I finally won over my sister-in-law, whom I'd been eyeing for four years.

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It all started like this: my wife and I are the same age, and we were college classmates.
My wife is the petite, pretty type. During our courtship, I always heard that she had a younger sister, four years her junior, who was the prettiest of the three sisters.
We tried to meet this supposedly beautiful sister-in-law once a year, but because our families lived so far apart, we never had the chance.
I remember the first time I met her was at our engagement. My first impression of her was a cool and alluring beauty (she dropped out of school after junior high, so her baby was just over 100 days old when we got engaged). She was about 1.65 meters tall and supposedly only weighed 52 kg. I remember she was wearing all black and had long, flowing hair.
She greeted me with "Brother, hello!" To be honest, I don't consider myself a perfect gentleman, but I'm usually quite comfortable around beautiful women, unlike some of my former classmates who would get nervous and stutter when they met pretty girls.
However, when I saw my sister-in-law, my heart did beat a little faster than usual. Plus, I was so focused on admiring her stunning figure that I didn't even realize it until my wife introduced her as my sister. My
mind was a complete mess; I couldn't recall any of the topics I usually discuss with my female classmates. Since her husband and my brother-in-law don't drink, I only had a token drink with my future father-in-law during the meal. The meal ended hastily in awkwardness and distraction.
Afterwards, because our families lived in different cities, we only had one chance to meet each other during the Spring Festival. We weren't close, and the limited opportunities, plus my mother-in-law's family's lack of humor, meant that when we did meet, it was just a few perfunctory greetings.
Although I had feelings for my sister-in-law for the first year or two, I was unsure how to proceed due to the circumstances. This could have led to family breakdown and even divorce! So, I had to suppress my feelings and wait for the right opportunity for over two years.
For over two years, I thought that since I couldn't find a breakthrough with my sister-in-law, I'd try a reverse approach and find a breakthrough with my wife. So, I would intentionally or unintentionally read novels about brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law in front of my wife. At first, my wife was quite disgusted and would say I was a pervert, telling me not to mess with my sister, and to be careful that her brother-in-law might play with knives on me (to clarify, my sister-in-law's husband works in real estate and has some connections in their small county). Later, as time went on, my wife got used to it. Occasionally, she would read something interesting and discuss with me whether what she read online was true. I slowly instilled in her the idea that... Throughout history, there's been talk of things like, "A sister-in-law is a brother-in-law's little cotton-padded jacket," "Brother-in-laws teasing their sisters-in-law is common," and "In some places, the sister-in-law is expected to stay in bed with the sister for the first month after her marriage." It's also said that having a sister-in-law is cleaner and more hygienic than going out to prostitutes or other women, and won't affect the family. Over time, my wife has begun to silently accept some of these views. So, during our intimate moments at night, I slowly guide her (I should mention that my wife and I have a very harmonious sex life; we still have sex three to four times a week on average, and each time it lasts more than half an hour). Many times, when I can't take it anymore, she begs for mercy, saying, "Honey, I can't take it anymore! Let me rest for a bit! Can we stop?" At this point, I pressed my advantage and said, "No way! Your husband hasn't finished yet. It's not good for your health if he doesn't finish!" At this point, my wife usually says helplessly, "What can I do? I can't take care of you anymore." I half-jokingly suggest that she find someone else to help her. At first, she absolutely refused, but later she couldn't take it anymore and said, "I promise you, but you can't go to a prostitute." I promised her I would never go to a prostitute in my life. But then another problem arose. I asked her, "Then who should I go to? Go out and pick up girls? Investing too much money and energy might lead to feelings, which would be troublesome. Going to a prostitute is too dirty, absolutely not." Okay.
