Action! - An Erotic Tale...

Action! - An Erotic Tale...

Juan lives next door to the freakiest couple in his building. How freaky are they, you ask? Well, almost every night they're having wild, unadulterated sex and their bedroom is right behind his wall. So in the late evening hours, when he's trying to get into his studies, he can hear nothing except the sound of their bed hitting the wall, things hitting the floor and the wife moaning loudly while ordering her man to fuck her deeper and harder! And harder he seemed to pound into her, making Juan's room jitter as if there was an earthquake occurring. Sometimes they'd go at it till midnight...and then early in the morning, they'd continue from where they left off. It drove him crazy sometimes just sitting in his room hearing them fuck like banshees...but the funny thing was there was nothing Juan can do about it. Just about everyone in the apartment building knew about their nightly antics, and the fact that he was a new tenant didn't help matters much.

Late one evening, Juan heard a knock on his door. It was one of the freaky neighbors, the husband. He was clad only in briefs and a towel that was draped over his neck. He grinned shyly at Juan.

"Hey there neighbor," he clapped a hand over his shoulder; it was the first time Juan had spoken with him and the way he acted, you would think they'd known each other since he moved in. "I was wondering if you could help me out with a little favor buddy."

"What is it?" Juan inquired.

He led him to his apartment, into the bedroom where his pretty wife lay sprawled across the bed, naked; his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and Juan fought to resist an immediate erection. She winked at him, smiling, undaunted by the effect she'd wrought on him.

Her husband came and placed a digital camera in his hand and said: "My wife and I were wondering if you'd help to make a film of us while we're fuckin'. It'd really help us out alot. It's already programmed so all you gotta do is press the red button. Thanks man."

He didn't bother waiting to hear if Juan would accept or not. He slapped his arm, jumped into the bed and started ravishing his wife. Juan pressed the ON button, instantly becoming a self-proclaimed Steven Spielberg of porn.

Juan hovered around the edge of the bed, filming as they took turns ravishing each other. He did close-ups as the wife gave her husband head and then fell back as she sat on his rock hard dick. Juan stood back and watched from behind the camera, grabbing his dick as it throbbed incessantly in his jeans. The wife saw what Juan was doing and indicated for him to come over. Juan stood beside her and filmed as she yanked his pants down and began to beat his dick rhythmically. His mouth hung open as she suddenly took it into her mouth while still busy bouncing on her man. There was the sound of her man's thighs slapping against the back of her ass while she moaned deep in her throat, her mouth still locked on his dick. Minutes later, Juan backed away from her and hovered behind them, camera in hand, filming as the husband grabbed a handful of her ass and went on pounding into her.

"Yo neighbor," her husband called out at me, gasping while he did. "You getting all of this shit?"

"Most definitely," Juan replied. "Go head! Keep fucking her just like that!"

Juan was really getting into his "work," Juan barely felt himself stroking his hardness with his other hand. He had such a great view of the wife's ass, the way it went on bouncing up and down on her man's dick was such a fucking turn-on to him.

A while later, the wife turned to him and said: "Honey, why not let the neighbor have a little fun? He's been working SO HARD!"

"Aight..."

The wife dismounted her husband and lay there on the bed, her legs thrown open, tapping her pussy, beckoning him to come over to her. Juan handed the camera to her man and got between her legs. He was so excited, his hand was shaking and it took him about a couple of seconds to push the head of his dick between her pretty pussy lips. It was breathtaking!

The wife wrapped her legs over the back of his waist and Juan went on giving her all the good dick he had and she went on moaning into his ear, urging him to go on fucking her pussy harder! Her husband now had the camera in his hand and hovered around them with the camera's eye trained on them. Juan changed positions after about ten minutes of being on top of her and this time she mounted him, her back facing him. She went into a kneeling position and her husband came and leaned above him, focusing the camera on his wife's phat ass as it went up and down on Juan's dick, all the way down to his balls.

"That pussy good, ain't it?"

Juan could barely respond with a coherent answer as he nodded furiously. It wasn't long before Juan busted his load deep inside the wife's dripping wet pussy. Her hubby was ecstatic, like that was what he'd been waiting for. His wife lay on her back and her hubby returned the camera to him. Juan filmed as the husband leaned his head between her legs and licked his cum off her pussy; she pressed his head down deeper, told him to lick up everything, which Juan eagerly watched him do.

Juan filmed as they changed positions, this time her man hammered her pussy from behind while Juan stood before her, as her mouth began sucking on his dick. As she started to deep throat him, Juan nearly dropped the camera as he began cumming down her throat uncontrollably. She made sure she swallowed every drop of him. He stood back as he recovered and continued filming as the wife began to convulse and squirt all over her husband's dick. Not able to hold back any longer, he pulled out of her and groaned as hot streams of cum shot all over her back and ass.

Handing the camera back to the husband, Juan bid both of them goodnight and returned to his room. That night, his sleep was smooth and dreamless. He knew he'd be back in the director's chair again real soon...

Back In 20! - An Erotic Tale...

Back In 20! - An Erotic Tale...

