The next morning, Scott and Pam slept late and then made love again. Both of them were so hot for each other it would have been very easy for them to just spend the whole morning in bed fucking. But the plans had already been made so they grudgingly got up and loaded up the car.
Then, remembering that it was their honeymoon, they kissed again and pointed the car toward Los Angeles, where Scott's brother Russ lived.
About the time that Scott and Pam began their drive, Russ and his wife, Barb, were just waking up themselves. They had driven straight home after the wedding and now began to get ready to receive the newlyweds. Because the brothers got to see each other so seldom and because money was always tight for a young couple just starting out, Russ and Barb had prepared their guestroom for Scott and Pam for a few nights. It wasn't the romantic honeymoon they had had after their wedding just over a year ago, but it was certainly better than nothing.
As they did every morning, Russ and Barb greeted each other with a kiss. This morning's kiss lingered longer than usual while Russ ran his big hands down his young wife's naked front.
"Ummmm," Barb sighed, "do we have time before they get here?"
Russ laughed and then kissed her again. "We always have time."
"You wanna?" she said sexily, pushing his fingertips up inside her mushy cunt.
"Mmmm," Russ answered, rolling himself up on top of her. "I sure do."
Russ and Scott looked very much alike. Both were big, dark, and handsome. Like his younger brother, Russ had an eye for a pretty woman, and he was not the most faithful of husbands. But he also knew that he had a real peach in Barb and he tried not to do anything that would damage their marriage. Barb was the only woman who could hold his attention more than a night or two.
One look at Barb and it wasn't hard to imagine why she turned a stud like Russ on so much. She had a model's face and figure and long, blonde hair. Her tits were large and her ass fleshy and fine. Just the sight of her naked still made Russ' mighty prick swell and surge.
His hard-on slipped between her thighs now as he settled down on top of her. She reached down and took a portion of his slippery cockshaft in her hands and jacked on it a few times. His cock brushed right along the slit of her cunt and her juices coated it. These Barb smeared all around with her clutching, jacking fingers.
"Remember our honeymoon?" she said, looking into his handsome face while she toyed with his prick.
"Good thing we could see the water from our bed, otherwise we never would have known it was there!"
"Did you mind?" she asked, slithering around underneath him, touching his whole body with hers.
"Not a bit," Russ replied, thrusting his hips so his prick slid through her fingers and poked its head into the waiting mouth of her cunt. "It was the perfect honeymoon with the perfect new wife."
Barb giggled and wiggled downward, sinking more of his prick into her cunt. "And the fucking was good, too."
"Yes," Russ gasped, his prick completely buried in the damp warmth of her pussy. "It was good then and it's still good now!"
With that, he grabbed her legs and hauled them up.
Barb went along and bent her knees, letting her husband push her thighs back against her shoulders. Her cunt was tipped upward, her pussy-channel bent.
"Ohhh," she sighed, "your cock feels so big when you put it in me like that!"
"And your little pussy, ahhh!" he grunted. "You pussy fits around my cock just right!"
In her awkward position, Barb couldn't move too much but, for the same reason, every motion she did make seemed exaggerated and precious. Because their fucking fit was so tight, even the smallest bit of movement made them gasp with excitement and pleasure.
Russ pressed down on his wife's bent legs and leaned back. His cock came out of her cunt and he looked down at it. It seemed almost small, the pressure her cunt had put on it so extreme. Slowly, he submitted his prick for further pleasant punishment. He began to fuck Barb with a steady, strong beat.
As always, Barb loved it. She'd wanted a man who was good in bed and she'd definitely found him in Russ. His fucking never disappointed her and she never asked him where he learned the new tricks he sometimes brought home to their bed. She certainly had her suspicions, but, until it happened right in front of her face, she wanted to believe her husband was true to her.
The blonde hair between her legs was thick, but did little to hide the folds of her creamy cunt. Russ' big, dark cock plowed right through the tangled jungle and lost itself in her inner cunt. The walls of her pussy pulsated all around his prick, and when he pulled all but the rounded head of his cock out of her clasping cunt, the mouth of her pussy kissed it sweetly.
