Jerry Milner: Daddy_s little girls

Olive liked it. She was moaning and sighing and squeezing her ass, while she held onto Russ' hair, as if she was afraid he might stop.

"Yes! That's right! Once you get a taste for cunt you can't get enough of it! Take it from me – I know. A virgin cunt's the best, but the one you've got your tongue in is damned hard to beat. Do you want to fuck now?"

Olive moaned in excitement as Russ nodded his head, with his trembling tongue still in her cunt. "Next time you can make a meal of my cunt," she said, "but right now I need to be fucked."

"It wasn't so bad," Russ panted, when she moved his black-pantied cunt from his face.

"It was beautiful!" Olive told him, kissing him warmly.

She leaned back and once again drew her panties aside. He was watching avidly and the girls were watching, too. Olive rose up on her knees with his cock in her hand and directed it up at her cunt. Russ' cockshaft was very white, his cockhead very pink in her tanned hand. Both girls winced as she directed his cockhead up between her legs, and they clung to each other's waists harder still as Olive lowered her wriggling cunt down on his cock.

As if by magic, it disappeared. Right up inside Olive's body it went, and its entry was accompanied by a moan of deep contentment tha came out of both Olive and Russ at once.

"Ah-h-h-h! Good and hard and hot!" Olive said. "Oh-h-h-h! I'm actually fucking you!" said Russ. "No, I'm fucking you this time," said Olive, and she began to move her hips.

Her hips were nice and round. Olive could squirm them in every direction, it seemed. And this she did while she held her tits in her hands and kept Russ constantly moaning.

"Oh-h-h, my gosh! Oh-h-h, it feels so good! Ge-e-ez, I'm actually fucking you!"

"And getting me hot! Getting me good and hot!" Olive panted, moving her hips even faster. "I'm gonna cum! Your kissing my cunt makes me cum! Oh, what a cock you've got! So stiff and hard, so fucking hot I can't stand it! Look, baby. Look how it's going in through my panties and up through my cunt. Oh, shit! Just look!" She began bouncing up and down on Russ' lap.

Her tits were flopping all around. Betty and Lynette could see them as Olive's torso twisted this way and that in her increasingly frenzied fucking. Russ had a far better view of her tits as they swung back and forth before his face. He clutched at Olive's tiny and very active waist, as if he feared she might change her mind about twisting and plunging her cunt up and down on his throbbing, hot cock.

"Now fuck me! Fuck back at me!" Olive commanded. "Get your ass off that couch, and shove your cock up inside me!" she cried. Russ quickly did as he was told.

His white cockshaft glistened wet with Olive's cuntjuices as they parted and came very quickly together again. Over and over again, the girls saw brief flashes of his cock before it pistoned again into Olive's cunt. Her black hair was in disarray now, flying about her tanned shoulders. His face was showing signs of strain, as if he was laboring hard at some difficult task, but he was moving faster all the time. The girls were close enough to hear sounds of wet squelching as the fucking went on, close enough to smell the scent of real sex. Hip-to-hip and flank-to-flank, the breathless girls watched the two on the couch work as one as their fucking frenzy mounted.

"I'm gonna cum! I can't help it!" Russ loudly announced.

"Yes! Do it now! Cum with me!" Olive cried, jamming down with her cunt all the way on his cock, then moaning and squirming and holding him close, while his balls jerked and contracted, shooting more and more jism up into her orgasming body.

"Aw! Yes! Keep cumming! Let me feel it!" Olive howled from on top of his cock.

"Shooting! And shooting and shooting!" Russ yelled, straining upward as hard as he could, pouring torrents of jism up from the end of his cock.

"Aoogh! Aaooogh! All of it!" Olive shouted, her ass trembling and tensing as she wrang the hot jism from Russ' captive cock.

"I love to have my tits sucked! I love to get fucked! I love to suck cock and eat virgin pussy!" she cried, and all at once she was off Russ' lap and down on the couch beside him, sucking his slippery, wet cock into her mouth and looking straight at Lynette.

Betty didn't see it. She had just turned to look at Lynette in astonishment when Olive's wink came Lynette's way and made the teenaged redhead jump up and run for her house.

Lynette ran right into her bathroom, locked the door and leaned panting against the sink. She felt feverish, and her tits and her cunt felt on fire.

The terrible beauty of all she had seen still astounded her. She hated Russ now, but yearned for him more than ever. She absolutely detested Olive Cook, but as she looked down at her trembling legs, she could imagine Olive's tanned face between them, her tongue reaching for her burning hot cunt.

Lynette decided to take off her tee shirt an shorts and take a cold shower, but just then she heard Betty's voice through the bathroom door.

"Lynette! C'mere! Look at me! I'm getting fucked!"

Lynette's shorts were still unzipped as she rushed from the room. Betty had taken her shorts off, and she was sifting on Lynette's bed with a grin on her flushed pink face, moving her finger in and out of her cunt.

"Betty, don't!" Lynette cried, rushing up onto the bed with her cousin to grab Betty's hand as she pushed it between her widespread legs.

Reify snatched her hand away from Lynette. "Why not? When I itch, I scratch," she said. "And does it ever feel good to scratch yourself here!" She pushed her finger up her cunt.

Once again Lynette felt like crying, and once again she found that she couldn't ignore what was happening before her. The pink color of Betty's cuntlips was beautiful. The fringe of tiny golden hairs around her cunt was as delicate as could be. She could see Betty's tiny clit, and it made her bite her lip to look at it. It was all rosy pink down between Betty's legs, and her sweet aunt seemed to be smiling and sucking the glistening wet finger that entered it over and over again.

"Y-You really shouldn't do that," Lynette weakly said.

"Mmm, but it feels so awful good! Do you ever fingerfuck yourself, Lynette?"

"No! It isn't good for you."

"You fibber!" said Betty, as she went on with her slow fingerfucking, swaying her hips to meet each of her finger insertions. "I bet you do it all the time. I bet you take pictures of TV stars to bed with you and make believe they're fucking you and kissing your cunt while you fingerfuck yourself silly."

"I don't," Lynette murmured, squirming her itching asscheeks on the bed, still staring at her cousin's wet finger. She felt so tense she could scream.

"You ought to try it!" Betty said, pushing her finger still deeper, pursing her lips and grinning. "I bet your cunt is as wet as mine. I bet your finger would slide right in."

Lynette's palms were wet. She kept rubbing them against her smooth thighs as she said, "No, my cunt isn't wet. Watching Mrs. Cook do those things to Russ just made me feel sick!"

"You fibber!" Betty said. She rubbed her cunt. "I know you've got wet shorts on. You're no different from me. Did you see how big his cock was? Oooo! I'd sure like to see how big Mrs. Cook's boyfriend's cock is!"

"I wouldn't," said Lynette. "It just made me sick!" She squirmed nervously, still watching Betty's finger slide so easily into her cunt.

"It made you wet, that's what it did. I'll bet you it did. I'll bet you a double dare your cunt's just as wet as mine is now."

"I don't bet on silly thing like that," Lynette said, starting to get off the bed.

Betty was at her like a flash. She caught a handful of Lynette's long, red hair and dragged her down on the bed with her. She held her near-naked, grappling body and dug into her shorts. "I'll find out for myself if you're wet!" she yelled.