Matt Daniels - Honeymoon Orgy

"AAAuuuuggghhh! Ooooooohhhh!" Jo gasped in pain as he continued to pound his hard cock into her luscious cunt, in time to the drubbing finger in her anus.

Jim rotated his finger vigorously until, with a vicious thrust, he buried it to the palm of his hand. He felt the warm rubbery confines of her rectum clasp and cling to his thickly probing digit in masochistic abandon.

Never… not in her entire life, had Jo felt such rapturous bliss! The pleasure-pain of the rotating finger in her butt seemed to add a new dimension to their lewd incestuous coupling. Her whole body seemed to quiver like a bow string, in forbidden ecstasy. She'd have been hard-pressed to explain why, but she was actually forcing her buttocks back onto the poking finger buried there, even as she sought more of his punishing cock. Her pelvis pivoted back and forth between his two impaling units like a humping rabbit.

Jim was barely able to control his lust any longer. His nuts ached for the need to empty their cumbersome, painful load. He drove his aching prick into her cunt sheath with devilish fury, and was pleased that she was accepting, hungrily, the finger drilling into her sweet little ass.

Giving herself over to the powerful sensations that were soaring through her body in search of a crashing crescendo, Jo began to writhe and squeal beneath him, relishing the double fucking he was giving her. Oh God, I've never felt like this before!

Jim plunged wildly into Jo. He had reached the point of no return… but he wanted to make sure she came too… otherwise, his plans to bring in his wife into a little bit of three-way swinging would go up in smoke.

He gaped down at the glistening shaft of his lust-excited and expanded cock sliding rhythmically in and out of Jo's sweet little poontang, and concentrated on the feel of her liquid warmth… accepting him, clasping, like an oiled glove. He tried to think of something still more bizarre to spur him on, but he would have to stop to change positions and he definitely didn't want to stop.

He watched the clasping lips of her cunt and slipped his hand down to fondle them, drawing them in closer to his ramming prick. He felt the contracting muscles of her pussy sucking and massaging his cock, like a milking machine, attempting to swallow all of his delicious hardness deep inside her.

Jim tried to increase the speed and depth of his trip-hammer thrusts as she writhed, uncontrollably, beneath his bulk, slithering up and down the hardened shaft of cock with animal-like energy, her legs jerking spasmodically, pearly toes curling, satin thighs flowering open like a lotus blossom. His penis pistoned into her cunt with demoniacal fervor and he jerked his finger from her backside with a moist, kiss-like suck.

Then, beneath him, Jo's lovely face contorted with her frantic need to come, and she began to chant aloud: "Ooohhh, a-God, yessss! Like that… like that… like thaaaaaaat!" Her features, as he looked down at her, reflected the sensuality of her deep passion. Thank God she's ready to pop her cookies!

Jim groaned as he labored over her, grinding his huge prick into her hard and deep. He knew that she would be coming soon! He watched her breasts heave and quiver with the shocks of his punishing strokes, the spiking pink nipples expanding before his eyes as her passion grew to even more astonishing heights. Her head tossed wildly from side to side, her beautiful shimmering brown hair hopelessly entangled.

"Come, baby! Come! Come! Come!" he chanted.

He felt the acid burning of his own need for release, and he could only hope that she was really ready.

On the next wicked thrust, she convulsed beneath him.

"Oh! Oooooohhh! AauuRRgghh! Oh Gaaawwwddd!" she screamed. "I'm there… I'm there… I'M THEEEEEEEERRRREEEEE!" And her body writhed and convulsed uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasmic release thundered through her.

Jim felt his sister spasm below him, and he continued to hammer his cock into her faster and faster, deeper and deeper. With all his strength he felt her body cling to him tenaciously as she gained even greater spasms of her voluptuous climax. Her breathing was labored, coming in short, feverish gasps.

Then, he sensed the imminent rush of his own searingly heated sperm as his throbbing cock began to pump spastically. He felt the thick, viscous liquid begin its mad race along the full length of his bloated prick. It pumped and spurted wickedly inside of her as he ground his pelvis up tight against her in one last lancing thrust before he stiffened between her legs in the throes of his own climax, his breath coming in short burst.

As her ravisher collapsed on top of her, Jo moaned aloud, in relief, as subsiding waves of euphoric bliss descended on her sexually taxed body and psyche. Her thighs quivered mightily as the muscles began to lose some of the tension of her former passionate excesses. She had never realized such rapturous joy existed on the face of the earth. Limply now, her legs fell, widely splayed, cradling her brother shamelessly. Her chest heaved and her heart was hammering heavily in her breast. She had been filled… to overflowing.

And then, finally, with the last of her lewd brother's seed lying deep within her, Jo gave a heavy sigh and whispered, hotly, "A-are you through with me now?"

"Not quite," he answered.

When Jim returned from a trip to the bathroom, he stood naked before the bed. Jo moved out of the bed and slid gently to the floor, relaxing onto her knees.

His cock thrust out before her face, but not for long. Jo started to lick him from nuts to tip with long gliding strokes of a practiced, delighted tongue. She felt his prick shiver in her fingers. She kissed him with deep, satisfied smacks, then fell to licking again. Her tongue was agile and clever. Every place she licked him was the right place, for that particular moment, for that particular effect. She was quite satisfied with herself. Slowly, she drew her head back, then came down, lips slightly parted. The head of his prick eased between her lips, past her teeth, and she began to suck with soft gentle pulls. The taste of his come and of hers was on his big cock and she decided she really liked the combination of flavors. Her mouth was hot and smooth and moist her lips sucking at his huge cock-head. He moaned and thrust his hips forward, trying not to allow himself to enjoy it too much. He had some other plans but he had forgotten them; all he wanted to do now was to fuck her again. He could feel the tiny taste buds on her tongue as his cock slid in deeper. He wanted to howl with pleasure, but he didn't, afraid it would only goad her on.

Suddenly Jo let it slip out-all the way, and he was disappointed. He didn't want to go off in her mouth but… hell, he didn't know what he wanted, nor did he know what she wanted. His cock felt lost and naked out there all by itself, sticking up proudly.

Jo eased him back to the bed and pushed herself down on top of him. Her eyes were bright with something he kept telling himself were not tears. Her smooth hair spilled from around her white shoulders as she put her knees on either side of his head and faced his cock. Reaching, he grabbed her breasts as she ran her tongue around his purple cockhead, making little circular motions while her hands pumped up and down his rigid cock-shaft. Slowly, she slid her mouth up and down on it, taking every inch in her mouth, letting the huge thing slip beyond her tongue, down to her tonsils.

"Ahhhh, Christ!" he moaned and squeezed her erect, hard nipples. Her hands went again to his balls, squeezing them together in that gentle motion. In and out of her mouth his cock went, down into the grasping muscles of her throat. The wetness of her midsection was all he could see, and her hair lay in wet curls around the gaping pinkness of her violated pussy.