Barb wiggled her ass around as he fucked into her cunt. Her big tits pillowed out right in front of her, and when she thrust her head out, she managed to take one of her long, pointed nipples between her pink lips.
Russ almost lost his load right then. It always drove him crazy when Barb sucked her own tits. His cock pounded around inside of her, his pulse racing and his balls stewing.
Barb puckered her pretty cheeks in and pulled on her nipple. Russ couldn't tell for sure, but he imagined her running her tongue around her nipple. He knew just how long and hard his wife's nipples got when they were sucked.
He licked his lips and then leaned downward, capturing her other nip in his own mouth.
"Mmmmm!" Barb moaned.
The vibrations of her moan rumbled through her body. As her husband suspected, she was giving her tit a pretty good workout. Her brain sizzled as they sucked on her aching tits together.
Russ lapped up one side and down the other of her tit, spreading a sexy layer of spit all across her creamy tit-flesh. He felt with his lips how the skin around her large, pink areola went wild with goose flesh.
"Ohhhhh," Barb sighed, her nipples hard and pointed with arousal.
Whatever her husband did to the tit he was sucking, Barb copied and did to the tit she had in her mouth.
When Russ was wet and messy, so was she. Her tongue slithered all around the fleshy tit globe, running over the spiked nipple and then batting it all around.
Russ pulled his face away from her nip and pursed his lips. Then, before Barb had time to prepare herself, he let loose with a thin stream of cold air.
"Ahhhh!" she cried out, letting her tit go free. "Yes, do that! Yes, it's so good!"
Her hand looked even smaller than it was when she brought it up and used it to cover her one heaving, thrusting tit. The fingers fanned out and she felt her nipple butting into her palm. Her nails dug into her own flesh, but it didn't matter.
"Keep sucking, keep sucking!" she gasped.
Russ sucked madly at her big, slippery fit and also began to fuck with his hips again. His wife's wailing took on a different tone when she felt his prick moving around in her snug cunt-tunnel.
"Ohhh! Ahhhhh!" she cried out.
Methodically grinding his hips so that her clit was crushed against the bone behind it, Russ fucked her gently but thoroughly. His prick moved only slightly in her cunt-channel, but that wasn't what mattered to Barb. She liked the stimulation of her tits and of her clit. Right now, whatever happened inside her pussy was just the icing on the cake.
"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!" she said over and over again, with constantly increasing urgency and passion.
Russ could toil from the jerking motions of her body that what she said was true. To help her along, he pulled harder on her tit, puckering in his cheeks and eating all the tit-meat ho could manage. Then he exhaled her soggy titflesh and bit down on her pointed nipple, chewing it just hard enough with his front teeth.
"Yes! Yes!" she cried.
Russ rotated his hips, pressing down hard on her upthrusting clit. Sensations of extreme excitement went through Barb's sizzling body.
"Ahhh!" she cried at last. "Ahhhh!"
Russ needed total concentration to keep up with his climaxing wife. His head had to bob with her heaving tits and his hips had to keep pace with her wildly dancing lower body. But he did his best to just relax and let her set the pace. It was easier that way for him, and he knew that that was what Barb liked best.
Barb mumbled as her climax blasted through her. Her knees jerked inward, one of them banging against the side of Russ' face. Her whole body trembled and shook as she was rocked by the incredible strength of her orgasm.
Russ pulled away from her tit only when he was sure all the contractions of her orgasm were passed. Then, almost painfully, he straightened his back and aligned his prick again with the quivering tunnel of her cunt.
"Ready for more?" he asked.
"Mmmm," she replied, too climax-weary to make words.
But Russ understood and wasted no time in taking up right where they had left off with their fucking. His prick lunged forward and Barb's eyes opened wide and blue as she felt her whole body being filled with her husband's hard, thick, prick-meat.
Now it was Russ' turn to moan. His cock was held very tightly by his wife's pussy and the angle her strange position put her cunt in fit his prick-shaft to a tee. He got up on his knees and fucked her with new strength, his cock bent at a satisfying angle.
"Ahhh, now that's fuckin!" he said, throwing his hips forward. "You like that?"
