Family Bride | Chapter 6
The bedroom door and the wooden shutters at the windows were closed,
shutting off almost all light in the room. The one shaft of light,
streaming from the partially open bathroom door, fell across their
bodies, diagonally bisecting his abdomen and the lower part of her naked
thighs. If she didn’t think about it, Valerie could almost forget that
it was her husband’s brother she was fucking.
It’s not really incest, she had told herself as she had let herself be
pushed onto the unmade bed, because he’s not a blood relation. And I’m
almost divorced Jim, so he’s not even really my brother-in-law. When she
had helped him wedge the music teacher into her closet she had taken a
good look at Rich’s amused face. If it wasn’t for the differences in our
age, she had thought, we might have gotten together anyway. And when he
had stripped the housecoat from her body again, his knuckles grazing her
shivering tits, she had thought, If he wasn’t so crass, I might even do
all these nasty things willingly. The ex-Marine had shoved her onto the
bed and crawled after her, his muscled shoulders flexing like a tiger
about to spring. And she had looked at his steady eyes in the ray of
light from the bathroom door, her hands lifted to push against the
well-delineated outlines of his bronze, muscular chest. And she had
admitted to herself, If he wasn’t forcing me, I would even find him
attractive. If the circumstances were different, I could let him ball me
all day and do whatever strange things he wanted to do. I’d even lick
his ass again, I think.
But there were too many “ifs” involved. And her Irish- Catholic
upbringing repeatedly spoiled her attempted rationalizations. Rich was
her husband’s brother, and what she was doing was incestuous. Even when
she squirmed with the sinful pleasure of it, it was still wrong.
I just can’t think about it now, she told herself. I won’t think about
it. If I think about it now, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about it
tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. I’ll take a bath, and I’ll think about it
tomorrow. Tomorrow is time enough to think about the fires of that Irish
hell.
It was a different kind of heat she felt now, but it was real, and
therefore all the more intense. Straddling her brother- in-law’s thighs,
her knees pressed against the curves of his hipbone, Valerie felt his
long cock pulse hotly within her channel. During the year and a half of
her marriage, Jim had never allowed her to assume this kind of dominant
position. Now she found it all the more stimulating, for not only could
she exert the control to keep his fat log riding continuously against
her clitoris, but, for the first time in the perverted orgy, Rich had
permitted her to take the aggressive position. Although she realized she
was exaggerating her control, it increased her pleasure to imagine that
she was actually dominating this chauvinistic ex-Marine. During the
first few moments after she had wedged his fat hard-on into her slit,
she had ground her cunt down around him slowly, imagining herself as
some kind of sexual torturess with Rich as her helpless victim.
But now, as her brother-in-law began to thrust up beneath her, she was
less sure about who was the victim and who the torturer. In this
position his cock probed even deeper than it had before. And it was so
thick that it stuffed her completely, riding continually across her
clitoris. As the friction- stimulated temperature rose within her cunt
she seemed to lose more and more control of herself and she could feel
her cunt churning out more of its thick honey to lubricate the passage
of the huge cock lodged so firmly between her legs.
Rich slid his hand along the back of her thigh to clutch at her plump
white buttocks. His cock shot up into her so that she leaned forward
away from the shock of his penetration. Her smoky hair fell over his
face and he rose up a little from the pillow, his mouth welding itself
to her moist, unresisting lips. Valerie’s mouth was filled with his
churning tongue, just as her pussy was stuffed with his cock. She moaned
wantonly as the saliva from his mouth was spread over her lips, even as
the mucus secreted by her cunt was being massaged into her cunt by the
steady thrusting of his hard, hot cock.
When she backed away from his mouth, his cock drove even deeper into the
churning clasp of her cunt. She whimpered a little, but at the same time
began to thrust herself down over his burning cock. The long slick,
deliberate strokes of his cock caressed her clitoris, creating a
delicious itching throughout her entire body.
