Nick Eastwood - Horny new wife

The next day, Larry had to drive in to the nearest city for supplies. Lisa wanted to go with him, but she knew that was childish. She was needed at the resort to help Kitty with the chores. She couldn't be clinging to Larry all the time. So she put on a brave smile as she waved good-bye to him.

Larry saw right through her act. "Don't worry, honey," he laughed. "Nobody in the family is an ax murderer. They'll take good care of you. And I'll be back this evening."

Lisa blushed, then giggled. Her new husband could read her like a book. As she watched him drive away, she thought how much she loved him, and she felt a big surge of longing for him. This was no time to get horny! She had hours and hours to wait till Larry got home again. Better to get her mind on something else.

This would be a good time to investigate the mystery of those spy holes. Lisa hurried upstairs to the room she shared with Larry and had a close look at the wall. Sure enough, right at eye level, somebody had bored a neat hole. She went quietly to the room next door and knocked. Getting no answer, she stepped inside and looked around.

It didn't take much looking to establish that this was her father-in-law's bedroom. Big Jim had his favorite photos and paintings here, and some of his clothes were draped over a chair. Beside the bed there was a big color photo of his late wife, Larry and Steve's mother. Lisa noticed the picture because it looked so much like herself. It was odd that Larry had married a girl who resembled his mother that much.

But Lisa didn't have time to speculate on things like that. She went right over to the wall and tested the spy hole from this side. She blushed deeply as she looked through it. There was a perfect view of the king-sized bed she shared with Larry. When Big Jim looked through the hole, he could see everything they did in bed.

Then Lisa jumped and gasped as she heard a chuckle behind her. "He sure is a dirty old man, ain't he?" her brother-in-law Steve laughed.

Lisa whirled to face him, her face scarlet. "I didn't mean to pry into Big Jim's things," she said. "But I noticed that hole in our wall, and I just had to find out about it. Steve, does he actually use these holes?"

"Oh, yeah," Steve grinned, apparently not bothered by the idea. "He's got one drilled in our wall, too. Look over there."

Lisa glanced at the opposite wall and saw another hole, this one for viewing Steve and Kitty's room. She blushed even harder. Big Jim, it seemed, was a Peeping Tom, a sicko. She could understand the man feeling lonely, without a woman of his own. But wasn't this going a little too far?

"Steve, doesn't that upset you?" Lisa asked wonderingly.

Steve was looking her up and down, and he was obviously liking what he saw. His gaze rested on her large thrusting tits, and Lisa could almost feel his eyes burning through her clothes. To her embarrassment, she felt her nipples stiffening. It must be Steve's resemblance to Larry, she thought. She actually felt turned on to him, but that could only be because he looked so much like her husband. He was grinning, the same sexy grin that Larry had, when he answered her question.

"Aw, flaw, that doesn't bother us," he said. "Me and Kitty figure it's the only excitement the old coot gets. We don't figure it buns us any if he watches us."

Lisa shook her head. "Well, it bothers me," she said. "It bothers me a whole lot, and I think I'm just gonna have to talk to Larry about it."

Steve was moving toward her, and suddenly he was close enough to put his hands on her shoulders. "You know, Sis," he drawled, "you got a problem. You're so uptight about sex. You're a real prude."

Before she could answer, he pulled her against him and kissed her, sliding his hot tongue into her mouth. To Lisa's horror, her body responded eagerly. Her nipples were rigid and pulsating against his chest, and her pussy spurted molten cream. She was dangerously horny, she realized, otherwise she wouldn't be so turned on to the brother of her brand new husband.

Steve eased her against the wall and pressed his big hard body against her as he kissed her. That long steamy tongue-kiss was driving her wild, and to make matters worse, she could feel his cock stiffening against her belly. She was creaming right through her panties. She knew she had to get away from this man before she lost all her self-control. At last she managed to wrench her face away from his.

"Steve, what do you think you're doing?" she sputtered. "Think of Kitty and Larry."

"What they don't know won't hurt them," Steve grinned. "Hell, Sis, what's wrong with you and me having a little harmless fun now and then? Things get pretty boring here in the winter. We need new things to do. How about a quickie?"

"Absolutely not!" Lisa cried.

Steve just grinned, picked her up, and carried her over to Big Jim's king-sized bed. She wasn't strong enough to wriggle loose. Not only that, but her pussy was on fire with need. That was what really worried her. Her handsome brother-in-law was making her horny out of her mind. He set her down on the bed and lay half on top of her, pinning her there.

"Steve, you let me up," she snapped, "or I'm gonna tell Larry about this."

"No, you're not, sugar," he said, leering. "Not after I get through with you. You're gonna like it so much, you're not gonna do any complaining."

As he spoke, he was unbuttoning her heavy winter shirt. His eyes gleamed with lust as he ogled her deep ripe cleavage. He got the shirt opened and stared. Her large round tits looked ready to pop, from her delicate lacy bra. Her lust-stiffened nipples were rosy and glowing beneath the see-through lace. Steve gave a lusty growl and popped open the front catch of her bra.

"Steve, noooooo," Lisa whimpered. "Shit, honey. I'm just looking at your tits," he grinned. "No harm in that."

He brushed apart the two halves of her bra, and her naked tits bobbed free, creamy and flawless. Steve licked his lips. His wife Kitty had nice high-riding tits, but they weren't as big and spectacular as these. He feasted his eyes on his beautiful sister-in-law's magnificent firm tits.

"Larry's a real lucky guy," he said, his voice starting to hoarsen with lust. "Me and Dad been saying that since the minute he brought you home. Seems like it ain't right for Larry to hog such a gorgeous woman all to himself."

He cupped her tits, and Lisa shivered with excitement. She really needed to be touched just then, all over, and by an expert. As Steve began fondling her sensitive tits, she knew he was just as good a lover as Larry. He could get her just as helplessly aroused, just as willing. If she didn't get away from him, she was going to be in big trouble.

"Please, Steve," she whimpered, "I love Larry. I don't wanta cheat on him."

"Don't think of it as cheating, honey," he smiled. "After all, it's all in the family. It's not like you were running around with some outsider. Larry and me are brothers. We've always shared things."

She felt half shocked and half aroused as her sexy brother-in-law dipped his head down, darted out his tongue, and started licking her swollen, sensitive nipples. She shivered with the first electric contact, and it was all she could do to keep from moaning with pleasure as his tongue twirled around her engorged nubs.

She couldn't kid herself about what was happening. During the last two days Larry had broken through her lifelong inhibitions and released her bottled-up passions. He'd released more than, they'd both bargained for, because now she couldn't control those passions. She was hot and ready to go with any attractive man who came on to her.

She was creaming through her jeans as Steve expertly tongued her tits. Her pussy was soaked with the scalding sticky juice. Her nipples throbbed hard against his tongue, and she was sure he could feel that horny pulsing. It was so embarrassing.