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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 35 Location: UK |
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| Introduction: A wife wants her sister to be satisfied | ||
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Servicing her sister By AnythingForMistress This is a fantasy I often have about how I ended up regularly fucking my wife’s sister. I actually do fuck her regularly (or she uses me more accurately), and perhaps my next story will be the truth about how that really happened, but this fantasy seemed like it would make an easier first story. It’s my first attempt at writing any of my depraved thoughts down (they get me off, maybe they’ll do the same thing for someone else), so all feedback is really appreciated. Chapter 1 “Fuck! Oh fuck, YES!” my wife screamed as I pounded my cock deep into her pussy from behind. My wife, Rachel, is a curvaceous thirty-two year old redhead (pear shaped, size 14 bottom, size 12 top) with an amazing ass, and this was my absolute favourite position to fuck her in. I looked down at that gorgeous behind, watching my cock stretch her open as I drilled her for all I was worth. I’d been doing that for the last five minutes, and I was right on the edge. “You want it don’t you?” I asked, “You want me to fill you with my cum?”. “NOOO!!” She moaned, “Not yet, please!! Just a little longer.. Just one more... Almost... There...”. She was building up to another orgasm, and I like it if we can cum together, so I did my best to hold back, reached under her, and started aggressively rubbing her clit with my finger. That did the trick. “Yes! Yes!! Oh fuck, YES!! Give it to me! Fuck! Now!! Now!! Cum in me now!!!... ugh”. So, unsurprisingly, I did just that. I stabbed into her as deep and as hard as I could three or four times, and then just held myself there as my cock twitched violently and dumped three of four wads into her. Every time my cock twitched her body shook just a little - I love that. Sex between us usually ends something like that, depending on how long I can control myself for she will cum at least once but ideally two or three times before I shoot my load. I know that sounds like I’m making myself out to be some sort of stud, but trust me, I’m not. Definitely not. But here’s my advice for any men who are reading this story - there is a technique to it - and it comes down to two simple things... Firstly, remember that you are a man. You are going to get to cum eventually, period, so focussing on your pleasure doesn’t gain anything, for you the end result will always be the same. So, focus 100% of your efforts on her. Every time any part of your body touches any part of hers, every time you look at her, every time you say anything (whether it’s “I love you so much” or “Fuck yes, take it all you dirty whore”), every time you do anything it will produce a response in her. If you don’t get any response at all, or worse still you get a negative one, stop doing it ‘cos she’s not into it. Learn to read every subtle movement of her body, a twitch of a leg, a short intake of breath, a subtle moan, curling her toes. It is all valuable information. Learn to use it properly, and she will literally always be cumming back for more. Secondly, and this one is much more concise, always make sure that she cums at least twice before you put your cock anywhere near her. That way you haven’t even started the engines yet, and she’s already gone a few laps of the track. Admittedly, it helps if you really, truly, enjoy licking pussy (I could do it every day even if there was no sex or reciprocation after), but if you don’t enjoy it, suck it up and do it anyway, trust me it’ll be worth it. Anyway, where was I, oh yes... Sex between us usually ends something like that, and then there’s a gender role reversal where I am wide awake and she passes out. But not today... today was different... I layed down on the floor next to her and she started just gently running her fingernails along my now only semi-erection, then without looking up at me she said “So, I have a question”. “Uh, huh”. “Given the chance, would you fuck my sister?”. Oh crap, alarm bells start ringing in my head. Why? As any experienced man will tell you, this is a dangerous situation, there is no good answer to that question. Say no, and you’re suggesting that her sister is unattractive or unappealing in some way. Say yes, and you’re saying that you’d quite happily bone your sister-in-laws brains out. Like I said, dangerous. Okay, her sister... My wife’s sister, Jessica, is 22 and is about a 9.5 on my hotness scale, she’s the second hottest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on first hand (I know that seems a strange thing to say, but I plan on telling you about the hottest woman I’ve ever seen, my 10, another time). 5’ 4” tall, blonde, perfectly flat stomach, fantastic artificial D-cup breasts, great ass. Seriously, if you gave me a choice between her and Jessica Alba, I wouldn’t even have to think about it. That means that there’s not much chance of my wife thinking I find her unattractive. So, I skirt the question. I give one of those sort of fake half-laugh-half-chuckles and then say “I’m not answering that. There is no answer to that question that won’t get me in the dog house”. Now, in practice, everyone knows that effectively I’ve just answered the question, but at least I’ve tried to answer it without actually answering it, right? “You won’t get in any trouble” she said, “I promise, I don’t mind what your answer is, I’m just curious”. I looked at her skeptically, “Honestly? You really don’t mind what I say”. She nodded, so I decided to go for honesty with a little safety thrown in “If I were single, of course I would, you have seen your sister, right?”. “Hmm. Okay”. And that was that. Chapter 2 The question didn’t come up again. Lately I’d been fantasising over Jess more than usual anyway, because a few months earlier there’d been a semi-drunken conversation in which she had confessed that her boyfriend wasn’t pleasing her sexually, and Rachel and I were trying to give her advice on things that may help. You can imagine where a man’s brain goes in that situation. So, the question didn’t really change my fantasy life much either. I basically forgot about it. Then one Friday afternoon at work I got a call from Rachel. She only said one sentence then hung up “I’m ovulating, get home as soon as you can”. I left as soon as I could and when I got home Rachel was waiting for me in the lounge, wearing a black basque with matching suspenders, panties, and knee high boots. Now that’s how to end the week! “Strip for me, now” she commanded. Never one to question a lady, I stripped off my clothes in record time, and she took my hand and walked me into the centre of the room. She spread my legs then walked over to the sofa and picked a blindfold. She walked up to me, smiled, and then put the blindfold on me. “Can you see anything?” she asked, “And be honest”. I could see if I looked straight down, and momentarily considered fibbing, but that’s not my style, so I told the truth. She tightened the blindfold, and I was now as blind as a bat. “No touching, understood?”. I nodded. “Now, what should I do to you first?” she asked. I could hear her walking around the room as she spoke. “Hmm, I think I know...” I heard her walk towards me, and then I felt her warm breath on my cock. I was almost fully hard already, so my cock twitched and I felt it touch her mouth. She moved away, then came back and breathed on it again. I loved it when she teased my cock like that, and she knew it, I let out a moan which was a mix of pleasure and frustration. Then I felt her tongue just under the head of my cock, lifting it. She often did that, I’ve never known why, but it feels great. It’s almost like she enjoys feeling it grow on her tongue, and possibly feeling the weight of it too. Next she did the lolly pop thing. You know, she ran her tongue all of the way up my shaft from the base to the very tip, then took the head into her mouth and gave it a little suck. She did that two or three times and I was losing it. I needed to be in her mouth. “Please!” I begged, “Please suck it!”. “I am not sure you’ve earned that yet” she replied. “Please! Please, I’ll do anything!”. “Anything?”. “Yes, anything, please just suck it!”. With that her warm, soft mouth closed around the head of my cock and she slid her mouth slowly down the length of my shaft. “Oh fuck, yes, that feels so good”. It really did, absolutely fucking amazing. She settled into a slow gentle rhythm of bobbing her head up and down on my cock, taking complete control of me. Then, I had the shock of my life when my wife’s voice whispered in my ear, “I’m not due to ovulate for another week lover”. |
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