Then, without stopping his thrusts into her from below Rich lifted his
hands to her softly bouncing breasts. He cupped the firm mounds and
squeezed them firmly, feeling both nipples at once with his thumb and
index finger. They hardened instantly under his gentle pinch. It hurt
her a little, but she liked it. In the brief afterglow of the sensation,
she could feel her nipples hardening even more between the hard vise of
his fingers.
Lifting herself with her legs, she jerked away from his hand. She had
raised herself almost completely away from his hard-on and when she fell
back on it, her brother-in-law’s cock buckled at the middle in a brief
moment of agonizing pressure. Then the greased cylinder stiffened and
shot into her with even greater force than before.
“Unnngghh!” Valerie moaned. She grabbed him by the shoulders and swung
her head from side to side, her smoky hair flying.
When Rich made a particularly long thrust into her the itch within her
drooling pussy exploded instantly as the bloated head of his cock
stretched the inner lining of her cunt and plowed upward toward her
womb. The incredible depth of this stroke shocked her so much that she
had to fight for breath, her big tits bouncing wildly with the effort.
Her cunt clamped down around his prick with a strength that was almost
virginal, releasing its hold on his embedded cock only long enough for
him to start his retreat. Her buttocks rose from his thighs to
accommodate his thrusts and she ground her pussy down on him with a
savage intensity.
“Oh, God!” she gasped. “Oh, God!”
“You like it on top, huh?” Rich asked her.
“Unnggh!” she moaned, desperate to bring on the orgasm she felt building
within her fiery depths.
Without waiting for an intelligible reply, the muscular young man seized
her buttocks and lifted her until his cock had nearly oozed out of her
wet cunt. When he released her, she impaled herself once more by the
force of her own weight.
A low animal groan of lust rolled from her throat. The friction of his
swollen rod had been pleasant as it retreated along her clasping flesh,
but when his hot cock shot into her so unexpectedly Valerie groaned and
writhed on his upthurst tool as though she were losing her mind.
With some difficulty, Rich bent at the waist and began to chew at her
breasts. Like cream-filled balloons they buffeted either side of his
face. He sucked at one succulent nipple, then the other. Valerie leaned
forward and urged the soft flesh of her tits into his burning mouth,
still continuing to thrust her pussy down around the stretching
thickness of his erection. She had long since stopped wandering who was
the dominator and who the dominated. It didn’t matter any more. She felt
totally and mindlessly depraved. And she loved every minute of it.
Then Rich flopped back on the pillow, his strong fingers once again
clasping her buttocks. Up and down, again and again, he swung her.
Valerie slid on his greased rod with an increasing rapidity, her
movements blurring until it was all one motion and her groans had become
one long, continuous moan of animal lust.
When Rich let go of her with his hands, Valerie kept the fucking motion
going by herself, her cunt sucking voraciously on his shaft as she
pulled up, her labia forced inward as she ground herself down on his
plunger. Now that his hands were free, Rich caught her nipples between
his fingers and pinched them cruelly. But this stimulation only served
to bring her ever closer to the breaking pitch.
Valerie bucked against him with mounting vigor, thrusting herself down
on his cock so that his sliding foreskin rippled over her clitoris like
jellied fire. His fingers followed her reddened nipples no matter where
she was in her cycle of impalement, nipping and pinching the nubby pouts
as she drew herself up on his cock only to sink deeper and harder around
him again and again.
Her breath grew even more shallow. Her skin tingled as though the cells
in it were exploding like miniature electric fuses. She felt hot and
cold at the same time, and she-could feel the stinging perspiration
drying on her forehead as though she were going to faint. At the same
moment Rich began to hump up beneath her with an intensity that
threatened to throw her off completely.
“Rich! Rich!” she groaned, her voice almost unrecognizable. “I’m coming
again! I’m coming!”
Her brother-in-law sat up so suddenly that she fell over backward
between his legs. In seconds he had scrambled over her, holding her legs
over his shoulders, his hard cock still gripped by the slathering lips
of her cunt.
