0 comments/ 111391 views/ 7 favorites Jackie's Discovery By: csmsmith It was early on a Friday afternoon but Jackie wound up her work and knocked off early and was on her way home. She nearly passed Carla's house, as she usually does, but at the last moment she noticed her husband's car in the driveway. That's odd, she mused as she pulled to the curb and walked back. What could Brad be doing here? Steve and Carla lived here and were acquaintances of Jackie and Brad. She had just started to ring the door bell when the sound of happy laughter caused her to pause and then pull her hand back to clutch her chest. Again the laughter followed by an "oh yes" and an ecstatic moan. Somebody was enjoying themselves. It occurred to Jackie that the voices were coming from around the left side of the house. She found the bedroom window was open. She crept as quietly as she could to the window, but although the window was open, the curtain was pulled so as to obscure her observing the inside of the house. All was quiet for a moment and then an excited gasp followed by a subdued giggle. Holding her breath, Jackie moved up closer to the window and stood immobile to the side of the portal to the bed room. "Mmmmmm," the sound lolled out from a woman's mouth, and then another deeper grunt followed in almost rapid succession. "Ohhhhh, God, yes, yesssss," a garbled male voice breathed low and impassioned. Jackie stood stock still, indecisive as to whether she should leave or stay. She hadn't wanted to see them do what they were doing to each other, and now she had inadvertently stumbled upon it. "Your cock gets bigger and bigger every time I touch it," A female voice murmured. "And it tastes so good, round and hard in my mouth. I want to suck it and suck it and suck it." Jackie recoiled in abject repulsion, her breath catching in her throat. Had she heard correctly? Was Carla sucking her husband's cock? Suddenly, Jackie heard Carla's voice let out a tart laugh that slowly turned into a kind of gurgle. God, what was she doing now, her mind raced? "Tell me you want me to suck it, tell me again," she heard Carla tease. "Mmmmmmgh," the wet lapping-sucking sounds started low and then became more and more violent. Jackie bent back, her legs feeling slack, but her mind startlingly alert to the sounds of lust that continued unceasingly. "When you cum I want to drink it, do you hear, suck it and drink it." Jackie felt a dizziness float over her, as though she was drunk, but she wasn't. She wanted to leave, yet she remained pinned to the wall as though she had been bolted there. Weird lewd images floated through her mind, almost as echoes of what she had imagined as she had moved to the window, but now it was actually happening! He was putting his cock inside Carla's full-lipped mouth and she must be moving her lips up and down on the hotly throbbing head of his prick, sucking on it, the words blazed in flaming print across her consciousness. She had to leave, there was no question of staying here any longer, but she could not move. She stood limply, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, and suffered with the image of that long thick cock plunging into the woman's wet mouth, her long black hair tumbling over his tanned lean-muscled stomach, his balls cradled in her hotly kneading hands. Then the moistly sucking sound ceased, and there was a smack of lips and another short groan before momentary silence. "Yes, lick ... suck my little clit, Oh, Oh, God, you can fuck me with your tongue, God, you lick ... your tongue feels so good," the woman crooned, and then her words ran off into further babbling obscenities. Jackie's heart pounded like a jack-hammer until she was certain they could hear it through the window. She pressed one hand tightly to her breast as though to dull the sound. But it didn't stop; it lurched on accompanying the soft rhythmic sucking of her former friend's lips on Brad's cock. Oh Lord, it was awful! She was hypnotized by the lewd wet sound of lips on flesh, and she gradually found herself losing control of her consciousness. It was almost as though her whole being was palpitating in unison with the couple; and she was moving off away from her own body and watching horrified as she lurched into the first warm, trembling of arousal that began seething around deep in her groin. "Yes, oh you feel so BIG, it feels so goddam good. Fuck, oh fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck it, fuck my cunt like you never fucked it before." Jackie could feel the perspiration flowing freely on her body now beneath the folds of her clothes. Down below she could feel her own hotly throbbing cunt softly tingling, and she pressed her pelvis out against the wall and began rubbing it against the cool brick of the house. But the feeling was not stopped. Nothing was clear to her, she understood nothing, she could not stop that warmly quivering sensation, and she felt in one flicker of coherent thought that she would do it! She would get even with these two cheating spouses, but who would she do it with? Jackie stumbled around to the front yard, walked uncertainly to the side walk and made her way back to her car. She sat and cried for several moments, wondering how she should go about getting revenge on her cheating son-of-a-bitch husband, Brad. Just as she raised her eyes she saw Steve round the curve, heading for his house and the sordid scene there. Jackie waved him down frantically motioning him to stop. Steve pulled up short with a bewildered look on his face. "What's up, Jackie?" Steve asked, concerned by the antics of this obviously agitated woman. "Steve, Carla and Brad are at your house... they are having... an ... affair. Oh god, I can't stand it, Steve, what do I do?" Jackie sobbed uncontrollably. "What... I'll kill him," He said through gritted teeth, jaw clenched tightly, as the veins on his neck bulged. "No," Jackie interjected, "I have a better plan." Steve looked at Jackie quizzically, then surmised her intent, and smiled in agreement. "I'll meet you at my place." Jackie said flatly. *** Jackie pulled Steve into the bedroom and stripped him bare as she too unclothed herself hastily. She gripped his long, burgeoning cock tightly between her hands, pulling on it slightly between both of her palms as she adjusted it below her face. She dipped her head and her warm pink tongue darted forward, flicking lightly over the thin, semen-seeping opening. "Ooooooh," he groaned and thrust his loins involuntarily upward as the warm moistness of her wetly glistening lips closed like hot melted butter down over the sensitively throbbing head of his cock. He reached down and tangled his hands tightly in her hair to guide the rhythm of her already slowly bobbing head. The thick rod of flesh with the massive head was sinking deep into her mouth now, crushing through her softly moistening lips into the wet saliva at the back of her throat. Steve groaned and undulated his pelvis, forcing the throbbing hardness upward and inward again until she set up a steady rocking motion, never quite letting it withdraw but leaving the hot swollen head lodged a half an inch or so up inside the warm wet mouth. "Yeeeees!" he grunted as her lips tightened around his hardness and her tongue began to swirl heatedly around the warm moistness of the rubbery blood-inflated head. Jackie's tongue, with nerve-tingling licks on the outstroke, was making the head throb and jerk as though his heart itself were beating inside it. He bent his head forward and watched through widely bulging eyes, one of his hands tangling tighter into her bobbing head, and the other fondling her sensuously swaying breasts. He made a hard thrust forward and almost his entire prick disappeared until only a little stretch of it showed white and glistening, protruding from between her rapidly working lips. Her cheeks hollowed on the outstroke and expanded obscenely on the in-stroke. He withdrew and the thin elastic rim of her lips pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the flesh of his warmly tingling cock as though held there by invisible