Nick Eastwood - Horny naughty sister

"Like a drink, Vicky?" he asked.

"Sure, that'd be nice, Ted," she smiled.

Ted wondered why she was here. She acted as if she was really fond of him. Could she possibly want to take up where they'd left off before her brother's visit? The idea really excited him. They'd come so close to fucking, that one evening they'd made out. Vicky had had time to think about it, and maybe now she was ready to go all the way. She sure as hell acted like it.

Ted brought the drinks and joined her on the couch, and she didn't look at all shy when he sat so close that their thighs touched. They both took long sips of their drinks, and then Vicky set hers down on the coffee table. Her hand didn't return to her lap. It returned to Ted's lap. He gasped as he felt it closing over his crotch. His cock responded, ballooning into fullness. Vicky gave the hard bulge an eager squeeze.

"Ted," she purred, "would you like to take up where we left off last time?"

"Oh, Jesus, would I ever," he breathed.

He kissed her, and her lips parted to let his tongue slide into her mouth. Her tongue tickled back at his. She melted against him, and he felt her lust-engorged nipples pressing his chest. He could feel them throbbing even through two sets of clothing. Vicky was making it obvious in every way that she wanted him to make love to her – and this time with no limitations. His cock got painfully engorged and began to drool hot cream.

Vicky's pussy was feeling as urgently aroused as his cock. Se could feel the flesh swelling, flooding, burning. She was delighted that she'd made the decision to come to Ted, because it was obvious that he was dying to make love to her. She wouldn't have to go to bed horny tonight or any other night, she suspected. And that was a huge relief.

Driving home from the airport after saying goodbye to her brother, she'd known for sure that she could no longer live without a man, without sex. She'd go crazy with frustration. And she thought about how much she liked and respected Ted Hansen and how excited he'd gotten her that one night they'd made love. Ted was the answer to her problem, if he was still interested. And now his interest was obvious.

They finally came up for air, and Ted went right to work unzipping her sweater and pulling it off. He looked hungrily at her ripe tits, which were almost spilling out of her flimsy deep-plunging bra. He snapped open the front catch, and the bra halves popped apart, her tits tumbling out into their own natural thrust. Quickly he drew off the bra and tossed it aside, then cupped her heavy hot breasts.

"I've been thinking about this for days," he said, beginning to squeeze and mold the hot satiny flesh.

Vicky couldn't say the same. She'd been totally absorbed with her brother for the past three days. But she didn't hesitate to show Ted how much she enjoyed his touch. She'd been worried that only he could turn her on, but she saw now that there was no problem. Ted was getting her swiftly, hotly horny. And this time there'd be no guilt about incest, just a good friendly fuck.

"Mmmmmm, that's getting me so excited, Ted," she sighed, lolling back against the couch and letting him fondle her sensitive tits.

Ted was more sure than ever that she wasn't going to hold out on him tonight. She wasn't going to cut the action short like she'd done last time. There was something different about her. She seemed to have lost her inhibitions, her nervousness. She seemed warm and lusty and open, just the way he'd always wanted her to be. He dipped his head down and began licking her lust-stiffened nipples, and she moaned with pleasure.

"Mmmmmm, yes, Ted, I love that," she cried.

Ted's cock gave a horny lurch and tried to tear its way out of his pants. He'd been wanting this woman for a long time now, but he'd never dreamed he'd get this far with her. He'd never dreamed she'd show up on his doorstep practically begging him to fuck her. He boiled with arousal as he lathered her sensitive nipples with his hot spit. He was practically sure she was all his, but he had to make certain.

"No holding out this time?" he asked.

"No holding out, Ted," Vicky answered, her voice husky with need. "I was a fool to hold out last time. I want you to do everything to me – and I mean everything."

"Then let's go in the bedroom and be comfortable," he grinned.

Vicky nodded, and they hurried down the hall to Ted's king-size bed. As they stood beside it, he quickly unzipped her skirt and let it drop, then eased her out of her pantyhose and panties. It was the first time he'd seen her completely naked, and he couldn't get over what a fantastic body she had. Then Vicky was undressing him, making short work of his sweater and pants and shoes and socks.

She dropped to her knees to peel down his shorts. She carefully eased them over his belly hugging hard-on, and her eyes went big and hot at the sight of his swollen blue-veined dick. On their one other make-out session she'd touched his cock but had been too uptight to look at it. Now she saw that the shy chemistry teacher was hung like a bull.

"Mmmmm, gorgeous," she breathed.

"I hope you're not just gonna sit there looking at it," Ted teased.

"Oh, I'll do more than look," Vicky purred.

"Oh, Jesus," he gasped.

Suddenly her hot juicy tongue was on his naked cock, swirling and lathering. His shorts dropped to the floor, but he made no move to step out of them. He stood there and shivered with pleasure as the beautiful young teacher whipped her slick little tongue all over the hugely engorged head of his cock. Thick rivers of cream began to dribble from his piss hole, and to his delight Vicky tongued them up and greedily ate them.

"Mmmmmm, I love the taste of your cock, Ted," she moaned.

Ted stared dizzily down at her, hardly able to believe that this was the Miss Evans he'd been working with at school. That Miss Evans had been prim, repressed, and cold as ice. This Vicky was drooling all over his cock and gobbling up his cream as fast as she could get it. She'd changed, all right, and Ted was delighted with the results.

Now she was opening her red-glossed lips wide and bringing them down around the swollen head of his prick. Ted groaned and almost came. He loved being sucked off, but there weren't many dates in this small town who'd do it. Vicky went at it like a pro. She took over half his cock into the steam heat of her mouth, and she fisted and pumped the rest. As she caved in her cheeks and began to suck, Ted felt steady hot blasts of pleasure.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah, Vicky, that's great," he moaned.

He felt so dizzy with lust that he had to clutch her shoulders to keep from toppling over. Her mouth was deliciously snug, velvety and hot around his meat. Her head bobbed briskly up and down, and she applied a strong vacuum pressure to suction the cream out of his piss hole. This woman was starved for the taste of cock, and she wasn't bashful about showing it.

"Mmmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.

"Ahhhhh, fuckin' Christ," Ted panted.

He must have jacked off a hundred times to this very scene, the fantasy that Vicky Evans was on her knees before him, noisily and hungrily sucking him off. Now it was actually happening, and the reality was even better than the daydream. Ted felt his balls swelling to the point of explosion. His cock went out of control, jerking in her mouth and hammering into the back of her throat.

"Oh, Christ, Vicky, I'm gonna come," he warned.

Vicky just moaned hungrily and sucked even harder on his nearly-bursting cock, letting him know that she was eager for a whole mouthful of his jizz. That really blew him away. He clutched her shoulders and fucked her mouth, jerking his cock over her slippery tongue in quick urgent jabs. Another second later Vicky felt the first hot sting of jizz at the back of her throat.