f Lucy could have changed one thing about her wonderful life with Jake, she'd have convinced him to entertain more often. She so looked forward to her rare opportunities to have fun with multiple cocks.
She sat on her heels in the bed between Jake and Keith, a hand on each of their giant pricks. Her little fingers danced up and down the great hard columns, lingering from time to time to massage their balls, encouraging their big sacks to replenish and be ready for both to service her delicious new daughter-in-law.
Lucy was a giving woman, but she was not in too great a hurry to rush the men's recovery along. Not when Keith had pushed his hand between her legs from behind and was casually fucking two of his skillful fingers into her tight wet cunt.
She caught Sarah and Lucy's attention where they cuddled in an overstuffed chair by the wall. She dropped her mouth open and let her tongue flop out, rolling her eyes upward to make the most demented clown face that she could. They both giggled.
"Gee, I love how carefree you all are about sex," Sarah told Monica. "You just, I dunno, let go so easy and enjoy it without--without..."
"Feeling guilty?" Monica smiled knowingly at her. "What's the point of shame about something as great as fucking? You work in hospitals for all the years I did, you see way too much about how soon and badly life can end, and you see it all too often."
"Ryan said you run the hospital where Keith practices?"
"Did. I got out a couple of years ago. Decided it was time to devote myself to what I really love."
"So...what do you do now?"
"Escort."
"Oh!"
"All very classy guys, mind you. I got a manager sets up my dates. She earns her commission, she's got a spreadsheet of the kinkiest, biggest-dicked clients in the Great White North. Marvelous gal, and on top of everything else, she eats my pussy like an angel."
"How does Keith feel about it?"
"Oh, for Christ's sake, girl! It was his idea! Well, mostly his, anyway. Keith's got his hours, you know? He's not a workaholic, exactly, but he drives himself damned hard. So many people need his help. And me, ever since Keith opened me up I go insane if I don't get cock for a day.
"This way, I get fucked whenever I want, and I get paid well for it. It's ideal."
The day had been one shock after another, for Sarah. Every time she started thinking that she must have seen the limits of Monica and Lucy's sluttishness, she fell through yet another trap door.
"I guess I get what you mean, sort of," she volunteered. "Until I met Ryan I had no idea of how much I loved sex and...and everything."
"There you go. The Carver men have got something. Cocks that belong on horses, yeah, but they've also got this way about 'em that just makes you want to get naked and open your legs to all comers. Never seen anything like it. I wasn't at the hospital long before I got wind of how many babes he was balling. All the time. Nurses, doctors on staff--Hell, there were a couple of grateful wives who opened their legs for him while their husbands were recovering in the ICU.
"Well, that shocked me. I tried to put a stop to it. I called him on the carpet, to read him the riot act about professional ethics, hospital policy, staff relationships, the whole schmear. Ten minutes into our meeting I was flat on my back on my desk, tits out and panties a distant memory, howling and humping and taking that goddamn telephone pole of a prick up my cock-starved pussy. And Keith just smiling down at me, so pleased with himself. And with me.
"We got hitched the day my divorce was final. My life has been one long sex party ever since.
"A fucking party, you hear?" Monica called out loudly enough for Lucy to hear. "And our hostess is hogging the goddamn buffet." The redhead rose and walked Sarah over to the bed where Keith and his father waited on their backs for her. Lucy moved out of the way. "Fellows, it's time to give Rebecca of Sunnybrook here the biggest thrill of her life. So far this week."
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It immediately struck Ryan as odd that Lucy met him alone at the front door on his arrival at the house. "Didn't expect you back so soon," she said nervously, holding her next-to-nothing red satin dressing gown closed with one hand as she unlocked and let him in. Her hair was disheveled and damp, and Ryan could tell from her scent what she'd been doing. What she and his dad seemed always to be doing. "Sarah said it might be days."
"Turned out to only be half a crisis," Ryan said. "Thought I'd surprise Sarah." He looked past Lucy, who was backpedaling in front of him as he walked through the foyer toward the main stair. "Where is she, anyway?"
"S-She's in bed--"
"She okay?" Concerned, Ryan headed upstairs. Lucy dashed past him, stopping him at the top landing.
"She's fine. Ryan, we need to talk." Before he could protest, she took him by the arm and maneuvered him into an empty bedroom, closing the door behind them.
"All right, what are you guys up to?" He asked, suspicious now.
"Nothing bad. Come sit here on the bed with me, dearie." Lucy sat with a leg tucked under her and one foot on the floor, letting go of her gown to expose her big, perfectly sculpted tits.
"I warned you guys before we came up here. I asked you to take it easy on Sarah. She's very naïve."
"Maybe not that naïve." Was that the ghost of a smile at the corner of Lucy's mouth?
"What?" Ryan's eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Oh, only that I'm sure you must have taught her quite a lot. Haven't you?" Lucy swung a leg around and climbed into his lap, grinding her smooth pussy mound against the crotch of his trousers. His cock leaped in spite of himself.
