This story follows on from The Love of a Sister Ch. 01. It’s not wholly necessary to read that as this story does stand on its own, but I would encourage you to do so. In brief, Tom found out his wife was cheating on him suffering from sex addiction. He left her and moved in with his sister, Suzy. With two of her girlfriends they went on a holiday together and Tom found solace in the arms of all three. Returning home…..
Life descended back into its normal routine of working, eating and sleeping. Tom stayed at Suzy’s and although the spirit was willing the flesh was weak and they ended up sleeping together most nights. They kept their own rooms, but inevitably ended up together in one bed or the other. To be truthful it was not wholly for the sex, when that happened it was gentle and fulfilling, but for the comfort in each other although they knew that it could not be a long term future for them. They remained very close, intimately sharing their lives, nakedness no longer awkward between them.
One weekend they made the four hour journey to their parents’ house to celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary. They travelled up on Friday afternoon to beat the traffic and intended returning on Sunday, there being a family gathering on Saturday afternoon. Both thought it would be good to see their parents and to be together as a family again.
“Come on in, we were just watching a re-run of our wedding all those years ago on video, we hadn’t watched it for years but it’s so nice to see it all again.” Tom’s Mum realised what she’d just said, the implication being that Tom would not be wanting to do that in respect of his own wedding. Tom’s Mum and Dad knew about his marriage break up and were glad that he had his sister to lean on, his Dad was a little awkward about it but his Mum tried to be as positive and supportive as possible.
Their childhood bedrooms had long been converted into guest rooms, but they still gravitated to their old room to unpack. As Tom lay back on his bed and gazed at the ceiling, remembering his old model aeroplanes and the good times he’d had there, Suzy came in and sat on the side of the bed. “What’s up Bruv?” she asked.
“Just remembering the good times, Suzy,” he replied. They embarked on recalling some of those times with each other and friends. “What’s most memorable for you about this house Suzy?”
“All sorts of things,” she replied, “I lost my virginity in the room next door, it wasn’t necessarily the most memorable experience but certainly a milestone. I learned to pleasure myself, trying to keep the bed from squeaking.”
“Yes, I remember that,” said Tom, “I tried to watch you through the keyhole, but couldn’t really see anything, although I did see you naked once, you had a big hairy bush and your tits were smaller.”
“You dirty little boy,” she retorted, “but I watched you wanking once through a crack in the door. Now look where we are. You don’t regret what we’ve done do you Tom?” she asked, suddenly serious.
“No Suzy not at all, in fact quite the opposite but I just don’t know where my life is going at the moment. I am so happy with you, but I still have to sort my marriage to Melanie out. I think I just need time and if I can have that with you….?”
“Tom, you are welcome with me for as long as you like, to be honest I don’t know where I’m heading at the moment, so perhaps we’ll sort out our lives together?”
After dinner they all went to bed. Tom lay in the dark, listening to the old sounds of the house, the creaking as it settled from the dying heat. One creak was louder than the rest. The bed dipped and a familiar figure slid in beside him, “Are you mad? If Mum or Dad catch us there’ll be hell to pay.” Suzy’s only answer was to kiss him and to grasp his cock.
“Just do what we should have done all those years ago,” and she opened her legs wide and guided him into her waiting pussy. They tried to keep it quiet, muffling their excitement and trying to stop the bed creaking but when Tom came inside her the noise of their mutual orgasms could not be avoided.
They slept long and late, not realising the heavy curtains were keeping out the light. There was a gentle tap on the door and their Mum came in holding a cup of tea. She settled it down and opened the curtains. “Didn’t you sleep well son, I heard you tossing and turning all night?” She turned and saw Suzy enveloped in Tom’s arms. “Oh! Sorry I didn’t realise. I knew you were sharing a house but didn’t know you were sharing a bed. Are you having sex as well?”
“Mum, I’m sorry,” started Tom.
“No, don’t apologise, it’s none of my business as long as no-one gets hurt, particularly after what we did.”
“What do you mean Mum?”
“Well no-one outside the family knows this, but when we were young, your age or even a bit less, your Uncle Jim and Auntie Jean and us, well you know, we got very close. I don’t regret it, but it was wrong and I don’t want you to make the same mistakes as we did.”
“Mum, to be honest with you, yes we do have sex occasionally, but no-one is going to get hurt. We’re very careful and very few people know about it.”
“Well as long as your father doesn’t, then who am I to judge?” With that she left.
“I suppose I’ll have to share my tea with you now,” said Tom, laughing.
The afternoon’s celebrations went well and finally they were back at the house, settling in for the rest of the day. As the evening became night their Mum said, “Come on Dad, let’s leave these two to it and go to bed.” With that they said their goodnights and went upstairs.
Tom and Suzy settled down on the sofa and wondered if there was anything on TV. As they turned it on they noticed a tape in the old VHS machine that their parents had never got round to updating. Ejecting it they saw that it was their parents’ wedding video that they had been watching the previous day. Curious, they started it and saw that it had been paused at the end of the ceremony, intrigued they watched, seeing old family faces at the wedding then a brief section covering the reception, the first dance then the picture turned to snow.
Tom got up to turn it off when there was a flickering and an indistinct picture. A disembodied voice said, “That’s it, I think it’s working now.” The picture cleared, revealing a bed in what appeared to be a hotel room. On the bed was a man and a woman, her legs propped up and the man clearly kissing her between her legs. The picture zoomed in onto the action and his face could be seen licking at a hairy pussy. “That’s Uncle Jim!” exclaimed Suzy as the picture zoomed out onto the woman’s breasts then face.
“And that’s Mum!” The picture panned over the bed and they saw another woman they recognised as Auntie Jean lying with her legs apart masturbating furiously. The camera focussed on her then panned down to an erect penis. From what’s now known as a POV the penis was pushed up to her pussy and pushed in, to moans of pleasure. “Oh my God, that must be Dad.”
They had stumbled on their parents and Mum’s brother and his wife, filming an incestuous orgy! “That’s what Mum was on about this morning,” said Suzy looking at her brother. They couldn’t help but watch the action unfolding, Tom, conscious of a growing erection, unzipped his trousers to allow his prick some freedom. Suzy looked greedily at it and put her hand out to hold it, slowly rubbing it up and down.
Still entranced by the television picture, she stood up and pulling up her dress, slid her knickers down and off, then backed up to Tom. Reaching around once more, she took hold of his cock and guided it into her pussy, surprisingly wet thought Tom. Suzy bounced up and down on him, guided by Tom’s hands on her hips.
The camera had now clearly been put on a tripod as both couples could now be seen fucking doggie style, the two women face to face, even kissing each other. In a seemingly co-ordinated action both men pulled out and pushed their rampant cocks into the waiting mouths of their wives, ejaculating wildly, spunk splashing everywhere.
Tom reached up to cup Suzy’s tits through her bra and spurted deep inside her as she reached down to her clit, rubbing it frantically before finally collapsing off Tom onto the sofa as she came. The picture went back to snow again. “Wow, who would have thought that?” Engrossed with each other neither of them saw the shadow creep back upstairs, nor the smile on their mother’s face.
Breakfast the next morning was a bit awkward to say the least, Tom and Suzy didn’t quite know where to look, visions of their parents participating in an orgy constantly flitting across their minds. Their Dad excused himself and disappeared. “You watched the tape then?” their Mum suddenly said.
