Wedding Suprise The Final Episode

It had taken a good couple of months for my sister and I to re-establish our normal relationship. We usually shared a meal with our respective spouses about every two or three weeks, since we didn't live that far apart.

For understandable reasons, we'd had a necessary break from each other to re-establish our normal interactions. What happened was a genuine mistake.

I was proud of myself for being honest and forthright with Selena - Selena from the outset. I didn't like carrying lies and tried to not do such things.

There were two surprises from the wedding a couple of months ago.

One: I ended up eating out my sister's bald pussy. That sentence on its own requires no explanation.  The way it occurred took some explaining however but was genuine. I thought that Selena and I were continuing our sexy game that had been going on all night. She feigned a headache and went to bed early. I had another couple of drinks and headed up, completely fucking up which room we were staying in and entering the wrong one -- one room short down the correct hallway. The rest of that event is contained in episode one of this series.

When I was halfway through leaving a ridiculously large load of sperm in who I though was Selena, she removed the pillow from over her face. My eyes had adjusted to the dark and we realised we were not with our respective spouses.

I couldn't stop the spurting cum exploding from my cock. I think I felt my sister grind up against me as she pushed her pussy up onto my thick cock shaft.

We made some horrendously awkward gasps as we realised what had just happened. I made for my door and left quieter than a church mouse, more embarrassed than imaginable.

Two: Not willing to live the lie, and wanting to get it straight off my chest, I went to my room, which was not a long walk, and told Selena straight away what had happened.

Expecting to be thrown out to the kerb for such a ridiculous story, I figured that if I told my wife immediately then she would see the details made sense as she supposed to be the recipient of what just transpired in the room next door.

As outlined in part two of this series, Selena made me tell her all the details of what had happened. I believe she started to get off on it a little bit, because before you know it, she asked if she could taste my sister's juices.

To start with she gently worked my cock inside her mouth, until I was as hard as I'd been some twenty minutes earlier. She had my balls in her hand as she massaged them and my perineum as she drew as much of my thick, seven-inch shaft into her throat.

Overcome with the emotions of such a surreal evening, I blurted that I wanted to fuck Selena's tits.

She was surprisingly willing and encased my shaft in her ample breasts. As I thrust harder and harder between her gorgeous bosom, she asked me if I was thinking about my sister as she rocked with the force of my thrusting. "Yes" I admitted to her. I was.

I was thinking about her and her tits.

About her pussy.

About how she tasted so good.

I was thinking that the forbidden fruit seems to be the sweetest.

Selena asked me to cum in her like I did my sister that short time ago. I didn't need any help reaching my climax. I was looking down over my gorgeous wife, thinking about my hot sister while Selena was asking me to blow my load like I just had in my sister.

After I'd lost my second load of the night, Selena looked over with soft eyes and quietly asked if I'd consider fucking my sister in front of, or with her.

And this now leads us to the current day. Two months on from THAT night.

There'd been quite a delay in any sibling contact. Likewise, Selena hadn't really brought the subject up again. She'd only joked a couple of times about it.

When we discussed that I didn't know how to speak with her again, she said that we should just have a weekend lunch like we used to do so frequently.

I'd assumed that my sister hadn't told her husband. The reason I thought this was that he really wasn't that outstanding of a human. I was sure that he'd cheated on her, yet, ironically, he would be the first person pounding down a door of someone who looked sideways at his wife. He drank a fair amount and was often away for work, giving him the opportunity to do as he pleased.

Steeling my resolve, I typed out a text after I'd just chickened out of ringing her. "Lunch at ours on Saturday -- say Noon?"

I could see that she had been active online about fifteen minutes previously, so I waited.

A reply binged: "Sure, just bring the usual?"

I replied with a thumb's up emoji. By usual, she meant drinks and dessert. Selena and I would do nibbles and mains.

The Saturday rolled around and the knock on the door gave my heart a jumpstart.

As they entered our house, my sister's eyes met mine with a lingering gaze that was both cautious and curious. As we all settled into the lounge for some nibbles, I went to our kitchen to grab some drinks out of our refrigerator.

