The bride's new brother

CHAPTER TEN

"I think my father needs some cheering up, Marsha," Judy Williams said.

"He seems to be very unhappy," Marsha said, "but we'll feel better when your mother is released from the hospital."

"What Daddy needs is a good fucking," Judy insisted.

"I think you're out of your mind," Marsha said.

"No, I'm not," Judy said. "Look, Marsha, it's not just because of Nancy. He feels bad because of what he did to those boys. I never thought he had that kind of anger in him."

"I didn't either," Marsha admitted. And Marsha also had to admit to a strange new interest in Mark. She had looked at one of the boys after Mark had done with, them. The red-headed one. At that time they were putting him in the ambulance. He was a mess. It would be a long time before they let him out of the hospital and even then he wouldn't be the same.

"He feels bad now," Judy said. "He feels less than human. You could help cheer him up."

"How would I help cheer him up?"

"Don't act, Marsha. You know how to cheer a man up. Raise up your skirts for him. He'll love you for it."

Marsha had started to blush furiously. "You're going to be late for school."

"Okay, I'm leaving," Judy said. "But think about what I told you. He's out in the barn. And he really does need cheering up."

Marsha found him in the barn and she nearly lost her courage. Mark hadn't been eating right for the week that Nancy had been in the hospital. Already he was losing some of the flab around his middle. He had his shirt off and now Marsha could see some of the strength that she'd never known he had.

"Judy's gone to school," she said.

"She is," Mark said. "That's fine. Thank you, Marsha."

"You've got to quit thinking about it," Marsha said. "Nancy's going to be all right. Everything will be the same."

"No," Mark said. "Nothing will ever be the same."

He seemed to look at her for the first time and she noticed a flicker of interest in his eyes. He had never seen her dressed like this before. He had never known what a healthy pink woman Marsha was.

"Come into the house," Marsha insisted. "I'll find a cold beer for you."

"All right," he said.

He acted a little listless as he walked to the house. She took his hand and he didn't seem to notice. Neither did he notice when she led him into her small bedroom and made him sit down at the edge of her bed.

He sipped at the beer and looked around him for the first time. "This is your bedroom. I've never been in your bedroom before."

"We'll have to make it more often," Marsha suggested.

She knew her soft voice sounded inviting. So did the creamy thigh she rubbed against him as she sat down beside him. She also knew that poor Mark wasn't sure of himself. She would have to make the first move, seduce him as she had done to David.

And she knew she wanted to. It wasn't just something she was doing for Mark. She wanted him. She could feel a faint flush all over her body. And a hungry heat between her thighs.

She wanted to fuck Mark. She put her hand on his thigh and gave his thigh a gentle squeeze.

"Do you think I'm attractive, Mark?" she asked.

"Yes," he said. "I think you're pretty."

"Would you like to kiss me?"

He looked shocked. She kept her hand on his thigh and she didn't give him time to answer. She leaned over and pressed her lips against his. His lips felt hard and cold, at first, but then she felt the warmth come to them.

Then she felt his hand on her tits. She was surprised. She had never expected him to act that fast. But his hands groped her tits through the halter top.

"Let me take this off," she whispered.

She reached behind her back and unhooked the halter top. She peeled it off and his hands cupped her bare flesh. She shivered. It felt so good. She had not expected it to feel this good. His big rough hands fondled her titty-flesh brutally, but she could feel the heat spreading through her body.

"Oh Mark," she groaned. "Mark, that feels good!"

She slipped her hand higher on his thigh and touched his hard cock. She sighed as she felt it jumping against the touch of her fingers. He was more ready than she would have ever given him credit for. He was pushing her back on the bed.

His mouth sucked in one at her plump nipples. She felt him sucking hard at her flesh, drawing more of the creamy tit into his mouth. He had her aching in seconds. Then his wet mouth moved to the other tit. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and bit it gently. She screamed. She was already shivering from pleasure.

It had not happened this fast even with David.

His mouth moved down her pink belly. His tongue played with her navel before he moved lower. She felt him tugging off her wraparound. He got it opened and he jerked it from under her body. She was left in only her panties. She couldn't remember ever having been undressed so quickly by a man.

He put his face between her hot and creamy thighs. His lips touched her pussy through her panties. She was sopping wet and getting more juicy at every moment.

