David Crane: Family love

She felt his cockhead expand to the limit.

She knew he was ready to blow.

She pulled her lips up to the very tip of his prick and whispered into his cock as if it were a microphone.

"Come," she pleaded.

"Yes!"

"Feed me that sweet spunk."

"Now!" he yelled.

Her lips parted and her head pushed down and as his big cockhead pushed far back into her mouth, Raymond cried out in ecstasy.

His balls exploded.

The hot sap rushed up his shaft and burst into her mouth, hosing her throat and whitewashing her gullet. He came with such force that her head was driven back by the powerful jet of jism.

Margie's mouth was full of cum.

She gulped it down, to make room for more, and pushed her head back down as he blew a second tremendous geyser into her ravenous head. He poured a third dose into her – and then a fourth. The thick stuff came out endlessly and the cock-hungry, cum-starved woman gulped it all down with joy.

Drained, Raymond staggered.

Margie continued to suck away on his prick as she made certain that she had swallowed every precious drop, that not a single nugget of spunk remained in his cock or balls. Then she pulled her lips away and used her hot tongue to lick his cockhead glistening clean and to gather up a few stray drops that had run down onto his balls.

She sat back on her heels.

She gazed in adoration at that massive hunk of meat that had lust fed her such a delicious feast.

His cock was softened slightly. It was swaying around before his belly, but it had not begun to droop. Raymond was as she knew, a potent fellow.

Now she would get the fucking she craved.

They went into the bedroom.

They undressed quickly, looking at each other. Raymond's cock was still rampant, sticking out and up from his loins. Margie's cunt longed for that big rod to stuff her brimful. She had been fiery hot when she arrived – now that she had sucked him off and drunk his cum, she was even hotter. Her clit seemed to be as stiff as his prick as it pushed out from her soaking slot and her hole burned to be filled.

Margie finished undressing first, because she wore no underwear and had only to remove her dress and shoes. She lay down on the bed, waiting for Raymond to get naked. She devoured him with her eyes.

He came to the bed.

Margie spread her legs.

They had even more variation in their fucking routines than she used when she blew him. Sometimes they did it standing up, or kneeling face to face. Sometimes he threw a doggy fuck into her from the back as she knelt like a bitch, and at other times she would sit on his cock, going up and down like a fireman on a pole. But today she was in the mood for a good old-fashioned, missionary-style fuck. She was too hot and ready for cock to think about variations.

Raymond realized this.

He knelt beside her and she wrapped her hand around his prick, pumping it up end down to make sure it was as big and as hard as possible.

He bent over her, lowering his face to her tits, and began to suck on her nipples. He cupped her cunt in his hand and massaged it, then pushed his middle finger up her hole, but there was no need to stimulate her by hand, for she was as ready as a woman can get. Her pussy sucked on his finger as she worked her cunt muscles. He began to fingerfuck her with three fingers and rubbed his thumb over her pulsing clit as he did sp.

She was still hand-stroking his cock and it was as huge and hard as it had been before she had milked him off with her mouth, a rock hard bar of joy. She wanted it. But she knew he loved to suck on her tits and she waited, enjoying that tit sucking as a preliminary and willing her pussy to hold back so that she wouldn't come on his hand, saving that lovely thrill for the fucking.

She loved simultaneous orgasms.

She always tried to hold back until she felt a man spurt his jism into her cunt before she melted in the ecstasy of her own climax. And as long as she didn't come too quickly, it always worked. Cum was like a catalyst in her twat. The instant size felt the hot stuff pour into her, she reached the peak of sensation, herself.

It was a very handy talent, for such an oversexed woman to have and she appreciated it.

Raymond began to go down on her.

He kissed and licked down her belly.

Poised above her crotch, he gazed up at her with a questioning look.

"Shall I eat you out first?" he asked.

Margie knew that he was not merely offering to return the oral favor, because he always loved to suck cunt and did so with gusto. But as much as she enjoyed being sucked off, she wasn't in the mood for it now – she simply had to have a cuntful of prick first.

"No – fuck me now," she whispered.

Raymond grinned.

He dipped down and gave her wet cunt a solitary swipe of his nimble tongue, running up the slot and across the vibrant clit, causing her to tremble.

Then he mounted her.

Kneeling between her thighs, he lowered his cock into her crotch. She opened her legs around his. His prick needed no manual guidance from either of them. He knew from experience that his cock flew straight up her cunt like a guided missile.

He pushed his hips forwards.

His cockhead delved into her slot and he paused there for a moment, tightening his muscles so that the knob twitched in her pussy and against her clit. The heat from her hole washed over his balls like a blast furnace. Margie arched her back, lifting her crotch into the fucking elevation as she waited for him to pour the pork to her. Her face was contorted by lust now, eyes narrowed, lips slack. She turned her head from side to side on the pillow.

Her soft thighs clamped over his haunches, urging him to run his cock into her twat.

Raymond slowly fed, the meat to her.

He went in inch by inch, slow and steady, enjoying the increasing sensation as more and more of his prick was encased in slippery cunt, and letting her thrill to the feeling of being stuffed with prick deeper and deeper up her hot, creamy hole.

Margie twisted her hips from side to side with a screwing motion, threading her cunt onto his cock.

Then he was buried to the hilt.

His balls were jammed tight against her up tilted ass and every inch of his long, thick cock was bedded in her slot. Margie whimpered with the joy of being chock-a-block full of cockmeat, as he held that full penetration for a few moments, loving the feeling of having his prick completely buried. His weight rated on his hands and knees so that they touched only at the crucial spot where they were coupled – where his cock lay across her clit like a lever over a fulcrum, ready to pry the pleasure out of her loins like a crowbar.

Margie arched tightly under him.

"Fuck," she whispered.

Raymond held the penetration for another moment, while her cunt sucked on his cock just as if she had a secret mouth buried in her loins.

Then he began to fuck her with gusto.

He drew his prick out until only the head remained in her hole, paused, and then slipped the whole thing back in. Margie met him with counter pointal strokes, pushing her pussy down to meet and contain his thrusts and twisting her hips as he drew back out. They fell into the tempo easily, moving together at the pace of mutual preference.

Raymond put it to her with long, underslung strokes. Then he worked the variations. He corkscrcwed in. He fed it to her with short, sharp jabs, followed by long, slow thrusts. He shifted his ass from side to side and poured the meat to her from different angles and then raised up so that he was, fucking at a descending angle, with his cock running full length across her burning clit as it went in and out.

Margie shuddered and whimpered with joy. Her wet belly slapped against his and she hooked her legs around him, her heels drumming on his ass and then locking behind his knees. She pulled him up her cunt with her thighs and she sucked him in with her pussy.