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

This is a confessedly report about my wife 's Old baby Debbie, who lives 200 miles from us. She visits often, sometimes with her married man, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a DICKHEAD, and she 's constantly complaining about him. Deb is very attractive, with a great organic structure and excellent legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the subject field of most my illusion, 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 years, I 've managed to see just about everything she has to volunteer. She often allows me to see up or down her attire, acting as though she does n't realize I 'm looking.

A few workweek ago, my fantasies were realized, when I had to cull her up in Christopher Columbus ( about 80 miles away from our house. ) She was on her way to natter us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the next day. My wife had to knead late, so that left me to make the drive by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked fabulous, in a short garb, sheer nylon and 3 '' bounder, and, 2. She was pissed off at her husband, as usual. He had allowed her to attempt the drive from her firm 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 dress slid up as she climbed in, and she made no attempt to pull it down. I was able to see almost up to her genital organ !

It was already drab when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour drive back family, and Deb started right in about her asshole husband, and the condition of her car. I had a tough time keeping my middle off of her nylon-clad second joint, as her frock was still up near her shank.

I picked an older road back, rather than the superhighway, and there were few gondola on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My base 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 sexy high heels. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my paw, nearly cumming just from the jot of her nyloned foot ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no care to her. I rubbed her foot for several proceedings, and then started on the former one.

'' Oohhhh, wrick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my John Rock hard hawkshaw with her feet, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her feet and legs around, I was able to see all the way up to her crotch. 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 hired man up to her ankle, her calfskin, and on up until I was at her stifle. The hem of her attire was much higher, and when I spread her articulatio genus, when we were under a street light, I could see it all through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose !

Then, I noticed that her early foot was very slightly moving, against the rock and roll hard bloomer that was in my pants ! We drove along for several mil, until I was sure that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a word, she was definitely stroking my turncock with her foundation !

I looked over, and saw that her optic were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my manus up gamey, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. high ... .. the position of my mitt was now against her fork. I moved it back and Forth River, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a nimble look, and saw that her eyes were half undefendable, half closed, as if in a dream res publica.

After a few minutes of this with no charge from her, I slid my deal up to the waist striation 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 back talk and rich into her with my finger - it was one of the cockeyed pussies I 'd ever had a finger in !

'' No simulation of being benumbed now. Deb moaned loudly and squeezed her thigh tightly together, trying to increase the insistency and the clash. I fingered her for a few minutes more, slipping up to her button as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered invertebrate foot were grinding against my cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my left mitt, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my dick out into the open. Her feet immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to stay fresh the truck moving, and in a square origin !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred yards off the route, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the keys and poked a yap in the cotton genital organ of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my glossa. I moved my typeface down to the opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the cherubic juice from her pussy. Then, I sucked her button 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 second joint !

After she calmed down a petty, I got back up into my place. Without a Logos from her, she slid down and took my tool into her mouth, sucking hard on the head. She knew how to lactate gumshoe, that 's for surely ! ! ! Her lingua played at the drumhead, and she stroked the shaft with her hand
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A few seconds later, I was pumping shot after shot of hot cum in her oral cavity, her eyes locked on mine as she kept up with every one spurt. She swallowed various meter to piss sure she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our first real kiss on the lips, 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 raiment second joint, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the house before my wife got home, which was goodness. In the living room, Deb went to her human knee and sucked me off again, swallowing my instant load of the night. Somehow, my wife never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no problem. I 've not been able to try anything else with Deb yet, but our E-mails to each other show set of hope ! !

Ch. 2

A calendar month or so after my wife 's older sister Debbie 's visit to our house, we made the trip-up to her house for a weekend visit. When she was down, and I mean really down, she 'd fulfilled my smashing fantasy - she 'd draw my pecker in the motortruck 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 go on our relationship, but she also warned me that she wo n't fuck me. She simply ca n't do that to her sister !

Okay, I told her I can subsist with that, but I also warned her that I would continue to try. On this detail weekend, our plans were to go out Friday night, and sleep in Sat. Then, a head 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 set to go out. Deb was a sight to behold - little blacken apparel, sheer, dark nylons and the like strappy heels she 'd endure the dark in the hand truck. twinkling hard on !

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

My wife also dressed to belt down. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some activity that night. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter bash, thong, spiked hound and a brief clothes. She knew how to get to me after ten years of marriage !

Both char looked large as we headed to a nice lieu for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the table, etc. Her husband was oblivious to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me crazy under the board, her nylon covered foot drawing depiction on my au naturel shin below my pants leg.

Then, she played with her straw, pushing it in and out of her mouthpiece ! I was rock hard as we left the restaurant and headed for the night order. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her human foot was between the door and my arse. I caressed the nylon sheathed lever all the way to the club.

When I opened her room access and she got out, my wife and her husband were on the other 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 married woman 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 mitt on her nylon covered second joint, ( richly up ), kissing me, etc. I could narrate Deb was not ingrain ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd get to ply the wife with intoxicant, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's husband was drinking more than than usual.

I got one prospect to dance with Debbie when my married woman went to the Girl '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 slip a few quick tactile property, 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 dick. How I kept from cumming redress then and there, after all the teasing I 'd gone through already was tidings to me !

rear at our table, and everyone said they were quick to impart. On the way home, my married woman 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 alcohol, and it was taking its price. Debbie played the same game with her nyloned foot, just to keep my interest up.

Once at rest home, both couples headed for their respective elbow room. My wife fell promptly and soundly at rest. A few second later, the sleeping room door 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 light of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, luxuriously hound, naught else. zilch. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the anteroom to the other guest way, which we entered and closed the threshold.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as all in to the world as my wife was, and then slid into my sleeve, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my shorts and slue them down, going to her knees as she did. Finally, my hammer 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 mouth, which had a near death hold on my hard member. She sucked me for various min, my every elbow grease going into prolonging the joy. Finally, she backed off until just the principal was in her oral cavity, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the shaft, teasing my scratch with her tongue.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a one 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 knees between her nyloned thighs.

I kissed each lovely, wonderful, nylon sheathed beauty, and worked my way up until I was at her marrow. I could n't think it. Her rayons 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 opening.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the pussy I 'd been dreaming about for long time. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the grand essence of it, glad that I was finally able to recall the pleasance 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 word with both custody as I sucked her, moaning so gimcrack I was sure she 'd inflame our mates, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thigh tinker's damn 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 want to leave the marriage we were in, or harm our mates - especially her Sister. We agreed to stay playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me have it away her ! We 'll see ...