Tom and Suzy looked at each other. “Yes Mum, sorry, how did you know?”
“I went to put it away this morning and saw that that it wasn’t paused at the same place. And I saw you.”
“Mum…”
“Not a word more, it was beautiful watching you enjoy each other, it brought back so many memories, I nearly went and woke your father up! Just be careful is all I have to say. We were lucky, we are all still the best of friends, but that sort of thing can destroy families and friendships.”
No more was said and they set off in the afternoon for home. It was late when they walked in the house so they just settled down for the night. Tom was just relaxing in bed when Suzy came in just wearing a pair of panties. Tom raised an eyebrow. “Period just started, but I want to sleep with you. Do you mind?” Tom just lifted the bed covers inviting her in. “I do warn you, I get very horny when I’m on.”
“I’ll cope,” said Tom.
He was awakened in the morning by the bed shuddering. Looking across he saw Suzy lying on her front, frantically humping her hand. “Need to cum,” she said through gritted teeth. Tom started to rub her back, pressing down hard feeling the heat from the friction. “Yes, just what I need, yes, here it comes.” At that Tom slid his hand down inside the back of her panties, and finding her anus pressed a finger hard into it. Suzy bucked violently in the bed, then turning towards him seized him in a giant hug and squeezed for all she was worth. “God, if you do that to me every time I’ll never complain about a period again.”
Tom ignored his hard on and got out of bed for his shower. He stood under the hot water massaging his still hard cock when the bathroom door opened. “Sorry again, I’ve got to get a move on. Do you mind?” Tom shook his head. “Sorry, look away.” Despite the warning he didn’t and saw Suzy drop her panties then pull on the string between her legs, a tampon emerging from her pussy. He watched her wrap it then dispose of it as she looked up and caught him looking. “I warned you.”
Tom indicated his hard on, “Doesn’t seem to have upset me too much. Now come here.” Suzy climbed in the shower under the downpour. Pushing her against the wall and prising her legs open with his knees Tom flexed his legs and lining up his cock pushed it into her pussy. He thrust into her and began furiously hammering away until seemingly within minutes, he grunted and came hard, his cock flooding her with spunk. He withdrew his shrinking cock and Suzy’s pussy suddenly released a combination of fluids, running down her legs with the shower water.
“Suzy, nothing about you could ever shock me or turn me off.”
Suzy looked at him, “Men! I’ll never understand them!”
They received an invitation for Saturday for dinner with Philly and Trudi, who had now finally come out as gay, and had decided to co-habitat. Philly’s leg was healing and she was now just on a support boot. Tom had vague recollections of Philly from school, but being a female rugby player, and confirmed Lesbian, he had a certain expectation in mind. When she opened the door he was gobsmacked, yes she was solidly built but she had a beautiful face with strong features. Her body was well developed, but what captivated him was her smile.
“Tom, I’ve heard so much about you and your exploits in France as an honorary girl, I can’t wait to see if you match up to expectations.” Suddenly she grinned, “Gotcha! Don’t worry, I know what goes on tour stays on tour.” She laughed and suddenly everyone was joining in.
The evening was most cordial, Trudi as ever being most indiscreet about their holiday in France, Tom found himself blushing at her tales, particularly in relation to the episodes between the two of them. “Really?” asked Philly, “You stood there and watched a gangbang, then fucked each other senseless? I really did miss something there because of this,” she indicated her leg. “Mind you, you should have seen how the other girl ended up!”
Bedtime arrived and they said their goodnights, Tom and Suzy just cuddling before they went to sleep. Tom awoke about two o’clock bursting for a pee. Getting up quietly to avoid waking the household, he felt his way into the bathroom and pulled the door to. Realising he was not going to be able to pee without putting the light on he settled for the alternative and sat down on the toilet. His pee was starting to flow in earnest when the door suddenly flew open and the light snapped on.
“Bloody hell!” Blinking the glare away he looked up and saw Philly, stark naked hobbling into the bathroom using a crutch. Her body was as he’d imagined it, not exactly muscular but very well-toned, her breasts small and her pubic hair trimmed into a broad landing strip below which peeked out a pair of pussy lips. “What are you doing in here? Stupid question, same as me I suppose. Finished yet?” Tom nodded. “Well stand up and you can help me then, it’s a bloody nightmare with this leg.”
Tom stood, mindful of his now erect prick. “Never mind that,” Philly barked, “help me sit on this seat.” They manoeuvred round each other in the quite small bathroom and Tom helped Philly to sit, conscious that his cock was pretty much rubbing against her breast and only inches from her mouth. Her piss burst from her, splashing loudly in the water as Tom made to leave. “Don’t go, I’ll need a hand up.” His eyes were drawn to the V of her legs, the crinkly hair, the pee visibly flooding out of her.
The stream stopped and Philly grabbed a handful of toilet paper and opening her legs wide wiped her pussy dry, Tom could see her lips spreading and the pinkness inside. “That’s better, now pull me up.” Tom complied. As she rose she grabbed hold of his cock and fondled it briefly. “Right, put this episode in the old wank bank and go back to Suzy and sort it out. I’m going to lick some serious pussy.”
Dazed, Tom returned to bed where Suzy was snoring gently. He lay on his back playing with his cock, his mind going over and over what he’d just witnessed as his stroking became more meaningful and he knew he’d have to cum before he could get off to sleep again. “Are you masturbating?” came a puzzled voice from beside him. He related the last 10 minutes to Suzy and was surprised when all she did was turn on her back and open her legs. “If I’m going to have to wait until you’ve got yourself off then I might as well enjoy it too.” Tom grinned and manoeuvred himself between her legs, easing his cock into Suzy’s pussy.
They moved gently together, Tom entering deeper and deeper as her juices flowed. Finally he was fully inside her and their movements gained in intensity. The headboard banged against the wall and embarrassed, Suzy called for him to slow down to prevent it. “Bugger that, she was the one that got me into this state, she can bloody well listen to me getting out of it,” and he increased the vigour of his strokes causing even more noise.
He came, Suzy’s nails digging in his back, “And she can find the stain on the sheets as well!” he added as he pulled out of her gaping pussy followed by a stream of cum.
They met over breakfast, “Got it out of your system then Tom?” asked Philly, “Trudi’s told me all about your pee fetish, if I’d known about it last night we could have had much more fun!” They all laughed at his mock embarrassment, “Next time I’m coming on holiday with you all, broken leg or not!”
Katy was a frequent visitor to Suzy’s house, she and Suzy were really good friends and sometime lovers, and Tom tended to allow them their space when she was there, although he was occasionally invited to participate, which usually just meant sleeping in the same bed. It was a strange but very loving set up, one where he felt very comfortable especially around Katy. Neither woman claimed to be lesbian or even bi-curious, they just had a relationship that sometimes crossed over into the physical.
Tom wandered home one late Saturday evening, he’d been to watch the rugby and had stayed rather longer than he intended with his mates drinking beer, then had ended up having a pizza and some wine so he was truly mellow as the cab dropped him off outside Suzy’s house. Katy’s car was on the drive and the lights were still on in the lounge as he went in. “Had a good evening girls?” he enquired a little tipsily.
