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Click here"But..." Kate started, then faltered.
"I don't remember feeling angry at all. A little jealous, sure. But mostly? It turned me on to watch you enjoy yourself like that. Just lose yourself in it."
"It's scary," Kate said, "I don't know what came over me."
"Well, I know who came over you," I said, a smirk playing on my lips.
Kate shoved my shoulder. "Not funny."
"Sorry," I said, realizing that this was probably the wrong place for humor. "I feel like you found something in that bedroom, and I don't want you to let go of that."
"That sounds dangerous," Kate said, but I could tell she was coming around.
"It doesn't have to be," I said.
"What if I go too far and do something you don't like?" Kate asked. She tucked her long brown hair behind her ear.
"I don't think that's possible," I said.
Kate gave me a dubious look. "I don't know who that woman was, Andy. The one you saw in the bedroom with Vanessa and those guys. And, yes, I ummm... I 'enjoyed' it. But it was also really super frightening being out of control like that. And now you're asking me to do it again? I don't know."
"I'm asking you to be in touch with yourself more," I said, "To allow yourself to open up and experience things. With someone you trust."
"So, what does this mean?" Kate asked, "Going forward."
I was about to answer when the bathroom door popped open. Tara walked into the room. The cute redhead was back in her t-shirt and jeans, red hair dripping and dark from the shower. She gave us a little grin, then sat on the edge of the bed.
Kate popped up and held her sister's shoulders. The two of them looked so different, yet were clearly, obviously related. There was a sweetness between the two of them, a bond that was evident even if you couldn't physically see it.
"You feeling better, sweetie?" Kate asked, kindergarten teacher voice in full effect.
"I'm thinking I'm just going to go," Tara said. She glanced back at us, and the implication was clear. Who wanted to share a bed with their older sister and her husband? That was beyond third wheel, it was twentieth. Especially after what Tara and I had shared earlier.
"How will you get home?" Kate asked.
"I'll flag an Uber," Tara said.
"Are you sure?" Kate asked again, "This bed is plenty big for the three of us. Or Andy could sleep on the floor."
"Certainly," I said, a little miffed that I wasn't allowed to at least volunteer myself. I lay back and let it all play out.
"I appreciate the offer, but no," Tara said with a sigh, "After everything tonight, I want to sleep in my own bed," Tara said.
"I'm sorry," Kate said, "I wanted tonight to be fun for you."
"I did have fun," Tara said, "I mean, in a weird way, I really did. But I've got a lot to process, and I'll be happier doing that at home."
"What about Jesse?" Kate asked.
Tara shrugged. "I'm sure my husband will crawl out of whatever hole he fell into, eventually," she said, "I'm done letting him drag me around after him."
It wasn't the ending of Tara's awful marriage that I'd been hoping for, but it was close enough. I didn't enjoy rooting against my sister-in-law's relationship, but she deserved to be happy. More than ever, I knew Jesse wasn't going to make that happen. And it seemed like, finally, Tara did too. Still, I kept my celebratory smile to myself.
"At least let Andy walk you out," Kate said, firmly.
"It's OK," Tara said, repeating that evening's key refrain, "Truly. I'm going to thank Vanessa for the party and hit the road."
She stood up and smoothed her clothes, eying the two of us analytically.
"What about you guys? Are you two going to be OK?" Tara asked.
"I think we'll be just fine," Kate said, with a twinkle in her eye.
And I knew that she was right.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 days ago"Jesse told my sister wants to swap," Kate continued, settling back into her chair,////// Little typos throws one off their train of thought when reading.
Anonymous3 months agoI love/hate the thought of stumbling into a room and seeing my Asian wife in a situation like the one in the story. She is so beautiful and it’s so hot to see her aroused that I easily can see me frozen in watching another man pushing his hard cock into her mouth.
I know I would be torn up with guilt as I allowed him to feed her his cum to sallow, the worst thing is I wouldn’t stop others from taking their turns having sex with her. Giving her another “bump” to help her and listening to her cumming over and over again.
rocketeer507 months agoOne of my favorite genres is Loving Wives or Group Ses, where the wife is at the beginning sexually repressed or conservative, enjoying sex in the missionary position only, if at all. The husband loves his wife but is frustrated with their stagnant love life. They then find themselves in a situation where the wife’s inhibitions are gradually overcome and she finds she can enjoy sex with another man, and the husband is turned on by seeing his wife fully exploring her sexuality. He’s aroused both a voyeur and for the hope that his own sex life with her will greatly improve. Your story here portrays that scenario wonderfully. By accident the husband and wife are separated at the party, she is lured into a circle of masturbation and is pushed step by step beyond her comfort zone, part by a persuasive “friend”, partly by peer pressure of others in the circle (she wants to fit in), and partly by her own arousal eroding her self-control.
Also, by accident, and at first innocently, the husband stumbles onto the scene and can observe his wife lose conttrol and enjoy herself. The husband’s instinct to protect his wife from an unwanted experience or from cheating, is compromised himself by his desire to see her go beyond her previous limits, and by his own illicit behavior with his sister-in-law pleasuring him while he watches. I find part one of the series more delicious than the more advanced behaviors of the subsequent entries.
“Carlos, seeing an opportunity, pushed his cock forward so it hit Kate's face. My wife looked up at him, but he didn't say anything. A moment later, he did it again. The third time, he pushed his cockhead right against my wife's lips and, shockingly, she let him slip right into her mouth.
‘Oh fuck, yeah,’ Carlos said, throwing his head back while my wife swallowed his cock. She didn't move or bob her head, she just let Carlos stroke himself onto her tongue.
‘Mmhm,’ Katie said around the strange man's dick.”
….
“Carlos started grunting as well. Even I could tell he was getting close. Kate spit his dick out, but he kept stroking like it was nothing. Suddenly, he roared and came. The first blast caught my pretty wife right on the cheek. Then another. Another. Huge gouts of creamy white splattered Kate's innocent face.
“Kate didn't notice though, because she was too busy cumming, herself. The moment Carlos' first gout hit her, my wife's whole body tightened. Her legs kicked out. Her jaw fell open. A long, high-pitched gasp escaped her lips. I'd never seen her like this. It broke my brain a bit to witness it -- in both best and worst ways.
“Kate drifted down a river of bliss while Carlos continued to cover her. His spend tangled in her hair. It dribbled down into her open mouth. Kate licked it up, absently, like it was melted ice cream. Carlos emptied every drop he had onto my wife. Even dragged his rapidly shrinking member along her shapely neck to wipe off the last of it. All the while, Kate lay back and bathed in her own ecstasy.”
. . .
”Seeing Kate, finally, let loose and open herself to sexual experiences was like seeing my caterpillar wife become a beautiful, sexual butterfly. Her orgasm, so expressive and unrestrained, had been amazing. I didn't want to chastise her for what had happened, I wanted to recreate it in my own bedroom.”
gladventurer10 months agoSame as anonymous, it’s not the swinging, it’s the cheating. The first time you do it, it’s without your husbands consent. And when she finds out the same about him. What’s he/she to hang onto in the future? She couldn’t stop herself this time out of love for her husband, what’s to ever stop her going forward? Lust is powerful, it needs to be subordinate to love to be at its best. I don’t need to see Parts 2 and 3 to know this relationship is headed for trouble. Maybe it always was in trouble if you can let loose in the bedroom with the one you supposedly love.