Without missing a stroke he continued to drive into her as her legs
locked around his neck. His hands sought wildly for a grip on her
shuddering tits, and his hard mouth slid desperately over her lips? her
chin, nose and eyes. His breath grew ragged as he pummeled into her.
“Unnh-unnh-unnh,” she moaned in time to his thrusts. Her hands clawed
wildly at his waist as his hard-on plunged hotly into her depths.
“Fuck, bitch, fuck!” he urged her, punctuating his words with a jarring
slam against her swollen labia.
Then, at the first splash of his scalding sperm against the walls of her
womb, the crest of Valerie’s second climax washed over her like a flood.
The foaming heat of his cum splashed and rolled into her, then back
along the pounding length of his throbbing cock. She could feel her
channel milking him again and again. She ground her head back into the
mattress and tried to scream to relieve the tension, but the cords of
her throat had become so taut that the only sound she made was a
horrible kind of gurgling gasp. Her arms shot out at her sides and she
grabbed onto the sheets, gripping them until her knuckles were white.
She could no longer even respond to his thrusts. Her inner muscles
seemed to dissolve around him.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” he demanded, shaking the sweat from his face,
pounding into her until she thought he would rip her open.
But even though she tried, Valerie couldn’t lift her hips to meet his
strokes. Though her orgasm continued to tingle through her body, she was
exhausted.
Rich shafted barbarically into her, the thick wads of his sperm shooting
into her like white-hot tracer bullets. He raised himself to a push-up
position and jack-hammered his tensing buttocks down on her, the greasy
shaft of his cock sliding along the top of her slit into her soaking
channel. His biceps twitched erratically from the effort to hold his
position as her legs slithered off his shoulders. But he continued to
pour his prickling sperm into her until he could support himself on his
arms no longer.
Then he fell against her breasts, their wet skins sliding together with
a slightly gritty sensation. The gusts of breath from his nostrils
stirred the tangled curls of her hair beneath his cheek.
They lay silently together for several minutes. Then Valerie slowly
became aware of a feeling of being watched. It took her some effort to
push Rich’s sweating body away from her, and she couldn’t help grimacing
as his softened cock slurped out of her distended labia.
Her father-in-law had seen enough of her body that she needn’t bothered
to cover herself, but she instinctively pulled a corner of the sheets
over her breasts as she turned toward the doorway.
“I would’ve knocked first,” her roommate said, “but I thought you must
be alone.”
“Jeanne!” Valerie gasped, pulling the sheet closer over her breasts. She
glanced down at her naked brother-in-law lying face down beside her, his
perspiring buttocks only inches from her hand.
“Wow!” the peroxide blonde cooed, leaning on the frame of the bedroom
door. Her eyes unashamedly scanned the nude body beside her roommate and
she made a low whistling sound. “That’s what I call a body!” she
whispered. “Is he asleep? I’d like to see the rest of the equipment,”
she smirked. “If it’s half as good as his ass looks, you must’ve had a
terrific time. But who’s the old duffer asleep on the couch? He looks
like Jim’s father.”
Valerie was too astounded by her roommate’s casual attitude even to
speak for some seconds. “It’s Jim’s father,” she said at last.
“What!” Jeanne gasped. She pointed to the body on the bed. “But Jim
never had an ass like that!” she giggled.
Rich rolled over on his side, his heavy cock lying along his thigh, and
supported his head with his elbow. He wiped the hair off his forehead
and looked at the pretty blonde in the doorway.
“I’m his brother,” he said.
When Valerie saw her roommate’s eyes widen in shocked delight, she
thought she would die of embarrassment.
“Well,” Jeanne giggled, “I guess it’s all in the family.” She frowned a
little, then lowered her voice to whisper to Valerie. “But I wish you’d
saved a little for your poor roommate.”
Rich scratched at the underside of his testicles. “There’s always more,”
he said. “Take off your clothes and help yourself.”
Jeanne covered her mouth with her hand and giggled, “You’re kidding!”
” Do I look like I’m kidding?” Rich asked, spreading his legs a little
to give her a better view of his heavy-hanging cock and balls.