“Great thanks, Tom, Katy’s not stopping long.” Tom kissed them both good night and crawled into bed falling asleep immediately. He awoke some hours later, his bladder at bursting point. His bed was empty and he surmised that Suzy had decided, probably wisely, to let him sleep alone. Going into the bathroom, he relieved himself of the pressure in his bladder and started back to his room, but hesitated as he saw Suzy’s door ajar. “Fuck it!” he thought, “I haven’t got work tomorrow and it will be nice to wake up to a nice warm body,” and with that he pushed the door open and went in.
He could just about make out a lump in the bed and pulling back the duvet he slid in, cuddling up to the warm body lying on her side, facing away from him. His arm encircled her chest and his hand found a naked breast which he cupped, squashing it back into her body which he felt tensing then relaxing. Nuzzling her neck he kissed behind her ears, then slid his hand down to her midriff, then further down towards her pussy expecting to find her crinkly pubic hair.
Surprised to find none he presumed she had shaved it off again as she had when they were in France. “That’s probably what Katy was doing here,” he thought, “girls’ night in, doing their nails, and such girly stuff.” His finger found the top of her slit and her clitoris which he played with, initially pinching the prominent bud, then twiddling when it hardened. Her body began to move slightly, reacting to his touch and pushing back against his cock which was now starting to stiffen despite the beer he’d consumed.
She rolled more onto her back and he slid two fingers into her moist pussy feeling its familiar warmth. Gently playing with her pussy he kissed her breasts, sucking on the engorged nipples, causing a fresh rush of pussy juice to flood his fingers. Judging the time was right, Tom rolled over on top of her, his knees prying her legs apart, and sliding forward, the end of his cock found her opening. Slowly he slid in relishing the tightness of her pussy as her vaginal walls expanded to accommodate his girth. Murmurs of appreciation came from beneath him as she moved in harmony with his thrusts. He could hear her breathing rasping as her arousal grew and he redoubled his efforts. “You’re feeling deliciously tight tonight Suzy, have you been doing your Kegel exercises?”
“I have, actually Tom,” came a voice from beside him, “but that’s Katy’s pussy you’re fucking.” Tom stopped, suddenly very sober and reached forward to turn on the bedside lamp. Sure enough Katy’s face looked up at him, a broad grin plastered across her face, turning his head he saw Suzy with an equally large grin on hers.
“Are you going to finish this or do I have to get my reliable friend out again?” laughed Katy, pulling her Rampant Rabbit from under the pillow. Tom looked enquiringly at Suzy.
She nodded her consent, “Yes, hurry up Tom, I was enjoying that nearly as much as Katy.” She pulled down the covers to reveal a pink dildo embedded in her pussy which she proceeded to move in and out, turning it on to vibrate as Tom resumed his thrusting, building up to his orgasm.
“I’m cumming Katy,” he gasped in a strangled voice.
“Yes, inside me Tom.” Just as he came he felt something hard press up against his anus, sending a tingling sensation through him. He sprayed cum, coating the inside of her pussy and felt the object pushed harder against his sphincter, almost penetrating, causing his cock to be forced deeper into Katy’s pussy as he could not back out.
Finished he gasped, “What’s that?”
Suzy held up her dildo, glistening wet from her juices. “I thought you might like to have a taste of anal Tom, you men go on about it all the time, now you can see how it feels,” and with that she pushed harder, the tip just penetrating Tom’s arse. In all honesty it wasn’t too bad although Tom did consider the fact that it was barely in.
“OK enough, I get the point – literally.” Suzy withdrew the dildo. “I’ve never pressured you for anal, what brought that on?” Tom asked. Suzy explained that they had been talking about it earlier whilst playing with themselves and each other. “So what would get you to do it?” asked Tom.
“A man I loved and about a million quid,” replied Suzy.
“A man I loved and a bit too much to drink,” admitted Katy, “I quite like the idea!”
“Don’t put ideas into his head Katy. By the way, I get first dibs on him in the morning, you’ve had your fun!”
Morning came and Tom rose early, leaving the two girls cuddled together. He went down into the kitchen and sat down with a cup of tea. Deep inside Tom knew he was going to have to do something about his marriage. His wife had done as he asked and not made any contact, he thought he still loved her but felt so betrayed by her persistent infidelity, topped by having bareback sex in the marital bed, that he wasn’t certain if he could live with it. Matters were taken out of his hands however when a handwritten envelope fell onto the door mat. It was a letter from Melanie asking for a meeting between the two of them the following Saturday morning. She begged for his forgiveness and said she had been undergoing therapy for her sex addiction for some time and wanted to have another go at making the marriage work. She ended by professing her love for him.
Tom knew the time had come to make a decision and the first step was to agree to the meeting at their old house. He arrived and courteously rang the bell, preferring not to use his key. He hadn’t set foot in the place since the incident and he was pleasantly surprised how much like home it felt when Melanie invited him in.
They sat facing each other, Melanie on the sofa and Tom in an armchair opposite. She reiterated her love for him and promised to tell him the whole truth to clear the air, but suggested that if they decided to get back together there could be no ongoing recriminations. She confessed to being unfaithful with other men before Tom found out, she did not love any of them but found the lure of sex with them irresistible. “The thrill of the chase,” she termed it.
She had brought only one of them to their house, the day Tom discovered them, and she apologised once more for her lapse of judgement.
Tom exploded in anger.
“Lapse of judgment, you sound like a politician caught cheating on his expenses, it was a huge fucking cock up!” he shouted.
Melanie looked at him, “That was the problem Tom, it wasn’t. His cock was so small that the condom came off and he actually came inside me, it really wasn’t intentional.” Tom looked at her, amazed at the discussion they were having as suddenly the absurdity of it hit them both and they burst out laughing, real deep belly laughs. Their eyes met and before they realised what was happening they were ripping the clothes off each other. Tom pulled her jumper over her head and pulled her bra up over her tits, not bothering to undo it as she ripped his shirt off and he lifted her skirt up and pulled her knickers off her while she was fighting to undo his trousers.
His cock came free, his erection huge and he pulled her to the floor and in one motion rammed it deep inside her. They fucked furiously, this was no reconciliation love making, this was raw animal lust and within minutes Tom was spewing his seed inside her as she threw back her head in pleasure, “Yes Tom, fuck me, fuck me.”
Spent he rolled off her, panting. They lay in silence looking up at the ceiling. “If I come back it has to be on condition that there is no more fucking around and that you continue with your therapy.”
“Ok, but I’m going to need help. I crave the excitement so you’re going to have to provide it. Always spicing up our sex life, if you give me what I need at home there won’t be a need to go elsewhere.”
“OK, that applies for me as well and I won’t be unfaithful to you.”
Tom agreed to move back in the next day. Leaving Suzy was going to be heart breaking, but he knew that there could be no long term future with her, no children and if the authorities ever found out about them then, well incest was illegal.
He returned to Suzy and told her. She accepted the situation with equanimity, but he could see the loss in her eyes. They slept apart that night although in truth neither of them slept much, tears racking their bodies, sobs stifled by pillows.
As he left the next day he held her, “Remember we’re still brother and sister, we can still be close, and we’ll still always be there for each other.”
He arrived home, as he realised he had to call it, and was greeted warmly by Melanie. There was tension and wariness between them, something he hoped would dissipate quickly. Forgiving might be possible, forgetting would be vastly different, Tom knew he’d been unfaithful as well, but at least his had been after the break up, not before which in his mind that was the key difference.
He and Melanie skated around each other most of the day until bed time when they looked at each other. “Do you want to sleep with me Tom?” she asked.
