There are all types of people in the world, and it takes all types to make up the modern world. Society, though, has always tried to suppress certain groups, whether for religious, racial, economic or social reasons, never thinking that those who seem the most undesirable might, in fact, be the most necessary for the advancement of the culture.
Such was the case with the Jewish people in Nazi Germany, and is the case with Jews in the Soviet Union today. Such has it been since the beginning of time.
Quite often, those who have been most suppressed by society has been those who advocated sexual practices and values different than the society-dictated norm. Modern liberal thinkers like to believe they have left the prejudice of the past behind, but even they will draw the line at the age-old taboo of incest.
HORNY SISTER IN HEAT explores the relationship that develops between a shy young girl and her brother. Society would instantly condemn them, but who is to say? Today's perversion could be the norm of other cultures, or even the norm of our own culture under different circumstances.
HORNY SISTER IN HEAT-a novel that sheds light onto the dark places of the soul and asks questions that have no easy answers.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Meredith Ames turned in class and glared at the guy who was staring at her so rudely. It was only her third day in school, and already she was sick of the way the men all looked at her. Is there something about me that makes them do that? she wondered.
She knew she was considered good looking, but that couldn't be the reason. For one thing, she dressed in very severe and tailored clothes, silk blouses with big bows at the throat, skirts that went halfway down her calves.
Her firm jutting tits she kept encased in a tight bra that kept them from being conspicuous. Her long blonde hair she wound up tightly in a prim bun that could not draw attention, it was so plain. In fact, she did just about everything she could think of to keep men at a distance, and still she could feel their eyes on her wherever she went.
It made her sick. It made her want to cover herself even more, to keep away their offending glances. They reminded her of Doug, her old boyfriend, who had wanted to fuck her all the time. He had put his hands all over her, making her sick, not even having enough respect to stop when she asked.
Doug had even tried to tear off her clothes one night, but she had kicked him squarely in the balls. And that had been the end of that. She wasn't even sorry, and told him he had deserved it. From that time to this, she had not had a boyfriend, and hadn't missed one either.
Just animals, she thought, whenever she thought of men. All they want is to stick their thing in a girl. It's depressing. I don't see how other girls can put up with it. I certainly can't. And I won't, either.
The guy who had been staring at her tried to make conversation as they passed out the door after class. Actually, Meredith realized, he really wasn't bad looking. He had broad shoulders and a sharp masculine jaw, and wore a plaid flannel shirt. His eyes were deep blue, and penetrating.
"Hi, I'm Jack Wilson," he said, his blue eyes flickering with wry humor.
Meredith tried simply to push past him, but the door jamb caught her shoulder. Jack had wedged himself so cleverly into the doorway that she couldn't get past him.
"Would you let me get through, please?" Meredith said tartly.
"I want to know how you wind your hair up so tight," he said, grinning.
"It's none of your business," Meredith said. "Now please get out of my way."
"I was just thinking, it might even give you a headache," he continued. "Doesn't it?"
"Nothing I can't handle," she said through her teeth.
"Are you sure?" Jack said. "Because I know a good cure for headaches."
"I'll bet you do. Now please--"
"Just a minute, now," he interrupted. "You didn't even tell me your name."
"My name is none of your business,"
Meredith said in a clipped voice, trying to discourage him.
He drew even closer to her. Then he stepped aside, letting her get out of the classroom, walking beside her. The way he looked at her was so bold that Meredith had half a mind to slap him. He was doing worse than undressing her in his mind. He was . . . raping her, right there, with his eyes.
There was no other word for it. Meredith felt her face flushing, and her heart beating.
You jerk! she wanted to shout at him. What do you want from me?
"But I'd like it to be my business," he said, walking beside her.
"I wouldn't." Just to get rid of him, she added, "And my name is Meredith."
He followed her to her car. "You know," he said, "you'd probably get more fun out of life if you'd loosen up a bit. I think you're beautiful, and I just wanted to get to know you, that's all."
He ran his fingers along Meredith's arm, up to her sleeve. She jerked her arm away violently.
"Just leave me alone!" She glowered at him.
"Why don't you offer me a ride home?" he said, not flinching.
"Because I'm not going your way," she snapped.
"Are you sure?" He grinned.
As she tried to get into the car he forced himself in beside her, pushing her along the seat so that he was behind the wheel. Meredith whimpered and hit his thigh with her fist.
"I'll scream," she warned him through clenched teeth. "You can't do this! It's kidnapping."
"Oh, is that what it is?" He winked. And then he plucked the keys from her hand.
He got the car going and drove off. Meredith didn't know what to do. She could scream, but it seemed so undignified. Surely he wouldn't do anything really awful to her, would he? He was a student, after all, not a criminal or a sex fiend.
But when she noticed him turning off the highway toward the woods, she grew scared. Silent tears began sliding down her cheeks. God, he's not going to hurt me, is he?
"Please . . . take me back," she said softly.
"I have something I want to show you," he said, still grinning.
"What?"
"You'll see."
He stopped the car in a secluded spot. Meredith quickly tried to open the door and jump out, but he grabbed her wrist and wrenched her back inside.
"Ouch! God, you're hurting me!" she spat at him.
"I'm not going to hurt you if you don't resist," he said firmly.
"Resist what?" Meredith asked, trembling now.
"I said I had something to show you."
She bit her lower lip and watched him slowly unzip his fly. Next he fished inside with his fingers and drew out a large cock, pink and throbbing, swelling and rising. Meredith looked at his prick with horror.
God, he really is going to rape me! she thought. How am I going to get out of this?
"You can't do this," she said under her breath. "Isn't it against the law or something? I mean, you've kidnapped me."
"Aw now, I thought you'd like it." He grinned. "All the other women I've showed it to liked it."
"Well, not this one," Meredith said primly. Still, she couldn't take her eyes off his prick. His cock was really fat and long, and seemed to have a life of its own, jumping and twitching. She could feel her blood pounding in the veins behind her ears as she watched. "I thought maybe you'd like to kiss it," he said.
Meredith grew very stiff and aloof. She crossed her arms over her tits and stared forward through the windshield.
"Certainly not," she said.
Suddenly she felt his hand behind her neck. Before she knew what was happening he had the clips out of her tightly wound hair, and it was spilling, soft and golden, around her shoulders. Then he was pulling her down, head first, to his crotch.
Meredith struggled violently, trying to pull away from him. But he was too strong for her.
"Umphhh! What are you doing?" she said, trying to wriggle free.
He held her face only inches from his big cock, which was now stiff as a pipe, still pulsing wildly. The sight of his prick so close filled Meredith with horror. What a god-awful ugly thing.
Slowly he forced her lips closer and closer. Meredith's whole body shook with the effort to resist.
"I'll scream!" she panted crazily, her mouth so close to his jumping prick that if she extended her tongue she would touch his flesh.
"Nobody'll hear you, Meredith," he murmured softly, still pushing her head down.
Her lips brushed the hot pulsing stalk of cock-flesh. His prick seemed to throb and quiver even more excitedly, and she could hear him gasp with pleasure.
"I'll bite it," she whispered, unable to conceal her hatred of him for doing this to her, destroying her dignity this way.
"You're in for one big hell of a mess if you do, Meredith," he said calmly.
Suddenly she felt him fiddling with the buttons of her blouse with his free hand. Again she writhed and struggled, trying to get away, but her struggles only seemed to arouse him more. He had her blouse unbuttoned and her bra unclasped, all with one hand while his other hand held her head down in his crotch, before she could even get out a protest.
"Please," she wept softly, tears now streaming down her cheeks. "Please don't do this to me."
"Why, somebody's got to do it to you, Meredith," he said. "Otherwise you may never get to know how much you can like it."
"I don't like it," she whimpered, trying not to cry as she felt him removing her blouse.
Now he let her sit up again, but only so that he could get both hands on her naked young tits. They were full swelling mounds, perfectly round and smooth, with thick plump pink nipples. He squeezed and manipulated them, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs until they sprang erect.
Meredith could feel her body responding to his touch even though she didn't want to. She was horrified and tried to control the hot pounding of her blood by thinking what a bastard he was for forcing this on her. She tried to breathe evenly and think of something else, of her biology homework, for example.
But now he was kissing her tits, and she could hardly control herself. She had never let anyone touch them before, let alone put his mouth on them. Doug, her ex-boyfriend, had tried, but she had put a stop to that quickly.
But now this guy in the flannel shirt was exploring every inch of them with his mouth, licking her nipples with his tongue. Meredith could feel her tits grow warm and start to throb. She couldn't control the small soft pantings that came from her throat.
He held each firm resilient tit-globe in his hands, squeezing them gently while he let his lips slide all over them. When he finally sucked one of her tingling nipples into his wet warm mouth, Meredith's whole body shuddered with a spasm of pleasure. An involuntary gasp of bliss escaped from her mouth.
"Ahhhh!" she breathed, clamping her teeth down on the sigh almost before it escaped.
Before devouring her other nipple in the same way, he looked her straight in the eyes. He still held both of her tits in his hands, and the nipple he had just sucked was taut and aching, wet with his saliva.
"You have beautiful tits, Meredith," he said. "You shouldn't keep them hidden away like that, where no one can admire them. I want to rub them all over my cock."
He dropped his mouth to her other nipple, and she jumped again with a sharp stab of pleasure as he sucked. But she was repelled totally by what he said, even though it was all she could do to fight the pleasure his mouth on her tits obviously gave her.
But to rub his revolting stiff organ all over them? It would make her vomit.
Oh God, how am I going to get out of this? she wondered, squirming half in pleasure and half in resistance.
"Meredith, your tits are so beautiful, I'd like to fuck you right between the tits," he gasped, really getting heated up with lust now.
"You've got to be kidding," Meredith gasped with shock.
"I'm not kidding at all," he said, suddenly forcing her body down toward his crotch again.
This time he slid out from behind the steering wheel for more room. With both strong arms, he forced her torso down, mashing her firm round tits against the throbbing fat stalk of his stiff prick. Meredith squealed and struggled, but she couldn't get loose.
"Ooooohhhhh!" she said. "Let me go!"
"Ungghh!" he groaned. "God, that feels good, Meredith!"
Encircling her body from behind with his arms, he grabbed her tits with his hands and held them steady while he fucked his prick up and down in the valley between them.
Oh my God, he really means it! she thought. He pushed her aching tits against his cock, rubbing up and down rapidly.
"Unh . . . unh!" he grunted softly, his movements growing more jerky and stiff by the second. "God, Meredith honey, I'm going to come!"
Oh, this isn't happening to me! Meredith thought wildly. I'm dreaming it, I've got to be! It isn't really happening to me, is it?
But it was happening to her. His hands now squeezed her tits very roughly, and he stabbed up into her swollen pink nipples with the head of his cock. Then, suddenly, the creamy warm jets of his cum gushed out as he gave a strangled groan.
"Ungghhaaoowwnngg!" he cried.
The warm rivers of jism squirted all over Meredith's naked tits. She bit her lip and tried to choke back her own revulsion, as if she really were going to vomit, as she had suspected. At the same time there was something enormously exciting about it, which she realized but quickly suppressed.
His arms now relaxed and she sat slowly up, looking down at the streaks of white jism that dripped from her tits. He reached into his back pocket and handed her a folded handkerchief.
"Here, you can wipe it up with that," he murmured, still panting from the effects of his climax. "I'm sorry, I really didn't intend for it to happen that soon."
Meredith glared at him. "I suppose you wanted to torture me a little bit first," she spat.
"Oh, lighten up, honey," he said, sarcastically. "I'll bet you enjoyed it."
Meredith wiped up his cum with the handkerchief, wiping it off her jutting young tits, feeling totally disgusted. This is the awfullest thing that's ever happened to me, she thought.
"Oh yes, it was almost as much fun as having the measles," she told him, buttoning her blouse up again. "Now, if you don't get out of my car I'll call the police when I get home and report this whole thing."
"You're kidding," he said.
"Try me."
Still, she couldn't help glancing down at his cock, which he had made no effort to cover. His prick lay there now like a sleeping giant, after spewing all over her. Meredith found it fascinating. She half-wondered how it would have felt if she had let him go ahead. But then she quickly repressed that thought. Are you kidding? she asked herself. Do it with this disgusting creep? Who shot his wad all over my boobies?
Trying to control her fury, she opened the side door for him and went around to the driver's seat while he climbed out. She started the car and gunned the engine. He stood glumly by the front fender, slowly zipping up his pants now as she drove off.
"So long, asshole," she said, using a very uncharacteristic word for her, but one he richly deserved.
But by the time she got back to the dorm where she lived she realized what an effect the whole thing had had on her. She locked herself in her room and sat on the bed, trying not to think about it but unable to think about anything else.
God, my pussy's wet, she suddenly realized, squeezing her thighs together. He got me all aroused, doing that. I didn't want to admit it, but I can't help it.
Slowly she removed her blouse and bra and looked down at her smooth round tits. Just a while ago they had been streaked with his jism. When he had stabbed the head of his cock into my nipples she thought she was going to come unglued, she remembered. She wondered why that thought was so exciting.
She ran her forefinger lightly across each of her nipples, feeling hot tingling tremors race through her tits. God, that feels good! she thought. She scissored them with her fingers, watching them spring erect.
"I shouldn't be doing this," she said, as if someone could hear her.
But she was alone. There's no one but me to know what I'm doing, she thought. She cupped her full round tits in both hands and pinched her nipples softly until the pleasure had her breathing hard. A hot itch of need began to develop deep inside her cunt.
Slowly she unzipped her skirt and slid it down her thighs. Next she slid her panties down her legs, off her ankles. She had never done anything like this before. It was hard to believe at this moment, since she wanted to so much, but she had never touched her body before in this way.
Now she ran her hands all over her feverish young flesh, feeling a sexual need that seemed entirely new. What has he done to me? she wondered. I never felt this way until he did that to me. His cock was so big and hard and hot.
She tried to remember what his prick had felt like nestled in the valley between her upthrusting tits. The memory made her tremble and pant. She looked down at the place where it had been, twitching and jerking, between her tits. Right there. And it just came, all over me.
A sharp shudder gripped her. She dipped one hand instinctively between her thighs. Her cuntlips were wet and swollen, blossoming and red. She shivered with excitement as her fingers touched them.
"Oh yesssssss!" she gasped.
Slowly, feeling she was doing something very wicked, she slipped one finger into her cunt. The sensations were electrifying. She wondered why she had never done this before. She fucked the finger in and out and felt her body begin to melt with pleasure.
Soon she had another finger inside, and she began wondering what a fat cock like his would feel like inside her pussy. Squirming and twisting on her bed now, she groped in her pussy and panted hotly for release. Meredith's eyes darted wildly around her room, as if searching for something.
Something bigger, I need something bigger, she thought. Her eyes fell on her hair-dryer which lay on the dresser. It had a long thick plastic handle, and in her hot frenzy of lust it seemed just what she needed. God, I'm glad nobody can see me doing this! she thought, feeling embarrassed, but too out of control to stop.
Quickly she snatched the hair-dryer up and brought it back to the bed with her. Again she ran her hands all over her smooth warm body, unable to believe how good it felt. She squeezed her aching tits, and tweaked her taut nipples. Her hips gyrated automatically, moving rhythmically as she spread her thighs.
She had to bite her lower lip to keep from crying out as she introduced the tip of the hairdryer handle into her simmering wet cunt-slit. But the rest slid in easily, she was so wet. It was a long handle, and she pushed almost the whole thing up into her pulsing pussy.
"Ohnnnn God!" she moaned softly, hoping nobody would walk by in the hallway outside.
"God, it feels so good!"
I'm fucking myself, she realized. Oh yes! Fucking, fucking, yes, oh God, it's so good! Using the word "fuck" was almost something of a religious experience for the girl.
She lay on her back with her thighs yawning open and gripped the hair-dryer with both hands, fucking the handle slowly in and out of her pussy until she could barely keep from fainting with pleasure. Soft mewling sounds of ecstasy came from her throat, and she twisted her body with uncontrollable passion to make the pleasure even more intense. Her hips began to pump wildly.
Oh shit, I think I'm going to come! she thought. The only time she had ever come before was in a dream. But this was no dream. Panting and gasping crazily, her hips churning frantically, she jabbed the handle up into her pussy, feeling it run along the aching berry of her clit.
Her need was so great that she even forgot that someone might overhear her. She had to come, that was all. Let me come! she thought, straining, arching her back, shimmying her ass. She knew her climax was near, so close!
"Unnnnaaoowwnnggg!" she suddenly cried.
The sharp spasms of an incredible climax hook her body. Gasping and sputtering wildly, she pumped and shuddered, feeling her flesh run with fire. Fierce explosions of bliss ripped through her pussy.
"Anngghhhh!" she groaned, suddenly rolling her head sideways and biting into the pillow so she wouldn't scream too loudly. Her muffled moans poured into the pillowcase.
