Chapter 6
Gina's hand was shaking as she replaced the receiver. She then took another of what must now be a million glances at the photograph of Gary and Fred.
"I'm going to give you a lunch you'll never forget," she whispered. "Oh God, I just hope you'll do it to me," she added, spreading her legs.
She sipped her fingers into her oozing cunt, feeling the spasming muscles hug her, almost like a mouth. She then leaned forward and cried out as if in pain. Ecstasy tore into her body, agonizing, aching, unfulfilled.
"I want you to fuck me with that big cock until I hurt!" she winced. "I ... I want it poking out my guts, you bastard!"
A short while later, she drove her car into the jobs site, inhaling the aroma of the fried chicken she had brought. Even the food reminded her of sex, it seemed. His mouth would be right here, she thought, touching a chicken leg. That sweet, sensuous mouth.
"God, I'd love to shove this thing up my cunt and have him ..."
She swerved, almost hitting a temporary light pole. She then saw Fred, surrounded by other bare-chested men and slammed on her brakes, skidding slightly sideways.
"Actually I'm a pretty good driver," she said to the smiling Fred, through the minor dust storm she had created. "I . . . I'm just not myself today."
Then if you're not yourself today, Fred thought, you wouldn't be my brother's wife, and then I could fuck the shit out of you!
"Hello," he said. "What brings you here?" "Brought you something to eat," she answered, arching her back. As she did, her tits thrust upward, dangerously pressing against the silk blouse. "Sharon couldn't make it. I hope you're not too disappointed."
"Something to eat, huh?"- Fred said, mesmerized by the jutting tits. "I'd love to eat. . . huh? Oh, thanks. No, of course I'm not disappointed."
"Well, here it is," she said, giving him the chicken, suddenly losing all her nerve. This was ridiculous! Stupid! He's not interested in me. Just that chicken. "I ... I hope you like it," she added, her fingers brushing his as she handed him the box.
"Hey, why don't we go some place and eat together?" he asked. "The chicken, I mean."
"How long do you have for lunch?" Gina asked.
"The rest of the day," he said. "Knocking off early. Got all the conduit laid. Thought I'd sneak home and see if Sharon is having an affair."
"I doubt it," Gina laughed. God, why would she? When she had that hunk of man! "She's cleaning her oven."
"There's a . . . uh, well, a motel down the road," Fred began, trying to sound casual. "Some of the electrical guys from out of town keep it rented, and ..."
"Sure," Gina said, a little too quickly. "I mean, uh . . . sure."
Moments later, they were in the motel room, each trying to ignore the pounding in their chests. On the surface, however, they both looked calm, almost serene. Like the eye of a tornado.
"You really like chicken?" Gina said conversationally, watching him eat.
"There are things better," he replied, smacking his lips, his eyes on her tits. He picked up another piece of meat, then added, "I really like . . . breast."
Well, it's now or never, Gina thought.
"Do you like mine?" she asked, looking him squarely in the eye.
The next split-second was filled with years of conversation, done completely by eye contact-animal magnetism. An aura of understanding seemed to encase them both, as if in that second they had discussed, argued, and agreed on what would happen next.
"Oh . . . God," Fred whispered, tossing the piece of chicken aside. He leaned over and grabbed her, throwing her to the bed. He then yanked at her clothing and when she was naked, his own.
"Oh ... my God!" he gasped, his eyes taking in the full beauty of her firm body. "Better than I... I imagined!" he murmured.
While he hungrily feasted on her jutting tits, the swollen mound of blonde-haired cunt, the tiny waist, the lean, sensuous feature, Gina's eyes were glazed with anticipation.
That big hunk of muscled man is going to be ramming his beautiful cock in me!
"I ... I want you!" she said, tier voice a whisper. "God, I've wanted you so long!"
"Let me take a shower first," Fred said, suddenly hating himself, construction work, the world. Why spoil this mood for something as stupid as a shower? He suddenly hated showers too. "I wouldn't want to get you dirty ..."
