Chapter 7

Gordon lay sound asleep when Sharon rose from the torn and stained sheets of their marital bed. She went into the bathroom, and drew a warm tub for herself, sitting deep in the soothing water for almost an hour, adding more hot water from time to time to maintain the healing heat around her bruised and sore nakedness. All the while, she felt an almost peaceful feeling inside her as she sorted out the events of the past few days in her mind. She felt saner than she had ever been as she stood up and dried herself with a big fluffy towel... one of the wedding presents that she and Gordon had received from a distant aunt of hers.

Carefully she brushed out her long red hair, as she gazed at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She did not care about the time, because she knew she wouldn't be going to work the next day. As she tied the clasp of her beige and black negligee between the deep cleft of her full breasts she sighed and turned toward the living room, closing the bedroom door softly behind her as she entered it.

Guy could see her coming toward him. "Christ she's beautiful," he thought. "So beautiful!!"

He had lain in the dark summer night, listening first to Sharon's intense anal abuse from his brother, and then just when he had thought his own torment was over along with his pretty sister-in-law's, he had heard Carolyn next door. She was in there with someone, and as he lay on the sofa bed, Guy could hear their love-making, although he sensed that they were making an effort to be watchfully quiet. Just at the fever pitch of their lewd noise-making, Guy was certain that he heard them get up from the big brass bed and move across the room. He heard nothing more, but he could imagine Carolyn and her new lover, lying on the brightly colored rug, enjoying each other in a naked embrace.

He cried mostly for himself and for his lost innocence, even though he knew that he really had nothing to cry about where Carolyn was concerned. That was just the way she was, and she was lovely like that. He couldn't say he loved her any less for it. But as the softly flowing nightgown of his sister-in-law appeared in the darkness, Guy felt a gladness in his bones. She was coming to him!

Astonishment and joy mingled in his body as she hovered over him, her sweet composed features surrounded by the softly curling waves of her shoulder length hair. Lying on his back, he looked up at her, already entranced by her proximity. Her scantily clad body seemed all encompassing as she called his name, and her lips touched his, softly at first. Guy found himself tingling all over. She was letting herself down slowly, beside him on the sofa bed, but the upper half of her torso was pressing against him. The warm, soft breasts covered his naked chest, as below the covering sheet his semi-dormant penis rose, and swelled rapidly with each moment of the kiss. His sister-in-law's tongue reached far back into his mouth and his own tongue rose up to hers, mingling inside in a long, slow, torturously defined struggle.

"SHARON!!" he thought, her name exploding in his mind as though it held the clue to the very meaning of life. His searching hands roamed beneath the soft folds of her gown which parted in the middle, and they moved to the large firmness of the older woman's breasts. Her kiss was devouring him as he sucked wildly upon her tongue, hearing the loud wet sounds filling the room.

"I know you want to, Guy," she whispered into his ear. "And now I want to, too!" His hands were touching the naked silky skin of her breasts! They were voluptuously molded and he gave his hands free play between them, toying at length with the hardening tips, rolling them in his fingers until she began to croon and squirm softly upon him. His young man's cock was standing rock-like and stiff and he groaned a long, low sound of ecstasy that was echoed and reechoed by his own brother's wife.

Guy's hands slipped down to Sharon's slender waist, and he drew the rest of her closer to him until she lay directly next to him on the bed. She pulled at the sheet until it covered both their bodies, and beneath it their naked legs intertwined. Guy bent his head and inhaled the delicate fragrance of her breasts. He wanted so to suck them, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the tender surface of them.

"Yes ... darling ... suck them ... suck them... go ahead!" Guy wriggled down, pushing the full warmth of them up into his burning face, and the satiny smoothness of them caused his cheeks to glow with desire. He thought he would pass out from the fabulous sensation of her breasts almost smothering him, and now her tautly protruding nipples poking up into his open mouth. His lips closed gently around the offered button of sensuality and automatically he began to suck with all his might.

