Mark Carver - An affair with sis

Swinging his hips brutally, ramming his huge cock so far in her throat that he battered her, Al began shooting wild torrents of jism. Ellen's frantic mouth gulped, almost choking on the flood of tangy fuck-cream. Muffled screams of excitement rolled from her throat and she gulped the torrents down as fast as she could, amazed at the giant fountain of jism. No wonder Sandy had married him!

A deep healthy satisfaction rose in her blood as she milked his thick cock in her fist, happily sucking up the last few molten drops of jism. In her mad obsession for the lush brunette's pussy, for her strange games and teasing torture, Ellen had almost forgotten how exciting fucking with men could be.

She finally released his prick with a long shaking sigh, licking her lips, loving the pungent taste of jism. Somehow Sandy had gotten her hooked on oral sex, not just with delicious cunt, but with anything that shot off in her mouth. In the back other mind, Ellen sensed a deep change beginning to take place.

She still craved going clown on Al's hotly curved wife. She still hungered for sex with girls. But she knew she needed men now, too, that all her life she would be a passionate switch-hitter, hopping in bed with hung men and horny women both. She wasn't cured of Sandy by any means, but, she was relieved to find out the truth.

All Sandy had really done was to introduce Ellen to the best of both sex-worlds.

Ellen lay back on the bed, panting eagerly. She stroked her cunt-lips with her fingers, moaning and squirming her ass on the mattress, hotter than she'd been in a long time.

"Fuck me!" she begged. "Shove that beautiful cock inside my pussy as far as it'll go, Al! Wow, do I need it!"

When Al got horny, his prick never really went down. His prick ranged from rock-hard to semi-stiff, always braced for action. Fresh pussy, especially a slender mink like this one with her small, hotly panting tits and juicy looking cunt, kept him in nearly constant heat.

"What you need is what you get," Al told her, climbing on top of her. Now that her wanton mouth had taken the harsh edge off his lust, he could fuck like an electric fucking machine. As he noted about Ellen earlier, her quiet, smoldering type went ape for cock once she got rolling. The blowjob had gotten her rolling hike a locomotive, judging from her whimpers and blazing eyes.

He seized her naked ass in his hands, probing with his thick cock-knob. Eagerly, Ellen guided his prick-head against her hot, sucking cunt-lips. Al made a mental note to fuck her in her cute silken ass just before he left hex. From the way she trembled and moaned, she would go ape over ass-fucking too.

"Ease up a little," he told her when she gasped as he guided his flaming cock-knob inside her tight pussy. "You're too eager, too hungry, baby, just relax."

Ellen realized she was incredibly hot, turned on feverishly by the feel of his mammoth cock spurting in her mouth. But there was something else firing her lust, too. The thought that maybe, just a distant possibility right now, she and Al and Sandy could get together for a three-way. If Sandy ever forgave her for what she was going to tell her husband when this orgy of sucking and fucking was over.

Al managed to get four fucking inches of prick inside her fiery, squirming cunt. He started fucking with a relentless rhythm, while Ellen sobbed and wrapped her slender legs around his waist. She was so deeply thrilled at the feel of a hot cock in her tender cunt, after being raped by Sandy's immense dildo so many times, she started coming very quickly.

"Oh, Al, oh, Jesus, your big prick! Ooooo, God, it feels incredible! Oh, what a fuck, I can't believe it! Agh!"

"Not bad yourself, baby," Al gasped, fucking a little harder. In fact, Ellen had an extremely hot cunt, which she used with convulsive excitement on his prick. Each time Al fucked forward, she hugged his cock fiercely with her pussy-walls, sparking wild waves of pleasure through his prick.

They both began sweating, which intensified their lust as Ellen rubbed her swollen tits deliriously against his broad chest. She swung her ass in perfect rhythm to his fucking, biting his bare shoulder and clawing his hard ass with her nails. She began raving deliriously, as wave after wave of shattering bliss tore through her exploding pussy. Cunt-honey oozed on his fucking prick.

"Oh, Jesus, Al, oh, you stud! Oooooo, I almost forgot how wild it could be! Oh, that prick, ooooo, I'm coming againnnnnnnn! Your cock is beautiful! Eeeeee!"

Christ, Al thought, when was the last time she got fucked? She was acting as if she'd been without prick for years. He didn't have to exert any effort to keep from coming, in spite of her wild juicy little cunt. Not only had her feverish blowjob helped, but between his wife and his horny sister, he was hardly anxious about coming right now.

Low screams of ecstasy started rolling from Ellen's throat. She shook her head in a frenzy from side to side, a profound orgasm beginning to well up in her seething loins. She swung her ass in hot spasms of bliss, locking her ankles tighter around his back. She felt, insanely, as if she were losing her cherry, as if Al was the first man she'd ever fucked.

The truth of the matter was that Al was the first decent fuck she'd ever had from a man, almost a shock to her nervous system. One of the reasons the slender girl became Sandy's sex-slave so quickly was that the cunt crazed brunette took the trouble to get the girl's rocks off with devastating care.

Now Sandy's husband was doing the same thing for her, only in his own way. Most men who'd fucked Ellen simply hopped on and off, coming quickly, not giving her a chance to build up her own orgasms.

The rock-hard prick fucking steadily inside her gushing cunt right now was sparking maddening thrills in her blood, allowing her to come again and again. But it wasn't just Al's staying power, either.

When Al fucked a girl, he used a variety of tricks. At this moment, while Ellen wailed and shuddered her cunt madly on his cock, spraying cunt-honey all over the mattress in her frenzy, Al was fucking her with ten slow, dreamy strokes, followed by ten rapid, savage lunges of his hips. He kept this rhythm up for ten minutes, then shifted to a series of sharp back-and-forth strokes, quickly followed by a circular swinging of his hips.

Ellen thought she was losing her mind with raw passion. It was the first time she'd ever really felt a big, hot prick inside her, in every tiny membrane of her juicy cunt. Al fucked her so thoroughly in this manner for thirty minutes that Ellen came as she never came before in her life. Except with his wife, Sandy.

Dripping with sweat but enjoying himself leisurely, Al changed positions so he could catch his breath. He lay on his back and let Ellen straddle his hips, sitting up, facing him.

She lowered her dripping pussy onto his upright cock. She reared back her head and hissed, starting to fuck him with slow, hotly sensuous grinds of her cunt.

Al played with her panting tits meanwhile, stroking the silky-smooth flesh of her belly in a downward sweep, finding her clit-bud with his thumb. He played with that until the girl was screaming with deep ecstasy again. Whenever Al got his second wind like this, his prick felt like a hunk of pig iron, steely and erect like a monument.

The major reason Sandy had married Al was sex. Once she'd fucked him, she realized that if any man could cure her of her wild obsession for sex with girls, Al could. But he didn't. He satisfied her in every possible way a man could, but Sandy still hungered feverishly for sexy girls.

Riding his long cock like a saddle of lust, Ellen was coming again in slow, hot spasms of bliss in her cunt. Her original reason for fucking Al was simply a vengeful way to get back at Sandy. But all that was changed now because she hadn't expected it to be this good, not nearly this wild and beautiful. She needed men again, more than ever, had to feel a thrilling prick fucking her deep.