Family Ties

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“I was hoping to make you hot and slippery.”

“That too.” All of a sudden she screwed up her face in annoyance. “Why do you talk so much? You’re supposed to be ravishing me, not chatting!”

She sat forward anxiously. “I’m sorry! I didn’t—”

“It’s okay. I’m not upset. But you want me to ravish you, right?”

“And you like it when I tell you what to do.”

“So… lie back and spread your legs.”

She did, although she hesitated and had to work up her courage before she uncrossed her ankles and very deliberately planted her heels about two feet apart.

I felt a flare of arousal as I realized she’d shaved her pussy. Her crotchless panties made it obvious. “All the way,” I said, my voice slightly hoarse with emotion.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly pulled up her knees

until her thighs were wide open.

“Much better. Now touch your pussy.” I started taking off my own clothes. “Spread it open. Use your fingers. Show me.”

My hard-on sprang up as I pushed my jeans and boxers down. The movement immediately drew her eyes.

“You like my cock, don’t you?”

“I like it… your cock.”

“You aren’t ready for it, though.”

She moistened her lips and her expression brightened.

“Tell me about your surprise.”

“The lingerie. And…”

“Mmm, I couldn’t stop thinking of you.”

“A-anything you want.”

“Do it,” I said sternly.

She jumped as if I’d pinched her, although her expression showed excitement. She lubricated a finger along her channel, and I caught a glimmer of moisture as she began rubbing her hidden clit.

“That’s it,” I told her. “That’s a good girl.”

“Mmm hmm, good girls like sex too.”

She compressed her lips and nodded.

I sat next to her on the bed so I could see better. “You like me watching, don’t you?”

She nodded again, a little jerkily, as if she didn’t want to admit it.

Her smooth pussy showed through the opening in her panties. Her labia were small, like the rest of her, and pink with arousal. I reached between her

legs and touched her. She was hot and slippery all right.

“Don’t stop playing with yourself.” I slowly pushed a finger inside. She gasped and closed her eyes as I began moving it within her. She whimpered when I pulled it out, but started sucking as soon as I touched it to her lips.

“You like the taste of yourself, don’t you?”

She nodded and pulled my finger deeper into her mouth.

“And you like sucking. Anything.”

She released my finger and panted.

“Uh-uh. Use the naughty word.”

Her nostrils flared as she arched her back. She was getting close, so I returned my finger to her pussy.

“You want to suck mine, don’t you?”

“All you have to do is say it.”

She arched her back again, and her pussy gripped my finger. Her face and chest were flushed with arousal and exertion. She let out a long squeak of pleasure when I crooked my finger and pressed her G-spot. Her own fingers bore down on her clit and vibrated frantically.

Fifteen seconds later she tensed and froze as the climax crashed over her.

She silently rode the wave of pleasure until it receded. Then she collapsed against the pillows, and her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath. I watched her for a moment before I withdrew my finger.

“You’re beautiful,” I said softly, “especially when you come. And you’re a very good girl.”

“I like your surprise, too. Both of them.”

“One more,” she said through an aftershock.

My eyebrows shot up. “Again? My pleasure. Let’s take these off first.”

“No,” she panted. “I mean…”

“I know what you mean,” I said softly. I spread her legs and moved between them. She lay back and relaxed, so I took my time and admired her smooth pussy. Her outer labia were dusky rose and not very prominent, especially with her legs spread wide. Her inner lips tapered to a point over her clit, which had gone into hiding after her orgasm. They were fleshier around her opening and spread like little wings.

I pressed my face into the soft, smooth flesh. Then I flicked my tongue into her opening and tasted the tang of her arousal. She was still sensitive from her first orgasm, so I took my time and teased her until she began rocking her hips and moaning softly. When her clit poked its little pink head out, I teased it with my tongue and then sucked gently.

“Please!” she said at last. “I can’t stand it.”

“Tell me what you want.”

I circled her clit with my tongue and then sucked it, and she tried to pull me even closer to her pussy.

“Yes,” she gasped, “that’s it. Do that again.”

I did that again, and added pressure from inside against her G-spot. She clutched the sheets and went rigid with a silent scream of ecstasy. Her orgasm swelled for a dozen heartbeats before it finally released her. She went limp and panted from the force of it.