Jeff Collins: Their incest urge

Diane was positive she was going to faint now. Her body was so consumed with fire she thought she would melt into a puddle of burned flesh. His cock so filled her pussy the girl thought she could feel it ramming all the way up to her throat.

And the way he ground his meat into her clitoris each time he sent the fat bulb at the tip of his cock ramming against her womb made Diane cry out with intense pleasure. She arched her hips and tried to ride the rampaging tool that was an explosion erupt somewhere in the hidden depths of her body. Her mind suddenly went blank and an animal passion gripped her entire being. She flung her legs around his heaving waist and locked her ankles just above his pumping hips.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she began chanting. Her doubled little fists began pounding on his rock-hard shoulders and she kicked her heels into his buttocks. "Fuck meeee!"

Diane could hardly believe it was happening to her, that this was her voice screaming that vulgar word. The initial explosion in her ravaged, virginal body was followed by another, and then another, like a series of firecrackers going off, with each one more intense and all-consuming that the last.

She could feel the rope-like veins along the shaft of his cock gouging into the tender walls of her pussy, digging small trenches each time he rammed his prick to the very depths of her womb. His balls were bouncing off the cheeks of her ass with a loud slapping noise that seemed to beat in cadence with their writhing bodies.

Then Diane felt his prick suddenly swell inside her. It seemed to be inflating like a balloon. The walls of her pussy stretched even more as the living thing inside her grew and grew.

"You're a whore, that's all you are!" he hissed feeling the cum building in his balls. "You love cock! You're nothing but a slut!"

But Diane didn't hear him. There was a thunder in her ears. Her cunt was exploding again around his dick.

Her fists beat against his shoulders as her body trembled and quaked completely beyond her control. She was biting her lips with the extreme pleasure each new explosion in her body gave her.

Then she felt it. The swollen blood-engorged head. It of his prick seemed to explode deep inside her. She felt a jet of boiling hot cum spurt into her pussy and splash off the tender walls of her virginal channel. The heat of his juice gushing into her body triggered the biggest explosion yet in every fiber of her being.

"Aaaaiiiieieeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her entire body seemed to come apart. It was as if she had no being of her own, as if she was a part of his giant cock jerking in and out of her ravaged cunt. Diane closed her eyes and rode the first true come of her life to its thrilling end.

Then she opened her eyes, and reality hit her again. She had just been fucked by her own father. The shock of it all sent her into a stupor. She lay back on the bed, stunned and prostrate, ravaged shock.

And then Paul pulled his huge cock out of his daughter's cunt, and looked down at her ravaged body and terror-stricken face. Slowly, the reality of what he had just clone seeped into his brain, and he began to shake with fear.

The man pushed his fingers into the top of the panties and began to push them from the girl's white thighs. She lay on the grass without protest as he pulled them from her slim legs. Now he pushed the skirt up far enough to uncover the lower part of her body, his hands eagerly caressing the wide hips, then moving along her hips to the top of her thighs, skirting the edge of the prominent hair-covered cunt at the base of her belly, and then down to her knees. Then he seemed to be urging her to part her legs, and, as she did, the man moved between them.

"Want my cock now, baby? Want my meat up your sweet pussy?"

"Yes, you bastard, hurry! Fill my curt with cock! Jesus, you got me hot!"

Jeff Corwin crawled a little nearer the thicket that hid him from the fucking couple's eyes. His mouth went dry as he watched the man's huge cock slowly disappear in the girl's furry cunt.

Then they were fucking.

The man was moving up and down on the girl, and Jeff could hear him panting hoarsely as he rammed harder and harder into her, his hands now underneath her.

Jeff felt a strange feeling inside him, a surge of excitement that gradually focused between his thighs, making his cock harden and his balls seem heavy. Then the girl began to moan and the teen could hear her begging for more and more of the man's hard dick.

"Do it!" the girl groaned. "Oh, man, that's good fucking! Yeah! Harder! Yeah! HUMP ME!"

Jeff could hardly believe his eyes when he realized that the bodies were slowly moving across the ground. The man's jerking hips were like pistons, relentlessly driving his cock deeper and deeper into the girl's writhing body and forcing her undulating hips to slide on the grass.

Their moans of pleasure rang like thunder in the boy's ears, and he knew he couldn't stand a moment longer of the scene that assaulted all his senses.

"Now! Now! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yyyyiiiieeee!"

Jeff froze when the pretty girl's scream of ecstasy cut through the still air. He saw her hips arch up off the grass as she rode the lunging, thrusting pole that speared her body.

"Ooohhhh! That's it! Fill me with cream!" the girl cried.

Jeff saw their bodies hang suspended in air for a long, quivering moment, and then the man started pouring his milky juice into the girl's beautiful, writhing pussy.

He jogged home with his mind full of fucking. He was eighteen years old, and he had never dipped his dick inside a pussy. And lately that's all he could think about.

But soon, very soon, he hoped that that problem would be solved. His beautiful sister, Marie, had fixed him up with one of her girl friends. They were going to double date that same evening. Marie was two years older than Jeff and she seemed to sense her brother's frustration. That was why she had fixed him up with Betty Chandler. Betty loved to fuck, and she would fuck anybody.

Jeff would have been surprised had he known that his sister had nearly the same problem. At nineteen, she had never been fucked either. She had been going out with boys for a long time, but they had never done mote than give her a good-night kiss or put their arms around her.

Everyone called her beautiful, but she began to think that there was something wrong with her when she learned from some of the other girls that they had been out with boys who had begged to put their pricks into their cunts.

Not one boy or man had ever begged to fuck Marie.

This was preying on her mind as she dressed for her date. His name was Ted, and Marie had already decided that she was going to fuck with him.

She smiled at herself in the mirror. She was pretty sure that Betty was going to fuck her brother that night, too. Just imagine, she smiled to herself, both the Corwin children are going to lose their cherries on the same night!

She looked at her figure in the mirror, certain that any boy would want, to fuck it. She admired herself from all angles, noting her prominent, full tits, slim waist and feminine, rounded ass. She was dark, with shiny black hair that fell to her shoulders. But the chief attraction to her face was her lips: they were thick and generous, shapely, and seemed to promise the most desirable kisses in the world.

She began to unfasten her bra. She unclipped the catch between the cups and pulled it from her shoulders. The large, voluptuous tits were free. They stood out provocatively from her chest without any sign of sag, the heavy nipples almost uptilted. She cupped them in her hands and palms gently pressed the large melons, she felt them harden. At the same time, she felt a sharp thrill of excitement at the base of her pussy, connecting in some strange way with her tits.