He used to come into the store where I worked as a counter girl, selling cigarettes and lottery tickets to the lower class masses. Each weekday, he would come in and do the pop run, every day drinks for the crew, a slurpie and cigarettes for himself. His name was Nate, so the name on his coverall's told me. He worked in a body shop up the road and each day he would come in, wearing the same overalls, unzipped to just below his collar bone, and I could see a little dark chest hair peeking out from underneath. I would drive myself to distraction, imagining what lay beneath those dark, grey-blue overalls with the embroidered name tag. Nate. Nate. Nate. He was slightly built but toned, his forearms muscled beneath the rolled-up sleeves of the overalls. He had short, neatly brushed hair, sexy hazel eyes and a dimpled smile. A gorgeous specimen, but to see his demeanor, one would have to wonder if he was aware of the intense sensuality that emanated from him every time he walked through the door of the convenience store.

I married young, and my husband and I had been virgins when we met. I had no complaints concerning our sex life, but in all fairness, I had nothing to compare it to. Although I remained faithful in the flesh, my afternoons spent scanning magazines and stocking inventory were haunted by the image of Nate's dimpled grin, twinkling eyes and firm ass beneath the blue overalls. My heart would race each day at 3:00 when he would walk in, and I could feel myself dampen as I watched him walk towards the big red cooler at the back of the store, with just the slightest suggestion of a swagger. I'd struggle to make small talk as he paid for his purchases, but would stumble on my words when faced with those piercing eyes and disarming smile. I would spend a great portion of my afternoon contemplating my suspicions that beneath the blue overalls that showcased his slight but muscular build so well, was indeed nothing more than the skin he was born in.

The time came that my husband left me. Although I had remained faithful (physically anyway) he had kept no such promise, and went seeking greener pastures. I was devastated. However in the months that followed, I found myself possessing a renewed vigor as I picked up the pieces of my broken life. My libido, which had waned greatly as I turned inward and mourned my marriage as well as my faith in mankind, one day reappeared with a vengeance. It had been the day I signed my final divorce papers. I was still working at the store but had made plans to attend University in the fall. Feeling bold and empowered from surviving such an ordeal as I had, when I heard the bell above the door jingle at 3:00 that day, and I once again felt the familiar tingle in my stomach, I knew what the fuck I had to do. I needed dick...and Nate was going to give it to me. "Operation: Get Dick" had commenced!

It was late August, so I didn't expect the usual rush of high school students that were a regular occurrence during the rest of the year. During the day, my boss demanded that the vertical blinds be drawn so the store would stay cool and the chocolate bars wouldn't melt. I grabbed a pitcher used for watering the many plants in the little store, and began watering the plants near the door. Concealed in my hand was a post-it, with the words "Back in 20!" hastily scrawled across in black marker. Casually I kicked the doorstop away and let the glass door swing shut, turning the lock so it bolted with a subtle 'click', and affixed my little sign to the door without delay.

I sauntered towards the big red cooler with the flickering Coke banner across the top. He was bent slightly, reaching towards the back of the freshly-stocked fridge for the bottles that had already had time to cooler. I approached him from behind and when he stood up, my reflection stared intently at him, with wet lips and heavy-lidded eyes. He must have figure out my intention, because I saw a slow smile creep across his face reflected in the cold, misty glass.

Turning towards me, bottles of pop in hand, he raised an eyebrow and nodded his head towards the locked door and drawn blinds. I felt I should say something at that moment.

"Hi, " I said, in a whisper, taking the bottles from his hand and placing them haphazardly on a nearby shelving unit. My voice bore the slightest quiver, as I was still unsure whether my advances would be welcomed. Stepping closer, I traced a finger down his collarbone, to where the teeth of the shiny silver zipper intertwined. I saw his Adam's apple bob once and his stiff posture told me that he too was unsure, but he did not move away. He glanced around nervously, then his gaze met mine. Staring deep into the hazel brown of his eyes, I cocked my head slightly as if to say 'Well?' He seemed to relax, ever so slightly, and rising on my feet, I grazed my lips against his face, just barely touching the corner of his mouth. The scratch of his five o-clock shadow felt delicious, like relieving an itch that couldn't be reached. Holding my position, lips hovering millimeters from his skin, he finally turned his head, and running his hands into my hair, he kissed me with such force that my knees began to buckle beneath me. Returning the kiss, my tongue searched aggressively for his. I ran my arms up around his neck as we turned around and he pinned me against the cooler door. As I tasted his warm breath, I breathed in the scent of Axe intermingled with the slightest odor of motor oil.

Running his lips down my neck, He reached under my ass and hoisted me up for better leverage. Pressed against the cooler, it was at this time that I felt my shirt become untucked from my pants, and ride up my back. The chill of the condensation against my heated flesh sent chills down my spine, and I shivered, enjoying the sensation.

The delicious chill of the door on my skin was not to last however. Before I knew it, I was being carried into the dark stock room near the back of the store. We pushed through the door marked "Employees Only" and there in the dark, he hoisted me up onto the dusty shelf, between cases of warm Pepsi, and stacks of candy boxes. It was pitch dark in the little room, just a sliver of light coming from the crack of the door that had swung shut, but not quite, behind us. My eyes adjusted to the dim, and I could hear my own labored breathing, and the faintest sound of skin on denim, as he ran his hands up and down my thighs, pulling my knees away from each other. His thumb ran a trail up the seam of my pants, from where my ass met the dusty wood, up over my crotch to where the zipper of my jeans began. The flesh beneath his touch throbbed, and I could feel the dampness run into the fabric of my underpants.

