Curt Aldrich - Four-way bride

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Millie writhed against the grass, unconsciously shaking her tummy against Pete's face.

"Let's get your pants off," he growled as he raised his head.

He took hold of the dainty pink undergarment with both hands and hauled it up her legs as he lifted them in the air. He took the panties off Millie's feet, working the elastic over her shoes.

Pete knelt beside her and looked down, grinning tensely. His black hair fell across his forehead. "You want it now, don't you?" he said.

"No! Oh God, no! I don't!"

"Liar!" he charged as he clawed at the front of his pants, opening his fly.

Millie could have jumped up and run back to the house, she realized. Still she didn't move. She stared at her rangy brother-in-law through wide eyes.

He dug a hand into his open fly. His fist came out, clutching a prick that was thicker and longer than Danny's. Its bare rosy head was huge. The sight of it both thrilled and terrified his young sister-in-law as he started to scramble between Millie's legs, his erect cock swaying.

At that moment Millie's fear and indignation welled up, overcoming the erotic lethargy that had gripped her. She quickly pulled her legs back and rolled away from the crouching man.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Pete exclaimed. "Where are you going?"

Millie was on her feet and running toward the house, sobbing as her whole body throbbed. Her thighs slithered moistly together, unhampered by the presence of pants. Her buttocks felt shockingly loose against her swaying skirt.

Pete didn't run after her. He knew that would only cause a scene.

"Sonofabitch!" he snarled, slamming his balled fist against the ground.

His penis slumped.

Millie's panties, a soft puff of pink, caught his eye. He picked them off the lawn and held them up, using both hands to stretch the elastic and shake them into shape.

He pressed them to his face and inhaled their intimate scent, rubbing the sleek nylon against his nose and mouth. Then he jammed the panties into a pocket of his jeans, tucked his penis in, and closed his fly.

She won't tell anybody what happened, he thought as he got up. She liked it, and in the back of her head she's hoping it will happen again. It will! And I'll get her next time!

***

The TV in the living room was on. Gus and Cal were laughing over a comedy show. They didn't glance at Millie as she hurried to the stairs.

She went directly to her room – the room she had shared with Danny last night but which she would occupy alone until he recovered. After closing the door carefully, the tense and quivering girl approached the dresser mirror.

Her blonde hair was in disarray and had bits of grass in it. Still trembling, she picked up a comb and began to run it through the long silken strands. She stopped and stared into her reflected eyes, trying to read what was in them, trying to understand why she had responded to Pete as she had.

What sort of person are you? she asked her image.

There was no answer.

After Millie had calmed herself and was sure that her appearance gave no hint of what had happened, she walked down the hall to Danny's room.

He smiled warmly at her as she entered. "Hi, baby. Come on over here."

Millie returned his smile. "Feeling all right?"

"As good as a guy can, I guess, when he's flat on his back with one leg in the air. Where you been?" He took her hand.

"Uh… outside. I went out to look at the stars."

"Hey, no fair! You ain't supposed to look at the stars unless I'm with you. That goes for the moon, too."

"Silly," she said, laughing softly. For some reason she didn't understand, her eyes misted over.

Danny moved his hand to her leg. Before Millie could stop him, he reached under the hem of her skirt and stroked up her silken thigh to her buttock.

His eyes widened. "Where's your pants?"

Millie turned red. "Oh, I… uh… took them off. It was so warm."

"Well listen, young lady," Danny said as he patted her rounded, quivery buttocks, "don't go running around here with no pants on, understand? I've got two horny brothers, and my old man ain't exactly senile yet."

"Danny! I'm surprised at you!" Millie shrugged away, pushing his arm down.

His eyes narrowed. "Feel me," he said softly.

"What?"

"Feel my dick."

"Danny!"

"Oh, for God's sake!" He grasped her hand and carried it to the crotch of his pajamas where a single sheet covered him.

Millie's eyes widened. "Danny! You… you're hard!"

"Hell, yes! You see what one feel of your ass can do?"

"Shame on you for talking like that!" she said, jerking her hand away.

"Baby, when are you gonna get it through your sweet head that we're married? We can say anything to one another, and it ain't bad."

"Well, certain words are…" She looked down.

"Exciting! That's what they are. Come on, honey – take your clothes off."

Millie stared at her earnest young husband. "But we can't… do anything."

"We can't fuck, if that's what you mean," he said, his eyes twinkling. "But there's something else you can do – that is, if you love me enough."

"You know I love you," Millie murmured.

"Then take off your clothes." His voice had grown husky.

Millie had no idea what he had in mind, but she wanted to please him. It seemed particularly important after what had happened outside.

She stepped back and turned away from the bed. She reached behind her neck, lowered the zipper on her dress partway, then reached up from below and pulled it the rest of the way down. She shrugged the dress off her shoulders and let it drop.

She was naked, except for a bra. Danny gazed at her beautifully formed bottom, the cheeks silken and plumply rounded. His cock throbbed harder.

Millie tingled as she reached for the clasp of her bra and opened it. She still wasn't used to appearing before her husband in the nude, and she remained tense over what had happened on the lawn with Pete.

She turned to face Danny, resisting the urge to cover her triangular blonde tuft and the erect, elliptical mounds on her chest. Her pink nipples stood up, aimed at the junction of wall and ceiling.

"My God, you're beautiful!" Danny said, his tone reverent as well as passionate.

Millie smiled and approached the bed, her cheeks rosy. A barely perceptible quiver stirred her tits.

Danny twisted slightly and reached out with both arms. He slid one hand down her slender, graceful back while the other glided up a thigh. They met at her bottom, each cupping a rounded, rubbery mound. He wiggled Millie's ass as he pulled her closer to him.

Knowing what he wanted, she leaned forward. Her tits hung above his face like exotic fruit, ripe on the bough. Danny's mouth opened, and he let out a little groan as he caught a succulent nipple on his moist tongue and drew it into his mouth. Millie closed her eyes and wiggled her shoulders slightly as he sucked her tit, the full boob wobbling against his face.

With a soft little slurp, Danny let go of her wet, tingling nipple, and she shifted, sliding the other tit between his moist, loving lips. He sucked the nipple deep.

Danny's fingertips entered the cleft of her buttocks, one hand stroking downward until he was touching the hair-bordered, slippery folds of her vulva. The middle finger of his other hand tickled the hot, puckered dimple between her buttocks. Millie thrilled.

Danny let her well-kissed boobs bobble away. "Take hold of my cock," he growled softly.

"Danny…"

"Please."

Taut with excitement, Millie pushed the sheet away and snaked her hand through the fly of his pajamas. She grasped her husband's warm, upthrust column and brought it out.

His prick was so stiff! And the head was rosy and plump. But Danny's organ wasn't as long as Pete's, Millie realized again. She shamed herself for making the comparison and let go of his cock.

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