"Talk bores me," her brother-in-law said, "when there's sex to be had."
She heard her dumfounded father-in-law shuffle across the rug behind her and drop heavily onto the couch, and she guessed that he must be sipping on the brandy again as he watched Rich Junior standing above her.
When her eyes cleared, Valerie discovered that she was looking straight into Rich's crotch. His bronzed legs spread, he loomed directly above her, the distended green fabric of his swimming trunks clear proof of his intentions.
"Pull 'em down, Val," he said.
She heard him, but somehow she couldn't believe what he had said. When he repeated the demand she thought that this would be the worst degradation she had suffered yet. It was one thing to be forced into an incestuous act, but it was altogether more hideous to be forced into an active role. She didn't move.
"Take my trunks off, Val," he repeated, more forcefully this time. "You know you want to get an eyeful. Do what I tell you."
Absurdly, Valerie shook her heads more to get the hair out of her eyes than to refuse him.
Rich Junior inched a little closer to her. His bare toes touched the skin of her knee.
"Pretend it's a present," he said. "Just untie that little bow and you'll get a real treat."
"Fuck yourself," she told him, though her voice lacked conviction. "I won't do it." And she thought, "You may wind up balling me, Rich, but I'll be damned if I'll help you do it!" She looked down at his feet on the carpet.
"Oooo-ee!" Rich cried, grinning over at his father. "Such language!"
But then she felt him turn her chin up toward his face, his wide brown hands warm against the softness of her jaw. When she looked at the golden rippled plane of his abdomen – striated as it was from four years of military service and years of surfing – she knew that she was helpless against him. When he lifted her hands to his lean hips and she felt the heat of his skin above the damp material of his green trunks she made a little whimper and looked up at his handsome face, her eyes pleading with him not to make her do what she was afraid was becoming less and less repugnant to her.
"Pull 'em down, Val," he said slowly.
Valerie's fingers twitched nervously at the waistband of her brother-in-law's trunks. It won't be so bad, she thought, if I can pretend that we're both someone else. Her fingers were numb with the untying of the white cord at his waist.
"That's it, Sis," he murmured above her.
When she had untied the cord and hesitatingly tugged at the trunks she saw that the skin beneath his tan line was not white as she had imagined, but a sandy beige, the color of an egg from a red hen. Then the first curl of his buttery pubic hair rolled out from under the elastic waistband of the trunks and she hesitated a little, shocked to find the curls were so golden and shiny, and more than a little fearful of the large bulge that had begun to resist her downward tug on the material.
"Just yank 'em off," her father-in-law said behind her.
"You're doing fine, Sis," Rich said. "Go on."
Like a cat scratching at a slim tree, Valerie clenched and unclenched her delicate fingers on his hips. Then, slowly, her hands continued their shameful descent.
The tangled curls of his golden hair blossomed out more densely than before. And then she saw the fat root of his cock, nearly the same color as his tanned abdomen. It was thicker than she had imagined it could be. She could see the marbled purple veins crossing each other near the surface of the skin. And when she had lowered the trunks farther she could distinguish the beginning of the sausage-like shape. She lowered the trunks still farther, watching in fascination as the shaft bowed under the pressure of the material. Then, so suddenly that she jumped back a little, the mammoth length of it sprang up at her, looking like a swollen sausage wrapped in biscuit dough.
She gasped as she saw the unveiled shaft, its rosy glans guarded by thick folds of foreskin. Unlike his father and brother, Rich was uncircumcised. His prick bobbed in front of her nose and she could smell the residue of sea salt mingling with the musky fragrance of his slightly damp cock. The only other uncircumcised cock she had seen had been that of her fat little brother when he was only five years old. So, though Rich's cock had a strangely evil appearance, she was surprised that she didn't find it ugly.
Her brother-in-law tensed his hips and shifted his legs closer together. As the trunks dropped around his ankles and he stepped out of them he said, "I told you you'd groove on it, Sis."
Staring at his bobbing cock, Valerie felt as though all will had been drained from her body.
