Mom always gives her all – Chapters 1-3

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CHAPTER ONE

Cathy was leaning back against her boss’ desk, her naked ass pressing hard against the desk’s sharp edge. Her legs were spread wide as she accepted Tom Sanders’ massive, meaty prick into her cunt.

“Ohhhhhh! I love you, Tom!” the beautiful brunette whispered. “God, I adore your cock! I love the way you fuck me!”

His huge prick, more then ten inches long and solid as a steel pole, sliced deep into her pussy, stretching Cathy’s clutching, milking cunt lips. Cathy’s big tits jiggled on her chest. Her rosy nipples were hard and tingling, sending bolts of pleasure through her veins.

Tom’s mustache tickled her cheek as he kissed her. His lips moved over and up to catch her earlobe. His cock ground into Cathy’s pussy with fierce determination.

Cathy’s fingernails gouged into the rippling muscles of Tom’s shoulders. Her clit was sizzling, getting hotter by the second. Cathy’s cunt was sucking on his fuck pole, squeezing it from his prick root to his enormous, throbbing cock head.

“So fucking beautiful,” Tom hissed hungrily. He reamed her pussy, grinding his curly bush of hair against hers.

Leaning back, Cathy rested on her elbows and looked up at her employer and lover. She had never loved anyone as totally and completely as she loved him. For her, he was everything in a man she had ever wanted to find. More than six feet tall, dark, ruggedly handsome, he had struggled to make himself successful. Although his wealth wasn’t what attracted Cathy, she did admire his determination, and his ability to set goals, then work for them.

“I love you,” Cathy whispered, closing her beautiful brown eyes.

To say that Cathy was merely pretty was to damn her with faint praise. Tall for a woman, she stood five-feet-eight. Her height allowed her to carry the few extra pounds around her hips gracefully, giving her a full bodied, womanly look. Her tits were huge and perfectly shaped, capped by light brown nipples which were larger than silver dollars, with tips that became hard at the lightest touch.

Her brown hair was parted down the middle, falling in smooth waves down past her shoulders. She had a pert nose and wide set eyes. Her mouth was made for kissing. Her long legs were topped with creamy thighs that trembled whenever Tom touched them. Her pussy always got juicy whenever the time was right for fucking.

“Yessss!” Cathy purred.

She pushed her large, plastic-framed glasses higher on her nose end licked her lips. Her mouth felt dry from the way she gulped in air.

Tom kissed Cathy’s neck, his lips sucking on her smooth, perfumed flesh. His cock felt as if he shoved it into a fiery, moist oven. His huge, cum-laden balls swung between his legs, slapping against Cathy’s thighs and taut ass cheeks whenever he thrust his fuck pole into her cunt.

“Baby, you’re driving me wild,” he sighed, feeling the jism beginning to simmer in his balls. It wouldn’t be long before his balls spewed out their thick, creamy load of fuck cream.

Cathy opened her eyes and looked at Tom’s face. His expression delighted her. Absolute, sheer ecstasy was written all over his face. His thick, black eyebrows were arched above green eyes that seemed to burn right through her. His neatly trimmed mustache, and his curly, expensively styled hair highlighted his craggy good-looks.

She wanted to please him, to be everything for him. Cathy had worked for two years as his personal accountant. After the first year, they had gone out for a drink. It didn’t take long for them to become lovers.

They had fucked for the first time in the front seat of Tom’s Lincoln Continental. Tom was able to work Cathy’s panties down her legs and finger fuck her steamy pussy, then she had laid down and taken his massive prick into her cunt. After that, they regularly fucked in the office, either on Tom’s desk or on the floor.

“Take me, Tom!” Cathy gasped, the pussy juice, flowing freely from her pussy now, as she approached her climax. “I love your prick! Ohhhhh! I love the feel of your big, beautiful prick sliding into me!”

Grabbing Cathy’s legs under the knees, Tom put her feet over his broad shoulders. He ran his huge hands down her legs, enjoying their smoothness. Her fawn-colored stockings were held up by the lacy purple garter belt he had given her.

“Cathy, I’m going to cum so fucking much you’re going to be flooded! Completely flooded with my jism,” Tom growled.

Slamming his hips against the backs of Cathy’s thighs, Tom rammed his cunt stretching cock meat completely into her tight fuck hole. He put his hand on her luscious tit, pressing down on her supple mound of tit flesh as he squeezed. Her tit billowed out, becoming even more full and round from the pressure.

