They ached to be kissed and sucked. They needed loving badly.
Her entire body needed loving.
She began touching herself all over. As her fingers played over her cunt, the old familiar longing surged through her.
Was it possible that the honeymoon was over so soon? I'll talk to Mom about it, she thought. She'll have some advice for me. She must have gone through this with Dad when they were newlyweds.
She rubbed her clit and pulled on her tits. If Ronnie returned and found her jerking off he'd be angry. Too bad about him, she thought. If he won't take care of me I'll just have to take care of myself.
She thought about Alan as she fingered her snatch. It would serve Ronnie right if I cheated on him, she thought.
The thought of fucking Alan again filled her with longing.
Brother and sister had fooled around for years. When Dawn met Ronnie she thought her affair with Alan was ended, but now she wondered.
She remembered the last time she and Alan fucked. It was a few weeks before she went to the workshop and met Ronnie.
She had gone to Alan's room after supper. He had been stretched out on his bed, reading. She had climbed onto his lap, opened his fly and dropped her dripping pussy down onto his upthrust prick. She knew his cock would be hard. It almost always was.
No one knew about their affair. They had taken a pledge in blood never to tell anyone. Now as she thought about her brother, she was tempted to go to his room and climb over him.
Like the old days.
Alan had a very nice cock. Not as big as Ronnie's, but very nice. She remembered well how Alan's cock felt when it entered her. It was terrific having a brother with a randy cock who never got bored with her pussy.
Now Dawn let out a moan of pleasure as she dabbed her fingertip over her clit. She rolled her ass from side to side and squeezed her thighs around her hand.
At the same time she played with her tits. She wet her nipples with saliva and pinched them until it hurt. If only I could suck my own tits, she thought bitterly. Then it wouldn't matter that Ronnie ignores them.
She loved having her tits sucked and licked. Alan had loved sucking her tits. He had a very good technique for a kid. He was a good tit-sucker and a lusty fucker.
Why the hell did I ever get married? the horny bride thought as she clawed at her cunt. Why isn't Ronnie doing this to me? Why isn't he here with me, finger-fucking my cunt instead of downstairs with my mother, stuffing himself with blueberry pancakes?
Actors! she thought. Anything for a free meal!
She knew she was being unfair, but she didn't care. She had needs too. Ronnie had persuaded her to give up her dream of becoming an actress. He wanted her to be a full-time wife and eventually a mother. She had agreed, but now she wasn't even sure if their marriage would last.
She was breathing faster now. She shoved a pillow between her legs and squeezed it. She rubbed it back and forth between her open cuntlips. She didn't care if Ronnie walked in on her.
Let him know his wife was forced to jerk off.
But she just couldn't come. She needed a cock. She needed Ronnie. Damn him, why had he lost interest in sex?
Suddenly the door opened. "What're you doing?" Ronnie said.
Dawn pushed the pillow away and opened her eyes. "Nothing."
She sat up. "How was breakfast?"
"Great." Ronnie stepped into a fresh pair of shorts. "Your mom made extra in case you want some."
"Food. Is that all you ever think about?"
He smiled. "No. I think about work and the house I'm going to buy you someday. And how much I love you."
Dawn melted. "You really do love me?"
"Sure I do. And tonight, after I get the job, I'll prove it."
"Do you really think you've got a good chance?"
"You bet. I'm a good actor. I'll walk away with it."
He was so hopeful. And he said he loved her. Maybe she was being selfish. Maybe he was right about not fucking before an audition.
She rose from the bed and kissed him. "I know you will, honey," she said. "And when you get home later, I'll be waiting for you."
"That's my girl." He briefly kissed her cheek. "Damn, your mother makes good pancakes."
Later that night Dawn lay awake listening to Ronnie snore.
His audition had been successful and he had a small part in a commercial.
To celebrate, he fucked her. But she could tell his heart wasn't in it. He pumped away until he came and she was left hornier than ever.
Now she rose up and went downstairs to make herself some tea. When she passed the den where Alan was sleeping, she stopped. The light was on. This was the opportunity she'd been waiting for. She and Alan could have a nice long talk.
"What're you doing up, Sis?" he said when she entered the den.
"I was going to make myself some tea."
"Want to talk?"
"Yes. Yes, I do. She curled up next to him on the sofa-bed.
"Marriage is the pits," she said.
Alan took her hand. "One of these days you'll have your own place. Then you'll have a kid. Things'll be better."
"I don't know. Do you remember how we used to make out?"
"Sure. How could I forget."
"Do you miss it?"
Alan flushed. "Sure. But you're married now."
"Ronnie's bored with me already."
"But you've only been married a few months."
"That's what I tell him all the time."
"Sis?"
"What?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I'm thinking about how horny I am."
"Me too. I'm horny too."
"Let's do it, Alan. I think I was hoping you'd be awake.
Let's make out like we used to do."
"Jesus, Sis, if you think it's okay."
They tumbled into each other's arms. As they kissed, Dawn reached for his prick. It was hard as a rock. She trembled all over. How good it felt!
"I've missed you, Sis."
"I've missed you too."
"Will you suck my dick?"
"You know I will."
Alan ran his fingers through her long dark hair as she approached his prick. "Ronnie's a creep to miss out on this.
"Alan?" Dawn's face was only inches from his fuckpole.
"What, Sis?"
"Let's do sixty-nine."
"You bet. Swing that pretty ass of yours around."
Dawn's heart pounded. There was no one like Alan. He understood her like no one else. Not Ronnie. Not anyone.
"Ronnie hardly ever eats me anymore."
"Anytime you need fucking you just come to me."
"It's really not right for us to do this. If I wasn't so horny I'd never cheat on Ronnie."
She settled down, her thighs straddling Alan's head, her cunt open and wet and crushing his face.
The boy sniffed loudly. "I've sure missed your cunt," he said.
"Go on and lick it, huh?" Dawn ground her cunt against his waiting mouth.
"It smells the same." Alan licked her slit several times.
"Tastes the same too."
The young wife took his cock in her fist and licked the knob. "Did you think it wouldn't?"
"Take it in your mouth, Sis."
The horny brunette took half his boner into her mouth. She sucked and slurped hungrily. Alan burrowed in, licking her cunt and shoving a finger into her hole.
"Just like old times," he murmured.
"I forgot how good it is."
"Slide your lips down the shaft."
"I am. Mmmmm, I am."
"Good sucking. You always were a first-class cocksucker."
"Ronnie doesn't think so anymore."
"Don't talk, Sis. Suck."
"I'm so excited. I can't help talking. I'm so horny. You've got me so turned on. Let's fuck soon."
"Suck some more. Jesus, your pussy's gushing juice. I keep licking it up and it keeps gushing."
"You've got me so excited. I think I'll take your cock all the way into my throat."
"Don't make me come. I want to fuck you."
"Yes, I want you to. I want you to fuck me until I come."
"I used to hear you two. When you were first married."
"Suck my cunt. God, that's good."
Alan rammed his cock all the way into her mouth. She took it easily, opening her throat and holding his prick against her tonsils.