John Kellerman - Eager beaver niece

"I'm getting so hot I feel crazy. Like I don't care about anything anymore."

"Yeah, darling sister… yeah…"

"Oh, Ricky, aren't you afraid?"

"Not a damned bit," he groaned, holding her face between his palms while he kissed her. He kissed her again.

And now she was full of throbbing hot cock. Her brother's cock!

"Ohhhhhh, Ricky! It's wonderful… wonderful!"

Though the belt binding her wrists did hurt a little, she found that it added to hot excitement. She really felt helpless under her brother's driving hips. He was taking her without her having any say at all.

Yes, she was bleeding but it was so good to have her brother's cock sliding in and out. How could it fit so easily? It was tight, yes. But her buttery juices were making up for the close fit. She plunged her ass around in jerky circles as he rutted deep against her womb. Her legs were still hooked over her brother's shoulders, stretching her so helplessly that she wondered if her hot little cunt would ever be the same after this.

Then her brother did something strange. He eased his cock out of her hole, teased her clit with the head of it and stood up. She was hanging off the edge of the mattress, both feet kicking in the air, bottom working up and down. Once more Jeany tried to jerk her hands free but the belt held.

"Ricky, what's wrong?" She was panting so hard she could barely speak.

"Just wanted to sac how much you're enjoying yourself," he said. The glow from the candle made his cock glisten. She plunged her ass again and heard the wet snick of her petals opening and closing.

Ricky got down on the rug at her feet and lay back, hands under his head. He had a mischievous look in his eyes. But his cock had lost none of its rigidity. And that stiffness, that length made Jeany lick her lips. As perverse as her brother's game might be, she had to have it again. She rolled over onto her belly and wiggled off the bed onto her knees. Then she lurched across the rug as best she could, to where her brother waited. His cock was up along his belly, stuck there with the hot juice she'd swathed him with.

"That's the way sister," he teased, "come and get it."

"Damn you…" she muttered, almost falling. If she did, she wouldn't be able to catch herself. But she managed to straddle his body and slide her belly up along his. Then he grabbed her by both pigtails and pulled her dripping mouth down against his.

"Mmuuhhhh!" she gasped, nostrils flared with lust. She pumped her hot pussy against his cock uselessly. There was no way she could put it inside her with her hands tied.

"You really like to fuck now, don't you?"

"God yessss! Help me Rickeeee!" She kissed his mouth savagely, mashing her breasts down against his chest. She wallowed them back and forth, hoping that the tumid state of her nipples would excite him. Her crevice was opened around the hot shaft of his cock. But she could only rub up and down against it as it clung to her brother's belly. She couldn't get the angle right for it to slip inside her.

"Baby, baby," he breathed, kissing her again.

"Ohhhh. Put it in me! Put it in me or I'll die!"

"What if I untied your hands?"

"Oh, do! Please turn me loose!"

"Would you suck me first?"

"I'll do anything," she cried, jerking at the belt again. Rick unbuckled it for her and she grabbed his cock with a moan of hunger. She was so wild now that the head of it pushed into the back of her throat before she knew what she was doing. She gagged and her stomach bucked but she pulled her tongue along the tender underside until she heard Ricky grunt with pleasure.

Then she was grabbing it with both hands at the base. It was so slippery with cunt juice and saliva that she had to grasp it hard. She worked her plunging cunt up so she could place the bulging head against her newly speared hole. With a suck his prick went into her and she gave a shuddering sigh and let her head flop to the side. She was a squirming, dancing nymph astride his wonderful cock! She arched her back and sat up straight, knees bent at his sides as she squirmed her way down onto it. Then she felt his balls pressing against her mound and knew that she had him good and deep. The look on Ricky's face was one of absolute joy. And it occurred to Jeany that part of fucking was knowing that the other person was getting off good too.

"Ohhhhhh. Goddamn. Ohhhh, Rickeeee. I'm coming! I don't want to. I want it to last!"

"God, me, too. Ohhhhhh, sweet sister! Kiss me, baby, kiss me!" He grabbed her and pulled her down against him as her trim ass bobbed and squirmed. The tot, wet sound of their fucking was wonderful. She closed her eyes and plunged so that that rigid thing went deep and came out again. Once it slipped away from her hole and she had to fumble with both hands to find it and put it back. But then she was sliding backwards again, her lap stretched out straight now, closed tightly between her brother's thighs. She could really make her pussy tight like that and knew by Rick's breathing that it was tearing him up.

She tightened her thighs even harder, closing her velvet soft tube down around him until he was gasping for air, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass. She fucked him like she might never fuck again. She fucked him so hard that at last he hooked his legs up around hers. Ricky came with a growl, his mouth searching and finding her own. Then she was jerking, crying, climaxing with hot jolts of breathless pleasure. They rolled over and over on the rug, Ricky gaining the top now so he could throw her thighs wide and press his spurting glans up against her womb.

"Ahhhhh! Yuuhhhh," she cried, not caring that he was biting her tit.

"Ohhhh, fuck!"

"Harder. Do it harder!"

"…feels like I'm coming a quart," he babbled, getting her ear between his teeth. They wrestled and fought until exhaustion overcame their hot excitement Jeany lay there for a long time with her pussy still spasming tightly around the thick hilt of her brother's penis. Then he wilted and dipped out.

"Do you want to go back to your room?" he asked after a long while.

"Yet I'd better…"

"But what?"

She looked down at her trembling hands. "I want you to came with me. I want you to fuck me again. And maybe again and again and…" He crushed her in his arms and Jeany closed her eyes and kissed Rick's muscled chest. God she was happy!

Lynn had been half out of her mind from the rumors. A month had passed since her Uncle Chad had seduced her in the old house up in Rollinsville. For awhile she'd gone along in a dream world, thinking that he loved her and her only. But Chad had never intended to make her his only love. He was still fucking his secretary whenever he got the chance. And Gloria gave him that chance as often as she dared. Lynn pretended not to notice for awhile, hoping she could win her uncle over by sheer devotion and attention to details. Details like the way she sucked his cock. She'd learned exactly how he liked it and applied herself vigorously to improving her performance each time. Chad was very appreciative. Appreciative enough to open her a charge account at a local clothing store and upping her salary. Not to mention the fact that his little red sports car was as good as hers. But still he went on doing what he wanted. With whomever he wanted. So Lynn had already been dragged a little when she first heard the rumors.

The first one was that her cousin Jeany had moved into her brother's bed. Lynn had gotten this from a friend of Jeany's. Apparently the young nymph had been so overjoyed of late that she hadn't been able to contain he happiness. She'd spilled same juicy details to a trusted friend. But that friend hadn't been able to keep it to herself either. By the time it got to Lynn she guessed that half the town knew about it. It would account for the fact that Ricky hadn't so much as called her in weeks. Why should he want to hunt up his cousin when he could fuck his pretty, young sister any time he wanted. They even had adjoining bedrooms, Lynn remembered. How convenient! But that was only the first rumor. The second really knocked her out. It came from Bonita Wellington, a lanky, sophisticated girl who often wore black hair in braids. Bonita had been a friend of Lynn's for some time. And she swore one night when they were in a confidential mood that she'd witnessed the deflowering of Jeany on the hood of Bill Caruther's patrol car. He'd done it with his tongue!