Ray Mills: Easy horny sister

She had never dreamed anything remotely like that before, and she couldn't get the erotic vision out of her mind. The rest of the night she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

And when Mona and John got up in the morning she pretended to still be asleep until they left for work.

"She must be exhausted from the trip, poor thing," Mona said, standing next to the sofa.

John came over and nuzzled Mona's neck, slipping one hand up under her skirt and diddling her cunt with his fingers. "See? If she slept that soundly she couldn't have heard us," he murmured.

Through a slight crack in her eyelids, Candy could see Mona swirling her hips, pushing her cunt against his hand.

"Ummmm, if you keep that up," her sister whispered to him, "we'll just have to go in the bedroom and do it again."

Mona reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. They started kissing passionately. Oh God, Candy thought. Not again. I've barely got over the one last night. You two are determined to make me the horniest person in town.

But suddenly they broke off their kiss. "I'm going to be late, darling," Mona said.

"A few minutes won't hurt," John said, trying to coax her into the bedroom.

"Is that all you want, a quickie?" Mona rearranged her clothes. "Just you wait till tonight. If you're a good boy, I'll let you ring both my bells at once." She winked at him.

After they left, Candy lay there thinking, Now what did she mean by that? Whatever ringing both her bells meant, it sounded wildly erotic. The memory of the dream with the huge cock fucking her came back. She could feel her heart racing again.

Knowing she was alone in the apartment now, she kicked the covers off and ran her hands over her naked body, under her nightgown. God, I'm so hot! she thought. I wish Rick was here now. I bet I wouldn't have any trouble coming if he just touched my pussy with his prick.

She lifted her nightie over her head and pulled it off her arms.

I really shouldn't be doing this, she thought. But God, they got me so heated up with all their moaning and panting. I'm just burning up inside. I need to be fucked.

She blushed as the dirty words came easily to mind. Looking down at her naked young body, she realized that her body was exceptionally beautiful and well shaped. She had golden blonde hair and rich creamy skin, velvety to the touch of her caressing fingers.

Her tits were full and pear shaped, not too big, but very firm and round. Her nipples were swollen coral buds with long, springy centers. Right now they ached and pulsed. She fucked them with her fingers, gasping suddenly as hot arrows of desire shot through her body from her tits.

"Unnhhhh!" she gasped aloud.

Her body writhed helplessly. She caressed the tapering sweep of her slender waist, and the silky flat expanse of her stomach.

My body is awfully pretty, isn't it? she thought to herself. Men want me. And if I feel this way, why shouldn't I let one of them have me? I wonder what fucking would be like with John?

But immediately she realized that thinking in such a way about her own sister's husband was rotten. Still, the sensations her hands were arousing in her body made it impossible for her to ignore the fantasy. As if his lips were kissing me right here, she thought. And here.

"Ahhhhhh!" she sighed.

Her hands dipped between her parted thighs. With her fingers she stroked her silky crotch hair, biting her lower lip with anticipation. Should I do it? she asked herself. It's been years since I touched myself. I always felt so guilty when I did it. But now I can't stop. I know I can't!

"Unnghghh!" she grunted softly as her fingers grazed the wet lips of her pussy.

Oh God! Yes! Yessss! Go ahead! her mind yelled at her.

Her young flesh shuddered with lust. She could see her round fleshy tits jiggle, could see her thick nipples grow tight. With her free hand she pinched her nipples, wishing desperately that someone were there to suck them.

With one finger of her other hand she rubbed open the oozing groove between her aching countless. Her back arched instinctively. The pleasure in her pussy was so intense she could hardly bear the feelings.

"God, it feels good! It feels so God!" she panted.

She began to swirl her ass slowly in rhythmic fuck-motions. At the same time she slid two fingers into her cunt, pushing them in deep. With her thumb she rubbed her swollen clit in circles.

"Aannnnggghhh!" She almost swooned. "Oh shit! Ohhnnn! Anghhh!"

By now her body was twisting and churning uncontrollably on the sofa. She dug her heels into the cushions, shimmying her ass, pushing her pussy up against her fucking hand. She moved her wrist so that the two fingers she had fucked into her cunt could scissor her clit at the same time.

Now when she moved her hand she almost came unglued. She had forgotten how intense the orgasms were that she used to get this way. But now her body erupted in flames. Hot flashes of incredible pleasure streaked through her flesh.

"Oh yes!" she panted, flipping and churning her hips, fucking her pussy faster and faster. "Oh yes! Yesssssss!"

Her free hand squeezed her hot tits sharply. Finally, on the edge of a violent climax, she withdrew her fingers from her cunt and rubbed her tingling cunt wildly. She held her breath and gritted her teeth. God, it's here! God, it's here! she thought wildly.

"Anngghhiiiieeeee!" she shrieked, her trembling young body wracked by the spasms of an explosive climax. "Oh! Oh! Unnnhhhggghhheeeeee! Ohhhhhhhnnnnnnn! Unnnneeeee!"

The hot come poured through her wildly thrashing body in wave after wave of excruciating delight. She kept diddling her cunt and soon another orgasm followed the first, almost strangling her with pleasure.

When it was finally over she lay gasping and exhausted, her hand still hanging listlessly between her gaping thighs. I can't believe it, she thought, amazed at the power of her climaxes.

"I just can't believe it," she murmured, sighing heavily. "It must have been that way because I haven't come for so many months."

She couldn't even remember how long it had been since she had last come. But she knew that however long it was, she didn't want to go that long again. Even if it made coming as violent and powerful as this. She still felt like she had done something vaguely sinful.

And having thought of her sister's husband while doing it didn't make her feel any better about what she had done.

Oh well, she thought, I guess I'll just have to find a boyfriend here in the big city. One who can take care of my needs in the normal way.

But where would she find a boyfriend who would be able to fuck as good as she imagined her brother-in-law could?

Instead of looking for a job right away, on only her second day, Candy spent her time exploring the streets and stores. She walked around and rode the bus through the city, marveling at all the sights and the strange variety of people.

Although she couldn't help being beautiful and having a great body, she was still made uncomfortable by the way all the men stared at her. It sometimes seemed as if they wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right there on the sidewalk, in front of everybody.

She had forgotten to wear a bra, and her nipples slid provocatively under the cloth of her shirt. The big swollen bumps drew men's eyes like magnets did iron nails. They all looked like they wanted to devour her titties.

The way they looked at her excited Candy, but at the same time their looks made her nervous. She was not used to such transparently lustful stares. At least back home they might have wanted to fuck me, she thought, but they were a little more discreet about it. They didn't leer at me like they were going to rape me on the spot.