Ray Todd - The farmer niece

"Oh, sweet shit!" sobbed Angela as their bodies melted into a lewd embrace, hugging, stroking, kissing and wildly fingering each other's fuck-holes.

"Mmmmmmmm," moaned Sarah, completely thrilled with the feel of her cousin's finger gliding deliciously around in her tingling slit. Sobbing with joy, she pressed her open lips over Angela's mouth, thrusting her tongue between her parted lips.

"Ooooooooh!" Angela whispered, feeling her cousin's slippery little tongue wandering deliciously around in her open mouth.

With the girls' hot, wet lips locked passionately together, there were no longer any squeals or cries, only moans from deep in their throats. As the rapid rhythm of their obscene fingering increased, they were writhing their steaming cunts around each other's fingers. Both of their young bodies were jerking and lurching excitedly as they rapidly approached their impending orgasms.

Suddenly remembering how good it had felt when Samuel was eating her pussy, Angela pulled her lips from Sarah's and quickly buried her face into her cousin's wet open slit.

"Oh, Christ!" squealed Sarah, feeling her cousin's tongue slithering up into her hot wet cunt.

"Does that feel good?" Angela whispered up to her.

"Shit, yes."

"Mmmmmmmmm," whispered Angela, lifting her face to wipe a bit of slit-juice from her chin. "I didn't realize how good a pussy would taste. Shit, no wonder guys like to eat cunt."

"Hot fuckin' damn," panted Sarah, grinding her hot little pussy around her cousin's slurping mouth. "That feels so shittin' good!"

Pushing her mouth tighter against Sarah's dripping slit, Angela began licking deep into her cunt like a hungry dog. With her tongue lapping greedily into her cousin's hot little fuck-tunnel, Angela was reaching up and passionately fondling her lust-swollen nipples.

"Ooooooooh, shit!" squealed Sarah. "That's it! Suck my cunt! Squeeze my titties! If feels so good… so good!"

As Angela continued mouth-fucking her cousin, Sarah was becoming more and more excited.

"Angela," Sarah suddenly asked. "May I lick your pussy, too?"

"Shit, yes," she panted, squirming around to make her cunt more available. "Be my guest."

Lifting one leg, she straddled Sarah's face as her cousin lay on her back. With her twat poised just above the girl's mouth, Angela leaned forward until her own mouth reached Sarah's pussy in the good old sixty-nine position.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" gasped Sarah, looking up into the juicy pink fuck-hole poised just above her face. "What a cute cunt!"

The hot open pussy-lips were pink and passion-swollen. She could see Angela's quivering clit dangling down, and looking further up into the slippery hole, she could see her cunt-walls pulsating in anticipation of the delicious licking Sarah was going to give her.

Grasping her cousin's butt, Sarah pulled the girl's hot cunt down over her lips.

"Oh, sweet shit!" panted Angela, spreading her thighs further apart, giving Sarah more room to work.

Watching the two girls writhing around in the lewd sixty-nine position, sucking hungrily and noisily on each other's cunts, soon had Samuel lustily stroking his hard boner. The air was filled with their slurping sounds as the two naked teen-agers sucked on and on. Sucking frantically on each other's hot, dripping pussies, it was obvious they were giving each other the wild tonguing they both wanted. On and on they sucked, both of them on the verge of hysteria until they simultaneously exploded into their overpowering orgasms.

"God," whispered Sarah a few moments later when they'd regained enough strength to untangle their obscenely locked bodies. "That was neat!"

"It sure was," panted Angela.

"Look," squealed Sarah, pointing to her brother's new hard-on. "Samuel's ready to fuck us again."

As the long summer was drawing to a close, Angela was growing restless. She rarely left the farm except to attend church on Sundays, and being an extremely promiscuous youngster, she needed more than just Samuel's cock to keep her satisfied. The only other prick on the farm belonged to her uncle, and with his moral codes, Angela doubted very much if he could be seduced, but as time passed, she was thinking more and more about it. Uncle Lester was a rather nice-looking man in a gaunt way, and with his big muscular frame, Angela imagined that he was pretty well hung.

The biggest obstacle that stood in her way was the fact that she was never alone with him. The first opportunity came late in August when Aunt Harriet asked Samuel to drive she and Sarah into town to buy some school clothes for the girl. Since the general store was never open on Sundays, they had to go during the week, leaving Uncle Lester behind to take care of the farm for the day. They'd asked Angela to ride in with them, but the girl told them she'd rather stay behind as she didn't feel very well.

This was the time of year that there wasn't too much to do on the farm after the chores were done and the livestock fed. After Angela had prepared and served him lunch, her uncle went out to the barn.

Deciding this was her only opportunity, Angela took off her panties and slipped into one of her short little dresses that Uncle Lester raised so much hell about. Waiting a few minutes, she finally strolled out to the barn. At first she didn't see him, and then hearing a wet splashing sound, she spied him in a corner pissing against the wall. The fly of his bib overalls was open and he was clutching the biggest fucking cock that Angela had ever seen. Even in its soft state it was long and thick with a big stream of piss pouring out of his huge purple cockhead.

He'd finished and was busy shaking the last drops off when he saw Angela staring at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he roared, trying to stuff his pecker back into his overalls.

"Watching you piss," she giggled.

"Stop that filthy talk and get out of here," the man shouted.

"Why don't you like me?" she asked in a plaintive voice. "Why are you always picking on me?"

"Because you're filled with sin," he replied. "Look at that shameful dress you're wearing."

"Don't you think my legs are pretty," she suddenly asked.

"Decent girls don't go around displaying their bare legs to men," he replied. "It's disgraceful. Now go in the house where you belong."

"Please, Uncle Lester," she begged, "may I stay out here with you if I behave?"

"All right," he sighed, kneeling down in front of the stalls he'd been repairing. "But I don't want to hear any more of your filthy talk."

"Thank you, Uncle Lester," she whispered, squatting down in front of where he was kneeling, opening her thighs to give him a good look at her cute little beaver.

She was more than pleased with the expression that came over his face when he first noticed her juicy little twat. She'd half expected him to roar at her, but he just quickly averted his eyes as he nervously licked his lips. Wrapping wire around a split board, he kept stealing furtive glances up between her legs. His face was flushed and his hands were trembling as he tried to concentrate on his work.

"Uncle Lester," she said a few minutes later, "I don't mean to sound sinful, but I'll bet Aunt Harriet sure enjoys that big cock of yours."

"WHAT!" he roared.

"I saw what a nice big prick you have when you were pissin' and I asked if Aunt Harriet enjoyed it."

"You filthy little slut!" he shouted. "How can you be so sinful?"

"Then why do you keep staring at my pussy?" she giggled. "I saw you peeking up between my legs."

"Get out of here!" he roared, jumping to his feet.

"I'll bet it's been a long time since you messed around with a hot young cunt like mine," she smiled. "Remember how hot and juicy they were."

"You evil slut!" he roared, "get out of here before I break your neck."