A Bride For The Whole Family(53)

However, brother-in-law Jim seemed to have regained life. Diana turned watching the revitalized man push up from his seat on the floor.

Carefully stepping over the still caressing bodies of Michael One and Paula he headed toward Lorraine.

Michael was barely able to roll out of the way to avoid the descending foot of his brother, who straddled the still heaving body of his stepmother. Grinning down at the woman on her back, the youth suddenly dropped to his knees, then leaned over her with his arms extended. His cock settled in the deep valley separating the mountainous pillows of her white breasts.

Without a single word of direction, Lorraine's hands rammed solidly against the sides of her tits that jutted milky from her chest, trapping the aroused length of man meat between their cushiony forms.

Jim moaned softly as the pliant flesh enveloped him.

His hips suddenly began to rock back and forth, shafting the angry red pole of hard cock in and out of the tunnel formed by her mammouth mammaries.

That Lorraine was ready to satisfy another man so soon after the double pleasure Michael had set free in her body didn't surprise Diana. The woman had an incredible appetite for sex. A characteristic her daughter-in-law realized she shared. Just watching the rape of Lorraine's magnificent tits sent delighted thrills of sensuous lust through Diana's loins. It was easy for her to imagine what it felt like to have Jim's stiff cock gliding back and forth between her own breasts. An experience she admitted she wouldn't mind having happen.

Lorraine's hands now squeezed hard against the sides of her mountainous jugs. She squeezed them tightly together, trapping Jim's cock between the creamy walls of almost flaccid-looking flesh of her tits. Her head strained upward in an arch that Diana knew must be torturing her corded neck. Her mouth opened like a gaping cavern, that tried to capture the inflamed crimson crown of her stepson's prick as he pushed his way through the soft path formed by her hands and breasts. Both of them were shaking now, obviously enjoying the tit fucking.

Jim's hips increased their already frantic pace. He hunched into the woman's chest. He bucked like some wild mustang set on dislodging an unwanted rider. He groaned and grunted like a mounting stallion. His cock was burning with the friction of Lorraine's billowy breasts.

She was moaning and groaning. Those supersized tits of hers were just as sensitive as they looked. Diana wondered if she could get off on them alone.

She didn't have to wait long to find out.

With a last mighty thrust, Jim rammed his fleshy sword through the tight-pressed channel of tit. His bulging red glans prodded their way between the mounds of flesh and jerked into the air, throbbing lustfully on Lorraine's chin. Hot come fountained in thick, heavy spurts from the gorged tip of the shaft. Lorraine's mouth accepted the steaming load, welcoming the taste of her stepson's release.

Diana watched as the blonde's throat quivered and she swallowed. A major achievement in her strained position. But just as amazing was the violent quaking that had once more seized the blonde's body. She was coming! She had been able to get off on Jim's tit fucking!

Abruptly Jim lost his balance and fell from his stepmother. He lay half on and half off her. His cock stood jerking in the air like a flaming spike of flesh. Oozing come still welled from its swollen head.

The remaining couples in the room had changed partners, Diana found as her eyes glanced back around the den.

Michael One was now paired with his own daughter. He had the sexy young teenager down on her back. His arms were looped under her legs, jerking them into the air, while his thick cock stabbed in and out of her juicy little quim.

There was little Kate could do in the restrained position, other than moan with the filling pleasure of her father's cock. Which exactly was what the young girl was doing, accepting the deep drilling of the ponderous rod that slammed in and out of her body.

Still on the couch, Bryan and Paula were lying side by side in the old position of sixty-nine. Their tongues were working at a frantic pace, doing their damnedest to satisfy the mounting urges of their young bodies.

A stir from behind Lorraine drew Diana's attention. It was Michael, pushing himself to his knees. He glanced around the entangled couple surrounding him. He smiled with amusement. His eyes then moved to Diana and his grin broadened.

Rising to his feet, he turned toward her. His cock was already on the rise again. He stepped over Lorraine and Jim, coming to her.

Diana quivered with anticipation as he lowered himself to the floor beside her and pulled her to him.

It was going to be a repeat of yesterday, she thought as his tongue probed deeply toward her throat. A wonderful repeat performance of Saturday!





Chapter 12




They were waiting for them outside. All of the Hightowers lined up to say farewell to Michael and his new bride.