Just as I was struggling with this, I said, "How about your sister? She's clean, and to save face for everyone, nothing will happen." (Let me tell you guys, you can't stop having sex with your wife while saying this; you have to say it while you're doing it. If you say this when the woman is rational, nine out of ten will get angry with you.) At this point, my wife probably wanted me to finish quickly, so she said, "Whatever, as long as you can get my sister and I promise nothing will happen, then go ahead!" At this point, I had to consolidate the deal, so I went at it hard for a few more minutes, asking her if I could have sex with her sister. This time, my wife didn't hesitate and said, "Let me have sex with her." I then asked, "Let me have sex with her for what?" She said, "Go ahead and fuck my sister! I can't take it anymore, go ahead and fuck my sister! Fuck her hard!" With my wife's words, "Fuck her hard," I finished. After that, we always mentioned my sister-in-law whenever we did anything.
This continued for over a year. Then,
as the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves," things finally took a turn for the better! The turning point came a year ago when my brother-in-law got married. Because my mother-in-law's family lived far away and my mother-in-law was in poor health, and my father-in-law was getting old (those who grew up in the countryside know that holding a wedding in the countryside is a very troublesome affair, requiring a lot of preparation beforehand), my father-in-law "ordered" me to go and help with some things. Despite my reluctance, I went
to their house after all the preparations. It was already 7:40 PM when I arrived. My sister-in-law and husband were there. This time, I noticed she seemed more alluring than before. I wondered if it was her clothes or something else, but she seemed more sexy. Perhaps because she had given birth, she had a more mature and sophisticated charm. After
entering the house, she and her husband greeted me and exchanged pleasantries. My sister-in-law casually remarked that her husband seemed taller than before! My mother-in-law then... She said he seemed more muscular than before. I smiled and said I had a lot of social engagements lately, and I was worried about getting a belly, so I started doing 80 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats every night. My sister-in-law said, "Brother-in-law, you work out too!" I smiled modestly and said, "I can't help it! Your sister always says I'm not muscular enough, so for her sake and for my own future, I've been working out every day!" Then my sister-in-law complained about her husband, saying, "Look at me, I'm almost a head taller than you! She always said I was skinny, but look how well-built I am now! All you do is eat and sleep, you never exercise, and you always have this big belly." My sister-in-law's husband is like a big-bellied gourd (because he's five years older than her, only 1.65 meters tall, and weighs over 160 pounds.
She's young and beautiful, so he always gives in to her). I was so happy! But I couldn't show it! So I said, "Don't just look at her bad points. Doesn't XX earn more money than me?" Her husband was so grateful! Then my sister-in-law said, "What's the use of just earning money? Being so fat, you can't do anything!" Hearing this, her husband got upset and said, "That's enough!" My sister-in-law is probably rarely spoken to like that by her husband. In front of everyone, she felt embarrassed and was about to explode. Seeing the situation was getting out of hand, I tried to calm her down. Although the conflict subsided temporarily, it was clear my sister-in-law was still unhappy. She said we should get up early tomorrow to go shopping and wouldn't be going home tonight.
Her husband was probably unhappy too, so he went home alone. After busying myself for a while, I only remembered I hadn't eaten after he left. My mother-in-law said, "You two were so busy having fun, you didn't even ask if your brother-in-law was tired from his long drive, or if he'd eaten."
For some reason, my sister-in-law was unusually proactive that day and offered to cook (my sister-in-law rarely cooks). Then she said, "Brother-in-law, don't complain about how bad my cooking is!" I laughed and said, "It probably won't be much worse than your sister's." (To be honest, my wife's cooking skills are really not good; I usually cook at home, including when we visit my mother-in-law during Chinese New Year.) Since I can eat your sister's cooking, yours must be fine too.
When the dishes were served, I found them incredibly salty and casually asked, "How much salt did you put in?" My sister-in-law said, "Not much!" She picked up my chopsticks, tasted a bite, and said, "It's not salty." I said, "That's impossible, try it again." My sister-in-law tasted it again and exclaimed, "It's so salty!" It turned out the salt hadn't been mixed in properly.
So she said, "Don't eat it, just throw it away." Looking at the chopsticks I'd just taken from my sister-in-law's mouth, I thought, "Even if we can't kiss mouth-to-mouth, an indirect kiss wouldn't be bad!" So I said, "It's okay, it tastes pretty good except it's a little salty." I picked up the chopsticks and continued eating. My sister-in-law said, "Brother-in-law is so easy to please, unlike XX who doesn't cook and is always so demanding." I said, "Whether it's good or bad, it's his good intention! Besides, cooking is so tiring, it's good enough to have something ready to eat."
