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They were a vision of passion-filled female beauty lying side by side on the bed. Their naked bodies glowed as the overhead strobe-light whirled, sending its myriad colors down to caress their tantalizingly perfect forms. Their breasts, their skin, even their dark pubic hair took on new vistas of sexual allure as they glowed amber, blue, red, a cream-white and then started slowly going through the whole color spectrum all over again.

Les Jacobs stood at the foot of the bed, also naked, his rigid cockstaff hard, thick, and swollen with desire in his hand. He watched them, letting his eyes float over this feast of female flesh as his fist roamed up and down his cock. He couldn't remember when he had been so lucky. Just one of the twin sisters would have been beautiful and a whole evening's fun.

But two? Heaven.

The girls, Cindy and Candy Harris, were just as appreciative of him. But then the Harris twins were, and always had been, highly desirous of a good, rigid cock.

Early on, that morning in the photo session, they had decided to take him back home with them when the job was done. He was tall, with dark, curly hair, and his face had the fine features of a Greek.

The girls went for Greeks and Italians; they were usually passionate, well-hung, and they had little or no inhibitions about how or where to use the equipment nature gave them for fucking.

Greeks loved to fuck.

Italians loved to fuck.

The Harris twins loved to fuck. But then, everyone in the wild world of films, magazines, fashion, and photography that the twins inhabited loved to fuck. It came second as a need and pastime right after eating; sometimes right in the middle.

"Les," Cindy drawled, running the fingers of her right hand up and down the already wet slit of her twin sister's cunt. "Are you just going to stand there and look?"

"Yeah," chimed Candy, in a slightly higher-pitched voice. It was the only difference between them. "You've been looking at us all day, naked, from behind a camera. And almost all day you've had a hard-on."

"Are you going to use that beautiful hunk," Cindy asked, "or do we have to do each other?"

Les laughed. "My eyes just can't get enough of your bodies. Give me a little time… I'll get there."

They were beautiful, magnificent animals with large heavy breasts that refused to fall slack from their weight. Even now, with both girls lying on their backs, their twin pairs of conical peaks seemed to leap in pink-pointed perfection toward the ceiling. Their flattened buttocks spread beneath their bodies, accenting the sexual fullness of their wide, womanly hips. Bones projected at the sides of their flat bellies, making the area bulge further with the pulpy lips and wealth of hair that covered the juiciness of their delicious cunts.

It was true. As the top photographer for most of the class nudie magazines, Les Jacobs had snapped hundreds of beautiful breasts and pussys. He had also had hundreds of offers to fuck the models he took pictures of. But never, in any session that he could remember, had he gotten a hard-on while working.

Today was different. It was different because of the twins, Cindy and Candy. They were different. Besides being female perfection, they oozed sex from every pore and every orifice in their delectable bodies.

"I'm like a kid in a candy store," Les said. "I don't know which to eat first."

Cindy moaned. "Well, get your handsome head between my legs and we'll take care of the rest. God, I'm hot… tongue me a little, Les!"

She placed her hands under her velvet ass and, using her elbows for leverage, lifted her steaming cunt high in the air. At the same time Cindy spread her legs as far apart as they would go in the air. The movement pulled the gooey lips of her pussy apart and a slight trickle of love juice oozed from her vaginal hole and slithered down into the crack of her ass.

"Jesus, beautiful pussy," her sister Candy moaned beside her. "Eat her, Les, or I'll do it for you."

"You mean… you two… sisters, I mean, would swing with each other?" he said.

"Oh c'mon… of course," Cindy said, wiggling her ass around in the air. "What's the difference? Sex is all sex. C'mon, baby, hurry," Cindy moaned. "Fuck or suck me, one or the other. My cunt's on fire."

"I'll eat you while you eat me, Sis," Candy said, moving her head and shoulders between her sister's raised back and Les' bobbing cock.

Reaching over Candy, Les grabbed Cindy's willing, writhing body. "All too good to be true," he moaned as he ran his slick tongue down the inside of Cindy's thigh toward the triangle of her passion.

Cindy's thighs spread even wider as she felt his tongue tickle the pubic hair around her pussy and down the crack to her anus. Her mouth opened in a red, moist line of desire as the heat of his darting tongue got closer and closer.

