From the City to Simmons

He ran a hand through her hair as he regained a little composure. His cock twitched as he looked down at the girl kneeling in front of him with half his orgasm on her face. "I know it may not be dignified, but the way you look right now is just, so, so sexy. And that was amazing."

Tina giggled. "I like looking sexy for you. It's fun to be dirty sometimes." Reaching up with her tongue, she collected as much of the stray sperm as she could and sucked it into her mouth, making a display of it for Chris. There was an impressive amount of it, considering how much sex that they'd been having lately. She would have figured that his reserves would be low, so to speak.

He extended a hand and helped her to her feet. With a handful of tissues from the nightstand, he carefully wiped the rest of her face clean while she stood patiently. Then he pulled her into his arms once again and kissed.

"I still have spermy breath," she said, pulling away slightly.

"I don't mind, as long as it's from me," he replied. He lifted her up and onto the bed, his erection still as strong as ever. Hank had come through. He paused while reaching to remove her panties. "I love the outfit, by the way. My favorite color, but these are covering one of my favorite things, so they have to go." Tina just smiled and let him pull her panties off and toss them to the floor.

He loved eating his sister's pussy, but he loved Tina's as well. They were both beautiful things, but distinctly different. Tina's was much darker in color, her clitoris much more prominent. Chris took it between his lips and nibbled gently. Tina started to giggle again, but switched to a low moan as he really went to work. He wasn't being nearly as aggressive as the girl was with him, but he was getting the job done.

Tina loved the way that he licked her, clearly trying to bring her as much pleasure as he could. There were a lot of guys that just had no clue. They just whipped their tongue around for a bit and figured that was good. Chris did not fit into that category.

Chris had to stop what he was doing, as much as he was enjoying himself. If he didn't get his cock inside of her soon, it felt like something was going to burst.

"I'm sorry baby, I want to finish you like this, but I just got to put it in," he told her, a bit of urgency in his voice.

"Put it in," she urged him.

She had no sooner gotten the words out when he was lifting himself up and over top of her. He slid past her entrance with little resistance, causing them both to gasp for air. Chris hadn't ever felt anything quite like it. It was the normal pleasure feeling of being buried inside of a fantastic pussy, but it was being chemically amplified by Hank's magic pill. He hoped that he wasn't going to be totally spoiled after the effects wore off. Chris had never been a big fan of drugs, but this one got his vote.

Tina could see the difference in Chris, as well. It didn't feel any different when he was fucking her, which was a great feeling, but she could tell by the looks on his face and some of the noises that he was making that he was really enjoying himself. "It feels good, doesn't it, baby? It's your pussy now, whenever you want to fill it up. Your wife has never been fucked so good."

She knew that he liked it when she talked dirty. It had an effect on him, that was for certain. She used her filthy mouth as a tool to inspire an increase in his actions. He groaned his approval, slamming into her over and over. She was in the middle of an explosive orgasm and he showed no signs of slowing down. "Oh fuck, that's good!" she shouted.

Chris could do little more than growl his acknowledgments. He was too busy focusing on his own impending orgasm. It felt like he was right on the edge of having one, but it was taking an awfully long time to get over that edge. It was intense pleasure, but it was driving him into a frenzy. Tina could only lay back and absorb the onslaught, not that she didn't enjoy it.

When he finally did cum, after what seemed to be an impossibly long period of time, it felt to Chris as though some sort of a biological bomb was set off in his body. It was an explosion that started in the base of his cock and made its way through most every nerve ending that he had, ending with his eyeballs where he was seeing stars for a moment. He was growling again without realizing it through this process, then lay on top of his new wife to catch his breath. She covered him with kisses and helped wipe some of the sweat from his brow.

"Are you okay, baby?" she asked.

"That was intense, and you felt...you felt just divine, Tina." He rolled over and off her before he crushed her to death. Taking a deep breath and blinking the stars from his eyes, he continued. "Oh man. Are you all right? I got a little carried away there."

"I'm better than all right. That was eye-opening." She had cum at least twice during that exchange, never in her life had that happened within such a short period of time. She had never been pounded quite like that, either. Laying her head on her husband's chest she noted that his erection showed no sign of going down. She reached down and stroked him a few times, feeling the slickness of their combined juices on his shaft. "It looks like it still wants more."