Somehow, she ended up standing close to me in our kitchen, well away from the others. As I cracked the first beers, she moved in closer to me as she found come glasses above her head. I spoke first "I told Selena. She knows what happened."

She responded "Aiden has no idea. He'd lose his mind if he knew."

I believed her.

My sister continued "How was Selena when you told her?"

"Surprisingly OK. It was a horrendous mix-up. Thankfully she realised what had happened."

She pressed "Any issues since?"

My mind raced for a second, Selena's words ringing in my head.

"Nah. No problems."

"Thank fuck" my sister replied. Let's have a drink!

We made our way back and had a few beers before lunch. For lunch we had a chilled chicken and beetroot salad with a couple of glasses of white wine.

During lunch, I noticed Selena becoming more and more animated. She'd drag her foot up my leg. My sister kept catching my gaze as well. Her denim overalls framed her figure perfectly, with a crisp white T-shirt underneath, highlighting her firm breasts with a hint of cleavage peeking over the V-neck cut of her shirt.

The wine and beer were going to my head.

A post lunch swim was the order of the day. The afternoon sun was stinging hot. The four of us got changed and headed into the crystal blue, cool, clear water.

Usually, Selena wore a bikini, but this time she was in a long-sleeved top with bikini bottom. The zip on the swim top ran almost all the way to the waist. The small blue coloured print on her top highlighted her pleasing curves as it clung to her tanned, wet skin.

Alternatively, my sister usually wore a one-piece swimsuit. Like those used by competitive lap swimmers. This time, however, she wore a bikini emblazoned with a Scottish tartan print. It was one of those bikinis with a string that needs to be laced on the wearers back, and on the sides of the bottom.

She too looked amazing. I'd yet to see her wear something so brazen. Not that it was by any means a disservice. Based on her figure, she could wear a hell of a lot less and not get a single word of complaint from any male aged anywhere from puberty to old age.

The cleavage that I'd spied a sample of earlier was on display and in spades. Her breasts naturally sat close together, giving the illusion of a larger cup size than what I estimated to be a natural D cup anyway.

Selena and my sister were dressed oppositely to what I was used to, yet each succeeded in looking amazing.

The four of us cooled off and frolicked in the water. It's embrace was both relaxing and invigorating. In the corner of my eye, I spied my wife and my sister. The first with lust and the second with excited reservation.

As we chatted, another white wine was sipped before we slipped out of the water and relaxed on the sunbeds around our pool.

Selena and I flicked through some magazines we had, while my sister read a book, she was midway through. As we flicked pages, Selena's hand reached over and grabbed mine. She squeezed it, to get my attention.

I glanced over to her; she looked at me with a glint in her eye and slowly lifted her right hand and flicked her zipper tab upwards. Instantly the pressure that her substantial bust was under pressed the zipper apart, causing it to drop down her chest six inches.

At the same time, her left hand moved from holding mine, to grab my upper thigh and gently squeeze it.

Her bust was pressed together by the remaining pressure of her top while her hand snaked closer to my crotch.

I glanced at our guests. My sister was deep in her book, seemingly engrossed by whatever chapter she was up to. Her husband, Aiden, was lying on his side, facing away from the group. He had some earbuds in, seemingly listening to music, or a game of some sort.

A stirring in my stomach announced the beginning of the excess blood flow to my cock. As my stomach started to churn, the tightness of my swimwear began to increase.

Selina glanced towards our guests. Seeing no one was watching, she lowered her zipper another two inches. It now sat at her sternum height.

Her hand wandered over my encased cock, which was now pushing hard against my swimwear. Her eyebrows jumped with subtle surprise as her fingers completed a length over my growing issue. There was no hiding it now, I was pressing the garment outwards with vigour.

I'd chosen to wear a speedo brief instead of my usual board short fare. This only exacerbated my concern.

A couple of minutes went by. Selina continued running her fingers up and over my thigh and speedo encased cock mound. It was to the point now that if I were to stand up there'd be no hiding my predicament. Either my shaft would straighten, and the top two of my seven inches would pop out the top, or, alternatively, It would stay bent but be so pronounced that my smooth-shaven balls would fall out the side, given the strain on the fabric to contain my girth.

