Subj: I coming (I love that word) alive again.
Jill left about 2 hours ago to do Charlie. The kids are in bed and I'm sitting here with visuals of what she is experiencing spinning through my head.
I'm dripping and playing with myself with one hand as I type this with my other.
It's all your fault. Thank you very much.
I can't believe how our relationship has changed. I only wish we had reached this understanding of each other years ago.
Babs
PS I'm sure that Jill will let you watch. Or did you mean me brother dear?
You're so far away, how about a video?
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Date: May 11, 2005
Subj: Emergency trip.
Have to fly to Florida for a few days. Suzy had a wheels up landing as got bruised up a bit. Just want to check her out.
Treat Charlie nicely and don't wear him out.
Paul
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Date: May 13, 2005
Subj: Jill and Charlie
I guess you won't see this for awhile but I thought that you might enjoy something to read when you get home.
Jill got on Charlie the other night and rode him so long that she overheated him.
She said that after she tried everything that she turned off the thruster and set him for the maximum penetration.
She angled him until he was on her 'G' spot and then turned the tip vibrator up full.
She stayed there until Charlie quit and then got herself to the couch and slept till 11;00 AM. By then Charlie was cooled off. We had to clean him up. (Got to solve that problem) I rode him for about 10 minutes using Jill's settings. I came several times but like my settings even better.
Jill says you're welcome anytime for ..............................
Speaking of which, can you possibly get away for Memorial Day? The kids will be with Mom and Dad. Bring Becky too, I'm sure that we can work her into anything we might all decide to do.
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Date: May 25, 2005
Subj: Able to relax. At last.
Suzy back to flying again. As I told you the school is very happy of her handling of the emergency. I got home Friday but had 2 major problems at the shop. Took till today to get back to normal.
Memorial Day? Yes. Becky? I doubt it. She, Gwen and Walt may do the lake thing again. I think that they all share a bed when they go. I didn't enlighten her as to the possibilities if she joins us. Didn't want her to change her mind.
I assume that I am reading the signals correctly.
Paul
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June 3, 2005
Dear Friends
The copies of the E-mail exchange above will give you some idea of the events leading up to Memorial day weekend.
Not really said above is the fact that I have lusted after my brother since I was first able to define 'sex appeal' and 'sex appeal' was always some version of Paul. I was able to keep it hidden by being a constant annoyance to him and keeping him half pissed off at me.
At the time this e-mail exchange started Paul was a 39 year old widower and I was a 30 year old widow. He owned an FBO (Fixed Base Operation) and Air Charter Company. His daughter Suzy was a student at a Aviation related College in Florida. His son Bob was a pre-law student at WVU. He was a nicely built at 180 pounds and being just under six feet.
I knew little about Paul's sex life except that I assumed that it was reasonably normal and that it did not include me.
Me? I'm a bit tall at 5'8" but somewhat slender at 135. Boobs? Nothing to brag about. Almost C cup but they are hard as rocks and they need no bra. I own 3 bras strictly for certain dress up situations.
I'm lying, I also have sports bras for running which I do twice a week. I swim two miles twice a week also which keeps my figure in satisfactory condition.
My sex life? There's an article somewhere in Literotica called something like "What's been in me." That woman's experience is not too much different than my own. Her experience with a 'big one' is about the same as mine with Bill which is mentioned above.
So anyhow Paul showed up about two hours late on Friday night. I was a bit worked up by the time he arrived. The kids were long gone, Jill was at work and I was at my sexy best.
I was so ready that I was almost dripping. I had seriously considered being in bed with my legs parted when Paul arrived. Brother or not I wanted him and today I was either going to commit incest or totally embarrass myself.
When Paul finally came in and I was in my sexiest shorty nightie and ready to go and Paul wanted to talk it out.
"Talk hell." I said "You take me to bed right now."
Paul was wearing loose cotton shorts and a golf shirt and I could see a noticeable bulge develop in his shorts. I put my left arm around his neck and took the bulge in my right hand and kissed him full on the lips.
