Everyone has, or at least has had, sexual fantasies.

I have various fantasies, but my biggest fantasy would be to watch my wife fuck another man. On the internet I regularly visit sites where people post erotic stories. I like almost all of them, and other than those involving pain, just about every erotic fantasy people write about is of interest to me, but I seem to be drawn to the cheating wife stories the most.

While I read about someone’s wife sucking and fucking some other man, I fantasize about my wife doing the same, and it gets me extremely aroused. As I go through various erotic stories, the cheating wife stories are the ones that I generally finish on (if you catch my drift).

Typically I end up making myself cum as I read them, imagining it is my wife riding some big throbbing cock until it shoots cum deep inside her, deep inside her in places that my under average sized cock does not reach.

I would have liked to ask her if she would be interested in fucking a bigger cock, but her ultra conservative religious attitude, precluded me from asking directly if she would like to fuck another man.

In a round-about way, I did pursue the topic by asking if she would like sex more if my cock was bigger. I thought that if she said yes I might be able to follow that line of discussion into asking if she would like to be with another man.

Cherie however, replied that she would not want to have a bigger cock inside her, as she was afraid it would hurt her. Apparently, this was just a story to stroke my ego though, because judging by what I saw, she was not too afraid of big cocks. In fact she enjoys every inch of them!

Last week, my brother Daniel came into town for a big family get together and was staying at our house. We were getting the adults of my family together to look after my parent’s estate, after my mother’s passing a few months prior. Because of the sensitive nature of the gathering, and the emotion that was sure to show up, we decided we would not have our kids around while we siblings got together. The only child that was there was my sister’s two year old baby girl. The other kids, all six to twelve years old, all went to a three day camp.

Among my siblings, there was myself, the youngest, my two older sisters Linda and Sharon, and Daniel my half-brother from my mother’s first marriage. Daniel was the eldest. Linda and her family still lived in town, so Sharon, her husband and baby were staying at her house, as Daniel was staying at ours.

Daniel has a lot of charisma and is always well liked by just about everyone, including Cherie. I never thought that she meant any more than simple family friendliness when she was attentive to him, but now realize that there was a lot more to it. In retrospect there was a mutual attraction between Daniel and Cherie that I should have recognized.

Daniel had recently lost his wife Amy to a long illness, and as far as I know has no other woman in his life. Amy was ten years older than Daniel and Cherie is eight years younger than I am. Apparently Cherie likes men even older than her husband.

Daniel at forty-eight must have really enjoyed the attention he received from Cherie who was twenty-six. Daniel and Amy had been married for many years, and she was frail and sick for years before she passed away. I don’t know if Daniel ever fooled around on Amy, but even if he did, I don’t expect he had the opportunity to fuck a horny woman twenty years younger than himself.

After sending the kids off to camp, the siblings and the spouses got together at my house for a day of socializing before diving into the business at hand.

It was this get together that ended up creating the situation that fulfilled my fantasy. I think it filled the fantasies of Cherie and Daniel too.

As we socialized and had a few drinks at my house, Grant and Sharon had to put the baby down for a late afternoon nap. Cherie suggested they use my son’s room, as it was away from the noise of our socializing that was quickly developing into a party.

Sharon was concerned that she wouldn’t hear little Ashley if she woke up, as my son’s room was upstairs at the end of the hall. She asked Grant to set-up their baby monitor, which he did.

That baby monitor was to prove to be pivotal in fulfilling my fantasy. Thank-you 'Baby-Guard'!

We were tying into the drinks fairly heavily, and as far as I could tell everyone was having a good time. There was much laughing, reminiscing and telling stories and everyone was generally enjoying themselves. Sometime during the afternoon the monitor squawked, informing us that the baby had woken up and Sharon went to retrieve her.

When Sharon returned with the baby, she asked Linda if they could soon head out to setup at her house. Sharon said that her family had just had a long overnight travel and needed some downtime. Linda said she completely understood and told Sharon that they could go over to her house right away.

After we all made arrangements to meet in the late morning the next day, the two couples and the baby were soon heading out the door for the short walk to Linda and Kent’s house.

Now there were just the three of us left at my house. Myself. My brother. My wife.

I poured us all another drink and sat in my recliner. Daniel took a spot on the sofa, and Cherie sat opposite him on the loveseat.

Daniel had not been to our new house and asked what room he would be staying in.

Cherie, who tended to look after these details, told him that he would be in the room at the end of the upstairs hall. She said she still had to make up the bed though.

“I can do that,” he replied.

“No, that’s fine, I don’t mind doing it for my favorite brother-in-law,” she replied.

“Well, since I’m your only brother-in-law, I guess that is not as flattering as I would hope.”

“Still my favorite, honest,” Cherie replied, with a smile at Daniel that I rarely see from her anymore.

As daft as I can be sometimes, I did catch onto the fact that since Cherie has three married sisters, Daniel is not her only brother-in-law, just the only one in my family. I wondered if Daniel caught this as well.

