Ray Strong - The naughty niece

"I know," the other girl replied. "I've had dreams of Daddy sticking his cock into me for years, but he's kind of stuffy about it. He's got this bug against incest, damn him!"

"But what about me?" the first girl whispered. "I'm only his niece. D'you think I could convince him to screw me?"

"Not while he's sober. But I'll tell you what. You help me bag your brother, and I'll help you nail Dad."

"Honest?"

"Cross my heart."

"It's a deal. When do we start?"

"Relax. Marty's out playing softball somewhere. We'll have to wait. Let's watch the end of this."

So the two girls focused their attention on the fuck action in the next room.

Lorelei was putting pressure on her knees, tensing herself to gallop up and down the length of his pulsing cock. She began riding hard, bouncing up and slamming down, feeling the buttery slipperiness of his tool as it probed into her cunt again and again. Each time she rode to the top of his fat fuck-pole, her pussylips would contract tightly around the knobby dome, squeezing and crushing and pressuring. And just when it seemed he couldn't hold out any longer, the cuntal grip eased itself and down she slid again, wildly rotating her hips until she'd gotten to the bottom of the hard meat, feeling the short, curly hairs tantalize the tenderness of her pussylips.

She leaned forward now, kissing his face, licking his lips, biting his earlobes while the hard points of her nipples sliced along his almost hairless chest. Lying flat the way he was, his belly seemed to recede into his body, never getting in the way. And then their lips locked together again in a long, hard, wet kiss. Her long, blonde hair had fallen down on either side, covering his face completely, teasing him as his mouth opened wider in an attempt to swallow up her lips.

All the while her ass continued riding up and down, slamming against his thighs, making his balk shudder, covering everything below with slick, hot, oily, pussy water.

Once again a finger of his reached for her asshole. Finding her sweat-slick crevice, it moved along until it found the pucker, then slowly moved in her bung, adding to the thousand tiny thrills charging through her body. It made her body writhe in undiluted, delicious ecstasy. Her tremble communicated itself to him, and for an instant he almost lost control of himself and came. At the last second he regained that self-control, still building the enjoyment within himself as her body once again rose to the heavenly top of his cock before charging straight down and almost smashing his pelvic bone.

He inserted his other hand between their joined crotches and his thumb began rubbing her quivering clitoris, massaging it and building her third climax of the day to reality. It would overpower her shottly, after which he would start thinking about his own come.

Realizing she was being a little selfish, Lorelei decided to return some of his sensations. She reached down with one hand and poked under his rump until she found his asshole. But his brownie was fighter than hers, and as she continued her rhythmic bounce on his steaming cock, she found it difficult to penetrate his bung. So she licked her finger a few times, making certain it was well-lubricated with saliva, after which she tried again, timing it to coincide with a downward thrust. He grunted as his asshole began opening, and little by little, as she continued bouncing, up and down on his mighty rod, she prodded her finger into the tight bung, thereby forcing his body to come slamming up to meet hers each time she was spiraling down. She had done this often, and purposely kept that one fingernail short. She could feel the sphincter of his bung relaxing, making the entrance that much easier. And her own body, responding to the combination of cock-thrusts in her leaking cunt, finger-jabs in her asshole, and her own finger knifing into his hung, began twitching and shuddering, not so much with an orgasm which was yet to come, but with the throbbing anticipation of it.

Now her large, weighty jugs were rolling against his chest, her spiky nipples rubbing his flesh, building the peak higher for the both of them. Her face was pressed to his, her burning cheek nuzzling his, her lips sucking on his earlobe and then biting into it, making him rotate all the more violently as her body continued lifting and rising to the cadence of both fingers thrusting in and out of their assholes.

He knew even more than she'd believed. He was touching her in places few men knew about, making her contort wildly, causing short, shocking spasms to blister their way through her body.

The two on looking girls, each of whom knew next to nothing about sex, were surprised to see their respective father and uncle so knowledgeable, and it enhanced his image in their minds even more. For all his weight, he had always been a lover in their eyes rather than a father or an uncle. Now they understood why. He seemed to radiate sexual knowledge, knowing how to make a woman totally happy. His constant pressure on her asshole with one finger and her cunt with the thumb of his other hand was driving the blonde into wild raptures.

Lorelei was insane with delight. The cock buried in her flaming quim wasn't the longest she'd ever had, but it was one of the thickest she'd ever fucked. It filled her cunt so sublimely, touching every part of her hole, she was shuddering each time she came churning down on it. How marvelous it was to feel such a fantastic breadth of meat stuffing her snatch with its solidity. It was at times like these she could understand the reason for her continual seeking of the perfect fuck. Instinctively she knew this wouldn't be it, but it would come damn close.

"Eat me," she suddenly begged. "Eat me out. Can you eat pussy as well as you fuck?"

Once again, on the near brink of orgasm, Ira Wahl pulled away from the body above his as she rolled off. As she lay flat, he fell on top of her in a sixty-nine position, letting her know, and rightly so, she wasn't getting something for nothing. In order to be eaten, she had to eat, herself.

His face jammed itself between her pulsating thighs, his hot sucking mouth clamping itself on the fiery lips of her burning pussy. His tongue stabbed into the deep, heated recesses of her blistering cunt, lapping out the heavy juices now beginning to heavily pour out, drinking the tasty ooze of her sweet and salty pussy. And then his tongue was flat against her quivering clitoris, lapping away wildly while three fingers suddenly went plunging in where his teeming cock had been, moments before. The fingers of his other hand were playing with her ass, the forefinger once again firmly entrenched in her tight, crushing asshole. He could feel the strong pressure of her smooth, velvety thighs as they clamped about his face, locking him into place, keeping his head from coming away. His tongue continued its wild pressure against her fully extended, vibrating cunt while his three fingers in her seething cunt continued pumping in and out, in and out.

At first, Lorelei was only aware of the tongue and lips working between her own thighs. Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and then, as charge after charge of lightning blazed through her churning twat, she realized something was hitting her in the face. That was when she understood his fat cock was there again, waiting for her to devour it.

Grabbing his flat, hairy ass, she pulled him down, ramming the full length of fat dong down her throat. The thick piece of salami was a plug of savory delight as she gobbled wildly, and then she felt his own heavy, meaty thighs close around her face. Despite the weight of his belly pressing into her throat and chest, she was again delighting in the taste of the heavy, juicy cock.

Her sucking on the violet knob brought an instantaneous response by him in the heavier tonguing of her swollen cunt. At one point he withdrew his tongue, surrounded the cunt with his hard teeth, and literally began to chew on it with more ferocity than she had applied to his cock. But then, before she could feel pain, he used his tongue to apply the balm of saliva, and now the girl was writhing in absolute sexual intoxication. By his very manner he had inspired her to want to do even more for him than he was doing for her. He was a rare one, all right, bringing her to two mounding culminations and now to the brink of a third without once thinking of himself.