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My Brother's Wife
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Cathy is a very beautiful lady and has been
married to my brother Robbie since I was eleven years old.
She had come to stay at our house shortly after their
first daughter was born and I walked into their room
without knocking - she was only wearing a black lace bra
and panties. I was more embarrassed that she was but
the vision of a fully mature woman in her underwear
stayed with me. In retrospect she was only eighteen since
she is seven years older than me but seven years
younger than Robbie. They lived in Forest Gate in London
and I saw little of them until I went to college in
London when I was nineteen. I was always attracted to
Cathy and when Marilyn and I were married everyone asked
who was the lady who looked like a film star – that
was Cathy and they found it incredulous that such a
beautiful woman had five children – her figure didn't
suggest it.
Six years later Robbie and Cathy had come
home for a holiday without the kids and were staying
with us. We had been out to a party where we had all
drank too much but Cathy had drunk way beyond her limit.
In private conversation I mentioned that I had always
had a thing for her since I saw her in her bra and
knickers as a child. She didn't remember the incident but
was intrigued that Robbie's baby brother found her
sexually attractive. We had a few kisses at the party away
from the others and I realised my sister-in-law also
fancied me. I'm not particularly good-looking but have
been fortunate that some very beautiful women have
found me attractive for whatever reason – I can't
explain it but am grateful for it. When we arrived back
from the party Cathy was feeling unwell and asked if I
would walk with her in the fresh air. Some ten to
fifteen minutes later her head stopped spinning and we
stopped to chat in a secluded area away from the house.
Cathy was cold and I snuggled in to warm her. I could
smell the muskiness of her perfume and I bent forward
and kissed her. She returned my kiss with fervour and
we started to explore the other's body. I slipped my
hand inside the cup of her bra and played with her
nipple as she ran her hand up and down the outside of my
trousers over my erection. We became more and more aroused
and my hand wandered up under her skirt into her
knickers – she was wet and ready for sex. Her hand
had
freed my cock from my trousers and I slipped my prick
down the front of her panties into the crease of her
beaver. I was about to push it into her cunt when she said
' stop Joseph - this as all wrong – it's not fair on
Marilyn'. Cathy is one of the few people other than my
mother who call me Joseph and I started to explain the
situation between Marilyn and myself and by the time I had
finished the moment had gone. Cathy had pulled up her
knickers and I put my cock away somewhat softer than it
had
been released but for the wrong reasons. When we got
back to the house Cathy headed straight for the main
bedroom and found Marilyn just getting into bed. She
started talking to my wife about the sexual problems in
our marriage and Marilyn waited till she left the room
and then gave me hell for talking to Cathy about it. I
didn't volunteer the reason I had told her about us was
to try and ride my sister-in-law, I only said about
my marriage to get into Cathy's knickers.
The
incident faded into history until the next time I was
staying with Robbie in London. Three of us Robbie, Cathy
and I went to see a show in the West-end and had a
meal afterwards. We had drinks before the meal – wine
with the meal and Cognac and liqueurs after it. By the
time we'd arrived back to Forrest Gate all three of us
were tipsy. Robbie had a single night-cap before
heading for bed as he working the next day. Cathy and I
had a couple more drinks together on the couch before
she made up my bed. She had just finished and was
giving me a gentle good-night kiss before going to bed.
The kiss lingered – neither of us wanting to break
away. Instead the kiss intensified as we both began to
undress the other. I was naked and Cathy only had her bra
on as we moved apart and I kissed up her thigh until
my tongue found her crack. Cathy gasped as it
searched deep into her pussy and around her swelling
clitoris. I felt Cathy's warm moist lips engulf my member
as
she began to suck me off. She was extremely gentle and
allowed a lot of saliva to stay in her mouth as her head
bobbed very slowly up and down my shaft - ever so slowly
- ever so gently. I licked in and around her cunt
lingering when I heard her breathing alter and was sure
it
was bringing her on. There was a strange and beautiful
sensation to this blowjob she was giving me - it felt as
though it could or might last all night but as I heard
Cathy starting to come I knew I was closer than I
thought and as her pussy spasmed in orgasm my cum flowed
into her mouth. It wasn't the normal climax where I
felt my insides explode – the cum just seemed to ooze
from my dick down Cathy's throat - there was no
tenderness or soreness in my knob – I was ready to
go again
on the same hard. We swivelled round and my cock
eased into Cathy's cunt. Riding each other in different
positions changing each time Cathy came - until my balls
exploded in a tremendous climax - my hot cream fired deep
into my sister-in-law's belly. We lay recovering in
each others arms as the remainder of my spunk drained
into her. Our passion spent both of us were already
regretting what we had done. I climbed from between Cathy's
legs and she dressed quickly in silence before going up
to bed with her husband – my brother. Next morning
we
agreed never to mention or repeat what we had done the
night before but I know we both felt guilty towards
Robbie.
A few years later during a time Marilyn and I
had split up I was holidaying in London with Robbie
and Cathy. My brother and I had been out on the town
and were both the worst for drink when we returned
home. Robbie was first to mention the break-up of my
marriage and said he wasn't all together surprised. I asked
him why and in his drunkness he told me what he knew
of Marilyn. The first night I'd tried to ride Cathy,
Robbie had gone on to bed whilst we were out walking.
Marilyn had come in to check if everything was alright
wearing just a short night-dress. Robbie had slipped his
hand up between her legs for a quick feel of her pussy
- more out of devilment - expecting to be told to
lay off but Marilyn said nothing. She parted her legs
slightly giving Robbie complete access to her beaver and
as
my brother's fingers opened her crack she lifted her
night-dress over her head and stood naked in front of him
as
more and more of his fingers filled her cunt. Robbie
was unsure what to do next and Marilyn sensing this
reached over and pulled the duvet back exposing Robbie's
rising manhood. My wife then straddled my brother and
directed his upright cock into her soaking pussy and began
fucking herself on his throbbing cock. Robbie had just
emptied his balls into my wife's cunt when he heard the
front door open as Cathy and I returned Marilyn quickly
slid off his prick pulled on her night-dress and headed
for her own bedroom just as we walked down the hall.
Robbie said he knew we'd split up eventually it was
obvious I couldn't give her all the dick she wanted and
he
was certain it was only a matter of time before we
separated. I was hurt not so much because Robbie had fucked
Marilyn but because he thought I'd been unable to satisfy
my wife and she was only taking lovers to meet my
short comings. I explained the situation concerning
Marilyn and myself and how I was not being given the
opportunity to satisfy her how she seemed to only want new
and
fresh lovers that once she'd fucked a man a few times
she lost interest and moved on to a fresh cock and
another set of balls. I don't think he really believed me
and I nearly suggested he ask Cathy how good a lover I
was but I refrained.
I never told Robbie about
bucking Cathy or never told Cathy that Robbie had screwed
Marilyn. I don't think either could handle it and while
it
may have eased Cathy's guilt I think it could cause
more damage than it would cure. Knowing Robbie had
shagged my wife before I had porked his, certainly helped
me and I no longer have any regrets and I am glad I
did ride Cathy. Before I was reconciled with Marilyn I
let her know I was aware she had seduced my brother
into riding her - the other things are best left to
posterity. |