Ray Strong - Hot daughter

"You need a good, gentle massage," Gail told her. "Why not lie down on the bed and let me give it to you?"

"Sure," Bernadette agreed, preparing to stretch out on Gail's bed.

"Not like that," Gail told her. "You gotta get undressed, first."

"What are you talking about?" Bernadette asked.

"Sure," Gail replied. "When did you ever hear of anyone getting a massage fully clothed?"

"You sound like you've made a study of the subject," Bernadette said.

"I have," Gail told her. "In a few more years I'm going to the big city and get a job in a massage parlor."

"That sounds terrible, Gail. You know what goes on there."

"Sure. And to think they get paid for it, too. Here, I'm always giving it away. Oh, I get some kinda satisfaction, sure. But it really isn't everything it's cracked up to be. Hell! If I'm gonna go on screwing, I wanna get paid for it."

You, too, Bernadette thought, getting undressed. You don't get anything from outside men.

As she undressed, Gail also stripped down, but Bernadette was so tired, she never noticed. She simply lay down on Gail's bed and closed her eyes, wishing she could get more sleep before the rest of the family came home.

Gail's fingers pressed into her shoulders, then slowly began massaging her back, starting at the spine and working out. All the tension in her began easing as her sister's hands unknotted her muscles.

"Funny," Gail was saying as she continued working on Bernadette's back, "here I am talking to you about sex problems and you're probably still a virgin. Christ, Bernie, when are you gonna start using that cunt of yours?"

"Why?" Bernadette murmured. "Are you getting any particular satisfaction out of using yours?"

"Well, hell, it's better than nothing. And I get the funny feeling it could be even better. Somewhere down deep inside me there's a certain something waiting to come out. I feel like I'm ready to explode at times, but it just doesn't come."

"Maybe you just haven't found Mr. Right," Bernadette told her.

"A cock's a cock," Gail told her. "They're all the same. Oh, I like it when they play with my tits and kiss my pussy, but once that prick goes in, something seems to disappear."

"So have them make you come with their tongues."

"Hey," Gail muttered, slapping her sister's rump. "You know something about sex, after all."

"Sure do," Bernadette nodded.

"Turn over and let me work on your front," Gail suggested.

Bernadette rolled over with her eyes shut and felt Gail's fingers rub her shoulders again. Then one of her sister's hands began massaging her belly and the other hand began rubbing and kneading her tits, tweaking the nipples. Too tired to protest, Bernadette simply lay there and let her sister's fingers tease her nipples into full erectness.

She didn't know when she first felt the girl's fingers trickle into her pink gash, but suddenly she felt her cunt leaking heavily as Gail's fingers moved in and out of her hole. She opened her eyes and looked up, and there was Gail's naked torso above hers. The younger girl was pressing her fully aroused nipples into Bernadette's body. In fact, she was rubbing her nipples against Bernadette's as she swung her thighs up to rest on those of her sister's.

At first, Bernadette was confused. What was Gail doing? But after a while she didn't really care. The feeling was too good to deny.

Gail's mouth came down on hers, kissing her as any man would. She could feel her sister's lingering tongue caress her gums, her teeth, the inner parts of her lips, and then gently tease her tongue.

Bernadette began shuddering with excitement. She started sucking Gail's tongue as avidly as she would a man's. Her own hands were reaching down and pressing into Gail's full ass. The cheeks were large and round, with more substance than her own.

"Oh, God!" Gail muttered into her mouth. "You're better than any man I've ever known. Oh, Christ! Bernie, you're terrific. Those tits of yours feel so great against mine. Mmmmm! Don't stop me, hon, don't stop me."

Stop her? Bernadette had no intention of stopping her. She could feel the moist sucking of her sister's cunt-lips as they pressed against hers. And little shockwaves of electricity began shooting through her when her sister's swollen nubbin of clit began rubbing against her.

"Oh, God!" Gail muttered, pulling her lips from her sister's mouth. "You're no virgin, Bernie. You know it all better than I do. You fuck better than any man I've ever known. Oh, Christ! I feel things with you I've never felt with a man."

Bernadette didn't waste her breath replying. She took her sister's face between her palms and began pressing her mouth against the younger girl's, sucking her tongue as she ground her body under the insistent scrunching of Gail's. Their cunts pressed more and more tightly together, their clits turning bright red with the friction each was getting.

Clinging to one another tightly, they rolled on the bed, making a full hundred and eighty degree turn until Bernadette was the one on top. She sat up, pressing her cunt more heavily down on her sister's, reaching down with her palms and rubbing the younger girl's nipples, making the girl squirm.

Then she leaned down and took one of her sister's large nipples into her mouth and began sucking on it. It felt like a tiny cock. She licked it, pressed it between her lips, sucked it, chewed it, and even bit it a little. And all Gail could do was lie there, moaning and sighing, feeling her crotch rub into her sister's. Their cunt hairs mingled, ebony black mixed with flaxen gold as they ground together.

"Bernie, oh, Bernie," Gail was murmuring. "Oh, Bernie, this is that lost feeling. Oh, Bernie, don't stop now. Suck my tits hard. Go on sucking them."

Bernadette continued chewing on her sister's nipples, alternating from one to the other, squeezing her pussy-lips tight against her sister's, rubbing her cunt down hard. The furriness of the hair surrounding her sister's pussy felt softer than the brillo-like crotch curls of men. Why? What made a woman's hair feel more like down?

Bernadette rolled off her sister, to the side, and before Gail could pull her mouth from hers to complain, Bernadette was reaching into her sister's boglike cunt with her fingers. And Bernadette's own pussy-lips opened to the touch of her sister's fingers. Her fingers pushed a little farther into her sister's gash, feeling the stickiness of her leaking juice as her own cunt, eager to be touched, pushed harder against Gail's searching fingers. Deeper and deeper she felt her own fingers sink, sliding into the satiny softness, becoming soaked in the silken tenderness, moving more and more freely. Bernadette looked into her sister's eyes, still kissing her, and saw the dreamy, far-away expression there, watching it change as her fingers moved first this way, then that, trying to find the most sensitive spots in Gail's seething fuck-hole.

At that moment Bernadette loved her sister more than anyone else on earth. She wanted to absorb her whole being and become one with her, just as she wanted to become one with the man she continually sought and who now seemed more nonexistent than ever. She writhed and shuddered, feeling her fingers slither in and out of Gail's sopping pussy, and in the meantime Gail's fingers continued punching into her hot hole, letting her know she felt the same way.

Their lips and tongues became more and more anxious for one another, sucking, biting, chewing, swallowing, and suddenly they were rotating on the bed, their fingers pulling out of each other's sucking twats. Bernadette's face moved down along her sister's body, once more kissing and laying the younger girl's firm tits. She chewed on each nipple as if it were a ripe strawberry, feeling her sister's mouth return the compliment to her own tits, biting and sucking madly. And then Bernadette was stuffing her sister's entire left tit into her mouth, jamming the pillowy flesh farther and farther into her mouth, filling it so full there was no room for air. And Gail responded by sucking her own tit into her mouth.