A hard burning flame grew between them as Sharon began to move her soft, shapely legs slowly up and down against her young brother-in-law's. He caught one between his, and forced his thigh in between the moist split of her legs, thrusting his pulsating cock up against her gently trembling belly, and feeling her moist hair-lined cunt jerk hungrily up against his loins.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh ... nnnnnnnnnnnngggghh!" she murmured lustfully, turning her thinly clad body against his hot 17 year old flesh. It had to be soon, Guy realized, and within the second, he pulled the older woman over him, forcing her to spread her long legs on either side of his reclining body. She writhed nakedly on top of him, her softness meeting his lean hardness with a sparking friction everywhere that they touched. Guy's mouth sought hers again, and Sharon began to move her belly lewdly against his, feeling the hardness of his swollen cock against her. Then Guy took hold of his brothers' wife by the waist, picking her entire body upward ever so slightly, and slowly thrusting her down again after positioning her just the right way. The blunt moistly glistening head of his cock touched directly between the soft wet folds of her pussy, touching upward into the hair-lined hps, spreading them wide and thrusting against them. UP, up, he surged, feeling the womanly creature who was his own sister-in-law respond to the almost unbelievable sensations his slowly rising cock was creating in her willingly spread pussy!

"Oh, Guy, oh Guy, oh Guy ..." she softly whimpered, over and over, "Oooooooohhhh!" It was better than anything she had ever felt with her husband, better than anything she could have created by herself. Her body was ripe and waiting for this tenderness, the complete sincerity that the young boy was offering her. His lean hard cock was one with her passion-drenched pussy, and each thrilling up-thrust of it contained a million particles of separate pleasure packages. She could feel it well within her, perhaps because they were both concentrating so hard, each upon the other. She felt her hungrily yearning cunt molding to its youthful contours, sucking on it, milking it, loving it as surely as if she had been touching it with her hands! Her negligee fanned out behind her nakedly gyrating body, like the erotic cape of a Super-Woman.

On and on they went, totally engrossed in the magnitude of their loving. Guy alternated between a steady rhythmic fucking, flicking his hips -sharply upward against the lustfully groaning young wife's lewdly dancing buttocks, so that his desire-hardened cock sped forcefully up into the tightness of her nakedly seeping cunt and a pushing, sliding, stacatto motion that surprised her, caught her off guard with each thrust. She was a mass of melting woman-flesh, soft and giving and clinging helplessly to him as he gave her more and more pleasure. The adulterous bride's unresisting vaginal passage throbbed and contracted wildly against her young brother-in-law's masculine hardness. The moist pink mouth of Sharon's heretofore unappreciated pussy spread wide before the approach of Guy's speeding cock as it drove nakedly upward between her trembling legs, spearing her first, and then after sliding out again and then worming back into her tightly smooth and velvety slit as though it had never been in before.

"OH GOD... OH GODDDD!!!" she cried, her trembling white thighs pumping up and down against the young boy's flanks.

"CHRIST!" Guy cried, watching her as she flailed and worked above him. Sometimes she was sitting straight on top of him, her hands skittering about his naked shoulders. Other times, she wound her arms about his neck, overcome by the rising thick head of his on-rushing cock as it slid up against the very end of her desire-filled pussy.

Guy could feel her... his brother's wife jerking and twitching around his young cock as the final tide of the advancing orgasm struck her. They both were entering a completely different world, and Sharon's tumultuous seething tight cuntal flesh moulded and adjusted to the pounding ramroding penis of the young boy beneath her, first flaring out as the full impact of her desire seemed to peak and overflow in a torrential rain of pure unadulterated pleasure, and then tightly clenching as his young sperm spewed out and up, drowning the insides of her climaxing pussy walls with wetness. Her hand grabbed at his hair and she continued to writhe and moan above him as he spent his precious fluid up into her and Guy knew that his beautiful sister-in-law was cumming not once, but many times.

"NEVER ... NEVER!!!!!" gasped breathlessly, still moving above him ... "NEVER LIKE THIS!"

It was the middle of the afternoon when Carolyn sat cushioned by the pillows in the corner of her room. She looked across at her new visitors with a bemused expression on her face. The handsome but unlikely couple had knocked timidly on her door earlier and she had been more than happy to admit them to the sanctity of her apartment.

They sat locked in each other's arms, shyly glancing at each other from time to time, and Carolyn realized that they were completely oblivious to her presence, although they tried to be polite about it.

