Chapter 7
I've said that when we got married, buff blonde Janice and I had agreed we could have outside affairs. We hadn't done any swinging, though, except for our mutual sessions with Angie. Those had provided enough spice, especially considering how we three were related!
But after that lunch with Ryan and Lisa, I couldn't get my mind off his description' of his sister's pussy. He'd said it had been unusually tight at the opening, gripping his plunging cock like a formfitting ring. In short, I wished I'd been able to feel it myself. I surely would have, too, if that couple's rules hadn't prevented me from doing a little switching and fucking Lisa.
And that got me thinking about a change of pace. If I couldn't have that woman, then maybe I could find one like her, just for a one-night stand. I decided to come clean about my plan to Janice and Angie, too, hoping they'd agree. When I did, though, it turned out to be at a moment when they could hardly say no!
like I've also said, my wife and my sister have enjoyed a few private lesbian sessions. Those are fueled mainly by Janice, who's always admitted she's bi. For her part, Angie's pretty straight, but she enjoys the novelty. So it was a surprise when I came home one Saturday afternoon and found them the way they were.
My usually tough-as-nails wife was sitting in a chair in the living room, her guard unexpectedly down. She was wearing a filmy white negligee, which was spread open to reveal every inch of her muscular body. Her legs were spread, too, as was her yellow-furred pussy. She's always womanly along with her toughness, but now she was feminine in a passive way.
And kneeling between her legs was my ever-loving sister! It was apparent, too, that Angie had initiated the encounter, turning the tables on my aggressive wife. My sis had her hands on Janice's thighs and was diving into her dripping quim, eating her out to her heart's content.
Angie was so deep that I couldn't even see her face, but I could hear the loud slurping sounds she was making. Her body, too, was far gone in lust, her shoulders shaking, her back curving, and her gorgeous butt wiggling. She was enjoying it just as much as was her subject, who was also heaving with delight.
Although the two women realized I'd come onto their scene, they kept on with what they were doing.
And that, naturally, was getting ready to come, at least on Janice's part!
But there was something else. To my amazement, Angie was wearing black leather! She had on a low-cut bra that exposed her hard brown nipples, and a thong that left her butt cheeks totally bare. I'd never seen her in kinky togs like that, and it made my cock hard in an instant. That wasn't to mention the fact that she was my own sister, whom I'd fucked many times before!
The two women got hotter and hotter.
"Oh, yeah. Eat my twat!" my buff blonde wife urged, reaching down and stroking my sister's shoulder-length black hair. "Eat it!"
"Mmmmm," Angie responded, doing just that. Even more than using words, though, she was going, "Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp!"
However, I just had to get into the action myself, to make it a threesome like we'd enjoyed before. So I freed my burgeoning cock and got down on my knees behind my beautiful, raven-haired sibling. Then I pulled aside her thong, and, with another liquid sound, plunged all the way into her hot, tight pussy!
"Mmmmm. Mmmmmf!" Angela went, when she felt that surprise. Now she ate Janice harder than ever, inspired by my cock in her. Her slender body shuddered, and her large, hanging breasts shook with joy.
"Oh, damn!" reacted my seated bride, as her own seat of pleasure went wild. She bucked her loins up at her lesbian lover and tensed her washboard abs, going for the gold.
"Right on!" I shouted, building to a climax in record time. I usually made it last, but after all, I'd entered the torrid threesome a little late in the game.
Then we all shot off.
"Oh, fuck. Ohhhhh!" Janice yelled, in a husky voice. She clenched her teeth, half-closed her lust-filled eyes, and even tugged at her open negligee, ripping it.
"Mmmmm!" went Angie. Then, taking her mouth out of her lesbo partner's labia, she gasped, "Yeah! Yeah! Ohhhhh, yeah!"
Finally, lunging and plunging, I came yet again in my sexy sister, to my total satisfaction. She was very hot and wet inside, but my spurting seed felt even hotter.
"Oh, yes, indeed!" I sighed, lightly slapping her delightfully smooth, firm buns. "Ahhhhh!"
And all the time, there had been the turn-on of her black leather underwear!
Afterward, I did ask permission from my two lovely ladies to do a little extracurricular loving.
"Fuck, yeah!" responded Janice, speaking for both of them. After their little party and what I'd done to enhance it, they couldn't very well cramp my style!
So I looked for someone like Lisa. But damn it, I didn't seem to be able to find her.
What I did find, though, was a fuck that was more complicated than I'd bargained for!
I'd known Eileen for several years. She was vice president of a company that often used my firm's services. She had blonde ringlets, and although her smile was a bit crooked and her eyes a bit beady, I'd been attracted to her. Her body had been good, too, in the flowing black dresses she usually wore.
Recently, however, something had happened to Eileen. First, she had gotten fat. And second, her company had won some awards, and it had seemed to go to her head and to cloud her judgment.
