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"I didn't know what I was supposed to do," he tells her.

"Jesus Christ, Tim!" Rhonda admonishes him. "Can't you see she's reaching out to you? Don't make her grab your dick before you're willing to respond!"

"I just wasn't in the mood," he says, turning onto his side. "I was thinking about today and being with you..." Rhonda jumps to her feet and glares down at him.

"Oh no!" she yells, pointing her finger at him. "That's not what this is about! I am not your girlfriend or your mistress or whatever. This is fucking, just fucking! That's all it is." she tells him. "You are not using me as an excuse for what you do or don't do with Sharon!" She stands there, her firm tits heaving up and down as she clenches and unclenches her fists.

"I'm not using you as an excuse for anything," Tim says quietly, "and I know it's just fucking, okay!" He spits the words back at her. "I just wasn't in the mood last night, that's all."

"Well, you're going to be in the mood tonight," Rhonda says, crushing her cigarette in a water glass and sitting on the edge of the bed. Her anger starts subsiding as quickly as it arose. "I'll just have to send you home ready, willing and able," she says, matter-of-factly. "Come on. Let's take a shower. Your dick is nasty," she laughs, smacking him on the ass, before heading into the bathroom.

Tim follows her into the shower, where they spend the next half hour lathering soap over each other's bodies. Rhonda spends a lot of time soaping his genitals, running her fingers along his shaft, and tantalizing his balls with her fingernails. After they rinse off, Rhonda kneels on the tile floor and Tim feels her breath on his hard cock as she lifts it up and drags her tongue along the underside of it

"Mmmmm," he closes his eyes as Rhonda's lips touch his cockhead and her tongue flicks the small slit on its tip. Slowly feeding him into her mouth, she sucks her cheeks in and glides his cockhead towards her throat. Oh fuck! She's deepthroating him! Tim grabs her hair and starts pumping his fully recovered cock into her talented mouth.

"Oh God! Rhonda!" Tim says as the tension builds in his balls and his fingers entwine in his sister-in-law's hair.

"Huh uh!" Rhonda says, after pulling his hands from her head and letting his hard cock plop from her sultry mouth. "Save something for Sharon," she smiles.

"Come on, Rhonda!" Tim pleads. "I was just about to cum!" She wraps her arms around his neck, mashing her tits against his chest as she grinds her pussy against his cock.

"I know but Sharon is reaching out, Tim," she says as he cups her ass cheeks and tries to lift her onto his cock. "Now you can reach back." She steps away from him and his hard cock springs out in front of him.

Tim just looks at her. She's just standing here, naked in the shower, with her aroused nipples taunting him and her hairy pussy calling to him. Goddamn it! She's right, but that's not what's important right now.

"Okay," he sighs. "I'll fuck Sharon, but that's not until later tonight," he whines. "Can't we just finish this? You know, I can get it up later."

"Look, Tim," she says, stepping closer and grabbing his hand. "Feel that?" she asks, rubbing his fingers through her wet pussy. "I want this as much as you do and I believe you'll fuck your wife even if we finish..."

"But..." Tim says, waiting for her argument.

"But, you'll fuck her more enthusiastically if we stop now," Rhonda says, pulling his hand away and stepping out of the shower. "Want to draw cards for next week?" she asks.

"Sure," Tim says, his shoulders slumping as he follows her out of the shower.

"Hey, cheer up," Rhonda says. "You fucked my pussy, my ass and my mouth today. It's not like I'm holding out on you," she says, kissing him as she picks up her panties and starts getting dressed.

"You're right," he says as they finish getting dressed and draw cards for next week. Rhonda draws a standard sixty-nine and Tim draws a doggie style ass fuck. Raising his eyebrows he looks at her and she shrugs.

"Your wife's waiting," she smiles and they kiss politely as if they were never lovers, and head out the door.

Sharon has dinner ready when Tim gets home. She's been in a quandary all day, worried about Tim's lack of response and the meaning of her dream about her brother. She can't blame Tim; she hasn't exactly been the perfect wife. How did she expect him to react? Did she think he'd just forget the whole first year of their marriage and start fucking her brains out?

She went through her classes on autopilot, collecting homework and handing out assignments. About midway through her day, she started worrying that Tim would never respond to her. What if he's found someone else? Would he have an affair? He seems to have resigned himself to their unusual sexual relationship. Was that because he'd found another outlet for his desires?

By the time she got home from work, Sharon had dismissed the idea of Tim having an affair and replaced her worries with something else. What if Tim fucked her and there weren't any rockets?

What if she only reacted that way with her brother? Her dream had been so vivid. She relived riding her brother's cock and the feeling of the pleasure rockets shooting through her body.

They ate dinner, made small talk and then watched some TV until time to go to bed. Tim thinks about staying up and jacking off in front of his computer but decides that Rhonda is probably right; Sharon is finally reaching out to him. He watches her disappear into the bathroom as he gets ready for bed.

Lying in the semi-darkness, naked under the covers, Tim waits for the bathroom door to open. He's wondering if his wife will come to bed naked again and what it will mean to their love making if she does. Still horny from his unfulfilled final minutes with Rhonda, his cock stirs as the doorknob turns.

Light from the bathroom silhouettes his wife's gorgeous body and his cock springs to attention at the sight of her. Completely naked, Sharon momentarily hesitates in the doorway and Tim views her perfectly sculpted curves with renewed anticipation. Forget Rhonda! She can't hold a candle to Sharon's stunningly proportioned body.

Sharon turns off the light and walks nervously towards the bed. Her uncertainty diminishes when Tim invitingly pulls back the covers for her. He's lying on his side and she slips in next to him, jerking back when she accidentally brushes her thigh against his hardened cock. She settles onto her back hoping Tim will make the first move.

Anxious to explore his wife's body, but aware that this is a big step for her, Tim gently places his hand on his wife's cheek and turns her face towards him. As his lips find hers, he lovingly caresses her cheek.

Sharon shivers and tiny goose bumps dot her shoulders and breasts as Tim's fingers glide down her neck. With his tongue exploring his wife's mouth, Tim slowly moves his hand down to cup her magnificently exposed breast.

"Mmm," a small moan escapes Sharon's lips when Tim's thumb lightly strokes the inner curve of her right breast. Her nakedness feels sinful, but her insides are on fire as her husband's fingers squeeze her breast and his thumb brushes across her taut nipple. Returning his passionate kiss, her legs instinctively part and her thigh again bumps against her husband's hard-on.

Tim wants to further explore his wife's mouthwatering tits and suck on her thick nipples but he's worried about how long her willingness will last. Reluctantly he releases her tantalizing breast and slides his hand down across her flat stomach, combing his fingers through her soft pubic hair.

Momentarily disappointed that Tim didn't spend more time with her breasts, Sharon's heart thumps in her chest as his hand slides between her legs. Forgoing any artificial lubricant in hopes of a more natural coupling, she is surprised at the lack of any friction when his fingers graze her outer labia.

Damn! If Sharon is surprised, Tim is downright shocked at how wet his wife's pussy is. His fingers glide right through her slick lips and slip inside her before he even realizes it.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sharon breaks the kiss and drops her head on her pillow as tremors of pleasure surge through her body. She can't believe she's waited a whole year for this. If she's sinning, then so be it...her whole body is trembling with the more pleasure than she expected.

Tim twists his fingers around in his wife's well-lubricated pussy while his thumb gently massages her aroused clit. When she broke the kiss, he leaned his head down and sucked her closest nipple into his mouth and now he's finger fucking her and devouring her succulent tit.

"OhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHH!" Sharon's body responds to her husband's explorations with a spontaneous burst of orgasmic pleasure. Holding his head against her sensitive breast, she thrusts her hips up, grinding her pussy against his hand.

Feeling his wife's body shudder, Tim doesn't hesitate to take it to the next level. Raising his body over hers, he pulls his fingers from her pussy and lifts his head from her breast. Pressing his lips to hers and pushing his tongue into her mouth, he gently slides his rock hard cock into her anxiously wet opening.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Sharon moans into Tim's mouth when she feels his hard cock penetrate her pulsating pussy. This is what lovemaking should be, she thinks as her hips rock in rhythm to her husband's rapidly pumping cock.

Tim can hardly believe this is the same woman he's been sleeping with for the past year. Not only is she sexually responsive, she's actually hungry for his cock. Her legs are spread wider than he's ever experienced and she's driving her pussy onto his cock like a woman in heat! Even Rhonda isn't this wanton.

He feels his release building as he rams his cock into his wife's fiery pussy. She's completely out of control, digging her fingernails into his ass cheeks and silently urging him to fuck her harder. He can't hold out much longer. His balls constrict and he slams into her; three long, urgent strokes, exploding on the third downward stroke with a thunderous expulsion of built up cum.

