My Summer Wife

"Okay, run along now and why don't you surprise him in the shower, okay?" I encouraged my wife to seduce her brother, my cock hard at the thought of it, just as it was at the prospect of taking my sweet sister-in-law to bed.

"Alright, guys. Love you both!" Sandra told us.

"Love you, too, honey!" I replied.

"Love you, too, sis!" Kelly told my wife.

"So...you're officially my summer wife now. What kinds of things can a summer couple do together, eh?" I teased Kelly, reaching over to caress her white-blonde hair.

"Oh, I'll show you, honey! Come on, hubby! My sister's not the only one about to fuck in the shower!" Kelly offered me her hand and I took it as we headed to the master bathroom, both of us quite naked and ready for some more hot, sweaty sex.

Before I realized what was up or down, Kelly was down, in fact...down on her knees, taking my cock into her mouth. She held my thighs to steady me as she slurped on my dick, licking, kissing, sucking, and even playfully nibbling it. I had to non-verbally warn her to be careful with her teeth, making her blush, but resolve to do better with her blowjob. She even deep-throated me, but it was obvious that she was trying different techniques at once to gauge my responses and make notes for the future. This was the test BJ, if you will, the chance to discover my preferences in receiving oral sex.

"Oh, God, you're sucking me before I even washed my cock! That still has your pussy juice on it!" I groaned with pleasure at that notion.

"Turns you on, does it? Remind me to do more of that in the future, then. I don't mind the taste myself. I think that I'm pretty yummy, if I dare say so myself. Want to taste me and decide what you think?" Kelly offered and I knelt this time, parting her thighs to taste both my cum and hers together...it wasn't bad at all.

"Actually, you're pretty sweet down there, babe. I could get used to the flavor. I guess that oral sex is definitely on the menu for both of us, giving and taking alike," I grinned as I found for sure at least one thing in which we were sexually very compatible.

"Glad to know. I do love to give head, but I also like to receive it," Kelly agreed as she started to wash me off first, "By the way, as far as I'm concerned this summer, I'm not just your wife. I'm also your personal plaything, your fuck toy, your seasonal cum slut. Do what you want with me. My body is yours. The only rules, aside from the one that we agreed on about no men, are whatever rules that you wish for me. You're the boss and wear the pants in our summer marriage."

"Well, to be frank, I'd rather neither of us wore pants, but if you insist," I winked at her, making her laugh.

"So, do I get to be tied up sometime, or maybe spanked or paddled? Maybe even collared for the summer? I'd gladly wear your collar all summer long, and nothing else, at least around here. Yeah, I'm kinky like that and Jimmy never cared for such things, so I let it go, but now, with you, I'd love to experiment with bondage and other aspects of BDSM. Strictly as a submissive, mind you. I already know that I'm no Domme or switch. I'm subbie all the way, even if not that well-trained and thus a risk for topping from the bottom at times," Kelly declared, while I began washing and caressing her smooth, pale skin.

It wasn't very long until we were both clean, even though I dragged out the cleansing process enough to fully take in the naked glory of my sister-in-law...My very fertile sister-in-law, I remembered. My very fertile, horny, submissive sister-in-law, who by mutual agreement among my wife, herself, and me was now my surrogate wife for the whole damn summer. As such, she and I got to determine the rules of our temporary marriage, just as Steve and Sandra would for theirs (though I suspected that Sandra would take the lead there due to his inexperience the first few summers at least).

"God, you're fucking delectable, woman!" I told Kelly, as I picked her up and carried her petite form to the marriage, laying her down.

"You're not so bad yourself, you sexy beast!" Kelly made light of my hairy figure, which she had often teasingly claimed was the sexiest body she had ever seen on a man...

I guess that should have been my first clue that she had the hots for me, right? Sandra had often joined her in teasing me about being an "ape man," "Neanderthal," and my personal favorite, "satyr." Both of them made a regular point of my hairy flesh being sexy to them, but this was better confirmation than ever. Steve was quite distinct from me that way, though both of us were nerdy at heart. Jimmy, who was a muscled hulk of a man, but alarmingly hairless in many ways, well...he didn't like that talk at all, as it undermined his sense of being cock of the walk, his ego. He often got very jealous, despite both my wife and her sister assuring him that it was just playful flirting and teasing. Come to think of it, this was a way to ease me toward the goal, wasn't it?

