Chapter 2
Gina walked slowly to the bedroom, trying desperately to hold her feelings back. If she jumped on Gary like she wanted to, he might suspect something. But it would be that way for any woman, to spend time with that hunk of a brother of his! \ When he hadn't been watching, she had taken several quick glances at that thick mound of cock. He was probably bigger than his little brother, and he wasn't little by a long shot!
"Ready for bed?" she said lazily, stretching.
"Don't you just know it?" Gary said, looking at his wife, almost like it was the first time. "Any time with you, sweetheart."
He still felt like a newly wed, even though they'd been married for almost a year. And every time he let his eyes play over her features, he felt his cock spring to life. Sometimes it could be rather embarrassing, but now . . .
"How'd you like a piece of sweet meat?" he asked, embracing her from behind. He rubbed his crotch against the rounded mound of ass, then kissed the back of her neck. "Hmmmmmm?"
"OK," she said, almost quietly. Of course, you big idiot! I can't wait to have that huge slab of dick poking at my insides! "Just let me get ready."
She sat down at the vanity and brushed her long, blonde hair, looking coolly into her pale blue eyes. No, it doesn't show, she thought. Maybe I'm a little flushed, that's all. On the surface.
Between her legs, however, it felt like a buzz saw!
"Come on," Gary said from the bed. "If you don't, I'll start without you."
"You do and I'll kill you," she laughed, rising. She hoped she could walk to the bed without wobbling. "I want it. I want to do it all."
When she neared the bed, Gary pulled her down on top of his body. As the underside of his cock touched the slick entrance of her cunt, he flinched, then kissed the soft contours of her mouth.
"Jesus, your box is hot as a firecracker!" he said. "What have you been thinking about?"
"Nothing," Gina said, a little too quickly. "I ... I mean, I've been thinking about you, silly."
"Well, just keep thinking those thoughts," Gary murmured, probing his tongue between her lips. "Mmmmmm, I love it when your cunt is this hot. Fucking . . . love it!"
Gina raised herself slightly, then thrust her legs to his side, sitting down on his middle. She then arched her back and watched her breasts move upward. Gary's meaty cock was now pulsating more quickly, the underside spreading her pussy lips.
"You want it this way?" she asked, squirming her ass around. "Want me to ride this big cock?"
"Shit, I'll take it any way I can get it," Gary said, half-sitting. He nuzzled his face between her tits, then lapped out his tongue. "Mmmmmm, sweet tit and hot pussy," he murmured. "What else could a guy want?"
When Gina felt the searching, lapping tongue, a shiver of raw pleasure hit the base of her spine. Was Fred doing this to Sharon right now, she wondered? Was he right now sticking that huge cock inside her, blowing her full of hot cum?
"Ohhhhhh!" she yelped. The beginnings of climax were already building, ready to spit from the back of her cunt. "Fuck me," she gasped. "God, fuck it to me, Fr . . . fierce!"
My God! she thought. I almost screamed out Fred! Guilt hit her like a slap. Just how depraved could a wife be? she thought. Thinking, actually wishing, it was your husband's brother doing that!
Pleasure outweighed guilt.
"Give it to me, you big-dicked bull," she gasped. "I . . . I want every hard inch plugging my cunt!"
"Jesus, you really do want it, don't you?" Gary said, amazed that she could even talk that way. She had certainly turned into a wild cat. "Well, by God, I'll plug up this hole so hard, you won't walk right for a week!"
He threw her to her back suddenly and pounced between her legs. In the same move, he jabbed his hips downward, and thrust his cockhead into her swollen opening. When it became immediately engulfed in a hot, sucking mass of flesh, he froze, stopping all movement. Slowly, he then eased in the rest of his shaft. When the base of his cock finally speared between the tightly puckered opening, he kissed into the hollow of her throat.
"Oh . . . fuck!" he groaned. "Tight as a fucking virgin!"
"God!" Gina screamed out. Pain and pleasure danced up and down her cunt canal, searing into the smoldering walls. "Fuck meee!" she wailed.
