Straight Male / 30
My wife and I are 30 years old and we have been happily for more than 5 years. My wife has a sister, who lives with her parents only 10 minutes away from our house. My (sister in law) SIL was 20 when we got married. She was pretty, and had eyes as big as a Japanese cartoon. I though her best feature were her lips, which looked swollen, full like a gr**e. But I didnâ�ï¿&fr ac12;t pay much attention to her as I thought she was too young, and was a bit overweight to my liking. She moved out to another city for an exchange student program for a few months when she turned 21.
After about 6 months away from home, she came back to visit us in her winter break for a few weeks. Being away from home, having to make her own food, and long walks to her university from her studio helped her lose a lot of weight. She went from plump to sexy â�ï ;¿½ and that is when I noticed her sexuality. Until then I didnâ�ï& iquest;½t think much of her.
Everyone was asking her about her studies when she came back, but I asked if she had a boyfriend in the new town. She said she never would dare to think of a boy friend, as her conservative mother would kill her. I kept asking her, why a woman as pretty as her does not have a boy friend. She just brushed my question away with a coy smile. But I was sure that she was seeing someone.
After her studied were complete, she moved back to her parents, but spent most of the evenings and weekends with us. I donâ�ï&iques t;½t know when, but over time, I became more and more attracted to her. She would torment me with her sexy smiles, and unintentional show of skin. I even started fantasizing about fucking her. I would jerk off to family photos with her in them. I would touch her at every chance I hadâ�&A circ;¦putting an arm around her shoulder or waistâï¿&frac1 2;¦poking herâï¿&frac 12;¦and she didnâï¿&f rac12;�t mind. I also noticed she got flirtier with me. She would hold my hand, or push her breasts up my arm, and this encouraged me more.
One night, we went to a club. While my wife and I were not interested in dancing, but my wife told me to dance with her sister to be her chaperone and keep other boys away. She went away, and sat in the lounge. My SIL was mostly drunk by now. I am not much of a dancer, and I awkwardly held her hips lightly as she did the dancing. She started dancing more aggressively, and started grinding her ass into my already painfully erect dick. I wasnâ�ï¿& frac12;t sure if she had noticed because of the alcohol, but it was pretty obvious by now. I started to feel her up, and she didnÃ¢ï¿½ï¿ ½t protest. Instead, she turned around and put her arms around me, and started rubbing her hands all over me. When her hands momentarily touched my erection, I almost ejaculated. My hands were now on her waist, and slowly wandered down her ass. She was so soft, but firm and juicy. I wanted to rip her dress off and fuck her right there. I was totally turned on by then, and I was about to put my hands under her dress, when I spotted my wife over a distance walking towards us. She said it was time to go home�sh e was tired. When we came back from the club, I was so horny that I had to go to the bathroom to quickly jerk off before I went to bed.
After this incident, I was even more attracted to her. I wanted to fuck her desperately. The following morning, she made no mention of our â�ï¿& frac12;dancingâ&i uml;¿½ï&iqu est;½, and acted as if nothing had happened.
My SIL is lovely company. My wife and I would sit with her and chat about all sorts of things. One day, we were sitting in our back yard, and the conversation drifted into movies, and I had confessed that I didnâï¿&frac 12;�t watch � ;Finding Nemoâ�ï&ique st;½, which both the sisters loved. My SIL suggested that we should watch the movie tonight. We played it. It was winter, and we had only two blankets at home to keep us warm. We didnÃ¢ï¿½ï¿ ½t need more than that because we didnâ�ï&iq uest;½t usually have more than one guest. My wife and I took one blanket and my SIL got one. We were huddled on one couch and were watching the movie. After watching for some time, my wife declared that she was sleepy and went upstairs to sleep. She is pretty disciplined and she had to get up early next day. We let her go, but there was one problem âï¿&fra c12;� we only had one blanket. I told my SIL she could keep the one she had, but she playfully told me â�ï¿&frac1 2;You donâ�ï¿& frac12;t have to be coldâ� �. I didnâï¿&f rac12;�t protest â�ï¿&f rac12; I was more than happy to snuggle with my sexy SIL. I snuck underneath the covers with her, and I was already hard. Her sweet perfume didnâ� �t help either. Her soft hair was now falling on my shoulder. I was afraid to make a move because there was no alcohol now â� ;� we were both sober. After a few minutes of contemplating, I put my arm over her shoulder, with my palm barely touching her breast. I would remove it if she resisted. She stirred, and my heart skipped a beat â�&i uml;¿½ I was afraid I pushed it too far, but instead, she said â�ï& iquest;½my hands are cold, hold me.â�ï&iques t;½ Her hands were so small that I took both into my left hand, but I didnâ�&iu ml;¿½t remove the one I had around her. Her hands were so fragile, beautifully supple, and much smaller than those of my wife. I was painfully erect now. But I now noticed somethingâ�Â&b rvbar;her breathing was getting more and more labored. I knew I had her now, but for few more agonizing moments, we were still, and then I slowly inserted my hand into her top and cupped her breast fully. She let out a loud moan, and then I pulled her on top of me - I noticed she was so much lighter than my wife.
