Got the idea for this from 'signorecalcio'. Many thanks for giving me the weird thoughts that went into writing this one! Now for the usual crap ... um, information. This story is fictitious. It is totally a creation of my crazy mind. Therefore, any resemblance to events, places, persons living or dead, or fucktards is strictly coincidental. All characters involved in sexual activity are age 18 or older. Don't try this at home or at least use protection. In my fantasy world there are no STDs and pregnancy ONLY happens when disired.
As noted by the category this story involves incest, in this case by marriage, as well as anal, oral and group sex. Hope you like it. Don't forget to vote!
P.S. Thanks again signorecalcio!
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Take Care of My Wife, Little Brother
Hi, my name is Tom Byron (no, I'm not that aging porn star with the same name but I do wonder why my folks named me after him) and I'm an 18 year old just out of high school. I live at home with my parents, but I spend tons of time over at my brother's house, swimming in their pool and ogling his hot wife, Rebecca.
I first saw her when my brother John brought her home to 'meet the parents'. I was nearly fourteen and it was lust at first sight. The famous ten-point scale just doesn't go high enough to rate her! If I took the best qualities of every HOT actress and singer to ever live and put them together into my dream girl she would pale beside Rebecca. I wacked off while thinking of her millions of times only to do the cleanup while wondering how the hell my brother hooked her. It boggled my mind ... okay, it STILL does!
John is now 29 and is the safety manager at a huge chemical plant. Becca, as she prefers to be called, is a happy homemaker which surprises the shit out of me as she is quite smart, has her BA in International Business Management, and should have become a highly paid successful business woman. Oh well, she likes cooking and cleaning too. Hey the house is always immaculate and she is near chef quality in the kitchen, so who am I to complain?
When I was fifteen my grandpa on my dad's side passed away and I was shocked when the will said I was to get an envelope and everything that it would open for me. Inside was a key along with a note that said simply, "Enjoy her Tommy boy, and love her just as I did. Never let her go and she will never let you down." The key opened a storage unit in town and inside was a 1957 Chevy Bel Air convertible, the body in mint condition! I nearly shit and my dad was beyond pissssssssssed! He wanted it but he couldn't drive anywhere without scraping up against something.
With the help of my two best buds, Chet and Brad, I rebuilt the engine and transmission (we are all taking tons of auto mechanics courses so it was no problem). When we were finished it purred like a kitten and would ... I hoped ... fly like the wind. I couldn't drive it until I got my license at 16. Finally I was old enough and passed the tests and with license in hand ... um, wallet ... I finally took her for a run. Saaaweeeeeeet! Brad and Chet were happy campers as they got to ride in it a lot as we used it to go every where. Hey, they're my buddies and they helped put in the condition it is in so I couldn't NOT let them ride in it. Not drive it though.
Mostly we used it to drive over to John and Becca's house to use their pool. Well that was secondary; we really used it to go check out Becca, each of us hoping to catch a glimpse of bare tit or ass. Heaven was when we saw 'nipple'. I think she was fully aware of what we were after and depending on how things were going between her and John, she might just offer up a treat or two.
Too many times to count she has bent over and given me perfect views down her gaping open shirt. I'm not complaining. Brad and Chet have left my brother's house on countless occasions with raging boners and balls screaming for release. I was certain that Becca knew what made them limp out the door. It was a good thing they both lived within four blocks of John and Becca's house.
John ... well I'm not so sure about him. I mean he has been giving me shit for ever! Sometimes I felt he actually didn't like me the way he was always picking on me and poking fun at me. Three of his top four' nick-names for me were "Little Brother', 'Dickless' and 'Dateless'. But wow he seemed blind to the way Becca acted around me and my pals. Several times he would get called in to work because of a problem and, using his favorite nick name for me, he would say something to me like, "Okay man, take care of my wife for me. Oh wait! You're a 'boy', not a man! Hahahahahahaha" and he would walk out the door laughing his ass off at his joke.
I guess it was his macho man coming out to lay claim to his woman. Even though it pissed me off every time, I didn't let him bug me because I knew that Becca would give me 'extra' views of her hidden charms along with many accidental bumps and brushes of our body's intimate parts. It was those occasions when I was glad for the private bathroom that their guest room has. I'm amazed that I didn't change the color of the shower from all the jizm I shot off in there.
It was not unusual for me to stay the night when John got called in to work like that. Becca said she felt better when I was there and John seemed cool with it. Becca and I got along great and I found that as I got older I HOPED my brother would get called in to work just so I could spend more time alone with his wife. Nothing ever happened between us but I sure got some fantastic jerk-off views from her. She was hot and she knew it and seemed to like teasing me with glimpses of her tits and ass.
