His tongue shot into the gap, plunging inside her succulent lips. She moved in rhythm with his licking, her juices coating his taste buds. Jason’s sister was sweet like forbidden fruit. “Fuck, you do that as good as a girl.”
With his nose smashed on her pubic bone, he diverted his eyes up. Becky was biting her lower lip and twisting her nipples. “How do you know?”
Becky grinned, grabbed his hair, and leaned back so far he thought she should have fallen. His scalp stung. She let his hair go, threw her hands back and her body formed an arch. Becky was an undercover tumbler. “I’ve always wanted to try this,” she said.
It was the beginning of a back-bend-kick-over. He had this fantasy at gymnastics and during the upside down girl video that Jason sent him. Life definitely did not imitate porn, it was the other way around. He supported her ass with his hands and shoved his face between her legs, turning his head side-to-side to open the flaps and get his tongue into her. He thrust it deep and fast.
Becky’s stomach rolled, shoving her crotch up and down. She was fucking his face while he tongue fucked her pussy hole. Her approaching climax was very vocal, but he got her bulging clit in his mouth and thrashed it, anyway. “Shit, shit, oh, fuckin’ shit, I’m cumming, cumming, oh yes, I’m cumming.”
When she begged him to stop, he lifted his head and looked up her bent body. “Help me,” she said and reached out with one hand. “Pull me up, please, I don’t want to fall in the dirt.”
“I wanna see you finish that kick over.”
“Holy shit, I can barely hold myself up. How the fuck am I gonna flip myself over?”
“You’re flexible.” He slid his hand up her leg, over her hip, and across her tight abdomen. “Strong, too.” She grabbed his hand, and he pulled her up as he got to his feet.
“I used to do gymnastics,” she said. He pressed his lips to hers and slipped his pussy juice coated tongue inside her mouth. Becky sucked it, then licked his lips and chin. “Mm.” Her hand moved to his dick. “Wow, you’re even harder now.”
“Not satisfied yet?”
“Oh, very, but lay down anyway.”
He took his pants off and sat on them. Becky stood over his outstretched legs. Her crotch was in his face again, so he grabbed her ass and kissed her mound. She bent her knees, and he guided her descent, directing her towards his erection. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” he said. Of course, it was lame, but in the river of denial, where he lived, he could blame her after the fact.
“I know,” she said and stuffed a nipple in his face.
The slippery satin of her labia touched the dome of his cock. The head flattened out in the deep dish of her pussy groove. Her fingernails spiked into the back of his neck. His cock was about to bend or pop inside her. Becky’s inner thighs hugged his sides and her arms wrapped around his head. He pushed her down, and the tight ring stretched, then his dick top sank into her body. The magic happened, and pleasure washed over his mind. He wanted to enjoy this as long as possible, so he eased her down a little bit at a time.
All of Becky’s limbs clung to him. “Mm, it feels good,” she said.
“Does it hurt?”
“Of course it hurts.” She lifted up until the mouth of her pussy strangled the neck of his dick, then she started bouncing, taking more and more of him. “Mmm, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” She wrapped her hands around his neck and straightened her arms. Her ass cheeks grazed his thighs. He shoved her down until she was sitting on his legs with all of his dick buried in her.
Becky leaned away, and his lodged cock bent forward. “Look at it,” she said, staring between her legs. Her pussy lips were smashed aside by his vein throbbing log. The physical pleasure paled in comparison to the mental stimulation the view provided. It was hard to comprehend that he had shoved himself so far into her skinny body.
“It’s amazing, isn’t it,” she said. “You’re all the way up here.” She touched her stomach. “Shit, you’re so deep.” She leaned further back and forced his thighs to open. “I’ve never actually watched it happen like this. Makes me dizzy.”
He massaged the creamy groove with his thumbs, paddling her throbbing clit. It snapped between his finger and her pubic bone. Becky whimpered. “Oh, God, it feels so good,” she said and leaned back a little more.
The trunk of his dick was stuffed in Becky’s cunt like a dowel, holding her stiff body almost parallel to the ground. She shoved her elbows against the dirt to support her upper body. He grabbed her waist and flung her up and down his dick like a lightweight fucked doll. Her legs and muscled abdomen helped him bore into her body. His flesh glistened with her juices, then disappeared again. His balls were tight, ready to eject their burden, but he will them to hold on. He needed to see it happen, watch the young girl cum on his dick.
Becky’s nipples bloated to insane proportions, her tunnel spasmed and she screamed at the sky. Her clit was plump, her abs rippled and her body cantilevered from his groin. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh fuck.” She did half a sit up, then her head hit the ground.
