Chapter 3
"I-I wanna..." Mitzi confessed. "Yeah! Lick it! Suck my cock, Cuz!" The girl sank slowly down to her knees before him, his cock looming just in front of her face. She blew on it as if fanning a smoldering ember. His cock flared and the heat wafted into her face, as if it were a fragrant, flaming torch held up before her.
Pete held her head between his open hands, but he wasn't puffing or guiding her now. He realized that she was as keen to plate his prick as he was to have her do it, and that he didn't need to coax her. He could let the cock-hungry little minx take her time, knowing that he was going to get sucked off in the end.
Mitzi had never given head before, but she had often thought about it. She wanted to make this first time an occasion to remember, working the variations.
And the fact that Pete was her cousin had a definite advantage. Even though it wasn't incest or so she assured herself with conviction other people might not know that, and so there was no danger that Pete would shoot his mouth off like blabbermouth Johnny, since he would be equally guilty of breaking the taboo.
He swayed before her, rocking on his heels. Mitzi pressed her nose against the underside of his cock knob and sniffed the tantalizing prick perfume. It was making her mouth so hot that her tongue was sizzling in her saliva. She thought that steam might pour from her lips.
Sliding lower, she nuzzled his balls, inhaled the aroma of bloated ball meat.
Then, with a little moan of joy, she slid her tongue out and began her first cock lapping session. She started on Pete's cum bags, slurping and laying all aver the swollen sacs, feeling the hard nuts shift inside the hairy bags and his cum load slide around inside.
She drew back for a moment, to take a look. Her gaze moved from his balls on up the long meat fuse through which those balls would be driving their juice, then at the flaring cock knob from where it would squirt.
She ducked in and licked his balls some more, taking her time, making a three-course meal out of his cock with the creamy dessert to follow.
The moment that her tongue touched his balls for the first time, Mitzi knew that she was going to be a confirmed and devout cocksucker from now on. She was going to blow all the boys she had teased in the past and plenty more, besides. If they all turned out to be blabbermouths, that was just too bad and, anyhow, it might pay to be advertised.
She began to run her tongue up his cock shaft. Flattening her tongue at the base, she drew it very slowly up the thick stalk, tracing the pounding ventral vein.
Her tongue darted and flashed as she repeated the stroke, then criss-crossed as she slurped up again.
Tilting her head, she tilted her parted lips to the underside of his prick and drew her mouth up and down, as if she were playing a mouth organ.
Pete had begun to shudder. His ass corkscrewed as he humped, driving his cock across her lips. His prick was starting to hum like a tuning fork now. Mitzi was relishing these tasty preliminaries and would have liked to linger over them for a while. But from the way Pete was shaking, she was afraid he might shoot off prematurely and she sure as hell didn't want him to cum before he was in her in her mouth!
She pulled her curled lapper up his cock stalk again, and this time she craned her neck and shifted her face over his towering prick. His cock head was flaring out wide, the cleft parted. It was an awesome slab of cock, making the girl drool at the very sight of it.
She fluttered her tongue against the tip. "Umm yummy," she sighed.
Her saliva foamed on his purple cock knob, steaming on the hot slab. She lapped, drew back to look, then lapped again, tongue bathing the bulging lump.
"Ahhhh, Mitzi, baby," he moaned.
He humped. His cock-knob bumped against her lips, but she didn't take it into her mouth yet. She wound her nimble tongue all over the smoking-hot slab, adoring the flavor of hot cock-meat, her taste buds going wild.
From the tops of her eyes, she glanced up at his face, delighted by his frenzied expression.
Then she looked down at his cock-head again -- just as a thick glob of preliminary spunk came glistening out from his wide-open piss hole.
"Ooooh!" she squealed.
The cum blob slid sluggishly down the slick purple slope of his cock-knob, as solid as quicksilver. Mitzi flicked her tongue out and slurped it up.
She drew back, letting the spunk nugget trickle around on her taste buds, savoring the flavor. Pete was staring down at her in awe, and she impishly stuck her tongue out, so that he could see his pearly slime on the pink meat.
Then she swallowed that pre cum with a slurp. "Your jizz is delicious, Pete," she purred. Another drop oozed out. Mitzi pounced on it, gathering it up with her tongue. The preliminary seepage was whetting her appetite, making the girl hungry for his full load. She licked into his piss hole, tasting more juice.
With her lips right against his cock head, the cum hungry teenager whispered: "I'm hot for your spunk, Pete I wanna swallow your jizz."
"Yeah yeah," he hissed.
She kissed the slippery tip of his cock knob, then let her lips part and slowly fed it into her mouth. Her cheeks drew inwards as she sucked, then billowed out as she blew down his meaty cock tube.
"Ummm, ummm, ummm," she purred, loving it was even more fun than licking.
Her lips turned outwards, collaring his thick cock stalk just below the cock knob. That long cock was standing out like a pipeline between her mouth and his balls.
She pulled away for a moment, to look at that meaty slab that she had been mouthing. The sight of the shapely, glowing cock knob excited her almost as much as the feel of it in her mouth.
The girl adored everything about sucking cocks the taste and the texture and the fragrance and she knew that the very best part of it was still ahead of her.
The magic moment when his cock exploded in her mouth and she drank her scrumptious reward!
"Don't stop! Suck me off!" Pete gasped.
"Ummmm cum in my mouth, Pete. Use my fucking mouth for a cunt!" she moaned. "Feed me all of your hot, thick cum so I can swallow it."
She flashed her tongue against his piss-hole, licking up another glob of pre cum.
"Slime me, Pete! Spunk my mouth!" she wailed, and took his cock knob into her lips again. This time she began to bob her blonde head up and dawn, taking more of his cock shaft in each time she sank down. Pete heaved up to meet her, fucking her face frantically. Her head jumped and he humped. The girl had instinctively fallen into the traditional motions of a blowjob.
Her mouth moved, down and she took him ball deep into her facial fuck hole. His cock head jammed in her gullet and she gulped, but took it gladly. Her lips were plastered around the hairy hilt of his cock and her chin was pressed against his balls. Her nose rustled in his wiry pubic patch and she felt hot pre-cum trickle down her throat.
She wondered, vaguely, if cum had a lot of calories. If it did, she was going to sure get fat.
Her head ducked up and down as if she were bobbing for apples in a barrel. Her honey blonde hair tumbled over his balls as she swallowed to the root of his prick. She was holding his hips, not using her hands, doing the whole job with only her voracious mouth. His hands held her face steady as he frigged his cock in and out.
His balls swung up and slapped against her chin like weighted blackjacks, solid and heavy and getting set to blow their gooey wad.
She gurgled, as his smoking hot cock knob clogged into her gorge, choking her delightfully. She took it down like a sword sallower. "Ahhhh!" she purred, as she pulled back up, sucking through every precious inch.
She turned her head, twisting her lips onto his cock like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt, adding torque and spin to the in and out friction that was enflaming his prick and her mouth in this frantic face fuck.
She screwed her lips down and Pete jolted his bloated cock up, tilting her head back as he gorged her maw. Now his balls were so swollen that they were no longer swinging they were rolling up under his cock rod.
His prick hissed into her wet mouth like a heated poker. Her drool sizzled and bubbled on the meat. Mitzi's mouth was so hot that she thought her tongue was going to melt, her spit was going to boil.
And her cousin Pete had just the hose with which to douse her fiery face-furnace.
He threw his head and shoulders back and howled like a beast in torment.
"Here it cums, Mitzi!" he cried.
"Ooooh juice me! Jizz me!" she wailed. And he did.