“Ohhhhhh! Pinch my nipples, Tom! I’m going to cum!”

Catching her nubby nipple bud between his thumb and forefinger, Tom rolled her tit flesh and pulled on it at the same time. Hot tingles of desire zipped through her curvaceous body. She twisted even more frantically on the desk, wanting to prolong her ecstasy for as long as possible while wanting to cum immediately.

When Cathy licked her lips again Tom’s mind filtered to the mental image of what she would look like with his big cock between her lips and stuffing her mouth. He had once suggested that she give him a blowjob. She had refused, and he never brought up the subject again.

But, since that time, Tom had longed for the feel of her wet lips and sweet mouth sliding hungrily across his enormous prick.

Cathy swung her arms over her head, giving herself totally to her lover. Her tits sloshed back and forth, jostled about by the relentless invasion of Tom’s cock meat into her hot pussy. Her gorgeous, eyes were hazy with passion.

Putting his hand on Cathy’s cunt bush, Tom rubbed her sizzling clit as he fucked her tight pussy. The added sensation was all it took to push the beautiful brunette over the edge of ecstasy. Biting her bottom lip to keep from screaming out joyously, she whimpered as her pussy juice gushed out.

“Oohhhhhhh! Go, baby, go!” Tom groaned, feeling her cunt walls squeezing around his pistoning cock.

He pounded her ripe body faster, slapping his hips against her thighs as his fuck pole went deep into her creamy pussy.

“Cum! Cummminggggg!” Cathy whimpered, the words seemingly ripped out of her chest.

Cathy came down slowly from the dizzying heights of her climax. She had felt certain that she was suspended in mid air, and the only thing touching her was Tom’s cock. She groaned as her pussy juice overflowed out of her prick-filled cunt.

“Fuck! I’m going to cum, baby! I’m going to cum!”

When Tom’s thick, milky jism splattered against the walls of her cunt, Cathy was once again ripped apart with the spasms of an orgasm. Though the second climax wasn’t as fierce as the first, she was still surprised at its intensity.

“Arrrrggggghhhhh!” Tom groaned. His powerful hands mauled Cathy’s tight ass checks, spreading them apart, as his spewing prick stabbed deep up in her cunt. When the hot fuck-cream stopped shooting out from his huge cock head, and his balls were drained, Tom stood straight up.

“You’re magnificent, my love,” he sighed, his hands sliding up and down her nylon-clad thighs. “I think that was the best one yet, which seemed fitting.”

Cathy mumbled something. She was too exhausted from her multiple orgasms to do much of anything but lay on the desk and breathe in deeply. She looked at Tom and smiled weakly.

“It’s fitting because I want you to marry me,” Tom said, his tone somehow casual and serious at the same time.

He took Cathy’s feet off, his shoulders carefully and put them down, letting her ass dangle over the edge of the desk. From his pants, which were bunched at his ankles, he withdrew a small box. Opening it, he took out an engagement ring with one massive diamond in it.

“Marry me, Cathy. I want you to be my bride. I want you to be Mrs. Tom Sanders.”

Whatever exhaustion she felt was gone instantly. Cathy bolted upright on the desk. Her feet did not quite touch the plushly carpeted floor that she had fucked on so many times. She looked at the ring, then into Tom’s eyes, then back to the ring. She couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Cathy had dreamed that Tom would one day ask her to marry him, but she had always thought that it would remain a dream, and nothing more.

“Do you mean it?” she asked, her voice shaking.

“Yes. Yes, of course I do. I’m not going to let someone as terrific as you slip through my fingers. I love you and want to be your husband.” Tom took Cathy’s trembling hand and slipped the ring onto her finger. “Say yes, Cathy. Say yes, and you’ll be my bride.”

“Yes.”

Tom kissed Cathy’s lips lightly, his fingertips grazing her cheeks. He stepped-away from her and pulled up his pants.

“Oh, no!” Cathy suddenly gasped.

“Honey, you’ve got an appointment with the Johnson lawyers in twenty minutes! Hurry!”

CHAPTER TWO

Tom was gone within seconds. Cathy stayed on the desk, admiring her shining new engagement ring. In twenty-seven years, she had known only three lovers. The first two were during her college years, when she had thought she was in love. After that, she went through a period of celibacy. She had stayed away from men, and thrown herself headlong into her studies. Her brilliant mind worked constantly, smoothly, thinking of everything except men.