Indeed it did, much to the amazement of Chris. Tina's lazy stroking was feeling great, like it was time for round number three. The problem was that the rest of his body wasn't as eager as his cock to step back into the ring. He was still a little wobbly. As they kissed and Tina continued with her stroking, she solved the problem by climbing on top of him, easing herself down onto his rigid pole. She braced herself with her hands flat against his chest and rode him with a steady, grinding motion.

"Oh my god, Tina. That feels so fucking amazing," he told her, managing to reach up and brush some of the hair from her eyes. She still had her bra on at this point, so he reached around her back and unhooked it, wanting to see her luscious tits bounce while she fucked him. "You're beautiful, every bit of you," he told her, tossing the bra off in a random direction.

"Tell me how much you love me," she said, slamming down onto him hard and grinding. She kept the position while she waited for an answer.

"Ahh," he moaned. Damn, she was feeling good. "I love you so much that I don't think I could live without you."

Tina resumed motion for a little bit, then slammed down again. "That's good. What else?" She liked this little game.

"I love you so much that I want you to have our babies and I'll never let you go!" He was having a hard time thinking of things to say. He hoped that there wasn't going to be many more questions.

Tina resumed once again. "You better not let me go. We could be making a baby right now, you know. Every time you put your little spermies inside me you could be putting a baby in me."

Chris didn't know if what Tina was talking about was particularly sexy or not, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. The more times that he made love to Tina, the more apparent it was how different that she was than Carrie. Carrie wasn't so much into talking and fucking at the same time; to Tina it seemed to be part of the process. Except for a few words here and there, Chris wasn't usually much of a conversationalist during intercourse.

The questions and teasing by Tina eventually ceased as she was gripped by the slow burn of another climax, a smaller, softer version of the first two. Still incredibly satisfying, however. She kept fucking from her position on top until her strength began to wane. "We've got to do something different, baby. My legs are going to give out."

Chris had recovered most of his strength by that time. He had Tina lay with her belly down on the edge of the bed so that he could stand and enter her from behind. He was able to really get after it while on his feet, thrusting into her cunt with his thighs slapping against her ass. Tina, for the moment, seemed to be tongue tied. She could do little more than moan and sigh while Chris went on his second orgasm-seeking rampage.

By the time that he had actually climaxed, he was dripping with sweat from the effort. Tina, though feeling as well fucked and satisfied as she had ever been was starting to feel a little raw. She was actually relieved when he came, thinking it might not ever happen. He flopped on the bed and pulled her into a kiss.

"I just don't think I have the words to describe that," he whispered. They lay there, feet dangling off the side of the bed for a few minutes.

"I want to go get a drink of water, but I can't get my legs to work," Tina said. She looked down at his pulsing manhood. It was angry red in color and pointed at the ceiling. She pushed it down with the tips of her fingers and watched as it sprang back into place. "I don't know if I can handle having that thing back in me right away. I might have to call in for back up."

"Heh. It seems to have a mind of its own tonight."

"I like the way it thinks, but I need a break. Want a drink?"

"Yes please. I'm gonna lay here and suck up some oxygen."

Carrie had been sitting in front of the television, not really paying much attention to what was on. One thing that she couldn't help but pay attention to was the moaning and growling and slapping sounds coming from the bedroom. It seemed as though the newlyweds were really going to town in there. That wasn't all that surprising. What was, however, was the length of time that it went on for. It was starting to get late, and she kind of wanted to get to bed. They had a plane to catch in the morning. Still, she didn't want to interrupt. She was half-asleep when Tina came walking naked through the living room and out into the kitchen. She stopped on her way back through, carrying a couple of glasses of water.

"How's it going in there?" Carrie asked.

"It's been...something else. Would you like to come in? It was nice that we had a little time alone together, and I think that was very sweet of you. I feel a little guilty though. Just a little." Tina looked down at Carrie with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Carrie couldn't help but smile back. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Besides, I need your help. He's still, uh, ready and I can't go again. Maybe you could finish him off and we could get some rest."

