[Exhibitionist] Teasing or serious

[Countrylivin]

Conclusion.

So by now my brother was passed out. My wife and I had caught a second wind. The chairs we were using were not conducive to passing out sleeping with no arms. All I could find was folding lawn chairs. We moved him into one. In this process my wife had her tits all over his arm. I joked and said can you get more titty on him. She said, I sure can. We laughed. He slept through the move. I had the fire going big again.

My wife and I started discussing the evening and night. Skipping a lot of followup details, I will hit the highlights. She admitted that sex in front of my brother was somewhat a setup. The first lap dance was supposed to turn into it but she chickened out thinking I was not drunk enough. During a time I was away my brother suggested it. She went way back in the texting with my brother and read me all. He had sent her several pictures she showed but she had not returned the favor. He essentially was begging and promising throughout. Using statements like, I've seen everything, send one. I've touched, send one. What if I get my brother to agree. It was a lot of begging. They discussed a lot of fantasy. Most of his sexlife description was pretty sad. I don't know what it would be like with a happy home life but unhappy sex life.

We talked about his thumbing her side tit and nipple. She was fifty/fifty if he knew what he was doing. After I told her my observations and his dick getting hard it was one hundred percent. She told me he stumbled on purpose when I was relieving myself at the tree and got a hand full of squeezing tit. He apologized before she could say anything. I laughed. We discussed touching. The summary was same as before. Since I do not care that Xavier and now my brother have done so neither does she. It is a game to her. She knows they want to. She knows how much teasing to get them and its always on her terms. She enjoys the chase as much as the reaction after. Listening to her texting Xavier and my brother it's easy to see. She read me some Xavier texting and she showed me several pictures she sent him and some he sent. Again she would make him go through a process before relenting. Xavier tells me each time. Mostly after he has used the photo. Xavier is to the point of asking for specific poses. Her excuse is they are both safe and would never cross me or her.

I remember a question from someone on this site about dad. I said well you can not get any safer than dad. She laughed and said she keeps teasing to a minimum with him. She's afraid he will take it wrong and get mad.

We got back into her recollection of the story. She had started drinking heavily after he was out. Three drinks in and she's drunk. I had swapped to water but still feeling no pain. Out of nowhere she smiled and said, I should get some pictures of him to use. I said use how. Still with that devious drunk smile she said, when we are texting. After a fun discussion I made sure she was aware of her plan. She was. As for me, I love my brother but I'm always good to let him be the butt of any pranks or jokes. She went inside to get her cell phone. I watched her drunk walk there and back enjoying her tits bouncing on the return.

She took several pictures as he was. She then put my hat on his head to give it a more awake look. She deleted all but one wearing the hat. She then got a leaf. She moved his dick onto his balls and placed the leaf. Returning to delete all but the one she liked. Not to go into every prop but she used a bottle rocket, a cup, PVC tube. I'm sitting there watching her adjust his dick with each prop and reposition the dick after a picture. By the end of the props we are looking at seven or eight of the ones she kept laughing. The best was a ribbon tied into a bow on his dick. I said, do you realize you just handled his dick thirty or forty times. Her casual response was, so what, he was touching my nipple for twenty minutes. Touche'. Another good one was where she managed to get his dick in his hand and eventually stay.

We are siting laughing at the pictures and my wife telling me scenarios of when she could use one in texting. I said, but you are not in the pictures. She was drunk and not comprehending. I said what about you in a few. She sat there quietly. I'm thinking I overstepped. After a pause, I said, I was just thinking he wouldn't expect that when he asked. She looked at me smiling. She asked, so you wouldn't mind. My response was I thought we covered that. This caused a discussion. She brought up different poses of her in a picture with him and others with him touching. I just told her to tell me what to take and I will.

Started out with her standing behind him tits over his head with her smiling. She reviewed and kept the one she liked. She removed her leggings. She sat on her knees between his legs. Face inches from his dick making different faces. She is laughing choosing the best. Same position, she's holding his limp dick up making a face. She sat naked across his lap, his hand on her thigh, her arm up making a face like she's screaming. I said, now lay across like you are getting spanked. She formed a bridge over his legs holding herself up but resting on his lap. I put one hand on her back and the other on her ass. She looks at me with a crying face I take pictures. I have her hold the position to adjust his hand to appear more than one spank. One hand higher her back and he other I move back to her lower cheek. She starts to giggling as I step back. I ask what. She said you put his fingers on my pussy. I look and his fingers were. I moved it up on the cheek and took pictures. We sit laughing going through all. I said, you better not lose your phone. She laughed.

