Ray Strong: Hot daughter

Closing the door and locking it, Ron moved over to the bed and looked down at his sleeping sister. The covers were down to her waist, giving him an opportunity to admire her full, weighty, pear-shaped tits. God! They were beautiful. He was willing to bet they tasted just like the fruit they resembled. She was over on the far left side of the bed, facing away from the bed itself, sleeping on her side.

Smiling, Ron slid into bed and pulled the covers over his sister and himself, fitting his body to hers, spoon-fashion, with her round ass-cheeks pressing against his thighs. One arm slipped under her and the hand cupped the full knob of her tit as his body pressed against hers. His other hand rubbed her belly.

Bernadette didn't waken at first. She lay there sighing and mewling, enjoying the contact. She wiggled a little, pressing her ass back against his already-stiff cock. Ron's prick was the littlest bit shorter than Alvin's, though no less thick. He wrapped one leg around his sister's outer thigh, pressing the hot point of his swollen cock against her ass-crack. His fingers gently rubbed her nipples, manipulating them, caressing them, feeling them swell arid enlarge. Christ! Her nipples felt as nice as they looked. And the weight of her tits, balanced in the palms of his hands, were solid, heavy objects, not the soft, mushy tits he had felt when playing around with Gloria Gaynor down the block. Jesus! She was a sexy bitch, all right. And that fat fuck Alvin had been screwing her all by himself. The selfish prick.

Her thighs suddenly parted a little and the head of his rampant dick slid between them, feeling the solid softness of them as they pressed on both sides. Ron pushed a little harder, and the prick slid a bit farther along, the head actually pressing against the bottom of her moist hole. His rug like crotch was scratching against her ass-crack, making her wriggle all the more, sighing and enjoying while asleep.

Feeling his cock could do no good where it was lodged, Ron pulled back with the intention of sliding it between her twat-lips up into her boiling cunt-hole. He could feel the hot lubricant as it came sliding out onto his cock, and it was like liquid fire. God! Was her pussy ever hot!

He pulled his cock back, moved his body a little higher, and then slowly eased forward. He felt the hot bulb of his seeping prick press against her asshole. The pressure seemed to excite the sleeping Bernadette, and instead of letting the weighty cock slide down into her cunt-crack, she tightened her ass-cheeks around it, wanting to enjoy the continued pleasure of the pressure against her asshole. Ron pressed hard, harder than he intended, and the slippery pussy-cream, mixed with his own lubricant, made her ass channel so slippery, his cock slid right down and through her clasped thighs until it once again poked its head out in front, as if peeping from under her cunt. He could feel his sleeping sister rubbing her body back and forth, creating some sort of friction as the wetness continued seeping from her cunt and his cock kept on leaking. The juices were flowing hot and heavily. The lips of her sweet cunt were beginning to part, letting the inner part of her labes rub against his rod. The cock-head slid back and forth, the flange of his corona wildly rubbing against her slick, slavering pussy-flaps as her thighs pressed together tightly.

The hand he had on his sister's stomach was moving in wild circles, and he could feel her shudder with excitement. Then the hand slid up and once again cupped her boob, as the other hand still tightly gripped the tit it had held all the while. He rubbed her nipples until he would have sworn they burned, and her ass rubbed against his pelvis, making his seething cock bob up and down against the groping lips of her sopping cunt. Her entire lower half was rubbing itself back against him, hard. He could feel the solid, rubbery cheeks of her ass press deeper and deeper into his belly and thighs.

The head of Ron's simmering cock was soaked. Her twat was leaking like the proverbial sieve.

Ron's hand slid down across her belly again, rubbing it as it moved, and then he could feel the top of her black bush with his fingers. Christ! Just to be able to touch her box was something. He moved one of the fingers a little deeper, finding her swelling clit and rubbing it strongly as she bucked and humped her body back and forth.

"What's happening?" he heard her voice say. She had awakened.

"Shhhhhh!" he whispered.

"Alvin?" she asked. "Is that you? How many times have I warned you…" and she stopped, suddenly realizing it wasn't Alvin. Whoever was rubbing against her had an almost flat stomach and not Alvin's huge belly.

"It's me, Ron," he whispered into her ear, stabbing his tongue in at the same time.

Bernadette felt new, hot, overpowering thrills shoot trough her body. It was another brother. Had he not been a relative, she might have fought and struggled. But it was Ron. Yes, the mere thought of it being another of the males who had been produced by her father was enough to arouse her now that she was awake. She should have made some show of resistance. The right thing to do would have been to tell him to stop, or to struggle, even a little. But she did none of these things. She could feel his finger rubbing her cunt, and she rotated her body strongly against his, whispering, "Ron, you're driving me crazy. What are you… doing… here?"

"I'm gonna fuck you, Bern," he told her, using his own pet name for her. "I'm gonna shove my dick all the way up inside your cunt."

Her ass pounded against his belly, making him grip her thighs and pull her ever closer. She pounded so hard against him, he took a moment to pull back. When he moved forward into her thudding ass again, his cock got caught between the cheeks. And then she was pulling forward and slamming back again, and suddenly his prong was pushing into her tight asshole.

Bernadette shuddered. This was the first time a prick had ever probed her butt. It should have hurt. It was a fat cock, and it was stretching her sphincter as it forced its way ever deeper, pushing, pushing, and pushing. She rotated her ass, forcing his cock to corkscrew a bit and widen her butt. Her own hands reached behind her and pulled her ass-cheeks wider apart as if to help the thrust of the weighty rod.

Bernadette felt herself trembling with ecstatic anticipation. She didn't stop to wonder at her feelings. All she knew was, she wanted Ron's cock inside her, and she didn't care which hole he used. The knob pushed hard against her shitter, forcing it to open a bit more, and then the top of his cock-head slid in. She waited, holding her breath, feeling him draw his hips back a bit, and then he rammed forward, and more of the spongy knob slid into her butt. She grunted, feeling the corona slip into her asshole.

Ron's hands released her hips and reached for her tits. He squeezed them hard, pressing her nipples between his fingers again and sending icy chills through her nervous system.

Now she felt him pushing again, and each little movement made her excited asshole suck his cock in a little deeper. To Bernadette, Ron's cock felt a thousand times hotter in the tight confines of her asshole than any other cock had ever felt in her pussy. The seepage from his cock gradually coated her ass-tunnel. Everything slowly got wet, and then the cock began sliding in and out more easily, making the movement a bit stronger and more certain. Oh, God! It was so different from having a cock stuffed up her pussy. In fact, the pressure was so different, it made her wonder if someday she might not be able to take a cock in her ass and one in her cunt at the same time. And in the meantime her body rotated madly.

Once Ron's prick was in, he rested. It had been an ordeal, sliding his thick, broad meat into her tight, squeezing little asshole. But it was in, and did it ever feel good. Oh, yeah!