Chapter 5
Tracy blinked the sleep from her eyes and rolled over. When she did, she bumped into the warm, sleeping body of her cousin, Jody.
"Oh!" Tracy gasped, seeing that she was in bed with Jody.
Slowly, careful not to wake her cousin, Tracy pulled the blankets away from the teenager's body. She looked at Jody's big tits and felt her cunt get creamy with lust. Even though Jody had on a silly cotton gown that covered her from her neck down to her ankles, the delicious curves of female flesh couldn't be hidden.
It was a challenge for Tracy. Part of her wanted to seduce Jody, which might not be all that difficult. But part of her also wanted to keep life at the house calm and easy.
Almost sadly, Tracy got gingerly out of bed. Jody did not awaken, and Tracy was happy for that. She stripped out of her baby-doll pajamas and walked to the bathroom, which was connected both to the bedroom and the hallway.
When Tracy emerged, she'd already blow-dried her sandy hair, brushing it into the loose, somewhat unkempt fashion that she most appreciated. She sat at the dressing table and looked at herself. Tracy's tits weren't quite as large as Jody's, but the areolas were big and round, almost pink in color. And, she thought somewhat sadly, she wasn't quite as pretty as her cousin.
A flashing smile spread across her face as she thought about that. No, she decided. It wasn't that Jody was better looking, it was just that Jody's appearance suggested innocence, whereas Tracy gave off an aura of animal lust. That was the difference.
Satisfied now that she wasn't playing second fiddle to her naive cousin, Tracy ran to her suitcase and wondered what she should wear for the day. Since she'd fucked two of the four men in the house, it wasn't exactly like she could play the role of Little Miss Virgin.
She pulled out a new package of silk stockings and a sequined black dress. Yes, thought the devilish teenager, these will do quite nicely!
First she pulled on tight-fitting black bikini panties. Next she opened the package of black silk stockings and put them on. The stockings came to four inches below her cunt.
When she was finished with both stockings, Tracy grabbed the dress and slipped it over her head. She squirmed it down her body, then checked herself in the mirror. The dress came to a point just a couple inches below the tops of her stockings and was clingy, highlighting the sensual curves of her voluptuous body.
Tracy turned her back to the mirror, then bent forward. Looking behind her, she saw that the hem of the dress pulled up over her stocking tops, nearly showing off her asscheeks.
With a glance at Jody, making sure her cousin was still sleeping, she left the bedroom, wondering what new adventure this day would bring her.
"I've got to fuck you," Tracy said breathlessly, looking at Uncle Mack as they sat in the kitchen, drinking their coffee. "Since you fucked me, all I can do is think about that big, beautiful cock you've got waiting in your pants for me."
Mack sputtered in his coffee. He knew his niece was a horny wench, but he never expected her to come right out and beg for his cock that way. He looked at her, his eyes revealing the hunger he felt. The bodice of her dress was U-shaped, and showed off the upper swells of her delicious-looking tits.
"You just come right out with what you think, don't you?"
"It's the only way I can be sure to get what I want." Tracy crossed her legs and the dress pulled up, showing off her thigh almost to the top of the stocking. "So what do you say? In the mood for a morning quickie?"
"Sure."
Tracy stood and started toward her bedroom before she remembered Jody was still sleeping. It suddenly occurred to her that she might not be able to find a safe place to fuck her uncle. Bringing him to his bedroom was a little risky, especially since there were three young men and one young woman still sleeping in the house.
"Where?" Mack felt a certain amount of shame. He was white-faced with fear, lust, helplessness. He needed to fuck his cute niece as he never in his life had needed to fuck anyone. "Where can we go?"
Tracy's full lips pursed into a kiss, which she blew at him. "Outside," she said huskily. "If we can't find a good place, I'll just suck you off. That wouldn't be such a bad way to start the morning, would it?"
Uncle Mack shook his head. He couldn't believe his teenaged niece could be so blunt and forward. He'd never encountered a woman who turned him on so fiercely as she did.
