Victoria Parker: The cousins eat out

"Now, you jerk up and down on my cock," he said.

"I don't know how!" Tracey whispered, looking down at his cream-soaked hard-on.

He pulled his jeans down so he was nude except for his sweatshirt.

"Here, let me show you," he said, and took her wrist and manipulated her hand up and down on the stalk of his stiff cock.

"Like this?" Tracey asked, tightening her hand. But his cock so creamy her hand moved it up and down easily on the thick cockstalk. "Yeah, pump on it like that, honey," Eugene said.

"You know we shouldn't be doin' this Eugene," Tracey said.

She was fascinated with the cock in her hand, and she liked hammering up and down, watching his cockhead bulge with each downward slide of her hand. She also liked what his finger was doing in her creamy little cunt.

"Mmmmm, that feels so good, Tracey!" Eugene whispered. "Do you like the way I'm fingerfucking you, too?"

"Uh-huh," she said, still watching her hand.

"You're so damn pretty and sexy, Tracey," he said.

"You think so?"

"I know so. I see the way all the men around the lake been looking at you today. I'll bet they all got hard-ons like mine."

"Wow, really?" Tracey asked, looking up into his face, liking the passion she saw there, the delight he was feeling.

"Jerk me, honey," he whispered.

"Well, I am, Eugene. Am I doin' it right?"

"Yeah, yeah, honey! Makin' me feel good! Keep pumping on my prick like that!"

"You gonna squirt all over like you did before?" Tracey asked, hammering harder and faster.

"Yes, all over!"

"Jeez!" Tracey exclaimed.

His finger fucked in and out of her pussy. The slit was tight and sucked on his finger. Tracey's hand was caked with cum. A ring of white goo had formed on her hand, in the rim between her thumb and forefinger.

"I wanna fuck! I wanna put my prick in your pussy," Eugene said.

"No!"

"Yes, let's fuck. You'll love it, Tracey. Let's just fuck for a minute. Okay?"

"Uh-uh! Better not do that! I never done that, Eugene!"

Her hand was blazing now on his hard prick. She worked harder.

Suddenly Eugene came. His prick spurted jism high into the air. Tracey was amazed. She loved the explosion of rich, thick spunk.

Little Tracey was giving him a great hand-job now, a sweet little grin on her face. She thrilled to the way his prick seethed and surged in her hand, the way the cream shot out and came back down, splattering on her hand and arm.

"Gosh, Eugene, it's… your cock is really doing wet stuff."

"Ahhh, ohhhhh, Tracey!" he groaned. "Don't stop, don't stop!"

She slugged and moved her little hand, pumping all the sticky cum from his hot prick. Her hand was drenched with cream. She banged up and down harder and faster. Eugene was all steamed up, tingling all over with the feelings of his quivering climax.

"It's like it's raining this stuff!" Tracey gasped, her eyes still wide in amazement, her hand slurping on his cock, making loud slushing sounds.

"Oh, that feels good!" Eugene panted.

She finally flushed him out. But it didn't relax Eugene. He went to work poking his finger in and out of her pussy. He pushed her back on the grass. She spread her legs. Eugene sat beside her and fucked his finger in and out of her hot little cunt.

Tracey was intoxicated, simmering with a new passion. She squirmed on the grass. Her cunt oozed damp pussyjuice. Eugene lathered his finger in her pussy. She stiffened and pushed her hips upward at his thrusting finger. Then she came. She twitched, jerked, and her mind was in a delirious frenzy. She quivered all over.

"Ahhh, Eugene!" Tracey whispered hard and stopping her wild jerking.

Tracey lay back on the grass, catching her breath. Eugene sat beside her. Her little hand was soaked with cum. His finger dripped with her juices, and his cock was still hard.

"Now, let's fuck!" he whispered.

"No," Tracey said quickly.

"Well, let's at least dry-fuck then."

"Dry fuck?"

"Put your panties on. I'll fuck your panties."

"You're really naughty, Eugene, you know that?"

He grabbed her panties and handed them to her. She refused to take them. He slipped them over her tennis shoes and up her legs. He pulled them into place on her hips and ass. They were wet in spots where he had cum on them the first time Tracey had pumped him off.

Tracey lay on the grass in her pink panties and her tight, yellow camisole that bulged with her tits. Eugene got on top of her, between her legs. His cock was as stiff as iron. He lowered down, holding his prick, guiding it to the crotch of her panties.

She felt his cockhead punch against the soft nylon. She felt a tickle on her pussy. Eugene started fucking up and down on top of her.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Eugene!" Tracey whispered. "We oughta get back to the picnic!"

But she did like the way his cock pushed at her wet pussy, the way her panties became all soaked and sticky at the crotch. Eugene was in a frenzy.

"Wiggle your ass," he said.

"How?" Tracey asked.

"Bump it up and down!"

"Like this?"

"Yeah, yeah… oh yeah!" he cried, humping faster, his ass banging violently, his balls slapping against her fine little ass.

"We're fucking now," Eugene sighed.

"No, we're not," she said.

"Almost!"

"You're fuckin' my panties, that's all!" Tracey groaned, bouncing up and down under him as her cousin had instructed her to do.

He fucked his cock into the crotch of her panties, had a crease clit in them now, and Tracey felt the tip of his cock rubbing her little clit through the nylon.

"Oh, jeez!" she gasped delightedly.

"You like this, don't you?" Eugene asked.

"Mmmmmm, yeah, it's… it's…"

"Good, that's what it is, huh?"

"Yeah, good, Eugene!"

"Fuck my panties, Eugene!"

"Again… oh, again, please!" he begged.

"Fuck my pink panties, Eugene?" Tracey whispered, a sweet smile on her lips.

"Oh, honey!" he cried, and hammered his ass like a jackhammer, rubbing the knob of his cock into the nylon crotch of her panties, fucking right against Tracey's little clit.

Eugene humped fast, moving up and down on top of Tracey. She squirmed her shoulders and head off a little to one side and looked back so she could watch the way his ass pounded her. To see his naked, humping ass excited and delighted her.

"One more time!" Eugene cried.

"Okay, fuck me! Fuck my panties, Eugene!" Tracey moaned, liking the sound of the words. She had never talked this way before, but it strangely ignited her passion.

She knew she shouldn't say such words, but Eugene wanted her to. She slithered under him, lifting her beautiful little ass off the grass and bouncing her hips up at his plunging prick.

"Oh, Tracey!" he groaned. "Oh, oh, oh, sweetheart!"

"You shouldn't call me sweetheart," Tracey said.

"But that's what you are!" he whimpered, fucking and pumping his hard, young cock at her pantied crotch. Her pants were all gooey and soft. His prick was wedged into the nylon, and he fucked it harder and deeper into the softness.

"Say it one more time, Tracey!" Eugene whispered.

"No, that's enough!"

"Please, I'll give you five dollars."

"Okay, fuck me! Fuck my panties! Fuck my panties, Eugene!" Tracey yelped.

He stiffened and his ass hammered harder, jabbing his cock into her panties. He came, a gusher of sweet jizz spilling into the thin panties, squirting all over Tracey's thighs, splashing hot and creamy at her crotch.

"Ah, oh!" he screamed. "Ahhhh, I'm shooting!"

"You're shootin… all your stuff…"

Tracey's words trailed off into a sobbing whisper as she came with him. It happened fast. The hot tickle on her clit overwhelmed her and she stiffened below him, her ass in the air as she vibrated through a brilliant, beautiful orgasm.