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David's 2nd Visit

By: Lauries Husband



David’s Next Visit

I spoke with my brother several times in the days after the B-B-Q. He was even more excited by the promises my wife had made him as she fucked him for the second time that day. 

“You mean it?” he asked. “She really meant it?” 

David is fifty-four years old – a good-looking man at 5’8” and 155 lbs. He’s been a runner for years and consequently he’s in great shape. But he sounded a little strange as we talked on the phone. 

“Take it easy, bro…” I tried to calm him down a little. “Yeah, she meant it… all of it. So do I. We’ll answer all your questions, tell you the stories; everything she said.” 

“She said more than that, little brother!”  David’s voice sounded a little stronger again. “You were right there… you heard her.”

“She meant that, too. Anytime you want, bro…” now my voice was breaking a little – this was still way too strange – “she’ll do whatever, wherever…” my heart was in my throat, making me choke the words out… “whoever you want.” My cock had grown hard during this exchange and I imagined his had, too.

“But I think you might have a few stories to share as well, David. Unless I’m very mistaken, that wasn’t the first time you’ve tasted cum.”

David chuckled. “Well, maybe I can tell you about that Thursday. What time is the Cubs’ game on?”

We made some arrangements that would have David here about the same time I usually get home after work. He told his wife he would pick her up after her store closed – about 10:00 p.m. Thursday was a long day at work. Finally, it was over and I headed home. I lit a skinny and thought about what I might find when I got there, blood filling my dick as I pictured Laurie riding my brother’s face.

His car was in our driveway as I pulled up. I heard them talking in the kitchen as I walked in the door and went to join them. Laurie was standing against the stove, sipping a glass of wine. She wore an outfit I hadn’t seen in over twenty years… an off-white, soft cotton, sleeveless, scoop neck shirt and snug, matching shorts in the same thick, T-shirt material. Both the top and shorts had diamond-shaped cutouts down the both sides. David was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on a scotch. I patted him on the shoulder as I walked over to Laurie and kissed her.

“This brings back memories, baby…” I murmured as I slid my hand over her breast.

“David said he wanted to hear some stories,” Laurie kissed me back, “and I thought we might as well start with George. The Greek shirt is in the laundry, so I thought this might get you in a story-telling mood.”

My prick was now straining against my pants as I remembered the afternoon she first wore those clothes. My throat was dry – I needed a drink and I know David would calm down a little as well if I rolled us a joint. I poured myself a soft drink in a big glass of ice, and then suggested we go upstairs and get comfortable. 

Laurie walked over to David and helped him up. He took her into his arms, bent down and kissed her. Then, his blue eyes gleaming, he looked at me… “Well, what are we waiting for?” We went up to our bedroom.

I was preparing a couple of j’s at my desk; Laurie put an oversized “reading cushion” against the middle of the headboard and leaned back against it; David was sitting on the bed, next to my wife, his back against the headboard. He looked over at me…”Okay, so who’s George?”

Laurie looked at him. ”George Harding…you met him at our wedding,” she said. I looked up from my task. ”He was my first principal when I taught in Chicago,” I said. “Tell him how it started, baby,” I said to sexy wife..

“Yeah…tell me, baby…” my brother chuckled deep in his throat. Laurie leaned over and stopped his laughing by sticking her tongue halfway down his throat. She slowly pulled away, a funny expression on her face.

“Oh, David…” she hissed, “I love it when you call me ‘baby’… but only people who do whatever I ask can call me that.”

My brother looked at me for a long second, then turned back to her. “He does that for you?” he asked.

Laurie smiled at him. “He does everything I ask him to.”

He looked at me again. “Cool.”  Then, turning to Laurie, he dropped his voice again. “So go on, baby…tell me, baby…”

I sat down on the floor, resting against the bed next to my brother as Laurie started her tale. I lit a j, took a drag and handed it to David. I watched him take a drag, hand it back to me, and then put that hand on my wife’s breast, massaging her slowly. 

“Well,” she started, “Steven should tell you the real start of this another time… he did George’s wife in Florida a long time ago… oh, that feels good, David… keep doing that…” 

I looked up to see him circling her nipple with his thumb over her shirt. 