fingers. Her breasts jerked and danced below her lewdly pumping torso, one of them lifting and falling in his hand and adding to the lust-inciting picture. "Lick it right under the ridge," he said hoarsely while he watched her. "Oooooooh, that feels so goddamn good." "Do you like it when I play with your balls like your wife did to Brad?" she breathed hotly around his cock. "Oh, God yes! Milk your fingers over the skin. Do that too!" He sighed deeply and his head sunk back in the pillow as she massaged the soft resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked the base of his cock between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand as she continued to suck rhythmically up and down. She increased the speed and he could feel the silky softness of her tongue twirling faster and faster around his saliva soaked hardness at the apex of the withdrawal, the stroke of her tongue ending in a magic flick across the tiny opening of the glands at the end. He flexed his buttocks, thrusting his hips back and forth and then arched his back up off the bed to grind his wildly bobbing loins hard up against her face. Jackie could feel his throbbing reaction beginning inside his balls and began to suck his cock a little harder, increasing the pressure of her mouth, the tips of her teeth digging gently into the hard resisting flesh, leaving thin white trails where they had scraped the blood beneath the surface of the skin. She reached under his buttocks and cupped them in her palms, pulling his loins up tighter to her face. She could hear his breath quicken and her passion began to build and build in reaction. She imagined she was sucking on her own husband's cock, Brad's cock. "Fuck me ... I want you to fuck me and cum up inside me," she suddenly mumbled around his smoothly plunging instrument, struggling to get the words out and at the same time continuing the lewd twirling of her tongue around the moist blood-inflated head. "Yes, I've got to fuck you. Fuck the shit out of you," he muttered. She felt his tangling fingers pull her by the hair until her lips withdrew with an obscene suction-like sound from his nearly bursting cock head. His hands moved to her shoulders and twisted her body harshly until she fell on her back on the bed. Steve rolled himself full length on top of her and she twisted and squirmed, smashing her hips against the wet hard cock pressing against her wildly rocking belly. "Oh, you've got such a big hard cock," she whimpered uncontrollably as he drew his hand up tight against the warmly swelling moistness of her cunt, searching for the tight elastic little opening. "And you've ... God, you've got such a sweet pussy," he worked at her hotly quivering vaginal lips now, slowly and expertly parting the thinly curling pubic hairs and insinuating his fingers, hurting slightly at first so that she gasped and bit down on her lips to stem the pain. "Oh, it's going to feel so goooood! Hurry! Fuck me now! Noooooow!" she whimpered through contorted lips, flailing her head from side to side on the spongy, sweat soaked material of the bed. She shuddered expectantly as his hands pushed her thighs further apart still, stretching her cunt until it lay before him in a flat exposed plain. Her legs snaked out on either side of his body and her calves locked against the backs of his legs. He grasped his hard aching cock in his hands and then Jackie felt the lips around her softly quivering cunt slowly stretching open. The elastic rimmed tightness resisted for a moment, then gave way before the hard cruel pressure. "Ooooooh," she groaned as it slithered deep inside her belly. Steve shoved again slowly forward, and then suddenly he could stand it no more, and he rammed into her with everything he had, sinking the lust-inflated cock all the way to the deepest recesses of her warmly accepting young belly. He could feel the soft, sperm-filled sac of his balls slap tightly against her jerking buttocks and her legs kicked out in the air from the relentless onward pressure. But she responded like a creature from his wildest dreams, digging her heels into the bed and grinding her wetly clasping cunt back up his smoothly skewering shaft, begging for more of the cruel treatment. He could hardly contain himself as her grunts of pleasure resounded through the thick sex filled air. He set up a quick rhythmic fucking motion, further incited by the flat smack of naked flesh on naked flesh as his belly smacked heavily against hers with each lust-heated stroke. It seemed impossible, but it was true: he was ramming that hard thick cock up into the warmly quivering confines of this stranger's cunt and she was loving every minute of it ... God, she was a wild woman when it came to fucking ... he had never had anything like this before and it took the utmost of his self-control to hold off from coming instantly into the softly squeezing walls of her cunt. "Oh, Ooooooh, Arhgh," she groaned as it pushed with greater force through the hotly pulsating passage. "Oh, fill me Steve, fiiiiilll meeee," the sounds came incoherently around the swabbing tongue sunk deep in her throat. He dropped his body heavily down on her, smashing the full ripe tits tightly against his heaving chest. He reached back grabbing her ankles and pushing them brutally back over her shoulders, until she was rolled up into a tight round ball of helplessness beneath him. His shoulders pushing against the backs of her full rounded calves kept her locked in that vulnerable position as he fucked heavily into her. Reaching beneath them, he forced his hands between the bed and the full white cheeks of her ass, kneading the warm soft flesh and pulling the gently rotating cheeks further apart. He could feel the hot smooth walls of her tightly clasping cunt sucking hungrily at his aching cock, convulsing tightly around his rapidly plunging hardness. Goddamn it, I'm going insane, he thought. I'm fucking the wife of my wife's lover! Then, before he could begin another thought, he felt it begin for her. "Aaaaaagh, I'm coming!" she screamed up into his mouth and her body tossed under him, slipping and churning in a furious spasm. "I'm coming. I'm coming too," he mumbled over and over to himself, speeding up the already furious rhythm of his strokes. He could feel the hot white cum building up inside his heated balls as they beat hard against her wildly gyrating upturned ass. But he couldn't let it stop! He was going to spurt his boiling semen into this woman's sweet little belly until she was filled to the bursting point with their dual mixture of hotly gushing cum juice ... and then, before he could complete the thought, he could feel it, the muscles of her cunt clasping voraciously around him and massaging his cock to a flooding hugeness that threatened to split her womb asunder. He could feel his breath becoming ragged and short, his cock jerking and stiffening even larger. He could sense the sensation of hot white cum spewing now out of the wildly jerking head and shooting up into her like liquid fire, ricocheting around inside her hotly convulsing vaginal walls like thick burning streams of molten lava. In a cascade of passion the lovers exploded into a mutual sexual haze, convulsing to exhaustion, slowing, and then, sleep. *** They had only slept for a few moments, when Jackie nudged Steve out of her bed saying, "That should make us even." "How about a round two?" Steve asked. "Don't push it Steve, this was a grudge fuck, no more, no less. Now go back to that slut wife of yours and tell her she's a whore." Steve was unable to parry with her anger, and just left Jackie irate, wallowing in her self pity and rage. A few minutes after Steve had left, Jackie walked to the living room and noticed the light on the answering machine blinking, indicating a message had been received. She pressed the play button and listened as Brad's voice erupted from the machine, "Hi honey, I'm going to need a ride home tonight; my brother borrowed my car for a date he has with Cindy. Call me when you get this. Love you, bye." Jackie was stunned; she crumpled to the