Jeff Collins - Hot to trot neighbors

"It is the way to do it, Ernie," Jennie had told him. "She saw and heard Frank and me the other flight. The way that brute fucks a woman surely gave her a lopsided view of sex!"

"Yeah, but seeing us – her uncle and her mother – going at it is going to fuck up her head just as much."

"Oh, no it won't. Now come on over!"

So Ernie left the motel and drove to his brother's summer house. Jennie was waiting for him on the porch. As usual, just the sight of her made his dick start to rise.

"Is she here?"

"No," Jennie replied, anger in her voice. "The little shit has screwed us up!"

"How?"

"She called from the Wilsons. She's spending the night with her friend, Eunice!"

Ernie sighed with relief. He wouldn't mind fucking his beautiful young niece, but he really hated the way Jennie wanted to make it happen.

"Well, there's always another time," he said, moving across the porch toward her. "Actually, maybe it's for the best. I've bated sneaking around motels with you, Jennie. Tonight we can have a wild one right here at the house."

Jennie smiled. "Maybe you're right."

Ernie reached out and took her hand. He thought he felt it tremble slightly, and knew she was ready. "Want a drink first?"

"Not especially," she said. Her voice had a slight husky quiver to it, and she kept looking him directly in the eyes.

He drew her close to him, and his hungry mouth covered hers. Her mouth was small, very warm and responsive. Her tongue entered between his lips to collide with his as it moved forward. Their tongues twisted and stroked.

He tightened his arm more snugly around her. There was a great amount of sexuality in Jennie, and it hit him in a powerful way. Her hard tits dug into his chest. Her firm belly pressed his cock and balls.

Their kiss heightened in passion, their tongues thrashing wildly. The hot breath from her nostrils struck his cheek in quick bursts. He slid a hand down her back and passed it lightly over her ass. Her cheeks were rounded and taut.

"Your ass is fantastic!"

"So's your cock… let's fuck!"

He grasped her flaring skirt and pulled it up. He slid his hand over the folds of cloth until it was on the bare backs of her thighs. He felt a tremor of excitement pass through her as he touched her, and the pleasure he derived from the contact was no less intense.

As he continued to kiss her hungrily, he slid his hand up onto her lovely ass, which was sheathed in very thin panties. He petted her quivery buttocks and patted them.

Jennie pulled her mouth from his and gasped, "Ohhh, let's find a bed… hurry!"

"We don't need a bed," he told her, panting. "We can do what we want right here. In fact, I want to do it here!"

She didn't argue. She felt his hot cock poking against her belly, and she wanted it to do some deeper poking, as quickly as possible. The house was well hidden from view by the dense forest of trees, so she was sure that no one could see them.

They sank to the porch floor. Ernie immediately pushed her skirt up waist-high, and gazed at the beauty of her legs and belly. He glided his hand down across her soft tummy, over her dark cuntal mound, and between her long, slender legs. Jennie immediately spread her legs wide apart. He rubbed the narrow band of pink nylon between her thighs, pressing the sheer cloth against the soft, hair covered lips of her pussy.

Jennie whined and writhed, lifting her arms to him. She drew him down to her mouth and he raped it with his tongue. She clamped onto his tongue with her teeth and lips and sucked at it hungrily.

Ernie's cock was surging against his shorts and pants. He kept fingering her between the legs, and juice seeped out of her sweet pussy, saturating her panties and moistening his fingers.

She was hot. It was obvious that she wanted to be fucked. And Ernie wanted her as badly as she wanted him.

He moved his hand to the top of her panties and slipped his fingers under the elastic band. He slid it down her belly, through the tuft on her cunt mound, and onto the soft lips, dewy with desire. He fingered her beautiful cunt.

As his middle finger stroked her clit and glided between her lips to the hot, pulsating mouth of her pussy, Jennie broke their kiss and panted, "Ohhh, Ernie, fuck me… fuck me!"

Quickly he withdrew his hand from her panties and gripped them with both hands. He stripped the garment down, uncovering her, dark fur and the delightful pink meat it surrounded. As soon as he had pulled the panties off, Jennie lifted her legs and kicked them playfully at him. He gazed down between them at the dribbling lips of her cunt and couldn't resist the temptation to eat her.

He stooped to his knees and brought his lips against the juicy meat of her cunt, sinking his tongue into the hole.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried, the muscles in her legs rippling with desire. It was difficult for him to remain on her slippery pussy. His tongue kept skidding though the dark fur, in and out of her hole, back and forth across the quivering tip of her clit.

His cock was so hard and hot it felt as if it were about to burn a hole through his clothes. He gave up and sprang to his feet to tear his clothes off.

Jennie quickly rid herself of her blouse, skirt and bra. Her tits sat high on her chest – two perfect big cones tipped by rigid red nipples. When she lay back, they quivered, but hardly settled at all. They were firm and hot and hard. "God, what a set of tits you've got, Jennie!"

"The hell with my tits. My cunt, Ernie, fuck my cunt! God, I need it!"

Ernie dropped to the floor once more and crawled forward between her legs. His dick nuzzled at the velvety lips of her pussy, slid between them, and sank into her tight hole. He almost came as he watched the encircling moist flesh take him, inch by inch.

She gasped and murmured, "Ohhhh, you're so big!"

"Not too big for you, baby," he panted when he was only half-way in.

"Give me all of it! I want to be stuffed with your big prick!"

He pressed and twisted, screwing his giant cock the rest of the way into her. Now his balls rested against her asshole and his coarse pubic hair was intermingled with her dark muff.

"Yessss!" she moaned. "Oh, God, now I know why I love fucking you instead of Frank. It's not the size of your prick, Ernie, it's how you use it! Louise is going to be a very lucky girl when you finally make love to her!"

"You're the lucky one now, honey," Ernie rasped. "And so am I."

"Don't talk," she purred, "just fuck me."

"One long, hard fucking coming up," he promised, and pulled his prick nearly all the way out of her clinging sheath to send it powering in again.

"Ooohhh, ohhhh, ahhh!" she panted, as he kept pumping in and out, using long, steady strokes that rammed at the entrance to her womb. He supported himself on straight arms and watched her tits quiver as he fucked her. The sensations, as his turgid meat sank into her and withdrew again and again, were better than any he could remember. Her pussy certainly was tighter and more stimulating than usual.

"Faster, Ernie, FASTER," Jennie cried. "You've got my pussy climbing toward it!"

Her hips surged against his as he quickened the rhythm. What friction he got as his thick cock slid in and out, in and out of her cunt passage! And the friction was doubly delightful because her pussy was so wet and warm.

Pressure gathered in his balls and the head of his stroking prick swelled in her cunt walls. He was very close to coming. Jennie sobbed and broke rhythm, bucking furiously as her cunt muscles sucked at his pumping prick.

This was more than Ernie could withstand, and it was just as well, because Jennie was already in the middle of her orgasm. Now he drove into her, going for his own climax. She squealed and clutched him, moving her pussy fast. Her come reached its peak just as his balls shot their load of cum, spurting it out through his quivering cock and into her spasming pussy.