That night after everyone had gone to bed Kathi couldn't sleep. She lay on the roll-out sofa bed in the living room, ashamed of herself for straining her ears to see if she could hear what was going on in the bedroom. Would Brian's guilt over what had happened that afternoon make him want to fuck Ann tonight, as if to reassure her that nothing had occurred between him and Kathi?
Of course, Ann didn't suspect anything. So that was silly. Besides, she couldn't hear anything at all. They had apparently gone right to sleep.
But the mere thought that she might overhear them fucking was exciting enough to keep Kathi awake.
She tossed and turned, unable to keep her mind off it. She realized how horny she still was. The quick orgasm that afternoon had not been enough to satisfy her. Prior to that, she had not been fucked in weeks. The breakup of her affair with Mike was the main reason for this visit with Ann. It had left her feeling sulky and withdrawn.
She had come that afternoon only moments after Brian slid his cock into her. A hot shiver gripped her body as she remembered it. God, it was so good! she thought. I really wish I was in that bed with him instead of her. If I were in there with him we wouldn't be sleeping.
Her body was tense and vibrant with need. Even the gauzy fabric of her nightie rasping against her bare skin aroused her. She dug her fingers into her naked thighs and gasped softly. Her cunt oozed and itched. Her breasts throbbed and ached.
Her mind floated again over the memory of her and Brian fucking. But it had all been so fast, there wasn't much to remember. She wanted to have a long slow fuck with him. But that was impossible.
Her finger stroked the smooth warm skin of her belly. Thoughts of Brian yielded to the memory of the strange way she had felt about Ann, earlier in the day. Almost is if she had wanted to go to bed with her own twin sister. She closed her eyes and tried to recall Ann's naked body. Why did I feel that way? she wondered. It seems so sick. But I really did want to. I wanted to touch her. And kiss her everywhere. Even her… her…
"Even her cunt," she whispered aloud.
My God, what a crazy thing to want to do. What's got into me, anyway? I've never felt anything like that before!
She caressed her ribs and flat silky midriff with her fingers. She remembered the full firm sweep of her sister's breasts. Just like these, she thought cupping her own and squeezing them. Her nipples ached maddeningly. She clipped the big soft buds with her fingers. I wanted to do this to hers, she thought. And I wanted to… to suck them. God, it's so hard to even think the words!
She squirmed and panted, kneading her nipples until they grew erect. She twirled them in her fingers. When the sensations in her nipples had nearly reached their peak, she suddenly pinched the stiff buds.
"Ahhh!" she gasped aloud. She bit her lower lip and whimpered.
I wish I had somebody to suck me, she thought. Anybody! I feel like I could come just as quickly as I did this afternoon, just from that. Just from having my titties sucked.
She tried to keep her hands off tier breasts. But the need to squeeze and rub them was overpowering. She pushed her nightie up around her neck, then she ran her hands over her whole quivering body. She squeezed her throbbing breasts again and pinched her tight nipples, sighing with passion but trying not to make any noise. Oh God… oh God, I need to come! she moaned to herself.
Suddenly she heard a muffled moan coming from the bedroom. She tried to control her own panting and strained her ears. Another soft sexual groan. It was Ann. They were finally fucking. They had probably waited a decent interval for Kathi to fail asleep. But she was wide awake, her body churning and pulsing with lust. As she listened to her sister's soft moans, it was almost as if she too were being fucked.
Knowing bow close she was, she had been reluctant until now to touch her pussy. She had feared making noise. How embarrassing it would be for them to overhear her masturbating. But now she knew they would not be listening. They were too involved.
I wish it were me, I wish it were me! she moaned to herself as she slid her hands down her writhing body. Her cuntlips were very wet and open. She slipped two fingers from each hand into her aching slit, probing herself and shuddering with pleasure.
