Of all the social institutions which have had to endure change and weather criticism, the family concept is, perhaps, the most pronounced. Subjected to the undermining forces of alcoholism, the use of drugs and marijuana, and the advent of mate-swapping, the family unit has undergone immeasurable challenge in the wake of social advancement.
HOT, SWEET SISTER is the story of how some people adjust to the liberated moral standards within the family unit. Their method, that of incest, may well be considered unusual or shocking, but is nonetheless successful.
HOT SWEET SISTER-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
My name is Mindy Roberts and this story begins six years ago, when I was a teenager. It's a story about the first time I ever got fucked-by my brother.
I had just gone to bed and was lying awake thinking. My parents had been killed in an auto accident and we buried them that afternoon.
I had moved in with my brother, Ronnie, who was twenty-three. He had an apartment and lived alone. I had no one else in the world.
Ronnie had always been very special to me, and I looked forward to living with him until I finished high school.
As I tried to fall off to sleep, I heard footsteps outside my room. Then I heard the door opening, and someone tiptoeing across the room. I kept quiet, sort of scared, but wondering what was happening.
The next thing I knew, Ronnie was pulling back the covers and crawling into bed with me! I wasn't wearing anything-I never do when I sleep-and I felt his body pressing against me, and he was naked, too!
"Ronnie!" I said, surprised and annoyed, actually embarrassed more than anything else. "What are you doing?"
He didn't even answer me. Then I started to get scared. But before I could say another word, he had crawled right on top of me and his mouth was pressed against my soft lips.
I could feel something very hot and very hard between my legs. I had never felt a boy's prick until then, but I had heard enough from other girls in school to know that he had a tremendous hard-on and was trying to shove it right into my tight, virginal pussy!
I struggled to push him away, but he was too strong for me. He held me down, shoved his hot tongue right inside my mouth, and kissed me wet and deep for a long time. I almost lost my breath.
I was panting and straining to try to get away from him. I thought he'd gone crazy!
"Ronnie, get off me," I shouted. "Get out of my bed. My God, what are you doing? I'm your sister!"
And then I felt his hands on my tits, and he was massaging them with eager, hot fingers. I had to admit that he made my tits hot and I felt a passionate, tingling kind of arousal in my nipples. Goose pimples welled up all over my tits.
But before I go on, I should explain right now that I was not exactly a cold fish. I had an exceptionally good figure for a young teenager.
My blonde, long hair hung down around my shoulders, and my body was always getting the eye from the boys-and some of the teachers-at school. After all, I had gigantic tits, and I was only a freshman! My waist was slim and my hips curved out in perfect proportion to the rest of my body.
In a swim suit, my legs were like . . . well, pretty damned nice, if I do say so myself. Very curvy. I guess men would call them sexy.
I have deep-blue eyes, and a full sensuous mouth. And my complexion is creamy-pink and soft.
As I look back now, I can understand why Ronnie had been so filled with lust. I was a pretty exciting young virgin. I was to find out later how many other guys wanted to fuck me besides my brother.
And, to tell you the truth, Ronnie was a damned handsome young stud himself. He had dark, brooding good looks, with big brown eyes that could melt your heart. And brown, wavy hair. His deep-set eyes and high cheekbones gave him a rugged, mysterious air that kept girls coming back time after time.
He had lifted weights in high school, and his build was fantastic. Big, bulging biceps and a broad, well-developed chest, tight waist and hard, sinewy legs.
So when he came into my bed, I was really mixed up. On one hand, I had always wished he was not my brother ... so I could date him . . . and on the other hand, I knew it was considered wrong to fuck him, because he was my brother.
I fought him, I guess more out of a reflex action than anything else. I was thrilled by the touch of his body against mine, especially that hard cock that was throbbing and pounding against my hot crotch.
But I was ashamed, I guess, to think that I was even thinking such thoughts. At that time, I was more concerned with what other people would think than about my own needs and desires-and Ronnie's.
He was so strong, and so big, however, that it was useless to try and resist. He was so filled with the need to fuck that there was no reasoning with him.
"I'm going to show you what it's like to feel a really big, hard cock way inside your hot, little cunt tonight, Sis," he said, his voice hoarse and eager. "It's going to happen sooner or later, anyway. It's only you and me now, you know. And as long as you're going to live in my apartment, and be under my supervision, why wait? The sooner you find out how good it feels to get a nice, hard fucking, the better for both of us!"
I gasped, surprised and full of all kinds of strange feelings, but I just let out a long breath and relaxed as best I could. What else could I do? I just prayed he wouldn't tell anyone.
"You've got beautiful tits, you know that?" he said, leering down at me. His mouth hung open, and he ran his hands all over my big, soft tits. His fingers were splayed out flat, and he let the soft flesh of my tits ooze between them deliriously.
I had to admit that he was turning me on-fast and hard. I felt a strange, urgent tugging inside my cunt as he massaged my body with his hands. He was gentle, and every place he touched me I felt tingling, exciting swirls of desire.
My face was flushed, and my tits were filled with anticipation and pleasure.
Then he lowered his head to my tits and ran his tongue all over. He licked and sucked and lapped his tongue over my tits until I thought I would go mad.
He made me so hot I didn't know what to do. At that time, as I said, I still had never been fucked. And I was still learning what it was all about to get wet in the cunt, and to feel all chilly and tingly, and to have my heart pounding in my ears over a boy.
But Ronnie sure taught me fast that night.
Pretty soon his hands were all over my body, caressing my hot flesh, fondling my tits, feeling my legs and my loins . . . and then running his fingers through the soft, thick curls that covered my tight little cunt.
When he put his hand there-right between my legs-I thought I would jump three feet off the fucking bed. I felt a bolt of excitement hit my cunt that I'd never felt before. Now, looking back, I'd like to relive that first, hot sensation all over again.
It still feels great, of course, when a guy touches my cunt. But there will never be anything to match that very first time. My cunt-lips almost burst as I felt Ronnie's fingers w parting my pussy-hair.
Then he was gently massaging my hot cunt-lips, making them drool with cunt-juice-and turning me on so fucking hard I damn near blacked out.
"Ohhh, Ronnie, my God, what are you doing?" I whimpered. "My body feels all funny and weak. I think I'm going to faint!"
He went right on running his warm, reassuring hands over my body, kissing and sucking my tits, smiling down at me as he got me hotter and wetter.
"You're not going to faint, sweetheart," he said softly. "You're going to enjoy the most wonderful thing a girl can get in life. You're going to get your first real fucking. And I'll be very gentle with you, even though I want to shove my cock in you so bad I could really ram it home. But I don't want to hurt you. And I want to make it as beautiful for you as I can."
I was so grateful to him at that moment, all I could think of was kissing him-and I did. I wound my arms around his big, strong neck and pulled him closer. I found his mouth and gave him the warmest, most soul-stirring kiss I'd ever given a boy.
I opened my mouth and pressed my warm, wet lips against his . . . and took his tongue inside once again. Only this time I let him know I wasn't such a green, naive kid as he u thought.
I might not have known much about fucking, but I'd done my share of kissing, and I gave him a good one.
As I felt his body close to me, and his mouth on mine, I also felt that hard cock of his getting harder and harder. It was pounding against my thigh with a steady, heavy thumping, getting hotter by the second.
I could even feel a thin, hot trickle of sticky, gooey wetness seeping from the end of it all over my leg.
Just the thought of having that big, hard, wide prick sliding into my cunt made me quiver and jump with excitement. I couldn't think of anything else. I couldn't control my body as it began to shake and tremble with passion.
When Ronnie pulled away from that long, hot kiss, he began playing with my cunt again. And this time, he moved his finger right up over that little pink mound of flesh at the top of my cunt.
When he touched that spot, I almost went right through the fucking ceiling. I felt a sharp, piercing ache of exquisite pleasure go streaking all through my pussy. My legs got weak and rubbery. My temples pounded with the beat of my lust-heated blood.
I didn't know what it was that he had done then. Later, of course, I learned that he'd merely touched my clit. At that time, I didn't even know the name of it. All I knew was that there was no turning back.
I was so fucking hot ... so greedy to feel his hard prick in my cunt ... so passionately blazing with a hot, craving need to get fucked, that I could think of nothing else.
"Ohhh, Ronnie, I'm ready!" I whined. "Take me, my love! Take me! Fuck me, Ronnie!"
I couldn't even believe my own ears. I'd never said "fuck" out loud in my life before then. I thought it was a dirty word that only boys used in the locker room. But I couldn't help myself. I was torn with a hunger for his mighty, meaty prick that transcended all reason .
"Patience, my dear, patience," he said coolly. "I have lots more to do before you're ready. Besides, we have lots of time. There's no one here to stop us. No one will walk in on us. We have all night. And once we start fucking, we're going to go on fucking for a long, long time."
I didn't realize then how true those words were to be. But right then, my mind was swirling in a dizzy, lustful haze that had nothing to do with reality. All I had on my brain was the thought of that wet, burning hunk of stiff prick that was rubbing against me.
I didn't want it against me-I wanted it in me. And right in my hot cunt. I wanted it deep inside my cunt, and I wanted to feel Ronnie's strong, handsome young body shoving it back and forth with all he could give.
"Ohh, please, Ronnie." I pleaded, beginning to cry softly. "Don't make me wait now! You've got me all worked up. I can't wait! Shove your cock into my cunt . . . it's all ready for you! I want to feel it way inside meee!"
But he just played more with my cunt-lips, making me squirm and twist with excitement and anticipation.
His hand was on my pussy, his third finger rubbing deliciously all over my clit, and his warm lips sucked constantly on my tit. I felt his tongue rolling around and around my hard nipple, and that chewy little pink nub was filled with exquisite waves of pleasure.
That breathtaking ecstasy rippled through both my tits and then down through that hot area between my belly-button and my cunt.
My cunt was getting wetter and wetter, dripping with my cunt-juice, making Ronnie's finger all soaked and slippery. He slid it gently, in a little circle, all around my erect clit, and every time he touched that sweet nub I got a hard, aching stab way up in my cunt.
It was enough to send a young virgin into hysteria, and as I look back on it now, I don't know how I lived through the wonderful experience of that night-the night of my first fucking.
"Uuuggghh, Ronnie, ohhh, that feels so good," I sighed heavily. My body was straining to push my clit harder against his finger, to open my cunt wide to his touch, and to feel him plow his fingers way into my pussy. I wanted it all, now that I had tasted a bit of this delicious dream. I would never be satisfied again to just dream about a boy's hard cock, or his hands touching my soft body . . . now I wanted a hard, deep fucking . . . and I didn't want to wait another fucking minute.
CHAPTER TWO
Ronnie's tongue moved down from my tit, licking over my flat, smooth belly and along the tender areas of my sides. I thought I would go mad with the lustful, erotic teasing of his hot tongue. My cunt-lips twitched and jerked, and I cried out over and over for my brother to shove his big, hard cock into my hot cunt that was so much in need of a good fucking .
"Now, Ronnie, pleeeese!" I cried, begging for a deep, swift shove and the glorious feeling of having his huge prick ravaging my body.
"I can't wait any longer! Fuck me now, Ronnie! Fuck me nooowww!"
Instinctively, even though all this was new to me, I could tell that Ronnie was getting very hot. He just stared steadily at me, breathing heavily as he raised up and sat on the edge of the bed.
He'd stopped licking my tits and my belly and those hot, sensitive places that turned me on so hard. But his finger still worked over my clit and my cunt-lips, and kept me churning with wild excitement and anticipation.
My loins were rolling back and forth, jumping and twitching with passion, and my cunt felt like it was blazing with the fires of unquenchable lust.
His fingers rode up and down on my damp pussy-lips. They were spread out . . . stretched apart . . . two pink, throbbing flaps of tender skin, opening up to him, beckoning him to shove his hard, pounding cock right in between them and up into my soft pussy.
I rolled my ass provocatively and moaned over and over, hoping to make him give me what I wanted. But still he teased me. My God, I thought, when will he fuck me? When will he fulfill my most hungry cravings?
Then he slipped his thick, hard finger into my hot cunt, right up as far as it would go. I swooned with rapture . . . my passion raised to its heights . . . and he rubbed his finger against the walls of my cunt.
Around and around he slid it slowly, in tune with the rocking of my ass, riding over the juice-glazed surface until my loins ached and throbbed with need. He let his finger glide in and out of my twat in long strokes, touching my clit and making that fiery nub of pleasure throb with hot lust.
Then he made his move . . . and my body tingled from head to toe. At last, I realized, I was going to get fucked. At long last, I was going to become a woman.
He raised up without a word, crawling on his knees between my widespread legs. His cock was throbbing and hard-sticking out from his body and pounding with urgency-and I couldn't take my eyes off it.
His cock-head was dark-red and shiny, stretched tight from the hot blood coursing through it.
The little slit in the head of his cock was coated with an oozing, slick drop of pre-cum. His fingers trembled as they grazed over my legs and brushed my big, trembling tits.
"I think you're ready, Sis," he rasped hoarsely. His voice was filled with eagerness. His face was flushed with passion. He was wide-eyed with a lust that came from a single- minded purpose-fucking his hot young sister's cunt mercilessly.
"Yes, yes," I cried out. "I'm more than ready, my darling! I can't contain myself another second! If you don't fuck me now-hard and deep-I don't think I can stand it!"
That's when he leaned down and parted my cunt-hair . . . softly, carefully . . . and pressed his hard prick against the opening of my pussy-hole.
His prick was burning with a fever born of unbounded hunger for my cunt. I jumped when I felt his cock touch my tender, virginal twat. My ass bounced crazily, and he had to hold me with his other hand to make his entry.
Then I felt his enormous, blazing prick enter me . . . wedging into my cunt on a smooth, slippery passage of cunt-juice. But I was so tight that my cunt was not easy for him to ram his cock into, despite the lubrication. I was so eager to fuck, though, that I didn't care how much it hurt that first time. I urged him to ram his prick as hard as he could. I braced myself for the onslaught of his hard meat.
"Don't worry, sweetheart," I told him. "Just shove your prick way into my cunt. Don't be afraid to hurt me this first time. I'm ready ... I want it! Fuck me . . . haaard!"
And Ronnie took me at my word. He reared back with his hips, even spitting a gob of saliva on the shaft of his huge cock, and then shot his loins forward in one hard, driving shove.
His prick shot up into my cunt in a ravaging, pussy-tearing lunge that took my fucking breath away.
"Eeooowww!" I screamed. I fought to catch my breath, to recover from that loin-churning plunge that his prick made into the very depths of my soft, tender cunt.
It was a tight fit, to be sure, but it felt wonderful way inside my cunt. I felt like my hot, young twat was filled right to the brim with his hard, throbbing cock. And it was-that's for fucking sure. As soon as he started rocking his hips, feeding his prick to me in long, deep strokes, my cunt-juice really began to pour. I got so fucking wet that the muscles inside my cunt relaxed and soon there was no pain, no agony, no hurt at all. His cock slammed into my cunt just like it had been fucking me for a long time.
It's hard to describe how wonderful that first fucking was. As a teenage virgin, I had no idea how good it was going to be to get fucked. I'd heard how great it felt to have a hard cock inside your cunt, but I was just not prepared for the sheer ecstasy of it all.
It turned out to be a thousand times more exciting and satisfying than anything I had ever dreamed of.
Ronnie was a marvelous lover. He slid his hard prick back and forth in my cunt with beautiful pleasure-filled strokes that made me churn with hot lust.
I worked my ass rhythmically, fucking with Ronnie eagerly, and getting hotter and hotter right along with him. Our loins ground together in a lusty, steady unison that made both of us tremble.
Ronnie's big, hard cock was so deep in my cunt, and our crotches were pressed together so tight as he fucked me, that his cock-hair was meshing with the wet, matted curls around my cunt.
And the cunt-juice was dripping out of my cunt so fast that it soaked his cock-hair with every stroke of that delicious prick that he rammed into me.
Deep inside my cunt, I could feel the steady thumping of his powerful prick as it rode against my soft pink flesh. It was drooling a steady hot stream of pre-cum that seeped through my pussy and heated my tender cunt-flesh.
I got homer and hornier as those giant drops of fuck-juice turned my cunt into a sticky, molten pot of lustful emotion.
"You're a really hot piece of ass for a virgin," Ronnie said. "Are you sure you never got fucked before? You really know how to move your ass, too."
"No, Ronnie, no," I gasped. "You're the first boy who ever shoved a hard cock into me. But my cunt has been ready for this for a long time."
Ronnie leaned down and pressed his warm, full lips against mine. He kissed me hard, and shoved his tongue deep into my mouth.
I wrapped my arms and legs around his strong body and pressed my big, soft tits into his chest. I opened my mouth willingly and took his tongue deep, savoring the hot, urgent need that flared within him.
We rocked like that, in each other's arms, his cock filling my cunt, our bodies like one, for several minutes. I was transported into another world as he gave me his hard cock and kissed me and fucked me all at once.
Then he broke away suddenly and began to fuck me with a hard, incessant pumping of his hard prick. He lunged into me over and over, driving his cock way into my cunt, swiveling and churning his hips and rubbing against my hot clit on every thrust.