“Oh, yes, yes…” His dick popped out of her quivering pussy, launching his orgasm as it sprang up. The first white stream splattered her stomach and heaving chest. He shoved his cock down. It slapped against her groin, and a rush of ball juice drew a line up her body. She lifted her head and watched his cock spurt cum on her belly.
“Look at all that,” she said. “Did you squirt that much inside me last time?”
“I guess.” He squeezed his shaft and pushed out the last drops, filling up her bellybutton. “That was great, wow, the best,” he said.
“I swear,” she gasped, “you fuck me so hard.” She smeared the creamy sauce over her mound, between her legs, and into her pussy groove. “That feels good on my sore pussy.”
“I think you actually fucked me…both times.” His orgasm was still waning, but seeing Becky finger painting her pussy with his sperm made him horny. He shook his head, then glanced at his watch. She continued squishing her inflamed swells with cum coated fingers. “Jeez, take me to your leader,” he said.
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing,” he said. “This is still our secret, right?”
“Mm, one of my best secrets.”
Mine too, he thought and got to his feet, then helped her up. “Now, tell me, if there was anything to tell.”
Becky’s wide mouth curved up into a mischievous smirk. “You’re not gonna believe it.”
“I might,” he said.
“Those two, Jayda and Alex, they flip both ways,” Becky said.
“What?”
“You know, they go down on each other,” Becky said.
He acted surprised and skeptical. “Sure, and how would you know that, birds of a feather—”
“Hey, your sister is their friend.”
“How do you know, then?”
“They do it right here,” Becky said and giggled. “Can you believe that?”
“How did you see them without them knowing?”
“I’m sneaky,” she said.
Note to self, never do anything behind the dirt pile, again. “I gotta get to Gloria’s game.”
“You better put your pants on first.” She laughed.
Girls, jeez, they’re schizophrenic. “Nope, I think I’ll walk over there bare ass and see what happens.”
“I’d like to see that, but before you go, I need to ask you something.”
“What?”
“You ever think about having a threesome?”
About a thousand times this week, he thought. “With who?”
“With me.”
“And?”
“I don’t know, I’ll find somebody.”
“Sure, let me know,” he said and pulled his pants on. “Wait here a little while, just in case somebody is looking. Wouldn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea.”
“Don’t you mean, the right idea?”
Darlene stood and lifted the front of her skirt. He stared at the strawberry landing strip. Brutus licked her groin, and her fat pussy lips stretched around the knob of her pubic bone, following his tongue, then they fell back. The dog poked his cold nose between her legs, and she quivered. She arched back with her hands on her ass and pushed her crotch at Brutus. He licked her several times, exposing the inner meat of her pussy. “He’s such a bad doggy.” She giggled, and it reminded him of Becky. “Too bad he’s not part of my dream. You still wanna do this?”
If there was a chance of having sex with Darlene, why wouldn’t he? “Yes.”
Darlene stepped in front of him. “Good, just play along with whatever happens.” She started kissing him.
Jason wrapped his arms around her. Brutus was behind her, licking the white orbs of her butt. She reached back and pulled a cheek to the side, then moaned while the dog lapped at her anus. He didn’t want sloppy seconds today, but he knew Darlene would be in charge. What was Ms. Style’s role in this?”
They stared at each other until he felt awkward, then he put his mouth over Darlene’s, again and got a firm grip on her ass. The redhead’s lips, tongue, and passion were heavenly. Falling in love with her would be easy.
Darlene reached for his ass and pumped her groin against his. “I can’t wait to feel you inside me,” she said. “I’ve got to have it, have you in me, fucking me…fucking me hard.”
Ms. Style told him things weren’t too formal here but did that mean it was okay to fuck Darlene on the woman’s back porch? Darlene forced her hand between them and grabbed his cock. “Oh, god, I need this fat cock in me…now.” She started opening his jeans.
It was the bottom of the first inning when Evan got back from the dirt pile. Gloria’s team was on the field. She was playing left. He stayed off to the side, leaning against an oak tree. His mother and Miss Tonya were in the bleachers, but he wasn’t ready to face them. He was too busy reveling in his latest sexual conquest. Any guilt that he should have felt about fucking Jason’s sister at the ballpark was neutralized by seeing Deana naked. Becky liked sex, and secrets with no strings attached, it was a perfect distraction for him. With his sister’s and his mother, there were strings attached, ropes really, and they would be tied around his neck if he got caught.
The crack of a bat hitting a ball drew his attention to the game. It was a pop-fly. He clenched his jaw and watched his sister position herself. He saw it, then heard the ball slapping leather. Gloria made the catch, and he grinned with pride.
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