Claiming Emily

Spencer was too aroused by her pleasure to even smile. He wrapped his arm around her waist, his fingers digging into her hip as he crooked his finger and zeroed in on her g-spot, rubbing it as hard as he dared, sending her spiraling head first towards her first body-shuddering orgasm. He tried to control his breathing, his own choppy breaths becoming more erratic as her moans started to crescendo, as her grip on his shoulder tightened and she started gasping for air against his skin, her hips slowly bucking against his powerful hold. He tipped his head up, his breath fanning the sweaty tendrils around her ear, his words dark, encouraging as his finger rubbed her even faster, pressing into her sweet spot. He held her tighter as her back started to bow and her hips started to arch and roll against his hand, her moans long since turning to quick intakes of breath. He could tell that she didn't know what was happening to her but he sure as hell did. He slipped his thumb between her swollen, slippery lips and rubbed her neglected yet still sensitive clitoris. "Just let it take you. Cum, Em, cum for me," he growled in her ear, stimulating her g-spot, pushing her closer and closer...

She squealed as her back bowed and her hips pressed down onto his hand, her whole body shuddering, legs quivering uncontrollably as her orgasm overpowered her and her juices gushed from her, soaking his hand and the front of his trousers. Her nails scratched his skin as she tried to grip his sweaty flesh, her whole body shuddering beyond her control, his strong grip on her hip and his hand between her legs the only things keeping her somewhat upright. Her shuddering body arched and she feebly moaned as the powerful orgasm rolled through her body, her legs still quivering. "F-f-f-uck,"she stammered, trying to regain control of her body but just giving up and letting it roll through her. She'd had what she thought was an orgasm before at her own hands but it had been minimal compared to what he had just given her. She struggled to catch her breath as the last of her first powerful orgasm started to lessen and she doubted it was going to be the last one he was going to give her. She whimpered when she felt him pull his finger from her still contracting channel, instinctively clamping her inner muscles around his digit to keep it inside her. She sagged against him and caught the heady scent of her own juices as he brought that finger, heavily coating with her cum, up to their faces.

He breathed in the intoxicating scent of her orgasm that had left his finger and hand coated with her creamy essence, glistening on his flesh in the dim light. His breath was hot against her face, watching her, feeling her uncontrollable breathing against his own face. He slowly drew his wet finger across her bottom lip and when her tongue darted out to taste herself on her lip he growled, "Suck it clean." He groaned in pure male satisfaction when she opened her mouth and practically inhaled his finger, sucking it deep into her mouth as her tongue cleaned her muskiness from his finger, letting it pop out only to lick what she could from his palm, moaning against his hand as she greedily cleaned herself from his skin. His cock was throbbing even harder in his constricting trousers, a heavy surge of precum soaking into the material where her juices had already saturated them. Her orgasm had his needs thrumming through his body, his heart pounding in his chest, and when she sucked hard on his finger... He needed to fuck her more than he ever needed to fuck anyone that had ever come before her and he had to struggle with his primal animalistic urges to slow way down when he just wanted to fuck her hard. He fisted his hand into her hair and kissed her hard, his tongue plunging deep into her mouth, tasting what he could of her on her tongue. He tore his mouth from hers. "I have to taste you," he grated out. "Lay between the seats."

Emily moved off of his lap and, bracing her hands on the tops of the front bucket seats, lowered her torso down into the opening between the leather seats, resting her back on the padded storage compartment as she braced her forearms under her on the front seats, raising herself just slightly. She watched as he moved to the center of the seat and she rested her feet on the raised portion of the back foot well, her thighs restlessly rubbing together, smearing her juices on her still quivering thighs. Obviously he wasn't going to have any of that because she gasped when he grasped her legs by the back of her knees, pulling her hips closer to the edge of the console, and swiftly parted her legs, lifting them high and she instinctively put them over his shoulders, watching the expression on his face as he stared down at her naked body in the dim light, at her pussy glistening with her juices, aching for his touch once again. She moaned when he slid his hands up the length of her thighs and over her hips, pushing her bodysuit that had been bunched around her waist even higher, lifting her hips as his large, strong hands glided down her quivering abdomen. "Spencer..."

