Joe Lawton

Sister in heat

CHAPTER ONE

The instant Lorna Wild awakened, she sat up beside the softly snoring Adam Benbow and wrapped a handful of fingers around his lipstick smudged cock, then tried to get it nice and hard again for her hot and hungry cunt. For a few seconds she hugged his prick in her hand to enjoy the feel of it. Then she started stroking. Her full and heavy breasts shook while she pumped up and down on Adam's deeply veined and rubbery shaft.

His cock quivered in her tight grip, but outside of this nothing happened.

Not one to take no for an answer from any man's cock, the flame-haired and emerald-eyed divorcee of three days moistened her ripe red lips, then dipped her head and gulped its pale pink knob into her warm and eager mouth. She clamped down with her lips. Simultaneously she brought her tongue into play, and momentarily she felt Adam's tasty prick stretch and grow hard against her teeth. A few more licks and sucks got her a small sample of his jism. By this time her now blazing pussy was doing some flowing of its own.

Fucked, she needed to get fucked.

With great reluctance Lorna removed Adam Benbow's steel-hard cock from her jism craving mouth, then kissed his egg-sized balls before she lifted her beautiful face from between his scissored legs and asked, "Are you awake, lover?"

The tall, dark and handsome attorney Lorna had chosen to shack-up with her during her last night in Key Biscayne came up on both elbows and grinned at her over the wobbling tip of his towering cock.

"Who can sleep with someone like you in the same bed with him? Not that I'd want to anyhow. Especially when I realize it might be a long time before I see you again. I'll miss you, Lorna, but since you haven't gone yet, scoot up here so I can kiss those big tits of yours good morning and good-bye."

Lorna gave the tiny jism-oozing aperture on the underside of Adam's glowing cockhead a quick stab with the tip of her tongue before she slithered into position beside him, then twisted to her back so his lips could easily reach their intended destination. The dark-ringed nipples of her firm and unsagging breasts were as stiff as Adam's prick, and tingling with the same lust that filled her yearning and burning cunt. She took a deep breath that made her tits tremble provocatively, then gasped with ecstasy when Adam flopped to his belly and trapped the nearest nipple between his strong lips to suck on it.

Reflexively, Lorna's arms coiled around Adam's neck to hug him closer to her captured breast. At the same time her long legs drifted apart to make it easier for his groping right hand to find and do whatever it wanted to her damp and fluttering cunt.

Hips still and legs spread as wide as she could get them, she held her breath and waited for his hand to reach her pussy. When the heel of his hand grazed her jutting pink clit she made a tiny whimpering sound, but after he bolted his finger deep in her cunt she bucked her shapely ass against it and cried out, "Oooh, I'm so close to getting a come from what you just did! Do it some more! Wiggle your finger while you fuck me with it! Give it to me good!"

Adam mumbled around the stiff nipple she had crammed tightly in his mouth. "Like this?"

"No! Deeper, harder, faster! Go, Adam! Finger-fuck the come out of my cunt! Oooh, that feels so wonderful! So does the tit sucking you're giving me! Keep it up! Suck me, fuck me! Ah, ah, I'm so close to getting my nuts! Bring me all the way! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Responding to the primitive urgency in her passion-clotted voice, Adam started to gnaw on the already sensitive nipple he was sucking and raking with his teeth. During this same instant he increased the speed of the long finger he was drilling and grinding in her snapping cunt. When he pressed his granite-hard cock against Lorna's bucking hip she felt it throbbing. Jism was leaking out of the miniature hole beneath the hot cockhead, but she wasn't concerned about him blowing his virile nuts before he finished sucking her tit and finger-fucking her into a delicious come.

Not Adam Benbow. Last night he had proven himself to be a man who had perfect control over his prick while it was in her mouth, asshole, and buried to the balls in the steaming depths of her wild and woolly pussy. This morning he was still in command of his cock.

Back and forth his long finger darted between the slippery and milking lips of Lorna's frothing cunt, and with each inward thrust she felt herself getting closer and closer to the come she wanted, needed. Every dig of Adam's finger jolted, and every jolt was heavenly, causing her to pant, "Fuck the come out of my pussy, lover! You know how to do it! Bend your finger inside my cunt! Yes, yes, like that! Again, again! I'm almost there! Fuck me faster with your finger! So close! Now, now! Make me come, make me come!"

Adam did his damnedest to give Lorna the come she wanted. Still sucking and nibbling on her tit, he pulled his long finger nearly all, the way out of her tormented cunt, then quickly butted it back with such great force it knocked the breath out of her. Simultaneously he bent his finger at both joints. That did it! Lorna tensed, then shuddered violently, and abruptly a loud and ragged sigh of pleasure jumped out of her open mouth while she juiced her pussy.