"Oh baby," she moaned. "Baby. Take my panties off. Take my panties off and eat me."

He nearly ripped her panties as he jerked them down her plump legs. He pressed his face back between her thighs. She sobbed as she felt his tongue thrusting between her cuntlips, sucking and swallowing her tangy cunt juices.

Oh, it was sweet!

She made him move his head and she rolled over on her stomach. She spread her legs far apart and his face went between her legs again. He was licking everywhere his tongue could touch. She felt his tongue down the crack of her ass, all over her wet pussy lips, sucking at the tangled hairs at her crotch.

"Oh God, Mark," she cried.

He moved his head back and she turned back over. She spread her thighs and lifted her legs a little. She grabbed at his hair and pulled his face back into her wet snatch. His tongue thrust immediately between her plump pink pussy lips. He touched her clit.

"Jesus," she moaned. "Jesus, you're making me feel so good. So fucking good!"

He sucked the bud into his mouth and bit down with his teeth. Her body shook with pleasure. He released her clit and started stabbing his tongue into her pussy again.

"Put your finger up my asshole," she begged him. "Pleaseeeee. Put your finger in my ass!"

He slipped his hands underneath her and lifted her ass. He wiggled one finger into the tight buttery softness of her asshole. She shivered again.

"Yeah," she cried. "Yeah, that's nice!"

He started driving his finger into her asshole with the same rhythm he was using to thrust his tongue into her pussy. She couldn't stand it. She had been without for so long.

"Oh God, I'm coming," she screamed. "I'm coming. Oh God, it feels so good. Eat my cunt!"

She flooded his mouth with sticky juice. He swallowed her cream as if she was flooding his mouth with sweet wine. He sucked on her until the last tremble left her body.

He raised his head. "Good?"

"Good. My God, that was fantastic."

Now she knew she had to do the same for him. She pushed him back on her bed and bent to the task of undressing him. She got his trousers off in a few seconds. Then his shorts. His reddened, rock-hard prick nearly hit her in the face.

"Ahhhhh," she said. "You have a beautiful prick, Mark. A beautiful prick."

She took his blood-filled cock in her hands, lacing her fingers around his cock until no part of his prick could be seen. She started jerking him off with both hands. She felt his cockcream gushing out over her fingers.

"Ummm," she said. "You act like you're ready."

"Oh yes," he groaned.

She took one hand away. She kept her left hand wrapped around his pulsating prick. She bent her head over him. She licked around the big red crown, tasting his gushing cream on her tongue. She licked around his sensitive crown. She nibbled at the crown of cockflesh. She moved her head back to the tip and stabbed her tongue into the tiny hole.

"Oh Christ," he moaned. "Jesus!"

She took the bloated crown in her mouth and bit gently. He nearly went out of his mind. He was screaming and wiggling and acting as if he wanted to escape from her. But he really didn't want to escape. She was sure of that.

She licked down the entire reddened length of his thick cock. She tasted more of his salty cream. She licked at his heavy balls, and gently sucked one into her mouth.

"Oh God," he groaned. "Suck me, Marsha. Suck my cock!"

She went back up to the head of his cock and slowly sucked the staff down her throat. She tasted his bloated cockmeat all inside her mouth. She swirled her tongue around, knowing that this would increase his excitement.

She fingered his balls with one hand, while she fed his cock into her mouth with her other. She bobbed her head up and down slowly, savoring the good taste of his cockmeat. It seemed like the more she sucked his cock, the better, she liked the taste.

"Baby," he groaned. "Oh fuck, baby, suck my cock. Suck it deep. Oh shit!"

He grabbed hold of the back of her head and he started driving his rod deeper into her mouth. She was ready for that. She relaxed and let him direct the movements of her head. She kept tasting his thick cockcream shooting into her mouth.

"Fuck," he moaned.

He was thrusting brutally between her lips but now she knew she could handle it. She shut her eyes and concentrated on making her inner throat muscles relax. His cock was getting deeper into her throat. She could feel the hot swelling of his cockhead.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "Fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking shoot my jism down your hot throat. Jesus, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Fuckkkkkkk!"

