Hey readers! You don’t have to read part 1 if you don’t want to. This one stands on it’s own.
In part 1, I explained how my wife dared me to briefly, but passionately, kiss Anna, the drop-dead-gorgeous Latvian wife of my identical twin brother. My wife and Anna are best friends and Anna spends most days at our house while we work from home. My twin brother is a jerk and treats Anna horribly. My wife gets turned on by Anna’s attraction to me. At this point, my wife had just found out she was pregnant with our first child.
Anna was so happy for us to be pregnant. The girls went out to lunch almost every day that week, which they loved to do whenever they wanted to talk about “girl things”. One evening as we were brushing our teeth together, my wife told me thst Anna wished she could be pregnant, too. She and my brother had never used birth control during their 18 month marriage, but, still, didn’t have any luck. And, without a child, my brother could divorce with very little monetary support, which would force her to return to Latvia. Apparantly, my jerk-of-a-brother had been threatening to do it if she didn’t get pregnant because he wanted to “try with another woman”.
“That’s so fucked up,” I said.
“I know!” said my wife. “He thinks he can just bring her across the world and use her like a tool, then send her back like she was a piece of merchandise? And I’ll bet he’s the one whose sterile. He’s never even been tested.”
“Yeah, I feel so bad for her,” I said.
“Anna’s part of our family now,” my wife said. “No matter what!”
The girls kept spending a lot of time together. One afternoon, she came home from a lunch with an uncontrollable grin. She did that sometimes when she was planning a surprise, or, as she liked to put it, a happy secret. I asked her what was up, and she just shrugged it off saying that I would find out soon. She asked to go to bed early and we didn’t make love, even though it had already been a couple days since the last time.
The next morning, my wife woke me up and laid on top of me. Her slim body felt so good pressing up against me. I had an instant erection.
“I need to run some errands today,” she said, “and I won’t be back for a few hours. I’ve set up a surprise for you–a really, really good surprise. Like, the best one you’ve ever had in your whole life.”
“Wow, that’s amazing! Thank you, babe. I can’t wait to see what it is.”
“So, I know it’s going to be really, really surprising for you and you might not think that I want you to enjoy it, but, I’m totally serious that you have 100% of my permission to completely indulge yourself without holding back in the slightest. You deserve it!”
“Babe…I’m speechless. Thanks!”
I tried to pull her in to kiss her, thinking that i could seduce her and we could have sex before work, but she said she was going to be late. She hopped off the bed and was out the door five minutes later.
I was feeling sexually frustrated and confused. “Usually she likes making love in the morning,” I thought. “And what’s up with this surprise she was talking about.”
I did some exercise, showered, dressed, and got a little to eat before I went into my office to start work.
I heard the front door open and I went to check it out. It was Anna. She was wearing a tank top and yoga pants and was carrying a small bag. Her hair was in large, wavy curls that bounced when she walked.
“Hi Anna! Did you get a new hairdo? It looks great!”
“Thank you!” She said with a slight accent. She leaned in for a hug and we held each other tight. She was wearing perfume and it smelled amazing! It wasn’t a flowery smell, it was more complex and attractive. I wanted to hold her longer.
She let go and I told her that my wife was doing some errands and that she would be back in a couple hours. She smiled and waved as she walked to our bedroom where she normally liked to hang out and watch TV.
I went back to work. It was really pointless stuff that wasn’t really urgent. I was getting bored, then I heard Anna opening the door to my office.
“What are you working on?” she asked.
“Nothing important. It’s really boring,” I said without looking away from the computer.
She walked up behind me and rested her hands on my shoulders. “It looks interesting,” she said. “You’re must be really smart!”
I chuckled and shook my head. I stopped for a moment to stretch–reaching my arms up and arching by back. I accidentally bumped Anna’s hands a bit.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. I turned to look at her. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her clothes were different.
I spun the chair around. She was wearing a red, silk, baby doll chemise that hung loosely from spaghetti straps on her delicate shoulders. Her big breasts were loose and bouncy under the smooth fabric, the top of her boobs totally exposed and her hard nipple poking out from the outfit. The lingerie hugged her small waist and hips, but stopped at the top of her legs, just enough to cover her pussy.
I was shocked and my heart started racing. I tried to speak, “Wh…what are y…”
She started shaking. I hadn’t noticed how nervous she was. I stood up and put my hands on her shoulders to steady her.
“What’s all this about?” I asked.
She frowned and looked like she was going to cry. She laid her face in the crook of my neck and hugged me tight. God, it felt good! And there was the perfume again. One of her spaghetti straps fell off her shoulder.
She didn’t cry, but she was breathing very hard. Her breasts squeezed against me every time she inhaled. “I’ve been so attracted to you for so long. I want you to kiss me again.”
I almost protested, but it felt so good when she slid her cheek against mine and kissed my lips. I craddles the back of her head and her ringlets danced as we made out.
She lifted one leg and wrapped it around me. I slid my hand up and down her back over the silk gown. She put a hand on my chest. I caressed her ass and the chemise rose up a bit. I felt bare skin. No panties.
“What the fuck!” I thought. It was the first actual thought I had since we started kissing. But, I didn’t stop, of course. Then it hit me. “I’m such an idiot. This is what my wife was talking about. She wants me to have sex with Anna.”
If my wife was okay with it, then I was okay giving my enthusiastic consent. But, then there was my brother. He would be pissed!
She started untucking and unbuttoning my shirt. “Anna,” I said in-between kisses, “what about your husband?”
“Don’t think about him. This is just about you and me.” She pulled my shirt off. “I’m attracted to you.” She loosened my pants. “You’re attracted to me.” She let my pants fall to the floor. I was standing in my boxers and she was still hugging and kissing me.
