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Let's Share my Wife!	By : ShadowProc213 Category: +1 through F > American Dad Views: 34660 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Let's Share my Wife!
- 1
"Hey, Mr. S." Jeff announced, walking through the kitchen wearing nothing but his underwear, complete with the wet spot in the front that belied his next sentence. "I'm like, super-exhausted from nailing your daughter." Jeff announced to the room. "Either of you want to tag in?" He offered to all three of the other men in the room. Klaus raised his fin, but nobody paid that any attention.
"Sure. I'll tag in. The lights off?" Steve asked. It was an odd request, but he'd been through much stranger moments with his family.
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with--" Jeff was cut off as Steve dragged him up the stairs, stripped naked, and then handed Jeff the glasses.
"If we want me to tag in, I can't open up by letting her know who it is. Now hold these until I either walk out or get thrown out." Steve ordered. Jeff was very good at following instructions for as long as he remembered them; this time, he'd kept them in his head for nearly thirty-two seconds, then he went downstairs to watch television.
Steve walked into the room, shutting the door behind him, and enveloping himself in this particular bedroom's complete darkness. It was a side-effect of having blackout curtains, and it was just the way that Haley liked it. While, walking through the room, Steve stumbled over a few things... he managed to fall right onto the bed, almost entirely on the portion that Jeff usually used.
Steve tried to stay quiet, not wanting to give himself away, and cuddled closer to Haley. "Come on, Jeff." Haley teased. "There's no way you're back up to full mast already. You did me once and jerked off into my panties twice. This is usually the end of the rainbow for you." That left Steve confused, since he was still limp down there.
Keeping quiet, Steve licked along Haley's earlobe, now realizing that her flavored body oils got into some weird places as he tongued at this cherry-flavored nub. Steve moved on from her ear, and fondled her breasts as he re-positioned himself atop her. Despite all of his previous attempts to 'practice' with his genitals, the inviting moistness of his sister's welcoming folds invigorated him beyond anything before.
Haley was stronger and tougher than her little brother. She may have been in the submissive position of the missionary embrace, but she just wrapped her legs around her brother and flipped on the light. "Hi, Steve." Haley greeted him, bringing a finger up to his nose, touching it gently. "I guess Jeff decided he was too exhausted?"
"Yes." Steve admitted, his eyes almost closed. It had nothing to do with shame. He literally couldn't see Haley as more than vague shapes.
"Well, he's going to regret that decision for a long time to come." Haley smiled, leaning in to a closer embrace with her brother, still hovering with her face above his, her long black hair dangling carelessly into Steve's face.
"I don't get it. Aren't you just gonna beat him up for objectifying you?" Steve asked.
"I'll probably do that. But he's not here right now. You decided to come in, and taste the fruits of the fairer sex." Haley explained, reaching down to guide her little brother's cock inside her pussy. "Have a taste." She whispered, those legs of hers, already having been wrapped around Steve, pulled him in tight, and she heard that expulsion of breath that usually came with anyone's first time, and she'd deflowered enough guys to learn the usual routine: heavy breathing, sloppy kissing, clumsy fondling, early climax, then she'd have to finish herself off whether her partner was awake or not...
"Huh." Steve managed. "With how much I hear you banging Jeff in this bed, I thought your-- um, what do I call it?" Steve asked, pointing down. His eyes may have been useless, but hers weren't.
"It's a vagina, Steve." Haley said simply, lifting herself off him about halfway. "Call it whatever you want. Of course, I personally like calling it a Fun Tunnel-- Or just a Cunt, if I'm insulting the person licking it. Cunt is a nice, strong, dominant word."
"Well then, your cunt is a lot tighter than I would have thought." Steve remarked.
"It's the kegels. If you exercise the muscles you can do a lot. Take a feel." Haley flipped the lights off, lowered herself entirely onto her brother once more, this time with her entire body on him. She flexed expertly at the lowest part of his shaft, while sliding her arms under him. She pulled him up into a sweet and caring hug, flexing just a little higher.
He wrapped his arms around her, with one up at the shoulder, pulling her down onto his cock, and the other splayed out, his palm and fingers covering her lower back. She flexed higher, and they shared a brief and ironically chaste kiss, considering what was happening down below.