“That’s why I came back, to be man and wife again.” They rose and holding hands ascended the stairs to their bedroom. Melanie had repainted since he left and he could see that the bed was new. Perhaps this was going to work, he though, perhaps she had changed, as they undressed each other slowly, familiarity coming back and got into bed. Turning to face each other Melanie reached down for his cock, semi erect already, Tom touched her face then let his hand fall naturally to her breast, pushing her onto her back. He kissed her on the lips, gently to start with then with more passion, all the while fondling her breasts.
Spinning round he trailed kissed down her body until he reached the V in her legs which she opened for him, his mouth finding her hairy vulva, kissing and licking, a finger inserted then two. Images sprang unbidden to his brain, Suzy’s pussy then Melanie’s with spunk dribbling out of it. He forced them away and concentrated on the present. Quickly he positioned his body between her legs, his cock against the opening to her love tunnel and he pushed in, finding her wet. Gently they moved together, finding their old rhythm, familiar feelings and habits resurfacing. He remembered how she used to raise her right arm as her orgasm started, and the way she held him.
Without warning he came, filling her up, but knowing he had not satisfied her. “Sorry,” he apologised.
“Don’t worry,” she replied, “it will take a while.” He rolled off and watched as her hand went to her pussy and she started frigging herself, masturbating until she orgasmed, then he held her until they drifted off to sleep.
Tom awoke as the light was permeating through the curtains, looking at the digital alarm he saw it was only six o’clock, another hour before they had to get up. The head on the pillow was unfamiliar and for a moment he was confused but then it all came back. Melanie was face down on the bed and Tom looked at her sleeping from, she did have a very attractive body, one he’d always loved. His cock started to stiffen and he wondered if there was time before work to make up for last night’s failure.
He reached out and fondled her bum, remembering its curves and he slipped his hand between her legs, touching her pussy. Melanie stirred, “Mmmm.” Tom rolled over on top of her, her cock pushing up between her legs which she opened to allow him access. He began to push into her, unable to really know what he was pushing against. “Careful, or you’ll end up in my bum,” admonished Melanie.
“That wouldn’t be such a bad thing would it?” asked Tom.
“Perhaps not, but not now.” As she lifted her hips slightly making his target available, his cock slid into her pussy and he moved in and out slowly, nuzzling her neck and rasping his stubble across her shoulders and back. “Let’s do this properly.” With that Melanie raised herself onto her knees, her arse magnificently in the air, her rosebud exposed, “Now fuck me properly.” Tom lined his cock up and slipped it once more into her pussy, which was now thoroughly wet. Whilst in this position he could penetrate her more deeply, and although the sight of her arse was certainly exciting, he missed the full body skin to skin contact of the previous position. He craved the warmth of the contact rather than the sexuality of the position.
Nevertheless he found his arousal rising, the sight of her tits swinging below her body and her arsehole winking at him. Melanie’s hand snaked between her legs, rubbing her clit, frigging ever faster. With a cry her orgasm burst on her, her pussy clamping hard onto his dick. She fell forward onto the bed, his cock falling out of her. She pushed him back on the bed and greedily took his cock in her mouth, right to the back of her throat, squeezing and rubbing the base, all the time looking into his eyes. He came, pouring the first ropes straight down her throat, Melanie swallowing them with relish, then it was too much for her and her mouth filled with cum and she dribbled it out onto his stomach where she played with it, drawing patterns with her fingers.
“Come on, let’s shower,” said Tom and led her into the bathroom. The shower was over the bath and Melanie leaned forward to run the water and set the temperature correctly. Absentmindedly Tom went over to the toilet and lifting the seat aimed his now flaccid cock and started peeing. Hearing the noise Melanie turned to him.
“I’ve never seen you doing that before, you’ve always said it was a private moment. I like the idea though,” and as he finished she sat down and peed. “There, now we’ve mixed our pee together, let’s make that a new start for us.” They got in the shower together and the water highlighted Tom’s darker skin. “Is that an all over tan you’ve got?” Tom admitted that he’d been on holiday to France in the summer and had visited a nudist beach, but emphasised that he didn’t know it was compulsory nude until he got there.
“Who did you go with?” asked Melanie a little aggressively.
“Suzy and a couple of her girlfriends,” replied Tom a little evasively.
Clearly Melanie was not happy but in the circumstances she could not exactly have a go at him. “Your sister’s OK but that’s a strange set she hangs out with.” Wisely Tom kept quiet.
They settled back into a routine and were getting on much better than Tom could have hoped for. Both had to tread on eggshells occasionally, but on the whole it seemed to be working. Their sex life was as good as ever if not better, and they had become a lot more open with each other, confiding feelings and desires. They sat one evening together watching a film on television, Eyes Wide Shut, Tom was reclining in the corner of the sofa and Melanie, having had a bath was dressed in a baggy tee shirt and was lying back against him.
The film was pretty raunchy for mainstream TV and Tom could feel his cock starting to react. Clearly Melanie was feeling much the same as in the light given off by the screen Tom could see her hand creeping down to her crotch. Soon her body began to move and he realised she was masturbating, excited by the action on screen. He eased up the back of her shirt and reached round to cup her breasts and finding the nipple hard to his touch rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, kissing her neck which he knew was a favourite of hers.
Her hands rubbed at her pussy in a circular movement, slowly increasing their pace then as the climactic orgy scene showed, she thrust two fingers into her pussy, her palm pressing on her clit. Tom could hear how wet she was. Her body bucked as she came, her eyes glued to the activity on screen. Turning to Tom she straddled him and dug his now fully erect cock out of his track pants, then guiding it with her hand she impaled herself on his manhood and began to ride him furiously. She crossed her arms and grasping the hem of her shirt pulled it over her head. His hands found her bouncing tits and squeezed them, their lips mashing together. She came again, her pussy in spasms and Tom burst forth inside her. As they calmed she said, “I’d love to go to a party like that, can you imagine it? Mmmm, that would really get me off.” Guiltily Tom recalled some of the times in France, but remembering the love and tenderness, somehow they seemed different to what he’d witnessed.
On another occasion he’d come home from work horny, expecting to find Melanie waiting for him, running through in his mind what he was going to do with her. Unexpectedly she wasn’t there and somewhat put out, sat down in front of the TV. As usual there was very little on so he started playing with his phone and called up one of his favourite porn sites. Opening a clip he cast it to the TV and there in front of him was one of his favourites, Debbie does Dallas.
He began to wank, relishing in the feeling, and the enjoyment of the sex on screen, he could feel his sap rising when two hands clasped over his eyes from behind the sofa. “Shit!” he thought, “Busted having a wank.” Expecting a tirade he was surprised to see that Melanie had removed all of her clothes and she came to stand in front of him, facing the screen, then lewdly bent forward exposing her arsehole and pussy to his gaze, then she moved back and sat on his lap, his cock sliding into her warm, inviting vagina. Arms braced on his legs she lifted and lowered herself on his cock until he started to cum, filling her with his seed.
She slid off him, then kneeling down took him into her mouth, licking and sucking him clean. “You could at least have waited for me,” she said, “now you owe me one!”
During the following weeks and months Tom kept in close touch with his sister, Suzy, meeting her for lunch at least once a week. She was pleased that he seemed to be getting on well with Melanie, and hoped that they would make a real go of their marriage this time. She missed him though, both physically and his mere presence in her home. On these occasions she kept him updated on the news from Katy, Trudi and Philly the last two still living together. Increasingly though Tom noticed that Suzy spoke more of Katy and he wondered if there was a growing attachment between them.
