by Doris Joe
She slowly fucked her throat over him three or four more times before finally pulling completely away. She politely asked her sister, "Would you like another try?" "Just watch me," her little sister said determinedly. She grabbed him in one hand, braced herself on his thigh with the other. He was completely erect now; even bigger than when she started. But she was convinced she could best her sister.
She tried. Oh, how she tried. She gagged and sputtered and went red in the face. She eventually took almost six thick inches. But there was still enough shaft left over for Mandy to mockingly wrap two fingers around. When Cindy sat back coughing and wiping her face she croaked, "You got lucky."
The woman raised and brow. "Really? Let's see," she said. She put her hands behind her back and bobbed forward over Williams upstanding mast. It a single smooth motion she buried her face against his groin.
A look she gave him told him to take it further. Whatever sibling rivalry was playing out, he was all for playing his role. "God, your sister's amazing. I know forty-year-old swinging sluts that can't swallow me whole like that," He put both hands on the back of her head and briefly skull-fucked her. He didn't quite go hog wild but the co-ed had no apparent difficulty.
Not wanting to travel too far down the path to climax yet, it was William that soon decided to pull her mouth off him. Mandy just wiped her mouth and gave her little sister a superior smile. He didn't want either girl trying anything new with his eager cock yet. As always, the way Billy maintained control was to in fact maintain control. And these young fillies were ripe for some guidance.
He got to his feet momentarily and guided Mandy onto the lounge. He took a moment again to appreciate her body. So slender and toned. The pane of her stomach was perfectly flat. As she briefly tensed while leaning back on the lounge, soft by unmistakable groves quartered her abdomen. "My god, your body is perfect," he said with wonder. His lightly calloused hand engulfed her modest but upstanding breast, catching her rigid nipple between his fingers. His other hand coaxed her legs apart and traced the line of her sex.
"Are you going to lick my pussy now, Mr. McCoy?" she asked innocently. She dropped one leg off the lounge in invitation.
He brushed the soft down covering her mound. "You've watched me lick women before, haven't you? You really shouldn't spy on people." "I'm sorry. But you were all so sexy. Will you make me cum with your mouth like you did all those others?" she asked with pleading eyes. She shivered when he ran his fingers down through her slick pink folds.
"I really should say no," he mused aloud. "But I can smell your damn pussy from here and I know it's going to be delicious." He lowered his head between her legs and spread her with his fingers. "I can't say no to sweet, horny pussy."
Heat radiated. She was tense, clearly nervous despite her bold actions, but she spread her legs even wider for him. He ran his tongue gently up her slit, barely touching the flesh. She shivered and hissed. She stared down at the top of his head, gripping her own breasts roughly. He brushed his long black hair back and looked into her eyes. She shivered again. He grinned and kissed the hood of her little clit.
"Fffuck, that's so hot," Cindy whispered. She sat on the lounge behind her sister, watching. She played with the weeping lips of her own hungry sex.
Billy McCoy ran his wide tongue up Mandy's sex again, parting the petals and inhaling as he went. His cock throbbed and seeped but he left it unmolested as he focused on the coed's ripe slice of heaven. She squirmed and moaned as his lips, tongue and fingers did amazing new things to her. "Ohh, Billy you're amazing. This is..." she lost her voice for a moment as she shuddered in pleasure. "God, this is so fucking wild!" she groaned.
Her little pinto-bead sized clit was raised up and he wrapped his lush lips around it and sucked. She shrieked and came, hands knotted in his hair. "Goooood." He didn't slow down as she panted and trembled. He had yet to penetrate her really yet but now he went to slide two fingers all the way into her hole. But they wouldn't fit. As soaked as her passage was, she was too tight.
Not believing she could be so tight, he shifted to just his middle finger. It slid in, causing her to scream even louder. The digit sunk all the way in but her sheath clung tightly to it. "Oh god, you're going to have to go slow," she cried.
