Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Seduced And Fucked By My Sister-inlaw: 1

My wife's sister wanted something--and knew how to get it.

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She caught me staring, for about the fifth time, at her cleavage. Lauren, my wife's sister, just gave me a "you're-a-naughty-boy" and continued slicing tomatoes for the salad.

Lauren and my wife, Abby, are very close. Since only 14 months separate them, their sisterly relationship also took on a very close, friend-like quality. When I first started dating Abby five years ago, it would have been easy to mistake Lauren for an inseparable friend rather than a younger sister because of their easy, natural connection with each other.

My wife is lithe and willowy, with a smooth grace to all her movements. Her shoulder length auburn hair frames a cute face, highlighted by green eyes and a heart-melting smile. She is partial to clothes that drape her figure rather than the tight, clingy clothes her sister usually wears. Often, Abby wears glasses instead of contacts and the over-all effect is that of a sexy librarian.

Her demeanor matches that of a sexy librarian's, too. On the outside, she is reserved and proper. But when we're alone, she's tawdry, playful, and sometimes positively kinky. She loves dirty talk during sex. She loves coaxing hidden fantasies out of me while never skimping on sharing hers. I have also never met a woman who loved having her pussy eaten as much as Abby. Often, friendly bets between us involve some sort of sexual payoff. More times than not, Abby's winnings center around a prolonged pussy worship session. Not that I mind, of course. Her lips are so full and puffy, and her clit stands out like a little cock. And she tastes so good. Abby's pussy is by far the best tasting I have ever had.

Her breasts are perky and firm, with super sensitive nipples that stand out with only the slightest stimulation. They aren't small-she's a good b or c cup depending upon the bra-but they're not large and showy, either. A Wonder Bra can be Abby's secret weapon.

Lauren lazily pointed a finger toward the bowl next to me. When I handed it too her, her finger grazed mine and

been drinking the afternoon away and finally decided to start cooking. Abby was in the yard, tending to the chicken while Lauren and I

feeling a bit light headed due to the cocktails and the sun. But there was another reason, too: Lauren. As usual, she looked incredible. She and Abby shared the same bright, green eyes.

curves-and a lot of them. She is perfectly proportioned, with full, sexy hips, a perfect heart-shaped ass, and unbelievable breasts. Lauren exudes sensuality without even trying. She's fun, sassy, and has a great sense of humor. There were moments when I sometimes wished I

few minutes earlier it had been intimately close to her breasts and now it was close to me. I held it up in front of me, just to look at it. Because I was used to seeing Abby's bras, Lauren's looked

Lauren's voice broke me from my memories, "if you keep staring at them like that, Abby's going to get pretty upset." She was grating some cheese, the motion swaying her breasts beneath the sleeveless blouse she wore. She finally looked up and said, "you are such a letch sometimes." For a moment I thought I

You'd better go help your

didn't want to, but I knew she was right. The only problem was that my cock was now tenting my baggy shorts. I decided to duck into the bathroom to take a quick piss, hoping that would calm my hard-on. As I walked passed Lauren, she said, "My, it looks as if someone's in trouble already." This only

of the sexy smile and shimmy my sister-in-law had just given me. My balls were tight and aching. I imagined pouncing on her, sucking her nipples, running my hands up and down her body. Kissing her. Having her. I thought about what she would look like below me as I fucked her. Then

he ducked in the bathroom. Probably jacking off or something." I felt the blood drain from my face. I braced myself for the

I heard Abby try to swallow a belly laugh. "Shut up! What

so I pissed, splashed some water on my face, and got out of there only to find my wife and her sister giggling out on the patio. The rest of the evening was torture. Several time throughout the evening, whenever Abby's back was turned, Lauren would give me another shimmy and a wicked smile. When it was time for her to leave, she gave me a big hug, mashing her breasts against my chest. As she hugged me, she gave

fun day." So she wasn't mad. She didn't