J Watson: The bride_s new brother

She couldn't see anything but she could listen. And she heard them!

She heard only groans at tint. Then she recognized David's voice and she could make out some of the words. David was urging Marsha to fuck him faster. Nancy felt her ears burn red. She knew she shouldn't be standing there listening but somehow her legs felt too weak to move.

Nancy pressed herself close to the door. She could feel that itchy sensation all over her body again. God, she wished she could see them. She could barely make out the words, but there was no doubt that they were fucking.

Nancy tried to imagine what it would be like. She closed her eyes as she thought of David's lean, strong body en top of Marsha's healthy pink plumpness. Nancy could almost see David's big meaty cock slamming between her willing thighs.

"Oh, what's the matter with me," Nancy said out loud. "What in the hell's the matter with me?"

Nancy had never felt like this before. She'd always been a lady. She'd always been able to control her desires. She couldn't understand what was happening to her now. Mark had already fucked her one time that evening. She'd already had an orgasm. So why did she feel like a teenaged virgin feeling a dick for the first time?

Going outside hadn't helped. Now she felt as sweaty and as excited as she had before she left her bed.

"Fuck me," Marsha screamed.

Marsha's voice was loud enough to be heard all over the house but the two fucking people didn't seem to care. Nancy could hear the bed shaking. David was really giving it to the woman, just like he would be willing to give it to her if she let him.

"I've got to stop thinking like this," Nancy whispered.

But she couldn't. She had already pressed herself even closer to the door and she'd untied her robe. Now she slipped her hand inside the folds of her robe and touched her lust-swollen titty. She almost cried out loud as her fingers massaged the hot aching flesh. Right at that moment anyone could have fucked her. Anyone at all. All a man would have needed was to be in that hallway. Skinny, fat, tall, or short. Any man.

Massaging her swollen titty wasn't helping. The more she touched her searing flesh, the hotter she became.

"Oh God, David," she heard Marsha say. "That was nice! Damn, I bet you can keep this up all night long."

Nancy felt a flare-up of jealousy for the other woman. The widow sounded so satisfied with David's cock. Nancy knew it could have been her fucking David in there. It could have been. She could have put Mark off and he would have slept soundly. Then she could have sneaked down the hallway arid knocked at his door.

David would rather fuck her than Marsha. Nancy was sure of that.

"God, David," Marsha said. "You're getting hard again. I don't think I've ever met a man like you."

"Why don't you suck on it a while?" David suggested. "Like you did before."

Nancy knew what David meant and she was shocked. Mark had shyly suggested that she do that a couple of times, but she had turned him down flatly. It didn't seem natural. But David was suggesting that Marsha do it, like it was the most casual thing in the world.

Nancy started hearing, sounds and it took her a moment before she realized what it was.

Marsha, the woman that Nancy had always considered a prudish sort, was actually doing it. Marsha was actually kissing on a man's hot cock. Something Nancy had never had the courage to do.

Nancy's heart started to beat a little faster. She wondered what it would be like to suck on a man's cock. What would it feel like to have a man's cock in her mouth? What would it taste like? Could she do it without gagging?

She had a mental picture of Mark's cock. She couldn't imagine puffing that hunk of sweaty male flesh into her mouth. Mark's cock would strangle her.

Nancy felt her stomach tense. Marsha was doing it, though. Marsha was sucking David's cock and Nancy was almost sure that David's prick would be bigger than his brother's. Nancy knew that somehow.

Nancy couldn't help but wonder if she would be able to do it. And would he want to come in her mouth. Would he want to shoot his sticky jism down her throat.

Marsha would probably suck a man until he came. Marsha would probably enjoy the taste of a man's jism. Marsha certainly sounded as if she was enjoying it. The kissing and sucking noises kept getting louder.

"Yeahhhhhh," David yelled. "Kiss it like that. Take it in your mouth. Jesus, yeah, nobody can suck a prick like you can! Nobody can suck dick like you!"

Whore! Nancy said the word over and over in her mind. She didn't understand her sudden anger at a woman she'd always liked. After all, she was doing something for poor David, who had spent all that time in jail. Nancy knew she should be feeling pleased that Marsha was taking care of his needs. Instead Nancy was furious. She was tempted to pound on the door and demand to know what they were doing. She was tempted to scratch Marsha's eyes out.

"Oh dear God," Nancy moaned. She felt a powerful heat in her pussy. She kept massaging her big tits but what she really wanted to do was plunge her hand between her legs. She had not done that since she'd been a little girl and then it had always made her feel so dirty. Like it was a sin, or something.

She could feel her wet pussy juices dripping onto her pubic hairs, and making her fuck-hole moist. She really needed a cock. She wanted David's cock. She wanted to feel his powerfully throbbing fuck-stick in her mouth and against her tongue. She wanted to suck him, and she wanted to be fucked by him.

She couldn't stand it anymore. She plunged her hand into the wet silky softness between her legs. She thrust two fingers roughly up into her cunt. She began moving them out of her pussy until she started squirming.

"Oh you sweet bitch," Nancy heard David cry. "I'm going to give you a mouthful of cum! I'm going to fucking come! Taste a little bit of that! Swallow it.Swallowit all."

Nancy's heart nearly stopped when she heard the loud gulping noises as Marsha started swallowing. She could almost see herself sucking on David's prick, and swallowing the hot cum juices as they spurted into her mouth.

Nancy felt a tenseness in her belly as her fingers worked faster in her hot and juicy cunt.

Nancy was starting to pant with excitement. She leaned forward so that she rested completely against the door. She had both hands free. With one hand she massaged her big, aching tits while she kept the other hand between her legs. Her pussy felt so wet and hot. Her fingers thrusting in and out made her cunt even juicier. She gave a low moan.

She couldn't control herself. She might feel dirty afterwards but she couldn't control herself now. She needed dick so bad and she only had her fingers. She thrust them inside herself violently, just as violently as she pretended that David was fucking her.

"Oh do it to me, David," she said softly, "fuck me! I need your dick so bad!"

She was hardly aware of what she was saying or doing. Her body ached. She felt the first spasms of excitement shaking her body. Her head fell back but she stopped herself from screaming. It wouldn't have done for someone to have walked into the hall and found her this way.

"Ummmmm," she groaned softly. "Ummmmm. Ummmm. I need a cock, I need a cock so bad!"

The orgasm that hit her body was powerful, despite the fact that it was the second one that evening. It left her grasping the wall and panting. Her body was left covered with a light film of sweat.

And it wasn't enough!

Dear Jesus, it wasn't enough!

She still felt the throbbing warmth in her pussy. She still felt an empty hunger that could only be helped with a hard cock. For a moment she considered going into the room with David and Marsha.

David could give her the kind of hard fucking that she desired, the kind that Mark hadn't been giving her lately. She was sure that he could. David could fill her pussy just the way it needed to be filled. David would give her a good fucking and he would fuck her again and again until she was sighing with satisfaction. Just the way she'd always dreamed of being fucked.