Rim Fire – rimming eighteen-year-old flashing selfies ass licking

When the last report faded, Rick put his gun on the shooting range and exited towards the target. It was a great grouping, all in the bullseye. He hooked up another target and then headed for the shooting range.

A few minutes later, he picked up another excellent target. If he could perform as well in the competition the following weekend, he had a good chance of winning. Roy letting him come to train whenever he wanted to was paying off.

He heard the back door open, turned to see his friend’s little sister, Gina, strutting towards him, and quickly looked away. She had developed a crush on him years ago, and had flirted outrageously with him ever since. Over the past two months, it had become increasingly difficult to ignore, as she had pulled out all the stops when she turned eighteen.

She was hot as hell, and the rumor mill said she was amazing in bed, but she was the sister of her best friend. She was strictly out of bounds.

“I knew it was you when I heard the gunshots,” she said as she approached.

Rick took his box of ammunition, stuffed it into a bag, and said, “Sorry. I’m leaving. I didn’t know anyone was home.

“You don’t have to leave on my behalf,” she said, entering her field of vision directly.

Her t-shirt was trying to contain her breasts – which were just over a handful – and there was no way she was wearing a bra. Her nipples were visibly stinging to the material. The shorts she was wearing barely covered her panties.

If she wore everything.

Rick ripped his eyes away from his well-posted belongings and focused on putting his gun into the case.

“Will these rimfire cartridges?” Rim.

“Yes,” he replied, wondering what she was doing.

“That’s what I thought,” she said in a conscious and strangely sensual tone. “Then I heard you’re single. Finally get rid of that Thot, Jamie.

Considering that he had discovered that she was fucking another guy, he could hardly argue with his ex’s description “yes,” he said, continuing to pack his bags.

“Me too. We could solve this problem, you know?

Here we go. “Don’t happen, Gina. You’re my best friend’s little sister.

“Not so little, more,” she said and pointed it out by lifting and pushing her breasts together.

“Jesus. Cut it off, ” he said as he — somewhat grunted — looked away.

“I don’t think you want me to do it.”

“Yes, I do,” he said, “and he meant it.” The sight had begun the blood rushing down, and that was the last thing he needed.

“You know, I’ve heard something about you…”

“Yes, it doesn’t matter,” he murmured.

Jamie ran around telling all her friends that you’re mean, and that she wanted her to lick your.

Rick froze in the process of picking up his gun case to hoist it over his shoulder. “She What?”

“Uh eh. He said you wanted her to raise your shoes, and to do her. For a Ho, she’s sure stuck on sex.

“Damn,” he murmured, knowing that it was likely to reduce his relationship prospects.

“Right here? Right away? Of course, she said.

“That’s not what I was saying, and you know it.”

She laughed. “Too bad. I’ll do it again in the blink of an eye. I love him. I bet I could get you to come bucketloads.

Hearing that finished what her juggle had begun. He clenched his teeth like his hardened cock.

“Okay, I’m going,” he said. He lifted his gun to his shoulder and picked up his bag.

“I’m serious. I ate this loot like a grocery store,” she says, then took out her tongue to stir it.

“Jesus, Gina,” he said, walking away.

“You know you want it,” she asked afterwards.

She was right, as little as he wanted to admit. He ignored it and made a point of not looking back. The last time he did that, she slammed his. He could almost see them, with his hard nipples pointing at him like a pair of accusatory fingers. He could feel it and knew almost for sure that she had her breasts.

He looked straight ahead until he turned the corner at the front of the house, then made a beeline to his truck. He kept his vision locked in front of him as he left as well because he didn’t want to put it in front of her to be frolicking in the yard completely naked.

He was about to come out of the end of the lane when he heard his phone ringing. He looked at it to see a notification from a local number that said, “Guess who got your number?”

He turned the phone upside down and ignored several other message alerts on the way home. When he got home, he slipped it into his pocket without looking at and putting away his gun. It was only then that he pulled out the phone again.

He typed to delete the messages, but his finger froze when he saw the photos she had sent. The first was a selfie breasts-out, and that was immediately followed by one with her shorts and panties pulled down – stretched between her thighs. Although the preview images were small, it was obvious that she shaved her naked. The last one was a close-up of her licking her lips. Then there was a message that said, “Anytime. You have my number now.

