Maybe... It sure would be nice to get those boots

Tovi can't believe she agreed to this. She has been instructed to follow Nora, Jon's wife, over to the clover fields to pick the flowers for tea. They will quickly rush to get the task completed and Jon will meet them when he can. They will then engage in relations while she watches. Tovi shivers at the thought, feeling very nervous for a reason she can't understand.

Her brother's wife acted no differently around Tovi. If she knew the plan, Nora wasn't letting on. She continued to pick clover for over an hour. The basket neared fullness and with the sun came an uncomfortable warmth. Tovi couldn't help but look at the other woman in a new way, and not in a fashion she was comfortable with. Nora's breasts, enlarged from continuous feeding and her second pregnancy, filled out the simple sundress that clung to her glistening skin. Her face is flushed and as she bends over to pluck more flowers she sparks Tovi's imagination of what is soon to come. Jon will soon be right behind her...

"Hey ladies!" Jon hailed from a short distance away, interrupting Tovi from her staring. He fidgets during his approach whilst searching his wife's face for direction.

"Jon!" Nora wipes her hands on her butt and meets him with a joyful embrace. "We've finished up", she beams, planting a passionate kiss on his mouth.

Jon eagerly responds back, grabbing Nora's tush in a tight squeeze. The couple promptly degenerates into a grunting, dry hump, make-out session. Tovi's jaw is agape as she stares at the couple act with sudden abandon. The charge of pure lust sends tingles down her spine and into her lower abdomen. Nora breaks off from Jon's tonsils with a gasp, resisting his urgency to begin anew, and begins trailing kisses down his chest as she drops to her knees.

With a smile of realization, Jon assists his wife in undoing the tie around his waist and dropping his trousers. Out of the side of his eye he sees Tovi watching with wide eyes. Her arms are wrapped protectively around her midsection but her mouth is slack, the same look he'd seen many times from other women around the mountain when they found him with Nora. As his four inches quickly became seven in his wife's hand, the lust-hazed gaze of Jon appraised his sister.

Tovi was the same age as Nora when he first seeded her garden. They both had brown hair and eyes that could draw you in. Tovi's hips hadn't widened from childbirth and her tits were the same 'just larger than a handful' that Nora was now at, but still gravity defying. Even through the sack she now wore, he could make out a killer figure. Mentally cussing himself out, Jon can't help but compare the two as he stares at his sister.

Nora notices the quick change in stiffness of her husband. Normally she would have to please him with her mouth for a few minutes before reaching the hardness that his recently exposed rod is now. She felt so much heat for this man and a pang of jealousy at his heightened arousal. However, the anticipation of his sister watching them rut in the open had her drenched, she couldn't judge. The exhibitionist in her loved being watched and lately her body has been craving attention at all times. This situation made it all the more exciting. Taking Jon's cock into her mouth, she slurps and sucks, staring at Tovi all the while.

Tovi is frozen in place, she is fixated on her brother's wet member. This is the first time she has seen one so ferociously at attention and ready for action. Her erotic curiosity coaxes her into focusing on every detail. She makes note of the hooded helmet that rolls back and forth over the tip, the thick lips that slide along it causing it to disappear, the tongue that seems to coax the organ deeper into Nora's mouth, a vein that slips and slides just under the smooth skin of the penis, and the heavy testicles that swing back and forth as her brother's hips insistently thrust forward. Tovi's breath is noticeably short and labored, a detail not missed by the other woman as she too pants with desire.

Jon pulls his shirt off, tossing it into the air. His chest heaves with excitement. Tovi sees her brother completely nude, erect, and eager for the first time. Something switches in her brain and never again will Jon be the jovial older brother she can go to secretly confide her worries. He is now a stud, a man that hungers to be satiated with a woman's body. His lithe build and defined muscles add to his rugged appeal. He mightily pulls Nora to her feet, spins her around and begins to forcefully grope her from behind, snaking his hands beneath her dress. Nora moans at his dominating actions and continues to lock eyes with Tovi as she abandons herself to pleasure.

Tovi gulps as she watches Jon feverishly disrobe his wife, noticing for the first time that she has been mouth breathing for the past few minutes. Nora continues to look in Tovi's direction as she gets down on all fours and shakes her hips at Jon. Not waiting a second longer, Jon lines himself up with his wife's flower and spreads its honey over the tip before sheathing himself in his favorite place.

It's at this time Tovi unconsciously rubs her pubis in a vain effort to relieve the tingling sensation between her legs. She doesn't quite know or want to venture further south but she may not have much choice if her body betrays her.