Family Business Ch 02 4

I awoke next morning with a bit of a headache. Pulling the quilt up, I looked down to see that I was still in my underwear. Dave wanted sex after the bar last night but I wouldn't let him. I had too much to drink and was passed the 'I want fucking' stage that I normally stop at. Truth be told, I felt a little tender from earlier in the evening. I looked at my phone to see it was just before 7am.

I sat up and text Andi: 'Breakfast in 10? Leaving Dave asleep. He can find his own way down.' She text back, 'Ok.'

I went to the toilet and checked my face. Gave it a quick swill to make sure the last of the makeup was gone and then I replaced the lipstick, brushed my teeth. I decided to have a bath when I get back. I stripped out of my first set of Pulse and Cocktail lingerie. Poor Dave, only got to see me in it but not allowed to touch.

The knickers were a bit stiff and showing signs of covering a well fucked vagina. They were hard in places where the stranger's semen and my juices had dried. Hopefully, they'll wash. I left them on the bathroom floor, knowing Dave will find them and I know the dirty twat won't be able to resist sniffing them. Maybe I'll let him get in the bath with me when I get back.

I brushed my hair and then put on a t-shirt and shorts. I can't believe I was going to go into a dining room with no knickers on.

I quietly closed the door and then lightly tapped on Andi and Pete's room. She opened the door and told me to come in. She wasn't quite ready. Pete was already up.

"I'll wait for Dave," he said, his gaze fixed on my chest. I glanced down and my nipples were protruding through the thin t-shirt.

"I'm not wearing any knickers either, little brother," I said in a slightly husky tone, making him turn bright red and head for the bathroom.

Andi came over laughing. She had slipped a dress on over her underwear and whispered in my ear, "You want to fuck your brother."

"No I don't," I said, with little conviction in my voice.

"Yeah, right," she said, "Like I don't want to fuck mine! Breakfast?"

The dining room was quite full. When we'd got our meals and found a table for four, I began looking around at the people. I admit I was trying to spot my stranger from last night. I knew it would be impossible; the majority of men were looking at me anyway with my erect nipples sticking out of my t-shirt. And so were most of the women too, some with scowls and some also with lust.

There were no children; this was an adult's only hotel and every man had a woman with him. Any of them could be in the consortium. At a quick guess, I would say there were about twenty couples having breakfast at the moment with their ages ranging from 20's to 60's. Christ, I could have been fucked by someone nearly young enough to be my son, or someone old enough to be my dad. I didn't even know who was in the consortium, so trying to guess who it was wouldn't do any good.

It was a buffet breakfast and we sat at our table when we'd chosen what we wanted.

"Do you want to see mine?" I heard Andi say.

"What?" was my reply.

"My photo. From last night. I didn't get chance to show you."

"Oh! Right. Of course. Show me."

Andi opened the gallery on her phone. She opened the photo and passed it to me. It was a close-up of her face looking up at the camera. Her mouth was open and the head of someone's cock was firing his juice into it. It looked extremely full as her tongue was covered and some was running down the side of her face and her chin, some having already dripped onto her naked boobs.

It was fucking sexy! And I could feel my juices running.

"My God, Andi," I said, pressing my legs together as I could feel a little storm start deep inside my stomach.

"And I swallowed it all," she replied, excitement in her voice. "I've never done that for Pete. I've never even let him cum in my mouth."

"Are you going to let him now?" I asked her. "From what I remember, his tasted fine."

Jokingly, she punched me on my arm. "Maybe I will! It didn't taste as bad as I'd always imagined it, to be honest. And the little I managed to taste from your pussy last night tasted even better. Probably 'cos it was mixed with your juices."

"So," she continued. "Did you admit to Dave that you enjoyed getting fucked by a stranger last night?"

"No," I replied. "But he wasn't allowed to tell me anything about what he did either."

She laughed as she said, "I know. I asked Pete, but he couldn't say anything, too. He came back more worried about me, whether or not I was really angry with him. I think he was more upset when I told him I had enjoyed it."

"I'll probably tell him, but not yet. I'm making him suffer by pretending to be angry for taking MY body for granted."