"What have you two perverts DONE?"
"Oh, screw it," Lucy muttered. She snatched up a remote control from the nightstand, pointed it at the television at the foot of the bed, and switched it on.
After Lucy had married Jake they'd had the entire house wired for sound and video, for the express reason that Lucy liked to watch herself fuck. She liked to watch family fuck, and guests fuck, as long as that was cool with them. And of course for most of the Carvers and most of the sort of friends they cultivated, most of the time that was indeed very cool.
At first, Ryan thought that Lucy was showing him one of her home recordings now. "Don't try to distract me, damn it.," he barked. "Tell me what's going--what the fuck!?"
The naked woman on the screen was not Lucy, or Keith's slutty wife Monica, or any of their sex-crazed social circle.
It was Sarah, right in the middle of the big bed in the master bedroom. Sarah, and Keith, and Jake.
Her back was to the camera, her face turned to one side so that Ryan could see her full profile. She was astride Keith, her knees turned outward and her calves across his thighs so that her slim, high-arched feet almost crossed in the space between his legs. His big hands covered the small globes of her slender ass, pulling them apart so that her pussy was fully visible, pointed right at the camera.
Her sweet little pussy that was stuffed tight as a pink velvet glove by Keith's girthy cock.
Sarah rocked and shimmied on that massive fuck-tool, working her thighs enthusiastically, gyrating her hips while sliding up and down his prick, taking him to the hilt every time.
Jake stood on the bed beside Sarah, resting a hand on her shoulder for balance. She lovingly licked and sucked his bulging cockhead and gazed adoringly into his lustfully smiling eyes. Jake's cockshaft dripped from tip to balls with her saliva, just as Keith's gleamed with her copious pussy cream.
Judging by their appreciative groans, Sarah was pleasuring both father and son immensely with her wet, hot, clinging fuck-holes.
Jake grabbed a fistful of Sarah's fine golden hair at the base of her neck and held her head still. He started pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, going at least halfway down her throat at every stroke. She moaned happily and spiraled her cunt faster up and down Keith's dick.
Ryan took it all in for long seconds, too shocked to move or even speak. He was aware of his cock hardening under the heat of Lucy's cunt as she humped against his tented trousers. But when she started unbuckling his belt, he snapped back to reality and pushed her away.
"I'll kill the motherfucking sons of bitches!" he bellowed. He jumped to his feet, tumbling Lucy onto the floor. Unfazed, she got to her knees and grabbed his belt again.
"You'll do no such thing, Ryan Carver," she snapped. "You'll spoil the whole thing for her!"
"What do you mean, I'll spoil--Stop that!" But Lucy had his pants and undershorts down around his knees and both her small hands on his hard-on. He staggered forward, half-dragging her with him.
The door swung open and Monica stepped into the room. She was naked and dripping wet, toweling off her just-shampooed red hair, her alabaster skin fresh and dewy from the shower.
"I heard the shouting and knew that Number One Son had made his appearance," she drawled. "Fresh cockmeat. Yum."
"Stop it, both of you. I mean it!"
Monica locked the door behind her. She pushed Ryan hard in the chest. Lucy tripped his ankles and he fell backward onto the bed.
The situation was hopeless.
"I swear, Ryan, you're the only dude I ever knew who got more uptight and conservative when they moved to L.A." Monica crouched on the mattress beside him and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"What do you mean, 'conservative?'" he demanded.
"I mean that we never thought you were the kind of old-fashioned stick-in-the-mud who'd deny his wife a harmless little fuck," Lucy replied.
"Just like the fuck you're gonna throw us, now." Monica dipped her head and bit one of Ryan's nipples lightly. His cock jumped in Lucy's hands. "Just like you've fucked us both, lots of times. Why do you want to be so stingy to your own bride?"
"I'm not...it's just...oh, forget it." Lucy's lips closed over the tip of his prick. He shook all over and arched his pelvis toward her.
"Don't you understand, after all these years, that fucking is everything, to sluts like us? Fucking is what being a woman is all about."
"Sarah is not a slut."
"No?" Monica turned his head back toward the television screen. Ryan watched his newlywed bride continuing to get fucked by both his father and his brother. Jake was ramming his entire cock down her throat on every thrust, now, and there could be no doubt that Sarah loved it. She rested her palms on the fronts of his beefy thighs and moved with him. Her half-closed eyes fluttered and her face was a portrait of sheer sensual bliss.
Keith pounded relentlessly up into her pussy, picking up speed...
...Sarah moved a hand up to tenderly fondle Jake's cum-swollen balls, and then onward and up between his legs, behind him, her index finger extended and creeping toward his puckered asshole...
...And Monica lowered her pussy onto Ryan's cock while Lucy crawled between his legs to suck on his ballsack.
"EEEYAWWWH!!!"