Sharon trembled as she felt Guy's fingers running lightly over her bare arm. She was wearing one of her short housedresses, but underneath she had not bothered to put on anything at all. She felt deliciously naked and erotic as the material of her dress touched her bare flesh, and the magnetism between her and her husband's younger brother was getting stronger rather than diminishing with time. He had brought her there next door to Carolyn's not knowing where else to go. Sharon had declared she could not stay a moment longer in the same house with her husband Gordan, who still slept on, ignorant of his young wife's adulterous actions.

Sharon smiled gratefully back at Carolyn, the young girl she had so, hated and resented only a few short hours before. How everything had changed! And for the better, she thought... definitely for the better. She had no thought for the future, only for the comfort she had found in the 17 year old boy's arms. They seemed to give a meaning to life that nothing else so far in her 24 years had given. They had explained everything to the young blonde, including Gordon's harsh treatment of his wife.

"But what are we going to do about Gordon?" Carolyn heard the couple whisper to each other. Shortly afterward, she stood up and told them that she was going to leave them alone for a while.

"You two enjoy my pad," she declared. "Mi casa es su casa! Guy ... you know where the grass is ... " she added as she went out the door.

After she had gone, Guy found several neatly rolled joints of marijuana in the special box that Carolyn kept for them. He took one out and lit it, and after taking a puff himself handed it to Sharon. Without hesitating, Sharon accepted it. All her previous values had been shattered, she realized, and she would now have to find new ones. She felt open to experimentation, and trusting Guy implicitly, she inhaled deeply, holding the blue smoke in her lungs as she had seen Guy do.

"It's nice..." she said slowly, as she felt a sudden euphoric lift. The room seemed to be slanting slightly, but it looked fine that way. "Isn't it?" Guy replied, moving toward her, and thinking of the cool nakedness of the young housewife's limbs beneath her dress.

Next door Gordon had awakened early by the ringing of the telephone. The caller had asked for his wife Sharon, and Gordon had groggily realized at last who was calling. It was her boss, and they were wondering why Sharon had not come in, if she was sick again or what?

Looking around him and suddenly recalling the horror of his own actions the night before, he gruffly answered, "Yeah ... she's sick!" and hung up. He had a terrible headache, and already he suspected that he had gone too far with Sharon ... much too far. There was absolute silence in the apartment, and obviously she hadn't gone to work. Where was she??? "What the hell made me do that to her?" he wondered out loud as he moved about the apartment looking for some sign, perhaps a note, telling him where his young bride had gone. He was making all kinds of mental resolutions telling himself what he would do to make up for his cruelty to her, and he felt a funny sinking feeling in his stomach at the thought that she might not come back at all. What was worse, the memory of her bucking back against his obscenely battering cock, lustfully draining him of the last juices of his cum, set his blood pounding again. She was incredible! he thought. She was more ... much more than he had ever realized. There, were depths to her personality that he had never bothered to seek out, and erotically, he had done nothing but scratch the surface of his young bride's sensuality.

"What a horse's ass I am!" he growled as he started to shave. Soon he would have to go to work, but he had some time before then to try and find his wife.

He had already cut himself twice with his unsteady hand when the doorbell rang.

"Carolyn!" he cried. He had almost forgotten all about his brief meeting with the young girl at the bar the night before, and how it had indirectly led him to his harsh treatment of his wife in bed shortly afterward.

"Where's my brother?" he asked. "Is he at your place?"

Carolyn stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind her. "As a matter of fact, he is" she replied truthfully.

She was wearing her flowered mu-mu, a loose flowing longish blouse, that reached midway to her brown suntanned thighs. Her bright yellow hair shone as she smiled sunnily at the bedraggled husband, and let herself drop on the living room sofa.

"You look all out of it!" Carolyn said, spreading, her legs just the slightest bit more than before, so that she was sure that Gordon would be able to see high up beneath her mu-mu. She knew that her blonde curly pussy hair would attract his eye, and sure enough it did. He stared for a long time, his face turning beet red.

"I... I'm not feeling so hot..." he said. He wanted to ask the young girl if she had seen his wife at all that day, but a remnant of his male pride kept him from asking her. He wondered what she was doing there on his sofa showing him her bare-assed cunt like that, and distracted though he was, he could only conclude that she wanted to be fucked. He had heard that she liked it a lot, and last night the idea would have been a lot more tempting to him than it was now. He couldn't stop thinking about his wife Sharon though, and he wanted his neighbor to leave.