“Let’s just do what we both want to do,” she said.
She pushed me on the chair. Her chemise fell down on one side and I saw one full, beautiful breast for the first time.
She knelt down on the floor and pulled down my boxers. I was as hard as a tree trunk.
“God!” she said. “You cock is so much bigger than your brother’s. I didn’t believe it.”
She gently started stroking and kissing my cock, spitting on it for lubrication. I felt my soul rise to heaven. It was a sloppy, firm, sensual blow job. She could suck me in so deep, and her tongue pressed against my shaft just right.
I felt like I was about to cum, but then she stopped. She stood up and sat down on my lap facing me with her legs straddled around my body.
She pulled up her chemise a bit so that my crotch would rest against her crotch. I could feel her wet pussy against the shaft of my cock, but it just slid in the groove of her labia without penetrating her vagina. She started rocking very softly and kissing me on the lips again. I felt her bare breast against the skin of my chest for the first time.
My dick was pressing against her clit and she started moaning a little. I felt like I was going to last a lot longer now, so I started trusting a little with her rhythm so that it rubbed her clit even more. She moaned louder.
We grinded together like that for several minutes. I wanted to show her how good it could feel to really make love. The other strap of her chemise fell off her shoulder and the whole gown dropped to her waist, fully exposing her plump breasts. I caressed both of them with one hand while I steadied her back with the other.
She started breathing harder and so did I. In a moment, she wailed loudly and slumped forward onto my chest, absorbing the orgasm for about a minute.
“Oh my God,” she said, panting. “That felt so…fucking…good!”
Her slender body felt so good resting on my chest. I caressed her bare back softly.
By this point, I figured I knew what this was all about and I was willing to go for it. “Anna, do want me to get you preg…”
“Don’t talk about it, just do it!”
I lifted her little body out of the office and into the bedroom. I was breathing hard when I threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her.
Her eyes lit up the moment my cock entered her pussy. She wasn’t really tight–but she was snug and wet. We made out while I slowly glided back and forth inside of her.
It had been three days since I had slept with my wife, and my cock wanted a release so bad, but it just felt so good that I wanted it to last longer. I tried to slow down.
“I want your sperm so badly,” whispered Anna. “Give it to me.”
My wife told me to indulge. I let myself indulge. All the pent up cum gushed out of me as my cocked throbbed up and down deep inside her pussy. Each throb must have let out a full ounce of cum.
“Oh my GOD!” she said. “I can feel it pulsing. Your cock expanded inside me.”
This orgasm was twice as long as my usual orgasms. I held it there, my head flying in clouds of pure ecstacy, until I came back to reality.
I looked at her. She was so beautiful, totally naked, her arms grabbing the muscles on my back, my dick still inside of her. I pulled out and a gush of white cum came out.
I laid down next to her.
“I wish I could fuck you every day,” she said.
A rush of guilt swept over me. What had I just done?
I started putting my pants back on. “Could we do it again?” she asked.
I didn’t answer. I started buttoning my shirt and walking out the door of the bedroom. I needed to get out.
I stopped. My wife was in the hallway.
“Why are you home early?” I asked.
“Why are you buttoning your shirt?” she asked.
I froze. What did she mean? Didn’t she know what we were doing? She gave her permission.
“I was…” I mubbled, pointing behind me with my thumb.
She looked through the open door and saw Anna, naked on the bed.
My wife pulled in a deep, emotional breath. “I meant for you to indulge in the CHOCOLATE CAKE in the fridge!”
I died.
Yes, I was truly dead. No pulse.
There was a long pause. Only the girls were breathing. No one moved.
Anna burst out laughing in the bedroom and my wife curled up in laughter, backing up into the wall and covering her mouth. Still laughing, she pushed me aside and ran into the bedroom, jumping onto the bed with Anna.
“Best! Prank! Ever!” they yelled in unison.
I entered the room, turning red with embarrassment. I couldn’t talk.
“You were perfect!” Anna said. “He was so passionate, just like you said.”
My wife hugged me and asked me smiling, “So…how was it?”
I still couldn’t talk. My mouth wouldn’t move. “Sit down for a minute,” my wife said.
I obeyed.
Anna started putting her shirt and pants back on while my wife spoke. “I really hope that you liked that. I’ve been thinking about sharing you with Anna for a while now. Anna really wanted you to not know that you had my permission so that she could feel the thrill of cheating with you. I thought that wasn’t right, so we came up with this as a compromise. A really, really funny compromise. I will never forget the look on your face!”
I found the ability to utter a few words, “But, my brother…”
“Don’t worry about him,” said Anna. “He’ll get what he deserves.”
“And, you have the exact same DNA as him, so it’s not really cheating,” said my wife.
“And any DNA tests on the baby will say that he’s the father.”
“Aw,” said my wife. “I hope you have a baby.” The girls smiled cutely.
I sat there for a moment, then felt myself calm down.
“You girls are so, so good, but also so,…sooo fucking EVIL!” We all busted up laughing again.
We all went to the kitchen to eat the chocolate cake. Over the cake, my wife explained that she would give me permission to fuck Anna anytime we wanted, even after she got pregnant and had the baby. She would basically be part of our family now, even if my brother didn’t pay for her kids. But, if we could keep a secret, then he would never know. My wife said that she didn’t necessarily want to be there when I had sex with Anna, at least for now, because she just wanted me to tell her how it was afterwards “so that we could perform some reenactments”.
About 4 weeks later, Anna came into the house holding a positive pregnancy test. We all danced.
And, now that I had two women pregnant with my babies at the same time, I experienced sometime that almost no man has ever experienced–the chance to alternate sex between two horny pregnant women for months. But I’ll tell you more about that in Part 3.
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