Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Why did you get them is more the question,” Paul asks, incredulous that his wife and his sister would be willing to display so much flesh. “Sharon, my god! You can’t wear that!”

“Oh, but your wife can?” Rhonda asks, strutting over to where her husband is standing. While Paul’s eyes shift to his wife’s bouncing breasts, Tim follows the rippling flesh of her half exposed ass cheeks.

“No! I didn’t mean that!” Paul tries to recover from his focus on his sister. “Neither one of you can! Don’t you agree, Tim?” Paul asks, looking to his brother-in-law for support.

“I think they look sexy as hell and we’ll be the envy of every guy on the beach,” Tim answers, smiling from ear to ear as he shifts his gaze from his wife to his lover, mistakenly believing that he’s the only one who’s fucked both of these gorgeous women.

“Then let’s go before we change our mind,” Sharon says, grabbing her beach bag with one hand and her husband’s arm with the other she pulls him down the steps to the beach. Rhonda tries to grab Paul’s arm but he pulls away, scowling.

“Fine. Be Mr. Grumpy,” she smiles, running to catch up with Tim and taking his other arm. Several male heads lift from their towels as they watch Rhonda run across the sand, her barely covered breasts bouncing against her chest and her ass cheeks dimpling in and out with each stride. Paul shakes his head and runs to catch up with the group.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“I think you’re going to need some sun screen so you don’t burn,” Tim tells his wife as he pulls the tube from the beach bag. They’ve settled on a blanket in a secluded little alcove near the water line and both women are lying on their stomachs. Tim admires the view of their nearly identical asses only half covered by their bikini bottoms. While certainly not thongs, their swimsuit bottoms are cut high enough to leave a lot of flesh exposed.

“Maybe you should do me and let Paul put sunscreen on Sharon,” Rhonda says. “I don’t want to lose you two for the afternoon if you get carried away,” she smiles.

“Rhonda!” Sharon admonishes but her heart is beating rapidly at the thought of her brother touching her naked skin. She squeezes her thighs together and tries not to show her excitement.

“Fine. Whatever,” Tim tries to act nonchalant but is very willing to rub sunscreen all over Rhonda’s bare ass cheeks.

“That’s okay,” Paul says. “I can do Rhonda and you can do Sharon.” Sharon turns her head to hide her disappointment.

“No, do your sister, silly.” Rhonda says playfully while scooting over next to Tim. “Come on, Tim. I don’t want to burn.” Paul shrugs and acquiesces to his wife’s choice. Not wanting to make a scene, he slowly turns his attention to his sister.

Rubbing sunscreen on his hands, Paul begins rubbing the back of Sharon’s legs, methodically covering her with the creamy lotion. Sharon spreads her legs as he works his way up her shapely thighs. Paul is trying to think about anything besides his sister’s nearly naked body as he spreads the sunscreen evenly across her thighs. His heart is pounding and he’s sweating while his brain is filled with the vision of Sharon astride his hard cock when they were in college.

Tim, on the other hand, has turned Rhonda’s sunscreen application into an erotic massage. Taking advantage of Paul’s back to him and Sharon’s head turned the other way, he caresses up her inner thigh and brushes his fingers across her bikini covered pussy lips. Rhonda stifles a moan as Tim gets bolder and, without taking his eyes off of Paul or Sharon, slips one finger inside Rhonda’s swimsuit bottom, feeling the moist heat emanating from her aroused pussy.

Rhonda puts a fist to her mouth as her brother-in-law’s finger glides between her slick pussy lips. With his other hand applying sunscreen to her exposed ass cheek, he makes it look like he’s rubbing sunscreen with both hands.

“Don’t forget those dimpled cheeks, Paul,” Tim says as he watches his brother-in-law skip over Sharon’s bottom. “We don’t want them burned.”

“Yes, please, Paul,” Sharon murmurs. “Make sure I don’t burn.” Sharon’s pussy is on fire as her brother’s soft, gentle hands caress her warm skin. She holds her breath, waiting anxiously for him to get to her ass cheeks. She’s unconsciously clenching her pussy muscles in an attempt to appease the arousal building between her legs. Paul’s cock is responding to his sister’s bare flesh and he shifts sideways to conceal his growing erection.

All pretense of applying lotion is gone and Tim is outright finger-fucking Rhonda while her husband and his wife are only a few feet away. Rhonda is biting down on her fist as she rocks against his hand and her orgasm builds inside of her. Turning her head towards the others to watch for signs of discovery, she lifts her ass up giving Tim greater access. Tim withdraws his finger from her pussy, replacing it with his thumb while his middle finger teases circles around her aroused clit.

Tim’s machinations coupled with the risk of discovery drives Rhonda over the top. She clamps her hand over her mouth as a tremor flows through her body, coating Tim’s hand in hot pussy juice. While catching her breath, Rhonda notices her husband is still caressing his sister’s ass cheeks. His touch is light and gentle, but Sharon has her legs spread and seems to be rocking with his slow caress.

But the real shocker is that her husband’s swimsuit trunks appear tented in the front. My God!

He’s got a hard-on over his sister’s ass. Well, Rhonda muses, what man wouldn’t react to touching an ass like that, sister or not. But, still it’s his sister! She closes her eyes and her lips form a knowing smile as she basks in the afterglow of her much need orgasm. Sharon turns her head towards them as Tim applies sunscreen to Rhonda’s back.

Sharon’s pussy is on fire from her brother’s lingering caress of her warm ass cheeks. She turns her head to check whether Tim or Rhonda have noticed how long he’s taking with that part of his sunscreen application but neither are paying any attention. Rhonda has her eyes closed, almost like she’s sleeping and Tim is concentrating on rubbing sunscreen on her back. Sharon sighs and closes her eyes, undulating her hips to her brother’s massage.

Paul knows this isn’t right but he can’t seem to move his hands form his sister’s nearly bare bottom. His vivid memory of her naked body writhing on top of him is fogging his brain and making him uncomfortable. He knows he should stop but his hands aren’t listening to his brain. He glances behind him to see if he’s being watched while wondering why Sharon hasn’t said anything. She seems to be rocking her hips in encouragement. God! This is wrong!