Tentatively reaching out in the darkness, I saw the glint of the zipper of the overalls. Tugging at the zipper, I pulled it down, my fingers brushing the soft hair that ran down his chest to the hollow of his stomach. My daily suspicions were confirmed when he shrugged and let the overalls fall away. I ran my hands down, down, down, over his shoulders, across the lean but muscular chest, and finally grasping the ass I had spent countless afternoons admiring and fantasizing over, which was now naked before me, although I could not see, only feel. Taking my wrists, he brought them around to the front and guided my hand to his dick, fully erect, and hot to the touch. I gasped in shock when I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, to find my thumb barely overlapping the tips of my fingers.

I let go, and grasping the back of his head, fingers entangled as much as possible in such short hair, I pulled him down on top of me and kissed him again, with all the intensity that had built itself up there in the darkness of the storage room. His hands fumbled for my zipper, and a hand slid inside my underwear. My clit, screaming for attention, throbbed as he played with it and when he touched me, I thought I would come then and there. I lifted my bottom slightly off the wooden shelf, and his fingers scraped my thighs as he yanked my jeans and panties down to my knees... I kicked off my sandals and the pants followed shortly. Feverishly I had unbuttoned the drab blue work shirt, and he pulled it down off my shoulders revealing my lacy black bra. With a snap and a flourish he undid the front clasp of my bra and took my breasts into each hand, bringing them together before placing his face into my cleavage.

When he began to suck and nibble at my nipples, first one, then the other the throbbing intensified and a brought my hand down and began fingering myself. My fingers were slick with juice, and he took my hand and sucked each finger clean, one by one. I kissed him again, wanting to taste myself on his lips and tongue. Reaching down, I ran my hand over his rock hard shaft, and sensing that some time had already passed, I pulled away and lay back on the shelf. He hoisted himself up until he was on top of me, and in one swift move, he was inside of me. The shock reverberated through my body and I gasped.

With slow, even movements, he was inside of me, his dick sliding and throbbing, the pace increasing with each thrust. My vaginal muscles tightening, I gripped him, and wrapping my legs around his waist, I invited him to go as deep as he could. I could feel the fullness in my abdomen as my body took his entire length and his movements became more frenzied. "Oooooh, I been wanting this so long boy. Mmmmmm. Fuck me just like dat." I was oblivious to the dust and the hard wood beneath me, feeling only the thickness of the dick inside me, his hot mouth on my neck and breasts, his fingers exploring, one hand tweaking and caressing my left nipple, the other stroking my already swollen clit. And rumbling below all this, I felt the orgasm building up from my thighs up through to my stomach and with a muffled cry, I bit into his shoulder as my body convulsed with each wave of passion that tore through me.

He groaned in release and collapsed on top of me. Knowing that well over 10 minutes had passed, I whispered that he was great and for him to get up, as I had to re-open the store. Pulling my panties up over my cum-soaked pussy, I knew for the rest of the day I'd feel him inside me. Replacing my bra and work shirt, I fumbled in the dark for my jeans that lay discarded in the corner. In the dim light, he quickly pulled the overalls back on. No longer would I wonder about the mysteries held within.

Unlocking the door I was relieve to see no one waiting. I rang up Nate's purchases, told him "Please cum again!" and with that, he was gone. I sat back behind the counter, and sighed. With a satisfied smile on my face, I reached down and hit eject on the security camera VCR, thinking I may need this for later. That smile stayed plastered on my face for the remainder of the day...knowing that I'd see him tomorrow at 3:00.

The Control Freak - An Erotic Tale...

The Control Freak - An Erotic Tale...

"I want you butt naked in the hall, on all fours so the 1st thing I c is ur pussy..."

I re-read the text message and shivered with delicious apprehension. Knees digging into the cold oak floor of the hallway, I obediently kept my position, waiting on his arrival. Fabulously filthy thoughts floated around in my head as the cold draft from the corridor outside swept under the flat door to meet my naked pussy, shaved immaculately smooth as he instructed, and already moistening at the idea of what was to come.

He told me that once he arrived, I was not to look him in the eye and not to talk to him unless he requested it. I was his slave, his fuck-toy, his slut for the evening. He's definitely a control freak...but I like it. It's exciting. I never quite know what to expect, but I knew that with him, I was in for a night of hard, uninhibited fucking. Just when I thought I couldn't wait any longer...

Footsteps...

The sound of the key in the door sent an electric jolt through me, my nipples immediately hardening in exquisite tension and anticipation. I forced myself not to look at him, fearing the punishment if I did, seeing instead in my mind's eye every contour of his body, his deep brown eyes, short black hair and muscular, athletic frame.

He didn't speak a word to me, instead, my whole body trembled as I felt his hands, cold against my hot skin, roughly caress and slap my ass. Without ceremony, I felt his tongue lick from my dampening pussy up to my asshole, making me exhale loudly and sink down onto my elbows in delight.

"You're a horny little bitch, aren't you," he breathed, working a finger around my clit before pushing it inside me, right to the knuckle in one swift movement, making me moan in surprised pleasure. My pussy tightened around his teasing finger, trying to draw it deeper inside me, my ass backing up to meet his gifted tongue to encourage him to lick me some more.