"Oh god! Oh god!" Sharon is right with him, shaking and shivering through her first orgasm since her incestuous coupling with her brother years ago. Squeezing her husband tightly to her breasts, she rides out wave after wave of wondrously intense pleasure. Then his mouth is on hers and she's trying to catch her breath around the warmth of his moist tongue.

As her muscles relax, she savors the feeling of him still filling her insides and pulsating pleasurable shivers through her sensitive vaginal walls. Why oh why did she ever have to fuck her brother?

"I love you," Tim says as Sharon squeezes her pussy around his spent cock. Leaning his head up, he kisses her forehead and then each cheek, noticing tiny teardrops in the corner of her eyes.

"I'm so sorry..." Sharon whispers.

"Shh... it's okay," Tim brushes his lips against hers. "It's more than okay... it's wonderful." His cock is stirring within her hot, velvety pussy.

"Oh, it is so wonderful... that's why I'm sorry I made you wait a whole year." Her eyes plead forgiveness but all Tim feels is love for his beautiful, sexy wife.

"You're worth waiting for," he tells her as he gently rocks his hips, trying to coax his cock toward a faster recovery.

"I love you so much!" Sharon sobs, squeezing her husband tightly while her pussy responds to the subtle movements of his cock. Ohhh! He feels so good. "I'm going to be a more loving wife, Tim. You'll see," she vows as her hips pick up his rhythm and her lips find his.

Tim can't begin to understand what caused Sharon's sudden change, but he's not about to question it. With his cock nearly at full recovery, he rocks faster, wondering what else his wife's sexual awakening might mean... oral sex? anal sex? If not, he still has Wednesdays with Rhonda.

True to her word, Sharon becomes the sexually willing wife Tim has always dreamed about, crawling into bed naked and ready every night of the week. Tim is hesitant to change anything in their routine but is constantly thinking about doing more, including eating his wife's pussy. After their fourth night of enthusiastic, missionary position fucking, Sharon surprises Tim by changing the routine.

Crawling into bed, she pushes Tim onto his back and kneels beside him. Pressing her warm lips to his, she spreads her hand across his chest in light caresses before letting it roam down his body towards his semi-erect cock. Tim is fully aroused by the time she wraps her hand around his thick shaft, gently stroking up and down as their tongues entwine in a passionate kiss.

Tim reacts instantly to his wife's touch and begins fondling her tits as she swings her leg over him. With her wet pussy positioned over his cock and her fingers still holding him, she rubs his cockhead across her moist lips and then feeds him into her slick opening as she lowers herself down. Fuck! This is what he's been waiting for, Sharon taking the initiative in their lovemaking. Anything is possible now!

"Mmmmm!" Sharon moans, breaking the kiss as she pushes her husband's hard cock into her anxious pussy. When he's fully inside of her, she sits up and squeezes her vaginal muscles as she squirms around to get into the exact position she was in the only other time she has sat on a cock.

With his hard cock sheathed in the buttery heat of his wife's pussy, Tim has no idea that Sharon is trying to recreate the feelings she had on that incestuous morning back in college. He's just excited by her sexual adventurousness and reaches up to squeeze her luscious tits and pinch her taut nipples.

"Oh yeah!" he cries as she starts rocking back and forth, working her pussy muscles on his hard shaft. He kneads the soft flesh of her full breasts as she develops a steady rhythm on his cock.

Working from memory, with vivid images from her dream thrown in, Sharon tries desperately to recreate the explosive sensations she felt when she rode her brother's cock. Her recent lovemaking with her husband has been wonderful and she's completely addicted to the orgasmic bliss he brings her to every night, but it hasn't had the same intensity that she remembers from her forbidden coupling with her brother. She wants that same feeling with her husband.

Tim is in heaven as his wife rides him like a wild woman, bouncing so frantically that she almost bounces off of him. He gives up trying to hold onto her tits and lets them bounce freely against her chest as her pussy flies up to the tip of his cock and slams back down. He's amazed that this woman assaulting his cock is the same person who told him he was being a little rough a couple of weeks ago. He grabs her hips and thrusts up into her, matching her frenetic rhythm as he tries to hold back his impending release. Fuck! Tomorrow he's going to eat her pussy! He didn't realize how ready she was for more intense lovemaking. Wait until Rhonda hears about this!

"Ohhhhhh!" Sharon cries as she viciously hammers her pussy onto her husband's cock, reaching for that elusive memory of rocket launches that lives inside her brain from so long ago. Her pussy is on fire and Tim's cock feels fantastic, but it isn't igniting her passion like she thought it would... like she needs it to... like it was...

With her eyes closed, she can see her brother's face contorted in pleasure as the rockets started to launch. Stop it! Stop it! She admonishes herself. Opening her eyes, she stares at her husband's face as she feels her orgasm build.

"Oh! Sharon!" Tim screams as she drives them both to intense orgasms, clamping her vaginal muscles around his cock as it spasms inside of her. Tim's release is powerful and he thrusts his cock deep inside of her as he shoots into his wife's reawakened pussy.

Sharon collapses on her husband's chest, depleted, exhausted and... disappointed. She thought it was the position. She can't... won't think about the alternative. She loves Tim. There was nothing wrong with her orgasm. She feels very... warm and satisfied. Maybe there never were any rockets... maybe that was her imagination... maybe because it was her first time... it has nothing to do with it being her brother. Then why was she picturing his face? Tears trickle from her eyes as Tim's hands spread across her naked ass. She holds back the tears and presses her lips to his.

As much as she tries to fight it, Sharon is distracted the entire next day by thoughts of rocket launching orgasms. She is obsessing about achieving them with her husband. Since it's not the position, what is it? She teaches her class on autopilot, barely acknowledging her students'

questions as she tries to sort it out in her mind. She won't let herself speculate that only her brother who can give her this feeling. That's an unacceptable conclusion that she won't even entertain. She dismisses this notion over and over.

Tim is almost as inattentive to his class as Sharon is to hers but for different reasons. His mind is still reeling from the shocking turn of events last night. His nearly frigid wife riding his cock like a bronco tamer, her firm tits bouncing all over her chest is all he can think about. He sits behind his desk most of the day to hide his raging hard-on. He can't wait to take it to the next level tonight. He can almost taste her.

Sharon and Tim are both nervously anxious as they eat dinner and discuss their respective classes. Neither one can wait to get to bed but they go through the motions of a normal evening, watching TV and commenting on their favorite shows. By the time they reach a respectable hour to turn in, Tim is hard as a rock and Sharon's pussy is dripping with desire.

This time it's Tim's turn to surprise Sharon as he pushes her onto her back and kisses his way across her chest. Sharon, already aroused from a full day of imagining rocket-launching orgasms, holds her husband's head against her chest as he sucks and nibbles on her hardened nipples.

Emboldened by his wife's reaction, Tim slowly kisses his way down her body, licking her smooth skin as he heads for the elusive treasure.

Sharon suppresses a gasp as she realizes what her husband is about to do. Oh no! That's so indecent. Only whores would let someone do that. No decent woman lets her husband do this. She squirms uncomfortably as Tim kneels between her legs. Only a slut would.... Ohmygod!

Tim spreads his wife's legs, looking directly into her pussy for the first time. Fuck! Her lips are so wet, glistening from her juices and broadcasting her arousal. Glancing up, he sees her taut nipples pointing straight at the ceiling and a noticeable look of panic on her face. Uh oh! He better move fast. As she squirms around and starts to close her legs, Tim pushes his tongue against her wet pussy lips and takes one long stroke from the bottom of her slit to her clit.

"Ohhhhhh!" Sharon moans as he repeats the long lick and she unconsciously spreads her thighs to give him more room. She's never felt anything like this. How could something like this be wrong? She feels his tongue penetrate her pussy and she grabs the back of his head, arching her back as she pulls him tighter against her inflamed opening.

Tim responds by taking a deep breath and attacking his wife's pussy more vigorously than before. Her frothy syrup is so delicious, he laps up the sweet nectar while she bucks her hips off the bed and crushes his face into her pubic hair. Her scent is intoxicating as he breathes through his nose and tongue fucks her aching pussy.

"Ohmygod!" Sharon cries when Tim moves to her clit, flicking his tongue across it before he sucks it into his mouth. The unexpected sensations drive her completely wild.

"Oh! Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhhhh!" Sharon screams as her orgasm builds and Tim pushes two fingers into her soggy pussy. She is humping against his face like a mad woman, her fingers entangled in his hair so he can't pull away. He sucks on her clit while continuing to pump his fingers in and out of her hot pussy."Oh! Tim! Oh! Don't stop!" Sharon clenches her pussy around his fingers, jerking wildly as her whole body shakes. Her head and shoulders come off the bed as her orgasm erupts and she gushes hot cream all over his hand. He slowly extracts his fingers and slides his mouth down to hungrily lap up her delectable juices.

