


The Dude Ranch Dancehall:  by Mars Bonfire (MF, inc, bbw, oral)


I was in Dallas on business for several weeks.  Most of my time off I spent reading and smoking weed in my high-end

hotel room, but I was getting a little bored, and feeling a little guilty about my oldest sister who lives in Dallas, and

after two weeks in town I still hadn't called her.  I thought fondly of my sister, then got a hard on thinking about

all the times I had spied on her when I was a kid, always trying to catch a glimpse of some tit, or ass or leg.  Even

in high school, Joanie had been short, sturdy and voluptuous, with meaty thighs, stubby strong legs, and D-cups.  When I

was thirteen I had one of her old bras that I was practically married to, I had ejaculated into it so many times.  As

I grew, so did Joanie's tits, so by the time she was married, right out of college, she was probably wearing a 48F or

bigger.  As a young adult, I was mesmerized by her tits, and still masturbated frequently to visions of my plump, busty

older sister.  At a few family functions and reunions, I had tried to get her drunk and promote something, but all I had

ever gotten for my trouble was a sloppy french kiss and covered tit at our sister Madeline's wedding.




So I called her up, she was glad to hear from me, our mother had told her that I was in town, but she didn't get the

number to the hotel, and she didn't have my cell phone number.  She seemed enthusiastic about getting together that

evening.  "I've got to get my drink on", said Joanie.  "I feel you on that, girl, I need to get stupid tonight.", I

concurred.  "There's a club on the south side that I've never been to," said Joanie.  I won't know anybody there, I

want you all to myself tonight."  I liked the sound of that, I mused.  Tonight sounded like the perfect night for

seduction.  Usually all it takes to seduce someone is a look at my long, fat cock.  After I hung up, I pulled out

my cock and began to massage it, all ten and one-half inches of it.  Maybe later tonight I would fuck my sister,

instead of just fantasizing about it.  I showered and dressed in pressed khakis, a soft white button-down,

Bruno Magli loafers, taupe cashmere socks and a navy mohair blazer with leather buttons.  Several years ago I had

gone to an expensive perfumery in New Orleans, and had a customized cologne created.  It cost damn near two hundred 

bucks, but it was worth it, with notes of grapefruit, cinnamon and teaberry, and it was one of my favorite possessions.  

I used it sparingly on my pulse points, and immediately felt better.  I grabbed my Breitling chronograph, buckled the 

brown crocodile strap around my wrist, put on my platinum cable bracelet and Gucci belt.  I lit a cigarette and admired 

myself in the mirror.  This was my ready-for-anything outfit.  Since we were going to South Dallas, I considered it

prudent to tuck my 9mm Beretta Centurion in the back of my pants.



Shortly, I heard the cell phone ring; it was Joanie in the parking lot, waiting.  I grabbed my keys, locked the door,

and went downstairs through the lobby and out the front door of the hotel.  Joanie was waiting in her dark blue

Mercedes, engine idling.  I opened the door and hopped in.  Damn, she smelled good.  We embraced in the car seats,

and I impulsively planted a  kiss on her lips.  "Oh, no, none of that, mister.  I'm your sister, remember?"  "I seem

to recall hearing something about that", I bantered.  "I'll be good", I lied.  "Let's get fucked-up, babe, and do

some dancing".  "I need some serious liquor tonight", said Joanie.  "I had the fucking week from hell".  We pulled

onto the Central Expressway, headed south.  At some exit just south of downtown, she pulled off the freeway onto a

bright, tacky, "Miracle Mile" type boulevard, lined with liquor stores, dance halls, lounges, no-tell motels, and other

accoutrements for casual sex.  Joanie pulled into the parking lot of a large corrugated metal building, which appeared

to be very crowded.  I sensed something in the air, just a whiff, too early to tell what it was.  We were bound to be

very anonymous in a huge place like this, and I wanted to play a little grab-ass with my huge-titted sister.

