Darryl Turner was stunned at what he saw going on in his sister's bedroom. He had just spent a lovely afternoon reconnecting with his sister over lunch and then really connecting with her during sex. Sex he knew that he would want again. Jisel had proven to be an incredible fuck, wild and erotic with a playful sensuality. To date, only two women had proven to be her superiors. One was their mother Deandra or "DeeDee" as she now liked to be called. The other was his gorgeous, sexy pixie of a wife, his delightful Barby.
The same Barby who was now riding Jisel's husband Frank in a reverse-Cowgirl position. She was fucking the daylights out of Frank and had a delighted look on her face as her smooth, educated little cunt took Frank's cock deep inside of her. Barby was insatiable in bed and could likely outfuck any man, but Jisel's earlier appraisal of her husband had not been an exaggeration. Her husband was indeed hung like a horse. That didn't matter, what she had done with DeeDee and himself had been between the three of them. Frank was cheating on Jisel and Darryl wasn't quite sure what Barby was doing and what it meant to their relationship. He still wasn't used to the way Barby lived her life and by what rules.
Even though he knew that he should be jealous and angry, Darryl found it hard to summon up those emotions. Barby in the midst of a fuck always looked so beautiful. They had talked about putting a large mirror in their bedroom because he loved to watch her fucking. Her supple, petite body was so beautiful to watch as she moved in the dances of passion. Today her hair was in a pigtail and her lovely face was involved in the moment. Her breasts were still high and firm and she writhed up and down. She was wearing pretty pink heels and the remnants of her lingerie were in a tidy pile on a nearby chair. Her body slammed down on Frank's cock and she groaned. At that moment, her eyes opened and she saw her husband and sister-in-law watching them.
"Hi honey," Barby sighed and then began pumping her body up and down on Frank's cock. "Why don't you two strip and join us here? Once I'm done with Frank, I'll still have lots of energy for my hubby -- or his sister -- or both," she giggled.
Barby's offer didn't shock him. By now, he knew his young wife was up for anything. Still, a few things had to be settled before anything further could happen. He couldn't be upset with her over fucking another man, not when he had fucked his mother and now, his sister. But Barby had no right to involve Frank and she was being a bit brazen in assuming Jisel would want any part of this. "Barby," he said in a calm, collected tone. "You are fucking my sister's husband."
"I know that, silly," Barby giggled. "I'm also fucking my daddy."
For the very first time in his life, Darryl thought he might faint. He felt Jisel's arms behind him, holding him up. "I think we should let them finish, you and I will go downstairs and make coffee," Jisel said to her brother. "We'll all talk in a little bit."
Darryl nodded and turned his head back towards his wife and brother-in-law. They seemed oblivious to his presence and Barby was panting as her ... her
father?
... fucked her from behind.
His sister took his hand and led him downstairs to the kitchen. She looked at him with concern, it was obvious that all of this was troubling him. He looked shaken and his face was ashen. Jisel sighed and began to make the coffee.
"How much did you know?" Darryl asked her in a voice that sounded scared and confused. Jisel's heart went out to her brother. She had looked out for him all of their lives and this was no different, although she hoped when he heard the full story he would feel a lot better.
"I think we should wait until they get here and we'll explain everything," Jisel said as the coffee began brewing. It was almost a cue, Frank and Barby entered the kitchen at that moment. Barby had thrown on a robe to cover herself, although it seemed unnecessary. Everyone knew what the robe covered up. The strawberry-blonde sat on her husband's lap and kissed him gently.
"I guess we have some explaining to do," Barby smiled, hugging her husband. "Don't be angry sweetie, everyone had your best interests at heart." Jisel and Frank nodded.
"It's all ... so much," Darryl sputtered. "Okay -- my brother-in-law is also my father-in-law? My sister is my wife's stepmom? How can this be? Frank's last name is Richards, yours is Hill. Well, it used to be," Darryl buried his face in his hands.
His wife's face smiled at him and he got lost in her eyes again. He knew that he would forgive her anything and that he still loved her fiercely. He just wondered what had been going on, what kind of conspiracy had he been unaware of?
"I guess everyone should explain, right?" Barby nodded to the others, who smiled and looked back at her. "We should start from the beginning and that's me. I don't have my daddy's last name because he never married my mom and they don't get along. Which is dumb because my mother's a gorgeous redhead and daddy is a hunk ... oops, I'm getting off-track. I have my mother's last name, which is Hill."
"I only saw my daughter a handful of times as she was growing up," Frank said as he poured himself coffee. "Meredith -- her mother -- lives in North Carolina. We talked on the phone and exchanged cards and letters, so when she told me she was coming here to attend university, I was thrilled. I offered to let her stay with us, but she told me she had things all arranged with a roommate and everything, so that was fine."
"I knew about Frank's daughter and was happy they had re-connected," Jisel told her younger brother. "I believe family is important. So does mom and we were both sad that you hadn't found anyone yet. You needed someone special and you didn't have anyone."
"That's where I came into the picture with a small bit of serendipity," Barby giggled, messing her husband's dark hair.
"Frank wanted us all to get to know each other, so we started meeting for lunch a few times a week, sometimes just Barby and I and other times, all three of us," Jisel smiled. "I adored my new step-daughter and she liked me. When she told me she had a new crush, I asked her all about it. The more she talked about this man, the more familiar he sounded," she chuckled. "When she described you to a `T', I asked her a few questions and it confirmed my suspicions. Barby had a crush on my younger brother. I went home and talked it over with Frank. At first, he was against our meddling in your personal life."
"I told them that you were entitled to live your own life and not to meddle," Frank grumbled as he poured himself another coffee.
"I'm extremely glad that you changed your mind," Darryl laughed. "What convinced you?"
Jisel raised her hand. "That would be us," she smiled. "I promised my darling husband that if you and Barby ended up together that the four of us could enjoy some very interesting times together. Frank had already confessed to me over a few martinis that he was sexually attracted to his daughter. I had no problem with that because I was sexually attracted to my younger brother, so we made a deal. It's all worked out for the best, hasn't it?"
Darryl nodded and knew he couldn't argue with any of it. It felt a bit odd at first, to know his relationship with his pretty young wife had been engineered by Barby with the cooperation of his older sister. In the long run though, it mattered little. He would have ended up with Barby anyway, she had him mesmerized from the second he noticed her. She had cast a spell over him and day by day, she kept moving him forward and taking him to places he could only have imagined before. "It's all worked out for the best," he smiled, kissing his wife's beaming face. "Was mom in on it too?"
Barby giggled and Jisel shook her head. "No, that was an unexpected surprise for us," she chuckled naughtily.
Jisel didn't understand the reference and had a puzzled expression on her face. She looked at her sister-in-law and then her brother and all of a sudden, the reality hit her. "Oh my God, my brother is a
motherfucker
