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Logical Ch. 02

By: clarkroberts



I opened the kitchen door after pulling into the garage. The big overhead door clanged closed automatically. I had returned home after having had sex with my brother. My stomach was in a nervous knot of trepidation. While my husband was fully aware of my taboo tryst and had consented to it, I still feared how he might react now that the deed was done.

The only light on in the kitchen was above the sink and it revealed a folded pizza box in the trash next to the refrigerator. My husband had brought home pizza for the boys' supper. On the counter I noticed a paper plate with a teeth-marked pizza crust still on it next to a half-empty can of soda. One of my sons had failed to clean-up after eating his supper. I tossed the paper plate and pizza remains into the trash. I emptied the remnants of soda from the can into the sink and pitched the empty can into the recycle bin.

I passed through the dark serenity of the living room. It was obvious that my children were already in bed. A flicker of apprehension coursed through me as I headed to our home office guided by the light shining through the open door. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. I bit my lower lip as I glimpsed my husband seated at the desk.

His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he studied the computer screen in front of him. Its pale hue light glimmered over his handsome face like beams of icy radiance. A melancholy frown flashed across his features as he reached for a file from his briefcase. The Nordic blue of his eyes brightened as he found what he was looking for and returned his attention to the computer.

I clenched the door frame and gave an anxious cough. I swallowed hard and said in a feeble murmur, "Stan, I'm home."

The tense lines on his face relaxed and he said in a low, composed voice, "I can see that."

His gaze came to rest on my questioning eyes. He remained silent and I became more uncomfortable as my dismay grew. He aroused anxiety within me as I contemplated with uncertainty the logic of what I had done.

I shuddered inwardly at the thought my marriage was irreparably damaged by my incestuous actions. When I tried to speak, my voice wavered then drifted into a hushed whisper, "Do you still love me?"

Stan rose in one fluid motion from the chair. He strode forward and stopped in front of me. His jaw tensed visibly with touches of humor around his mouth and near his eyes. He studied me thoughtfully for a moment then soothingly said, "Yes, I love you."

"Thank goodness. I love you so much. I was so afraid..." 

He gathered me into his arms and held me snugly against his body. He pressed his lips to mine smothering my last words in the velvet warmth of his kiss. His lips parted mine with a soul caressing kiss. His pelvic pressed into mine and I felt the hardness of his cock.

I unhooked my arms from around Stan's neck and trailed a hand down his front until I firmly grasped his cock through his jeans and said, "You are so hard, Stan."

"Yeah, I know." His eyes blazed lust as he gripped the front of my pink beer stained blouse and ripped it open its buttons flew about the room and clattered along the hardwood floor. 

I hadn't bothered to put my bra back on when I left my brother. My nipples hardened immediately in the coolness of the room and the heat of the moment. I arched my back and hissed as Stan cupped my breast and then sucked my nipple into his mouth. I knew I reeked of split beer, my brother's cum and my own emissions so I tried to push him away.

"Let me shower first," I pleaded.

Stan spit out my nipple and shook his head negatively, "I want you now."

With my blouse hanging open my husband pushed down on my shoulders. I took the cue and dropped to my knees. I unzipped his jeans and immediately his hard cock sprang into my face. Mesmerized I took it in my hand and lovingly caressed it. I cooed, "Darling, you're so hard. It hasn't been this hard since our honeymoon. Did you take one of your blue pills?"

Stan looked down into my upturned eyes and shook his head. "No pills. That's all me, Baby."

"What's excited you so?"

He was panting, "You...Baby...you." 

I kissed the turgid head of his cock, it pulsated a response. Submissively I looked into his eyes which brighten with pleasure as I took his cock into my mouth. I felt it throb against my lips as my husband hissed his contentment. I swallowed all of his cock. Expelled air through my nose made his pubic hair wave like wheat on a summer's breeze in Kansas. While I leisurely sucked his cock I undid my own pants. I slithered my finger into my thong to the top of my slit to caress my aroused clit with feather-like touches. I bobbled on his cock with carefree wantonness. 

"Not yet," hissed Stan as he his cock twitched in mouth on the verge of climax. He pushed me off his cock. His eyes were wild as I looked up at him from my seat on the floor. 

He ripped his jeans down then stepped out of them. His cock bobbed from his exertion like a tree limb in a wind storm. His eyes flared with yearning as he commanded me, "Get those pants off. I'm going to fuck you now."

I lay on my back, raised my hips and wiggled out of my pants and thong. Before I could spread my legs for him, my husband rolled me over onto my belly. I complied as he pulled me up by my hips onto my hands and knees. I looked over my shoulder and watched as Stan dropped to his knees behind me.

He grabbed his cock with his hand and rubbed it in my saturated slit. He grinned at me as I moaned my delight. But he didn't penetrate my pussy instead he tapped his blunt head on my soggy butthole. For a moment he locked eyes with me and I nodded my consent and he pushed his cock into my ass.

"Ahhh!" I cried out as my sphincter resisted the entry of my husband's stone hard cock. My ass was tight and his cock was so hard I was sure I could feel the blood pounding through the big vein on top of it. Slowly inch by inch he slid himself into me. 

Once he was fully seated he paused to allow me to adjust to his girth. He huffed, "Baby, your ass is so tight. It feels so good."

I blinked and puffed back the pain. It felt like a steel post had been inserted into my ass. I felt Stan gently but firmly tug on my hard nipples sending shockwaves of pleasure to my core. My mind reeled between pain and pleasure then slowly sided with joyous pleasure as Stan's cock pressed against the backside of my G-spot through my innards. I panted, "Stan...I...love...you. Fuck...me."

Stan lovingly squeezed my breast before he slowly began to withdraw his cock. Just when he was about to be expelled from my ass he forcefully pushed himself back into me. Soon his pace quickened and he surrendered to his lust. He stabbed his cock in and out of my ass with savage thrusts. He gripped my hips like a drowning man grasps a lifeline. 

"That's it, oh, uh, Stan, fuck me. Uh, oh, fuck my ass."

He stopped and sank back on his heels dragging me with him. He panted and I could feel the moisture on his torso from his sweat against my back. He kissed my ear and panted, "Feels...so...good...want... this... to last."

As I sat with his cock fully impaled up my ass I reached behind my head and brought Stan's face to mine. My demanding lips caressed his lips. Slowly I rose up on his cock until my sphincter threatened to spit it out and then just as slowly I slide back down it. I began to diddle my clit.

Stan moaned with pleasure and I groaned my own gratification as I discovered an acceptable rhythm that we both found to be enjoyable. He squeezed my breasts and gently pinched my nipples. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered words of adoration into my ear that coursed their way to my heart.

I felt the sensation of my husband's cock expanding and knew he could no longer contain his climax. I increased my speed and wiggled my ass simultaneously as Stan grabbed my hips with a death grip to guide me up and down on his cock. 

"Oh yeah, I'm going to cum. Whoa, jeez, I'm going to cum," he wailed. He pulled me down on his cock as cum erupted from it and flooded my ass. He bellowed in release, "Ahhh!"

I sat perfectly still as I felt Stan's cum flow into my innards. As soon as he was spent I wiggled my ass just a tad to line his cock up with my G-spot. I groaned when it did, then I pressed my palm against my clit. My body sent bolts of pleasure to my brain as an intense orgasm rushed through my core. 

"Cum....cum...cum," I howled with unmitigated delight. White lights exploded behind my closed eyelids then faded to black. I slumped gasping for air into my husband's lap.

"Jen?" asked Stan then with a concerned demand, "Jennifer? Are you okay?"

I looked at him through glazed eyes then patted his cheek to reassure him. "Never better, Darling." I grimaced as his spent cock softened and slipped from my ass. 

After I recovered I felt my brother's cum leaking from my pussy and my husband's cum seeping from my ass. I grabbed my thong and grasped it between my legs and pressed it against my crotch to stem the tide. "Help me up. Let's take a bath."

Stan reached down and helped me to my feet. He picked up our clothes and followed me upstairs. He giggled like a kid as he watch me hobble bow-legged up the stairs with my soiled panties pressed against my crotch and asshole to save the carpet from getting stained.

I looked back over my shoulder and smirked, "Enjoying the show."

"Of course I'm enjoying the show. There's nothing sexier than a freshly fucked woman."

Once we were settled into the tub I sighed as the warm water and soap suds caressed my flesh. I leaned back against my husband's wet chest and asked, "What got into you?"

Stan grinned at me, "I don't know. I've been working on reports...did you know aspirin is the most prescribed drug at the hospital?"

"Stan."

"Sorry." He ran a soapy washcloth across my breasts and murmured into my ear, "I love you."

I kissed his cheek, "Yes, I know you love me. Now answer my question, what got you so aroused."

He sighed, "Promise me you won't think I'm a pervert."

"After what I've done with my brother, tonight, I don't think I can accuse anyone of being a deviant."

Stan cleared his throat as an uncertainty crept into his expression, "I was working on the quarterly reports that I have to present to the Hospital Board next week but I couldn't stay focused on them," he paused then added as an afterthought, "I ought to check them tomorrow for accuracy."

I reached up and patted his face, "Stan, I love you. Tell me."

He wrapped his arms around me. Soapy water cascaded down his arms and tinkled back down into the bathtub. "I couldn't concentrate because I kept picturing you and your brother in the throes of passion."

I leaned over so I could look into his eyes but he avoided my gaze. "Stanley, that's no more depraved than me having sex with my own brother. In fact I'd say I top out the perv-o-meter."

Stan hugged me tight and kissed my neck, "You're not a degenerate Jennifer. You are a sexually active woman who engaged in sexual intercourse with a man, who just happened to be your brother, to your mutual gratification. I assume your brother did enjoy the experience."

"Wow, you ought to be a politician with the ability to spin adulterous incest like that."

Stanley laughed causing the water to ripple out from our bodies along the sudsy surface of the tub, "Adulterous incest, huh? Sounds naughty, didn't you enjoy it?"

I glanced back at him unable to hide the glowing grin that covered my face, "Of course I did. I think the naughty taboo nature of it added to my pleasure. I had a couple of intense orgasms, anyway."

"So what's the harm?"

"What about our marriage? I was so afraid you'd reject me when I got home tonight with my pussy full of my brother's cum. That fear took away much of the gratification."

Stan grimly shook his head, "You asked for my consent and I gave it. I love you. I always will."

I pressed my lips to his and enjoyed the delicious sensation from the warmth of his kiss. "I love you."

The next morning Stanley woke me from my sated sleep. He licked my nipples and then lightly blew his hot breath across them. Shivers of delight followed each passionate exhalation and goose-bumps crisscrossed the flesh of my breasts. As my eyes fluttered open he smothered my protest with a kiss. 

His tongue explored my mouth while his finger delved into my pussy and searched for my pleasure points there. As soon as he was satisfied I was wet enough he mounted me. Instinctively I arched my body towards him. He groaned his gratification as his hard cock penetrated my pussy. "Your pussy, uh, feels so, uh, good."

My body squirmed beneath him. My pussy welcomed his cock with a contraction almost like a wet friendly handshake. I groaned, "Love, oh, your cock, oh, Baby."

Together we found a tempo that bound our bodies together in mutual pleasure. Our bodies were in exquisite harmony with one another. We soared higher and higher until the peak of delight was reached then each of us exploded into a million fiery stars of glowing sensations of release. 

After we came down to earth from our climatic heights Stan rolled off me and I snuggled into the crook of his arm. I kissed his cheek and murmured, "Well, good morning to you, too, Darling."

Stan squeezed me tight and kissed me. "I love you Jennifer I can't get enough of your luscious body."

I got out of bed and jumped into the shower while Stan went downstairs and started the coffee. Startled I jumped then laughed after my husband ripped back the shower curtain sporting a huge hard-on. I made room for him as he joined me under the nozzle of hot water, "Are you sure you haven't taken a handful of little blue pills?"

He shook his head negatively, "It's all me, Baby. More to the point it's all you. I can't get enough of you."

I stood on my tiptoes and hung onto the shower nozzle for dear life as my husband once again pounded my pussy to a pleasurable pulp from the rear. I whimpered and whined as he cock rocketed in out of me at what seemed to be light speed. "Fuck...me.... fuck my...cunt."

Stanley obliged me by increasing the tempo of his thrusting cock. He gripped my hips and hammered his cock into me with determined gusto. Suddenly he buried himself balls deep into my twat and growled like a gratified dog as his cock spurted cum deep into my pussy.

"Cumming, Jen, I'm cumming."

While his cum filled my pussy I leaned against the tiled wall and guided my finger to my aroused clit. I strummed it like a banjo. My snatch convulsed around Stan's hard cock with a full blown seizure of ecstasy. My moan of relief rose to a howl of release, "Oh, ooh, oooh, ooooh, oooooh!"

Stan finished shaving while I patted myself dry on wobbly knees. He watched me in the mirror and giggled. "I can't get enough of your sexy body, Jennifer. Oh, how I love you."

I wrapped a large bath towel around my frame and tucked the corner under my armpit to keep it in place. Noticing his tented boxers I sighed and said, "Again? You've got to be kidding me. It's a good thing you have to go to work or I won't be able to walk by noon."

My husband chuckled, "I could always call in sick." Stan slapped my butt as I strolled past him out of the steamy bathroom. 

"Youch!" I howled and rubbed my rear, "I don't think so, Mister."

Stan took the boys to school and went on to work. I found myself humming as I cleaned the kitchen. I couldn't recall the last time I had been so satiated. My husband had made me feel loved and desired and my brother had me feel naughty and salacious. I rubbed my tummy. It was sore from the intense orgasms both men had given me. I smiled at my reflection in the stainless steel refrigerator door. I was absolutely glowing.

When the kitchen telephone rang I answered, "Hello, Dirty Diane's Den of Iniquity."

The voice on the other end laughed then said, "Hi Jen, you are in a good mood. I was just calling to check on you."

"Oh, hi Tina, everything's fine with me, couldn't be better. How are things with you? Any regrets now that the deed has been done?"

"No, regrets, I just want to thank you for taking care of Nick for me. He really needed the sexual release. We had a long talk after he got home. He said he loved me and he appreciated me finding him a sexual surrogate. He understood how painful that was for me and he apologized for his behavior with Kimber. How are things with you and Stan?"

"Fan-fucking-stastic. Stanley's been insatiable sense I got home. He hasn't been this amorous since our honeymoon."

Tina sighed on the other end of the line, "I'm so glad to hear it. So you think you'll be able to see Nick again, maybe, later this week?"

I rubbed my tummy again, "I'm kind of sore from all the attention I've been getting lately. I need a couple of days to recover. I'll need to talk to Stan about it. I won't see Nick behind my husband's back but I'm sure he'll agree to it again."

"I understand," Tina sighed then sniveled, "thanks, Jen. I think you've saved my marriage."

Later that night as we were getting ready for bed I told my husband about my conversation with Tina and that she hinted that Nick would need further consideration later in the week.

Stan nodded and asked me, "Did you hear anything from your brother?"

I pulled down the bed covers, "He sent me some flowers with a note of thanks. You aren't jealous, are you?"

Stan chuckled and shook his head negatively, "He sent me four tickets to the Dodgers baseball game Saturday with a note that read: Thanks for sharing."

"I see and how does that make you feel?"

Standing in his boxers with his shirt opened Stan answered, "You sound just like Dr. Meeks."

I stopped buttoning the old oxford man's shirt that I used for a nightshirt and asked concerned, "Whose Dr. Meeks?"

"A therapist at the hospital, I chatted with him today."

I cocked an eyebrow questioning my husband, "What do you mean, you chatted with him?"

"Well, that fact that my wife is having sex with another man who happens to be her brother and it seems to turn me on. I needed a little help processing it."

"I see and what did the good doctor say?" I sat on the edge of the bed and waited.

Stan smiled broadly, "Well he said that research has shown there are several factors that stimulate a man when he knows his wife has had sex with another man. For one thing it creates sperm competition."

"Sperm competition?" I laughed.

"Yep, he said there's a biological response that affects the male sex drive. If they know that their wife has been with another man, the husband is prompted biologically to have longer, more vigorous sex, with a shorter refractory period between erections. He will ejaculate harder and his ejaculate will contain more sperm."

I smiled perceptively at my husband, "Sounds familiar."

He smiled at me with boyish affection then continued, "He also said that the Thrill of the Taboo comes into play as well. He noted that there are few things in our society as stigmatized as a husband who know his wife has been unfaithful. Historically, such men have been ridiculed and regarded as weak. Some men have said explicitly that the taboo was the thrill for them, from the excitement of the forbidden and the naughty."

"So now Dr. Meek's thinks I've been unfaithful. You said it wasn't cheating if you knew." I folded my arms across my bosom and pouted.

"I know that and so does Dr. Meeks, he said I was a wittol because I knew about and approved of the affair, unlike a cuckold that is deceived and humiliated by his wife. He brought up a third point. He called it the Chatterley Effect."

"The Chatterley Effect?"

"Yeah, its named after the book "Lady Chatterley's Lover.' If you remember Lord Chatterley was physically unable to have intercourse with his wife and encouraged his wife to take a lover."


Logical Ch. 02



I interjected, "But didn't she tell her husband that his fingers and tongue still worked so why wasn't he using them?"

Stan nodded, "Dr. Meeks said a number of men who reported, that due to physical complaints, they weren't able to be as vigorous in bed as they and their wives would like. While the wives by and large were happy with the way things were, the husbands often felt their wife's loss of sexual satisfaction more strongly than the wife themselves, so they encouraged the wife to sleep with other men. There you have the Chatterley Effect."

"Wow, that was some conversation, Sperm Competition, Thrill of the Taboo and the Chatterley Effect. So which condition applies to you?"

"I think all three. Sperm Competition for sure...."

"I can vouch for that," I interrupted rubbing my belly. "I didn't realize that something that felt so good could leave you so sore."

Stan laughed, "I have to admit I find the Thrill of the Taboo especially exciting especially since the man in question is your brother so it's a double taboo. And I already told you about my concerns considering my diminishing physical ability to satisfy you."

"The Chatterley Effect," I interjected.

He nodded, "Yeah and I'd like to add a fourth."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise, "There's more?"

"Voyeurism."

"What?"

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I want to watch you having sex with Nick."

Shocked I whispered, "Why?"

"That's the same question I asked Dr. Meeks: 'Why do I want to watch my wife have sex with another man. How come I'm not jealous?' That's what has been troubling me the most about all this, it's not that I know you're having sex with Nick, its that I'm not jealous about it and I want to watch it."

"What did Dr. Meeks tell you?"

Stan sighed, "He called it compersion."

"Compersion?"

Stan nodded, "Compersion is a feeling of joy you get when a loved one takes pleasure from another sexual relationship. It's the opposite of jealousy. Dr. Meeks said you can experience pleasure from your partner's pleasure if your partner is of value to you."

My expression softened, "You value me?"

Stan nodded again, "Since the day we met."

"So instead of feeling jealous you feel compersion. I think I understand but why do you want to watch?"

"Look at me," said Stan pointing to his crotch with his open palm. He was hard and his boxers were tented. "That's from just talking about you having sex with Nick. I have this image in my mind of the look on your face and the way your body responds to your brother's cock."

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that and I don't think Nick will go for it."

Stan sighed, "I know. Just think about it." 

I squealed when he grabbed my ankle and pulled me down the bed towards him. "Stan! What are doing?"

He grinned suggestively, "Baby, I need relief."

I shook my head, "Darling I'm too sore. Please..."

He pulled my legs apart at the ankles. "Shhh, I know you're sore. Relax. Trust me."

"Ooh, Darling what are you going to do?"

Stan answered by ripping my nightshirt open. The buttons launched like little meteors and rained down on the bed and floor.

I smirked, "That's two shirts in two days. You know those buttons will rattle in the vacuum?"

Grinning Stan replied, "I don't care." He bent down cupped one of my breasts in his hand and sucked on the other's nipple.

My startled hiss evolved into a moan of delight. I ran my fingers through his hair encouraging him to suckle. Then as my pussy moistened and dampened in my white cotton panties I came to my senses, "Oh, Darling, please, we can't....I can't."

Stan once again shushed me. He pulled his hard cock from his boxers and began stroking himself. "You're so beautiful...so sexy."

I rested on my elbows with my breasts bared to my husband who fondled one tit then the other with his free hand while he continued to tug at himself. I ran a finger down my slit, the cotton material of my panties clung to my wet pussy outlining the contours of my cunt into a sensuous camel-toe. I looked into Stan's eyes, "Is that what you need to see, Darling?"

He nodded and flogged himself with a sense of urgency. 

I continued to run my finger up and down my slit. I studied my husband's face as he gazed at my gash with glazed eyes. I was curious when his expression changed and he closed his eyes. With a sudden hunch I asked, "Are you picturing me and Nick?"

Stan didn't even open his eyes. He just nodded with a grin and continued to beat himself off. His smile had a spark of eroticism to it. 

"Are you imagining what it looks like when my wet pussy lips cling to Nick's big cock as he fucks me hard and fast?"

"Gosh yes," he gasped wide-eyed. Then he busted his nut covering my panties with his white hot cum. He cried out in relief, "Awww!"

Once he was spent he bent down and kissed me deeply then whispered, "I love you, Jennifer."

Looking between my legs at my cum-covered panties I said, "That's a lot of cum, Darling."

Stan gave me a mischievous grin, "Sperm Competition, Baby. Its for real."

I peeled off my soiled panties and tossed them on floor. Then wrapped my tattered shirt around myself and scooted next to Stan when he got into bed and turned off the light. I sighed contented when he draped his arm around me. I soon fell asleep. My imagination freed from the restraints of my consciousness conjured up naughty dreams of taboo delights.

The next afternoon I was returning home from a successful demonstration of my Green-California Cleaning Products when Stan called me. I spoke lustily into my cell phone, "Hello, Darling? Having naughty thoughts about me?"

He laughed, "Guilty as charged. I think I've found away to watch you and Nick have sex without anyone being uncomfortable about it."

I frowned unconvinced, "I'm listening."

"Your brother gave me tickets to Saturday's ballgame. I'll call your dad now that your folks are back from Palm Springs. I'll see if he'll take your mother and the kids to the ballgame. You invite your brother over for lunch by our pool Saturday and I'll watch from the guest room. If you don't say anything your brother will think I took the kids to the game. He won't even know I'm there."

Stan's suggestion alternately thrilled and frightened me. "Wow, you've put a lot of thought into it."

"What do you think?" Stan's mellow baritone sharpened with control, "I'll need to call your father this afternoon to set this up."

I remained quiet trying to run a dozen different scenarios through my head. I bite my lip and watched a passing car. "I don't know, Stan."

He spoke with cool authority, "Jen, I need an answer."

"Okay, go for it." My voice depicted an ease I didn't feel.

Everything was set for Saturday. We spent the rest of the week going through are regular routine of school, work, and biddyball games. Stan decided that we should abstain from sex for the rest of the week to allow me to recover for Saturday. Each night when we went to bed we would spoon. Stan's every ready cock would rest in the crack of my panty-clad ass. He would cup my pussy with his hand like he was protecting a valuable treasure.

My parents picked the boys up early Saturday morning and whisked them off to spend the day at Dodger Stadium. I was relaxing in the tub with some aroma therapy candles lit to help me relax. As I soaked I contemplated all that had taken place in the last couple of weeks. I was somewhat unsettled by the whole thing. On the one hand, I was engaged in a double taboo sexual relationship with my brother. And on the other hand, I was getting the best sex of my life between my husband and my brother. What I found so remarkable was that my husband and I had grown closer in ways I had never thought possible.

Stan poked his head in the bathroom, "Need any help?"

I held up my razor, "I was just going to do a little trimming."

The smile in Stan's eyes contained a sensuous flame. He strolled into the bathroom and extended his hand taking the razor from my hand. His face split into a wide grin as I sat up on the edge of the tub exposing my pussy to him. Water cascaded down my body and trickled back into the tub.

Stan took the bar of soap and worked up a lather in his hands. He never took his eyes off my pussy. "Why don't you let me shave you completely?"

I arched an eyebrow in questioning thought then nodded, "Why not?"