The climax lasted only a short time, then was over, before she wanted it to be over. She glanced down and saw the handle of the hairdryer protruding from her pussy, all wet with her fuck-juices. Suddenly, even though she had experienced wild pleasure, the whole thing filled her with revulsion.
She felt horribly ashamed, as if a crowd had just watched her fucking herself and was now laughing derisively at her. Quickly she withdrew the handle from her cunt, gasping sharply again with pleasure as she felt the edge graze her still-swollen clit.
Somehow it had been satisfying and not satisfying at the same time. The orgasm had been good, but now she felt dirty. Whatever made me do something like that? she wondered with disgust. But then, in the next second, she remembered the feel of her abductor's cock spurting hot gobs of cum all over her naked tits, and a fresh twinge of lust would leap up inside her cunt again.
Maybe I really wanted him to do it to me, she thought. Oh no, that can't be true! God, he was disgusting! The whole thing was disgusting, dirty, sick! And this was too, fucking myself like this. Not even with my own hands, but with a hair-dryer! Sick!
But there was still part of Meredith that wondered how it could be sick when it felt so good. The whole thing seemed too complicated to figure out, and she went to take a shower down the hall, to wash all this filth off her body, instead of thinking about it any further.
CHAPTER TWO
The next day Meredith dropped the class where she had met the guy who had kidnapped her, as she still thought of the incident. She couldn't bear to even see him again. She still toyed with the thought of reporting him to the authorities, but then she knew she would have to describe everything. She couldn't do that for anything, not even revenge, and so she gave up the idea.
But now that it had happened she couldn't get over the feeling that every man who looked at her wanted to do that same thing. She had bound her blonde hair around her head even more tightly than usual. She had worn a loose blouse, and a tailored jacket to conceal her out-thrusting tits.
But it didn't matter-they all looked at her like she was meat. Like they all wanted to fall on her and tear off her clothes, all of them. And rape her. Stick their hot stiff cocks into her everywhere.
The very thought made her shiver with revulsion. She began to wonder who she could talk to about it. She had to tell someone about this horrible feeling she had, about the way she was beginning to feel disgusted with men. Was it natural? Was it just because of what had happened?
Her friends didn't seem the type she would like to confide in. One night when she was sitting glumly in her room, she suddenly recalled how when she was a teenager she would often talk things over with her older brother Mike. He was always understanding and thoughtful.
He and his wife only lived about an hour from the school. She gave him a call and asked him if she could visit.
"Sure, Meredith, I don't mind if you want to come up for the weekend," he said. "But Marianne is away right now. Her mother is sick and she had to fly back east."
"Oh, that's okay. I don't mind," Meredith assured him.
"Well, if you don't mind, then I'll plan on seeing you Saturday, okay?"
"Definitely," she said, feeling relieved.
All the way to the house on Saturday she felt warm and happy, as if just going there would solve all her problems. Mike was out in front of the house washing his car when she drove up. He had his shirt off, and Meredith felt funny as she realized that she was staring at the bronzed rippling muscles of his chest and back.
She couldn't remember ever taking an interest in her brother's body before, or even wanting to. But he was very good looking, she did remember that. He grinned at her as she stepped from her car, taking her bag and hugging her.
"Well, long time no see," he said. "It must've been about two years now, right?"
Meredith nodded, briefly confused by the strong manly embrace he held her in, and by the smell of his half-naked body. She didn't want to admit to herself the feelings they aroused.
"But I knew it couldn't be long before I saw you, what with the university being so close," Mike said, carrying her bag into the house.
They talked briefly, and he showed her to the guest room. Then he left her alone to unpack, saying he had several things to take care of around the house. Later on, she wandered into the kitchen and found him in his swimming trunks, with a towel draped over his neck.
"Want to go for a swim?" he asked, smiling. "I haven't even shown you the pool yet."
Meredith blushed. "I . . . didn't bring a suit," she said shyly.
"Oh, Marianne's got plenty of them, I'll bet," her brother said. "I'll just get you one and you can come in too."
He disappeared, then returned, dangling a couple wispy pieces of cloth from his fingers.
"She likes 'em skimpy," he said, grinning.
"I've never worn anything like that," Meredith said nervously.
"What's the matter? Chicken?" her brother joked.
"Certainly not," she snapped, grabbing the bikini from his outstretched hand. "I'll be back in a minute."
But when she put it on she didn't know if she wanted to keep her word. Her tits were larger than Marianne's because the flimsy pieces of orange cloth that was supposed to be the top barely covered her thick protruding nipples. Even so, she could clearly see them swelling under the stretched fabric, the center nubs sticking up even farther.
And the bottom was not much better. It was little more than a few strings, with a triangular patch of cloth to fit over her pussy. Her cunt hair showed at the sides. God, it's too embarrassing, she thought. I can't wear this! Not even in front of my own brother.
But she didn't know what else to do. If she went back and told him no, she wouldn't wear it, he would only call her a chicken again. Anyway, what did it matter? He wasn't some stranger, after all. He was her own brother. He, at least, wouldn't be looking at her body, trying to get a glimpse of her cunt, or her nipples, or something.
So she put the suit on and went back into the kitchen. But Mike was already outside at the pool. He waved to her through the kitchen window. Meredith slowly walked through the back door and onto the pool deck.
She had been wrong about Mike, whose eyes immediately popped nearly out of his head. They ran up and down her nearly naked body. His gaze lingered on her swelling young tits, and the outlines of her plump nipples under the thin cloth.
"My God, even Marianne doesn't look as good in that as you do," he said.
Meredith felt like snatching up a beach towel -there were several around on the pool furniture-and covering herself. This wasn't supposed to be happening. It made her very self-conscious.
"I'm your sister, Mike," she said reproachfully. "You're not supposed to be looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"You know how you're looking at me."
"You may be my sister, but you're also a woman," he said in a soft, suggestive voice. "And what a woman. I'm only human, you know."
"Obviously," Meredith said coldly. "Aren't you going to take down your hair?"
"Why should I?" Meredith asked defensively.
"I don't know." Her brother shrugged. "I just thought it might be more comfortable. I'd think it would give you a headache, wound up tight like that all the time."
She saw his eyes dipping down to her thighs and her crotch, dwelling on the glistening golden tufts of her thatch that spilled out from the tiny patch of cloth. All men seemed to be alike, even down to the same old lines.
"You're the one who's giving me the headache," she said, trying to loosen up a little. "Well, are we going in or not?"
"Absolutely." Her brother grinned. "Last one in is a horny toad!"
He ran and jumped into the pool, causing a huge splash. Meredith watched his glistening, muscular body as he swam and did backflips in the water. Finally he surfaced near the edge of the pool, squinting up at her.
"You're the horny toad," he said. "What are you waiting for?"
"If you'll get out of the way, I'll jump in," she said.
"I'm not in the way. Just jump over me."
Meredith clenched her teeth, wondering why he was so contrary. She held her breath and made a perfect arcing dive into the pool, knifing the water with clean precision. But the impact of her head against the water jarred loose her hairpins.
Her hair came undone and floated in a heavy mass behind her back. She surfaced and shook the water out of her eyes.
"Great dive," her brother said, swimming so over to her side. "Thank you," she said, treading water. "Your hair came loose anyway."
"I know."
She pulled it back out of her face with one hand. The water made it very heavy. She saw Mike's eyes dropping down.
"Something else came loose too," he said.
Meredith quickly looked down. The bikini top was gone. It had slipped completely off when she had dived into the pool.
"Oh my God," she gasped, holding one arm across her naked tits.
But it was impossible to tread water that way and she began to sink. She spluttered, spitting out water and trying to stay afloat with only one hand.
"You don't have to do that," Mike grinned. "I'm only your brother, remember?"
"Will you quit staring, then?" Meredith snapped, swimming to the side of the pool.
She started to pull herself up out of the pool, but Mike was right beside her. He grabbed her and held her in the water. One of his hands came up and cupped her naked left tit, squeezing gently under the water.
"Ooohhh!" Meredith said, glaring at him, trying to squirm away. "Will you stop that?"
"No," he said, rubbing her nipple between his thumb and finger. "Don't you like it?"
"No!"
"Meredith . . . you're so beautiful," he said softly. "How can I help wanting--"
"You'd better help it!" she said sharply. "I'm your sister!"
"I know," he said, not taking his hand off her tit.
She hated to admit that it had felt good, even though it had. Mike's body was all tanned and glistening with water, and just rubbing against him aroused her. It's not supposed to be this way! she said to herself, wondering why it was happening.
"Mike, we can't do this," she said softly. "I know how you feel, but we can't."
"You know how I feel?"
Meredith nodded. What good would it do to deny it? She felt an enormous excitement churning through her body, but she had to get control of herself.
Then, before she could do anything about it, Mike's lips were on her neck, kissing her hotly, licking the water off her smooth pale skin. Next he was kissing her cheek, then her mouth, coiling his tongue around hers.
Worst of all, Meredith realized, she was kissing him back. Her lips curved against his, and she responded to his searching tongue heatedly. When their mouths came apart they were both panting softly.
"Let's get out of the pool," Mike whispered. "It's so hard to move around in here."
She nodded, letting him help her out. He couldn't take his eyes off her naked tits. And Meredith noticed the swollen knob of flesh in the crotch of his swim trunks. For the first time, she realized that this was even more serious than she had thought.
He doesn't just want to feel my tits, she thought. He wants to fuck me. God, he wants to fuck me! I can't believe I could even think such a thing!
Mike handed her a towel. "Let's go inside the house," he said.
She shook her head. "No, we can't."
"Don't worry. Nothing will happen."
He took her hand and pulled her gently after him, even though Meredith continued to protest. She couldn't take her eyes off the rippling tanned muscles in his back, or his strong thighs.
Gee, I never realized how good-looking he is, she thought. "Just let me go, Mike," she said softly. "Just let me go change. We'll forget this happened."
But as soon as they got inside the house, where no one could see them, Mike took her in his arms. Meredith struggled, but his passion was so insistent she couldn't stop him. He kissed her neck again, and her bare shoulders, finally dropping his mouth to her tits.
He cupped them in both hands and raised her nipples to his lips, licking them feverishly, then sucking them with sharp thirsty lust. Meredith began mewling softly, feeling the pleasure flood through her throbbing tits. Her nipples ached between his lips.
"Oh, Mike, please don't!" she begged him. "Please don't do this!"
But she didn't want him to stop. She dug her fingers into the hard muscles of his back, arching her body slightly to push her pulsing tits up into his mouth. Her knees grew weak. She had never quite felt the way she felt right now. Her pussy oozed with warm fuck-juice.
"Meredith, your tits are so gorgeous," Mike panted, exploring every inch of her firm young tit-globes with his mouth and hands.
"Ohhhnnnn!" she moaned, feeling her body instinctively become pliant and submissive in his strong arms.
She had never responded to a man this way before. Even though she knew how wrong it was, there was almost nothing that could make her deny him anything he wanted. God, Mike, you can fuck me if you want to, she said to herself, shivering with horror at the thought, and yet erupting with hot sexual flashes.
"I want you," her brother panted into her ear, dropping his hands to her bikini bottom.
"But I . . . I've never done it," Meredith whispered to him tentatively.
She remembered stuffing the hair-dryer handle into her pussy and coming wildly. He certainly wouldn't think she was a virgin after that. But she was.
She could hardly control herself. Her body didn't seem to be hers any more. She throbbed vibrantly in his hands, and all she wanted was for him not to stop. Even if he was her own brother.
Mike's fingers slipped under the cloth of her skimpy bikini bottom and touched the firm jouncy cheeks of her ass. He caressed her round asscheeks, then slipped one hand around in front, dipping between her silky thighs. His finger grazed the puffy wet lips of her cunt.
"Ahhh!" Meredith gasped with shock, and pleasure.
"Really?" he whispered. "You've never done it?"
She nodded, panting rapidly now. "Never."
She bit her full lower lip as his finger slid up into the juicy tight channel of her pussy. She shuddered as fire poured through her shaking body. She could hardly keep standing up.
"Oh, I'm going to fall, Mike," she whimpered, sagging against him.
"This way," Mike said, supporting her as he led her down the hallway.
He took her into the bedroom. There was a huge king-size bed, and Mike quickly pulled down the covers, exposing the sheet. Meredith began to shake even more.
God, what are we doing! she asked herself, trying not to get hysterical.
"Oh no, oh no, Mike," she said, backing toward the door, pulling away from him. "Oh no, we can't do this."
But he was beside her again before she could get away. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her body against his. Her naked tits mashed against his hard chest. His mouth mauled her lips urgently.
As he kissed her, he drew one of her hands down to his crotch and placed it on the pulsing twisted lump of his cock. Meredith tried to yank her hand away, but he held it there. His prick was alive and throbbing.
His reminded her of the cock that had spurted all over her naked tits. The memory made her hot blood rush even faster through her veins. Mike lifted her hand up slightly and pulled open the elastic band of his trunks. Then he pushed her hand down inside.
Meredith's fingers encircled her brother's hot thick cock. Oh God, I can't help it! she cried to herself. I want it! I shouldn't, but I want it!
She lifted her other hand and thrust it down into his trunks too, cradling his hot throbbing shaft in both hands. Her fingers went down to his balls and fondled them. Mike slid his bathing trunks down his legs and kicked them away.
Meredith looked down at the twitching spear of cock-flesh she held in her hands. His prick seemed immense! His was much bigger than the other one, the one belonging to the guy who had kidnapped her. Mike's cock was very long and fat, with a huge swollen head, and fierce purplish veins all along the stalk.
She couldn't take her eyes off it as he pulled her over to the bed. God, it'll split me in half! she thought. I never realized they got that big! And it's my own brother's, too!
"Mike . . . it's so big!" she said, lying down beside him on the sheet. "It'll hurt me."
"No it won't," he murmured, stroking her quivering body. "It'll make you feel good."
"Oh, Mike ..." Meredith sighed as he kissed her aching young tits again, then her smooth flat belly, then her inner thighs.
She had heard that men liked to "eat pussy," but she had never imagined anything like that happening to her. But her young trembling body was filled with such incredible pleasure that there was no way she could stop him. She spread her tawny thighs, feeling his lips approach her warm runny pussy-slit.
God, he's going to do it! she thought. He's going to kiss me there! He's going to put his tongue inside me! I don't know if I can stand it!
"Ahhhh!" she gasped sharply as she felt the tip of her brother's tongue on her puckered cuntlips.
Her body arched, then stiffened. She began to shake uncontrollably. Mike's lips followed his tongue. He kissed her wet pussy with hungry passion, slithering his tongue up into her tingling cunt-furrow.
The pleasurable sensations nearly made Meredith swoon. She moaned and squirmed, gasping heatedly as he devoured her steamy slit. Instinctively her thighs closed against his head, and she dropped her hands to his hair, rubbing his scalp, pulling his face into her cunt.
"Yes, oh yessssss, Mike!" she panted. "God, it feels so good! I never knew it would feel this way! Yessss! Eat me!"
Mike knew what he was doing. In seconds he had Meredith ready to crawl the walls. With his lips and tongue he explored the entire damp seam of her cunt and the split between her ass, and Meredith was soon writhing and whimpering deliriously.
Her hips churned instinctively, pumping and straining. Mike invaded her boiling pussy with his fingers, and then began to flick her swollen clit with his tongue. Without warning, Meredith felt an explosive orgasm well up inside of her body.
"Unh! Oh Mike!" she cried. "Unnnghhiii-eeeeeee!"
Her luscious young body shuddered as the spasms shook her. She groaned and strained her muscles, feeling him suck her clit, feeling the sharp stabs of ecstasy penetrate her flesh. Still shivering with wild sexual tremors, she hardly knew what was happening as she felt him push her thighs apart and climb between them.
"Oh God, we can't do this!" she panted crazily, knowing that nothing could stop them.
"Yes we can, Meredith," Mike said calmly, staring hotly into her eyes.
"But it's so wrong, Mike!" she gasped. "We can't! What about Marianne?"
"She won't know," he said, rubbing the swollen bulb on the end of his cock up and down in her warm cuntlips.
Meredith nearly became unglued. Her fingernails dug into his back as the enormous shaft of his prick slid up into her tight pussy. His cock was so big that she felt completely stuffed.
But there was no pain, something she had feared. Instead she felt welded together with her brother, impaled on the heavenly pole of his gigantic cock. She sighed and her body began to undulate underneath him, her hips gyrating slowly as he began to fuck her.
"Ohhhnnnn," she moaned softly, panting into his ear. "I never knew it could be like this, Mike! Ohhnn! Unghh! God, your cock is so big!"
"Meredith, you're so beautiful," he gasped.
His hands still ran all over her naked body. His mouth found her tits again and sucked her nipples so hungrily that Meredith began to mewl with unquestionable lust. A hot fog of delirious sexual need seemed to envelop her.
