Chapter 4
If Mavis thought she was entering into a new and glorious sex life with her husband, she was quickly disappointed. Ralph went immediately back to his old ways. It was as if she wasn't sexually attractive at all, and this upset her and she was once again filled with self doubt. She was sure Ralph must get it somewhere else now and then, but she had no idea how often or with whom, nor did she want to know. It was almost two weeks again since he'd touched her.
Ralph, on the other hand, was well taken care of. He had been with Connie several times, usually at her house, but once they'd slipped away and spent most of the day in a motel in the next town. He had fucked her that day and found he enjoyed the oral sex more. He pretended she was his daughter and she pretended he was her daddy; it added extra spice to their illicit affair.
To Mavis, Ralph seemed totally preoccupied when they were together.
"We don't have to dress up; we can go the way we are."
"Go? Where are we going?" Mavis asked.
"Oh, didn't I mention Harry wanted us to come over. He has some new toy he wants to show us."
"No, you didn't mention it."
"Must have slipped my mind. Well, anyway we're going over to Harry's. He'll probably feed us hamburgers or some such garbage. At least he serves good booze. It's been a rough day, I can use a stiff belt."
Mavis never argued with her husband when he was like this and went to get her jacket. She couldn't find it, remembered when she left it at her sister's, and wore a sweater. The memory still made her uncomfortable.
Harry was still a bachelor at thirty-five, and lived in a luxurious apartment. He was better looking than either of his brothers and rarely slept alone. All the boys had been outstanding athletes and he and Ralph were still in excellent shape.
Harry met them at the door.
"Come in, come in," he gushed. "God, Mavis, you get more beautiful each and every day. I just don't get to see you often enough."
"You know where I live, Harry," she said.
"Yeah, but people would talk."
He laughed and hugged her, kissing her lightly on the lips.
He always fussed over her and it made her a little nervous. She loved it, too, though. She knew she was a beautiful woman, still well built, but with the way Ralph acted, she needed all the outside help she could get. Harry always gave her a lift. Of course, he gave all women a lift.
"I need a drink, Harry," Ralph said.
"Comin' right up," he said. "What's your poison, Mavis?"
"Scotch, as always," she said.
"Sorry 'bout that, honey. Guess old Harry better take a memory course when he forgets what a lady drinks."
"What's this new toy you have to show us?" Ralph said.
"Let's relax and have a couple of drinks first. Enjoy it more."
"I'm hungry," Ralph said.
"We'll have some hamburgers or something later." He got up and took Ralph's glass. "Ready for another?"
"Yeah," Ralph said.
They sat and drank for over an hour. They were feeling good and mellow, especially Ralph, who had literally guzzled his first two. Harry got up and went to the window and glanced out.
"Well," he said, "I think it's time for the unveiling; it's dark now. I waited until it got dark because it's much more impressive under soft lights."
He came over and took Mavis' hand, lifting her from the chair.
"Come on, honey. You can come, too, Ralph, if you insist."
He chuckled and gave Mavis a hug.
He led them out of the glass doors onto the huge patio. The kidney shaped patio was above the garden of grass and short shrubbery. An eight foot fence surrounded the small area, giving it complete privacy. He snapped on the lights and the yard was bathed in soft light. Beside the patio was a huge, redwood tub filled with water. It stood just slightly higher than the patio, but could be stepped into without any trouble. He flipped another switch and the water started a slow, circular swirling.
"What the hell is that," Ralph said.
"It's a hot tub, big brother. Christ, don't you know about anything?"
"Oh, yeh. I read something about them. All the rage in sunny California. Right?"
"Yep. The good ones are made there."
"What do you do with it?" Mavis said.
"Oh, Christ, Mavis, you get in it, soak in it. Therapy."
Mavis went to the edge and peered in.
"How deep is it?"
"About up to your pretty chin standing flat-footed."
"Looks enticing."
"That's why I asked you over. Let's go in. You know, communal sort of thing."
"With our clothes on?" Mavis asked stupidly.
"Aw shit, you know better than that."
Mavis knew what he had in mind and started giggling. The booze was getting to her and she felt excitably good.
