An innocent massage for my former college athlete sister in law. Part 2 – 36M

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Paranoia was taking over. I had just fucked my wife’s sister, and now they’re alone together at home while I’m on the road.

Would Kristine tell Nat what happened? Should I tell her?

Natalie was going to kill me. My marriage was definitely over. Every time I spoke to Natalie on the phone she was short and it was killing me. The guilt was eating me alive.

Three days and two sleepless nights had painfully and slowly drudged by, and now I was standing, frozen at the door about to greet my wife. I was trying to compose myself so the guilt wouldn’t be so obvious on my face. Then the door opened.

“Why are you just standing out here? Are you ok?”

Natalie was standing there in the same red dress she had gone out in just a few days ago. I was overcome by a confusing mix of guilt, lust, paranoia, and shame all at the same time. She looked incredible. The silky red fabric clung to her toned body like a rare earth magnet. Her long, straight, blonde hair fell to the front over her right shoulder and nested comfortably on her breasts. I looked straight into her lustrous hazel eyes then followed the ridgeline of her button nose down to her lips. She was wearing bright red lipstick that matched her dress perfectly. My eyes continued to drop lower from her neckline to her chest. The dress allow for just the right amount of cleavage to be sexy and still classy, but her intentions shined through when I could see the outline of her barbell pierced nipples through the fabric. My jaw slacked a bit and I felt a familiar tingle between my legs.

She giggled. “I said, are you ok?”

I mustered up a sheepish grin. “Better now.”

She just smiled and grabbed my hand. She pulled me through the door and the show continued. She was wearing nude heels that contracted her toned calves, pushed her pelvis a bit forward causing the arch in her back to push out her already perky ass. As she led me through the house, I was momentarily distracted by some movement in the living room. When I looked over, my sister in law Kristine was in warrior 2 position, wearing a sports bra and yoga shorts. My eyes met hers and the scar on her right brow accentuated the already devious look on her face. She flicked her fingers at me motioning to follow Natalie, as if I had a choice. My wife was in motion and there was no stopping her.

Natalie continued to pull me down the hall and into our bedroom. She already has music playing; Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leopard. Her night out with friends had given her some cliché inspiration apparently, and I could see where this was going. I tried to swing the door closed as we passed through, but I was unsuccessful and she didn’t seem to be concerned with it. She gave me a hard tug and with some forced and pushed me onto the bed. She started rhythmically writhing her body, giving me a sample of her moves from the other night. She turned her back to me and started grinding her ass into my growing cock.

I had completely forgotten about Kristine for the moment and could do nothing but concentrate on my goddess of a wife. I reached up and grabbed her hair in my fist and gave it a slow but firm tug down pulling her head back and to the side, making her neck open for attack. My mouth met her neck like a vampire and I gave it a gentle squeeze with my teeth. She let out a moan of satisfaction and I reached up to the zipper between her shoulder blades. I pulled down the zipper as far as it would go and one strap slipped from her shoulder revealing her toned back. I couldn’t resisted feeling the soft porcelain skin of her back. My fingers traced along her spine and moved to her side following the edges of her ribs and met the warmth under her breast. I cupped her and moved up to feel the steel of her piercing. I needed to get my teeth on those immediately.

She pulled away and stood up in front of me. She let the other strap fall from her shoulder and she peeled the dress off of her body and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a white thong that barely contrasted with her skin tone, except for the darkened spot in the middle exposing how wet she was. I pulled her close to me, immediately putting her nipple in my mouth so my tongue could toy with the barbell. She reached down to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my pants, and pull down my zipper. I released her nipple for the moment to let her work on my pants, but as soon as they hit the floor she was straddling me and grinding her wet panties into my swollen cock. I tried to pull them to the side but she resisted.

“I want to taste you,” she said with half a breath.

She slid down between my legs and teased the tip with her tongue. Her hands were on my knees and she moved them up my inner thigh until she was massaging my balls. She simultaneously guided her head into my pelvis, taking as much of my cock in her mouth as it would allow. She was never good at deep throating, but she was a wizard with her hands, so that more than made up for it.

