Charles

CHARLES, MY NEPHEW

Over Easter 2013, James (my husband?s elder brother) and his wife Karen (plus their 2 boys) had arrived to stay with us for 3 days; at the time James was still serving in Germany and they had a few days back in England.

On the first night we all ended up doing a full open swap for the first time (that is all in the same room); although the four of us had previously swapped, it was to individual bedrooms. Through James over the years, I?d found out that Karen was not quite the respectable officer?s wife that she posed as, but then again I wasn?t any better. In my pillow talk with James I found out that being in Germany had considerable advantages for going through with many sexual deviations, sufficient to say at this moment they both took advantages of these opportunities, especially Karen.

The first night we swapped and broke the ice by playing a version of strip poker, but it was done quite late at night, us women had ?dressed in sexy lingerie? for the game which as these things do, moved from a removal of clothes to doing short sex acts which became more outrageous as the drink was consumed, with both us women consuming the men?s piss and each other?s and our inhibitions fell away, before we departed for bed with the other?s spouse.

The following night later James suggested we play again, I think we all knew it would happen again, but this time unlike the night before which was spontaneous, both Karen and I were ?dressed? for game. Karen did protested that it was too early, being still a good hour off the boy?s bedtime, he just said ? ?I know? - Karen looked at me, raised an eyebrow, I saw that she was up for it and a bolt of sexual tension ran up my spine.

The four of us had been quaffing wine over dinner and in the last hour before we started. We were in the family room whilst the 4 boys were all next door in the lounge watching TV or on the Xbox. The possibility of one of them coming in to ask for something was very high. The tension in our room was palpable, the previous time we played we had all been reckless, now it was more considered and calculated, however whether she realised it or not Karen had the odds stacked against her, because I wasn?t sure if it was the thought of her being seen naked bar high heels and stocking by her own sons or by mine, that aroused me more. Maybe it was them seeing me!

In fact had we not drunk so much wine, we might have been more logical and worked out that the boys weren?t going to go to bed until told too; we should have also worked out that the proceedings were being watched by 4 pairs of eyes ?something I only found out much later. The game we played was a ?once off - it stays off?. Soon Karen was the first down to just heels and stockings then me. From then on it was a series of forfeits done by one of us wives to see who was the boldest or who would back down first. We moved through, prolonged kissing; cock sucking; anal rimming; 2 minute fucking; arse to mouth, drinking glass of pee; From then on it became a matter of her turn - my turn the cards were more or less forgotten. I had to go get ice from the kitchen as I was; Karen had to go upstairs and put on her new sexy patent leather boots with lovely 6? heels (Christmas present); I had to go fetch my little box of S