Chapter 4
It was wonderful having Paul home, having him every night. But he still worked long hours during the day. I was constantly hot and horny. I looked at the clock and sighed. Paul wouldn't be home for a long while yet. I walked to the window and looked out, contemplating doing some shopping, when I saw Sandy Sharp jogging. She was coming toward the house and entered without knocking. Sandy was Paul's sister. I liked her a lot. She was bright and cheerful, uninhibited, casual. Even though she was twenty-four, five years older than me, she treated me like a sister her own age.
"Hey, Fawn," she greeted. She drew in a big breath and blew it out, her hands on her hips. She was wearing a jogging suit with the phrase, "No sweat" on the front of the shirt. "Ooh, that was a good run."
"Where from?"
"From my house."
"You jogged all the way from your house?"
"Yep."
"That's quite a distance."
"Not really."
Sandy and her husband Burt lived about a mile away. "It keeps me in shape," she said. She brushed back a strand of her long red hair and smiled at me. Her emerald eyes sparkled as though she'd done something mischievous. She looked at me and shook her head. "I envy you."
"You envy me?"
"Yes." Her eyes looked me over. "You stay in such good shape without exercising. How do you do it?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I watch my diet."
"Yeah." She looked at my body. I was wearing a mini-blouse and short-shorts. "You're like me," she said. "Big-boned, big-breasted and big-assed."
I laughed. "Well, yeah, I guess."
"Do you mind if I take a shower?" she asked.
"Why, no, go ahead."
"I'm so sweaty, and hot," she said, looking at me, then looking down my body.
"Go ahead, and I'll fix us a couple of wine coolers."
"Sounds great,'" she said.
While Sandy showered I fixed the coolers and set them on the coffee table in the living room.
"Fawn?" Sandy called from the bathroom.
"Where's a towel?"
I went into the bathroom. Sandy stood there, naked, all wet.
"There, under the sink. Here, I'll get it." I knelt and got a towel and held it out to her. She gazed at me. My eyes were drawn to her nakedness. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes, but they didn't sag. I glanced down and saw her thatch of red pubic hair, wet and sparkling. The small dark crack of her vagina peeked out. There was a strange stirring in me-a tingly feeling centered in my belly but cruising up to my breasts and down to my cunt channel. My throat was dry and my heart was thumping.
"Would you dry my back?" she said, turning around.
I took the towel and patted her back. I knelt and softly rubbed the towel on down her legs. Her rounded creamy buttocks were right in front of my face. I stood as she turned around. "Would you do my front?" she asked. I patted the towel on her front, on her arms, her breasts, her belly and hips. Then I knelt and dried her legs. Her cunt was inches from my face. I stood and held out the towel. We stared at each other. She ran her tongue over her lips, raised a hand and placed it on my cheek. She brushed her fingers down to my neck. My lips were dry and my heart thudded. Hot flashes swept through me. She made a motion toward me, then she placed her hands on my waist. "Umm," she murmured. She slid her arms around my back. Suddenly she was kissing and nuzzling my cheek and neck and sweeping her hands all over my back. My heart was racing. I felt her breasts mashing into mine. Her hands were all over me. She backed me against a wall and pressed her body against mine. Her hands went up under my blouse and found my boobs. "Oh, Sandy."
She caressed my tits and rolled her fingers on my erect nipples. "Oh, Fawn," she said thickly. She placed her open mouth on mine. Her tongue snaked in and flicked mine. I ran my hands over her bare shoulders, her arms, through her wet hair. She vigorously fondled my tits, rubbing her thumbs over my stiff nipples. A thrill shot through me.
"Ah, I'm gonna love you," she breathed in my ear.
"Oh, Sandy!" I moaned.
She slid my blouse up. "Beautiful!" she said. She went down on my tits, rubbing her face all over my mounds. She sucked my nipples, pulling them with her lips.
"Oh, God!" I gasped. It felt so good I almost fainted.
