Normal. A frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term "perversion." What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
The characters in the book appear to be average Americans. Yet they behave in ways that many others would consider abnormal.
But who is to say whether the characters in this book are normal or perverse? THE WIFE'S HORNY SISTER is a novel of major interest to those who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. A story of one woman seeking to resolve conflicts and find happiness.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Steve Johnson was tired and angry. He hadn't wanted to come to the bus station to pick up his sister-in-law. He'd just finished a rough day and he had been thinking about spending a long, sexy evening with his wife. He had been thinking about his wife's body all day long. Now he had a hard-on standing in the bus station.
He had never met his sister-in-law. He only knew that she was from the same small town his wife was from, and that she was a blonde like his wife.
He glanced at his watch impatiently. The bus was late. It seemed like everything went wrong when it concerned his sister-in-law. They had just gotten the telegram about her coming that afternoon, and now Steve's wife Janet was frantically cleaning up the guest room.
And Steve was standing in a goddamn cold-assed bus station.
Steve heard the speaker announcing the arrival of the bus he was waiting on. He tried to put on a congenial face as he walked out to where the busses unloaded.
His sister-in-law was one of the last people to get off and Steve immediately forgot what he was angry about, Steve had known a lot of good-looking women in his life, but his sister-in-law had them all beat.
She only looked a little like his wife with her long blonde hair and innocent blue eyes. She was wearing a frilly white blouse and a pleated skirt, the kind of outfit an old-fashioned schoolgirl might wear.
But the magnificently round tits that pressed at the front of the snug blouse were not the tits of a schoolgirl. Steve could feel his heart pounding wildly. He knew damn well that he was going to fuck this innocent-looking young girl before she left.
Steve stepped forward and took her heavy bag. She had been having trouble with it, but Steve lifted it easily. And she looked impressed by his strength.
"Hi," he said. "You must be Brenda. I'm Steve Johnson."
Brenda Martin had her own thoughts as to what Steve was going to look like. She knew that he was a banker and she expected a short, pudgy little man. Instead, she found herself looking up at a good-looking, curly-headed young man.
"You look surprised," Steve said. "What did you think I'd be like?"
"I don't know," she lied. "I just kind of had you pictured a little differently."
Steve let her walk ahead of him while he got a good view of her gorgeous ass. He could feel his cock getting harder while he watched her ass wiggle. He could almost feel that ass rubbing against his cock. Steve had never felt so horny.
Steve walked Brenda out to his car. He put her bag in back while she looked around at the high, well-lighted buildings. He remembered that his wife had also seemed a little in awe of the buildings when she'd first come to the city.
"Everything's so big," Brenda said.
"You'll get used to it," Steve said as he opened the door and helped her into his sports car. He had a good look at her long, trim legs and the tops of her thighs before she pulled her skirt back down. "Your sister thought it was something special when she first got here. But she got used to it."
Brenda kept looking out the window as Steve started the car and eased it out of the parking lot. He heard her soft gasp as he pressed down on the gas and let the sports car show its speed.
"I doubt that I could ever get used to everything," Brenda said. "I've lived in the country most of my life. Everything was so wide apart. Everything seems cramped here."
"It'll get better once we get out of the city a little way," Steve said.
A lot of new things were happening to Brenda. She was amazed by the good-looking man who'd picked her up. He was so masculine, and he drove the small car like it was an extension of his body.
Brenda thought the ride was a little scary until they reached a spot where the road was clear up ahead. Then Brenda was in for the ride of her life. She could hardly believe that the wheels could be touching the ground as fast as he drove. She had never been so fast in a car before and it gave her a funny feeling. Almost a sexual feeling.
Brenda knew a little about sex. She had been to the drive-ins with the boys and she'd fought enough of them off. She knew that boys were constantly trying to touch her tits and sometimes she let them. That would cause the same feelings in her belly.
The car was going faster and faster. Brenda felt as if she were flying. She put her legs against the dashboard and her skirt fell back to the tops of her thighs.
"Do you like going fast?" he ask her.
"Oh, yes," Brenda answered.
Brenda was feeling scared and excited at the same time. She felt Steve's eyes on her legs, but she didn't pull her skirt back down. She let him get his eyes full of her long legs and the creamy white strip of thigh that her skirt revealed.
She didn't want the trip to stop. She felt a little sad when the car slowed and Steve pulled off the highway onto the shoulder of the road.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"Come here," Steve said. "Come over here close to me!"
Brenda told herself that she was acting crazy. She'd just met this man and he was her sister's husband. But Brenda wanted to move close to him more than she had ever wanted anything.
Steve put his arm around her. He pulled her close and she felt his gentle kiss on her mouth. She put her hands against his chest to push him away, but she found she didn't have the strength.
She wasn't surprised when he drove his hot tongue between her lips. Lots of boys she knew like to French. But the boys she knew didn't have such hungry, thrusting tongues. She could feel weakness spreading through her pussy.
This time she managed to push him away. "We shouldn't be doing this. It's not right. I'm your sister-in-law."
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said. "And I've got to fuck you."
She gasped at his language, but she found herself being pulled back into his arms again. His hot tongue was thrusting in and out of her mouth until she couldn't help but respond. She started rubbing her tongue wildly against his.
She felt his hands moving up between them. She moaned as his fingers rubbed gently over her tits. She found herself pressing forward against his body and his hands cupped her tits roughly.
She didn't know why she was feeling so crazy. It was a combination of her brother-in-law being such a fantastic-looking guy, and the way he had driven the car. Brenda couldn't have known that this was exactly the way her sister had first been fucked. Steve was very good at getting horny women even hotter when he drove them around a while.
Steve's fingers went to her buttons on her blouse. She tried to pull his hand away but it was a useless effort. He unbuttoned her blouse all the way down the front and slipped his hand inside. Her tit felt so swollen and achy. She felt like her nipples were trying to tear holes in her bra.
Steve didn't waste any time taking her bra off. He was randy as hell and he wanted to feel those twin peaks in his hands. He could sense how helpless she was. He had expected her to put up a little more of a fight, but he could tell she was already aching to be fucked.
She moaned loudly as he pulled her bra off and his hot hands took hold of her creamy tits. She felt his strong fingers squeezing her roughly, sending shivers of delight up and down her spine.
Brenda had to close her thighs together as she felt her hot pussy-juices soaking her panties. She could never remember getting turned on so quickly. She began thrusting her tongue into his mouth.
"It feels good to have your hands there," she moaned. "It feels good to have you play with my tits!"
He captured her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and began to tweak her tits. Brenda could feel her nipples growing even harder than they were before. She felt like her tits had grown another two inches just by his touch.
Brenda had already gone farther than she had w u ever gone with any boy. Now she knew she was going to go even farther. She put her hands in his dark curly hair and she pulled his face down to her tits.
"Suck them," she pleaded. "They feel so good and hard. Suck them good!"
He gave her what she wanted. His mouth touched her nipple and then his lips covered it. She felt him biting her gently and she arched her back to push more of her titty-flesh into his mouth.
His mouth opened wider and she felt him sucking more of her hot tit into his lips. His mouth was crammed with so much titty-flesh that she could hardly see how he was breathing. She felt him moving his head to her free tit. His hand slipped up her body and started playing with one tit while she sucked on the other. She could hear his soft sucking noises as he worked on her feverishly.
"It feels wonderful," she moaned. "I've never felt anything so good!"
Her skirt had slipped farther up her creamy thighs, and now she felt one hand between her legs. He wasn't touching her pussy, but he was fingering the soft creamy flesh of her inner thighs. It made her shiver. She spread her legs a little wider and felt his hand touch her pussy.
"Oh, honey," she moaned. "I can't believe this is happening. I just can't believe it!"
His fingers started rubbing up and down her pussy. Her panties were really wet and his fingers made her wetter. She found herself slipping lower in the seat.
His tongue started playing with her nipple. She closed her eyes and moaned as his tongue gave her the most delicious pleasure she had ever known. She felt his tongue moving down underneath her tit and then down to her belly. He was leaving a wet trail as he moved down to the top of her skirt.
"It feels good," she moaned. "So good'. Oh, it feels so good!"
Brenda was beginning to realize how inexperienced the boys back home were. None of them had ever made her feel like this. She was so turned on that she would have been willing to do anything for Steve.
His tongue found her navel. He began jabbing his tongue in and out of her navel while his hands slipped underneath, cupping her asscheeks.
"Beautiful ass," he moaned. "You've got a beautiful ass. I've been thinking about this sweet ass since you got off the bus!"
She had never heard anyone talk like this, but the words made her hotter. She didn't protest when he moved over on top of her and made her feel the hardness of his cock against her thighs.
"It's like steel," she whispered.
"It's hard for you, baby," he said. "It's going to make you feel like you've never felt before!"
He took one of her hands and pressed it to the hard bulge in his trousers. It made her gasp. She had never felt anything so long and hard. She could hardly believe that it was all him. It seemed too long to ever fit into the tiny hole between her legs.
She was frightened of his thick cock, but she kept her hand on it. She couldn't seem to pull her fingers away. She stroked up and down the long, hard length of his cock. She felt it growing even more swollen. It felt like it was almost as thick as her wrist.
"Take it out, baby," Steve said. "I want you to get to know my cock. Feel it and stroke it. It's going to make you happy!"
Her fingers trembled as she pulled down his zipper and slipped her hand inside. His hard cock-meat was stuffed into his shorts and she had trouble getting to it. Finally, she wrapped her fingers around his sweaty-feeling prick and she eased it out of his trousers. She felt it throbbing in her fingers like it was alive.
"It's so big," she moaned.
"Yeah," Steve said. "It's big. And it's all for you. Stroke it, baby. Feel it good!"
Steve had moved his head back up so that he was kissing on her swollen tits. She couldn't refuse him anything while he was making her feel so good.
She closed her fingers tightly around his thick prick and she began stroking him. Her hand moved all the way down to his balls, and then back up to the crimson tip. She had never felt anything like it. It made her feel wicked all over.
She thought about her sister and had a moment of guilt. It really wasn't right what they were doing. A few hours ago she would have been shocked if anyone had even suggested doing a sick thing like this. But there was just something about Steve that a woman couldn't resist. No wonder her sister had fallen for him.
Steve was undoing her skirt. He pulled it down and she lifted her ass so that he could get it off. She kicked it off. His mouth went down to her belly and then to her thighs. She felt his hot breath blowing against her pussy and it made her crazy.
She pulled at his head and he moved up her body again. He jabbed his tongue into her mouth and she frantically kissed him back and rubbed her magnificent tits against his chest. She could feel her nipples rubbing against the fabric of his suit.
"Why don't you get naked all the way?" she suggested.
She didn't have to ask him but once. He started tearing at his clothes until he had revealed a magnificently muscled chest and huge biceps.
"Mmmmmmm," she said. "You look like a weight lifter!"
She started running her fingers over his muscular body as he quickly moved between her legs. He was tearing at her panties. She felt him rip them off and his hand was between her legs.
'Oh, God," she moaned softly. "That's good!"
No boy had ever touched her there, but she knew she couldn't stop this man from doing what he wanted. She gasped as he started running his fingers up and down her cunt-entrance. She could feel her pussy-lips getting puffy with desire. She spread her legs wider and she felt one finger probing her pussy-hole.
"Do that," she moaned. "Oh, yes, put your finger inside me!"
She started twisting in pleasure as his finger rammed into her pussy all the way against her virgin walls. She could feel him moving his finger around until she was even wetter than before. Brenda's hand squeezed his cock a little tighter.
"I've never been so hot," she moaned. "I've never felt like this before. I don't care if you are my brother-in-law. I've got to have your cock!"
Steve took his finger out of her pussy and moved between them with his cock. She felt his thick cock rubbing the insides of her thighs and making her shiver. She thought of her sister again, but only for a few seconds. The feel of his huge cock against her thighs made her forget everything but the pleasure she craved.
"I'm going to fuck you, Brenda," he said. "I'm going to fuck your beautiful ass off!"
It was cramped in the small sports car, but Brenda hardly paid attention to that. Her legs were being spread even wider and she felt his beautiful cock moving against her cunt. She felt the snug pressure of his cock-head against her pussy. She found herself clawing at his back like a wild animal. She had never dreamed that she would want a man's cock this bad.
"Shove it to me!" she yelled savagely. "Shove that big cock in my pussy!'
He moved forward suddenly and she felt his cock-head popping into her cunt. He kept thrusting until his cock-head was pressing against her cherry. It hurt and she tried to twist away from him, but he was expecting that.
Steve gave another savage shove and she felt his cock-head breaking through her virgin walls. His thick cock went all the way inside her cunt. He felt so big. She knew she would have died if he had started fucking her right away. Instead, she felt him resting with his huge cock deep inside her little pussy.
"You're so big!" she cried. "Your cock feels so good! I don't see how you got it so deep inside me!"
Steve waited until he was sure she was used to it. Then he started moving in and out of her pussy in a slow rhythm. His heavy balls slapped her gently each time he thrust. It was just the kind of fucking that Brenda needed.
"Raise your legs, Brenda," Steve told her. "Let me show you how deep my cock can get!"
Brenda raised her legs high enough so that she could feel his cock sliding into her cunt. Also, her legs being higher made her pussy fit tighter around his cock. She could tell he liked it because he began thrusting into her cunt a little faster.
"Your pussy feels good, babe," he told her. "It feels better than your sister's. It feels good and tight!"
She felt no guilt at him comparing her pussy to her sister's. She wanted this fuck to be better for him. She knew she had been missing something special without him. His cock was fantastic.
"Fuck me hard," she whispered. "I can feel shivers all over. Fuck me good and hard!"
His hands went underneath her again. She felt him gripping her asscheeks with fingers like steel. He lifted her ass off the seat while he started pounding her pussy with his hard cock-meat. It wasn't a slow and gentle fuck any more, but that wasn't the way she wanted it. She needed it hard.
"That's how I want it!" she screamed. "God, that feels so good! That's how I want it!"
She didn't want to come, but already she could feel the heat in her belly and the trembling sensation on the insides of her thighs. She knew her climax was going to be a lot more explosive than when she fucked herself with her fingers.
"I feel crazy all over!" she screamed. "Crazy all over. You feel so good inside me. You feel so fucking good! I'm going to come, aaaaaaah, I'm going to come! OH, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
Her body rocked with the spasms of pleasure that kept shooting through her. She lifted her ass off the seat to get the full impact of his delicious-feeling cock. She kept grinding herself against him until the last shiver went through her juicy pussy.
He wasn't giving her a chance to relax. He started fucking her in deep strokes that made her body quiver. She could feel the growing length of his cock inside her and she felt his cock leaking.
"You're going to come?" she questioned.
"Goddamn right," he moaned. "I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my wad in your pussy! Get ready for it, baby! Get fucking ready for it! Shit, it feels good! OH, FUCKING JESUS!"
He rammed her again and she felt his hot prick spurting inside her tight cunt. She could feel his hot jism leaking out of the sides of her pussy as he kept pumping it into her.
She thought he was never going to stop, but finally she felt his prick quivering and then slipping out of her.
"Now I can take you home," he told her.
CHAPTER TWO
Brenda was in her dressing gown sitting in front of her mirror and brushing her long blonde hair. She was thinking about all the things that had happened to her that evening, and she was starting to feel a little bit ashamed.
Brenda had held onto her virginity for eighteen years and there had been plenty of young men who had tried to take advantage of her good looks. But somehow she kept from going all the way. She had wanted her husband to be her first fuck.
Yet, Steve had no trouble fucking her. He had practically raped her once she got worked up. And she still couldn't believe that it had happened on the side of the road.
Janet had been really glad to see Brenda. The two sisters spent a little time talking before Brenda pleaded that she was tired and needed a bath and sleep.
The truth was that Brenda didn't want Janet to see the effect that Steve had on her.
It was crazy, but Brenda couldn't seem to keep her eyes off him. He was such a good-looking man, and Brenda kept thinking about the quick fuck they'd had on the side of the road. It had been over too soon. It had given Brenda very little chance to really take pleasure in Steve's hard body.
Brenda put her brush down and was satisfied with what she saw. She was in a pale-blue gown that showed off a lot of her creamy tits. It was almost transparent and the outline of her pussy could easily be seen.
It was the kind of gown a woman Wore to please a man.
It was stupid to wear it. Brenda had no man to please. She didn't have any man except Steve. But she couldn't help thinking about him as she picked out her gown. And he had thought that she was a good fuck-even better than her sister. That pleased Brenda.
Brenda started to turn off her light when she heard a soft tap at her door. Brenda felt her heart begin to pound as she went to open it. She told herself that she was being foolish, and that Steve wouldn't dare come to her room. That was too obvious.
Yet, she wasn't surprised when she opened the door and found Steve standing there. He was dressed in only his jockey shorts and he was holding a couple of beers.
"Hi," he said. "Can I come in?"
He was looking her over carefully. She could tell that he was pleased with what he saw. He pushed her backwards and stepped into the bedroom without waiting for an answer.
"You must be crazy," she said. "You can't come in here now. Not with Janet in the other room."
"Janet's asleep," he explained.
"She might wake up," Brenda protested.
Steve shut the door with his foot. "She'd never wake up. Not even a gunshot would wake her up now. She took a few of her pills. I talked her into that!"
"You are crazy," Brenda said.
"Have a beer," Steve said.
Steve handed her one of his beers as he pushed her back toward the bed. Brenda went willingly even though she was still scared of her sister
waking up and hearing them.
