vaginal lips, and mewling sensuously, she pulled her legs up and let them fall wide apart so that all of her glistening pink cuntal mound was spread obscenely open to her excited viewers. The black-haired bride's hands crawled down to the thinly hair-covered lips of her pussy and spread them slowly apart, her probing fingers working inside the moist rounded edges of her contracting vagina. Then she slipped her middle finger deep up inside the tiny wet hole of her pussy with a soft little sucking sound, a moaning sigh of pleasure purring from her parted lips.
Frozen wide-eyed to the couch, Suzie gasped in stunned, embarrassed disbelief at the obscene spectacle of her brother's wife finger-fucking herself in front of everybody. But her own corrupting husband had successfully turned his once-virginal sweetheart into a loose bundle of raw nerve-ends, incapable of controlling the sexual stimulus. And the lurid sight of Verna Halford Monroe masturbating on the floor filled Suzie with a warm, pulsing response she could feel all the way into the sensitive crevice between her legs despite her unwillingness to allow it. She could sense other small pinpricks of delicious sensation shooting through her breasts, and she labored for breath, squirming harder in a determined effort to overcome her wickedly mounting desires.
She felt Jim becoming more restless than ever, beside her on the couch, and he moved his other hand up to the buttons of her blouse. She tried to fight him, but his fingers were quick and nimble, and her thin summer blouse was opened down and away from her body before she had fully realized what was happening. Jim slid his hand along the golden-tan of her naked back and with a twist of his wrist, unsnapped her brassiere. His fingers cupped the naked mounds of flesh as they came free, lewdly squeezing the hardened nipples until a small sensation of pain brought a mewl of surprised pleasure from his bride's open mouth.
'Ohhhhhh,' Suzie moaned, almost unconsciously. She rotated her buttocks down harder against the cushions, only to discover that Jim's other hand had been just as busy! Now her husband was snaking his fingers obscenely under the thin elastic leg band of her panties, worming into the warm moist channel of her cunt! Was there no end to his madness? Did he want to… to make love to her right here in front of Verna and Carl?
Desperately she squirmed against his hand, holding her breath as her entire body quivered to the lewd impaling of her wetly welcoming vagina. She could feel her cuntal secretions flowing unwantedly over his palm as he held her panty crotchband aside and ground his middle finger deeper up into her flowering pussy-flesh. He slid gently over the tiny bud of her clitoris with his thumb, sending it springing to life again, just as he had only hours before in the hills. But then it had been different… at least then they had been alone, even if the other couple hadn't! Suzie jumped forward as his hand curled further under her buttocks, parting the soft, swollen lips of her vagina while it teasingly snaked its way further up inside the tight warm opening of her desire-inflamed cunt. Wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbed through her, paralyzing her as she felt her lecherous husband begin to draw her thin white panties down over the rounded cheeks of her buttocks. She struggled futilely, her every move only seeming to impale his gently thrusting middle finger deeper into the sensitive mouth of her vagina with searing tingles of sensation. A cool rush of air hit her exposed loins, and she suddenly flushed with shame… for now she realized that in her passionate jerkings, Jim had not only been able to worm her panties down, but had also slowly, patiently, worked her skirt open as well!
She was as naked as Verna was now – or at least, where it counted the most! Her blouse billowed open, spread wide by the firm, pointing mounds of her breasts, and her skirt and panties were bunched around her knees, ready to fall to the floor the moment she should stand up! Her buttocks were nakedly undulating on the couch, the blonde curly hair of her vaginal mound covered only by the lewdly erotic hand that was expanding her tight pink cuntal mouth! His maddening caresses on her naked breasts and the teasing rotations in her pussy were driving her out of her mind! And why should she fight her secretly yearning desires another instant? Jim had won… won again as he'd won that afternoon, and she might just as well submit to her traitorously betraying body and fuck and grovel alongside Verna on the carpet. What would Carl say if she did? Lord, the very debasing scandal of her brother watching her being fucked by Jim sent rockets of masochistic sensation shooting through her blood! She turned her attention back to Verna spread-leggedly fingering herself, waiting with nervous anticipation of her own ravaged emotions for what would happen next…
CHAPTER SIX
The black-haired bride of Carl Monroe had become possessed, and was now fucking three of her fingers up between her open thighs. Her eyes were clenched shut as she writhed on the floor beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable passion. The rapid rhythm drove moans of delight from deep in her throat as her fingers sank up into the tight quivering little circle of her cunt, making obscene wet slushing noises as she pushed them in and out. Her face was flushed as she strained for her climax… but her fingers were not enough. Her head rolled from side to side, her long black hair flying in her frustration.
