The Full Package - Thursday

"Oh, Dave…" she gasped. "I think I'm coming!" She whimpered and her legs clamped tightly around his back. "Yes…Yes… I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh god, I'm coming!" Cody screamed over and over as she bucked up against him.

Her words connected with something in his over-stimulated brain and he knew he was about to join her. He lifted his head slightly and buried his face in the crotch of her panties, still strung tightly between her knees. They were slick with her pussy juice and he was nearly overwhelmed with the visceral feeling of it rubbing on his face, mouth and tongue – not to mention the strong smell of her excitement.

Just as he felt the telltale spasms beginning below his balls, he imagined them together, married and in love, making children even. As the hormones coursed through his over-stimulated brain, he had a sudden perverse desire to get her pregnant, to have sex with her from behind – banging against her cute little ass and filling her with more of his seed while reaching around to hold her big pregnant belly.

As if reading his mind, Cody yelled out, "Don't cum inside me!" before letting out a long uncontrolled sob.

Dave felt her vagina tighten around his shaft and knew that she was coming hard. Her hands pulled him down tight against her and she thrust her pussy up against him, driving him deep. He jerked his head away from her panties to slow the inevitable chain reaction, but he suddenly knew that with all her moaning, her scent of her sex in his nostrils, and her vagina convulsing around his cock, he was going over the edge himself.

He tried to pull out even as he felt his balls contract and his cock straining to go deeper. Cody's arms around him seemed to gain new strength, though, and her nails dug deep into his skin, leaving marks he knew would be there for days. She finally slipped off her panties and her legs crossed over his back, pulling him in even tighter. His mind shouted out "No!" as he felt his mouth penetrated by Cody's plunging tongue.

As if their genitals had minds of their own, his cock jerked forward to penetrate her as far as possible while her vagina clamped around it with a vice-like grip. The sensitive head of his cock was pressing hard against the wall of her cervix when he felt the initial spurt rush through the shaft. His lips broke from hers with a scream of his own as his entire body was sucked down into his balls and pushed through his penis to ejaculate deep inside her.

It was the most amazing feeling he had ever had, not to mention the biggest orgasm. It seemed to go on forever, with wave after wave of pleasure coinciding with the jerking of his cock and spurting of his cum deep inside Cody's young pussy. Throughout, he could feel the tight muscles of her vagina rhythmically milking the sperm from him, sucking more and more from his balls.

When he bit into his lip to stop yelling – though he could still feel the spasms in his groin – he heard Cody continuing to gasp and moan in orgasm, and he noticed that her legs and arms were still firmly pulling him in. Finally, her moans turned into quiet sobs, her legs slid down his sides to rest on the bed and her arms relaxed. He lay his head down in the crook of her neck, afraid yet to face her.

It took several minutes for his heart to slow and return to normal and even then his cock had only softened slightly with her pussy still gripping it tightly. He could hear her quietly crying next to his ear, but he couldn't be sure whether it was from anger, sadness, pleasure, exhaustion, or what. It might have been all of those.

He didn't feel quite ready to face any of it.

He tried to lift up slightly so that he wasn't crushing her breasts so much, but she pulled him back down and hugged him hard. Whether it was out of affection or a mirrored desire to avoid facing reality, he decided to go along with it.

Incredibly, he began to feel her vagina gripping his shaft again – weakly at first, then more insistently as she began grinding herself up against him.

He was still afraid to look at her, but he felt her kisses on his neck and her hands caressing his ass – first gently, then with purpose as she pushed his hips in a circle, obviously urging him on.

Dave's cock had barely softened before and with the added sensations he was quickly regaining his full erection. He heard Cody moan in his ear as he felt himself swelling inside her. He pushed his pubic bone forward over her clit and her moan went up an octave.

With her pulling him in and grinding, he wasn't able to work up a proper stroke, but it felt so good to be inside her, her muscles squeezing him every few seconds, that it didn't seem to matter. He lay flat on her bare breasts, enjoying the feel of her hard nipples against his, and reached around to slide a hand between her ass cheeks.

