And so it happened
I had sex, nope, made love to my sister-in-law yesterday and it was incredible.
I was home taking down Xmas decorations. The only thing I had to look forward to was the peaceful 30 minutes outside taking down the lights.
30 blissful minutes with no kids. No wife. No demands.
“I need you to go out” said the wife. Large glass of wine in hand. The baby on her hip and a look that said she knew I wouldn’t want to but was asking anyway. “My sister just text. She’s stranded and drunk. Can you pick her up?”
“Yup. Of course” I replied. “Where is she?”
“I’ll text you the address. I’m sorry. I know you’ve been at work all week”
I told the wife I was fine. Secretly I was better than fine. I’d developed quite the crush on her sister over the years and the prospect of an hour with her; a drunk her to be specific was a late Christmas present.
I set off in the car. I couldn’t help but wonder how drunk she was or how little she was wearing. We had always had an odd relationship me and the sister. She was always negging me but flirty when drunk and often I’d catch her staring at me. We’d have prolonged eye contact that gave me butterflies in my stomach. I couldn’t finger her out.
IM OUTSIDE read the text I sent her. A few minutes later she appeared. Tottering carefully along the path from the door of a big house she came.
At 5”9 and athletic she stood out. High heels, long pale legs in a little black dress she looked a vision. Her freckled shoulders broad and bare above her small bust and her beautiful face, her freckles, brown eyes and long auburn hair glossy and straight….I couldn’t have home for more.
I smiled as my window opened and said “come on. It’s freezing out here” she smiled and apologetically replied “I’m so sorry about this” as she walked around the front of the car. My headlights lit her up again. She was such a beautiful woman.
As she closed the passenger door behind her the smell of booze hit me. She fumbled her belt and smiled as it clicked home. “Right. Done. I’m drunk!”
“You’re hammered” I said “let’s get you home”
I I put the car in drive I was distracted as she started taking her shoes off exclaiming “my feet are killing me”. She placed her now naked feet on the dash and grinned at me.
Sisters being sisters they probably tell each other everything. So I wondered whether she was intentionally teasing me knowing I had a foot fetish?
I glanced at her feet. Her red tie nails all nicely manicured. They looked good. Good enough to eat.
“I can see what your looking at” she said smiling. Obviously I’d been a lot less subtle than I’d thought. And she was a little less drunk that I’d thought. “Ha. Well you have rather put them on display for me haven’t you” I replied.
She produced her phone from somewhere and I saw a flash. “That’s for you” she said as I saw my phone light up. I quickly checked it as I pulled on the dial carriage way. The preview showed me all I needed. It was a picture of her feet. I looked at her. Her face illuminated by the ambient lights in the car. Beautiful. Smiling at me. The eye contact that drove me wild. Made my heart race. “You’re too kind” I told her. She just laughed and asked “what will you do with that picture?”
“I’ll have to delete it before I get home…so I won’t be able to enjoy it.” I said wryly. “I need a wee” she exclaimed suddenly.
I pulled into a lay-by. Abandoned…the time of year I guess. “I’ll be quick” she tells me as she darts from the car to the verge.
Moments later she was back. “My feet are cold! Look” I looked. Of course I did. I reach forwards to her foot that had returned to its home on the dash. My hot hand wrapped around it. Her cold foot soft in my hand.
It felt incredible just to be touching her like that. “Do you want to wank over my feet?” She suddenly asked. I replied “I’ve dreamt of it so many times!”
I unbuttoned my jeans. My cock was already hard when I pulled it from my boxers and I started to stroke it gently. She looked at me, my cock and smiled biting her lip, shuffling in her seat.
“You’re so beautiful. All of you. You’re just perfect.” I told her. She smiled and told me she’d give me a better view.
Nimbly she swung her legs round and managed to get on her knees on the seat. Turning away from me, leaning forward she lifted her feet up. Her perfect long and slim toes were inches from my face.
Still rubbing myself I couldn’t resist leaning in. I kissed the top of her foot first. Then each toe. She wiggled her toes as I did, it must’ve tickled.
In this position I could see the bottom or her arse. No knickers. Just arse. Taking a moment from filling my mouth with her feet I told her how perfect her bum looked.
She wiggled it and pulled her dress up to reveal a perfectly perky bum, no knickers. She was freckled all over. Her big round gym-earned bum was inches from me. Her small and neat pussy, like a peach was pink and smoothly shaved.
“I can’t resist this” I announced before getting to my knees to. Placing a hand on each cheek I grabbed her arse. “I’ve never wanted someone more. Never in my wildest dreams did i think I’d be lucky enough to do this.” Her response was just to wiggle her bum again.
I moved closer. I could smell her sweet pussy. God. It smelt amazing. I felt my cock throb. As I pulled her arse apart her pussy lips, stuck together at first, spring free and spread revealing a glistening pink paradise.
I tentatively taste her. Thick, salty and soaked she tasted incredible and proceeded to coat my face and beard in her sweet pussy juice. My mouth and tongue teasing her clit. My nose buried in her arse I was in heaven and wishing I could pause time.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ehjcxk/mf_i_finally_fuck_my_wifes_sister_cheating_feet
Hope the sequel is soon