For a few moments she fucked herself slowly that way, with both hands. Four fingers moving in and out of her slimy quim felt better than only one. But it didn't feel as good as Brian's big cock had felt. Her thighs yawned widely apart and she began to move her hips on fuck motions. From the bedroom Ann's moaning grew more high-pitched and uncontrollable.
Still probing her slippery cunt with one hand, Kathi began to work on her clit with the other. The first touch of her fingers on it made her blood flash with fire. She rubbed it quickly in a circular motion. Almost immediately hot skimming spasms began rippling through her trembling body.
"Oh God! Oh God!" she gasped.
Rapidly she fucked her seething pussy with her left hand and rubbed her spasming cull with her right. The skimming grew more intense. Through her hot panting she could hear Ann softly whinnying and mewling behind the bedroom door. Oh fuck me, oh fuck me! she whimpered to herself. Fuck me hard, fuck me hard!
She withdrew her fingers from her soupy slit and began massaging her clit with both hands. "Fuck… me… fuck… me!" she chanted in a delirious whisper.
The skimming clitoral climaxes were building toward the explosion she wanted. Her body clenched and shook with need. Her fingers were gooey with pussy juice as she rubbed her throbbing clit. She dug her heels into the sofa bed and gyrated her groin up into her swirling hand, grunting and gasping wildly.
Suddenly she heard Ann coming. Wrenching yelps of ecstasy tore out of her sister's throat way back in the bedroom. She didn't know why the sound aroused her so much. But Ann's hot cries drove her crazy with lust.
"Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus!" she gasped, digging in her wet cunt. She panted and rubbed her swollen clit fiercely. Oh God… oh God please… please!
Suddenly she stiffened, arching her back. All the breath was sucked out of her lungs. She hissed sharply and clenched her teeth. A violent shudder shook her flesh.
"Ohhhhhh!" she cried out uncontrollably.
She bit her lip as the orgasm poured through her. She was unable to stop the rapid whimpering of her throat. Her inflamed clit pulsed wildly as she squirmed and tried to be quiet. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God I love it!
But her fear of being overheard made the spurns subside quickly. Embarrassed, she wiped her sticky fingers on her nightie and pulled it down on her tingling body. Still panting, she tried to cry the waning sensations of her climax. But she couldn't get over the feeling that the whole thing had been spoiled by her nervousness.
God, it could have boon such a good one, she thought. It was a good one, but it could have been so much better. What if they heard me? After all, I heard them. Jesus, the whole thing is so confusing! Me getting so aroused by Ann like that. And that scream just came out. I couldn't stop it.
Ashamed and confused, she lay tossing and turning for about an hour before she fell into a fitful sleep.
In the morning Ann tried to act as if nothing unusual had happened. Brian left for work early. She and Kathi lingered over breakfast, drinking coffee and sharing the morning paper. The air in the kitchen was electric with unspoken thing.
She probably thinks I heard her crying out last night, Ann thought. Well, after all, she probably heard me too. I tried to keep quiet. But my God, he fucked me so hard I thought I was going to die when I came. I think it was kind of extra exciting knowing Kathi was in the living room, that she might hear us. That's really weird, but I think it's true. Do you suppose I wanted her to hear me? she asked herself. Maybe to make her jealous? Because I was getting screwed and she wasn't?
But that thought disgusted Ann. It was sick. She and Kathi had always been so close. She shouldn't be thinking like that.
She glanced briefly at her twin sister over the top of her newspaper. Kathi had been acting so phony-cheerful all morning that Ann knew they both were aware of last night. The unresolved tension really bothered her. In a way she also felt sorry for Kathi. It was sad to think of her sister lying there masturbating in the dark, alone, while she herself was whooping through an ecstatic fuck with her husband in the bedroom. Finally she couldn't stand it any longer.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Ann asked.
Kathi acted innocent. "Talk about what?"
"Oh, you know… last night."
"What about it?" Kathi tried to ignore the silly interruption and keep reading her part of the newspaper.
"Well… we both know what happened."
