forth against his skin, kissing him wherever her lips happened to be.
'Sheri… we can't,' Robby pleaded. 'I'm so close now that… that… Ohhh God… stop moving, Sheri… shit… you've got to stop… moving.'
'Robby… fuck me! I'm begging you!' And she really meant it. She'd never wanted anything so bad in her life. All the taboos, the dangers, the warning meant nothing to her now. Her body demanded it! She wanted to be penetrated! She wanted to feel that hot hard spear of flesh rape up into her twitching pussy! She clawed at Robby's shoulders and bit a red place on his neck.
But Robby grabbed her roughly and threw her over on her back.
'Sheri you don't understand. Sure I want to… but…' He grabbed his cock and began to work it up and down rapidly.
Sheri caught at his wrists.
'What's wrong? Does it hurt?'
'I'm gonna come, damnit.'
Sheri pushed him with all her strength. Robby rolled back onto his back again and before he could ward her off, she'd thrust her slender body between his thighs. His cock was pressing against her navel when the first jet of cum spattered out. She felt its heat, felt its slick dribble as she writhed against the fountaining cock, tried to work her pussy higher.
'You're crazy!' Robby grabbed her waist, fought to keep her from doing it. But she had her slit almost right now. She could feel her outer lips part as she slid them up the shaft.
'Ohhh… almost… there… push… Ohhhhh Robby… fuck meeeee!' But she could only plunge her hot petals against the lump that jutted up against Robby's belly. He wouldn't let her put the tip between her mound. He wouldn't let her try and break her cherry with the crown.
Hot cum sprayed into the seepy crevice of her pussy, dripped out again. Her clit was pressing against the little lobes on the underside of Robby's cocktip. Sheri pumped viciously to make the friction build. She growled as the seconds jerked by. She counted ten of them and then she gave a cry and her body shuddered. A stab of pure ecstasy went through her body. She couldn't get air, couldn't scream, couldn't even move. She just twitched. There, on Robby's hot flesh, she twitched, rubbing the goodness of their most sensitive parts together.
'Sheri,' he gasped, hugging her close to him, kissing her face. 'Ohhhh baby, I can't believe this!'
'Robby, ohhh! I wish it was inside me.' Hot streams of cum smacked between their bellies. Sheri writhed in the mess, loving it. She could smell the sharp pungency now. It was like nothing she'd over smelled before. Better than the best perfumes she decided, even if it was a little weird.
Her cumming was a steady, lusty itch that reached pinnacles of pleasure she never knew existed. She babbled words without meaning, licked and bit and kissed the man beneath her. Then Robby rolled over and gently pumped his cock against her clit. She spread her thighs so wide that the muscles trembled. She wrapped her legs up high on his back. Once she couldn't resist the urge to feel that thing against her cherry and jerked her body into a position that made Robby's cockhead brushed her hymen. But ho quickly jerked it back, leaving a clinging string of cum there.
'You don't have a lick of sense,' he laughed. 'You horny little nymph!'
'Oh Robby, do you like – a little?'
'Yeah. But just a little.' They laughed and kissed and Sheri hugged him so hard that he had to grunt.
'It's wonderful. You live right in the same house. Right in the next room from mine!'
Their tickly lust was dying away now and Robby caught her head in his hands and made her look at him.
'Damn it Sheri, we can't just go on doing this whenever we want. Don't you feel the least bit guilty because of how we're related?'
'Nope,' she said, shaking her head emphatically.
'Well, I do. I'm your mother's brother. Sure, I'm quite a bit younger than she is but that doesn't make us any less related.'
Sheri was still moving her hips. The slurpy slide of her open pussy against the firm cockhead was lovely, even now that her climax was behind her. The slick juice that had burst from her uncle's body had made such a mess between them! Even that was exciting. How wonderful that all that stuff spurted out when a man fucked! Robby got up and walked across the room. She watched him dab his belly with a towel. While he busied himself at that, Sheri dug a finger up along her slit and looked at the curiously creamy juice that had been created somewhere in Robby's male body. She sniffed it and was almost tempted to taste it. Close to her nose, the smell was very strong, though. She didn't have the nerve to put her tongue on the heavy-looking droplet that clung to her fingertip.
'You'd better get back to your room before your mother comes home.'
Sheri felt a little hurt. She got up and dressed slowly. Robby avoided her eyes, even when she tried to make herself obvious to him. At last she turned at the door and took a big breath.
'Aren't you even going to say goodnight?'
Robby smiled. 'Okay, goodnight.' He walked over to touch her hand.
'I was thinking…'
'Sheri!' he warned.
'I was thinking maybe after mama comes home and goes to bed that we could sleep together for a little while.' She blinked eagerly at him, smiling.
He bent forward to kiss her upturned nose. She longed to reach out for the wilted snake that was now his cock but controlled her passion. She didn't want to turn Robby off. And he sure seemed to be hung up about something.
'Not now, not tonight,' he whispered, holding her slender young body against him.
Sheri went slowly to her room. She sat on the bed for a long time thinking about Robby. She relived every second of what had happened, trying to etch in her mind exactly what had excited him most. He sure liked her titties. And he'd liked it, too, when she'd put his cock in her mouth.
A thrill pulsed through her clit. What would it be like to actually have that cum spurt out into her mouth? She hugged her shoulders, excited by the naughty idea. It had been nice sucking on Robby. His cock was so smooth and silky to her tongue. And he liked it so much. That was as exciting as getting hot herself. The fun of bringing pleasure to someone else.
She undressed lazily and lay on her back on the bed. Her pussy was still swollen from rubbing against Robby's prick. She fingered the lips open and began to play in the juices that still leaked out. Some of his sap had dried on her belly and thighs and some was still moist in the folds of her crevice too. She got her fingertips good and wet and held them to her nose. Yes, she could smell a little of it mingled with her own sex butter. Following an impulse, she smeared it across her cheek, across her lips. Then delicately she touched the tip of her tongue to some. But there wasn't enough to really taste.
'Oh Robby, why are you such a stick-in-the-mud?' she said aloud. But then she felt a darkness shadow her happy-go-lucky thought. What if she had managed to get Robby to actually fuck her? What if some of his cum had gotten into just the right place and started a baby growing in her belly? Sweat broke out on her forehead and Sheri got up and hurried to the bathroom.
With a soapy rag, she washed away whatever cum still clung to her tender petals. It was weird how scared she was all of a sudden. While in Robby's arms she couldn't have cared less about getting in trouble. But now she was back in the familiar setting of her room and that seemed to remind her of who she was, what she was.
But she still wanted Robby. She wanted to feel him forcing his way into her pussy! And she was sure she could tempt him to do just that. Now she had to take care of the practical side of the matter. How to keep from making a baby. Annie Faber might be able to help. And she had to have someone to tell her secrets to.
She got into her nighty and pulled the sheets up to her chin. Annie was going to flip when she told her what had happened in Robby's room. She was just going to flip!
CHAPTER THREE
