Marvin Cox - The naughtiest sister

It was exactly like this that Georgia's brother, John, found them. He stood in the doorway looking like an enraged bull, his fists clenched tightly.

"What the fuck!" he shouted. "I've… I've never in my life seen so much cocksucking going on! I'll kill you, you bastard!"

Unfortunately, his anger was greater than his ability to fight. Less than ten seconds later, he lay on the floor, blood dripping from his nose. One punch from Mike was all he could take.

Susan burst into the room and instantly knew what had taken place. She knelt beside the young man and touched his cheek. Heaving a sigh of relief that be was still alive, she looked up at her brother and Georgia and forced herself to smile.

"We have… how you say… a problem," she said quietly.

John looked through the haze of semiconsciousness and saw a pair of rounded upturned tits. A pleasurable throb seared into his loins as his cock was wrapped in a sucking, creamy warmth. He closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to remember where he was and what had happened.

When he opened his eyes, he felt, the tips of the woman's tits graze his belly. The rubbery projections seemed almost like tongues, sending goosebumps over, his flesh.

"Just lie there… I'll make it all better," he heard her say. Then she added. "God, what a nice big dick you have!"

Slowly, reality crept into his mind. He had come in looking for his sister and, and receiving no answer at the door, had peered into the living room. There had been gasps of – what? Almost like someone was being tortured. Entering the room where the sounds had come from, he'd seen this very woman parked between a young boy's legs, sucking as if her life depended on it. Stunned, he had checked another room, finding his sister in much the same situation.

"What happened to me?" ho said weakly, now focusing on Susan's smiling face. "Where's Georgia?"

"She's busy," Susan answered, running her fingers over his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" John said, now fully aware of what was taking place. "What happened to my clothes?"

"I had to cheek you all over for injuries," Susan grinned, "and when I got to this big delicious cock, I just couldn't help myself."

John looked down and saw her tiny cunt engulfing his throbbing prick. Whatever anger he had felt before was now a thing of the past, his body reacting to the fantastic spasms her cunt was giving his prick. He tentatively reached up and cupped her dancing tits pressing the rubbery nipples into his palms. "I'm fucking you," he said ridiculously, as if trying to make polite conversation.

"Mmmmm… I'll say," Susan whispered, lowering her face to his. She brushed her open mouth over his lips, flicking the tip of her tongue out. "And you're doing one hell of a good job… let me tell you!"

"I… I still don't know what the fuck is going on," John said. "But whatever it is, just keep it up. God, that feels, so good!"

Susan shoved her knees into his armpits and squirmed her ass around. She sat back and dug her nails into the boy's taut, well-muscled belly, studying him. He was trim and wiry, perhaps a little too skinny, but he was big where it mattered. And although he couldn't be classed as handsome, his face was full of character. His eyes were the wrong shade of blue for his shock of blond hair, and his lips were a bit thin. His high cheekbones gave his face a hollow, hungry look.

"You're beautiful," John said suddenly, pulling her back down. "And… and you've got a beautiful little pussy!"

"I'll bet they're all little for you," Susan answered, clamping her mouth around his. They kissed hungrily for several moments, their tongues playing like angry snakes. "Mmmmm… yes," she murmured into his mouth. "I love big dicks so much! Now fuck me, you little bastard!"

John half-sat and placed his hands around her waist. He chewed down to the hollow of her throat, then locked his lips around her tits. As he bit down on one buzzing nipple, he jerked forward, slapping her to her back. Placing his hands under her thighs, he lifted her knees up. He withdrew his cock until the tip of it rested just inside her puckered hole, then thrust forward with all his might.

"Baby!" he groaned when he felt the base of his cock jam between the deliciously tight lips of her cunt. "God… I've never had a better pussy to fuck! Jesus, I think I could shoot off right now."

"Not yet," Susan whispered. "Fuck me slow and easy. Let me enjoy your big cock as long as possible."

It was more than difficult for John to do as she asked. Already he could feel the swelling inside his nuts becoming unbearable. Thick sobs of cum were splashing around, trying desperately to plunge through the throbbing sphincter muscle at the base of his shaft. He held his breath and closed his eyes, thrusting and withdrawing with rhythmic movements.

"God, I don't know," he grunted, lapping between her tits. "I… shit… want you!"

Susan could already feel his cock beginning to jerk, pulling her tight sucking muscles apart. She tightened her grip around his cock and sucked him fully into her pussy. She held him there for a few seconds, then relaxed.

"OK… now!" she cried out, feeling the beginnings of her own orgasm. "Fuck me hard, you bastard! Goddamn, ram that big cock in me and fuck out my brains!"

John needed absolutely no encouragement. He began assaulting her cunt with the speed and brutality of a jackhammer. Each thrust was deeper and quicker than the last, until his ass bobbed up and down in a flesh-colored blur. Every muscle in his body was fully defined as he flinched almost painfully.

"Take it, whore!" he spat. "God, take it! Take my big dick in your pussy and suck it into your fucking guts!"

Susan felt a sharp stab of pleasure pierce the back of her cunt. The rippling sensation blasted forward, spasming her pussy canal, then exploded around the base of his cock. She screamed out loudly, jerking her hips upward to accept every wonderful inch of his hard, almost iron-like shaft.

"Yesssss!" she wailed. "Fuck me… full! Give… give me a gallon of… ohhhh! Fuck meee!"

Her orgasm was so powerful, so intense, that John's own climax was yanked from his nuts by the vacuum of her cunt. Huge gobs of cum gushed through the center of his shaft and shot from his cockhead. The first squirt slapped into the back of her pussy with a dull thud, then sloshed backward, washing his shaft.

"Take it!" he screamed, crushing his full weight into her steaming, spasming hole. "Oh, fuck… take it!! Take it!"

Susan's orgasm took on new meaning as her cunt was soaked by his spitting cock. Each volcanic-like wad of jism carried with it a new ripple of ecstasy. Warmth spread throughout her entire body, making her buckle and writhe as if in tortured pain.

"Cock!" she shrieked. "Cock! Cock! Cock!"

For what seemed an eternity they molded their bodies together, pushing and pulling on the same orgasm, until at last they crushed themselves together, peaking in anguished release. John relaxed his grip on her thighs, letting her legs fall and slumped over her form, punching his cockhead into her burning cunt hole.

"Jesus. God," he murmured when he finally got his breath, "I've never fucked until now."

"Then you're no longer angry?" Susan said. "I mean, about finding your sister…" the statement incomplete, wondering what his reaction would be.

Quite honestly, John was unable to comprehend the situation. He thought of Georgia and how he had found her between that guy's legs, the pure rage he'd felt. Now he saw it in a different light. If she was getting what he was getting – well, what the fuck? Yet, she was his little sister. A big brother should take care of his sister. The sudden thought made him shudder.

"What's the matter?" Susan asked, concerned. "I'm terrible," John said, somehow feeling he could tell this woman anything, even his darkest secrets. "I was just wondering what it would be like to… to…"