"Pete fucked me last night after you'd gone and all the time he was asking me questions like, did he cum inside you? Did I let him fuck my arse? Did he hurt you? Did he make you orgasm? Was his cock bigger than mine? Obviously, I told him no to all the questions."

"And the correct answers are..........?"

Andi giggled. "He came once in my mouth and once in my arse. I had a couple of fantastic orgasms and his cock wasn't bigger than Pete's, otherwise I would have had problems with my arse."

"We haven't had anal sex often, but with the size of the cock fucking me last night, I wouldn't have let him near it."

"What about the rest? If the boy's hadn't come in?" Andi asked, in a low voice.

I knew what she meant, and I had thought about what would have happened. I must have been taking my time to answer because Andi put her hand on my thigh closest to her. Automatically, my legs relaxed and opened a little. She must have taken this as an invite and slowly moved upwards, inside my shorts, towards my vagina.

Once again, my breathing quickened and I felt my juices start to run. I quickly pulled her hand away; not because I wanted to, but because I wasn't wearing knickers and the stain would show on the crotch of my shorts.

"I don't know, Andi," I said. "Your tongue inside my pussy scooping out a stranger's sperm, I mean, WOW, what a sexy experience."

"It's truth time now," she said. "I want to fuck you and I want to feel your tongue and fingers inside me. What do YOU want?"

The boys were just coming in to the dining room. I quickly grabbed her hand a squeezed it as I whispered, "And sometime, maybe you'll get the chance."

Andi closed her phone and put it away so that they wouldn't see her photo. But surely they know we've got them because they had to take photos of who they fucked, too. We'll see who cracks first and asks about them.

"So, what's today's plans?" I asked as they sat opposite us.

"Golf for the men from 10 o'clock for a couple of hours," Pete said. "Another meeting at 2 to let us know the format for this evening."

"And us?" I asked.

"Looks like you're free to take advantage of the hotels facilities all day."

"Oh, right," I said. "As long as the wives' are around to be fucked when they are required. Sauna later, Andi?"

"Oh, yeah, I'd love one," Andi answered.

"I think, when we get home tomorrow, you two need to come to ours so we can discuss this weekend and the way forward," I said.

"Agreed," said Pete. "But let's not forget the reason we are here. A lot of people's futures depend on us."

Trust my younger brother to put things in perspective. He was right. Did it matter if we had fucked other people one night to safeguard other people's livelihoods? No, not really. And let's face it, Andi and I both enjoyed it. No doubt about that. And as long as the boys were able to deposit their sperm inside a vagina, ANY vagina, then they will be enjoying it too.

After Dave had told us what was happening during the day, I still continued pretending I was angry so I didn't let him anywhere near me and true to form, the boys were gone by 10. Andi and I had booked the sauna for 10.30. As soon as they were gone, she knocked on my door and I let her in. I had just come out of the shower and was only wearing my bra and knickers. She was only wearing the white, fluffy complementary dressing gown you find in these hotels. She pulled it open.

"Look. Nothing else," she said.

And I looked. Not as another woman should look at her, but as someone I would want to fuck. My eyes were attracted to her boobs, medium sized, nipples hard. They travelled down her body, over her smooth, flat stomach, to her slightly parted legs. Her vagina was smoothly shaved and it was easy to see the two small mounds that formed the entrance to her intimate insides. The hood covering her clit was just visible.

"Did you mean what you said this morning?" she asked as she walked towards me. Standing closely in front of me, she placed her hand on my stomach and slowly moved it downwards, pressing her fingers under the elastic on my knickers and continued down until her hand covered my pussy. Her middle finger pressed in between my lips and easily slipped inside me.

There was no resistance; I was already soaking wet. My eyes closed as I took a sharp breath in. She pushed me backwards until the back of my knees hit the bed and I fell on to the mattress on my back, her hand releasing my pussy. She grabbed the sides of my panties and I raised my hips so that she could pull them off. Andi threw them on to the bed and pushed my legs as wide as she could get them. She knelt on the floor, her nose pushing on my clit as her tongue lapped in between my lips, licking at my juices.

Butterflies started beating their wings inside my stomach. More joined them as Andi sucked my clit into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue. Two of her fingers entered me and rubbed upwards, pressing and rubbing my spot. The wings were now causing a small tornado inside me as without warning, I screamed, my back arched and legs clamped against Andi's head and my hands pressed her face harder into me, my juices flowing over her fingers and probably her chin.

