Donna Allen - The family gets it on

"Suck my dick and touch my nuts rest carefully," Jamie said. "I can tell you're a virgin by the way you grabbed my nuts. Shit! I've got to teach you everything, don't I?"

She glanced from his face to his rapidly stiffening prick and a smile lit her pretty face. "I'm so glad you're my brother," she said. She lowered her lips to his prick and kissed the tip. "Honest I am."

For a long time she sniffed and licked the tip of his prick. A steady stream of whitish fluid kept leaking from the tiny hole and she extended her tongue and licked it off.

He flinched when she darted her tongue from his piss-slit to the root of his tool. She used soft fluttery strokes of her tongue, grateful that Uncle Rick had taught her what a man likes.

"DO you like the taste?" Jamie said.

"Yeah, I love it," she admitted shyly.

"You can suck my dick anytime," he chuckled.

"Well, thanks a lot," the teenage girl giggled, pursing her lips and fastening them to his cockhead.

After sucking hard for a moment she slipped her moist hungry lips over the flared rim under his cock-knob. Her brother grunted and she moved down until half his shaft was in her mouth.

She mouth-fucked him, taking his prick halfway into her mouth and using her tongue to lash the tip. With each thrust her lips slid further down his pole and she played gently with his balls all the while.

"More!" Jamie gasped. "Take more!"

A strangling sound escaped her throat and she took a deep breath before inhaling the rest of his shaft into her throat. She released it quickly, but then sucked it in again. A lovely feeling engulfed her. She had taken almost his entire fuckpole into her throat without choking!

She responded with her entire being. She had never felt so female and so sexual. She slid her pursed lips up and down his ramrod-stiff dick from the tip to the point where her nose nestled against his cock-bush. And she never once gagged or even flinched. She knew then she was a woman at last. A raunchy cockloving woman.

She felt his balls fill with jism and her brother tugged on her hair and begged her to let him fuck her. With one hand he toyed with her tits, but the blonde teenager had no intention of releasing him from her mouth. This time she wanted his come in her mouth. She wanted it on her teeth and gums and the roof of her mouth. She wanted to gargle with it and save it on her tongue. She wanted to drink and drink…

Now Jamie grunted loudly and gripped her head in his hands. She almost choked at that point, but her head merely spun around as he thrust his dick balls-deep into her gasping throat.

Now every jet of spunk blasted into her sucking mouth. She struggled to swallow it all. His load seemed endless, but she gulped and sucked and gulped some more. Still he pumped and thrust and stroked until her jaws ached. When at last he was through, when he fell back exhausted, she climbed over him and swallowed the last of his load while she caressed and fondled his face and hair.

"That was the best blow-job I ever had!" Jamie said breathlessly.

"See how much fun you can have without fucking?" Jodie giggled.

He lay resting and she climbed back between his legs and took his limp prick into her mouth. "Hey, Sis, you're killing me," he said.

She licked his prick and balls while she teased him deliciously with her fingers.

"Do I really?" the teenage girl said.

Jamie lifted his head from the pillow. "Really what?" He dropped his head back when she suctioned his prick into her mouth.

"Give the best blow-job you ever had?" she mumbled, her mouth filled with dick.

He chuckled. "Sure. I wouldn't lie about something like that."

"Someday…" she paused.

"Yeah?" Jamie said, his eyes glittering. "Someday maybe I'll let you fuck me."

He snickered and pulled her on top of him. "Hey, Sis, how about now?"

"You can't, you're not hard!"

"That's the time to try it," he said, sitting up and pushing her dawn onto her back.

A feeling of panic raged through her. "No, I can't!" she hissed.

"Aw, Sis, I won't hurt you."

"But then I won't be a virgin anymore."

"And about time too."

He eased her onto her back and spread her legs apart. Her heart beat fast and she tried to think of a way she could logically make him stop. In the back of her mind she knew he wouldn't be able to penetrate her with his soft cock. But still one never knew about those things.

He held his cock in his fist and pumped it, trying without success to get it hard again. His face flushed, he lowered his knob to her gash and she shifted her ass nervously.

"Here I go, Sis," he said, clenching his teeth and easing the tip of his prick against the wet open lips of her teenage pussy.

He played his cockhead over her petal-like folds and touched her clit. She sighed and shivered when he held his prick-knob against her clit and then gently rubbed it back and forth.

"You're right, it won't go in!" Jamie hissed.

"I think it's best," his sister said, holding her arms out to him. "This way I've still got my cherry."

Rona felt a sharp attraction for her brother-in-law. She'd always found him sexy, but now she found him more than sexy. She found herself drawn to him in a way she knew was deeper than a mere physical attraction.

Having an affair with him was out of the question. He was her husband's brother and it just wasn't right. On the other hand he was there in her house and it would be convenient for both of them.

She tried to drive it from her mind and even flirted outrageously with her son whenever Rick was around. It seemed to turn Rick on to watch her in action. She could tell by the way he gazed at her and even Bob noticed her. He was amused by it and that annoyed Rona. She wanted to make him jealous, but he only told her to act her age.

One morning she slept late. She and Bob had fucked before he left for work and she lay in bed naked with blankets and sheet twisted and most of her body exposed. She noticed that Bob had left the door slightly ajar, but she didn't care. She liked being seen naked by her son and if Rick saw her too that wasn't her problem. Now she rolled sleepily onto her back and watched her tits wobble around her chest. She gazed at the triangle of hair between her legs and the taut flatness of her belly.

It was then she sensed she was being watched. It was more a feeling than anything, but she rolled onto her side, her face away from the door, and purposely mumbled as if she were sound asleep and dreaming.

She arranged her legs in a way that would force her pussy to gape open. If it was Rick, and she hoped it was, she wanted him to see it her juicy gash. If it was Jamie she had nothing to hide.

She heard a sound and knew the door was being opened wider. She lay perfectly still, but her blood raced. Whoever it was was walking into the room. Whoever it was was falling for the bait.

She felt a presence next to her bed after a few moments. She buried her face in the pillow and flung one arm out to expose her right tit. Not knowing who was standing next to her bed watching her made the experience more arousing. And who could fault her for sleeping? It was natural, even though usually by this time she was dressed and downstairs.

She parted her legs a few more inches and hugged the pillow. Shifting her ass up she gave her viewer a better look at her snatch. She felt whoever it was move to the side of the bed and ease himself down next to her. She took a deep breath and waited. Dear Lord what would happen next?

And then she sensed whover it was bringing his face closer and closer to her pussy. She felt warm breath on her beaver and had a distinct feeling she was about to be eaten.

By now she knew it was Rick. Jamie would never do this. He felt safe spying on her when she masturbated, but he would never come right into her room and sit on her bed.