Screams echoing down the long hallway barely registered on Sarah's senses. She was completely consumed and overwhelmed, enraptured by the glory of fucking two men at once.
The first few minutes had been uncertain for Sarah. She'd had her doubts, even as four feminine hands had guided her into position atop Keith, poising her pussy on the bulbous dome of his prick. Jake had stood back a few feet, admiring the three naked women, enjoying the view as Monica and Lucy prepped Sarah by teasing her hardened nipples and clit. He'd idly run his hand along his cock, and waited.
That cock, the biggest in Sarah's young world, had been just out of her reach and dripping with clear pre-cum. Her mouth had watered at the sight.
Sarah had flexed her thighs slightly to lower herself onto Keith's cock. Her pussy had been moist and swollen and ready for dick, but it still took concentration to relax enough for Keith's oversized cockhead to slip past her pussy lips and completely into the entrance of her cunt. Her sensitive cuntal nerves had so magnified the impression of his size that she'd felt like she was being penetrated by a grapefruit.
She'd looked down, astounded, as the tremendous cock crown had disappeared inside her. An explosion of heat rolled through her loins, followed by the unceasing pressure of his thick cock filling her pussy to the limit. She'd settled more of her weight down onto his prick, moaning as it went deeper and deeper.
Lucy and Monica had slouched on the mattress a few feet away, their heads and shoulders propped on pillows and their fingers busy between each other's legs. Lucy had sucked fervently on one of Monica's big pale nipples.
In her rising arousal, Sarah's carnal reflexes had taken over, her inner muscles dilating so that Keith's cockhead glided more easily up into the depths of her sex canal. "Fuck me, Sarah. Let yourself go and fuck me like the little tramp that you know deep inside that you are. The slut you want to be."
"Fuck him, girl," Lucy had chimed in. "Get all of that big dick in your fuck-hole and ride him good. Take all of his cock while Monica and I watch and get off together!"
Sarah had risen up almost completely off of Keith's prick and sat down again with full force. He'd humped upward at the same time, plowing past her slick pink cunt-lips, driving hard and deep into her. She'd climaxed with a giddy, high-pitched squeal of joy.
Then Jake had stepped forward and Sarah had accepted his cock between her lips without hesitation. As if sucking a cock while fucking a second was something she'd done every day for years.
Since then, events had become a blur of unimaginable pleasure. She had no idea now how long she'd been skewering herself on Keith's cock and nursing on Jake's.
Jake had come in her mouth and she'd drank his jism thirstily, then continued sucking him until his cock stiffened and balls swelled once more. He'd never left her mouth.
At some point, something had distracted Lucy and Monica and they'd disappeared off somewhere into the house. Sarah had barely noticed. She was completely absorbed in the ecstasy of endless penetration by Keith's massive fuck-knob. The muscles of her thighs and belly and slender ass trembled with the repeated challenge of taking that bludgeon and the massive fuckmeat behind it. Her pussy lips seemed to have been stretched elastically around that pile-driving prick forever, but her lust was not yet quenched.
Each time the enormous cockhead burrowed up into her, she could feel every fraction of every inch of its passing, touching places in her that had never been touched, setting off sizzling spasms of pure delight in ways no other man had, not even Ryan.
With every powerful stroke up Sarah's cunt, Keith's hammering prick shattered and drove out her last inhibitions, like some carnal exorcism.
Sarah marveled at how different cocks could be.
Ryan's made her happy. He had been her liberator. Her lusty knight in armor.
Jake's filled her channel in such a way that she felt complete, like she'd just discovered the secret to life.
And Keith's cock lifted her to another realm entirely, promising all the joys of Heaven and then delivering on that promise with every thrust. She climaxed on every five or six of his masterful strokes up her pussy, and she'd been coming for what seemed an eternity.
Was every man's cock so unique? Sarah wondered. She wanted to find out.
As much as Sarah loved Ryan, it dawned on her now that her promise to be faithful to him and him alone had been ill-informed. The vow of an untried, callow girl. But Sarah was an innocent no longer. There was a world of cocks out there, waiting for her to spread her legs and sample them.
Ryan had enjoyed lots of different pussies in his day, after all. But she was only now tasting the wonders of other studs.
It wasn't fair.
She couldn't give this new way of life up. She just couldn't.
She hoped that Ryan would understand.
Keith's hips twitched spasmodically and his strokes shortened. "I've gotta shoot," he said through gritted teeth, making a last effort to hold back his cum as long as possible. "I can't help myself any longer. You're such a great fuck, Sarah. The way you work that pussy, my balls are so full you wouldn't believe and it's all gonna go straight up your hot little cock-sleeve!"
"Mmmph!" Sarah moaned and nodded around Jake's cock. She bounced more frantically up and down, rippling her inner fuck-muscles the way she'd learned to do with Ryan and that she'd discovered today so pleased every man she fucked. Clutching Jake's asscheeks, she held on and bobbed her head in and out faster, getting all but the last few inches of his big fuck-pole down her throat every time.