My sister continued with her magazine, seemingly none the wiser.

Her husband seemed to be nodding off, with his earbuds still tuning him out of any of the current circumstances.

Selena caught my eye. Her pupils were dilated. She looked at me with a lustful look that was more of the 'fuck me' rather than 'make love to me' type of mood.

My wife was horny.

Her hand wandered down once again, her fingertips slipping under my waistband. She ran her fingers over my now aching cock tip. She ran them around and over my circumcised head.

Squeezing my tip to once again get my attention, I looked up at her. She tilted her head backwards to indicate the window behind us. This was our bedroom that looked out over the backyard. There was a single access door to the bedroom that went through a small ensuite we had that was part of our bedroom.

I nodded my head. Selena stood up casually and headed inside via the loungeroom entrance that was the main thoroughfare to the backyard and the pool.

A couple of minutes later, I wrapped my towel around my waist to conceal my engorged problem and headed in via the ensuite entrance which was on the same side as my sunlounge. I was able to hide my problem by having my back to my sister and her husband as I wandered in.

As I went through the sliding door to get into our bedroom I was met with a completely nude Selena, on her back.

She was laying on our bed which faced out towards the pool. We'd had privacy tint installed on the massive window that looked out over the pool and backyard. This was to help keep the room cool in summer but to also avoid nosy neighbours looking into our house.

From the outside, the window looked like a giant mirror. From the inside we could see out perfectly fine.

Selena's curves were fully displayed as she lay in her long-sleeved swim top. She had her right leg furthest away from me up on an angle and her right arm wrapped up and under her head.

Her stomach was taut, with a hint of abs. Her right breast was pressed up against her left, which in turn was pressed up against our mattress as she lay almost on one side, facing me. The thin fabric of her outfit was doing little to hide the story of her gorgeous body.

As I strolled into the room, she wiggled and slid her bikini bottom down her legs and looped her feet out, one at a time before landing them beside our bed with a quaint whisp.

She generally didn't have a shaved pubic area and now was no different. She did, however, only have a fine line of pubic hair about an inch wide running from three inches above her clit to the top of her pussy. From there down she was bald. And gorgeous.

The zip on her top was down to about half of its total height, resting just below her sternum.

"Fuck, I'm so horny!" Selena stated.

"I want to suck your cock." She continued.

"No way," I retorted" look at that body! I'll have the first entrée if that's ok with you."

I dropped my towel to only be in my speedos again. My semi-hard cock back on display for my wife. My shaft wasn't fully erect at this point, but this was causing all sorts of grief for my garment. The fabric was stretched to its finality as it tried to contain my excitement.

I walked in front of our curtainless window and turned to face the bed, my back facing the pool.

Dropping to my knees, I ran my hands under my wife's calves, up her legs, behind her knees and up her thighs. Her shaven legs looked golden in the tinted light emanating through the window.

Grasping behind her knees, I gently pulled her forward towards me as I kneeled facing her.

Without hesitation, I lifted each of her legs up and onto one of my shoulders each. Stretching out my arms, Selina saw what I wanted and offered me her hands. I took her hands and continued to draw her closer to me by pulling her towards me again.

Now her legs dropped over my back as her knees went over my shoulders.

I helped her get to an appropriate height by grasping one of my hands on each of her ass cheeks and lifting her ass up towards my waiting tongue.

I heard Selina give a small whimper as she exhaled excitedly at the prospect of what I was about to do.

My sister was sitting not eight feet from us and her husband not much more, each none the wiser of what was transgressing on the other side of that pane of glass.

I lifted my wife's pussy up and flicked my tongue over her bald labia. Just once.

I glanced up to look at her face.

She looked distraught.

The combination of anticipation and wanting was matched by the small piece of pleasure she'd already received.

She wanted more.

I ran my tongue slowly from the bottom of her pussy to the top, ever so lightly.

More distraught demeanour.

A slightly louder whimper.

Next time, I paused just over her labia. Selina could feel my warm breath as It caressed her tender skin. I used saliva to wet my tongue more, then slid it inside her. Her pussy was already moist, so my tongue slid inside her with ease.