She unbuckled my shorts and slid them down and off. She knelt and licked my belly. I felt hot juice stirring and flowing through my vagina. She parted my legs. "Oh, you've got a beautiful cunny," she murmured. She dipped her head between my legs and brushed her face against my cunt, running her mouth and nose all through my pubic hair. Then she went back to my cunt.
I arched my back and thrust my pussy forward.
She kissed my vulva all over, then drew her tongue all around my hole. She found my clitoris and tongued it till it was aflame, puffed up and throbbing.
"Oh, God! Sweet, sweet fucking God!" I cried out. I ran my hands through her hair, rubbing the nape of her neck. She squeezed my buttocks as her tongue lapped up and down my cunt.
"Oh, Sandy, oh, lover!" I yammered in passion, writhing and thrusting my vulva. My body hunched in uncontrollable spasms. "Lick, suck, fuck!" I panted. "Suck me, lover! Eat me! Yes, now. Now!"
I climaxed. Sandy kept sucking my clit as I thrashed in an orgasmic frenzy. My body went rigid as a piercing icy-fiery wave coursed through me. I relaxed my body as Sandy moved up. She took my blouse off and pressed her body against mine. "Let's go in the bedroom and lie down," she whispered in my ear.
We lay on the bed and Sandy got on top of me. We pressed our hot cheeks together and gyrated our bodies in a sensuous, delicious snake-like dance. The sensation of feeling Sandy's nipples and breasts and cunt pressing and rubbing upon mine was indescribable.
She slid down my body, turned around and straddled my neck. She lowered her head and buried her face in my vulva, and then her muff was on my mouth. I zipped my tongue out and sank it into her slit. The smell and taste of her cunt was musky, tangy. We ate each other out, jabbing our tongues in and out and around each other's pussy, licking and sucking each other's clit. Nothing existed except Sandy and me and our cunts and tongues. It was a glorious, marvelous feeling knowing that while she gave me delicious pleasure through my pussy I gave her the same. I don' t know how long we ate each other out. Time had lost its meaning. All I know is that it was heaven.
She finally crawled on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders. She caressed my flanks and we gently brushed our cheeks together, slowly pressing our tits and cunts together in little circular motions.
"Wasn't that good," she murmured. I looked up into her face. Her emerald green eyes sparkled.
"Oh, yes. Good, so good."
"Beats masturbation by a mile."
"Sure does," I chuckled huskily. "Beats a lot of things."
"Yeah," she purred. "There's only one thing I can think of that can compare with this."
"What's that?"
Sandy laughed throatily and rubbed her pussy on mine. "A long, thick cock."
"You're right."
"Umm," she cooed, rolling her nipples against mine. "I get off on both. Men and women. Yeah, I like to be fucked with a long thick cock, and I like licking and sucking a cunny. The best thing I like is to lick a pussy while I'm being fucked. Yes." She looked down at me. "What's the best thing you like?"
"What we're doing right now isn't bad, but my favorite I haven't done yet."
"What do you mean?"
"There're so many things I want to do that I haven't done yet. One of them is to be fucked by two cocks-one in my pussy and one up my ass-at the same time."
Sandy smiled. "That is nice."
"Have you done it?"
"Yes, with Burt and Hank."
"Hank?"
"Burt's best friend. He's a real stud."
"Your husband and his best friend fucked you at the same time?"
"Yes. One of our regular little threesomes and foursomes. It's great."
"Threesomes and foursomes?" I asked.
"Sure. Burt and I are into swapping."
"It sounds great. You shared your body with both of them, and your husband shared you with his best friend."
"Yes, something like that. Burt and I do a lot of sharing. We have a lot of friend."
"Sharing is best."
"Yeah," Sandy said, kissing my breasts.
"By sharing our bodies we can give pleasure and get pleasure in return. Like now. We're sharing our bodies. We're loving each other. Oh, this is what it's all about."
"I'll suck to that," Sandy said, mouthing my boobs and rubbing her cunt on mine.
