Lyla felt someone pinch her ass and spun around to see Zane. "Hey Lyla, how you doin' sweetie?"
"Fine jerk, keep your hands to yourself!" She smoothed her skirt as their eyes met. Lyla knew him from college.
"Honey how about you and me go up to Sunset Ridge?" He winked, flicking his cigarette. Lyla's heart raced. She longed to go out with Zane, but Sunset Ridge was notorious...notorious for cherry-popping.
"Well?" he grinned. "You wanna have some fun?" Lyla looked up into his dark eyes.
"No...I better not. My Uncle Bruce patrols that area."
"Okay Lyla, just let me know if you need help getting them skin-tight shorts off." He winked and glanced down. "Nice camel-toe, I'd love to play with it."
Lyla blushed furiously and covered her crotch. But the guy made her pussy wet. Her aroused cunt lips rubbed together, tingling as she started to walk home. Soon a cop car swooped up to the curb.
"Evening niece, want a ride?"
"Sure." Lyla slid into the seat and shut the door. Her Uncle Bruce was built like a boxer, and his cop car smelled like a gym.
The car passed Zane on the corner, lighting a cigarette. His eyes flicked up at Lyla, and she squirmed with hot pussy tingles.
"So niece, how you enjoying spring break?"
"I hate it. I'm bored stiff."
He laughed. "Sometimes STIFF is fun. Since you're bored you can join me on patrol tonight, going up to Hump Hill." Bruce headed towards Sunset Ridge. Lyla bit her lip, hoping she wouldn't see anyone she knew.
"I don't care about college kids messing around. But if I didn't roust them, the daddy of every twat in town would be on my ass.
Opening the glove box Lyla looked for a tissue. "Uncle, I can't believe you have a box of rubbers in your glove box?"
"Why?" Bruce laughed. "You want one for your boyfriend?"
"I don't have a boyfriend!" They drove to the top of the Ridge. Uncle Bruce flashed his headlights across the parked cars... frantic heads bobbed like scared chickens.
"There's two going at it in that convertible. Look at those jugs jiggle." Her uncle laughed while rubbing his crotch. "Hey, she's that new big-titted librarian, that babe can ride my face anytime."
Lyla blushed and gripped the seat as Bruce flashed his spotlight at other cars with steamed-up windows. Lyla's pussy felt jealous. Then she recalled Zane's naughty offer to pull off her shorts...and play with her camel-toe.
"Uncle I need some air." Lyla stumbled outside and hurried past the bouncing cars. She walked up a moonlit path. Close to the top of the hill she heard moaning.
Lyla stepped closer, holding her breath. A girl's groans came through the bushes.
"Uhh honey... that feels good!" Peering across the thicket, Lyla saw a guy on top of a college girl. It was Wes, her older brother! And spread underneath him was their Cousin Bree!
"Oh, Bree you're pussy's so tight," Wes whispered. Lyla saw Bree's knees bend up, making a fuck saddle for her brother. Bree's furry red twat squirmed as her ass slid back and forth in the grass.
Lyla felt her nipples harden when Wes sucked her cousin's jiggling boobs. Wesley pumped Bree's twat with nasty slurping sounds. Cousin Bree humped back, clawing at his back.
"Oh Wes... you're so stiff... Fuck Me!" Bree tossed her red hair as Wes rear back and screwed harder. Lyla saw her brother's glossy boner pop out—and slam in deep!
Lyla jumped, feeling Wes's thick boner slamming into her own pussy, making her love juices gush. As Wes's cock pumped, the pink lips of Bree's cunt pulled in and out, tugging at his shaft.
Bree groaned. "Ohh wow... Screw me Wesley!"
His balls slapped against Bree's crack, and her butt bounced in the mashed grass. Bree's big jugs shook as she was skewered by Wes's cock. The nasty sounds of screwing made Lyla rub herself.
"Ohh... oh Wesley... ungh... it's so deep... I can feel you all the way inside me."
Bree curled her fingernails into Wes's back. Wesley pushed forward on his knees, holding her twat up as he slammed it again and again. Lyla saw droplets of cunt juice dripping from his balls.
Lyla never dreamed fucking was so ferocious. Her brother and cousin humped like animals. Bree bit Wes's neck, and he shoved his cock so hard it made Lyla's pussy tremble...
At that moment, Lyla imagined Wesley spearing her own juicy cunt...spearing deep into her aching hole. Lyla pressed her thighs tight as her naked relatives humped faster. "Uhh... ohhh... Wesley!"
"Yeah baby... ohh... here it comes. Here... it..."
"Yes...ugh...ugh..." Bree's mouth panted in sharp gasps as her face twisted up in orgasm. Wes yanked on Bree's boobs...and Lyla's own titties yearned to be tugged.
"Make it spurt Wesley, cum inside me!"
'Oh yes Wes... do it!' Thrusting her hand into her panties, Lyla dug into her slit until her finger found her clitty. A girl's finger is her best friend. She rubbed her nubbin, watching her brother's cock slip out of her Bree's cunt.
