Nick Eastwood - Horny naughty sister

He was wrong. She hadn't deliberately tried to suck him off. She hadn't even thought about it. She'd just gotten carried away with the hot excitement of sucking a cock for the very first time. But there was no point in telling him that. It was best just to do what he ordered. She stood up and went over to her desk. Nick followed, and with one sweep of his arm he cleared the desk top of purse, papers, and books.

"Up on the desk," he barked.

He arranged her in an obscene position, on her back with her ass and heels just at the edge of the desk, her legs spread wide. Vicky blushed hotly as he stood there staring at her exposed naked pussy. But at the same time she felt heart-pounding excitement. This was it she was going to lose her virginity at last. She was creaming uncontrollably.

"I've been wanting to do this to you for four years, teacher," Nick leered as he dropped his pants.

She had a quick glimpse of him fisting his rigid cock and thrusting it between her legs, and then she felt it. It was like a molten spear impaling her untried cunt, and it plunged to her depths in one greedy thrust. Her cunt was on fire, crammed with that throbbing boner. She'd never felt anything so exciting in her life.

"Unnnhhhhhhh, God," she gasped.

Leering down at his moaning, teacher, Nick began to fuck her hard. He pistoned his iron hard cock into her juicy little cunt, using quick hard jabs and making her big-titted body shudder with the impact. Vicky looked up at him with hot staring eyes, and then she closed her eyes tightly. She wanted to be fucked, but she didn't want to look at Nick's smug leering face. She blotted out his image and concentrated only on the hot blasts of pleasure in her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhh, my God, ohhhhhhhh," she gurgled.

"You like it, teacher?" Nick taunted. "You like how I'm fucking you?"

Vicky didn't reply. She was beyond words. She lay there moaning and gurgling in ecstasy as the boy's steel-hard cock reamed and crammed her horny little cunt. She realized that this was the sensation she'd been craving for years, ever since she became a woman. She knew that when she'd masturbated, it was only a poor substitute for a hard throbbing cock plunging to her depths.

"Ahhhhhhh, shit, your cunt's tight," Nick groaned, "so fuckin' hot and tight."

It ought to be tight – nobody had ever used it before. But it was juicy, too, and it expanded like elastic to accommodate his jack hammering cock. Vicky kept her legs wide open for him, wanting to take his plowing prick as deep as she could get it. She wanted to be thoroughly reamed, crammed full, to make up for all those sexless years. The harder and faster he fucked her, the faster she hurtled towards release.

"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss," she wailed, "do it to me hard, fuck hard."

Nick leered in triumph. He was going to make some taunting remark on her total surrender, but he was just too excited. He fucked into her with lightning speed, his swollen balls about to explode, and she took his pile-driving cock with screams of pleasure. He felt her tiny cunt going vise-tight around his dick, and he couldn't hold back his orgasm. Her cunt began to convulse, and he jetted his load into her.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" Vicky wailed.

"Take my come, teacher, awwwww!" Nick bellowed.

The moment he'd finished coming, he pulled out of her with a triumphant leer, zipping his jeans and hurrying out of the room. Vicky knew it was the last time she or anybody else in town would see Nick. He was probably congratulating himself on finally humiliating his teacher, but he'd have been astonished to know that he'd accomplished just the opposite.

For the first time in her life, Vicky Evans felt like a real, whole female.

Vicky found it hard to get to sleep that night, she was so stimulated and excited. Her mother had always told her that sex was painful and disgusting – and now she knew what a lie that was. She had to admit that she'd enjoyed every second of the fucking Nick had given her, and she definitely wanted more. A lot more.

She knew just the man she wanted it from, too – Ted Hansen. She sensed that the bashful chemistry teacher would be a real tiger in bed. The little sample she'd had of his love-making convinced her of that. So, as soon as her brother Van had visited and gone, Vicky intended to give Ted a call and suggest that they take up where they'd left off.

Meanwhile she'd just have to go horny. When her brother visited, she wanted to give him her full time, since he'd be there only three days. She wouldn't have time for dating. She'd just have to put her sex life on hold. But that wouldn't keep her from thinking about it and about all the exciting things she and Ted would be doing together, once they got the chance. She was pretty sure Ted wouldn't turn her down.

The next afternoon she met Van's plane at the local airport. Though they hadn't seen each other since they were little kids, twenty years ago, they had no trouble recognizing each other in the crowded waiting area. They were bath tall, brunette, and striking. Vicky was a gorgeous girl and, she discovered, her long-lost brother was a gorgeous man.

She stopped breathing for a moment when she spotted him. He was six feet tall, broad shouldered, and beautifully built. He was deeply tanned, and his thick but neatly trimmed mustache gave him a very sexy look. He saw her and flashed her a grin that made her dizzy. Then brother and sister rushed for each other and exchanged a breath-taking bear hug.

"Oh, Van, I'm so glad to see you," Vicky cried.

"Yeah, isn't it terrific?" he grinned. "Baby sister, I knew you'd be pretty, but I didn't expect you to be such a complete knock-out."

The feeling was mutual. Vicky was bowled over by her brother's good looks. So were a lot of other women in the airport, to judge from their stares. Van took Vicky's hand, and they quickly made their way through the crowd. He was traveling light, with only a piece of carryon luggage. The rest of his things were already on board the ship that was to take him to the Orient, he explained.

"How long will you be gone this time, Van?" Vicky asked wistfully.

"Years, like always," he said. "But I'm glad as hell I found you again before I left, Sis. At least we'll have a few days together."

"I guess that's better than none at all," Vicky sighed.

They got into her little red sports car, and to her surprise Van slipped his arm, around her shoulder and pulled her so close that their lips almost touched. "I didn't get to greet you properly back there, beautiful sister," he said softly.

He kissed her on the lips and not in a brotherly way. His moist hot tongue tip darted between her slightly parted lips, in and out in a sexy teasing way. Vicky melted against him, swept away in a sudden rush of lust. She'd been feeling horny since she woke up, but she hadn't realized her need was so urgent. She forced herself to come back to her senses, pulling away from him and blushing.

"Very funny, Van," she laughed, treating the whole thing as a joke. "Do you want to go straight to my house, or would you like to stop somewhere and eat?"

Van's brawn eyes seemed to pierce her. "Neither of the above," he smiled. "I feel like I need to unwind and get really clean. Is there a steam bath around here or a sauna?"

"Why, yes, we have a sauna place," Vicky said. "I can drop you off, then come back for you."

"Uh-uh, little sister," Van said, resting his hand on her knee as she drove, "I want us to be together every single moment of my visit."

So did Vicky, but she hadn't envisioned them spending any time naked. She'd only been to the sauna with women friends. So she felt pretty uptight as she drove them there and even more uptight when they were alone together in the changing room. But if Van was nervous, he sure didn't show it. He hummed and whistled and chatted as he began to take off his clothes.