 |
By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
|
She curled her finger, beckoning me to her. "Come on, give your sister-in-law a nice big kiss." I did. I laid down next to her and kissed her. She licked her juices off of my lips, my chin, and my cheeks with long, deliberate strokes. Then we kissed again. Our hands were all over each other, groping, grabbing, fondling.
"I'm glad you took my advice. I'm glad you decided to just enjoy this." I was on top of her now and she had my cock in her hands. With practiced ease, she guided me into her pussy. I felt her warmth and wetness engulf my cock. In one, smooth motion, I was buried deep in my wife's sister. We embraced and I held myself in her, not wanting to move. Her body was so soft, full, round. She felt nothing like Abby. Fucking Abby was tight and immediate. Fucking Lauren was warm and fleshy.
I stroked deep and long into her. Our sweaty bodies slid and mashed against each other, forming a single sexual being. She gnawed on my earlobes and bit my collar bone. I suckled her swaying breasts and nibbled her neck. Our orgasms built slowly, deliberately, perfectly. As our pace increased, so did our breathing. I moaned. She whimpered. We both grunted. The room spun as I became more and more lightheaded, pumping toward an orgasm.
"Fuck me, John. Fuck me, John, Fuck me!"
"Yes! Your body is so fucking perfect. You feel so fucking good!"
As I pumped, my balls slapped her full ass. A soft spray of her juices coated our thighs. We slammed into each other and my balls tightened. She squealed as I shouted, "I'm...cumming!"
Through clenched teeth she hissed back, "Me fucking too!"
And with that I exploded inside of my wife's sister. My cock churned and pumped cum into her body. I shot five years of frustration into Lauren's pussy: five years of secretly lusting after her, five years of forbidden, adulterous thoughts, five years of secret masturbatory fantasies all consummated in one orgasmic moment. My cum gushed in thick, hot spurts, leaving me, entering her. I was amazed my cock head could accommodate such a flow.
I collapsed on Lauren, trying to catch my breath. We laid there for several minutes, our sloppy bodies still connected. We kissed softly and when my cock finally slipped out of her cum filled pussy, she whispered, "aww."
"Wow." It was all I could muster.
"Wow indeed," she replied, sounding as spent as I felt.
We laid several more minutes in silence, finally regaining our breath.
"It was a good run while it lasted," I said to myself.
"What?"
"Nothing. I just, well, I was thinking about my shattered marriage."
"Shattered? Why?"
"You said it yourself. You tell here everything. And, like you also said, it must have been in trouble for me to end up like this."
She cocked her head toward me. "Are you fucking nuts?"
"What?"
"Do you seriously think I'm going to ruin one of the best set ups I've ever had?"
Now it was my turn to cock my head at her.
"Think about it John, if I tell Abby about us, we're pretty much fucked. She'd kick your ass out the door so quickly your head wouldn't have time to spin. You'd have nothing to lose, so you'd be pissed off at me and tell me to take a flying fuck. I get the cold shoulder from Abby...again...for fucking her man. And trust me, I don't think she'd forgive me as easily this time. She's crazy about you. So if we tell her about it, we all lose. If we don't say a word, you keep your marriage, I keep me sister, and we can keep fucking."
The weight of the world melted off of my shoulders. "Really? You mean you want to keep this up?"
"What do you think?" She started to caress my cock and it sprang back to life. "Well, I think I have my answer."
We fucked again, hungrily. Her pussy, wet with sloppy second, proved to be so soft and lubricated that it took a nice, long time for me to cum again.
By the time we finished our post-coital kissing and caressing, it was late. Very late. I had been with Lauren for over four hours.
"I should really get going."
"Yeah, I know. I don't want you to, but..."
I pulled my pants on and said, "what about this home theatre. What am I going to tell Abby?"
"That? Oh I had the store install it yesterday." She gave me a sly grin, and walked me to the door, naked. We kissed one last time and I ran my hands all over her wonderful body.
Before I left, she grabbed my left hand and, pointing to my ring, simply said, "you'd better wash that." Then slapped me hard on the ass and shimmied her pendulous breasts for me before shoving me out the door.
|
