When Scott and Beth reappeared from the bathroom, the others greeted them with nervous laughter. Scott simply sat back down at the table and Pam brought him his coffee.
When Barb saw her sister wearing only a towel, she hurried Beth away and loaned her a pair of jeans and a T-shirt to wear home. The clothes hung on the little blonde and before too long her uncomfortable outfit and a complete lack of attention from Scott sent her home in disgust.
After Beth left, the party quickly died.
Russ seemed rather amused by his little brother's suspected antic, and Barb was terribly embarrassed her sister had done something like this. She excused herself as soon as she could and went upstairs to bed. It wasn't long before the others followed, with Scott and Pam wishing Russ goodnight and then turning into their honeymoon suite, right next door to Barb's and Russ' room.
While Russ undressed, he could tell that his wife was still fuming about her sister's behavior. Russ thought that was kind of cute. While he'd never fucked Beth himself, he knew plenty of guys who had and said she was a great one. He had to admit that if she hadn't been his own wife's sister he might have enjoyed fucking her a time or two himself.
"Don't be so hard on her," he said as he slid naked into bed. He touched his wife's thigh and discovered she was naked, too. "Beth is just a kid."
"Yeah, but Scott's a married man!" Barb said, a bit too emphatically. "He should have told her no."
"Well," Russ said, not wanting to work her up any more than she obviously already was, "maybe he did say no. How do we know for sure they did anything at all?"
Barb just looked at her husband and glared. She comes out wearing a towel and him grinning from ear to ear. "You tell me what they were up to."
"Okay, okay," Russ said, puffing back. "So they fucked each other. Don't take it out on me, it isn't my fault. Besides, it's not our business. That kind of stuff is for Scott and Pam to work out."
He pulled his wife to him and, surprisingly, she came. Then he kissed the nape of her neck and she wiggled back against him. Instantly Russ could feel his prick starting to swell as it was bumped against the soft curve of Barb's naked ass.
"I don't know how she stands it," Barb went on. "He made a fool of her tonight and she didn't even seem to care. She just pretended it wasn't happening. Pam's not a stupid woman. What does she see in a shit like Scott?"
"Whoa, now!" Russ exclaimed. "That's my brother you're insulting! Watch it!"
"I'm sorry," Barb said, turning around to face her husband, "he may be your brother, but tonight he was a number one shit!"
"Yeah, because your sister came on to him and wouldn't quit!"
That shut her up and she flipped back over again, turning her back. They were silent, each thinking up mean things to say to the other and wondering if it was a good idea. Then, there in the darkness, they began to hear sounds, sounds that made both of them squirm with embarrassment and lust.
Next door, Pam had thrown herself on her husband. Just as the others were certain he had fucked Beth, so was she and she was determined to wear him out so he would be in no condition to continue his little affair. Scott had barely gotten his clothes off before she was fucking him like crazy. Their bed creaked and the headboard banged against the wall that separated their room from Barb's and Russ'. The feuding couple heard and recognized the sounds of passion coming in from next door.
Barb closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but it was impossible. The clanging and banging from next door was just too much. Then, when Pam began to moan, the sound was like fingernails down a blackboard for Barb. Despite her anger at her husband and his asshole of a brother, she felt her insides heating up. Still, even though she was hot, her pussy moist with lust, she did nothing.
So, her nipples swelling, she remained still.
Russ listened, too, with no little interest. He could hear Pam's moans of lust and Scott's grunts of effort and he grinned. Women always liked it best when they were treated a little wrong. His prick jumped just thinking about the kind of fuck his brother was probably getting. With a big woman like Pam, a man could really let himself go, Russ thought.
His prick brushed against the cheeks of Barb's ass. Russ could also hear his wife's labored breathing. She's getting hot, toot he said to himself, happily. But he didn't touch her yet. He wanted her ripe and ready for his prick.
Barb's body got hot all over. She could feel the end of her husband's cock knocking against her wet cunt-crack and it drove her crazy. What she really wanted to do was reach behind herself and take hold of his prick. She'd yank on it a few times and then turn around and fuck it for all she was worth. They'd show those two noisy fuckers next door that, after a year of marriage, she and Russ could still make the old bedsprings rattle.
