Alice found herself in a terrible state. She'd tried to sleep but just couldn't doze off. For a long time she stared at the ceiling, wondering, wishing things that were against everything she knew was right. If only Mitch had at least kissed her before saying goodnight. But he'd been so drunk. The skinny dipping party had gotten crazy. Everybody running around naked and all had just been a big game. A lot of teasing and not much pleasing. And though she sensed that the girls were the ones who teased the boys more than the other way around, tonight it's been Alice who felt the most frustrated. Mitch couldn't have wanted her very badly. He'd just gone upstairs after a couple of feels. Alice wondered if something she'd done had turned him off. Or maybe Margaret was keeping a closer eye on him. But that couldn't be either since Mitch's wife had gone off with Billy in the boat.
Alice wondered if there was something going on between her aunt and her brother. Billy wasn't the type to fool around with older women. Especially when the older woman was his aunt! It was all so far-fetched and nutty. It was the strangest household she'd ever lived in, Alice decided. Her aunt and uncle were a lot weirder than her own mom and dad.
"Oh, hell, I just can't get to sleep." She swung her legs out of the bed and snapped on her bedside light. She'd pulled on a shorty nightgown and left off the pants. Her favorite way of sleeping unless it was without clothes altogether. She felt restless, unsatisfied. And it was the kind of hunger that a finger wouldn't help. She'd had other fingers pushed into her cunt now and somehow her own just didn't feet so exciting. She wondered what Lee was doing. Sleeping probably. Lee was a strange guy. He'd come on to her hot and heavy that first time out in the lake. But now he was just really laid back. Was it because Mitch was flirting with her so openly? God, the whole scene was about to drive her up the wall.
Alice got up and walked across her room to the window. A cool breeze was blowing in but it was still a very warm night. She went out to the hall and looked up and down it. Then she closed her door behind her and tip-toed in the direction of her cousin's room. She was surprised to see a dim glow coming from under the door.
"What kind of light could that be?" she breathed in the darkness. The door wasn't completely closed she noticed. Her breasts felt so heavy! She knew she'd come down to Lee's room because she wished he would talk to her, comfort her, touch her. Of course he was probably asleep. He'd left a light on while reading. There'd be no chance of seeing him because Alice wasn't about to wake him up. She couldn't let herself go that far. It was pretty obvious, her appearing outside his room without anything but a shorty gown on. Maybe if she could just get a glimpse of him.
Alice eased close to the door, her heart pounding. Only then did she hear the groan. It was a girl's voice and the shock of hearing that almost made Alice dizzy. She pushed her eyes close to the opening and gently touched the doorknob.
The strange light she'd first seen shining under the door was that of two candles. They made shadows flicker around the walls of Lee's room. And then she saw the figures on the bed. But, God, it was unbelievable! It was Betty, her red hair mussed, her small breasts heaving up and down. She was flat on her back, legs spread wide. Crouching between her thighs was her very own brother. Lee! Lee was doing something to his red-headed sister. Doing something that was against every law known to man. Alice put a hand to her mouth to smother a cry of amazement. Then she saw exactly what Lee was doing.
"Don't touch me Lee," Betty gasped. "Remember we can't ever touch. Or it would be a sin, darling."
"I won't, Betty. I never do, remember?"
"Ohhhhh, God, keep doing it like that. Yehhssss!"
Alice bit her bottom lip hard. Lee was pushing something in and out of his sister's pussy. It was white and long and slender. And it made a buzzing sound. A vibrator! Alice could hardly believe her eyes and ears. But Betty's reddened wound was glistening with sweat and love juice and each time Lee pulled the vibrator from her cunt, the girl's dainty tissues seemed to follow it, clasping tightly to the plastic. The slow way Lee did that part made Alice just about come unglued. Her knees shook and her breasts felt even heavier than before.
"His own sister," she whispered, a hand slipping against her tummy as she reacted unconsciously to the sex play in the candle-lit room. She didn't want to touch herself but the lips of her down-fringed cunt were glowing and juicy. She slid a fingertip along the smooth inner surface then dipped deeper.
Betty was digging her heels into the bed. Lee had a firm grip on the base of the vibrator and he was plunging it in and out much faster now. The crackling, slick sound of the redhead's hole being penetrated and emptied over and over again was like nothing Alice had ever heard before. It reminded her of when Mitch had fingerfucked her in that bar. But when she looked again at the size of the vibrator, it made her shiver.