This was followed by a kiss brand emoji, one with a tongue coming out, a peach, an eggplant, and a splash.

Although he resisted the urge for a few seconds, he had to click on the messages and see the full-size images before deleting them – starting with her. He had seen her breasts in person a couple of times, but that previously invisible, shaved nude slit was something he couldn’t just remove without looking once.

Damn, I wish it wasn’t RoySister,’ he thought like he was drinking at the sight of this delightful little looking.

He had just closed the image when she sent him another message. “Like them?”

It was then that he hit him that he had never disabled the reading receipts. His ex-girlfriend had him turnont – which should have been a warning sign – and he had never turned it off. Gina knew he’d looked at her nude photos.

Rick immediately changed the frame, silently cursing his forgetfulness and the who had created the problem. He had barely closed the settings screen when Gina sent him another photo.

He knew what her bed looked like, and she was lying on top of her with her legs apart, and two fingers separating from her lips. At least she wouldn’t know for sure that he had looked when he opened the full-size image. She was visibly wet.

Steeling his will, he deleted the whole conversation. Having these pictures on his phone was going to be more temptation than he could handle. He put the phone on the charger, and went to take a shower – a cold one.

It was obviously not finished. She sent four more messages while he was in the shower. He scanned the notification without looking, hoping it would give up unanswered. Then he got dressed to leave for the evening. Fortunately, Roy was at work, because he didn’t know if he could have faced his friend after looking at his sister’s.

To her relief, no more messages came from Gina afterwards. When he got home, he prepared for the bed and opened the conversation to delete his new messages.

Again, he could not avoid looking. She had sent a nude photo of herself on the bed, with three fingers buried in her 18-year-old. One second showed her licking her smooth fingers. If the color in her cheeks was an indication, she had been brought in before taking the picture. A final photo showed her sloppy, finger-banged up to her outgoing tongue.

“Anytime,” the final message read.

He looked at this third image for a while. It was as hard as a steel bar in nothing apartment. There was no avoidancism. He reached under the bed, grabbed a box of handkerchiefs, a bottle of lotion, and let himself go at least as far to temptation.

**

Rick was finally about to get up after hitting snooze three times when he heard the message alert go off on his phone. He picked it up with half of it hoping it was more pictures of Gina, and the other half praying he wasn’t.

The message was from Roy and said, “Where are the targets?”

He had completely forgotten in his haste to escape Gina. He always left the targets so Roy could try his hand to beat Rick’s performance.

“Forgotten. I’ll leave them the next time I get out,” he replied.

“After work this afternoon?”

“Will your sister be there? If so, then no.

“LOL She fucks with you again?”

Desperately trying, he thought. I said, “Yes. That’s why I forgot to leave the targets.

“I’m going to tell him to lay off again. I would tell you to wait until I get home, but it will be after dark.

“Maybe head to the range.”

“Look at his car as you pass. If it’s gone, you should be safe. Mom and Dad are going out of town for a few days, so she’s probably going to go out and get drunk.

I said, “Thank you. I’m going to check it out.

“Targets,” Roy reminded him.

“I won’t forget.”

Rick was swinging his legs out of bed. When he saw the tissues and lotion still sitting on the cane, he quickly threw them under the bed, and clearly ignored the sperm-soaked tissues in the garbage basket. He knew he had to delete Gina’s photos, but couldn’t bring himself to do so. He had gone like a volcano imagining the rim while looking at these nude photos.

Thinking of her had it harder and harder again. He got out of bed and headed for the shower. Fortunately, he had to work, and this would certainly take away the spirit of his sister’s little minx.

As he was coming home from work, he looked towards Roy’s house and couldn’t see Gina’s car there. This prompted him to slow down in front of the driveway as he was heading towards shooting. Seeing that his car was still not there, he went to save the money he would have spent to use the range.

Soon after, he had four targets even better than the one the day before. When he put his gun on, he took the two days of targets at the hangar where he left them for Roy. His friend was a good shot as well, but the four new targets were among his best ever.

Feeling satisfied with himself, he walked towards the truck. As he finished dissing his rifle, he was surprised to hear the door of the house open.

damn he thought as he turned and saw Gina go down the stairs.

