For as long as my wife Stephanie and I have been married (12 years now), her sister Janice and I have been flirting. Don’t get me wrong, it’s all very innocent; a longer-than-normal touch as we pass something across the table, a slight foot brush underneath said table. I like to give her a hard time (no pun intended) and she likes to pretend that she disapproves of me. When in reality, the whole family, including her, knows that I’m ten times better than the doucebag John that she married. While I get the feeling that she would let the flirting progress, I would never actually cheat on my wife.
Well we planned a trip, just the four of us, to the mountains for a week. It was supposed to be a chance for each couple to spend some time together, unwind a little, and maybe for the sisters to do a little shopping. I was looking forward to spending a lot of time alone with my wife, and saw the tagging along of the sister-in-law and her husband as an unavoidable annoyance. At least they would be in their own room. Or so I thought…
It was a computer glitch, the desk clerk said, and the reservations got messed up. Instead of getting us two rooms with one bed in each, they got us one room with two beds. And now they’re sold out for the entire week. We were all disappointed, myself included, but at least they comped the room.
We decided as a group to make the best of the situation, but John took it the worst and stormed out to “get a beer” as soon as we got to the room. As soon as he left, Janice burst into tears, melting into my wife’s arms. She was ready to leave him. Even though she loved him he was abusive, they had nothing in common, and she was going to use this as a last-ditch attempt to re-kindle the flame, which now looked like would be out forever. On top of that, they hadn’t fucked in months and she suspected that he was getting it somewhere else.
I did my best to tune them out as I watched Sports Center on the hotel room television, but I couldn’t help overhear most of the conversation, and I felt bad for her, I really did. I just didn’t think there was anything I could do. Wrong again…
John failed to come back to the room that evening, and so the three of us turned in. Even though Janice was in the other bed, my wife rebuffed my attempts to get frisky, claiming being too exhausted to wait until her sister was asleep and not wanting to risk being overheard. I had just drifted off, when I felt someone pulling at my arm. When I woke up enough to realize what was going on, I realized someone was pulling off my shirt, and then my shorts. I figured it was the wife, finally coming around and wanting to get frisky. Suddenly I was wide awake as I realized that my shirt and shorts were being removed at the same time. In the dim light I looked at Stephanie, then at Janice, then back at Stephanie. Both ladies were completely naked, looking heavenly in the light streaming in from the street. Stephanie just nodded, placing her finger to her lips in a “shh”-ing gesture. Then she pressed her lips to mine. As I was kissing her, I felt an amazing sensation that I had never felt before. Lips on my mouth, and lips on my cock, at the same time. I almost came right there, but was able to hold off. Before I knew it, I was on my back on the bed and my wife was sitting on my face, me eating her for all she was worth, pussy and ass. She was facing the foot of the bed, and I felt my dick sliding into the tightest warmest pussy I had ever felt. I couldn’t believe it, I was fucking my sister-in-law. She was riding me, cowgirl style, facing her sister. They were playing with each other’s tits, making out, while both were riding me at the same time. Admittedly, I didn’t last very long, and before I knew it I was ready to come. My wife knew it, and got down off my face, whispering in my ear to fill her sister full of my cum, then kissing me hard, tasting her own juices on my mouth. I did as instructed, and came, hard. As I did, her sister came too, spasimming hard on my cock, and we collapsed into a heap.
Feeling bad for my wife, who didn’t get an orgasim, I laid her flat on her back and started eating her out, really going to down. As I was enjoying the taste of her, I started to get hard again, and felt something on my balls. Looking down between my legs, I saw Janice’s head come up between my legs and engulf my now hard again penis in her mouth. Before long, however, she stopped and pushed me out of the way, taking my place on her hands and knees at her sister’s cunt. As she was eating out my wife, I took up my place behind her and entered her again, fucking her doggy style this time. The sight of her face down in my beautiful wife’s pussy was the most glorious sight I had ever beheld as I fucked my sister-in-law from behind. Within minutes we all came, together, and collapsed into a pile of flesh and cum and sweat.
We were sleeping naked, spoon-style with me in the middle, when John came in. We didn’t even care. He packed his bags that morning and took an Uber home. The three of us spent the rest of the week entangled in each others’ arms, and it was amazing.
I’m really glad I figured out how to hack into the hotel’s computer system…