I thought my cunt would erupt at any minute. I ached and throbbed with excitement as he fucked me harder and harder . . . faster and faster.
By then I was groaning constantly, and twisting this way and then that way, trying to escape the agonizing torment that his hot fucking set off in my cunt.
But at the same time, I wanted this sweet agony to go on and on ... I wanted to feel his thick, stiff cock slamming in and out of my cunt forever. I didn't want it to ever stop. I wanted to fuck Ronnie until I passed out.
I spread my legs and took his prick as deep as he could shove it. I shut my eyes and squeezed them, tensing my whole body to withstand the intense, exquisite rapture of the aches that rippled through my cunt and my fucking loins.
But he fucked me so hard, shoving his hips and churning those hot balls of his up against my upturned ass, that I could barely stand it. My tits burned with a fever of ecstatic arousal. My nipples were sticking out hard-tender and hot and filled with my hot, passionate blood.
I was gasping for breath by this time, whimpering and whining, begging Ronnie to come . . . praying that my cunt would shoot out my cum-load . . . screaming for release from this delicious, wonderful torment.
My hips began to quake and jerk uncontrollably. And my cunt opened up . . . the lips trembling and filled with an electric charge, it seemed.
Every time Ronnie lunged into me again, ramming his hard prick into my cunt, the tender pink flesh of my cunt-lips burned thrillingly.
His fast-pumping prick was priming my hot cunt, bringing up on each stroke gobs and gobs of my hot, thick cunt-juice.
That's when I could take no more. My cunt buckled inside, throbbing and lurching violently. Then I felt my cum shoot up from deep in my loins and flood his surging prick in a thick blanket of wetness and warmth.
I felt like my cunt would never stop bucking and heaving. The sweet, beautiful ache within me tore all through my cunt. I was a wanton, horny woman at that very moment. I was coming for the first time with a man-my own brother.
"Aaaiiiieeeyyyy!" I shrieked, and my cries resounded through the bedroom. "Fuck me, Ronnie! Fuck me haaaard!"
I shook from head to toe, and I fought to pump my cunt around his burgeoning prick, taking every goddamned inch of that gorgeous hunk of hard meat.
I lunged and scratched and dug my fingernails into his shoulders, pulling his wonderful body to me as he got me off so beautifully.
My cunt was boiling . . . the hot cum spew- ing from me . . . my pink, trembling cunt-lips crazy with lust. Ronnie clung to my asscheeks and drove his big, hard cock into my cunt over and over as I got off. His hard prick stayed deep in my twat and ravaged me again and again.
I was so hot and so excited I could scarcely think, but I was dimly aware that I wanted to feel Ronnie's cum spurting into my cunt. I wanted it so badly that it became a craving.
My cum was still pouring out, covering his long, rigid prick, drooling down over his balls, when I began to scream for him to come.
"Blow your nuts!" I yelled. "Come in my cunt, Ronnie, please! Shoot your cum! I want your cuuum!"
I kicked my legs, churning and fighting to give him all the hot, vigorous movement in my cunt that I could. My thighs rubbed hard against his ribs, and I wrapped my legs around his back, digging into his asscheeks with my heels.
I fought and kicked and squeezed and urged him to fuck me harder, deeper . . . shoving his prick into my cunt right up to the balls. I screamed and cried out for him to fill my cunt with his hot jism.
And all my efforts paid off. He tensed suddenly and I felt his whole body stiffen, and then he blasted his load of sweet cum.
"Here it is, Sis! Here's . . . my . . . cuuum! Take it!"
His face was twisted, screwed up like he was in terrible pain as his prick lurched and he lunged forward ... his cock spurting cum in a steady, pounding series of spasms . . . deep into my hot cauldron of a cunt!
"Uuugghhh, ohhh, that's beautiful, Ronnie!" I screamed. My whole body was on fire, feeling his luscious jism pour through my loins, filling my cunt so full that the hot cum oozed out around the sides of his cock and drenched our crotches in wetness.
My cunt ached with a warm, delightful glow as I delighted in the wonderful world of passion that my brother had opened to me.
And you'd be absolutely amazed at what he did next to my young, almost-virginal cunt!
CHAPTER THREE
I may have been only a teenager, but my life was changing fast. First of all, my parents died, then my brother gave me my first fucking the first night I lived with him in his apartment. As if that was not enough, I enrolled in my new school the very next day and found that it was a lot different than my old school. Before the day was over, I had been propositioned twice by boys in the senior class. One of them wanted me to go home with him, where he promised to give me a good, hard fucking, and the other asked me to take a ride in his car and give him a blow-job!
They both seemed like nice boys, and I wasn't terribly shocked. If they had asked me only a month before, in my old school, I would have been embarrassed to tears. But this time I only felt a strange, kind of gnawing, feeling in my cunt.
I figured it was because I was no longer a virgin. I had tasted my first fucking, and from now on it would be almost impossible for me to be embarrassed about fucking or playing with a boy's cock or almost anything else.
One of the boys was Rocky Damrosh, a real cute guy with curly brown hair and a fantastic build. He had met me in the hall after first period and struck up a conversation. For quite a while, he asked me just innocent things like where I came from and where I lived now, things like that.
But I noticed his eyes kept roaming over my tits, which stuck out nice in the tight sweater I was wearing that day. And his eyes roamed down over my legs. I noticed that they lingered quite a long time right in my crotch.
I guess maybe I led him on a little, because I said: "See anything you like?"
"I see a lot that I like," he said. "How about going for a ride with me after school? I know a great place out by the lake where we can be all alone. I've got a pretty big cock-probably the biggest in the school-and I'd be happy to have you suck on it if you'd like to."
"That's very big of you," I said, "but I'm afraid I'm busy after school." Then I walked away, making sure that I let my nice, round asscheeks sway and give him a good hard-on as he watched me leave.
It was during the lunch hour that I sat next to Art Kilmer in the cafeteria. He was a redhead with very big, brown eyes and a smile that made my pussy jump when he struck up a conversation.
He's the one who finally got around, before the lunch hour was over, to suggesting that I go home and fuck him for an hour or two after school. But I brushed him off, too.
Now that I had found out that Ronnie wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted to fuck him, I wasn't really interested in other boys. I had a big, hard cock, right at home that filled my pussy just beautifully, and that's all I needed.
I got home before Ronnie, of course, because he worked until five o'clock. In the hour I had before he got there, I took a leisurely bath and started supper. I put on a pair of panties and a light robe. I thought it might turn him on if he came home and found me like that-ready to fuck at a moment's notice.
When he came in, I knew I'd made the right decision. His face lit up and he came to me and put his arms around me and kissed me hard. I hugged him, and rubbed my crotch against his.
His cock was nice and hard already and I could feel it rubbing against my cunt right through his pants.
"You're ready for anything," I said with a laugh.
"Anything at all, baby," he said. "Just let me take a quick shower, then I'll come back and take care of that hot cunt of yours again!"
I felt a delicious flash of excitement roll through my pussy as I watched him walk to the bathroom. I couldn't wait to get that hard cock of his in my hands and in my cunt once more.
I went into the bedroom and slipped out of the few things I had on, and got between the sheets. I had pulled the shades so that the room was semi-dark when he finished his shower and came to me.
He was naked and his hair was damp and mussed and he looked absolutely luscious. His cock was stiff as a board and throbbing so hard with his hot, pulsing blood.
Ronnie climbed right in with me and took me in his arms. I rubbed my tits hard against him and wound my leg over his hip, snuggling his hard cock right between my legs and against the soft fur of my pussy.
"Ohh, Ronnie, I've wanted you all day," I sighed. "All I could think of was you fucking me hard last night and how good it felt!"
"Me, too, darling," my brother said. "I had a hard-on all day just waiting for this moment."
Without another word, he started kissing me all over my body. His hands went down over my thighs and I felt tingles of desire race through my body ... up and down my legs and all through my loins.
My cunt was aching hard, and I wanted to feel his stiff cock pounding inside me. I wanted to feel him rub against my clit and turn me into an inferno of lust, just like yesterday.
I wanted anything he wanted to give me. I ached to come again. But I didn't want to wait. I just wanted to get my rocks off and feel that sweet cum rolling through me and going out to Ronnie.
His tongue licked over my tits and sucked on my hard nipples. And his fingers nuzzled between my legs and over my cunt-lips, which already were drooling and wet.
When he touched my clit, I jerked and twisted and moaned softly in a delight that brought back all the sweet memories of my first fucking, so fresh and vibrant in my mind.
I guess I must have been awfully hot, or turned him on, or maybe he was just so hot he couldn't wait. Whatever it was, he didn't waste any more time.
Ronnie moved down between my legs and nuzzled his face right between them, burying his face and nose right into my luscious, wet pussy.
His tongue licked right up and down on my cunt-lips and I felt rumbles of delicious pleasure bounce all through my crotch and shoot like lightning all through my body. I actually burned with anticipation of what my second fucking would be like.
"Ohhh, sweetheart, lick my cunt!" I cried. "Lick my clit and make me come again!"
Ronnie slid his hands under my ass, taking both of my round, smooth asscheeks into his palms and digging his fingers into my flesh.
He held me ever so tight, then he put his lips right over my erect, quivering, hot clit. My clit was already hard and standing up.
I felt every fiber, every nerve in my body tingle as he began to lick softly and suck on that little nub of hot pleasure. It was the most incredible sensation I had ever felt. My whole body, my whole being was ready to explode.
I moaned and writhed on the bed as he ran his tongue up and down, up and down, in little butterfly flicks. His lips covered my whole clit completely then, and he sucked on it as he held it right inside his mouth. It was the most incredible feeling I ever had.
"Ohhh, Jesus, Ronnie, that's fantastic!" I cried out. "Just keep sucking me, baby. I'm going to come any minute!"
Then I opened my crotch to him as wide as I could. I spread my legs and I could feel my cunt-lips part, stretching to the limit, and opening my hot twat to him like a lustful, passion-filled woman.
His eager tongue bored into my cunt with a ravenous, pussy-hungry urgency. He shoved it so far inside me and lapped me so vigorously that I thought he would make my cunt turn inside out.
His tongue tormented me. It drove me wild. I moved and bounced around the bed like a delirious, raving demon. He gripped me around the ass with both hands and hung on as tight as he could to keep his tongue firmly inside my hot cunt.
Then he let it back out again, and started lapping on my hot clit once more. That's when I thought I would hit the ceiling.
My loins, my whole crotch, my whole body began vibrating and shaking. Ronnie's head was actually bobbing up and down as he hung on and licked for dear life.
He licked and licked my cunt, and I couldn't take any more. I came-hard.
"Eeeeooooowww, ohhhh, my God, my God!" I screamed. "Lick it, baby! Lick my cunt, you fucking hot cock!"
I cried and screamed and tossed. My body was heaving, convulsing with spasms of pleasure that were completely out of my control.
My hair was flying, my tits were bouncing, and I grabbed his hair with my hands. My fingers clawed at him, dragging his head to my crotch with all my strength.
His tongue was licking far up in my cunt. He rolled and lapped it like a whip back and forth across my tender pink cunt-flesh.
He sent me into a blinding, maddening sort of orgasm that racked my body with a gripping, thundering release. Wave after wave of hot pleasure swept through my body, right from my clit up to the top of my head.
My soft, curly cunt-hair was suddenly soaked and dripping with my thick, gooey cum as I felt it gush from me in a torrent of hot passion.
My darling brother fought hard to lap up that sweet cream of mine as he brought me off so beautifully. His tongue worked feverishly to wipe the spewing cum from my cunt-lips and my pussy-hair, and it still ran down my crotch and over my asscheeks onto the sheets.
I could feel the slippery, creamy cum all over his chin and his cheeks as he rubbed his face back and forth and up and down in my crotch. His face slid smoothly, gliding against my inner thigh, spreading the hot cum all over my flesh. My whole crotch was wet and warm and made me feel as though I were in heaven.
My body was tensed and filled with a radiant inner glow of ecstasy. I hugged my brother's face between my legs and savored the delicious feeling of his tongue swabbing out my hot cunt.
I could barely catch my breath, my chest heaving and sighing as I took in the full impact of what Ronnie had just given me.
As much as I had been thrilled the day before by the feel of his enormous hard cock ramming in my wet pussy, I could not begin to believe the incredible pleasure I had received from his hot tongue.
I had learned about my clit all of a sudden. It had been there all this time, I thought, and I'd never had any idea what glorious, throbbing sensations of rapture it could give me.
Thank goodness, I thought, that my brother is older and wiser in the ways of fucking. I have so much to learn, I thought, and he can teach me everything!
Already, he had done a great job . . . and we'd only gone to bed twice. First he fucked me, now he'd eaten my cunt!
What more delectable treats did he have in store for my young pussy? What more would he do when he got me into his bed and towered over me with that enormous, hard cock of his?
I could not even begin to imagine. So much had happened to me in such a short time that my mind was in a whirl.
It was not only my mind that was whirling, of course, but my cunt and my tits and everything else. My whole body felt like it had been worked over with a cattle prod, instead of Ronnie's stiff prick.
Funny I should think of a cattle prod just when I did. Maybe the same thing was going through Ronnie's mind. Mental telepathy may run in the family.
Because Ronnie definitely had prodding on the brain. He let me know how much it was on his mind in very short order indeed.
CHAPTER FOUR
I walked back to the bed from the bathroom, my big, soft tits swinging and jiggling with ever step, after refreshing myself in the wake of that cunt-licking that my brother Ronnie had given me. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for me, and when I started to crawl onto the bed, he caught me when I was still on my hands and knees.
"Hold it right there!" he said urgently. "Don't move another inch!"
My knees were right at the edge of the bed, my ass hanging over. I was on all fours, and he-in a flash-was standing behind me, gripping my soft, creamy thighs in both hands.
I felt his fingers dig into the soft flesh of my asscheeks, and almost immediately felt the hard, throbbing heat of his prick right between my legs. He had shoved his hard cock right into my crotch and I felt a rippling sensation of hot pleasure tingle through me as he bent over me.
"I'm going to give you an ass-fucking," he said. "It may hurt a little at first, but you'll love it as soon as I get my cock deep inside your ass."
My mind raced almost in panic as his words sank into my lust-clouded brain. When the full impact of what he had said hit me, I cried out.
"Ohh, no!" I screamed. "Don't fuck me in the ass, Ronnie! I can't take that big cock of yours in my ass! It would kill me!"
"Don't worry, I'll lube it up with K-Y jelly," he said, reaching into a nightstand drawer for a tube of grease. "Once I get this smeared all over my cock and inside your ass, I'll slide right in nicely. Just trust me, Sis."
I could feel him smearing lubricant over his hard cock and it smacked and slurped with a tantalizing sound.
Then he took a big dab of K-Y and spread it all over the puckered little hole between my asscheeks. He greased up my asshole completely and then slowly slid his finger way inside my ass and lubricated my whole fucking shit-chute.
Goosepimples popped out all over my arms and legs and I could feel my knees trembling as I prepared for his long, stiff prick to go ramming way up my ass. I dreaded the feeling, wondering whether he'd tear my tender ass-flesh and make my ass so sore I wouldn't be able to sit down for a week.
When the tube dropped back into the drawer, and I heard it close, he was ready. His hands came back and gripped my thighs, and I clenched my teeth tightly.
I arched my back and shoved my ass as high up in the air as I could. If I was going to get ass-fucked, I was going to take it without a whimper.
"OK, baby," he said. "Hold tight. Here comes my hot prick!"
I could feel the hot, throbbing beat of his cock as he nudged it against my bung-hole, then slipped it carefully inside. With just that cock-head in my ass, I already felt as though I was being fucked by his whole prick.
Then his body tensed and his fingers dug into my thighs. He lurched forward, sending his whole long, pounding prick hurtling straight into my asshole. It was as though I was being crammed full of the biggest, hardest prick in the world.
"Uuuggghhh!" I grunted loudly. "Ohhh, Jesus, Ronnie, you're jamming me full with that big cock of yours, for God's sake!"
His prick was wedged so tightly inside my ass that even the lubrication wasn't enough to make it slide smoothly. I wondered if he had all of his cock in my ass, or if he was holding back part of that long, stiff shaft. Since I'd never done this before, I had no way of knowing. It didn't take long to learn the answer. He was vibrating with tension and lust and it was obvious that he had fucked other girls in the ass because it really turned him on hard.
He wrapped his arms right around my hips, clasping his hands in front of my cunt, and started ramming his prick hard and fast. It was firmly imbedded all the way in my hot ass and I felt his cock nudging me in what I thought was my bowels.
His prick was so wide and hard, it stretched the walls of my ass savagely. My young, virginal ass-flesh was pressed against his cock snugly all the way around.
I wanted to scream in pain when he began fucking his hard prick into my ass, but after he had given me a dozen good, fast strokes, my asshole began to relax and loosen up.
After that, his cock started to ride in my ass nicely and I began to really love the feel of being reamed out by my brother's big prick.
"Man, oh man, what a sweet asshole," he said eagerly. His voice was raspy and he was panting with excitement. His prick lunged into me time and time again until I felt his cock swelling up and getting hotter and hotter.
The more he fucked my ass, the more I realized he was nearly out of his mind with lustful desire for my tight bung-hole and my round, smooth asscheeks rubbing against his loins.