"I guess I don't know what you're talking about," Kathi said brusquely.
"You do too!"
"No I don't."
"I… heard you cry out when you came," Ann said softly, trying not to blush.
"Well, you weren't exactly quiet as a mouse yourself."
They both giggled nervously, a high-pitched embarrassed laugh.
"I know," Ann said. "I was kind of feeling guilty about it. That's why I brought it up."
"I don't know why you should feel guilty. It's your house, and he's your husband. You can't stop living just because I'm here for a few days."
"I know," Ann said, blushing again in spite of herself. "But just the thought of you in there… alone and everything… it seemed kind of sad to me. I don't mean to cause…"
"You don't have to feel sorry for me," Kathi said trying to control her temper. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you in front of your husband."
"Oh, he didn't hear anything. I only heard you because I came out to use the bathroom."
"Thank heaven," Kathi said sarcastically. "The poor dear might not be able tar stand the sound of a woman coming who wasn't his wife."
"You don't have to be nasty about it," Ann said. "I'm sorry I brought it up. I just thought… maybe I could fix you up with somebody while you're here. Maybe one of Brian's friends."
"Somebody to fuck me? Just anybody, so long as he's got a cock? Somebody to keep me happy so I won't be envious of you and Brian every night? What do you think I am, a sex-fiend? Just because you caught me diddling myself? Look, Ann, I broke up with Mike a few weeks ago and I haven't had any sex since then. I was a little horny last night. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. I'm sorry if it makes you feel guilty."
"I just thought we could introduce you to a few…"
"Thanks, but no thanks," Kathi said, terminating the conversation.
But Ann was still not feeling much better about the situation when she left the house that afternoon. It was Tuesday, her day to meet Joe. As she drove across town to his apartment, she couldn't help thinking how strange it all was. She and Brian last night, she and Joe in just a few more minutes – and there was Kathi sitting home alone again.
Talk about sexual gluttons! she thought. She licked her lips and giggled to herself.
The weekly afternoon with Joe was special to her. She had been meeting him for months now. Brian suspected nothing. And she didn't do it because Brian failed to satisfy her anyway. Far from it. My husband fucks me beautifully, she thought. Last night, wow!
But Joe was special himself. For one thing, he must be high on the list of the ten men with the biggest cocks in the world. Ann knew all the books and magazine articles said that wasn't supposed to be important. But it was to her, at least once in a while. Being gorged full of that gargantuan monster of his made her boil over with coming. It wasn't anything to leave Brian over. But it was a delicious change, a variety she liked.
For another thing, with Brian everything was loving and tender and sweet like it should be. But with Joe it was adventurous and torrid, sex for sex's sake. She could truly let herself go with Joe.
With him she did things she would never do with Brian, wicked things unbearably exciting things. The fact that Joe had other women he did the same things with didn't bother her. He was a sexual virtuoso. He had unlimited stamina and shying power. And he provided Ann with just the right amount of outside spice to keep her marriage healthy.
He's probably just what Kathi needs, she thought as she climbed the stain to Joe's door. But I'll be damned if I'm going to share him with her.
She smiled a she felt her cunt already moistening, her pulse accelerating. It was always this way just before she knocked on his door.
Joe greeted her with his usual wry craggy smile. "Hi, baby."
As soon as the door shut behind her she was in his arms. His mouth mauled her. His fingers dug into the flesh of her back through her blouse.
This was one of the things she loved about him: his controlled brutality. He was a big strong hunk of man, and he never fucked her gently. He engulfed her with rough demanding passion. Already he kissed her he was tearing at the buttons of her blouse.
Playfully she tried to squirm away from him. "Joe!" she giggled. "You filthy beast, all you want to do is fuck me. Can't we talk for a few minutes fist?"
"What's there to talk about," Joe said. "You don't want to talk either." He stripped off her blouse and began sucking and nipping her neck and bare shoulders.
