Mark wrapped his mouth around Isabelle's swollen cunt lips, eagerly sucking up the torrent of fuck juice that was flooding from her pussy. He thrust his tongue in and out of her steamy drooling cunt, lapping up all the tasty female cum he could find.
For him too, it had been a long long time since he had gone down on someone. He wasn't as reserved as his brother Matthew, but since his wife had left him, he hadn't had the pleasure of eating pussy.
"Hmmmmmm, mmmmmm," he hummed repeatedly as his tongue darted around in and out of Isabelle's hot cunt. "Agh, gawd, but this is good!" He tried to speak between laps and flicks of his tongue, eager to get all the fuck juice she was issuing from her pussy. "Mmmmmm, oh yeah!"
Isabelle's mind continued to spin, and she thought she was going to pass out when she felt. Mark suck the last of her juice from her flooding cunt and pull himself to his feet. He pressed his wet lips against Isabelle's as she fought for air. He wrapped his arms around her back, clutching her lovely asscheeks in both his hands to help brace her up.
Isabelle twisted her mouth away from Mark's until she could breathe more easily. Then she swished wet strands of hair out of her face and kissed him furiously on his hot wet lips, darting her tongue into his mouth to taste her own delicious fuck juice. She felt her strength returning to her legs as the room stopped spinning and she lacked her knees to support herself. As she did so, she noticed that Mark's cock had sprung back to life and it stood long and rigid between their bodies, poking into her lower belly.
She grabbed the back of his head with one hand and mashed her lips all the tighter against his, grinding her body against his, feeling his rock-hard cock grind against her body. She reached down and snared his swollen pulsing fucker and squeezed it lovingly, feeling its hardness, its impressive length. It felt longer and stiffer than before, and it throbbed with excitement.
"Oh, God," she muttered, slowly pulling her mouth off his and kissing him randomly all over his face and neck, as he did the same to her. "God, oh God, oh God, Mark. I can't believe it! Your cock feels so good in my hand. I need you to fuck me with this gorgeous cock of yours. I need to feel your hard, stiff cock pumping in and out of my cunt. Please, Mark, please. Fuck me. Fuck me now!"
She was still delirious with excitement and could barely speak, could barely see as she tried to peer through eyes coated with shower water. With her free hands she pulled the shower curtains swiftly open and, still holding Mark by the cock, stepped hurriedly out of the tub. She sat on the floor, yanking Mark's huge throbbing cock, pulling him on top of her, between her legs.
She pressed her face against his again, planting wet kisses all over his mouth and neck. She pointed his cock in the right direction, and as soon as she felt the huge knob of his prickshaft press against her waiting open cuntslit, she yanked his ass and slid his cock home.
"Uhhh," she cried out as she felt his long hot cock drill nearly all the way to the back wall of her itching pussy. Again, she swooned and felt as though she were going to pass right out on him. But oh, she thought, what a way to go!
Mark wasn't slow to follow her lead. She had led him all the way in this, and he was too turned-on to slow down and stop now.
She was too beautiful, too young, too hot to be denied her sexual dues. Matthew was a fine man, he thoughts Mark respected him and looked up to him. But had had a duty here to keep his wife satisfied.
If Matthew wasn't going to fulfill that duty Mark thought to himself the responsibility automatically passed on to him. At least it would keep her off the streets. This would keep her from doing something dangerous and damaging to Matthew and his career. This would keep her from doing to Matthew what his own wife had done to him.
"Oooooh!" Mark grimaced and scrunched his eyes closed to concentrate all the more on the delightful feeling he was experiencing. He had almost forgotten how wand, how wet, how snug a nice piece of pussy can be. He told himself he was a fool for going without for so long.
But, he thought, his brother was an even bigger fool for having someone as hot, as luscious, as beautiful as Isabelle to fuck whenever he wanted – and saving it only for Saturday nights! For one quick jump and then off to snooze land!
No sir, be told himself, he certainly wouldn't treat Isabelle that way if she were his wife. And since she was so frank, so direct in her approach, he looked forward to many more such gratuitous fucks during the following week that he'd be visiting. Oh yes, he thought, this was too good an opportunity to let slip though his fingers.
With one arm wrapped around his strong back and the other pressing his ass farther down toward her crotch, Isabelle began a slow rocking motion. They gyrated their hips and ground their crotches into each other. In slow steady circles, Isabelle wound her ass one way while Mark circled his the other, feeling his cockhead nose around deep inside her hot wet pussy, pressing against the tight silky pussy walls.
"Oh, yes, Mark, yes," Isabelle whispered in his ear. "Oh, good God, yes! This is so wonderful. Oh, yes, that's it. Oh, oh oh! I can't believe how wonderful your cock feels plunging all the way back in my hot cunt. This is heaven, you know that, preacherman? This is heaven, right here on earth!"
Mark slowed the gyrating motions of his ass and pulled his long hard cock halfway out Isabelle's dripping pussy. Then he sank it back in again. He repeated this several more times, pulling his stiff prick out a little farther each time, and sinking it in a little deeper each time until he had the entire length of his cock stuffed in her fuck hole.
He wanted to feel every inch, every fraction of an inch, of her beautiful tight cunt wrapped around his cock. He wanted to leave it buried in her warm cunt forever, but he knew that would be impossible. They couldn't stay glued together like this indefinitely.
Even though Matthew was gone, he was right next door at the church, taking care of business. He could call or walk over any time. And they didn't dare be caught doing what they were doing now.
"Mmm-mmm," he hummed as he slowly began to pick up his fuck pace. He didn't want to move too fast just yet though, for he was enjoying all too much the nice tight grip Isabelle's cunt had on his long-neglected cock.