I didn't know what to do except just kneel there and take his cock and keep my ass as relaxed as possible. I'd never heard any of the girls at school talk about getting ass-fucked the way they swapped stories in the girls room about being fucked in the cunt, or, in a couple of cases, having their cunts licked.
But Ronnie was helpful. He told me just what he wanted from me.
"Start squeezing your ass just like you were taking a shit," he said. "Keep doing that over and over. Just flex your ass-muscles. Squeeze them on and off, on and off. You'll see what I mean."
When I started doing that, I could feel his prick even better. It was just like I was squeezing his cock with my fingers. After I had squeezed his cock several times, and he had almost come, it began to feel great. I didn't feel any more pain in my ass. I began to get chills and hot sensations all through my loins and way up into my ass.
I might not have been quite as turned on as Ronnie, of course, but then it was my first time. He was so hot he could hardly stand it. He was fucking his big prick in and out of my ass furiously on that slippery K-Y and ramming the full length of his hard cock right into my guts.
His cock rammed my ass like it was powered by a machine. His hips swiveled and churned and I could feel his balls slapping against the inner part of my thigh every time he lunged and sent his cock rocketing deep into my hot asshole.
I began to moan and groan softly. I buried my head in a pillow.
I looked across the room in the mirror over my dresser and got a perfect picture of Ronnie hunched over me. He looked just like a horny male dog fucking a bitch in heat. His hands were clasped tightly around me. His hips were gyrating and thrusting ... his long, hard prick going in and out, in and out of my ass. The faster he fucked, the hornier he got. I could see the agony and the pleasure reflected in his face.
His eyes were clenched shut and he was gritting his teeth. His mouth was open. I knew he was getting awfully close to shooting his cum-load.
His legs were spread wide apart, his back arched, his belly hugging my spine. He was up on the tip of his toes giving me hot, fierce, determined lunges with his big prick. I could feel his hot breath against my shoulder and it was coming in fast, heavy gasps. He kept moaning and crying out with little whimpers of crazed, lustful desire.
I didn't know whether I could come from getting ass-fucked, but I knew I was so fucking hot that it wouldn't take much to get me off. That's when I got my idea.
"Grab my cunt, darling," I yelled suddenly. "Finger my clit while you're ass-fucking me. I'm so hot I don't know what to do!"
Ronnie plunged into my hot pussy with one hand, keeping the other one tightly wrapped around my loins, and quickly thrust a finger deep into my cunt.
With a thick, hard, long cock ramming into my ass, and a playful, hard finger fucking my cunt, I couldn't help going into hysterics.
My ass began to churn and buck with a heavy, lustful urgency. My cunt-lips quivered and I began to shake from head to toe.
"Oh, that's it, baby, that's it!" I shouted.
"Keep doing that and I'll come."
"Yeah, you and me both," he yelled. "Just keep jerking your ass like that and I'll fill you up with my hot cum!"
I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to. My ass churning and jerking and constantly moving, heaving inside and out, ablaze with passion and lust.
My pussy was filled with cunt-juice and my tits jiggled and swayed from side to side as my body heaved all over. If Ronnie had not been holding me tightly, I'm sure his hard prick would have come flying out of my ass more than once. But he hung on and kept me impaled with his huge cock until the very end.
Then, just as I was getting ready to come, I felt his body tense. He screamed, telling me he was going to shoot his load of hot cum.
"Me, too, darling!" I yelled, just as my cunt erupted in a torrent of hot, gushing cream, and I felt my ass being flooded full of Ronnie's jism.
He shot an explosive load of thick, creamy cum deep into my ass. I felt it burning deep inside me as it poured over the tender tissues of my ass-flesh and bathed his hard prick in a sloshy, creamy blanket of goo.
And all the time, my cunt was convulsing in delicious, trembling spasms that sent my cunt-juice gushing out over my pussy-lips and rolling down my legs in a rampaging torrent. My loins were heaving and aching and bursting with an exquisite release. I even felt the waves of pleasure pounding right up through my back.
It was unbelievable the way he fucked me and the amount of cum he shot into my ass. I was drenched in hot, thick cream in my ass and in my cunt at the same time.
And my body was alive with an ecstasy I had never known before. Every part of my body was trembling, quivering and jerking with uncontrolled emotion.
I thought my legs would give out from under me and send us both sprawling across the bed, but I fought to stay on my hands and knees and take Ronnie's hard cock as long as he could fuck my ass.
He was really banging his cock into me as he shot his load. That stiff, pounding prick of his was ramming in and out of my asshole as fast as he could drive it. He strained and stretched his body, hammering my ass and that little puckered asshole of mine with everything he had.
I tried to look at him in the mirror as we both shot our loads, and he was completely transported-his mind in a whirling madness of passion-and all he could do was pierce my ass as deep as he could with his tremendous hard pecker.
"My God, Ronnie, your cock is in my ass a fucking mile!" I shouted. "It feels wonderful .. . sooo woooonderful! I'm floating in your hot cum!"
He just grunted and fucked me harder, shoving me so fast and with such force that my body bucked and heaved and bounced all around the edge of the fucking bed.
His arms were still wrapped around my belly, and one hand went back down into my crotch. He let his fingers splay out through my wet cunt-hair, stroking my cunt-lips and massaging my hot clit.
"Ohhh, beautiful," I swooned. The feeling he gave me with that tricky finger of his over my clit sent hot sensations rippling up through my body all over again.
My loins felt like they would flutter and take wings and carry me right up off the fucking bed! I shook so hard inside that my belly was rolling like waves in the sea . . . rippling and jerking . . . and my tits flopped crazily with every touch of his hot finger.
He could feel my thighs and hips shaking, and I'm sure the tense, hard trembling in my legs was being transferred right into his hot body.
He had his hard prick buried way up my ass and had stopped lunging into me for a second.
He just held it in there and pulsed it, on and off, hard as hell.
I could feel the tremendous heat of his meat, and every time his cock throbbed, it pushed my ass-flesh out on either side, making my asshole bigger.
The cum was drooling along the sides of his cock and oozing out of my bunghole and down my thighs. It had his balls drenched in cream, and I could feel them dangling against my legs and making my crotch even wetter.
My cunt was just as wet. He had his finger shoved all the way into my pussy-right up to the last knuckle-and I could feel my cunt-juice rolling out of me and lathering up his finger and his whole hand.
It was a delicious feeling of rapture that enveloped me, making me feel a little dizzy . . . wrapping me in a cocoon of bliss. I wanted to keep my brother's cock in my ass forever, and his finger in my cunt just as long.
"Ohhh, Ronnie, you make me so happy!" I sighed. "You turn my body on, and heat up my cunt and my tits until I think they'll actually burn up! I never knew how wonderful fucking was. You've changed my life and I love you for it!"
His cheek was pressed against my back, his arm around my waist, his prick stuck in my ass all the way up to the balls. He was basking in the delightful afterglow of a tremendous fucking, and I guess I sort of shook him out of his reverie.
"I know what you mean, Sis," he said finally. "I never fucked anybody that made me as hot and horny as you do. I like to fuck you more than any girl I ever had."
I'd been frightened when he first crawled into my bed, and-God knows-scared half out of my wits when he told me he was going to fuck me in the ass. But now that he'd shoved that huge cock of his way up my shit-chute, and given me such a beautiful ass-reaming, I was willing to take anything he offered me.
All I could think of was that tremendous piece of cock he had between his legs-and I realized how fucking lucky I was.
How many girls my age, just starting high school, had a built-in piece of ass living right at home? How many of them could depend on going home every night and knowing they could get a good hard fucking?
And besides that, my brother was not only ready, willing and able to fuck me good whenever I needed it-he was also damned good-looking and the envy of any young stud in town. Lots of girls would give anything to get fucked by him!
But my brother Ronnie was mine-all mine-and I got a hot flash in my cunt whenever I thought about all the wonderful things that were going to happen to me in my own bed, and his, in the following three years.
CHAPTER FIVE
After that, my brother Ronnie and I fucked almost every night for months. I remember one night when he called me to his room after supper. He was standing next to his bed, wearing only his shorts, and his cock was sticking out big and hard-bulging in the crotch of his briefs-as usual. But this time, he had in his hand something I'd never seen before. It was a long, white plastic thing, something like a candle.
"What's that, Ron?" I asked. "You mean you really don't know?" he said.
"No, I don't. It looks like a candlestick, except that I know it isn't. There's no wick on it, and it's made of plastic, it looks like. What is it?"
The he pushed a little switch on it. The thing began to hum and shake in his hand. Then I began to get the picture.
I had heard of vibrators before, of course, but I had never seen one. "What are you going to do with that?" I asked.
"I'll give you exactly one guess," he said with a grin. "First I'm going to get your cunt nice and wet, then I'm going to shove this way up you!"
I had to admit that the idea of getting a long, hard vibrator up my cunt was exciting. And, knowing that it was going to shake and vibrate all over the sensitive flesh of my pussy was a real turn-on.
Without any more questions, I began to get undressed. As I took my clothes off, it was like the first time all over again for Ron, even though he was fucking me almost every night. He always loved to watch me strip.
He walked to the bed and stripped off his shorts. Then he sat down with a pillow propped up behind him as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse.
His cock was standing up hard and straight-bigger than the vibrator, actually-and it was red and covered with those luscious, thick blue veins that told me he was hot to fuck my wet young cunt.
His eyes were riveted on my tits as I slipped my blouse off my shoulders and revealed my big, soft tits-bulging out of my bra.
Then I walked across the room to a chair and draped the blouse over the back of it. I was trying to go slow and be as sensuous as I could, because I knew he liked me to put on a show for him when I took my clothes off.
Then I fumbled with the zipper of my skirt and slowly peeled it down over my thigh. Taking all the time I wanted, I inched the skirt down over my hips, sliding it seductively over the round, firm curve of my asscheeks.
My long, shapely legs looked even better than usual because I had just shaved them that morning and I was wearing shoes with nice heels. They accented every curve and contour of my calves and thighs.
I walked back across the room and hung up the skirt, stretching to put it on a hanger and giving Ronnie an eyeful of my round ass and my soft, bulging young tits. Back at the foot of the bed, I saw that his chest was rising and falling faster and that his breathing was obviously affected by the striptease I was giving him.
He had one hand on his cock and the other on the vibrator. He massaged his big prick slowly, watching my every move. His balls hung down loose and hairy and I knew they were brimming with cum and ready to shoot a good load into my cunt as soon as we started fucking.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I reached behind and unsnapped my bra. Then I just let my hands fall to the side as the bra straps drifted from my shoulders and slipped from my arms.
I was so tingling with excitement that my nipples were poking out like hard little pink knobs. They were surrounded by goose-pimples and those big, soft pink areolas that Ron loved to suck on so much.
I let the bra drop to the floor and then spread my fingers across my chest just under my tits. Then I cupped each of those big soft mounds of tit-flesh in my hands and lifted them up, pressing them together.
I closed my eyes and let my hands wander over my tits. My mouth was open a little, and I tilted my head to the side and sighed softly.
"Ohhh, Ronnie, I can't wait to get into bed with you and feel your hands and your tongue and your cock all over my body!" I sighed.
"Take your time, sweetheart," he groaned. "I'm enjoying this more than you are."
I stepped back. Hanging on to the end of the bed, I reached down and slipped off one shoe, then the other. As I crossed my leg, my thighs were stretched at an angle that gave him a beautiful view of my ass and my crotch and my smoothly contoured thighs. He drank in my whole, creamy-pink body.
My tits hung down and swayed heavily as I pulled off my shoes. I knew that it was going to be one hell of a good fucking for both of us. I was really in the mood for a good cunt-reaming and couldn't wait to find out what it felt like to get that vibrator up between my wet cunt-lips.
When I was down to just my panties, which barely covered the top of my furry pussy, I went and stood just a couple of feet from the edge of the bed, alongside Ronnie. I let my fingers graze over my soft, smooth tummy and up and down the front of my legs. Sensuously, I ran my hands over my cunt and sighed some more, my eyes closed. I could tell from the way Ronnie was breathing that he was getting so fucking hot he wouldn't let me go on much longer.
I hooked my thumbs in the top of my panties and slowly started to slide them over my hips. I worked them down slowly. I shoved them down a little over my ass, then came back around to the front and slid them down just a bit closer to my cunt.
I worked this little striptease act, which both of us had gotten to enjoy so much every time we fucked, right to the hilt. When the first wisps of my cunt-hair began to show, Ronnie had had enough.
"Take it off, baby, take it off!" he blurted out suddenly. "I can't take any more. Your body gets me so fucking hot, I can't wait to get at you!"
So I quickly slipped the panties down over my asscheeks and let them slide to the floor. My cunt was moist and I shivered just a little as I stood naked in front of my horny, cunt-hungry brother.
"Ronnie, will you play with my cunt a little before you shove that big, hard vibrator way up my cunt?" I asked.
"Just get in here, baby. I'll show you what I'm going to do," he said.
I was a little apprehensive because Ronnie always seemed to have some kind of trick up his sleeve. But I knew he had made me so satisfied with his cock and everything else since he had introduced me to fucking that I couldn't hold back.
I crawled into the bed. My tits jounced and flopped and my nipples were hard as a rock. My cunt was tingling with anticipation and I was really ready to take his cock and that vibrator way up my wet hole.
I lay down next to Ronnie and he moved quickly. His hand went right into my crotch and started to vigorously massage my cunt-lips. He shoved his third finger right in my wet pussy. I had gotten so excited while doing my striptease that I got really juicy, and his finger slipped into my cunt easily.
He kissed me hard and began licking all around my neck and into my ear and down over the soft, jiggly flesh of my hot tits. He was excited as hell and went at me with all the gusto of a kid getting his first piece of ass.
His other hand massaged my soft flesh, down along the side of my tit. And all the time he was finger-fucking me with all his might. His hand was getting all wet and creamy from my cunt-juice and I was getting so goddamned hot I could hardly stand it.
I spread my legs wide and felt an incredible thrill as his finger rubbed hard against my clit and all over inside my hot cunt.
"Ohhh, Jesus, Ronnie I'm so hot tonight I can hardly stand it!" I cried. "I need a good, hard fucking, and I need it quick!"
I felt an aching, lustful trembling starting way inside my loins. My cunt was already beginning to quiver with excitement. I didn't want to come while he had his finger inside my cunt, but I was getting so hot I was afraid that might happen. But I fought to hold off my climax.
The vibrator was lying on the pillow, right next to me, and I could see that it was a lot bigger than I had thought it was. It was damned near twelve-inches long and very big around.
I had judged it to be shorter, more like Ronnie's ten-inch prick. It wasn't quite as thick and wide as Ronnie's hard cock, but I knew that once I felt it jerking and vibrating and trembling inside my cunt that it was going to be dynamite.
I was alive with wonder and excitement as Ronnie went about his licking and finger-fucking. He had drooled so much spit over my tits that they felt warm and wet and smooth. He was licking feverishly, flicking his tongue over my soft, jiggling mounds, setting my fires burning.
His finger was so far up my sweet pussy, rotating around and around, mixing my cunt-juice and massaging my cunt-walls, that my whole crotch was beginning to shake and bounce.
I hadn't noticed it before, but Ronnie had greased up the vibrator with some kind of lubricant. When he picked it up, the vibrator glistened deliciously in the dim light of the room.
He was still sucking my tits and then licking down across my belly as he took the vibrator in his free hand. His finger inside my cunt was going fast-in and out, in and out-greasing up my hot cunt until it was like a pot of boiling, creamy cunt-juice.
My thighs and my whole crotch were starting to buck up and down, trembling and excited as hell in anticipation of having that vibrating, imitation cock shoved way up my cunt.
Then, suddenly, he slipped down between my outstretched legs and slowly eased his finger from my undulating twat. Holding the big, artificial prick in one hand, he used the other to stretch open my pink, lathered up cunt-lips.
The palm of one hand was resting over my bushy pussy, spreading apart my cunt-lips with his thumb and index finger. Those yawning, juice-covered pink flaps opened wide and were glistening a brilliant pig's-ass pink. Even in my feverish, frenzied state, I knew they were an open invitation to Ronnie and his lustful desires.
He rubbed the end of the vibrator around on my wet cunt-lips, greasing it even more, and then gave it a firm but careful shove and slid it inside my cunt. It was a snug fit, but it went in beautifully.
I couldn't help it ... I jumped and struggled as I felt its long, smooth, hard surface gliding deeper and deeper inside my hot cunt.
I was jumping and writhing and moaning with such ecstasy and passionate satisfaction that Ronnie had to lean across my legs to control me as he rammed the hard, artificial prick into me more and more.
When the cock was almost all the way in-only about three inches still sticking out of my hot, wet twat-he gave it a good, hard ram and pounded the rest of it home in my bulging, pink pussy.
"Jeeesus!" I screamed. "What a beautiful hunk of cock!" I couldn't fight the hot waves of lust that rolled over me and turned me into a wanton young piece of hot cunt. And he hadn't even turned on the juice yet!
When he did that, I thought I would go out of my mind. I heard a little flick and then my whole body began to shake inside. My cunt felt like it was being fucked by the hard cock of a nervous, oversized stud.
