Placing her mouth near my ear, Carol whispered, “Let me know when you’re ready to come. I want to have you in my mouth when you do.”
I wasn’t sure why my sister didn’t want me to come in her pussy, but who was I to argue? If she wanted to eat my semen, it was fine with me. We continued fucking for another ten or fifteen minutes. My sister rubbed her clit, causing her to climax while I continued fucking her.
When I told Carol I was close, she pulled off my cock. Dropping to her knees between my legs, my sister grabbed my cock and began sucking it while she stroked my shaft. I held her head, groaning when my cock sent a few spurts of cum into her sucking mouth.
As soon as I finished coming, Carol stood up, moved over to Bill, and impaled herself oh his cock. Holding her husband’s shoulders, she rode him like a bucking bronco. It surprised me when he pulled their mouths together and shared an open mouth kiss. I watched his tongue shoot in and out of her mouth as she did the same to him.
I had never observed anyone fucking before, not in person. I’d seen it in porn videos, but watching my sister and Bill was much more erotic. I couldn’t help wondering if Bill found watching my sister and me was as exciting as what I saw.
Bill lifted my sister off his cock, had he kneel on the couch, and started fucking her from behind. I watched Carol’s breasts wobble and slap together as her husband pounded his cock in and out of her pussy. I took a sip of my drink while listening to the sounds of their flesh slapping together.
Grabbing Carol’s hips, Bill shoved his cock into her. He threw his head back and let out a moan as he came. When he finished ejaculating, Bill sat on the couch. Carol bent over, sucked his semi-flaccid cock into her mouth, and cleaned their combined fluids from his shaft. She made loud, slurping sounds as she sucked his cock clean.
Sitting on the edge of the couch, Carol finished her beer. She took a deep breath, looked at Bill, then at me, and smiled. “You boys sure know how to treat a girl.”
“We did our best, sweetie,” Bill said.
“Well, now that you two have made me all sweaty, I think it’s only fair you wash me. Let’s go shower. I’m not sleeping with two stinky men,” Carol said as she got up.
The three of us went to the master bedroom. Carol started the shower, and we all stepped into the spacious stall. She grabbed her body wash, told Bill and me to hold out our hands, and poured some of the liquid onto our palms.
My sister stood with her hands behind her head, thrusting her chest out while her husband and I ran our soapy hands over her body. She turned around slowly, allowing Bill and I to wash her entire body. When we finished, Carol began washing me. I guessed she was still a little drunk by the way she giggled. I let out a moan when my sister coated my genitals with suds.
Carol washed Bill, paying equal attention to his cock as she did mine. We washed our hair, shut off the water, and got out to dry ourselves. Carol wrapped a towel around her wet hair, but not her body. We returned to the bonus room to relax before bed.
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