Chapter 4

Betty felt a momentary flicker of remorse after disrobing, but it quickly faded as he moved his mouth down her neck, planting warmly sucking kisses along the smooth curve of her hairline. She was still partially clothed in a pair of transparent nylon panties and a form-fitting bra that covered her lusciously uplifting breasts thrusting into the cups of his lewdly kneading hands.

Suddenly he released one hand. With an experienced snap of his fingers, he unclipped the tightly clasping halter and the two large white fully rounded tits swayed out, their erect nipples brushing his face as the bra dropped to the floor. He ran his tongue down between the lush cleavage and lighted his lips on one nipple that sprung out in diamond-chipped hardness at his first gently nibbling suck.

"Oh... oh... oh," she moaned and found her own hands coursing down his stomach

He moved one hand to the smoothly curving roundness of her nylon clad buttocks and cupped them while he continued sucking like a milking child on her breasts. God! those buttocks were as beautifully shaped as her tits, the thought flooded his mind. Her body was warm and soft against him; she lowered her face, pulling his lips from her breast and locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand began its instinctive search between their standing bodies for his rock-like hardness

He gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his rigidity. Damn, he had really gotten her going, and now all that was necessary was to move into the bedroom and continue what they were doing in there. "Let's get inside," he said.

She turned toward him, her face dazed-looking with passion. "Yes, we'll go into that nice big bedroom of yours, we will, won't we?" she breathed softly her hand still locked around his rapidly stiffening cock.

He moved off the balcony ahead of her, walked quickly into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed. He waited but she didn't follow. He listened for her voice, but all he heard was the sound of youthful laughter floating up from the large central patio below the apartment complex. Goddamn it, she must have suddenly lost her nerve!

"Bring the ice bucket in with you when you come, will you?" he shouted out cheerfully. "I'll get some more Scotch from the kitchen."

When he returned from the liquor cabinet, she was seated at the foot of the bed. She looked up at him and smiled, but it was only an attempt. She had pulled up the blinds part way and the light sliced through the diaphanous curtains in front of them and fell in dappled lines across the thick soft rug at her feet, making exotic patterns across her beautifully formed legs.

"Bob, I don't know if we should go through with it," she finally said. "I... I was moved by you out there, but now I don't know."

Bob shrugged and stomped assertively toward the dresser. He placed the fresh bottle of Scotch with two new tumblers on its ledge, then turned to her: "Finish what you start, baby. Do you have an idea what brother Kent and my little sex-kitten are doing right now?"

Betty flinched, then she leaned back on her elbows, propping up her sensuously reclining body. Christ, he just had to have her now, he couldn't wait a moment longer! She was performing like a cock-teaser... he couldn't blame her for acting that way, considering the situation... but that's exactly what she was!

He opened the liquor bottle, poured out two shots, and carried the glasses across the rug, setting Betty's down in front of her and dropping two fresh ice cubes into both glasses. "Drink," he commanded, a note of exasperation tingeing his voice.

Silently, she picked up her Scotch and sipped, then set it back down on the floor. He was lying next to her now, running his fingers down her sides in lightly playing circles and bringing her to another pitch of arousal that had been dampened momentarily when they had moved into the bedroom.

Suddenly he grabbed her, not being able to resist a moment longer. He pressed his lips to her mouth and kissed moistly, feeling her buttocks tighten against his hand resting on them and then, with dwindling reluctance, she kissed him warmly back. Her female odor was maddening, a perfume he didn't recognize, but that reminded him dimly of the freshness of spring azaleas. Her lips were soft and gave before the harsher pressure of his teeth with a yielding rubbery softness that sent tiny chills over his skin. He moved his hand to the elastic waistband of her white nylon panties and pulled them slowly down over the softness of her full round buttocks and let them drop to the floor.

Then he pivoted his body, wriggling slowly down her side, his lips kissing the firm curves of her softly quivering flesh. He pulled himself over her stomach and ran his tongue over her smooth flat belly, dipping his head to just above her softly waving curls of blonde pubic hair.

The shocking obscenity of what he was about to do made Betty recoil in sudden repugnance. "No... no! You can't do that! It's awful! Oh God!" Betty moaned and twisted, but Bob's heavy grip held her fast. "Please, my husband never has... done that to me... please!"

"Your sister-in-law..." he gasped. "She did it to your husband... it's only fair that you should have it, too," Bob answered, his eyes feasting hungrily on the thin coral lips.

He placed his palms flat against the inside of her thighs, his thumbs resting on the soft fleshy cuntal lips. She looked down at him hunched there on all fours now, pushing her legs wide apart and grinning up between her proudly upstanding breasts like a beast of prey ready to pounce on its helpless fear-stricken victim and devour it in savage feast. The moistly pinkening flesh of her naked vagina was presented up to his leering face in defenseless sacrifice and she lay frozen to the mattress, watching his tongue slowly circling his lips in nervous preparation for the ravishment about to take place.

He moved his face forward, careful not to shake the bed and alarm the sudden trust building inside her from the gentle touch he was subjecting her to now. He knew she wanted him to do it it was only a matter of showing some tenderness as he began. He swallowed deeply as his thumbs pressured slowly outward and her secret cavern flowered open to his frozen gaze until suddenly it was completely open and the soft inner flesh came into tantalizing view. It was pink and smooth and a slight moisture from her secretions was visible, glistening and wet on the soft inner flesh of her thighs. His mouth opened wide as he dropped his head closer to the moistly glistening mound. Then he buried the full length of his long slippery tongue snake-like into the warmly throbbing vaginal walls.