Spencer tugged her hips off the edge of the padded console; she was slender enough to easily fit between the seats with room to squirm around, and parted her legs as wide as he could, staring down at the blood-swollen lips of her smooth pussy, her juices coating her skin. He gently caressed her still quivering abdomen with his large hands, his thumbs gliding over her swollen mons, and then down between her legs, caressing her trembling thighs to cradle the smooth globes of her taut ass, lifting her higher as he lowered his head, breathing in the heady scent of her arousal. He slipped his tongue between the blood-swollen lips of her pussy and slowly drew it upwards, licking her long and slow, hearing her moans turn to a cry as he flicked the tip of his tongue over her swollen and sensitive clitoris. "Mmmm, you taste so fuckin' good, baby." He licked her again, slowly drawing one side of her blood-filled fleshy labia into his mouth, sucking upon it, letting it slide back out before sucking the other side into his hot, wet mouth, tasting her, savoring her. "I could eat your pussy all day." He gave her another long slow lick, circling his tongue around the swollen bud of her clitoris, watching her face the best that he could from his position. He stuck the tip of his tongue into her vagina, lapping up the juices that dribbled out of her, moaning against her slippery flesh, savoring the flavor of her pussy as she reached down and fisted her hand into his hair, pressing her aching pussy against his mouth. He smiled against her hot, wet flesh. She enjoyed it as much as he did if not more.

And then he really started to devour her. He dug his fingers into the supple globes of her ass, holding her hard and high as he fucked her ripe and saturated pussy with his tongue, slurping and sucking up her juices as they started to flow again, rubbing her swollen clitoris with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth, her high-pitched cries filling the cab of the truck over the sound of the pounding rain. "Oh fu-ck!" Emily cried out, instinctively clamping his head between her trembling thighs as her entire body started to quiver, her orgasm hitting her even harder this time, plunging her into another strong release as his mouth noisily sucked upon her tender, dripping pussy. Her hips started to buck and he held her steady as he sucked harder on her swollen and hyper-sensitive clitoris, strumming it hard with the tip of his tongue, slipping one long finger deep into her creamy vagina and fucking her with it, the tip of his finger rubbing over her sweet spot, pushing her head first into another soul-shattering orgasm. He could sense it, taste it, her arousal was getting more intense and the sensations even stronger as his finger slid in and out of her creamy vagina, rubbing that spot... "Spen-cer-" He moaned against her wet flesh, working his tongue hard against her swollen clitoris as his finger noisily fucked her even harder and, feeling her body start to quiver, he lifted his mouth from her dripping pussy just as she squealed in intense pleasure and his finger fucked her harder and faster until squirted all over his face and chest.

She squealed, twisted, tried to get away from his tormenting finger as her intense orgasm rendered her helpless and her entire body went taut, an overwhelming sensation spiraling through her body, grabbing her by the throat, stealing her ability to breathe. And then an unexpected and embarrassing squirt of fluid spurted out of her, drenching him and her thighs, another squeal escaping her. She tried to sit up from between the seats but she couldn't, her entire body was weak and still quivering as her orgasm rolled through her and his strong hand was holding her hips high, keeping her from moving. She covered her face in embarrassment, sobbing from the pleasure, the humiliation. "Oh, God, I just peed."

Spencer couldn't help but chuckle a little. He'd given her the most intense orgasm of her young life and she hadn't even begun to understand the pleasure locked inside her own body. He helped her back up, helped her back onto the seat, holding her satiated, trembling body against his stronger, fully aroused one as the last of her orgasm coursed through her slender body. He gently brushed her damp hair away from her face and looked down into her blue eyes so full of mixed emotions. "No, baby, you didn't pee. I made you cum so hard that you squirted your juices from your pussy. Believe me, it's a good thing," he whispered, reassuring her. He kissed her, slipping his pussy cream coated tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her own musky arousal, groaning when she kissed him back, sucking upon his tongue, all embarrassment gone as she wrapped her arms around him, moaning in pure pleasure.

