"My Story" The cock up my cunt was continuing to do a fantastic job of coaxing another bone-jarring orgasm from me. Whimpers of lust and enjoyment were spilling from my mouth as I clutched the sheets in desperation.
My slit was receiving a class fucking. The sensory nerves in my young body were screaming as the owner of this hard meat up me moved his hands under my panting body and cupped my swollen, jiggling, breasts. A loud whimper of acceptance tore it self from my twenty - three year old body when the pink - colored tips of my heaving boobs were pulled and twisted.
My sounds of enjoyment let the intruder know that I wanted more of what he was doing. His big cock kept pounding away causing the nerves in my body to scream with pure delight. Minutes later the big vein that runs the length of a male pleasure stick started throbbing against my vagina walls signaling that this round of lust-laden joy was about to end.
With one hand rubbing my clit, the other massaging my tit, this hot- bar of steel began extinguishing the fire that had been started when its owner had walked in the door twenty minutes ago with a proud amount of vitamin enriched semen. "I…oh! Please!" I whimpered. By bending my head down, I could see between my legs.
The now rapidly deflating cock meat was delving between the lips of my glistening purple hued cunt with ease. Mesmerized by the sight of what was once long and hard, had now diminished to its original size and was slowly inching itself out of my velvet sheath.
Trying to contain it, I tried backing up but gave out a cry of disappointment when his cock slid out and bounced against my leg. Pulling me from my hands and knees position that I had been made to assume, I was pulled backwards and kissed on my neck and ears.
Spinning around, I circled his neck and let my tongue explore the mouth of this wonderful man. After a few more minutes of loving the remaining buttons and zippers of my clothing were opened and I was in a condition that I totally enjoyed, completely naked!
My breasts were still heaving from the prior excitement they had undergone and my nipples wanted to burst. His beautiful green eyes took in ever part of my slightly shivering body.
Gathering me back in his arms, I willingly went and secretly hoped for more of what he had hanging between his legs.
Asking me where the bathroom was, he followed my swinging buttocks as we went down the hallway. My breath caught when he removed his clothing and his slim body with sinewy muscles came into view.
Mixing the water valve until it suited him; he stepped inside and then pulled me next to him. Pushing me against the shower wall, I was treated to another swooning kiss. His left forearm was then laid across my chest and his right one took hold of the pulsing nozzle. Whimpering when his knee pushed my thighs apart, my heart picked up an extra beat, as I knew what he was going to do. "____Ah!
Oh, oh!" I gurgled as I eagerly awaited the inevitable. "Shut up! You will love it!" The intruder said with a small laugh A guttural cry ripped from my throat when the pulsing nozzle was jammed firmly against my pulsing pussy. When my cry turned to a whimper, the intruder covered my mouth with his and used his free hand to alternate kneading and pulling on my tit flesh.
Our tongues swirled against each other with gusto. Removing the stinging spray from my crotch he let me relax somewhat until I was pulled tight against his sinewy body.
"I noticed that when I first squeezed your tits, you really enjoyed it. I bet your husband keeps you happy by playing with them?" I was asked as his other hand cupped and pulled on the other one.
Before I could answer, my brown- headed lover slid to his knees and began tonguing my belly button. My heart continued to beat wildly as the roughness of his hands continued to cup and pull on my swollen globes. I could feel a pressure building up in my groin area and it was making me feel that my head was going to explode.
"Ahhh! Oh God! Please! Yes! Don't stop!" "Don't worry!" He answered. I wanted to scream out that the only thing my husband does to my boobs is give them a little squeeze and that's only once in a while. I wanted to confess all of this, but he did not seem interested in my problems. He was far more engrossed in making me whimper and jump. He had now left my stomach area and was massaging my crotch area. "Does he keep this thing full of meat?" He asked as his fingers traveled the length of my coral colored labia lips.
Again my attempted answer was of no consequences as it was cut off by a gasp when the tips of his thumbs gaped open my labia. The sensation was so intense that I opened my legs even more so that whatever this man wanted to do, he would encountered no encumbrances.
Perspiration popped out n my forehead as the thumbs massaged the sensitive area. My hand found the back of his head and pulled it tight against my inflamed flesh. His mouth acted like a vacuum hose as it pulled my pussy flesh into his mouth.
My head went back and I let out a song of lust as once again relief entered my throbbing body. Relief though was not on this persons mind as his tongue immediately lit another fire that shot through me.
Within seconds, I was once again begging for more. When I eased my legs apart more so I get more of the sensation he was giving me, he leaned back and never once took his eyes away from my tortured pussy flesh. Finally he looked up at me and again cupped my full and firm breasts. "Hmm. Too bad I didn't bring someone with me!" "Uh, what!
What do you mean?" "What I mean, is that I think you need another cock, am I right?" He responded as his fingers lightly rubbed the sides of my cunt. "I…I…please!" My body shuddered slightly at the memories of the good screws I had enjoyed in the past from perfect strangers.