After pausing she asked if she could do another. I asked what. She said me sitting beside him his hand touching me. I asked if she really wanted too. She said, why not, he has no idea. I laughed out loud. I told her, you do what you want, I'm the photographer. Here's where she took control.

She moved a chair beside his. She adjusted his position and hers sitting legs open then readjusting. She took his hand and placed it on her pussy. His palm on her mound his fingers hanging down her lips and slit. I took pictures. She said, get closer. She took his fingers and after a solid thirty seconds was able to keep two on one side, one down her slit the other on the other side. I took pictures. She stood and we reviewed. She deleted keeping one of each. I said, do you realize my brother just got almost a full two minutes of pussy play on my wife. She smiled and said, no he didn't, your brothers passed out. His hand got two minutes of play. I couldn't debate that. She asked if I was OK. Absolutely.

She's quietly sitting reviewing her shots. I walk over and aggressively shake him. He somewhat comes to life. Eyes open, mumbling. I ask you ready. His heads on a swivel. He mumbled something and out. I said well when the fires low we will carry him in. My wife's looking at me. She asked, do you think he will remember that. I laugh and say absolutely not why. She's smiling. She showed me the two pictures. He was definitely passed out and she's smiling with his hand on her pussy. She said what if I delete this do it again but I act passed out and you take the picture after waking him. I agreed. She got in position. She placed his hand on her pussy, palm on mound fingers hanging down. I wake him. He moved his hand, out again. I said hold his arm. She got his hand in place, legs wide, just before I went to wake him she said look. His fingers were moving slowly pressing into her pussy. She whispered, is he awake, I moved his head, no. After a few seconds they stopped. I whispered we should wait longer. For the next few minutes we are looking at his fingers for any movement. None. She puts her head to her shoulder acting asleep holding his arm just below his underarm her other hanging to her side. I shake his knee nothing but some movement. I shake it again, slight movement but nothing. I shake it more vigorously, he lifts his head eyes open mumbling. I sit back on the ground taking pictures. He's mumbling and head flopping then out. She opens her eyes wide lifting her head. I hold up a finger to say wait. His fingers are moving. More like gripping her pussy, not gently. After another minute or so he stops and out. She got up.

We reviewed the pictures. I was steady tapping the screen. There must have been twenty pictures. She went through all eventually keeping one. She proceeded to tell me about all the movement. Each time I shook his hand started working. She asked me if he knew where his hand was. I said, doubtful. She said, shaking him, each time he was really feeling me up with his fingers. She said him awake and grabbing was not pleasant. I said, so I would guess you are good with the one. The one she kept absolutely looks like he is awake having a good pussy feel. Her issue was all you see is his hand, not her. I said that's beyond our control when awake. She wanted another try.

She assumed her position. She arranged his hand so that only his fingers were on her lips and slit. This time no movement. She has her left leg straight and her right leg bent knee laid out pussy fully exposed for a picture. I can see pussy all between fingers her opening glistening. She's holding his arm again. Head to her shoulder looking at me. I ready the camera. I shake his leg. He moved a little. This time I look at his hand. She was correct. Her eyes are wide looking at me head on shoulder. His fingers are working slowly in her slit and lips. A good ten seconds before they stop. She gives me the look like, come on wake him. Honestly, I did it again. For ten to fifteen seconds his fingers slowly explored all her folds. I did it again. Nothing. Again, he tries a little to move his arm she's holding it. He takes a deep breath, fingers move. I watch closely. He is definitely slowly exploring her pussy. She is wide eyes watching me. I shrugged. After a good forty five seconds to a minute they stop. I wait.

I whisper, I think he's passed out but subconsciously I think he knows his hand is on a pussy. She whispered, then wake him and stop playing. In my head I recall thinking, she wanted this, it's not my fault, it's already happened, I think it's funny watching her face. All these thoughts were in my now half drunk brain. It was like an experiment. How awake can I get him without waking him. OK. Again. Nothing. Again, he starts to lift his head and breathes deep but out. Fingers moving. Her face was priceless. For a solid minute he was slowly exploring, moving his hand. When he finally stopped my wife whispered, are you having fun. I smiled and just nodded, yes. She rolled her eyes. Again, shook his leg, he stirred lifting his head back, eyes partially open, he moved his leg. I sit back to take the pictures but his eyes are cracked open. Not fully open. I look. He is working his fingers.