Sharon falls back on the bed, releasing her grip on her husband's head as he licks all around, cleaning up her quivering pussy with his tongue. Oh God! It wasn't skyrockets but it was incredibly close. She doesn't know what just happened but it feels divine. Okay, bad choice of words, maybe heavenly. No! Isn't that how Paul described their lovemaking. Why is she thinking about Paul at a time like this?

Before she can think about it any further, Tim has licked his way up her body and is pressing his hard manhood into her very welcoming pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Sharon spreads her legs and wraps her arms tightly around her husband's back as he plunges into her in one swift stroke. Yes! This may be it!

Tim is ecstatic! His wife loved having her pussy eaten and now she's rocking under him like a house afire! He rapidly pumps his throbbing cock into her as she turns her lips towards his.

Without thinking Sharon drives her tongue deep into Tim's mouth as she bucks her hips up to meet his powerful strokes. Her pussy is on fire and she claws his back as she tries to quench the incredible desire that has built up inside of her.

What the...! It takes nanoseconds for her brain to process that the tangy taste on his tongue is her own orgasmic juices. Oh God! No! This is so wrong! She tries to pull her head back but there is no room and Tim is returning her kiss by vigorously pushing his tongue into her mouth, pinning her head against her pillow. It never occurs to him that she tastes her own pussy juice as he jackhammers his cock into her at breakneck speed.

Conflicting emotions are tearing through Sharon's brain. Her pussy can't get enough of his hard cock while her mouth is repulsed from the taste of her own love juice. Oh God! She is a whore!

She has become what her brother warned her about... and she can't even stop! She grabs Tim's ass, urging him to continue his pounding rhythm, rocking him on top of her as another orgasm builds from deep within her cavern.

She never knew an orgasm could build for so long. Her rocket-launching orgasm with her brother exploded without any warning. This is totally different. This is mind numbing, life altering, unadulterated lust! Suddenly Tim's mouth even tastes lustfully delicious. She grabs the back of his head and plunges her tongue deep inside his mouth, sweeping it around and devouring the tangy aphrodisiac.

When Tim finally realizes what his wife is doing with her tongue, the erotic imagery sends pulsating sensations to his cock and he has trouble holding back his release. He slams into her, grinding his pelvic bone against her clit and driving her to the summit.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhaaaaaaagggghhhh" Sharon screams as her orgasm rips through her body, momentarily blinding her as she nearly passes out. Her chest is heaving and her pussy is quivering as Tim explodes inside of her and they collapse in a heap on the bed. Tim relaxes on top of his wife's body and enjoys the pulsating sensations around his spent cock. They fall asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

The next night is almost an exact replay, with Tim eating his wife through a lengthy orgasm before pounding his solid cock into her anxious pussy. Sharon reacts even more enthusiastically to his oral machinations, entangling her fingers in his hair and arching her back as she rocks her pussy against his mouth. When he slides his hard cock into her sopping wet hole, she doesn't hesitate to plunge her tongue into his pussy-flavored mouth. Their bodies rock together in an explosive, lust-filled frenzy that weakens them both and they again succumb to peaceful, exhaustive sleep.

For the past few weeks, Tuesdays have been a high anticipation day for Tim as he looked forward to his Wednesday afternoons with Rhonda. But this week his mind is fully occupied with thoughts of his wife. Even Keisha's generous cleavage, displaying the swell of her mocha colored orbs as she leans across his desk to ask a question, can't distract him from reflecting on the taste of his wife's succulent pussy. He glances down Keisha's blouse but his cock doesn't respond to the partial view of her dark areolas like it has in the past. He's too focused on what he's going to do tonight at home.

Sharon sighs as she inserts the Tampon into her bleeding hole and pushes the string to the side. Pulling her cotton panties up, she takes her nightgown from the hook on the back of the bathroom door. Turning sideways, she looks at herself in the mirror and smiles at the sight of her jutting nipples. She's never thought of herself as sexy before, but this past week Tim has made her feel like the sexiest woman on earth.

Taking a deep breath, she watches her breasts swell and feels the pull of her skin on her taut nipples. Letting her breath out slowly, she tries to hide her disappointment that they won't be able to continue their love fest for a few days. She's surprised by how much she loves the feel of her husband's mouth on her nipples, not to mention what his tongue has done to her everywhere else. She reconsiders the nightgown, hanging it back on its hook. She'll still be able to enjoy the feeling of his skin against her aroused nipples.

Tim's cock is rock hard as he awaits his wife's exit from the bathroom. He still doesn't understand what caused the dramatic change in her but he's not one to overanalyze his good fortune. When the bathroom door opens and Sharon steps into the bedroom, Tim whips the covers back invitingly. It doesn't initially register that his wife isn't completely naked.

When Sharon sees her husband's rock solid manhood extending like a flagpole under the raised sheet, she smiles shyly and imperceptibly shakes her head. Oh no... poor thing... why does she have to have her period now?

"It's that time of the month," she says quietly when her husband notices her panties and gives her a quizzical look.

"Oh... uh... oh... okay," Tim responds as Sharon slides into bed next to him. Never in their year of marriage has her menstrual cycle interfered with their monthly lovemaking. It never occurred to Tim that it might become an issue now that they were making love every night. Clearly disappointed but not wanting to show it, Tim slips his arm around his wife's shoulder and pulls her to him for a kiss.

Sharon sees the disappointment on Tim's face and when his lips meet hers she extends her arm down his body until her fingers gently encircle his rigid shaft. The unexpected maneuver sends a blast of pleasure through Tim's body and he pushes his tongue deep into his wife's mouth. Lightly stroking up and down with her hand, Sharon breaks the kiss and slides her body down lower on the bed, trailing kisses down across his stomach.

Tim can't believe his wife is moving her head down towards his cock! He pushes himself up on his elbows and watches her move into positions between his legs. As she stares wide eyed at his throbbing hard-on, Tim mentally urges her forward. Come on... you can do this.

Sharon continues her slow motion strokes on her husband's cock while she wonders what the hell she was thinking. Her face is inches from the smooth round head and bulging veins of her husband's thick shaft. She's never seen it close up before. She blinks her eyes, but it's still there.

Oh God, she can't do this! She can't put his penis in her mouth. That's filthy... that's slutty...that's not what good wives do! No, but do good wives let their husbands induce fabulous orgasms with their tongues. What about what Tim's been doing the last couple of days... didn't that feel wonderful?

Sharon's hesitation is surprisingly having a stimulating effect on Tim's cock. As he watches her struggle with what to do, his cock is throbbing ever harder in her warm hand. He knows she's never done this before, never had her mouth this close to a hard cock and it's almost as if one of his student's is performing her first blowjob. No, scratch that... his students are probably all more experienced than his wife.

How bad can it taste, Sharon wonders? Closing her eyes, she slowly extends her tongue and swipes it across the smooth head of her husband's penis. Hardly any taste at all. She licks her lips and does it again.

"Ohhh yeah!" Tim moans as his wife's tongue makes contact with his aching cockhead. Encouraged by his reaction, Sharon slides her hand down and licks a circle around his cock just under the domed head.

"Oh!" Tim gasps when Sharon's tongue hits the sweet spot on the underside of his cock. She jerks her head back.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asks, startled by his reaction.

"No! Just the opposite," he cries, "you're doing everything just right!"

Sharon smiles weakly and returns her attention to his thick shaft. Pulling it straight down towards her mouth, she swirls her tongue around it and starts licking it like an ice cream cone.

Tim is in heaven as his wife licks up and down his throbbing cock. He stifles a moan as her tongue sends electric pulses through his sensitive skin. Pressing his heels into the bed and arching his back, he pushes his cockhead towards Sharon's moist lips. Come on, he silently pleads, suck it.

Sharon pulls her mouth away and takes a deep breath before continuing to lick the sides of her husband's penis. She knows what he wants her to do and she's really trying to find the courage to do it. Licking him isn't as disgusting as she thought it would be. In fact, she's actually enjoying it and becoming quite aroused in the process. But the idea of him ejaculating into her mouth has her scared to death. What if she gags? What if she throws up? What kind of wife would she be then?

Sharon's licking is having it's affect on Tim's cock and he's bucking his hips off the bed hoping she'll take it in her mouth before he cums. Resisting the urge to grab the back of her head, he grips the sheet and continues to push his cock towards her mouth. Forgetting his surprise that she's down there at all, he just wants her to suck his dick!

