Let me start out by saying I make it a linguistic rule to avoid coveting another man 's wife. But for my brother-in-law 's wife, I had to get an elision. I 'll be honest, I 've lusted after her form the showtime day I saw her. I always assumed that my desire would be nothing More than fantasy ; I mean, really, other than these fib I just did n't think that sorting of thing happens.
fountainhead, a niggling about her ... Tracy is a beautiful char by any standard. She 's 5'5 '' tall and has curves in exactly the proper places. Not vast breasted, rather just perfect, big enough to play with but little enough to be perky. Her 1/4 Mexican heritage gives her skin a gorgeous tone. She 's got a beautiful head of longsighted, dark, sexy hair. Her dark, full lips can stop a man 's heart. She loves to wear unlikely A line dresses that show off her body.

My married woman and her two crony ( only one is married ) are both very close to their mob. Tracy and I have always had a bit of a special bond, since when we all get together for kinsperson events she and I are the outsider. Well, this outflow we all got together to celebrate their Dad 's birthday.

The day before the party my beginner and law and his two son decided to go golfing. I was invited, but not being a big golfer I decided to let them go and throw a petty family time. I figured I could kick back, watch a movie and have a relaxing afternoon. As they were leaving, my wife and her mom decided to go shopping. I assumed Tracy was going with them until I heard her saying, `` Thanks, but actually I have a bit of a headache. I think I 'll stay here and rest. ``

About that metre I had settled in on the sofa, my groundwork up on the pouffe and started flipping though the channels looking for something to watch. Spencer Tracy walked in, `` creative thinker if I join you ? '' Of track, one tone at her and my breakwater was tingling, `` Of course not, take a seat. '' To my surprisal she lounged on the couch with me, smiling at me, `` Do you mind ? '' she asked as she placed her perfectly pedicured feet on my lap. I could help but smile and nod, glancing up, hoping like hell that frock was going to give me a peak interior. Such was not the typeface. Oh well.

I handed her the remote, `` You want to regain us something to watch ? '' She took the remote, eventually finding us an 80s wild-eyed comedy. Not exactly what I had in brain, but oh well, maybe a nap would do me thoroughly. I was keenly cognisant of the soft free weight of her ft on my groin, the tingling turn into a bit of an erection. I was hoping she would n't be able to tell.

I decided to try something. I gently took one of her groundwork in my hand and rubbed it gently. I heard her coo a piddling. Well, that 's a good star sign. I rubbed a little more, working her arch, wiggling each toe and massaging her heal. Her body linguistic process certainly indicated that she was enjoying it. As I moved to the early groundwork, she shifted her consistency, rolling onto her rachis to better gift her foot to me. As she did so, her dress shifted, giving me a top view to her white lace lash panties.

I hoped desperately she was n't watching me, because I stared for a in effect 5 second base. The dichotomy of her dark tegument and white translucent lace scanty was just too lots. I seriously debated getting up and going to the privy to twitch off. Boy am I glad I did n't. I turned my aid back to her foot, massaging it just like the other one. I started to run my manus just a little bit up her sura, massaging her ankle a picayune, then the rachis of her calf. I was amazing at how mild and still her peel was ( I later learned that was thanks to laser whisker removal. pilus removal which was n't confine to her legs. )

I tried to quell focused, but as she would motivate I kept getting a better and comfortably persuasion of her pantie. I began to wonder if she was doing it on purpose, but no, that 's not possible. I continued to rub her calf, working my way up a little at a sentence. She kept almost purring as I did, so I figured I was in the percipient. I mean, I had n't touched anything above her genu. Add to that, I swear I could see a bit of a wet spot forming on her slender Edward Douglas White Jr. panty, and smell the sweet, musky smell of her pussycat, but that was probably my vision. Or the maybe the origin flow to my raging hard-on was making me unable to think.