“Anyway, George saw me one day at National(the college where Laurie and I met) and told your brother he wanted to ‘do me’… so he and Steven set up a dinner at George’s apartment.

"I remember we did a stir-fry… it was really sexy… Steven made me wear a shirt that split open when I bent over the stove so George could see my chest.

“After dinner, we went into the living room; your brother sat in a chair across from us; George and I were lying down on the floor on some big pillows. We started making out…” 

Laurie leaned over David and started kissing him, her hand sliding down to the lump in his pants. I took another hit of the j as I heard his zipper sliding down. “Then he wanted me to blow him…” she slid slowly down the bed until her face was in his groin, her fingers trying to pull his underwear out of the way.  

I kneeled up, facing them – Laurie was tickling his sac, his erection was twitching on its own. She licked up the underside of his hot, hard shaft, and then took him into her mouth and down her throat in one smooth, gliding motion. I heard my brother groan as I watched her throat work like she was swallowing. Then she lifted off of him, turned her head to him and smiled. 

“I just love sucking cock, David,” she giggled as she slid back up the bed. I handed David the j before he could complain about her leaving him like that.

“After he came… did you?”

“I always swallow, David,” she giggled again. “Anyway, after he came, he told me to give your brother a big kiss. I felt so weird doing it, but he sure seemed to like it. And, I really got turned on when George ‘made’ me do it. Then he ate me out for a few minutes until he got hard again. And then, with your brother watching from five feet away…” Laurie’s breathing was fast and shallow, her voice getting raspy… “He fucked me, David. Really good and hard; until he jammed his cock in as far as he could and dumped his crème in my pussy.”

David looked at me. “What did you do? Jerk off while you watched them?”

I took another hit, put it in an ashtray, and slowly exhaled. “You know me too well, bro… it was, up until that night, absolutely the hottest thing I have ever seen. We all discovered a few things about ourselves that night.” I think David noticed my face get flushed as I got hot, remembering more of that night.

He turned to his steaming sister, kissed her hard – she returned it the same way. “What did my little brother learn that night, baby?”

Again, Laurie slid down the bed until her face was even with his erection. She held him around the base and licked the crown like it was a sucker. She smiled at me as she spoke to him. “A little shame and a little humiliation make his dick harder than steel,” she giggled and then swallowed his prick again. This time she bobbed up and down several times before she did her throat trick. David was moaning continuously; his hand on the back of her neck, holding her down. Her nose was buried in his hair and I could see her throat muscles moving. With a loud groan, David thrust his hips upward as he shot spurt after spurt of his semen down my wife’s throat.

Laurie swallowed all of him, his cock buried in her throat. As he softened, she lovingly licked and sucked him clean. When David’s breathing was under control, he lifted her up to him and he kissed her. “Christ… that was just unreal… I mean...  that was just the best… God, I love you, Laurie.” Then his eyes got a little hard. “You said anything, right?” 

Laurie nodded her head – she was smiling. 

David jerked his head in my direction. “So go on…what are you waiting for?  Kiss him.”

She scampered off the bed and kneeled in front of me, her eyes starting to glaze over; I’ve seen that look before. “You want me to kiss you, baby?” her voice was a hoarse whisper. “You want to taste your big brother’s cum?” Without waiting for an answer, she leaned into me and stuck her tongue into my open mouth, pushing what was left of him into me. She held my cheeks as she withdrew. “Swallow it, baby…do it for me.”

David watched us intently. As I swallowed, I heard him say, “Jeez… cool…”  

Laurie had her hand covering my hard-on. She looked at him and smiled. “It gets a whole lot cooler, David… just wait…”

David's 2nd Visit Pt. 0



David stood on shaking knees, his breath coming in short, shallow bursts. His blue eyes were still glazed behind the narrow slits.

“I asked you a question, David.” Laurie was standing next to my brother; her body, flushed and moist from the sex, molded against his lean frame. Her head fit perfectly into his shoulder, and her hand was massaging his tender balls. Her voice was low and throaty. “Do you think you want to call me baby?”