"Yes," I said. "Loving each other's bodies! Oh, Sandy! Rubbing, licking, sucking, eating, fucking each other! Love me, Sandy!"
We rubbed our bodies together fast and hard, gasping and panting in a furious cockless fuck. Sandy reached a hand down and with her middle finger stroked my clitoris. I did the same for her. Our pussy juice flowed together. Our cum was one.
We held each other tight, brushing our fiery cheeks together.
"That was some cum," Sandy said, smiling at me. "You and I are a lot alike. We're sensuous people. We know that if something feels good-like this-it's right. We know it's right because it feels so good. We're not afraid of pleasure. We love it. We do what turns us on. We know what we need. We've got red-hot bodies and minds. We're always hot and horny. Yeah, we know what we need. We need to lick and suck and fuck-anytime, anywhere."
I laughed.
"You know it's true," she said. "I'm constantly horny. Aren't you?"
"Yes."
"There are a lot of labels applied to people like you and me," she went on. "Lesbian, nymphomaniac, whore, slut, adulteress. But they're just labels given out by people who are afraid of pleasure, of sexual ecstasy."
"Sexual ecstasy," I murmured.
"Yeah," Sandy said. "That's what we need. That's what we go for. There are a lot of different ways of getting it. Breaking taboos is one way."
"Breaking taboos?"
"Yeah. You know, violating certain sexual taboos-like incest."
"Yeah," I hummed.
Sandy laughed. "Burt really gets off on that. Lately, he's been fucking his niece, Zita. She's something else. We have a nice little threesome-Burt, Zita and me. Speaking of incest, how is that good-looking husband of yours, my brother?"
I laughed.
"Don't laugh," Sandy said. "To tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind getting it on with Paul at all. I've had the hots for him for a long time. I'd love to fuck him."
"So would I."
"I bet you would," Sandy chuckled. "I bet you do. I bet you and Paul fuck a lot, don't you?"
"Every chance we get."
"Umm," she crooned. "I bet he's got a big dick, doesn't he?"
"Yes, he does."
"God, I'm so horny for a cock!" Sandy exclaimed. "Oh, Fawn, I wanna be fucked! I want a big thick cock. I want Paul's cock."
"So do I."
Sandy kissed me and looked into my eyes. "Sharing," she murmured. "Would you share your husband with me?"
"Yes."
"Ah, but Paul," she said, "he's, well, he's a bit inhibited? Let's see how we can work this out. He'll be home soon, won't he?"
I looked at the clock. "Yeah, in a half-hour or so."
"Okay," Sandy said, "here's what we'll do...."
Sandy and I were sitting in the living room when Paul came in.
"Hey, sis," Paul greeted Sandy.
"Hello, stranger," Sandy answered.
I went to him and hugged and kissed him. "How do you feel, honey?"
"Oh, okay," he said.
"I missed you," I said, making little balling motions against his crotch.
He gave a little embarrassed laugh and looked at Sandy.
"Hey, don't I get a hug and kiss," Sandy said. She went to Paul and put her arms around him and kissed him hard on the lips. He drew back in surprise and chuckled nervously.
"Honey, come in here and help me," I said, going toward the bedroom.
Paul followed me. "What is it?" he asked, now in the bedroom with me.
"This," I said, reaching out and rubbing his crotch.
"Fawn?" he said, surprised.
I unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick and stroked it.
"Fawn," he whispered. "Sandy-"
I didn't say a word. I just got down on my knees and started sucking his prick.
"Fawn," he hissed, starting to back away. But I clutched his cock and kept sucking. "Fawn-oh, Fawn," he whispered, but louder. "Not now-Sandy's here."
His rod was stiffening. He looked down at me, then looked at the bedroom door. "Oh, God!" he squeaked. "Let me at least close the door!"
I mumbled something or other onto his tool.
"Oh God!" he moaned.
His poker was rising, getting hard. I sucked it up and down, using my tongue and lips, my whole mouth.