Her friend’s sister had a reddish pink ribbon in her hair with a falsely innocent bow. She wore a small spaghetti string top that cut just below her breasts, and had to be made of gauze. Her pleated skirt was so short that he was surprised that she didn’t flash him with every step she took.

As if this thought was a premonition, she grabbed the front of her skirt and pulled it up as she reached the bottom of the stairs. He was hardly surprised to see that she was not wearing panties. She laughed when she looked away, struggling against the rapid tightening of her jeans.

“So, what were you thinking?”

“I think you need to stop taking selfies at me,” he said as he got into the truck.

Gina regained her rhythm – by placing her breasts bouncing into her peripheral vision – and got in the way before he could close the door.

“Oh, come on. I bet you gave them a, she said. Something in her expression must have given it, because she gasped and said, “Oh my God. You did. Then she let out an incredibly sexy moan.

“Stop, Gina,” said Rick. “Get off the road so I can close the door.”

“You did, didn’t you? Did you come strong? I know I did it when I thought they were you.

I said, “No.”

“Liar. I bet you’re tough right now.

She caught him completely off guard when she reached between her legs and tightened her erection. It was an escalation of his seduction campaign far beyond what he expected, and he froze in shock.

“Oh my God,” she exclaimed, rubbing and rubbing her dick. It’s so big.”

Rick finally broke out of his stunned disbelief, grabbed his wrist, and pulled his hand out of his crotch. “Cut it off.”

She quickly avoided an early, swat warding and grabbed her cock with her other hand.

“My brother will never know,” she says, getting back in the truck, letting him smell his perfume. I want to lick that and get you to come everywhere. I know you want it. At the same time, she pulled on the arm he was serving, pulling the back of his hand against her firm, young breasts.

The next thing he knew, his tongue flashed quickly in his ear. His cock beat mightily in his grip as he imagined that tongue in his ass, and he lost the battle. He let go of his wrist, filled his hand with his chest, and moaned.

“Come on,” she murmured, “to her wet ear.”

Gina walked away, straightened, and turned to the house. She grabbed the back of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal her tight little. Then she looked over her shoulder and flicked his tongue again. He got out of the truck as if he were drawn inexorably towards her out of sheer sexual gravity. She laughed and continued home with her bare swaying.

Rick caught up with her and grabbed that eighteen-year-old, which drew a groan from her. When she stopped to open the door, her hand was apparently moving on her own hand along the curve of her buttocks, and between her legs. A finger slipped between his lower lips to find an abundance of warm moisture. This made her moan as she got inside.

It was his turn to pause to close the door behind him, allowing him to get a few steps in front of him. She carelessly raised her tiny gauzy top, pulled it over her head, and threw it on the back of the sofa as she passed. Rick once again caught up and ran a fingertip on his stiff nipple.

“Mmm hmm, ” she moaned, and brushed her fingers on her hardness.

By the time they entered her room, Gina pushed her skirt on her hips, and left the pool around her ankles. As she was leaving, Rick took off her shirt and kicked off her sandals. She grabbed a belt buckle, pulled it towards the bed, and then playfully pushed it down on it.

Gina moaned and ran her hands over her body, ending with a caress between her legs. Then she slipped a hand under her leg, asking her to lift it. She grabbed her heel, and untied her shoe with a fast tug. He bounced a couple of times when she threw him to the ground. Her sock followed, then the other shoe and sock. Then she pushed on her chest.

Rick leaned over her elbows, drinking at the sight of her forbidden body, young as she reached for the button of her jeans. She opened it and then demolished her zipper. A second later, he raised his buttocks so that she could rip off her jeans and boxers. She gasped when her cock jumped free, and pulled even more tenaciously on the denim.

Finally, his legs were free, and he was as naked as she was. She reached out and stroked her bouncing limb with a soft hand. In a voice just above a whisper, she said, “If I had known it was that big, I would have wanted you even more.”

With this she looked deep into her eyes, offered a sensual, mischievous smile, and sank on her knees on the floor next to the bed. At his prompting, he raised his feet on the mattress. Her hands were attached to her buttocks, and she bent over.

Rick growled and his back arched when his slippery tongue washed over his pleated opening. Her cock trembled high, fell, and almost immediately pulled up several times as she lapped her ass.

“Feel good?”

“Fuck yes.”

Gina moaned and swirled her tongue around the circumference before giving her several quick films.