"Take it, you little dick-eating whore," Gary said, wondering what had excited her so much. She was never like this! Hell, it was more than two months after they got married before she would even undress in front of him. Now, she was sex-crazy!
"You want some dick, huh?" he murmured, kissing her tits. "Well, I'll give you a fucking you won't forget."
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" his wife yelled out. Her face was contorting with agony. Had cock ever felt this good before? Had it always squeezed and tugged at her insides like this?
"Give it to me, you stud. God, ram it to me and fuck my pussy into a million pieces!"
"You asked for it," Gary grunted, his own pleasure matching hers now. He suddenly grabbed her thighs and yanked her legs violently apart, like a wishbone. He then placed his palms against the backs of her knees and pushed forward. As he did, her ass rolled upward, completely revealing her pink, oozing hole, the tiny crack of her shitter.
"Take this!" he panted, punching wildly forward. "Unh . . . this! And . . . fuck . . . this!"
As he slammed in and out of her boiling pussy, he felt his nuts slap her ass, filling the room with the smacking sounds of flesh on flesh. He then held her knees against her tits with his forearm and lowered his right hand to her butt.
"Fuck you here, too?" he grunted, cupping the rounded cheeks. He slipped his middle finger deeply inside her shitter, then withdrew it. He placed two fingers together, repeating the action. "Like it?" he asked. "Getting fucked all over?"
"Yes . . . God, yes!" Gina screamed. She'd never felt anything like this in her life! Not only was her pussy being screwed wildly, her asshole was trembling with the pleasure his fingers were giving it.
"Now . . . suck me," she spluttered, rolling her head to one side. "Eat my tits and fuck me and ... and ... " Her words turned to a shriek of pulsating climax when she felt his teeth nibble into the soft flesh of her tits. The spasm of release was so intense, she almost thought the top of her head would blow off. Now it was perfect, absolutely perfect. No one, not any one could do it better. Except maybe ...
Fred.
Oh, God, Fred! Those big, bulging muscles, that thick slab of cock in his crotch. Those dark, good looks.
She had seen him once, when Sharon had asked her to pick him up at the job site. He was dirty and smelly, his tank top torn, his grubby jeans sweaty and clinging to his angular, muscular thighs.
Then, she had even refused to acknowledge the thoughts that exploded inside her brain. The thought of reaching over, touching that rounded mound. To crawl between his legs and pull out that sweaty dick and . . . and . . .
"Fuck!" she screamed, bucking, writhing. "Jesus . . . God, fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Take it, slut!" Gary gasped. He was beginning to wonder if he would be able to keep this pace up. She simply couldn't get enough! His ass was now pumping back and forth in a fleshy blur, his prick gouging in and out like a jack hammer.
"Take it! Goddamn you . . . take it!"
As he plowed deeply into her guts, he couldn't think of anything except those huge tits that flopped against his mouth, the delicious heat of her sucking cunt, the sensuous curves that molded against him. God, she was good. Maybe too good.
"I ... I don't know if I can hold . . . out much longer," he winced. "Gonna blow my fuck-
ing ..."
"Give it to me, you bastard!" Gina shrieked. "Load up my pussy and shove a gallon in me! Cum! Cum! Fuck me with hot . . . hot . . . cummmmmmm!"
She bucked wildly, now tearing at his shoulders, his back, his waist with her fingernails. And each time he plunged his meat inside her hole, she felt another explosion of raw, tortured pleasure. In fact, ecstasy had become common-place, and she was only aware of anything when her orgasms peaked. She had lost count, couldn't remember how many times the bursts of ecstasy had riddled her guts.
Gary gave a final gasp, trying to hold back the assault, finding it was impossible. As he dug inside, his cockbase expanded, then boiled with the cream from his nuts.
"Now, you cum-licking whore," he grimaced. "Oh . . . fuck . . . yes, I'm ... I'm .. . unhhhhhhhh!"
