And then, her tongue found the entrance to my ass. She began to lick immediately, stimulating me like I had never been stimulated before. I had tried to get Lynn to do this, but she never would. It took her dirty little sister to give me this kind of experience.
"Oh, you're a dirty girl, aren't you?" I said, unable to stop the cliché line from leaving my mouth.
"Mmm hmm," she replied, never stopping her tongue.
"You're my little whore, aren't you?"
"Mmm hmm."
"Say it. Tell me what you are," I demanded.
She pulled away from my asshole, licking her lips. She grabbed my dick back down, then looked me right in the eye. "I'm your little whore." Then she took my dick back in her mouth, sucking deeply, the water back to splashing her in the eye.
I lifted her up by her arms. I pushed the shower curtain out of the way, and lifted her leg up and put it on the bath's side. I knelt down a little bit and pushed my cock into her pussy. I grabbed the back of her ass and began to thrust as fast as I could. She was back to moaning immediately, her hands grasping for purchase on the slippery walls of the shower to keep her balance. I fucked her as hard as I could, plowing into her.
"Oh, that is so hot," I heard her say. She was looking to the side, and I followed her gaze. There in the mirror were the two of us. Her tits were bouncing to and fro, but what I would guess turned her on so much was the view of my ass, rhythmically pounding into her. I began to pound into her again, and her moans got even louder.
"You like that ass?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, her moans becoming more frantic.
I pulled out of her. "Well I like your ass too," I said. I turned her around, slapping her on that ass roughly. She yelped when I hit her the first time, whimpered when I hit her the second time, and practically screamed as I hit her hard on the third time. She covered her ass cheek with her hand, but I was already done spanking her. I was concentrating on a different thing.
My thumb shot out to her little asshole, where I had just finished fucking her a few minutes ago on the bed. It was looking a little tender and reamed out, but when my thumb began to rub it, it clenched right up.
I pulled her hair, making her arch her back. "Put your hands on the wall and relax," I said.
"Yes, sir," she said. My cock jumped a little more when she said 'sir'.
My thumb plunged back into her, loosening her up. She began to moan, and I looked at the water splashing over her beautiful tits as I began to spread her open a little faster and a little rougher. I wasted no time. I positioned myself behind her, putting the tip of my cock against her little asshole.
"Are you ready?" I asked, not caring which way she answered.
"Yes..." she moaned.
I pushed. Her ass resisted me, not wanting to let me in. I rocked against her, and soon the head of my cock managed to breach her defenses. Soon I was pushing in her one inch, then another, then another. Her moans began to waver, as if she wasn't sure she was supposed to be enjoying this. I relished the fact that she was uncomfortable. This felt amazing for me, and that was all that mattered.
The hot water still splashed on her boobs, and I cupped them with my hands. Her huge tits were more than a handful for each of my hands, and I squeezed them with glee. When I began to pinch at her nipples, one of her hands began to go down to her clit.
I pulled the shower head from its mount and pushed it in her face. "Not so fast," I said, and she coughed as some of the water went in her mouth. When she coughed, her ass clenched on my cock, and it felt amazing.
"I'll let you know when you can come again," I said. I pointed the shower head further down, past her heaving breasts, past her sexy belly, down to her clit. She moaned immediately, both her hands going back to the wall. Her body shook with the pleasure that the shower head gave her clit, and I knew she was rising towards her orgasm fast. When I pulled the shower head away from her clit, she practically wailed in despair.
"No coming until I tell you that you can come," I said. I pointed the shower head back at her breasts, grabbing at both of them greedily while she slid my cock into her ass, letting me plow her backdoor over and over.
"Please..."
"Please what?" I asked.
"Please put the water back on my clit," she begged.
I smiled as I slowly moved the water back down towards her clit. She froze with anticipation, and I moved it back up to her face, spraying her while fucking her ass hard. As soon as I took the water away from her face, she gasped another "Please..."
