J Watson: The bride_s new brother

She put her hand on the doorknob. She was actually turning the knob. Then she suddenly realized what she was doing and she jerked her hand back like she'd been burnt.

What the hell was she thinking about doing? She was a happily married woman. She couldn't go in that room. It would mean the end of her marriage. The end of everything she had wanted all of her life. And for what? A few minutes of physical pleasure.

"It's not worth it," she said to herself. "I can't go in there. It's not worth it."

But it was still a few minutes before she could gain complete control of herself. She was still panting softly as she stood up straight. Then she heard the sound of bed springs creaking again. She gasped. Dear God, they couldn't be doing it again. But they were. David and Marsha had started fucking again.

She listened to the moaning sounds and the creaking bedsprings for a few moments longer. Then she knew she had to get away from that door. Another few minutes of listening and she would be lost. She would have to go inside.

Once again she was tempted despite her good marriage. David could do it. David would give her a good fucking. She had seen him looking at her. He would fuck her! "Noooo," Nancy groaned.

Nancy couldn't stand by that door another minute.

Her fingers had satisfied her, but only for a few seconds. Now the fire was burning inside her cunt worse than ever. She needed a good stiff prick to fill her hole. She couldn't have David's, but she still needed a prick.

There was one place she could get one, and it would be legal. Her husband. She could satisfy her cravings with her husband's cock and maybe then she would quit thinking about David.

She hurried back to her bedroom. Mark was still snoring when she opened the door. She stood, panting, with her back against the door, and she watched her husband's chest move up with his breathing. He wasn't so bad looking. Maybe he was getting a little pudgy from Marsha's good cooking but he hadn't let himself go as a lot of the husbands had.

He wasn't David but right now he would do.

Very quickly Nancy stripped out of her robe and her shortie nightgown. She went to the bed and peeled back the covers. Her husband shivered a little but he didn't wake up. She studied his body for a few seconds before she climbed back into bed with him.

She snuggled up close and put her hand between his legs. His cock was limp. She let her fingers rest on his limp flesh as she kissed his throat.

"Muhhh," her husband said, and he brushed at his neck like he was brushing at a fly.

She giggled as she kissed his throat again and gave his cock a gentle squeeze. He had a good cock and she knew it wouldn't stay limp for long.

Nancy knew how to make it hard.

Nancy moved closer, letting her big tits flatten against the side of his body. She kept kissing his neck and giggling. She could feel the hot wet between her legs and she knew her pussy was already more than ready.

"Wake up, darling husband," Nancy said. "Wake up. I've got a little present for you."

"Huhhh," he said.

She brushed her fingertips lightly down the length of his flesh. She let her fingers rest at his balls for a second before she moved her hand back up to his crown. She laced her thumb and forefinger around the sensitive ridge and started gently jerking his meat. She grinned when her husband's cock stirred with excitement.

"See there," she whispered. "You're not as sleepy as you thought you were."

Her husband's breathing had gotten a little less regular. She took her hand off his prick and ran her fingers through the thick hair on his chest. She moved around a little so that she could press one nipple against his lips.

She sighed as she felt her husband's mouth sucking at her nipple even in his sleep. He had loved her tits from the first moment he saw her, and it still seemed to be the part about her that Mark loved the most.

Despite the fact that he was still half asleep, she felt him sucking hard at her luscious titty-flesh, taking a lot of the warm vibrant flesh inside his mouth.

She felt his cock grow to a delicious rock-hardness.

Nancy's lush body tingled in anticipation of getting that hot steaming flesh inside her pussy. She could feel her blood-bloated clit throbbing. It was going to feel so delicious to have his big thick knob sliding past her pussy lips and stretching the taunt, excited walls of her cunt.

She tightened her grip on the base of his cock, while she started briskly running her finger over the reddened crown. His cock seemed to get a little stiffer.

"Huhhhhh," her husband mumbled, as he tried to come out of his deep sleep. "What are you doing, Nancy? What's wrong? What the hell's going on?"

Nancy grinned. Her nipple was still pressed close to his mouth. He hadn't realized he'd been sucking it. She started moving her hand up and down on his stiff prick and he got wider awake.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

"What does it look like," Nancy answered him. "We're going to fuck, honey."

"But we just did."

"That was hours ago," she lied.

She kept massaging his click and felt it grow just as rigid as she desired. He might be half asleep but his big cock was wide awake and ready to go.

"Fuck," Mark groaned softly, as her fingers caressed his burning flesh.

For a moment Nancy was tempted to do something he'd always wanted her to do. She could imagine how shocked he would be. She could do for him what Marsha had been doing for David. She could put her head down and kiss his cock. Maybe even suck it. Nancy was tempted but she didn't have the courage.

Instead Nancy kissed him on the mouth and rubbed her big soft tits against his side. The feel of his chest was a lot better than her fingers massaging her tits. She felt her nipples scrape against his rough skin, and little jolts of excitement went through her.

"What the fuck, Nancy?" Mark asked her. He was now wade awake, but he was shocked by the way she was acting. "We just did it a little while ago. You can't be horny again."

"Oh yes," she answered. "And so are you."

Mark groaned. He was thinking about what a long day it was going to be tomorrow. But there was no way he could resist this luscious woman.

"Oh shit," Mark said.

She was still fingering his hot flesh and she sensed when he had given up trying to resist her. She moved on top of his body, and spread her legs. She captured the steely hard flesh between her soft thighs.

"Ummm," she said, as she rotated her ass and formed a hot little pocket for his prick.

"You fucking bitch," Mark said. "You're driving me out of my mind."

"Then fuck me," she said. "Fuck me!"

He did what she really wanted. He rolled her onto her back and spread her legs with his strong hands. He gripped her tightly as he speared her with his big, throbbing cock.

Nancy shivered as she felt his big delicious cock stretching her cunt walls. She lifted her legs and locked them tightly around his broad back. She felt his bloated knob slipping even deeper into her cunt. She tightened her cunt walls and it made him crazy.

"You bitch," he grunted. "You fucking bitch!"

He pulled his prick half out of her and then violently slammed it into her again. He began to make back and forth movements that made her feel good. Finally her itch was getting scratched. A big cock was plunging in and out of her pussy.

"Fuck me hard," she begged him. "Fuck me hard!"

"You want it hard," he told her. "You're going to get it just as hard as I can!"

Mark made good his promise. He started fucking her as rapidly as he could, driving his prick into her pussy as deep as he could. She kept lifting her ass off the bed to meet his powerful thrusts, and she continued to squeeze her cunt walls together over his rigid prick.