Les grabbed her thighs and pulled her passion-filled pussy to his lips and tongue. Her juicy ass quivered deliciously as his lips moved up and down her thighs, teasing, coming nearer her bush again and again.

Then his tongue struck a lick at her seeping gash. It split the pulpy lips apart to enter. Cindy's moist sheath made a sucking sound as her lower lips clasped around his searching, darting tongue.

"Oh yes, shit yes," she cried, rolling her head from side to side, closing her eyes in a tight line of ecstasy. "Tongue-fuck me… fuck my pussy with your tongue and suck my juice!"

Below and between them the other twin had taken his cock in her hand and was massaging it as the rubbery tip ran back and forth across her ruby lips.

"Nice, thick, hard meat," she gasped, flicking the little eye in the head with the tip of her tongue. "Cock… good, hard cock."

He flinched as Candy's fingernails dug deeply into the flesh of his prick. She gave his cockhead a long, wet kiss. Then she licked down across his balls and rammed her tongue into his asshole.

He groaned out his joy and countered by doing the same for Cindy's sister.

"Oh yes… just… don't just ease your tongue in my asshole," Cindy cried, humping her backhole up to him. "Ram it in… ram it in like a cock!"

Candy returned her hungry lips to the head of his cock and replaced her tongue in his asshole with a finger. "I just knew, looking at that fucking bulge in your pants all day, that you had a beautiful dick," she moaned.

"Suck it… do something to it," Les moaned, his mouth slurping on Cindy's gyrating cunt.

Candy's tongue came from between her full, sensual lips and rolled around the ridge of his cockhead. His leg muscles jumped in anticipation. Her tongue flicked out again and again and then her mouth engulfed the knob of his throbbing prick and sucked gently.

She could look straight up, as she sucked his cock, and see the moistening crack of her sister's firm ass and Les' head as it bobbed in the muff between the wildly juggling thighs.

He paused at the pussy he was sucking and fingered it while he looked down and thrilled at Candy's beautiful face sucking his cockpole. Her red lips stretched wide in a wet oval around his hot flesh. Her jaws moved with the rhythm of a girl who really enjoys sucking a man's cock. Her tits bobbed and swayed like her head, their fullness creamy and pink-tipped.

"Oh, are we all gonna get fucked tonight," he said.

He pinched both women's tender skin. Desire charged through his bloodstream, his stiff prick acting as an antenna to give warning to the twin who caressed it. He gasped and grasped her hair, trying to shove all of his massive tool into her sucking mouth.

She gagged. Candy was gorged by the suddenness of his movement, yet she didn't pull back. She wanted it. He was actually choking her, yet the dark eyes seemed to relish the thought of being strangled in such a way. Les continued to strain his rigid pole into her mouth and spread her lovely lips even wider.

In the fascination of watching Candy suck his meat, he had been neglecting the sister. She let him know it by grabbing his head and pulling it back to the gooey softness of her pulpy cunt.

"Dammit, don't stop! Eat me, you son-of-a-bitch… suck it dry!" she wailed.

His face was pressed into her muff. It smelled of musky, exotic perfume, mingling with the aroma of sex rising from his own buried cock.

"Hmmmmmm, good… good pussy," he sighed.

"Eat it… eat my cunt!" Her thighs tightened on his head and she slowly eased her mound upwards. His lips touched her spreading labia. It was pink, glistening hot, and inviting.

"Oh… ohhhhh, hell yes, shit yes. That's it, suck on my hole. Suck my fucking cunt 'til it's raw," Cindy shrieked, grinding her knob of love and lust against Les' upper lip.

He let his eyes float down, as he ate, to the twin of the face that sucked his cock. Her breasts were wildly flapping together as she bucked and rammed her flaming cunt against his sucking mouth.

His tongue flicked out, the tip forcing its way into the pulp of her fiery slit.

"Sex… cunt, cock, come," Cindy said, squirming sensuously as his tongue moved the entire length of her tingling crevice. "Give it to me, lover. Suck and bite my hard little clit!"