Steve's breathing became more and more uneven with each flex of Haley's incredibly well-trained 'Fun Tunnel'. Neither of them was moving, not really. Their bodies were still, as they remained in that embrace, and they both stayed paralyzed by joy; all except for shuddering with the delight that the rubbing of their slick and swollen flesh could bring.
Haley arched her back, leaning away from Steve, ready to use this little brother of hers to caress her g-spot, angling as best she could before flexing everything all at once, her luscious cunt sucking out every drop of semen that it could from the boy. Right at her apex, she doubled forward and re-coupled that happy hug of theirs, planting her mouth on his. Her fingernails gripped his arms, and left little red marks of near-bruised flesh.
Haley rolled off of Steve, flipping the lights back on. "Did Jeff hold your glasses, or are they somewhere in the room?" She asked, managing a few words at a time between each exhalation. When Steve said nothing, she had her answer, and yelled. "Jeff! Get in here!" And Jeff walked in, right up to the side of the bed where Steve was laying, and handed the boy his glasses. "Jeff, what the hell were you thinking?"
"Well, babe, you usually like swinging with those black guys, and threesomes with those goth chicks--" his mind immediately jumped to its first priority. His own comfort. "So, am I supposed to lay down on your side, or in between you guys?..." Jeff trailed off.
"You don't get to sleep in this bed." Haley announced, eyes very focused, but that focus was on a ceiling tile rather than a person in the room. "You see, one-dimensional losers who would set up someone to rape their girlfriend... You've lost your vagina privileges." She said sternly.
"Set up, wait, what?" Jeff just looked so confused.
"You were ready to let another guy fuck me, thinking it was you, just because you were tired. Instead of, I don't know-- Saying you were tired!?" Haley shouted, now glaring daggers right through her husband.
"Why aren't you mad at Steve?" Jeff begged, already recoiling into an entirely passive posture, eyes filling with tears.
"At the top of the list is the fact that he gave me an orgasm. Something you haven't bothered to do in weeks." Haley folded her arms in front of her bare chest. "Second, but much more important, is the fact that, while you're thirty and should know better, he's still eighteen. Teenagers get to make mistakes." She scowled at Jeff, and Steve smiled at the idea of actually being good at anything, let alone sex.
"So, we really need to discuss what happens next. Especially since you're making it sound like you'd rather be with me than him." Steve suggested.
"You're exactly right." Haley opened up her nightstand. She pulled out a bunch of little metal bits from the drawer. "You want to earn back some respect, walk over here." She ordered. When Jeff hurried like a trained puppy, it made Steve wonder just how long this fetish-y stuff had been going on. Steve moved over on the bed; while Haley sat with her legs dangling off the side of the bed, her thighs still trapped in an almost-achy, partially-separated state since she'd just been filled with her loving brother's cum; Steve sat behind her, his head resting on her shoulder, his legs open wider since Haley was sitting between them.
His cock was already prepared, eager to be inside her. Steve didn't beg, though. He held fast and just waited; he put his arms around Haley, with both palms landing on the layer of belly-fat that her rampant munchies had left hind. He didn't move either hand up or down, leaving both her moist vulva and her waiting breasts just that. Waiting. He didn't want to overstep his bounds.
He just said the only thing he could think; the only thing he'd thought since that delightful, almost innocent kiss. He whispered as she hooked a few pieces of stainless steel together around Jeff's tiny little prick, "Haley, you know I love you, right?" He asked, placing a gentle kiss on her neck while she hooked this thing onto Jeff.
"Of course I know that. You're my brother. We're family." Haley announced, digging some more in the drawer, though never actually moving far enough that she had to separate herself from Steve.
"No. I mean, I love you. I love you more than I loved Debbie, I love you more than roller-skating, I think I love you more than Star Trek, and you know how much that means." Steve blurted out all at once. "You've always been the most honest and outspoken person I've ever known, and it always felt like being stuck with you as a sister instead of a girlfriend just meant God was screwing with me."
"Steve..." Haley clipped her necklace on, with a heart-insignia key left to rest right on her neck. "We're not a normal family. When I said I love you, I mean it. Much as my feminist nature wants to implode when I say this; after the kind of feelings you gave me, and the feelings I still have, my tight little cunt is yours, to do with as you will."