Sarah desperately wanted Jake to shoot off in her mouth at the same time that his son filled her pussy with cum. She was sure that to have lovely jism in two holes at once would have to be the greatest experience of her life and the culmination of a nearly perfect day.
If only the man she loved most in the world were here to share it with her. To see what a total slut his wife had become in a few hours. She hardly dared to dream that it would please him, but she hoped at least that he loved her enough to be happy for her.
"Here it comes, Sarah!" Jake bellowed. "I can tell how much you want it right now, so I'm going to give you another load of what you're sucking for!"
The first few drops of his jism spurted onto Sarah's tongue, like the first small drips of water from a garden hose as pressure built and built along its length. The droplets turned into big hot wads of cum and at last into a steady stream of the rich, salty fluid.
At the same time, warm cum pumped into her pussy as Keith erupted inside her with a shout. He never stopped moving his hips, continuing to plunge into her, his huge flared cockhead shoveling and smearing his seed all along her sizzling fuck channel.
Sarah sank onto Keith's broad chest, hugging him close. When Jake flopped onto his back next to them, exhausted, she leaned over and hungrily licked the sticky remnants of his ball-load from his cock and stomach and thighs.
"What's going on, here?" Sarah froze in horror at the sound of her husband's voice. She jerked her head up and turned to the door.
Ryan stood naked in the doorway, arms across his chest, scowling at them all.
"Hi, Sarah. Miss me, much?""Ryan! Please, darling, I can explain..." Sarah knew how idiotic that sounded. She could think of nothing else to say.
"It's self-explanatory, isn't it?" Ryan stalked toward the oversized round bed. "I see my shy little virgin bride of only a few days carrying on like a wanton whore with my brother and father, From what the girls tell me, you're pretty free with the ladies, too."
Lucy and Monica came in from the shadowed outer hallway, wearing lewd smirks and nothing more.
Neither Jake nor Keith reacted with concern. "You married a real firecracker here, bro. Helluva hot piece."
Jake sat up in bed and stretched laconically. "You're not too angry, are you, son?"
Ryan looked into Sarah's frightened eyes then roved over her flushed, sweat-and-cum-drenched naked body.
"Nah, this is fine," he sneered. "I understand what this family's like. Only thing I don't understand is why nobody's fucking Sarah up the ass. Every true whore I've ever screwed liked ass-fucking best."
Everyone but Sarah laughed. She looked around the room at each of them. "Ryan, what's going on here?"
"Seeing as you two are newlyweds," Keith said, "If someone's going to pop her anal cherry, it's got to be you." He and his father rolled out of bed to join their wives as spectators, leaving a bewildered Sarah curled up alone on the sheets.
Ryan's cock was as hard as she'd ever seen it and as gorgeous as the first time she'd laid eyes on it.
"You're not furious with me?" she asked, relieved but very confused.
"I can't be," he replied. He got into bed and put his arm around her shoulders, hugging her close. "I love you. Like I love the rest of this revoltingly immoral and unprincipled crew of sex fiends."
"The blood runs true," Monica said wryly. "Don't it?"
"I admit I was shocked and a little hurt when Lucy showed me what you were up to. At first."
"You saw? All of it?"
Ryan pointed at the cameras on the wall. "Some of it. Enough to see just how happy and free you were with other men's cocks in you. And to realize how good we can be for each other, and how perfectly you fit into this family. And I admitted to myself that I'd hoped all along that you would--eventually. I thought we'd need more time to get there. A lot more.
"But hell, it was bound to happen when I left you here alone with these guys. I don't know what I was thinking, except maybe I unconsciously wanted this to happen. For you to discover for yourself what kind of a slut you could be, without me leading you like some old lecher down the road to degradation."
"Pretty much my job in this family, anyway," Jake laughed. "To set a bad example for the next generation."
Sarah smiled timidly at that. The weak smile became a grin, then a giggle, and she suddenly found herself laughing out loud along with everyone else.
"You still love me?"
"More than ever," Ryan assured her. "I would have tried to give up all of this to be with you, if I'd had to. I'm just relieved and happy that this way of life is what you want, too. That is, if you do?"
"I do! More than anything!" Sarah declared without reservation. "I never knew! But it's all I want."
"Okay, then, if I were you I'd get down there and assume the position," Lucy offered brightly. Seeing Sarah's confusion, she bent over and slapped her own ass. "Come on, Monica, let's give the bride an assist." They both moved toward the bed.
"Oh!" Sarah exclaimed. She grabbed her husband's arm. "You're really serious? About doing that to me?"
"Doing it with you," Ryan corrected. "But only if you want to."
"I don't know..." With her husband's huge cock inches from her face and remembering how challenging getting it up her virgin pussy had been, just a few days ago, it was hard to imagine it fitting inside her smaller, tighter rear hole without ripping her apart.