She sat down on the edge of her bed and sipped the beer.
"You're a beautiful woman," Steve said as he sat down and put one arm around her. His hand quickly moved down her shoulder and into the front of her gown. She moaned as his hand cupped her. "You really are a beautiful woman!"
His hand was gentle, but he was doing something to her. She could feel the warmth spreading through her body. She took a deep drink of the beer and felt the alcohol warm her, also. She closed her legs a little tighter as she felt a tingling sensation in her pussy.
"You were a fantastic fuck in the car," he said. "But people can't really enjoy each other in a car. I want to take my time with you. I want to make you yell with pleasure.
She could feel him rubbing over her nipple with his thumb and forefinger and it made her shiver. It was hard to believe that only a couple of hours before he had given her a good fuck. It should have kept her satisfied for hours. Instead, she could already feel more heat growing in her cunt.
She finished off her beer and put the can down. He turned her head and kissed her gently on the mouth. She was in no mood for him to be gentle. She stabbed her tongue into his mouth and started running her fingers through the thick hair on his chest.
She couldn't believe she was getting so damned horny. Her pussy was already vibrating with pleasure. She didn't fight him when he pulled down the straps of her gown to free her huge round tits.
"Gorgeous," he said. "Absolutely gorgeous."
"Are they prettier than my sister's?" she said, teasing.
"Goddamn right," he answered. "They're fucking beautiful!"
His hot mouth started licking at one of her nipples. She felt it harden against his lips. She felt his tongue caressing her quivering nipple and then his lips sucking at her tender tit-flesh. She grabbed the back of his head and crammed more of her tit into his mouth.
"Suck my titties!" she cried. "God, I like that. Suck on my tits!"
She felt his head moving back and forth as his hungry mouth worked on her jugs. She could feel him biting her tit and then licking at her nipple. It was making her crazy all over. She spread her legs and pulled his hand down to her thighs.
"Play with my pussy," she moaned. "Play with my cunt just like you did in the car!"
She knew she was shocking him by the animal way she was going after him, but she couldn't help herself.
He pulled her gown up from the bottom so that her pussy was exposed. He was delighted that she had not worn panties. He put his hand on the soft fur of her pussy. She spread her legs and squirmed against his fingers.
"That makes me feel so good," she moaned.
This time he had no problems in putting two of his fingers inside her cunt. He drove them in deep and it made her move her ass against the bed. She felt him pulling his fingers out, but then he stabbed them back into her again.
"You like that, bitch?" he asked. "You like having your pussy finger-fucked?"
"God, I love it," she answered. "I've never felt anything so good. Do it to me. Do what you like to me!"
He still sucked at her nipples. She sobbed each time she felt his teeth bite at her tender flesh. She felt his tongue going down her belly again. This time, her gown was bunched at her waist so that his tongue could play in her pussy-hair.
"What are you doing?" she moaned. "I love that. It makes me feel so crazy all over!"
Steve pushed her legs wider apart and he put his face between them. He felt her jump when he first blew his hot breath against her plump cunt lips. This was something else she had never experienced and Steve knew it would make her his fuck-slave for life.
He pushed his tongue against her hot cunt-lips and he felt her nearly jumping out of the bed. He felt her hands clutching at his hair. He didn't let her pull him away. He pushed his tongue between her cunt-lips and he heard her scream. Her hands suddenly didn't pull at his head so hard. He started licking the wet insides of her cunt.
"Oh, what are you doing?" she asked, her body shaking. "God, that feels so funny!"
Brenda's eyes were wide open and she was staring up at the ceiling. It was a crazy feeling. She knew that women sometimes liked to be eaten, but Brenda had always thought the idea was disgusting. Now she was learning that it wasn't disgusting at all.
His tongue was a slithering snake touching the insides of her cunt in every sensitive place. She was no longer pulling at his head. Instead, she was stroking his hair.
"That does feel good," she moaned. "Oh, that does feel good!"
He began stabbing his tongue in and out of her plump pussy. She could feel her juices leaking into his mouth, but he didn't seem to mind that. She felt his hands moving up the side of her body and then cupping her tits. She felt him rubbing her hard nipples.
"That feels good," she groaned. "That feels so fucking good."
Brenda suddenly realized that they were not alone in the room. She turned her head and opened her eyes. Janet was standing near them. She was wearing a transparent gown that showed off her full tits with her huge brown nipples.
"Oh, God, Janet," Brenda said.
That was all Brenda could think of to say. She thought that her golden haired sister would start screaming at them. Instead, there was a strange look on Janet's face. She was rubbing her pussy in a lewd way.
Brenda couldn't believe it. She almost rose up in the bed, but Steve wasn't going to let her escape. She felt him thrusting his tongue savagely between her legs. Her fuck-box was filled with juice and she could feel her clit aching with pleasure.
"Don't let me bother you, little sister," Janet said softly. "We've been doing this for a long time."
Janet leaned over and kissed her sister lightly on the lips. Brenda had never been kissed that way by another woman. She felt her heart pounding a little faster.
Janet kissed her again. This time Brenda felt herself kissing her back. The two women pushed their tongues together. Brenda had never felt so excited before. She could feel Steve's tongue getting deeper inside her pussy and it was driving her crazy.
"Fuck her," Janet urged. "Let me see you put your big cock in her cunt just like you told me you did in the car. Stick your big cock in her cunt."
Brenda was shocked at her sister's words. Everything seemed to be happening at once. Janet's blue eyes seemed glazed with passion as she watched her good-looking husband getting ready to fuck her sister. Brenda saw Janet reach out to take Steve's shorts and peel them down his hairy legs.
Steve's cock looked even bigger than it had in the car. It looked huge as he moved between her legs. Again, she felt his wet cock-head rubbing against the inside of her thighs. It made her cunt quiver with anticipation. She spread her creamy thighs a little wider.
"Go ahead and fuck her," Janet said. "Fuck her good. Give it to her good and hard!"
Janet leaned over and kissed Brenda on the mouth again. This time it was Brenda who quickly pushed her tongue between Janet's lips. She felt the young woman's mouth crushing hers and they kept rubbing their tongues together in excitement.
Brenda could feel the warmth of Janet's big tits pressing lightly against her own. Then Steve was moving Janet out of the way as he lowered himself on top of Brenda. His hard chest mashed Brenda's creamy tits almost flat as he ground himself against her cunt.
Brenda gasped as his huge cock thrust into her pussy. He left it there for a few minutes. Brenda could feel every hard inch of his magnificent cock. She closed her thighs together and felt the rush of pleasure go through her.
Steve began fucking her in slow, deep strokes. She felt his balls slapping her with each thrust. She started clawing at his back as his cock filled her pussy again and again.
"That's right, honey," Janet said. "Keep giving it to her like that. Fuck my little sister. Ride her good!"
Steve started pounding his cock into her tender pussy. Brenda's ass was coming off the bed as his cock seemed to get deep into her belly. His thick cock-head seemed to be coming out of her mouth.
"Oh," she moaned. "I like that, I do! Oh, that feels so good!"
Her ass was moving in response to his savage fucking. She felt Janet's hand sliding between their bodies, and she started to caress her grapefruit-sized tits.
Brenda turned her head to look at her gorgeous sister. There wasn't any doubt that Janet was getting really turned on by what was happening to her younger sister. Janet had her head back and her mouth was slightly open. Her tongue was licking at her full lips and Brenda could see the gleam of her white teeth.
Brenda moved her hand over to touch her sister's thigh. Janet didn't waste any time pulling her gown up to her waist to reveal the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties.
Brenda could actually see into the plump lips of her sister's pussy.
"Do it for me," Janet moaned. "I'm so hot. Do something for me, honey!"
Brenda couldn't argue. Janet took her hand and pressed it against her vibrating pussy-mound. Brenda felt her fingers touching a slick wetness. Brenda had played with her own pussy many times, but she had never touched another woman's cunt. Now she could feel those pussy-lips opening for her fingers.
"Oh, yes," Janet moaned. "Put your fingers in me. Play with my pussy!"
Brenda just couldn't refuse her sister anything she wanted. Brenda pushed two fingers into the wetness of her sister's cunt. Brenda moaned as she felt Steve thrust his cockmeat into her cunt really hard. She lifted her legs and locked them around his broad back. Her ass slid back and forth on the bed as she started to work her fingers in and out of Janet's hot pussy.
"That's it, honey," Janet said. "Play with my pussy while my husband fucks you!"
Janet reached down and ripped her nightgown over her head. She was completely naked underneath. Brenda had never seen her sister naked before. Her older sister had a lush body that still looked in good shape. Brenda had the feeling that her sister had been spending a lot of time in health spas.
"Give it to her good," Janet urged. "I want you to fuck her ass off!"
Brenda was still not over being shocked at the wildness of her sister's language. Her sister had been so sweet innocent when she had left their town. Now she sounded like a whore.
"Use your fingers," Janet moaned. "Use your fingers inside me. Use your fucking fingers!"
Brenda moved her fingers faster. She could feel Janet's pussy actually sucking at her fingers. She started letting the edge of her fingers rub against Janet's clit. Brenda felt her fingers getting wet from her sister's juice.
"Christ," Steve moaned. "Christ, I'm almost there. I'm going to shoot my jism! I'm going to shoot my cum in her pussy! OH, JESUS, IT FEELS SO GOOD ALL OVER!"
He stabbed deep into her pussy and she felt the hot gush of his cock-cream. He was filling her pussy with his jism, but it was just too soon. She tried to come with him, but she could already feel his cock getting limp and slipping out of her.
She could feel his hot cum dripping out of her pussy and wetting the insides of her thighs. She still needed his cock, but it was too soon. She grabbed at him but he was already moving out from between her legs.
"Oh," Brenda moaned. "I'm so hot. Don't leave me like this. I feel so hot."
"Don't worry," her sister Janet assured her. "I wouldn't leave you that way. I know how it feels."
Brenda's earlier shock had been nothing compared to what hapened next. Janet slid down her lush body and placed her face between Brenda's thighs. Brenda felt her tongue licking up her husband's cum off Brenda's thighs and pussy-lips.
"Ummmmm," Janet said. "There's nothing I like better than tasting my husband's cum in some hot pussy!"
Janet did seem to be loving it. Her tongue had wiped Brenda's thighs clean of cum and now the older sister was sucking on Brenda's thick blonde pussy-hair. Brenda was squirming with delight. She couldn't pretend that she wasn't loving what was happening to her.
Suddenly Janet's fiery little tongue was inside Brenda's pussy. Brenda could hear her making swallowing noises as she sucked out her husband's cum and then swallowed it. At the same time, Janet's tongue rubbed against the most sensitive parts of Brenda's cunt.
"You don't know what you're doing to me," Brenda screamed. "I feel so crazy. You're making me crazy. You don't know what you're doing to me. I'm coming, I'm coming! Oh, God, I'M COMING!"
Brenda's ass was jumping off the bed as Janet's tongue stabbed deep into her wet pussy. Brenda kept moving around as shivering spasms flashed through her cunt.
Janet continued to lick Brenda's pussy until the last shiver went through Brenda's pussy. Then Janet raised her beautiful cum-smeared lips away from Brenda's pussy. Janet had a satisfied smile on her face.
"You've had a tough day, little sister," Janet said. "We'll leave you now. We'll give you time to get accustomed to us. Have a good night's sleep!"
Brenda was so tired and satisfied that she was barely aware of Steve and Janet holding hands as they left her bedroom.
CHAPTER THREE
Brenda was sitting at the employment office of Steve's bank. Brenda had been in town for a week and it had been a week like she'd never known before. She was amazed at all the things she'd seen and done. It was a new life for a small town girl.
The day before had been spent buying Brenda new clothes. She was dressed in a simple but expensive skirt and blouse that fit her like a glove. Steve had explained that the bank liked attractive young women working for them, and that the man who was in charge of hiring especially liked attractive women. Steve had assured her that a little flirting was all she needed to do to get a job.
"But I've never worked in a bank before," Brenda had protested.
"Don't worry about it, sugar," Steve said. "A good-looking gal like you will find herself as a secretary in somebody's office. Somebody who likes pretty girls. You won't have any problem. I know all those horny old men at the bank."
Brenda still felt nervous, but she knew she couldn't back out now. The hatchet-faced woman who had taken Brenda's application now came back out of an inner office and told Brenda that she could go in. Brenda straightened her clothes as she walked into the office.
Mr. Robert Johnson sat behind a big desk. He was a younger man than she had expected and kind of good-looking. He had a picture of his wife and children on the desk.
"You're Brenda," he said.
"Yes," she answered.
"Steve told me you'd be coming in. He had high hopes for you, but I've been looking over your application and I can't see where you've had the kind of training we're looking for."
Brenda felt her spirits sink. This was what she'd expected. She wished she had gone ahead and tried to find work in the department store near their apartment. She felt like she could be a good salesperson or something like that.
Brenda sat down and crossed her legs. She let her skirt ride back past her knees and she saw Mr. Johnson looking at her legs.
"However," he said. "You do have possibilities."
"I do?" she said, leaning forward and letting her tits press lewdly against the front of her blouse. It was plain to see that she wasn't wearing a bra and that her big nipples were already hard and pointy. Mr. Johnson cleared his throat. "You really think you might find something for me?" she asked again.
Brenda was beginning to have fun. Mr. Johnson was a lot like the boys back home. He was getting nervous and sweaty at her teasing.
She knew that a man like Steve would have been over his desk and mauling her by now. But Mr. Johnson wasn't quite that brave. Although he was obviously enjoying looking at her. She saw him wiggle in his seat and she wondered if he had a hard-on.
"What kind of work would I be doing, Mr. Johnson?" she asked. "Steve mentioned something about doing some secretary work. I don't really know a lot about that."
"Hmmmm," he said. "I can see that by your application. But perhaps we could find something that doesn't require a lot of skills. Sometimes our secretary's do a lot of special work and public relations."
"That sounds like fun," Brenda said.
"Now don't get me wrong," Johnson said. "It's not going to be that much fun. It's going to require long hours and sometimes working late with the boss."
"I wouldn't mind that," she said.
"Are you sure you don't have a boyfriend who would mind?" he asked. "Sometimes boyfriends can get a little nasty when their girls are working after dark."
"I don't have any boyfriends," she answered. "Not yet. I don't know many people here."
Mr. Johnson stood up and she could see the bulge between his legs. He was walking a little uncomfortably and she giggled. She had always enjoyed the way she turned men on. Now she enjoyed it even more because Steve and Janet had taught her what it was all about.
Robert Johnson moved behind her chair. He had never felt so damned uncomfortable in an interview before. There was something about the sweet look of this young girl that really worked him up. And she was making it obvious that she might not mind a little flirting from him. He put his hand on her shoulder and felt the heat of her body. It seemed to spread through his body and make his cock as hard as a rock.
"Maybe we could work something out," he suggested. "I think we might have a job opening for a woman of your obvious qualifications."
"Oh, thank you, sir," she said, turning so suddenly that his hand brushed across one large tit. He felt the give of her firm tit-flesh and he realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. It made him harder to think of all that hot tit waiting for his fingers.
"Perhaps you could come back later," he suggested. "After business hours when everyone's gone and we could have more time to talk about what kind of job we could give you."
Brenda realized what he had in mind, and she knew what she was going to do. She was only supposed to flirt with him, but there was a perfectly nice couch in the corner. She found herself getting turned on by the situation.
She might not have been interested if he had been an ugly man. But there was something very attractive about this young banker. She was sure he would know how to use that big cock in his trousers.
"I don't think I need to come back after business hours," she said. She got up and locked the door. "I think we have plenty of time right now."
She saw the surprise in his face as she walked toward him. She leaned close enough so that the points of her tits nearly touched him in the chest. She could see the hunger in his eyes.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.
"Oh, God, yes," he answered her. "More than anything I've ever wanted in my life."
"And do I get a job?" she asked.
"You've got one, sugar," he answered her. "But you still have to prove you have talent."
"I'm about to do that," she promised.
Brenda could feel the excitement racing through her. She moved closer to Robert Johnson. Her huge round tits pressed against his chest. His face turned a bright red. She could tell he was itching to grab her, but he was too scared to move.
"Don't be shy, baby," she told him. "Take me in your arms. I won't break. Promise!"
"Goddamn," Robert Johnson said softly. "I don't think I've ever met a woman like you!"
She made the move because he still seemed too nervous to move. She put her arms around his back and pulled him even closer against her. She wiggled her big tits against his chest. She felt him move his crotch against her. His cock felt steely hard as it rubbed against her pussy.
"Ummmmm," she said. "You feel like you're really hot for me."
His hands went around her ass. She felt him cupping her asscheeks and jerking her against him so that she could feel the entire length of his fat cock.
She slid her hand between them and her fingers rubbed across his thick prick. She felt him jerk with pleasure. His hands gripped her ass a little tighter.
She was no longer in control. He was kissing her mouth and ramming his tongue savagely down her throat. He started guiding her over to the couch. His hands moved down the backs of her thighs and under her short skirt. She felt him moving his fingers up her ass until he was caressing her cheeks again. This time there was only the thin fabric of her panties protecting her from his heated fingers.
"You make me feel so good," she whispered.
He pushed her down on the couch. Her legs spread automatically and his hand went between her creamy thighs. She felt his fingertips rubbing across her pussy-lips. She could already feel a burning heat in her cunt.
