John Kellerman - Eager beaver niece

Spearing herself with a gentle rhythm, she massaged her clit with her thumb. Her eyes blinked heavily as the waves of pleasure flowed over her skin. She was sitting tailor fashion, her slit stretched wide for its loving.

"Ohhhhh, wow! Ohhhh, God."

Jeany closed her eyes completely and let her head lay back. The television rattled on, but she wasn't listening anymore. Her finger sucked and dipped in her pussy. She was thinking of so many nice things. A field full of cocks growing upwards. She was dressed only in a filmy gown as she pranced through them. They beat against her ankles, touched her calves. Then, on an especially big one, she squatted down. The head of it brushed her pussy open and she bent further, letting it skewer her. Throwing her head up to the sun she bounced up and down on the prick until she was crying out in the throes of orgasm.

Back in her own living room, Jeany felt her passions beat exquisitely close to final release. And then the blanket was suddenly stripped from her body. Her brother stood there before her. He hadn't been asleep at all. He was just standing there in his cowboy shirt and nothing else at all. His big cock throbbed up and down. It wasn't as big as her uncle's, but it was big!

"Ricky! What are you doing?"

"I was going to ask you the same question," he said, falling onto his knees before her. She tried to push her way out of the chair but her muscles were weak and trembling from the things she'd been doing. Rick shoved her back and grabbed her panties. He had them off in a blink, muffled them against his mouth and nose.

"It's been just waiting to happen," he said, looking at her cunt. Then he grabbed her knees and pushed them wide. His face sank into her steamy wetness and Jeany cried out and squirmed with panic. In less than a minute her frantic cries had turned to gasping moans. Her brother's tongue knew more about her than she did herself!

"Ricky, we can't! Ohhhh, God! We just can't!"

"Shhh," he soothed, licking her with furious, loud swath of his tongue.

She felt herself slipping down into the chair. Her lap were up over the tops of her brother's shoulders.

"I… I…" Jeany's mind spun. "I've been so hot lately. I can't keep my fingers out of myself." She blushed as she said this, but Rick believed her and that was all that mattered. She couldn't ever toil him that Uncle Bill had done that to her with his tongue on the hood of his petrol car.

"I've been wanting you so bad lately." Rick said, his fingers dosing around her tits. "So what if we are brother and sister. If we want to bring pleasure to each other, it doesn't matter."

"It does too matter," Jeany protested but then Rick was teasing her clit with his tongue again and she squirmed half sideways in the chair as the storm of radiant pleasure choked off her words.

"Come on. Let's fuck."

"Nhhhooo!"

Rick pulled her up and pushed her down across the sofa. She struggled to get away but he fell on top of her and wiggled his hips between her thighs. She beat against his chest and tossed her head but his strong hands gouged her thighs apart and she felt the head of his cock pressing her clit. It was as hot as she was.

But she managed to slip a knee between his thighs and bring it up. She felt his balls being flattened up against his body and Rick had to roll to the side. She was scrambling up over the back of the sofa when he dragged her back.

"Okay, if that's the way you want it."

He had his belt loose from his jeans and was wrapping it around her wrists. He bound them behind her narrow back and tested the job to make sure she couldn't wiggle a hand free.

"Oh, God, noo."

He picked her up and carried her in his arms, her blonde braids flailing. He went upstairs and into his bedroom. Jeany knew that when he went back downstairs he was going to clean up all the evidence. Her panties and clothes would be placed in her bedroom and the door closed as if she were asleep. Her folks never disturbed her when the door was closed. But she wouldn't be in her bed at all! She'd be tied in her brother's room, her body naked.

Rick closed the door, turned off the light and flicked on his hi-fi. A soft, mood piece played as he lit a candle. It reminded Jeany of that night up by Rollinsville when she'd watched Uncle em fuck that strange girl on a blanket.

"You know this can't happen," she told her brother. He peeled off his shirt so that he was completely naked now. She watched him rub the skin of his cock until it lengthened again. She writhed on the bed, gasping to be let go.

He positioned her on the edge of the bed and made her hook her knees over his shoulders. The position frightened Jeany. It made the outer lips of her blonde-fringed pussy stretch wide. She was completely vulnerable to her brother now and he knew it. With her hands tied under her back like that she could only whine and give him helpless looks. He stood on the rug, leaning forward across her nakedness. His cock grazed her slit and she felt it picking up her dripping juices. Then he placed the engorged head against her cherry. Jeany began to sob.

"I'm still a virgin, Rick! I've never done it with a guy before."

"Why not me for the first one?" ho smiled, caressing the plump lips of her cunt. His foreskin slipped back to expose the rest of his pricktip. He leaned forward a little more and her membrane stretched up into her. Then he bent down to lick her tits. With her body in that position his tongue was terribly naughty things to her nipples. She couldn't believe how excited that made her get. She was quickly returning to the state she'd fingered herself into earlier. Try as she might to control her passion, Rick's tongue cut through what little resistance she could muster. She toned her had and sobbed for him to stop.

"I'll let you toil me when you want it," he breathed opening his lips again to suck one of her breast sweetly between his teeth. She felt the nipple slipping in, felt him bite it. She wallowed her chest frantically, overcome with the rush of sharp pleasure that she felt. Her voice was a trill of little whimpers. The delicate flesh that was so swollen between her cuntlips had swollen even more. It actually hugged the surface of her brother's glans, wetting it with lubrication. She tried to keep her hips still, but the way Rick was leaning forward he was only touching her at two places. Her tit and her cunt. She could see his muscled belly heaving as he sucked the other breast into his mouth and continued to rock his cocktip against her half-torn cherry.

"Whuuuhhh… ohhhh, I don't know what's happening to me!" Ricky kissed her neck.

"You will in a second," he gasped, "and you'll love it. You'll die for more of it when I'm through."

"Ohhhhh, Ricky," she cried, jerking her arms. Her brother's belt only tightened around her wrists and she knew that she would have to let him have her. He was going to fuck her. Her own brother would be sliding his cock into her belly!

"Nhhhoooo… ohhhh, we'll go to hell for this."

"It sure will be fun getting there," Rick whispered, gnawing on her earlobe until the jolts of pleasure left her breathless again.

"It's hurting. I can feel myself being torn."

"I told you I won't fuck you till you beg for it." He eased his cock up her slit until she felt her clit being rubbed by the spongy-smooth thing. Now her hips lurched more violently. She knew that her hole wasn't endangered. At least not for the moment. And that little nub of sensitivity just had to be scratched. It was tingling with an itch of maddening pleasure.

"You… ohhhh, shit," she cried, her slim hips plunging now as her brother pressed his glans against her clit. The juices spilled from her crevice, dripped down her crack. Her nipples had turned hard and throbbing. They jutted up like small fingers begging to be sucked. Rick noticed and turned his attention to them once again. As he pulled one deep into his mouth Jeany squealed with the consuming joy that pulsed through her steadily now. She was a writhing, squirming animal, wanting more affection and even more!