Les' tongue pushed deeply into her, hard, like an erected cock. Her asscheeks snapped against his chin, quivering. "My clit," she cried out again, "get my fucking clit… please, HURRY!"

"You whores. You hot-assed sluts," he cried into her steaming folds, "I love you both."

His mouth ground against her clitoris. It was slick and hot and congested with the spunk of her lust. It was like a female cock probing at his mouth. Moisture seeped from her folds, hot and wet against his pressing chin.

"Fuck it… fuck it hard!" she hissed.

The head of her thighs burned against his face as he pulled her clitoris between his lips. It was wonderful, alive, female. It seemed to move and expand when he licked it. His tongue grasped the sex flesh like a nipple, sucking and tugging.

She squirmed, her throbbing driving dripping pussy causing her mind to lose control. Her buttocks clenched and quivered and the strong muscles of her thighs sent tremors along either side of his head as she screamed out her come.

He withdrew from her thighs, and his eyes were wild with desire as he stared into her lovely face. It was ringed by straight black hair, round with a pert nose and dark eyes that were nearly pupil-less as she stared in ecstasy back at him.

Les eased Cindy's body down to the bed and moved his concentration to her sister, who was now devouring his cock like a full-course meal. But it wasn't all in her throat and that's where he wanted it, clear down past her tonsils.

The full, sensuous mouth moved, red, warm, infinitely fuckable. It was his turn to move. He jumped forward, forcing his gigantic erection between the ruby lips.

"Ohhh, agggwww," Candy gasped, but her hands came free of his cock and let him move it hard into her face. She eyed his meat hungrily as it moved slowly in and out of her face, gaining an inch into her throat with every lunge.

"Swallow it," he urged. "Take the whole fucker into your mouth!"

She mumbled something.

"Take it, dammit!" he urged. His ass squirmed against her breasts. The hard nipples burned into his asscheeks.

Candy's eyes smiled up and rolled at him. They said, "I love cock."

Her mouth became a voracious, devouring thing as she took him in. She began to suck him gently, then ravenously as the tide of perversity took hold on her, sweeping her into the powerful arena of cock and sex.

Her lips were literally molded tightly around his pulsing shaft, her tongue rolling around his meat as she applied suction with her cheeks. Her face was bloated and congested with cock as she slowly took it all.

"Ohhh, cunt… your mouth is just like a warm, sweet cunt," he groaned, as he leaned back and closed his eyes.

He felt as if his testicles were being drawn into her mouth. He was tense and straining, making no effort to withdraw as the end neared. Her mouth continued to work feverishly until she tasted the hot jets of salty cum against the roof of her mouth.

Candy pulled her mouth from the head of his spurting cock. A gooey glob of sperm shot out and landed on her chin. She speared it with her tongue, brought it into her mouth, and swallowed.

"Fuck me… fuck me in the cunt now and make me come too," Candy cried, dropping onto her back alongside her sister. "Hurry, I want to feel that hot juice shoot up, clear up, inside me!"

Les dropped between her thighs and filled her hole with his cock in one, swift, fluid lunge.

Her vaginal walls hugged his shaft tightly, and he slithered through the slippery folds until his balls slapped wetly against her ass. Ecstasy ripped through her cunt as his hot cock filled her belly. He pounded, drove stroke after stroke into her, thrusting against the quivering, sucking mouth of her wobbling cervix.

Then the sound of moaning and fucking bodies was shattered by the loud ringing of the telephone in the living room.

"Oh no… shit, piss, fuck… Goddam telephone," Candy cried, humping her cunt lovingly up over Les' charging cock. "Fuck it… keep fucking me!"

"I'll get it," Cindy said, reluctantly. She rolled off the bed. "But save some of that for me!"

Candy heard her sister's footsteps leave the room and then the insistent jangling stopped. The telephone was an important part of their lives. Without it they couldn't make a living. So someone had to answer it.

Thank God, Cindy was willing to at that moment because Candy couldn't make her body give up the cock that was filling it, no matter how important the call might be.

"Goddam, you're good," Les cried, grinding his pelvis against hers.

"So are you, lover," Candy groaned, forgetting all about her sister and the telephone as she lost herself in the joy and fury of a new cock. "It's always wild, the first time with somebody new," Candy sighed. "There's always something very exciting, for both Cindy and I, about fucking with a total stranger… somebody that you've just met."

