Ray Mills: Easy horny sister

When Candy Kendall woke up in the middle of the night, at first she didn't know where she was. The bed was strange. Then she realized it wasn't a bed, it was a sofa. The blankets were rumpled around her. She had been tossing and turning.

Under her nightgown her body was hot and feverish. She glanced around the dark room, suddenly remembering where she was. Of course! she thought. It's just Mona's and John's apartment. How could I forget that?

Then she realized what had woke her up. A muffled sigh and then a sharp moan of pleasure came from behind the bedroom door. Candy could feel herself blushing. She strained her ears to hear what was going on.

"We can't, Johnny," she heard her sister whisper. "Candy will hear us."

"She's asleep," her brother-in-law said.

"Ohhhhhh!" Mona gasped.

"You still want to stop?" John asked.

"Angghh! Oh, God! Don't stop!" Mona begged him.

For a few moments there was silence. Candy couldn't keep herself from trying to guess what was going on. She tried to picture John kissing Mona's naked body. He was very handsome and rugged looking, so she didn't have much trouble. But she had never seen Mona naked, so that was harder.

"Ahhhhh! Oh, Johnny!" Mona panted.

Candy could feel her own body growing hot as she listened to them. She could feel her nipples tighten and throb as she envisioned John's mouth on her sister's tits. Her thighs tensed and ached. She could feel warm stirrings deep inside her cunt.

God, what's he doing to her? she wondered. I wish I could see.

"Ummmm, how does that feel?" she could hear John's husky voice asking.

"Oh God… Johnny!" her sister whimpered, "I'm going to come if you keep it up."

"Good. Good."

"Unnghh!"

Candy could hardly bear the excitement. She could hear Mona being driven crazy by whatever John was doing to her. And it was driving her crazy too. Her pussy was wet with juice. Her tits ached. Her blood pulsed hotly.

She could imagine John's head between Mona's straining thighs. His tongue snaked out into her sister's open wet pussy. It fucked and tickled Mona's cunt until Mona was shivering with wild lust. Meanwhile, his hands were squeezing Mona's tits.

Candy had never seen her sister naked, but she knew that Mona had biggins, my kind of tits, nice that gave men hard-ons. She herself had tits too, huge like Mona's, but more perfectly shaped. Right now they were burning and throbbing, aching to be squeezed and sucked too. In her mind's eye she could see John's frenzied fingers digging into the firm flesh of Mona's tits.

"God," Mona whimpered desperately. "Fuck me, honey. I don't care if she hears or not. Just fuck me. Quick."

"I knew you'd see it my way," she heard John quip.

But then she heard him sigh and Mona cry out with passion. Candy knew he was fucking his prick into her, and she tried to picture it in her mind. She didn't know if he had a big prick or just an average cock, and she didn't have much to compare the size of his prick with either. The only other cockhead had ever seen was her boyfriend Rick's, back in Appleton Falls, the small town she had left to come here.

During her last year in high school she had let Rick fuck her a few times. Neither of them had ever fucked anyone before, and he always came too fast, never giving her a chance to come at all. Once in a while she could glimpse a hint that fucking might be a lot better than it was with Rick. But basically she just suspected that all the concern about fucking was a bunch of hoopla about nothing.

That is, until now. The sounds behind the bedroom door aroused her so much that she couldn't help wishing someone were there right now doing to her what was being done to Mona, whatever the hell that was. She even slipped both hands under her nightgown, running them over her feverish flesh.

"Oh yes! Oh God! Yes, Johnny! Ugh! Unh! Agghnn," she could hear Mona panting wildly from the other room.

"Why don't we do it softly, so she won't hear?" John asked Mona, panting excitedly himself.

"No," Mona gasped. "Keep it up! Don't stop! Fuck me hard, fuck me hard! Really rape me, Johnny. God, it's so fucking good!"

Candy tried to picture her brother-in-law's cock fucking in and out of her sister's cunt, but it was impossible. The sexual delirium the fucking couple had created in her was too intense for her to think of anything but her own body. She tweaked her throbbing nipples lightly with her fingers, gasping as unexpectedly intense sexual fires streaked through her young feverish body.

Now she could hear the bedsprings creaking wildly behind the bedroom door. What is he doing to her? she wondered, unable to imagine such a wild and unrestrained fuck as John had to be giving to her sister.

It sounded like the whole bedroom was going to come apart. But suddenly she could hear a guttural cry rip its way out of her sister's throat.

"Anngghhhiiieeeee! Oh… Johnny, oh! Anngghhhiiieeeee!" Mona cried, coming with uncontrollable violence and force.

"Ummppgghh!" John grunted, following close behind. He was coming too.

Candy tried to imagine their climaxing bodies entangled together, but her imagination wasn't good enough. She had never really seen such a thing. Her own body throbbed with the hot itch of incredible desire. Her hand darted between her thighs and touched her wet pussylips, but she quickly pulled her hand back, feeling somewhat guilty.

She felt an almost irresistible temptation to rip off her nightgown, fling open the bedroom door, and beg them to let her join in on their fucking. But the idea quickly left her. Now that they had both come, there were no more sounds from behind the bedroom door.

They've had each other, and they're fulfilled and exhausted now, she thought. They've got me all worked up and in a horny state, but satisfying me wasn't in their plans.

She tried not to be dejected about her frustration. She was only a house guest, after all. They couldn't be expected to quit fucking just because she had got fed up with Appleton Falls and had moved to the big city to find a job.

They had been nice enough to let her stay with them until she got established. She felt grateful to them and was almost embarrassed that she had overheard them fucking. She was embarrassed, that she had felt like wanting to join them. Gosh, that's not like me at all, she thought.

But she couldn't get fucking out of her mind as she drifted back to sleep. Her dreams were haunted by wild sensual images. Huge, pulsing cocks swarmed over her naked hot body, probing her, exploring every secret place. She tossed and turned on the sofa, almost kicking the bedcovers off.

Suddenly she seemed to be a gigantic wet pussy, her glistening pink countless spread wide and inviting. And all the big cocks in her dream – it seemed there were thousands of them – were trying to slide into her. She gasped and struggled, but there was no escape from all the huge hot pricks.

The huge cocks, stiff and throbbing, seemed suddenly all to merge into one enormous prick, so thick and long that the cock seemed like thirty or forty telephone poles tied together. This gargantuan prick fucked slowly into her open pussy, making Candy shudder and moan with an incredible mixture of pain and pleasure.

At this point she awoke from the dream, her nightgown was drenched with her sweat. Her body throbbed and ached worse than when she had been listening to John and Mona fuck, yearning to join them. She was panting uncontrollably.

What's got into me? she wondered. I have to control myself. God, I can't let this happen.

But she could still remember the gigantic cock sliding into her splayed pussy, cramming her full of hot pulsing cock meat.