“Well, since we are being honest, you are my favorite sister-in-law too.”

“Am I?”

“Uh-huh.”

"Cutest too,” he smiled at her.

Cherie blushed slightly, then a look of realization came over her face.

“Amy’s sisters are at least thirty years older than me!”

“Oh, you caught that huh?” he replied grinning.

Cherie laughed, “Yes, you ass!” and good naturedly threw a cushion at him.

Daniel caught the pillow and put it down beside him.

“Just kidding, you are cuter than they were thirty years ago anyway.”

“Awe,” Cherie genuinely blushed now as she took a drink, “I don’t know if I believe that.”

“Well, I do,” Daniel replied.

They looked at each other with expressions that I should have recognized, but didn’t.

“Okay,” I interjected, “Enough of the mutual admiration society for one evening. Cherie, any plans for dinner?”

“Oh, um, ah...” Cherie replied, apparently a bit flustered, “I, um, thought we’d just have a light dinner of those finger foods you bought since we had a big lunch. Is that good for you Daniel?”

“Sure, sounds good to me.”

"We could just have a few drinks; watch a movie on Netflix and chill if that works for everyone.”

“That works for me little brother.”

“And me.”

“Okay,” I replied, getting up. “I’ll get the food in the oven. Does anyone need a drink?”

“Sure little brother, I’ll take one,” Daniel replied.

“Me too, but first I’m going to go get Daniel’s bed set-up,” Cherie said as she rose from the loveseat.

“I’ll go get my stuff out of the car then.”

I went into the kitchen and started to prepare the finger food Cherie had mentioned. As I was puttering around in there I saw Daniel come back in with his suitcase and head up the stairs.

"Last door on the left,” I called out.

“Okay,” he called back.

After getting the food in the oven I went back into the living room to get our glasses to prepare our drinks.

Once I came into to the living room I heard them talking.

“Weird,” I thought to myself, “I just saw Daniel go upstairs.” Then I caught on. Sharon and Grant had forgotten the baby monitor and with the transmitter still in what was now Daniel’s room and the receiver in the living room. I could hear them clearly.

“Need a hand?”

“Sure. You can tuck in your side.”

“Will you need another blanket?” she asked.

“Um, probably. I don’t wear pajamas.”

“Like your brother,” she replied laughing.

“I assume you do?” he asked.

“I do sometimes,” she said softly.

What did she say? Did she say ‘Sometimes’? She always wore pajamas! Always. Mostly she wore a flannel shirt and pants setup, but on occasion she wore a night dress, but she always wore something.

Why was she lying about this I wondered.

“Sometimes?” Daniel asked

“Yea, sometimes I don’t,” she continued her lie. “Sometimes I just wear, well, nothing,” she said with a little more breath in her voice.

“I bet little brother likes it when you don’t.”

There was a pregnant pause on the monitor. I could hear their voices as clear as a radio broadcast but there was no sound for a full ten seconds. I could see them looking at each other in my mind’s eye.

“Uh, huh. He does. So Daniel, um, why do you always call him ‘little brother’? You never say ‘little sister’ to any of the girls.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” he replied with a smile you could hear in his voice.

That asshole! I knew exactly why he called me little brother. We shared a room when we were kids and of course saw each other naked.

Daniel was always well endowed, even as a kid. When he’d get a hard-on in his sleep it must have been nine or ten inches long and thick too! It made mine look minuscule by comparison. He called me little brother because of my small penis, but as far as I knew he never disclosed that to anyone. I know I never had.

“It’s just curious since he is what, three, four inches taller than you?”

“Um, yep, he is, um, taller,” he answered his voice trailing off. “Men can be measured by other dimensions though.”

“Other dimensions? What do you mean by other dimens... Oh!! Oh goodness! Do you mean...”

“Yep, that is what I mean,” as kids we saw each other naked. He was really my ‘little brother’.”

Damn him! That was a cheap shot. I was getting upset now. How lame of him to diminish me in front of my wife!

“Um, I didn’t mean to go there. This is so embarrassing!”

“Embarrassing for whom?”

“For me!” she replied.

“Why are you embarrassed?”

“Because I’m here talking about, um, penis size with you, that is why!”

“Just a fact of life. Family should share things I think.”

“Well that is more sharing than I was expecting.”

“Okay. I just thought you might like to know that bit of info.”

“Why would I want to know that?!”

“In case you wanted to, I don’t know, maybe see what ‘bigger’ really means.”

As I started to think about how big Daniel's cock was and how much I wanted to see Cherie fuck another man, especially one with a big cock, I started to think that this conversation might continue on the path it seemed to be following. That it might be a good thing if it did.

“Daniel! How can you say that? Brent is right downstairs!”

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry; forgive me. I must have had too much to drink. Please don’t tell Brent what I said. "That was awful of me. My only excuse is that it has been a long, long time since I have been with a woman, and when we were play flirting I, um, well I, just...”