"Well, I'm glad it was me you met," Les sighed, and started stroking harder and harder in and out of her hot, juicy hole.

"Pump it… pump it faster… yes, like that," Candy urged, raking her nails lightly up and down his back, from the crack of his ass to the nape of his neck.

He grunted in agreement and squeezed her full asscheeks in his hands. He fucked into her hair-lined hole with all the strength in his body.

I love cock, I love sex, Candy's mind chanted as she fucked him back. His cock grated across her hard clit with as much delicious sensation as any she had ever had. It burrowed up, up, all the way in her pulsing vagina. It jerked and throbbed. It almost seemed to breathe hot air inside her.

"Yes… ohhh, yessssss."

Moving his hands under her asscheeks, taking a firmer grip, his strong arms lifted the weight off her legs.

"Oh shit… soon, soon. Put your legs up. Put them around my waist. Oh, Candy, you're so fucking good, tight. It's good fucking like that, standing with you like this."

Tentatively, Candy raised one trembling leg. Then, she threw the other leg up and locked her ankles. The cock up her belly seemed to grow longer and plant its hot, jerking tip deeper than ever.

"Now fuck," sighed Les. He made deep-throated pleasure sounds. His fingers slipped into the open crack of her ass. One found the rear entry. "Make that sweet pussy bite me," he hissed, twisting a finger up her rectum. "Sweet, sweet pussy… fuck me, fuck my cock," he howled.

"I love it," Candy managed to sigh, knowing that he was beyond hearing, beyond caring what she said. Nonetheless she wanted to express the emotions that his hands, his big pulsing cock were stirring in her. Her body felt light, charged with electricity. Her tight cunthole snapped. Her puckered asshole sucked lovingly on his finger.

"Oh good cock… good fuck. You're clear up in my fucking throat with it," she cried.

"Faster," he demanded, "fuck faster. Screw that sweet cunt around like that… yesssss."

Planting his feet wide apart, giving himself more room, more leverage, he began to hump the length of his rod in and out of her pussy like an animal. He slammed her fluid ass cheeks against the mattress, grunting with each lunge. He tried to hurt her, bruise her, and she loved it.

Candy felt no pain. She felt only the bliss, the fire, the friction of his dick stoking her furnace. She wiggled, fucking him with all her might, mind and body, trying to bring them both to orgasm. She felt the knob of his mighty cock swell and jerk in the slippery depths of her sheath and fucked her hips, her cunthole even faster.

She wrapped her arms tight at his neck. She strained her legs at his waist and rested her head in the crook at his shoulder while she gyrated her pussy furiously.

Pulling far back, Les slammed into her. Sweat broke on his brow as his long cock dipped again and again in her hot juicy hole.

Candy could feel his big hairy balls growing tense with the force of the cum-load her tight cunt was coaxing from him. The hands on her ass pulled her close with each forward stab, forcing her onto him. She felt only the exquisite driving goodness, only the thrust of his prick.

He sought her moist, parted lips. Their mouths fused. His tongue began to piston in time to his cock and the finger that was fucking her asshole. Then suddenly the cock in her belly stopped pistoning. It held in her at its roots. The hands on her asscheeks became cruel steel claws.

She gasped. Batting her inner cunt muscles on the vibrating shaft, she sucked his tongue and held her breath in anticipation of the first thick gush of his cream in her dilated pussy.

It seemed to take forever. Her lungs, she was certain, were going to burst through her chest and leave her firm pink-tipped titties shredded. She worked her ass frantically; bumping, grinding, milking the fat head of his magnificent cock.

It was a good come, for both of them, and they told each other so.

"Have you got any more?" she cried.

"Yes… right away. Fuck me back!" he cried.

Then his cock was again pumping, spurting another load of his hot jism up her clasping hole.

"Yes… give it to me… fill me up with it. I'm coming too," Candy gasped.

