*** Please Note: This is purely a work of fiction. ***
I'm in the kitchen preparing a dinner. We're having guest over, my husband's brother. I've never met him before. It's summer so I have on a tank top and little skirt. My high, brown, HH breasts are squeezed together, barely contained by the distorted fabric. My husband, G, has on a t-shirt and a decent pair of sweat pants - way casual. He's a big man. 6'3" thick, broad shoulders, barrel chest, meaty, muscley arms, the best thighs I've ever seen on a man. His intense blue eyes are either laughing, piercing or fascinated in his kind face that is framed by thick wavy red hair, a million freckles. Even his feet are nice looking, seriously. And he's got a pert tight little butt - shockingly round fro a middle aged white man. God, he's hot! so his belly's a little softer than it should be, give the man a break, he's in his mid 40's and has a high stress job.
His brother ,D, comes to the front door. G shows him into the living room and the 2 sit and chat about ball scores or whatever. It's warm, late afternoon. I come out with hors d'overs and drinks, put them on the coffee table and go back into the kitchen. I take notice of D on my way out of the room - he's hot! A younger leaner version of my G! same red hair, blue eyes, the eyes are wider set and certainly less intense. Broad shoulders, lean muscled arms, broad chest, tight narrow waist, 6 pack abs, and a towering 6'5" - Damn!
G follows me into the kitchen, asks if I need any help. before I can answer, he kisses me the way he dose that just sends me into the stratosphere, getting me all hot. He slides his hand up my smooth, thick leg, lightly touching my pussy. "Come out and visit" he whispers kissing me again before going back to his brother in the living room. I'm breathless - he always does that stuff when I need my brain. What was I doing? oh yeah, the oven. I put the entree in the oven, grab my drink, and go out to the living room. G smiles at me. Our furniture is fairly low so they're both looking up at me. I stand awkwardly near my husband. Looking at his brother, he stokes my leg, my skirt touching his ear.
"This is my JJ," he says. "J, Baby, this is my brother, D." There's something ominous in his tone.
"Nice to meet you D," I say rather matter of fact, "Can I refresh your drink?"
D declines but stares at me like I'm the meal. I'm feeling very on the spot. G pulls me on to his lap so that my legs straddle one of his and are slightly splayed. He smells the nape of my neck and stokes my arm. He kisses my shoulder and looks back at D. I move to sit on the couch but G holds me there.
"You're very pretty," D finally says.
I glance over at G who is busy enjoying me sensually - smelling my hair, lightly kissing my neck and shoulders, stroking my arms and legs. he's getting me kind of hot but I stay focused for the company.
"Thank you" I say to D, cautiously.
We engage in small talk D & I while G keeps going on me, gently, but into it. I can feel his hard on under my thigh. D sits forwards, shoveling mini quiches into his mouth like popcorn. "ohhh baaabe" G whispers behind me as he slides his one hand under the front my thin tank top and the other under my skirt.
G has this way of touching me that makes me forget everything. So, he starts pinching a nipple under my shirt while he's kissing the back of my neck and very lightly running his finger tip around my pussy under my skirt in front of the company. I forget D is there and turn my head to kiss my delicious hubby. G kisses me so warmly with such passion that I simply melt and somehow he's gotten me out of my top - bra and all. The only thing I'm aware of is sensation. My eyes are closed. He's teasing my clit and I'm totally wet. D's opened his fly and pulled out his penis. It's standing there hard and upright in all of its glory sprouting out of his pants like some kind of lance.
G gently pushes me forward so that I'm bent over, ass in his face, tits dangling over his knee. He take my hips in his hands and raises my backside so that he can get my pussy with his tongue. once he's got that going, slowly licking my palpitating wetness, he reaches around and pulls on my nipples like he's milking a cow, pinching, twisting, just enough to get a reaction in my pussy." mmm" he says. I raise my hips higher. He's slowly fucks me with his tongue tasting me as I get more and more turned on - god ddamn he's talented! D stands up, dick out straight, waving back and forth on its own accord. It's huge and gorgeous. He walks right up to me with the head of it in my face. he put his hand on my chin and holds my head up. "God, you're pretty." he whispers, stroking my cheek...
