LA ESPOSA DE MI HERMANASTRO SE FIJA QUE LA VI DESNUDA EN EL BAÑO Y ME PIDE QUE ME DESNUDE TAMBIEN LA ESPOSA DE MI HERMANASTRO SE FIJA QUE LA VI DESNUDA EN EL BAÑO Y ME PIDE QUE ME DESNUDE TAMBIEN
It was a sweltering summer morning when I found myself in an awkward situation that would forever change the dynamics of my relationship with my brother’s new bride, Carla. I had crashed at their new marital home after a wild night out, passing out on the couch in my drunken stupor as is routine for me. Little did I know, Carla had plans to take a shower and was not expecting company, especially her hungover brother-in-law sprawled out in the living room.
As she tip-toed to the bathroom, naked as the day she was born, I startled awake from the sound of the faucet. My bleary eyes focused on the most magnificent sight they had seen in a long time – Carla’s toned, tanned body, still glistening wet from the shower. Her full breasts topped with rosy areolas+ that jiggled ever so slightly as she moved. A neat, hair-free landing strip of pubic hair adorned her slit. Unaware of my presence, she reached for a towel, bending over and giving me a perfect view of her plump ass. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Just as I was imagining all the deliciously naughty things a man could do to such a Goddess, she froze and turned around, meeting my gaze.
“Javier! Oh my God!” she exclaimed, tossing the towel over her naked body. “I didn’t know you were here!” Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, from either embarrassment or anger, I could not tell. I quickly averted my eyes, scrambling for an excuse.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry Carla! I forgot my phone charger here last night and passed out after drinking too much. I didn’t mean to see you like, uh, this,” I gestured vaguely to her half-hidden form, my awkwardness growing by the second. “I was just leaving…”
“Wait,” she interrupted, surprising us both. “You don’t have to go yet.” Her tone was thoughtfully pensive as she considered me. “I know we shouldn’t have seen each other like this, but maybe it’s not so bad. After all, we’re family now, right?” She dropped the towel, standing vulnerably naked before me again. “And you’re my husband’s brother, not some stranger.”
My heart started racing as I processed her suggestion. Was she really propositioning me? Me, her new husband’s brother? Even through the haze of alcohol, I knew this was wrong but also… enticing. She seemed to notice the change in my demeanor.
“This is just between you and me, Javier. Understand?” Her brown eyes sparkled with mischief and lust. “Your brother will never know.” She took a step towards me, breasts swaying. “unless…you want him to find out?” My mouth went dry. This felt like a test.
“It stays between us,” I managed to choke out. Her smile lit up the room as she untied my towel. I kicked it aside eagerly, my morning wood standing proud. Her intake of breath told me she liked what she saw. Without warning, she descended to her knees, taking my length into her warm mouth. The sensation was otherworldly, her tongue swirling around the tip, lips sliding up and down. I fought the urge to grab her hair and thrust as she bobbed her head, moaning softly, the vibrations adding to the intensity.
“Fuck, Carla…that feels so good,” I groaned. She responded by taking me deeper, her nose almost touching my pelvic bone. I couldn’t help but rationalize this was okay – she started it, it was her idea, I could never live with myself if I didn’t let her finish. And oh, surely she was going to finish if that determined expression on her face was any indication.
She pulled back, panting slightly. “I want you to fuck me, Javier.” It wasn’t a request but a command. She led me to the bedroom, tossing me on the bed before climbing on top. She took me in her hand, guiding me to her sleek entrance. With a swift motion, she sank down on my cock, engulfing me in her warm, wet embrace. I gripped her hips, helping her set a punishing rhythm. She let out a primal moan as she rode me, tits bouncing hypnotically.
“Oh God Javier, you feel even better than I imagined,” she grunted as she roughly ground on me, chasing her pleasure. Her ass jiggled with each thrust and I couldn’t resist smacking it, making her squeal. Her pussy clamped down rhythmically on my shaft as her orgasm approached, wave after wave of her juices flooding my lap. I used her drenched hole as my own personal fuck toy now, pounding away until my balls seized up and I pumped her full of my hot, sticky load with a guttural groan.
She collapsed on top of me, hair mussed and utterly fucked out. We were both panting, the air heavy with lust and forbidden fruit. I knew one thing for certain – this was only the beginning. As time would tell, whenever we found ourselves under the same roof, Carla would proposition me for another taste. An illicit, brotherly sexual affair that would be our own delicious secret.|
