Mark Carver - An affair with sis

Linda idly teased her glowing cunt as she smoked on the sofa. She decided to go to the beach this afternoon. That was one of her problems, too much time.

Linda didn't work for a very important reason. She was lazy. She'd always been that way, preferring to fuck rather than study when she was in high school. Why slave to death on a beautiful summer day like this over a dumb job, when she could flaunt her golden curves in a bikini at the beach?

Her husband didn't mind, since he made good money driving a truck for a local firm. He spoiled his sexy-hot blonde wife to the hilt. Which was why Linda married him.

All the more reason to be careful with Al. If Jim ever left her, Linda would have to find a job and the mere thought sent shivers of repulsion up her spine.

Linda took a quick shower first, getting wildly aroused all over again when she thought about Al's depraved idea. Once in a while, when she'd been feverishly horny, Linda had considered making it with another girl, just out of curiosity. She couldn't imagine what could be more exciting, more deliciously satisfying than a huge cock in her mouth or pistoning deep in her hot pussy or up her tender asshole.

Still, you never knew until you tried.

She dried herself down, put on her yellow bikini, slipped on a summer dress and started walking to the beach, six blocks away. Wherever she went, the tawny blonde was followed by sudden, urgent hard-ons.

She lay on the sand, feeling sensual under the blazing sun, thinking about Al's ripely curved wife. She wouldn't mind kissing Sandy's luscious, creamy tits, just to see what they tasted like. Or caressing her hotly curved ass, maybe dipping a finger into her wet cunt.

After a few minutes of fantasy, Linda was intensely aroused again, but not for her brother. For his gorgeous wife. It was only curiosity so far.

But in the near future, her curiosity would turn into something else, something much more bizarre and obscene.

There was something deceptively quiet and tranquil about Sandy, Al's wife. She was like the beach town itself, sunny, peaceful on the surface, but with a strange undercurrent of secret violence.

Before a week had passed, the blonde nympho would fulfill her wild erotic fantasies with Al's sexy wife.

Linda would also be plunged into a nightmare of sucking, fucking, spanking, teasing, raping, whipping, and almost every conceivable form of sexual torment.

She would learn to love it, too.

So much she wouldn't be able to live without it.

To all appearances, Sandy Harrison was the perfect, wholesome, cheerful and sympathetic nurse. At twenty-six, her figure was stunning, even in her white, clinical uniform. She just missed being beautiful, but with her wide lustrous brown eyes, sultry lips, long chestnut hair and ravishing curves, she was the target of every horny doctor and intern in the hospital.

Unlike a lot of women, Sandy didn't act insulted when a guy came on to her. She would smile with amusement, hold up her wedding ring and cheerfully walk away, her gorgeous ass swaying and bouncing in her white skirt.

Sandy was on the swing shift in the local hospital, which meant that she could rarely spend time with Al except on weekends. Which didn't interfere in the slightest with their fucking since Al would either fuck her when she came home at one in the morning or at seven, when he woke up the next morning. Sandy preferred being fucked in the morning, being awakened from a deep sleep by the hot, throbbing pressure of his prick against her thigh or lewdly brushing the crack of her satiny, naked ass.

When Al finished, she would fall back into a delicious deep sleep, utterly contented.

Sandy also preferred sex early in the morning for another reason, a reason Al didn't know about.

If he did, he would have shaken his head in shock and disbelief.

In spite of her wholesome smile and shining eyes, Sandy had her share of secrets. She'd come to this small town two and a half years ago and married Al after knowing him for only five months. She'd been a school nurse in a small valley town near Los Angeles before that. There were dark rumors about Sandy in that town, but nothing was ever proved.

When the brunette arrived in Shoreline, she came with a single blazing determination. She would find a nice guy, marry him and settle down. She did just that with Al.

But it didn't change a thing.

At fifteen minutes to midnight, when she got off shift, one of the student nurses under her supervision came to the front desk.

"Everything quiet?" asked Sandy.

"Like a graveyard." The girl smiled. Her name was Ellen, and she was nineteen, with dark eyes, black shimmering hair and a slender but very sexy figure. She had small, high standing tits which everyone managed to glimpse because she didn't wear a bra and kept the top two buttons of her uniform opened. So far none of the doctors or interns had managed to even date her, much less fuck her.

Ellen glanced at a couple of nurses drinking coffee and chatting nearby. "Want to drop over to my place for a cup of coffee after work, Sandy?"

Sandy gnawed at her sultry lips, appearing to think it over. But her pulse was pounding and a soft hot trickle began in her cunt, soaking her panties.

"Okay." Sandy smiled. "But I can only stay a few minutes."

The girl nodded eagerly and walked away. Sandy's eyes followed her, raking over her cute ass and slender curves. She glanced quickly at the other nurses. They weren't even aware of her. Sandy let out her breath.

As long as she was cool about it, as long as she didn't pick on high school kids and go crazy with her wild, bizarre urges, everything would be all right. At least that's what the ripely curved brunette told herself.

Sandy loved her husband just like any other devoted wife. She loved the powerful feel of his massive cock fucking deep in her hot cunt while she cried and raked his back with her nails. When she got her rocks off, it was with blistering ecstasy, spraying cunt-honey in thick gushes over his prick. She never had a problem having an orgasm, at least not with Al.

Sandy loved her husband, but she also loved girls. She was a switch-hitter and had been since one wanton night in nursing school when she was nineteen. The sexy brunette did not give the slightest hint in any way, with men or women, but she would rather go down on a hot young pussy, suck on a pair of sweet naked tits, kiss and bite a girl's plump silky ass than almost anything else in the world.

When Sandy came to town, she was fiercely determined to give up that crazy urge. She was convinced a healthy marriage would cure her once and for all. And it did.

For about a year.

Then she met Ellen. Although the dark haired girl was perfectly straight when Sandy met her, the brunette knew she could make her with ease. Ellen had a boyfriend then, but it took only a couple of weeks for Sandy to turn the young student nurse into an adoring sex slave.

The old urges came back with a vengeance. At her desk, Sandy got ready to go off duty, filing the charts in order. Her fingers trembled and her heart hammered against her ribs. She wasn't really cheating on Al, she told herself. She had a little affair on the side, true, but it wasn't as if she was fucking some guy.

She noticed her shaking fingers and frowned. She really had to get a grip on her nerves. It was just that she got so madly excited whenever she was about to suck and fuck Ellen. That's what hot young pussy did to her, silky thighs and soft naked asses.

But there was the danger, too, the risk, especially in a hick town like this.

Sandy realized that was one of the very reasons she did it. Being respectably married to a hung stud like Al was nice, satisfying a profound urge in her life. But she needed the excitement of forbidden fucks to counteract that monotony. She needed the obscene games like a drug.