Steve stood at the side of the bed and stared at her in complete bewilderment. He didn't quite understand what it was she wanted. A glance at his standing cock, her face, then back to the cock, still didn't give him the picture.
"Play with it, silly. I want to see you squeeze it, pull it, and make it blow up."
"Hey, come on, let's stop all this fuckin' around and flick around," Steve said, starting to get on the bed again.
"No deal. Play with it or no cookie," she teased.
Steve stood up straight, reached down with his right hand and began an uninspired imitation of jacking-off. But he felt foolish and annoyed at the request. Especially when he could see his reflection in the mirror. But Penny's eyes strained with wild delight, at the sight of the mushroom head ballooning bigger and bigger, harder and harder. This is the meat she had dreamed about all weekend, she told herself, breathing in gasping pants at the sight of it now, just inches away and dying to get in that mushy cunt and blast its fury up her insides.
Finally Penny gave him the signal to join her on the bed, but he hesitated. He was pissed-off at the little game she'd made him play. The little bitch is so damned sure she's gonna get it, he thought, that I'll play the tease now. Make her crawl for it.
Slowly, Penny moved to a sitting position, sensing that her-brother's feeling had been hurt by her teasing. When she was sitting with her feet pointing straight toward him, she slowly spread her legs, her tongue coming out to circle her mouth as if tasting the head of his manly spear. And he was growing weaker. His eyes were fixed on the dampness in the crotch of her panties, nostrils flexing to pick up the fragrance, eyeing that hidden cove, waiting for it to snap at him.
"I want that big cock of yours, Steve. In my cunt, filling me with throbbing fat meat."
Cautiously, Steve began to crawl onto the bed. Re didn't want any more threats or foolish games. Just that fully developed body, with heaving tits and longing cunt. He carefully reached for her panties-expecting an order-slowly slid them down her legs, little by little, gawking at the golden fleece that would soon part from the thrust of his weapon.
Once her pasties were off, Penny moved down to the head of his towering cock. She wanted to smell it first, taste it, but only briefly. Then let it do its job on the walls of her longing cunt. Her brother stared in amazement as she touched the divine rod with the gentlest touch, kissing the-knob of it with a soft brushing of her lips, while breathing the man-smell of it.
"You act like you're all hopped up," Steve said in a cautious tone.
"I am hopped up. But not the way you think," she answered, never taking her eyes off his stretched tight cock, and moving as though it was all in slow motion. "I'm high on the fragrance of a real, live, throbbing cock. And the knowledge of where it's going and how it's gonna feel."
"What the hell happened over the weekend?" he demanded.
"It's not what happened, so much, as what didn't happen. And I didn't have one of these juicy, ripe, belly-tickling cocks. But I wanted one so bad it hurt."
Steve moved between her legs and pressed her back to the bed, where she remained motionless, watching and waiting. It made him feel uneasy. This wasn't like her. She seemed to be acting so strange. Slowly, he brought his tumescent muscle to the entrance of her cunt, guiding it with his hand and watching her face. The mere touch of the head against her burning cunt-lips twisted her face into a painful expression.
"Oohhhh… oohhhh… " she groaned, writhing slightly at the first touch. "Oohhhh… " she gulped, as the head parted the lips and peeked inside. In a little more it moved… "Ahhhh ohhhhh… don't move it… don't move it ohhh… ohhh."
The sight of her writhing body was almost too much to resist, but he held his prong at the entrance and waited for her to reach a climax. A climax he thought. Before it's in!
"Mmmmmm… " she sighed with relief, breathing heavy and fast. "Now fuck me. Fuck me like you never flicked before."
The feel of his spear-head driving up the soft walls of her insides was the most glorious sensation she could remember. How tight she fit around it, she thought, opening wider and wider to get it all in, rotating her hips to feel it swish around her insides.
"How's that?" Steve growled. "Or do you want more?"
"All of it… I want all of it."
Another plunge of the blunt-nosed piston, driving more meat into the empty cove, seated the full shaft. And Steve was alive from the power that was now his. Only the ache in his balls reminded him that a moment would come when he'd lose his strength and all the power and might that was now his, and it would all drain from him. But for the present, he was in command.
Penny met his plunging, driving cock with equally hard bounces, to meet it with as much force as possible. It occupied her whole body. Her whole mind. It was where it belonged, satisfying the need it was created for… her need. She dug her nails into Steve's back, wrapped her legs around his hips, driving him as deep as possible with her heels.
"Minmmmm… mmmm… aaahhhh," she cried in his ear, letting him know she was on her second orgasm. "More, Steve, more."
Sonofabitch! Steve screamed to himself, pumping his flexing muscle in and out with all his might, feeling that rumble in his balls signaling the big explosion. While one hand squeezed like hell on a tit, the other hand was under her ass, digging at her flesh for leverage, lifting her to meet each plunge.
"Here it comes… " he whispered breathlessly. "Are you ready for it?"
"Ready," Penny cooed, feeling the heaving muscle jerk in the depths of her stomach. "Give me all you've got."
There was an explosion that reached up to her brain; her insides flooding with his cool juices, the cream mixing with her own fluids and stinging delightfully. She lifted her thighs to meet every throbbing thrust, sucking with all her strength.
This is what she missed. The one ingredient that was left out of all those other sex experiences. The flush of come on the walls of her aching insides. The quenching waters that flooded the raging fire.
"Ooohhhh… Steve… " she cried. "It hurts so good."
"Mmmmmm… " he answered, lowering his drooling mouth onto a hard-nippled tit, sucking its delicious meat into his gulping mouth.
"Mmmmmm… " Penny groaned and sunk her teeth into his shoulder.
They kept their groins pressed tightly together, rotating and grinding more pleasure into each other's sex. Each enjoyed the taste of the other's body, as Steve licked at the captured tit and Penny sucked on his shoulder.
"Tell me about your weekend," Steve said when they finally parted.
"What would you like to know? I already let it slip that I didn't get laid."
"Yeah, but not everyone gets invited to Paul's private island and I want to know what it's like up there."
"Well, let's see… there's lots of pretty girls running around, naked and available at the snap of your finger. Studs too for the women guests."
"That's what I heard," Steve said, as he sat back on the bed, giving her all his attention and not hiding the fact that he was fascinated.
"And everywhere you look there are big names-politicians, actors, you name it, all fuckin' away. Men with men, women with women every way you can imagine."
"I'd give my right arm to just see it once."
"But of course I didn't approve of the children."
"Children!" Steve gasped. "What were they doing?"
"What would you like? A little girl to suck on your pipe? A little boy's ass to play With?"
"Holy shit!" Steve gasped in disbelief. "Sounds impossible. Out of this world! Did you see anyone playing with the kids?"
"Not only saw it, but was manhandled by the most gorgeous twins-a boy and a girl-who were assigned to my room for whatever whim I might have."
"Shit! What'd you do?"
"Nothing. They were all over me before I could do anything. Kissed every inch of my body-front and back-and…"
"You've gotta get me an invitation, Penny. I have to see this place for myself."