Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Anybody here?” he yells, bounding into the living room. “I forgot my suntan lotion,” he says as he encounters his wife and his brother-in-law standing almost toe-to-toe in the living room.

“It’s in the beach bag beside the dresser,” Sharon says, not taking her eyes off her brother. “I think I’ll join you at the beach,” she adds, quickly turning and following him down the hall.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us, Paul?” Tim asks, coming out of the bedroom with the lotion.

“No,” he says quietly. “I’ll stay here and help Rhonda put the groceries away,” he says, trying unsuccessfully to catch his sister’s eye before she and Tim leave the beach house.

Tim and Sharon walk to the beach holding hands, each distracted by their review of the brief argument. Tim’s brain is in a fog; incest, penance and a vow to never orgasm, what kind of fucked up perspective is that? He squeezes his wife’s hand and wonders what’s going through her brain.

Sharon’s guilt almost overwhelms her as she feels her husband squeeze her hand. Tim is so good to her, but her impure thoughts of her brother keep invading her mind. Why! Why!

Tim and Sharon boogie board the rest of the morning, laughing and playing in the water. Constantly catching Sharon and helping her stay afloat; his hands are all over her gorgeous body. Squeezing her ass, touching her thigh or even cupping her breasts from behind, Tim doesn’t miss an opportunity to show his affection for his wife. Without realizing it they’ve drifted away from the public beach to a less populated area. Tim wants to talk to Sharon about what he heard but not before he’s shown her that he’s not upset.

With Sharon lying astride the boogie board, Tim starts caressing her firm, round ass cheeks. Much like he did with Rhonda yesterday, he lets one finger slide beneath the fabric at the crotch of her skimpy swimsuit bottom.

“Mmmmm. Someone will see us,” Sharon protests as she enjoys the feel of her husband’s fingers against her moist slit.

“There’s no one around,” Tim replies as he undoes the tie on his swim trunks. The water is hip level, which makes it perfect for what Tim has in mind. Pulling her swimsuit bottom to the side, he slips two fingers into her slick pussy.

“Ohh!” Sharon moans. “We shouldn’t be doing this out here,” she adds without conviction as she spreads her legs, scoots her ass to the end of the boogie board and rocks against her husband’s hand. Tim finger-fucks her with one hand while freeing his erection with the other. Before she can protest any further, he steps between her legs and replaces his fingers with his hard cock.

“Ohhhhhgod!” Sharon cries as Tim buries himself completely inside her hot, velvety snatch. Gripping the edge of the boogie board, he plants his feet solidly in the wet sand and pumps himself in and out of her by yanking the boogie board back and forth across the water. Sharon’s eyes are wide open and she looks fervently around for any would be voyeurs. Finding none, she settles down onto the boogie board, spreading her legs wider and rocking against her husband’s hard cock.

It’s the first time he’s fucked his wife from behind and even though her ass is partially covered by her swimsuit bottom, he finds the experience incredibly erotic. Based on her moans and the motion of her ass, Sharon loves it too. It gives him hope that maybe she’ll agree to the doggie position in bed tonight.

“Ohhhhhhhh!” Sharon moans as she grips the sides of the boogie board and bucks her ass up to meet her husband’s demanding thrusts. They climax in a torrent of heavy breathing and the sound of his body slapping against her ass as he jackhammers his cock into her inflamed pussy.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Oh God, Tim!” Sharon cries when her orgasm rips through her body. “We’re like a couple of animals mating out in the open.”

“You bring out the animal in me,” Tim smiles as he extracts his spent cock from her pulsating pussy and draws her swimsuit bottom back over her opening. Turning the boogie board to the side, Tim bends down and kisses his wife, pressing his tongue into her mouth. Sharon lets the boogie board slip from under her while wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck and weaving her tongue around his.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” Sharon laughs, breaking the kiss. You’d think we were a couple of sex-crazed teenagers.

“Just the sex-crazed part,” Tim laughs, slapping her on the exposed part of her ass cheek. Tim retrieves the boogie board and leads Sharon to a secluded part of the beach where they sit next to each other, watching the waves and letting their breathing return to normal.

“I overheard the argument you were having with Paul,” Tim says after a lengthy silence.

“Oh that was nothing, really,” Sharon says trying to sound nonchalant. Tim puts his arm around her shoulder and pulls her close to him.

“I love you more than life itself,” he says, kissing the top of her head. “I will always be here for you, no matter what. Do you want to tell me about the incest, the penance and the vow?

“I… I… don’t know where to start… it was all so long ago.” Sharon stammers. Tim turns her face to his and kisses her gently but passionately on the lips.

“It’s alright,” he reassures her. “Start from the beginning and we’ll get through this together.”

Tim is anxious to find out what happened between Sharon and her brother so he can discredit this silly ass vow of penance. It’s obvious that Paul has come up with some convoluted process for them to atone for their sins and until recently it has had a significant impact on each sibling’s sex life.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Sharon recounts the night of incest with her brother, explaining how she was drugged the first night but how she insisted they repeat the act the next morning when she was clear headed. Her face reddens with embarrassment as Tim listens intently to her rationalize how she was trying to free her brother from guilt. Tim hears the tremor in her voice and senses her heart beat faster when she talks about sex with her brother.

Sharon feels like she’s going to confession after years of hiding a horrible sin. The tremendous relief of unburdening herself of her guilt keeps her talking about her brother and her dreams. Between sobs, she describes her dreams and how wet she got when he rubbed suntan lotion on her legs and ass cheeks.