Her tits were barely covered by the low, tight fit of her dress and Barry could see the tautness of the flesh on her ribs as it strained against the material and accentuated the proud thrust of her tits. She moved closer to him, the flesh of her thighs rippling.
Barry felt his cock grow hot and it began to
pulse under his trousers. He felt helpless against its throbbing and pushing, and the ache to grab her and fuck her right there out in the fields raced through his body.
Coming to a barn, they both entered. She reached out for him, held him lightly and began to breathe heavily. Her hands clasped his neck and pulled his face down against her so that their cheeks caressed as she pressed and bumped her cunt-mound against his erect cock.
He buried his lips in her neck and moved his hand quiveringly down her smooth, flawless flesh until it was hidden in the confines of her dress. As his exploring fingers reached the top of her hips, he strained her body against him. His hands moved until they were cupping her buff-cheeks in sensual ecstasy. He crushed her against his cock until it hurt him, torturing himself. Her buttocks were smooth and hard as she strained into him then she relaxed and her ass-cheeks expanded fully into his hands.
Her arms moved around, his neck and the pressure was so reat that when she kissed him, his lips were crushed back on his teeth and he could hardly breathe.
His hands ran over her body with a growing urgency, over the fullness of her tits, the roundness of her thighs. His fingen began to work at the hem of her dress, pulling it up until he could feel the soft silk of her panties She moaned quietly under his persistent
touch and pulled him down to the hay-covered floor of the barn. His fingers found the tight elastic of her legband and gently, but firmly, he pushed them inside until he could feel her soft cunt-mound.
Nancy wriggled under his touch, knowing that she could stop him but straining her body toward his fingers at the same time. Slowly he tugged at the brief panties until she lay completely exposed and vulnerable to his touch and every wanton caress.
His cock was throbbing wildly inside the tight confines of his pants. Reluctantly, Barry released one hand and tugged at the zipper of his fly. He had to free his pulsing, demanding cock. He had to have relief from this sweet torture as the urgency of his passion seemed to become unbearable. His swollen cock gave an involuntary jolt, moving sharply towards his belly as he released it.
Nancy moaned softly as she stared at his thick, warm prick-shaft as it jerked upwards. It sent a desire through her that she had never felt before. She found it difficult to believe the size his cock had grown to.
Sharply she turned on her side, jutting her smooth, round ass towards him. She reached behind him and pulled him towards her until she could feel the hardness and the jerking of his cock against her belly.
He let his hands wander down towards her cunt and slowly began to finger her pussy-mound,
searching for the tiny hair-lined slit and protective lips. He found the hard little clit,. which he
massaged gently while Nancy moaned and writhed furiously under his touch.
"Oh, that feels so good, she breathed as she let her hands drop down to caress his throbbing cock. He gasped at the suddenness of her touck against his bare meat.
It was almost too much for Barry to take. He began to rock his body back and forth as her hand grasped tighter and tighter around his cock. It was too much and he finally found the tight, elastic slit of her cunt and forcefully drove a finger deep into her soft, warm fuck-hole. She gasped in pain and shock at the sudden intrusion.
"Oh, baby,. stop! It hurts. You'll have to do it slower, baby. Not so hard."
But Barry was breathing too rapidly now to listen to her plea and continued the punishing,
movement of his fingers, more quickly and powerfully. Nancy could feel the pressure begin to lessen as her cunt began to lubricate with her juice.
She tried to push Barry away, but the weight of his body prevented her from moving her hands. His cock was jerking and, throbbing wildly now as it pushed in and out of her tightly, clenched fist. He felt that he couldn't wait, he was about to shoot his load and he wanted to ram his prick deep into her cunt. He had to fuck her now!
Nancy. began to cough out sounds until he wasn't sure whether he was really hurting her or
whether she was involved in some choking passion. With a great effort he slowed his finger-fucking rhythm and tried to force her over on her back so that he could fuck her as she should be fucked.
"No, Barry. We mustn't do this."
Ignoring his stepsister's pleas, Barry forced her backward until her cant lay completely open, exposed and easy to fuck. His cock was about to burst, and he reached down to pry her fingers away from his thick, stiffened staff, so that he could stick his dick into her puffy gash.
As her fingers felt the hard, rounded head of the big cock leave her grip, he gasped, "Shit! I'm going to come. I'm going to come now."
Nancy felt a sudden bursting, and then a sticky substance covered the palm of her hand as his hips thrust forward wildly in passion. She could feel the jerking of his cock as it shot his sperm all over her hand and the barn floor. Finally, with a last weakening thrust, he flopped forward onto her, his cock deflating and slipping out of her hand.
Slowly he rolled over onto his back, trying to avoid her gaze and zip his pants at the same time. All of a sudden he felt strange.
Nancy just lay there, her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties at her ankles. She looked at him, or looked through him. Barry wasn't sure.
They pulled themselves together and left the barn. Nancy noticed a shadow across the doorway. It was her uncle! Nancy wondered how long he had been there.
Nancy went straight to her room after saying good night to Barry. As she lay on her bed fully clothed, she thought about her experience with Barry in the barn. She had never felt a desire grow so strong. Her cunt still ached, and she dreamily let her hands roam over the voluptuous curves of her body. Her full, white tits were still taut from Barry's caresses.
She played with her hard, pink nipples, making them stand even more erect, and she pinched them, between her fingers until they ached with lust. She rubbed them, lifting her tits so that they were cupped lazily in her hinds.
The touch made her feel drowsily sexy and very unfulfilled. Her attention was soon directed to the softness of her burning thighs and the maddening feeling which burned deep in her cunt. She pressed her legs tightly together, letting her firm, full thighs rub excitingly against the soft pulsing lips of her cunt around the empty room;
She looked quick1y then, licking her lips in secret anticipation, she slowly pulled her dress up over her thighs until the white strips of satin-covered elastic which held up her stockings were exposed.
She raised them gently away from the softness of her legs and let them fall back with a faint,
exciting snap onto her bare flesh. She raised herself off the bed, quickly pushed aside the crotchband of her bikini panties and let her fingers stray casually to the lips of her pussy: She plucked at the
soft flesh, sliding her fingers along the warm, wet slit.
They dipped slightly into her throbbing cunt-hole. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that she shouldn't really be doing this, but she couldn't stand the pressure that was building deep inside her.
Nancy spread her legs wide and propped her feet up on the wall next to her bed, making sure her thighs were far apart. She stared down, watching with fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft strands of pussy hair and drew the lips of her cunt gently apart, revealing the wet, open red slit running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her butt.