The Technicalities of Cheating - Sex Stories

The Technicalities of Cheating

Is it really cheating if you’re fucking your soon-to-be-husband’s twin brother?

That’s the thought that always crosses my mind whenever I’m stuffed with my brother-in-law’s cock which is more often than I’d like to admit.

My foot bounces on Trevor’s ass while he drives his cock in my creamy pussy at a fervent pace. The pained expression that he holds on his face as he concentrates on fucking my tight cunt is the same face Taylor makes when he’s on top of me.

Almost everything about the brothers is identical. From their angular face, to their muscular but slightly husky body frame, and even the groans that escape their lips when they part my mocha brown pussy lips and watch themselves disappear into my warm wetness.

Trevor reaches between us and furiously rubs my clit with his fingers as he hammers home into me. He smirks when my eyes roll to the back of my head and I grip the lapels on his suit jacket as if my life depends on it. My orgasm hits me in strong tidal waves. I try to stay quiet, but a yelp involuntarily slips past my lips when he slows his fast strikes into long slow strokes, elongating my orgasm. He slowly grinds our sex together, stirring my moist insides and the sexy sound echoes in the small walk-in closet.

He leans in for a kiss but I turn my head before we make contact.

“No messing up the makeup. And shh please! You keep fucking me so loud, someone may walk by and hear us,” I whisper. I make sure my floor length maxi dress is still bunched ...

... up around my waist and not getting covered in our juices.

His blue eyes darken and he grabs my legs that are currently around his waist and bends them back towards me. He grips the back of my knees and pins my legs on either side of my head.

“You’re on my dick right now, not Taylor’s,” he says. He accentuates every word by dropping his cock into me with a loud, hard slap between every word. The mention of my fiancé’s name as his brother fucks me mercilessly makes my pussy involuntarily tighten before my juices begin squirting out covering his cock and accidentally spraying onto his suit jacket and dress shirt. Trevor pulls his dick all the way out of me with every stroke before dropping his hips and roughly entering my soaking pussy again.

“Look at all of your cum on my dick,” he commands while grabbing my face and tilting my head down to see where we connect. The contrast of his glistening white flesh against my melanated sex is a striking sight to see.

“You wanted to cum all over my dick today. That’s why you wore my favorite color today, not his. That juicy ass in your tight navy blue dress has been calling my name during the entire engagement party. I noticed you didn’t have any panty lines, and you didn’t wear a bra either because those hard nipples kept pointing my way even when you were by his side. You were letting me know I had easy access to your holes if I wanted them. You may be his future wife, but you’re my dirty slut right now. You wanted this dick ...