They went down to the boat and Tracy was just about to pull her uncle's ten-inch prick out when Paul showed up, wearing only a pair of swimming trunks. He was panting a little, and it was clear that he'd run from the house.
"Good morning!" he said, his eyes raking up and down Tracy's body. "I saw you walking down here and figured I'd come along. Mind?"
"No! Of course not," Mack said, trying to sound happy that his son was around.
They jumped into the speedboat and ten minutes later were racing around the lake at top speed. Tracy, sitting in back, did not stop her dress from pushing up to her waist, exposing her naked thighs and occasionally giving the men a glimpse of her panties.
When Uncle Mack finally cut the motor, bringing the boat to a stop in the middle of the lake, Tracy's cheeks were flushed with excitement.
"Come on," she said, stretching out on the cushions that also acted as flotation devices. "The time is right. I want you both . . . right now!"
The cushion was narrow, too small for two people to lie side by side. Tracy put one foot on the floor of the boat, raising the other one, placing her high-heeled shoe on the cushions.
Uncle Mack and Paul both gawked at Tracy, neither knowing the other had fucked her before. Finally, lust getting the better of him, Uncle Mack was the first to move. He got down on his knees near Tracy's head and jerked open his pants, bringing out his monstrous prick.
"Suck this, you little slut!" he hissed angrily, mad that the teenager could make him act so lewdly in front of his own son.
Tracy chuckled throatily, reclining more so that she was level with her uncle's huge prick.
She pressed her full, glistening lips together and kissed his cockhead, feeling her nipples become hard inside the dress.
"Suck it, damn you!"
Tracy refused to be hurried. She hadn't taken on two cocks in a long time, and she was determined to work both men over completely-to her satisfaction as well as theirs.
Planting several smacking kisses on the spongy cock-knob, Tracy paused to look at her uncle's cockhead. The imprint of her lips was on the crown, red from her lipstick. The sight of it made her giggle softly before she pushed her lips over the cockhead again, accepting it into her hot, moist mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" the teenager moaned soulfully, swirling her tongue around in circles to tantalize Uncle Mack's throbbing pricktip.
It took a while for Paul to finally come out of his stupor, but when it did, he acted with speed and confidence. He dropped down on his knees near Tracy's waist, pushing her dress up to expose her panties. As soon as he put her ankles together, he whipped off her panties, then spread her legs wide again. With a deep-throated growl of ecstasy, he buried his face between her thighs and started lapping tenderly at her tight, delicious, pink cuntlips.
Tracy, on her back with her shoulders twisted toward Uncle Mack, was in heaven. She loved the tongue that delved deeply into her moist, quivering fuck-hole, lashing and whipping her budding clit to send hot, jagged bolts of raw passion sizzling through her veins. And as she moaned her pleasure, Uncle Mack was allowing her to feast on his big cock.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred, pushing her face forward to meet her uncle's slow, measured thrusts, sucking the cock into her mouth until the cock-knob pushed against the opening of her throat.
Tracy's jaws were opened wide to accept her uncle's big cock. She loved the way his meaty prick forced her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. The flavor of his prick delighted her, tantalizing her senses, satisfying her oral craving for cockmeat. And between her parted thighs, her cousin was greedily lapping at her cunt, shoving his tongue between her juicy pussy folds to suck at her feminine juices. "That's it, Tracy!" Uncle Mack sighed. He hooked a hand around the back of his niece's neck, holding her up a little as he worked his hips to and fro, fucking his prick deep into her mouth. "Suck me, kid. You've got a real good mouth on you."
Shoving his tongue as far into her fuck-hole as he could, Paul worked his swimming trunks down to his knees. His prick bobbed angrily, searching for a warm, tight pussy to be fucked into. When he brought his face away from his cousin's juicy pussy, his cheeks were slick with her cunt nectar.
