It all started on a Friday night, about 7pm, and Carol had found some texts on her husband's phone. A message from another woman saying that he should have dinner with her. On Wednesday night, when Carol had an important event that she absolutely couldn't skip, and her husband Joshua wasn't able to be with her that day because of work.

The worst part was to find out that Joshua indeed met the unknown woman, and the photos they took were something Carol wasn't able to even stand or see. How she will forgive him that? The only thing that occupied her mind was to leave this insufferable, cheating bastard, and marry a better man, someone who will actually respect his wife. She didn't even love him anymore. So why was she doing this to herself, to stay with this piece of trash? And to add up, he wasn't home supposedly because "there was an urgent call for him that he needed to take care off, for tomorrow morning", she remembered him saying to her before he left. What a crock of shit, she thought to herself, but still, her tears fell down her face.

Carol was 31 years old at this point, married for 7 years, and it was hard not to think that she lost her most valuable years with a man that was so blatantly a piece of shit. Why did she do that? Carol wondered herself while in deep thought. She didn't deserved this. She didn't deserve to be cheated on, deceived, betrayed, used and left in the cold, to be miserable.

Carol was on her living room leather couch, crying her eyes out, and laying on a huge pillow, just holding it to her chest. It was unbearable. The whole situation, and she wondered: "How long this has been going on for? How long does Joshua had his mistress? Why didn't I even see the signs? Was I blind, naive?"

Carol was so depressed and heartbroken. She just was staring through the window, watching the sunset with a shattered soul and thoughts. She thought about the past when she met Joshua, and about his brother, Brian, Joshua's older brother, her brother-in-law. She always knew that Brian had fellings for her, but he never made the first move, because she had always been Joshua's woman. So, her heart belonged to his younger brother, while in fact, the relationship she had, with Joshua, was one-sided. Carol could remember, Brian as a kind, gentle soul, and definitely more capable of building a real relationship that would not end in a disaster. As soon as she realized that, Carol sighed heavily.

"I was so foolish not to see what was right in front of me, what's been right here, ever since, for all these years," Carol wondered in a single moment of realization, an epiphany of sorts. It was then that some very nasty and inappropriate thoughts flooded her mind, ones involving her brother-in-law and what she would let him do to her. A terrible rush, and a terrifying feeling, coursing through her. Cheating like her husband was the last thing Carol wanted, and the fact that he did it didn't made it right to do so herself, even worse. It made her a horrible and dirty person. It could be called infidelity, but it could also be a punishment that he rightfully deserved.

Carol thought of Brian's broad shoulders. His physique, she knew it all, and had an idea of his sexual performance, she would bet his capabilities, stamina and desire. Her heart stopped, feeling herself slowly getting aroused, and for her own brother-in-law too. "Oh, god, what did I become?" she thought to herself, thinking, reminiscing. Then, a wicked smile appeared on her face. Carol stood up, looking around, and then decided, "Time to take care of myself."

And so, the young housewife picked the phone, and dialed Brian's number, which he'd given her. As much as Carol tried to deny it, she felt her panties growing a bit wetter with the thought of calling her lover-to-be. She imagined that he was home alone, in the shower or with a beer watching TV, and his phone began to ring, and he reached for it, realizing that the call was from his big brother's wife, and would wonder what would be the meaning of this phone call. Carol waited a few seconds as the ringing came to a stop.

A deep voice could be heard through the phone, "Hey, Caro--" he was stopped in his tracks as Carol spoke up. "Hi, Brian..." She paused for a moment. Brian asked, "How are you, Carol?" She could hear the hesitation and surprise in his tone. A heavy sigh escaped Carol's throat, and she felt herself quivering, already beginning to blush. But then her tone became harsher. Carol replied, "Do you have time to come over? Joshua is not home at the moment. Something really important happened... and I need to speak to you. Only you", she added as a note, her voice cracked a little. "Okay...," said Brian, hesitantly, sounding worried. "I will be waiting, then, and make it quick please. It's really important," said Carol, and she ended the call. A rush of adrenaline. What was she doing? Carol never done anything like that before, especially so boldly, but there's a first time for everything. Carol was fidgeting nervously in the room and feeling her heart racing and her breath quickening as her thoughts raced.

