Laura tells her sister

His heart beating, John went back inside when he saw Laura's light flick off. He waited in the living room for what seemed like an eternity. This was the point in those online erotica stories he always read where the chick would come downstairs and jump onto his cock and eagerly make him cum. But life wasn't a story. Perhaps she didn't see him after all. Confused, John crawled into bed with his snoring wife, and fell asleep.

John awoke with massive morning wood, morning light seeping through the curtains. The bed was empty, and he could smell coffee and hear voices in the next room. He fumbled for a pair of pajama bottoms, and started to make his way to the living room, but didn't make it through the bedroom door.

Taylor came bursting in, and angrily pushed him back onto his ass on the bed. "How fucking dare you!", she yelled

"What... Huh? I mean...", he stammered

"My sister has trouble, I ask you to go help her out, and all you can do is think of.... This?", she replied, smacking his dick through his pants. A ripple of pain shot down his leg.

"Laura told me everything. You know how jealous I am of Laura, how could you?", with that last statement Taylor seemed more hurt than angry.

John couldn't help but love when Taylor was angry and pouty, she was so sexy when she was worked up. Her long blonde hair was mussed from sleeping, curly tendrils framed her angry face. She only wore a large white tee shirt, her nipples erect and smooth naked legs hinting at the pleasure to be found between.

He grabbed her and spun her into the bed, kissing at her neck. "Get the fuck off me, John"

But he didn't stop, nibbling at her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. Often she would forgive him once he showed his love for her.

"You don't want to fuck me...", she growled as he smothered her with kisses. Unbeknownst to her, he sprung his dick free from his pants, his mouth devouring her neck.

"...you want to fuck... LAURA!", she squealed Laura's name as he sunk the full length of his cock into her womb, bottoming out. It was then he knew he was in trouble, as Taylor's intense jealousy for her perfect sister was so intense that she would never mention her during sex, despite John trying hard to do so in the past. He had always wanted to add the idea of Laura to the sexy fantasies they told each other while they fucked - but that was off limits to Taylor...

His cock rhythmically sliced deep, long powerful strokes into her wet and warm pussy. "Nothing happened baby, nothing!", he whispered.

"You jerked off while you watched her dress", Taylor accused, "she told me! Harder, you asshole!"

John pumped her harder, and reached under her to grab her ass with both hands... One of her favorite moves.

"It's... Laura... You... Want... UHHHHH.. It's... Laura... Everyone... Wants.... Fuck!", Taylor panted between thrusts. Each thrust pounded into her so hard, she bounced uncontrollably, placing her hands around him for support. Her nails dug into his back.

"ADMIT YOU WANT HER", Taylor whispered loudly into his ear. Her hot breath and soft lips brushing his earlobe sending a wave of pleasure thigh him.

"Yes", he responded. As he uttered that damning word, Taylor's cunt surrendered to his invading member and clamped tight as she came on him. He slowed giving her three long strokes, just as she liked. His cock glistened with her juices, hungry for its own release. Taylor went limp in his arms, spent.

Overcome with lust, John had forgotten entirely Laura was in the house. He was even more startled by the next sentence he heard