Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“What are we going to do?” Paul asks, rising up on one elbow to look down at his sister’s beautiful face. “We have added adultery to our sin of incest.”

“Is it still adultery if Tim knows what we’re doing here today?” Sharon asks her brother.

“What are you talking about?” Paul demands.

“He overheard us yesterday when he came back for the sunscreen,” she says and then proceeds to tell Paul about the rest of her conversation with Tim, including his research into incest penance and his suggestion that she and Paul have unfinished business.

“Unfinished business,” Paul muses. “That’s a weird way of referring to it, but I guess he was right.” They lay silently in each others arms for a few minutes with Paul’s spent cock still nestled inside Sharon’s soggy pussy.

“What about Rhonda?” Paul asks. “That’s still adultery even if it isn’t for you and Tim.”

“I know,” Sharon’s answer is barely above a whisper. “Tim thinks that if we stop our penance and get this out of our system, it will improve your love life with Rhonda and every body wins.”

“Are we getting this out of our system?” Paul asks with a half smile.

“I don’t think so,” Sharon sighs. “I think we’ve just permanently imbedded it in our system, at least in mine.”

“Mine, too.” Paul says, kissing her again to prove his point. Unbelievably his cock stirs again within her sweltering pussy and he starts a gentle rocking motion.

“Let’s rest a minute,” Sharon laughs, breaking the kiss and squeezing his ass cheeks to stop his movement.

“What are you going to tell Tim?” Paul asks his mind racing for a way to discuss this with Rhonda.

“The truth,” Sharon answers. “I love him, Paul. I hope he knows what he started and is as open minded as he thinks he is.”

“I’m going to have to tell Rhonda, too. I just don’t know how.” Paul says and they again lapse into a comfortable silence, enjoying the closeness of their bodies and their synchronized heartbeats. Little does Paul realize that as they speak, Tim is preparing Rhonda for that very conversation.

As soon as they had driven off, Rhonda unsnapped her shorts and pulled down the tiny zipper.

“Feel how wet I am already,” Rhonda purred, grabbing Tim’s hand as he glanced at his sister-in-law’s open shorts.

“You are incorrigible,” Tim smiles sliding his hand beneath her panties and immediately feeling the heat emanating from her moist pussy. Slipping one finger between the folds of her labia, he curls the tip of it into her wet opening.

“I’d say you’re ready!” Tim laughs as he maneuvers his finger to her clit hood and draws little circles gently around it.

“Oh yeah!” Rhonda moans, spreading her legs and slipping down a little in the seat, resting her head on Tim’s shoulder. As Tim continues to manipulate her clit, Rhonda pushes up to create more pressure on her sensitive love button.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Oh yes! Just like that… don’t stop,” Rhonda is almost purring as Tim tries to keep his eye on the road while fingering Rhonda’s clit to match her increasing urgency. The day before when he was making his plans, he had spotted a little out of the way motel along the beach and had gotten a room overlooking the ocean. That’s where they were headed now, if he didn’t pass it by in his distracted state.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa!” Rhonda grabs Tim’s hand to still it’s motion and clamps her thighs closed, trapping his finger in her spasming pussy. She jerks a couple of times, flooding her pussy with love juice before turning her head towards Tim.

“How much farther?” she asks through half-closed eyelids.

“Not far,” he smiles, “You may want to do up your shorts. A minute later Tim pulls into the motel, parking right in front of their room.

“We don’t have to check in?” Rhonda asks.

“All taken care of, just like you’re going to be in a few minutes,” he smiles. True to his word, over the next few hours they take care of each other in a variety of ways. Tim eats Rhonda to several powerful orgasms, she returns the gesture with her tantalizing mouth on his hard cock and then they fuck to exhaustion. If it’s not the rocket-launching orgasms that their spouses are experiencing, it’s extremely satisfying and they end up in a tangle of sheets and naked limbs.

“I think there’s something weird going on between Paul and Sharon,” Rhonda broaches the subject that’s been on her mind since they got to the beach house. Tim hadn’t made up his mind about whether it was his place to enlighten her.

“What do you mean?” Tim asks, wondering how much she knows. Rhonda explains about Paul’s initial anger from hearing them make love in the next bedroom, seeing him get aroused when he rubbed sunscreen on his sister and how it seemed like he was timing his lovemaking with her to his sister’s moans from the next room. “I think it has something to do with their sexual hang-ups.”

“You’re right,” Tim answers. He and Rhonda have become too close for him to lie to her. “But there is more to it than you realize.” He confides in her about the overheard conversation, his follow-up discussion with Sharon and what he believes is happening at the beach house right now.

“Oh God, Tim! Paul and Sharon?” Rhonda is speechless. She thought Paul’s reaction was just the natural attraction of a beautiful woman, not the result a prior incestuous relationship. Tim gives her time to digest what he’s told her before he continues the discussion.

“Yeah, just like you and I,” he says matter-of-factly, “except they happen to be brother and sister.”

“That doesn’t bother you?” Rhonda asks, still tying to get her mind around what she’s hearing. Without waiting for an answer, she continues, “So all this sexual repression started from this one time in college?”

“Pretty much. I don’t think their parents’ teachings helped any, but it was Paul, the theology student who came up with the penance.”

“Wow.” Rhonda sighs, her head resting against Tim’s shoulder, their naked bodies still wrapped around each other. “Since you seem to be orchestrating this, what happens next?”

“We know about them, but they don’t know about us,” Tim answers.

“Okaaaay,” Rhonda stretches it out almost into a question. “What does that mean?”

“If today happened the way I think it did, Paul has lost a lot of his inhibitions. I think we should tell them tonight. Not together, of course, but individually with our own spouses. My instincts tell me that we should shower them with loving affection and let them know that they aren’t the only ones with a secret. Then tomorrow the four of us can discuss what all of this means going forward.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Rhonda asks incredulously.