But she didn't let herself do it. It was a matter of principle.
Russ waited, listening to her turn on, getting hotter and hotter. Her breathing was very laud in the still room now, and he could feel her body trembling from time to time, shaking the mattress as a further example of her growing lust. He wanted to wait until she turned around to him, because he knew that eventually she would, but he couldn't stand it himself. His prick was hard and he wanted to fuck Barb very badly.
Wiggling forward, he cupped her back, his prick following the curve of her ass. Then he reached over her one shoulder to cup one of her quivering tits. His face nuzzled into the back of her head and along her neck, licking and kissing and nibbling.
"Doesn't sound like Pam's too mad, honey," he said, squeezing her nipple. "If she doesn't mind what her husband does, I don't think you should either. Come on, let's don't make their problems our problems. Listen! They're fucking like bunnies! How 'bout it?"
Barb wanted to say no, she really did. She wanted to tell Russ to go fuck himself. But she couldn't. She was too hot to turn down the great fuck she could always count on her husband to give her.
She said nothing, but she did open her legs and reach in between them to take hold of Russ' cock. The head was very juicy with escaping precum and she smeared it around the spongy head with her fingertips. Then she pushed his pricktip down and back, forcing it to bend just enough to find its way up inside her gaping pussy.
"Ummm, thanks, honey," Russ said, sighing as his prick was taken in by her soft, tender cunt.
Barb moaned, too, it felt so good. But her exclamation of lust was nothing compared to the great howls of fuck-lust that once again assailed her ears.
"Hear that, honey?" Russ panted, pulling back, sliding his cock out of her cunt. "Remember how much we used to fuck? God, we did it all the time, everywhere. Remember that time on the beach? God, you were just as hot for me then as Pam is for Scott now. You're a great fuck, Barb, a great fuck!"
His words and his slithering prick did plenty to loosen Barb up. She arched her back and pushed her ass out, thrusting it back toward his fucking prick. She moaned again, sucking in a deep breath that made her tits surge out.
Next door, the fucking was going fast and furious. Pam cried out, her husband's cock fucking her deep and good. Scott panted, his body working hard to keep up with his lust driven wife. He'd never seen Pam such an animal before. If his messing around with other women was going to make her fuck him like this, he'd just have to let her catch on more often!
The hotter things got with the newlyweds, the more the fucking with Barb and Russ picked up. Whenever he fucked her from the rear like this, his prick always seemed that much longer and more delightful. Barb bounced herself up and down, taking as much of his cock as she could and then rolling herself around it. Her breathing was louder than ever, her juicy cunt slithering around Russ' thrusting prick easily.
Russ' arm rested over her shoulder, pressing down over one tit and then holding onto the other. His fingers spread out over her tit mound, squeezing and pinching her meaty tit globe. He could feel her heart pounding underneath the flesh of her tit-globe and, as he fucked her with more vigor, he felt that hearty pounding increase.
His prick moved in and out of her cunt on a fine layer of fuck-lube. His cock was very wet and juicy and his wife's cunt was the same. Together their juices mingled to form a sweet mixture of lust that eased their fucking and increased their desire with its aromas and sounds. Fucking sounds were all around them. Their own bodies suctioned together and apart, their fuck-parts squishing and squashing. Next door, the fucking sounded more violent than ever.
"Oh, honey, keep fucking me, yes! Yes!" Pam cried, her voice tortured and strange. "Yessss!"
At her request, the pounding against the wall picked up it's pace. Her husband was obviously giving her what she asked for and, secretly, Russ couldn't help but be jealous. Not more than two hours ago Scott had been giving it to Beth in the bathroom and now here he was, humping his wife like he hadn't seen a woman in six months. Jesus, what stamina!
Out to prove, at least to himself, that he was still plenty studly and sexy, Russ hammered Barb, too. He rolled over on top of her, forcing her flat down on her belly and making his prick fuck into her deeper than ever before. She moaned under him, but didn't struggle back.
"Mmmmm," Barb said, finally allowing herself a few words, "that's great! Keep doing it, it feels, ahhh, great!"
Russ rolled his eyes, thinking he had to agree. He slipped his hands under her and cupped both of her tits, pulling on the nipples and crushing her meaty tit-globes against her chest.