I wasn't prepared for the sharp slap across my backside. "No, you little whore. I'm controlling this shit," he said, pulling his finger out of my dripping wet pussy. The bass in his voice and his swearing excited me more as he pulled me up by the shoulders.

"Now be a good little bitch, and suck this dick."

He stepped in front of me and for the first time in the evening I saw him, dark eyes flashing with the excitement of being in control; his dick straining to get out of his jeans. I slowly unbuttoned his fly, brazenly exposed to his watching eyes as he reached down to pinch my nipples. Easing his jeans downwards, I hungrily eyed his rapidly hardening dick, before teasingly running my tongue gently around the head.

He groaned in ecstasy as I pulled his dick deep into my mouth, determined to take as much of him as I possibly could, flicking my tongue back and forth across the underside of his shaft. I felt the almost painful twist of his fingers into my long dark hair as he repeatedly fucked my mouth, making me almost gag on his length, eyes watering as I struggled to accommodate his entire dick.

"Get your ass on that bed," he commanded, abruptly pulling back and wiping the tears from my cheeks.

I staggered to my feet and followed him to my bedroom, where he wordlessly motioned me to lie on my back on the bed. I settled back against the pillows and looked at him for further instruction.

"Show me how you were touching yourself last night when you were texting me," he said.

Obediently, I spread my legs and started to rub and stroke my sensitive clit, before delving two fingers deep into my burning hot wetness. He stood at the end of the bed, watching me intently, and stroked his hard dick to the same rhythm as I worked my fingers in and out. "You're my little toy, you don't cum until I say you can," he warned, and I whimpered my compliance as the sound of my own fingers squelching in my pussy filled the room.

"Didn't you mention using a toy last night as well?" he prompted, nodding towards my bedside table.

I nodded and without further instruction, sucked my rabbit vibrator into my mouth before pushing it hard into my waiting cunt.

"Goddamn, that shit look good," he whispered, coming closer, stroking his dick and stripping off his t-shirt so he was gloriously naked by my bed, the sight of his toned body turning me on even more. "I love seeing you naked, you look so fuckin' good lying there pounding your pussy."

I turned up the speed on the vibrator and pumped myself hard with the thick blue rubber toy.

"You bout to cum for me?" he whispered, looking me in the eye and leaning over me.

I nodded breathlessly, painfully close to orgasm.

"Cum for me, then, like the horny little bitch you are."

He leaned forward, pushing his finger into my open mouth, before sliding it into my tight asshole as the combination of sensations rapidly got me off. I cried out as I clenched tightly around the rabbit and his finger, my pussy and ass contracting and spasming wildly as I came.

Gently, urgently, he removed the vibe from my grasp as I was still shaking in the aftermath of my orgasm, and rolled a Magnum down his hard shaft. As though I weighed little more than the clothes he'd thrown on my floor, he flipped me over doggy style and thrust his dick deep into my soaking wet pussy.

I cried out as he sunk all the way into me, his balls nestling against my clit, his hands reaching forward to grab my titties as he started to pound me hard from behind.

Slamming his body into mine again and again, I felt my knees start to give way from sheer lust as he plowed into me, over and over, his balls slapping my pussy and his breath on my shoulder. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, whispering obscenities in my ear, that I was his, my pussy belonged to him and that he had been saving all his cum for me for the past few days.

My pulse rushed in my ears as I worked his dick with my pussy, gripping him tightly as he pushed in, making sure that he could feel me tightening around him. I arched my back, pushing back against him with each stroke so that I could get him as deep inside me as possible.

I felt a drop of his sweat run off his forehead and land right between my shoulders as we fucked, animalistic and frenzied, the smell of sex and our mingled sweat heavy in the air.

"I'm bout to cum for you girl! OH FUCK!"

After a few more hard thrusts, he pulled out of me, leaving me feeling suddenly empty. I felt the hot shower of his cum as he ripped off the condom and released his load over my back. I groaned with delight as I felt the hot liquid start to run down my back towards my ass, and collapsed onto my side on my bed.

Still breathing hard, he got up, gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead and was gone. No intimate cuddling afterwards or words of affection...But I guess that's just normal, when you're fucking your mom's boyfriend. It's been going on for six months now, but please don't judge me. No one gets hurt as long as she never finds out... right?

A Wife's Needs [Part 1] - An Erotic Tale...

A Wife's Needs [Part 1] - An Erotic Tale...

Kim placed Marvin's breakfast on the table. Her handsome husband smiled up at her and said, "Looks good. Thanks boo, love you."

"I love you too Marvin. This is a day to celebrate. You're getting better, going back to work and soon our lives will be back to normal."

"Yeah. I'm really feeling good. I'm feeling my strength coming back. In just a couple of more weeks we'll really be able to celebrate! I can't wait to make love to you again, Kim."

"Oh God Marvin, I can't wait either. It's been sooo long!"

Kim had been over three months without sex, and it was really beginning to get to her. It was three months earlier when her husband Marvin had been diagnosed with testicular cancer and due to the surgery and treatments they still weren't able to resume their sex lives.

Soon she thought, the doctors said that soon things would be getting back to normal. It seemed as if the treatments had been successful, the cancer seemed to be gone and Marvin was making a great recovery. Soon she wouldn't have to be without sex. She missed that regular lovemaking. In fact the lack of sex was driving her crazy, she hated to go without it.

