English Gentleman Meets Southern Belle (Part 2 of 3) "Where There's a Will, There's Relatives."
Francis E. Sterling III looked over at his lovely bride of six months. Her solemn stare the result of a phone call earlier in the week announcing the death of her great uncle. Even with her mild depression, Frank couldn't help notice the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each deep breath. The sun was beginning to set as the little 2-seater BMW made its way through the mountain passes of northern Georgia in to Tennessee.
"Dear, I think I'm going to pull over for the evening and we can continue in the morning."
"Okay," she replied indifferently
He pulled into a Holiday Inn and checked in and unloaded the car, while Misty announced she was going to take a hot shower. Frank's hopes rose at the thought since they hadn't had sex in almost a week now.
Taking off his clothes while waiting for his wife to finish, Frank looked in the mirror. At 5'-10" he wasn't very imposing and his slight build and fair skin didn't help matters. He looked down below the small pooch around his waist to the limp 3-inch noodle sticking out of a sparse field of pubic hair. His one wish was that he could have one of the big dicks like he had seen in a porno film once. He looked at himself again, disappointed to see a shriveled little sack holding two marble size gonads. 'Oh well, at least I have a woman who loves me for who I am.'
That thought brought Frank back to reality. He knew when he married Misty that she was somewhat high maintenance. Not in a negative way really, but she liked the nicer things in life and had gotten used to them. It reminded him of his upbringing in England. In the six months since they had married they had taken on a huge mortgage, a Jaguar for her and a ton of credit card debt. The credit card debt had piled up from clothes, jewelry, and fine dining. Frank hadn't had the guts to tell her to slow down. That coupled with a freeze on bonuses at the firm due to the downturn in the financial markets had created a situation in which he was only able to make the minimum payments on their debt and had them one step away from financial disaster. He wasn't about to drop that bomb on her now.
"Honey? Hand me a towel will you?" Misty said opening the bathroom door.
Heavy steam spilled out as she reached for the towel. Frank took his time taking in her full rounded breasts capped by nipples quickly hardening in the cool bedroom air. He couldn't help himself and reached out to cup one.
"Hey, cut it out!" Misty cried, pushing his hand away.
"Aww come on babe, we haven't had sex in almost a week."
"It's all about you isn't it? What about me and my feelings? I can't have sex when I'm thinking about my uncle. I hadn't seen him since our wedding 6 months ago...I feel ...so...so guilty."
"I'm sorry, Misty, will you forgive me?" He reached out to hug her.
"I thought I said..."
"Hey, " he cut her off, "I'm just giving you a comfort hug."
They embraced, her towel dropping to the floor. Misty's big breasts pressed fully into his stomach. Frank felt his dick get rock hard. Misty did too and at first was going to push him away, but then felt different about it. The memories of teasing Frank a few days ago came flooding back. She smiled to herself as she nuzzled her face into his chest and slowly pressed her pussy against the hardness in his jeans. Frank turned her slowly so that he could look as her backside in the mirror. 'What an ass,' he thought, as he viewed her slightly spread tan legs, the upturned curve of her small butt cheeks and the tuft of blond hair sticking out below. His dick was so hard it hurt.
"Thanks," she smiled looking up at him with those big green eyes. "I really needed that."
"Uhhhh...uhhhh, your welcome," was all Frank could manage, as she turned and hopped over to her suitcase, bending over to give him a perfect view of her ass and pussy. Pulling out a full-length cotton nightgown, she slid into it and bounded over to the bed.
"Be a dear and turn the light out before you take your shower," Misty said, "and try not to wake me when you're done. I'm exhausted and sure I'll be asleep by the time your done."
It felt like his dick stayed stiff all night as Frank tossed back and forth trying to fall asleep.
The rest seemed to do Misty some good as she slipped a black tank top over her bra-less tits. She squeezed her firm tits through the cotton fabric causing her nipples to stiffen and poke through. Her tight jeans and black high heels were the perfect compliment to tease and travel in.
Frank hopped into the convertible in his loose fitting travel clothes, a pair of sweat bottoms, a golf shirt and tennis shoes. "You look smashing dear," he said, while taking in his delicious young bride.
"Thanks babe," she laughed. ' He's so cute sometimes with that accent,' she thought. Looking him over as they pulled out of the hotel parking lot she decided she'd have a little fun with her hubby along the way.