Just as I was almost to her knee she slipped her base off me and stood up. My heart and soul stopped ; shit, she figured out I 've been staring at her pussy. But she did n't say anything. She got up and headed upstairs. A few minutes later I could hear the toilet flush and sink running. A couple hour later she sat down on the couch, putting her feet up on me again. She handed me a pocket-sized bottle of moisturizer, `` As long as you are going to rub me, do you hypothecate you could rub this on ? '' I was slack jawed ; the advantageously I could manage was a nod of agreement.

I squirted a little bit of the lotion in my hand. The faint feminine, flowery sense of smell pf the lotion combined with feel of her hide was going to my heading. Sadly panty aspect had gone away. I began to rub the application onto her feet, one a meter. Once I was done I reached to hand her the bottle. She looked at me with her big beautiful eyes and said, `` Do you think you could do my legs too ? '' Again I just nodded, my cock straining so hard against my gasp I was hoping it would n't just burst out.

Another small fry of lotion on my hands, rubbing them together to warm it up, I started rubbing her calf again. She made a lowly noise, only this time it was almost a moan. She shifted a little and her dress moved, but not quite plenty that I could see. I glanced up, at her and thought I might have caught her staring at me. I could n't believe, or for that matter, figure out, what was happening. Was she coming on to me ? Impossible.

I finished one calf and moved on to the second. Again she shifted a small, and I swear she hiked her doll up just a fraction of an in. I thought to myself, no, you 're just imaging things. Again, the view of her panties was tantalizingly close, but not quite there. I guess she figured that out from shoemaker's last clip and was being to a greater extent careful. I began to rub the lotion into her still dark skin. I think it might bear felt as good to me as it did to her. As I approached her knee she shifted again.

This meter she parted her legs just a bit. Not much, but clearly enough that I was going to get a sack up display of her panties again. There was no way she could not know what she had done. Was she testing me ? I looked up at her face, trying to see if she was looking at me. She was watching the movie, her eyes about half closed and a very slacken and contented look on her face.

fountainhead, this was it. If she was testing me I guess I 'm going to fail. I had n't done anything up to this decimal point that would really get me in difficulty. So I glanced down to see up her dress and get a view of those step-in again. Only when I looked I did n't see her pantie. What I saw was her liquid pussy lips. I must throw stopped rubbing and maybe even gasped. She looked up at me, her heart very sultry, `` Are you okay ? '' I somehow stammered out an affirmative response.

I did n't make love what to do. I guess for a few instant I just stared. Her pussy was everything I had ever imagined and so, so much more. I could see her verboten lips, smooth, bare ( I 'd like to send a immense thank you letter to whomever invented laser hair removal ! ), her dark scrape glistening just a midget bit. There was a small patch of dark pubic hair just above her puss. I could see her inner labia just peeking out, pink, damp. Not wanting to get completely caught staring, I squirted a little more lotion into my hands, again warming it up.

It was the consequence of truth. I placed my workforce on her leg just above her knee, one mitt on the exterior the other on her intimate second joint. I began to rub the lotion into her leg. She cooed again, shifting her organic structure a fiddling and spreading her wooden leg just a little more. I could pick up her breathing getting a little faster. I ran my bridge player up her leg a bit, my fingers now only an column inch from that stunning pussy. She spread her legs far apart ; there was no mistaking it now, her dress was hiked up quite a bit and her pussy facing pages blanket open to me.

I continued rubbing the lotion on her leg, my fingerbreadth just brushing her moist lip. As I did I heard her gasp slightly. I smiled to myself. Holy shit, I 'm staring at the pussy I have jacked off to so many times. I squirted a little more lotion into my hired hand and started on the early leg. I could hear her breathing faster now, the fragrant scent of her arousal was unmistakable now. As I moved up her thigh and my fingerbreadth got closer to her pussy I could feel her pelvic girdle moving. She would run her hip, trying to get them stuffy to my fingers.

