Byron let out another groan, twisting his hips around again while locking his fingers more tightly around the back of her skull.
Marcie found she couldn't breathe. But at this point she didn't care! It was so wonderfully weird having her mouth filled like that – filled with cockmeat. And all the while Byron was growling like an animal above her, his hands threatening to crush her skull like an egg. His cock hairs tickled her nostrils even more while his balls pillowed up against her small chin. His hands held her face tight against his crotch, her nose flattening against his belly. In this position, he fucked his cockmeat into her mouth, banging his slick, fat meaty cockhead against her throat again and again.
Oh, how Marcie wanted to keep that prickmeat in her! She liked the feel of the long, fat-headed cock inside her mouth. She loved the way he kept hunching his groin against her face. Instead of trying to push away now, Marcie slid both hands around his hips and pulled herself tight against him. She let him fuck her in the mouth. She felt his strong leg muscles and groaned again. No, no, she didn't want to let go!
"Man, that's it, whip a little skull on me, bitch! That's it, Marcie, gimme that good head."
The two of them rocked back and forth until she started gagging for breath. Marcie knew she had to let go. Reluctantly, Marcie let her head slide up from his groin until the bulge in her throat disappeared. She sucked in air through her nose, keeping his cock lodged in her mouth. Her tongue kept lashing over his prick, tickling the sensitive underside.
"Ohhhh, Marcie. I could let you do this all fuckin' night. But I'm hot, baby. I'm so fuckin' hot I'd shoot right down your fuckin' throat if I kept you like this," Byron admitted.
"Noooofffff!"
"It's gonna be good, baby. My prick's gonna be slidin' into your cunt, all greased down with your spit. Yeah, it was good startin' out this way. I dig gettin' good head – especially from a hot mouth like yours."
Marcie stayed on the floor. She wasn't thinking, wasn't protesting, wasn't complaining. What she was doing she liked, and she wanted more of it. He told her to help him undress, and that she did. Her hands began to work on his belt buckle. As it loosened, Byron pushed down with both hands, letting Marcie pull his pants down over his hairy ass. "Yeahhhh…"
Byron unbuttoned his shirt, slipping it from his shoulders before stepping out of his Levi's. "Play with my balls, baby. That's it, cradle them… work your tongue around 'em."
Byron let out raspy grunts as Marcie took the big, leathery ball sac in her hands and rocked his balls from side to side. At the same time, she cocked her head to the left and stuck out her tongue, trailing the tip along the cleavage separating his balls. Byron groaned, rubbing his fingers alongside her neck. "That's good, baby, wow! Man, you sure know a lot about balls."
"Ohhhh!"
"Come on. We fuck around like this any more and I'm gonna shoot jizz all over your fuckin' face."
Marcie felt her cousin's hands slipping around under her arms, lifting her from the floor. He moved her to the bed, skinning off the tight-fitting jersey she'd worn purposely to attract his attention. She loved the way that soft cotton tickled its way over her sensitive tit flesh. As it was pulled over her tits, the jersey lifted them in short tug's. How delicious that sensation was. Marcie moaned, swaying from one side to the other.
"Great tits! Big tits," Byron moaned, dropping his head and sucking and nibbling at her stiff nipples.
He was working her skirt down, stripping her, and his naked body was soon pressing against hers. She loved that feeling of his cock sliding up and down against her fuzzy cunthole, the cockhead nudging up against her clit. Marcie let her head fall back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders.
"Fuck me… fuck me," she whispered, no longer ashamed to tell him her needs.
"You're gonna get it, Marcie! Gonna fuck you good!"
"Ohhhhhhh…"
He was lowering her to the bed, his knees spreading hers apart. It was happening all over again, just like before. Only this time there was no fear, no concern about pain. Now Marcie knew the joy, the wildness she would feel in a few minutes. In another second she felt the weight of his body center around her thighs. He was pushing her legs back, raising her ass off the dirty, narrow mattress.
"Oh God…"
Her cunt-lips flattened back and his meaty prickhead picked up the slickness from her fuck hole. In a second his cock was sliding up against her clit, sending wonderful hot messages through her body.
"Fuck, fuck…" she whimpered.
He was pushing forward with his hips. That hard prick was making her feel so wild, so free! He was pushing a finger around her tense pussy-lips as well, rubbing his greasy finger back and forth over her clit. Marcie cried out, snapping her legs together, rubbing them against her cousin's sides. He was tracing the bottom of her cunt crack, rubbing the tense, throbbing muscles guarding her cuntal mouth. He smoothed his hands up and down, making the muscles relax, making the penetration easier. His cock fucked into her pussy.
Marcie's eyes fluttered open with delighted surprise. She shivered with the sexy sensation of her cunt being really filled with cock. She moved her hips, changing the angle her cunt made with his cock. His prick was nearly halfway inside her pussy when her cuntal muscles spasmed and tightened down on his fucker.
"You're the only girl who can do that! The last time, you practically made me cum early when you moved that pussy like that."
"Really?"
"Baby, slack off."
"I can't help it. I can't," she said, her cheeks flushing with shame.
In a moment Marcie could tell her spasm had passed. The cunt muscles slowly let go. In another second Byron was easing his prick through the seepy, hot folds of her cunt. He was fucking in very slowly. But still the girl trembled with fright and excitement. How deliciously strange it was to have those two conflicting sensations racing through her at the same time. It added spice to her overheated pussy.
Marcie felt her pussy stretching out around that big cock. She tensed, waiting for the cockhead to reach down to the bottom. Byron was grunting, shaking when a particularly powerful spasm passed through his cockrod. How odd! Marcie could feel those spasms. How they made her pussy vibrate in sympathy! He was fucking sooooo deep! And now she could feel his balls swinging up against her upturned ass. She could hear the slick noises of his cockshaft sliding past her cunt-lips.
"Oh, it's so good, so damned good it's killing meee!" she cried.
"Keep it up, baby, keep movin' that ass… just like you did before. Shit, this is better than before!" Byron gasped.
"Oh yeah! Yeah!"
The girl's pulse raced while her head throbbed and pounded with excitement. Marcie rocked her ass a little more, terribly aware of his chest, his legs, his arms, and his cock! She was completely under his domination, completely taken over by his cock! Oh yes, that was the way she wanted it! How good it felt when his prick dug against her cuntal walls, rubbing them into a heated frenzy. Yes, oh yes!
"Fuck it out, baby, come on and fuck it out for me!"
"Oh fuck… fuck…"
The word sounded so beautiful! And he was slowly pulling his prick out now, the elastic, itchy walls of her cunt spasming and wriggling together behind his retreating cockhead. No, she wanted his prick in, all the way in! Marcie threw her head back, letting out strained grunts through her clenched teeth. She protested, clawing her fingers around the back of his neck while struggling with her scissored legs to draw his cock back into her cunt.
"Oh man, man, you really need cockmeat inside you, huh, bitch?"
"Yes, oh yes!"
"Let's try somethin' different then… somethin' that's gonna give you a whole new experience."