My wife has released his arm and has both hanging. Her head is now up against the back, eyes closed. I take two pictures. After a solid minute, I say my brothers name. He mumbled. I follow with, you awake. Eyes half cracked, unnnhhh. I look and his hand is moving fingers exploring. I shake my wife's knee she looks at me. I whisper what you want me to do. She responds, mmmmmmm. I look. He has his middle finger second knuckle deep inside her pussy slowly working. My fucking heart is in my throat pounding. I take a set of pictures one zoomed. I shake her knee again, she looks at me eyes roll up lids close. I look again. Same movement. Hes slowly pulling out then slowly back and appeared to be moving his finger inside. I'm panicked. Half drunk i dont know what to do. By this time he has been fingering her several minutes. I shake her knee nothing. I hear her quietly mmmmmmmuuuummm. I get up and pace. I sit back in my spot. His movements are slowing. After another thirty seconds his heads on his shoulder not moving. He is knuckle deep in her pussy passed out. I give it another minute, neither moving.

I shake his knee hard. He lifts his head and the movement caused his arm to pull up. I ask, you ready to go in. He said words but nothing coherent. He looks at me half smiled said something noncoherent. He closed his eyes. I look and his hand is over her bellybutton. Fingers moving like he was exploring prior. He is leaving wet streaks on her skin.

I get up and sit in my chair. My wife waits a few and moves his arm and stands looking at me. Nothing said. She looks at the pictures. She looks at me and asked, you mad. I smile big and said, I thought you were going to be mad at me. She took a deep breath got up, sat in my lap and gave me a long kiss. To break the ice I said, you are getting my pants wet. She stood up. She was so wet I had a big wet stain on my thigh. She said, that was unexpected. I agreed. She asked if I thought he would remember. I honestly said, no idea. We discussed what happened. I explained that it was my fault for not waking him completely but I was having fun. She smiled and said, I was too. After I explained myself she started. She said the first two times she was just ready to get the pictures. She decided that since I was having fun she would let me. She smiled and said I may have helped his reach. I asked how. She said he kept missing he clit so she moved his arm till he stayed on it.

She said, after he had his finger in me three times he stopped. I asked you if you were having fun. You nodded yes so I thought you wanted him too. I said, I did not see that, I saw him rubbing and moving. She laughed. She said, as soon as you woke him again he was inside me and then out rubbing then back inside me. She said as soon as you said his name he went full finger inside moving it around. I said I was looking at him, I had no idea. She said, when he had his full finger inside me I let go of his arm so you could watch. I again said I had no idea. She showed me a picture and zoomed. She said count the fingers. One, two, three... I could see his finger in the zoomed picture fully buried inside her. She said, for the longest he was pulling it half out then back. She continued, it felt like minutes but it was a long minute. You said his name and his hand moved so only half his finger was in me. She said she decided to just keep her eyes closed till I was done. She smiled and said, we may want to wash his hand, it has to be soaked. We laughed.

I apologized over and over to her. She said, let's hope he only remembers touching. We waited till the fire died and we were getting cold to head in. Before waking him I emptied my have full drink on his hand. I then shook him till he stayed somewhat coherent. He could say one, two or three words but sentences were unintelligible. This is the picture. Me on one side his arm over my shoulder. My still naked wife on the other side arm over shoulder. It's a good fifty yards to the house. We half drag half walk him. He's in the happy woke up stage. No hangover yet. After ten yards he starts the I love yous. Another five and he stops looking at me saying, you are best brother. Another five he stops. Tells me look at that. He has his hand on my wife tit squeezing it. He said, it's soft. My Wife laughs and said keep going. We are slowly making progress. He says, "oh, it's hard". I look. He has my wife's nipple between the tips of his thumb, index and middle finger, gently pulling it releasing and repeating. I stopped, I got to get a picture of this. I got my phone out and had to reverse for selfie. I waited for the right moment and took the picture. He plays with her righttit to the house, through the door and into his bedroom.

We prop him up, my wife pulls the covers. He's talking but not much can be made of it other than he loves us and my wife is even beautiful dressed. We eventually get him in the bed. He asked for a good night kiss on his forehead. My wife proceeded to bend over and as she kissed his forehead he kissed her on the nipple. We left him and went to bed.

