Marne's tongue was back, running the length of Melissa's cuntal furrow, probing and exploring until it located Melissa's blood-glutted clitoral nub.
"Eeeeeeeee!" Melissa squealed at the contact.
With a maddening spiral motion of her tongue, Marne licked Melissa's quivering little erection. Melissa continued to whine with agonizing pleasure, torn between the ecstasy and the shame.
Finally Marne's mouth closed in over the hardened clitoris, breathing heavily as she began to suck on the taut stub of flesh as if it were a straw through which she was expecting to siphon nourishment. She followed by giving the tender nub of flesh a small nibble with her teeth.
"Aaaaaggggeeeeeaaaaiiiiiii!" Melissa cried out in tortured pleasure/pain. She arched upward, struggling once more to free herself from the cock up her ass and from the tongue at her cunt. Then with a mingled gurgling of pure ecstasy, her body shivered with an orgasm.
Marne's tongue slithered in and out a few more times and then pulled free. Marne, her face wet with Melissa's cunt juices, came up for air.
"My turn," John said. "Seems it's about time the husband took some of what was rightfully his, doesn't it?"
Melissa's eyes came open again. Her head came up. She watched horror-stricken as Marne got up and John came walking towards Melissa with his cock weaving back and forth in front of his muscled belly.
What was the bastard thinking? Jesus, she had a cock up her ass already! She couldn't possibly take John's stiffness up her cunt at the same time, could she?
"Christ, John, no! You'll split me!"
John, though, only grinned. He took his thick cock in his right hand and knelt down in the space Marne had just vacated. He guided his cockhead toward the vertical little spit-washed mouth between his wife's creamy legs. He pushed forward insistently until his thick, rubbery cockhead slipped through the long blonde strands of Melissa's pubic hair and to the slightly pouted lips of Melissa's pulsating pussy.
"John… noooooooo!" Melissa gasped, holding her breath as feelings of uncontrollable desire mixed with the agonizing guilt still inside her. She fought hard to control the delicious tremblings that shivered through her belly, thinking all the while of the disgrace of this whole vile scene.
As the enormous head of John's cock pushed harder and harder against Melissa's cunt mouth, Melissa let her head drop back once again so that she at least wouldn't have to witness the expression of supreme triumph that would undoubtedly soon be registered on her husband's face.
With a sudden bucking of his hips, John's cock came forward to penetrate into the narrow tightness of the cuntal split.
"John!" Melissa grunted, feeling an unexpected elation warming her whole being. "Oh… Jesus… John… John… John!"
John gave another forceful thrusting of his hips, plunging his cock deeper and deeper until it seemed to Melissa as if his cockhead was thrust to the very center of her being. Forbidden waves of painful ecstasy came rolling through her. Without success, Melissa tried to save herself from the ultimate humiliation of enjoying this dual raping of her body.
Melissa's body gave one final jerk as John at last impaled his cock to its total length into Melissa's trembling insides.
Within Melissa's belly, two cocks rested belly-to-belly, separated only by the thin membrane that divided Melissa's cunt cavity from her asshole.
Melissa felt stuffed to the brim.
"You love it, don't you, you cunt of a wife of mine?" John asked, his voice a mocking leer.
Melissa's lips trembled. She tried to stifle another sob. She refused to answer him. She refused! She refused! She refused!
"Tell him, Melissa," her brother cajoled, feeling his own cock regaining whatever degree of hardness it had lost during his orgasm up his sister's ass.
Melissa refused!
"Tell him, honey," Marne said, sitting now on the edge of the bed, her right hand almost completely buried up her cunt. She was really turned-on by the sight of Melissa getting plugged at both ends by husband and brother.
Still, Melissa refused!
John pulled back on his cock and then fucked it forward, once again stabbing Melissa's trembling pussy.
"Aaaaaaaagggghhhhhh!" Melissa squealed in a long wailing of pleasure/pain.
John withdrew again, holding just his cockhead inside of Melissa's cunt lips.
"You love it, don't you, Melissa?" John asked again. His tone was confident, as if he already knew the answer while being somewhat surprised by it.
And, did he know the answer? Did he? Did he?
"Y-yes!" Melissa gasped, frankly terrified that she might indeed be enjoying this perversity.
"Yes what?" John asked. He marveled at what he had seen happening to his wife beneath her brother's sexual pumping. He marveled at what was happening to her now.
Creagon had been right about Melissa all along! Thank God for Creagon!
"Yes," Melissa moaned. "I… I… I… do love it."
And, she did! Yes, by God, she did!
"Want more of my cock?" John asked. "Want more of your husband's fucking prick?"
"Yes, John! Jesus, yes! Give me more of your lovely prick!"
"Say 'Fuck my cunt with your hard meatiness, husband!' I want to hear you say it."
Melissa's head rolled on her neck. Tears were flooding down her face. But, they were no longer tears of shame. Melissa was crying because she really did want her husband's cock inside of her. She wanted it where but just a few hours before she had been convinced she could have gotten along just fine for the rest of her life without another male penis screwing inside of her. And, what kind of sterile life would that have been? What pleasures would have been lost to her?
"Oh, John… husband John. Please fuck me… please fuck me… please screw me with your stiff meatiness!"
John slipped his hands beneath his wife's smoothly rounded ass cheeks. He then slugged his cock back inside of her, feeling his cock belly gliding against the hard slideway made by Creagon's cock up Melissa's rectum.
John fucked in and out of his wife's tightly fitting pussy, using long, smooth strokes, driving his cock deep up inside the wetness and then pulling it out again until only his cockhead remained inside.
And, Melissa's groans turned to soft mewls of pleasure as John continued to fuck… and to fuck… and to fuck.
John's screwing cadence began to get wilder-harder and faster.
Melissa felt on fire. Exquisite tongues of flame seemed to be searing her loins. Her belly quivered in the heat. Her ass jiggled over the phallic stake her anus was still securely impaled upon.
Melissa became possessed of an insane lust that canceled out everything except the wondrous feeling of her husband's driving penis skewering her cunt while her brother's cock skewered her rectum.
John thrust again and again. His cock pulsed as it was driven nearer and nearer an impending climax.
John felt Melissa's cunt quivering spasmodically around his prick. Melissa's cunt walls then suddenly collapsed around John's fucking penis.
"Ohhhhhhh… fucking God!" Melissa squealed loudly. "I'm… I'm… Jesus… I'm cummmming. I'm cummmmmming. I'm… ohhhhhhhh…I'mmmmmmmm cummmmmmmmmmming!"
John's own lust-tormented cock ballooned in sensual ecstasy. The juices inside of John's testicles seemed to explode. A white, hot liquid churned as it raced the length of John's bone-hard prick and then spewed into the depths of Melissa's sucking pussy.
"Take it!" John commanded. "Take it! Jesus, take it!"
And, Melissa took it all right. She took all that John had to offer as well as the rumbling gushes of milk her brother's cock was soon erupting up her anus.