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I Can’t Keep My Mind Off My Twin Sister’s Husband & His Big C*ck

And my hubby is starting to notice.

It was barely after eight when the sounds of my twin sister and her husband’s foreplay filled the house.

My husband Mike and I were in the kitchen when the sound of a crisp slap filled the air. There was silence for a time, before another rang out, this time followed by a deep moan.

“That’s a good little slut,” Tim’s voice carried into the kitchen.

He was spanking her.

A tingle of excitement and jealousy shot through me as I wished I were in Dava’s place. She was my twin, but she’d got far luckier in the man department than I had, and I was starting to resent it.

Mike rolled his eyes. “Why can’t the two of them just keep it down. No one wants to hear this.”

I lifted another spoonful of ice cream to my lips. That’s where he was wrong. Not only did I want to hear it. I wanted to be there. In his room, feeling the sting of his big hand on my tight ass.

I was out of control. I’d eaten the forbidden fruit, and now the problem was: I knew just how delicious it tasted.

“Are you certain?” I asked, eying him skeptically. “Dava is clearly a bit of a slut. You’ve never thought of what it might be like to fuck my sister?”

Mike turned a particularly guilty shade of red.

“I thought so,” I replied with a laugh. “With everything we listen to, I’d be worried about you if you hadn’t.”

He looked down at his ice cream sheepishly. “What about you? Have you ever thought about Tim that way?”

I shrugged. I didn’t want to give away what had transpired in the laundry. I’d seduced my twin’s husband and had the time of my life doing it.

“Well, Dava does say he has a huge dick,” I replied.

Mike’s eyes bulged. “What?”

“We’re sisters, Mike, we talk about these things,” I replied. Lying through my teeth. “She says he is packing a real weapon, why do you think she moans so loudly? When he pounds her with it, she has no choice. She’s just so full.”

Mike pushed his ice cream around his bowl. “She is very vocal.”

As if on queue, Dava let out a moan that carried clear through the kitchen.

“Guess she’s going to get it now, the little slut,” I teased.

I watched as Mike’s cock got harder and harder. Talking about my twin sister and her husband was getting him harder than I’d seen in weeks.

“How big is he?” Mike asked.

I considered the question. Why did he want to know? Was he jealous? Or was he trying to work out if he had a chance?

I’d had them both, I knew which cock I preferred, and it wasn’t my husbands.

“She says he’s a good eight or nine inches,” I replied. The memory of having all of it inside me was getting me hot and bothered.

“That’s big,” Mike conceded.

I slid off my bar stool, and sidled up behind my husband. Looking down into his lap, I could see just how hard he was. The sound of listening to my twin getting railed in the next room was turning him on.

Snaking my hand down into his lap, I wrapped my hand around his growing cock. His pants were in the way, but that didn’t stop me from stroking his growing hardness.

“If you listen carefully, you can hear him as he slams it into her,” I whispered into his ear.

“What are you doing?” He replied. “Someone might see.”

“Not them,” I laughed. “They’ll be a good hour or so. Tim’s only getting started. We have time.”

“Time for what?” Mike’s voice was soft as I stroked him more firmly.

“Well, that depends,” I whispered. “What gave you this boner? The thought of that big cock, or Dava being a horny little slut?”

I felt his cock jump as I mentioned my sister’s name. Seems like I wasn’t the only one whose mind had wandered into forbidden pastures.

“Oh, you like that, don't you?” I teased as I stroked him harder. “She tells me that they love to role-play. I wonder what she is tonight?”

I let the thought germinate in the fertile garden of his mind.

“Perhaps she’s his slutty secretary, about to take dictation for her boss.”

Mike groaned as I stroked him harder, my hand grasped firmly around his cock.

“With all that spanking, I figure it’s more likely she’s a naughty schoolgirl. Wearing some tight little tartan skirt while she bends over the bed for him, her tight little pussy on display.”

Mike gripped the sides of his chair with both hands, clearly more focused on his own pleasure than mine.

“It’s a wonder she’s not pregnant, taking that big cock bareback every night,” I whispered in his ear.

Dava’s moans grew louder and louder.

“Bareback?” Mike asked.

“Oh yes,” Dava hates condoms. I was making things up at this point, but given Tim had been more than willing to take me bareback, I probably wasn’t far off. “She much prefers the feel of a big, warm cock inside her.”

Mike’s knuckles turned white as his face contorted.

“That’s it Mike,” I moaned into his ear, my hand stroking him relentlessly. “Pound your wife’s twin sister, drain your balls into her tight married pussy.”

Mike gasped, his hips thrusting against my hand, and then I felt it. The growing wet patch on the front of his pants as my husband shot his load in our kitchen.

I gave it another few slow strokes, eager to feed his fantasy as much as I could. I didn’t know where it might lead, but anywhere was better than where we were now.

Letting go off him, I made my way down the hall.

“Where are you going?” my husband called after me.

“Well, you’re spent, and they’re still going strong, so I’m going to find the biggest dildo I’ve got and pretend it’s me in there. Good night dear.”

I made my way into our room and went straight for my toy draw. It was going to be a long night.

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