She went to her bedroom and found the sexiest, lacy black dress she had, along with a pair of high heels that showed off her beautiful, milky legs. After she took a shower, combed her brown hair and added a touch of color to her red-lips, with lipstick. All of this done, she tried her best not to stain anything with her nail-polish. Finally, just in case, a nice perfume added to the outfit. Her breasts were large, firm, with just a little jiggle, and her round ass was absolutely perfect, big and round. The lace dress hugged and outlined every delicious curve of her body, revealing quite a bit of skin, while also doing its best to keep her goods from popping out, making her look so delicious and tasty.

And then, a little bell ring rang out in the air, and Carol smiled to herself knowing Brian was at the door. She had a seductive and hungry look in her eyes, and her pussy throbbed hard and got a lot wet, anticipating a bit. Then she walked out from the bedroom, to the hallway, where her high-heels clicking noise could be heard.

"Come in!" She said, a sly smile creeping up her beautiful lips. The door opened, and her brother-in-law walked in. Immediately, Carol was smitten, but this was more than her just getting excited in anticipation of what was about to transpire between her and him. He looked gorgeous in the tight clothes he wore, and in a pair of nice dark jeans with a very nice white shirt and leather black jacket, his bright blonde hair neatly combed.

He was 33 and definitely older than Carol. Brian's body was well-developed, very athletic, broad-shoulders and big hands, but still not too muscular. Not to mention his blonde facial hair was perfectly trimmed and matched his physique. But she had known him since she met Joshua in high school, and she knew exactly his nature: a quiet, nice, but wild guy that was never interested in the girls of the neighborhood or the ones who tried flirting with him. At least, not until that night. He was one of the coolest dudes of the city.

"Hello!" He said, surprised as always and a bit shy too, before her beauty could overwhelm him, and he was slightly shocked to see his sister-in-law dressed so sensually. He felt himself starting to get rock hard already, his erection pushing painfully against the confines of his pants as his manhood stiffened as blood rushed through his veins and down below, straight to his cock. He never saw Carol dressed up like this. It was too much for Brian, she looked incredible, so damn hot and fuckable, wearing nothing more than a revealing lace dress, paired up with black heels that gave her a supermodel look, and made her even taller, and an exotic scent filling his nostrils, heightened his arousal and lust.

"Hello, Brian!" Carol walked towards him. Once she got closer, her soft lips curled into a small smile. She inhaled his scent, and a strange tingle was felt around her pussy, she could sense his manly fragrance, a clean fresh aroma. "Thanks for coming over, it means a lot. I wouldn't know who else I should ask this" added Carol in a somewhat lower voice, gently caressing and rubbing Brian's strong shoulders and upper-back, bringing their faces and her luscious, wet lips dangerously close, "To ease a troubled, distraught woman. A married woman, for her pleasure and enjoyment, like I desperately need right now. Maybe you can help me, my hero..." Her words were laced with seduction and playfulness, and Brian noticed how much she was trying to come on to him, so seductively.

Carol invited Brian inside and closed the door. The living room was dimly-lit by a couple of candles, and it's romantic atmosphere filled the room. Brian could hear his heartbeat thump in his ears, the silence suddenly deafening. He and is brother never had a good relationship with one another, but still, a pang of guilt rushed through his gut. But when his eyes lingered on Carol's voluptuous curves and milky flesh, it was gone as fast as it came. He had to ask, "So, why have you called me to your house, dressed in that kind of outfit... alone with me?" his question broke the silence. He had a very worried tone. Brian sat down the leather couch and tried to calm himself.

Carol sighed and replied to his question, "Brian. My marriage is not as stable or good as I thought, and my feelings changed, because of Joshua. Do you know where he is right now? Or more specifically, who's he with right now?" The hurt in her voice was apparent as she took a seat close to her guest, looking up at him, slightly tilting her head, wanting to pour her heart out to him and feel a shoulder to cry upon, someone to understand the turmoil in her heart, "I was hurt and deceived. That bastard had been lying and cheating on me with a whore. I discovered everything, from his dirty texts, his location and his disgusting pictures from his whore on the phone, with a proof from their fucking session and tonight, he is with her again." She said, a little louder, feeling a bit frustrated.

"Wait, so you don't have feelings for me? Your only trying to use me to revenge him," said Brian, disappointed, but Carol felt his body trembling from anticipation and frustration.