For the two-hour drive to Nashville, it was a mixture of pleasure and pain for Frank. He was delighted that Misty was in a great mood, but her antics were killing him. Misty would rest her hand on his groin and then very slowly begin to squeeze and stroke his dick through the thin material. His 5-inch woody was very obvious as it formed a pup tent in the middle of his lap. Then Misty would giggle and pull her hand away. What killed Frank the most though was when she lifted up her shirt to reveal her perfectly sculptured bare tits. Her nipples stood out rock hard with the top of the convertible down and the cool Fall breeze flowing over the windshield.
"Dear, you've got me in an uncomfortable position, couldn't you at least whack me off?"
"I'll do better than that," Misty announced as she applied a high gloss coat of red lipstick to her full lips. "Keep your eyes on the road," she whispered in his ear as she pulled the front of his sweatpants down to reveal his stiff rod.
Frank gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles grew bony white, as he watched his wife lower her head into his lap. She had only sucked him off once in there short marriage and he had dreamed about it ever since.
"Ohhhhh, honey, that feels sooooo goooood," he said, breathing hard as she slowly slide her mouth over the head of his penis and down his smooth shaft. She easily engulfed him, brushing her lips against his pubic hair, and then twirled her tongue around the thin shaft as she pulled her head back up to his tip.
"I love it when you're hard like this Francis," she said softly, taking a breath and then lowering her mouth back down him again. "Mmmmmmmmm" she hummed on his shaft.
Frank tried to maintain some sort of composure. His stomach quivering and his grown involuntarily thrusting up into her mouth. "Ahhhhhhhh...that feels sooooo goooood, please don't stop."
She pulled her head up again. "How does this feel...Francis?" Misty lowered her mouth over his dick again, but this time she gently scraped her long nails along the underside of his scrotum, tickling the sensitive spot between his balls and his anus. Frank tried to spread his legs more and lift his ass off the seat, while keeping his eyes on the road. They were only about two minutes away.
"Almost there....dear...don't stop, hurry, yes...yes...that's it" he cried out.
Misty gave one final suck while rubbing the pubic bone under his sac. Then pulled her mouth off his dick and gave a few quick tugs on his shaft. As she felt the oncoming orgasm, she sat upright, Frank's dick still sticking straight up, out of his pants and watched the show.
"Oooooooohhh...Gahhhhhhhhhh...shiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt" he yelled. His cock started convulsing and shot a stream of white liquid up to his chin. Frank bucked up and down like he was fucking an imaginary lover. Misty looked on in awe, eyes wide, hand over her mouth. "Wow," she finally managed.
"Uhhhhh....mmmmmmmm," Frank moaned as he started settling down. Wet stains were all over his shirt, as his little tower collapsed in wet heap. As his chest stopped heaving he made the last turn and pulled into the long drive to Uncle Feister's mansion.
"Put your dick away honey," she said, "there're people out front."
"Little sister, how you doing?" the tall bleach blond woman asked.
"Great, I'm so glad you could make the long trek out from LA."
Misty's older sister Mary had been the rebel of the family. Leaving the family after high school graduation she headed out to Southern California for a life of partying. Misty hadn't seen her until the wedding six months ago. She almost didn't recognize her after ten years of being away. When she left she was almost 5'-11," slim all over, and had long brown hair. Misty was six years younger, twelve, when Mary left. At the wedding the 28-year-old sister now had a short high fashion hairstyle, big - obviously surgically enhanced boobs - and her hair was bleached blond.
"I'd like you and Francis..."
"It's Frank, dear," he cut in.
"Whatever...I'd like you and Frank to meet my new bo, Dane." With that she put her arm through the thick muscular arm of a young guy who looked to be six and a half feet tall with a body that looked like a cross between a body builder and surfer.
"Dane, was Mr. San Diego, in a body building competition last year," Mary beamed, pulling his open button down shirt to the side to reveal a perfectly sculptured set of abdominal muscles.
"She can be embarrassing sometimes," Dane grinned, "It's nice to meet everyone, especially you Misty. You look at lot older than Mary described."
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well 'ole chap," Frank chipped in to distract the much larger man. They shook hands and Frank felt himself buckling slightly under Dane's vice-like grip.
A deep solemn voice broke up the now awkward silence. "At this time, everyone will need to begin getting ready for the funeral." All heads turned toward the voice. An older gentleman of about sixty, in a traditional black and white butler uniform stared at them emotionless. "This way please. I'll show you to your rooms."
* * * "That guy was kind of creepy," Misty whispered, once they were settled in there room.
"Who Dane?" Frank asked.
"No, silly, the butler."