"It's too cold out here. We'd freeze."
"It's heated. The water is hot."
Ralph had been staring at the swirling water.
"You know, it does sound kind of fun. We could wear our underwear."
"Yeah, if you want to," Harry said.
Little pricks of excitement raced up Mavis' spine.
"Ralph, how could you suggest such a thing?" She marveled at the way anything was all right as long as he or one of his brother's suggested it. If someone else in town did something like this and Ralph heard about it, he'd say they were sick, sick, dirty perverts.
"Nuts, Mavis, it's a big tub of water, it's almost dark out here. Nobody'll see you."
Nobody but Harry, she thought.
"Sure, Mavis. I got an eight-foot fence and you can wear your undies," Harry said.
He already had his shirt off and tossed it onto the chair.
She looked at her brother-in-law. He had a big chest, muscled and hard. It was covered with black hair. His arms were hairy, too. Ralph had very little body hair.
She looked at Ralph. He was sitting on a chair untying his shoes. "Come on, Mavis, let's go," he said.
"I'll undress in the kitchen," she said.
She peeled off slowly. God, she thought, my panties and bra are so skimpy. If I'd had known I'd have worn something a little more modest. She looked out the door. Both men were in the tub.
"Don't look 'cause here I come," she cried.
She stepped out the door, the cold air giving her goose bumps. She shivered and dashed for the tub. She jumped feet first into the hot water.
"Oh, God, it's hot! Mmmmmm, feels good."
"See these places around the sides? For holding glasses. I think we all need another drink," Harry said, and pulled himself onto the patio. He stood dripping.
"Goddamn, that cold air is invigorating."
Mavis stared at him. He looked like a wet ape. His briefs clung tight against his body, his cock and balls bulging out the front.
He dashed into the house. He was gone a short time before returning with three tall glasses. He passed them out and jumped back in.
Mavis took a drink. It was terribly strong and felt hot and fuzzy going down. It was a good feeling.
"What do we do now?" she said.
"Just soak and feel good," Harry said. "It feels much nicer in the nude. Hell, we may as well take it all off. We're under water and can't see anything." He put his drink down and seconds later threw his shorts onto the patio. Ralph emptied his glass and followed suit.
"Go ahead, Mavis, take it all off. Harry isn't going to look at you," Ralph said.
She wasn't sure about Harry, but she knew Ralph wouldn't. She put her drink down, and feeling very risque, skinned off her panties.
"Wheee," she cried, as she hurled her panties onto the patio. When she had her bra off, her tits bobbed up in the water, her hard nipples just breaking the surface. She felt wonderful and stretched out her arms, half-floating. She retrieved her drink, and while she drank deeply, her other hand found her husband's crotch under the water and gripped his cock. Ralph grinned at her. She felt his cock grow in her hand. Harry watched, grinning, knowing what she was doing. He waited until she had killed her drink and returned her hand to the water, then took her hand in his.
Mavis stiffened when she felt him take her hand. She felt him pulling her hand and knew what he was going to do an instant before he pressed her hand over his cock. She just let it bob against her hand for a few seconds, then slowly closed her fist around the thick gristle. He was already good and hard. She'd always thought Ralph was big, but Harry was bigger.
She glanced at Ralph to see if he suspected. He didn't; he had his eyes closed, so she started stroking both cocks. She felt a thrill she'd never imagined she would—the thrill of illicit love. Harry's cock felt so exciting, so hard and so long.
"So this is what hot tubbing is all about?" she said, squeezing both cocks.
"Exactly," Harry said. "Do you like it, Mavis?"
"Yes," she said softly, breathlessly.
She felt Harry's hand on her ass, felt him caress the cheeks, tickle the deep cleft, then slide down, down, until the tips of his fingers were between her legs.
"Oh, oh," she said.
"Hey, Ralph, you know what we forgot in our haste to pile in here?" Harry said. "We forgot towels; we'll freeze our butts off when we get out. Ralph, you always liked cold air; how about trotting in the house and grabbing an armload of towels from the linen closet?"