The shaking stopped and my body relaxed, legs falling wide, back now on the bed. My body felt drained. Andi's tongue was gently licking my pussy from top to bottom and back, fingers now removed. She then licked up my stomach as she crawled up towards me. My eyes still closed, I felt totally relaxed as she continued around by breasts, circling and nibbling my nipples, until her lips met mine and her tongue continued into my mouth. I brought my legs up and around her waist, holding her against me.

"Fuck, Andi," I said when I could breathe properly.

She chuckled as she said, "You can return the compliment later. It's time for our sauna"

She stood up and pulled me up by my hands. "Bra off," she said, spinning me around. "We go wearing nothing," she said.

I did as I was told and put my dressing gown on. Picking up a large towel, we left for our sauna. Walking through the hotel wearing nothing under the gowns made me feel self-conscious. I kept thinking that people knew I had nothing on and my sister-in-law had just brought me to orgasm. At least the man who fucked me last night wouldn't be there; he'd be playing golf.

We stayed in the sauna an hour, went to our rooms and dressed, then for lunch together.

"Does my brother know you're a lesbian?" I asked Andi.

She nearly choked on her drink. "I'm not! I just love something other than a cock now and then. And yes, Pete knows. AND he's joined in a few times."

Now it was my turn to choke!

Shocked I said, "My little brother? In threesomes?"

"Oh yes. And he's good. You've seen his cock. Never leaves a woman disappointed. After all, it was you who gave him a good first lesson about making a woman cum with his tongue. Haven't you and my brother ever thought about threesomes?"

"No, not really. Until coming here, letting another woman, or me wanting to taste another woman, never entered my head. Two men and me? Different matter. I've thought about it, but never mentioned it to Dave. And it was years ago when I last saw Pete's cock," I laughed.

"What about now? YOU'VE fucked another man and he's fucked another woman, and you both know about it."

"I still don't know. It'll be different fucking someone in front of my husband."

"Yeah," Andi laughed. "Twice as much fun."

We went back to our own rooms after lunch to relax and wait for the lads to return. It took me ages to fall asleep, threesome's and my brother's cock was still on my mind. It was as though I remembered every detail of that blowjob I gave Pete all those years ago. I thought about what Andi's pussy will taste like and finally, a NEW thought, two cocks fucking me at the same time!

WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING TO ME?

Dave woke me when he came in. I looked at my phone and it was 3.30pm.

"Not much to tell about this evening," he told me. "Formal dinner at 6 followed my music and dancing."

I sat up and he was stood in front of me. He was only wearing joggers. My husband doesn't possess golf clothing'. Taking either side of his joggers, I pulled them down to his knees, followed by his boxers. His cock was already semi hard. I lightly took hold of it and very slowly moved the skin backwards and forwards. I could feel it throb as blood started to flow into it and it began to grow. With my other hand, I held and squeezed his balls, bringing moans from him. I finally took him in my mouth and slid him in as far as I could, my tongue doing its own little dance around his shaft.

He placed his hand on my head, just resting it there. Since my first blowjob on my brother's cock, I'd like to think I've perfected my art of sucking cock over the years with plenty of practice on Dave's.

I'd take it out, push it against his stomach and run my tongue from tip, all the way down the underside until I could take his balls into my mouth and gently move them around with my tongue. Then it was back up the cock and circle and flick the tip with my tongue while I gently moved my hand up and down.

I used all the skills I had learnt over the years until Dave started moving backwards and forwards, fucking my mouth. As my head move faster, his thrusting became faster, harder. I tightened my grip around his cock until he finally moved my hand and took over with his own. I managed to keep the head in my mouth, sucking as the speed of his hand blurred. I heard him moan loud as I felt the first spurt of his juice into my mouth. At that point, I opened my mouth and put my head back, tongue out. At least four other hard spurts hit my face and head, some finding its way onto my tongue.

Finally, his moaning and spurting stopped. I could only open one of my eyes; the other was covered in sperm. My husband liked to cum over my face and watch as I used my fingers to wipe it into my mouth. By the time I had finished, I had swallowed a large amount.

