Rudy and Donny were as close as two brothers-in-law could be. Since I married Donny some thirty years ago, they've become inseparable. Even though there is ten years difference in their ages, they seem to have a great deal in common. One of those things in common is their similar feelings about sex, and women in general. They both like big boobed blondes, and both appear to have (what I would call) over developed fantasies. When my younger brother Rudy married Debbie 12 years ago, I thought now both of their dreams had come true.
Debbie is a petite blond built like a rock. I must admit, she's still in excellent shape, even after having two kids. She also knows how to flaunt it. She often wears tight fitting, low cut blouses and short skirts that accentuate her ample tits and ass. She can be quite the head-turner and Rudy loves to show her off.
Though we are both blonde and built, our personalities are not at all similar. Debbie is a forward, in-your-face type of woman, where I'm the more reserved, proper type. Since Donny and Rudy get along so well, Debbie and I have developed a fairly good relationship over the years. With not much else in common, we are both married to a couple of sex fiends. The guys are always complaining how, "they're not getting any", or "how good sex used to be." We just laugh and give them a hard time.
A few months back, we went to their place for a visit. It was a hot summer day, so I dressed in a simple cotton blouse and light skirt. Once we arrived and made our hellos, the guys hightailed it off for places unknown and left me and Debbie to baby-sit their kids. Soon the kids disappeared to soccer practice and dance lessons, leaving the two of us alone.
"I don't know about you, but I could use a stiff one!," Said Debbie, heading to a kitchen cabinet.
"Huh?" I soon got her meaning.
It was only two in the afternoon, but I figured 'what the hell, its a weekend'.
"Sure, Deb, just fix me whatever you're having", I smiled.
She served up a pair of tall vodka sevens and we settled on a long couch in their living room. On such a hot day, the drinks were refreshing. We chatted away about the usual family stuff; about kids, mutual friends, relatives, etc.
"Man, that one went down in a hurry, ready for another, Barb?"
"Sure. Tastes good on such a hot day," I answered, as she stood and bent over to take my empty glass.
That's when my eyes caught sight of her exposed cleavage. I suppose I hadn't noticed before, but her tight blouse was undone at least two more buttons than mine. Her pushup bra shoved her tits so far forward, I thought they would surely fall out. She saw me staring and hastened to the kitchen. When she returned with our drinks the buttons were buttoned.
"Sorry about that, Barb," she shyly apologized.
"Sorry, for what?" I asked.
"The boob thing...you know?" She said.
"Oh, I hadn't noticed," I lied.
"It's your crazy, over sexed brother. He has me dress up around the house... you know...like a slut," she admitted.
"Oh that. Think nothing of it. Donny used to have me dress up, or should I say UNdress sometimes. When we were younger, you know?" I answered cordially. Then I realized what I had admitted to. I can't believe I told her that!
"I just want to let you know I wasn't coming on to you, or anything," she smiled.
The effects of the first drink had relaxed me and I let out a huge laugh, "That's hysterical, Deb. I'm afraid you don't have the right 'equipment' to hit on me!"
Debbie must have been embarrassed by my laughter and decided to make light of it herself. She seductively unbuttoned her buttons again, cupped her tits and shook them at me.
"You mean these aren't enough to turn you on?" She laughed. We both nervously laughed at her joke, but she didn't button up.
"So, my little brother has been naughty lately?" I asked, taking my mind off of her cleavage.
"Oh yeah, he's been naughty for quite some time. And something else..." she added.
"Something else?" I asked, with raised eyebrow.
"Barb, no way is your brother LITTLE, if you catch my meaning," she said and spread her hands apart a good 12 inches.
I must have turned beet red at her remark. I crossed my legs and unconsciously licked my lips. My embarrassment was no longer at what she said, but at my reactions. I've got to change the subject.
"So how long is your son's soccer practice?" I blurted out.
She saw my nervousness and took advantage of the situation. She spread her hands out again the same length. "Like I said, its about this long when he's hard. I can barely take it all!" She gloated.
"Is that so?" I nodded and decided I would play her little game.
"Yeah, and thick like a salami. Just imagine taking a foot long salami up your cunt every night!"
I did imagine it. God help me, I was getting turned on, thinking of my brother's big cock. Shifting my weight, I uncrossed and crossed my legs again. It was no use. I felt the warmth between my legs and my juices start to flow. I raised the cold glass to my forehead for some relief and commented on how hot it was. She agreed and got up to check the thermostat in the hallway. With her out of the room, I took that opportunity to unbutton my blouse enough to hold the cold glass against my bare chest. The heat from my body soon made the glass sweat down my cleavage.
