found that she held her own breath in empathetic anticipation of the touch-but always he would skirt the outer edges of her broad, dark brown aureoles and never, but never, touch the nozzle-like, thrusting points of her big nipples.
As Nickie watched, she could see him insinuating one hand between those sleek thighs. Readily, Janet Norflus spread her legs for the ease and touch of her lover.
She began to rock and undulate, simultaneously responding to the knowing touch of his hands at the entrance of her hairy gash and thrusting her nipples at the man's mouth with unmistakable invitation.
And as Nickie watched, that invitation was rapidly becoming pleading. She could see the woman's lips move as she spoke, see her eyes tightly shut, see her hands come up to grip her own mountainous breasts and push the stiffly erected points towards her lover's lips.
But he was almost ready-and with sudden hunger, he put his hands on each of her breasts, pressed them tightly together and dropped his-greedy mouth down on the point of their meeting.
For Janet Norflus' breasts were so bountiful that when they were pressed almost liquidly together, her super- hung lover was able to suck both of her nipples at once. Janet Norflus gripped the man's hair, driving his face down into the soft yielding flesh of her tits, pressing him lightly to her, so that his mouth had no chance to leave her nipples.
He wormed his other hand back down between her thighs, and while Nickie couldn't actually see it, from the back and forth, in and out movements of his arm, she could tell that the oversexed young housewife was getting a vigorous finger-fucking.
How many fingers? she wondered. One? Two? Three? Four? She put her own hand down between her thighs, letting her forefinger become sinned with the wet overflow of her brother's come and her own secretions, then slowly, lovingly slipped the tip between her cunt lips. Just for her own, purely hedonistic pleasure, she bore down on the Invading digit with the muscles at the entrance of her quim, just to feel what it was like to be caught in that stricture.
The stud withdrew his hand and raised himself over the eager young housewife. As Nickie watched, she saw the long, thick cock dragging over Janet Norflus' thighs even as her hand came up to grip and guide it.
The swollen head, huge and throbbing, disappeared between those hefty, rounded flanks-and then the stud was lowering himself again, driving himself forward, the broomstick-handle-thick shaft boring up and in to the waiting opening between her legs.
Even as that broad, pale rod vanished from sight, Nickie could see the visible results of its movement in the contortions of Janet Norflus' face, the tensing of her muscles, the wriggling of her lips. At first, judging from the expression on her face, the insertion of that huge cock was painful to her. But as it touched bottom and the stud began stroking in and out of her wet slick twat, her expression changed the one of rapture, of ecstasy.
Nickie thrust another finger into her own tight little quim, working the two digits rapidly in and out of her throbbing cunt.
Suddenly, she felt the touch of her brother's hands on her calves, just below the knee. At his urging, she spread her legs far apart. Crouched as she was, this left Nickie's beautiful little cunt completely exposed, flinging small beams of reflected light from the secretion-slick lips.
Tod, lying on his back, slipped himself forward so that his face was directly underneath her vagina. His tongue flickered out, rimming the entrance to his sister's sweet honey-hole. From her anus to her clitoris, his tongue licked and laved.
Nickie, already thoroughly turned on by what she was watching, began grinding her hips downward toward her brother's open month. She felt his lips close over her vagina and felt his knowing tongue worm its way into her slick tunnel of loving.
Both hands freed, she put the glasses back to her eyes and watched as Janet Norflus brought her legs up around the small of her lover's back, her heels digging almost viciously into his muscular ass. Her nails were raking his shoulders and back and she flung her head violently from side to side, mouth opening and closing in what Nickie knew where the sounds of pure pleasure escaping her lips.
The stud's hips raised and lowered at an ever increasing tempo-and then changed their movements. His hips began to sort of rotate, and Nickie realized with sudden appreciation that inside Janet Norflus' receptive cunt, the length of that monstrous penis was moving around and around like a swizzle stick.
Oh, wow! she thought heatedly. I'd sure like to find out what that feels like!
As she watched, Janet Norflus' hips suddenly heaved, her entire perspiration slicked body began to writhe and wriggle-and her young stud's hips began to rocket up and down with short, powerful, almost brutal strokes. They were coming!
And so, she realized as her brother's expert tongue and lips worked their wonders, was she!
Nickie's hips jerked spastically, her cute little ass cheeks clutched and clenched, her tight young quim contracted, as the first waves of her orgasm washed over and through her.
'Ooohhh! You're so sweet to me, Tod! Y-you're such a good brother to meeeeEEE!'
Her words turned into a wail of pleasure as the full strength of her orgasm was rushing through her slender, almost child-like body. Beneath her tee-shirt her breasts heaved and bobbled, jiggled and bounced, rubbing her stiffly erected nipples against the fabric of the shirt, heightening her peak even as her legs shivered from the strain and began to fail her.
Shaking, Nickie quickly dropped her hands to the floor, forgetting the binoculars as she caught herself and fell back to lie weak and drained beside her grinning older brother.
'How was that, Sis?'
'Great,' she whispered weakly. 'Just super Tod.'
The grin got wider and Nickie closed her eyes. Yes, life had gotten a lot more pleasant in the weeks since she'd stripped away her own cherry with the soft, slim, smooth rubber handle of a black-scrubbing brush in the bathtub. Since she'd jerked off her brother while he simultaneously whacked her off. Since she and Tod had gotten it on in the night outside, the window of the basement rec room as they'd watched their parents getting ft on. Her first male come, that night!
Yes, she'd discovered a whole new world of pleasures since the beginning of the summer. She thought of the time Tod had taken her to watch the guys from the varsity football team ganging the head cheerleaders-while Tod fucked her in the ass. She thought of the night Tod had sat-simply sat-and watched her doing herself with the rubber dildo he'd found. Somehow, just knowing he was watching had made that so much more satisfying.
She thought of the afternoon when her mother had been out shopping, Tod had been playing ball and Nickie herself was alone in the house. The cable TV salesman had been most appreciative of the great wealth of Nickie so clearly visible above, below, around and through the damp towel she'd quickly wrapped around herself when she'd heard the door-bell from the shower. What was so amazing about him was the fantastic quantity of come he'd deposited in her willing cunt.
Yes, there was all of that for young, innocent looking Nickie to recall. But what she loved remembering most of all was her last visit to see her favorite cousin, Suzanne, and big, loud-mouthed, easy-going, generous Uncle Ernie.
She remembered her mixed emotions when her mother had first revealed the invitation from them to go and stay for a few days. Suzanne's house was in a wealthy Connecticut town, a bedroom community that was really a suburb of New York On the one hand, she didn't want to give up the sheer physical exuberance of her sexual adventures and exploits.
But on the other hand, she and Suzanne had always been close and it had been a while since they'd• spent any time together. Not to mention that she was hoping to be able to talk to Suzanne about her ‘achievements.'
And of course, somewhere deep in the back of her mind was the glint of an idea that maybe, just maybe, she would have a chance to demonstrate her newfound prowess with her absolutely fabulous cousin Frank.
She'd had a crush on Frank as long as she could remember. So did just about every other woman-and more than a few men Nickie suspected-who met him. He was good-looking, but that had never been his primary attraction. There was a certain aura of animal sensuality about Frank that promised…
A small smile spread across Nickie's lips, as she dozed. Tod saw it and wondered briefly what it was from, but he knew that as with everything else about his sister, sooner or later she would share it with him.
Yes, she remembered so well that visit.
