Wife succumbs to crush on husbands brother

It was nearing the end of the night. I’ve had a few beers in me, and a celebratory shot for the birthday girl. Dinner was light yet filling. Chicken, bacon wrapped asparagus, and sweet potatoes. Simple and delicious. The first floor bathroom was regularly occupied from everyone imbibing a bit too much. A standard birthday dinner with my husbands family, it’s a shame he often missed these gatherings due to work. I head upstairs to pee and take a minute to reflect. It’s rare that family get togethers go so smoothly for most people. How lucky am I to marry into a family that is so like-minded and laid back. Drinks all around, silly banter, intellectual conversation. I pee, wash up and linger a minute in the bathroom, make sure there’s no food in my teeth, and check the time. 9:51. It was getting late, some would laze on the couches while others headed outside to enjoy a few more drinks. The best part of any night; taking the time to enjoy a gathering the way you want to. I step out of the bathroom and was a bit taken aback by my brother in law standing there. He was waiting I suppose, and probably just taking a mental break. He always sort of startled me, but in a good way. He was incredibly tall, and towered over me as I’m only about 5′ 2″. His voice was so deep that it almost had two tones. The deep bellow, and the strong vibration that emanated as he spoke. A full head of eye-catching red hair and a genuine huge smile always plastered on his face. Interacting with him was always all encompassing. Most people were drawn to him, and he was a natural performer. His presence was always distracting. He effortlessly takes command of a room, a character no doubt.
“Heyyyy!!!” He bellowed out. He pulled me in for a hug. He was a hugger, always friendly and took the time to mingle one on one with people when given the chance. He was a little drunk and obviously enjoying himself.
“Enjoying the evening little miss Eva?”
“Of course!” I blushed a little, I could never help it.
“It’s nice to have you around, you really bring everyone together!”
“Hey, thanks! I love being with you guys. Everyone’s always bound to have a good time!”
“You stickin around for a bit longer?” He asked.
“Probably just a while longer, regular day tomorrow, so I can’t get too crazy.” I said with a bashful smile.
“That’s too bad, everyone was just talking about heading down by the pond and having a bonfire.”
“Awe, that sounds awesome, I really shouldn’t get too carried away though.”
“Oh, come on!” He jested.
“Okay, one more drink, then I should head home.” I complied.
“Alright!” He said with a grin.

He stepped into the bathroom and I meandered further down the hallway admiring the artwork on the walls. It was nice to take a minute to be alone. I paused to admire a simple sketch of a woman. It looked like someone drew it in a figure drawing class. The woman was laying down on her side, her hips looked like rolling hills, and her hair strewn about. A beautiful and truly feminine piece. She had this distant yet connected look on her face. It’s almost as if she was floating.

I turned to head back downstairs and collided with my brother in law as he was leaving the bathroom. He grabbed me by the waist and held on so I didn’t fall over as I instinctually reached out and grabbed his back with one hand and chest with another.
“Hey! I’m walking here!” He teased.
We both let out a boisterous laugh and collected ourselves. He was still holding onto my waist and as I gazed up from his chest I suddenly felt pretty drunk. His smell was intoxicating and it took me a solid 10 seconds to realize we were kind of embracing each other. Oops.
I smiled up at him and said
“Alright, alright.” As to acknowledge this moment but let go of it. His hand slid down my waist and rested on my hips for a second in a more deliberate manner.
“Okay…” I said cautiously. I looked up at him and gave him a tender smile and raised my eyebrows as if to say ‘you know we can’t.’
He looked down at me knowingly and let his fiery gaze linger for a moment more.

I looked down and began to slowly step away as my heart was racing. I could see myself getting swept up in that mess and had to walk away before I had any more time to let my desire take ahold of me.
I almost felt like I was out of my body. I was deliberately trying to steady my breath and just keep moving. What almost just happened? I knew we had chemistry but always chalked it up to his flirty behavior, and mine as well. But I knew from his dating record that I was definitely his type. A petite yet curvy woman, with dark hair, alluring eyes and a great smile. I was a bit curvier than women he usually dated. Over the past few years my hips have gotten wider and my breasts always got wanted and unwanted attention. It’s far different from what I looked like as a teenager; I certainly was a woman now, and have found my own style and charm.

