Opening her lips to their fullest, the teenager got more than half of his meaty cock into her mouth before gagging. She let her head slide back off his prick, her tongue making wide, lazy circles around the hot hunk of cock-flesh as she milked it with her compressed lips.
"Oooooh!" Jack moaned up into the fluted, pink folds of pussy he was gobbling.
Sandy sucked the super-heated cock deep into her throat on the next thrust. She licked continually at his pulsing staff and began moving her head faster and faster, admitting more of his huge cock with each lunge of her hot mouth.
Emboldened by her uncle's steady, groaning encouragement, Sandy opened her throat and rammed as much of his burning cock into her jaws as her little mouth would hold. More than three-quarters of his mammoth prick pushed into her lips and throat each time the blonde teenager ducked her head, and the pressure of her stretched lips on the throbbing red hunk of cock was clearly driving her uncle crazy.
"Urghhh! Ahhhh! Oooh, suck it!" the delirious man yowled, drawing his head momentarily from his niece's cunt. "Suck it all down, you hot-mouthed little bitch!"
Sandy burbled with joy around the cock sliding in and out of her lips. She licked his hot cock and sucked harder on its slippery, male-smelling cock-sheath.
Uncle Jack went wild under the girl's frantic licking and sucking. He lashed out with his tongue, drilling it deep into Sandy's squishy cunt-lips, then withdrawing it to give his niece's backside a hot, hungry swipe. The teen moaned as her uncle's limber digit bathed her cunt and tiny ass-crack with hot saliva and pussy seepings.
Seeing the girl's asshole flutter madly at the touch of his tongue, Jack put his thumb on her clit and began to rub as he stiffened his tongue and drove the tip up her tiny asshole. Sandy wailed with pleasure as the slick, wriggling invader split her asshole and slithered deep inside.
Jack hung on for dear life as his niece went wild on top of him. Her trim ass came alive, jerking and humping frantically down onto his buried tongue as the girl moaned and sucked so hard on his dick that he feared she'd suck his nuts right up his cock.
"Ung! Ohh! Uhhhh!" Sandy gurgled in ecstasy around the cock gliding in and out of her mouth as her pussy went off like a string of firecrackers.
Sandy's arms went around her uncle's thrusting butt, driving all of his mighty prick into her lips in a frenzied attempt to bring him off as she came. She wondered if a man's asshole was like a woman's. The cock sucking teenager shot a finger up her uncle's hairy asshole and wiggled it.
Jack Remington screamed into his niece's ass-cleft as the first stream of spunk cleared his balls and blasted out of the tip of his cock.
"Mmmmmpphhhh!" Sandy choked, her inexperienced mouth suddenly flooded with hot, salty cream.
The startled girl swallowed the hot load, deciding she liked the pudding-like sperm as much as she had enjoyed the taste of her own pussy-secretions. The huge set of nuts just above her ass-buried finger clenched again and another jet of cum splashed into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Sandy moaned with pleasure and gulped down another mouthful of the heady jizz.
The aroused teenager moved her head up and back until her cunt and asshole finally stopped contracting in blissful harmony and the cock splitting her lips quit pumping super-heated cum into her throat. Sandy licked Jack's half-hard cock clean and let it ease slowly out of her tired jaws.
Jack Remington pulled his tongue out of his little niece's asshole and licked the clear honey off her girlish slit. He pushed the girl off onto her side and patted her perfect rounded butt affectionately.
"You really suck a mean cock, Sandy-baby!" Uncle Jack chuckled with satisfaction. "But, you'd better get back into your suit. Aunt Ronda will be home any minute."
Sandy kissed her uncle's soft cock-head and got up to do as he suggested. "Yeah, I guess Aunt Ronda isn't going to want to share this monster, is she?"
"Probably not," Jack laughed. "She's like most wives, possessive. But, what she doesn't know won't hurt her, eh, Sandy-baby?"
Sandy winked at her handsome uncle and hurried into her suit. She knew that she was going to like living here.
CHAPTER THREE
Dinner was a casual affair. Aunt Ronda came home an hour after Jack and Sandy had dressed in their swim suits and were innocently lying beside the pool. Brad came home, grabbed a sandwich, and headed for a party at a friend's house.
That left only Sandy's uncle and aunt and her cousin, Billy, to enjoy the dinner of cold-cuts and salad dishes that Ronda Remington had laid out buffet-style. The family filled their plates and found places around the pool and deck area. They sipped a wine punch that Jack had made and lay back to talk and enjoy the music playing softly through the pool area speakers.
"Mmm, this punch is terrific!" Sandy complimented her uncle. "And this salad is super! My folks never let me drink wine at home."
"There ain't enough wine in this punch to give you a decent high if you drank the whole bowl. That's why they let us drink it," Billy groused to his pretty cousin, downing his mugful in one long chug-a-lug.
"Nothing wrong with a little wine at dinner," Jack said to Sandy. He looked at his son. "You know where the bar is if yours is too weak, young man. Now quit showing off for your cousin!"
Billy looked down at the patio and said nothing. It was hard for Sandy to see her cousin's face in the dusky light, but she thought she could detect a blush of embarrassment on his boyishly good-looking face.
"Now, darling, you know all teens love to show off," Ronda Remington chided her husband. "Come, we have to get ready for the Fosters' party. Let's leave the kids to clean up the food and put things away. You don't mind, do you darling?"
Ronda was looking at Sandy. "Oh, no, man!" the little blonde quickly agreed, anxious to make a good impression on her voluptuous, sophisticated aunt.
Sandy's aunt and uncle went inside. The light came on in their room, then the master bathroom light bathed the patio with a yellow glow.
"Come on, help me clear this shit away!" Billy said grumpily. "I wanna get this over with so that I can split."
"You're going out this evening?" Sandy asked, suddenly becoming nervous about the prospect of spending the night alone in the big house.
"Just as soon as my folks hit the street, so do I!" Billy bragged. "They'll never know the fuckin' difference, if you don't tell 'em!"
The athletic teen looked expectantly at his cousin. She nodded, shrugging her shoulders.
"I won't tell them anything," Sandy promised.
"Good!" Billy grinned as the two of them carried the last of the dishes and food into the kitchen. "I'll be home later, don't wait up!"
Sandy watched the boy move, out of the kitchen and trot up the drive. He disappeared up the street and she suddenly felt very alone and very lonesome – the way she had in her hometown after her mother had run off and her father had been killed in the car wreck.
"God, I hope this isn't going to be as lonely as it was in Weaverville!" the unhappy girl said as she wandered down the hall to her room.
The old, familiar feelings crept over Sandy as soon as she sat down on her bed. It was in her intense loneliness that the rapidly developing teenage beauty had first discovered the erotic side of her body's growth. She had learned that a middle finger sliding slowly up her greasy little cunt could produce feelings that banished her sadness for at least as long as it took her to cum.
"Ohhhh… why not?" Sandy thought.
What possible harm would it do to fingerfuck herself to a blissful climax in this empty barn-like house?
The foxy teen undid her blouse and unsnapped her bra. The garments flew off into a corner, to be rapidly joined in the pile by Sandy's shorts, panties, and thongs.