Sliding off the desk, Cathy stared at her ring. The diamond was bigger than anything she could ever have hoped for. It glistened in the afternoon light that streamed through the window. Wearing nothing more than a white blouse, garter belt, nylons and high-heeled shoes, Cathy forget about her nudity. She took a step mindlessly, still looking at the ring. Her huge, creamy tits jiggled, and the blouse unbuttoned.

Near the door of the office, the rest of Cathy’s clothes were piles in a heap. Her prim, conservative skirt-vest and jacket all signified that this woman was professional through and through. Only Tom knew the seething, passionate need for cock that was hidden inside her supple body.

When the door burst open, Cathy wheeled around, facing it. Her eyes were wide with fright as Miles, Tom’s handsome son, stepped into the office. As soon as he saw Cathy, he closed the door and leered hungrily at her body.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Miles purred. “I never thought the ol’ man was ripping off your pussy!”

Cathy didn’t know what to do. Miles was between her and the rest of her clothes. The look in his eyes told her that she wouldn’t get them without giving up something in return.

Cathy didn’t exactly know what Miles had in mind, but she knew she wouldn’t like it. There was something about him that bothered her. Perhaps it was the fact that he hardly ever said anything, or maybe it was that he was spoiled rotten.

“Miles, please leave,” Cathy whispered, trying in vain to cover her big tits with one hand, and hide her cunt bush with the other. “Don’t you ever knock before entering a room?”

Miles ignored Cathy’s protests and requests. Standing almost as tall as his father, he was powerfully built, and more muscular than Tom. His brown hair hung to his shoulders, curling in loose waves. Unlike his father, he was clean-shaven, and probably couldn’t have grown a mustache if he had wanted to. His broad chest was almost hairless.

“Please leave,” Cathy said helplessly. “This is very embarrassing, and you’re not helping matters any. I’d like to put my clothes on, if you don’t mind.”

“I do mind.”

Miles’ words came out slowly, each word carefully drawn out to frighten Cathy. He looked down at her clothes, then at her. He liked what he saw. He liked it a lot.

Cathy shivered as she looked at the young man. His face held no emotion at all. That particularly frightened her.

“Take my cock out, and let’s fuck,” he said softly.

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Cathy snapped, stepping farther away from Miles, toward Tom’s desk. “You’re what? Twenty? I’m twenty-seven. I’m much too old for you.”

Even Cathy was aware of the futility of her protests. Since blooming to full womanhood, she had gone to considerable lengths to hide her ripe, curvaceous body. But without many clothes on, she couldn’t deny her own beauty to Miles.

“You’ll do as I say,” Miles purred softly, “or I’ll open this door and invite all the secretaries to come in and see who’s been fucking the boss. Would you like that? Do you think my dad would like that?”

“Can’t you see I’m desperate?” Cathy pleaded.

“Of course I can. That’s why I’m going to get what I want. Being desperate makes you vulnerable, and vulnerable women, with bodies like yours, turn me on.” He moved closer to Cathy, an evil smile growing from the corners of his thin, severe mouth. “On second thought, I don’t want sloppy seconds from my old man. I want you to suck my cock. Yes, I think a blowjob would be even better than getting fucked.”

“I… I can’t do that,” Cathy whispered, staring at the floor. “I’ve never been able to do that. Not with anybody.”

Miles said nothing as he stepped up to Cathy, close enough so that they were nearly touching. She looked into his eyes again, searching for some sign of weakness, something that would give her a clue as to how she could get out of following his commands.

The steely, unyielding look in Miles eyes made Cathy shiver. She knew instantly that his wishes would be forced upon her, and that there was really nothing she could do about it.

“Don’t make me do that,” Cathy whispered. She thought of screaming, but then dismissed it. Miles’ powerful fists would probably come charging into her stomach, silencing her before anyone could be alerted. “Please, Miles, don’t make me take your thing… in my mouth.”

“On your knees, bitch,” Miles said softly. “Start sucking before I get angry. If I get angry, I guarantee you’ll be sorry.”

When Miles put his hands on Cathy’s shoulders and applied pressure, she sunk slowly to her knees. Her mind was reeling crazily as she tried to figure out exactly what was happening to her. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. She felt the carpet under her knees. Her big tits rose and fell with each rapid, frightened breath.

Cathy looked at Miles’ crotch. She could see his lump of cock meat stretching down one leg of his tight jeans. Like his father, Miles had been endowed with a prick that, when fully hard, stretched out over ten inches long. Cathy wondered if she’d even be able to fit his huge cock head into her inexperienced mouth.