Ralph's eyes popped open; they were glazed; he was very drunk. He had been imagining it was Connie stroking his cock. He struggled at the edge of the tub.
"Okay, Harry," he muttered.
He somehow got out of the tub and to his feet. He was a fine speciman for his age, hard and smooth, no paunch, and his hard cock stuck straight out.
"Old Ralphy's really hung," Harry said.
Mavis stared at her husband's thrusting prick and moved her hand harder on Harry's. Harry's fingers were sliding back and forth between her cuntlips. She was turned on like she had never been turned on before.
Ralph staggered into the house.
"Oh, Harry, we... we mustn't do this," she sighed, but didn't let go of his cock.
"No, Mavis, we must. I've wanted you for such a long time."
He brought his other hand over and cupped her breast, then palmed her hard nipple, rubbing it gently. His finger had pushed into her cunt. She sighed softly, squeezed his throbbing cock.
Ralph burst back onto the patio, a load of towels under his arm. He dropped them on the patio and sat down heavily, draping his legs into the tub. He sat puffing, his head hanging drunkenly on his chest. He was still half hard.
Mavis dropped Harry's cock and reached out for Ralph.
"Get back in honey or you'll freeze," she said.
Ralph stared at her, grinned, then closed his eyes. He sat without moving.
Mavis slid her hands up his thighs and tried to pull him in. He wouldn't budge, but suddenly Mavis didn't care. She had his cock in her hands again and started masturbating him slowly.
She felt Harry move up behind her, felt his arms circle her waist, his hands on her tits, felt his monstrous cock nudge between her legs.
"Oh, yes, yes," she moaned, and suddenly had her mouth on Ralph's cock.
She had never really thought much about sucking a cock, let alone do it, but she was sucking now, sucking hard. She knew what would happen, and wanted it to happen, actually wanted him to come off, to spend in her mouth. She wasn't sure what had come over her, but it was the most exciting thing she had ever done. She sucked hungrily, her hand flying on the shaft.
She felt Harry's cock sliding against her slit and spread her legs open, literally hanging from Ralph's cock. She gave a little grunt when Harry's knob found he hole and forced it open. She grunted again when the fat thing pushed inside, and again when Ralph went stiff and her mouth suddenly filled with a thick, slippery goo. She wanted to gag, but swallowed instead.
Ralph groaned and fell backwards. He'd have smashed his head on the patio, but fortunately, hit the pile of towels. He lay grunting while Mavis sucked his cock dry.
"Are you okay, Ralph?" Harry said, pulling his sister-in-law tight against him. His cock was about half way in and he stroked into her slowly. Mavis clung to the side moaning softly, a dribble of white come at the corner of her mouth.
Ralph sat back up.
"Yeah. Jesus, I'm fine," he mumbled, staring at the two with unseeing eyes. "Starved, Harry. Got anything to eat?" he said.
"Hamburgers," Harry said, without missing a stroke, "but I'm not gonna get out now just to fry some goddamn hamburgers."
He struggled to his feet again and staggered towards the house.
"I'll help you, Ralph," Mavis cried, pulling forward. "Oh," she said, when Harry's cock came free.
"Go ahead, soak," Ralph yelled, waving his arm behind him. "Don't need no help." He disappeared into the house.
Harry pulled her close again.
"Harry, Harry, we can't do this," she cried.
"The damage is already done, Mavis; I've already been in there once. Turn around and face me; let's do it right."
"Oh, Harry, we can't, Ralph will come back and catch us."
"Ralph won't be back, he's blind drunk. Now turn around and face me. Grab the sides of the tub and float on your back."
She turned around and he kissed her. Her arms went around his neck and she kissed back hungrily. She could feel his cock hard against her belly.
"Grab the edge of the tub and let yourself float. I want to fuck you, Mavis," Harry said.
Mavis felt a twinge of guilt when she realized she wanted him to fuck her; God, how she wanted him to fuck her. She did as he told her.
"Spread your legs open," he said.