He slid his finger back out. "Wait, no, I didn't say stop." "God, you're so tight, little girl," He slid his finger gently back in. "Hmmmmm," she said, hips dancing slowly under his gaze. "Everyone says that. I really need a lot of time and lube," she looked down where his rigid manhood hung below his body. "No way I'm actually going to fit that big thing inside this little thing."
Cindy shoved her hard. "Then get out of the way and let me at it. I want that big fucking thing to pound me!" she wiggled and pushed and got her hips to Billy's side of the lounge and spread her legs wide. Her smooth, waxed clam opened up between her fingers. "See, it's all ready for you," She shoved three fingers in deep and wetly churned herself.
"God, you little brat. That nasty cunt looks like you whore it out every day."
"Almost," the younger Falon said proudly. "This nasty cunt was built for thick cocks and hard fucking."
William looked with bemusement at the girl. He still wasn't convinced she wasn't mostly just talk. But her shaved and sloppy pussy certainly looked inviting. Cindy almost panicked when he started shaking his head and got to his feet. "Uh-uh," he said. "I've been doing this long enough to know better than to get splinters and a sore back trying to fuck you down there."
He pointed at the house. "Get on the living room couch right now and I will show you how a real man fucks." The girl squealed and scrambled to do as he said. Billy let himself touch his cock as he watched her wide, pale ass jiggle through the patio door. He glanced at Mandy. "After I give her what she needs, I'm going back to work on your little man-trap. I've yet to meet a woman that couldn't take me to the balls given proper preparation and maybe a little inspiration."
Cindy was bent over the back of the couch by the time he walked into the living room. He stepped behind her and gave her meaty backside a sharp slap. She wiggled in response.
A clear pink handprint faded into view. "Ok, girl. Ready to beg for mercy?" She spread her legs a bit wider and lowered her body as much as possible, turning her heart-shaped ass up to him. "Mercy? I doubt it. But please, do your worst. Do anything you want." He stared down at her curved back and flared hips. Little Cindy certainly did appear to have grown into a body built for fucking. He bent forward and placed one hand at the junction of her waist and hip. He gathered up a thick handful of hair with the other.
She resisted the pull on her head, just as she should. Yes, her hair had been used this way before. He aimed his aching cock into the cleft of her ass and down to the split of her sex.
"I mean it. None of that slow and easy stuff. Ram me n-owww!"
He shot her full of eight thick inches of manhood while she was still chattering on. His hard stomach clapped loudly against her soft ass and his hands tightened their grips.
"Holy shit," said Mandy, watching from nearby.
The pair was still for a moment. Cindy hadn't really reacted yet aside from getting cut off midsentence. Then she said in a clear, calm voice. "Again."
Billy jerked his hips back and pulled himself entirely free of her hot sleave. Then he rammed her again.
"Yes! Again. Harder. Fuck, that's a lot of cock."
"And you're taking it like a champ," he grunted. "Damn, watch that ass jiggle!" he chortled as he pounded the eighteen-year-old.
"Oh god, I'm going to cum all over that cock!" she wailed. Mandy watched wide-eyed as Billy rapidly bounced his hips off her sister's ass. The slaps sounded like a machine-gun.
"Oh my god, Mr. McCoy, you're hurting her. Stop it!"
"No!" Cindy shouted. "God, don't stop. This is the best fucking thing ever," Bill kept up the relentless pace and the girl bit down on the back of the couch. She screamed past her teeth and came.
William felt the tension in her body. "That's
it, honey. God, you're creaming all over my dick."
He didn't slow. "Talk to me slut. Tell me you want more. Tell how much you love my cock." "Oh god, don't stop!" she cried. The sounds were unreal. The jackhammer slaps and the wet splash of her climaxing cunt filled the room.
After several more minutes, William shoved himself away. "God, look at that cunt. And my cock! You're girl-cream is everywhere. Were you cumming that whole time?"
"Don't stop," she cried, unable to say anything more coherent.
"Swallow some of this mess you're making," he said roughly. He grabbed her hair again and twisted her around to face him. He pushed her down and pressed his angry red missile against her mouth.
