by E Ashford
The two men stood up slowly and walked to where they stood behind her. Shelly tried to push her ass out further towards them, offering herself up to her husband.
She could hear Michael taking off his own belt. He was considering it. “OK,” he said at last, and brought the leather down half-heartedly against her skin. Shelly squirmed, but she needed much more than that.
“Baby, I’ve been fucking your brother for seven months behind your back,” she tried, and the lash came down harder. “I love it when he fucks me, when he whips me and then sticks his cock inside me.” The lash came down again, with more force behind it. “His cock is bigger than yours,” she said then, eliciting something much more like the pain she craved. “It goes so much deeper, and fills me up so much more. Mmmmhh. I love it when he’s inside me. Nnngghh.”
He was beating her savagely now, and she began to talk directly to him: “Yes, Michael. Shit, that’s so good. Ow. Yeah. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
She could feel in his lashes just how worked up he had become, and in a moment he couldn’t take it anymore. She could hear him behind her, frantically tearing off his own clothes, and then he was behind her, pushing himself inside of her. He took no time to savor what it felt like, but instead began to fuck her, in and out, with wild abandon. So fast was he moving that she herself could do little to help, only keep still and let him pound her. It felt so good, her husband taking her in this way, his balls slapping hard against her clit as he moaned and shoved himself inside her slick hole.
At length, she noticed Jonah again. She had almost forgotten he was there at all, watching this animalistic scene unfold in front of her. For an instant, she felt the pang of her old shyness again, the fact that someone was watching her fuck her husband. It felt dirty, but that seemed silly, given all they had been through.
Jonah knelt down near her head and gently untied the cords so her hands were free. She could raise up her head now, and she did, finding herself looking into her brother-in-law’s eyes. There was a wolfish grin on his face, and she knew part of that was from watching, but she knew him well enough to know he had something else in mind as well.
Holding her head in his hands, he presented his cock to her, the meat of it stretched taught beneath the skin. Shelly had a moment of hesitation. The situation with Michael seemed so precarious. They’d managed to get him involved, and that seemed to have soothed his emotions for now, but how would he react if she suddenly began sucking his brother in front of him.
In the end though, the discipline she had developed with Jonah won out. She opened her mouth and took him in, closing her lips tightly around his cock and sucking it, running her tongue over the head of him. It seemed at first that Michael hadn’t noticed, couldn’t notice, anything beyond his own cock going in and out of his wife’s cunt. Then he stopped for a moment, the head halfway in her. He had seen; he was looking now at the way she was greedily sucking his brother.
There was a moment of hesitation for all three of them. And then from behind her: “You fucking slut! Are you sucking my brother off?” followed by a smack from his open hand. He had wrapped his mind around it at last, was playing the game. Shelly relaxed, pushed back against him, and gave a groan, her mouth full of cock.
“I ought to kill both of you,” he continued, but now he was riding her in earnest again. “You two, fucking behind my back, making a fool of me…you belong to me…your pussy is mine…I’ll teach you to go sucking other people off.” And then: “And the next time I catch you two together, it’s not just your ass I’ll be whipping.”
Shelly realized what he was saying. He didn’t want his wife and brother to stop their affair. He was authorizing it. And, she thought, a little giddy, he was suggesting a whole new level to the game. Next time he might whip her tits, or her pussy itself. That frightened her a little, but it intrigued her as well.
As she imagined this sick scenario, she felt herself beginning to climax, her pussy growing tighter and tighter with each thrust from her husband. She could feel him about to come as well, and began moving her tongue about wildly over Jonah’s cock in an effort to get him going too.
And with that, it all happened at once. Michael shoved himself deep inside her, his penis expanding as he shot wads of sticky come inside her. She moved her hips in a circle, so that while he remained deep, he moved against the walls of her cunt until she too went over the edge. She would have cried out, but Jonah too continued to pump until he began to dump his own hot sticky sperm into her mouth. She swallowed eagerly, trying to feel all the sensations at once.
When it was all over, the three of them lay naked, side-by-side on Jonah’s bedroom floor, too tired to try and climb onto the bed. None of them said a word, only lay there panting. But they’d said all that needed to be said as they had fucked. An agreement had been reached, a system of sorts, one Shelly knew she was going to like.
*****
Shelly held Michael’s hand as they drove home that evening. She watched, almost hypnotized, as the headlights picked out objects in front of them – trees, mailboxes, road signs. She had a very nasty thought then, but then, that was becoming typical. One of these days the little girl inside her wasn’t going to be inside of her. She was going to be a real live girl. One who got into trouble every once in a while. She knew exactly who she’d send her to when she misbehaved, too. She couldn’t help but smile imagining herself watch Jonah whip his niece.
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