Chapter 1

"That's a surprise!" Elana stared down at the tented sheet between her husband's thighs. It was unusual for Elliot to be hot in the middle of the morning. Still . . . Elana glanced at his fine, muscular body and his nearly handsome, masculine face. "What's that doing?" She dropped her hand to her husband's cock.

Elliot grinned and unpeeled the sheet from his naked body. His prick stood straight up in the air, thick bodied and purple headed. "Why don't you suck it, baby?"

Elana let the sheet fall from her own body. At twenty-nine she had the body of an unusually mature teenager, ripe all over and full, a small waisted sexpot with large, bouncing breasts, tiny nipples, a round, jutting ass, and an almost hairless cunt. Her long hair was black, the gift of an unknown oriental ancestor who had also given her soft eyes the shape of fat almonds.

She inched down the bed, kissing and licking her blond husband's flesh as she moved. Her excitement wasn't lessened by the knowledge that it was someone other than herself who had been the cause of his hard-on. Elliot had been hot for his youngest brother Mike's girl for the past two years. Just the thought that she would be in his house for a few days was keeping Elliot in a state of constant excitement.

When her lips were only inches from Elliot's stiff prick Elana began to tease him. "Thinking of Francie, baby?" She ran her tongue slowly down the shaft. "You'd like to get into her pants, wouldn't you ? "

"Don't be silly, Elana." He pushed his hips upward to meet her lips. "Francie's almost my sister-in-law. Family."

She giggled, then captured the head of his cock in her mouth. She sucked it briefly, then let it slip out. "That wouldn't stop you. I've seen you look at her. You strip her every time you look at her." She tongued the cock again, then began to lick his big balls.

"Shit! That feels good! Suck on my balls a while." He enjoyed the sensation silently for a few minutes, then spoke. "Francie is one sexy chick. Almost as sexy as you. But as long as she's Mike's dolly, she's off limits for me. Not that I'd try to do anything anyway. Not while I have you."

The dark haired woman tugged lightly on her husband's prick. Her pussy was wet now. She was more than ready to sit on his lap.. . .

Her cunt began to cream at the thought. Sucking was nice, but it had been days since they'd fucked. "I guess I'd forgive you if you did. Not that I'd like it." She smiled, remembering. In the eight years of their marriage Elliot had strayed nine times. And each time Elana had known even before he'd told her. For one thing, he had come home each time smelling of sex. It was an undeniable odor, something she recognized at once. Besides, more importantly, after each of these illicit sessions Elliot would maintain a hard-on that would defy all attempts to relieve it. A combination of guilt and excitement would keep him buried to the hilt in Elana's cunt. Though she'd never admit it, the days following his moment of adultery were the best in her marriage-only then would he give her more than she wanted, more than she could take. "Anyway, what does Francie being Mike's girl have to do with anyone or anything?" Leaning over, she kissed his cock. "You'd fuck Tere if she'd let you. If you were horny enough."

Elliot grabbed his wife by the hair and forcefully pushed her head down on his prick. The tip of his cock pressed against her lips, felt them give way, and buried itself into the hot, wet cave of her throat. "Tere's my baby sister. The only reason you're talking about my family now is because you're thinking of Scott." Scott was his second brother. "I know you're hot for him. If you hadn't met me first I know Scott would have been in your pants five minutes after you met. You'd still like to get at his cock."

A sharp thrill passed through Elana's already moist cunt. He was right. She had always been hot for Scott. He was strikingly handsome, a greek god type, with the largest bulge in his pants Elana had ever seen. Whenever they met, Scott did a thing about staring directly at her tits and cunt, never at her face. It excited her tremendously, but although she'd been unfaithful to Elliot several times, she never really thought she could do it with his own brother, no matter how sexy he was. Still, the thought of him made the woman tremble.

She managed to twist her head. "Why don't you stick your thing in my pussy? We have time before anyone arrives."