One day Suzy surprised him, “Tom, why don’t you and Melanie come round for dinner on Saturday, stay over so you don’t have to drive. I haven’t really seen her since you got back together and we’re all family so it’s important for us to keep close.” Tom agreed and conveyed the invitation to his wife that evening. She seemed happy with it, although Tom accepted that she might find it a little awkward given the past, but knew that Suzy’s friendly nature would soon put her at ease.
Arriving on Saturday bearing wine and flowers they were greeted at the door by Suzy, beautifully dressed but with a cooking apron around her. “Come on in, it so good to see you.” Melanie and Suzy kissed and hugged and Tom had high hopes for the evening. “I hope you don’t mind,” she addressed the pair of them, “but I’ve invited a dear friend to join us.” With that she ushered them into her open plan living space.
There standing by the kitchen island was Katy looking equally gorgeous. Tom hadn’t seen her since reconnecting with his wife and he had forgotten just how good she looked. He introduced them, and the two women greeted each other politely, air kissing. They sat around having pre-dinner drinks chatting inconsequentially as Suzy continued to prepare the dinner although Tom noticed that Melanie seemed to be hitting the drink quite hard and he supposed that she felt little nervous.
Dinner was served and they sat down, Tom beside Melanie and Katy opposite him. The food was excellent and they tucked in, washing it down with some very mellow French wine. “Is this the stuff you brought back from your holiday in France?” enquired Melanie of Tom’s sister.
“No, actually I got it at Sainsbury’s,” laughed Suzy, wondering just what Tom had revealed to his wife about their time on holiday.
“Did you go to France as well?” Meanie directed her question sweetly to Katy.
“Yes, actually I did, although I spent most of the time with Trudi, the other friend who came with us,” she answered, obviously trying to deflect Melanie’s line of questioning.
“Quite a little harem you had Tom, perhaps we can see the photos later on?”
Providentially they had just finished the main course and Suzy was able to disrupt the conversation by getting up to clear the dishes away. Quickly Tom interjected, “Have you heard anything of Trudi recently, I haven’t seen or heard of her since the summer?” he asked pointedly.
“Yes, she’s fine, still living with Philly.”
“Living as in sharing a house, or living as a couple?” asked Melanie, an edge to her voice.
“Oh, I think they’re in quite a solid relationship now,” replied Katy, thinking to emphasise that Trudi was gay and not a threat to Tom and Melanie.
“I see.” Fortunately that was the end of the conversation about France and the evening proceeded a little more smoothly as the dessert arrived. Matters continued to improve, Melanie turning on the charm and Tom began to relax until the time came to wind up and go to bed.
“Are you getting a cab home?” enquired Melanie of Katy.
“No, I’m staying over as well,” she replied.
“Oh,” was the only response, Melanie clearly aware that Suzy only had a two bedroomed house.
Goodnights exchanged they went to their respective rooms and Tom shut the door behind them. “I wasn’t aware that your sister was gay as well?” asked Melanie.
Tom stumbled in his response, “Well, I don’t think she is really, but I know that she and Katy are very close.”
“Close enough to sleep in the same bed it seems.” With that she undressed and got into bed naked. Tom joined her and they turned to cuddle each other, part of their new nightly ritual. Pulling her in to him he grasped her buttocks and squeezed her tightly against him, Melanie’s lips found his and they kissed, gently at first then with increasing passion. Tom’s hand found her breast then snaked down between her legs, “If you’re going to start that then I need a pee,” Melanie said, “I should have gone before we came to bed really.” With that she got out of bed and still naked, opened the door onto the landing which she crossed to get to the bathroom. He heard her peeing then she reappeared and got back into bed, not shutting the door.
“Now where were we?” With that she pulled back the duvet and kneeling between his legs took his burgeoning cock in her mouth. Anyone passing the door would have a clear view, not only of their activities but also her pussy and arse. Tom suspected that Melanie was making a statement and he knew there was no point trying to stop her as that could only result in a loud and embarrassing scene.
She fellated him for a while then moved up Tom’s body until her knees were stride his shoulders, her pussy inches from his mouth. “Your turn now, eat my pussy like I know you can.” Tom obeyed, driven partly by trying to placate his wife and partly, if he were honest, because he was turned massively on. Never an overt exhibitionist, he nevertheless enjoyed watching and being watched. If Suzy or Katy chanced to pass then door then they truly would be on display.
Tom licked and kissed Melanie from arsehole to clit, feeling the moisture initially ooze from her, then flood his mouth, she tasted sweet and he was relishing the raw sex with his wife. Abruptly Melanie moved back down his body and grabbing his still very erect cock slipped it into her waiting pussy, she felt amazingly wet and hot inside, her tightness squeezing Tom’s cock as never before.
Holding his hands intertwined with her own she began to rock her hips, his cock sliding in and out, the feeling exquisite. Melanie began to get vocal, “That’s right Tom, push it in deep, yes, I can feel you right inside me. God I love your cock.” Whilst she could on occasions be vocal this was quite new and again Tom realised she was marking her territory, stamping him as hers in his sister’s house.
“Yes Tom, fuck my cunt, fill me up with your big prick, stretch my pussy.” She was by now getting louder and Tom could see through the act, but knew he was powerless to stop it. He caught a movement from behind Melanie on the landing, but looking closely in the dim light cast by the streetlamp outside he could see nothing. Then there it was again, a flash of a pale face against the blackness. Trying not to draw attention to it he looked again and could make out Katy’s face and then as she moved closer to the open doorway her body, naked in the dim light.
Melanie continued her onslaught on his cock, her vocalisations gaining power, “Yes Tom, my cunt wants you inside, fuck me harder. Fill me up with your cock.” Behind Melanie Tom could now see Katy fairly clearly, one hand clasping her breast, the other working between her legs, her pussy still bald although it was too dim for Tom to see her in detail.
Melanie’s motions became much more vigorous, she was bucking her hips now, his cock nearly escaping each time. Behind her Katy and flexed her knees and had thrust her middle and ring fingers into her pussy, almost matching Melanie’s frantic pace, her other hand literally mauling her breasts, squeezing, pinching and pulling her nipple. Tom was having difficulty holding back his orgasm, and he knew he could not hold out long against the twin sights of his wife riding him, her tits bouncing violently in front of him and Katy behind her.
Suddenly he felt a flood of wetness escape from Melanie’s pussy. With a roar she came, shouting “Yes Tom I’m cumming, fuck my cunt, fuck me, AAAARRRRGGGHHH.” It was too much for Tom and he exploded in her, his cum expelled forcefully from his cock, splattering her cervix.
Dimly he could make out Katy bent nearly double as she was obviously cumming, then she straightened and walked forward. For one moment he thought she was going to come in, but an arm reached out from behind her and guided her away, Suzy’s face dark with anger in the dim light. As Tom calmed from his orgasm he knew that he had some apologising to do.
As the light began to filter in, Tom woke needing to pee, silently he slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom. Finished he emerged and looked at Suzy’s firmly closed door, briefly tempted to go in and begin his apologies but realised that would be a most inappropriate thing to do. Reluctantly he returned to bed closing their door to find Melanie stirring who cuddled up to him, “That was fantastic last night, strange beds to peculiar things to me.”