Her hands were shaking when Cathy loosened Miles’ belt and unsnapped his fashionable jeans. She caught the tab of his zipper, and she pulled it down slowly. The sound of the zipper’s teeth splitting seemed amplified a thousand times.

Cathy wished Miles would say something, would continue to command her.

If he did, she wouldn’t feel so much like she was about to give him a blowjob because she wanted to.

“This is a terrible thing you’re making me do,” Cathy whispered as she pushed his jeans down to his thighs. Miles wore no underwear. His half-hard prick sprang out toward her face, drooping downward from its own awesome weight.

A weak mewling sound came from Cathy’s throat as she stared at his pale, meaty cock. His cockhead was mushroom-shaped and very large. His prick shaft was broad, with the upper surface almost flat and the underside of his fuckpole rounded. A thick blue vein ran along the length of his cock, and Cathy could see the vein throbbing as blood pumped through it.

“I may not be very good at this,” Cathy said softly, almost apologetically. “I’ve never done this before. Never, ever before.”

Despite her revulsion with Miles, Cathy couldn’t explain her strange curiosity about what his cock tasted like. She had heard the girls talking about blowjobs, and how much their boyfriends enjoyed them. She had heard all those awful stories about the girls swallowing cum and enjoying it, but Cathy never really believed them. She just couldn’t imagine how a woman could enjoy haying a man shoot his jism into her mouth. She was convinced that the women who sucked men off really didn’t like doing it, even if they said they did.

Wrapping her fingers around the shaft of Miles’ prick, Cathy raised his cockhead so it would be at mouth-level. The dry warmth of his prickmeat surprised her. The heat of his cock seemed to go through her palm and travel straight down to her clit.

Why was her cunt getting hot? This was wrong, terribly wrong! She wasn’t supposed to be getting turned on! Cathy cursed her body for responding to the sight and musky aroma of Miles’ prick.

“Suck, damn you,” Miles hissed as he crossed his arms over his broad chest and looked dawn at the frightened brunette who kneeled before him.

Cathy pulled her hand back and forth over his rubbery hose of cockmeat. She could feel his prick stretching in her hand. Soon, his cock was standing straight out from his hulkish body, his fuckshaft so thick that she couldn’t touch her thumb to her fingertips.

Cathy’s face was beautiful. Her beauty was natural, untainted with lipstick or make-up. She didn’t need those things to give her the wholesome good-looks of a professional businesswoman. And that naturally beautiful face looked positively stunning in Miles’ eyes as he watched it move closer to the head of his cock.

Trembling, her nipples erect with fright and excitement, Cathy touched her lips to Miles’ cockhead. She felt his prickmeat jump in her fist at the first contact of her flesh to his. Her tongue slithered out between pink lips, moving like a cautious snake, to graze along the clefted underside of his prick tip. The taste was foreign to Cathy, but she decided that it wasn’t bad.

Miles was getting annoyed with his stepmother-to-be. She had delayed giving him her mouth long enough. Just another couple seconds, he told himself, and he’d swat her one for not following his orders.

“I’m sorry, Tom,” Cathy whispered under her breath.

She looked at the new diamond ring glistening on her hand. It was beautiful… but her ring-hand was moving to and fro on another man’s cock.

Cathy looked at Miles’ stomach. It was knotted with leathery muscles. There was nothing about this young man to indicate he had any weakness at all. Her tongue moved slowly, tentatively, rubbing in circles under his cockhead.

Realizing that she couldn’t stop sucking his prick until he came, Cathy tried to pretend that the cock was about to fill her mouth was actually Tom’s. Sighing, she opened her lush mouth, and his prick tip stretched and ovaled her lips.

“Ohhhhhh!” Miles sighed, watching his cock sink into Cathy’s mouth. He thought she looked even more gorgeous with a cock stuffing her lips.

Pushing her face forward, Cathy took more of Miles’ prick into the hot, wet recesses of her mouth. Her tongue slithered around his meaty cock, probing and searching. Her lips squeezed his fuck shaft, forming a perfect seal around his cock.

“Mmmmm!” Cathy moaned, then silenced herself.

Something was happening to her that she didn’t want to admit, something strange and terrible. She was beginning to enjoy giving head!

Swallowing Miles’ cock into her mouth until his prick tip was at the back of her throat, Cathy squeezed his cock shaft harder and cupped his balls with her other hand. She began to bob back and forth over his fuck pole, her lips riding sensuously over the ridge of his cock head. Her tongue flicked restlessly along his prick meat, curling around the bulbous crown and toying with his tiny piss-slit.

