Matt Daniels - Honeymoon Orgy

Lisa sensed the dew drops of moisture rising between her open thighs as the exposed hairless lips of her pussy began to spasmodically contract wetly against one another. Jim ran the tip of his tongue around the rim of her ear and plunged it deep inside. Her whole being seemed aflame with a fever of surging senses… Lisa felt she couldn't wait much longer or she would go mad!

"Hurry, husband, hurry!" she begged.

She twisted his hair, pulling him violently over her. "Please! Please!"

The strange obscenity of her passion filled pleas excited Jim to a frenzied, blinding furor. He sensed his cock and balls aching again with blood-filled lust, and then suddenly grow flame-hot as one of Lisa's hands closed like a steel trap over his thick, glistening penis. It pulsed wickedly against the palm of her hand as she slid up and down the hard flesh and, insane with lust, he didn't need further urging. He grabbed her jutting breasts and rolled on top of her, her legs wide and cradling his hips.

The flowering lips of her cunt widened, and she guided his hardened cock to the wetness between her legs, her groans of desperate agony seething in his ear. She rubbed his swollen penis along her open slit and parted the soft, raw lips until his cock was nestled teasingly in the entrance of her vagina. Jim clamped his fingers into the full cheeks of her buttocks and rammed his body downward. His swelling cock disappeared into her pussy with a wet, sucking sound.

Lisa groaned, her golden-tan body tightened into an arch of hardened passion at the initial entry that split the walls of her vagina. Then she writhed under the rising heat of her delirious sensations, her belly squirming. She raised up under the pressure of his fingers, the glistening prick sliding out until-its coronal ridge caught at the Straining lips of her cunt, then surged in again. Up and down, faster and faster… and Lisa's face contorted with passion and her nostrils flared open as her breath burned in her lungs.

Jim felt the smooth raw flesh of his passion-aroused wife's pussy clasp him tightly, and pulse against his pumping shaft until his balls felt ready to explode, and he lost all track of time as the excruciating pleasure rocked through him. He drove deeper and deeper into her vagina with each thrust of his buttocks.

Lisa twisted her head from side to side, flaying her long blonde hair against the white pillow, and rode his cock like a bitch in heat. She drove her hips up, screwing every inch of his cock and routing the huge head around in her seething belly, gasping and quivering from the sensuous onslaught.

A fierce storm whirl winded through Jim as his penis sucked deep in her pussy and battered her cervix. He felt the eruption of his boiling sperm starting deep in his groin, and knew he was about to come… and Lisa sensed it, too.

She could feel Jim's cock swelling and straining against the moist ribs of her fleshy vaginal walls. She begged, "Please, Jim… not yet! Not yet… wait for me… wait, please!" Her legs splayed wider and she bucked and writhed on the wildly squeaking mattress, her loins insatiable. "Now… Harder!"

Meanwhile in the next room, Jo opened her eyes with a start, blinking rapidly in the darkened bedroom. She strained her ears to catch more of the sounds that had awakened her, but everything was silent, save for a muffled kind of talking coming from her brother's bedroom. Shi-it, she thought, they're at it again. She jumped out of bed, landing lightly on the deep-pile carpet in her bare feet. She was wearing her favorite nighty, a pale yellow empire-waisted peignoir with a small green bow bunching the material under her breasts, acting as a loose bra to jut them like display goods on a shelf. Not that she needed support for her breasts-they were firm and resilient like huge fresh fruit. The gown fell just below her thighs; it had once been a set with a pair of matching panties, but after Jo had discovered that wonderful playground between her legs, she made sure that the panties were conveniently lost.

"Yes, Jim! Please fuck me… fuck me!"

The sound was clear now that she was closer to the closed door. A flash of an image came across Jo's mind; they were making love again.

The image of her brother's hard, swollen cock screwing into Lisa's bare pussy welled up in her mind and she trembled with guilt. And yet, she found herself inexorably drawn toward the sounds coming from the next room, her little pussy twitching with lewd thoughts. Then, like a marionette drawn along on, a. set of invisible silver threads, she hunkered down by the locked connecting door, every nerve and fiber of her tender young body on fire from the forbidden thrill of listening in on her brother and his wife in the act of fucking. Her heart stopped and she dared not even gasp. Strange noises continued to flood her ears from the other side, their intensity increasing with every passing second.

"Ohhhhh! I want you to fuck me, Jim; Now! Now!"

Heavy rushed breathing and the staccato sounds of squeaking bedsprings, punctuated by the animal-like groans and moans, blinded the teenager's normal sense of decency and decorum. Goaded to an uncontrollable pitch of lewdness and sexual arousal, she dipped her head down and peeked through the old-fashioned keyhole, little realizing that this was exactly what Jim and Lisa wanted her to do.

The foot of the bed was pointed right at the door and Jo could see the complete carnal scene. Jim and Lisa were making violent love!

She could even see her brother's thick, hard penis disappearing and reappearing in Lisa's creamy bare pussy with each pile-driving thrust and withdrawal that he made. Lisa had her legs spread wide on either side of his muscular plunging body and periodically she would kick them high in the air, then wrap them around Jim's driving buttocks, her ankles locking tightly behind his thighs, pulling him into her lithe, but ripe body with all her strength.

Jo could feel the sweat flowing freely on her young body, trickling down beneath the folds of her yellow nighty. She had a strange sense of not being a part of herself, the shock of viewing her brother in sexual intercourse was that strong on her, and she couldn't understand it-she had seen it so many times before. Down between her clenched thighs her tight, still half-virgin cunt was tingling like it had never tingled before. She thought fleetingly of leaving her room… of going for a walk or something… but she continued to watch with hypnotic fascination, now beyond all rationality.

Jo centered her gaze on the muscles straining out on Lisa's inner thighs as she struggled like a drug-crazed nymphomaniac to get Jim's long, thick cock deeper inside her hungrily sucking bare pussy. Jim was cupping Lisa's naked buttocks with a savage strength that cut red, bloodless lines into the full, uplifted moons.

He squeezed her buttocks together, forcing the walls of her vagina tighter around the thickness of his rigid penis, and Jo studied the thin, moistly glistening full lips of Lisa's pussy as they strove to milk the giant shaft of its strength.

Jo heard the almost-incoherent moanings as the fucking couple thrashed around on the bed. Goaded now to a mind-warping frenzied abandon, Jo brought her hand down along her body and across her thighs to rest against her own tender pubic mound, and then rubbed it back and forth through the silken material of her baby doll nightgown. She could feel the wetness flowing on her thighs and down her inner legs, and she gathered the hem of her nighty, bunching it up along her firm, young thighs, exposing the whiteness of them and the young sparse reddish growth of her pubic hair. Again, she lowered her hand to her pussy mound and began to rub there faster and faster, in a froth of passionate delight.

Lisa's mewls of pleasure were becoming more desperate, and Jo's glazed eyes stayed glued on the lewd, obscene coupling taking place a few feet away. Jo's middle finger slid along her wet cunt-lips and found her clitoris, teasing it with her fingernail, and she felt waves of consuming lust rip through her. She dropped her finger still lower, insinuating it in her now thirstily throbbing vagina, pumping in rhythm to the fucking on the bed while her thumb toyed with her erectly swollen clitoris.