love My Sis ( -in-Law ) Ch. 1 - 2

This is a truthful news report about my wife 's old sister Debbie, who lives 200 naut mi from us. She visits often, sometimes with her hubby, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a asshole, and she 's constantly complaining about him. Deb is very attractive, with a great body and excellent legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the case of nigh my fantasy, and I 've often jerked off thinking about what I 'd wish to do with her. I 'm sure she knows it, too, because she 's constantly teasing me. Over the years, I 've managed to see just about everything she has to offer. She often allows me to see up or down her dress, acting as though she does n't realise I 'm looking.

A few hebdomad ago, my fancy were realized, when I had to pick her up in Columbus ( about 80 nautical mile away from our theatre. ) She was on her way to confab us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the next day. My wife had to work late, so that left me to make the crusade by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked mythic, in a scant garb, sheer rayons and 3 '' heels, and, 2. She was pissed off at her hubby, as usual. He had allowed her to attempt the drive from her star sign to ours in a car that simply was n't safe. I put her bag in the back of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my truck. Her attire slid up as she climbed in, and she made no attempt to extract it down. I was able to see almost up to her genitalia !

It was already sour when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour drive back household, and Deb started right in about her asshole husband, and the condition of her car. I had a tough time keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thighs, as her dress was still up near her waist.

I picked an elderly route back, rather than the freeway, and there were few car on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My feet are killing me ! '' she moaned, and I quickly offered to rub them for her. `` Really ? You 'd do that for me ? '' she asked. `` Absolutely ! '' I quickly responded.

She spun towards me, and put her feet in my lap, still in her aphrodisiacal high-pitched heel. I slipped them off her understructure, and took one in my handwriting, nearly cumming just from the touch of her nyloned metrical foot ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no attention to her. I rubbed her foot for several minute, and then started on the early one.

'' Oohhhh, haystack, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my rock hard gumshoe with her feet, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her feet and legs around, I was capable to see all the way up to her privates. I could see that she had on sheer-to-waist pantyhose, and nothing underneath ! My cock had never been harder in my life !

As I rubbed, she leaned back and closed her eyes. I started moving my deal up to her ankle, her calf, and on up until I was at her human knee. The hem of her dress was much eminent, and when I spread her knees, when we were under a street spark, I could see it all through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose !

Then, I noticed that her other metrical foot was very slightly moving, against the rock hard boner that was in my pants ! We drove along for several miles, until I was surely that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a word of honor, she was definitely stroking my cock with her metrical unit !

I looked over, and saw that her eyes were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hand up high, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No immunity. mellow ... .. the side of my hired man was now against her genitals. I moved it back and Forth River, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a ready looking, and saw that her heart were half open, one-half closed, as if in a dream Department of State.

After a few mo of this with no complaint from her, I slid my hand up to the waistline dance orchestra of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic hairsbreadth. On down, and now I slid between her lips and deep into her with my finger - it was one of the crocked cunt I 'd ever had a finger in !

'' No pretense of being asleep now. Deb moaned loudly and squeezed her thigh tightly together, trying to increase the pressure and the friction. I fingered her for a few minutes more, slipping up to her clit as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered pes were grinding against my cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my left hand, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my dick out into the open. Her substructure immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to go along the truck moving, and in a heterosexual person furrow !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a c railyard off the road, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's pegleg apart, and slid down between them. I took the winder and poked a golf hole in the cotton crotch of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my natural language. I moved my face down to the hatchway, and my tongue got to her, licking the sweet-scented juice from her pussy. Then, I sucked her button into my mouth, and worked it until she screamed `` Oh, god, Rick, I 'm cumminggggg ! '' and she did, nearly breaking my neck with her nylon-clad thighs !

After she calmed down a little, I got back up into my seat. Without a parole from her, she slid down and took my cock into her lip, sucking hard on the header. She knew how to sop up dick, that 's for sure ! ! ! Her tongue played at the fountainhead, and she stroked the shaft with her manus
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A few seconds later, I was pumping shot after dead reckoning of hot cum in her mouth, her eyes locked on mine as she kept up with every one spurt. She swallowed various prison term to gain sure she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our 1st real kiss on the rim, her tongue with its salty taste, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the relaxation of the way, my hand on her pantyhose habilitate second joint, her kissing on me near of the way. We got to the firm before my married woman got home, which was skillful. In the living way, Deb went to her genu and sucked me off again, swallowing my bit burden of the night. Somehow, my wife never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no problems. I 've not been able to try anything else with Deb yet, but our netmail to each other display oodles of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A month or so after my married woman 's old sister Debbie 's visit to our house, we made the trip to her house for a weekend visit. When she was down, and I mean really down, she 'd satisfy my greatest fantasy - she 'd go down on my dick in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our net subject matter to each early have taken quite a new turn - all we 've talked about since then is sex. Debbie has assured me that she wants to bear on our family relationship, but she also warned me that she wo n't fuck me. She simply ca n't do that to her baby !

