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I was lying in bed reading when Terry walked in from the bathroom. I looked up from my book to see her standing and running a brush through her hair. She was naked, and just looking at her ass had my cock on the rise. She put the brush down and slid into bed. I was tempted at the request of my hard cock to make love to her.
I went back to concentrating on the book I was reading. She picked up a magazine and started leafing quickly through the pages. She looked nervous.
“Anything wrong? You look like you're going to tear the pages off of that magazine.”
I watched as she put the book down on her lap, stared ahead for some time before turning her head to look at me.
“I need you to do me a favor.”
“Sure. If I can. What is it?”
She hesitated, turning to stare straight ahead again. I was beginning to worry that something was really bad.
“It will be alright if you don't want to do it. I'll certainly understand.”
“Well, I can't say no if I don't know what it is. You’ve got me a little worried, so I'd appreciate it if you just asked me.”
Again, silence. Then suddenly she turned her whole body, letting the sheet fall to her waist. I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful breasts. Then finally she let it out.
“I want you to fuck my sister.”
Now it was my turn to stare straight ahead. It took me a minute to wrap my mind around her request. I thought about the fuck-my-sister stories read on erotic story sites. I put my book down, looked at her, and said, “Ah, Did I hear you right? you want me to fuck your sister?”
“Yes, I do. And I don't. You know what I mean.”
“I'm not sure what you mean. Why don't you try explaining it to me? Why would you want me to fuck your sister? She has a husband.”
Again she sat there, and I could almost hear the wheels turning. While she lay there, I tried to think away from the reason why she would ask me to do something like this. I couldn't come up with anything, so I had to wait. I was just about to tell her to either shit or get off the pot when she decided to talk.
“You know that Bob and Cynthia are having a bad time. He's become so demanding of her, and so possessive. He won't let her go to the store alone. He won't give her car keys.”
“I knew they were having problems, but I didn't know they were that bad. Even so, what has that got to do with me screwing her?”
“When he goes to work, she calls me, and we talk. She opened up with me today. He hasn't touched her physically in weeks. He touches her emotionally. He has her brainwashed into believing that she is nothing. That he won’t have sex with her because she’s a cold fish in bed. He’s even hinted that he’s getting it elsewhere.”
“Ouch! That’s not good for her ego. Let me see if I can read your mind. You want me to fuck her so she’ll get her self-confidence back, and feel like a woman again. Ahh, like somebody wants her. Is that close?”
“Yeah, that’s pretty much it. It’s a little more complicated than that, but you get the drift.”
“Now, won’t she feel bad about fucking her brother-in-law?”
“If she feels that bad about it, you won’t be able to seduce her anyway.”
“Hey, wait. Do you mean you want me to seduce her? What makes you think that she’ll even entertain something like that?”
“We’ve been talking, remember? She needs a man to fuck her and make her feel like she’s a woman again. That and that she’s always had the hots for you. Remember when I picked you up at the harborside that night?”
“Yeah, when we first met. You were with her and Gretchen. You’re the one that sat down and asked me why I looked so down. The rest is history, as they say.”
“Well, before I talked to you, my sister and I talked about which one of us was going to put the make on you.”
“You mean that I could have been bonking your sister instead of you all these years?”
“Yep. If she had won that coin toss, I would be she now.”
“You mean you flipped a coin for me?
“We both saw you at the same time, and we started walking for that empty seat next to you. Cyn was the one that thought of the toss. She lost.”
She laughed and my mind went off to another world.
“She’s always been envious of me for getting you. Remember when I invited you for dinner and she was there?”
“I thought that I had the wrong day or something.”
“She was there for protection. I didn’t know you and didn’t want to go it alone, so I invited Cynthia. After I knew that you wouldn’t hurt me, I told her to leave. Well. Remember the phone ringing at 3 in the morning waking us? That was her asking if we fucked and how you were in the sack.”
“Well, I hope I got a raving review.”
“Oh, yeah. I’ll never forget that night, and neither will my sister. She always brings it up that it could have been her in that bed with you. I never should have told her all the juicy details.”
“What!! What did you tell her?”
“I plead the fifth.”
“OK, we’ve established that she’s still got the hots for me. What makes you think that I’ll be able to seduce her into climbing in bed with me?”
“She’s ripe for the picking. She said that if she had the chance, she would fuck you in a heartbeat, and tell me all about it after.”
“Alright, so how do you envision this caper going down?”
“Simple. We go for a weekend on our boat. You know how much she loves going out with us, well, you’ll have plenty of chances and I’ll help as much as I can. In the shape she’s in, I don’t think it will take much.”
I tried to take it all in. The only question that came to mind was, “So how will you take it if you hear your sister and me making all the noise in the boat fucking?”
“Oh, crap. I’m getting horny just thinking about it.”
She did not attempt to hide the fact that she opened your legs and started fingering her clit.
“Well, I was thinking of making your fantasy come true about having a threesome.”
