[FF] I [F26] kissed my sister-in-law [F26] and then spent the next day with her making love

I posted this elsewhere but I had several people tell me I should post this here on gonewildstories too, so here it is. I hope you enjoy reading it.

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Due to the virus I have only been working part-time for months now, and from Monday through Wednesday I am off and at home all day alone. My mother and my husband both currently work and have to be in the office. (I hate this.)

My sister-in-law Alyssa and I went to university together and were roommates for our last three years. She is how I met my husband James, her older brother.

For a while now I’ve been staying away from posting and commenting on Reddit, but lately I’ve been participating more, mostly out of boredom. If you check my history you’ll find I’m a pretty kinky girl and I’m into things like race play and incest, among many others. I made a post with a link to my stories on Literotica if you want to read about my relationship with my mother which has been ongoing for a couple of years now. She lives with us and is part of my marriage now, but this story isn’t about that at all. *No incest in this post, mods haha.*

As any girl knows, it’s expected that guys will try to start up chats and slide into their DMs whenever they comment or post, and that was definitely the case on Tuesday when this started.

I was talking to several guys and snuggled up under a blanket wearing only panties and was periodically touching myself to stay on edge. I was sexting with all of them and one had gotten me to go over the edge and I had orgasmed really hard.

I get *really* wet with quite a bit of creamy discharge (sorry if TMI) when I orgasm and ended up having to change my underwear and wipe myself off in the bathroom. While I was in there my sister-in-law texted me that she was close by and asked if she could come over for a cup of tea and to catch up.

I said sure and put some clothes on, but I was still buzzing from all of the male attention I was getting online, so I kept chatting with those guys while waiting for her to arrive. I mentioned that my SIL was on her way over and he must’ve been turned on too because he told me to “kiss her.”

I had told him I’m really attracted to her and have been since university. She is pretty hot and I’ve always wanted to get between her legs, but I’ve resisted because she has said more than once that she’s straight and I wasn’t really sure how my husband would react to me wanting his sister.

She arrived and I had our tea ready and we sat down (socially distant) and talked. All the while my pussy was secretly throbbing and I was trying hard to be a good girl and not stare at her chest. Her tits are quite nice and full and I think she has to be used to pretty much everyone eyeing them.

Eventually she had to get going and I walked with her to the front door, and that guy’s command was echoing in the back of my thoughts:

*Kiss her.*

*Kiss her!*

I knew that in five more seconds that my opportunity would be gone and with it my courage. I took in a deep breath and took a step toward her, entering her personal space.

I kind of whispered, “Lissie…” (her nickname). I used both hands to pull down her mask and mine and before she could react, I pressed my lips into hers and stayed there for one… two… three seconds.

It was three seconds longer than I had ever kissed her before except for countless little friendly cheek kisses. No, this was a real kiss on the lips and my entire body was buzzing with adrenaline.

I blushed hard, even though it’s difficult to tell with my brown Filipina complexion, and she turned bright red. She quickly pulled her mask back into place and I put mine back too.

She said nervously, “Okay, well, um, I should get going. Love you, Mimi.” (my nickname)

I hissed out a quick, “Love you too,” and she practically ran out of the house as if she needed to escape. I couldn’t really blame her. A woman had just basically assaulted her out of the blue and I could only imagine what kinds of thoughts were going through her head.

I didn’t have to wait very long to find out, because not even a minute later she texted me in WhatsApp asking, “Lmao Mika, what was that? Did you just kiss me? Because it sure seemed like it. Omg.”

Instantly I was filled with all kinds of uncertainty and doubt and feared I had just completely fucked up our relationship. She is my very best friend who’s my same age and if I got her mad at me there was no telling what kind of ripples it might cause in the family if she told anyone what had happened.

I apologized and asked if it was okay and if she was okay, and got silence. It was only about 5 or 6 minutes but I was staring at my phone and going out of my mind, all the while getting Reddit notifications with guys trying to get my attention again.

I told the guy that had said “kiss her” that I did it and he seemed pretty impressed and pleased with himself for getting me to follow his order. Finally, Lissie responded saying she was driving and to wait. From the way she said it I got the feeling she wasn’t upset, so I started to calm down a little.

I won’t go into great detail here, but we texted constantly for the whole rest of the afternoon and night, and things got very heated between us, in a good way. I asked her if she wanted to come over and spend the day with me and she said she needed to ask her boyfriend.

I also needed to ask my husband to get his permission. We’re in an open relationship and I have a number of FWBs, although I haven’t been able to see any of them during the pandemic. I typically don’t ask his permission to see someone, but this was his little sister so I thought it best to discuss it with him.

