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CHAPTER NINE

For several minutes Pam lay there on the floor, listening to her heart and her pussy. Russ was in the other room, watching the baseball pre-game show. Shi could hear the voices of the announcers and Russ, as he cheered out his enthusiasm.

She licked her lips and felt the creamy cum that was still there. The taste of Russ' jizz was different from the taste of Scott's, not very different, but different enough for her to be reminded that it had not been her husband's prick she had just sucked off.

With a sigh, she rolled over onto her back. Her dress was up so that the cool air of the room touched her pussy. She moved one hand down and stroked it. Her cunt was very wet, the flesh tender and excited. She drew two fingers up along her cuntal crack a few times, liking the slick feel of it.

"Yeah, Mets, way to go!" Russ cheered in the other room.

Why shouldn't she go to him? Pam wondered, her fingers caressing her pussy. He was here and he was available, which was more than she could say for her dear husband.

Shakily, she got to her feet and walked to the doorway. From there, she could see Russ as he sat on one end of the couch, a bowl of potato chips on the table beside him, a small cooler at his feet. He tipped his handsome head back and took a long pull from a beer.

Pam ran her fingers back through her hair and straightened her dress. Then, trying to look very sexy, she entered the room and wandered over toward Russ.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Naw, sure, have a seat," he said.

Pam settled in, sifting down rather close beside him. Russ moved over to give her more space, but she scooted her ass over, too. Then, as she reached across him for a handful of chips, she let her fingers brush meaningfully across his crotch bulge.

"Say, watch it there," Russ said, trying to laugh it off, "don't start anything you can't finish."

Pam smiled. "I can finish it this time."

"Yeah, sure you can."

Pam reached up and took hold of his face. Then she stretched forward and pressed her lips against his. Her lips were soft and searching and her tongue probed into his mouth very gently.

"I can finish, I promise," she said softly, her lips just leaving his. "Try me."

"Okay, but if you leave me hangin' this time…"

"I won't. Believe me."

Together they shifted on the couch, stretching out together.

Pam could feel the bulge in his shorts growing as she wiggled against it.

They kissed again, with Russ' hand coming up to cup and massage one of her tits. She moaned into his kiss, telling him that she was serious and that what he was doing to her felt fine.

Russ felt fine, too. He liked the feel of Pam, her size and shape. He'd practically raped her before, only holding himself back because, she was his brother's wife. But now she had come onto him.

Pam's hand eased down between their warm bodies to give his cock a squeeze. Then, she worked dawn the zipper in his shorts and fished around inside for his hard-on. Tugging on it, she managed to wrestle it out into the open and stroke it lovingly.

Feeling how her hard nipples poked out against her dress made Russ want to see everything she had. She seemed to have a great body and now he wanted to get a look at it all. He liked to see his women before he fucked them so he sat up on the couch and pulled Pam with him.

"Lemme take this off of you," he said, pulling at her dress.

"Wait," said Pam, "let's go upstairs where we'll have lots of room."

Hand in hand, Russ' prick sticking out of his opened fly, they headed up to the guest bedroom where Pam and Scott were staying.

Once there, they stripped naked and stood looking at each other, each hungry for the other's magnificent body.

Then, lunging forward and grabbing her around the waist, Russ threw them both back onto the bed.

Their hands were everywhere, touching and stroking and caressing. Pam took hold of his prick again, jacking on it while he explored the creamy folds of her pussy.

She jumped when he first touched her because her cunt was so hot and sensitive. Then she began to sigh and moan as she got used to having his fingers on her very private places.

Russ' prick jumped to attention very quickly, although it had come in Pam's mouth only a few minutes before. Already they could feel the juice leaking out of its head, wetting down their bellies and Pam's hand as she toyed with his rigid fuck-meat.

Russ was a careful and tender lover and her lust soared under his caresses. His fingers worked over her cunt in just the right way, probing and stroking and teasing. Gently he smashed down her aroused clit making her whole body jump with lust.

"Ohhh, you do that so good!" she said, her fingers slick with his escaping cock-cream.

"It gets even better," Russ replied, rolling over on top of her. "See?"

Their naked fronts fit together perfectly and immediately his prick was at the mouth of her cunt. Russ reached down and directed it more exactly, and they both sighed as it slithered up inside her.