When the first of his boiling, creamy jizz shot into her cunt, Gina thought she would actually faint. What had seemed like pleasure before was a mere imitation of what followed. Massive, all-consuming storms of pure ecstasy raced up and down her cunt canal, sweeping around her opening. And for a moment, it seemed as if she had become an extension of his cock. She was his cock. Her entire body was a slab of spurting, climaxing meat.
"Aieeeeeee!" she screamed, then inhaled quickly, screaming again. Her air wheezed into her lungs with a rattle, her jaw was slack with anguish. "Fuck. . . fuck me," she gasped finally, her voice weak, exhausted.
"All of it, bitch," Gary grunted. "Oh . . . sweet, little baby, take all my. . . unhhhh!"
He slammed in the last of his load, then squirmed his ass around, feeling the milky juices surge backward, ooze from the bottom of her hole. A few seconds later, his balls became glued to the satiny texture of her ass. Slowly, he moved his finger out of his ass and rubbed his nuts over the delicate bud of her shitter.
"You like it?" he asked, gasping against her tits. "You like the way I fuck you?"
"Mmmmmmm, yes," Gina said, but wondered who she had answered. Her husband? Her husband's brother? "Oh God, yes," she repeated, squirming beneath him.
She tried fighting her thoughts, but the more she did, the brighter the picture of Fred formed in her mind. She could now almost see him, and for a moment it wasn't even Gary on top of her.
"Ohhhhhh!" she cried out. "Fuck me again!"
"Wow, you are cock-hungry tonight, aren't you?" Gary said. "Just tell me what caused it, baby. I want this all the fucking time."
"I ... I do too," Gina said, wondering how it was possible her ecstasy could grow so dramatically. If he moved his cock just a little, she knew she would . . .
"Ohhhhh!" she screamed, feeling his meat slide out of her cream-coated pussy.
"Jesus, baby, don't take it so hard," Gary said, looking at her with an almost frightened expression. "I'll be right back. Just gonna get a beer or something. You've fucked me dry."
"Hurry!-" Gina panted, her orgasm still tingling around her opening. "I ... I want it again! I . . . I want it again! I ... I want it . . . here!"
As she said the words, she thrust her fingers between her legs, then spread her asscheeks. She began rubbing over the entrance of her shitter, gently probing inside.
"Want a backdoor delivery?" Gary laughed. "Be right back," When he got to the door, he turned and gave her a smile. "Just keep your motor running, baby. We'll make a fucking night of it."
Gina lay back, wondering how it was possible to feel so strongly about anything. She couldn't even think of anything except cock! What was bad, though . . .
It was Fred's cock!
She sat up suddenly and gave a hunted look about the room. Quickly, she threw her legs to the floor and darted over to the dresser where they kept several photographs in silver frames. She picked the one up that had Gary and Fred together, taken just a couple of months ago. They stood side by side, their bare chests glistening with sweat, a string of trout proudly held out by Gary. Fred had one hand on his hip, the other around his brother's shoulder.
She placed the photograph on the night stand, just behind the lamp, then lay on her stomach. From this angle she could see it clearly, but it wouldn't be too obvious to Gary if he should happen to notice.
"Mmmmmmm," she whispered, looking at the hard lines of both bodies, her gaze finally resting on the matted hair of Fred's chest. She could almost taste the salt of his body, smell the heady aroma of his crotch. "Fuck me," she whispered, slipping both hands under her body. "God, really fuck it to me, you big bull."
"Started without me, huh?" Gary said, looking hungrily at his wife's bobbing ass. "Just let me take a few more drinks and I'll be right with you."
"Oh ... oh ... oh .. . God!" Gina cried out, her eyes fixed on the photograph, her fingers stabbing at her cum-oozing cunt.
"Hmmmmmmm," Gary said, "something tells me I'd better get right with you . . . right now!"
"Fuck me in the ass!" Gina screamed. "Oh . . . sweet fucking Jesus . . . fuck me!"
Gary knelt behind his wife.