Was it fate?

I lead the typical boring life of a stay at home mom. My husband Tim got a big promotion at work that made it possible for me to quit my job and become a simple housewife and to be at home for our 10 year old son Billy. We got married when we were both 20, I was a virgin, and we had Billy 2 years later.

For a woman of 32 I think I look pretty damn good, though my husband never really tells me that. I am 5' 5" and weigh about 120lbs. I think most of my weight is in my tits. They are 36DD's and all me. They are heavy but not saggy, with large light brown areolas and big nipples that stick out an inch when they get hard. I try to stay in shape by walking a lot and taking the occasional aerobics class. When I wear my tight jeans and a low cut top I get lots of looks at the store.

My days are spent getting my son and husband out the door to go to school and work, cleaning house, maybe working in the garden, then figuring out what to fix for dinner. When I am really bored I turn on the computer and check e-mail, go to some favorite shopping sites and maybe search e-bay for antiques.

One day I got a spam e-mail that invited me to a website that had erotic stories to read. I usually ignore e-mails like that but this one looked harmless and I clicked on the link. The site had thousands of stories depicting all kinds of romantic and sexual interaction. Some grossed me out but others seemed so real after reading them. I found myself spending more and more of my time during the day reading in my fantasy world.

One day when I went to the site there was a new link they were advertising. It was a video chat room site for consenting adults. Now this really got me curious. I had tried a couple of text chatrooms but found them boring. But a video room where you could see the other chatters was intriguing. I decided to have a quick peek. I had to register to use the site and pick a screen name. I felt a little naughty and chose the name "Hot Mama". I was able to log in and was amazed at how many rooms there were and the number of chatters online. I picked one at random and entered the room. I had the option of turning my cam on or off. I chose off.

There were about a dozen cams on. Some were of people just sitting there but others showed people in various states of undress. A couple were females showing their tits. The rest were guys and their cocks. Some hard and some soft. I couldn't believe people would show themselves like that, but after awhile I got used to seeing naked flesh of others. I got some IM's welcoming me to the room and requests to see my tits, how old I was and where I lived. If they were rude I closed the message. It was getting late so I shut down the computer and went to make dinner.

The next day I found myself to be fidgety getting the guys out the door. When I was alone I decided to take a shower and when I got out I put on a big t-shirt and some bikini panty's. I sat down at the computer and went to the story website. I was about to go to the stories when I saw the link to the chatroom. I decided to just check it out again and I logged in. I went back to the room I had been in before. I left the cam off again and got a few welcome back messages. They remembered me. I kept getting messages requesting me to turn on my cam. I couldn't believe I was actually considering this. What would I do, show them my tits? I was proud of them but nobody had seen them in a long time except my husband and my doctor. This was really kind of exciting and my heart was beating fast.

They couldn't see my face so it would be anonymous. With a trembling hand I reached for the mouse and clicked on the icon turning my cam on. A new window popped up and I saw someone from the neck down wearing a t-shirt. It was me. This room also had voice chat and I heard some pleads and requests for me to remove my shirt and some messages asking the same thing.

I had my mic on and I whispered in a sexy low voice, "Do you really want to see them boys?"

More requests and more pleadings. I had power in here. I thought what the hell, nobody knows who I am, I'm going to do it. I reached down with both hands and slowly raised my t-shirt uncovering my big breasts as I pulled it off.

As they were revealed I heard some comments of "Oh wow" and "Man look at those huge jugs".

As my t-shirt came all the way off I stared at the screen. Those were my tits totally exposed on there. People were looking at them and they thought they were great. I reached down and picked one up and moved it closer to the cam so they could see more detail of my nipple which was sticking out an inch. I let go of that one and rubbed them both and pulled on my nipples. The messages were firing off like crazy. More requests to see more of me. They wanted to see my pussy. I don't know if I was ready for that. They was an overweight woman showing hers. It was hairy and wet.

