George Tipton: Wild hot bride

Her motions were uncontrolled and frantic, and Russ' prick was mauled wonderfully because of them. Encouraging her, his fingers massaged the juicy mouth of her cunt-hole while his thumb thrust as far as it could reach up inside of her, sliding in alongside his thrusting cock.

"Oh my!" Pam panted, thrusting up wildly. "Ohhh!"

With his hand at her crotch, his prick inside her cunt, and his mouth still nibbling at her tit, Russ brought her to orgasm.

While her body shuddered and writhed, Russ kept up his sexy assault. His own lust was pounding for release, too, but for now his main concern was Pam's pleasure. He couldn't understand how she could be so hot when he knew she was getting lots of fucking from Scott. Either his brother was doing even a worse job than he had suspected or Pam was the hottest woman he had ever run across.

Convulsions made her scream and cry, her noises ungodly and strange. Russ flashed back on the night before and the odd sounds he and Barb had heard coming from Pam's and Scott's room. Now he knew what they had been. She was incredibly hot!

Pam saw swirls of light in the darkness behind her closed eyelids and then she began to come back to her senses. Slowly she remembered where she was and whose prick was still pumping in and out of her cunt. Just as it had right after her last orgasm, the urge to jump up and run away was strong. But this time she knew she couldn't do that to Russ. She'd started fucking him and she had to finish fucking him.

She pulled herself together and set her mind to making him cream. She thrust up with her hips in a more regular rhythm now and immediately she heard Russ respond to that. His panting breath grew hotter as he left her tits alone and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.

Now Russ was the one who was attended to. Pam's pussy still danced with little shivers of orgasm, but she didn't concentrate on them. She threw herself into fucking Russ completely, wanting to bring him the same kind of wonderful pleasure he had just brought her.

"Come for me," she panted, jamming her pussy up and around his prick. "Give me all you've got, Russ! Come in me, I want to feel it!"

Russ moaned, her words making him very hot indeed. His prick felt scalded by the interior of her pussy and he could hardly keep up with her hard, fucking motions. But he didn't have to keep up. He didn't have to do anything at all because Pam was doing it all and doing it very well.

"Christ, Pam, that's, ahhh, shit!"

Pam grinned as she felt his jizz flow into her pussy. She felt all warm and soft inside as he turned the interior of her cunt into a sticky cavern of flowing white.

Russ grimaced instead. His climax was so good it almost hurt. His prick drew back and then shot forward, spraying out its load with a force that he could feel throughout his entire body. He grunted out his pleasure and was just about to lean down and give Pam a big, wet kiss of appreciation when there was a shout from the doorway.

"Hot fuck!" Scott exclaimed, standing in the doorway, seeing his brother pumping between his wife's legs. "Am I too late? God, Pam, I'm sorry! Barb must have taken a shortcut. I wanted to get here and tell you myself, before she could, but now I see I didn't make it. What did she say? What did she tell you?" The two astonished fuckers had no idea what Scott was babbling about.

Pam was so frightened at first that her husband had caught her with another man that she wanted to jump up and run and hide. But then her terror lessened and she began to hew what Scott had to say.

"What did she tell you, honey?" he asked again, his tone pleading and hurt. "Just don't leave me, Pam, I love you. Now, what did she say?"

Pam had no idea but Russ could at least guess. "She told us everything," he said sternly. "And Pam isn't going to take it, are you?"

Going along, Pam said. "I certainly am not!"

"Oh God, oh God!" Scott moaned. "What have I done?"

"Nothing that can't be fixed," said Russ, untangling himself from Pam. "Pam, honey, why don't you go get cleaned up? I wanna talk to my little brother alone. Then, when you're ready, I think we can work all this out."

Giving her a slap on the ass, he sent the confused woman off to the bathroom and then sat back to chat with Scott.

"Barb walked in on you and Beth, didn't she?" Russ asked, not beating around the bush.

Scott nodded. "And then she said she was coming here to tell Pam. I thought she'd be here already!"

"Don't you think Pam already knows? She's not blind or stupid. But she is hurt and that's why we got together. A woman needs some real tenderness and if she doesn't get it from you, she's gonna get it somewhere else."

"Yeah, I know. I've been a shit, everybody tells me that," Scott said, hanging his head. "But I just don't think I can fuck only one woman, not even Pam. It's just how I am."

Russ sat back on the big bed, still naked. "I know what you mean, I'm the same way. It must be in our blood. But still, you don't have to rub her nose in your affairs. Either tell her whit you're doing or be very careful that she never finds out."

"Which do you do?" Scott asked.

Russ hesitated. "I'm careful," he finally said. Scott laughed. "You're fuckin' my wife in your house and you call that careful? Ha!"

"Barb's not here, is she? She doesn't know, does she?"

"I don't like all that sneakin' around," Scott said. "Besides, the other night, after that thing with Beth, Pam about fucked me to death. I think it turns her on for me to fuck with other women. She was crazy!"

"So tell her," Russ said. "Come clean and tell her."

"Tell me what?" Pam said, standing in the doorway. She had put her dress back on and the edges of her hair were wet from her shower.

The brothers exchanged a strained look and then Scott spoke up.

"Russ thinks I should tell you when I fuck other women. He thinks I shouldn't try to fool you or lie to you. He thinks…"

"What do you think?" Pam interrupted.

Scott hesitated. "Well, I think I love you very much, but that one woman isn't enough for me. I want to be married to you and make you happy, but that's just the way it is for me. I hope we can work it out."

"What if it's the same way for me?" Pam asked, taking her dress back off. "What if I want to fuck around, too? What if what's good for the gander is good for the goose?"

She slid over to Russ, now as gloriously naked as before. She wiggled against him, her tits crushed against his chest, and gave him a wet kiss right in front of her husband's astonished face.

"I-I-I never thought of that before," Scott said, watching his brother and his wife embrace, "but I-I-I guess it's only fair."

"So it can all be out in the open now?" Pam asked, rubbing Russ' lengthening prick. "As long as we keep our affairs casual we don't have to keep them secret?"

Scott gulped. "Yeah," he said, his voice cracking, "I guess so."

"Oh I love you!" Pam sighed, changing partners and throwing herself into her husband's arms. "What a perfect honeymoon!"

While she hugged and kissed Scott to seal their new bargain, she motioned back for Russ to join in their embrace.

Over her shoulder the two brothers exchanged a look of agreement and the three of them tumbled together across the big bed.

Together the two men licked and sucked on her wobbling tits. Pam ran her fingers through their hair, thinking how similar it was. She crushed their slurping mouths against her tit mounds, filling them with her ample tit-meat and lolling around happily beneath their double attention.

Scott reached down between her legs and fingered her juicy cunt. Her shower had washed away every trace of Russ' jizz and now her husband found her pussy as clean and delightful as ever. Scott soon found himself face to face with her pink, flowering pussy-hole.