"But, God, we're not supposed to be doing this," she whimpered to him. "I'm your sister, Mike. Unghhh! Ohhnnnh God, it feels so good!"
"You don't want me to stop, do you?" he asked slyly.
"Oh no, don't stop! Please don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
She locked her legs around his hips and began to pump harder. Somehow she had never come completely down from the climax he had given her while eating her pussy, and now she could feel another one only seconds away.
"Fuck me harder, fuck me harder," she gasped to him hotly, churning her pelvis, pushing her cunt up into his plunging prick.
"You're a quick comer, Meredith," he panted, smiling as he began to ram his cock into her more roughly.
"Oh Jesus!" she whooped. "I'm . . . I'm--"
Mike's hands slipped down to her squirming ass. He gripped her firm round asscheeks, one in each hand, and held her steady, then jammed his huge cock deep into her erupting pussy. To Meredith, it felt like his cock went all the way from her cunt up to her throat.
Her whole body exploded with honey-fire. She couldn't control the wild spasms that gripped her flesh. Writhing and cawing for breath, she whimpered and moaned with pleasure as the tremors of a fierce orgasm shook her.
"Unnghhhh . . . ohhnngghhiieeeeeee!" she wailed, flipping her cunt up into his still-hammering cock.
Again and again her brother fucked his piercing cock deep in her creaming pussy, grunting and panting wildly himself as he began to come too. The warm spurts of his cum shooting into her cunt-slit made Meredith spill over with a fresh climax.
She clung to him desperately, crying out with wild ecstasy as his cum jumped into her from his thrusting prick. Her whole body was wrapped around him, her long legs around his hips, her arms around his neck. She wouldn't let him go, not even when the heavenly shocks of their orgasms began to subside.
"Oh, don't let me go, don't let me go!" she whimpered to him, kissing his face, his shoulders. "No, don't take it out of me. Don't ever take it out of me, please!"
"I'll have to take it out some time," her brother joked, caressing her naked body now with more tenderness.
"I didn't know fucking would be like this," Meredith confessed, still breathless from the hot, hammering fuck she had received.
"Take it from me," Mike said. "It isn't always this good."
She nuzzled his neck. "Is that because we're really not supposed to be doing it in the first place?"
"Probably."
"What would Marianne say if she found out?" she asked.
"She's not going to find out," Mike said, glaring directly into her eyes, as if to warn her.
"Am I as good as she is?"
Mike grinned. "You haven't had as much practice."
Meredith pouted. She moved her hips in a subtle but unmistakable fashion, feeling his partially soft cock slide in and out of her still-wet pussy.
"In that case, I want you to fuck me again," she said. "I want you to fuck me and fuck me until you admit that I'm as good as she is."
"Meredith, Meredith," he chuckled, responding quickly to her heated advances.
She could feel his cock growing hard again fast. She pushed his face down to her tits, knowing that sucking them really turned him on.
"Do it to me again," she whimpered. "Suck me. Fuck me, Mike. Fuck me again and again. I want it."
And she didn't have any trouble getting him to assent. His lips found her nipples and his cock began probing her wet slit again, and Meredith felt her heartbeat accelerate. She nearly swooned as she felt the wonderful pressure of an explosive climax begin to build again.
I'll be as good as my brother's wife, she thought, squeezing her brother's sliding cock with her cunt muscles, hearing him gasp with pleasure. I'll be as good as anybody can be.
CHAPTER THREE
She ended up staying through the weekend with her brother Mike. The only thing bad about it was that he couldn't fuck her enough. True, he fucked her twice more on the first day, and four more times on the second. But somehow even that wasn't enough for Meredith, now that she had found out how good fucking could be.
She had orgasms that she thought ought to go down in the record books-sweet skimming shuddering climaxes that seemed to go on forever, and short explosive blasts that threatened to tear her apart. Anything, it seemed, could set her off, from his tongue on her clit, to his big stiff cock probing the depths of her seething pussy, to the feel of his cum shooting into her.
It all made her come, made her gasp and moan as the hot surges of pleasure poured through her.
"I'll never be able to stand it," she told him on Sunday night as she got ready to leave. "Not having you fuck me all the time."
"You could stand it before this weekend," he said.
"But that was before. This is now."
"Frankly, I think the best thing we can do is forget it ever happened," Mike said, kissing her lightly on the mouth.
Meredith was wounded. "How could I ever forget it? This was the best weekend of my life."
He held her against him and dropped one hand between her thighs. His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her jeans. Meredith felt her breath quicken.
"Let's do it just one more time, before I leave," she whispered.
"We just did it one more time about twenty minutes ago," Mike said. "I don't think I could even get it up again."
"I'll suck him," Meredith said. "He'll stand up again for me."
She dropped to her knees and began unzipping his fly, but he quickly pulled her back to her feet.
"I wouldn't leave here if I thought I could never have you fuck me again," she told him.
"But I'm married, Meredith," Mike told her solemnly. "What about Marianne?"
"You told me you liked fucking me," Meredith pouted.
"I love fucking you," he said, chuckling softly. "But the best thing you can do now is go back to school and try to meet some nice guys who can keep you company. Forget about this. It was great, but it was just a passing moment."
Meredith felt very close to tears, but she was determined not to let them show.
"Does that mean . . . we can't do it again?" she asked meekly.
"I don't know what it means. You yourself said we shouldn't have done it in the first place."
"But since we did I can't stand it without you."
He led her out to her car and made her get into it. Meredith tried hard to make herself believe that they would do it again-somehow, somewhere, Marianne or no Marianne. She knew he wanted her. She knew he wouldn't stop wanting her.
When she got back to school, things did seem somehow different. She stopped wearing her hair wound tightly in a bun, and bought some clothes that were less severe. Now, when men looked at her with a lascivious glint in their eyes, she didn't find their gazes as disturbing as before.
They only want to fuck me, she thought. I can't blame them. They don't know what they're missing. But they can't have me. I don't want anyone but him. Mike. I want him to fuck me again, I want him to do everything to me.
It was about a week after her visit with Mike that she was surprised one evening by a call from the desk downstairs. She had a visitor-her sister-in-law. A cold tremor flashed through Meredith.
She had only just finished taking a shower and was wearing only her fluffy yellow bathrobe, with her wet hair wound up in a towel. But there was no time to change. Marianne was on her way up.
God, do you suppose she found out? Meredith wondered. Did he tell her? Did I leave something lying around that she discovered? Maybe she smelled our bodies on the sheets or something. We should've changed them.
She remembered the rivers of her brother's cum that had oozed out of her pussy after he had fucked the daylights out of her, four times on the second day. I hope he had sense enough to change the sheets himself, she thought. If she found out, I may never get another chance to have him fuck me again!
Her desperate thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She opened it, and there was her sister-in-law Marianne, looking chic and gorgeous in a gabardine coat with the collar turned up. Marianne was a part-time model and had long legs, high cheekbones, a slender body and small perfect high tits.
"Hi, come on in," she said, trying not to seem nervous.
Marianne smiled a very mysterious smile, her sensual lips curving slyly, and accepted the invitation. Meredith shut the door behind her.
"Well," she giggled anxiously. "To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"
"Can't I even sit down?" Marianne asked softly, still with a mysterious smirk on her clit.
"Oh, of course. How silly of me. But this is such a small room. They don't give us much.
It's either the bed or this chair," Meredith said, pointing to the chair by her desk.
Without speaking Marianne removed her coat and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked great, like she belonged in a magazine ad or something, Meredith thought. Marianne had billowing waves of rich honey-gold hair. When she crossed her legs, her skirt rode up her thighs, and Meredith could see how firm and tan they were.
"I'll bet you're wondering why I'm here," Marianne finally said in a deep, husky voice.
"Kind of," Meredith said, sitting down in the chair.
The skirts of her bathrobe fell away from her naked legs. She saw Marianne looking at them. Quickly she pulled the robe shut. Don't be so silly, she told herself. She can't tell you fucked with him just by looking at your legs. Are you crazy or something?
Marianne's green eyes held hers, pulsing with a hot suggestive fire. "He told me everything," she murmured, staring deep into Meredith's eyes.
Meredith felt her heart drop to her feet. "He . . . what?"
Marianne smiled now, a warm sardonic smile, full of strange danger. "He told me," she said.
"I don't believe you," Meredith said, looking down at her knees, embarrassed, hot with shame.
"Oh, he probably didn't tell me everything," Marianne said airily. "I thought maybe you could fill in the gaps."
Meredith looked up at her. Was she trying to be mean, or funny?
"I don't know what you're talking about," Meredith said.
"You always try to seem so prim and proper. And here you are, just a little tramp underneath. Sleeping with your own brother."
Meredith didn't know what to day. Shame filled her, and her blood pounded insistently. God, why did he tell her? she wondered. Why, why! Marianne's voice was full of reproach, but at the same time there was something else there. Excitement. A strange sort of vibrant electricity seemed to fill Meredith's room, circulating between the two girls.
Meredith's guilt was so strong that she squirmed in her chair. The loose sash of her bathrobe came open, and she saw Marianne staring at her tits, which were barely covered. She started to pull the robe shut when she saw Marianne shaking her head from side to side, a nearly imperceptible motion, but unmistakable.
Marianne gnawed on her full lower lip. Her green eyes burned. Her breath came in small short gasps. Suddenly Meredith realized what was happening, even though it was too odd to believe. It can't be, she thought.
But she couldn't ignore the way Marianne was looking at her. It was the same way all those men looked at her, the way Mike had looked at her when he fucked her. God, can she really be a lesbian? she wondered.
"I . . . I'm sorry, Marianne," Meredith said softly.
"I'm sorry too," Marianne whispered. "Sorry I wasn't there."
Now this is going too far, Meredith thought. You may be a lesbian, but I'm not. Nothing like that has ever occurred to me. She got up from her chair and pulled her robe together, knotting the sash. But Marianne got up too, and approached her.
Meredith tried to walk away, but the room was so small that Marianne quickly backed her up against a wall. Her sister-in-law's green eyes burned into hers. Even though she thought the whole situation was appalling, Meredith couldn't help getting aroused by the hot need in Marianne's burning eyes.
"I've wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you," Marianne confessed in a hushed voice.
"But I'm not . . . that way," Meredith protested.
"I'm not 'that way' either," Marianne said. "I've only done it with another woman two, maybe three times. But the thought of you doing it with him, and me not there, it just drives me crazy, Meredith. When I first met Mike, I used to have fantasies about doing it with both of you, together. God, just thinking about that made me come sometimes."
Meredith could feel her own body beginning to grow hot now. Her blood pulsed insistently, and her pussy tingled. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Really?" she said.
Marianne nodded, moving even closer. She was so close now that Meredith could feel her sister-in-law's warm breaths on her cheek. Marianne's hand brushed the lapel of her bathrobe.
"You always looked so cool, and in control," Marianne whispered. "So aloof, with your hair in a tight bun, hiding your beautiful tits under a loose silk blouse. I just wanted to tear off your clothes and--"
Meredith was panting softly now too.
Marianne's words aroused her. I can't believe this is happening, she thought. I'm not that way. I've never felt like this. And how does she know if I have beautiful tits or not?
But Meredith suddenly felt Marianne's hand slip inside her bathrobe. Marianne cupped one of Meredith's full warm tits, squeezing, manipulating her nipple. Frightened and aroused at the same time, Meredith looked in Marianne's hot eyes. Marianne bent forward and kissed Meredith's long neck, running her clit down to Meredith's throat.
"Oh God, what are you doing?" Meredith whimpered softly, unwilling to make her sister-in-law stop.
"I want you, Meredith," Marianne panted. "I want to fuck with you. I've always wanted to."
"No," Meredith sighed in a small voice. "No, please."
But she didn't try to stop her sister-in-law as Marianne slowly untied the sash of her robe. It came open easily, and Marianne filled her hands with Meredith's springy young tits. Marianne's mouth slid down Meredith's shoulder.
God, no, I don't believe this! Meredith thought. I'm not a lesbian! Why are you doing this to me?
"Ahhhh!" Meredith gasped as Marianne's tongue touched one of her sensitive nipples.
Marianne held Meredith's round tit in both hands, licking and teasing the thick swollen nipple until Meredith's knees began to tremble. Hot flashes of sexual desire coursed through her. This isn't really happening, she told herself. Not to me.
But then Marianne sucked the entire thick nipple into her mouth. Meredith's legs sagged, and she slumped back against the wall. Her nipple throbbed and stiffened between Marianne's lips.
"God, your tits are so beautiful," Marianne gasped, devouring Meredith's other nipple in the same way. "Just like I knew they'd be."
"Ohhhhh!" Meredith moaned, unable to say anything else as she felt the sexual fires awakening in her body.
It didn't matter who was doing it to her, in a way. She could feel her entire body turning to hot jelly as Marianne sucked and tongued her aching nipples. She moaned and tossed her head, arching her back, pushing her tits up into her sister-in-law's hungry mouth.
Before Meredith knew what was happening, Marianne had dropped one hand to her crotch. She felt the fingers slither up into her pussy, and rub her clit rapidly.
"Unhhh! Oh, Marianne!" she gasped with shock and pleasure.
"Don't you want to fuck with me?" Marianne asked her, rubbing her wet cunt urgently. "Please?"
"Oh yes, yes!" Meredith panted, barely knowing what she was saying. "But this is only a dorm room. Somebody will hear!"
"No, no," Marianne reassured her, drawing her across the room to the bed. "We'll be quiet. We won't make any noise. I can't wait. I want your body, so bad!"
As if she were hypnotized, Meredith slipped out of her robe and lay back on the bed as Marianne undressed. What am I doing? she wondered. Fucking with another woman? I don't even know how to do that. What do we do, eat each other? Why am I .doing this?
But her sexual desire for her sister-in-law was too strong to deny. Marianne's naked body was smooth and svelte, with a very narrow waist and long tapering legs. Her tits were high and perfect, smaller than Meredith's but round and upswept, with plump nipples.
Marianne lay down next to Meredith on the bed, embracing and kissing her. The sensations were all so new that Meredith grew giddy with pleasure. The feel of Marianne's long smooth body undulating against hers was incredibly exciting.
"Why are we doing this?" she whispered, gazing into Marianne's hot green eyes.
"Don't ask," Marianne murmured, giving her a french kiss that scorched with lust.
By the time the kiss was finished Meredith was panting and squirming, digging her fingers urgently into Marianne's smooth flesh. Caught up in her hunger for Marianne's body too, Meredith dipped her mouth to the girl's high up-thrust tits and licked her nipples, then sucked them sharply.
"Unhhh!" Marianne gasped, throwing her head back, biting her lower lip with pleasure.
Meredith had never realized she could like what she was doing so much. She held Marianne's firm round tits in her hands, squeezing them gently while her lips pinched and pulled the girl's swollen nipples until Marianne squirming uncontrollably with lust.
Marianne held Meredith's tits in her hands at the same time, squeezing them more roughly as her sexual excitement increased. Finally her hands dropped between Meredith's thighs, finding the wet crease of her aching pussy. She slid down Meredith's undulating body.
Oh god, she's going to eat me! Meredith realized. Quivering with hot anticipation, she parted her thighs, holding her breath as she felt Marianne's fingers pulling apart her wet cunt-lips. Her body shook excitedly.
Mike had eaten her cunt, but never had a woman done that. Part of her thought of it as being totally sick and perverted, but the other part wanted it to happen.
"Pleeease!" Meredith whimpered to her sister-in-law, trying to hold her shaking body still. "Unhhhh!"
Marianne's long tongue slipped up into her cunt. The pleasure was intense. Meredith tried to remember where she was so that she could stop herself from crying out. The dorm walls were very thin, and so were the doors. Girls were walking up and down the hallways all the time.
"Unnnnhh! Oh!" she gasped with helpless passion as Marianne began to lick and suck her wet pussy more hungrily. "Oh god, it feels so good! Jesus, yes!"
But she wanted to eat Marianne too. She wanted them both to come at the same time, like she and Mike had done. She had never eaten a woman's pussy before, but somehow she wanted her beautiful sister-in-law's, she wanted to gobble the woman's cunt right now.
Quickly she twisted her squirming body around, getting her face between Marianne's golden thighs, running her hands all over the girl's pert round ass.
"I want to . . . eat you too," Meredith moaned, pulling Marianne's dripping slit down into her mouth.
"Ohhhnnnnn!" Marianne gasped, her body stiffening as a spasm of pleasure gripped her. "Unnnghhh, oh honey, yes!"
Meredith slithered her tongue deep up into Marianne's seething pussy-furrow, stabbing the girl's cunt with her tongue. She pulled apart Marianne's pussylips with her fingers and licked and slurped the fiery red pit until Marianne's body began to shake with wild pleasure too.
