Sam Davis: Hung up on incest

"See, you're twitching with passion. Let's fuck!" Alice surged against him, her pussy hairs brushing back and forth on his bulging cock. Her lips were breathing on Frank's, as she started to unbutton his shirt. "I want my man naked, too. We can fuck all night. I'm really not a virgin, you know. I've had a cock fucking my pussy before. You won't be the first. I hope you aren't disappointed."

Frank felt a hard sickness at the pit of his stomach. Torn between raping Alice and throwing her out of the apartment, he merely stood there as his shirt was pulled aside so that her delicate fingers could play along his chest. She cupped Frank's cock, rolling gently on it.

"I think yours is the best cock, though." When a short spasm jerked through his prick, Alice made a mocking sound. "Oh, it is so juicy."

"My God, Alice, what's wrong? Who hopped you?"

"Oh, you darling! I've been sitting in my apartment just thinking about this beautiful hard thing you have and wanting it so bad I couldn't wait to rush over here and get it!" Her fingers squeezed his cock, then moved up and down on its length.

Frank wanted to push her away, but Alice lowered his cock so the head could be moved up and down the moist crease between her pussy lips.

It was too much to take. "God, help me!" he cried, throwing arms around her. Frank's cock slid between her thighs, which squeezed tight and hot around it.

They kissed, their tongues jerking rapidly against one another.

At that moment sanity left Frank. Long weeks of frustration drove him beyond control. Alice was here, in his arms, begging to be screwed.

Half mad with lust, Frank carried Alice to the bedroom, not once breaking the kiss. Once beside the bed, he threw her on it, falling down on top of her willowy, sexy body that had been denied him for so long.

One thought motivated Frank: God, you're going to be had; but good!

His eyes feasted on her tits, and he started kissing all over them, moving from one to the other, flicking over the rigid nipples, around them, then over the white, silky smooth flesh, up over her shoulders, down between the swelling, supple mounds which now rose between his hands.

She writhed, hugging Frank's head with tense fingers, panting under him. He shifted so that his cock fell between Alice's thighs. Her legs closed, capturing the length of hard meat between them.

Frank continued tracing wet kisses over Alice's breasts and nipples as she writhed, moving her hips and thighs from side to side. It was hard to believe that she wasn't a highly experienced woman.

As her pussy hairs touched his stomach, uncontrolled heat swept through Frank.

Gasping, he sucked in a nipple, jerking wildly on it with his tongue as Alice arched up, rubbing more forcefully at him.

Frank nibbled the flesh in his mouth, then released it.

Frantic, he covered Alice's mouth and face with passionate kisses as her pussy touched his cock.

Then as Frank let her have his tongue, which was sucked deep into a moist, gasping mouth. Alice's hips slid up and down. His cock was tortured by the warm, moist, and curly, teasing hairs moving along its long, arching shape.

As the kiss broke, Frank cried, "Christ!"

Then, his hands at either side of Alice's head, he lifted, letting the end of his cock fall between her soft thighs. She anxiously grabbed his prick, her fingers touching the balls as they guided the bulging end against a moist cunt. She spread her legs and raised them, then clutched Frank as he was driven to thrust deep into her pussy, which folded tightly about his pulsing, hot prick.

Frank drove himself wildly in and out of her gripping cunt, only vaguely aware of the sobbing sounds of pleasure uttering from her throat.

Again and again he kept slamming into her moist pussy, overwhelmed by the pleasure it gave, realizing that the sheath gripping and sliding about him was Alice's. Never before had Frank experienced anything quite like this.

Alice's hips tried to meet each of his powerful, frantic thrusts but she was unable to capture the rapid rhythm and finally merely submitted to the penetrations, her legs wrapped tightly about him.

Frank realized that Alice's ass was actually lifted off the bed. He slipped his hands under it as the building pressure of climax started tightening his cock. It seemed her cunt constricted smaller around the thrusting shaft.

Alice shuddered, her legs gripping convulsively as his cock began rippling in orgasm, spilling jizz into her willing pussy. Even then, though, his cock remained hard, buried deep, surrounded by moist, gripping walls.

Now, less wild, Frank released her ass, then braced his hands on either side of her chest and started slowly pulling part way out, then lingeringly stroking in deeper.

Alice gasped in pleasure and surprise, her feet now pulled up against her thighs pressed to the bed. Submissively, she received every lingering penetration, her tits heaving.

Frank watched the expression of rapture on Alice's face as his cock continued feeding itself in and out of her warm cunt. At first he was only erect, but not completely hard. But after a few moments, his cock became a rigid pole gliding in and out of her.

As the passion increased, Frank suddenly remembered the words Alice had used, and the fact she'd claimed having a cock before. Fury surged into him, mixing with animal passions.

All at once Frank realized she'd actually been holding out on him, torturing him for some perverse, cruel reason.

It was so logical. A whoring sister, brother, father and mother. Obviously, Alice Compton would have a different perversity. Torture a man, drive him insane with passionate need – to the edge of madness.

"Goddamn you, Alice!" he yelled, savagely ramming his hard cock brutally into her. "You whoring bitch!"

Uncaring, Frank started slamming down harder and harder, causing her to sink into the bed with every penetration.

The evidence supporting Alice's words had been crushingly proven by the lack of a cherry to resist his very first penetration.

His body was now hammering down on her soft, supple figure, his cock fucking in and out in long, swift strokes, nearing quick orgasm.

With each thrust, Frank thought how she'd tortured him for weeks, playing a cruel game, seeing how much he'd squirm.

Suddenly, so furious that sane, rational thoughts were beyond reason, Frank yanked himself out of her pussy. He grabbed Alice's hair, almost ripping it by the roots. He forced her beautiful, passion-tortured face against his cock.

"Now, damn you, there it is! I'll fuck your head off with it!"

Alice moaned in anguish against his glistening cock.

"Eat!" he screamed, gripping Alice's hair, tangling it between clawed fingers.

Her eyes, still gazed, but burning raw with lust, stared wildly at the man's cock.

"Come on, damn you!" Frank's fingers gripped tighter on her hair.

The pain made Alice cry, and she opened her mouth wide to scream. Frank savagely shoved his cock into the orifice, muffling the sound. He held her head in place.

Alice began trembling, her throat gagged, and then her teeth started to close around the shaft buried between them.

As they bit against hard flesh, Frank squeezed Alice's hair, brutally.

"Don't!" he warned, and the teeth relaxed, replaced by moist padded lips. "That's better!"

Alice gagged again, trying to get the cock out of her mouth, but he held her tight against it.

"You know what to do!" he stated between clenched teeth, still half-crazed, unable to think of anything other than how Alice had cheated him for months. It would be the last man she drove insane with need. That much Frank promised. Paula's lips folded anxiously about Bill's cock. They were soft cushions, moist, eager. When she licked his cock-head, he knew it would probably be the best blowjob he'd ever experienced.