"Oh, that's right, baby," she moaned. "You know what I like. You know what makes me feel good!"
She slumped down farther on the couch and opened her legs wider. Now his entire hand stroked her pussy-mound. She could feel the electric sparks jumping from her pussy to her swollen tits. As he moved his hands up to caress her tits, she moaned ecstatically.
"Undo me," she told him. "Take my blouse off. Play with my big tits."
Robert acted as if he could hardly wait to get her blouse off and get at her luscious jugs. His fingers fumbled with her buttons. She removed his hand and undid them herself. She pulled the blouse apart and let her grapefruit-sized tits spring out at him. She saw the hungry look in his eyes. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face down to the creamy valley between her soft breasts.
"Suck them," she whispered. "Have yourself a feast. I like having my big tits sucked!"
He started licking her aching nipples. She felt his tongue moving roughly over her tender breasts. She kept stroking the back of his head as she felt both her tits getting covered with his saliva.
He finally opened his mouth wide and took one of her tender nipples between his teeth. He bit down gently and she writhed in pleasure. He started drawing her nipple back and forth between his teeth. Even Steve and Janet had not given her this kind of pleasure. It made her entire body ache with desire.
Again she reached down and rubbed her fingers across his rock-hard cock. He moved so that she could reach it better. Her fingers quickly rubbed up and down the length of his cock.
"God, baby," he groaned. "You don't know what you're doing to me. You don't fucking know."
She knew exactly what she was doing to him as she found the zipper on his trousers and pulled it down. Her hand eased inside the opening. His cock felt so hard. She had to fight with his shorts to get them out of the way. Finally her fingers touched his bare cock-flesh.
"Oh, Jesus," he moaned. "Jesus, your hand feels good!"
She clutched his steely cock and carefully pulled it out of his trousers. She wrapped her fingers around it and started moving her hand up and down. Immediately, she felt a hot spurting of his cock-cream. She felt his sticky jism running over her fingers and she worked her hand faster.
"Not so fast, baby," he pleaded. "You'll make me come too soon, and I want some of your sweet pussy!"
Brenda slowed her hand down but she kept him clutched tightly. He was really sucking and biting on her titties and she could feel a burning fever all over her body. She pushed his head away.
"Let me take my panties off," she moaned.
"Let me take everything off!"
Quickly, Brenda sat up on the couch and began tearing at her clothes. It took her only a few moments to completely undress. She heard him sigh as he stared at her naked body. She could feel the hot heat of his eyes going all over her. He was fucking her with his horny eyes.
"Do you like me?" she asked.
"God, yes," he moaned. "I think you're beautiful!"
He pushed her back on the couch again. This time his lips felt even hungrier. He was sucking on her titties like he was going to devour her. She didn't understand how he got so much of her titty-flesh into his mouth. She could feel his teeth biting her and his tongue running over her nipples.
This time Robert Johnson rose up and he started tearing off his clothes. He had a good body. She reached up and ran her fingers through his curly chest-hair and down to his flat belly. She could sense his trembling excitement.
"Now come on and fuck me," she groaned. "Come and fuck me good! Give me your big hard cock!"
She trembled as he came to the couch. He spread her legs wide and pressed his bloated cock-head against her pussy-lips. She gasped with pleasure as she felt how thick his cock-head was. He was like a young stallion, and he was really ready to fuck her.
"Don't tease me with it," she pleaded. "Give it to me hard. Put that big goddamned thing in my pussy!"
She had been holding her voice down, but now she didn't give a damn if everyone in the bank heard what was going on. The slight pressure of his huge prick-head just felt too good.
She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock. She pulled the swollen head of his cock hard against her pussy. She felt his hard cock-head pop into her cunt. It was what she wanted. She screamed in pleasure and pulled harder at his fat cock.
"Now!" she screamed. "Put it in me all the way. Don't wait any more. Put it in me all the fucking way!"
This time he gave her what she wanted. He thrust forward and she felt his cock sliding into her cunt all the way. He really filled her even better than Steve. She could feel his throbbing cock-head all the way into her belly.
"Good," she groaned. "That feels so good. Do it to me, baby. Fuck me good!"
Robert began to fuck her in slow, delicious strokes. His fat cock filled her so completely that she could hardly understand how he was moving at all. She could feel his bloated cock-head savagely pushing her pussy-lips apart each time he thrust into her cunt.
"That's the way to do it!" she cried. "That's the way I like it. Fuck your whore! Fuck your little office whore!"
She slipped her hands down his back and felt his taut ass. She held onto him tightly as he kept thrusting his hard cock into her cunt. Richard Johnson may have been a sensible type, but he sure knew where to put his big cock.
She felt him change his pace. He was driving deep into her and then lifting himself up when he pulled back. This made his cock rub against her aching clit. It made her crazy. She lifted her legs so that his cock thrust deep inside her pussy.
"You fuck good," she whispered. "You fuck good. I've never been fucked so good!"
His hands moved up to her tits again. He was grabbing them like he couldn't get enough of them. She felt his thumbs tweaking her rigid nipples.
"I'm fucking your ass off," he moaned. "I'm fucking your sweet ass off. You bitch. You sweet fucking bitch! How does it feel, bitch? How does it feel to have my big cock inside you?"
"It feels good," she answered. "Nothing has ever felt so good. You know how to use your prick!"
He was ramming her a little faster. She could hear the wet sounds his cock was making as his swollen cock tore into her. She could feel his hot knob ramming deep into her cunt. She could feel his jism leaking inside her. His jism was mixing with her juices and making his cock slide into her easier.
Brenda could feel the warmth growing in her pussy. She knew it was getting closer to her climax. She raised her legs higher and locked them around his back. She found his mouth and stabbed her tongue inside. She felt the first shivering-spasm shooting through her cunt.
"Oh, that's it!" she cried. "That's what I want. It feels good! It feels so good. You know how to make me come, Mr. Johnson! You know how to make me come! IT FEELS GOOD, SO GOOD!"
It did feel better than she expected. She felt the hot climax shooting through her body. Her juices flooded his thick cock, and he started driving it into her faster. She felt like he was going to drive her right through the couch.
"I love your cock," she moaned. "I love your big cock. Give it to me hard! Give it to me hard. Come in my pussy!"
The couch was slamming against the wall each time he thrust. She had not expected Robert Johnson to get so violent, but he was giving her a fucking like she'd never had before. He acted like he was trying to tear her in half with his huge cock.
"My cock's bigger, bitch," he moaned. "You feel it getting bigger? It's getting ready to shoot my cum in you!"
She couldn't answer because his mouth covered hers again. His tongue was ramming into her mouth almost as fast as his cock was stabbing her cunt. She felt more of his jism leaking into her cunt and she raised her ass off the couch.
"I'm ready for it, baby!" she cried. "I'm ready for it. Shoot it in me. Shoot your cum in me!"
He moved his mouth to her throat and she felt him biting her. She had never known anyone to get so turned on. She felt one of his hands playing in her thick blonde hair.
"I'm coming!" he screamed. "I'm coming. I'm going to shoot my cum! I'm going to fucking come in your pussy! Feel my cum? Feel it shooting in your pussy? FEEL IT!"
He rammed into her deeply and she felt his cum shooting into her cunt. She loved nothing better than dripping cum in her cunt and onto her thighs. She moved her ass quickly to drain every drop of his precious jism.
"That's right," she moaned. "Shoot it all in me. Shoot every drop!"
He kept moving his cock into her pussy for what seemed like hours before his prick went soft and slipped out of her. She felt his cock rubbing against the creamy insides of her thighs.
"That felt wonderful," she whispered. "And you don't really have to give me a job."
"Baby," Robert Johnson said. "You're not going anywhere else to work. This company couldn't afford to let a woman like you get away!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Brenda was surprised at how well she enjoyed her new job. Mostly her job was acting as a receptionist and running small errands for the bank officers. She was also surprised that none of the other bank officers tried to fuck her. Even Mr. Johnson left her alone now that she was actually working for the bank.
Brenda didn't mind the lack of sex. Steve was sneaking into her room every other night and he was keeping her satisfied. Still, there were quite a few good-looking men in the bank, and it would have been nice if some of them showed an interest in her.
On the first day of her second week at the job, one of the bank officers gave Brenda some forms to be filled out by a bank client. He lived on the other side of town and Brenda was supposed to carry the forms to him.
Brenda didn't understand. She had only been there a short time, but she knew enough to know that this was not the way transactions were usually carried out.
Brenda quit being puzzled when Steve took her aside. He looked a little nervous about her trip.
"Listen, baby," he said. "John Douglas is a very important man to this bank. He not only has a part ownership but he has a lot of money inside. He can get people hired and fired with just a snap of his fingers. That's why you're being sent out there. Nobody likes to go."
"You mean he might fire me if I do something he doesn't like?"
"Baby," Steve answered. "John Douglas could not only fire you, but prevent you from getting a job in this town again. He's a very important man."
Now it was Brenda's turn to be nervous. She took a taxi to John Douglas' home, and all the way she kept telling herself that there was nothing to be frightened of. She was just an errand girl delivering some papers. What could she possibly do wrong?
When the cab pulled up in front of John Douglas' house, Brenda felt herself getting even more nervous. It was a beautiful home, and it looked like it was worth millions. It was the kind of house a very rich man would live in.
A butler came out and opened the door and paid off the taxi driver. He didn't say anything to Brenda and she meekly followed him through the big double doors and into a luxurious hallway.
"Just follow the hallway," the butler said. "Mr. Douglas is in the study."
Brenda did as she was told. She found John Douglas seated behind a huge desk. He looked up and she saw a little glimmer of interest in his eyes.
"You must be the new girl at the bank," he said. "They said they were sending a new girl. I didn't think she'd be so pretty."
"Thank you, sir," she said.
"I'm told you're from a small town. How do you like our big city?"
"I like it, sir," she answered.
Brenda kept nervously answering more of his questions about her past life and what she was doing now. She wondered how he knew so much about her life and her family. He seemed to enjoy her nervous appearance. She didn't like him very much.
Finally he told her to sit down and he took her papers. She sat very primly in a chair in front of the desk. She didn't want him getting any ideas. She wanted to be out of this house as quickly as she could.
"Hmmm," he said finally, after taking a few minutes to look over the papers. "Everything seems to be in order. Oh, damn!"
Brenda felt her heart jump. John Douglas had turned a fiery shade of red and she hoped it wasn't her who had made him angry. She saw him crumple up a few of the papers.
"That brother-in-law of yours. Doesn't he check these fucking things before he signs them?"
"I guess so, sir," she answered.
"Well, he didn't check this shit. It begins to look like I'm going to have to find me a new bank manager."
Brenda had been scared before, but it was nothing to the fright she was feeling now. She realized that John Douglas was talking about firing Steve. She couldn't let that happen.
"Perhaps it was someone else who made the mistake, sir," she suggested.
"No, goddamn it, it was your brother-in-law. You know, I've never liked him much. I think this is a good time to send him elsewhere for employment."
John reached for the phone, but he kept his eyes on the young woman in front of him. He recognized the signs. She was feeling guilty because she thought she'd made some kind of mistake that had gotten Steve fired. Actually, he had no intention of firing Steve. Steve was a damn good worker and he had a wife that made a man's balls ache just to look at her.
John had tried a couple of times to get into the wife's panties, but she was just too quick for him.
But this young girl was different. She was as good looking as Steve's wife, maybe a little better. And she had an aura of vulnerability about her. A bluff like this wouldn't have worked with Janet.
"Please, don't fire him," Brenda said. She was near tears.
"Why not?" he asked.
"You're just mad right now. Why can't you wait a few minutes until you calm down. Maybe I could do something to make you feel better?"
"Maybe you could," he answered. "The door locks from the inside."
Brenda understood what he wanted, but she was willing to do anything to keep Steve from being fired. She went to the door and locked it. When she turned back around, he had moved around to sit down on the edge of his desk.
"Show me your tits," he said.
Brenda felt numb as she started undoing the buttons on her blouse. This time was different than it had been with Steve and Robert. Neither of them had really forced her to do anything. This time it was almost like rape.
She undid the buttons all the way down the front and shrugged out of her blouse. She was wearing a simple black bra that barely contained her two round tits. Her titty-flesh spilled over the tip of the bra and seemed to be trying to break out.
"Very nice," John said. "Now the bra. I can tell you have a nice pair, but go ahead and show them to me."
John's cock wouldn't have felt so hard if it hadn't been for the fact that the young girl obviously didn't want to do this. John felt filled with stud power as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.
"Hurry up, cunt," John said softly. "I don't have all day. Do you want me to pick up the phone right now? I'm still mad."
Brenda sighed as she let the bra fall to the floor. Her twin peaks jumped out hard and proud, capped with her dark-brown nipples. John could feel the dryness on his tongue.
"Baby," he said. "I've seen tits before, but those are a work of art! Jesus, you're something!"
He didn't let her move for a few minutes. He just sat there and feasted on the shape of her beautiful tits. It made Brenda feel more ill at ease than she had ever felt.
"All right, young lady," John said. "Now the rest of it. Strip it all off, cunt!"
Brenda was openly sobbing now. She had never felt so helpless as she pulled down her skirt and kicked it off. She had worn her garter belt that morning and she saw John's eyes widen at the sight. She had on no panties and he could see the thick hair of her blonde pussy surrounded by the dark black of the garter.
"Jesus Christ," he said, rubbing the front of his trousers. "This morning you came here asking for it. Jesus!"
He made her turn for him. He posed her in a number of positions so he could look right into the pink lips of her cunt. She had never felt so much like a cunt. And all the time she could see his cock getting harder against his trousers.
"Come here, cunt," he said. "Sit in my lap and let me suck on those big tits!"
She went to him and settled herself into his lap. She didn't like the sudden shivery feeling that went through her when his lips touched her nipple. She didn't want to enjoy this. She was just doing it for Steve. She didn't like this man.
But as he started moving his lips from one swollen nipple to the other, she could feel her excitement starting to grow. She tried to think of other things, but it was hard not to concentrate on the gentle nibbling at her titties.
He lifted her up and sat her down on the gently carpeted floor. Then he started exploring her body with his hands and tongue. His mouth seemed to move all over her body. His tongue touched her quivering flesh and caused her to tremble.
She didn't want this to happen, but he was turning her on.
She closed her thighs tightly together but that didn't help the quivering desire that was shooting through them. Her pussy-juice was already wetting her pubic hair.
"Give in to it, baby," he told her. "You know you like it. Just give in to it!"
His mouth started sucking hard at one of her creamy titties. She felt the gentle pulling of his teeth and that made her even hotter. He was right. No matter how she disliked this man, she couldn't pretend that she didn't like what he was doing to her.
"Oh, God," she moaned softly. "You don't know what you're doing to me."
"I know what I'm doing, bitch," he told her.
"I'm going to make you crazy for cock!"
His hot mouth kept moving from one creamy tit to the other. She could feel his tongue working on her hard nipples. She quit holding back and she started squirming with hunger, her shapely ass rubbing against the hard bulge in his trousers.
"That's the way I like it, bitch," he told her. "That's what I want. Rub your fine ass against my cock. You fucking cunt. Rub your ass, you cunt!"
Her ass squirmed faster against his rock-hard cock. She bent her mouth to his. She felt his tongue stabbing deep into her mouth. She moaned as she pressed her mouth harder against his.
She felt his hands moving between them and caressing her tits. His hands took up where his mouth left off. He was getting her as hot as she'd ever been.
Suddenly he pushed her out of his lap. He had a strange expression on his face as he looked her up and down. She could feel goosepimples breaking out at the places where his eyes touched. This man knew how to make her hot just by looking at her.
"Damn," he said. "You're something else, bitch. You're really something else. Let your hair down."
She obeyed his command. She had worn a braid that morning that kept her hair up on her head. Now she undid it and let her blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. He licked his lips.
"Christ," he moaned. "You make me hard as hell just looking at you. You're perfect, cunt, just perfect."
Next he commanded her to undress him. She immediately bent to his command. She peeled off his shirt and undershirt, and his shoes and socks. She peeled off his trousers to find that he wasn't wearing any shorts. His fat cock sprang up immediately. It wasn't all that big, but it looked powerful.
"Feel it, bitch," he commanded.
She was still on her knees after having pulled his trousers off his feet. Now she moved between his hairy legs and she took his throbbing cock in her fingers. She laced her hot fingers around his staff and began moving her hand up and down.
His cock felt smaller than Steve's, but it seemed to pound against her fingers. She felt a little jism leaking out of the rosy crown of his cock wetting her fingers.
"My cum, bitch," he said. "That's my cum. You like that, bitch? Taste it. Show me how much you like it!"
She looked up in surprise. She had not expected this. She could feel his sticky jism on the ends of her fingers, but she had really never considered tasting it. Now she remembered how much Janet had enjoyed licking out her husband's jism from Brenda's cunt.
"Taste it, bitch," he urged.
She had no choice. Actually, she didn't have to be forced. She was already bringing her fingers to her lips and tasting the salty flavor of his jism. She sucked his jism off the ends of her fingers and she heard him sigh.
"I knew it, bitch," he groaned. "You're a natural cock-sucker. Now kiss it for me. Use your tongue and lips on it, cunt!"
She put her head down. Her tongue licked at the massive head of his throbbing prick. She treated it like an all-day sucker. Her tongue went all the way around his prick-head and she tasted more of his jism in her mouth.
"God," he groaned. "You're doing good, baby. You're doing good!"