I kept screaming and lurching and my tits flopped all over the place. My ass was writhing and heaving and I tried to get away from that huge piece of artificial cock that was shaking my cunt to pieces.
My cunt-lips were pushed out like they were swallowing a baseball bat. They were stretched almost to the breaking point. The vibrator was shaking and penetrating me so deeply that I thought he would shove it right up through my cunt into my fucking belly.
I looked down and saw Ronnie. He was sweating and his eyes bulged. He was as intense and fired up as I had ever seen him.
"You're going to fuck me to death with that thing!" I cried. "Do you have any idea how good it feels? My cunt feels like it's burning up!"
"This is only the beginning, sweetheart," he rasped hoarsely. "I'm gonna fuck you with this. Then I'm gonna fuck you with my cock, then you're gonna come tonight until you can't walk!"
And I believed him. I knew that he was hot and wasn't about to spare me anything in bed tonight. Not that I wanted him to. The vibrator felt so good in my cunt that I could have taken it for hours.
He began shoving that whole twelve inches of shaking, trembling ecstasy in and out of my cunt in long, ravaging strokes. The fit was tight and my cunt-lips scraped along the hard shaft of that gigantic vibrator as it went in and out.
Even all the cuntjuice and the K-Y jelly still did not make it a loose fit.
"I never dreamed I could take all that up my cunt," I said. "But it feels so good I could take even more!"
Ronnie was licking up and down my legs as he shoved the vibrator in and out of my cunt. He took a break and looked up at me. His hand was bouncing up and down like a piston as he fed the long shaft in between my upturned legs.
"You are going to get more, sweetheart," he said with a grin. "As soon as I'm through with this, I'm gonna shove my cock so far up your cunt that you'll faint!"
I was on fire. My cunt ached and throbbed. My loins felt like they were being invaded by a donkey's hard prick. My belly was shaking wildly. It quaked and shivered and huge gobs of cunt-juice rolled down out of my pussy, lubricating the vibrator that was filling me up so gorgeously.
I thought for a minute I might pass out, but I didn't. I was almost delirious with ecstasy, just feeling those hard, throbbing lunges and taking so much of the vibrator so deep inside my hot hole.
That hard, vibrating prick was sending shock waves through me like I couldn't believe. It reached out with incredible, incessant pounding to every tissue of my body.
I strained and grunted and cried out for help. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It reached into my very soul and set it aflame with an aching, craving lust. I just couldn't stand it. Every part of my body was jumping and flailing and waving-and I kept screaming over and over.
I pressed my hands against the sides of my head and shook back and forth. My hair was flying and I know my face reflected an agony that I felt inside my whole body.
Once, when I opened my eyes and looked down at Ronnie, I saw that his eyes were glazed . . . staring as though he was in a stupor ... as he watched me. His muscles were tensed and his prick was swollen and bulging with passion.
The head of his cock was drooling a thin stream of hot cum, even though he had not blasted his nuts off.
I wondered how he could keep from shooting his cum-load under such tremendous pressure and passion as we were both enjoying at that moment. His hand was wet from the cunt-juice that I was spewing out. It got greased up every time he churned that vibrating prick into my quaking hot cunt.
Finally, I couldn't take it another minute. My body could endure just so much. The ache that had been gripping my loins erupted in a fierce explosion of ecstasy.
"Nooooowww! Nooowww!" I screamed. "Ohhhhh, Ronnie, I'm cooommmmiinngg!"
My crotch bounced right up in the air, taking the vibrator all the way into my cunt, right up to the very tip. Only a very little bit of it hung out of my trembling cunt-lips, and Ronnie scrambled to keep it from sliding completely out of sight in my overwrought body.
He grabbed the end of it and fumbled feverishly with the slippery surface. Then he dragged it out and began stroking me fast as I shot load after load of hot cum all over his hands and wrists and forearms.
Ronnie hooked one arm under my ass and up around my legs-locking it over his shoulder and against his chest-as he stretched out in my crotch. He had all he could do to control me as he got my rocks off.
I came and came so hard I hardly knew where I was. I thought the top of my head would come off as he rubbed that beautiful vibrator over my explosive, trembling clit.
Every time it touched that quivering, slithering little nub of pink passion, it sent pleasure pains of exquisite rapture shooting up through my body to my very scalp.
I twisted and turned and tried to escape the beautiful torment, but it was no use. He had me right where he wanted me and he fucked the living hell right out of me with his huge, plastic cock.
I was shooting so much cum, drooling it all over my asscheeks and my thighs and down onto the sheets, that suddenly I felt his nose nuzzled right into my crotch, right alongside the vibrator.
Then his warm tongue began lapping me furiously all over my crotch as he kept lunging that hard plastic prick in my cunt. His tongue was everywhere, licking the cunt-juice and stimulating my cunt-lips on the outside as the vibrator churned its way in and out of my cunt-canal.
It was a wonderful, breathtaking fuck and he cleaned me off gloriously . . . sucking up my cream and sending me into a rhapsody of pleasure as he brought me down from that incredible peak.
I coasted back to reality slowly, savoring the bliss that only my brother could give me.
And even though I had just shot my cum wad, I was already looking ahead to feeling his hard prick inside my cunt, fucking me even harder and deeper than the vibrator had.
CHAPTER SIX
Ronnie didn't disappoint me that night. He never did. After we finished fucking with the vibrator, and I had calmed down until I was almost normal, he mounted me and shoved that big, throbbing cock of his so deep in my cunt that I forgot all about that fascinating vibrator that had just given me such a wonderful thrill.
He gave me such a thorough fucking with that hot, thick prick of his that I couldn't think of anything else. It was just one of many, many nights that my brother and I spent together in bed, fucking our heads off and not giving a damn about anyone or anything else in the world. All we gave a shit about was his cock and my cunt and hot fucking day after day.
Ronnie fucked me in every position I can think of over those three years. It didn't take long before I wasn't interested in much of anything except that sweet cock of his.
It was about six weeks after that first hard fucking he gave me that I remember one very special night that he undressed me and took me to bed.
It started out like a lot of other nights, except that I didn't do my striptease. Instead, Ronnie fondled my tits and kissed me all over my face and shoved his tongue down my throat. And all the time he was unzipping my slacks and unbuttoning my blouse and unsnapping my bra.
I loved the feel of his fingers all over my body as he gently but steadily disrobed me.
I always felt little shivers of delight whenever his fingers brushed against my tits or slid over my loins or thighs.
I always tried to press my big, soft tits against him. Sometimes I would interrupt the undressing to wind my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. I would kiss him and run my tongue over his lips.
Sometimes I would fall back on the bed, and press my soft lips to his mouth, teasing him, while I was still half-dressed. He liked me to wrap my legs up over his back, and give him a sensuous, grinding dry hump.
On this particular night, he had me down to my panties before he had taken any of his clothes off. Then he set me down on the bed, after I pulled back the covers. He stood up and went through a striptease himself.
He had never done that before, and it turned me on like crazy. I watched him slowly unzip his fly and let his pants drop to the floor. He bent down and took off his shoes, with his pants still rumpled around his ankles. Then he stepped out of the whole fucking pile.
He had on a tight, tank-top shirt, which showed off his broad, muscular upper arms and shoulders beautifully. He grasped the bottom of it with both hands and pulled it with one yank up over his head. His muscles rippled and it tousled his hair so that when he threw away the shirt and grinned at me, he was so cute I wanted to eat him up.
Then he was down just to his shorts and I could visualize that big prick of his standing up between his legs, framed in his furry little hair collar.
The crotch of his shorts was poking out. His big, thick ramrod of a cock was shoving them out, and I felt a tremendous churning in my cunt as I waited for him to slide his shorts down over his prick and for him to come to me.
When he did take them off, his cock jumped up and stood out thick and straight. His cock-head was flushed with the heat of passion. It was choked full of his hot blood, so that his cock-head's skin was pulled tight and shiny. It was a purplish-red and looked just gorgeous.
I had never sucked a cock, but that was the night that I first began to think about it. I wondered what it would taste like . . . and feel like ... to take his hot meat inside my warm mouth. I almost wanted to swallow his cock that night. I'll never forget the quivery feeling in my cunt as long as I live.
But he didn't know I was thinking about sucking cock, and he had something else on his mind. Before he came to bed, he picked up a little paper bag like you'd get at the grocery store. He put it down on the bed beside us as he kissed me and held me in his arms.
I threw a leg over his back as we lay side by side, and wrapped my arms around him as he held me and kissed my lips tenderly.
"What do you have in the bag?" I finally asked as he let me come up for air. "Did you bring me a present?"
"You might call it that," he said. "I think we're both going to enjoy these goodies." And with that he ripped open the bag and pulled out a bottle of maple syrup and a can of imitation whipped cream.
I was still too young and naive to know what he had in mind. After all, even though I was fucking my older brother regularly, I was still only a teenager. He had been around, fucking other girls, for several years. My only experience in fucking was with him. "What are you bringing those to bed for?" I asked him.
"If you will just lay down and relax, Sis," he said, "I'll show you."
I leaned back and closed my eyes. I tried to let my whole soft, shapely body relax as he suggested, but I felt my big tits jiggling and I couldn't stop the jumpy, quivery feeling in my cunt as I waited for something to happen.
He was moving around, and I could hear him opening the bottle of maple syrup. He put something on the nightstand, then I felt him sit down next to me on the edge of the bed.
His hand swept over my tummy, and down over my pussy, petting my soft cunt-hair, and he bent over and gently kissed one of my hard nipples. I gasped softly and squirmed a little, but I kept my eyes closed and tried to stay as calm as possible.
That's when I felt a warm, soothing sensation spread all over my tit. I knew it wasn't his lips, or his spit. At first I thought it was just a wave of passion inside my soft mound of tit-flesh. But then I felt something dripping down on my belly and onto my upper arm.
I couldn't keep my eyes closed any longer. I opened them just a little and saw Ronnie slowly pouring the maple syrup over my tits-first one, then the other.
The oozing, dark fluid covered the big, upstanding arc of my plump tit, and was running in little rivulets from the very peak. It rolled down from my hard, pulsing nipple, over my pink, luscious areola, and then out over the full, crested beauty of my whole tit.
The syrup ran in a winding stream down the big deep crevice between my tits and headed for my navel.
Ronnie put the half-empty bottle back on the nightstand, and then bent down over my body and began licking me softly and tenderly. He lapped the sticky, gooey sweet syrup from my big, soft tits with broad, loving strokes of his tongue.
He moved deliberately, smoothly, taking the luscious blanket of syrup from me in a sensuous, steady exercise in erotic titillation. I found myself being transported into an ecstasy of unbounded joy. My cunt responded with hot, pulsating throbs that gripped me over and over.
I was alive with excitement and wondrous rapture as Ronnie went over my tits with his tongue. My tits felt slippery, and warm, and smooth under the coating of maple syrup. His tongue, cleaning it off with loving, warm strokes, little by little, set my fires burning deep inside my cunt.
"Ohhh, you're doing such nice things to my body, Ronnie," I swooned. "I feel so heady, so filled with love. Please, don't ever stop!"
He licked a little harder, lapping up the syrup from my left tit, sucking on my hard nipple, then swinging over to my other tit and doing the same. It was enough to make a girl cry out in ecstasy.
His tongue ventured into my cleavage and licked faster and faster, up and down-all the way to my belly-button-to suck up the sticky syrup. Each lap of his tongue drove me higher, touching off tremendous swirling aches of desire in my pussy.
I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I clawed at him, and pulled his head to my tit. I felt his fingers grip my body around my ribs, and cling to me desperately.
Ronnie was shivering, trembling with excitement as he sucked me, and I could understand the feverish desire he felt.
Pretty soon, he had finished licking all the maple syrup from my tits and my tummy. His tongue didn't stop, however. He kept lapping that big, warm tongue of his all over my belly, right down over my loins, and I thought he was going to start eating my hot cunt. I began to spasm and shake just thinking about it.
But when he got down to the top of my pussy-hair, he started back up again to my tits. I felt panicky, denying the lustful fulfillment I longed for. My cunt was aching to feel his hot tongue sucking my clit and licking my quivering cunt-lips.
I cried out, moaning loudly, and Ronnie must have anticipated what I was thinking.
"Don't worry, baby," he rasped. "I'm not going to disappoint you. I'm just getting you as hot as I can before I give you something I think you're going to really dig!"
I could see that his prick was throbbing really hard by now. It was redder and bigger than I'd ever seen it. It was a huge, wide hunk of hard cock-meat that bounced up and down, straining to shoot its load of hot cum.
Then Ronnie reached over and picked up the can of imitation whipped cream. He was back in one quick move to my crotch, holding the whipped cream can poised and ready to fire. He held it right over my furry, boiling cunt and began shooting that white, fluffy cream all over my pussy.
I was more than a little surprised, and I got one hell of a thrill as I felt its thick, cool richness spread over my hot flesh. He heaped the mounds of cream until my pussy was all covered, then spread it over my loins and down between my legs, over my inner thighs.
"Ohhhh, lick me clean, Ronnie darling," I moaned, realizing at last what he intended to do. "I can't wait to feel your tongue massaging my cunt!"
I had never wanted anything as much as feeling his tongue and his mouth and lips sucking my clit and licking my crotch out. My cunt was burning with excitement.
Inside my loins, I thought I was going to explode as he touched the tip of his tongue to my leg, down near my knee, and slowly started to lick upward toward the cream, which was already beginning to melt.
He didn't waste any time, even though he licked me slowly. He was heading for my cunt, and he wanted to taste my warm, pink cunt-flesh just as much as I wanted his tongue.
His tongue burrowed into the cream, lapping it up in big, delicious swipes. The more he lapped, and the more the cream disappeared, the hotter I got. I knew that when it was all gone, I was in for something special.
My cunt knew it, too.
The delightful tension grew and grew in my clit, and I writhed and moaned louder and louder as Ronnie licked faster and faster.
His tongue was like a soft paint brush, working its magic on my body . . . brushing me with strokes that were erotic, and full of promise of things to come. My loins were afire with desire, hungering for the indescribable pleasure of having my cunt eaten by the best cunt-licker in the world-my brother, Ronnie!
Up across my loins he went, bobbing and weaving his head in a sensuous, teasing kind of licking. He cleaned the whipped cream from my soft belly and softly caressed my sides with his fingers.
I felt huge goose-pimples raise up all over my ribs and flash right down over my thighs as he brushed me lightly with his fingertips.
My God, I thought, I'm going to go through the fucking ceiling before he gets to my clit and my cunt-lips. He's driving me right up the wall with this delicious way he's kissing and licking and sucking my body.
His hands roamed everywhere ... up onto my tits, which he squeezed firmly but gently . . . down my sides . . . over my thighs . . . and then next to my cunt-mound.
"Hurry, darling," I murmured. "Pleeese, hurry! My cunt is throbbing so fucking hard I'm afraid I'll come before you even get to my cunt!"
I guess he realized then that he was turning me on a lot harder than apparently he'd thought. Anyway, he quickly lapped up the rest of the cream, and then moved right in on my wet, red-hot cunt with his lips and tongue.
When I felt him move in, I couldn't help the whining, gasping sighs of delirious excitement that swept over me. My ass was twisting and turning even before I felt that first, hot touch of his tongue against my tender, quivering cunt-lips.
Those glistening, twitching little flaps of pinkness opened up to him, and he shoved his tongue where I wanted it right away-way up inside my churning, throbbing cunt.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Aaaaiiiieeeeyyyy," I screamed as I felt my brother's hot tongue boring straight into my hot, overwrought cunt.
"Ohhhh, Ronnie, my God, you're going to drive me out of my mind! Your tongue is making me craaaazzeeee! Ohhhh, lick me. Lick my clit!"
My cunt was throbbing, convulsing in hard spasms of pleasure almost from the very moment he touched it with his tongue. M cunt-lips were trembling and I thought they would vibrate so hard they'd never be normal again.
He grabbed me by the asscheeks and shoved his face hard right into my crotch. He was really worked up by now, too. When he once started eating my cunt there was no stopping my hot-assed brother.
But he was a cool young stud when it came to handling a hot cunt. After an initial burst of hot lapping, he suddenly settled back and began to work his tongue over my crotch and cunt in a more deliberate, controlled way.
I was on fire, I wanted to come so bad. But he wanted to make it last. He wanted me to ease down a little from the furious high I was on. He wanted to make me string it out and beg him to get my rocks off for me.
So he licked up over my soft, but wet, pussy-hair, and back down into that moist, damp area between my cunt and my leg. His nose and tongue nuzzled right into my slit and made my skin tingle and tremble with excitement.
Then he went back to my cunt again and I spread my legs wide for him to have all the room he needed. I was still shaking and shivering with uncontrolled emotion as he gently spread my legs apart and guided them up over his shoulders.
He was stretched out flat on the bed between my legs, his face pressed right in close by my cunt-lips. I could feel his hot breath against those wet lips, and they quivered even harder as he blew softly against them.
Ronnie licked slowly all around my cunt in long, luxurious laps. His tongue was flattened out, and the warmth of his spit and the feverish tension I could feel in his body started the juices flowing inside my hot pussy.