His smile widened in approval as he lathered up my pussy. He furrowed his brow in deep concentration as he deftly guided the razor around my pussy trimming away at the landing strip of pubic hair until none remained. After he was finished he sat back on his heels to admire his handy work, "Breath-taking! Jen you have the most beautiful pussy."

"Glad you think so," I giggled as I sat back down in the water to rinse off the remnants of soap.

Stan wrapped me a huge bath towel once I rose from the tub and vigorously rubbed me dry. Once he was satisfied I was dry he hung up the towel and grabbed a bottle of olive oil off the sink counter. He rubbed his hands together like a greedy miser to warm them then he poured a liberal amount of oil into his palm. With a wolfish grin and husky voice he said, "Don't want you to get razor rash."

I sucked-in air as his oil covered hand made contact with my sensitive snatch. I spread my legs shoulder width apart and stood on my tip-toes as he massaged the oil around my vulva. My nethers reacted to his touch. Blood pulsated to my pussy, puffing out my lips in wanton anticipation. My gash gushed with eager expectancy. I moaned as Stan slipped a finger into my pussy. I whispered, "Oh..Baby...that feels...so good."

For several minutes he dashed his digit in and out of my pussy while pushing his palm against my clit. He applied just enough pressure to arouse me but not enough to make me cum. He sucked a nipple into his mouth I arched my back and hissed in pleasurable response. He turned his attention to my other breast and gave it similar consideration.

My body ached and began to flush. I panted with excitement, "Please, Baby...I want...to cum."

Just as I was about to climax Stan pulled his finger out of my twat and walked out of the bathroom. I screeched, "Noooo!" 

I grabbed the sink for balance as I fell from the dizzying height of unattained gratification. I whined in protest, "Stan, you sadistic SOB. I was just about to cum."

"Quit your complaining. I want you randy and ready when Nick gets here. Now get in here so I can dress you."

I gathered myself up and walked on unsteady legs into our bedroom. I glanced at the garments Stan had laid out on the bed and then at him. Once more his face displayed an uncanny awareness. On the bed was one of his old white undershirts that some people called a wife-beater. Next to it was a floral patterned bikini bottom with my roman strap wedge sandals.

There was a tinge of wonder in my voice when I asked, "You are really getting into this, Stan. Why?"

He commented as if the answer was obvious, "I love you. I want to be a part of this as much as I can."

I flashed him a smile of thanks before I slipped on the undershirt. Next Stan handed me the floral patterned bikini bottoms. I bought them a couple of years ago and they were a bit snug. I manipulated my forefingers along the leg holes to free the material from my crevices. While I battled the bikini out of my butt, Stan dropped to his knees and placed my feet into the wedge sandals. I grabbed Stan's shoulders for support as he wound the leather strap around my calf and tied it up just below my knee.

"One last touch," said Stan, his voice was low with purposeful passion. He wrapped a gold plated belly-chain around my waist. He adjusted it so it would rest seductively on my hips. He kissed me with a deep sexual hunger that took my breath way. He led me by the hand to the full length mirror in the corner of our bedroom and stood behind me. He slyly kissed my neck and asked, "What do you think?"

I eyed my reflection with aroused curiosity. My eyes sparkled with anticipation and excitement. The big gold hoop-earrings framed my face and highlighted my eager glow of expectancy. The thin white material of the undershirt concealed my big boobs yet revealed the darker areolas centered on each breast. My breasts were further highlighted by my hard nipples tenting the tight material.

Stan slipped his hand to the waistband of my bikini bottoms. He pulled them up investing the floral material into the contours of my cunt and up my butt crack. He smiled into the mirror mischievously and brazenly whispered, "That's better."

I glanced at the camel-toe Stan had created and asked with skepticism, "Don't you think that's a little much? Beside that much material riding up my ass is uncomfortable."

He shook his head, "There is something so sexy about a woman's camel-toe. This for Nick's stimulation not your comfort, that material going into your cervices is a subtle hint that you want his cock. You do, don't you? You want his cock?"

I could feel the bulge of Stan's hard cock pressing into the crack of my butt as he spoke. I reached and pulled his head close then quickly kissed his cheek. I couldn't deny the spark of elation I felt at the prospect of fucking my brother again. My pussy dampened with excitement. I answered his question with a husky voice, "Yes, please forgive me but, yes, I want Nick's cock."

Stan kissed my neck in response, "There's nothing to forgive. You've allowed me to be part of this therefore, I feel compersion not jealousy. The root of jealousy is fear. Fear comes from the unknown. I know what's going on, so I have no fear."

I gave him another peck on the cheek then turned for a side view. The excess length of the waist chain dangled down my left hip. I really liked how the wedge sandals pushed my boobs and butt out. I had to admit I looked hot and that added to the thrill.

We went down to the kitchen to whip up lunch. I made Chipotle Beef and Avocado Wraps with corn chips on the side with my own homemade salsa. Nick was to bring some Mexican beer to wash it down. No sooner had I finished rolling the wraps when the doorbell rang.

"Nick's here. He's early." I bubbled with joy.

Stan's smile broadened in approval. He kissed me deeply and tweaked each of my nipples making them tent my undershirt even more. He then disappeared upstairs. 

I waited until he was out of sight before I opened the front door. I rose on my tip-toes and welcomed Nick with a quick peck on the lips. I ran my fingers through his sandy hair, pushing his bangs out of his face. I smiled and cooed, "Hey, Baby-brother, you're early."

Nick's gaze slid slowly and seductively down my body like a soft caress. "Yeah, I know, hope that's okay."

I took the six-pack of Mexican beer from him and led the way to the kitchen. I snuck a glance over my shoulder and caught my brother ogling my ass. I smiled with an air of pleasure, my vanity fully aroused. My voice contained a rasp of excitement, "I assume you like lunch wraps. Go out by the pool and I'll bring our meal out."

Nick was wearing board shorts with a blue and white swirl pattern. His massive shoulders filled the old white button down shirt he wore. His bicep momentarily bulged revealing his strength as he pulled the sliding door open. His movements were full of grace and virility which caused a tingling in my core.

My body throbbed for my brother's touch. I ached for the fulfillment of his lovemaking. I didn't miss his obvious assessment and approval of my body as I brought our lunches out to the picnic table next to our swimming pool. I flashed him a seductive grin and he rewarded me with a larger smile of his own. 

"That's quite an outfit," he said as I put his plate of down in front of him.

"I'm glad you like it." I spun around slowly, so he could complete his examination of my body. 

"The belly chain is a nice touch, very erotic."

Grinning I replied, "Stan thought you might like it."

Nick bit into his lunch wrap and said between chews, "This is good, (chomp) I don't get Stan's attitude (munch) how can he be okay with us?"

I smiled with intent at my brother and scolded. "Don't talk with your mouth full. You're not a child." Then my voice grew gentle, "Do you understand why your wife arranged all this?"

He nodded, "Sure she's not capable of having sex and found me a non-threatening surrogate, namely, you."

An electric charge of excitement surged through my body and flesh-bumps rose on my arm as his fingertips lightly caressed me from my palm to my elbow. I crossed my legs as my pussy gushed with anticipation. I chugged a big gulp of beer to steady myself, "Tina loves you very much I hope you love her as much."

"I do, now what about Stan?"

"Stan loves me as much as Tina loves you. He went to talk to a therapist at his hospital about our situation. Because like you, Stan couldn't understand why he wasn't jealous."

Nick sipped his beer then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "So what did the therapist say?"

"That Stan is a wittol, which means a man that is aware of and reconciled to his wife's extramarital affair in contrast to a cuckold, who by definition had been deceived and humiliated by his wife. So instead of being jealous Stan feels compersion."

Nick's eyebrows knitted into a scowl, "Compersion?"

"Compersion is a feeling of joy when a loved one takes pleasure from another sexual relationship. Tina probably feels it too."

My brother nodded, "Yeah, I think so. I know she feels relieved now that I'm no longer paying attention to Kimber."

I smirked, "How is little Miss tight-butt Kimber?" I recalled how the young blonde teased my brother at lunch not long ago by resting her big boobs on his arm. "She doesn't strike me as the type to handle rejection well."

Nick belched and I giggled. He shyly grinned and said, "Your right about that, she doesn't handle rejection well. But enough about Kimber I'm ready for dessert." 

"Okay, I have some sliced melon in the fridge." I stood up and picked up the plates.

Nick stood up with me and took the plates from my hands. He put them in his chair and looked down into my confused face. He grinned like a kid in a candy store, "I don't want sliced melon for dessert. I want sugar-titties and muff-pie."

He pulled me into an embrace and kissed me forcefully. His silky tongue chased and subdued mine after an enthusiastic wrestling match. He broke our kiss, leaving me weak-kneed and leaning against the picnic table panting for breath. His eyes burned with lust and I melted beneath his fiery gaze. He ripped my flimsy undershirt from top to bottom.

My breasts leapt from the rented material. I ran my fingers through his sandy hair as he sucked on my stone hard nipples, each in turn. I whispered, "Oh Nick."

As he suckled he pushed me back onto the picnic table. His face rose from my breasts and his eyes locked with mine. When he spoke his voice was tender almost a murmur, "I love you Jen."

I caught a glimpse of movement at the guest room window, it was Stan. Lost in my lust I had forgotten he was watching. Nick had his back to the house so he didn't see Stan but it made me hesitate before I replied with a low and husky whisper, "I love you too, Baby-brother."

Nick kissed his way down my torso. He flicked his tongue into my navel which made me giggle. He grinned back at me then tugged on my bikini bottoms as I lifted my hips. They slipped easily enough off my buttocks but Nick had to give an extra tug before my clinging cunt would release the wet material from its grip. He pulled them down my legs until one leg was free then left the bottoms to dangle from my other ankle.

Nick's eyes lit up like a kid opening presents on his birthday. "Jen, you've shaved your pussy bald."

I flashed a seductive grin at him and slid my middle finger through my saturated slit. "Do you like it?" I asked spreading my legs suggestively for my brother, "Does my pussy excite you?"




Logical Ch. 02



He nodded and kissed my labia before splitting them with his talented tongue. He explored my depths for a bit with his tongue then slipped his finger into me. He teased my clit from its sheath with soft silky teasing flicks of his tongue. Leaving my clit he trailed his tongue down my taint to tantalize my anus with quick feather like darts of his tongue. 

"Feels...feels....so...so...good." I moaned and muttered as my brother continued his pleasurable oral assault on my pussy.

Since I was getting close to climax my brother removed his finger from my snatch and shoved it up soggy butthole while gently biting my clit.

I arched my back and screamed in blessed orgasmic release. A white light of pleasure exploded before my eyes. I hollered, "Cum-cumming," 

After a moment everything came back into focus. My brother was standing nude between my still parted legs. I looked into his glazed eyes which smoldered with a lustful fire. His muscular chest heaved with excitement. I reached up and seductively racked my fingernails across his six-pack abs. I giggled as they trembled beneath my touch. Then I firmly grasped his tree trunk sized cock and guided into my wet wanton cunt.

"So....big...big." I groaned as Nick slowly slid his cock into my slick snatch until his bloated balls rested against my pink pucker. I clutched his ass digging my nails into his flesh embedding him fully inside me. My eyes widen in stunned disbelief as my pussy convulsed in sudden climax. I closed my eyes and wail in orgasmic release, "Oooooh! Cum...cunt...cum!"

Nick whizzed and fought back his own orgasm as my cunt squeezed his cock like a velvet vice. He huffed, "Geez, Sis, your pussy is so responsive."

Once I recovered I muttered with haste, "Fuck me, Nick. Fuck me hard and fast."

With that kind of encouragement Nick gripped my hips and began to pummel my pussy to a pleasurable pulp. He grunted as he grinded and grated his cock into me again and again. He set a fantastic pace that sent waves of ecstasy throughout my body. The picnic table rocked and cricked beneath me adding to the frenzied passion of our lovemaking.

I felt Stan's surveillance and snuck a quick glance over my brother's shoulder at the guest room window. My eyes locked momentarily with Stan's as he watched the taboo scene before him. I smiled at him as he mouthed the words, "I love you."

Turning my attention back to my brother I pinched and twisted my nipples until I squealed with depraved delight. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

He huffed in response, "Pussy...good...pussy...hot."

I felt my brother's enormous cock grow inside me and begin to twitch he was ready to cum. I bleated, "Cum in my pussy, fill my pussy."

"Not this time," Nick grunted as he ripped his cock from my pussy and began flogging himself.

"NOOO!" I cried out with wide-eyed disappointment.

"Sh, Shh, Sheesh," Nicked hissed as cum shot from his cock like buckshot, splattering across my body from my breasts to my vulva.

I gently squeezed his contracting balls as he finished climaxing. Once the last drop of cum had dripped from his cock I asked, "Why?"

Nick shot me his boyish grin, kissed me deeply and then whispered, "So Stan could see the money-shot."

"What?"

"I know Stan's been watching us." He kissed me again, slowly and thoughtful. "Thanks, for a pleasurable afternoon, I love you and I appreciate you."

When I opened my eyes he was gone. I lay back on the table and pondered the blue sky. I whined with irritation, "I want to cum."

"I know, you do, Honey," soothed Stan as he slipped his hard cock into my wet well used pussy. "And, you will. You look so beautiful when you cum."

I started to wipe my brother's cum from my torso with my fingers but Stan grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the table above my head.

He shook his head and said, "Leave it. It makes you look so slutty, so salacious. There's nothing sexier than a freshly fucked woman." He thrust his cock into me with furious short strokes.

"Oh, oh, oh" I moaned with each stab of his cock. I squeezed my cunt muscles in an effort to gripe his cock but my brother's heftiness had stretched me. I could barely feel my husband's cock rocketing in and out of me. Frustrated I slapped the table with the palm of my hand. The sting in my blow only added to my annoyance, "Fu-uck!"

"There, there," Stan teased me. He grinned at my agitation then he pulled his cock from my cunt. Before I could protest he gripped my ankles and pushed them toward my ears. He bent me in two exposing my soggy posterior for his enjoyment. He tapped the hard blunt head of his cock on my upturned butthole. He sniggered when it winked at him signaling I was ready to receive him.

"Aw, uh, oh," I grunted as Stan inched his cock, lubricated with my own excitement, into me. Further and further into my ass he penetrated me. My eyes widened and I gritted my teeth. My face twisted into a scowl as my sphincter resisted the intrusion of his hard cock. I blinked back the pain while he waited patiently for me to adjust to his girth. My grimace grew to a grin as the pain gave way to pleasure when I felt Stan's cock knocking on the backside of my G-spot through my vitals.

He bent and kissed me hotly on the lips and whispered, "Your ass is so tight. It feels so good."

"I... lov-love...yo-you." I gasped in sweet agony, "Fu-fuck...my...ass!"

Stan nodded and slowly began to withdraw his cock until just the helmet remained inside my ass. Then he just as slowly reinserted himself, "Jen, I love you. You feel so good, so good."

I breathed in deep soul-drenching drafts as Stan found a tempo that bound our bodies together in exquisite harmony. I stammered gibberish as he steadily increased his pace sending me to ever higher levels of ecstasy with each teasing tap of my G-spot. 

The table rocked beneath me to the fervor rhythm of the hammering Stan was giving my ass. I grew dizzy from the motion of the table and the zeal of the sex. I slowly shook my head from side to side to clear it, moaning and groaning. I was tight around Stan's cock and I could feel it increase in size as he grew ready to release his pent up passion.

With a final savage thrust Stan buried his cock into my ass. His cum careened throughout my innards. He roared with climatic release "Cumming!"

While Stan whizzed air into his lungs in an effort to recover, his cock remained hard and deep in my ass. It pleasantly pressed against my G-spot driving me to the edge of my own orgasm. I whined incoherently and pushed my palm down on my super-sensitive clit. I cried out in release as erotic exhilaration zoomed to my core. My entire pelvic contracted before it exploded in an orgasmic crescendo. Ejaculate erupted from my cunt like a geyser, shooting a stream of liquid six inches above my writhing body. I barked as a bright flare flashed before my eyes and then everything faded to black.

"Jen? Jen? Are you alright?"

"Never better," I mumbled with a half-smile as blood roared in my ears.

Stan caressed my lips with a kiss, "You are so beautiful when you cum."

I savored the feeling of satisfaction Stan had given me. I basked in the afterglow of his passion and love. I stroked Stan's face with my fingertips as contentment and serenity flowed between us. 

Stan's sated cock softened and slipped from me. He kissed me again and helped me off the table, I was stiff and my back ached. He gathered our clothes and led me upstairs on shaky legs to a hot soapy bath. He slipped into the tub with me and lovingly washed me with a warm washcloth, I was like a ragdoll with no strength of my own.

Breaking the satiated silence I said softly, "Darling, I have never had such an intense orgasm as the one you just gave me. It felt like everything below my waist exploded in pleasurable bliss."

Stan smiled and kissed my neck while gently massaged by aching back with the warm wet washcloth. "I love, Jen, with all my heart." 

I leaned back against his chest feeling his heartbeat through my body. I glowed with gratification as Stan wrapped his arms around me in a tender cocoon of euphoria. I asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

He kissed my neck, "You've never looked more beautiful and I have never been more excited. I love you, so much. Thank you for allowing me to share the moment with you."

I kissed his cheek and whispered, "It was only logical, you are my husband after all. I love you."



Logical Ch. 03



"Your cock feels so good, Baby." 

The bedroom was filled with the pink-orange glow of early morning sunlight that filtered through the window. I was lying on our marital bed on my side as my husband fucked me from behind me in the spoon position. I loved the look of passion on his face as he peeked over my shoulder into the mirrored doors of our closet.

He had a glint of wonder in his eyes as he gazed at his cock going in and out of my pussy. It fed his recently acquired voyeur compulsion. He caught my eye and whispered, "I'm glad I traded those closet doors for glass ones." He kissed my neck just below my ear then whispered, "I love the look of lust on your face as I fuck you."

I grabbed my knee and pulled my leg higher so he could get a good look at my wetness on his shaft as it slid in and out of my drenched cunt. I grinned back at him, "You love to see your cock in my pussy."

He chuckled, "Not just my cock."

A familiar mechanical buzz rose above the wet flesh on flesh smacks of our coitus. I glanced over my shoulder with a furrowed brow but failed to find the source. "Is that what I think it is?"

Abruptly Stan pulled his cock from my pussy. "Don't!" I protested, "Please don't stop."

He said with a wicked grin, "I thought you might enjoy some attention from your little pink pal."

I caught movement from the corner of my eye and discovered my pink vibrator as it hummed in my husband's hand. A moan of pleasure escaped me as Stanley caressed my nethers with the motorized pink phallus. First, he buzzed my inner thighs then my labia before he applied various pressures to my clit. My arousal built. I relished the powerful sensations surging through my body. I panted, "That's it, that's it," and puffed, "Oh yes, yes, that's it."

He slipped the egg shaped tip of the vibrator slowly inside my pussy. After a moment, he simulated intercourse by sliding the droning dildo in and out of my slick snatch. His lack of experience with the sex toy pushed the limits of my comfort.

"Let me," I growled and lightly smacked Stan's hand away from the vibrator. I took hold of it and soon located my G-spot with the enlarged head of the toy. Quickly, I twisted the base of the vibrator dialing up the intensity of the pulsations that gyrated throughout my body.

"Ahhh!" I cried out as Stan pushed his blunt cockhead drenched with my own desire into my butthole with a vigorous thrust. 

The sudden violation caused me to gasp and blink with pain as my sphincter resisted the entry of my husband's stone hard cock. My ass was tight and it felt like a telephone pole had been inserted into my ass. My mind reeled between pain and pleasure then slowly sided with joyous pleasure as Stan slowly inched himself into me until his cock pressed against the backside of my G-spot through my innards. 

Sensuous shockwaves of pleasure raced through my core as my vibrator hummed against one side of my G-spot while Stan's stone hard cock pressed against the other side. I huffed, "Stan...I...love...you. Fuck...me."

He gently but firmly tugged on my nipples while lovingly squeezing my breast before he slowly began to withdraw his cock. Just when he was about to be expelled from my ass he forcefully pushed himself back into me. Soon his pace quickened and he surrendered to his lust. He stabbed his cock in and out of my ass with savage thrusts.

"That's it, oh, uh, Stan, fuck me. Uh, oh, fuck my ass."

I diddled my clit with fiendish fervor until a toe-curling orgasm was achieved. My climax exploded in the pleasure centers of my mind. My cunt contorted and contracted around the humming device still imbedded deep within me. I screamed with agonized release, "Yeessssssssss!" 

Stan was sent over the top by my orgasm and with a final brutal thrust he buried himself fully into my butt and blasted shotgun like spurts of cum deep into my innards. He cried with release, "Ahh!" 

I pulled the still humming vibrator from my gratified gash. I turned it off and dropped it on the floor with a thud. I grimaced as Stan pulled his softening cock from my ass. I rolled over onto my back and felt his cum seep out of me. I looked up into my husband's satisfied face and pulled it to mine. I caressed his lips with a kiss then whispered, "I love you."

His grin reflected the sexual gratification, "You are so beautiful when you cum. I love watching you cum."

After a few more minutes of postcoital kissing and cuddling we rose from our bed to start the day. Stan jumped into the shower and I headed downstairs to start breakfast before I woke our sons up.

Later that morning I was on the way out the door when my cell phone rang. The caller ID showed it was my husband. Grinning I answered with a husky seductive voice, "Hello, Lover."

"Hey, Jen, you sexy thing, "he teased, "Tina just called and asked to meet us for lunch. Are your free?"

I checked my watch, "Where does she want to meet?"

Stan replied, "I have to present my findings to the Board this afternoon, so I suggested the Hospital Cafeteria. Its not four-star fare, but its not bad food."

I replied, "I have a ten o'clock appointment in Arcadia but I should be able to make it by twelve-thirty. What time is your meeting?"

"Two. We should have plenty of time. I'll call Tina back and confirm."

"Stan," I was wary, "Did Tina, say what she wanted to talk about?"

His voice was reassuring, "No, but she did sound anxious."

"Do you think she's having second thoughts about my arrangement with Nick?"

Stan remained unruffled, "She thanked me for allowing last Saturday's tryst and mentioned that Nick had been rather thoughtful towards her lately. I think this is some new crisis, but I have no idea what it could be."

A couple of hours later I found my husband waiting for me in the hall just outside the hospital's cafeteria. My face split into a wide smile as soon as I saw my virile 43-year old husband. I boldly approached him and took his face in my hands and pulled him into a passionate kiss. While my tongue explored his mouth, my pelvis, on its own volition ground against his crotch.

Thankfully, Stan remembered where we were and reluctantly pushed me back, "Wow, I'm glad to see you too."

Tina, my very pregnant sister, waddled up to us and with a sly smiled commented, "My goodness, do you two want to eat lunch or just skip it and grab a motel room?"

We laughingly broke our amorous embrace and entered the hospital cafeteria. Our plates were filled behind the serving line and passed to us over the counter. We took our trays to an empty table in the corner of the noisy dining room for a modicum of privacy. After we sat down Tina gave me her appraisal, "My goodness, Jennifer, you look radiant. You're absolutely glowing."

I couldn't contain my smile, "They say the more a woman has sex, the more she wants it. I can testify that is a real fact. If you hadn't wandered up on us I would have mounted Stan right in the hall."

Tina laughed, but Stan, who had just filled his mouth with food, begun to choke. He grabbed a napkin and spewed the contents of his mouth into it. Teary-eyed and red-faced he finally recovered. "Please, Jen, I work here."

We all laughed. Afterwards we made small talk over our meal. We had just finished eating when Stan glanced at his watch. I picked up his signal and asked Tina, "So what was so important that you drove all the way to Pasadena from Orange County in your condition. I know it couldn't have been very comfortable."

She smiled weakly, "You don't know how uncomfortable it was...I'm going to have quit driving until after the twins are born. I can barely fit behind the steering wheel. If I push my seat back any further my arms won't reach the steering wheel."

I patted her hand with understanding, "What can we do to help?"

Tina forced a smile again, "I wanted to talk to both of you about this, and I hate to ask, you've both been so gracious and understanding about our situation." A tear trickled down her cheek, "I'm afraid Nick's going to lose his job....."

