Erotic Pic 1k Contest: Brief Encounter by Vanessa de Sade - 02/01/2012

An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest: Februray 2012 Entry.


The breathless night was stiflingly hot and unforgiving as Savannah tossed and turned in her arid bed. She had long-since discarded her flimsy nightshirt and it lay in a damp heap on the bare boards of her bedroom floor, her hot body completely naked except for a tiny pair of lace panties that clung to her immaculately waxed pussy like a second skin.

Aaron had warned that returning home for the summer after her freshman year at NYU was a bad idea. "You've tasted freedom in the Big Apple, girl," he admonished, running his tongue over her dark brown and painfully erect nipples, "home's never going to be the same again. And besides, what are you going to do for a whole summer without my big fat cock to make you smile?"



"Oh, I don't know," she teased, dark green eyes flashing, "maybe I'll find myself some home-grown dick, or maybe I'll just revisit some of my old high school galpals and get me some Southern pussy like we did in the good old days…"



"I'll want details… and photographs," he whispered, as Savannah broke from his grip and slid down his body, taking his cock in both hands and gently kissing the tip. "Jeez, I'm going to miss you…"



"Then best I give you something to remember me by when you're out on the prowl amongst all those lonely co-eds," she whispered wickedly, peeling his tight foreskin back and letting her tongue explore the naked head of his straining erection.



"Oh that is good," Aaron breathed, not thrusting into her yet, just letting her swallow him all up, "so very, very good…"



Savannah agreed, though she didn't like to say so, as she never spoke with her mouth full. But she could feel him getting more and more excited and taste his salty pre-cum, and knew that it wouldn't be long before he would start to rear and buck and send all his salty desire down her throat.



"Time for my facial," she teased, pulling his huge swollen cock out of her rich full mouth without warning and giving it a hard slow jerk. Aaron cried something that could have been "oh fuck!" and started to convulse, then what felt like a gallon of hot scalding liquid splashed on her immaculate cheeks and mouth, and made delicious sticky strings in her long mane of dark brown hair.



"That's what your missing this summer," she whispered, "don't ever forget that!"



***



"Fuck, I sure wish I had him here now," she sighed, tossing and turning in her bed. She had been trying fingers and a vibrator all night, desperate to cum and relax, but solo satisfaction didn't seem to be in the equation for her tonight and, try as she might, her beautiful split-peach cunt just wasn't going to oblige.



Disgustedly she gave it up as a bad job, and, her fingers still wet with her own aromatic pussy juice, she tiptoed out of bed and crept down to the kitchen, not bothering to reach for the flimsy wrap that hung on the back of her old bedroom door.



It was the dead of night and the big old plantation house was still, and Savannah was just about to enter the cool of the kitchen when a light glowed softly as someone opened the refrigerator door. Savannah, aware that she was almost naked, ducked into a shadowy alcove and watched, and there, in the half light of the open ice box, was her step-brother, Bo, not only completely bare-ass naked but sporting a big and half-hard cock to sweeten the pot.



Unaware that he was being watched he helped himself to a beer from the fridge and opened it, the open door still illuminating him like something out of an old film noir movie, and then, to Savannah's delight, he gave his big beautiful cock a hard squeeze as he drank, his already inflated member appreciating the gesture and sticking out hard in front of him.



"And what have you been doing all alone in the dark, baby brother," Savannah whispered, coming up behind him and snaking her hands down his belly and into his thick pubic hair.



"Savannah? Oh Christ, you gave me a start, what the fuck are you doing up at this time?"



"I don't think that you've got room to talk about anyone being up," she giggled, her hands already on the rock-hard shaft of the huge cock that was sticking out in front of him like a yardarm, "but in answer to your question I've been lying in bed playing with my pussy but I just can't get it to cum. Would you like to have a try?"



He didn't reply but turned and took her in his arms, his big hands peeling her panties down and revealing her perfect ass to the light of the fridge door, his lips hungry for hers.



"No, no kissing," Savannah scolded pushing him down to his knees, "that's just too weird, just put that tongue to work on my sweet little clam…"



Bo went willingly, kissing his way down her muscular bench-pressed stomach, finding her cunt easily and letting out a cry of surprise.



"You've lost your beautiful bush," he exclaimed then stopped himself, and began to quickly explore the inner crevices of her slit in an effort to cover up his faux pas.



"And how do you know how beautiful my bush used to be?" Savannah teased, surprisingly aroused after just two or three flicks of young Bo's, frankly amateurish, tongue technique.



She could feel his blush but he owned up to it, and she couldn't be mad at someone who was treating her pussy so good.



"The old shower room, there's a crack in the wall. If you stand in the cupboard next door you can see through…"



"And did you stand there and look at my sweet hairy bush while you played with that lovely cock of yours?" she asked as he brought her close to the edge with his clumsy tongue, his rock-hard cock pushing against her legs as he knelt at her feet.



He didn't reply for a moment and then it came. "Yes," he admitted as he tasted her sweetness, "for months and months on end…"



He might have said more but Savannah didn't hear him as her orgasm pumped through her like a tidal wave destroying all in it's path.



"Fuck me," she thought eventually, "I'm going to have to go night prowling more often. I might even run into my dear old step dad, Bo's not the only one who knows about that crack in the shower room wall!"