First slipping his finger up to where his cock was wrapped by her stretched pussy, he gathered some of the plentiful juice then brought it back down. Cody gasped loudly when he rubbed his finger around her tiny asshole, but the moisture plus her recent orgasm allowed him to push the tip inside.

Cody squealed, but continued grinding against him. She began kissing his neck more fervently as he began inching his finger inside her, making little whimpering noises in his ear.

Her sphincter tightened around his finger at the same time that he felt a spasm in her vagina and he knew she was close. "Oh yes. Oh my god - that feels so good!" she started. His cock reacted immediately to the excitement in her voice and he felt his balls swell ominously.

"That's so nasty. You're fucking my ass!" she blurted out breathlessly. He slid his finger deeper and she groaned loudly in response.

When he began pumping his finger in and out of her ass, he felt her pussy clamp down again around his cock and she yelled out, "Oh god yes…Fuck me, Dave!" As her orgasm hit her, her sweet little voice rose to scream out breathlessly a long stream of words: "Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy! I love it! I love you! I love you so much! I'm cumming again! I'M CUMMING!"

This last was yelled so loud in his ear that Dave wondered briefly if his hearing would be permanently affected – before his own orgasm overtook him and washed away everything else from his mind.

He thrust against her even as she pulled him in, and he could clearly feel the tip of his cock pressing down into her cervical wall this time. When the first load of cum rushed through the shaft and shot into her, she gasped and said with wonder, "Oh my god, Dave - I can feel you cumming inside me!" She grunted as his cock ejaculated again. "That feels so good," she moaned. "That feels so fucking good!"

She screamed again as her orgasm seemed to increase in intensity and Dave momentarily felt an insane fear that her tightening pussy would break his cock as it constricted around him. His balls continued to contract, however, and his cock jerked more times than he could count in his state of mind. When the spasms finally stopped, he knew that whatever sperm he had left from his first orgasm were now thoroughly spent – and deep inside of his sister-in-law, too, an accusing voice reminded him.

He could still feel her asshole contracting in time with her vagina and was amazed at how long her orgasm had lasted. She was making soft little noises in the back of her throat while rubbing her pussy against him for at least a minute after he came, and despite his exhaustion he was afraid her movements would get him going again. He honestly didn't think his heart – or his penis - could take another orgasm right now.

Thankfully, he finally felt her breathing slow and her body quiet beneath him. She gently caressed his back from his shoulders to his buttocks, where a stray finger between his cheeks caused a surprised final jerk of his cock inside her, which she answered with a weak but loving squeeze of her pussy.

Still not ready to face her or the implications of their actions, he lay with his head cradled in her neck, listening to her breathing and wondering what she was thinking – and more importantly, what she was feeling.

Suddenly he heard what he thought might be a giggle. "Cody? You okay?" he whispered into her ear.

"I can't believe I yelled those things!" She was definitely giggling. "I'm glad no one else could hear us. I don't think I've said anything like that in my life."

Dave wasn't sure which part she was referring to…the 'fuck me' part or the 'I love you' part, but decided that it was probably smart not to pursue it just then. He rested his head again in her neck and tried not to think at all.

After nearly five minutes of lying there, his arms getting tired and his cock finally beginning to soften, Dave heard another surprising sound: Cody was snoring – quietly, but definitely snoring. He carefully lifted his head to look at her face.

Her eyes, still damp from her earlier crying, were shut and her mouth was open. She appeared to be totally out.

After waiting another minute, Dave shifted his hips carefully from between Cody's spread legs, feeling his shrinking penis pull wetly from her vagina. He pushed his chest up and looked down to see a line of a sticky substance connecting the tip with her labia. As he carefully crawled downwards he saw a steady stream of partly clear liquid flowing from her gaping pussy. Some fearful part of him hoped that it was his sperm dripping out and that there would be nothing left inside her - but the rest of him seriously doubted it.