My brother looked at me as he answered my wife. I noticed my hand had drifted to my cock, slowly pulling and sliding over the lengthening shaft. “What do I have to do?” His voice cracked as he whispered the words.

Laurie leaned into him, her breasts pressing against him, her hand palming his sac and the underside of his erect prick. She answered with a deep, dirty giggle, “You know, my beautiful brother…anything I tell you to.”

A drop of pre-cum squeezed through the tip of my cock. Looking at David, I scooped it up on the tip of my finger and put it in my mouth. David shook his head, looking back and forth from me to Laurie and back. I looked up at my wife. She was standing even closer to him, molded against his side; she was softly licking his neck as she waited for him to speak.

“And you, my incredibly hot sister,” his voice still cracking, “will you still keep all your promises?”

She moaned into his shoulder. “I will, lover…like I said before.” Laurie’s voice dropped again. “Whatever you want…wherever you want…” She flushed completely, the sheen of her sweat glowing a dusky pink. “Whoever you want me to.” Her fingers were gliding up and down his stiff cock, teasing the crown until it was a deep red. 

David held her face up, looked deeply into her lust-filled eyes. “What about you, Laurie? Do you want me to call you baby?” His arm drew her tight and it seemed they were breathing together. I glanced at Laurie’s legs. They were still moist and flushed. My eyes looked up and I could see drops of moisture gathering on her swollen lips, her clit just peeking out between the soft folds. My wife was excited beyond belief.

I had to walk away…this was way too intense. I stood, kissed Laurie on her shoulder…her skin was steaming…walked over to my desk and lit another j.

My wife looked at me and smiled, her eyes shining a brilliant blue. “Oh yes, David. I really want you to call me baby.”

I walked over to the bed and sat down, leaning back against the big cushion. I had the j and an ashtray, smoking silently, watching the scene between my wife and my brother play out before me. I was very stoned. This was truly Theater of the Very Strange.

David slipped out of Laurie’s hug and walked over to the bed. He sat down near me on the edge, took the j out of my hand and took a deep drag. Laurie moved over, stood between his legs. She took his empty hand and put it against her moist, hot cunt. Slowly, she moved his palm in circles over her clit. “Well, David?”

He exhaled slowly, looked over his shoulder at me and smiled; his face seemed a more normal color again. He turned back to Laurie. His voice much more the slightly sarcastic tone we were familiar with, he said, “What would you like me to do, baby?” 

I took another deep drag, trying to force myself to get even higher. Laurie nodded towards me…David’s eyes followed hers. “Take another hit, David,” she stage whispered in his ear. “Then make your brother hard for me.”

David took the joint out of my hand, took a very long pull and handed it back to me. Laurie was stroking his shoulder and back. David turned around the other way and leaned over me, his face right above my dick. He grabbed me and exhaled the smoke, blowing a thin plume over the head of my swelling cock. He looked at me, told me to enjoy the moment, and then took me into his mouth. Ah, God…thank you! My brother was sucking my cock…for real!!!

When I started thrusting up into his mouth, David started to gag. Laurie pulled him off and gave him a sweet, deep kiss. She told him that was soooo hot. She moved up onto the bed and straddled my stiff pole; settling her pussy over me, she took me in an inch at a time until she had all of me up her hot, velvety cunt. She leaned over and kissed me, then she started fucking me, riding me up and down she leaned back and put David’s hand on her breast.

“David, tell us something…something hot…make Steven cum in me…” Laurie choked the words out as she continued to ride me.

David leaned towards me, his voice low, his delivery shaky. “You were right, little brother. The other night wasn’t the first time I tasted cum. You know,” he said, “we both tasted the same stuff…” I looked over at him and saw the smile on his face. “You bet, little brother…Bob Christian.” The color drained out of my face. Bob was my best friend from Junior High through our early twenties. He was tall, thin, rich and beautiful. I was short, fat and not overly popular. I loved him for a long time. In our early teens, we started a physical relationship. Like with many boys who ‘experiment’ it started with mutual masturbation, soon progressing to oral sex – inevitably moving on to anal sex. We drifted apart after that and I haven’t seen him since.

David continued, “Yeah, bro. I know all about it; how you used to beg him to let you suck that beautiful, big cock.” My cock started to twitch in Laurie’s cunt. She told David he was getting me ready to cum.