"Oh, him. I'm not so sure I'm crazy about your sister's new acquaintance."
"You aren't jealous, are you lover?"
"Of course not." Frank said emphatically.
"Good, because you have no reason to be. I'm not into the muscular bound, surfer dude types. I've got what I want right here. Someone who is sturdy, smart, and financially dependable." With that she snuggled up next to him and gave him a hug.
"Thank you my dear," Frank replied happily, yet slightly troubled about her reference to finances.
* * *
The funeral ended up being short and too the point. All of the local relatives were showed up and talked about what a great person Uncle Feister was and how he would be missed. The facts were that most people found him to be quite eccentric and frugal with his wealth. The last ten years he had been confined to a wheel chair and rarely left his mansion. Misty's folks showed up for the funeral but had to leave as soon as it was over. The other relatives attended the reception, but were on there way as well, soon after. That left the sisters, Dane, and Frank back at the Feister mansion after all was said and done.
After several drinks, all of them began to loosen up a bit.
"So," Mary began, "who do you think Uncle Strangelove willed all his money too?"
"Oh come on Mary, that's so insensitive," Misty said
"Well somebody's got to get it," she replied, "what did the butler say?"
"He said the estate trustee will be out in the morning to read the will." Misty said.
"Don't you think it's kind of creepy, sleeping in a dead guy's house," Mary said
"It's not a dead guy, it's our Uncle," Misty defended.
"Oh, excuse me, you were always the goody two shoes favorite of Uncle Feister. I always thought he was a little weird."
"He was a kind lonely old man," Misty said, "whose wife died when he was young. I always felt sorry for him."
"I don't want to be a bore," Frank interrupted, "but shouldn't we get some sleep? It's almost midnight and the trustee will be here tomorrow at 9 am."
"We've still got a couple more bottles of the old man's booze to go through," Dane laughed.
"I think Frank's right," Misty said, "we're calling it a night. You two can stay up if you want, we'll see you in the morning." Hand in hand they headed up the steps together, with the laughter and clinking of glasses from Mary and Dane ringing in their ears.
Frank and Misty were quickly in bed and asleep shortly after retreating to their bedroom. Unusual noises woke Frank up what seemed like only a few minutes later. Looking at his clock he saw it was 1 am. The noises, which sounded like someone in pain, were coming from down the hall. Almost without thinking Frank jumped out of bed, dressed only in his boxers and rushed down the hall bursting through the door the yells were coming from. The sight stopped him dead in his tracks, six feet into the room.
Mary was naked on all fours, here heavy tits hanging down below her. While her face looked like she was in pain, Frank doubted that it was something she didn't want. Behind her, Dane had hold of her slender hips and was driving into her pussy at a powerful rate. "Ohhhhh... fuck my pussy you stud...give it to me hard...Ahhhhhh"
Dane looked up without missing a beat as Frank came bursting in. "Hey, buddy, pull up a chair, maybe you'll learn something.
Frank's face went beat red, but at the same time he was aroused by the erotic sight he was confronted with. "I...I'm...sorry...uhh...excuse me please."
Mary looked up, the sweat beading on her forehead. "Come on Frank, sit down for a minute and watch. Haven't you ever wanted to see a sex show up close and personal?"
Frank didn't know what came over him. He had never thought about the idea of watching someone else have sex, but now that he was confronted with it, he wavered. Mary looked hot. Surely Misty wouldn't wake up. He shuffled transfixed over to the big wingback sofa chair and sat down, two feet from the bed.
"Now's your chance to see a real man in action," Dane spewed.
He was buried all the way in Mary, their pubic hair intertwined. He slapped Mary in the ass. "Let's turn over and give him a real show," he said.
Frank's jaw dropped open as he watched Dane pull his dick out of Mary's pussy. He could see that the outline of her pussy lips were stretched tight, but as he pulled out he could also clearly see them trying to cling to the meaty thickness. Dane's cock literally seemed as thick as Frank's forearm. Not that his forearm was thick, but for cock it was outrageous. After about 6 or 7 inches, Frank expected to see the head, but he kept backing up as he pushed her forward, face first into the bedcovers. Finally, after Dane had pulled out a shaft the length of a ruler, the bulbous plum-sized head popped out. Mary's pussy remained open in a big yawn as the massive cock came unsheathed.
"Unbelievable," Frank heard himself utter.
"That's why they call him, Great Dane," Mary smiled as she rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide. "Now get on top of me and fuck me good stud."
