Revenge Returned Ch. 09

I was deeply conflicted about the situation I had now been forced into. On one hand, my attractive, blonde sister-in-law Rachel was straddling me, stroking my hard cock, and about to slide me into her pussy. Her nipples poking out from her perky breasts and the juices glistening on her puffy pussy lips showed that she was excited to ride my dick. Just weeks before, I had made her rape herself on me in this position. Now my hands were tied behind my back and Rachel was holding my wife Claire's head down, making sure Claire had a good view of her sister having sex with me.

"Fuuuuuuucccccckkkk," Rachel moaned as she lowered her pussy down my cock. "Claire," she said, starting to ride me, "Your husband really does have the perfect-sized dick for me." Rachel played with her clit, while sliding up and down. "When he was on top, pushed all the way in me, grinding himself right on my clit..." Rachel continued, with a moan.

"When?" Claire muttered.

"Move around behind me," Rachel instructed her sister, who did as she was told. "I want you to see from close-up how Jake's cock looks wrapped in my pussy lips. Grab my ass, so you can see my asshole that he fucked too." I could see the confusion on Claire's face, and tears welled in her eyes. When my wife spread her sister's ass cheeks apart, Rachel shivered with an orgasm, her pussy gripping my dick like a vice. I moaned loudly, and Rachel looked down at me with fake consternation. "No cumming yet, Jake," she purred, reaching behind her to push Claire's mouth toward her anus. "I need my sister to eat my ass first."

"No," Claire responded, sternly, lips only inches from her sister's asshole, but Rachel pushed my wife's head harder and held her there.

Rachel smiled at me. "Mmm, yes. Really get your tongue in there. That's what Jake made me do to you too." Claire made muffled sounds that were likely protests against what was happening and disbelief about what her sister was saying. "Oooh, keep trying to talk, sis," Rachel moaned. "Jake's cock in your pussy while I tongue-fucked your ass made you cum so hard, and I want that too." Rachel groaned loudly as she swirled her hips with my dick deep inside her. "After our night in the pool, while you slept, Jake raped me." Rachel's breath was growing ragged, her words interspersed with moans. "He took all of my holes, like Tim, Zack, and Rick fucked yours today. But Rick and Zack had already used your pussy before."

Claire pulled her head away from Rachel's ass. "What?" my wife whispered, tears streaming down her face, staring me in the eyes.

Rachel moaned loudly, smiling down at the pain on her sister's face, then wrapped her hand in Claire's long, blonde hair and forced my wife's face to once again be buried in Rachel's ass. Rachel groaned then continued, "Jake spiked our drinks that night. You don't remember, but your "one and only" pussy got fucked by two more guys. Jake caused that. Hell, he brought you in the guest room so he and Zack could do double vaginal on you, just like his fanta..."

Rachel's confession of my wrongdoings was broken short, as Claire jolted backward, her face full of rage. "Fuck you, Jake!" she screamed, just as Rachel pounded down hard on my dick, her body convulsing for what seemed like a minute with an intense, long orgasm, triggering a powerful explosion for me that also went on and on. Through the pleasure, I could see Claire staring at my ball sack, as it repeatedly contracted, sending blast after blast of my hot cum deep into her sister's pussy.

Rachel collapsed at my side, a post-cum euphoria setting in. "Wow, you're a good fuck, Jake. You didn't even need to drug me to make me cum that hard," she said, as Claire glowered at me, on her hands and knees near my feet. Rachel gently grabbed my cock, smiling at me, her head on my shoulder. "Don't worry about Claire. Like you told me when I was tied to your bed, furious, 'The anger will wash away.' That was it, right? Let's just lie here a few minutes and she'll be lost in a fog, rubbing her clit."

I stared at the ceiling, far above, and Rachel cuddled into me. This was a nice, few minutes of calm after an afternoon of non-stop sexual depravity. Soon, though, Claire's moans broke the silence. I looked up to see my wife, eyes shut, fingering her own pussy. Rachel laughed, pushing herself up and then kissing me passionately. I hadn't expected that but quickly responded. I liked Claire's thick lips more, but Rachel really was a good kisser.

"You're good at that," I whispered to Rachel, who smiled. "I always knew there was a firecracker under that icy face you show the world."

Rachel's blue eyes twinkled, as she quietly responded, "And I just needed a hard fuck from you to set me free?" She sat up, giving my cock a playful stroke. Looking back at me, her long, blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her breasts still slightly bouncing from her movement, I thought that maybe this had all been worth it, if only for that last fuck with my beautiful sister-in-law. Rachel flashed a bright smile, telling me, "You're really going to enjoy this."

Seconds later, Rachel led Claire by the hand back to my side. Watching their amazing, naked bodies move mesmerized me. Rachel lowered Claire to her knees, beside me. Then Rachel lied down in front of my wife, pussy perfectly positioned for me to watch. As Rachel ran her fingers through my hair, she used the other hand to lower Claire's mouth to her pussy lips.

Claire didn't resist at all, enthusiastically attacking her sister's cunt with her tongue and fingers, while also frantically rubbing her own clit. "That's it, Claire. Get every lost drop of your husband's cum out of my pussy," Rachel whispered. I smiled, watching, and listening to, my wife bring herself and her sister to orgasm after orgasm. Each time their moans of pleasure rang out, my cock throbbed with excitement.

Rachel finally flopped back on the mattress, her head rolling side to side, a giant smile on her face. Claire looked up, smiling too, Rachel's juices and my semen smeared around her mouth.

Rachel slowly sat up, then helped me to my feet. She led me, holding my dick to pull me forward, back to the chair. I sat down and exhaled. I was mentally and physically exhausted and sexually spent but still painfully hard because of the drugs Rachel had given me.

"I can't believe I just went down on my sister," Claire said, then rubbed her clit as she lied back down. I smiled, content, despite everything that had happened. When I looked at Rachel, expecting her to be untying my hands, she had just finishing restraining my legs to the chair again.

The doorbell rang.

"Perfect timing," Rachel said to me with a wicked smile, then skipped toward the door.

To Be Continued.