Uncle/Niece/Dad/Daughter Dance Ch. 01

Something that she didn't know about her mother, it was then that Lydia discovered that her mother had been drinking and was a drunk and a whore for more than twenty years. Something that she didn't know about her mother, she didn't realize her mother felt guilty for her sexual affairs. Something she didn't know about her mother or her Uncle Bill, she didn't know that they were in love. She continued reading.

"With me always so shy and morally modest when I was dating and before I was married, I couldn't believe Bill not only saw me naked but also that I allowed my brother-in-law to see me naked. I shocked myself by not cowering, covering myself, and/or screaming for him to leave. Instead of cowering, instead of covering myself, and/or instead of screaming for him to leave, suddenly feeling so sexually wicked as if I was a stripper in a VIP room, I left my arms down by my side.

As if giving him my permission, I allowed him to see me naked. As if giving him my permission, I wanted him to take me and have sex with my naked body. In the way that he flirted with me and sexually teased me, knowing that he wanted to see me naked, I wanted him to see me naked too. Instead of leaving, apologizing, and closing the door behind him, he stepped inside and closed my bedroom door."

'This is so scandalous,' thought Lydia. 'Reading about my mother with my Uncle Bill is better than reading a sexy, steamy novel. By reading my mother's, personal, private thoughts, as if I'm there sitting in the corner of her room, I can't help but feel that I'm there watching them about to have sex.'

"Bill, what are you doing in my room? I'm not decent. Please leave," I said half-heartedly. "You mustn't see me like this. I'm indisposed. I'm naked. This is wrong for you to be in my bedroom when Charlie isn't home. I'm your sister-in-law, your brother's wife, and you're my brother-in-law, my husband's brother. We can't do this. This is incestuously wrong for us to have sex.

Only, not being very forceful, the truth was that I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay. Still not making a move to cover my nakedness with my forearm and/or with my hand, I wanted him to see all that his older brother had seen of me. As much as he obviously wanted to see me naked, I wanted to see him naked too. In the way that he, no doubt, wanted to feel my breasts, squeeze my ass, and finger my pussy, I wanted to take his penis in my hand before taking his stiff prick in my mouth and before burying his erect cock in my already wet pussy."

'Way to go, Mom. Now I know that I'm not the only slut in the family,' thought Lydia before continuing to read her mother's words.

"With one arm across my back and his other hand cupping my naked ass, he took me in his arms and kissed me while touching me, feeling me, and fondling me in places his brother hadn't touched, felt, and fondled me in months. Parting my lips with his tongue, he French kissed me. Giving me one, long, deep, wet kiss after another long, deep, wet kiss, it was as if we were already lovers or a husband and wife on our Honeymoon.

We fell back on my bed and continued kissing. As passionately as he kissed me, I kissed him with as much passion if not with more passion. Obviously and inevitably, a long-time coming, we were going to have forbidden sex. Obviously and inevitably, a long-time coming, my husband's brother was going to lick me and fuck me and I was going to suck him and fuck him.

Then, when he reached down to put my hand on him, he was naked. I touched his naked cock. I couldn't believe I was feeling my brother-in-law's stiff prick. When and how he removed his bathing suit without me knowing was a mystery to me. Sexually excited with the curiosity of the penis of my husband's brother, I fondled the head of his naked, engorged prick while slowly stroking him.

At first touch, Bill's erect cock felt much bigger than Charlie's flaccid, little prick. Then, thinking more about my sexual pleasure than his own, he moved between my legs and licked me while fingering me. Oh, my God, the warmth of his wet tongue sent shivers down my spine. Something his brother, Charlie, seldom did, I couldn't believe my brother-in-law, Bill, was eating my pussy. Oh, my God, as if I was having my favorite sexual fantasy while masturbating myself, I couldn't believe Bill was eating my pussy. Bill was licking my cunt while fingering my cunt."

### Lady of Erotica ###

"I love you, Elizabeth. I've always loved you," he said out of the blue while looking up from in-between my legs.

As if I was sexually fantasizing him saying that he loved me, his eyes were filled with love. As if I was dreaming about him licking my pussy while fingering my pussy, his face glistened with my vaginal secretions. I ran my fingers through his wavy, dark hair while basking in the sexual pleasure of his long, stiff fingers fucking me and wide, wet tongue licking me.

As if I was the man and he was the woman, I put both my hands behind his head and pulled him forward. As if his face was my washcloth, I rubbed my wet pussy all over his face. Not wanting to say anything in response to him telling me that he loved me and had always loved me, I couldn't help myself from telling him how I felt too."