Right before I approached the stairwell I felt his hand grip my arm. Before I could react he spun me around and placed one hand on the small of my back and the other was holding on so tight to the hair at the base of my neck that my head tilted upwards towards his. He leaned over for a kiss and as I stretched as hard as I could to taste him, he stopped just before my mouth and let out a slight triumphant laugh. He knew I wanted it as bad as he did.

“You’re a naughty little girl, aren’t you?” He said in a hushed voice.
“Maybe.” I cooed and felt my legs start to tremble.
At that moment I finally succumbed to my desire. I began to let my hands wander his broad chest. He had a slender yet sturdy build. I always forget how naturally masculine he was. His large hands firmly still grasping at my long hair as his other hand began groping at my chest. He met my lustful gaze one last time and started kissing my neck surprisingly tenderly. My entire body was trembling and I felt my legs starting to get weak. He gripped me tighter and pulled me into him. I needed to kiss him and taste him, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I gained a little bit of composure and grabbed his face. He had a slight amount of stubble coming in and his lips were pursed out as if he were still pressed against me. He looked dazed and joyous; his hair already messy. A slight smirk on his face, he stared at my slightly spread lips as if he was finally going to take what he wanted.

I leaned in desperately to finally kiss him and he grabbed me gently by the neck which stopped me in my tracks. He led me up against the wall with a tender look and began kissing my neck again, but not nearly as gently as before. I let out a moan of desperation and he quickly covered my mouth with a firm hand as his lips started trailing all over and down to my chest. My breath was rapid and I felt as if I was losing track of where I was. He pulled himself from me and paused for a second. He stared at me with a stern look on his face and I began to question what he was thinking. Before I could say anything he grabbed my ass, lifted me into the air, and pulled my body onto him. I wrapped my legs around him and began to kiss his jaw line, then down to his neck, and back up to nibble on his ears. He was gripping my ass and thighs and slowly wandering towards the guest bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and I noticed his eyes wandering toward my upper thighs. My dress had ridden up and my lacy red underwear was clearly visible.
I paused for a moment and the reality of the situation hit me. He saw the hesitation in my eyes, climbed on top of me and sternly said “I can’t look back at this moment knowing I wasted my only opportunity to fuck you.”

I began to open my mouth to say something, I’m not sure what, as he started tracing his fingers on my lips. I was desperate to kiss him and pulled his fingers into my mouth, sucking, kissing, and moaning. I spread my legs and let him grind into me. I could feel his stiff cock in his jeans rubbing up against my clit. He eagerly pulled my tits out from the top of my dress giving them gentle kisses and rubbing his parted fingers against my nipples. We were both panting in pleasure as he lifted his head and looked into my eyes with lust. I caught my breath for a moment as he slowly leaned into me and let his lips graze mine. I parted my lips more, and let my tongue graze his mouth. He tightly gripped my jaw and began to pull me into his mouth, holding me back a bit to really savor the moment. He gently sucked on my bottom lip as I took his top lip into my mouth. We continued to slowly kiss for a moment; feeling every inch of each other. More and more my mouth opened wider, taking as much of him into me as I could. He tasted heavenly. His lips were soft, yet sturdy and powerful. His tongue grazed mine gently as we were breathing heavily into each other. He continued to grind into me and my hips responded to his like waves in the ocean. I couldn’t tell where my lips ended and his began. He raised his hips lightly off of me and I lifted my head slightly questioning why the fuck he would stop grinding into me, when I felt his hand reach down and slowly slide my panties to the side. I arched my back, aching with pleasure and moaned as he slowly teased my pussy lips. I know he could tell how wet I was, because he eagerly pushed two fingers inside me. I let out a slight gasp of how good it felt to finally have a part of him penetrate me. He looked up at me with a huge grin on his face. He seemed very pleased with himself. He started out slowly, teasing me again. I was squirming and desperate for more, and it was quite obvious. He picked up the pace and preemptively placed a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans. He stopped for a moment, his fingers still inside me, but motionless, and his hand still placed over my mouth. He slowly lifted his fingers from my lips and began to trace his fingers along my mouth again.
“Oh my god…” I panted.
He gazed back up at me, waiting.
“Oh my god… Please fuck me. Please. I need you to fuck me.” I begged.
“That’s all I was waiting to hear, you naughty little girl.”
He finally pulled my panties all the way down and threw them onto the floor. I immediately started grasping at his shirt, eager to feel the rest of him. I ripped my dress off all the way as pulled his jeans down. I could see his large cock stiffening even more under his briefs. We locked eyes again as I kneeled on the bed and slowly moved towards him. I didn’t want to waste any more time and went right for his dick. I began stroking him over his briefs, and kissing his chest and breathing his scent in. I slowly pulled his underwear down as his cock sprang out. I quickly wrapped my lips around the tip and started sucking, bobbing my head up and down, further and further down the shaft with each motion, before taking all of him into my mouth. I held still for a moment and let him thrust into me; gently at first, then quickly picking up the pace as he began fucking my face. At this point I was literally dripping wet and could feel my juices flowing down my inner thigh. I pulled myself off of him and looked up at him. He was breathing rapidly and biting his lip. I straddled him and he slowed his breathing instantly, grabbed on to me and flipped me over. I spread my legs for him as he gently rubbed his cock head all over my pussy until I was begging for it again. “Please fuck me! Please!”