This time, I moved the water back to her clit quickly, eliciting a moan of desire from her. I began to pump quicker into her, wondering if I would cum deep inside that other orifice today. I began to lose myself to her motions as she began to tense up.
Suddenly she shuddered, then screamed, then her body's contractions forced me out of her. Those muscles were strong. Another rainfall came out of her as her legs twitched with the power of her orgasm. It was a wonder she wasn't dehydrated after the amount of water that shot out of her, all over the rest of the shower. At least I didn't have to clean this one out of the bedspread. I moved the stream of water to rinse away her cum and her hand immediately went to her clit, still getting herself off.
I put the shower head back in its mount while she finished climbing to orgasm. This looked like it was the most powerful orgasm of her life. It was so powerful that as I turned her around to face me, she fell to her knees. That was perfect for me. I pushed my cock back into her face and she opened her mouth, accepting the cock that had just been in her ass with glee.
I watched as she sucked on it, getting it covered in spit. "Whose ass tastes better?" I teased. "You or me?"
She took my cock out of her mouth, and looked at me lustfully. "Yours," she said, her voice hoarse from the moaning and the face fucking. I didn't care. I pushed back into her mouth and face fucked her some more. She moaned around my cock.
I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to her feet, then pushed her up against the shower wall. Her chest pressed against the wall as I plunged into her pussy, plowing into her. I grabbed her hair, smelling it. "You are my slut, aren't you?"
"I'm a slut. I'm your slut," she agreed without hesitation.
I kept pounding away at her pussy, aware that my orgasm was going to hit any second now. I clenched her hair even further. "You want my cum, don't you?"
"I want it," she said frantically. "Cum in me. Please, cum inside me." Her fingers went to her clit, rubbing quickly.
I could hear a ringing in my ears, felt the world melt away. The only thing that mattered was the pussy that I was plowing, and I was going to plant seeds, giving new life to her fertile plains. I closed my eyes as my rhythm began growing erratic. The last thing I heard was her cry out "YES!"
I spurted inside of her, my semen again coating her insides. I felt her contract, felt her open her womb to me. Another splash of semen coated her cervix, shooting halfway to her Fallopian tubes. Every wave of pleasure brought another flood of liquid from within me, and soon enough she was filled to overflowing. I kept pumping, kept going...
She fell to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth. I moaned, spurting one last fresh rope of cum into her mouth. I felt her swallow my load, moaning as she did so. She was filled in all orifices, completely full of my cum, and I loved that feeling. I wished the feeling would never end.
Soon, it did end though. The shower water brought me out of the moment as it began to turn from hot to lukewarm. I looked down at her, still playing with my softening cock, still playing with her own pussy.
I stepped back, pulling the rest of the shower curtain to the side and stepping out of the shower. "Clean yourself up and get out of my house, for real this time. Your sister will be home any minute and I don't want her finding out about this."
Kelsey didn't pout this time, just smiled. She held her belly briefly, and I wondered what that was all about. Then she looked up at me. "When can I expect to see you again?"
"Never, Kelsey. This can never happen again. I'm married to Lynn, and I love her." I nearly choked on the words I love her. If I loved her so much, why would I do this to her?
Kelsey smiled and shrugged. "Well, I'm free this weekend, and I might be giving you a call. Hopefully you pick up, because otherwise I might have to call Lynn next."
I recognized a threat when I heard one, but instead of reacting, I just stomped out of the room. I hoped she would take the hint and leave. I began to clean up the mess she had made, all the squirts, the stains, the sticky spots. In a few minutes I heard the shower turn off, and in another few minutes I heard the front door open and shut. I was glad she hadn't come in for one last try at me, but I had a feeling I hadn't seen the last of my wife's little sister...
Defiling My Wife's Adorable Little Sister
"Hey, buddy, how are you doing?" a voice asked from behind me.
I jumped before turning around. I had been doing a lot of that lately. "Oh, not bad, sir. What can I help you with?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, just coming by to see how you're doing. Everything alright at home?" he asked.