That lit the fire. Our mouths opened and our tongues searched. We licked and sucked and mumbled endearing words for what seemed like hours.
My plan to take him to my bed evaporated. I pushed him away from me as I tore my gown off and then fell to the floor, on my back, my legs parted.
Paul lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, and as I watched avidly, he pushed down his shorts and peeled them off. I sucked in my breath with anticipation as his eager cock sprang forth.
Damn he was hard and it was throbbing like crazy. couldn't help myself, I lurched back up to my knees and wrapped both hands around his cock. I was stroking him "Oh yes, Paul, oh god yes, I want this, I want you" I cried as I cupped his heavy balls, and leaned even further forward to brush my lips over his cock head, and he moaned and shuddered.
Then he was beside me on the floor and his hands and his lips and his tongue were everywhere on my body. My hands and lips and tongue were everywhere on his.
Years of deep seated frustration poured out as we literally mauled each other, eager not to miss one single solitary inch, oh yes, oh yes, the feel of his hands on me at last, everything I'd dreamed about and more, and he seemed to feel the same.
My desire to fuck was forgotten and I drew his cock into my mouth. He bucked and heaved like crazy. Seconds later I did the same when he took my swollen clit between his lips and sucked on it frantically, lashing it with the tip of his tongue. And that fast I was coming … and he was coming!!
His hot cum was shooting down into my throat and my juices were running down over his lips and face, and we both went wild! We sucked each other until we were both dry.
Then we switched around and just held each other should have done years ago. Now there would be no more frustrations now that we were being totally open with each other at long last.
We talked a little, reminiscing about some of those earlier times, cursing a little in a fun way the fact that neither of us had been aware enough, or plain courageous enough to do anything about our desire for the other back then.
Somewhere along the line we found the bed.
As we talked we stroked each other and interspersed the strokes with light kisses, and soon we were both aroused again. His hard cock pressing against my inner thighs and lightly brushing against my pussy lips.
I rolled over, drawing him on top of me. his cock resting firmly now against my wet pussy, and he rubbed it up and down, coating it's head with my juices, and I began to moan.
I lifted my butt and then pushed against Paul's cock and it slipped into me without effort I was so slippery inside. When I felt it's full length inside of me I squeezed it hard with my cunt muscles and I laid there without moving and simply enjoyed the sensation.
Then Paul pulled out slowly leaving an empty feeling inside of my cunt which I needed to fill. I pushed up against him until that glorious instrument was again deep inside of me.
Thus we began that rhythm of total enjoyment which is called sexual intercourse. The pace gradually increased until our bodies were slapping against each other accompanied by a slight slapping sound and a suction sound which is exciting in and of itself.
My whole body was tingling and the urgency to climax was building rapidly.
"I'm gonna come."
"Me too. Are you ready?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"I love you."
"I love you."
We were saying the same things into each other ears as our climaxes overwhelmed us."
I tingled and shook and spasmed and stuck my tongue in Paul's ear as I did those things.
Then I felt a great heat inside of my cunt as Paul erupted and his boiling hot cum filled me. Never had I welcomed a man's seed as I welcomed his.
"Babs, it has never been so good. Why have we been fighting instead of screwing?"
A brief pause and we were screwing again. Our juices leaking and making a mess.
"The best sex is always sloppy." was my brothers comment. "There's an old saying about how hotel maids can tell how good the sex was as they make up the beds. That's how they do it. The wetter the bed gets the better the sex was."
"Never mind the talking. Just keep on screwing."
So anyhow we screwed, we licked and sucked, we masturbated ourselves and each other. Later in the weekend I demonstrated Charlie to him."
Then Jill demonstrated it and since there have been threesomes. Some between Jill and Paul and I. Some between Jill and Charlie and I. And there have been twosomes between Jill and Paul and Jill and Babs and of course Charlie gets his share.
Paul and I have decided that for the moment that we are happy with the status quo. As to the future, who knows.
In conclusion, Becky and her sister are doing well together and Charlie seems to be handling his duties very nicely.
