Taboo - Part II

[jw_kk]

This is part two of my wife's secret taboo...

After I showered that Saturday morning, I joined KK and David for brunch. KK was still wearing the translucent pink nylon wrap, barefoot, and looking ultra-hot. She had her long dark hair down, and it looked like she might have put on a touch of makeup - it was hard to tell.

Over brunch, there was just the usual, empty smalltalk - not a word of what had happened over the last couple of days; it was almost as if nothing had happened at all, at least on the basis of David and KK's chit-chat.

As I was finishing up my food, I asked, "So what's the plan for today? I have nothing on the calendar." KK replied, "Well, David and I are just going to relax, and mess around, OK?" I pretty much instantly felt my erection coming on, and assumed that "mess around" meant more brother-sister fucking. I must've had an odd expression on my face, because KK said, "What's wrong with that - he's only here until tomorrow, and I won't get to see him again for a long, long time."

David said nothing, and after a pause, I said, "Noting wrong... nothing at all. I'll be in my den, or the garage if you want something." I got up and left the breakfast table, and went to my den.

I sat in contemplation for a good long while, thinking about the events since the start of the week, focusing on Wednesday evening after David's arrival, through the shock of what I saw through the windows, and the even more shocking display I'd witnessed after that. One of the things that struck me was the raw, unbridled passion I had witnessed. The most similar thing I'd ever seen was KK with her high-school ex, and the intensity of the sex - love-making - between the two of them. What I'd witnessed with KK and her brother David had taken things to a whole new level. Never in a billion lifetimes would I have ever imagined KK fucking her brother!

At some point, KK had come into my den. I was so absorbed in thought I didn't immediately notice, until I finally smelled the scent of her perfume. She was still in the little pink nighty, and just looking at her made my cock hard.

My wife said, "Come over here, and let's have a chat, shall we?" I got up from my recliner, and as I approached, KK reached down and patted my bulge through my jeans. She said, "I'm going to take these off, and give you a little relief while we talk, OK?" I didn't say anything, and KK undid the button, unzipped my fly, and hooked the waistband of my jeans and boxers with her thumbs, and slid them down. Once she got them past my ankles and feet, KK closed the door, and said, "Sit on the loveseat." I did so silently, my bare ass got a tingle from the cool leather, and my cock was stiff, jutting out, hard with anticipation.

KK pulled the square ottoman in front of me, and sat on it, facing me, with her legs spread slightly. I could see her bare pussy, and her nipples were standing up under the thin pink nylon, looking luscious and suckable. KK scooted as close to me as she could, between my knees, and leaned forward slightly. This caused her pendulous tits to swing a little forward, and I watched her take my cock in one and, and grip my balls, forming a little "O" with her left hand, encircling them.

She just started talking, kind of stream of consciousness style:

"I wanted to tell you. I really really did. I've been fucking him like forever. Since before we were dating. Since before we were married.

Nobody knows. Except you now. God, I would die if anyone found out!

We've done everything there is to do, you know? Everything. Well, maybe not everything, but pretty much everything. Oh, baby, he has such a fucking pretty cock, like yours! It's so thick and big and hard, and his dick head is so beautiful - did you see it?"

KK's hands were soft, hot, gentle on my throbbing hard cock. I was just looking at her, listening, while she gripped and squeezed my balls, a technique she uses to try and deny my ejaculation when she's teasing me.

"You have to promise me if you want to know more. You have to. You can't get mad at me, or hate me? You promise?"

I dutifully swore my short oath to her, apparently convincing enough for her to continue.

"OK, you promised. I wanted to tell you this time before he got here. I feel like such a dirty whore. I fucked David on our wedding day, but I never told you. I told him it would be the last time. But I lied to myself and to David, because it wasn't the last time. I fucked him the morning before the ceremony, in my old bedroom. He didn't want to, but I wanted to, and I made him fuck me so good.

That time I went to London for work - I met him there, and I fucked him again.

I fucked him at grandmother's funeral, after the service, in his rent car. I fucked him again at C's (a family member) graduation, in the ladies room. When he was here finalizing the divorce, I fucked David again - I lied, about work, and went to meet him in Chicago, and we fucked for two days straight. When he came for mom and dad's 50th anniversary, I fucked him again, once in the storage room, and once in the RV.

The last time I fucked him was at Em's wedding (David's youngest daughter) - you almost caught me, when we were in the upstairs bathroom at the reception.

Oh God, baby, I love his beautiful cock! I have to fuck him! It's not wrong if it feels so good, is it?"

KK was really gripping my balls, squeezing, doing her best to stop me from cumming. I was squirming around on the loveseat, teased to the brink from her dirty talk about fucking her own brother.

"I've fucked David every single time I've had the chance. I would've told you, but I was afraid. The first time I let him cum inside my pussy was at grandmother's funeral - before I got my tubal - I thought he got me pregnant, and it scared the shit out of me! It's so fucking hot when he cums inside me - he just cums buckets!