He was actually pretty quick to give his blessing and wondered what had taken me so long since he has known forever that I’ve lusted after Alyssa since we moved in together in school.

Alyssa’s boyfriend was pretty easy to convince too. All he asked for was all of the details of what we did and pushed his luck and asked if he could see a picture of my naked tits, which I agreed to immediately. My breasts are my least favorite feature since I’m small (B-cups). I figured one picture was a very small price to pay to get her into my bed.

When she arrived the next morning after my mother and Daddy (I call my husband Daddy) left, things were not tentative. There was no slow buildup like you see in the movies. She came through the door, I closed it, and she was *on me*.

She pressed me up against the wall and pinned me there. She is quite a bit taller than me (she’s 5’7 and I’m 5’1) and she could easily manhandle (womanhandle? lol) me and even pick me up if she wanted to. She was using her power to hold me where she wanted and I absolutely melted.

We were both making all kinds of moaning sounds and kissing each other like we had been waiting our whole lives to devour each other. There was lip biting, tongue biting, tongue sucking, fingers in mouths, hands all over each other’s faces and down to our breasts and down to our asses. Everywhere except our pussies for now, but she was definitely dry humping me, which I loved and encouraged.

I felt like a teenager having my first makeout session when we had the house to ourselves and didn’t have to worry about parents walking in on us. It was just raw, unadulterated passion.

At one point she looked down into my eyes and said, “What took you so long to kiss me? Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?”

I laughed and said well you could’ve kissed me anytime too, you dumb bitch. We both laughed at that and I took the opportunity to turn and lead her by the hand to my bedroom.

Even though she is taller, I have known for a long time that underneath all of her cool bravado there is a submissive slut within her, hidden away. I have found with other women I am typically dominant and I decided to test the waters with Alyssa.

“Strip for me,” I commanded. I used my most authoritative voice, and she had a kind of surprised expression when she heard it.

She got a little smile on her face and made a little show of making turns and swaying her hips as she slowly revealed her body to me. She even cupped her breasts as if offering them to me when she dropped the red lace bra she was wearing. My mouth was literally watering thinking about tasting her.

When she was naked, I pushed again. “Undress me.”

I saw her bite her lower lip and knew that my theory was correct. It was I who was going to be in charge and I could already feel my power surging with thoughts of all of the fun we could have if she was even half the slut I thought she was.

Once she had removed my very few clothes I pulled her by the hand and directed her to lie down on the bed and I immediately got on top of her. We resumed our previous passionate kissing and she piped up and said, “Mimi I’ve never been with a woman. I have no idea what to do.”

I said something like to not worry and just keep kissing me, and we kissed for a very long time. There was no way we could keep up the intensity we had at first or we were both going to end up with bloody, bruised lips, and that isn’t ever fun after the fact.

I pinned her wrists above her head and began to softly kiss her, moving from her mouth to her neck, to her ears, down to her breasts, to her abdomen, and slowly down her body.

When I finally reached her pussy, she was drenched. Her juices were freely flowing and she seemed to lose her inhibitions and spread her thighs open widely for me. I lapped up her delicious flavor and made love to her pussy through so many of her orgasms I lost count.

Her face contorted into the most beautiful expression each time she crashed over the edge and I became mesmerized staring into her eyes because they glazed over with arousal. She tried looking back at me as I pleasured her but the intense eye contact was too much and she would invariably look away or close her eyes for short periods.

When she reached down and pushed my face away she said she wanted to please me now and asked if I could show her how. I came up and kissed her for several minutes and let her taste herself from my lips and my mouth. I asked her if she liked tasting herself and she said she did.

I got us repositioned and guided her. I told her to kiss and taste my skin as I had done to her, to go very slowly and to really experience every sensation, and told her to describe the way my skin felt and tasted as she went. I had her spend considerable time with my nipples, sucking on them, biting them, and touching them with her fingers.

I even took a chance and had her lick my armpits, something I rather enjoy, and she enthusiastically did it for me. She described the taste as slightly salty and “neutral,” which I took to be nice. I can feel a little connection between my armpits and my clit and by the time she had finished, my clit was throbbing and in need.

I was being very vocal and telling her in great detail exactly what I wanted her to do, and she followed every instruction as best as she could. I had her lick my inner thighs and caress my ass cheeks, and then I had her get some of my juices on her finger and told her to lick it and tell me how it tasted.

It was clear she was liking it and I told her to just keep licking around all over down there and explore me completely. She’s a girl and knows what all the parts are so she knew at least where to touch me for the greatest effect, but I needed to guide her in exactly *how* I liked to be touched for me to really orgasm.