floor, sickened by the realization that she had made a grave mistake. Cindy was Steve and Carla's daughter. She had been the one she had mistaken as Carla, and Bob, Brad's little brother, was the man she had heard through the window. "Oh my god!" She muttered through her hands pressed to her face. "How will I ever explain this to Brad?" Jackie's Discovery Ch. 02 Jackie and Steve had met up to get even for their spouses having an affair together. She had seen her husband's, car at Steve's house and heard Carla and Brad together. They had only slept for a few moments after sex, when Jackie nudged Steve out of her bed saying, "That should make us even." "How about a round two?" Steve asked. "Don't push it Steve, this was a grudge fuck, no more, no less. Now go back to that slut wife of yours and tell her she's a whore." Steve was unable to parry with her anger, and just left Jackie irate, wallowing in her self pity and rage. A few minutes after Steve had left, Jackie walked to the living room and noticed the light on the answering machine blinking, indicating a message had been received. She pressed the play button and listened as Brad's voice erupted from the machine, "Hi honey, I'm going to need a ride home tonight; my brother borrowed my car for a date he has with Cindy. Call me when you get this. Love you, bye." Jackie was stunned; she crumpled to the floor, sickened by the realization that she had made a grave mistake. Cindy was Steve and Carla's daughter. She had been the one she had mistaken as Carla, and Bob, Brad's little brother, was the man she had heard through the window. "Oh my god!" She muttered through her hands pressed to her face. "How will I ever explain this to Brad?" Jackie called Brad, but decided not to mention anything about the mix up. Then, just as she was getting ready to go to pick Brad up, she realized there was someone else that she had to call, Steve, he had gone home and was quite possibly in a rage over the incident. Jackie called Steve's home number and he picked up on the first ring. "Hello." "Steve, we have to talk. It wasn't Brad at your house today it was…" Steve cut her off, "It was Bob, I just found out myself, he's still here with Cindy." "Oh god," Jackie sobbed, "What are we going to do?" "Jackie we can't say anything to anyone." Steve replied earnestly. "But I've made such a big mistake. I'll have to tell Brad." Jackie pleaded. "No, you mustn't tell him, he'll get mad and tell Carla, I couldn't possibly explain it to her, Jackie. Please don't say anything." "I have to go." Jackie said matter-of-factly, and hung up the phone. Bob stood in the kitchen doorway and watched as Steve pleaded with his sister over the phone. What was the big secret? What were these two up to? "What's up Steve?" Bob asked as he stepped into the kitchen. Steve tensed and turned white as a sheet, turning to face Bob. "Oh, nothing Bob, what's up with you?" He managed to say, his voice trembling. "You look like you saw a ghost." Bob said inquisitively, his eyes squinting, trying to discern what Steve had cooked up with Jackie. "Oh, just some disturbing news, that's all." Bob wasn't convinced, "What does Jackie have to do with it?" "Oh no, you heard that? I'm so ashamed, Bob, you can't let anyone know what I… We have done." "What have you done that could be so bad?" Bob said with a smile, and as he did so realized what was tearing at Steve's heart. "You mean you and…Jackie…are lovers?" "It's not like that, Bob, It was a big mistake." "I'll say so," Bob interjected. "Jackie saw Brads car here, thought it was Brad having an affair with Carla and, well…" "You and Jackie were getting even?" Steve nodded 'yes' his eyes downcast, "You have to keep it secret, Bob." "Shit, you screw my sister and I'm not supposed to tell my brother? You don't ask for much, do you?" "Please Bob, I can't bear to break Carla's heart like this…" "Ok, Ok, I'll have to think about this, meanwhile, don't you dare go near Jackie, do you understand?" Bob admonished Steve. "You have my word Bob." *** The following day Jackie droned around the house; not sleeping the night before had left her listless and depressed. Brad was at the gym with the guys, at noon she heard the door bell ring and couldn't surmise who could be just dropping by unannounced. She looked through the peep hole in the door and saw Bob, Brad's brother, standing there. Jackie's heart leapt for a moment, but then composed herself and opened the door, smiling widely as she did. "Hi, Bob. What's the occasion?" "Hi Jackie, is Brad home?" "No he isn't, he goes to the gym Saturday mornings. Can I help?" "Well, I'm here to see you, Jackie." Bob explained with his gaze level, his eyes burning a hole through his sister. "Oh?" Jackie looked startled, "What about?" She leaned against the door for support, her knees were weak, and her mind raced grasping for a steadying thought, anything that could make this moment go away, could explain Bob's presence here, without dredging up the sordid acts of the previous day. "Maybe we should talk inside Jackie." "Uh,,, oh,,, ok." She froze as Bob walked through the doorway, past her to the living room. Finally, managing to move herself to the opposite end of the couch, sitting, hands clasping and fidgeting in her lap, avoiding his gaze. Several minutes of tense silence filled the space between them before Bob finally spoke. "Jackie I was at Cindy's house yesterday." He paused and waited for a response, then continued, "I found out about the mistake you and Steve made…" Jackie burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to mask the fear and anguish that had consumed her. Bob was touched by the emotional scene before him, and reached for Jackie, then thought better and pulled his hand back, offering instead his soft even voice as a consolation; "Oh Jackie, don't be so hard on yourself. Look it was just a mistake, but we have to reconcile this with Brad…" "Oh god!" She bursts out falling back onto the couch, flailing her hands as she does so. "I can't tell him, Carla will kill Steve and me, and Brad will leave me for sure. I can't tell anyone, I just can't." Bob saw her point, as bad as it was, the situation could become much worse, Steve had expressed it much the same way too. "Ok, ok, we'll hold off telling anyone," he said, as he moved closer to her, placing a hand on her shoulder and wishing he hadn't confronted her now. She leaned into his chest and sobbed, he could feel the tears as they flowed freely onto his shirt. He held her there for what seemed like forever, before she fell asleep. He laid her back on the couch, covered her with a comforter, and left her to rest. Bob was Brad's younger brother by some sixteen years. Their parents were surprised when Bob came along; he was an unexpected addition to the family and was always the 'baby' of the family. He was now eighteen and in college, although still living at home with his parents. Brad and Jackie were 34 and seemed more like uncle and aunt to him than brother and sister. Bob had become infatuated with Cindy, Steve's daughter in high school, and now dated her as often as he could, they were a matched pair; both liked casual sex with few strings attached. This is how Bob had come to be at Cindy's house when Jackie mistakenly assumed he was Brad. Now Bob shared a secret with Steve and Jackie. A secret he desperately wanted to share with Brad, but couldn't, for everyone's sake. Now he found himself wishing he hadn't stuck his nose into their business. He regretted knowing anything about the whole affair. He had even stopped calling on Cindy, he just couldn't be with her without recalling the fallout that had befallen the people he loved and wanted to protect. Some few weeks later, after school, Bob had come home and his mother informed him that Jackie had called and asked that he return her call as soon as he could. Bob picked up the cordless phone and went onto the veranda to call Jackie, "Hi, you wanted me to call?" "Yes." Jackie said, succinctly, "We need to talk." "Ok…" "But not at my house, I'll pick you up, at seven, ok?" "Sure, ok." Jackie waited at