John Kellerman - Eager beaver niece

"You… you… ohhhhh, Rick!"

She was weak as a kitten as he rolled her over on her belly on the table. Her thighs dangled down at right angles to her body. Rick's belt buckle smacked the floor and she could feel his fingers gliding up and down her cleft, spreading her natural lubrication around thoroughly. She wanted to rim, wanted to escape again. But then, too, she knew that her pussy was hungry now. Hungry for the banana. Or his cock.

"You want it don't you?" Rick growled.

"Yeahhhhhh!"

"Like this. I'll make you beg!" His cocktip touched her bulging labia, swept up across her clit. Hanging off the table, her ass began to lurch and thrust at the phantom touch. Then Rick gave her the heed. He gave her enough to slip pest the first ring of muscles. With that glans throbbing inside her, she let out grateful cries of relief.

"More. Give me more!"

"Ohhhh, yeah. You damn right I will."

As she felt her cunt being penetrated, Lynn let her imagination run free. She could envision Gloria getting fucked by Chad. She could see the pretty secretary in a variety of poses, her face twitted in the agony of ecstatic release. Then Lynn herself became Gloria and was receiving her uncle's cock. It was huge, splitting her as it entered. She twisted and flopped on the kitchen table as Rick really did spear her. Each fucking thrust made her tongue come out of her mouth. She pushed her face down against the tablecloth and whimpered with the hurried clutch of excitement that her cousin's stiff, hot cock was giving her.

"You're mine," he laughed, getting rougher. He pulled her wrists behind her back and pinned them together as he pulled out and pushed in with excruciating slowness. She threw her bottom up and down frantically, gasping for the rest of it. But he only gave her a little and pulled it back again. It was like getting fucked with an inch-long cock that was an inch across the head. She knew there was more and yet couldn't have it.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"Say that you're mine. Say that you'll do anything I want you to do."

"I will. I'll do anything… just give me your cock!" Lynn was sure that Rick would gin it to her now. But instead of letting her feel his tip against her womb, he pulled all the way out and grabbed her red hair roughly.

"On your knees now, Lynn. You're gonna live up to your words."

As if drunk, Lynn fell to her knees on the linoleum. Her pussy flooded juice down the insides of both thighs. She could feel the membranes pulsing like a heart. There before her was her cousin's glistening prick, dripping with her own hot butter. He pulled her forward, pulled her between his knees. Only then did her heart sink. She knew what he wanted.

"Rick… I don't want to. Ohhhhh!" He had her pressed down, her lips caressing the smoldering glans. Her own slick juice smeared across one cheek as she turned her head to one side. But Rick held her down, made that bulging cocktip press her lips apart, then her teeth. It went to the roof of her mouth with a slurpy sound and in fright she pulled her tongue back and forth along the underside. Rick groaned and kept a tight hold on her hair.

"Suck me you beautiful bitch," Rick gasped. "I love your red hair. I love your pussy." Lynn wanted him to say he loved her, but instead he just touched the place at the corner of her mouth whore his shaft was stretching the flesh out.

She began to wiggle her ass in hungry circles as he wedged the meat up her hole. When it was to the end of her clasping passageway, he began to push it back and forth. More juice surged out as her body responded.

"Ohhh! You're awful! The way you treat me, Rick!"

"You don't care what I use on you," he laughed, "as long as it's good and big!"

"Rick. Don't say that. Ohhhh… uhhhhh!" She bucked her ass around wildly. Her back was humped up like a maddened alley cat. She poised her head between her outstretched arms as her cousin continued to fuck her with the sausage. Her clit felt like a chunk of raw, red meat! It felt itchy and good. She knew that if he kept up what he was doing that she'd come.

"Mmmmm… yessss. Don't stop."

"I think I want to watch you finish," he said, letting the sausage go. It almost slipped out of her pussy but Lynn rolled onto her back and caught the thick, cunt-smeared shape and pushed it deep again. She was squirming like a crazy animal on the hard floor, knees pulled up against her breasts as she stabbed the sausage into her body again and again and again.

"Ohhh. Goddamn… you!"

"This is really good," Rick smiled, leaning close to watch her convulsions. She would have bit him if she'd been able. Instead, Lynn held onto the end of the sausage and kept sliding it in and out. Sliding, fucking herself with the meat until her body gave a shuddering jerk and she came with a scream.

Rick kissed her on the mouth as her muscles tightened around the sausage. She kept backing herself with one hand while circling her other arm around her cousin's neck to hold his mouth against hers.

"Oh, Rick, I don't know. You make me crazy inside. I feel so weak-willed when I'm around you. And I haven't been to confession in months."

"You'd better not go either," he laughed. "You'd give the priest a heart attack."

Lynn twisted free of his embrace as his laughter filled the kitchen.

"That isn't funny, Rick," she said, trying to be serious. But little by little his amusement got to her. And then she was laughing, too. She was laughing, holding on to him. She was naked from the waist down and didn't even care that they were standing in her mother's kitchen. She almost felt like taking him up to her bed room and doing it up right again. But she didn't go that far.

"You'd better get out of here," she warned. "What about this coming weekend?"

"Let me think about it for God's sake."

"You know how you like my cock," he breathed.

"I sure didn't got any this time," she shot back.

"I thought I'd better let you taste it so you'd want to go out with me again."

"…to get some of the real thing in my cunt," she finished, blushing. "Isn't that right?"

"Sure."

"Maybe I liked the sausage better," she smiled, getting her panties and pulling them up her long legs.

"No you don't," Rick smiled, touching his cock. It wasn't so flaccid now as he stroked the smooth shaft, the head broadened and began to swell and darken. For a crazy instant Lynn wanted to put her lips around the hot, spongy thing. She shook her head and blinked rapidly. "See?" Rick chuckled, "you can hardly wait, can you?" Lynn didn't answer, but her cousin was right. She could hardly wait.

Jeany didn't especially want to date Hank Butterfield.

He wasn't rally a bad guy, but she didn't click with him too well. In fact he bored her. But since her mother had finally agreed to let her have one date a month, she'd let the lanky boy understand that she was now available and ready to go out. A girl couldn't be too choosy on her first date.

It took Jeany almost an hour to dress. Not counting her bath. She was in a state of nervousness rivaled only by her eagerness to get out of her parent's house and be on her own for a change. But what made it worse was the fact that her period was about to start. She'd seen a tiny spot of blood on her panty crotch that evening. It wasn't really flowing yet so she hated to wear a Kotex. She'd picked out a silky, red dress that showed off her young body to best advantage. If she had to wear a sanitary belt underneath the whole illusion would be spoiled. She wasn't out to excite Hank, but she wanted him to appreciate her attributes. And she hoped that she might get a little cuddling and kissing in. A Kotex would only put a damper on things. After all, it wasn't really sinful for a girl to enjoy a little feeling from a guy nowadays. And one of her friends had passed the word that Hank Butterfield was better than most when it came to gentle petting. This same friend swore that she'd been brought to orgasm three times in one evening. And never once had her panties off. Hank seemed safe and sane for a virgin. And Jeany wasn't so sure she wanted to give up that status after her run-in with her Uncle Bill and her very own brat her. She was still shaky about how close Rick had come to actually doing it to her.