"No!" Gina almost screamed, running her fingers over his dirty, sweaty body. "I ... I want you just like this! I want to taste you, smell you ... eat you alive!"
See? Wasn't she perfect?
"Oh Jesus!" he gasped, locking his mouth around hers. He crushed over her body and humped the underside of his cock against her slick patch of pussy hair. "Oh Gina . . . I . . . I . . . fuck, I think I love you!"
As he murmured the words into her throat, Gina bucked wildly. Even a kiss from this man made her body climax with passion! God, what would that big cock do?
"I want it!" she begged, grabbing for his rock-hard cock. The mere touch of the fantastic slab was enough to cause another gut-crunching spasm inside her cunt.
"Unhhhhhhh!" she shrieked.
"Wait," Fred whispered. "I want to taste you all over, baby. God, I've been thinking about this moment so long. I ... I want it to last forever!"
Gina was thankful that she had already climaxed, because she wouldn't have been able to wait another second. She stretched her legs and dug her nails into those massive, dirt-streaked shoulders she had craved.
"Do it," she said, kissing him again. "God . . . do it all to me! Everything!"
"Mmmmmm, I will," Fred said, lapping his tongue over her lips, over her chin. He pressed his mouth into the hollow of her throat, then licked to those firm, upturned tits.
"Oh, shit, I love your tits," he grunted, closing his lips around the delicate, pink-tipped nipples.
When Gina felt the warmth of his spit against her breasts, she cried out again, this time her passion filled with anguish. She'd never felt this way before, couldn't understand the emotions that swept around her like a damp fog.
"Fuck me!" she screamed, raking at his back with her nails. "Goddamn you, shove your cock in my pussy and . . . and . . . ohhhhhh!"
"Not yet," Fred whispered, leaving her tits, moving his mouth to her flat, smooth stomach. His chin was now brushing the top of her fringe of blonde pussy hair. He could actually smell the heady aroma of her juices. "I . . . I'm gonna lick this sweet box and get it ripe for fucking."
His words became a muffle as he slipped his mouth through the silky hairs to the oozing slit. He then placed his thumbs at the sides of the small opening and pulled the loose folds of skin back. When he saw the pink, seeping tunnel, he felt a jolt of hunger sear into the back of his throat.
"Oh . . . fuck!" he cried out, stabbing his tongue deeply inside. "Mmmmmmm . . . hot . . . sweet . . . pussy!"
When Gina felt him inside her, she thought the universe had exploded. She had never had a climax like this, didn't know it was even possible. Massive spasms tore up and down her tunnel, powerful, growing more intense. Soon, ecstasy bordered torture.
"Now!" she begged. "I ... I have to have you now!"
Fred gave her pussy a few more quick stabs, then nibbled around her rock-hard clit. He, too, knew he couldn't stay there much longer. His prod was jerking so hard, he thought it might fall off. He quickly licked back upward, moving his face slowly between her tits. As he did, his prick moved up the insides of her thighs, and was now just inches from that glorious hole.
"Baby, baby, baby," he murmured, biting down on her mouth like an angry snake. "I'm going to give you a fucking ..."
As their kiss became all-consuming, he plunged deeply into her boiling pussy with one stroke. And when they each felt his enormous cockhead plow through the tightly constricted walls, they screamed out together, their voices racked with delicious, exotic torture.
"Ohhhhh!" Gina gasped a few seconds later, her insides now fully adjusted to his enormous size. "Do it hard, you big bastard. Give me that cock and fuck my pussy to hamburger!"
Fred withdrew his prick until just the tip of it remained inside her box. He held himself there for a couple of seconds while he licked his tongue in and out of her mouth, then rammed forward with his full strength. His nuts slapped noisily into the crack of her ass, his chest spread her tits to the sides.
"Fuck!" he gasped, squinting his eyes closed with raw pleasure. "Your pussy is the fucking best!"
