Dale pulls up outside the house at the address indicated on Lara's note. It is the twin's place. A large two story, ranch style home that says 'typical American'. The puzzled nephew pulls into the driveway and keys the engine.
Before he could reach the front door Lara is already there, holding it open. She looks delicious in Daisy Dukes, short halter-top, and no bra.
"Hi," she greets with a kiss.
"Hi," he replies returning the kiss and adding a hug. "Who's here for this?"
"Come an' see," Lara responds, escorting him into the house.
While walking through the entryway into the large kitchen he wonders what has been planned. Bettie said on the phone it was his reward for being so open minded about her and Lara. It has only been a few days since deciding to expand the marriage.
The two of them quickly move through the living room. The conversation with the lovely spouse said this was going to be party. Yet, there are no accouterments displayed to give an impression of party atmosphere. Dale ponders, as Lara pulls him through into the den, at what type of get-together this is going to be.
He sees who is waiting as they enter. The occupants click off the TV as the pair comes through the door. Three sets of attractive eyes turns.
Bettie sits at the end of a dark red sofa. The lovely Latina gives a loving stare. The brown of the irises are solid and very dark. This means there is something special planned.
Dale acknowledged resentment of being excluded from the original affair when they had talked about it. There was even an admission of a hit to the old macho pride. Yet, the loving husband accepted that there was no intention to show disrespect or lost of love for him.
Bettie wearing a top consisting of one piece of cloth that stretches across the front with a dozen strings tied in back. It was a shirt simply because it covers a woman's bosom. Beneath the garment is a tight, short mini skirt that barely passed a set of rounded thighs.
Lynda is at the other end of the couch. She is staring just like Bettie. Her blue eyes are filled with thought. The ever-ready sibling shifts anxiously in the chair. The dancer's firm muscles shows with the movement. A slight summer dress exhibits an athletic body well.
Pat sits in a La-Z-Boy. The Nubian beauty is wearing a crop top, minus a bra, and a pair of tight jogging shorts that barely covered a pair of rounded ass cheeks. A dimpled smile appears on the exotic face. He wonders where Pam is.
Lynda suddenly gets up and bounces over. A big hug and a passionate kiss are given. The sexy sister gently pushes him onto the couch.
A forbidden full chest and slim hips thrust hard onto her brother with the uncontrolled fall. The siblings' groins squash together. A set of stiff nipples could be felt poking through the thin dress.
Lara and Bettie lean into Dale, as Lynda stands back up. The three exchange kisses. The two hot females snuggle into him. The lengths of the slender bodies press fully. A hard rod bulks visibility in the pant crotch.
They press even closer. The two lusty women hold Dale in position. The young husband feels slightly confused as to how to respond. The situation seems like an unreal fantasy.
Bettie kisses a corded neck and around to his mouth. A deep French tongue dance follows. A soft hand explores a full packaged. It is getting harder with the caresses.
Dale looks over at Lynda. His sister has returned to the couch. A hand is under the hem of the short skirt. A set of dancer's legs has opened to accommodate a probing finger.
Pat, still on the chair, is swirling a finger around a nipple straining under the tight crop top. A right hand glides over the crotch of the jogging shorts.
Suddenly the women stop in mid motion. Sly glances are exchange by the quartet. Sardonic grins appear in unison.
"I think it's time." Lara announces.
The women stands up and immediately disrobe. Titties bounce from the sudden release. Four beautiful and BALD pussies are exposed!
"You all shaved your cunts!" Dale amazes with a transfix ogle at the naked honey buckets.
"We all know how you love bare cunnies," Lynda reminds. "So we decided as part of the reward we would be as nude as possible for you, dear brother."
"That's why you're the only guy here," Pat, tells, "We figured that you would enjoy being the only cock in a sea of hot cunt."
Which reminds me," Dale, scanning the room, wonders, "Why am I the only guy here?" He quickly notes, "Not that I'm complainin'."
"Because, my dear husband," Bettie reveals, "You've been so open an' willin' to let me have my way as I wish."
"An' a lot of men would've been upset at the idea of a marriage being extended without askin' first," Pat adds, then quips with a dimpled smile, "You know, Tiger, the macho thing."
"What about Josh an' Bobby?" the puzzled husband wonders, "Aren't they part of this? Haven't they been open-minded an' sharin'?"
"In many ways they have," the pretty Latina wife points out, "But they still expect a certain amount of exclusivity with their women."
"Which is why Terry an' Melissa ain't here tonight," Lynda informs, "Their guys really didn't want them here without them."