“Val!” Jeanne giggled. “I didn’t know you were so naughty!”
Valerie cringed on the bed, covering herself more fully with the sheet.
This has got to be a nightmare, she thought. In a minute I’ll wake up
and laugh at myself. But the jingle of Jeanne’s dog’s collar in the
other room seemed altogether too realistic a detail for a dream.
Jeanne dropped her purse by the doorway and stepped into the bedroom.
She hesitated, looking from Rich to Valerie. “Really!” she giggled.
“This is wild, wild! Are you sure you don’t mind, Val?”
Rich swung his legs off the mattress and sat on the edge of the bed
combing the hair away from his forehead. “Of course she doesn’t mind,”
he said. “Take off that dress and let’s have a look at what you’ve got
to contribute to the party.”
What a surprise you’re going to get, buster, Valerie thought, eyeing
Jeanne’s padded bust-line. Then she added, Now you can fuck her and give
me a little rest. But she watched disbelievingly as her giggling
roommate quickly undressed and hung her clothes in the closet, opening
her side of the cabinet without even being aware that there was a third
man sleeping almost at her feet.
“What’s this?” Rich asked her, pointing at the bowl of soggy breakfast
food on the table in front of him.
“It used to be Grape Nuts,” she said, watching Jeanne pat her hair into
place in front of the closet mirror.
When Rich pulled the bowl of cereal over to him and held it in his palm
with one hand, the bowl looked absurdly small. He spooned a mouthful up
and pointed to Jeanne with the full spoon.
“Not much meat on you, is there?” he asked, slurping the soggy cereal
into his mouth.
Jeanne shook her platinum hair around her shoulders and walked over to
the bed until her copper-colored cunt was at eye level with the munching
ex-Marine.
“Didn’t you ever hear about redheads?” she asked him coquettishly,
ignoring her roommate on the opposite side of the bed.
“You may have a hot cunt,” Rich said between mouthfuls, “but there’s not
much to it.” He held the bowl between his widespread legs, his cock and
balls hanging over the edge of the bed.
“There’ll be plenty for you, big boy,” Jeanne said, giving her cunt a
bump and grind in his direction.
Valerie was shocked at the wanton behavior of her roommate, but she was
secretly satisfied that Rich was behaving so disinterestedly.
Jeanne crouched down so that she could look beneath the bowl in his hand
at his cock.
“Does it ever get hard?” she asked mockingly. “It looks like it might be
fun if you could put a little starch in it.”
Rich set the spoon down in the bowl. “There’ll be starch in it soon
enough, slut,” he said casually. He reached over with one hand and
grabbed her by the shoulder, pulling her against the edge of the bed so
that his cock hung down over her forehead like an obscene amulet.
Valerie watched in the closet mirror as Jeanne giggled and caressed the
skin-covered head of the big hose with her red- lacquered nails.
“Does it like to be kissed?” Jeanne asked him, looking up past his cock
and the bowl to his face.
Rich chewed and swallowed, then wiped a tiny drip of milk from his chin.
“Forget the kiss,” he said. “Just blow me. You know you’re hot to get
your mouth around it.”
Jeanne snorted. “You’re not even hard yet!” she told him.
Valerie could see in the mirror how her roommate was spreading her legs
to give Rich a more enticing view of her carrot-colored cunt. Jeanne
fingered her labia, then arched her neck so that she could touch the tip
of Rich’s cock with her tongue. Valerie’s eyes widened at the sudden
depravity of her girl friend. What’s gotten into herd she wondered.
She’s absolutely cock-crazy!
“You going to keep eating that mush, or what?” Jeanne demanded, licking
her lips.
Rich reached down with one hand and stuffed the head of his cock back
into the blonde’s unprotesting mouth.
“Don’t worry about it,” he said, filling his mouth again. “Even a Marine
has to take an energy break sometime.”
Valerie looked toward the open doorway as she heard her father-in-law
stumble against the coffee table.
“Jesus H. Christ!” the old man rumbled drunkenly. “There’s a fucking dog
licking my balls!”