Title:  Honey Is Sweet

Author: The Purvv

Email: purvv@operamail.com

Story Codes: MF In-laws inc cheat

 

 

 

 

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N o one that knew them would ever suspect that Peter and Vince Marabella were brothers. Although they were only three years apart in age, there was a world of difference between them, both physically and mentally.

Peter, the oldest, was the brain of the family. Not that Vince was not smart, it was just that the older brother was truly a genius. On the other hand, where Peter was the 120-pound weakling who had sand kicked in his face, Vince was the athlete in the family. In fact, in high school he was the star quarterback and was so good that he received a sports scholarship to attend college.

Honey, two years younger than Peter, grew up with both boys. From the time that she was fourteen years old, the brothers both had a crush on her and ‘chased’ after her.

She dated Vince for a brief period. With his strong accentuated Latin features he was by far the better looking of the two. In addition, his athletic, yet muscular body was the desire of almost all of the girls in high school.

Yet, there was something about him that scared her. She never felt quite comfortable around him. She didn’t know if that was because of him or herself. When Vince’s eyes looked upon her, they always had an intensity, which somehow made her nervous. She thought that maybe he was undressing her with his eyes and that made her afraid, but afraid of what, she didn’t know.

By the time that Peter was a high school senior, Honey had settled on him. During his college years, she only was able to see him during his summer vacations but they stayed together nevertheless. She did not go to college, preferring to stay home and work to help her family out monetarily.

Her best friend, Laura Matson, had a crush on Vince, so a few times during the school year Honey would accompany her to Vince’s games. When they were able to see him he seemed to be more interested in Honey than Laura, which was surprising because her blonde girlfriend was a true buxom beauty.

As soon as Peter graduated, Honey and he married. He got a great job and with the help of his family, they were able to buy a house.

Unfortunately, for her, Peter’s head was never at home. He had dreams, and they all revolved around his job. They rarely got out by themselves and boredom began to set in quickly.

At this point in time, Vince was a junior in college, which was located about one hundred miles from their hometown. By then, he had become engaged to Laura, and was trying to figure out a way to be around her more. He knew that his brother and Honey had an extra bedroom in their new house and he asked if he could stay with them on weekends. That way he’d be nearer to his fiancée.

Honey told Peter that she didn’t have any objections because she was ecstatic that her brother-in-law had become serious about one girl instead of the constant conquests that he had always bragged about.

Most weekends they barely saw him. He would come in about 10 PM on Friday, drop off his things and go out to meet Laura. By the time that he came in, they would be sound asleep. On Saturdays, he would sleep until 1-2 in the afternoon. From then until about 8 PM would be the only time during the weekend that they managed to see him.

On Sunday, he also slept late and then would spend most of the rest of the day working and or playing at their computer, in the little room that they had set aside.

Vince was always one to brag to his brother about the many girls that he had bedded down, and although it was not anything that he talked openly about when Honey was within earshot, she sometimes couldn’t help but to overhear him boast of his conquests. Further, his demeanor around her seemed to indicate that he still would have liked to have been the brother who won her.

It was close to the end of the school term when Honey overheard Vince telling Peter of how he kept a diary of his ‘scalps’ [as he liked to call the girls that he ‘nailed’] on the computer.

For the first couple of weeks after that, whenever she was at the computer, Honey had to fight with herself to not look through various files trying to find her brother-in-law’s typed record. It was not until a week before the school break that her curiosity got the best of her and she started looking. Every day that week she went into the files on the computer, trying to find his notes; all to no avail.

It was during the following school break that Honey’s life changed forever. Vince came to stay with them for the summer.

It was during his first week back when Honey happened upon a box of floppy disks belonging to Vince. At the time, he was not at home. After an hour, she was rewarded. She found his diary. That first day she opened up one of the files and when she saw what was written, she immediately closed the file and removed the disk, both ashamed at what she was doing and afraid that her brother-in-law might come home and catch her sneaking around.

After that, it was a fight with herself. She knew that it was not right, yet something kept prodding her. She began to just glance at his descriptions but soon found a few entries that were so descriptive that she found herself becoming more deeply involved in the reading.

After reading one or another of a heated passage, she would almost remember word for word what he had written. Later in the evening, if he happened to be in her presence, she began to let her eyes sneak over his muscled body and she remembered his description of a particular conquest. Honey would soon get herself worked into a frazzle.

Unfortunately for her, Peter was almost never there for her to take her sexual frustrations out on him.

Soon, she wasn’t satisfied in just reading about Vince’s sexual victories; after finding one story too many, she took to masturbation while reading about his exploits. She had been doing this for a little more than a week, and hated herself for it. She was ashamed, yet she continued.