I had her stick her tongue into my vaginal opening and push it inside me as far as she could and to use it like a tiny penis and to fuck me for several minutes. I actually got up to the edge of an orgasm just from that but she got tired and I couldn’t quite get there. It was both frustrating and immensely pleasurable simultaneously. I didn’t mind whatsoever in taking as much time as she wanted. I find the journey to be even more pleasurable than the orgasms themselves. The connection is what I seek and enjoy the most.

I let her rest by pulling her up to me and kissing her a while longer. I showed her how to use her fingers to give me an orgasm and she said my face was the most beautiful thing she ever saw while I was cumming. It almost made my heart melt when she said that and I told her I loved her and she told me that she loved me too. We’ve said that to each other countless times, but here in the heat of our lovemaking it took on much more significance.

I asked her if she was ready to go back down and she immediately went back and started licking me again. I told her it was time to concentrate her tongue on my exposed clit and she tentatively gave it a few swipes, all of which sent jolts of pleasure through me.

I kept talking to her, guiding her on how to use her lips to suck the skin around my clit and to use the tip of her tongue to flick against it, and in no time I had my first orgasm from her mouth. It was explosive, easily one of the best orgasms I’ve had in quite a long time.

I took a few breaths and told her to start again, and this time to put two fingers inside my pussy and massage my g-spot, which she knew immediately how to find and it felt amazing. I squirted and made her reflexively pull away as she wasn’t expecting the sudden warm gushes hitting her. I apologized and she said it was fine and came right back.

I asked if she wanted to try a different position and I got us on our sides and we very casually sixty-nined for almost an hour. We both made several large damp spots on the bed as we made each other orgasm until we were exhausted and dehydrated.

I dragged myself out of bed and went and got us some water. She sipped hers and said she was so tired. I said she should get covered up and rest and within minutes of us spooning she drifted right to sleep. Her little snores were exquisitely adorable and it made me smile as I listened to her deep, regular breaths.

I was thinking of how I could make her experience with me really unforgettable and I remembered she had given me a bath and body gift set for Christmas that had a bath bomb in it and decided to take out my bath candles and get them ready.

Once I had everything ready, I crawled back into bed with her and pulled her into my body and luxuriated in her warmth and smooth skin. I couldn’t resist kissing the back of her neck and before long she woke up, apologizing for falling asleep on me.

I told her she was beautiful and that she was perfectly fine and that her snores were adorable, causing her to blush and giggle. I told her I had a surprise for her and led her to the tub.

She was really excited but first needed to pee really badly and so we both took care of that and I got the bath started. We soaked in the tub until the water started to get tepid and then I ran some new hotter water. It was decidedly wonderful and we talked about all kinds of things and also touched and kissed.

Why hadn’t I made a move on this amazing woman before now? How much had I missed out on? What kind of relationship could we have had all these years if only I had summoned the courage to simply kiss her?

One simple little kiss that lasted only three seconds at the most. That was all it took to unleash a passion between us that I can barely use words to describe. Since our day of lovemaking, we have continued constantly texting and have even had several calls, one of which was a video call where I showed her me lying on my bed naked right after having had sex where I slowly gathered Daddy’s cum from inside my pussy and licked my fingers clean. She loved seeing me do that. She’s even said that this has her questioning her sexuality and is even wondering if she might be a lesbian. She said that her experience with me greatly exceeded any she’d ever had with any man. I’m not sure how this might bode for her boyfriend.

We had planned on getting together again on Monday since that’s my next day off, but she asked if perhaps I could meet up with her on the weekend. At first she was suggesting acting like teens and meeting up in my car, but after some discussion I convinced her I could get us a hotel room and we could spend both days together and then also meet on Monday if she was still up for it. The thought of being able to really sleep together and wake up in each other’s arms was a huge plus.

She loved that idea but had to come up with an excuse to be away with me. She and her boyfriend live with her and my husband’s parents because they’re both currently unemployed due to the pandemic. She still hasn’t said exactly what she told them but said she’s a 26-year-old grown-ass woman and can go anywhere she wants. I can’t argue with that. Again, all her boyfriend wants is to know the details and more pictures of my naked body, which are easy to share, although it’s a little weird that he’s seen me in such intimate ways and I’m not really attracted to him at all and will never have sex with him. It’s a small price to pay to continue to be able to explore this developing relationship with Alyssa. If I’m not careful the love I already feel for her could blossom into romantic love quite easily.

I found us a honeymoon suite at a resort that is going to cost Daddy a very pretty penny. The suite even has its own private pool, but I don’t know if we’ll use it. I called the resort to see if they would let us check in early and was thrilled to find out that we could get there anytime we wanted.

*Kisses,*
Mika

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m4mx64/ff_i_f26_kissed_my_sisterinlaw_f26_and_then_spent