“No that is alright Daniel; I won’t say anything to Brent. It must be difficult to be alone for so long. And besides I wouldn’t tell on you. After all, you are my favorite brother-in-law remember?” she said.

“Thanks,” he replied in a quiet tone. “Forgive me?”

“Sure, I forgive you,” she answered quietly. “Hug?”

“Sure,” Daniel answered almost too quietly to hear.

Why all of a sudden so quiet? Was he embarrassed? Maybe. Or maybe they were standing close to each other and speaking quietly because of it. I turned up the monitor to see if I could figure out what was being said. I found out instead what was being done.

I could hear light sounds of people in an embrace. Then after a few seconds it turned to sounds of more than a hug. Moist sounds and light moans there was evidence it was more than just a family type of hug happening here, they were kissing!

It was not the light peck of how a brother and sister-in-law should be kissing, this sounded like a pure passionate, wet, lover’s kiss.

Shortly into their kiss Cherie was moaning like I hadn’t heard her moan in a long time. She was hot. Horny and hot, and I knew by her mewing that she was getting aroused. Daniel too was moaning but not to the extent that Cherie was. She was quite audible in her moans and rapid breathing. I always loved the way she showed her arousal involuntarily like that.

Her moans became high pitched and more eager. I knew her sounds. I knew she was turned on and she really wanted it. She wanted it right now!

I know her body as well. When she starts to get this horny her arousal rises in seconds, I was sure that as she kissed my brother she was already lubricating. She was, right now, more wet than many women get during intercourse. She wanted cock. She wanted it now!

I thought I wanted this to happen, but now faced with the prospect I was hesitant.

I had to interrupt them.

“Hey, Cherie, Daniel, Are you ready for something to eat?” I called out.

I heard a rustling over the monitor and then Cherie cleared her voice before yelling downstairs,

“Okay. Just finishing making Daniel’s bed!”

“Alright. When you’re ready!” I answered.

“Wow. Where did that come from?” Cherie said in a hushed tone over the monitor. “I am sorry, we can't do this Daniel. That was the hottest kiss I’ve had in a long, long time, but we can't.”

“I know. I’m sorry, but you turn me on so much. Your kiss made me hard.”

“Really?” she asked.

I could hear the playfulness in her voice.

If she is as aroused as I thought, and playful as well, she might be too horny to resist if Daniel keeps pushing.

“Oh, yeah, it sure did. Wanna Feel how hard?” he asked.

“No! We can't Daniel!” Cherie responded. “I mean, I’d love to, but we can't.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. But don’t think you are the only one struggling with this. I am so wet that my panties are soaked right through.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Really. I am going to have to change.”

“Okay. If you get the urge in the middle of the night though, you know where to find me.”

“Oh, you’re naughty,” she replied with that playful tone. “But I can’t Daniel. If I get an urge I’ll see Brent about it. You sure have made me horny though.”

“Okay, but if you want to try something a little bigger...”

“I know Brent is not very big, but, I just couldn't.”

“Okay. The offer stands though.”

“Okay. I understand that. Now I am going to change and go downstairs.”

“Me too.”

After the last exchange I heard footsteps on the monitor as they went to compose themselves. I shut off the monitor and put it out of sight. I didn’t want Cherie or Daniel to assume that I had heard any of the past half hour’s conversation.

Daniel was the first one downstairs. He had changed from his khakis and button down shirt into a t-shirt and gym shorts.

“Hey, little brother.”

I didn’t know how to feel about him right then. He had just kissed my wife and had propositioned her as well. I wondered what I would do in that circumstance.

If someone as hot as Cherie had flirted with me, and I had not had sex in months I don’t think I would have been any more self-controlled.

Besides, I kinda still wanted to watch my wife fuck another man. 

A man that wouldn’t give her some disease. 

A man who had a big cock. 

A man who turned Cherie on.

Obviously Daniel was all of these things. As I thought about it, I started to become less reserved and was thinking that this might be the opportunity. The thought of my brother fucking my wife was actually starting to appeal to me, as evidenced by a stirring in my pants that actually surprised me.

“Hey Daniel. All set-up?”

“Yep.”

“Okay, here’s your drink, and I’ll bring in the food when it is ready. I set up Netflix; pick a movie would you?”

“Sure. Genre?”

“Whatever.”

“Okay, I’ll find something.”

Cherie arrived downstairs. She had changed into her pajamas for the evening. Not thick fuzzy pants and shirt tonight though. Tonight she wore a light short nighty and covered herself with a housecoat.

With what I knew went on upstairs, I was surprised that Cherie was bold enough to wear this outfit. Or was it because of what went on that she was wearing it? She was horny, sure, but was she intending to tease Daniel? Tease me? Tease us both?

“You look dress down casual,” she said to Daniel as she entered the room.

“Well, um, you do too. This is my movie attire,” Daniel said, his eyes wide as he stared at Cherie.

“Mine too,” she replied with a grin that showed that she appreciated Daniel's attention.

“I found a movie I’ve wanted to see for a while. It’s three hours long though.”