Moaning, pinching his waist in the vise of her thighs, and kneading his spitting dick in the tighter, hotter, vise of her vagina, Candy gulped the semen with her cunt. She squealed and made her cunt suck his thick cream. She felt it glide down the walls of her sheath. Out it came, searing the puffy pink lips of her pussy, and dripping wet and sticky down the crack of her ass. She sucked his mouth. She worked her stomach, making it ripple, making the ripples spread through her sex until her sensitive clit began to fire the heat, the thrill, and the fireworks of her orgasm.

"Boy, you better have one more for Cindy," Candy giggled, "or she'll tear your cock out by the roots."

"It doesn't matter… now," Cindy said, from the door.

Les and Cindy rolled their heads around. Cindy was at the door, lounging against the jamb. She had a drink in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and a scowl on her face.

"What's wrong, Sis?" Candy said, feeling something.

"Yeah, what is it, Cindy," Les said, "you look like you've just seen a ghost."

"Almost. Oh, I haven't seen one," Cindy replied. "But I feel like I just talked to one."

"What are you talking about, honey?" Candy asked.

"Just that… ghosts," Cindy said, and walked to the bed. "How long do you suppose it has been since we have seen or heard from our dear father."

"Well… let's see," her sister replied. "We're almost nineteen… ah, I'd say ten years."

"Well, I not only just talked to him, but he would like us to spend a couple of weeks with him."

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The girls knew very little about their father except what they had been told by their mother. Most of that was bad and the girls believed it completely. That is, they believed it until they got older and started understanding a little more about life and sex.

His name was Zachery Harris. He had been a professional gambler, a rake, and, according to pictures and people's de***********ion, the handsomest and most charming man in the world – at least in the world inhabited by the people who said that.

In the nine years after the girls' birth their mother had grown to hate him. She explained the reasons for this to her daughters; he was a sex maniac, never able to completely satisfy his wild, carnal desires and he was worthless. Their mother claimed that the only reason he married her was for her money; of which she had a very great deal.

The girls took this for the truth, believing every word as fact until they started growing-up and the desires of mature womanhood started rising in their own awakening bodies.

By the time they were thirteen, sex was all-important to them. Their mother was so protective and possessive that the girls were never given a chance to experiment with boys. In lieu of that they started experimenting with each other.

Sucking each other's tits and rubbing their excited little cunts together became an everyday kick and turn-on for both of them.

Their mother discovered the pastime one day and nearly went out of her mind. She beat both of them nearly silly and kept screaming at them that they were just like their father. She said they would probably turn out to be female counterparts of him and his useless, lustful ways; just like him, they would end up no good and living every moment of their lives for sex.

The beating that the girls received and the constant reminder that sex was awful, dirty, and God-knew-what-else made the girls fearful enough to stop their experiments on each other.

For almost a month they stayed away from even thinking about sucking and fucking. They wouldn't even sleep together or look at each other when they were in the bath or changing.

But they couldn't keep it up. In no time they were back at the joy of making each other come.

Shortly after their fourteenth birthday they discovered that each other's body was just not enough to satisfy them. They both started looking longingly at boys' bodies. They wanted to see and feel a prick. They wanted to know what the older girls at school were talking about when they went on and on about the joy of sex and what it felt like to fuck on a cock instead of a finger.

In the summer of their fourteenth year, during a church picnic, they saw their first hard prick and found out what it could do to a ready and willing cunt.

Mona Landon was the school hump. All the boys were wild about her. The twins' mother said she was the instrument of the devil. The mother cautioned the girls not to associate with Mona, because it was obvious from her ripe, voluptuous body that she was destined for hell.

Both girls couldn't quite understand this because at fourteen, two years younger than Mona, their bodies were more attractive and fuller in the breasts and hips than Mona's.

Did that mean that they were destined for a life of sex and hell? They both secretly hoped so.

In the middle of the afternoon picnic, when most of the kids were swimming, the twins spotted Mona and Grady Bell, the big football hero from the high school, sneak away into the woods.

They were both sure of what was going to happen and they both agreed that this would be their big chance to see a boy in action with a girl.

They followed.

The twins waited until Mona and Grady were almost out of sight – no one else was watching, nor had seen the couple leave – then they set off after them.

Abruptly, about a hundred yards into the trees, Grady pulled the giggling Mona off the path. Cindy and Candy, being as quiet as they could, followed them to the edge of a clearing.