You'll hate me, but I drugged you Wednesday night, with Cialis and Ambien in your martinis... I didn't want you to catch me fucking him, so I wanted you to go to sleep, lights out, but I though I might want your hard cock later, in case David wouldn't let me fuck him... I didn't let you fuck me because I was saving my pussy for David, so I just let you jack off on my leg. When you fell asleep, I went to him. I fucked his brains out baby, and let him cum inside. Then I came back to bed and used your cock to cum some more.

We just fucked all day Thursday while you were at work. That was his cum in my pussy Thursday night, when you ate me out. I was too sore to let you fuck me."

I thought my cock was going to burst, and KK was sensing that I was near the point of no return, and just tightened her grip.

"I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I was going to tell you, I promise. I didn't know we would get so drunk, I didn't know you'd be home from work early Friday... God, we got too fucking drunk! I pee-peed on David in the shower! That was so fucking hot!"

At that point, there was nothing KK could do, and I blew my load, a huge jet of cum blasted from my tormented cock, and the spurts of juice got all over KK's face and the pink nighty. I thought I might pass out from the intensity of the orgasm. My wife released her grip, and leaned back, smiling.

"So, I guess you think that's hot, right? Good. Because I'm going to go fuck David some more, until he leaves tomorrow. He wants my pussy, mouth, and ass all to himself. And I'm going to give it to him. I told him about the cameras in the playroom, and he says you can watch, but you can't come in. I want you to make us some dinner and have it ready at six, OK? You can watch on the computer, and I'm going to leave the door open so you can listen, just be a good boy, and leave us alone, OK? Understand?"

I nodded, and asked if there was anything special she wanted for dinner, and KK responded with, "Surprise me - but it better be something yummy!" With that, she opened the door to my den, and left me sitting half-naked on the loveseat, dribbling cum.

I cleaned up, put my boxers and jeans on, then went to get some coffee, while pondering the newest of her naughty revelations. Connecting the dots, some vague memories began to make a little more sense, like why I didn't get invited to some of the events, the apparent urgency of KK's trip to London, and what not. I thought about the wedding thing - during the reception, I had an urgent need to piss, and all of the restrooms were occupied in the downstairs reception hall. I had to go, and ended up in an employee-only area, upstairs, looking for a restroom, which I found - but it was occupied - when I knocked, a female voice said, "Sorry, it'll be a while - sick!" It sounded sort of like KK's voice, but I wasn't sure. I said, "Sorry to disturb you!" and there was silence, no response. Now I know she was in the head with David, sucking and fucking him...

Throughout the day, I looked in on the playroom cameras. I got views of them fucking at least five different times - I honestly lost count, and I jacked off so many times I dried out. The bathroom cam gave the best view, and I got an eyeful of KK having kinky, wet, nasty sex with her brother. Later in the day, I watched them in the bed, as David was rubbing his huge dick between KK's ass-cheeks, and unloaded a gusher of cum all over her backside. At one point I looked on camera, and they were napping, spooned together in the bed like lovers.
The last thing I watched was another bit of bathroom play. David had KK on the bidet, and she was showing him how she uses her pussy pump - that jack-off session was unsatisfying for me, because it was a dry orgasm. I wasn't able to milk out even the tiniest drop of cum, even through I was jacking furiously while watching my wife pump her cunt for her brother. I stopped, zipped up, and went to make dinner.

I waited until about 15-minutes before things were ready, then went to the hall, and called down toward the open playroom door to tell them dinner would be on the table soon. David appeared in the dining room first, wearing sweats. KK showed up a couple of minutes later - wearing one of her fetish outfits, a favorite of mine, her school-girl costume. It has a short little green plaid skirt that's actually too short, as it exposes her ass and a little crotch. She had on white cotton panties under the skirt. The uniform shirt is a little too small also, and accentuates her bust nicely. The little outfit is complete with white knee-length stockings and little black buckle-style patent leather shoes. She even had her hair tied up in a double ponytail, complete with ribbons. I said, "Looking hot, baby! Going to school?" KK sort of glared at me, and said, "No, but I'm going to teach David a lesson after dinner. Now what's to eat?"

In these instances, I'm usually in a mode to appease KK for some reason, and as requested, I made her something "yummy" for dinner, a feast of chicken marsala, bow-tie pasta, a Cesar salad, and green peas - all stuff she likes. We had a nice bottle of Italian wine, and I'd even made desert for us, a thrown-together tiramisu. They both ate like starving children, apparently famished from an afternoon of non-stop vigorous sex. After desert was finished, KK said, "Let's go look at dirty pictures on the den TV - I told David all about our naughty adventures, so he can see me being a bad girl, and you can sit with us too..." I opened another bottle of wine, and got fresh glasses, finally joining them on the sofa.