Sharon experiments a little by sucking on the side of his stiff penis and Tim emits a guttural moan as the tension builds in his balls. Finally ready to take the plunge, Sharon squeezes her eyes closed and opens her lips into a wide, round circle. Tim holds his breath and watches her slowly guide the head of his cock into mouth.

"Ohmygod!" Tim cries as Sharon closes her lips around his cockhead. He tries desperately to push more of his cock into his wife's mouth but her hand has a death grip around it. Her lips are soft and her wet tongue is moving all over his cockhead as Sharon tries to figure out what to do with it.

Sharon feels so slutty with her husband's penis in her mouth but it's turning her on like crazy. She never expected how sensually erotic it would feel. Moving her tongue around she makes room for more of it and slides her lips down a little farther. Her mouth is stretched open and she tries to remember if her brother's penis is this wide. Ohmygod! Where did that come from? This is a hell of time to be thinking about Paul or his penis! Before she has a chance to consider the implications, Tim's cock erupts inside her mouth.

"Aarrrrgggghhh!" Tim groans as his orgasm hits and he shoots a powerful load of cum into his wife's warm mouth. He can't believe it! Even as hesitant and reluctant as she was, Sharon actually sucked him off! His body jerks convulsively as he releases his built up load.

Surprised by the blast of hot liquid, Sharon jerks her head back and covers her mouth with her hand. Gagging on Tim's sperm, she jumps from the bed, spitting the gooey substance into her palm as she runs to the bathroom.

"Shit!" Tim sighs, quickly grabbing his cock and massaging the last few spurts of cum out as his wife disappears into the bathroom. He figures that's the last blowjob he'll ever see from her. Damn!

Sharon washes Tim's sperm from her hand and rinses her mouth but it's not enough. She grabs her toothbrush and squeezes a huge dollop of toothpaste on it. While scrubbing her mouth, Sharon looks at herself in the mirror. "Well what did you think was going to happen?" she silently asks herself. Smiling at the absurdity of her question, she watches her breasts swing from side to side as she scrubs her teeth. Her nipples are still hard and she's still very aroused. She rinses her mouth and takes a deep breath before returning to the bedroom.

Tim watches his wife scurry across the room and slide into bed next to him. He wonders what he should say but his wife speaks first.

"I'm so sorry," Sharon says as she cuddles up next to him and kisses him on the mouth.

"What?" Tim asks, breaking the kiss. "You have nothing to be sorry for. That felt so good."

"Until the end," Sharon sheepishly adds. "I promise I'll do better next time." Next time? Did she just say next time? Tim's grin is as wide as his face.

"I love you!" Tim declares as he kisses his wife's face.

"I wanted to make you feel as good as you've been making me feel." Sharon stares into his eyes.

"You did!" Tim retorts. "God, if you only knew how nice that was."

"I don't want it to be nice," she protests. "The way you've made me feel these past few nights has been so far beyond nice. You'll see..." Her voice drifts off as she wraps her arms around her husband and presses her taut nipples into his warm skin. Tim squeezes her tightly and smiles. Damn!

Wednesday afternoon while Tim is racing across town to meet Rhonda, Sharon is doing something she never imagined she would do; she's searching porn sites on her computer. Using google, she types in 'blowjob instruction' and is surprised at how many hits she gets. Clicking through blogs, descriptions and videos, she's nearly overwhelmed by the amount of material.

Embarrassed, and admittedly a little aroused, Sharon checks the clock. Today is Tim's tutoring day so she has time to explore some of these websites. Unsure about whether this is the right thing to do, she reads a few instructional, text only pages, before venturing over to the videos. After seeing most of the key points repeated several times, she takes a deep breath and clicks on a video site that advertises 'mind blowing blowjob techniques'.

"Oh my!" Sharon gasps when a page displays women of all ages and ethnicities performing fellatio on men with just as varied penis shapes and sizes. Her breathing escalates as she watches multiple videos of naked women licking, stroking, sucking and making even the largest penis disappear into their mouths.

"I'll never be able to do that!" she cries at the screen when a young woman, trying to look like a teenager, takes a penis deep into her throat. Before she knows it, Sharon is squirming in her chair and her nipples are pushing against the fabric of her bra.

"This is ridiculous!" she tells herself, when she realizes how sexually aroused she is becoming. For someone who gets embarrassed at 'R' rated movies, this is like the proverbial train wreck that you can't look away from. None of the videos stop with the blowjobs either. She watches men and women engage in a variety of positions for both intercourse and oral sex. Sharon folds her arms across her swollen nipples and squeezes her legs together as she tries to put this into perspective.

"Okay. I can see why this is such a lucrative industry," Sharon says aloud as she presses the palms of her hands against her breasts and tries to calm her breathing. She's never seen anything like this. "I just need to approach this like any other research project," she announces to the empty room. Reluctantly removing her hands from her aroused breasts, she opens a blank page in word and makes notes of the key points she's seen and read. There seem to be five key factors in a successful blowjob:

Stimulate with your hand and your mouth

Keep the penis lubricated with plenty of saliva

Use your other hand to stimulate the testicles

Learn to judge when he's going to ejaculate

Enthusiasm supersedes technique

Sharon smiles when she rereads her notes. It's just like learning any new skill, she tells herself. One of the websites said that 'sperm is an acquired taste' and encourages women to swallow it once and they'll see there's nothing to it. Must have been written by a guy, she muses, but then realizes that she doesn't really remember the taste. It was the idea of swallowing it rather than the taste that made her gag. Well, if other women can do it...

Another website suggested practicing with a dildo, banana, cucumber or popsicle. She certainly doesn't have a dildo... no bananas or cucumbers... she opens her freezer; yes! popsicles. Sharon checks the clock again; she still has a couple of hours before Tim gets home. After deleting her browser history and shutting down the computer, Sharon strips off her clothes and draws a bath before grabbing a popsicle from the freezer.

"You won't believe what's been happening this past week," Tim says, bursting into the hotel room as soon as Rhonda opens the door. "We've been fucking every single night!" Rhonda closes the door. She's never seen Tim this animated. His words fly out of his mouth as he waves his arms around. "She even let me eat her pussy!" Rhonda folds her arms over her naked breasts and stares at Tim with disbelief. "Last night Sharon gave me a fucking blow job! She started her period and..." Rhonda grabs Tim's arm, turns him to face her and clamps her hand over his mouth.

"Stop!" Rhonda says, cutting him off mid-sentence. Tim freezes like a statue and Rhonda drops her hand from his mouth. "You've got a lot to learn about affair etiquette," she admonishes him with a gentle push against his chest. "You don't come busting into your lover's room, ignore her naked, horny body and start talking about sex with your wife."

"You're right, you're right. I'm sorry." Tim sighs, looking at her as if he's seeing her nakedness for the first time. He reaches out for her but Rhonda steps back shaking her head.

"Maybe after I've been well fucked and satisfied, I'll want to hear about you and Sharon's love life." She turns away from him and opens the door. "Now try it again."

"What?" Tim says as his cock reacts to Rhonda's luscious body.

"I said go out and try it again!" Rhonda grabs his shirtsleeve and pulls him to the open door. Pushing him into the hallway, she adds, "Now, see if you can get it right." She closes the door.

Tim smiles as he knocks on the door for the second time. She's right. I should have been focused on her, not Sharon. Rhonda opens the door as if the last few minutes never happened.

"You look delicious," Tim says, before he takes a step inside the apartment.

"I'm glad you think so," Rhonda purrs, "because I can't wait for you to taste me." Tim steps into the apartment, pulls Rhonda's naked body against his, and kisses her passionately. Sliding his hands down her back, he cups her firm ass cheeks and grinds his hard cock against her pubic mound as their tongues entwine.

"Better?" he asks, kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt.

"We'll see," she smiles as she makes herself comfortable on the bed. Rhonda puts her hands behind her head and slowly spreads her legs wide open for him. Tim quickly sheds the rest of his clothes without taking his eyes from Rhonda's splayed open pussy. She wasn't kidding about being horny. Her pussy is glistening with moisture and he hasn't even touched her.

"If I remember correctly, we have a sixty-nine and a doggy style anal card for this week." Tim smiles as he crawls up between Rhonda's outstretched legs.

"Well at least you remembered that," she teases him."I really am sorry about before," Tim says running his hand lightly across her neatly trimmed bush as he lowers his mouth to her moist lips.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Rhonda sighs as Tim sucks her labia into his mouth and rubs the tip of his tongue against it. With his hand resting on her pubic triangle, he slides his thumb down to the top of her slit and finds her swollen love button.

"Ohhhhhhyeeaaaahhhh!" Rhonda arches her back and pushes her pussy against him. Tim presses his hand down to hold her still while he gently massages her clit with his thumb and pushes his tongue inside her hungry pussy.