Slowly, steadily he worked up his pace, easing his hard cock out of her dripping cunt, plunging back in mightily, forcefully. He knew he would be coming soon, all too soon, for it had been a long dry spell and this hot tight cunt would have him blasting his load before much longer.
Isabelle wrapped her arm around his strong back tighter and started yanking his ass faster to get him to plunge his hot stiff cock deeper and deeper into her itching pussy. She grunted and groaned with each one of his powerful but slow and steady thrusts into her. Then she began to rock her ass, slapping her pussy up against his crotch on his downward strokes.
Soon they had a medium tempo going and Isabelle felt herself getting dizzy again. She closed her eyes tightly to try to keep the room from spinning. She didn't want to pass out, not just now, for she didn't want to miss this. She didn't want to miss a single second or a single inch of this wonderful fuck her husband's brother was throwing her.
"Unh unh unh!" she grunted as she continued slapping her loins up against his. "Oh, oh Mark. This is so-o-o-o wonderful. You can't believe how wonderful this feels. Fuck me faster. I'm so fuckin' turned-on. You've got me climbing the walls. My head's spinning from this wonderful fuck you're throwing me. Faster now, Mark. Harder! I'm going to explode in a thousand pieces. I can feel my climax building up already, higher and higher. Oh, yes. That's it. Fuck me faster, Mark fuck me harder!" Mark wasn't too eager to oblige. He was enjoying this too much. Her cunt felt tighter and hotter than any he had ever felt. Even better than his ex-wife's. And she had a great cunt, but it was nothing compared to this wonderful tight grip Isabelle's pussy had. He felt as though he had a hot tight glove wrapped around his dock. And her cunt was so slick, so wet. His cock, as engorged and huge as it was, had no trouble sliding in and out of her hot slippery cunt.
He wanted to feel every inch of every stroke, and he wanted to remember it as long as he could. If he fucked her any faster he would blow his load all too soon, and he wanted this to last for as long as possible. It felt just too wonderful to have it be over too soon.
"Oh, God, Belle," he whispered low and coarsely. "God, this is wonderful. I love the feel of your pussy wrapped around my cock. It's so wonderful. You don't know what a great cunt you've got there. I'd love to fuck you all the time, Belle. I'd fuck your eyeballs out five times a day if you were mine. I could never get enough of this hot tight cunt of yours."
He slapped his groin into hers with increasing fervor as he felt his orgasm mounting up deep inside his balls. He was glad Isabelle had sucked his first load of cum from his fuck glands. That always meant it would take longer before he shot off the second time.
But Isabelle was so hot, that he knew he wouldn't have the control he used to have. Just listening to her wanton words, listening to her moan and grunt as she twisted her ass underneath him, added to his sense of heightened urgency.
Faster and faster, he began shoving his cock, into her drooling pussy. Harder and harder, he slapped his loins against hers. She wrapped her legs around his now to pull even harder, as if to pull more of his cock into her – that part of it that was buried inside his body behind his balls. She tugged and yanked on him as though she wanted to pull all of him right inside her aching cunt.
"I'm going crazy," she called out in between delirious groans. "I can feel the top of my head coming right off. I'm coming already. Can you feel it, Mark? Can you feel it? My cunt is just overflowing with my hot fuck juice. That's it! Harder now. Fuck me harder! I'm coming more and more with each stroke. You're going to put me in orbit in another second. Oh, yes, Mark. Fuck me as hard as you can. Now! Now! Oh, yes, that's it. I'm coming!"
With that, she lifted her head off the carpeted bathroom floor and sank her teeth into Mark's shoulder. She bit him so hard he winced. Tears filled her eyes. Ripple after electric ripple of the grandest orgasm she had ever had drove her over the edge into absolute ultimate bliss.
Mark grunted and groaned as he felt his balls crash furiously against her crotch. Then they tightened up and he felt that familiar tingling that signaled his every orgasm.
"Oh, yes," he called out. "This is it. I'm with you all the way on this one. Here it is. Here it is! I'm coming all over the place!"
He fucked her so hard he feared he might give her rug burns on her back. Their bodies slapped noisily as they exploded together in a dynamic dual orgasm.
Again and again at record speed, Mark jackhammered his erupting cock into her flooding cunt as they poured out what seemed like the juice of a lifetime.
Isabelle felt herself coming uncorked again as the room spun faster and faster. She was no longer in the bathroom, lying on the floor with her husband's brother's cock pile driving into her much-neglected pussy. She was on a cloud somewhere. She was tingling with electric sparks all over her body.
Matthew's handsome face smiled at her as he laid her back on the bed for the first time, on their wedding night, and he slowly lowered himself on top of her. She grunted and slapped her hips up forcefully as she felt his sizzling cock sink into her cunt for the first time. She was dizzy with sexual joy as he pounded away at her hungry cunt. Tears of joy formed in the corners of her eyes.
Then she squinted up at his handsome tanned face, twisted and tightened in ecstasy as he pounded his cock into her all the harder, sending his hot rich cream as deep into her cunt as he could. He felt as though he were fucking to save his life, like he would never have another chance to fuck this wonderful beauty beneath him ever again. And he wanted to go out in style.
Again and again, he drove his cock into her at record speed as blast after mighty blast of his fuck juice filled her cunt, combined with the juice of her own dynamic orgasm and flowed out backwards over her swollen cunt lips.
As he felt his cock flag and the last of his thick lava flow up from the depths of his crotch, he suddenly felt weak all over his body, spent, exhausted but happy. He was happier than he had been in years.
Isabelle relaxed her grip. Her arms flopped lifelessly to the carpet. She felt him lower his massively heaving chest to hers, and together they lay until they had the strength to get up, rinse off, and return to the real world, acting as normally as they could, yearning for a repeat performance at the earliest possible chance.