A. Jacks - Two-way Lust

“Now, little sister,” Jace said, “why don’t you just lay back and let me at that pretty little cunt of yours?”

Melinda no longer played coy. She quickly stretched out on her back and spread the long, sleek shapes of her thighs. In the firelight, Susan could see the drops of womanly fluids oozing from the woman’s pussy. She shuddered, recalling the musky flavor of those juices and the feel of her own tongue exploring the humid crevice of the younger woman’s cunt.

Jace knelt between the wide invitation of his sister’s legs. His head lowered and his lips tenderly kissed over the furry mound of her twat. Melinda moaned, her whole body trembling in the flickering light from the fireplace. Her hands reached down and caressed the dark strands of her brother’s hair.

“Your tongue feels like a wet silk whip,” she groaned. “Eat me, Jace, eat me!”

Her brother buried his face in the dark muff of her cunt. Susan could just glimpse the wet, pink, in-out motion of his tongue as it drilled into the welcoming folds of Melinda’s quim. She could hear the little oral sounds he made while he licked and laved within that wanton furrow between his sister’s thighs.

Susan found she was unable to turn away from the arousing scene if she had wanted to, which she didn’t. This was her husband, her stud, and he was eating out another woman. That the woman just happened to be his own sister only increased Susan’s excitement.

The image of Phil’s naked cock flashed in her mind. She shivered, wondering what it would be like to take that fat column of cock, what it would be like to cross that rigid social barrier and have her own brother as a lover…

Melinda groaned loud and long, the throaty moaning of a woman completely consumed by the pleasures of her body. She came, her perky little ass writhing and twitching on the carpet. Susan watched, very much wanting and needing a man, wanting to walk in on the brother and sister and join them. But she held back, still embarrassed and a bit guilty about spying on them.

Jace’s head rose from between the lovely girl’s thighs. His tongue licked over his lips, removing the last traces of her pussy juice.

Then he slid atop Melinda. His cock, stiff and long once again, skewered dead center into her pussy. The woman under him groaned in surprise and delight. Her hands locked around his buttocks, dragging him deeper into her greedy body.

How many times had he mounted her in that same manner? How many times had she welcomed his thick prod into her cunt? Susan had no way of estimating. But her very familiarity with his unexpected lancing into her pussy made the scene she watched that much more exciting. She knew what Melinda was experiencing. She knew just how long and hard her husband’s cock felt when it drove into her still quivering quim.

His own arms encircling his sister’s waist, Jace suddenly rolled over so that Melinda was now on top. “Fuck it, little sister. Fuck your brother’s cock!”

Weakly, Melinda’s pelvis hunched up and down. Her ass cheeks glowed red-hot in the flickering light of the fireplace. Susan watched, almost hypnotized by the erotic rhythm of her body. Once she had heard, or read, someone say that watching a man and woman having sex was one of the dullest sights in the world. Whoever it was who had said that was wrong. However, there were certain drawbacks to spying on this couple. It was no fun just watching. She wanted to join them.

The black-haired woman’s body became more animated as she descended from the heights of her climax. Her ass pumped up and down in a steadily increasing tempo. Her head ducked down a bit so that her lips encompassed one of the small, pebble-like buttons of her brother’s nipples. She sucked at the tiny nubbin of flesh, bringing a long moan from Jace.

Suddenly Melinda pushed up on her arms to hover over her brother. Her tits, elongated cones of desirable flesh, swung from her chest like fleshy pendulums. Her pelvis twisted and turned, gyrating around the stiff stalk deeply entrenched in the folds of her cunt.

Jace’s hands rose. His fingers lightly caressed over the silky smoothness of his sister’s overabundant tits. He paid special attention to the two pebbles of flesh stiffly stabbing from the tip of each. The dark-haired beauty driving his cock groaned. Her head lolled on her shoulders, rolling back and forth.

At the same time, Jace’s hips moved. Despite the confining position, he managed to jerk his pelvis into the velvety pocket of his sister’s cunt. His cock shafted in and out in short, quick little strokes.

Susan hugged her robe close, very much in need of a man with a long, hard cock. For a moment she pondered using her own fingers to bring relief to her aching pussy. But she realized that wouldn’t be enough. She needed a man. When Jace finally finished with Melinda, he would find another woman ready and waiting for his services.

Jace’s head strained upward. His mouth opened and captured one of his sister’s dark nipples. He sucked and nibbled at the button of flesh, then turned his attention to its sister bud.

Melinda went wild. Pushing up with her knees she rose the length of her brother’s cock, then dropped back to his crotch. His swollen prick slammed upward, embedding its full, massive form into the haven of her belly.

Faster and faster with determined strength she rode her brother. Higher and higher she drove herself on, her face contorted with pure lust and desire. She moaned out and whimpered nearing that moment of carnal bliss. Then she came.

Simultaneously, Jace came, blasting a hot, fiery load of come into his sister’s well-fucked pussy. Melinda collapsed atop her brother, quaking and trembling in exhaustion. Jace’s arms encircled her, holding her close.

Their passion passed for the moment. Susan sucked in a deep breath and slowly closed the door to the den. She quivered and shook with need, but would have to contain her desire until Jace returned to their bedroom.

Susan turned to leave the kitchen. She gasped and froze in mid-stride.

Phil, his emerald-green eyes gleaming with a lusty light stood before Susan. His face held an expression of intensity she was unsure of. Was it jealousy, anger, or…

“You saw them? Jace and Melinda?” she whispered, not wanting to disturb her husband and sister-in-law.

Phil nodded, stepping closer to her. He didn’t speak, but his gaze coursed over her body. She shivered, feeling as though his eyes could see through the fabric of her robe. She shivered again, realizing she enjoyed that feeling.

“Phil?” she asked, uncertain. “Jace and Melinda, you’re not going to do anything…”

He took another step. He reached out with one hand, taking hold of the tie sash to the robe. She trembled, but did not brush his fingers away. He pulled, freeing the knot. The front of her robe fell open. Her breasts heaved when she breathed deeply, shivering with undeniable excitement.

His gaze ran up and down the broad expanse of flesh revealed by her open robe. Intimately he probed the sandy-blonde bush covering the feminine mound of her pussy. Droplets of oozing juices clung to the silky soft strands of her cunt hair — fluids brought by witnessing her husband ball his own sister.

And now…

“Ohhh!” a soft, surrendering whimper escaped over her lips.

Phil’s hands rose to her shoulders and slipped the robe back. Downward it fell, gathering around her ankles. Completely naked, she stood before her own brother, reveling in the lusty fire that burned in his deep green eyes.

Her own gaze drifted to his crotch. Like a massive pole hidden within his pajama bottom, his cock shafted outward, trying to escape. She moaned, very much wanting to see and feel her brother’s manliness. A smile moved over his sensual mouth when he noticed the direction of her gaze.