So I live in a home with a bunch of people. In fact, just a bunch of women. I’m 22 year old guy, not fit but not fat. My wife is 23, average height, and for you pervs out there, looks like Krissy Lynn, just a bit younger and with curly hair. In the house is her sister, Hannah, 18, looks like Riley Reid, with big tits. another sister, Rachel, 21, looks like Dillion Harper, with curly hair like spot on, and her Mom, Kendra, (I don’t dare ask her age, but I’d guess early 40’s), and she looks like a skinnier Lisa Ann with curls as well.
Now it’s been about a week or two since me and Hannah had our moment. Tensions are high again, but we are a lot more open about it. There are times where everyone else is watching a movie or something and we sneak off to make out in her room. Nothing more that that yet, but I’m just biding my time. She openly tells me she wants to fuck, but I’m making sure that 1. That’s true, and 2. When we do, it won’t be for one time only. If I play my cards right here, she can be my fuck buddy for a long time.
Another story of note from Sunday. It was yesterday from the time I’m writing this, and most of the house was at church. My boss typically makes me work on Sunday, but they had shut down due to some snow, so I just took the opportunity to sleep in. Now Rachel never goes either, but i didn’t know that.
So I come downstairs in my boxers and a t shirt around 12 thinking no one is home, and I’m shocked to see her making breakfast. And I see a lot of her too. She had a tight, white tank top on, no bra, and tight fitting sweat pants as well. She looked perfect. I had an instant boner after coming around the corner. Luckily I was smooth with it and went right to he bathroom beside the kitchen without missing a beat.
Sat there for a bit doing nothing, so as not to seem suspicious. *fuck it* I thought, and jerked my dick a little to her. See the thing is I had asked her out a long time ago, before I even met my wife. We had been friends first you see, and she was a lot nicer then. But she rejected me, so I sexually thought of her often, all through the years. Thing is, I never asked why. This perplexed me at this moment. *fuck it*, I thought again, *ill just ask her*.
So I tucked my boner in the waist band and pulled my shirt over, and double checked in the mirror. Looked good, so I flushed the toilet and left.
She had just finished and was making her plate.
“Good morning Rach.”
“Oh, you too.” She smiled back.
“Listen Rach, I have a quick question for you,” I started, doing a brief pause to consider my words, “but it’s a little awkward, so if you don’t want to answer it, that’s fine”
“Okaaay?” She said, drawing the word out apprehensively.
“So, you know when I asked you out a long time ago? Why did you say no?”
She briefly chuckled. And looked at the ceiling, as if in thought. “Well, I guess it’s because you didn’t seem like an option. Not a romantic partner. I thought we went over this?”
“Yeah, but why? Why not a romantic option?”
“I guess cause you were never very assertive.”
This seemed weird to me. In fact it pissed me off a little. *not assertive? I’ve been in fist fights in front of you!?*
As calmly as I could, I raised this point to her.
“Well sure, but when you talked to me you were…. I dunno, wimpy I guess? You always just got me what I wanted, never cared about yourself.”
“That’s cause I was trying to date you, dumbass!?” I accidentally said aloud.
She looked taken aback, not angry, but not sure how she would respond yet. “I’m sorry?”
I had popped the cork, and the anger wasn’t stopping anytime soon. What I did next, I can’t explain the reasoning behind. It just happened.
“You want assertive!?” I said, pulling my rock hard cock out, “I’ll show you something assertive!”
“Ew, what are you doing!?”
I cornered her into a counter, put my right hand on the back of her neck, and tapped the back of her knee with my foot. She fell to her knees and looked up at me, a mix of concern and anger she n her face. With my left hand I put my dick on her face, and let her get a good wiff.
“Why, what, h-“ I cut her off.
“You said you wanted assertive, you got it. You’re gonna suck my dick!”
She purses her lips, but her eyes…her eyes said something different. They clearly said *You’re gonna have to work for it, buddy* so I grabbed her beautiful curly hair, and drew her head back, and angled her head downward to accept her gift.
Her lips parted, but I hit a barrier of teeth. I pushed once, twice. “Open up, now.” I said sternly. She did. I pushed inward, her tongue fighting me all the way. Not to deep at first. But then I thrust in and out, going a little deeper each time. Good lord it was amazing. A great deep throat, and she’s getting what she deserved! Eventually I was fucking her head hardcore. She was gagging and spit was falling on her tank top. I lifted her top up, and began the fuck her tits.
