Nan Bangcroft - Putting Out For Pop

But, what about Gabby? Micaela felt like her eyes were going to pop out of her head as she tore them away from Chris's cock. She located Gabby. She was with her dance partner. Lust was mingled with love here: they were lying side by side and staring into each other's eyes, as they fondled each other's sex. Gabby's slender hand was curled around Kerry's cock. Her thumb swept over the pink tip, spreading the shininess. Her thighs were parted, her dancer's legs gracefully angled. Kerry's finger was sliding gently and easily in and out of her cunny.

"Oh, Chris," Micaela moaned. Her fingers slid hesitantly over his smooth, strong chest, down his flat belly, crept into the thick forest at the base of his prick. She moved her fingers over that hot tower, and scalding lust stung her. She curled her fingers around his shaft, and recalled the last time she had felt that delicious hardness.

Chris shivered as she fingered his cock. He squirmed around to his side. His breath huffed on her soft tummy as he tried to reach her pussy with his mouth. Still fingering his pecker, Micaela rolled toward him. She watched his face nuzzle into her damp, auburn curls. The sudden touch of his lips and tongue wrenched a cry from her. She sank down on her back. The sun burned her face as Chris wormed his tongue into her twat.

Micaela tugged at the shaft in her hand. Her mouth was dry, her lips were parched. Her breasts were stinging from the incredible heat, though the heat was coming from inside her as well as out. Little wordless cries were wrung from her as Chris's teasing tongue ripped across her flaming clit.

Without really realizing she was doing it, she dragged Chris's cock to her lips. His drippings stung her sun-parched mouth, smearing her tongue with heavy essence. Then she was engulfing his swollen knob, tasting his hot meat. He plowed her cunt with his tongue, lapped up her copious flood.

Bucking in the sun, all pink and naked, Micaela sucked cock and let her pussy get eaten. She had a fleeting recollection of her mental vow to keep herself pure for her father. It was reduced to ashes by the flames in her gut The cinders were scattered by the winds of her lust.

Behind Chris, her two sisters were entangled with their own partners. Gabby lay on her back, her thighs split wide. Kerry was driving his cock into her cunt His shining shaft, glistening in the hard summer sun, split her, pumped into her hot pink depths. Her heels dug into the grass as she humped rhythmically in time with his steady pistoning. Her head was rolling from side to side.

Patty was on Al. His cock was still in her mouth and she had her nearly hairless pussy on his face. He was clutching her tight little ass as his tongue stroked along her seeping slit. She was getting half his monster dork into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she tried to suck the semen out of him. Her fingers played a mad tune on his testicles, then reached for his asshole. His hips bucked at the touch on his bung, and the head of his cock almost took the back of her head off.

Micaela was soaring toward a glittering star in the heavens. Chris's soft lips fastened on her clitoris and his tongue flicked against it like a blowtorch. Fountains of sparks bounced and danced through her insides. She whimpered around his cock, when it wasn't jamming her throat so tightly that she couldn't breathe. She wished she could swallow him.

She was going to cum. Her thighs opened and closed on Chris's head as he tormented her clit. Her guts knotted and writhed with lust as his skillful tongue sent her glands into high gear. Her nerves were blue-white fire. She sucked his dork, tried to trigger his thick, creamy eruption in her mouth. She recalled the way he had spurted and spouted, scalding her hands with his thick spermy goo. She wanted her mouth flooded with his essence.

His hips were thrusting and heaving in a primitive fucking motion, ramming his dick into her. His ass cheeks were clenching. She clutched them, steadied him, guided him, urged him on. Her nails bit into his tail as her orgasm erupted like the fireball of an atomic blast.

His cock rumbled like a subway tunnel with at* express train in it There was a sticky hot spattering at the back of her throat. Instantaneously, thick ooze smeared her tongue and teeth and palate, drenching her in rich scent. She had just managed to choke down the first wave of saliva and cum when the next spurt squirmed the length of his cock, and glutted her again. Then the jettings came in quick, hard globs. She was awash in a sea of cum, drowning in a whirlpool of semen, being bathed in gooey eruptions.

She swallowed, wallowing in the rich swamp of male jizm. She was glutted and exhausted. Her own cumming faded to an exquisite ache that forced her to dislodge Chris from her crotch. When he rolled to his back, his cock twisted and pulled out of her grasp, smearing her cheek with a chill stripe of spit and cum. She cuddled his big thigh.

She stared past his shrinking dick, and saw Patty. Her jaw and throat were working. Her fingers were clutching the pulsing, pumping tower of Al's cock. A thick, pearly drop of semen escaped her lips, oozed slowly down the bulky barrel of his cock and pooled* shining and shivering, in his bush.

Loud splashing made Micaela look toward the pond. Gabby and Kerry were thigh-deep in the water. They were splashing each other's groins as if dousing fires there.

A little later, refreshed by a dip in the icy mill pond, Micaela sat down with a beer. Everyone was sitting around companionably. They were all nude. She couldn't help studying the varied cocks and pussies. She felt a tingle of horniness as she stared. All the boys were half-hard. No one seemed to be trying not to look at all the bare crotches and tits.

"My sweet, innocent sisters," Micaela began wryly, "how long has this been going on?”

Patty giggled. "Months! But I'm still a virgin!”

"You got to be kidding," Chris snorted, and began stroking the inside of Micaela's thigh lovingly.

"Nope," Patty said proudly, sitting up straight. Her tits gleamed in the sun. "My cunt is, at least. Think I'll save it a while.”

‘Caela shook her head slowly.

"Been about six months for us," Gabby said quietly. She was holding Kerry's cock as casually as most people hold hands. His head was resting on her slender thigh. "We were rehearsing over at his place, and decided it would be easier and cooler if we were naked.”

"Are you still a virgin, Micaela?" Al asked.

"No, she's not…!" Patty started, then clapped her hand over her mouth.

Micaela gave her younger sister a hard look. "How do you know?”

"Just guessing," Patty answered vaguely and not very convincingly.

Gabby was staring at her beer. She looked guilty and a little scared.

"Go ahead, Patty. I’m not a virgin?" Micaela asked, very, very softly.

"I didn't say that," Patty stammered.

Micaela felt a slow, twisting stab of fear in her guts. “Yes, you did. And only two people in the whole world knew I wasn't," she went on softly. "I want to know how you found out. You weren't there the night it happened. You and Gabby were at the slumber party. What about you, Gabby? Did you know it, too?”

Gabby managed to meet Micaela's eyes, and nod tersely. "I knew.”

"How?" Micaela whispered, oblivious of the three boys. "How did you know?”

"He told us," Gabby answered with amazing calm.

"He told you!”

"How else?" Gabby asked.

"How could he," Micaela moaned. "How could he?”

"Who is this mysterious ‘he?' " Chris asked irritably, I never fucked you. So who the hell has?"

“We can't tell," Gabby said quickly.

“I'll bet I know," Al said. "Their father.”

“Their father!" Kerry exclaimed, lifting his head off Cabby's thigh.

"Who else?" Al asked. "Micaela hasn't dated anyone but Chris in the last six months. And if he didn't do it, and I don't see why he'd lie about it, there isn't anyone else it could be.”