"It's going to really be great when Doctor Worthington gives you the clearance."

"I know honey. I'm really looking forward to it. By the way, Ricky is supposed to drop by today to replace the garbage disposal. He said he'd be around sometime after ten."

Kim looked at Marvin and smiled, "Your brother is such a sweetheart. He has been a big help to us since you got sick, taking care of things around the house."

Marvin laughed. "Kim, he's great. I'm just sorry that his marriage didn't work out. Of course it's probably for the better, Gina was such a bitch to him."

"You can say that again. Good riddance, besides, I'm sure that as cute and funny as he is he'll have all kinds of women to choose from when he's ready."

"I think the reason he helps out so much is so he can check out his sexy sister-in-law!", Marvin teased.

"Marvin! You shouldn't say such things! Ricky is a good guy, he's been a big help to us."

"I'm only teasing. But you are one hell of a woman!", he said as he stood up, "I gotta go so I won't be late my first day back to work."

Marvin kissed Kim and left for work.

At five minutes after ten the doorbell rang and Kim hurried to the foyer to answer it. When she opened the door Ricky stood there smiling at her. She smiles back, "Hi Ricky. Thanks for coming over and taking care of that disposal for us."

"Hey Kim. No problem. Families take care of each other, you know?"

Ricky couldn't resist checking out his sexy 5'8" raven haired sister-in-law. She was absolutely gorgeous. Kim had a beautiful slender body and she kept it that way from working out a lot. She weighed around 140 pounds. It was her firm, well-toned body with those huge titties that always caught his eye every time he saw her. She had a phat heart shaped ass, the kind you just want to grab every time you walked by her and her legs were long and toned. Kim was wearing a tight pair of jeans with a tight, silky, white button up blouse that was a little too tight, which made her blouse gap open between some of the buttons exposing some cleavage.

Kim looked at him and gave him a knowing smile.

Busted! "Shit..." Ricky said to himself as he saw her catch him staring at her body. He smiled nervously.

"Hmmm..." Kim thought. "Maybe Marvin was right about Ricky checking me out."

"Would you like something to drink before you get started?" Kim asked. As she talked with Ricky Kim found she was mentally undressing him, it was so embarrassing, yet she couldn't seem to help herself. It had been just too long since she'd had sex. To her embarrassment, her eyes kept drifting to the enticing bulge in her brother-in-laws tight jeans.

"Damn!", Ricky thought, "She's lookin' at my dick. She's never done that before. I wonder if she's had any kind of dick since Marvin got sick? I wonder..."

"Sure, I'd like a nice cool one. It's going to turn into a really hot one today." He replied and followed Kim into the kitchen where she took two long necks out of the fridge and popped them open handing one to Ricky.

"Let's talk in the living room, Kim."

They went into the living room and sat down on the couch, drank their beer and made small talk. Kim had always enjoyed talking with her brother-in-law; he was so easy to talk to. Finally Ricky asked her, "Something's on your mind Kim. What is it?"

"What's what? " Kim replied, blushing.

"Aha," he grinned, "I knew it! There is something on your mind, all right. You're blushing. What are you blushing about? You can tell good old Pretty Ricky."

Oh, no, she couldn't. How could she tell her husband's brother that she'd been constantly horny for the past three months and it was just getting worse? No way!

"Thanks, Ricky," she sighed, "but it's pretty private. Personal. I don't think I'd be comfortable discussing it with you."

"Remember what I told you earlier, families take care of each other. If you need to talk about it I'm a great listener and I understand about these things."

"Yeah, right. And what would those things be?" Kim asked nervously.

Ricky said gently, "I know you're horny, Kim. You've got to be horny after three months. I remember how bad it was after my divorce. When you're used to getting dick and suddenly it's gone, you really miss it."

"Ricky!" Kim gasped, "You shouldn't be talking to me like that. I'm your brother's wife."

"Yeah, you are and that's even more reason to talk about it with you. You're family and you need to talk about it. Get it in the open so you can deal with it. Don't let it get to the point where the situation gets so bad that you wind-up making a mistake with some stranger."

"That would never happen!" she protested.

He cupped her chin and forced her to look at him and she dropped her eyes guiltily like a little schoolgirl and blushed even harder. Ricky laughed.

"Come on, Kim," he said, "you gotta share it with somebody."

Kim realized that she was beginning to get very excited from the attention Ricky was giving her and all of this talk about sex. Sex that she wasn't getting! She felt her pussy getting hot. Hot, sticky cream leaked from her neglected cunt, moistening the crotch of her panties. All of a sudden her own brother-in-law was getting her turned-on! Kim was ready to scream with her suppressed horniness.

"Oh, my God," she thought, "what's wrong with me?" Of course she knew what was wrong...She needed to have her horny pussy fucked desperately.

Kim turned to Ricky to tell him they should change the subject but at that moment her brother-in-law planted his mouth on hers and kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth. Kim was completely taken off guard. She felt her heart pounding and she began sweating from her horniness.

She sank back into the couch, and returned his kiss. Her mind kept telling her it was wrong, it was cheating but her body didn't give a damn. Her body wanted to feel a man's touch, and she was so fucking horny and aroused at the moment, it didn't matter whose.

