Chapter 8
"Come on, Tracy, give me a little head," Paul said, pushing his swim trunks down to his thighs. "We've fucked, and I've eaten your cunt until you came. Don't you think it's time you returned the favor?"
Tracy's full-lipped, sensual mouth curled into a lusty smile. "Yes, you're absolutely right," she said, sinking to her knees in the bathroom, feeling her cunt begin to simmer with excitement. "How thoughtless of me. I give wonderful blow-jobs." She held his cock in her right hand, stroking it slowly, watching it grow in size. "Watch me now. Don't you take your eyes off me while I suck your cock."
Paul grabbed the counter of the bathroom sink to steady himself, his eyes the size of saucers. Though he had fucked her less than an hour before on the boat, he was already horny again.
Tracy kissed the spongy head of his cock-knob lightly, pressing her lips against the mushroomed crown as she purred like a kitten.
Opening her mouth wide, she snaked her tongue between her lips, flicking it against his pisshole. His thighs flexed into knotted cords of hard muscle as she worked around the pisshole with her tongue, lapping hungrily at the bulbous head of Paul's fuck-stick.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, pulling her face away from the cock slightly. "I can still taste my cunt on your prick. I like that. It reminds me of how beautifully you fucked me."
Tracy worked her tongue over the head of her cousin's prick, thoroughly moistening the cock-knob before she pushed her lips over the throbbing prickshaft.
"Ohhhh! Suck me, Tracy," Paul groaned, watching his prick sinking between her red lips, fucking deep into her hotly sucking mouth.
Tracy gobbled the prick into her mouth until her lips touched the edge of her fist, which was still encircling the base of Paul's fuck-stick. She groaned softly, her cheeks hollowing in as she sucked. Her tongue grazed against the underside of the steelish cockshaft, rubbing the tender flesh, fueling the blazing inferno of wanton lust that burned in her cousin's soul.
She held his fucker deep in her mouth for a long time, nibbling on the cockshaft with her lips, sucking hard, scraping the bone-hard prick with her tongue. Tracy squeezed the root of his cock with her fingers, testing its hardness, delighted at how quickly Paul could get a hard-on that was just as rigid as the first one of the day.
"Mmmmmmm! Ummmmmm!" she crooned, pistoning her upper body as she gulped the cockmeat into her mouth, dragging her lips over the red-hot surface of his prick.
She sucked slowly and expertly, pulling back so that she could lash at the pisshole with the tip of her tongue, then throwing her face forward to swallow most of Paul's cockrod into her mouth. As she dragged her full, hot, buttery-soft lips over his prick, she fisted it, simultaneously giving him a hand-job as well as a blow-job.
When Paul started to push his hips toward Tracy's face, meeting her head as she gulped the prick into her hot, moist mouth, she grabbed him by the hips and pushed him back against the counter. She released the cock from her mouth's sucking, moist embrace.
"Don't do that," she said, not taking her eyes off the bulging, reddish-tinted knob of her cousin's fuck-stick. "Just let me pleasure you. You don't have to do anything but stand there."
Paul groaned and tried to say something but his throat wouldn't work. Watching the beautiful teenager sucking on his cock was a bit too much excitement for him to have all his faculties working properly.
She twisted her fist around his prick, working her hands around the cockrod while she pumped on it. Tracy's soft lips kneaded the cockhead and cockshaft, playing over the throbbing length of the prick while her tongue danced along the heated flesh.
A bubble of saliva formed at the corner of Tracy's mouth", burst, then trickled down to her chin. She used her free hand to wipe the saliva away and then put the hand between her thighs, pushing up her minidress to fondle the turgid lips of her hungry fuck-hole.
"Mmmmmmmmmft!" she slurped, filling her mouth with her cousin's prick as her fingertip played lightly over her red-hot, tingling clit.
Tracy loved finger-fucking herself when she gave a blow-job, toying with her aroused clit while she pleased a man beyond his wildest expectations. There was an erotic quality about getting herself off while she gulped down fuck-cream that fascinated the young girl. Though she didn't entirely understand it, finger-fucking her seething cunt gave Tracy a sense of independence that fucking didn't give her.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. Tracy took his cock out of her mouth and rubbed the spitty cockhead over her tingling lips. "Paul, I love your cock. Honest! I'm in love with your cock!"
"Suck it," the boy replied, wanting to say more but unable to.
Pushing her lips over his pricktip again, Tracy inserted her middle finger into her cunt, sliding it between her lust-swollen cuntlips, rubbing her clit at the same time.
Her hand became a blur between her legs as Tracy finger-fucked herself. Nibbling on the pulsing shaft of Paul's bone-hard, jaw-stretching prick, she threw her face forward until the cockhead pounded against her tonsils.
