As her strength of will-power ebbed rapidly away, Melanie at least preserved the presence of mind to step back a few paces from the open doorway of the bathroom. There, she still had an unobstructed view of her nude and writhing sister, but she would not so easily be seen herself if Penny chanced to open her eyes and glance into the shadowy hallway outside the door.
Reasonably safe, Melanie stood leaning against the smooth wall of the corridor, trembling within and without, suffering the pangs of a passion which was not entirely familiar to her at her tender age. She had felt some of the same stirrings before, though never to this extent, and the method of relief which she planned to emulate, borrowing from her older sister's example, was completely new to her as well.
Moaning softly, almost crying to herself, Melanie Tucker slid the moist palms of her hands upward along the soft inside of her tremulous thighs. She gasped and shivered more violently as her rising hands made sudden burning contact with the already moist plane of her crotch, feeling the little nether lips of her pussy through the soaking crotchband of her little panties. Slowly, almost timidly at first, she urged her hands into stroking, tantalizing motion, caressing and massaging the covered valley of her burning, churning little pussy.
The roaring sensations resulting from her own lewd masturbatory caresses were so powerful that all timidity and hesitation were soon forgotten. Melanie's hands became more eager, more forceful, and she pinned her eyes on her writhing sister, staring through slitted eyelids as if to catalog and memorize every licentious motion. Almost without thinking, she slid her hands upward, to the waistband of her tiny bikini panties, and then downward again inside the flimsy undergarment.
A great, wracking sigh was ripped from Melanie's moist lips as her fingers made direct contact with her palpitating cuntal lips, her nails scraping gently, incitefully along the pouting ridges of inflamed genital flesh. Her own feminine moistness was flowing more freely now, dampening her fingers and easing their progress as they became ever more adventurous, slipping at last between the lips of her tight little cunt, seeking and finding the erotic fuse of her budding little clitoris.
Powerful, overwhelming waves of erotic sensation washed over Melanie Tucker's taut young torso, bringing her cherry little nipple buds to instant quivering erection, and forcing her ripe hips to take up an unconscious fucking rotary motion all their own. Her breathing was transformed into the heated, frenzied panting of some lust-crazed wild animal, and she drove her hands ever more rapidly into the fertile depths of her crotch, whipping herself onward and upward toward the goal of total sensual release.
Bracing herself in the shower stall, writhing animatedly beneath the hissing stream of cool, refreshing water, Penny Tucker felt herself on the verge of a powerful orgasmic explosion. The potent combination of her lurid fantasies about Luke Hollowell and the driving, fucking action of her slippery fingers, had succeeded in pushing her onward and upward toward the very brink of totally shattering release.
In her whirling mind, she was back once more on the moonlit porch with Luke, her young admirer and would-be lover. She felt Luke's hands deserting her quivering breasts flow, sliding upward along her warm, naked thighs beneath the sheltering fabric of her skirt. Suddenly they were there, probing and fondling in the moist folds of her crotch, nudging her wet panties aside to gain more direct access to that vibrant nether flesh.
Penny's hands and Luke's hands had become one in the swirling, unreal world of her licentious fantasies. She could almost believe that those were his fingers stroking and massaging her vulva, his thumb and forefinger seizing and taunting her little clit with electrifying results.
Penny thrashed wildly about in the shower, reliving and remembering every second of last night as she had spent it with young Luke, imagining again that she could feel the chafing of his bulging erection, probing against her now-naked loins with every grinding forward thrust of his hips. Her mind raced, recalling vividly what happened then, what had taken place between them on that moonlit porch only the evening before.
Penny had heard the rasp of his zipper being forcefully lowered without really understanding what it meant. She was shocked back to instant reality, however, as the slick hard pole of his burning cockflesh was thrust between her thighs, nuzzling and probing along the wet furrow of her crotch, seeking entry to the virginal little mouth of her dripping pussy.
She had recoiled in reflexive horror, glancing wildly about as they stood there, totally exposed from all sides on the open porch, with Luke rutting and thrusting away, attempting to bury his yearning penis in her tight little cunt. She was deathly afraid that her younger sister might wake up and look out the window unexpectedly, or even that some neighbor or stranger might drive by on the road a hundred yards distant and chance to notice them. She pushed futilely against Luke's broad muscular chest, but she did not possess the strength at that moment to budge him or to divert him from his intended course of lewd action.
Penny's struggles slowly declined, then ceased altogether, as Luke's massive penis thrust against her pussy lips with ever-mounting strength and determination. All hope of resistance seemed to fade as the blunt glans of his cock made sudden burning contact with the tiny, tingling bud of her electric little clitoris, igniting a raging inferno of heated lust in her squirming lower body.
Penny Tucker's mind was awhirl, recalling the feel and texture of Luke's penis as it nudged and buffeted against the defenseless little valley of her hungry, needing cunt. She tried to squirm backward away from him, thus avoiding the ramrod thrusts of his prick, but she suddenly found herself backed up tight against the supporting post of the porch, pinned and with nowhere to go.
Luke Hollowell took ultimate advantage of the young woman's captive posture, redoubling his efforts to skewer her cunt with his rigid, driving young penis. He felt her resolve and resistance slowly ebbing away, and his pounding thrusts became more energetic in response to her weakening.
Penny knew that within a matter of moments she would be pierced to the very core of her being by the ramrod thrusts of Luke's eager cock. In reflexive action, she dropped one of her slender hands between them, to the pubic joining of their bodies, circling the slippery, plunging shaft of his prick with her fingers as if to divert his aim from the bullseye of her crotch.
Luke recognized her move, but made no effort to dissuade her since the stroking, massaging action of her fingers only heightened and broadened his enjoyment of the thrusting into her furry little crotch. He felt the pre-orgasmic tension mounting in his tight, swaying balls, and redoubled once more his efforts to penetrate Penny's virginal little cunt, sliding his fat cock ever more rapidly through the restraining loop of her wet and slippery fingers.
Writhing there in the shower, Penny Tucker recalled every thrust and undulation of their locked bodies as clearly as if it was being re-enacted there at that very moment. In fact, with the driving, skewering motion of her rapidly fucking fingers in the fertile valley of her pussy, the previous evening's activities did seem to be happening all over again. Her thumb and forefinger played the role of Luke's driving, pummeling glans, seizing her hot little clit and driving it into a mounting frenzy of passion as she squirmed and tossed there in the shower.
Penny hovered on the razor's edge of shattering orgasmic release, feeling once more the vicarious sensation of Luke's powerful cock, its head surging for the first lime against the rubbery little opening of her most secret vagina. She had tightened her fingers about his shaft in response to that ultimate invasion, and her hands mimicked that action now, driving her clitoris and cuntal lips into a seething frenzy of blossoming desire.