"Oh . . . you make it that way," Gina yelled. Another swelling orgasm burned at the back of her tunnel, sweeping forward like a lava flow. "Do it," she grunted, now feeling her pussy lips twitch wildly around the root of his meat. "Fuck me . . . forever!"
Fred placed his hands on her shoulders, then kicked her legs wide apart with his knees. He buried his toes into the sheets and heaved forward with his full strength, puncturing her hole with a savage thrust. He withdrew just as quickly, then hammered back in.
"Like this . . . whore!" he panted, his ass now bobbing wildly. "You like my cock . . . poking your guts . . . hard?"
"Yesssss!" Gina wailed, clawing at his back, every cell in her body on fire with lust. "God . . . fuck me!"
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Fred winced, now giving her every hard inch, banging it in as hard as possible, slapping her body around as if she were a rag doll. "Take it, you cum-licking whore! Take my cock and eat it right up to your brains!"
As he tore in and out of her burning hole, he felt his nuts swell, then throb with delicious aches. He made an attempt to hold back, but knew even as he did it, it would be impossible to stop the churning, explosive wads. The root of his prick was now in flames, rock-hard, ready to burst.
"Want some hot cum now?" he asked. "Oh God, baby, I'm gonna load up this little ..."
"Fuck meeee!" Gina shrieked, feeling his cockhead balloon, squeezing her pussy tube painfully apart.
"Now, bitch!" Fred yelled, lifting his head. When he gouged the first, boiling lump of jism into her cunt, he bit back down on her mouth, stabbing his tongue deeply into her throat. "Mmmmmm, now!" he yelled, his voice vibrating through her lungs.
If Gina had waited for perfection, for total satisfaction, she had now waited long enough. Her very soul was alive, electric with pure, absolute pleasure. And each time she felt another greasy, steaming wad of cum hit her insides, it only became more beautiful.
"Aieeee!" she screamed, bucking and writhing savagely beneath his pumping ass. "Give it to me! Give me all of it! Shove me . . . fullll!"
Seconds later, Fred blasted the bulk of his monstrous load into the back of her cunt, then fell forward. As he punched his full weight between the delicate lips of her pussy, he squirmed his ass around. His cum, hot and juicy, sloshed backward, swirling around his meat, then burst from the bottom of her hole. As the fluid oozed downward, it glued his nuts to the crack of her ass.
"Oh . . . God," he said, rocking back and forth, giving her a final, hammer-like thrust with his cock. "Take it all, baby. Right up . . . here!"
When Gina's orgasms finally subsided to dull throbs, she was almost glad. It was almost too good. She said as much to Fred.
"Hey, baby, nothing can be too good," he laughed.
"Oh, I don't know," Gina panted. "I've been thinking about this so much lately. God, you wouldn't believe it. And when Gary and I . . . " She stopped suddenly and looked at him. Now that their passions were spent, would he hate her? She had seduced him. Her own husband's brother!
"Yes?" he said softly. "When you and Gary do what?"
"When we fuck, well, lately, I've been wishing it, well, I wanted . . . you," she stammered.
"Wouldn't that really rip my little brother?" Fred grinned. "He's always been the big stud. Me, I was always good old dependable Fred."
"Oh, no," Gina said, squeezing her arms around his waist. "Mmmmmm, you're the stud from now on."
"You're not sorry for it then?" Fred asked, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
"No. Are you?"
"I guess we'll have to be careful, though," he said, shaking his head. "I wouldn't want to hurt Sharon, or my brother. I love them both."
"So do I," Gina said.
"We'll just be cool about it, OK?" Fred said. "I think Sharon would shit. She couldn't even think of doing something like this. Neither could Gary."
"I know," Gina said sadly. "I just wish they could understand."
"Well, we have the rest of the day together," he smiled. "Let's make the most of it."
"What did you have in mind, you big brute?" she teased, again feeling a ripple of pleasure at the back of her cum-soaked pussy.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out, baby," he said, again moving his prick in and out of her oozing hole.
"Ohhhhh, something tells me I'm gonna love being empty-headed!" she gasped.