Meeting an incredibly good-looking man might sound great - unless he's close but untouchable. My older sister Kelly was the one lucky enough to meet and wed Barry first. He was an older man, a builder whose work had always kept him strong and fit. Being an active sportsman helped tone all those muscles too, I guess.
My sister and I had often been attracted to the same men and I had always fancied Barry like mad but then something happened which blew my desire for him right out into the open. You'll have to promise to keep what I tell you a secret.
It happened several years ago when I was staying with Barry and Kelly for the weekend. Neither Barry nor Kelly got on all that well with our parents and were planning to emigrate back to Barry's hometown in America, so we all knew this would probably be the last time we saw each other. I loved their home, which Barry had built largely to his own design, but every now and then I noticed something around the place which made me think about sex. Yes, even more than I usually do.
For a start, there were the fridge magnets from an entertainment company specialising in strippers, suggesting Barry and Kelly had employed some on at least one occasion. My suspicion was backed up by the photo on their dresser showing Kelly embracing a male stripper in his G-string while Barry was supporting a topless girl who had her legs wrapped around his waist! They all seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely and I wished I had been there to see what happened - before and after.
Then there were the 'glamour' portraits of my sister prominently displayed on various walls, her cleavage amply revealed to any visitors. I found that a little strange, but more than anything, it made me wonder about my sister and brother-in-law's sex life. How often, what positions, where in the house, any toys or kinks... all sorts of ideas crossed my mind.
The three of us enjoyed a nice lunch together on the Saturday with plenty of wine and friendly banter. Kelly and I are fairly similar in appearance, both tall, slim and sensuous brunettes and I couldn't help thinking Barry's eyes were wandering all over my body as we ate. Knowing I was attracting his attention made me more than a little turned-on, and a glance down told me my nipples were protruding at him quite clearly through my light bra and T-shirt. It transpired Barry and Kelly would both be going out that night to a function they couldn't escape. I assured them I would be happy to stay home and amuse myself quietly.
Of course, in reality, I immediately planned to go snooping around after they had gone. I just can't help it sometimes - I get so horny, I find myself driven to doing all kinds of weird things to satisfy my urges. And I was extremely curious to see whether their bedroom in particular had any little secrets to reveal.
After they had left, I finished the last bottle of wine we had opened and purposely made myself watch TV for a while in case they forgot something and came back unexpectedly. Barry had a huge stack of videos available and I noticed "Girls of Penthouse" was one of them. I put it on with a mild sense of anticipation but found it was fairly docile. While there weren't any nude men to drool over, I had to admit, most of the boobs on display certainly looked natural to me - the lucky bitches. Although men have told me many times how much they love my tits the way they are, like most women, I can't help wondering sometimes if I wouldn't feel happier with something really worth showing off in a tight top.
Anyway, after half an hour, I decided it was safe to start my investigations. I began by looking under their bed and in their bedside drawers. Nothing much there - some fancy underwear, condoms, a tube of lubricant.
They had a large walk-in robe so that was my next stop. Lots of shelves with lots of clothes and a few boxes of this and that. I decided to look lower rather than higher, and was instantly rewarded: inside a shoe box hidden under a pair of Barry's boots was an unmarked video tape. I trembled as I weighed it in my hand for a moment. It might be nothing or it might be...!
I replaced the box very carefully and went straight to the lounge to view the tape.
Wow! It was shocking. It was thrilling. It was so hot! The action began almost immediately and I couldn't possibly have hoped for more. The first thing on the screen was the bedroom I had just left, with loud music playing. The major difference was that my sister was lying on the bed, stark naked except for a sleeper's mask over her eyes. I hadn't seen her out of her clothes since we shared a room when she was a young teenager, but she had certainly developed a lot since then. I noted with interest how similar her nipples were to my own, although her breasts seemed larger. As a momentary fantasy, I speculated whether Barry would be able to tell us apart, by touch alone, if we were all naked in a dark room together. Didn't most men have a fantasy about going to bed with sisters - or was it twins? I was very excited already.
