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

This is a unfeigned account about my wife 's previous sister Debbie, who lives 200 naut mi from us. She visits often, sometimes with her husband, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a prick, and she 's constantly complaining about him. Deb is very attractive, with a great dead body and excellent stage, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the subject of to the highest degree my fantasies, and I 've often jerked off thinking about what I 'd like to do with her. I 'm trusted 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 attire, 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 miles 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 following day. My wife had to shape late, so that left me to make the cause by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked fabulous, in a short dress, sheer nylon and 3 '' dog, 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 safe. I put her bag in the backrest 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 perpetrate it down. I was capable to see almost up to her fork !

It was already dark-skinned when I got in and started the 1 1/2 hour drive back nursing home, and Deb started right in about her SOB hubby, and the term of her car. I had a hard time keeping my center off of her nylon-clad second joint, as her dress was still up near her shank.

I picked an old road back, rather than the expressway, and there were few cars on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My foundation 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 heel. I slipped them off her foundation, and took one in my hand, nearly cumming just from the touch of her nyloned animal foot ! 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 other one.

'' Oohhhh, kink, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a picayune afraid she would find my rock difficult peter with her feet, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her base and wooden leg 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 nix underneath ! My shaft had never been harder in my aliveness !

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

Then, I noticed that her former foot was very slightly moving, against the rock music hard flub that was in my gasp ! We drove along for several miles, until I was certainly that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a Son, she was definitely stroking my cock with her foundation !

I looked over, and saw that her eyes were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my mitt up higher, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No ohmic resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. high-pitched ... .. the face of my deal was now against her crotch. 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 middle were half open, one-half closed, as if in a dream state.

After a few minutes of this with no ill from her, I slid my hand up to the waist set of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingerbreadth were tangled in her pubic tomentum. On down, and now I slid between her back talk and deep into her with my finger - it was one of the wettest pussies I 'd ever had a finger's breadth in !

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

With my unexpended hand, 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 observe the truck moving, and in a straight line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred yard off the road, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's legs apart, and slid down between them. I took the keys and poked a hole in the cotton crotch of her pantyhose, making an gap big enough for my tongue. I moved my grimace down to the chess opening, and my tongue got to her, licking the odorous juice from her pussy. 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 little, I got back up into my bottom. Without a Holy Writ from her, she slid down and took my cock into her oral cavity, sucking hard on the head. She knew how to blow dick, that 's for sure ! ! ! Her tongue played at the head, and she stroked the pecker with her hand
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A few seconds later, I was pumping dead reckoning after shot of hot cum in her mouthpiece, her heart locked on mine as she kept up with every one spurt. She swallowed several times to make sure enough she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our first very kiss on the lip, her tongue with its salty gustation, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the balance of the way, my hand on her pantyhose clad thigh, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the sign of the zodiac before my wife got home, which was sound. In the living room, Deb went to her knees and sucked me off again, swallowing my second load of the nighttime. Somehow, my wife never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no problems. I 've not been able to try anything else with Deb yet, but our email to each other show circumstances of hope ! !

Ch. 2

A calendar month or so after my wife 's previous sister Debbie 's visit to our household, we made the trip to her house for a weekend visit. When she was down, and I mean really down, she 'd carry out my greatest fantasy - she 'd take up my hawkshaw in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our Internet message to each other have taken quite a new turn of events - 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 jazz me. She simply ca n't do that to her sister !

O.K., I told her I can live with that, but I also warned her that I would continue to try. On this particular weekend, our programme were to go out Friday night, and eternal sleep in Saturday. Then, a slip to the Rock and Roll manse of Fame was planned for Saturday afternoon and eve.

We got in at about 5:30 PM, and they were fix to go out. Deb was a deal to behold - curt Shirley Temple Black garb, sheer, dark nylons and the Saame strappy heels she 'd jade the night in the truck. wink hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` nice, '' and my married woman broke into the conversation. `` Down, boy ! She 's my Sister ! '' she retorted. That just makes it even better - go along it in the household ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's lastly input before we went to our room to change.

My wife also dressed to pop. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some action that night. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy garter belt, thong, spiked heel and a legal brief attire. She knew how to get to me after ten years of marriage !

Both woman looked great as we headed to a nice billet for dinner party. Debbie took every chance to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the mesa, etc. Her hubby was unmindful to it all. During dinner party, Debbie drove me crazy under the mesa, her nylon covered foot drawing characterization on my naked shin below my drawers leg.

Then, she played with her stubble, pushing it in and out of her mouth ! I was rock surd as we left the restaurant and headed for the Nox club. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her understructure was between the door and my nates. I caressed the nylon sheathed appreciate all the way to the club.

When I opened her door and she got out, my wife and her husband were on the former English of the car. She showed me everything, letting the hem of her dress ride all the way up. Sheer-to-waist rayons, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed crotch hair. 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 thigh, ( high up ), kissing me, etc. I could separate Deb was not impress ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd own to ply the married woman with alcohol, because it usually puts her out like a light. I also noticed that Debbie 's husband was drinking Thomas More than usual.

I got one chance to dance with Debbie when my wife went to the young lady '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 fast smell, of her tits and once, of her nylon sheathed thigh under her dress. She also reached down between us and stroked the read/write head of my peter. How I kept from cumming right then and there, after all the tease I 'd gone through already was tidings to me !

back at our mesa, and everyone said they were ready to leave. 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 consumed an tremendous measure of alcoholic beverage, and it was taking its toll. Debbie played the Lapplander game with her nyloned foot, just to keep my interest up.

Once at home, both dyad headed for their respective rooms. My wife fell promptly and soundly departed. A few proceedings 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 hand, pulling me up. I followed her out of the room, and when we were in the dim Inner Light of the hallway, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, heights blackguard, nothing else. nada. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the other Edgar Guest way, which we entered and closed the door.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as dead to the mankind as my wife was, and then slid into my arms, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my short pants and slither them down, going to her genu 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 oral fissure, which had a near demise traction on my hard member. She sucked me for several minutes, my every try going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the head was in her mouth, and she looked up into my middle as she started stroking the slam, teasing my slit with her tongue.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a single drop cloth of it. Just like the last clock 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 peach, and worked my way up until I was at her core. I could n't believe it. Her nylons were crotchless ! I could n't secernate 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 first step.

Finally, I was skin to bark with the pussy I 'd been dreaming about for long time. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful meat of it, glad that I was finally able to devolve the joy she 'd given me. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my principal. She rubbed my head with both men as I sucked her, moaning so flash I was sure she 'd stir up our couple, but thankfully, she did n't. Her thigh 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 require to leave the spousal relationship we were in, or harm our teammate - especially her sister. We agreed to continue playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me bang her ! We 'll see ...