There was plenty of hangover the next morning. I was outside having coffee when my brother came out. We sat quietly for the longest. He eventually said, you know I love yell. I said of course we love you too. He said, that was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced watch you two have sex. I asked better than your theesomes. He looked shocked then said, oh yes, I told yall. He smiled and said, infinitely better. I said good. He said, I have to apologize for my behavior and actions. I asked why. I thought, oh shit he remembers, here it comes. He said, I was playing with her nipple when we were standing by the fire. I said, really. He said, you had to see it, she had to feel it. I smiled and said, we know it's OK. His whole demener changed. He started talking about everything up until he passed out. I quizzed him about fictional things to see. He did not remember us carrying him nor getting in the bed.

I told him about our trip inside and him playing with her tit and nipple all the way. He flat denied it. I pull out my phone and show him the selfie. There he is nipple firmly in the tips of his three fingers. I also told him about requesting a forehead kiss and him kissing her nipple. He believed me and apologized profusely. We got passed that quickly. We had a great hour talking about the previous. Before leaving he apologized profusely to my wife. She laughed and said some time soon she will get him back. He laughed saying challenge accepted.

On the way home we had a great discussion on what happened. Neither of us has any issues. We actually came to the conclusion that we did not care if he did remember. We looked at all the pictures. I have no idea if she still has them. She did delete my selfie. She asked me about being touched by Xavier and my brother in the future. I asked if she wanted them to. She again said situational. She does want to have sex with Xavier watching. I agreed but said situational. No idea what her definition of situational is......

[sammy387100]

Best update yet!! Love your wife’s playful exhibitionism. Pranking your brother with those photos was the best idea yet! Love how her visual exposures are mostly playful but she can be a tease as well and that she keeps all touching to a minimum and only playfully/jokingly natured like when she was pranking your brother and wrestling in the pool with Xavier. The innocence she is able to somehow maintain while completing or subtly exposing herself is amazing. Can’t wait to hear your brothers reaction to seeing those photos! Hopefully that’ll inspire her to send other subtle nude or prank photos to joke with him more! As well as prank him in other ways more in person! How are her conversations with Xavier - what kind of photos does she send him? Lastly, I understand with how your dad is more comfortable when it’s just y’all so maybe for your next visit you don’t tell your brother right away and your wife can tease your dad more ‘accidentally’ around the house since you how much he enjoys seeing your beautiful wife. Or maybe she can find an excuse to go to your dads by herself at some point for a few days or longer and you can see how comfortable her and your dad get since you know it’ll be innocent. Regardless can’t wait to her the next update and unrealistically hoping y’all are going back to you dads this weekend haha

[sammy387100]

Forgot to mention my two favorite instances, outside of teasing the family, where she was completely naked and somehow seeming to maintain her innocence was when y’all stopped by to see Happy and she was pretending to cover up (hoping y’all tease him again!) and when she was pretending the neighbor couldn’t see her tanning in little to nothing asking him to look at her suit to show off how basically nothing was covered then eventually being naked and casually talking to him naked. Would’ve liked for her to show the neighbor even more how small the suit was by putting it back on and taking it off to demonstrate while they talked. Hope that situation comes up again!

[tmhudd]

I agree with sammy387100, this is the best story. Especially when your wife pranks your drunk brother. I hope your wife can pull the same prank with your dad. Try putting your dad's hand on your wife's breast or on your wife's pussy when he is sleeping/drunk. Then see your father's reaction when he wakes up.

[Countrylivin]

That is a favorite of mine. We drove by happys house once after. She was going to thank him wearing clothes ut he was not outside. It is one of my favorites and we intend on doing it again but cooler weather keeps him inside.

Funny but another that ranks pretty high happened on that trip. Stopping at the gas station and me prepaying while getting permission from he attendant for her to pump gas naked, the retrieving the change naked. We also attempted to stop there again but others there and wrong person behind counter.

But tomorrow I should have an update on followup from new years.

[Countrylivin]

I have had such a good time. One, post the events from new years eve. Two all this week following the interactions from the texting of my wife and brother. On our way home Monday my brother called to tell us his wife was mad at his excessive drinking and fun so she decided to go spend the week with her family to have fun. He was excited to have the week alone and made sure to tell us that he would not have to delete texting or find a private place to text. We were laughing at his excitement of a form of freedom. He was also making sure we were both OK with what transpired. He was bragging about having a private nudist club. My wife made sure to tell him that she owed him one. His response was a laughing, bring it. Hers, challenge accepted.

This started a texting war between them into monday night through Friday. Rather than go day by day and text by text of occurrences I will do my best to consolidate all in a sequence. First revelation was my brother texting her about experiences we had with our girlfriends naked swimming and boating. She asked why I never told her. I said, similar to her not recalling her experiences. I explained and she enjoyed my recollections. She was attempting to make good on her promise of getting him back but I had warned her that he was not easily embarrassed nor intimidated. Later in the week she was frustrated with her lack of progress and spammed him all the prop pictures. Again she did not get the response she was looking for. He found them funny and said he wished he could print and save them.

