Don Scott - Incestuous neighbors

"I'm going to be the lover you always wished I was," Misty said. "And when I'm done with you, you'll never want to look at another girl because you'll know how wonderful it is to fuck me."

Misty kissed Tom's mouth, her lips very lightly brushing against his briefly. But then, in a flash, the passion exploded between them. Tom grabbed Misty by the upper part of her arms and pulled her closer. Their lips fused together, mouths opening, tongues probing and tasting.

Crooning with mounting lust, Misty opened her mouth wider and accepted Tom's slithering tongue in deep. She shivered, her tits throbbing with passion, waiting for the caresses that she knew Tom could deliver with erotic precision.

Just as Misty was about to sit on Tom's lap, she felt Ginger pulling on her arm. With a sigh of disapproval, Misty disengaged herself from Tom's loving embrace and took a couple steps away from him.

"What the hell is this?" Tom asked angrily. "Another cock-teasing game from you?"

Misty shook her head. "Not this time. This time you're not going away dissatisfied."

The small voice behind Misty whispered, "Now strip for him. And do it just like I told you to. It'll drive him absolutely fucking crazy!"

Misty slowly unbuttoned the front of her dress. When she had finished with the buttons, she pushed the garment off her shoulders and down to the curve of her hips. Tom's deep intake of breath let her know he was pleased with what he saw.

"Ginger picked these out for me," Misty said in a sultry purr. She rubbed and squeezed her tits through the lacy bra. Her tits were squeezed together, succulent tit-flesh pressing out over the top see-through edges of the cups. The bra appeared a size or two too small. "Do you like?"

Tom once again nodded his head vigorously. His cock, now long and hard and ready for action, wagged between his thighs, pointing somewhat upward, his cock-head flexing and pulsing with life.

Misty hooked her thumbs into her dress and pushed it below her hips. Once the dress had slipped past her hips, it slithered down her shapely legs to her ankles. She stepped out of it and Tom groaned. He was clearly having a very difficult time remaining seated.

Ginger, standing beside Misty, smiled at her brother. Her fingertips gently caressed the garter belt that encircled Misty's waist, holding up the matching silk stockings.

"I thought you would like these," Ginger said to Tom. "Knowing what kind of horny dog you are, I thought these would really trip your trigger!"

Tom tried to swallow and couldn't. His eyes roamed up and down Misty's exquisite body as she played with her own tits. She had tits that were larger, more round than Ginger's. He ached to slide his big cock between them.

"Ohhhhh!" Misty sighed, caressing her fiery nipples through the bra. She slipped her right hand between her thighs and lightly touched the rosy, moist petals of her hot cunt. "This is going to be beautiful for us!"

Misty pulled her hand away from her pussy. Her fingertips were moist with fluid from her cunt. She raised her hands and caught the bra between the cups, slowly unfastening the clasp.

"Want to see them?" the brunette taunted. The moment Misty unhooked the bra and pulled the lace cups away from her tits, Tom started squirming in his chair. It was taking all his will to do as his sister had commanded.

Misty, decked out in high-heeled shoes, yellow stockings and matching gaiter belt, started moving her hips from side to side in a sensual, swaying motion.

"I'm going to suck your cock!" Misty purred. Tom couldn't believe what he was hearing. Misty had never even wanted to touch his cock and now she was openly telling him she would suck him. He leaned back in the chair, kicking his feet out in front of himself.

Misty licked her lips. She had on pink lipstick, courtesy of Ginger. Looking straight into Tom's eyes, she sank slowly to her knees between his legs, sitting on the backs of her heels. She placed her hands lightly on his thighs, scratching his sensitive flesh with her fingernails.

"Now suck on it easy at first," Ginger instructed, moving to the side so that she could watch what her friend was doing. "Take his cock as deep into your mouth as you can, but don't choke yourself on it. He's got a huge cock, Misty. I tried to…"

Ginger caught herself before she admitted trying to deep-throat her own brother.

Misty looked at Tom's cock-head, fighting with herself to find the courage to go through with what her lust was telling her to do. Finally, her heart thumping in her chest, she brought her face to the tip of his cock and inhaled. The smell of Tom's crotch pleased her.

"Do it," Tom urged, unable to remain silent as he looked at his girlfriend's face so tantalizingly close to the head of his prick.

Sighing, Misty closed her eyes and leaned closer to Tom. When she felt, the head of his prick against her mouth, she kissed his fleshy cock-knob. His cock jerked a little, reacting to the touch of her lips. Misty cooed softly and planted several more light kisses on his cockhead before letting her tongue snake out between her lips.

At the first taste of her boyfriend's cock, Misty knew that she could go through with the blow-job. She pushed her face down, allowing his cock-head to force her mouth open. When her lips slipped over the ridge of Tom's cockhead, Misty squeezed her pink, lips tightly around the throbbing shaft of his prick.

"Awwwww!" Tom groaned, feeling his cockhead being engulfed.

Misty swirled her tongue around his cock-head. She shifted positions, pulling her knees a little deeper beneath her. The manly taste of Tom's prick turned her out, and feeling it now made throbbing between her lips and against her tongue was as erotic to her as Ginger had promised it would be.

"Now go up and down," Ginger whispered watching Misty tenderly sucking on Tom's cock-head.

Following Ginger's experienced instructions, Misty nibbled on the shaft of Tom's cock, letting his prick-tip rub the roof of her mouth. She took another inch of his cock into her mouth, until his prick-tip was pressing against the opening of her throat, then began twisting her lovely face around his bone-hard column of cock-meat.

"Mmmmm!" Misty crooned.

The teenager's cheeks caved in as she drew a firmer suction on the cock. She bobbed slowly up and down, paying attention to how his cock reacted to her loving oral caresses, working her tongue along the underside of his rigid cockshaft. Flicking her tongue against his piss-hole, Misty tasted her first drop of pre-cum.

His pre-cum was salty and sticky, just like Ginger had promised it would be. Misty swirled her tongue against his piss-hole some more, hoping to receive more of his precious fuck-fluid. When she did not immediately get a second drop, she was at first afraid that she was doing something wrong. Then she remembered the words that Ginger had said and confidence again coursed through her veins.

"Up and down now, honey," Ginger instructed. She pushed a lock of silky, dark hair away from Misty's cheek so that she could see her friend's pink lips surrounding Tom's hard cock. "Up and down, up and down."

Misty bobbed over his cock. She pulled up until only his piss-hole was still between her lips, then lewdly sucked his cock into her mouth until his fiery cock-knob was pressing against her tonsils.

The lusty young girl ran her hands up and down Tom's thighs. She used her fingernails on his thighs, then brought both hands between his legs. Very lightly she scratched his hairy ball sac and when Tom moaned, Misty knew that Ginger's advice had been right on the mark.

"Suck me!" Tom groaned. "Oh, Misty! I never dreamed I'd ever feel you sucking on my cock."

The boy put his hand lightly atop Misty's head. He caressed her silky hair, running his fingers through it, following her up and down movements as she gave him his blow-job. He did not try to hinder the way she was sucking him, or influence her in any way. Tom was determined to make good his promise to be gentle. Still, he was dying to fuck all of his enormous cock down her throat.