Something special Beyond my Home

I then heard my wife laugh, her voice suddenly lowering though even then I could still hear her clearly enough. “If you’d like…I’ll show you later on just before bed how to really use and enjoy it,” she told her.

I was stunned hearing her say that, though in an odd way, I guess I really shouldn’t have been. Still…

Once again they giggled, said something, which I didn’t quite understand. And now hearing movement inside the room, all I could think to do was cough, pick up the large bag, pretend to struggle with it, and then enter the room. By the time I did, they had obviously secreted away the toy from view, though each of them stood there looking like the cat that had eaten the canary.

“Where would you like it?” I asked, trying to appear nonchalant.

“Just toss it onto the bed,” Olive told me. “I’ll figure out where to put everything from there,” she added. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I answered back. “Well, guess I’ll leave the two of you alone then to catch up on stuff while you’re settling in.” With that, I again turned and headed back up the stairs, but now I had a whole new image inside my head, partially due to what Thomas had once shared with me a while back.

“Wasn’t he wearing a different pair of shorts?” I then heard Olive asking my wife.

“Shit!” I said silently to myself as I slowly climbed back up the stairs.

**

In the past, on nights when Thomas and I were in a particularly horny frame of mind, we’d often share our thoughts, fantasies, and even experiences with one another, without jealousy or fear of hurting one another’s feelings. If anything, just hearing my wife share aspects of her sex-life with me while growing up, softly and sensually fondling my dick as she did so, were some of the most erotic, hot, sensual evenings we’d ever shared together.

It had been during one of those particular nights that she had even confided to me that she and Olive had in fact messed around, and had done so on more than one occasion! Just hearing her admit that, and then tell me about it had me rock hard and dying to cum within seconds! Thomas was only two years older than her sister, so they had been pretty close growing up most of their life.

As sisters wanted to do, they had begun sharing secrets of their encounters with boys, and then asking curiously of one another things which they’d heard or learned about. It became a natural and as far as I was concerned, a normal thing to then explore with one another because of it.

They had explored and experimented kissing. When Olive heard the term “oral” sex, and asked Thomas about it, neither one of which had ever done or experienced something like that before, they had quite naturally explored that with one another. When Thomas learned what it meant to masturbate, she had immediately told Olive about it. For weeks after they had run off to their room every night, and had either lay on their beds watching one another masturbate, or had eventually turned to actually doing one another at the same time.

It was a closeness they had shared for years, though often going long stretches in-between without doing anything. It had always seemed to be an exploratory, or curious period for them each whenever anything like that ever happened. Eventually it would either taper off, or they’d begin to feel somewhat guilty about doing it, and suddenly stop doing it all together. But the one episode that Thomas had shared with me as being the most recent, was two nights just before we had gotten married.

The girls had gotten together at a local strip club, this one for the ladies. It was to be Thomas’s bachelorette party of course, and her sister Olive had been the one to set everything up. They had obviously enjoyed their evening stuffing dollar bills down the “g” string pockets of the men’s penis pouches, all the while getting a little tipsy with all the booze they had likewise consumed during the evening.

Smart enough to have hired a limousine for the night, they had then driven all their friends back to their own homes, dropping off the last one nearly an hour away to and from back to their own home where Olive and Thomas were still living at the time. It was on the way back from that, that they had gotten together and done something they hadn’t done in years.

I was rock fucking hard as she described the experience to me, still stroking my dick, knowing damn good and well how horny it was making me as she told me the story.

“I remember at the time that I was very, very aroused from the evening’s entertainment. One of the dancers had a particularly large cock as I recall, and though we weren’t really allowed, or supposed to see them, they did wear these stockings like coverings over their dicks.

As long as they wore those, they could get as hard as they liked, and once hard, they would then tease some of the women in attendance with them, slapping them against their faces, or even their asses. As part of my surprise for the evening, I was seated in a special chair on stage, a large sheet was then held up shielding the two of us, though the silhouette of what was actually occurring behind it could be easily seen by everyone sitting in front of it. It was the one and only time that I actually saw his very erect, very long cock, as he brushed it, and then poked it against my face.

He did so in such a way, without actually touching my lips with it, but the silhouette, which everyone else could see, made it appear as though I was actually sucking him. Especially when he had me stick out my tongue to “‘lick” it, which I did…without ever really doing so. Anyway, it was on the drive back from having dropped Cheryl off that I had mentioned to olive just how fucking horny I had gotten from all that. And without being embarrassed by saying it, admittedly told her I was half tempted to get myself off right then and there. I remember her laughing, and then telling me to go for it.

Like I told you Jim, it had been a couple of years by this time since we’d done anything, and with my marriage to you only a couple of days away, I had pretty much figured that all that sisterly stuff between us was well in the past. When Olive said that, and then said she’d even join me, being just as horny as I was, the next thing I knew, we were stripping off our clothes right there in the back of the limo. I think, that the fact we were in a limo had something to do with it as well, as we’d once shared fantasies about fucking our boyfriends in the back of one.”

Thomas had then mounted me, slipping her sweet wet pussy over my dick, riding me now as she continued to relate her story to me.