 Now, for the third time in a week, Honey read his entry regarding Laura Matson:

He wrote: “Her parents were up in bed when she let me pop the video into the VCR. I sat back down on the couch with her. As the movie started, I put my arm around her shoulders and she leaned back with her head on my shoulder. It wasn't long before the screen was filled with flesh. Big cocks and hairy cunts. I could hear that Laura's breath had started to become somewhat labored. My own cock had become hard, both from the movie and knowing that she was becoming excited. I turned my head and kissed her neck. At the same time, I placed my hand on her stomach. She immediately grabbed it and held it within hers. I could feel the heat from her body. My lips continued kissing at her neck and then I flicked my tongue out. I felt her hand tighten on mine, but she made no other effort to stop me.”

 As Honey read the details of her brother-in-law's conquest, she felt herself blush. It was so wrong to read this. After all, this was Vince’s diary, a very private thing to him. Yet, as a moth drawn to a flame, she felt herself compelled to keep on reading. She felt a little wicked for reading it, but she pushed any guilt feelings into the back of her mind. Sure, she was married to Vince’s brother, whom she loved dearly, but she could not resist doing this, reading about her brother-in-law’s exploits while fantasizing that she was the recipient.

As she read on, Vince’s words began to have an effect on her, she sighed slightly as she thought of her muscular young brother-in-law and his exploits with Laura. Beautiful Laura - - Every boy’s favorite cheerleader in high school and Honey’s best friend. Honey could understand why Vince would go for a girl like her. She was built like a ’brick shit house’ and ‘pretty as a whip’.

She closed her eyes, and imagined how Vince would fuck her...um, no, Laura. She felt her pussy quiver slightly at the thought of his hands caressing Laura, and found herself so incredibly turned on. Feeling the heat within her body beginning to rise, Honey let her robe open slightly, exposing her pantied crotch.

Vince's diary continued: “Laura's eyes were intently watching the movie. Although she was holding my hand pressed against her stomach I was able to manage to just barely move my fingers, enough to slightly rub them on her. At the same time, I moved my mouth to her ear, softly kissing and lightly flicking my tongue on her. It was then that I actually saw a shiver pass through her. When my tongue first touched her ear, her hand tightened upon mine but as I slowly rolled it about, I felt her grip start to relax. I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the TV. Then her hands released mine, giving me more freedom to rub her stomach.

“I felt her push and tilt her head into my face. I allowed my mouth to moisten her neck and my hot breath to breathe on that moisture, sending chills through her. Then again, my tongue flicked into her ear, this time more intently, and I moved my hand up on her blouse until it covered her breast. I heard a near-silent moan come from her throat.”

Honey continued reading, imagining how Vince would fuck young Laura, how he would fuck her little tight pussy...oh...She blushed at her thoughts. She was very aroused now. Slowly, she let a hand slide down to her own pussy, letting her hand slip into her panties.

Touching herself tentatively, she felt herself becoming wetter and warmer than she had in a long while. Her index finger slightly grazed her clit, and she let out a little moan, strangely wondering what Laura’s moans sounded like.

She closed her eyes and let her finger rub her clit gently. As she sat there, eyes closed and trying to imagine Vince and Laura together, her mind began to wander. She then found herself thinking of herself and Vince. She could not rid herself of the image of her brother-in-law fucking her like a little slut.

She continued reading: “Laura’s upper body was activated by now. Her head and neck were squirming about from the excitement she was feeling. My fingers closed on her tit and began to squeeze. God, if felt so good to hold it. It was so exciting. By now there was screaming and moaning coming from the couple on the TV, and at the same time Laura’s breathing was becoming much more labored.

“I pulled away from her neck and looked at her. She turned her face to look directly into mine. I could see that she was hotter than I’d ever seen her. I moved my hand from her breast, up to the top button of her blouse. She offered no resistance. I watched her, trying to figure out how willing she may be. There was a strange look upon her face, nervous, yet at the same time, fully agitated. I opened the top button and her eyes burned into mine. Then she managed to whisper, ‘Don’t Vinny, please don’t!’

“At this time my hand had already begun to unbutton the next button. I lowered my mouth toward hers. Her lips were quivering.

”When the second button opened on her blouse, I was able to push my hand beneath it and move eagerly upon her breast. As our mouths met, I forced my hand under the bra. My body became inflamed as I felt the hot wonderful tit flesh.”

By now Honey was totally lost in her own lust-filled thoughts. She rubbed her clit furiously, and she wiggled on the chair as she whispered to herself, ’Fuck me Vince…pleaaasseee,’ as she was approaching a climax. She was oblivious to anything or anyone at that very moment...