Elliot laughed. "That's the Burns' spirit! A quick fuck to see you through the family reunion." He reached down and pulled his wife back up on the bed. His cock was achingly stiff. It gleamed wetly. Reaching down, he spread the lips of her girlish cunt. Slowly he began to inch his finger up her juicing hole. "Does that feel good? Would you like it to be Scott's finger instead of mine? How would you like to have my brother fucking you? Should we do the Eskimo style of entertaining? Should I offer him my wife to sleep with? Then what should we do with his wife? Carol just isn't my type," he rambled, his finger slipping in and out of her cunt faster.

Elana wondered what it was about her husband that made any and everything he did to her feel wonderful. His finger turned her on as no one else's cock did. Except for Scott Burns.

She spread her legs and reached out for his prick. "Don't tease me, Elliot. Fuck me, darling, please. I'm so hot. You haven't fucked me all week." She watched his finger dig between the fuzzy lips of her cunt.

"Just shut up and put it in your mouth, honey. Suck my dick while I play with your twat. I don't feel like fucking right now."

Sighing, Elana accepted his huge prick into her mouth and began to suck it in earnest. She was an expert cocksucker-it was one of Elliot's chief delights. Her wet tongue worked over the -head skillfully, dipping its pointed tip into the small eyelet, then down to his balls.

All the while the man's stiff finger probed her pussy, teasing her rubbery clitoris, stretching her pussy, even tickling her extremely sensitive asshole. Her nipples were tiny balls of steel, but he ignored them, concentrating instead on filling her mouth with his giant erection and her pussy with his educated fingers.

Elana settled down for a long session. She had never been like other women she'd known. She didn't come always, and never easily. Elliot had to work her over for long periods, and then sometimes it didn't work. On those days she'd be raw with excitement after he'd given up. Once in a while he'd be resentful about her inability to come, but the years together had changed that. After an unsuccessful love period Elliot would merely bend down and suck her until she came. A long suck would always finish her off. But Elana knew he didn't really enjoy sucking pussy. It was something he did to calm her down. She used to feel guilty about making him do it to her, but not now, not after one of his pieces of tail told Elana that Elliot begged her to let him suck her. When Elana had confronted Elliot with that piece of news, which disturbed her more than the fact that he had made love to another woman, he had explained that he loved to suck pussy with new women, but didn't enjoy it much after the third or fourth time. Now it never bothered her when she had him suck her off.

"Take it all in your mouth. You can do it. Come on, you sweet little cocksucker . . . just pretend it's Scott's prick. His dick is even bigger than mine, but you'd swallow every last inch if he'd let you. Ah . . . that's good . . . so good . . . no, just keep it in your mouth like that . . . yes . . . you suck so damn good, baby. Better than Francie, I bet, even better than that sexy little cunt.. . "

Elana rocked her pussy hard against the stabbing finger. His words were getting her hotter than his finger. The finger wasn't enough. She needed to feel him inside her . . . if not his prick then his tongue. She released his cock. "Lick me, Elliot. Suck my pussy, darling. Please. I'm so hot. Suck me while I suck you." She captured his twitching cock between her lips once more.

Elliot twisted around and roughly parted his wife's tanned thighs. He tilted his head to one side, letting the sandpaper growth of beard scrape the tender insides of her legs. Her wiry black triangle was glazed with cream and the exposed flesh within the grassy folds was startlingly red and slick with juice. The stiff little clitoris stood away from the soft folds, begging for the attention of his hot tongue. Beneath that was the puckered mouth to her quivering womb, just waiting to be stabbed.

He began to nuzzle the sweet musk-scented crotch, moving his lips up and down the wet trail until her jerking body and passionately sucking mouth on his cock implored him to do something about her ache. His tongue flicked suddenly and harshly at her clit.

She moaned into his balls and pressed her crotch into his mouth. He began to lick her slowly, deliberately, easing his flattened tongue into every crevice. When he hooked his fat thumb into her hole she began to tremble.