When Lorna's body finally stopped quivering Adam released the lip grip he had on her mahogany colored nipple, then waited for her arms to loosen from around his neck before he lifted his sweaty face from her rocking breasts.

"Got you pretty good that time, didn't I?"

Lorna did a lazy squirm over the unmoving finger still embedded in her temporarily appeased cunt and winked.

"Getting this woman's nuts off is what you do better than most men I've taken on, including my ex-husband."

"That makes me feel good."

"I know something that will make you feel better."

She slid her hip away from his savagely drumming cock and caught it in her hand, then squealed, "Oooh, this big rascal feels like it's loaded with jism!"

"Keep jerking like you are and it won't be loaded very long."

Lorna licked her lips.

"Mmmm, I wouldn't mind sucking you off so I could gulp every thick and creamy drop of what's waiting to break loose from this beautiful cock of yours. However, if you'd rather fuck me in my asshole or cunt…"

Adam silenced her by corkscrewing his long finger inside her cunt, then jerked it free and flopped to his back so hard the entire bed shook, but not hard enough to liberate his cock from her lightly clutching hand.

The surprised look on Lorna's face tickled the shit out of Adam. He laughed, then grimaced when she palmed his big balls and applied a bit of pressure to get revenge for what he had unexpectedly done to her pussy with his finger, only she was careful not to squeeze too hard and really put the hurt on him. This she didn't want.

Not while there was all that hot and gooey jism still left in his cock.

"Oh, stop yelling like a rape victim," Lorna teased Adam who wasn't making a sound. "All I'm doing is playing with your balls."

Adam reached out and grabbed two handfuls of her slightly mussed hair. "Will you please shut the fuck up and start sucking before I come all over my own belly?"

Lorna moistened her lips while she skinned Adam's bloated prick downward to unhood its velvety cockhead.

"The only place you're going to squirt this healthy load of jism you've got stored in your cock is in my mouth. Like real quick. Like right now."

Adam untangled his fingers from Lorna's hair and let her set the pace. For a couple of seconds she sat there and admired the beautiful and pulsating cock she was holding. Then she bent it toward her ovaled mouth and proceeded to lick the glowing knob.

She worked slowly, tenderly. The tip of her expert tongue circled the rim of Adam's huge cockhead for a full minute, and then she moved her mouth to taste the come leaking from the underside of it. At the same time she cupped his heavy balls in her left hand and toyed with them. Soon Adam's passion charged ass was bouncing all over the rumpled bed, and once she nearly lost her grip on his jism-slick cock. A smile curved her mouth. Now he was more than ready for a blow job. So was she.

Moving her left hand away from Adam's hot nuts, Lorna clutched the deeply veined shaft at its thick base and crammed the tip of his prick into her mouth, then tightened her lips over it and started working to suck the jism out of it. She knew how. The man she had married at the tender age of sixteen had taught her well.

Lorna's teeth and tongue came into play while her head danced up and down, and with each downward plunge she took more and more of Adam's bloated cock inside her mouth. There was no discomfort. Not even when she felt the huge knob bull its way beyond her tonsil area and slither down into her throat. Not even when Adam suddenly pushed against the back of her head to give her every throbbing inch of his dick, then twisted his body so that in a moment he was on top of her, his damp asscheeks resting lightly on her full and springy breasts, rasping as he did, "If I hurt you by doing this, I'm sorry."

As she had been trained to do by her ex-husband, Lorna made a gargling sound around the cock lodged in the depths of her throat to let Adam know that their change of positions had brought no pain, and then she compressed her lips so that he would really enjoy and remember this good-bye fuck he was about to give her mouth.

Abruptly Lorna felt another come building up in her cunt when Adam backed his prick out of her throat, then started fucking her mouth as if it were her pussy. He sawed his cock between her tense lips with piston-like precision. Soon her riderless hips began to jerk with frenzy, and now a glazed quality washed into her eyes while she sucked and teethed on the prick Adam was putting to her mouth. Instinctively she squeezed her legs together and tried for a friction come but it didn't happen. She was distracted as Adam popped his nuts.

Thick pellets of salty-sweet jism struck the back of Lorna's throat, the roof of her mouth, and suddenly she was gulping like mad to keep up with the tremendous load Adam was discharging. Blast after blast ripped out of his rampaging cock, and every warm and tangy gob was delicious. She swallowed and kept swallowing, until the strong flow from his cock turned into a weak trickle, and then she went limp beneath him.

With great reluctance Adam withdrew his already softening prick from between Lorna's lips, then waited until she licked a stray droplet of jism from the corner of her mouth before he swung clear of her, then said, "Now I know why old Jake Wild cried after you divorced him. Your cunt, mouth and asshole… once you give them to a man they become erotic places he's never really been… no matter how many other women he's used his cock on before you came along. No shit. You're special."

