The sexual experiences with my husband were increasing. Of course, in front of my strict family, we continued to be the traditional couple as always. When we got together to eat with my parents and siblings, all of us took care not to wear tight clothes, calm colors, and not show too much of our bodies. One of the games we had with my husband was going to their house for dinner dressed elegantly and formally, but underneath having a body bought from some sex shop.
The only one who broke free from the mold was my sister Cecilia. With her 23 years she had a domineering personality, determined to live a new life, without pretenses or restrictions.
With an excellent body, she always wore bikinis, tight jeans, fitted shirts and whatever she felt like. Of course, when living with my parents, many times she would go out more carefully so they wouldn't get upset with her. She also didn't tell them about her boyfriends, nor when she went to clubs to dance or have a drink. Since we were the closest in age and best friends among ourselves, that's why she would come home to get ready and change before going out, even sometimes lying to my parents by telling them she was staying overnight at home, when she actually stayed with a friend or some boyfriend.
Even that sometimes limited us with respect to outings or the people we would invite over because they could appear at any moment of the night or day.
With my husband, she gets along very well too, she usually calls him 'cunt', and we always advise her to put on something that suits her or where to go. Obviously, since it's due to his personality, he does what he wants, but always with a very good humor and a beautiful smile.
One Saturday like many others asked me to spend the evening at my parents' house. She hid a bag in the trunk so that my parents wouldn't see I was bringing clothes to change and greeted them saying she was going to study with friends and then coming back home to sleep. Of course, everything was false, she was going to dance and later spend the night at her boyfriend's house.
She bathed, went to the bedroom to change and called me to give my opinion on her lingerie. It was tiny and sexy at the same time, with stockings and garters. It accentuated the curves of her body and showed off her eagerness to spend a night just having sex. Once I told her it looked great on her, I went back to the living room with my husband and she started showing off her clothes as usual. We're used to that, she always takes her time deciding what to wear and it was clear she wanted to dress up special tonight. She tried on tights, a skirt, jeans... Each piece of clothing she tried on came out for us to see and hear our opinion, but she didn't convince herself and went back to changing. Until finally she decided on a black dress, with an open back that reached just above her booty, a bit long but with a kitty that reached the limit of her thong (if this is read by a woman, she'll know how to interpret it and I hope for their comments). She was really beautiful, sexy and elegant. She got dressed up, perfumed herself, chose a golden-motif purse and high-heeled shoes matching the straps. She showed off in front of us as we praised her choice and went down to meet her boyfriend who had been waiting for several minutes.
We stayed alone my husband and I, asked for food and prepared to watch a movie since it was too late for any other plan.
We finished eating and watching the movie and went to bed, it was already late, but despite that our passion won out and we started having sex.
In a moment we heard a noise in the living room, like it was a slamming door. We got scared, didn't expect anyone and thought it was burglars. My husband came out of my room, put on his boxer shorts and quickly went to see what was happening. I stayed sitting on the bed, scared, covered only with the sheets as if that would protect me. There were some minutes of great tension until my husband poked his head through the door and after startling me, he says: “it's your sister”.
More scared still for what could have happened to her, I put on a long sweater that was nearby and hurried quickly to the living room to see what was happening.
In the beginning I noted four very clear things. The first was that my sister was crying, the second that she showed there hadn't been a night as expected, the third is that she was under the effects of alcohol and the fourth was that my husband still had an enormous erection due to the relations we were having.
I asked her if she was okay and what had happened to her and she replied yes, but that she had fought with her boyfriend. The situation was strange, she was sad and anxious and we were half-naked and excited.
We comforted her, explaining that those moments pass, that love always triumphs and all the things that can be said in those moments.