“He would lick my dick and suck my balls…telling me how he used to fuck your ass.” I was thrusting wildly into her. Laurie grabbed David’s hand and told him to play with my sac, squeeze it a little. “He said you were a great fuck, bro.” I was right on the edge, Laurie was contracting her muscles, clamping over my stiff rod. 

“He said the best, man…” and he started to really squeeze me, “he said the best was when after he fucked you…he…he shoved his cock into your mouth so you could suck it off.” I jerked up so hard I almost threw my wife off of me as I pumped jet after jet of semen into her steaming cunt. 

Laurie leaned down and kissed me. She said she always knew I was nasty…she loved it; it was so hot listening to David. Then she rose up off of me and pushed me away from the cushion and settled herself there, her knees drawn up and spread. “David? Are you ready, lover? You know he didn’t make me cum.”

Like I did before, my brother knelt between my wife’s legs and leaned forward, his tongue sliding down the insides of her thighs – hot and sticky with the residue of our sex. He did a respectable job of cleaning her of someone else’s cum, not as thorough as he should have been, but okay for a first time. But when he started to concentrate on her clit, he had her moaning and writhing on the cushion. Within minutes, Laurie was screaming as she came all over his face. David flopped on his back to catch his breath. “God, you taste good, baby…both of you…”

He rolled over and grabbed the joint out of the ashtray, lit it and took a hit. He handed it to me as he exhaled. “Okay, baby, what else do you want me to do?”

Laurie looked at him, and then turned to me. Smiling a nasty little smile, she leaned down and kissed me. She turned to my brother and in a raspy, low whisper, she told him.

“Use me, lover…I’ll do whatever you want…whenever you want…with whoever you want me to…” My heart was beating so loud I thought they could hear it as clearly as I did.

She leaned over him and started kissing him lightly all over his stomach and chest. 

“What I really want, David…I want you to tell me to do it…whatever it is…I want you to make me do it.” Now my breathing matched my heartbeat, loud and fast. Unbelievably, I was hard again – God love that Viagra! – trying to hear Laurie's whispers over my pounding pulse. 

“What did you think when you saw me in the hotel room, David?”

“At first I was shocked. Then I thought you were the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

Laurie was licking his neck, kissing him lightly around his shoulders. “Is that all, lover? Really?”

David took another hit, then put the j back in the ashtray. “No…I…uhm…I thought you were a slut. I couldn’t believe what you were doing to Steven.”

“And now…what do you think now, David?” my wife slipped down my brother’s torso until she was hovering over his expanding prick. Her face dropped lower, so slowly…she sucked his head into her mouth.

“God, that is just so fine, baby…I know you love him…I know he loves you and everything you do…”

Laurie released him from her mouth, her hand now jerking him. “Am I still a slut, David?”

He looked at me…I smiled at him. He put a hand on the back of her head, pushed her down on his cock. “Yes…yes, you’re still a slut.”

“Will you make me your slut, David?” The urgency in her voice had us all on the edge of climax.

“Yes, baby…you belong to us, to brothers…you’re our slut now…” 



David's 2nd Visit Pt. 02



Laurie squeezed my rock-hard cock around the base. She knew I was close to climaxing as she told me to swallow the last drops of the cum she fed me with her tongue – my brother’s cum.  David was watching us, saying how cool it was. She looked at him and smiled. 

“It gets a whole lot cooler, David… just wait…”  With that, she gave me one more squeeze and jumped back up on the bed. She snuggled next to David, her head resting against his chest, her arm stretched out, gently fondling his half-hard penis and rubbing his balls. She looked at me sitting back in my chair. “Tell him about this outfit, baby.”

I tossed David a j and then lit one for myself. I realized I was stroking myself as I remembered that afternoon.

“It was a late Saturday afternoon, the weekend following our wedding.” I took a deep drag and a long drink. “We had invited George over for dinner, and…”

Laurie giggled from the bed. “C’mon, baby, tell him what it was really like. We promised to tell him.” David’s cock was starting to rise as my wife stoked him so lightly.

