Nearly every young wife or wives in general have found themselves in a situation where they get married and start wanting their husband’s brother. What are you supposed to do when you can’t control your body and your feelings towards your brother in law? Especially when he happens to notice you and want you too. That’s the difficult part.
While it happens, some ask this familiar question, what am I supposed to do when my body wants my brother in-law? Well, I have found myself in that situation and my answer to such question is, when your body wants your brother in law, you go out there and fuck him.
This story is how I started noticing my brother in law and how I badly wanted him and how I finally fucked him.
I’ve been married to my husband for nearly a year now. Don’t get me wrong I love my husband and In marriages there are always trials. My husband is the workaholic kind. He’s always on one business trip to another. Sometimes he even worked late and went to work during weekends. When I confronted him about his workaholic attitude, he told me he needed to work hard to provide me and our future babies a stable future. At first I thought he was cheating on me with another woman or even his secretary, but my husband was never a cheat. He just loved his job more than me.
And then that fateful day, he visited. My brother-in-law. His name was Martin. He was everything worth drooling for. Tall, fucking sexy, strong, and a sexy french accent to go with. My husband was sexy, just not compared to his younger brother. I first met him on my wedding day. We talked, he shook my hand longer than expected with a sexy secret seductive smile on his lips. God he made me go weak on the knees. I nearly wished I’d married him instead that day.
Martin lived in New Jersey and he worked there. The reason he visited us was because of work and he intended to stay with us till he was done with work before he left. Martin and I shook hands for the second time in a year that day and he gave me that secretive seductive smile when my husband wasn’t looking. He was busy going through his phone like every other day. It was like a habit I’ve learned to tolerate.
” You look sexy, Carol.” He whispered as he bit his lip. I blushed.
” You don’t look bad yourself.” I said to him,
I made dinner that evening and we ate. My husband barely paid attention since he was attending to his work emails while barely touching my food. I was sad, pissed and Martin noticed that night. My husband excused himself to answer a business phone call and he never did return till Martin and I finished dinner.
” I’m sorry about my brother.” Martin said as he helped me clear the table.
” It’s okay. I’m used to it.” I smile at him.
” You’re a good woman.” Martin said as we took the dishes to the kitchen. I smiled at him.
” Thanks.”
” I wonder why my brother would treat such a beautiful woman like you the way he did. You deserve the world Carol and I’m sorry my brother couldn’t give it to you.”
I sighed. Martin dropped his hand on my bare back and I was taken by surprise. I didn’t react. I just watched him caress my back with his thumb. We stared at each other, his blue eyes gazed into my eyes as he bit his lip and continued caressing my back. I wore a light blue silk nightdress. Martin slowly moved his hand down my back and stopped his hand on top of my waist. It stayed there for a while before he pulled his hand away and cleared his throat.
” I’m sorry about that.” He said.
I nodded. ” It’s fine.”
Martin awkwardly stared at me as he left the kitchen. I smiled. I have always had a thing for him and this just proved that he wanted me too. That gave me new found confidence. I washed the dishes that night and went to bed, with Martin in my mind as I thought about different ways to have him and his hands all over me.
The following morning, my husband got dressed as he left for work. Martin didn’t get to go to work that morning. I wore cotton shorts and a thin tank top as I cleaned the house that morning. Martin was surprised but didn’t say a thing as he secretly watched me. I felt his eyes on my butt from his room’s balcony as I cleaned the pool. The cleaners were supposed to clean the house tomorrow, but I took it upon myself to do that just to give Martin a view of my body.
In the afternoon, Martin sat on his balcony with his laptop on his lap. I got dressed in a yellow bikini to swim in the pool. Martin watched me swim that afternoon, with his eyes all over my body. Satisfied I have gotten his attention, I got out of the water and lay down on the pool side bench. Martin was still watching me.
I reached behind me and loosen the knot of my bikini top. I stared into his eyes as I removed my bikini top and tossed it on the floor. I was bare with my breasts out for Martin to look at. He looked as he bit his lip. He was hard, I could tell by the lust in his eyes. Martin stood up and leaned his elbows on the railings as he stared at me.
” Enjoying the view?” I called out to him.
Martin smirked.
” Are you trying to seduce me?” He called back. I smirked.
Slowly, I spread my legs and cupped both my breasts in my hand. Martin was surprised. He gulped and I saw his Adam apple moved. I squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples.
” Is it working?” I asked. I could see his evident erection through his basketball shorts.
