J Watson: The bride_s new brother

"You're making me crazy!" he yelled.

She let her head fall back and she gave a cry of pleasure as she felt the hot knot in her stomach starting to explode. She kept her eyes closed tightly as the delicious shivers ran through her body.

"I'm corning, fuck me," she cried. "I'm coming. Oh, it feels so good. So fucking gooddddd!"

It did feel good but at the last moment she almost shouted David's name. Her brother-in-law had come between them. In her imagination it had been David's big cock fucking her.

"Oh fuck!" Mark groaned, as she felt the first of his hot jism starting to pump into her. She loved it. She lifted her legs higher as he rammed his cock in her cunt. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuckkkkk!"

His prick started growing and then she felt the hot spurts of his thick cum into her pussy. But it was David she kept thinking about. Even as she moved her ass for her husband, it was David she was seeing.

"There's always work to do on a farm," Mark Williams said. "There's always something."

"I bet," David answered.

David wasn't really listening to his brother. He was watching Marsha walk across the yard toward the barn. She had a new spring in her step, a new shake to her gorgeous ass, and David prided himself on having put it there.

"No sense in looking at her," Mark said. "Marsha's always been a cold fish. She doesn't even look at men since her husband died."

"You don't think so," David said.

"Nah. She does a good job helping out Nancy. But she never has much to do with men. Look, David. I know you're feeling kind of horny after being in jail. But give up on Marsha. She's colder than a witch's tit."

Mark started to explain a complicated piece of farm machinery but David wasn't listening. He was thinking about how nice it had been with Marsha the night before. She was a nympho in some ways. He felt his prick starting to stiffen just thinking about her healthy plump body.

"I think I'd like to look around the place," David said. "I'd kind of like to get an idea what it looks like."

"Say," Mark said. "That's a good idea. I have a lot of work to do. You can look around all you want, though. Just don't wander into the woods. A fellow could get really lost out there."

David immediately started toward the barn which he'd seen Marsha disappear into a few moments before. He saw Judy coming out of the house on her way to school. Judy was a gorgeous creature for such a young girl. And she knew it. She wore tight-fitting clothes that showed off the luscious shape of her body. Like a young ripe plum just right for the picking.

David felt his cock grow even harder as he watched the pretty swing of Judy's fantastic looking ass. Probably late for her ride to school. He could see the shape of her ass against the tight jeans she had on God, how he would have liked to grab a handful of those twin cheeks.

David hurried to the barn. The huge barn was dark and smelled musty. At first he couldn't see Marsha. Then his eyes adjusted and he saw her standing in one corner.

She had her back to him and he slipped up behind her. He slipped his strong arms around her and pulled her back. He felt the taunt swells of her big ass against his rock-hard prick. She moaned softly and rubbed her ass against him. His prick nearly jumped out of his trousers.

"Good morning, babe," David said. "Are you ready for some good loving this morning?"

"Ummmmm," she answered softly. "Don't you ever get enough?"

"No," he answered. "Do you?"

"It doesn't seem like it," she admitted.

She turned so quickly that her body pressed against his. She kissed him gently and her mouth was warm and sweet and hungry. He tasted her tongue in his mouth and he quickly pressed his against hers.

"This is crazy," she said. "Somebody could come in at any second. I could get fired."

She was wearing a short skirt and he slipped his hands up the back of her soft, creamy thighs. He cupped her asscheeks. He pulled her even tighter against him so that she would be sure to feel his hard cock.

"I can't believe you're so hard," she said. "I thought I took good care of you last night."

"That was last night," David said. "This is a brand new day, and I'm randy as a bull."

He gripped her asscheeks tightly and kissed the soft part of her throat. He could sense her resistance even as she was squirming against him. She was afraid someone would come in, but she still didn't want to stop. He had been lucky to find such a hot-blooded woman in his brother's house.

He put his hands underneath the flimsy material of her panties. He squeezed her naked ass with his strong hands and then probed at her anus with one finger. She pulled back. Her face was flushed and breathless. He could see the fear in her eyes. She was still afraid someone would see them.

"We can't right here," she said. "Someone will find us for sure. Someone will find us!"

"Where then?"

"Maybe up there," she said, pointing.

Any place was all right with him as long as he got his cock into her tight pussy. He was horny as hell. Maybe it was the country air but he couldn't ever remember staying so hot. He pushed her ahead of him.

"You climb the ladder first," he said. "That way I can admire your pretty ass."

"All right," she said, "but maybe I'd better take these off to give you a good show."

She quickly skimmed her panties down her legs and kicked them off. He grinned. The widow woman was right after his own heart. He knew what she wanted. She hurried toward the hayloft ladder and started climbing up. He was right behind her. He looked up to see her dark snatch and her nice fat asscheeks. Damn, she was a nice piece.

She didn't waste any time once she reached the top. She turned on him and her experienced fingers quickly undid his zipper. She reached inside his trousers and found his throbbing prick.

"Oooh," she moaned softly. "I've been thinking about this all morning!"

He undid his belt and peeled his trousers down. She never let go of his cock. She dropped to her knees and her wet, hot lips touched the bloated end of his prick. He looked down at her flushed face, framed by her thick hair, and felt a hot tension in his balls. He watched her lips go to work on his reddened cock-head, saw her tongue licking at his flesh.

"Damn," he said. "You know that nobody can do this like you can."

She raised her head. "Thank you."

Her lush lips went back to work on his prick. He felt his swollen cockhead being sucked into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and slammed his meat savagely into her throat. He didn't release her until he felt his balls against her chin. Then he slowly pulled his dick out of her mouth. She gasped for breath. His prick dripped with her saliva.

"Baby, that feels Goddamned good," he groaned. "Do you like sucking my prick?"

"Oh yes," she answered.

"Then suck it some more," he said.

He gripped the back of her head and slammed his prick back into her mouth again. This time she was ready and she didn't choke. She allowed him to push with his prick until he was deep. He slowly pulled back.

"You're a damn fine cocksucker," he said. "Damn fine!"

He held her gently as he began to pump his rigid prick in and out of her sweet mouth. He felt her tongue swirling around his cockhead and he felt her teeth scraping the tender sensitive skin. He felt the hot liquid in his balls and he quickly jerked his prick from her mouth. He wasn't ready to come yet, and be was getting too excited.

"You're a sweet sucking bitch," he said. "But what I always want the worst is some of that sweet pussy. I want to put my cock in your cunt!"

"I need that too," Marsha agreed.

Marsha hurriedly undid the buttons of her skirt and slid it off. She wasn't wearing a bra. He stripped the rest of his clothes off and immediately reached for her tits. He squeezed them and ran his fingers over her aroused nipples. She made little animal sounds deep in her throat.