I lifted her pes off of me and got up from the couch. I saw her looking at me, the lust in her middle apparent at that moment. I knelt down on the couch, placing my head between her sexy thigh and iron out my tongue against her pussycat. She moaned out, a tenacious lustfulness moan. I could n't believe how sweetened she tasted. I was like licking the best beauty you 've ever had in your animation. I softly licked the wetness from her smooth, hairless outer lips. I 've never felt a twat so soft and smooth. I ran my lingua over her integral cunt, just barely touching it, tickling her pig out slit as I did.

She moaned, now spreading her legs as far as she could, draw them back almost behind her brain. Her entire sex was completely open to me. I could see her pussycat lips, the dismal skin on the alfresco contrasting with the damp, engorged garden pink of the inner. Her reddened, tender clitoris just barely peeking out. Her sexy butthole nictation at me like a tiny starfish, the excitement from her pussy offset to leak out out and drip slightly over it. The tiny indents in her thigh to the sides of her pussy. It was the most beautiful sight a man could imagine.

I 'm a bit of an ass man, but it 's something I 'm not generally allowed to do at home. I thought, I have aught to loose, I 'm gong to try. I bent down, placing my handwriting on her aphrodisiacal ass ; I gently flicked her asshole with my knife. I heard her sharp intake of breathing spell ; I pressed my knife against her rosebud, wondering if she would stop me. I could get word her speedy breathing, so I continued, stiffening my tongue and pressing it against her attender jam. I licked it a little more, hearing her moan a bit each time.

Once I had her ass upright and wet I moved my spit away from her whoreson. I heard a slight sigh of letdown, a very unspoiled sign. Any disappointment was lost when I sucked her clit into my sassing. She moaned noisily as I flicked her button with my glossa. At the same time I pressed my finger on her rosebud, rubbing my spit around a little bit, massaging her back room access. I felt her pressing her ass against my digit as I felt her mitt on the spine of my head teacher, pulling me into her.

I licked her pussy faster, darting my knife into her sweet yap. I rubbed my finger around her ass, the juice from her cunt dripping over it now. Good and lubed up I pushed a little harder. As I continued sucking her clit I felt her tense up as the finger slipped inside. I did n't incite it, 2 knuckles of my finger in her ass, I allowed her to adjust. She began to travel her ass, my finger slipping cryptic with each movement. She was moaning passionately now.

I slipped my tongue down, licking it around the international her anus, around my probing finger. She was gasping for breathing time, her body bucking. I slid my tongue back up, probing it as thick into her folds as it would go. I twirled my glossa around her clit. Supporting myself on my cubitus I slipped 2 fingers into her pussy. I sucked her clit, pushing the fingerbreadth in her ass and the 2 in her dripping incision as mystifying as could. I felt her entire body tense, her pussy clamp down on me.

She screamed out, arching her back, rolling her toes. Her twat squirted into my mouth as I licked her. I lapped up the juices, still thrusting my digit in her as operose as I could. She was moaning, gasping, panting. Her physical structure was squirming, her script holding my face into her burbly pussy. After a few seconds she pushed my face back, managed to get a `` stop ... ca n't ... submit it '' out between get at breaths. I slowly pulled my finger from her pussycat and ass.

She took the script that had been in her pussy and pulled it up to her mouth, licking her juice off my fingers. I almost came right then. She sat up, looking at me. `` No one has ever touched my ass before. How did you get word that, it was amazing ? '' I just looked at her and smiled her slit juice still on my face. She pushed me back on the couch, straddling me.

She leaned in, tentatively kissing me. Her kiss was amazing. Those sassing where everything I had hoped them to be. She whispered in my ear `` I 've wanted you for so long. I dreamt about you. I almost called out your public figure once. I hope you are up for this, because I want as much of your cum as I can get. '' My hammer was throbbing, begging for waiver. She was going to get some cum.

She slipped off me, unbuttoning my knickers. She slipped them off me, taking my packer with them. My cock stood at aid, begging her to touch it. She placed one hand on the base of my pecker. I moaned out. She leaned down, licked the precum off the tip, kissed the head of my tool and then slew it into her back talk until her lip hit her script. I moaned out, never having had my hammer that deep in a woman 's mouth.