“Better tell me all of it, bro…” he was trying to look stern, “you know you’ll feel better if you do.” They both lost it and started laughing. I did, too. I took another hit to calm down and started again.

“Okay…” I had to take a drink – my throat suddenly dry. “That first night at George’s, after Laurie kissed me, she walked back to him, like she said before, and lay down on the carpet… and… fucked my friend.  Afterward, they were kissing and whispering for a little while. I asked her what they were talking about.” 

Another drink, another drag. “My darling wife told me that George made her promise that he could fuck her whenever he wanted.”

Laurie caught my eye as she giggled again. Looking right at me, she sucked the head of David’s cock into her mouth, and then let it pop out. 

“He was pretty good, David. He did me hard and rough and I really liked that.”  She looked at me again. “Your brother really liked it, too...”

I started again as she bent down, holding his staff upright as she drew her tongue lovingly up his hard length. “So anyway, George called a few days after we got back from Wisconsin (a weekend honeymoon) and said he wanted to come over. So he came.”

“We were waiting outside (we lived in a 4-unit apartment – the street was lined with them – each had a small porch and very small front yard); Laurie was wearing this outfit, I think it was the first time someone else would see it. Anyway, he parked in front of the house, got out of his car, and she ran down the steps to him. She kissed him. I looked around; I saw some neighbors we didn’t know looking at us. I don’t know what made me say it, but loud enough for anyone to hear, I asked George how he liked Laurie’s outfit.”

“He stepped back and looked at her. He said he thought it looked great... why? I said I thought she wasn’t wearing to her best advantage. “It was made,” I said, “to be worn with nothing underneath.”  Laurie was moaning again as she worked David’s cock into her mouth. He was looking quite relaxed, one hand resting on the back of her neck, the other holding a joint. Life was good!

“George said he thought that might look good.” 

Laurie was moaning louder. 

“He told her to go inside and take off her underwear and put the outfit back on. He didn’t seem to care that others may have heard him.” And once again, my throat was getting very dry. 

“Laurie asked if we were coming with her. I started to walk towards the house when I heard George say, very calmly, that we would wait outside for her – he wanted to see her in the sunlight. Her face got real red, but she turned and went inside.”

Laurie looked up, her whisper carrying across the room. “It was the first time, you know, that I was… you know… a little submissive. It was soooo hot, David.”

David looked at me, his face almost unreadable. “Roll me another one, bro. You guys are just unbelievable!”

I talked as I rolled. “We smoked a cigarette, then the front door opened and Laurie walked out onto the porch. From twenty feet away, I could see her shaking.  George guided me around to the right side while telling Laurie to move to the left side of the porch front. As she moved to just the right place, the sun, starting to set behind her, made the top nearly transparent – her tits completely outlined, hard nipples clearly visible. I was just about to lose my mind. George said he thought she looked much better that way and told her to come down off the stoop.”

I turned to Laurie. “Why don’t you show David the difference, baby. Wear it the right way.”

My suddenly shy wife looked up, said “Steven, you know it won’t look the same… they don’t exactly stand straight out like they used to.”

David and I laughed. He told her she knows how beautiful we think she is. He said she has the best breasts of any 50-year old he’s ever seen…well, alive, anyway. With very little persuasion, Laurie climbed off the bed and went into her dressing area. I heard her turn on the light and a minute later, she stood at a 45-degree angle in the doorway, backlit by the lamp she had switched on. The effect was perfect… two hard cocks pointed at her nipples pushing through the soft cotton top. She stood there, letting us gawk.

“Laurie walked into the small yard,” I continued the tale, “looking naked to the group gathering on the porch to the east of us. As she got closer, George said the shorts looked better, too, with nothing but skin showing through the cutouts. He pulled her close and they kissed – out on the lawn. Man, it was so crazy… I mean, we really didn’t know these other people… but they knew we were married.”


Laurie walked back to the bed and leaned back against the oversized pillow. David reached a hand over to her and pulled her top up a little, and then slid his other hand under the waistband of her shorts.

