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Stuck on Sis In Law
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The following story is a new story containing graphic
depiction's of sexual activities. WARNING!
If you are offended by explicit sexual descriptions or are not
an adult, please exit this story now!!!!
"Sister-in-law"
I really can't remember when it started. Somewhere in my eight
years of marriage, though, I had become infatuated with my
wife's younger sister. Twenty-seven years old, with an athletic
build and wonderful smiling eyes, Ginny was anyone's definition
of a knockout. I was captivated by the beautiful shape of her
ass, and I found myself stealing glances at it whenever I
could. Wrapped in a skirt or barely hidden by a bikini bottom,
my eyes were drawn to it like a magnet.
Six months ago, while expecting our third child, my wife and I
went on vacation to the Delaware shore. On our second weekend
there, Ginny came down to join us. I can only say that it was
forty-eight hours of torture. Unaware of her effect on me,
Ginny strolled the beach in front of me and frolicked at the
water's edge with the kids. She was wearing a stone-washed
French-cut bikini. Her nipples jutted through the top, and her
ass appeared wonderfully inviting in the damp, clingy bottoms.
I sat in a beach chair, the latest Grisham novel strategically
placed in my lap to hide the swelling length of my cock. I
couldn't believe it. If my wife noticed this I could end up
going without sex for the rest of the millennia. Still, I
couldn't stop watching.
Two months later. My wife was off on a business trip that would
keep her in San Francisco for the weekend. I objected
vigorously. She was, after all, now five months pregnant. She
told me that Ginny had quite a few boxes to move from her old
apartment to the townhouse she had recently purchased and if I
was any kind of brother-in-law I would get a sitter for the
kids on Saturday and lend her a hand. My objections tapered
off. I arranged for a sitter and told Ginny I was available to
help her move in.
Saturday arrived. I had butterflies in my stomach as I rang
Ginny's bell. I realized this was approaching absurdity, but I
didn't much care. She answered the door in faded jeans and a
man's white oxford shirt knotted at the waist She smelled ...
like spring. As I looked into her eyes, I realized they were
red-rimmed and very sad.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" I said.
"Come on inside. I'm OK, it's just that asshole John. As
boyfriends go, he's a total shit."
She explained how she had walked into his apartment last night
and caught him in the middle of getting a blowjob from the
divorcee in the apartment below. She had really thought he was
special, that he cared for her, and that he could trust her.
Besides, she said, I give better head than that bitch any day.
I was in some kind of state of sexual tension. She needed
comforting. I was there for her. She needed to be held. I was
there for her. She gives great head ... I was there.
"Sit down on the couch, Gin, and get a grip. You are a
gorgeous, smart, sexy woman. If John can't see that then tell
him to pack sand right now."
"Andy, you are so nice. How come Janice found you and not me?"
She opened her arms for a hug, and I obliged. I cradled her in
my arms, gently rocking to and fro. I could smell her brunette
hair and feel her breasts against my chest. She suddenly began
to sob in great heaving gulps. She looked up at me, with a
fawn's brown eyes. I held her face in my hands, stroking her
cheeks, brushing back her hair.
"I love you, Ginny."
She didn't say a word. She just arched forward, and pressed her
lips against mine. Her eyes closed, but almost imperceptibly,
her lips parted. I was starting to wonder, it was a very long
kiss for brother and sister-in-law, when a hot tongue parted my
lips. It was hers. She wanted me. My cock was already straining
my shorts. I kissed her back, softly at first, but soon our
mouths were mashed together as our tongues worked at each
others'.
She pushed me back on the couch, my back against the arm and my
legs still on the floor. She broke the kiss for a moment, a
long moment, and just looked at me. The her lips came down
again, crushing against me.
Her legs were straddling my waist now, and I ran my hands up
the outsides of her thighs, feeling their tautness. I slid them
back, and had my first contact with that beautiful ass. She
murmured in my mouth, just a purr really, but I understood. I
slid my hands up her back, beneath her shirt. She was rubbing
my hair, my face, my chest. With no bra to stop me, I slid my
hands around to her breast, and took a nipple between my
fingers in each hand. They were erect and hot. They felt like
live nerves in my hands. I twisted slightly and pulled. She
moaned in my mouth and then, suddenly, broke our kiss, stood
up, and walked out of the room.
I didn't know what to do. I sat bolt-upright on the couch,
rubbing my sweaty palms on my thighs. Holy shit. I am in
serious trouble here. I should just walk right out now. Except
my cock is so hard I can feel it pulsing. Ginny must be in a
rage. My wife is going to kill me. My mother-in-law ...Ugh God.
She walked back into the room. She came around the couch and
stood in front of me. Naked. The top of her feet tan, her legs
lean and brown, her stomach muscles creating an hour glass on
her torso, her round tits jutting out towards me, her eyes
staring at me, full of lust.
