Ann was overwhelmed. The feel of Joanna's fingers in her ass was at the same time both lewd and lovely. She felt possessed, as if she was being taken by a man, her ass fucked by fingers, her mind reeling.
'Don't move,' Joanna said.
Ann moaned. 'Whatever you want.' Joanna's finger stroked in and out of Ann's shithole. Ann squirmed and gasped. The sensation produced by Joanna's fingers was delicious.
Then Joanna said, 'I know about you and Charlie.'
Ann groaned and started coming again. 'He told me everything. I don't mind. I understand it. Have you had him in your ass?'
Ann's voice was weak. 'Yes.'
'Come now,' Joanna whispered. 'Come again.'
Ann came, shuddering and groaning as her body convulsed.
After that Joanna drew their bath.
CHAPTER SIX
Within a few days Joanna convinced her husband and sister-in-law they all ought to go out together. They had no more secrets between them. It seemed silly not to enjoy themselves.
Charlie was uncertain about it, but Joanna insisted. There was no problem with Ann. She remained as meek as ever, willing to do anything Joanna told her to do.
In the evening Joanna tingled with anticipation as she dressed in her bedroom. She sat on the bed pulling her nylons on and thinking about the three of them together. How lovely it was! In a short time so much had changed.
Charlie was subdued. Joanna was amused by his obvious discomfort. She suspected that when he confessed to her about fucking his sister he never expected that things would develop this way. The three of them. He also expected her to be angry about Ann and she wasn't. She even approved. That made Charlie feel guiltier than ever. Charlie was lovable in his guilt.
Tonight the three of them would have sex together for the first time. Joanna had it all planned. First drinks and dinner at a nice restaurant. Then a motel. Her pussy was wet with expectation.
She had been with Ann again yesterday. Her blonde sister-in-law had a delicious cunt, but Joanna had held herself back and forced Ann to do most of the sucking. Ann had sucked her juicy pussy for nearly an hour. Her asshole too. Ann's asshole was tender and sweet.
Maybe tonight she would see Charlie's cock in there. Charlie fucking his sister's tight little shithole. Joanna quivered with excitement and lust.
After she finished dressing, Joanna approached Charlie to straighten his tie. She slipped her hand to his crotch and squeezed his cock through his pants.
Charlie said, 'Are you sure you want to do this?'
'Of course I'm sure.'
'I don't understand why you're not angry about me and Ann.'
Joanna chuckled. 'I think it's lovely. Come on, Ann is waiting for us.'
The children would be left alone this evening. Joanna guessed they would probably fuck. She wondered what Ann would say if she knew that her son and daughter were lovers. Sooner or later Ann had to find out. Joanna decided it might be a good idea to tell Ann herself. That way she could continue to control things, continue to control Ann. She liked the way Ann sucked her pussy. The blonde sucked with enjoyment and that made it exciting.
In the car Ann sat between Charlie and Joanna. The women chatted about clothes as Charlie drove to the restaurant. Joanna mused how ordinary it seemed. Just her husband and his sister and herself out for the evening. No one could suspect what they had planned.
Joanna put her hand on Ann's thigh. She squeezed Ann's thigh through her dress. Then Joanna pulled the hem of Ann's dress back until the smooth skin above her stocking was exposed.
Ann protested, leaning over to whisper in Joanna's ear. 'Charlie will see. Please don't.'
'Don't worry about Charlie,' Joanna smiled. 'You don't mind, do you, Charlie?'
'Whatever you want,' Charlie said. His eyes were on Ann's lap, on Joanna's hand as it caressed the tender skin between Ann's thighs. His cock was stiff. His mind was filled with memories of fucking Ann. Hot memories of doing things to Ann he had never dreamed he would ever do to his sister. And Joanna. She was wonderful now. That morning he had sucked Joanna's hairless pussy while they were still in bed. Cuntjuice before orange juice. He was thrilled at the idea of making it with two women. His wife and his sister. It seemed like a dream.
Ann was apprehensive. She had never expected things would go this far. She seemed unable to control her impulses. Joanna dominated her. She felt compelled to do whatever Joanna asked her to do. It was frightening, but it was also exciting. She quivered in excitement. Her pussy was sopping. She was not wearing panties tonight and she was afraid her cuntjuice would soak through her dress and be visible from the back.
Joanna's hand felt wonderful between her thighs. But she needed cock, she really did. She adored sucking Joanna's cunt, adored the taste and the idea of submitting to Joanna. But her own cunt needed a thick cock and a pair of big balls loaded with jism. She loved Charlie's cock. Thinking about her brother's big thick cock made her tremble with longing. Now Joanna's fingers brushed her cuntlips and Ann moaned.
At last they arrived at the restaurant. After an hour of eating and drinking, everyone was in a pleasant mood.
Joanna slipped her hand under the table and squeezed Charlie's cock. She rubbed his fat cockhead through his pants. She had a sudden urge to suck his prick, but of course that would cause a riot in the restaurant. Instead of doing it, she thought about it. She imagined his juicy knob leaking cockjuice on her tongue. Her mouth watered. She remembered the feeling of having her lips stretched by his thick cockshaft. I'll come in my pants, she thought, I must stop this.
After dinner the two women went to the restaurant washroom together. Joanna simply ordered Ann to come with her and Ann obeyed. Joanna enjoyed dominating Ann. Ann obviously enjoyed being submissive. The arrangement was delicious. Joanna had never had such a thing with another woman and she found it intoxicating.
They were alone in the washroom. Joanna fondled Ann, running her hands over Ann's tits and ass, whispering in Ann's ear that Ann's body turned her on.
Joanna was delighted to discover that Ann wore no panties. She slid her hand under Ann's skirt and pushed two fingers into Ann's wet cunthole. Ann groaned and came, her body shuddering, her cunt spasming on Joanna's fingers.
When Joanna pulled her fingers out of Ann's cunt, she brought them to Ann's lips and made Ann suck her own cuntjuice. Joanna's finger moved in and out, of Ann's sucking mouth. Ann licked Joanna's fingers until they were clean.
Both women were hot and aroused. The small washroom was filled with the smell of pussy and cologne. They peed one after the other in the single booth and then returned to Charlie.
It was a short drive to the motel. The room was already reserved. Charlie and Joanna and Ann were nervous and excited, keyed up for this wild evening that would forever change their lives. They had a bottle of scotch and good music on a cassette player Charlie had brought along. They all knew the party would be wonderful.
After they warmed up a bit, after the blinds and drapes were closed and the world shut out, the women tantalized themselves and Charlie by doing a slow strip.
Their tits were uncovered first. There was no rush. They drank and amused each other with jokes and stories, and all the time Charlie had before him two pairs of luscious tits, his wife's and his sister's.
Joanna insisted they find out if Charlie could tell them apart with his eyes closed, with just his mouth. Charlie was certain he could do it.
They tied his tie around his eyes. Then each woman, first Joanna and then Ann, stuffed a nipple into his mouth and allowed him to suck a short time.