“That’s fine by me. I slept in this morning,” Cherie said.

“I slept on the plane,” Daniel replied.

“Oh?” she looked at him with an intriguing expression.

“How about you little brother?” he responded, with emphasis on ‘little brother’.

I pretended that I wasn’t paying attention to them as I got the food out.

“What’s that?”

Cherie asked, “Do you want to watch a long movie?”

“I can try, but I was up pretty early this morning. I might fall asleep. I did get ahead by a couple of drinks when you were up making beds,” I lied.

If I fell asleep during the movie, I wonder what might develop between these two. If I played my cards right I might get to find out.

“Alright. ‘Standard Malpractice’ it is then! It’s all set up,” Daniel answered.

I set the food down on the coffee table.

“Daniel, help me move the coffee table closer to the sofa would you? You two can sit there and eat, okay?”

“Sure!” Daniel replied eagerly.

“I was going to sit on the loveseat.” Cherie replied with a hesitant tone in her voice.

“Unless you sit together you won’t both reach the food. The sofa and loveseat are too far away from each other. Besides, the TV is easier to see from the sofa.”

“Um, Okay.”

Daniel and I moved the loveseat then I started to set a bit of a plan in motion.

I dimmed the lights strategically. From where I was sitting I could see the sofa, not well, but I could see somewhat. I also turned down the thermostat about three degrees. Cherie gets cold easily and is often snuggled under a blanket when she watches a movie. The light was dim on my recliner, and for them to see me they would have to turn around almost completely, whereas my view of them was not far off of my line of sight.

My plan was simple. Start the movie then have them get under blankets for ‘warmth’. As I pretended to sleep I would watch as the two of them succumbed to their primal urges. What a great plan, I just hoped it worked out. I was becoming more aroused as I considered the prospect of being right there as my brother fucked my wife.

Daniel and Cherie sat together, but not too close together on the sofa. I think Cherie was afraid of what was going on in her mind. I think she realized that if Daniel tried very hard she would not be able to control herself.

After watching about half an hour of the movie I made a conspicuous yawn and reached into the ottoman that sat beside my chair and pulled out a blanket.

“Whew, good movie but I’m tired. I’m having a hard time keeping my eyes open.”

“Does anyone else want a blanket?”

“I do!” Daniel answered immediately.

“Okay, here you go,” I said as I tossed him a light blanket.

"Cherie?” I asked.

"Um, no thanks,” she replied, I’m fine.”

“You always want a blanket for a movie,” I answered. “Here take one in case you need it later”, I added as I tossed her a soft light blanket.

Daniel draped the blanket over himself and let a corner of it rest on Cherie. It was discrete enough to not be obvious but did a half decent job of covering her torso and knees.

I continued to produce fake yawns that became lighter and lighter. Eventually I began to breathe more through my mouth and deliver light snoring sounds.

Daniel turned around and looked at me for a good ten seconds as I peeked out from between nearly closed eyelids and continued to snore away.

Daniel then whispered something to Cherie and she shook her head and whispered back to him a barely audible “No!”

Daniel was no fool though. He knew that if Cherie was really opposed to his advances she only had to get up and go to bed.

No, he knew, and I knew as well, that Cherie wanted to be seduced. She wanted to fend him off until she could no longer control her passion. She wanted to be aroused by the thought of his big cock. She wanted to feel the thrill of fucking another man. She wanted to know the danger of fucking another man while her husband slept only a few feet away. This was her chance to know if that big cock would hurt as much as it thrilled her throbbing pussy.

Through squinted eyes I could see them a little bit from the dimmed lights, however every so often when the movie was bright I could see things quite clearly.

I continued to snore and breathe erratically as if asleep.

I watched them as Cherie appeared focused on the screen while Daniel slid his hand under his blanket onto her knee. This was his first move on the sofa. Cherie captured his hand and held it tight, she turned to him and repeated ‘No!’ but I could see the little grin on her face as she did so. She did not push his hand away, she only held it in place on her knee, hidden barely by the light blanket that covered him and part of her.

Daniel turned toward me again.

“Brent?” he whispered quietly. Then more loudly he called me again, “Brent?”

I continued to snore away apparently oblivious to my surroundings.

“If he’s had a few drinks he’ll be really out,” Cherie admitted.

“Really?” he said smiling at her.

Daniel took his other hand and reached for the blanket that Cherie said she didn’t want.

As he handed it to her, she knew what taking it would mean. If she took the blanket she knew that she was giving him permission. She would be allowing him to fondle her under the secrecy of the blanket.

I could see the reservation on her face in the light of the television. Reservation however was not the only look on her face. Also there was a deep rooted passion in her eyes. No man could miss that look. She was horny and when she looked at Daniel had to know she was horny for him, him and his big cock.

She may have been saying no, but we all knew, including Cherie that she was too horny to hold out for long. She was sitting on the sofa with her brother-in-law’s hand on her thigh as her husband slept a few feet away. We all knew what was in store.