He stood, his eyes shut, groaning out loud. Sandy entered silently and knelt beside me. I moved my mouth up and sucked his cockhead. Then Sandy went down on his shaft, running her lips and tongue up and down.
"Oh-unh!" Paul gasped in surprise when he opened his eyes. He gaped at the sight of his wife and his sister both blowing him.
"What the-what-Sandy!" he sputtered.
I relinquished the glans of his pike and slid my mouth down the side. Sandy opened her mouth wide and took his cock in and sucked it.
"Oh, God!" Paul cried. "I don't believe this!" He stood on the tips of his toes, his look one of lust mingled with embarrassment. He finally gave in. "Oh, Sandy! Oh, Fawn!" Then he clasped our heads.
Sandy stood and slipped her jogging suit off. She was naked underneath. She embraced Paul, rubbing her cunt on his cock.
Paul groaned loudly and grasped her butt. She clasped his head and brought it down to her breasts. For a second, Paul looked at her boobs, then, with a cry of abandonment, he went down on her tits.
I took my clothes off, then Sandy and I furiously undressed Paul.
"The bed!" Sandy called out. "On the bed." She pulled at Paul's rod and we all fell on the bed. Sandy pulled Paul on top of her. She raised her legs and pulled his peter to her cunt.
"Give it to me, Paul," she said. "Screw me."
Paul drove his prick into her.
She cried out with pleasure and thrust her pussy up. He shoved it up her cunt, screwing her hard and fast.
"Fuck, Paul, fuck!" she gasped. "Ooh-ahh-fuck your sister! Goddamn, I've wanted you for so long!"
I watched as Paul screwed his sister. His big bulging cock ran in and out of her juicy pussy. She had her legs locked around his back, her head was thrown back, her face contorted with lust. She kept up a steady stream of panting and fuck-talk. "Screw me! Oh, you big, sweet, fucking brother! Screw! Fuck! Oh, goddamn-oh, motherfucker-oh, sweet, hot fucking!"
"Now!" Paul cried. "Now, oh, God, now! Oh, sis! Oh, sweet sister! Sweet fucking sister! Here it cums!"
"Give it to me!" Sandy shouted. "Screw me deep! Screw the piss out of me! Cum in me! Cum in me. Now!"
Paul thrust his staff into her in hard lunges, then gave out a strangled cry as his jism erupted. He screwed her in quick little jabs, squirting spunk up her vagina. Sandy gave out a series of sharp little gasps as he poured his semen deep in her pussy.
"Oh, God-yes!" Paul moaned and collapsed. He still drove his cock up her cunt, but in slower and longer thrusts.
"Oh, ah," Sandy crooned. She slowly moved her pussy up, then settled back down. She lowered her legs and lay there panting.
Paul looked into Sandy's face. "Oh, sis," he murmured.
"Oh, Paul, you don't know how long I've wanted you to do it to me."
Paul looked at her, then looked at me. He grinned wryly and shook his head. "You two are really something. You had this all planned out. And here I came, a chicken between two foxes." He roiled off Sandy and lay between us.
"You're not upset, are you?" daddy asked, smiling mischievously.
Paul grinned. "No. How can I be upset? I'm lying here between two beautiful young naked women. I'd have to be a fool to be upset." He looked in wonder at us. "My wife and my sister. Never in my wildest dreams...."
He reached out a hand and fondled my breasts. Then he looked at Sandy. "You've got big tits, sis." He reached out his other hand and rubbed Sandy's boobs.
We closed in on him, offering our tits to his mouth. He sucked our breasts in turn, going from mine to Sandy's, then back to mine. Sandy cupped his penis. "God, you've got a nice dick." She slid her mouth down onto his pecker. Paul twirled his tongue on my nipples.
"Oh, Paul!" I moaned. "Oh, dear hubby!"
He suddenly flipped me over on my back, raised my legs and dove on my vulva, "Oh, Paul!" I gasped as his tongue sank into my slit. "Eat me! Oh, darling-eat me up!"