Cathy’s ripe, luscious body trembled with desire as she sucked harder and faster on Miles’ cock. Her pale cheeks were sunken inward as she drew a firm suction on his fuck shaft. Miles’ huge cock crammed deeper into her face, but Cathy was only able to take in his prick head and a couple of inches of his cock pole.

Twisting her hand, Cathy simultaneously jerked of his prick while sucking it. She didn’t leave any of his cock unattended. Her cheeks billowed out as she sucked it deep into her mouth.

To her great surprise, Cathy found she was enjoying the feeling and flavor of having a big cock stretching her lips and filling her hungry mouth. There was something special and personal about being on her knees, sliding her lips back and forth over Miles’ cock, that Cathy found almost perversely pleasing. She couldn’t explain it. All she knew was that she loved giving a hot blowjob more than she had ever dreamed possible.

“Suck me,” Miles groaned, beginning to pump his hips. “That’s right, suck that cock. Ohhhhhh! You Goddamn bitch, you’ve done this before. Don’t tell me you haven’t. Nobody gives a blowjob like that without having done it before.”

“Mmmmmm!” Cathy moaned again, then damned herself.

The last thing she wanted was for Miles to know that she was getting turned-on. While she wasn’t unhappy that he had forced her to her knees and made her take his awesome prick into her mouth, she wouldn’t openly admit to enjoying herself.

Twisting her face, Cathy rotated on his enormous cock. She brought her hand over his fuck shaft, and jerked up on his prick from Miles’ heavy, cum-filled balls. The beautiful brunette soon learned to relax the muscles in her throat, and take his cock head in deeply.

When a drop of salty pre-cum oozed out the head of Miles’ prick, Cathy licked it off. She shivered on her knees. That gooey drop was the first jism she had tasted, and Cathy knew that there would be much, much more of the slick fuck-cream splashing against her tongue. She found it oddly erotic to think about how much jism Miles’ balls would pump into her mouth and licked faster on his drooling cock head, thirsty for the taste of his spunk.

“Harder bitch,” Miles groaned, crossing his arms over his hulkish chest as he looked down at the woman who bobbed feverishly over his fuck pole. “Suck that big prick right or I’m going to kick the hell out of you.”

Cathy took his cock out of her mouth, and she looked up into Miles’ burning eyes. They were smoldering embers of lust and seething anger.

“I’m only doing this because you’re making,” Cathy whispered, stroking his prick from the cock head to the base. “You’re an evil person.”

Miles pushed his fingers through Cathy’s silky brown hair, then tightened his hand into a fist. Grabbing his fuck beam by the shaft, he clubbed her face quickly, smacking both cheeks with the spongy cock head. Cathy whimpered at the touch of his iron-hard prick, and she opened her mouth wide. She wanted his big cock stretching her lips and invading her clutching throat.

“Mmmmmmfft!” she slurped as his prick reamed her mouth too deeply, the cockhead wedging into her throat. She pushed away from Miles, using his tree-trunk thighs for support.

“Ohhhhh! God damn you, Cathy, you’re going to get creamed!”

The hungry cocksucker threw herself at Miles’ cock. Hot, sucking sounds came from her mouth as her lips dragged sensually back and forth over his jaw-stretching cock. Cathy’s huge tits rolled crazily on her chest, slapping together with the urgent moves of her cock sucking.

Fisting the shank of Miles’ prick, Cathy pumped on his fuck shaft. She pistoned her head back and forth, taking just the massive cock head in her succulent mouth. Her pink lips compressed around his prick, squeezing and tantalizing the sensitive ridge of his cockhead. Cathy’s pink tongue blazed over his prickmeat, rolling around his bulbous cocktip and sliding along the veined underside of his fuckshaft.

“Fuck! Awwwwww! Fuck!” Miles moaned softly, his face twisting into an agonizing grimace of sheer ecstasy.

Cathy had her mouth stuffed with cockmeat when the first heady blast of jism splattered against her tongue. The force of the eruption surprised Cathy. She never expected that much cum from him.

“Ugg!” she choked, trying to get the spewing cock head out of her mouth.

A second thick stream of white, slick fuck cream splattered against the roof of her mouth. Her cheeks billowed out to hold all of his jism, yet Cathy refused to swallow it. She had already resigned herself to sucking him off, but she wouldn’t drink his cum.