Only one other girl had ever circled her, and it had been a drunken affair. Whether it’s sobriety, the danger of her best friend’s sister doing it, or just the talent that past experience fades from Gina’s wonderful language.

One hand left her buttocks and began to caress her hardness with touches of feather light. She reacted almost instantly every time her cock beat, trying to press harder against her fingers, keeping the pressure light. All the while his tongue flashed and lapped at his.

She was in no hurry. Rick had never experienced such gentle torment as she took her time licking, stroking her cock, and slightly probing her back door. She groaned with joy, and sometimes laughed when her grunts and moans amused her. Just when he was on the verge of frustration – need more – she would provide it. His tongue pressed hard, penetrated him, or flicked quickly on the pleated opening. She stroked the head of her cock with her thumb half a dozen times, then returned to slip her fingers on her turgid flesh.

His pleasure was built slowly and abruptly. He reminded her a lot of when the girls edged up, leaving him almost to reach orgasm and then denying it. The sensation had the same bite, but was getting stronger and stronger. His teeth were senched, and his fingers were fisted in the sheets. When he looked down, he saw strands of pre-cum stretching, then breaking with every bounce of his cock. A small puddle of clear liquid had gathered under the head of his cock as well.

He also saw Gina looking at him, her eyes sparkling with joy and devilry. She moved away from her briefly, claping at his scumand and tight balls while keeping him stuck in his eyes. When she plunged back down, she pushed on her legs, opening it further, and slipped her tongue deeper into her.

Rick moaned and let out an explosive blast. When one of her hands was moving towards her cock, she was slowly stroking her pointer finger and thumb up and down the opposite sides, just brushing against the helmet at the top each time. The sudden increase in stimulation caused his tip pleasure, and another thick ooze of pre-cum to roll over the head of his cock.

Gina plunged her thumb into the pool of slippery humidity, slipped her hand under her cock, and bent her fingers around her. She pressed her thumb against the ropy frenulum on the underside of her head, and began rubbing it in brief, soft strokes. At the same time, his tongue went into a frenzy on his.

Rick growled and sewd the fitted sheet from one of the corners of the bed as he prowled electrical impulses of the sexual energy it generated in him. The slow burn of his pleasure turned into a bonfire, rising rapidly to a summit. After a few seconds of almost painful pleasure, it erupted into a scream, and into orgasm.

Although his pinched eyes tightened on the first pulse of his cock, he could feel the hot cum splashing on his chest – all the way up to his neck. The ejaculation was so powerful that he felt it soar in the tree, and tickle the fendered furet. Blast after the explosion covered him with, making him growl and growl. All the while, Gina’s tongue continued to slather on her pleated, and her sliding thumb caressed her acorn.

He didn’t remember the last time he came so hard. It never seemed to end, or even dull in intensity for the longest tIme. He had no idea how many times he had splashed into the semen before he finally started dribbling. Panting to breathe, he opened his eyes to see Gina standing. She leaned over him, raised her cock straight up, and slid her lips down on her.

She cracked when her hips prowled from the sudden stimulation of her sensitive organ, but quickly recovered and kept her lips wrapped around him. She sucked his last dribbling in shape, then let him go with a pop, just when he was about to push her away. She kept her cock in her hand, and bent down to lick the sperm that had accumulated under the nagging organ.

Rick gasped to breathe – regularly stiffening and shaking aftershocks of his orgasm. Gina lecha and slurped up every drop of sperm she could find, savoring it hungryly, moaning delighted.

Once he finally had enough breath to do it, Rick growled, “God damn.”

Gina left a deeper and sensual moan when she licked a spoonful of that had come all the way to her chin. “Have you come hard?”

His entire chest was covered in smeared and saliva. “What do you think?” he asked.

“I think I told you I was going to bring you a bunch of buckets. See what you missed?

It made him wince. The heat of the moment slowly faded, allowing the blood that had abandoned his brain for the little head below to remind him What for he had missed.

“Here’s something else you missed,” she said.

Gina pulled her knees under her, then got up. He swallowed hard as she walked upon him, and crouched over his face. With the naked, sweet, teenage in his face, he did what came naturally, and stabbed his tongue between his bottom lips.