"Thanks, but at the moment I'm still too hot in the cunt to appreciate your compliment. Finish me."

"With a limp cock?"

"Do what you did last night."

She steepled and spread her legs. "Eat my pussy."

Adam didn't have to be coaxed. Without hesitation he scooted into position and kissed the nipples of her heaving breasts. She made a small whimpering sound, then shivered when his moist mouth left her tits and drifted down toward her hot and bothered cunt. Adam worked with maddening slowness. He kissed her quivering flesh and tongued her navel, her right knee, and then did the same thing to her crimson tipped toes. Every inch of her body ached with want.

"Oh, Adam, don't torture me like this! I want your tongue in my cunt! Give it to me! Now, now!"

"Yes," Adam murmured when he pushed his sweat masked face between her scissored legs to clamp his voracious mouth over the wet and meaty lips of her cunt, "now."

Lorna shrieked with delight when Adam drilled his stiff and thick slab of tongue into the flaming pit of her cunt, then coiled her legs around his back and started bucking and grinding against it with pagan frenzy. Her entire body was alive to every sensation Adam's probing and flogging tongue created in her pussy, and she could feel her clit becoming larger. She panted and writhed, then howled with more pleasure when his brow struck her jutting clit so hard she nearly fainted, it was that fantastic.

For a fraction of a second Lorna went limp, too weak to struggle against the delightfully twisting and goring tongue inside her blazing cunt. The room went out of focus; she went with it. Then her awareness returned. She filled her lungs with air.

Nobody ever knocked me numb with a tongue before. Nobody even came close, not even my ex-husband, she thought.

Momentarily Lorna's mind cleared all the way, and when it did she tightened her thighs against Adam's ears, then brought her hips and ass alive with motion again. She raked and scraped her cunt against his teeth while the flames of lust threatened to consume her quivering flesh. Her body heaved and twisted with pleasure. Animal sounds jumped out of her throat while she held his head locked to her pussy. She wanted more of him. She wanted all that she could get of his flogging tongue and sucking lips before she took off in her station wagon for a place still remembered but long unseen.

"Suck my cunt, Adam, suck it dry!"

Adam didn't stop sucking and licking Lorna's cunt for one second. He was really laying into her juicy pussy with his mouth and his tongue. Making noises while he went down on her. Loud slurping sounds that drove her wilder than she already was, causing her to cry out again, "Go, you cunt lapper, go! Suck me, lick me, bite me! Eat me up, eat me off! Oooh, I love the way you're fucking my cunt with your tongue! Fuck me harder, fuck me faster! Ah, that feels so Goddamn good!"

Lorna's passion kept mounting while Adam bent and raked her cunt with his expert and relentless tongue, and ravaged her with his mouth. The churning of her guts warned her that relief was on its way, but to insure a quicker come she started playing with her violently quaking breasts while Adam lapped her pussy, and in less than twenty seconds she spewed her come all over his squirming and driving tongue.

Sharp gusts of air ripped out of Lorna's open mouth the instant her cunt exploded with a come, and as she went convulsively from one climax to the next, her eyes rolled back until only their whites showed. Both hands quit kneading and slid clear of her rioting breasts, while at the same time her thighs and legs tightened around Adam's head to hold his still snaking and stabbing tongue in place, but abruptly they went as limp as the rest of her body when a final popping of the nuts sent her all the way down into the darkness…

From a seemingly great distance Lorna heard Adam ask anxiously, "Are you all right?"

Lorna waited for the room to stop spinning before she answered. "I feel beautiful. So did your tongue in my cunt. Damn, damn, did your tongue ever feel good in my cunt!"

Lorna's tits trembled again when she sat up beside him. "I have to take this trip back to Idaho, Adam. The only family I have left is there."

"You told me. Your kid brother."

"I haven't seen Will since he was twelve. I've missed him like hell, Adam. We used to be pretty close before I left home. Real close. I want it to be that way again."

"Does Will know you're coming home?"

"Not yet."

"Then why don't you stay here with me for a few more days before you take to the freeways?"

"I can't, Adam. I'm already nine years overdue."

Lorna grabbed his limber cock and stretched to give its lipstick smudged knob a quick and final kiss, then lifted her head and smiled at him.

"Hey, stop looking so fucking gloomy. I'm only going to Idaho for a visit. I'll be back."

Nothing more was said. Nothing more needed to be said. They both knew that Lorna was going home for good.

CHAPTER TWO

Fuck, Christine Yeager thought while she stood at the kitchen window and watched Will Morgan go into the ramshackle barn with Opal Tucker. Morning, noon and night, all her boss ever wanted to do was fuck.