She stepped closer, and reached out to grab my hair.
"Make me feel like you make Janice feel, Andy." She
whispered." Show me how I should be treated."
Her stomach was even with my mouth. I kissed her belly button.
I slid my hands around her and kneaded both cheeks of her ass.
I looked up at her face. She had dropped her head back and was
looking up at the ceiling. I kissed lower, and ran my tongue
along the top of her black pubic hair. I could smell her pussy,
and I wanted to taste it. I pulled her left leg up, so that her
foot rested on the couch next to me and her legs were parted. I
slid forward on the couch and ran my tongue lightly from the
bottom of her pussy to the top.
"Hmmmmmmm. Don't tease me."
I ignored her. I teased her carefully with my tongue, just
parting her lips and just grazing her clit. She pulled my head
in tighter, wanting satisfaction. It was my turn to start
giving her directions.
I pushed her back, so that now her ass was resting on the
coffee table. I slid forward onto my knees and went to work on
that pussy with gusto. I began licking, slurping, and sucking
as best I knew how. Her hips were rotating and pumping forward
now, and there was a look of hunger on her face. But I wanted
more.
"Get up on the couch, Ginny. Kneel on the couch, facing away
from me."
She stood up silently and climbed onto the couch. She kneeled
as I had asked, her knees spread apart, her upper body resting
on the back-rest of the couch. I got up and walked around the
other side of the couch. I pulled my tee shirt off, kicked off
my sneakers, and rescued my cramped cock from my shorts. With
no underwear on, I was fully exposed as soon as I dropped the
shorts to the ground. Her concentration was fully on my member.
I moved closer to her, so that my stiffness was just inches
from her mouth. I started stroking myself slowly, squeezing the
head on every pass. Another long, low moan came from her lips.
"Give me head, Ginny. Show me how good you are."
She reached out and grabbed my dick with her left hand and my
ass with her right. She pulled me into her, sucking with
delightful moistness and heat. Now she cradled by balls in her
hand, weighing and squeezing. Christ. She really was good. She
was good the way a woman is good when she really likes giving
head. It means alot more than technique.
I took as much as I could, until I could feel the heat building
in my balls. I pulled back, and she just looked up at me while
shed held my cock in both hands, squeezing gently. She had a
small smile on her gorgeous face.
"Don't move, Ginny, I'm not done with you yet."
I moved back around the couch, and now I really had what I had
been fantasizing about. There was that ass. I dropped to my
knees and began to run my tongue along her lower back. I spread
her ass cheeks with my hands and ran my tongue right down her
crack. As I passed over her anus, her back arched and her legs
spread wider apart. I concentrated on her asshole, licking and
probing until my whole tongue disappeared. I slid my hand
between her legs and cupped her pussy. It was burning. I
slipped two fingers into her and she grunted loudly. I slipped
the middle finger of my left hand into her ass and the thumb of
my right hand into her pussy, and circled her clit with two
fingers of my right hand. I worked in rhythm, and she responded
to my rhythm and matched it. She was bucking and grunting on
the couch now, and was twisting her nipples with her own
fingers. I slipped a second finger in her ass as she began a
long, drawn out orgasm.
As she came down, I stopped my hands and pushed her over
roughly. My cock was aching and my mind was fogged with lust.
She pulled her knees up to her chest, and that hot wet slit was
ready. I pushed all the way in, and just stayed that way for a
moment. Then, I started pumping, slowly at first but building
up speed. Her eyes were glazed with the power of lust.
"Uggh...Andy...let me...uggh...ride...your...cock...
uggh...now..."
I pulled out as she scampered up and made room for me to lay on
the couch. The she straddled me and reached between her legs to
guide my cock back into her. She lowered herself about halfway,
and then all the way down, pulling my cock into her. She leaned
forward, and those wonderful tits were in my mouth. I sucked
and bit on her nipples, alternating one to the other, as she
picked up steam and began to pump on me. She put her hands on
my chest and straightened her arms, and then she squeezed and
pinched my nipples as she rode me.
"Jesus Christ Ginny I'm close I'm so close I'm gonna cum"
"Come with me Andy. Do it...come with me."
As I pistoned my hips forward to meet her she reached back
behind her and started squeezing my balls. Her back was arched
and her tits stuck out and her eyes were locked with mine. As I
started to come, her eyes closed and she gritted her teeth. I
pumped into her each time she rode back down my shaft, and her
squeezing hand milked each drop from my aching balls. Finally,
she collapsed forward, sweaty, hot, and wonderful.
Today. Things haven't been as awkward around Ginny since that
day as I might have thought. She shares a smile with me on
occasion, and that feels good. She's hoping to find a new
boyfriend. I'm hoping to stop dreaming about her. It's only
worse now that I've had that ass for real.
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