I wiggled my tongue so it would work deeper and deeper inside my wife.

Selina bucked up against me as my tongue reached her depths.

As I slowly withdrew my tongue, I moved it upwards and flicked it over her emerging clit. Selina bucked against me again as I continued to flick.

"OH Jesus!" she exclaimed to no one in particular.

As I continued to hold her ass in the air, I realised I could see her nipples trying to punch through her tight swim top.

As I plunged my tongue back inside her, I grabbed her ass with one hand, freeing the other one to reach for her zipper.

Anticipating what I was doing, Selina caught my hand and took control of it. She slid my hand under her top and grasped her left breast using her hand as a guide.

My tongue deep inside her and my hand gently squeezing her left breast made her excitement grow even more. She used her own hand to massage her right breast as I continued her left. My tongue alternated between plunging as deep as it could inside her pussy, to then come up and flick and glide over her clit.

Selina grabbed my hand and guided it over to her right breast while she swapped over to her left. She brought it over to the right so I could run my hand over both her hard nipples as my tongue continued to make her writhe and push up onto my face.

"OH fuck!" Selina was starting to become aware of the noise level she was emitting.

I responded my bracing her ass with my forearms, allowing me to bring both my hands around to her chest.

Flicking the tab of her zipper over, it lurched downwards with the pressure of her voluminous cleavage pressing the zipper away, down towards her naval.

Both her breasts sprang free from their confines, allowing me to encase both with a hand each.

I massaged her gorgeous tits, squeezing both from underneath, then bringing them together and lifting them upwards so I could rub my thumbs over her engorged nipples.

Selina started to thrust against my face as her climax took a more direct route towards our bedroom.

Looking up towards me, Selina panted as she spoke "I can see her, she's looking around."

Between tongue strokes I looked up at her "What?"

"Your sister." She replied, "She's looking around for us."

I spun around to look out the window. My sister had sat up on the sunlounge she was relaxing in. On her elbows, she was glancing around the back yard. She looked over at her husband who was now well and truly napping in the warm sun. The afternoon beers and white wine over lunch had extracted their toll, gifting him a peaceful sun-drenched sleep.

Grabbing her phone, she opened her screen. Assuming she was going to do some scrolling I returned to the job at hand -- making my wife climax using my tongue.

I pulled slightly away from Selina, lifting her legs up and over my shoulders to lay her flat on her back. I then reversed my initial movement and moved back in towards her, this time lifting her knees back up and over her, rolling her more onto her back.

From this position I was able to part her legs. I gently lowered myself back into my pussy office and went back to work by flattening my tongue and using all its strength to drive as deep inside my wife's pussy as I could.

Being in this more vulnerable position and having my tongue deeper inside her than had been the case, Selina arched her head backwards as she welcomed my warmth inside her.

I brought my left hand around and used my thumb to massage her clit as I continued exploring her depths. My right hand went around and continued rolling over her nipples and up to her mouth for her to briefly suck on one or two of my fingers.

"DING!" My phone jumped into life next to our bed. A text message had just come through.

Hearing the noise, Selina instantly slowed her arching against me.

"Who is that?" She enquired between deep breaths.

"No idea." I replied

Selina reached for my phone which was sat on the bedside table next to her.

"It's you sister. She wants to know where we went."

I grabbed the phone of Selina and punched out a quick reply.

"We're inside, be out in a minute."

A moment passed. I gave my phone back to my wife and buried myself in her deep cleavage as I reached to give it to her. I brought both of her nipples together and kissed them both at the same time, taking them into my mouth.

"DING!" A reply came through.

"Where are you? I can't see you in the kitchen."

I read the message to Selina.

"Here." Selina started. "Sit up for a minute." She patted the bed next to where she lay.

I turned and sat on the bed end where she'd indicated. My wife sat up and walked around to the end of the bed and sank to her knees. Tracing a finger under the waistband of my shorts, she pulled them down and over my ankles.

I quickly typed a reply. "We're nearly done. Be out in a minute. Just cleaning up."

It sounded pathetic but my half naked wife with her gorgeous body, full lips and swept back blonde hair was kneeling in front of my naked cock.