She rolled her face hard, smearing him with her dampness. Rick lapped his nectar, tongue his clitais, and sucked the small swollen bud, pulling moans. He tried a couple of times to reach the pucker from his bottom to return the favor, but she fought him, keeping him centered on his clititme. She seemed determined – almost desperate – to come.

He decided he could live with it, and devoured her barely legal.

It couldn’t have been much more than a minute later when she began convulsing at the top of it and lamenting in orgasm. Rick dug his fingers into the slit of his buttocks, holding it against his mouth, and continued to lick. Gina screamed, cried, prowled, and pulled her hair as the agonies of her orgasm took complete control of her body. Rick reveled in how hard she came, and did her best to prolong it.

Then, as suddenly as she had exploded into orgasm, she shook her hard hair, and prowled out of her face. Her sloppy left another trail of mess on her chest, then she collapsed above him with her hot breasts crushed against her left cheek.

She stayed above him, panting and whistling to breathe, for a while. Rick manhandled his back, feeling his chest stand, until his breathing began to slow down. Eventually she shuddered, let out a groan that trembled, slipped out of it, and flopped on her back.

Rick smiles as he listens to her moans and watchs her stroke her breasts with one hand, and her sparkling with the other. He was lost in the moment until he saw the light fade through the curtains in his peripheral vision.

“Damn,” he cried, suncing down. “Your brother’s going to be home soon.”

Her sad voice, and a pout on her face, she said, “Oh, fuck. You are right.

“Damn,” he whispered under his breath. Ignoring the now cold and sweaty evidence of what he had done, he slipped out of bed and began to gather his clothes.

As he hurriedly dressed, Gina would lay naked on the bed, laughing and looking at him. She let out a quiet groan of disappointment when he pulled up his boxers, covering his still sensitive cock. Once dressed, he turned to her, but had no idea what to say.

“Go ahead, before Roy gets home. It was As well worth the wait. Take my top out of the living room and bring it here before you leave?

“Yes, all right,” he said, “and then went out of his room.” Along the way, it appeared that the only reason he stopped and got into this situation was because his car was not there. When he returned to the room with his top, he asked, “Where is your car?”

She made a gesture to get him to throw it anywhere, so he put it on his dresser. Then she said, “I was reading on Roy’s shoulder when you were both talking about this, so I hid it in the garage where Mom and Dad’s cars usually are. Sneaky, right? Come on. You have to admit it was amazing.

I said, “Yes. You made me come strong.

“I loved it. You, too, by the way. I needed it so much.

A half-smile drew on his lips when he said, “You’ve gone pretty wild.”

“Uh eh. You know, that thing you have with me being off limits is more or less all of you. Roy knows I sucked Jack once, and he’s not upset or anything.

“Seriously?” he asked.

“He doesn’t want to know anything about it, but he doesn’t really bother him. Then there’s the fact that Roy fucked your sister a couple of times.

Rick gave a violent jolt of his head and exclaimed, “What?”

She laughed. “It was a bounce. They did it a couple of times, and then it was over. Neither is really in the other, but it happened. If anything, you still owe him one, if you want to think about it that way.

He did not even know how to deal with this, other than to shudder at the disturbing thought of his sister having sex with Someone.

I said, “Come on. I know I. I don’t even want you caught in the house feeling. I need to take a shower and brush my teeth.

I said, “That’s right.”

Gina blew her a kiss while pulling out a drawer to retrieve a pair of panties. He came out of the room, still in shock. He was a few miles down the road before he even realized that his face was still covered in drying juice. The fast food towel in the door compartment didn’t accomplish much, so he headed straight to the shower himself upon arriving home.

When Rick returned to his room, he found messages waiting for him – from Gina, of course. He opened the conversation to find a clumsily framed photo of her leaning, holding the phone in one hand, and her cheeks spread with the other.

After that, it was a message that said, “You know, all you have to do is ask me. You can stick my ass in my ass at any time.

A few minutes later, just before he left the bathroom, she had sent a few messages. “In fact, you don’t have to ask. Want to make me up to the butt? The second one said, “I could meet you at home after you come on set tomorrow. Then you can shoot something in my.

It was more or less a lost conclusion at that time. He had already broken the code of the bro, discovered that he was not the only one, and it offered what was essher holy sexual grail. He took a deep breath, typed, and saved his number under his name, which makes him official.

He wondered how to react for a minute or two, then finally settled on, “Can’t wait.”

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