Ellie & Donna by 1nut1der

Ellie & Donna by 1nut1der

Experience a steamy adult sex story featuring Ellie and Donna. Let your imagination run wild with this seductive tale of passion and desire. Read now for a thrilling read!<br/>

This story is loosely based on a rumor that was going around the neighborhood some years back. I casually knew the people involved and while I have doubts about what actually happened it did fuel a fantasy or two so I let my perverted imagination run wild and wrote it down. The usual disclaimers apply, everyone having sex is over eighteen and names are changed blah, blah, blah. Lastly, I’ve lived in and around Chicago most of my life and I write like I talk. So those of you that are sticklers for ‘Proper English’ may shake your head at some of the shit that flies out of my brain.

It was Saturday night and we’d been out on the town earlier and had met up with some friends at our favorite watering hole for drinks and a few games of darts. The girls did a little dancing and the guys enjoyed watching them. The place was packed and Donna and I made a game of pointing out this girl or that guy and saying things to each other like “I’d love to watch her go down on you.” And she would come back with “Only if I get to fuck that stud she’s with, did you see the bulge in his jeans?” It was a sexy game we played in crowded bars where the noise from the music and the patrons was loud enough that no one would hear us. We would get pretty worked up and would end up in bed for a buzzed fuck before we went to sleep.

That’s exactly what we were doing when I looked up at her from between her legs as I was eating her very wet and fragrant pussy and said “Instead of threesomes what do you think about seeing other people separately?” I had my eye on a girl from work who lived a half hour away in the next suburb over. She made it clear she was down to fuck if I was.

“Ok.” My wife of eleven years said. “C’mere” She said and held out her arms. I knew what she wanted and rubbed my face deep into her cunt before moving up to make out with her. She loved licking her juices off of my face. We made out and then she licked my chin and cheeks until it was gone.

“Get on your back.” She ordered. I complied, putty in her hands at this point and I let her direct the action. She slowly swung her leg over me, reached down to line my cock up and eased herself down. She was wet enough to take my cock all the way inside of her pussy in one motion. She sighed and wiggled a little from side to side to get comfortable.

“That’s it? No discussion? Just…ok.” I was stunned. We’d talked about opening our marriage before, but never in a serious way. Always at times like this, during hot sex where we’d fantasize out loud about a guy or girl from a party or some other event we were at. We’ve had a few threesomes but have never fucked anyone without the other one there.

“Yup. Ok.” She said as she started moving her hips slowly back and forth. “That is as long as I get to fuck someone too.”

“Well, that’s what an open marriage is, right? We’ll have to go over some details about when and where and all that first.” I started thrusting my hips up to match her rhythm. She was squeezing on the way up so I knew to thrust the way she liked it to hit her G-spot. After thirteen years together and being married eleven of those we had this figured out.

“You have anybody in mind?” I asked as she picked up the pace, rolling her hips in a steady rhythm. She was getting close and starting to pant. I looked up at her beautiful face, eyes screwed shut in concentration as she brought herself to the edge. She opened her eyes and her mouth at the same time and I grabbed both of her hard nipples and squeezed. She came hard, staring into my eyes with her mouth open in a silent scream as the waves rolled over her. I watched her twitch and jerk again and again as the pleasure coursed through her body. Her lips curled into a half smile as she collapsed onto my chest, her head on my shoulder as she gasped for air.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” I laughed. She giggled and rolled off me onto her back and spread her long legs wide. She ran her right hand down to her wet pussy and stuck three fingers in and moved them around before bringing them to her face and inhaling the musky scent and then stuck them into her mouth so she could get all the creamy grool off of them. It was something we both loved to do, taste her amazing pussy especially after she cums. We joke with each other that what started off as a one night stand turned into our fantastic relationship largely due to her scent and taste. I was hooked immediately and kept coming back. Over time I somehow talked this goddess into marrying me.

“I’ve always thought your brother was hot.” She whispered and covered her face with both hands. I moved between her legs and sunk my still hard cock back into her pussy and started slowly fucking her again. She moved her hands away from her face and said “Is that bad?”

I looked into her eyes and saw a mixture of lust and trepidation. My brother was two years younger and lived thirteen hundred miles away. We hardly ever saw him. While we have roleplayed and fantasized about people we knew this was the first time either one of us has brought up a family member. My cock got a little harder right then.