He lowered himself and I purred at the feel of his weight on me. At that moment I let go of all inhibitions. I thought for a second of the repercussions but didn’t give a damn. I just needed him to fuck me.

He started kissing me again, this time extremely aggressive, nibbling on my lips as I slowly became lost in ecstasy at the feel of his dick gently teasing my pussy while he incessantly kissed me. Just as I least expected it, he slowly slid his dick into me, trying to hold me still so I can take in every inch. My stomach dropped and I let out a loud moan as I was finally filled up with all of his cock.
He glanced at me and whispered in a deep voice “Now you have to be a good girl for me and keep quiet.”
I nodded vigorously, desperate for him not to stop. He began slowly thrusting into me, making sure to get as deep as he could every time. He wrapped his lips around mine to make sure I wasn’t making too much noise. I tried my hardest to keep my composure but quickly found myself panting into him and dragging my lips across his. He noticed me losing myself and began to slow his pace, but I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him as deep into me as I could as he let out a deep moan.
“You really needed me to fuck you good, huh?” He whispered in my ear.
“Yes.” I pleaded.

He then started fucking me harder, and grinding into me more. I could feel my clit swell with pleasure as I rocked my hips into his, as my pussy gripped his cock.
“I’m so close!” I said in a soft, desperate voice.
He wrapped his hand around my neck to make sure I was quiet, and began grinding into me with a hard steady motion, with no signs of stopping. My muffled moans were becoming more guttural and crazed. He stared into my gasping face and began tenderly kissing me. With his hands around my throat I couldn’t respond much, but I think that’s what he wanted. My lips slightly parted and my tongue eager to taste him, he teased me and took what he wanted when he wanted. Still fucking me deep and hard he loosened his grip around my throat.
“I’m about to cum! I’m gonna fucking cum!” I begged.

In one quick motion he sat up in the bed and grabbed me by the hips.
“Come here.” He demanded.
I straddled his lap and wrapped my legs around his back, and moaned as he penetrated me again. With me sitting on top of him, and him still in a seated position, I could grind into him a little more as his hands roamed my body. He began grabbing my ass I slowly bounced on his hard dick. We slowed our pace a little and he spread my pussy lips and ass apart with every thrust, making sure to fill me up with every motion. I slowly began rocking on him with a steady grind. I never let him get too close to exiting me and made sure my clit was pressed up against him. This time I didn’t need to let him know I was close. I grabbed him by a tuft of hair and pulled his face into me and began kissing him again. Each kiss more desperate and eager as the last. My lips were everywhere and I couldn’t get enough. He kept one hand on my ass steadily thrusting into me as I rode him, as I felt his other hand creep up my waist and graze my breasts. He slowly wrapped his hand around my throat getting tighter and tighter with each thrust. His grip so strong that it felt as if he were lifting me off of him and back down on to him by my neck. I was seconds from cumming and I felt the bed soaked beneath us.
I looked down at him, his mouth slightly open, his eyes crazily trying to catch a glimpse of every inch of my body as he fucks me; his mouth occasionally grazing my nipples. He noticed me looking at him and locks eyes with me. His gaze becoming stern and serious as he whispers deeply “cum for me.” Then let’s out a sly smile.

