Don Scott - Incestuous neighbors

For Ginger, she felt like her body was burning big up. His cock fucking slowly into her asshole was no longer a source of pain. Rather, it was a strangely exciting experience for her. She tried to tell Eric that it was incredibly exciting to finally have found the courage to have her asshole fucked. But Ginger couldn't make her throat formulate the words.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Eric grunted, punctuating each fuck-thrust of his cock as he reamed out Ginger's ass with his red-hot prick. "Tight fuckin' ass!"

Ginger rocked back and forth, occasionally trying to push herself away from the car door. Her insides felt mushy. Being fucked in the ass for the very first time made her feel daring and adventurous. But the excitement of it, the sensations that having a cock in her asshole produced, were so powerful that she could hardly breathe. And even though it was amazingly stimulating to have a man's cock driving to and fro from between her ass-cheeks, filling her up with hard cock-meat, Ginger doubted that she would actually reach an orgasm from fucking this way.

"Finger… finger my… finger my pussy!"

It took all of the girl's will to speak the single sentence. But once she did, she realized right away that it was worth the effort. The moment Eric reached around her hip and rubbed his fingertip against her clit, the hot, jagged bolts of raw passion that blasted through her veins let Ginger know that she would have a bonejarring, mind-boggling orgasm.

Eric uncorked his prick so that only the very tip of his cock was still fucking into her again. When he did, his hand got trapped between Ginger's hip and the car.

"Ouch!" Eric gasped, pulling his hand away, taking his fingertip out of Ginger's pussy.

Ginger wanted Eric to continue finger-fucking her, but she had felt what had happened to him so she understood why he had quit playing with her turgid clit. Still, her body ached for the release that only pumping out her girl-cum could give her.

"Cum! Damn it, cum in me!" the teenager whimpered softly.

Each fuck-thrust of Eric's cock into her asshole slammed Ginger against the car harder. As he fucked her, Ginger could actually feel the man's cock getting larger with each ass-stretching fuck-thrust.

There was a fire in Eric's balls as they jerked crazily back and forth between his legs. His jaw was set as he baffled with his senses to keep from cumming. Then, feeling Ginger's ass tightening even more securely around his prick's pistoning shaft, he tumbled headlong into a climax that left him screaming with pleasure.

"Awwwww!" Eric growled as the hot, spurting jets of cum raced from his balls and blasted from his cock-head. He fucked his cock brutally hard into Ginger's asshole, fucking his cock into her with the relentless fury of a man who had been driven crazy by lust.

Ginger felt like she was being bludgeoned by Eric's cock, stabbed by it. The throbbing pain in her ass had returned, though the overriding sensation that she felt was the thrill of having a good-looking man like Eric so turned-on by her that, he couldn't control himself.

"Cum in my ass! Fuck me in the ass! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" Ginger screamed.

It wasn't until Eric's balls had been completely drained that he slumped over Ginger's back, his heaving chest touching her naked flesh, his cock still buried between her ass-cheeks.

"You are the sexiest young lady I've ever known in my entire life," Eric whispered truthfully. "I can't remember when it ever felt like that!"

Ginger enjoyed hearing Eric's words, but there was something bothering her. She had gotten extremely turned on by having her ass-cherry taken away, but she hadn't cum the way she wanted to. Though her body tingled all over and even smarted a little from taking a hard cock into her ass for the very first time, she was still terribly horny.

"I've got to go now," Ginger whispered when her breathing finally returned to normal. Eric moved away from her, uncorking his cock from her tight ass. "You've got to help me get back home."

Just as Eric was about to reply, the sound of his wife's shrill voice came from the house.

"Honey, are you in the garage? What on earth are you doing in there with the door closed?"

For an instant Ginger's eyes locked with Eric's.

"Oh no," Eric said. "She's coming in here!"

Ginger huddled in fear near the front of the tiny sports car. Eric was talking with his wife near the door of the garage.

I'll die if I get caught, the teenager thought the concrete was harsh against her bare knees as she waited and hoped that somehow Eric would be able to get his wife to leave the garage and stop asking so many questions. Ginger had her jogging shorts and panties around her ankles. In her haste to hide, she had to hobble to the front of the car with the garments still wrapped tightly around her ankles, not even taking the time to pull them up.

The conversation between Eric and his wife seemed to last an eternity. Ginger was barely breathing, afraid that somehow Eric's wife would be able to hear her.

The girl waited and waited, her heart pounding in her chest. When, at last, Eric practically pushed his wife out of the garage and quickly followed her, Ginger could finally breathe with some small amount of comfort.

At least I haven't been caught yet, thought Ginger as she stood quickly and pulled up her tight-fitting bikini panties. Next the jogging shorts came up her slender legs. With her pussy finally covered, she felt better, though she still had nothing to hide her sweet, pink-nippled tits.

Ginger waited until it was dark before she thought it was safe to leave the garage. The evening was warm, playing a breeze over the teenager's luscious, creamy-textured body.

As her blonde hair fluffed around her cheeks, Ginger stretched her arms skyward. Now that it was dark, she wasn't feeling as paranoid as she had earlier. Instead, Ginger was feeling more daring, more inclined to push the adventure a little further. She didn't just want the evening to end by sneaking home without being seen.

The situation was absolutely ripe for an adventure… and Ginger was determined to make one happen!

Ginger had pulled the garage door open just enough to slide out beneath it. For a moment she got down near the garage on one knee, her bright green eyes shining with excitement as she scanned the shadows, looking for someone who might reveal her identity and location.

Finally certain that nobody had seen her, she stepped into the alley, keeping her gorgeous, nearly-naked body in the shadows as much as possible.

Ginger made her way slowly back to Misty's home. She saw her friend's bedroom light was on. Sneaking up to the window, she peered inside. Misty was alone, sitting cross-legged on her bed, reading a book.

Knocking softly on the window, Ginger got her friend's attention. Misty smiled and slipped off the bed, moving over to the window. When she was close to the window and could look down, her eyes widened when she saw Ginger's naked, firm tits.

"What are you doing?" Misty exclaimed in a whisper. "Ginger, have you lost your mind?"

"No, I've only lost my blouse." Ginger tried to keep the impish grin off her face but couldn't. She was finding this whole experience very, very exciting. "Are you going to help me in or not?"

With Misty's assistance, Ginger crawled through the window and into the bedroom. The moment Ginger was inside, she slipped, off her high-heeled sandals so they wouldn't make any noise when she walked.

She leaned close to Misty – so close her tits were nearly touching her friend's body – and whispered in her ear, "I can't explain what happened right now, but I need to borrow a blouse from you to get home. Is that okay with you?"

Misty nodded her head. The confusion she felt was evident in her deep brown eyes as she looked at Ginger. She quickly found a cotton shirt and gave it to the devilish young blonde.