The Rest of the Story
The dialog isn't exact. It's what I can remember, but then I was sort of preoccupied.
She's fucking herself I've got my pants around my ankles. I'm wearing bright blue nylon briefs that are held up with velcro at each hip. She loved those. "Come here baby, let Claire help you."
She teased the head of my cock which was just poking out of the top of my briefs, and then grabbed both sides and gave them a tug leaving me naked from the waist down.
"This isn't terrible, I thought it was like your little finger or something. Have you ever seen your brother's? You wouldn't want to sweetie, he's got a tool; you've got a toy. Here I brought this along to help you."
Grabbed her purse again and pulled out a small bottle of Astro-Glide. She squirted it on the top of my dick, and kept pouring it until it was covered. I thought I was going to hyper-ventilate. My head was tilted back, eyes closed, mouth open, and then nothing happened.
When I opened my eyes and looked, she was laying back on the bed slowly sliding the fake cock in and out of her pussy staring at me. I shuffled forward to get on the bed with her.
"No, no, no. Stay right where you are Gary, stroke it."
"What? No, I want to fuck you, come on Claire. Jesus Christ, you can't pull this shit on me, I'm gonna fuck your teasing ass."
"I'm your brother's wife. You naughty little boy. Would you really fuck your brother's wife? I don't think so. But maybe, if you're a good boy for Claire we'll see. Now play with yourself just like I'm doing it turns me on."
So I started stroking my cock, but I was so close to cuming I knew I couldn't hold off for very long with her spread out on the bed in front of me. I was moaning, and needed relief.
"Claire Goddamn, I'm gonna cum, please lets do this. Mike and Julie are gonna get back."
Now is when the little slut unloads on me.
"They've already been gone over an hour Gary, how long does it take to fix a toilet? Think your brother is having a long talk with his Mommy when he could be here with me drinking and dancing? Hhhhmmmm, what else could he be doing, and with who?"
There was no way my brother and wife were doing what she was suggesting. My wife's fucked other guys, but I knew about those, and my brother wouldn't fuck my wife. No way.
"Fuck you Claire, you fucking no good bitch. You lying ***** he wouldn't do that to me, and neither would Julie. You fucking slut. I hate your ass."
The bitch laughed at me. She used one hand to fuck herself with the dildo, and the other to play with her clit. "Cum on my panties. Jerk off in my panties, you little mommy's boy. Do it, do it, ohhhhh, I'm gonna cum with you. Ohhhh, we'll all cum at the same time, you and I watching each other, and Mike with his big cock in your wife's pussy. Ohhhh yeah, your brother's fucking your bit-titted wife, she's screaming just about now. Oh fuck, her pussy will be so big when he's done using it, you'll won't be able to feel it next time she lets you fuck her. Ohhhh, ohhhh, you poor little-dicked *****. He's dumping a gallon of thick creamy real-man juice into her cunt right now! Ohhhh yes! Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes!"
I started cuming when she was about half way through this diatribe. I shot off into her panties. I was pissed and turned on at the same time. That's when she laid her head back, and put her arm across her head, and it occurred to me that my phone was in my pant's pocket. Claire was just sighing in contentment. I turned on the camera, shut the flash off, focused, coughed, and took the picture.
This really sucks telling this, and I'm not going through exactly what she said, but I ended up with her panties on. They didn't really fit, so they were only about half way up my ass, and of course wet with my sperm. She was going to wear mine, but they wouldn't stay up so she just went without. I "had" to model them for her and when I turned with my back to her she slapped my ass, and told me that I was, "Such a cute little bitch."
Did my brother fuck my wife? They showed up about twenty minutes later, and looked perfectly normal. When I asked them what took so long, Mike said he had some trouble with the toilet and Julie and Mom were having a good time talking so they'd just stayed for awhile. I tried to get my hand up my wife's skirt to play with her panties while we were sitting at the table, and she told me to behave myself. I tried again, and she told me that I could play with hers if she could play with mine. When I asked her what she meant by that she looked at me like I was mentally challenged.
"I mean if you're going to feel me up in public, it should be okay for me to do the same thing to you. So are you going to pull down your zipper?" Does she know I'm wearing Claire's thong?
I tried to have sex with her when we got home, but she didn't want to, and she calls the shots on that so there wasn't much I could do. I checked her panties the next day, and didn't find anything. I called my Mom, and felt her out about how long they'd been at her place. She told me, "quite awhile, and had a nice visit with Julie." I tired to find out exactly when they'd left, but she just wasn't sure.
Claire was a "perfect" lady the rest of the evening with the exception of our one dance together. She just made small talk like nothing had happened until the dance was over, and we were starting back to our table. "You're a very good dancer Gary...you little bitch."
I know I turned beet fucking red.
So what do I think? Fuck I don't know. I can't help but think either Julie knows or they all know something. If they all know, are they just getting off on her fucking with me, and Mike thinks it's funny because I was the "jock/stud" when we were growing up. Is he getting off on Claire telling him about me walking around with sticky panties on.
Oh yeah, she of course kept my briefs. Is he fucking Julie, or is Claire just playing mind games with me? Yeah I got off on most of it, and I've jerked off about a dozen times looking at her picture and using her panties. I'm thinking about waiting for a moment when my wife isn't expecting it, and I'm just going to say something like, "How long have you and Mike been sleeping
together?"
If she gets pissy about it, and asks me where in the hell I ever got an idea like that...Claire told me. Dumb idea? Just go with flow because maybe sooner or later I'll get some pussy?
Show Claire the picture next time the opportunity presents itself? That would clear up whether my brother knows or not. I know she's got my number, but I want to sink my cock into her pussy so bad I can taste it. Pun intended.
That's it.
