"Do you really think I expected an answer to that?" Jennie chuckled, planting a kiss on my lips. "Your wife is my sister. I don't care how well she fucks you."
Oh well. But, I do care to fuck you, a second time. I thought.
Jennie began to pull her dress straps back up, placing them over her shoulder. I shot a sad glance at her beautiful tits and gave them a small squeeze before her dress covered them up. Jennie smiled at that.
"Thank you, Jennie. That was heavenly..." I said.She bobbed her head, "You're quite welcome. My sister is one hell of a lucky girl"
"No, no. I'm the lucky one. I got to give you your first sex." I said. "I'm honoured"
She smiled again at me, fixing her dress. Then, she rigged at the front, as she covered her smooth thighs. A thick lump formed in my throat. My cock was still buried deep inside her and I didn't pull up my shorts. This whole time, my wife had me silent. I picked up my phone to check the time. It was now three hours until we arrive at Jennie's college. "I'll try to catch some sleep. "Jennie said softly, "Don't get any funny ideas again, okay?" She said, winking at me as she gave my legs a small squeeze. Then, She leaned back on me, relaxing her body on my chest. She placed her head on my shoulder again. We were in the same position as we had been at the time the trip had begun that morning. The only difference was that my shorts were off this time and my cock twitched, deep inside her pussy. I stared down at her cleavage and placed my hands on her smooth legs, soon blood started to rush to my cock once again. Fresh cum still dropped out of her pussy, and her frequent movement to get into a comfortable position caused my cock to rub in and out, just a few times. Fuccckkkkk. We were in perfect sync now. Her pussy was even more wet, and I gave her tit a quick, urgent squeeze before I kissed her neck. She was moaning again. Her soft moans did something to my head.Forgetting her warning, I started to thrust into her again. This time, I had an increased sense of urgency as I pounded into her.
A new wave of pleasure crashed through her. As we continued to fuck, her pussy walls clamped tightly around my cock.I couldn't believe what was happening.
I was fucking her again!The second time, and it was even way better than the first had been. I had a hunger to claim her pussy as mine and shoot my seed into her, again.
I was still thrusting into her, about to explode for the second time when the car music suddenly went off. Silence fell in the car and I stiffened. "Okayyyyy, Y'all!" My wife's cheerful voice next to us chirped. "We are almost there!"Jennie and I stiffened, sharing a shocked look.
Fuck! I cursed. Pressure was fast building within me, but the car was so damn silent that if we dared to make any noise, my wife would definitely hear it. I shot a hungry stare at Jennie. My hard cock still rested in her pussy as our eyes met and without any sound, we kissed with our tongues. Her hands ran all over my face, with a sense of urgency. We were in panic as we both tried to hold on to this fleeting moment. "Just a few more minutes, you two." She said, still driving. "Oh, Sweetie..." I muttered, loud enough for Ciara to hear me, "I did have one hell of a time, seating here."Then, my attention returned to Jennie's beautiful face. She seemed sad as I pulled my unfulfilled cock out of her pussy.
I quickly adjusted my shorts while kissing her. Her hands roamed over my body as I continued to massage her pussy over her wet panties. As the seconds passed, I became more tensed. My body ached for more of her. Her soft boobs. Her slippery pussy. Her tongue in my mouth. Everything!"Finally, we are here!" My wife exclaimed, jolting me back into reality.
Jennie planted a small kiss on my cheek before jerking her head backwards.My breathing was heavy as I watched her in silence.
She fixed her dress, and let out a small sigh before she unlocked the car door and stepped out. Damnn it!Her warmth was still all over my body.
"Babe?" My wife called in the silence. "Are you out already?""Uh-no." I mumbled, tucking my half erect cock along my stomach, making it easy for my waistband to hide it. "I'm trying to fix my shoelace."
"Oh well. I'm out!" Ciara said, and I heard the car door slam from the other end.
Jennie stood outside the car window, smiling shyly at me. She looked even more beautiful to me, now that I had a knowledge of how sweet she tasted. Her hair danced around her, as a gentle breeze blew. Her thin dress perfectly hugged her curves and she looked away as my wife approached her. My cock twitched in my shorts, again. This was going to be one long, painful afternoon. I realized. The rest of the day went by quickly as Ciara and I helped Jennie to move into her dorm. Soon, it was time to say our goodbyes. When Jennie and I hugged, she pressed her body firmly against mine and held on to me longer than what I expected.For the second time, I took note of how nice Jennie smelt. I became horny as fuck as I pulled away from our embrace.
When Ciara and I finally made the drive back home, I took her to the bathroom and fucked her right there, under the showerhead.
I had no idea whether she noticed how aggressive I was, but that night, while fucking Ciara, I had multiple intense orgasms.