 


We parked and walked into the Dude Ranch Dancehall.  On the way in, I quietly observed Joanie.  She was wearing a

black vee neck cashmere sweater, medium length black leather skirt, black stockings, stylish black knee length 

boots and understated gold jewelry.  Her blonde hair was medium length and wavy, she had my mother's startling

blue eyes, lots of mascara and a touch of red lipstick.  More than a little heavy, but damn good-looking.  Every man's

eyes were on her as we walked up to the main bar, the room super-crowded.  "Wait here for a second, Joanie, I'm

going to find us a place to sit at the bar."  I walked toward the rear of the bar, caught the bartender's eye, and motioned

him over.  Two minutes and $100 later, Joanie and I were seated at the best spot at the huge bar, drinks at hand, Stoli

and soda for me, Maker's Mark on the rocks for my sexy sister.  "How did you manage this?" asked Joanie, impressed.

"Hey girl, I am a Holland.  We have our ways."



The place was really rocking, couples dancing, snuggling in dark corners, patrons shooting pool and playing 

shuffleboard.  The place was ice-cold with air-conditioning and very dark.  At one end of the club the band

was playing.  "Tequila Sunrise" was their dopey name, but those boys could play, everything from country to

pop to rock to blues.  In five minutes, we were both into our second drinks, loosening up, feeling good.  As

local custom dictated, I left my cigarette case and Dunhill on the bar, with a few dollars tucked under the ashtray.

I told the bartender, Ryan, to keep them coming and run a tab.  I gave him my American Express card, and proceeded

to hit the liquor, hard.  I looked over at my sister, and noticed that the air conditioning had caused her thick

nipples to stiffen.  That sight made my cock hard again, as it had been off and on all night.
  


And so, the band played, we danced a couple of two-steps and jitterbugs, then they started a slow dance, "Amarillo

by Morning".  We looked into each other's eyes and I took her hand, fingers interlaced, and led her to the dance 

floor.  I took her into my arms, her low-hanging breasts brushing my muscular stomach.  As we danced, Joanie tucked

her head under my chin and melted into my arms.  I felt my large cock brush against her plump tummy, and felt

actual sparks fly between us.  I danced us off onto the fringe of the dance floor, the lights dimmer there, and

brushed my lips along her neck as I ground my cock into her middle.  As I nuzzled her neck and rubbed her tummy

with my dick, she sighed, put her arms around my neck and turned her face up to me, red lips shining, and

touched my lips with hers.  Again, I felt a jolt of electricity as she clutched me harder to her.  Shortly, the song

and the moment ended.  She wouldn't let me take her hand on the way back to our seats.  Ryan had served

us more drinks while we were gone,  and I hoped that they would loosen her up a little more.



We sat down to our fresh drinks, while she played with my watch and my ring.  She couldn't quite meet my eyes,

I think she was embarassed because she was so turned on by her brother.  She downed her drink in one long swallow,

and Ryan immediately freshened it.  "Thank you, Ryan," I said and held out my hand for him to shake.  I palmed

him a fifty, and winked.  Joanie said, "I have to go to the ladies room, will you come with me so I don't get

lost?"  I took her extended hand and followed her to the restrooms.  The restroom was so crowded that there was a

line to get in.  As we waited, I stood behind my sister, my erect jumbo cock pressed against her lower back,

and put my hands on her tummy, fingers laced, her heavy gelid breasts pressing into my arms.  She sighed and

hooked her left hand behind her, on the back of my neck.  I decided to go for it.  In the darkness of the club

no one could see me pinch her thick nipples through her sweater and brassiere.  As I rolled the meaty nubs 

between my fingers, she not only didn't try to stop me, but she started to get into it, meowing and purring

as I made myself at home.  She rubbed her ass against my thighs and said, "Stop it.  You're gonna get me all

horny".  But she smiled as she said it, and briefly grabbed my cock through my pants.