Thinking of Francie, Elliot slithered his tongue in and out of her tight asshole. Then he ran his lips around the entire crack. His cock was swollen rigid, a bar of hot flesh being sucked by lovingly, adoringly inspired lips. He was ready to shoot into her now, but whenever possible he preferred to come with the chick, feel her twat spasm against his mouth or cock while he filled their throat or womb with his boiling cream.

Elana groaned into her husband's crotch when she felt his tongue slithering in and out of her asshole. He really was turned on! She began to work on the head of his joint, sucking it forcefully, then dipping downwards to scoop up his entire shaft. She knew exactly what she was doing to him . . . she only hoped he could control himself long enough to wait for her.

She was going to come . . . she knew it. She was straddling a fine white-hot line . . . It felt so good. Any moment she would topple over the edge as his sweet tongue dipped into her. She could feel his cock beginning to swell that last little warning. It was so good . . . so good . . . she brushed her straining lips against his wiry pubic hairs, the golden nest that cradled his balls and the huge erection.

Elliot gripped his wife's waist and held on tightly. He felt the burning fluids begin to gather in his heavy sac. At any moment they would shoot up his thickened shaft and erupt all over her insides.

The man and woman slammed into each other's greedy mouths violently. Each was only a second away from exploding . . .

"Hey? Anyone home! Elliot! Elliot? Elana? We're here!"

Elliot jumped, startled. His throbbing cock wrenched out of his wife's hot mouth.

"Oh God! It's your brother Kevin. Tell him to wait! Tell him we're getting dressed or something! We've got to finish! I've got to finish!" His startled face was inches from her pulsating vagina.

"Hey, Elliot! Get your ass out of the sack! We're on our way up!"

Elliot bolted out of the bed ignoring his wife, a big smile on his face. "Kevin, you old son of a bitch!. We didn't expect any of you for a couple of hours!" He slipped a leg into his trousers and hopped on the other foot. "Who've you got with you?" He zipped his fly, stuffing his shirt tails into his pants. He grinned at his wife, gently patting his fly. "It's going down at last. You, at least, don't have to worry about it showing."

"Two delectable creatures. Nedra and Norma, the twins I told you about on the phone!"

Kevin's voice was nearer. Elliot glanced down at his still naked and writhing wife. "Hey, we'll be down soon! Get yourself a drink. I'll be down in a second." He leaned over and kissed his wife. "Come on, baby, get yourself together. I haven't seen any of my family for three years. This is a big reunion for me."

"Some reunion," she sneered, her cunt and tits sore. "The bunch of you are going to be tearing at each other like animals in another day, anyway." She was thinking about the reason for what he termed the family reunion . . . a lovely piece of property, a desert oasis near Palm Springs, which was left by the elder Burns to benefit the entire family. The property was not to be sold or cut up. Elliot had invited his brothers up for the weekend to resolve the three year old issue. He wanted to find a way to sell the potentially valuable land, but some of the others wanted to keep it.

"I wonder if Tere's coming, after all." Elliot ran a comb through his long golden hair. "I know she will unless she's off getting in trouble somewhere.

Elana watched her husband walk out of the room. She glared at him. She had been so close....

"Hurry down, hon, huh?"

She stretched out on the bed and cupped a large breast restlessly. Her wet pussy still throbbed. Sighing, she got to her feet. Elliot had been right-she badly needed a good fuck if she was going to be in the same house with Scott Burns. Her knees were shaking when she got up. In a sudden fit of anger, she grabbed her hairbrush and threw it at the closed door. "Damn!" With that, the woman hurled herself back on the bed and attempted, with a trembling finger, to finish what her husband had started.