It spurted across Bree's curly pubes. "No Wes, put it inside me! Fill me up!"
Wes's spurting prick lunged in and out of Bree's sloppy hole. The smacking, slurpy sounds made Lyla whimper. The couple tongue kissed as their sweaty bodies twisted together.
Cum foam covered Bree's red cunt hair, with more cum leaking down her crack. Lyla whispered, 'wow...fucking is fucking messy.'
Down the hill Bruce blasted the car horn. Lyla took a last look at the tangled fuck-flesh, and noticed her brother's prick harden for another go. '...oh wow.'
Uncle Bruce yelled through his bullhorn. "Lyla—get your naughty ass down here!" Lyla pulled her finger out of her twat and ran down the path, with pussy juice leaking down her legs.
"My brother screwing my cousin...gosh that's incest!"
* * * * *
Twenty minutes Lyla jumped into the cop car with her twat on fire.
Her uncle grunted. "Girl you see any bang-bang action out there?" Lyla shook her head, and Bruce handed her a flask. "You want a nip?"
"Sure." She sipped the bottle, and the booze burned down. She swallowed more.
"Hey! Take it easy girl!" Bruce grabbed the bottle away, but it was too late. Lyla felt all warm and giddy...and horny as sin.
"Niece you're not used to booze. If I take you home drunk, your mom'll shoot me." He patted her arm, and Lyla turned so his hand patted her tit.
Watching the fuck-show made Lyla's young pussy ache so bad she let out a tear.
"Hey, are you okay honey? Here, have another swig that will make you feel better." Bruce kissed her cheek. Lyla felt his warm hand on her quivering thigh... she moved it under her skirt, to her panties.
She humped her moist pussy against his hand. Bruce stammered. "Oh...oh niece we better stop... I...I better get you home."
"No, kiss me more Uncle!"
"Now niece you don't mean that. You're just drunk." His hand was still on her panties. Lyla pushed it under her panties next to her fuzzy blonde pussy...
But Bruce jerked it back, started the cop car, and drove off.
Lyla giggled. "Is my Big Bad Uncle afraid of a girl?" She winked, rubbing his crotch. He pushed her hand away. Feeling buzzed, Lyla yanked up her blouse and bra, letting her plump naked tits flop out the window.
Bruce wheeled the car around, slamming the brakes. "Girl are you bat-shit crazy?"
"No, I'm cunt crazy." Lyla hugged her uncle, rubbing her aroused nipples against his uniform. "Uncle I know what people do at Sunset Ridge...."
"Sir, don't you wanna do that to me? Ain't I pretty enough to fuck?"
"Yes...I mean NO!" He pulled her blouse down. "Niece you're trying to get me in trouble. Now keep those titties in their holsters."
"But I'm all itchy down there." She took a swig. "Booze makes my pussy burn." Lyla wriggled out of her skirt and panties. "Hey uncle, let's get NAKID!"
Bruce froze, licking his lips slowly. She felt his dark eyes probing her curly blonde twat. "Do you really want this, niece?" He jerked out his hefty cock and stroked it.
Lyla's eyes widened as she watched the thing grow and stick out...pointing at her pussy-hole. Lyla covered herself. "It's... It's like a spear...a pussy spear!"
"Niece, you really want my cock ripping through your cherry? I bet you're still a damn virgin?" She nodded meekly. "You don't know what a hard prick feels like."
Grabbing Lyla's wrist, he made her grasp the rigid shaft. "Oh, it's like a bone."
"You mean Boner." Her uncle laughed. "Niece could you take that boner up your tiny fuck-hole? ALL THE WAY?" Lyla shook her head. "That's what you begged for... a good hard pussy-ripping."
He made her move his foreskin up and down over the bulging knob. His scary prick throbbed in her tiny hand. "Oh-oh!" Lyla's eager pussy suddenly cringed. She covered it with her hand.
"Um, Uncle Bruce... take me home... please take me home!"
"Okay scaredy-cat we'll leave, but I'm holding these." Bruce grabbed Lyla's skirt and panties... and sniffed her panties before shoving them in his pocket.
Lyla had to sit bottomless during the trip, with her wet pussy clinging to the vinyl upholstery. It was embarring. Lyla hoped she wouldn't leave a girl slick on the seat.
* * * * *
Bruce parked outside her driveway. "Thanks uncle, now give me back my clothes."
"I will, you little twat, but you gave me blue-balls. I have to unload some cum." Lyla gulped when Bruce pulled her face down to his boner.
"Now suck it niece, suck it good and swallow down my jism. You know you want to. A horny girl has to learn how to give head." Lyla looked cross-eyed at his prick and knew uncle was right.
Blushing neon red, she got down on her knees. "That's it niece. First lick my balls." Lyla's little tongue lapped at his gross balls—until she gagged—and spit out a hair!
Uncle Bruce laughed. "Now open those pretty-pink lips, and suck it deep." His prick pressed against Lyla's lips until she opened her mouth. Uncle's fat knob shoved in.
