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Archive name: eyes.txt (MMF, bro/sis/husband, inc, voy)
Authors name: Pywacket/Romelina (romelinasub@hotmail.com)
Story title : Eyes - His and Hers
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Eyes - His and Hers (MMF, bro/sis/husband, inc, voy)
by Pywacket and Romelina (romelinasub@hotmail.com)
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A husband gives his wife her ultimate fantasy, a night of
fucking her brother!
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HIS STORY:
It took two hours and half a bottle of Jack to worm the
truth out of her.
We were talking about our fantasies, what we have done
and what we would like to do, sexually. I could feel the
excitement rise as she trickled out the details. She was
really turned on by her brother. She said it was
something about your own eyes staring back at you.
I decided right then that if I could make her fantasy
come true, I would. It was sometime later before I could
work all the details out. It all happened rather
suddenly. He came for a visit one weekend. I knew if I
set up the right scenario I could make it happen, I knew
he liked to watch.
We waited till the kids were gone then excused ourselves,
going to the bedroom but making sure to leave the door
open enough to give a clear view of the action.
She got on her knees and took me into her mouth. The
softness of her lips and tongue will drive you wild. She
says she loves to suck my dick, I know I love her to do
it!
It didn't take long before there was a shadow near the
door and I knew her brother was watching. I sat down on
the bed, angled just right so he could see me
disappearing between her lips and the bulge in her throat
when she swallowed me.
I had her stand up and remove her clothes and then kneel
again. This time I positioned her ass toward the door and
made her spread her legs. I wanted to make sure he got a
good look at her pussy.
I decided the time was right so I looked at directly at
the door and said "would you care to join us?" He walked
in, stripping off clothes on his way. He knelt behind his
sister's ass and began kissing her cheeks, then slowly
licking her pussy and ass. She spread her legs more,
rocking her hips back and forth as an invitation. Her
brother moved closer, rubbing the head of his dick across
the lips of her pussy. This is what she had always
dreamed of and feared. It felt so good when he slipped
passed the opening of her pussy, she moaned around my
dick, redoubling her effort to swallow me whole.
I Slipped out of her mouth and moved off the bed to a
chair I had placed in the perfect spot. I told them both,
"now, is your chance, it will never happen again, but for
now enjoy yourselves." For the next several hours we
combined efforts to make sure they would both remember
this night forever.
HER STORY:
I could always tell when HE was "up to something." Not
that he would ever turn down an opportunity to have His
dick in my mouth (HE thinks he loves it as much as I do)
but there was something different, maybe that glazed look
he gets in his eyes, that told me that there was more to
this night than I had imagined. The kids were gone and we
had the place to ourselves for the weekend, and I knew it
would be a no holds barred night of fucking and sucking
and pain and pleasure.
Truth be told, I had no idea.
When He had me on my knees, I was ready for him. HE gives
new meaning to the term "gag me." Most people think of
gagging as an unpleasant thing, but I just smile at them
- I know better. I think that I realized that he was
indeed up to something when he kept moving and
repositioning me. Ah... he's videotaping.
I looked forward to watching it later, to see if the
passion that I felt for him - every time - could possible
come across in film. I put everything I had into that
moment - into His dick, to make sure the video was
memorable and truly captured what I felt - a mixture of
love and fear, fullness and wanting. He just has that way
about him. I want him all the time.
When HE had me stand up and take my clothes off, I felt a
little uncomfortable. At 34, I no longer think that every
curve of my body is worth a Kodak moment, but I was
tingling at the thought of being an actor in whatever
magnificent scene he had planned.
When I heard the door creep open, my heart went in my
throat. I looked up at Him and saw him acknowledge
whoever was at the door, and in the half second that
followed, He warned me with his eyes to stay where I was,
not look, and keep His dick buried in my mouth.
His dick is a work of art. Beautiful to look at, and
better tasting than any creation of a French chef. Best
part is, it's all mine. It reacts to me, and I love to
spend lots of time sucking him and licking him - letting
go and grabbing hold again, to watch his dick react and
hear his breathing change with every change of my tongue
against him.
I had no idea who had entered our home, but I knew that
this scenario had been carefully planned. The once-again
mixture of fear and longing delighted me.
When I heard the person removing their clothes, the first
thought I had was that it was my friend, Rebecca.
Although I've always been straight as an arrow, I have
known how much he would enjoy watching another woman's
hands on me, watching her touch and taste me, and
watching my curiosity turn into real desire. How would I
react to her? What would I do?
I heard the person kneel behind me, and instantly, I
knew. I recognized his scent immediately. I knew the
touch of his hands. It was my brother, and this was to be
the night that he's waited for - perhaps that we've both
waited for, but that I thought would never come.
I have always known that I would never be unfaithful to
Him; my desire for him left no room for others, and
besides, I love him so very much. He was giving me -
giving us both - permission to partake in that forbidden
fruit that we've dreamed about for years, but
communicated only with our eyes, the touch of a hand, and
whispered words at just the right moment.
In Him, I'm so glad that I have finally found the one
person I can be totally honest with, for he was willing
to make a fantasy into reality for me tonight.
HE put his hand on the back of my head to make sure that
I kept on with what I was doing. I felt his movements
change, and felt his breath quicken. How would it go?
My brother's hands are strong and beautiful, very much
like His hands. When my brother's hands touched my ass, I
felt electricity course throughout my body. I had His
magnificent dick in my mouth, and had been warned with
his eyes not to stop, and I had the hands of my brother -
soon to be my lover, brushing over every inch of my skin
that he could reach - light as a feather.
My brother's hands trailed past my ass and down to my
legs, stopping to move to the insides of my thighs and
back up again, back to the place I wanted them to be. How
strange it was to be enjoying the hands of my brother on
my skin, to anticipate feeling my brother inside me at
last, and to look into the eyes of the one that I love
the most - Him. But that was not to be the way of it.
While I had His dick in my mouth to the hilt, I felt
another pressed against my thigh, against my ass, against
my soaking pussy. My mind was filled with conflict over
what was happening to me. I truly didn't want to be with
another man as long as I lived, but HE was giving me this
gift, the chance to live out a desire, and I was - oh my
God, SO turned on. I could feel him and I could smell him
- I wanted them both so much.
I felt my brother pressing against me, but not entering
me, just rubbing me with the head of his dick while I
leaned backward trying to press him inside me. He pulled
back while HE pulled me forward - they had other plans.
Just as I thought I could no longer control myself, HE
tightened his grip on my head and told me to wait. I
stopped and looked up at him, and he stood up and told me
to close my eyes and lie down on my back, and not to open
them until he told me to. I heard quiet conversation
between the two of them, and wondered who would be first.
I didn't know what it was like to be "shared" by two men
at the same time. I loved them both so much, in entirely
different ways, but HE was my priority, and my choice. I
was sure that HE was going to fuck me nine ways to
sundown and let my brother watch. It was a fantasy we had
shared with each other from time to time. I heard someone
sit down in a nearby chair as the other laid his body on
mine, every inch of our skin touching. I knew by his feel
and by his scent that it was my brother.
"This is your chance, it will never happen again, but for
now, enjoy yourselves," I heard Him say, "Now my love,
open your eyes."
The feeling and the workings of my mind were
indescribable as the eyes that met mine were the eyes I
saw every day in the mirror, and I only saw them for an
instant as my brother's body entered mine.
Fantasy became reality right there under the watchful eye
of the one who gave me permission, granted me this
fantasy - the one who loves me most.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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