The dam had been breached and a flood of tears streamed down Tina's face. Bawling females were never Stan's strong suit and he looked around uncomfortably not knowing what to do. I gently rubbed Tina's back and let her get it out of her system. When she had settled down to sniffles I asked, "Are you sure you're not just being hormonal? How is Nick going to lose his job?"

Tina paused, sighed and answered, "No I'm not hormonal...I am, but not about this...Kimber won't leave Nick alone. Thanks to you, he has no further interest in her but she won't leave him alone."

"He should go to his company's Human Resources Manager and lodge a complaint against that Bitch." I suggested with curt annoyance.

Stan broke-in, "No man is going to complain about a beautiful woman hitting on him. It's not macho. Even if he did complain HR won't take it too seriously."

I glared at my husband, "How do you know Kimber's beautiful?"

He threw up his hands in self-defense, "You said she had blonde hair and big boobs. I assumed Tina wouldn't worry about her nor would Nick be tempted by someone hideous. Sorry, I mentioned it."

I stuck my tongue out at my husband's sarcastic rebuke. I turned to Tina, "So how is Kimber a threat to Nick's job?"

"She's not a direct threat." Tina sighed, "But she's become such a nuisance that Nick goes out of his way to avoid her."

"Good for him," I chimed-in.

Tina bit her lip to gird herself with resolve, "The daughter of Nick's boss is getting married this weekend and Nick has decided not to go because Kimber is going to be there."

This time Stan interrupted, "Then I don't see the problem, Tina."

Another tear silently streamed down Tina's cheek, "Please let me finish. Nick's boss has arranged for his daughter to be married on a cruise ship this weekend. Saturday afternoon the ship pulls out of Los Angles Harbor and sails down the coast and is back in harbor by eight Sunday morning. The captain of the ship will perform the service."

Stan nodded his understanding, "Trapped with ultimate temptation on a cruise to nowhere."

"Exactly," Tina confirmed.

I asked, "So instead of being trapped with little Miss Boobs and Butt, Nick is willing to risk his standing with his boss by not going on this overnight cruise?"

"Exactly," nodded Tina, "His boss won't fire him but he will remember Nick wasn't there when the reservations were already made. It could come back to bite him later. I told Nick to invite you but he says you guys have already done too much."

I glanced at my husband, he had a dreamy look in his eyes. Before I could comment he said, "Don't worry Tina, Jennifer would be more than happy to be Nick's date at the wedding this weekend."

Tina regarded him with somber curiosity, "Are you sure, Stan. You won't mind if Jen spent the night with Nick?"

Stan reached across the table and gave Tina's hand a reassuring squeeze. "It'll be fine, right Jen?"

I found the thought very appealing and nodded my head. With conviction I added, "If you two don't mind, I'll arrange to meet Nick after work this evening and finalize the weekend plans."

Stan's face displayed an uncanny awareness and Tina' s face brightened at the suggestion. Both of them gave an affirmative answer and my face split into a wide grin. Stan glanced at his watch then excused himself for his meeting.

I walked Tina to her car and gave her a supportive hug. "Everything will be all right, don't worry about Nick's job or Kimber anymore. It's not good for your babies for you to be upset."

"Thanks, Jen. I can't thank you and Stan enough for what you are doing for us. You are definitely my favorite sister."

"I'm your only sister," I growled with good humor.

Her pregnant belly jiggled with laughter as she got into her car. She sped away after throwing me a wave of her hand. 

After I left the hospital I headed home. On the way I called a client in Redondo Beach who used the Green-California Cleaning Products I sold. She ran an apartment complex a block from the beach with the most beautiful ocean views. She agreed to loan me a vacant apartment for the evening and in exchange I would take my commission off her next order.

Next I called my brother, Nick. "Hey, Baby-brother, would you like to have supper with me tonight?"

"I'll have to check with Tina." 

The rich timbre of his voice made me quiver. "Already done, umm," I cleared my throat then continued, "I talked to her early today. She thought you might enjoy supper with your big sister and I know that you will." 

Nick chuckled, "Sounds good to me. Where do you want to meet?"

"Redondo Beach."

"Okay, you thinking seafood? What's the name of the restaurant?"

I responded matter-of-factly, "It's not a restaurant. It's an apartment, here's the address..."

With a whine Nick interrupted "Then you want me to lug boxes of cleaning products before I eat."

"If I recall correctly, you were handsomely rewarded the last time you carried boxes for me. Anyway you didn't complain about it."

"No complaints," he exclaimed with pure pleasure, "Will Stan be joining us, again?"

"Just you and me, six o'clock good for you?"

"Sure, see you then."

I hung-up the phone then arranged for my kids to stay next door after school with the neighbor. Completing my arrangements I ran a hot bubble bath. I lit several vanilla aromatherapy candles before settling down for a luxurious soak. I sighed as I slipped into the soapy water, "ah."

As my body relaxed, my mind whirled with licentious thoughts. I reflected on my husband's increased libido and the loving attention he had given me since he had allowed my sexual affair with Nick. My core warmed with the love I felt for my husband. I contemplated the sexual satisfaction I had experienced since my brother had started fucking me with his big cock. My nethers moistened with the lust I felt for my brother.

My body shivered with an involuntary tremor of arousal. Almost on their own accord my fingers found my nipples and lightly pinched them until they harden. They protruded above the water like the periscopes of twin submarines. My core had now heated to an unconstrained cauldron of fiery wantonness. I traced a finger from my breasts down my taut tummy to my quivering quim. I pushed two fingers into my cunt.

"Oh, that feels good." I murmured aloud as I pressed my palm against my clit. A moan of delicious delight rippled from me as I increased the tempo of my digits working in and out of my cunt. 

The magnitude of my ecstasy rose as I manipulated myself into a frenzy. The hot tide of passion swirled around me as water sloshed from the tub and splattered on the tile floor. I pressed my palm hard against my clit and hurtled toward the point of no return. My fingers sawed in and out of me with rapid intensity. I soared higher and until I reached the peak of delight. I pressed my clit until I exploded into a downpour of salacious sensations. I achieved orgasm with a gratified groan, "Aww!"

I savored the feeling of satisfaction and contentment. Finally, I arose from the bath and dried myself. I brushed my honey-brown hair, happy with the manageable Gosselin Bob style instead of keeping it long. As I stood naked before the bathroom mirror and applied my make-up I surveyed my 34 year-old body. I was pleased that my 117 pound frame was only carried seven more pounds than when I had graduated from college. I sucked-in my gut then slowly exhaled most of it stayed in place. 

"Not bad after two kids," I said to my reflection.

What I found even more gratifying was the fact that my 36-28-38 curves could still excite my husband and enflame my brother-lover. I slipped into a pair of cut-off shorts and a blue T-shirt with a graphic golden cougar on it from my old college, Los Angeles Pacific College. I smiled at my reflection and hollered, "Gooo! Cougars!"

I slipped into a blue pair of high heels, and then I stuffed a few items into a gym bag and left for the evening. On the way to Redondo Beach I stopped at Joe's Pizzeria and picked up a large supreme pizza and a six pack of beer. I arrived at the manager's office and picked up a key to the vacant apartment.

My brother knocked on the borrowed apartment's door at quarter after six. I opened the door and greeted him with a kiss. "You're late."

Nick kissed me back and playfully patted my behind, "Traffic." He wolf whistled and followed me into the apartment, "Gosh, Sis, I haven't seen you dressed like that since you were in college. Are we reminiscing this evening?"

I stood on my tip-toes to ruffle my brother's sandy hair atop his six foot frame. I took his hand and led him inside the empty apartment. I glanced over my shoulder and caught Nick ogling my ass as it undulated in my cut-offs. I replied to his question with a wicked grin, "Something like that. Remember when we would have pizza on the floor and watch videos when we were kids?"

"Yeah."

"Well tonight we're going to watch the sunset instead of videos."

Nick appraised the apartment devoid of furniture. With a gleeful laugh his gaze came to rest on the Mexican blanket spread out in front of the sliding glass door. In the middle of the blanket was the large pizza box from Joe's Pizzeria.

I handed my brother a cold beer, and said, "Dinner is served."

Nick sat cross-legged, Indian style, and I lay on my belly next to him on the colorful blanket. He flipped open the box and we both seized a wedge of pizza. Nick chewed on his slice as he looked thoughtfully out the big window at the sun sinking into the Pacific. "How did you arrange this?"

I washed down my bite of pizza with a long swing of beer before I answered, "I traded for it. The manager here buys cleaning products from me. So in exchange for the use of this vacant apartment this evening I'll sell her the next order at cost. It's more romantic and a lot cheaper than a hotel room."

The smile in Nick's eyes contained a sensuous flame, "Thanks. I can't believe how good you've been to me."

I grinned mischievously at my brother, "Believe me, its been my pleasure."

Nicked cocked an eyebrow as he recognized a tune coming from the boom-box I brought with me. He looked at the music machine sitting on the mantel of the fireplace then asked, "Oldies, Sis?"

Giggling I countered, "Classics."

We ate most of the pizza while watching the sun sink lower and lower into the Pacific making small talk. I felt my brother's hand slip between my thighs. Startled, I jumped almost spilling my beer on the carpet. I slapped his hand and scolded, "Nick!"

He drew his hand back like it had been burnt and pouted, "I'm ready for dessert."

I shook my head, "Oh, you'll get dessert after the floor show but we need to talk first."

"Floor show?"

"Talk first."

The sunset made the room glow a mixture of pink and orange colors. I sat up and crossed my legs to mirror Nick's position. I wanted to look into his face as we talked. "Tina said you weren't going to the wedding of your boss's daughter this weekend."

Nick frowned then spouted, "Geez, when did she talk to you about that?"

"Don't be upset with Tina. She has your best interest at heart. She's a mother so she'll do whatever it takes to counter whatever threatens the stability of her family. For example, she swallowed her pride and arranged for her husband to have a sexual surrogate to prevent him from having an affair that would have only led to divorce."

Nick held up his hand in surrender, "And if she feels that something is a threat to the family she'll overrule my wishes and talk to my big sister about it."

I glared at my brother not appreciating his attitude. "Nick, do you know how precious Tina is? She loves you dearly and has proven that in a pretty unique way."

"I know and I love her for it, more than I can ever express. I just don't need any problems with Kimber and if I go to that wedding I'm afraid there would be. Mr. Everett will understand if I don't show up at the wedding because my wife is ill."




Logical Ch. 03



I softened my expression and grabbed Nick's hand. I tenderly kissed his palm then asked with a hushed tone, "Why didn't you want to ask me to be your date for the wedding?"

Nick kicked his legs out in front of him, sighed, and then crossed his ankles. The tensing of his jaw betrayed his deep frustrations, "I thought about it, but showing up with you would really set Kimber off. She knows you're my sister and if she became aware we were sharing a cabin she'd tell Mr. Everett we were more intimate than most brothers and sisters. Mr. Everett would flip out and I'd definitely get fired."

My eyebrows rose with inquiry, "What if we bring Stan, too?"

"What?"

"That's it," I snapped my fingers, "Stan and I will get our own cabin and just crash the wedding." I spoke with an air of calm and self-confidence which seemed to reassure Nick.

"You think Stan will go along with that idea? It seems like a lot to ask after all you and Stan have done for me. What about your marriage? How much more can Stan allow?"

I still held my brother's hand so I squeezed it quickly to sweep aside his hesitation. "Don't worry about Stan and me, our marriage is fine, he loves me as much as Tina loves you. I can't explain it but we've grown closer together since you and I started having sex."

He nodded, "Okay, but I still don't see the big deal if I don't show at the wedding. Mr. Everett will understand if I don't show up because my wife is ill."

"Sure in the short run, you're probably right but what about long term. Suppose you and someone else who went to the wedding are up for the same promotion, his presence at the wedding may give him a upper hand."

Nick shook his head, "Mr. Everett isn't that petty."

"He wouldn't see it as petty. He'd see it as a loyalty issue. He would see it as the other guy went the extra mile."

My brother's mouth took on an unpleasant twist as he considered the possibilities. Finally he admitted, "I hadn't thought of that happening."

A warm smile eased across my face, "Well, it's a good thing Tina did." Then I slyly added, "So Stan and I will accompany you to the wedding and little Miss Boobs and Butt won't be able to get near you and spoil everything."

Nick nodded then sealed the deal with a kiss. His tongue traced the soft fullness of my lips and sent shivers of desire racing through me. His hand roamed with intimacy over my breasts. His stroking fingers sent jolts of pleasure through me and my nipples firmed instantly under his touch.

A delicious warmth enveloped my body. I huffed for breath and forced myself to push his hands away from me before he could become more carried away. "Wait, Nick."

"Geez!" Disconcerted, he crossed his arms and sulked.

I giggled at his childish behavior and pushed myself up off the floor and retreated to the bathroom. Glancing over my shoulder I said, "Start a fire in the fireplace, you just have to turn the gas on and ignite it. When I tell you... push play on the CD player."

Nick's eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation, "Floor show?"

I just grinned at him and closed the bathroom door behind me. I called through the door, "You might want to get naked too."

Turning to the task at hand I pulled my T-shirt off and unsnapped my cut-offs letting them both hit the floor. I wore neither a bra nor panties. I glanced at my naked frame in the mirror. My nipples were as hard as diamonds and I was sure they would indeed cut glass. I hissed as I gave each nipple a naughty tweak. The labia of my bald pussy were puffy and pouted for attention. They glistened with wet anticipation of the pleasures to come.

I opened my gym bag which was sitting on the sink and pulled out a pair of blue panty-like dance briefs. They had a narrow elastic waistband and were worn at my natural waist. I pulled them up to just below my belly-button. The spandex material clung to the crevices of my dampening cunt which created a teasing camel-toe. With a wicked grin I ran a finger down my slit feeding more material into it and cooed, "Umm, that's where I want my little brother's big cock."

Shaking my head I broke my reverie. I pulled a golden polyester crop top from my bag and put it on. It had a tie-front and therefore no buttons. I adjusted the collar with an audible pop and tied it snuggly against my breasts. The material hugged my breasts with a loving embrace then tented from my hard nipples. I ran my finger down my exposed taut tummy which trembled with desire.

Finally, I hooked opaque blue and gold striped nylon leg-warmers to the heels of my dance shoes. Then I pulled them up my smooth legs and popped the elastic bands to hold them firmly in place against my upper thighs.

I clicked blue earrings that matched my briefs into the pierced holes of my ear lopes. Then I smeared a golden eye-shadow similar to the color of my top onto my eyelids. I quickly ran a brush through my hair and stood back from the mirror for a final inspection. I smiled at my reflection pleased with my appearance.

I wondered how many women that were on my old college dance team could still fit into their dance outfits from a dozen years ago. I thought with a trace of sobriety, comparing the image before me to the rowdy young woman who had once pranced across the gym floor. Maybe a few more pounds I confessed. I clucked to my reflection, "Not bad, Girl, not bad at all."

Before I opened the door I hollered, "Okay, Nick, hit it."

As the music began I strutted from the bathroom swerving my hips to the pulsing beat of the music. I stopped in front of the fireplace so it could back light me. I was amazed at how much ambient light came through the big sliding glass door. A bemused smile graced my lips, I was sure my brother would be able to see every sexy move I made.

Twirling into the center of the room I begun a dance routine that I had practiced so much a dozen years ago that my muscles had memorized it. I shot my brother a seductive smile as he sat naked in the middle of Mexican blanket. I saw his huge cock throb with excitement. Its bloated purple head seemed to follow me about the room as I moved my body to the rhythm of the music.

After the first song ended and the next began I altered my well rehearsed dance routine. I pursed my lips into a pout and pulled the tie of my top in time to the music before seductively slipping it off my shoulders. My nipples were hard and rose rigidly from my pinkish brown areolas centered on my big breasts. I took a deep breath then tugged at my hard nipples. I smiled impishly at Nick as he applauded wildly and blew a wolf-whistle.

My buttocks jiggled as I danced and my dance briefs had ridden up the crack of my ass. I turned my back to Nick and popped my hip up and down to the beat of the music. I glance over my shoulder catching my brother's eye and gave him a flirtatious grin. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my blue dance briefs then seductively shed my dance briefs by sliding them down over the colorful leg-warmers covering my legs. My pretty pucker and proud pussy were on full display to my brother. I heard the sharp intake of his breath. I stepped out of my briefs and strutted boldly across the room twirling them on my forefinger as my brother applauded and hooted. I tossed them to him.

He brought my briefs up to his nose and deeply inhaled my fragrance. His eyes contained a sensuous flame and a demure smile danced across his face. He licked his lips with longing as he watched me wiggle to the music. He was mesmerized as I paused and slid down into a squat in front of him just out of his reach. As my butt touched the back of my high-heels I parted my legs to splay my succulent shaved snatch to him. He shook his head in amazement I was sure he saw that my gash glistened with excitement for him. 

"Like what you see?" I cooed at him with glazed eyes.

"You're so sexy, Sis. I want to fuck you so bad it hurts," he choked. Unconsciously he had begun to stroke his huge horse-size cock with his hand as he gazed intently at my gash as it opened for him like budding rose petals going to full bloom.

I flashed him a salacious smile and smacked my knees together. I giggled at Nick's disappointed groan. I sprung up from the squatted position and wiggle-walked the last few feet to my brother. I watched his eyes as they glimmered with raw sexual power. When I reached him I swung my leg onto his shoulder and hooked my nylon clad knee behind his head and flared my pussy before him. I whispered with a husky emotion, "I love you, Nick."

He looked up from my snatch which was just inches from his face and into my eyes, "I love you too, Jen."

I closed my eyes as his lips caressed my labia with a kiss. I threw my head back and groaned at the ceiling as he blew his hot breath across my simmering snatch. I pulled his hair to maneuver his face more fully into my pussy. I seethed between my teeth, "Quit teasing me, Fucker."

Nick giggled at my impatience and kissed my labia again. "I love your pussy, Jen."

Finally, his talented tongue began to probe my depths. Slyly he slipped his finger into me with a wet sucking sound. He teased my clit from its sheath with soft silky teasing flicks of his tongue. Leaving my clit, he trailed his tongue down my taint to tantalize my anus with quick feather like darts of his tongue. 

"Feels...feels....so...so...good." I moaned and muttered as my brother continued his pleasurable oral onslaught on my pussy. I grew weak-kneed and clutched my brother's shoulders to keep from falling down. I was getting close to climax and my brother sensed it so he removed his finger from my snatch and pulled me down to his lap.

I slid wetly down my brother's broad athletic chest and into his lap. I firmly grasped his cock. It pulsated in my hand as his blood coursed through it. I fed his hard throbbing cock into my wet wanton hole. I watched his eyes widen as his big dick penetrated me. We both panted with pleasure as I completely sank down on his cock until I was fully impaled upon it. I stammered, "Baby-brother, you're so hard....so big...your cock feels...feels so good...inside me." 

I squeezed my cunt muscles tightening my grip on his monster cock. The sensation took Nick's breath away and I was thankful I had mastered the Kegel exercises the doctor had given me after the birth of my last child. I sat on Nick in a modified Lotus position and we tenderly embraced before I began to glide gracefully up and down on his shaft.

Nick moaned with a deep throaty timbre, "Your puss...your pussy...so wet...so tight...feels so good. Love...your pussy...Sis."

I taught my brother how to share an intimate breath with me. When he exhaled I would inhale and then vice versa. As he breathed in, I rocked my pelvis back and tighten my vaginal muscles around his cock. 

"Ohhh, Jen." Nick gasped with pleasure. When he exhaled I rolled my pelvis forward and my cunt would reluctantly release its grip on his dick. After a bit he was able to mirror my movements and we became spellbound with each other in a serene dance of ecstasy. 

I liked being on top. I liked the control it gave me. I set the pace and teased Nick by alternating the depth I took his hefty cock into my cunt. I used his broad shoulders for leverage and rose up quickly then bounced rapidly up and down on his cock with just a couple of inches inside me. Then I further tormented him by sliding slowly up the full length of his shaft until his cock almost fell out of me only to glide back down until I was fully seated again. I vocalized my pleasure by groaning on the way up and moaning on the way down. Then I stopped completely and whimpered as I tightened my cunt muscles around his cock again.

"You're... torturing... me," whined Nick. He squeezed my grapefruit size breasts and pinched and tugged at my pink nipples until I squealed with relish.

Keeping an arm around Nick's neck for balance I diddled my clit as I rode his cock trying to maintain my tortoise like pace. Our passion began to build so I picked up speed as my orgasm approached. I puffed, "I...ooh... love....ooh... cock...love...your... hard cock...ooh."

Nick clamped down on both my nipples as I suddenly ceased my erratic erotic activity and buried massive manhood inside of me. He watched me mesmerized as my face contorted into a grimace as my entire pelvis constricted around his cock with such intensity I feared I might snap it in two. 

I threw back my head and screeched in joyful orgasmic release, "My pussy...my...pussy...cum."

It was more than Nick could take and I could feel his testicles as they contracted beneath me. He shot spurt after spurt of cum into the depths of my pussy. It felt like I was sitting on a fully charged fire-hose.

I looked into his pleasure-filled eyes and once again squeezed my muscles to lock his cock in the warm wet spasms of my cunt. I cooed, "Fill my pussy, Nick. Fill my pussy with your cum."

He hollered, "Cum-cum-cumming."

I collapsed on Nick's chest with a grunt of blessed release. His cock softened and slipped from my slick snatch. I sat in my brother's lap and caught my breath. I kissed him and said, "I love you, Baby-brother." 

"I love you, too, Sis." Nick whispered as he held me tight his voice cracked with emotion. "I love you so much. I loved the look on your face when you cum. You're so beautiful when you cum."

I kissed him on the cheek then asked, "Did you enjoy the floor show?"

He laughed, "I sure did. You still got the moves Big Sister. You're just as sexy now as when you were in college. Where did you get the idea to perform your old dance routine? You made another of my fantasies come true."

Smiling with mischief I explained, "I found an old VHS tape in my closet the other day. We recorded our practice sessions at the college. I remembered that I had brought a copy home over Christmas break one time so I could critique our routine. I recalled that when I went to the den to play it I caught you masturbating as you watched it."

Red-faced Nick mumbled, "I didn't know you caught me. Why didn't you say something?"

I lay my head on my brother's shoulder for a moment then said, "What's to say? You were a horny kid. Its normal for an eighteen year-old guy to jack-off while watching sexily dressed women dance and prance around." I hooked my finger around Nick's chin and pulled his face around so I could look into his eyes before I continued, "When I found it the other day I had an epiphany, it wasn't the other women who so enflamed your passion, it was me, wasn't it?"

Nick shyly nodded and shot me a boyish grin, "I've always found you sexy, Jen. I used to get so jealous of your boyfriends because they got to fuck you and I didn't. I loved you longer."

I kissed my brother with emotional passion. While my tongue wrestled with his, I traced my hand down his rigid torso until I found his cock. It had hardened again and was weeping pre-cum. I sighed with pleasure at my discovery.

With lustful intention I rolled from Nick's lap onto the Mexican blanket. I lay on my back and spread my legs wide in a lustful invitation to my brother. As he rolled over on top of me I grasped his dick feeling it throb with desire and ran it up and down my sensitive slit. 

Nick watched me and our eyes locked as the blunt head of his hard cock once again penetrated me. As he sank his full length into me I blinked at the pleasure and once again clutched his cock with my pussy muscles. Soon Nick was frantically plunging into my hot box like a lunatic. 

I raked my heels across his ass like bronco rider at a rodeo. I encouraged him with a shout of, "That's it Baby-brother, pound my pussy."

Suddenly he slowed his pace and moved to suck on one of my nipples. He wanted to tease me.

Aggravated I slapped his ass and hissed, "Don't...don't stop. Faster Nick, fuck me faster."

He began to pummel my pussy like he was possessed. Once again he felt my cunt contract around his cock as I wailed in ecstasy as another orgasmic wave crashed down on me. It proved to be more than he could take and he sank fully into my snatch. His balls tightened and he shot spurts of cum deep into me. I could feel the blood pound in my ears along with Nick's orgasmic bellows.

Once he was drained he rolled off of me and gasped for breath. I leaned over and stroked his sandy hair out of his face. I looked deeply into his eyes and kissed him just as deeply. I moved into the crook of his arm to cuddle and whispered to him, "I love you, Nick. I will always be your private dancer."