He looked down and saw the weak smile and nod that Barb gave. But it told him all he needed to know. Despite her unenthusiastic response, he knew she liked this fuck just as much as he did. She was just too overcome to tell him so.
"Ummmm," she moaned, doing what she could to share her intense feelings with her studly husband.
His cock went in and out of her with very satisfying regularity. From one end to the other, her cunt-tunnel sizzled with the erotic sensations he created within it. Cunt-juices ran down the crack of her upturned ass.
Prick-meat danced through her cunt-tunnel, rubbing sexily against her padded, inner cunt walls. Friction was created and both the fuckers benefited from it. Russ could feel the tension mounting in his balls as they slapped against Barb's ass-crack. Barb could feel her insides being pushed and pulled and rearranged to accommodate her husband's prick-shaft.
Reaching down and under her lifted ass, Barb took hold of her husband's balls. She heard Russ gasp with joy and when she squeezed them and rolled them around in the palm of her hand, his gasp turned into a growl of pure sexual ecstasy.
"Oh, honey," he panted.
Slowly recovering from her incredible climax, Barb began to come back to life and take a more active role in their fucking. Now she rolled her hips and bobbed her pelvis forward and back, fucking at Russ with as much enthusiasm as her bent position would allow.
His cock was buried completely inside her. The many inches of his prick-meat followed the bend of her cunt-tunnel and lolled around inside it sexily. Russ' fuck-strokes were little more than sexy lunges but they did the job. The cum-cream was already boiling in his balls, and, when Barb started tossing and toying with them, Russ knew it was only a matter of time.
She scratched his hairy balls with her nails, then her fingers traveled down to that bridge of skin from his asshole to the roots of his balls and traced back and forth across it.
Barb showed his balls no mercy and kept up her assault of them. She knew they were the trigger to her husband's load of cum-cream and suddenly her little pussy was very thirsty for just that kind of refreshment. Her fingers and nails were everywhere, poking, scratching, gouging.
Russ rocked forward and back, his cock leading the way. He kept a tight grip of Barb's thighs, his fingers sweaty and slippery as he moved closer to coming.
When he leaned forward, his cock slithered through the tunnel of Barb's pussy.
When he drew back, just the tip and the first few inches of his prick found their way into the shuddering channel of her cunt.
Barb kept up pulsating motion on his balls. Her palms were sweaty, too, and his balls danced and slid around. Then, as if his balls were too-ripe fruit, one squeeze finally made them explode, sending their contents rushing through the complicated circuit of tubing in Russ' balls and then shooting it out the end of his prick deep inside of her.
"Arghhh!"
"Ouuhmmm!"
They cried out, their bodies seeming to melt together.
Russ' cock was eaten up by Barb's cunt and she kept him there inside of her, basking in his own juices.
Barb felt completely filled with cock-cream and it was a sensation she loved. She shivered, feeling how squishy it was inside of her cunt. Already she could feel Russ' big cum-load overflowing her jam-packed cunt and pouring down the crack of her ass.
Russ let go of Barb's legs and let her stretch them out. Then he held her tightly, feeling her heart pounding against his chest. He wanted to stay in this position forever and would have if the phone hadn't suddenly started ringing.
"Damn!" he exclaimed, startled.
"Easy, honey," Barb said, reaching for the receiver which was right beside the bed. "I'll take care of it. Hello?"
Russ could hear the voice on the other end of the line well enough to know it was Barb's younger sister, Beth. Beth was a cute kid, but she could be a real pain in the ass sometimes.
"We can't come over now, Scott and Pam will be here soon," Barb said, then listened again. "Beth – it can't be that important."
Russ heard the chatter on the other end go an octave higher, sounding more urgent than ever.
Barb looked over at him and rolled her eyes helplessly.
"Okay, okay," she said, "we'll come over and take a look at it. I don't know if Russ can do anything, but he'll try. See you soon, bye."
She hung up and they shared a heavy sigh. "Her car again?" Russ asked. "She says it sounds like it might explode and she's afraid."
"Jesus!" Russ exclaimed, but he knew they had to go. Beth would never give them any peace unless they did. "Let's just make this fast, okay? And write…"
"I've already got it written," Barb said. "I'll leave it tacked to the front door. Come on, let's go!"