“Really Donna? My brother? Is that who you were just thinking about when you got off?” I buried myself deep and held there while I looked down at her.

“Don’t be mad Rick, it was just thoughts. I’d never act on them.”

“But that’s what we’re doing here honey, talking about acting on them.” I resumed my stroking, enjoying the velvety smooth walls of her cunt. Without breaking stride I said “It’s ok. I actually think it’s kind of hot to think about, but I wasn’t thinking about family. I don’t want any drama.” I started fucking her harder now, strangely more excited now that we were talking about this taboo topic.

“We just need whoever we pick to be able to keep a secret, then there’s no drama.” She wrapped her long legs around my calves and started fucking me back. When she raised her head a little looking for a kiss I brought my mouth down and jammed my tongue in to wrestle with hers. We made out as we rocked back and forth but ended up bumping our teeth together and broke it off with a laugh.

I kept up the pace and I said “It’s not fair though, you don’t have a sister I could fuck.” She was making me feel real good now, squeezing me with her cunt while licking and sucking on my neck. We were going at it, fucking our brains out and loving every second of it. I could feel my orgasm getting closer. Our bodies smelled of sweat and the air was full of our musk as we worked each other for all we could get.

She leaned her head up and whispered in my ear “But you do Rick, you could fuck your sister.” That was all it took, I exploded right away spewing rope after rope of my thick cum into my wife’s pussy. This triggered another one for her and we both savored the moment. It was rare that we got off at the same time and it was special when it happened. We looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment as I came down from one of the best orgasms I’ve had in a while.

When I caught my breath I said “You’ve really put some thought into this huh?”

“I’ve fantasized, yeah. You know I’ve always thought incest was hot. Tell me you haven’t thought about fucking your sister.”

“Of course I have, have you seen her? But where is this coming from? Are you seriously thinking about fucking my family or is this just going to be our next roleplay?” I pulled out of her and grabbed the towel we kept handy and motioned for her to lift her butt so I could get it under her. I then leaned down and scooped out a little bit of our combined cum with my tongue and crawled up to her waiting mouth and kissed her softly, sharing our mixture with her. We made out for a bit, savoring the taste and smell.

“I started reading these stories online a couple years ago and I see this incest stuff everywhere. It makes me wet just thinking about it and I’m wishing I wasn’t an only child right now.”

I lay down next to her and she snuggled in on my right side with her head on my chest and her right leg thrown over my thigh, her wet pussy pressing into me. I let out a huge sigh and kissed the top of her head. She gave me a big squeeze in return. We stayed silent for a couple minutes, collecting our thoughts.

She broke the silence and lifted her head to look at me and said “I think your sister’s hot too, and I think she would fuck me under the right circumstances. Whenever we go shopping she gets real flirty in the changing rooms. Last week when we were trying on outfits she pulled on the hair under my bellybutton and said ‘I’ll bet this trail really does end up in a happy place.’ Her hand lingered for a second then she looked me in the eyes and smiled before she turned around and tried her top on. It got me thinking about her in a most unsisterly way.”

“Yeah but that’s Ellie, she’s always been touchy-feely with people she likes.”

“Oh this was way more than that Rick” She said seriously. “The way she looked at me this time left me with no doubt about what she was thinking. We acted normal the rest of the day but I soaked my panties that afternoon just thinking about it.”

My sister Ellie is eighteen months older than me and a walking wet dream. She’s a slim five three with long brunette hair, big doe-like brown eyes and a pair of dimples that appear every time she flashes those pearly whites. Her ass is something I love to sneak looks at and her boobs look perfect on her frame at a thirty four C and her dress size is a six. I know this because I dug through her hamper the last time I was in her house alone to change the faucet in the kitchen. I also know her panties smell fantastic and that was far from the first time I’ve stuck my nose in a pair of hers, having indulged in that when we were both living under the same roof.

She had her daughter while still in college, married and divorced the father within a year and he became a textbook deadbeat Dad that hasn’t been heard from since. She stuck it out and got her degree with help from our parents and at thirty four has worked her way up the ladder and is doing well at the accounting firm she works at. My fourteen year old niece Miranda is a great kid that I’m very proud of.