“You were a little loud, in fact more than a little, it got quite embarrassing.”
“So what if your sister and her lover did get upset, you’re mine and I wanted to show them.”
“You’d better shower, I’m getting up,” responded Tom testily. He pulled on his clothes and went downstairs to find Suzy and Katy sitting at the kitchen island, cups of tea in their hand. “I am so sorry for that last night, I really don’t know what got into her.”
“I do,” snapped Suzy, “she fucking screamed it at us for half the night.” Tom realised what he had said, and couldn’t help but giggle. Katy suddenly nearly spat out her tea and within seconds the three of them were laughing.
“I need to apologise too, Tom, I know you saw me watching, I didn’t mean to, but….”
“OK, I think we just have to move on,” said Suzy, “lesson learned, wear ear muffs and blindfolds next time you come to stay!”
Back home the next day, Tom and Melanie were sitting quietly when Melanie said, “Tom, you know that film we were watching a while ago, Eyes Wide Shut?” Tom nodded, “Well do you think we could find one of those parties to go to. Just think how exciting it would be.”
“I’m sorry Melanie, I know we promised to spice up our sex lives, but an orgy, really? You think that would help us? I don’t want to be watching you get fucked by every Tom, Dick and Harry, even if I’m free to do the same. No, the line has to be drawn somewhere and that’s well beyond it.”
“What about just some friends then? There’s this girl at work, she and her husband have been to those parties and they say they’re really great, perhaps we could just have them round and see what happens?”
“Mel, you’re the only woman I want, I love you and I think our sex life is great, I don’t want to mess it up, particularly with friends or even people from your work. Sorry, end of story.” Tom could see that Melanie was a little disappointed by his reaction, but she soon seemed to get over it and no more was said.
Friday night came and Tom was looking forward to a good weekend. He squeezed by Melanie’s car on the drive and opened his front door, the house was quiet and he kicked off his shoes and went upstairs to change. Pushing open the bedroom door he was totally astounded to see Melanie and an attractive blonde sitting on the bed, each dressed only in bra and panties, a selection of dildos and vibrators scattered on the bed. Each girl was holding one to her panty covered pussy and the stranger was clasping her breast.” Oh Tom, I didn’t realise the time, err, this is Louise, the girl I was telling you about from work, her husband is away all weekend and I invited her round. Somehow we ended up here, trying these out. Do you want to join in?” It seemed as though alcohol had been involved somewhere along the line as both girls were a little tipsy.
“Yes Tom, come on.” whispered Louise suggestively, rubbing her vibrator along her pussy, clearly separating her labia, the outline quite clear under the material of her panties.
“Much as I am tempted Louise, I don’t think so. I’ll be downstairs Melanie when you’re ready.” Both girls re-appeared a quarter of an hour later, looking a bit sheepish.
Louise went up to Tom, “I’m sorry Tom, all that got a bit out of hand. Can we start again? I’m Louise, pleased to meet you Tom.”
Tom couldn’t help but laugh and the ice was broken. In all honesty Tom admitted to himself they had a really enjoyable evening, Louise was a charming girl and there was no more suggestive talk at all. Eleven o’clock came and Louise rose, “I must call an Uber,” she said and got her phone out.
Melanie looked at Tom, “Nonsense, Louise, stay the night, the spare room’s all made up.” Tom nodded and Louise, after ensuring she would not be causing any trouble agreed. They had a couple more drinks then retired for the night.
Given the drink Tom had consumed he slept heavily, waking to a strange sensation, a warm wetness engulfing his cock. Coming to a little more, he realised there was a mouth attached to the feeling and it was sucking him off. “What a way to be woken up,” went through his mind. The feeling ceased and still bleary with heavy sleep he became aware of a weight pressing down on his midriff, then his cock was once more engulfed in warmth, a body began to move and he marvelled at how Melanie could surprise him still.
He moved with her, his hands guiding her hips, then rising to cup her full breasts which he fondled. Coming more awake he realised that these breasts were not big enough to be Melanie’s, reaching out he turned on the light, and blinking in its harshness saw the outline, then the detail of Louise astride his hips, his cock embedded deeply in her bald pussy.
“What the fu…?”
“It’s OK Tom, I’m here as well,” Melanie’s voice came from beside him and looking around he saw her lying beside him a dildo pushed to the hilt in her pussy, “just relax and let Louise take care of you.” Louise began to move again, and try as he might Tom couldn’t bring himself to push her off. Instinctively he know this was wrong on every level, against all he had tried to do since he and Melanie had got together again, but the flesh was weak.
Melanie sat up, then kneeling forward kissed him deeply, still working the dildo in and out of her pussy, Tom’s hand crept between them and toyed with her clit, “Mmm, just what I like.” Despite himself Tom’s sap rose and he started to cum. As he did so, Louise pulled his cock out of her and wanked it furiously in the direction of Melanie’s face and mouth which she opened to receive his cum, gratefully licking her lips and lapping more into it. She sat up and kissed Louise full on the mouth, Tom could see them exchanging his spunk. Melanie pulled away and thrusting the dildo deep into her, orgasmed, her body shuddering.
“Just me now,” said Louise and wriggled up to Tom’s mouth, pushing her vulva against it. Unable to restrain himself Tom licked at her, pushing his tongue into her, watching as she rubbed her clit until she too straightened her legs and thrusting three fingers into her pussy, came explosively.
All three collapsed back onto the bed, Tom bewildered by the course of events and not a little disappointed with himself for participating in them. Melanie cuddled up to him, “Great wasn’t it Tom, see I told you it would be OK, it’s not cheating if I’m here and agreeing to it, we could have such a great time with Louise and her husband. Please let’s try it?”
Tom remained wisely silent realising he’d been set up big time, disappointed that his wife would do such a thing and even more disappointed that his body had betrayed him. He fell into a fitful slumber and when he awoke he was alone. Not trusting himself to say or do the right thing immediately, he showered, his mind racing, dressing he went downstairs to find Melanie on her own.
“Melanie, please don’t ever do that again, you tricked me into having sex with your friend. If you think that means I owe you a free fuck with whoever you please, you clearly do not understand how annoyed I am?”
Melanie’s face collapsed, “Tom, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise….I thought you’d be OK with it. Look if it’s the fact that she’s from work then we can look at someone else. Perhaps someone like Katy.”
Tom’s anger boiled, and speechless he rose and left before he did something he regretted. Grabbing his coat and car keys he drove aimlessly until he could see no more through tears of rage streaming down his face. His phone pinged, “Tom, please come home. I’m sorry.”
Looking up he saw that he had unconsciously driven to Suzy’s house, her door only a few away from where he was parked. He got out and remembering to lock the car, walked to her door and rang the bell. She answered still in her dressing gown, “My God Tom, what’s the matter, you look awful.” She opened the door fully and helped him in, settling him at the kitchen island. Unseen by Tom, Katy appeared at the foot of the stairs, Suzy waved her away, sensing she was not the person he needed to see right now. She returned upstairs.
Haltingly Tom explained what had happened, Suzy’s lips compressed in a tight straight line, “Tom, it’s time to decide again, is your marriage and the love I know you have for Melanie worth it? Can you overcome these bumps and continue together? If so you have to go back to her now, if not then you still have to go back and tell her, but you know there will always be a place for you here.”
