Chapter 7
Helen finally made it to her sister's house. To her great surprise, she wasn't anywhere as tired as she had expected to be. From JJ's to Marcie's was only a one hour drive, so Helen had slept until late in the day. After a sumptuous meal with JJ, she had set out once again. Once the part for her car had arrived by bus, it had taken JJ only an hour to get the car repaired.
Helen had said her good-byes to everyone at the tavern, saving JJ for last. Helen had kissed the redhead deeply and then said, "I don't know how to thank you for letting me stay with you while my car was broken. It has been a wonderful time."
"I've had enough thanks," JJ replied, grinning broadly. "It was a wonderful time for me, too. And for the others, I'm sure. You are one hell of a fine lover. If you ever need a place to stay, be sure I'm at the top of your list."
"It might come to that." Helen hated to think of how she was going to handle the situation with Harry when she got back home. "I hope not, but I'm not going to be content to let things stay the same with Harry and me. You've awakened the woman in me. I like what I've found."
"So did I, dear. Hang in there and don't take any shit from anybody. You don't have to. Will I see you again soon?"
"Yes. For sure. You're one hell of a lover, too. I'll come visit you often, no matter what happens at home."
"Good. You drive carefully, now, and enjoy yourself."
"Well, the time at Marcie's might turn out to be dull after what I've been through here, but it'll be good to see her and talk to her again. By the way, the name is Mark and Marcie Malloy, just in case you need to know."
Helen and Marcie had time to talk about Helen's troubles, and her adventures, before Marcie's husband, Mark, got home from work. Helen hesitated to tell Marcie everything, not being sure how her older sister would take it, but it just sort of came out as Helen talked. To Helen's great relief, Marcie expressed pleasure that she had at least found out about her sexuality.
"I've always thought Harry was the wrong man for you," Marcie said. "You never said anything before, but I had the feeling that you weren't all that happy. How do you think he'll react to the new you?"
"God only knows! But if he wants us to stay together, he's got to change. I simply won't put up with being deprived any more."
"I'm happy to see you again and you can stay here just as long as you want. Don't go back home until you're ready to face the situation."
"Mark won't mind me being here? I don't want to cause any trouble for you."
"Mark will be ecstatic that you're here," Marcie assured her, smiling a secret little smile. She had plans for her sister. Plans that she wouldn't have dared make before Helen had related her experiences with JJ and the crew at the tavern. Mark had often hinted that he'd like to fuck Helen and now he was going to get the chance. "He-likes you a lot, you know."
Mark proved that when he arrived home. His face lit up in a big smile as he gave his sister-in-law a bear hug, making sure he felt as much of her body as he could manage.
"Helen's going to be our guest for a while," Marcie told her husband. "I told her you wouldn't mind, no matter how long she stayed. I think we'll both enjoy her visit."
Mark caught the meaning behind Marcie's words. His smile broadened. "I take it that things will be, uh, different than when she last visited us."
"I'm sure you can count on it, dear. She's not the same little girl we used to know."
The conversation at dinner was filled with double meanings, most of which Helen didn't understand. She had no background experience to do so. Nor did she know that her sister and brother-in-law were swingers in the fullest meaning of the term. They could hardly wait until dinner was over, both being very eager to experience this lovely young creature.
After dinner, Marcie suggested they all bathe and get into something more comfortable and then watch TV for a while. "I don't want to keep Helen up too late," she added. "She's probably tired from her, uh, trip."
"Oh, no," Helen hurriedly reassured her. "I slept late today while JJ was working on my car. We can stay up as long as you like. Mark's the one we should worry about. He has to go to work tomorrow."
"No problem," Mark said, grinning again. He'd get to work only if things didn't work out the way he wanted, the way he expected, them to. Otherwise, he'd take the day off. Or several days, if necessary. His wife had hinted that having Helen here was going to be a blast.
They were sitting in the living room, having an after-dinner drink and coffee, watching the TV, when Marcie said, "This program's not very interesting. Mark, why don't you get our photo album and show Helen some of your better pictures?" Turning to her sister, she continued, "Mark's a very good photographer. I think you'll like his work."