I noticed a cam of a guy that was just sitting there watching. He was in great shape with a slender waist and tight six pack abs. He had a long uncircumcised cock that was just laying across his thigh. He hadn't typed anything to me and no voice in the room either. I wasn't ready to go any farther so I played with my tits some more and then closed down the site.

When I woke up the next morning I kept thinking about that guy in the chatroom. He looked really good and that cock even when flaccid was huge. I had never seen an uncircumcised one in person or on cam. When I was alone I decided to take a bath. I washed my tits for awhile making my nipples hard. I had shaved myself down there on occasion and always kept it trimmed. I decided I would shave myself smooth. I lathered up and carefully removed all my hair. When I got out of the bath I toweled off and even used a powder puff on my freshly shaved pussy.

I walked into where the computer was, still nude from my bath. I turned it on and linked to the chatroom. I entered my favorite room and my cam came on. There I was up on the screen, my cam zoomed in on my big tits. Lots of welcomes and nice tit comments. There were about 8 others in various states of undress and levels of playing with themselves. I looked around and saw the guy with that cock. His screen name was "Mr. Ed" and I could see why.

I was sitting in my chair in the nude. They kept asking to see my pussy and I thought what the hell why not. I scooted my chair back so they could see my whole torso. I could see my bald pussy come into view on the screen and my heart started pounding. I have extra long inner labia lips that look like a butterfly when opened. My clit is big and sensitive. And even after 10 years of marriage and one kid I think my pussy is pretty tight. I reached down and opened my self up on cam. I could never see myself like this normally and I was fascinated to watch my folds open up. There were more requests to play with it. Stick you fingers in. Zoom in more. I readjusted the cam so my pussy filled the screen.

I started moving my long fingers through my lips getting myself wet. I had my fingernails trimmed to a medium length and the nails were painted a light beige. I always liked how my fingers looked. As I continued to rub myself I saw "Mr. Ed" start to stir. He reached down and gave his cock a few tugs. I spread my lips and inserted one finger inside me. He was stroking his whole length now and I could see it getting bigger. Was he watching me?

It felt so good to have a finger in me I inserted two. He was stroking it more now and it looked really heavy. Somewhere between 10 and 12 inches long, really fat and a huge glans. That glans would peek out now and then when he pulled the foreskin back. I could also see something shiny. The was a metal ring that went in him just under his cockhead and came back out of his piss hole. I later learned this was a Prince Albert piercing. He had the most amazing cock and I kept looking at it as I thrust my fingers in and out of my sloppy pussy. There was very little voice chat going on now and few messages. I think everyone was looking at me and him.

He stroked himself to full erection and picked up the pace as I did. I did get the feeling he was waiting. Waiting on me. He wanted me to get off before he did. That had never happened to me before. I moved my other hand down to reach my clit. It was swollen and sensitive. I started rubbing it and then tried to shove 3 fingers inside with my other hand. This was a tight fit and took some effort. I was fantasizing about what a big cock like his would feel like.

He was stroking now using both hands. I was close and I knew he was too. I knew people were staring dumbfounded at us. Suddenly I felt it start. The explosion in my head and the spasms down below. I removed my fingers and rubbed my clit like a crazy woman. You could actually see my pussy opening and closing, convulsing on cam. I flooded my chair with my juices. I opened my eyes just in time to see his cum shoot like a long rope from the end of his cock. He stroke once more and another long rope came out. Three, four, five times total. He stroked a little more and some white globs oozed out. I had never seen anything like it. So much cum.

Everything was quiet for a moment then I was flooded with messages and the voice chatter was going crazy. They couldn't believe what they just saw. I was coming down from my orgasm and was worn out.

I managed to type a private message to "Mr. Ed" that just said, "Thank You."

He typed back, "Your Welcome."

That evening my head was filled with thoughts of today's events. I had masturbated on cam with another man. Was this considered cheating on my husband? I mean what's the difference in masturbating to a picture of a cock and a live one on cam? I decided to reaffirm things with my husband and when we went to bed I crawled in totally nude.