When he finally stood over the bed again, he shook his head as if to clear it of a fantasy he had made up. Looking down at her sleeping body, her naked breasts still flushed, her pussy lips raw, open, and very wet – there was no questioning the reality that he had just had sex with his beautiful sister-in-law. Had sex with and very possibly impregnated… that small accusing voice added.

Shutting his eyes as if it would shut off the guilt that seemed to emanate from the bed, he took a deep breath and went into the bathroom to get some more towels.

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When he had cleaned her up thoroughly – including soaking up the cum that had pooled on the bed between her ass cheeks - and pulled the covers over her petite, exposed form, he kissed her once and stood back to look at her again, wondering at how innocent - how vulnerable - she still looked.

His insides were churning from what had just happened, and from what Cody had said in the final moments of her orgasm. Was that all it was? An orgasm-induced nonsensical screaming? His heart was beating almost harder than it had when they were having sex. That sounds very strange, he thought. Cody and I were having sex. He couldn't get his head wrapped around that, much less the emotions it had brought up.

He tried to convince himself that what she said had been an instinctual reaction, that it was her first time, that she was emotionally overwhelmed from what happened this week - anything but believing that she really meant it.

But…he wanted to believe it. He stood staring at her for a long time, hundreds of thoughts and feelings, possibilities and consequences chasing each other through his mind.

This is crazy, Dave. I'm freakin' married to her sister! It would never work. Besides, she doesn't love me anyway - she's young, she's intelligent, she's incredibly beautiful…Stop! He made himself turn away and got into the bathroom. He took several long breaths bathroom and splashed water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror for a long moment.

Drying his face, he stepped back into the bedroom and forced himself to concentrate once more on the issue he had been so thoroughly distracted from: the elevator key and the mysterious note.

"What the heck is this?" he wondered quietly, inwardly sighing in relief as his mind focused on something other than the impending emotional trauma he couldn't help but anticipate.

Was it another trick? And who had delivered it?

He stepped back to the entryway and opened the door, but of course whoever had left the envelope was long gone – thankfully, considering the amount of noise they had made. He knew there was only one place the key card would take him, but he had thought that Armand wasn't due back until later today.

Dave checked his watch and was surprised to find that it was already 9:30 – nearly an hour had passed since he first heard the knock at the door. An hour that may have changed his life, he thought with a mix of excitement and dread.

Taking a deep breath, he made a decision. Five minutes later he was dressed and heading out the door, having left a note on the bed stand saying that he was going out for a walk.

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Suspicious now after yesterday's events, he inquired at the concierge desk whether he could speak to "el gerente" Armand and was informed that he wasn't due back for at least another hour. The girl at the desk seemed to recognize him and added that his parents had gone to the airport to pick him up.

Walking back towards the elevators, he wondered what he thought about Armand now, after the events of the last couple days. Could he believe anything that Pablo had said? Had Armand been planning something that Pablo had foiled - albeit with the worst of intentions?

As he slid the keycard into the slot on the elevator panel and pushed the top button, he smiled as he realized one thing with certainty: he no longer had to be jealous of Armand and Cody. He knew now that's what he had been feeling, and he couldn't help but feel relieved that he had settled that question once and for all. As if that's all I have to worry about, a bitter voice reminded him.

By the time the elevator doors had opened on the entryway to Armand's penthouse, thoughts of Cody and the possible troubles to come had dampened his mood, so it was with a heavy sigh that he stepped out and knocked on the door.

It opened almost immediately to the cute face of Armand's young maid or servant or whatever she was. She was not smiling as she looked down at her watch meaningfully.

"Llegaste tarde," she castigated him. He shrugged in confusion and she stared at him for a moment but seemed to make a decision, reaching out to grab his arm and pulling him quickly through the door. She held up her hand in an obvious command to wait while she walked towards the door way leading to the waterfall room.

After a minute, she appeared again and motioned for him to follow her. By the time he reached the arched opening to the huge party room, she had hurried ahead and he barely caught sight of her petite feminine form disappearing into the tunnel behind the waterfall. There was no one else around that he could see.

