CUCKQUEAN EROTICA • VOYEURISM

I Watched My Husband Fuck My Sister

Under one condition: I get to watch.

“Do you ever wish you married my sister instead of me?” I said, sipping my coffee.

Mike almost choked on his drink.

“What kind of question is that?” he asked.

“Just answer it,” I said.

“No, of course not,” he said.

“Do you think she’s hot?” I asked.

He hesitated.

“I feel like this is a trick question,” he said.

“Would you fuck her?” I asked.

The mere thought of it aroused me for some reason.

“No, I’m your husband,” he said.

“But you think she’s sexy?” I continued.

My sister, Mandy, was much curvier than me. Big tits and round hips.

“She’s not bad,” he said.

“I’ve seen you stare, Mike,” I said.

“Well, when she wears those skin-tight leggings and low-cut tops, it’s difficult not to!” he laughed.

“I’ve been having this recurring dream lately. And the more I have it, the more it turns me on,” I said.

“Do I even want to know?” he said.

“It’s of you fucking Mandy. And I know it’s weird, and it’s not something I’ve ever thought of before. But I wake up and I’m soaking wet,” I said.

“Is that why you’ve been waking me up for sex in the middle of the night?” he asked.

I smiled.

“Would you consider doing it in real life? If I gave you full permission to do it. And as long as she wanted to do it too,” I said.

“Shit, it’ll feel really strange,” he said.

“As long as I can watch,” I added.

Mike adjusted himself. I knew the thought of it was getting him hard.

“If that’s what you want,” he said.

“I’ll just need some time to work on Mandy,” I said.

My heart was already racing.

Several weeks had passed since we discussed my husband fucking my sister. It took some convincing, but Mandy finally gave in.

“Are you just going to sit there?” my husband said.

I nodded my head from the dark corner of our bedroom. He was dressed in only his boxers.

“You both owe me,” Mandy said as she sauntered into the bedroom.

Mike’s eyes darted to her body. I didn’t blame him. The way her tits swayed in her black lacy bra. How her ass jiggled in her sexy panties.

“I want you to cum on her tits too,” I blurted out.

“Hey, that wasn’t part of the deal,” Mandy said.

“I’ll make it up to you,” I said.

I adjusted my vibrating panties, holding the remote in one hand. Only Mike knew about it.

“You’re such a freak, sis,” Mandy said.

“Okay you two, no more talking. You can start by kissing and go from there,” I said.

Mike pulled my sister close, and they started kissing. I felt a pang of jealousy watching my husband kissing my sister. But my arousal took over quickly as I watched Mike’s boxers grow larger.

“Hmmm,” Mandy moaned as Mike grabbed her ass and pulled her body against his.

The wet sounds of their kissing filled the room as his fingers sunk deeper into her soft thighs. He kissed her neck before groping her tits through the bra. Mandy reached behind and unclipped it, allowing her busty chest to spill out.

“Hmmm,” Mike mumbled as he lifted each breast before sucking on her nipples.

Mandy’s hands ran through his hair while she closed her eyes. His kissing moved down over her soft belly until he reached her panties. I watched as he pulled her underwear down to her feet. He buried his face in her pussy.

“Ah, fuck,” Mandy exclaimed, throwing her head back.

Mike grabbed her hips as he slurped at her puffy folds.

“Fuck,” I whispered to myself, pressing the button on the remote.

The toy inside me started vibrating.

“Let me suck you off,” she whispered.

Mike stood up and lay back on the bed, his erection stiff and throbbing. My sister made him hard as a rock.

“Hmmm,” she smiled as she stroked his shaft.

She lowered her face over his cock and went all the way until her lips touched his pelvis.

“Shit,” I said, jealous of her ability.

I pressed the button again. I could feel my pussy contracting against the toy. Aching to be fucked.

Mandy lifted her head and started sucking off my husband.

Owp! Owp! Owp!

“Wait,” Mike exclaimed.

He must have been close. The way she sucked him off, I wasn’t surprised. He pulled her onto the bed and went behind her. Mandy’s big tits hung down as Mike positioned himself behind her round ass.

I pressed the button again. Hoping the vibration wasn’t too loud. My heart pounded in my ears, and I could feel my wetness seeping into my panties.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” Mandy whimpered as Mike shoved himself into her.

There was no turning back now. My husband’s cock was balls-deep in my sister’s slutty cunt.

“Fuck me hard,” she begged.

Mike grabbed her waist and pounded her hard. Mandy whined with each hard thrust. I watched as her ass bounced against Mike’s body. Heard her tits flopping back and forth as he drilled her hard and deep on our bed.

I grabbed the side of the chair. My nipples were on fire, and the throbbing between my legs had become almost unbearable.

“Argh, fuck!” Mike grunted.

He slammed himself into her as hard as he could. Mandy cried out, her body shaking as he held onto her while she climaxed.

“Uh,” he grunted.

A wet squelch filled the room. My husband had just shot his load into my sister. Remembering the deal, he pulled out and pushed her onto her back. Mandy lay with her legs open as he jerked off, sending his last few strands across her big tits.

That was enough to send me over the edge. I clenched my teeth and let out a small whimper as my orgasm surged through my body. I sat shaking in the chair, hoping Mandy wouldn’t notice.

When the quivering finally stopped, I opened my eyes. Mandy rolled off the bed, my husband’s cum oozing out of her onto the carpet.

“I need to go shower,” she said. “But that was fucking amazing.”

I sat in my post-orgasmic glow, reflecting on what happened. I wished Mandy didn’t enjoy it as much. But I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life.

“When Mandy leaves, I want you to fuck me as hard as you can,” I said.

Mike nodded his head, his cock glistening with Mandy’s juices. I needed him to remember who his wife was.

I allowed two security guards to fuck me so I could leave: