The Dulcets
were a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet
St Mary, Dulcet Green and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a few, and of course
Dulcet-on-Willow which was a large sprawling village beside the gentle shallow
River Willow, which ran unhurriedly from the Pepperstock Hills to the more
vibrant River Brooke, and it was on the banks of the river where the Marshall
family home was situated and the Marshall’s were playing host to the Ridings
during Christmas.
On the last
Saturday before the big day youngest son Johnny Marshall came upon his sixteen-year-old
cousin Chantal Ridings standing in the middle of his bedroom, completely naked
wearing only jewellery, tinsel in her hair and a smile.
Following
that the first of several sexual encounters occurred between them in the kitchen.
He had trouble
getting to sleep, he thought about closing the curtain wondering if it was the
moonlight keeping him awake but decided not to and dozed off.
He had no
idea how long he had slept but when he began to stir, he was instantly aware
that his cock was stirring also, and he drifted in and out of sleep with his
mind full of vivid erotic dreams.
He dreamt
he could feel fingers stroking his shaft and tugging and teasing him to full
erection.
It felt so
real, and his cock was so hard, then he dreamt that he felt…, no not dreamt, he
definitely felt the telltale feathering of a tongue flicking round his knob.
So he
lifted his head off the pillow and he could see a figure in the gloom but he
couldn’t tell whose lips and wet mouth had enveloped his helmet, he glanced
down again but still couldn’t tell whose head was pleasuring his swollen cock
but he knew very well it was Chantal whose mouth was around his prick and
sucking on him.
Waking up to the unexpected delight of his cock in a hot girls mouth was
amazing so he lay back and savored the pleasure.
In order to
take him into her throat Chantal half climbed onto the bed presenting him with
her beautiful round arse well in striking distance of his hand.
So he reached out a paw and groped up her nightie, caressing her round buttocks,
enjoying its firmness and fullness.
Then while
she slurped on his grateful member he slipped his fingers into the waistband of
her knickers and yanked them down to her knees to expose the swollen lips of
her hairy pussy, and he probed her creamy wet pussy and managed to elicit moans
of pleasure between the slurps on his shaft.
After a period of sustained fingering and without disengaging her mouth from
his swollen member she wriggled her legs free of her panties and clambered onto
Johnny’s chest to present her hot ripe minge to his waiting mouth.
“Breakfast
is served” he said then noshed on her, slurping her cunny juice like nectar.
“Enjoy” Chantal responded
She brought
him to the brink of tipping his load time after time until she came, and her fanny
was farting in hoarse whispers.
Eventually Chantal could wait no longer and jumped quickly off him and stripped
off her nightie so he could fuck her naked.
As he lay their watching her strip, in the moonlight, his face covered in her
juice, he thought how much he loved her body.
He was
still admiring her body as she climbed on him, especially her incredible tits,
and then she was impaling her eager nonny on to his waiting shaft and began
pumping on it like a piston.
Her tits jiggled
uncontrollably as she thrashed about wildly moaning like a beast as she rode on
him like a bucking bronco before she screamed out in orgasm and Johnny exploded
inside her, pumping hot spunk into her quivering quim.
Chantal’s cunny spasming in time with the pulsing of each ejaculation of his cock
and then they collapsed and slept where they had come to rest after their
exertions with Johnny’s cock still inside her cunny.
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