Later that night I found Stan in the den watching television when I got home. I was once again wearing my cut-offs and T-shirt and seductively swung my hips as I entered the room. "Stan, I'm home. Did you get the boys in bed?"

He pointed the remote control at the television and pushed the off button. The picture on the screen blinked blue then faded to black. He measured me with a cool appraising look. For along moment, I looked back at him. He said in a low, composed voice, "The boys went to bed hours ago. Did you enjoy your evening?"

"I sure did," I replied sultrily pulling my shirt off over my head before dropping to my knees in front of my husband. I unzipped his trousers freeing his cock, "but the evening isn't over with yet."

Taking his cock in my hand I felt it pulsate in my hand as blood filled it to a stony hardness. I kissed its head then licked the length of the shaft. I smiled as I heard Stan's sharp-in-take of breath. I sucked the engorged head and lovingly squeezed his full balls. I pushed the tip of my tongue down Stan's piss slit. I giggled as he squirmed in his seat.

"Unh-uh! D-d-did, uh, Nick agree, uh, to take you to the wedding?"

I looked up from my husband's cock into his eyes and said with impish glee, "Yes, and you're going too. We're going to be wedding crashers."

My husband's questioning gaze transformed into a look of lust as I swallowed his entire cock. After a long pause I moved back up the shaft and began to suck intensely on just the glans of Stan's penis. I created another sensation for him with my hands. I gently twisted one hand along his shaft and massaged his scrotum with the other.

Once I was satisfied that Stan was ready to pop I spit out his cock. I grinned as he groaned in disappointment. I turned my back to him and peeled my shorts down. I kicked them across the room and heard Stan's gasp of approval as he got a glimpse of my pucker. Slowly I lowered myself into my husband's lap. I picked up his cock out of his lap. It was lubricated with my slobber. I pointed it at my butthole which was soggy from my brother's cum that had leaked from my pussy.

As the head of his cock penetrated my ass I grimaced and clutched the padded arms of my husband's chair. Straight-armed I supported my weight on the chair arms and slowly sank down Stan's hard cock until I was fully impaled upon it. Seated on his cock I felt like I was sitting on a fence pole. I paused and sniffled at the pain. As I relaxed I felt Stan's cock pushing against the backside of my G-spot. Once the pain was replaced with pleasure I gradually glided up and down of my husband's cock.

"You're ass is so tight...ah, Jen...feels so....so good," Stan stuttered with a husky voice.

I stammered back, "Cock...good...hard...feels."

Stan laughed at my inarticulate utterance then groaned with pleasure as I increased the tempo. He gripped my hips and helped balance me as I bounced up and down on his joystick. His grunts and my groans blended with the wet flesh on flesh smacks of our coupling into one crescendo of intimacy. He pulled me down until I was fully seated on his cock and with a groan he shot cum deep into my recesses. His breath hissed between his teeth with each spurt of his cock. He sounded like steam whistle.

Stan's spurting cock was firmly lodged against my G-spot and only added to my own urgency. I pushed hard against my supersensitive clit with my palm. My eyes rolled back into their sockets as rockets of pleasure tore across my mind. My pelvis contracted with an intense orgasm. I actually barked.




Logical Ch. 03



After I returned from orbit I leaned back against Stan and kissed his cheek. Meanwhile, his cock softened and slipped from my ass. I basked in the afterglow of our copulation. I said with a heavy sigh, "I love you, Stan. I love you so much."

He kissed my cheek, "I love you more than I can express."

I twisted around and contently cuddled in his arms. "I never knew I could be so happy."

"Nothing pleases me more than your happiness, well, maybe your ass," he teased. Then more seriously he asked, "What's this about crashing a wedding?"

Sitting naked on my husband's lap I explained the plans for the weekend. I clarified that it would not only save Nick from the clutches of Kimber but would be very, very pleasurable for us as well.

As Stan wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight I said, "Besides Darling, you are my husband, its only logical that you join us."



Logical Ch. 04



After the latest tryst with my brother I decided to do something nice for my sister, after all she was allowing me to fuck her husband. I planned to clean her house using the environmental-friendly cleaning products. Since they contained no chemicals I thought Tina's hypersensitive senses might find them a bit more tolerable. After making sure sure she would be home then drove down to Orange County.

I finished cleaning her house just before lunch. Tina was very grateful and invited me to join her and her kids for lunch. After lunch she lay the children down for a nap allowing us to visit uninterrupted.

Tina filled my glass with lemonade, "Thanks so much, Jen. I can't tell you how much it means to me that you cleaned my house. I've vacuumed and dusted but every time I use a floor cleaner I throw-up, so I've let my floors go."

Sitting across from her at the kitchen table I sipped my drink before I replied, "It's the chemicals. Your senses are so hypersensitive right now that you're picking up scents you usually don't notice."

She nodded in agreement, "Are you sure I can't pay you for cleaning? I know the bathroom should have been declared a haz-mat area."

We both laughed then I added, "No, I'm happy to do it."

"That's why you're my favorite sister," she smiled broadly and rubbed her pregnant belly.

"I'm your only sister."

We shared another chuckle then Tina added, "Seriously Jen, you saved my marriage. I think big-boobed Kimber would have stolen Nick by now if you hadn't started having sex with him. He came home last night after he had been with you and just cuddled with me. He has become so loving and attentive."

I smiled impishly, "Maybe, I should thank you for suggesting I start sleeping with my brother. I think my own marriage has actually gotten stronger. Stan and I share a much more intense intimacy as well."

Tina's big doe eyes reflected a faraway gaze. She sighed, "I miss it, you know?"

"Miss what?"

"Sex."

I patted her hand, "I'm sorry." 

"It's not just the physical aspect of sex that I miss. I understand that my body just can't tolerate sex right now. My uterus would literally prolapse if I had an orgasm. But, what I miss most is the emotional intimacy."

She sipped her lemonade, "Don't get me wrong, I appreciate you taking care of Nick's physical needs but, I miss the emotional intimacy Nick and I shared from sex."

A wicked smile crossed my face as an even more wicked idea crossed my mind. "Maybe, you should join Nick and me the next time we're together."

Tina's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "I don't know about that Jen. Nick said that Stan liked to watch but I don't know if I can."

"I didn't say watch, I said join." 

She cocked her head sideways in thoughtful contemplation. "I don't follow you."

I outlined my thoughts how my brother and Tina might achieve emotional intimacy. I suggested that since my body type wasn't much different from Tina's before she became pregnant that maybe if I put on a dark wig I could actually resemble her.

"So what you're proposing is that you become me?" asked Tina.

"Not exactly," I shook my head, "I think I can become a reasonable facsimile."

"I can see how that might turn on Nick," she bit her lower lip. "But, I don't understand how that might fulfill my emotional needs." 

Shrugging my shoulders I added, "I just read in a women's magazine how people commonly rank faces similar to their own as more attractive than others.It concluded that we want to recognize the best aspects of ourselves in similar faces. I'm thinking that recognition may act as a powerful aphrodisiac not only for Nick but for you."

Tina's big brown eyes brightened with understanding. "So, you think if I watch Nick fuck you while you look like me, I will feel emotionally bonded to the encounter. Sort of like an out of body experience?"

"Something like that." I nodded.

She couldn't contain her excitement, "When?"

"If you can find a baby sitter, how about this evening?"

Tina arched her eyebrows surprised, "What about Stan? You were with Nick just last night, won't he object?"

I reached for my cell phone, "You take care of a sitter and I'll take care of Stan."

While Tina made arrangements with her mother to watch her children, I called my husband. At first, he was hesitant to give his permission for another encounter with Nick after last night's erotic session. 

"Didn't you enjoy last night?" I asked him a bit annoyed with his attitude.

He sighed, "You know I did, but I didn't get to watch you dance for Nick."

"I've danced for you plenty of times Stan, last night was for Nick. Tonight is for Tina. If you thought it was hot after I got home last night, wait until tonight."

Reluctantly, Stan gave his permission with the understanding that there would be no more sex with my brother until the cruise this weekend. After I hung up I headed to the Westfield Fashion Park to purchase a few items for the evening.

Tina's mother had collected the children by the time I got back from the mall. I parked on the street a couple of houses away from my brother's house so he wouldn't spot my vehicle. Nick would be home in a couple of hours so we had to hurry. 

I hustled Tina into the shower and jumped in with her. I caressed her soft lips with a sultry kiss before plunging my tongue into her receptive mouth. I whispered, "Until now its been about Nick. Tonight it is about you."

She smiled pleased, "I haven't been with a woman since college."

"Me either," I replied with a husky voice.

Her body glowed with the warmth that comes from expectancy. Her breasts were huge, the size of cantaloupes. They seemed prepared to provide life-giving nourishment. Her belly-button was punched-out from the girth of her burden. 

"You're absolutely glowing, Tina." I took a luffa and traced the off-color hue of a stretch mark down her belly. "Are you using a cream to combat these?"

Tina basked in the attention she was getting, "Your brother rubs Vitamin E on my belly in the mornings before he leaves for work and cocoa butter at night when he gets home. He talks to the twins as he rubs my belly. Its so cute."

"I just bet," I giggled.

"Your turn," said Tina as she took the luffa from my hand and washed my breasts.

My nipples hardened beneath her touch and her eyes sparked with mischief. I moaned with delight as she sucked lightly on my nipples. "Aww, that feels so good, Tina."

She looked deep into my eyes then whispered, "You have beautiful breasts. I bet Nick really likes them."

I nodded then kissed her wantonly enjoying the softness of her lips. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and explored its recesses. I pondered how the act of kissing a woman was different than kissing a man. 

Now I know why Nick shaved my pussy, you shaved yours," observed Tina before she poked a soapy finger into my cunt. She chuckled, "I made him shave his pubs, too."

"Bald balls?" I giggled then grunted, "Ugh," as she worked another digit into my pussy.

She nodded while shockwaves of pleasure shook my core. She pressed her palm against my clit while her fingers careened in and out of my cunt. She pulled on one of my nipples with wicked endeavor. Her eyes were magnetic as she murmured with a soft voice, "You're so responsive, Jen. No wonder Nick loves fucking you. No wonder Stan likes to watch you get fucked."

I simply moaned then huffed, "I'm going...going...to...to cum."

"Then cum, Sweetie," whispered Tina in my ear with a light kiss before she bit my ear lop.

Pain shot from ear to my brain and contrasted with the pleasure from my pussy. My over-stimulated senses surrendered to the overwhelming bliss. I rolled my eyes as my body shook with climax. Unexpectedly ejaculate erupted from my cunt and splattered on the shower floor. I howled in the steamy enclosure, "Waaaa, whoo!"

I recovered and said with a hoarse voice, "That was a fabulous cum."

Tina seemed enthralled and kissed me tenderly. She turned off the water and opened the frosted glass door. She handed me a bath towel and grabbed one for herself. She said as she dried herself, "I've never seen a women ejaculate before, does that happen often?"

I shook my head negatively as I patted myself dry, "No, it's a recent development for me, since I've started fucking your husband in fact."

Tina smiled, "How's it feel?"

"Fantastic."

"I've never ejaculated." She reflected with a curled lip, "Just keep in mind I want to be emotionally satisfied tonight not physically frustrated."

"I think you will be." I kissed her then stroked her cheek to reassure her. I took Tina by the hand and led her into her bedroom. I reached into my shopping bag and pulled out matching pink flyaway Baby-doll negligees with matching G-strings. 

Tina took the larger one and held it up against herself. She frowned, "I don't know, Jen."

"It will be fine," I said with self-confidence.

With my help Tina slipped on the slinky outfit. Her huge breasts fit snuggly into the lace cups of the nightie's halter. The pink mesh flirty flyaway front accented her enormous tummy swollen with new life. She exuded a glowing sexuality indicative of a mother goddess. 

"You are beautiful, Tina," I choked with emotion as I brushed her black wavy hair. 

A satisfied glint shone in her eyes and a smile tipped the corners of her mouth. "Now what?"

"I need to match your olive skin tone, so I bought an airbrush tanning kit." I loaded a canister of bronzer into the butt of the airbrush. It resembled a blow dryer. I handed it to Tina and opened the towel I had wrapped around my body.

Tina took the airbrush from me then studied my nude frame. She examined my 36-28-38 curves in search of any blemish. She sighed, "You're beautiful, Jen. I can see why Nick loves fucking you so much."

She kissed me softly then pointed the air-gun just inches from my body. She waved the airbrush from left to right and covered me with a fine mist of solution. 

Once the bronzer dried I held my arm next to Tina's. I was pleased that my skin color matched her olive shade. I affirmed, "Perfect."

I slithered into the pink panties that came with the nightie the G-string back popped into the crevice of my ass. Then I slipped the Baby-doll over my head. I placed each of my grapefruit sized breasts into the lace cups of the negligee's top. With a mischievous grin I smiled at Tina and reached into the shopping bag, "Now for the pièce de résistance."

"What do you think?" I asked as I tugged the dark wig into place on top of my head.

Tina's laugh bubbled with joy. She pointed at the mirror on top of the nearby dresser. She exclaimed, "We could almost pass for twins."

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. A spark of wonder and unexpected warmth surged through my body. I indeed could pass for Tina's sister, if she had one. I croaked, "Wow!"

We went back into the bathroom and applied make-up to each other. It enhanced our resemblance to each other. We giggled and gossiped like school girls at a slumber party. 

As a coup de grace Tina spritzed me with her favorite perfume. She sighed, "Nick is going to be shocked."

"Let's shock Stan, too," I held my cell phone at arm's length as Tina huddled next to me, "I'll text him a picture."

After the flash Tina grabbed the phone from my hand and took another picture of me. I primped my hair with my hand and cocked my hip to create a seductive pose.

"You're such a cock tease," observed Tina as she handed the phone back to me.

I responded, "Hey, girl I'm not just a cock teaser. I'm a cock pleaser."

Tina held her belly as she laughed, "That's what your brother claims."

The phone made a high-pitched whirr sound as I manipulated the buttons to text the photos to Stan. With that task completed I smiled at Tina then asked "Where do you want to do this? I don't feel comfortable doing it in your marital bed."

After a thoughtful pause she snapped her fingers, "I know, Nick has a fold-up poker table he puts up in the den when he hosts his poker buddies."

I grimaced, "Do you think it will hold up? When Nick fucked me on our picnic table he had it rocking like an eight-point-nine on the Richter Scale."

"Nick can be quite vigorous when he's excited," Tina giggled. "I think it will hold up. It's a padded octagon table and pretty heavy. I've seen grown men lean all over it for hours on end."

"Then it should work. Let's set it up, Nick will be home soon."

We quickly pulled the table from its hiding place. Tina handed me a table cloth and I tossed it over the poker table. She found an easy listening radio station on the stereo while I positioned my small digital video camera to capture all the action for Stan. Satisfied, I lit the numerous candles we had placed all over the den to set a more romantic mood.

Suddenly the front door burst open and Nick shouted, "Tina I'm home..." 

"In the den, Darling!"

"What the..." Nick dropped his briefcase. The latch popped and its contents spilled onto the floor.

We grinned with amusement at Nick's opened mouth confusion. Tina and I stood in front of the large poker table not only dressed in matching lingerie but identical in every detail right down to the color of our pink lipstick. 

I added to my brother's bewilderment by pulling Tina into a passionate kiss. I heard him gasp as I explored his wife's mouth with my tongue. My moan of delight resonated as Tina returned my kiss with an aggressive twist of her tongue. As our tongues wrestled she softly knead my breast eliciting another blissful moan from me.

"What's going on?" choked Nick, his trousers tented with excitement. "Why are you dressed the same?"

We approached Nick's wary six-foot frame slinging our hips in sexy unison. Tina kissed my brother lustily. As she broke their kiss I took my turn and kissed Nick. 

While I caressed my brother's lips with mine Tina informed Nick of our intentions. "We're going to make love, Darling."

Nick's voice betrayed his anxiety, "That's against your doctor's orders."

Tina giggled and shook her head, "The doctor said I wasn't allowed to have sex. He didn't say we couldn't make love."

"What?"

Giggling I dropped to my knees and unzipped my brother's trousers. His hard bald cock sprung from its confines like a prowling lion. Just the sight of his massive manhood made my snatch slobber with anticipation. I kissed his cock's bulbous head then ran my tongue along its underside. I giggled again as my brother stammered and tried to push me away from his cock. 

Tina said with a sultry attitude amused with Nick's quandry, "We're going to make love while you and Jen have sex."

"What?"

"Just follow our lead." She kissed him forcefully. While she kissed Nick she pushed the back of my head forcing more of his hard cock into my mouth.

I heard Nick moan his pleasure as I took more of his cock into my warm wet mouth. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked hard on his shaft. I slowly stroked what wouldn't fit into my mouth. 

Tina kept pushing on the back of my head not stopping until I gagged on Nick's colossal cock. She looked down at me with glazed lustful eyes. "Suck his cock, Jen. He likes it when you suck his cock. Don't you, Baby?"

Nick murmured, "Yes,yes."

While Tina kissed him with renewed sexual hunger I gently squeezed and rolled my brother's testicles in my free hand while I continued to suck and stroke his shaft. I heard him vocalize his delight with moans, groans and whispers.

He and Tina kissed like newly discovered lovers. My brother's cock swelled and twitched. He was ready to climax. He grunted with wide-eyed urgency, "Going...to...cum."

Tina pulled Nick's cock from my mouth just as the first spurt of cum shot from it. Her hand rapidly flogged his cock as Nick covered my breasts and neck with his jizz. She cheered him on, "That's it, Baby, cum all over your sister's big tits."

I raised my chin not only to make a better target of my lace-covered breasts for him but to watch Nick's face as it twisted in rapture. I felt naughty as his hot spunk splattered against my skin. I watched as Tina bit her lower lip in sultry concentration while she handled Nick's spurting cock like a fireman handled a fire hose at five-alarm fire. I gently squeezed Nick's balls as Tina milked the last remnants of cum from his cock.

"Feel better, Baby-brother?" I asked with a husky voice still kneeling before him.

He mumbled, "Uh-huh, thanks Sis." Then he kissed his wife passionately before whispering, "I love you, Tina."

Tina returned his kiss then pushed him back, "Get undressed, Lover." 

She turned to me with a big grin and an outstretched hand. She helped me to my feet. Her white teeth shone against her dusky skin, "Let's get you ready to get fucked."

I tried to wipe cum from my chest with a towel but ended up just smearing it into the lace material of my negligee. Thwarted I quit and climbed upon the table. I squealed a playful protest and rubbed my bare buttock after Tina smacked my ass with a light swat. 

"Don't be such a wimp," she teased. "Roll over on to your back."

I complied with Tina's command. I blushed like a virgin bride when she parted my knees to show my brother my pantied pussy. It took my breath completely away as she slowly slid her finger up and down my soaked slit. 

With a raspy voice full of excitement she teased me, "Is that where you want your brother to put his big hard cock?"

I looked at Nick with glazed eyes as he stood next to the table watching Tina torment me. My eyes were drawn to his reinvigorated cock as it throbbed with his excitement. I nodded to Tina unable to answer her queston as my throat tightened with unmitigated elation. My belly burned with passion and my pussy longed for gratification. 

Tina kissed Nick then choked with emotion as she pointed at my camel-toe, "Is that where you want to put your big cock, Baby?"

Like me, Nick was too excited to speak so he just nodded. It was probably because he had more blood pumping into his cock than into his brain.

Tina slowly slid my G-string down my thighs past my knees and off my feet. She handed them to my brother before she spread my legs wide. She blew her hot breath across my exposed wet nethers.

"She's so excited," teased Tina before she again puffed air across my overheated cunt. 

I gripped the edge of the table and moaned my euphoria. "Ohhhhhhh!"

Nick took a deep sniff of my G-string. His nostrils flared with sexual hunger. His cocked bobbed with lust in response to my aroma. He squeezed one of my breasts then bent down and kissed me. His tongue penetrated my mouth like I wanted his big cock to penetrate my pussy. He broke our kiss and whispered, "I love you, Jen."

Slapping the table with my open hand I begged, "Fuck me, Nick. Please fuck me, please."

"Not yet," interjected Tina. Her tongue slithered into my soaked slit. She pushed two fingers into my cunt. Her moan echoed mine. She teased my clit from its sheath with feather-like flicks of her tongue tip. 

I squirmed on the table and my head fell off the edge. I groaned dizzy with lust and longing. "Aw, geez."

Nick immediately maneuvered around the table. He tabbed my lips with his hard cock. Instinctively I opened my mouth to receive him. He didn't stop sliding his ball bat size dick into my mouth until I started gagging.

Tina coached, "Relax, Jen don't fight it, loosen your throat. Breath through your nose, relax."

My eyes watered and I mumbled a weak protest that was lost around my brother's throbbing cock. "Mmmmm."

Tina whispered, "Listen Jen, deep-throating leads to an entirely different kind of oral stimulation in comparison to regular fellatio, because your tongue is immobilized you can't suck. So Nick's penis is intensely stimulated by the tightness of your throat. Don't you want to pleasure your brother?"




Logical Ch. 04



I blinked my understanding. I relaxed and Nick pushed his cock deeper into my mouth, past my epiglottis and into my throat. I felt like my jaw was unhinged as I swallowed my brother's entire length. The epiglottis is normally pointed upward when breathing to allow air into the lungs then pointed down during swallowing to prevent food from going into the lungs. I was trying to do both at the same time which created a nice vibration around Nick's cock.

"That's a girl," beamed Tina.

"Aww," responded Nick with a husky moan laced with a deep base resonance. He stood on his tip-toes and enjoyed the oscillation, "That feels so good."

Tina went back to tormenting my cunt with her talented tongue. She inserted it's stiffen tip and moved it in erratic movements. She alternated between slow licks and fast flickers. Her oral expertise was driving me to the brink of orgasm and the edge of excess ecstasy. At last, she sensed I had reached my titillation tolerance level and she covered my entire vulva with her mouth. She sucked it then hummed to produce a delightful vibration.

My cry was muffled by my brother's cock still buried in my throat. My head spun and I feared my brain might explode from pleasure overload. I was just about to climax when Tina abruptly stopped her oral ministrations. 

"She's ready, Nick."

"Good, I'm so ready to fuck her."He brusquely pulled his cock from my gapping mouth. 

Once his cock cleared my lips, I hoarsely seethed at Tina, "You...bitch...I was...ready to cum."

She smiled with wicked glee, "I know. I'm not ready for you to cum yet." 

Tina traded places with Nick. She raised me up almost into a sitting position until my head rested on her huge boobs like a pillow. She kissed me forcing her tongue into my mouth. It twirled with mine and I could taste my own nectar on it. She tasted my brother's pre-cum on mine and said with satisfaction, "Yum, Nick's cum."

My legs trembled as Nick moved between my spread thighs. I watched with tortured anticipation as he slid the bulbous head of his hard cock up and down my slobbering slit. I gasped and held my breath as the blunt head penetrated my pussy followed by the length of his massive shaft. I moaned as he finally came to rest balls deep inside me.

His cock was so snug in my pussy that I swear I could feel the blood pulsating in the big blue vein that ran the length of his shaft. He paused to allow me to adjust to his girth and I contracted my pussy around his cock in a wet velvety embrace of love and pleasure. He gasped "Gaaw! Her pussy is tight."

"I know how much you like a tight pussy," Tina said her voice husky with excitement. She kissed Nick pulling his face to hers. She suddenly broke their kiss and looked wildly into her husband's face. Finally she whispered in a hushed wanton tone, "Fuck her Nick. Fuck her."

He blinked then looked down into my eyes. His eyes were filled with animal-like lust. His lip curled into a sneer then he began to riotously propel his cock in and out of my pussy. He grabbed my hips to hold my body in place to better throttle my pitiable pussy with machine-like thrusts.

"Ahhhh," I moaned after each powerful thrust of my brother's prick. Each lunge ended with contact to my exposed clit. An electrical charge surged through my body from my cunt to the pleasure centers of my brain followed each connection. I clutched Nick's arms wrapping my fingers around his biceps and held on for dear life as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. 

Nick groaned as he pummeled my pussy with his hard pecker. He was lost in his lust and used me for his own pleasure. He stammered, "Fuck...pussy...fuck."