She did and he came between them, his cock thrusting hard against her cunt. She reached down with one hand and pressed his cock against her hole and then pushed it in. She moaned softly when the thick gristle went inside. It was her first cheat and it felt wonderful. She hooked her legs behind his back and pulled him in. His cock went in to the hilt.
"Oh, Goddamn, Harry, yes, yes, fuck me," she cried.
Harry held her hips, slowly sliding his hands up until he was at her tits. He squeezed one in each hand, rubbing against the nipples while he jabbed savagely into her cunt.
Mavis sobbed, wiggling her hips in a frenzy. This was fucking, real fucking. It had never felt like this before. It was pure joy.
"Oh! Oh! Don't stop, please don't stop. I'm close, honey, I'm getting close. Hurry, hurry, don't want Ralph to get back before, before... I'm... mmmmmm, yeah, yeah, faster, faster, I'm, oh, Goddammit, I'm coming! Ooooooooh, fuck, so good. Darling, it's so fucking good!"
She bucked against him, moaning, jerking. Harry couldn't hold out against her writhing body and shoved in deep, his nuts spewing their stuff into her belly. He thrust in again and again, squirting a thick wad of come each time.
"I'm coming, too, baby, and Goddamn is it ever good!" he cried.
He had been certain she would be good, but hadn't expected anything this good. She was a hot, ripe woman, and it was obvious that she was not getting enough ass. Ralph was neglecting his lovely wife and Harry was just the man to fill the gap.
Mavis let go of the tub and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kept her legs locked around his hips, holding him in.
"Harry... darling, I'm so ashamed of myself for letting you do this to me, but... but it was so good, so wonderful."
She held him tight and pressed her mouth over his. His cock was softening, but it still felt big and powerful stuffed up inside her pussy. She wanted to hold it there forever.
"I'm not the first woman you've had in this tub, ami?"
"No," Harry answered, "but you're certainly the best."
"Oh,. Harry, darling," she cooed.
They lay in the water for a long time kissing and caressing. Even after she let his cock float free, she still felt the warmth that it had left behind.
They finally decided they'd had enough water, and Mavis leaped from the tub, grabbed a towel and raced for the house. Harry got out more leisurely, and carefully dried himself as he went in.
Ralph lay on the floor, snoring. Mavis kneeled beside him and cradled his head.
"Poor darling," she cooed. "He'll catch a terrible cold."
"Nah, he's too drunk. Boy, he drank enough. I was really making them strong."
Mavis looked up.
"You meant to get him drunk so you... " Harry grinned. "What do you think? I'll get him on the couch."
Harry lifted his brother and carried him to the couch. They bedded him down and covered him with a thick blanket.
"You hungry?" Harry said.
"I'm starved," Ralph said.
"I'll fry us up a couple of hamburgers," Harry offered.
"I can do it," Mavis said.
"Nah, you're my guest," Harry said.
Mavis sat at the table, wrapped snugly in the big towel and wolfed the hamburger. It tasted delicious. She tossed Harry a quick glance and said, "Fucking sure makes a person hungry."
"Yeah, and eating makes a person want to fuck again."
Mavis blushed.
"I've wanted you for a long time, Mavis."
"Bullshit, you never looked at me before tonight, Harry."
"If you think that, you haven't paid attention. I was in love with you when you married my brother."
"Harry!" she squealed. "You never said a word, not then and not since."
"You were a couple of years older than me and you didn't know I was alive. Besides, you were interested in older men, especially Ralph."
They finished their burgers without saying more. Harry filled their glasses with wine and lit a cigarette.
"Let's go in and see how old Ralph is doing."
Ralph was snoring softly. Mavis bent over and pulled the cover up over his bare shoulders. Her towel slipped down, revealing a white, full tit.
"Goddamn, Mavis, you're lovely," Harry said, and pulled her into his arms.
"Not here, Harry, not in front of Ralph," she cried.
Harry kissed her, anyway, and her arms slid up around his neck, her towel sliding slowly to the floor. They pressed together, kissing hard. His hairy body felt good against her and she could feel his cock begin to thrust against her belly.
"Harry, you're getting hard again."
"I can't help myself; you make me want to stay hard all the time."