Now the two of them were nearly delirious with need. Writhing and surging together, they moaned and grunted softly, devouring each other's cunt-slit with crazy lust. Meredith hand-fucked Marianne's tight pussy with two fingers while she sucked the girl's distended clit, bringing howls of bliss from Marianne's throat.
Meredith felt Marianne's thirsty lips on her sensitive clit, and Marianne's fingers invading her cunt. The girls fucked and sucked one another until the bed began to shake. Oh god, someone will hear us! Meredith thought.
She felt herself on the verge of coming, and she knew Marianne was too. Their bodies seemed to melt together in one fucking rhythm that was quickly bringing them to the peak of bliss. But the fear of being overheard kept bothering Meredith.
Then suddenly her worst fears were confirmed. Someone outside knocked on the door. Instantly she and Marianne froze.
"Hey, Merry, you all right in there?" a girl's muffled voice shouted from outside in the hallway.
Merry was what the girls in the dorm called Meredith. She hated it, but had to be a good sport. Right now, her clit smeared with the warm pussy-juices of her sister-in-law, she found it almost comical. But there would be nothing funny about being caught like this.
"Yes," she said, in a loud voice, raising her head up above Marianne's lovely yawning thighs. "I'm okay. Just moving the furniture around a little bit. I'll try to be more quiet."
"Okay," the voice shouted. "Just thought you might have fallen down or something."
"No, I'm okay," she repeated.
The person went away. Both Meredith and Marianne nearly collapsed with relief. They both giggled softly, still in the sixty-nine position, their naked bodies twined together.
"I guess we'd better be more restrained," Marianne whispered, stroking Meredith's pale smooth bottom with her hands, again extending her tongue and licking Meredith's tingling cuntlips.
"Annnnhhhhhh!" Meredith sighed, her eyes rolling upward. "How can I control myself when you do that?"
"You'll have to bite the pillow or something," Marianne said.
Meredith lowered her mouth again to Marianne's inflamed trench, jabbing her tongue deep. Marianne's body arched helplessly, quivering with pleasure.
"I'll show you what I'll bite," Meredith said,, again sucking Marianne's delectable cunt with sharp hunger.
Within seconds they had regained the hot pitch of lust that had brought the knock on the door. The bed was beginning to shake again.
"We can't do this!" Meredith panted, her hips bucking uncontrollably as she felt the approach of an orgasm.
"Oh god, baby, I can't stop!" Marianne panted back, her lovely slender body flexing and striving with hot need.
"Quick, on the floor," Meredith said.
She pulled her sister-in-law off the bed and they resumed the same position on the floor by her desk. They pressed their hot bodies together, whimpering and mewling, fucking and sucking each other with wild abandon.
"Ohhhhnnnn, I've always wanted to fuck with you!" Marianne panted as she neared her climax. "It's so good, so good! Unhhh! Oh yes! Baby, I'm going to come!"
"Oh meeeee too! Unghghghh! Aagghh!" Meredith gagged, choking off her screams as the explosion struck her.
Meredith's flailing hand brushed her bathrobe where she had thrown it on the floor. She grabbed it and stuffed one sleeve into her mouth just as the screams of her orgasm began to escape. Her shrieks were absorbed by the fabric of the robe.
At the same moment she could feel Marianne's body shake with sharp spasms. She heard the girl's wild, crazed whimpers as Marianne tried not to make too much noise.
"Mmmeeee! Unghh. Mmnnneeee!" Marianne cried through her tightly shut mouth, her lovely body thrashing and writhing as she came.
Pressed tightly together, their orgasms seemed to be one instead of two, and, each time either of them moved, it seemed to flow through both of their bodies once again. The throbbing, fluttering spasms that filled Meredith's cunt took a long time to die out. Even when they did she didn't want to release Marianne.
But finally they disentangled and twisted around to face one another again. They kissed long and ardently, ignoring the cunt nectars that coated each other's lips.
"I'd say that was worth driving fifty miles for," Marianne smiled.
"I'm still upset at Mike for telling you," Meredith pouted.
"You shouldn't be. He knows why I came here. He wanted me to have you too."
"He did?"
Marianne smiled again. "He knew it would wig me out to fuck with you like this. He was right."
Meredith felt suddenly bashful. It felt odd to know that people-especially her own brother and sister-in-law-had been talking about how it was to fuck her.
"I ... I guess I'm glad you decided to come," Meredith said shyly.
Marianne hugged her. "Wild horses couldn't have kept me away," she said in a husky voice. "All I want now is to complete the fantasy."
"Complete it?"
"You know, what I told you about. Fucking with both you and Mike at the same time."
Meredith began to blush. She couldn't deny that it sounded wildly exciting to her, but frightening at the same time. The pleasure with one of them was so intense she could hardly stand it. Think what it would be like with both of them at once!
"Wouldn't you like to do that?" Marianne pressed.
"You'd better let me think it over," Meredith said.
CHAPTER FOUR
The secret fuck in her dorm room with her own sister-in-law left Meredith troubled on the spur of the moment. The way Marianne had seduced her had made it almost impossible to refuse.
And she couldn't deny the incredible pleasure she had got out of it. Did that mean she was a lesbian? God, it was sickening even to contemplate. She had never even thought of doing such a thing until it had come up.
But she knew she hadn't put up much of a fight. And when it came to eating Marianne's tangy slit, she had gone at it hungrily, without a thought. In fact, even the thought of their session during subsequent weeks made her hot.
I wouldn't hesitate to do it again, either, Meredith thought. Not with her. I want do it with her, in fact. I want to do even more with her. I could spend hours with Marianne, just fucking and fucking, coming and coming.
But Meredith noticed that she really wasn't turned on by any other girl. So maybe she wasn't a dyke after all. She lived in a dorm that was full of young girls, and saw them half-naked all the time in the showers.
She had to admit to herself that now that she I knew how good a little lezzie action could be, I after fucking with Marianne, she did look at | them somewhat differently. But never with real desire. She didn't really want to fuck with any of them, not the way she wanted to with her I sister-in-law.
Still, it made her a little upset, just to think it was possible. About this time, she ran into the guy who had 'kidnapped' her, who had spurted his cum all over her naked tits. She was walking down a path in the quadrangle when he suddenly stepped out in front of her from behind a bush.
"Oh!" Meredith said, jumping back with fright before she recognized who he was.
"Don't be scared." He grinned. "It's only me. The wild rapist."
"It's not really very funny," she snapped at him. "I wouldn't go around making jokes about it, if I were you."
She hugged her books tight up against her tits, as if she had to protect herself from some further assault by him.
"I don't think it's funny at all," he said. "In fact, I think I'm lucky you didn't call the police on me."
"I thought of it," Meredith said.
"I want to apologize. I guess I thought maybe you'd ... get into the spirit of things if I--"
Meredith put her chin up and started to walk past him. "Let's just forget it, okay?" she said frostily.
He followed her. "I was hoping you'd let me make it up to you."
"I don't know how you could possibly do that."
Meredith couldn't keep her mind from drifting back to the incident in the car as she tried to walk away from him. She had recalled it several times since it had happened. Each remembrance made her blood thump crazily through her veins, and her pussy get hot and wet.
She knew that was the reason she walked so slowly, and really didn't try to get rid of him. Somehow it was confusing to detest him and to recall that event with such excitement at the same time. He was pretty good looking too. She had forgotten just how good looking.
"Maybe I could buy you an ice cream cone or something," he said, still following her when they left the campus.
Meredith stopped. She turned to face him. All she could think of when she looked in his eyes was his stiff cock squirting cum all over her naked tits.
"I . . . had to go home and take a shower," she said in a soft voice, distractedly.
He seemed to tune in on her reverie. "Or we could go back to my place and have a drink," he said in a quiet voice.
"I don't really like to drink," she said.
He grinned. "First time for everything, no?" He took her books and carried them for her, leading her down the street. "I never kidnapped anyone before either, till you."
She didn't know why she was following him. But resistance seemed out of the question. He had some kind of masculine magnetism that drew her on step by step. Maybe that's why I let all of that happen the first time, she thought. He has this kind of weird power over me.
"I think I forgot your name," she murmured as they entered the door of his apartment building.
"Jack," he said. "Jack Wilson, remember? I didn't forget yours, Meredith."
Now he was more bold with his eyes, letting them sweep up and down her body as he had done a few weeks ago back in class, before the incident in the car. Why am I doing this? Meredith wondered. I know what he's after. I know he won't stop at anything.
Her mind flashed back. She could see his thick pink cock, twitching with life, and the wet gobs of his jism smeared over her firm round tits, dripping from her puffy nipples. She shivered as he tugged her arm, pulling her into the elevator.
Suddenly, as the elevator doors slid shut, she was clinging to his hard body, her mouth burning into his. Their tongues snaked and coiled together, stabbing and searching. Jack's hands quickly fell to her ass and rubbed urgently through her skirt. "Wait a minute, what are you doing?" she panted, pulling back.
"I can't help it," he said. "You just bring out all the need in me. When I see you, I can't control myself."
"Obviously," Meredith said, trying to regain some of her cool aloofness to help herself through the next few minutes.
"No, I'm serious," Jack said, leading her off the elevator and down the hall to his apartment. "It must be your reserve, that distance you seem to have. As well as how beautiful you are."
He opened the door. Meredith followed him inside, realizing that it would now be very hard to leave without giving him what he wanted. But did she want it too? The more he spoke, the more aroused she got.
She let him kiss her again just inside the door. His hands came up to her hair and pulled it loose. She wore it much looser already than she had in the past, so it presented little trouble to him. It swirled in golden waves around her shoulders.
Finally Meredith pulled away from him. "Can't we go slowly?" she said, flushing with heat herself. "I mean--"
But he didn't let her finish. "I can't keep my hands off you," he said, beginning to unbutton her blouse without even asking.
Meredith slapped his hand away. "Don't you dare," she said, glaring at him.
She reached down and buttoned it right up again. In the process, her eyes glimpsed his crotch, which was bulging. God, there it is! she thought. She could almost feel the hot jets of cum squirting onto her naked tits.
"You know," Jack said cockily, "you're just about as cold as you were the first time. I thought you might have changed."
"Why should I?" Meredith said. "You still want me, don't you?"
She turned and started walking around his apartment, looking out the windows. Jack came up behind her. He slipped his hands under her arms and grasped her tits from behind before she could even squirm away.
"Oooohhhh, stop that!" she gasped, trying to wriggle out of his grip.
His fingers dug into her firm round tits through the cloth of her blouse and bra. And she could feel the hard knot of his cock pushing into the crease of her ass through her skirt. He was very strong. His clit ran hotly up and down her long smooth neck.
"Meredith, I want to rub my stiff cock all over your beautiful tits, like I did last time," he murmured, squeezing them roughly with his hands.
He must have sensed what would turn her on. His very words sent shivers up and down her back. Again he began to unbutton her blouse. This time she didn't try to stop him.
She leaned back against him, her body growing warm and pliant. Her eyelids fluttered, but she began to feel uneasy as well as aroused. Suddenly she had a weird feeling. There was somebody else in the room with them, she was sure of it.
She swiveled her head around and saw another guy about Jack's age, approaching them from the bedroom. Shocked and frightened, she whipped her head in the other direction. There was another guy coming out of the bathroom. He too came toward her and Jack.
"Oh!" she gasped with fear and surprise. "What . . . what's going on here?"
She tried even harder to squirm free, but Jack held her tighter than ever. He had three of her buttons open, and he pushed one hand down into her bra, squeezing her full tit hard.
"Oh, just a little surprise party for you, Meredith," he chuckled.
"God, this can't be happening!" Meredith said, panicking. "You can't be serious. This is a ... a crime!"
By now the two other guys were next to them. They reached out their hands and began to undress Meredith, smiling, their eyes wide with excitement as her naked body began to come into view.
"Only if you don't like it, Meredith," Jack said softly, unbuttoning the rest of her blouse.
"Who are these guys?" she demanded in a sharp, threatening voice.
"These fellas?" Jack grinned. "These are my roommates. Steve, and Carl." He nodded at both of them, as if to introduce them to her. "Carl's the one with the giant rod."
"The what?" Meredith whimpered, hoping she hadn't heard him correctly.
"Show her the frightful hog, Carl." Steve grinned.
Meredith knew she could take at least a small comfort in the fact that both of them were just as good looking as Jack. They had broad shoulders and lean muscular bodies, handsome faces. If she had to be held captive by someone, it might as well be them.
But she couldn't believe her eyes as Carl now unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Hanging between his thighs was a cock she thought belonged more on a horse than a man. His prick was as fat and thick as a fence post, and as she watched his cock began to swell and rise.
Jesus, it must be ten inches long! she thought, raising one fist to her mouth as she watched it jump and stand. Oh god, you're not going to put that thing in me! I hope. It'll kill me. It'll tear me apart.
"Really a whopper, isn't it, Meredith?" Jack said, taking off her blouse and unfastening the catch of her bra.
Meredith gulped, unable to reply. Finally she got her wits back, and tried to calm the rapid beating of her heart.
"I'll scream," she said quietly, as he took off her bra. "I'll just scream, that's all. You won't get away with it."
Jack took both of her naked tits in his hands. Steve unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. His hands slid under her panties, clutching her naked ass.
"God, you sure have beautiful tits, Meredith," Jack said, lowering his mouth to them.
"Ohhh!" She jumped, feeling Steve's hand dip down into her asscrack just as Jack's mouth fastened on one of her large puffy nipples, sucking it into his warm wet mouth.
Again she tried to wiggle away from them, but this time she felt more confused than ever and didn't know if she wanted to get away or not. Steve's hand continued down, jabbing and tickling the tight little ring of her asshole before coming up from beneath.
"Ahhnn!" she gasped uncontrollably as two of his fingers slipped into her wet cunt.
Now Carl got into the act too. He came over and made Jack surrender one of her naked tits. He took the tit in both hands and began licking Meredith's throbbing nipple until it hardened.
"Oh god, what are you doing to me?" she whimpered, knowing exactly what they were doing but not knowing how to stop.
"We're all going to take a piece of your tight little ass, Meredith." Jack grinned, pulling her over through the door into the bedroom.
"Oh no, oh no!" she gasped. "You can't! This is a gang rape! It's against the law, for god's sake!"
She began to cry uncontrollably. She didn't cry intentionally, but maybe they would take pity on her, she realized. Her terror was increased when she realized that they didn't seem to care.
Steve disengaged his hand from her wet cunt and pulled down the bedcovers with one swift motion. Now he unbuckled his pants too, while Carl stripped off the rest of his clothes. Only Jack held her down. She glowered at him, letting him see every ounce of her contempt.
"You son of a bitch!" she swore. "I'll have your balls for this! You'll never get away with it."
"You're going to have my balls anyway, Meredith," Jack said, lowering his mouth to her tits again and making her squirm as he sucked her nipples roughly.
Why don't you scream? she asked herself. Why don't you just scream as loud as you can?
But she couldn't. It was all happening too fast. What if she screamed and they really did hurt her? And she couldn't separate her fears from the exciting feelings that ran through her body as their hands gripped her flesh.
Now Jack pulled back and Steve and Carl pulled her over between them. Their hands were all over her body, probing, exploring. And their hungry mouths seemed to want to eat her alive. They both sucked her tits at the same time, and the sensation was electrifying to Meredith.
"Aaahhnnnn!" she moaned, in spite of her determination not to give in. "Oh! Ohnnnn!"
Her nipples grew hard and tingled with sharp flames. Soon Steve slipped down her squirming body, dipping his face between her thighs.
Meredith tried to squeeze her thighs shut, but he was much too strong for her. He pried them apart easily, exposing the wet glistening pink gash of her open pussy.
The next thing she knew his mouth was devouring her cunt-slit. His tongue rooted in her pulsing pit, stabbing and drilling down until she was mewling wildly, her hips churning instinctively with crazy fuck-motions. Oh god, it feels so good! she thought.
Steve was apparently a pussy-eating artist, for he let his tongue explore every fold and wet crease of her throbbing cunt, licking from top to bottom, even sucking her cuntlips into his mouth. Then he tongue-tickled her clit, and Meredith nearly climbed the walls with wild lust.
"Unhh! Oh god, yes!" she panted, again in spite of herself. "Unnnhhh! Anhh, oh god! Unh!"
They didn't even have to hold her down any more. Carl kneeled on the mattress beside her head and dangled his gigantic fat prick over her lips. Gasping frantically for breath, as she was, there was no way Meredith could keep his cock out of her mouth.
It seemed to her like having a baseball bat thrust between her lips. She gagged, forced into breathing through her nose. His hot prick swelled and pulsed in her mouth, and she began to suck, letting her tongue curl around. Carl began to fuck in and out of her mouth, and his enormous prickshaft expanded and stiffened, becoming a monstrous throbbing pole of erect flesh.
Carl was gasping and panting with pleasure as Meredith sucked, cradling her head in his hands and pushing relentlessly down against her throat. At the same time, Steve's burrowing tongue in her wet pussy was driving her crazy. When he sucked her clit, she thought she was going to die.
