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

This is a true tarradiddle about my wife 's older sister Debbie, who lives 200 miles from us. She visits often, sometimes with her hubby, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a cocksucker, 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 almost 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 extend. She often allows me to see up or down her dress, acting as though she does n't realize I 'm looking.

A few hebdomad ago, my fancy were realized, when I had to pick her up in Columbus ( about 80 international nautical mile away from our house. ) She was on her way to visit us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the succeeding day. My wife had to work late, so that left me to make the cause by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked mythologic, in a short dress, sheer rayons and 3 '' heels, and, 2. She was pissed off at her husband, as usual. He had allowed her to attempt the drive from her menage to ours in a car that simply was n't safe. I put her bag in the vertebral column of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my motortruck. Her garb slid up as she climbed in, and she made no attack to draw out it down. I was able-bodied to see almost up to her crotch !

It was already dark when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour driving back habitation, and Deb started right in about her mother fucker husband, and the condition of her car. I had a tough time keeping my eyes off of her nylon-clad thighs, as her dress was still up near her waistline.

I picked an quondam road back, rather than the motorway, and there were few elevator car on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My pes 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 in high spirits blackguard. I slipped them off her foundation, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the pinch of her nyloned base ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no care to her. I rubbed her foot for various minutes, and then started on the other one.

'' Oohhhh, rick, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a picayune afraid she would feel my rock intemperately dick with her feet, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her feet and branch around, I was capable to see all the way up to her crotch. I could see that she had on sheer-to-waist pantyhose, and nothing underneath ! My tool had never been harder in my life !

As I rubbed, she leaned back and closed her eyes. I started moving my hands up to her ankle, her calfskin, and on up until I was at her stifle. The hem of her wearing apparel 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 former understructure was very slightly moving, against the rock hard boner that was in my trouser ! We drove along for various geographical mile, until I was sure that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a word, she was definitely stroking my cock with her infantry !

I looked over, and saw that her eyes were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hand up in high spirits, onto her sexy, nylon covered second joint, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. higher ... .. the side of my paw was now against her genitalia. I moved it back and forth, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a quick look, and saw that her eyes were one-half open, half closed, as if in a ambition United States Department of State.

After a few minutes of this with no ailment from her, I slid my hand up to the waistline band of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic whisker. On down, and now I slid between her mouth and cryptical into her with my finger - it was one of the crocked pussies I 'd ever had a finger in !

'' No pretense of being asleep now. Deb moaned loudly and squeezed her thighs tightly together, trying to increase the pressure and the friction. I fingered her for a few hour more, slipping up to her clitoris as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered feet were grinding against my putz, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my give hand, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my tool out into the open. 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 straight person strain !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred thou off the route, and stopped, shutting the visible light off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the keys and poked a mess in the cotton privates of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my clapper. I moved my facial expression down to the scuttle, and my spit got to her, licking the sweet juice from her pussy. Then, I sucked her clit into my mouth, and worked it until she screamed `` Oh, god, wrick, I 'm cumminggggg ! '' and she did, nearly breaking my neck with her nylon-clad thigh !

After she calmed down a little, I got back up into my seat. Without a word from her, she slid down and took my dick into her mouth, sucking hard on the head. She knew how to suck dick, that 's for sure ! ! ! Her tongue played at the head, 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 mouth, her eyes locked on mine as she kept up with every one squirt. She swallowed several clip to make trusted she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our first real kiss on the brim, her tongue with its salty gustatory modality, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the rest of the way, my paw on her pantyhose apparel thigh, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the sign of the zodiac before my married woman got home, which was secure. In the sustenance room, Deb went to her genu and sucked me off again, swallowing my minute load of the night. Somehow, my married woman never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no trouble. I 've not been able to try anything else with Deb yet, but our e-mail to each other show lots of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A calendar month or so after my married woman 's older baby Debbie 's visit to our house, we made the trip to her family for a weekend visit. When she was down, and I mean really down, she 'd fill my smashing fantasy - she 'd sucked my pecker in the hand truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our cyberspace content to each other have taken quite a new number - all we 've talked about since then is sex. Debbie has assured me that she wants to uphold 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 live with that, but I also warned her that I would go on to try. On this peculiar weekend, our plans were to go out Friday Nox, and sleep in Sabbatum. Then, a stumble to the Rock and drum 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 heap to behold - shortstop black dress, sheer, dark nylons and the same strappy heels she 'd put on the night in the truck. Instant hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` skillful, '' 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 family ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's stopping point comment before we went to our room to change.

My married woman also dressed to shoot down. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some action that Nox. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter belt, thong, spiked bounder and a brief dress. She knew how to get to me after ten class of spousal relationship !

Both womanhood looked keen as we headed to a nice place for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to usher herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the table, etc. Her hubby was forgetful to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me disturbed under the table, her nylon covered foot drawing painting on my naked shin below my knickers 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 night night club. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her foot was between the door and my seat. I caressed the nylon sheathed respect all the way to the club.

When I opened her door 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 apparel ride all the way up. Sheer-to-waist nylons, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed scrub. 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 mitt on her nylon covered thigh, ( high up ), kissing me, etc. I could order Deb was not impressed ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd have to ply the married woman with inebriant, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's hubby was drinking more than usual.

I got one luck to trip the light fantastic with Debbie when my wife went to the young woman 's way. 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 knocker and once, of her nylon sheathed thigh under her wearing apparel. She also reached down between us and stroked the head of my dick. How I kept from cumming mightily then and there, after all the teasing I 'd gone through already was tidings to me !

Back at our tabular array, 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 ware an enormous amount of alcohol, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the same game with her nyloned foot, just to keep my stake up.

Once at menage, both brace headed for their several rooms. My wife fell promptly and soundly at peace. A few instant later, the bedroom door opened and closed quickly, and even though I could n't see Deb, I sensed her mien. I could actually smell her ! She came over to the bed and took my deal, 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 heels, null else. Nothing. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the early guest way, which we entered and closed the door.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as perfectly to the Earth as my wife was, and then slid into my arms, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my shorts and slew them down, going to her knees 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 last calendar month.

I made my way to a chair and sat down without dislodging her mouth, which had a draw near death clasp on my hard member. She sucked me for several mo, my every exertion going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the head was in her back talk, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the shaft, teasing my puss with her clapper.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a single drop of it. Just like the finis 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 genu between her nyloned second joint.

I kissed each lovely, tremendous, nylon sheathed beauty, and worked my way up until I was at her nub. I could n't believe it. Her nylon were crotchless ! I could n't tell if she 'd done it herself, or bought them like that, and it did n't weigh 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 years. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the marvelous essence of it, glad that I was finally able to reelect the delight she 'd given me. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my psyche. She rubbed my fountainhead with both hired man as I sucked her, moaning so trashy I was sure she 'd rouse our Paraguay tea, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thigh red cent near broke my neck, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

Afterward, we sat and talked like that for quite some clip, both of us saying that we did n't want to allow the marriage we were in, or harm our Ilex paraguariensis - especially her sister. We agreed to preserve playing around whenever we got the opportunity, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me know her ! We 'll see ...