"Penny for your thoughts?" Kelly asked me as I began spreading her thighs and licking her bald twat with a vengeance...she shaved her white-blonde bush just as Sandra did with her dirty blonde one.

"All that teasing was preparation for you and me together, wasn't it?" I grinned as I munched on her sweet cunt.

"That and a test of Jimmy's jealousy. Put it this way, while it was a disappointment, his reaction wasn't exactly a great shock to us. We hoped against hope that his attitude would mellow, especially after the wedding, but I really should have made sure of this before actually taking the plunge. It's just very common for already married couples to do this, and yes, for us to marry somewhat young, often so as to get pregnant by our spouses early enough to make our summer spouses less of an issue that way.

"In his case, I loved the guy deeply and yielded to family tradition by marrying him before dropping the news on him. I hope that he would know, by my behavior, that I adored him and that this was no problem for us. I guess that I gave him way too much credit for that," Kelly told me as I continued eating her out, even licking and biting her bottom once I had her on her belly.

The look on Kelly's face was priceless when I flipped her back over and eased into her pussy from above. I kissed her face repeatedly, drawing out tears as she felt my mouth on her skin. She held onto me and wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me further inside her slippery, warm snatch. She cried for a good while as I took her, gripping my arms in hers and letting her tears fall on my shoulders and my neck. I stroked her lovely locks and whispered soothingly to her that she was a great woman and would make any man a wonderful wife, that she would be a great mother to my children, too.

"Oh, God!" was all that Kelly could say as we built her up to her first orgasm...

Other encounters, including the one that happened in my sleep, might be fucking, but here, yes, I was making love to her. I kissed her several times and let her shed her tears, express her pain over the loss of her marriage, the guilt over any pain that she caused Jimmy, her sincere insistence that she wouldn't have done it without mutual agreement, but now that he kicked her out, she had nothing to lose by giving herself, her body to me. She had no place to go, anyway, so now she was committed to this. If she was going to lose her husband and home over it, she might as well make it worth her while.

"Shhhh...baby, don't overthink it and don't let him get to you. He could have reasoned with you, threatened you, warned you, done a myriad of other things to change your mind. Instead, he kicked you out of your own house without even giving you a chance to talk it out or reconcile. What kind of man doesn't at least try to convince you that something's a deal breaker before kicking you to the curb? Standing up to a person is one thing. Kicking them out before giving them a second chance is something else. You don't need him. He's a hothead. You need this. You need me. You need Sandra. We'll take care of you, baby girl," I comforted her as we rose to yet another climax.

"Oh, I'm so fucking yours it's not even funny!" Kelly declared now, making me cum inside her at last, unable to resist her rather enticing words.

"So, how was that for you, baby girl?" I asked Kelly, who responded by limping to her feet and giving me a very ardent kiss on the mouth.

"Follow me, please," Kelly also gestured with her fingers to indicate the bathroom.

I followed my sexy sister-in-law turned summer wife into the john, where she took out her container of birth control pills, opened it, and brought it over to the commode. Lifting the top lid, she dumped every single one of the pills into the toilet. Then she hit flush and watched with a grin as her last precaution disappeared down into the septic system. Washing her hands, Kelly turned around and kissed me again, still very naked.

"Nothing has more aroused than now, knowing that I'm your summer wife and that you get to breed me. I want to have your baby, Robert McMillan! By the end of this summer, I will be knocked up with your...with our love child!" Kelly told me between hot, wet, sloppy kisses.

"It's a great plan, but it will take a little time for you to regain your fertility after being on the Pill, you know. And a lot of fucking along the way," I winked at her after one of those searing kisses.

"That's kind of the idea, hon," she told me with yet another kiss.

"Then you have the best ideas," I responded as I felt my hard-on returning...damn, Kelly had Sandra's knack of getting me stiff again after a very short respite, "Well, I guess that we woke the little monster up and now it's time to put him to work again."

"I love that monster, but there's nothing little about him," Kelly giggled, as she bent over without being asked and I slipped her my cock yet again.

"Well, you know what they say about fucking someone fifty ways to Sunday. I doubt that I could get fifty times out of him, but it IS Sunday, so I owe him...and you, my very best effort," I chuckled.

"And there's plenty of days left TO the next Sunday, isn't there, sweet summer hubby?" my summer wife observed.

"That there are, dear. That there are," I answered as I began fucking her in earnest, enjoying her wet, warm cunt yet again.