Jerry Milner: Daddy_s little girls

Betty was giggling while Lynette raged. After a short struggle, Betty finally got her fingers to Lynette's retreating wet cunt.

"I knew it was making you hot! I just knew it!" Betty exulted, fondling Lynette's dripping cunt.

"Betty, don't! That's enough! I can't stand it!" Lynette squealed, trying in vain to squirm from her cousin, and from the fingers that touched her and rubbed her as no other fingers ever had.

Betty had Lynette pinned down with the weight of her body. "Do you play with yourself?" she demanded to know. "Do you fingerfuck yourself while you think about TV stars?"

"Yes! All the time! Betty, stop it!"

"And did it get you got watching those two fuck?"

"Yes! My cunt got all wet and hot! But please don't touch my cunt any more!"

"And do you lose the double dare? Do you? Do you?"

"Yes! Yes, if you'll just let me up now!"

Betty rolled off of Lynette.

Lynette was relieved, but she didn't want to admit how good Betty's fingers had felt in her cunt. She was ashamed of herself for wanting still more of Betty's exciting touch. And Betty acted as if she was ready to provide Lynette with that. She was tugging down her shorts.

"W-What are you doing, Betty?"

"I'm takin' 'em off. So you can pay off your double dare."

She threw her shorts into a corner of the room. Lynette, wearing only a thin cotton top, sat up on the bed, too afraid to ask what was on Betty's mind.

"Get up on your knees," Betty said, "and face me. Come on! You lost the dare. You've got to do it."

"What for?" Lynette asked even as she did as she was told. "What are you going to do?"

"We're going to make each other cum."

"You and me? Together? Oh, no!" said Lynette, but she moved her hand toward Betty's wet cunt.

She gasped, clutching at Betty's cunt.

"Hey, that's just super!" said Betty, when Lynette pushed her fingers in deeper. "It's twice as good as doing it to myself. It never felt so good before! Don't you like it? Isn't it just the greatest this way?"

"It is!" Lynette said, rubbing her cousin's hot, wet cunt faster, moving closer to Betty so she could do the same for her. "Nothing can feel any better than this!"

"Except a big cock!" Betty said. She thrust her firm tits against Lynette's and grabbed Lynette's twitching ass. With her lips almost touching Lynette's, she said, "Wouldn't you like to have a big cock in you now? Wouldn't you like to have Mrs. Cook's boyfriend sucking your cunt?"

"Yes!" Lynette said, gasping, but the vision she had was that of Olive Cook licking and kissing her cunt. She rubbed Betty's cunt with great ardor.

"We're going to fuck a guy, aren't we?" Betty demanded. "The next guy we see we're going to fuck!"

"Yes! I want to! I'd do it with you!" Lynette promised, as deep waves of giddy pleasure swept through her hot body.

"Lynette?" Betty said in a tone filled with apprehension. "Lynette, it's going to happen! Lynette, you're gonna make me cum!"

"Me too!" yelled her cousin, pushing her cunt against Betty's massaging hand.

Titty-to-titty and mouth-to-mouth, shoving their fingers into each other's cunt, they frantically drove one another still further up the ladder to ecstatic heights. They gasped hot, dirty words as they neared a huge climax.

"Fuck!" Betty panted.

"Sucking cock!" said Lynette.

"Pricks and cocks and dicks, all up inside us!"

"Kissing cunt! Sucking cunt!"

"Fingerfucking!"

"Yes, fingerfucking!" Lynette cried out, plunging her wet finger deep in her cousin's cunt. She cried out again when she felt her cousin's finger being thrust up her own cunt.

"Cumming now!"

"Me too!"

"Eeek!"

"Yes-s-s!"

"Hey, what the heck's goin' on here?" said someone at the bedroom door. As Lynette fell into a squirming heap with her orgasming cousin, she saw her brother watching them through goggling eyes.

"What in the heck?" Mark said, but that was all Lynette's brother had time to say before Betty was up off the bed and at him.

Lynette was right behind her, forgetting about her naked ass as she beat at Mark with her fists and cried, "I'll teach you to spy on us!"

While Lynette was beating on him, Betty was dragging him into the bedroom. Mark was still trying to ward off the blows of his sister's fists as Betty pushed him down onto the bed.

"What are you doin'? Lemme alone!" he cried. "Cut it out or I'll tell Dad when he comes home!"

"You won't tell your Dad anything!" Betty yelled back at him. "Come on, Lynette! Help me take off his clothes!"

Mark squealed and fought back even harder. When his flailing fist hit Lynette's tit, she swung back at him and threw her weight on his chest to hold him down. Betty already had his pants open and was pulling them down. The last thing in the world Lynette wanted was to have her brother naked in bed with them, but before she could stop her very determined cousin, there he was. Mark's cock was limp and entirely fascinating to the girls.

Lynette didn't have much of a look at it at first. Betty took his cock in her fist and pulled hard, and when Mark howled in pain, she warned, "You better not tell about any of this, or I'll pull your darned cock right off!"

"I won't! Lemme go! Ow-w-w!"

Betty kept hold of his cock. And though she grinned in delight at Lynette, her tone of voice was still angry as she told him, "I might just pull it off anyway. It's so it wouldn't make any difference to you. Just look how tiny it is, Lynette. See?" Betty held his cock between two of her fingers and flopped it back and forth.

Lynette was fascinated. Though Mark's cock wasn't at all like the big, stiff cock she'd see plunging into Mrs. Cook's panties, looking at his fat, worm like cock made Lynette gasp and peer closer at it, while Mark helplessly squirmed his body under hers.

His cock had a sharp, tapered point that was all wrinkled up. Lynette leaned closer still. Betty did, too, as she pulled down on Mark's cock. His fat cock started bending. Betty pulled back his cock's tight sheath of skin, and a rosy pink knob appeared.

"There it is!" Betty said breathlessly. "There's his cock!"

Mark was weeping and wailing now, but both girls ignored his cries as they looked more closely at his cock. "How can he fuck us with a dinky old cock like that?" Betty wondered.

"Him? Fuck us?" said Lynette, astonished.

"Remember? We said we were going to fuck the next guy we saw."

"My brother?"

"Look!" Betty said, though Lynette was already looking quite closely. Mark cried out loudly as Betty pushed the skin of his cock farther down. The knob of his cock popped right up. Betty said, "He might not be too after all."

Betty started playing faster with Mark's cock. Mark's strugglings settled down into stead squirmings. Lynette thought back to how she had seen the terribly sexy and wicked Mrs. Cook suddenly swoop down to suck on Russ' cock. Before she could think about what she was doing, Lynette swooped down to suck Mark's cock.

"Oh, Lynette! Oh, that's so sexy!" Betty exclaimed, wishing she'd been the first one to do it.

Lynette didn't know if it was sexy or what. All she knew was that she suddenly had a strange thing in her mouth, a part of her brother that made her feel very strange. It tasted salty, but she didn't want to spit it out of her mouth and have Betty laugh at her. So she sucked and she swallowed, and as the salty taste went away, he found that it wasn't so bad. She told herself it was no different than sucking on someone's finger but, of course it was.

It was terribly sexy. It was sexier than fucking. "Let me do it!" Betty was begging, shaking Lynette by the shoulder. Lynette shook her head and kept sucking. Thinking back to how Olive Cook had winked in her direction while Olive had been sucking Russ' cock, Lynette sucked more vigorously on Mark's cock.