be intimate My Sis ( -in-Law ) Ch. 1 - 2

This is a true story about my wife 's elder Sister Debbie, who lives 200 statute mile from us. She visits often, sometimes with her husband, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a DICKHEAD, and she 's constantly complaining about him. Deb is very attractive, with a great eubstance and excellent legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

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

A few weeks ago, my illusion were realized, when I had to pluck her up in Cristobal Colon ( about 80 mile away from our house. ) She was on her way to visit us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the side by side day. My married woman had to run late, so that left me to make the drive by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked mythical, in a short attire, sheer nylons and 3 '' dog, and, 2. She was pissed off at her husband, as usual. He had allowed her to seek the parkway from her house to ours in a car that simply was n't prophylactic. I put her bag in the book binding of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my truck. Her frock slid up as she climbed in, and she made no attempt to attract it down. I was able to see almost up to her genital organ !

It was already dark when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour drive back habitation, and Deb started right in about her asshole married man, and the condition of her car. I had a tough metre keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thigh, as her dress was still up near her waist.

I picked an Old road back, rather than the expressway, and there were few automobile on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My ft 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 invertebrate foot in my lap, still in her sexy high school heels. I slipped them off her groundwork, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the soupcon of her nyloned substructure ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no aid to her. I rubbed her foot for several minutes, and then started on the former one.

'' Oohhhh, Rick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my rock unvoiced dick with her metrical foot, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her base and branch around, I was able to see all the way up to her genital organ. I could see that she had on sheer-to-waist pantyhose, and nothing underneath ! My cock had never been harder in my life history !

As I rubbed, she leaned back and closed her eye. I started moving my hired hand up to her ankle, her sura, and on up until I was at her knee. The hem of her dress was much higher, and when I spread her knees, when we were under a street lightness, I could see it all through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose !

Then, I noticed that her early pes was very slightly moving, against the rock music gruelling botch that was in my pants ! We drove along for several international nautical mile, until I was sure that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a Holy Scripture, she was definitely stroking my cock with her substructure !

I looked over, and saw that her optic were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my paw up higher, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. high-pitched ... .. the incline of my mitt was now against her genitals. I moved it back and forth, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a quick expression, and saw that her eyes were half surface, half closed, as if in a dream body politic.

After a few minutes of this with no ill from her, I slid my hand up to the waist set of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic hair. On down, and now I slid between her lips and cryptic into her with my fingerbreadth - it was one of the wettest pussy I 'd ever had a finger in !

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

With my left manus, I slid my slide fastener down, and pulled my dick out into the open. Her groundwork immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to keep the truck moving, and in a unbent phone line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred 1000 off the road, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the winder and poked a pickle in the cotton crotch of her pantyhose, making an gap big enough for my natural language. I moved my face down to the opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the sweet succus from her slit. Then, I sucked her clit 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 Holy Writ from her, she slid down and took my dick into her oral fissure, sucking hard on the nous. She knew how to suck up hawkshaw, that 's for for sure ! ! ! Her tongue played at the caput, and she stroked the shaft of light with her hand
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A few indorsement later, I was pumping shot after shot of hot cum in her backtalk, her eyes locked on mine as she kept up with every one spirt. She swallowed several sentence to bring in sure she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our first real kiss on the brim, her tongue with its salty taste, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the rest of the way, my hand on her pantyhose clad second joint, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the theatre before my married woman got home, which was good. In the living room, Deb went to her knees and sucked me off again, swallowing my 2d onus of the night. Somehow, my wife never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no job. I 've not been capable to try anything else with Deb yet, but our E-mails to each former show lots of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A month or so after my wife 's quondam 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 fulfilled my greatest fantasy - she 'd sucked my dick in the motortruck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our Internet messages 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 have it away me. She simply ca n't do that to her sister !

Okay, I told her I can live with that, but I also warned her that I would continue to try. On this particular weekend, our programme were to go out Friday dark, and slumber in Saturday. Then, a head trip to the sway and Roll anteroom of renown was planned for Sabbatum afternoon and eventide.

We got in at about 5:30 PM, and they were ready to go out. Deb was a sight to behold - myopic black garb, sheer, dark nylons and the same strappy hound she 'd worn the night in the truck. Instant hard on !

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

My married woman also dressed to kill. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some action that dark. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter belt, thong, spiked dog and a brief apparel. She knew how to get to me after ten long time of marriage !

Both fair sex looked keen as we headed to a prissy spot for dinner party. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the board, etc. Her husband was oblivious to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me wild under the table, her nylon covered hoof it drawing pictures on my nude shin below my pants leg.

Then, she played with her shuck, pushing it in and out of her mouth ! I was rock heavily 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 ball club.

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

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

I got one probability to dance with Debbie when my wife went to the young woman 's elbow room. She plastered herself against me, and we both commented on how hard I was. I assured her it was for her, and she seemed content with that. I was capable to steal a few quick feels, of her tits and once, of her nylon sheathed thigh under her dress. She also reached down between us and stroked the head of my pecker. How I kept from cumming right then and there, after all the teasing I 'd gone through already was word to me !

backbone at our table, and everyone said they were ready to leave. On the way nursing home, my wife actually fell asleep ! One down ! I looked back at Debbie 's husband, and knew he was n't far behind. He 'd take an enormous amount of alcoholic drink, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the Lapp game with her nyloned foot, just to go along my interestingness up.

Once at home, both couples headed for their respective way. My wife fell promptly and soundly asleep. A few minutes later, the bedroom doorway opened and closed quickly, and even though I could n't see Deb, I sensed her bearing. I could actually smell 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 luminance of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, gamey heels, nada else. Nothing. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the other guest elbow room, which we entered and closed the door.

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

I made my way to a professorship and sat down without dislodging her oral fissure, which had a near death grip on my operose member. She sucked me for several minute of arc, my every effort going into prolonging the pleasance. Finally, she backed off until just the head word was in her mouth, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the lance, teasing my scratch with her knife.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a 1 drop of it. Just like the last time, 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 minutes, and then I sat her in the chair and went to my knee joint between her nyloned thigh.

I kissed each lovely, terrific, nylon sheathed lulu, and worked my way up until I was at her core group. I could n't trust it. Her nylons were crotchless ! I could n't distinguish 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 glossa to the opening.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the slit I 'd been dreaming about for years. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful pith of it, glad that I was finally able to return 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 hands as I sucked her, moaning so loud I was for certain she 'd wake our mates, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thighs damn near broke my neck, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

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