I trailed my fingers down my stomach to my bikini bottom. I slid my hand inside as I rubbed my clit.
” Fuck.” I heard him cuss loudly.
I pushed my legs further apart as I started to rub my clit faster, with my legs trembling. I couldn’t remember the last time my husband and I had sex. But it was more than two months. Martin and I kept eye contact as I rubbed my clit faster. I have never done this before. Touching myself in the presence of another person. But doing it at that moment, it felt so good. I bring my hand out of my bikini bottom as I untie one string, giving Martin a clear view of my pussy. I stroke my clit with my middle finger while still staring at Martin’s eyes. He was hard as a rock and he was trying as much as possible not to come down here and fuck me.
I stopped stroking my clit as I pushed two fingers into my wet core. I was wet, wetter than usual.
” Fuck. You’re killing me Carol.” Martin groaned loudly. I smirked.
I twisted my nipple as I fucked my pussy with two fingers. I was close and my legs shook. I curled my toes on the poolside bench I was lying on and continued thrusting my fingers in and out of my pussy. I shut my eyes, squirmed as I hastened my pace. I pinched my nipple harder and climaxed with a loud moan.
” Fuck.” Martin cussed underneath his breath.
Once I got down from my high, I slowly opened my eyes. Martin was still staring at me with mouth wide open.
” Enjoyed the show?” I asked with a small smile as I tied the strings of my bikini bottom.
” Fuck, yes.”
” I can’t imagine what you’re going to do to me tonight.” I said and grabbed my bikini top and entered the house.
It was evening. Martin sat next to me while my husband sat opposite Martin and I. He didn’t notice the change of sitting position, because like always he was going through work emails on his phone with his food barely touched. I tried not to get pissed at him.
Martin placed his hand on my bare thigh. He rubbed it gently upwards towards my nether regions. I stared at my husband who wasn’t paying any attention as I bit my lip. How could Martin touch me underneath the table with my husband across from us? I tried to hide my excitement as his fingers brushed my panties slightly.
” Shit.” I cussed underneath my breath as I turned to stare at Martin who was already looking at me. He winked.
Martin pushed my panties to the side and slid in his fingers. I gripped my fork tighter with one hand while the other grip to my wine glass.
” You okay, honey?” My husband asked. It was strange that he noticed me at the table today. That was unlike him.
” Yeah.” I breathed out. Martin looked at me, with his fingers buried deep inside my pussy. He slowly pulled it out and pushed right back in. I tried not to moan loudly.
” Are you sure you’re okay, Carol?” Martin asked. What?! ” You look a little pale.” Martin said as he winked at me.
” I’m fine.” I forced it out of my mouth.
” Okay.” The men answered.
My toes curled as Martin fingered me underneath the table. I was panting within and trying so hard not to moan out. My husband drew his chair backwards, pausing Martin’s finger thrusts. He excused himself and answered his phone call. I watched him walk away. He wasn’t coming back. Martin smirked at me and pulled his fingers out of me.
Suddenly he stood up and pulled me up with him. His mouth attacked my lips as we kissed. He palmed my ass and squeezed the flesh with his big hands. I ran my fingers all over his body as he pressed me against himself with his bulging erection pressed against my stomach.
” Here, or my room?” Martin asked with our lips still locked together in a passionate kiss.
” Your room. He could come back.” I said.
Martin stopped kissing me and lifted me off the floor and placed me on his shoulder. He hastily walked towards his room and pushed it open with his foot. Martin’s room was at the end of the hallway, a little far from my husband and I’s bedroom. He slowly shut the door and dropped me on his bed. He knelt down on the floor and pulled me forward so my butt was leaning on the foot of his bed. He pushed my night dress upwards and I placed my legs on his shoulders. Martin hooked his fingers around the crotch of my panties and he snapped it, tearing the material away from my body. He trailed a single finger down my slit and up again.
” So fucking wet.” He muttered.
He pushed my thighs against my stomach and started to eat me out. His tongue teased my clit and I grind my hips.
” Oh God.” My fingers threaded Martin’s hair as I fucked his mouth.
Martin licked and sucked and I just moaned quietly and grind against his tongue on my pussy. He flicked his tongue expertly on my clit. He reached for my breast and squeezed it as his tongue and mouth worked me to my orgasm. Martin stopped and dropped my knees on the floor. I leaned on my elbows on the bed and watched Martin get undressed.