"Oh! Fuck!!" Rhonda is bucking her ass off the bed and squeezing her own nipples as her orgasm builds. Tim slides his mouth up to her clit while slipping two fingers into her drenched pussy, rapidly finger fucking her to an explosive release.

"OooohhhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhHHHH!" Rhonda screams as her orgasm rips through her body. She releases her tits as her pussy floods with love juice. Tim pulls out his fingers and hungrily devours her sweet flowing nectar while she pants for breath.

"Oh God!" Rhonda breathes. "I felt that all the way to my toes."

"You mean these toes?" Tim asks as he lightly runs his fingers up the bottom of her left foot and tickles her toes. Rhonda reacts instantly, giggling and squirming away from him.

"You didn't have to break the mood," she says, with a playful pout while pushing against his shoulder with her foot. Tim lightly swats her foot away and drops down next to her.

"We'll get it back," Tim says, gently squeezing her breast and sucking her nipple into his mouth. As he nibbles on Rhonda's fleshy tit, Tim realizes that it's just this kind of playfulness that is missing with Sharon. He hopes they'll get there as their love making progresses.

"Wasn't the first card a sixty-nine?" Rhonda asks.

"Yeah, but I wanted to get you warmed up first," Tim smiles, releasing her tit and pecking her lightly on the lips. "Do you want to be on top?"

"I think that works best," Rhonda agrees. "I don't relish the idea of my head being trapped against the bed if you get carried away," she smiles.

"I didn't think of that," Tim smiles, "maybe I should be on top." Rhonda pushes him onto his back and flips around so she's facing his feet.

"Let me know if I'm smothering you," Rhonda teases as she positions her pussy over Tim's face.

"Or drowning me," he laughs as he pulls Rhonda's dripping pussy down to his mouth. Snaking his tongue into the center of her succulent pussy, Tim feels Rhonda's hand close around his hard cock. "Don't make me cum," Tim warns her. "I need to be at full hardness to slide into your ass."

"Oh, Tim," Rhonda mocks, "you just think of everything." She sucks his cockhead into her mouth as Tim licks and sucks her insatiable pussy. After a few mouth filling sucks, Rhonda relaxes her throat and slides her lips to the base of Tim's hard cock.

"Oh yeah!" Tim moans, his words muffled inside Rhonda's syrupy pussy. Tim isn't even conscious of the competitive spark he ignited when he told Rhonda that Sharon had given him a blowjob. Rhonda's confident that she can out perform whatever her sister-in-law dishes up and she's determined to keep Tim interested regardless of the sex he's getting at home.

Tim is trying to focus on eating Rhonda's pussy but the way she keeps deep throating his cock is distracting the hell out of him. When he feels his cockhead enter her tight throat he can't even think straight.

"Oh God, that's enough," Tim pleads. "If you keep that up, I'm going to cum." He playfully bites her ass cheek and rolls her off of him. "Time for our doggy style anal card," he says. Rhonda excitedly complies, pushing herself up on all fours and wiggling her ass at him. Tim kneels behind her and plunges his throbbing cock into her soggy pussy.

"I assume you want me to use your natural lubricant again, right?" Tim asks as he pumps his hard rod in and out of Rhonda's pussy.

"Mmmmm, feels good," Rhonda breathes just before Tim pulls his cock all the way out and aligns it with her crinkled opening. She takes a deep breath and tries to relax as Tim gently nudges his cock into her ass. Rhonda smiles knowingly, trying to imagine Sharon ever permitting her husband to fuck her in the ass. Lowering her head to the mattress, she reaches between her legs to rub her wet pussy while bracing herself against Tim's intrusively thick cock.

Rhonda's ass is so fucking tight it feels like a second skin stretching around his swollen cock. Tim struggles, inch-by-inch to make his steel rod disappear inside his sister-in-law's ass. When he finally has it buried completely, all the way to his balls, he runs his hands over Rhonda's hips and caresses her firm ass cheeks while gently rocking against her.

"It's better this time," Rhonda murmurs into the sheets while her hand rapidly strokes her pussy. Tim takes this as a cue to gradually start pumping his cock in and out of her snug rear hole. Rhonda presses her middle finger to her clit and applies rhythmic pressure synchronized with Tim's cock sliding in and out of her ass.

Rhonda's pussy is on fire and Tim's hard cock feels wonderful filling up her sensitive ass. Smiling to herself, Rhonda never thought she'd be using this corporate apartment for sex, let along getting ass fucked by her brother-in-law. She's happy that things are improving for Tim and Sharon but she's also glad that she can offer Tim something that he'll never get at home. Even if she is giving him blowjobs she can't imagine her uptight sister-in-law ever letting him fuck her ass.

"Ohhhh yeah!" Rhonda moans as Tim picks up the pace, his balls slapping out the rhythm while his hands tightly grip her hips. All thoughts of Sharon disappear from her brain as her fingers fly over her pussy and Tim pounds her to a magnificent orgasm.

It isn't until later while lathering each other in the shower that Rhonda asks Tim about Sharon. He explains how invigorating their sex life has become; eating her pussy and making love every night but when he gets to the part about Sharon's period and the blowjob, Rhonda cuts him off.

"Whoa, too much information, cowboy," she laughs while lathering his hard cock. "Seriously, I'm very glad it's working out for you two," Rhonda says, looking directly in his eyes.

"I owe it all to you," Tim answers, his hands soaping her luscious tits and tweaking her taut nipples. "I just wish there was something I could do to help you with Paul. We men just don't generally have those kinds of conversations. Maybe I'll think of something before we go to the beach. That's only two weeks away." Rhonda breaks eye contact and looks down at his enticing hard-on before continuing the conversation.

"I guess you won't be needing your Wednesday afternoons anymore," Rhonda says quietly, while cupping his balls and stroking his hard cock.

"Wait a minute!" Tim admonishes her as he tips her chin up face him. "I have no intention of giving this up, Rhonda. What we have... what we have together... I can't imagine ever having with Sharon. You know what it is?" Rhonda shakes her head, anxious to hear what he thinks they have together. Tim searches his mind for the right words to describe sex with his sister-in-law.

"An uninhibited playfulness," he announces, "yeah, that's it. An uninhibited playfulness that is beyond anything I have ever imagined or could ever dream of having with Sharon. Hell, Rhonda, I couldn't stop this if I wanted to."

Their smiles compete for worlds most lustful grin as they attack each other's bodies. Tim squeezes Rhonda's ass cheek with one hand and strokes her pussy with the other. Rhonda jacks him off while teasing his balls and biting his nipples. Eventually she turns around and braces herself against the tile wall and Tim plunges into her smoldering pussy from behind. They engage in the most animalistic fuck they've ever experienced, driving each other to new heights of orgasmic pleasure.

"Do you mind if we don't draw cards for next week?" Rhonda asks while they're getting dressed.

"Whatever you want to do," Tim says, raising an eyebrow as he buttons his shirt.

"I love the cards, but if you don't mind, I'd like a little spontaneity once in a while," Rhonda says, winking as she helps him with his buttons.

"Spontaneity with a little uninhibited playfulness?" Tim asks as he lowers his lips to hers.

"Absolutely," Rhonda answers just before their lips meet.

Sharon is oblivious to the tepid temperature of her bathwater. The empty Popsicle stick is on the floor next to the tub, her eyes are closed and her body is completely relaxed. After settling into her hot bath, she immediately started practicing with the Popsicle, sliding it in and out of her mouth and trying to curb her gag reflex. It was too cold for her to think of it as a real penis, but the size and shape was perfect for what she wanted.

Although she never quite got it down her throat she was bursting with pride when she worked most of it into her mouth without gagging. The Popsicle melted quickly as she worked her tongue all the way around it, slurping her surrogate penis like she'd seen in the videos. With her other hand casually combing her fingers through her pubic hair, she sucked the Popsicle like she thought it would cum.

Without consciously realizing it, her fingers had moved down to the top of her slit, lightly stroking her sensitive clit hood. Having never masturbated before Sharon was shocked at the pleasurable tremor her fingers sent through her body. Still pistoning the Popsicle into her mouth, she spread her legs and rubbed her burgeoning clit more rapidly. Having abandoned her deepseated inhibitions against oral sex she guesses masturbation is a small sin in comparison.

When the Popsicle is completely sucked off the stick, she lets it slip through her fingers over the edge of the tub and uses her free hand to massage her breasts and tease her increasingly responsive nipples.

"Oh God!" Sharon moans, bracing her feet against the tile over the end of the tub as she slides further into the water, vigorously attacking her clit and yanking on her aroused nipples. "Damn!"

she cries as her orgasm builds beyond her wildest expectations. Who knew you could do this to yourself?