Dane grabbed his cock with one hand and proceeded to beat her open pussy with it. "Thwack...Thwack...Thwack..." he slapped it hard against her clit, making her beg as he stiffened himself further for entry. "Put me in," he ordered, as he grabbed both of her ankles and spread her legs as far apart as he could.
Mary grabbed his massive cock and started rubbing the head up and down her opening, moaning as she teased herself like she might with a rubber dildo before taking the plunge. She then started feeding the big boa into her gaping cunt. "Ohhhhh, yeah... that feels goooood."
Dane let go of her leg and grabbed her ass cheeks in both of his large hands. Gripping her butt flesh tightly, he began driving inch after inch of his thick veiny cock into her hole. Frank sat awestruck at the horse-size dick penetrating his sister-in-laws stretched cunt. As Dane bottomed out, Frank's eyes were drawn to Dane's huge balls now resting on her ass. He felt so inadequate as he estimated Dane's nuts to be the size of billiard balls. Mary had long since moved her hands away from Dane's shaft and she was now feeling the weight of his sack and balls with her thin red nailed fingers.
Frank looked down to see his boxers forming the familiar pup tent with his 5-inch pole. The movement from Dane pulling out brought him out of his trance.
"Leeeettts get ready to rum-ble!" he sang out and shoved forward with a mighty thrust.
"Uhhhhhh...year that's it Dane...fuck me hard!"
The next ten minutes were a blur for Frank as he watched a well-oiled machine crank up into overdrive. Dane's ass looked like a blur as he pistoned in and out of Mary's juicy cunt. Her rhythmic movements were joined by numerous grunts, groans, and expletives. Frank found himself wishing he could please Misty like this.
Finally Dane gripped both her silicone-injected tits for leverage and thrust even harder if that was possible as he announced he was cumming.
"Pull out and cum on my tits and face," Mary pleaded, "Give him a sight he'll never forget." As she said it she slipped one of her fingers up from his balls and stuck it in his ass.
Dane pulled all the way out of her cunt with a pop as his engorged purple headed dick began spurting. To Frank, who had only seen himself cum before it was a sight he would never forget. Dane's cock erupted violently as ribbons of thick white cum spewed out and across Mary's body. The first spurt hit her left tit and neck as Dane grabbed his cock like a firehose to gain control. He then began aiming his mighty dick back and forth across her body like he was putting out a fire. At first Frank thought he must be pissing on the poor girl, but if it was, it was the first time he had seen chalk white piss as well. Both of Mary's tits, her neck, and face were covered in cum. Little droplets had ricocheted off her face and into her hair as well. "Mmmmmmmmmm," Dane continued to moan as he finally slowed down. Mary's tongue was out licking the cum off her lips as she rubbed the cum on her tits into her skin like lotion.
"Ohhh...babe, you're the best," she managed weakly.
It was like they had forgotten he was there and Frank started to get embarrassed again at their post-sex moaning and love word.
"Uhh...I'll just be...uhh...leaving now," Frank muttered softly.
Mary wiggled free from under Dane, "Well, what did ya think?" she asked.
"Very impressive," was all Frank could manage as he glanced again at Dane's huge cock, that still looked to be a full 10 inches long hanging limp between his legs.
"How 'bout you Frank? Want to take a turn?" she asked.
"Oh, no, I could never cheat on Misty."
"Come on Frank, it wouldn't be cheating, we're sisters ya know." "Thanks anyway," he said, trying to move away from the bed.
"Well at least let me see what you're packing," Mary grinned, reaching out to grab his boxer shorts.
Frank tried to turn as she grabbed hold of him and almost tripped over his feet. Dane reached out with one of his massive arms, gripping his arm tightly to keep him from falling. In the meantime, Mary tugged down hard on his boxers, pulling them down to around his knees. Time seemed to stand still as they all looked down at Frank's dick together. Mary started to giggle.
"What do you call that?" Dane asked, "It looks like a dick...only smaller."
Frank reached down as quickly as he could to pull his boxers back up over his limp 3-inch penis. His ears were burning as he turned to walk out.
"Poor Misty," he heard Mary say as he went out the door, "she doesn't know what she's missing. She told me she was a virgin when she married you."
Frank slipped quietly back under the covers next to his young wife. He tossed and turned not able to get Dane's massive cock out of his mind. No one will ever have to know about this, he thought. Tomorrow we'll hear the reading of the will and then Misty and I can be on our way and get back to our normal life.
If Frank could have turned the clock forward 24 hours, he would have realized that what he had just witnessed was minor compared to what he was going to experience. Things were going to be a lot different in a short period of time.
