extrem incest

I have to admit, I have been envious of my younger brother for quite some time. My brother Jake is 8 years younger than I am and has had more luck in one week than I’ve had all my life. When we were younger, I used to be jealous enough that at times I almost hated him, but that was just my youth and lack of maturity. I love my brother and now, at the respective ages of 27 and 35, I have mostly come to terms with my feelings.
The reasons for these feelings? You name it. All during school I had to struggle to maintain a B average. Jake rarely ever cracked the cover of a textbook and was always on the honor roll. Even though I was tall, I was skinny and not very athletic. Jake was on his school’s varsity football team. I had to work my way through college at various odd-jobs that barely managed to pay for tuition. Jake won an academic scholarship that was paying for most of his education. And that’s not to mention the girls. Jake was a chick magnet, there was no other way to describe it. Girls that would not even give me the time of day were throwing themselves at him. He had a different date every weekend all during High School. All of this would have been enough to make me really hate him if it was not for the fact that he genuinely loved and respected me. He was constantly boasting about any accomplishment that I made, no matter how much his may have outshone mine, and his opinions were genuine, not feigned. It’s hard to dislike someone like that and I found it impossible. Only once did I ever manage a chance to even the score, or get revenge, as it were.

As we grew older, we moved out on our own and pursued our own lives. I met an married my ex-wife while attending college. That lasted only a couple of years before she left me to ‘find herself’. Jake was there for me the entire time. We kept in touch and I was even the best man at his wedding, and that was when all the old feelings came surging up again. Sandy, Jake’s wife, is the hottest woman I’ve ever seen. Sandy married Jake right out of High School. She was 18 at the time and he was 23. They had met at a college party that she had been invited to by a friend. They fell immediately in love with each other and were married 6 months later.
I still remember the first time I saw her. She had long, blonde hair that fell almost to her ass and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. The only thing that kept me from staring at her face was the rest of her body. Her tits were not that large, but on her 5′3″ narrow frame, they were absolutely perfect. Her waist was very slim and her ass was to die for. I was instantly smitten. Leave it to Jake to find and snare the hottest piece of flesh in the world.
Jake was understandably proud of his fiancé. She was one of the nicest people I ever met. Her disposition was sweet and she was a very caring person, making sure that my stay with them prior to the wedding was as comfortable as possible. She was not living with Jake at the time, but was over often enough so as not to notice. Jake, being the respectful person that he was, never took her to bed while I was there. As a matter of fact, I would not be surprised if he waited until after the marriage before he had sex with her.
I went to visit them once, 2 years after they were married, and that is when my tale occurred. Jake and Sandy were very pleased to have me as a guest, and I was just as happy to be there. After all, how often is it that you get a chance to sleep in the same house with the object of your most passionate fantasies and masturbation sessions? Jake and Sandy were very solicitous of my attention and I soaked it all up. So, when they invited me along with them to a birthday party of one of their friends, I was more than willing to go along. Truth be told, I think they were trying to fix me up with one of their single friends.
I have to admit that the single women there were almost good enough to make me think about moving out to California where they lived. Still, none of them could hold a candle to Sandy. A few of the women did ask me to go out with them, and I almost took them up on it. It was a good thing I didn’t (I didn’t want to strand Jake and Sandy there because I was their only ride) or I would have missed out on the chance of a lifetime. I explained my predicament to one rather hot redhead and she understood, giving me her number and directing me to call her real soon. I wandered around and kept my eye on Jake and especially Sandy. They were drinking and having a real good time. It was a good thing I was not a heavy drinker as it was becoming clear that they would need a designated driver to take them home. As the party began to wind down, they were fairly sloshing, as were a good portion of the other guests. I know that they really were not heavy drinkers, but I guess they were having so much fun that they really didn’t notice how much they had been drinking. By the time we were reedy to go, I had to help them out to the car. I didn’t mind, really, it gave me ample opportunity to engage in some inappropriate, but harmless groping of my sister-in-law’s fabulous body.
When we got back to the house, they were both pretty much out of it. I assisted them both out of the car and into the house, not without some more opportunities to feel Sandy up though. By the time I finally had them both laid out on their bed, they had both passed out. With all the groping I had done of my sister-in-law, I was now sporting a raging hard on. I turned out the bedroom light and left them there, heading back to the guest room and a serious fantasy session. As I lay in bed, I began to thinking. I had had a few drinks, not enough to impair me, but enough to start lowering my inhibitions. The more I thought about Sandy’s body, the more excited I became. I could not resist it any more and headed back to their room.
I peeked in on them, readying an excuse about checking up on them if they happened to have woken up. It was not needed as they were not still dead to the world. I turned on the light and moved over to the edge of the bed where Sandy lay, breathing deeply in a drunken sleep. Her breasts rose and fell in a steady rhythm. I looked over at my brother to make sure he was as out of it as she was. I reached out and gently began to fondle Sandy’s tits. There was as soft as I had imagined them to be. Sandy just lay there, oblivious to my direct fondling. I was now past the point of no return, I couldn’t help myself.
Sand was wearing a flower print dress that nicely showed off her modest cleavage. I gently reached under her and unbuttoned her dress, pulling it down off her shoulders and removing her arms from the sleeves. Next I undid her bra and removed that also. Now her tits were fully exposed to my gaze and touch. Her nipples were large and stood out on her chest as the open air hardened them. I was getting more excited by the minute. I bent down and softly began kissing and sucking on her tits. They were warm, and soft, and succulent! I kneaded and stroked one breast while kissing and sucking on the other. I switched back and forth and really gave those babies a thorough tongue-lashing. Her nipples hardened and her breathing started getting heavy, but she remained unconscious.
