A. Jacks - Two-way Lust

While watching Jace and Melinda together, she had wondered what it would be like to take her brother into her body. She had imagined the thrill of knowing her brother as a lover. But never had she been able to capture the real excitement of actually doing it.

This was more than just having a man’s cock within her. This was her brother — her very own brother! His touch was like electricity jolting through the open network of her nerves. His cock was like adamantine steel packing the tightness of her pussy. She tried to find the words to describe the feelings to him, to share the full arousal of their incestuous coupling with him, but failed. There were no words to paint the heights to which she now soared. She gave up, abandoning herself to the waves of carnal pleasure that washed through her supple body.

Out and in, his thick root of flesh plowed the honey-dipping furrow of her cunt. Each invading plunge of his body sent tremors quaking through her. Her eyes closed and her head rolled on her shoulders in drunken fashion.

In and out, the stiff column of his cock reamed the willing trench of her sex. The driving power of his loins controlled her. Like a woman completely commanded by some mystical spell, she gave herself totally to her brother.

Harder he pumped the long, pulsing shaft of his prick into her quim. She squeezed her legs around him and came. Then came again.

In quick succession she came five times, each climax growing from the quivering remains of the one that went before. Harder and harder her body quaked and shuddered. Never before had she experienced such overpowering pleasure. Her body felt like a rapid-fire rifle, exploding with joy.

Then she CAME!

Like a dam crumbling, her flesh tremors exploded in bliss. Her own universe seemed to swirl in a race of blinding white light that transformed into flashing colors. Her temples pounded and beat like an oversized bass drum. She groaned out, crying aloud the uninhibited pleasure of her release.

Only when the maddening rush of pleasure eased a bit did she realize that Phil’s cock was now deeply drilled into her cunt and he no longer moved. Or he didn’t move except to tremble and quiver as he unloaded a fresh blast of sperm and semen into the quivering tightness of her pussy.

She reached out, hugging as close to him as their position allowed. Gratefully, she received the hot seed her brother spurted up into her cunt.

As he drained the lust of his loins, he sagged into her. Exhausted for the moment, he clung to his blonde sister, panting and trembling. She held him tight, afraid his knees would give way under him.

A cough sounded behind them.

A chill, like a finger of ice, ran up and down Susan’s spine.

“Hmmmmm,” a voice she recognized as Jace’s. “It seems my wife and your husband have been spying on us.”

“And decided to play around a bit on their own,” Melinda replied.

Phil’s eyes opened and focused behind Susan. The blonde twisted her head around to find Jace and Melinda standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Both wore amused grins. Jace’s cock stood stiff and hard.

“It seems we’ve all been caught with our hands in the cookie jar,” Jace said.

“That’s not Phil’s hand, brother dear,” Melinda chuckled. “And that’s definitely not a cookie jar he’s got his cock caught in.”

Phil managed to stand upright. He eased back a bit, his deflating cock slipping from Susan’s come-drenched cunt. Melinda’s gaze took in her husband’s spent rod, then her sister-in-law’s quim. Her red lips parted and her tongue flicked over them.

She then glanced at Jace and smiled. He returned the smile, looking to Susan and Phil. Melinda moved to the refrigerator, opened it and removed a bottle of white wine and a package of cheese.

“I think it’s time we all sat down together and had a long talk,” the black-haired woman said. “As soon as you two get your strength back, get some glasses from the cabinet and join Jace and me in the den. It’s a lot more comfortable by the fire.”

In a mild state of shock, Susan slid from atop the kitchen table. Taking four glasses from the cabinet, she took Phil’s hand and walked into the den, where her husband and his sister sat on the floor with an arm around each other’s waist.

Susan snuggled closer to her husband and sipped on her third glass of wine. Despite her nakedness the fire, the alcohol in her bloodstream and the two men and one woman — all who had been her lovers at one time — made her feel very warm and cozy.

Phil reached out for a piece of the cheese, then let his hand slip up Melinda’s thigh, his fingers brushing the black bush of her pussy. The dark-haired beauty shivered and smiled.

“I don’t know what to say,” Susan said, still mulling over the tale Jace and Melinda had just told. Even though her brother had just balled her, new arousal coursed through her body. Their tale of brother-and-sisterly love was quite a turn on. “Except that it’s one of the sexiest stories I’ve ever heard.”

“Phil?” Melinda asked. “What about you?”

“What about me?” he said looking at his young wife. “What about you?”

“I thought watching you screw your own sister was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen,” the black-haired girl said. “Do you plan to do it again?”

“Hey,” Susan cut in. “Don’t I have something to say about that?”

“You’ll say ‘yes’,” Jace replied. “I’ve seen that look on your face for two years now. All Phil has to do is come and knock and you’ll be flat on your back for him.”

“Jealous?” Susan asked.

“Nope. I also thought it was one of the sexiest sights I’ve seen,” Jace answered. “Hope you two don’t mind a couple of Peeping Toms.”

Jace pulled her close and kissed her. It wasn’t a casual “I Love You” kiss, but a long, tongue probing to the throat kiss. She moaned, rolling to him. The heavy balls of her tits rolled against his chest. Her nipples grew hard as the wanton lust of her body flared high. She reached down between his thighs to find his cock standing high and hard. She squeezed it, not caring that her brother and his wife watched.

When they parted, she glanced to Melinda and Phil. The other couple didn’t seem to mind company either. The black-haired woman had slid down beside her husband. Her mouth was now stuffed full of his long, fat cock. Susan watched while her sister-in-law mouthed a massive burden of prick, bringing it to life within her face until it stood at rigid attention.

“Oooohhhh!” Susan moaned in sudden surprise.

Jace’s finger slipped up into the hot pocket of her quim. Like a miniature prick it stroked in and out. She wiggled a bit, opening herself to his delving digit. She squeezed harder on his cock, jacking her hand up and down that turgid shaft.

“Fuck me, Jace,” she said turning to her husband. “I want you to fuck me. Now!”

He pulled her to him and kissed her, long, hard, and arousing. “Your ass. I want your ass.”

She offered no protest, but released his throbbing dick and rolled over so that she was on all fours on the floor. She poked her rear mounds into the air and wiggled them to tempt him.

Immediately, he scrambled behind her and grasped the twin cushions of flesh. For several minutes, he stood there and kneaded her ass cheeks while whispering loving and very sexy things. Then he parted the pads of her buttocks. She shivered, feeling his breath bathe over the puckered mouth of her anus.

“Oh, Jace!” she moaned. “That feels so good!”

His tongue flicked out and tapped over the tight nodes of her asshole. He licked at that tiny mouth. Delicious shivers raced along her spine setting up wave after wave of excited gooseflesh.