"Darling, my darling," she murmured, her hand sliding down to circle his cock. She found his mouth again, her tongue hungrily exploring inside, drawing in and out.
Without a word, they went arm in arm to the bedroom. Harry gave her a little push and she went easily onto the bed. It was conveniently turned down, as if waiting for them. Harry lay down beside her.
"You sure gave Ralph's cock a good sucking out there by the tub," he said.
"Is that a hint?"
"More like a request.""
"I've never done it before tonight: never even considered it. I don't know what came over me." She searched his eyes. "Do you believe me?"
"Yes," he said.
"It's true, it was my very first time."
She slowly moved herself on the bed until she faced his cock. It was hard and throbbing when she tenderly held it up to her lips. She kissed it on the end, all over the head, and down the sides before opening her mouth and taking the fat glans inside. He moaned when she began to suck.
She was a novice, but a novice that needed no instructions. She cupped his balls in one hand and held the shaft with the other while she bobbed up and down on the knob. She fucked her mouth with his cock and then held it tight, sucking forcefully. Harry lay still, moaning with pleasure, his hand caressing the back of her head.
"Yeah, Mavis, suck me off," he coaxed. "Jesus, what a talented mouth. Keep sucking, baby, keep sucking. The good feeling is starting."
Mavis tasted something leaking into her mouth and squeezed hard at the base of his cock. Sucking him was making her cunt tingle hotly, and she didn't want to stop yet; she had to hold him off.
She stopped sucking, drew back, and stared into the flared hole in the tip. She loosened her grip and a tiny spurt shot out and hit her lips. She squeezed back down, her tongue whipping out.
"Oh, yeah, honey, that's great," Harry grunted. He had almost shot off, but she had stopped it at the last possible instant. His cock throbbed with need.
"Goddamn, baby, I was almost there. Yeah, squeeze it hard, hold it off for a minute. Jesus, that felt good. Yeh, yeh, now start all over again."
She started sucking again, squeezing both his shaft and balls, but not too tightly. She brought him close three more times, getting a taste of his come each time, before she dropped down, taking as much cock in her mouth as she could hold. He spurted wildly then, gobs of stuff spitting into her mouth. She swallowed hungry, savoring the musky taste, relishing the burning sensation it left in her throat.
"Did you like that?" she said.
"God, honey, you need an answer?" he moaned.
He raised up on one elbow.
"Just lay there like that and I'll give you a real trip around the world. You ever have one?"
"I don't know what you mean," she said.
"Just lay back and relax and you'll find out," he said.
He started at her toes, kissing them, sucking them. He sucked each toe in turn and then moved on up her foot. He kissed her feet, her ankles, her calves, not missing a spot. He lingered at her knees and moved on up her thighs. Mavis gurgled with pleasure, her body on fire, as he moved up her open thighs. He reached the very fringe of her cunt before he stopped and came up to her face.
"Oh, darling, don't stop there," she moaned.
"I won't, but I'm saving the best for last," he said as they pressed their lips together.
He spent a great deal of time with her face, her nose, her ears, her lips, and then moved down onto her neck. He progressed slowly, tenderly until he reached a nipple, then with a rough frenzy brought the nubbin up to bursting. He ravished her tits, sucking the nipples until they were swelled with fever. Mavis lay gasping when he went on down her belly. He went to the edge of her cunt hair and stopped again.
"Oh, no, don't stop again," she moaned.
He wrestled her onto her back.
"The back first," he said.
He nuzzled in her arm pits, kissing and licking, tasting of her salty sweat. He massaged her back with his lips and tongue down to where the deep crevice of her ass began. He nuzzled the cheeks, spreading them with his hands to open them for his tongue. Mavis gasped when he reached her puckered asshole. He... he wouldn't, she thought.
She jerked when his tongue went in. She was amazed, disgusted, and thrilled as he moved his tongue in deeper and deeper. It was totally unexpected and a new thrill raced up her spine. She shivered with delight and lifted her ass against his face. He stopped all too soon and moved lower, the tip of his tongue stabbing at the beginning of her cunt.