Her jaw dropped open and he forced himself back down her throat. "I bet you taste yourself all the time, don't you?" he asked.
She made a slobbering noise that may have been an affirmative. He pumped her throat a few times, not being rough, just determined. About five inches was all she could seem to manage. He held himself as deep as she could take for a long minute until she was sputtering and drooling uncontrollably. Just when he started to see the first hint of panic in her eyes, he released her and shoved her to lay back on the couch.
Immediately, he was between her legs. He planted a knee on the floor and a foot high on the couch and dragged her close and back onto his glistening organ.
"Oh god, YES!" she screamed as his nuts wedged against her ass and she stretched deep and wide around him.
She began to cum again immediately. At this point, it almost didn't matter what Billy did. She was so sensitive and aroused that any sensation set off fireworks. The old swinger took the opportunity to catch his breath. He held her firmly and did everything with confident aggression... but there was a kind of slowness to it all now.
The measured pace didn't really do anything to slow his own building need. He could feel every convulsion and twist of her young cunt and he had to concentrate hard to keep his balls from erupting. And the way her damn tits were dancing around on her chest were enough to make a dead man salivate. Those big handfuls showed the perfection of youth, high and round even when she was on her back. But with plenty of jiggle to them.
Having something of a fetish for breasts, he was quickly assembling a very long list of things he wanted to do to those beauties. But that might have to wait for another day because right then, he needed to focus on not letting his balls burst quite yet.
After probably her fourth climax, Cindy stopped begging for more. Her eyes were vacant and she couldn't keep them from rolling. He pulled himself free and stood above her, admiring his handy-work,
The teen sexpot was limp, floating on an internal sea of satisfaction.
William turned his attention to the older girl. "Now, Miss Falon, let's take a look at that tight little pussy you got there."
She stepped behind the couch, putting it between them. "Stay away from me with that," she said. She glanced down at her sister, making sure she was actually okay. She certainly looked peaceful.
And the younger sister wasn't so out of it to miss the chance to mutter, "Prissy, butch bitch."
William held out his hands reassuringly, "Don't worry, sweetie. I'm not going to pound you like I did your sister," he also glanced down at the blissful girl. "She begged for it hard and I gave it to her." He circled the couch and Mandy warily let him approach. He put a hand under her elbow and the other around the back of her waist. "I'll go nice and slow, eat you out to a few more orgasms and make sure you can take a couple of my fingers before I try anything more than that."
He brushed the tips of her tight, cone-shaped breasts and slid his hand down her toned stomach. He paused at the top of her soft beaver. "You at least want me to go down on you some more, right?"
Her eyes had become fixated on his rigid club. About then it dawned on her that having pounded her little sister through a good handful of orgasms, he had not himself released. Only having ever been with three men before, he was by far the largest she'd ever come in contact with. She was proud that she had been able to deep-throat the entire things. Surely they could find a way to fit him into the more appropriate hole. "Do what you have to. Get me ready. I want that in me."
Smiling at her, he led her to a nearby upholstered chair. Watching him move sent a small thrill through her. It was a bit odd. He was noticeably shorter than her, in fact of about the same height as Cindy. Mandy remembered how she had realized she had grown past him around the age of sixteen.
But despite his stature, he'd always been very masculine and attractive to her. He'd always had that sensual long hair and such an easy way of doing everything. Quiet confidence. Smooth as melting butter, he sat in the chair and twirled her to come to rest sitting side-saddle on his lap. His cock slid naturally into the crease between her thighs. She was shocked by its branding-iron heat.
One arm was around her back, wrapped to rest his hand on her breast. The other laid casually on her thigh. His dark eyes met her hazle. His full lips drew her attention. His smile grew and he asked, "May I kiss you, angel?"
She nodded and leaned closer. He raised his hand to gently cup the back of her head and met her lips with his.