Debbie must have seen this on her return. She knew she had to act fast, before I regained total control of my senses. Instead of taking her seat at the other end of the couch, she deliberately sat next to me. When she turned toward me, she was uncomfortably close.
"Rudy also likes for me to pose for him. Do you ever pose for Donny?" She asked, and softly brushed my hair from my shoulder.
"Do I what?" I asked, and tried to shake away her touch.
"Sometimes I strip for your brother and let him take pictures. Hasn't Donny ever taken pictures of this bodacious body, hmm?" She asked, and let her hand fall from my shoulder over my boob.
"Yes, well yes, when we were younger -back when I had a body that was in shape," I admitted, and tried to inch away from her.
I was petrified and faced straight ahead. Gulping down the rest of my second drink, I tried to ignore her. She wouldn't let up. She moved even closer to me and pressed her tits on either side of my upper arm. That second vodka had gone straight to my head, and parts of me went numb. She asked if she could tell me a secret and my entire body froze.
She leaned her face to my ear and whispered. "Rudy likes to take movies of us fucking. Movies of his big cock fucking my little pussy. I think he uses them to jack off with. That's ok with me. Do you think Donny jacks off to your home movies?"
Her words floated through my brain, but none of it stuck. I was so entranced with the vision of his huge cock in her pussy, I hardly noticed when she started French-kissing my ear. I started to lose myself in the gentle eroticism of her advances. Helplessly, I let her fingers undo my blouse. Still tonguing my ear, I felt her small hand reach inside my bra. Her palm lightly glided over my hard nipple and came around the fullness of my tit to feel its weight.
Like in a dream, I answered, "No... No, I made him get rid of those tapes."
Staring off into oblivion, with visions of them fucking, I felt my legs uncross and slowly part.
Again she whispered, "Sometimes he has me dress up like other people. Actually one person, in particular. Can you guess who your brother fantasizes about fucking, hmm?"
I could only half hear her words, when I felt my skirt going up and her warm hand on my naked thigh. She quickly went to work and edged her tiny hand inside my panties and found my wet pussy. Instinctively, my legs opened wide, to accept her fingers. All I could hear was the wet sloshing of her tongue in my ear. All I felt was three, no four fingers pushing and probing my vagina. All my mind could focus on was my brother's huge cock going in and out of her pussy. The sounds, the feelings, the emotions swept over me. My eyes closed and suddenly the vision changed. Rudy's cock pistoned harder and deeper. My stiffened back relaxed and I fell back into the couch. My legs spread wider and wider. His thrusts went deeper. I recall thinking, 'God he's really fucking the hell out of her!'. Then, in my mind's eye, I looked down. IT WAS ME! My own brother's huge manhood was buried deep in my cunt! It was so wrong. It was so perverse. It was sick! It was...heaven... or hell. At that instant I didn't care and I began to climax. My legs spread open to their widest to take all of his imaginary cock inside me. My whole body had a spasm and shook as his entire cock filled me up. The sloshing wet sound in my ear suddenly stopped.
"That's them, that's THEM -they're HOME!" I heard Debbie in one ear and car doors slamming in the other.
My eyes flashed open to see her startled face merely inches from mine. My eyes then quickly shifted down passed my open blouse to my lap. My skirt was up to my waist, my panties pushed aside and her forearm was imbedded in my pussy. I watched, in total disbelief and amazement, as she withdrew her arm and then her hand from my cunt.
"Oh my God...OH MY GOD!" I yelled.
As she pulled it out, I had another involuntary orgasm. In a split second we jumped to our feet. She headed for the kitchen and I to the bathroom. 'I simply don't have time to consider what just happened', I thought. Whatever she had drugged me with was wearing off. Thank God! I ran a washcloth over my pussy and legs, fixed my blouse and tried to gather myself. After a few deep breaths, I headed back to the living room.
The guys were already crashed in front of the TV and I could see Debbie washing her hands (and probably arm) in the kitchen sink. I made the normal salutations and sat back on the couch. Soon Debbie entered the room and I felt a twinge shoot between my legs. She resumed her previous seat on the other end of the couch, much to my relief, and started some lame conversation with Rudy and Donny. I sat in silence to watch her expressions. She acted as if nothing had happened and I breathed another sigh of relief. Every time I glanced over at my brother I felt that same twinge down below. I knew I wouldn't last long like this, and asked Donny if we could leave. I told them I thought I was coming down with something and didn't feel very well. Rudy and Debbie made their token apologies and soon we were on the road home.