"AaaaaaggggghhhhhHHHH!" Her orgasm rips through her body, splashing water out of the tub as she shakes and trembles through her intense release. Gripping the sides of the tub with both hands, she scoots herself up and leans her head against the cool porcelain edge of the tub. Completely relaxed, her mind is consumed with her desire to demonstrate her newly acquired blowjob techniques on Tim.

As she's imagining her lips stretched around her husband's thick shaft, her unbridled thoughts unexpectedly wander to Paul's penis and what it would have felt like in her mouth.

"NO!" Sharon sits up. "What is wrong with me?" she asks the empty bathroom, completely confused about why she can't keep her brother's penis out of her thoughts. Abruptly aware of how cool the water has become, Sharon climbs from the tub and towels off.

Neither Tim nor Sharon mention their desire for an early bedtime but by some unspoken mutual consent they are both in bed before nine. Tim is completely naked and Sharon has on a pair of light blue panties covering her Tampon filled pussy.

"I've been thinking about you all day," Sharon whispers, briefly pecking his lips before kissing a trail from his chin to his chest and sucking his nipples into her mouth. First the left one and then the right one, she nibbles on them until they harden into taut little bumps on his chest. Even after the workout he got from Rhonda, Tim's cock is responding quickly to his wife's machinations.

He smiles excitedly as she continues kissing down his stomach and plants a big kiss on the end of his erect cock. Holding it between her thumb and her index finger so that it is sticking straight up, her tongue bypasses it completely and starts licking his balls. Lightly stroking his hard cock with her thumb and finger, she licks under and around his balls, gently sucking each one into her mouth.

"Oh yeah!" Tim moans when Sharon finally takes one long lick, gliding her tongue from his balls to the tip of his hard cock. Slipping just the tip in her mouth, she runs her tongue over the end of it like she did with the Popsicle.

"Do you like that?" she asks nervously, lifting her lips from his cock. "Would you like some more?" Sharon is trying to mimic the playful teasing that was evident in every video she explored.

"God yes! Sharon, this is... you are...!" he pants as she keeps licking long strokes up the under side of his cock and nibbling on the swollen head. Stroking her hand up and down the length of his rod, she begins caressing his balls as she closes her mouth over the end of his saliva-coated cock and gently sucks on his cockhead.

As Tim is wondering how his wife transformed into a blowjob fantasy come true, her tongue flicks the underside of his cock sending intense pleasure signals that all but eliminate any rational thought. Sharon is pleased with her success but nervous about the taste. This is the part she didn't practice... what if she gags again?

"Ohhhhh! Yeah! Mmmmmm!" Tim moans as she continues stroking and sucking his cock and playing with his balls. Sharon creates a steady rhythm with her mouth while her tongue is in constant motion along the underside of his cock. By the time she starts rolling his balls back and forth with her hand, Tim is jerking his ass off the bed trying to drive his cock deeper into her warm mouth. Okay... I can do this, Sharon mentally urges herself on as she speeds up the stroking of her husband's throbbing cock.

Thankfully, Sharon recognizes the signs and knows Tim is getting close. She squeezes her eyes shut and valiantly stays right with him, stroking and sucking and playing with his balls. She imagines the popsicle about to melt and begins a rhythm of swallowing, sucking, swallowing just seconds before Tim erupts inside her mouth. OhmyGod! There is so much of it. It's going down my throat. I'm swallowing it!

"AaaahhhhhhhhHHHH!" Tim groans as his cum spews forth in staccato like bursts filling his wife's mouth as she struggles to swallow fast enough. Sharon keeps stroking, sucking and swallowing but some of it still runs out of her mouth and down his hard cock.

When he's fully spent, Tim falls back on the bed, panting. Un-fucking-believable! He wasn't sure what Sharon would do when he came, if she'd run from the room like she did last night. But there she is, still swallowing, taking every drop. When he stops spasming, she lets his cock slowly plop from her mouth and onto his stomach.

Sucking in a huge breath and smiling from ear to ear, Sharon glides her tongue down Tim's sensitive shaft, cleaning up the cum that overflowed out of her mouth. My god! I can't believe I just did that. It's just like the videos... except it was better than the videos!

"I'm learning," Sharon whispers demurely, releasing his spent cock and snuggling against her husband's warm body.

"You are unbelieveable!" Tim whispers, kissing the top of her head. I can do better, Sharon thinks as she drifts off to sleep.

A blowjob becomes their new nightly ritual. As soon as she comes to bed, Sharon aggressively attacks Tim's cock, and true to her prediction, she improves her skill with each undertaking. Tim finds himself lasting longer and cumming harder with each night's blowjob. Sharon continues to seek instruction from the Internet, trying new techniques to pleasure her husband's cock.

Once her period subsides, Sharon doesn't abandon the nightly blowjob. She just continues sucking Tim after he cums until he's hard enough for her to mount him with her feverish pussy. She loves being on top and riding his cock to a screaming orgasm, enhanced by the lingering taste of his cum on her tongue.

Sharon's dreams have become lust-filled cocksucking fantasies. Mostly Tim's cock but sometimes she dreams of sucking Paul's cock and a few times she's even dreamt of them together. She wakes up in a sweat with her pussy soaking wet after dreaming about her husband and her brother naked in her bed while she strokes their hard cocks and alternates feeding each one into her warm mouth.

She can't understand why her brother keeps intruding into her sexual fantasies or why she finds it so arousing when he does. As their beach trip gets closer, his presence in her fantasies increases significantly and she even wonders if there will be an opportunity for her and Paul to be alone. As soon as this thought enters her brain, Sharon banishes it. What am I thinking?

A few days before the beach house vacation, Sharon and Rhonda go shopping for new swimsuits. Sharon has always worn a conservative one-piece swimsuit but Rhonda convinces her to try something a little sexier. In the dressing room together, Rhonda raves about a pale yellow bikini that barely covers Sharon's perfect breasts and exposes a fair part of her ass cheeks.

"I could never wear this," Sharon laughs, turning to look at her exposed flesh in the mirror.

"Why not?" Rhonda asks. "You've got the body for it. Take advantage of it while you can."

"Would you wear this?" Sharon asks, cupping her breasts to emphasize how exposed they are.

"I will if you will," Rhonda answers, wondering what Tim will think when his wife and his lover show up in matching Brazilian-cut bikinis. The idea is too good to pass up and Rhonda leaves the dressing room to find the exact bikini for herself.

"Well..." Sharon keeps turning to look at the bikini from different angles, imagining what Paul might think when he sees so much flesh. Damn! Why did she think of her brother instead of her husband? And why does that make her pussy tingle?

When Rhonda returns, Sharon averts her eyes as her sister-in-law slips into an identical bikini. Catching a glimpse of Rhonda's naked body in the mirror, Sharon stares at her ample breasts and neatly trimmed pubic area. When they stand next to each other in front of the mirror they could easily be mistaken for twins. Rhonda's breasts are larger and her hips are more pronounced but with the amount of bare flesh showing the differences are miniscule.

"Let's not say anything to Tim or Paul and surprise them at the beach," Rhonda whispers while they wait in the checkout line.

"That's a great idea. I can't wait to see their reaction," Sharon answers and the two women almost start giggling, each one oblivious to the other's thoughts. Rhonda is anxious to see how Tim reacts to the two women he's having sex with dressing identically while Sharon is wondering what Paul will think of her new swimsuit.

On the drive to the beach house, Tim and Sharon are both quieter than normal, lost in their own thoughts. Sharon is worried that spending a week at the beach with her brother will fuel more lustful thoughts and dreams, and at the same time, anxious to see his reaction to her revealing bikini. These conflicting emotions keep her occupied most of the drive, just gazing out the window.

Tim, on the other hand, is busy formulating a plan to help Rhonda improve her sex life with Paul. He figures that since Sharon became more amorous after Rhonda lied to her about Paul's sexual prowess, maybe the reverse will be true. If Paul thinks he and Sharon have an adventurous sex life it might help him shake off his parent's teachings.

If he remembers the beach house layout correctly, from viewing it on the website, the two master bedrooms are upstairs and next to each other. Although not a screamer, Sharon can be quite loud when she's in the throes of an intense orgasm. Tim's plan is to induce such powerful orgasms in his wife that there will be no doubt that she's no longer the prude their parents wanted.Rhonda and Paul are already at the beach house when Tim and Sharon arrive. Tim excitedly verifies that the bedrooms are just as he expected, only better. The headboards of the king size beds butt up against the common wall. As they unpack, he wonders if he should let Rhonda in on his plan.

It's early evening by the time each couple is settled in and the four of them venture out for dinner. There is a locally famous eatery just down the beach within walking distance. They cut across the sand and up the boardwalk. Over dinner they discuss plans for the week.

"Let's hit the beach first thing in the morning," Rhonda says, while they're enjoying their salads.