With all her might, she turned her face away from his thrashing body. His jerking, iron hard cock stretched her lips, then popped out of her hot lips. The jism that filled her mouth spewed from the corners of her lips. Sticky cum rolled from the corners of her lips, spilling down her chin. It dangled momentarily from her chin, then dripped off, landing on the inner slope of her tit.

“Bitch!” Miles hissed, pumping on his cock.

He had his pricktip touching Cathy’s cheek. With wide, wild eyes, he watched jism gush from his cockhead and run down her face.

“Noooooo!” Cathy moaned, bending farther back as cum trickled down her ripe body.

She looked up at Miles, hoping that he would stop humiliating her. Instead, she watched a long, sticky jet of jism spew hotly out of his throbbing cockhead. A slick river of cum shot out, splattering across both lenses of Cathy’s glasses.

“Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!” Cathy muttered as the young man continued to give her a cum-shower.

Miles squeezed his fuck shaft from the base to the head, and he shook a last milky drop of jism onto Cathy. The cum hit her neck and stuck there. Looking down, he saw that her cheeks and glasses were covered with his fuckcream. A white river of cum ran from the corner of her lips, trailing down her smooth neck and dribbled through the valley of her tits. Jism pooled in Cathy’s dimpled navel, then matted in her purple garter belt.

“You’re a son of a bitch,” Cathy whispered just as Miles shoved his cock into her mouth. The salty flavor of his cum pleased Cathy immensely. She twirled her tongue around his cockhead and fuckshaft, licking off whatever blobs of cream remained there. When he was finally satisfied that Cathy had licked his prick clean, Miles pulled it out of her mouth and hitched his pants up.

Without saying a word, Miles left the office.

Cathy remained on her knees for a long time, trying to figure out exactly what had just happened. Cum rolled down her gorgeous body. Slowly, she rose unsteadily to her feet, and she walked to Tom’s private bathroom. Cathy was careful to keep her white blouse away from the jism on her tits and stomach.

She took off her glasses. The lenses were covered with cum and nearly impossible to see through.

Cathy pulled a handful of tissues out of a dispenser, and she began dabbing at the cum on her quivering body. She couldn’t explain why she had a sly grin on her face, and she didn’t try.

In ways that she did not realize, Cathy had changed. Her grin broadened to a full, dazzling smile when she thought about what a surprise Tom had in store. He had only asked for a blowiob once, and that was a long time ago, but she was certain he would ask again.

When he did, she was going to blow his mind as well as his cock.

CHAPTER THREE

Miles was lounging by the pool at his father’s house. He still lived in the family home. His sister, Jayne, was sitting beside him as they sipped cool drinks.

“I just can’t believe the old man actually married her,” Miles said softly. “Hell, there are countless women who’d love to fuck him.”

“I think it’s crazy, too,” Jayne said. She was younger than Miles but just as spoiled. “They’ll be coming home from the honeymoon tomorrow.”

Miles hadn’t told his sister about making their new stepmother suck his cock. He thought about it often, though, remembering exactly how great it felt to have her warm, wet mouth sliding back and forth along his rigid prick. How her big, creamy tits rolled on her chest, her nipples hard and pink. How he had shoved his cockhead against her cheek and watched the jism splattering against her face.

The thought made Miles big cock start to grow in his tight swimming trunks, and he shifted uncomfortably on the lawn chair.

“We should do something to save Dad,” Jayne said, her dark eyes twinkling with mischief. “Something to break up the marriage so he can resume his normal life of fucking any woman he can get his hands on.”

Lacing her fingers together behind her head, Jayne leaned back in her chair, enjoying the warm afternoon sun on her body. Physically, she was quite the opposite of Cathy. Like the rest of her family, Jayne was quite tall. Whereas her stepmother had large, milky tits that billowed out from her body, Jayne had small, tight domes. Her tits were like two halves of an apple, jutting out from her chest, with dark brown nipples that covered more than half of the tit-flesh.

Jayne Sanders had a special kind of beauty.

It wasn’t clean and wholesome, like Cathy’s. Jayne looked like a New York model. She had, in fact, done some modeling for a local fashion-designer. Her honey blonde hair fell down past her shoulders in loose, rolling waves. And though her hair never seemed to be combed, it was always perfect. Her long, slender legs seemed to be made for wrapping around a man’s neck while he ate her pussy.

“So what do you figure we should do?” Miles asked, looking at his sister out of the corner of his eyes. His cock was getting harder by the second and he wished it wouldn’t.