He fisted his fingers into her hair, kissing her harder, his mouth bruising hers as he tongue ravaged her mouth. He groaned when she reached down and cupped her hand around the bulge of his throbbing cock still confined to his trousers, feeling it jerk in her hand as yet another heavy flow of precum soaked into the material. He wanted, needed, to feel her hand on his unrestrained cock, stroking him, tasting him, and he could tell that she wanted it, too. He broke the kiss, gasping for breath and brushed her hand away as he lifted his hips off the seat, quickly working his belt free of the buckle, almost popping the button off completely. He struggled with the zipper, the placket was wet from her and his juices that had soaked into the front of his pants and he tugged it down over the bulge of his erection, his cock straining against the soft cotton of his boxer briefs as the opening fly gave him more growing room. "Fuck," his hissed, trying to get the tab down, "I'm so fuckin' hard that...it won't...budge." He finally got the zipper down all the way and tugged his pants off his hips, shoving them down his thighs to bunch around his ankles.

Emily shifted in the seat, sitting on her heels on the seat next to him and licked her lips, watching as he worked his pants off in in the confines of the back seat. She wanted to help him, wanted to just rip them right off of him but she sat on the seat instead, waiting, her eyes widening as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, the front wet from her and his arousal, and slowly drew them down over his erection, his cock slowly coming into view. Oh, fuck his cock was huge! The swollen and smooth, purplish-red head came into view first and she couldn't help but gasp at the sheer size of it, licking her lips as more and more of his thick, veiny cock was released from his boxer briefs, bobbing as its entire length was freed, standing hard and high from his smooth shaven groin, his scrotum full and heavy beneath it. She licked her lips again, moaning, shifting in the seat as that all now too familiar sensation filled her belly, her creamy juices seeping out of her pussy. She couldn't wait any longer. She had to touch him. Without forewarning, before he even had his briefs past his knees, she reached out and wrapped her warm hand around his cock, her gasp turning to a moan as his hot flesh throbbed in her hand. She could barely get her fingers all the way around his girth, he was so thick. She looked up at him, into his eyes more black than brown with arousal. "You're so fuckin' big," she gasped, "you'll never fit inside me."

"We'll make it fit," Spencer growled, sitting back against the seat. He wanted to fist his hands into her hair and shove his cock into her mouth, choke her with it, but he gathered up all his willpower and fisted his hands against the leather headrests behind him. He had to remind his over-aroused self that she was virgin and he needed to let her go at her own pace, let her get used to having one of those big boys in her hand even if he was on the verge of exploding. He could hear her labored breathing and he was beginning to think she was starting to have second thoughts after getting a full-on view of his thick cock. But they hadn't come this far to have her push him away now, but if she did, he would just jack himself off while she watched. He held his breath in anticipation. And then her hand started to move. "Em..." His heart was slamming in his chest, his breathing more labored as he tried to rein in his arousal as her hand started to stroke his entire length from the base of his cock to the underside of his swollen glans, precum oozing out of the slit. "Oh, fuck, your hand feels so good," he growled, his fingers digging into the seats, his eyes slowly closing as her fingers gathered up the thick stream of clear fluid to moisten her hand, stroking him a little faster as she gained confidence. She needed no instruction from him.

Emily licked her lips, sucking in a much needed breath, watching as her hand slid up and down the thick length of her uncle's cock, the swollen head looking so much bigger against her hand pushed up beneath it. She could feel every vein and ridge; feel it throbbing in her hand as she stroked him, watched as even more clear fluid started to ooze out of the tip of his cock, running down the side of the smooth head. She gathered it up with her fingers, her hand gliding easier up and down his length as she stroked him a little faster. She heard him groan and his hips started to rise and fall on the seat in tempo with her stroking hand, the motion pushing more of that clear fluid out of the swollen head. She had to wonder if he tasted anything like she did and she swallowed her fears and slowly lowered her head, lightly touching the tip of her tongue to the tip of his smooth cock, licking up a tiny bit of the fluid, tasting him, moaning as his flavor exploded on her tongue. He tasted so good, tasted just like sin should taste.

