David St Martin
A visit from sis
CHAPTER ONE
"Damn that feels good, Joey!"
Her gasp was barely audible over the noisy sucking. Her firm tits had been aching for this – but not nearly as much as her slippery young cunt ached for what was to come.
"Yes! Bite them!"
She opened her dark brown eyes and looked down at the boy's head as he moved his mouth back and forth, feasting on her luscious tits. It wasn't that Amy's tits were particularly big, but a 34C looked twice as large on her otherwise slim frame. They drove men wild – which was fine by Amy. Her tits craved all the attention they could get.
"That's it! No – ahh!"
She'd been about to tell him to touch her slobbering pussy, but he'd already started moving his hand up under her short skirt. Amy let her head loll back on the seat, her long, straight, blond hair cascading over the back. She spread her slender legs to accommodate his touch. She felt his hand going higher on her quivering thighs as he sucked her left tit into his mouth and rasped the sensitive flesh with his deft tongue. She reached out with one hand, running her fingers over the denim of his jeans until she found the hard, full bulge of his cock and quickly fumbled open his zipper.
"You're like a piece of wood," she breathed, releasing the rigid prick from his briefs. She heard him groan as her hand began to move up and down over the blood-engorged shaft.
Amy stiffened as his fingers ceased tracing the lust-puffed lips of her pussy and began probing against the hot inner stricture of her cunt. She groaned again. The seat began to fold back and down. Her eyes fluttered momentarily as he began working his finger in and out of her hungrily clutching cunt. She'd been hot when he had picked her up from her afternoon swim at the town pool. She'd been hotter still after the clumsy, furtive fumbling at stoplights along the road. By the time she'd slipped her blouse open and given his fingers easier access, she was flaming with horniness.
"Hurry – hurry!" she hissed, head flinging from side to side of the soft leather upholstery. It wasn't often that Joey got his old man's car, but when he did, they made the most out of it – especially the reclining seat.
She groaned again as he probed at her pussy with a second finger, working hard to wedge it inside her already spasming cunt. She was tight down there, every bit as tight as she'd been when she'd lost her cherry the year before. Amy humped her cunt up and down on his invading fingers, riding them for all she was worth. She wanted the real thing.
Finally, he began moving over her.
"Come on," she pleaded, using her free hand to tug at his belt. She felt the denim crushing against the insides of her thighs as he pushed his jeans down his legs…
… and then he was lowering himself over her.
"Oh, yes, yes," she grunted, already fitting the blunt heat of his throbbing cock between the welcoming lips of her hungry pussy.
Joey had never been one to rush into things, no matter how horny he was, and this occasion was no different. He calmly replaced her fingers with his own and began rubbing the velvety flesh of his cock between the tightly compressed lips of her cunt. Amy jerked beneath him as the heavy cocktip brushed her clitoris again and again. She thought she was going to die without the fuck she needed.
"Plea-ease," she sobbed, wrapping her long shapely legs around his thighs and digging her nails into his muscular ass. Amy tried to force him into her, but Joey was good at this – which was one of the prime reasons she was with him and not one of the others. When she needed a good fuck, Amy knew that Joey could supply the medicine.
At that moment, he gave her his cock.
"Aahhhh – yes!" she screamed. He'd fit the head of his prick between the lips of her pussy, stretching them until they'd seemed ready to burst. Then he shoved his hard prick into her unnaturally tight cunt.
Amy tensed. She felt the hard male prick throbbing inside her. Her cunt was being stretched the way it had ached to be stretched. That itch inside her was finally being soothed. She came, the orgasm shuddering quickly through her. She fell back onto the seat, but the tension inside her remained.
"Now more," she breathed, opening her dark-lashed eyes to look into his face. "Give it to me till you can't move any more!"
He did. He pulled slowly back until just the head of his cock was still inside her tight pussy grip. Then he slammed forward into her again with enough force to knock the breath from her. Amy lay gasping and puffing beneath him. She tightened her legs on his back, digging her heels into his ass and humping up at him with all the leverage she could muster.
He came into her at different speeds and angles, giving every square millimeter of her honey tunnel a taste of the blood-filled cocktip. She rose higher – and then came off again.
"Come with me this time," she pleaded. "I want you to come in me!"
That always pleased Joey, she knew – but it pleased her, too. She loved to feel a cock jerking and swelling against her cunt walls as it fired its hot load.
Joey pressed his strong body against her petite frame and began ramming his hard cock up her pussy with short, fast, powerful surges. Each lunge jarred her – but in the best way!
"Soon!" she gasped. "Soon! Sooo – now!"
She came again, arching and shivering beneath him. She felt him surrender to the milking spasms of her eager young cunt. Again and again, he gasped as his virile young balls lurched repeated loads of scalding cum blasting into her welcoming young pussy. She felt a buzz starting somewhere between her cunt and her ass. The buzz spread like wildfire until her entire body was consumed in the release of her orgasm.
The two of them gradually slowed and lay limply together. His shriveling prick was forced out of her by the elastic tightness of her slicked cunt. She shivered as she felt the head of his cock pop out of her cunt.
"That was good, Joey. I was looking forward to that fuck all day."
He kissed her forehead lightly. "You've got an amazing little pussy, Amy. It feels like it's going to tear my prick off and keep it locked inside forever."
She giggled. "That would be nice."
"Not for me."
After a few more minutes to regain their breath, they finally separated and pulled their clothes back into order. He drove her back to her house. It was nearly nine, and her parents expected her back.
"I think this is going to be a terrific summer," he said, as he slowed in front of her house. There were lights on in the living room and her brother's room.
"If today was a sample, you've got my vote on it!" she replied happily. With school out, the evening curfews would be moved back to later hours for her. Every time she thought about it – and all the fun to be had – Amy had to smile to herself.
"Any idea when your folks are planning the trip this year?" he asked. Every year, her father and mother took Amy and her brother, Billy, to the mountains for a week. She'd always looked forward to it before, but she had discovered the joy of fucking, now, and didn't relish the week of enforced celibacy.
"Not yet. Call me tomorrow?"
He grinned wide and relaxed. "No way to stop me."
She picked up the bag with her damp two piece suit and towel inside and went into her house.
Amy's mother and father were sitting in the kitchen.
"Hi, Mom – Dad," she said brightly, greeting each with a proper daughterly kiss on the cheek. "What's all this?" She nodded towards the glossy brochures spread on the table before them. Her father slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close.
"You know that promotion I've been bucking for?" he asked, his twinkling eyes betraying the rest.
"Daddy! That's terrific!" she shrieked and hugged him fiercely. Her father had been working his ass off as a salesman for a local automobile replacement parts manufacturer. He'd just been picked to move into the position of Regional Sales Manager. It meant a hefty raise.