From behind some bushes they had an excellent seat for the upcoming show. Both of them felt the excitement of anticipation as they watched the young man strip off his bathing suit. Then the anticipation became a moment of panic when they saw the size of his rigid man-cock.

"Jesus," Cindy whispered. "How can that big thing get inside a woman?"

"We must stretch a lot," Cindy said, being the most realistic of the two.

The two lovers came together and lowered themselves to the ground. The twins were breathless as Grady removed Mona's bikini and bent his head to her fleshy, pouting breasts.

The twins' breasts swelled in the confines of their suits as he started to suck the girl's jutting globes. They could feel a sudden ache deep in the pits of their bellies and an itch in their young, virginal pussies.

Now the couple ground their flesh together and Grady kissed her lips with a savage, animal-like fury. The twins could almost feel the aura of sexuality reach them from the center of the clearing and the writhing, naked bodies. As Grady's hands roamed over Mona's body, the twins' flesh began to tingle in the same places he touched.

They saw his head move back to her quivering breasts, then down along her body to her thighs. It was so exciting that they could almost feel those lips fluttering on their own flesh. "Do you think he'll fuck her?" Cindy asked.

"Of course he's going to fuck her," Candy replied. "Now, shhhhh, and watch. They'll hear you."

His mammoth prick was in full view above Mona now. It looked very hard and long enough and thick enough to split the poor girl in half. But Mona didn't seem to be afraid. Her hands moved to him and began stroking his hard muscles, then moved on down his body.

"I want your cock," the twins heard Mona gasp. "I want to feel the meat of your cock clear in my cunt until you scrape the inside of my tits with it."

"You'll get it, sweetheart," Grady replied.

Now Mona was touching him, stroking his body lovingly with her long red-tipped fingers. Then he was rolling over on his back and she was moving over him. Her big breasts flattened against his belly.

"What's he gonna do now?" Cindy asked.

"Kiss her pussy, silly. Just like we do to each other," said Candy. "Jeez, I wish he was fucking my cunt with his tongue right now."

Then the couple turned around again with Mona on her back. Her knees were bent, her thighs spread wide apart. Grady knelt between her thighs. The twins couldn't help but gasp in awe as they saw his buttocks clench and drive the full length of his prick up into Mona's clasping pussy.

"My God," Candy gasped. "She took his whole prick like it was nothing."

"Wow… look at 'em fuck," Cindy said in total awe.

They watched as the pleasure of Grady's cock in her cunt spread across Mona's face. The girl was moaning and urging him to fuck her harder, faster. Her eyes were closed, her mouth became slack, and her head rolled from side to side as Grady rammed his long, thick cock in and out of her seething pussy in swift, plunging strokes.

The two girls played with their own cunts as they watched Mona approach her climax.

Then it happened.

Mona's body arched up off the ground. She took Grady up with her until only her feet and shoulders touched the grass beneath her. The twins heard and saw the girl's climax as they roared through their own, brought on by the punishing fingers in their cunts.

"Oh yes, yes, Grady, honey, fucker… come with me… shoot your come up into my cunt… cream my pussy with your hot juice!"

The twins watched each other come and then looked back at the couple on the ground. They lay sprawled side by side, chests heaving. Mona's body still twitched occasionally from her come. The twin's eyes glittered as they watched, feeling a hollowness inside their own bodies.

"God, I want a cock like that inside my pussy… fucking me," Candy said.

"Oh shit yes… me too," Cindy groaned.

It was nearly a month to the day when both girls got their wishes. Ironically enough, the prick that set them off on a life of sex worship was their uncle's, their mother's brother.

He had just gotten a divorce and had come to stay with them while affairs between him and his wife were settled by their respective lawyers.

The girls liked him a lot and whenever their mother wasn't around to listen they asked him all sorts of questions about his married life. One afternoon the questions got right to the point, when Candy was left alone with him at the pool while Cindy and their mother were out.

"Why did you get a divorce?" Candy said, from her spot on the deck, looking up at him sitting in

one of the reclining chairs around the pool.