Mark was gone for only a few moments. He returned to the room carrying a large, thick photo album. He handed it to Helen and resumed his seat, not saying a word.
Helen opened the album, expecting to see the usual candid snapshots. The first couple of pages were pictures of Marcie wearing a bikini. Quite a bit of her body was exposed, but not the private parts. They looked like the usual pictures of a well-built woman in a bathing suit.
The next couple of pages consisted of pictures of Marcie completely nude. And more surprising, they all showed her with something in her pussy-either her fingers, a vibrator, or a dildo. Helen's face reddened as she looked at the pictures. To have seen such photos of any other woman would have excited her. To see her own sister this way was a sudden, highly erotic shock. She turned another page with trembling hands, contemplating what she was going to see next.
The next page was full of pictures of Mark in the nude. In some of them, his dick was soft. In others, it was fully hard and standing up like a huge spear. It was one of the most beautiful sights Helen had ever seen.
"My God, Marcie, he's bigger than Thug! That's a telephone pole he's carrying around," Helen exclaimed, unable to take her eyes from the page of photos.
"Isn't it gorgeous? He has wonderful staying power, too. I sometimes think he can fuck for hours before it gets soft."
"Who is Thug?" Mark asked.
Marcie told her husband about Helen's adventures at the tavern while Helen kept turning the pages of the photo album.
The next page consisted of pictures of Marcie and Mark in various sex acts. In several, Marcie was sucking Mark's huge prick. In two or three, his come was dripping from her lips as she held them just above the head of his cock. In still others, Mark was eating Marcie's pussy. Then there were several pages showing them fucking in different positions. In most of these, his cock was clearly visible as it reamed her cunt.
Helen's breathing was heavier and faster. Her body was flushed with sexual excitement. She suddenly understood why Marcie had insisted that she look at the photos. These two wanted her to fuck with them. And she was more than willing to do so. The thought of having that huge cock pounding her pussy made the blood rush to her head, causing it to reel with anticipation.
The rest of the pages in the album were empty. Helen raised her eyes from the album and looked first at Marcie and then at Mark.
"They're beautiful," she muttered, finding it hard to breathe. Her flush deepened as she looked at Mark.
"We're saving those last pages for someone very special," said Mark.
"Have you shown these to many people?" Helen asked.
"Some," answered Marcie. "But we're very selective, as you can understand. We have some photos of some of the people we've swung with, but they didn't seem special enough to put in the album."
"I got the idea that you were swingers as I looked at these. I wish Harry would agree to have an album like this. My pussy gets wet just looking at them."
"I'm glad you're not upset to learn that your big sister is a swinger," Marcie said.
"Oh, lord, no! Why should I be? I might have been a few days ago, but certainly not now. I think it's wonderful that you two have such a wonderful relationship."
"Would you like to pose for some pictures we would use to fill those last few pages?" Marcie asked her sister, hoping the young woman would say yes.
Helen looked at Mark and shuddered. The idea of posing nude in front of the well-hung man excited her. Knowing where it would lead, she hesitated. It was one thing to fuck in front of others, but quite another to fuck in front of her sister. Little did she know that her sister wanted her just as badly as Mark did.
Taking a deep breath and screwing up her courage, Helen replied, "Yes, I'll do it. You'll have to be patient with me. I mean, I've never posed for any kind of pictures, let along this kind."
"Don't worry about it. You'll do just fine. You have a wonderful body. Mark will just love photographing you." Now that she had gotten her younger sister over that hurdle, Marcie relaxed. The rest would be easy.
Helen's heart raced as they went to the bedroom. While Mark was getting his camera and floodlights ready, Marcie opened a dresser drawer and started taking out an assortment of bras and panties and negligees, laying them on the bed. Helen examined them with delight.
All the items were lacy and frilly. The panties had openings for the vagina so they could be worn during the sex act. The bras had slots so the nipples would protrude.
"I've never seen anything like these," Helen commented, sorting through the garments.
"This is our special collections," said Marcie. "Just choose a set and try it on. Mark's got everything ready. I'll help you get ready."
