Jon Reskind - The dog-lover

"Oh, what I really want…" she paused, her eyes downcast.

"What, honey?"

"Oh, I can't say it! You wouldn't like it if I did."

"Come on, we're sisters, aren't we?"

"I want to make love to Bob. Oh, he's so sexy and strong. Such a man, not like these stupid creeps who're always after me…"

To want to fuck her brother-in-law? That was almost incest. When she could have Cesar's gigantic eight-inch penis stuffing itself in and out of her snugly virginal cuntal chambers.

Or was it so ridiculous? Maybe not so much as at first glance-for if Bob could be coaxed into an affair with her younger sister, then he would be less likely to complain if Rhonda took up with Cesar on a permanent basis. And everything would end happily ever after. Sharon would have her brother-in-law, and Rhonda would have both a husband and a dog lover.

"That's very admirable of you to be able to express your desires like that, Sharon," Rhonda said at last, when she could get her wits together. "Just how long have you felt this way?"

Sharon looked away sheepishly. She couldn't help pushing her fingers in and out of her seeping young cunt, until finally she had wedged them so deeply that her middle finger bounced against her tight little hymen. Then she moved her fingers around, making herself gasp as she battled her sensitive little clitoris back and forth.

"Then there's only one thing to do," said Rhonda determinedly. "Bob called just a few minutes ago saying he's coming back home early. Seems he got the job and the Vice President wants to come down here to scout out a location for a new plant. So tonight when Bob comes home, you can seduce him."

Rhonda grinned and ran the smooth palm of her open hand over her sister's quivering, rosy-peaked breasts. The pert teenager shivered and her nipples stiffened ardently at this wanton realization. "When Bob sees these young tits, he'll go crazy. Bob is a real breast man."

"You're not jealous, are you?" the young love-slave asked tremulously.

"Don't be silly! I love you all. We're a family, darling, and families stay together."

"Is Cesar part of our family, too?"

Rhonda looked sullen for a moment. "I dearly hope so. Oh, we both love him so much. I only hope Marla understands that."

They had it all planned out. The formula was simple, really. The first move would be to get Rhonda out of the way on some flimsy pretext. After that Sharon would have to depend on her own imagination. After all the maturing she had done today, she didn't have any doubts about her ability to manage the situation, although she was a bit nervous.

They were all seated at the kitchen table; the dinner dishes were stacked in the sink.

"You look like the cat that's swallowed the canary," Bob said, looking at Rhonda's young sister, trying to figure out just what was different about her today.

Sharon giggled and fluttered her eyelashes, which Rhonda had elongated with mascara. Rhonda laughed and put her hand on Bob's bulging genitals under the table. So he did have the hots for her little sister, after all! He was stiff as a board.

"She's just in a giggly mood, that's all," she told her fiancee, squeezing his bursting cock and balls gently. "You know how girls are in puberty."

Bob winced and shot her a dark, puzzled look. What was happening between these two?

Sharon just smiled again and pushed some bright platinum hair out of her eyes. She could hardly wait to show her brother-in-law-to-be the hairs on her pussy… so blonde and soft.

While Rhonda had been combing out her hair, Sharon had confessed that she had witnessed her sister sucking on Cesar's penis and swallowing his squirting animal cum, but her sister didn't seem to mind. Instead she rambled aimlessly into discussing how Sharon was going to arrange to fuck Bob this evening.

Bob dropped one hand underneath the table and covered hers with it. She continued to gently milk his sexual organs, and his cock was pumping itself full of blood in savage expectation of a rollicking good fucking. He tried to signal Rhonda not to continue, but she appeared to ignore him. Finally he just resigned himself to her astonishing lewd behavior – she had never done anything this aggressive before.

"Oh, Sharon's a big girl. She probably knows more about sex than you do."

Bob glanced speculatively at his rapidly growing up sister-in-law. She probably did at that! He noted with some heat that the ovals of her saucy red lips were just perfectly formed for sucking. What a shame that some lucky man would get that instead of him. He closed his eyes, and his nostrils flared slightly as he visualized Sharon's young mouth closing all warm and moist and soft about his long cock. Rhonda would never do that for him.

"Rhonda!" he gasped, no longer able to control himself. Her thumb passed over the eye of his penis, rubbing off the seepage of pre-ejaculate that had appeared there. He glanced at Sharon, but she had her head down and was twirling the napkin. Apparently the girl had noticed nothing. Bob signalled to his fiancee vigorously with his eyes, but to no avail. Again and again she pretended not to notice him.

"Rhonda," he finally rasped in a low voice. "Stop that!"

But his fiancee only giggled. Finally he managed to summon the strength to pull her hand away. He crossed his legs just as there was a pronounced scratching at the kitchen door.

"Is that that Goddamned dog from next door?" he said somewhat crossly, really peeved at his sexual frustration. He looked at his gorgeous sister-in-law again and his cock gave a heart-stopped jerk.

"Yes, that's Cesar," Rhonda said, getting up from the table. "Marla asked me to take care of him until the weekend. Really, Bob, he's no trouble at all," she said, winking at her little sister. "As a matter of fact… I'm glad you reminded me. Marla said for me to stop by tonight and pick up his vitamins. She gives him vitamins every day to keep him healthy and in good condition," she added with a smirk that only Sharon understood.

Bob nodded in consent. He reached down with one hand under the table and, face flaming, struggled to put his penis back inside his pants and shorts. Then he zipped himself up, uncomfortably aware of the loud whirl of the metallic teeth meshing. "Be back soon?" he grunted after a moment's hesitation.

"Be back in a jiff! Take care you two," said Rhonda, leaving the room and heading for the front door as planned. Bob watched her walk off, just a trace puzzled. She smoothed her hands over her sexily swaying hips and then was gone.

After Rhonda left the room, Bob coughed nervously, eyeing his soon to be sister-in-law who sat grinning at him from the other side of the kitchen table. He felt as nervous as a boy on a first date. It was somewhat unusual for them to be left alone together with Rhonda gone.

"How are you doing?" he asked at last, trying to fill the silence.

Sharon stood up and seemed to stretch and yawn, bending her long, slender arms at the elbows and bringing her small fists to her mouth. "Yes, I really like it here with Rhonda." Her ripely budding breasts seemed to leap out at his face from under the tight sweater which she wore. Her sweater, under the strain of her budding breasts, seemed to have accidentally opened a button so that now her cleavage was really startling. The swelling hillocks of her healthy young breasts were of such creamy smooth flesh that it was all he could do to keep himself from reaching out for them.

"Whow. I feel so lazy from the sun today. What do you say we turn on the radio?" And with that she jounced into the living room, her long curls bouncing around her back, her surprisingly mature buttocks wiggling in a sensual enticement.

Bob couldn't keep his eyes off her now. His penis had remained huge and hard, and was currently throbbing as if it were filled with gunpowder and about to be detonated. He pushed back his chair and staggered to his feet, wiping his lips clumsily with his napkin and dropping it to the floor. He moved off after her as if he were hypnotized.