J Watson: The bride_s new brother

Marsha knew how to use her pussy. Her cunt was like a pair of hands massaging his hot flesh.

"You fucking bitch," he cried. "You hot fucking bitch! You've got a sweet pussy!"

"Then fuck me," she cried. "Fuck me good and hard!"

She lifted her ass off the hay with each deep stroke. He slipped his hands underneath her beautiful ass so that he could once again probe her asshole with his finger. Marsha loved it. She wiggled down on his fingers, sucking it up to her anus right to his knuckle.

"You like that, don't you?" he asked.

"Ummmmm, yes," she groaned. "I love everything you do to me."

He moved his finger in and out of her asshole with the same rhythm he was using to fuck her pussy. She was pushing her firm tits against his chest, rubbing her nipples frantically against his skin like she was scratching an itch.

"Maybe you'd like to get fucked in the ass," David suggested. "Maybe you'd like that."

He felt her tense and he knew he had frightened her. He also knew he had excited her. He had planted a seed in her mind that he knew would take root. He kept stroking her with his dick until he felt her relaxing again.

"I can feel myself coming," she whispered. "Give it to me now babe. Give it to me hard!"

"I'm going to tear your fucking ass up," he groaned.

He could hear his balls slap against her as he started ramming his prick into her as hard as he could. He could also feel how her pussy walls kept squeezing his hard flesh. He lowered his head and began kissing her hard nipples. She arched her back and tried to drive all of her creamy titty-flesh into his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the tense bud and bit down gently.

Her ass was coming off the hay in powerful humping motions and he could feel his cock getting deeper into her with every brutal thrust. He crammed his finger deeper into her ass and made her squirm a little more.

She cried out in joy. He slammed his prick into her tight, hot pussy and left it there. He could feel her straining to suck his prick into her cunt as deep as she could.

"Oh fuck," she cried. "I think I'm going to come. Oh fuck, it feels so good! I'm going to come! I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuck me, David! Fuck meeeee!"

He felt her body start to jerk and then the flood of her hot cream around his prick. He slowly pulled his prick out of her and then slammed it savagely back into her hot hole once more. She was twisting like her ass was on fire. She was trying to press every part of her body against him.

"You fucking hot bitch," he said. "You've got a cunt like a firecracker. It's going to burn my cock right off."

"It felt so good," she cried. "Oh God, I love your cock!"

He began stroking her gently once again. He could feel, the hot fire in his balls, a sweet fire that started up his click. He could feel his cockhead tingling as he stabbed his hot flesh into her wet cunt.

"Get ready for my cum, baby," he said. "Get ready for a big hot cuntful!"

"Oh yesssss!" she squealed. "Give it to me. Give me every fucking drop!"

He slammed into her faster and faster as he felt the first of his jism leaking from his thick, pulsating cockhead.

"Here I come, babe," he screamed. "Here it fucking comessss!"

He slammed into her deeply and felt the hot spurts of his jism fill her pussy. He felt her fingernails scratching his back anti he jammed his finger higher into her asshole. She gave a satisfied sigh as he filled her cunt with come.

Nancy had started getting curious when she'd noticed David following Marsha into the barn. She told herself that they couldn't possibly be doing anything. Not with the possibility that anybody might walk in on them.

Yet, they had been in that barn for a long time.

Nancy decided to take a look.

She waited until her husband had gone out to the field before she walked out into the yard. She walked quietly, though she kept telling herself that she had no reason to be quiet.

She heard the low moans as soon as she stepped into the dark cool barn. It was just like it had been the evening before. David and Marsha were fucking joyfully, except this time it was in a hayloft.

"Oh my God," Nancy said.

She couldn't help but feel the same temptation that she had felt the night before. The same flushed heat went through her body.

She knew of another way to get into the hayloft. She went back outside and climbed up the outer ladder. There was nobody around to see her. She peered through the cracks of the closed hayloft doors and her heart skipped a beat.

She was able to see everything.

She was watching as David finished fucking Marsha and slowly drew his slowly cock out of her cunt. Nancy gasped as she saw the size of David's prick. It was just like she had imagined it. A huge tool. Even limp it was huge. Nancy felt her mouth starting to water and she had to fight the urge to pull open the hayloft doors and announce herself.

Damn, but that David was a stud.

She had a loving husband. He was good to her. She'd never even thought about being unfaithful before. But Mark's younger brother gave her a dizzy feeling. Looking at him made her breathless and her big nipple would press uncomfortably against her clothes.

Nancy wanted David more than she had ever wanted any man, but she knew she couldn't have him. All she could do was watch and be jealous of Marsha.

"David?" Marsha asked.

Nancy pressed closer to the door so that she could hear them better.

"Yes," David answered.

David was stretched out on his back and there was a hint of a smile on his lips. His cock was half hard and Marsha had put her hand on it. Nancy almost screamed. God, how she wanted to put her hand on that thick piece of meat.

"Would it hurt much?"

"Would what hurt much?" David asked.

"Getting fucked like…" Marsha's voice was nervous. "You know what I mean. Get fucked like you said."

"You mean in the ass?" David asked.

Nancy nearly fell off the ladder. She had never heard a thing so obscene. Yet, they seemed to be serious. Marsha's hand was still playing on David's meaty prick.

"It would hurt a lot," Marsha said, answering her own question. "I know it would."

"It might hurt a little," David said, "but only a little if you're completely relaxed."

Nancy could see the beads of sweat on Marsha's forehead. She could tell the woman was interested, very interested. David pulled her hand away from his cock.

"I guess we'd better go down now," he suggested.

"No," Marsha said quickly. "First… first I want… you know."

"You want me to fuck your sweet ass?" David asked.

"Yes."

Marsha's voice was so low when she answered that Nancy almost couldn't hear it. Nancy still couldn't believe what she was hearing. Marsha couldn't really intend to let David fuck her ass. Not with that piece of meat that David had.

"Turn over on your belly," David said. "Pull your knees up under you a little. And relax. I'm not going to hurt you."

"I'm afraid," she said.

"I know," David said soothingly, "but it'll only hurt a little at first. Then you'll get used to it. You'll end up loving it, baby. I promise."

Nancy watched Marsha turn obediently over onto her belly and pull her knees up under her slightly. Her plump pink ass was raised up almost obscenely.

"You've got a beautiful ass," David said. "It makes an inviting target."

David was rubbing his cock. Nancy saw the huge red flesh grow hard as rock. He went up and down his cock with his fingers until some of his lubricating fluid was leaking. Then he wet his hand with spit and rubbed it all over the head of his cock.

"I wish I had some jelly," David said. "But don't worry. I'm going to take it easy."

"Don't hurt me, David," Marsha said.