He lifted his head up, just a little. He clutched her earlobe in his teeth, gently. "You should know by now that I'll do whatever you want, Haley. Every part of my young, supple body is yours." He whispered through nearly-closed teeth. Haley turned her head to face her brother, and couldn't help it, they kept sucking each other's tongues, kisses planted on their mouths, foreheads, even tonguing at each other's ears.
Jeff dropped to his knees as he watched that. This wasn't just a long weekend with some urbane friends that involved him being chaste and her being the subject of an interracial train. This was someone she knew, who had real enthusiasm for making her happy. His only advantage in the past was that the other people who cared about Haley had no drive to follow through. Hearing Steve make that confession meant he had competition, and he couldn't handle it.
"Good boy, Jeff." Haley commented, putting her bare heels on Jeff's shoulder's. "Hey Steve, guess what I was getting ready to do if Jeff could handle three rounds?" Haley playfully squeezed her buttocks together, sending a very clear signal to the boy whose cock was sandwiched there.
Steve moved his right hand lower, and his left hand higher. As before, he used one hand, the left, to grip his sister's shoulder. This time, though, he used his right hand to guide the tip of his cock in to Haley's fervent asshole. Steve pressed himself in, slowly and gently, until he was balls-deep inside her.
Haley made a downright ghastly moan as she was impaled, and that noise didn't stop at the first stroke. Every thrust felt beautiful, and led to more twisted noises. Haley looked down at Jeff, and felt a moment of pity that he couldn't join in. Then the moment passed, and she remembered that this punishment had a reason. "Jeff, come here." She lured with her fingers, and the poor confused thing stumbled forward, still on its knees, just falling face-first into her pussy. "Good job. Now, Steve filled me up almost completely. Be sure to lick it all out."
Jeff tongued and lapped the salty-sweet mixture of erotic juices. The worst part for him was that he was enjoying this. He wanted to please Haley, like always, but also wanted more of that delicious cum. He would have said so, but Haley's hand came down on top of his head, pressing his face into her sopping pussy.
Higher up, Haley used her other hand to hold Steve's head in place, the angle perfect to maintain their loving kisses. With all of this happening in front of him, Steve focused on something else. He focused on the tight grip of Haley's butt, delighting in the way she spasmed with pleasure at all of Jeff's efforts. Steve was building speed, and the siblings both exploded in ecstasy as Steve got to his second climax, gripping themselves into a tightly braced position, letting the feeling of all his cum drain out of his cock, into her ass.
"Don't fall away yet, Steve. I really like this... where you're holding me." Haley explained. "I mean, I like anal, but I think I like just making out with you more." She looked down at her husband, and a cruel thought occurred. "Jeff. Pull Steve's cock out of my ass, and lick it clean."
Jeff did as he was told, wondering why, until he tasted cherry mixed in with the lube and semen. This was a reward. He licked, and licked, wondering what else these two could possibly have planned. Especially since Steve had just lasted longer in this one coitus than Jeff had lasted in his last several put together. This kid should have passed out by now.
Haley looked down, "Good enough." She commented coldly. Sliding down from the bed, she was now at eye-level, kneeling right with Jeff. "You know I'm not really cruel enough to keep this up forever, right?" Haley asked, her hand on Jeff's face.
"Yes, you are." Jeff answered. "Maybe you're nicer to other people, but you've always been mean to me. That's part of why I love you." Jeff kissed Haley's forehead, then recoiled, expecting her to strike him. "Aren't you gonna hit me for kissing you without permission?"
"No, I'm not. I'm also going to leave that little chastity cage of yours on you for at least a month, so the punishment is relative here." Haley smiled. Turning back to Steve, that smile turned to an evil grin. "So, Steve, what do you think we should do with Jeff?"
"Make him sleep in my bed and wonder what we're doing in here?" Steve suggested, nervous.
"Sounds good." Haley just pointed at the door, and Jeff left. Then she crawled back up on the bed, and they did the most insane, devious, perverted thing they could imagine.
They cuddled.
For nearly four hours, they just giggled, and tickled, and smooched while they hugged each other.
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