His answer surprised and delighted her. "Because," he said, "my wife is like my sister, your mother. She's cold, frigid, and totally sexless. A man needs sex, it's one of his most basic desires and drives. A normal woman should need it too. Something is wrong when she doesn't."

Oh brother, Candy thought, you can say that again.

Out loud she said, "Is that why my mother divorced our father? Because she wouldn't have sex with him?"

"I don't really know," her Uncle Don replied. "I didn't know your father very well."

Cindy and Candy had already decided, between them, that their uncle would be their first male conquest. They knew that if they seduced him or let him seduce them, he wouldn't be like the boys at school and talk about it afterwards. He would be safe and, from the way he talked, he didn't think sex was dirty, like their mother did. Also he made no bones about telling them how much he needed it.

"You're not like Mother… are you?" Candy said, raising up on her elbows and smiling when she saw his eyes travel down to the dark valley between her swaying breasts where they bulged like two brown melons above the cups of her scanty bikini.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean about sex. You like to fuck, don't you?"

He smiled at her bluntness. She liked his smile. It was almost as charming and handsome as her father's smile that Cindy and Candy treasured in the only picture they had of him.

"You're your father's daughter all right," he said.

"What does that mean?" Candy awkwardly asked.

"It means you're blunt."

"It also means I'm curious," she replied, making it very plain when she lifted her head a little and stared pointedly at the bulge in his suit.

"How curious?" Don said, shifting on the chaise so his youthful niece couldn't see just how large the rise in the front of his swimtrunks had become.

"Curious enough to sneak into your room tonight after everyone else is asleep."

"You'd really do that?" he said, his eyes narrowing.

"No shit… would I really do that," she said. "You just don't fall asleep before I get there."

That night Candy told Cindy her plan.

"What about me?" Cindy said.

"Simple. I'll do it tonight and you can sneak down tomorrow night."

"Well… okay," Cindy said. "But I'll be wide awake waiting for every detail so don't fall asleep and stay down there all night."

"I won't… I won't, I promise."

Her Uncle Don was awake, waiting for her in bed, with only his night-light on.

"I didn't think you really meant it."

"Now you know I did," Candy said. "Well? Do we or don't we?"

"Does that door lock from this side?" he asked.

"The key is on the other side."

He grinned at her. "Then either get out of here or go get the key and lock the door from this side."

Candy went to the door, opened it, and got the key. When it was secure from inside the room, she walked to the bed.

"God," he moaned up at her, "you are an absolute doll."

He reached up and pulled her down to him. It was a lovely long kiss. He gasped in awe when he broke the kiss and cupped one of her breasts in his hands.

"What's the matter?" she said in alarm.

"I hope you have your full growth already," he replied.

"Why?"

"Because if you don't," he said, "you're going to have to hand-make your bras someday. Jesus, I could see in your bikini that you were big but, my God, when I get my hands on one of them…"

"Do you want me to suck your cock first?" Candy said.

"Where do you know about that?" he said, laughing.

"Cindy and I read books… and we talk a lot. She wants you to fuck her, too."

"Oh my God," he said, bringing her body back down to his and kissing her again. He took her all the way down with him onto the bed.

His fingers opened her nighty and slipped inside. She gasped into his mouth as the garment slipped all the way open down to the triangle of her pussy. She sighed and settled comfortably down onto her back. The robe slipped completely aside.

He gasped again when he saw the huge rosebuds at the tips of her mammoth breasts and the dark patch of fur that stretched across her pussy to nearly touch both her hip bones.

"Jesus, you are one beautiful girl," he said.

Slowly his hands moved in over her ribs and up to close on her surging, naked breasts. Gently his fingertips massaged her firm, tanned tits, then slid down over her belly. It quaked under his touch. The skin all over her body rippled and twitched with quivers of delighted acceptance.

"Are you scared?" he asked.

"No," she smiled. "Just anxious to see what a cock feels like."

Kissing her and being thoroughly kissed in return, he let his fingers linger just above her pubic hair, exploring, titillating her with the toying, kneading motions of his fingertips.

"That feels good," she cooed in his ear as she reached for him to return the pleasure. Her hand found his naked cock. "Mmmmm," she sighed, "your prick is hard… real hard and big."

