He moaned on each thrust. He felt her cunt shrink down to Sharon's size and massage his length, a sloppy hole, yet firm, straight, stretching each time he thrust down into it. Then the fire in his balls exploded.
She shrieked, 'You're coming, darling! Shoot it into me!'
The bedsprings crashed as he banged away. His cock grew so long and hot that all strength was drained from the rest of his body. He was trembling all over, but his cock drove on and then the juice roared out of it, blasting into her.
He howled out his release. The whole works went, all his insides, splashing into the rolling steaminess of her hole.
Still she clung with arms and legs, with teeth fastened on his chin. She clung, still surging and milking the last drop from him.
At last she sagged down, panting loudly. Buddy slumped in her arms, feeling empty, drained, exhausted.
He seemed to fall asleep in her softening embrace.
Sharon drummed her fingers impatiently on the counter top.
Buddy and Nancy had been gone for an hour. Harve was not around. She dared not leave the room desk, yet she was on pins and needles, dying of curiosity. She had to find out.
The employees' lounge was the likeliest place for them to be. She hurried to it and crept into the central section.
Both doors were closed. She listened at the women's door. She heard faint sounds. Fisting the knob carefully, she turned it and opened the door a crack.
It was dark inside. She heard, 'Buddy, your cock is so huge! Oh, honey!'
Sharon almost laughed. It had worked. That was Nancy's voice, and bedsprings were crunching loudly. If Bud were to arrive now and catch Nancy fucking on duty… Yes, that would do it.
But Sharon frowned, thinking of Buddy's luscious, fat, pink cock buried in Nancy's cunt, a cock that today had driven her into an orgasmic frenzy.
She heard Buddy say, 'Your cunt is the best I ever got into!'
Sharon gritted her teeth. She was burning with jealousy. She closed the door and turned to the men's section. She entered. Harve was asleep there. She shook his leg.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes.
She said, 'You prick, making me do all the work! Get out there and take the desk while I make a tour.'
She hustled him out to the desk. Thinking rapidly now, she snatched a quickie key from a niche and dropped it into her dress pocket. It had been returned only a few minutes ago. Harve would think the unit was still in action.
She returned to the men's section of the lounge. Buddy's clothes were there. He would have to come for them. Leaving the door ajar, she waited.
Soon the facing door opened and Nancy slipped out, dressed, trying to smooth her tousled hair.
She paused and whispered back inside, 'Buddy, get dressed and leave the motel by the back way. I'll tell Sharon you left an hour ago. Understand?'
Then the girl left.
Sharon gathered up her brother's clothes and waited. In a moment she heard his bare feet pad toward her. She slipped out the door, placing a finger against her lips to indicate silence. She jerked her head toward the pool exit.
Buddy, wearing Harve's slingshot bathing suit, followed her.
She led him down the row of units to the one the quickie couple had vacated. She unlocked it, let him in, and made sure the blinds were down before she turned on the light.
The bedclothes were rumpled. A wet splotch stained the middle of the bed.
Buddy said, 'Sharon, you wouldn't believe how Nancy turned on! She said she had a big cunt nobody had ever really filled before…'
'That's enough about her,' Sharon snapped. She was eyeing his swimsuit pouch, stretched by bulging pink meat. She hated Nancy for having milked him out. He belonged to her.
She had to make him see Nancy as simply an easy fuck, to be used only when his sister indicated.
Sharon curled an arm behind her back, unzipped her dress and flicked off the bra hooks.
'Today you made my titties sore by sucking them too hard.'
She turned toward him, dropping her dress and bra, and kneaded her bulbous, rosy tits. She saw a quirky movement in his bathing suit.
'Here, feel how hot my breasts are.' She advanced on him and pressed them to his wide, plump, hairless chest.
'Are they hot because they're sore? Is that what happens?' She nuzzled his throat with wet kisses on it. She hugged him and swayed, rolling her meaty breasts on his chest.
Then she fingered down his belly into swimsuit, curling her fingers around the rising loop of his cock. Even soft it was such a luscious handful of meat.
He whispered, 'Sit, you don't want to…'
'Yes. Right now. Lie down on the bed.'
'But, Sis, I don't know if I can after banging Nancy…'
'I'll suck hard.'
She dragged him to the bed. He dropped on it. She jerked the tiny swimsuit down to his thighs, baring that wide ruff of blond pubic hair, from which his cock rose and hung in a half-hard arc. She fingered between his legs and scooped up his scrotum and squeezed his nuts.
Then she knelt over him, fisting his prick, and bent to it. She licked the big, soft head, then lipped it in, nibbling and sucking until she had the whole flab of meat in her mouth.
She felt a strange contentment. She loved her brother, and was jealous of any other woman who came near him. She had him now, his whole cock in her mouth. She slurped at it and soon it burgeoned, stiffening and growing out of her lips. She gazed at the thick prick slowly appearing, wet with her saliva.
She felt us hand slide under her skirt and tug at her panties.
She drew off his cock long enough to skin out of the nylon briefs. She knelt again and impaled her mouth on the growing prick. She sucked softly, drawing off the head on each pull.
He was fondling her pussylips. He said, 'Move over this way. I want to get a good look at your cunt.'
She knelt, following his guiding hand. At last she straddled him, legs wide apart, their bodies now in a sixty-nine position.
He said, 'Your split is open. The lips are shaped in a sort of oval. How do they get that way?'
Licking a fleck of white stuff from his glans, she said, 'Silly, they open the same way a cock hardens. I get excited and blood pumps into the two sets of lips, both the hairy ones outside and the slick ones inside, and into my clit. The clit lengthens like a cock but the lips force against themselves and this makes them open to form a ring.'
'Your ring looks awful big. And wet.'
He was stroking all about her twat. Her hips began to respond by surging liquidly.
He said, 'Let me lick it.'
She lowered herself and felt his tongue spear into her hole.
Groaning, she impaled her mouth on his cock and went all the way down, her nose against his scrotum. She rose and fell on it while his tongue washed about her cunt, between the inner and outer lips, under the clitoral hood, then swabbing her clit, which began firing waves of heat into her belly.
She lipped off his cock and rubbed the slippery loaf against her cheek. She raised a ball to her mouth and sucked it in while jerking his prick off.
It was rigid now, a thick, pink pillar. She tongued out the ball and licked from the stem up to the head, vining her tongue about it, kissing the tip, sucking that way, then yawning and swallowing it.
His hips were moving. He choked, 'Sis, you'll make me come!'
'Then come, honey! And don't stop lapping my cunt.'
She held the erect prick in both hands, lipping and kissing the head. His hips jerked and tossed. He was starting to fuck her mouth. She gave it long, slippery sucks, pulling off with each one, then shoving her gaping
