"Ohhhhh! I've been thinking about you all day!" Kevin hissed, squeezing one lush tit in his hand.
Jan pushed her fingers through Kevin's long, wavy hair. She sucked on his tongue and arched her back, pressing her tit harder against his palm. Her nipple was aflame with lust, bolts of pleasure tingling from the hard nubbin all through her body.
When Kevin's fingers caught the top edge of Jan's panties, she raised her ass and he slipped them past the full, firm swell of her ass. A second later, his finger was grazing boldly against her pussylips, searching for the opening of her cunt.
"I'm already hot," Jan whispered. "Just shove your cock in!"
Kevin raised himself and slithered between Jan's spread thighs. He felt her hand wrap around his throbbing cockhead, then slide down his prickshaft. When her hairy pussylips were rubbing against his cock-knob, he thrust his hips forward just an inch. Immediately her cuntlips parted and enveloped his prick-knob.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Jan whispered, slipping her arms under his to scratch his back. She hooked her feet against the backs of Kevin's knees, locking his body loosely to her own.
Kevin fucked into her gaping cunt slowly, working in just a fraction of his cock's length with each push of his hips. The progress was tantalizingly slow, but terribly, gloriously exciting for both of them. Soon he was fucking his prick full-length into her cunt, mashing his pelvis against hers, holding her shuddering body close to his own shuddering body.
The room was filled with soft hissing as Jan and Kevin tried to control their breathing. There was something special about fucking, knowing that at any minute they might be discovered. The reality of this heightened their pleasure, made it all the more precious. It let them know that happiness should be grasped whenever possible and caution be damned.
"You're… so… hot!" Kevin whispered between thrusts of his hips.
"You're filling me up," Jan countered, working her hips from side to side, taking Kevin's prick from a slightly different angle each time he fucked through her clutching cuntlips.
Their lips joined again, a willful act to silence their hoarse breathing. They knew they shouldn't be talking, but it seemed to be the most natural thing to do – to speak lovingly of one another – when they weren't kissing.
The kiss seemed to last an eternity. And while they kissed, their fierce fucking continually getting faster, hotter and harder.
Soon Kevin felt Jan arch up, raising him higher, and shiver all over. He felt the juicy warmth of girl-cum seeping out of her cunt, moistening his balls whenever he fucked her.
Soft mewls came from Jan as she sucked on Kevin's tongue. Her body went rigid, then completely lax as her pussy juice streamed from her feverish pussy. She scratched Kevin's pounding ass, spurring him on. And then she felt her cunt being deluged with his hot, thick cum. The sensation of having her pussy flooded with Kevin's jism sent Jan's tingling body into another series of racking orgasms.
"Precious… precious… precious…" Kevin whispered as he slumped down on Jan's heaving body. He kissed her neck and flicked his tongue over her ear, trying to figure put why he had gotten so lucky.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mike kicked his legs over the edge of the bed and listened carefully. When Kevin didn't return quickly, he assumed that he had either gone outside to take a leak or was sitting in the kitchen with a late-night beer. Either one was okay with him – Kevin was gone and that's all Mike was really concerned about.
Mike went slowly through the living room and past Jan's bedroom, hearing nothing. Peeking in the kitchen, he found it empty.
Where the hell is Kevin? he thought. Then a second thought entered his head, sending cold shivers of fear through his spine. What if Kevin had gone outside to piss and Desiree was there waiting for him? As he stepped outside, Mike didn't know what he would find. He, like Kevin, wore only his shorts to bed. And, though he was in the country, far from anyone who would call the police about his near nudity, Mike felt mildly embarrassed about being outside.
Desiree stepped out from behind the black Chevy van. She was smiling broadly, her nipples hard, her tits wiggling. Desiree was giggling, knowing that Mike hadn't seen her yet and knowing that he was scared shitless.
"Hey there, soldier! Looking for a good time?" Desiree said in her most tartish voice. "If so, I can fill your ticket." In the moonlight, Desiree was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen. Her gleaming red lips reflected the moon's glow, and it was obvious to Mike that she had gone to great lengths to be an erotic vision especially for him.
"You look beautiful," Mike murmured, standing motionless to drink up Desiree's beauty with his eyes.
Desiree leaned against the van, grinning even more broadly. She knew what she was doing to her brother. Desiree had taken out her "seduction clothes" as she called them.
The outfit was purchased through the mail, used only on the occasions when Desiree had a special man she wanted to really turn-on. It started with a black-lace bra with half cups that held Desiree's thirty-eight-inch tits up, but revealed her large areolas and pointed nipples.
Around her waist, a matching black-lace garter belt was holding up black-silk nylons, and the bikini panties were so brief that they hardly concealed Desiree's pussy hair. On her feet were high-heeled sandals that made the brunette look several inches taller than she actually was.
"Like what you see?" Desiree giggled.
"Don't you know it! Damn! I could eat you live!"
"I'd like that." Desiree was calm, assured. Her beauty was no secret to her. Countless men had worshiped her body and begged to fuck her. Some even offered her money and those people were quickly dismissed as not worthy of fucking.
"Let's get in the van," Mike said.
The back of the big van was perfect for fucking. A mattress there had been used plenty of times by Kevin and Mike when they had dates who were hot to fuck.
Desiree got in the van after Mike and closed the sliding side door. Even before she had turned to face her brother, he had her in his arms. He pulled her back, stretching her supple body over his.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Mike had Desiree's back against his stomach, and he reached around her, grabbing her tits and mashing them in his paw-like hands. His fingers tweaked her hard nipples, rolling and tugging on them.
Her smooth, perfumed neck seemed to draw Mike's lips, and he didn't resist. He kissed Desiree's hot, silky neck.
"Ahhhh!" Desiree purred, cocking her head to one side so Mike had more room. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Mike attacked Desiree like a big cat tearing apart its kill. It took him only a few seconds to spin Desiree around and take off her panties. Mike decided that since her cone-shaped nipples were exposed, it might be sexier to fuck her with her bra on. Besides, it went with the rest of her hookeresque outfit, and he liked to play fantasy games as much as she.
With Desiree on her back, Mike straddled her upper body and grabbed her by the hair. He jerked her head up and pulled her face to his balls.
"Lick 'em!" he hissed vehemently. "Lick my hairy nuts."
Desiree's face was jammed into Mike's crotch, and she was immediately aware of the musky aroma of his skin. The scent made her pussy tingle, even if her head did smart slightly from having her hair pulled.
His hairy ball sac was mashed against Desiree's lips, and she flicked her tongue out, scraping it over his balls. Desiree tried to figure out when Mike had had the time to take off his shorts, but before she could give it much thought he used a finger to open her mouth and stuff a fat ball between her lips.
"Mmmmm!" moaned Desiree, careful not to injure the sensitive ball. She worked her tongue slowly in circles around in her mouth, rubbing the nut, making his ball moist.