"I won't lie to you, Brian. Yes, I want him to pay, and a huge, monstrous part of me wants to humiliate him like that. Yet, another part of my being wants to enjoy you, like the way I will never do with him again, ever," replied Carol, reaching for Brian's hand, holding it tightly within both of her hands, getting close, so their thighs were pressed together, and she looked right into his blue-eyes, so bright and tender, and whispered into his ear, "Please. Stay. Make me a woman for just one night. My whole marriage was based on a lie. Make me feel desired. Real love and real passion. Let's make a wonderful night." And as Carol finished speaking those words, her manicured fingertips gently and timidly moved and stroked his nape, barely touching, in a whisper of sensation.

Brian was tempted, and a bit anxious, but her pleading voice and her puppy-look was unbearable and cute, and no man can resist her, and that's all he needed to take that step and give in to what was meant to be. He was a weak man, who felt incredibly lucky to even be in this house with his brother's wife, and they sat closer. One of her hands made a light grip on his belt and other on the shirt. Carol just had her big, pretty hazel eyes directed into Brian's own orbs. This was the moment Carol waited for. She closed the last distance between their lips, softly placing her lips upon Brian's lips. A soft, light kiss. It was the beginning, the prelude to her epic night of fucking and lovemaking with Brian, which she had long craved but denied, like a dream that was in reach and finally obtained.

The kiss was amazing, passionate and slow, and soon a flood of desire overcame him and her both as their desires manifested in that special moment, full of lust and overwhelming pleasure. It's the very thing she dreamt of. To feel the strong arms of her man. They pulled back and were gasping. "Fuck me, Brian, here and now, for real. Please, do to me... what you have desired, ever since you first saw me... to fuck my mind, my soul, my whole being. Take all the burden away, I know you have strong feelings for me. We have tried our best to push it away, for respect, and many reasons... and I can't handle it anymore."

With these final words, Carol knew, a tremendous load came off her shoulders, she had laid bare her soul and she hoped her brother-in-law would receive her confession with joy. As the sexual and arousing tension became heavier between them, and the sexual beast in him was awakened, Carol felt his heart speeding up. "Yes...," his deep and husky voice echoed. His lustful gaze never left Carol's figure and neither did hers leave his. A kiss initiated from him this time, a possessive and hungry kiss. Strong and commanding. Their tongues entered into an almost obscene and lascivious dance, the connection electrifying. Their desire was carnal and obvious, her whole body trembled under Brian's grasp and their touches grew deeper and much needier.

It was a feeling new to Carol, and a turn on. So exciting and different, but somehow, she had some experience from past encounters, since, secretly, she'd fantasized of fucking a guy of her liking and choosing. But her first choice of a fantasy fuck always was her brother-in-law Brian, the sexiest and attractive man she knew. She felt is erection, through the fabric of his jeans, as she rubbed and caressed Brian's crotch, rubbing at it firmly, stroking and kneading, showing her enthusiasm, while grinding up her warm pussy against his inner thigh, biting his lower lip and neck, before asking, her voice sultry and teasing, as if seducing him to throw out any moral concerns, and asked him, a suggestive smile across her lips, "Your cock is so nice, thick and hard... Will it make me feel full, and please me?"

And without hesitation, Brian unzipped his pants, while Carol's mouth watered as she caught a glance at his cock. There, it was huge and enormous. 10 inches and the width seemed about 3 inches or more, and still hardening, it twitched and jumped as if feeling her look upon him. His blonde pubic area was shaved and trimmed nicely, very neatly and smelled strongly. Her hands grabbed it and squeezed. The head was so engorged, reddened, and was bigger than the thickness. "Jesus, the size...", moaned Carol in ecstasy as she pulled down the rest of his jeans to his ankles, marveling at its sheer, imposing size. Carol gulped with arousal and began salivating with an amazing, sudden realization. This dick, this gigantic organ, that pulsated and throbbed in her palms would be fucking her wet pussy. The veins were very prominent as well, and it was the biggest, most beautiful cock she ever held in her hands. And his balls were huge, thick, but still of the same perfect size, very nice, very cleanly shaven.

Carol licked her hand, and began stroking his manhood, while Brian moaned as her long nails brushed his member. Brian's hands reached her cleavege and slowly, pulled down, with the straps falling down, as well as the dress's whole front part. The areolas of Carol's boobs were small and pinkish-brown colored. Her nipples were about half an inch long. Carol kept stroking his shaft and tugging, fondling and pinching the tip while she looked into Brian's blue eyes. Then he sucked her left nipple into his mouth, playing, flicking and swirling his tongue around and in between, making her scream with pleasure.