"God, it's so big," she breathed to herself and her little hole pinched tight as if to protect itself from anything so grossly huge as that vibrator. But Alice remembered, too, that her uncle's cock was bigger.
"Ohhhh, Lee," Betty gasped, pumping her round bottom up from the bed. "Ohhhhh, God, Lee! God!"
"Is it good?"
"Ohhhhh, yesssss! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
"Tell me when you come," Lee hissed, bending lower. "I like to watch."
"You can do anything you want if you just don't stop doing th-th-that!" Betty's head flopped back and forth and a splash of red hair glinted in the candlelight. Alice's toes fanned out against the carpet. She was really getting worked up. And the erotic effect of seeing Lee do something so carnal to his very own sister was very powerful. Alice remembered how the boy had kissed her breasts and fingered her out on that dock and almost wished it was her on the bed instead of Betty. But of course she didn't really want that at all. That big plastic vibrator would split her in two pieces!
"Oh, I can't watch this any longer," Alice sighed, feeling her way along the wall. Her clit was so wet that the blonde curls surrounding it were plastered together. She knew she couldn't go back to bed yet. She'd just finger herself until she was exhausted. She'd already done that enough for one night.
She padded downstairs in the darkness thinking she could get a glass of milk or something to get her mind off sex. But the image of brother and sister playing secret games in bed stuck with her. Lee was so young, as young as she was. Betty was twenty-four or five, she couldn't remember which.
The glass of milk only helped while she was drinking it. But the fact that she wore no panties wasn't helping either. She could feel the soft slip of the shorty gown around her big tits. Her nipples were swollen out so that they were rubbed every time she made the slightest move. The sheer silk sanded and teased her flesh until she finished her milk in one gulp, washed the glass out at the sink and started back upstairs. It was the banister that stopped her. She was near the top when she remembered sliding down that very same banister as a child. And she remembered, too, the sensations it had given her. In puberty she'd realized the fantastic possibilities of the smooth, sloping wood rail. Yes, it'd been just after her birthday when she'd actually brought herself to climax by sliding down in her jeans. The crotch of her denims had heated up and a subtle friction had been created which brought her, closer and closer to that final release. Though she couldn't remember for sure, Alice thought it'd taken about ten times on the rail before she finally cam? For the first time in her life. That, last climb up to the top again had been so hard. Alice touched the smooth wood and licked her lips.
"Who would know?" she asked herself. And then she swung a long leg over and eased herself down. She let her chest rest on the wood, too, and steadied herself with her hands. Then she began to gently pump her ass. Her feet dangled in the air as she felt her cleft open against the varnished surface. There was the smack of her dripping folds sucking against the banister as she started sliding slowly down.
"Uhhhh, oh, God, it feels so goooood!"
Her breath puffed as she closed her eyes and concentrated on the smooth, hard pressure against her slit. It didn't take her ten times up and down to get off. She knew she was going to come before she reached the bottom. And then she was settling against the little upturned curve of wood at the bottom of the stairs, her slim ass plunging as she felt the tickling joy spread through her body.
"Ahhhhh, uhhhhhh, it's happening. Ohhhh, yes, it's g-g-good!"
Alice limped back upstairs, heading for her bed. The candles were still going in Lee's room but it was quieter when she passed. She fell across her mattress and went to sleep almost immediately. Rut during the night she woke up after a startling nightmare. Her uncle had tied her up and stripped off her clothes. He had pulled out his huge cock and forced it into her pussy. And then the dream turned bizarre. When Mitch had come inside her and pulled out his cock, Alice was immediately immersed in the violent pangs of birth. She watched the babies pop out of her ruined hole until she lost count. And then she slept again.
"You wouldn't mind watching the shop for an hour or two, would you Alice?" Margaret asked. They were the only ones down for breakfast and her aunt bent close to pour Alice another glass of orange juice.
"Course I wouldn't."
"We can drive into town in a little bit. My regular salesgirl is sick and I've got some business at the bank to see about." Margaret cleared the plates and ran the sink full of water. "I think I'll leave these dishes for Betty."