They talked for a long time and finally Tom had made up his mind. He messaged Melanie. “Coming home, be ready to talk. Last chance.”
He drove home and the door opened as he pulled up, Melanie’s tear streaked face greeted him. He ran to her and they hugged tightly. Sitting down he explained that it was clear her sex addiction was back, if indeed it had ever departed, and that she should return to therapy, “If it means keeping you Tom then I’ll do it, anything. I do love you so much.” Tom knew she was telling the truth but something in her drove her in a different way.
She did return to therapy and things settled down between them for some months. Their sex life was still very good but Tom noticed that the frenzy had gone, that it was still passionate but now much more measured, gentle lovemaking rather than sex.
After one long session one Sunday morning Melanie lay cuddled up to him. “Tom, can I ask you something?” she said a little nervously. Tom looked at her, “Can we have a baby?”
Tears sprang to his eyes, “I’d like nothing more than to have a family with you,” he said.
“I know it’s been rough, but I feel ready now Tom. Can we start trying after my next period?”
“Yes,” was the simple reply.
The best laid plans go oft astray and Melanie announced that she had a work conference coming up the first few days after her period ended, she’d be away on Monday and Tuesday nights. Disappointed Tom accepted that it was unavoidable, but she would not be at her most fertile for some weeks, and a few days was not going to matter. As it happened her period finished early and they made unprotected love on Sunday night.
Lovingly they said their goodbyes on Monday, Tom looking forward to their reunion. They spoke on the phone Monday evening, the conference was pretty boring she said, but she’d be home late on Wednesday afternoon.
Tuesday evening found Tom bored and restless so decided to go to the pub. He’d had a few drinks and was at the bar seeking another when a voice beside him said, “Tom isn’t it, Melanie’s better half.” Tom looked round trying to place the vaguely familiar face.
“Bill Sykes, Melanie’s boss. We met at the office get together a few months ago.”
“Bill, yes good to see you again. I thought you’d still be at the conference.”
“No that ended yesterday thank God, most awful boring thing I’ve ever been to.” The bottom fell out of Tom’s world, he staggered from the pub and home, his heart torn. At home he collapsed into a chair and sat there all night, his mind in turmoil trying to make sense of it.
Dawn came and found him still there. At seven o’clock he picked up his phone and looked up a number, then dialling it, asked to be put through to his wife’s room by name. The phone was answered and in a bright manner he didn’t feel, said, “Your early morning wake up call, it’s seven o’clock.”
Heart in his mouth he waited. A man’s voice, “We didn’t order one.” Tom heard a voice in the background asking who it was. He killed the call and with it all hope.
Calling in sick he hung around the house all day until earlier than expected Melanie turned up, her face pale. “What are you doing home Tom?” she asked nervously. When he just looked at her she continued, “It was you wasn’t it, the wakeup call. How did you find out?” Tom explained he’d bumped into Bill.
“I’m sorry Tom, it won’t happen again, it was just a last fling before we have our family.”
“Melanie, if you’d just got pissed and ended up shagging someone, then perhaps I could accept it. But you must have planned all this to dream up the extra night, to book the room and to deceive me. Not only that, you’re not on the pill anymore. How could I ever know that any baby was mine?”
“Tom, please, we used a condom.”
“Melanie, you’ve had all the chances you are ever going to get, you have betrayed me at every step and now I want you are out of my life forever. I just want to hear from you one more time, I just want a message from you next month confirming that you are not pregnant, that our last fuck didn’t result in a baby. Goodbye.”
With that he left in his pre-packed car, his life feeling ended.
He drove to his sister’s house where Suzy was waiting for him. He fell into her arms sobbing and she led him into the lounge where they sat consuming a bottle of scotch all evening. In truth Suzy had very little although she allowed Tom to believe they had shared it between them. When it was gone she took him upstairs and put him into bed, then initially going to leave him, undressed and got in with him, holding him tight. “I love you Suzy.”
“I love you Tom.”
The next day Tom felt awful, hungover and lost. He cried off work for the rest of the week and Suzy stayed with him, supporting him and listening to him. Gradually he came out of it and by Monday he was ready to face the world. No one at work knew and so he was able to continue the pretence, he knew he had done the correct thing, but it didn’t feel like it.
A week later and Suzy approached him, “Tom, you’ll want to say no, but I’ve booked us a little break, a small cottage in the Cotswolds, we can get away from all our familiar places with their memories and relax together. It’ll be like old times.” She and Tom had not had sex since he returned, but he thought that perhaps that was what she had in mind, he remembered their loving fondly and thought that it was after all a good idea.
It was booked for the following weekend, Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights, and they drove down on Friday afternoon together looking forward to some quality time together. When they pulled up Tom was surprised to find the cottage open and he assumed that the landlord was there to greet them. Instead when he walked in to the lounge he was surprised to see Katy there. Turning swiftly about he confronted Suzy angrily, “I thought this was for us,” he started, “yet you’ve brought your lover along.”
“Tom, listen carefully, Katy is not my lover, yes she’s a very dear friend with whom I sometimes share a physical relationship, but she and I are not in love. No Tom, she’s in love with you and has been for a long time, have you not seen the way she looks at you? She only talks about you. Tom recognise your own feelings and go to her.”
Tom stopped and the scales fell from his eyes, he turned and went back in. “Katy, please forgive me, how could I have been so blind? Come here.” With that they rushed to each other and held on tightly, Suzy looking on.
“There are three bedrooms, if you feel…”
“No,” answered Tom and Katy in unison.
“I shall take one of them,” said Suzy, “well for most of the night anyway!”
They ate a simple dinner and retired early, Tom and Katy going a little sheepishly into their comfortably appointed room. He kissed her tenderly then with increasing passion. Fumbling with the buttons of her blouse, he took off her top revealing her breasts encased in a scarlet bra, pushing up her breasts into a delectable cleavage. Her nipples showed darkly through the lacy front and reaching behind her he unzipped her skirt allowing her to step out of it leaving a pair of lace fronted scarlet briefs on show. “Look, I’ve left a landing strip for you, I know you like some pussy hair,” she indicated, the darkness showing through. “Your turn now.”
With that she quickly undid his shirt, running her hands across his chest then down to his trousers which he pulled off together with his shoes and socks, his erection tenting out in front of him. Leading her to the bed he unsnapped her bra, allowing her breasts to fall free, they were as he remembered, firm and pert, begging to be kissed.
Carefully he pushed her back onto the bed, the backs of her knees catching the edge, her lower legs and feet dangling. Gently he lay on top of her and began to kiss her lips, her eyes, her neck, nuzzling under her ears. Then down to her breasts, squeezing them, gently pushing the nipples up to his waiting mouth, nibbling them between his teeth. He kissed down to the waistband of her panties, and kneeling on the floor between her legs hooked his fingers into the elastic and slowly drew them down her legs. She lifted her knees and he saw her pussy lips momentarily squashed between her upper thighs, already glistening with her moisture.
Releasing her legs once more he lowered his mouth to her waiting pussy, parting her lips with his tongue, seeking the opening to her vagina with it, then dragging it all the way up to her clitoris. Using two fingers he parted its protective hood, exposing the little hard nub which he took carefully between his lips, she gasped at the sudden frisson that ran through her.
