Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Seduced And Fucked By My Sister-inlaw: 4

She squeezed my balls hard and gave me a stern look. "You've already cheated on your wife-with her baby sister, I might add. You're laying here, naked, getting off on me blowing you. You've groped my tits, sucked my nipples. Face it, John, you might as well stay and enjoy it. It really can't get much worse for you." She softened her look and added, "besides, aren't you having fun? What's wrong with a little fun?"

She began to pump my cock with long, strong strokes. As I moaned, she quickened the pace. "Look at me," she said. I had closed my eyes, reveling in the attention she paid to my cock. I opened them and Lauren was staring intensely at me, her hair cascading around her face, her breasts jiggling with her hand's motion. She looked gorgeous.

"Oh, Lauren," I sighed.

This seemed to satisfy her. She blew a little kiss toward me and I felt my balls tighten. She must have sensed my impending orgasm because when I was only about two strokes short, she stopped.

"No! Please!" I begged. "Don't stop."

"Stop? John, we're just getting started." She stood up and motioned for me to do the same. When I was standing, she kissed me and said, "give me your ring."

I wasn't sure I heard what she said, and my face must have reflected my confusion. Lauren grabbed my left hand and started to wriggle my wedding band off of my finger. "I said, 'give me your ring.' I have a game I want to play with you."

Before I knew it, she had my wedding band in her grasp. She reached down and took hold of my cock, then sashayed toward her bedroom pulling me along in her grasp. Seeing her full, round, naked ass in front of me mad my cock twitch with excitement. She felt this and gave me a wink over her shoulder. In her bedroom she said, "lay down," and pushed me onto her bed. She flopped down next to me and spread her legs lasciviously. She fingered her pussy which was wet and messy. It made moist noises as her finger played with the lips and her clit. She stuck one of her pussy soaked fingers into my mouth and said, "suck." She tasted wonderful-similar to my wife, which surprised me some, but still different, muskier. I sucked her finger clean and she enjoyed the show. She shoved it into her again and, again, made me clean it. The third time she plunged her finger into her pussy, she rubbed the juices on her nipples. They glistened with her wetness. Laying on her back, her breasts flattened some and fell to the sides a bit. She looked like my idea of the perfect woman. "Clean my tits," she said, and I did.

Then, after repeating several times, she abruptly announced, "the name of this game is 'Bobbing for Your Marriage." She held up my ring, which I had forgotten she took from me, and quickly inserted it into her pussy. With one hand she held her lips open, with the other she shoved my ring deep into her. She laughed as she leaned back, legs spread wide and wantonly. "You can only look for your ring using your mouth. Ready... go."

I had no choice. Nor did I want one, really. I dove into my sister-in-laws pussy and began slurping and sucking. I shoved my tongue deep into her but didn't feel any trace of my wedding ring-the symbol of my marriage to this woman's sister, the symbol I may have lost in many ways that afternoon. She kept on laughing and waggling her hips. "Oh, yes, you letch, deeper, deeper. Stick your tongue into my cunt to find your precious wedding ring. It's in there somewhere. You'd better find it, or how are you going to explain it to Abby?" She took on a mocking tone that was so incredibly sexy in it's humiliation, "Oh, by the way honey, I'm not wearing my wedding ring because I lost it in your baby sister's cunt.' How I'd love to be there when you try to explain that one!"

I panicked. However, my panic only seemed to increase my desire. So many emotions were swirling around in my head that I felt I would short circuit. I stretched my tongue so deep into her I thought it would rip from my mouth. Every once and a while I would feel it, just out of my reach. Still, Lauren taunted me.

"Oh, John, you ARE good with your mouth. Abby told me all about you." I hesitated for a split second. "What, she didn't tell you we talk about those kinds of things?" She pressed my head harder against her body. "Silly boy, that's what sisters do. We talk about sex and especially our sex partners." The ring had dislodged and bounced across my tongue. I redoubled my efforts. Lauren yelp in response, then, "Oh, and am I going to have some stories to tell her about my new boyfriend." I moaned, and she caressed the back of my head. "Yes, that's it, you've almost got it, haven't you?" And at that moment, the ring fell into the folds of my tongue. I curled it back, took it into my mouth, and sat up panting. My face was a sticky, slick mess. Lauren just laid back and clapped like she'd seen her first circus. "Wow, John, you're good at this game! Wanna play again?"

mouth. It was coated with Lauren's juices. I put it back on my finger and it

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.

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

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

John. Fuck me,

Your body is so fucking perfect. You

spray of her juices coated our thighs. We slammed into each other and my balls tightened.

hissed back, "Me fucking

pussy: five years of secretly lusting after her, five years of forbidden, adulterous thoughts, five years

We laid there for several minutes, our sloppy bodies still connected. We kissed softly and when my cock finally

all

sounding

minutes in

a good run while it lasted,"

"What?"

well, I was thinking

"Shattered? Why?"

tell here everything. And, like

trouble for me to end

head toward me.

"What?"

you seriously think I'm going to ruin one of the best