The mention of her cousin made Alice's tits tingle. She remembered vividly how Betty's pussy had looked with that vibrator going in and out of it. Or had it just been a hot sex dream in the middle of the night? Had Alice dreamed the thing about the banister, too? No, she could still feel that thick, slick wood sliding tip between her labia as her clit exploded as she slid inch by inch to the bottom.
"Alice, are you still there?" Margaret laughed. "What on earth were you just thinking about? You looked a million miles away."
Alice felt herself blush. Margaret's smile told her that her aunt had guessed that the thoughts had been pretty risque. Margaret save a little nod and turned to what she'd been doing at the sink.
"The hope Mitch hasn't been bothering you too much," she said, pushing her dark hair out of her face. "He can be a terrible bore. He things he's God's gift to women. But I can tell you for sure he isn't."
"I don't understand," Alice said. She guessed that it would be best to keep quiet and play dumb. She didn't want to start a family hassle anymore than Margaret did. But when it came to men, she was pretty weak. Even as her aunt warned her, Alice was remembering the way Mitch's finger had felt sliding into her tiny cunthole.
"Oh, you understand. Haven't you seen the way Mitch has been flirting with you?"
"I guess so. I thought he was just being nice." Alice knew she was blushing again. She knew that if Margaret turned, she'd see the guilt written all over her face. She picked up the rest of the dirty dishes and carried them to the sink.
"Oh, he'll be nice as hell to you all right," Margaret continued. "I just didn't want you to let him take advantage. I'm not embarrassed to say it Alice. My husband has a hard time keeping it in his pants when young chicks are around." Margaret smiled but there was a knowing expression in her eyes. "And you, my dear niece, are an especially sexy young chick."
"You make me feel funny, Aunt Margaret."
"Well, I certainly don't want you to feel unwelcome here." Margaret wiped her hands on a towel and tossed over the back of a chair. "Let's drive in to town and I'll show you how to mind the boutique, what do you say to that?"
"Sounds like fun," Alice replied brightly. "I've always wanted to be surrounded by new clothes."
"I'll even let you pick something out to keep," her aunt said. "Just for doing me this favor."
"Oh, wow, Aunt Margaret, you're super."
It didn't take Alice but a few minutes to understand how to use the charge card machine and how to use the list for people one couldn't accept a check from. Margaret left her with the instructions that she should pick out something for herself when she had time. Alice was thrilled. And she made it up in her mind that she was going to turn over a new leaf in her life. If she expected to stay very long with her aunt and uncle she certainly couldn't be getting embroiled in any domestic tangles. That meant she had to keep clear of Lee and Mitch. She would stay in her room from now on when they were around. Or at least she could avoid any kind of activities, which might put her in a compromising position. Especially with Mitch. Margaret's casual advice that morning had been pretty clear. Stay away from her husband.
A few customers came in to paw through the dresses. Alice sold her a few items and circulated through the shop. It was half past ten when something disconcerting happened. A young girl went into one of the changing cubicles to try something on. After a few minutes Alice started to wonder about her. She tip-toed closer to the booth and saw the small bare feet of the youngster. Then she heard the sigh of pleasure. The sound was unmistakable. Alice knew at once that the girl was masturbating. Her breath was raspy and quick and every so often she'd bit the side of the booth with her elbow or knee, Alice wasn't sure which.
She knew that she should just leave the girl alone until she could politely get rid of her. It was obvious that the child had no money. Trying on a garment was only a ploy to get a little privacy. She probably hated to do it in a public bathroom. Who didn't? But instead of following her own advice, Alice was drawn to what was taking place in that booth. Until at last she entered the booth beside the one the girl occupied and climbed up on the low seat. Standing on tiptoes, Alice could just reach the top edge with her chin. She moved slowly so as not to make any sound. Then she peeked over.
"Whuuhhh, ohhhhhh," the girl groaned, hardly able to smother the sounds of joy. She was a small, skinny kid with almost no tits at all. And Alice could clearly tell that she was even younger than she'd thought. The girl was stark naked.
Between her fingers she held something strange-looking. Until Alice finally realized what it was and had to bite her lip to keep from crying out with surprise. The tender nymph had made herself a cock out of modeling clay and then covered it with a rubber. The clay was flesh colored to make it seem more real. The rubber was glistening with the teens fresh, hot juices. She was pushing that thing slowly in and out of her hairless slit. Alice watched it disappear with astonishment. The thing was at least seven inches long. But this teen was taking it to the hilt every time.
