Free The Wives (Bradley's Harem) by Jordan Silver Page B

before I lifted her head and fed her my tongue. She was hungry because
she tried to tongue fuck my mouth, I let her have her way in the tongue wrestle
while going for her small hard nipples. She broke our kiss and lifted the end
of my tee shirt so she could get at my abs, which she licked and sucked as I
finished removing my shirt. By the time I threw it over onto the other chair
she was releasing my cock from my jeans. She studied my cock before licking my
slit where pre cum had already begun to form. I pushed my hands through her straight
as a pin hair as she lowered her head and took my crown into her mouth and
sucked. She knew how to tease my cock with her tongue to get me ready to spew
in no time. She bobbed her head up and down as she took me deeper and deeper
with each swallow. Her hands came up and took my balls gently so she could roll
them before she was holding my cock up against my stomach and licking my balls.
I thrust my hips in the air until my cock was buried once more in her throat.
Throat fucking at about thirty thousand feet in the air is nothing to scoff at
let me tell ya.
    She sucked me off until I came down
her throat and then cleaned me up and got back in her seat.
    “Damn I needed that.” She wiped her
mouth and grinned at me. One down two to go, one thing about stressful
situations in this family, pussy was plentiful add in the fresh air from the
beach that seemed to make them more relaxed and loose and I’m pretty sure my
cock was in for a workout.

 
 

Chapter 9

 
 
    The place needed airing out since it had been months since we were
last here and there hadn’t been any time to call ahead and have the service run
someone out here to fix it up. It didn’t matter though because as soon as we
got there I could feel the tensions evaporating form among my family and that’s
all I gave a shit about right now.
      The kids were a little grumpy about being
awakened after their short naps on the flight over but we soon had them settled
again. It was still afternoon so I headed into the little town off the keys and
stocked up, I said hello to a few of the locals who we’ve been seeing for the
past few years since we started coming down here again. The place had been my
parent’s and I’d spent a lot of time here growing up so when they’d decided to
sell I told them I was interested and bought it at a steep drop in price even
tough they knew I could pay asking price, they hadn’t even wanted me to pay
instead offering to gift it but id nixed that idea. My parents have been pretty
understanding about our lifestyle, maybe because they had years to prepare for
it ever since I had told my dad at sixteen that its how I saw my life playing
out. At first he’d thought it was just the ramblings of a horny teen but when
he realized I was dead serious first he tried to talk me out of it, then he
tried to get me to understand how hard things might be for me and my future
wives if according to him I could even find women willing to go along with my
crazy notions, his words. Then he’d got me as much information as he could find
on the subject, believe it or not there was a lot on women having multiple
husbands or even couples sharing but hardly anything about one man with
multiple wives unless we went back to biblical times which hey that was good
enough for me; but if I wanted to find anything modern it was either about some
cult that had been vilified in the media or I had to move to the middle east to
live in peace. I said screw that I was doing it right here in the good old US
of A. Now the fact that we don’t advertise does not mean that I hide my wives
or my kids, that would be a shit fuck thing to do in my opinion, to talk these
women into becoming mine only to belittle their place in my life by denying
them, and in effect denying my kids. As far as I’m concerned we’re all adults
and our children aren’t suffering shit so the world as I’ve said before could
go fuck itself.
    I grabbed