He parted the furry curls of my pussy with his fingers and exposed my cunt-lips completely-pink and wet and hot-to his gaze. He slid a finger up and down my wet, slick flaps and I heard him groan softly. His face was only a couple of inches from my cunt, and I wanted to shove my hips and grind my red-hot pussy right against his luscious mouth.
"Come on, baby, don't torture me," I pleaded. "Give me more tongue. I want to shoot my cum right into your fucking throat, sweetheart."
He wet down the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs with his tongue, then licked back up to my cunt again. This time, with my cunt-lips parted and staring up at him-my clit hard and erect and quivering with excitement-he began to suck and lick me the way I'd been craving.
At last! My God, at last, I told myself. I was whining and moaning and then I felt his tongue against my pink cunt. It was the most delicious feeling I'd ever known.
My cunt-lips glistened with my cunt-juice, and I could tell that Ronnie's gut was being wrenched with a wavy, hungry need to devour my pussy. At the first touch of his tongue against my cunt-flesh, I felt as though Ronnie had run his hands right up through me and had clenched my stomach muscles in his fist. My God, I never knew I could feel such a cunt-grinding, lustful stab of pleasure in my fucking loins!
He swabbed my supercharged cunt-lips and then swept quickly up to my clit. He sucked on my clit beautifully. First he tongued it all over, licking softly and wetly, until I screamed and shook with rapture.
Then he covered my hard, chewy little nugget of a clit with his lips. He lowered his mouth completely over it and bathed it in a rich, warm blanket of spit. My clit was so fucking hot and jangly that I nearly passed out.
I remember everything getting black all of a sudden. My head was dizzy with an electric, passionate hunger. I felt woozy in my temples, which were pounding like mad, and if I had been standing up I know I would have fainted.
Fortunately, I was on my back, right where I wanted to be, and I never really lost consciousness. But I was so fucking hot and anxious, filled with an insatiable need, that I begged for my cum to shoot out of my hot cunt and give me release.
His mouth was like a suction cup over my clit. He sucked softly, but eagerly, and kept turning his head as he stimulated my aching clit. It was an incredible sensation and strong, throbbing waves of ecstasy rolled over and over up through my loins and struck my pussy.
My tits were spinning with a flaming, urgent desire. They were hot and firm and they flopped back and forth as my body twisted and turned under Ronnie's zealous cunt-licking.
As he sucked my clit so deliciously with his lips, keeping the whole thing right inside his mouth, he kept touching just the tip of his rigid tongue against the top of my hot clit. Every time he touched that hot little spike, I felt a jolt of ecstasy shoot up through my body and send me spinning again.
"Keep it up, darling," I whispered hoarsely, my breath coming in short, wheezing gasps. "Keep sucking that hot clit, baby. Suck it, baby, suck iiiitt!!"
I could feel the cum start to bubble inside me. It was boiling up rapidly, and by the way my knees were trembling, and my whole crotch was writhing and twisting around, I knew that I was getting awfully close to my climax.
My legs shook and my whole body was quivering. I started to shake my head back and forth, my hair flying in every direction. I clamped my legs tight around Ronnie's back, pulling his head tighter into my crotch.
My knees were locked behind his neck, and I squeezed with all my might to press his face right into my hot, drooling cunt.
I clung to his head, grasping wildly and clutching handfuls of his hair between my fingers. I pulled my knees back just a little then, opening my crotch up even more to his eager, sucking lips and his hot tongue. He licked me faster and faster when he sensed that I was getting ready to blow my hot rocks and shoot my cum-load into his open mouth.
He began to really eat me alive ... his tongue flicking around and over and up and down on my hot clit . . . swinging back and forth as fast as he could lick.
I felt myself getting higher and higher. Suddenly, my head was in a dizzying whirl again, and this time I knew I couldn't catch myself-and that Ronnie was going to take me all the way. He was licking my clit faster and faster, his spit flying all over the place, his face eager and flushed.
He was straining, pushing up on his knees, despite my flailing legs kicking over his back, wrapping tight around his neck. He clutched my ass in both his arms and pushed his face so deep into my crotch that his nose kept sliding right in between my slippery, dripping cunt-lips!
I was so fucking juicy with my cunt-drippings that his tongue slipped and slid over my hot cunt. He nibbled on my vibrating clit with his lips and then, all of a sudden, without warning, he shoved two fingers straight into my cunt-as far as he could.
He had them way up my cunt, right to his fist, and was wiggling them fast as he sucked my clit. I jumped right up in the air when I felt his fingers bore into my cunt. But he kept his lips on my clit, fighting to ward off the blows of my churning legs and flying arms.
My loins were screaming for the bliss of orgasm, and my cunt was shaking so hard I knew it was only seconds away. Then it hit. I felt that sweet, screaming, thunderous explosion way inside my cunt. I braced myself -frozen momentarily in the exquisite moment when the world stood still and my cunt shook with its final tremor-then went into a hysterical unleashing of passion.
"Aaaaaiiiiieeeeeyyyyyooooowwwww!" I screeched. I braced my feet flat on the bed and arched my back, driving my cunt right up in the air almost a foot.
Ronnie's head shot right up with my cunt and it damned near broke his back. But his tongue was inside my cunt as though it was glued there. He lapped and sucked me furiously as my whole pussy blew up in the wildest, most incredible come I'd ever had.
"Jesus, Ronnie . . . ohhhh, my God . . . my cunt's going to blow up . . . ohhh, my God, my God, my Gooooodd!" I couldn't stop shaking, or flopping up and down. My ass bounced like a rubber ball on the bed as Ronnie ate my cunt out like a madman.
He was tremendous. He sucked my clit so hard, and shoved his hot tongue so deep into my cum-filled cunt that he almost turned me inside out.
Ronnie certainly lived up to his reputation that night. I'd been told by a couple of older girls that Ronnie was the best cunt-licker in town. I never let them know that all the rumors were true, because I had first-hand evidence, but I blessed him that night for practicing on my hot young twat instead of eating out somebody else's hot cunt.
That come lasted longer than any he'd ever given me . . . from fucking or finger-fucking or cunt-licking. It seemed to go on and on and on. I thought I'd never stop bucking and heaving and flying around that fucking bed.
As I came down from it, I whimpered and cried and shuddered softly. I felt like I was detached from my legs. But I was still filled with awe and wonder and a hot, pulsating charge of desire as I started to get my breath back.
I looked down and saw Ronnie's huge, throbbing prick between his legs as he lay below me, slowly licking the creamy, hot cum that kept pouring out of my pink, hot cunt-lips.
In that split second, I made my decision. I could wait no longer to find out what his hard cock tasted like. I was so filled with devotion and longing for my brother that it seemed like the only way I could adequately thank him for the tremendous cunt-licking he'd just given me -to suck his prick.
"Over on your back, big boy!" I shouted, jumping up and scrambling to get to his big, pounding prick. He was surprised at first, because I had never had his hot cock between my lips before, but he responded quickly.
A look of surprise, yet grateful anticipation, crossed his face. He had an eager, hungry smile on his lips as he rolled over and spread his hard, muscular legs.
His beautiful, meaty prick rose up from his loins in majestic splendor as I dove for it. The cock-head was so fucking wide and hot and red that it looked like an overripe plum just ready to be picked-and that was exactly my intention.
I grabbed the huge shaft of his ten-inch cock and squeezed with all my might. I felt the heat of his torrid prick pour through my fingers as I began to jerk him slowly but firmly, up and down.
I kissed his crotch, running my tongue up and down in the groove between his leg and his balls. It was sweaty and damp and I smelled the musky aroma of a man in heat-a big man -and I hugged his gorgeous prick against my cheek.
"I love your cock, Ronnie," I sighed. "And tonight I'm going to suck it for you, good and hard. I want to swallow it right up . . . and drink your cum!"
He shivered deliciously, trembling at the thought of shooting his impending load straight into my hot young mouth. He looked down at me as I went to work on his balls, sucking and licking and fondling them tenderly.
All the time, of course, I kept his tremendous prick in my fist, jerking him slowly, bringing his burning passion closer to the surface . . . closer to the moment when he would spill his jism and give me my first taste of hot cum.
I licked all over his balls, letting the wiry little cock-hairs tingle my fevered tongue. It was a cunt-throbbing ecstasy I felt as his wrinkled, loose sac became wetter and wetter. I loved the taste of his balls, and knew that it was going to be an even greater thrill to taste his hot cock. Then I opened my lips and wrapped them slowly and sensuously around one of Ronnie's big, hot balls. I took one whole nut right into my mouth and rolled it around on my tongue.
"Uuummmmm, ohhhhh, that's great, Sis," Ronnie moaned, cupping my head in his hand, shoving his balls up closer to my face. I could tell that the feel of my warm tongue and my hot lips all over his ball was sending him into a rapturous state of arousal. His cock throbbed hot and hard.
I could see the thick, blue, engorged veins that ran the whole length of his pounding hard-on. They seemed to swell up even more as I sucked Ronnie's nut.
That big ball was enough to almost cover my little tongue. And with all the sac-flesh in my mouth besides, I had a hefty, delicious mouthful. With my free hand, I teased him by raking my fingernails softly up and down his loins and over his thigh. I kept pumping slowly on his cock with my other hand.
Goose-pimples raised up on his taut, straining flesh and I thought I could detect his heart pounding harder and harder as he got more and more excited.
He was groaning softly, almost constantly, and his ass kept moving up and down, helping me to pump his big cock with a nice, steady cadence.
It was turning me on all over again, too. My cunt was aching with lust as I felt Ronnie responding to my tongue and my hands. More cunt-juice trickled down out of my pussy and glazed my red-hot cunt-lips.
I wondered why in hell I had been afraid to do this before. I loved the feel of my tongue on his balls, and my tongue in his crotch-and the knowledge that I was turning my brother on so hard.
Just one thing remained for me to do-take his luscious hard cock into my hot mouth!
That's when I asked myself what I was waiting for. The answer came to me immediately-nothing!
So I let his ball slip from my lips, slurping loudly as it popped out. And I moved my mouth up to the tip of his throbbing, fleshy meat stick of a prick.
I licked all around that smooth, exciting plum of his cock-head, then licked my lips and placed my soft, wet mouth right over the end of his huge prick-and closed them firmly.
Slowly, I let my head fall and took all ten inches of my brother's thumping hard cock right into my wet mouth.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"SSUUUCCKKK MEEEE!" Ronnie screamed. My brother damned near went out of his mind when he felt my young lips swallow up his big, hard, ten-inch prick that first time.
I couldn't blame him. I was jumping with lustful incestuous need for his cock, and sucking him off was the most exciting thing we'd ever done together.
He had one leg thrown over the headboard, and he quickly shoved a pillow under his ass, pushing his cock and balls right up high for me to get at them.
His loins were jerking and bucking, and his balls jiggled with thrilling, hot spasms-over and over-as he felt me take his cock deep into my mouth and suck on it hard.
I know my lips were like satin on his long, veiny cock-shaft. I let them slide up and down the whole length of his rigid prick, gliding my tongue right along with my wet lips, lathering the hot surface of his meat.
His cock was throbbing and pulsating with a hot, passion-filled need. Those hot pounding thumps vibrated against my tongue and I had all I could do to control myself and keep my mind concentrated on what I was supposed to do.
I wanted to jump on top of him and fuck him. I wanted to play with my clit. I still wanted to suck him until I felt his sweet cum boil up in my mouth.
It was a mixed-up, glorious feeling of adventure for me. I guessed I was still probably the only teenage girl in my school who had sucked a big ten-inch cock.
And, I had no doubt, the only one who sucked off her own, hot-assed brother!
"Beautiful, Sis, beautiful," Ronnie moaned. "I never had a blow-job this good.
My God, I'm gonna blast a load of cum into your mouth that you're gonna choke on!"
I prayed that he would. Ohhh, how I prayed. I wanted to gag and sputter and feel the sweet, hot cream from my brother's gorgeous cock gurgle in my mouth and fill up my young throat.
It was funny, I thought, but I seemed to take to sucking cock naturally. This was my first time with a hard prick in my mouth, but I felt like I'd been doing it forever. I loved the taste of Ronnie's hot cock-meat, and savored the thin, drooling stream of pre-cum that I was squeezing out of that pretty little slit in the end of his cock-head.
I tickled the end of his cock with the tip of my tongue, lapping up the sticky cum drops, and then opened my jaws wide again and took his whole mouth-jamming prick inside once more.
What an enormous fucking prick, I thought, as I slipped my mouth up and down, around and around, on his hot shaft. I had to stretch my jaws as far as I could to get it all in. His prick was so big around-and so long-that it went down and tickled my tonsils and, at the same time, wedged against the sides of my mouth on the inside.
His cock actually made my cheeks bulge. I felt like he was fucking my head right off.
I wrapped the thumb and index fingers of each hand around the base of Ronnie's cock and pumped my mouth up and down-faster and faster-on that gigantic prick of his. I had all I could do to cram all ten inches into my mouth, but I was determined to take every last bit of his delicious meat inside my soft lips.
He was grateful, too. He kept sighing and moaning and thanking me for giving him such a beautiful cock-sucking. He stroked the back of my head, and every once in awhile, when my sucking really began to take its toll on his senses, he grabbed my ears and pulled my face hard onto his upright pecker.
Once he wedged his rock-hard cock-head right down into my throat and I couldn't breathe. I started to get red in the face, and choke on his huge prick, but then he let up and I caught my breath and sucked harder than ever.
I had licked ice cream cones dozens of times, pretending they were Ronnie's lovely cock, and I guess that's where I got the knack for giving him such hot, silky swirls of pleasure with my lips and tongue. At any rate, it wasn't long before Ronnie's body was hot as a blast furnace, and I knew he was about ready to spew his burning cum into my mouth.
I clung to his prick tightly and went for that golden ring of sweet release. I fucked my face as fast as I could, shoving my hot, wet lips up and down on his fiery prick, sucking hard and full on every stroke.
My tongue lapped him furiously. I was up on my knees, giving him everything I had, and he was trembling and shaking like he never had before. "Go for it, baby," he urged. His face was twisted and strained. His mouth hung open lewdly, and he squeezed his eyes shut, savoring the bliss of my gliding, wet lips and the expert way in which I was sucking off his big, hot cock.
"I'm . . . almost . . . ready to . . . shoot my . . . CUM!" he shouted. Then, almost without a break for air, he added: "NOW, BABY, HERE'S MY CCUUUUMMM! LICK MY CUM!"
Then I tasted so much of his creamy, hot jism that I thought I was dreaming. He shot a spurting jet stream of boiling cum from his hard prick-sending it splashing against the roof of my mouth and the sides of my throat and all over my hot, furiously lapping tongue.
I couldn't believe how hot his cum was, or how good it tasted. But most of all I couldn't believe how much of it he shot right into my mouth.
In almost no time at all, my mouth was full to overflowing with the sweet cream of his balls. He shot load after load of his stored-up cum, spurting it out in great, thick gobs of sticky, gooey sweetness.
I worked feverishly to handle it as he offered his hot jism to me. I felt cum between my teeth and my gums, filling every nook and cranny of my young mouth.
Cum poured under my tongue and oozed down over the walls of my throat and into my stomach. It was delicious! I loved it! My heart was pounding like mad, and my cunt was throbbing with a boundless excitement as I took more and more of his cum.
It was the most glorious moment of my life! I was thrilled beyond words to taste his luscious jism at last . . . and to know what wonderful delights lay in store for me in the months ahead-now that I had discovered cock-sucking.
I opened my mouth to get as much of his jerking, hard cock into my throat as I could manage. I fought to keep from biting him in my wanton, lustful exuberance to please.
All I wanted to do was make Ronnie happy by sucking his cock like he'd never had it sucked before, and taking all of his hot cum. I had a hard time managing that, I had to admit.
He unloaded so much cum that it was seeping out around the corners of my mouth and dripping down my chin. Still, I swallowed it furiously and felt its warm, rich goodness coating my stomach and throat.
Ronnie was out of his mind with unrestrained lust. His body was covered with sweat, and he lurched and twisted and turned incessantly as he shot off his cum.
His prick had ballooned up bigger than ever before, and pressed against my cheeks as he throbbed out his hot jism. I dared not loosen the firm grip my lips had on his prick ... or else my mouthful of cum would come flooding out and drench his loins in a shower of white, greasy jism.
"Ohhhhh, my God, Sis . . . my God ... I can't . . . can't get . . . my breath . . . Jesus ..." he gasped. "Ohhhh, Sis . . . never shot ... so much . . . fucking cum . . . in my life!"
He was gasping and wheezing, completely spent, yet pleased beyond comprehension. My mind was spinning with tension and carnal joy . . . screaming a rhapsody of sexual abandon . . . gripped by a compelling urge to force his hard prick right down my throat and keep it there forever.
I guess we must have stayed there in bed for another hour after I finished sucking Ronnie off that night. I licked his crotch and ran my warm tongue lovingly up and down his beautiful prick. I kissed the plump head of his cock and licked every last drop of his sweet cum out of his prick.
"That was absolutely great!" he told me as I finally gave him one final swipe of my tongue and then lay down next to him.