Fuck me, you guys! she wanted to beg them. You got me into this, now fuck me, before I die of wanting it! Please!
"Please!" she whimpered, licking Carl's huge bobbing cock, panting for breath. "Oh, please!"
"Please what, honey?" Steve asked, tickling her clit so that she nearly fainted.
"Ahhnnnnn!" Meredith moaned. She didn't want to say it, but they had forced her. "Do it to me," she panted softly.
Now Jack was close to her again too. His hands manipulated her aching tits, squeezing them, pinching her nipples, sucking them.
"What?" he leaned close to her face, watching Carl's gigantic prick slide out of her lips. "What did you say, Meredith?"
"Ohhhnnnn!" she moaned again, turning her face toward him. "Do it to me," she begged. "Please!"
"Do what to you?"
"You know!"
"But we want to hear you say it," Carl said, rubbing the ballooning head of his massive prick all over her panting lips.
"Please don't make me say it!" she pleaded. "Oh please!"
"Say it," Steve prompted her. "Go ahead."
He sucked her clit, while, at the same second, Jack pinched and gently twisted her throbbing nipples and Carl fucked his thick cock into her mouth again, pushing all the way down to her throat. Meredith nearly gagged, but the pleasure that shot through her wriggling body was almost unbearable.
She gasped, spluttering for breath as Carl's cock slipped temporarily out of her mouth again. "God, fuck me, please!" she moaned. "Fuck me! God, please fuck me!"
But now they had to argue over who would get to have her first.
"You already had her, Jack," Steve said, sliding up between her spread thighs.
"I never got it in her," Jack said. "I came before I could get it in."
"I can see why," Carl said, reaching down and squeezing one of Meredith's throbbing firm tits while he continued to fuck his gigantic cock in and out of her mouth.
"Oh please, pleeeease!" Meredith pleaded, pulling back from Carl's prick, shivering uncontrollably.
Steve solved the argument. With one hand he guided his stiff prick right into her wet hungry cunt, filling her with one smooth thrust. His hands came down to her hips, holding her steady while he began to fuck her rapidly.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Meredith panted, gagging on Carl's thick cock, reeling with excited fuck-hunger as Steve fucked her.
Jack and Carl each held one of her legs up in the air, totally splaying her vulnerable red pussy-slit for Steve's assault. He fucked her with quick, hot jabs, digging his rock-hard prick deep into her sizzling pussy. His cock went in so deep that Meredith found herself wincing, feeling a weird mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through her trembling body.
Just as she knew she was about to come, she felt Carl's straining prick grow even harder between her lips. He fucked his cock frantically into her mouth, then grunted roughly. Suddenly his cock erupted with cum, spouting frothy rivers into her mouth.
There was nothing she could do but swallow. Otherwise she knew she would drown in spunk. She gulped crazily, feeling his jism slide down her throat as more filled her mouth. Somehow the sensation really set off her orgasm.
Steve fucked his cock furiously in and out of her tight cunt, gasping as he neared his climax. But his stiff prick scraping across her sensitive clit already had Meredith keening through a fierce orgasm. Gulping Carl's warm cum and churning her cunt up into Steve's rabbit-thrusts, she moaned and exploded with pleasure.
Carl took his cock out of her mouth so she wouldn't suffocate.
"Unnghhh! Ohnnniieeee! Gggnnnhhieeee!" she cried, thrashing about wildly as the spasms shook her.
The sounds she made seemed to heighten their lust as Carl and Jack now swarmed all over her pulsing young body. Steve withdrew his spent prick from her tingling pussy, but his was quickly followed by Jack's, which was fresh and stiff, hard as a pipe.
"Unh! Unh! Unh! Ungghhh!" she gasped again as he too began to fuck her with sharp, piercing lunges. Oh Jesus, I've never felt anything like it! She thought deliriously.
She threw her arms around Jack and bucked up with her hips, meeting his wild, frantic thrusting with her own shimmying motions. His cock fucked deep into her runny cunt-furrow, making her howl with hot bliss. Her flesh seemed to shimmer with incredible sexual pleasure.
Carl and Steve were sucking on her tits now while Jack fucked her, and that too nearly made her come unglued. Just a few seconds of the hot action was enough to bring on another climax. Her squirming body erupted with hot torrents of coming, and the sharp spasms of her climaxing pussy sucked the cum right out of Jack's plunging prick.
"Ummphgghh!" he grunted as the strings of creamy jism shot into her.
"Oh god! Ungghhh! Ngghiieeee!" Meredith screamed, nearly blacking out from the wild pleasure that streamed through her trembling body.
"My turn," she heard Carl say.
Oh my god, it'll kill me! she suddenly thought, remembering the size of his huge prick. But there was nothing she could do to stop what was happening. The other two had fucked her, and she knew nothing would prevent him from fucking her too. In her aroused condition she was helpless to stop him. Jack pulled his cock out of her pussy, which was now beginning to ooze with the cum he and Steve had deposited there. She glanced down and saw Carl crawling between her spread thighs, his monstrous cock again stiff and jumping, like a huge red salami that made her shudder with fear.
"Ohhhhhhh! Please, don't hurt me!" she begged him, whimpering with fear as he guided the bulging head of his cock toward her puckered cuntlips.
"I won't hurt you, honey," Carl grinned. "I promise."
Jack and Steve were on both sides of her, fondling her tits and kissing her neck.
"Girls love the frightful hog," Jack whispered into her ear. "Once they feel that huge baby inside them they never want to quit."
"Ohhhhhh!" Meredith moaned, feeling the big cock nudge her wet cuntlips.
Her own pussy juices and the cum left by Steve and Jack lubricated the way. Carl's enormous prickshaft slid up into her pussy until Meredith felt stuffed, totally filled. The sensation was excruciatingly wonderful.
"Unnnghghhh!" she groaned as he began to move it in and out of her. "Oh god, it's too big! It'll kill me!"
"It'll kill you with coming, honey," Carl said, beginning to fuck her now more rapidly.
Meredith thought she would pass out. Her body began to shudder uncontrollably, writhing and wriggling, shimmying and quivering as Carl fucked his huge cock deeper and deeper into her tight little pussy-slit.
"Owwnngghhh!" she cried, overwhelmed by the intense sensations that gripped her. "Unghghh! Owwchhh! God, it hurts! Please! Don't hurt me!"
"Unh! Ugghh!" Carl grunted softly, himself, overcome by the pleasure of fucking her. "Sorry, honey. I'll try not to."
But both of them were so carried away that she knew they couldn't help it. Steve and Jack were sucking her nipples wildly, and Carl rammed his massive cock into her until she simply exploded with the most shattering orgasm she had ever felt.
The breath was knocked out of her. Carl came only seconds after she did, grunting and filling her pussy with spurting jism. And Meredith came up screaming as the fierce explosions of fire racked her spasming body.
"Unngghiiieeee!" she shrieked, flipping and thrashing out of control as the three men pinned her shuddering body against them. "Ohhhnnnn! Yes! Oh now, more! Anngghhiieeee!"
When it was over she lay limp and exhausted with all three of them pressed against her. She didn't want to move. Horrible as it seemed, she felt like she didn't want it to end. Even Carl's softening cock sliding back out of her ravished pussy made her feel sad to think that the session was over.
Have I changed that much? she wondered. Just in a half hour, turned into a sex maniac, a nympho? Just because three of them fucked me? But god, wasn't it great?
Jack nuzzled her cheek and squeezed her aching tit. "Now tell me you didn't like that," he said.
"I ... I have no comment," Meredith said defensively, unable to admit what they all knew was true.
But she made no move to get up. True, Carl had come twice, once in her mouth and once in her pussy. But the other two must be worth one more climax apiece, at least. The cum that was oozing back out of her cunt somehow made her horny, ready for more.
She reached down with each hand and grabbed Jack's and Steve's limp cocks. They began to swell in her hands as she stroked them.
"I will say this," she purred. "I'd like it even better if I left you all feeling as exhausted as I feel."
"Well, Meredith," Jack said, "I think that just might be arranged."
CHAPTER FIVE
After the night of fucking with Jack and his friends, Meredith was sore for days. But it was a beautiful kind of feeling. Her body ached and throbbed, true, but each ache reminded her of the shattering orgasms she had experienced.
Her pussy felt stretched and plundered by all of their piercing cocks, especially Carl's gigantic one. The flesh of her ass and her tits still seemed to feel their digging fingers, and their hungry mouths. She could get herself hot just by thinking about what had happened.
As much as she might be tempted to do it again, however, she knew she couldn't. As bad as worrying about whether she were a lesbian, as she had after her night with Marianne, was worrying if she might be a nympho. She knew she had liked the sex too much.
For weeks she tried to forget about sex completely. She reverted to her icy, aloof role, winding her blonde hair in a tight bun, dressing as dowdily as possible. It didn't keep some men from staring at her, especially Jack, or Steve, or Carl when she ran into them on the campus. But at least it showed that she wasn't an easy tart, ready to hop in the sack with anyone just for a cheap thrill.
All three of the men called her separately in the following weeks, each one wanting to have her to himself, without sharing her with the rest. And even though Meredith was tempted, especially by Carl (just the thought of his massive prick could make her pulse accelerate), she turned them down politely, saying maybe next time, maybe soon.
One day she received an invitation in the mail from Mike and Marianne, inviting her down to their place for the coming weekend. As she sat on the bed in her dorm room staring at the letter, a hundred thoughts went through her head. Why didn't one of them just call and ask me? she wondered. But she knew why. This wasn't a tea party they were inviting her to. They both wanted to fuck her, and they probably thought it would be obvious when she heard their voices on the phone.
But the thought was enormously exciting. A whole weekend? With just the two of them? In bed with them both at the same time?
God, I'd faint with pleasure! she thought. But it's so awful! I mean, they're my own family, for heaven's sake. We're not supposed to be doing something like that. Are we? Of course, no one would ever know about it except us. So there's nothing really to worry about, is there? As long as no one knows?
She knew there were many reasons why she shouldn't go, but the way her pulse fluttered to life and her pussy began to ooze and throb as she thought of what they might do made it impossible for her to refuse. She sent them a note saying she would be there, and spent the rest of the week nearly dying of anticipation.
But by the time she arrived at their house she had grown somehow more wary. Did they think all they had to do was beckon, and she would let them do what ever they wanted with her? She was more reserved than she had expected to be when she drove into their driveway.
They both came outside to greet her and carry in her bags.
"Meredith." Mike grinned, grabbing her suitcase. "Gosh, it's good to see you. We're so glad you could come."
Coming is what it's all about, isn't it? Meredith thought, smiling back. Coming and coming?
Marianne threw one arm around her shoulders and led her inside. "Gee, you're looking good, honey," she said to Meredith. "I just couldn't wait till you got here."
The feel of Marianne's arm around her was electrifying. No matter how slowly Meredith preferred to go, or how shy she felt, her sister-in-law's touch instantly reminded her of the climaxes she had had with Marianne's tongue stabbing into her cunt.
"I'm glad I could come," she said nervously. "It's good to get away from school once in a while. The old grind, you know."
"Well, come on in here," Mike said, leading her down the hall and past the bedroom where she and he had fucked. "I'll show you the guest room, where you'll be sleeping."
I'll bet, Meredith thought. If I know you two, I won't get very much sleep.
Her brother put her bags on the chair. Meredith felt them both staring at her. She could feel the sexual tension. After all, we all know why I came, don't we? she thought. She wondered if they were just going to jump her right here in the guest room. Tear her clothes off, and rape her.
The thought made shiver slightly. It wasn't a half-bad idea.
"We thought you might like to go for a swim, since the weather's so nice," Marianne said. "Why don't you slip into your suit and we'll meet you at the pool."
Meredith's eyes caught Mike's as they remembered their last swim. "That sounds like a good idea," she said.
They left her and she slowly unpacked, then undressed. There was a full-length mirror on the back of the closet door, and she couldn't help taking a lingering look at her naked body before donning her swimsuit.
Is it really so great? she wondered. I mean, everybody seems to want to fuck me all the time. Those guys at school. And now my own brother and sister-in-law. They both look like they can barely keep their hands off me. She turned slowly in front of the mirror. Her hands came up to her outthrust young tits, cupping them from beneath.
I guess these are pretty nice, she thought. And my nipples are so big and puffed out. And so sensitive.
She ran her hands down her silky flat belly to her swelling hips, then caressed her taut high ass, looking down over her shoulder in the mirror.
They all sure like my ass, don't they? I guess it's pretty nice, too. Round and smooth. I wonder what it would be like to- But she stopped, in mid-thought, unable even to contemplate something so horrible. Quickly she put on her bikini, a strings-and-lace affair that was even more daring than the one belonging to Marianne that Mike had loaned her the last time she was here.
This one was made of thin magenta netting that even showed her nipples and her muff-hair, if a person looked hard. And she somehow knew they would be looking hard.
By the time she got out to the pool, both Mike and Marianne had changed into their swimsuits, too, and were waiting for her. Mike handed her a gin-and-tonic in a tall glass with ice. Meredith tried to keep her gaze from caressing his bronzed, hard torso, or from dipping to his crotch to see if he had a yard-on yet.
She could hardly keep her eyes off Marianne either. Her sister-in-law's tawny body was barely covered at all by her skimpy bikini. Her incredible shapely legs and fine high tits were very alluring, and Meredith felt her blood heating up.
The way they were looking at her hardly helped matters.
"I love your bikini," Marianne said, running a finger down Meredith's bare arm. Marianne's gaze was on the swollen buds of Meredith's nipples which glimmered through the netting of the fabric.
It wasn't as if you haven't seen them before, Meredith thought, feeling aroused nevertheless. She herself could hardly keep her hand from reaching out to touch the hard rippling muscles in her brother's back.
"Why don't we sit over here?" Mike said, indicating a large beach towel that he had spread out beside the pool.
"Fine," Meredith said, sitting between them.
"Well, here's to a wonderful visit," he said, grinning, proposing a toast.
They all clinked glasses. This is so uncomfortable, Meredith thought. All we really want to do is fuck like crazy, but none of us knows how to start. Maybe they think I don't know what they want. Maybe I should try to let them know.
She finished her cocktail and put the glass down on the deck. Then she stretched languidly, feeling their hungry eyes on her near-naked body, and lay down on her back on the towel. She raised one knee and shielded her eyes with her hand, squinting at them.
But they made no move. Meredith sat up again. Feeling slightly bolder than usual because of the gin she had drunk, she reached her hands behind and started to unfasten her bikini bra. Before she could get it unclasped, Marianne closed in.
"Here, I can help you with that," Marianne murmured.
"Meredith," her brother said in a soft voice, coming closer to her too.
Just at that second Marianne freed the catch of Meredith's bikini bra, and it dropped to her lap, exposing her naked young tits. Mike's hands came up and grasped them, cupping and squeezing them gently.
"You don't have to say anything," Meredith whispered, gazing deeply into his hot eyes.
Suddenly she felt Marianne's naked upper body pressing against her naked back. Marianne had shed her top too, and the woman's high round tits pushed into Meredith's shoulder blades, her nipples already stiff and rubbery.
"Neither of us can get you out of our minds," her brother Mike murmured against her cheek, his mouth quickly meeting hers.
"Or our blood," Marianne breathed into Meredith's ear, slipping her fingers under the elastic of Meredith's bikini bottom. "We want you."
While Meredith and her brother kissed hotly, Marianne's fingers slid even lower, until they found the wet crease of Meredith's warm pussy. Marianne slipped two fingers in, rubbing Meredith's sensitive clit with her knuckle at the same time.
"Ahnnnn!" Meredith moaned, her supple body arching slightly as pleasure gripped her.
Mike's mouth fell to her tits. He held them in his hands and licked her nipples eagerly, then sucked one between his lips. Meredith shivered as a sharp spasm of pleasure shot through her. She ran her hands along the rippling muscles of her brother's stomach, letting them drop to the top of his swim trunks.
"Should we ... be doing this out here?" she whimpered softly, tossing her head as Marianne's hand in her cunt made her gasp. "Where the neighbors could see?"
But neither of them seemed to pay any attention to what she said. They were both too hot to fuck her. Nothing else mattered. Marianne pulled loose the strings that held up Meredith's bikini bottom and it slipped off easily.
"Oooohhhh!" Meredith sighed as she felt her sister-in-law's mouth on her naked ass.
Meredith slipped her hand under her brother's swim trunks, plunging down into his crotch. She pulled his throbbing cock free, feeling his prick swell and harden in her hand. It was so exciting to be pinned between them like this, to have them both at once.
"She's right," Mike murmured, barely able to take his mouth off her tits. "We should go inside."
"Mmmmm," Marianne said, running her tongue up and down Meredith's asscrack, making Meredith squeal softly. "I don't want to wait."
"Please," Meredith begged. "It makes me too nervous out here."
