Brad Logan: Hot mom,hot daughters

When Ann answered the door, Pete gasped. He hadn't seen her for months, and she had changed. She had always just been Barb's big sister to him – good looking, big tits, long blond hair. But now she was a sexy dream.

"Come in," she said in a musical voice. "How have you been, Pete?"

"Fine. How've you been?"

"Terrific!" Ann said. "I'll tell Barb you're here."

She wiggled out of the room, called to Barb, then came back. Pete was glad she hadn't left him alone. He wasn't finished enjoying the sight of her.

She wore a skimpy blouse that let her tits rise into view, hiding only her nipples. And they weren't really hidden because he could see them as dark circles right through the pink material. Ann's golden hair was now curled around her face like fine shavings of oak.

"You've changed," Pete said, trying to pry his gaze off her gorgeous tits.

"You haven't. You're still staring at my tits, same as ever."

That made Pete look up at her face. She was smiling at him warmly, and although Pete was embarrassed he smiled back.

"Hi," Barb said as she came into the room.

Pete said hello to Barb, but he hardly took his gaze from Ann.

"Well, I'm off," Ann said. "See you later."

She walked out the front door with an exaggerated wiggle that made Pete swallow hard. Her wide ass, packed into her tight white pants, was an exciting sight.

"What do you think of her?" Barb asked.

"Wow!"

"Oh, Pete! You're so childish. Can't you see how cheap she's become," Barb said. "My parents are very upset. They think she looks like a whore."

"I think she looks great!"

Pete dropped the subject. After all, he hadn't come to fight – he'd come to grab some tits. And there was always the chance he would get fucked. Barb had been dropping hints that she was thinking about it. And his chances would be better if he didn't argue with her.

"Uh, your parents aren't home, are they?"

"No," Barb said. "You know they always go out on Saturdays. I don't suppose you would be here if they were home. You only come to see me for one thing anyhow."

"That's not true," Pete said as he went to where Barb had sat down on the couch. "I come to see you because I like you."

He sat close to Barb and put an arm around her shoulders. He pulled her closer and kissed her. At first, she didn't open her mouth to admit his tongue. Only after they had kissed a while and Barb was panting with lust through, her nose did her mouth open.

Why couldn't Barb be more like Ann? Pete stuck his tongue deep into her mouth to find her tongue.

Barb had one of her firm tits pressed to his chest. The guy was dying to grab it, but he knew it was too soon. Barb had to be a lot hotter than she was now before she let him play with her tits.

Sometimes it helped to put his hand on Barb's thigh. He moved it near her crotch until he felt the the heat of her cunt. Then, as always, Barb stopped him. But now she let him grab her tits.

Lifting his hand, Pete caught one big tit and caressed it. Barb inhaled sharply through her flaring nostrils as his fingers sank into her tit. Her nipple became erect as his palm pressed against it.

She loved having her tits massaged, Pete knew. And there were a lot of other things she would love if only she tried them.

A few times Barb had let Pete put his hand inside her blouse to play with her naked tits. Once, she had let him suck her nipples for a while. There didn't seem to be any pattern to her favors, so Pete constantly hoped she would someday let him fuck her. It was possible, after all.

"Mmmmmmm!" Barb moaned softly into Pete's mouth as he gave her tit a hard squeeze.

She seemed to be especially hot. So Pete tried far same bare tit.

He released his hold on her tit and brought his shaking hand to the buttons of her blouse. He was insane with suspense. He wanted so badly to get at the creamy smooth skin of her tits, but Barb could stop him merely by grabbing his wrist. The times she had grabbed his wrist in the past he had felt such a sharp disappointment he could have cried.

But this time he unbuttoned two buttons and slipped his hand into her blouse without her stopping him. Pete's hard cock began to vibrate in the prison of his pants.

His fingertips touched Barb's naked tit. Then his hand moved farther into her blouse, and he wrapped his hand tightly around her big tit.

"Oh, Pete!" Barb gasped in a voice that made his blood surge.

She loved it! That was obvious.

Now Pete buried his face in the nape of her long neck. He inhaled the sweet odor of her body as her blond hair tickled his nose.

"Ummm!" Barb hummed with passion as the guy kissed her beneath her ear.

He nibbled her ear lobe and stuck his tongue into her ear. She loved that. Besides, it took her mind off his fingers which were now unbuttoning the rest of her buttons.

Opening her blouse, Pete moved his hand back to her tits. He stroked his hand across her swollen tits, then gave each good workout. With his fingertips he examined her erect nipples.

His face was still tucked into the nape of Barb's neck. But he longed to lift his face and look down at her tits. The one time he'd sucked them it had been dark and he had only gotten a dim view. But he was afraid that Barb would close her blouse over her tits if he tried to look at them.

Still, he had to try. So after reaming her ear with his wet tongue, he raised his head and looked down at Barb's chest.

He held his breath. He'd never seen anything so beautiful! Her big tits were snowy white. Her nipples were pink and perfectly shaped circles with a gumdrop-sized bud in the center. Pete played softball, and he realized that Barb's tits were almost the exact size and shape of the balls used in that game.

"Pete, don't!" Barb whispered as she tried to throw her blouse closed over her tits.

Without realizing it, Pete grabbed her wrists and held them, preventing her from hiding her tits. She tried to pull her wrists away, shaking her tits with the effort.

The next thing Pete knew, he had dropped his face to one of her lovely tits and was sucking it. He let go of her wrists now – she couldn't close her blouse with his head at her tits, after all!

But Barb had no intention of closing her blouse now. Rather, she threw her arms around the guy's head and pulled his mouth tighter onto her nipple.

"That feels so good!" she uttered through clenched teeth.

With this mouth full of tit, Pete was going wild!

Pete's mouth was opened wide, and his teeth pressed into Barb's pliant titflesh. At the same time, his tongue poked around her nipple which was thrust deep into his mouth.

"Ohhhh!" Barb moaned, her lust obvious in her voice.

Pete was afraid to take his mouth from her nipple in case she closed her blouse suddenly. But Barb was moaning so passionately that he took the chance. He lifted his mouth from one nipple and moved it to the other.

"Ooo! Ah!" Barb cried as his mouth changed nipples and began sucking again.

Not only did Pete use his mouth on Barb's exposed tits, but he used both his hands on them too. One held the unsucked tit, and the other held the bulk of the tit he sucked – the portion he couldn't fit into his mouth.

As he feasted on Barb's nipples and titflesh, he began to hope for more. He was already planning a foray to her cunt. She had never been so wantonly excited before, and she might welcome his fingers in her cunt.

Pete lifted his wet face from her tits and kissed her hard on the mouth. He stuffed his tongue into her mouth as he pushed her down on the couch.