Eileen had always liked my work. But now, suddenly, she didn't. In fact, she made some comments that got back to me, to the effect that I was guilty of shoddy workmanship. That threw me for a loop, until I realized that if anyone had become shoddy, she had.
So I confronted her with it, one day in her office.
"What's the problem?" I asked. "How did I get on your shit list?"
She leaned back in her chair, and smiled meanly.
"You didn't fuck me, Nick," she replied. "You wanted to, but you didn't."
Damn. Who did she think she was, a gift to the industry? And was I supposed to be some stud on call? Worse yet, did I have to fuck her to keep her business? And did she expect me to do it now, when she'd let herself get so gross?
Not that heavy set women weren't desirable, but Eileen was a different case. I sat there, stunned, trying to figure out what to do. Then, like a light bulb going on in my head, I had it.
"Okay, I'll fuck you now," I told her. "And, babe, get ready for some real loving!"
She was still ready, which said something else for how low she'd gone. I actually felt sad, since I'd once respected her. As I watched, she went over to a couch in her office, and lay back on it. She once might have looked like a turn-of-the-century beauty that way, but now she was pathetic.
Eileen lifted her dress and pulled down her panties. Her belly had folds on it, and her thighs were puckered. I concentrated on her pussy, which was still nice enough. It was too bad that I hadn't seen the rest of her before the fat, and that I hadn't intimately known her personality before she'd become such a bitch.
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to perform, but I did get it up. I took it out and got over her, too, and I got it in.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she sighed, in a way that almost made me sick. "Ohhh!"
And then I worked the rest of my plan.
In short, I came almost instantly, in my shortest time on record, indeed. I'd always made sure that my female partner climaxed, too, but this was a wholly justifiable exception. Not even caring if she told anyone about it, I left her high and dry.
"Wait! I didn't come!" Eileen protested, as I pulled out and zipped myself back in.
"Too bad," I responded, permitting myself a laugh as I waltzed out of her office. "I guess you'll have to go and fuck yourself!"
Back in my office, I phoned her. She expected an apology, but I told her instead that her company was a drop in the bucket for all her self-serving awards, and there were plenty of other honest ones I could work for. Indeed, I didn't think it would be long before she lost her job.
Then I called Angie in, and related what I'd done. I called Janice, too.
"Good for you, Bro," my sister said, giving me a hug. "It was the right thing to do, and I'm speaking from a woman's viewpoint."
But my tough wife's reaction was even better.
"If you hadn't fucked her over," she laughed throatily, "I would have done it myself!"
So much for the minor diversion of Eileen. I was back on track now, and I felt good.
I was about to feel better, though. And that was due to the arrival of Mona!
Mona wasn't like Lisa, the thirty-ish blonde type I'd wanted to swing with, although she did have yellow curls. In fact, because she was bigger, she was a bit like Eileen, but without the insufferable attitude. That may have been why I found myself getting so hot for her; because I wanted to do that thing right.
In any event, she was a young woman I hired to help Angie with the paperwork. And I've got to admit that both of us were swayed in our decision by two factors, both of which were on her chest!
To put it frankly, Mona had the biggest set of knockers I'd ever seen outside of magazines, at least on a woman with her otherwise medium build. My sister's breasts were big for her slenderness, but this woman was a whole new world. In fact, each of those boobs was a world unto itself!
"I think we made a big mistake," Angela said to me one day in the office, not long after Mona had arrived.
"How's that?" I asked.
"Well, Nick, I don't know about you, but I can't concentrate on my work," my sis answered. "My bi tendencies must be coming out, because I can't get my mind off those tits!"
"Me neither," I admitted.
"So, what are we going to do about it, or them?" Angie inquired.
"I've got an idea," I replied. "If Mona's game, let's swing with her. That way, we'll release the tension."
I paused. "That way, also," I concluded, "we'll turn our 'big mistake' into a big advantage. I mean, of course, those whoppers of hers!"
"I'm all for it," my beautiful sister laughed, brushing back her dark hair and giving a wiggle of anticipation. "And if she goes for a three-way, there'll be one for you, and one for me!"
It would be another way to express our incest, too. Whenever we played together with Janice, for example, there were times when we were really fucking each other through her. It would be like that with Mona, but maybe even more so because we didn't know her that well.
So I made the proposal to the big-breasted wonder, and she agreed. That sounds too simple, but she was a very horny female. At any rate, Mona would never know about Angie's and my incest; she'd just think we had kinky sibling things with a third party, since that was all we planned to do.
"I was wondering when you'd get around to this, boss," the lusty blonde said. "And I know you're doing it because of my titties, but I don't mind. Nature gave them to me, and they've led to a lot of fun. Hey, let me show them to you right now!"
"No, don't do that," I said, raising my hand. "I want it to be more dramatic!"
