Sam Davis - Hung up on incest

Sick inside, confused, Alice hardly noticed the cigarette commercial or the program. All through the next act, Alice remained beside the phone, unmoving. It was when another commercial break came that she was jarred out of the daze, realizing how much time had passed.

Alice took a step towards the door, then stopped to pick up the phone and dial. It was some time before Connie's voice asked, "Yes?"

It sounded like voices were in the background, though it could have been television.

"How's Dee?"

The background sounds snapped off. Connie answered, "Asleep. Listen… what happened the other day…"

"Is she all right?" Alice interrupted.

"She'll be fine. Don't worry. About…"

"I don't want to talk about that… not right now," Alice said.

Connie, in a soothing, calculating voice, said, "Of course. Tomorrow. I'll call when she's ready to talk – I think the two of you should patch things up and…"

"Okay, we'll talk tomorrow," Alice agreed.

They said goodnight, then Alice hung up and went into the bathroom, opened the medicine cabinet and took some sleeping pills she'd gotten from the doctor. Then she went to bed.

Joanne was sitting on his lap, her pussy wet and dewy. Frank moaned in the sensual pleasure of slowly being inserted into those warm cuntlips. She was positioned so he could reach around and caress her supple tits. Lifting her red sweater, Frank opened her bra as she circled slowly and lustfully on his cock lodged deep inside her heated pussy.

When Frank's hands slipped around under Joanne's arms, between her bra and tits, he found hardened nipple points to caress.

Joanne could do little other than circle on him. Her legs were stretched out, heels just touching the floor. He cursed that they weren't completely naked, wanting to feel the sensual stimulation of flesh against his thighs. Yet the depth of penetration, the circling hold her snatch had on him, was delightful.

He started kissing Joanne's neck, then ears, sucking and teasing them with his tongue.

"You're what I needed," he complimented.

"Oh, God, Frank, you're fucking hard and big… so… big in my cunt! The biggest!"

She dragged her heels close to the sofa and then, with feet firm on the floor, hands supporting her voluptuous body on either side of his thighs, Joanne lifted, caressing his prick with her moist pussy.

"Oh!" she sighed in joy at the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her lovely, hot cunt. "It's fucking good to do it like this… oh, so… shit!" Her snatch gripped him, then she was jerking up and down, bouncing, making his cock insert and withdraw itself. All at once Frank felt his come rippling up, driving high into her cunt.

Joanne immediately lifted, turned and began licking his cock, purring in ecstasy.

After a moment she asked, "How much more of that stuff do you have?" Her eyes looked up pleadingly.

Frank gazed almost tenderly at her. Compared to some women, Joanne was like a lovely young child; innocent, yet sexually mature of all the lustful ways of fucking.

"Let's undress," he suggested.

"A shower?" Joanne offered, taking his hand. They went into the bathroom, excited, and once there, each undressed as if on fire.

Her pussy, big tits and rosy nipples sent a charge of power through Frank. He knew they would fuck again in a very short time. Joanne's eyes grew large, staring at his swelling cock. A slow smile spread on those soft lips that could give a man so much pleasure.

"Oh, you sure fuck good!" was Joanne's only comment, while turning on the shower water. "You sure have big meat!" Her fingers reached, under his balls and tickled them, causing his prick to twitch.

Giggling in delight, Joanne moved into the shower stall, after having run her caressing fingers along his cock to pinch the meaty head.

Frank closed the door as he squeezed in beside Joanne who was already sensually slippery.

She immediately embraced him. Her pussy hairs brushed against his cock, teasing the foreskin back and forth. Her silk-wet tits crushed against his slightly hairy chest, the nipples hard prickly points that bit into him.

He began caressing her lovely, soft fanny cheeks tenderly, pleased at the way they twitched under his fingertips.

Her pussy gently rubbed against his cock.

"I love that bulging meat!" Joanne murmured, almost breathing the words on his face. Then her mouth opened and she ran her tongue along his lips.

The warm water spraying Joanne's back was now striking Frank. As his tongue touched Joanne's, she surged closer against his prick, announcing her greedy desire.

Frank dragged Joanne's tongue deep into his mouth and she withdrew her hips enough to part her legs. Slowly his cock slid into the moist seam of her cunt. Her legs closed about his shaft and she started slowly grinding them side-to-side, back and forth. He was moved between the pillars of beautiful and soft, padded thighs. Their tongues were taking turns exploring the other's mouth. Joanne's mouth evoked a sweet and delicious wine-like taste, which he savored. His cock jerked.

As his cock jerked between her thighs, Joanne rapidly jerked back and forth, her cunt jacking him off.

Frank ran his tongue over her cheeks, then along her throat.

"God, don't come, yet!" Joanne murmured.

"I won't!"

"What a fucking big hard!" she almost giggled in delight. "Feels good… there!"

Her thighs squeezed harder about him on the last word.

Joanne's sexual play was like making love to somebody you really cared about. The emotional swell of wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible kept Frank from coming in her sexy cunt as she continued to toy with his big cock.

Around and around she seemed to be going on him, purring with contentment's if there wasn't anything more enjoyable than having a hard between her legs. But if he knew Joanne, she'd want a hell of a lot more in a very short time.

He was pulsing in that sensually lingering embrace, caressing his cock back and forth in her cunt.

For only an instant the image of Alice formed, then Frank let it melt away as his mind focused on what Joanne was doing to his cock inserted in her tight cunt.

Frank's hands squeezed Joanne's ass, then worked between the cheeks, fingers reaching lower, accidentally coming in contact with his balls which seemed to hang between her legs.

His fingers caressed her asshole, probing it with light caresses.

"Frank, I'll have… a fucking come! Don't," she pleaded.

Inspired by her cries he poked into her asshole and she gasped and her body rigidly surged against his.

Joanne's shivering told him that she'd climaxed.

"I'm… clean… enough," her voice stated, as if having difficulty getting breath to speak.

She released Frank's cock. Joanne almost smashed the shower door open and stepped out. She led him with her hands clutching his cock.

"I love you!" she announced, talking to the prick in her hands. Though Frank wasn't quite sure if Joanne wasn't also indicating her deep affection for him.

Her fingers lightly teased the end of his dick, gliding the foreskin in circles. Then, as Joanne slowly lowered to her knees, her lips parting, Frank felt his prick being gently encased in a manual grip, the crown extending out, now pointing to her face.

Joanne's mouth slid around his meaty prick, hardly touching tit flesh. Merely by rolling her head in a circular motion, Frank felt moisture barely touching his cock. Joanne's tongue then began licking his foreskin.

Fink's cock touched the roof of her mouth. Joanne's tongue almost creped over the bottom of his prick, as if trying to touch each nerve, one at a time. Then those silken, wet lips leisurely began closing, and as he felt them join and then compress about his cock, he found it difficult to breathe for fear of coining.