“George draped his arm around her, his long fingers playing with a hard, pointed nipple. He asked what the dinner plans were. I said we were going to order in a pizza. He moved his hand to Laurie’s butt, squeezing a cheek as he hugged her. ‘Come on,’ he said to her, ‘we’ll go get it.’ He grabbed her hand and walked her to his car. They were gone about thirty minutes. I was waiting in the living room when they came in. They rushed right by me, through the kitchen (George dropped the pizza boxes on the table) and into our bedroom.”

Laurie started to unbutton David’s shirt, and she continued to undress him as she spoke slowly. “The pizza place was really cold – air conditioning up full blast. We sat at a table up front.” 

David was tugging his pants and boxers off. Laurie kneeled on the bed and slowly, very slowly, pulled her top up and off. Her nipples were as hard as I have ever seen them. 

“Every body that came in or out passed right by us.” 

Her breath was fast and shallow. 

“George kept talking about my chest…how everyone was looking at me. I couldn’t wait to get home so he could fuck me soooo hard.” David’s erection was pointing upwards as my wife shed her shorts and straddled his hips. 

Laurie took his hardness and rubbed it across her wet, slippery slit. Leaning forward on one hand, she reached down with the other and guided his cock up and into her steaming pussy. “Fuck me, baby>… fuck me hard.” 

With little encouragement needed, my brother started humping his hard, hot prick into my wife’s glorious cunt. His hands were kneading her breasts, fingers pulling her extended, blood-dark nipples straight out. Laurie couldn’t talk as he kept jabbing his pole up into her, lifting her off his legs with the effort. After just a few minutes, he clenched and moaned as he filled his sister with his creamy juice.  She fell forward slowly, grabbing the pillow and tossing it off the bed in my direction. She groaned long and loud.

I placed the cushion against the side of the bed and leaned back. She was giggling again. “I told you it was gonna get way cooler, didn’t I?” she asked David. “Watch this…”

Laurie slid off of him and walked around the bed until she was standing over me, her legs spread. She lowered her sopping cunt to my mouth. “Eat me, baby,” she whispered aloud to me. As I licked the drops of cum running down her thighs before I pulled her close and stuck my tongue in as deeply as I could, I heard her continue.

“That first time… at George’s… George told me to make your brother suck his cum out of me after he fucked me. God, Steven, don’t stop! He really liked it, too. He’s never stopped doing it for me.” Laurie motioned for David to come over to her.

David got off the bed and walked around until he was standing behind her. When I looked up, I could see his hands massaging her swollen breasts. I kept alternating between little circular licks around her clit and sucking her swollen lips into my mouth. His cock was half-hard, rubbing between her slick thighs.

Laurie’s voice was ragged. “There was something else that night, too. Wasn’t there, baby?” Laurie had reached down and held my brother’s long, sticky cock in her hand.

“What else?” David was almost as breathless as Laurie was; his voice cracked as he spoke. “What else did he make you do, little brother?”

She turned her head back towards him – I could hear them kissing. And then, her voice low as ever, she said, “When your brother was done eating me… licking me clean… George told me to tell him to clean George’s cock, too.”  David’s hard penis jumped in her hand.

“How did you do that, bro?”

Laurie leaned forward, her mouth next to my ear. She whispered to me, “Do this for me, baby… please???”  I nodded and leaned my head back against the side of the bed. My wife turned around to David again, her voice hoarse with excitement and a lot of tension. He was rock hard again, and she held him in her fingers, drawing him closer to me. David started to groan as she wiped his sticky head over my open lips. Laurie choked out the words, “Like this, baby… my husband sucked George’s cock clean… just like this.”  

And as he stood in front of me, she fed him into my mouth. And I sat there, so hot my skin was burning, looking first at her and then at my brother, as I sucked all of their juices off of him.

“Goddammit, Steven… that feels so great.” David’s knees were shaking – he was (unconsciously, I think) starting to hump my face.  I pulled him out, gave him another big tongue swipe, and looked up at him.

“George thought so, too.  After that, sometimes he made me get him hard and wet so he could fuck Laurie.  We all seemed to like that a lot, too. In fact, she really gets off whenever I do that for her.”

David looked at Laurie … his eyes were tiny slits… “Is this part of calling you baby?”

Laurie smiled at him… “What do you think, David?”