His hand went back to her tits. He put one hand to each huge jug and stroked. He squeezed and pinched their round plumpness until the nipples were red and quivering.

Candy started writhing beneath him, trying to get the wet furrow of her cunt close to his hard cock. She was loving the violation of her virgin breasts and she wanted it to spread to her pussy.

He bent his head to kiss the fullness of her sweet young tits. His tongue licked and swirled over the hard globes and watched as they swiftly swelled even larger. He held them together with his hands pressed against their full outer sides. Then his tongue licked between the silky globes, into the deep valley.

Candy was going crazy. For the next fifteen minutes she asked, then begged, then insisted that he hurry and put his big cock up into her cunt.

He paid no attention. He just went right on arousing her, loving her flesh, making love to all of her body.

He stood beside the bed and pulled the thin nighty from beneath her. She stared up at the bobbing length of his cock. Her eyes were full of respect and just a tinge of fear.

But when he moved back to her she readily opened her legs.

"It will hurt when it goes into your pussy," he said.

"I know," she sighed. "I know and I don't give a shit. Fuck me… put it in my pussy and fuck me with it!"

He used his hand to get her pussy as wet as possible, then he moved to enter her.

His prick began to find its way into the wet, juicing hole of her vagina. She managed to get directly beneath him. Instead of shying away from the huge bludgeon of his powerful tool, she shivered in apprehension and surged up to meet his driving body.

Her hands rose to pull him down into her. "Fuck me good," she moaned. "Oh shit, I can feel the head of your cock breaking it… go ahead… go, go, go! Don't stop until I've got it all."

Rhythmically, she clenched and loosened the soft cheeks of her ass beneath her, so that her body undulated under his. Her hand shot between his body and hers and gripped and pulled, guiding him into the wet mouth of her crotch. She forced her legs as far apart as she could get them and bucked her cunt hard over his thrusting cockmeat.

His cock slid in, far into that hot pool of sensual comfort. He struck her membrane. She cried out in sudden pain. He didn't hold back.

"Now… in it goes," he gasped.

"Yes… all of it. Take my useless fucking cherry."

He rammed forward to bury the crown of his throbbing prick far inside her. She grunted rather than cry out. She went limp for a moment, staring at the ceiling beyond his wide shoulders.

Then his cock started going in and out. An ecstatic shiver went sweeping over her entire sweaty body.

Then she bucked and felt his balls implanted against the crack of her ass. She also felt the hard bone of his pelvis crushing against her own matted, wet cunt hair and knew that she had him all, all of his turgid cock up her belly.

"I did it," she said, "I swallowed up all your cock with my pussy."

He stayed tight against her, lying still with his body propped above hers, on his forearms.

She stared up at him with beautifully misty eyes. "It's all gone."

"Yes," he replied, "Do you want to come now?"

In answer she smiled broadly. Then she moved and threw her long, naked legs up over his shoulders. "Fuck me," she commanded.

"You," he said, kissing her left nipple, "are soft, and so tight." He kissed her right nipple. "And if I move very much more than this I'll come."

"Move anyway. Fuck me…fuck me!"

He fucked her. He surged in and out of her virgin hole. He widened her while she cried for more and more. He plunged his prick clear to the far depths of the hole between her hot, sweaty thighs. He felt her juice and blood ooze from her lower lips and soak his balls; it was good, it was warm and it made him fuck her all the harder.

"Oh… oh, there, there, there," he chanted and came.

Cum boiled out into the body beneath him and when she felt it surge into her she cried out in delighted joy. She clasped him even closer when he slipped down on her.

"Oh, your come feels so good shooting up into my cunt like that."

He didn't let her up until his cock was hard again. This time he slid slowly in and out of her, rubbing her body with his, grinding his pelvic bone over her clitoris as he slid in and out of that dark, wonderful, newly opened fuck hole that was slippery with his semen and her hot pussy juice.

He made it last and last until she was begging for it, when her eyes snapped very wide and she reached orgasm.

"I came… I came on a cock," she whispered.

"Are you all right?" he said.

"I'm fine… and I'm cock crazy. Fuck me again!" she said, flipping his body over until she was on top of him.

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