Bob Wallace - Sis on the make

Melanie Lange stirred in her bed. Her blonde hair sprayed out over the pillow as she opened her blue eyes and squinted at the sun shining in through the window.

A shiver rippled through her teenaged body, a shiver she had learned to expect every morning.

"Oooo, no," she sighed softly, hating what the rippling tremors in her pussy.

She stared up at the ceiling, determined not to touch, her pussy again. For months she had been losing the battle, succumbing to her passions each morning until she trembled and perspired with shame and lust, her fingers drenched in pussy-cum, her climax leaving her feeling dirty. This morning, she swore to herself, would be different.

A shuddering spasm skipped through her lithe body as she clamped her thighs together.

"Oooo, God, no," she sighed, feeling the juices of her virgin pussy squish inside her.

She clenched her small hands into fists, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Noooo," she whispered, her body already beginning to writhe on the bed. "Ooooo, nooo."

She squirmed on her back, her hands unclenching her eyes opening. She had lost the battle again. She kicked off the covers and slipped her hands down her virgin body. Panting, she lifted her nightie, her fingers touching sizzling flesh.

She sat up, yanked off her nightie and bared her plump, creamy tits. They jiggled, the nipples round, pink, and swollen. Tossing the nightie away, she lay back, her trembling hands caressing her tits. Instantly, she went into a writhing spasm.

Melanie rocked her hips, her pussy still wrapped in bikini panties, the crotch damp, her cunt drenched. She fondled her tits gently, tweaked the hard nipples, her blue eyes wide, dilated as she watched herself mold the sensitive flesh of her tits.

Her breathing turned shallow, her nipples began to ache, and her hands moved from her tits down her slim writhing body to her panties.

"I mustn't," she whimpered, yet knowing there was nothing she could do to stop herself.

She hooked her fingers into her panties, slipped them down over her hips and thighs, finally wiggling her legs out of them. Her pussy looked bare! Blonde silky cunt hair, caught in the morning sun, made her virgin cunt appear bald.

She shuddered, rolled to her belly, and grabbed the pillow. She squeezed it, sighed, then started to chew on the pillow as soft whimpering and moaning sounds escaped her mouth. She twisted her hips, her long, slim legs spread, her pink virgin pussy seeping frothy white cunt cream.

"Oooo," she moaned, the sounds muffled. "Ooooo, I'm so hot."

She rolled her hips and kissed the pillow with her moist eager mouth, pretending it was her father.

"Noooo," she gasped, fighting the image of her father in her swirling mind.

She squirmed on her belly, her mouth drooling on the pillow. Her hands skimmed between the sheets and her flesh in search of her hot virgin pussy. She found it and moaned, her body jerking hotly on the bed.

"Ooooo," she sighed, teasing her hard pulsing clit. "Ooooo, it feels so good," She wiggled her bare ass, her hips rocking back and forth.

Quivering, she inched a finger into her steamy wet pussy. Cream flowed over it and she gasped. She was getting hotter and hotter every day. She used her free hand, rubbing her clit gently as she stroked her other hand through her virgin pussy.

She closed her glassy eyes. Immediately an image of her father, naked, his cock jutting out like a steel beam, filled her head. She gasped, quickly opening her eyes. She buried her face in the pillow, her fingers still caressing her clit, stroking her wet, seeping pussy.

"Unnnn," she moaned, twisting her hips. She spread her legs and humped her fingers, her body quivering, her small tits mashed into the sheet.

Panting noisily, she rolled over onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. With her hands between her legs, hot pussy cream flowed from her virgin cunt, keeping her puffy cunt lips slippery and sticky.

"Ahhhh, it feels so good," she whimpered. "Sooo fuckin' good."

Her finger moved swiftly in and out of the wet entrance to her virgin pussy. Her mouth was open, her face a bright red, spittle oozing from her lips. She bounced, her ass jiggling, thumping into the mattress.

Her brother Mike and their cousin Teddy tip-toed down the hall to her room, opened the door a few inches and peered in.

"I told you," Mike whispered. "She does it every morning."

"God!" Teddy sighed, keeping his voice low. "She's gorgeous," The sight of his cousin, Melanie, naked on the bed writhing hotly, produced an instant hard-on. "Let's go in."

"Not yet," Mike rasped, his own cock throbbing painfully in his pants. "Let's watch her cream."

Melanie squirmed on her back, legs spread, unaware of her horny audience. Cunt juice drenched her active fingers as she frantically played with herself.

"Dad," she uttered softly, too hot to fight her feelings. "Oooo, Dad, I want you." The forbidden desire was once again out in the open. "I want your cock!"

As she moved faster on the bed, her breathing came in short, rapid little gasps. Her eyelids fluttered and her fingers moved urgently over her pussy and clit.

Mike and Teddy leered through the partially opened door, their cocks aching, their eyes bulging.

"Oooo… aaaaa… unnnnn," she whimpered, her creamy flesh tingling. Her small plump tits jiggled as she twisted on her back. She jerked her hips quickly, her climax rapidly approaching.

"Dad," she sighed, her blue eyes turning glassy.

This time when the image of her father's naked body appeared in her mind she accepted it. She saw his cock and trembled, wished it was ripping into her body and tearing away her cherry. Her young body went into spasms. Her mind reeled with the dirty thoughts rushing through her head.

"I love your cock, Dad," she whimpered.

"I wanna suck it… fuck it… oooo." Her voice was low, barely above a whisper.

"What's she saying?" Teddy asked, his eyes glued to the creamy red gash of Melanie's pussy.

"I can't hear," Mike said. "She's probably talking to herself about getting fucked." He stifled a laugh, his mouth drooling as he stared at his sister's flouncing tits.

Melanie wallowed in the erotic thoughts of her father. The bed shook as she bucked and jerked wildly on her sticky fingers.

"Unnnn, gonna cum," she whispered. "Gonna cream you, Dad."

She pawed her pussy, manipulating the hard pulsing clit. Slippery with sticky cream, it swelled against her rubbing fingers.

"I'm cuming," she sighed, her voice growing from a whisper to a raspy moan. "I'm cuming!"

"She's gonna cum," Mike said, his balls rumbling. "God, watch this."

Teddy groaned, rubbed his cock through his pants and watched. "Damn, look at her squirm. Shit! She's out of her mind."

"I told you," Mike said. "She's one hot little bitch."

Melanie went into convulsions. "I'm creaming," she gasped, her voice growing louder. "Ooooo!"

Wave after wave of exquisite orgasms racked her thrashing young body. Her pussy felt as it were on fire. The insides, wet and pulsing, gushed cum from her cunt hole out over her squiggling fingers. The fire in her pussy spread, enveloping her.

"Oooo, I'm cuming!"

Her ass jiggled, her hips jerked and her tits bounced. She ground her cunt into her fingers, gasping as another spastic orgasm ripped through her trembling body.

She arched her back and wailed, her voice driving her brother and cousin crazy as they ogled her through the door. She bucked up and slammed her ass back into the bed, gasping for air as another orgasm erupted deep in her virgin cunt.

Her pussy foamed, hot cum gushing from her cunthole and flowing down over her fingers, ass crack, staining the sheet. She lunged down on her hand and crushed her throbbing clit between her fingers, scratching the puffy folds of her wet cunt. Her face contorted in bliss as her fingers turned her cunt into a frothy soup of sticky white cream.