I sighed. I had known that my sales skills had been slipping, and it had come down to this. I smiled, a fake smile. "Everything's fine, sir," I said.
My boss tried to look past me, as if he could read my thoughts. He was a smart guy, but not that smart. He shrugged and put his hand on my shoulder. "Well, you just let me know if you do need anything. You've been a valuable part of this team, and I'd like you to stay that way."
I nodded and smiled. I understood the threat behind those words. A my boss walked away, I knew he was right. My sales pitch had lost a little confidence, and it only took that small lack of confidence to lose sales. There was a good reason I had lost that confidence, however. About eight weeks ago, I had had sex with my wife's little sister, taking her virginity. About two weeks ago, she had come back for more, and we had fucked on my bed and then again in the shower.
I couldn't help it, though. Her tight body and huge tits were absolutely breath taking, but her main draw was the fact that she looked almost exactly how my wife had looked when I had first met her, back when we were still in college. I certainly would never have initiated anything with her, but when she revealed that she had had a crush on me for years, she threw herself at me. I mean really threw herself at me. No man could resist that body, that pretty face, that overt sexuality.
I was weak, and she had made me offers that no man could ever refuse. I had done everything to her, and she never asked me to stop. Oral sex, anal sex, choking, fingering, making her lick up her own wet mess after squirting, shoving my cock in her mouth that had just been in her ass. She had done it all and asked for more, begged for more. Eventually, every time, I came inside her, coating her insides with my seed before shoving her out the door. She loved it.
This last time, she had let me know that she would have me whenever she wanted. She threatened to tell Lynn, my wife, if I didn't agree to fuck her the next time she asked. I had been on pins and needles ever since. I was definitely looking forward to her going to college out of state. She should be leaving any day now and my life could get back to normal.
I turned back to my computer to work on the slides for my next sales presentation when my phone began to ring. My heart practically jumped out of my chest while I reached in my pocket to answer it.
It was Lynn. Every time I saw a phone call from Lynn, I was sure that she had found out. I answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey!" she said, and I instantly relaxed as her happy voice entered my ear. "Just wanted to remind you that we're meeting at my parents' house after work this evening."
"What?" I asked.
I could hear her sigh. "Remember, I told you this morning. God, you've been so distracted lately. Is there something wrong?" she asked.
"No!" I said, a little too loudly and quickly. "No, nothing wrong. I must have just been tired this morning."
"Okay. Well, remember to go over to my parents' house straight after work. They need help moving Kelsey's stuff."
Kelsey. Even the mention of her name sent my heart racing. She was simultaneously my greatest fantasy and my worst nightmare. "Are they bringing her stuff cross country in your Dad's truck?"
"You hadn't heard? I could have sworn I told you. Kelsey decided at the last minute that she couldn't leave home. She'll be going to the state college up the road. She'll be living in the dorms but she'll be close enough to come home every weekend."
I was speechless. I thought she was moving away. I thought all my problems were about to be over, but it turned out that they were here to stay.
There were a few moments of silence before Lynn spoke back up. "So I'll see you there then?"
"Yeah. Yeah, honey, I'll be there," I said. "I love you."
"I love you too!" she said, obviously super happy. I wished I could keep her happy forever.
***
The entire rest of the day went poorly. I managed to finish the presentation that I had to present tomorrow, but when I practiced it a couple times, it came out awkward. It made me sound... boastful. I had to put that stuff in there if I wanted to make the sale, and I had to say it smoothly and confidently. I sighed as I packed up my desk. I'd practice it while moving things.
The entire drive over there, I was sweating bullets. Since taking Kelsey's virginity, I hadn't been in the same room as her and other people. How awkward would she make this? Would she be able to control herself?
I pulled up to my father-in-law's house, and Lynn's car was already there. There was a moving truck in the driveway, its back open. Here goes nothing, I thought.
