Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2010 20:27:39 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Pleasure perfect

For some years I'd had my suspicions, I'd married into a close knit
secretive family, there was nothing sinister in any of this, it was just
that they were not very free with information and part of the reason
probably stemmed from illness - here they closed ranks.  So, I looked at
the black and white photo of the trim 18 year old in the mini skirt as she
provocatively posed on the bonnet of her brother's Mercedes....four years
later she became my wife.  Now there was nothing untoward about this
photo...but it was merely one link in a chain of circumstances that alerted
me.  On the face of it, any relationship such as I suspected was unlikely,
her brother was gay.  However, over the years I'd met many so-called "gay"
individuals who would on occasion, more than just dabble in heterosexual
activity...so I remained cautious and observant, I suppose curiosity was
the main motivator and I said nothing, merely watched...while intuition
told me - something was going on.  One thing about my wife, she was deemed
highly attractive and I knew her to be highly sexed...there had been
problems but they were not drastic, usually it was a case of someone
reading the wrong signals and trying his luck, as far as I knew, nothing
had ever eventuated beyond aggrieved feelings.

Now it happened that she had occasion to visit Brisbane, some specialist
medical treatment was involved and once a fortnight she would have to pack
her bags and away she'd go for a few days...this could have been pricey
were it not for the fact that her brother was living there, on a research
grant at the time he was pretty footloose and casual so she represented no
disruption to his domestic life - neither did he then have a partner so if
anything her presence meant a welcome diversion. It was after the third
such visit that my antennae began to pick up signals, on return she'd been
even more sexually responsive than usual, in fact I reckoned she was
already in a state of heightened arousal...and that could only be
because...so I asked her outright

"Did you have sex with your brother up there?"

There was an anxious pause and then the reply "Yes".

The story that emerged was quite detailed, they'd been drinking at a night
club and returned to his place where, instead of heading off to bed he'd
suggested that she get undressed - the meaning was quite unmistakable, why
she'd gone along with it was unclear, she was of course now committed and
ended up on top of his bed where over the space of the next two hours he'd
taken her four times, in a variety of ways. The next night, he again
propositioned her and being in her own admission "excited" again she'd gone
along with it.  Now, in my own mind I didn't believe these to be isolated
incidents, nor did I believe her when she said he was too drunk to be
rational - in my experience anyone that drunk tends to be...incapacitated,
no way could he have put on that sort of a performance. So, what to
do......just relating events had turned her on since reaching between her
legs I found her wet and available, I wasn't going to pass this up since I
myself was gloriously aroused by now.  In summary she was in for a lengthy
session, while in her I asked for further detail....and then we began to
discuss our plan.  My wife had long known of my earlier experiments with
other men...I'd admitted to enjoying them - she in turn derived a kinky
thrill from having her brother undress and mount her, this presented
possibilities and having finally exhausted ourselves we seriously
considered the options.  The only unknown as we jokingly agreed was...which
of us would he spend the most time in.....?

There was a degree of preparation involved and here my wife helped, it was
many years since a man had taken me, inevitably I would have shrunk so,
expertly wielding her slim line dildo she began to loosen me up, eventually
we graduated to a larger than life artefact shaped like a penis, this posed
more of a problem....it hurt, however as she reasonably asserted, I'd used
it on her both back and front so.....actually it didn't feel too bad after
a while.  Then we were ready, next trip - I went with her.  That evening
events took their usual course, her brother proceeded to fill up, by
midnight it was obvious that we'd all had as much as we needed...and we
headed back to his place.  By then I think he'd realised that I knew....so
I started things

"Why don't we ask her to undress for us?"

The idea obviously appealed and we stood looking at her as feigning
reluctance she began to shrug out of her garments, once naked I noticed her
revert to custom, a hand got busy between her legs and with the other, she
tweaked the nipple of one of her small breasts

"Come on then you two, what are you waiting for?"

Actually we had merely been enjoying the show and its kinkiness, neither
had any scruples about divesting themselves, so in a minute we appeared on
either side of her, hands busy as we headed for the bed room.  Now her
brother made a suggestion, how would it be, he asked, if he were to take
her first, while I watched.....after of course he'd have an appointment
with me....he'd medicated himself (though from what she'd told me he
probably didn't need it) so stamina wouldn't be a problem.  Curious, I
agreed, soon fascinated I watched as he began to arouse her, she was
obviously responding because her face assumed that tell tale flush, when
briefly he inserted fingers there was an unmistakable squelching noise and
she began fondling his penis possessively, as she did so I met her eyes and
noted her happy grin.  Their foreplay took quite a while though suddenly,
he was in her, missionary position as her arms rose up to clasp him to her
- this continued for a while until tiring of it they changed over, now her
head on the bed and turned towards me she raised her buttocks high.  Rather
than bugger her however, he systematically took her doggy style, as her
body rocked to his thrusts I again got that happy grin as if to say "this
is yummy - really yummy!!"  Her brother spared no effort, he obviously knew
her behaviour and could read the signs for as she tensed and tensed again I
heard her give a little gasp-as she did so, he unloosed himself, casually
he slowed his pace until knowing she was finished he withdrew....I could
see the sides of her thighs covered in his fluids.  Lazily my wife rolled
to one side, as she did so she beckoned me over and hard and intensely
aroused I took her place, she meanwhile began idly to play with her
clitoris still giving me that triumphant happy smile as I reached for her
small breast and began to fondle it.

Suddenly, I felt fingers upon my penis, the touch was expert...I
shivered....then another hand began to caress my nipples, soon these were
rigidly upright, once satisfied as to this the hand sought my buttocks, I
raised my hips and felt the intrusion, skilfully he stimulated my opening
then with my penis in his mouth subtly sucked me, tantalisingly he'd use
fingers and lips to bring me near to boiling only at the last minute would
he break off...again and again he did this until deftly grasping my ankles
he lifted my legs back and over.  My hips now being raised and my entry
exposed he casually knelt between my thighs, here I noticed my wife avidly
taking in the scene for without any further delay he leaned forward and
with unerring aim sank deep.  I gasped and gasped again, my wife was
watching enthralled as he proceeded to take me, firmly thrusting at first
he began to vary things, not by accident I felt my prostate shriek its
approval as I shivered with pleasure, another couple of thrusts - and I
came, a few more minutes and the build up began again, another couple of
judicious thrusts and I shook with the thrill as I again ejaculated, now a
longer respite, then he was at me again and again I ejaculated, on and
on......and as I continued to convulse, my responses became weaker and
weaker, eventually, supine, totally spent I was barely able to issue a
gasp.  It was then that he withdrew and reaching for pillows, he propped me
up for the next show, helpless I watched as he took my wife again and
again, I heard her panting exclamations, voluntarily she positioned herself
to receive his varied thrusts, her juices running wild the sounds were
incredibly erotic as he plunged in and out...that she was highly sexed I
knew but the show she put on that evening was fantastic, she couldn't get
enough of her brother, that much was obvious from her triumphant happy
glances at me, eventually as a finale, he proceeded to bugger her...  this
was evidently a part of their routine for as he finished she collapsed
beside me

"How was I darling?  I loved watching what he did to you.  Did you enjoy
it....and I wonder, will either of us be able...to walk tomorrow, how did I
look while...he was doing me, was it a turn on?"

and she again fingered her clitoris as the memories began to stimulate her
once more and helpless, I felt myself grow firm once more and
wondered...which of them...would I be doing it with?