"Don't leave any marks," she said, shivering. "Remember I'm a mated woman."
"How could I forget?"
"I don't know what you mean by that. Ohhhh God, that feels good!"
"Baby, it feels more like a month than a week since I've seen you. I feel like eating you alive."
"Oh Jesus," Ann panted. "Go ahead, do it, do it!"
He quickly unfastened her bra and flung it across the room. He squeezed her full breasts in his rough hands. His thumbs dug into her wide soft nipples. "And I'm going to start with these," he said.
Attn felt her knees weaken as he sucked her aching nipples. Other men had enjoyed her breasts. But every time Joe got his mouth on them she felt like she was going to explode. He didn't make tender love to her firm upswept titties. Instead he gobbled and slurped them like a starving man. He pinched and rolled them in his hands. He sucked her nipples so fiercely that she cried out in pain.
"Ooowwch! Ohhnnnnn!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Ohhhhh, it hurts good! Do it again!"
"Come in here. Quick!"
He dragged her toward his bedroom. There they undressed one another like wild animals. Ann gulped again with amazement each time she saw his massive thundering cock. It was unbelievable that a man could have such a big one. A horse, maybe.
But a man?
"Oh God, oh God, I love this big thing of yours!" she murmured. She took it between her naked breasts and smothered the thick jumping shaft in her cleavage. "Fuck my titties, honey, fuck my titties," she whimpered.
Joe pushed her down on the bed and crouched over her. He snatched a pillow and propped it behind her head. She held her breasts in her hands and watched him stab the bulbous head of his prick into each of her large nipples. She fantasized him coming right then, the creamy gobs of his jism spurting all over her excited boobs. But she didn't want him to come yet.
She extended her tongue as an invitation. "Do it to me, honey, do it to me," she whispered, glaring at his cock lustfully.
Again he nestled the thick stalk between her upthrust breasts and slid the huge head of it between her open lips. Ann closed her mouth over his monstrously thick cock and sighed with pleasure. She swirled her tongue around his prickhead, making him groan.
Slowly he fucked her warm wet mouth, pushing his cock all the way in, drawing it out to the edge of her clinging lips. She sucked him and smothered the hot twitching shaft with her breasts, squeezing him between each firm mound of flesh. He pushed his cock into her mouth until he stopped against the back of her throat.
"Anngghh!" she gagged softly. "Aannggh! Aannggh!"
He began fucking her mouth more rapidly. She still sucked him, clinging with her lips as he withdrew the huge prick, only to slide it deep into her throat again. She felt his strong hands grasp her head. He crammed, her mouth full of his cock.
Ann went delirious with excitement. She had sucked Joe's massive cock before, but never had he done this to her. He crouched over her now, holding her head and fucking her mouth with short quick jabs. Yielding completely to his rape, she slid her hands down to her buttery cunt and rubbed her clit fiercely.
"Anngghh! Anngghh!" she grunted, trying to swallow the hot thick meat of his prick.
Their bodies clenched and strained. Ann worked rapidly on her tingling clit. She arched her back as she felt the first shocks of her climax well up in her.
"Anngghh! Unh! Unh!"
Joe's body shuddered and stiffened. His thick cock grew as hard as a steel pipe in her mouth. She whimpered and moaned as the spasms of her orgasm began to shake her. Suddenly a sharp cry tore itself from Joe's throat.
His cock erupted in her mouth. His hot creamy jism spurted down her throat.
"Ooommmmm! Annghhh!" she gagged, gulping his cum as the sharp spasms of her own climax gripped her.
She whimpered and thrashed as the hot coming streamed through her. Oh God, fuck me, fuck me more! her body screamed. She sucked and tongued his cock frantically, not wanting it to go limp. She knew she could come again and again, if only he would keep it up. Do it to me, do anything to me! Finally be withdrew his soft prick from her lips.
