Chapter 1
Sharon Martin looked at her brother-in-law, then felt her cunt throb once more. This time, the sensation swept forward, along her canal, and puckered the tiny, red-haired opening. She crossed her legs and felt the silky material of her panties cling to the damp patch.
"We'd better go," she said to her husband, squeezing his hand. "I'm tired. I want to get to bed early."
"But we just got here," Fred said in mid-drink.
"Yeah," Gary, her brother-in-law said, flashing her a grin that made her knees go weak. "Last two times you were over, you only stayed a few minutes. I'm beginning to think you don't like my company."
Sharon forced out a laugh. It was certainly a good thing no one could read her mind! she thought.
I would love to crawl over there and get between your legs and suck the life out of that big cock!
"I'm sorry," she said, rising, "but... I guess I don't feel too well."
"Well, you sure look good," Gary said, flashing her a wide grin. He looked at her as he did most women-honestly and openly. "My brother certainly knows how to pick them."
His gaze took in the peach-colored, shoulder-length hair, the oval face, the dark, emerald-green eyes behind sooty lashes. Most of his attention, however, was devoted to the sensuous curves, the rounded ass, the jutting tits.
"Sure does," he said again, putting his arm around his wife. "Isn't that right, Gina?"
Gina gave Sharon a look that only women can understand, then brushed some imaginary crumbs from her lap.
"Oh, Gary, you're impossible," she said, real affection in her cat-like voice. Then to Gary and Sharon, she added, "Can't you stay?"
"You two come over tomorrow," Sharon said, pulling Fred toward the door. "Really, I'm sorry."
With hardly another word, she whisked her husband through the door and down the steps. Inside the car, she reached over and grasped his crotch, then lowered her face.
"Jesus!" Fred said. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Mmmmmmm, I'm gonna eat myself some dick!" Sharon said as she tugged at his zipper. "This big hard thing!" she added, lifting the slab of dick from his trousers.
"I don't believe you," Fred said. "I've never seen you so excited before. What's gotten into you?"
"This, I hope, later," Sharon said, nuzzling her lips around the loose foreskin. As the acrid flavor of dried piss and cum hit the back of her throat, her cunt twitched, sucking on her panties. "Oh God, I'm going to suck you all the way home," she moaned, closing her eyes.
She vaguely heard the car start, then move. Most of her attention was on the delicious prod that now filled her throat. Would Gary's cock be anything like his brother's? she wondered. Would it be as hard and juicy, angular and rubbery?
"Mmmmmmmm!" she groaned, chewing into the dark fringe of hair that framed his meat. A swelling sensation at the back of her cunt caused her to jerk and hit her head on the steering wheel.
"Ouch!" Fred said, his back arching. "You trying to suck it down to your stomach?"
"Mmmm-hmmmm!" Sharon said greedily, her groan a soft muffle around the base of his prick. She fingered his thick, cream-filled nuts with her left hand, her right working toward her own crotch. When she touched the soft mound, she gave another murmur of pleasure.
"Maybe I'd just better park this damn thing," Fred said, now feeling his balls throb with pleasure. "The way you're sucking, I might run into a tree!"
He wheeled the car down a side street, then parked in the shade of a large oak tree, just beside the street lamp. Here it was almost pitch black, and he could really enjoy it. Still, he wondered why she couldn't have waited until they got home.
"OK, baby, get after it," he said, turning off the motor. He turned slightly to one side and spread his legs. "I haven't had it in a car in a long time. Might like it."
"Mmmmmmm, I'm going to make you love it," Sharon said, feeling her heart pound in her throat.
She could almost imagine her brother-in-law being there instead of her husband, in the darkness. Their features were almost the same, but where Fred was dark and brooding, Gary was blond, muscular as a young god. She looked up and slowly squinted her eyes, pretending that it was, in fact, Gary.
"I ... I want your cock!" she gasped, folding her fingers around the huge shaft. She jacked the loose skin over the oval-shaped ball. "Mmmmmmm, you don't know how much I want you!"
Her eyes trailed down from the handsome, angular face, past the meaty, broad shoulders, to the sculptured chest, the waspish waist. She then looked at his cock. It was definitely a work of art, richly veined and purplish-colored, about ten inches of pure, rock-hard muscle. She kissed it reverently.
"Oh ... I want gallons of cum to lick out," she said, the thought to Gary, the words to her husband. "Mmmmmmm, give it to me!"