She took her hand off of Daniel's and spread the blanket over herself and the corner of his blanket. This too telegraphed her mindset for those of us who cared to notice. I’m sure Daniel noticed.

She had the opportunity to wrap herself in the blanket, to cocoon herself away from Daniel's advances but she didn’t. She had set the blanket so that their hands could travel secretly under them. Their fingers could sneak to each other’s bodies in secret, hidden from her husband’s view. Their hands and fingers could provide excitement and arousal for each other. She had invited Daniel into her passion.

Daniel's hand had never left her knee as she spread the blanket over herself. I watched as almost imperceptible movements of this hand fluttered along her knee and up her thigh. Her hand was not there to stop him this time. Not fighting against him was obviously acceptance, and his hand moved more constantly under the blanket, roaming up and down her thigh.

I had been listening to them earlier, an hour before, when Cherie admitted to being so hot. I guess I never realized how hot she had been. She was allowing, no inviting, Daniel to please her. Here in front of her sleeping husband. What had made her so excited? Was it the anticipation of cheating on her husband? Whatever it was Cherie was a very horny girl right now.

As Cherie pretended to focus on the screen she slowly spread her legs, inviting Daniel to tease her waiting pussy. I wondered how wet she was right now and imagined that for her to be as eager as she apparently was, she must be very horny.

It looked like Daniel knew what he was doing as I heard Cherie's breathing increase in both pace and intensity. Her legs were open for him and she was beginning to pant as he teased her. I could see that his hand was running up and down her thigh, not high enough to touch her eager slit mind you.

She spread her legs more obviously now, and as I snored in disguise, I heard her whimpering and saw her thrusting out with her pussy to capture his hand.

As I watched, Daniel stroked Cherie's thigh with his right hand and then took her left hand in his and drew it toward him. Under her blanket, then his, he towed her hand. He continued to stroke her thigh as he lay her hand upon his bulging cock.

Cherie’s eyes grew side in surprise. She turned to him with wide eyes and blurted out, “Oh my goodness!” I responded with a light moan but continued to snore.

They turned to me for a moment but I feigned my steady snore and peeked between my near closed eyelids at them.

“Daniel, It’s huge!” Cherie whispered, “You said it was big, but wow!”

“You like it?” Daniel whispered back.

“I don’t know. I think I love it! I’ve never seen one that big!”

“I promise to be gentle."

"I would hope so, but Daniel, I can't. I mean Brent is right there. I mean, that cock of yours is something else, and I have never had a really big one, ever, but I just can't."

"Awe, are you sure?" he asked as he used his hand to move hers up and down his cock under the blanket. "Are you really really sure? I promise not to tell, and Brent is obviously wiped right out."

Cherie looked down at the blanket and the bulge his throbbing cock made under it. She watched her hand trace along that bulge and her demeanor changed as she continued to stroke it now without Daniel's help.

"I bet it would feel really, really good," she spoke without taking her eyes off of her hand stroking the length of his cock.

"I promise you that you will love it."

"Promise?"

"Oh yeah, I promise. Have you ever had multiple orgasms?"

Cherie's eyes grew wide and she looked him in the eyes, a smile crossing her lips, "Oh wow. No I haven't. Ever!" she replied with ever increasing excitement in her voice.

"Well, you just might, if you'll let me fuck you. Fuck you hard and fast with that big hard cock in your hand."

"Umm, well..."

"Let me please you Cherie, please?"

“Oh, damn it, Daniel, you are making me so hot... But we shouldn't, honestly, not that I wouldn't love to feel that big cock of yours inside me..."

Cherie must have been really, really horny. She might occasionally say a curse word but never a vulgar sexual statement like she was throwing around now. This really surprised me.

I watched Cherie now start to stroke Daniel's hard, bulging cock.

Daniel returned the favor and as Cherie stroked his cock he slid his fingers higher and higher up her thigh. Cherie's legs were fully open now exposing her wetness. Finally he touched her wetness. Although covered by the blanket I knew he had reached his goal - Cherie moaned loudly in eager lust. I couldn’t see what was happening with his fingers and her pussy, but I could see her humping against his hand in energetic raw desire.

She was so wet Daniel's fingers were making squish-squish noises inside her as she fucked against his fingers. I could smell the aroma of Cherie's sex wafting through the room as Daniel continued to finger fuck her.

Cherie continued to steadily ride Daniel's fingers then she began to fumble beneath the blanket; I assumed she was reaching to the fly on his shorts so she could release his monster member.

I was right. Over the television, I heard the sound of a zipper slowly opening. Daniel now moaned in satisfaction as Cherie released the pressure on his aching member. His throbbing cock had been trying to grow in the close confines of his gym shorts, and with its enormous size the struggle must have been agony for him.

Although they were covered by their blankets I could see in my mind’s eye the action happening under their covers. Daniel's hand was steadily rocking over Cherie's wet pussy. I could hear her wetness as he tickled the sensitive bud of her clit and slid fingers along and into her slit.

