Chapter 10
Our vacation had really been a "busman's holiday." Maybe Angie, Janice, and I had sought to take a break from sex as well as work, but it had only been from work! Indeed, we'd had more hot sex than ever. There had been the time with my sister in the water, the time with my wife after the football game, and last but certainly not least, my "big" time with Cathy and Carol!
But that was what we were about, and we did revel in it. So, while it added a whole new wrinkle, we were more than ready for what happened next.
"I'm bored, and I'm lonely," my tough blonde wife said to me one day.
The confession sounded odd coming from her, because she was usually so hardedged. And how could she feel that way, with all the intimate partners she had?
"How can you be?" I asked, from where I sat opposite her in our living room.
"Well," she replied, "you have your affair with Angela, and it's so close because she's actually your sister. Also, it lets you have two 'wives', while I only have one man. Even Angie has Sam in addition to you, though he's a husband in name only."
"I see your point," I said. "And I want to help you, but I don't see what can be done. For example, you couldn't very well marry someone else and become a bigamist!"
"Oh, there is something," Janice said, leaning back, with a dreamy look in her blue eyes. "Maybe I could have what Angie and you have."
"But you don't even have a brother," I objected, catching her drift.
At that, her faraway look slowly changed into a wanton smile.
"Oh, yes, I do," she said, opening whole new vistas of sex in my mind. "Yes, I do!"
I had never delved into my wife's background, and she'd never told me. I hadn't met her parents, even at our wedding. To me, she was tough, self-sufficient Janice, and that was all I wanted and needed to know.
During the next few minutes, though, she told me about her long-lost brother, Tim. He was a worker on the high iron, too, but she'd lost track of him years before.
"So, what if I found Tim and fucked him?" she theorized, becoming my raunchy bride once again. "He always leched after me anyway, to tell the truth."
If she'd repressed such things, she might be in trouble, I reflected. But the fact that she didn't made it healthy, instead.
"You're in your thirties now, though," I cautioned. "It wouldn't be the same as with Angie and me, who started at nineteen and twenty-one."
"Yes, Nick," she admitted. "But he and I might approach it from a more mature angle. We'd know what we were getting into, objectively."
She paused, during which time I appreciated how much she'd grown.
"Besides," my wilder than ever wife concluded, with a grin, "we'd have you and your sister to inspire us and maybe even coach us!"
I couldn't very well argue with that.
Nor could I deny the bulge in my pants, since, damn it, the whole idea turned me on!
So we set about finding Tim. All else having failed, we tried one of those search services they advertise on TV, and it worked. Being the ever helpful husband, I suddenly found myself driving six hundred miles to pick the guy up in my truck.
I met Janice's brother at an oil field, where he'd been working on a tall rig. If she was buff, then he gave a whole new meaning to the term. And if I was pretty muscular myself, which I was, then he put even me to shame.
In short, brown-haired Tim was about the roughest, toughest guy I'd ever seen. Wearing only scuffed boots and torn jeans, he was the type you might not even let into your living room. But, knowing my wife's earthiness, I might have known!
We had phoned ahead, and Tim had agreed to move to our city. With a grin, he tugged on a T-shirt, threw his duffel bag into the back of my truck, and off he and I went. He pulled a six-pack of beer out of a brown paper sack and offered me one. Then he sat back to talk.
"So, how do you like fucking my sister, Nickie-boy?" he began. He was nothing if not direct, just like her.
"Fantastic," I replied. I didn't say she wanted to fuck him, as well.
"Yeah, but you must get some outside action, too," he laughed hoarsely. "I know she-likes to."
"As a matter-of-fact, I do," I answered. I didn't think the time was right to tell him all about Angie!
"Well, shit, then, maybe you and I can do some scoring along the way," Tim said, a gleam in his eye. "We've gotta spend one-night in a motel, and there's no point in wasting it."
Now I knew what kind of guy I had on my hands, and I found that I liked him. Nor was the prospect of some sudden, casual sex unwelcome at all.
So, when the sun went down, we found a motel next to a diner. Tim said we could pick up waitresses there, and he was right. To cut to the chase, an hour later, we were in our room with two nineteen-year-old brunettes who had just gotten off work. His manner had done the trick; I hadn't had to do anything.
In fact, all he had said was, "Hey, babes, want some cock you'll never forget?"
And he'd taken it for granted that we'd have a foursome in that one room. It was so casual, too, that we didn't even exchange names. We just made sure we had plenty of rubbers on hand!
"Strip down, darling," Janice's brother said to one of the dark-haired lovelies. "Let's see what you've got."
"You do it, you prick," she taunted. Leave it to him to have found girls just as down-to-earth as he was.
So he unzipped her pink waitress uniform in back, and eased it off her shoulders with his rough hands. Then he unhooked her white bra and pulled it down, too, baring her firm, young tits.
"My, my, what beauties!" Tim reacted. "So nice and pointy. So good to suck on!"