My God, Alice thought. I'm bigger than she is by a whole lot. Why can't I do something like that? She felt suddenly very inadequate. She was no woman at all, not even as much a woman as that little teeny-bopper with the clay cock.
By now the girl had braced her small feet against the corners of the booth and was leaning back, eyes glazed with joy. Her frizzy blonde hair dangled half over her face and her fingers were wet too where the sex juice had dripped back down to the base of the clay cock. Her hot little hole sucked around the rubber-sheathed penis like a small, hungry animal.
"Woweeee, ohhhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Alice could see the rise and fall of the teens chest. Her small nipples were dark against the immature pink of her areola. And the barely distinct swell of each breast quivered as she bucked her boyish hips and rammed the home-made phallus as deep as it would go.
Alice saw the youngster shiver like a stake had been run through her belly. And then she was coming, her eyes closed, mouth open. Alice climbed down quickly and busied herself in another part of the store. When the girl came from the booth she was dressed again and her complexion glowed with health and happiness.
"Thanks for letting me look," she told Alice. "But I guess I won't buy anything today. I can't find quite what I'm looking for."
"Are you sure you didn't find it?" Alice said, unable to resist a little poke. The girl blinked innocently and shook her head.
"No, but thanks again for letting me look." She left with her small paper bag.
Alice put the frocks back on the hangers after the girl was gone. Then she started looking for herself with no customers in the place she could concentrate on what her aunt had in stock. She went down the aisles, fanning through the racks of lovely dresses and outfits.
After the third change of clothes, Alice decided to try something daringly sexy. She'd passed it up twice before because it seemed a little too much. But now she couldn't resist slipping it over her shoulders. It was a short dress more like an ice-skating costume than something one would wear on the street. The flowered skirt flared over her bottom just enough to cover it. When she bent over, she knew that her panties showed to anyone who might happen to be interested. The panties she had on were the skimpiest of bikini type underwear. She hardly felt like she was wearing anything at all underneath the sexy outfit. She twirled before a mirror, her blonde hair flying out from her shoulders.
"God, it feels so sinful!" She examined her reflection from every angle. There was probably not one man on the face of the earth who could see her and not lose his cool. Yet she felt so dumb. Especially after watching that mere child do such terribly sophisticated things to her own body. It was all Alice could do to get a finger in herself.
She was still considering whether or not to take the sexy dress as a gift from Margaret when the bell tingled, announcing another customer. But it wasn't a customer at all, Alice saw upon turning. It was her Uncle Mitch. He was using a key he had to lock the front door behind him. Then be turned an out to lunch sign around and started towards the back of the shop. Alice ducked into a changing booth. She'd left her clothes in a different one and would have to hope that her uncle wouldn't discover her there in that extremely sexy frock. But when his footsteps came from the back of the shop she knew that he was going to smell her out. He knew she was watching the shop for Margaret. And he hadn't locked the place up for nothing.
"Hey beautiful, I know you're hiding somewhere. You might as well come out and talk to me."
Alice cowered against the corner of the booth. She heard Mitch stop outside. Then he tried the door. She'd locked it of course. And now he knew.
"Okay, time to let me in, baby. You know why I'm here. I'm going crazy with wanting you. The other night I think I just about flipped when your hot little pussy closed down on my finger. So all I've been thinking about is how that little hole would feel closing down on my cock."
"Nhhoooooo!" Alice shuddered, too afraid to keep quiet any longer. Her uncle reached over the top of the booth and undid the latch. Then he was standing there before her. Her escape was blocked. She watched him undo his belt and slide his pants down.
"Margaret will be back," Alice cried.
"I just saw her at the bank. She's all tied up in some kind of red tape. She won't be back for another hour at least." His shorts were next and the upward swing of his cock made Alice almost pee her skimpy panties. His cock looked even bigger than it had seemed under the table when she'd had her hands on it.
"Mitch, I promised Margaret that I wouldn't…"
"Wouldn't play around with her old man? Aw, to hell with Margaret." He had his shirt off now. His muscles rippled and his cock throbbed darkly at the tip. It looked like something one could beat a person into unconsciousness with. He hard, hot. Alice couldn't seem to draw her eyes away from it. Mitch reached out suddenly and grabbed her by the hair.
