Sister in law

I helped my sister in law out for years around the house. Her husband is a loser and refused to take care of their daughter and she needed repair work on her car and house.

I always thought of her as a sister until last weekend. I went over Sat evening to fix her sink and she leaned on the counter talking to me while I worked. As I slid out from the sink to grab a pipe wrench I looked up and she wasn't wearing any panties. That made me so hard. All I could think of is how luscious that neatly trimmed bush looked.

As we talked she was drinking run and coke and poured me one as well. When I finished we sat down and talked while finishing our drinks. My wife was out of town, her daughter was staying with a friend, and I had nothing better to do. All the while in the back of my mind I thought about how wrong it was to be thinking of f****** my sister in law.

She had made dinner so we sat and ate and drank quite a bit more. After dinner I had lost just about all my self control. She is a tiny little woman and the liquor hit her a lot harder than me. I made my plans to escape, go home, and j******* furiously.

As I was gathering my tools she came up behind me and touched my arm, as I turned she was so close I leaned down and kissed her lips for the first time. As we kissed her hand slid down the front of my pants and stroked my rock hard c***.

Needless to say that was the end of my self control. I picked her up and sat her on the counter never stopping devouring her lips and neck. I felt her tiny pink nipples getting rock hard through her sundress and pulled the dress over her head. All the while she managed to loosen my pants and free my c*** from it's cotton prison.

As we continued to kiss she pulled me closer and locked her legs around me. As I slipped into her tight wet sugar walls I thought of how I was betraying my wife. As I slowly worked my c*** into her I couldn't stop myself. The wet silky smooth sensations were more than I could handle and I felt myself slipping into an o*****. She was wrapped so tightly around my body and I could feel her shaking. It was unlike any sexual experience I have ever had. Before I could even stop myself I felt jet after jet of hot c** blasting inside her. My b**** were well and fully drained and I slipped out of her followed by what seemed like a gallon of spooge.

And we never even stopped kissing.

The rest of that night is a blur of kissing, touching, licking, sucking, and every conceivable sexual position a man and a woman can perform. I awoke the next afternoon with her sleeping on my chest. She never looked so beautiful.

Now I am back in my life with a trusting, loving wife. And the guilt is eating at me.

I don't know what I can do to get my life back.


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  • 'tight wet sugar walls" f*** buddy. Did you write this in the 60s

  • I spiced up the language but the crux of the story is factually correct.

  • Look it was what it was and now you have to look forward. You cannot change the past. Do not dwell in the past or it will eat your life away and you will never be a nice good caring person again. Do not let it eat you away. Do not let the past rule you today.

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