Ray Mills - Sister in the middle

Mona was rooted to the spot. Her body trembled and surged with strange hot desires. She began to move slowly toward them, as if drawn by the mysterious hypnotic power of Steve's murky gaze and the spectacle of Erica devouring his throbbing prick. His prick was wet and glistening and ridged with bulging veins, thick and long. She remembered having it in her mouth just yesterday, and gulping down the cum that had burst from its head.

And Erica now was no longer playfully pretending to enjoy it. She was really enjoying it, diving on his cock, gobbling it, squeezing the fat stiff shaft. She glanced up at Mona, who was now standing over her.

"See, see," she whooped, breathless, half-mocking and half-delirious with passion. "See big brother's prick, isn't it big, like I said? Do you want to kiss it and suck it too? Here, get down beside me and we'll both kiss it together. Won't you like that, Steve? Or better yet, why don't you fuck her. Why don't we both fuck her together? Oh Mona baby, let us do that! Please! Let us both fuck you!"

Mona's mouth was dry. Her cunt gushed with juice. She could do nothing but stand there over them and stare, helpless, quivering with shame and desire. Everything had gone completely crazy. But she couldn't flee, as she knew she ought to. Something held her theft.

Steve grasped his wife's peignoir at the back of her neck. He ripped it in two. The tear in the cloth opened down her naked back, and the gauzy gown fell in soft rage around her arms, leaving her totally naked. He stood up and yanked Erica roughly to her feet. Then he embraced her, pressing her body fiercely against his, and dug his finger into her bare ass.

"Steve, no. Steve, no!" Erica whimpered. She tried to wriggle out of his grasp as she felt his urgent hands racing over her hips and ass.

"You're my wife and I want to fuck you," Steve growled. "I don't know what's going on here. Everybody seems nuts. But I know I want you, baby. And nothing is going to stop me. I'm going to fuck you."

Erica kept wriggling to free herself from his strong embrace. "No, no, no! I don't want you to fuck me. I want Mona to fuck me! I want Mona!"

"What?" Steve's voice was torn with lust, but tinged now with puzzlement. For a brief second he relaxed his grip on his wife, and she jumped free of him.

Erica stared solemnly at him. Suddenly Mona knew the girl was going to say something dreadful.

"She's done it before. We've done it a lot," Erica whispered, enjoying the bewilderment that suddenly spread over his face.

Steve stared at Mona, asking her with his eyes if it was true. And Mona knew her expression gave her away. Her lower lip trembled. Her eyes watered. She nodded.

But at the same time she was furious with Erica, because she couldn't understand her sister-in-law's motives at all. She had seen Erica devouring Steve's massive erect prick only moments ago, and she had known the girl wasn't faking. Erica had said this only to cause more trouble. The situation now felt more dangerous than ever.

But oddly enough, the bewilderment on Steve's face seemed to pass away quickly. It was replaced by a hard, half-amused glint of determination in his eyes. His huge prick was as stiff and tall and gigantic as ever. He nodded crisply at both girls.

"All right," he said. "All right." He glared at Mona with contempt and desire. "Take off your clothes."

"What?"

"You heard Erica. She wants you to fuck her."

"But that's why I got you over here," Mona whispered nervously. "To cure her of that. She needs you, Steve, you!"

He grinned, stripping off his own clothes. The sight of his hard, tanned, muscular body made her blood rush through her. "But she wants you," he said, still grinning.

Erica smirked at them as she stood back and watched the whole twisted drama unfold.

"I… I," Mona stammered. She knew now for certain that she could never leave.

Her body was boiling and seething with fuck-hunger. She wanted to tear off her clothes and feel them ravage her.

She nodded. Her mouth trembled as she gazed hotly at their two naked bodies, at Erica's full swollen tits and sleek smooth stomach, and at Steve's stiff rearing cock. She began to unbutton her blouse. When they saw her doing it, they both approached her and began helping her.

Before she knew it they were frantically peeling her clothes off, and their mouths were on her naked flesh, their hands groping and probing, squeezing her throbbing breasts, digging in her dripping crotch.

She nearly swooned on her feet, gasping, moaning, and yielding.

When she was naked, the three of them went quickly down the halt to the bedroom. They lay down on the bed, squirming together. Somehow as they settled onto the mattress Erica became caught between Mona and Steve, and now she became the focus of their caresses. They swarmed over her, and she surrendered to them totally. She rolled onto her back, splaying her thighs, revealing the slick squishy red meat of her cunt.

Erica's naked writhing body always drove Mona wild with desire, and this time was no different. She ran her hands down Erica's legs, then crouched between them, pressing her lips to the soft smooth skin of Erica's inner thighs, as Erica moaned and squirmed.

Mona glanced up and saw Steve scooping up the firm flesh of his wife's breasts, sucking Erica's stiff large nipples with his lips, bringing shuddering sobs of joy from Erica. His rough masculine hands and mouth all over her upper body seemed to drive her wild with delight. She groaned, arching her back as if to throw her flushed breasts up into his face.

Blinding flashes of hot excitement gripped Mona and burned in her gushing pussy. She had never been this aroused in her life! Her body trembled nearly as much as Erica's did. She began to moan loudly as she ran her extended tongue up and down the puffy inflamed wet meat of Erica's cuntlips. She pressed her lips fully against Erica's sopping-wet pussy and frenched it unmercifully, stabbing deep into the tangy channel, slurping and lapping it, gobbling it, gulping down the flow of warm buttery juice.

"Unngghhuunngghhhh!" Erica grunted and moaned. "Ohhhnnnn! Oooooh! Oh!"

Mona felt the bed shift under Steve's weight as he manipulated Erica's pliant, supple body. He turned her onto her side and got behind her. Erica's flexing thighs scissored against Mona's head, making it harder for her to get at the sizzling wet pussy she was so hungry for. She began kissing Erica's smooth belly. She moved up the girl's helplessly quivering body to her jiggling tits, the dark nipples erect with passion, still wet from Steve's saliva.

Mona's cunt was full of prickly fires. But somehow she didn't mind postponing her own satisfaction because she knew it would come. For the moment it was Erica's squirming sweat-damp body that consumed her. She kneaded the girl's firm tits and tongue-raped the stiff nipples. Erica howled and groaned.

At the same time, Mona realized that she was only a third party to what was actually going on between Steve and Erica. She had been so consumed with lust for the girl that for a while everything else had been blotted out. But now she became aware that they were communicating to each other, not so much with words but by the touch of their bodies and the involuntary moans and murmurs they made.

Erica tossed her head from side to side, wincing, biting her lower lip.

"Nooooo… noooo," Erica moaned, half-dreamily, her face reflecting fear and desire.

Steve had already turned his wife onto her side. But now he pushed Erica over farther. "Oh yessss!" he panted menacingly at Erica. "Oh yessss!"

"Steve, please!" Erica begged.

"Unggg!" Steve grunted, panting, struggling.

"Oh! Owwch Unnhhh! Unit! Ooooooooohh!" Erica shrieked as her body suddenly stiffened. Tears sprung out of her tightly shut eyes.