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

This is a true tale about my wife 's onetime sister Debbie, who lives 200 miles 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 consistency and excellent legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the topic of most my fantasies, and I 've often jerked off thinking about what I 'd like to do with her. I 'm for 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 realize I 'm looking.

A few weeks ago, my fancy were realized, when I had to pluck her up in Columbus ( about 80 air mile away from our house. ) She was on her way to chat us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the adjacent day. My wife had to work late, so that left me to pretend the drive by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked fabulous, in a short attire, sheer nylon stocking and 3 '' heels, and, 2. She was pissed off at her hubby, as usual. He had allowed her to attempt the cause from her house to ours in a car that simply was n't safety. I put her bag in the rachis of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my truck. Her wearing apparel slid up as she climbed in, and she made no attempt to draw in it down. I was able to see almost up to her genitals !

It was already glowering when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hr ride back home, and Deb started right in about her motherfucker married man, and the condition of her car. I had a ruffian sentence keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thigh, as her clothes was still up near her waist.

I picked an aged road back, rather than the expressway, and there were few cars on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My understructure 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 animal foot in my lap, still in her sexy high cad. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the touch of her nyloned foot ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no attention to her. I rubbed her foot for various arcminute, and then started on the other one.

'' Oohhhh, wrick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my rock'n'roll hard tool with her foundation, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her infantry and peg around, I was able to see all the way up to her genitals. 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 centre. I started moving my manus up to her ankle joint, her calf, and on up until I was at her human knee. The hem of her dress was much higher, and when I spread her stifle, when we were under a street Inner Light, I could see it all through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose !

Then, I noticed that her other groundwork was very slightly moving, against the rock hard boo-boo that was in my pants ! We drove along for several miles, until I was sure that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a Scripture, she was definitely stroking my cock with her animal foot !

I looked over, and saw that her eyes were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hired man up high, onto her sexy, nylon covered second joint, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No impedance. Higher ... .. the side of my paw was now against her crotch. I moved it back and Forth, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a immediate look, and saw that her eyes were one-half open, half closed, as if in a pipe dream state.

After a few minutes of this with no charge from her, I slid my hand up to the waistline stria 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 rim and bass into her with my finger - it was one of the sozzled pussy I 'd ever had a finger in !

'' No pretension of being asleep 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 clit as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered metrical unit were grinding against my cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my left hand, I slid my zip down, and pulled my dick out into the open air. Her foundation immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to keep the hand truck moving, and in a straightaway line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred yards off the road, and stopped, shutting the twinkle off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the Key and poked a hole in the cotton wool crotch of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my tongue. I moved my side down to the opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the sweet succus from her pussy. Then, I sucked her clit into my oral cavity, 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 lilliputian, I got back up into my seat. Without a word from her, she slid down and took my cock into her mouth, sucking hard on the head. She knew how to breastfeed pecker, that 's for sure ! ! ! Her spit played at the head, and she stroked the prick with her hired hand
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A few seconds later, I was pumping shot after shot of hot cum in her lip, her center locked on mine as she kept up with every one jet. She swallowed several times to make sure as shooting she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our for the first time rattling buss on the sassing, her tongue with its salty taste, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the residue of the way, my hand on her pantyhose clad thigh, her kissing on me nigh of the way. We got to the sign of the zodiac before my wife got home, which was salutary. In the living room, Deb went to her knee and sucked me off again, swallowing my endorsement load 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 E-mails to each other show lots of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A calendar month or so after my wife 's one-time baby Debbie 's visit to our mansion, 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 suckle my dick in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our internet messages to each former have taken quite a new turn - all we 've talked about since then is sex. Debbie has assured me that she wants to remain our 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 continue to try. On this fussy weekend, our plans were to go out Friday night, and slumber in Sabbatum. Then, a trip to the Rock and Roll Hall of fame was planned for Saturday afternoon and evening.

We got in at about 5:30 PM, and they were ready to go out. Deb was a pile to behold - myopic black clothes, sheer, dark nylons and the same strappy heels she 'd bear the nighttime in the truck. Instant hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` decent, '' and my wife broke into the conversation. `` John L. H. Down, boy ! She 's my sister ! '' she retorted. That just makes it even better - keep back it in the family ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's lastly 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 dark. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter swath, thong, spiked heels and a brief dress. She knew how to get to me after ten old age of man and wife !

Both charwoman looked great as we headed to a nice topographic point for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the board, etc. Her husband was forgetful to it all. During dinner party, Debbie drove me crazy under the mesa, her nylon covered pes drawing pictures on my naked tibia below my pants leg.

Then, she played with her drinking straw, pushing it in and out of her mouth ! I was rock unvoiced as we left the eatery and headed for the night society. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her brake shoe off, putting her base was between the room access and my seat. I caressed the nylon sheathed prise all the way to the club.

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 step-in underneath, neatly trimmed President Bush. I was ruined for the night !

My wife was hell-bent on keeping my attention, and making trusted 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 tell Deb was not impressed ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd have to ply the wife with alcohol, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's husband was drinking more than usual.

I got one chance to trip the light fantastic toe with Debbie when my married woman went to the young lady '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 able to steal a few quick look, of her tits and once, of her nylon sheathed thigh under her frock. She also reached down between us and stroked the school principal of my putz. How I kept from cumming right then and there, after all the teasing I 'd gone through already was news to me !

Back at our mesa, and everyone said they were ready to get out. On the way home, my wife actually fell asleep ! One down ! I looked back at Debbie 's hubby, and knew he was n't far behind. He 'd wipe out an tremendous amount of intoxicant, and it was taking its cost. Debbie played the same game with her nyloned metrical unit, just to go on my interest up.

Once at home, both duo headed for their respective rooms. 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 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 of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, high cad, 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 husband was just as drained to the world as my married woman was, and then slid into my munition, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my trunks and slid them down, going to her human knee as she did. Finally, my shaft was sliding in and out of her moist, hot mouth - a feeling I 'd been longing for, for the endure month.

I made my way to a chair and sat down without dislodging her mouth, which had a well-nigh end grip on my severely phallus. She sucked me for several minutes, my every crusade going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the forefront was in her back talk, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the shaft of light, teasing my slit with her lingua.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a unity drop of it. Just like the last metre, 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 death chair and went to my knees between her nyloned second joint.

I kissed each lovely, grand, nylon sheathed beauty, and worked my way up until I was at her core. I could n't consider it. Her nylons were crotchless ! I could n't tell 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 possible action.

Finally, I was skin to shinny with the pussy I 'd been dreaming about for days. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful 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 foreland. She rubbed my head with both hired man as I sucked her, moaning so forte I was sure as shooting she 'd fire up our mates, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thighs tinker's dam near broke my neck, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

Afterward, we sat and talked like that for quite some prison term, both of us saying that we did n't want to leave the marriage we were in, or harm our mate - especially her sister. We agreed to continue playing around whenever we got the opportunity, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me make love her ! We 'll see ...