"Come on," Mike said, helping her to her feet.
Quickly he kicked off his swim trunks and pulled her toward the house. Only Marianne was not completely naked, but by the time they got inside she had shed her bikini bottom too.
"In the bedroom?" Mike asked.
"Yes, the bedroom," Marianne said.
Meredith nodded. They went down the hall to the bedroom. Marianne pulled down the covers and they all got onto the king-sized mattress. Meredith slid down to her brother's stiff prick and began licking the cockhead, holding the hard shaft in both hands.
At the same time, Marianne's mouth burrowed again in Meredith's asscrack, making Meredith squirm and mewl softly. The girl's exploring tongue tickled the tiny ring of her asshole. Meredith shivered. The sensations were sharp and crazy.
"Ohhhnnnnn!" Meredith moaned, looking over her shoulder at what her sister-in-law was doing.
"God, Meredith, you have such a beautiful ass," Marianne said, digging her fingers into the pale asscheeks.
"You're driving me crazy," Meredith panted.
"Good, good. Now you know how I feel."
This time Marianne's tongue slithered up into Meredith's asshole. Meredith had never felt anything like it. Arrows of hot excitement zipped through her wriggling body. She couldn't believe the sensations that gripped her.
And Marianne was uncontrollable. After tongue-fucking Meredith's asshole for a minute or so, she dipped her mouth lower, then up around the other side of Meredith's body, toward Meredith's cunt.
"Oh baby," Marianne moaned. "You can't imagine how much I've dreamed of doing this again."
Meredith sucked her brother's twitching prick into her mouth and began swirling her tongue around as she felt Marianne's lips kiss her tingling wet pussy. She tried to keep her thighs spread to make it easier for Marianne, but the sensations made her clamp them shut again and again on Marianne's head.
"Oh! Ohhhh god, yes! Yes!" Meredith panted, letting Mike's cock slip out of her mouth for a second.
"Fuck her, Mike," Marianne whimpered, her voice thick with lust. "Fuck her with me."
"How can I do that when you're eating her pussy?" Mike asked.
"From behind, silly," Marianne panted. "Get behind her and put it in."
Just the idea of getting fucked from behind sent shivers of anticipation through Meredith, who was already squirming and writhing heatedly. Her brother quickly got behind her. Trembling and panting, she yielded to them both, wanting them to fuck her. Yes, do it! she thought. Fuck me, both of you!
"Oh god, yessss! Both of you fuck me, please!" she moaned.
"We will, baby, we will!" Marianne said, tonguing her clit until Meredith's young body was shaking with passion.
Suddenly Meredith felt the thick rod of Mike's stiff cock slip under her asscheeks, then up into her runny slit. The first sharp penetration of his prick made her shudder and moan.
"Unhhhhhh!" Meredith gasped as his prick fucked into her.
Only in her wildest dreams could she ever imagine something like this happening to her. And now here she was, being fucked by both of them, her body straining and pulsing with hot lust as they used her flesh more and more urgently.
Mike started fucking slowly, but soon he wrapped his arms around her body from behind, his hands squeezing her tits sharply. And he began to fuck into her with hot feverish need. At the same time, Marianne's clit and tongue on her swollen clit nearly made Meredith pass out with pleasure.
"Unhhh! Oh!" she gasped, tossing helplessly between them. "God, it's so good! Unh! Owwwnngghh! Ungh! God, Mike, yes! Fuck me hard!"
The only thing wrong, apparently, was that Marianne couldn't get enough. Mike was now fucking Meredith so violently that his fierce ripping thrusts lifted Meredith's body away from Marianne's mouth.
"Mike, slow down!" Marianne panted. "I want to fuck her too!"
He slowed down for a while, and Marianne began to lick and kiss his hard-plunging prick too, as well as Meredith's stretched pussylips and erect clit. Then Meredith felt her sister-in-law's finger slip around behind his cock and penetrate her asshole.
"Fuck her there, Mike," Marianne gasped. "Like you do to me. Fuck her there. Then I can have her cunt, and you can have her ass."
Hold on there, isn't anyone going to ask me about this? Meredith thought. But she was really far too aroused to protest anything. Through the steamy hot fog of lust that enveloped her she felt Marianne guiding Mike's stiff prick, lubricated by Meredith's own flood of cunt juices, toward the tiny hole.
"Unghghiiee!" she sputtered and howled as it slipped into her. "Unngghh! Owwncchhh! Oh god, please, no!"
But there was nothing she could do to stop them. Mike gave one strong lunge and fucked his long cock in her tight asshole, pushing in deep. Meredith felt paralyzed by the pain, crammed and totally filled by his iron-hard spike of prick-flesh.
Tears leaked from the corners of her tightly shut eyes. She clenched her teeth and moaned with agony. God, I wondered how it would feel, she thought. Now I know! Oh god, it hurts!
"Unghghh!" she grunted, as Mike slowly drew his cock out to the rim of her plundered asshole, then slid back into her.
Suddenly Marianne's face was in front of hers. Marianne kissed Meredith, rubbing her tits, slithering her tongue around Meredith's.
"Just hold on," she murmured reassuringly to Meredith. "Just hold on for a second. The pain will go away. Then, god, honey, you'll die of coming. Believe me."
Meredith nodded obediently, gnawing her lower Up as she felt the gristly stalk of Mike's long prick slide up into her ass again. And it was true, what Marianne said. The pain began to give way to a pleasure so intense and sublime that she could hardly stand it. "Unnhhhh! Oh god . . . god, Mike, yes!"
Meredith gasped, long moans of bliss coming from deep in her throat. "Ahhhhnnnn! Oh yes, do it hard! Unghhh!"
Quickly Marianne slid down her body again, determined not to be deprived of her share. Meredith felt her sister-in-law's mouth on her wet throbbing pussy again, devouring eagerly. And her brother now began to fuck her asshole more vigorously.
He held her shimmying hips with both strong hands and reared up with his cock, plunging deep into her ass. Meredith tried to howl as the pleasure-pain sent her body reeling, but the breath was nearly knocked out of her lungs.
"Unnnunnn!" Meredith moaned deliriously, totally at their mercy as they fucked and sucked her with crazy frenzy.
More and more rapidly and roughly they fucked her, until Meredith was whimpering and whooping softly in the first throes of a killing climax. Mike squeezed her tits while he fucked his cock into her ass over and over again. Marianne's mouth devoured her wet pussy, hungrily slurping and sucking her cuntlips and aching clit.
She slipped two fingers up into Meredith's cunt-slit too and began hand-fucking her in rhythm with Mike's surging prick. At the same time, she never took her mouth off Meredith's clit, sucking and lip-pinching it with frenzied passion.
"Unggh! Ungghh!" Mike groaned as he fucked into Meredith's tender ass, making her shudder with pleasure.
"Oh, baby, yes!" Marianne panted, more aroused than ever by the thrill of the hot three-way fuck.
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" Marianne gasped, dropping her hand to her own gaping pussy and rubbing wildly. "Me too! God, me too!"
"Unngghiiieeee!" Meredith shrieked as the powerful shocks of a blistering climax hit her. "Ohhh! Oh! Ungghhiieeee!"
The surging stiff piston of her brother's cock drilling up into her flaming asshole seemed to generate an orgasm that nearly made her black out. Marianne frantically hand-fucked her and sucked her exploding clit at the same time, then dissolved in a gasping, shuddering climax of her own, which only aroused fresh spasms of coming in Meredith.
"Ungghh!" Marianne cried, fingering herself wildly, her hips gyrating into her thrusting hand, her mouth still devouring Meredith's pussy. "Anngghiiieeee! Oh, baby, anngghhiieee! I'm coming too! Ohhhnnnnn!"
"Ungh! Ungh!" Meredith grunted as Mike's punishing cock reamed her asshole more viciously.
Through the throbbing spasms of her own climaxes she knew he was about to come too. His prick was fiendishly stiff, and he stabbed it up into her ass with savage jerks, making her whole body shiver and explode in fresh jolts of pleasure.
"Ummpppgghh!" he groaned, his fingers biting into her thighs.
He buried his spurting prick deep in her asshole, and Meredith could feel her whole body erupt with fresh convulsions as his cum shooting into her ass sparked alive yet another orgasm in her.
"Oh Mike, unngghhiieeee!" she cried, her body flexing and straining in total ecstasy between the two of them.
Gasping and panting with exhaustion as the incredibly intense pleasure of their fuck slowly subsided, they lay slumped together on the rumpled sheets, nearly unable to move. Jesus, I knew it would be good, Meredith thought. But I had no idea it would be like this.
"Ummmmm." Marianne smiled, sliding up to kiss Meredith, then her husband over Meredith's shoulder. "Did you like it?"
Meredith squeezed her ass muscles playfully, pinching her brother's cock, which was still embedded in her ravaged asshole. Mike winced, and gasped sharply.
"Unghgh! Ouch!" he said, laughing as he pulled out of her. "Shit, give me a break, will you?"
Meredith turned and kissed him too. "You didn't give me one," she pouted.
"I didn't hear you asking me to stop," he said, grinning.
"God, never," she said.
She had never known sex could be like that. Somehow fucking with the two of them was not twice as good but more than a hundred times better than with only one. Just the feel of her brother's warm jism leaking out of her asshole reminded her of the fierce climax she had experienced when he had shot into her only moments ago.
How could anything be that good? she wondered. I thought I was going to die. "Have you ever been fucked that way?"
Meredith asked Marianne, who nodded.
"That's why I wanted him to do it with you," Marianne said. "I knew you'd go for it."
"I don't know if I would with anyone else," Meredith said, curling up against them, feeling herself ready to go again, right now. "But with you two ..."
"You like fucking with us?" Mike asked, beginning to explore his sister's young upthrusting tits again with his mouth.
This time he took a more leisurely approach. Marianne soon joined him, and they both sucked and tongued Meredith's nipples, something that really sent her over the deep end. Already she could feel her blood heating up again, and her hips began to churn automatically in rhythmic fuck-motions.
"Ohhhnnnnn!" she moaned. "I was beginning to wonder what we could do to top that, but now I think we won't have any trouble coming up with something."
"Ohhhhh, baby, not at all," Mike said. "Not at all."
CHAPTER SIX
After it was over, Meredith could still hardly believe the weekend that she had spent with her brother and his wife. Not only had they introduced her to ass-fucking, but also Mike and Marianne had shown her things she had never known existed. They had a drawer in their bedroom bureau filled with rubber dildos and vibrators and other stuff, every bit of which they tried out while she was there.
It didn't even matter if Mike was too tired to get a hard-on once in a while because he was just as good at fucking her with something else. She and Marianne had used a long double-dildo once to fuck each other into wailing, sobbing H-bombs of coming. They would take a leisurely dip in the swimming pool, swimming naked, and then dart back inside the house for another hour of fucking.
Since Meredith was the guest of honor, and new to their pleasures as well, both of them seemed unable to get enough of her. It was only after she began to complain of exhaustion that they slowed down a little. And then she began to take some initiative of her own. She turned the tables on Marianne, eating her sister-in-law while Mike reamed his wife's asshole, as they had done to Meredith.
And of course they had both taken on Mike, sucking and tormenting his poor overworked prick until Meredith thought her brother would never be able to shoot jism again, she and Meredith had swallowed so much over the weekend. All in all, she felt like she had been to an orgy, and in fact, she thought, it really had been one, though only attended by three people. But it was amazing how much three could do if they really keep at it, she thought, smiling and feeling her blood begin to pound with the memory.
When she got back to school, Jack and Steve and Carl began pestering her again, asking for dates, each one with a knowing leer in his eyes. But after her weekend with Marianne and Mike she felt both slightly burned out and doubtful that any of them could give her pleasure to match what she had had from her brother and sister-in-law.
It wasn't their fault, of course. She even felt sorry for them, they obviously wanted her so much. Each one of them wanted to get her alone, to fuck her by himself, without having to share her with the others. It was flattering to Meredith. She knew they must have really liked it if they wanted more of her that badly.
But what could she do? She couldn't just go around fucking each of them like a bunny rabbit all the time. She had her studies to worry about, for instance. If she didn't keep her grades up, she wouldn't be able to stay at school, which was, after all, only fifty miles from Mike and Marianne.
More than anything, it was an attempt to do something that would help her not think about them so much that made her warm up to one of the guys after a few weeks had gone by. Carl had met her coming out of the library and offered to buy her a cup of coffee.
"I could really use something stronger than that, if you want to know," Meredith said, smiling. "Maybe a glass of wine?"
"Anything you want," he said, almost tripping over his own feet in the effort to escort her down the library steps.
He took her to a bar on the edge of the campus. Meredith was amused by the way he was so eager. And yet he wasn't sinister and surly, like Jack tended to be. He was sweet, and awfully good looking, with blue eyes and an unruly shock of chestnut hair. And then of course he had that gigantic cock.
The memory gave her the shivers. Carl noticed and asked if anything was wrong.
"No," she said. She took a sip of her wine. "I just thought of that damned chemistry final that's coming up this Friday. That's why I needed this wine, I guess. I've been studying so hard that I'm about to go crazy."
"Maybe you need a little relaxation," he said, grinning.
Meredith caught his gaze. They both knew what he meant. Only this time she was not opposed to the idea, as before. She could even feel her blood heating up as she sat there, twirling the wine glass in her hand.
"Maybe I do," she said in a low voice, looking up at him from beneath her long eyelashes. "Where are we going to go?" she whispered. "I don't know."
Carl shared the apartment with the other two guys, and he wasn't about to get only a third of Meredith this time. She didn't want it that way either. Even though she had completely enjoyed fucking with all three of them, she now wanted an intense, private moment with Carl.
But where were they going to go? They couldn't use her dorm room either. Though having a man up was not prohibited, having the door closed and fucking her brains out was.
"I've got an idea," he finally said, leading her to his car.
"What?" Meredith asked.
"You'll see."
He drove down by the beach. It took nearly half an hour for them to arrive at the place he had chosen. That was enough time for Meredith to be nearly boiling with anticipation. She could remember how big his cock was. She could even remember the feel of his prick fucking in and out of her mouth, and cramming her tight cunt.
By the time he found the small secret cove he had remembered, she was hot and trembling. Just his touch on her arm made her flesh quiver with sexual excitement.
"We're here," he said. "Let's go down on the beach."
He took a couple of huge beach towels out of his trunk and draped them over his shoulder. Meredith followed him over the sand dunes which protected and concealed the cove. She took off her shoes and walked barefoot in the sand.
"God, this is so beautiful," she said.
The sand was white and hot, but near the back shoulder of the small crescent there was shade. Carl spread out the towels there and the two of them sat down. Meredith was a little nervous.
"How do you know nobody will surprise us?" she asked him in a small voice.
He reached out and caressed her face, letting his hand slowly descend to the top of her blouse. His fingers toyed with the top button, then released it.
"I've been there a hundred times," he said. "Never seen a soul. Nothing but the birds and a few sand crabs."
"Sand crabs?" Meredith said, blanching.
"Don't worry," he said, unbuttoning her second button. "They don't like noise. And you make a lot."
Meredith smiled flirtatiously. "Are you sure no one will hear us?"
"That's why I brought you here," he said, finally unbuttoning her last button. "You can scream as loud as you want."
She let him skim her loose blouse off her shoulders and down her arms. Then she caught his hands as he began to encircle her body to unclasp her bra. She stared deep into his eyes.
"You must've brought girls here before," she whispered.
"It's hard work keeping the frightful hog satisfied," he grinned.
Meredith was gripped by a shiver. She pulled his hands up between the full cups of her bra.
"It opens in front," she said.
She helped him unfasten the clasp. Together they peeled off her bra. He held the firm warm globes of her naked tits in both hands. Her thick nipples were swollen and stippled with tiny excited bumps.
"Jesus, I'd forgotten how gorgeous they are," Carl said.
"You like?" Meredith said coyly.
He nodded. He squeezed them gently, watching her puffy nipples gleam in the sunlight. God, do it, Carl! she wanted to beg him.
"Please, Carl," she murmured softly.
He lowered his mouth to them. Meredith held his head in both hands, sighing as his lips patiently explored her throbbing young tits. She could tell he meant to enjoy her body completely by the way he went so slowly.
He didn't devour her upthrusting globes with heated passion. Instead his lips and tongue went everywhere, from the perfectly bulging undersides to the smooth upper slopes. He encircled her aching nipples, refusing to touch them until she was panting with feverish excitement.
"Ohhhhh!" Meredith gasped, her body trembling with sharp pleasure as he finally touched one nipple with his tongue. "Yes!"
She dug her fingers into his scalp as he sucked her nipple between his lips. Warm pleasure flooded her tit as he sucked her, more and more passionately. She got his shirt unbuttoned too, and dropped her hands to his belt buckle.