But Sarah trusted Ryan even more than she had at the beginning, having learned this evening that there was nothing she could do that would turn him away from her. He loved her that much. It sounded like he'd ass-fucked more than a few babes, and knew what he was doing. He always did. And the thought of women other than herself having shared this intimacy with her beloved husband when she still hadn't was not acceptable to her any longer.
Plus, Sarah could see from everyone's expressions, and from the vigorous new hard-ons that Jake and Keith each sported, just how exciting it would be for them to witness the bride's maiden adventure in butt-fucking. The prospect of what that might mean for her own lusty enjoyment in the days and nights ahead decided the question for her.
"I do, darling," she said softly. "I want your magnificent cock in my ass."
Lucy and Monica clapped their hands and cheered. Keith and his dad shared a high-five. The two experienced sluts posed Sarah on the bed on her hands and knees. Lucy had Sarah plant her knees as far apart as practical without going sprawling on her belly--and stole a lick at her daughter-in-law's drooling snatch while she was at it.
"So good." Lucy smacked her lips. "Your cunt's full of Keith's jism. Just wait a minute, Ryan. Let me clean that up for you, Sarah." She curled her wet tongue far up into Sarah's pussy, lapping up semen and sucking it into her mouth. Sarah almost came right then and there from the stimulation inside her sex canal.
"Pillows under her stomach?" Lucy suggested after finishing. She picked up a plump, overstuffed bed cushion.
"Fuck no," Monica countered. "ME under her stomach." Lying on her back with her feet facing away from the newlywed couple, she scooted back between Sarah's arms until her face was directly under the young blonde's crotch. She took Lucy's offered pillow and stuffed it under her own head, raising herself nearer Sarah's crotch.
"I've been wanting to taste this pussy since I saw that first picture of it wrapped around Ryan's fat dick," she murmured in a thick voice. "I hope you left a little taste for me, Lucy."
"You're his wife," Lucy sniffed. "You get to eat Keith's cum any time you like."
"And it's always a pleasure," the redhead assured her mother-in-law. She pulled Sarah's rear lower until her tongue could reach to tickle the blonde's moist pussy lips, and pulled the pert little globes well apart. "Lube her up."
Lucy spread a thick layer of sex lubricant up and down and around Sarah's ass crack, using her small nimble fingers to work a good amount into the little puckered hole itself. She managed to get two fingers inside, finger-fucking Sarah's asshole with them for a minute. "This'll help loosen you up and relax."
Next, it was Ryan's turn to enjoy Lucy's skilled ministrations. The sex-mad Thai slut welcomed any opportunity to get her hands on a stiff prick, whether purely for her own pleasure or in the service of further sealing the bonds of lust between her horse-hung stepson and the new daughter-in-law that she'd already learned to love herself. She took her time lathing Ryan's long meaty pole with a liberal coating of lube, her fingertips gliding over his fuckflesh, caressing the bloated knob with practiced skill. She made a detour down below to fondle his balls.
That made Sarah a bit grumpy. Lucy was taking way too long supposedly getting Ryan ready. Monica did have a point about Lucy's tendency to "hog the buffet," as the smart-aleck redhead had archly put it.
"That's good enough, thanks." Ryan pushed Lucy's hand away. He was as impatient to begin as Sarah was.
Monica guided Ryan's swollen, mushroom-shaped cockhead to Sarah's puckered asshole. Sarah felt gentle pressure as he pushed to get it in. The little ring of muscle gave way and opened just a bit, and just the tip eased its way inside. Sarah winced in discomfort.
"It's not gonna fit," Sarah whimpered.
Monica chuckled. "Let me help." She twirled her tongue around Sarah's clit and darted the tip into her slit. "Mmmm... Your body wants this, Sarah. I can tell by the way you're gushing into my mouth. Now, just relax. Don't be afraid."
Sarah had a sharp, short orgasm under Monica's oral manipulations, and then another. Her rectum spasmed and relaxed so that the hot, wet dome of her husband's prick could fully penetrate her. It was a combination of pain and exquisite pleasure. She could tell when the flared ridge of his knob slipped through her anal gate--she'd had no idea that her rear entrance was that sensitive! He applied more pressure, sinking his pulsating shaft a few inches deeper into her ass.
"Just give it a good shove, son," Jake's voice boomed.
"Be quiet, you big dickhead!" Lucy slapped his chest playfully.
"It's the best way," Keith defended his father. "She'll thank us later."
"Men! What do you know? Monica and I have had all your cocks up our asses. We're the experts here. Back off."
All the while, more of Ryan's prick inched its way into Sarah's asshole. Ignoring the other guys' banter, he worked slowly forward, being careful not to give her too much of his shaft at once, giving her ass time to accept the unfamiliar invader. He moved back and forth, in and out a few fractions of an inch at a time.
"Rock back a little bit," he encouraged his bride. "That's it. About three inches to go, honey. Three inches and we're all the way home. Ahhhh...feel that, baby?"