Marcie stepped behind Helen and unbuttoned her blouse, brushing her stomach gently against Helen's buttocks. Her hands trembled as she slipped the blouse off Helen's shoulders, then unsnapped the young woman's bra. Going around in front of Helen, Marcie sucked in her breath as she stared at Helen's full, well-molded breasts.
"Beautiful," the brunette murmured as she stared at her sister. "I knew you were well-built, but this is even better than I expected."
For the moment, the two women forgot that Mark was in the room. Slowly the realization sank into Helen's mind that her sister also wanted her; wanted to make love with her as Helen had done with JJ. Helen shivered, goose flesh rising over her body.
She shivered harder as Marcie cupped her breasts and gently stroked the thick nipples with her thumbs.
"like hot silk," the brunette whispered, her own breasts heaving with excitement as her thumbs coursed over the rigid nipples. Her lips parted and the tip of her tongue ran over them several times. She was fighting to control her wild passion; her urge to throw Helen down on the bed and make mad, passionate love to her.
Resisting the urge, Marcie took a deep breath and stepped back. Kneeling in front of her sister, she reached around and unzipped Helen's skirt, her eyes glittered on Helen's naked thighs as she pulled the skirt down. Helen stepped out of the garment and kicked it away. Her lovely sister gripped the rim of her panties, slid them down slowly, her palms stroking Helen's hot flesh as she worked the skimpy material all the way down, her face only inches from Helen's delicate forest of black pubic hair.
There was a long moment of suspense as Marcie's hand trembled on Helen's soft hips, her tongue circling her full, red lips. Helen was sure her sister was going to dive into her muff immediately, letting Mark wait while the brunette satisfied her hunger for a taste of Helen's pussy.
"So lovely," Marcie whispered, hypnotized by the moist pink cleft peeking through the thick next of cunt hair. "So feminine. So enticing."
Marcie devoured Helen with her eyes as the young woman slipped on a pair of sheer panties and bra. Stepping into her high-heeled sandals, Helen turned in a complete circle so Marcie and Mark could see how she looked.
"You're perfect, Helen," said Mark hoarsely.
Helen looked at him and smiled her appreciation for the compliment. She cold see a huge bulge in the front of his pants. Thinking of what was under those pants, Helen licked her own lips.
"I haven't seen her naked since we were little girls," Marcie said to her husband. "Isn't she simply divine?"
"Magnificent!" Mark said, running his eyes over Helen's lush curves. For a minute the husband and wife looked at Helen in silence. "Can't you convince her to stay with us forever?"
Marcie laughed heartily. "So, I've finally found someone who really turns you on, huh? Maybe I'd better send her home right now. You'll forget all about me."
"No way! Having the two of you together is a dream come true."
Marcie guided Helen into poses while Mark clicked away with his camera. Most of the poses were straight, seductive cheesecake, some with only a bra on and others with only panties.
Helen felt her own desire growing feverishly as Marcie used every chance to stroke her hot, satiny flesh. Several times, the brunette squeezed and hefted Helen's heavy buttocks while guiding her in a pose.
"Wow, it's hot in here," Marcie said suddenly. "Those flood lights are strong. I've got to get out of these clothes."
Helen grinned to herself, understanding Marcie's desire. What the woman was wearing was too thin to have made any difference. But Helen wanted her sister nude, too. Wanted to see the woman now that she was also grown and fully developed.
Marcie was naked in a flash. Helen's pulse quickened and she felt a soft trickle of moisture in her cunt hole as she studied her sister's lush nakedness. Her ample breasts were as firm as Helen's; succulent, centered with large copper-colored nipples; her curvaceous hips and thighs full and sensual, framing a crest of brown pubic hair that was slightly thinner than Helen's. Her breasts were not quite as large as Helen's. Looking at her tits and than at Helen's, Marcie smiled.
"Mark will like those. Mine please him, but he-likes bigger ones sometimes, too."
Marcie stood behind Helen and guided her in the next pose, moaning softly as she dug her hot breasts into Helen's back, her fingers tickling the crevice of Helen's ass.
During the next pose, Marcie fell on her sister so suddenly it stunned Helen.
"No, dear," Marcie said, standing in front of Helen. "You are standing too stiffly. Relax and let some of that nice pussy show. like this."