So we waited until the next evening at the office, since we didn't really want Janice to be involved. After everyone else had gone home, the three of us gathered in my inner chamber, ready to party down. I even had a bottle of champagne on ice for the occasion. .--. . . . .
Mona was wearing a tight sweater and skirt that set off her hourglass figure marvelously. But the hourglass was top-heavy, of course! What's more, Angie and I could see that she didn't have a bra on, but it didn't matter. Her knockers were so firm, as well as huge, that she didn't need one.
"Damn!" I reacted. "Pardon me for being frank, but I thought some of your, uh, projection came from a bra. And I can see your hard nipples, as thick as my finger. I can't wait!"
"You can be frank, and you don't need to wait," our new friend laughed, tossing her blonde curls. "Sit down on that couch, and let me show you!"
Almost drooling, my sister and I did. Then, standing over us, Mona inched up her sweater.
First, her white tummy came into view.
After that, we caught the first, titillating glimpse of the undersides of her titties.
After that, we saw her nipples, which were just as major as we'd imagined.
And then, gasping audibly, we viewed everything.
"Damn! Oh, damn!" I heard myself exclaim, as I struggled to take Mona's breasts in. They were even bigger than I'd thought, practically making the rest of her upper body disappear. It was even wilder viewing them from below.
"Oh, my God!" chorused Angie, raising her hands. "I never thought I'd be in such awe of another woman's treasure chest!"
"Well, don't be in awe," laughed Mona. "But do let me have my boobies turn you on even more!"
At that, she shook them for us. I was surprised that they didn't cause an earthquake, swinging back and forth as heavily as they did! They weren't loose and floppy, either, like some big breasts. They were smooth, firm, and fully packed, barely changing shape as they moved.
"No implants," said Mona, in answer to our unspoken question. "They're natural as the day is long."
"I thought they were," I replied, being hypnotized by her outsized knockers. Damn, the hard nipples were staring at me like another pair of eyes!
Then the huge-titted blonde leaned over toward us, making her twin adornments thrust even farther, if it was possible. She turned her back, too, showing us how they were still visible out to her sides. She even put them under her arms, making them push out backward! Turning forward, she shook them once again. After that, it was time to get even better acquainted!
"Feel them, now," Mona urged. "They won't bite."
From where she was seated beside me on my office couch, Angela turned in my direction.
"Yes, let's feel them, Nick," my sister said lustily. "like we said, one for you, and one for me!"
So Mona stood close between us, and we began. The first touch was amazing, like a whole new world indeed! If you loved breasts, then there was even more in these to love. In fact, their volume was at least six times that of a normal pair! And, though one had the tendency to view tits like these, in pictures, as cold and marble-like, they were warm and very real.
Angie held one of those massive mammaries in both hands, and I did the same with the other. Gleefully, we got our tongues on them, too, licking all over the smooth, white flesh. We wound up on the thick, hard nipples, sucking avidly. I'd never had one anywhere near that big in my mouth!
"Mmmmm. Mmmmm!" we went. My sister and I were in tit heaven, conscious of nothing else.
"Ohhh. Ohhh!" the owner of those bodacious boobs responded, getting wildly turned on herself. Her name was Mona, and she really did moan!
Then the big blonde drew away for a moment, and came back with the bottle of champagne I'd provided. With a pop, she opened it, after which she poured the bubbly all over her chest! Lifting one tit in her hands, she licked some off. Then she encouraged us to do-likewise, and we weren't slow to follow. What a way to drink!
At last, none of us could stand the teasing anymore, so we stripped down to fuck. The rest of Mona's body was good, though we had to be forgiven for still concentrating on her breasts. For her part, she looked lustfully at my thick, upstanding cock, and at Angie's wonderful figure. She obviously had no problem going both ways!
We were all standing now, but Mona went on to lie back on the couch. Even then, her gargantuan knockers didn't slump to her sides. Her hard nipples pointed straight up, inviting our attention.
"Well, who's first?" our new friend asked.
"I am. Me!" gushed my sister. That was a bit disappointing to yours truly, but I stood by and waited my turn.
"So, hop on!" said Mona. And Angie did just that.
But instead of lying on top of the other woman or maybe going head to foot with her for some oral action, my sis went literally to the top. To be exact, she spread her luscious thighs and sat on Mona's tits!
What a thrill it was to see Angela bang those boobies! Wiggling her sexy hips to go from one to the other, she rubbed her dark-furred mound all over their surface. Then she got her wet, pink pussy wide open, and pushed it down on one of the big, hard nipples. That must have felt great on her, not to mention the sensation of the strongly puckered areola, especially if everything was contacting her clit!
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" moaned my sister, as loudly as her partner had. "Ohhh, wow!"
"Fuck them, babe," Mona urged from underneath. "You're not the first woman who's done it!"