I was leaning against the wall by the ladies room, smoking, when Joanie finally came out.  She looked kind of drunk

to me, slightly weaving as she walked towards me.  She threw her arms around my neck and leaned into me, her

hefty breasts pressing against my chest.  "You got me drunk, motherfucker.  Now I might just have to suck your dick",

she slurred.  "Fine by me, bitch.  Just totally suck that shit, see if I care", I said, flippantly, but I pulled her to me as

I said it, and kissed her fat, pouty lips.  She hesitated, then plastered her body to mine and uncoiled her long,

serpentine tongue.  I meshed my thick, meaty tongue with hers, and felt a chemical reaction.  My head was swimming

as we stood by the restrooms in the Dude Ranch Dancehall and made out for all the world to see.  Her mouth was 

wet and lively, her breath fresh, although a little boozy.  I had masturbated so many times to a scenario not half as

intimate as this, and my cock was so hard that I felt the blood drain from my face.



We made it back to the bar, and closed our tab.  I signed my Amex receipt, adding $100 gratuity to the bill of $180, which

included the tab for the couple who gave up their seats at the bar.  We collected Joanie's purse, said good night to our

bar neighbors and Ryan, who was so grateful for my big tips, it was almost painful.  I had had quite a few drinks myself,

but if I am horny, no amount of booze makes me drunk, and I was so ready to fuck my plump blonde big-breasted 

sister that I was downright sober.  We argued briefly in the parking lot, but she eventually gave me the keys to the Benz.

I opened the door for her, leaning her body against the car first for another taste of her oily tongue.  While we kissed,

I massaged her tit, squeezing and kneading the firm yet yielding flesh.  In a few moments, she broke our kiss and

removed my hand from her breast.  I helped her into the car, got in the driver's seat and started it up.  I leaned towards

my sister and tried to kiss her again, but she moved her face and wouldn't let me.  "Hey, do I have to remind you that

you said you would suck my cock?" I said.  She looked at my face, drunkenly, and tried to focus her eyes.  She looked

pensive for a second, then said, "Okay, but just a blow job.  I am NOT going to fuck you.  I'll help you out by sucking

your cock, since I got you all turned on, but that's it, understand?"  "Of course, baby, whatever you say.  How about a

kiss to seal the deal?" I asked.  She leaned towards me, closed her eyes and slightly parted her lush lips.  I touched my

lips to hers, not a lot of tongue, but very intimate.  I fondled her large boobs as we kissed.  "Okay, you big-dick

motherfucker, take me to your hotel and let me suck that giant log", said my hot forty-five year old sister.  I willingly

complied, locking the car doors.  There were some suspicious looking guys in the parking lot, and if I had to shoot

someone, I would never get my blow job.



I drove back to my hotel as fast as a drunk guy with a 9mm Beretta Centurion in his belt should drive.  Joanie was

groggy, snoozing on and off on the way.  I helped myself to some feel-cops, massaging her beefy nipples through

her sweater and bra.  Soon we were back at the hotel, so I gently shook her awake.  "Come on, baby, come give me

my blowjob."  Joanie started to look more alert, and said "I wanna suck that fucking cock right now", and started

trying to unzip my pants.  "Hey, Joanie, let's go into my room and get comfortable".  I helped her out of the 

car, but she walked to the suite on her own.  She was quickly becoming more lucid.  I unlocked the door, and

we both entered.  "Where's the bathroom?", said Joanie, "I want to get more comfortable."  I pointed to the door,

and she went in.  While she was gone, I took off my shirt, pants, shoes and socks, put the Beretta in the nightstand, 

and laid on the bed in my boxer shorts.  Soon, Joanie came out of the bathroom, wearing my flannel bathrobe.  She

didn't appear to be wearing anything else.  Her hair was tousled, her make-up fresh, and she had obviously

used my toothbrush.  She was smoking hot.  Time to make the doughnuts!



"Okay, babe", she said, "stand up and pull down your shorts".  She sat on the bed, entranced as I slowly pulled

down my boxers, exposing my erect red and pink ten and a half inch cock, throbbing in time to my heartbeat.