The other interesting difference was my sister's pubic hair - or lack thereof. I've always kept mine trimmed and waxed in a fairly conventional way, but she had obviously decided - or been persuaded - to dispense with it entirely. All, that is, except for a tiny square tuft about two centimetres above her clitoris, perhaps preserved purely to emphasise her bareness everywhere else inside her tan-line. I pondered, in my semi-drunken state, whether I should raise the subject with her at some point. Or perhaps I could just drop it into conversation with my next lover, to see how quickly the idea of shaving me made his cock go hard.
My sisterly train of thought was diverted to much bigger and better things when Barry entered the frame. To my intense delight, he was also totally nude. He had a terrific body, very lean and tanned with only the slightest of paunches. Before he did anything else, he came close to the camera and tipped it further towards the bed, making me wonder for the first time if Kelly was actually aware of the camera at all. Perhaps Barry had masked her first and told her to wait for him while he secretly started filming her. In any case, seeing my brother-in-law's cock revealed in all its glory for the first time was a major, major, turn-on. Though still only semi-erect, he appeared to be hung like the proverbial quadruped. Not for the first time, I longed for the chance to be with him in bed, to massage his manhood with every part of my body, to let him do everything - especially anything Kelly denied him.
I paused the video before it rolled any further and quickly checked the curtains and door to make sure no-one could see in. Satisfied, I stripped off completely, depositing my clothes neatly on the far end of the couch. I just love walking around in the nude in someone else's home, especially their living room, and I knew for a fact that I would be stretched out and strumming my clit like crazy in the very near future.
I had a hot thought about giving myself a climax on their bed, right on the spot where the screen showed my sister waiting with her legs spread wide. That's something else I've done in other people's houses when I've had the chance, and I really recommend it for a big come every time, but I decided against it here, at least for the time being. The sight of Barry's nudity and the prospect of seeing his cock: a) get totally hard and b) work its way into my sister's open and willing cunt, so similar to my own, made it certain the remote would be staying in my less dexterous hand!
After pressing 'play' again, I spent the next half-hour in a masturbator's agony, not knowing whether I should come to what I was watching or wait for an even more arousing sight. As it happened, I kept myself on the edge for as long as I could, during which time I witnessed my brother-in-law do a series of incredibly erotic things to my sister. First, he licked her all over (and I mean all over); then he sucked on her tits until she groaned and started rubbing her pelvis up against him.
He rubbed the head of his cock all over her face while she tried in vain to lick it properly until at last he let her accept it into her mouth for just two or three hot suckings before he withdrew it. Then he spent ages stimulating her clit and lower lips with his fingers, mouth and penis, from time to time slipping one of his little fingers in and out of her anus while he nibbled on her clit. She really got off on him doing that, I noticed. Eventually, he placed her legs up over his shoulders while he knelt and at long last slid his extremely stiff shaft inside her, to the absolute hilt. After a few long slow thrusts, he pulled out and turned her over, sliding under her and positioning her bum directly facing the camera so that while they fed on each other, his tonguework on her pussy would be recorded with maximum clarity, especially when he spread her denuded petals apart to reveal her special shade of pink.
One thing which really got to me was, no matter what he did to her, Kelly kept her mask on the whole time, ensuring her mind focussed on every sense other than sight. What she was seeing in her mind's eye while Barry lay beneath her and licked her all the way to a loud orgasm I could only half imagine; likewise, it blew my mind with jealousy to imagine how it must have felt when he moved behind her again and, shifting them both sideways, pushed his swollen cock back in and started to pump in and out of her with fast, hard strokes, over and over. At long last, he pulled his cock out of her and, rubbing it in the groove between her buttocks, spurted what looked like a month's worth of semen all over her taut, raised buttocks, squeezing them hard as he ejaculated between them.
Watching Barry's big dick shoot its slippery load of sperm all over my sister's bare body was way too much for my mind to handle. Immediately, I went for gold on my clit, ending up on the carpet as I clamped down on the two fingers wedged inside my honeypot while I polished my clit to slippery perfection. The excitement of doing myself in their lounge room, while seeing and hearing my sister and her hubby having the fuck of their lives, was out of this world. I shook with each of the explosions emanating from my drenched pussy, over and over and over, a series of the best I've ever had, a truly earth-shattering world-class all-over come.