"Sounds good to me," Sharon answers, smiling at Rhonda. Both women are anxious to show off their new swimwear.

Over their entrees, they discuss various other activities for the week, with Tim mentioning a used bookstore he'd like to visit. Paul says he'll go along with what everyone else wants to do. Tim is still looking for an opportunity talk to Rhonda when the check arrives. Oh well, she'll know soon enough.

After a nightcap on the balcony where they commit to an early morning on the beach, the couples retreat to their respective bedrooms.

Tim pulls back the covers invitingly. Already excited by the exhibitionist nature of what he has planned, Tim's cock stiffens even more at the sight of his shapely wife emerging from the bathroom. Her naked flesh, basked in moonlight from the open window, gives off a seductive glow as she makes her way across the room. No longer shy about her body, Sharon absorbs her husband's stare and she smiles while relishing the pleasure he gets from looking at her well-toned body.

"You are stunning," Tim says as Sharon crawls in next to him. "And you look delicious," he adds as his hand caresses her hip and his lips brush against her right nipple.

"Tim!" Sharon laughs, "Rhonda and Paul might hear us."

"We'll be quiet," Tim answers, knowing that he has just the opposite planned. His hand moves across her hip and between her legs while his teeth nibble on her quickly responding nipple.

"Mmmm," Sharon rolls onto her back and spreads her legs. "If you're sure," she sighs.

Tim lightly strokes her outer labia, which is already covered with a thin coating of natural lubricant. He marvels at how responsive his wife's body has become when just a few weeks ago he thought it would never thaw. Slipping one finger inside her, Tim moves his mouth to her other nipple, teasing it to it's full thickness.

"Ahhhhhh," Sharon moans, holding him tightly to her breast as his finger starts a steady rhythm inside her aroused pussy. Tim kisses his way down her stomach, replacing his finger with his tongue. Licking all around her puffy lips, he laps up the juice that's boiling over inside her inflamed pussy.

Sharon lifts her legs, spreading them wide apart and Tim slips her arms under her knees before running the tip of his tongue up and down the length of her slit.

"Oh! Yeah!" Sharon nearly bellows when he pushes his tongue all the way inside her and licks around the insides of her wet pussy. "Oh! God!" Sharon squirms on the bed, pushing her smoldering pussy against his tongue. He rapidly pistons it in and out, tongue-fucking her as she grabs his head and humps her pussy against his face.

Sharon's juices are flowing and Tim's face is soaked when he shifts his focus from her sweltering opening to her clit. Licking from inside her drenched pussy up to her exposed clit, he covers it with saliva and pussy juice before sucking it into his mouth. Gently sucking with his lips, he flicks his tongue against her clit several times eliciting loud moans from Sharon.

"Oh! Tim! Ohhhhhhhh! Yeah!" Sharon's moaning is getting louder as she entwines her fingers in his hair and yanks his head against her gyrating pussy. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Sharon realizes that she can probably be heard in the next room but her rapidly building orgasm shuts down any restraint she might have.

"Oh! That's it! Keep... doing... that!" She gasps out the last words while thrusting her hips off the bed, slamming her clit against his tongue. Tim keeps feverishly sucking her clit while pushing two fingers into her soggy pussy.

"Oh God! That's so good! Ohhhh! So good! OHHHHH YEAH" Sharon yells, squeezing her legs together while pushing Tim's face from her sensitive clit. As she falls back on the bed, panting, Tim shakes his head loose from her fingers and begins lapping up the thick cream oozing from her quivering pussy. And that's just round one, Tim thinks.

In the next room, Rhonda is smiling to herself as Paul tosses and turns next to her, putting the pillow over his head. At first she wasn't sure what she was hearing because the wall muffled the sound. But when the headboard started tapping the wall behind them and she heard her sister-in-law moaning, it confirmed her suspicions. She wonders if Tim is doing this on purpose to get a reaction from Paul or if this is just their normal nightly routine. By the time Sharon yells her last oh yeah, Paul has jumped out of bed and walked out on the balcony in his pajamas.

"Are you okay?" Rhonda asks, wrapping her arms around him from behind, her thin nightgown offering little protection from the cool night air.

"Who can sleep with that... that... noise? You'd think they'd have a little consideration!" Tim growls. Rhonda can't remember seeing him this angry in a long time. Does he feel his sister is betraying a sacred family oath or is it something else? She tries to sooth him.

"I think they're done, if you want to come back to bed." She smiles as she rubs her body against his back, hoping the moaning might have stirred a positive reaction in her husband.

"Don't you start!" Paul snaps, moving away from her. "Isn't one inconsiderate couple in this beach house enough?" He stomps back into the bedroom and throws himself on the bed with a huge sigh.

Rhonda stays on the balcony, hugging herself and wishing she was in the next bedroom with Tim. Hell, she'd even share him with his wife if he'd make her moan like that. She shrugs and starts back into the bedroom when she hears the telltale squeak of the bed in the next room. Ohmygod, they're not done. She smiles and turns back to the balcony.

Tim never stopped lapping up his wife's succulent cream. He gently licked all around her sensitive pussy, occasionally flicking his tongue between her splayed open lips. By the time she caught her breath and was no longer panting, her arousal was on the rise and her pussy was anxious for more.

"God, Tim! What you do to me!" she cries, spreading her thighs wider and pulling on his hair again. Tim loves the taste of his wife's pussy. He could eat her all day and never get enough. Moving his mouth up to her clit again, he sucks it into his mouth while once again pushing two fingers into her wide-open pussy.

"Oh Tim! That's soo.... SOOO... GOOD!" Sharon cries as he sucks on her clit and pumps his fingers in and out. Sharon is jerking wildly and he's having trouble keeping her clit in his mouth.

"OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD!" Sharon is screaming and her whole body is spasming as she gushes a steady stream of creamy nectar over Tim's fingers and down his chin. Tim releases her clit to lap up her thick, syrupy juice. Her body is quaking and her pussy lips are quivering as he licks her inside and out.

Even before she catches her breath, Tim slides his body over hers and plunges his rock solid cock deep into her in one hard thrust. Her still quivering pussy engulfs his cock like a velvety glove and Sharon's hips instantly start keeping rhythm with his steady pounding.

"Oh! Oh! OHHHH! OHHHH!" Sharon's moans mirror Tim's jackhammering thrusts. Her thick, hot juices make his cock feel like it's gliding through hot gelatin as he pummels her inflamed pussy.

"Oh Tim! It's building again! Oh Tim! TIM! TIM!" Sharon is digging her fingernails into his ass cheeks spurring him on. Tim knows what really gets his wife's blood boiling and he slips his arms under her, holding her against him as he rolls them over, placing her on top.

Sharon pushes herself up into a sitting position and starts riding his hard cock like a wild woman. Tim just smiles as she jounces on his cock and the headboard starts banging against the wall.

She's slamming her pussy down so hard he's afraid she'll pulverize his hard-on with the force of her attack. He grabs her taut nipples, twisting them and stretching them out from her bouncing tits. His cock is throbbing from her ferocious onslaught and he tenses his legs as his balls constrict, ready for the eruption that is seconds away.

"Ahh! Ahh! AHH! AHHHHHHHH!" Sharon's moans are synchronized with her bouncing and Tim can actually feel the pressure of her juices against his cock as waves pleasure flow through her body. Her pussy grips his cock and she slams down hard against him as he shoots his load deep inside her quivering pussy. Her whole body is trembling as she collapses on his chest, her soft tits cushioning her fall, while her pussy pulsates like a vibrator, milking the last bit of cum from his cock.

They're both breathing hard, but Sharon is gasping for breath. Her head is on Tim's shoulder and her blonde hair is wet and matted from her intense exertion. He strokes her hair and kisses her gently on her sweat-soaked forehead while wondering what Rhonda thought of their exhibition.

Rhonda can't figure out why her husband is so mad about the noises coming from the next room. She thinks it's kind of arousing and wishes Paul would do something about it.

Paul can't figure it out either. Why should his sister breaking their vow making him so mad? As he lies on the bed listening to her moan he can vividly picture exactly what she's doing. He can visualize her naked body and her gorgeous bouncing breasts. He still dreams of how she straddled him and nearly drove him insane.

"Maybe we should make a little noise of our own," Rhonda says, noticing the tent in the sheet as she crawls in beside him.

"I don't think it's a contest!" Paul snaps and then is instantly ashamed that he's taking this out on Rhonda. It isn't her fault. She's the best wife anyone could ask for.

"I'm sorry," he says, turning towards her and noticing she's shed her nightgown.

"Show me you're sorry," Rhonda smiles, pressing her naked thigh against her husband's pajamacovered hard-on. Paul surprises Rhonda by rolling her onto her back and pulling off his pajamas.