Carol was surprised because Brian could be just receiving pleasure and reach the orgasmic peak first, but here he was, licking and sucking her beautiful, delicious tits and nipples, licking and slurping them like there was no tomorrow. Sucking them very gently and pleasing her as much as he was capable. Carol was just moaning and stroking his member harder and faster, sliding her palms from the very head, up and down. His hips thrusting, feeling his blood rushing down and concentrating on his already hard and wet, engorged cock. He also moaned with each suck. It was absolutely heaven.

"Let me take care of you," Carol moaned as her hot breath and sensual voice brought chills down his spine, goosebumps over his body. A needy moan escaped Brian's lips, a blissful expression when he removed his mouth from her nipple, feeling them wet, slippery from his saliva, dripping a little on Carol's thighs. Brian was feeling like a wild, untamable beast when he said, with an arousal and sensuality-laced voice, "You can do whatever you want, Carol. Go ahead, and use me to please your desires. Let's see how you can really handle it!" Brian moved his hands onto her brown hair, tangling them, grabbing a fistful and pulling on her locks, gently.

"Are you sure? Because once I start, I'm not stopping until we're done and I won't ask for consent," said Carol, warning her partner while thinking about all the things she always wanted to do but never could with her close minded husband. Brian was sure and confident when he answered, a devilish look crossed his handsome and beautiful face, and said, "By all means, go all the way! It's what I wish for and expected from you, my dear Carol." And so Carol leaned down, giving him a last peck on the lips, her right hand squeezing his package firmly, giving the head a few rubs. Then, her soft lips touched the bulbous, smooth, slick-coated, wet head, giving it a tentative and tender kiss, tasting the savory pre-cum on her tongue and mouth.

She gulped a bit of the transparent fluid and felt the intense taste, swallowing slowly, letting out a hot moan, enjoying the salty flavor that exploded in her mouth. And the intense smell invaded her nose. Carol was amazed how a male can be this big. A pleasured shiver ran up her back as she continued her descent, her lips fully encompassing and swallowing the girthy pole. Gripping the thick member in her palm, jerking and moving her hand along with her bobbing head. Her hand and mouth worked at once, the velvety-like skin feeling the inside of her moist oral-entrance.

Carol had her beautiful dark hazel eyes half-way open and was gazing upward. Brian never expected to see his sister-in-law's throat opening, swallowing his cock in full, fully. The most intimate sight any human can give. His length and her throat meeting halfway. "Carol... oh god..." Her actions became rougher and faster. Then his sister-in-law resumed deepthroating. Bobbing her head while she was starting to fondle his heavy balls, his sack, filled up with cum. As Carol kept worshipping the pulsating, veined length of his dick, she couldn't believe that her whole mouth and throat was now accommodating all 10 inches, and even her teeth were lightly grazing and adding even a little pain, causing the most amazing sensations.

Spit dribbled from her lips, dripping down her chin as Carol sucked Brian's huge cock at a furious pace, working it in and out, gagging on its immense, impressive size. But she wanted more, so she went to her knees and looked like she wanted to worship him even further. Her voice was erotic and very dirty, lustful, and that alone was the thing to drive him insane, his lust skyrocketing. "Pull your legs up, show me that asshole!" ordered Carol, who could not believe her luck, as she never thought this night would end up with her wanting to eat ass. She always wanted to try something like that. But, like always, her stupid husband refused that demand.

Brian pulled his jeans and underwear fully off, his balls hitting the leather of the couch. Nobody ever ate his ass or played or touched it and was something he never thought about, but he promised to fulfill her every desire and curiosity, without limits, and if this is what she needed, then who was he to deny her.

Brian was laying on the leather brown couch. Carol spreaded the thick muscular cheeks, exposing Brian's pink and tight asshole, puckering slightly, her heart was beating fast from anticipation and excitement. With an ecstatic moan, the horny and hungry housewife licked from his perineum to his crack. First she gave a good tongue-lashing to Brian's puckering, twitching entrance as her soft tongue was dancing over it, tasting him like a delicious, yummy fruit. A flavor-packed, tasty dish and the nectar which seeped through it tasted like strawberries and cherries. The fleshy mounds, surrounding it, and her lips made kissing-motion around and over it. Her hand wrapped his length again and pumped hard. She even surprised him and herself when she managed to stick her wet, agile tongue, into Brian's anal-star, making him jerk violently on the couch with pleasure and his asshole, tight and unaccustomed, convulsed around her tongue. He whimpered softly and squeezed the leather couch hard, his knuckles becoming white as he started to blush.

