Humping, pumping family

CHAPTER FOUR

Jennifer moaned and turned around in her sleep. The sheets were tangled around her legs as she shoved her finger into her pussy.

It wasn't her finger, she realized with a shaft. It was a cock. It was her brother's cock. No, it was her father's cock. Or was it her Uncle Mike's?

The teenager brought her knees up and stabbed her finger in and out of her cunt. She moaned in her half-sleep and churned her finger around.

She wished she had a cock in her cunt instead of her finger. It would feel so good to have a prick at her disposal whenever she wanted it. Mmmmm, yummy, it would feel good to have a cock right now, sliding slowly into her snatch.

She rolled onto her belly and opened her legs. She rubbed herself against the mattress. She rubbed and rubbed, pressing her tits into the pillow while she moved her open slit against the sheet.

Her pussy oozed cuntjuice. It became wetter as she frigged herself. She thrust a second finger into her hot hole. She rolled onto her back and strummed her clit while she fingered herself.

"I wanna fuck," she moaned out loud in the dark. She tossed her head from side to side and brought her juice-covered fingers to her lips. "I wanna fuck," she repeated. "I want a cock."

She was tempted to awaken Bobby by climbing into bed next to him. He'd be angry if she did. He hated when she awakened him in the middle of the night.

Now she lifted her, ass from the bed and thought about her Uncle Mike. She'd been playing a game of cat and mouse with him lately.

Just last week she'd sensed that he was horny for her. She'd deliberately left her door open and undressed with the lights on.

She knew for certain Mike was in the hall outside her room watching her. Carla was out with her mother and the others were in the basement workshop. She heard Mike's footsteps out in the hall and she saw him peering in at her.

She remembered how she'd removed her bra with her back to the door and touched herself. She stood before her wall-mirror and cupped her little.

She squeezed herself and moaned softly, certain her uncle was watching. Her pert nipples poked out between her fingers and her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders.

The teenager caught a glimpse of Mike as she fumbled with the snaps on her jeans. When she finally peeled her skin tight jeans down she heard a groan out in the hall.

It amused her to know her uncle was spying on her. He'd been flirting with her for months. He had never approached her and she knew he never would unless she instigated it. Now she teased him, although she was still uncertain about what she would do should he confront her.

What if he walked into the room and grabbed her into his arms? What if he raped her? She shivered at the thought. Rape! The very word both frightened and excited her.

She was fond of her aunt, but didn't feel guilty about teasing her uncle; even at her tender age, she didn't believe in fidelity.

She stood before the mirror wearing only her bra and bikini panties. She licked her lips and deliberately moved a hand between her legs. With a forward motion she rubbed her moist pussy slit. Tossing her hair over one shoulder she flounced to the closet.

The teenage blonde thought she heard a groan in the hall. She was wearing her skimpiest bikinis and a lacy half bra that barely covered her nipples. As she rolled her panties down, she looked down at the tendrils of cunt hair escaping from the tiny crotch.

She widened the spread of her legs and let the crotch slip inside her slit. The crotch disappeared inside her hairy trench and she giggled softly and brought her legs together.

Eat your heart out Uncle Mike, she thought. If you're out there.

Yanking her panties down, she combed her long crimson fingernails through her beaver. She wiggled her ass from side to side and used her free hand to fondle her boobs.

Now she mumbled sleepily at the memory and threw the blanket back as she masturbated. Cock, she thought, frantically frigging herself. I need a cock.

Suddenly she opened her eyes and gasped. Someone was sitting beside her on the bed. Mike was sitting there, his smile tense in the dark room.

"Uncle Mike!" she breathed.

"Hi, honey," he said, drinking in the lushness of her naked tits.

She let her legs fail open. She watched his eyes dart from her tits to the thick golden curls covering her snatch.

"What are you doing in here?" she said. "I was on my way to the bathroom," he said. "And I happened to see your door was open." He averted his eyes and bit his lip. "I fell asleep on the couch downstairs."

Her initial surprise gone, she sat up and faced him. She took his hand and smiled shyly, making no attempt to cover her nakedness.

"I guess you saw what I was doing," she said. "I was thinking how pretty you are."

"You don't think I'm terrible for… you know…"

"For masturbating? Hell, honey, everybody does that."

"I'm kind of glad you were watching me," she said softly.

"Not as glad as I am."

He made no attempt to touch her so she placed her hand on his thigh. "I've had a lot of experience, you know. I'm not a kid anymore."

He hesitated and then cleared his throat. "I figured as much."

She rubbed his leg, took his hand and placed it on her pussy. That was all the invitation he needed. He turned to her and drew her into his arms.

"I want to fuck you," he said.

"I want you to, Uncle Mike."

"You've got the prettiest tits I've seen in ages."

His husky voice and the feel of his strong arms around her back sent chills of hot desire through her.

"I'm so horny."

He lowered his mouth to her tits and began sucking her nipples. He captured one of her succulent nubs between his lips and let it run over his tongue.

"Me too," he said in a low voice.

He left one hand on her crotch and moved a finger inside her slit. In a moment his finger was stroking her clit and she moaned and let her knees fall entirely open.

"Oooohhhh, Uncle Mike," she moaned. "Oooobhhh, your finger is in my pussy."

"You're not cherry, are you, kid?"

"No."

"Then we can fuck."

"Yes, I want to."

He hungrily licked her boobs. "Maybe I just ought to suck your cunt and you can blow me."

"No, I want to fuck."

"Jesus, you're just a kid."

She reached for his prick. Impatient now, she rubbed his hard-on through his pants. "I don't care!" she hissed. "I want to fuck."

"Okay, kid, okay," he said nervously. "You want it, you'll get it."