He took me in his arms and I snuggled up next to him, spreading my big, soft tits all over his brawny chest. I felt his hot cock rub against the furry hair of my cunt, and I opened my crotch to let him nuzzle that hefty hunk of hardness right in close to my pink cunt-lips.
It was a wonderful feeling to know you have really pleased your older brother. And I knew that night that I'd given him more than any other girl had ever given him before with my young, eager tongue.
But, as hard as it is for me to talk about it, that was the last time I was to enjoy his hard cock for a long time. In fact, a few days later, I thought that it very well might turn out to be the very last time I'd ever get to taste his cum or even get fucked by him.
When he came in from work a few nights later, I was in the kitchen fixing supper, wearing only a loose blouse, and a pair of shorts. I had nothing on underneath, and I half-hoped that Ronnie would be horny and would take me to bed after supper and fuck me good.
But Ronnie had a funny look on his face and I knew instinctively that something was wrong. At first, I started to ask him what was wrong. But I decided to keep quiet and let him tell me in his own way, when he thought the time was right.
We hardly spoke all through supper, and when we did it was just small talk. Ronnie just wasn't the warm, loving brother who always kissed me and hugged me and rubbed his hands over my hot young body when he came home at night.
Often, we would neck for a while on the couch in the living room while supper was cooking. But he had gone right upstairs that night and didn't come down until I told him supper was ready. I had a hard, nagging ache in my cunt and I hoped that there was nothing I'd done that might interfere with the wonderful fucking that I'd come to need so much.
After supper, we went into the living room. I thought maybe he'd open my blouse and suck my tits for a few minutes. Sometimes when he did that we'd both get so hot that we'd be in bed in five minutes, and he would be humping his big prick into me half the fucking night.
But that night he just sat down and stared at me for a long time before he spoke. When he did, he was hesitant, almost afraid of how I was going to react.
"Sis," he said, halting before he went on. "Sis, I have to tell you something that may hit you kind of hard. But I've got to say it, so we might just as well get it over with. I'm getting married next month."
At first the words didn't register. It couldn't be true. I couldn't give up my brother's body, his hard cock, all the wonderful fucking we shared. I wouldn't let him. It just couldn't be true. He had to be kidding.
"I'm marrying Karen Waldorf," he said. "She'll be moving in here. I've arranged for you to live with Aunt Delores in Milwaukee." He went on and on, explaining how much he had loved fucking me since I moved in, what a wonderful figure I had and how good I had gotten at sucking cock and taking his big prick in my cunt, and a thousand other things.
But I hardly heard his words. They just droned on and on and all I could think of were the warm, sweet nights when he had whispered in my ear that he only cared about me. And how it didn't matter that I was his sister. He didn't care what the world thought about our kind of relationship.
All he ever wanted, as long as he lived, he had told me over and over, was to come home and know that he and I could go to bed and fuck whenever we wanted to and bring all our lustful desires to fulfillment in each other's I ran out of the room, upstairs to my bed, and threw myself across it. I sobbed my heart out. I had locked the door and I wouldn't let him come in. My body ached to hold him, to feel his hard prick in my hand, but I wouldn't let him come in.
He had betrayed me, and all I could think of was a way to get even. It didn't take long for me to figure out what I was going to do.
I thought of Rocky Damrosh and Art Kilmer. They hadn't bothered me in school since I let them know I wasn't going to be an easy fuck for them. But I knew all I had to do was give them the word and they'd have their cocks in their hands, coming to me with a big hard-on, begging for a fuck.
The next day in school, I let Rocky know first.
"Hi, Rocky," I said as I saw him coming out of science class. "Still interested in taking me for a ride out by the lake?" Now that I was in the open market for cock, Rocky didn't look bad to me. His eyes were alive with youthful exuberance.
"Sure!" he said with a grin. "Still think you've got better things to do with your time?"
"Not anymore," I said, feeling a little tug in my cunt as I thought about Ronnie's hard cock, and the tact that I wouldn't get any more of it. "See you right after school. Hope you won't have to hurry home."
"All the time in the world, baby," he said knowingly. "All the time in the world."
I must say that that first time with Rocky was terrific. We drove to a very secluded spot out by the lake, all right. He knew an old country road that even a map maker couldn't find. It was all grown up in weeds and I wondered whether the car could even get through.
But he found a way, and after we parked and he turned off the motor, it was very still. You could hear a pin drop. And there were trees and bushes all around us. It was the safest place to park and fuck that I could have hoped for.
"Well, you know why we're here, baby," he said, turning to me. "Let's get started."
I looked down at his levis and right there between his legs there was the biggest, hardest bulge I'd ever seen on a guy. I figured he must have enough cock to choke a horse.
Already I was hungry to taste his cock, and as I rubbed my hand over that mound of hard flesh in his pants, I got all goose-pimply and quivery in my cunt.
"Ummmmmm, that feels niiice!" I said admiringly. "You're very excitable."
"Yeah, I sure as hell am. I got an idea you can give a real good blow-job. Now, come on. Suck me off, sweetheart. My cock's about to burst!"
I unzipped his fly, and was surprised and delighted to find he didn't have any shorts on underneath. I undid his top button and opened his pants up wide. His cock jumped out at me .. . and I had guessed exactly right.
He had a beautiful, big prick that was just bulging with eagerness. It throbbed in my hand lewdly.
I lowered my head and licked all around Rocky's big, hard cock-head. That luscious, ruby plum was hot to the touch and I ran my tongue lightly all around it until I got accustomed to the heat.
He sighed and slumped down in the seat, stretching his body out to me. I slid his pants down around his ankles and lapped my tongue all around his crotch and down over his balls.
I wanted to get him primed and ready for the best sucking his cock ever had.
CHAPTER NINE
I opened my warm, wet lips and took Rocky's big, hard prick inside. It slid smoothly along my tongue and way to the back of my throat. Then I gently closed my mouth and sucked softly and sensuously.
His hard young cock was throbbing. And it filled my mouth right up. I loved the way it thumped and pounded and sent vibrations of pleasure resounding through my eager, hot mouth. His was going to be one hell of a good cock to suck, that much I could tell already.
Slowly, I dragged my face upward, clamping my full, rich lips firmly around the thick, rigid shaft of Rocky's hot prick. All the way up to the top I pulled, sucking him with one long, deep suck every inch of the way.
My cheeks sunk in so far I could feel them pressing against my tongue. I gave him so much sucking pressure on that first stroke that he must have thought I could pull his cock right off.
Then I began a fast, furious, wet sucking that never stopped. My head went down fast, my mouth open just enough so his cock shot back into my throat.
"Uuggghhh, my God!" Rocky grunted. "Man, you really do know how to suck cock. Where in hell did you ever learn how to do this? I thought you'd never seen a big, hard prick before in your fucking life!"
I was too busy for conversation. I just started twisting and turning my head as fast as I was pumping my hot mouth up and down on his prick.
My tongue was wet and warm and I swabbed his sweet cock generously with spit on each thrust. Around and around my mouth spun on his hard pecker, and all the time I was fucking my face up and down faster and faster.
That combination of twisting and pumping at the same time is always good for a young stud. I'd learned that with Ronnie. Rocky was no different.
He responded so quickly to my hot sucking that I had to slow down a little or I would have had him shooting his cum so fast it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun.
I could feel Rocky's already-big prick swelling up even more as I sucked. I held that luscious handful of hard meat in one hand and fondled his soft, qui very balls with the other.
My lips kept spewing out warm saliva until his prick glistened and shone-all bright pink, with a dark, purplish knob at the top-and I wanted to keep sucking him for hours.
"Mmmmmm," I moaned, unable to say more to let him know how much I was enjoying the sucking. My cunt was wetter than hell. I drooled cunt-juice until it was trickling down my leg. My clit ached, and once I almost took my free hand and played with myself.
But I held off and figured Rocky might want to fuck me after I blew his rocks off for him. When I was through with his hot cock, maybe we could climb in the back seat and I'd take his thick prick way up my cunt.
He started trembling and shaking harder than ever. His belly was flat and smooth, but he was so overcome with passion and lust that his loins rippled with wave after wave of hard, convulsive emotion.
"Ohhh, shit, Mindy, I'm gonna come, baby!" he cried suddenly. "Jeesus, am I ever gonna come!"
Then his body went tense and stiff. He jerked and stiffened his body out straight. His toes touched one door and his head was right up against the other, on the driver's side.
He cried out in agony and grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and my head with the other. He pushed my mouth down hard, jamming his huge hard-on deep into my throat.
At the same time, he lurched with his hips and shoved his whole hot cock straight up. And then he unloaded a huge wad of hot cum right over my tongue.
The cum rolled in a torrent of rich, gooey cream the length of my tongue and started pouring right down my throat. I felt it ooze all through my mouth and I hurried to suck his prick and tease from him all the hot cum I loved so much right out of his boiling hot cock-head.
"Eeeiiioowww!" he screamed. He was racked with an agonizingly beautiful torment as he writhed and moaned and blasted out his sweet cum.
I was crazy with excitement . . . eager to drink his cream and fill my body with it. I wanted to fill my stomach right up with the delicious jism he was unloading.
His balls must have been full of the stuff. I thought he was never going to stop shooting it. His cum spurted out in gob after gob, drenching my mouth in a thick coating of white honey.
Cum was all over my lips and on my cheek, too. And I could see it rolling down the long shaft of his blood-engorged cock. It covered his cock-hair, right around the base of his big prick, and seeped down onto his balls.
Rocky was panting and heaving. Even for a young kid, I doubted it anybody could have given a better cock-sucking. I was really proud of myself for the way I'd gotten his rocks off so nicely. And I knew the story would be all over school the next day.
And that's just what I wanted. I had to forget about my brother Ronnie, whose prick I loved so much. I wanted to drown my sorrow about him getting married. And the way I was going to do it was by fucking and sucking all the boys in school who wanted some of my ass.
I had a pretty good idea that there wouldn't be very many guys who would pass up an opportunity to fuck me. I was right again. My pussy was in great demand in no time at all.
Art Kilmer was next. That's the way I planned it. They had made the first moves when I first got to school, so I decided to give Rocky and Art first shot at my now-available cunt.
But with Art I decided to take a little chance. I thought it would be fun to fuck him in my bed at home, after school. I could get a good lay and then get Art out of the house before Ronnie came home from work.
Art liked the idea of going home with me after school. I'm sure he had no illusions about just going home with me and popping popcorn. He knew what I wanted. And he was hot for the same thing-good, hard fucking.
When we got there, I threw my books on the coffee table in the living room. I had just turned to go to the bathroom and comb my hair, when Art caught my arm. He pulled me right down on the couch and started working on the buttons of my blouse as he kissed me hard. I forgot all about my hair right away.
"You are one hot young cunt," Art said roughly as he broke away. My lips burned with his hot kiss. I wanted more. I threw my arms around his neck and shoved my eager, trembling lips right back against his.
Only this time his mouth was wide open and I shoved my tongue right inside. I twined my tongue around his and sucked on it as hard as I could.
I didn't realize it at first, but I was lunging at him, and I was so hot for this handsome young kid that I pushed him right over on his back on the couch.
My lips were pressed hard against his, grinding and nibbling and sucking his tongue. I was right on top of him and my cunt was grinding his crotch, too.
His hard-on was straining to get out of his pants, and I could feel its heat right through his pants.
Then I realized that he had gotten my blouse all the way open before we fell backward. I quickly reached around behind me and unsnapped my bra.
My big, hot, flopping tits fell free and I let them rub firmly over his mouth and cheeks. I leaned down and rubbed one of them hard against his lips. The nipple was erect and filled with an electricity that spun through me, charging me up with a lustful, cock-crazed insanity.
Suddenly, I was seized by an overpowering hunger to ravish Art's delicious young body. He was built beautifully. He had a broad, muscle-packed chest and upper arms, and as I pulled his shirt off, I kissed and licked all over his hard, tight flesh.
He let me do whatever I wanted with him. He just lay there, eager and hard and ready to fuck, but let me rip his clothes off and sponge my wet tongue all over. I licked down over his tight nipples and quickly to his belly-button, and then I yanked down his pants and his shorts to lap over his big, stiff prick.
I gave him a lot of nice, wet kisses up and down his red, swollen cock. And I sucked and licked his balls and ran my fingers all over his flat, smooth belly.
He opened his legs wide and pulled them up and I ran my fingers down into the crack of his ass. I tickled those fuzzy little hairs on his asshole as I sucked his prick, and he moaned with ecstasy.
Then I couldn't wait to fuck him any longer. I was ravenously aroused, wild to feel his prick pounding into my fevered cunt.
I jumped up and stripped off the rest of my things. I watched Art as my clothes came flying off. His prick stood up, throbbing with its heavy load of cum, ready to burst wide open.
He was almost drooling as he watched me peel off my clothes, and I tried to make my speedy striptease as provocative as possible. I didn't drag it out, like I used to do with Ronnie, but it was good just the same.
I made my tits jiggle and flop around. They were bigger than usual that day, it seemed. They felt heavy and warm and full of lust. My nipples were rubbery . . . ready to be chewed and sucked.
My heart was pounding hard, and I could feel the steady beat of my blood in my temples as I thought about getting a good, hot fucking from Art's sweet cock.
When I pulled down my bikinis, I kicked my long, shapely leg and tossed the panties away with my toe. When my legs parted like that, Art was at an angle where he could get a perfect view of my soft, blonde pussy.
And with the kick, my pussy parted just enough to give him an eyeful of my wet, pink cunt-lips. I felt them part and smack a little from the wetness of my cunt-juice soaking them up.
"Beautiful, baby, beautiful," he murmured. "Come on. Let's get it on. I want to bury my cock in that hot cunt of yours, sweetheart!"
I went right to the couch and lay down at the end. The couch didn't have any arms, and I let my ass hang over the end. My legs were planted flat on the floor. Then I motioned for Art to stand at the end, right between my legs. He could steady himself with one hand on the back of the couch.
He moved quickly. He was just as hot as I was. His prick was bouncing up and down with hot, thick blood coursing through it.
As soon as he was in between my legs, his hard thighs rubbing against mine, his hot cock only an inch from my cunt, I pulled my legs up. I bent my knees and let them hug my tits. I put one leg up on the back of the couch, right by his arm.
My cunt was so wide open ... so poised and ready for him in this position . . . that I knew I could take his prick way up deep inside. I wanted to feel it ramming deep inside my trembling cunt.
"Okay, you fucking hard cock, ram it home!" I screamed. "Fuck the living shit out of me!"
Art hadn't ever fucked a young girl as hot as I was. He leaned forward and pressed the head of his hot, beating prick right inside my drooling cunt-lips. Then he braced himself and lurched forward violently.
His thick, steel-like battering ram of a cock went charging straight up into my soft, warm cunt and slammed hard as his balls hit my pussy. "Aaaaagggghhhhh! That's wwoooonnder-fuuuuull!" I screeched. "Jeesus, that's gorgeous! Now fuck me 'til I can't move, you horny bastard!"
I had never felt such a wonderful, cunt-filling first thrust before. It was a luscious, hot, plunging drive that plumbed the deepest part of my pink, pulsating cunt. I knew that if he just kept going like that, it was going to be one hell of a fucking piece of ass.
And he did. My God, he did! Art Kilmer gave me such a fucking that afternoon that I almost forgot all about my brother Ronnie.
He started pumping his big, stiff prick into me in deep, lunging thrusts that racked my hot cunt with jarring lust. He fucked fast and hard and shoved his long cock deeper and deeper as he got hotter and hotter.
"That's the way I like it, lover," I sighed. "Deep, baby, deep!"
"Yeah, me, too," he gasped. "I'd like to shove this cock right up to your fucking nose!"
Every time he rammed into me, sending his prick rampaging into my hot hole, I could feel my whole body shake. My head trembled with explosive, rumbling tremors every time I felt that massive missile of a prick go hurtling through my slippery, pink cuntal passage.
He didn't hold back an inch of his hard cock, even at the beginning. He shoved it all in, right up to his balls, on every thrust. I could feel those big, loose balls of his slapping against the cheeks of my ass, tickling my ass-crack, churning up the hot cum that was stored inside his sac.
I wrapped my long, contoured legs up around his back and pulled him into me. I forced his prick even deeper into my cunt, and dragged his whole, strong body right over on top of me.
"You sweet fuck," I whispered in his ear. "You're making me every, very happy. Just keep pumping the prick-meat to me, baby. And I'll fuck you as long as you want it!"
Art churned his ass, giving me a rapid-fire, hurried short strokes with his big prick, fucking my cunt dizzy with his aggressive, lustful strength.
He slid his arms under mine, hugging me to him with his hands under my shoulders. His lips met mine and he shot his tongue deep inside my mouth.
I loved the feeling of being devoured on both ends at once-his tongue deep in my mouth and his cock deep in my cunt. We rocked together, pumping our asses as fast as we could, and I knew that our time was drawing near.
My cum was already boiling . . . hot and gurgling with an urgent, not-to-be-denied readiness inside my loins. And Art was shaking so hard, his whole body trembling and quivering with excitement. That was a sure sign that he was closing in on that sweet, blissful moment of supreme ecstasy.
His balls were heavy, loaded with a hot load of ripe cum . . . and I wanted it!
