free. Oh, how he stared! His prick tensed, and his hips lifted in a coital thrust.
Suddenly they weren't laughing. Ellen squirmed out of her skirt, yanked her panties along her legs, lay down on the hay, and opened her thighs very wide. John got out of his pants with jerky movements. He gazed at her blonde-haired cunt, his eyes kind of glazed.
Shaking with awful need, Ellen steered her brother's prick to her burning, flooded cunt-mouth. The first touch of his forbidden cockhead between her swollen labia was like a negative pole touching a positive terminal. Her flesh was spreading as it never had! The wild flame of his huge knob snuggled deeper. He moaned. She cried out, hunched upward, and felt the tear of her hymen. At long last! And then that huge thing was filling her cunt!
'Uhhhh!' he growled at her fiercely. 'Uhhhh-fuuuuuck! That's good cuuuuuunt!'
Then an amazing thing happened. Ellen's vagina clenched on John's wonderful huge prick! A deep zone that Earl had never touched was responding to her brother's youth and strength. The surges of delight that racked her pelvis were pure heaven. Coming on her fingers simply couldn't compare with this! His tremendous cock belonged in her cunt!
'Oh! Ohhhh!' she cried fiercely. 'Ram it to me, I'm cummmming!'
John's hips jerked, and Ellen's legs shook. Her tits swelled; he groaned and stroked his cock swiftly in and out. It was a love piston sliding in her cunt cylinder that was just made for fucking, his kind of fucking. Oh, how he was straining and panting! His big nuts hit up against her slushy cunt mouth, and he shouted wildly. Then his huge member throbbed in her deeps!
That semen that had always excited her, that man stuff she craved. It was spurting in her spasming cunt. Her whole pelvis was heaving and churning and exploding. Her flesh was clutching in quick rhythm on his driving cock. Oh! Those last heavy, hard lunges in her depths were so good, she shouted again!
'Uhhhh. Uhhh! Uhhhh!' he moaned, finally softening between her quaking thighs, his sweaty chest pillowed on her peaked high breasts. But his dreamy cock was still moving slowly in her fluttering cunt. His mouth found her waiting lips. They had their first sexual kiss, their tongues blading and squirming as the twinges of aftermath fed Ellen's lusts, filling her with an awful wonder.
Now, above all, no heavy 'love' stuff. She unglued her mouth at last and hugged him with all her strength, panting in his ear.
'Oh, you're good fucking, honey. We'll have this whenever we can get together!'
'Yeahhhh!' he panted, his cock still as hard as ever. 'I sure never had cunt like yours.'
'Oh, I never went off so hard in my life!' she giggled. 'Did you know you picked my cherry?'
'Damn, I thought it was real tight there. Doesn't Earl get it in you?'
'Oh, he's got a real little short cock, honey. He kept going right past it. But don't you worry now. He'll never know the diff.'
'Jeeeee-sus! I always wanted to be in here first. Your cherry!'
'I'm so glad you don't come fast,' she giggled. 'After all the playing with it, too.'
'I gotta pump a long time to jack out a load,' he chuckled.
'I bet those girls in town sure love that!' she purred.
'Well, this one dame about twenty-five sure goes for it,' he said. 'Pops about four times before I get it off.'
'Oh, I'm so jealous!' she breathed. 'Save all that jism for me, honey.'
'Well, shit, I gotta take on some other stuff, or people would get suspicious as hell,' he said.
She nodded. 'Tell you what. You come over tomorrow and I'll have some chores for you. Earl's gotta go to Missoula. He'll be gone all day.'
'Yeahhh!' he exclaimed. 'But nobody's at home now here. I sure need another good fuck.'
'Ohhh, yesss! Just fuck me till my eyeballs pop out!'
Now, over twenty years later, Ellen still tingled whenever she saw John. That wild summer in Montana had been a revelation. They had just about fucked themselves to death. But that fall their parents had sold the ranch. John had moved with them to Fresno where Henry had bought an apartment house.
Sure, she and her brother kept in touch, unable to say in letters or over the phone what they really wanted to say. Five long years later, she divorced Earl and moved to Fresno herself, finding work as a maid. John was in college, and they had been able to sneak a few dates. The thing between them was as beautiful as ever.
She had never remarried. When John had finally bought that big house at Santa Barbara, she had been chosen to be his cook and housekeeper. Wonderful! She was back home again. On her days off, Thursday, they sneaked up the coast to a little resort motel room and fucked like minks. It was even better than it had been on the farm. Sometimes in one of those afternoons of dalliance, she could come off twenty wonderful times.
The really painful part, of course, was knowing how many other girls and women he had fucked and living in the same house with his new young wife, especially changing their bed and sniffing the spent juices of their lovemaking. But she was glad her quarters were away from the main part of the house. She could always satisfy her daily needs in complete privacy and dream about next Thursday.
Only one man had ever been inside her except for Earl and her brother. A smooth-talking banker, for whom she had kept house, had propositioned her while his wife was out of town. More out of curiosity than anything else she had consented, since she had known only one very poor cock and one very wonderful one.
Undressing her, he had become so excited about her tits, he had squirted before even getting his six-incher inside. He had wanted her to suck him hard, but she had refused, because only John, who was away in Europe at the time, ever got that from her. The banker had tried to stuff his cock in her soft, but he failed, and the next week he fired her. The asshole!
John's travels had paid him rich dividends. He had learned a lot more about sex in some of those faraway countries. Their weekly meetings had turned into real orgies. He had bought her her first dildo, and sometimes he liked to watch her fuck herself with it. After his marriage to Wendy, he had even suggested bringing another girl into it, but she had not decided about that yet. Ellen Was sure she would get horribly jealous; watching that big cock slide into another pussy!
Now young Cindi was hot for him, and had been for years. She was plenty old enough to fuck. That young twat from next door, Dotti Fancher, sure wanted some of John's prick also, but then so many girls did. Ellen could not knock John's marriage to Wendy. Her family had big money. John was smart, trading his cock for security, even though he was very successful already.
Ellen hurried into the kitchen. Waiting for her next day off was pure agony! But that dildo was better than using her fingers all the time.
CHAPTER THREE
'You sure got great legs,' Al Hood murmured in Cindi's ear, his left arm tightening around her bare waist.
'Well, don't get too carried away,' Cindi giggled, yielding to him.
Dotti Fancher had invited Cindi to stay all night, and Cindi had not been surprised to find that Dotti had invited a couple of guys from school to have a swim party at the Fancher pool. Helene, Dotti's divorcee mother, would not let her pretty daughter go out, but it was okay to have dates at the house now and then.
The four were on the dark back lawn behind the Fancher pool area. Dotti had sneaked beach blankets from the house, and after an hour or so of swimming Cindi knew it was time for fooling around. She was flattered by Al's remarks. He and Dotti's date, Carl Wells, were on the varsity football team, and were agreeably handsome. Cindi had a beach robe around her, but Al's left arm was inside it.
On the other blanket a few yards away, Dotti and Carl were necking up a storm. The moon was full, with visibility better than Cindi would have liked. However, she was curious about Dotti, who said she put out if the guy wore a rubber. Cindi had already decided she was not going to go the route with Al, but a few feels wouldn't kill her. He had quite a reputation, and so did Carl.
