Steve's right hand dropped beneath the table and went to her long, nyloned thighs. She opened them instantly! She was not used to drinking, she had heard that gin made a girl real hot and ready, and her clit was already stiffening between her swelling cuntlips. A sweet dizziness possessed her; she was feverish for more prick!
"Ohhhh, let's go someplace now, honey!" she breathed, pushing her thigh against his leg. "I'm dying for it!"
He gulped the last of his highball as she upended her glass. His hand squeezed her leg near her cunt, and she knew that if he played around very much that she would have an orgasm right here!
"Okay," he muttered thickly. "Then no more. This is the end!"
"Oh, I know it!" she whispered. "C-can we pretend to be – somebody else?"
His fingers tightened on her thigh. "It might help, beautiful. You think about Doc Nash and I'll think about Toni… I'm going to dirty it up so you won't ever want to fuck me again."
"Oh, Steve, don't make me hate you, please!" she breathed. "Treat me the way you treat Toni!"
He nodded, and suddenly smiled. "Okay, it's all just for fun! You're my sexy party girl. I'm going to fill that sweet pussy of yours clear full of squirts!"
"God!" she breathed. "Hurry! We're wasting time!"
The motel unit was clean and neat, not extravagant, with a wide queen-size bed, a nice tiled bathroom, a radio, but no TV; they hardly needed that. Music would be enough. Nancy seemed to be in a crazy dream; she was floating around about a foot off the floor. She was in a motel with a man for the very first time – her forbidden dream man and it could not happen again, ever!
Steve looked at the sweet, curved perfection of his sister's young, ripe body, her flushed, excited face, her long blonde hair, and he knew that he would have the devil's own time imagining she was anyone but Nancy. The party the previous day, her wild climaxes, had made her even more alluring, if that was possible.
She was indeed like a bride who had been expertly awakened and had to have more and more hot sliding prick! Her nice big breasts had a new kind of naughtiness, he was sure that she wore no bra because her stiffened nipples were poking at the thin bodice of her short-skirted frock. Her beautiful ass seemed to be more wiggly, every dainty movement proclaimed that she knew now what prick felt like and she would never get enough of it. She had grown up overnight!
No other virgin that he had ever touched had turned into such a sexy whirlwind of abandoned passion. The experts said that girls knew how to kiss by sheer instinct, and Nancy knew how to fuck the same way. Except, of course, she was a little awkward with new positions.
I hope to hell she DOES go after Doc Nash, he thought, loosening his shirt. He thinks she's terrific, it was in his voice when I called him. She HAS to transfer all that passion and all her goodies to someone else! Toni needs another good fuck, too! All this upset about Nancy has spoiled a date we were supposed to have. She's improving every time, she adores my big cock! She's starting to tighten her fine, snug cunt around my prick! I believe she might even go for some anal screwing when I break her in.
He had not eaten Nancy, after all! She had stayed on top for so long, getting her sweet pussy off time after time, that they had run out of hours. A phone call for Nancy from Toni at the beauty shop had finally ended their screw. So today he had to do all the rest of it – and she knew it.
As she loosened the clinging, mini-skirted frock and hiked it over her head, he gazed at her fancy black micro-mini panties and the sexy bra that merely made her jutting breasts seem even sexier, the peaks sticking out through holes in the lacy framing, an animal surge of lust rocked his groin. Her new high-heeled sandals and dark, sheer hose reaching almost to her crotch, accented her long, beautiful legs and made her even more alluring.
"Jeeeeesus!" he muttered, his cock surging to full, tumid hardness inside his briefs, "That's wild, baby!"
"Remember, I sell undies to girls who want to get the guy all excited!" she giggled, weaving her beautiful, rounded ass. "I was almost shocked the other day when this one young wife came in and gave me an earful. She said, 'Well, pussy is pussy, honey. Decoration helps, huh?'"
Steve laughed. God! – she was delightful.
"Potter is going mod, I guess," he grinned.
Nancy giggled, ran to the radio and turned it on, finding a music station with an FM band. Lilting rhythms pulsed from the speaker, she moved over in front of him and began to undulate her sensational body.
"Hurry and get your clothes off, stud!" she laughed. "This pussy is burning for cock!"
"That gin works wonders!" he chuckled. "But don't ever drink too much of it and get that hard look."
"Ohhhh, no!" she exclaimed. "I really wouldn't need it, except…"
Yeah, he thought. Because I'm her brother and it eases the conscience! It was my idea to have booze. I need it for this, too.
He kicked off his loafers and quickly got rid of his clothes. His cock was as big as it had been the day before; two orgasms had not dampened his ardor, he had awakened with a hard-on that morning, remembering how her cunt had felt snugged around his meat.
"That looks so good I could eat it, honey!" she cried, staring at his prick, her red lips parted, her tongue wiggling between them. Her body was still moving with the rhythm of the music, the sweet orange-blossom aroma of her pussy pounding his senses like a hammer blow.
"Well, go ahead and work on it, beautiful," he grinned, tensing his prick, feeling more clear juice leak from the hole onto his tautened foreskin and the tip of his glans.
Nancy shuddered. Wiggling her ass and weaving her shoulders and looking at his big cock, his huge hairy nuts, was swelling her cunt, drawing more wetness into the crotch of her micro-bikini panties. But she had not shown him the real tricky part of her panties, the opening down the middle!
She turned as he moved to the bed and sat down on the edge, his legs open. She uttered a little cry of delight and sank to her knees in front of him. She remembered reading about one girl who loved to roll her breasts on her lover's prick; it always excited him and made his cock bigger! She had read how to take a prick in her mouth, keeping her lips over her teeth so that they would not cut the tender manmeat.
Another first for me! she thought, inhaling the fragrance from his crotch, rich and spicy. Her nipples were sticking out, stiff and tumid, her clit was just as hard! Cunt juice was oozing out on her thighs, her labia were starting to swell so much the opening in her panties was beginning to spread. If she opened her legs wide she knew that her whole puffy cunt would be visible, pooching out, wet and bare and ready for prick!
"Like my bra, honey?" she giggled, arching her boobies toward his prick, sliding her hands along his opened legs.
"Right!" he grinned. "Beautiful titties. Best pair in town, sexy."
She trembled. "I love to hear that! Doc Nash was sure looking at them!"
"Naturally!" he chuckled. "I think he likes the whole sweet package."
Nancy could wait no longer! She unfastened the half-bra, tossed it away and pushed her swollen, achy mounds into his crotch! The velvety hot feel of her tender, pink nipples against his prick, his shaft sliding between her breasts, shook her whole body.
"Ohhhhhh, I love this!" she breathed, watching her coral nipples expand even more. Some of his cockjuice was running down his angled cock onto her breasts, she was panting against his belly, her cunt stinging and tingling. The delicious fucking the day before had made her breasts more alive. They were coned out further than ever! She rolled them and played them all around!
The lure of his big, hot, wet knob with the foreskin waiting to be peeled down was too much! She opened her mouth wide, her tongue snaked out, her lips went around the sexy, hot, tensing bigness of his prickhead! She moaned fiercely, her hips curved in, her thighs began to open, she took more of his cock into her virginal mouth! Her jaw went open, she pushed his bigness away up in her throat!