She licked down the long length of his prick to his balls. Her wet warm mouth covered his balls and he almost shot his wad right then. He would have enjoyed seeing his jism dripping off her innocent-looking cheeks, but he wanted to come in her mouth even more.
He felt her teeth nipping gently at his heavy cum-filled sac. He put both his hands on the back of her head and guided her lips back up his prick.
"Now we're through playing around," he groaned. "Now I want you to suck me. Now I want you to really work on my fucking cock!"
Brenda had never dreamed she would do anything like this. She didn't think anyone could have forced her to do it if she hadn't really wanted to.
The truth was she wanted to suck it!
She could smell the strong odor of his cock-meat as she put her lips back against the rubbery head. She could feel her heart pounding in excitement as she opened her lips. She let his cock-head slide over her tongue and between her teeth.
Immediately, her entire body seemed to be filled with the smell and taste of cock-meat. She let his cock rest on her tongue for a few minutes.
"You sweet bitch," he moaned. "That feels so fucking good. Now take it all the way into your mouth. Swallow it, cunt!"
She was almost as excited as he was. She took his long, thick prick all the way down her throat. She almost choked on the thickness of his cockmeat, but she managed to get his prick into her throat all the way to his heavy balls.
"Oh, Christ," he moaned. "You're sucking all the way. You've got my cock in your mouth all the fucking way. Jesus, it feels good! It feels good!"
She kept his cock all the way in her throat for a few moments. She could feel his throbbing cock-head against the deepest part of her throat. She could feel his balls resting against her chin. She had never dreamed she could suck a man this far.
She pulled her head back and let her teeth skim against his throbbing cock-meat. She pulled at his sensitive cock-head with her lips and tongue. He grabbed the back of her head a little tighter and crammed his meat back into her mouth.
"Suck it, cunt," he groaned. "Suck my fucking cock. Shit, it feels so good!"
She began to bob her head up and down. She could feel every inch of his delicious cock-meat as it moved in and out of her lips. She could already feel his cum dripping onto her tongue and down the back of her throat.
"Play with my balls," he groaned. "My balls. Play with my fucking balls."
Her hands moved up the insides of his thighs and she began to caress his balls. Her fingertips moved over them gently in the same rhythm of her bobbing head.
"Shit, baby," he moaned. "Your hair feels so good on my cock. It feels so good on my cock!"
She realized that the ends of her hair were brushing against his cock and across his legs each time she moved her head. She started moving her head faster. She could already feel a swelling in his cock-head and she knew that he was getting close to shooting his cum into her mouth.
"You fucking cunt," he groaned. "You're making me so fucking crazy! I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm getting close to shooting my fucking wad! I want you to swallow it, bitch. Swallow it! SWALLOW IT, BITCH, SWALLOW IT!"
He rammed into her as deep as he could. She suddenly felt the hot gush of his cum into her mouth. She started gagging and swallowing, but she could already feel his cum dripping out of the corners of her mouth and wetting her chin. She kept sucking frantically at the end of his pumping cock. She swallowed as much as she could, but she still felt like her face and lips had been covered in sticky jism. She finally felt his cock growing limp and slipping out of her mouth.
"That was fantastic, bitch," he said. "Now for your reward."
"My reward?" she questioned.
"Sure," he answered. "I can't let you go home in that condition. My butler will take good care of you!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Brenda felt too numb to move as John Douglas left the room. Surely he couldn't have meant what she thought he meant. He didn't mean that he was going to let the butler fuck her. Brenda had to draw the line somewhere. She wasn't some kind of whore to be fucked by anyone with a dick.
Brenda started picking up her clothes, but she was too late.
John Douglas had returned and he had brought the butler with him. Brenda hadn't had much of a chance to look at the butler when she'd first arrived. Now she saw that he was a huge, muscular, red-faced man, and he was looking at her with obvious lust.
Brenda tried to cover up a little, but John Douglas wasn't going to have that.
"Don't be foolish, dear," he said. "I want to watch Eddie fuck you, and you know you need a cock."
"I'm not some kind of whore," Brenda protested. "I don't want to be handed around."
"You'll do as I tell you," John Douglas said. "Or I'll pick up the phone and call the bank. Besides, you'll like it."
Eddie watched the young woman shrug her shoulders in resignation. Eddie knew his boss liked to watch people fuck. He especially liked to watch Eddie fuck because Eddie had such a huge cock that most women couldn't believe.
Eddie didn't mind. He was in a horny mood most of the time. This young woman was probably the best looking woman Eddie had ever had. Her garter belt really made Eddie's cock hard.
"Get up on the desk," Eddie told her as he started to undress.
Brenda just couldn't believe this could happen. She lifted herself up on the desk. She could see Eddie looked hungrily between her legs. She didn't bother closing her thighs. She couldn't see hiding something from him that he was going to have in just a few minutes.
Neither did she take her eyes off Eddie. She felt a little excited herself. She was ashamed to admit it, but her pussy was throbbing with desire. Sucking John's cock had made her horny, and now she couldn't even turn herself off when she knew she was about to be savagely used.
Eddie's body was thick and muscular. She had never seen so much hair on a man. He looked like an ape or something. She caught her breath when she saw the half-hard bulge pressing against the front of his shorts.
"Show it to her, Eddie," John Douglas said. "Show her what she's going to get!"
It was insane. She just couldn't believe he could be that big. She felt a dryness in her mouth as he peeled his shorts down his thick legs and let his cock free. He was that big! His cock was huge. It looked like some kind of thick club. It was a weapon instead of a cock.
He walked over to her. His cock brushed against her tits. It gave her a feeling she'd never felt before. He leaned over and kissed her mouth. She could feel the hot sparks going through her body.
"I have to touch it," she whispered. "I just can't believe it's real."
He laughed as she reached out and put her hand on his thick cock. It was hard to believe it was real. Her fingers laced around the thick cock and she could feel the pulsating excitement going through her fingers and making her tits swell up even harder than before.
"Kiss it," Eddie urged. "Kiss it like you did John's. Take it in your cock-sucking mouth."
"It's too big to get into my mouth," she whispered.
"You can do it," he told her. "Take it in your mouth."
He had his hands on the back of her head and there was nothing else she could do. She moved her head forward and touched her lips to the head of his cock. She felt him shiver. Immediately, she felt his salty cock-cream staining her lips. She opened her mouth wider and she let his rubbery cock-head slide into her mouth.
Somehow she felt his cock getting harder. She could feel it throbbing against her tongue. She let it go into her mouth farther, but she was already straining. His cock was just so big.
"Kiss my balls, bitch," Eddie told her.
Eddie pulled his cock out of her mouth and let her kiss his balls. He stood quietly while her tongue worked on his balls. In a few minutes she had his balls covered with saliva. She started sucking his heavy sac into her mouth while she tongue-kissed his balls.
"That's good, baby," he said. "But show me how much you like it. Kiss me lower. Kiss my asshole."
He moved so that she could run her tongue into the crack of his ass. Somehow she couldn't question anything he wanted her to do. All the while she licked him, she was aware of John standing near.
"Now my balls again," he moaned. "Kiss and suck my balls. They're full of cum for you!"
Licking and sucking his dick and asshole was having an effect on her. She had been hot to begin with, but now her body was burning with desire for his huge cock. She was half-afraid he would kill her when he put it in her pussy.
She moved her lips back up to the head of his cock and gingerly took it into her mouth. She let it slide over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She moved her head back and kissed the tiny hole in the tip. She tasted more of his hot cock-cream.
She started bobbing her head faster, and she was evidently getting to him. He pulled her head back and rubbed his foamy cock-head against her red lips. His cock tasted so good, she almost wished she could put it back into her mouth.
But John had other ideas.
"Fuck her, Eddie," he urged. "Put your big cock inside. Make her squirm with pleasure. Make her beg for it!"
Eddie pushed her back on the desk just a little. Then he moved forward so that he could touch his cock against the insides of her thighs. She squirmed with pleasure. She could feel his wet cum dripping on the insides of her thighs.
"Yes," she moaned. "Put it in me. I want to feel it. Put your big cock in my cunt!"
He didn't move forward right away. Instead, he rubbed his prick-head back and forth against her pussy-lips. It made her crazy. She slid forward on the desk and tried to suck his prick-head into her pussy. Nothing worked. He just wouldn't put it in.
"Beg for it, cunt," Eddie demanded. "Beg for my big cock and I'll give it to you."
She wouldn't degrade herself that much. She couldn't. But she could feel the fires burning in her body. She knew she needed his cock more than she'd ever needed anything.
She reached down and found his swollen prick. She tried to jerk him forward. He wouldn't move. She kept tugging at his prick as if she could force him to put his huge cock inside her. But he only laughed at her and kept his swollen knob against her pussy-lips.
"Fuck me with it," she moaned. "Fuck me with it, you bastard!"
"Beg me, baby," he said. "Let the boss hear you begging for it like a bitch in heat. You know you want it, baby! Now beg for it."
She could see John Douglas smiling. He had moved closer so that he wouldn't miss anything that happened between them. Brenda felt sick to her stomach. She was being used like some kind of animal, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Beg, bitch," Eddie insisted.
There was nothing else she could do.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "Please, fuck me. I need it so bad. I've never needed anything so bad! Please, give it to me! I want to be fucked by your big cock! Please, fuck me!"
That was all that Eddie needed to hear. He was glad she had given in. He didn't think he could have lasted another few seconds. He could actually feel her tight pussy-lips sucking at his cock, and he knew he would never get the chance to fuck anyone as nice as Brenda.
"Now you're going to get it, cunt," he moaned. "Now you're going to fucking get it!"
She was moaning and rubbing her wet pussy against him. He leaned over and tasted one of her creamy tits. He felt his cock slide past her pussy-lips so that he was inside her tight pussy. He felt her moving her ass back and forth along the desk.
"It's so big," she whispered. "I've never felt a cock so big! It'll kill me!"
Brenda didn't act like she was afraid of being killed. Her ass was still sliding back and forth. Each movement caused his cock to thrust deeper into her hungry pussy. He did have the biggest cock she'd ever felt. He was only halfway inside her and already she felt filled. He groaned as he stabbed forward savagely. She finally felt the rest of his cock tear into her pussy.
"Oh, God," she said, gasping for breath. "You're going to tear me in half with that thing!"
"It's the best fucking you'll ever get," Eddie said. "You'll never have any better!"
"Quit bragging and fuck me," Brenda moaned.
Brenda didn't know about it being the best cock she'd ever had, but it had to be close to it. Eddie started moving in and out of her cunt slowly. She felt like her entire body was filled with cock. She felt like his huge knob was sliding into her belly far enough up to choke her.
She had closed her eyes when he thrust into her, and now she opened them again.
John Douglas moved closer still. He had his half-hard cock in one hand and he was stroking it as he watched them fuck. A few minutes before and Brenda might have been ashamed of him watching them this way. But now she could think of nothing but the huge prick that so deliciously filled her pussy.
"You make me feel so good," she whispered. "Your cock makes me feel so good!"
It wasn't that Eddie's cock was so big, he also knew how to use it. He wasn't hurting her with his deep thrusts, but he was managing to increase her desire as his rock-hard cock rubbed every sensitive place in her pussy.
She could feel his rigid cock-head coming into contact with her hard clit each time he thrust. It made her crazy. She found herself moving a little faster and wrapping her arms around his back. Her fingers clawed at his back.
"Oh, Eddie," she moaned. "Give it to me good, please. Give me every inch! Fuck me hard!"
He kept up his slow pace for a few minutes longer. Then she felt his hands come between them as he grabbed her tits. He grabbed them tightly and his huge cock started slamming into her with piston-like strokes. She could already feel his hot cock-head growing inside her. She was afraid he would come too soon.
"Not yet," John Douglas said. "Don't come yet, Eddie. I want to see you fuck doggie-style!"
Eddie slowed down his rhythm and she breathed a sigh. Then she thought of what John had said.
Doggie-style! That could only mean he would turn her around and fuck her from behind. She had never done that before and it both frightened and excited her.
"All right, bitch," Eddie said. "Let's show the boss how you can really shake your ass!"
He pulled his hard cock out of her and he forced her to turn over on her belly. She was lying with her tits pressed against the cold top of the desk with her legs dangling off the back. She felt Eddie spreading her legs.
Eddie moved up behind her until she felt his swollen cock-head rubbing her pussy from behind. He didn't drive into her right away. Instead, he rubbed his cock up and down her steaming pussy-slit. She started begging and shaking her ass.
"That's right, bitch," John Douglas said. "Now you're getting the idea! You're starting to learn what you're good for!"
Then Eddie rammed his prick into her cunt from behind. She was startled by how deep he got his big cock. This time she felt like he really was going to tear her in half. It was a few minutes before she could make herself move against him.
"Oh, God," she groaned. "That feels great. That feels so great. I've never felt anything so good!"
Now she knew he was done playing around with her, He hardly gave her a chance to breathe as he began ramming his huge cock up her pussy-hole. This time his fucking was brutal and he got deep into her belly with each stroke.
"That's right, Eddie," John Douglas said. "Give it to her good. Fuck her good and hard!"
She had her face against the desk, but she could still see John Douglas. His cock had grown hard again and he was slowly running his hand up and down his swollen staff. She could see a little bit of cum on the tip of his hard cock.
"Fuck her, Eddie," he said again. "Fuck the little cunt's ass off. Show her what a hard cock can do!"
Eddie acted as if he was trying to fuck her ass off. He was giving it to her as hard as he could. She could feel his swollen cock touching every part of her cunt. She could feel a weak quivering on the insides of her thighs. It hurt to move on the desk, but she found herself doing it anyway. She slammed her ass back against him so that she could get his brutal prick in even deeper.
"I love it!" she cried. "I love your cock. Give it to me. Give it to me hard!"
He was trying to tear her apart with his prick. She found she could no longer look at John Douglas. She could only concentrate on the sweet fire in her cunt.
"I'm coming!" she cried. "Oh, God, I'm coming, and it feels so fucking good. It's making me tremble all over! Oh, fuck me, fuck me, FUUUCK ME!"
She felt her body shaking as sweet spasms of pleasure slashed through her. She almost shook him off. She felt helpless as a baby when she finally stopped shaking. She felt her pussy-juices flooding his swollen cock and making it easier for him to fuck her.
"That's the way to go, baby," John Douglas said. "You've come. He's made you come. I like to watch a woman go crazy like that. Now keep fucking her, Eddie. Keep fucking her hard!"
Eddie was still ramming his hard prick into her, and she could feel his prick growing a little. She knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his jism.
Eddie's big hands went underneath her and found her big tits. He squeezed them and held her firm while he fucked her. She felt him driving his cock into her cunt a little faster.
"Come on her ass," John said. "I want to see you shooting your fucking jism all over her beautiful ass, Eddie! Come on her fucking ass!"
Eddie was trembling as he rammed into her a few more times and then suddenly pulled his huge cock out of her wet pussy. He put his cock down between her asscheeks and Brenda felt the first hot spurt of his jism. She turned her face so that she could see it better.
She was looking into the tiny pink hole at the tip of his cock. She saw the next high spurt of his jism. She felt it on the back of her neck and between her shoulder blades. She felt it running down the crack of her ass. He had plenty of cum and she could feel it wet her all over.
"Fantastic," John Douglas said. "Fucking fantastic!"
John Douglas had a hard-on that wouldn't quit. He always got horny when he watched Eddie fuck. He especially liked the listless look some of the women got when they had been fucked by Eddie. Brenda didn't look so bad. She had given Eddie as much fucking as he had given her. It was still enough to make John's cock hard.
"Turn around, baby," John said. "You've still got a hard cock to take care of!"
Brenda was on her back again and she was attacked like a wild animal. She could hardly take a breath before he was ramming his long thick cock into her cunt. She gasped as she felt his piston-like fucking. He was really turned on.
"You're hard," she whispered. "You're so fucking hard!"
"I got hard watching you, bitch," he groaned.
"I got hard watching you shake your ass for Eddie. You were really putting out for him. You were really working that pussy!"
"Yes," Brenda moaned. "I was working my pussy. His big cock felt so good inside me. But yours feels good, too. Your cock makes me quiver!"
His hands went underneath her and he was grasping her ass. He held her up off the desk while he savagely rammed her. She felt his cock-head getting bigger. She could feel the first leaking ,of his prick-head into her pussy.
"Give it to me," she moaned. "Shoot your wad in my cunt! I'm your cunt, baby! I'm your fucking pussy! Give it to me! Shoot your hot wad in my pussy!"
Her words seemed to get him hotter. She felt another spurt of his cum into her pussy. She felt his hands clenching her asscheeks tighter.
"Baby," he groaned. "I'm coming. I'm shooting off! Oh, shit, it feels good! I'm shooting it in your pussy! I'M FUCKING SHOOTING IT!"
He savagely rammed against her and she felt the contraction of his balls and then the hot spurting of his cum into her pussy. She tightened her cunt-walls around his cock and began to slide her ass back and forth along the desk. She wanted to coax every drop of his cum out of his prick. She didn't want him to have any complaints.
She finally felt his prick going limp.
"Goddamn," he moaned. "You can really give a mean fuck. You can really tear a man up!"
"You're not so bad yourself," Brenda answered honestly.
CHAPTER SIX
As soon as Brenda got to work the next morning, she was told that Mr. Baldwin wanted to see her. Mr. Baldwin was a very important officer of the bank. Brenda had never done any work for him, and she was curious as to what he wanted.