"Here. Let me take a look at it." Elliot looked at Kevin's new sports car. He would have preferred to look at the red headed twins Kevin had brought with him. On the phone Kevin had told him he had two girls living with him at the moment: identical twins. The thought had shocked and excited Kevin at the time, but he'd not expected them to be such exquisite creatures. When Kevin had complained about a funny sound in the engine of his new car, Elliot was relieved to have an excuse to distract his mind. He was still too heated up to risk sitting around drinking with the sexy twins. He glanced back at the house. It was a coldly brisk day, a perfect mountain mid-day. His house was a rambling cottage, with extra wings and a separate back house. It was a perfect setup for his mail-order business, but life in the mountains had been mild. "Are the girls staying inside? They're a lot of woman. How'd you get into that, you little bastard?" he asked enviously.

Kevin shrugged, grinning. "Part of the extras that go with managing a topless bar. The twins were our best act."

Elliot swallowed hard at the thought of the two naked. "How do you handle it by yourself?"

Laughing, Kevin patted his crotch. "Who's alone? As long as I've got this . . . Besides, to tell you the truth, big brother, the girls are pretty good at taking care of themselves, too. If I get a little tired it's no sweat. They help each other out."

"You mean they're . . . "

Kevin laughed again, then turned back to the car. "Why don't you take it for a spin. You can hear the rattle best when you go about thirty." He pulled a key out of his trousers.

"Kevin! Oh, Kevin! Let's take a walk, please? It's so nice up here!" The twin called Nedra spoke. Sister Norma just nodded her agreement. "Please?"

"Go take them on a tour of the grounds, Kev. I'll take the car for a drive. See you later."

Nedra watched Elliot get in the car and drive off. "He's cute. Is his wife around?" She giggled.

"Hot little bitch. Wait till you see my sister-in-law, Elana. You'll cream your panties looking at her."

Nedra put a shapely arm around her sister's slim waist. "You know I'm not really all that interested in any girl other than Norma." She kissed her sister lightly on the lips. "Come on, let's get that walk."

"Why the big interest in nature, all of a sudden?"

This time it was Norma's turn to giggle. "Did you ever fuck out in the woods?"

Even after nearly a week of living with the twins, he was still not used to their sudden leanings toward impromptu sex. His mouth was abruptly dry. "Lead the way."

Behind the house were lush woods. They had stepped only a short way into them when Nedra tired of waiting. "This looks fine. This ring of trees makes it nice and private. Lovely." She wore loose Nile green hot pants. Casually she reached down and pulled one of the leg openings to the side. With it came the spidery panty crotch. Her dark red pubic hairs were startling next to the green bunched material. "Someone do something to me quick," she ordered. "Right now."

Kevin started for her, amazed as ever at the intuitive knowledge the girl seemed to have about what turned him on. Most girls liked to have the men outwardly call the shots so that they could play demure and be raped. But he had his most powerful erections from a woman commanding him sexually. He enjoyed playing sexual servant, playing, that is, until he got hot enough. Then he had just as much fun in turning the tables. He had been fortunate to find the twins. Nedra loved to give orders in bed, and her sister loved to follow orders.

When he reached the girl, he immediately stuck a finger into her russet crotch. "Do you want me to kiss it for you?"

Nedra shook her head. "Come over here, Norma." She took her sister's hand. "She'll finger me while you strip her. Get her naked fast."

Kevin obeyed willingly, watching Norma's finger ease into her sister's pussy as he busied himself with her clothing. The girls were dressed identically, with matching green pullover tops and white high boots. He removed her top and resisted the temptation to palm her naked breasts. They stood proudly from her slender rib cage, their tiny pink nipples pointing to the treetops. Once before he had wished to fondle one of the lovely tits while he was following Nedra's orders. She had punished him. His cock began to rise at the memory of the punishment. Nedra had ordered that both of them would tease and torment him all night long, but wouldn't let him come. For hours they had sucked and played with his cock, had tickled his asshole, made him lick their pussies, even had made him fuck each of them for a moment or two. But always they stopped, just when he was on the brink of dropping his load.