"Christ!" her father-in-law groaned. "You're hung like a stud horse, Bud! She'll never be able to take all that! No wonder the girls don't want you to fuck them."
But Valerie seemed not to hear him. She lifted her hand and gently touched her brother-in-law's hard-on as if it were an object of great worth. She was startled to recognize the fingers caressing his cock as her own, but her surprise lasted less than a second.
Gingerly she closed her fingers in a ring around the circumference of his cock, then pulled back on the taut foreskin, exposing the satiny purple crown of Rich's cock. He flinched ever so slightly as she peeled the skin back, but when she released the doughy flesh it stayed in place, held back by the swollen lower rim of his blood-engorged glans. A pearling drop of golden fluid oozed from the reddened slit at the tip. She caught it with the tip of her fingers and spread it evenly over the plum like head of his cock.
"Ain't that pretty!" her father-in-law said, his voice becoming more and more thick as he guzzled the brandy.
"Take a hold of my nuts," Rich suggested. "They're full of hot cream for you, Sis." He touched the hair at the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Valerie slowly lifted her left hand and balanced herself by cupping the cheek of his downy buttocks, her fingers barely grazing the cleft of his ass. With her right hand she weighed his heavy nuts, churning the kidney-shaped nuggets like hot taffy in her palm.
At the same moment she leaned forward, her wet lips parted, guarding the hot red promise of her tongue. Slowly she engulfed her brother-in-law's cockhead into the buttery slickness of her mouth. She could feel the instant tension in his buttocks, but she curled her tongue and gently massaged the underside of his fluted glans, her thick saliva pouring quickly around the jaw-stretching cap of his cock. At first the taste was that of kelp, but that quickly washed away to be replaced by a faintly metallic mushroom flavor.
Her sluice-shaped tongue caressed the underside of his long cock, her fingers encircling the root as she slowly pulled back, her mouth open to show her glistening tongue, her eyes closed in depraved ecstasy. Then she began to rub the swollen head of his cock over her face. As though his glans were a gigantic lipstick, she traced the moist outlines of her mouth with it, licking at it quickly with the slick point of her tongue. She pressed the heat of the shaft into the hollow of her cheek, then guided it over her eyelids, her eyelashes quivering over the taut glans. She could feel the slick trail of preseminal secretion it left wherever she touched it to her skin, and she had a sacrilegious feeling of anointing herself with unholy oils. But she couldn't stop herself. When the taste of his cock began to fade, she sucked the glans back into her mouth even deeper, pressing the glans hotly against her palate and swishing her tongue once more over the sensitive underside.
She felt his buttocks tense again, a concave curve of flesh as hard as rock forming under her fingers. Then, with several sure strokes, Rich shafted his thick cock into her mouth, the glans bumping the constricted back of her throat, the undulating motion of his pelvis tickling her upper lip and nose with his golden pubic hair.
With her handsome young brother-in-law's heavy prong lodged so deeply in her throat, Valerie couldn't breathe. But the action had become so much a part of her that she knew that, even if she was going to faint, she would keep on sucking him.
Without realizing it, she had retreated more and more from the deep probing of his cock in her throat until she was leaning over backward, Rich bending at the waist to keep his thrusts directed at her throat. She felt the tingling caress of her hair slip over her shoulders and just as she was about to fall over, Rich laced his fingers behind her neck to support her. Gently, using his well-muscled thighs for a brace, he let her weight carry them both down, his hot cock still lodged firmly between her clasping lips.
As her shoulders touched the carpet he scrambled forward and straddled her neck. She could breathe now, for less of his long prick was thrust into her mouth. In gratitude, she fluttered her tongue thrillingly against the burning dome of his glans. She could feel his hard, hot fingers caressing the silky skin at the pulse of her throat. If he strangles me, she thought, I would let him. What's wrong with me to be doing this?
