Taking Control Back [MF] (My Sister-In-Laws: Part 2)

Wow. Thank you for all the feedback and support everyone. It is definitely encouraging for me to continue this small project.

I’ll start this post off addressing a couple of things. As for descriptions, all three sisters are about the same height, around 5’2. I’m 6’2 for comparison.

My wife Amy is voluptuous, with very large breasts and an ass that matches with a waist that gives her a full-figured hourglass. Long shapely legs from an active lifestyle. She has longish hair that is just past her shoulders and is a natural brunette but dyes it from time to time to various colors. She dresses relatively modestly normally, she does have some wild outfits for special occasions, but her figure naturally makes almost anything look to some degree revealing and provocative. Quite a few piercings and tattoos. (Yes, nipple piercings as well. No, no genetalia piercings. Yet.)

Samantha is small and lean. The only thing a bra does for her is hide her relatively large nipples from always poking through. She has long brunette hair that hangs nearly to her ass. She tends to wear revealing clothes that accentuate her figure as best she can, or loose clothes that engulf her thin frame. Piercings in her ears and nose, no tattoos.

My Sister-in-Laws, The Beginning. [MF]

Lately I have been reminiscing on some past relationships and adventures. Through the good and the bad, they have all led to who I am now. I decided I want to share my stories and I welcome thoughts and feedback about it.

My first story was quite exciting and tumultuous as it happened. There are a lot of mixed feelings for me, even knowing I was wrong.

It boils down to my wife, gf at the time it started, has two younger sisters. Over the years I have known them, I have fucked and been a lover to all three at some point. And my wife is the only one unaware.

We had been together when it all started for about two years, living together for one. We were both 24 and worked full time jobs. My gf, Amy, had mentioned her youngest sister, Samantha, needed a place to stay for a while.

Samantha was a mixed bag. 18, never employed, had been couch surfing since she turned 18, mischievous on a good day, and she sexualized every encounter in some form. I had never found girls younger than me especially attractive. Amy was the first woman I dated younger than thirty. But Samantha had a charm to her that was infectious in a roguish way.