I started kissing her. I drank from her lips â�ï¿&frac 12; those lips that have tormented me for so long. And they felt more amazing than I had imagined. I explored every inch of her body, planting kisses everywhere on her young, soft skin. I laid her down on the couch, and lay on top of her, pinning her down with my weight as I felt a little gasp of air squeezed out of her. I penetrated her as I stared into her eyes, which had an expression of excitement, lust and fear. Fear because my wife was sleeping upstairs, and she could come down any minute. To me, this only added to the excitement. Soon, I came inside her, gushing and relieving all the tension built up over the many months. After we both came, we went at it again. We muted the movie and fucked again, listening for any footsteps.
After that episode, we fucked whenever we had a chance. She even started wearing skirts to give me easier access. Even a few minutes would be sufficient. I would drop my shorts, hike up her skirt, pull her panties down and start fucking. The anticipation would work us up so much that we didnâ�&i uml;¿½t need foreplay â�ï¿&fra c12; we went straight into the act, panting and pounding, and we could shudder to an orgasm in minutes.
As time went by, we only got bolder. Once, we went to the movies, and I was sitting between my two ladies. I had the popcorn on my lap for easy access to everyone. Soon as the movie started, my SILâ�ï¿&frac 12;s hand would â�ï&i quest;½accidentally&Ati lde;¢ï¿&frac1 2;� graze my dick. During a loud scene, she jerked me off from over my pants.
We have been doing this for a few months now, but my wife is none wiser. My wife has the nose of a hound, and she would have found out if I were fucking around with another woman, but my SIL shares clothes and perfumes with my wife. So even she didnâ�&i uml;¿½t notice.
Although this all sounds perverted, I still love my wife dearly. I donâ�ï&iqu est;½t even feel guilty. I am only relieving some sexual stress. I simply donâ� �t believe that humans are wired to be monogamists. Fucking around is fun, but comes with the risk of disease. But if we are fucking only the people who we intimately know and trust, the risk is non-existent.
When my wife got pregnant, my SIL moved in with us to help my wife around. And she ended up helping me more. My wife could not have sex with me, and my SIL was more than ready to oblige. Because I could not have sex with my wife, I fucked my SIL even more.
I want to confess to my wife so that we could have a threesome. The idea gets me so hard that I had to jerk off before writing this. I have discussed this with my SIL, and she thought it was very sexy. I know my wife will be upset, but I am sure she will come to terms with it, because it is two of the most important people in her life we are talking about.
What do you guys think?
After about 6 months away from home, she came back to visit us in her winter break for a few weeks. Being away from home, having to make her own food, and long walks to her university from her studio helped her lose a lot of weight. She went from plump to sexy â�ï ;¿½ and that is when I noticed her sexuality. Until then I didnâ�ï& iquest;½t think much of her.
Everyone was asking her about her studies when she came back, but I asked if she had a boyfriend in the new town. She said she never would dare to think of a boy friend, as her conservative mother would kill her. I kept asking her, why a woman as pretty as her does not have a boy friend. She just brushed my question away with a coy smile. But I was sure that she was seeing someone.
After her studied were complete, she moved back to her parents, but spent most of the evenings and weekends with us. I donâ�ï&iques t;½t know when, but over time, I became more and more attracted to her. She would torment me with her sexy smiles, and unintentional show of skin. I even started fantasizing about fucking her. I would jerk off to family photos with her in them. I would touch her at every chance I hadâ�&A circ;¦putting an arm around her shoulder or waistâï¿&frac1 2;¦poking herâï¿&frac 12;¦and she didnâï¿&f rac12;�t mind. I also noticed she got flirtier with me. She would hold my hand, or push her breasts up my arm, and this encouraged me more.
One night, we went to a club. While my wife and I were not interested in dancing, but my wife told me to dance with her sister to be her chaperone and keep other boys away. She went away, and sat in the lounge. My SIL was mostly drunk by now. I am not much of a dancer, and I awkwardly held her hips lightly as she did the dancing. She started dancing more aggressively, and started grinding her ass into my already painfully erect dick. I wasnâ�ï¿& frac12;t sure if she had noticed because of the alcohol, but it was pretty obvious by now. I started to feel her up, and she didnÃ¢ï¿½ï¿ ½t protest. Instead, she turned around and put her arms around me, and started rubbing her hands all over me. When her hands momentarily touched my erection, I almost ejaculated. My hands were now on her waist, and slowly wandered down her ass. She was so soft, but firm and juicy. I wanted to rip her dress off and fuck her right there. I was totally turned on by then, and I was about to put my hands under her dress, when I spotted my wife over a distance walking towards us. She said it was time to go home�sh e was tired. When we came back from the club, I was so horny that I had to go to the bathroom to quickly jerk off before I went to bed.