But it was hard to do anything but shut her eyes and moan with bliss as he sucked her other nipple too. He pushed her down onto the towel now, bunching up the flesh of her firm tits in his hands and sucking her throbbing nipples with rough, panting hunger.
"Ohhhhnnnnn!" Meredith moaned, tossing her head. "God, yes! Suck me hard!"
He did as she asked. Her sensitive nipples pulsed with flame as his lips tore at them. She writhed and wriggled under him, feeling her cunt flood with warm juice each time he sucked one of her tits sharply, pulling the nipple down into his throat.
"Unnnnn . . . unnnnn!" she groaned mindlessly, delirious with hot lust. "Fuck me, Carl," she panted. "Please, fuck me now. I can't wait."
He rolled off her into a sitting position. Both of them tore at his buckle and zipper, getting his pants off fast. Meredith's eyes widened as she saw the monster cock again. It sprang up stiff and jumping, even bigger than she had remembered.
"Oh god, it's huge," she said softly, almost in shock.
She reached out with her fingers and stroked the veined shaft. Then she bent down and licked the glossy bulbous prickhead, smiling as she felt his body wince and heard him whimper.
"Really sensitive, isn't he?" she grinned up at Carl.
He nodded vigorously.
"If I suck him, will he come?"
He nodded again, gasping and biting his lower lip as Meredith's tongue toyed with the swollen head of his stiff prick. She ran her lips up and down the throbbing stalk, fondling his heavy balls with her fingers at the same time.
"I'd love to drink it, but I want you to fuck me," she murmured.
Her body was burning up. Her wet pussy seethed with hot, prickly need, the need to be filled. And she could feel her tiny asshole clenching too, the result, she guessed, of her experiences with Mike and Marianne. God, I wonder what it would be like to have this giant shoved up my bottom, she thought.
But she quickly banished the thought. Jesus, it would kill me, she realized. Tear me apart. What a thought! But she put it out of her mind.
Now trembling and pliant with lust, she rolled onto her back, softly mewling, beckoning Carl. Please, her eyes begged him, please fuck me, now, now.
"Fuck me, Carl, fuck me," she whispered.
"Please." .
But Carl wanted to do more than merely fuck her. He seemed to want to eat her alive. Suddenly he was all over her writhing body in a hot frenzy of lust. Again he sucked her taut nipples until they felt like exploding.
His feverish hands and brutal mouth explored her naked flesh, making her strain and stiffen as sharp jolts of pleasure shook her body. His mouth descended between her silky thighs. He parted her wet, swollen pussylips with his fingers and stabbed his tongue deep into her molten cunt.
"Unghhhh! Anngghh!" Meredith gasped with shock and pleasure.
Her shuddering hips gyrated instinctively as he burrowed into her tingling slit with his hungry mouth. His tongue rasped against her jangling clit, sending hot jolts of bliss shooting through her cunt. Meredith panted and writhed, totally at his mercy, her body burning with need as he brought her closer and closer to the brink.
When he finally did slide his massive prick up into her pussy she nearly passed out with fuck-hunger. Her body swarmed up into his, her arms clinging to his neck, her hips churning wildly. He fucked her roughly, grabbing her ass in his hands and cramming his gigantic cock deep into her flooding pussy-furrow.
"Unghgh! Owwnnnhhhh!" she grunted and moaned, feeling her body fill with pain and pleasure.
His huge prick seemed to split her tight young pussy, and yet as he fucked in and out of her she still couldn't stop wondering what it would be like to feel his prick in her ass. She knew her cunt had wetted his cock so much that it would be easy.
"Carl ..." she panted, trying to gasp between thrusts. "Unhhh! Unh! Oh! Carl . . . please, fuck me in the ass! Please! I want to feel it! Ungh! Ohhhnn! Unh!"
Tense and panting with hot lust himself, Carl stopped fucking her for a moment. His eyes burned into hers.
"Really?" he asked, digging his fierce cock deep into her again and watching her eyes roll up behind her eyelids.
"Really," Meredith gasped. "God, it just drives me crazy. Don't you want to?"
"Hell yes."
He pulled his wet cock out of her clinging pussy. Meredith quickly rolled over onto her stomach on the beach towel. The round pale moons of her ass glimmered in the sunlight. She glanced back over her shoulder at him, already quivering with excited anticipation.
"Just do it slow, and try not to hurt me, okay?" she asked.
Carl nodded. He could hardly take his eyes off her beautiful round ass. His hands touched the naked asscheeks, and he dug his fingers into the resilient flesh. Meredith erupted in hot shivers.
"Oh baby, oh baby," he murmured, pulling her asscheeks apart.
"Ahhhhh!" she gasped as she felt the gigantic stiff hunk of his cock slip between them.
Then his fingers slipped into her pinched-shut asshole. She winced, biting her bottom lip, gasping and panting feverishly. God, maybe I don't want this after all! she thought. It's so big!
But it was too late. Carl fucked her asshole with his fingers to prepare her, and the sensations made Meredith boil over with hot lust. She began to swirl her ass back up into his thrusting hand. But then he removed his fingers. She held her breath.
"Unngghh!" she grunted as it slipped into her ass. "Owwnnch! Oh! Oh god! Ungghhh! God, it hurts!"
"Want me to stop?" Carl panted, not pushing his enormous prick into her any deeper.
Meredith didn't trust herself to speak. She felt like her body was about ready to explode, and the thing wasn't even halfway into her yet. She shook her head wildly, biting back the tears of pain.
"No," she gasped, tilting her ass up to him, inviting him to give her the works. "No, don't stop! Please don't stop! But don't hurt me!"
"Oh, I won't, baby, I won't," Carl panted, sliding his cock deeper into her ass.
"Ohhhhh Jesus, it hurts, it's too big!" she moaned as his massive cock crammed her ass, making her asshole throb and burn.
But at the same time she could feel the gathering waves of a killer climax building inside her body. God, it's going to kill me! she thought. Oh god, I've never come this hard! She slipped one hand down between her thighs and began to rub her swollen clit rapidly with her fingers.
At the same time, Carl began to fuck her asshole seriously, pulling his gargantuan cock out to the edge, then piercing her with it, driving deep into her flaming asshole. Lubricated by her own pussy-juices, it slid easily in and out of her stretched shit track, hammering down into her ass until Meredith was gagging and sobbing with unbearable pleasure.
Just when she began to think she couldn't take a more ferocious fucking, the fucking grew even rougher. The sensations of her tight asshole pinching his enormous erect prick drove Carl wild with lust. He reared up over her back, sinking his huge cock deep into her, making her squeal and cry out with yelps of pain-pleasure.
"Unghh! Yaiiee! Ohnnn Carl . . . please! Unghh! God, not so hard, please ... it hurts! Unghhh! Oh! God, yes, don't stop! Fuck me, harder! Unghhiieee! Harder! Yessss!" His arms encircled her from behind, and his hands grabbed her aching tits, squeezing them roughly as he fucked her ass. With each sharp lunge, his cock drilled up into her ravished ass, and his hands crushed the throbbing flesh of her young tits. Meredith's own hand flew back and forth as she rubbed her clit wantonly, feeling the start of a shattering climax.
"Oh god, I'm going to come!" she cried.
Carl's body clenched, and she felt him come just seconds before she did. The hot spurting strings of his jism spouted into her asshole, acting as a final trigger to her own orgasm. It was so intense that she blacked out for a few seconds.
When she came to she was caught in a blinding seizure of ecstasy, her body flipping and straining as the scorching flames of pleasure swallowed her. Impaled on the gigantic stalk of Carl's huge prick, she writhed and screamed as the incredible waves of sexual bliss broke over her.
"Unnghiieeeee!" she shrieked, cawing mindlessly, squirming in wild delirium under his punishing thrusts. "Ohhhgggnnn! Oh Jesus . . . ohhhnnn, yyaaiieeee! Unnggiieeee!"
Because he wouldn't stop fucking her, she kept coming and coming. The hot wrenching spasms of pleasure wouldn't stop. She felt him slide his monstrous cock out of her wounded asshole and slip down into her runny cunt, ramming in deep.
"Unghh!" she gasped as she felt his prick pierce her pussy. "Unh! Ungghh!"
She couldn't believe he could keep it up because no man had ever fucked her like this before. Usually after a man came once he were finished for a while, but not Carl. His gigantic prick was just as stiff as ever, and crammed her tingling pussy to the splitting point, making her moan and mewl with delight.
"Meredith, baby, you're such a good fuck," he panted into her ear, still squeezing her tits and fucking her hot cunt-slit rapidly.
"Ohhhhh ... oh Carl, fuck me from the front," she begged him. "I want to see you, I want you to kiss me and suck me. Please!"
He slid his cock out of her clinging pussy and Meredith rolled over onto her back on the beach towel. She spread her thighs and pulled him down on top of her, not wanting to be separated from his driving body for a second.
"Unnghhh!" she groaned as he jabbed the thick hard prong up into her again. "Oh yes, fuck me! God, do it hard!"
She was beginning to understand why he called his cock a hog. He fucked her with a fierce intensity, pinning her squirming ass into the sand under the towel, ramming her so sharply that she began to come again almost immediately.
Sharp spasms of pleasure wrenched her pussy. She locked her legs around his thrusting hips, pushing her cunt up into each lunge of his huge prick, yowling as he fucked deep into her. She pushed his face down to her throbbing tits, knowing how intense it made her orgasms to be sucked at the same time that she came.
And Carl didn't have to be told what to do. His lips tore at her achy nipples. He sucked one sharply, and Meredith exploded in a wrenching orgasm.
"Aanngghiieeee!" she cried out, feeling the hot jolts of pleasure rip her apart.
Then Carl slipped his hammering cock out of her cunt and with one hand guided it down and into her asshole again.
Lubricated by his cum and her pussy juices, his cock slid easily in and out of her tight asshole and he began to fuck her again with quick, hot rabbit-jabs. He hooked one arm under each of her legs and raised them high in the air, tilting her ass up to his massive, plunging cock.
Meredith didn't know how she could take it, but she didn't want it ever to stop. Shimmying her ass up into his drilling prick, she whimpered and moaned, wincing each time he probed deep into her plundered ass, then sighing with pleasure as the hot bliss poured through her writhing body.
Carl began to switch back and forth now, fucking her asshole until she was a shivering mass of spasming bliss, then fucking her cunt until she erupted in rapturous orgasms. Clinging to him and groaning each time his gigantic prick ripped up into her ravaged groin, she felt his body stiffen as he came for the second time.
"Ohnnn! Unghgh! Yes, baby, yes!" she panted. "God, yes!"
He crushed her squirming body against his as the hot cum squirted from his cock into her pussy. God, you came in both sides of me! she thought, holding him against her sweat-slick body. And I thought fucking with Mike and Marianne was exhausting!
It took a while for their pulses to return to normal, their breathing to slow down. The warm cum leaking out of her cunt and her asshole felt so wonderful to Meredith that she didn't want to move. Jesus, he really fucked me, she thought. I've never been fucked like that.
She kissed Carl and ran her hand down his body to his limp cock, still a gigantic hunk of flesh. She stroked, smiling.
"He's a hog, all right," she murmured.
"You'd better watch out," Carl grinned. "He doesn't sleep for long."
"You know," she whispered, "if the word gets around, you may have to quit school. I don't think the girls would leave you alone. I know I won't."
She realized that, except for her time with her brother and his wife, this had been the most exciting experience of her life. And suddenly an idea dawned on her. Think of what it would be like with all three of them! she thought.
"I've got some people I'd like to introduce you to," she purred, sliding down to his crotch and beginning to lick his huge cock awake.
"Ummmm, baby," Carl sighed, "whatever you say."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Meredith's cunt and asshole were sore for days after the reaming Carl gave them on the beach, but she didn't mind. Every little twinge and ache reminded her of the experience. My god, that guy can fuck, she thought.
She had told him about Mike and Marianne, especially about Marianne, with her lithe body, her long legs and her high round tits, trying to tempt him. Just think, you could fuck both of us, she had said.
It had worked. Carl became so aroused just listening to her that he fucked her one more time before they left the beach. Meredith thought she had climaxed so much that another one was beyond her. But as soon as he jammed his huge prick into her creaming pussy, she began to quiver with fresh orgasms, finally screaming with ecstasy as hot explosions ripped her flesh.
Back at her room that night she phoned Mike and Marianne. Her sister-in-law answered.
"I've got someone I want you to meet," Meredith said.
Marianne was hesitant, non-committal. "Who is it?" she asked warily.
"Oh, a guy," Meredith said airily.
"One of your school friends?"
"I guess you could say that." He just about killed me with fucking, she thought of adding.
"Well, we'd really like to see you, Meredith--" her sister-in-law began.
"But you'd rather I came alone?"
"I wish you could come tonight," Marianne suddenly breathed into the phone. "Mike's out of town. We could fuck together, just you and me."
"If I told you why I can't come there, you might be more interested in meeting my friend," Meredith said coyly.
"What do you mean?"
Meredith described in detail the state of her ravaged asshole and cunt. She described how Carl had fucked her first in one fuck-hole, then in the other, until she was squealing with incredible orgasms.
"You can't believe how great it was," she said.
"God, bring him on up," Marianne said. "You can bring him tonight, if you want to. Is he good looking?"
"Yes. But his cock is so big that you--"
She could hear Marianne's heavy breathing on the other end of the line. "Never mind," her sister-in-law broke in. "You've got me so aroused that I don't want to hear any more. Just bring him up here. When are you coming?"
"How about this weekend?" Meredith asked.
"Fine. Mike will be back Friday evening. Shall we say Saturday?"
"See you then."
Driving up the coast to their house, with Carl sitting next to her in the car, Meredith could hardly believe what was happening. Only a little more than a month ago she had never even been fucked. She had been frigid and aloof, a total ice cube, completely oblivious to the wild and excruciating orgasms she had scarcely believed possible.
But now she could feel her wet pussy itching and throbbing with fuck-hunger as she contemplated what was about to happen this weekend.
"I can't believe it," Carl said. "Your own brother?"
Meredith nodded, trying to concentrate on the road. "He was the first one to ever fuck me," she said.
"And his wife too?"
"They did it to me at the same time," she said. "She ate my coozie while he raped my bottom. God, I nearly died of coming."
She glanced down and saw that Carl's phenomenal cock was knotted up like a huge fist in his groin. She had aroused him by talking this way. She had aroused herself too. She had half a mind just to pull off the road and fuck with him right there, in the car.
But she controlled the urge. After all, she would need all the strength she could save just to get through the hot weekend of fucking that lay ahead.
When they got to the house, Marianne met them at the door. She was wearing another of her skimpy bikinis. Her lithe bronzed body was delectably near-naked, her long legs smooth and perfectly tapered, her high round ass barely concealed by the triangular bikini bottom.
The bra was made of two tiny triangular patches that only barely covered her large puffy nipples. Carl, Meredith noticed, tried not to stare at them but couldn't help it. And Meredith herself found her hot blood beating quickly. She had undergone wild, shattering climaxes while pressed against her sister-in-law's gorgeous body, and the mere sight of the woman's body again got her lust throbbing.
"Well hi," Marianne said brightly, letting them in.
She gave Meredith a sisterly peck on the cheek, and shook Carl's hand. Meredith tried not to giggle. She knew Marianne well enough to know what she was thinking. But she was being so polite.
"Where's Mike?" Meredith asked.
"Oh, he had to go into town on some brief business," Marianne said. "He'll be back in about an hour. I was just out by the pool. It's such a great day for a swim. Why don't you two change and join me there?"
"Not a bad idea," Carl said, not bothering to conceal his lust for Marianne.
"Come on, I'll show you where the guest room is," Meredith said to him, pulling him down the hallway.
"Now don't you two be too long," Marianne said, with a suggestive lilt to her voice.
Meredith knew what she meant, but she didn't think she had anything to worry about. He likes to fuck me, sure, she thought. But I saw the way he was looking at her. A guy could get arrested for looking at a girl that way.
"I'll change in the bathroom," Meredith said nevertheless, not trusting either herself or him.
Again she wore the bikini made of netting. When she stepped out of the bathroom, Carl's eyes devoured her.
"Between you and your sister-in-law, I think I've died and gone to heaven," he said, licking his lips.
"You mean the hog is going to pig out?" Meredith smirked at him, looking down at his crotch.
He wore a tight black pair of bikini trunks, and his huge doubled-over prick made a gigantic lump.
Wait until Marianne gets a load of that, Meredith thought. She led Carl out back to the swimming pool.
Marianne was stretched out on a big beach towel by the side of the pool, her long tawny body gleaming in the hot sun. She flexed her back, arching her body and pushing her tits into the air, running her fingers sensually down one firm golden thigh.
"Ah, there you are," she smiled over at them. "Just in time to rub some cocoa butter on me, so I won't burn." She squinted suggestively up at the two of them. "Meredith? Won't you, please?"