Brian couldn't believe he was enjoying a rim-job, given by his brother's wife, of whom he has been crushing on. Finally getting to know what was on the other side, he was experiencing his first taste of pure, primal, dirty, wild, raunchy pleasure and ecstasy that coursed his spine, making it the best sexual experience. There were no words to describe such intense rapture, but Carol never stopped her intense probing, teasing and licking and drooling, and even tried spitting and dripping spit all over his crack, from his balls to his asshole. As she was blowing, Brian moaned and begged for more, with Carol now fully appreciating her freedom in trying Brian's ass and expressing herself fully. "Your ass feels amazing, and your taste, it's the best I ever had, I could lick, tongue-fuck and suck you every single day of my life," she confessed and it was a truth. His scent, his taste, his sight... Everything that surrounded her, and what was around her tongue, made Carol's body become more receptive, willing to accommodate everything her man might had to offer, while at the same time, taking it.

Meanwhile, Brian enjoyed the sensation of his anus being licked and caressed, his whole body filled with pleasure and his climax drawing closer as he kept gripping the sofa tightly, biting his lower lip and panting. Nothing felt better until Brian felt his brother's wife slowly enter her finger into his virgin ass, rubbing and thrusting her index finger all the while giving him a nice prostate massage, as her mouth devoured his fat dick. Brian wanted her finger in his asshole all the time. Never, ever did he ever dreamed that a finger up his bum can make him feel so good. It was like his mouth started speaking before his mind could think of any response to her demand, as he pleaded for more, "Carol, please... Add another finger, in my ass! Fuck my ass like a whore, deeper, yes! Make me scream. B-But... Ngh... Just one more finger! Ooohh.. Y-Yeahhh, F-Fuck my ass. Ugh-ugh-ugh!"

Carol smirked with lust-filled eyes while she added another finger while still giving the best head of her life to her new man. His ass was filled completely by her fingers and Carol felt its heat, Brian's anus completely stuffed. Her free hand was now holding his meat stick up and taking Brian faster and deeper. Anal was a foreign act to Brian, and the way Carol's slim and pointy fingernails touched and grazed his prostate-gland as she inserted the digits fully inside, thrusting, gave the most erotic feeling he ever felt, and then she finally asked him. "Don't hold anything back, just fill my mouth with your cum. Just let yourself go. Show me. Show your happiness, give me all your passion..." whispered Carol as she leaned to him, her slender fingers curled deep in his anal tunnel as they twisted and probed.

Carol was sucking his massive cock while thrusting her fingers in his sweet and tight ass. Brian could hear the rhythmic noises his body made, in tune to his climax building. It was a breathtaking experience. He started to thrust and pound into her waiting throat, using the hand that grabbed the base of his cock to slide it along her lips, thrusting it hard into his lover's waiting throat, pushing past all her boundaries, no matter how far. He loved seeing his dick fuck Carol's mouth like that, knowing how her hands were also giving the first prostate and asshole massage he ever had. The fact that she was his brother's wife was what turned Brian's head into a sexual, lust-driven mess. A bliss-like explosion took over his body and mind while his body shook.

The fingers deep in his rectum and the tongue on the underside of his engorged prick, the mouth engulfing it, all at once, drove him over. In an instant, his cock spasmed and burst. With the deepest moan Brian ever made and the orgasm rippled through his muscles. Brian felt his cock cumming.

"Take all of my cock. Here's your reward." He whispered, the bliss of an impending orgasm echoing through his mind. The tip of his shaft hit the back of her throat and Brian came, exploding into Carol's waiting throat. Load after load, unloading in a constant flow into her sweet mouth, filling her up, shooting down, hot and thick. It was so much that it was overflowing and spilling out Carol's mouth, oozing out the corners, causing her chin and neck to get wet and messy, drips of sticky cum adorning her chest. Carol slurped up the viscous cum as it poured, swallowing all the salty, nutritious, strong-tasting goo. Her face was glowing, cum-coated, and so beautiful when she whispered, "This is only the beginning, my love! Your cock deserves even more, and we still got the night ahead."

Brian's breathing was steady as his lungs felt like he had run a marathon and couldn't seem to gather his thoughts. He'd cum so much, he almost forgot his own name. "B-baby," said Brian, panting with tiredness, the pleasurable high fading a bit, the strength returning to his limbs, "Now it's your turn to cum, please... allow me to give you all the pleasure you deserve!"

To be continued...