"Ummmm, I do see," Pam said, tossing her head from side to side. "That's much better."

Russ set his hips in motion.

Pam's large frame curled up, enveloping his body in her feminine softness. She threw her legs up and wrapped them around his back, ensuring that his prick penetrated her nice and deep. Her arms were around his neck, puffing herself up and rubbing her tits against his naked chest.

His cock felt fabulous inside her pussy. Pam sighed and moved with him, gently swaying to his slow and sexy fucking motions. His cock fucked into her completely, filling her with all the mighty cock-meat he had. And he moved it slowly through the wet tunnel of her pussy, making her feel every inch and bump there was there for her to enjoy.

Ruse's long prick tickled Pam's insides, and the way he fucked her so tenderly made her hotter than ever. He held back, slowly working her up. His prick stretched out along the padded walls of her cunt-tunnel, massaging and pleasing her.

Pam lost herself in his arms, giving in totally to his fucking prowess. She knew she'd picked the right man to fuck her. Russ was perfect, his prick was perfect, their fuck was perfect. She forgot all about Scott and the hurt he had caused her as she was totally satisfied by his sexy brother.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed, her head lolling back. Pam's breathing was loud enough for both of them to hear as he turned heron like crazy with his slow thrusting. She wiggled around, her back straining as she tried to get him to speed up.

But Russ held his course, knowing that she wanted more but also certain she would thank him for not letting her have it just yet.

His tines were like fire, lighting up the blood in Pam's veins. She felt his lips on her neck, but the reverberations of those simple kisses ran through her whole body.

She trembled and shook, her pussy crying out for more fucking, faster fucking, harder fucking. But Russ would not oblige her and his resistance made her nearly mad with lust.

"Hurry, fuck me!" she said, her words heavy with lust. "Russ, please… harder, ahhhhh!"

His body trembled, too, the pressure of holding back becoming too much. His prick was well-treated in her long pussy-tunnel and Russ longed to feel the muscles there tensing with the effort of some real fucking. So, bit by bit, his fuck-thrusts increased in pressure and speed, bringing both of the eager fuckers closer and closer to their boiling points.

"Yes, yes!" Pam mumbled, her words increasing in speed and intensity along with his fucking motions. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Gradually, his fucking pace really hit his stride, and Russ slammed into her again.

Pam writhed around underneath him, not just taking the fucking but taking it and making it better.

Together they rolled and rocked, their fucking parts in perfect harmony. Nectar from Pam's pussy flowed out around their fucking union and the hairy area of their crotches was soon wet with it. Sexy sloshing noises came from the wet mesh of their loins, and the two fuckers heated up from the erotic sounds.

Pam's tits were smashed almost fiat between their bodies, her nipples twisted and bruised as their fucking picked up tempo. Waves of lust sizzled down from her tits right to the point where Russ' prick lost itself in the tunnel of her cunt. She twisted her torso around a bit, increasing the satisfying friction of her tits and, so, the arousal level of her cunt.

Pam's pussy was awash with juices and very, very hot. She could feel the heat radiating outward, and Russ could certainly feel it on the inside. The combination of extreme heat and the waves of juices that rolled down around the shaft of his prick threatened to cook his cock right inside of her, bating it in its own juices.

"Mmmmm, honey," Russ said, curling back so he could take one of her tits in his mouth.

He stuck his tongue out and batted her nipple around, bending it back and letting it spring forward. The little red button of flesh was hard as a pebble.

"Oh Russ!" Pam gasped, the nerves in her tit going wild. "Ohhh, that's good!"

Russ gorged himself on her tit-meat, his prick still lounging in her quivering pussy. His thrusts were short now, just piercing the mouth of her cunt. But for Pam that was fine.

When he fucked her like that, his prick-head ran over and over the ultra-sensitive nerves that encircled her pussy-mouth. The combination of his mouth on her tits and his rigid prick-meat against her tender cunt-lips drove her to distraction.

"Oh! Ugmmmm! Oh! Oh!" she cried.

Russ slid one hand down to their fuck-parts. Then, while the tip of his prick just penetrated the ring of her cunt-lips, he turned his fingers loose on her clit.

