The Tricky Wife.
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The small shack Robby called home was quiet save for a few whimpers in the back bedroom.
"Hmm, ooh," Lily hummed.
Mae used her strong arms to hold her in place as she withered against her lips. Her brother's wife had the tastiest pussy she had ever had. She loved her and wanted to bring her the utmost pleasure.
Mae flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder and fell seamlessly into her task, lapping her tongue over her sticky clit.
Lily had recently shaved and the trim had given her cookie a sensitive feel. Giggling, she casually propped her foot upon her shoulder. Her sister in law had a tongue that swirled expertly around her fat clit.
Lily clawed her fingers at the sheets of the bed she shared with her husband, "Mm, oh, Mae, ooh, Mae," she whispered, reaching for her hand.
Intertwining her fingers, Mae took her time bringing Lily to peak and delighted as her grip tightened around her palm.
Lily squirmed, swirling her hips against her greedy mouth, "Mmm, hmm, oh, yes yes."
Mae spread her legs wider, holding them captive in her grasp, "Give it to me, sweetie," she urged in a whisper across her wet folds.
With a heavy breath, Lily removed her hand from her hold, and bucked, palming her blonde crown. Her body was curling for an orgasm and she was inches from obtaining the best one yet.
"Oh, My goodness, Mae," she sighed, "oh, right there, right there, right-"
When she opened her eyes, Robby stood above her and just as fast her pleasure ceased. He pulled his sister by the hair from the bed onto her feet, disclosing her sticky chin. His face was a familiar handsome mask of spite that she had come to recognize.
Mae shoved her shoulders away from his grip, "Robby-"
"Shut your mouth! Sinful wench," he spat.
Lily hated conflict and started to speak, "Robby, don't-"
"You hush, girl!"
Sheepishly, Lily hurried back onto the headboard and pulled her skirt down around her ankles. She felt the need to apologize but this wasn't an odd experience.
It had been a month since she and Robby had introduced their extramarital lovers. Although his whore had not rejoined them since, Mae had been a vital part of their sex life.
Robby seemed to enjoy watching his sister feast between her legs and Lily wondered why he had now changed his mind. The empty moonshine flask in his hand was one of the explanations.
"Robby, let go, you're hurting me," Mae whined, pulling from his hold.
"You sneaky tramp," His grasp around her arm tightened,"Get your ass on outta here before tell the priesthood about your ways."
Halting her fight, Mae stood stunned.
"You wouldn't do that, brother." she whispered, "You couldn't."
"The hell I won't. If I catch you two sneaking behind my back again, I'll have both of you committed."
A saddened look crossed her face and she took his heed, dropping her head down to avoid his wrath.
Lily shivered. Had an influential soul, such as a priest, found out about their liking for women, she could see them in an asylum or worse, their bodies hanging on a tree as an illustration of evil.
"What I ought to do is teach my sinful wife how to take cock then she will be turned off from whatever spell you got on her."
When Mae looked up, he was holding his cock at the base in his palm stroking the thick appendage so fast his public hair blew from the gust.
"Get your ass over here, girl and take this cock."
"Don't hurt her, please," Mae whimpered.
"What did I tell you, huh? This is my wife and I can do whatever I please with her."
"Robby, please-"
Robby bounced toward Mae. She flinched, attempting to dash out of the room but he caught her and pulled her back on his chest. He chuckled as she fought from his embrace to run for the door.
"I think I want you to stay around and watch," His lips tickled across her ear, "Get back to it, since you love her pussy so goddamn much."
Robby eyed his homosexual wife with a sneer, "Come on girl and get your thrills," he ordered, pushing Mae toward the bed.
Fearfully, Lily posed to scoot down but Robby caught her by the hand, twisting her to his liking.
"There you go little cunt licker," Robby chuckled, swatting his wife's plump ass, "eat her up," he ordered, standing tall at the edge of the bed.
On her stomach, Lily kept her eyes on his hairy thigh instead of the thickness dangling around her face. Robby dressed his fingers around her crown and pushed her closer to his slimy tip.
"Suck it."
Lily knew better but twisted her head in resistance, "Robby!"
"Stop that fuss. You're going to suck it while she licks you. Hell, I'm getting sick of watching y'all have all the fun." Robby looked toward his downtrodden sister with a smirk, "Get your ass over here and lick her before I make you suck it, too."
Mae pouted, fidgeting her fingers at her side, "She ain't doing that with you," she frowned, shaking her head from the proposal, "You're some kinda nasty. You ain't got the right to judge us."
"Yea, she's right, I ain't doing that to you... I can't believe you would ask that of me," Lily managed to twist away but he caught her by the skirting, yanking it so hard it unfurled from her hips.
"Get your ass here and suck this pecker, girl, I ain't telling you too many more times before I whip you."
"Why would you make me do something so low," Lily spoke on the verge of tears, "She's your sister. We are not your whores," she whimpered.
"You're my sister's whore." Robby bitterly chuckled, hauling her by the hair to his side.
His precum spread over her clamped lips. Lily made a no-no hum that sweeped out of her nose. This would be a horrid act and tears welled in her eyes.