By the middle of the night he had been a maniac. Eventually he had plunged his face into Norma's pussy and begun to beat off. But Nedra had reached down and grabbed him by the balls, threatening to mash them if he disobeyed again. The result had been that all night long he was in agony, his prick a flaming sword. Near morning, deciding he had been punished enough, Nedra had relented and given him the best screwing of his life while making Norma tongue his balls and asshole. It had been a remarkable night. But he was not in the mood for even the most exquisite torture now, so he refrained from touching the lovely breasts jiggling in front of his eyes. Quickly he skimmed off the girl's hot pants and wispy panties. Norma looked more naked than ever with the white high boots and her fingers buried in her sister's slit.

"Now me," Nedra moaned, moving on the finger in her. She waited until he had removed the shirt. "Suck them."

With a groan, Kevin bent down and began to suck a small pink nipple. It grew rapidly under his tongue. The mound of hot flesh around the stiff little nub was firm and sweet. Quickly his mouth moved to the other breast.

'Take off my panties while you do that. Take them off so Norma can lick me between the legs."

His prick straining against the rough material of his levis, Kevin hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the shorts and pushed them down, dragging the panties along. He left both sets of pants caught around the ankles of the white boots. "My cock hurts," he moaned between sucks of her hard nipples. "It hurts in there."

She patted him, then began to rub his fly. "Maybe we'll do something about that. Maybe.. . . "

Elliot could hardly believe his eyes. He pressed his belly against the tree and quickly shut his eyes, opening them slowly. Yes, it was Kevin and the twins, mostly naked, playing with each other right out in the middle of the grassy clearing.

He had taken the car for a quick ride, but hadn't heard any sound he could identify as being unusual. He had come back to get Kevin. Figuring they were in the woods behind the house, he had parked and taken a short cut. He had planned on sneaking up and scaring them a little, an acceptable excuse for grabbing the girls and getting in a free feel. He was still hot, and the more he thought about his brother, younger by two years, copping himself two such adorable creatures, the angrier he became. Or, he admitted, the more jealous. But when he had sneaked into the woods, he hadn't expected to find the three of them in the midst of a little woodland orgy. Cautiously he made sure he couldn't be seen by the three. His eyes didn't move from the twin's fantastic bodies.

Nedra parted her thighs and sighed as her sister sank to her knees in front of her. "Do you want me to eat you now, Nedra?" Her voice was very small and abjectly submissive. Norma's plump lips were near the reddish curls of her sister's cunt. She licked her lips eagerly. "I'll do anything you want me to do."

"Just lick me a little. Don't stop playing with my pussy either." She looked down as Norma brought her face to her sister's soft slit. She waited.

Norma stuck out her tongue experimentally, brushing the curly fur wetly. She found the long slit and gently pried it open with her lips. Her nose was soon buried in Nedra's perfumed pussy as her tongue began a slow lapping that excited both of them.

Kevin watched a moment, then looked at Nedra for instruction. His prick was very hard now.

Nedra looked at him, her eyes glazed and hot. "Don't just stand there! Get down on the ground and start sucking my sister off! If you don't make her come before I do I'll make sure you don't get any cunt all night!"

Kevin needed no second invitation. He dropped to the ground. "Sit on my face, Norma," he hissed. He got on his back, surrounding his head with sweet smelling grass and earth. She readjusted her position effortlessly, bringing her steaming vagina directly over his opening mouth. He liked burying his tongue in sweet young pussy anyway, but there was something particularly nice about doing it while the girl was doing the same thing to another girl. Even more so if the girls happened to be twins. He began to lick hard at the hard marble between her thighs.

"Take -his cock out of his pants!" Nedra pushed her sister's head out of her crotch.

Kevin felt the hand dipping into his fly, winced as his stiff prick was unceremoniously jerked out of its prison, and groaned as Norma's silky fingers began teasing it.

Norma, her mouth still dripping with her sister's honeyed juices, bent down and kissed the big prick in her hand.

"Yes! Suck it a little," Nedra whispered to Norma encouragingly. "Put it in your mouth." She watched them sixty-nine, slowly dropping to one knee to get a better look.