Okay, I told her I can live with that, but I also warned her that I would go along to try. On this particular weekend, our design were to go out Friday Night, and sleep in Saturday. Then, a trip to the stone and Roll vestibule of fame was planned for Sat afternoon and evening.

We got in at about 5:30 PM, and they were ready to go out. Deb was a sight to behold - forgetful black dress, sheer, sorry rayons and the Saame strappy heels she 'd worn the night in the motortruck. second hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` nice, '' and my wife broke into the conversation. `` Down, boy ! She 's my baby ! '' she retorted. That just makes it even better - keep it in the family line ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's last-place remark before we went to our room to change.

My wife also dressed to kill. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some action that Nox. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter belt, thong, spiked hound and a brief wearing apparel. She knew how to get to me after ten years of marriage !

Both fair sex looked cracking as we headed to a nice plaza for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the tabular array, etc. Her married man was oblivious to it all. During dinner party, Debbie drove me softheaded under the table, her nylon covered metrical foot drawing pictures on my naked shin below my gasp leg.

Then, she played with her stubble, pushing it in and out of her lip ! I was rock surd as we left the restaurant and headed for the Night club. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her foot was between the door and my seat. I caressed the nylon sheathed prize all the way to the gild.

When I opened her door and she got out, my married woman and her married man were on the early side of the car. She showed me everything, letting the hem of her dress ride all the way up. Sheer-to-waist nylons, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed bush. I was ruined for the night !

My wife was hell-bent on keeping my attention, and making certain I was up for her at dark 's end. She continually played up to me, placing my hand on her nylon covered thigh, ( high up ), kissing me, etc. I could secern Deb was not impressed ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd stimulate to ply the married woman with alcohol, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's married man was drinking more than usual.

I got one luck to dance with Debbie when my wife went to the Girl 's room. She plastered herself against me, and we both commented on how difficult I was. I assured her it was for her, and she seemed depicted object with that. I was able to steal a few quick flavor, of her tit and once, of her nylon sheathed thigh under her clothes. She also reached down between us and stroked the head of my prick. How I kept from cumming correctly then and there, after all the comb-out I 'd gone through already was news to me !

binding at our table, and everyone said they were quick to leave. On the way base, my wife actually fell asleep ! One down ! I looked back at Debbie 's husband, and knew he was n't far behind. He 'd go through an enormous amount of alcoholic beverage, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the same game with her nyloned base, just to hold my involvement up.

Once at habitation, both match headed for their respective rooms. My wife fell promptly and soundly at peace. A few minutes later, the bedroom threshold opened and closed quickly, and even though I could n't see Deb, I sensed her mien. I could actually reek her ! She came over to the bed and took my hand, pulling me up. I followed her out of the room, and when we were in the dim light source of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, high blackguard, nothing else. zilch. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the other guest room, which we entered and closed the door.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as dead to the mankind as my wife was, and then slid into my arms, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my shorts and slid them down, going to her knees as she did. Finally, my cock was sliding in and out of her moist, hot mouth - a feeling I 'd been longing for, for the last month.

I made my way to a chair and sat down without dislodging her sassing, which had a good death grip on my arduous extremity. She sucked me for respective minutes, my every effort going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the question was in her lip, and she looked up into my oculus as she started stroking the shaft, teasing my slit with her tongue.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a single drop of it. Just like the last fourth dimension, she swallowed it all. She then licked me until I was soft, and came up to sit on my lap. We kissed for a few instant, and then I sat her in the chair and went to my knee between her nyloned second joint.

I kissed each lovely, marvellous, nylon sheathed beauty, and worked my way up until I was at her centre. I could n't trust it. Her nylon were crotchless ! I could n't order if she 'd done it herself, or bought them like that, and it did n't matter anyway. Hot, wet, pungent, unbelievably sexy. I moved my tongue to the opening.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the cunt I 'd been dreaming about for twelvemonth. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the fantastic essence of it, glad that I was finally able to pass the pleasure she 'd given me. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my head. She rubbed my head with both bridge player as I sucked her, moaning so loud I was sure she 'd arouse our mates, but thankfully, she did n't. Her second joint red cent near broke my neck, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

Afterward, we sat and talked like that for quite some time, both of us saying that we did n't require to leave the spousal relationship we were in, or harm our first mate - especially her baby. We agreed to continue playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me hump her ! We 'll see ...