And…not all of them were men! Oh Yes! I have enjoyed the softness of a women many times. My legs were again spread wide as my lover went to my labia lips. Opening them wide with his thumbs, I guided his head to my sensitive flesh. I yelped as his snake like tongue found my rigid clit. Laughing gently, he looked up at me, "Hang on baby, this one will knock your head off!" Laying his left arm across my soft belly, his hand slipped down and rested on top of my distended clit. His right hand pushed the lips apart on my cunt, and then he began flicking my little man in a boat furiously.
Within scant seconds my body began to tremble from the excitement coursing through it. Once, twice, my slit exited a torrent of semen. My quavering pleadings for the man to stop fell on his deaf ears. On and on, he continued to whip the sensitive flesh back and forth. Tears fell from my eyes as my legs became rubbery.
Again and again, my hips jerked as my orgasms ran continuously furiously. I was on the verge of blackness when suddenly he stopped, and swooped me up in his arms. Taking me into the bedroom, he lay on my back with my legs askew; I circled his neck and thanked him. He had given me what I wanted, and most of all, what I had missed. An hour later, the sound of Paul my husband, pulled in the driveway.
I met him at the door with a short kiss and no feelings of guilt or remorse from my afternoon of loving. Our marriage was on shaky ground from a number of things with the most important one being sex.
On this count, Paul was a zero. It was a wham-bang, thank you ma'am affair with him. Plus, his mother, Mrs. Allen, had as much told me that Paul was too good for me.
She thought the sun rose and set on him. And as far as she was concerned, I was like trailer trash to her. So no, I had no true deep affections for this man.or her.
But for now, I felt too good to dwell on this subject as my groin felt contented…but only for the time being, and I could still detect a small trace of semen in my mouth. How great! Starting to speak, he stopped and turned as my lover walked in from the kitchen. His eyes narrowed, and then widened in surprise. "Well, well! Look here! My brother in law!" Yes, Jay was my brother!
Yes, Jay had been fucking me since I could remember. Before and after I got married, Jay would take me whenever we had an occasion. Many times he would push me up against a wall and screw me while our parents were in the next room. He used to joke that these quickies kept me horny, and in truth, they did.
Anything he wanted me to do, or have some else do to me, I never hesitated. For Jay owned me body and soul. Even my wedding day was no difference as I had slipped into his bedroom that morning and gave him a blow- job.
After I had been married a few months, Paul got offered a promotion in the next state. It was a somber affair the morning he left. Jay gave me a brotherly kiss in front of everyone and whispered that he would see me soon. That turned in to six months. When he had shown up this morning at my front door, my eyes watered from joy. We had stood in the middle of the room kissing for a long time.
Finally he pulled me to the floor where we continued our loving. I smiled as his work-hardened hands opened my blouse and cupped my nipple hardening boobs. My body shivered as his other one slipped under my skirt and cupped my pulsing pussy. Positioning me on my hands and feet, I cried openly as his hard cock started inching up my warm and wet slit. It was like an old friend that had come home as he filled and thrilled me. After dinner we were all sitting around the table. I sat between the two men.
When Jay began telling the main reason for his visit, his hand came over and settled between my legs. I shifted some and let them open more as he gave me a little smile and a firm squeeze on my panty less crotch. "I have to go to South America in a week and look at some oil drilling sites.
Our people got reports of new findings that look good." Jay looked squarely at Paul and continued. "The site is close to someone named Hernandez Xavier." He said with a dead - pan look and a firmer squeeze of my moistening pussy.
At the sound of Hernandez Xavier, my head shot up. Paul was grinning at my reaction for he had heard me speak of him many times. I loved to study ancient history and the Xavier area was considered one of the most important. "The Company is trying to hire a translator who is honest to accompany me this time." He had told us before of an episode where he had been cheated by not knowing the language. "Hopefully, I will be back in a month to a month and a half." He continued on.
"I want to do some exploring on my own when the job is finished. But, that depends on me finding this translator." He looked at Paul so innocently and asked if he knew of anyone who may be interested. Paul started laughing and said, "Jay, you are a low life, did you know that?" "Who! Me"?
Jay grinned broadly as he turned around as if Paul was speaking to someone else. They both knew I spoke perfect Spanish. "Did you ask her?" Paul asked in a somewhat low voice. "Not yet. I wanted to see what you had to say." He replied by giving him a knowing nod.
"Well, go on." Paul answered. Smiling as he faced me, "Sis, would you go with me?" My face almost betrayed my feelings. God! I was ready to leave right then. My heart and cunt were both pulsating at the thought of having my brother any time I wanted. "I can't leave Paul for that long." I replied. Feigning concern for my husband, I went and sat in his lap. "Who would take care of him?" I asked, but with no real conviction. "This trip may be the best thing for our marriage right now".
Paul said somberly and with truthfulness. "I honestly think you should go. It…it may give us both the time we need to…decide." His response startled me. I looked at him and agreed that he was right. Our marriage was ready to terminate and a separation may be just what we needed.
Giving him a kiss, I concurred that we needed to do something, and maybe this would be the ticket. Looking at him and then my brother, I replied, "What time do we leave?