<HTML><FONT SIZE=3 PTSIZE=10>Subject: At My Brother-in-Law's Mercy, Part 1 (MF,NC,rape)<BR> From: "Jane Smith" <jusstme33@hotmail.com><BR> Date: 1/29/99 2:44 PM West Asia Standard Time<BR> Message-id: <19439eli$9901290444@qz.little-neck.ny.us><BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> At My Brother-in-law's Mercy, Part 1<BR> <BR> To understand my predicament you have to understand one thing: I love my <BR> husband very, very much. I would do anything to make him happy. We've <BR> been happily married for six years. My husband, John, has his own <BR> buisness and recently he gave his older brother Ian a job. Ian has been <BR> abroad for the past three years. He was living with his girlfriend in <BR> Denmark but they split up and he decided to come back to England. John <BR> has always worshiped Ian and at once offered him a job and our spare <BR> room. This was the first time I had met Ian and he seemed pleasent <BR> enough. It's easy to see the family resemblance but whereas my husband <BR> is as open and honest as daylight, Ian has a more crueler and secretive <BR> cast to his features. Although they both work together they don't <BR> always go to work together. One of their major clients lives in the <BR> city about an hour's drive away and likes to have either early morning <BR> or late evening meetings. This means that around three times a week my <BR> husband has to either leave at seven in the morning or come home around <BR> eight in the evening.<BR> <BR> Yesterday was one of the mornings he had to leave early. He tried to <BR> get up without disturbing me, as usual, but I was already awake. When <BR> he noticed he came back to kiss me and with very little presuading <BR> returned to bed to make love to me. The only thing in our marriage that <BR> isn't perfect is our sex life. For some reason my husband can't bring <BR> me to orgasm. We've tried various different methods but now we just <BR> accept it. Sometimes he helps me use a vibrator or watches me <BR> masturbate but it's become that we just accept that he is the only one <BR> who will orgasm. I don't mind since it feels pleasureable and I love <BR> giving him pleasure. Once John had left I was still turned on so I got <BR> my vibrator and used that to bring myself to climax. We try to be quiet <BR> about our lovemaking as Ian is in the next room but he has never said <BR> anything.<BR> <BR> I was almost asleep again when I felt a cool draft as the covers were <BR> lifted. For a moment I thought John had returned for some reason but <BR> when I rolled over I could see in the dim light creeping under the <BR> curtains that it was Ian lying next to me in the bed. I was still <BR> befuddled with drouwsiness and before I could react he was laying on top <BR> of me. The feel of his naked flesh on mine quickly brought me to a <BR> realisation of the situation and I tried to push him away. He grinned at <BR> me and hooked his hands under my shoulders and let me struggle. His <BR> weight was pressing me down into the matterass and I couldn't move him. <BR> Even worse, the more I struggled, the more I became aware that he was <BR> aroused.<BR> <BR> "What are you doing?" I asked.<BR> <BR> "That's a stupid question," he said. "What do you think I'm doing. I'm <BR> horny and I'm bored with jerking off. I want a nice juicy cunt so I came <BR> in here."<BR> <BR> "I'm your sister-in-law!" I said. "You can't do this to me."<BR> <BR> "Who's going to stop me?" he asked. "There's no one else here. You can <BR> scream if you want but I don't see anyone breaking in to save you. And <BR> as you can see I'm much stronger than you."<BR> <BR> "If you rape me I'll report you to the police," I told him.<BR> <BR> "Well you could do that. But how is John going to feel if you do that?"<BR> <BR> "What do you mean?"<BR> <BR> "I think if you claim I raped you John would be devastated. His wife and <BR> his brother. And he wouldn't know who to believe, especially after I <BR> tell him how you seduced me. Even if he does try to believe you he would <BR> never be sure. I would, of course, describe in great detail how you <BR> came, something you never do with him. Oh yes, if you tell him I think <BR> you might just ruin his life." There was nothing I could say. Every word <BR> was true.<BR> <BR> "Don't you care about John?" I asked at last. "You don't really want to <BR> hurt him like that."<BR> <BR> "I won't be the one hurting him, you will be. I just want to fuck. If <BR> you don't say anything, no one will get hurt."<BR> <BR> "Except me."