"Annie, baby, you're really something!" he gasped. "Don't… don't call me Annie," she panted, her body twisting and seething. It was one thing she couldn't stand to be called that. Sometimes she thought he did it just to aggravate her. "Fuck me, Joe baby, fuck me. Do something to me, please, I can come again! Please!"
He slid down her writhing body and scooped up her breasts in his hands, licking and sucking her throbbing nipples. "Baby, it's a wonder you don't kill your poor husband, the way you love to go at it."
"That's… that's why I've got you," she gasped. "Oh! Oh baby, do it to me. Eat me, eat me until it gets hard again!"
He slid between her thighs and began eagerly sucking her wet pussy. Ann grabbed his head and thrust her cunt up to his tongue, bucking her hips.
"Oh! Oh! Ooohhhhhh!" she wailed, quickly coming again.
Joe got his hands under her firm asscheeks and squeezed them as he gobbled her creaming slit. Ann's beautiful body clenched. She cried out and came again.
Her insatiable desire made his cock grow stiff again quickly. He crouched between her yawning thighs and slid it into her buttery cuntlips, grinning with pleasure. Ann's eyes were glassy with lust. They rolled up behind her fluttering eyelids as he pierced her deeply with his long cock.
"Ohhhnnnnn… oh God, it's heaven!" she moaned. She loved her husband, but being filled with this gigantic prick of Joe's was a pleasure she couldn't give up. He fucked her gently, letting her enjoy the feel of its massiveness riding in and out of her burbling cunt.
Her body ran with fire. The big orgasm she wanted was only a few moments away. She twined her body around Joe's, urging him to fuck her harder. Her mind flitted briefly to her sister. Kathi should be doing this. Kathi was the one who needed it. Oh no, oh no, but I've got it, I've got it! she moaned to herself. Fuck me, Joe.
"Do it to me hard, honey. Do it to me hard! I'm so close to it," she panted. "Rape me with it, hurt me with it."
And Joe did. He grabbed her bucking hips and stabbed her with his cock. Ann's face was torn with pleasure-pain. She raked his shoulder with her fingernails.
"Ahi! Ahi!" she yelped, going crazy.
Joe grunted and fucked her creaming cunt viciously. Her tight pussy clung to his thick cock as he rammed it into her.
"Oh God, now… now! God, it hurts, it hurts! Ahhnn! Ahhnnnn!" Ann panted.
He ripped his cock into her, riding her ass up off the bed, drilling her deep. She locked her legs around his hips and pumped rapidly.
"Annhh! Annhh! Aaanngghiiieeeeee!" she screeched as thunderbolts of coming wrenched her.
Joe's cock spurted into her again, and the two of them lay panting and gasping for minutes as the pleasure drenched them.
"God, I can't believe it," she murmured when he finally crawled off her.
"I don't know why you can't," Joe grinned. "It happens every time."
"I know. I still just can't believe it, sometimes."
He was right. Every time seemed better than the last. Each time they were alone together, they fell on one another like two wild animals in heat. She had orgasms that she had thought were unbelievable before Joe. They were killing. She felt split and reamed and torn apart by them. She didn't know why she could get such tremendous physical pleasure from him and yet not want to stay more than a few minutes after fucking was no longer possible.
But she was already anxious to leave. And as they both dressed, he seemed just as anxious to have her leave. We have nothing in common but the most beautiful fucking imaginable, she thought. But that's enough.
She grinned slyly with this knowledge as she kissed him. "Sec you next week?"
"If I've recuperated by then," he grinned back.
"I've never known you not to."
"Just don't let hubby wear you out."
"Are you kidding? He just gets me ready."
She kissed him again and went down to her car. She felt slightly guilty for having said that about Brian, since it was only half true. But she wouldn't give up Joe for anything.
Driving home, she again thought briefly about Kathi. Kathi was the one who needed to get fueled like that, she thought. Any decent sister would find a way to get them together. But Joe's mine, she thought. I don't want to share him. Not with her. Not with anybody.