Her hand tugged at Helen's thighs, placing the leg out farther. For a long moment, Marcie stared into Helen's eyes, her heaving breasts betraying her wild excitement. Then she flung her arms around Helen and crushed her hot, velvety breasts against her sister's larger ones, forcing her tongue between Helen's lips, her fingers digging into Helen's firm buttocks.
"I want you first," Marcie whispered, biting Helen on the neck and squirming her crotch against the black-haired one.
Helen trembled wildly at the delicious contact and responded with an urgency of her own, jerking her hips softly against her sister's, the throbbing ache in her wet cunt a fierce need.
Marcie led Helen to the bed. Helen lay back, groaning as the brunette cupped one of her breasts and sucked hungrily at its nipple. Mark kept busy with his camera, knowing he was going to get some really good pictures now.
Marcie's hands stroked and rubbed Helen's hot flesh as her lips and tongue slid down her sister's stomach. A deep moan rolled out of Helen's throat as she rested her legs over Marcie's back and raised her hips high off the bed. Helen sobbed as Marcie teased her for a minute, her wet tongue flicking on each trembling inner thigh, her hands pulling back the flesh of Helen's stomach to expose her glistening cunt.
A wild, searing thrill like an electric shock ripped through Helen's body as Marcie buried her face against the quivering cunt and lashed out with her tongue, probing the young woman's moist cunt walls, then seizing her swollen clitoris between her lips and sucking fiercely.
Helen was naked except for the panties with an open crotch. It was a strange sensation to wear them as Marcie devoured her cunt greedily, giving Helen a series of deep, shattering thrills as she sucked gently one moment and savagely the next, vibrating her tongue rapidly on her clitoris with delicious effect.
Helen discovered that Marcie's skill at oral love surpassed even JJ's. She had a diabolical flair for teasing, arousing Helen to a frenzy of passion, and, at the moment of impending orgasm, deliberately slowing down her kisses, probing Helen's hot cunt walls with the tip of her long tongue in a delicate maneuver and using a soft, dreamy suction on Helen's clit. While one of Marcie's hands rubbed Helen's stomach, her other was busy probing her anus, delving a gentle finger deep into the orifice to give Helen a double thrill; a taste of the same treatment Helen had given to JJ.
Helen was only vaguely aware that Mark was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked, his huge prick fully erect, his eyes glittering on the two women. Almost hysterical at Marcie's teasing, Helen pulled the brunette's head to her thighs desperately and jerked her aching wet twat in spasms against her sister's lips. A moment later, she gasped and quivered wildly as Marcie gave her her first breathtaking orgasm, piercing Helen's cunt deeply with her hot lapper until Helen thought she would faint from sheer joy.
For almost five minutes, Marcie drained Helen with low moans of pleasure. Then, releasing the raven-haired beauty's pussy, the brunette sat up, licking her lips.
"I think I could do that to you forever. Your pussy tastes so good! I can't believe that I've wasted all these years before I tasted it. Just think of the fun we could have had when we were growing up if we have known how to do this." Marcie grinned at the thought and smacked her lips again. "But it's Mark's turn now. We don't want to keep him waiting too long. You do want to sample that big cock, don't you?"
In answer to that question, Helen chose actions rather than words. She reached over to grasp Mark's gorged prick in her hand, feeling desire kindle again at its hot, pulsating thickness. She wasn't a cocksucker yet; had never felt a male member in her mouth, but she was suddenly seized with the desire to remedy that lack. She sucked the knobby tip between her wet lips and circled him with her tongue, then ran her tongue-tip along the length of his shaft.
Excited at the hot fleshy maleness, she began kissing it greedily, using tiny flicks of her tongue to make Mark groan with bliss. Having no definite knowledge of how to suck a cock, Helen just acted by instinct. Mark's responses told her that she was doing the right thing.
She felt a delicious wet thrill on the sensitive sole of one foot as Marcie brought her own tongue into play again. The tingling sensation went up along the underside of that leg and hovered on the flesh of Helen's satiny buttock, then to the other one and Helen braced herself for the next fiery thrill. Marcie's tongue first traced the cleft of Helen's buttock while her hands spread the cheeks apart. Helen held her breath in suspense. No one had ever used their mouth and tongue in this area. The tongue thrust into her anus with a wet slurp, so deep and pleasurable that Helen moaned and gently bit Mark's cock.