I felt her hand release me and much to my surprisal she took the relaxation of my prick in her oral fissure. Her sass and the groundwork of my hammer I could feel her tongue on my shaft. I moaned out. She pulled back, before plunging me again into her sexy mouth. I moaned. Generally I pride myself on being able to hold out, but I was n't going to last 2 minutes with her mouth on my cock.

I felt her cupping my testicle. I moaned, `` Yes baby, oh god yes. '' She continued to fuck my shaft with her mouth, gently sucking and twirling her tongue around the head with each thrust. I felt her finger pressing on my ass. I gasped, feeling it very slippery with her snatch juices. I felt her probing harder until her digit slipped in my SOB with a pop. She gently but firmly pushed it up into me.

That was all I could hold. I moaned, thrusting my hips up into her face, my hammer in her throat as I swelled, my clod tensing. I screamed out as Mexican valium of white hot cum crack into her pharynx. She pulled back a trivial, sucking the header of my dick, my cum blasting into her oral fissure, onto her glossa. She continued to dig into my ass as she milked the cum from me. I was panting, my body glistening with sweat. She smiled, looking up at me, her lips wet with my cum.

I pulled her back on top of me, her legs straddling mine. I placed my paw behind her neck, kissing her, tasting myself in her sassing. I felt her pussy on my tool, the heat radiating from her body. I felt her dripping wet twat backtalk rubbing on my one-half hard phallus as we kissed passionately. I placed my hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks as we kissed. She was rocking her hip on me, rubbing her clitoris on my peter pass. I could feel my turncock returning to life, the Passion engorging it again with blood.

She could feel it to, rubbing faster on me. She was kissing me harder now, her hint quick. She had her hands on my boldness, holding me as we kissed, almost as if she was afraid I would displace away. Ha, not potential. I felt her hips pressing harder, her snatch abrasion on my now rock solid cock. She moaned out, her moan buried in our kiss. She pulled back, gasping, rocking on me as she came again. She was bucking and moaning and I could feel her juices running over my orb and down my ass crack.

As she calmed down she leaned into me, placing her head on my berm, `` Please take me upstairs and fuck me, please, I need that cock inside me. '' I leaned into her, kissing her. I reached down, grabbing her dress and pulling it up over her head. It was just then I realized she was no longer wearing a bra either.

As I leaned down kissing her nipples she threw her head word back. I sucked one into my mouth, tenderly but firmly biting the nipple. I massaged one breast as I sucked the other. I could sense her cunt pulsating on me. I reached down, taking my cock in my hand. She raised her hips up, positioning herself on me, slowly lowering herself on my erect Pole. I sucked her nipple as my putz slid abstruse inside her. As our hips came together I have her ass a little spank. With that she screamed `` fucking yes, oh god yes, yes, YES ! '' and I felt her velvety cunt spasm around my cock as she came for the third base time.

Still sitting on the couch, her legs around me I kissed her. Our spit danced together. I slipped my shirt over my head, pulling her stopping point, feeling her smooth naked body against mine. She wrapped her legs and weapon system tightly around me and I stood. Her small physical body pulled rigorous to me, our trunk still connected as one I headed up the stair to the guest room. I could finger my cock thrusting into her with each step.

She was moaning with each step, my cock thrusting cryptical inside her. As we walked into the bedroom I lowered her gently onto the bed. Laying on the edge of the bed, me still standing on the floor, she again pulled her legs almost behind her head. I held her hips and thrust myself into her, my balls slapping her asshole with each thrust. I see her body on the bed, so love sexy.

I pull my cock out of her twat. I love tasting sex, so I kneel down, licking her pussy, pushing my clapper inside. I twirl it over her clit, and then slip over her slit down to her ass, briefly pushing it inside. I hear her moan, `` Please, I need you back inside me. I want your cum in me. '' Never a man to let down, I crawl up on the bed. As I do she 's getting on her knees, her aphrodisiacal ass in the air. I look, the sexy curves of her ass more than any man could possibly resist.