Cherie liked penetration. When I played with her, she did enjoy light teases on her clit, but it was my fingers inside her that made her the hottest. Now it was my brother’s fingers making her so horny that she was humping steadily against them with obvious lust. I don’t think it was his fingers that were the only thing making Cherie so hot though.

She was looking down at the blanket on Daniel's lap and. She and I could see her left hand moving under the blanket. It was sliding up and down the bulge that was so obvious there. Cherie was apparently mesmerized by the size of Daniel's cock and was really enjoying planning with it.

“I want to fuck you! Right here!” Daniel whispered in a feverish voice.

“We can't do it here. Brent might wake up,” she replied.

“Upstairs?”

“He might come up there though,” Cherie replied in an urgent voice.

Obviously Cherie was coming around to Daniel's desires. She was no longer trying to say no, she was more saying, 'How?'.

I continued to feign sleep, but knew now that I did really want to watch my wife riding my brother's big cock. I had to do something or I would lose my opportunity, since Cherie was apparently not about to fuck Daniel while I was sitting in front of them. I knew what I had to do.

Pretending to ruse from my sleep, I stopped snoring and stirred on my chair.

I saw some hands move quickly under the blankets as I yawned and pretended to wake.

“Sorry guys, I fell asleep. I better get to bed.”

“Okay little brother,” Daniel answered. “See you in the morning.”

“I’m going to finish the movie with Daniel okay?” Cherie asked with more innocence than she should have been able to muster.

“Oh, sure. That’s fine.”

“Goodnight,” I slurred as I went to the sofa and kissed Cherie before stumbling off toward the stairs.

I had been smelling the aroma of Cherie's sex from my chair, but when approaching the sofa to kiss her goodnight, I was taken back by how palpable the scent of sex was around the two of them.

The advantage I had at our house is that the stairs to the upper story were not in sight of the living room. As I went down the hall, I passed the stairs and entered the kitchen. Once in the kitchen I ever so quietly sneaked through it into the pitch black of the dining room. The dining room was in total darkness.

The dining room had French doors into the living room that were now closed. The glass of these doors almost acted like a two way mirror to the living room when the dining room was dark as it was now. Almost, but not quite. I knew that they could not see me, but I could plainly see the living room, the sofa and my adulterous wife and brother.

Taking a seat on a dining room chair I pulled out my own growing cock as I sat at my dining room table in the dark. I watched them sit on the sofa awkwardly looking at each other and apparently listening for sounds of my return.

After a few moments I saw Daniel whisper something to Cherie but could not hear them over the television through the closed doors.

Cherie found the television remote and pressed the mute button.

“I know we’ll hear him coming back if he does, the hallway creaks.” Cherie answered, no longer really whispering, rather making the hushed conversation that lovers make in private.

“The hallway creaks? Good. I’m going to turn on more light then,” Daniel added in a similar volume.

I could hear them fairly well not perfect but I could make out the words.

Daniel turned on an end table lamp near the sofa. They were both amply lit now, and I had an excellent view of them on the sofa.

“Why more lights?”

“Because I want to see you. I want to watch you cum.”

“Do you?” she asked with a lust filled voice.

“Yes I do. I also want to see your face as I slide my big hard cock inside you.”

“Oh yes!” she said

“Do you know what Cherie?”

“What?”

“I’m going to fuck you now!”

“Are you?” she asked with heavy breath.

“Yes. You know I am. I’m going to slide my big hard cock inside you until you don’t think you can take any more of it then I’m going to give you the rest.”

“Ohh! Yes. I want to feel your balls against my ass as you bury that huge cock of yours into my wet pussy up to the hilt. I want to feel you cum inside me! Deep inside me!”

With that Daniel fell onto Cherie and kissed her passionately on the mouth as his hands probed her body. I saw his fingers reach her wetness and from no more than fifteen feet away I could see her respond to his passion. I couldn’t hear them though. I wanted to hear the sounds of their moans, the friction of their probing the wetness of Cherie's pussy.

Slowly, very slowly, I turned the handle of the door in front of me. I knew that Daniel and Cherie were lost in their own passions and would not notice as I just cracked the door open.

“Mmm” Cherie moaned as they kissed.

I was still hidden behind the door, but just having the door cracked a few inches now let me hear the sounds of the show happening before me. My fantasy was about to be fulfilled. I was going to secretly watch my wife get fucked by another man. The thought of it was very appealing to me, and I started to stroke my cock in anticipation.

Daniel withdrew from kissing Cherie and rose to his feet. The blanket was still draped over him and as he pulled it off of himself his fully erect cock popped free through the opening of his shorts.

“Oh, Wow!” Cherie exclaimed as she saw his cock for the first time. “I so want to have your cock inside me!” she said

Again, I was almost shocked at the vulgarities coming from my lust filled wife. She normally would not use any profanity and now she was talking like a wanton slut. Which, apparently, right now she was.

Daniel just smiled at her, and removed his shorts and shirt.

