“I know what you need, Sal.” Frank said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister-in-law. “I’m going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you.” He crawled up on the bed, pulled her bathrobe apart and nuzzled his face into her anxious pussy. He ate her through two loud, moaning, orgasms, before trying to penetrate her with his massive bulk. Frank realized that his cock was larger than most and had learned a long time ago how to get a woman ready for him.
“Ohmygod! Frank!” Sally called out, when he entered her. “I’ve never been so full!” She had two more orgasms while he fucked her, taking his time, focused on pleasing her. Then she rolled him over and sucked his large cock into her mouth, tasting her own juices on his spent cock. She remembers how stretched out her mouth was around his thick rod, when it was fully erect. She was wondering how much cum he would shoot into her mouth, when he pushed her head away, rolled her over and fucked her again. This time he wasn’t gentle; he hammered her pussy with his giant cock until she had the most explosive orgasm of her life. He kissed her and left her recuperating on her bed, while he fixed the washing machine. When he left, he told her how beautiful she was, how much he had loved her body and to call him anytime she needed anything fixed. She was certain she would and then the next day he fell off that fucking scaffold and broke his ankles. They just never got together again, after his convalescence.
*****
“WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DRINK?” Chris yells over the music.
“A WHITE RUSSIAN,” she yells back as they make their way to the bar.
“I’M BUYING!” she yells as she pulls out a credit card. Their bodies are pressed together as they work their way to the bar and then back to their seats. Chris keeps his hand possessively on Sally’s hip as they move through the crowd. She likes the way it feels. It’s been a while since any man has touched her protectively like this.
“LET’S DANCE,” she yells in his ear as they set their drinks on a small round table for two.
“OKAY,” Chris yells back. It’s a medium tempo song, but when they get to the dance floor, Aunt Sally ignores the temp and turns around, wrapping her arms around him, molding her sexy body to his. They sway back and forth on the dance floor, Sally subtly, but unmistakably, grinding her pussy mound against his crotch. Chris’ cock responds instantly, stiffening inside his jeans and pressing back against her. Gradually, he let’s his hands slide down her back, a few inches at a time, until his palms are cupping her ass cheeks. She hugs him tighter, planting her tits firmly against his chest and wiggles her ass against his hands. He grips her ass cheeks and pulls her pussy tightly against his hard cock, with a very unsubtle grinding motion.
“YOU’RE A GOOD DANCER!” Aunt Sally yells into his ear and then moves her mouth down from his ear, nibbling on his neck. Oh fuck! Chris’ cock is rock hard. They’re practically dry humping on the dance floor and he’s afraid he’s going to lose it, right here in his pants.