My Sister Hated Thunderstorms
Copyright© 2024 by Mustang
Chapter 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11 - During the later 1930's depression era in Kansas, young Sarah Fletcher discovers a unique way to overcome her fear of thunderstorms. A bleak future forces her family to make a new start in life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic BiSexual Fiction Farming Cheating Sharing Incest Bestiality Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Voyeurism
Ellie moved up on the bed so that Kathy was in between them. She and Sam alternated, turning her head for a kiss while they each fondled her tits.
“I love being with you,” she whispered.
Ellie stood beside the bed. “Think you have time to stay so Sam can fuck you again?”
“Not really, but I’ll make the time.”
“Why don’t you two relax while I fix us a drink and snack? Good fucking can make you hungry.”
“I bet you can’t catch me!” Kathy jumped out of bed and dashed to the front door.
“Think you can outrun me?” He challenged her, going after her.
Kathy shrieked with laughter as Sam chased her outside. Her firm breasts bounced with her hard steps, and her ass cheeks giggled.
“Your cock looks funny bobbing up and down when you run!” She teased, able to dart just out of his reach.
Buck joined in on the chasing, barking, and running around. She quickly gave up running, allowing Sam to catch her. She laughed, placing her arms loosely around his neck, pressing her breasts to his chest, and kissing him. Then, unexpectedly, she jumped up, wrapping her slender legs around his waist.
“I’m ready for you to fuck me again if you’re man enough to take me!” She challenged him, breathing heavily and kissing him.
Sam carried her to the porch steps, and she slipped down his chest, his semi-hard cock poking at her stomach. They sat close together and kissed again. He rubbed her left leg up and down as Buck approached them. He tried to sniff between her legs, and she instinctively brushed him aside.
Sam gently motioned her legs apart, and Buck moved closer. She looked at Sam as Buck began to smell her and moved closer. She looked at Sam as Buck began to smell her. “I guess I am your whore wife!” She smiled, kissed him, and then allowed him to spread her legs for Buck.
He moved closer and enthusiastically began to lick her pussy. She had to watch as Buck wagged his tail in happiness and licked her on and on. She smiled, watching him and patting his head in approval. His long, rough tongue rubbed her clit, making her body jolt in pleasure.
“Oh good, you’ve introduced Buck to Kathy,” Ellie said, sitting beside her. She patted his head and joined, watching him lick their lover’s pussy. “You definitely are our whore!”
Kathy discovered another erotic pleasure in kissing Ellie as Buck licked her pussy.
“Here Buck!” Ellie said, spreading her legs and patting her pussy. He moved to begin licking her hole. “You are becoming just like me.”
Their lover watched Buck licking her hole, kissed her, and then surprised them by prompting Buck to return to her pussy. “Yes, you definitely are our whore!” Ellie praised.
Kathy’s erotic pleasures now included her husband and wife kissing her and feeling her tits as their dog licked her pussy. Ellie smoothed her lover’s long brunette hair as Buck enjoyed his meal.
Finally, Buck motioned away, and they enjoyed their snacks and drinks. “Now, my love, your choice is to suck on Sam’s cock and take his cum down your throat or have him fuck you.”
“I want to do both with him,” she countered.
“Then I’ll decide!” Sam countered. He stood, taking Kathy by the hand, and escorted her quickly to the bedroom. He motioned her to her knees, placed his hand on the back of her head, and encouraged her to suck on his cock. “Make me hard so I can fuck you, my lovely whore!”
She caressed his cock and eagerly sucked hard and fast to please her new lover. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed to make his cock fully hard. Sam pushed her onto her back, and she crawled to the middle. She smiled at him as he settled between her legs. She eagerly guided his hard cock into her yearning pussy.
Her arms wrapped around her lover’s shoulders as he quickly established a fast fucking pace. “Yes, yes, my love! Take me; take what now belongs to only you!” She whispered.
The palms of his hands became her pillow as they kissed. She placed her heels on his hips, taking him as deep as possible.
“I love you for being aggressive with your passion compared to Bernie, who only pleases himself. Your worst time fucking me is far better than his best try.”
“Enough talking about your husband and comparing him to me. It is arousing to call you our whore, but are you alright with us calling you that too?”
“I do like you calling me your whore or your slut because I know it’s said with love and passion, not hatred for me. The passion you bring out in me makes me say that I love you.”
Sam cupped her soft face in his hands and kissed her hard. They released short, sharp breaths, and his tongue explored her mouth. Her hand cupped her breast, offering her nipples to his lips. He placed his hand under her small ass cheeks and continued to take her.
“I’m trying to be this great lover for you, but there’s no way I could keep up the pace Buck does when fucking.”
“Believe me, Sam, you are my perfect lover!”
He had to pause for a few seconds to regrip his lover, then continue. “Mmm, I love how you fuck me!” She sighed, her body yielding to his rapid thrusts.
Sam maintained his pace, and only a few minutes from the beginning could he feel the power building: “Uhhh, uhhh, umph, umph!” He grunted.
“Yes, yes, my love, fuck that beautiful cum of yours into your whore!” She held him close to her breasts, whispering.
“I think you’re going to call yourself my whore more than I am,” Sam joked.
“I think so too. It sounds so naughty and dirty compared to saying, I’m your girlfriend or wife.”
“Hi, I’d like you to meet my slutty whore, Kathy, or, hi, let me introduce my mistress, Kathy, to you,” he laughed.
“How about you introduce me to your brother, Richard, and I say, ‘Hi, I’m Sam and Ellie’s slutty whore; it’s a pleasure to meet you.’”
“Saying you’re my whore to men might give them the impression that you’re available for fucking.”
“Would it please you to watch other men fuck your whore?”
“Maybe we’ll have to see if Ellie wants you to give it a try.”
“God, am I ever going to miss you!” She hugged him to her breasts.
“Is your marriage to Bernie really that bad?”
“Yes, it has become intolerable. He treats me and Sally like dirt. It’s more verbal abuse than physical, though he does hit and slap me. I can’t do anything good enough for him, and he criticizes everything I do or make. Plus, there’s no future here for Sally Anne except another generation of poverty. I’ve been to the library and researched the divorce laws for Kansas. We can be divorced if one of us deserts the marriage for six months or longer or, as you mentioned, confesses to cheating.”
“Has he beaten you or Sally?”
“A few times, we can usually hide the bruises.”
“Has he ever raped Sally?”
“Not yet, but I think he might get back at me. Now the opposite is true for you. I’d gladly let you fuck Sally because I know how gentle and loving you’d be with her.”
“Donny may not like me fucking his girlfriend,” Sam joked.
“Yes, she sure has taken a shine to him. I think she’s in love with Donny. I’ve seen them fucking, and he sure can satisfy her.”
“Maybe you’ll have to try Donny fucking you to compare our ability to make you cum,” he teased.
“You’d let Donny fuck me?”
“Why not? I’m sure he’s fantasized about fucking you; I sure have!” He smiled.
“This is farming territory, and family secrets don’t stay quiet very long with nosey wives to blabber. You know that Ruth and Aaron have a twenty-year-old daughter and three other children younger than five years of age. Rumor has it that Aaron fathered the three kids with his daughter. I’ve heard Seth Wilson enjoys sucking on the cocks of teenage boys.”
“I must live a shelter life because I’ve never heard any of those stories.”
“And if we lived here longer, people would find out that I’m your and Ellie’s whore.”
“Do you have any plans to get away from him?”
“I do. I’ve been sneaking money and hiding it, and I have almost saved up enough for Sally and me to take the train far away from him.”
“To Tamps Bay, I presume?”
“Yes, if you and Ellie would have me, have us in your lives.”
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