Returning to her pussy he parted her lips with two fingers and pushed his tongue in as hard as he could, then slid two fingers into her waiting hole, curling them upwards. Once more she gasped as his fingers and mouth were flooded with her juices. Taking his forefinger, slippery with lubrication he pushed it against her rosebud and he once more attacked her clit with his tongue. His finger slipped into her arse with minimal resistance and he felt her legs tense up at the intrusion, then relax with pleasure.
“I want to taste you now,” she said, and rising she peeled off his boxers, his cock standing proud in front of him seeking relief. Getting on the bed he lay down indicating she should lie on him in the classic sixty-nine position. Doing so she took his cock into her mouth and sucked it gently, running her tongue around the crown. Tom looked up and saw her pussy open in front of his face, her rosebud above it and once more he latched his mouth to it, prising her crack open with his hands, teasing her arsehole with his fingers.
Without warning a clear liquid squirted out of her opening, flooding Tom’s mouth, her body went rigid and she released his cock from her mouth. “Jeez, I’m cumming so hard,” she ground out between clenched teeth. Her pussy pushed down hard against his face, continuing to flood his mouth with juice which he lapped up eagerly.
“Enough now,” Tom said, and rolled her off him. Swiftly he lay on top of her and opening her legs slid easily into her saturated pussy. Fresh from her orgasm she pushed hard back against him wanting him deep inside her but he refused to be hurried and slid slowly in and out of her grasping tunnel.
“Please Tom,” she pleaded, “hard, I need it hard.” Refusing to increase the pace he nevertheless ground harder into her, penetrating right to her cervix, his cock bottoming out each time then nearly withdrawing. “I’m cumming again,” she wailed, clawing at his back, pulling him into her with desperation. “Please, harder.” This time heeding her, he picked up the pace and started thrusting into her with force, “Yes, Yes, yes,” she cried, “Cum now, fill me up.” With that her pussy clamped down hard on Tom’s cock, and unable to resist any longer he exploded into her, filling her with his semen which flooded out of the imperfect seal of his cock along with her own ejaculate.
Tom collapsed on top of her, exhausted and satisfied, not only from his sexual release but totally emotionally spent, finally at one with his soulmate.
They crawled between the covers and slept deeply, conscious only of cuddles and hugs, fondles and kisses until the dawn light awoke them to a third person in the bed. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist, I had to put up with you wailing all night, no I joke but you were a bit loud and I only had myself to play with. Now I’m going to do it again, I leave you to make your own decision!”
With that the bed took on the vibrations of Suzy strumming her pussy alongside the new lovers. They looked at each other, then reaching a silent agreement shifted in bed, Tom descending to lick and kiss his sister’s pussy and Katy to suckle her nipples. It was not long before Suzy’s cries were heard and her body shook from the force of her climax. The three of them lay back, Tom with his arm round their shoulders feeling new and whole for the first time for a long time.
They passed the day in a companionable manner, a walk to the local pub for lunch, then dinner at an extremely good restaurant. “I’ve got a bit of a confession,” said Suzy, “I’ve invited Trudi and Philly down, they can arrive tomorrow, so will spend the day and night with us. I’m afraid I’ve told them everything, I didn’t want to gossip, but they’ve been concerned for you and were keen to do what they could to help.”
“That’s fine,” replied Tom, “the Crazy Gang back together.” At that moment his phone pinged, he glanced at the display and his heart filled with dread. Summoning up all his courage he opened the message. “Not pregnant.” Wordlessly he showed the message to his companions who smiled, then hugged him.
Night time and they separated to go to their rooms. Tom was looking forward very much to making love to Katy again, spending time with her during the day had reinforced his feelings for her which he now fully recognised. She was perfect in every way.
They undressed each other slowly and sensuously, lavishing love and attention to each body part as it was revealed. They approached the bed and Katy bent forward, “Take me from behind tonight Tom, that’s how I feel you deepest.” He needed no encouragement and leaned her forward, her forearms resting on the bed. He pushed his face into her crack and licked her pussy, then along her perineum to her puckered hole around which he ran his tongue. Katy murmured her appreciation and reaching under herself to her pussy started to massage it. “Inside me now Tom,” she cried, “I want to feel you deep inside me.”
Tom stood up and lining up his cock with her pussy slid slowly forwards, teasing her, tantalising. Finally he was fully in and started pumping in and out, holding her hips, seeing her tits swinging beneath her. Tom licked his finger and pushed it up against her anus, then in, she gasped at the sensation then pushed back against him, “That feels good, another one.” Surprised, Tom complied, this time meeting more resistance, but he soon had wiggled the second finger in.
“Mmmm, feels good Tom, but I want your cock in there now.” Tom couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he had never had anal sex, not with Suzy, Trudi or even his wife Melanie.
“Katy, are you sure, you always joked you wanted a million pounds to do anal.”
“Tom, if you recall, that was Suzy, I said I would under two conditions, a little too much wine, which I confirm I’ve had tonight and the man I love, and that’s you. There’s some lube in the drawer and a condom that I think might be advisable, I’d love you in there without one, but it will save a lot of mess afterwards.”
Tom retrieved the items from the drawer, all clearly planned in advance by Katy, and smeared a good helping of lube on her arsehole and inside until he could feel it well lubricated. Then rolling the condom over his cock he positioned it against her anus. “Go, on Tom, this is what I want.” He pushed and met with resistance, his cock skidding up her crack. Changing the angle slightly he braced his cock with his hand and pushed forward again, this time suddenly the head slipped in, Katy gasped, “Tom, stop for a minute please, let me get used to it.” Tom complied, then pushed slowly forwards, as gently as he could until he was fully buried inside her, it was incredibly tight, much tighter than any pussy he had been in.
“How does it feel Katy, I’m not hurting am I?” he asked, concerned.
“It did hurt a bit to start with but I’m getting used to it, I feel so full.” Tom began to move in and out, taking care not to hurt her. The sensation was incredible and the excitement from the mere deed unbelievable.
“Tom, I want to lie on the bed, I want to feel you on top of me.” Tom pulled out of her and Katy lay down, her legs slightly apart, he could see her arse gaping slightly. Once more he pushed in, more easily this time until once more he was fully encased. He rested his weight forward until he was on top of her and began to undulate his hips, sliding in and out. She lifted up slightly and pushed a hand underneath her so she could pressure her clit as he fucked her arse.
“Katy, I’m going to cum!”
“Tom, yes, now.” With that he orgasmed, filling the condom, wishing he didn’t have it on. Spent he gently pulled out her, carefully removing the condom, then lay beside her, caressing her back and bum.
“Katy, my darling, that was so special, I hope I didn’t hurt you?”
“Tom, I loved doing that for you and it’ll get better with practice,” she grinned. “Now hold me until morning.”
They awoke on each other’s arms, Tom wishing he could make love to her again, but she was clearly a little sore. Showering carefully and dressing they made their way downstairs to a waiting Suzy who greeted them warmly. Katy sat down rather gingerly, Suzy raising her eyebrows enquiringly. “Just a bit sore.”
“You didn’t? Surely not up the….?” said Suzy astonished. Then inquisitively, “What was it like?”
“A bit painful, but I felt so full and complete. Tom was so kind and gentle. You really should try it one day.”
“Hmm, I might at that, but there is still the small matter of a million quid if I recall correctly.” Turning to Tom she added, “Do you actually have a million quid?” Tom shook his head.
“OK, you’ll just have to give me an IOU then and pay it off in instalments!”