"Oh my. I take it the pill works, huh?" Carrie couldn't help but giggle. She was feeling a little randy, especially after listening to them go at it for the past couple hours. Seeing Tina standing in front of her all naked and sweaty didn't exactly curb the horniness she was experiencing. "It is getting kind of late. We've got a lot to do tomorrow. Maybe I'll go see what you've done to my brother and see if we can't get him to sleep. Plus, I could hear you guys from out here and you got me a little worked up."

Tina gave a weary smile. "Oh, it works all right. Come to bed, babe."

Chris gratefully accepted the water when Tina handed it to him. He had toweled off so he wouldn't be so slimy with sweat. Carrie noted his condition, mainly his raging erection.

"All that and the big boy still wants more, huh?" she asked. She started to get undressed.

Chris looked up at his sister while he sucked down the entire contents of the glass. It was possible that he had a little fight left in him, he supposed. It's not like he was ever able to say 'no' to her, anyway. "It could never say no if the more is you. I have to warn you, though, the rest of my body doesn't have the same amount of energy left in it."

Tina had escaped to the bathroom to get cleaned up before she got back into bed. No sense leaking fluids all over the place while she slept. Carrie took his empty glass and set it on the dresser. She slid on top of him, onto the bed and kissed his neck. He was still a little salty with sweat.

"That's okay, baby. You can let me do the work. I haven't been able to get to the gym in a couple of days, anyway." She wiggled around a bit and eased him into her, feeling that wonderfully full sensation that she had become so accustomed to when he was totally inside of her. He was hissing and gasping the entire time. "Are you okay, Chris? Are you sore or something?"

"I'm not sore, I'm just sensitive. It feels good, it really does, it's just that I can feel like ten times more that I usually do." Ten times may have been a bit of an exaggeration, but it was a truly unique experience. His sister felt much different than Tina. Tighter maybe? Maybe they were put together a little differently on the inside. He couldn't really tell, but whatever it was, it still felt amazing. She didn't move in quite the same way that Tina did, either, making things feel a little different.

"You're never going to stop loving me even though you're married, right?" she asked, in the middle of riding her brother, hard.

What was it with the sex talk? Must have been something contagious that she picked up from Tina. "I would never stop loving you, Carrie. I can't. It's in my blood, I'll always love you." Didn't they realize how his mind was scrambled while they were having sex? How hard it was to...think?

Carrie seemed satisfied with the one question and happy with the answer that Chris gave. She decided to concentrate her efforts on the physical act of the sex that she was in the middle of having. She had no idea how many orgasms that her brother may have had prior to her arrival on the scene. She was starting to question if he was actually going to have another one or not. He was acting like he was about to, but he had been acting like that for quite a while. She already had one, that was for sure. It was getting to the point where it was far beyond the normal amount of time it took for him to cum. He finally did, but it took one hell of an effort on her part. She thought it was worth it, though.

"There, baby. You saved one for me and it was very, very nice." They kissed for a bit and it was very clear to Carrie that her brother was exhausted. All for except about seven inches of him that she was still connected to.

Tina had watched most of what went on from the doorway. She had wanted to go lay down, but figured that she would let them finish first. When they did, she crawled into bed with them. "I love watching you two fuck, but we probably should get some rest. We got our plane early in the morning."

They were all able to fall asleep fairly easily after that and get a decent amount of rest before their journey. Luckily for Chris, his erection subsided at some point during his slumber. He was worried for a bit that he might have to walk around the rest of his life with one.

Their bags were packed, so the only thing that they had to do in the morning was call a cab and go to the airport. The flight was short and uneventful, they passed the time with light conversation.

"So, you bring any of Hank's presents with you?" Carrie asked.

Chris turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "No, I don't think so. It was cool and all, but I think we ought to save them for special occasions or something. I'm not sure if I could take that sort of thing all the time."

"Quitter," she chided, poking him in the ribs.

"I was thinking about getting a butt-load of them. Then I could crush them up and put it in your food," Tina said.

Carrie seemed to think that was hilarious. She reached across Chris and gave Tina a high-five.

