Bob Wallace - Sis on the make
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Dave watched them dance, his cock aching in his pants. "I'm next," he said huskily, wanting to hold his niece even if it was only for a few minutes.
"I'd like that, Uncle Dave," she cooed, coming quickly out of Ken's arms.
Blatantly, she brushed her hand over Ken's crotch, heard him groan. She swayed in front of her uncle, her hips slowly rolling.
Dave heaved a sigh. The little bitch was teasing him! "Damn," he muttered under his breath as he stood.
He took her in his arms, his prick throbbing as she rubbed boldly into him. The little bitch was a real prick-teaser. He was surprised. She had always seemed so innocent.
Melanie shivered and felt his cock throbbing against her. It was going to be easier than she had thought. "Are you hot?" she whispered, tilting her head, her lips parted, her tongue flicking over her mouth.
Dave glanced at his son. If he wasn't here, I'd show this bitch what happens to little girls who tease. He squeezed her tight in his arms.
"Mmmmm, Uncle Dave," she cooed. She squiggled out of his arms. "Maybe we shouldn't dance." She saw the disappointment on both their faces. "I'll dance far you both instead." She winked, watching their expressions change.
The men sat on the couch, each wishing the other would go, their eyes fixed on Melanie's hot satin-covered body as she swayed erotically in front of them, her hips rolling and her small tits jiggling. Their cocks ached, the memory of her soft, vibrant body eating away at their minds.
Melanie was quivering inside. "You two look hot as hell," she cooed, her eyes glowing, her nipples hard. "Did dancing with me turn you two on?"
Neither spoke. Their pricks were aching, their eyes boring into Melanie's lush body.
"You shouldn't talk like that," her uncle finally said, his voice husky.
"Why not?" Melanie giggled. "I got hot dancing with you." She licked her red mouth, making her lips glisten. "In fact, my pussy is soaked." She saw the surprise on their faces. It blew her young horny mind.
"You've changed," her uncle said, squirming uncomfortably on the couch. He wanted her, but with Ken there… it seemed impossible.
Ken was mute, his eyes bulging like his throbbing cock. All he could think about was getting rid of his father.
Melanie saw the dilemma she had created. "I know what the trouble is," she sighed, her hips rotating erotically. "You both want me, but you're afraid to admit it."
She saw them squirm. The game was getting better.
"Maybe," she whispered hotly, "I can make it easier."
She whisked off her top, baring her small pulpy tits for their pleasure. She brought her hands up and cupped her tits, her fingers kneading the soft, sensitive flesh. "Ooooo, I'm creaming!" she cooed. Dave groaned, grabbing her wrist and pulling her down on his lap. He no longer cared if his son was there or not. He was going to have his hot, sexy niece!
"Oooo, Uncle Dave!" she gasped, squirming on his lap. "Ooooo, your cock is throbbing against my ass." She squirmed, grinding her ass into his throbbing cock.
Ken had lost all his shyness. If his father could play, so could he. He reached over and grabbed one of Melanie's jiggling tits and squeezed.
"Jesus!" he mumbled as he fondled one tit while his father fondled the other one.
Melanie creamed, twisting off her uncle's lap and squiggled down between them.
"Ooooo, I love this," she gasped. "Ooooo, Christ, this is fun."
"Let's show her a good time, Son," Dave said, his hand roughly kneading Melanie's tit.
"Yeah, Dad," Ken said hoarsely. "She's been begging for it." He brought his mouth to a plump tit and gobbled it into his mouth.
Melanie moaned and leaned back, savoring the pleasure of having her tits fondled and sucked by her uncle and cousin. "Oooooo, Uncle Dave. Suck my tit like Ken is doing." Dave brought his hungry mouth to her tit and sucked, his tongue flashing across her swollen nipple. He brought his hand to her thigh and rubbed the silky skin, inching upward to her damp crotch.
Melanie cried out softly as she squirmed on the couch. She brought her arms around their necks, combed her fingers through their hair, and crushed their sucking mouths into her tits.
"Ooooo, I'm creaming my fuckin' shorts!" Ken grabbed her other thigh and worked his kneading fingers to her crotch, finding his father's hand already there. He pawed her skin, his cock aching in his pants. His mouth slobbered spit over her tit and his teeth nibbled on the hard bullet tip.
Dave's hand wormed under her satin shorts, his finger stroking through her hot, dripping cunt. He sank his teeth into her nipple, whipping his tongue over the tip. His niece was dynamite.
Melanie went out of her skull. She jerked her hips, her cunt flowing hot buttery juices over her uncle's exploring fingers.
"Inside," she gasped. "Finger my pussy."
Dave plunged a finger into her cunt and gouged at the cushiony walls of her pussy hole.
Spongy cunt muscles pulsed around his finger, hot cream bathed it.
Melanie twisted her hips. She was getting her tits sucked and her pussy fingered right in her own living room! It made her dizzy.
"You too, Ken. Finger my cunt. Ooooooo, Ken… finger-fuck me too!"
Ken snaked his fingers under her shorts, joining his father in her pussy and together they fingered her cunt until she was screaming in bliss. He pulled his mouth off her tit.
"Get your shorts off, Melanie," Ken panted.
Melanie struggled. "Yesss!" she squealed. "Let me strip off these fuckin' shorts."
They pulled their fingers from her cunt. Dave stopped sucking her tit. "C'mon, Melanie. Strip!" he said, groaning.
Melanie pulled herself up, wobbling as she stood in front of them. "God, you two are great."
Her tits were heaving, the nipples soaked with their spit, the creamy flesh spotted with red blotches. Her cunt was on fire as she stared hungrily at the bulges in their pants.
"You ready?" she hummed, swaying in front of them, her head reeling.
She already knew the answer. She eased her satin shorts down over her slim, gyrating hips, exposing the silky hairs of her blonde cunt. She paused, watching their eyes widen. She purred, pushing her shorts down and stepping out of them.
"Jesus!" Ken groaned, leering at his young cousin. She was naked except for her high heels. "Turn around."
"Sure," she sighed breathlessly. Two men. God, she thought, as she turned around, displaying her heart-shaped ass for their pleasure. "You like?" She bent over and wiggled her hips, hearing them groan.
"Now, I wanna see what you got between your legs," she moaned, turning around to face them. She dropped to her knees, her hands going quickly to each bulging crotch. "Mmmmm, they feel so big."
"Bigger than you've ever had," her uncle rasped.
"You wanna bet?" she giggled. She pulled down her uncle's zipper and fished inside his pants to haul out his raging hard-on. "Ooooo, it is nice and big!" She stroked it, her uncle's groans turning her on even more.
With her uncle's cock stabbing the air, she turned her attention to her cousin. She pulled out his cock too, and gasped.
"You like the way I suck cock?"
"You bet I do," her uncle groaned. "My brother taught me," she said. "A few days ago he and Teddy came to my room. They made me suck them."
Ken heaved a sigh. He wanted his cock sucked badly. He thought of his kid brother, Teddy. The kid was smarter than he had thought.
Melanie grabbed her uncle's prick and stroked it. "You gonna punish Teddy for making me suck his cock?"
Dave laughed. "You probably got what you deserved."
"I did," she giggled. She looked at Ken. "You wanna get sucked too, huh?"
"Yeah," he groaned, his balls about ready to burst.
Melanie fell back on the rug and spread her legs, her hips rocking, her cunt totally exposed. "I'll suck your balls dry, after you strip."
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