I rubbed up against him and he rolled over surprised. After a couple of squeezes to my tits he reached into the nightstand drawer and got a rubber and put it on. I wasn't on the pill anymore because it made me sick and unless he wanted to get a vasectomy he had to use a rubber. He got on top of me and rutted for a while with his average size cock and finished and rolled off. As he went to the bathroom I lay there unsatisfied thinking what it would be like with that huge cock in me.

The next day I went back to the chatroom. I was wearing a robe. I wasn't sure if I wanted everyone else in there to see me, I just wanted him to. I entered the room and I saw that he was there waiting. As soon as we were both there the room started buzzing in anticipation of what we would do. I was unsure of this and I think he sensed it. He sent me a private message.

It said, "Do you want to go to a private room?"

I didn't know they had those but at this point I would follow this guy anywhere so I said, "Sure."

He said to locate his chatname when he left and gave me the pass code to get in the private room. I did and met him in a room where it was just us two. We had our cams on and I was really nervous. It was one thing to be naked in front of a room full of strangers. This was way more intimate. He did everything to make me feel relaxed. We made small talk and he never asked to see me naked. We just typed messages and didn't show faces because I was still nervous about being caught. This felt like a date in high school. Over the next few days I got to know more and more about him. He was single, 25 and I told him about my marriage and son, I wasn't going to lie about that part.

Almost as a natural part of our conversation we would get naked and if it felt right bring ourselves to mind-blowing orgasms. I kept telling myself it wasn't possible but I knew I was falling for this guy. I think I loved him. A couple of months later on one day when we we casually just sitting naked on cam chatting he asked me where I lived. I was honest and told him the name of the suburb outside a big city. He answered that he lived with an hour or so of there. My heart skipped a beat. He asked me if I would ever consider meeting him face to face. I froze. What do I do? I needed time to think. I said I had to go, avoiding an answer.

That night at dinner I looked at my husband. Ten years had been invested in this marriage. He was a good provider, but a nothing in bed. Did he love me? I think so, though he never told me. Did I love him? Yes, but was it as a wife should love her husband or more like a close friend? I was 32 I wasn't getting any younger. I had a chance to see if I was where I wanted to be. I made a decision that night.

When I logged on the next day I went right to our private room. He wasn't there yet. He arrived soon after and before he could type anything I told him that yes I would like to meet him.

I think I caught him by surprise because he was quiet then typed, "Great when are you free?"

I had thought ahead and I knew my husband and son were going away for the weekend in 2 weeks for a baseball tournament. I gave him the dates and he said he would make plans. A couple of days later I asked him about the plans. He said we should met at a nice restaurant that was in a hotel at the airport. I felt that was a pretty out of the way place and said that would be fine. He asked me how he would recognize me. I thought a minute and said I would be wearing a navy blue silk dress and that I was a brunette. I loved that dress, it fit my form and showed off my large breasts. He set the meeting time at 2 PM. The days leading up to our meeting were more and more tense for me. We chatted some but I was very distracted.

That Saturday came and I saw my husband and son off then went upstairs and started to get ready. I showered and shaved so I was baby smooth. I did my hair and makeup and then slipped that blue dress on. It fit like a glove and I felt great. I looked at my watch to time when I should leave, I didn't want to be late. Finally I drove off and headed to the airport. On the way I kept thinking I was about to have an affair. I was able to justify my actions somewhat by thinking I could back out anytime without having done anything wrong.

Finally I reached the airport and found the hotel. I parked outside the restaurant and waited. Getting my nerve up, I thought about how nice this guys was and even it he didn't have such a magnificent cock I would still be lucky to know him. I got out of my car and walked to the door.

When I got to the restaurant I told the hostess that I was meeting someone. She said there were no single guests there at this time so I told her to seat me at a nice table for two. Even though it was early in the day I ordered a glass of white wine to calm my nerves. There were a couple of tables of businessmen and I got a few glances and smiles from them. Suddenly I felt someone walk up behind me. I braced myself. He walked around and I looked up and saw..........my brother.

It was my brother Brad, he was seven years younger then me which put him at 25. He lived bout 35 miles north of the city.