As I drifted off to sleep afterwards, an idea lingered at the back of my mind.
If had Jennie allowed me to fuck her the first time, then she would definitely let me hit it a second time.
It was obvious she has enjoyed the feeling of my thick cock sliding in and out of her.
That was all I wanted now. To make love to Jennie, my wife's sister.
Six Months Later: ChristmasAfter the day I fucked Jennie in the car without her sister's knowledge, I had always fantasized about doing it again, this time, in a much better place. I never had the opportunity to do it again because Jennie was away at college and I only spoke to her on the phone.The sex we had on the day she moved into college was one topic we never spoke about during our conversations. Everything seemed pretty normal between us.On a few occasions, she would call me to rant over some college guy who had gotten her upset. I tried my best to see her as a sister-in-law and a girl whose sweet cherry I had popped.Somehow, I almost forgot about our encounter in the car until six months later. One of the things I loved about Ciara's family was their Christmas celebrations.Every year, Ciara's family hosted a large Christmas banquet filled with food, booze, gifts, partying, and dancing. This year, Ciara and I arrived at her parents' place quite late. It was 9 PM, and dinne
"How much longer do I have to wait for..." Jennie began to ask."Just a little more time!" I said with a hurried whisper. I couldn't think clearly with the way Jennie was intentionally rocking herself against me.The music soon became fast-paced and lines of sweat appeared on Jennie's forehead as she danced with more energy.My cock twitched in my pants as she twirled and spun. The fragrance of her perfume filled my nostrils, making me giddy.There were three solid ways I could get out of this situation.Firstly, I could get rid of my boner by thinking of something else other than Jennie's soft body, but that was going to be difficult as her boobs bumped on my chest, the constant movement of our bodies against each other, and the grinding of my cock against her pelvic bone.Damn it!I was fucking horny for Jennie. She stiffened against me, as her breathing became heavier by the seconds. Each time her body rocked against me, a wave of pleasure swept through me. There was no way this bo
Unholy Affairs with my sister-in-law (8)This had to be a dream! I had to be imagining it.Did Jennie, My wife's younger sister, just tell me how much she missed having sex with me? My heart raced as I eyed her. "You missed fucking me?" I repeated. She chuckled, planting a kiss on my lips. "Yes. I missed having your dick in me."Then, she asked me to seat on the bench again while she lowered herself in a squat before me. With her left hands she unzipped my pants, pulling out my pulsing cock. "I can't believe I get to do this with you..." I panted.She looked at me with so much lust and love, before throwing a quick glance at the curtains. "Alright, let's make this real quick! This time, I'll call the shots. Okay?"I nodded as her long, delicate fingers wrapped around my shaft, rubbing up and down, just as our lips met again in a kiss. It felt so amazing. The rest of the world fell apart and the loud music which thumped from the house suddenly sounded as though it was so far awa
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Dear Roommate, I had a plan.I decided that I was going to seduce you. I still didn't know whether you were into girls or how you would react to what I was about to do, but I was more than ready to do it. One evening, before I got into the shower, I intentionally left my stuff on my bed. Barely a minute later, I heard you walk into the room. "Hey, Samantha!" I yelled. "Please, bring my shampoo."There was silence in the room as I held my breath. "Yeah. Sure. Just a sec" You replied. Soon the bathroom door opened and you stepped in. With one glance at you, I saw that your eyes are shut close."Here." You said as you stretched out your arm towards me. I faced you squarely. This was the moment I had been waiting for. "I can't reach that, Samantha!" I said. "Can you come closer?" Your eyes slowly open and you make an eye contact with me. I became self aware as your eyes wandered over my naked body. For a moment, I was worried that you weren't impressed. I intentionally fumbled the
A deal with my bestfriend's wife (1)(His wish to see his wife's friend naked comes true.)For years, I had fantasized about seeing Greta naked. She is a friend of my wife Tammy and I. She's married to Dave, a local computer repair guy.Well, she has the hottest body of any of our friends. What started the adventure I'm about to relate, was a pool party at Dave and Greta's house where Greta wore a blue bikini that was just fabulous. The two triangles on top covered her nice, rather large, breasts and the bottom covered her pussy but her smooth ass cheeks kept sneaking out when the suit moved up into her ass-crack. I had a hard time focusing on anything other than Greta's suit, which pissed my wife off. It wasn't the first time Greta had worn revealing clothes.She typically shows a lot of cleavage and has the nicest pair of legs. Despite my fondest dreams, I had never seen those breasts of hers or her pussy. We have flirted among us with occasional comments with double-meaning. She ha