She grabbed my dick and began to jack it, smearing my pre-cum on my large spongy cock head.  "Man, this is nice",

she said, and without warning popped the head of my penis into her warm, wet mouth.  Her fleshy lips caressed

my plum-sized head, as her stiff tongue laved the sensitive underside of my cock.  I groaned, as she drew my

cock further into her mouth, jacking the base and lightly squeezing my balls.  Joanie seemed to be into it as

much as I was, as I watched her slip her hand inside her robe, squeezing her nipple and moaning around a huge

mouthful of dick.  I placed my hand lightly on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on my thick

cock, getting about six of my ten inches on every dip.  She twisted her hand up and down on the bottom of my

penis, her plentiful saliva pooling on my balls.  My cock suddenly felt very sensitive, so I pushed gently

on her forehead, removing my rigid pole from her fleshy wet lips.  I leaned down and pressed my open mouth

against hers, our tongues tumbling into each other's mouths.  I could taste my acrid pre-cum on her tongue as

I dropped my hand down into the opening of the robe, looking for some nipple.  I sat next to her on the bed

and pinched her nipple which became thicker and more rubbery every second.  She was definitely very turned

on, so I decided to take it to the next level.  I pulled my hand out of her cleavage and brushed it up the

soft skin of her inner thighs.  We continued our epic soul kissing, her tongue heavy and wet.  Before my hand 

was a few inches north of her knees, I could already feel the heat emanating from her delectable pussy.  "Hey,

buster", she said, not too sternly, "I said only a blowjob, and now you're playing with my tits and trying to

finger-fuck me.  Stand back up and come, so I can get dressed and go home".  Her words lacked conviction. As

my index and middle fingers started to massage her chubby cunt lips, already so wet, she did nothing to stop

me, only glued her mouth to mine again, and whimpered.



As we continued to french, I introduced a third finger into her sopping wet, clean-shaven pussy.  She broke

our kiss and moaned loudly.  The top of her robe fell open, and I finally got my first up close look at her

magnificent breasts.  I pulled her robe apart, and feasted my eyes on her huge pink tits.  A mere glimmer

of stretch marks did not mar the beauty of the full torpedo shaped wonders.  Her giant nipples, a deep

shade of pinkish red, were at least an inch long, with the tiniest holes in the centers, which fed her

children and nourished her husbands.  My hands were irresistably drawn to her nipples as I squeezed,

pinched, kneaded and massaged her stiff nubs.  Joanie covered my hands with hers and we both mauled those

big fucking titties as if we were possessed.  The belt of the robe loosened some more, and her shiny cunt

was on full display.  Without releasing her tit with one hand, I pulled the robe completely open, and leaned

into her face for another deep wet kiss.  My head began to travel southbound, drawn by the earthy, tangy

aroma emanating from my sister's soaking wet cunt.  I pulled her further up on the bed, pulled off the robe,

and lay between her meaty white thighs, my mouth watering at the sight of her pink fuckhole and labia.

Her cunt was as fresh as Carnation milk, flowing freely with her lubricants, her lips neat and compact, her

shaved clam glistening in the soft light. 



I nibbled at Joanie's soft inner thighs, mystically drawn to the place where she kept that intoxicating smell,

like soap and truffles, dark and sharp.  I spread her cunt lips apart with my fingers, causing her pink

vagina to pop open, her little pearl exposed and throbbing.  I drew my fat, long tongue up her slit, causing

her to shudder and break out in goose-flesh, her thick nipples hardening like pencil erasers.  Pleased by

her reaction, I sank my fleshy tongue into her steamy pussy as far as it would go, my face flooded by

her free-flowing fuck fluids.  I bobbed my head up and down, fucking her savory cunt with my tongue,

pausing to occasionally flick her bloated clitoris, bright pink and quivering.  Joanie groaned loudly and

pushed my head further into her pussy, my tongue on the attack now, mercilessly working her clit.