She seemed to be calming down little by little and we kept talking while my husband brought three cups of coffee. When we managed to turn the crying into laughter, we offered her to stay overnight, relax, and that the next day would be better. She accepted with the condition of sleeping with us because she needed us. We said yes, gave her a pajama, and went to bed. My husband on one side, she on the other, and I in the middle. They hadn't cut off at the best part so as soon as my sister fell asleep, my husband started touching me under the sweater and already had his member out of his boxer. He was fingering me and making me very hot but I told him to stop because of my sister's presence. It was hard to stop him, until he turned me over, adjusted himself, and pushed his member into my pussy. He put his hand over my mouth so my moans wouldn't be heard and put and pulled his cock in and out of my pussy. My breathing was agitated and I was blowing against his hand until I reached orgasm. At one point I told my husband to stop because in the darkness of the room I could hear something. When he stopped, I heard very light moans and upon paying attention I noticed that my sister was masturbating. I froze, not knowing what to do when my sister says: I wasn't sleeping guys, it's going great with your brother-in-law, keep going, I'm really hot The only thing I managed to respond with was for her to sleep, that she had taken too much and was dreaming. She pulled off the sheets covering us and I was left with my sweater at breast level, my husband completely naked with his erect member and she had taken off her pajama pants and was touching herself under the thong when she says: Do you think this is a dream? This is a dream said, pointing to my husband's cock. She was always very resolute and decided; she passed her arm over me, grabbed his cock soaked in my juices and... Masturbated. She looked at me in the eyes and said: “Can I suck it?” without understanding what was happening, I just replied yes, she took off the top part of her pajamas and got between my legs. She licked my balls, stomach, and head, it was clear that she was doing it very well and both my husband and I were enjoying it and she too. She sucked me whole and in a moment she said: “What yummy cock your sister has, does it taste like your pussy? Let's suck it together because it's very big?” I got up beside her and we both sucked it, our tongues entwined on his stomach and head and we took turns eating it and our hands met on his balls. I couldn't take it anymore and rode his cock from behind, with my back to him and facing my sister who came closer and started kissing my neck and caressing my breasts, her tongue went down until it found my hard nipples that she licked, sucked and gently bit, her hand caressed my husband's balls and cock, my pussy and clitoris while I rode him. She kept going down until finally her tongue made contact with my clitoris, I exploded in pleasure when I felt the tip of her tongue on my pussy, tracing it and passing through my husband's balls and cock that was buried in me. I got off, put her on her back with her legs wide open, got down on all fours and buried my face in her sex. It was pink, hot and very wet and her body was shuddering, it was sweet and I couldn't stop licking it, my husband took advantage of my position and excitement and from behind me he put it in my ass, I screamed and my sister got up to look. She was caressing my buttocks and watching as my husband broke my booty. My husband grabbed her by the waist, put her on all fours beside me and got behind her. He rubbed his cock against her pussy a bit and then put it in. My heart was pounding at a thousand, my husband was having sex with my sister right in front of me and she was enjoying herself. Incredible. She was grabbing me by the hair, shoulders, breasts, and hips, and pulling me towards him, burying me to the bottom, I saw her have several orgasms. My husband took out his cock, soaked in my sister's juices, and placed it at the entrance of her rear hole. She screamed and asked him not to do that, saying she was a virgin and that it was very big, but promised to let him do it next time and that he would be the first one. For an instant I thought my husband wouldn't accept that request and would end up penetrating my sister's tight anus, but instead he pitied her virgin and closed-up asshole and put her back in his pussy. I got under them, forming a beautiful and tasty 69 between us, she was sucking my booty and her pussy and I was sucking her pussy and the cock entering and leaving her interior. Every now and then, he would pull out his cock from her pussy, put it in my mouth, and then put it back in hers, until we were both called and stood facing each other with our mouths open, waiting for him to spray us with his cum. Strong and thick jets of cum hit our mouths and faces, and we cleaned up with our tongues and shared a kiss, swallowing the cum until the end.
We three got undressed, this time with my husband in the middle, until exhaustion overcame us and we fell asleep.
The next day after breakfast, I took her again to my parents' house, we didn't talk about what happened the night before. Just one comment before getting out of the car... 'See you soon, I owe a promise to my cousin'
The only one who broke free from the mold was my sister Cecilia. With her 23 years she had a domineering personality, determined to live a new life, without pretenses or restrictions.
With an excellent body, she always wore bikinis, tight jeans, fitted shirts and whatever she felt like. Of course, when living with my parents, many times she would go out more carefully so they wouldn't get upset with her. She also didn't tell them about her boyfriends, nor when she went to clubs to dance or have a drink. Since we were the closest in age and best friends among ourselves, that's why she would come home to get ready and change before going out, even sometimes lying to my parents by telling them she was staying overnight at home, when she actually stayed with a friend or some boyfriend.
Even that sometimes limited us with respect to outings or the people we would invite over because they could appear at any moment of the night or day.
With my husband, she gets along very well too, she usually calls him 'cunt', and we always advise her to put on something that suits her or where to go. Obviously, since it's due to his personality, he does what he wants, but always with a very good humor and a beautiful smile.
One Saturday like many others asked me to spend the evening at my parents' house. She hid a bag in the trunk so that my parents wouldn't see I was bringing clothes to change and greeted them saying she was going to study with friends and then coming back home to sleep. Of course, everything was false, she was going to dance and later spend the night at her boyfriend's house.
She bathed, went to the bedroom to change and called me to give my opinion on her lingerie. It was tiny and sexy at the same time, with stockings and garters. It accentuated the curves of her body and showed off her eagerness to spend a night just having sex. Once I told her it looked great on her, I went back to the living room with my husband and she started showing off her clothes as usual. We're used to that, she always takes her time deciding what to wear and it was clear she wanted to dress up special tonight. She tried on tights, a skirt, jeans... Each piece of clothing she tried on came out for us to see and hear our opinion, but she didn't convince herself and went back to changing. Until finally she decided on a black dress, with an open back that reached just above her booty, a bit long but with a kitty that reached the limit of her thong (if this is read by a woman, she'll know how to interpret it and I hope for their comments). She was really beautiful, sexy and elegant. She got dressed up, perfumed herself, chose a golden-motif purse and high-heeled shoes matching the straps. She showed off in front of us as we praised her choice and went down to meet her boyfriend who had been waiting for several minutes.
We stayed alone my husband and I, asked for food and prepared to watch a movie since it was too late for any other plan.
We finished eating and watching the movie and went to bed, it was already late, but despite that our passion won out and we started having sex.