The slender and extremely small breasted Chris envied Will Morgan's zest for lust. Opal Tucker's, too. Chris wished she could be as passionate as them, but miracles only seemed to happen to other people, not her.

Sadness touched her face when she remembered the rodeo rider who had taken her cherry when she was fourteen. She had received no pleasure from his cock. He popped his nuts; she didn't. Now she was nineteen, and she still had her first come to get.

Taking a stiff prick in her cunt did nothing for Chris. Every time Will Morgan pushed his colossal cock between the dry lips of her pussy she faked passion. She pumped her slender hips and wiggled her ass, but never as good as Will deserved. Giving him a blow job was different because she loved the taste of jism. Taking Will's prick up her ass wasn't bad, either. It was getting fucked in the cunt that always left her aching, empty and wanting. She sighed. Just once she would like to find out how it felt to have her pussy come.

Almost daily Chris wondered why she was unable to come when Will Morgan fucked her cunt. Like his father who had died three months back, Will was an expert cocksmith. Not once had he given her pain, nor pleasure. Except when he fucked her asshole or let her suck him off. Then her pussy became a little wet. And sometimes when he cornholed her, or when she sucked his cock, she almost got her nuts off. Almost but not quite – the story of her sex life.

Chris found it unnecessary to tell Will Morgan she had a cold cunt. From the first time he had climbed into bed with her he had sensed her feelings toward straight fucking. Taking his cock in her ass and in her mouth kept her from feeling like a complete failure. Still, no matter how much ass or mouth she gave Will, it never seemed to be enough. Will's appetite for sex was tremendous, and it was this constant gnawing hunger that made his a restless cock.

Tall and ruggedly handsome, her young and fairly rich boss had no problems getting all of the extra side pussy his overactive libido demanded. He attracted hot-assed girls like a magnet. Chris knew about the two barmaids he was fucking in Whispering Pines, but until today she hadn't dreamed he was also feeding the jism from his cock to Opal Tucker.

The stunning blonde with big breasts lived on the ranch next to Will's with her bachelor cousin, Frank Holt. Until recently, Opal had lived in Missoula, Montana. Three times divorced, Chris wondered why Opal couldn't hold on to her husbands. A sex problem? Not likely. Judging by the way Opal rolled her hips and wiggled her shapely ass as she went into the barn with Will Morgan, she was probably one hell of a good lay. But how good? Chris became curious. Maybe she should sneak out to the barn and find out if Opal Tucker was as hot and sexy as she looked.

A sudden pounding beneath Chris' barely noticeable breasts began the instant she decided to spy on Opal and her boss, and then a strange ripple of excitement went speeding through her cunt. Her delicate eyebrows arched in surprise. Christ, the mere thought of watching Opal Tucker taking Will Morgan's cock was making her feel horny!

The strange and welcome feeling in Chris' cunt grew stronger while she made her way across the yard and slipped inside the barn. She heard Opal and Will before she saw them. They were in a box stall at the far end. She edged closer, then crouched behind a bale of straw to take in the action.

Chris felt her normally dry cunt turn wet against the webbing of her panties while she waited for the sucking or fucking to begin. Will Morgan was already naked, his long cock hard and jutting, but all Chris saw was the long-legged and voluptuous champagne blonde who was going to soften it for him.

Shoulder length hair tied back with a scarlet ribbon, attired in black satin stretch pants that fit her like another layer of skin, the rim line of her bikini panties showing through the tight material, her full breasts heaving behind the boyish cut white blouse that covered them, Opal Tucker was truly a picture edged in lust.

Opal Tucker's breasts fascinated Chris. She felt the tips of her own little ones grow hard and start tingling, the way they always tingled when Will sucked on them. Breath caught, her thighs clenched. She had never observed another woman's tits so closely. Opal's were worth staring at. They were huge and firm, their nipples stiff and showing through her tight blouse. Without knowing why, Chris suddenly found herself longing to suck the beautiful blonde's tits. Carried away by this strange craving, she licked her lips. Mmmmmm, those long nipples of Opal's looked so delicious. Just like the rest of Will Morgan's voice distracted Chris from Opal Tucker's bewitching breasts. He wanted the blonde to start him off with a blow job. No coaxing was necessary. Not yet. Still fully clothed, Opal sank to her knees and grabbed Will's enormous prick with both hands. The dry straw she knelt on crackled when she scooted closer, then skinned back to expose the bulbous cockhead. Chris waited for Opal to put Will's cock in her mouth and start sucking him off. It didn't happen.

Opal examined Will's thick and lengthy prick for a few moments, then looked up at him and said, "I don't know if this small mouth of mine can accommodate this big cock of yours, hon. Christ, you're hung like that stud horse you loaned my cousin Frank the other day."

A quick breath jarred her tits.

"Maybe you'd better fuck me instead."

"Suck now, fuck later."