<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>
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At My Brother-in-law's Mercy, Part 1<BR>
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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>
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