She squirmed a little beneath him as she felt the tingling sensation of her nipples erecting under the weight of his hairy buttocks. But she let him comb his thick fingers through her silky hair. And when he touched her cheek with his thumb she looked up at him and guessed that he must be feeling the ball of his glans through her cheek. That reminded her of how his churning balls had felt as she squeezed them in her palm.
She moaned a little at the similarity of the two experiences. She could feel the vibration of her lips along the skin of his cock. Like humming on a comb covered with cellophane, she thought.
But when she had quit moaning, the vibration continued along the entire shaft of his cock. Her eyes flashed open as the fat organ throbbed in her mouth. The taut muscles of her brother-in-law's abdomen twitched, his glans fattened against her tongue and palate, and the first pooling of his sperm foamed into her unexpecting mouth.
Valerie gasped, the mingled saliva and sperm bubbling in her throat as she swallowed. A second flood of the creamy substance jetted against the back of her throat and there was so much of it that she could feel it shoot back along his shaft to her lips, where it drooled out like the white of an egg along her chin.
Again and again he filled her mouth with his cream. Each time she swallowed, her tongue and palate were quickly recoated with his slimy outpouring. Her eyes widened in shock at her first taste of cum, and she flinched each time his jerking abdomen heralded the spurting of a fresh load into her throat. Rich had squirmed a little at first and Valerie was dimly aware that her left nipple had become lodged in the bristly crack of his ass. His buttocks pinched at it from both sides, but she was too occupied with swallowing his sperm to think about it.
His stringy sperm foamed directly against her palate and she moaned as he hunched forward, cradling her head in his hands. Her own sexual fluids were flowing and she scissored her legs back and forth uncontrollably, not even aware of the slick sliding of her labia.
When his cock ceased fountaining into her and she could hear his panting breath over her, she did not stop sucking on his glans. She was afraid he would go soft now that his climax was spent, and she couldn't bear the thought of this perverted excitement ending. She now realized that she had come very close to experiencing an orgasm of her own.
But when Rich pulled back from her mouth, his cock was still hard and it smacked wetly against his pulsing belly.
"I'll bet a month's wages you never got sucked off as good as that by no Saigon cunt!" Rich's father shouted drunkenly.
As Rich wiped the hair from his forehead, Valerie cringed with shame at what she had done. Even so, her excitement was at such a pitch that she was anxious for the next step in her humiliation.
Her brother-in-law scooted back and lifted his bronzed leg over her. Then he covered her body with his own.
The heat of his brown bare chest flattened her creamy breasts. His mouth slithered across the hollow of her neck, flicking hotly toward her ear with his tongue. Between her legs, Valerie labia slid wetly together, the heat they radiated suffusing throughout her trembling body. Wantonly, she arched the whiteness of her neck to the descent of his nibbling lips.
The rubbery, hot grip of his lips was pleasant as he descended along her throat, following the line of her collarbone with his tongue. When his mouth reached her breasts his hands joined in the action, cupping the firm mounds and guiding the reddened nipples into his mouth. He squeezed both breasts together and sucked the nipples into his mouth simultaneously, flailing the sensitive tips with the lash of his tongue-tip. Then he drew strongly on each turgid point of flesh until they were both tingling with an ecstatic hardness.
When his mouth next began its descent between her breasts she quivered to feel the wet trail of his tongue being drawn over her ribs to swirl into the slight depression of her navel. Her thighs quivered uncontrollably as she felt the slipperiness of his hot lips slide over the rise of her hipbone, then continue onto the soft white skin of her upper thigh. His hands tightened around her waist, his thumbs pressing down on her abdomen where they touched. A lock of his sandy hair grazed ticklishly along her belly as he turned his head a little. And his tongue flicked hotly along the inside of her thigh to where it joined her torso next to her cunt.
Valerie made a half-hearted whimper of protest and ineffectually pushed at his forehead with one hand. But her brother-in-law insistently caught her hands and placed them at her sides. Then she felt the hot shock of his open mouth slithering electrically against her succulent secret self.
