Maid service(3)

She liked cock as well as Reed liked pussy. Why shouldn't she get some young meat?

Mona slowly scooted her feet around and put them down. The thick pile of the bedroom rug felt good between her toes. She stood and looked back at the rumpled bed. Well, she thought as she saw the large wet cum pool where her ass cheeks had lain, I really had myself a fucking time!

The warm spray of the shower felt good cascading down over her body. She carefully washed the insides of her thighs and ass cheeks, almost reluctant to wash away the sticky, warm cum fluid from her soft pussy hair.

As her fingers moved up and down the warmth of the narrow slit between her legs, cleansing it of the thick fluid; the vision of Maria's face mashed tightly between her wide gaping thighs seethed through her lust-filled mind. Her middle finger duplicated the girl's lashing tongue that had flicked so maddeningly at her cuntlips and erect cunt.

Mona leaned back against the tiled wall of the shower and let the needles of spray beat against her huge tits and raise her nipples to hard pebbles of excitement. She could feel them stiffen, grow turgid with the blood of sexual heat, and her finger went a little faster, teasing her throbbing clit, then. kneading it between her thumb and forefinger. She grazed the inside of her, sensitive over-fucked cunt with her middle finger fucking in and out, back and forth.

Then she stopped. She wanted to save it, save it for Trudy. Who knows, she thought, she and her husband might be able to fuck her that very night! She stepped from the shower and briskly dried herself.

Back in the bedroom, Mona brushed out her long, silky red hair before the mirror, letting it drape loosely over her still-taut tits. She smiled, wantonly as one sweet pink nipple peeked coyly out of the strands.

She slipped on a pink bra which lifted her beautiful tits and gave them support, but kept their creamy smooth upper portion bare. She preferred her bras like this, because they were more comfortable on her full figure. Bikini panties were her special love, and she selected a matching pink pair that barely covered her pussy mound and curly russet cunt hair. She had tight ass cheeks that were just right for the skimpy panties.

Ten minutes later she walked down the stairs, fully dressed and absolutely beautiful.

Reed was waiting for her. "Ready?" he smiled. "More than ready, darling," Mona answered. "I hope Trudy Swenson is ready for us," he laughed. "God knows, I'm ready for her!"

"So am I, darling," Mona said, and thought to herself, and next week I'll be more than ready for them!

Charles watched his sister finish the packing. His dick was getting hard as he gazed at her tanned legs and took in the jiggle of her ass cheeks as she moved in the too-tight jeans. JoAnn St. Paul's legs were long and smooth and Charles couldn't think of anything that he wanted more than to bury himself between them. He knew that it wouldn't be very long until he would do exactly that.

JoAnn had a model's figure. She was tall and thin, but well-developed. As he continued to watch her, he thought of that first night, over a year ago, in this very apartment. Their mother had died and JoAnn's brother had come down to London to stay with his older sister.

JoAnn's apartment was a single-room loft in one of the poorer sections of London. The small divider that she had built to separate the bedroom area from the rest of the apartment was really only large enough to mask the bed itself. It was low, and by sitting up on the best Charles could look into the rest of the apartment. He had gone to bed first, leaving JoAnn the fold-out sofa in the living section. But he couldn't sleep. He heard her moving around the apartment and wondered if she would ever go to sleep.

Finally he sat up on his bed to see why his sister was taking so long to get into bed. What he saw was to keep him awake for several more hours, with confusing thoughts racing through his head.

His sister was lying completely naked on the foldout bed, rubbing oil all over her body. There was just enough light in the room for him to be able to see every move she made.

She was well tanned except for the two areas that were hidden from the sun when she was outside. Her body was exactly as Charles had imagined it would be. Her tits were above average size and firm, with nipples that pointed skyward as she lay on the bed. She had one leg bent with her knee in the air, so Charles couldn't see her flat stomach. The legs were beautiful and long. Her ass was round and firm.

As he watched, fascinated, she rolled over to the side of the bed and got something out of her bag. It was a plastic vibrator.

Charles knew what it was for. His sister was going to fuck herself with it. What a waste, he thought, when all she had to do was fuck him! His cock was already hard for her, and he'd dreamed about fucking JoAnn for as long as he could remember.