"I feel it," she sighed. "Oh, Ryan, it's like you're twice as big!"
"You like it, then?"
"I love it! I swear you're stretching me to the breaking point but I love it so much!"
"Monica, gimme some action, too," Ryan growled as he plowed his prick into Sarah's throttling rear fuck-hole. "Lick my cock!"
"Lover, I can just about reach your nuts," the redhead replied. She did what she could, grasping his pistoning cock in one hand and letting the slippery shaft run freely back and forth through her fingers. With her other hand, she played with his big dangling balls. She craned her neck up, trying to catch one in her mouth, but he was moving way too much for that. She settled for licking his sack as it swung back and forth above her head.
After every few swipes at Ryan's balls, Monica switched back to probing Sarah's slit with her tongue.
With his hands on Sarah's hips behind her slim waist, Ryan humped patiently back and forth, relishing the way her asscheeks trembled with the unaccustomed sensation of his huge cock driving into her rectum. She quaked and shuddered and mewled joyfully as he plumbed her buttery depths.
It had been a long time since Ryan had enjoyed a cherry asshole. Such were rare in the city, at least in the circles in which he moved. Almost as rare as a virgin cunt. Sarah had given him both of hers and he loved her for that, and even more for knowing that he could share her with his family.
As Sarah grew used to this marvelous new kind of penetration she bucked back harder against him and he sensed that she was ready for him to go still deeper. He braced his hands between her shoulder blades and scooted forward to crouch directly over her ass. At this angle, he was fucking his cock straight down into her asshole and was able to go all the way in until his balls slapped her asscheeks.
"UH-OH! OH! OH!" Sarah cried out.
With Ryan completely out of the way and his forceful thrusts pushing Sarah down onto Monica, the redhead could redouble her attentions to Sarah's pussy. She stiffened her tongue and drilled it in and out of the blonde slut's fresh, open sex slot.
Monica had found that younger women's cunt cream was particularly creamy and flavorful. That was her opinion, anyway, and she rarely passed up a chance to introduce a neophyte to the delights that an experienced woman's mouth could bring. She'd looked forward to this visit and to the opportunity for some leisurely mutual slit-sucking with Lucy. It was weird, having a mother-in-law decades younger than herself. Lucy had just turned thirty years old this year. Her tiny cunt was a delectable gem, her mound soft and never stubbly. As smooth and hairless as Lucy's entire body was, Monica was not sure that any hair had ever grown between the woman's legs at all.
Sarah's face dipped between Monica's parted legs. She licked experimentally at Monica's protruding clit but was so buffeted by her husband's thrusts and overwhelmed by the pleasure of cock in her ass that it was impossible to concentrate. She rested her cheek on one of the redhead's thighs and settled for occasionally licking her pale pussy lips. That suited Monica well enough. She was sure that she'd have Sarah to herself later.
From the corner of her eye, Sarah saw Lucy on her knees between Jake and Keith, alternating between sucking her husband's and then her stepson's cock. The sight combined with Monica's pussy-eating triggered the full-body orgasm that had been building in Sarah's loins since her maiden ass-fuck had commenced.
"Motherfuck! Cumming cumming cumming oh goddamn Cocksucking Angels in Heaven!" Sarah shrieked. She was sure that she'd never used such language before in her life. She hoped these studs and sluts did not think poorly of her for it.
Ryan slammed hard down against her asscheeks and erupted inside her. Hot jism jetted into her ass tunnel, long streamers of cum. It was another new experience, both soothing and sublimely sensual.
Monica sealed her mouth to Sarah's pussy and greedily drank the girl-cum spouting from Sarah's fuck-hole.
"I own this ass!" Ryan bellowed. He yanked his cock out to unstopper a flood of white goo that spurted from Sarah's little anus, down between her legs, and dripped onto the sheets. "You all hear? Fuck Sarah any other way you and she want, but her asshole is mine."
"Yes, darling," Sarah played along, sobbing happily and gasping for breath. "My ass is yours and yours alone. 'Till death do us part."
But when her husband turned away, the adorable blonde bride winked slyly at Keith and Jake.
She was already planning to take each of them up her ass at her first opportunity.
Keith's monster cock-knob driving into her butt would be a fuck to remember, for sure.
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The days and nights passed too quickly, and soon it was time for Sarah and Ryan to pack up and get on with the rest of their carefully preplanned honeymoon. At everyone's insistence, Ryan had already called the airline to twice reschedule their outbound flight to Tahiti.
Sarah was having too much fun, getting to know her new family ever more intimately.
On their last evening together, the six gathered out at the hot tub by the swimming pool. No one saw any need for swimwear. So the Carver men sat on the curved deck surrounding the tub with their hard cocks swaying in the warm breeze while the women played a game.
The game was simply this: each slut paired off with a stud other than her husband and jacked him off until he shot his load.
It was a friendly competition, one without losers.