Angie got wilder and wilder. Some of it must have been from the whole concept, which is always the case with kinky sex. But the nature of the contact must have been immensely arousing, too. As I watched, the idea of pussy flesh rubbing nipple flesh made my hard cock ache for release!
My dear sis squeezed her own breasts, threw back her head, closed her eyes, and gasped with pleasure. Her dark hair hung down her sexy back, and her gorgeous buns tightened. By now, her juice was all over her partner's twin world globes, replacing the champagne. My, what a tit rider she was!
Then Angela got off on those marvelous mams. I mean, she came, came, and came! She moved her pussy around frantically, going for it all.
"Oh, yeah!" she screamed, her lovely body convulsing in ecstasy. "Yeah. Yeah!"
Only then did she dismount and actually fall back onto the carpeted floor of my office, panting and heaving, totally drained.
"Well, that was quite an act," Mona laughed, as she lay there on the sofa, her huge tits now covered with my sister's juice. "It turned me on so much that I almost had an O myself!"
She paused. "But I really need a fuck," she concluded. "And that, Nick, I'm going to get from you!"
I surely didn't argue. By that time, my cock was so primed that I thought it might go off by itself. I kept myself under control, though, and joined her on the couch. However, I myself did a little warming up between her knockers!
I hoped Mona wouldn't think it was too kinky for me to use my own sister's stuff for lubrication, and she didn't. Nor did she object when I straddled her chest and slid into the new kind of pussy her breasts created, since she must have accommodated men that way before. If she hadn't, she should have, because the channel was so deep and tight that it felt great on my turgid length.
But she really wanted me to fuck her. So, after a few exciting thrusts, I almost reluctantly pulled out in order to move lower. When I did, though, I had a special request to make!
"I wonder if you could get down on the carpet, and up on your hands and knees," I said to the top-heavy blonde.
"Why?" she asked, appearing intrigued.
"Well, I want to fuck your pussy from the rear," I answered. "I want to look around under you, and see those melons of yours hang and swing!"
Mona was agreeable, and she got in position. Kneeling behind her and grasping her good-sized buns, I slid my big, throbbing rod between her labia, then all the way in. Her quim was hot, slippery, and tight enough, but maybe not as tight as the place between her tits!
I began thrusting, and it had the desired effect. She rocked back and forth, too, which enhanced it. Her yellow curls shook, and her butt flesh rippled. But that was nothing compared to her breasts!
Hanging straight down, they were bigger than ever. And in heavy motion, they were just incredible! They swung powerfully to and fro, and, when she wiggled, out to her sides. I was sure they would cause an earthquake now!
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" Mona moaned as before. She sank to her elbows, and her tits hung so low that her nipples brushed the floor.
"Ohhh, damn!" I responded. I was in tit heaven and pussy paradise, all at once!
But that wasn't all. Before we were done, something else happened that I may have unconsciously anticipated in choosing that position.
To be exact, Angie got up from the floor and made it a three-way!
Kneeling at Mona's head, she encouraged the other woman to eat her pussy. Our new friend wasn't slow to do so, because my sister's dark-furred loins always looked very appetizing. Soon, Mona was occupied on both ends.
Now Angela and I had the other thing we'd wanted, too. Indeed, although our partner didn't realize it, we were banging each other through her, enjoying our incest in yet another way. We gazed wantonly into each other's eyes, which she also couldn't see.
"Ohhh, yes!" sighed Angie, as Mona licked her clit. "Ohhh, brother!" It would sound like an expression, but to us it was so much more.
"Ohhh, lover!" I echoed, thrusting into the other woman with a passion that was now meant for my sis. Again, Mona would think I meant her.
Then the three of us shot off like gangbusters, just as one of us was a bra-buster! Angie's flat tummy tightened, and her more normal-sized breasts shook. Mona's body convulsed, her hanging balloons seeming to come, too! And I experienced an orgasm that was as heavy as the mind-blowing boobs that had gone a long way to inspire it.
"Ohhh, yesss!" gasped Angela.
"Mmmmmf!" chorused Mona, her mouth full of pussy.
For my part, I went, "Ohhhhh!"
And at the ultimate moment, my sister and I reached out and held hands, which again our partner couldn't see.
"Hey, that was quite a welcome to your company," Mona laughed, after we'd gotten cleaned up and dressed. "You two can play with me anytime!"
"Don't worry, we will," I chuckled. "We like to keep our employees happy, as well as ourselves!"
Then we celebrated by finishing off the bottle of champagne, and went back to work.
Angie and I did have some more three-ways with moaning Mona, she of the record-breaking tits, although it wasn't quite as urgent now. Then she got hired away from me by a competitor, who was impressed by her business assets!
But once you've held, and had sex with, breasts like hers, it's almost enough to last you for a lifetime.
In my case, it was almost as good as having sex with my sister!