My sister-in-law then said, "Brother-in-law is so understanding. I wish my husband was half as good as him."
I said, "Actually, I'm not that great either. It's not easy for either of us, especially for women who manage a household. Just be more considerate of each other." After
I said that, I noticed my sister-in-law looked at me differently, just saying, "Yes, yes."
After dinner, my sister-in-law offered to wash the dishes, but I said no, I do this all the time at home (I was being a bit dishonest about it). I could wash them myself, and she told me to sit and rest with my parents. After washing the dishes and sitting for a while, my mother-in-law said I should rest early after a long train journey. Since she had given the order, I went ahead and got some rest. Because my mother-in-law's family lives in the countryside and only has one bed, we had to squeeze into one bed that night.
My mother-in-law is quite particular, so she arranged for my father-in-law and me to sit next to each other, while she and her sister-in-law sat next to each other (I was very unhappy with this arrangement). The night passed peacefully. The next morning, my father-in-law had to get up early to help with some village chores, so he got up around 5 a.m. To be honest, I didn't notice him getting up at all. Because I'm a restless sleeper, I thought I touched my wife while half-asleep, but it felt different. Because I was still half-asleep and it felt comfortable, I didn't think much of it. In my hazy state, I only felt her remove my hand without saying anything (my wife sometimes finds it troublesome when I touch her while half-asleep and removes my hand). I thought it was my wife, so I didn't pay attention and continued touching her, only to have her hand removed again. Then I realized something was wrong—we weren't at home, and the person sleeping next to me wasn't my wife, but my sister-in-law! The feeling at that moment was indescribable! Excitement and elation completely overwhelmed me, and I was wide awake.
So I slowly moved closer to my sister-in-law, casually slipping my hand under her blanket. Worried about waking my mother-in-law or my sister-in-law
getting angry if she found out, I didn't dare move too much. Since my sister-in-law had her back to me, I was afraid of waking her with a sudden movement, so I placed my hand on her waist, afraid to move it
further. I was both excited and nervous, feeling her body heat against my waist – I was so excited and thrilled! After a few minutes, seeing no reaction, I moved closer to her, my hand slipping under her pajamas to touch her smooth skin.
Because her pajamas were loose, it wasn't too difficult to move my hand inside. After a while, seeing still no reaction, I slowly moved my hand upwards (avoid touching her skin directly, as this could wake her). At that moment, I was incredibly excited! At that moment, I had only one thought in my mind: I was finally about to touch my sister-in-law, the woman I had only ever admired from afar through her clothes—a woman with a cool yet sexy allure.
The instant my hand touched her breasts, my mind went blank for a few seconds. By touch, I noticed her breasts were indeed larger than my wife's, probably a C-cup. I didn't know if it was because she hadn't been breastfeeding for as long, but I found them more elastic than my wife's. The only downside was that her nipples were larger and didn't feel as good as my wife's.
After leaving my hand on her breasts for a while and seeing no reaction, I gently pressed her breasts with my fingers. After a while, I noticed her nipples slowly hardening, and then she moved slightly.
My heart jumped into my throat. I thought, what if my sister-in-law found out what I was doing to her? What if she got angry? I'd be in deep trouble! In my nervousness, I forgot to remove my hand. Then, my sister-in-law rolled over and placed her hand on mine. She had been facing away from me before, but now she was lying flat on her back. (My gratitude towards my sister-in-law was indescribable; to paraphrase a saying, "I thank her ancestors for eight generations!" I thought to myself, "My sister-in-law is so considerate of her brother-in-law!") While this made touching her easier, another problem arose. With my hand on her breasts and her hand on mine, I was in a dilemma! This went on for about ten minutes (this is an estimate; everyone knows there was no time to check the time). I noticed she wasn't moving anymore, so I tried to slowly pull my hand away to move on to the next target. But as soon as I moved my hand, she moved slightly too. At that point, I didn't care anymore and just thought I should get my hand out first.
