Dad tends to be more reserved when it's not just my wife and I.
I left off after midnight. We continued talking, laughing and shooting at the target. Since we had done most every exposure possible it was more talking unless someone actually hit the target which only happened one more time. Some highlights of our discussions. My wife and brother got into some really revealing conversations. He was way drunk and had lost all his filters. He rarely has the opportunity to drink excessively and he announced that this was one of those times on several occasions. He and my wife talked about sex, sex life, fantasies and other topics. I would mostly be the yes person if the story requires my authorization.
My wife told him many true stories of our exploits along with some of her exhibitionist exploits. My brother did the same. Found out he has sex once or twice a month. He could not recall the last time sex did not include him on top in their bed. She just kept telling him that he should tell her his desires and wants. She had obviously text him this sentiment many times. Of all the revelations only one was a shocker. He told us about a hunting trip with a buddy three years ago. Last day his buddy brought two ladies of the evening to the cabin. They spent the day and night having sex. Not just one on one. He described swapping, threesomes, male female female, male, male, female, all the details included down to carpet burns on his knees and back.
I know I was sitting there with my mouth open as they were talking back and forth. So moving forward to later. My wife is telling us a story I requested that her dad had mentioned and we had discussed on the way there. My brother is commenting at times and questions at times. I was thinking, stop interrupting it's getting good. She is talking and he stands. He walks/stumbled to the wood and tosses more on. It's roaring big. I ask how long we staying up. Laughing and swaying standing he said all night. He stands beside my wife facing me drink in hand. He said, continue. My wife asked if he wanted to sit. She had grabbed his arm twice to steady him. He laughs and put his arm over her shoulder. He said, ok now I'm propped up, what happened next. She continued with details. Soon she pushes my foot with hers and motions. She is pointing at my brothers hand as she talked.
His hand was hanging beside her left tit. His thumb was slowly rubbing her side boob back to front really slow. I shrugged and she continued. He still interjects questions in her recollection. After a long while doing this he announced a pause in her story for a refill. Stumbling and swaying he managed to refill without spilling and return. My wife had turned facing the fire but rotated back on his arrival. He asked if he could prop on her again. He was swaying. She agreed. He did so and said, so what happened next, this is fantastic. She continued. Within a few minutes into her recollection she cleared her throat for my attention and continued. She is pointing at his hand again. I assumed he was continuing his thumb on side boob. No. He was slowly rubbing from just above her areola down to just below and back. I again shrugged at her. She was talking and just rolled her eyes continuing. I'm watch now. As she recalls the story, his thumb is very slowly rubbing down to her erect nipple. He slowly bends it down. Once past it springs straight out. He continued slowly down then up, bending it up before it springs straight as he moved up. She is talking like nothing is happening. He is also getting a semi hard on.
Throughout her recollection he would comment or ask questions. The whole time slowly working her nipple up and down. I'm watching. I noticed a trend. When he would take a drink he would pause his thumb and push her nipple in. Whenever he would take a drink it would just so happen when he was on top of her hard nipple. He would also add pressure when swaying or propping but not once moved his hand position for the fifteen to twenty minutes of the story. Once complete, she removed his arm and asked if he needed help to his seat. He swayed his way and fell into his chair. She rolled her eyes at me when she moved to her chair.
We both quizzed her on the recollection. We also continued shooting at the target. When he sway walked to the trees to pee, my wife asked. Do you think he was doing that on purpose. I said, not sure but I think so he got hard. She asked, should I have stopped him or say anything now. I was drunk and actually thought it was funny. I relayed this and she said, I'll remember that. She smiled at me. My wife was shooting many more rockets than us.
I nursed my last drink and my brother was loud with no filter or inhibitions. He would randomly start stroking his dick hard saying, it looks better this way or I like it hard or some other statement. They were talking about fantasies they had texted each other. I had not scrolled far enough to see this. She told him that if she hits that target she will mark one off her list. He said, if you do so can I. They continued but sounded like code to me. Not too much longer and many many shots later she excitedly said I hit it. Neither of us were watching. She said, you ready for this, walking to me. I quickly slouched as best I could saying, dance away. She had me turn my chair towards my brother's. I assumed to keep her from the fire. She looked at my soft dick. She said, I need this up and ready. She started stroking me. Before I could respond, I'm standing hard and tall in seconds. That's better.