'Wow,' thought Lydia lifting her skirt and sticking her hand inside of her bikini panties to finger her already wet honeypot.

"I love you too, William. I've always loved you," I said.

I said the words as if I was hearing someone else say those words. Just as I couldn't believe he told me that he loved me and had always loved him, I couldn't believe that I told him that I loved him and had always loved him too. Thinking that this was just a one-time sexual thing, I suddenly felt real love for my husband's brother.

Then, just as I was ready to cum, just as I was ready to scream my sexual delight, denying me the orgasmic pleasure as if sexually teasing me, he stopped eating me and mounted me. I was so wet for him, much wetter than I've ever been for his brother, my unappreciative and ungrateful husband. Needing him to make love to me, I so wanted to feel him inside of me. I couldn't wait for him to bury his cock in my soaking wet cunt.

I couldn't wait for him to hump me. I was so ready for him to make love to me before fucking me. I couldn't wait for him to pound my pussy and drive his stiff prick deep inside me. It had been months since I felt Charlie's half-hard cock inside of me and now it was Bill's turn to claim my pussy as his own with his weapon of a big dick. If Charlie didn't want me, his brother, William, surely did.

Starting out slow, he slowly humped me before humping me harder and faster, and I returned his humps in kind. Thank God he was wearing a condom. God only knows when and how he put that on, but I was so sexually excited that I would have allowed him to cum inside of me without wearing a condom. What a mess that would have been had I been impregnated by Bill and not by Charlie, and if Lydia was Bill's daughter instead of my husband's child? Only, with Bill looking so very much like his brother, no one would ever suspect or know that Bill was the father.

In a moment of madness, we both had done something so very forbidden, a trusted wife having sex with her husband's brother and a trusted brother having sex with his brother's wife, how could we but we did. Figuring this was my one and only chance to have my wicked, sexual way with my brother-in-law, going all the way, I slid half down the length of the bed to take Bill in my hand before taking him in my mouth. I wanted to blow him. I needed to suck his big cock. I wanted nothing more than for him to cum in my mouth and to swallow his cum.

Unlike how I felt about not wanting to give my fat, hairy husband oral sex, I couldn't wait to suck his brother. In the way that I felt about my brother-in-law, instead of feeling like a wife and a mother one day, I felt like a depraved cocksucker now. Right now, I couldn't wait for him to cum in my mouth. I couldn't wait to taste him and to swallow his cum. I felt like such a wicked whore blowing my husband's brother but I didn't care. My brother-in-law told me that he loved me and I told him that I loved him too.

Maybe had I known that I'd to be pregnant with Lydia one day, that would have stopped me from having sex with my husband's brother. I don't know. I seriously doubted that I would. Besides, it was two-years before I was to get pregnant with Lydia. Moreover, I had been lusting over Bill for years, since the first day I met Charlie's brother.

Looking back on the memory of not only having sex with Bill but also telling him that I loved him was a freeing experience. Only, I couldn't help but feel how Jessica Lange must have felt cheating behind her husband's back when having an affair with Jack Nicholson in The Postman Rings Twice. Just as I knew what I did was wrong, even though we told one another that we loved each other, I knew that nothing would come of it. I knew it was a one-time thing and nothing more than a summer fling. Having sex with Bill was something that I needed to get out of my system so that I could move forward with my life as my husband's wife.

Sucking Bill while stroking him, it didn't take him very long for him to ejaculate a huge load of warm cum in my mouth. I swallowed him and licked his stiff cock clean as if he was my husband instead of my brother-in-law. We remained like that holding one another as if in shock by what happened and by what we did.

After he made love to me, as if we were on our Honeymoon, he fucked me. He fucked me hard, much harder than Charlie had ever fucked me. A sexual marathon, we made love and fucked for nearly two hours. Then, when we finished, with us both in a ball of sweat, we stayed there like that holding one another and not talking. What was there to say? We had already confessed to one another how we felt.

We showered together and fucked again in the shower. With my head bumping the shower wall, he turned me around, bent me over, and fucked me like the dirty, bitch of a dog that I was. The sex we had was glorious and the best sex I ever had. He nearly gave me an orgasm with his mouth and with his fingers. He gave me my first orgasm while having intercourse and he gave me a second orgasm with his cock buried deep in my cunt in the shower. Our little secret, we never spoke of what happened, not even to one another."

'Oh, my God,' thought Lydia. 'My Mom sucked and fucked Uncle Bill. Way to go Mom. Oh, my God. My Uncle Bill licked and fucked my mother. Way to go Uncle Bill.'

To be continued...

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