As Paul positions himself over his Rhonda's body and aligns his cock with her moist pussy, he's hoping that making love to his wife will take his mind off of his sister. He doesn't know why he keeps dreaming about that night with Sharon and he's still angry with her about breaking her vows but he gently slides his steel-like rod inside his wife's anxious pussy.

Responding to the noises from the next room, Rhonda is wet and ready. Closing her eyes, she can imagine from Sharon's moaning exactly what Tim is doing to her. She knows from experience how Tim uses his tongue and then slams in with his hearty cock. As Paul continues his mechanically rhythmic fucking, Rhonda bucks her hips, trying to push him to a more adventurous level of lust.

When Paul momentarily speeds up just before he cums, Rhonda is close to her own orgasm. Close... but not close enough. She drops her head on her pillow with a sigh, wondering how she's going to get Tim alone to satisfy her needs.

******

"Good morning," Rhonda says, joining Tim and Sharon on the terrace.

"I found a donut place," Tim says, biting into a chocolate raised donut and pointing to the box.

"And there's coffee," Sharon adds, smiling meekly at her sister-in-law, obviously embarrassed by what Rhonda and Paul must have heard the previous night.

"It's easy to work up an appetite at the beach," Rhonda smiles, grabbing a cream-filled Žclair and biting one end off. As Tim takes a drink of his coffee, Rhonda sucks the cream from the end of the Žclair and raises her eyebrow at him. Sharon is behind Rhonda and doesn't see the suggestive maneuver but Tim nearly chokes on his coffee before he smiles at his sister-in-law.

"Hey, sleepy head," Rhonda says when Paul steps out on the terrace dressed in his swimsuit and a Hawaiian print shirt. Paul nods as he pours some coffee.

"I thought we were going to the beach this morning," he says although there is little enthusiasm in his statement.

"We are!" Rhonda jumps up and nudges Sharon to follow her. "Wait here while we get ready."

"Be right back," Sharon gives Tim a kiss on the cheek and follows her sister-in-law into the house. After Tim makes a couple of attempts at small talk without much response from Paul, the two men fall into an awkward silence, watching the waves crash against the sand.

"Are you sure about this?" Sharon whispers even though there is no way she can be heard from the terrace. "The amount of cleavage is bad enough, but the bottom only covers half of my ass cheeks."

"That's the point!" Rhonda says, tying the string behind her back and adjusting the triangles across her ample breasts. "Come on, you'll see." Rhonda says, grabbing Sharon's hand and leading her out of the bedroom.

"Okay, boys!" Sharon calls just before they reach the door to the terrace. "We're ready!" Tim and Paul stare dumbfounded at the exotic site of the two women entering the terrace.

"Ohmygod!" Tim nearly chokes on his coffee again as his eyes feast on the two scantily clad women.

"Where did you get those swimsuits?"

"Why did you get them is more the question," Paul asks, incredulous that his wife and his sister would be willing to display so much flesh. "Sharon, my god! You can't wear that!"

"Oh, but your wife can?" Rhonda asks, strutting over to where her husband is standing. While Paul's eyes shift to his wife's bouncing breasts, Tim follows the rippling flesh of her half exposed ass cheeks.

"No! I didn't mean that!" Paul tries to recover from his focus on his sister. "Neither one of you can! Don't you agree, Tim?" Paul asks, looking to his brother-in-law for support.

"I think they look sexy as hell and we'll be the envy of every guy on the beach," Tim answers, smiling from ear to ear as he shifts his gaze from his wife to his lover, mistakenly believing that he's the only one who's fucked both of these gorgeous women.

"Then let's go before we change our mind," Sharon says, grabbing her beach bag with one hand and her husband's arm with the other she pulls him down the steps to the beach. Rhonda tries to grab Paul's arm but he pulls away, scowling.

"Fine. Be Mr. Grumpy," she smiles, running to catch up with Tim and taking his other arm. Several male heads lift from their towels as they watch Rhonda run across the sand, her barely covered breasts bouncing against her chest and her ass cheeks dimpling in and out with each stride. Paul shakes his head and runs to catch up with the group.

"I think you're going to need some sun screen so you don't burn," Tim tells his wife as he pulls the tube from the beach bag. They've settled on a blanket in a secluded little alcove near the water line and both women are lying on their stomachs. Tim admires the view of their nearly identical asses only half covered by their bikini bottoms. While certainly not thongs, their swimsuit bottoms are cut high enough to leave a lot of flesh exposed.

"Maybe you should do me and let Paul put sunscreen on Sharon," Rhonda says. "I don't want to lose you two for the afternoon if you get carried away," she smiles.

"Rhonda!" Sharon admonishes but her heart is beating rapidly at the thought of her brother touching her naked skin. She squeezes her thighs together and tries not to show her excitement.

"Fine. Whatever," Tim tries to act nonchalant but is very willing to rub sunscreen all over Rhonda's bare ass cheeks.

"That's okay," Paul says. "I can do Rhonda and you can do Sharon." Sharon turns her head to hide her disappointment.

"No, do your sister, silly." Rhonda says playfully while scooting over next to Tim. "Come on, Tim. I don't want to burn." Paul shrugs and acquiesces to his wife's choice. Not wanting to make a scene, he slowly turns his attention to his sister.

Rubbing sunscreen on his hands, Paul begins rubbing the back of Sharon's legs, methodically covering her with the creamy lotion. Sharon spreads her legs as he works his way up her shapely thighs. Paul is trying to think about anything besides his sister's nearly naked body as he spreads the sunscreen evenly across her thighs. His heart is pounding and he's sweating while his brain is filled with the vision of Sharon astride his hard cock when they were in college.

Tim, on the other hand, has turned Rhonda's sunscreen application into an erotic massage. Taking advantage of Paul's back to him and Sharon's head turned the other way, he caresses up her inner thigh and brushes his fingers across her bikini covered pussy lips. Rhonda stifles a moan as Tim gets bolder and, without taking his eyes off of Paul or Sharon, slips one finger inside Rhonda's swimsuit bottom, feeling the moist heat emanating from her aroused pussy.

Rhonda puts a fist to her mouth as her brother-in-law's finger glides between her slick pussy lips. With his other hand applying sunscreen to her exposed ass cheek, he makes it look like he's rubbing sunscreen with both hands.

"Don't forget those dimpled cheeks, Paul," Tim says as he watches his brother-in-law skip over Sharon's bottom. "We don't want them burned."

"Yes, please, Paul," Sharon murmurs. "Make sure I don't burn." Sharon's pussy is on fire as her brother's soft, gentle hands caress her warm skin. She holds her breath, waiting anxiously for him to get to her ass cheeks. She's unconsciously clenching her pussy muscles in an attempt to appease the arousal building between her legs. Paul's cock is responding to his sister's bare flesh and he shifts sideways to conceal his growing erection.

All pretense of applying lotion is gone and Tim is outright finger-fucking Rhonda while her husband and his wife are only a few feet away. Rhonda is biting down on her fist as she rocks against his hand and her orgasm builds inside of her. Turning her head towards the others to watch for signs of discovery, she lifts her ass up giving Tim greater access. Tim withdraws his finger from her pussy, replacing it with his thumb while his middle finger teases circles around her aroused clit.

Tim's machinations coupled with the risk of discovery drives Rhonda over the top. She clamps her hand over her mouth as a tremor flows through her body, coating Tim's hand in hot pussy juice. While catching her breath, Rhonda notices her husband is still caressing his sister's ass cheeks. His touch is light and gentle, but Sharon has her legs spread and seems to be rocking with his slow caress.

But the real shocker is that her husband's swimsuit trunks appear tented in the front. My God!

He's got a hard-on over his sister's ass. Well, Rhonda muses, what man wouldn't react to touching an ass like that, sister or not. But, still it's his sister! She closes her eyes and her lips form a knowing smile as she basks in the afterglow of her much need orgasm. Sharon turns her head towards them as Tim applies sunscreen to Rhonda's back.

Sharon's pussy is on fire from her brother's lingering caress of her warm ass cheeks. She turns her head to check whether Tim or Rhonda have noticed how long he's taking with that part of his sunscreen application but neither are paying any attention. Rhonda has her eyes closed, almost like she's sleeping and Tim is concentrating on rubbing sunscreen on her back. Sharon sighs and closes her eyes, undulating her hips to her brother's massage.

Paul knows this isn't right but he can't seem to move his hands form his sister's nearly bare bottom. His vivid memory of her naked body writhing on top of him is fogging his brain and making him uncomfortable. He knows he should stop but his hands aren't listening to his brain. He glances behind him to see if he's being watched while wondering why Sharon hasn't said anything. She seems to be rocking her hips in encouragement. God! This is wrong!