With a free hand I began hiking the hem of her dress up over her hips. I reached between her legs and began caressing her panty-clad sex very gently. I could feel her heat through the thin material. Slowly I worked my fingers beneath the elastic band and ran my fingers through the soft fur covering her mound. She was getting very slick by that time, her body reacting positively to the stimulation I was giving her. I looked over at my brother, who was gently snoring on the other side of the King-sized bed. Knowing that Jake was only a foot or so away was incredibly exciting. Here I was beginning to make love to his gorgeous wife and they were both oblivious to the fact.
I moved down between her legs, pulling her panties down and over her feet. Her luscious blonde furrow lay before my hungry gaze. I spread her legs apart, being careful not to disturb my brother. I eagerly bent down and started lapping at her honey-pot. Her slit was moist with her juices and tasted sweeter than the best of ambrosia. My tongue speared deeply into her pussy and flicked in and out, lapping up her nectar. I flicked it against her clit, further stimulating her already aroused hole. I was now as hard as steel and needed to fuck her badly.
I quickly removed my pants and shorts and climbed up on the bed between her spread thighs. Being careful not to disturb my brother, I lowered myself on his lovely wife and hunted around with the head of my cock for the opening of her vagina. I found it and sank in almost to the hilt immediately. God was she tight! And hot! She almost felt like a virgin! My brother must not be very big at all. I believe that my brother might actually be the only person she had ever had sex with before… Until now that was. I gently but forcefully pushed my cock deeper into her cunt. The going was tough, even with her juices easing the way, because she was so tight. A couple of quick, short jabs and my cock was fully buried in her hot, wet tunnel.
I lay down on her as her cunt adjusted to my cock being deeply imbedded in her. I moved my right had down under her ass and began squeezing it. My left hand I moved under her and gripped her shoulders. With my arms firmly wrapped around her, I began fucking in and out, my cock shoving deeply into her with each thrust. I nuzzled her neck and licked at her ear as my cock steadily rammed in and out of her cunt. She was well-lubricated by now and my prick well-greased. This was by far the best fuck of my life and I knew I was not going to be able to hold out for much longer, so I didn’t bother too. I began thrusting in and out as fast and as hard as I cold. My cock was burning up in her hot hole as I reamed her hard. I started fucking her faster and faster, my cock almost a blur. Her pussy started contracting around my prick and the thought that she was having an orgasm was more than I could stand. I rammed my cock deep into her pussy and exploded. I squirted shot after shot of hot cum deep into her womb. I gripped her ass hard as I filled her with my cream.
I rested on her, breathing deeply, my cock still buried in her. Her pussy quivered around my prick, milking the last drops of my sperm. The action kept my cock aroused and hard. I began stroking in and out again, this time taking it slowly. I lifted my head and looked over at my brother. His head was turned in our direction and I froze. After a moments shock, I realized that his eyes were closed and he was still asleep. The thought that he might be watching me fuck Sandy had me excited again. I began stroking in and out again with vigor. I do not usually cum twice in a row, but when my partner is this hot, I can last for hours. This fuck lasted much longer than the first one. I continued to pound Sandy gently and deeply until I felt another orgasm coming on. Once again I started ramming her hard. Both of my hands were gripping her ass-cheeks firmly as I slammed in and out of her tight pussy. My balls were slapping against her mound, sticky with my last load of cum. As my orgasm hit, I shoved my cock deeply into her pussy and unloaded another huge load of cum into her vagina.
Once again I rested on top of my sister-in-law, my cock simmering in the combined mix of our juices. Cum poured out of her and dripped down my balls. As my cock softened and slipped out of her pussy, I rose and looked down at her doubly fucked hole. What a glorious sight it was to see my sperm oozing out of her.
With the fulfilling of my fantasy, reality set in. Sandy was lying in bed almost totally naked with cum dripping out of her while her husband lay right beside her, completely clothed. They were not stupid and would realize something was not right. Mentally keeping my fingers crossed, I went to my brother’s side of the bed and started to undo his pants. Trying my best not to wake him up, I pulled his pants and shorts down to his ankles and undid his shirt. I then scooped up some of the semen pooling between Sandy’s legs and carefully coated Jake’s cock with it. Absently I noted that he was indeed smaller than I was and felt better by the thought. Carefully I rolled Jake over so that he was half lying on top of Sandy. Jake only mumbled once and I held my breath standing as stiff as a statue. When he quieted down again and went back into his drunken slumber, I heaved a sigh of relief. I turned off the light, gathered up my clothes and quietly returned to my room.
The next morning Jake and Sandy seemed deeply embarrassed and they made no mention of what had happened. My setup must have worked and they thought they had fucked each other while drunk. I had to force myself to keep a straight face as they clumsily tried to fish for information about what happened the night before. I told them that they had gotten drunk and I brought them home. I also told them that we all went right to bed and went to sleep almost immediately. They seemed relieved to hear that and nothing more was said, though I found it harder to keep my eyes off of Sandy for rest of the day.
A month later, after I had returned home, Jake called to me to break the news that Sandy was pregnant with the child that was to become my niece. He said that this was not planned, as they always used protection, but it was welcome none-the-less. I listened with pure pleasure and gave them both my congratulations. I wonder what they would think if they really knew who the father was.
As I said earlier, I no longer feel all that jealous of my brother, after all we are both older and wiser now. I wonder, how would my niece feel about having a little brother or sister?