He unzipped his fly and began mounting her. She stopped him with a purr.

"You can lick my pussy first," she said. He hesitated and then smirked. "I'm going to lick your pussy until you beg me to fuck you."

"Yes, that's what I want!"

She pulled his head down and they kissed. She thrust her tits into his chest. "I love fucking," she sighed. "I figured you did."

"You've been coming on to me lately."

"You've been sticking those cute tits in my face every time I see you."

"I guess we've both been coming on to each other."

He frowned. "You don't think your family has noticed, do you?"

She shook her head. "No, I don't. How about Aunt Carla?"

He grinned. "It'd probably turn her on to know, we were balling."

"You mean she wouldn't mind?"

"Hell, she'd kill me, but it'd turn her on."

"People are so funny."

He dry-humped her through his clothes while he nibbled her tits. She toyed with his hair and wrapped her legs around his back.

It suddenly occurred to her that she was naked and her uncle was fully dressed.

When would he start eating her? She wanted it. She was anxious for it. The idea of his mouth on her wet cunt blew her mind. Yet she hesitated asking for it again.

Her passion caused her to go limp against him. The beat of his lips on hers and his fingers on her pussy and tits made her delirious with passion.

Adding to her excitement was the fact that even if she wanted him to stop she couldn't make him. He was so strong and powerful and she felt so wonderfully helpless under him.

She widened the spread of her legs as he continued fondling her sensitive flesh. He squeezed and pinched her erect nipples and she encouraged him to caress her cunt.

She moaned softly when he thrust a finger against her clit and locked his lips over one of her nipples. He sucked an inch of her tit into his mouth and she held his head greedily.

"Eat me!" she cried, flailing her fists against him.

He guided her onto her back and she lay there quivering. Still fully clothed, he climbed over her and kissed and licked her tits.

He moved from one teenage melon to the other. His lips were parted and she felt his teeth on her nipples. Her nipples throbbed in response to his bites. Then she suddenly felt his prick pressing against her thigh.

She hadn't realized his cock was out. She tried to touch him, but he slid his hands down her body and lowered his weight over her.

"You're a hot baby," he said as she writhed her hips on the bed.

"I love it," she said, hot ecstasy and raw desire flowing through her.

He took her into his arms and kissed her. His prick strained against her crotch. Finally he sat up and pulled his pants and shorts off. His cock pulsated wildly and his eyes were half-shut.

She breathed deeply when his finger found the bud that was her clit. He rolled it slowly, using just the right amount of pressure.

"Uncle Mike, that's great," she said, tossing her head from side to side with abandon.

He sucked one of her tits into his mouth while he manipulated her clit. "You're delicious," he said.

"You haven't even tasted me yet."

His finger slid teasingly inside her cunthole. "But I will." He stroked the hot buttery folds of her pussy. "I happen to be a man who loves gash."

She toyed with his hair and the back of his neck while he tongued her tits. She groaned as he masturbated her.

Mike was a better lover than Bobby. She adored Bobby, but there was something about Mike that was so mature. So manly somehow.

She wondered for the first time what it would be like to fuck her father. She had never even let herself think about it. Her own father! Jesus, just thinking about it was a sin.

Now she let her wind wander. What was the harm in thinking about it? And what was the harm in doing it, provided she could get Jim into a bed.

"I'm going to eat you up," Mike said suddenly.

"Yummy."

"I'm going to lick your pussy until you beg for mercy."

The teenager bit her lip and wiggled her ass.

"I'm waiting."

He pinched her butt. "Little hot-pants."

"Do it, Uncle Mike."

She flinched when she felt big breath on her cunt. He brushed his lips lightly back and forth over her slit.

Any moment he would put his mouth on her clit and kiss her down there. Oh God, it was so exciting!

Instead of kissing her gash, be nibbled and licked her inner thighs. His wet tongue trailed lovingly on her heated flesh.

He finally brought his mouth up to her juicy cuntlips and kissed her pussy. She bucked her ass off the bed.

He began lashing his tongue over her clit. She shrieked and grabbed his head with both hands.

Her erected clit responded to his intimate caress. It throbbed and grew under his touch.

When her juices flowed into his mouth, he licked them up greedily. She raised her head and clamped her thighs around his ears.

Suddenly she wanted him inside her. She wanted his prick deep inside her hot little hairy snatch. She wanted him slicing into her and ripping her apart.

"Honey, you taste terrific," he said. "You're tonguing me so good, Uncle Mike." She mashed herself against his mouth and he cupped her ass and settled down for a long suck.

He tilted her ass back and feverishly licked her asscrack. He flicked his tongue-tip over her bung again and again.

She shook her ass in a frenzy. She came hard and then she came again. She screamed and he stiffened his tongue and plunged it into her cunthole.

"Fuck me, Uncle Mike!" she gasped. But he continued tongue-fucking her cunthole. She tried to expel it, but he held tight. He seemed to be getting great pleasure from sucking her twat.

Her next orgasm came with a intensity that shook her nearly off the bed. She bucked bet ass frantically and he held her down and continued sucking.

When she finally lay back exhausted, he slid up over her and drew her into his arms.

"Was it good for you?" he said.

"You're the best."

He pushed her head down and she knew what he wanted. "Suck my cock," he said.

"Yes, I want to."

She climbed between his legs and took his prick into her hands. With a joyous moan, she closed her lips around his bloated cockhead.

"I love it!" she hissed.

He snickered. "Suck it awhile and then we'll fuck."

She slid the moist ring of her lips an inch down his cockshaft. She used her tongue on his piss-slit, the way Bobby taught her.

He tasted different from Bobby. Manly was the word that came to mind. Daddy, she thought, now that Uncle Mike's going to fuck me, how about you?