Mr. Donliver's Point of View

If there was one thing I was completely sure of in my life, it was my hearing. I had never hallucinated in my life and I had a very good sense of hearing.

Although I wanted to believe that what I heard wasn't true, I couldn't easily dismiss it.

-My brother?

I asked, my blood boiling and my anger running through me. I could literally feel hot flames about to burst out of my ears.

She trembled and I saw her swallow with difficulty, then she rolled to the side of the bed, all the way down where my legs were.

He grabbed my legs and began massaging them with his thumbs, as if trying to calm me down or distract me.

—Your brother?

He answered me, as if I didn't know what he was saying.

—Don't play smart with me, Rachel, and take your filthy hands off my legs.

I shook my leg to get her hand away, but she held it tighter and lifted her face upwards, bringing it very close to my cock.

—Honey, please forget what I said. It just slipped out.

He said it in a high-pitched voice, and I could immediately tell he was lying, right to my face.

Before I could answer him, he reached out and grabbed my thighs, while his second hand went straight to my cock and squeezed it tightly.

—Honey, shhh! Stop overthinking and questioning what I said. This is our wedding night, and we're supposed to have fun and fuck like crazy, not argue.

He grabbed my waist and gave me a dirty look before grabbing my shaft, placing it in front of his face, and opening his mouth.

—Rachel, are you…?

She didn't let me finish. She slid my cock straight into her mouth, swallowing it inch by inch.

—Ugh, fuck!

I groaned because the warm sensation in my cock was phenomenal. I rolled my eyes and gripped the bedsheets, gritting my teeth.

—Oh, fuck!

I groaned again as she moved her head up and down on my cock, slowly sliding down.

She'd always been really good with her mouth. She took her time, put in the effort, and sucked the shaft and the tip of my cock from the inside.

Her soft, padded cheeks gave warmth and insulation to my cock, and it was driving me crazy.

—Gawk, gawk!

The room began to fill with the sounds of her gagging as her mouth tightened around my cock and spurted down her throat.

She sucked me harder, each suck made me harder in her mouth.

—Yes, baby, keep it up.

Her hair fell over my legs, intensifying my arousal. I gathered her hair into a tight ponytail and pressed her head down, stabilizing her because her strength was causing my cock to brush against her teeth.

—Watch out for that cock, baby!

—I've got you, darling.

He murmured because my cock was blocking his airways.

She sucked me harder and faster, ignoring me. My cock was obstructing her airways and I could feel her starting to hyperventilate; the hot breath from her nose warmed my cock.

—Holy shit!

I screamed when she pulled on my cock with the sides of her teeth and used her tongue to lick it along the sides, getting it all wet.

—Damn it! You're going to kill me.

—No way, baby! I would never let you die on our wedding night.

She said it ecstatically, and I nodded. Then she lowered her suction to my balls, sucking and kissing them, using the tip of her tongue to draw lines over the wrinkles of my scrotum.

-Shit.

My senses were leaving me, and it was very difficult for me to form words. I just lay there, clutching the sheets, with my eyes tightly closed.

I tried to distract myself with the pleasure it was giving me, but I couldn't.

Every time I closed my eyes, a crazy image of my brother fucking my wife would appear in my memory, making me gag.

My instincts were never wrong.

I needed to get that out of my head.

She held my cock with both hands, using her saliva as lubricant and massaging it up and down and side to side.

I was enjoying every part of his movements, but I couldn't come because I was worried and scared.

What if I was actually having an affair with my brother?

—Come up here.

I ordered her after she had spent almost thirty minutes on my cock, kissing and sucking it as if her life depended on it.

She took her mouth off my cock with a long slurp.

He looked at me and we maintained eye contact.

—I hadn't finished eating my favorite meat yet.

—I can't come right now, but come here and give me a kiss. I want to know what you taste like.

She nodded and climbed up towards me, bringing her lips close to mine.

Just by the gentle touch of his lips on mine, I could tell they were completely moist.

I started with her lower lip, swallowing it whole and sucking it until it was dry, eating her lip gloss.

I also kissed her upper lip with the same energy, kissing her hard and letting my hands play with her hair.

—Mmm mhm… it feels so fucking good.

She moaned loudly and I smiled over her lips, kissing her even longer and turning my mouth over hers.

I trailed kisses down to his neck, biting him and leaving the mark of my teeth, whispering in his ear.