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Francis E. Sterling III looked over at his lovely bride of six months. Her solemn stare the result of a phone call earlier in the week announcing the death of her great uncle. Even with her mild depression, Frank couldn't help notice the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each deep breath. The sun was beginning to set as the little 2-seater BMW made its way through the mountain passes of northern Georgia in to Tennessee.
"Dear, I think I'm going to pull over for the evening and we can continue in the morning."
"Okay," she replied indifferently
He pulled into a Holiday Inn and checked in and unloaded the car, while Misty announced she was going to take a hot shower. Frank's hopes rose at the thought since they hadn't had sex in almost a week now.
Taking off his clothes while waiting for his wife to finish, Frank looked in the mirror. At 5'-10" he wasn't very imposing and his slight build and fair skin didn't help matters. He looked down below the small pooch around his waist to the limp 3-inch noodle sticking out of a sparse field of pubic hair. His one wish was that he could have one of the big dicks like he had seen in a porno film once. He looked at himself again, disappointed to see a shriveled little sack holding two marble size gonads. 'Oh well, at least I have a woman who loves me for who I am.'
That thought brought Frank back to reality. He knew when he married Misty that she was somewhat high maintenance. Not in a negative way really, but she liked the nicer things in life and had gotten used to them. It reminded him of his upbringing in England. In the six months since they had married they had taken on a huge mortgage, a Jaguar for her and a ton of credit card debt. The credit card debt had piled up from clothes, jewelry, and fine dining. Frank hadn't had the guts to tell her to slow down. That coupled with a freeze on bonuses at the firm due to the downturn in the financial markets had created a situation in which he was only able to make the minimum payments on their debt and had them one step away from financial disaster. He wasn't about to drop that bomb on her now.
"Honey? Hand me a towel will you?" Misty said opening the bathroom door.
Heavy steam spilled out as she reached for the towel. Frank took his time taking in her full rounded breasts capped by nipples quickly hardening in the cool bedroom air. He couldn't help himself and reached out to cup one.
"Hey, cut it out!" Misty cried, pushing his hand away.
"Aww come on babe, we haven't had sex in almost a week."
"It's all about you isn't it? What about me and my feelings? I can't have sex when I'm thinking about my uncle. I hadn't seen him since our wedding 6 months ago...I feel ...so...so guilty."
"I'm sorry, Misty, will you forgive me?" He reached out to hug her.
"I thought I said..."
"Hey, " he cut her off, "I'm just giving you a comfort hug."
They embraced, her towel dropping to the floor. Misty's big breasts pressed fully into his stomach. Frank felt his dick get rock hard. Misty did too and at first was going to push him away, but then felt different about it. The memories of teasing Frank a few days ago came flooding back. She smiled to herself as she nuzzled her face into his chest and slowly pressed her pussy against the hardness in his jeans. Frank turned her slowly so that he could look as her backside in the mirror. 'What an ass,' he thought, as he viewed her slightly spread tan legs, the upturned curve of her small butt cheeks and the tuft of blond hair sticking out below. His dick was so hard it hurt.
"Thanks," she smiled looking up at him with those big green eyes. "I really needed that."
"Uhhhh...uhhhh, your welcome," was all Frank could manage, as she turned and hopped over to her suitcase, bending over to give him a perfect view of her ass and pussy. Pulling out a full-length cotton nightgown, she slid into it and bounded over to the bed.
"Be a dear and turn the light out before you take your shower," Misty said, "and try not to wake me when you're done. I'm exhausted and sure I'll be asleep by the time your done."
It felt like his dick stayed stiff all night as Frank tossed back and forth trying to fall asleep.
The rest seemed to do Misty some good as she slipped a black tank top over her bra-less tits. She squeezed her firm tits through the cotton fabric causing her nipples to stiffen and poke through. Her tight jeans and black high heels were the perfect compliment to tease and travel in.
Frank hopped into the convertible in his loose fitting travel clothes, a pair of sweat bottoms, a golf shirt and tennis shoes. "You look smashing dear," he said, while taking in his delicious young bride.
"Thanks babe," she laughed. ' He's so cute sometimes with that accent,' she thought. Looking him over as they pulled out of the hotel parking lot she decided she'd have a little fun with her hubby along the way.