Dave lifted my face by pressing under my chin. He reached down and kissed me before licking the rest of his sperm from me.

"Thank you," he whispered.

I chuckled as I said, "It was quicker than you getting in the shower with me. I haven't much time to get ready."

"What about later?" he asked.

"You've plenty of time to recover so we can start our weekend sex marathon a day late."

"Can't wait," he said, pulling his boxers and joggers up, putting his cock away.

Dave showered first; men don't take long in the shower. He was nearly dressed when I came out. I dried my hair before getting dressed. Dave sat on the chair to watch me. When we first married and he used to watch, it made me feel self-conscious. But it wasn't long before I realised we always had great sex later in the evening, so I put up with it.

I sat on the chair and put my legs into the green, lace knickers, then pulled them up. They felt really smooth around my lower stomach, hips and arse as I ran my hands over them.

Next, the hold-up stockings. They had the lines down the back, so once I had pulled them up, it took some bending forwards and turnings until they looked straight. I turned my back towards Dave and glanced around to ask him if they were straight. He had his cock out of his zip and was wanking while he watched me.

I threw a cushion at him and told him to put it away; I would need it later that tonight. He laughed at me and did as he was told. He said the stockings looked great.

I had to use Dave at this point. I put the ribbon collar around my neck and fastened it. Then I gave Dave the one for my waist. He stood behind and passed the ribbon around me. When it was fastened, he reached around making sure the buckle to fasten the chain was in the middle. I could feel how hard his cock was as it pressed against my arse. He stepped away and ran his hands over my arse, one finding its way between my legs.

"Give up," I said with a smile. "Carry on like this and we won't be able to sign the contract because we won't make it to the dinner party."

I put the matching lace bra on as he sighed and moved back to his seat. Making sure my boobs were comfortably held inside, I attached the chain at my neck, on my bra and also on my waist. When I'd finished, I turned to face my husband for his opinion.

"Wow," he said, moving towards me.

I stopped him and pushed him away.

"Sod off," I said. "I've still my makeup to do."

The dining room was set out in tables seating eight people at each, four down each side, facing each other. I wondered whether the two men that fucked Andi and me last night, and the two women our husbands had fucked, were the four people at our table. The men would know, but we wouldn't. I wouldn't put it past this Consortium to do something like that.

We weren't allowed to ask names, or personal information, just in case we located each other outside of the hotel. But the other couples were pleasant and good company during the meal. By 8pm, the meal was over and nearly all of us made for the music and dancing area. The lads went to the bar, while Andi and I found us a table. We hadn't been there long when two men came and asked us to dance. Our husbands said it was fine, so we both got up.

Andi and I spent the next couple of hours up and down like yoyos on the dancefloor. I couldn't blame them with Andi; blonde, curly hair to her waist, large green eyes and a low cut figure hugging mini dress. Her black strapless bra came just above her dress were meant to take your eyes towards her cleavage. It certainly did that.

I'm not sure about Andi, but every time I danced a slow number, my partners always grabbed my arse and pulled me close, pressing me on to their hard cocks. I had never felt as many hard cocks in such a short time in my life. I couldn't wait to feel Dave's inside me later.

I wasn't sure if one of my partners was the man who fucked me last night, but he would know. None of them gave any indication that they had.

The four of us were sat in a corner at 10pm and Dave's mobile beeped. He'd received a text. He read his and I saw a look of dread on his face.

"You've got to go back to the room and put the blindfold on again," Dave said, trying not to look at me.

My brother's phone beeped, too. He looked at Andi.

"You, too," he said to her.

My heart started thump, thumping in my chest. I hadn't expected, but secretly hoped, that it would happen again tonight.

Other phones around the room started beeping; more men reading the message out to their wives.

Trying to look upset, I said to Dave with as much anger in my voice as I could, "Well we'd better go and get fucked again, then."

Their phone's beeped again.

"What now?" I said. "Have they cancelled?"

Pete replied. "No. It's the room numbers where we have to go."

I stood up quickly and more or less shouted at them, "Well don't let us keep you," and dragging Andi with me, stormed over to the lifts.

Once in the lift, Andi said, "I didn't think you'd be that upset after what you said this morning."

"I'm not," I replied with a smile on my face, "But I don't want Dave to know I was hoping for this to happen."