"Hurt me," she moaned. "Hurt my tit!"
Reaching around her, he grasped her tits and squeezed them. His fingers dug into her soft flesh. He felt her brush his balls as she reached back under herself and thrust her hand into her cunt.
He fucked her ass slowly and steadily. He tortured her tits as she fingered her cunt. His cumn was swelling and throbbing in his guts as his cock burned along her rectal walls. He was going to cumn, soon. Very soon he was going to spurt thick jism into his aunt's ass. He was too far gone to do more than just keep moving, keep pounding his young cock into her greasy depths and twist the heavy masses of her mature tits.
"God, stop!" she moaned. "I'm cumming! Stop! Stop! STOP!"
Paul reamed hex out one last time. He couldn't stop. Then he felt his cum erupting from his convulsing cock. He had the entire spurting length of his prick slammed full depth into her spanning ass. He held on, and pumped thick gooey waves of jism into her. He was working against a fabulous back pressure that made his pleasure all the greater.
His aunt shuddered under him as he clung to her back and poured his load into her shit chute. The muscular waves trying to drive out his invading bulk defeated themselves, kept his spurting going, until at last his balls were drained and his cock was twitching dryly in her clutching ass. Then, as his hard-on began to fade, he pulled back, extracted his withering cock from her asshole.
"CHRIST!" Lii exploded as she collapsed onto the blanket. She stopped with her ass raised slightly. The sun shone fully on her brutalized asshole. A shining strand of jism glistened on the inside of one thigh. She lay with her arms under her. Her fingertips were visible between her spread legs.
Paul sat back, his cock drained and limp. Unseen by either of them, Jan stood at the kitchen window, her eyes wide, a satisfied smile on her face.
"Man, sure is hot today," Kenny observed as the three homes plodded down the bridle path.
"Yeah," Jan agreed.
"Yeah," Paul echoed. His mind was more on his precarious perch on the swaying animal than on the weather. He had lied when they had asked if he had ever ridden before well, not lied, exactly. But he had sure stretched the truth. A ride on a small pony at the age of six wasn't quite the same as being up on a full-grown horse. He didn't remember that some tender parts had started to rub raw when he had ridden the pony. But then, his nickel had only bought five minutes on the docile beast.
Paul's horse stumbled slightly, and desperately, Paul grabbed the saddle horn. Jan's eyebrow went up. Why'd she have to be watching! Paul shifted restlessly in his saddle, and her lips quirked in a poorly suppressed smile.
"Can't we rest somewhere?" Paul asked plaintively, breaking his stoical silence at last.
"I know of a neat pond," Kenny answered.
"Let's go see it," Jan said enthusiastically.
As they picked their way down the steep bank, Paul thought he was going to pitch head first into the underbrush. At the bottom he clambered gratefully down and tied his horse to a nearby branch.
"Gee the water looks nice," Jan said. "Is it clean?"
"Clean enough to drink, even," Kenny answered with the pride of ownership. "I've swum in it, too."
"Swum?" Jan asked, teasing.
"Swim, swam, swum," Kenny answered.
Paul thought the cool water would feel great on his sores. "Wish we could swim now," he remarked wistfully.
"Why can't we?" Jan asked, eyeing her cousin mischievously.
"No suits," Kenny said.
"So what?" Jan retorted.
"Yeah, so what?" Paul echoed, feeling a sudden hot tightening in his belly. There wasn't any reason why he and Jan couldn't go skinny dipping, except Kenny. If Jan didn't mind Kenny being there, Paul certainly didn't.
Kenny accepted the challenge with intriguing ease. "Yeah, so what," he said. "Last one in is a rotten egg!" He started undressing.
There was a wild flurry of arms and legs, a blizzard of discarded clothes. Hampered by sore muscles and raw patches of skin, Paul was last. But he did get a look at two twitching, jumping asses as Kenny and Jan sprinted into the pond. Then, his cock bobbing and waving wildly, Paul dashed after them. By the time he caught up with them, they were floating on their backs in the water. Concentric circles of ripples were spreading out from them.
Paul's main sensation as he fell forward into the water was one of relief. The water soothed his aches and pains. Then Jan attacked, tried to
wrestle him under the water. Her sleek, lithe body rubbed his, and his cock thrust out abruptly. The touch of her satin skin, the softness of her tits, the feel of her cunt stroking his flank all reminded him of what they had done.
Kicking to the surface, he started after her. His hand slid along the back of one kicking leg, clear from her ass to her ankle, before he got a grip on her. He hauled her backward, and under the water. Then she got away, and vanished. He and Kenny looked around warily. Then Kenny gave a squawk and disappeared in a geyser of spray.
The baffle became a free-for-all when Paul made a leap at Jan, missed, and drove Kenny under. Kenny and Paul stopped fighting, when they realized that Jan had vanished from the field of battle. Their arms locked together, the two boys looked around. Their legs brushed under the water as they kicked slowly.
Paul spotted Jan and his prick surged up. He felt the tension in Kenny's body, and knew the other boy was feeling a similar surge of hot lust. They let go of each other hastily.
Jan was lying on the grass, leaning back on her arms. Sunlight sparkled on the little drops of water dotting her naked body. One leg was straight, one knee was bent gracefully. She smiled in a way that made Paul's heart hammer painfully.
Their eyes locked on her provocative, naked beauty, Paul and Kenny struck out for the shore, straight toward the girl waiting for them on the grass. Their feet touched bottom, and they waded out of the water. Their erect cocks bobbing, they walked up to her.
Paul's cock ached as he looked at Jan. She had stretched clear out on her back and was toying
with her gold-fuzzed cunt, fingering her clit. She looked from one thrusting cock to the other.
Paul curled his hand around his cock and pumped it slowly. He felt the hot sizzle of his first secretions run the length of his prick, and emerge coldly at the top. He smeared the clear fluid over his cock and then continued pumping it.
He noticed Kenny was doing the same thing, and it made his lust boil higher.
Jan writhed sensuously on the grass. She spread her cunt lips, revealed the pink-flushed heart of her pussy, twiddled the nubbin of her clit. She wiggled two fingers into the entrance of her cunt.
Paul was trembling. His muscles quivering with passion, he stood over the masturbating girl, and pumped his throbbing cock. His own juices were smearing his hand, making a hot, sticky sound as he massaged his prick. The sight of Kenny's hand moving on his cock boosted Paul's lust, increased the already copious supply of cum in his balls.
Jan was panting and moaning softly as she writhed and masturbated for the two boys. Her body was shining with sweat, and her nipples were rock hard and flushed with lust. Her eyes hazed with passion as they moved from Paul to Kenny, then back to Paul. She stared hungrily at the enormous cocks above her.
Jan's legs slowly spread wider and wider. She bent her knees and continued to torment her clit and cunt with her hand. She moved her other hand to her crotch, and pumped her thumb in and out of her cunt. She flicked her fingers against the dancing berry of her clitoris. Her hips were heaving restlessly in a humping, flicking motion.
Paul pumped his prick harder. He felt his orgasm drawing closer and closer and closer. He felt the skin of his prick tugging and pulling. The purple head of his cock Was bobbing, waving over his cousin's writhing naked body.