“I don’t know, really,” Jayne mused. She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue, lost in thought. “Somehow we’ve got to convince him that marriage isn’t right for him. Convince him that he’d be more happy getting pussy all over the place, rather than just with his wife.”

Smiling at the sun, Jayne contemplated different ways of breaking up her father’s marriage. It wasn’t that, she disliked her father — she loved him very much, she simply didn’t want him to be married.

Shifting his weight, Miles looked more closely at his sister’s profile. Her red lipstick matched her red fingernail polish. Jayne had once told him the color was “cocksucker red”, and he immediately got a hard-on. Now those full, pouting lips were glistening, seemingly waiting for his prick to slide between them.

“We’ve got to convince him that there are more fish in the ocean than just Cathy,” Miles said softly as his prick continued to grow in his trunks. “That he’d be happier getting fucked by a lot of women.”

“How are we going to do that?” Jayne shifted lazily on the lawn chair, crossing her legs at the ankle. Her dress rode up her thighs a little, exposing much of her lightly tanned flesh. “If I know anything about newlyweds, they won’t be leaving the house for a month, just because they’ll be so damn fascinated with each other’s company.”

Miles swallowed the lump in his throat. The next line was the clincher in his plan.

“If they’re not going to leave the house for a month, that leaves just you, doesn’t it? You’ll be the only other female around to seduce him the way I see it.”

Jayne sat up in the chair and spun to face Miles. The move hiked her dress even higher on her naked thighs.

“You know, you’re absolutely right!” Jayne’s eyes twinkled with devilish delight as she thought about getting fucked by her own father. “You’ve got an idea there, brother of mine.”

Looking at her handsome brother, Jayne concluded that he was gifted with an extraordinary body. She had never been a prude with him, but had never done anything sexual with him either. True, Jayne did have the photos of herself hidden in her bedroom. The photos showed Jayne sucking cock and getting fucked. Miles had taken the shots secretly, though Jayne had asked him to do it. Sometimes they would masturbate while looking at the pictures.

“You’re going to have to fuck him,” Miles said, looking at his sister with raw hunger in his eyes. “That’s all there is to it.”

“I’ve never done anything incestuous before,” Jayne whispered, her blood-red lips slightly parting as her breathing quickened. “Of all the crazy things you and I have done together, we’ve never fucked. I wonder why not?”

“Let’s remedy that right now.” Miles stood, his mountainous chest thrusting out proudly as he looked down at his sophisticated little sister. “You might as well get some practice in before you try to seduce Dad. He’ll be a tough nut to crack.”

Jayne rose. With her high-heeled shoes on, she was close to six feet tall. She smiled, but there wasn’t much warmth in it. Jayne was too young to be fucking and sucking whenever she had the chance. And, she was certainly too young to be getting it on with her older brother.

“I’ve never taken a cock as big as yours,” Jayne whispered, advancing slowly toward Miles. “But don’t be too gentle. I’m sure I can take it.”

Her fingers moved quickly. Jayne unbuttoned her clinging dress, and she let it slither off her shoulders. She stepped out of it with a disgusted expression on her face, as though the garment had somehow kept her from fucking Miles. Hooking her thumbs in her panties, Jayne bent forward and dragged the skimpy silk material down her long legs. She kicked out of her shoes, then stepped out of the panties.

Naked except for a slender gold chain around her left ankle, Jayne faced her brother. The rosy petals of her pussy were moist, inflamed, ready to take his monstrous fuck pole. She had seen his prick enough times, watched him jerking off or fucking one of his many girlfriends, to know that his cock was huge.

Miles groaned as he looked at his naked sister. Her small, tight tits seemed like chocolate candies that made his mouth water. The small, sparse bush of hair between her thighs was split only by her pink cunt lips. Miles’ cock sprang to life, straining against the nylon material of his bikini trunks.

When Jayne was standing before him, Miles promptly kneeled, and he buried his face in her cunt bush. His tongue stabbed between her tight, juicy pussy lips. Her slick, pungent cunt juice made his lips and cheeks wet as he devoured his sister’s pussy.

“Ohhhhh! Yessss! Oh, Miles, yessss!” Jayne purred, pushing her fingers through his long hair to mash his lips harder against her fiery cunt. She trembled, head hanging down, curly blonde hair twitching with her every move.

Miles wrapped his arms around Jayne’s hips, cupping one firm, small ass cheek in each hand. He caught Jayne’s budlike clit between his lips, and he sucked tenderly on it.