For the two-hour drive to Nashville, it was a mixture of pleasure and pain for Frank. He was delighted that Misty was in a great mood, but her antics were killing him. Misty would rest her hand on his groin and then very slowly begin to squeeze and stroke his dick through the thin material. His 5-inch woody was very obvious as it formed a pup tent in the middle of his lap. Then Misty would giggle and pull her hand away. What killed Frank the most though was when she lifted up her shirt to reveal her perfectly sculptured bare tits. Her nipples stood out rock hard with the top of the convertible down and the cool Fall breeze flowing over the windshield.
"Dear, you've got me in an uncomfortable position, couldn't you at least whack me off?"
"I'll do better than that," Misty announced as she applied a high gloss coat of red lipstick to her full lips. "Keep your eyes on the road," she whispered in his ear as she pulled the front of his sweatpants down to reveal his stiff rod.
Frank gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles grew bony white, as he watched his wife lower her head into his lap. She had only sucked him off once in there short marriage and he had dreamed about it ever since.
"Ohhhhh, honey, that feels sooooo goooood," he said, breathing hard as she slowly slide her mouth over the head of his penis and down his smooth shaft. She easily engulfed him, brushing her lips against his pubic hair, and then twirled her tongue around the thin shaft as she pulled her head back up to his tip.
"I love it when you're hard like this Francis," she said softly, taking a breath and then lowering her mouth back down him again. "Mmmmmmmmm" she hummed on his shaft.
Frank tried to maintain some sort of composure. His stomach quivering and his grown involuntarily thrusting up into her mouth. "Ahhhhhhhh...that feels sooooo goooood, please don't stop."
She pulled her head up again. "How does this feel...Francis?" Misty lowered her mouth over his dick again, but this time she gently scraped her long nails along the underside of his scrotum, tickling the sensitive spot between his balls and his anus. Frank tried to spread his legs more and lift his ass off the seat, while keeping his eyes on the road. They were only about two minutes away.
"Almost there....dear...don't stop, hurry, yes...yes...that's it" he cried out.
Misty gave one final suck while rubbing the pubic bone under his sac. Then pulled her mouth off his dick and gave a few quick tugs on his shaft. As she felt the oncoming orgasm, she sat upright, Frank's dick still sticking straight up, out of his pants and watched the show.
"Oooooooohhh...Gahhhhhhhhhh...shiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt" he yelled. His cock started convulsing and shot a stream of white liquid up to his chin. Frank bucked up and down like he was fucking an imaginary lover. Misty looked on in awe, eyes wide, hand over her mouth. "Wow," she finally managed.
"Uhhhhh....mmmmmmmm," Frank moaned as he started settling down. Wet stains were all over his shirt, as his little tower collapsed in wet heap. As his chest stopped heaving he made the last turn and pulled into the long drive to Uncle Feister's mansion.
"Put your dick away honey," she said, "there're people out front."
"Little sister, how you doing?" the tall bleach blond woman asked.
"Great, I'm so glad you could make the long trek out from LA."
Misty's older sister Mary had been the rebel of the family. Leaving the family after high school graduation she headed out to Southern California for a life of partying. Misty hadn't seen her until the wedding six months ago. She almost didn't recognize her after ten years of being away. When she left she was almost 5'-11," slim all over, and had long brown hair. Misty was six years younger, twelve, when Mary left. At the wedding the 28-year-old sister now had a short high fashion hairstyle, big - obviously surgically enhanced boobs - and her hair was bleached blond.
"I'd like you and Francis..."
"It's Frank, dear," he cut in.
"Whatever...I'd like you and Frank to meet my new bo, Dane." With that she put her arm through the thick muscular arm of a young guy who looked to be six and a half feet tall with a body that looked like a cross between a body builder and surfer.
"Dane, was Mr. San Diego, in a body building competition last year," Mary beamed, pulling his open button down shirt to the side to reveal a perfectly sculptured set of abdominal muscles.
"She can be embarrassing sometimes," Dane grinned, "It's nice to meet everyone, especially you Misty. You look at lot older than Mary described."
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well 'ole chap," Frank chipped in to distract the much larger man. They shook hands and Frank felt himself buckling slightly under Dane's vice-like grip.
A deep solemn voice broke up the now awkward silence. "At this time, everyone will need to begin getting ready for the funeral." All heads turned toward the voice. An older gentleman of about sixty, in a traditional black and white butler uniform stared at them emotionless. "This way please. I'll show you to your rooms."
* * * "That guy was kind of creepy," Misty whispered, once they were settled in there room.
"Who Dane?" Frank asked.
"No, silly, the butler."
"Oh, him. I'm not so sure I'm crazy about your sister's new acquaintance."