As Tina supported me in the semi-sitting position she pinched each of my nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. It felt like they were in vice and I groaned, tormented by the rising pain. 

She gave me an intense kiss. Incredibly she manipulated her tongue in my mouth to mirror Nick's cock thrusts in my cunt. She broke the kiss and twisted my nipples until I screamed in gleeful agony. She grinned wickedly then rooted my brother on like some fanatical cheerleader. "Fuck her Nick, fuck her hard."

My mind whirled between the contrary feelings of pain and pleasure and I cred out. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Nick's face contorted as his torso turned a crimson color. He was approaching orgasm and I could feel his mammoth manhood thicken within me. He groaned, "Gonna, aw yeah, gonna... cum!"

"Pull-out, Nick," commanded Tina. She pushed the pink material of my nightie off my belly opening the fly away of the Baby-doll. She looked into Nick's eyes, "I want to see how much cum you have for me."

He silently nodded and pulled his cock out of me.

I voiced my objection with a pitiful whine, "Noooo!" I grabbed at his hard cock and tried to replace in it my pussy. I wantonly begged, "Please no...cum...cum inside me!"

Nick's eyes rolled over white as cum exploded from his cock and impacted on my taut tummy. His legs buckled and he fought to remain upright. He gurgled his release, "Gaaaa!"

Soon I was covered with his goo from my pussy to my tits. Since I was unsuccessful in getting his cock back inside me I stroked his shaft and squeezed the remaining cum from his balls.

Nick leaned his head on Tina's shoulder and huffed air, "I love you."

She smiled and lovingly stroked the back of his head, "I love you too, Nick. Did you have a nice cum?"

He nodded and kissed her passionately. 

They seemed oblivious to me and I growled my discontent from between them. "I want to cum, too. I want to cum."

Tina and Nick laughed. Then Tina toyed with me, "I just bet you do." 

She looked at my brother and asked, "Did her pussy please you?"

With an audacious grin he nodded, "She has a great pussy. Its so wet and tight that I practically cum as soon as I enter her. Her cunt squeezes my cock so hard I think, damn, she's gonna snap my dick in two."

Tina kissed me in reward for pleasuring her husband. She said, "I guess I'll have to learn that trick too." She tenderly pushed my head from her bosom and gently laid it on the table.

I lay flat on my back with my legs spread wide. My own wet excitement seeped from my gaping gash. My torso was covered with my brother's white goo. Tears of frustration slipped from the corner of my eyes and ran down towards my ears. I weakly slapped the table and whimpered, "I want to cum."

"I know, Sweetie, and you will," said Tina. Her wet tongue touched my flesh and sent a surge of pleasure racing through my body. She began between my breasts and trailed her tongue down my torso cleaning up Nick's cum as she went. Tina's talented tongue bathed my pleasure-battered body. In no time my tummy muscles trembled with each flick of her tongue. 

"Geez," I hissed as she worked her way down to my vulva and into the folds of my cunt. 

She squeezed both my breasts, my marble like nipples strained and stood at rigid attention. A feather-like flicker of her tongue tip made contact with my hypersensitive clitoris. I arched my back and howled as my entire pelvic region contracted and seemed to fold-in on itself. My howl faded into a deep guttural bark as my orgasm ripped from my core. Everything faded to black.

Moments later I revived with a low moan. Something cool and wet danced across my forehead. I batted my eyelids and the world finally came into focus.

Tina mopped my brow with a wet washcloth. Her worried face crinkled into a joyful grin, "Jen? Are you amongst the living?"

I nodded, "Yeah," then groaned with hoarse voice, "That was intense."

"I'll say," she giggled relieved that I hadn't died on her table from pleasure overload. After the room quit spinning, Nick and Tina helped me off the table and onto my feet. 

Nick fell into a nearby overstuffed chair and pulled Tina into his lap. They engaged in a postcoital cuddle as I gathered my things. They murmured their love for each other and just enjoyed the intimate afterglow.

I felt like an intruder so I retrievied my digital video recorder and quietly crept out of the den and into the bathroom. I took off my cum spattered Baby-doll negligee and let it hit the floor.

After a quick shower I slipped on a slutty dress with a neck line that plunged below my navel. It was made of a pink shiny, stretch lycra-spandex material. I turned around and looked at my reflection in the mirror over my shoulder. The short-length of the mini-dress barely covered my buttocks and clung to the curves of my ass. I smiled at myself then grasped the counter and slid on a pair of pink strappy five-inch heels with a rhinestone bow across the toe straps. I checked my look in the mirror one more time. I liked how the high heels pushed my boobs and butt out. Once again I straightened the dark haired wig on my head. I reapplied my make-up then to add to my slutty appearance I clipped huge pink hoop earrings into my ear lops.

"You're one hot looking slut," I said to my reflection. My mind raced with erotic possibilities. The pink color of my slutwear highlighted the olive glow of my sprayed-on tan. I was barely recognizable as Jennifer with the dark wig and too much make-up. I went back into the den to say goodbye. 

My brother's wolf-whistle pierced above the clippety-clop of my stripper shoes. 

I struck a sexy pose and popped my hip seductively, "Do you like?"

Tina's teeth flashed white in a knowing smile, "Oh, I think Stan will love the slut of the month look."

I giggled, "Yeah, I'm going to fuck him silly." I leaned down and kissed my brother and his wife on the lips.

Tina rested her head on Nick's shoulder, "Thanks Jen, for letting me take part, I hope you enjoyed it."

I grinned and rubbed my lower tummy, "I'll be sore in the morning but how could I not enjoy such an intense fucking."

Nick looked at me with a glint of wonder in his eyes. "Thanks, Sis. Once again you made one of my fantasies come true. I love you so much. I'll never be able to repay what you've done for Tina and me."

"I love you too, Baby-brother. I love you both." I rubbed my belly again and with a flash of humor I chuckled, "helping you both out has definitely been my pleasure."

Even thought the traffic on the I-5 was light the drive to Pasadena seemed to take forever. So, I reminisced not only about the hot sexual encounter I had just experienced but the evolving exploits with both my brother and husband. They were occurring with increased regularity and kinkiness. I wondered if I was growing insatiable. Since I wore no panties I simply slithered a finger up and down the saturated folds of my cunt to keep my sexual embers glowing. 

I pulled into our garage and waited until the automatic door completely closed before I got out of the vehicle. The slam of the driver's door echoed in the enclosed space. I placed the video camera on the top of the minivan then pulled the hem of my skin-tight dress down below my buttocks. I reached under the halter top of the dress and squeezed each of my breasts then tweaked each nipple. They became rigid and strained against the clingy material of the dress. I grabbed the camera, took a deep breath, popped a piece of cum into my mouth and opened the door to the house.

The clip-clop of my stripper shoes on the floor announced my arrival. My husband call from our home office. I stopped at the door and leaned against the jamb. I cleared my throat to catch his attention.

Stan's interest was on the screen of his laptop computer as his fingers deftly danced across the keyboard. "Kids are down for the count." The tap sound of keystrokes punctuated his conversional tone, "I have another hour's work to do. Why don't you go take a hot bath?"

"I'm not ready for a bath yet," I said. The gum smacked in my mouth.

Stan looked over the screen of his laptop. His eyebrows rose as he caught sight of my slutty appearance. "What the...who are you suppose to be? Tina?"

"No, I'm Tina's sexier sister, Gina."

He chuckled, "Well, that explains the text pictures I received earlier this evening."

I nodded then seductively walked across the floor slinging my hips left and right in an exaggerated fashion. I shook my head as Stan moved to close his laptop. "You don't want to do that."

"Oh?"

I shook the camera at him for emphasis, "I heard you like to watch and sense I'm a porn star I like to be watched. Here's the rough-cut of my latest 'sexploit,' if you're interested."

Stan smiled broadly. "I'm defiantly interested,"

He took the camera from me. He searched the side of it and found the catch that released the USB attachment. It shot from the camera with a snapping noise. Stan pursed his lips in concentration as he slid the attachment into the laptop's USB port. The hues of the computer screen changed as the digital recording began to play.

I dropped to my knees next to Stan's desk and swiveled his chair towards me. I noticed his trousers were already tented with his arousal. I undid his khakis and his hard cock sprung out like a jester pops out of a jack-in-the-box. I smiled up at my husband as he looked down into my eyes. I spit my gum into my hand and pressed it against the underside of his desk. It would remind Stan of our evening of naughty role-playing each time he brushed against it in the future. 

He smiled with wide-eyed wonder then closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure as I took his cock into my mouth and sucked heartily on his glans. Stan hissed, "That's it, suck my cock, Gina."

I went to town on Stan's dick, alternating between sucking on it and jerking it. My hand steadied his cock as my tongue traced a wet path down the length of its shaft before I flickered the tip of my tongue into the piss slit.

Stan's knuckles whitened as he gripped the arms of his chair. He groaned and twisted his body in the chair, "Aw, aw, yeah, that's good but do that, do that to me too."

Unsure of what Stan was talking about I arose from his cock and looked at the computer screen. I smiled as I recognized myself deep throating my brother's horse cock and heard my sister's words of erotic encouragement. I smiled wickedly at Stan then gave him a peck on the lips. "Oh, you like that scene? I won a Chubby for Best Oral Performance for that scene."

"A Chubby?"

Giggling I answered, "Yeah, the porn version of an Oscar."

"I see," chuckled Stan playing along with me. 

Lifting his cock I worked it into my mouth. Stan's cock wasn't as large as my brother's so I've always been able to deep-throat it. I swallowed my husband's entire length with an air tight seal which created a pleasant vibration around Stan's cock. It pleased me when I heard Stan's sudden intake of breath as I swallowed his cock. Once Stan caught his breath he began to moan. I felt his cock begin to tremble I knew he was ready to cum. 

Moments later Stan's cock jolted in my throat and his cum began to coat my tonsils. He howled his release, "Cum...cumming...cum."

I had swallowed most of Stan's load but a drop split from the corner of my mouth. I spit out Stan's still hard cock and wiped the dollop of cum from my face with my forefinger. I sucked the cum from my finger while keeping eye-contact with Stan. I murmured sexily, "Finger-lickin' good, Lover."

The movie had finished so Stan pushed the stop button. He looked down at me as I sat on the floor with my legs curled underneath me. He grinned at me, "Gina that was the best blowjob I have ever received. I can see why you won an award for it. You have skills, Girlfriend."

I smiled back at him, "Thanks, a girl likes to be appreciated."

Stan slowly began stroking his still hard cock and with a tremor in his voice said, "Gina, I always wanted to buttfuck a bona-vide porn star."

"Well I love to get buttfucked," I said as I watched Stan fondle himself. "I have the most intense orgasms when I get buttfucked. I actually ejaculate from anal intercourse." I giggled girlishly then demanded, "If you want my ass you'll have to eat it first."

Stan's eyes simmered with lust. He held out his hand to help me off the floor. His voice was husky with hankering, "Wouldn't have it any other way. I love to perform anilingus."

I stood up and had barely gotten my shaky legs underneath me when Stan bent me over the desktop. I gasped, "Oh, oh, oh."

The pink lycra-spandex material of my mini-dress clung to my buttocks. It lightly caressed my flesh as Stan pulled it up over my hips. The strappy stripper shoes pushed my ass out allowing my husband better access to it. 

I looked over my shoulder and watched Stan admiring my posterior. I murmured, "Like what you see, Big Guy?"

Stan stood behind me and nodded, "Gina, you have a beautiful ass." He slid his foot between my feet then he pushed mine further apart. He bent his head, "I see that your co-star's big cock really stretched your labia. They're hanging like bomb-bay doors. There's nothing sexier than a freshly fucked woman." 

He dropped to his knees behind me and kissed each of my buttocks before he spread my cheeks open. He planted a kiss on my distended labia then split them with his tongue. He explored my cunt for a few moments. It drooled in response to his skilled oral manipulation. 

I moaned my pleasure as Stan continued to work his magic on my nethers. I growled, "Aw, your so good Stan. That feels so good."

His tongue escaped my cunt and was replaced by two of his fingers as he kissed my taint. The wet soppy sound of his digits sawing in out of my cunt reached my ears. An electric shock stung my body as Stan pushed the flat of his tongue against my anus. He teased me mercilessly by sliding his tongue up and down the inside of my butt crack.

It took my breath away and all I could do was moan my pleasure. I reached behind me and grasped Stan's head and tried to force more of it into my ass.

Stan giggled at my attempt to shove his entire head up my butt. He rewarded my effort with a light flicker of his tongue against my anus before forcefully plunging it in and out of my butthole. He wiggled his tongue in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions furthering my pleasure. Meanwhile, his fingers continued to plunge in and out of the depths of my cunt while his thumb beat a staccato on my clit. My husband abruptly stopped his oral stimulation of my ass and withdrew his fingers from my pussy. 

"Nooooo!" I protested and stomped my foot. "I was about to cum, you fucker." 

With a laugh Stan pushed me back down on the desk as I started to rise. He slapped my bare ass with his open palm. The sound of the smack echoed off the walls of the room. He commanded, "Be still, Gina."

I froze when I felt the head of his stiff cock tap my butthole. My husband's cock wasn't as big as my brother's but it was as hard as granite. Even though his cock and my butt were well lubricated it took my breath away as he inched his steel-like shaft into me. I growled, "Gah! You're... so hard."

Stan paused and allowed me to catch my breath once he was fully invested in my ass. He reached over and tapped a couple of keys on his computer. The webcam came on and the video feed appeared on the computer screen. Stan pulled my boobs from the halter top of my dress and exposed them to the camera. He smirked, "That's better. Look at yourself, Gina."

I lifted my head and looked at the screen through bleary eyes. Once they focused I saw myself. My face was contorted in an erotic expression of pain and pleasure. Since I was bent over the desk it was closest thing to the webcam. Down my cheek trickled a tear darkened with mascara. Next in the frame were my breasts which hung from my chest like ripe grapefruit and swayed with each thrust of Stan's cock. My nipples looked hard enough to etch my name on the computer screen and Stan wickedly pinched them until I yelped a protest. I glanced between my legs and could make out the outline of Stan's very full balls.




Logical Ch. 04



Besides his balls the only thing visible to the webcam was Stan's torso. He began to slowly withdraw his cock and the camera captured my mouth twisted into a perfect round "O." He practically pulled all the way out of me and my sphincter fought to expel him from my body. With a groan Stan inched himself back into me and I clinched my teeth together in an amorous grimace also caught by the camera. His cock tip tapped the underside of my G-spot each time Stan seated himself completely into my ass.

"Awww...your cock...feels...feels so good," I panted. My words animated with lust, "Make...make...me cum."

His passion inflamed, Stan began to thrust his cock into me like it was rocket blasting from the gravitational bounds of earth. A high pitched squeal of delight escaped my lips as my husband drilled my ass with machine-like strokes of his dick. He responded to my mating call with primordial guttural rumblings from the back of his throat. He grasped my hips for better leverage and pounded my ass to a pleasurable pulp. 

"Fuck...fuck my...my ass."

I felt Stan's cock swell within me and knew he was ready to cum. Soon cum spurt from his cock like it was blasted from a shotgun. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls as they emptied their contents into my innards.

"Cumming...cum...cumming," he bellowed as his cum flooded my insides.

Once he recovered he pushed his still hard cock deep inside me until it rested against the underside of my G-spot. He jammed three fingers into my gaping gash. He searched for and found my G-spot. Then he pressed his palm against my hyper-aroused clit.

My eyes rolled back in my head as the dam of orgasm was breached. White light exploded behind my eyes as my lust reached the pinnacle of climax. Ejaculate spewed from my cunt and splattered with a whoosh on the floor. I howled my happiness, "Uh, woo! Cum, cunt, cum."

Stan pushed a key on his computer then flopped down in his chair spent. He pulled me down into his lap and I curled up in his arms exhausted. He smiled at me and pushed the dark wig off my head then fluffed my honey brown hair with love. He kissed me and whispered, "Thanks for making a fantasy come true."

I hugged him feeling his warmth. "I love you, Stan."

"I love you, too. Should we watch our little video?" He pushed a key on his computer and immediately my image appeared on the screen.

My face displayed every emotion, reflected every sensation and showed all the passion I felt the whole time my husband buttfucked me. I blushed and lay my head on Stan's shoulder as the video played on. 

When it finished Stan whistled low and long. "Jen you are so sexy. You're so responsive, receptive to every kiss and reactive to each touch. We need to share this with the world."

I bolted upright "What do mean?"

With a grin Stan answered, "I mean we should put this out on the Internet."

"Stan, no."

"Don't worry nobody will recognize you Jen, since you're role-playing Gina and only my torso shows. No one will know it is us."

I searched my husband's eyes for a reason, "Why?"

He shrugged, "I love watching you get fucked, whether its me or your brother," he chuckled then added, "or Tina. I know others would enjoy watching you too. You're so sexy that you give pleasure by just watching you get fucked."

"You don't mind if the world watches me get fucked?"

"It turns me on. Remember, I'm a voyeur that experiences compersion from your pleasure."

I smiled at him, "I guess it kind of turns me on too and I want to please you. Are you sure no one will ever know its us?"

Stan pointed at the picture displayed on the screen from the paused movie. "Is that Gina or Jen?"

"Gina."

"Then push the enter key and it will be uploaded to Netsex."

I pushed the key and watched as a new window appeared on the screen. The video uploaded to the web site. As soon as it was finished a little counter appeared in the corner of the screen and tracked the number of hits the video attracted. Soon thousands of viewers were watching the hot sex my husband and I had just enjoyed.

Stan led me to our bathroom and ran us a hot bath. We settled into the steamy, soapy water and bathed each other. Stan scrubbed my arm with a washrag, "Your tan isn't washing off."

"No it has to wear off. I think it will accentuate the dress I plan to wear to the wedding this weekend." I lay back against Stan's chest relaxed and sexually satisfied.

He lovingly continued to wash me. "That was so intense, watching your threesome with Tina and Nick. Thanks for filming it for me."

"It was only logical."



Logical Ch. 05



"What do you think?"

I put down the check for $250 we had just received in the mail from Netsex with an aggravated exhale. I turned my attention to the picture my sister's had texted me. It was of her nemesis, Kimber. The young hot blonde was dressed in a blue strapless poly-spandex mini-dress accessorized with a wide black belt and black bangles hanging around her wrist. 

No doubt about it, Kimber was in full seduction mode I could understand my sister's irritation. The blue dress brought out the blue in Kimber's eyes and they contained a "come hither" quality. The wide black belt combined with her black stilettos highlighted Kimber's amble breasts which held their own beckoning attributes. The black wide-band bangles on her wrists sent a subliminal message of ready submission. 

Sighing I spoke into my cell phone, "It's a nice dress."

"Nice dress! Nice dress!" Tina's fury made her sputter. "That slut, texted, or should I say sexted, that picture to my husband. Her tits are practically hanging out it. Notice the nip slip."

"Why are you yelling at me?" I babbled then broke-down into a full blown bawl. 

"Gee whiz, I'm sorry Jen. I didn't mean to upset you."

A couple sniffles later I settled down, "It's just that the wedding cruise is tomorrow and I'm still so sore from this week's 'sexploits.' I'm afraid I won't be able to pleasure both Nick and Stan."

"Jen, I'm so sorry. I'm such a selfish bitch," said Tina duly chastened, "I'm so wrapped up in my own emotions I haven't even considered yours."

"It's okay. Don't get me wrong I've enjoyed all the sex over these past few days but its left me sore and sensitive. Physically I don't know if I can handle both Nick and Stan. Until now, I've had them one at a time. Tomorrow, they're going to want to fuck me at the same time. My body feels like its suffering pleasure overload."

Tina empathized, "That's how I felt when Nick and I had our honeymoon. I hope to feel that way again after the twins are born and the doctor clears me to have sex again."

"It's not just physical. Emotionally, I don't know how comfortable Nick and Stan will be with each other. You have to admit fucking my husband and brother at the same time is a bit peculiar. I don't know how they'll react to each other."

"Jen, your husband and brother both love you very much. I'm sure there will be some awkwardness at first but, they'll work it out." Tina's soft voice reassured me, "I should be jealous of you, not Kimber. Two men are going to make love to you at the same time on a romantic cruise. You're going to experience such pleasure."

I sniffed to avoid weeping again, "That's just it, I don't think my body can take that much pleasure. I just don't think I'll be able to sexually satisfy either man. They are going to end up more frustrated than before we started all this." I whimpered then blubbered, "Maybe, super-slut, Kimber will end up fucking them both. It's going to be a high seas disaster worst than the Titanic."

"Don't be such a drama queen." Tina couldn't help but laugh then with a more serious tone she said, "I'm sorry, I've ignored your feelings let me help you prepare for tomorrow."

"How?"

"Leave that to me. I'll meet you at your mother's when you drop the boys off."

A couple of hours later I dropped my children off at my mother's in Yorba Linda. Tina had beaten me there and her boys were already playing in the yard. It had been Tina that had suggested that my parents keep all their grandchildren this weekend. She left them her minivan because it was already outfitted with the appropriate safety seats for the children.

Tina got into the backseat of my minivan. The chance deployment of the dashboard airbags made it unsafe for her to sit in the front seat with me. She wiggled her pregnant girth in the bucket-seat in back and giggled, "They just don't make these seats big enough." 

I chuckled too, "Where to?" 

Tina handed me a mobile GPS with a Long Beach address displayed. "Just follow those directions."

Fifty minutes later we pulled up in front of a house that looked like an English manor, though, it sat immediately across from Alamitos Beach. The restored abode looked to have been originally built in the 1920's when this coastal neighborhood had been laid out. The only thing separating the ocean front property from the surf was the boulevard and the adjacent bicycle path. It possessed an unobstructed view of the Pacific Ocean and no doubt the sunsets were spectacular from this locale. 

I parked on the street in front of the house and asked, "Who lives here?"

Tina replied with a smile, "An old friend."

After we got out of my vehicle she took me by the hand and led the way to the front door. With giddy excitement she rang the door bell and exclaimed, "I can't wait."

The door was opened by a tall physically fit woman with distinctive Polynesian features wearing a black bikini and a sarong. Her long black hair hid her small but firm breasts. A wide white smile of recognition broke across her face. She grasped both of my sister's hands and squealed, "Tina!"

Much to my surprise the barefoot woman pulled Tina into a passionate kiss. They were oblivious to me as they reacquainted themselves. After several moments Tina broke their kiss, "Leilani, if you keep that up I'm going to deliver my twins right here on your doorstep."

They both laughed and the stranger's gaze fell on me. Tina presented me, "Leilani, this is my sister, Jennifer." Tina then introduced the woman to me, "Jen, this is my old college roommate, Leilani."

Leilani took my hand with a solid grip, "Watch that old stuff, Girlfriend. I'm twenty-eight just like you." She shook my hand with a smile, "It is nice to meet you Jennifer."

"Nice to meet you, Leilani. Just call me Jen, all my friends do." My forehead wrinkled in concentration, there was something familiar about the woman but I couldn't place her. 

Leilani looked at me with a similar puzzled look. The woman was an exotic beauty, but what I found most intriguing about her were the numerous tattoos that decorated her body. One went up her left leg from the top of foot to her hipbone. It was composed of several red and pink heart-shaped tropical flowers connected by a green vine that wrapped around the leg. 

A mesmerizing smile adorned Leilani's face, "Won't you come-in?"

Our hostess led us into the house, revealing a pretty red orchid tattoo on the small of her back. The flower was shaped almost like a butterfly. One end of its curling green vine disappeared beneath her sarong probably on her left buttock. The other end of vine slanted upward and curved around Leilani's torso towards her right breast. 

"You have some interesting tattoos," I observed. The oddest tattoos were on her biceps. Around each bicep was a wide tribal band in the Maori style with a red heart in the center. Each heart had a different name in the middle of it. The right one read, Darnell and the left one, Tyrell. 

Tina interjected with a smile, "Her body artwork is full of meaning."

"I'm Hawaiian," Leilani further explained, "Ancient Hawaiian men would commonly get tattoos that covered their entire bodies, from head to toe. Although women didn't get full body tattoos, they had their fair share of artwork. Every tattoo would be symbolic and held deep meaning. Each tattoo told a story. You could tell about a person's life by reading their tattoos."