"Give it to me, baby!" I cried. "Shoot me your cum! I want to feel you soak my pussy with that sweet jism!"
He was so harried, so full of passion, so eager to fuck me full, that my words were all he needed. Without a bit of warning, he suddenly reared back and shrieked out like an animal.
"I'M COOOMIIINNGG!" he yelled. He was bolt upright, his loins lunging forward, his prick imbedded completely in my hot, jerking cunt.
And then I felt the first, torrid shot of hot cum pierce my cunt-lips and go shooting up into my wildly shaking, writhing pussy.
CHAPTER TEN
Art jerked and pounded and rammed me with his tremendous, spurting prick. His cum shot into me by the quart, it seemed. He came so hard he damned near broke his hard cock off inside my twisting, heaving pussy.
He was filling my upturned, horny cunt with shot after shot of thick, bubbly cum. It poured all through me, bathing my cunt in a warm, wet blanket that made me whimper and cry with joy.
And then I answered him with my blast of cunt-juice. His hot, throbbing prick-reaming out my cunt with vigorous, hard strokes-was too much to take.
"Here it is, you sweet prick," I yelled. And then all hell broke loose. I couldn't keep my ass under control. I just went crazy. My ass bounced lewdly up and down on the couch, and the cum spewed and flew in all directions.
His cock was pumping my cunt so hard that every time he lunged it into me, he splashed into loads of my cum on the way out. The hot juice spurted in all directions. It hit his belly and spattered all over our legs.
But neither of us gave a shit. All we could think of at that moment was fucking the ass right off each other. I took all the cock he had to give me. I didn't tell him, but I could have taken a horse's cock that afternoon.
My cunt opened up to him and I was ready to let him fuck his big prick right up into my brains. It felt so fucking good I wanted to scream and scream and scream.
My clit was on fire with an incredible, aching deliciousness. Swirling, rampaging waves of pleasure rolled through my body, over and over, from my toes to my temples.
"Jeesus, Art ... my God . . . you're fucking me . . . out of ... my fucking . . . mind!" I wailed. My back was arched and my cunt was thrust up to him. He was filling it to the brim with his hard, thick, spurting cock.
Both of us were filled with a sweet, pleasure-agony that whined and roared through our bodies. I had never been fucked so hard or so beautifully.
I clung to him with my legs and wouldn't let him even back off an inch. His cock stayed right there where I wanted it-impaling my cunt with a hard, tight rigidness!
When we had finished fucking that first time, Art didn't even take his cock out. He just sort of dozed off for a few minutes right on top of me. His cock was still deep in my cunt and I didn't even think of disturbing him.
I stroked his hair and squeezed my cunt-muscles every once in a while. Every time I did that, he lunged a little, pushing his cock into my cunt in the cutest way you can imagine. He was sound asleep . . . and still fucking me in his dreams!
It didn't take him long to rest up. When he woke up, we fucked twice more. By that time, it was almost four-thirty, and I was afraid Ronnie would walk in on us. He usually came in about five o'clock. So I told Art we'd better quit.
But he told me he just wanted to lick my cunt for a couple of minutes. I started to protest, but the next thing I knew his head was right down between my legs and he was pushing his face right into my wet, aroused cunt-lips.
It felt so good, feeling his warm tongue licking over the pink richness of my cunt, that I was powerless to fight him off. I let myself relax and lay back on the couch. I pulled my legs up as high as I could and welcomed him into my big pink cunt.
He ran his hot tongue up and down my cunt-lips lightly, just making me tingle with excitement and anticipation, then drove it right inside my wet, hot cunt.
It was an exquisite rapture that took hold of me as he wormed his tongue all over the insides of my sweet pussy. I squirmed and twisted to escape his hot lapping, but it was no use. Wherever I turned, he was right there, still hungrily kissing and sucking and rolling his red-hot tongue over my fiery flesh.
He took me higher and higher and I was screaming in ecstasy, getting all set to come again. My cunt was burning and aching and my loins jumped and jerked with lustful passion.
The sweet moment of orgasm was getting closer and closer, and Art licked my cunt faster and faster as we both felt it getting near.
Then the front door opened . . . and Ronnie walked in!
My legs were way up in the air and my furry cunt was completely exposed to my brother, who stood only a few feet away.
Art's face was buried in my hot twat, and when he suddenly snapped upright-staring blankly at Ronnie-his face was covered with cunt-juice. He looked like a boy who had just been caught in the cookie jar.
"What the fuck ...?!' Ronnie exclaimed. At first, his face was blank. Then he got mad.
"Get the fuck out of here, you little bastard!" he yelled at Art. "Get the fuck out of here, before I kick the living shit right out of you!"
Art scurried to get his clothes on. He didn't say a thing. He was a well-built kid, but he wouldn't have stood a chance in a fight with Ronnie.
Ronnie just fumed, his face beet-red, and watched as Art zipped up his pants and hurried out the door.
I had not gotten dressed. I still lay there on the couch, naked and hot as hell, and hoped against hope that Ronnie would rip his clothes off and come and fuck me.
But he didn't. He just bawled me out for fucking some fresh young kid, as he called him, and maybe getting myself pregnant. He made me feel even worse than when he told me he was getting married. My cunt ached with a terrible longing for my brother's cock, but he went up to his room and left me there, unfulfilled and lonely.
I dressed and ate supper and went to my room and cried my eyes out that night.
Apparently I was still looking pretty dragged out and down the next day in school. Our gym teacher, Miss Wendy Boyd, was pretty perceptive. She noticed my hang-dog look and called me into her office.
"What's the matter, Mindy," she said. "I've noticed that you look like you've lost your last friend."
I couldn't tell her everything, but I did say that my brother wasn't very thoughtful of my needs. I told her he wouldn't let me date boys in school and that I was just lonely and didn't like myself much.
"Now, that's silly, Mindy," she reassured me. "I don't want to hear that kind of talk from you. You're a very beautiful girl and you have a great deal to offer to people."
She touched my hair, fondling it a little, then put her arm around my shoulder. She brushed my hair and stroked my back and hugged me a little.
"Just remember that you always have a friend if you need one. I will be your friend and I'll listen any time you have a problem.
Anytime you just want to talk, give me a call, or come over to my apartment. You'll have my ear."
"I was really grateful to her. I felt like somebody cared about me. I felt warm and good all over toward Miss Boyd. In fact, I told myself, I just might take her up on her offer.
The next time I did get down, which was a few nights later, I called Miss Boyd and asked her if I could come over. It was a Friday night, and I didn't have a date, and Ronnie had gone to his fiance's house. I was all alone and I wanted to go to bed with some boy and feel his big prick fucking my cunt like mad.
But I didn't really want to call any boys. And no boys called me. When Miss Boyd answered the phone, I should have guessed what the story was, but I didn't.
"Of course, you can come over, my darling," she said. "I'm just lying around here in my robe. I just took a shower and was watching some TV. Come on over and we'll talk as long as you want to."
When I got to her apartment, sure enough, she was in her robe all right. In fact, the robe was a sheer, frilly negligee, and Miss Boyd didn't have anything on underneath it. I could see her tits, including her big, full nipples, and even her bushy, full dark pussy nestled between her legs.
Miss Boyd was only about twenty-five, and she was built beautifully. She had long black hair, and dark eyes that seemed to penetrate right into your soul when she looked at you.
Her body was one of the best I'd ever seen on a woman. I guessed it was because she had worked on it, being a physical education teacher. Her tits were big and meaty, and they stood out firm and round. Then her body tapered down perfectly to a slim, flat waist.
Her hips and thighs were rounded just right, flaring out in perfect proportion to the rest of her body. Her ass was round and smooth and swayed provocatively when she walked.
And her legs. My God, I've dreamed that someday mine will look like that. Jesus, they were nice. Just full of curves and long and firm. There wasn't a guy in school-from the youngest, rosiest-cheeked freshman to the oldest of the teachers, Mr. Birnbaum-who didn't turn and watch Miss Boyd as she passed them.
Anyway, she was radiantly beautiful as she greeted me at her door. I was pretty surprised to see the way she was dressed, but I had to remind myself that, after all, this was her home and she was entitled to dress any way she wanted to when she was relaxing.
"Come in, my dear," she said, grasping my arm and closing the door behind us. "Come on in the living room and tell me what's eating you."
Almost as soon as we sat down, she slid her arm around my shoulder and sat very close on the couch. At first, I thought she was just trying to be helpful. But the more I talked, the closer she moved, until she was pressed hard against me. Her big, soft tit was squeezed against the crook of my arm, and she was running her hand up and down my other shoulder.
"So your brother doesn't want you dating boys," she said. "That's very interesting. Maybe he's doing the best thing for you, Mindy."
"What do you mean?" I asked. "I like to date boys. I'm lonely just sitting home at night."
"But boys can be very unappreciative," she replied. "I know. I was a young girl myself, and not that long ago. My parents wouldn't let me date, either. Then I met an older woman, who taught in my high school. We became very, very good friends. And I learned that I didn't need or want boys anymore. And I became much happier."
"Really? I don't understand."
"Well," she said. "Boys only seem to want one thing. They always want to take you to bed, and shove their big . . . well, you know . . . their big, hard cocks, to be very blunt about it, right into your cunt."
I was shocked to hear Miss Boyd use those words, but I had to agree with her. That's what boys had on their minds most of the fucking time.
"Then, when they've fucked you until they're tired of you," she went on, "they'll drop you faster than a hot potato. I found out that women are not like that. They're much more loving, tender, understanding. It's all different with a woman."
It suddenly dawned on me what she was talking about. She meant that she had gone to bed with that older teacher when she was a kid my age. My God, I thought, she must want to do the same thing with me.
I felt her arm squeezing me tighter. I had put my head on her shoulder, and we could not have been any closer if we'd tried. I felt her lips kissing my hair.
My cunt was aching a little, and I started to feel drops of cunt-juice dripping down through to my cunt-lips. Even my tits tingled with excitement as I thought of Miss Boyd sucking my tits and playing with my clit.
But still, it was a forbidden thing, and I was scared of what would happen if anyone found out. I decided I'd better get out of there before I let her have my body. I jumped up and straightened my hair and my skirt.
"Well, thanks for listening to me, but I think I'd better go now," I said, and started for the door.
But I had not been prepared for what happened next. I never dreamed she would force me to stay, and I didn't think about how strong she was. But any gym teacher is stronger than most women, I came to find out.
"Sorry, my darling, but this has gone too far," she gasped. Her face was flushed, and I could see that she was really worked up. "I can't let you go now. I've got to have you. I've got to lick your hot little cunt. I NEED YOU!"
And with that, she grabbed my wrist and dragged me, yelling and protesting, to the bedroom. But it was no use. She was too big for me. When she got to the door of her bedroom, her robe was already open, flying in the breeze she created by whisking me in there. She let the whole thing drop to the floor and stood next to me naked and beautiful.
"I'm going to have your ass, baby, whether you want me to or not," she said hoarsely. "But I know once I start giving you a tongue bath that you'll melt in my arms. Now, start stripping!"
"NO!" I shouted. "I won't take my clothes off for you or any other woman!"
"If you don't, I'll rip them from you. Then what will you tell your darling brother? That some boy violated your hot little cunt again?"
That did it. I was afraid of what Ronnie would say if I came home with my clothes torn. Besides, if she really ripped them off, I wouldn't even be able to go out on the street.
I started to unbutton my blouse. Miss Boyd sat down on a chair by the door and watched. As I pulled the blouse off, and my big, juicy young tits came into view, I could see her lick her lips. She stared at my overflowing bra and seemed to be in a daze as she looked at the tight bra cups cutting into my soft, plump tit-flesh.
My skirt came down in a hurry. I just unzipped it down the side and let it fall. I stood a few feet from her, in only my see-through, too-small bra and a little pair of flesh-colored panties. My long, blonde hair hung lustrously around my shoulders. And if I do say so myself, I was a luscious picture of young beauty.
I knew I was turning her on hard. And, strangely, I felt a growing excitement in my loins. She was a beautiful woman, and looking it her bare body-with those big, full-rounded its and her shapely curves-I began to fantasize about what it was going to feel like to have her make love to me.
Then I unsnapped my bra and could feel my big, ripe tits fall out deliciously. On a whim, I cupped them in my hands and slowly raised them up and pressed them together.
The cleavage between my tingling young tits was enormous for a kid my age. None of the girls in my class had anything like I had. So I knew that I had something Miss Boyd wanted very bad. She even acknowledged that herself.
"They're gorgeous," she said, almost purring. She was staring at my tits with rapture. "They're the most beautiful tits I've ever seen on a girl your age, Mindy. Just wait until I get you into bed. I'm going to give them a sucking you'll never forget! I'm going to turn you on so hard you'll come for an hour!" Listening to her just made me hotter and hornier. I was really getting worked up by then. My cunt began to churn with anticipation of what she was going to do to it. I felt rippling waves of tension in my hot cunt.
I couldn't hold off anymore. I yanked them down my panties and gave Miss Boyd a complete view of my soft, shapely young body. My tits were covered with goose pimples and my nipples were standing out hard and ready for her.
My pussy glistened with cunt-juice up and down my cunt-lips-and my pussy-hair was a shiny, lustrous golden nest, eager for her touch of rapture.
That's when she got up and started for me. That's when I was going to get my first tongue-job from a woman.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
I felt Miss Boyd's strong, yet gentle arms, wind around my bare body. She stood in front of me, also naked, and she pressed her tits against mine. Her face came close, and our lips met. She held me tight and shoved her tongue down into my mouth. She was rubbing her hot, furry cunt against mine, and I couldn't help swooning from the heady, flushed feeling I had all over.
"Come on, my little darling," she finally said, breaking away. "Into bed for you. I've got work to do on that lovely cunt of yours, and those big tits!"
I crawled into her bed and rolled onto my back. Almost as soon as I did so, she was on me in a flash. I hadn't even gotten settled before I felt her hot, eager tongue washing over my belly and my legs. Then she was licking furiously up and down my sides, across my loins and back down to the very top edge of my vast, tingling cuntal nest.
But she never stopped to linger anywhere. And she never pushed her face into my pussy ... at least not yet.
She licked me everywhere, and I felt exquisite, aching pleasure all over my body. I jerked and twisted to feel her sweet tongue, but it was no use. I had never felt anything so exciting, so different, so cunt-grabbing. No boy I'd known, including Ronnie, knew so much about what turned a girl on.
Miss Boyd knew it all. She knew what would make me hot because she was a girl herself. And, obviously, she had made cunt-licking her own special study.
When my body was glistening from head to toe with her saliva, she finally worked her way back up to my softly heaving tits. She circled one of my hard nipples with her wet lips and began sucking quietly but expertly.
She took long, loving sucks, wetting the nipple all over, and all the time she kept tonguing it as she sucked. Her tongue was flicking back and forth over my hot nipple and around and around my big, pink areola a mile a minute.
Her lips nibbled and her tongue flicked and sucked. It was an erotic, highly sensual kind of stimulation and I didn't know how long I could take it.
Already my body was responding with a twisting and turning that kept me moving almost constantly. I felt like I was on fire inside my tits. They firmed up, and I strained to shove them deeper into her mouth as she sucked first one and the other.
I lost track of time as she worked on my tits. Afterwards, I figured out that she must have tongued and licked those big boobs of mine for nearly an hour before she got down to the real nitty-gritty and licked my cunt 'til I got my rocks off.
She finally began to tongue her way down over my body again, having let my right tit plop out of her wet lips for the last time. I was hotter than fucking hell by then.
"Lick my cunt, Miss Boyd," I pleaded. "You've got me in a real state. I don't think I can stand anymore unless I shoot my cum!"
She finished lapping over my thighs, and running her fingers through my cunt-hair. She brushed my trembling clit and I felt a stab of ecstasy that roared up through my cunt and dashed and darted here and there all over my loins. I felt a grabbing, squeezing kind of ache that possessed my body and made me want to scream.
"You couldn't keep me away from your hot little cunt now if you tried, darling," she gasped. When she looked up, I saw that her face was flushed a bright pink and her eyes were glazed with the lust of a wanton, cunt-starved woman.
She let her mouth hang open, and her tongue was hot and ready to devour my fresh, teen-age clit and pussy. And I was ready, too. Jesus, was I ready for her hot mouth!
She played with my clit with her finger, then shoved it way up inside those wet, trembling cunt-lips. I lurched and let her feed the finger to me until it was imbedded all the way in my hot cunt. Christ, it made me hot.
I writhed and moaned and cried out for her tongue. I loved the feel of her finger circling and probing inside my pussy, but I really craved her mouth sucking my clit and licking my pussy-lips.
"Please!" I begged. "Suck my cunt. Lick my clit, my sweet darling. I love you, Miss Boyd. Please, give me some relief from your teasing. My God, you're tormenting me. I need a good, hard, hot cunt-licking!"
I don't know whether it was because of my pleading tone, or that I called her darling, or what, but she pulled her finger out of my cunt right away.
Then I felt the warm, wonderful sensation of her tongue on my cunt-lips at last. She held my long, soft cunt-hair apart with her fingers and teased the pink, wet flesh of my pussy with the tip of her tongue.