JoAnn turned the vibrator on and a soft buzzing sound echoed through the apartment.

She put some lotion on the end of the vibrator and placed the tip of it between her legs. With one hand she guided the machine in and out of her cunt and with the other she rubbed herself, making sure that no part of her body was left untouched.

Charles couldn't believe what he was seeing. He tried to control himself, but couldn't resist moving his hand down to his cock as he watched his sister. While JoAnn worked on herself with the help of the vibrator, Charles pulled at his dick, excited by the sight of his sister masturbating in front of him.

Her movements quickened and her free hand began racing all over her silky body. She began to move her hips against the machine that was buried inside of her. Charles quickened his movements too, almost feeling himself inside of her, wishing that he were. If she had been anyone but his sister he would not have been able to keep himself from running in, pulling the humming blue thing from between her legs and replacing it with his hard, hot cock.

He moved his hand up and down faster as he heard JoAnn groan slightly and saw her movements slow down.

Then he lost all contact with her as he became engrossed in the pleasure of pounding his own meat. He closed his eyes tightly and pumped furiously at the shaft of his throbbing young cock.

"This is silly."

"What?… oh, my God, JoAnn." he gasped at the sound of her voice. His beautiful, naked sister was standing at the foot of his bed.

"We both want to fuck, Charles. And now that we must live together to survive, we might as well fuck each other!"

Without waiting for an answer, she slid her body over his and sat her warm, moist cunt right down over his rigid prick..

"Charles, what are you thinking about?" JoAnn asked, sliding in beside him on the sofa.

"Us," he replied. He could see her naked, bobbing tits beneath the thin material of her blouse. He felt his cock getting stiff in his pants, and wondered if she noticed it, too. It didn't make any difference. She had seen it often before and unless something very wrong happened she was going to see it again very soon.

She seemed to be reading his thoughts. As soon as she sat down she began to stroke his dick through his trousers. Charles took a quick swallow of his beer and set it down so he could devote all of his attention to the sister he was about to fuck.

"What about us, baby?" she breathed, still stroking his hard-on lightly.

"I was thinking about the first time you fucked me… and all you've taught me since."

He took her beer away from her and set it next to his. Then be took her in his arms. Her body felt firm and hot even thought it was cool in the apartment. He kissed her, gently at first and, then harder. JoAnn worked her lips against his and opened her mouth to let his tongue search around inside.

Then she pulled her mouth away for a moment. "Charles, do you ever think of me when you fuck other girls?"

"Always," he replied. "What about you? Who do you think about when you're sucking someone else's big cock?"

"Yours!" she laughed. "Hurry, Charles! We have time before the plane leaves. Fuck me!"

Charles reached immediately for the buttons on her blouse and undid them quickly. She wasn't wearing a bra. He moved his hand inside the thin cloth, touching the soft, warm flesh of her firm tits. He pushed her back on the couch and fell on top of her. He buried his face in her flesh and started biting her with small hard nips, moving his teeth down from her throat to her navel. Each of his hands fondled, a tit and he dug his cock into the sofa below him.

For a brief moment, Charles thought he was going to come before he even started fucking her, so he stopped grinding himself into the couch and moved his hands down to her shorts. He had them unbuttoned and off in record time. He looked at her as he pulled her panties off her legs. She was lying below him with her blouse unbuttoned and a half-smile on her face. Her eyes were burning, but they weren't looking at his face. She was staring between his legs where the bulge of his meat was obvious.

Charles let his eyes travel the length of her smooth body down to her furry cunt. He remembered how good it had felt the last time be fucked her and all of a sudden he decided that be couldn't wait any longer to get into that beautiful, sweet pussy.

He grabbed JoAnn's arms and jerked her to her feet. He pushed her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He ripped off his clothes and jumped on top of her. There wasn't anything gentle or romantic in his approach, but it didn't seem to bother either of them very much.

He shoved his cock into her as far as he could until his swollen dick was buried all the way up into her cunt. Then slowly he pulled himself almost all the way out, then back in. He repeated the movements, each time picking up speed on the return stroke, so that in a couple of minutes, he was slamming his cock into her with a fury. JoAnn was thrusting her hips up to meet each drive of his cock into her, throwing her head back and forth, moaning with passion.