Increasing his pace, he saw no sign of her when he came out the other side. In the distance, though, he could hear voices and the noise of doors closing. He followed the sounds until he came to the alcove leading to the huge movie theatre he had seen on his last visit.

Stepping through, he quickly scanned the large room to discover that no one was there either, but a movie was playing on the wall-sized screen. He walked through the couches to the center of the room where a long, low cabinet was located – apparently the control center - when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from nearby.

He looked around but still saw no one - until he glanced up at the screen. Dave did a double-take as he realized he was watching his wife walking – or more like stumbling – through a doorway to flop down on a huge bed. The camera seemed to be placed near the headboard and a fish-eye lens showed him a gigantic room, complete with sunken tub, a huge mural on one wall and another wall completely taken up by a huge window.

He wondered if this was a live feed from somewhere in the penthouse but quickly dismissed that as impossible since he had received a call from Lisa in New York. Besides, he belatedly realized, the window on the screen was dark – this was obviously shot at night. Lisa was wearing a plush white robe that he didn't recognize, though, so he didn't know what day this had been filmed.

Suddenly the answer came when Cody stepped through the door, supported by Armand and wearing the same short dress she had worn the night when Dave got sick. He watched in mild surprise as he saw himself follow them in, wobbly but plainly walking on his own. He had previously thought that Armand's men must have carried him up since he didn't remember a thing after the incident on the beach.

He was even more surprised to see a huge grin on his face as he lay down next to his wife and began French kissing her - to which she responded quite passionately. It was as if nothing at all had happened on the beach with Pablo.

He had missed her entrance, but suddenly the maid was on the screen standing behind Cody – only this time she was wearing a bustier that only came up to just below her nipples as well as hose and a garter belt. She was wearing no panties and she had a small brunette bush that only barely concealed her pussy.

Armand gave a short command in Spanish and the maid took Cody's arm, leading her off to what looked like the bathroom. Turning back to the couple on the bed, Armand brusquely pulled Dave away from Lisa, saying "You'll get your chance soon enough, my friend. For now, you need to bathe if you're going to be any good to me tonight. Go join Selena and Cody in the shower."

Dave watched his on-screen self woozily obey – climbing awkwardly off the bed to stumble towards the bathroom, striking his forearm against the doorway before passing through. Again he wondered how he didn't remember any of this, but he glanced down at his arm and started when he saw a fading bruise right where his on-screen twin had just hit it.

"Stand up," he heard Armand tell Lisa. She seemed to obey without hesitation as Armand began slowly taking his clothes off to lay them on a nearby settee.

"Come over here," he said as he put his thumbs into the waist band of his underwear. His body was lean and muscular, as Dave remembered from the day in the pool, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as Lisa walked towards him, obviously looking him up and down with interest.

What happened next took his breath away and sapped the strength from his body, forcing him to drop down into the sofa behind him.

"Take off your robe," Armand commanded. Lisa instantly complied and the robe dropped to the floor at the same time Armand pulled his boxers down to free his cock.

It was huge.

He couldn't tell exactly how big from the angle, but it was enormous compared to his own penis, and he knew he was about eight inches hard. It was at least as big as Pablo's, and it was still growing, lifting up as he watched to point directly at his wife.

The two were now standing completely naked about a foot apart from each other. From the camera's angle, Dave could only see Lisa's back side. The rounded globes of her bare ass showed an eye-catching tan-line, which only emphasized the white furrow between her cheeks. Armand, on the other hand, was fully exposed and Dave couldn't help but stare at the growing monster between his legs.

After looking up and down her body with a satisfied smile, Armand stepped forward, reaching his arms around Lisa to pull her to him. Without any hesitation, she reciprocated his hug and even lifted her chin to accept his mouth in a loud, wet kiss that lasted for what seemed to Dave like several long minutes.

All the while, Armand's hands were exploring her back, finally sliding down to squeeze her ass and pull her cheeks apart. To Dave's chagrin, he felt himself reacting to the sight of her bared asshole and the open, wet lips of her pussy that Armand's squeezing had exposed to the camera.