Suddenly she heard a noise coming from the doorway. Her body froze and her eyes popped open. Nervously, she twisted her head around to see what it was. Her brother-in-law stood just inside of the room. He had just come home from his tennis game and was shirtless. Apparently, he had been expecting to jump right into the shower.

Honey should have been completely embarrassed and panicky but for some strange reason she wasn't. Perhaps it was because she was so near to her climax. Perhaps it was because of his lewd, descriptive diary. Perhaps it was because of the lack of attention from her husband. Perhaps it was a combination of all the years that she had watched Vince, and felt his eyes upon her, coupled with any of the above reasons. Whatever it was did not matter at this moment.

Although she realized that she was caught, she had no shame. Her tingling pussy was still pulsing with excitement. Boldly leaving her hand buried inside of her panties, she swiveled her chair around to face him. She anxiously looked at him. His skin glistened from a sheen of sweat. Her eyes at first eagerly embraced the tanned athletic muscles on his arms and shoulders and then, after nervously swallowing, she then allowed her gaze to focus on his stomach and chest muscles. Vince sure was a 'gorgeous hunk', she thought. Finally, her eyes moved up to his and she completely melted.

He had seen what she had been looking at on the screen while she had been playing with herself. He was fascinated and excited. For years he wanted her (maybe even loved her) and he always felt that she never saw anything in him. Indeed, many were the nights, before Laura finally gave in, that he came home after a night of heavy petting and being shut out, that he would go upstairs and masturbate. Oddly, his mental vision was usually not of his buxom girlfriend but was his innocent looking sister-in-law instead.

Now, as he stood there, Honey studied him. His large brown eyes were watching her, and they seemed more intense than she had ever seen. That wonderfully frightening gaze that she had tried to avoid over the years was upon her. The lower part of her robe was opened and hanging over either side of her legs while she sat, as a wanton slut with her hand buried deep inside her panties. Those eyes bore into hers and then moved slowly downward to the top of her parted legs, where they burned into her. Finally, they moved back up her body and once again looked into her lust-filled face. His eyes then held hers with such intensity that her breathing was coming in short, rapid swallows. Her heart was pounding fiercely within her chest. She was becoming frantic.

Vince stood there unmoving, almost as if he were afraid of ending his dream.

Honey finally broke her eyes away from his, moving them lower with curiosity, down to his crotch. He had a hard-on! There was no mistaken what she was seeing. Vince was excited. She had to give him a message of encouragement.

With her eyes staring hotly upon his tented crotch, she pushed her tongue from out of her mouth and let it slowly, almost tantalizingly slide over her lips, from one side to the other. As she did this she saw his reaction; a sudden jump within his pants as his cock excitedly twitched. She then moved her eyes slowly back up his body, looking hotly at the muscled flesh of his stomach and chest, and finally gazed upon his eyes again.

Vince was becoming increasingly excited. He had wanted Honey since they were kids together, and now it looked like his longtime desire was about to come to pass, that she was willing to give herself. He allowed his eyes to move up and down her body while he stepped further into the room, walking slowly but deliberately up to where she was sitting.

Then he was only a foot away and looking down at her. She still had her hand inside of her panties and she hungrily looked back up at him.

With his eyes on her crotch Vince ordered, “Keep playing.”

There was no stopping either of them now, lust was upon them. As she looked up into her brother-in-law’s face she moved her fingers, once more arousing her throbbing pussy.

“Mmmmmmm,” she groaned.

Seeing the movement of her hand within her panties fascinated him. Standing before her, his hands first unbuckled his belt and then began opening the button on his jeans. He then watched her eyes as they fastened themselves to his hand, as he slowly pulled down the zipper. Honey licked her lips from nervous anticipation.

Both of them were staring in wonder at the other’s crotch; he was watching intently as she worked quickly on her pussy and she watched eagerly as Vince pushed down his jeans and shorts together; his inflamed prick jutting out in all its glory.

“Oh god, Vinnie,” she whispered hotly as he stepped out of them and kicked off his shoes. He was standing before her, totally naked.

“Keep playing. Make it nice and wet for me,” he said as he stepped forward and reached out to her shoulders. Then his hands were pushing at the robe, guiding it off her.

Honey’s fingers were working gently but determinedly over her pussy’s lips and her clit and Vince lowered himself to a kneeling position between her legs. The two of them were in a state of total passion now. His face was only inches from her chest and his eyes hungrily danced on the flesh of her tits. He moved closer and his mouth opened upon a nipple.

“Nnnnngggggg,” she groaned and his teeth bit gently. Her hands rushed to the back of his head drawing him closer to her, wanting him to work his hot mouth upon her breasts. At the same time she felt his hand move into her panties to join hers in arousing her pussy. Almost immediately, he pushed a finger into her wet and slippery hole, eagerly pushing into her as far as he could reach and then sliding it back until it was almost out, before plunging back into her again. The explosions within her were unbelievable.

“Oh god, Vince, I can’t help it. I need you.”

At the same time as she was speaking, his hand slipped back out of her panties and then he was hurriedly reaching to the elastic at her hips, where he urgently pulled. Honey lifted her bottom and it seemed as if it were in one motion that he had slipped her panties off of her legs and had guided her down to the floor.

She eagerly spread her legs as her brother-in-law moved his naked body within. They were only seconds away from the act. Their faces and bodies were only inches apart and their eyes were both passionately watching the other’s lust-filled face. Honey’s hands rushed up to him and reached around his body, pulling him down while her hips pushed up desperately seeking contact with him. Her pussy needed to be filled. Her body needed to be filled.

“Please, Vince, do me…”

And then the male flesh was penetrating within. She gasped. Flames of passions exploded within each of them as he slid inside her and her pussy walls gave way. When he was all the way inside her he paused within her depths. Their eyes watched each other hotly. The moment of fucking was upon them.

“Slut!” he whispered. “You’re a fucking slut.”

She was temporarily stung by his words, but then she saw in his face that his own words excited him. She was a slut, she thought. So what?

“Yes, Vin…I’m a slut…Your slut. Fuck me, Vinnie. Fuck your brother’s wife, the slut!”

She could actually feel his cock jumping wildly within her as she whispered those words. He groaned and pulled his body back and then plunged into her again. Once more he paused.

“We’re gonna fuck all the time, my slut. Right?” he asked. She nodded her head rapidly. “My slut is gonna take my cock in her mouth and her ass too, right?”

“”NNNNNgggg - - Yeah, yes, Vince, yes!!! Oh god, Vinnie, hurry. Fuck me. Fuck your slut!!!”

Then he was moving up and down with more force, his cock thrusting in and out with more of an urgency. His hands were kneading her tits as he pumped his body. Honey’s hands were wrapped around his back and her legs had entwined around his. Her hips were rotating and humping in time with his, her body hungry to feel his pounding into her.

As he was pumping he was muttering words in a broken sentence, “You - - like my - - cock ahhh slut - - don’t you - -“

“Oh do me Vinnie harder, baby.”

Her breathing was coming so fast that Vince could hardly discern her words. Her hips seemed to be rotating with a life of their own and a thin coating of tangy-smelling sweat covered her body.

“You want me - - ah oh - - to stop???”

“Ohhhhh, no Vin, please, don’t - - Don’t stop now,” she pleaded as her body pumped upward crazily and she clung to him with all of her being. She had spread her legs as far apart as they would go and one of her hands dropped down to the bush surrounding her cunt.

“- - Then you want - - I’m gonna cum in you, slut! You want my baby - - don’t you?”

They were humping as frantically as any couple could at that moment. “Yes Vin…yes…ohhhh yeah fuck me…give me it all…cum…baby…ahhhhhh!!!!”

Their hot bodies pumped and ground at each other. Everything was gone from their minds and bodies except the burning, flaming lust that kept his cock screwing in and out of his sister-in-law's pussy as the desire and need in them built higher and higher. Every sensation was increased with each frantic movement. Faster they fucked. Faster and faster still, holding each other tighter as their lovemaking rocked and swayed them.

Out of her mind with lust, Honey was exploding with spasms and she knew by her brother-in-law’s frenetic actions that he was either cumming or was at his very peak. She writhed and bucked and twisted on the floor beneath him, like a soul possessed.

“Ahhhhhhh, oh oh ohhhhhhhh…”

The orgasm he had then made every other climax he'd ever had before seem like nothing. His rampaging cock thundered and exploded in the velvety grip of her cunt.

"Give it to me, Vince," she urged him on. "Give me every drop! Give me your baby!"

And that's exactly what he did, the thick, hot cream of his lust blasting into and coating her inner walls, mingling with her own gushing love juices as they overflowed and ran down the crack of her ass to streak along her inner thighs.

The climax seemed to last forever, but after nearly a full two minutes the pace of their humping did begin to subside. Finally their motions began to slow until they were both fully spent, as Vince’s cock at last started to lose its hardness and shrink within her.

Totally out of breath, and totally exhausted from their wild lovemaking, the two finally parted, and Vince rolled from between his sister-in-law's widely spread legs.

Honey should have been horrified about what happened, but the truth was that she was looking forward to whatever it was that Vince wanted her to do. She would have the best of everything; her husband’s love and his brother’s cock.

 

The End