Barb moaned louder. The more her husband played with her tits the hotter she got. It was as if a connecting wire moved sexual current from her tits down to her pussy and vice versa. The hotter her tits got, the more she felt it in her cunt. She brought her legs together, tightening her grip on Russ' prick.
Barb couldn't move too much with her husband's full weight on her back, but she did her best. She snapped and rolled her cunt-muscles all around Russ' prick, making motions he couldn't see but which she knew he could certainly feel.
"Yeahhh!" he exclaimed, humping down on her harder. "You know I like that!"
She did indeed know and she kept it up. From one end to the other the waves of cunt-muscles rippled around his prick-shaft.
Russ made strange strangling noises and fucked her harder, nearly forcing the wind right out of her.
Barb kept up her internal assault, loving the way it made her feel and knowing that it made her husband feel good, too.
The sounds the other fucking couple made were now nearly lost in their own noises. Loud grunts filled the air in the darkened bedroom and Barb wondered absently if Scott and Pam were listening to their noises just as she and her husband were listening to them. The thought that the two couples might be turning each other on made Barb fuck at Russ harder than ever. She loved the perversity of it!
"God are you hot!" Russ said, barely able to keep up with her. "Man!"
Barb arched and straightened her back, fucking like crazy. She wiggled her ass around and thrust her tits out into Russ' sweaty hands. Her nipples were long and sensitive and everything he did to them had great and sexy consequences for Barb. Her whole body was one raw nerve of fuck-lust and the sounds that continued to assail her from the room next door kept pushing her lust higher and higher.
Humping her ass just right, Barb discovered she could push her horny cunt down hard against the mattress beneath her. Her fucking motions took on a new twist, making sure that her clit was crushed just right ever single time. Then she had the best of both worlds, a cock deep inside of her and her clit manipulated just right so that she was sure to come – and soon.
While his wife took care of her own needs, Russ took care of his. He buried his face in the silky hair and twisted her nipples as if he could turn her on like a radio. His prick thundered around inside of her, slamming from one end of her quivering cunt-tunnel to the other. When she flipped her hair to one side, he took out some of his fuck-lust on her exposed neck.
"Ougggg!" Barb squealed, his nipping teeth sending goose bumps all down one side of her squirming body. "Ohhhh!"
His teeth bit into the cords along the side of her neck and Barb thought she would go nuts. She was very sensitive there and her husband knew it. His teeth sent great waves of excitement and desire surging through her veins and made her fuck back at him with all her might.
From beyond the shuddering wall, there came a series of shrieks and cries that matched Barb's in intensity and urgency. Barb's head swam and she wondered if the sexy sounds that seemed to be everywhere were of her own making or indeed from Pam. The hotter she got, the less sure she became.
"Oh God!" she cried out, her body raging with lust. "I'm coming!"
As she cried out. The loud noises that had been coming from next door so freely suddenly seemed to stop for Barb. All she heard were her own yowls of joy. Her body shuddered and shook with the power of her orgasm. Russ was jolted around on top of her, only his superior weight keeping him from being bounced right off of his quivering wife.
Barb quaked and shuddered, her body still pressed flat on the bed by her husband's weight. Russ felt her internal contractions and fucked down into her with renewed strength, keeping her climax going. He felt his own lust sizzling down to the blasting point.
"Yeah!" he exclaimed. "Oh yeah, honey!" Great, white wads of fuck-cream stormed out of the slitted tip of his prick and exploded against the back wall of Barb's pussy. His prick kept on fucking forward and back while he came, poking in and out of the white syrup of his oozing cock-cream.
Barb took her husband's cum gladly, sliding around under him and clamping her pretty pussy down tighter around his climaxing prick. She pushed her ass up higher than usual, making sure his cock was in her as deeply as possible while it shot off.
They moaned and cried out together, returning each other's obvious lust. Their cries of satisfaction were just as loud and lascivious as their cries of passion had been. They panted and sighed and grunted and groaned, venting themselves completely of any sort of pent-up fuck-lust.
Then, like someone had tripped a switch, Barb and Russ fell silent. And, as they rested in the darkness, they realized that all around them was quiet, too. Sure now that their fucking sounds had been shared by all, they curled up together, and drifted off to sleep.