"I'm going to fuck you," he said quietly, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Though Tracy heard the words, she couldn't respond because her tonsils were being pounded by the blunt, pulsating head of her uncle's fuck-stick. A thick, salty drop of pre-cum oozed from Uncle Mack's pisshole, and she greedily tongued it off, purring passionately as she waited for the bliss of having her cuntlips parted by Paul's rigid fucker.
Getting onto the seat with his cousin, Paul looked down at Tracy and felt the blood begin to boil in his veins. Never in his life had he seen such a wanton, lewd display of feminine cock-hunger. Her slender thighs were quivering, and his eyes seemed to dance from her black silk stockings to that special area just above her stockings and below her cunt hair. He stroked her spread thighs, feeling the silk under his palms. The silk was cool compared to the heated flesh it encased.
Tracy's dress was bunched above her hips, glittering, the sequins reflecting the morning sunlight. Beneath the dress, her 36D-cup tits were quivering, rolling about from her chest, the nipples distended.
And lastly there was her face. Green eyes misted over with lust. Full lips wrapped around the head of his father's prick. Almost perfectly straight sandy-brown hair falling down over the cushions.
"I've got to fuck you," Paul said as he sat on the cushions and put Tracy's silk-encased thighs over his own, pushing his prick down to guide it to her juicy fuck-hole.
Tracy quivered when she felt the cockhead pushing against her fiery, juice-slickened cuntlips. She sucked harder on her uncle's cock, fighting against the rising flood tide of sensations that threatened to blot out reality. When the cock pushed at her, her cuntlips parted easily, enveloping the fleshy knob of her cousin's prick.
"Fuck her, Son," Mack said, watching his own son's prick slowly fucking deeper and deeper into Tracy's hot cunt. He looked down and watched his own stiff prick fucking between her lips, filling her pretty mouth.
Paul rocked his hips back and forth, working his prick around inside Tracy's cunt. He couldn't quite shove all of his prick into her tight pussy because he was sitting on the seat cushions and her thighs were over his own, but the feeling her pussy gave him as it surrounded his prick was absolute, sheer ecstasy.
Reaching out, he grabbed the teenager's tit, squeezing the rolling mound of succulent tit flesh through the bra. He pinched it hard, making her squirm as she feasted on his father's cock.
"Mmmmmmmft!" slurped the green-eyed seductress as she whipped the man's cockhead with her tongue, tightening her cuntal muscles around the boy's invading cocklance at the same time.
Tracy felt her cousin's cock fucking into her pussy, rubbing against her clit to fuel the inferno of wanton lust that burned in her soul. She turned her face slightly to one side as Uncle Mack fucked her mouth with his prick, allowing the burgeoning cock-knob to push against the inside of her cheek. Tracy's face bulged out with the awesome thickness of Uncle Mack's fuck-stick, distorting her beauty.
Tracy was not unaware of how she looked. And it was the knowledge that she looked as well as acted like a young slut that delighted her. She wasn't sweet and innocent looking like Jody. Tracy was a young woman who knew the pleasures sex could give her, and went for all the satisfaction and enjoyment she could.
"Mmmmmmm!" she purred loudly, turning her face to take her uncle's prick straight into her mouth.
Tracy nibbled on the hot, throbbing shank of cockmeat with her lips while her tongue curled around the cockshaft. She sucked more firmly on the prick. Though she was still in her teens, Tracy especially enjoyed fucking and sucking at the same time.
As the guys fucked into her, filling her mouth and cunt with hard, throbbing cockmeat, Tracy was already wondering how she could convince her parents to allow her to stay with Uncle Mack. Living in a home where she could get double-fucked regularly was her idea of a perfect living arrangement. Paul and Uncle Mack certainly turned on the lust in her, and they both had beautiful cocks.
"Ohhhhhhh! Suck a beautiful pussy," Paul said quietly, almost reverently, as he fucked his cock deep into Tracy's hot cunt. As he fucked her, he got the tip of his thumb wet with her pussy juice and began rubbing her red-hot clit, working it over tenderly.