Helen enjoyed having the big cockhead in her mouth, but she also wanted to feel it in her cunt. The orgasm on Marcie's mouth had only warmed her up. She withdrew her lips and held the shaft in her hand, rubbing the head along her cheek while Marcie kept up the hot, sharp thrills in her ass with her eager tongue. Helen squirmed and wriggled her tingling ass against Marcie's face. At last the brunette stopped and sat up, heaving for breath.
"Mark, sit on the edge of the bed," Marcie commanded. As soon as he had obeyed, Marcie knelt on the floor in front of him. "Now, Helen, get on his lap with your back to him."
"Aren't you going to take part?" Helen asked. "I want to watch the two of you fuck."
"Don't worry, dear. I told you he can stay hard forever. I'm not through yet. I told you I wanted to eat your pussy forever. But I want to watch him fuck you first. Go ahead. Get on his lap."
Helen lowered herself cautiously on Mark's lap, holding onto his upper thighs for support. Marcie watched avidly, her tits heaving. Helen easily found his throbbing crown since it was standing up in front on her belly-button. She moistened it between her vaginal lips, then thrust it in a mere inch, gasping as its thick hardness pressed against her burning twat. She lowered herself slowly, biting her lips and groaning with joy as he filled her slippery love tunnel. Slowly, slowly, she went down until she was resting on his lap and his cock was buried to the hilt in her hungry cunt. She flexed her cunt muscles sharply and Mark gasped.
"My God, Marcie, she's tight!" he muttered, his hands circling her waist. They they went up to gently heft and squeeze her lush tits, stroking their taut nipples. "She's as tight as a virgin," he told his watching wife. "She might be inexperienced, but she sure knows how to use her cunt muscles."
Slowly and deliberately, savoring every delicious moment, Helen began to slide up and down on his immense organ, using a soft squirming motion and clenching her cunt muscles to send hot ripples of bliss through her loins and Marks' gut.
"How does it feel?" Marcie asked, kneeling before the two of them, her face contorted with a wild excitement as she watched her husband fuck her younger sister. "Tell me, dear, is he man enough for you?"
"Almost too much," Helen gasped as she slid down heavily, his searing pole filling her fuller than she had ever been filled, making her feel as if she might be split wide open. There was an added excitement in fucking her brother-in-law as her lovely sister watched her do so. Helen looked down between her legs at the massive, telephone-like fuck spear filling her cunt and almost swooned.
Marcie was shivering with passion and hugging her swollen breasts. A moment later she moved up between Helen's parted thighs and began kissing the fringe of the black pubic hair, then Helen's stomach and inner thighs. Her swirling tongue probed Helen's upper slit, easily finding her large, swollen clit. Helen screamed in ecstasy at the electrifying feel.
Between the dual thrills-Mark's huge, thick cock thrusting inside her frenzied pleasure hole and Marcie's skilled tongue lashing her clitoris-was almost more than Helen could bear. She sobbed and jerked to a frantic rhythm, hugging Marcie's head tightly to her crotch and locking her cuntal cleft in spasms on Mark's heavy shaft.
After several minutes of the erotic action, Helen felt Mark's impending climax. She raised her sucking slit high and hovered for a moment, then suddenly lunged down with all her might. The burning eruption stung her inner walls. Helen clamped her cunt muscles violently, groaning and tugging at Marcie's hair to vent her delirious excitement.
For several minutes, her hot, damp body twitched and bucked from the double orgasms-one in her cunt and one in her clit. Finally, Helen fell back against Mark's chest, trembling and spent.
"Lordy, Lordy. I've never felt anything like that," she gasped. Her clitoris still tingled and a deep glow of contentment welled up in her. Mark's heavy cock, still hard, reached so far up in her cunt she thought it would enter her stomach. "You two are really a team. I came so hard! And a double one, at that. That long fucking telephone really got to my G-spot and you did a marvelous job on my clit."
"That was the idea," Marcie told her younger sister, planting one last kiss on the turgid clit. "Mark, get the oil."