"You'd better get used to it right now," he said, puffing her down. She was forced to go down on her knees on the carpet of the changing booth. Mitch still blocked the doorway, his feet spread on the rug. He pinched her behind the jaw and she opened her mouth with a scream.
"Don't make me get rough," he warned, "cause I'm here to get what I want. I'm not leaving without it."
"Mitch, ohhhh, God, don't do this!"
"What do you mean? You know you want it as bad as I want to give it to you."
"Nhoooo!"
"You want to feel this chunk of hot cock sliding between those white thighs."
"Mitch, don't say these things." She was staring up at him for mercy, her eyes sad and damp. His cock bobbed only a few inches from her lips. She shuddered to think of what her uncle had in mind. It was then that she saw a small camera in his hand. She watched him insert an equally small flash bulb.
"I hope you're ready for a meal," he smiled, eyes glinting.
"Mitch, I'm your niece! Have you forgotten?"
"That's one thing I haven't forgotten." He wound a long hank of her blonde hair around his fingers. His feverish glans bumped under her chin and Alice closed her eyes. But he had her jaw again then, forcing it open. She felt the bulging knob brush between her lips and then inside her mouth. She made a muffled gasp of surprise as her tongue dipped and fluttered from the shock she felt.
"Ohhhh!" she groaned, her hands pressing against her uncle's thighs. But he held her close, pumping his strong ass a little as her tongue continued to twitch against the underside of his cock. She could feel the little lumps there on the bottom of the tip. She could taste the hot male musk of him and feel the tickle of his cockhair as his balls swung forward under her chin. How much of that thing was he going to ram down her throat? She swallowed her head from side to side as he continued to fuck her mouth. She knew that the tip was going to choke her if he kept on. It was rubbing the sides of her molars now!
"Ghhhaaaaa!"
"Ohhh, shit, you, sweet little chunk of pussy!" He forced her head forward and back, forward and back. A dribble of spit trickled from the corner of her mouth and hung from her chin for a moment before splatting down on her thigh. She was still on her knees on the carpet before him. Her eyes closed in shame and embarrassment.
"Every woman should know how to suck cock," Mitch said, voice heavy with lust. She was aware of the flash going off. He advanced the film and called her to look up. No sooner had she turned her big blue eyes up at him than he flashed another snapshot. She gave a little whimper of defeat. Mitch put the camera aside and held her head with both hands. Then he thrust his cocktip into the tightness between her tonsils. Alice thrashed around on the floor as her gagging reflexes made her stomach buck violently. But Mitch kept ramming that huge cock into her mouth until his balls were pressed tight against her chin. At last the convulsions passed and Alice hung there limp and defeated, her uncle's cock throbbing hotly against the very back of her throat.
"I wanted to let you eat my cum," he said, out of breath, "but looking at you in that dress really turns me on to something else."
"UHhhhh! Ghhhhhhuuhh," Alice moaned, feeling him pulling his cock slowly from her mouth. She licked her lips and looked up at him. That thing was even bigger now and glistening with her saliva. Her uncle pulled her up onto her feet and pulled a piece of cord from his pants on the floor. Alice was helpless to resist as he bound her wrists together and pulled them straight up over her head. There was a clothes hook on the wall behind and Mitch tied the cord securely to it.
"Ohhhhh, Mitch, it'll kill me if you do this! It will kill me so you might as well just do it first so I won't feel so much pain!" Alice was shaking violently. She knew that her tiny little hole wouldn't take anything like Mitch had between his legs. He came forward to press his prick between her thighs. She could just barely touch the floor of the booth with her toes. She didn't have enough room to swing herself out of the way. Mitch fingered the crotchband of her panties until he'd succeeded pushing the dainty silk up into her crevice. Then he pulled the skimpy covering to one side and plunged a finger into her hole.
"Yuuuhhhh!" Alice cried, her body jerking from the force of the penetration. She felt him slide in, felt it going deep until his knuckles were bumping against her dainty pink folds. But surprisingly enough it didn't hurt. She was amazed. Mitch moved his finger around inside her and then began to fuck her with slow, careful movements.
"You don't really think I'd do you any serious bodily harm, do you?" he smiled, kissing her forehead.