Suddenly, every muscle in her body clenched, her cunt trembled, and she blasted my face with a deluge

of fragrant, tasty female fuck-honey.  She relaxed each of her muscles slowly, one at a time, as I rolled

over onto my back, gasping for breath, my cock as hard as adamantium, leaking warm, clear pre-cum

onto the sheets, which reeked with the smell of Joanie's pussy juice.


"Max, fuck me, Max, fuck me", she babbled as I knelt between her legs, my cock so stiff that it stuck

straight up in the air, wetting my navel with gooey pre-cum.  "I thought that you said all I get is a 

blow-job", I teased, smacking her soaking wet pussy with my maroon cockhead.  "I don't care what I

said, you gotta stick that big motherfucker in my cunt, dude!  I mean now!", she begged, as she reached

between her legs trying to grab my dick.  "I don't know", I said, "you might get mad if I fuck you when

all you wanted was to blow me."  "Please, baby, put it in me, fuck me, Max, please, baby", pleaded my

zaftig naked sister.  I pulled her to me, laid one of her chubby legs on my shoulder, placed my twitching 

dick head in her seeping cunt, rolled it around her opening, then, slowly but steadily, pushed my fat 

cock into Joanie's slippery hole.  Millimeter by millimeter, my thick shaft penetrated my big-titted sister's

pussy, her inner muscles sucking me in, until our pelvises met with a bump, and my cock bottomed

out.  This was the ultimate fulfillment of all of my life-long masturbatory fantasies, finally fucking 

my fat, sexy sister.  The taboo of incest only made me hornier, our sex forbidden by society's mores.

As her cunt muscles tugged and slurped at my cock, I pulled it out slowly, then rapidly rammed it

home again, our bellies slapping together, Joanie sweating heavily.  I continued with my steady

thrusts, as my sister moaned and pushed her hips forward to meet my pumps.  "Max, I'm coming!

Make me come, Max!" she screamed, and from out of nowhere she got a faraway look in her eyes,

held her breath, and climaxed, hard, her hips bucking, trying to get more giant cock in her snatch.

As I continued to push in and out of her cunt, she began to come again and again, as she moaned

and whimpered, her plump pussy pulsating along the parameters of my prodigious penis.  I felt my 

cock head swell, my ears popped and I exploded in her female inferno, ropy strands of boiling hot

sperm rocketing out of my dick and into her vibrating cunt.  Her steamy, sticky female discharge

coated everything, including the air molecules in the room, making my mouth water.


After I caught my breath, I pulled my monster cock out of her abused fuckhole, my dick shiny with

Joanie's ladycome.  As my huge cockhead popped out of her soaking wet clam, she pulled me to her

for another soul kiss, and climaxed once more, just on the friction of  our separation, as I dragged

my dickhead across her engorged clitoris.  Again, I felt her feminine love juice layering a fresh coat on my

upper thighs.  I rolled over on my back, sweaty and breathing hard as Joanie twitched and shivered from

her new orgasm.  She was perspiring profusely, the bed soupy with our juices.  As she began to relax,

and her breathing became steady, Joanie looked fulfilled and content, her body shiny, her eyes sparkling.

"Aren't you glad that I didn't fuck you?", I teased, as I watched lukewarm sperm seep from her inflamed

cunt.  "Oh, Max, I needed that.  Things have not been going well in the sex department for me.  That

was the best fucking I ever had.  But you know that we can never do it again, right?"  "It's okay.  I got

to see your beautiful naked body, lick your delicious pussy, and suck your amazing tits.  I can make

a career out of jacking off to tonight.  But if you change your mind", I said as I handed her my business

card.  "I'll be in town for about another week.  My cell number is on the card."  With that, I covered us

both with a light blanket, turned on the ceiling fan, and fell asleep with my big-titted sister Joanie in

my arms and in my dreams.



The End







 






 
  







 