Husband's brother
My husband's brother, Ivan, called just a couple of days later. I was shocked and immediately got upset:
— Vanya, have a conscience, we were just about to... Don't be so brazen, please. I'm already doing a lot for you in secret, and if Sanya found out, he'd kill us both...
He interrupted me:
— I have news, and I don't know if you'll be happy or not, but it's fucking awesome, but... That's for later... You get it... I stand by my words, you'll be blown away...
He intrigued me with those words, and they wouldn't leave my head, giving me no peace. I agreed, deciding to meet without delay, that very day, in about two hours...
He burst through the door, pleased, even happy, but surprisingly tipsy, and in the middle of the day, which was unlike him. Without letting me say a word, just smiling, he dragged me to the bedroom and, as if it were nothing, started taking my clothes off.
— Maybe we shouldn't," I said, surprised. "I can give you your blowjob even with my clothes on.
— I want all of you, I want all of you," he muttered, continuing to remove the last of my clothes. "What if it's the last time... I want to..." And with a sad laugh, he took off his own clothes on the go, laid me on my back...
— And the news, the news," I managed to squeeze out in the meantime. "You promised to tell me...
— You'll find out everything, I promised after, so after... You'll be in shock..." he said, but he was already pressing against my breasts. Licking my neck, my beautiful tits, squeezing them with his hands and nibbling on my chest.
— My husband's brother is really rough, a bit crude," I suddenly thought. "He can't be gentler... or he's rushing, as always... As if he won't have time..." And with a kind of greed and speed, as if he wouldn't have time, he licked my breasts, my stomach... going lower to the hair on my pubis... He spread my legs as wide as possible, spread them out as if I were doing the splits, fortunately for me it wasn't painful... He spread my legs apart, crouched down looking at my pussy, silently, as if studying it, licked his lips, and with the same insane smacking, sighing intermittently, he pressed against my clit, sucking it, while rubbing its sides with his fingers...
I cried out, but he acted as if he didn't hear, already inserting two fingers into my slit and immediately working his tongue—now there were three in there, twisting and turning them inside... I, not understanding whether from pain or pleasure, but moaning, came and let my head fall back on the pillow, closed my eyes to feel the pleasure more... Feeling and imagining what he would do next... And just as I came again, I suddenly felt a sharp pain below, realizing his whole huge hand was inside me... No one had ever done anything like that to me before. I covered my mouth with my hands to keep from screaming, afraid of the neighbors who were constantly banging on the wall even when the TV was just a little too loud... I pressed my hand hard against my mouth, only a whistle-like moan escaping, feeling only how Ivan must have been completely drenched in my juices. He pulled his hand out of me, freed himself from me for a second, and then I felt Vanya entering my wet pussy with his huge member. Finally opening my eyes a little, I suddenly saw a cock in front of my face. For a split second, the thought flashed—"But he's inside me"—and in mild shock, with a tremor throughout my body, I recognized it and, turning my head, came to my senses completely... In front of me, giving it to my mouth, kneeling by my face, was Sasha, my husband... Not knowing what or how to say, everything spun before my eyes. I immediately grabbed my own dear friend and swallowed him. Taking my husband from behind by the buttocks with both hands, I pulled him towards me to suck him, not seeing and in silence...
I decided for myself that I would make my own, beloved, especially after everything that had happened, literally go crazy... And my own thoughts were swirling:
— How did he take it? Surprisingly easily and without a fuss... What is he thinking, what will he say later, and in general, what will happen after... But I understood clearly—this was the news his brother wanted to tell me, that's why they were drunk already in the afternoon... They met in the morning, got drunk, and Ivan confessed everything to him in a drunken, brotherly way, and somehow convinced him... That there was no scandal, and now both of them are having me... This is madness, what's happening to me... What will happen next, how will everything turn, and it's amazing that he... My jealous husband is not against it, even on the contrary, he gave his wife over for further seduction... Darling, forgive me, forgive me, Sasha, I'm still only yours... And this is your brother, he's family... Forgive me, forgive me, my love..." All these thoughts swirled and swirled in my head, giving me no peace, and I, as I had decided, completely gave myself over to the moment, to what my Sanya loved most...
Vanya, as if nothing had happened, continued to thrust in and out, all sweaty, with sweat dripping from his face, not even paying attention to us, as if he were on his own, we were on our own... He thrust in and out, sometimes faster, sometimes pausing a little to catch his breath for a split second and start again...
I, meanwhile, was sucking Sasha's handsome cock all the way to the base and, releasing it, played with the entire shaft right then, licked his balls and, sucking them too, played with them in my mouth, and again he was all the way in me, up to my throat... And then Sasha howled, so sweetly, for a long time, and coming, he thrust it all the way in from above, so that his stomach pressed against my nose and lips, staying there, he continued to release his juices... I, swallowing with difficulty, choking and holding him in my mouth, was glad that I had done what always put him on cloud nine and for which he always thanked me for a long time afterward... Sasha, pulling his cock out of my mouth, collapsed next to me and, groaning, couldn't catch his breath... By this time, his brother had also approached, thrusting his friend into me as deep as possible and working at such a speed as if he were running a timed cross-country race, breathing rapidly, groaning, with a whistle-like cry, he also fell down next to me, only on the other side...
