Everyone has, or at least has had, sexual fantasies.
I have various fantasies, but my biggest fantasy would be to watch my wife fuck another man.
On the internet I regularly visit sites where people post erotic stories. I like almost all of them, and other than those involving pain, just about every erotic fantasy people write about is of interest to me, but I seem to be drawn to the cheating wife stories the most.
While I read about someone's wife sucking and fucking some other man, I fantasize about my wife doing the same, and it gets me extremely aroused. As I go through various erotic stories, the cheating wife stories are the ones that I generally finish on (if you catch my drift...)
Typically I end up making myself cum as I read them, imagining it is my wife riding some big throbbing cock until it shoots cum deep inside her, deep inside her in places that my 6" cock does not reach.
I would have liked to ask her if she would be interested in fucking a bigger cock, but her ultra conservative, religious attitude precluded me from asking directly if she would like to fuck another man.
In a round-about way I did pursue the topic by asking if she would like sex more if my cock was bigger. I thought that if she said yes I might be able to follow that line of discussion into asking if she would like to be with another man.
Cherie however, replied that she would not want to have a bigger cock inside her, as she was afraid it would hurt her.
Apparently, this was just a story to stroke my ego though, because judging by what I saw, she was not too afraid of big cocks. In fact she enjoys every inch of them!
Last week, my brother Daniel came into town for a big family get together and was staying at our house. We were getting the adults of my family together to look after my parent's estate after my mother's passing a few months prior.
Because of the sensitive nature of the gathering, and the emotion that was sure to show up, we decided we would not have our kids around while we siblings got together. The only child that was there was my sister's two year old baby girl. The other kids, all six to twelve years old, all went to a three day camp.
Amongst my siblings there was myself, the youngest, my two older sisters Linda and Sharon, and Daniel my half-brother from my mother's first marriage. Daniel was the eldest. Linda and her family still lived in town and so Sharon, her husband and baby were staying at her house as Daniel was staying at ours.
Daniel has a lot of charisma and is always well liked by just about everyone, including Cherie. I never thought that she meant any more than simple family friendliness when she was attentive to him, but now realize that there was a lot more to it. In retrospect there was a mutual attraction between Daniel and Cherie that I should have recognized.
Daniel had recently lost his wife to a long illness, and as far as I know has no other woman in his life. Amy was ten years older than Daniel and Cherie is eight years younger than I am. Apparently Cherie likes men even older than her husband.
Daniel at 48 must have really enjoyed the attention he received from Cherie who was 26. Daniel and Amy had been married for many years and she was frail and sick for years before she passed away. I don't know if Daniel ever fooled around on Cherie but even if he did, I don't expect he had the opportunity to fuck a horny woman twenty years younger than himself.
After sending the kids off to camp, the siblings and the spouses got together at my house for a day of socializing before diving into the business at hand.
It was this get together that ended up creating the situation that fulfilled my fantasy. I think it filled the fantasies of Cherie and Daniel too...
As we socialized and had a few drinks at my house, Grant and Sharon had to put the baby down for a late afternoon nap. Cherie suggested they use my son's room as it was away from the noise of our socializing that was quickly developing into a party.
Sharon was concerned that she wouldn't hear little Ashley if she woke up, as my son's room was upstairs at the end of the hall. She asked Grant to set-up their baby monitor, which he did.
That baby monitor was to prove to be pivotal in fulfilling my fantasy. Thank-you Fisher-Price!
We were tying into the drinks fairly heavily, and as far as I could tell everyone was having a good time. There was much laughing, reminiscing and telling stories and everyone was generally enjoying themselves. Sometime during the afternoon the monitor squawked informing us that the baby had woken up and Sharon went to retrieve her.
When Sharon returned with the baby she asked Linda if they could soon head out to setup at her house. Sharon said that her family had just had a long overnight travel and needed some downtime. Linda said she completely understood and told Sharon that they could go over to her house right away.
After we all made arrangements to meet in the late morning the next day, the two couples and the baby were soon heading out the door for the short walk to Linda and Kent's house.
Now there were just the three of us left at my house. Myself. My brother. My wife.
I poured us all another drink and sat in my recliner. Daniel took a spot on the sofa and Cherie sat opposite him on the loveseat.
Daniel had not been to our new house and asked what room he would be staying in.
Cherie, who tended to look after these details, told him that he would be in the room at the end of the upstairs hall. She said she still had to make up the bed though.
"I can do that," he replied.
"No, that's fine, I don't mind doing it for my favorite brother-in-law," she replied.
"Well, since I'm your only brother-in-law, I guess that is not as flattering as I would hope."
"Still my favorite, honest," Cherie replied with a smile at Daniel that I rarely see from her anymore.
As daft as I can be sometimes, I did catch onto the fact that since Cherie has three married sisters Daniel is not her only brother-in-law, just the only one in my family. I wondered if Daniel caught this as well.
"Well, since we are being honest, you are my favorite sister-in-law too."
"Am I?"
"Uh-huh."
"Cutest too," he smiled at her.
Cherie blushed slightly, then a look of realization came over her face.
"Amy's sisters are at least thirty years older than me!"
"Oh, you caught that huh?" he replied grinning.
Cherie laughed, "Yes, you ass!" and good naturedly through a cushion at him.
Daniel caught the pillow and put it down beside him.
"Just kidding, you are cuter than they were thirty years ago anyway."
"Awe," Cherie genuinely blushed now as she took a drink, "I don't know if I believe that..."
"Well, I do," Daniel replied.
They looked at each other with expressions that I should have recognized, but didn't.
"Ok," I interjected, "Enough of the mutual admiration society for one evening. Cherie, any plans for dinner?"
"Oh, um, ah..." Cherie replied, apparently a bit flustered, "I, um, thought we'd just have a light dinner of those finger foods you bought since we had a big lunch. Is that good for you Daniel?"
"Sure, sounds good to me."
"We could just have a few drinks; watch a movie on Netflix and chill if that works for everyone."
"That works for me little brother."
"And me."
"Okay," I replied, getting up. "I'll get the food in the oven. Does anyone need a drink?"
"Sure little brother, I'll take one," Daniel replied.
"Me too, but first I'm going to go get Daniel's bed set-up," Cherie said as she rose from the loveseat.
"I'll go get my stuff out of the car then."
I went into the kitchen and started to prepare the finger food Cherie had mentioned. As I was puttering around in there I saw Daniel come back in with his suitcase and head up the stairs.
"Last door on the left," I called out.
"Ok," he called back.
After getting the food in the oven I went back into the living room to get our glasses to prepare our drinks.
Once I came into to the living room I heard them talking.
"Weird," I thought to myself, "I just saw Daniel go upstairs." Then I caught on. Sharon and Grant had forgotten the baby monitor and with the transmitter still in what was now Daniel's room and the receiver in the living room I could hear them clearly.