After I pulled my hand out, if she woke up, since my hand wasn't on her breasts, she couldn't say anything even if she suspected something. If nothing happened and I was lucky, I could enjoy the next target! After I pulled my hand out, I found that my sister-in-law was still normal, so I gently placed my hand on her other breast. When I touched it, I found that her two breasts were different (I later heard that she had been breastfeeding and had a different diet, so one was slightly larger than the other, but it was absolutely impossible to tell when she was dressed). I found that this breast was actually a little bigger than the first one, but to be honest, it wasn't as elastic as the first one.
Anyway, it was my sister-in-law's breast that I had been longing for for several years, so I was still very excited and gently pressed and stroked it. At this time, my sister-in-law was still asleep, but my nipple was hard. My sister-in-law's breathing was obviously heavier than before. I didn't know if my sister-in-law was having a wet dream or what, but she didn't wake up.
At that moment, I wanted to explore my sister-in-law's mysterious area further, so my hand reluctantly left her full breasts and slowly moved downwards. When my hand reached her lower abdomen, I was surprised to find that although she had given birth, her lower abdomen was smooth and firm, except for a slight scar from her C-section that I could only feel by touching it closely. It was practically indistinguishable from that of a girl who had never given birth. (To be honest, at that moment, I was both nervous, scared, and excited, so I was absolutely...) I was paying close attention to every subtle change in my sister-in-law, even her breathing. At this point, I noticed that apart from her breathing being slightly more rapid than before, she didn't seem to be waking up. So I continued my exploration of her secret, sacred garden, finally reaching the edge of the "forest." To my excitement, it seemed as if it had just rained inside. Just then, I heard the large iron gate outside rattle. Without thinking about waking her, I quickly and quietly pulled my hand back. Just then, my father-in-law called out, "Time to get up! We need to go to town to buy things after breakfast!" So I got up first, and soon after, my sister-in-law and mother-in-law also got up.
After getting up, my mother-in-law asked me if I slept well last night (because they knew I had a problem sleeping poorly in unfamiliar places). I said I slept fine.
At this point, my father-in-law suggested I drive to town to buy groceries, cigarettes, alcohol, and other miscellaneous wedding supplies. Since I wasn't familiar with the town and my accent was off-putting, I was worried about being overcharged, so he suggested I go with a distant relative. However, the mother and daughter said they were about to give birth and couldn't go.
Then my sister-in-law suggested I go with my brother-in-law!
Although buying wedding supplies is hard work and really needs a man who knows the way, since my sister-in-law suggested it, I let her go! After all, she's my brother-in-law and I like her! Because she was in their local area, she spoke their dialect when negotiating prices, but spoke fluent Mandarin to me.
Although my sister-in-law didn't mention any significant progress that day, I felt my relationship with my sister-in-law had grown much closer! Until the day before my brother-in-law's wedding, my wife and son also went.
Since we hadn't seen my wife for several days, we found a secluded spot to chat. My wife, seeing how well I was getting along with her younger sister, asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice, "How's it going? Having fun with your sister-in-law? One step closer to your dream, huh?" I replied ingratiatingly, "Honey, I've been so busy working during the day these past few days, and I've been thinking about you so much at night."
Then I hugged my wife and kissed her, asking, "Honey, have you missed me?" My wife replied, "You're so naughty!" I mischievously said, "How about I check if you've missed me?" So I started to get restless with my wife's arms,
saying, "Honey, I've missed you so much these past few days! You have to spend quality time with your husband tonight!" Because so much time has passed, I don't remember the exact details, but I remember that while we were chatting, my sister-in-law came in and mischievously asked, "What are you and your sister doing here?" My wife said, "Nothing," and my sister-in-law said, "Okay, I won't bother you two anymore," and left. Then
I teased my wife, "My sister-in-law really understands me!" At this point, my wife pinched me and said, "See? You're so happy! Don't think like that!" I replied, "If you take good care of me tonight, I won't think like that!" Anyway, we were busy for half a day. After dinner, since my wife and son came over, there wasn't enough room in the bed. So, my sister-in-law suggested that my sister take the child and come to my house to sleep. We could have a good chat that night. Then, my son started to complain, saying he wanted to sleep with his mom and dad. My sister-in-law hadn't planned on having me come over, but seeing how much my son was crying, she suggested that my brother-in-law come with us. My son sleeps with his grandma anyway, so there was plenty of room.