"OK, cocksucker," Fred said, placing his hands at the back of her head. "You want some cum to suck? Well, fucking suck it!"
As he forced her mouth fully down on his meat, grinding her lips into the wiry hairs, Sharon felt a minor explosion burst around the opening of her pussy. She gave a gurgling moan of ecstasy, feeling her entire body twitch.
"Jesus," her husband said. "I ... I didn't know you loved dick so much!"
Sharon couldn't remember, herself, being so excited. She had often toyed with the idea of being unfaithful to Fred, but why? He was the best-looking man she'd ever met, and he had the body of a construction worker, which he was. Rugged, tanned and rawboned with strength. Absolutely the best-looking.
Until she met his younger brother. Fred now seemed like an imitation of Gary-the real thing. And his new wife, Gina, had him all to herself. God, how she envied that woman!
"Hey, go a little slower," Fred said, interrupting her thoughts. "I'll blow my wad right now! You want that?"
Oh ... yes! she thought. I want to suck every drop, Gary. I want those big, juicy globs blasting over my tonsils. I want to feel how it bubbles down to my stomach, how it would sear into my pussy!
"Mmmm-hmmmm!" she groaned, twisting her head from side to side. She began bobbing her head up and down, wildly, causing her hair to sweep around her face like a fiery halo.
"You cum-sucking slut," Fred grimaced, spitting his words out. Already his balls were aching, ready to explode. He tightened the ringed muscle at the base of his prod, trying desperately to hold back for a few seconds, to maintain this fantastic feeling. "I'm gonna blow that cock-loving throat apart!"
As she felt his cock swell, completely filling her mouth and throat, Sharon began digging her finger up and down her mound of oozing cunt. And even through the material of her skirt, and the panties, she got some relief. Delicate spasms twitched around the base of her throbbing clit, rippled up the tiny shaft, then simmered at the top.
"Unhhhh!" she choked, suddenly feeling her orgasm build, then peak violently. She froze for a second, her mouth firmly locked around the huge shaft, then began gobbling up and down at a furious pace.
"Fucking . . . Christ," Fred said. It was useless now even to try to hold back. Her mouth had become a sucking machine, practically yanking his cum from his nuts.
"Now, baby," he groaned, pressing against the back of her head a little harder. "Eat my cum and lick it . . . oh . . . fuck . . . now!"
When Sharon felt the first scalding lump of jism hit the back of her throat, her cunt exploded again, this time even more powerfully. She gave a shrieking moan of pure release, then swallowed hard. As the bubbly wad of cream seared into her stomach, another, even larger, glob of cum spewed from the end of his dick.
"Lick it all . . . you fucking cocksucker!" Fred said, humping his ass up and down. He drilled more of his orgasm into the back of her throat, tightening the grip around her head. "Suck . . . me dry! Eat it, whore! Every fucking . . . goddamned . . . drop!"
"Aaaghhhh!" Sharon coughed, unable to lick all he had to offer. Some of his cum had shot up behind her nose and was now burning from her nostrils, causing her breathing to rattle and gurgle.
"Oh shit! Shit . . . fucking . . . yes!" Fred gasped, now feeling the last of his juices burst up the center of his meat. He punched upward, planting the fluid between her tonsils, then slowly relaxed. "God, baby, you get better at that every time you do it! Shit, if I could patent that mouth of yours, I'd make a million."
Long after he had stopped spurting his load, Sharon licked and pulled wildly, almost as if she were trying to chew him into her stomach. It was still Gary's prick to her, and she couldn't possibly get enough of it.
"You about finished?" Fred asked. "We can continue this at home and ..."
"No," Sharon said, spitting his cock out. "I ... I want you to fuck me. Here! Now!"
"Are you completely nuts?" Fred asked. "This is something high-school kids do. Christ Almighty, we've got a bed and ..."
"I want it, Fred," she said quickly. "You don't know how much I want it."
Her husband grinned sheepishly, then looked around. God, what if they got caught? Still, it was hard to deny her, especially when she looked that sex-hungry. He felt his cock again stir to life. Seeing her so excited did the same thing to him.
"You think maybe a little tongue job might hold you?" he asked. "Then when we get home we can . . . " "Anything!" Sharon said, leaning back against the door. She spread her legs, then yanked her panties down. Even the feel of the material slipping over her oozing patch of cunt was enough to cause another ripple of ecstasy. "Just . . . stick anything in here! I'm on fire!"