"How charming," I said following her into the foyer.

She brought us into a sitting room. Its floor to ceiling windows provided a spectacular panoramic view of the Pacific. Under a slowly twirling ceiling fan sat a vintage woven Rattan coffee table. It was centered on an antique Oriental rug surrounded by a wicker sofa, a love seat and an arm chair. Tropical plants finished out the room, no television was present and would have been out of place in such natural beauty.

I flopped into the arm chair while Tina and Leilani shared the sofa. Looking out the window at an incoming wave I said, "What a beautiful view."

"Yes, it is. I just love the ocean." She responded then turned her attention to Tina, "So Girlfriend, you said, you had a challenge for me. I don't think a prenatal massage is much of challenge even though you are carrying twins."

"I would dearly love a massage, maybe later," Tina nodded in my direction, "but Jen is the actual challenge and I think you are uniquely qualified to help her."

Leilani turned to me with a cocked eye-brow, "Oh, how so?"

"She is going to simultaneously fuck her lovers tomorrow."

Leilani reappraised me with a half-grin, "Both male?"

"Yes. One is her husband and other is my husband," Tina paused then pointed at me, "And her brother."

"Tina!" I bolted upright in my chair, embarrassed and outraged.

Both of Leilani's eyebrows shot up, "Kinky, but I don't see the problem." She waved her fingers at me and I relaxed. She continued, "Most women can handle multiple lovers simultaneously, it's not uncommon."

"That's true," nodded Tina, "but Jen has had so much sex with both men this past week that her body and mind are suffering from pleasure overload, for lack of a better term."

"I see," affirmed the Hawaiian combing her fingers through her long black hair.

"Well I don't," I fumed glaring at Tina, "I'm sorry I don't understand how you are uniquely qualified to help me. I gather you are some kind of massage therapist but I don't understand how that is unique."

Tina glared at me, "Jen, there's no need to be rude."

I turned on her, "There's no reason for you to blurt out who I'm fucking either. Remember, I'm helping you out." I wiped a tear rolling down my cheek, "So what about it, Leilani, what makes you unique?"

She glanced at Tina, who was wiping her own tears from her face, then at me. "While, I don't understand the full context of what's going on with you two. I think I can help you Jen, for two reasons. Number one, I'm a Certified Athletic Trainer with the Los Angeles Express."

"Okay, I've heard of them," I recognized the name of the professional springtime USFL football team. "And, number two?"

"She's a Kahuna," interjected Tina before Leilani could answer.

"Great, I don't see how a glorified masseuse and surfer can help me." I got up to leave. A grimace gnarled my face as I used the arms of the chair to push myself up. Once on my feet, I clutched my lower abdomen as my core muscles contorted.

Leilani jumped up and hurried to my side. She moved my hand and pressed her palm against my tummy feeling the muscles tremble. She frowned, "Have you experienced powerful orgasms with all the sex you've been having?"

I nodded.

Tina added, "I'll say, she actually ejaculates. It's like a freakin' volcano erupting."

"Jen, I can help you. Like Tina said I'm a Kahuna. It means healer in Hawaiian, it's not really a surfer term. A Haole actor heard the term when he was on Waikīkī in the late 1950's and mistook it for a surfer term. He insisted that it be used in the movie he was making and the rest is history. It kind of pisses us, Kama'ainans, off that we lost an important word of our native language to Hollywood."

I placed my hand over hers and tried to push it way but she was too strong and held it firm. The pressure she applied to my tummy muscles relaxed them and eased my pain.

Leilani asked, "Feel better?"

I nodded.

"I think your whole pelvic region is enflamed. I can help," she removed her hand and commanded, "Follow me."

"Help me, help me," pleaded Tina with out stretched hands. Leilani took one and I the other. Together we pulled my very pregnant sister up off the wicker sofa.

We stepped into the next room which was tastefully decorated with leather furniture. Dominating the room was a large stone fireplace. Hanging above the mantel was a large photograph of two rather large and identical black men. They seemed uncomfortable in their white tuxedoes. They flanked Leilani who stood between them in a wedding gown. We stopped in front of the photo.

I gasped as I recognized the men in the photo. They were twins who played football for the L.A. Express. I couldn't contain my excitement and blurted out, "You're married to the Burnett Brothers, that's why you looked so familiar to me."

Leilani laughed, "Guilty as charged."

"Didn't they want to charge you with bigamy?"

"They did charge me, but polygamy has been practiced by Polynesian people for centuries." 

She gazed at the photo with a sparkle in her eye. "The twins and I were legally married in the Marquesas Islands two years ago."

"I remember it caused quite a controversy when you returned," I interrupted.

Leilani gently touched the photo,"It was all over the media, the authorities arrested me for bigamy. But since the marriage was performed in a foreign country that sanctioned polygamy the courts held it was legal but the United States didn't have to recognize it, which they don't. Anyway, I was found not guilty and we all live happily-ever-after."

"Where are the Twins?" asked Tina.

"Darnel and Tyrell are out in Burbank shooting a chewing gum commercial they'll be gone all day." Leilani turned to me, "Jen, as you can see, I have a lot of experience with dual lovers. I can help you physically, mentally and emotionally to sexually satisfy your men."

I nodded, "Sorry, I've been such a bitch." 

Tina put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed me, "That's okay, Jen, you're physically uncomfortable and emotionally anxious."

"Let's eat lunch. I bet you're both starved." Leilani said and led us into the kitchen. 

Tina and I sat on barstools at the counter while Leilani poured us both a glass of wine. 

Leilani read Tina's frown, "Remember I'm Kahuna, a healer, Tina I wouldn't offer you anything harmful. I just read a recent study that showed a glass of wine was beneficial to pregnant women."

Tina accepted the wine and explained how I had become sexually active with my brother and about the cruise this weekend. In a short time Leilani placed a bowl of mixed salad greens with strawberries and avocadoes dressed with honey vinaigrette dressing in front of each of us. 

"What an aphrodisiac delight." I mused then forked a mouthful.

Leilani's dark eyes laughed, "I call it fuck food. I don't dare eat anything else with two horny linebackers always wanting to copulate."

After we had eaten Leilani placed a laptop computer on the counter. "Time to get to work. I'm going to show you a video. I've learned from both my husbands that you can discover a lot from studying video."

The homepage for Netsex came up on the computer. I blinked in recognition, "I know this site."

Tina agreed, "Yeah, it's the site where you posted your video."

"Video?" asked Leilani.

"It's titled, 'Gina Gets It'," offered Tina as Leilani typed the name into the site's search engine. The video popped up on the computer and my rapture-filled face appeared on the screen.

Leilani studied the screen then squealed, "Oh...my...goodness," She smiled in recognition and said, "I knew you looked familiar. So you're Gina, I've never seen a woman enjoy anal sex so much. My husband Darnell showed me this video the other day to get me to butt-fuck. I bet you've made a fortune."

"Made a fortune?"

Leilani nodded, "Netsex pays you $2.00 for every 1,000 hits after your video goes viral. We're still getting $25,000 a month for our honeymoon video and it was posted two years ago."

I whistled, that explained the check that Netsex had sent me. "Gina Gets It" had gone viral. I turned my attention back to the computer as Leilani brought her video back up. It began to play. 

She pointed to the screen, "Now, pay attention I'm not showing you this for your entertainment."

Tina squinted at the screen and asked, "Are the twins' cocks identical?"

Leilani laughed and pointed to the name tattooed on her right bicep, "No, Darnell's tip points slightly to the right." She then pointed at her left bicep where her other husband's name was tattooed, "And Tyrell's points slightly to the left."

"Is that the only way you can tell them apart?" I inquired.

"Funny," sniggered Leilani as she paused the video and explained. "I always fucked each of my husbands separately until our wedding night. It was the first time we were all together. I didn't think it was right to make one brother wait on the other for my pussy. I mean how do you choose? I loved them both so much, so I took them both at the same time."

The video showed the trio on a bed with Leilani in the middle and the twins on either side of her. Leilani lay on her back with her legs spread as wide as possible. The knee of each of her legs rested on the hip of a different brother as they lay on their sides. The video recorded the glistening wetness of Leilani's hairless pussy as the audio picked up her moans. The brothers were squeezing and sucking on each of her breasts. 

"Fuck me, please," panted Leilani, "fuck me now."

Each brother took his cock in hand and placed it at the opening of Leilani's pussy. One brother placed his cock on top of the other then they pushed their cocks into Leilani at the same time.

She cried out in pleasure and agony. It looked like she had a double-barrel shotgun with an over and under barrel stuffed into her pussy. 

The brothers paused when their cocks were half way in Leilani, allowing her to adjust to their massive intrusion. Each brother kissed their shared bride in turn and whispered words of love into her ears. With an unspoken signal the brothers began to push their cocks into Leilani's stretching pussy. They didn't stop this time until they were both balls deep inside her.

Tina and I both gaped at the screen opened mouth. It was the first time either of us had witnessed a vaginal double penetration. I glanced at Leilani, who watched herself with a glint of delight. 

"I felt so full," she offered with a husky voice recalling the double stuff. "It felt so incredible." 

Leilani cried out again on screen and we turned our attention back to it. The brothers had begun to thrust their big cocks into her. Her cries muted to moans and groans as the brothers developed a reciprocated rhythm. When would one withdrew his cock the other thrust his cock inward. 

"Fuck...me....fuck...me...fuck me," stuttered Leilani as she diddled her clit between huffed breathes.

Fueled by their shared bride's encouragement and their own excitement the brothers increased their tempo. Their cocks sprinted in and out of Leilani's pussy as the brothers raced to see who would cum first. One brother thrust his cock deep into Leilani. He stiffened and bellowed indicating he had crossed the finish line first. He was followed a moment later by the other brother who finished a close second.

"Ahhhh!" screamed Leilani in orgasmic relief. She looked at the camera with glazed eyes. Her face was contorted with pleasure.

Once everyone was finished with their climax the brothers withdrew their softening cocks from Leilani. Her pussy continued to gape wide after the cocks had been pulled from it. The brothers cum cascaded out Leilani's distended labia down the crack of her ass and puddled beneath her.

"Wow," said Tina breaking the silence. "I had no idea three people could have a mutual orgasm."

Leilani smiled and seemed as satisfied now as she looked the night the video was shot. She pushed the stop button. "It was definitely a whole new level of pleasure."

I whispered overcome with what I had just witnessed, "That was so beautiful."

"Jen you can experience that level of pleasure too," Leilani paused and studied my face, "with a little preparation your upcoming cruise could be one of supreme sexual bliss. Are you ready to begin your preparation?"

I nodded, "Let's get started."

Leilani led us out the back of the house past the swimming pool and a hot tub made from Cypress wood with intricate Japanese carvings on the wood. The pool house had been converted into a therapy studio. Leilani closed the door after we entered the building. She flipped on a digital audio player then pointed to some hooks on the wall and ordered us to strip. Soothing sounds of the Hawaiian slack string guitar filled the room.




Logical Ch. 05



Tina objected, "Is it really necessary for me to get naked, too."

"Yes, Tina," Leilani gave her a peck on the lips. "I'll need your help to prepare Jen. We're going to prepare her mind and body for optimum pleasure. You need to be nude to help." 

Leilani tossed her long hair aside with a swinging twist of her head then reached behind her neck and untied her bikini top revealing her perky breasts.

After we all were nude, Leilani had us huddle together with our arms interlocked around each other's waist. Our nipples were hard and pointed at each other in comical fashion. Poor Tina's belly enlarged with her babies occupied most of the space in the middle of the huddle. 

Leilani spoke in a hushed tone, "I'm a practitioner of Lomilomi, a restorative massage technique and Hawaiian holistic healing tradition."

Tina asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Leilani caressed her lips with a kiss before she answered. "Tina, I need your assistance as we physically prepare Jen for tomorrow. She will need your emotional support as her body is prepared to sexually satisfy your husband. If you accept your role, please give Jen a kiss."

Tina gazed into my eyes like she was searching out my essence. She kissed me pushing her tongue into my mouth. It wrestled with mine for a moment and I felt weak-kneed with emotion. She broke our kiss and whispered, "Jen, I love you and I accept my role."

"Jen," Leilani spoke in a hushed tone. "I am your Kauka Lomilomi. I am trained in the traditions of my People. I can prepare you with Tina's help for ultimate pleasure. If you are ready for a higher level of sexual satisfaction, then kiss me as a sign of your trust."

Without hesitation I turned my face to Leilani and kissed her with passion. Its heat percolated within me. My tongue penetrated her mouth like the cocks of her husbands had penetrated her pussy in the video. 

We broke the huddle. Leilani instructed me to light the numerous aroma therapy candles that were strategically placed around the room. Soon the relaxing fragrance permeated the room accentuated by the glowing candle light.

Leilani commanded Tina to fill two bath tubs shaped like arm chairs with water, one with hot water and the other with cold water. One tub sat in one corner of the room and the other in the opposite corner. 

"What's with the two tubs?" asked Tina.

Leilani explained as she dumped a large bucket of ice into the cold water tub. "These are sitz baths developed for hydrotherapy by the Germans. They're used to relieve pain in the lower part of the body and for treating pelvic inflammatory ailments. In the simplest terms the hot water will relax the pelvic muscles and the cold water will tone them. Tina, you'll want to do a series of these treatments after your twins are born."

"I can't wait," she frowned watching Leilani pour an oil into each tub.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"It's tea tree oil, it's good for the immune system. It's used to revive the mind and body after a shock. Which is why I'm using it, you're body needs to recover from sensory shock."

Leilani stuck a thermometer in the hot water and studied it with a wrinkled forehead. It read 106 degrees. Satisfied, she strolled to the cold tub and repeated the process, that thermometer read a chilly 55 degrees. 

As I watched the wiggle of her naked ass I couldn't help but recall the sexy site of seeing her double stuffed with two massive cocks. My pussy began to dampen as my mind placed me on my back between Nick and Stan as they both fed their cocks into my wanton cunt.

"Ready?" asked Leilani rousing me from my daydream.

"Sorry. What?"

"One more time, you'll sit in the hot tub for three minutes and then the cold tub for 30 seconds. You will do three sets of hot and cold, starting with the hot, and finishing with the cold. Then we will get you dried off after your treatment." 

I nodded as Leilani and Tina helped me sit in the tub of hot water. My flesh reddened, a testament to the heat of the water. I whined, "Oh, that's hot. It's scalding me."

"Relax," comforted Leilani. "Let the water do its job. Take deep breaths."

The scent of Eucalyptus filled my nostrils as I huffed in the scented air to calm my nerves.

Tina intently gazed at her wrist watch, "Time."

Leilani pulled me up from the tub and guided me across the room to the cold water tub. She had to hold me in after my roasted flesh made contact with icy water. Her nipples hardened in protest as I splashed water against her bare body.

The water took my breath away and I fought to get up from the tub. My entire body contracted as the frigid temperature surged through my nerve endings and punched into my core.

"That's thirty seconds," shouted Tina over the sound of cascading water splashing on the tile floor.

Leilani, didn't have to pull me from the tub, I practically pushed her out of the way and sprinted to the other tub to immerse myself in the hot water. 

Three times the process was repeated. My body was numb in response to the extremes of searing heat and frosty cold. My over-stimulated mind seemed to shut down as well.

Leilani quickly dried me off completely with Tina's assistance. After she helped me onto the big black massage table Leilani asked me, "How do you feel?"

"Friggin' exhausted," I whimpered from the padded table.

"Lay on your back," she directed and I rolled over. Then she kissed me, her tongue probed my mouth. She broke our kiss and in a soothing tone said, "You'll be prepared to pleasure your lovers when we are done." 

She rubbed Kukui Nut Oil into my flesh and soon my entire body was covered with the alleviating salve. Leilani placed extremely warm basalt stones on my lower abdomen and explained, "These are for deep tissue massage. They should relieve the tension in your pelvic muscles."

"Ahhhh," I sighed fully relaxed, "It feels wonderful."

"This will feel even better," Leilani said in a then ordered, "Now Tina."

Tina began an erotic massage of my breasts, squeezing each breast in her oily hands with pleasing pressure. Leaning over me she kissed me with salacious intent. She playfully tweaked my nipples. 

I moaned my pleasure.

Leilani explained, her soft voice barely audible, above the relaxing serenade coming from the digital audio player, "Tina's erotic massage will not only increase your sexual sensitivity it will heighten your sexual arousal. This will increase your anticipation for tomorrow's sexual encounters. The more you're aroused the more fulfilling it will be for you and your lovers. Let your body relax, Jen. Clear your mind" 

I responded with another low moan. 

Leilani took the cooling rocks off my belly and replaced them with warmer ones. She rubbed coconut oil into her palms then she deftly maneuvered her strong fingers over my pubis and thighs. 

Her slick finger slipped into my soaked snatch mixing its coconut covering with my own nectar. Rapidly her fingers sawed it in and out of my pussy. She observed, "Oh my, your pussy is way too loose. I bet your ass is too."

Tina mused with a giggle, "Not surprising, sense two hard cocks have been pounding it lately." 

My pussy was wet with wanton desire. I moaned my delight as the exotic Leilani continued to stimulate my body. My mind seemed to drift above the massage table and looked down at the scene. In my mind's eye I saw my sister bent over by my head massaging my breasts while caressing my lips with kisses. Moving down my body my mind's eye watched as Leilani slid a lubricated probe into my vagina. I grunted my awareness and felt a second probe glide into my anus. 

Leilani's voice was soft and reassuring as she said, "These are Transcutaneous Electrical Nerve Stimulator or TENS probes. They are used to tighten the pelvic muscles using an electric current to stimulate the muscle's nerves. A tight pussy is a pleasing pussy."

The pleasant pulses of electricity raced to block the pain messages that had been flowing from my pelvis for days. Thus, allowing my pelvic muscles to relax. Simultaneously the pelvic muscles themselves contracted in response to the electrical charge. This strengthened the muscles and improved their elasticity which I knew would improve my sexual performance.

"Relax Jen. Think of tomorrow, think of your lovers and their cocks. Think of the pleasure they will give you. Think of the pleasure your body will give them, you are such a fortunate woman, Jen."

Leilani's tongue darted against my clit while the probes hummed within my pussy. She used feather-like flickers of the tip to torment my clit from its sheath. She blew a teasing breath across it completely taking mine away. 

Tina quit massaging my breasts and lightly pinched and twisted my nipples, "She's close."

Meanwhile, Leilani increased the electrical charge of the probe up my butt. Then she used the one in my cunt to search out my G-spot. Interpreting my grunt as a signal she had successfully found it, Leilani gently bit my clit. 

Screaming, I fell off the cliff into the abyss of orgasm. Pleasure surged through my body like a jolt of electricity. A white light of gratification shot through my brain then faded to black. My body wilted into the blissful heap of satisfaction.

When I awoke some time later the TENS probes had been withdrawn from my anus and my vagina. Tina smiled and kissed me then wiped a wet cloth over my forehead, "Welcome back to the land of the living. How do you feel?"

"Very relaxed," my voice sounded far away.

Leilani appeared in my line sight and kissed me before explaining, "Wow, I had hoped the orgasm would have relaxed you but I didn't expect you to pass out."

"I passed out?"

"Yeah, I was concerned until you started snoring. I knew you were alright just exhausted so we took the advantage of the opportunity to complete your preparation. We waxed your muff. The cold stiz bath always brings out the pussy peach fuzz. You didn't even stir when we ripped the wax off your snatch."

I touched my pussy and felt its silky smoothness. I whispered, "Thanks."

Tina chimed in, "I painted your nails, both your fingernails and toenails. I thought the smell of the nail-polish might make me sick but it didn't. Don't they look nice?"

I wiggled my toes as I glanced at them, "Thanks, Tina."

The girls helped me off the table. It took a moment for me to regain my senses. Leilani asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just so relaxed. I do feel prepared for my sexual adventure tomorrow. Leilani, how can I pay for your kindness?"

She pulled me into a passionate kiss and whispered, "Pleasure me."

I nodded as she turned to Tina and kissed her with the same passion. Tracing the lines of her tattooed back with my newly painted fingernail I watched her flesh tremble. Goose-bumps rose beneath my touch. I heard Leilani moan as Tina went to work on her breasts, squeezing and sucking on them. I dropped to my knees behind her.

She looked over her shoulder at me with glazed eyes. With a lustful voice she repeated her request, "Pleasure me."

I kissed each check of her butt before I spread them. Slithering my tongue into her gushing gash I explored the depths of it. With the tip of my tongue I teased Leilani's clit and probed her drenched interior with my finger. The wet swooshing sound of my digit machine-gunning in and out of her pussy accented the swaying notes of the Hawaiian music dancing from the speakers.

Leilani moaned and whimpered her sensuous delight as Tina stimulated her top half while I manipulated her bottom half. She huffed, "Oh, oh, oh."

Remembering how Stan pleasured my ass, I tickled Leilani's ass by sliding my tongue up and down the inside of her butt crack. I then pushed the flat of my tongue against her anus turning her giggle into a growl. With light flicks of my tongue against her anus I teased Leilani mercilessly before I forcefully plunged my tongue into her butthole turning her growl to a gratified grunt. Then I wiggled my tongue in clockwise followed by a counter-clockwise motion eliciting a groan from Leilani. Meanwhile, my fingers continued to plunge in and out of the depths of her cunt while I thumbed a staccato on her clit like it was a ukulele. 

"Jen, that...that feels so...so...marvelous," stammered Leilani. She was ready to erupt from her building orgasm. "Going...to...cum...going...cum."

"Then cum Bitch," commanded Tina with a twist of Leilani's nipples until she yelped. 

I shoved my thumb up Leilani's butthole and pushed it towards the two fingers I had buried in her pussy. When I felt my digits touch within her innards I gently bit her clit.

Leilani barked her pleasure as her orgasm tore through her body. Her howl settled into a gratified growl, "Cum...cum....cumming."

Once Leilani had recovered from her climax we all dressed. Before we left the pool house Leilani place a puka shell necklace around my neck. She kissed me then said, "Hawaiians believe that wearing a puka shell will ensure a safe voyage. I hope your voyage is a pleasurable one."

"Thanks, Leilani, thanks for everything," I said examining the shell necklace as it hung between my breasts.

Tina took her turn kissing Leilani and promised, "Thanks, I'll see you have after the twins are born."

We exited the pool house. Each of us glowed. Tina had a gleeful glow from the expectant life within her. Leilani glowed with satisfaction not only from her orgasm but from the professional reward of having prepared me for the ultimate sexual experience. I glowed with gratification from her preparation of my body and a mental confidence that now I could pleasure the two men I loved so much. 

We left Leilani's and drove to back to Tina's house. Nick and Stan were already there when we arrived. They had started eating a supper ordered from the nearby deli. Tina scolded the guys for starting without us. Then she scooped a plate of food for each of us. 

The atmosphere was relaxed and the conversion was light-hearted. Once we were done with the main course, Tina melted some chocolate in the microwave and poured it over a bowl of strawberries and fed it to me. Nick popped the cork on a bottle of champagne and we toasted a bon voyage for the morrow.

Much to Stan's chagrin Tina insisted that I sleep with her. Nick wasn't any happier about being tossed out of his own bed onto the sofa. Tina took me into the master bedroom and locked the door to keep the horny men at bay. 

She took me into the shower and lovingly washed me before she fingered me to another relaxing orgasm. Choked with emotion she said, "Jen, I can't tell you how much I appreciate you and what you've done to save my marriage. I love you." 

"It's been my pleasure, really. And I love you too."

After we dried ourselves we crawled into bed, neither of us bothering to put on night clothes. The day had been a delightful one but an exhausting one. In no time at all we both drifted off to blissful sleep.

I slept with my head resting on Tina's humongous breasts and my arm wrapped around her huge belly, so full of life. While my body relaxed my mind went into extraneous activity. I dreamt of Stan and Nick and yearned for their hard cocks.

My dream began with the men kicking in the bedroom door. It wasn't a barrier to their lust just a temporary hindrance to it. They pushed past a protesting Tina, who begged, "Let her rest you can fuck her tomorrow."

"We want to fuck her now," they replied in unison their voices quaking with excitement. "We need to fuck now." Their desire demanding the satisfaction only my body could give. They picked me up as I kicked at them and carried me to the den.