"Hello?" I yelled as I entered the open front door.
"Come on in," I heard Bill yell. He appeared at the top of the stairs, carrying two heavy boxes stacked on top of each other. I ran up the stairs and grabbed one from him, and we carried them out to his truck.
He shook my hand. "How've you been?" he asked.
I smiled. "Fine," I lied, but convincingly.
"Good!" he said, happily. I had always liked the man but knew that our friendship would be over if he found out what happened. "Go grab a box. Kelsey's room is up the stairs, right across from the bathroom."
How could I forget? I remembered back to the time, before Kelsey was 18, when I had spent the night. I had brushed my teeth while Kelsey brushed hers, and she had stared at me the whole time. When I walked past her room, she had left the door open. She was on the bed, in lingerie, knees bent, staring at me, inviting me in with her body. I had slammed the door to her room, then. I wish I had just kept on slamming the door on her.
I walked up the stairs. I could see Lynn in Kelsey's room, boxing up stuff. As I entered the room, Kelsey looked up. We both froze, looking each other up and down.
Kelsey was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a short sleeve t-shirt. Over the shirt was a gold jacket, the kind that you'd see at a club. It had a zipper in front but she had it open, accentuating her tits without being immodest. It was a sexy ensemble for sure. In fact, she looked more sexy than I had ever seen her...with clothes on.
"Hey Tom," she said, acting nonchalant.
"Hey Kelsey," I replied. "Dressing to impress the guys at the campus already?"
She blushed. She knew I was coming over, and it was just as likely that she had dressed to impress me. "You only make a first impression once," she said.
"That's true," I said. I grabbed a box and headed out the door. I didn't want to engage her in conversation any more than I had to. For the next few minutes, I just grabbed boxes and went down the stairs, loading them into the truck. After a while, Kelsey and Lynn began bringing boxes down too. As Kelsey passed me in the hall when I had a box, she squeezed past me. There was plenty of room, but she made sure to get extra close, rubbing her fantastic teen tits against my body. I inhaled sharply. She smiled at me but kept walking.
Every time we passed each other from then on, she'd go in for a touch. I was being dr
iven insane by this sexy little girl's touches, and she probably thought it was hilarious. The erection in my pants was getting harder every time I saw her. Lynn, on the other hand, seemed to not care when we came close. Why would she ever worry about her husband with her little sister?
When the last box was in the truck, I breathed a sigh of relief. I'd be able to get out of here with Lynn, and we'd go home and fuck like rabbits. I walked up to Lynn and gave her a kiss. "See you at home, baby."
"Home? Aren't you going to go to the college and help move Kelsey in now?"
I froze. I turned around. Lynn's dad was right there, and his stance said Yeah, aren't you? I smiled. "Of course I am."
"Good. I actually am going home so I can get dinner ready. I'll see you there," Lynn said. She came in close and kissed me, then whispered in my ear. "Thanks again for this. I'll have something waiting for you when you get home."
I smiled. The thought of her getting sexually excited at home would help me get through the rest of this experience. I couldn't wait to get home and fuck her hard, maybe as hard as I had fucked Kelsey last time. Well, not that hard. I'd hit her IUD if I did that. I kissed her again, deeply, before turning back to Bill. "I'll follow you over."
"Sure, I'll go get Kelsey," he said.
I walked over to Lynn's car with her, and she smiled at me. "Thank you so much for helping out. I know you don't like Kelsey all that much, but this means a lot to me."
"Not a problem," I said, smiling. I watched as she drove away, then turned around to get to my car.
Kelsey was sitting in the passenger seat.
I walked over to the passenger side door and pulled it open. "Out," I commanded.
"My dad said I could ride with you."
"Well I said you can't."
Kelsey pouted, then stood up. "You're not leaving my dorm room without fucking me," she said as she stomped away.
Exasperated, I watched as she got in the moving truck with her dad. I got in my car, and followed them to the college.
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