"You aren't jealous, are you lover?"
"Of course not." Frank said emphatically.
"Good, because you have no reason to be. I'm not into the muscular bound, surfer dude types. I've got what I want right here. Someone who is sturdy, smart, and financially dependable." With that she snuggled up next to him and gave him a hug.
"Thank you my dear," Frank replied happily, yet slightly troubled about her reference to finances.
* * *
The funeral ended up being short and too the point. All of the local relatives were showed up and talked about what a great person Uncle Feister was and how he would be missed. The facts were that most people found him to be quite eccentric and frugal with his wealth. The last ten years he had been confined to a wheel chair and rarely left his mansion. Misty's folks showed up for the funeral but had to leave as soon as it was over. The other relatives attended the reception, but were on there way as well, soon after. That left the sisters, Dane, and Frank back at the Feister mansion after all was said and done.
After several drinks, all of them began to loosen up a bit.
"So," Mary began, "who do you think Uncle Strangelove willed all his money too?"
"Oh come on Mary, that's so insensitive," Misty said
"Well somebody's got to get it," she replied, "what did the butler say?"
"He said the estate trustee will be out in the morning to read the will." Misty said.
"Don't you think it's kind of creepy, sleeping in a dead guy's house," Mary said
"It's not a dead guy, it's our Uncle," Misty defended.
"Oh, excuse me, you were always the goody two shoes favorite of Uncle Feister. I always thought he was a little weird."
"He was a kind lonely old man," Misty said, "whose wife died when he was young. I always felt sorry for him."
"I don't want to be a bore," Frank interrupted, "but shouldn't we get some sleep? It's almost midnight and the trustee will be here tomorrow at 9 am."
"We've still got a couple more bottles of the old man's booze to go through," Dane laughed.
"I think Frank's right," Misty said, "we're calling it a night. You two can stay up if you want, we'll see you in the morning." Hand in hand they headed up the steps together, with the laughter and clinking of glasses from Mary and Dane ringing in their ears.
Frank and Misty were quickly in bed and asleep shortly after retreating to their bedroom. Unusual noises woke Frank up what seemed like only a few minutes later. Looking at his clock he saw it was 1 am. The noises, which sounded like someone in pain, were coming from down the hall. Almost without thinking Frank jumped out of bed, dressed only in his boxers and rushed down the hall bursting through the door the yells were coming from. The sight stopped him dead in his tracks, six feet into the room.
Mary was naked on all fours, here heavy tits hanging down below her. While her face looked like she was in pain, Frank doubted that it was something she didn't want. Behind her, Dane had hold of her slender hips and was driving into her pussy at a powerful rate. "Ohhhhh... fuck my pussy you stud...give it to me hard...Ahhhhhh"
Dane looked up without missing a beat as Frank came bursting in. "Hey, buddy, pull up a chair, maybe you'll learn something.
Frank's face went beat red, but at the same time he was aroused by the erotic sight he was confronted with. "I...I'm...sorry...uhh...excuse me please."
Mary looked up, the sweat beading on her forehead. "Come on Frank, sit down for a minute and watch. Haven't you ever wanted to see a sex show up close and personal?"
Frank didn't know what came over him. He had never thought about the idea of watching someone else have sex, but now that he was confronted with it, he wavered. Mary looked hot. Surely Misty wouldn't wake up. He shuffled transfixed over to the big wingback sofa chair and sat down, two feet from the bed.
"Now's your chance to see a real man in action," Dane spewed.
He was buried all the way in Mary, their pubic hair intertwined. He slapped Mary in the ass. "Let's turn over and give him a real show," he said.
Frank's jaw dropped open as he watched Dane pull his dick out of Mary's pussy. He could see that the outline of her pussy lips were stretched tight, but as he pulled out he could also clearly see them trying to cling to the meaty thickness. Dane's cock literally seemed as thick as Frank's forearm. Not that his forearm was thick, but for cock it was outrageous. After about 6 or 7 inches, Frank expected to see the head, but he kept backing up as he pushed her forward, face first into the bedcovers. Finally, after Dane had pulled out a shaft the length of a ruler, the bulbous plum-sized head popped out. Mary's pussy remained open in a big yawn as the massive cock came unsheathed.
"Unbelievable," Frank heard himself utter.
"That's why they call him, Great Dane," Mary smiled as she rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide. "Now get on top of me and fuck me good stud."
