Ray Strong - The naughty niece

Abruptly she yanked her foot from his sucking mouth. He lunged for her, but she rolled off the sofa onto the floor as he hit the cushions.

"No more," she told him. "My foot can't take it. God! If that mouth of yours is as good in my pussy as it was with my feet, I'll have a hundred orgasms. Climb on top, Uncle Ira, start licking away, and let that wonderful prick and those marvelous balls dangle over my face."

Wahl didn't need to be urged a second time. He was in the sixty-nine position before she could finish speaking, his head between her thighs, staring down at the honey flowing from between those tantalizing pussylips. He wasted no time but sank his mouth directly between her thighs, latching onto the succulence of her dribbling cunt.

His tongue went straight for her hard, pearly clit, licking it wildly, slurping across it again and again as his lips felt the softness of her downy muff and his nose moved into the swampy slit of her anxious quiff. The prickling feeling of her pussy hair drove him insane, and he licked all the harder, sucking her quivering clit with all the power of his two lips, almost vacuuming it into his mouth.

The barest touch of her tongue running across the dangling tip of his fiery cock made him vibrate and shake, churning his body every which way. He could feel her hungering lips part and suck the tip of his blistering poker into her mouth and the sensation by itself drove him wild. But added to it was the knowledge it was Tracey's mouth doing the sucking, and he almost shot off then and there. God! She was a vampire, a leech the way she sucked and pulled with her lips while swabbing the head of his cock with her hot, slithery tongue again and again.

When his face finally sank into the morass of her bog like pussy, she closed her thighs tightly around his head, and with his fat, thick cock clogging her mouth, murmured, "Yes, yes, that's the way. Mmmmm!"

Wahl sent his tongue sluicing through the mouth of her sodden cunt lapping her blazing twat walls and slurping out the cream so he could drink it down. Her excitement, already at what she thought was a peak, began to climb even higher as her body writhed almost desperately under his slurping tongue. It sucked back and forth, rubbing her burning cunt walls again and again, then came snaking out to lick her flaming red button of flesh. With his cock halfway into her mouth, she moaned and sighed as his tongue began rimming the inside of her left outer labe, and then the inside of the right one. She vibrated like the tail of a jet plane as his tongue continued slobbering through her puffy gash, thrilling to the sweetish, salty taste of her dank pussy. He worked his tongue from side to side, opening her cuntlips even wider as she bounced wildly on the floor, slamming her crotch into his yearning, anxious face.

Wahl found he was spiraling his own body, his heavy balls slapping her nose and cheeks as her hands crawled all along his butt cheeks, one finger running up and down the crack of his hairy ass. The feel of her cheeks and nose touching his nuts made his cock seem to grow another half-inch then and there. It was either grow or burst open he was so overpowered with desire.

His body was once again perspiring heavily, and he was afraid she might be revolted by the odor of it. But the masculine scent of him only seemed to arouse her all the more. And so he sucked the syrupy fluid from her seething pussy, his tongue surging deeper and deeper into her gushing split. He spun his tongue across her nutlike clit, then sank into her scorching hole, only to withdraw and repeat the maneuver. Newer and greater turbulences swelled in her as she bounced wildly, arching her back to better receive the full pressure of his lapping tongue. She revolved her hips, and her butt would have bounced on the floor had he not had a handful of asscheek in each fist, tightly kneading and squeezing the taut, round globes as a forefinger toyed with her asshole much the same as one of hers was playing with his. And when his tongue left her dripping pussy to pay homage to her aching clit, he timed it so the finger near her asshole then moved to the sopping snatch and sank into it for an instant, coating itself with the tasty slime which it would then rub against the puckered entrance to her shit-chute.

Tracey began sucking his dick farther in, literally slurping all over the full length of his thick dong, and it was really thick. It seemed so massive it literally stretched her cheeks, rubbing against the roof of her mouth, her tongue, and the insides of both cheeks at once, while feeling the light scrape of her teeth. At one point he let himself down and almost strangled her with the length of his cock. She gagged, and he had to pull up again.

She let the weighty cock slide completely out of her mouth, then began licking his nuts, nipping the flesh with her teeth, sending all kinds of fiery quivers through his vibrating balls. And while her mouth nibbled at his nuts, one of her hands began tugging on the length of his hot tool while the forefinger of the other hand found the entrance to his asshole and began pushing in.

"I never realized an asshole could look so gorgeous," Tracey muttered. "It's absolutely fabulous the way it wrinkles up and seems to pucker, almost like it's waiting for a kiss."

His own finger was sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of the girl's tight asshole, and she began squealing as she literally punched her forefinger in the rest of the way. And then both were shoving their crotches hard against the other's face. She continued mouthing his balls and jerking his rod while he kept up the eating of her delectable pussy, drinking the free-flowing wine it released. And each continued pushing a finger into the hung of the other, causing the two asses to spin wildly.

She was approaching a climax, now. She knew it, but he, experienced as he was with women, also knew it. Her hand was tugging on his cock all the more wildly, her finger driving in and out of his tight asshole all the more swiftly. He swallowed her entire cunt, or so it seemed, as his tongue lapped and slurped and made the thick cream flow all the more freely, and then he squeezed her clit tightly between his lips, pressing hard, all but biting on it.

She squealed, then screamed, and began bucking madly as gushers of cunt water came jetting up into his face, flooding his eyes and nostrils.

"More!" she kept begging. "More!"

"More, huh?" he spat at her, sitting up and pressing his balls into her mouth. "I'll give you more. You said you wanted to be fucked. Well, fucked you'll be no matter how sorry I feel later on."

He had her flat on the floor, now. Her eyes seemed to glitter with a feral brightness in the light of the TV screen. He leaped up, yanking his crotch from her face, spun around, then fell flat on top of her. His thick, spongy knob began to press against her tight box, and for a moment Tracey feared he would split her in two with its thickness. The heavy knob began pushing harder, parting her tight labes, pressing itself into the squeezing confines of her frothing cunt, slick and heavy with the dew of her orgasm. In his cock went, all the way in, parting her cunt walls as if they were the entrance to the Red Sea, jamming his rod in to the balls. He filled her tight young snatch completely, stoppering the creaming cunt more effectively than a cork in the neck of a bottle. Tracey screeched, unaccustomed to having something so thick fill her. The stretching of her aching pussy walls brought a certain amount of unexpected pain, yet with it was the sweet rapture of hard, hot meat plumbing her cunt more effectively than any candle.

"Oh, God, Uncle Ira," she whispered. "You have no idea how long I've dreamed of this. You ye always been the man I've wanted first. Fuck me good. Make me really feel it. Don't be careful or tender. Really put the meat to me."