**This is a long story. If that isn’t your thing, please move on.
It has taken what seems like a long time for me to tell this story. I can’t tell you why. I’ll outline the basic players here. My wife Lisa and I are in our mid 40’s. We have two children and at time of this story they were 6th and 8th graders. Lisa of course is absolutely gorgeous and does a fabulous job taking care of herself. Long black hair, dark eyes, 5’ 4”, size 8, 34C bust. I am average at best. We are both highly sexual people and have partaken in several threesomes and several stag/vixen situations over the years when the opportunity has arisen. In fact, we always say we are going to pursue that a bit further but time constraints really hinder the whole “lifestyle” thing for us. We still have an extraordinarily strong sex life. That is the basic layout of my wife and I.
My wife Lisa has a slutty mouth. There is really no other way to put it. To give you some examples; we can be in a grocery store and she’ll pick out a random guy looking at tomatoes and start whispering to me. She’ll ask if I mind if she fucks this guy. She’ll tell me she is curious as to how big his cock gets and if he is a regular cummer or if his load could put out a fire. So this kind of stuff. And it is all to get me wound up and it works well to be honest. Two minutes after this we will run into one of her coworkers and she turns it off as fast as it came on. Talking and yaking with them like she’s this innocent little wife. I love it!
As far as the family I come from, I have a brother named Don who is a year older than me. I also have a sister, Julie, who is ten years younger than me. As you can imagine, Julie has never been told no from the day she was born. This has produced the biggest bitch you can possibly imagine. It is an absolute chore to be around her even in short bursts. She is the most entitled person and I actually avoid her when possible. That said, one thing she did do right was finding a mate. Julie’s husband Pete has to be one of the nicest guys you could ever meet. He’s always willing to visit or partake in whatever is going on. He never complains, is always upbeat, and is quite the opposite of his wife. It kind of makes get-togethers with them weird. Pete couldn’t be more enjoyable to be around and Julie couldn’t be more of a pain in the ass. As far as the dynamic between those two, he just takes her shit. She bitches and complains and he does what he can within reason to quiet her down. I roll my eyes a lot when around the two of them. At the time of this story, they also have two children. Their son is 4 years old and their daughter is 9 months old.
Every July, my parents have held a little family reunion. They retired early and have a large home on a lake with quite a bit of property. They designate the reunion week a year in advance so there is no excuses of not being able to make it. Their house is fairly large but Lisa and I opt to pull our camper there for the week and sleep in that instead. We don’t hook the water up so we still have to do our bathroom stuff in the house. Works well and spreads out the crowd a little bit. And also gives us a bit of privacy.
Our children are roughly the same ages as my brother’s three so our kids sleep in the house so they can have cousin time. They get along well.
This year’s get together started out like all the others I thought. The weather forecast called for a hot dry week which was perfect. We pulled out camper up Friday morning and were all set up by early afternoon when my siblings showed up.
Don was his normal casual self. His kids had grown like crazy since I last saw them. Julie was her normal complainy self. She looked kinda haggard but two young kids are tough, I get it. Pete had on his usual chipper smile and visiting with everyone. So everything was under way and “normal” I’d say.
At the conclusion of the first evening after sitting around the campfire, Lisa and I gave our kids the rules about getting some sleep and not keeping the whole house up all night especially with my sister’s little ones around. Lisa and I returned to the camper and readied for bed. I could tell Lisa seemed a little lost in thought so I asked her about it. Normally, if she has a slutty thought she can’t wait to spill it but she was kinda ho-hum. Finally, she revealed she had been thinking about Pete a bit…like sexually. I was a little knocked out of balance by it. I mean….he’s almost like a brother. But Lisa explained what got her thinking about him.
She said, “You know damn well your sister doesn’t put out. And he’s young. You remember what it was like to be his age? He needs to ejaculate every day and maybe even more than once a day.”
Then she somewhat trailed off in thought. I’m usually up for her antics but this was going to take some thinking for me. We are total perverts but it is like thinking about Pete crosses some kind of line.
We went to sleep and I wondered if Lisa would just can any ideas by morning. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
I woke up a little later than usual Saturday morning as it was approaching 7:30. I remembered Lisa had been rummaging around the camper pretty early as she usually goes on a run early in the day to try to beat the heat of the day.
I threw on a t shirt and was on my phone looking at work emails when Lisa entered the camper. She locked the door behind her. Without looking up I said, “Good morning babe! How was the run?” I heard her mumble something then she told me to follow her. I did as told. We entered the bedroom of the camper. She was still in her running outfit but was carrying a fresh towel and change of clothes. She set those down carefully and started to pull off her skin tight running pants. I continued to watch her finish removing her panties. She held her panties up for my inspection. They were completely drenched and smelled of deep arousal. Lisa removed her sports bra and was now completely naked. She lay down on the bed in front of me and demanded, “cock, now!”
By now I was also naked and rock hard. As I slid into her very slick vagina she let out a moan that came from her soul.
She said, “I saw it!”
Confused, I continued my slow strokes as I tried to figure out what the hell she had witnessed. Finally I asked for her to explain.
Lisa replied, “I got back from my run and came back in here. You were still sleeping. I was guessing everyone in the house was to. Grabbed my things to go shower and thought I would use the bathroom upstairs. I just walked into it without making much noise or anything and there was Pete. Standing there fiddling with the shower knobs. Dave…..his cock is so big! I just stopped in my tracks and stared at that beautiful cock! My God Dave, I want it! I want him inside my pussy!”
At this point, I had a lot of questions I needed answered but I was to turned on to spend any time on them. Lisa’s pussy was literally spewing a frothy mix of her juices onto my shaft. Sometimes her mouth gets the best of me and it did just that here. I pumped my cum as deep as I could reach in her. Of course, she was begging me to fill her pussy the whole time. Telling me how she planned to spread her legs for Pete’s cock. Telling me his cum could fill a quart jar. Everything she could think of to send me over the edge.
After it was over, we were both sweaty and covered in semen, pussy juices, and maybe a bit of shame. We were panting in the afterglow of what is usually a “cool down” time. The sex talk melts into something more loving.
Lisa was the first to speak, “I’m serious Dave. You need to start wrapping your head around me fucking Pete. Because I don’t know if I can handle a week of being around that big dick and not trying it out.”
She was looking for approval from me. I understood that. But I also think she would have forged ahead with or without my approval. I told her that as long as my sister was in the dark, have at it.
I did ask her about the rest of the exchange in the bathroom. She said she was so focused at looking at his dick, she didn’t notice him looking at her. When she finally realized it, she gave him a wry smile and slowly backed out through the door. She said he did not flinch standing there with his big dick for all to see. Lisa thought out loud, “I mean…when is the last time you went into a bathroom and didn’t at least close the door? It is as though he was wanting somebody to walk in.”
*Let me know if this story is worth a shit so far. I’ll post a part 2 if there is interest. Thank you for reading it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s11cb7/our_annual_reunion_mf_part_1