Stacy 4 - Sex Stories

Stacy 4

I was having the most wonderful dream about my eighteen year old little s****r, Stacy. Waves of pleasure washed over me as I dreamt of all the things we had done and would be able to do. My imagination pictured how flexible the little gymnast was and put her into some truly amazing positions. It was delightful how she could hold herself in a handstand while I held onto those small hips and ploughed my hard cock into her tight wet crevice. The pleasure got more intense and I heard her say, "Is that good?" "Mmm hummh," I sighed. "Well, you'll have to tell me better than that or I'm gonna stop." My dream did not seem quite right. Although I was holding her hips and shoving my shaft into her pussy while she stayed in a handstand, I could feel her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock. Neither did it feel quite like I remembered when I slid into her little cunt. "C'mon, Jack, tell me!" she complained. "Hunh?" I mumbled, drifting up from my slumber. I felt my stiff cock aching as it was surrounded by a warm, wetness that contained something that wriggled against the underside of my shaft and rasped across it. Realisation dawned and I opened my eyes in shock. I was lying in my bed, legs spread apart and Stacy was lying between them. She had her arms across the tops of my thighs and was licking at my cockhead like it was an ice cream cone. The Tee-shirt she had worn to bed was so large on her that it hung to her knees and on the front of it was a Disney cartoon of sl**ping ...

... Beauty. Some strange detached part of my brain wondered why she wasn't still wearing the nightshirt from last night's encounter in the bathroom, but it made no impact on my lust filled consciousness. Her eyes sparkled and she flashed me a naughty grin as her tongue fluttered over the little slit on the end of my glans. "I said, tell me. You know I like it. Do it for me Jack, please." I glanced at my alarm clock and saw that it was not due to go off for an hour and a half yet. The little brat must have woken up horny and wanted some satisfaction. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back to the pillow in ecstasy when she sank my length back into her mouth. Her little head bobbed up and down on me as she slurped noisily on my cock while I just lay there and let the sensations chase electric thrills through my groin. Suddenly, the sucking heaven was snatched away from me and I felt a sharp slap across my thigh. I looked down my body to see her pushing herself upright with a sulky pout on her face, "If you won't play, then I won't either!" She began to clamber off my bed when I shot out a hand and clasped it onto her small shoulders. "Wait Stace!" I knew what she wanted from me; it was the dirty talk. I felt a little silly doing it, but she loved it and it really got her hot, so I was not about to complain or refuse. I took hold of the base of my aching cock and wobbled the hard shaft at her, feeling her saliva run down it as I did so. "C'mon, little s****r, suck your big b*****r's ...