Following Lucy and Monica's lead, Sarah had located herself right in front of a Jacuzzi jet. Kneeling with her legs parted, the warm, bubbling water produced a continual hum of arousal as it flowed between her legs and over her pussy lips. The stimulation spurred her efforts as she fondled Keith's cock--not that she needed more inspiration in that area. She'd fallen in love with his oversized fuck-knob. Just the sight of it churned up her cunt in a special way, and she wondered how many others there were like it. She meant to do a hands-on survey of Ryan's buddies when they got back to L.A. She was confident that her husband would support the project.
The agreed-upon rules for the hand job competition permitted no sucking as such, but naturally, she'd drooled liberally all over Keith's cock at the start, to lubricate his shaft.
She spat in her palms and slid them along the upper surface of his cock, going hand-over-hand from root to tip. She varied the technique every so often by curling her thumb under to tease the sensitive spot just behind the underside of his cock-head. Good Doctor Keith said it was called the frenulum. All she knew was that she'd seen him blow huge loads whenever Monica licked him there.
Sarah hoped for a geyser. She could tell that he was pretty close to coming now.
But Lucy always had the advantage in such competitions, having avidly whored since her late teens. Her technique was to cup Ryan's balls in one palm, blowing warm breath on his ballsack while sliding her fingers rapidly along the underside of his prick. When his shaft started jumping wildly, it seemed she would be the sure winner.
But when Ryan's first streamer of jism arced into the air, Lucy aimed his cock at her mouth and folded her lips over his cock crown, a violation of the rules. Her cheeks puffed out and her throat worked to guzzle down what was doubtless a generous cumload. Lucy had that effect on men.
"I guess I lose," she said sheepishly, but without real regret. She collected the last spurts of fluid and licked it out of her hand. "It's just not in me to let a man's ball juice go to waste. And honestly, your husband's is the tastiest."
"It is," Sarah agreed proudly.
Keith climaxed next, shooting his cum in a high arc over Sarah's head. She craned her neck to watch it. A little splattered down into her face and hair.
When Jake shot off, crafty Monica had her wine glass in hand to capture as much as she could. With a hearty sigh, the redhead relaxed with her back against the tub wall and her elbows on the rim, sipping the heady cocktail of red wine and semen she'd created.
Always an attentive host, Jake saw that most of his guests' glasses were empty. He refilled them all, then raised his in a toast.
"As the, ah, patriarch of this family, I hope that just this once I can speak for everyone, without fear of contradiction, in saying that we're overjoyed to welcome Sarah to the clan. We all love you, Sarah. You're a perfect fit."
"Hear, hear!"
"With a little stretching," Monica quipped, idly fondling Jake's softening cock.
"Sarah, I'm afraid we went behind your back and plotted against you this afternoon," Lucy began. "We wanted to plan something special for the bride on her last night with us." She took Sarah by the hand and led her into the house. The others followed them up to the master bedroom.
Ryan lifted Sarah in his arms and carried her across the room, depositing her on her hands and knees in the center of the big round bed. He stepped back. His father climbed onto the bed, crouched behind her, and made ready to fuck her.
"This evening is all for you, Sarah," Jake said. "Three cocks for you." With that announcement, he penetrated her ready cunt.
"And our pussies, too," Lucy added.
All for me! Sarah thought. Jake's prick sliding up her cock channel stoked her always-simmering lust to a boil and she came immediately. She tingled from head to toe, imagining all the hot possibilities the evening ahead held in store.
"Fuck me, fuck me faster!" she gasped. Monica and Lucy sat on the edge of the bed to watch as the other men moved in on Sarah.
"I'm dying to get my cock in your hot little mouth, again." Ryan knelt in front of his wife and offered his half-hard cock to her parted lips.
"And I hope you always are, darling." She sucked him to the top of her throat, tonguing his velvety, mushroom-shaped cock-head. His prick stiffened and thickened in her mouth as she worked him over. Jake settled into an easy fucking pace, thrusting almost casually into her from behind.
Lucy, raven-haired, big-titted little fuckdoll Lucy, lay on her back and wriggled under Sarah for a close-up view of her husband's huge prick stroking in and out of Sarah's tight fuck-hole. She watched for a couple of minutes, playing with her pussy, and when she finally couldn't resist joining in she scooted back a little further, propped her head up, and started licking Jake's taint. She rubbed Sarah's clit gently.
"Oh yeah, Luce, you're making Sarah's pussy spasm all along my dick! And what you're doing with your tongue is great. Lick my balls while you're at it."Perhaps later, my love. In a few seconds, my tongue's going to be in your asshole, rimming you the way you so enjoy." Rimming was usually Lucy's finishing move, because it made most studs shoot right away. But when Jake put his mind to it he could hold off his orgasm and keep on fucking right through a house fire.