Sandy went down under Paul and took his prick in her mouth.
"Ah, lick! Suck! Fuck!" I cried out.
Paul pulled me up to him. I felt the glans of his root nudge against my cunt. I wrapped my legs around his waist, then I felt a heavenly dart enter my vagina as the head of his cock pushed between my pussy lips. On and on his hard penis came. He didn't stop until his whole cob was stuck up my sheath. He withdrew a bit, then pushed his rod back up.
"Oh, God, this is heaven!" I cried. "Nothing can feel better than this!"
He humped me with long even strokes. I found his rhythm and humped him back, driving my vagina up to meet him.
Paul had not forgotten Sandy. As he drubbed me, he finger-frigged her and sucked on one of her tits. I reached over and sucked the other one. Sandy moaned and clasped our hands and pushed her boobs into our mouths.
Our gasps and pants of passion filled the bedroom. I heard the bed squeak in accompaniment to our sucking and fucking.
"Oh, darling, jam it home!" I called out. He jacked it in me in long hard lunges. Then he gave out a gurgling cry and a mighty heave and ejaculated in me. I felt his sperm shoot up inside me.
Sandy jerked up and down on Paul's middle finger, panting and giving out great gasps. Then her body finally went rigid, and she gave out a hoarse cry: "Goddamn, yes! Jesus God! Yes! Yes!"
The three of us held on to each other and moaned in the afterglow of our fuck.
When we finally collapsed on the bed with me in the middle, Sandy looked at us and smiled. "That was some fuck!" she exclaimed.
We lay there for a while, resting. Then Sandy began caressing my breasts and gave me a long French kiss, which started my juices flowing again. She sucked my mounds. I looked at Paul, who was watching us intently. I could tell he was turned on. A perverse feeling swept over me. "Oh, Paul," I moaned. "Your sister's sucking my titties! Oh, a woman's sucking your wife's tits! Oh, Paul, now she's getting on top of me! She's rubbing my pussy and titties, Paul! Your wife and sister are rubbing their cunts and tits together!"
Paul's prick stood straight up, hard and pulsating. Sandy slid down, got on her knees, and started licking my lips. I bent back my legs, clasped her head, and hunched my vulva onto her face.
"Ah!" I gasped. "A woman's licking your wife's pussy!" Paul got behind Sandy, grabbed her boobs, and drove his dick into her cunt.
"Oh, yes!" I called out. "Fuck her, Paul! Fuck your sister! Give her what she wants ... She loves it ... She loves to lick a pussy while she's being screwed!"
Sandy lifted her head. "Fuck my ass, Paul!" she called out. "Screw me in the ass while I suck Fawn's cunt!"
Paul pulled his tool out and slid it into her anus.
"Ah!" Paul moaned in pleasure. "Ooh, sis, you've got a wet fucking ass!"
"Oh, Paul, give her your love!" I cried. "Give her your love in her ass! Oh, darling, we've loving each other! We're sharing our bodies with each other!"
Paul whacked it in Sandy's anus, pounding his hard root up and down in her. And she whacked it to me, sucking furiously on my clit. It was so fucking glorious.
"Ah, my sister," Paul wheezed. "My own sister! Fucking your ass!" He pumped it good and hard, plunging his cock up and down. "Cumming!" he suddenly cried. "Cumming up your ass, sis! Cumming up your sweet hot fucking ass!" He threw his head back and gritted his teeth.
"Do it, Paul!" I called out. "Squirt cum in your sister's ass! Pump it in her-fill her up!"
I was on the verge of cumming myself. Sandy, still doing me, ran her tongue up and down my clitoris as she sucked it. A liquid fire gushed up through my vagina. "Love you!" I screeched. "Oh, Sandy! Love you!" My whole body arched up as a million red-hot pins of fire pricked me.
Sandy withdrew her mouth and she and Paul tumbled down beside me. I kissed them both. "This is what it's all about," I said. "Sharing our bodies, loving each other with our bodies."