“Mmmmmmffft!” he slurped, stabbing his tongue deep into her cunt slit, then dragging upward until he reached her clit. He repeated the process countless times and, soon, Jayne was hardly able to remain standing.

“Eat m… me!” Jayne stammered, closing her beautiful brown eyes as Miles sucked on her sizzling, hot clit. “Y… you do that magnificently! Damn it, Miles, I’m going to cum on your mouth if you’re not careful!”

As he licked Jayne’s clit, Miles shoved his long finger into her cunt. Then, plucking his finger from her pussy, he rubbed her asshole with the same finger. Once Jayne’s ass was lubricated with her own oils, he shoved his finger completely into her ass tunnel.

“Uh! Ohhhhh! Easy, Miles! My ass isn’t… very big,” Jayne groaned.

She began twisting her hips in a circular motion. Her cunt was red hot, drooling out pussy juice. And each time Miles shoved his finger into her ass, she squirmed even more restlessly. His impaling finger was sending warm thrills all through her body. Initially, it had hurt to have Miles finger fucking her asshole, but now it felt fantastic.

“Mmmmmmfft! Ummmmgg!” Miles slurped, licking hungrily at Jayne’s throbbing pussy. He reamed her asshole with his middle finger, stabbing it into her until his palm was pressed hard against her firm ass cheeks.

Jayne’s red, moist lips glistened, moving as her expression changed countless times. She could feel the fire building in her pussy, getting hotter and hotter. Miles wasn’t a novice at eating pussy, and his lips and tongue were pushing her closer to a bone-jarring climax. Her blunt tit tips were sticking out from her caramel-colored nipples pointedly, throbbing with lust.

“I’m going to cum,” Jayne said, the tone of her voice strangely calm.

Miles used both his hands to finger fuck Jayne’s asshole and cunt while he attacked her fiery, red clit with his lips and tongue. He devoured her pussy hungrily, stabbing and slashing at her sensitive cunt lips and clit with his slick tongue.

Jayne put one of her hands to her mouth, and she started sucking on her finger. She swirled her tongue around the digit, pretending that it was a thin prick, to satisfy her lush mouth. The muscles in her stomach knotted. Her long, lithe legs tightened and flexed as her tension mounted.

“Arrrrr! Ahhhhhh! I’m cumming!”

Her high-pitched wail of supreme ecstasy pleased Miles. He had been told many times that his cunt licking skill was fantastic, and licking his little sister’s pussy until she came was something of an thrill for him.

When the slick, greasy waves of pussy juice gushed from her cunt, he tongued feverishly at her cunt lips, not wanting to miss a single drop. He licked as fast as he could, but he still didn’t get all her cum juice. His cheeks and chin were wet with Jayne’s clear oil.

“Lick meeee!” Jayne screamed, holding onto Miles’ head for support.

Her long legs twitched frantically, threatening to collapse at any moment. Her luscious lips opened in a perfect O, but no sound came out.

When he was finally satisfied that he had licked up all of her oil, Miles pulled his face away from Jayne’s pussy. His chiseled features were gleaming with pussy juice. With his hands on Jayne’s slender hips, Miles’ biceps bulged massively.

“That was great,” he said softly, kissing the puffy, lust-inflamed lips of Jayne’s cunt tenderly. “You’ve really got a tight cunt, Jayne. Really nice.”

Jayne couldn’t stop herself from letting out a tired, satisfied groan of approval. Miles had tongued and sucked her into a wrenching orgasm that had not only drained her of pussy juice, but also of all her energy.

Stepping away from her brother, Jayne slumped down into her chair, breathing heavily. She pulled out a cigarette and put a match to it, inhaling deeply. The smoke tasted good, refreshing after her fierce orgasm.

“Brother, I don’t know why we didn’t start doing this a long time ago,” Jayne said, exhaling a blue stream of smoke. “And to think of all the times I was disappointed, the times I pulled a man’s pants down, only to find out I had picked up a big guy with a little prick.”

“Well, you know mine’s not little,” Miles said with no small amount of pride in his words. “So how about it? Tit for tat, or something like that!”

“You can count on that,” Jayne replied, hungrily eyeing the giant lump in Miles’ trunks. “But give me some time to catch my breath. When you eat pussy, big brother, you don’t leave a girl with much energy. I thought I was going to turn inside-out, I came so hard.”

Miles chuckled and sat in his chair. He’d wait if he had to. Now that he was certain he’d see Jayne’s red lips wrapped around his big cock he had all the patience in the world.

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