A sudden surge of guilt roused Kim from her lustful surrender. She knew that if she didn't get away from her handsome brother-in-law in the next few seconds, she'd lose her self-control completely. The consequences of that could be disastrous for them both. With every ounce of willpower Kim wrenched her face away from Ricky's.

"Ricky, this is totally wrong. We mustn't do this," she stammered.

"How come?" he grinned.

"I'm you brother's wife; we shouldn't be doing this! It could really ruin all of our relationships."

"I'm trying to help you get some satisfaction. I just want to help you solve your little horniness problem. I just don't see what's so awful about it?" As he talked, Ricky started lightly stroking her enormous tits through her shirt. Kim lay slumped against the back of the couch, breathing hard, trying desperately to control herself.

His hands closed over her tits and started squeezing. She flushed with guilt as she felt a shameful fleeting desire to press her satin-smooth quivering flesh mounds more solidly into her husband's brothers' excitedly sweating palm. To her horror, she felt a tingle in her pussy right away as surges of hot lust flashed through her. FUCK! If she hadn't have been without sex for so long, she wouldn't be so dangerously horny right now. As Ricky's hard, manly body pressed up against her. She felt his hard dick throbbing on her thigh and she felt her pussy getting hot and creamy and swollen.

She tried not to think about the hard, satisfying dick pressed against her thigh but instead concentrated on his fingertips rubbing lightly over her painfully erect nipples under her shirt, he stopping occasionally to pinch each one to an even more stinging hardness and causing a series of ripples of fantastic sensations to dance freely through her alerted nerves straight to her pulsing, horny pussy each time he did it.

"Ricky, no," she cried desperately, "I told you... we can't do this... it just ain't right."

Ricky ignored her and unbuttoned her blouse exposing her titties still encased in the sexy white lacy bra. He reach around her an expertly released the bra hooks freeing her huge milk chocolate tits. Kim's 38DD breasts had large silver dollar sized auréoles with dark brown colored, long eraser like nipples that were well extended due to her excitement.

Kim gasped and tried to cover her naked tits, but Ricky caught her wrists and forced her arms down. He dipped his head low and sucked his sister-in-law's left nipple into his hot hungry mouth. He nursed like a baby on her huge, chocolatey-brown titties, sucking one stiff nipple deeply between his lips and then the other. Kim groaned with pleasure, cupping his head, letting him slurp on her breasts, feeling the sheer pleasure of his sucking go straight into her pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" Kim whimpered, the need in her pussy growing stronger by the second.

Hot juice welled from her pussy, soaking through her panties and jeans. Her nipples had always been extremely erogenous, and Ricky's hot juicy lips felt wonderful as he moved back and forth between the two sensitive buds, sucking them into stiffness. Even as Kim tried to wriggle free her pussy was moistening with arousal.

Kim knew that when Ricky began something he finished what he started. He always did. He wasn't going to give up until he made love to her, and that meant he wouldn't rest till they'd gone all the way. Kim wondered what she could possibly offer him to change his mind. As achingly horny as she was, she still wasn't ready to fuck her husband's brother.

"Come on, Kim." he said. "You're horny, and so am I. I think we should just take care of each other."

"But I'm married," Kim answered hoarsely. "Oh, God, Ricky, please don't push me any further. I...just can't. I'm not ready for this!"

"Yes you are," he leered, sliding a hand up between her legs.

He just thrust his hand against her pussy-soaked crotch and started rubbing her pussy-mound in a good steady rhythm. She needed to stop this but she couldn't resist him. He squeezed faster, harder, and she slumped back against the couch and moaned in total submission.

"Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh!" she sobbed.

"See Kim, let me get you off," he said hoarsely. "You gonna feel so much better."

She was already feeling better. Kim was practically screaming with the need to cum. Maybe if she permitted him to rub her pussy just this once, if she let him get her off she could think clearly again. And besides, he was just rubbing her through her jeans. That wasn't so serious. It really wasn't cheating, or so the frantically horny housewife told herself. Ricky's hand felt absolutely fantastic. Unconsciously, Kim began humping her hips against his hand as she rocketed toward that desperately needed climax.

Ricky watched his sister-in-law's lust-contorted face as he brought her to climax. Even through her jeans and panties he could feel the scorching heat and helpless wetness of her neglected pussy. Her swollen pussy was actually throbbing through her clothes as he squeezed her and nursed on her breasts. Suddenly her whole body stiffened and shuddered. Her eyes were shut tight, and her face was a mask of pure lust as a violent orgasm exploded in her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh, God, Ahhhhhhh! I'm cummmmminnn...so good...so gooooooodddddd!" she wailed.

Her body convulsed as Kim ground her soaked crotch against his squeezing hand, her titties jiggled and bounced. She went on whimpering and sobbing with joy as the intense climax ripped through her body. Ricky damned near came in his jeans. He knew now that it wasn't going to be as difficult as he'd first thought to seduce his brother's horny wife. He wouldn't rest till he'd gotten his dick into her hot, tight pussy.

"Ahhhhhhh!" she moaned, as her thighs tightened around his softly squeezing hand.

Her climax spun itself out at last and Kim opened her eyes and looked at her husband's brother, blushing. He didn't say anything right away he simply looked at her, his eyes gleaming with an undisguised lust.

