Hi my name is Agnes and I'm 37 and live in Scotland and I would love to see my story in print, so everyone can read the filthy details. Me and my husband have three children, well when I say we, I mean me as I believe he has not fathered any of my children although he believes they are and acts accordingly.
It all began when my husband and I were trying for our first child. We were desperate to start a family, so I was really pissed off when he had to go away on business for a few days when I was becoming fertile. We had a talk about it and agreed that he would screw me when he got back as he couldn't put off the trip.
On the second night I was feeling lonely so I got into a nice soapy bath and started to have a wank, dreaming of some hunk screwing me doggy style. I was just getting near to coming for a second time when the doorbell rang. I thought I had better answer it, so I pulled on the bathrobe and answered the door. It was Albert's older brother Mark. I'd forgotten he was coming to do a job for us in the dining room.
Mark came in and I told him just to get on with it as I was going back to my bath. The water had gone cold by then so I decided not to get back in but I was still feeling extremely horny as I had been so close to coming. I left the bathrobe on and went through to the dining room to see if Mark had finished for the night. He said if it was alright by me he would just carry on, I said that that was okay and left him to it and went and got the bottle of wine out of the fridge and had a few glasses while relaxing with the fire and the music. I was extremely relaxed and naturally my hand slid towards my still wet pussy and I started to play with myself without being aware. I had two fingers in my tight snatch and was starting to moan gently in rhythm with the movement of my fingers. My robe slid open and my other hand played with my stiff nipples, then I suddenly became alert as I heard something which sounded like 'fuck me'. I looked up and around at the door and saw Mark standing there rubbing the front of his trousers and staring at me. I just froze there, a leg on either side of the arm chair, two fingers up my cunt, and a hand on my tit.
"I was just coming to tell me that I've finished for the night!" he stuttered, still rubbing his crotch. I think I was in the right frame of mind for a fall, but I don't know what came over me, I said there was something that he could still do, and told him to come into the room. He did as I asked, never taking his eyes off my body for a second. He sat across from me and it was obvious that if I wanted a shag, which I did desperately, then I would have to make the first move.
I got out of the armchair and crawled over to him until I was kneeling in front of him. I put my hands on his cock through his jeans and massaged him for a bit, before undoing his jeans. His cock sprang up through the front of his boxers, I immediately sank my mouth down the length of it and started to give him a very slurpy blow job, the kind his brother loves. He started to moan quickly and I just sucked harder.
After a short while he was bucking quite violently in my mouth and I felt that he was starting to come, so I deep throated him, until he shot down the back of my throat. I was gagging on his cock but I swallowed it without spilling a drop. I kept him in my mouth after that and sucked him back to hardness, while he regained his composure.
I told him it was my turn now and opened my robe properly and threw it off allowing him to see me completely naked for the first time. "I've always wanted to fuck you Agnes!", he mumbled as he took of his clothes and kneeled between my legs and started to give my fanny a lick. He didn't do that for long (I guess something's do run in the family) before he kissed his way up my body until his face was level with mine. He entered me straight away and began to fuck me roughly but I was still too turned on to care and came quickly.
I could feel his big knob moving up and down in my pussy (he had been circumcised unlike my husband). After a good quarter of an hour of this rough fucking he began to speed up if that was at all possible and was calling me all sorts of disgusting thing such as slag, slut, whore. All this filthy talk turned me on even more and I came again soon to be followed by Mark shooting his surprisingly large wad up my cunt before rolling off me.
We lay there on the floor for a few minutes getting our breath back. "I've always thought you were a right fucking slag!" he said. I said nothing but he picked me up of the floor took me through to marital bed and proceeded to fuck me twice more during the night and once in the morning. Mark left with me still in bed naked, my cunt full to overflowing with my brother in laws fertile spunk.
When my husband got home we had our shags but I still think that the father is his brother.