<BR> <BR> "Oh I'll make sure you have a good time," he said, and then he kissed <BR> me. <BR> It wasn't a nice gentle kiss like John's kisses are. Instead he ground <BR> his mouth roughly against mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. He <BR> pushed his tongue in and out of my mouth while his hips pushed against <BR> mine in a similar rymthm. I tried again to throw him off and this time I <BR> managed to get him half off me. I tried to sramble out of the bed but he <BR> caught me and threw me back down. He grabbed my knees and forced them <BR> apart, wedging his torso in between my thighs. I could feel some of the <BR> coarse hairs around his belly button tickling my clit. With my legs <BR> splayed his skin was pressed against my pussy. I was still wet from the <BR> orgasm I had had with the vibrator and I knew he could feel it. I pushed <BR> and thumped him with my fists but he ignored my struggles and grabbed my <BR> breasts. He wasn't anymore gentle with them than he had been with my <BR> mouth. He squeezed and kneaded them but to my shame my nipples grew <BR> hard. He twisted them between his fingers and I gave an involuntary <BR> moan. He began sucking them each in turn into his mouth, ocasionally <BR> blowing across them first. The warm heat of his mouth felt so good I <BR> soon forgot to struggle. He would cruelly graze my nipple with his <BR> tongue, then gently swirl his tongue across it. The sensations he <BR> produced were so pleasureable I was moaning and tugging at his hair to <BR> encourage him and I was instinctively thrusting my hips aginst him. He <BR> paused and looked triumphantly at me and I realised what I was doing. <BR> <BR> "You've got great tits, sister-in-law," he said. "I've been looking at <BR> them for ages wondering what they would be like. They're not massive but <BR> they're just the right size. And you've got the biggest nipples I've <BR> ever seen."<BR> <BR> I began to fight him again, even shouting and screaming for help. He <BR> just laughed and started squeezing my breasts again, nipping and biting <BR> them and trying to suck the entire mound into his mouth. He even <BR> squeezed them hard together and tried to get them both in his mouth at <BR> once. Although he was being rough he was still somehow giving me <BR> pleasure and it was difficult to keep resisting him.<BR> <BR> Taking me by surprise he suddenly turned round and knelt over me. His <BR> head was now between my thighs and his cock was swinging in my face. It <BR> looked so different to John's Ians was noticeably shorter and thicker <BR> and a much darker red in colour. At the thought of it plunging into me I <BR> felt a thrill of mingled terror and antcipation that produced a flood of <BR> moisture between my legs. The next moment I stiffened in shock as Ian's <BR> mouth dived on my pussy and bagan sucking and licking. His hands were on <BR> my thighs, forcing them wide apart so I was completely open and at his <BR> mercy. He didn't show any mercy though, as he relentlessly used his <BR> tongue, first on my clit, then in my cunt. He flicked and swilred and <BR> jabbed with it, and even used his teeth on my clit in a similar fashion <BR> to the way he had treated my nipples. I was still shouting and thrashing <BR> around on the bed but I no longer knew if it was fron fear or pleasure. <BR> Then the mindlessness of an orgasm swept through me and my body shook <BR> under a torrent of pleasure such as I had never known. I was limp when <BR> it had gone but Ian hadn't finished with me yet.<BR> <BR> He turned back round and, grabbing my hips, thrust his cock deep into my <BR> cunt. I don't know how to describe the sensation. He seemed to fill and <BR> stretch me. I could feel him throbbing deep inside me and it seemed to <BR> echo the tremors still shaking me. He began to relentlessly thrust into <BR> me, seeming to go deeper each time. I could feel another orgasm <BR> beginning as he fucked me harder and harder. Then I came, my back <BR> arching off the materass. I was dimly aware that he was coming to, <BR> pumping deep inside me.<BR> <BR> He collasped on top of me, both our bodies trembling and covered in <BR> sweat. At last he stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me <BR> sprawled on the bed.<BR> <BR> When he had left to go to the office I had a long shower and changed the <BR> bed. I tried to forget what had happened but the remaining tremors in my <BR> body wouldn't let me. I knew I wouldn't say anything to John, or the <BR> police. I had no proof and I was too afraid that John might ask me at <BR> some point if I had enjoyed it. He can always tell when I'm lying so I <BR> wouldn't be able to deny the pleasure I had found in being fucked by his <BR> brother. So I have been pretending that nothing happened. Until tonight. <BR> John has another early morning meeting tomorrow and Ian just whispered <BR> in my ear:<BR> <BR> "I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow morning, bright and early. <BR> I'm getting hard already."<BR> <BR> I wish I could believe he was joking but I don't think he is. I'm afraid <BR> he's going to fuck me again tomorrow and there's nothing I can do about <BR> it.<BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> -- <BR> +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+<BR> | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> |<BR> | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |<BR> <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html><BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> <BR> </HTML>