She raced up and down those hot flaps of desire with first the tip, then the whole flat surface of her warm tongue. It was so magnificent, I thought I would go mad. I spread my legs as far apart as I could and opened my cunt lewdly.
I couldn't get enough of her wondrous tongue. I pressed the back of her head and shoved my cunt up to meet her face. She buried her nose right into my cunt and began lacing my clit with fast, almost blurry ministrations. Her tongue worked itself into a frenzy of erotic lust.
She groaned and moaned almost like an animal as she furiously ate out my hot, pink cunt. I trembled and shook deliciously, and strained to relieve the terrible tension that enveloped me.
"My God, this is incredible!" I blurted. "Your tongue sends me into hysterics, for Christ's sake! Ohhh, ohhhh, suck my clit, Miss Boyd! Suck my clit!"
I suddenly felt a deep rumbling in my cunt, and knew there was no turning back from letting loose my boiling cum.
She was so adept at cunt-licking, so tuned in to another girl's body-especially a young one like mine-that she realized right away what was happening.
And she went right to my clit. She sucked that whole little pink nut of quivering nerves right up between her soft, wet lips.
My clit was like a small hard-on by now, alive with hard, vibrating need. It throbbed and pounded with lust, and as the cum inside my loins started to explode and come propelling out of my cunt-lips, she dug her fingers into my thighs and hung onto me as though life itself depended on it.
Then it hit. My hips shook as though a bomb was going off inside my cunt. That's how it felt as my ass bounced up and down and my cunt-lips spread wide and made way for that huge wave of burning cum to rocket into the open-and right into her waiting lips.
She opened her mouth wide-right over my cunt-hole-and let my overwhelming load of cum pour straight through her lips and right down her throat.
She struggled to keep up with wave after wave of the surging cum, and I heard a gurgling sound in her throat as she swallowed as fast as she could.
I was out of my mind with pleasure as she licked me off. My clit felt like it had burst into a thousand pieces as I started to shoot my cum. My legs bounced and bucked, and my ass was so jittery I couldn't have stayed in one place if she had not held me firmly.
Her nails dug right into my legs, and I found little cuts all over them later, but as I was coming I didn't feel a thing. She even drew a little blood as they cut my tender flesh. But neither of us knew anything right then except what was tearing both of us apart between my fucking legs.
She was like a madwoman as she pressed her face into my hot, fiery cunt. She lapped and sucked and licked those feverish cunt-lips of mine until I thought she would wipe them right off my body. But every lap sent more swirling pangs of sweet pleasure rolling through my pussy.
I had, at last, found someone I could depend on to give me pleasure. If my brother was going to abandon me, and deprive me of the hard cock I needed, and I couldn't depend on boys my own age to give me anything more than fucking, when they felt like it, then I knew I could get my cunt licked and the gratification I needed from Miss Boyd!
She shoved her tongue way up inside my cunt when I stopped coming. My loins were still shaky and I felt weak all over. But Miss Boyd kept her long, stiffened tongue way inside my cunt for several minutes. She didn't even move it. It was just like when a guy finished fucking you and kept his cock in your cunt, just soaking it, for a while afterwards.
It felt good, just knowing that I had a warm tongue inside my cunt and that Miss Boyd really liked to lick and suck me. Then she started wiggling her tongue a little, and I damned near jumped right off the bed.
"Ohhh, God, Miss Boyd, I don't think I can take any more!" I yelled. "Your tongue is going to wear me out. My cunt can't take much more. It's just too damned good!"
I squirmed, and clenched my cunt-muscles, grinding my crotch against her face. It was a delicious, enchanting feeling that pervaded everything. My whole body felt light, giddy, almost outside myself. I'd never felt anything like it before.
"OK, my darling," she said. "I guess you've had a pretty good workout for a first time. Better get some rest. You're going to stay here tonight. I'll lick your cunt some more in the morning."
I didn't protest. I decided to stay overnight with her and get all the good cunt-licking she wanted to give me. If Ronnie didn't like it, that was just tough shit.
I knew he might not even come home all night anyway. Since he had gotten engaged, he had stayed out lots of times. I was jealous, knowing that he was out fucking that Waldorf bitch he was going to marry, instead of being home plugging his hard cock into my needy cunt. So, fuck him!
In the morning, Miss Boyd gave me another complete tongue-bath, licking all over my hot tits and my arms and legs-and right back again into my hot, squishy cunt.
But she was even hotter in the morning than she had been the night before. Her face was covered with cunt-juice. She had it in her eyebrows and on her upper lip and all over her chin.
And she went even further with my body that time. After she got me off, and I had felt the marvelous sensations of orgasm clutching at my cunt and turning my hot young body into an inferno, she slipped her tongue down from my cunt and twisted and turned until her face was right in my ass-crack.
She licked her tongue magnificently all over my puckered, tingly little asshole and sent shivers up and down my legs and arms.
I loved the feelings it gave me when she touched her wagging tongue to the very center of my ass. She even shoved her rigid tongue right inside my asshole and licked all around way inside.
My God, I squirmed and jerked and twisted to try and get away, but she had me pinned on my side and one of my legs bent up at the knee. Her tongue was impaling my asshole, and her arms held me down tight.
I couldn't get away from her, no matter how much she teased and tickled my tender little ass. She seemed to love to pierce my asshole with her tongue, and the whole morning was one erotic, wild ass-licking session.
By noon, we were both so worn out and exhausted that we were ready to just flop and let our bodies rest awhile. I had come three times, and Miss Boyd had eagerly licked me clean of cum every time.
I never thought I could come from getting my ass licked out, but I sure as hell found out differently. She also shoved her fingers up my ass, after she'd greased them up with my cum, and fucked my ass while she licked and sucked my clit.
It was a hot, wild, incredible morning, and I'll never forget it. We often talked about it at school in the weeks that followed, when no other kids were around.
Once, a few weeks afterwards, she locked the door to her office and bent over her desk and licked my cunt for almost a whole class period. The other kids were outside in the gym, doing calisthenics, with one of the senior girls in charge.
It was kind of embarrassing when the student leader knocked on the door. I had to hurry and get my gym suit back on. Miss Boyd had to wipe the cum from her face before she opened it. I always thought that girl knew what was going on. She might even have had her own cunt licked out by Miss Boyd at one time or another. That I'll never know.
Anyway, we had a lot of hot times together in bed for the next few weeks. Miss Boyd was a very important part of my sex-life, and I'll always thank her for what she taught me-and did to my body!
But I still hungered for the one great thrill that every girl loves-the feeling of a big, hard prick packing her cunt full.
Despite the fascinating sensations that a woman can give a girl with a truly talented tongue, like Miss Boyd had, it just doesn't take the place of a huge hard-on.
And that's what Ronnie had. I had to face the truth. I craved his mammoth prick.
That's why I was so gloriously happy when he came home one day and told me the news that was to change my life.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It was almost five o'clock, and I expected Ronnie home at any minute. Even though he had not fucked me for more than two months, I still thought about his big prick and the way he forced it so deep in my cunt when he used to fuck me almost every night. I just couldn't forget my big brother and how much I needed his hot cock.
We had not talked much since he told me he was going to get married, and since he'd stopped giving me the fucking I needed so badly. But I still fixed supper for him every night.
When he walked in that night, though, it was all different. It was like the old days. He was smiling and exuberant, and my cunt juiced a little as I looked up and saw he was in a good mood.
"Hey, Sis, guess what?" he exclaimed when he came into the living room.
"I don't know . . . what?" I asked, half-interested, half-afraid. I hoped he wasn't going to move the wedding up and get married even sooner than he had planned.
"I called off the wedding! I'm not going to get married after all!"
I wanted to jump up and down and scream my thanks to the heavens. But I wasn't sure what had caused the change in plans. So I let him go on before I showed any reaction.
"What happened?" I said.
"I thought about it for a long time," he said, sitting down beside me. "I've missed you a lot. You know, you were the one girl I always really got a thrill out of fucking. I knew it would be tough for us to ever fuck again once I was married. Oh, I suppose we could have, but it wouldn't have been easy, and we'd have to sneak around and always be afraid we'd get caught."
He was right up close to me now, sitting with his leg rubbing against mine, just like the old days. I leaned into him as he spoke, carelessly letting my tit push against his arm and flatten out against those strong muscles of his.
"I just tried to imagine myself married for a few months and not able to bury my prick in your cunt, and it was awful!" he said. "You know what it's been like the last few weeks? I've had such a hard-on for you that sometimes I couldn't stand it. I had to go up to the bathroom and jerk off!"
"I'd had no idea Ronnie still felt that way about fucking me. It made my cunt churn inside. My cunt was hot and itchy and I wanted to jump all over and him suck his cock and do all sorts of wild things right there and then.
"So, I told Karen today that it was all off," he said. "Now we can pick up where we left off . . . that is, if you still want to fuck your big brother."
He looked at me coyly, and I noticed the big hard mound in the crotch of his pants. He hadn't changed a bit.
"Does that Waldorf bitch know that you and I like to fuck each other and suck and lick and all that?" I asked. I prayed that he had never felt silly enough to confess to his bride-to-be that he had fucked hell out of his sister so much.
"Hell, no!" he shouted, scowling at me as though I was out of my mind. "Do you think I'd be dumb enough to tell anyone about fucking you?"
"Thanks, Ronnie, I had to be sure," I said softly, the wound my arms around his neck and pressed my soft, open lips to his. He held me closely and massaged my tits and then started undressing me.
I ached so hard that I started shaking and shivering before he even got my clothes off. Of course, he sucked my tits and licked down over my belly as he disrobed me.
When he got me down to just my panties, he got down on his hands and knees on the floor, right in front of me on the couch, and started licking my legs right from my toes all the way up to my cunt.
I lifted just enough for him to slip my panties out from under my ass and over my hips. As I felt them gliding down off my legs and ankles, I opened my legs wide and gasped right out loud as Ronnie buried his tongue in my hot cunt. .
"Aaaaiiieee," I screamed. It was almost a whine, and I damned near choked on it. My body was so tense, so fucking hot and wound up. Christ, I wanted to fuck so bad I didn't even want him to waste time licking my cunt. And that's saying a lot.
"Hurry, Ronnie, darling!" I cried. "Get your fucking clothes off. I want to see that beautiful body of yours again. I want to hold that hot cock and feel you ram it way into my cunt. Shit, I can't wait, baby!"
With that, I jumped up, even though he was already taking his shirt off, and I unzipped his fly. I got the top button and the belt and let his pants fall right to the floor. Then I grabbed his briefs and pulled them down so fast I must have set a record.
"Ohhhh, God, it's beautiful!" I swooned. "It's more beautiful than I even remembered!" I lunged for his big, throbbing hard-on and let it sink deeply into my wet, slobbering mouth.
His hard cock-head was red-hot, and so was his lengthy, thick cock-shaft. It was one of the most exciting, fucking moments of my life when I started sucking Ronnie's cock once more.
I let his prick slide right over my tongue-all the way to the back of my mouth-and down into my throat. It felt so good, I couldn't even think of words to describe the thrill it gave me.
I pumped my head back and forth on his marvelous, red-hot prick, letting it fill my mouth, savoring the beauty of his hard, veiny meat.
My other hand roamed over his balls, tick- ling them, caressing them softly. They were j vibrating with nervous energy, filled with cum ready to shoot into my mouth.
But I wanted that first shot of cum right up my hot cunt. I'd been un-fucked much too long. I could always suck him off later. But the reunion of our bodies was going to be with Ronnie on top of me-ramming his rock-hard prick as far into my pink cunt as he could possibly jam it.
"Come on, sweetheart, up to bed," I shouted, running up the stairs to my room. He was right behind me, taking the stairs two at a time.
I skipped into my room, bounced onto the bed, and rolled over on my back in one easy movement. Ronnie, a superb athlete, was right on my heels. I had just turned over, and the bed was still jouncing from my exuberant landing, when he landed right between my upturned legs and slammed his cock home in my cunt without any preliminaries or warning or even a fucking word.
It was a delicious, surprising and completely cunt-thrilling entry. Like nothing he'd ever given me before. God, it was great the way he just aimed his big cock and lunged into me.
I folded my legs around him, squeezing his prick deeper into my cunt, and we began at once to rock and fuck the way we both loved it.
He raised up as much as he could and put his weight on his hands and toes, and pumped his prick long and deep and hard-and fast as hell.
My cunt sure got a fucking workout that day. He plunged that stiff prick in and out and all around, driving madly to fill my whole cunt with his hot cock-meat.
"Ohhh, darling, it's just like old times," I sighed. "There's no one in the world who can fill my cunt like you can, Ronnie. My God, your cock is absolutely gorgeous!"
And I wasn't just talking to turn him on. I meant every word I said. I was moaning and crying out with ecstasy almost from the moment he began to hump me so furiously with his magnificent hard prick. There was nothing like a few weeks' layoff to make our fucking a helluva lot better when we started again.
Ronnie twisted and turned his ass, swiveling his hips and driving his prick into my cunt at different angles every time he stroked me. He rubbed his hard, smooth prick along the sides of my cunt.
He made every hot bit of my pink cunt-flesh come alive and burn with passion.
Then he raised way up high, bending forward so his long, bony cock rubbed hard against my clit on every fucking thrust. That's when I thought I'd crack up.
"Ohhhwwweeeiiieee!" I screeched. My face was a mask of reflected torment, my mouth gaping open, my jaw set in a frozen state of tension. My whole body was gripped in the throes of a tremendous, captivating agony of pleasure as he stroked and mesmerized my clit.
"Ohhh, take me, daaarliiing! Fuck me haaard, baby, fuck me deeeep!" God, he felt good! His prick was riding my clit so beautifully, I knew I was going to come, and come hard! He didn't stop for a second. He didn't even let up. He knew how much I needed his hard cock and he wanted to shove his stiff prick way up me, too.
He just romped and rode me, straining to shove his prick deeper and deeper. He fucked me faster and faster, and the more he shoved his cock to me, the hotter it got. I could feel his prick swelling up as he fucked me, too.
His cock got so big around, in fact, that it was wedging my cunt tight. With every stroke it got harder and harder to get his prick into my young cunt. The sides of my cunt-those hot, pink walls-were pushed out obscenely by his bulging pecker.
Then we both hit that magic moment at the exact same time. It had never happened before, but that time we both exploded just as Ronnie had reached the deepest part of my cunt on one of his hard strokes.
My cunt was melting with passion, delivering to my darling brother all the devotion and lustful craving I had been storing up for his return. I had so much cum in my loins, I thought it would keep shooting from me all night.
And Ronnie was just as horny. His prick was bigger than I'd ever felt it. And he was hotter than I'd ever seen him. He drove himself hard-I mean, really hard! His prick was flying in and out of my cunt. His whole body was tensed, his muscles bulging, as he slammed his cock and balls into my crotch over and over, filling my cunt and shooting cum wildly into my body.
I clung to him tightly with my legs and my arms, all wrapped around him, hugging him to my soft but shaking body. We were both covered with sweat. It dripped down our faces and dampened the sheets as we fucked ourselves into a virtual stupor.
Our bodies were melding into one, pressed together hot and wet and demanding. I couldn't get enough of his sweet prick in my cunt, and he couldn't jam his big cock far enough into my pussy.
He was a delicious, thrilling fuck, and I knew that this time it was going to be forever.
"Don't ever leave me again!" I cried as I felt his hot cum shooting way up into my loins. "Don't ever make me go without your beautiful prick again!"
He was grunting, straining to catch his breath as he fucked me off. "Don't worry, baby," he gasped. "This is the kind of fucking I need. I can't live without your hot little cunt. I'm never gonna go without it again."
My cunt was so wet I could hear his big, pounding prick splashing as it poked its sweet, red head in and out, in and out. Cum drenched my cunt-hair and was spattered all around Ronnie's cock-hair. It was smeared over his great, hanging balls. And when he had finally pumped himself out and let his long prick slip out of my cunt-lips, I went down and started licking everything off.
His cum was warm and sweet and I loved to lap it up. Christ, how I had missed it. His cum tasted different than Rocky's or Art's or any other of the younger boys I'd fucked since Ronnie stepped out of my life a few weeks before.
It was nut-like and I could suck it up for hours without getting sick to my stomach or tired of tasting it. It was the richest, most delicious cum in the world. My brother Ronnie was perfect.
I'd only licked his meaty prick and balls for a couple of minutes when I felt him shifting ound so that he could lick my cunt at the same time.
Sixty-nine was not something we had ever done before when we were together. Well, not very often, anyway. We did everything at least once, I guess, including one fuck we took in the bathtub, but sixty-nine was a rare treat.
And right now it somehow seemed very fitting. We fit together-our bodies, that is-just like a puzzle. It was a perfect alignment, my head in his crotch, his in mine.
And the feeling of hot pleasure that it gave us was almost more than either of us could bear. My cunt was all fiery, squishy with cum, and he sent stabbing, arching flashes of erotic sweetness shooting all the way from my hot, slithering clit right up to my tits.
And the harder he lapped, the more I sucked on his prick and licked up the cum that was drowning his crotch in sticky whiteness.
That's how Ronnie and I happened to get back on the road to sexual happiness-fucking and sucking and buggering our way to bliss.
And we promised each other that we'll be a brother-sister fuck team until death do us part.