A very pretty secretary met Brenda at the door to the office and told her to go right in. Mr. Baldwin was expecting her.
Brenda had never been in this section of the bank. It was a huge building and most of Brenda's time had been spent in the lower offices. This was the penthouse office where everything was plush and expensive-looking.
Mr. Baldwin's office was almost like an apartment. In fact, Brenda had been told that Mister Baldwin actually had an apartment on one side of his office. She had never believed it until she saw how nice the room was.
She was surprised at Mr. Baldwin. William Baldwin, Bill to his friends, was young and good-looking. He had dark hair and a trim shape. He was the kind that Brenda had often fallen for when she was younger. He looked somewhat like a movie star, and Brenda was glad she had worn her short red skirt and tight white blouse. She was also glad she'd let her hair hang free instead of putting it up. She wanted to impress Bill Baldwin.
"You must be Brenda," he said, getting up and coming around his desk. He surprised her by shaking her hand. "I've been hearing a lot of nice things about you."
"You have?" she asked.
"I sure have. Mr. Douglas called and told me how much he liked you."
Brenda felt herself getting hot, and she hoped she wasn't blushing. She didn't like thinking about how turned on she'd gotten with Mr. Douglas and his butler.
"I'm glad I could please him," she said.
Bill sat down on his desk and his eyes went to her long legs. She didn't bother pulling her skirt down. She already knew that he had called her into his office for a special reason. He had found out what had happened at John Douglas' house and now he wanted some of the same-some good fucking.
Brenda was starting to wonder about herself. Before she had moved to the city, she was shocked if a boy tried to put his hand on her tit. Now it seemed like she was ready to fuck at just the mere mention of her name. She wasn't sure she liked what she was turning into.
"I'm sure you like to do a good job," he said. "I guess you like to keep the boss happy!"
"I do like to please," Brenda said with a tired sigh.
"Do you know why I've called you to my office?" he asked.
"I have an idea," Brenda said.
Bill's hot, blue eyes went back to her long legs. It was hard to believe that this gorgeous little piece had actually sucked John Douglas' cock and let the butler fuck her across the desk. She looked so innocent. Bill could feel a dryness in his mouth as he looked at the points of her firm tits pushing at the front of her blouse.
"I want you to be a personal secretary for me,"
Bill said. "Your job would be to act as a sort of public relations person for certain special clients."
"You mean I'm supposed to keep your clients happy by fucking them," Brenda said harshly.
Bill looked pained. The young woman still had a lot of country in her. No city woman would have put it so bluntly. She would have enjoyed her job and still kept her self-respect by not actually talking about what she was doing.
"I didn't say that," Bill said.
"But that's what you meant," Brenda said.
Brenda was starting to feel angry. She didn't have any intention of turning into some kind of whore for the company. She wanted to keep her job, but not that badly.
"I won't do it," Brenda said.
"It's a good opportunity," Bill said.
Bill could feel his cock getting as stiff as it had ever been. He didn't think he'd ever been turned on as much by a woman. He could tell she was thinking about leaving, and he couldn't let that happen. He immediately got up and walked to his bar.
"All right," Bill said. "I won't force you to take the job. I couldn't do that. You can keep the job you have now. And just so that you know there are no hard feelings, I'll fix you a drink!"
Bill fixed it very strong. She took it from him and sipped it. She could feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her body. Bill sat down near her and began to talk about the bank. He was a charming man when he wanted to be. And Brenda was again aware of how sexy he was. He was about the best looking man she'd seen at the bank.
She asked him about his wife and children, but he quickly skipped over them. She knew he didn't want to talk about his family when he was trying to get into her panties, but she liked teasing him.
"Would you like to see my apartment?" he asked.
"Your apartment?" she asked innocently. "You mean, you have an apartment here?"
"Sure," he said.
He took her hand and led her into the back of his office, through a door, and into a luxurious bedroom. There was a huge four-poster bed and a giant screen on the wall facing the bed. There was a movie projector near the bed and another bar.
"What's this?" Brenda asked.
"Oh," Bill said. "I guess I forgot to put the movie up."
"You watch movies back here?" Brenda asked. "Sometimes," Bill said. "What movie is it?" Brenda asked. She didn't wait for an answer. She sat down on the edge of the bed and flipped the switch that turned on the movie. Bill didn't try and stop her. He wanted to see how shocked she would be when she found out what she was watching.
Bill fixed another drink and handed it to her. She had finished her first one. Bill sat down next to her and let his leg brush against hers. He put his hand on her knee and she didn't try to brush it away.
The movie was a good quality porno film. It began with a little dark-haired girl watching some men swimming. She followed one of the muscular young men into a dressing room. The dark-haired girl looked to be a young teenager as she stood in the doorway of the dressing room and watched a muscular young man peel off his bathing trunks.
Bill heard Brenda gasp when the young man revealed a magnificent cock. The young man turned and saw the dark-haired girl watching him. He grinned and rubbed his hand down the length of his cock. His prick started to harden.
The young man motioned for the girl to come closer. She did. He was still rubbing his cock and it came up as hard as rock, glistening with cum.
"Oh, my God," Brenda said softly. "This is a dirty movie."
Brenda had never seen one before. She couldn't seem to take her eyes away from it. The young man was still rubbing his cock. The young girl had gotten close enough to touch his massive prick.
The young man took the little girl's hand and pressed it against his heated cock-flesh. Brenda could see the little girl licking her lips as she rubbed her hand back and forth along the hard cock.
"But she's just a baby," Brenda said.
"Ummmm," Bill said. "But she's a good-looking baby!"
The young dark-headed girl was rubbing a little harder. Now the muscular young man put his hands on top of the dark-haired girl's head. Brenda could see her struggling against what he wanted her to do. But it was a lost hope. She finally went down on her knees in front of the young man.
The camera moved closer so that Brenda could see the expression on the little girl's face as she started pressing her lips against the young man's swollen prick.
Bill's hand moved a little farther up Brenda's leg. She didn't complain. The movie was making her hot. Already she could feel her swollen tits trying to break free of her blouse. And her pussy was dripping juice.
"God," Brenda said softly. "I've never seen anything like this!"
Bill kissed her mouth and she let her tongue stab quickly into his lips. She felt weak and shivered all over. Bill's hand went up her leg even farther. His fingers went underneath her skirt and he was touching the heated inner flesh of her creamy thighs.
The little girl was now kissing the head of the young man's cock. Brenda could see her tongue licking around the sensitive hole and she could actually see creamy cum dripping from her young lips.
Brenda felt Bill undoing her blouse, but she didn't have the strength to stop him. She didn't want to do anything but watch the action on the screen.
The dark-haired girl had put the head of the young man's cock between her lips. She was slowly pushing her face into the young man's crotch and taking his swollen prick deep into her throat. Brenda watched as the young man's cock was completely swallowed by the young girl.
"My God," Brenda said softly. "How can she take it all?"
"It's all in the technique," Bill said, laughing.
Bill had her blouse unbuttoned and he was reaching behind her to undo her bra. Brenda leaned forward so that he could reach it easily. He unhooked her bra snaps and pulled the twin cups away from her itchy, swollen tits.
"Baby, you're beautiful," Bill said. "You're as beautiful as they said you'd be. You've got a pair of tits as good as any I've ever seen in any movie!"
On the screen, the dark-haired girl was frantically sucking the young man's cock. Brenda still couldn't understand how such a young girl could take so much of that cock. It seemed like every inch was going into the young girl's mouth.
"Jesus," Brenda moaned. "Jesus, that's fantastic. I've never dreamed anybody would make movies like this!"
"It gets better," Bill said as he lowered his face and began to gobble on her hard round tits. Her grapefruit-sized tits were so big that Bill was having trouble getting more than half of one into his mouth. He spit it out and began chewing on her hard brown nipple.
Brenda couldn't see how it could get any better. The film had her really worked up. Her tits felt so hard and sensitive. She couldn't remember getting this worked up.
Another muscular young man walked into the bath house. He looked surprised when he saw what was going on, but then a slow grin came across his face. He quickly slipped his swim trunks down his hairy legs to reveal another huge cock.
Brenda felt her heart hammering as she watched him walk over to the girl. He put his arms around her from behind. His hands covered her small titties. Brenda saw the little girl stiffen as she felt the second young man playing with her titties. But she never stopped sucking on the first young man.
The second young man was undressing the girl as he started rubbing his half-hard prick against the backs of her thighs. The young girl's skirt had already ridden up high enough to reveal her panties.
Now the young man she was sucking made her move away and both young men started stripping her. Brenda knew how the young girl felt. She could feel those young men's hands touching her own body, starting fires in her pussy and tits.
Now Bill was pulling down the zipper on Brenda's skirt and she didn't give a damn. Her entire body was on fire and it didn't matter what her boss wanted to do to her. She found herself wanting to feel his naked body against hers.
She started undoing the buttons on his shirt. He was not wearing an undershirt and she felt the soft hairs of his chest.
"Oh, honey," she moaned. "You don't know what you're doing to me. You don't know what all this is doing to me!"
Brenda turned her eyes back to the screen. The dark-haired girl was now sitting on one youngster's belly. She was sliding down and lifting herself so that she was above the young boy's rigid cock. Her fingers found the pulsating cock and she slowly guided it up to her dripping pussy.
Brenda saw the young girl's mouth open in a wide circle as she sat down on the boy and drew his cock all the way up into her pussy. At the same time, the other young man stood in front of her and began rubbing his cum-tipped cock against her lips and cheeks.
Brenda could have fainted from pleasure as she saw the young girl take one cock into her mouth while she bounced slowly up and down on the other hard prick.
"I told you that the film gets better," Bill said.
Bill had taken her skirt off and was now pulling at her panties. Brenda didn't fight as he pulled her yellow panties down her legs. Brenda kicked them off and then spread her creamy thighs for his hot hand.
She felt his fingers rubbing her already achy pussy-lips. She put her hand on top of his and forced two of his fingers into her wet twat. She clamped her thighs together on his hand so that he couldn't escape.
"God, that's nice," she groaned. "I needed that. I needed that so bad!"
His fingers began moving in and out of her pussy at the same steady rhythm that the little girl was getting fucked with on the screen. The young girl was squirming with desire as the two big cocks pounded into her mouth and pussy.
Brenda was wondering what it would be like to have two cocks at the same time. It had almost happened with John Douglas and Eddie. Now she wished it had happened.
Bill was taking off the rest of his clothes and was folding them neatly. His cock was long and hard. She reached out for his cock-flesh and wrapped her fingers around it.
"Do you like it, baby?" Bill asked.
"Oh, yes," she answered. "Oh, yes, I like it a lot!"
She wrapped her fingers a little tighter around his rock-hard prick. She began to move her hand up and down and she felt a little of his sticky jism leaking onto her fingers. She sighed with pleasure. She knew that she would soon get his fat cock stuffed into her burning pussy-hole.
"Look at the screen, honey," Bill urged. "They're getting ready to shoot their cum!"
Bill had been with many women in this bedroom and even the most prudish turned into a regular wildcat when they saw the end of this movie. Brenda was getting hotter by the second.
"Watch them, baby," Bill said. "They're going to shoot their cum all over her."
Brenda couldn't stop watching, even with Bill's experienced hand playing between her thighs. The two young men were really pounding the girl. Suddenly, the boy fucking her pussy pulled his cock out of her cunt. He put his cock against her asshole and worked it back and forth for a few seconds.
His cum started gushing out of the end of his prick so that it looked like a gusher splashing on her ass and her back. She didn't seem to mind the feel of his cum. She only rubbed her ass a little harder against his prick and sucked the other young man harder.
Brenda knew when the other young man started coming. She could see the wet drops of cum mixed with the young girl's saliva dripping out of the corners of her mouth. Suddenly, the young man was pulling away and his cum started splashing against the sides of the girl's face and onto her hair. The screen went dark, but Brenda could never forget the sight of that young girl getting a face full of cum.
"Oh, Jesus!" Brenda cried. "I've never felt so hot. Come on and fuck me. Come on and put your big hot dick in my pussy!"
Bill moved on top of her quickly. Her lush young body felt good underneath his. He pressed his hairy chest against her swollen tits and felt her shiver.
"I'm going to give it to you good, baby," he said. "I'm going to fuck you good!"
Brenda didn't answer. She wrapped her arms around him and spread her legs a little wider. She felt his fat cock pressing against her sensitive cunt-lips. She hunched forward and felt his cock-head pop into her cunt.
"Give it all to me!" she cried. "Give me every inch. Don't tease me with it. Give me every inch!"
He moved forward teasingly slow. Finally, his cock went all the way into her tight, hot pussy. He felt her cunt-walls closing tightly around his prick. She was so damned tight. He pulled half out of her cunt and left it there for a moment.
"Goddamn you," she moaned. "Don't tease me with your cock. Don't tease me with it. Fuck me with it. Fuck me hard!"
Her long shapely legs wrapped around his back and he felt his cock going deep into her moist cunt. The delicious feeling of her cunt-walls closing even more tightly around his cock almost made him blow his wad right then.
Brenda was moving her ass back and forth along the bed. She closed her legs around him like a vise as she rode his cock. She had her eyes closed and she kept thinking about the girl with her face covered with cum. It made her hot as hell.
"Fuck me, you bastard!" she cried, her nails clawing at his back like she was a wild animal. "Fuck me so hard that you make me cry for it!"
It was only a matter of time before he lost control. Brenda felt it when he started slamming his prick into her cunt. This was what she needed. It made her asshole pucker each time he rammed his fat cock-meat into her pussy.
"That's what I want!" she cried. "That's it. Fuck me like that! Show me you know how to ride a girl!"
His hands slipped between them to massage her big tits. Now his cock-head seemed to be ripping her cunt-walls apart. This was the kind of fucking Brenda needed. She liked the feeling of being dominated so completely.
His cock-head seemed to be getting into her belly. She could already feel it growing and she knew he wouldn't be able to last for long. Brenda gave into the hot fires that were spreading from her pussy and thighs.
"I need to come," she whispered. "I've never felt so hot and I need to come. I'm coming, baby. I'm going to come! Your fat cock is going to make me come. Oh, Jesus, OH, JESUS, OH FUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
Her body was nearly ripped apart by the force of her orgasm. She kept feeling the ripples of pleasure going from her pussy to her head and even down her thighs. Coming had never felt so good.
"Don't stop moving, bitch," Bill said. "I'm nearly there. Keep moving your ass! Keep moving!"
His cock was still pounding savagely into her. She hardly had the strength to move, but she kept up the frantic wiggling of her hips that she knew he was enjoying. She felt some of his jism leaking into her cunt.
"Oh, shit," he moaned. "I'm ready, baby! I'm going to shoot it into your cunt! I'm there, I'm fucking there! OH, SHIT!"
She held onto him tightly as he rammed his cock deep into her pussy and began shooting his hot cum. She felt a gallon of his prick-jism fill her pussy and leak onto her soft pussy-hairs.
"That's it, honey," she moaned. "That's the way. Fill my pussy. Fill it up!"
He kept moving into her pussy until she felt his cock go soft.
"Baby," he moaned softly. "You've just got to take that public relations job. Nobody could convince the clients like you could."
And Brenda realized that her boss had found a way to make her take the job.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Does the bank always send such pretty girls out to talk about investments?" Joe Thompson asked.
"Not all the time," Brenda answered. "Just for the very special clients."
It was the first time Brenda had been sent out to talk to a client about putting money into their bank, and also to invest in certain properties the bank was interested in. It was no good to protest that Brenda knew nothing about real estate. She was told that Joe Thompson liked women and that he would be less business-like with a woman. She had called him and made a date for lunch.
She had a pretense of having him sign some useless papers. Brenda had been determined not to like him, but she found that he was not only rich but good-looking and easy to talk to.
After lunch she had reluctantly agreed to go back to his motel for a swim in the pool. She had even let him buy her a new bathing suit. Now she wished she hadn't. They were sitting out by the pool and Brenda was wearing one of the skimpiest bikini's she'd ever had on. Her tits were practically falling out and some of her pubic hair was escaping the sides of her bottoms.
Every man at the pool had given her the onceover. They were like hungry wolves looking for a fresh meal. Brenda didn't mind being admired, but this was something else.
"Why did you really want to see me today?" Joe asked.
"I told you," Brenda said. "I'm the public relations officer for the bank. We like to keep our clients on a personal basis."
"But I'm not a client," Joe said.
"No," Brenda said. "But you could be. The bank has a lot to offer you in the way of real estate advice and investments."
"Some of that doesn't sound quite legal," Joe said.
"I'm sure it's legal," Brenda said.
Brenda realized she was over her head at just the slightest mention of investment programs or bank business. She was just a pretty face and a pretty body. But she wanted to do the bank a good job.
"I'm feeling kind of warm," Brenda said. "I think I'll take that swim."
Brenda went to the edge of the pool and dove in. She felt better when she was in the water. At least the men around the pool couldn't ogle her so much. The pool was dark enough so that nothing could be seen below the neck.
Joe came in the water after her.
"You swim pretty good," Joe said as he came up beside her.
"I'm just a country girl," Brenda said. "I spent a lot of time at the old swimming hole!"
"Did you swim naked?" Joe asked.
There was a look in Joe's eyes that she didn't like. He had seemed so nice at dinner, but now she knew he was about to get randy. She started swimming backwards, but he kept after her easily.
