Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“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.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“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 Zclair and biting one end off. As Tim takes a drink of his coffee, Rhonda sucks the cream from the end of the Zclair 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?”