“Wait! Do you want to have sex with your sister?"
Again, she stared straight ahead, thinking hard. “Alright, I guess if this is to be, then I have to tell you something.”
I had a feeling but wanted her to tell it.
“When my sister and I were about sixteen and seventeen years old, we played around with each other. It got pretty involved. It was never anyone else, just the two of us. We tried everything we heard about from the other girls. Then my sister started dating, and she would come home and tell me all about what happened. My sister turned into quite the slut. When my mom and dad would go out on a Friday night, she would bring a boy home and let me watch them make out. I was witness to her losing her cherry.”
I had a glass cutter under the sheet listening to her. If she went on much longer, I was going to blow a hole in it.
“Did you ever join your sister in a threesome?”
“No, but I lost my virginity to her fingers and I had my first orgasm at the same time.”
She pushed the sheet off herself with her foot and continued to frig herself hard. I couldn’t take anymore and moved on top of her. She wrapped her arms around me and I slid into her smoothly. She was so wet that there was no friction at all. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and I didn’t think she would either.
“I want to watch you cum! Cum on my tits! Cover me with your hot sperm!”
I just about pulled out and aimed my steel pipe before I blasted a shot that hit her right between the eyes. She flinched but continued to rub her clit fast and hard. When I pulled the trigger the second time, she was right with me in cumming. Her body shook so much that I didn’t hit her tits at all with the rest of my load.
We came down out of the clouds, and when we caught our breath, she said, “I hope you don’t think bad of me for doing what I did with my sister, but I feel better knowing that you know.”
“What I think is that you did what every kid with a sibling either does or wishes they had done, so don’t worry about me.”
She rolled over and gave me a wet kiss. “Thank you for being so understanding. I knew there was a good reason for marrying you. So, will you do it?”
I laughed and then said, “Yes, I’ll fuck your sister. It’ll be a hardship, but I’ll muddle my way through it.”
She punched me in the stomach before getting up to take a shower. I started to think about fucking Cynthia and started to get hard again.
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Nothing more was said about it for over a week when one day she came in from having lunch with her sister. I was watching something on TV when she sat on my lap.
“My sister is a wreck. She looks like she’s 100. I told her that we were going out this weekend and she was coming along. She tried to say no, but I wouldn’t hear it. She tried to tell me that she doesn’t even have a bathing suit, so I told her that we were going shopping today. Is there any room on the credit card?”
I just conceded and told her to do what she had to. I got a hug and a kiss for that one.
It rolled around to Thursday, and we were packing last-minute things.
“I’m going down to the boat tomorrow morning early. I need to check out a few things. I’ll pick-up the booze on the way and put some on ice.”
“I’m taking a ride over to my sister’s right now. I want to make sure that she’s going to come tomorrow, and I better not run into that asshole of a husband of hers.”
So, off she went. I did some work around the house, and a couple of hours later she came home… with her sister. Seems her asshole of a husband had kicked her out of the house. So, now I had two women crying.
“So, what do we do now?” I asked my wife.
“She's going to have to stay here. She's going to need a lawyer, a divorce lawyer.”
“I just want to know if we're still going out this weekend.”
I didn't get an answer right away, but after a little prodding, I was able to find out that we were going. There was a little tension for the rest of the day. We put Cynthia up in our guest room; seems all she had were the clothes she walked in with. Terry had to outfit her. It was a good thing they were both about the same size.
I was up as always before my wife. I made a pot of coffee and was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying my coffee when two women walked in. They looked a little worse for wear.
“I hate to say this so early in the morning, but you do look like shit. Did you get any sleep at all?”
“Not really. We were up most of the night talking.”
“Well, I’m heading out to the boat now. What time do you ladies plan on being there?”
“We’ll be there no later than nine. How’s that sound?”
I told her that was fine, and I left for the boat. I was surprised there was no traffic, so I made it early. That gave me more than enough time to get everything done. I had a beer because somewhere in this world, it’s noon.
They showed up a little after nine and Terry had to get one of the dock boys to help unload the car.
Terry told me that she would take care of below, and I could get going if I wanted to, so I did. I was out in the bay at a slow pace. It would take about an hour to get to Newport, where we would stay for the night.
I was just pulling in when the ladies came up onto the bridge. I almost ran into another boat. They were both wearing the smallest of bikinis that I’ve ever seen. Both white, and the contrast between that and the dark skin they both had, was an eyeful.
“Holy crap! I can’t tell you how great you both look. Please don’t take this wrong, Cyn, but you must have lost weight. You look fantastic."
I had her blushing. “Thanks, Chuck. Yeah, I lost some. This BS with Bob has taken my appetite away.”
“Well, dear sister, don’t let it go too far.”
She didn’t answer, but I knew that Terry would take care of her. I had to push a little.
“You might as well be naked wearing those suits.”
Cynthia came back with, “There are too many boats around for that right now.”
