Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep35

When Brian's alarm rang, no one even paused. He turned it off and chucked the phone to the side. He went back to ramming my wife, her legs up on his shoulders. Her massive breasts bounced in the warm sunlight. Kate, my oh-so-quiet wife, grunted loudly with every thrust from Brian. "Uhhh... ohhhh... uhnnnnn."

Vanessa rolled up and down on my cock, languid. Unlike her mechanical, muscular husband, she seemed to be in no hurry to get anywhere. It felt incredible, like every centimeter of her pussy was gripping onto my dick. Yet it wasn't nearly enough to get me off. In that way, it was closer to torture watching everyone else peak while Vanessa held me captive in the clutches of her cunt.

Meanwhile, all around me, the group moaned and groaned like a pack of wild animals. Riding and humping. Writhing in pleasure.

"Oh. Oh yeah!" Jesse cried out. He arched his back, then ripped his cock out of Lil, spraying her back with sperm.

Lil barely had to time to react. Carlos grabbed her head, holding it in place. He let out a loud curse and arched his hips upward. Lil choked, loudly, but she stayed latched as the Latino man exploded down her throat.

I felt a shadow cross over me. I looked up and saw Tara staring down at Vanessa and me. She was holding Mason's hand, leading him around like an eager puppy.

"Want to trade?" Tara asked, demurely. The cute redhead looked down at the deck, shyly. It was kind of adorable.

Vanessa paused mid-thrust, hanging halfway down my dick. The two women shared a loaded stare, knotted with conflicting emotions and confidences that I couldn't even begin to unravel.

"Well, I can't keep this awesome cock all to myself," Vanessa said, "Much as I might want to." She leapt off my dick, practically tackling Mason down to the deck.

Tara stared at me, twisting her legs almost shyly.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi," I said. So strangely awkward.

"Mind if I sit?" Tara asked.

"Not at all," I told her. Stupidly, I thought my sister-in-law was going to plop down next to me and start to talk. Instead, she dropped right down on my aching cock.

Going from one pussy to another so quickly was quite a shock. The differences and similarities were increasingly stark. Vanessa's pussy gripped and squeezed like a pro. Tara's was more insistent, eager. A good bit tighter, too.

Unlike Vanessa, who'd been facing the other way, Tara lowered herself onto me so she could look me right in the eyes. Wrapped her legs around my back. Her little pink nubbins brushed at my chest hair. Her green eyes stared deep into my soul. It was amazing how instantly intimate we'd become, simply by spinning around.

I know it seems silly, how much closer could a couple get than buried in each other? But there was something impersonal about how Vanessa had been riding me. Like it could have been anyone behind her.

This way though, with Tara in my lap, was increasingly intimate. Even the way we fucked was slow and sensual, staring at each other. Our bodies had to help each other along. Me lifting at Tara's hips. Her arms around my neck. This wasn't sex. It was making love. Frightening and fascinating all at the same time.

"There's something I need to tell you," Tara said. She cocked her head at me oddly.

"You're not on the pill," I said, "I know."

"Not that, silly," Tara said, with a giggle. As if the fact that I'd inseminated her was a trifling concern.

Distantly, I saw Kate looking our way. She'd managed to extricate herself from the fuck-machine that was Brian. They were still together, but now she was sitting on his dick reverse cowgirl, staring our way. I couldn't read the look on her face. Everything seemed fuzzy with Tara so completely wrapped around me.

"What I told Kate before, about Jesse and me?" Tara said, "That wasn't completely true."

I raised an eyebrow, but I let her continue. She slid down on my cock as deep as it would go. I felt the head press against the back of her pussy, like trying to slowly push its way through that opening, as well. Tara grunted, in a way that made me think she welcomed the pain. Then she kept talking.

"Jesse did demand a couple swap from me," Tara said, "That's true. But he was very specific about the details."

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"He wanted Kate," I said. The words were bitter in my mouth, despite how much I anticipated them.

Tara nodded her head. "But it wasn't a one-way street. Jesse knew about my little crush. I'd told him about it, early on, when we'd first started dating. I said it was going to be hard for us to have a real relationship because I was in love with someone else."

"Who?"

"You, dummy!" Tara said and slapped my shoulder. "It's always been you. Since the day my sister brought you home that first time. So sweet and handsome. Most of my sister's boyfriends treated me like a brat. You were always so kind. So caring.

"But I was with Kate," I said.

"But you were with Kate," Tara agreed. "So, it was never going to happen. And I let myself slowly fall in love with Jesse, instead. And I figured, well, what I had would have to be good enough."

"That's when Jesse asked you to swap with us," I said.

"Not exactly," Tara said, "We'd had a particularly bad fight about some bullshit and afterwards we got roaring drunk, like that solves anything. That night, after the make-up sex, Jesse told me he was going to give me to you. As, like, an offering. And then he would take Kate in exchange. A deal. I got to be with my dream guy, and all I had to do was trade my sister away."

"But you told him 'no.""

Tara laughed. "Are you kidding? I told him I was all-in! But there was no way Kate would go for it. I know my big sister; she probably didn't put out on her wedding night." "We had sex that night," I said, defensively.

"You tried to go down on her, but she wouldn't let you. Eventually, you came on her stomach."

My eyes widened with surprise.

"Sisters talk," Tara said, shrugging like it was nothing. "Kate complains about you, you know. At our brunches. She thinks you're a horndog and a bunch of stuff like that."

That hurt a little. Not so much that Kate felt that way, I'd suspected it, but that she'd shared it with her sister. I felt exposed in a way I wasn't comfortable with.

"I'm sorry, Andy," Tara said, "Kate doesn't appreciate you. She doesn't realize what she has. How lucky she is."

"So, this whole party," I said, "It was all a setup?"

"No, that was a happy accident," Tara said, "Jesse told me that if I put the seed in your heads that eventually it'd flower. I didn't believe him. And when I told Kate the story, when she freaked out, I figured I'd been proven right. When she called me a month later and told me about the party, I couldn't believe it. But Jesse acted like he'd known it all along."

"Well, you got what you wanted," I said.

"Not exactly," Tara said, "It turns out there's a difference between the idea of something and the reality of it. I know Kate is way hotter than me." "That's not true," I said.

"My sister is sweet, but my whole childhood was a constant reminder that she was the favorite. Kate's the smartest, Kate's the best behaved, Kate has the best body. That's the problem, I guess. I can't even hate her because she's also the nicest." "You wanted to show her you were better at something," I said.

"Maybe?" Tara nodded slightly, like it hadn't occurred to her. "Mostly I wanted to be with you. I thought if I got you between my legs, in my mouth, you would finally realize that you could have so much more with me than with my sexless sister."

"So, you gave me the, um, blowjob in the bathroom," I said.