Tim Peterson - First time for daughter

Sam lifted his ass off his heels and let he pull his briefs to his knees. Her eyes widened as his cock came into view and began bobbing about, a blind sex-demon in search of a warm, wet haven.

Lisa worked both legs back out behind her and lowered onto stomach and elbows as Sam sank his ass back to his heels. For a moment she held her head high, just looking at his big stiff fucker. She supposed cocks would always hold a strange fascination for her.

Finally, she lifted a hand over his thigh to enclose his prick in her smooth, warm grasp. She stroked his cock with scant friction, little caresses of getting acquainted.

His beautiful cock was pointing directly at her face, finally becoming too much to resist. She wiped the first drop of pre-cum from the piss slit, then jacked his prick until another bubble of pre-cum welled up. She sucked the cock-head in between her puckered lips.

She held her lips on his smooth prick-flesh, applying another suck that pulled her lips past the cock-head. Another pull took her farther. She went on down the prick-shaft like that, taking his cock in bit by bit, making a kind of ritual out of it.

It seemed to her that every go-round should serve as some kind of test to a person's imagination. Find something a little bit different to do.

It didn't take much to make it all like new.

His cock-hairs were tickling her nose and his balls were hot against her chin before she had to stop and pull back. This time she did it all in one, long suck, climbing all the way to his drooling cock-tip. Sam's head rolled back and he groaned heavily.

"God Almighty, girl! Where'd you learn to suck prick like that?"

"Well, Buddy may have had something to do with it," she admitted.

"You've… you've sucked your own brother?"

Lisa turned her head to one side and ran her lips down his cock. Sweeping upward, she twisted the other way and whisked down to the base.

Nearing the cock-tip again, she said: "For starters," and opened her mouth and took his prick into her mouth and throat.

"Shit, you've fucked him, too?"

"Aren't you glad?" she murmured between long, loving sucks. She felt vaguely hypnotized by his virile fucker, compelled to run her mouth up and down it with great care and devotion again and again.

Sam was leaning back, elbows dug into the edge of the mattress, looking down his body at her bobbing head and cock-stuffed mouth.

"Yeah," he grinned. "I'm glad. Real glad." He watched her sucking on his cock a while longer before finding the daring to ask: "Has he taught you to fuck as good as you suck?"

"I thought you'd never ask," she said, rising from his cock, moving onto all fours.

She had Sam straighten his legs out and slide his ass forward a little. She stood, then turned to face away as she straddled his upper thighs and settled onto her knees before him.

Leaning forward, hands on his knees for balance, she took his cock up into her cunt. She sank to his balls on the deep-reaching prick and, smiling, gave a groan of pure enjoyment.

She gave Sam a glance over a shoulder. "Still crazy about my ass?"

"Crazy!"

"Now you can watch it while I fuck you." He grinned, rubbing open hands against her ass.

Lisa rocked, easing her cunt up and down on Sam's cock-length with an appreciation for the way it spread her pussy-lips out and filled up her fuck-hole, making invisible sparks crackle along her clinging cunt-walls.

Lisa gave a giggle of glee. "Love your cock. Feels so good!"

"Have your fun," Sam said to her. "Make yourself come."

Lisa gave her ass a shake in reply. "Generous," she remarked.

"I've got some staying power in this cock of mine, and I love to get fucked. So go nuts." He gave her ass a slap of encouragement.

"You're so nice to me," she said.

She almost felt guilty. But it was what he wanted, and it was a change from Buddy, and later she would make everything up to him.

It was an unexpectedly potent kick to have a long, hard cock to amuse herself with. Like being given a grown-up toy for Christmas long after she'd grown tired of playing with dolls.

Lisa closed her eyes and let her mind concentrate on the luscious connection between her inflamed pussy and Sam's superb fucker. For the first time she had the freedom to simply experiment and explore, and she took advantage.

While getting fucked by Matt and Buddy, she'd been hit on some interesting spots. She sought them out now, and looked for others, and spent long moments drilling her interior soft places with unyielding prick. Slowly but surely, she was driving herself out of her mind with real fuck-thrills.

Her voluptuous young body gave a shudder of excitement and she whimpered. She was in her own world, and it revolved totally around prick and pussy.

Lisa lowered onto Sam's legs, knees spreading wide as she continued fucking up and down. She gripped his ankles as if in need of something to hold onto. She licked at the tops of his feet just to have more contact with him.

Sam saw an opportunity to give her a fresh thrill. He pointed a finger and wet it with his mouth, then lowered the tip to her spread ass. Her pink asshole was completely at his mercy, round and tiny and ripe for plucking.

Lisa gasped with surprise when she felt the wet pressure on her dainty asshole. He was pushing in, and at first she didn't know what to do about it. Then, with uncertainty, she started to feel a whole new excitement.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she chirped in a high-pitched tone, half-thrilled, half-frightened.

Sam's finger fucked deeper with an ease that surprised and thrilled her. It made her want to wriggle right along with it, and she did.

"Oooooooh!" she cooed. "Yeah, I like that!"

She felt his other hand push against an asscheek, urging her forward. His hand stayed put, causing her to slide ahead on cock and finger at the same time.

"Oh, God!" she gasped breathlessly. "Oh, God, that's so good!"

She rocked back swiftly onto the dual penetration, and it was like plugging herself into a generator of erotic arousal. She was instantly feverish for more, and was promptly riding Sam's cock and finger like a woman possessed.

She sailed through the nitty-gritty and swept into the waiting climax she had prepared for herself. The pangs of release hit her with a terrible intensity, making lights flash before her eyes and fireworks go off throughout her system.

That one finger could add so much to her pleasure amazed and intrigued Lisa. She wondered what other little tricks Sam might have up his sleeve.

Gliding into her aftermath, Lisa pushed herself upright. She felt his finger retreat from her asshole and both hands slide up her flanks. She sank fully onto his still-hard cock-shaft and leaned back against him. His hands closed on her tits as she turned her head and met Sam's mouth with a kiss.

"That was my best come yet," she told him. "You're my best fuck yet. I can't believe how uninhibited you are."

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Believe it."

Even with Lisa's absence and the complete quiet of the room, Blanche couldn't sleep. Even after all the activity and fresh air of the day, she couldn't sleep.

So much had changed in so short a time. So much had happened. And, most of all, so much had yet to happen. So many things that had hardly occurred to her before coming here.

Much too wound up, Blanche knew her only chance was to get up and walk off. Or spend some time in front of the television. Lisa must be down there still. Maybe they could talk.

Starting out of the room, the first thing she saw was the door to Buddy's room. If only Sam wasn't sharing it with him, then she would have a way to spend her energy.

Beth had fucked him, so she wouldn't have much trouble. Lucky Beth. She always had been one step ahead. She'd even gotten fucked by Uncle Dan first.