So, the three of us went to my sister-in-law's house. Since we had to pick up the bride early the next morning, my sister-in-law's husband stayed at his mother-in-law's house for a while and didn't go back.
After arriving at her house, everyone washed up and went to bed. I wanted to sleep next to my wife, but my son insisted on sleeping between his parents. So, I ended up on the far side, to my left, with my wife to my son's left and my sister-in-law to my wife's left.
We chatted for a while before my sister-in-law fell asleep. My son was excited about the new environment, and after he finally fell asleep, I placed my hand on my wife's body, gently caressing her warm body. As I caressed her, her breathing gradually became more rapid, and her body swayed rhythmically with my touch.
Then I said, "Honey, I can't take it anymore. How about we play for a bit?" My wife said, "Forget it! My sister-in-law is right next to us. What if we wake her up? That would be so embarrassing!" I said, "Honey, don't worry! I'll be gentle and slow. Besides, your sister-in-law is sleeping so soundly, it'll be fine."
After much coaxing, my wife finally agreed, but on the condition that I go slowly and not wake her up.
So I gently moved my son closer to me, and when I went to hug my wife, I found she was already aroused.
So my wife and I began our "marital life." At first, my wife could hold back without making a sound, but after ten minutes, as my pace quickened, her heavy breathing turned into soft moans. The mattress at my sister-in-law's house also moved rhythmically with my movements. After about ten more minutes and changing positions twice, my wife seemed to have forgotten that her sister-in-law was still there; her cries grew louder and louder, and she kept saying things like, "Honey, it feels so good! I love you so much!" While
I was having sex with my wife, I noticed that my sister-in-law's breathing also seemed a little abnormal, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, she seemed closer to us than when we first fell asleep.
Then, I paid closer attention and made a significant discovery: my sister-in-law's breathing seemed rapid, and her body seemed to be moving slightly! So I increased the frequency of our "exercise," and went all the way in every time. At
this point, my wife finally went wild, saying, "Honey, I can't take it anymore!"
As soon as my wife said that, I thought of my sister-in-law lying next to us. I figured that with all the noise we were making, even the soundest sleeper would wake up by now. So, while I was making love with my wife, I intentionally or unintentionally nudged my sister-in-law's bottom with my knee (since her back was to us). I noticed that she still didn't move, so I quietly slipped my leg under her cup and rubbed it directly against her bottom.
At that moment, I noticed that besides her breathing being more rapid than usual, she was also making intermittent, soft moans.
Knowing that she wasn't asleep and was also aroused, I became even more excited, and my movements with my wife became faster. Hearing my wife's loud moans and my sister-in-law's soft panting, after a series of vigorous thrusts, and with a warm rush from my wife's lower body, I finally couldn't hold back and ended the battle.
Then I noticed that my sister-in-law trembled slightly and then stopped moving.
After half a day of this, my wife was really tired, so she fell asleep soon after.
Although my wife was asleep, I couldn't sleep at all, because my beautiful and sexy sister-in-law, whom I'd been longing for, was lying next to me! Ever since I discovered she was aroused, I'd been struggling with what to do. After much deliberation, I decided to take the plunge. So, after my wife fell asleep, I quietly slipped my hand under her blanket. Since her back was to me, I could only place my hand on her side, slowly moving towards her breasts.
When I touched them, I noticed her nipples were still erect.
I thought to myself, "This little vixen, she usually seems so aloof, but it looks like she's a lonely housewife who can't be satisfied by her husband!" So I started caressing my sister-in-law's full and elastic breasts. After a few minutes, she gently removed my hand, seemingly unintentionally but also intentionally. Then I put my hand back on her breasts. She seemed to sense my persistence and stopped removing my hand, but just held it down. At this point, I knew she was awake, but for some reason, she wouldn't move or resist violently. (What do you think her mental state was at this point? I'd appreciate any advice.) Seeing that she was ready, I quietly turned her over without saying a word (since she had been facing away from me, turning her face to face made it easier to whisper and have sex). At first, she hesitated and said, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing?