A deal with my bestfriend's wife (2)She walked over to me and sat on my lap. Her naked pussy was touching my erect cock. She moved in closer so my dick slid between her pussy lips and rubbed against her clit and over the opening of her vagina.Now, I don't cheat on my wife, but this situation was impossible to resist. A beautiful naked woman was sitting on my lap rubbing her cunt on my cock.She stood up and sat on the edge of the office desk we had beside the computer. She spread her legs and I got a perfect view of her naked cunt. She was tanned brown down there too. Her little tuft of hair looked so inviting. "Eat me." She asked. I put my face between her legs and began to lick her.She made comments while I was eating her. "I'd like to see you do this to your wife and maybe she could do it to me.""Would you like that, watching your wife eat another woman's cunt? Think about it.""We could make a movie of all of us fucking your innocent-looking wife. Dave could stick his dick in
He asked you to wear a skirt to your movie date. You chose your good brown one, and couldn't help smiling at yourself in the mirror, knowing you looked hot, and that he would find you sexy. He commented on your legs, and you chatted normally until the movie started. The theater was about half full, and you were happy to see you had some privacy, as you settled into the chair.After the first fifteen minutes, he starts to run his fingertips up and down your inner thigh. You bite your lip and smile. You spread your legs slightly, enjoying the tease. His hands slide smoothly under your skirt, and begin to run up and down the edges of your satin panties. You sigh as his fingers trace the lips your pussy through the thin material. You glance about, nervous, but the other theater goers are concentrating on the screen. Within seconds the cloth is wet and your pulse is pounding in your throat. You bite back a moan as his fingers slip under the panties, and begin to caress the soft flesh
I looked down at the thin streak. It had slid past her ankle and was creeping onto the top of her foot, dangerously close to the strap. My eyes flicked back to Mackenzie. She was holding my wallet in her hand, resting it mockingly on her knee.I thought about grabbing it. What if I missed? What if she tossed it into a trash can? I'd be stuck replacing everything—my license, student ID, ATM card. No way. I couldn’t take that risk.I looked again at the Frosty drip. It was now or never.With a sinking feeling, I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue. I snagged the chocolatey droplet just before it reached her sandal strap. Flattening my tongue, I licked up her foot, following the trail up her smooth skin."Ugh," I thought. The lotion's taste mixed with the Frosty, making my stomach churn.But something else stirred. My pants grew tighter as my body betrayed me.I reached the end of the streak but, lost in the moment, I kept licking. My tongue slid further up her leg.Suddenly, a hand
As my thoughts whirred, I noticed an unfamiliar taste in my mouth. I suddenly gagged as I realized it was the residue of Mackenzie's toes lingering on my tongue. I spat on the ground several times, but it just wouldn't go away. It felt like she was still right there, grasping my hair, holding me in place, mercilessly shoving her foot in and out of my mouth. Laughing at me. I looked up and saw I was near the Student Union. There was a food court downstairs. If I ate something, maybe the taste would go away. I walked briskly inside and made for Wendy's. Two equal-length lines formed at the registers, so I picked one and waited. The smell of burgers grilling filled the air, tempering the flavor of Mac's filth and calming my nerves. At the counter, I quickly ordered a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, fries, and a Frosty, figuring one or all of them would provide relief. I pulled out my wallet and paid cash. As I started to put it back in my pocket, a voice called out. "Hey, seedling,
"You there!" a voice called out from below.I turned quickly and saw the professor staring in my direction. I froze, like a deer in headlights. Mackenzie’s feet slid slowly off my back.I gingerly pointed a finger at my chest, mouthing, "Me?""Yeah, you, the little guy up near the top," the old coot said matter-of-factly.Behind me, I heard Mackenzie stifle a laugh at the teacher's diminutive description.“To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not be false to any man,” the professor quoted with dramatic flair.I listened, feeling a flicker of hope. At least I recognized the passage."So, Mister, ah…" The teacher trailed off, clearly searching for my name.“Saplinger, sir,” I offered politely, even though we’d never spoken.“Ah, Mr. Saplinger,” he said as though the name had been on the tip of his tongue. “Tell us, how are we, the audience, meant to take these words, having come from the lips of none other than Polonius?”“Um, awesome advice, s
Dominated by Her Feet (1)Continuation of the Previous Story: Teased by My Roommate's Girlfriend.(All characters are 18 or older.)---I sat, completely lost, as the professor droned on about details of *Hamlet* I didn’t care to know. We were in the main English department lecture hall, a massive auditorium that could hold hundreds. I’d picked a seat in the second-to-last row, hoping to avoid being called on. The cranky old professor loved throwing impossible questions at random students. If he directed one at me, I was sure I’d look like a complete fool. As a computer science major, I’d avoided completing the required liberal arts credits for as long as possible. My academic advisor had suggested I’d find Shakespeare interesting.Damn!I made a mental note to change advisors. I tried to focus, but my mind drifted to the events of the previous day. Mackenzie, my roommate’s girlfriend, had jerked me off in front of an open refrigerator while Greg, my best friend and roommate, wa