Having said that, he bent down and got his mouth on them. His partner's smallish breasts did look very appetizing, especially the hard brown nipples.
Not to be outdone, I followed his lead with the other brunette. While their figures were similar in most respects, her breasts were larger and heavier. I lifted them in my hands and nuzzled them, too, as she began to sigh deeply.
"Oh, yeah," she went. "Yeah, do that!"
"I sure will, honey," I found myself replying. It was contagious; I was sounding like Tim!
But I didn't mind one bit. I could get pretty raunchy myself, so I let it all hang out. As my new buddy went on to push his girl's uniform all the way down and off and to kneel at her feet, I did the same with mine. Then we took off their white thong panties, going right for the gold.
Actually, it was black, not golden. "Damn what a nice patch of pussy hair!" Tim exclaimed. My female partner's was just as dark and thick, and I told her so. Above us, the two women purred with arousal.
My buddy turned out to have an appetite for pussy, and so did I. We grasped the brunettes' firm young buns and dove between their silky thighs. I ate mine avidly, tonguing open her sweet labia and reveling in her inner pink. I licked her joy button, looking up along her flat tummy to the undersides of her fine breasts.
Thanks, Tim; this wasn't hard to take!
Then, speaking of "hanging out," he and I stood up and unzipped, freeing our rock-hard cocks. The two girls panted when they saw them, and fell to their knees in turn. In a minute, they were sucking us, holding onto our bases and fondling our balls. Their dark eyes gazed wantonly up at us as they gave us head. We looked down and saw their sleek backs curving and their naked butts wiggling.
"Suck it, babe!" I panted. "That feels good!"
"Mmmmm," she hummed, which made it feel even better. "Mmmmm!"
Then we got down to the business of pleasure. I pulled my partner up and off my cock, and I took off my clothes. Placing my hands under her naked buns, I lifted her off her feet. She hugged me eagerly, her wet, furry pussy settling on my prominent rod. In that position, I carried her to a dresser that was across the motel room, and I plopped her butt down on it.
"Yeah, fuck me, big guy," she gasped. Those nineteen-year-old waitresses were really hot to trot!
Hunching down a bit, I slid my throbbing cock into her. She was silky and tight inside, feeling just great on me. She spread her legs wide and stretched them out, taking me to the hilt. I began lunging strongly, as her good-sized breasts shook in rhythm and her hot breath blew in my ear.
"Ungh," I grunted. "Ungh!" I still felt as rough and ready as Tim was.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she responded, screwing up her face and getting hotter and hotter. At this rate, it wouldn't be very long!
Then we came together, in a rush of heat and juices. She went through an exciting series of shudders, and I broke quickly and pumped my rubber full. It had been a fast encounter, and sometimes those were the best, especially if the woman was turned on enough to come too.
"Ohhh, yeah," we panted. "Ohhh, fuck. Ohhhhh!"
Meanwhile, Tim had been putting it to his dark-haired lovely on one of the beds. We had time to watch the end of it, and we did. He was on top, plunging his big, hard rod into her, supporting himself on his elbows and knees. He looked like Mr. America as his every muscle flexed. I was no slouch, but no wonder these girls had agreed to play with us, with him making the original move!
"Oh, honey!" he was saying, with a big grin on his face. "Hey, take that thing. Take it right!"
"Oooh," she was responding. Her spread legs were in the air, her pointy tits were upright, and she was digging her fingers into his broad back. "Oooh!"
Then they, too, stiffened and came. But he kept thrusting, getting every blessed thing out of his climax that he could. Leave it to my horny wife's brother to go all the way!
"Oh, my stars!" he exclaimed, pumping every ounce he had. "Hell, I'm seeing stars! Yo!"
"Ohhh, wow!" his lover gushed, her young body dissolving into quivers of delight around his champion cock. "Ohhh, that was super. Ahhhhh!"
At last, Tim pulled out of her. But, with scarcely a moment's pause, he turned to me.
"Hey, good buddy, bring your babe over here," he grinned. "Change rubbers, and change partners. It's time for a switch!"
"I don't know if I can, so soon, good buddy," I replied honesdy.
But he wouldn't leave it alone.
"Aw, shit," he said. "You'll be hard in a minute.
Besides, look at you. You've still got your Johnson bar in her!"
It was true. Having started to watch him and his girl right after my climax, I'd never even disengaged from mine! What's more, my cock was already stiff again, so I needn't have worried.
"Ten-four," I laughed. Then I picked my partner up by the butt off the dresser, and took her on over.
I ought to have known. Doing a foursome that involved a relation of Janice's would bring you back up every time!
So I laid my lusty brunette back on the mattress beside her friend. Then I pulled out, and switched places with Tim. The girls were looking up at us with sex-drunk eyes, and were obviously game for more. Men may be insatiable, but if there's one thing I've learned, it's that once women really get going, they're more so!