the curb, as Bob left the front porch and made his way along the curved path to car door. As he entered, the glare of bright white light made Jackie's face appear frightful and ghoulish. Bob said "Hi" and fastened his seat belt, as Jackie accelerated, the car lurched from the curb and she began driving out of the neighborhood. "Where to?" Bob asks. "Nowhere, I just need to talk, and you are the only one I can talk to about it." "I see…" "No you don't see. I'm living a hellish nightmare, day and night, I can't sleep or eat, Brad wants to know what's going on and I can't tell him. Oh Bob, what do I do?" "To tell the truth, I haven't been myself lately either." Bob admits. "How do you mean?" Jackie asked confused as to how it related to her predicament. "I haven't been able to make love to Cindy since that day; I've just stopped going over there altogether." "Well, if its any consolation, I haven't been able to engage Brad sexually either. What's wrong with us?" "I can't explain it." Bob shook his head dejectedly. Jackie's cell phone began to ring, not recognizing the number on the caller ID at first then it flashed into her mind that it was Steve's. She answered, "Hello… You have got to be kidding me??? No, we'll meet you at the park in ten minutes." She looked sideways at Bob and explained, "Carla suspects something. Steve is worried." "This is getting out of control." Bob said matter-of-factly. Steve was waiting at the park entrance, Jackie slowed to a stop in front of him and watched as he opened the car door and slid into the back seat. No one acknowledged the other as Jackie pulled into a dark corner of the park, stopped, and turned the ignition off. Steve spoke first, "Carla is really upset. I think she knows something." "How… What could she know?" Jackie asked. "She wanted to have sex…and I couldn't perform." Steve admitted, with a furtive look toward Bob in the front seat, visibly uncomfortable by his daughter's boyfriend being privy to so much intimate information. "This whole deal has me so upset I can't do anything without thinking how I've fucked up." "Me too," Jackie mumbled. "Yeah," Bob chimed in. Steve was stunned, "You guys are having problems too?" He asked as he looked from one to the other incredulously. Both were nodding in the affirmative. "What am I going to do?" Steve pleaded. "I don't know, but we can't go on like this. Let's put our minds to it and get back together tomorrow, Ok?" Jackie said firmly with mock finality. Everyone agreed, and Jackie drove them back and dropped them off. *** As Jackie was driving home alone she worked the issue over and over in her mind. As she was about to scream out of frustration, She thought that if Brad and Carla were having affairs too there wouldn't be a problem. Then the answer struck her, Brad and Carla were not the problem; they were the solution. She quickly dialed Steve's number and explained her epiphany to Steve; they just had to get Carla and Brad together. Steve saw the genius of the idea and said he was "willing to try anything", then said, "Wait a minute, what about Bob, he's not going to foul this up is he?" remembering that Bob was reluctant to go along in the first place. "Oh shit! I forgot about him." Jackie spat out virulently, and then with acquiescence, "We'll just have to include him." "But my wife…your husband?" Steve sounded confused. Jackie cut him off with that thought, "We'll work it out tomorrow," and hung up the phone. Jackie's mind raced. She had dedicated herself to finding a way that the three of them could exorcise the demons that plagued their every waking thought. She thought she had determined the correct manner to accomplish the task by the time the two men arrived. They had chosen an out of the way café to meet where they could concoct the plot that would relieve them of their guilt without the admission of any mistakes on their part. Jackie explained the outline of her plan; they would have a get-together, Bob would seduce Carla, Brad would be coupled with Cindy somehow and when the whole event was over, everyone could go back to their lives knowing each had been shared by one another. But could it work? Steve had reservations, "I don't know if I want Brad with my daughter." Bob was just as concerned, "Why do we have to drag Cindy into this?" Jackie took control, "Look, to make this happen there can be no loose ends. We are either in this or not, but we can't leave anyone out or we will be right back to where we are right now." The two men saw the logic of her argument, and admitted that she was right. *** Saturday had come and the plan was in full effect, all week long the three conspirators had made preparations for the upcoming get-together. Jackie had forced herself to have sex with Brad, if only to chat him up in the bedroom about Cindy. She made it clear that Cindy had been unashamedly attracted to Brad; she had even overheard Cindy making comments at the salon last week. Brad didn't comment he didn't have to; His orgasm was enough to tell Jackie that she had made an impression; he came like he hadn't in years. Jackie smiled a little knowing smile, the seed was planted. Steve too tried to overcome the angst of having to perform sexually and performed oral sex on Carla several times during the week leading up to the event. He talked nonsense, pillow talk mostly and then asked her what she thought of Bob as a match for Cindy. "I dunno, he seems to be preoccupied with other interests." She dismissed the thought. "He's good looking, don't you think?" "I suppose so." "He sure has eyes for you." Steve said between tender caresses of her clitoris. "What?" Carla asked, not sure of what her husband was saying. "Uumm, He watches you all the time and I think he likes it when you walk around in your bikini. I know I do." Steve continued his ministrations to Carla's carefully trimmed pussy. As he came up for air he said, "Do you think he's well hung?" then, as he said it he placed his tongue back into her warm sex pot. Carla didn't respond in the way he expected, her whole body began to convulse, her answer came in wave after wave of orgasm. Bob knew that having sex with Cindy would defeat the purpose of setting up his brother with her on Saturday night. If she was satiated, she wouldn't go for Brad's advances, and every thing would fall apart. But could he stand having his brother fuck his girlfriend? He was ok with screwing Carla, her mom, she was totally hot, but he still harbored concerns about Brad and Cindy. So his preparation was to avoid Cindy all week. The plan was arranged around a hot tub party at Brad and Jackie's home. Everyone lounged around with plenty of alcohol and soft music. Jackie was so anxious she continually floated in and out of the house, making herself busy so as to disguise her nervousness. Finally, she realized that the couples were clinging to their own mates. This can't stand she thought; we have to break this up. She called Bob to help her in the kitchen for a moment and as he walked in, she shot him a look that could freeze a flame. "You can't hang on Cindy, you have to work on Carla or we're a bust." She admonished him. "I know, I know. I'm just so scared." "Here, take this bottle of wine and share it with Carla, she loves this stuff." "Ok." He said, took the wine and moved back to the patio. "Umm, that looks good, Bob, are you gonna share?" Carla asked. "Sure." Bob said with a smile and moved to sit at her side on a chaise lounge. Steve took the hint and exited the patio through the kitchen and found a spot next to Jackie to watch them without being seen. Jackie commented that "This better work." Steve didn't answer, but he did agree. Brad was pretty well on his way to being drunk and hadn't taken his eyes off Cindy all night. For her part, Cindy was jealous of the attention Bob was lavishing on her mother. Well two can play that game, she thought. Turning to Brad she asked, "Would you like to get in the hot tub with me Brad?" Knowing the overture was not lost on Bob. When Bob ignored her, she stood, moved to the edge of the hot tub and reached slowly to the clasp that