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

This is a confessedly report about my wife 's one-time 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 smashing eubstance and first-class legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the subject of most my fantasies, and I 've often jerked off thinking about what I 'd like 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 frock, acting as though she does n't realize I 'm looking.

A few weeks ago, my fantasy were realized, when I had to piece her up in capital of Ohio ( about 80 nautical mile away from our house. ) She was on her way to inspect us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the adjacent day. My wife had to turn late, so that left me to take a leak the parkway by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked fabulous, in a short dress, sheer rayons and 3 '' heels, and, 2. She was pissed off at her married man, as usual. He had allowed her to undertake the parkway from her house to ours in a car that simply was n't condom. 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 take out it down. I was able to see almost up to her fork !

It was already dark when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour drive back home, and Deb started right in about her asshole husband, and the condition of her car. I had a tough clip keeping my heart off of her nylon-clad thigh, as her dress was still up near her waistline.

I picked an sr. route back, rather than the pike, and there were few elevator 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 sexy high blackguard. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the feeling of her nyloned base ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no care to her. I rubbed her foot for several minutes, and then started on the early one.

'' Oohhhh, crick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my rock hard prick 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 cipher underneath ! My cock had never been harder in my biography !

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

Then, I noticed that her other foundation was very slightly moving, against the rock music severely blooper that was in my pants ! We drove along for various air mile, until I was sure enough that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a Logos, she was definitely stroking my cock with her foundation !

I looked over, and saw that her center were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hired man up high, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. eminent ... .. the side of my handwriting was now against her crotch. I moved it back and Forth River, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a speedy facial expression, and saw that her centre were half spread out, one-half closed, as if in a dream state.

After a few proceedings of this with no charge from her, I slid my hand up to the shank band of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic haircloth. On down, and now I slid between her lips and deep into her with my finger - it was one of the stiff pussies I 'd ever had a finger's breadth in !

'' No pretension 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 hour more, slipping up to her clit as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered feet were grinding against my peter, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my left hand, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my gumshoe out into the undecided. Her feet immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to hold on the truck moving, and in a straight line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred yards off the road, and stopped, shutting the lighter off. I shoved Deb 's leg apart, and slid down between them. I took the keys and poked a hole in the cotton genitals of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my tongue. I moved my face down to the opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the angelical juice from her slit. 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 lilliputian, I got back up into my seat. Without a word from her, she slid down and took my cock into her sassing, sucking hard on the head. She knew how to absorb dick, that 's for indisputable ! ! ! Her knife played at the heading, and she stroked the shaft with her deal
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A few s later, I was pumping shot after shot of hot cum in her mouth, her eye locked on mine as she kept up with every one spurt. She swallowed various times to make for certain she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our first real candy kiss on the lips, her natural language with its salty taste perception, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the rest of the way, my hired man on her pantyhose clad thigh, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the sign before my married woman got home, which was good. In the keep room, Deb went to her knees and sucked me off again, swallowing my endorsement load of the night. Somehow, my married woman never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no job. I 've not been able to try anything else with Deb yet, but our E-mails to each early show oodles of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A month or so after my wife 's older 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 imbibe my hawkshaw in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our net messages to each other have taken quite a new round - all we 've talked about since then is sex. Debbie has assured me that she wants to preserve our human relationship, but she also warned me that she wo n't make out me. She simply ca n't do that to her baby !

okeh, I told her I can experience with that, but I also warned her that I would keep to try. On this item weekend, our plan were to go out Friday night, and sleep in Saturday. Then, a trip to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was planned for Saturday afternoon and even.

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

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

My married woman also dressed to shoot down. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some action that night. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy supporter belt, thong, spiked heels and a brief garb. She knew how to get to me after ten yr of marriage !

Both women looked great as we headed to a overnice position for dinner party. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the mesa, etc. Her hubby was forgetful to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me dotty under the table, her nylon covered foot drawing pictures on my naked tibia below my trouser leg.

Then, she played with her shuck, pushing it in and out of her lip ! I was rock arduous as we left the eating place and headed for the night cabaret. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her foundation was between the door and my tooshie. I caressed the nylon sheathed prize all the way to the club.

When I opened her room access and she got out, my married woman and her hubby were on the other side of the car. She showed me everything, letting the hem of her apparel drive all the way up. Sheer-to-waist silk stocking, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed bush. I was ruined for the night !

My wife was hell-bent on keeping my attention, and making sure I was up for her at Night 's end. She continually played up to me, placing my hand on her nylon covered second joint, ( high up ), kissing me, etc. I could severalise 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 lighter. I also noticed that Debbie 's husband was drinking more than usual.

I got one fortune to dance with Debbie when my wife went to the Girl 's 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 second joint under her dress. She also reached down between us and stroked the headway of my dick. How I kept from cumming right then and there, after all the tantalization I 'd gone through already was news to me !

backrest at our table, and everyone said they were ready to leave. On the way 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 consumed an enormous amount of alcohol, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the same game with her nyloned foot, just to observe my stake up.

Once at home, both match headed for their several suite. My wife fell promptly and soundly asleep. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and closed quickly, and even though I could n't see Deb, I sensed her presence. I could actually smell her ! She came over to the bed and took my hired hand, pulling me up. I followed her out of the room, and when we were in the dim luminosity of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, high heels, nothing else. naught. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the other Edgar Albert Guest room, which we entered and closed the room access.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as dead to the humankind as my married woman was, and then slid into my arms, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my trunks 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 mouth, which had a near death grip on my tough member. She sucked me for various hour, my every effort going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the head was in her sassing, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the shaft, teasing my slit with her natural language.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a single drop of it. Just like the last prison term, she swallowed it all. She then licked me until I was mild, 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 second joint.

I kissed each lovely, tremendous, nylon sheathed beauty, and worked my way up until I was at her core. I could n't believe it. Her rayon stocking were crotchless ! I could n't secern 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 hatchway.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the pussy I 'd been dreaming about for years. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful essence of it, glad that I was finally able to return the pleasance she 'd given me. I sucked her clitoris into my mouthpiece, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my pass. She rubbed my point with both handwriting as I sucked her, moaning so forte I was sure she 'd wake our spouse, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thigh darn 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 checkmate - especially her Sister. We agreed to persist in playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me fuck her ! We 'll see ...