Raymond Travis - The seductive sister-in-law

She rejoined Bob who was caught up in conversation about the merits of a young blonde newlywed in the building with Jake Roberts in the living room. She felt anxious now to break in on Kent and Shirley whose love-making was probably already well under way. Finally, Bob broke off his conversation and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, leading her to a long carpeted hallway off the living room that she assumed led to the Roberts' bedrooms. The encounter with the neighbor reran through her mind and gratefully diverted her attention somewhat from the immediate situation. Her heart leapt to her throat when they had passed all the doors except one that stood at the end of the corridor and Bob turned to her.

"This is it," he smiled weakly.

As if on second thought, he reached to a switch and plunged the hallway in sudden darkness. His hands groped to her shoulders and then quickly he pulled her to him. His lips flattened against hers and his tongue plunged deep in her mouth, darting through the warmly clasping walls as she sucked hungrily on it. He pulled away and began moving his hands over her breasts, kneading the soft firm flesh and pressing the tips against his chest.

"My God, I want to fuck you," he breathed into her ear.

"I want to fuck you, too, my loving brother-in-law," she panted, pressing her belly against the slight jerk of his rigidity where his loins rubbed into the softness of her stomach.

"Are you sure you want to go through with it… in there with my wife and your husband?" he whispered, his whole body seeming to tense toward the door.

"Very sure," Betty said in a determined voice.

He stepped backwards and opened the door softly so as not to disturb the room's inhabitants. Betty slipped quickly in behind him. There was little light since he had turned off the overhead in the hallway, but still she removed herself as quickly as she could from the entry and stepped back to the side, pressing her back against the wall. She stood alone, suddenly frozen in a second thought fear, and then once again the door softly clicked. God, it was dark, she thought. Even after her eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, she could hardly see more than a foot ahead. They must have closed the blinds and the drapes, she decided, not even able to discern where the windows were located. And it was so quiet, almost totally silent. Perhaps they weren't even here! she thought angrily, overwhelmed suddenly with the irrational idea that they had sneaked out of the apartment and purposely tricked her.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

A voice so full of quivering ecstasy that she couldn't identify it as either Kent's or Shirley's wafted through the silence of the room. There was a rustling of sheets and a creaking sound as the unseen couple began to resume whatever they had been doing before the interruption. Betty realized for the first time that her husband and sister-in-law were actually there, and she thought she would faint, but she didn't. It was all true! She had gone through the last two incredible weeks as though she had believed her husband was unfaithful to her, but she really hadn't believed, not deep inside. A slight wet sucking sound mocked that naivete, and she believed it now. Apparently, they had stopped when the door opened, just to make sure there was no threat from the visitors.

"That's right. Lick up my thighs," a male voice choked. "Ohhhhhh, yessssss, my ass too! I'll kneel up further."

The voice was Kent's!

Bob moved closer and Betty gradually made out the outline of his form standing next to her in the darkness. He reached down the back of her skirt and pulled it up by the hem until his palm opened over her soft silken panties and cupped both orbs of firmly curving buttocks, squeezing the sides of the now slightly sweating crevice together with his clenching fingers. Oh God, she thought, Shirley must be running her tongue all over Kent's body, even the backside. Would Bob expect her to do the same thing to him? She just couldn't, she wouldn't, it was filthy! She found herself wishing she hadn't come and she considered running away for a minute. Somehow she'd just assumed they'd make love and Kent would see them… but this, she couldn't manage it, no, she couldn't do it!

But before she could move, Bob turned and faced her directly, trapping her between his tightly pressing chest and his hands clenching her from behind. His free hand reached behind her and slid the zipper of her dress down from her neck to her hips. She could feel his cock, already long and hard from the petting she had allowed all evening, pressing against her fearfully trembling belly as he lifted the dress over her head and dropped it softly to the floor. He reached behind her again and unsnapped the brassiere, rubbing his fingers deftly over the tiny rounded nipples that had jumped into erection from the cool rush of air over them. Then she could hear him struggling rapidly from his clothing and she had to smile at his obvious impatience to get at her.

"I want to lick your tits and cunt all over," he whispered hoarsely in a meaningful voice.

One of his hands fell half on her waist, half on her full rounded buttocks, and pushed her forward assertively to the edge of the bed. She froze, afraid to sink down on the soft silky coverlet that pressed against her calves for fear that Kent or Shirley would be there, and he moved up close behind her and they stood there a long moment. Her naked body caught fire as she felt him begin massaging the soft white cheeks of her ass from behind and pulling her backwards harder against his hotly bulging groin. As he ground against her, his mouth locked wetly in her neck, she gasped and held her breath, feeling the rising stiffness of his cock pressing between her full upper thighs into her own warmly moistening genitals. Weird chills raced down her flesh, exciting her as she had never been before, when she considered the mental picture of herself standing by the bed with her own brother-in-law's long thick penis wedged in her softly quivering thighs and her errant husband being sucked by this man's wife only a few feet away from her. She would show Kent what adultery really meant, even if it required submitting herself to the most unspeakable of depravities. The sweet licorice taste of the Pernod and the hashish smoke wafted lazily through her bloodstream, intensifying the sudden uncontrolled sensation around her, the soft fingers of his hand tweaking painfully on her nipples and the hardness of his cock pressing hotly against her moistly pulsating vaginal slit, and an unexpected soft moan of submission escaped from her lips.

She had expected Kent to burst into a murderous rage of obscenities at the first sound of her voice, but none came. He was obviously too preoccupied to recognize anyone at this point, but she'd soon take care of that. She let Bob turn her naked form and guide her backwards onto the bed, sliding her body over towards the middle so that Bob could follow in after her and she could be as close to Kent and Shirley as possible. She had just made out their silhouettes when the mattress jumped again as Bob sank down on the bed at her side, but she hardly noticed, she was so overcome by the indecent erotic sensations when her shoulder pressed firmly against Kent's shoulder. Yes, her body had come to rest practically plastered against his splayed out form on the other side of the giant bed and she was going to let her brother-in-law fuck her silly while her own husband, his brother, lay obliviously beside her! There wasn't enough light to make out their features but she could see the outline of the obscene position he and Shirley had assumed: to her surprise Kent was actually face down on the mattress, his legs bent as he kneeled with his asscheeks high in the air and Shirley kneeling in behind him slavering her mouth and tongue wetly over his buttocks. Oh God, how could she! she recoiled in disgust.