"I-I don't know."
"This is going tote good. For both of us." He pulled his finger out so slowly that Alice actually found herself straining after it. Her cuntlips pressed forward as she humped her back. Mitch began to unbutton the front of her dress. Her breasts fell free.
"Ohbhhh, Uncle Mitch, stop!"
"So you like it now?" He slipped the dress down off her legs. Only her panties remained.
"Nhhuuuhhh!"
"You remember the other night at the bar, don't you? When you just about passed put you were liking it so much."
"Uncle Mitch, this isn't right."
"What about this?" He took her in his arms and kissed her hard on the mouth. The rub of his tongue going in and out between her teeth made Alice feel weak and giddy. Her nipples enlarged as her uncle's chest pressed them. She felt his thicker, harder belly brushing against her flat, soft one. And as he kissed her, Alice felt him pressing the head of his cock against her swollen lips. The smack of her juices sounded extremely sexy as the glans of her uncle's cock forced into the hot, velvety folds. She tried to stay still but her clit was being rubbed and she couldn't help from rocking her hips from side to side to increase the subtle friction.
"Whoooo," she gasped, feeling hot and feverish now. Her uncle was stroking the slender shape of her body, caressing her breasts and then kissing them. She almost fainted as he sucked a blood-hot nipple between his teeth and began to feast on it.
"Mnimmuuuhhh!"
"Yeah, you like it."
"Mitch! I c-c-can't think straight."
"But your little pussy is sucking at my finger like it can hardly wait for something bigger."
"Nhhooooo!"
He put his juice-smeared hand up before her face. She stared at it in a daze. Then he wiped her own sexy wetness across her upper lip and back across her cheeks. The heavy odor made her give a cry of lust.
"Feel it again?" her uncle asked, rubbing his cock up between her pussy lips again. She wiggled, hands bound tightly to the clothes hook above her head. Then he was pushing upwards. Pushing hard. Her blonde curls were plastered back and her inner lining puffed out from the excitement she felt. She could tell that she was somehow fitting down around her uncle's huge cock. She wasn't really fucked yet, but her hole was stretching, her clasping folds covering more and more cockflesh. As Mitch kept getting under her more, lifting her, she knew that her weight would do the rest. If he lifted her very far up that wall, she couldn't brace herself on anything to keep from being skewered. "Ohhh, it's gonna go in!" she babbled. "I can feel it tearing me!"
"You have a tough little cherry," her uncle whispered, biting her earlobe hungrily. "But it'll be better to get rid of the damned thing."
"Ohhh, God, Mitch, I'm scared."
"And you want it too, don't you? You want to get fucked."
"Yes! I mean, no!" She gulped and tried to think straight. Her body tingled and glowed. She felt almost like she was floating. Even her wrists didn't hurt anymore where Mitch had tied them. She dangled from the hook, her uncle's cock wedging itself deeper with every passing second.
"Stop! You'll get me pregnant!"
"No chance. I had my cords cut. That way I can play around with my young niece as much as I want and she won't have to worry." Alice was sure he was lying to her.
"Ohhh, it's hurting. I can feel my hole getting bigger." And then there was a tearing sensation and she felt her own weight pressing her down, down over the head of her uncle's big prick. Her pussy dripped blood. The hot rivulet went down one thigh and puddled at her toes where she tried to hold herself up. Mitch growled with victory and grabbed her slender body. His big arms crushed the air from her chest and her breasts flattened against him. She let her head flop to the side as he ate at her neck and chin. Then his hips gave an animal-like lunge and she opened her mouth to scream. No scream came. Instead she let out a shuddering whimper as Mitch's cock penetrated her at least six inches. He gave another little jerk and it went in another two. She quivered there, stuck on that hot, stiff thing!
"Ho, whuuuuhhh, Mitch!"
"You got it baby, you got it all!"
"Uhhhhh!"
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Hurts. Hurts!"
"But it feels good too."
"Yehhhssss. Feels good. Feels soooo good!" She kissed him back then, let him suck her hot tongue. He was holding her up enough so that her weight wasn't on her arms. She just sagged back against the wall as he thrust and bit her neck and took her up and up on a winding spiral of lust delight. The friction, the hurt was good. She could feel the hot, hard rub of his prick inside her. She could feel her fresh wound being tortured by his hugeness. But the pain added somehow to her feeling of pleasure. It was pleasure without doubt. It made her want to bite him back. And Alice did. She bit his shoulder until he winced and found her mouth with his and pushed his tongue almost to the back of her throat. Then he was butting her with his body, banging her ass against the back of the booth.
