John Kellerman - Hot and naughty nieces

"Wow! Annie… jeez!" He grunted like a happy pig and feasted on one of her breasts.

They were fucking! She knew that her father would die if he knew. But now that her cousin's cock was inside her, Annie could only think of the itchy pleasure that flooded her senses. Incest. She was doing it, fucking her very own cousin. And it felt so damned good!

"Annie honey, you're so small and sweet!" Jerry had her dancing bottom in his hands as he plunged furiously into her hot, tight pussy. She was hurting but it was easy to ignore the pain.

"Jerry, ohhhh yesss right there. When you're so deep like that I can feel it! It's huge! And it's throbbing! Ohhh Jerry darling!" She kissed him sloppily, her tongue loose against his. He writhed around on top of her, crushing the air from her lungs.

The big Lincoln bounced as they worked their hips. Annie was learning how to move her body, learning what kind of friction felt best. Sometimes she didn't want to rub very hard at all. Sometimes she couldn't rub enough. Like now! The tickling pleasure had gotten very intense. The harder she scratched that glowing spot around her clit, the more it tingled. She spread her young thighs wide and pumped her ass up and down, wallowing the delicate pink folds of her open pussy against the hilt of Jerry's prick.

"Wow Annie. Oh sonofabitch it's good!"

"Mmmmm, hold me tight Jerry. I feel like I'm falling. Ohhh shit, I'm itching all over. And my nipples are about to explode." As if to help her, Jerry mouthed one breast roughly. That seemed all she needed to set her climax going. The waves of pleasure scorched across her belly and up her thighs. Her tits heaved as she struggled to get more air. Her slender body was winding around like that of a snake. She hadn't thought she could move like she was moving. But as her climax burst up through her pussy, she knew it was easy.

"Yaaaahhhh, Jerreeee!"

He held her tight as she convulsed, her head flopping, her eyes rolled back in her head. Annie knew that she was in heaven. It really didn't matter who it was with his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. It was a male and that was the important thing. And this male, her cousin Jerry, knew more about sex than she'd thought. He was doing things to her smoldering little pussy that caused her to babble and squirm and go half crazy with the pleasure. Her back arched, then humped down into the car seat, as she stoked the slick surfaces of her vulva against the thick, hard shaft that speared in and out of her.

"Whhhuuuhhh! Jerry darling…" She'd never experienced anything so intense. And then a shudder ran through her as the last explosion melted away. Now she was aware of something else.

Jerry had gotten rigid and was holding his breath. He jerked his cock out of her clasping cunt and lifted himself slightly on knees and elbows.

"I held it as long as I could," he groaned. "I knew I couldn't come inside you… Uhhhh! Ohhhh shit!"

As Annie looked down between their bodies the car dash lights illuminated the dark and swollen head of her cousin's cock. And then a spurt of white flashed from the tip and spattered up along her belly and breasts. It was hot and smelled sharply of something she couldn't quite identify. The stuff came again, harder this time, hotter. It boiled out in stringy gobs as she finally got her hands around him and began to rub the skin around in the stiff shaft. That seemed to make Jerry feel better. He sighed with relief as she masturbated him. The curds were flooding out thickly now, making a puddle in her navel. She milked the throbbing rod, not caring that the sticky, slimy stuff was gooey between her fingers, dripping down her wrists.

Jerry had been thoughtful enough not to shoot his jizm inside her. And she could dig making it good for him. Oh had he ever made it good for her! "Darling," she cooed. "Come on my belly Jerry, just keep coming." And he did. It seemed like the hot cream would never stop pumping out of his body. And every movement of her fingers seemed to bring more. Until at last Jerry heaved a heavy sigh of satisfaction and let his body fall against hers again. She could feel the cum between their bellies. It was dripping down her sides, getting all over everything. Annie didn't care one bit.

"I guess you'd better take me home now," she said after a while. Jerry kissed the side of her face.

"You know it would sure be neat to do it inside you." He petted the sides of her face and Annie smiled up at him. She liked Jerry, liked him a lot more than she ever had before. Even knowing that he was her cousin, knowing that they'd done something terribly sinful, she felt the warmth flow from her body to his. She hugged him and whimpered happily.

"It would be nice." She blinked her eyes. "To let you do it inside me."

"Maybe I could go to the drugstore and get something to use next time."

"Next time?" she sighed coyly.

"Don't you want to do this again?" Jerry asked with surprise. Annie waited for a moment before she nodded her head slowly.

"Yes. I guess I really do."

"We'll just have to be careful. So no one will find out." Jerry wiggled his wilting cock against her cummy belly. "It would be the end if your da…"

"Sshhhh," she said, putting her finger over his lips. "It makes me a little sick just to think of that happening."

"Annie. I think I'm in love with you."

Annie hugged him harder and kissed his face. She wasn't sure whether she could go so far as to say she was in love with her cousin. But she sure wanted to be with him again. She wanted to be with him naked, their bodies wiggling in rutting joy. It was the most glorious thing she'd ever done. But her thoughts were of Gil then, wondering what he'd say if he knew that she'd given her cherry to her cousin. To let Gil find out might be every bit as bad as telling her dad.

"You really had better take me home, Jerry," she said, easing him off of her. She had a slight headache from the brandy she'd drunk. But as soon as she found that flask and had another swallow, the headache was gone and she felt warm all over again. She didn't want to sober up just yet. There were too many guilty feelings waiting to jump out at her. She wanted to keep that same glowing sensation, the tingling of her breasts, the well-fucked feeling between her cum-coated thighs.

"I hope we didn't get too much cum on Dad's car seat." Jerry had the Lincoln running now. Annie was still mopping the sticky semen from her belly while her cousin watched. "You know you've got the finest stomach I ever saw on a girl."

"How many bellies of the opposite sex have you seen?" she teased.

Jerry reddened, "Just yours."

Annie laughed. By the time Jerry had the car out on the highway again he was laughing too.

It took every ploy she could think of to talk her father into letting her go with her Uncle Wade. But at last he had given his approval. It was true what she'd said about her expertise when it came to judging antique china. And Brenda didn't find it too difficult to convince her father she knew more about the subject than Wade. But she felt that her dad suspected something. Unless it was her own guilty conscious playing tricks on her. At last she pleaded that she needed a vacation. She spent all her spare time in the shop. She wanted a chance to see some places other than her hometown. Father had relented at last. Though Brenda had the feeling that he wasn't all that hot on his daughter and his brother going off together. She was careful the next few days. Careful that she didn't give him any reason whatsoever to be suspicious.

Wade didn't help much. He couldn't keep his hands off of her. Whenever she found herself in the shop with him alone she had to fight to keep her head clear. He could make her giddy with just a kiss, a touch, a rub of his hips against hers. And then she'd find her arms around him, her mouth turned up eagerly for his hot, hungry kisses.