Her thighs closed involuntarily against the muscular young man's head as a wave of faint revulsion swept over her. But this was followed so quickly by a body-racking shiver of pleasure that her attempted closure was manifest as no more than a slight quiver of delight. When his tongue wedged open the lips of her pussy she felt her juices trickle thickly against his insistent mouth.
Unconsciously she made a little mewling sound of delight and pushed her cunt up at him at the same time. His lips flattened against her labia and she could feel the pressure of his teeth behind his lips as his tongue drove even deeper into her gaping orifice. Squirming with the pleasure he was giving her, Valerie tangled her fingers in his hair, a little shocked at herself to find she was pushing his mouth down harder against her pussy.
His juicy lips skidded against her labia, causing a terrible jolt of pain and pleasure to swirl within her depths. It was so intense that her stomach muscles jerked taut and she pulled hard on his hair. Her breath hissed from her lips in an audible sigh of delight as she ground her cunt up at him, knowing instantly that his lips had engulfed the flame of her clitoris.
"Eat that swat!" Richard called from the couch.
Valerie writhed beneath her brother-in-law, her knees flopping against his hips, her buttocks twisting in the grip of his hands. Thick and churning, Rich's fiery tongue seemed to ream every fold and wrinkle of her gushing crotch. He rolled it over her stiffened clitoris, swirling it around and around until she thought she might pass out from the intensity of the sensation. He fucked her cunt with his tongue, making her gasp and quiver under his lashing oral caresses. Each time his tongue slid over the tender knot of her clitoris she felt as if he were spitting liquid electricity into her cunt.
Tracing a slow path through the juice-coated hairs around the pulsing entrance to her vulva, Rich slid his blunt fingers over the lips of her cunt.
She recognized the stroke of first one, then two fingertips traveling around the swollen, wet labia, ultimately probing into the slick opening. He hadn't stopped tonguing her clitoris, either. The combined sensations of his fingers and mouth made his sister-in-law gurgle unintelligibly.
Her cries faded quickly and her throat went dry as his thick fingers slipped deeper into her pussy, stretching the blood-swollen lips apart to accommodate their bulk as they slithered deeper and deeper into her slippery cunt.
"Turn her inside out!" Richard giggled from the couch.
"No! No!" she cried. "I can't stand it. No more, no more!"
But Rich shoved his fingers all the way in. Still maintaining his suction on her clitoris, he moved his fingers from side to side within her cunt, opening and closing them like a fan. Never before had Valerie been so conscious of the sensitive, gaping hole between her legs. Every cell in her body seemed to be stretched so tight that it gave off sparks.
Again and again she cried out wantonly, in no voice she could recognize as her own. She hadn't realized her cunt could secrete such a quantity of fluid. It felt like a swamp where the pulsing ooze of her hot juices welled over his hand and mouth. Over and over her entire body contracted spasmodically in accordance with the shuddering demands of her fountaining cunt.
Her orgasm was so intense that she hardly realized it when Rich pushed her legs up so that her thighs were almost touching the bobbing tips of her breasts. His tongue slithered downward from her cunt until he had found the tight bud of her anus. Then, with his fingers still plunging in her cunt, his shoulders awkwardly supporting her legs, Rich squeezed the pliable shaft of his tongue into her rectum.
"Rich!" she cried out as new and even more intense shocks shot up and down her spine. "No! Oh, no!" But by now her protests had ceased to mean anything. The new, incredible sensation had devastated her completely, and she loved the pleasure of it more than she was repulsed by the thought. She pulled her legs closer to her breasts to give him freer access to her ass and moaned as his tongue wriggled deeper into her anus, the hot thickness of it filling her with an unbearably sweet melting sensation.
When Rich pulled his face away from her ass, he quickly scrambled over her until his face was once again above her cunt, his hard-on bobbing only inches from her face.
When he dived against her labia, Valerie unhesitatingly lifted her head and directed his long cock into her mouth, sucking on it madly. His hair-fringed nuts rested on the bridge of her nose as she pumped up and down on the swollen shaft of his cock, her saliva thickening quickly around the taut-tipped glans.