"Yeahhhhh!" Pam screamed. "Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!"

He barely touched her clit and her body arched up like a bridge. Automatically his prick went into her more deeply, filling her up while his fingers started to twist and pull and smash her sensitive little clit.

Russ held himself away from her, leaving her lots of room to breathe, but Pam would not have it. She fucked up at him, keeping his prick inside of her as much as she could. She pushed hard against his hand with her pelvis, crushing his fingers to her clit and then grinding them together.

Her motions were uncontrolled and frantic, and Russ' prick was mauled wonderfully because of them. Encouraging her, his fingers massaged the juicy mouth of her cunt-hole while his thumb thrust as far as it could reach up inside of her, sliding in alongside his thrusting cock.

"Oh my!" Pam panted, thrusting up wildly. "Ohhh!"

With his hand at her crotch, his prick inside her cunt, and his mouth still nibbling at her tit, Russ brought her to orgasm.

While her body shuddered and writhed, Russ kept up his sexy assault. His own lust was pounding for release, too, but for now his main concern was Pam's pleasure. He couldn't understand how she could be so hot when he knew she was getting lots of fucking from Scott. Either his brother was doing even a worse job than he had suspected or Pam was the hottest woman he had ever run across.

Convulsions made her scream and cry, her noises ungodly and strange. Russ flashed back on the night before and the odd sounds he and Barb had heard coming from Pam's and Scott's room. Now he knew what they had been. She was incredibly hot!

Pam saw swirls of light in the darkness behind her closed eyelids and then she began to come back to her senses. Slowly she remembered where she was and whose prick was still pumping in and out of her cunt. Just as it had right after her last orgasm, the urge to jump up and run away was strong. But this time she knew she couldn't do that to Russ. She'd started fucking him and she had to finish fucking him.

She pulled herself together and set her mind to making him cream. She thrust up with her hips in a more regular rhythm now and immediately she heard Russ respond to that. His panting breath grew hotter as he left her tits alone and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.

Now Russ was the one who was attended to. Pam's pussy still danced with little shivers of orgasm, but she didn't concentrate on them. She threw herself into fucking Russ completely, wanting to bring him the same kind of wonderful pleasure he had just brought her.

"Come for me," she panted, jamming her pussy up and around his prick. "Give me all you've got, Russ! Come in me, I want to feel it!"

Russ moaned, her words making him very hot indeed. His prick felt scalded by the interior of her pussy and he could hardly keep up with her hard, fucking motions. But he didn't have to keep up. He didn't have to do anything at all because Pam was doing it all and doing it very well.

"Christ, Pam, that's, ahhh, shit!"

Pam grinned as she felt his jizz flow into her pussy. She felt all warm and soft inside as he turned the interior of her cunt into a sticky cavern of flowing white.

Russ grimaced instead. His climax was so good it almost hurt. His prick drew back and then shot forward, spraying out its load with a force that he could feel throughout his entire body. He grunted out his pleasure and was just about to lean down and give Pam a big, wet kiss of appreciation when there was a shout from the doorway.

"Hot fuck!" Scott exclaimed, standing in the doorway, seeing his brother pumping between his wife's legs. "Am I too late? God, Pam, I'm sorry! Barb must have taken a shortcut. I wanted to get here and tell you myself, before she could, but now I see I didn't make it. What did she say? What did she tell you?" The two astonished fuckers had no idea what Scott was babbling about.

Pam was so frightened at first that her husband had caught her with another man that she wanted to jump up and run and hide. But then her terror lessened and she began to hew what Scott had to say.

"What did she tell you, honey?" he asked again, his tone pleading and hurt. "Just don't leave me, Pam, I love you. Now, what did she say?"

Pam had no idea but Russ could at least guess. "She told us everything," he said sternly. "And Pam isn't going to take it, are you?"

Going along, Pam said. "I certainly am not!"

"Oh God, oh God!" Scott moaned. "What have I done?"

"Nothing that can't be fixed," said Russ, untangling himself from Pam. "Pam, honey, why don't you go get cleaned up? I wanna talk to my little brother alone. Then, when you're ready, I think we can work all this out."

Giving her a slap on the ass, he sent the confused woman off to the bathroom and then sat back to chat with Scott.