She stabbed her middle finger deeply inside her swollen entrance, then closed her eyes. Ah, that's what Gary's cock would feel like, she thought. Stretching and pulling on my guts and . . .
"Now!" she commanded. "I ... I want it now!"
"Holy fuck," Fred gasped, licking his lips. She didn't even look like his wife now. She looked like a sex-starved bitch in heat! And she was looking at him just like . . .like Gina had earlier.
"Christ," he said, trying to wipe the woman's face out of his mind. That was some laugh. Pretending your wife was someone else! And your own brother's wife, to boot!
"Oh, I'm gonna lick you so good," he said to the blond-haired girl in his mind. "I'm gonna chew on this little pussy and . . . " His words became a muffle as he bit down on Sharon's cunt, clamping his lips firmly around the opening. The moment they made contact, he jabbed his tongue deeply inside, then nuzzled his nose into the sweet-smelling, silky hairs.
"Jesussss!" Sharon hissed, flinching, feeling as if the very universe had suddenly exploded. Raw, flaming sensations swept up and down her cunt tube, finally bursting around the base of his tongue.
"Mmmmmm, baby, baby, baby," Fred gurgled, now lapping the tip of his tongue over the slippery walls. "Such a hot, sweet, delicious pussy!"
"Eat me, you bastard!" Sharon screamed, raking at his shoulders with her fingers. "Goddamn you, you sonofabitch, chew my pussy to death!"
As Fred bit into the soft flesh, then took the throbbing clit between his lips, he once again saw Gina's face. What would it be like to eat out his sister-in-law? Would her cunt taste as good, be as hot?
"It is," he murmured into the pink tunnel. "Mmmmmm, it is good and . . . hot!"
What the hell, it wouldn't hurt to pretend . . .
"Faster!" Sharon moaned, grabbing his neck, slapping his face harder into her cunt. "Lick my pussy and eat it alive! Harder! Make it like a cock, you bastard!"
Suddenly, another blinding flash of pure ecstasy shot up and down her pussy canal. As her climax peaked, she felt her cunt clutch at his tongue until the furry rim ached with pain. She leaned forward, brushing her stomach against his forehead and gave a low, growling groan.
"Yessssss, you prick . . . just . . . just like that!" she said, again her thoughts on Gary.. He would probably eat pussy just like that. Mmmmmm, fuck even better. Oh Gary! Gary!
"Aieeee!" she screamed, bucking. A massive, thundering convulsion tore at her guts with the force of a tidal wave. Pleasure suddenly became delicious pain, inflaming every nerve, each cell.
"God, baby, I'm gonna blow my wad . . . again!" Fred said, pulling away. His prick was throbbing against his stomach, his nuts churning with spasms. "If you don't do something with this thing, I'm gonna come all over my fucking stomach!"
"No! Not that!" Sharon gasped. "I ... I want it! Let me suck you, you big bull!"
She was fast, but not fast enough. Before she could nestle her face in his crotch, his cockhead burst with fiery cream. The steamy juices hit her between the eyes, then rolled down to the tip of her nose, where they swung like greasy spider webs.
She lapped out her tongue, catching the fluid, then felt another glob hit her chin. "Eat it, cocksucker!" Fred said, aiming his cock toward her mouth. "Come on . . . lick it all!"
When Sharon's lips closed around his exploding prick, she again felt a surge of orgasm in her pussy. This time, however, the culmination came slower, but it was better. It peaked for what seemed an eternity, and only dulled to a pulsating throb long after his cock was dry.
"Oh ... I could do this forever," she said, sliding her lips upward, letting his withered shaft flop from her mouth. "Mmmmmm, you gonna let me suck you to sleep tonight?"
"Who's gonna get any sleep?" Fred laughed.
As he started the car, Sharon leaned her head against the glass and licked her lips. The rich flavor of jism still clung to her teeth, sending a hungry shiver into the back of her throat.
"Hurry," she said. "God, let's get home as fast as we can."
"Don't worry, sweetheart," Fred said, suddenly feeling like a horny kid again, "I ... I want it as bad as you do!"
"Oh . . . Gary," Sharon said, then stopped short. "I . . . I, that is, I hope Gary wasn't too disappointed."
"Doubt it," Fred said. "Not while he's got that sweet Gina to take care of him."
Ah, Gina, he thought.
Oh, Gary, Sharon thought.