I shudder and in seconds begin to climax. I could barely hold myself up on him as my legs begin to shake and I feel the initial contraction of the beginning of my orgasm.
“Oh, fuck!” I cried out as he placed his hand over my mouth with a grin. He holds me in place quickening his pace as my pussy contracts around his dick. He slows down finally as the peak of my orgasm reaches so I can keep cumming. My pussy contracting harder and harder, then thrusts as deep into me as possible as I continue to cum and bask in him filling me all the way up as I finish. I finally collapse my weight onto him and began to feel the aftershocks of my orgasm. The contractions slowly ease up and I begin to shake a bit. My body is nearly in shock because of how hard I came. He lifts my head from his shoulder and begins to gently kiss my cheeks and my jaw, then my lips. He lets out a sweet laugh at the sight of me being so spent.
Still inside me, he begins thrusting again, as I let out another small gasp. I didn’t think I could keep going, but in seconds I’m beginning to think I can’t stop again.
I paused and whispered in his ear,
“What else are you gonna do to me?”

He grabbed me by my hair and lifted my face away from him and gave me a mischievous look. He laid me back down onto the bed and flipped me over so that I was laying on my stomach, and pulled my ass into the air. I was expecting him to start teasing me again, but instead he immediately thrusts into my pussy. I bite my lip in order to keep quiet, and glance back at him. His face is serious and his eyes are wild. He grabs me by the hips and begins to pound away. My hands are gripping anything I can find as I bury my face into a pillow to muffle the sounds. He continues to fuck me harder and harder as his hands find my way to my waist to make sure he’s as deep in me as he can get. He begins to groan and his breathing becomes rapid and choppy.
“Get over here.” He sputters.
He pulls out of me as I quickly turn to face him, he grabs his dick and a handful of my hair to keep my head steady. I look up at him and push out my lips. He begins fucking my mouth ever so slightly and rubbing his dick all over my cheeks and chin, when a huge blast of cum shoots over my head and into my hair. He is moaning rather loudly as he continues to cum, getting the rest all over my face and lips, and slowly stroking himself to completion into my mouth, as I swallow every drop he can give me. He slides his dick all the way into my mouth one final time and collapses onto the bed.
I grab my dress and rub the remaining cum onto the inside of the clothing to get rid of the last of the evidence and collapse onto his chest. We are silent for a second, and then begin to erratically giggle. What the fuck just happened? That was insane. I climb on top of him and he pulls me in to give me another passionate kiss. I draw back and we look at each other with a sad knowing look.
“You know we can’t ever do that again, right?” I asked.
“I know.” He nods, with a defeated look on his face.
The severity of the situation had finally hit us. We can’t go back now. I desperately wanted to keep kissing him, but I also hated myself for what I had done.
“No one can know.” I said nervously.
“I know, I know.” He assured me.
He pulled me in for one last kiss as a single tear rolled down my cheek.
He wiped it away and gave me a solemn smile.
“I better head home, Chris will be off work in about an hour and I wanna be there before he gets there… Can you tell everyone I left a while ago?” I asked.
“No problem.”
“What are you going to tell everyone you were doing for the past half hour?”
He shrugged, “I dunno, poopin or something.”
We both had a good chuckle and shared a final look. A heart achingly sad, guilty, and bewildered look. The kind of look that one would only have after having the best sex of their life with their husbands brother.

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