Donna Allen - Family in bed

The dark-eyed redhead whirled around, laughing. "Now, Steve, don't you dare. Keep your hands off me. Just because we're alone doesn't mean… stop that!" She dissolved in giggles when her new husband grabbed her tits.

"I can't help myself," he growled, squeezing her tit-globes and rubbing his pelvis against hers.

"We're married now and we can do this later in bed." Grabbing his wrists, she tried pushing his hands away. "The folks wouldn't like it if they knew we were fooling around in the open like this."

"They wouldn't mind. They look like they still enjoy fucking around."

"Steve, don't!" But she giggled happily as he backed her into the wall.

"Let's do it right here, in the kitchen. Aw, come on. It'll be fun."

She pushed halfheartedly at his chest. "You're crazy!"

They had moved in with Gloria's parents after their marriage two months before. Steve was still in college and they couldn't afford their own place.

The rest of the family consisted of two teenagers, Patty and Billy. That meant the newlyweds had very little privacy. When everyone went out they usually ran into their bedroom to make out. Tonight Steve wanted to do it downstairs, in the open. It was crazy but exciting.

"I love you, honey," the horny redhead said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"We don't have much time, babe. Let's do it." He brought his lips down on hers and plunged his tongue into her mouth.

"Oh, Steve, I can't resist you." She responded by pushing her tongue against his.

When he withdrew his tongue from her mouth, she continued thrusting hotly.

"Let's go up to our room," she breathed. "You've got me all hot and wet."

He moved his hands to her ass. His heart hammered against hers. Ignoring her pleas, he began opening her blouse.

"We're still practically on our honeymoon. I think the folks sometimes go out just so we can have the house to ourselves."

"But what about the kids?"

"They're with their friends, probably doing the same thing we're doing."

She knew he was right. "Oh, Steve, I can't fight you forever."

"Don't fight me at all."

The big-titted redhead whimpered against his mouth as he kissed her again. Now when he grabbed her tits she didn't push his hands away.

"Take your clothes off," she said, quickly opening the buttons on his shirt and exposing his chest.

"Hey, take it easy. Oh, baby, you're hot, aren't you?"

Her hands were all over him, brushing his nipples and sending jolts of excitement through his body. He wedged his hands inside her bra and squeezed her naked tits.

"Your nipples are hard," he said. "So are yours."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Isn't it great not to have to do it in the car?"

"I'm so glad we got married."

"Take your bra off."

"You do it."

Awkwardly, he unhooked her bra and removed her blouse. He stripped her bra off and cupped her heavy tits in his strong hands. Their eyes met and they smiled. It was the smile of youthful lust.

"Now aren't you glad we didn't wait to get married?" she said.

"Yeah, with two more years of college it would've meant two more years of frustration."

"But we had fun, didn't we?"

He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. "Yeah, but this is a lot better."

She inhaled deeply. "Are you really serious about doing it down here?"

He grinned. "Yeah, right here where the family eats breakfast every day."

She squealed. "On the kitchen table?"

"Why not?"

"Take your shirt off and let me kiss you all over."

His lips glued to hers, he removed his shirt. They faced each other, girl and boy. She tickled his chest and breathed in his ear. He played with her pink-nipples tits.

They kissed again, rubbing and gyrating together. "I still think we ought to go up to our room," she said.

"Your tits are begging to be sucked."

"Don't change the subject."

"I already did."

Lowering his head, he closed his lips over one succulent nipple. She grabbed his head and held him against the soft mass of her tits. She sighed when he worked his tongue over one nipple and then the other. She felt her pussy grow wetter when he sucked as much of her tit into his mouth as it would hold.

"You win," she said. "Oh, honey, did you mean what you said about the table?"

He captured her nipple between his front teeth and bit down lightly. "Sure, babe. Does it turn you on?"

She giggled. "It will be fun. Oh, Steve, do it now!"

"What's the hurry? Let's take our time." She tangled her fingers in his hair. "I guess if someone walks in we can run upstairs."

"You worry too much."

As he kissed and licked her tits, he groped with the buttons on her jeans. Soon he peeled her jeans down her legs. When they lay around her feet, she stepped out of them.

Now that she was down to her panties, he pulled her against him. "Anyway, hon, your folks said this is our home too. They said we should do whatever we'd do if we had our own place. They want us to be happy, baby. And I'm real happy right now."

"Me too. Take my panties off, baby. I want your hands on my pussy."

He tore her panties down and pulled her naked body against him. She felt the beat of his cock through his clothes. She pressed up against him hungrily, grinding her cunt against his crotch. She opened his belt-buckle, unzipped his jeans and dragged the garment down to his ankles.

He was wearing no shorts, so when she straightened up he pulled her against his strong naked body. She dropped to her knees before him and pressed her warm cheek against his belly.

"Let me suck you, honey," she said. "Let me suck you first."

She stroked his prick lightly, teasing his sensitive cockhead and squeezing his prickshaft. His male aroma wafted up to her nose. Salivating, she took the bulbous head of his cock into her mouth.

"Oh, baby," he grunted.

After a moment he pulled her to her feet and wedged a hand between her legs. "Feel how wet I am?" she whispered, still clutching his cock.

"My wife's got the wettest pussy in town."

"How many have you felt?"

"Enough."

He found her clit and rubbed it deftly. Picking her up, he deposited her on the table top.

She let her legs fall open. "How are we gonna do it?" she giggled.

He thought for a moment and then smiled. "Okay, get down and bend over. I'll come in from behind."

"I love it!"

When she was bent over the table, he stood behind her, one hand holding her asscheeks open and the other directing his cock toward her cunt.

"I love this position," she said.

"You're so beautiful, honey. So beautiful. I wish you could see yourself this way."

"Oh, darling, stick your cock in me. I'm so horny."

"Still afraid someone might come home?"

"Don't remind me."

"We'll have our own place some day, and we'll fuck in every room in the house."

She gasped when he entered her. Her cunt automatically squeezed his cock. "Every room, honey. Oh, baby, your cock feels so good in there."

He sank his cock all the way into her and began thrusting. It was a kick to fuck in the kitchen. It would be a bigger kick if his sexy mother-in-law walked in on them.

He didn't verbalize his thoughts to his young wife, but living in a house with a sexy older woman and an even sexier sister-in-law was damn tempting.

"Let me know when you're close," he said.

"I'm close!"

"Oh, baby, fuck that cock!"

Della was bored. Everyone in the family had something to do except her. All she had was housework and cooking, and every sloppy domestic job the family could think up.