Mia Beddington - Passionate sis

Suddenly, Marcia enclosed the head of his cock fully in her mouth, still eagerly licking it on the sides and around the hole. As she sucked, she began to move her head up and down, swirling her tongue about in exquisite circles as she continually increased the force of her suction. Michael began to squeeze the girl's shoulders as her wet lips and tongue worked furiously on his enflamed organ. Once again, he was paying for his pleasure with pain, and once again Marcia was finding his behavior intolerable.

"Michael," she said, pulling her head away, "don't squeeze so hard!"

Michael felt himself grow angry at her interruption of his pleasure. He put his hands behind her head and pulled it down into his crotch. "More!" he commanded.

Again, Marcia began to suck on his member. As she ran her tongue along the length of his throbbing vein, Michael again found himself tightly clutching at the girl's shoulders. She tried to get up, but this time he held her head in his lap, hoping that she would forget about the pain and continue to treat him to the incomparable delight of a first-rate blow job. Marcia did not see things quite that way and instead sunk her teeth into the tender flesh of his organ. Michael cried out in pain and the girl pulled away.

"Listen," she said angrily, "no more bullshit! If you want somebody to hurt, you can count me out. What's the matter with you, anyway?"

Suddenly, the pain no longer seemed that important. Michael looked tenderly at the girl. No one had ever asked him what the matter was before.

"Do you really want to know?" he asked.

"Sure," she replied, putting her horniness aside for the moment in order to hear his story.

And Michael started to talk like he had never talked before. He told her about his parents and about the bad friends he had and about how he knew Steffi and about dealing pot and about how the police were looking for him and about how he was going to hide out in Marc's house for a few days. Marcia listened quietly, and when he finished she looked at him compassionately and tried to find words to relieve him of the embarrassment he obviously felt at having poured out his soul to a strange woman.

"And now," she said softly, "you're horny again."

"And now," he said unsmilingly, "I'm horny again."

"Well," she declared, a twinkle in her eye, "let's not waste anymore time talking about it. Let's get down to some serious Goddamn fucking!"

She thought she saw Michael almost smile as she flung herself back on the bed, her thighs parted and her arms extended in welcome. In a moment he was on top of her, his mouth on hers and his hands greedily cupping the fleshy cheeks of her full bottom. For a moment, they were each content just to lie there, holding on tightly to another human being who cared. Before long, the comfortable closeness of warm flesh reminded them both that they needed much more than just an affectionate embrace.

Suddenly, Michael sprang up in bed. Anxious though he was to sink his shaft into her hot damp cunt, he was aware of his sudden need to bring the girl to orgasm with his tongue. Kneeling between Marcia's spread legs, he placed a hand on each thigh and began to slowly slide his palms up and down the length of her lovely long legs, carefully avoiding the hairy juncture which she was now so eager to have him touch. Staring intently at her furry crotch, Michael was pleased to see the beads of perspiration which were beginning to accumulate in the wiry blonde hairs as he continued to caress her soft inner thighs, moving ever closer to her eager slit, but never quite making contact with it. Marcia moaned with frustration and cast pleading glances at her torturer as he continued to arouse her without attacking the ultimate source of her fulfillment. Michael moved his teasing fingers ever closer to her womanhood, greatly enjoying the big-breasted girl's anguished squirming. Finally, she could take no more of his teasing.

"Eat me, you son of a bitch!" she finally cried out desperately, echoing his earlier command more with need than with authority.

Michael swelled with inner satisfaction now as he slowly began to ease his head down toward her hairpie. His nose a mere inch from her lusciousness, he could smell the sweet juices which her cunt had been secreting in preparation. She writhed and twisted as his moustache tickled her labia, but still he withheld his tongue as he continued to stroke the soft warm flesh of her inner thighs with his fingertips. When he sensed that her lust had grown unbearable, Michael dropped his face fully into her lap and buried his tongue deep into the wet folds of her cunt.

Marcia cried out loud as the long awaited relief finally arrived, and Michael was determined to eat her out so well that she would be forced to admit that he could eat cunt better than most men could fuck. Licking her thoroughly, he tried not to miss a single tasty inch of her moist vaginal walls. The girl grew unbelievably wet as his tongue snaked up and down, in and out, exploring the full width and depth of her entire delicious cunt.

"My clit!" she moaned urgently. "Suck my clit!"

Michael was more than willing to cooperate. Closing his lips on her erect organ, he could feel Marcia shudder as he whipped his tongue about, lashing furiously at her tiny pink clitoris. His chin and moustache were sopping wet now and his own level of arousal was very high, but he was determined to see her come before he made her attend to his own very pressing needs. He licked and sucked as the girl arched her back, her fists tightly clenched in the unbearable tension.

"Faster!" she gasped. "Faster!"

Michael licked her harder and faster as if he wanted to lap up her juices as fast as she could produce them. Her tight fists began to pound the sides of the bed now as she rapidly approached her breaking point. Michael's tongue lapped mercilessly at her soggy slit, his mouth full of the fluids of her passion. His own lust was growing unbearable as well and, as he swallowed down the sticky sweet juices, he silently prayed that she would come soon. And come she did! Michael wondered if she wasn't going to wrench his tongue out of his mouth as her body jerked and bounced in spasmodic ecstasy. The bed creaked loudly under the rhythmic surging of Marcia's hips as the ultimate joys of Michael's tongue-lashing took their toll on her already overly-stimulated body.

"Good, good, good!" was all she could moan as her violent orgasm seemed to simultaneously tense and relax every muscle in her body. When it was finally over, she lay very still, exhausted but obviously very, very satisfied.

"Lie down with me," she whispered in what sounded like the voice of a little girl.

Michael was pleased that the girl's last suggestion had sounded more like a request than a command. Those feelings which he had had earlier, which vaguely resembled respect, were by now heavily over-shadowed by his lust. No longer remembered as the woman who cared about his troubles, she had been reduced in his mind to being just another piece of meat to jack off into. He lay down beside her and was immediately embraced by warm and passionate arms.

"Now," she said, blissfully unaware of the strange workings of Michael's mind, "I'm going to thank you."

With unanticipated energy, Marcia sprang up and knelt over him, her smooth round buttocks at his face. Taking his cock firmly in both hands, she began to massage his organ lovingly, almost as if she were milking it. Michael reached around for a handful of tit, and the two of them rubbed and caressed each other's sensitive parts in complete silence for several minutes. Marcia moved her hands to his balls as she finally spoke.

"And now, my dear," she said, "I believe that I will suck you off."

Michael's heart began to pound when he heard the girl's blunt announcement of her intentions. Meanwhile, Marcia had once again enveloped his cock in warm wet lips as she continued to gently rotate his tingling balls in her palms. She sucked on his member as if it were a lollipop, being extra sure to lick it firmly around the great red head. Michael could feel the throbbing in his vein as Marcia licked it up and down, up and down, sucking on the entire organ at the same time. To Michael's surprise, she had succeeded in grasping the entire length of his shaft in her mouth, and he could feel the smooth inner walls of her cheeks on his cock as the exquisite sucking continued. It was Michael's turn now to clench his fists tightly as Marcia began to alternately suck and blow on his organ, causing shivers of pleasure to race up and down the length of his entire body. He could feel the beginnings of the familiar pulsing when the girl suddenly pulled her head away.