Summary:
Straight guy sucks three strangers' cocks for sister-in-law.
Thanks to:
Tex Beethoven, Robert, goamz86, Dave and Wayne for editing this story.
Although this story can likely be read on its own, reading the first part will probably be useful. But in case it helps, here is a summary of
Exploring Sexuality: A Pegging
: Ben gets intrigued by the idea of sucking a cock, which leads to exploring his curiosity with online erotica, which leads to his learning about pegging. This leads to telling his wife about his new fantasies, but she isn't comfortable with the idea of participating, and thus he uses toys to explore. Then one fateful night, with the shocking permission of his wife, he is pegged by his very attractive sister-in-law.
This story continues just minutes later as he leaves his sister-in-law's house and heads to a hotel.
Exploring Sexuality: Cock Sucking
I was driving to the hotel, replaying the surreal evening just past that had accomplished the following:
-I had made my pegging fantasy come true (albeit at the hands and cock of my sister-in-law with the permission of my wife)
-I also learned my wife had a secret lesbian past... one that seemed, if dripping innuendo could be interpreted with any accuracy, to have included lesbian encounters with her sister (which was hot as hell... and yet unbelievable... well, unbelievable before I experienced what had transpired just minutes ago. And that last bit would still be unbelievable if it hadn't actually happened.)
Although I had now been pegged for the first time, sucked a cock for the first time (albeit a fake one), had eaten my sister-in-law's pussy with my wife's permission, received a stocking-clad foot job, was dominated and treated like a slut, and had given my sister-in-law a facial... after all these things, the one thing that I could not put out of my mind was the recently-learned fact that my sweet, confident, intense, wife had a lesbian past. And some of that lesbian past had been with her sister Sabrina... the same Sabrina who had just pegged me and done all those other things!
It just didn't seem possible.
Oh yeah... I haven't mentioned the part where, at the time when my wife Kendra had been with her sister Sabrina, she had been whole-heartedly the submissive in a very Domme-sub sexual relationship.
Yet, I also in a million, billion, trillion years couldn't have imagined a scenario where she would verbally not only give me permission to have sexual relations with another woman, especially her own sister, but would actually insist that I do it!
Yet, that had just happened.
In other words, everything I thought I knew was wrong.
I had tried to get more information from my sister-in-law about the past, but she had only said she had probably already revealed way too much.
Then my phone rang.
It was my wife.
I pressed talk and hit speakerphone.
"Hi," I said with trepidation... the typical reaction in the aftermath of such a life-altering moment.
"Hey," she said, seeming to be feeling as awkward as I was.
Then silence.
Finally, she said, sounding nervous, "So that was weird, huh?"
"Very unexpected," I answered, not sure what else to say.
More silence.
"Did you enjoy it?" She asked.
The question seemed laced with kryptonite. The truth was it was amazing. Sabrina seemed to know exactly what I secretly needed sexually. Yet, I didn't love her, I loved my wife and the consequences of a decision we had made together was now a potential powder keg... the unknown and unspoken clearly in the air.
"The pegging was pretty intense," I answered, keeping the answer as neutral as possible.
'"Was it all you imagined?"
"I really had no idea what to expect, but yes it was all I had imagined," I admitted, before adding, "I would rather have done it with you, sweetheart."
Surprising me, she apologized. "I'm sorry."
"About what?" I asked, surprised by an apology... my wife was not known for offering apologies even when she was completely wrong and knew it.
"I should have been the one to peg you," she said. "Now I've opened Pandora's box."
"I'm confused," I admitted... not an unusual thing for me in my marriage. In truth, every time I thought I had figured my wife out, I soon learned I didn't know a damn thing.
"I imagine it has been a confusing night," she laughed awkwardly.
"That's an understatement," I chuckled back, happy we could laugh about it.
"Sabrina can be pretty intense and I think I may have reopened a door I thought had closed and nailed shut completely, back when I married you," she said.
"What's this really about, Kendra?" I asked, trying slyly to learn more about her secret past while amused at the thought that Sabrina had 'nailed' me.
"It's a long story," she answered vaguely.
"I'm pulling into the hotel parking lot now," I said. "Can I call you back in fifteen minutes?"
"No, I'm exhausted and I have an early meeting with the principal and a parent," she said, and I knew very well not to attempt a serious conversation when she was tired.
"Okay," I said, disappointed not to learn any more about her decision to allow this evening to happen, or about her secret past. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious about how tonight came about, and to understand some of the inferences your sister made."
"I promise I'll tell you my entire sordid past, sweetheart, but I'd much rather do that in person."
"Okay. By the way, your sister is expecting me to stop by on my way back home tomorrow," I revealed, curious about her reaction.
"That doesn't surprise me," she sighed. "I have definitely opened Pandora's Box."
"These cryptic answers are only adding to my curiosity," I said.
"I know, I know," she said. "But I'm too tired and emotional to have a rational conversation about this at the moment."
"Okay," I reluctantly agreed. "I'll call you once my meeting tomorrow is done."
"Okay," she agreed. "I love you, Ben." I wasn't comfortable with that. Her tone of voice implied an insecurity that I hadn't detected in her since just before the birth of our first child ten years ago. At that time she had suddenly had a panic attack about being a mother. While she was growing up, her own mother had often left Kendra alone for long periods of time while she had been doing who knew what, leaving Kendra feeling abandoned and unloved, and Kendra was terrified she would turn out to be just the same for her own kids. Kendra wasn't at all comfortable right now and my heart went out to her, but this was not the time to address something that was obviously so stressful for her. At the moment there wasn't much I could do.
"I love you too, Kendra," I simply replied, before making a point of promising, "we will deal with Pandora's Box together."
This made her laugh softly. "Just be warned darling, you may be in for more surprises."
"More than you allowing your sister to peg me?" I asked.
"That might be only the tip of the iceberg," she warned.
I wondered if she knew about her sister's intentions to have me suck a cock tomorrow. "This is a very ambiguous conversation."
"Sorry," she yawned. "I'll tell you everything tomorrow. As soon as we're together."
"Okay, I love you," I repeated, wanting to comfort her as best I could from three hours away.
"I love you too," she said.
"Sweet dreams," I said, like I always did every night.
"You too," she said and hung up.
Oddly, as I went to check in, I knew I actually had more questions now than I'd had before we talked.
Why did she really allow this episode with her sister to happen?
What secrets from her past had she been hiding all these years, and why in particular had she felt the need to hide them from a husband that she was obviously still in love with? Unless the incestuous innuendo was true...
What role did her sister, who had invited Kendra to move in with her while Kendra had been attending college, have in this secretive past?
Was my wife once a lesbian?