I was laid across the octagon poker table where I was to be taken. I begged, "Please let me rest. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll fuck you tomorrow."

"No, now. We want to fuck you now."

Secretly I'm excited by the fact the men are so overwhelmed in their yearning for me. I relish the thought that I have excited their lust so much. It only fueled my desire to be taken by them.

Nick pulled my arms away from my body forcing my head to dangle off the edge of the table. Smiling my brother tapped my lips with his gigantic cock. Instinctively I opened my mouth to receive it. He forced more of himself down my throat until he had pushed past my soft palate and immobilized my tongue. Groaning his gratification he enjoyed the tightness of my throat as it stimulated his glans.

Meanwhile, my husband had splayed my legs apart and plunged his hard cock into my pussy over and over again. He stammered between eager thrusts of his cock, "Her pussy....wet, hot...good pussy." 

Tina had followed us from the bedroom into the lust fill environment of the den. She could no longer just witness my ravishment she had to partake in it. Before she took one of my hard nipples into her mouth she whispered, "Sorry Jen, you're just too irresistible."

I moaned around Nick's bloated cock as his wife sucked on my tits and tantalized my clit with her stiff finger while Stan pulverized my pussy. My groans turned to growls as my mind and body began to experience sensory overload.

Stan was the first to cum and he bellowed as his cum erupted into my cunt painting its interior with his hot goo. Nick followed by shooting his load down my throat filling my belly then he hooted his release. 

My ecstasy built until the apex was reached then I tumbled into the abyss of pleasure. I bolted upright in bed as my cunt contracted like a clinching fist. I screamed out my euphoria, "Cumming!"

Tina shook me awake, "Jen? Jen, are you all right?"

"Yes, yes, oh gosh, yes," I blushed. Then explained my dream to her in graphic detail and begged her to forgive me for interrupting her sleep. "I'm so sorry, Tina, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Irresistible, huh? What an ego." She laughed at me and then censured me, "You've become an oversexed slut. Now get some sleep, you got a big day tomorrow. You'll get all the cock you want then."

Then she pulled me into an embrace and kissed me goodnight. I fell asleep wrapped in her arms of love. Once again my body resumed its rest but my mind returned to the poker table in the den. 

This time the men had traded places. Stan stood by my head his cock dripped white droplets of cum and was coated with my ecstasy. He tapped my lips and like a slut I opened mouth wide to receive him. Tasting my nectar on my husband's cock increased my excitement and I moaned joy around his cock. He relished the vibration before he thrust his cock in and out of my throat. He looked down at me and sneered, "Jen, you're such a slut. Taking so much pleasure from your ravishment."

Between my legs I felt my brother feed his mammoth member past my pouting pussy lips and into the depths of my cunt. It kept going deeper and deeper until at last the tip rested snuggly against my cervix. Groaning my gratification as he gradually withdrew himself. The wet velveteen walls of my pussy grasped at his cock and tried to trap it within me.

Nick moaned enjoying the feel of my pussy as it tried to cling to his cock. He continued his long withdrawal until his cockhead was just barely in my entrance. He paused and I slapped the table impatient to be filled by him again. He smirked, "Jen, you're such a slut. You shouldn't want your brother's cock this much."

While my brother tortured me with a tortoise-like insertion of his monster cock my sister once again manipulated my tits. She sucked one then the other teasing me to the dizzying heights of elation. She urged the men on, "Fuck her guys. Fuck her like the slut she is, fuck her hard."

They complied. Nick grabbed my waist for leverage and pummeled my pussy to a pleasurable pulp. At the same time Stan fucked my face like there wasn't going to be a tomorrow. His bloated balls banged a staccato against my forehead.

I'm skewered like meat on a rotisserie between the two horny men. Helpless in my ravishment I lay and enjoyed the feel of their cocks thrusting in and out of me. Thrilled with the idea that they can't wait until to tomorrow to fuck me I'm on the verge of orgasm.




Logical Ch. 05



Suddenly Nick thrust deep into my cunt bottoming out against my cervix. He coated it with his hot, thick cum. My brother's climax pushed my husband over the edge to his own and he twisted my nipple painfully. As I opened my mouth wider to holler a protest he shoved more of his cock down my throat and my scream is stifled with his cascading cum that filled my mouth and throat.

Both men gave each other high-fives then pulled their softening cocks out of my orifices. They headed to the kitchen to drink beer and brag about their cockmanship.

I whimpered my distress, "I want to cum, too."

Tina heard my pleas and comforted me, "I know you do, Jen. Men are such selfish pigs. I'll get you off, Baby, don't worry."

She kissed me tenderly. She shared in my husband's cum by dipping her tongue into my mouth. Swirling her tongue with mine until hers is cum-coated too. Smiling down at me she said, "Mmmm, I love cum. Stan's cum is almost as good as Nick's."

I whined again, "I want to cum, I need to cum."

"Sure you do, Baby," teased Tina enjoying my predicament. "Patience is a virtue that usually rewarded with pleasure."

She kissed my neck. Goose-bumps rose on my flesh from her hot breath. Tina smiled at my reaction then trailed her tongue between my battered breasts down my torso to my coerced cunt. Slipping her tongue into the gap of my labia she twirled her tongue around the interior of my pussy before sucking up the cum deposited there by both my lovers.

"That's it," I groaned and pulled on my nipples with anguished delight.

Tina teased my buffeted button from its hiding place with the tip of her tongue. She agitated it with feather-like flickers of her tongue. The whole time she sawed three fingers into my cunt shutting down the outflow of the men's jiss. Sensing that I can take no more she rammed her thumb up my soggy butthole. 

"Ugh," I cried out as she brought her fingers and thumb together like she was clutching a six-pack. I screamed as she lightly bit my clit. My whole pelvic region seemed to contract upon itself then erupted as ejaculate spewed from my pussy. Lights in my brain burned red then white then faded to black as I crashed.

"Damn it Jen, wake up."

"What?" I murmured still lost in bliss. "What's wrong?"

Tina shook me. "Get up I think one of us wet the bed. I'm soaked. It's too early for my water to break," her voice choked with worry.

I sat up finally awake as Tina felt between her legs, she was too far along to see her own crotch. I laughed trying to dispel her concern, "It was me. I had another sex dream. I had a night emission."

"Night emission my fat ass," Tina giggled relieved that she wasn't going into labor, "You ejaculated. You cummed all over me, you slut."

I got up and we quickly changed the sheets. Once that chore was complete we crawled back into bed and I scooted toward Tina. I rested my head on her huge breasts and rubbed her big belly to be rewarded with a kick from the life within it.

Things settled down and I apologized again, "I'm sorry I've been so much trouble."

Tina reassured me, "Don't worry about it Jen. You're going to be fucking both your lovers tomorrow. It's only logical that you would dream about such marvelous pleasure."



Logical Ch. 06



The next morning Tina woke me with breakfast in bed, oysters on the half-shell and an omelet. I sat up as she placed the tray across my lap. I had slept past ten so I was famished. I dug into the omelet with enthusiasm and found it contained artichokes and asparagus. To wash it all down, Tina had made ginseng tea. Everything on the tray was an aphrodisiac delight. 

She smiled as and rubbed her very pregnant belly as I ate then asked, "How does it taste?"

"It's good," I sputtered between bites.

"I thought you could use a libido boosting brunch."

"Did the guys eat fuck food too?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

Tina nodded, "They've been up since eight and I've had to threaten them with castration to keep them out of here and let you rest. They are definitely horny."

Finished, I placed the fork down on the tray and wiped my mouth with a napkin. I fingered the puka shell necklace hanging between my naked breasts given to me by Leilani yesterday. "Thanks for yesterday. I appreciate your love and support. Sorry, I kept waking you up last night."

"There's nothing to apologize for, you spent the day getting prepared for the fuck of a lifetime, so why wouldn't you dream about it." Tina said with a half-grin as she picked up the tray and put it out of the way.

She returned to the bed and sat on the edge of it, "I need to apologize to you. I just hadn't realized the toll all this intercourse was taking on you, not only your body, but your emotions as well. Leilani is an old friend I should have thought of getting you in-touch with her earlier."

I smiled then asked, "Do you think I can satisfy Nick and Stan?"

She nodded then pulled me into a kiss. Her tongue probed my mouth like the men's cocks would be probing my cunt later today. Her fingers twisted and turned each of my nipples like it was a combination lock much to my delight. With a slight sigh she withdrew her tongue from my mouth. She leaned her forehead against mine and said, "Honey if those two aren't satisfied after all you've been through for their pleasure then they don't deserve to fuck you."

"Thanks," I whispered then I gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Let's get you ready." Tina pulled me out of bed and into the bathroom for a bubble bath. While the tub filled she lit aromatherapy candles. Vanilla to relax me and Jasmine to enhance my libido, she had chosen those scents to promote a more sensual and erotic lovemaking experience.

I slid into the warm embrace of the sudsy water while Tina sat on the edge of the tub. My skin glowed pink after she took a loofah and scrubbed my body, all the while telling me, "Jen, you're so beautiful, the guys are so lucky they get to fuck you. Just seeing your naked body will take their breath away and harden their cocks."

Once she was satisfied that she had scrubbed me clean, she held out a towel for me as I rose from the warm water. It cascaded down my body to follow the suds down the drain. She rubbed me vigorously until I was dry. Once that was completed she threw the towel over the shower curtain rod and pulled me into a vivacious kiss. Her lips touched my lips with a soft wet caress that sparked my desire and dampened my pussy. Her middle finger parted the folds of my cunt and explored my interior while her palm pushed against my clit with a pleasant pressure.

"Arrggh!" I protested Tina's sudden withdrawal of her digit.

"I'm just trying to get you warmed up not let you pop," she teased then led me by the hand to her dressing table. 

She stood behind me and pulled a brush through my tangled mane. She talked as she worked on my hair, "Jen, just think of all cum that's going to fill your pussy in a few hours." She chuckled, "Nick and Stan were both complaining about Blue Balls when I didn't let them interrupt your rest. I knew both of them emptied their balls ino you just a couple of days ago."

"Men will be men," I giggled with her. I looked directly into the mirror at Tina's reflected eyes, "I love them both so much. I love that they find my body, my pussy so satisfying."

Tina bent down and kissed my neck leaving it wet then she blew a hot breath across it. She smiled as I shivered and moaned my enjoyment. She tweaked a nipple and I squealed a protest. She smirked, "Just remember they are lucky to fuck you. Don't get so wrapped up with satisfying them that they fail to satisfy you."

Nodding in agreement I listened to Tina's words of encouragement as she continued to apply my make-up until she finished with an artistic flare, "Walla!" I looked in the mirror, Tina was a gifted makeup artist and I acknowledged I couldn't have done the job that well myself. She tapped my knee so I held out my legs one at a time so she could slip a black lace stocking with a floral pattern on each of my one. Once she had buckled the straps of my black stiletto shoes I stood. 

"I had Stan bring your things when he came last night," she said holding up a corset. She trussed it around my middle. Then with a wicked grin she pinched each of my exposed nipples until I squealed a protest. Giggling she said, "The guys will love the way this outfit presents those big tits of yours, like they are on a serving tray."

The corset was made of black leather with a half cup bra. My big breasts were uplifted by the bra's undercup while it left the majority of the my breasts uncovered and displayed. In anticipation my nipples grew hard. I couldn't wait to see how the guys would respond to my attire. With a husky voice I spoke, "Wow, leather corset with lace stockings, I love the contrasting feel of the materials."

"I thought you might," she grinned. She took the G-string that came with the corset and tossed it aside, "I don't think you'll need any panties. I think it will be fun for you if the boys could sneak a hand up your dress during dinner. I'm so glad Stan doesn't mind sharing you with Nick. In fact he really seems to enjoy sharing you."

"Stan is a voyeur that experiences compersion. So yeah, he actually enjoys watching me get fucked." I let that sink in for a moment before I continued, "I on the hand am a jealous bitch, so I hope Kimber doesn't shake her ass at my men."

Tina seemed surprised by my tone and whispered softly as she clipped the stoking tops to the garter straps dangling from the corset, "Just remember one of your men is my husband."

Once she was finished with my stockings I pulled her into embrace and stroked her face with a soft touch. I kissed her lips and whispered in hushed tone, "I know Tina. I know Nick is your husband and you love him dearly. You love him enough to ask me to relieve his sexual urges so he wouldn't suffer."

I kissed her again then continued, "I have to admit I was taken back when you approached me with the idea of fucking my own brother. But, you know, I love him and fucking him feels like it should, a physical extension of that love. Nick is your husband but I love him too and I have loved him longer than you. I will share him with you because I love you but I won't share him with Kimber."

Tina seem relieved and kissed me then she pushed me back, "I love you, too Jen. Let's finish getting you ready."

I slipped on a plain cap-sleeved blue mini-dress with a zipper that bisected the entire back of the dress from neckline to the hemline. I buckled a wide belt around my waist to highlight my figure.

"Perfect," Tina voiced her assessment, "Plain Jane on the outside but Naughty Nadine underneath." 

Looking into the mirror I agreed with a nod of my head. I felt so wicked dressed in a respectable looking yet unadorned dress while at the same time concealing sexy leather and lace lingerie.

"Let's go show the boys." She opened the door and Nick and Stan fell into the bedroom. "Have you two horny fuckers been outside the door all this time."

Stan regained his footing then red-face answered, "No, not really just a few minutes." Then more composed he added, "I wanted to give my wife this," he dangled an ankle bracelet from his hand. He looked into my eyes and said, "I wanted to give it to you in front of Nick and Tina. I want everyone to know how I feel about you and them" He read the inscription on the heart-shaped charm, "To Jen, my shared wife, love of my life."

I wiped a tear from my face before it could ruin my make-up. I thanked Stan then kissed him passionately receiving his tongue in my mouth like I would later receive his cock in my cunt.

He knelt down and placed the bracelet around my ankle and hooked its clasp. Slyly he ran his hand up my lace encased leg and caressed my thigh just above my stocking top. A gush of anticipation dampened my gash. He caught the scent of my excitement and followed his nose up under my dress to search for its source. Hurriedly he planted a kissed on my swollen labia then darted his tongue tip across my clit.

I pounded on his back to get him out from under my dress before I became too weak-kneed to stop him. I scolded, "Stan! You're mussing my dress. Stan stop it, wedding first, fucking later." 

He relented and rose to his feet with a crimson face, "I'm sorry, Jen. I couldn't control myself. Your pussy has a beckoning scent that I just can't resist."

Tina helped me readjust myself, "You're going to get fucked silly tonight. Wish it were me."

Nick took that as his cue. "Not to be outdone by Stan, I got my wife something too." He stepped behind Tina and hooked a necklace around her neck.

She picked up the locket from between her swollen bosom. It was a small skeleton key on a gold chain. She smiled pleased with Nick and returned his kiss.

After he broke their kiss he said, "Tina, I love you so much. That's the key to my heart. You own it. No one else could ever possess it after what you have done for me." 

He looked into her eyes and then stepped behind me before he continued, "But understand, I also love my sister and I always will. I have loved her all my life and she has half my heart." He placed a necklace around my neck. It was half-heart on a gold chain.

It clinked against the puka shell necklace I already had on. I lifted it to read the inscription, "Nick."

He had the other half of the heart on gold chain around his neck. He lifted it up to show us and sure enough his half of the heart read, "Jen." Still standing behind me he pulled me against his chest and I half turned to meet his kiss. His tongue entered my mouth like his enormous cock would enter my pussy later tonight. He gripped my breasts and squeezed them like they were ripe fruit. 

Excitement flowed from my cunt and damped my thighs just above my stoking tops. I felt his hard cock pulsating through his trousers against my ass. I pried his fingers from my breasts and scolded him, "Damn it, Nick, wedding first, fucking later."

Reluctantly he let go of me and pouted, "Why don't we just stay here and fuck."

"Great idea," chimed in Stan.

Tina interrupted, "Hey assholes, Jen is all dressed up and deserves to be treated to a romantic cruise. So you two horn-dogs better treat her like a lady not just some fuck toy." Then with a downward pout, she sulked, "Besides the doctor says no one can fuck me. So I can't join in."

After a good laugh, I herded the two horny men out the door towards the car. I took the bottled water Tina offered and said, " Thanks. Thanks for everything. I couldn't have gotten ready for this without you. You okay?"

She smiled and nodded, "This was all my idea, remember. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a little jealous of you. I envy that you will be having breath-taking sex on a romantic ocean liner." She gave me a quick peck on the lips, "I'll be fine. You know they're going to fuck you until you can't walk, don't you?"

"I know." I gushed, my voice raspy with anticipation. "I'll have to have a wheelchair waiting pier-side for me when we dock." 

With Tina's laughter ringing in my ears I hurried down the sidewalk to Nick's waiting SUV. My stilettos beat a hasty staccato on the pavement. It matched the excited pounding of my heart. I knew the men were watching me so I put an extra sway in my hips just to tease them.

The guys having loaded the overnight bags into the back of the vehicle were standing next to its open back door going through the motions of rock-paper-scissors. They had to go through the motions three times because my jiggling breasts and wiggling hips kept distracting them. Finally, Nick shouted, "Yes! Paper covers rock. I win!"

"What are you two up to?" I asked as I joined them.

Nick replied with a broad smile, "We were just seeing who was going to sit with you on the ride to Long Beach. I won."

My husband retreated to the driver's side and mumbled as he got in, "I let you win, Fucker."

I pushed a beach towel that littered the seat out of my way and climbed into the SUV. I felt Nick's hand firmly squeezing my lush butt as it presented itself to him. He mused, "You got a great ass, Sis."

"And it belongs to me," interjected Stan with a firm tone from behind the steering wheel. 

Nick cocked an eyebrow at the rebuff, "Of course it does, Stan. I was just giving Jen a compliment not staking a claim."

"Please, don't bicker boys, it will ruin the mood. I so want to enjoy our time together. Okay?"

Both men agreed and Stan put the vehicle in gear. We were off to the Port of Long Beach where the passenger ship, SS Commodore waited. It would be a thirty minute ride through Los Angeles traffic.

I opened the bottle of water and took a long pull from it while my brother squeezed both my breasts. I handed him the water bottle, "You better cool off, Little Brother. I'm not going fuck you in the backseat."

"Why not?" whined Nick as he took the bottle from my hand. He chugged its contents with vehement frustration. 

Stan grabbed the bottle over his shoulder without taking his eyes off traffic when Nick handed it to him. He added, "Yeah, why not? What's wrong with a couple of quickies?"

"I'm not going to get my outfit all messed-up nor do I want to sit through the wedding ceremony with cum seeping out my pussy."

"Then take your dress off, no one will see the widows are tinted," Stan argued as he handed me back the nearly empty bottle.

"That's not the point," I countered and finished off the remaining water in the bottle with quick swig.

"Come on, Sis. We're about to bust. My cock is so hard I don't think my zipper will be able to contain it for the wedding, let alone the reception."

I looked in my brother's lap and saw the outline of his hard cock straining against the material of his suit. I couldn't help myself and playfully squeezed it a couple of times. I felt his cock throb in my hand through the material of his suit as he moaned.

Stan chimed in, "Yeah, I know my balls are a deep shade of blue headed towards purple."

"Oh, you guys," I giggled. Then I gazed into Nick's pleading eyes and abdicated, "Okay, I'll give you guys some relieve but you have to do exactly what I say."

Of course, they both agreed to my terms. I unbuckled the wide belt around my waist. Then I twisted in the seat so Nick could unzip my dress. After I pulled it off I draped it over the back of the seat. Then I spread the beach towel across the seat and sat on it.

The intake of Nick's breath electrified my passion. Stan who stole glances in the rearview mirror whistled his approval as well and urged me on to further licentious behavior. Nick moved to grope my body but I pushed him away and shook my head negatively.

"Put your hands on the grab handle. I'm not going to let you maul me."

"What?"

"Put your hands on the grab handle," I repeated as I rolled my erect nipples between my fingers and thumps. I hissed, "Ah that feels so good."

Nick gripped the grab handle above his head next to the door with such intensity his knuckles whiten. With a coy smile I unzipped his trousers. His massive cock sprung out of his trousers like a blade ejected from a switchblade knife. It was engorged and throbbed with my brother's excitement. Its head glistened with leaking seminal fluid. 

I kissed him with passion and received his tongue in my mouth in the same manner I would receive his cock later tonight. Then I jerked his long shaft with urgent strokes. I stopped jacking him off to smack his hand which roughly squeezed my breast. "Hands on the grab handle or I'll quit."

Nick let go of my tit like he had touched a hot stove and . "No...please don't stop."

I gave him a quick peck on the lips and lowered my face into his lap. Holding his cock with a firm grip I twirled my tongue around its swollen head lapping up its drool. The salty taste of his nectar was a tantalizing appetizer. I continued to tease my brother by licking the underside of his shaft. The blood coursing throughout it pulsated against my tongue. 

"You're driving me insane," he whined with trembling lips.

I engulfed Nick's cock into my mouth and hollowed my cheeks as I sucked his monster member powerfully. Feverishly I stoked the remaining shaft with deft fingers. The strength of his need was reflected in the way his cock mushroomed and twitched in my mouth. I ran my tongue over his slit, coaxing forth, demanding his hot nectar.

A low rumble began in the back of Nick's throat and built to roar as he rose to the apex of pleasure before he spiraled toward release. Soon my mouth was filled to overflowing with a thick torrent of my brother's passion. I squeezed his cock with vigor milking the remnants of his cum from his throbbing member. Once his orgasm was complete Nick gave a satisfied sigh and I rose from his lap wiping his jism from the corners of my mouth. 

Fearing I would choke on such a substantial load I picked up the discarded water bottle from the floorboard and spewed the contents of my mouth into it. After I re-screwed the cap on the bottle I laid it back down in my purse. I dabbed at my mouth with corner of the beach towel I was sitting on. Patting my brother's crotch after he zipped himself back up and I teased, "Feel better now, Baby Brother."

"You have no idea," he chuckled then gave me a peck on the lips.

Stan had pulled the SUV over to the side of the highway. He and Nick swapped places with speed. He slammed the door shut with animated enthusiasm and slid next to me. He reached for my breasts and I stopped him. 

"Same rules apply to you to Honey. Hands on the grab handle."

Before he could protest I caressed his lips with a kiss letting him taste the salty remains of my brother-lover. I undid his trousers freeing his aching manhood from its confines and smiled as it bobbed towards me, evidence of his desire. Grasping his cock with firmness I noticed it was leaking pre-cum. 

"This is just a preview of the pleasures to come," I whispered with a husky breath into my husband's ear before lowering my face into his lap.

Stan's cock was hard as iron and it pulsed within my grasp. He moaned his enjoyment as I fondled it with love. He whispered, "I can't wait."

Kissing the crown of Stan's cock I tasted his seed as I twirled my tongue around it drawing a hiss of pleasure from him. I licked the length of his erection working his passion to a delirious pitch. With scrumptious delight I gulped down his love organ. It stirred in my mouth with primal need. I sucked his cock so hard my cheeks once again hollowed. Kneading his balls to cajole the cum from them I sucked and stroked his cock with eager anticipation. I felt his cock tremble against my tongue with his balls contracted in my hand. I knew he was ready to climax so I swallowed his length. 

Stanley bellowed his relief as his cock erupted like a volcano spewing his hot cum thickly down my tight throat. His cock softened in my mouth, spent and satisfied. He mumbled, "Thanks, Jen." 

I was pleased that I had been able to swallow his entire load. I rose up into the sitting position once again and dabbed my mouth with towel corner. I exhaled heavily, "You're welcome."




Logical Ch. 06



He kissed me this time tasting his own nectar on my lips. He choked with emotion, "I love you so much, Jen."

"I love you too."

Nicked pulled his SUV into the parking lot nearest the pier where the SS Commodore was tied up. He put the vehicle in park and announced, "We're here. And with time to spare."

"Time to spare?" I asked with agitated enthusiasm. "Good. Now it's my turn. Stan get up front."

"What?"

"Get in the passenger seat, hurry." I demanded.

He hustled from the backseat and occupied the front-side passenger seat with the sense of urgency my tone necessitated. He closed his door and twisted in his seat, "Now what?"