In a moment we heard a noise in the living room, like it was a slamming door. We got scared, didn't expect anyone and thought it was burglars. My husband came out of my room, put on his boxer shorts and quickly went to see what was happening. I stayed sitting on the bed, scared, covered only with the sheets as if that would protect me. There were some minutes of great tension until my husband poked his head through the door and after startling me, he says: “it's your sister”.
More scared still for what could have happened to her, I put on a long sweater that was nearby and hurried quickly to the living room to see what was happening.
In the beginning I noted four very clear things. The first was that my sister was crying, the second that she showed there hadn't been a night as expected, the third is that she was under the effects of alcohol and the fourth was that my husband still had an enormous erection due to the relations we were having.
I asked her if she was okay and what had happened to her and she replied yes, but that she had fought with her boyfriend. The situation was strange, she was sad and anxious and we were half-naked and excited.
We comforted her, explaining that those moments pass, that love always triumphs and all the things that can be said in those moments.
She seemed to be calming down little by little and we kept talking while my husband brought three cups of coffee. When we managed to turn the crying into laughter, we offered her to stay overnight, relax, and that the next day would be better. She accepted with the condition of sleeping with us because she needed us. We said yes, gave her a pajama, and went to bed. My husband on one side, she on the other, and I in the middle. They hadn't cut off at the best part so as soon as my sister fell asleep, my husband started touching me under the sweater and already had his member out of his boxer. He was fingering me and making me very hot but I told him to stop because of my sister's presence. It was hard to stop him, until he turned me over, adjusted himself, and pushed his member into my pussy. He put his hand over my mouth so my moans wouldn't be heard and put and pulled his cock in and out of my pussy. My breathing was agitated and I was blowing against his hand until I reached orgasm. At one point I told my husband to stop because in the darkness of the room I could hear something. When he stopped, I heard very light moans and upon paying attention I noticed that my sister was masturbating. I froze, not knowing what to do when my sister says: I wasn't sleeping guys, it's going great with your brother-in-law, keep going, I'm really hot The only thing I managed to respond with was for her to sleep, that she had taken too much and was dreaming. She pulled off the sheets covering us and I was left with my sweater at breast level, my husband completely naked with his erect member and she had taken off her pajama pants and was touching herself under the thong when she says: Do you think this is a dream? This is a dream said, pointing to my husband's cock. She was always very resolute and decided; she passed her arm over me, grabbed his cock soaked in my juices and... Masturbated. She looked at me in the eyes and said: “Can I suck it?” without understanding what was happening, I just replied yes, she took off the top part of her pajamas and got between my legs. She licked my balls, stomach, and head, it was clear that she was doing it very well and both my husband and I were enjoying it and she too. She sucked me whole and in a moment she said: “What yummy cock your sister has, does it taste like your pussy? Let's suck it together because it's very big?” I got up beside her and we both sucked it, our tongues entwined on his stomach and head and we took turns eating it and our hands met on his balls. I couldn't take it anymore and rode his cock from behind, with my back to him and facing my sister who came closer and started kissing my neck and caressing my breasts, her tongue went down until it found my hard nipples that she licked, sucked and gently bit, her hand caressed my husband's balls and cock, my pussy and clitoris while I rode him. She kept going down until finally her tongue made contact with my clitoris, I exploded in pleasure when I felt the tip of her tongue on my pussy, tracing it and passing through my husband's balls and cock that was buried in me. I got off, put her on her back with her legs wide open, got down on all fours and buried my face in her sex. It was pink, hot and very wet and her body was shuddering, it was sweet and I couldn't stop licking it, my husband took advantage of my position and excitement and from behind me he put it in my ass, I screamed and my sister got up to look. She was caressing my buttocks and watching as my husband broke my booty. My husband grabbed her by the waist, put her on all fours beside me and got behind her. He rubbed his cock against her pussy a bit and then put it in. My heart was pounding at a thousand, my husband was having sex with my sister right in front of me and she was enjoying herself. Incredible. She was grabbing me by the hair, shoulders, breasts, and hips, and pulling me towards him, burying me to the bottom, I saw her have several orgasms. My husband took out his cock, soaked in my sister's juices, and placed it at the entrance of her rear hole. She screamed and asked him not to do that, saying she was a virgin and that it was very big, but promised to let him do it next time and that he would be the first one. For an instant I thought my husband wouldn't accept that request and would end up penetrating my sister's tight anus, but instead he pitied her virgin and closed-up asshole and put her back in his pussy. I got under them, forming a beautiful and tasty 69 between us, she was sucking my booty and her pussy and I was sucking her pussy and the cock entering and leaving her interior. Every now and then, he would pull out his cock from her pussy, put it in my mouth, and then put it back in hers, until we were both called and stood facing each other with our mouths open, waiting for him to spray us with his cum. Strong and thick jets of cum hit our mouths and faces, and we cleaned up with our tongues and shared a kiss, swallowing the cum until the end.
We three got undressed, this time with my husband in the middle, until exhaustion overcame us and we fell asleep.
The next day after breakfast, I took her again to my parents' house, we didn't talk about what happened the night before. Just one comment before getting out of the car... 'See you soon, I owe a promise to my cousin'
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