When Uncle Mack grabbed his prick, holding it by the shaft, Tracy knew that it wouldn't be long before he gushed out his thick, salty wad of fuck-cream. She swirled her tongue around the pisshole while her lips worked over the rim of his cockhead.
Between her thighs, Paul was fucking his prick into her cunt faster and harder. He had his muscular arms wrapped around her thighs, pulling her tight ass toward him as he fucked his prick deep into her seething cunt. One black silk stocking had pulled down her leg, the dark elastic top of it now at her knee, the entire stocking itself loose and wrinkled around her leg.
"Ummmmmm!" she purred, keeping her head and shoulders up to present her hotly sucking mouth to her uncle's fucking prick.
Tracy's elbows dug deep into the cushions as she rocked under the multiple onslaught of cockmeat into her luscious body. She nibbled on Uncle Mack's spitty prick while working her cuntlips on her cousin's ramrodding fucker. Her big tits rolled on her chest, one slender spaghetti strap of her dress having fallen off her shoulder.
"Awwwwwww!" Paul groaned, throwing his hips forward to sink his raging prick as deep into the girl's hot, juicy pussy as he could.
The volcanic blasts of cum into her cunt made Tracy feel hot inside. Each time her cousin fucked his cock into her cunt, he ended the thrust with a blast of jism that splashed against the walls of her cunt. Again and again his bone-hard prick fucked into her cunt, spreading her pussy lips, and squirted out an eruption of cum that flooded the girl's massaging, milking fuck-hole.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned loudly, delighted that she had once again fucked her cousin into a hard, satisfying climax.
The youth continued fucking Tracy's cunt, even after he had pumped his balls dry inside the hotly massaging recesses of her cunt.
Since she was concentrating on using her cunt muscles on her cousin's overheated fuck-stick, Tracy was almost oblivious to the fact that her uncle had been fucking her mouth, jerking on the awesome cockshaft at the same time. Suddenly the cockhead slammed hard against the back of her mouth, almost fucking down her throat, and a sticky blast of jism squirted against her tonsils.
"Swallow, bitch!" Uncle Mack hissed, pounding on his wickedly aroused prick with one hand while he held the back of Tracy's neck with the other.
She had no choice but to swallow his cum. Uncle Mack's cockhead was wedged against the opening of her throat, and his jizz shot straight down her throat.
She swallowed several times as Uncle Mack fisted the gigantic shaft of cockmeat that sprang from his loins. Tracy was able to pull her head back enough to tongue the pricktip, and when she did a river of cum splashed against the roof of her mouth.
"Mmmmmmft!" she slurped, swirling the delicious cum around the cockhead with her tongue, savoring the heady flavor.
Tracy nursed on her uncle's prick, sucking tenderly, nibbling with her lips to work out the final drops of cock cream. When she was finished, she fell back onto the cushions.
"Oh, boys!" she said, the laughter in her tone indicating how much she'd loved getting double-fucked. "That was wild! What a way to start the morning!"
Tracy raised one foot, pointing her toe skyward as she pulled her stocking back up her thigh. She rolled her tongue around her full, red lips, getting off the one drop of fuck-cream that had previously escaped her mouth.
The boat was rocking slowly in the waves. Uncle Mack was looking around, a nervous glint in his eyes. From where they were, almost anyone with a house on the lake-and there were many-could have watched him and Paul getting their rocks off on the succulently seductive, big-titted teenager.
"Don't worry about it," Tracy said softly, patting her uncle's knee reassuringly. "I'm sure nobody watched us."
Sitting upright once again, she smoothed her dress over her thighs and pulled the errant strap onto her shoulder. It was time to return home, she guessed, and she didn't want Jody to see her looking disheveled. It was important to Tracy that Jody didn't know what kind of cock-hungry, lusty nymphomaniac she was. Tracy was certain that Jody would be absolutely livid if she knew that Tracy had fucked her father and brother.