Ray Strong - The naughty niece

At first he thought she was crazy, but when she repeated the plea, he reach bed under and plunged a finger into her asshole, making her to rise even higher each time he slammed down into her snatch.

"Wow!" she screamed, and the sound of her voice made his body jerk against hers all the more strongly. There was still a little soap on his finger, and it slid right in her bung, almost all the way. When he saw the way she was responding to his finger, he began sawing it in and out of her shifter in rhythm to the way his heavy cock was plunging into her hungering cunt. Soon he was not only plunging it in and out, but moving it circularly as well. It made her rebound from the bottom of the stall even more vigorously, and he suddenly realized there was no way in the world he was going to hold back his load. It suddenly came erupting from his balls and washing into her clinging cunt, flooding her with rivers of white sperm.

The heat and quantity of the cum-flood set her off again. There, on the shower floor, she bucked like a wild mare as she began coming a second time, feeling her climax totally overwhelm her. Her arms and le tightly crushed him to her, and with one and he held solidly onto her while his other hand continued running the forefinger in and out of her bouncing asshole. The jizz continued spurting from his cock into her twitching cunt until there just wasn't any left.

Afterward, when they finished dressing, Uncle Ira walked in, and Marty introduced Lorelei to him.

Marty never saw Lorelei pass when she left his uncle. She had taken a route behind the summer homes, while he was walking in front of them. There were no paved streets in the area, and the potholes didn't do the cars much good.

He was thinking of Lorelei as he headed for the cottage, and just missed seeing his uncle drive off to pick up some groceries. He felt horny, as he had the previous time. Working out whetted his sexual appetite, and though he wanted nothing to do with most of the beach girls, he would have loved getting into Lorelei's sweet pussy again. The trouble was, she wouldn't let him. Each male who laid her laid her for one time only. But he sure as shit could have used a good hot cunt.

He went right into the bathroom and took a shower, washing the sand, salt, and sweat from his body, then went to his room and put on a pair of tight shorts and sandals. As he finished combing his hair, he heard some funny sounds. He stopped combing and listened. At first he heard a girlish giggle, and then he beard sighing. It was faint, and he realized the noises were coming from the room his sister shared with his cousin.

Good God! he thought to himself. What the hell could the two of them be doing in there?

Walking to their closed, door, he pressed his ear to it and listened.

"A little higher, Pam," he could hear Tracey's voice saying. "Get my clit. Get my clit. Oooooh, that's it, lick it good!"

Get her cunt! Lick it good? Cousin Pam was eating out his sister? Shit! This he had to see.

Leaving the house, he walked around to the side where the girls' bedroom window was located. As he neared it, he saw the blind was down, but the window was open and a breeze was pushing the blind a little bit away from the sill. There was less than an inch of seeing space, but Marty looked, and sure enough, there was his sister, lying on the bed, her naked body glistening with perspiration while Pam knelt between the girl's thighs, wildly eating out Tracey's cunt just like he had eaten Lorelei's not too long ago.

Christ! The sight of them naked, beautiful, delightfully put-together made his swollen prick want to tear right through his clothes. Shit! He'd known his sister was starting to fill out nicely. He had watched her undress when they were back home and she was in the bathroom. She had the dumb habit of forgetting to close the door all the way, much less locking it. And more than once he had gotten glimpses of the way she was developing. And as her body had developed, so had his lust for her.

But Cousin Pam. There was a body of a different size and shape. Pam was shorter than Tracey, but larger in every other way. The way her buns swelled made him itch to plunge his anxious cock between the two luscious cheeks. And when she sat up for a moment to catch a breath of air, he got a profile view of her tits, and – wow! Double wow! One wow for each tit. They were larger than Lorelei's, and rounder. Her nipples looked to be thicker, too, although it was difficult to tell from that distance while glancing beneath a window blind.

"Remember," she was saying to Tracey, "I want to feel that cock of your brother's inside me before the end of the week. Heck! He was the main reason I agreed to come here with Daddy this year."

Marty's ears were burning. Pam wanted him to fuck her! Well, he'd be damned if he'd disappoint her. Hell! Maybe his sister would get so hot at the sight of his dick, she'd want to feel it running into her cunt, too. Goddamn! Wouldn't it be something to be able to fuck both girls all summer long? And he wouldn't have to share them with Hairy Harry or Bob, either. They'd be all his.

He was tempted to break in on them then and there, but then he changed his mind. Busting in at that time would startle them and drain some of the sexual desire from them. They'd feel caught, trapped, and perhaps they wouldn't respond to his approach as readily. He wanted them at the peak of their heat.

He also realized the only smart way to nail them was one at a time. He'd fuck Pam, first. In fact, since Pam was so hot for him, he'd wait for her to make the first move. Then, after he and Pam were fucking on a regular basis, he'd somehow get his cousin to can his sister into watching a performance. Tracey was every bit as hot-blooded as he was, and he knew she'd never be able to just sit there and watch while they fucked. She'd soon be participating in some minor way, even if it was just squeezing his balls while he pumped his hot seed into Pam's burning pussy. And then he'd have her.

The evening would be the best time. Uncle Ira was always out with his friends, either playing cards or some such thing, and he'd be alone with the girls as he'd been ever since they'd come to the bungalow a week earlier. Christ! A whole week wasted. Just think, he could have been fucking the two of them, Pam certainly, for a whole week. Well, he'd sure as shit make up for it. All he had to do was keep control of himself until the girls made the first move, and from what he'd seen, it would be very shortly.

It would have been an even more perfect summer if Aunt Harriet, Uncle Ira's wife, had come along. God! Talk about a woman being built. Harriet Wahl was a mere five feet one inch tall, but she had round, full tits just like her daughter Pam, only her hair was midnight-black. Her face was different from her daughter's. True, Pam bore some kind of resemblance to her mother, but unless one saw the two of them together, one would never notice it.

Aunt Harriet, being a little older, was also a little heavier than her chubby daughter, though on her it wasn't baby fat. Even so, she was a luscious bundle of flesh, and Marty had dreamed of fucking his aunt for as long as he could remember.

Marty had no idea that Uncle Ira, already on the main street of the small village, had stopped at the local telegraph office to wire Harriet in Europe. Ira Wahl knew his wife better than anyone, and he realized she would already be getting lonely with her tour itinerary.

He had no doubt she had already gotten laid by a couple of suave Europeans, probably one Frenchman and one Italian. She had a strong craving for cock, just as he hungered for cunt, and when they took their separate vacations, each always fucked members of the opposite sex, though Ira Wahl, having gained a lot of weight, had not been sure he would be attractive to girls that year. That was why Lorelei had been such a pleasant surprise.