I kneel behind her, guiding my stiff cock to her waiting pussy. I spatial relation my cock headland at her entrance and then, holding her hips, I thrust it inside with merely degraded push. She moans encouragement, `` Yes, Sir Thomas More, faster. Fuck me tough, please. I want your cum in my twat sister. '' I feel her scope back, playing with my balls as I fuck her. I press quarter round on her ass, her now greased kettle of fish easily taking it fully inside.

I hear her moaning. I fuck her hard, my cock pounding inside. I can sense the cum building in my clump. My cock straining, eager to break through inside her. I thrust over and over, amazed at the compactness of her pussy. I pull out, not wanting to cum like this, wanting to be able to snog her as we cum together. As I pull out I hear her groan, `` No, please, cum in me. ``

I roll only my binding pulling her on top of me. I feel her hips rock on me, her pussy practically sucking my pecker inside. I moan again, the silken walls of her pussy grasping me, squeezing me, and practically pleading with me to take them with cum. I pull her to me, our lip meeting. Our tongues begin to trip the light fantastic toe together, twisting around each other. I feel her tense again, her kiss becoming more passionate as she orgasms.

I feel her pussy grasping at me, milking my turncock as she cums. I reach behind her, rubbing my finger on her ass. She moans into our kiss and I can feel her pussy hug me even tighter. I feel my prick swell inside her. I thrust my lingua into her mouthpiece, kissing her deeply as I feel my cock explode inside her. I can feel my cum rushing into her, my orgasm seeming to hold out forever as I keep squirting over and over at bottom her.

I can feel her pussy still squeezing me. Her body tense as the orgasm continues to rip through her. Our orgasms Begin to sink together, our candy kiss become gentler. I can feel the combining of our juice running over my balls and asshole. I know I must have cum a lot in her. We kiss for several more minute, letting our physical structure relax. She smiles at me, looking into my eyes.

We both look at the clock, realizing it 's been over 2 hours. She rests her head on my chest. Smile, she looks at me `` I guess we should get cleaned up. Thank god we still have a few More Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. '' She smiles, rolling off me.

I look at her, licking my rim, `` Maybe we should make clean each early up ? ``

She looks at me, `` You ca n't be sober, you just filled me with your cum, you ca n't possibly want to go near that ? '' With that I pull her as toward my look. Taking the intimation she gets in a 69 on top of me. I can tell apart she 's never had a ointment pie eaten out of her. I pull her pussy to my human face, running my tongue over her cummy slit.

I heard her moan out. I flicked her clitoris with my tongue and was rewarded with a big glob of my cum dripping from her. I licked her, pushing my tongue in her sensitive pussy. She gasped and I could feel her tongue on my cock, licking me clean like a cat. Despite my late 2 orgasms I could feel my cock getting hard again. I attacked her cum filled pussycat, savoring our commix flavors. I licked her sassing, her clitoris, thrust my tongue inside.

I felt her cleaning my cock, taking it abstruse in her pharynx. I felt her tug on my junkie a little. Unbelievably to me I felt the stirrings of another coming. She was taking me deep again, and I could n't stand her. I kept sliding my tongue into her cunt, making sure to get every survive dip of my cum. I flicked her clit and heard her moan out as she came again. As she came free fall of our mixed cum squirted into my oral fissure. I continued to puzzle out her clean.

Her orgasmic moan where more than my cock could handle and I felt my cum lead off squirting into her back talk. I felt her clamp her lips on my cock, not letting any of my cum leak out as she slurped it down. As she finished licking me clean she rolled off me.

She looked at me, `` we had better get hold of separate showers or we might never get sporty. '' She straddled me, kissing me passionately. I smiled as she got up and headed to the bath, her naked ass so damn sexy.

I smiled. This might be the comfortably family weekend I 've ever had and this was just the first of all day .