I (f32) was pregnant with my firstborn at 26. During the third trimester I was big and uncomfortable, but the first two trimesters were rather fun.

My hormones were raging, my boobs were growing, and no amount of cock seemed to satisfy. Luckily I married a man whose freak-iness between the sheets matched my own.

He and I had a great time together and a great time with those we occasionally invited to join us.

It was early in my second trimester, sometime in July that year, when my family has a little getaway. My parents rent a big house on a lake for a weekend and they invite my brother David, me and my husband, and our aunts and uncles and cousins to come out for the weekend.

It’s not quite a reunion; more like a glorified bbq.

We had a small crew come out that year and no one stayed except my brother and I. My husband didn’t make the trip either. He had a work golf outing he didn’t want to miss.

My brother David is a year older, so he was 27 then. He was always so handsome and so in-shape. This was at a time when guys swim trunks started to get real short. That whole Saturday I found myself watching him run around in nothing but those tiny shorts wondering how his cock wasn’t hanging out the bottom.

I was squeezed into an old bikini. I had bought maternity clothes but not a swimsuit yet.

Everyone leaves, our parents went to bed early, and it’s just me and David sitting on the back deck around the fire.

I’m texting my husband that I was wishing he was here. I was so horny and had no one to help.

He told me to ask David…my brother. I “lol-ed” but he told me he was serious. “See if he’d go down on you,” he typed.

How do I even bring up that subject? I decided to blurt it out. My husbands name is Jason.

“I’m horny and Jason said I should ask you to go down on me.” David looked up from his phone. “What,” he said, not thinking her heard what he heard.

I repeated what I said, telling him “I was probably going to go upstairs and have the most unsatisfying masturbation session with my fingers, but Jason said I should ask you for help.”

I was holding up my phone. David popped out of his chair and came over to read the text. I know my brother has laid some pipe on his time. He’s a freak too; it must be genetic.

He looked down at me from my phone and asked if we were serious. “Only if you’re willing,” I said.

“I need your tits out too,” was his only stipulation.

I popped my bikini top up and he stared at my breasts for a few seconds. I could see his shorts start to tent as he kneeled down between my legs.

He pulled my bikini bottoms to the side and dove right in.

This was not his first time eating pussy. He was excellent, and I was hooked. Between moans and squirms I was sending pics to Jason. He was sending me pics back of his rock hard cock as he jerked off seeing David nose deep in my cooch.

I asked Jason’s permission to return the favor. He told me it would be rude not too.

David finished me with his fingers and I left a puddle on the deck below my chair. As he stood up I grabbed his swim trunks and yanked them down.

7” of thick cock bounced out. He was clean shaven and tan all over. I grabbed and pulled him close and began sucking him off.

It took less than a minute. His first load hit mouth and the remaining poured over my boobs.

We took some sloppy selfies and sent them to Jason. It was a fantastic night. My brother came to my rescue. I love my family!