Spencer's eyes shot open. "Fuck," he roared, the unexpected touch of her tongue shocking the hell out of him. He sucked in his breath through gritted teeth when she looked up at him with curious and knowing blue eyes and lowered her head again, this time slowly swirling her tongue all around the smooth purplish-red head of his cock. He reached down and gathered up her long hair in his hand, holding her hair out of his way so he had and unrestricted view of her hot mouth, of her lips bruised from his hard kiss open wide and close around the enlarged glans, sucking upon it. "Oh, fuck, baby, suck my cock," he encouraged, groaning as her tongue swirled around the head the best that it could, another harsh expletive escaping him when her tongue flicked over the sensitive underside. His grip tightened on her hair, his hand never touching her head, never controlling her, as she started relying on pure instinct and slowly lowered her head, taking his thick length into her mouth. He gritted his teeth, sucking in his breath, trying to control his urges as she took over half of him, the tip of her nose brushing against his smooth shaven groin. "That's it, baby, take it deep," he groaned. He watched as she slowly lifted her head, letting him pop free of her mouth and he feared that she'd had enough, but she only shifted her weight on the seat, getting into a more comfortable position before lowering her head, taking him into her mouth again. Her head started to bob, and he watched through half-closed eyes as her cherry-red lips slid up and down his thick cock, her tongue feeling out every ridge, licking him, tasting him, arousing him more than he thought humanly possible, his cock never leaving the hot, wet confines of her mouth.

Emily took as much of him as she could into her mouth, stopping before he hit the back of her throat and gagged her, her hand stroking the rest as she started to bob her head, sucking and stroking his thickness, feeling him throb against her tongue. She slurped and sucked upon her uncle's cock, not caring what it sounded like, moaning around his girth as more of that wonderful tasting fluid hit her tongue again. She raised her head, gasping for breath and licked her lips. "I love the taste of your cock," she said with a smile, her hand stroking him even faster from the wetness of her saliva that was left behind. She lowered her head again and licked him from base to tip, flicking the tip of her tongue over the smooth head before sucking lightly on it, her tongue working the underside of his cock with a little more self-assurance, and upon hearing him groan in excitement, she sucked even harder, her head bobbing, her hand stroking what she couldn't contain with her mouth. She gasped when he pulled her head up for a hard hiss, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth, assaulting her senses, and she stroked his cock harder and faster, sucking on his tongue that had roughly invaded her mouth, feeling his cock throb in her hand.

Spencer tore his mouth away from hers, gasping for air. He stared at her, his eyes dark with passion, his chest rising and falling with each strained breath that he drew deep into his lungs. The pounding of the rain on the roof of the truck was dull in comparison to his heart pounding in his chest. His cock was harder than it had ever been before, her hand and mouth only making it more unbearable and if she didn't stop, he was going to cum all over her hand and stomach. He curled his hands around her hips, his fingers digging into the firm globes of her ass as he pulled her closer, pulled her into position. "I need inside that tight cunt. Now," he commanded.

Emily nodded her head, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she let go of his cock, feeling it slap against her stomach as he pulled her astride his thighs. She needed it inside her too. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her blood roaring in her ears and she grabbed hold of the back of the bench seat, her nails digging into the leather as she steadied herself, sliding her slender thigh over his hard muscled ones. She knelt astride him, gazing down between them in the faint light, watching as he wrapped his hand around the girth of his cock, and she instinctively raised herself up higher on her knees, moaning as he slipped the smooth head between the swollen lips of her pussy, rubbing it up and down her slippery folds as he gathered up her creaminess, coating the smooth glans. She pressed her temple to his, sucking in her breath when she felt him firmly press the smooth, slick tapered head to the opening of her vagina. She started to tremble, her breathing becoming more labored, and closed her eyes.

"Look at me," he whispered. She lifted her head, her eyes locking with his in the dim light. He pushed her hair out of her face, gazing up at her and into those blue eyes. Her face was dewy and flushed, her breathing was choppy and each exhale fanned his own skin that was dotted with sweat as he tried to control his own feelings, his own hunger. He could feel her hard nipples grazing his chest as she drew in several deep breaths and her whole body was quivering and it wasn't from the cold. He kissed her, softly this time, trying to ease away the lingering fear he knew was twisting up inside her. In the back of his mind, he knew he should call all of this off, push her away, but the part of him that was controlling his every action right now was glad she was willing participant in this act of depravity, that she was right here ready for the taking. "This is gonna to hurt, baby, no matter what. I'll try to ease my cock in, but I'm not promising anything."