Go to sleep!" Later, seeing that I was determined to turn her over, she half-heartedly rolled over. Seeing my sister-in-law turn over, I quietly leaned in to kiss her. At this moment, she dodged while panting, saying, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing? Don't do this! We can't do this! If you do this again, I'll call my sister! My sister is right here! What will she do if she finds out?" Then I said, "Didn't you hear how comfortable your sister was just now? After I made her so comfortable, she slept like a log. As long as we don't make too much noise, she won't wake up. Look how wet you are down there! Brother-in-law, can you make me comfortable too?" Then my sister-in-law said, "No, we'll be betraying my sister if we do that." Then I said, "You know what? I liked you the moment I saw you, but I never had a chance to tell you."
But no matter what I said, my sister-in-law just wouldn't agree. At this point, I realized it wasn't the right time yet! So, while comforting her and expressing my affection for her, my hands weren't idle either.
I noticed her lower body was getting increasingly wet, and her soft, intermittent panting had turned into moans and groans. Seeing that the time was right, I slipped into her bed. Even though we were embracing through her pajamas, I couldn't help but sweat slightly. My hands then moved from her back to her very perky and sexy buttocks. After kneading her buttocks for a while, my hands moved forward, and I found that her legs were wet. Then,
I kissed her lips. This time, she didn't dodge, but she kept her mouth closed and didn't cooperate. Seeing this, I put my hand inside her lower body. As soon as my hand entered, she trembled. After a few minutes of my advances, my tongue finally gently pried open her teeth. I then gently sucked on her tongue, sometimes lightly licking, sometimes sucking, sometimes entwining.
My sister-in-law, no longer shy, hugged me tightly, rubbing her genitals against me incessantly.
Seeing the time was right, I gently caressed her, slowly waking her from her drowsiness. Perhaps she was too engrossed and needed it, for she didn't resist at all.
Afterward, I kissed her, caressing her smooth, sexy body while my penis rubbed against her genitals. Because she was very wet, I could enter without using my hands, but I deliberately only rubbed against her genitals, intentionally teasing her (that half-hearted, half-hearted state).
Several times she tried to push in, but I deliberately pulled back, and she didn't succeed.
Then I leaned close to her ear, breathing on it, and whispered, "Do you want it?" She hummed in response. I then asked, "What do you want? Just tell me, and I'll give it to you."
Then my sister-in-law fell silent again. I started kissing the back of her ear and her earlobe, while my hands and genitals were also busy, teasing her in a multi-dimensional way. After a few minutes, she finally moaned and said, "Brother-in-law, I want it." Considering it was our first time, I couldn't go too far, and besides, I was really pent up, and my wife was nearby—it wouldn't be good if she woke up.
So I suddenly thrust my penis all the way in. My sister-in-law let out a scream, which startled me. I thought, thank goodness my wife is sound asleep, otherwise, even if she doesn't divorce me, she'll have something to say about me later.
After entering, I used a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. Each time I went deep, my sister-in-law couldn't help but moan. After a while, I wanted to further arouse her primal desire, so I deliberately kept the penetration shallow. Then she said, "Brother-in-law, go deeper!" I pretended to be clueless and asked, "What do you mean, deeper?" By then, she had probably let go and said, "Deeper."
So I asked, "Do you like it deeper?" My sister-in-law hummed in agreement. Then I asked her again, "Who do you like to be penetrated deeper?" My sister-in-law said, "You." So I asked her again, "Who?" At this point, I stopped. My sister-in-law, who was halfway through, saw me stop and said, "Hurry up!" I said, "Hurry up!" At this point, my sister-in-law probably couldn't take it anymore and said, "Brother-in-law, hurry up and penetrate me!" After my sister-in-law said that, I launched an attack on my sister-in-law at a super fast frequency (definitely no less than two times per second).