As I got older Becca added tight hugs to her tit flashes. Many times she would give me a glimpse or two of her perky tits, maybe even a beaver shot and then hug my body tight against her. The incredible feel of her perfect tits drilling into my chest made certain that my dick grew into a raging hard on that poked into her leg or stomach. There was no way she didn't know how turned on she could make me. She would usually give me a quick kiss on my cheek as her hug ended, then quickly drop her eyes to my crotch as we parted. I was always too shy to try to push things as instead I would soon be painting the shower wall with my cream as I had a furious wank session.
Late last winter Brad, Chet and I had a group birthday party as we all turned 18 within a five day period. We figured it would be better to have one really good party instead of three, in such a short span. Naturally John and Becca were there. As he got ready to leave my brother said, "Well I hope it was a happy one, birthday-boy!" Then he gave me a hard swat on my ass and walked off laughing loudly while calling to his wife, "Let's go woman!"
Becca moved up to me as John stepped out the door to their car. "I think he had too much to drink tonight," she said as she put her arms around me and hugged me to her chest. I felt her hips pivot and crush her crotch against my cock, making it rise to half mast. "Happy birthday Tom. Now that you are a man, don't be a stranger at our house! G'night." Then she gave me a super quick kiss on my lips β a first β and then smiled and followed her husband out the door.
I stood there in shock watching her bouncy walk as she left the party, my cock thickening in my jeans. Luckily nobody saw our goodbye and my resulting boner. I must have looked like a statue as I stood there in wonder at the way she had ground her body against me before her lips touched mine.
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So it's been five months since my ... our ... birthday bash. School is over ... GRADUATED! And yet my buds and I are still virgins. Seems none of the girls in school were interested in the grease monkeys from the auto mechanics curriculum. Shit! We are all going to go to the Tech school and get certified so we can work on cars ... no college for us. Guess that means no girls either....shit!
As usual the three of us had been bumming around most of today β Saturday β and finally ended up at my brother's enjoying the pool AND the view of my hot sister-in-law. She was wearing a new bikini that is a bright pink that contrasts powerfully with her awesome tan. It also shows off even more of her incredible body than any of her old ones did. Shit, every time I look at her I can't believe my brother hasn't knocked her up yet!
We had all finished eating hamburgers from the grill for supper and we were lounging by the pool catching the late day sun. John and Becca had been drinking most of the afternoon as they smooched and cuddled nearly constantly. John was really getting hammered. Twice I noticed her bikini bottoms had a dark spot in the crotch that hadn't been caused by the pool water. This was the sort of night where John told us to scram so, I imagined, he could bone his wife in private. Hell, every time he got up her eyes locked hungrily onto his bulge.
The sun was nearly gone when the ground shook and waves ripped the pool as a huge boom hit our ears. "Shit! Now what happened?" John groaned as we all looked towards his company's plant where a huge smoke cloud was rising rapidly. Less than ten seconds later his phone rang and he talked rapidly before hanging up. "I'm sorry honey, building four just blew up and they're sending a police car for me. Fuck ... this will take forever to get under control, then I will have tons of paper work to complete along with interviews with everyone that was there. FUCK! I'm REALLY sorry babe but I have got to go!"
"But honey, I'm..." Becca groaned unhappily as John ran inside to change clothes. Moments later he walked outside while the policeman stood looking out the patio door. He kissed his wife and said, "I'm really sorry Hon, I'll see you sometime tomorrow. It will probably be really late as I have a real mess on my hands. Love you babe," he said and gave her a quick kiss on her lips.
Becca moaned again as he stood up and took three steps towards the house. He looked at me and, as usual, said, "Take good care of my wife man! Oh wait ... you're still a boy!" Then he gave a half hearted laugh. "Oh well, you've got your girlfriends with you so maybe three of you are enough to do a man's job!" By then he was nearly at the patio door and he really let out a loud laugh.
I stared after him and soon heard the siren wail as the squad car took off taking him to the work site. "Ass hole!" I grumbled. Then louder I said, "Fuck you John, you dumb shit!"
From behind me I heard Becca's soft voice saying, "Damn it, I wish I could fuck him..."
"What was that?" I asked as I turned to her.
"Um, nothing, I'm just pissed that he had to leave!" As she finished speaking her eyes dropped to my crotch and held there for about five seconds before she suddenly looked off to the east. After about a minute she stepped up behind me and pushed me into the pool as she said, "Let's swim!"
She was laughing at me as I surfaced sputtering as I cleared my eyes. "Bitch!" I yelled as I dunked her forcefully.
Her powerful legs forced her to the surface where she laughed at me, messing with my hair as she giggled and said, "Oh my, Tommy boy fights back!"
She had never acted like this and I was still pissed at what John had said so I snapped at her, "What the hell, Becca ... fuck you!"
She treaded water and looked at me for several moments, then said, "I need your help inside."