Unspoken Pleasure

"Go ahead, Katie, give him a little slurp to get him going," Vanessa said, ripping my attention back to the other room.

As if to demonstrate what she wanted, the hot blonde pulled Mason's dick to herself and gave it a long lick. He patted her head affectionately and started stroking himself again.

I watched as Kate looked up at Carlos, standing above her. The dark-skinned man gave her a hungry smile. She eyed his penis nervously.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"I don't think I should," she said, her voice weak, "Andy, my husband, I don't think he'd like that."

"I promise it'll be OK," Vanessa said, with a knowing look back at me. She had a point. How could I complain about a little dick lick if Kate's younger sister was blowing me at that very moment?

"I'll use my hand," Kate said. She licked her palm and rubbed it over Carlos' cock. He groaned as she made slippery contact, then reached down to rub himself.

Both men had been given sufficient stimulation, but neither stepped away from their respective women. Both stayed standing, jerking off over the girls. The room filled with wet slicking sounds as everyone got themselves off.

Tara reached up for my hand and put it behind her head. I gently rested it there. I wasn't a 'face fucking' kind of guy, and I didn't want to choke my wife's kid sister. Still, I lovingly ran my fingers through her bright, ginger hair and even stroked her cheek lovingly. She let out a little groan as I did it.

"I'm so slippery," Vanessa said, "It feels so good. Doing it together is so hot. Right Katie?"

"Yeah," my wife said. Her face was red from exertion. Her hand moved back and forth between her legs with abandon. She'd given up on modesty, pushing her dress up over her hips. The whole room could see her full, hairy bush and her engorged vaginal lips. She didn't seem to care.

Carlos, seeing an opportunity, pushed his cock forward so it hit Kate's face. My wife looked up at him, but he didn't say anything. A moment later, he did it again. The third time, he pushed his cockhead right against my wife's lips and, shockingly, she let him slip right into her mouth.

"Oh fuck, yeah," Carlos said, throwing his head back while my wife swallowed his cock. She didn't move or bob her head, she just let Carlos stroke himself onto her tongue.

"Mmhm," Katie said around the strange man's dick.

"Thatta girl!" Vanessa said, cheering my wife on.

Looking at my wife taking on Carlos was more than I could take. I tried to push Tara off my dick, but she gleefully kept sucking. And then it was too late. Looking right into my sister-in-law's bright green eyes, I unloaded down her throat. Any instinct I had was washed away in a tidal wave of pleasure. The ecstasy overflowed me, washing my brain clean. My body went weak. My dick erupted with the strength of an unleashed ocean.

Tara made a little grunt as my first explosion hit her tongue. She greedily gulped me down. Smiling the whole time like it was the greatest treat she'd ever been given. She let me slowly soften in her mouth, a little smile playing on her lips. Almost as soon as I finished, Mason went over the top. He grunted, groaned, and exploded over the bed. A moment later, Vanessa peaked. Her body stiffened and shook.

Carlos started grunting as well. Even I could tell he was getting close. Kate spit his dick out, but he kept stroking like it was nothing. Suddenly, he roared and came. The first blast caught my pretty wife right on the cheek. Then another. Another. Huge gouts of creamy white splattered Kate's innocent face.

Kate didn't notice though, because she was too busy cumming, herself. The moment Carlos' first gout hit her, my wife's whole body tightened. Her legs kicked out. Her jaw fell open. A long, high-pitched gasp escaped her lips. I'd never seen her like this. It broke my brain a bit to witness it -- in both best and worst ways.

Kate drifted down a river of bliss while Carlos continued to cover her. His spend tangled in her hair. It dribbled down into her open mouth. Kate licked it up, absently, like it was melted ice cream. Carlos emptied every drop he had onto my wife. Even dragged his rapidly shrinking member along her shapely neck to wipe off the last of it. All the while, Kate lay back and bathed in her own ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck that was nice," Kate said, her use of the curse word almost as shocking as the fact that she was covered in another man's cum. Her eyes rolled back. Body prone on the little seat.

"Well, I have to agree with Katie, that was lovely," Vanessa said, as though she was complimenting a home-cooked meal. She stood and straightened her dress. "Thanks so much for sharing it with me."

I felt a little tug on my leg. I looked down and saw Tara was still kneeling under my cock. Her face and lips were red. A bit of my cum had leaked out of her mouth and dripped onto her sweater. The cute redhead gave me a big, happy smile, then slowly stood. I was already caught up in a whirlpool of emotions when a tsunami of guilt washed over it all.

"Thanks," Tara whispered, as if I was the one who'd just blown her. "We'd better get out of here before we get caught."

I didn't know what to say, I was so overwhelmed. The regret held me back while the satisfaction soothed me quiet. Stupidly, I nodded in agreement and pulled up my slacks.

The fact that we'd done this in the bathroom had its benefits. I watched as Tara took off her cum-stained sweater -- revealing a cute, green v-neck t-shirt -- and balled it up under her arm. She quickly washed her face and even gargled a bit of Listerine she found in the medicine cabinet. Finally, the cute redhead carefully fixed her makeup in the mirror. All the while I watched, entranced. Like seeing an attractive criminal clean up after a crime.

I washed my hands and face as well (like my shame was something that could be cleaned away).

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"Tara, I..."

"Andy, don't," Tara said quickly, holding her hand up in a literal stop signal. "Just tell me it was OK."

"Well, I mean, it was more than OK."

Tara smiled and it made my heart brighten despite myself. "Not OK like that," she said, "You know what I mean."

"It was OK," I said, trying to soothe my own guilty conscience as much as my sister-in-law's. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to promise that we'd talk about it more later, but I knew that was silly. So, instead, I reached for the door to leave the bathroom.

Standing in the hallway, as if they'd been waiting for us that whole time, were Kate and Vanessa. Carlos and Mason were nowhere to be seen. My heart dropped.

"Oh, there you are!" Vanessa said, like she was happily surprised. Maybe I'd had her mis-cast as a model. Maybe she'd been an actress instead. "Katie and I have been looking everywhere for you two."

I looked over at my wife. Kate's face was red, and she couldn't meet my eyes. I noticed she was wearing a totally different dress. Navy blue with white stripes; a tiny outfit that was barely able to hold back her ample assets.

"What happened?" I gestured to Kate's new look. Like that was the most concerning thing in the moment. I knew exactly what had gone on. And I was certain that Kate knew about my own indiscretions. Though I didn't think Vanessa would have said anything -- my brain was simply convinced that Kate knew. As if she had some kind of wifely telepathy or something.