I was finishing up some tasks downstairs when I received a text from my wife: I’m gonna watch some porn so I can knock out after lol

I put down my dishes, swiped a quick reply, and darted upstairs in hopes of making it to the bedroom before my text could reach her phone. The lights were already off and the only way I saw my wife was from the illumination of her phone shining on her face. Bundled up in the sheets, she was browsing rather intensely, already combing through her options. She peered over at me and her eyes lit up. My wife scoots over and pats the spot next to her, lifting the blanket so I can climb inside.

It’s already toasty under the sheets, so I took off my shorts, kicking them down to the foot of the bed.

“So eager,” my wife teased, kissing my cheek. She pressed play on her video, cozying up against me. “Are you here for me or to see what I’m watching?”

“You, mostly,” I retorted. “Plus, I wanted to help put you to sleep.”

My wife rolled her eyes but smiled. It was silly to think she sent that text just to let me know; she wanted me here and didn’t want to admit it.

She held the phone up, angling it so we could both see. We watched the video for a bit; it was a run-of-the-mill step fantasy scenario. We were barely through the dialogue and setup of the scene before I found my hands wandering. Light touches traced and caressed her body, and she contently let me do as I pleased.

I reached around her torso to hold her waist and pulled her close to plant a kiss on her exposed shoulder. She shivered and I felt goosebumps against my lips. My hands explored her body, first they moved up to cup her breasts. My thumb moved over her nipples and I could feel them through her bra.

“Are you even watching?” she asked me quietly through a suppressed moan.

I ignored her question completely, instead reaching back to unclasp her bra, exposing her breasts to me. They were mine to do with them as I pleased. I gave her the extremes, starting with gentle fondles that turned into rough, determined squeezes. Soft kisses on her skin became starved bites. My mouth would focus on one nipple, flicking quickly with my tongue and switching to the next, alternating back-and-forth asnmy hands continued to massage her.

Her aroused breaths grew harder and harder to hide. Her free hand held my head down so she could instruct me, “Just like that.”

I moved a hand beneath her panties and inched my fingers down slowly. My fingers grazed her clit and her body jerked quickly. She must have been too sensitive. Before I could retract my hand, she grabbed my wrist, begging me to finger her.

The stimulation of her nipples and my hands on her breast did wonders. She was already wet, taking my finger without issue. I curled into her ramping up quickly into a quick pace. She wasn’t ready for this tempo as I found her twitching beneath my body.

“Fuck,” she whispered under her breath. A devious smiled formed on her face. It was irresistible. “You can’t make me come yet. We haven’t even gone to the good part of the video.”

I slowed my pace down to her liking. A second finger is inserted, and I watched her carefully. An eager nod signified that I was okay to add a third.

Her breaths grew, strained, and her moans became whimpers. I eased my fingers in, barely making it to the second knuckles.

“How's that?” I asked her.

She nodded, taking her eyes off the video to look deep into mine. Her mouth hung open in desperation. I kissed her suddenly, pressing my lips against hers. Our tongues danced while my fingers fucked her.

My eyes momentarily veered towards the video and i saw what looked like the stepbrother eating pussy for the first time. Still three fingers deep inside her and moving up to her ear and ask, “do you want that?”

Her eager response was a breath, a moan, and a suppressed “yes” all at once. I quickly repositioned to kneel beside her, licking my lips before leaning down to finally taste her. I pressed my tongue against her opening applying pressure to the clit and flicking away. From her reactions, I knew to keep going. I would lap across the entire slit with slow deep movements, breaking up the rhythm to concentrate and swirl around her swollen clit.

Mesmerized by her taste, I continued to lap at her perfect pussy. My hands cupped her ass and lifted her up to press her hips even closer to my face. She repositioned her feet closer to her body to give her more leverage; I felt her hump against my mouth. I responded by sticking my tongue out, burying it deep inside her. Too focused on the task at hand, I hardly noticed I was salivating, drooling all over her and releasing muffled moans against her.

I pulled away for a quick breath. It took all of my willpower to pause and leave gentle kisses on the inside of her thighs rather than devour her as I wished. I looked up to see how my wife was doing. Her breaths were shallow and labored, and I imagine that she was using this moment of break to regain control of the situation. My eyes diverted to the screen and I had an idea.

I straddled her leg and leaned down to kiss her. In the video, the stepsister lowered herself onto her brother's cock, teasing the tip with her lips. To mirror this, I slowly inserted three fingers into my wife’s eager pussy. My fingers prodded inside, tracing along her inner walls without delving in any deeper. My wife looked at me with anticipation.

I kissed her and asked her what she wanted. She whimpered and intelligible response before she looked at the video again. She didn’t need to say another word. I let the video choose my pace l. As the woman took more of her brother’s cock, I inched my fingers deeper. I heard my wife’s breathing deepen. In no time I dipped my fingers in as far as I could.

Her free hand reached for the hem of my briefs. She clumsy, grabbed at the fabric, unable to concentrate because of the pleasure building inside her. In frustration, she stops fumbling, begging me instead to take them off.

“Why?” I asked coyly. I was biding my time knowing she was close

She moved her hands to the front of my groin, and instantly rubbed along my bulge through the fabric of my underwear. She bit her lips. “I know you want to give it to me.”

She was right. I took my underwear off as fast as I could and situated myself between her legs. One of my hands parted her lips while the other guided my cock right into her. My hands relocated to each of her knees, and I plowed into her using the video to dictate my speed. Despite my fingers warming her up, she wasn’t fully prepared for the speed and force of my hips.

The moans from the video picked up, and I heard the sounds of squirting. The visual must've worked wonders from my wife. A whisper of “oh my god” grew into louder moans. She was right on the edge and I refused to give her a chance to let her simmer down.

I grabbed onto her waist and fucked her hard and fast. I paid careful attention to my angles, making sure to hit her deep where she loves. Moans of protest were futile, and she gave into the pleasure.

I couldn't ask for a better view. She dropped the phone, focusing only on her climax, while her hands clumsily clutched at the sheets by her face. Her tits bounced to the rhythm of every one of my hard thrusts.

I came so suddenly I didn't have time to tell her. The first spurt of cum shot against her inner walls and she grinned, encouraging me to pump until I was run dry.

On cloud nine, I pulled out of my wife and laid down next to her. With the phone still playing the video, she quickly grabbed it to close the tab. We shared a smile and she covered her face in embarrassment. I saw her eyelids droop as she eventually faded into slumber.

I grinned, knowing her plan played out exactly as she intended.