I was shocked to see him and said, "Brad, what are you doing here?"

He said, "Hi Sue, I was meeting someone for lunch here."

He had his own business and worked out of his house. I figured he was waiting for a business meeting.

He asked, "What are you doing here?"

I quickly made up some lie, I would worry about my rendezvous later.

"I am meeting an old girlfriend of mine who if coming through the airport on her way back to California."

I smiled when I said it hoping he would believe me. He sighed and looked down for a moment.

When he looked back up he stared me right in the eyes and said, "No Sue, that's not who you are meeting here today. You came here to meet me."

I sat there dumbfounded and finally stammered, "Mmmmeet you?"

I then put two and two together and said, "Mr. Ed?"

He nodded and said, "Hot Mama."

It was him. He was the guy I had masturbated with online. He was the guy I had dreamed about. He was the guy I thought I had fallen in love with. My own brother.

I put my hands over my face and started sobbing. He reached out and touched my arm and said it would be OK. I couldn't help it, I had wanted this so much, I had wanted him to save me.

He saw how upset I was and said, "Look Sue I reserved a room here for tonight, why don't we go up there so we can talk."

That made sense so I said, "OK" in between sobs.

He led me towards the elevator and up to his floor. We rode in silence and walked that way down the hall to his room. He opened the door and I saw it was a really nice suite. He went to the minibar and got me a white wine and fixed himself a scotch. I sat on the bed drinking my wine and was just numb to everything that just happened. He sat next to me and put his arm around me. He told me everything was going to be OK, but how could it be?

I finished my wine and set the glass down. He squeezed me closer and I laid my head on his shoulder. This was my 25 yr old brother yet he was also the guy I was in love with, who I had craved to make love to me. This was so much to absorb and consider I didn't know if I could do it. He was holding me tight and rubbing my arm and back when he gently reached over and picked my chin up raising my lips to his. He gave me a kiss on the lips that felt so sweet.

I snuggled closer and he kissed me again this time I felt his tongue reach out to taste my lips. I parted them and sucked his tongue in my mouth. It turned into a passionate kiss one that I wanted and needed. I kept wondering where did my brother get such a huge cock. I had to make sure it was his and I let my hand fall in his lap. I moved my hand around until I found the huge bulge running down his pant leg. I moved my hand up and down it and he sighed into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and said, "It is you."

He said, "Yes and I have found you too."

As I was playing with his growing cock he slipped a hand into my dress and cupped my heavy breast. He felt the weight and then pinched the nipple. I was in heaven.

I broke our kiss and said, "Brad, I have to see it, please."

He didn't say a word he just stood up and pulled me up in front of him. He undid most of the buttons on my dress and it fell to the floor. I was standing there in a black lace push up bra that was a size too small and a black lace thong and black high heels.

He took one look and just said, "Beautiful."

As he was pulling his shirt over his head I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. I let it slide off my shoulders and when it did my heavy breasts were free. When he got his shirt off he looked at them and reached out to feel their weight and pinch the long nipples.

As he started to undo his belt I stopped him and said, "No let me do that."

I knelt down and proceeded to unbuckle his belt, undo his pants and pull them down. He was wearing boxer briefs and I could see the big outline of his cock. I reached up and pulled those down setting the monster free. He stepped out of his clothes kicking them aside.

I was going to reach out and touch his cock when I asked, "Can I touch it Brad?"

He said, "Please yes, touch it all you want. It belongs to you."

I reached out with both hands and grasped his cock. There was still a lot of it uncovered especially the big head. I moved my hands up and down, my fingers not beginning to reach all the way around. As I picked up his heavy cock I raised the head to my lips. I gave it a kiss and stuck my tongue out to lick it. It was too big to fit very far in my mouth. I had to be careful of the metal ring in it and my teeth. I asked him where he got it and he said that a couple of old girlfriends ago talked him into it. He said it gave him and anyone he was with a lot of pleasure. After I sucked and licked his hard cock for awhile he reached down and stood me up. He hugged me close smashing my big tits against his chest. He looked at me and asked if I felt OK.