"Oh God," she moaned, not knowing whether to push his head away or to pull him closer to her secret genitals. "What are you doing to me?"

Again she jerked and a soul-searing moan escaped from her chest.

The tongue swiped once more, this time burrowing against the softly tingling bud of her clitoris. She ground back her buttocks in uncertain response and he licked again, his rapidly darting tongue circling around the steadily moistening cuntal lips, prodding at her clitoris and then exploring the silky, hair- fringed flanges in a relentlessly flicking movement.

"Oh... God... Bob, no, please stop," but his plunging head shook negatively, and he continued on.

She rolled her head back on the mattress, knowing that she couldn't get up and leave now when she had already gone so far as to kiss him and to hold his cock in her tightly squeezing hands. But now a new sensation swept over her that she hadn't been prepared for or at least hadn't been aware of before. Sensations that only an instant before had filled her with an inner revulsion were now sending out tiny pulses of pleasure through her groin... yes, it felt good, and she was being eaten and sucked and enjoying it just as Kent had writhed in ecstasy over Shirley's hotly devouring mouth between his legs!

Her hands moved sensuously downward over her warmly throbbing breasts and slid slowly across her smooth flat stomach, coming to rest on either side of his lips. "Yes, Bob, you're doing it good, goooooood," escaped sputtering from her open mouth.

His lips rounded and fully covered the hotly clasping opening and he thrust his tongue deep down into it, bringing a low guttural groan from Betty whose convulsively throbbing thighs pressed around either side of his moving head. Bob could feel the wet flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue as the walls of the warmly palpitating vaginal opening dilated and closed in a hungry little sucking motion, trying to pull it deeper within. Christ, he had her going now, his mind raged, and there was nothing that could stop her rampaging pussy from thrusting against his wetly skewering tongue, nothing in the goddamn world. Her heels pressed hard down against his back, trapping his body between her desperately straining thighs until he couldn't breathe; his nose was smashed tightly against the tiny hard bud of her clitoris above, breathing in the pungent odor of the lust juice that was now flowing in abundance from it. It incited his already stiffening cock to a hardness that he could no longer control he had to fuck his older brother's wife. God, he had to screw her now or he would explode his cum out all over the mattress.

"Oh, lick my pussy like that some more!" she moaned and dug her hands into his face, pulling it tighter and tighter into her updrawn legs that were opening and closing rhythmically around his bobbing head. "Yes, suck it, oh, suuuuuck!" she mewled and the cords of her neck stood out when she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair of his head.

Bob could stand it no longer. He wrenched his shoulders up from between her desperately clasping legs and lifted his torso over her, pressing his hands down to the sides of her excitedly squirming body for support. She was a tantalizing little piece of innocence and warmly opening sexuality lying below him: her honey- blonde hair streamed across her forehead and fell in gently outlining circles over her breasts; the full lips of her mouth opened and closed gasping for breath, and her small fists clasped and unclasped while she went through the agony of waiting for the renewed onslaught against her naked and exposed body.

"Oh god, why did you stop? It felt so good," Betty moaned, peering up at him as though she were a child being reprimanded for something she didn't quite understand. "I I never thought it would be like that, honest, I didn't, do you know that?"

Bob remained silent. She saw him kneeling on all fours over her, his face twisting lewdly, and her eyes trailed down his broad chest and stomach to the rigid pulsating pole that stood out like a hotly throbbing sword from the soft shadows of his groin.

"I'm going to fuck you now," her husband's younger brother panted. "It's time we got to the real business, isn't that right, honey?"

"Oooooooh," Betty groaned, a sudden flood of fear and the memory of what she had just let him do to her with his tongue between her legs sending a wave of humiliation through her body. Yet the very lewdness of his words had excited her more, if that were possible, and she fought within herself against this final surrender that would mean her total surrender to him.

"Open your legs wide, Betty," he spat out with an unexpected viciousness. "When you get this in you, you'll know what fucking is all about."

Quivering half in fear, half in anticipation, Betty opened her legs wide apart, wider than when he had his head lodged between them. Bob levered up over her, his arms stiff, his hands resting on her shoulders. He dropped one hand between their bodies taking the hard throbbing cock between his fingers and guided it forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the full fleshy lips of her cunt. She turned her head to the side on the mattress, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt its soft electrical contact against the sensitive ragged edges of her moistly dilating pussy.

"Oh oh, no," she whimpered, attempting a protest as she felt the first harsh pressure against the wet elastic opening of her vagina. Yes, she was moist down there from the constant suckings and lickings of his lips and tongue, yet he seemed larger and thicker than she would be able to take even in her wildly excited state.

He pushed.

"Aaaaaaagh," she moaned as he levered forward and just the tip slipped through, stretching the slightly resisting rubbery opening until Betty felt as though her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure.

He pushed again, the blood-gorged head forcing itself into the wetly clasping opening, and he felt her flesh give way, her full firm buttocks arching up to receive the full length of his relentlessly prodding cock. Shirley had been wrong, how wrong! His hot, puritanical little sister-in-law would be thrashing beneath him like a bucking mare any moment, and his wife had said that she would be too prudish to accept even a passing kiss! But this was too goddamn good to be true! She was driving him out of his mind! His obscene pleasure was heightened by the realization that he was finally getting even with his older brother Kent who had always been at the top of the class in school, Kent who had finally showed himself as a goddamn prodigy in business while Bob groped along as a half-success in his older brother's omnipresent shadow. Well, he was showing him now, he was fucking his little wife and fucking her good!