Whatever the reason, I stayed on the floor, quietly struggling to pull my hand free. I tugged at her calf with my other hand, noticing how thick and firm it was, yet how soft her skin felt under my fingertips. Despite the pain, she didn’t budge.“Did you see Danny almost pitched a no-hitter yesterday?” Mackenzie asked, as if nothing was happening below the table.“Wow, that’s cool. I missed that,” Greg replied, his mouth full. “Everything okay down there, Sprout?”Just as he spoke, Mackenzie raised her foot. I scrambled to my feet.“Um, yeah, got it all,” I mumbled, holding up the dirty paper towel as if to prove my work. Turning quickly, I dropped it into the trash.Mackenzie snickered, and Greg chimed in. “Great eggs as usual, Sprout! I’m gonna throw on some sweats for the gym. Mac, we can stop by your place so you can change.”He stood, taking his plate to the sink.“Can you pour me some coffee first, babe?” Mackenzie asked sweetly.“Sure,” Greg replied.He filled a mug and set it
Spurt after spurt came out, soaking Mackenzie's panties. The lace provided amazing friction but did little to contain my semen. I caught what I could in my hand to avoid a mess on the carpet.Oddly, her teasing voice from earlier echoed in my head: You should totally come... best not leave a mess.* Just thinking about her words made my dick pump and squirt more.A haze settled over my mind, leaving me completely relaxed. That’s when I heard Greg’s voice:“Damn, that was so fuckin’ awesome! You’re so goddamn hot, Mackenzie!”With a jolt, I remembered I was crouched at his bedroom door, holding my dick in my hand, her panties drenched with my cum. Panicked, I ducked down and awkwardly crawled back to my room on two legs and one hand, keeping the mess off the carpet.Once inside, I stood up and carefully closed the door, holding the handle to avoid the latch clicking. I couldn’t decide which would be worse—her telling Greg or teasing me about it. Either way, it would be humiliating. Luck
I reached forward and grabbed an edge of the fabric between two fingers, as if it were something dirty. I raised it up in front of my face for a better look. I couldn't see much in the dim light, so I brought it closer. Then I smelled it. Or rather, I smelled her.I had never been near a woman's sexual organ before. It was as if lightbulbs went off in my brain, like smelling a rose for the first time or tasting chocolate. My penis throbbed so intensely that I thought it might explode right then and there. I quickly brought the fabric closer to my nose, accidentally brushing it against my upper lip. Shocked, I felt the wetness and pulled it away in disgust. Yet the scent lingered, transferring to the skin below my nose. I wanted to hate it because it belonged to Mackenzie, but I couldn't deny it-I was blown away. In that moment, my brain finally connected the dots. If all these clothes and underwear were out here, then they must have been naked in his room! Was Greg actually having
Only then did I fully realize how much she had gotten under my skin. My lips pursed, and my breath fumed. I hated her. I hated the way she carried herself.I hated the way she teased me. I hated how she had taken away Greg's attention and didn't seem to care about how important our relationship was. I was unabashedly jealous and resentful.Greg and I were obviously different physically—he plays a lot of sports. But in every other way, we are similar.We had so much in common and know each other so well that we're practically symbiotic. I love Greg like a brother, and we would do anything for each other.I stewed angrily in the bathroom. Who does this bitch think she is? I thought. What the hell does Greg see in her?Eventually, I calmed down and brushed my teeth. I was more tired than I realized, probably from the beer.I walked down the hall to the first entrance, shut the door, and flopped onto my bed. I was out almost immediately.---I awoke with a start to the sound of laughter t
( A short guy gets teased and bullied by his roommate's tall girlfriend )---“Mackenzie, I’d like you to meet my roommate and best friend since childhood, Sprout,” Greg announced in the entryway of our apartment. Then he turned to me, “Mackenzie and I have been dating the past few weeks.”The tall, pretty blonde cocked her head slightly. Sensing a reaction to my name, Greg continued:“His real name is Sidney, but he’s always gone by Sprout—”“Because he’s such a small fry?” Mackenzie interrupted with a wry smile. She extended a hand, “Greg hasn’t really mentioned you before. Nice to meet you... Sprout.”I took her outstretched hand and immediately noticed how large it was. Despite being 5’3” and scrawny, I’m used to women’s hands being about my size. But Mackenzie wasn’t most women. She was tall—over six feet—only a bit shorter than Greg’s 6’4”.Her athletic build was undeniable, with square shoulders and svelte, tan arms exposed by a low-cut, bright yellow tank top. Her breasts were