"Did you swim naked?" Joe asked again.
"Sometimes," she finally admitted.
"I bet you were something to see splashing around in the water with those big jugs hanging free."
She had swam as far as she could go. Her back was against the concrete edge of the pool. She tried to slip away, but Joe put his hands on both sides of her and she was trapped. Joe pressed closer so that she could feel how hard and lean his body was.
"You're a good-looking woman, Brenda," he said. "A girl like you could convince a man to put all his money in your bank."
"That would be nice," Brenda said.
Brenda was sure that everybody at the poolside knew what was going on. She couldn't get away from him. Now he was rubbing his cock against her crotch. She could feel how big and swollen it was getting.
"Shouldn't we get out of the pool?" Brenda asked. "I'm getting kind of cool."
"I like it here," Joe said. "Don't you?"
"We could go back to your motel room," Brenda suggested.
At that moment Brenda was scared. She would have gladly gone back to his room and let him fuck her. But she was scared of what he wanted.
"There are people watching us," she said.
"So what?" Joe said. "Let them watch. Maybe they'll learn something."
Joe had her pinned against the wall so tightly that she couldn't move. She felt one hand moving up her thigh to caress her ass. She tried to squirm away from him, but he was too strong for her.
"Please," she begged him. "Let's go back to your room. I'll do anything you want."
"What's wrong with right here, baby?" he asked.
"I'm not that kind of person," she said. "This is sick!"
He only laughed at her and kept pushing at her pussy with his cock while massaging her asscheek. She was trying not to feel anything at all, but he was a very strong, good-looking man, and it was hard to keep from feeling weak and shivering.
Especially when he leaned forward and kissed her mouth and she could feel his tongue probing at her lips.
"Please, stop," she said, gently pushing at his chest. "Stop, and let's go back to your room. I'll do anything you want in your room. I promise you."
"I'm having too much fun here," he answered her.
His other hand moved between them and she felt his hand rubbing at one of her tits. Now she really was fighting to get away, but he held her easily. She heard someone laughing and she knew somebody beside the pool was getting a kick out of what was going on.
"Suppose a little kid comes along?" she asked, trying to shame him into stopping. "This is an adult complex," he said.
"Everybody around here knows the score."
His hand was behind her. She couldn't believe it was happening as she felt his fingers fumbling with the knot on her swimsuit. He got it untied and he started pulling it away. She struggled to keep her tits from being bared. She could hear him breathing heavily as he finally jerked it savagely away from her. She heard loud laughter again. He let the top of her swimsuit go floating across the pool. She had never felt so humiliated.
"There, baby," Joe said. "A woman like you shouldn't be ashamed of showing her pair. You're really something else!"
His hands moved between their bodies and he cupped her tits. She hadn't realized he was so strong. She felt the harsh strength of his fingers roughly massaging her titties. She tried to fight the feelings that were slowly rising in her pussy.
"Don't do that," she moaned. "Please, don't. Not with everybody watching."
He didn't answer her. His hands kept playing with her luscious tits. She felt his fingers rubbing her nipples and they immediately jumped up hard and pointy.
"See, bitch," he told her. "You like it. You don't really mind everyone watching. You like it."
She kept trying to protest that it wasn't so, but her own body was betraying her. She could feel a weakness on the insides of her thighs. There was a hot pounding in her pussy. It was doing no good to pretend. She liked what was happening to her.
"Oh, God," she said softly. "Oh, God, I do like it!"
He kissed her again and this time she rammed her pointy tongue into his mouth. She rubbed her tongue against his and she felt his hands moving down to rub her ass again. This time he was no longer having to pin her to the wall. Her arms had gone around him and she was pushing her huge tits flat against his chest.
For the third time, she heard laughter and voices, but she no longer gave a damn that there were people watching. She couldn't help it. It seemed like she was born to love cock.
"Kiss my titties," she moaned. "They're so hot and heavy. Kiss them for me!"
It was a strange experience to have her tits licked while they were under the water. Joe would lower his head and lick feverishly at her swollen nipples for a second. Then he would raise his head, catch his breath and then go back to licking her again. It made her tremble inside her cunt.
"You do that so good," she whispered. "You know how to suck a girl's tits!"
"Let's go to the shallow part," Joe suggested. She protested because she didn't want everyone watching her. But again Joe was too strong for her. He took her hand and led her out of the deep water and into the shallow. Now everyone around the pool could see that all she had on was her bikini bottoms.
"Jesus Christ," she heard a woman say. "I wish mine were that big."
That was all she heard because Joe was forcing her down into the cool water. Joe came down on top of her. The back of the pool was hard against her skin, but Joe was doing things to her that made her forget all about the uncomfortable concrete. His lips tugged at her nipples and she felt his tongue caressing her hard titty-flesh.
"That's right, honey," she sobbed. "Oh, I like that!" I He was sucking at her tits like he could never get enough. Brenda saw the people at poolside moving their chairs closer so that they could get a good view. It didn't seem to matter anymore. All that mattered was the feel of his hungry lips feasting on her titties.
She moved her hands down his broad back and let her nails scrape his tough skin. That seemed to make him hotter. She felt his tongue underneath one of her tits and then gently trailing down her belly.
"Oh, Joe," she whispered. "What are you doing? Oh, Joe, no. Not here. Not in the pool."
She knew what Joe was doing and she knew she could not possibly keep control of herself when he started licking her there. She tried to pull his head away but she didn't have the strength.
She felt his mouth just above the bottom of her swimsuit. He was licking at her navel and the few pussy hairs that escaped the tiny briefs. She kept protesting even when she felt his tongue go underneath her swimsuit and he started really sucking at her pussy hairs.
"Oh, God, Joe," she moaned. "That makes me crazy. You don't know how crazy that makes me feel."
Joe knew what he was doing as he peeled her briefs halfway down her long legs and exposed her pussy. Her first thought was of all the people watching and she put one hand between her legs. Joe quickly brushed her hand out of the way and started kissing and nibbling on the insides of her thighs.
"Look at him go for that pussy," she heard a man say. "It makes me hot just looking at it."
"Save it for later, Harry," a woman giggled.
Brenda lost her concentration as Joe put his face against her swollen pussy. She felt his tongue slowly pushing between her wet cunt-lips. She felt the first wild spasm shooting through her body. God, there was nothing she liked better than getting her pussy eaten.
Joe began ramming his tongue in and out of her pussy. She couldn't control herself any more. Her hands moved to the top of his curly head and she began to guide his movements. She could feel her wet juices running across his lips, and he didn't seem to mind. He was sucking for more. "Oh, yes!" Brenda cried. "Yes, that's nice!" Her ass was moving around in the shallow water. She could feel the water adding to her wet feeling as it seeped up between her asscheeks. She felt his hands underneath her again. He really liked to massage her ass. She felt one of his fingers probing at her asshole.
"You know how to eat pussy!" she cried. "Oh, God, you know how to eat a woman's cunt!"
His tongue was stabbing in and out of her cunt as rapidly as possible. She suddenly felt him pulling at her clit and it sent new spasms of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck her," someone on the poolside shouted. "Let's see you work her pussy out!"
Joe moved his head away from the burning hole between her legs. Brenda lifted her head long enough to see him strip off his wet trunks. His cock stood out hard and throbbing. She could actually see the tiny drops of cum on the crimson tip. Brenda swallowed nervously. Now there was no doubt she was going to get fucked by his rigid cock. There was nothing she could do about it. She licked her dry lips.
"I'm going to have a sweet piece of pussy," Joe said. "I'm going to fuck your sweet ass off!"
"Yes," she moaned softly. "Yes, that's what I want. I don't care any more about everyone watching. All I want is your big cock. I want your hard cock inside me!"
Joe moved between her legs and she felt his thick cock-head pushing at her cunt-lips. Joe didn't waste any time. He gave a savage shove and she felt his huge, throbbing cock tearing into her pussy. She felt filled with his wet cock.
"Does that feel good, bitch?" he asked.
"Ummmm!" she cried. "Oh, yes. That feels very good!"
His hands slid underneath her again. He gripped her ass and lifted her off the hard concrete bottom of the pool. He began to work his cock gently in and out of her cunt. This was what she needed. She could feel the flash of hot fire spreading through her cunt.
"That's right, honey," she whispered. "Fuck me good! Give me all your fat cock!"
She spread her legs wider and somehow managed to take more of his thick cock into her pussy until she thought she was going to take even his heavy balls.
Joe gasped as he felt the sensation of her hot pussy-walls covering his entire cock. He felt like she was wrapping his cock-meat in fire. Joe made an animal sound of pleasure and he took his hands out from under her ass to reach up and grab her swollen tits. He began working with her hard nipples and he felt her going crazy underneath him. He knew the hard concrete bottom of the pool had to be hurting her delicate ass, but she seemed determined to ride his cock to death.
"Oh, fuck," she whispered. "Oh, God, Joe. You're turning me on!"
His cock filled her pussy as well as she had ever had it filled. She closed her eyes and tried to will her cunt-walls to close even tighter around his rigid cock. She could actually feel his massive cock-head spreading the lips of her pussy apart each time he thrust.
Sensations of pure lust began washing over her. It felt so good that it almost hurt. She lifted her shapely legs and wrapped them around his back. She tried to get them even higher than she had ever moved before, and it was worth it as she felt his long cock sliding even deeper into her hot pussy.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me hard. I need it so bad. Fuck me hard, baby!"
He really started ramming his fat cock into her cunt. It made her tremble with pleasure each time he thrust. Her nails dug into his broad back and she knew she was drawing blood.
"You bitch!" he screamed. "You goddamn animal bitch. Your fucking pussy feels so damned good! You feel like you're fucking breaking my cock off. Shit, it feels good!"
She felt his rigid cock growing inside her and she knew she had to hurry. It felt too good to stop, but she didn't want him shooting off inside her before she had a chance to come. She stopped riding his cock and just rocked in a circle. She let his fat cock touch every part of her cunt.
"Oh, Jesus," she moaned softly. "You're going to make me come. You're going to make me fucking come! It feels so good, baby! Your cock feels so damned good! YOU'RE MAKING ME COME!"
She was ready for it, but it still rocked her body. She felt waves of pleasure riding through her. She started sliding on his cock once again. She felt her pussy-juices flooding his stiff cock. Now she could hear the chanting of the people who stood around the pool.
"Fuck her!" they were all shouting. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" - She realized that Joe was ramming his prick into her with the same hot rhythm of their voices. She felt suddenly ashamed, but it was too late to stop. She had to do what Joe wanted.
She could already feel some of Joe's jism leaking into her pussy. She started rocking faster, in a hurry now to get it over with. She felt his fingers gripping her tits a little tightly. He was no longer pulling his cock all the way out of her. He was fucking her in short, deep thrusts.
"I'm coming!" he cried. "I'm going to shoot my cum in your pussy. I'm going to flood your fucking cunt. I'm going to shoot it all inside you. Get ready for it, cunt! GET READY, YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
She heard the voices of the people around the pool urging him on. She felt his prick going and then the shattering explosion of his cum into her pussy. She had more than he expected. She could feel his cum wetting her pussy-hairs and the inside of her thighs.
Finally he was done and he pulled his limp cock out of her pussy. She felt him rubbing his prick-head in her cunt-hair.
She heard laughter and she turned a bright red. She didn't bother getting her swimsuit as she jumped out of the pool and hurried back to Joe's apartment to change.
She had never felt so ashamed. a man just looks at me."
Janet was wearing shorts and a halter top. She stretched her long, gorgeous legs out in front of her. Brenda had to admire her sister's legs and she had a twinge of excitement. She quickly turned her eyes away.
"I know what you mean," Janet said. "I felt that way at first, but I was smart enough to control myself until I met Steve. Now Steve's the only man for me."
Brenda gave her sister an incredulous look. "You mean he's the only man you fuck?"
"Of course," Janet answered.
"But I thought. I mean, he got into my panties pretty fast and you didn't seem to mind. I thought you could go to bed with anyone you wanted."
"Steve's the only man I want," Janet said. "Besides, I don't mind him fucking other women. Even my sister. I know how horny men get. But Steve would probably blow a gasket if he found me with another guy."
"That doesn't seem fair," Brenda pointed out. "It's probably not," Janet said. "But I'm happy. Steve keeps me satisfied. He's quite a man."
Brenda took a moment to remember the heat of his hard cock. She had to agree. Steve was quite a man. Still, it didn't seem fair. Janet should be able to have the same fun Steve had.
Again Brenda found herself looking at Janet's long legs and found herself wondering what it would be like to see her sister fucking another man. Brenda felt her mouth getting a little dry. She turned her attention back to the packing.
"You shouldn't leave until after the office party," Janet said. "It's quite a party, and you'll love it. There's always a lot of important people there."
"I've met some of those important people," Brenda said.
"There's also drinking and having fun. Come on, Sis. You'll enjoy it!"
"I don't think so," Brenda said.
"There's usually a big dinner and a show where everyone gets dressed up formal. You'll really like it."
Brenda had to admit that it sounded nice, but she had made up her mind. She was ready to leave the city. She was going to go back home where she belonged. She would never be a big-city girl like Janet. She belonged to the fresh air and country, and boys who didn't know so much about women's desires.
"Wait just a minute," Janet said. "I've got some pictures." Janet went to her room and returned in a few minutes with a scrapbook. She made Brenda sit beside her on the bed and she started turning the pages. The pictures were of an earlier office party and everyone did look like they were having fun. Everyone was dressed up and Brenda even noticed a movie star that she recognized.
"I didn't know someone like that came to your parties."
"I told you that lots of important people come."
Janet kept turning the pages until she got to the middle of the scrapbook. The next page was blank and Janet started to close the book.
"Let me see all your pictures," Brenda said.
"You don't want to see the rest of this," Janet said. "You might see something shocking."
"I don't think anything could shock me any more," Brenda said.
"All right," Janet said. "Remember. You asked for it."
Janet turned another page. It wasn't bad. Janet was posed in half a dozen different positions while wearing her low-cut evening gown. Brenda thought that she had never seen her sister look so beautiful.
Brenda turned another page. This time Janet was still posed in her evening gown, but the top of it had been lowered to expose her luscious big tits. She had done something to her lips so they were bright and luscious. She was looking directly at the camera in a come-hither look. Brenda felt her stomach quiver.
"I told you they got rough," Janet said. "You want to stop."
"No," Brenda said.
Brenda was remembering that first night when Steve and fucked her pussy and Janet had eaten her cunt. It hadn't happened again, but Brenda couldn't help remembering it.
Brenda turned to the next page. Now Janet was naked except for a pair of bright yellow panties that did little to hide the thick pussy-hair between her legs.
Brenda licked her dry lips. She turned the page again. This time Janet was completely naked. She was posed on her bed and her legs were spread wide open-and Brenda was looking into the pink lips of Janet's pussy.
"That's indecent," Janet laughed. "Steve had to get one shot of my open pussy. It excited him so much that he forgot to take any more pictures. He just jerked his cock out and crammed it all the way into my pussy with one hard stroke. Ummmmm, it feels good to remember it!"
It was feeling good to Brenda. She hadn't realized it, but she had somehow moved closer to her sister and now their thighs were touching. Brenda could feel a burning heat on the insides of her thighs.
Janet was looking strangely at her sister. She realized that Brenda was getting turned on looking at her pictures. It made Janet warm to think about her sister.
"You don't have to look at those pictures," Janet said. "You have the real thing!"
"I don't understand," she said.
But Brenda did understand. She was only trying to fool herself. She understood as the wild excitement raced through her body. Her sister wanted to show her more than the few pictures. Her sister wanted her to see her naked.
Before, it had been dark and it had happened quickly. Brenda had not really gotten a good look at her sister. Now Brenda could feel her heart pounding. It was wrong, but she wanted to see her sister.
Janet put her soft hand on Brenda's knee. Brenda brushed it away. Janet put it back again. Brenda didn't bother trying to keep it away a second time.
"Don't be scared of me," Janet said. "I'm your sister and I love you. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Do you want to see me naked?"
"Yes," Brenda answered softly.
Brenda allowed Janet's hand to move up to the inner softness of her thighs. She felt Janet's fingertips move up to the inner softness of her thighs. She felt Janet's fingertips moving against her thighs in an exciting caress. She shivered. She didn't have to be forced to turn her head to Janet and let their lips meet. She tasted Janet's sweet tongue, so different from a man's. She rubbed her tongue against Janet's and she felt fire dart through her pussy like it was out of control.
She brushed her fingers through Janet's silky hair. She kept remembering that first night and how good it felt. Now she wanted it to happen again.
Janet pushed her away and stood up. She very quickly unbuttoned the top of her halter and let it fall to the floor. Brenda's eyes were drawn to her sister's luscious tit-flesh. She could feel a dryness in her mouth. Now Brenda understood how a man felt when he looked at a beautiful pair of tits. Her mouth ached to taste them. They looked so good.
"You're gorgeous," Brenda moaned.
"They're not half as big as yours," Janet said, laughing.
"They look so tasty," Brenda said, sounding braver than she really felt.
Janet understood exactly what Brenda wanted. She moved closer to Brenda and pushed her tits against Brenda's face. Brenda felt one hard, brown nipple against her lips. Brenda opened her mouth and sucked at the big nipple. She felt it getting a little harder under the gentle touch of her lips.
"Yeah," Janet moaned. "Ummm, that's even better than when Steve does it!"