held her bikini top in place, with a flick it snapped open and her lovely teenaged breasts jiggled and bounced as they sprung from the confining patches of cloth. Brad looked, first at Bob and saw no response, then toward the house, no one there either, hurriedly he moved to hot tub and stepped out of his shorts and into the warm, swirling water, never taking his eyes from Cindy's beautiful young breasts. Carla had been oblivious to her daughter's antics, but realized that she couldn't make any advances toward Bob in Cindy's presence, she whispered something into Bob's ear and rose, moving to the house on unsteady legs, cradling the bottle of wine as she moved. Jackie and Steve pressed themselves into the dark corner of the kitchen so as to avoid Carla discovering them. She passed by without incident and turned toward the back of the house and the bed rooms. She peered into one then another bed room before settling on a room that appeared as though it was a guest room. She lay back on the bed and swooned from the anticipation of her young prey. Bob stood to follow Carla, but instead moved to the shadows to watch his brother and his girlfriend as they soaked together. Soon he had forgotten about Carla. Steve felt frisky with all the intrigue and sexual overtones, he tried to caress Jackie, but she rebuffed his attempt, saying, "Stop, now is not the time." Cindy began to make her move on Brad; he folded his arms under his head so he could watch as she reached out and began stroking him, sliding the loose outer flesh of his rock-hard shaft up and down in a mesmerizing rhythm that increased the ache in his balls almost beyond endurance. Suddenly, she scrambled to her knees and leaned over his loins, her face a scant two inches from the blood-engorged head of his lust-hardened cock. Her head dropped slowly and then her pointed tongue was flicking teasingly into the wetness of the tiny opening on the tip. Brad sucked in his breath as chills rippled along his spine. She dipped lower, enveloping the entire sensitive head of his penis in the moist, warm pressure of her lips. As her mouth tightened around it, he involuntarily thrust his pelvis upward, pushing more of his tingling male-flesh up into the hot, wet cavity of her sucking mouth. Jackie could hardly breathe. She could hardly believe what she was seeing as Cindy lowered her head over Brad's lust-stiffened cock. She heard a soft groan next to her. "Cindy's going to suck him off," Steve whispered, breathing heavily. "Oh, God," Jackie moaned, tears brimming in her eyes. The awful sight of Brad's penis disappearing into Cindy's hungrily ovalled mouth was just too much for her to stand. The sounds coming from them made her shudder: wet sucking noises, punctuated occasionally by small mewls and groans of totally absorbed pleasure. She wanted to get up and run, but knew her legs would not support her. She could do nothing but sit there and listen in torment while that girl made love to her husband. Suddenly, she was aware of Steve's hand, softly massaging one of her breasts. He gave a sudden hard pinch against the soft, rubbery nipple, sending a flash of pain and, unexpectedly, pleasure shooting down the full length of her spine. Frantically, she twisted against him, coming to face again the lewd spectacle of this young girl sucking her husband. In her abrupt panic, the sight astonished her and she stared for a moment, fascinated by the obscene act they were performing. Instead of the absolute revulsion she would have expected, she could feel a strange light-fingered quivering up between her tensely trembling thighs. She clenched her eyes shut again, but could not block out the lewd, inciting picture. The soft moans and wet sucking sounds forced themselves into her ears, magnifying the obscene image many times over. As she felt her body begin to betray her, Jackie uttered a low helpless groan which was quickly choked off by Steve's lips pressing hard against hers. His tongue flicked into her mouth, causing her to squirm frantically in an attempt to stem the flowing tide of passion stealing over her. She tried to get away from him, but his strength was too great. Jackie's Discovery Ch. 02 "Did you see that?" Steve breathed into her ear. "She's sucking him." "Yes, I ... I see," she mumbled back, the lewd words strangely exciting her. "I think you should pay him back," he whispered, pulling her around so that they were facing each other. He ground his pelvis tightly against her, sliding his hands down to the softness of her buttocks and pulling her loins tightly into his. "Oh, no, please, we can't ... not again," she whimpered, and her body stiffened as she felt Steve begin to massage the soft white cheeks of her buttocks from behind, pulling her loins harder against his. She clenched her eyes shut, fighting with all her will against the sudden uncontrolled sensations that were beginning to course through her body, but the soft touch of his fingers against her nipple and the hardness of his penis crushing into her quivering belly brought soft moans of helpless submission to her lips. She gasped and held her breath as she felt his fingers in contact with her naked flesh. She squirmed back, whimpering helplessly, as one fingertip found the tiny, sensitive flesh of her clitoris. Gently parting the soft, resilient pubic hair, Steve dipped his middle finger into the wetly trembling passage of Jackie's burning cunt, teasing the hardened button of her clitoris. It was damp and slippery from the unwanted desire that had saturated her whole body, and she caught her breath to hold in the groan of involuntary pleasure she felt building deep in her chest. Tears of humiliation cascaded down her cheeks as, to her shameful horror, she found herself reacting to the maddening caresses of her breasts and vagina, a pulsing knot of itching compulsion spread through her loins, squirming her hips in involuntary rhythm to his lewd fingering up between her thighs. "Spread your legs a little," Steve breathed harshly into her ear. "Spread them wide." "Oh, God, no, please," she pleaded through her tears and desire, as she felt his wet mouth press into the soft, vulnerable flesh of her belly. Coming to her senses she gasped, "Not here, go back to the bed room, I'll meet you there." "Ok, but don't keep me waiting." Steve moved to the bedroom, Jackie to the Bathroom. Back in the hot tub, Brad was rapidly approaching an orgasm, but desperately wanted to fuck this sweet pussy so he pulled out of Cindy's mouth and suggested they retire to the comfort of a bed. Cindy went in to the house, peered into a bedroom to find it occupied, the next too had someone on the bed, the third time was the charm and she quickly stripped her bikini bottoms off and slid between the sheets of the large bed. Bob watched as they moved their lovemaking inside, and resigned himself to runner-up status, walking quietly to the only opened bedroom door, he entered, stripped quietly and mounted the bed, finding there the warm female form he now so desperately needed for release. Steve was pissed, Jackie had not shown up, so he stood uncomfortably, his stiff penis aching as he moved to the door, peered out and wondered if she had stood him up. He moved into the hallway and saw an open door, moved to it and saw a still female form laying there inside. 'So there she is,' he thought, and moved to the bed and snuggled up to her as she lay there. Brad turned off the outside lights and music and then went into the house looking intently into the dark rooms for Cindy. He tip-toed down the hall, looked first into one room then another when A female voice squeaked, "Hi," from the darkness, Brad follows the sound to the bed and sexual ecstasy. *** As the morning sun chased the shadows from the bedroom, Jackie stirred to find she was in her own bed. She remembered vaguely the events of the night before, and felt the bed shift as her lover too awoke from his slumber. Looking over her shoulder, she sees his still naked form lying beside her. She sees his flaccid penis glued to his thigh with the remnants of the previous night's sexual excretions. Then she sees his face…Bob's face. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She said with a shudder, disbelief in her voice. "Where is Carla?" Bob asked. "Oh god, no." This can't be happening to me, "get your clothes on, quickly, before Brad comes in here." They both dressed hurriedly, and move to the living room to find Steve sitting on the couch, head in hands sobbing uncontrollably. "What's wrong Steve?" Jackie asked concerned. "I…I thought you were in the guest room, but…" His voice tapered off into a sob and a cry, and then he lowered his head to his hands once more. "Oh shit!" Bob exclaimed, realizing the import of Steve's horror, "You mean you fucked Cindy?" Steve couldn't talk, he just nodded in affirmation. "Oh, Steve," Jackie said in sympathy for her friend, and then added "We made a mistake too." Steve looked up for a moment surprised that she could compare the incestuous act he had performed with his daughter with that of screwing her brother, but said nothing. Jackie sat on the couch, and wondered out loud, "How am I going to explain this to Brad?" Bob and Steve both exclaimed "No!" Steve continued "We can't let anyone know what has happened here, agreed?" as he looked expectantly between the two co-conspirators. "Of course, you're right Steve." She said, realizing her mistake, "No one must know." Moments later, Carla appeared from out of the hallway, her hair disheveled, looking much older than her true age. She placed her hand over her mouth in shame as she hurried to the door and was gone in a flash. Steve rose to follow and slowly looked back at his friends, with a knowing glance; he too disappeared through the door. *** Later, after Bob and Cindy had gone, Brad asked Jackie if she was upset that he and Cindy had been together. 'He still thinks he was with Cindy,' she thought. "No, it was my idea after all." She explained, "Did you enjoy yourself?" She added. "Yeah, I think so; I was pretty drunk last night though." He said, then remembering there were others present, "Oh shit, what if Steve or Bob gets upset, or starts talking?" "I'll call and square it with them. They were pretty frisky last night too." She reassured him. "Do you mean…" He started to ask, but saw the look in her eyes as she blushed. "But who were you with. Not Bob! Were you with Bob??? Or Steve?" He stuttered. She just smiled and said "I can't kiss and tell." "Kiss? Is that all it was?" Jackie looked down and saw Brad's penis jutting out, hard and stiff in the front of his boxer shorts. "Does it excite you?" She asked, pointing to his erection. Brad shook his head, could he have heard right, did she just admit to having sex with Steve or Bob, or both? "What about Carla, where was she?" Oh, she got hers." She said, turning and walking toward her bedroom. Brad followed, asking "What do you mean, she got hers?" "It's really not my place to say," She said coyly, climbing onto her bed and stripping off her clothes. "You gotta tell me what happened." He pleaded, following her lead and stripping his clothes, and then noticing the large wet spot in the middle of the bed, looking at his wife incredulously, in awe of her silence, he looked to her cum crusted pussy for affirmation of his suspicions. He looked at his wife with new found lust and desire. She gripped his long, burgeoning cock tightly between her hands, pulling on it slightly between both of her palms as she adjusted it below her face. She dipped her head and her warm pink tongue darted forward, flicking lightly over the thin, semen-seeping opening. "Ooooooh," he groaned and thrust his loins involuntarily upward as the warm moistness of her wetly glistening lips closed like hot melted butter down over the sensitively throbbing head of his cock. He reached down and tangled his hands tightly in her hair to guide the rhythm of her already slowly bobbing head. The thin rod of flesh with the massive head was sinking deep into her mouth now, crushing through her softly moistening lips into the wet saliva at the back of her throat. Brad groaned and undulated his pelvis, forcing the throbbing hardness upward and inward again until she set up a steady rocking motion, never quite letting it withdraw but leaving the hot swollen head lodged a half an inch or so up inside the warm wet mouth. "Yeeeees!" he grunted as her lips tightened around his hardness and her tongue began to swirl heatedly around the warm moistness of the rubbery blood-inflated head. Jackie's tongue, with nerve-tingling licks on the outstroke, was making the head throb and jerk as though his heart itself were beating inside it. He bent his head forward and watched through widely bulging eyes, one of his hands tangling tighter into her bobbing head, and the other fondling her sensuously swaying breasts. He made a hard thrust forward and almost his entire prick disappeared until only a little stretch of it showed white and glistening, protruding from between her rapidly working lips. Her cheeks hollowed on the outstroke and expanded obscenely on the in-stroke. He withdrew and the thin elastic rim of her lips pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the flesh of his warmly tingling cock as though held there by invisible fingers. Her breasts jerked and danced below her lewdly pumping torso, one of them lifting and falling in his hand and adding to the lust-inciting picture. "Lick it right under the ridge," he said hoarsely while he watched her. "Oooooooh, that feels so goddamn good." "Do you like it when I play with your balls at the same time?" she breathed hotly around his cock. "Oh, God yes! Milk your fingers over the skin. Do that too!" "Did Cindy play with you like this?" He sighed deeply and his head sunk back in the pillow as she massaged the soft resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked the base of his cock between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand as she continued to suck rhythmically up and down. She increased the speed and he could feel the silky softness of her tongue twirling faster and faster around his saliva soaked hardness at the apex of the withdrawal, the stroke of her tongue ending in a magic flick across the tiny opening of the glands at the end. He flexed his buttocks, thrusting his hips back and forth and then arched his back up off the bed to grind his wildly bobbing loins hard up against her face. Jackie could feel his throbbing reaction beginning inside his balls and began to suck his cock a little harder, increasing the pressure of her mouth, the tips of her teeth digging gently into the hard resisting flesh, leaving thin white trails where they had scraped the blood beneath the surface of the skin. She reached under his buttocks and cupped them in her palms, pulling his loins up tighter to her face. She could hear his breath quicken and her passion began to build and build in reaction. She imagined she was sucking on his brother's cock, Bob's cock. She forced the thought from her mind. "Fuck me ... I want you to fuck me and cum up inside me," she suddenly mumbled around his smoothly plunging instrument, struggling to get the words out and at the same time continuing the lewd twirling of her tongue around the moist blood-inflated head. "Yes, I've got to fuck you. Fuck the shit out of you," he muttered. She felt his tangling fingers pull her by the hair until her lips withdrew with an obscene suction-like sound from his nearly bursting cock head. His hands moved to her shoulders and twisted her body harshly until she fell on her back on the bed. Brad rolled himself full length on top of her and she twisted and squirmed, smashing her hips against the wet hard cock pressing against her wildly rocking belly. "Oh, you've got such a big hard cock," she whimpered uncontrollably as he drew his hand up tight against the warmly swelling moistness of her cunt, searching for the tight elastic little opening. "Did he have a big dick?," he worked at her hotly quivering vaginal lips now, slowly and expertly parting the thinly curling pubic hairs and insinuating his fingers, hurting slightly at first