Norma gagged on the cock. She couldn't seem to learn to suck without gagging. Especially on anything as big as Kevin's joint. Not that she minded. She had come once from feeling a huge cock being forced down her throat by her sister's orders. The man had been instructed to feed his meat into her mouth, to make her take it, even if she choked on it. She almost had, trying in vain to evade the pressing tool. Yet she had come just when she thought she'd black out from the stabbing cock. Thinking about it was making her even hotter. Deliberately she accepted more of Kevin's prick than she had room for, meanwhile thrusting her throbbing cunt even further into his mouth. She began to spasm at once.

Kevin held tight to the red head, running his tongue in and out of her hole with steady, slow strokes. He kept his thumb on her trembling clitoris. He forced his tongue to jab her more deeply once he felt her begin to convulse around his face.

Nedra brought her face closer as her twin began to come. She reached around and grabbed a full breast, bearing down hard. She liked playing with her sister while other people made her come. It was exciting. As soon as Norma had moaned out her orgasm and released Kevin's huge cock from her mouth, Nedra pushed the man off her. Getting to her knees, she began to lap up her sister's rich juices.

Kevin couldn't stand it. Watching Nedra push her sister to her back on the grass and bury her beautiful face in a cunt identical to her own, was the final straw. He got to his knees, held his dick with one hand, and climbed between Nedra's legs. Her full buttocks were a soft cushion for his belly as he probed with his rod to find her pussy. Finally, he lunged forward, plunging his fat cock into her pussy all the way to the mouth of her delicate womb.

Elliot watched his brother fuck one of the twins dog-fashion while the girl sucked at her own sister's cunt. His own prick was so stiff that he would have stuck it up Kevin's hairy asshole if he'd been over by them. His balls dragged with the weight of his impending explosion. He gave a thought to finding Elana and forcing her to give him a quick blow job, just to relieve himself. But he knew what that would mean. She'd want him to finish her off, and he lacked the patience at the moment to give a damn about anything except his own needs. He even seriously considered jerking off, right then and there. He fingered his dick lightly as he watched, unsure of what to do.

Kevin grunted with pleasure as his cock slipped in and out of Nedra's cunt. He was totally caught up in the pleasure of fucking. He kept his eyes tightly closed, knowing that watching Nedra suck her sister would bring him to a speedy climax. He liked to have sex last as long as possible, and he was very aware of what the sight of two women eating each other did to him. Once he'd had a spontaneous orgasm as soon as he'd come home from work. He'd unlocked the door to find the twins sucking each other off frantically on the living room rug. His prick had emptied just at the sight of the unexpected sixty-nine.

Groaning, he slammed his dick into her creamy pussy all the way, loving the feel of her tight-mouthed womb.

Nedra thrust her tongue deeply in her sister as she came. The prick in her was pile-driving her into the earth. Her moans were muffled in her twin's snatch.

Norma threw her legs up and locked them around Nedra's head. Her voice was thin, childish and her face was bright red from excitement. "Oooh . . . you're sucking me! You're licking me all over . . . all over! You're mouth is licking me down there! Ahh . . . ooh.. . . "

He couldn't hear distinct voices, but Norma's soft cooing moans reached Elliot. It didn't help his suffering prick either. As he watched Nedra squirm on his brother's massive prick a colorless drop of fluid dotted the head of his own cock. He knew he couldn't stand much more of this. He gave some serious thought to stomping into the clearing and thrusting his prick into Norm's mouth, burying it in the slippery cavity up to his balls. Only the fact that the other man was his brother stopped him. It seemed faintly incestuous somehow. Elliot laughed silently at that thought. What could be more incestuous than the twins themselves. Yet somehow Elliot could understand it. They were so much alike, more like one being than two. It hardly seemed like more than masturbation, really. His cock was twitching now. Giving in, he reached down and took out his prick. He held it tightly.