Sarah sailed along on a cloud of ecstasy. Jolting orgasms fired off in her cunt every nine or ten seconds. She bucked her hips backward and forward in tempo with Jake's powerful drives. In the midst of her lustful haze she noticed Monica jacking Ryan and Keith off, getting them ready, Sarah hoped, to take their turns at her.
That was exactly what the brothers had in mind. Jake pulled out of Sarah's pussy without coming and moved aside to let Ryan take his place.
The spectacle of his newlywed wife climaxing on his father's cock had been too erotic for Ryan to continue passively watching. He nestled his cock between Sarah's wide-open cunt lips, but before plunging into her he reached around to play with her tits, to tease her for a while and get her even hotter for his prick. Her pink nipples were hard as cherry pits. He rolled them between his fingers and pulled them out as far as he could. He'd learned how much she liked that.
"Give-give it to me now," Sarah begged hoarsely. "I gotta have more cock!"
Ryan counted slowly to ten in his head, then jerked his hips forward abruptly to bury his cock balls deep in his wife's frantically gyrating cunt. Sarah screamed and climaxed again.
Beneath Sarah, Lucy moved forward to take her daughter-in-law's swollen clit between her soft, sucking lips. With a long, grateful sigh, Sarah lowered her face to Lucy's pussy. She admired how perfect her mother-in-law's fuck-hole was: her smooth cunt mound was so pouty and plump that it enfolded and almost hid the narrow dark lips of her sex slit. Her pussy hole itself was so tiny that it still astonished Sarah every time she saw it engulf one of the giant Carver cocks. Sarah could tell Lucy and Monica's pussies apart even when licking them blindfolded-- another sexy game she'd learned to play.
Sarah planted her lips on Lucy's cunt and sucked.
After fucking Sarah through half a dozen climaxes, Ryan too pulled out without cumming himself. "Keith's turn, I think," he said, kissing Sarah on the crown of her head. "The best for last? I know you've got a thing for his dick, anyway."
She lifted her head from Lucy's cunt, gazing wistfully into her husband's twinkling eyes. "You really do love me, don't you?"
"Enough that I'll never risk losing you by keeping you from your dreams."
Once again, Sarah thrilled to Keith's mighty fuck-club masterfully claiming her fuck tunnel. She arched her back and howled as he penetrated and plundered her writhing body until at last she sank into an orgasmic stupor, fuck-drunk from continuous climaxes. She lost all sense of time and no longer had any idea what the others were doing, though occasional moans and giggles and the wet sounds of cocks moving in fuck-holes suggested that they were far from idle.
Keith didn't cum inside Sarah's pussy, either. When she could stand no more pleasure he withdrew and sat back on his haunches between her knees. "Let's do this, guys," he called out. The other studs joined him on the bed, crouching above Sarah, Jake by her side and Ryan by her head.
Lucy knelt behind Keith and Monica behind Jake, each reaching around to fist their partner's hard cock.
Sarah's eyes fixed in fascinated excitement at the tips of those three cocks. Keith erupted first, with two of Lucy's small fingers up his asshole massaging his prostate. Long, pulsing jets of hot jism splashed onto Sarah's tummy and pussy and thighs.
Jake came like a firehose. Monica aimed his cock, directing the thick flow to paint Sarah's tits and face. Sarah was so excited that the rain of cum on her nipples was all it took to trigger her own orgasm.
Sarah watched her husband jack himself off, held her breath, and waited.
With a few last hard pulls on his shaft, Ryan finally exploded, showering his wife's face and hair with spunk. He pointed his cock at her open, drooling mouth to whet her thirst, then dipped down for her to take his cock-head in her mouth and suck the last of his jism out.
Sarah could not have imagined a more perfect beginning to their lives together as man and wife.
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"The house will seem so empty, without you two," Lucy told Sarah and Ryan. The group was gathered in the downstairs kitchen for more wine and a late snack. "Hopefully we'll see a lot more of you together than we have of Ryan over the last few years."
"Here's an idea," Monica said. "You could talk Jake into getting off his hermit's ass and doing a little traveling. I bet you'd love Alaska, even if you do have to wear more clothes--at least, outdoors." She laid a hand on Ryan's shoulder. "And I've got an executive client at one of the studios, so even when Keith's on a heavy surgical rotation I may have the odd chance to drop in on you guys."
"That'd be great," Ryan agreed. "Sarah, honey? You all right?"
"Hmm? Oh, I was just thinking that I wish we weren't leaving tomorrow." Sarah dropped her voice to a smoky contralto that her husband hadn't heard from her before. "It feels like we all have so much more to explore." She batted her eyes vampishly at him, causing Ryan to break into laughter.
"You trying to seduce me, lady?" Ryan unlocked his phone. "Fine, I can change our tickets one more time. This is costing us a fortune. But anything for the love of my life."
"Thank you, thank you! I promise I'll make it up to you, darling. Starting right now." And with that, Sarah reached under the table for Ryan's cock.
Her other hand was already jacking on Keith's.