so that she gasped and bit down on her lips to stem the pain. "Yes it was so good. Oh, it's going to feel so goooood! Hurry! Fuck me now! Noooooow!" she whimpered through contorted lips, flailing her head from side to side on the spongy, stale cum soaked material of the bed. She shuddered expectantly as his hands pushed her thighs further apart still, stretching her cunt until it lay before him in a flat exposed plain. Her legs snaked out on either side of his body and her calves locked against the backs of his legs. He grasped his hard aching cock in his hands and then Jackie felt the lips around her softly quivering cunt slowly stretching open. The elastic rimmed tightness resisted for a moment, then gave way before the hard cruel pressure. "Ooooooh," she groaned as it slithered deep inside her belly. Brad shoved again slowly forward, and then suddenly he could stand it no more, and he rammed into her with everything he had, sinking the lust-inflated cock all the way to the deepest recesses of her warmly accepting young belly. He could feel the soft, sperm-filled sac of his balls slap tightly against her jerking buttocks and her legs kicked out in the air from the relentless onward pressure. But she responded like a creature from his wildest dreams, digging her heels into the bed and grinding her wetly clasping cunt back up his smoothly skewering shaft, begging for more of the cruel treatment. He could hardly contain himself as her grunts of pleasure resounded through the thick sex filled air. He set up a quick rhythmic fucking motion, further incited by the flat smack of naked flesh on naked flesh as his belly smacked heavily against hers with each lust-heated stroke. It seemed impossible, but it was true: he was ramming that hard thick cock up into the warmly quivering confines of his wife's cunt after while she was filled by another man's cum, and he was loving every minute of it ... God, she was a wild woman when it came to fucking ... he had never had anything like this before and it took the utmost of his self-control to hold off from coming instantly into the softly squeezing walls of her cunt. "Oh, Ooooooh, Arhgh," she groaned as it pushed with greater force through the hotly pulsating passage. "Oh, fill me Brad, fiiiiilll meeee," the sounds came incoherently around the swabbing tongue sunk deep in her throat. He dropped his body heavily down on her, smashing the full ripe tits tightly against his heaving chest. He reached back grabbing her ankles and pushing them brutally back over her shoulders, until she was rolled up into a tight round ball of helplessness beneath him. His shoulders pushing against the backs of her full rounded calves kept her locked in that vulnerable position as he fucked heavily into her. Reaching beneath them, he forced his hands between the bed and the full white cheeks of her ass, kneading the warm soft flesh and pulling the gently rotating cheeks further apart. He could feel the hot smooth walls of her tightly clasping cunt sucking hungrily at his aching cock, convulsing tightly around his rapidly plunging hardness. Goddamn it, I'm going insane, he thought. I'm going to lose my fucking mind! Then, before he could begin another thought, he felt it begin for her. "Aaaaaagh, I'm coming!" she screamed up into his mouth and her body tossed under him, slipping and churning in a furious spasm. "I'm coming. I'm coming too," he mumbled over and over to himself, speeding up the already furious rhythm of his strokes. He could feel the hot white cum building up inside his heated balls as they beat hard against her wildly gyrating upturned ass. But he couldn't let it stop! He was going to spurt his boiling semen into this woman's sweet little belly until she was filled to the bursting point with their dual mixture of hotly gushing cum juice ... and then, before he could complete the thought, he could feel it, the muscles of her cunt clasping voraciously around him and massaging his cock to a flooding hugeness that threatened to split her womb. He could feel his breath becoming ragged and short, his cock jerking and stiffening even larger. He could sense the sensation of hot white cum spewing now out of the wildly jerking head and shooting up into her like liquid fire, ricocheting around inside her hotly convulsing vaginal walls like thick burning streams of molten lava. In a cascade of passion the lovers exploded into a mutual sexual haze, convulsing, slowing, and then, exhaustion. *** Jackie had never been so thoroughly fucked; she had been released from her guilty conscience by the events of the past twenty-four hours, now she was thoroughly satisfied. Or, maybe not; she began to recall her sordid thoughts of Bob while she made sweet love to Brad. What did this mean? She shook the thought out of her head, as Brad began to talk. "Hey, you were great!" He complimented her, "You seemed inspired." "Uumm," She moaned, "I liked it too." "Was last night good for you too?" He inquired. "Yeah, I guess, but I don't remember much either." "Did you make it with Steve, or Bob?" he asked, looking closely for a response from her, and when she shrugged and glanced away, he knew. "You did Bob?" She nodded. Brad was instantly hard again, "Was he good?" "I think so…" They were silent for several minutes before Jackie asked timidly, "Would you like to invite Cindy and Bob over again?" Brad smiled slowly, realizing what she intended. "I'd like that." He said, then caressed his wife's beautiful face, and made sweet love to her once more. *** Jackie found herself dreaming again of her brother. The thought of him kept returning it began to overwhelm her. As they readied for the evening, Jackie had the opportunity to tell Brad that she desperately needed him tonight, after they were through with their company. Brad said he would make every attempt to accommodate her, he too felt the compelling need to be together with his wife. Bob and Cindy arrived and with some trepidation moved to the patio to begin the evening. Jackie had explained everything very carefully to Bob earlier, and insisted that they didn't have to do anything if he didn't want to. He had agreed rather quickly, much to Jackie's delight. After only a few minutes Jackie realized that things were not going well. She asked Brad to help her in the kitchen for a moment and quickly insisted that they waste no time messing around with preliminaries, "Just go fuck her," she said. And then went to retrieve Bob, she led him away to the living room, and stripped her clothes off. Bob moved less impetuously and realized the angst with which he performed last night was gone. Still, he was excited to be in such close proximity to so much sexual energy. Cindy was not to be denied however. She went to work on Brad as soon as he emerged from changing out of his clothes. Brad was surprised but delighted by Cindy's reaction. He moaned, almost with relief and pulled her to him, his tongue entering her willing mouth. The kiss quickly turned passionate. Brad wrapped his arms around Cindy as their tongues dueled. With a moan his hand found her soft breast under her robe. A second later he was searching for the opening and slipped his hand inside. Cindy moaned as her excitement grew rapidly. She pushed Brad back until he was on the floor and she was lying on top of him. She stared down into his eyes as she reached down for his penis. "Let's get on the bed," Brad protested weakly as Cindy pulled his hard penis from the opening. "Shh," she whispered as she moved her head down. A second later she took his penis into her mouth. "Oh!" Brad moaned as he looked down and watched her begin to suck him. He could see her eyes looking up at him as her tongue worked on the pulsing head. Suddenly, he imagined his wife's lips wrapped around his brother's penis. Another moan escaped him and he closed his eyes, chastising himself for imagining her while Cindy pleasured him. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the image from his mind. Jackie's Discovery Ch. 02 Strangely, the same vision flashed into Jackie's mind as she was with Bob. Cindy moaned and sucked harder, her hand pumping the shaft; she pulled away, bringing a moan from Brad. She stood up and looked down at her lover on the floor. With a smile filled with lust, she opened her robe and let it drop to the floor, standing naked above him. She moved until her feet were on either side of his legs. Then she slowly squatted and reached for his penis. Brad's face was wild with passion now. He watched as Cindy held his penis to her wet sex lips. Another moan escaped him as she took just the head into her hole. When he tried to push upward, she moved away and giggled. It was her turn to tease him. "Please!" he pleaded. She did it again and again, letting only the head enter her. It wasn't long before they were both mad with passion. Finally, she centered the head on her hole and pushed downward. "Ahh!" they both moaned as his penis slipped all the way into her body. A second later, Cindy started to bounce up and down, groaning with pleasure. Finally, Brad lost the image of his wife. Now all he saw was this gorgeous girl with her eyes closed in the throes of passion. He reached up and grasped her breasts. Cindy opened her eyes and smiled at Brad as she moved up and down with a regular tempo. Her heart was pounding with excitement at the love she saw in his eyes. Suddenly, without warning, she began to climax. Below her, Brad could feel her trembling in pleasure as her vagina began to squeeze him. His excitement boiled over. "Oh God baby," he moaned as he joined her. When Cindy felt him filling her with his sperm, her own climax intensified. She began to move up and down more rapidly. She grunted as waves of pleasure washed over her as she took all he had to offer. Her climax lingered for a long time. Finally, Cindy collapsed onto Brad's body, gasping for breath. When she could breathe again, she looked down at his face and smiled. "Do you still want to get on the bed?" With that, she pulled away, letting his rapidly shrinking penis slip from her, followed by a gush of sperm. She smiled one last time at him before she picked up her robe and moved to the bedroom with his sperm streaming down her thighs. Brad lay exhausted on the floor for several minutes trying to muster his second wind. A smile was on his face as he pulled himself to his feet and shook his head. Jackie was busy with Bob in a sixty-nine as Brad passed into the bed room. Cindy was waiting as he entered and joined her on the bed. Late into the morning they made love, Cindy and Brad, Jackie and Bob. Reserving some energy for each other, Jackie and Brad hopefully waited their partners out. *** Finally, Jackie and Brad met in the living room and began cuddling on the living room floor. "I need you," Jackie whispered. She moved back until she was lying on the pillows. Then she pulled her knees up and opened them. She held her hand out to Brad. Jackie opened her arms and legs to him. She moaned as his chest pressed to her and their lips met. She could feel his pulsing penis dripping juice onto her stomach. Pulling her lips from his she gasped, "Fuck me Brad. Fuck your loving wife." She reached down for his penis. Brad moved up on his hands and watched as Jackie grasped his penis. He let her lead him to her. She directed the swollen head to her equally swollen sex lips. Slowly she moved it up and down between the lips before centering it on the hole. Jackie let just the head slip inside and whispered, "Wait." Then she looked up into Brad's eyes. She didn't have to say anything. Their eyes were swimming with lust and love. Brad held himself over Jackie, the head of his penis throbbing just inside her clinching lips. He waited... waited for permission to enter her... waited for permission to fuck his wife. The seconds ticked by. Slowly Jackie lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, still keeping his penis at bay. Finally, she took a deep breath, her eyes still staring into his, and whispered, "Fuck me." With a bellow Brad dropped his weight downward, forcing his penis all the way into her body. "Ahhhhhh," they both screamed as the long shaft slid to the bottom. Jackie's head was spinning and she was having difficulty catching her breath. She had waited so long for this moment. She had anticipated it for days and now it was happening; she was finally having sex with her husband while his brother's cum was still warm in her cunt. The part of her body she had given freely to her brother was now open for her husband's pleasure and he was inside her as deeply as he could go. It was so much sweeter because it was a man she knew that she loved. Brad was gasping for breath as well. The soft warmth of her vagina was almost more than he could take. It had only been moments since she had been with his brother, the strong mental picture excited him intensely. He could feel her soft breasts on his chest and her legs pulling his hips downward. "Oh God," he gasped and pulled his hips back until his penis was barely inside her. This time he was the one teasing... the one holding back. He looked down at her and smiled, then dropped his hips. Again they both screamed in pleasure. However, Brad didn't stop at the bottom. He quickly pulled back and did it again. Soon his hips were moving at a steady pace, matching the movements under him. He worked in and out, slowly increasing his pace until he was pounding into her with abandon. Jackie's copious juices began to coat his penis and drip down the cheeks of her ass. The room filled with the sound of two bodies slapping together. "Yes, yes, yes, fuckkkkkk meeeee!!!" Jackie screamed. She was rapidly nearing another climax when she heard Brad gasping at her hear. "I'm... getting... close," he gasped in warning. "Come, come for me!" Jackie encouraged. "Do you want me to come now?" He asked. "Yes, yes, fill me with your come!" Jackie returned, her hips pushing up at him even more rapidly. "Oh Jesus!" Brad moaned as his balls tightened. Suddenly he pushed in as deeply as he could go and his body convulsed. His sperm shot from the swollen head, splattering on the welcoming interior walls of Jackie's vagina. Jackie felt his penis throb and knew that he was filling her with his seed. Her legs tightened around his waist and she lifted her hips. She began to climax. The two lovers froze as their bodies merged into one. Within a few seconds Brad collapsed onto Jackie, his breathing still ragged. He found her lips and kissed her tenderly. "That was amazing!" he whispered. "For me too." She shared. Later, as she lay beside her husband, Jackie felt the pangs of guilt come back once again. She asked softly, "Brad?" "Yes dear." "I have a confession to make." "You do?" "Yes…I made love to Steve too." "You did, when?" Jackie explained the mistake she had made with Bob and Cindy, and the grandiose plot that was concocted by her, Steve and Bob to make it all right. Brad listened intently, nodding as she explained. Jackie was emboldened as he accepted the explanation without becoming upset. When she was finally through, he asked if she had enjoyed the whole affair. She answered, "No, not at first, it was done out of rage, I didn't do it for fun, it was just sex for revenge." "I see." "You aren't mad, are you?" "Well, no, I'm not mad, but why all the intrigue?" "I thought,,, we thought that you and Carla would get mad." "Does Carla know now? "No" "Does Steve know about me and Cindy?" "Yes and another thing…" "What?" "That night of the hot tub party, you were with Carla, not Cindy." "Carla? But I thought you were with Bob, and I…Oh shit!" he realized what she had implied; "Steve was with Cindy?" She nodded, "Umm humm." "Does he know?" She nodded. "Does Cindy know?" She shook her head negatively. "Poor schmuck," Brad said, shaking his head in despair. "Maybe we could invite Steve and Carla over, you know, to help Steve get it off his mind. I know it bothered him immensely." Jackie volunteered. "You're insatiable." Brad smiled, paused then said "Give them a call tomorrow and set it up." Jackie sighed, relieved that she had finally come clean with Brad, now to get Steve off the hook. But that's another chapter.