"Yuhhh, ohhhh nice! Nice, Mitch, good, Mitch. Ohhhhh, shit, fuck me!"
"That's the way baby," he grunted, giving her his cock until she felt a stretching tingle way up inside her belly. He was pressed against the mouth of her womb now! She was really getting fucked good.
"Faster Mitch! Ohhhhh do it to me faster!"
Now her legs weren't just hanging limply to the floor. Her muscles hardened and she lifted them up and hooked them over her uncle's hips. Then she scissors her ankles and squeezed, using this position to hold herself up some. Her ass was free to work and she worked it like crazy. She could feel that rigid shaft stuffed so deeply into her soft insides. Her hole still ached from the terrible stretching and her hymen leaked a continuous drip of blood. But the pleasure was wiping out most of the pain. Whatever hurt was left, Alice couldn't bother to pay attention to. She let her bottom jerk and wriggle as she stripped her uncle's prick by riding up and down with her pussy. She pulled against the hook where her wrists were still tied, lifting herself until only the throbbing glans was still embedded inside her lips. Then with a breathless whimper she made circles with her ass as she let herself down again.
"Alice. Ohhh, baby, that's fantastic!"
"Uhhhhh, Mitch, I'm about to lose my mind!"
"Get up high again, sweetheart. Yeah! Like that!" He lurched upwards, trying to fuck her deeper but she held herself just out of reach. Only his cocktip sucked and pressed at the clasped opening of her vagina. Then again she let him have an inch, two inches, four inches. He grunted with want and she quickly pulled it away from him.
"Give! Give to Mitch!"
"You want it awful bad."
"I sure do!" He pulled at her slim hips and smothered his groan between her plump, warm tits.
She let her head fall back against the wall as he sucked a nipple between his teeth and began to chew it gingerly. But she held her pussy high, smiling at the way her uncle was trying to climb the thin wall of the booth to get to her. Her arms trembled to hold her weight and she kept her legs tightly wound around his waist. He gave another lunge and the hook came out of the wall with a ripping sound. She let her arms fall around his neck. Her wrists were still bound as they crashed backwards against the door. Mitch unlocked it and they were suddenly spinning before a set of minors.
"Oh look at us!" Alice squealed, as excited by her own reflection as she was by her uncle's. The blood that leaked down her white skin seemed to add to the sexuality of the scene. She hugged him and let herself slip weakly down again. His cock went into her swollen pussy an inch at a time and Alice, rested her chin on her uncle's shoulder and watched in one of the big mirrors as the juices spread down into his balls and cock hair. There was a slippery sound as he went in to the hilt. Then she pumped frantically and closed her eyes, as her climax shot through her like a fiery arrow.
"It's getting tighter," Mitch whispered. "God Alice, it's really closing down. It's about to squeeze the jizz right out of me!"
"Oh, let it come!" she babbled. "Let it spurt real deep!"
And something was spurting. She could feel the spasms that rode up his shaft with each fountain of hat own. Then there was liquid squirting out from her cunt. It was creamy and slick and it went down her leg to mingle with the blood. She kissed her uncle's mouth so hard that she tasted blood. He crushed her in his big arms and they sank to the carpet to pump and fight each other in the throes of orgasm. Alice could hear them as if she were watching from another spot outside her own body. She knew it must sound like a couple of animals going at it. She didn't care what they sounded like. Her uncle's big cock was sliding in and out of her pussy. The itchy goodness spread and exploded and spread again to explode even more fantastically. Her body was wracked with an ecstatic convulsion that hardly let her breathe. She was dizzy, almost passing out. She couldn't bother with any other thought than what was happening to her at that exact moment! The heavy slap of Mitch's balls against the underside of her ass. The hot roughness of his mouth smothering hers. The spearing thickness that threatened to tear her in two! And all of it peaked finally into the last upward spiral of pleasure. Alice opened her mouth and screamed.
"Baby, baby," Mitch grunted, still plunging at her. Alice screamed again. And then everything blacked out.