Unknown - The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

"You girls are gonna kill me with your teasing," Jack wheezed. "I can't take much more of this!" I looked at him and was relieved to see a wide grin on his face. I squeezed his cock harder.

"I want you right now!" Jack panted in my ear. His cock was fucking into my hand as I pumped him.

I pulled back but kept my hand on his cock. Stroking slowly, I smiled into his face.

"Me too, Jack," I whispered. "The last couple of days I've been thinking quite a bit about this," I squeezed his pole for emphasis, and he groaned deeply.

I decided I really didn't care about Ted or Al walking in. And I knew that if Jeannie walked in, she'd join me!

"No more waiting, Jack I need this right now!"

I found the tab of his zipper and pulled down.

"I just need to taste you."

I dropped to my knees in front of my uncle. With trembling hands I pulled his briefs out and reached inside for his pole. When his cock came into view I moaned.

Up close, I realized it was at least two inches longer than Ted's and every bit as fat as Al's huge shaft!

"God," I whispered. "You're cock is huge, Jack." I looked up into his burning eyes and leaned forward, taking just an inch or two into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, reveling in the heady aroma.

He immediately released a gush of pre-come juice onto my tongue which made me groan.

I wanted so badly to suck the come out of his prick, and knew that it would only take a minute. Jeannie had primed the man before I got there and he was just this side of shooting.

I leaned forward until I felt Jack's cockhead hit the entrance to my throat.

It hit the back of my throat and bent a little but didn't slide down as easily as Ted's does. I marked my position on his cock with my fingers and saw when I pulled up that I'd only taken about two thirds of his meat into my mouth.

I stroked him slowly while looking at his prick, and then stood up.

I looked into Jack's eyes as I began to unbutton my dress. They were like saucers as I reached the last button and spread the leather wide.

Jack groaned as his eyes drank in the sight of my naked pussy and my gartered thighs.

"I want you to fuck my mouth, Uncle Jack I want to feel you come in my mouth while I suck you," I slowly dropped to my knees again as I spoke, and reached up to grasp his pole.

"Fuck my mouth with your cock Uncle Jack," I emphasized the "uncle" and it seemed to excite him.

What definitely excited him was when I opened my mouth and slid his hard shaft in!

I bobbed my face up and down rapidly while I fondled his swaying balls. I didn't have a lot of time and wanted desperately to taste my uncle's come.

Jack wasn't able to wait long anyway, though. His hips began to pump and he started to fuck his cock in and out of my mouth with ever increasing strokes. I knew he was ready.

I slid my mouth down until he was once again at the entrance to my throat, then just pushed forward forcefully.

Jack moaned loudly and jumped as his cockhead forced it's way past my tonsils and into my throat!

I groaned also as he began to fuck his cock deeper and deeper.

His pubic hair was just beginning to tickle my nose when I felt his cock buck, then release a torrent of semen into my throat!

God! It felt like a dam had burst! His cock was pulsing as I held him deep in my throat and was releasing wave after wave of come with each spasm!

I had to pull back to allow my throat to swallow, and as I did, Jack sent another bolt of pure semen into my mouth.

I think he was releasing years of pent up, frustrated orgasms into my mouth that night, and I was loving each come-drinking second of it!

I took him one last time into the depths of my throat as his orgasm waned, then let him slip from my mouth. I smiled up at him as I licked his spilled come from my lips.

"Wow!" I panted. "That was awesome! God, Jack I love drinking your come! Wow!!" I kissed him wetly, thrusting my come covered tongue into his mouth and moaned as he began to suck it gently.

I hugged him to me, then stepped back and began to button my dress. Jack followed each movement sorry to see my body covered after waiting so long to see it.

I saw his cock jump again as he made a hopeless attempt to stuff it back into his pants. He was still as hard as a chair leg.

He sat down in his chair when we heard Jeannie calling me. Moments later she barged into the room.

"Let's git girl!" she drawled. "Hey what's that smell?" she cocked her head and sniffed the air.

"Must be that new Musk cologne smells great Mr. Thompson! See you later!" She winked at my uncle and then at me and scooted out of the room.

I grinned at Jack, who sat waving goodbye with mock rejection on his face.

"See you later, Jack," I said as I turned to go. "Maybe Jeannie will spend the night we can continue our discussion."

"I'll be waiting," Jack panted as I skipped through the door. I ran down the hall and out the front door, pulling it shut behind me.

Outside, Jeannie and the guys were already to go.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Al had gotten the van after all.

So far so good, I thought. And then some!

The minivan Al's dad loaned him had a wonderful stereo and all the options. The Doors were singing "L.A. WOMAN" as I followed Ted into the back seat.

"Comfy back there?" Al asked with a smile.

"You bet," I replied as I leaned into Ted's strong arms. "Real comfy."

"Then we're off!" Al yelled as he put the van in gear and hit the gas.

The night air felt wonderful as we tooled down the highway. The smell of ocean breezes made my brain dance with visions of tropical islands and swaying palms. I grinned a giant grin and hugged Ted hard. I felt wonderful!

The inside of the minivan was done in a kind of smoky grey velour material. Not what I'd choose for my own car, but it made the van soft and cozy feeling.

Al's father had bought it for his car pool and it had two rows of bench seats as opposed to the typical bucket seats or captain's chairs.

All in all, it was perfect.

I asked Al to stop at a liquor store and pick up some tequila. He was only too happy to oblige and came back with a chilled liter of Jose Cuervo and a twelve pack of Foster's beer. He also had three bottles of Mumm's Cordon Rouge Champagne.

"You trying to get us drunk?" I asked. "There's enough alcohol here to stone an army! Thanks!"

Little did he know that they had no need whatsoever to get me drunk that night. I was planning on fucking someone drunk or sober!

I grabbed the tequila and Ted put the beer in the cooler in the back. I took a long pull off the bottle and handed it to Jeannie.

"Here's to it!" I yelled.

"Here's to it!" everyone chimed back. The music blared as we headed down the road towards the middle of the city. Dinner was first, and I wanted to get it over with so we could have some fun!

At the restaurant, which, by the way, was much nicer than anything I expected, we had some wonderful Vietnamese food which we washed down with some kind of Vietnamese home-brew liquor. The stuff tasted like kerosene at first, but after a round or two, I started to like it. The buzz was marvelous, more like being high than being drunk. Not at all like an alcohol buzz.

We were all feeling "mah-vel-ous" when we left.

I thanked Ted and Al for the treat as we pulled out of the parking lot.

It was about eleven o'clock when Al pulled the van into a secluded area that overlooked the city. A gloriously full moon washed the city with silver light and the combination of nature and technology was awe inspiring. I turned slightly, and lay back into Ted's arms as we drank in the sight.

I guess the front seat had different "views" in mind, because not more than two minutes after Al parked the van, his head, and Jeannie's sank out of our sight.