Dane grabbed his cock with one hand and proceeded to beat her open pussy with it. "Thwack...Thwack...Thwack..." he slapped it hard against her clit, making her beg as he stiffened himself further for entry. "Put me in," he ordered, as he grabbed both of her ankles and spread her legs as far apart as he could.
Mary grabbed his massive cock and started rubbing the head up and down her opening, moaning as she teased herself like she might with a rubber dildo before taking the plunge. She then started feeding the big boa into her gaping cunt. "Ohhhhh, yeah... that feels goooood."
Dane let go of her leg and grabbed her ass cheeks in both of his large hands. Gripping her butt flesh tightly, he began driving inch after inch of his thick veiny cock into her hole. Frank sat awestruck at the horse-size dick penetrating his sister-in-laws stretched cunt. As Dane bottomed out, Frank's eyes were drawn to Dane's huge balls now resting on her ass. He felt so inadequate as he estimated Dane's nuts to be the size of billiard balls. Mary had long since moved her hands away from Dane's shaft and she was now feeling the weight of his sack and balls with her thin red nailed fingers.
Frank looked down to see his boxers forming the familiar pup tent with his 5-inch pole. The movement from Dane pulling out brought him out of his trance.
"Leeeettts get ready to rum-ble!" he sang out and shoved forward with a mighty thrust.
"Uhhhhhh...year that's it Dane...fuck me hard!"
The next ten minutes were a blur for Frank as he watched a well-oiled machine crank up into overdrive. Dane's ass looked like a blur as he pistoned in and out of Mary's juicy cunt. Her rhythmic movements were joined by numerous grunts, groans, and expletives. Frank found himself wishing he could please Misty like this.
Finally Dane gripped both her silicone-injected tits for leverage and thrust even harder if that was possible as he announced he was cumming.
"Pull out and cum on my tits and face," Mary pleaded, "Give him a sight he'll never forget." As she said it she slipped one of her fingers up from his balls and stuck it in his ass.
Dane pulled all the way out of her cunt with a pop as his engorged purple headed dick began spurting. To Frank, who had only seen himself cum before it was a sight he would never forget. Dane's cock erupted violently as ribbons of thick white cum spewed out and across Mary's body. The first spurt hit her left tit and neck as Dane grabbed his cock like a firehose to gain control. He then began aiming his mighty dick back and forth across her body like he was putting out a fire. At first Frank thought he must be pissing on the poor girl, but if it was, it was the first time he had seen chalk white piss as well. Both of Mary's tits, her neck, and face were covered in cum. Little droplets had ricocheted off her face and into her hair as well. "Mmmmmmmmmm," Dane continued to moan as he finally slowed down. Mary's tongue was out licking the cum off her lips as she rubbed the cum on her tits into her skin like lotion.
"Ohhh...babe, you're the best," she managed weakly.
It was like they had forgotten he was there and Frank started to get embarrassed again at their post-sex moaning and love word.
"Uhh...I'll just be...uhh...leaving now," Frank muttered softly.
Mary wiggled free from under Dane, "Well, what did ya think?" she asked.
"Very impressive," was all Frank could manage as he glanced again at Dane's huge cock, that still looked to be a full 10 inches long hanging limp between his legs.
"How 'bout you Frank? Want to take a turn?" she asked.
"Oh, no, I could never cheat on Misty."
"Come on Frank, it wouldn't be cheating, we're sisters ya know." "Thanks anyway," he said, trying to move away from the bed.
"Well at least let me see what you're packing," Mary grinned, reaching out to grab his boxer shorts.
Frank tried to turn as she grabbed hold of him and almost tripped over his feet. Dane reached out with one of his massive arms, gripping his arm tightly to keep him from falling. In the meantime, Mary tugged down hard on his boxers, pulling them down to around his knees. Time seemed to stand still as they all looked down at Frank's dick together. Mary started to giggle.
"What do you call that?" Dane asked, "It looks like a dick...only smaller."
Frank reached down as quickly as he could to pull his boxers back up over his limp 3-inch penis. His ears were burning as he turned to walk out.
"Poor Misty," he heard Mary say as he went out the door, "she doesn't know what she's missing. She told me she was a virgin when she married you."
Frank slipped quietly back under the covers next to his young wife. He tossed and turned not able to get Dane's massive cock out of his mind. No one will ever have to know about this, he thought. Tomorrow we'll hear the reading of the will and then Misty and I can be on our way and get back to our normal life.
If Frank could have turned the clock forward 24 hours, he would have realized that what he had just witnessed was minor compared to what he was going to experience. Things were going to be a lot different in a short period of time.
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