Again, something caught my eye. I looked up and through the dim lighting of the room I could see Kristine peering in through the opening of the haphazardly closed door. Her right hand was deep in her yoga shorts and her left was pushing up the bottom of her sports bra letting one of her tits bounce free. Her gaze was locked with mine and she gave me a devilish smile. She pulled her hand out of her shorts and licked her fingers from the base to tip, then guided them into her mouth with her tongue.

I immediately lost all control. My cock began to swell and pulsate and I flooded Natalie’s mouth with such force that she choked and cum came spewing out of her nose.

“Oh my fucking god. I’m so sorry!” I was absolutely mortified.

Natalie continued to cough and clear her throat. “That came out like a fucking fire hose!” She started to laugh and catch her breath.

I looked up again at the door and Kristine was covering her mouth while she was laughing hysterically. Her single exposed breast was bouncing as she shook. She winked, blew me a kiss and walked out of sight.

Natalie just looked up at me with cum dripping out of her nose and a huge smile on her face. “That was so fucking hot,” as she guffawed at the mess on her.

“Sorry I didn’t warn you.” I was blushing really hard now.

“David, relax. I feel like a porn star right now. Dirty and sexy and fucking used all at the same time. I wasn’t expecting that at all.”

She stood up and gave me a kiss and when she pulled away a string of cum stretched from my face to hers. She started to laugh again.

“My bad.”

I didn’t even care. I was so turned on by what just happened that I just pulled her back to me and kissed her hard. I reached down between her legs and pulled her soaked thong to the side and brought the tip of my cock to her lips. She lowered herself onto me and the warmth of her pussy felt amazing. I was rock hard again and I flipped her over onto her back. I took hold of both of her wrists in one hand and stretched them out over her head. I started thrusting fast and hard into her and she couldn’t help but wrap her legs around me pulling my hips into hers hard with every pump.

I started to feel the sensation of light touching, almost like a tickle on my taint and was wondering, how the hell is she pulling this off? Suddenly two hands were gently placed on either ass cheek and I could feel what felt like a tongue licking me between my balls and my asshole. I couldn’t really look back, but I knew it was Kristine. What the fuck is she doing?!

Natalie kept pulling me in hard with her legs and her body started to grow tense. She stretched her neck out allowing her to sink her teeth into my arm that was restraining her hands. She let out a high pitched, fiery moan and her pussy constricted around my cock. With her legs wrapped, I had no choice but but to keep pumping. The sensation coming from behind me mixed with the milking sensation in the front made me lose it again. I started to spew cum into her and she released her jaws from my arm and screamed in ecstasy. Kristine’s hands pushed on my ass like a launch pad allowing her to escape scot-free. My knees and elbows buckled momentarily and I fell closer to Natalie’s chest. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a long, appreciative kiss on the forehead, then moved down to my lips for another. She was a complete mess of cum and sweat. I pulled my cock out of her and she let out another little moan and I fell to her side.

“Wow.” She laid there with her eyes closed for a minute. “That was intense.”

“You’re not kidding.” I don’t think we were on same exact page.

Again my head was spinning. That was really hot, but what the fuck is going on? I was confused.

Natalie got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. I just laid there for another minute while my mind raced. I heard the shower turn on so I got up, collected our clothes and threw them in the hamper. I was mid stride towards the bathroom when, SMACK!

“Fuck!”

“Did you have fun?” Kristine had one hand firmly placed on my right buttock and she was whispering in my ear.

“Yeah, what the fuck was that?”

“I was just helping.” She gave me a little kiss on the cheek and started to walk away.

I grabbed her by the wrist. “What if Natalie saw you? She would have lost it.”

“Would she have? Why do you think she attacked you at the front door?”

“What do you mean?”

She pulled her wrist from my grip. “Go shower up.”

I didn’t really know what to say, so I did what she told me. She was definitely enjoying her new found power over me. I went into the bathroom, joined Nat in the shower and we cleaned each other up. Afterwards, we threw on some sweats and joined Kristine in the living room.

As we walked into the room, Nat and Kristine gave each other a knowing smile and simultaneously looked at me. I froze again.

“What?” I was incredulous.

Things were about to take a turn.

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Part 3 coming soon! I hope you enjoyed the story so far. Let me know where you’d like things to go.

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