'Ohhhhhh, I want more! I want more! Carl! Carl! Finish me! Finish my dance!'
Still the frantic Verna tried to satisfy herself, her slender hand beating a wild staccato against the wildly straining crevice of her buttocks, her moans faster and louder with each passing moment…
His brain screaming, her husband jumped to his feet. He wiped his hands against his pants, swallowing thickly, wondering if he could go through with it. He had once before… but that time, he hadn't known anybody was watching! If he did it this time, it would be with full intent and knowledge! He stared at his lewdly finger- fucking bride, remembering watching her on the couch last night as she'd relieved herself the same way with her fingers, and he blushed slightly at the guilty thought that it had been his own inability which had forced her to do it then. God… but could he help her now…?
'Go on, Carl, go on,' he heard Jim's urgent voice call from the couch. 'Go on and fuck my sister! Hell, your sister wants a bone thrown to her too, y'know!'
Carl, his eyes like saucers, glanced over his shoulder at the couple on the couch. 'You mean… you mean Suzie? We… we'll all do it together?'
'Well, look at her, you idiot! Doesn't she look ready enough?'
Damn but she did! The carnal sight of his all-but-naked twin sister aroused the blond husband to a fever pitch of excitement! She was mewling silently under the rocking, thrusting finger of her husband, molding her slender nubile body up against Jim's hands on her breasts and pussy, and shit! Shit, he wanted to see her get fucked too! He wanted to fuck Verna and watch his lovely sensual sister being fucked by Jim at the same time, and oh God, it was enough to make his head spin!
'Carrrrrlll…' came a lust-drunken voice from the floor, and once again he turned to stare at his voluptuous bride.
'There, you see? We're all primed and ready, Carl! Go get her!' Jim chuckled openly, his eyes glittering with depraved sensuality as he watched Carl shedding his clothes as fast as he could.
'I'm coming, baby!' Carl yelled at his wife. 'Just hold off, and I'll show you how to really dance hot!'
'Ohhhhhh, hurry lover!' Verna sighed. 'Hurry!'
Suzie, who had been keeping her eyes closed, heard the lewd conversation and the mingling gasps of excitement, and now she opened them wide in uncontrolled passion. She saw her naked brother kneeling lovingly between Verna's quivering thighs, laughing gleefully as he watched her masturbating close up. The lush dark growth of her pubic hair was soaked and gleaming in the firelight with her vagina secretions, and was obscenely spread back from the narrow, finger-filled slit of her soft pink vagina.
'Hey, wait for me, baby!' he said, arching over her now.
'Ohhhhh, fuck me! Fuck me!' Verna mewled pleadingly. She pulled her vaginal lips back with her fingertips so that her cuntal slit lay nakedly exposed and open to his throbbing cock. He hunched down over her, feeling the warm sheath of her hot cunt slip wetly along his sensitive shaft as his lust-enraged penis raced to her full depths of her belly, battering against her cervix. Verna gave a low, animal-like cry, pushing and shoving harder up against his loins, and uncontrollably, Carl reached under her and between her buttocks while he drove his skewering cock deeper up into her pliant cunt. He stretched the crevice of her buttocks, searching with his middle finger for the puckered little circle of her anus, a river of warm fluids running down her thighs and buttocks and moistening the tiny ring for him. He pushed hard, feeling it give, and then his finger slid in with a soft popping sound. She jumped upwards off the matting, squealing with the sudden pain of his entry.
'Aaaauuuggg!' she yelled. 'It hurts! It hurts but I love it in my ass! More! More!'