I lay still for a few more minutes, like them, covered in semen... Literally all over—one had drenched my whole face and chest, the other my entire pussy, thighs... I lay there, not knowing what to say, quietly got up and ran to wash... Running away from them, my relatives, from shame and uncertainty... about what would happen next...
Returning after the shower—I washed for a long time to come to my senses, to collect my thoughts—and now fresh and ready for a conversation, I saw that Ivan, my husband's brother, was gone, apparently he had already left. Sasha, upon seeing me, immediately clarified everything, saying:
— Ver, let's postpone the conversation, the reckoning, for another time... I don't even know how to react to everything myself, and I'm furious too..." He paused for a bit, then continued just before leaving the room. "Vanka confessed to everything, that he's to blame... I don't really know what to say or who to blame for everything... Let's postpone it. I have a lot on my mind, we'll come to our senses and think everything over ourselves, and then we'll sit down with you and decide how we'll live from now on... And for now, at least let's pretend that nothing happened. Okay?! As for Ivan, today was the last time. He won't offer or pressure you anymore... That's decided!
And that's where we left it, and we never returned to that topic. We lived as before, only I perfectly understood, saw, and felt that my husband, Alexander, had become much colder towards me, distant... He was withdrawing and now disappearing at work more often than usual, getting drunk for no reason, having his own secrets... He was no longer open with me as before, and there was nothing that could be done about it... Everything just flowed along its own course, as if carried by the current, and somehow, trying to change anything was useless. Even in sex, my husband was with me less and less, though his beloved blowjob remained unchanged, always and just as often, at the slightest desire.
Ivan, my husband's brother, disappeared from our lives as if he had never existed. We even celebrated holidays alone or with friends from work who would drop by, as if in a hurry, to celebrate just symbolically and then rush home... Everything was fading into nothingness. We were drifting apart from each other, becoming strangers, and just before parting forever, about six months later, something irreparable happened that finally separated us and we broke up for good...
It was my birthday...
I was responsible for the table, my husband for the guests, gifts, and the event itself. That's what we decided a week before, and now the day had come. I was immediately surprised: there were two men from work, without their wives, and my brother-in-law and his wife weren't there... So we sat down, just four of us, the others would come later, as Sasha whispered to me...
My husband spoke about me with delight, wishing me health and love, we clinked glasses, and again he made a toast about fulfilling all my wishes and thoughts... Then his colleagues took turns, and all about me... We ate and drank. I saw their constant glances at me, they were practically undressing me with their eyes, barely looking away... Soon there was music and a little dancing, and it seemed like a slight intoxication was setting in... The remaining guests never showed up... Dancing tango in turn with everyone, and suddenly, one of my dance partners offered me a smoke. I only smoke when I drink, and we went to the kitchen. Before I could even touch the cigarette, my companion hugged me and suddenly whispered in my ear:
— Verochka, I've been admiring you all evening." He paused and continued. "You are charming. I would like to give you an insane cunnilingus.
— What are you saying?" I replied, though tipsy, surprised by his audacity. "That's rather brazen...
— Ver, it's all arranged with your husband," he was already smiling. "This is my gift for your birthday.
And then my thoughts were refreshed by the words my husband had said to me about a secret, intimate birthday gift and that I would be happy... And before I could process and swallow all this, my companion took me by the hand and pulled me towards the bedroom. Passing by the living room, I saw my husband. Our eyes met, and he just smiled and winked. Silently and now resolutely, I gave in to my companion, no longer pulling away and just thinking, let everything go as it goes... With the flow...
He took my dress off himself, took off his own shirt and jeans. Sitting me on the edge of the bed, he knelt down, spread my legs, and pressed against my pussy... It even burned with his tongue, or maybe it was the shameful thoughts about what was happening... And now it was warm and pleasant down there, and he licked and licked, now his fingers were inside... And my breathing was already rapid, moans were tearing themselves from my throat... Suddenly the door opened and my husband's other colleague entered silently. I saw him quietly approach me, pull down his pants and underwear, and immediately pull out his already erect handsome cock—such a beautiful club with a large crimson head—that flashed through my mind. Coming right up to me and ending up right in front of my face, he offered it to me... Without moving and in silence, without thinking, and it would have been stupid to refuse or resist, I took it in my mouth, leaning towards it myself, and even with some pleasure, having missed it, I licked it. It had been about a week since I'd been with my husband, and I had somehow gotten used to giving a blowjob at least once a day... He himself, taking me by the back of the head, pulled me towards him, pushing it even deeper into my mouth, and began to move his hips back and forth, fucking it, thrusting his tool deeper and deeper.
At some point, he too began breathing as if after a cross-country race and moaned, like all of us, absorbed in the pleasure we were all bathing in... Although I restrained myself from screaming, I came, and my friends decided to switch after, with a howl, they filled my mouth with juices that streamed down my lips onto my chest. Before I could lick it, another shaft was already in my mouth, and they continued their sacred ritual...