John Douglas - Stepmother Lover

She knew that Ted would enjoy the caress of her hot tongue on his prick, and she was equally certain that she would find pleasure in complying with his request. Not only would she be pleasing him, but she would be satisfying a dark hunger that was building in her mouth and throat, a hunger to taste more of that slippery juice that seeped from his hard cock.

At school, Linda had heard some of the girls talk about "giving head" or "going down" on their dates, but she had never considered the act as something she would be so eager to try.

She was uncertain as to just what she should do, aside from obeying Ted's thinly disguised command. The prick was much too large to fit between her teeth, unless she strained her jaw uncomfortably. But, she mused, moistening her lips and yielding to the slight pressure of his hand, it would be wonderful to feel that smooth, slick head inside her mouth.

Her tongue snaked out to slide upward from just beneath the V to lick the little accumulation of liquid from the pulsating hardness, lingering to tease the tiny slit, when she felt his body tremble in immediate response.

"Does it feel good?" she whispered, moving her lips against the slippery membrane.

"Wonderful!" he breathed, stroking her hair. "Take it in your mouth, Linda, and suck it!"

"I don't know how," she complained, licking that small area of sensitive flesh again, and wiggling her tongue to massage the already tingling glans. "I'd do it all wrong!"

"Just do it the way you want to!" he encouraged. "Don't worry about anything else." He tilted her head so that he could see her worried eyes. "You do want to suck my cock, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!" was her quick and excited rejoinder. "I want to make you feel good!"

His hand held her head in place, the tip of his cock bumping her chin when she tried to reach it with her extended tongue.

"Never mind about me," he insisted. "Do you want it?"

"More than anything else in the world!" She struggled against his hand.

"Please, Please, Ted! Let me have it!"

She opened her mouth wide, feeling the strain in the muscles of her jaw, and slid her wet lips about the huge knob. It touched her teeth, and she managed to separate her jaws still more, enabling the flaring corona to slip past, caught between her tongue and the roof of her mouth.

She held him there, wriggling her tongue beneath the plump head, tightening her lips about the thick shaft, and applying a gentle suction that wrested a groan of pleasure from her brother's throat.

"Goddamn!" he rasped, his voice thick with lust. "This is what I've been dreaming of for years! My baby sister chewing on my dick like a stick of candy! Pretend it's got a creamy center, Linda, and you're trying to suck it out! Just keep sucking on it and licking the head with that crazy tongue till you make it come!"

Linda no longer felt the ache in her straining jaw. The taste and feel of that delicious prick blotted out all other sensations and she sucked it with little whines of lust, bathing it in saliva, then drawing the mixture back and into her throat while her tongue lashed it with furious swirling.

"Play with my balls!" he hissed, forcing her hands from his cock and replacing them with a swift curling of his own strong fingers. He pumped the thick shaft, keeping the head firmly inserted in Linda's nursing mouth, but nudging her lips with each stroke, his forefinger and thumb touching the strained circle of wet redness.

Her hands eased between his thighs, fondling the heavy orbs in their pliant sac, hefting them and rolling them inside the oily pocket with instinctive gentleness. Her tongue flogged the throbbing head, extracting repeated globs of that delicious juice from its slitted vent, and she whimpered with pleasure as the slippery tartness bathed her throat.

She felt the prick begin a voluptuous sliding between her lips, the slick knob pushing over her writhing tongue, then pulling back to where the corona was trapped by her teeth. Ted's fist shaped a corridor for the shaft, and he hunched the cock through it, working the head in her mouth with short strokes that jabbed it against her palate.

"Are you going to drink my come, Sis?" he panted, the circle of his fingers jamming against her lips with a steady drumming. "Are you gonna swallow it for me?"

Linda managed a nod that bobbled the cockhead inside her oral grip, and her fingers fluttered hotly about his dangling balls as she sucked with more powerful tugs. Through passion-flared nostrils, she gave a soft whine of greed that made him fuck her wet lips with more rapid strokes, feeding more of the big prick into her mouth, driving past her palate to bump the soft arch that shivered convulsively at the erotic touch.

She strained her jaw to make more room for the meaty shaft, executing a little chewing motion that opened the path for his prick, then tightened around its withdrawal in delicious suction.

Over her own soft whimpers and liquid slurpings, she could hear Ted's quick gasps of pleasure as he worked the prick back and forth, his hips jerking and quivering, and his balls tightening in her fondling fingers.

"Now, Sis!" he exclaimed. "Suck it hard! Oh, damn! Suck it!"

Linda was unprepared for the gush of creamy semen that spurted over her tongue and into her throat. She had expected more of that same juice she had drawn from the cock, but not the flood of warm sperm that bathed her tonsils and made her gag before she could swallow it down.

There was more. Jet after jet of the ropey come filled her mouth, forcing its way back between her lips and the shaft to trickle down her chin and her rapidly gulping throat. She tried swallowing faster but the volume of male juice was too much.

Her tongue, cradling the massive head of his prick, wriggled in happy undulations that drew the last creamy drops from his pulsating glans, and she claimed them with a soft moan of joy.

No longer concerned with the possible wrongness of what she had done, Linda was satisfied that she had made her brother feel good. Of that, she was quite certain. His husky cries as she drained his cock were sufficient evidence of his pleasure.

Releasing his prick, she ran her tongue about her lips with a hungry licking motion, gathering the spillage of sticky sperm, and drawing it inside her aching mouth, savoring the bland flavor of his semen.

"Did I do it right, Ted?" she asked, her lips, slightly puffed from their labor, curving in a sensuous smile. "Did I make it feel good?"

He curled his forefinger, sliding it upward beneath her chin and gathering the come that had trickled beyond the reach of her tongue.

Slowly, grinning at her surprised expression, he poked the creamsmeared knuckle into her mouth, feeling her hot lapping as she sucked the residue of his ejaculation.

"It was good, Sis," he murmured, removing his finger and pushing the head of his spent cock forward to rub against her parted lips. "But you could do a lot better with a little practice."

Linda's eyes brightened perceptibly. "Are we going to do it again?"

He chuckled, pushing her back on the bed and covering her warm breasts with his hairy chest. His mouth sought hers, tasting his own sperm in a tongue-driving kiss, waiting until it was over before he answered.

"Not tonight, little Sister." He shifted his weight to lick one strutted nipple, coating it with saliva and rubbing his cheek against its sensitive tip. She squirmed at the slight rasping of his beard growth.

Gathering his clothing, he walked to the door, giving her a slow wink as he said, "Dream about all the things you've wanted us to do. If you're a good girl, we'll do them."

Linda was smiling happily when the door closed behind him, her fingers already dipping between her wet thighs.