” I want you to ride my cock, Carol.” He said and pulled down his pants and his boxer briefs. His dick sprung out and I stared at it with an open mouth. God he was big. Compared to my husband’s dick, Martin’s was bigger. With the pink tip already leaking out precum.
Martin’s big hand wrapped around his dick as he stroked it. I got out of bed and went on my knees. I wrapped my hand around his cock. I licked it from the base to the tip and took him inside my mouth. Martin groaned. I sucked the tip of his dick while stroking the end of it. He was hard and I couldn’t wait to take all of him inside my pussy. I took all of him inside my mouth till his dick touched my throat. I pulled him out of my mouth and used my spit as lube to stroke his dick. I rubbed my hand on his big thighs to his butt as I licked his balls.
” Fuck, Carol. That felt good.” Martin said as he fisted my hair.
I continued to lick and tease his balls while stroking his erection. Martin stopped me and gestured for me to get up. I did and he walked me back to his bed. Martin sat on his bed with his back pressed against the headboard. He grabbed his dick and I straddled his hips. Slowly, with the help of Martin, I sank down on his dick. His big length pushed past my tight walls as I sank down on him all the way down.
” Oh my God.” I breathed out.
Martin placed his hands on my hips as he helped me ride his cock. I got up and went down as I rode him.
” Fuck.” I cried out.
” Come on, faster baby.” Martin commanded and smacked my butt. He let go of my hips as I held onto the headboard for balance. My hips worked faster on his length. My knees trembled on either side of him. I sank down on him again and grinded him. Back and forth.
Martin brought his hands to my hips again. He kissed me on the chest down to my perky breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth and I moaned. Martin slapped my ass, urging me to ride him faster. I squatted with his dick buried inside me and I continued to grind him. With his mouth sucking my nipples, Martin began to fuck me from underneath. It was loud, his hips smacked against my butt as he thrusted into me harder and faster. I cried out and held onto the headboard tighter. Martin was fast, with his dick pulling out and pushing right at a fast pace. My breasts bounced to every of his thrust. He cupped my breasts in his hands and continuously thrust in and out of me.
My husband has never fucked me like this before and I asked myself why did I wait this long to fuck his brother. He was good. With his big dick sliding in and out of me like a machine. Martin opened his mouth and began to curse in french as he aggressively ram into me.
” Fuck. Yes, just like that.” I moaned quietly. It was hard to stay silent but I just had to try or we were going to get caught.
Martin stopped thrusting and got out of his bed with me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he walked me to his desk and sat me on top of it. He lubed his dick with his spit and raised my legs to rest on his shoulders. It was a difficult position but I could manage. Martin wrapped his hand around my neck and began to fuck me. His other hand held my hip as he pounded into me hard, making the desk shake. Martin groaned and cussed in French while I moaned.
” I wonder why my brother would have such a beautiful woman like you and not fuck you till you won’t be able to walk the following day.” Martin groaned and continuously rammed in and out of me faster.
” Fuck, I can’t get enough of your cunt.” Martin said.
He dropped my legs from his shoulders and pushed my thighs apart. I looked down at where we met as I watched Martin’s big cock disappear into my pussy and out. He was good. So good with his hands and dick. I’m never getting enough of this. I reached in between my legs and began to stroke my clit. My orgasm was close, same as Martin because he started to fuck me harder again.
” Rub your clit faster, baby. I need to feel your cum on my dick.” He commanded and I obeyed.
I shut my eyes and moaned, a little too loudly as I rubbed my clit. My legs shook and my hips buckled. With one last hard thrust from Martin, I climaxed on his dick as he shot his load inside me. We were breathing loudly now while trying to catch our breath. Martin pushed his cock deep inside me and then he pulled out. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me. I kissed him back and he gently dropped my legs.
” Wanna spend the night?” Martin teased me as we stopped kissing.
” What?” I laughed and got down from the desk with shaky legs.
Martin smacked my booty and I squealed. I quickly got dressed so as to join my husband in bed. I stared at my torn panties on the floor as I got dressed. Martin smiled.
” He wouldn’t notice so he won’t miss it.” He said. I smiled and rolled my eyes and dragged down my nightdress.
Small amount of Martin’s cum leaked down my thigh as I sneaked out of Martin’s bedroom. I opened my husband’s bedroom door and entered. He was fast asleep, not that I was surprised. I climbed in bed next to him, with Martin’s dick in my head as I fell asleep.
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