His wide, skillful tongue embraced hers and they built their intimacy. Mandy's eyes closed and her head tilted as she surrendered control. Before she knew it, she was breathing hard and her chest was hot and flushed. And his hand had delved between her legs to tickle and caress her sensitive labia. Her thighs grew ever further apart as she opened herself to him.
His mouth left hers with a final gentle bite of her lower lip. She moaned softly and raised her chin as he traced fleeting kissed down her long, lean neck. She shivered as he drew closer to her breasts.
William felt her excitement. The firm swell of her tits passed beneath his tongue, pebbled with goosebumps. When he first bumped across her engorged nipple, she jumped. When he quickly zeroed in on it and wrapped his lush lips around it, she hissed and pressed his head to her body. Almost unnoticed, his middle finger had sunk two knuckles deep into her inner chamber. Billy still marveled at how snug she was. As she swooned in his arms, he gently worked a second finger into her.
"Oh!" she said, catching her breath. Both fingers sank in all the way. It usually took her boyfriend much, much longer to coax her to open that much and that was with lube.
Still, she felt a tremble of fear. As good as Mr. McCoy's fingers felt, they were nowhere near the size of his penis.
Closing her eyes, she tried to relax. For inspiration, she reached down to find his hard rod and took hold of it.
They both moaned at that. "Oh... I don't think I can do it, Bill," she said, almost weeping. He raised his head and whispered in her ear, "I promise I won't hurt you. But I want to try. I want you to feel all of me inside you," They kissed again. She held his cock tightly and hunched against his fingers.
"Please," she said. It was hard to know what she was pleading for. But William took it as encouragement. He eased her back into the couch and sank to the floor between her legs. He removed his fingers and pulled her hips into position. Then he tasted her again, spreading her lips wide with his fingers and burying his face into her womanhood.
Cindy watched as Mandy held onto the swinger's head and twisted her hips against his face. She saw Billy slide two fingers back into her sister. Cindy bit her lips in envy and shoved most of her hand into her own recently-pummeled cunt.
Flicking his tongue against the older girl's clit, William began working a third finger into her. So far, she hadn't really displayed any resistance or discomfort. She was tight but also fit and fully mature. In his mind, it was a foregone conclusion that she would soon welcome every inch of his fat log into her little pink hole. He lifted his head and watched her body react as he wedged her wide open. When she arched her back, her breasts almost disappeared save the rigid tips of her nipples. He cupped his hand to press his fingers to her g-spot and his palm to her tiny clit and she cried out as she came again.
Cindy whimpered and jabbed herself over and over again as she watched her sister climax. William got to his feet. When the little sister finally got another good look at his massive cock, she came silently all over her hand.
Mandy watched with wide eyes as his weapon approached its target. Her heart was beating like a hummingbird and her little pussy was gasping at the absence of McCoy's fingers. Some kind of fight-or-flight reaction kicked in. She squirmed. She wanted to either escape what was coming or attack it now. "Easy honey, Billy-boy's just going to make you feel good some more," he whispered as the fat plum at the end of his manhood nudged her enflamed pink folds.
He held her gaze as he put one hand on her hip and guided himself with the other. "There it is, girl. See, it's not so big."
Nearby, Cindy scoffed. McCoy's massive dick looked like a battering ram poised to destroy a mousehole.
"See honey? Look how wet you are," he said. Mandy shuddered as his knob slid up through her crease. It glistened with her fluid when it peeked above her mound.
Her head shook in denial. He was wrong; it looked impossibly huge between her legs. She clung to the couch, forcing herself to hold still.
She moaned and her head arched back when he slid back down through her folds and made strong contact with her entrance.
His hand tightened on her thigh and he eased forward. "Shhhh, relax baby. Let it happen."
"Oh, wow. That's so amazing," Cindy whispered. She had to get a closer look. She crawled to them staring at her sister's distressed womanhood. Mandy bit her lips and tried to concentrate on relaxing which was a bit of a paradox. Williams firm grasp was a calming influence. He continued to go slow and she finally realized that as much as she felt the pressure and strain, she wasn't feeling any pain.