Ricky reached for the zipper to her jeans and tugged it open. He grasped the jeans and started pulling them down. He was much stronger than Kim, and no matter how she struggled she couldn't stop him for long. He whisked off her jeans and tossed them aside, leaving her naked except for her skimpy bikini panties.

Ricky could see the effect he was having on Kim, her parted cherry lips and half closed eyes, the whole front of her panties soaked with her juices. He trailed his finger down the length of her slit and pushed against the fabric feeling her fever-hot pussy through the thin, wet silk. She gulped and spread her legs for him.

Kim trembled with lust as Ricky's fingertip entered her pussy taking the thin material with it. She wasn't doing anything wrong, she reasoned, she still had her panties on, besides she could always stop. His finger was pushing in further. It hurt a little as it dragged the material at her pussy lips; but when it slid across her swollen clit she had to bite her lip to stop from crying out.

Ricky had begun a soft rhythm of gently fucking her with his panty-clad finger and the squishing noise of sex filled the room as the housewife's juices began to flow. Kim shivered again as Ricky's fingers caressed her, rubbing the damp fabric into her drooling pussy. He could surely feel how wet she was. Pleasure flashed through her pelvis and Kim creamed helplessly, the hot liquid soaking right through her panties and moistening his hand.

"Do you like it, Kim?" Ricky asked hoarsely as he squeezed her pussy. "You like this?"

"Yes, Ricky," Kim gurgled, "It feels so good."

"We both know something that would feel even better, though," Ricky leered.

Kim reddened and said, "Forget it, Ricky, I'm not going to fuck you. I can't cheat on Marvin."

"Um, I meant with my tongue, Kim," he lied. "I just thought you'd like it more if I got you off by sucking on your clit."

"No Ricky, I don't think we should go that far." Kim could see how far out of control the situation was getting and was about to stand up to stop Ricky when something happened to break her resolve. Every faithful wife has a breaking point. It's the point of no return at which she will turn away from her wedding vows and readily allow another man to fuck her.

"No, oh... Ricky, we have to stop," she said unconvincingly, "we really shouldn't be doing this. It's not right." Kim had decided that she would let him have a few more thrusts and then they had to stop. Suddenly the flimsy fabric of her panties was nudged aside and Ricky plunged three fingers deep into her sex-deprived pussy. The penetration did her in.

He then slipped his free hand down inside her moist panties. Now he cupped her naked pussy, squeezing and releasing in a deliciously satisfying rhythm. Kim's quivering pussy filled his palm with thick molten pussy-juice. She simply couldn't resist the pleasure. Digging her nails into the couch, she began to pump her hips up at him in a helpless, needful fucking motion.

"I figured you'd like that better, Kim!" Ricky grinned lewdly.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessss!" Kim moaned.

Ricky was fingering her hot, juicy pussy faster and faster, working her into a frenzy of passion. Her hips were pumping and writhing, she was clawing the couch. Her pretty features were contorted with lust. She was close to forgetting all her reservations and maybe that was why she didn't protest when Ricky used his free hand to slip off her panties and toss them away out of reach.

"OHHHH, God!", she cried as she bucked and writhed and jerked her naked hips in a helpless fucking motion.

She pumped her horny little pussy up and down on his fingers, grinding her clit against his hand, desperate for even more delicious sensations. Ricky thrust his stiff fingers hard and deep in her steaming, cream-filled pussy. He felt the inside of his sister-in-law's pussy, scalding hot, slick with her juices, and velvety smooth. Her pussy was really tight too, gripping and squeezing greedily at his fingers. Kim was wildly horny at this point.

She considered the situation she was in and rationalized a bit further. She wasn't really committing adultery was she? After all she was only letting Ricky finger-fuck her pussy. Surely she would be able to stop him before anything REALLY happened. Just a little while longer and she'd stop him. She couldn't get over how wonderful it felt having his fingers cramming, pistoning inside her pussy. Just a little while longer until he made her cum. She would let him finger her pussy until she came and then end it. She could never allow him to fuck her, no matter how much she secretly desired having his hard dick stretching out her pussy and soothing her fire. She just needed release!

"Now here's something I know you'll love, Kim," he said.

He stiffened his middle finger and plunged it into the little hole at the very center of his sister-in-law's pussy. He then bent it into a hook and began rubbing her g-spot. He twirled his fingertip around teasingly and Kim groaned with need. She jerked her hips up at him frantically, trying to impale herself on his finger.

"Oh, god, oh, please, please," she whimpered.

"Yeah, Kim, I'll do whatever you want," Ricky replied with a leer, "only you gotta tell me. Tell me exactly what you want Pretty Ricky to do."

Kim reddened. It was so outrageous for her to be telling her brother-in-law, in graphic terms, how to get her off. But she had to cum or she'd go crazy with lust. She swallowed her pride and forgot her principles. Nothing mattered except that urgently needed orgasm. She had to, no matter what the consequences!

"Stick your finger in me deep, Ricky." she whimpered, "deep in this pussy! Give me all of it!"

"You got it, baby", Ricky grinned.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!" Kim moaned.

She arched her back to take it, wanting his hard finger as deep as she could get it. She soaked it with thick, hot cream and the pearly liquid overflowed her pussy and ran down the crack of her ass onto the couch cushion. She whimpered with bliss as he shoved his finger all the way into her, grinding his palm against her sensitive clit.