After this incident, I was even more attracted to her. I wanted to fuck her desperately. The following morning, she made no mention of our â�ï¿& frac12;dancingâ&i uml;¿½ï&iqu est;½, and acted as if nothing had happened.
My SIL is lovely company. My wife and I would sit with her and chat about all sorts of things. One day, we were sitting in our back yard, and the conversation drifted into movies, and I had confessed that I didnâï¿&frac 12;�t watch � ;Finding Nemoâ�ï&ique st;½, which both the sisters loved. My SIL suggested that we should watch the movie tonight. We played it. It was winter, and we had only two blankets at home to keep us warm. We didnÃ¢ï¿½ï¿ ½t need more than that because we didnâ�ï&iq uest;½t usually have more than one guest. My wife and I took one blanket and my SIL got one. We were huddled on one couch and were watching the movie. After watching for some time, my wife declared that she was sleepy and went upstairs to sleep. She is pretty disciplined and she had to get up early next day. We let her go, but there was one problem âï¿&fra c12;� we only had one blanket. I told my SIL she could keep the one she had, but she playfully told me â�ï¿&frac1 2;You donâ�ï¿& frac12;t have to be coldâ� �. I didnâï¿&f rac12;�t protest â�ï¿&f rac12; I was more than happy to snuggle with my sexy SIL. I snuck underneath the covers with her, and I was already hard. Her sweet perfume didnâ� �t help either. Her soft hair was now falling on my shoulder. I was afraid to make a move because there was no alcohol now â� ;� we were both sober. After a few minutes of contemplating, I put my arm over her shoulder, with my palm barely touching her breast. I would remove it if she resisted. She stirred, and my heart skipped a beat â�&i uml;¿½ I was afraid I pushed it too far, but instead, she said â�ï& iquest;½my hands are cold, hold me.â�ï&iques t;½ Her hands were so small that I took both into my left hand, but I didnâ�&iu ml;¿½t remove the one I had around her. Her hands were so fragile, beautifully supple, and much smaller than those of my wife. I was painfully erect now. But I now noticed somethingâ�Â&b rvbar;her breathing was getting more and more labored. I knew I had her now, but for few more agonizing moments, we were still, and then I slowly inserted my hand into her top and cupped her breast fully. She let out a loud moan, and then I pulled her on top of me - I noticed she was so much lighter than my wife.
I started kissing her. I drank from her lips â�ï¿&frac 12; those lips that have tormented me for so long. And they felt more amazing than I had imagined. I explored every inch of her body, planting kisses everywhere on her young, soft skin. I laid her down on the couch, and lay on top of her, pinning her down with my weight as I felt a little gasp of air squeezed out of her. I penetrated her as I stared into her eyes, which had an expression of excitement, lust and fear. Fear because my wife was sleeping upstairs, and she could come down any minute. To me, this only added to the excitement. Soon, I came inside her, gushing and relieving all the tension built up over the many months. After we both came, we went at it again. We muted the movie and fucked again, listening for any footsteps.
After that episode, we fucked whenever we had a chance. She even started wearing skirts to give me easier access. Even a few minutes would be sufficient. I would drop my shorts, hike up her skirt, pull her panties down and start fucking. The anticipation would work us up so much that we didnâ�&i uml;¿½t need foreplay â�ï¿&fra c12; we went straight into the act, panting and pounding, and we could shudder to an orgasm in minutes.
As time went by, we only got bolder. Once, we went to the movies, and I was sitting between my two ladies. I had the popcorn on my lap for easy access to everyone. Soon as the movie started, my SILâ�ï¿&frac 12;s hand would â�ï&i quest;½accidentally&Ati lde;¢ï¿&frac1 2;� graze my dick. During a loud scene, she jerked me off from over my pants.
We have been doing this for a few months now, but my wife is none wiser. My wife has the nose of a hound, and she would have found out if I were fucking around with another woman, but my SIL shares clothes and perfumes with my wife. So even she didnâ�&i uml;¿½t notice.
Although this all sounds perverted, I still love my wife dearly. I donâ�ï&iqu est;½t even feel guilty. I am only relieving some sexual stress. I simply donâ� �t believe that humans are wired to be monogamists. Fucking around is fun, but comes with the risk of disease. But if we are fucking only the people who we intimately know and trust, the risk is non-existent.
When my wife got pregnant, my SIL moved in with us to help my wife around. And she ended up helping me more. My wife could not have sex with me, and my SIL was more than ready to oblige. Because I could not have sex with my wife, I fucked my SIL even more.
I want to confess to my wife so that we could have a threesome. The idea gets me so hard that I had to jerk off before writing this. I have discussed this with my SIL, and she thought it was very sexy. I know my wife will be upset, but I am sure she will come to terms with it, because it is two of the most important people in her life we are talking about.
What do you guys think?
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