He raised up again and rolled her over, and without further hesitation, buried his face in her fluffy muff. She was soaking wet and her cunt came open like a flower in bloom to receive his thrusting tongue.
"Oh my God," Mavis moaned. "I wouldn't have believed... I... Oh Jesus, so good, I feel so good."
Harry sucked her distended clit, nipping the bulging organ with his teeth. Mavis held his head tight with both hands, pushing hard against his sucking mouth. He pushed his tongue deep in her pussy, drank of her juices, tongue fucked her rapidly, and then returned to her clit, mauling it with his lips.
"Harry, Harry, you're making me feel so good! I don't think I can stand any more. Oh, oh, my darling, I think I'm... I'm going to come, baby, babeeeee, I'm coming!"
She was screaming, twisting, jerking, and coming harder than anything she had ever experienced before.
"Oh, Jesus," she gasped. It was too soon, really. She'd wanted it to go on forever, but it was there, bursting inside her body, an explosion of pleasure and pain she'd never dreamed possible.
He inserted his tongue up her cunt again and sucked gently while she came down. He knew it was an experience she would never feel again, not in the same way, and wanted to keep her up as long as he could. He was tired, his mouth hurting, but he kept sucking at the gasping, opening and closing little hole between her legs. She lay there quivering for a long, long time, the juices from her cunt soaking Harry's face.
"Are you all right," he finally said, his head resting on her thigh.
"I'm more than all right," she answered. "I think I'm in heaven. I've never been as excited in my life. I feel wonderful, all over, even my toes are tingling with pleasure."
She held his head against her leg, breathing unevenly. Her belly still glowed warm with the lingering fingers or orgasm. She, too, sensed that maybe she'd never feel anything like it again. She felt his cock against her foot. : "You're hard again, Harry," she said.
"Rock hard, baby. Can I fuck you now or do you want to rest a while?"
I "Shit, Harry, you can do anything you want now. I... yes, I think I'd like you to fuck me. Bring it all back; make me come again; make me come over and over."
Harry came up over her, his muscled, hairy body heavy. His cock found the spot, and without anj help, eased inside.
Her lips were tender and it hurt a little, but the pleasure of the thick thing forcing her open was greater. She moaned, splaying her legs wide to accommodate him. She wanted it all, every last hard inch, and she wanted it now. Her hand! dropped to his butt and she pulled, hunching witl her ass, until he was buried to the hilt. She had almost ten hard, thick inches of gristle in her bell] and started coming again. It was too soon. Shi came too quickly, but she knew it wouldn't be thi last and released herself to the sharp thrill. Shi pulled fresh air into her lungs and wanted i cigarette, more wine, and wanted to come ye again.
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"Harry!" Mavis screamed, "I can't take an more; it hurts, it... unnggg, oh God... I'm coming again!"
Harry felt the stuff rolling from his balls and they came together. They lay puffing, holding each other tightly together. Harry gave quick little jerks, draining off the last of his spend. He started to rise.
"No, not yet," Mavis said. "Stay in. Just lay here and love me, make me feel needed. Kiss me, darling."
He kissed her.
"I've never felt like this before, never felt the need of a man to stay with me like this. Don't ever pull out."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. I feel wonderful. You feel so good in there. It was beautiful, the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. I feel so good. Don't leave me, Harry."
"I won't," he said.
They slept.
When she awakened, he was beside her. Her first thought was to have him back; she wanted his cock desperately.
When he awakened, her feet were against his head. She lay softly sucking his cock. He pushed her legs apart and found her cunt with his lips. They lay sucking each other for a long time, and then came almost simultaneously.
Fortunately, Ralph was still snoring. Mavis dressed before she awakened him.
"Where have you been?" he cried, sitting up quickly, then grabbing his head. "Jesus, my head is "Here with you, baby. We were too drunk to drive, so I slept with you here on the couch."
Ralph swung his feet to the floor, apparently satisfied with her answer. She wondered how much he had seen the night before, and how much he would remember. She knew she would never leave him for Harry, but knew she would never be satisfied with him again. Harry didn't want to marry her, anyway.