“More spit” I said, as it was starting to dry on her chest. After some prodding, she shoved a hand down her throat to crest more, and it dribbled down her chest. Fucking my sister-in-laws tits! It was amazing. She looked up at me with contempt in her face, but once again, her eyes said more.
“You fucking asshole, wait till my sister hears about this.”
“Yeah, wait till she hears you sucked my cock!” I replied back, implying she would be in as much trouble as me.
I had a thought, and grabbed a cup from the cupboard above, and switched back to fucking her face. She looked up at me, desire seething from her eyes. I began to collect the spit in the cup. I have her one last shove down my shaft, made her lick my balls, and had her spit the rest into the cup, it probably got a quarter full. It was time.
I grabbed her by the hair, brought her up, and bent her over the counter.
“Wait, WAIT!” She yelled as I ripped down her sweat pants. Her pussy was soaked. It’s too bad that wasn’t my target. I threw up one of her legs on the counter. And with my dick still being soaked with spit, began to enter her, clearly virgin, asshole.
I went easy on her at first, especially since she didn’t seem used to it. First just part of my head, in and out, the the whole thing, then the shaft, then more and more. Every once in a while she would look back and give me that, *fuck me* look. Eventually she was screaming it.
“Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”
I lost it then. I went balls deep, and she squealed. Then I pumped her again and again.
“Fuck you you stupid bitch, this is what you’ve been missing!”
“YES! Fuck my little, tight asshole!”
She felt so good, so tight. I thought I was going to blow my load in her, but then I heard a car door slam.
*fuuuuuuck*
I abruptly pulled out of her, slapped her ass hard, and told her to get in the bathroom, while I grabbed the spit cup. I locked the door, bent her over the sink, and kept fucking her brains out.
Eventually my hips got a little tired, so I put the toilet lid down, sat down and had Rachel lower herself onto me.
We both stopped. A noise in the kitchen.
“Rach, is everything okay?” My wife. *shit*
“Yeah,” She said, turning around and smiling at me, “just a little under the weather!”
“Well, ok, want me to put your food in the microwave so it doesn’t get cold?”
“Yes! Please do!” Rach was lowering herself on to me again, and began fucking me while talking to my wife!
“Did you see Jim this morning?”
*tell her I’m jogging* I whispered quick.
“He went out for a -uh- run a little -uh- bit ago! He should be -oh- back soon I think!”
We listened to her walk away, and then I did something that felt strange later. I pulled Rachel’s hair so that her face was next to mine, and her back had a sharp arch. I was balls deep and she moaned loudly. Then I kissed her, long and hard.
It was time.
“I’m gonna fucking cum!” I whispered
“Go ahead, Cum in my ass!”
“No,” I snarled, “get on your fucking knees!”
I forced her down before she could even cooperate.
“Open up!”
She obeyed. The sight of her , tongue out and waiting for my cum was almost to much!
“Beg for it!” I said.
“Oh my god, give me your fucking cum! I need it all over me!”
I obliged. I exploded over her face, then I drew back and forced her down on my dick, jizzing down her throat. She wrapped her arms around me, and pushed herself down. I could feel her swallowing, gulping down my load. Then I grabbed the back of her head, and forced her off. A cum trail ran down her chin and onto her tank top.
I did something really strange next. Please don’t judge me.
I slapped her across the face, not too hard, but not a kiddie slap either. She gave me a devilish smile. Then I dumped the spit cup on her head, and abruptly left the bathroom into the garage adjacent. I had some gym shorts in the car, so I threw them on real quick and came back inside. Rachel wasn’t out of the bathroom yet, and I passed straight by and went up stairs quick as I could, said a quick hi to my wife, and jumped in the shower.
Later that day we were all sitting around the table having a late lunch, and I saw something that almost gave me a heart attack. On Rachel’s face, sitting right across from me, I saw a remnant of my cum. I pointed it out subtly, and she quickly wiped it away. She gave a genuine smile. I guess being assertive wasn’t a bad play with her after all.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/a5bai9/the_in_laws_ii