Milford Thomas - Step-Daughter Initiation

Her tongue continued slurping up and down the underside of the massive prick, and all Herb was able to do was sit there and squeeze the fullness of Irene's breasts, kissing her lips when she offered them.

Irene sensed the electricity running through him.

The mere sight of Wendy sucking Herb's cock had aroused her past anything she and Wendy had done the previous day. Irene was more anxious than ever to feel that massive cock ramming its way into her.

Wendy licked her stepfather's penis with long, sweeping strokes of her tongue, attempting to make up for the fact that her mother had never done it. The meaty taste sent tingles down her throat as she swallowed more of the lubricious ointment he released. His pulsing wang was solid, rocklike, stiff, unbending, with a rigid hardness that seemed to get harder and broader with each passing second. Her mouth thrilled to the texture of smooth skin surrounding the steel shaft. This throbbing penis was her first, and deep down, Wendy knew there would be others, many others. Her mother was foolish for resisting this. It was something to please a woman as much as a man.

As if Herb's solid penis was a long, thick piece of candy cane, the stepdaughter slurped at the purple, blood-enlarged glands. Burning and wet, her tingling oral extension washed the sleek, rubbery knob repeatedly, making it glisten like a newly waxed floor. And as she licked, Wendy watched Herb's swelling balls being drawn up tight in their shrinking protective sac. All the while her young tongue continued lapping up and down the length of his solid cockshaft.

Herb sighed as his stepdaughter's fingers, hot and wet with perspiration, continued moving between his widespread loins, teasing and touching areas of sensitivity. He clutched Irene's breasts more tightly to his chest. He kissed her again, his entire body jerking with maddening tension as her fingers played over his tightened scrotum, tantalizing the golf ball-sized nuts.

Irene sucked Herb's tongue, aware of his gasping each time one of Wendy's finger tickled his scrotum.

Wendy fell in love with her stepfather's balls, holding, teasing, and caressing them. Her fingers applied light pressure here and there, careful not to hurt him. The girl felt how delicate the testicles were, using her fingers as scales to weigh them.

Herb knew there was no way to stop Wendy. All be was able to do was sit back and enjoy her fingering and tonguing while playing with Irene. Soon his cock would exact its vengeance, first from Irene, then later from Wendy, if it remained stiff long enough. He was convinced he had covered himself and the girls fairly well. The chances of discovery were very remote, unless the girls decided to talk, and that seemed even more remote. He had his own private harem going for him at this summer cottage. And when winter came, they'd move indoors and continue the fun and games. There was a fireplace inside, big enough to heat the entire cottage.

Wendy lapped up and down the underside of Herb's penis, thinking how fortunate she was. Had her mother married Al Elkal, she'd be preparing for private school now. And Elkal, for all his bravado, probably knew less about sex than most teenagers. Her mother would probably be just as uptight as she had been prior to getting married. Herb was kind, warm, gentle, and had really done hi-s best to resist her seduction of him. And when he had finally surrendered to his emotions, he had been loving and gentle about everything. As a result, Wendy had been able to convince Irene to do things, and now the two girls were having the time of their lives.

Irene, for her part, was continually grateful to her friend for talking her into coming along. Whatever she had learned in sex-ed class was nothing compared to experiencing everything firsthand. She liked the gentle way Herb Rheingold kissed her. The man didn't attempt to swallow her entire face with his mouth, but probed carefully with his tongue, making her want to open her mouth wider and suck his lingual probe into her throat. In the future she had to be very careful, because her mother would never believe she was constantly going shopping with Wendy and Herb. She'd go to the library and let Herb pick her up from there. Heck, if this worked out, there were days she'd want to be alone with him. Irene believed in doing everything, including fucking, very carefully. Herb was willing to fuck her with his cock, so she saw no need for seeking out others at the moment. Perhaps later, if she went to a sleep-away college and Herb was unavailable, she'd find another cock to enjoy.

Wendy continued tonguing her stepfather's penis, watching the tendons in his thighs stretch more tautly with every passing second. Now was the time to suck again, so she once again ovaled her mouth around the pulsing glands and engulfed the entire head. This time she didn't stop, but continued pushing her head lower and lower, sucking more and more of the thick, heavy shaft between her lips, letting it depress her tongue as the purple dome moved deeper and deeper into her mouth, reaching for her throat. The hot, humid sheath of her sucking mouth surrounded the pulsing pole, tugging it deeper and deeper. Wendy sensed the excited rush of pounding blood as it poured into the multitude of little penile sacs, keeping it stiff and solid. The weighty knob of Herb's cock began working its way past the ring of her gullet, trying to cram itself into her throat. Her esophagus relaxed and opened wide; accepting the glands, making Rheingold gasp and clutch Irene all the more firmly against him, feeling her full breasts rub into his chest as his mouth attempted to crush hers.

Wendy began sucking strongly, hollowing her cheeks around the sides of Herb's pulsing peter. She sucked even more of him into her throat, filling her laraynx with his cock, while using her lips to kiss the hairy root. Then, after she was certain she had fitted the entire length of penis into her oral cave, Wendy slowly tugged her mouth back until only the pulsating point of his cock remained caught behind her front teeth. Her tongue and lips taunted and teased the dome of his seething phallus. The girl felt her stepfather's thighs squirming under her mouth. His moans reached her ears even though his lips were pressed to those of Irene. Tightening her lips, she pulled on his lavender crown.

Slowly, very slowly, Wendy's mouth slid down the thick length of Herb's thrusting cock, feeling the stout, pulsing shaft cram its way into her oral cave, stuffing it with its delicious length. Wendy moved as far down as possible, then let her head rise. Down, then up, down, then up. Soon her head was bobbing in regular rhythm, speeding up, increasing the pressure and building the friction. Each time her lips rose, they puckered tightly around the bulb of his cock-head, as if intent on separating it from the rest of his staff. The faster her mouth moved, the more he vibrated in the chair.

"Okay," she shouted, pulling her mouth from her stepfather's cock, letting the hot thick wang stab into the air.

Herb felt her mouth leave his penis. He stabbed up with his organ, attempting to recapture her lips. He tugged Irene from him and looked down, trying to see what his stepdaughter was doing.

"I think it's time you fucked Irene," Wendy said. "Come on, lie on the ground under the swing."

Irene leaped off Herb's lap and sat in the swing, letting her naked muff appear in the worn out hole in the bottom of the basket-shaped old swing. Wendy knelt and made sure Irene's cunt was perfectly positioned. The older girl felt her heart pounding in her chest. This was it. She was going to be rid of the hymen her mother kept nagging her to keep.

Wendy was already twisting the swing around and around, and as the chains interwound, the swing lifted higher and higher. Irene's hands gripped the chains, her feet sticking up over the rim of the basket-shaped swing. She was breathing more intensely now, a little afraid, knowing there had to be some pain.