He also took this time to go over how his dick was positioned in each and that she must have spent a lot of time playing with it. Her response she thought would embarrass him had the opposite effect. She text him that she had handled his dick a hundred times trying to get the right positions. He text, damnit, you should have woke me up to watch. Again later in the week during a text session she was trying to make him feel bad about his playing with her nipple. His response, can I be honest. Hers, that would be nice. His, you won't be mad. Hers, what's done is done. He proceeded with a book of texting. Leaving out responses and consolidating his.

He text, I sort of planned it. He said, I was sitting there staring at your titties as you told your story. I was fixed on them. Every time you move they shook or bounced I loved it. They looked so soft and those hard pink nipples had me stuck. He added, my wife's sag and she has dark nipples, you've seen them. He said, I initially was getting wood on the fire to get a closer look till you grabbed me. When I put my arm over your shoulder I thought look how close my hand is to that tit. He continued that his thumb accidentally came in contact with the side of her tit several times and she did not react. So he started touching the side on purpose to the point he was rubbing not losing contact. He said, I was in heaven, it was so soft. Then I saw you point at my hand and he shrugged. No reaction to stop me so I continued.

He said, after a long time I wanted to touch your nipple. I excused the drink and made sure when I put my arm over your shoulders I adjusted so my thumb was over your nipple. I "accidently" touched it twice with no reaction. I placed it above your nipple and left it. No reaction. So I started slowly rubbing up and down. I was loving how soft it was and watching your nipple bending pop back straight. I saw you point at my hand again and he shrugged. After no reaction to stop me I continued till the end of thee story. He said his most difficult thing to try and conceal was him getting an erection but gave up on that quickly. Her responses were essentially that she thought he was too drunk to realize what he was doing.

When she had me read this she was not mad but frustrated that she got played. She even told him after, so I got played by you. He responded, no but your titty and nipple did. She just couldn't get the upper hand and it was frustrating her. I told her I warned her. Later he kept asking was there other pictures or touching. He would bring this up randomly in texting till Friday she finally responded that I had taken a few. He asked was she in the picture. She asked why he kept asking. He said, he was not sure he was awake or dreaming but he said he woke to what he thought was her over his lap. She was shocked. She avoided answering but said, really. Later he said, I thought I saw your husband taking a picture and later again. She continued to avoiding up till Friday noon. She called me at work panicked. She said, your brother can remember things. We discussed. He recalls her on his lap. He keeps asking if he was touching me. He even asked if he did more than just touching. Her panic was not the act. She did not want him to know she suggested it nor allowed it. I told her I would handle it and to say nothing. I also avoided his two calls.

I left work early Friday, got home around three o'clock. She wanted to know how I was going to handle this. I explained my thoughts. She was relieved and wanted to hear my conversation. We entered into my office at home. Called him on speaker saying I missed a few calls, what's up. He asked if I had talked to my wife. I said, not since last night. He started bringing me up to speed with his questions and her responses. I paused him and said, let me close my door. I told him I would answer him. He asked if I took pictures. I told him I did. I told him about two. I verified the one he thought he saw telling him it appears like he was spanking her. I then described another, the one she is between his legs holding his dick making a face. He kept saying I knew it about her on his lap. I explained that after she took the prop pictures we continued drinking till she was passing out. I woke and told her that I thought a few of her with him would be funny. I told him that I positioned her and told her what to do and she did it. I said I had a hard time keeping her awake.

He told me that he felt his legs moving and opened his eyes and swore he saw her ass over his lap and me standing in front but thought he had hallucinated. I assured him she was across his lap. He kept saying I thought it was all just a dream. He asked, did you wake me with me touching her. I acted vague, asking what do you mean. He said, I woke up to my arm and hand moving. I felt her hand on mine. She was moving my fingers over her pussy. Was that real. I said, yes. My wife is sitting across my desk wide eyed and hand over mouth. He shouted loudly, I KNEW IT. I knew it was happening I could feel it. I said, well after the two pictures she was passed out in her chair. I was looking at te pictures and thought, she touched your dick so many times for long periods of time I thought it was only fair. So I got her mostly awake and positioned her in a chair beside yours. I adjusted her and took your hand and put it on her pussy. He again shouted, I could feel it. He said, I thought I was dreaming but it was so real. I said, well it was real. He asked if I woke him. I said yes. He said, did I tell you, and I quote, "no I'm feeling some pussy". I said, you did some jumbled mumbling.