Kevin knew he was about to come. The exquisite heat in his balls was at the boiling point. He was beyond having a choice in the matter. Groaning, he shoved his prick in as far as it would go and held it there, grinding the hairs on her pussy into the mat at the base of his belly. It started slowly, then the eruption began. Shaking like an animal, Kevin shot his torrid sperm deep into her insides, spurt after spurt while Nedra wriggled on his pole helplessly, pounding out her own explosion.

Norma came almost soundlessly. A soft series of sighs escaped her lips as the tongue in her brought her to a shuddering climax.

The trio was still, falling apart yet still connected by loving hands and entwined legs. Elliot was afraid to continue his hand job. It would be embarrassing to be discovered peeking and playing with himself. Moaning in frustration, he tucked himself back into his trousers and inched out of the woods. He had just straightened his clothing when he turned toward the house and nearly collided with the dark haired little beauty.

"Francie!" He put out a hand to steady his younger brother's girlfriend. "When did you get here? Where's Mike?" His heart beat faster at the sight of the lovely girl. He had recognized her at once, although it had been a long time since he'd seen her. She was every bit as sexy and appealing as he'd remembered her.

"Hi, Elliot. We got here a few minutes ago. Mike and Elana are having a drink in the den. I thought I'd take a little walk while it was still light enough. I figured I'd run into you and Kevin and his friends. Where are the others?"

Using a firm hand around her waist, Elliot steered Francie in a direction away from the threesome. "Around somewhere, I guess. Come on, I'll show you what I've done around the place. The back house hadn't been touched in twenty years. Come see what I finally did with it."

He took the girl for a complete tour of the grounds. All the time, in spite of his friendly, brotherly tone, his cock stayed erect and his balls felt on fire.

She stopped, out of breath finally, and turned to him. A smile was on her pretty face. "You know, Elliot, you haven't change a bit. If anything, you look younger now than three years ago. I thought you were nearly middle aged in those days." She laughed.

He grinned back at her. She had only been sixteen when she and Mike, two years older, had started living together. Now, at nineteen, Elliot's thirty didn't seem all that old. "How's it going, you and Mike, I mean. I thought sure we'd have gotten a wedding invitation by now."

Francie sighed. "Things aren't going so well, actually. Maybe I can talk to you about it. Would you mind? I mean, you know him and all . . . You are his brother."

Elliot tried to look brotherly. His arm was about four inches from one of her soft young breasts. "I'd be delighted if I could help in any way."

"Do you think I'm reasonably pretty, Elliot. I mean, you don't have to be careful of my feelings or anything."

He hardly knew what to say. His voice was suddenly thick. "You're beautiful, Francie. I've always thought you were the sexiest girl I've ever seen. Why do you ask?"

She looked up into his eyes. "Because your brother wants us to get into swapping parties. He wants to fuck other girls, and he wants me to do the thing with other guys. He says my not wanting to is a hang-up, and he doesn't want to marry me if I've got that kind of a hang-up." Her dark eyes were heavy lashed. She was a small girl, with a bouncy, tiny body.

Elliot couldn't imagine sharing a treasure like Francie with anyone. But then he thought of his own wife. Elana was also beautiful, though a very different type. And, though they'd never tried swap parties, Elliot realized that the thought of Elana fucking or sucking another man didn't do much to him. "Was . . . was Mike your first, Francie? I mean, have you ever made love to anyone else?"

The girl grinned. Her face brightened. "Oh! No. I'm not that hung-up. Mike wasn't the first, and he's not the only one I've done it with in the last few years."

Elliot's cock was straining against his fly again. He didn't know what to say.

"Especially lately," she continued. "Mike has been fucking two girls I know of, and between fucking them and being mad at me, he's hardly touched me once. I get so hot I can't stand it.. . . " She looked at him through her lashes. Casually, as if she were brushing against a tree trunk, she let her hand fall against his crotch.

This time Elliot returned her gaze. He pushed his prick deliberately against her hand. "Why don't we go see that back house and talk it over . . . "

Francie squeezed his prick and grinned. "I'm really in the mood for a good . . . talk . . . "