Tracy's sandy-brown hair swirled around her cheeks as she sucked cock. Beneath the black sequined dress, her big tits jiggled and swayed, the nipples distended with passion, sending tingles throughout her body as they rubbed against the dress's material.
She got so turned on that she nearly choked herself on Paul's cock. Pitching her head and shoulders at his cock, she took it between her lips until the cockhead punched against the opening of her throat.
"Easy, easy," Paul said softly as his cousin sputtered at the end of his prick. "You're doing great. You don't need to kill yourself on it."
Holding just the cockhead in her mouth, Tracy twisted her head around, lapping at the clefted underside and the drooling pisshole. Salty pre-cum tantalized her taste buds, a forewarning of better things to come.
Her slender thighs, tightly encased in thigh-high black silk stockings, quivered with the unbridled lust that consumed her senses. Tracy nibbled with her lips on the fuck-stick, delighting in the hardness. Her red lips squeezed firmly around the fiery cockmeat while her tongue worked restlessly.
"Ohhhh! Goddamn it, Tracy, I don't think I can hold back much longer," the boy said, his face twisted into a grimace of ecstasy.
It felt like his cock had been shoved into a sauna, and Tracy's tongue was flicking against his pisshole in the most maddeningly erotic manner. He watched her lips descending over his cock, gliding over the rim of his pricktip then moving down the cockshaft. Between his legs, his hairy balls were sizzling hot, almost ready to gush out their second cum-load of the day.
"Mmmmmmmft! Ummmmmmg!" crooned the lusty teenager, sucking hard on the prick, drawing her cheeks in to squeeze the sides of the cockshaft with the inside of her mouth. Her tongue curled around the cockshaft, tingling with the pungent, salty flavor of pre-cum. Between her legs, her middle finger was jammed palm-deep in her turgid, juicy pussy.
"I'm going to . . . cum!" Paul gasped, unaware of how loud he had said the impassioned warning.
Tracy held just her cousin's cockhead in her mouth, her red lips wrapped snugly around the prickshaft just behind the rim of the prick-knob.
She pounded with demonic fury on the pulsing, veined shaft of Paul's prick, lashing at the cockhead with her tongue as she finger-fucked hard and fast into her cunt, rubbing against her clit.
The first eruption of his jism shot against Tracy's tongue, splattering against the roof of her mouth. It was all she needed to explode, herself. Hot, slick girl-cum slushed out of her cunt, flooding into her pounding palm, trickling between her fingers as she whimpered softly and swallowed the manly fuck-cream that spewed from Paul's pricktip.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Paul grunted as his balls released their load, splattering the girl's tonsils with cum.
Tracy scraped the clefted underside of the cockhead as spewing rockets of cum gushed over her tongue and against the back of her mouth. She swallowed, stabbing her fuck-hole with her finger, desperately craving each precious drop of jism that jetted from her cousin's prick.
Pounding her fist over the shaft of Paul's prick while she fucked her cunt with her finger, Tracy worked her cousin's balls dry as she emptied her cunt of pussy juice. When at last she felt the final, flexing end of Paul's orgasm, she drew an extremely firm suction on the cockrod and was able to get a final drop.
She fell onto her ass on the floor of the bathroom, her minidress around her waist, her pink cuntlips glistening with girl-cum, exposed to Paul's glassy eyes. Her tits heaved on her chest as she gulped in sweet, refreshing air.
"Y-You've got . . . the hottest . . . cum in the world," Tracy said breathlessly. She ran the tip of her tongue around her lips, making sure she hadn't missed any of his delicious jism. "Damn it, Paul, I really get turned on sucking you off. I really do."
"Tuck it back in," Paul said, nodding toward his cock, which was now at half-mast. "You started this, you should finish it."
Tracy smiled, getting onto her knees again. With her hands on her thighs, she leaned forward and kissed the rubbery knob of his prick.
"That's not quite true. You started this. I only did what you told me to."
She pulled his swimming trunks up his legs and gently placed his prick inside, then kissed the outside of the trunks over his cock. She smiled and purred softly, enjoying the tantalizing flavor of spunk on her tongue.
"I'll see you later," Tracy said, getting to her feet, discovering her legs felt a little wobbly. The climax had drained her of much of her strength, as well as pussy juice. "I've got to get something other than cum in my stomach. I'm famished, and though I like eating cock, it isn't exactly a full breakfast, if you know what I mean."
She left the bathroom, swishing her ass, feeling Paul's eyes on her ass as she walked down the hallway. Each step she took was calculated to heighten Paul's interest-and his cock-once again.
"See you later!" she called over her shoulder, her thighs scissoring delectably.
Tracy was wondering if there was anything else in store for her that day. It wasn't even noon yet. And already she had sucked off her uncle and Paul, and fucked Paul once.
Now this is my idea of living, she thought happily.