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

This is a lawful account about my married woman 's older baby 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 physical structure and excellent legs, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the subject of most my fancy, 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 dress, acting as though she does n't realize I 'm looking.

A few week ago, my phantasy were realized, when I had to pick her up in Columbus ( about 80 statute mile 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 ferment late, so that left me to ready the drive by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked mythical, in a dead attire, sheer silk stocking and 3 '' cad, and, 2. She was pissed off at her husband, as usual. He had allowed her to attempt the drive from her house to ours in a car that simply was n't rubber. I put her bag in the back of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my hand truck. Her clothes slid up as she climbed in, and she made no endeavor to pull it down. I was capable to see almost up to her crotch !

It was already blue when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour thrust back home, and Deb started right in about her asshole husband, and the condition of her car. I had a yobbo time keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thighs, as her garb was still up near her waist.

I picked an older road back, rather than the expressway, and there were few auto 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 groundwork in my lap, still in her sexy highschool cad. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my script, nearly cumming just from the sense of touch of her nyloned groundwork ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no aid to her. I rubbed her foot for several transactions, and then started on the other one.

'' Oohhhh, Rick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would feel my Rock voiceless putz with her feet, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her fundament 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 sentence !

As I rubbed, she leaned back and closed her centre. I started moving my hands up to her ankle joint, her calf, and on up until I was at her knee. The hem of her dress was much high-pitched, 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 foot was very slightly moving, against the rock'n'roll hard pratfall that was in my pant ! We drove along for respective miles, until I was for sure that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a watchword, she was definitely stroking my cock with her substructure !

I looked over, and saw that her eye were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hand up higher, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No opposition. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistivity. gamey ... .. the slope of my hand 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 nimble look, and saw that her eyes were one-half open up, half closed, as if in a dream state.

After a few hour of this with no ailment 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 hair. On down, and now I slid between her rim and deep into her with my finger's breadth - it was one of the tight pussycat I 'd ever had a fingerbreadth in !

'' No pretending of being asleep now. Deb moaned loudly and squeezed her thighs tightly together, trying to increase the pressure and the clash. 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 feet were grinding against my cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my leave alone hand, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my dick out into the clear. Her feet immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to keep the truck moving, and in a unbent line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred pace off the route, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the headstone and poked a yap in the cotton crotch of her pantyhose, making an possible action big enough for my tongue. I moved my face down to the opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the sweet juice from her twat. Then, I sucked her clitoris into my mouth, and worked it until she screamed `` Oh, god, wrick, I 'm cumminggggg ! '' and she did, nearly breaking my cervix with her nylon-clad thighs !

After she calmed down a little, I got back up into my rear end. Without a word from her, she slid down and took my hammer into her back talk, sucking hard on the head teacher. She knew how to suck in dick, that 's for for certain ! ! ! Her tongue played at the pass, and she stroked the ray with her hired man
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A few seconds later, I was pumping stroke after shot of hot cum in her mouth, her center locked on mine as she kept up with every one spurt. She swallowed several times to gain sure she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our firstly rattling buss on the sassing, her lingua with its salty gustatory sensation, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the eternal rest of the way, my hand on her pantyhose clad thigh, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the house before my married woman got home, which was ripe. In the living way, Deb went to her knees and sucked me off again, swallowing my second 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-bodied to try anything else with Deb yet, but our netmail to each early appearance loads of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A month or so after my wife 's senior 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 carry through my greatest fantasy - she 'd take up my dick in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our internet content 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 continue our human relationship, but she also warned me that she wo n't make love 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 especial weekend, our plan were to go out Fri night, and eternal rest in Sabbatum. Then, a trip to the rock-and-roll and whorl 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 tidy sum to behold - short Black person garb, sheer, dark nylons and the Lapp strappy cad she 'd worn the night in the truck. Instant hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` gracious, '' 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 menage ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's close 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 activeness that dark. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter swath, thong, spiked heels and a brief apparel. She knew how to get to me after ten eld of wedding !

Both cleaning woman looked swell as we headed to a gracious station for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the table, etc. Her married man was oblivious to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me crazy under the table, her nylon covered human foot drawing pictures on my naked shinbone below my drawers leg.

Then, she played with her straw, pushing it in and out of her mouth ! I was rock hard as we left the eatery and headed for the dark lodge. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her foot was between the door and my tail end. I caressed the nylon sheathed prize 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 drive all the way up. Sheer-to-waist nylons, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed shrub. I was ruined for the night !

My wife was hell-bent on keeping my care, and making sure I was up for her at night 's end. She continually played up to me, placing my hired man on her nylon covered second joint, ( heights up ), kissing me, etc. I could tell Deb was not move ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd take to ply the married woman with alcohol, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's married man was drinking Thomas More than usual.

I got one probability to trip the light fantastic toe 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 feels, of her tits and once, of her nylon sheathed second joint under her clothes. She also reached down between us and stroked the head of my dick. How I kept from cumming correctly then and there, after all the tease I 'd gone through already was newsworthiness to me !

Back at our tabular array, and everyone said they were gear up to leave. On the way dwelling house, my wife actually fell asleep ! One down ! I looked back at Debbie 's husband, and knew he was n't far behind. He 'd run through an enormous amount of money of alcohol, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the Sami secret plan with her nyloned fundament, just to keep open my interest up.

Once at household, both duo headed for their respective elbow room. My wife fell promptly and soundly gone. A few bit later, the bedchamber 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 hand, pulling me up. I followed her out of the way, and when we were in the dim light of the hallway, I about lost it.

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

Deb assured me that her husband was just as dead to the globe as my wife was, and then slid into my limb, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my short and slue them down, going to her articulatio genus as she did. Finally, my stopcock was sliding in and out of her moist, hot mouth - a feeling I 'd been longing for, for the last calendar month.

I made my way to a chair and sat down without dislodging her mouth, which had a near death traveling bag on my grueling member. She sucked me for respective instant, my every drive going into prolonging the pleasance. Finally, she backed off until just the fountainhead was in her mouth, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the pecker, teasing my slit with her tongue.
That did it ! I came about a dry pint, with her not missing a single drop of it. Just like the survive time, she swallowed it all. She then licked me until I was gentle, and came up to sit on my lap. We kissed for a few arcminute, and then I sat her in the hot seat and went to my knee joint between her nyloned thigh.

I kissed each lovely, wonderful, nylon sheathed sweetheart, and worked my way up until I was at her nucleus. I could n't conceive it. Her nylon were crotchless ! I could n't severalise 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 orifice.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the snatch I 'd been dreaming about for long time. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful essence of it, glad that I was finally able to revert the joy she 'd given me. I sucked her clitoris into my mouth, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my forefront. She rubbed my head with both hands as I sucked her, moaning so loud I was sure she 'd wake our first mate, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thighs tinker's dam near broke my neck opening, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

Afterward, we sat and talked like that for quite some sentence, both of us saying that we did n't need to entrust the matrimony we were in, or harm our mates - especially her sister. We agreed to continue playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me make love her ! We 'll see ...