“You said Brent will be out now for a while?”

“Yes, after drinking he never gets up after going to bed,” she answered with an eager expression.

“Well then if we are going to have privacy it’s your turn to get naked for me, Sexy,” he said. “I want to watch you undress for me.”

“Do you?” she asked coyly.

“Uh huh,” I want to enjoy the sight of you.

Cherie smiled then unfastened the tie of her housecoat. Opening it she revealed more of the short nighty that she wore.

Slipping one arm then the other through the short sleeves of the housecoat she let it drop to the sofa behind her. She now sat in only her short nighty that was doing little to cover her. The material was thin sleeveless and a hemline that was less than halfway down her thighs. Cherie rose to her feet and then while looking Daniel directly in the eye drew first one arm then the other inside the nighty. It hung about six inches below her pubic mound and Daniel's eyes were drawn there as her fingers appeared at the hem. Gathering the hem into her hands she slowly steadily raised it up and over her head.

She stood there naked. No bra. No panties. Nothing. She was stark naked. Apparently she wore that nighty with intent…

Daniel's eyes were racing over her. He stared at her trimmed lightly haired pussy, her ample breasts, her soft stomach, and her long legs. I saw his cock twitch as he stared at her.

“You are gorgeous!’ he told her.

“I’m glad you think so, because I want you to enjoy this as much as I will,” she said as she came toward him.

Again they kissed and their hands roamed over each other’s nakedness.

“Fuck me Daniel. Please fuck me!”

“Mmm, You are fucking hot aren’t you?”

“I’m so fucking hot right now, you wouldn’t believe it. My pussy is just itching for that cock of yours.

Cherie reached out to take Daniel's big meat into her hand. She rubbed it against her belly and then turned it toward her pussy, using the tip to tickle her engorged clit.

“Mmm! Oh fuck that feels good!” she moaned.

“Not as good as it will feel inside you”, Daniel answered. He grabbed her ass pulling him hard against him.

“I’m going to fuck you slow and gentle. At first. Then I’m going to fuck you so hard you are going to scream.”

“Oh yes, fuck me hard, please. But I'm sorry, I won't scream. I don't do that."

"You've never had me fucking you. I promise, you won't be quiet. Especially when you cum," he told her

"Oh, I want to cum all over your cock. Mm! I want to feel you shoot your cum inside me!”

I couldn't help but be amazed at how much of a slut my demure little wife was being. And I was loving it! I was stroking my fully engorged prick now watching my wife, naked, and massaging her clit with another man’s cock. She was moaning in excitement, eagerly anticipating the feel of that big cock shooting cum into the deepest reaches of her pussy. It was so erotic that watching them made me almost as excited as they were.

Daniel looked at the sofa and grabbed the seat cushions off of it and laid them carefully on the floor. He laid the cushions from the loveseat and the armchair beside the others.

“There, almost a double bed,” he stated.

“Looks good,” Cherie smiled, and they both lay down on the cushion covered floor.

Daniel immediately rolled onto Cherie, and she spread her legs to accept him. The foreplay was apparently over now. She wanted to get fucked, and he was more than willing to comply.

Daniel drew himself to his knees and took his tool in his hand. Cherie too grabbed hold of it and between the two of them they brought the head of his cock to the boiling entrance to her pussy. She removed her hand and put all her trust in Daniel and his big cock.

“Ahh! Yes!” she cried out as his cock slid up and down across her slick lips to the bud of her clit.

Daniel started to slip his cock inside her.

As his big head spread her lips there was some resistance. My cock slid right into Cherie, but my brother’s big snake was not just long it was thick too. The head of it was huge, and I could see it stretching Cherie’s modest slit as he eased it forward.

Meeting resistance he stopped pushing into her.

“Mmm, Uh-Huh” she encouraged him.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked.

“Oh fuck yeah! I’ve been ready since I felt that thing in your pants! Fuck me with that big cock of yours!”

Daniel started to force his way ahead. The bulbous head of his cock stretched then popped through her lips.

“Ungg! Ahh!,” Cherie grunted as she felt it pass.

“Fuck you’re tight!” Daniel murmured as he held just the head of his cock inside her.

With his mighty head through the gate, Daniel started to rock it in and out of Cherie only a bit at a time. Cherie was holding on tight to his shoulders and with eyes closed she concentrated on the feeling of his big cock inside her. He was inside her and starting to work the length of his big meat into her.

Daniel’s light thrusts became deeper and deeper a few millimeters at a time, and Cherie was now starting to get into the sensation of it.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, like that!”

“Uh huh, give me more. I can take more. I want it all!”

As I watched Daniel rocking his hips Cherie was starting to thrust back against him. Her pussy was sucking him in, deeper and deeper.

“Oh fuck that feels good! Give me more, uh huh! Fuck me Daniel!”

Daniel continued to ride my wife as she thrust up against him. Her cries of passion were becoming wilder with lust.

“Do you feel how tight I am? I’ve never had a big cock like this! Uh huh.”