She looked at my brother and asked, ready. He scooted his chair even closer, GET IT. Facing me she straddled my legs. Tits in my face I go for a nipple and start work. She reaches down between us and starts running my dick head up and down her slit. I'm thinking this is a really sexual lap dance. I released her nipple and looked around her. My brother is leaning way down, chest on knees watching her work her pussy with the head of my dick. She is moaning. I go back to her nipple. She guides me into her pussy stopping half way. She was leaning into me more than normal and arching her back. I'm thinking, damn she's showing him everything. She slowly slides up and down on my dick stopping at three quarters down and just before my dick head comes out. No idea how many times my brother got to witness my wife's pussy slide up and down my dick. A good guess, it was twenty or thirty slow times maybe more. She eventually sat down taking my full length to a louder moan. She starts grinding back and forth. The sound of her wet pussy was loud enough that my brother said something about the sound, no idea what he said but it was loud enough we heard it over the background music. Soon she gripped me with her pussy and started convulsions into an orgasm. She let out a long loud moan and collapsed on my chest.
My brother's response, good God that was hot. I can still feel little convulsions in her pussy as he said this. I opened my legs some. My lap was a wet mess. I hear my brother say, a little more. I look over her shoulder and he's siting on a cushion on the ground in front of my knees. She's still breathing deep. I'm still buried in her pussy so I open my legs wide. He said, that's perfect. I asked what you looking at or something to that effect. He said, perfect view of your dick in her hole. Her juices running out. I feel her arch her back giving him an even better view. I thought I was exposing her.
Several minutes passed she sat up and looked at him sitting on the ground in front of my knees. To my surprise she asked, so how was it so far. He said fucking amazing, better than any hotel porno. She giggled. She starts rocking slowly back and forth looking at me smiling. She said, remember when I told you my fantasy to have sex and be watched. Shes rocking sliding my dick maybe an inch or so in and out. I feel her juices covering my balls. I just nod. She is still smiling and asked, how about some reverse. I just nod yes, my brother said, Yes, quite loudly. He watch from below as she slowly stood and lifted her leg over mine and pretty much his head. My dick falling aginst my stomach. She told him to get in his chair. He eventually did. He's hard also. She restraddled me. Standing over me she reached down and guided me into her now soaking wet swollen pussy. I look over her shoulder and my brother is slow stroking his dick. She takes my hands from her hips placing them on her tits and lays onto my chest. I open my legs as wide as I could pushing hers wide. She starts arching her back and releasing as she slid up and down my shaft.
I am watching my brother stroking as she has her head to my shoulder. She continued for several minutes moaning louder and longer. I'm playing with both tits and nipples. I feel her fingers between her legs she's rubbing her clit. Her moans are deeper and more guttural. I look and my brother is shooting ropes of cum over his shoulder, on his chest, on his stomach, on his hand. I quit watching. She is starting her convulsions but building. She is rubbing a hundred miles an hour on her clit. She explodes. Vocally between a squeal and scream. This causes me to shoot my load in her. I look and my brother is back on the cushion on the ground watching. She collapses on my chest. She's moaning and quick breathing. My brother said, holy shit this is amazing. I look and he is downing his drink. He stays in this position watching my dick softening and fall our of her pussy. She was now back to regular breathing. She sat up. Smiling at me she said, see one off my bucket list. My brother still looking at my wife's pussy said, I thought I shot a gallon of cum, I think you win this one. My wife laid back again allowing him to watch. After several quiet minutes she got up. I cleaned my thighs, balls, pubic hair and stomach with my tshirt. My wife cleaned up also.
We sat by the fire as the two of them talked about checking off a bucket list. She asked him what was better. Watching us or his threesomes. He answered politically I believe saying watching her by far. He may have been serious.
Skipping ahead. We discussed what transpired and reconciled it to a bucketlist check off. My brother insisted that if she ever needed another witness he was available twenty-four seven, three sixty-five. Another hour later my brother was passing out. I would wake him to call it a night. He would take a drink saying not yet then back to passing out. I waited. The fire was still going and I was now just drunk. I've put pants on, my wife did also but remained topless.
Only one more thing and it's complete.
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