"Ha ha. Seriously, that shit was powerful. No telling what it actually did to my system. Prolly pretty stupid of me to take it."

"Believe me, I know how powerful it was," Tina said. "And I would never do something like that to you without you knowing about it. You're still alive and your..." she lowered her voice as not to alert any wandering ears to what they were talking about "package was still attached when you got up this morning. I think you ought to mellow out."

"Yeah, mellow out, Chris," Carrie agreed.

That's what he had to look forward to for the rest of his life. Getting ganged up on. "I'm mellow, I'm mellow," he tried to assure them. He did his best to crank up some fake tears. "It's just...you guys don't know what it's like to be thought of as nothing but a sex object. Having people look at me, undressing me with their eyes. I'm more than just a piece of meat. I have dreams, I..."

Carrie cut him off with a finger held to his lips. "Calm down there, Tom Cruise. We're flying to Ohio, not Hollywood."

"Oh my god, you're weird," Tina added, stifling her laughter.

*****

Jorge had just finished his burger. It was pretty good, actually. His hopes weren't all that high when he had first gotten a look at the place. He was sipping his coffee when the waitress brought the bill.

"How was everything? Can I get you anything else?"

"It was good. I'm all set with that, thanks, but maybe you can help me with something," he replied.

"What's that?" Erin asked.

"I was looking for my cousin Tina. We haven't been in touch for a while. I stopped by her place, but I guess she moved out. Does she still work here, by any chance?"

"If you're looking for Tina, you're out of luck, hun. She just left on her honeymoon."

"Honeymoon? She got married?"

"Just last night. Had the reception right here," Erin confirmed.

"Huh, just to make sure we're talking about the same girl, uh, about twenty, kind of short, good looking, Mexican."

"That's Tina, for sure."

"I had no idea she was getting married. I wish I was here for the party. Told you, I was out of touch, I missed it." Jorge frowned in disappointment.

Erin reached into her pocket. "I've got some pictures on my phone." She brought one up of Chris giving Tina a playful kiss on the back of her left hand. "That's Chris there, the new groom. He took her to Miami."

"Wow, that sounds fun. Lots of things to do in Miami. They coming back or are they just going to stay out there?" Jorge couldn't help but notice the huge diamond on Tina's finger. About a year's salary for a guy that worked in a restaurant.

"Oh, they're only gonna be gone a few days or so. You want me to tell her you stopped by?"

"You know what, Erin, is it? Would you do me a favor and not mention it? I think I'm just going to drop in and surprise her one of these days. She still do the night shift?"

*****

The first day in Freeport went more or less according to Carrie's schedule. It was a heck of a lot colder there than what they were expecting. There was snow, plenty of it really. It was making it somewhat of a white-knuckled driving experience for Chris, but they made it to the hotel just fine.

They met with the real estate agent and looked at a total of four places that afternoon and early evening. None of them seemed to leave much of a mark. They got back to the hotel feeling somewhat disappointed.

"Maybe it's because all the snow," suggested Tina. "Makes everything seem so dreary."

"That could be part of it," Carrie agreed. "They all had plenty of space, but I didn't like any of the houses. I mean, we don't want to have to spend a fortune fixing a place up."

"I kind of like the snow, but it is hard to picture what someplace will look like without it. Don't care for driving in it much, glad it finally stopped," Chris added.

Nobody felt like going out, so they just ordered a pizza, staying in to get to bed early and an early start on the next day. They were hoping that the area around the town of Simmons would offer them something that grabbed their attention.

After a decent night's rest and a gourmet hotel breakfast of cereal and muffins of questionable freshness, they made the hour long drive to Simmons. The town was a little bigger than they thought, more of a small city. Still, the surrounding rural areas were definitely the types of places they were looking for. That being said, they just couldn't fall in love with any of the places that they looked at. They sorely wanted to find a place and make a deal, but it was a big decision. They intended to spend a good chunk of time, if not the rest of their lives in the location that they picked. It didn't look like they would just be able to flip a place if they weren't satisfied, some of them had been on the market for a long time. It was good for them, being buyers, but they were going to make sure that they were happy before pulling the trigger on anything.