"Sweet shit! Sixty-nine!" her drunken father-in-law gurgled, taking a quick swig of the brandy. His cock had grown hard again, and he stroked it a little between his juice-stained fingers.
Rich shook her labia between his teeth like a terrier with a rat. He nibbled at her clitoris with his lips, rolling it against his tongue and finally sucking at it with a steady, pulling motion. Valerie groaned again and again around the cock in her mouth, wincing with delight as her brother in-law slipped one of his fingers into her recently abandoned anus, sliding it steadily back and forth in the tight, clenching sphincter.
"Glaaahhh!" Valerie groaned, Rich's cock slipping out of her open mouth as her head fell back against the floor, rolling wildly from side to side as she bumped her cunt up at his juice-covered mouth and chin.
Like a tornado of wet fire her orgasm swirled over her. It spread over her like a cloud of intense heat, shaking her with its untrammeled power, changing her into a quivering mass of uncontrolled flesh. She thought she was going mad. The sensation was centered in the juicy flames of her cunt, just beneath his swirling lips and tongue. But it swirled around his finger in her winking anus and shot over her body like a shock wave until she thought her heart must burst.
No longer able to control herself, she flung her mouth against Rich's cleft buttocks, her tongue diving desperately for the dark whorl of his asshole. Her teeth chewed rabidly at the inner curves of his buttocks, and her nose rubbed erratically against his anus as she lashed his ass with the wildfire of her tongue.
"Come!" she blubbered against the hairy cheeks of her brother-in-law's tense buttocks. Her cheeks were shining with her own saliva where they rubbed against his ass. "I'm coming!" she gasped, her tongue swabbing the crack of his asshole. "Oh, Rich, I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Her heels beating against the carpet, her abdomen jerking spastically, her anus grabbing at his sawing fingers, her cunt welling with her molten juices, she slavered at her husband's brother's ass like a madwoman. When he leaned back so that she could actually penetrate his sphincter with her tongue, she grew even more frantic as she tasted the slightly fecal savor of his rectum.
The shock of another climax hit her with even greater force than before. As if each cell in her body were a fused charge, a series of tiny explosions began in her cunt, then sizzled deep within her until it reached her spinal column. Then her head flopped back against the floor and she began to thrash beneath him like a chicken with its head cut off.
This time, when the feelings diminished, Valerie opened her eyes to see the hairy cleft of her brother-in-law's buttocks poised over her face. She turned her head to the side with shame and saw her father-in-law leering at her from the couch, his hard cock held delicately in one hand, the half-empty brandy bottle in the other.
What have I done? she demanded of herself.
But before she could resolve her predicament, Rich reversed his position above her. His glittering green eyes were a little glazed, but a wide smile was spread across his face.
"You're pretty hot stuff when you get going," he said. "Not even the Vietnam whores ever pulled that on me!"
She saw his chin was glistening from her juices, but she made no effort to stop him when he kissed her. His tongue tasted of her own cunt as it swabbed deeply into her mouth. His hard, hot hard-on pulsed moistly against her thigh, and she didn't care any more that he was her husband's brother. She only wanted that pleasure again.
Rich took a deep breath and looked down at her, licking his lips of her juices. "And that was only the beginning, Sis," he whispered gutturally. "You want to get fucked now, don't you? Don't lie to me, because I can see it in your eyes. You want my cock in you, don't you?"
Her breath came out in a gasp and she whispered shamelessly, "Yes." She licked her lips and looked up at him. "Yes," she repeated. "Fuck me. Fuck me. I can't stand it any more. Fuck me, fuck me."
Rich turned his head to look at his father and she saw the two men exchange a satisfied grin. Then she watched in fascination as a single drop of sweat trickled down front Rich's forehead. It ran down the side of his nose, dangled from the tip of his chin for a moment, then splashed onto her face. Hungrily, she darted her tongue out and licked it away from the comer of her lips.