This could be easier than I thought.
The girls were in the galley fixing things for dinner. I got the grill out and started it so it could get hot.
“We all having hamburgers?” I asked. My reply was a loud yes. Cyn set the table and we sat down and enjoyed a wonderful meal under the stars. After we finished and the girls had cleared the deck and cleaned the galley, we just sat on the back deck and the silence was deafening.
Then Terry said, “Anyone like a refill?
I said yes, and she went in to get it. Cyn said, “Thanks for inviting me. It sure is peaceful here. I needed this.”
“Yes, from what your sister is telling me, you and Bob are not going to make it.”
“You're right. I just can’t take any more of his controlling me. it’s bad when you have to sneak out of your own house.”
It was hard to focus when the twin to your wife is sitting right next to you. Cynthia has a little larger chest size but other than that, they are the same. Terry came back and the first thing I noticed is that she took off her top. Not that it was hiding anything but her nipples, but now the two things that can cause her a lot of pleasure were naked. Her nipples were hard.
"Chuck, you mind being alone for a few minutes? Girl talk.”
“Sure, I’m not going anywhere.”
They went into the main salon and closed the slider. I could see them take a seat at the bar, and Terry got two wines. I saw some fast arm motions and Terry looked like she was frustrated.
Then I saw a sight that started my cock growing. Terry stood up and went between Cyn’s legs. She reached around her and her top came off. Then they hugged each other and went into a more than friendly kiss. I don’t get that anymore.
When they got up and came out, I tried to make like I didn’t see anything, but my hard cock was giving me away. They couldn’t come out without tops or we would get arrested, but Terry waved me in. She had a beer ready for me.
“Liked what you saw?” She looked down. “I guess you did.”
She sat me down between them on a bar stool. I was between two beautiful topless ladies. My hard cock didn't go unnoticed.
Terry asked, “Are we going for dinner? If we are, then we have to get ready. If not, then I’m going to suck your cock so my sister can watch.”
“Well, I hate to say this, but I’m hungry, so if we can find a place without a long wait, let's do it. I’ll take a rain check for a couple of hours.”
The girls went in to take a shower. I knew I wasn't going to have any hot water, so I grabbed a towel and went up to the Yacht Club to take mine. When I got back, the girls were sitting at the bar doing their hair.
“We should be ready in about half an hour. How about getting us some wine, please?”
I served them their wine, got changed, and went out to sit on the deck. It was more than a half-hour before they came out. “I didn't know we were going formal.” Terry had on a black blouse with a button-down white shirt. She was carrying her heels. Cynthia had a summer dress on. Sleeveless short button-down front with flowers. Both women were wearing stockings, but I don't think either one had a bra on.
We walked down the dock and I felt good with a good-looking woman on each arm. We were fortunate enough to find a restaurant with only a short wait. We sat at their outside bar while we waited. I stood between the two girls with a hand on each of their thighs.
“You can put your hand up higher. We're married.”
I took her advice, and let my hand wander over her stocking top to bare flesh. I knew she wanted me to go further, but there were people all around us. I looked at her sister, and she was staring at where my hand was.
My wife had that glossy look in her eyes that tells me she's horny. She didn't surprise me when she said, “Higher, your hand, higher!”
Just then, they called us. I knew my wife was disappointed, but I figured the longer she stayed on the edge, the better off it would be for me.
We were at the restaurant for about an hour. The food was fantastic. We left the restaurant and Cynthia asked if we could take a walk around. It was a beautiful night. I walked with my arms around each of them. Terry got a little playful, and when she thought no one was looking, she would rub my cock through my pants.
We got back to the boat, I made drinks, and we sat outside on the deck. It was getting late, so the crowd was dispersing. The noise was starting to quiet.
Terry came over and sat on my lap. She didn't forget, and said, “Higher.”
Now that I had some privacy, I ran my hand from her ankle up to her calf, over her thigh, and back to the bare flesh. She opened her legs wider and when I went higher, I felt her bare pussy.
As soon as I felt it, she shivered and moaned. She was wet. She was horny. I fingered her clit, which brought out a bigger reaction.
I glanced over at Cynthia to see her watching us. She had that same glossy look. I teased my wife for a while before she said out loud, “I’m so fucking horny right now. C'mon, sis. Let's go in. You wait here for ten minutes, then come in. Oh, and be naked. Preferably with a hard-on.”
I watched them walk into the boat hand in hand, and I had a feeling about where they were going. It was getting to be showtime. I waited the obligatory ten minutes before going to the cabin. I slowly opened the door.
I was greeted with a subtle hint of cannibus. There was one lamp lit over the headboard.
“You’re not naked. Get naked and sit in that chair. You can jerk off, but you better not cum.”
They were lying in the middle of the bed with Cyn in Terry's arms. They waited for me to do what she told me to and then they kissed.
I was looking at two people that loved each other. They were using me as justification. TheyTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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