Brenda bit down gently with her teeth. She heard Janet moan. She lifted her hand to caress Janet's other tit. She felt Janet moving forward so that Janet's pussy was pressed against Brenda's belly. Brenda sucked even more of the sweet-tasting titty into her mouth. She kept biting the hot titty-flesh, gently at first, but then a little harder. All the time she could feel Janet squirming and she could hear her mewling sounds of pleasure.
Brenda kept up her sucking for what seemed like a long time. She didn't want to stop. Finally, it was Janet who pushed Brenda reluctantly away.
"Oh, honey, that feels so good," Janet said. "But I can't let you do that forever."
She made Brenda stretch out on the bed. Janet stretched out beside her. Brenda could feel the hot warmth of the older woman's body. She could smell Janet's musky perfume. She kissed Janet on the lips. Janet's hands moved over Brenda's body.
Brenda was wearing the same blouse and skirt she had worn the first night Steve had picked her up at the bus station. It was no problem for Janet to massage Brenda's big tits until they were swollen and achy. It was no problem for her hands to slide up Brenda's thighs and go underneath her short skirt.
Brenda cried out softly when she felt Janet's fingers rubbing against her pussy. Brenda was already on fire. She clamped her hand down on top of her sister's. She arched her back so that her skirt slid up her body to her waist. She had nothing on but her panties.
Brenda started moving her ass so that her pussy-mound was rubbing against Janet's fingers. Brenda felt her pussy dripping juice and soaking her panties. She heard Janet laugh.
"You are a hot one," Janet said. "I don't think I've ever known anyone to get worked up as quickly as you!"
Brenda knew what her sister said was true. She never meant to get hot so quickly, but somehow it just happened. Just a touch or a word made her pussy juicy and ready.
She turned her head so that her mouth was at Janet's tits. She started sucking on them like a baby. She couldn't seem to get enough of her sister's succulent titty-flesh. She felt Janet's hand on the back of her head stroking her hair. She tried to draw more and more of the hard titty-flesh into her mouth. She kept biting with her teeth like some kind of animal. She loved the way Janet squirmed.
She slid her hand down Janet's silky back and started playing with her shapely ass. She squeezed an asscheek through Janet's shorts. She could feel Janet trying to climb up her body in heat. She moved closer and they started rubbing their cunts together.
Janet's hands grabbed Brenda's back and held her tight.
"That's so nice," Janet moaned. "That's so nice. I like to rub my pussy against yours!"
"It's kind of uncomfortable," Brenda said. "Why don't we get all the way naked?"
Brenda was surprised at herself for suggesting it, but she knew she wanted it more than she wanted anything in the world. She could see the pleased look her sister gave her. In just a few seconds, they had both stripped and then stared at themselves in the bedroom mirror. They both had lush, beautiful bodies. They could have almost passed for twins except that Janet was a little older looking.
They both stretched out on their backs where they could still look in the bedroom mirror. They both reached over and started fingering each other's pussy.
Brenda felt her fingers tangled in the thick cunt-hair of her sister's pussy. Her hands felt sweaty and she had a little trouble finding her sister's pussy-hole. She finally managed to slip two fingers between the plump lips.
She cried out when Janet did the same to her cunt. She could feel Janet's two fingers working in her aching cunt, and sending shivers of pleasure through her body. It was unlike any experience Brenda had ever had. Before Janet there had been only men, and they had been so rough and dominant. They had taken her without mercy. But this was slow and easy loving.
Not that she hadn't loved it when the men had so savagely pounded her cunt with their hard cocks. It had been fantastic. But this was also nice.
She turned her head and kissed Janet's soft mouth again. She wiggled her tongue into Janet's mouth and rubbed against Janet's tongue. She kept rubbing her tongue against Janet's tongue for what seemed like hours.
Finally, Brenda could stand it no longer and she rolled over on top of Janet. She felt her big tits pressing hotly against Janet's creamy mounds. She liked the itch of pleasure as she rubbed her hard nipples against Janet's aching buds.
"Oh, you sweet thing," Janet moaned. "You sweet thing. You know how to make me happy."
She felt her sister pushing up so that their cunts rubbed together. She felt Janet's hands stroking her back and then her asscheeks. Janet held on to Brenda's ass so tightly that Brenda felt like she would never escape.
"You feel so good," Janet moaned. "I've never felt anything that feels so good!"
Brenda really went crazy as she started wildly pushing at Janet's cunt with her own. She could feel delicious tingles of pleasure shooting through her.
"Fuck me with your pussy," Janet cried. "Rub it against mine hard! Fuck me with your sweet cunt!"
Brenda began to move a little more lewdly against her sister. It was not like having a cock inside her, but it was exciting. She could feel her plump cunt-lips touching Janet's. She could feel their pussy-hairs making a soft wet sound as they rubbed each other. Her juices were drenching the two of them.
She rubbed harder. She started pushing her hips against Janet as if she had a cock and she was fucking Janet's cunt. She wondered how it would feel if she had a stiff nine inches to put in her sister's cunt.
Again she wondered what it would be like to watch her sister being fucked by another man, to watch her sister's cunt get crammed full of thick cock-meat. The thought excited Brenda even more.
"Kiss me," Janet moaned. "Kiss my mouth!"
Brenda leaned closer and kissed her sister's hot mouth. Her sister's lips felt alive, sucking at her tongue. She started ramming her tongue deep into Janet's mouth with the same rhythm she was pushing her cunt against Janet's. She moved her hands up between them and started massaging her sister's tits.
"God," Janet moaned. "That feels nice. That feels so nice. You know how to do it to me, honey!"
It did feel good, but Brenda knew what she needed more than anything else in the world.
She started moving up Janet's body. She let her cunt rub against Janet's belly and then against her tits. Janet was licking her lips, and she grinned. Janet reached up and started fondling her sister's tits.
"Come on, Sis," Janet said. "Come on, and I'll eat you. I know that's what you want. Come on and sit on my face and I'll stick my tongue in your pussy so deep it'll make you beg for mercy!"
Brenda almost fainted at the powerful desire that Janet's words caused. Brenda kept moving up her body. She was straddling Janet's neck and she knew that Janet was smelling her hot fuck-juice.
"Hurry," Janet moaned. "Sit on my tongue!"
Brenda realized that Janet wanted to taste her pussy almost as badly as Brenda wanted to be eaten. Brenda moved up even higher and then settled down with her pussy right in Janet's face. She felt Janet's tongue on the inside of her thighs and then Janet's lips pulling at her silky pussy-hairs.
"I'll eat you, baby," Janet said. "I'll eat you good. Sit on my fucking face."
Brenda settled down so that Janet could make only soft garbled sounds. Her drenched pussy covered Janet's face entirely. She felt Janet's lips against her pussy-lips. She felt Janet's tongue gently spreading her cunt-lips and probing inside her snatch.
Janet really knew what to do with her tongue. Brenda could feel Janet's tongue exploring the warm insides of her pussy. It made her crazy.
"Oh, yes," Brenda moaned. "Oh, yes, that feels good!"
Janet began pushing her delicious-feeling tongue in and out of Brenda's cunt. Brenda was squirming with desire and her pussy was dripping even more juice. Janet didn't seem to mind. Brenda could hear her making swallowing sounds.
"Eat my pussy, honey," Brenda moaned. "That feels so nice. Eat my pussy like that!"
Janet reached up and started fondling Brenda's tits while her tongue rammed in and out of Brenda's cunt almost as fast as a cock. Brenda wanted to scream because it felt so good.
She started bouncing a little when she felt that tongue slipping deeper into her cunt. Janet's tongue felt so much like a little cock ripping her pussy apart. Janet really knew how to make her feel good; Brenda wished she had a fat cock to stuff into her mouth. God, she wished she had a hundred cocks and tongues and hands. She wished she could be drowned in cum.
She felt Janet's tongue rubbing across her clit. Brenda felt spasm after spasm of lust rock her body. Janet acted like she wanted to suck her clit right down her throat.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, I'm coming!" Brenda cried. "I'm coming. It feels so fucking good. Your tongue makes me crazy. I'm coming, Janet. Oh fuck, I'm coming. I'M FUCKING COMING!"
Brenda raised up and then sat down hard on Janet's face. She started gushing pussy-juice into Janet's mouth and she could hear Janet swallowing quickly to keep from gagging. Brenda couldn't ever remember coming so much. She couldn't seem to stop.
Finally, the last quivering spasm went through Brenda's cunt and she was still. She didn't think she could move again. She rested for a moment before she moved away. She knew what was going to happen next and she couldn't fight it. She had her head back and her eyes closed as Janet moved over to her.
"Now you're going to do me," Janet said.
"I'd be so scared," Brenda said.
"There's nothing to be scared of," Janet insisted. "You know you want to. You want to eat my cunt!"
Brenda was scared, but she wanted to make her sister happy. She could feel her heart pounding as she felt Janet moving over her body. Brenda didn't open her eyes until she could feel Janet's silky cunt-hairs brushing against her face.
"Open your lips," Janet said. "Open your mouth and get ready for my cunt!"
This time Brenda opened her mouth and her eyes. Janet sat down on Brenda's face. Brenda could still see Janet's excited face. Her head was thrown back and she was making shallow breathing noises.
"Eat me!" Janet cried. "Eat my cunt. Eat me!"
Brenda had never done this before, but she remembered how good Janet had made her feel and some of the sexy things Janet had done. Brenda found herself opening her mouth and pushing her tongue between Janet's tangy pussy-lips.
"That's the way!" Janet cried. "Eat me good, honey!"
Brenda could feel hot excitement going through Janet's body and she knew her sister wouldn't last long.
Brenda began stabbing her tongue into her sister's cunt as fast as she could. She felt Janet closing her thighs closer together and she saw that Janet's eyes were closed.
Suddenly, Janet started bouncing wildly on Brenda's face. Brenda could hardly keep her tongue inside her older sister.
"Oh, fuck yes!" Janet cried. "Your tongue is making me come. You do know how to eat pussy, honey! Oh, stick that tongue in me deep! STICK IT IN ME!"
Brenda continued to work her tongue in and out of Janet's pussy even as she tasted Janet's juice. She started swallowing and Janet's juice was almost as thick as cum. Brenda kept swallowing until the last shivering spasm had passed through her sister.
"Ummmm," Janet moaned. "Now I know you can't leave so soon. Not until we try that again." And Brenda knew her sister was telling the truth.
CHAPTER NINE
John Douglas was sipping wine and flirting with a secretary when Brenda and Janet walked into the room. He almost dropped his wine glass. He thought he had never seen two more beautiful women. They were like gorgeous book-ends. John could feel his cock harden as he looked at them.
They were both wearing light-green evening gowns that matched the green of their eyes.
Janet's was a little less low-cut than her sister's, but it was still plain to see that she had a pair of nice-sized tits.
John felt himself jealous of Janet's husband. He was almost positive that Steve was sampling both the sisters. It was a lucky man who could have that kind of ass living in the same house.
"I see someone I know," John Douglas said. "I'll talk to you a little later."
"Yes, Mr. Douglas," the secretary answered. She seemed a little pissed that he was leaving her to talk to the sisters. He almost went back to her and cussed her out, but maybe his plans for the evening wouldn't work out. And it might be a good idea to stay in good with the secretary. She'd made it plain that she would have gobbled his cock if he had suggested it, and she wasn't particular where she did it.
But John Douglas had plans for Janet and her sister. He went over to them and made small talk for a while. He admired the way Brenda's titties almost fell out of her green gown. He had already fucked this woman, but she still turned him on. It would be nice to pull her gown down and show the world her tits.
He wondered what she would say if he tried that, but it was still a little too soon.
The party got off to a good start. There were a few very important people there. A few speeches were made. John Douglas enjoyed being in the limelight. He loved all the attention he got from the bank officer's wives. They were all so willing to kiss his shoes. And his cock, if he asked them.
It was about ten p.m. when he finally got Steve to walk into his study where they could talk in private. He poured Steve some wine from his most expensive bottle and made him sit on the couch.
"I guess you're wondering what I want," he said.
"Yes sir," Steve said.
"I've been thinking about promoting you, Steve," he said. "Me, sir?" Steve asked. He had never expected this.
"I think you'd be a good man to have in my corner," he said. "But I expect my officers to be loyal to me."
"I've always been very loyal, sir," Steve said.
John Douglas was pleased. He had him hooked. He had only to show Steve what he expected.
"How loyal will you be, Steve?" John Douglas asked. "I. know a way of finding out. Walk out there and ask Mrs. Kimberly to come in here, please!"
Steve did as he asked. He found Joe and Patricia Kimberly standing by themselves in a corner. They both looked unhappy. He knew that Joe was next in line for promotion. He wondered what Joe had to look unhappy about.
Patricia Kimberly looked sick when Steve told her that Mr. Douglas wanted to see her. For a moment, she looked like she wasn't going to come. Then she nodded her head as if she'd made a decision. She handed her drink to her husband and she followed Steve.
Pat Kimberly was a small, shapely, dark-haired woman. She wasn't really beautiful, but she was attractive. Steve had always thought of her as shy. He wondered what John Douglas wanted with her.
"Hello, Patricia," John said as soon as they stepped into the study. "Did you and your husband have that little talk?"
"Yes sir," Pat said, trembling. "And what did you decide?" John asked. There were tears in Patricia's eyes when she answered. "He decided that he wanted the job very badly, sir, very badly."
"I'm glad to hear that," John said. "But I've changed my mind. I want you to show your talents to Steve. I may also promote Steve."
"But I don't understand," Patricia said. "I don't give a damn if you understand," John Douglas said. "All I want from you, bitch, is for you to prove how bad your husband wants to be made a vice-president of the bank." Steve was beginning to understand what was going on. John Douglas made the rules and he wanted everyone to know it. Even the wives of bank officers had to understand.
Patricia Kimberly's face was very pale as she turned and looked at Steve. She was trembling in a helpless way. Something about the way she looked excited Steve. He couldn't help the way his hard cock began pressing uncomfortably against his trousers.
"Go ahead," John said. "Demonstrate on Steve."
"You mean here?" she asked. "Right now?"
"Do it," John demanded.
Steve felt rooted to his chair. He couldn't have moved if he'd wanted to, and he didn't want to. He wanted to stay and find out what Patricia would do. He was sure that the young woman would head for the nearest door.
Steve was surprised when she came toward him. She was still trembling as she sank to her knees in the soft carpet of the study. She put her soft hand on Steve's thigh. She closed her eyes as she ran her hand up his thigh to his cock.
"You're going to have to do better than that, cunt," John said. "We don't have all night."
Her fingers fumbled at Steve's zipper. She finally got it pulled down. Her hand moved inside his trousers. He was wearing shorts, but he could still feel the heat of her fingers.
Steve felt his cock get harder. He'd always thought that Pat Kimberly was a sexy woman. He had a fantasy about fucking her, but she'd always seemed so shy. She didn't look like the type who enjoyed fucking, so Steve had stayed away from her. Steve could hardly believe that she was on her knees in front of him.
Steve looked over at John Douglas and saw that he was grinning. There was an aura of power about the man, and Steve suddenly realized why John was doing this. John was showing what he required for a man to be made vice-president. A wife who would also belong to the company. Steve thought of his wife and he realized that it could be Janet that would be forced to suck a man's cock next.
It probably would be Janet if he took the office of vice-president. Steve understood what he would have to make his wife do, and he accepted it. That was the way things were. He wanted the job.
Steve tried not to think about Janet as Mrs. Kimberly's hand moved around his cock, her fingers stroking and caressing.
"You've got to get us a little more excited," John said. "Take off your top! Show us your tits!"
"Oh, no, please," Patricia Kimberly begged. "Just let me do it and get it over with."
"Do it, cunt," John said. "And now take off everything and keep your fucking mouth shut. I'm tired of hearing you!"
Patricia nodded as she resigned herself to her fate. She got up and started undressing. In a few moments she had revealed her firm, sexy body with her pear-shaped tits. She let them admire her for a few moments before she went back on her knees between Steve's legs.
This time she eased his cock out of his pants. She bent her head and started letting her silky black hair stroke his prick-head. This was probably something her husband had taught her to do, but it excited the hell out of Steve. He could feel her hot breath blowing against the crown of his cock.
"Kiss it, bitch," John said. "Show us how you suck a cock!"
Steve was getting a little hot. He moved his hands off her shoulders and down her front. He began to caress her pear-shaped tits. He could feel how tense she was and he massaged her titty-flesh as gently as he could.
He had never forced a woman to do anything, but he thought that this had to be the way it felt. He was consumed with fire as he thought about what he was making her do.
He felt Patricia's titties getting a little firmer in his fingers and he realized she wasn't hating it so much any more. Steve liked to brag that few women could resist when they got a look at his cock. It was mostly true, and Patricia Kimberly was no exception.
Steve put one hand on her tit while he put his other hand in her hair. He pulled her face closer to his rigid cock. He felt her tongue licking at his cock. He felt her teeth nipping at the sensitive ridge. This was not Patricia's first blow-job. She'd had a little practice sucking cock.
He thrust at her mouth and he felt his swollen cock-head sliding between her lips and over her velvet tongue. He felt her teeth pulling at his sensitive ridge. He looked down at her and he could see his engorged prick in her red lips. He could see spots of his thick cum smeared on her lips.
"Suck it good, baby," he moaned. "I want you to suck it good!"
