It's my twenty-fourth birthday today. My birthday present should be arriving anytime. My brother-in-law Marco doesn't realize it, but he is my present this year. Unconventional I know, but everything about my relationship with Tony DeLuca is unconventional, including the way we met. I'd been having a week-long affair with his older brother Nick while Nick's wife was out of town. Nick brought Tony over to his house one afternoon to celebrate Tony's divorce. The three of us had sex and I ended up leaving with Tony afterward.
I spent the next year with Tony. My college plans were long forgotten. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other. Unfortunately Tony was addicted to pussy, and not just mine. I knew he had other women often. I overlooked it at first. He'd just come out of a fifteen year marriage where he'd been a faithful, devoted husband and he was ready to party. Newspapers and magazines were filled with pictures of the newly divorced, billionaire playboy with dozens of different women. Meanwhile, his meek little nineteen year old girlfriend waited at home in his sprawling mansion, hoping for some indication he might settle down with her. When I finally gave up on him and moved out, Tony spent the next several weeks begging me to come back. He even proposed, but I told him I was tired of the other women and I didn't see him giving them up if we got married. Tony then proposed a compromise and I was intrigued, so I accepted his proposal.
We've been married almost five years and we've never been happier. To the outside world we're a normal married couple. Our son, Brandon, is three years old and I'm four months pregnant with our second baby. What no one is aware of is that we're both members of a sex club called Cazzo. This isn't some cheesy nightclub with a side of sex. No, Cazzo is strictly for the elite, for the rich and beautiful. Tabloids would have a field day if they ever got wind of our sex parties. The club members range from actors and musicians to investment brokers, doctors and CEOs. And our secret club is guarded more closely than Fort Knox. That was my compromise with Tony. Sex parties three to four times a year; and on our birthdays, sex with anyone of our choosing. We are completely faithful to each other the rest of the time, and it works for us.
For the past few years I've had birthday sex with A-list actors that most women would die for. This year, I chose Tony's brother Marco as my birthday gift. I'd lusted after him since Tony introduced us years ago. Marco and Tony are the same age, their birthdays only months apart. Marco is the result of an affair their father had with a beautiful African-American nurse. The elder DeLuca didn't find out about the illegitimate son, who was named after him, until several years later. Marco didn't spend much time with his brothers growing up, but they've become close as adults. He and Tony look a lot alike except his skin is a deep caramel color and he sports a neatly trimmed goatee. Marco's wife Maria is just a few years older than I am but she seems younger. Her parents were older when they had her and had hoped she would someday become a nun. She not only attended school at the convent, she lived there full-time for several years. Maria is currently in Arizona caring for her elderly mother so I decided this was a good time to make my move.
I spent the morning with Brandon at the park before dropping him off with my folks. I had asked Marco to come over for lunch and do a photo shoot with me to surprise Tony for his birthday in a couple of months. Marco wanted me to come to his studio, but I told him I needed the photos here for what I had in mind. When I told Tony my plan he laughed and wished me luck. We jokingly refer to Marco and Maria as the beautiful, perfect couple. Maria's dark, sultry innocence coupled with Marco's rugged good-looks and devotion to his sweet wife put them on a pedestal, making them untouchable. Maria has been away for a couple of weeks and could be gone a couple more. Marco may be the perfect husband, but he's also a DeLuca. If he's anything like his brothers in the bedroom, he should be desperate for sex by now.
One wing of our large mansion, the party wing, is strictly devoted to our sex parties. The parties normally last an entire week and we alternate locations with the other members. Tony and I missed the last one because we were trying to get pregnant. I arranged our photo shoot for the master bedroom of the party wing. We have several video cameras in this room. I can't wait to get Marco alone here. I had hoped Tony would join us later, assuming I can talk Marco into fucking me, but he didn't think his brother would go for that. I know that Marco is reluctantly attracted to me, it's just a matter of getting him to act on it...
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"Marco, would you mind taking a few nudes? Tony would really get into that." We've spent the past hour here in the bedroom with me wearing half a dozen different sexy outfits. Marco's dick is about to burst through is faded jeans, but he has been the perfect gentleman. I guess it's time for me to take the initiative and see what happens. I start untying the strings holding my negligee together.
"That's not a good idea Katie. I don't think Tony would want me to take nude photos of you." Marco's feeble protest contradicted his hungry gaze. He couldn't take his eyes off of me as my gown slithered to the floor, leaving me standing in front of him wearing nothing but a seductive smile.
"On the contrary, I think Tony would much rather have you seeing me like this than some stranger." I walked over to the bed and settled back against the collection of pillows. Marco doesn't say anything else, but quietly continues snapping shots from various angles. Until now he has told me where he wants me and how to pose - I guess I'm on my own for now. After a couple of minutes I spread my legs wide. "Could you get some close-ups of my pussy? I know Tony will love that." I move my fingers down to stroke my wet folds, gently scraping my long manicured nail against my aching clit. Marco's hands start to shake and he's stopped taking pictures.
"I can't do this Katie."
"It's just pictures Marco. I'm not asking for anything else. Unless of course you want something more." I half expected Marco to leave, but he's still standing close. That's good. I haven't lost him yet.
Marco didn't say anything for several seconds. He is staring at my fingers between my legs. He swallows hard. He looks conflicted. "I'm so tempted. You have no idea. But what Maria and I have is special. I've never cheated on her. It would crush her. I just... I can't do this." Marco's voice was anguished, but he still hasn't moved. He's standing right at the edge of the bed. His heart and body are at war with each other. I'm counting on his body winning.
"Marco, of course I wouldn't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with. I feel really bad though that I caused this and you'll have no relief." I reach over and stroke his bulging cock through his jeans. He's hiding a monster in there. I just hope I can get up close and personal with it. "If you want, maybe I'll take care of this for you. No sex. Just my mouth." I'm talking softly, very calm, as though I'm trying to soothe a child. I don't want to break the spell. Marco hasn't taken his eyes off me and I want to keep it that way. I slowly unfasten his jeans. As I reach into his boxers to pull out his impressive erection he doesn't stop me, but his breath hisses through his teeth.
His cock is long and thick, and several shades darker than the rest of his body. My fingers lovingly stroke him before reaching down to cup his heavy balls. Pre-cum glistens the swollen mushroom head and I bend down to take him in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around, savoring the feel of him. The tip of my tongue probes his slit, hoping I can tease more pre-cum from him. I'm rewarded with a few more drops of salty goodness. I take him deeper in my mouth. My tongue flattens against him, massaging the angry bulging veins as I slowly move up and down his shaft. I look up at Marco and his eyes are closed. But he no longer looks conflicted. He looks like a man very much enjoying what I'm doing to him.