Meredith went over to the edge of the pool and knelt down next to her sister-in-law. "I can't think of anything I'd rather do," she said in a soft, sultry voice.
"Oh good," Marianne purred, rolling over onto her stomach.
While Meredith took the small plastic bottle of cocoa butter and squeezed some onto Marianne's long smooth back, Marianne reached back and untied the string of her bikini top.
"Rub it all over me," she said. "I don't want to have one white line. I want it all tan."
"Ummmm, your back is so lovely," Meredith said, feeling the same erotic longings she had felt before when touching Marianne's beautiful body.
Carl sat nearby in one of the pool chairs, watching them. Once or twice Meredith glanced over and smiled at him seductively. She saw his gaze on her fingers as they rubbed the soft cream into Marianne's silky bronzed flesh. She saw his gaze on her own bulging nipples, which he could glimpse through the netting of her bikini top.
"Rub it on my legs too," Marianne said, her body now shiny with the coating of oil.
Carefully Meredith massaged the cocoa butter into her sister-in-law's smooth firm thighs, and her long tapered calves. The more slippery and oily Marianne's skin got, the more aroused Meredith became. She wondered what it would be like for both of them to be coated with the warm slippery grease, their naked bodies sliding together.
Now Marianne rolled over again onto her back. She stretched her lithe body sensually, enjoying Carl's and Meredith's hungry gazes on her high round tits.
"Do the front of me too, so I won't burn," she said coyly to Meredith. "Or maybe Carl would like to do it."
"No," Meredith said softly but firmly. "I want to do it."
Marianne's eyes burned with sex as she stared at Meredith. "Let me do it to you too," Marianne said.
Meredith nodded slowly, as if hypnotized. For the moment they had both seemed to forget Carl, though they knew he was there, just on the edge of what they were doing. They were putting on a show for him, partly, and that made it even more arousing.
Meredith felt her breath growing more rapid as Marianne's arms encircled her and untied her bikini top too, letting it drop to the towel. Then Marianne's fingers tugged at the bottom too.
"Take it off," Marianne whispered, wriggling out of her own at the same time.
When they were completely naked, they began to spread the oily cocoa butter all over each other's body. Marianne's fingers and palms sliding across her resilient tits and bulging nipples made Meredith gasp and chew her lip. Soon they were covered with the warm grease.
They embraced and kissed, their shiny flesh sliding together. To Meredith the sensations were incredible. She moved her body with slow sensuality against Marianne's, dropping her hand into the girl's wet crotch, finding her soupy slit and fucking it gently with two fingers.
Marianne's mouth slid down her slippery, gleaming shoulder to her tits, tickling Meredith's nipples with her tongue, making Meredith moan with delight. They lay on the beach towel, writhing together, coiling and slithering together, their oily bodies rubbing together with hot, mounting passion.
Suddenly Carl couldn't take any more. Both girls turned as they felt his presence beside them on the beach towel. They looked over as he stripped off his trunks, freeing the massive, throbbing, flesh post of his stiff prick.
"Oh my god!" Marianne said, her breath catching in her throat.
"You don't mind if I join in, do you?" he asked, in a sarcastic tone of voice.
"Ummmm, we'd be so disappointed if you didn't," Meredith purred, reaching out for his huge cock with one hand.
Carl scooted closer, and the two girls swarmed all over his cock before he knew what was happening. They took turns licking and sucking, rolling his balls in their fingers.
"Jesus," Marianne said to Meredith, "you told me it was big, but I had no idea ..."
"God, when he stuck it up my ass I really came unglued," Meredith told her sister-in-law.
Carl lay on his back on the towel, his body twitching and straining as the two girls peppered his iron-hard monster with hot passionate kisses. His hands found their dangling, slippery tits, and he squeezed and fondled them. "Let me be first, honey, let me be first,"
Marianne begged Meredith. "You've already had him."
"What if Mike comes back while you're fucking him?"
"He won't mind."
"He might if you're really enjoying it."
"Then get him to fuck you. You know how he likes to fuck you. He can't resist."
Marianne straddled Carl's hips, her gleaming oiled body trembling with anticipation as she looked down into his dark eyes, which were burning with lust. Meredith held his gigantic stiff cock straight up, guiding it between Marianne's inflamed wet cuntlips.
Slowly Marianne lowered herself onto the enormous cockshaft, hissing and wincing involuntarily as his prick slid up into her.
"Oh god, oh god, it's so big!" she whimpered.
Carl's hands came up to Marianne's firm tits. He squeezed the glistening balls of flesh, pinching her nipples, pulling the tit-globes down to his mouth. Shivering uncontrollably, Marianne dangled her luscious tits in his face, sighing as he sucked her swollen nipples.
Meredith could hardly believe how arousing watching was, and it wasn't even happening to her. But she wanted to be a part of the action.
She got behind Marianne, pressing her body against her sister-in-law's back, slipping her hand down so she could feel Carl's huge cock fucking in and out of Marianne's crammed pussy.
"Ohhhh Jesus, it feels so good!" Marianne gasped, grinding her hips down into his up-thrusting jabs.
Marianne was pinned between Carl and Meredith, writhing wildly as her pleasure grew. Meredith mashed her throbbing tits against Marianne's smooth oily back, kissing Marianne's shoulders, exploring the crack of the girl's ass with her fingers. She found the tiny puckered ring of Marianne's asshole and slipped a finger inside just as Marianne started to come.
"Oh! Unghgghhh!" Marianne gasped. "Oh Jesus, I'm going to come! Hard, god, fuck me hard! Aiigghhiiieeee! Oh yes, Meredith. Do it, please!"
In the split second before Marianne's orgasm peaked, Meredith realized that they were being watched. Even though it was hard to take her attention off her sister-in-law's supple, squirming body, she glanced toward the house and saw her brother Mike watched them.
But Marianne was already coming, and there was no way anyone could stop her. Carl held her jerking hips in both hands, jamming her cunt down on his uprearing rock, fucking her roughly. And Meredith fucked Marianne's asshole rapidly with her finger, feeling the girl's body buck and shake as the spasms of her climax wrenched her.
"Unnngghhhhhiiieeeee!"Marianne cried, wriggling and panting as her shuddering body writhed in pleasure.
Carl waited until Marianne was finished before rolling her over onto her back.
Meredith tumbled off, just in time to intercept Mike as he approached the three of them. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him to one side, cleverly unzipping his fly with one hand as she spoke to him.
"Oh Mike, I'm so glad you're here," she murmured. "God, I'm burning up. I want you to fuck me. Please."
"What's going on?" her brother asked. "You knew we were coming, didn't you?" Meredith said. "Yes, but--"
She didn't give him time to finish his sentence. By now she had his pants down, and she slipped his half-erect cock into her mouth and began sucking passionately. It was a good thing she distracted him too, she knew, for now Carl was fucking Marianne's pussy almost brutally, making her squeal and whimper with fresh orgasms.
Carl had his arms locked behind Marianne's knees and her legs raised high in the air. His gigantic cunt-splitting prick was sunk deep in her tender slit, and he fucked her with all his might again and again. Marianne moaned and shimmied her glistening ass up to meet his hammering strokes, coming violently.
Mike watched them, and Meredith, too, out of the corner of her eye, as she sucked her brother's cock. The sight of Carl fucking his massive prick in and out of Marianne's stretched pussy excited them both wildly. Mike's cock was already stiff, and Meredith swirled her tongue around the ballooning prickhead, driving him crazy.
"God, I want you to fuck me, I want you to fuck me," she panted, pulling him down beside her on the pool deck.
"Shouldn't we get a towel?" he asked.
"I can't wait," Meredith panted, tugging his iron-hard prick toward her open pussy-furrow.
"Unghghhhh! Haaanngghiieeee!" Marianne cried, her glistening body wrenched with ecstasy as Carl's pile-driving prick nearly lifted her ass up off the towel.
"I want you to fuck me like that," Meredith whimpered to her brother. "Do it to me hard. Please! Unngghhh!" she gasped as Mike's cock slid up into her. "Oh yes! Oh yes, baby, yes!"
His lust heightened by the sight of his wife getting fiercely fucked by Carl, Mike began to give Meredith what she wanted. Somehow a demon was released in him. He swarmed over his sister's greased body, devouring her tits and digging his hands into her round ass as he fucked her savagely.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Meredith grunted softly as his prick jabbed up into her.
She tossed her head in a wild delirium of bliss, locking her legs around his thrusting hips and churning her cunt up into his piercing stabs. She couldn't believe the hot pleasure that coursed through her.
"Oh god, Mike, yes yes!" she panted, squealing with intense delight as his cock ripped into her flooding cunt-slit. "Oh, I'm so close! I'm going to ... "
Suddenly a shriek from Marianne cut through Meredith's gasps. The shriek was accompanied by a wild grunt from Carl. The two of them moaned through a killing climax, and Meredith and her brother were just seconds behind them.
"Oh Mike!" Meredith whimpered.
"Me too!" he panted.
"Now...now! Unggghhhiiiieeeeee! Oh! Oh! Unghghiiiieeee!" Meredith wailed as shooting arrows of pleasure pierced her body.
Mike's cock erupted inside of her cunt, making her come again, as the spurting of jism into her wet pussy always did. She clung to him, her arms around his neck, her firm tits mashed into his hard chest.
"God, don't let it stop, don't let it stop," she whimpered into his ear as the wrenching spasms began to fade.
But such intensity couldn't last forever. Inevitably the four of them recovered and disentangled their bodies. Whatever jealousy Mike may have felt was now gone, and he shook hands with Carl as Meredith introduced them.
"I guess that was kind of a surprise for you, wasn't it?" Marianne said, rubbing her glistening, gorgeous body against Mike.
In a way, watching them, Meredith was briefly sad that she and her sister-in-law had not been able to go all the way together. The oily slitherings of their naked bodies together had aroused her, and she thought that just a few more minutes of rubbing each other that way would have had them both shuddering with ecstasy.
Mike grinned, reaching one hand down and grabbing Marianne's naked ass. "I knew they were coming, but I thought we all might have a civilized conversation or something first. I didn't expect--"
"It really wasn't Carl's fault, you know." Meredith smiled "Marianne and I drove him to it."
"I can understand how it might be a little tempting," Mike said.
They brought some drinks and sandwiches out on the pool deck, all of them still completely naked. But, as they ate and drank, Meredith could feel her sexual tensions rising again. She knew that they were all eager to continue, that one hot fuck apiece wouldn't hold them.
Before long, her brother and Marianne approached her and began caressing her naked flesh. Marianne's hands found Meredith's firm round tits, and Mike crouched in front of his sister and began kissing her tawny thighs, working his hands up between them.
"Gosh, aren't you even going to let me finish my sandwich?" Meredith asked, glancing over at Carl, whose cock was already rising and swelling as he watched.
"No, we're not," Marianne said, beginning to suck Meredith's nipples, starting slow but then growing more passionate.
Meredith set down her plate and her cocktail on the poolside table and simply gave her body up to them. You can do whatever you want to me, she thought. They pulled her down on the beach towel and began to explore every inch of her writhing body.
Mike dangled his cock over her lips, and she eagerly sucked his prick inside her mouth, swirling her tongue around. His thick cockshaft grew quickly as stiff as a pipe, throbbing and jerking. Meredith gasped as she felt Marianne's lips on her inner thighs.
"Ohnnnnnnn!" Meredith moaned, faint with pleasure as her sister-in-law's tongue entered her wet pussy, slurping up the oozing nectars of her pussy-juices and Mike's cum.
Meredith lost track of everything but the incredible bliss that pulsed through her squirming body. Marianne's clever tongue on Meredith's clit had Meredith gagging with pleasure, and it was quickly followed by a gigantic intruder.
Quivering with need, Meredith opened her fluttering eyelids to see Carl crouched between her thighs. The huge twitching battering ram of his cock nudged the glistening pink lips of her pussy. But before he could fuck into her, Marianne grabbed his shoulders.
"Oh, do it this way," Marianne said, pulling him down onto his back, then helping Mike manipulate Meredith up on top of him. "Then Mike can fuck her too, and I can help."
Through the warm fog of her own sexual need, Meredith hardly knew what was happening, and didn't care. Just get it in me! she thought, reaching down and guiding Carl's enormous swollen prick into her hungry cunt-slit.
"In meeeee!" Meredith squealed as Carl fucked into her pussy, making Meredith hiss and toss her head as her tight cuntlips were forced apart by the monster prick.
"Oh yes, oh god yes!" Marianne was saying. "Here, let me get the cocoa butter for you."
Her young body trembling and writhing with incredible pleasure, Meredith scarcely knew what was happening until she felt her sister-in-law's hands on her ass. Carl's huge cock was sunk deep in Meredith's runny cunt, and she bit her lower lip and groaned down in her throat as she felt his prick probe her.
But then Marianne's exploring fingers dipped between Meredith's asscheeks, pulling them apart. Next Meredith felt Mike's greased cock sliding between her asscheeks. It suddenly dawned on her what was going on.
"Oh my god!" Meredith gasped, looking back over her shoulder.
But it was too late for Meredith to stop them. And she didn't know whether she wanted to, anyway. She clenched her teeth and moaned, trying not to cry out as Mike's stiff prick, lubricated by the cocoa butter, slid into her tight asshole.
"Ungghowwnngghh!" Meredith groaned, wincing as both hard pricks penetrated her completely. "Oh Jesus!"
The intensity of the mingled pain and pleasure nearly made Meredith pass out. She was pinned between the two men, her cunt and ass totally crammed with their hot cocks. Her body felt engorged with prickmeat, throbbing hotly and urgently with fuck-need, with fierce lust.
"Ohhhnnnn yessss!" she hissed as they began to move their iron-hard cocks in and out of her.
Even though she could hardly bear it, she couldn't believe that such wild pleasure was possible either. Both Mike and Carl seemed as worked up as she was. Her tight cunt and asshole pinched their thrusting cocks, making them gasp and wince with intense pleasure too.
And even though the men started slowly, they were soon fucking her with sharp, feverish lust. Their fiendishly hard cocks jabbed and ripped into Meredith, making her gag with delirious ecstasy. Meredith's pliant body shuddered and twisted, mashed between them, totally at their mercy, impaled and skewered on their hard-driving pricks.
Marianne wanted to get into the act too. Whimpering and moaning in sympathy and envy, Marianne managed to wriggle halfway between Carl and Meredith. She squeezed Meredith's aching tits and sucked her sister-in-law's nipples, making Meredith toss her head and cry out with heightened pleasure.
"Unnghhh! Oh! Oh yes, yes!" Meredith gasped, unable to believe anything could be more intense.
She was being totally fucked and sucked by all three of them at the same time. Her throbbing, writhing body was their plaything. Carl's and Mike's cocks fucked into Meredith, sending hot sparks of bliss flying through her aching flesh, while Marianne's mouth and teeth tore at her sensitive nipples, making her moan with wild passion.
They were like four wild animals, thrashing wildly together and grunting and moaning as their shattering climaxes suddenly approached. God, I'll never be able to stand it! Meredith thought as she felt her orgasm begin to erupt.
"Ohhhnnnn god, I'm going to come, I can't stand it!" Meredith cried out, feeling shimmering arrows of pleasure stab her ravaged ass and cunt. She grunted as Carl and Mike began to fuck her even more roughly.
Their cocks began to spurt into Meredith just as she was hit by a blinding seizure of violent coming. Their four bodies seemed to melt together in one crazy pulsing orgasm. The hot jets of cum squirting into her made Meredith shriek with bliss.
"Yaaiinngeehiiieeee!" Meredith squealed, pumping her ass and pussy back into their ferocious plunging pricks. "Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! Unngghhiiieeeeee!"
What made the shared climax last so long Meredith didn't know. But all four of them were locked in one fierce throbbing embrace, and it seemed forever. Carl's and Mike's cocks emptied into Meredith's plundered fuck-hole, but they didn't stop fucking her. And she came and came, until it seemed she would never be able to come ever again.
All four of them lay slumped together on the pool deck, gasping and panting, unable to believe what they had done. Neither man seemed to want to take his prick out of Meredith, whose body still throbbed and pulsed with the burning bliss of her climax.
It was hard to believe that the rest of the weekend still lay ahead of them. How can we ever top this? Meredith wondered.
Still pinned between them, Meredith nuzzled Carl with her lips and reached down to stroke the protruding portion of her brother Mike's cock where his prick stuck out of her raped asshole. With her other hand she fondled Marianne's perfect tits.
Oh, it's only the beginning! she thought, with wild anticipation. If they can do it to me like this one, they can sure do it again! And again and again! And each ecstasy seems better than the last. Just give us a few minutes to rest, and then we can do it to Marianne, the same way. And then to me again.
Her mind filled with the possibilities, she excitedly began to act them out, dizzy with the prospect of the days ahead.
The past was behind her, and she planned to never look back. The old Meredith was dead, and the new Meredith was not going to mourn.