Carolyn could see his dilemma. "I came over to talk to you about a few things ..." she said. "I bet you don't really know much about women? Now, do you, Gordon?"

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" he bellowed. Did she know something about what had happened?

He had approached her, and his whole body tensed, he stood menacingly over the young 19 year old blonde. Carolyn looked up at him, an amiable expression on her face.

"See, you're making your first mistake right now. Never use violence with a woman, for one thing!" she said moving her finger upward. She touched his fly and saw him jerk. backwards away from her, but she reached out both arms and pulled his clothed loins closer to her again, catching him so by surprise that he did not protest. "You won't get anything you want from a woman that way," she continued.

"What?" Her fingers were deftly pulling down his zippered fly, and suddenly they were searching inside to clutch at the stiffening rod of his cock. She pulled it out with an ease that Gordon could only assume had come from practice, and he looked down at her, his mouth gaping from shock, as she cheerfully manipulated the hardening length of his naked penis.

"I'm gonna suck your cock, Gordon," she declared. "Simply because I like to suck cock!"

Gordon's slowly rising cock gave an excited lurch in the young girl's hand, and he watched her bend over, the blonde top of her head moving lower and lower as her tongue moved out to lick wetly at his flesh. He could feel wild sensations running through his body as the girl grasped his throbbing hardness between her fingers, drawing back the thickness of his foreskin in a teasing motion that brought a loud moan from his lips. She continued the gentle skinning back and forth over his ever hardening cock. "Feel good??" she inquired, still licking up and down the now glistening shaft. She pushed inward with her arms and spread his legs still wider as he stood before her. Her face was over his loins; now her hungry lips hovered closer and closer to the tip of his desire-maddened perns.

She opened her lips and breathed softly against it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the cool tip with a maddening slowness. Just then there was a loud wail from Carolyn's apartment next door. Gordon's entire body responded to it, and he started to say something to Carolyn, but just then the tip of Carolyn's tongue circled the head of the smooth rubbery flesh of his cock and he groaned as she placed her other hand at the thick base of his penis where it speared upward from his sandy pubic hair. With a gurgle deep in his throat he reached down with his hands and tangled them in the young blonde's hair, and thrust his cock inward with the strength of a bull. The thick spongy head rammed inside, crushing through her moist lips, between the whiteness of her teeth and the moist saliva of her mouth. It ran the full length of her tongue and imbedded itself at the entrance of her throat.

Next door, he could tell that someone was fucking... she had said that Guy was there ... maybe it was Guy with one of Carolyn's friends. Maybe this hot little number would take him over there later and he could fuck her, too!

He temporarily forgot about Sharon and concentrated on the intense sensation of Carolyn's sensually ovalled lips as they moved in rhythmic undulations all around his tingling hard penis.

"OOOOOoooooooh your mouth is like HEAVEN! Like fucking an angel! Tighten your lips and suck my prick harder!" he hissed suddenly. He could hear loud groans and cries from next door now, and the very lewdness of them spurred him on. Nothing like another broad to make you forget your troubles he thought briefly as the swirling heat in his body raged through his system. His voice was coarse and thick with passion as he began to command the young girl imperiously, instructing her as to just how he wanted it. Carolyn sucked like a demon, swishing her tongue with a vengeance around and around the throbbing head, sliding in and out of her tightly ovalled lips.

"You prick," she thought, "If you only knew who that was screwing next door." But she had set it up this way ... the perfect trap for his unsuspecting egotism. She sucked to end it now ... to end it soon, her head bobbing and bouncing up and down as she heard the mewling sounds of release that were coming from his throat. He bucked wildly against her, and suddenly he released his lewd white sperm in between her tightly surrounding lips, pumping it out until it ran from the edges of her lips in sticky white trails of blissful sensation that dribbled obscenely back, pouring over her chin.

When it was over, Carolyn wiped her lips and looked pityingly up at Gordon. "Like it?" she asked.

"Does the sun come up every morning?" he replied flippantly.

"AAAAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrggggggggggg!" The unmistakable sounds of climax came in strangled detail from next door, and the wall fairly shook with the intense pounding of the brass bed against it.

The young newspaperman's eyes lit up, as he replaced his damp cock.

"Want to get in on it?" Carolyn asked, reading his mind..

"Sure," Gordon replied eagerly. "You bet!!"