I told him, why don't you tell me what you remember and I'll fill in the blanks. He asked if I had told my wife. I said, not everything yet. He said, I remember her taking my finger and rubbing them all over her pussy for a long time. It was so soft I didn't want it to end. He said the next thing was her hand was gone and I was just touching, rubbing everything for a long time. He paused and said, I fingered her. A long pause. I said, yes. I told him I did not notice it at first. He interrupted and said, that's when you woke me again. I said, yes. He said, I told you , I'm finger deep. I said, you just mumbled again. He asked are you mad. He started to continue and I interrupted. I said, it's not your fault. It was mine. We talked. He described remembering feeling around her opening and it was so wet he slipped a fingertip in quickly followed by his full finger. He described it as wet and very hot. He said he was scared if he removed it he would wake up. He said after a long time he finally slowly removed it, feeling her pussy again before slowly pushing his finger in and out. He said, that's the last I remember. I told him that's was the end that I woke her and put her back in her chair to sleep and let you both sleep till the fire died. We then helped you inside.

We discussed events a few times. I kept having to tell him I did not know too many details because he had penetrated her well before I noticed. I had to tell him I did not see detailed what he was doing because he described some clit rubbing and wanted verification. After a few times he asked if I felt we crossed some lines. I said, well if we are talking about sex, I would say no that we were not unfaithful. I asked him. He said, according to his wife just seeing another person naked is unfaithful, much less everyone naked. He said, to be honest, these past few times together has made me feel closer to you both. He added that, so she's touched my dick and I've touched her pussy with extra touching. I just feel closer. I agreed. He asked, but how's she going to feel. I said, she has said the same thing and that the past visits she loves her time getting to know you again and recall how much fun you used to be. His response, I love her. He said, when you talk to her about this, tell her that. I asked what. He said, I truly and honestly love her. She's sitting there listening with tears in her eyes. He said, since we're being honest can I tell you something else. Sure. He said, I remember the walk back and playing with her tit and nipple. Also kissing her nipple. I said I'm going to tell her too. He laughed and said, I be waiting for her to get me back. We laughed.

She was really pleased with my story absolving her form all responsibility. They have texted and are in a good place with all. Both laying the bame on me.

[sammy387100]

Great update! Based off how you started I was hoping y’all were going to decide to go down there for the week! Hopefully y’all are down at your dads again soon so your wife can tease your dad for a longer period of time again, and of course to keep teasing and pranking your brother! I was thinking maybe when y’all stop by Happy’s place your wife can get out and say “you might not recognize me” so she can take off her clothes for him to say hi haha.
Is your wife going to tease your brother over text and send him some playful nude photos - maybe accidentally showing too much? And are your going to send him the other photos y’all took of your wife naked with him that weekend? Would love to hear his reaction!

[sammy387100]

Also hoping you messing with her about not being being able to recall more of her fun nude past experiences like teasing her brother and his friend while showering as well as her dad in the pool motivates her to remember haha

[Countrylivin]

They continue to text. I know he was begging her for the pictures before his wife got home. Since that's her only leverage she is being very judicious with them teasing him. I am getting a lot of the blame from her as excuses. He is texting her his experience. He was not aware I was home and she was listening to his vague recollections. I know my post sounds like he recalled all the occurrence but it was in broken pieces. I just combined all. He is texting her adding a lot of what he could feel in touching. She in turn is adding a lot of details that did not happen touching or handling his dick. In reality they are having fun with ach other. She did send him the one over his lap. They had a great time discussing it along with his hand on her ass. Again, they both use the excuse of me while texting. She has the pictures and knows that if I had them I would be using them.

She really wants to visit happy again. We tried once but no luck. It will happen according to her. As for recollections. She told me of the one with her dad and then retold again to us by the fire.

[sammy387100]

Nice very excited to hear when y’all go back to your dad’s house - hopefully soon!! So many fun opportunities to expose with your dad, brother and Happy! Glad they’re having fun teasing over text and smart for you to take the blame too. Also hope she does share the pictures with him and takes even more now to tease him. Did the picture she sent show anything? What has she been sending to Xavier? And maybe your brother continuing to text her stories helps her remember some more from when she was growing up! The two she’s shared seem so wild that I’m thinking she has to have more haha or at least casual encounters around the house she hasn’t thought more about where she was exposed to her brother or dad.