KK had already started her video presentation, a slideshow of some of her encounter sessions, ranging from solo masturbation and toying show off shots in various hotels and motels, to scenes of cock-sucking, various perverted close-up shots I'd taken of some of the more extreme penetrations she's experienced, to a few of her gang-bang shots. A few minutes into the show, she'd taken David's cock out of his sweat pants, and was slowly stroking his hard dick. I could hardly believe either of them still had enough energy for it - my cock was hard, but my balls were suffering that empty, achy feeling from being wrung dry of cum. I couldn't take it anymore, and I finally got my cock out to see if KK would touch it - instead, she started rubbing herself through her panties with her free hand, and only paid attention to David's cock.

After maybe ten more minutes, of mostly ignoring me, while teasing her brother with dirty talk, crude descriptions of what she was experiencing in the photos, and stroking him, she turned to me and said, "David and I are going to go play some more. Don't wait up. Thanks for making such a yummy dinner. I'll see you in the morning."

She got off the sofa, took David's hand, and they disappeared back to the playroom. I just sat there, and finished off the bottle of wine by myself. I felt a little left out, a little perplexed, and a little miffed. I was also feeling exhausted. I tidied up the kitchen, then went to my den to check the playroom cameras. I found them on the sitting area camera - KK had David naked, his hard cock curving up, resting on the sofa arm. She was on her hands and knees, the little skirt flipped over, sans panties, sucking and licking her brother's cock. I watched until she made him cum, and it looked like she swallowed every drop. I killed off the camera software, and shut the computer off, then decided to pass by the playroom door on my way to bed. When I got to the open door, I could hear the combination of KK's moans, and "Eat my pussy! Lick it baby, suck my clit!" I listened to my trash-talking wife, obviously being eaten out by brother-dear for about five minutes, until I heard her breathy "I'm cumming, oh my fucking God, I'm cumming so good!"

I managed to get a few hours of fitful sleep before I heard some racket, which turned out to be KK and David looking for the bong, on their way to the hot tub. I waited a bit, then peeked out the den windows to see what they were up to, and to make sure that they weren't so loud they'd attract the neighbors attention at this ungodly hour - it was 3:30am. Fortunately, they were "behaving," if you can call doing bong hits and masturbating "behaving." I left them to their fun, and went back to bed, once again hard, but too empty and exhausted to yank one out.

On Sunday morning, I was awake, and alone until nearly 11:00am, when KK finally showed up in the kitchen, demanding coffee and something to eat. She was naked, looked wrung out, with what looked like hickies on her boobs, and a swollen, puffy looking pussy mound - the sign of too much pumping and fucking. I told her I'd make a quick breakfast, and asked if David would be joining us. She said, "Yes, he's got time - his Uber will be here at three to take him to the airport. Call me when breakfast is ready."

About twenty minutes later, I called to them. David was dressed in sweats, and KK had managed to put on an oversize T-shirt. They ate, and drank coffee in that sort of hung-over kind of silence. When she'd finished her food, KK said, "We're going to go have some goodbye loving, and a shower before David leaves, and I'll help him pack up." With that, they left me alone once again, and retreated to the playroom. I only saw KK once before about 2:30pm, going between the playroom and our bedroom, apparently for clothes. Finally at about 2:45pm, they showed up, dressed, and "normal" looking, and dumped David's bags in the entry foyer. We made awkward smalltalk until the notice of David's Uber pinged his phone. I watched KK and David in a deep kiss and embrace, then David made his exit. KK started crying... after the Uber drove off, KK said, "I'm going to go take a nap. I'm exhausted. I'll see you at dinner." She left me to the remainder of Sunday on my own.

I'm still sorting out all this. In all honesty, despite the strange, unconventional (to say the least) nature of these events, it was sexy as hell. I have seen my wife in pretty much every sexual situation imaginable, with more men than I can count, from mild to nasty wild, and this series of encounters between KK and her brother were without a doubt the most nut-busting, hottest, most intimate stuff I've ever seen her do. If nothing else, just the visual memories of those five days will provide jack-off fodder to last an eternity.

Hopefully, KK will be in a mood to tell me more about her and David's unconventional relationship, sooner than later. I doubt it will be in the near term, as we're building toward a close of the holiday season, and a big New Year's event. It has been one hot holiday season so far...

[OOAA]

AMAZING story!!!!!!!!!!!!! Super hot the talking part

[rascalnvixen]

It's a shame that she left and ignored you so much during his visit. I guess her relationship with him is very intense and deeply emotional. Although you told her it's all good, she still OWEs you big time for the way she treated you. Still, it was a hot story, good job!!!

[HOT4MYWIFE]

Very hot story! Thanks for sharing.

[Rockhard11]

Did KK share more about her side of the story?

[jw_kk]

Did KK share more about her side of the story?

Since this event, she's disclosed some additional details and history. In all honesty, I'm still processing the knowledge, and have been busy to the extent I've not committed it to written form. That will likely come later, as I have time, and have had the opportunity to sort thought what she's told me.

[viking53]

Really hot story. Thanks to both of you for sharing. It says a lot for the strength of your relationship together.

[mintymintybiscuit]

This is so hot! Can I get a pointer to Part I?

[hoping_she_will_1day]

Wonderful story! I love how she took control of your cock before she spilled her guts, so hot! Thank you for sharing.