Norma Egan - The sister keeper

Ciardi pushed her gently away and began easing her dress down over her shoulders. His face was flushed and excited, and his big hands shook as he drew the dress down over her naked breasts, over her hips, uncovering her tiny pink panties. The dress slipped to the floor and Jennifer stepped out of it. Ciardi swallowed hard and bent to cup and kiss and suck her pretty tits. She let him do it for a few moments, her cunt creaming heavily as his hot tongue made her nipples quiver and spring erect.

Then she pushed him away and gave him a mischievous look.

"This is my seduction," she grinned. "I'm in charge! You just stand there and blush while I leer at you and undress you!"

He didn't blush, but he stood still as she began to unknot his tie. She felt him trembling almost imperceptibly. She grinned at him lewdly while she removed his tie and shift. His chest was thick with black hair, and she impulsively rubbed her breasts against him, enjoying the furry feeling. Then she reached for his belt buckle, smiling to herself at the huge bump of his crotch. Oh, she was turning him on, all right, even though he was trying to remain silent and dignified! She urged him out of his pants, shoes, and socks. His shorts were another matter – by now his cock and balls were so swollen that her work was difficult. At last, however, she had him completely undressed, and she stood back to admire her work, licking her lips as she gazed at his powerful, hairy body.

This time he did blush slightly, but tried to cover it with a laugh. "Well," he asked huskily. "Are you going to stare at me all night? Or are you going to take me to bed? You're the seducer, it's up to you."

"I think I'll play with you for a while," she said teasingly. She whisked off her panties, allowed him to gaze for a moment, then seized his hand, which dwarfed her own. "Come with me," she laughed.

Jennifer led Ciardi to a full-length mirror and had him stand squarely before it. Then she stood beside him. "Look," she said softly. "Isn't that a beautiful contrast?"

It was. They complemented each other perfectly – Jennifer dainty and golden and curved, Ciardi massive and hairy and dark. She gently took his cock in her hand and curled her fingers around it, holding it snugly as they studied the action in the mirror. She saw Ciardi's brown eyes grow hot, and he quickly slipped his hand around and eased a finger through her golden pussy to touch her clit. He rubbed it, and she sighed deeply. They saw a trickle of white cream gush from her cunt and run down her legs.

"Oh, darling!" moaned Jennifer. She let go his prick, swiftly knelt beside him, and then lifted the heavy, thick meat again, directing it to her mouth. When she had her lips around the glans, she gazed in the mirror again, and they both watched as she sucked the long, fat cock into her mouth.

"Oh, baby, baby!" moaned Ciardi. "That's sweet! Suck it for me a little, will you?"

She gladly obeyed. She loved the taste of his cock, loved its stiff weight on her tongue. She sucked it in as far as she could take it, about half its length, and drew in her cheeks sharply to make a juicy nest for it. Then she cupped his fat balls firmly and began to massage them in time with her vigorous sucking. She watched it all in the mirror – the wide stretching of her lips around his thick, white shaft, the rippling muscles of his hairy belly as he began to pump it to her, the feverish, glazed look in his eyes as he enjoyed all that she did. She reamed his glans with the stiff tip of her tongue, lapping up all his salty juice, and he moaned. She could have gone on for hours happily eating his cock, but after a few minutes he pulled out with a deep sigh.

"Jennifer," he panted, lifting her to her feet. "That was beautiful! Nobody's ever done that for me before! But I didn't want to come in your mouth. I have better ideas."

He picked her up and began to move toward the bed, but she laughed and protested, "Hold on, now! I'm the seducer, remember, and I call the shots!"

"Not any more you don't!" he replied, in a kind of growling laugh. "You've made me so horny, I can't wait any longer! So if you get raped now, it's all your own fault!"

He dropped her on the bed, and Jennifer shrieked and started to crawl away. Ciardi tackled her, and they rolled around on the bed, wrestling and laughing and panting. At last, however, he flipped her onto her back and pinned her. She loved the furry, broad weight of his belly and chest, but she was not trough playing. She went on giggling and trying to twist away as he wedged a knee between her legs. Gradually he forced her thighs apart, then settled down between them with a heavy sigh. She felt the hard, fat head of his cock in the hot, creamy indentation of her cuntmouth. Oh, she was ready for it! She wanted him like she'd never wanted a man before. She waited breathlessly for him to push it in, but he didn't move. She looked up in some surprise and saw that he was smiling at her in an odd way, as if waiting for her to do something. Suddenly she understood. Her cunt gushed hot juice, and her eyes glowed.

"Please, darling," she said in a warm, husky voice. "Put your cock in me! I want your cock!"

That was it – she could tell from his gratified eyes that he wanted her to spell it out, to tell him in the most explicit way how she wanted him. He licked her cheek, and she felt his thick, smooth penis glide into her cunt an inch or so. She was wild to get more of it.

"Yes, Charles, yes, stick it in!" she gasped. "All the way, darling! Let me have all of it!"

She felt a little more slow penetration, but she was impatient. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she thrust up hard with her hips, and sucked in with her vaginal muscles, trying to get fully penetrated. "Oh, Charles, more!" she squealed. "I want more of it! I want to feel your balls tickling my ass! Bury it in me, please!"

Jennifer gave a long, low animal groan of pleasure as Ciardi at last gratified her demand, shoving his thick cock roughly into her until he butted her word. "Oh, love!" she whimpered. "Yes, yes! I can feel it now, so big and good in my cunt! My God, yes!"

"Fine," he said blandly. "But what do I do now? I'm rather innocent, you see, and I have no idea how to proceed."

"Oh, Charles!" She had to laugh. There would always be his eccentric sense of humor, even when they fucked – but she didn't mind it any more. "All right, you poor virgin boy," she chuckled. "I'll have to instruct you. What you do is SHOVE, baby, shove!"

He laughed and obeyed, suddenly beginning to hammer her heatedly with his huge cock, stuffing her deliciously, his balls flapping hard against her ass. She squealed happily and arched her back to get the full force of his thrusts.

"This how you do it, lady?" he panted. "Is this how you want it?"

"Oh, Charles, for heaven's sake!" wailed Jennifer. "Will you please shut up and fuck me?"

There was silence for a while, except for the creaking of bedsprings and ragged breathing. Then Ciardi gasped, "Jennifer, I have a confession to make! I lied! I'm not a virgin!"

She kissed him to shut him up, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth and holding it there. She loved everything about him, even his ill-timed jokes. But right now, what she loved most was his magnificent, fat, pounding cock. She was wild for it, straining and bucking against him to get all of it deep in her belly. He fucked her viciously now, ramming her womb with each stroke, and still she could not have enough of it. Ciardi, sweating heavily, broke their kiss and breathed hotly against her neck.

"Jennifer," he groaned. "I'm going to come, darling, I can feel it! Can you come with me?"

"Oh, God, yes, yes, YES!" shrieked Jennifer, wrapping her legs violently around his ass, digging him deep into her, trapping his squirting cock so that it sprayed the very door of her womb. "Give it all to me!" A violent orgasm racked her body, and she clung to him as tightly as she could, wild to take all his seed into her gulping womb, surrendering herself to him as she could do to no other man.