"Now it's my turn," I replied spreading my legs wide. I knew my pussy was perfectly framed between my leather corset and my lace stockings. My knees touched the middle of the bucket seats in front of me. My bare bald cunt beckoned my lovers, "Finger me, both of you."

Nick looked at Stan with a raised eyebrow. Stan simply shrugged wetted his right middle finger in his mouth then inserted it into my already drenched crevice and he observed, "Jen, your pussy feels so tight."

"Yeah...that's...it," I panted with heated breath. "Now....you...Nick."

He squirmed in his seat and watched Stan's finger sliding in and out of my cunt. He heard the wet flesh on flesh smacks and watched me pinch and pull on nipples with moans and groans. Finally, after wetting his left middle finger he slid it fully inside. "Like that? Man, Sis, you are wet."

"Now move....move them.....move them like......like you'd......you'd fuck me," I stammered, the desperation in my voice reflecting my need.

Soon the men masturbated me with a gratifying tandem tempo. Stan would withdraw his finger down the length of my vagina wiggling it like a thick worm until his fingernail was just inside my puffy labia. Then he would slam it back inside my pussy to his third knuckle. 

Nick would do the opposite, when Stan withdrew his finger, Nick would insert his finger but he used a twisting motion as he moved it rapidly in and out my pussy. He teased me, "Does that make your quim quiver, Sis?"

Stan quipped, "Don't you wish these were our cocks and not just our fingers?"

"Yes....yes....cocks....big cocks....hard cocks," I stuttered in with wild-eyed enthusiasm. 

Recalling the vision of Leilani's stretched cunt jammed with the cocks of her husbands' I imaged what my men cocks would do to my pussy. The fantasy only added to my excitement. My cunt was leaking fluid like it was a damaged hydraulic line. I was glad I was sitting on the beach towel as it ran down my butt crack. The pleasure generated in my cunt radiated throughout my body and made my mind reel.

Stan recognized the signs of my impending orgasm and directed Nick, "Shove your thumb up her ass."

When Nick roughly jammed his thick oblong thumb up my saturated asshole Stan pushed his palm against my clit and applied steady pressure against it. Stan said, "Cum, my Love, cum."

"Ahhhhhh!" I cried out. 

My eyes rolled over white as I slipped over the pinnacle and surrendered to the sensual fall of pleasurable orgasm. Red light burst across the sensory receptors of my brain as my body shook. My whole pelvic area seemed to contract then exploded with release. I screamed as a stream of ejaculate spewed from my cunt and splattered the console in front of my spread legs just missing the guys. I collapsed as everything went black.

Moments later, I regained my senses. As the fog cleared I became aware that Stan had pulled me to the passenger side of the backseat and was helping me get back into my dress. While Nick scrubbed the console with the beach towel. I stuttered an apology for making a mess.

Nick said with a smile, "Don't worry about it. It was a pleasure watching you cum."

"Yes, she is so beautiful when she cums," Stan agreed and kissed my cheek.

After Stan zipped up my dress I got out of the SUV and buckled the wide belt around my waist. Then I hopped in the front seat. Pulled the sun-visor down, flipped open the vanity mirror and touched up my makeup. I reapplied lipstick and ran my fingers thru my hair to get rid of a couple of tangles. Satisfied with my appearance I said, "Let's go."

Stan and Nick each carried an overnight bag and followed me up the gangway to the SS Commodore. We checked-in at the Purser's desk then found our cabin. We dropped our bags and ran back to the rail to throw colored streamers to people on the pier below us. This departure tradition acted as a last symbolic grasp with the old ties ashore then as the streamers broke with the departing of the ship it symbolized the start of a new adventure.

Once we cleared the Port of Long Beach we had to participate in mandatory abandon ship drills. It was quite comical as everyone on board scrambled to their assigned lifeboat stations. It took us several attempts before the captain of the ship felt everyone knew where to go. As soon as we secured from the drill we made our way to the stern deck of the ship where the wedding was to take place. 

The clear blue Pacific sky contrasted perfectly with the greenish-blue of the ocean to produce a picturesque setting for the nuptials. The bride, like all brides, was beautiful in her white gown. Her father, Nick's boss, beamed with pride as he escorted her down the aisle. The only downer was that Kimber arrived fashionably late just before the ceremony began and somehow had managed to steal the seat next to my brother when everyone stood up for the bridal march.

Kimber shot me an icy smile as we took our seats. She wore the same blue mini-dress that she had shown off in the photo she had texted to Nick earlier in the week. The dress's blue color highlighted her blue eyes, not that anyone would notice her eyes since the strapless dress could barely contain her cantaloupe-size breasts. The poly-spandex material clung so tightly to her breasts that you could clearly see her erect nipples, if you looked hard enough you could make out her puffy areolas that surrounded her nipples. 

I returned her smile with a cold one of my own. With subtle grace I ran my hand down the length of Nick's thigh and rested it on his knee staking out my claim as the ceremony began. I heard Nick's sudden in-take of breath and out of the corner of my eye I saw that Kimber had countered by resting her ample breast on Nick's arm.

As the ceremony continued Stan slipped his arm around me. He tapped his hand against Nick's shoulder. When Nick glanced at him, Stan nodded a reminder to my brother that I was there to be shared. Stan was well aware that a vamp like Kimber had a way of transferring a man's blood flow from his brain to his cock. When a man's blood went from his brain to his cock, he tended to forget about the expectant wife and kids at home or the outstanding blowjob he had received just a couple of hours ago. No, when the blood goes to the cock the only thing that matters to a man is the pussy. Stan had just reminded Nick that my pussy was there for him, too. Stan winked at me and I smiled back, thankful for his loving support. 

Soon the ceremony was complete. When the crowd stood to witness the newly joined couple exit the area, Kimber hesitated long enough to grope Nick's groin with a subtle squeeze of his cock before she stood. Nick jumped at the unexpected violation pushing me into Stan, who stumbled into the aisle to momentarily block the newlyweds' departure.

"Guess someone doesn't have their sea-legs yet," Kimber giggled coyly at the glaring bride, who stepped around my red-faced husband and through the hatchway into the ship's interior.

I jabbed Nick in the ribs with my elbow and he whispered that Kimber had grabbed his crotch. I nodded my understanding. I was cognizant that the young seductress was fully committed to bedding my brother. I knew Kimber was the type of vixen that kept at a man with womanly wiles until he gave in to his lust. If she could separate Nick from us, she just might get to fuck him.

We made our way through the receiving line next to the hatchway into the ship's ballroom where the reception was to be held. The clamber of the casino echoed down the passageway and added to the festive mood of the wedding party. Stan and I shook hands with the happy couple then with Mr. Everett, Nick's boss, who stood beaming next his just married daughter. Nick followed me trailed by the ever clingy Kimber.

I watched the bride's reaction to Kimber's outfit and the reaction didn't go unnoticed by her father, who raised a critical eyebrow at Kimber. A demure smile crossed my face as I caught the non-verbal cues being passed between father and daughter. I pondered how I might take advantage of the tactical error Kimber had made, her dress called too much attention to herself. It was fine for slutting around a dance club but at wedding of the boss' daughter it wasn't too bright. The bride didn't appreciate sharing attention on her special day with Kimber.

We went straight from the receiving line to the buffet line. Mr. Everett had spared no expense on the food. The Salad Station was first with an assortment of fresh mixed greens, ripe tomatoes and crisp cucumbers, served with a choice of Balsamic vinaigrette or a Ranch-style dressing. The Carving Station was next and offered Garlic Encrusted Prime Rib or Herb Marinated Pork Tenderloin.

When asked by the chef which one she preferred, Kimber replied with a saucy attitude loud enough for most of the line to hear, "Pork please, I just love getting porked, uh, I mean eating pork, uh, I just love pork."

"I just bet you do," responded the chef to the big-titted blonde in front of him. He cut a big slap of meat and placed it on her plate with a wink, "I suppose you like your pork thick too. Huh?"

"The thicker the better," she responded licking her lips in the most alluring manner.

Everyone in the serving line caught Kimber's act. With a glare of displeasure I jabbed my husband in the ribs with my elbow to get him to move on down the serving line to the mashed potatoes and vegetables. People were stacking up behind us to include the bride and her father.

Of course Kimber followed us to our table after we had finished filling our plates. To top it off she chose the seat right next to me. My brother being the gentleman he was held her chair out for her as she sat down. 

She expressed gratitude with a bat of her baby-blues, a cunning caress of his bicep and a sultry, "Thank you, Nick, you're so thoughtful."

"You're welcome," replied Nick, the timbre of his voice revealed his exhilaration.

After I placed my purse under my chair I signaled my brother with my eyes and a nod of my head to sit on the other side of me away from the wretched Kimber. 

She countered with a bolder move by pulling out the chair on the other side of her seat and the saucy suggestion full of erotic promise, "Sit here, Nick, next to me."

My brother, like a lamb to the slaughter, took Kimber's offer and sat in the pro-offered seat away from me. My eyes flared red when she smirked at me enjoying her tactical victory. I forked a bite of food into my mouth to avoid saying anything that would embarrass my brother in front of his boss. I watched with growing rage as Kimber openly flirted with Nick throughout dinner.

With a hurt heart I pondered, was it really this easy to lose my brother to this vixen after all the sex and intimacy I had shared with him? I shook my head trying to clear such dreadful thoughts, now I knew how Tina must have felt when she had first approached me about becoming my brother's sex surrogate. 

Stan sensed my mood and leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. He whispered in my ear, "Don't forget you love your brother."

I silently nodded my agreement while taking a long sip from my water glass.

"People go to great lengths for those they love. Look at how much I love you. I love you enough to share you with your brother." Stan's warm breath and kind words caressed my ear and my ego.

I felt Stan's gentle caress on my lace covered thigh under my dress. Without hesitation I opened my legs wider to give him the access he sought. My nipples hardened in my leather corset. I sighed my pleasure as my pussy began to dampen and ignite with desire.

Stan once again whispered in my ear, "Look at Kimber, she's a bitch in heat."

Without a word I studied the hot young blonde sitting next me. She was in full seduction mode and she possessed the sultry confidence that she would get what she wanted, no doubt she always had. She flicked her long yellow locks out her face to reveal her beguiling smile. The sudden movement gave her ample breasts a provocative jiggle. 

Stan agitated my pussy by the wiggling his finger and took my breath away. He whispered, "The only thing that can overcome a bitch in heat is the wiles of wanton women. Be that wanton women, Jen. Save your brother." 

Mr. Everett stopped by the table just as Stan pulled his finger out me. He greeted each of us and then addressed Kimber with a somber tone, "Quite the dress, you're wearing young lady."

Kimber gushed, "I know, don't you just love it?"

"A little too revealing for my taste, now my daughter's wedding dress is very tasteful," he said motioning to the head table where the newlyweds were seated. 

Kimber frowned in frustration, "It's okay, I guess."

Mr. Everett sighed and continued, "When you're a bride, Kimber, you'll understand the importance your wedding day and how certain inconsideration can damper your special day."

"Oh, I don't plan to be a bride for a long time," Kimber smiled tantalizing my brother. "I enjoy playing the field way too much right now."

I knew women like Kimber, she was predator, a mate poacher. She really didn't care about Nick, not really, she simply wanted him because he was attractive and taken. Nick to her was nothing more than a bite of forbidden fruit and another notch on her bedpost. The bitch had no concern for the destruction she left in her wake.

Shaking his head Mr. Everett moved on as the music started up. The groom led his bride onto the dance floor for their first dance. Soon everyone was invited to join the happy couple. Before I could react, Kimber had drug Nick into the swarm of people on the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around Nick's neck pressing her amble bosom against my brother's chest. Then she straddled his thigh and salaciously dry humped his leg.

Stan shook his head at the spectacle. He embraced me tightly and we softly swayed to the romantic rhythm of the music. Kissing my ear he said in a low tone, "Jen, you better do something quick before she mounts him right on the dance floor."

Fortunately the band picked up its tempo and numerous couples exited the dance floor, too embarrassed to call their awkward jerks and gyrations dancing. Kimber hooted above the music, "I love this song." 

The less crowded dance floor gave her room to maneuver. She spun her back to Nick then begun to grind her ass into his crotch. Her big tits bounced provocatively in her tight dress. Despite the clingy material it wasn't long before the dark pink top half of her areolas peeked from the strapless blue dress.

Sporting a red face and an obvious boner, Nick tried to back away from Kimber who continued to press home her bawdy assault. In his effort to flee he bumped into the groom causing him to stumble into his bride. She lost her footing and fell on her butt with a loud thud. Kimber's laughter exposed more of her breasts as the groom and Nick each took one of the bride's arms and helped her back up to her feet.

The commotion on the floor had gotten the band to quit playing. The reception was taking on the air of carnival side show. Everyone gawked at the spectacle as Mr. Everett stalked onto the dance floor. Something had to be done to put an end to this burlesque show before Nick died of embarrassment or was fired.

With sudden inspiration I stomped over to the head table and snatched a flute of champagne. I flung the contents of it into Kimber's face. The shocked look on her face was priceless. I smirked at the little tramp, "You need to cool off, Bitch."

To my surprise much of the ballroom burst into applause as Kimber beat a hasty retreat to ladies room. Stan beamed proudly at me applauding with the rest of the crowd. The bride and groom both smiled their thanks at me. Nick was more vocal, "Thanks Sis, you saved my ass."

Encouraged by the sudden turn of events I decided it was time to take Kimber completely out of the picture and now I knew how, "Nick, grab Stan and meet me by the ladies room." 

I hustled to our table and snagged my purse then headed to the ladies room. Several people patted me on the back for dealing with the obnoxious trollop. Before I entered the rest room I opened my purse and removed the empty water bottle that contained my brother's cum. I unscrewed the cap and chugged the contents in single swig but didn't swallow. I dumped the bottle in the nearby receptacle and ripped open the ladies room door.

Kimber had used paper towels to dry her face and was in the process of reapplying her makeup when I entered. She glared at me in the reflection of the mirror and sneered, "Come to apologize? Well not accepted." She aggressively patted her face with a powder puff, "You think you can keep me from Nick? You can't." 

I approached her without a reply then snatched her by her blonde hair and pulled her head back towards me. The shock of pain made her open her mouth to scream but I covered her mouth with mine and stifled it. I snowballed my brother's cum into Kimber's mouth. 

After I released her hair she pushed clear of me sputtering cum and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Red faced and wide-eyed, she hollered, "What the fuck?"

My smile taunted her but I sternly said, "Kimber that's the only taste of my brother's cum you're ever going to get. As you can tell he has no need of you." I turned on my heel and left the ladies room. The echo of Kimber's frustrated rant was cut short by the slamming of the restroom door.

Stan and Nick greeted me with wide grins as I exited the ladies room. We had started down the passageway to our cabin when Kimber threw open the restroom door with a curse. Mr. Everett halted her and gave what would politely be called a stern talking-to.  

Kimber tried to defend herself by deflecting, "Mr. Everett, Nick is fucking his sister. It's sick."

"That's it, Kimber. You've practically ruined my daughter's wedding with your outrageous actions now you're trying to ruin a good man's reputation with your outrageous accusations. You are fired, young lady," roared Mr. Everett. His face went from crimson to bright pink as he calmed, "I suggest you go to your cabin until we dock."

My last fleeting glimpse of Kimber was perfect, she glared at me with a gaping mouth and stomped her foot in frustration. I gave her one last smile as my husband and my brother each clutched one of my buttocks with a hand. 

We proceeded down the passageway past the casino. We giggled and played grab-ass until we got to our cabin. The guys laughed when I told them what I had done to Kimber in the restroom. Each of them complimented me for taking such bold actions to save Nick from her clutches.

"Bitch, shouldn't have messed with one of my men," I concluded when we stopped at the hatchway in front of our cabin.

Once we were ensconced in our cabin we relaxed. Nick poured everyone a flute of champagne and made a toast, "Here's to Jen."

"And to her love," added Stan raising his glass.

I responded, "And things we do for love."

After I drained my glass I undid my belt and let it fall to the deck followed by my dress. I stood in the awkward silence before my men in just my corset, stockings and heels. My breasts were displayed as if on a tray in the corset's half-bra and ached for attention. I touched each one of them with trembling fingers then tugged and twisted my nipples until I groaned. 




Logical Ch. 06



The men quickly finished their drinks and watched me with lust filled eyes as I sauntered towards them swinging my hips in the most provocative manner. My need rose with each seductive step and my pussy dampened with excitement.

Stopping in front of my husband I kissed him fully on the mouth. As his tongue explored my mouth I pushed his suit jacket off. Stan loosened his tie as I turned to my brother. I kissed Nick with similar passion and pushed his coat off a like manner. Turning my attention back to Stan, I unbutton his shirt. As each button was released I planted a kiss on his taut torso until it was open.

"Take your trousers off, Lover," I panted.

Giving Nick my consideration I undid his shirt in the same way I had unbutton my husband's undoing a button and planting a kiss. The rustle of Stan's clothing behind me melded with the excited intake of my brother's breathe into a heated cauldron of sexual intensity. Once Nick's shirt was undone I told him to finish stripping with wispy tone. 

Stan stood before me naked. His cock was as hard as a steel post. It arched stiffly back towards his body and glistened with the pre-cum oozing from its tip. He stood ill at ease in the silence as his cock bobbed an agonizing dance of yearning.

I kissed him hungrily tugging at his hard cock smearing its drool all around its crown. With a husky voice I teased him, "Stan, you're so hard, I can't wait to get this stiff thing inside me."

Nick joined us and I kissed him and tugged on his magnificent cock as well, now I had a cock in each hand. He kissed me parting my lips with an aggressive tongue. While Nick delved into mouth, Stan fondled my right breast then took my nipple into his mouth and sucked intensely on it until I hissed into my brother's mouth. Not to be outdone, Nick went to work on my left breast sucking on it and nibbling on its nipple. They fed off each other's enthusiasm and increased their vigorous breast play as their own excitement grew.

"Not so rough, you guys," I chaffed my irritation with a wrinkled forehead. I had never had both my breasts sucked on at the same time and I wanted the experience to remain a pleasurable one. 

Stan slipped his middle finger into my saturated snatch. He spat out my nipple and observed, "My goodness, Jen your pussy is absolutely drenched. Nick feel how wet her pussy is."

My eyes widen as my brother worked his finger into my cunt a long side my husband's. I gasped my pleasure, "Ohhhh."

"Your right Stan, her pussy is dripping she's coated her thighs with her excitement. Can you feel the heat coming off her cunt?"

"Oh, yeah, I bet we can get it to ignite in spontaneous combustion."

The room began to spin as the men began to finger me with a vigorous tandem action. Stan would withdraw his finger and Nick would insert his then vise-versa. As they tried to get my pussy to catch fire from the friction of their dueling digits they went back to work on my tits kissing, sucking and nibbling on them.

My mind whirled. My senses became overwhelmed. My legs began to wobble. My knees started to buckle. Finally I commanded, "Enough!"

The men were taken aback by my sudden shout and withdrew their fingers from my snatch. I led them to the king sized bed by their cocks. I swung Nick around and asked him to lie down on the bed. I crawled onto the bed and went to work sucking on his huge cock and balls. 

"That's it Sis, suck my cock," encouraged Nick.

Stan took the hint from my upturned butt. He kissed each cheek before he parted them and ran his tongue the length of my crack. He made little circles around my anus with his tongue before he plunged its tip into my pucker and teased it with tense little wiggles.

I took my mouth off of my brother's cock and glanced back at my husband, "Fuck...fuck me."

He slammed his hard as granite cock into my soggy snatch with a single deep thrust and I yelped. He clutched my hips for leverage and pummeled my overheated cunt to a pleasure pulp for several minutes. He huffed, "Your... your pussy... is so wet...so tight...like...like wet....wet velvet."

"Ah, ah, ah," I moaned my pleasure around Nick's cock stimulating it with an excited vibration. 

I protested with a groan when Stan suddenly pulled out of me. I yelped an objection when he smacked my ass. Propelling myself forward on my knees I straddled my brother. As I kissed Nick, his tongue penetrated my mouth while his enormous cock penetrated my pussy. Despite Stan's spirited earlier efforts with my pussy it took several tantalizing moments to slip down the length of my brother's cock.

He moaned with bated breath, "Sis....pussy...oh so....so tight....so wet...feels...feels good."

Once I was impaled on his gargantuan pecker I hugged his neck and huffed into his ear, "Love....love your...your big...cock, too."

Nick kissed my ear then whispered hotly into it as he pulled my ass cheeks apart, "Can you...oh man you're tight.... handle us both?"

I nodded hissing air between my teeth as Stan's blunt cock helmet tapped my pucker then wormed into my butthole. My faced contorted into a grimace as my body dealt with the pleasurable pain of Stan's cock as it forced its way past my sphincter. 

Nick sucked one of my breasts and lightly pinched the nipple of the other. Combined with the delight his cock was giving my body I was momentarily distracted from Stan's steel post-like cock going up my ass.

Once Stan was fully invested in my ass he paused. My entire body trembled with pleasure as my cunt clutched my brother's cock and my innards massaged my husband's. I had never been so full of cock. The only thing separating the two hard cocks within me was the thin membranes of my innards. The overwhelming sensations were pushing me over the cliff of sensory overload.

I whimpered hoarse and low, "Cock...so full...good cock...good."

Stan was the first to move and he slowly withdrew his cock until my sphincter threatened to expel it from my body. Then he just as deliberately thrust his cock back into me to the hilt. When Nick felt Stan's cock begin to slide into my ass he leisurely withdrew his until just the tip was inside my labia. Then he would reinsert himself with a torturous dallying pace.

I was astonished at how well the men worked together to give me the optimum pleasure. Not a word was spoken yet they instinctively knew what the other was doing and adjusted themselves for my benefit. Each man took a breast and playfully pinched and pulled on the nipple. They were even able to match that cadence as well, when one pinched the other pulled. 

"Fuck...fuck...fuck me," I stuttered as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body.

With my urging they began to increase the tempo of their thrusting and I felt like I should call, in-out, in-out, like the coxswain on a rowing team. Moans and groans of pleasure filled the cabin. It was all I could do to stay on the bed as the men's cocks stabbed in and out of my holes with machine-like speed.

Nick was the first to reach the apex of pleasure. He thrust his cock into me balls deep. His fingers grabbed my hips with an iron-like grip and held me in place so my pussy could receive his seed. He barked his release, "Cum...cum....cumming."

I could feel spurts of my brother's hot cum coating the velvety walls of my pussy. As soon as Nick's cock quit spitting Stan pulled me by my hair forcing me to arch my back. My brother's cock was still hard and still buried in my pussy. Now my arched body pushed my clit against his hardness. I could feel its pulse radiate through my clit. My husband was able plant another inch of his thick cock into my ass. I felt it twitch and urged him on, "That's right, Baby, fill my ass, fill my ass."

"Awww!" Stan bellowed as he shot spurt after spurt of hot cum inside my innards.

Both men were spent but remained hard and inside of me. I urged them to tug on my nipples while I pressed my fingers against my agitated clit. That was all it took my body shook with violence when the tidal wave of release hit me. My eyes rolled back white as I tilted my head towards the ceiling and howled, "Oh, ohh, ohhh."

I collapsed into a gratified heap on top of my brother's chest. I grimaced and fought to stay conscious as Stan pulled himself out of my ass. Kissing Nick I slid off of him and lay between my men. My gaping holes leaked cum onto the mattress. I gasped for air, then panted, "That was intense."

Both men smiled at me and told me how much they loved and appreciated me. The feeling of love welling in my bosom was overwhelming and a tear escaped down my cheek. Quickly I wiped it away with my fingers.

"Jen, are you okay? Did we hurt you?" asked Stan his voice quivering with concern.

With a negative shake of my head I whimpered, "I just... just feel so...so loved."

We spent the rest of the cruise making love. I pleasured my lovers singularly and together several more times. The last time in the shower as the ship docked at eight AM. We all laughed when we learned that Tina had ordered a wheelchair to fetch me down the gangway. It was a good joke, she assumed I wouldn't be able to walk after so much fucking. Somehow it made her a part of our sexual adventure too.

I had defied logic and crossed forbidden boundaries for love and in the end I learned that love works out its own logic.