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Sam Davis: Hung up on incest

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"Frank," Joanne's voice whispered weakly as she stood, "I almost pissed, so help me!" They held one another in a loving tender embrace before she stepped away. A trembling hand urged him towards the bedroom, in which a large, dominating king size bed, sheets drawn back, seemed to invite more wild screwing.

"You taste good," Joanne announced, eyes filled with seductive tenderness, close to love. "But then, I always did like a man's juicy cum."

Joanne had always loved to talk in the most blatantly crude way about sex. It was part of her nature. Sex talk was to Joanne caressing love-words, almost like those of a great romantic poet.

"I think it's wonderful sucking cum. I can never make up my mind where I want it most. A cock feels so fucking good screwing my pussy, or fucking Greek-style and, yet that hot come taste."

She shrugged, as if frustrated by a lack of words expressive enough to relate exactly how she felt.

Now, instead of talking, Joanne started to help Frank undress. Sensitive fingertips caressed his flesh. It was obvious that Joanne had no plans of giving him even a chance to talk until sexually exhausted. For most women, conversation came first.

Not with Joanne.

When Joanne's warm, naked body merged against his in their first real full embrace, Frank realized how much he'd needed a sexual outlet. Her blowjob had hardly strained his ability to respond.

God, he thought, pleased, it might even be possible to satisfy Joanne's greedy hungers.

"You feel good, this way, too," she announced, contented against him, letting her thigh thrust between his legs and play sensually on his cock.

Their lips met and the rapid tonguing lifted his cock like a hard, iron pole.

His prick twitched violently as it made contact with the fleecy hair covering her love-cave. The heated moisture and soft, eager flesh was like electric fire breathing against him.

She sensuously moved slightly back and forth so his cock was rubbing between her extended pussy lips. He could stand it no longer and, gripping her hips, lifted Joanne, who moved on tiptoe to help him. His cock felt her moist cunt and easily entered it.

Joanne's legs circled him and her arms embraced his shoulders. Now she made those delicate, delicious movements with his cock inserted deep in her cunt.

"Just come, fast," she breathed against his lips. Then she dragged his tongue deep into a sucking kiss.

Their bodies driven to a quick peak, they were now rapidly jerking.

Then he felt the pressure, the last moment of swelling before orgasm. Joanne screamed, "Your fucking cock is killing me! I-I'm…" Her throat was constricting and he felt her cunt convulsing. They climaxed simultaneously.

Immediately, eager to rest, they parted and then were lying together. It wouldn't be long before it started all over again.

Frank realized he could hardly wait.

Finally, Joanne said, "How about pussy-sucking before I really fuck your cock? Maybe you need a little working up to fill those sexy balls."

"Joanne, you're the only woman in the world who can talk like some screwball whore and make it exciting. The only woman I know who doesn't seem cheap or crude or…"

"Fuck you! Come down and suck pussy!" she invited, lying on the bed and parting her firm, smooth thighs, so that the fleecy mound of her cunt was visible, the lips extended and moist. There was no question that Joanne had experienced an orgasm when giving that wild blowjob on his hard shaft.

When Frank approached the parted lips of her swollen pussy, Joanne cried in protest, "Get that damn fucking prick in my face, you crazy nut!"

He swung around until his thighs straddled Joanne's head. Frank's tongue played on her silky stomach, teasing the tucked-in navel, then slowly progressed towards the warm moisture of her aroused cunt. Joanne's fingers started lightly caressing his limp prick.

"Your dick is so red, soft, hot. Oh, so thrillingly big, so much sex-meat." The words began breathing against his slowly responding cock as he discovered her warm, moist pussy lips. Tongue probing deep, searching out her sensitive clit, Frank became totally enveloped in damp lips and squeezing hands. Joanne's mouth started slowly, sensually, lingeringly stroking up and down his cock with her mouth.

It was a signal that she wanted things to last a long time, and Frank became totally responsive to her wishes, letting his lips and tongue move lovingly over her, lightly sucking, gently probing.

After the frustrations caused by Alice, Joanne was an orgasmic Goddess from some mythical land of sex worshippers.

If Alice just wasn't so hung-up! She was totally different from the other members of the family. Frank knew too much about them through her brother. The Comptons were open about sex, though different in some basic ways. The old man, Frank's boss, screwed any woman willing to put out. Joanne had served as a cooperative partner, but that was the norm for this woman. Sylvia Compton had, over the years, become a drunken lush and in revenge for her husband's extra-marital affairs, threw it around at any young man who might be ambitious enough to please her. With that kind of home, it wasn't surprising that their children would turn into sexual odd balls. Bill certainly showed every sign of turning into a worse bastard than his father. Frank felt sorry for Dee, being seventeen and too young to understand what a damn fool she was making of herself. Dee swung in order to learn what it was all about. Only Alice was different, close to being a sick prude.

Such thoughts slashed through Frank's mind like swift snapshots, which he consciously ignored.

Joanne's hungry lips were the only things that made this possible.

As his cock began to swell inside her moist oral embrace, Frank raised his body, anticipating an orgasm.

Joanne wanted to be dominated. She wanted to be the submissive female assaulted forcefully by a man's hard cock. She wanted a male body ramming savagely between her legs.

How long they had been playing at the sixty-nine position, Frank could only guess. It must have been quite a while, because he was ready to come. It was going to be very good.

They were almost wildly insane as their bodies surged together.

"Rape my fucking pussy!" she screamed. "Rape it hard and good with your screwing, fat prick!"

Then he felt her touch his cock and knew exactly how great it really would be. She was the hottest female he'd ever known and at a peak of passion. When Joanne Davis was on that level of stimulation, it took a master to control the sex-bout to follow.

With total modesty, Frank knew he'd learned to be a master – at least with her – from long experience.

What followed left no room for any awareness other than the woman's body under his.

CHAPTER THREE

When Dee Compton watched the two men undressing, both of them gaping at her young, naked body lounging on the long, low, yellow sofa, she couldn't help cupping a hand against the dark brown fleece surrounding her cunt and slipping a finger into it.

The black man, Sam Reed, was dark brown. His Afro hair bloomed out, making his head look twice as large. He was a huge man in every way, with the kind of hard, lumpy muscles of a well-built Negro.

But what caused Dee to wriggle a finger rapidly against her clit was the size of his huge black cock as he pulled his jocks down.

An electric thrill charged Dee. This would be the first black she'd ever had. It was also the first time she would be screwing two cocks at once. Having heard how wild that kind of scene was from other girls, Dee had finally decided it was time to try it.

Sam Reed was recommended highly by Connie, who had quite a reputation all her own. Connie admitted being bisexual. Dee reminded herself to try that lesbian thing with Connie. But right now the sight of Sam's slowly rising cock made her suddenly weak. And burning hot.

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