Now I slipped it to the other one. She was just as hot and tight and exciting, and just as ready to take it. I thrust wildly, as she bucked her sexy hips up at me in return. Damn, this was a fine show!
"Oh, yeah!" she panted, rolling her big brown eyes. "He fucked me, now you fuck me. Yeah!"
"Oh, I will," I gasped, going at it like a house on fire. "I will!"
But there was one thing different about this one, and that was her pointy tits. With their hard nipples, they did wild things to my chest as they brushed against it. Huge-breasted Mona had been great, but this was just as great in the other direction. Her cone-shaped tits really set my heart on fire!
And there was another thing. Beside us, Tim and his dark-haired girl were also banging away. It was like when Angie and I had enjoyed the foursome with Lisa and Ryan, but this was much raunchier. My buddy and I even got into rhythm, like a two-headed fucking machine!
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" we went, lunging faster and faster, stronger and stronger.
"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" our female partners echoed, actually waving their spread legs in the air. An earthquake for four was about to happen, and happen it did!
We all came at the exact same moment. The mattress shook under us, and the lights even seemed to dim in the motel room. All nature seemed to take a breath, as we stiffened and held ours.
Then we broke, with an orgasm I still can hardly believe. It was like an outside force, and maybe it was. What had begun as a raw, physical encounter, even a cheap one, had suddenly taken us far above.
We were a contractor, a construction worker, and two young waitresses. But we made history of a sort, that night.
"Oh, yeah!" we yelled, as our bodies came and came and came. "Ohhhhh!"
After that, we were hungry as hell. We had gotten down, and then been taken surprisingly up, but now we were back to basics again.
"I've needed some real food ever since I ate that pussy," Tim chuckled, getting to his feet and reaching for his clothes. "But now I could eat a grocery store!"
"Me, too," I laughed, doing-likewise. And the two well-fucked babes weren't slow to follow.
So we went back to the diner, through the refreshing night air. It was closed, but our friends had a key, and we cooked up some steak and eggs. There was some beer, too, so we sat drinking and talking for a while.
"You gals must think us guys are sons-of-bitches," my buddy said at one point. "We love you and leave you, which is just what we're gonna do tomorrow morning."
"Oh, I don't know about that," one of the brunettes replied. "We're not that different from you men. We like our fun, too, and there'll be plenty of time for us to settle down later."
"Well, all I can say is 'thank you, ma'am,'" Tim grinned, when we finally said good night and headed back to the room. "So, thank you, one and all!"
In the morning, he and I piled into my truck and headed the rest of the way home. He kept up his earthy, good-natured talk, and I knew I'd really grown to like the guy, not to mention liking what we'd just shared.
But I knew that he wasn't about to "settle down" himself. It wouldn't happen in any event, and espedaily not when Janice was about to seduce him!
What a wild thing, indeed, I thought as I drove along. I was about to share my wife with her own brother!
Then we were walking into my house. And Janice, wearing a sexy black sheath for the occasion, was coming up and hugging her long-lost sibling.
It was a hug, too, with a lot of sex in it, since she was already working her shameless plan.
"Damn, Sis, how you've grown!" Tim grinned, picking her up and spinning her around.
"You, too, Bro," she laughed. She wasn't bored or lonely anymore.
And, while I should have been jealous under another set of rules, I stood there as a happy spectator.
With their incredible, buff bodies and their same, rough attitude, they were such a pair that they belonged together, so who was I to stand in the way?
Indeed, who were they themselves to deny it?
There was one thing more.
When I heard them saying "Sis" and "Bro," I could only think of myself and Angie.
It had come full circle. Everyone had truly come home!
So, when Janice actually put her proposition to Tim later that day, it wasn't surprising what happened.
"I brought you back because I want to fuck you, guy," she said simply, as we sat in the living room. I recalled how she'd thought it best to be objective about it, win or lose, and so she was.
"You see, we've got an incest thing going here," my wife concluded. "Though she's conveniently married to someone else, Nick's been fucking his sister, and now I want to even things out by doing it with you."
It was an amazing moment. Tim looked at me as if to say what a rascal I was, but that he could understand it. Then, after a long pause, he rose to the occasion about the far more personal thing.
"Aw, shit, Sis," he responded. "Sure, I'll do it. I've always wanted to, anyhow. Who wouldn't, with a sexy broad like you?"
So it was settled. But before we finished the subject, Janice said one more thing, with a flash of insight.
"Maybe what we're doing is wrong," she concluded. "But maybe it's more wrong not to be free and open, not to follow our natural desires."
Those were my sentiments, exactly. There was a Tightness I felt every time I was in Angie's pussy, and I knew it would be the same with my wife and her brother.
It only remained for Tim and Janice to consummate their pledge of incestuous love. They might have done it that very afternoon, but it seemed that the thing deserved a more dramatic moment and a better stage.
"I've got it," my buff wife exclaimed, when we discussed that. "The incest club!"
"You took the words right out of my mouth," I laughed. "That's exactly where it should be."