"You got it now, Kim," he said hoarsely, "you got it all. Now what you want Pretty Ricky to do for you?"

He knew perfectly well, Kim realized, but he wanted to hear her say it. She had no choice. She had to have this orgasm. She was going out of her mind.

"Fuck me!" Kim wailed. "Fuck me with your big ass dick, boy!"

She had tried to contain her wild excitement as Ricky shoved his rock-hard dick into her and began fucking her in swift hard thrusts, but it was no use. She needed to be fucked so badly, needed to feel his dick as it deeply thrust into her pussy. She needed this.

She loved the feeling of having her brother-in-laws painfully swollen dick driving into her eagerly awaiting opening. She was proud of her gorgeous body and knew that it would make Ricky horny enough to give her the savage fucking she needed.

Kim gave up and went with her natural instincts, arching her body up to take Ricky's long, thick dick as deep as she could get it, jerking her hips to his rapid fucking rhythm. He relentlessly speared his huge, swollen shaft into the gushing depths of her pussy. Soon he was stuffing her pussy as fast and deep as he could, utterly reaming her with every sweet stroke of his dick. Her wet, bald pussy pulsed and spewed, gushing hot juices onto his dick, milking the belly-probing stiffness of his dick.

"Fuck this pussy, fuck this tight pussy harder!" Kim chanted.

Ricky looked down, watching his dick plowing in and out of his sister-in-law's wetness. His dick was covered with her moisture.

Kim's pussy now clung to her brother-in-law's stroking dick with a special tightness, nursing around every inch of the steel hard shaft. Her pussy was so ridiculously wet that she couldn't think of anything else but getting fucked. She needed a long, violent fucking now, so she could relieve herself with a long cum on her husband's brother's huge dick.

She threw her arms around him and clung to him, slamming her hips up against his, keeping her thighs wide open. She wanted to be fucked as deep and hard as possible. She wanted to be crammed with dick, fucked till she couldn't take another stroke. She was totally starved for dick, so starved that she was even prepared to forget the horror of her infidelity for the time being in order to enjoy the fucking she so desperately craved. Her body was writhing and jerking in perfect rhythm with his, and she was wailing her delight as he hammered his stiff dick into the depths of her deep, wet pussy.

"Fuck my wet pussy, fuck me!" Kim locked her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tight, gasping and squealing, fucking her in a frenzy of passion. "Harder! You've got me so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I'm going to cum! Fuck me God damn it! Fuck my pussy hard! I'm cumming! Yes! I'm fucking cumming!"

Ricky insolently slid his enormous dick out of her stretched, creamy pussy with a plopping sound leaving her pussy wanting more.

"NOOOOO!" Kim screamed. "Ricky! What...what you do that for? Unggh! Unnggh! Put it back in! Hurry! Please put it back in and fuck me! Please Ricky, I really need to cum!" She spread her legs wider and was thrusting her swollen, wet pussy hole at his dick trying in vain to get it back into her horny pussy. Her pussy was so wet and she wanted to be fucked so badly!

"I don't know Kim. I don't think that you really want this big dick."

His words excited the normally reserved housewife. "I'll do anything! I need you. I really need you to fuck me now, Ricky, please, fuck me." She begged. "Fuck me baby! Do whatever you want to do to me! Please Ricky, I'm on fire! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me!"

Her words were urging him to pound his dick into her juicy pussy. Taking a firm grip on her hips, Ricky started fucking into her harder and faster. Kim responded with wails of delight. He felt her clasping pussy soaking his dick with spurts of pussy juice. Kim moaned and began to hump her pussy onto his dick with eager little thrusts. He really began nailing his immense dick into her clinging, throbbing pussy and she started wiggling and humping like a bitch in heat, frantically fucking her tight, wet pussy onto his thrusting dick.

"That's it girl, back that pussy on this dick!"

Now Kim felt the cum welling up deep inside her, making her overflowing pussy suck even harder around his dick. She grimaced, her face contorting with raw fuck passion, twisting her head dazedly from side to side on the couch. Her pussy really began to suck and throb and she knew she was on the verge of a very violent and hard orgasm. Then she started screaming in a frenzy of need, abandoning all control as he feverishly pounded her stuffed pussy onto the hard shaft of his dick.

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, the juice nearly gushing out of the ravished slit, the bare lips throbbing with almost painful intensity around the entire shaft of Ricky's dick. He kept fucking her pussy as hard as he could and felt it almost sucking the cum right out of his balls. Watching Kim's intense orgasm was violently arousing and he kept fucking her through every second of it.

Ricky quickly pulled out of the sticky depths of her pussy and pointed his dick at her face. He was stroking the length of it, he could feel the cum about to explode out of his dick. Kim surprised him by opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

"Here it cums girl! I'm cummin'! FUCK! I'm cummin' in your muthafuckin' mouth! Take it bitch! Unnnnngggghhhhhhhh!" he yelled, flooding her mouth with a load of hot semen as his balls erupted. Hot streams of creamy cum lashed out of his dick, spraying onto Kim's tongue.

As they recovered she looked up at him and smiled. "Thanks Ricky. I needed that."

She hoped to God her husband would never find out.

TO BE CONTINUED...