"You want me to?"
"God, yes!"
He cupped her fantastically firm breasts in his palms gently, and brushed her puffy nipples with his thumbs. Marsha thought she was going out of her mind with hot excitement. A sharp tremor shook her naked body.
"They're so firm," David whispered. "I've never felt anyone's that were so firm."
"You like them?"
Marsha felt a brief twinge of evil. She wanted to ask him, Are they firmer than Debby's, than your wife's? But she knew that Debby had nothing to do with this. When her brother softly squeezed her breasts she could feel her cunt oozing with juice.
"They're incredible," he said.
"Don't you want to kiss tern?"
"Yes. But Marsha, you know how wrong this is."
"Oh, please do it, David," she begged him softly. "Don't torment me like this. We don't have to do anything else. Just kiss me and suck me a little, please?"
She knew he wouldn't be able to resist if she begged him. It was something she used to do when they were kids. It had never failed. And the look in his eyes as he gazed don at her pear-shaped breasts and swollen nipples convinced her that he wouldn't be able to control himself.
He bent his lips to her naked breasts and began to kiss the firm mounds all over. Still cupping them in his palms, he explored the throbbing globes with his mouth. He kissed her everywhere but her pulsing nipples, making her pant with anticipation.
"Oh yesssss!" she sighed.
She held his head gently in her trembling hands, caressing his hair. She winced with delight as she suddenly felt the abrasive edge of his wet tongue curl around one of her nipples. When his lips closed over the aching bud and drew it into his mouth, she shivered and gasped.
"Ah!" she groaned with pleasure.
His hands began to squeeze her breasts more urgently. He sucked her nipple softly, tenderly, then more passionately. He flicked its stiff center with his tongue. Marsha felt her pussy flood with warm fluid.
David's lips moved to her other nipple. He sucked it with equal passion, bringing soft mewling gasps from deep in her throat. She pulled his head into her breasts, arching her back and pushing them into his face.
"God, it feels so good when you suck me," she sighed. "It feels so good. Oh, it feels so good!"
She put her hand in his crotch as he sucked her, squeezing his balls and his swollen prick.
"We shouldn't be doing this, Marsha," he said, parting his thighs to make it easier for her to squeeze him.
But he didn't stop sucking and tonguing and kissing and squeezing her breasts. She lay back against the sofa and tossed her head, writhing with pleasure.
"God, just suck me, David," she panted. "Don't say anything. Just suck me and suck me. It feels so good!"
"I can't help it," David gasped thickly, as if apologizing. "They're so beautiful!"
She smiled as she watched him hungrily slurping her stiff nipples, which throbbed with fire.
"They're all yours, honey," she murmured. "Suck them, suck them hard! Hard! Yessss, like that! Oh!"
Her fingers flew at his belt buckle. He didn't try to stop her. Within seconds she plunged her hand into his shorts and grasped his hot pulsing cock. It was a good big one. Not as big as Rick's monster, but big enough! God, yes! she thought to herself. Big enough to fuck me!
"Let me suck you too! Oh, let me suck you, honey!" she moaned.
She pushed him back and dropped her face to his groin before he could object. The sight of his big throbbing prick made her melt and go all gushy inside. Quickly she sucked it into her warm wet mouth and swirled her tongue around it.
The thought that she had her own brother's big stiff beautiful prick in her mouth excited her in ways she had never dreamed of. She held and squeezed the bulging shaft of his cock with both hands. With her lips and tongue she gave him the most perfect head she had ever given.
And David leaned back end let himself enjoy it. He held her head gently in his hands as her mouth rode up and down on his throbbing prick.
"Oh Jesus, Marsha!" he groaned. "Unh! Oh shit! God, you do it so good!"
She knew that if she invited him into the bedroom, he would have time to reconsider. She didn't think he would, but she didn't want to give him the chance.
So she pulled his pants off his legs and unbuttoned his shirt, still sucking his cock urgently. David helped her undress him, not resisting. But when she finally straddled his thighs and began to steer his prick into her runny slit with one hand, he grabbed her by the arms. He held her steady and looked straight into her eyes.
"Marsha, you know how wrong this is," he said.
"Don't you want to fuck me?" she panted.
"Yes."
"No one's going to know, David," she said, pushing her breasts in his face again. "Suck me, honey! Suck me and fuck me. No one will ever know! Please!"
She lowered her wet cunt onto his stiff cock before, he could protest. She was completely impaled on his thick long tool. The pleasure was so intense that both of them were breathless for an instant. David's hands went behind her and grasped the firm smooth cheeks of her ass.
He lifted her, sliding her clinging pussy up and down on his cock.
"Jesus!" he groaned with pleasure.
She embraced him and kissed him, moving her tongue sensually inside his mouth. And she slowly gyrated her hips and his prick slid in and out of her. The sensations made her reel and simmer with lust.
"Fuck me slow, just fuck me slow, baby," she gasped. "Nobody has to know. Nobody but us. Oh David, fuck me, that's it. God, it's so good to have you fucking me!"
He frenched her ear and bit the firm smooth flesh of her shoulder. Slowly he lifted her up and down on his cock. She braced her knees in the sofa cushions and hissed with passion as the bulging shaft slid up into her. Her fingernails bit into his back.
"A… Marsha!" he gasped.
She knew he was close to shooting. So she stopped the movement. She sat still, his hard prick sunk deep in her. She kissed his mouth and his face, all aver.
"Slow… slow, baby," she murmured. "I want to come with you."
"Don't you know how wrong this is?" David smiled, getting control of himself.
She nodded, grinning wickedly. "You want to stop?"
"Hell no."
"Am I good for you?"
"Christ, good isn't the word. I've never had a woman as beautiful as you are."
"You just never looked at me that way before."
"I'm not supposed to."
"Aren't you sorry you never did?" Instead of answering, David brought his hands up to her breasts again. He rolled and squeezed them, lifting them to his mouth, devouring her bulbous nipples. Marsha shimmied her clinging pussy around on his cock.
"Me you sure you can come this way?" he asked. "I mean, wouldn't you rather be lying on your back?"
"I can come any way, as long as you're fucking me," Marsha purred. "Anyway, you can fuck me on my back next time."
"Next time?"
"Don't you want to fuck me more than once?"
"Yes."
"Don't you want to fuck me everywhere? In my mouth and in my ass too?"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
David had never seen a woman come so many times in a row. He counted at least four distinct orgasms before she slumped forward in his arms, gasping for breath.
"My God, how do you do that?" he whispered in her damp car.
She smiled, looking very innocent though she was still sitting on his cock. It was still hard as a rock too, something which rarely happened to him. He realized that this fuck had been the most exciting erode experience of their lives for both of them.
"I could come forever with you fucking me," she murmured. "Do you realize that up until a few weeks ago, I couldn't come at all? Except when I did it myself."
She told him the story of Kirstie and Rick, leaving out nothing.