Ron Taylor - The family lays together

Maria sighed and reined. The orgasm simmered inside her, and she panted, waiting for the rush of sensation to overcome her, as it would, as it must.

Steve's cock moved through her like a knife in soft butter. She felt the weight of him plunging into her, greased by her fluid cunt. Not bad, for a virgin, she thought.

"Now!" She gasped. "Now, do it now, do it, do it!"

The orgasm that had been boiling inside her finally reached its spill over point. Her belly exploded and the shock wave rushed down the tube of her cunt, vibrating madly around her uncle's driving cock. She collapsed onto the bed on her tummy, ass shaking and quivering, the whole bed trembling under them, and Uncle Steve fell with her, his cock still buried in her convulsing cunt.

He lay upon her rounded ass, thrusting deeply into her, when he could, but the action was mostly Maria's now. All he had to do was hold his cock in there and let the contractions of her orgasmic pussy milk him and jerk him off. He tried, though, and each stroke he gave the girl made her climax, that much more delirious, and she was sobbing and moaning and there were tears rolling from her big blue eyes at the exciting splendor of it all.

"Now me." His cock began to slam in and out. She was still coming, head swimming, but she felt him plunging, then felt the tremendous jolts that she knew marked the eruption of his jism into her hot, young hole.

"Fuck me!" She sobbed. "Fuck me, fuck me, shoot me full of your sweet hot cum, all of it, give me all of it!"

"All of it, baby, all of my cum, for you!" He strained weakly, emptying the last drops into Maria's pussy. She heard him sigh deeply, and his cock, still erect, slipped out of his young niece's dripping cunthole. The tip of it brushed the inside curve of her smooth, sweat-drenched thigh, and the friction of the touch sent a spasm through Steve's fucked-out cock. A tiny, hot bubble of cum spurted onto Maria's leg. She sighed, touched the wet spot and massaged the sperm into her flesh. Steve rolled off the girl and she flipped over, facing him again.

They slid into a clinch on the rumpled bed, legs interlacing, his cock soft now, touching her cum-leaking pussy. She was all over him with kisses, still half-blasted from the orgasms he had fucked out of her – she had counted at least three while he was fucking her, not to mention the ones spurred by his tongue inside her pussy.

"I have to go." He gazed down at her. "Jesus, your mother will be home any time. It would kill her to know about this."

"Fuck her!" Maria giggled. "Maybe tomorrow, at breakfast, I'll just go down on you while she's serving the eggs and OJ. Do you think she'd get the idea?"

"Not funny at all." The weird, what-the fuck-did-I-just-do expression on his face wasn't very funny either. Lighten up! Maria thought, and she took a fistful of his sticky, soft cock.

"Ooooh, look! There's blood on your prick. See? That proves you got my cherry, Uncle Steve, just in case you thought I was bull shitting you. Probably the last one in town, and surely the last one at Harding High. Oh, Uncle Steve, I loved it! I never thought it would be so easy or so much fun. Maybe we could fuck just one more time before Mom gets home, what do you think?"

He shook his head and the limpness of his cock confirmed it. Maria wondered if he'd stay limp, were she to pop his cock into her mouth and blow it like a kazoo.

"You know what would be great?" She reluctandy abandoned the blowjob idea. "You'll get that job at Channel 6, like, for sure, and you'll have to move back here. Well, you can live here, with me and Mom. This house is way too big for just us two, and it's half yours anyway so don't interrupt me, please! You move in here, with us, and, you know what? You and I could fuck, like, all the time, whenever Mom was out of the house. Wouldn't that be bitchin'?"

Steven sighed heavily. He still had that look on his face. "I don't know if that's the word I'd use."

She began to kiss his mouth, neck and chest. "Well, think about it. I know I'm gonna be thinking bout it, long and hard. Oh, God, long and hard…"

"Listen to me." He looked at her sternly. "You've got to promise you will never tell anybody about this. Are you listening, Maria?"

"Mmm-mmnmm," she purred. "Won't tell anybody."

Of course, she reminded herself, Jenny wasn't just anybody, and best friends were always exempt from promises made under duress. Wouldn't Jenny shit when she heard about this?

It wasn't as if she was really breaking her word. Jenny had been urging Maria for months to go ahead and get fucked, rather than just worry about it, so it was only fair that she should know. Besides, Maria assured herself, I won't tell her who it was, only that I did it.

Jenny was practicing dance steps, as she did every morning. Her parents had turned the attic into a combination bedroom/studio, with a bar and mirrors along one wall. Jenny, in her pink leotard, leg warmers, and slippers, was listening to Maria's excited narrative.

"I'll bet Jake's got a smile this big, right now." Jenny turned off her cassette recorder and sat down on the floor.

"It, uh, wasn't Jake," Maria said.

Jenny looked up, blonde eyebrows lifting.

"It was something so wild and fantastic," Maria continued. "He was sort of, like, an older man, you know? In his thirties, with a great body, super-experienced, and everything. And his cock! My God! It was this big." She demonstrated with her hands. "And I swear to God this thick!" She exaggerated only a little.

"Bullshit!" Jenny removed her sweatband. She was a slim, small-breasted blonde, wearing a pale pink leotard that was nearly sheer from perspiration. Her bra was visible, and so lightweight that the points of her nipples stuck out as vividly as if she'd been nude. Even the dark circles were visible. And when she stood up, Maria could see the shadow of pussy hair in Jenny's crotch. A stray wisp and curl emerged from the legs, dark gold against the white of Jenny's inner thigh.

"You're making it up." She began stretching. Her body was thin and not heavily-fleshed, but there was a wonderful suppleness to her that Maria always found inspiring.

"Who was it?" Jenny asked. "If it really happened, tell me who did it to you."

Maria shook her head. "I promised I wouldn't. Listen, do you swear that you won't breathe a word of this to anybody? I mean, if you do, I'll tell everything I know about you – the time you stole that sweater at the mall, and everything. I'm not kidding. Okay. I'll trust you. It was my uncle. My mom's twin brother. He's the one. Came into my bedroom while I was naked, and before either of us knew what was happening, he had his mouth on my cunt and I was coming all over his tongue. Ooooh, God, I can still feel it! And he's so fuckin' great looking."

"I've gotta get into the shower." Jenny moved towards the bathroom. "C'mon, and don't stop talking."

She strode into the adjoining bathroom, unbuttoning the crotch of her suit as she walked. She peeled it off, hung it on the towel rack, then removed her bra and leg warmers and slippers, and turned on the shower. Maria stood leaning against the door. Jenny was always dressing and undressing in front of her. Gym class, at school, it seemed normal, but in private, as now, Maria sometimes felt a little uneasy, although she didn't know why. She watched the lithe motion of Jenny's slim nude body, the glint of reflected light in Jenny's dark gold thatch of pussy fur, and the seemingly perpetual stiffness of the nipples capping Jenny's small, round tits. She's really pretty, Maria thought.

"How did it happen, exactly?" Jenny searched for a towel and soap.

"Well…" Maria sat down an the john. "Last night Jake brought me home from the movies, and…"

"Did he really eat you out and make you come with his mouth?" Jenny interrupted. "I've never met a boy who knew how to do it right. Ooohh, I envy you!"