“Oh I never thought that fucking could feel like this!” Cherie breathed.
“Oh fuck this feels good!”
“Yes! Oh fuck that is so, so, so good!” she continued.

"I’m gonna...” she moaned.
"...Yeah, I’m gonna! uh huh!”
"Yes. Yes. I’m Gonna c-c-c- cum!” she squealed.
I’m gonna cum! And you aren’t even all inside me yet!”

Cherie’s back arched and as she started to orgasm. Daniel, in obvious excitement lost restraint and dropped his hips, plunging his cock all the way inside her!

“Aahh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! That hurts good! I can’t believe it is all inside me. Oh fuck! That feels good! I’m cumming all over your cock! Don’t stop, Daniel – keep fucking me! Fuck me hard!”

My brother was pulling his hips back an unbelievable distance and then slamming down again, jackhammering his rock hard cock into my thrusting and squealing wife. Over and over he pounded his cock into her, and every thrust he made she grunted and thrust back into him.

Cherie had ridden through her orgasm and was now full-fledged fucking him for both their pleasure again.

On and on they went – humping and squealing and vocalizing and grunting and squishing and groping.

“Fuck my wet pussy Daniel! Give me that hard cock! Yes! Yes! Yes! Uh huh, huh, huh. Keep fucking me. Give me that big beautiful cock Daniel. Oh Fuck don't stop! I want your cum.”

Daniel and Cherie were fucking like wild beasts now. The squeals and grunts were load and totally unrestrained. If I was upstairs I would have hear them, but instead I was here only ten feet away from the action, watching my brother give my wife the fuck of her life.

Cherie was screaming out in lust. She had Daniel’s ass in her hands and was pulling his ass toward her driving that big cock deep inside her.

“Oh fuck Cherie, you are so hot! So tight! You’re gonna make me cum!”

“Oh yes Daniel. Cum for me! I want to feel that big cock cum inside me!”

“Ugh! Uggggg! Here it comes Cherie! Here is my cum!”

Daniel thrust hard into Cherie. He paused there holding himself tight against her as he started to cum.

Cherie wrapped her legs around him and pulled him toward her squeezing him, squeezing his cum into her.

“Oh Daniel! Yes! I feel your cum splashing inside me! I feel your big cock pulsing inside me! You’re going to make me, Ugh huh! I’m gonna cum again! YES! I’m cumming with you Daniel!”

They laid rock stiff as Cherie squeezed Daniel's ass and pulled him into her as they both strained and grunted in orgasm. The sight of it all was too much for me.

I leaned back in my chair and let my cum go. My nuts pulsed, and I watched as spurt after spurt flew from my cock and landed on the door, the windows and the floor. It was all I could do not to make any noise as I clenched my teeth and shot ropes of cum from my throbbing aching cock.

After a few moments Daniel and Cherie relaxed their embrace.

“Oh, fuck me. That was unbelievable!”, Cherie said. “That was fantastic. I sure wanted to feel all of you inside me, but never thought that I could take that big cock of yours.”

“Well you sure did! You looked like you could take even more.”

“No. No way. I’m as sore as hell down there right now. It is a good kinda sore though. That thing is dangerous, she smiled. “It sure made me cum hard though!”

“I’ll say, you came hard and wet. I hate to say so but these cushions are a bit wet.”

“What?! Oh no! How will I explain that?”

“Just turn them over tonight and deal with it later I guess.”

“I suppose so,” Cherie answered. “Well we better get this cleaned up and I better get to bed before Brent gets up.”

“Yes, I suppose so.”

As the two of them started to putter around in the living room I quickly wiped up my mess with my shirt and retreated into the kitchen. I quickly made it through the kitchen then quickly climbed the stairs and slipped into my bedroom and into bed.

It was only about five more minutes before Cherie made it into the bedroom. As she slipped into bed, I couldn’t help but smell the scent of sex emanating from her. She positively reeked of fucking.

I pretended not to notice, in fact I pretended to not wake at all when she came to bed. If she had any guilt or reservations about fucking my brother in my living room it didn’t bother her too much, she started to doze off just a few minutes after crawling into bed.

I, however, couldn’t sleep. Cherie fucking another man had been my greatest fantasy, but I always wondered if I would be okay with it when it happened. Would I be jealous? Would I be hurt?

The facts are... I was thrilled!
I loved watching my wife fuck another man. It was the most sexually satisfying thing I had ever seen.

Cherie started to snore as I pondered what I should do now. Should I let her know that I knew and was okay with her fucking other men? What if this was a onetime thing for her. Maybe she just wanted to see what it was like and then never do it again? Would she want to do it all the time? Would it be less exciting for me or for her if it was not in secret? Would she turn into a complete slut and leave me and my small cock?

All kinds of scenarios were running through my mind as Cherie rolled onto her back and started to snore. I slipped my finger along and then into her still hot pussy and felt the wetness of her lubrication mixed with my brother’s semen.

To be continued.....