He felt her head bob, and most of his hard cock went into her throat. Her hands slipped up his legs and she started undoing his belt. He felt her pulling his trousers apart. She pulled at his trousers and shorts until she was able to get them down to his knees. His aching cock had been completely freed.
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and used her other hand to gently massage his heavy balls. Her head started to move up and down with a delicate motion. Steve could feel her still using her tongue and teeth on his hard cock-flesh. He massaged her titties a little harder.
"That's right," John said. "Suck it, bitch. Show me how you suck cock!"
Her head bobbed faster and faster. Steve could already feel hot fire in his balls. Even fucking his sister-in-law had not been this exciting.
"Show me what a good cock-sucker you are," John Douglas said. "That's the way! Show me what a fucking good cock-sucker you are!"
John Douglas was rubbing his cock as he watched it happening. What really made him feel good was that he knew Steve would soon be letting John fuck his wife. It was nice to have the power to fuck any woman he desired. Soon Brenda and her sister would be on their knees sucking John's cock.
"Move it faster," Steve moaned. "Move your head faster. Oh, shit, baby. Faster!"
Patricia Kimberly moved her head as fast as she could. Steve could feel the liquid fire shooting up from his balls. He grabbed her head with both hands as his cum started blasting between her lips.
"Swallow it, bitch!" Steve cried. "Swallow it. It feels so fucking good! SWALLOW IT ALL!"
He felt it shooting into her mouth. He felt her pulling his dick deeper into her throat. She started swallowing his thick jism. She didn't spill a drop as she kept working his cock back and forth in her mouth and using her tongue to dig for more.
"That's the way," John said. "Now rub your cock in her hair. Dry yourself off!"
Steve took a handful of Patricia's dark, silky hair and carefully wiped himself dry. At the same time, he knew that John Douglas would soon be doing the same to Janet.
CHAPTER TEN
Brenda was worried about her sister. Janet had been drinking a little more than she should, and Steve seemed to be in a foul mood. And Mr. Douglas kept coming around trying to feel Janet up. Brenda had stayed close to her sister even though there were quite a few attractive men at the party.
Brenda didn't want to leave her alone. Brenda guided Janet over to one corner of the room and made her sit down. Steve was right behind them. He had an ugly look on his face.
"You just made her walk away from Mr. Douglas," Steve said.
"You saw what he was trying to do," Brenda said. "You're her husband. You should take care of her."
"I take good care of her," Steve said.
"Tonight you're not," Brenda said. "That dirty old man practically grabbed her tits in front of everybody, and you just stood there looking innocent."
"There are some things you don't understand," Steve said.
"I understand when my sister has had a little too much wine," Brenda said. "And she needs to go home."
Mr. Douglas was suddenly there. He looked the part of the perfect host except that he was drinking a little too much himself. Brenda wished he'd go away and leave them alone.
"Janet looks a little pale," he said. "Perhaps it would be best if she went up to my room and stretched out."
"Good idea," Steve said.
Brenda turned pale. She couldn't believe her brother-in-law was blind to what was going on. There was only one reason that John wanted to get Janet into his room. Brenda didn't want it to happen.
"I'm taking her home," Brenda said.
"No," Steve said. "No, you're not."
Brenda was helping Janet to her feet. She was surprised when she felt Steve's huge hand clamp around her arm and jerk her away. Steve was furious.
"Get the hell away from her," Steve said.
"I'm taking her home," Brenda insisted.
People were watching them and Brenda really didn't expect anything violent to happen. She was wrong. Steve suddenly swung his big fist and hit her in the stomach. Brenda felt sick. She clutched her belly and almost fell, but Steve grabbed her arm and led her out of the room, up the stairs, and into the master bedroom.
Brenda was still gasping for breath as Steve made her sit down on the edge of the bed. Steve grabbed her hair and bent her head back.
"They'll be bringing Janet up here in a minute," he said. "Now don't give me any trouble. No matter what happens. Do you understand?"
Steve was crazy and mean, and she was scared to death. She nodded her head. She was beginning to get her breath back when they walked Janet into the room. Brenda started feeling terrified.
John Douglas had Janet stripped to the waist and he was casually fondling her big tits. Brenda could see Janet was aware of what was going on. Janet didn't look so drunk any more.
"You shouldn't try to make trouble for us," John said. "It only makes things worse."
"What are you doing?" Brenda asked.
"I should think it would be obvious," he answered. "I've always wanted to fuck Janet and now I'm going to get my chance."
"Take me instead," Brenda said bravely. "You know that I'll do anything you want."
"You'll do anything I want, all right," John said. "But I'm still going to fuck your beautiful sister!"
Brenda looked over his shoulder and saw Steve standing there. He looked unhappy, but he didn't look like he was going to do anything to stop what was happening. Brenda understood everything then. Steve had made some kind of deal with John Douglas.
John was peeling off the rest of Janet's gown. Janet had nothing on but her panties and black garter belt underneath. Brenda remembered how excited Janet had been when she'd been putting on the garter belt earlier. She had been doing it for Steve. It was Steve's favorite outfit.
John seemed to like it, too. He made Janet turn around so that he could admire her jutting asscheeks and her creamy thighs. He put his hand between her thighs and made Janet cry out. Brenda was sure she wasn't so drunk anymore.
"Stop this," Brenda said. "Can't you tell she doesn't want you to fuck her?"
"That only makes it better," John said.
He pushed Janet back to the bed. He made her sit with her legs spread, and he dropped down to his knees. He started kissing and nibbling at the flesh of Janet's thighs. Janet had her eyes closed and she was breathing heavy.
Brenda tried to close her eyes to block out the scene. She couldn't. She had to keep watching. There was something lewdly exciting about the way Janet was being degraded. Brenda looked back at Steve and saw that Steve was feeling it, too. The front of his trousers bulged.
"Take off your panties," John said. "I want to put my nose in your cunt!"
Janet woodenly peeled her panties off. Mr. Douglas put his head back between her legs. This time Janet cried out a little louder and Brenda knew he was licking her pussy. Brenda could see the top of his head moving as he licked Janet's pussy. Brenda felt her tits growing heavy with desire. She felt her body was betraying her. She put her hand on her thigh and she could feel the heat right through her evening gown.
John looked at her. "You strip. I want both of you naked."
"I will not," Brenda answered. "Do it, bitch!"
Steve stepped forward and balled up his fists. Brenda decided she'd better do what they demanded.
She could feel John and Steve's hot eyes watching her as she peeled out of the green gown. Her naked tits hit the somewhat cooler air of the bedroom, and she felt them betray her by jumping up hard and proud.
It was Steve who stepped forward and peeled off her gown the rest of the way. She felt Steve's hand go between her legs in a rough massage. Despite her feelings about all that was happening, she could feel a quick spurt of excitement.
"Don't do this," she begged.
"Shut up, cunt," Steve said.
John had pushed Janet back onto the bed. His face was buried between her thighs. Brenda could tell that Janet didn't want to enjoy it, but already her body was responding. Her thighs were spreading a little wider and quivering with excitement.
"Peel off your panties," Steve told Brenda.
Brenda quickly did as she was told. She didn't want a repeat of that awful blow to her stomach. She was still feeling the pain. She dropped her panties and wasn't surprised when Steve pushed her onto the bed.
John raised his head. "Eat her pussy, too, Steve. We'll get them both worked up!"
Brenda was still protesting when Steve spread her legs wide apart and dropped his face to her thighs. She felt his teeth nipping at her creamy thighs. It was a little painful, at first, but then she could feel her pussy starting to get juiced up. She didn't want this to happen, but she didn't have the strength to move as Steve's hot lips moved up to her cunt. She felt the tingles shoot all over her body when Steve's mouth touched her cunt.
She looked over at her older sister. She was almost close enough to touch Janet's face. She saw that Janet's mouth was open and her eyes were closed. Janet was breathing heavily, and Brenda knew that John was turning her on.
Just as Steve was turning Brenda on, Brenda reached down and put her hands in Steve's hair. He wasn't eating her roughly. His gentle tongue was easily rubbing across her cunt-lips, back and forth until she thought she was going to die from pleasure.
"Oh, Steve," she moaned softly. "I don't care any more. Just eat me, Steve! Put your tongue in my pussy!"
Steve began sliding his tongue in and out of her cunt. His tongue felt very long and sensitive. It seemed to touch the most exciting places of her pussy. She spread her legs a little wider and began clawing at the back of his head. She wanted his face farther in her hot pussy.
"I love it, Steve," she moaned. "I love it when you eat me! Oh, it feels so good!"
Janet still wasn't saying anything, but she was making little gasping sounds. Brenda knew it wouldn't be long before she came. Brenda reached over and clutched her sister's hand.
John Douglas was experienced enough to know exactly when she was going to come, and that was when he raised his head. Brenda had never seen anyone do anything so cruel. Poor Janet was still moving in pleasure, but there was no tongue to take her all the way.
"Please, don't stop," Janet begged.
Brenda understood how hard that was for her to say.
"Don't stop eating me! Don't treat me like this!" Janet shrieked again.
"That's right," John said. "Beg me, cunt. You always thought I was a funny old man. What do you think now, cunt? Beg me!"
It hurt Brenda to see her sister so shamed. But Janet was opening and closing her legs and making little mewling sounds. Brenda knew how hot she really was. John made her turn over on her belly and he put one hand roughly between her legs.
"Do you like that, bitch?" he asked.
"Make me come," Janet answered. "Do anything you like, but please make me come. I feel so crazy!"
Steve had stopped eating Brenda and had raised his head to see the action. Brenda wasn't as bad off as Janet. Brenda had a pleasing ache in her pussy, but she wasn't that close to having an orgasm. Only her poor sister was in a crisis.
John Douglas was undressing. Brenda remembered his lean body with that big cock. He grinned as he saw her looking at him. He ran his hand up and down the length of her thigh.
"Just wait your turn, pretty bitch," he told her.
"My cunt's on fire!" Janet cried. "Oh, God, somebody do something. My cunt's on fire."
Brenda was starting to realize that there was something else wrong with her sister. Janet wouldn't have gotten so hot with just a little cunt-licking. Someone must have put something in her drink to get her this hot.
She started to say something to Steve about it, but Steve's face was back between her legs. It felt so good that she didn't want him to stop. She put her hands on the back of his head and let him keep sucking her pussy.
"Oh, God," Janet moaned. "Do something for me. Please, do something for me."
"I don't think a hundred cocks would help a cunt like you," John said. "But I'm going to try. Now get up on your hands and knees like a good little bitch!"
It was disturbing to see her once-proud sister act so whorish. Janet hurriedly moved up on her hands and knees. Her face was closer to Brenda's and Brenda could see the saliva dripping out of one corner of Janet's mouth. Brenda had never seen anyone so ready to fuck.
John gave her what she wanted. He moved forward and crammed his thick meat into her pussy with one savage thrust. Brenda saw the look of pure animal pleasure that went over John's face. Janet's tongue was out and she was licking her lips.
"Fuck me!" Janet cried. "Fuck me good. Give me your cock! Fuck my hot cunt!"
John was having his fantasy come true. Her cunt was tight and hot as hell. She was putting some moves on him. Her ass was shaking in excitement. He thought about the other sister and he didn't want her to feel left out.
"Come here, cunt," he said. "Lick my balls and asshole while I'm fucking your sister!" - She didn't want to leave the pleasure Steve's mouth was giving her. It was Steve who made her get off the bed and go around behind John. She dropped to her knees so that she was facing his ass and heavy balls. She could see the quick rhythm as John stabbed his thick cock into her sister's cunt.
She leaned forward and began licking the crack of his ass. Nothing could have been more degrading. She licked until she had his asshole covered with her saliva. She moved forward so that she was licking his balls and sucking at them.
That seemed to excite John even more. He was thrusting his prick savagely into Janet's cunt. Brenda could hear the sounds his cock made as he drove it in powerfully. Brenda could also smell and taste some of Janet's leaking juices.
"Oh, shit!" Janet cried. "Shit, I'm coming. I needed that. I need it so bad. I'm coming. Christ, I'm coming. COMING!"
Janet screamed as she rammed her ass back against John. She seemed to keep on coming forever. Brenda kept ramming her tongue against John's balls until they stopped fucking. John suddenly pulled his prick out of Janet's cunt and let her fall onto the bed. He turned around quickly so that his burning prick brushed against Brenda's lips.
"Now you finish me off, cunt," he said. "I like the way you give a blow-job!"
Brenda hardly had time to take a breath as he rammed his fat cock between her lips. Steve and John must have planned this because Steve walked around behind her and started forcing her up on her hands and knees. John sat down on the bed and let her get more comfortable. She felt Steve's hand playing with her pussy-lips.
She realized what they were going to do as she heard Steve pulling his zipper down. Both of them were going to fuck her! She remembered how excited she had gotten at the movie.
Now it was going to happen to her.
John was moving his cock in and out of her lips slowly, as if he didn't want to come too soon. She could feel his cum dripping out of the sides of her mouth. He was leaking quite a bit of thick, creamy jism.
"Fuck her, Steve," John said. "Fuck her pussy!"
John was behind her, rubbing his stiff cock against her pussy-lips. She couldn't have stopped him if she'd wanted to. She felt it when he tensed and then gently pushed the massive head of his cock into her tender pussy.
"Oh, God," he groaned softly. "God, that's nice. That feels good!"
Brenda would have loudly agreed with him if she could have spoken. His big fat cock felt good filling her hot pussy. She started making little movements with her ass that she knew would turn him on even more.
"Shit, baby," Steve grunted. "Shit, keep doing that and I'm going to fuck your ass off!"
Steve began ramming his prick into her a little faster. John matched the same rhythm as he pushed his cock into her mouth. Brenda knew she would never feel so excited again. There was something about being fucked with two cocks at the same time that really made her tingle.
Now both the men had started ramming their cocks into her two holes as savagely as they could. She felt like John's cock was ramming all the way down into her belly, and it almost felt like Steve's cock was meeting it in the middle. She had never been used so brutally-or enjoyed it so much.
John had lost his rhythm and she could feel his cock-head growing inside her lips. More of his hot cum was dripping into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head with one hand, while he used his other hand to stroke her titties.
"Oh, shit," John groaned. "I'm going to blow it! I'm going to fucking come! Oh, shit, it feels good, baby! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"
He rammed forward as far as he could. She felt the hot explosion of his cock-cream in her mouth.
She started choking and swallowing, and she could feel the thick cock-jism filling her throat. She couldn't contain it all and she felt it dripping out of her mouth and wetting her chin.
"Oh, you bitch," John said softly. "You fucking cock-sucking bitch!"
John pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed the tip against her cheek. She could feel him leaving a trail of wet cum down the side of her face.
Her pussy felt like it was on fire, and Steve was ramming her as hard as he could. She felt his heavy balls slapping her each time he pushed in his cock. She could feel the fat wetness of his cock filling every inch of her pussy.
"That's it, baby!" she cried out. "Fuck me. Fuck me good!"
Steve was doing his best to fuck her hard. He hadn't pounded her pussy this hard before, not even that first time.
"You know how to do it to me!" she screamed. "You know how to fuck!"
She could see John watching them with an amused smile. That didn't bother her. Now all she could think about was Steve's wonderful cock filling her pussy. She started sliding on her knees so that she was ramming back against him as hard as he was fucking her.
"That's it, Steve!" she cried. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come! OH, JESUS, STEVE, OH JESUS!"
She almost lifted herself off the floor with the powerful spasms of pleasure that shot through her. She felt her pussy-juices soaking Steve's cock and dripping down the backs of her thighs. She didn't stop moving even when the last spasms went through her. She wanted Steve to enjoy it as much as she did.
"Give it to me, Steve," she whispered. "Shoot your cum in my pussy. Give it to me!"
She felt Steve's prick getting harder and fatter. She braced herself for the explosion of jism to follow. He was thrusting into her cunt so savagely that she was sure he was going to bruise her. She had never known him to get this violent. It must have made him hot to watch his wife being fucked by old John Douglas.
"I'm going to come," Steve whispered. "I'm fixing to come. I can feel it in my balls. It's shooting in you. Feel that, bitch? Feel my hot cum? OH, JESUS, I'M SHOOTING!"
He rammed forward again and his hot cum began to spurt wildly into her pussy. It was what she needed. It was like a soothing balm to help put out her fires. She felt the hot prick-juice running all down the backs of her legs and making her sticky.
She didn't mind that. She loved Steve's cum.
He moved in and out of her cunt a couple more times before she felt him pulling his cock out of her. Brenda felt sore and tired. She felt like she'd been pounded by a club.
"Wonderful," John Douglas said. "I'm going to my room and take a shower. I'll expect you all down to the party just as soon as you get dressed!"
John Douglas sounded like he owned them. She didn't say anything to him as he left the room, but she quickly turned on Steve.
"I'm sorry," Steve said, both to Brenda and his wife. "I just needed the promotion. It was important."
Janet didn't look angry as she kneeled down beside her husband.
"You know you should have told me," Janet said. "I'd do anything for you, even fuck that man's eyeballs out."
"Me, too," Brenda admitted, her anger gone. "I guess we'd better get back to the party. I'm a city girl now and I guess I'd better start learning to act the part."
Brenda sounded better than she felt. She had enjoyed what had happened to her, but she didn't like the thought of being forced. She also knew that she was going to stay in the city, and someday she would get her revenge on John Douglas. She was sure of that.
Mean, she wasn't going to feel guilty as as was going to enjoy fucking all she could.