He stabbed deeply and she felt the first hot spurt of his jism into her mouth. She started swallowing quickly, and she kept swallowing until she had drunk down every drop of his delicious cream. She finally had him drained and she lifted her head. He looked pleased with himself. He had a new alive look in his eyes. She knew that Judy was right. All he had needed was a little cheering up.

"I want to fuck you, Marsha," he said. "I want to fuck you bad!"

"Do you think you're up to it?" Marsha said, looking at his now limp cock.

"I'll be up to it in a little while," he promised her.

She grinned. She put her mouth back at his prick and started licking his cock with her tongue. She kept licking and nibbling until she felt the first stir. Then she wrapped her hand around his prick and she started brushing her hair against his hot flesh. She moved her head back and forth and she could tell that she was really exciting him.

Finally his cock grew stiff again. She could see the cockhead turning purple as it filled with blood. She could see the tiny slit blinking at her with a drop of his cum.

"Ummmm," she said. "You did get hard again."

"Yeah," he said. "All the better to fuck you with. I want a piece of your honey, honey."

She laughed, but she got another feeling also. She took her hand away from his cock.

"Before you fuck me," she said. "There's something I want to know. Something I have to know."

"What's that?" he asked.

"I have to know if you're going to feel guilty about this. You can't feel guilty. I don't want any problems to come between you and Nancy."

"I'm not a dummy," Mark said. "At least not the dummy you think I am."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, I know about you and David and about Nancy and David. I know there was a lot of fucking going on under this roof. I admit I was a little jealous. But nothing to be alarmed about. I figured I might get a chance to get in on the action. And now I have!"

"Well, you bastard!" she said.

They both laughed. Marsha had found out all she wanted to know. Mark wasn't going to feel guilty about what they did together. In fact, what they did might lead to some real fun when Nancy got home. They really would be a loving family then.

"Now I'm going to fuck you," Mark said.

"Jesus, yes," Marsha said.

Mark pushed her back onto the bed. He pried her creamy thighs apart and he stretched out on top of her. She wiggled as she felt his body pressed against hers. She reached, between them and found his rigid prick.

"Put that big fucker in me," she said. "Put that big fucking thing in my pussy!"

He gave it to her just as she wanted him. He stabbed his prick brutally into the moist love nest between her legs. She gasped as she felt his thick prick filling her cunt.

"Oh yes," she cried. "Stab me with it. Put your fucking joystick all the way. I love cock. I fucking love cock!"

"I'm going to give it to you, babe," he said.

He gave her the best fucking of her life. He savagely slammed his prick in and out of her wet pussy. She felt her body jerk each time he stabbed her. Even David had not thrust into her with such violent motions.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she kept saying.

He put his hands underneath her without being asked. He stabbed his finger into her asshole. She came off the bed each time he pushed a finger into her ass. She lifted her plump legs and wrapped them around his back. His big cock got deeper.

"You hot bitch," he groaned. "You fucking sweet piece of ass. You hot bitch!"

"Give it to me!" she cried. "Give me your fucking meat!"

He gripped her tighter and he thrust so hard into her cunt that she was afraid he was going to tear her apart. It had never been like this before. She could feel the knots in her belly exploding into spasms of joy.

"Fuck me," she cried. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come. Oh fuck me. Fuck me! Fuck me bastard. Fuck meeeee!"

He slammed into her faster and faster as she felt the shivers go over her body. She loved it. God, she loved it. It was answering the hungry needs of her body.

She felt the hot swelling of his prickhead.

"Put your cum in me," she cried. "Fill up my pussy with your cum juice. Put it in me!"

"Baby," he cried. "I'm going to put it in you. I'm going to fill up your cunt. I'm going to fill your fucking cunt. I'm going to fill your snatch. Sweet pussyyyyyy!"

His body started jerking as he pumped his jism into her wet pussy. It felt so good. She could feel his jism wetting the insides of her pussy everywhere. He must have had a gallon. She waited until he calmed down before she moved out from under him.

"That was sweet, baby," she said.

She was surprised when he pulled her against him again. "I'm not going to let you go. I'm not done with you yet."

"Golly," she said.

Marsha realized that there was going to be a lot of fun to be had before Nancy got back home, and a lot of fun to be had after Nancy came home. She mentally thanked David for bringing back some action to the place. She hoped he would return someday very soon. Then there would be a hot time at the farm.