Sharing is Caring
[Part 2]
Susie continued sucking on her husband's cock, careful to run the tip of her tongue along all the ridges and crevices where juicy drops of cum might be evading her. Jack moaned contentedly as she worked her hand up and down on his still-hard shaft.
"Don't think you're not in huge trouble for this," she said, lightly digging her teeth into the soft flesh of the head of his penis. Jack winced and his eyes widened.
"Honey, I'm sorry, Jill said it would be ok, She said..."
Jill continued lapping greedily at Susie's pussy. Susan squeezed Jack's shaft roughly.
"My sister," Susan said, a tinge of anger mixed with raw power lingering on the sound of her voice, "is a cum guzzling whore. I don't blame you for fucking her. But I am a tiny bit," and as she said the word bit, she squeezed just a little harder, "a tiny bit annoyed that you'd run to her for advice about swinging with me instead of just talking through your concerns with me like an adult."
Jack winced under Susie's tight grip on his penis. He stuttered trying to find the right words.
"Umm...s. Ss. Sus. Susie, um, Susan," Jack said, grasping for something to say like a car tire spinning in the mud. "Look, I didn't want to sound like I was reluctant. Because I'm not reluctant."
"Is that so?" Susan asked incredulously.
"I just wanted to know more about what it was like to live that way, and I remembered Jill dated a swinger for a while right after you graduated from pharmacy school."
"I see," she said. "But that doesn't explain why you two decided to fuck without me. Were you going to ever disclose that you'd been balls deep inside my sister on OUR bed?"
Jack stood there, his mouth agape. Susan hummed with pleasure as Jill's tongue scooped another pocket of Jack's cum buried deep in her pussy.
"It wasn't like that, Susie." Jack said softly. "Jill had your back 100%. She talked me through my anxieties. Gave me some confidence. She asked me if I had any thoughts about who we were going to ask to join us, and I remembered that game we used to play."
Susan squeezed Jack's cock again to shut him up.
"What game?" Jill asked, her interest peaked. Jack's cum was smeared across her lips.
"Can it, Jill. I can still feel cum dribbling out. Keep licking before I send you back to St. Louis!"
"No, this concerns me too, now." Jill said, indignantly. "Tell me, Jack."
Susan released her grip on Jack's cock, which had turned a strange shade of purple through the process of interrogation. She signed.
"When we first got married, I used to tease Jack about having a crush on you." Susie said, her cheeks blushing slightly. "We used to talk about the differences in our beauty. My natural, big tits versus your medium fake ones. Your pale white skin and blonde hair and my darker skin and black hair. After a few rounds, I realized he was attracted to both of us and we used to role play sometimes with me pretending to be you..."
"Oh that's rich!" Jill said, chuckling. "So this is all your fault!"
"My fault?" Susan snapped.
"You planted the seed about fucking your sister in your husband's head."
Susan turned to face Jill and tackled her on the bed. Their naked bodies wrestled briefly before Jill pinned Susan to the mattress.
"Girls!" Jack protested. "Stop it!"
"If you start with that 'there's plenty of me for the both of us' shit, I'll cut your dick off." Susan said.
Jack closed his mouth and backed away from the bed.
Jill stared intensely into Susan's eyes. Their tits touched each other as Jill held her down and their chests heaved.
"Sis, let it go," Jill said. "We're all family here. We just tag-teamed your husband's cock, for Christ's sake. And your sex life has opened up, like you wanted."
Susie's mouth betrayed a mischievous grin.
"Yes, but with my sister? I don't know it's all very confusing."
"Don't overthink it, Sis." Jill said, kissing Susan on the mouth. "Taste his cum on my lips? I love your husband's cum."
Susan was reluctant at first, but after Jill left a small kiss of cum on her lips, she leaned up to kiss Jill and began to lick the cum off her face.
"That's more like it, Susie!" Jill said, kissing Susan back, but still holding Susan firmly against the bedspread.
The sight of this was simply too much for Jack to handle. His cock swelled as he stared at the filthy display the Webster sisters were putting on for him. He knew his wife. She wasn't really upset, at least in the conventional sense. If anything, she was pissed that Jill let him fuck her without her watching. Susan loves the shift from dominant to submissive, loving to cruel. This was a surprise that caused her to lose control of the scenario and ad lib her role in the sexual chemistry. She hated doing that. Except it was clear that deep down she was having the thrill of a lifetime.
Susan thought of Jack as a naive boy that worshipped the ground she walked on. And while the worship part was pretty accurate, the naivety was mostly an acquiescence to Susan's need to be in control. From the minute Jill walked into their living room in that revealing blouse with an unlit joint in her mouth, ready to party and fuck like a rockstar, Jack knew that this was the weekend to mix and match Susie's power dynamics.
As the girls continued to kiss, Jack carefully approached Jill from the rear. He crawled up on the bed and worked his way toward Jill's gorgeous tight ass, which was wiggling in the air as Jill kissed her sister tenderly.
"You have to admit," Jill said, breaking the kiss for just a moment, "tasting Jack's cum on our lips is pretty fucking great, right? Oh!"
Jack pushed his cock back into Jill's tight, wet cunt, which puckered at the sensation.
"Looks like somebody couldn't wait anymore...oh fuck! Mmmm fuck yes!" Jill smiled and leaned her head back as Jack began to fuck her from behind. "Oh god, I love your husbands big fat cock, Susie! I love the way his cock stretches my tight pussy!!" Her voice broke into a squeal as she finished the thought. Susan sighed, thought a moment, and smile mischievously. She leaned up to suck on Jill's hard nipples
"Mmm I'm glad you like it. Just never forget who it belongs to."
"Never!" Jill responded.
"Such a good little sis, getting my husbands dick all wet and warmed up so he can fuck my pussy too!"
"Oh fuck!" Jill yelled
"Is my little sister going to be a good filthy cum slut for Jack?"
"Oh yes!"
Susan grabbed her hair and slapped her right breast hard. "I didn't hear you!"
"Oh fuck yes!" Jill yelled. "I'm going to be such a good cum slut for your husband's cock!"
"Good girl, Jill." Susan said, turning to look at Jack's face. "Fuck her hard. Teach her that it's not easy being my husband's fuck toy."
Jack nodded, thrusting furiously and deeply, each wet smack of his hips against her ass punctuated by a squeal or moan from Jill.
Jill's pussy felt amazing, Jack thought. She was just as wet and slippery as Susan, but there was this narrow place along her vaginal canal that always gripped him where his shaft was thickest, adding just enough extra friction to make his penis' trip in and out of her pussy especially glorious. After a few minutes, he began to focus all of the stimulation at that point, and Jill's ecstatic moans made clear that he'd found the right spot for both of them.