Dale looks over at Pat. The sexy woman smiles broadly. It says she knows what the next question is going to be.
"It was either Pam or I to run the store." The dark eye beauty tells, "My sister lost the coin toss."
Leaning into Dale, Bettie states softly, "You are willin' to share me to the fullest and without restrictions." With a quick kiss, she completes, "An' that is why you're being rewarded. "For us women, that's really a turn on to find a guy who lets us be us."
"An' with our close friends, we want to make this a special 'honeymoon' to consummate the new marriage arraignment." Lara hotly promises, "This is gonna be a night you shall never forgot."
"Now watch, dear husband," the sexy Latina wife says moving up behind Lara, "while I bring our woman to a climax."
She kisses and licks the older partner's neck. Lara leans back as pink nipples harden quickly. An arm wraps behind the sexy Latina's neck.
"Lara," Bettie hisses, "You've still the hottest body I've ever made love to." She adds in a lower husky voice, "An' I love you so, my new wife."
"Jezzus!" a turned on Pat exclaims, "That's such'a hot scene. Two women actin' as mates."
Bettie pushes Lara onto the couch. She quickly rotates so the two naked females bodies are rubbing. Four beautiful tits squeeze up against each other. The taboo lovers embrace into a deep, passionate kiss. The older woman's hands roam the younger body finally settling on handfuls of ass.
The sexy Latina continues to kiss down a tanned, fit body. A hard nipple is captured in a hungry mouth. Dale could hear the sucking sounds of lust.
"Ohhhhhhh, Baby," Lara coos, "that really feeellllllll good!" A firm back arches so the lovely mounds stand upright.
Kisses trails down a flat abdomen. A pair of finely sculptured legs opens up. Knees rise to accommodate Bettie's attention.
"Go for it, lover," Lara sighs, "Eat your woman's pussy."
Dale is rock hard! The sight of the female relatives fucking is always a massive turn on. The fact these two are his 'wives' only increases the erotica. To see them go at each other is insanely hot.
He looks over at the other two women. Both are enjoying the show. Each is fingering wet pussies lustfully.
Bettie's head now moves up and down between Lara's legs. The sucking noises increase with the gyrations. The older blonde's hips hump in unison to the young raven-haired beauty's tongue.
"Oooooooooo!" Lara moans, getting more excited, "Oh god! You're gonna make me cum."
The dark pink cunt is sucked on even harder on. A nervous tongue licks and washes an extend clit. A hot mouth captures a fleshy knob. It is inhaled deeply.
"Sweet Mother-of-God!" Lara shouts with an arching back.
"Make your woman cum!" Lynda encourages huskily still finger-fucking rapidly.
"That's she is!" Lara wails, "That's she is!"
Curvy legs cross a trim, brown back. Excited hands bury into a dark tress. Perfect thighs hump back at the assaulting tongue.
Bettie sucks even harder on Lara. A greedy mouth clamps over the hot honey hole. A twisting tongue Frenches the mature pussy uncontrollably.
"Yes!" Lara yells in a sexual lust, "Make your mate cum!" The fit hips increase the humping, "Go for it, Lover!" She shouts hot encouragement, "Make your baby climax!"
All could hear the sounds of deep and long sucking. Bettie is a vacuum cleaner of lust. A lustful mouth bites and chews on the wet, tender flesh. The young wife is out to make the older lover cum hard.
"I'mmmmmmmm Cummmmmmmmmmin!" Lara shouts, "I'mmmmm cummin' all over your lovely face!"
With that the tall blond twists and contorts in a sexual frenzy. The model's legs tighten around the raven-haired head. Hands press the pleasure making Latina to go deeper into the climaxing twat.
The sucking and slurping continues as Lara begin so slow down as the orgasm completes. Slender legs fall open. The hot aunt lies spread-eagled and panting.
Bettie sits back on legs. The Latina's lovely face shines with the older woman's juices. A lower lip is licked slowly. The favor of her lover's cunt is relished.
"Are'ya ready?" Bettie asks Lara.
"Yeah!" she answers breathlessly, "Let's continue the show."
Lara and Bettie suddenly pull Dale off the couch and onto the floor. They grab at his clothes. Each yanks roughly at the garments.
"You didn't think you are gonna keep these things on?" Lara quips pulling off shoes.
"Yeah!" Bettie giggles, "You're gettin' raped, buddy."
"Your wives are takin' charge here," the sexy blond hotly states.
Within seconds the young husband is a nude as the women. They then drop to knees outside each of muscular thighs. Fingers begin feathery touches of the hard shaft.
"Oh damn!" Dale sighs with the gentle touches.
