Tim Peterson - First time for daughter

Blanche continued on her way down the hall and proceeded downstairs. She was drawn to the light in the living room, saw the television was still on. There was no sign of Lisa.

But then she saw Buddy lounging on the couch.

"Lie back on the bed," Lisa told Sam. "I'm gonna give you a real fuck."

He moved his ass to the edge of the bed and shifted farther onto it as he lay back on a couple of pillows. He watched eagerly as Lisa stepped up and stood over him on the bed, straddling his mid-section. Her pussy was on display.

She slid a hand down onto her cunt, stroking underneath and back up, flashing pink at him. "You like?"

"You know I do. Even more than your ass." Continuing to masturbate, letting her hips revolve sensuously, Lisa bent her knees and lowered deliberately into a squatting position. "Gonna fuck you. Gonna make you come."

Sam squirmed. His cock tensed and stood up at a virile angle. "Yeah, yeah!" he groaned. "Mmmm that pussy!"

Sinking low, she rubbed the heat of her crotch against his balls. Back and forth, around, caressing him, teasing his lust. Venturing forward, she brushed her pussy-folds up and down the underside of his back-angled prick. Her clit peak touched his hot flesh, setting off sparks, and she could resist no longer.

With her free hand Lisa reached down between her parted, folded legs and took hold of Sam's prick. She pointed his cock straight up into the air, shifted up over the drooling tip and took it into the yearning grasp of her pussy.

Letting go, sliding both hands out to her knees, she lowered onto Sam's prick. She rotated her hips, screwing downward, grinding his prick with her tight pussy-walls.

Finally the stretched lips of her cunt were kissing the base of Sam's fuck-rod. She squirmed, adding more weight onto his groin, getting all the cock be had to offer.

"Man, that feels good!" Sam enthused.

"Fine prick, too," she answered. "I can feel it bringing out the beast in me."

"Hot stuff! Make it happen, cutie."

It was her pleasure. After giving her the freedom he had given her, Lisa felt honor bound to reward him as best she knew how.

Balanced over him, she lifted and lowered on his upright fucker in relatively deliberate fashion. She twisted from side to side at the same time, giving his prick a pleasant, sexy going-over.

Lisa leaned back, propping herself on straight arms with both hands planted on the mattress. The strain on Sam's prick as she bent it forward inside her cuntal grasp brought a low groan from his throat. He lifted onto both elbows for a better view.

At first Lisa worked at his cock with an up-and-down angle, stoking his fires with the direct contact and with the view of her pussy giving out and taking in his fat fuck-rod. At the same time, she was getting his cock adjusted to the unfamiliar position.

Presently, Lisa lowered her ass onto Sam's thighs, bending his cock farther ahead. As she fucked, brushing her ass-cheeks over his thighs as she ground his prick-flesh with her cunt, Lisa saw a film of sweat break out on her cousin's brow.

She was smiling at him. "Good?"

"Too good. Sensational fucking."

His eyes were sharply focused on her spread legs, her cock-using cunt, her lovely tits. It seemed a wonder that he'd heard her at all. Just as she'd hoped, she was really wowing her most recent conquest.

"It's gonna get better," Lisa promised.

"How?" he wanted to know. "How can you make it better than this?"

"Oh," she said coyly, giving the middle finger of one hand a moistening suck, "I'm sure I can think of something."

"Shit," he grinned. "Are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?"

Lisa only smiled her wicked smile and resumed mouthing her finger. Then, almost abruptly, she rocked forward into an upright position on his cock. She reached down behind her with the moistened digit extended. Sam's legs spread of their own volition. She found his asshole with ease, and fucked her finger in.

Sam responded with a gasp and squirmed under Lisa. "Oh, Jesus!" he breathed. "I didn't think it would be that wild."

"Looks like I've got you right where I want you, don't I?" Lisa murmured.

To prove her point, she pulled her finger out and fucked it in, and fucked her pussy on his prick, giving him a double whammy.

"Oh shit, no, no, no!" he blathered helplessly. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come already!"

Lisa leaned back, knowing the effect it would have on him. She fucked up and down on his prick and finger-fucked his asshole without mercy. Sam kept squirming, helplessly trying to fight it, finally caving in and surrendering to Lisa's wild, wicked intentions as his hot cumload flooded her pussy.

Rain against the window and on the tin roof awoke Lisa the next morning. She'd always been a light sleeper, anyway.

In the strange room, in the strange bed, she was momentarily disoriented, but the sight of Sam's face brought it all back. They had had such a good time together that she hadn't been able to bring herself to leave. Even now, she wasn't crazy about the idea.

Buddy's bed remained empty. Hadn't even been touched. And it made her wonder just where he had spent the night, she decided to find out.

Clothes in hand, she stepped quietly out into the hall. Right away, she noticed her room door was halfway open and, peering in, she found Blanche's bed empty. Lisa put on a mini-robe and went to check the bathroom, and she found that empty, as well.

It was barely past dawn – awfully early for Blanche to be up and about. And the house was very quiet. And Lisa couldn't believe that Blanche and Buddy would be in with her parents, so that left downstairs only.

The television was on, snow filling the screen. As Lisa went to turn it off, killing a couple of lights along the way, she found them.

Blanche and Buddy were entwined on the couch, naked, asleep – probably from exhaustion.

Careless of them, Lisa thought, not to drag themselves off to a bedroom. Careless, or reckless, or daring. Why, anyone could just happen along and find them and… Hmmmm.

Did Lisa know an opportunity when she saw one or didn't she?

Blanche was on the outer half of the seat, facing Buddy on the inside. Her bottom leg was straight, the other one folded and resting on Buddy's hip. Her round ass was neatly tucked out and her pussy was vulnerable.

Lisa shrugged the robe from her shoulders. She drew taut inside with the knowledge that she was going to try to seduce her pretty aunt – taut with anticipation and excitement.

She knelt behind Blanche on the floor, for a moment uncertain of where to begin. Then she relaxed and let nature take its course.

A hand went to the inside of Blanche's thigh. Venturing higher, Lisa began to feel a husky sort of heat emanating from her aunt's crotch. Very tempting.

Letting her hand linger on the inside of the other thigh, Lisa leaned over Blanche and trailed the ends of her blonde hair up and down the woman's exposed flank. As expected, Blanche began to stir.

Lisa lowered soft lips to her aunt's body and played up and down her smooth-skinned flank. She leaned forward, letting her tongue-tip sneak out, and she licked at the outer curve of Blanche's tit. At the same time, Lisa cupped the woman's pussy in a slender hand.

"Huh?" Blanche said in a delicate voice as her eyes came open.

"I couldn't resist," the girl explained. "I hope you don't mind too much."

Still groggy, Blanche gave a lazy squirm, and full realization of her situation hit her.

"Oh," she sighed. "God!"

She was halfway onto her back now, and her tit was pointed straight up at the ceiling. Lisa nuzzled into the soft splendor of her tit. She eased her fingers to and fro on Blanche's pussy.

"You're a naughty girl," Blanche sighed sleepily. Then she smiled. "I ought to punish you with kisses."