Then I asked my sister-in-law, "Do you like your brother-in-law fucking you?" My sister-in-law said without hesitation, "Yes." At this point, my sister-in-law's moans were almost continuous. So I asked her again, "Do you like your brother-in-law fucking you or do you like being fucked by your husband?" My sister-in-law said, "I like my brother-in-law, I like being fucked by my brother-in-law."
Then I continued to ask my sister-in-law, "Is your brother-in-law's penis bigger or your husband's?" My sister-in-law said, "My brother-in-law's penis is bigger, my brother-in-law's penis is better!" Then I joked, "You seem so serious and aloof during the day, but I never expected you to be so slutty in bed!" My sister-in-law then said, "Brother-in-law, hurry up, hurry up, I can't take it anymore, fuck me to death!" I then asked her where she couldn't take it anymore. She said, "Down there." I deliberately asked, "Down there?" I noticed she was hugging my back tightly, her nails almost digging into my flesh! I knew her orgasm was imminent! So I pressed my advantage and asked her, "Is your little cunt uncomfortable and you want your brother-in-law's big cock inside?
" Surprisingly, she cooperated, saying she wanted her brother-in-law's big cock to thrust into her little cunt hard. Actually, I was exhausted by then and didn't want to waste time, so I increased the frequency and intensity. After about ten minutes, I felt her cunt contract, and a warm gush of fluid shot out from inside her. To be honest, she almost made me ejaculate, but I quickly took a breath, distracted myself, and held back.
At that moment, I felt both tense and comfortable! (I don't know about other guys, but when my sister-in-law climaxed, it felt like someone was gently squeezing inside me, it was so comfortable). After about a minute inside her, I felt the rush had passed.
I asked her, "You little slut, how was it? Are you satisfied?" She said coquettishly, "You're so annoying! What do you think? You almost suffocated me! The more I told you to stop, the faster you went. I've never felt like this before."
Then I asked her, "Whose penis is bigger, mine or your husband's?" She told me, "Yous is bigger than my husband's, and you last much longer."
She said her husband only lasts about ten minutes, and not very strong! After saying all that, I said, "You're satisfied, but your husband isn't. I think you've rested enough, shall we continue?" Then she said, "Really? How long have you been going on? It must have been forty or fifty minutes, and you were so fast!"
I told my brother-in-law it was okay, he'd recovered, and I figured he could last another twenty minutes or so.
Then my sister-in-law said, "Brother-in-law, let's do it another day? You've really made my genitals swollen, I can't take it anymore.
" I said, "What should we do? It's so uncomfortable not being able to release!" Then, on a whim, I asked my sister-in-law, "Have you ever watched porn?" She said yes, and then asked me why. I said, "Have you ever seen how the female lead usually does it at the beginning?" My sister-in-law finally understood and said, "That's so dirty and disgusting!" Then, I pretended to be surprised and said, "What? You and your husband haven't done that?" My sister-in-law said, "He brought it up a few times before, but I refused, so he stopped."
Hearing this, I comforted her, saying that it's not a big deal, and according to experts, over 70% of couples born in the 1980s do that, and they're mostly highly educated and accomplished.
Then my sister-in-law said, "Really? That's so dirty!" Then I tried to comfort my sister-in-law, saying that it's part of the body, and if you think about it, it's no different from other parts of the body! Besides, it's the area where two people can communicate deeply, understand each other, build trust, and strengthen their relationship. Think about how important and sacred those two organs are! How could they be dirty? Through my gentle and persistent persuasion, my sister-in-law finally agreed to try it for me.
Just imagining my sister-in-law's sexy little mouth on my penis made it seem even harder.
Then, my sister-in-law gently crawled under the covers and started rubbing my penis with her hands, a rubbing that felt both pleasurable and painful.
After rubbing it, she blew on it. Perhaps thinking it was clean enough, she gently licked the tip with her tongue. After one lick, she said it tasted bad and didn't want to continue. I told her that her sister wasn't used to it at first either, and she'd get used to it. With my encouragement and pleading, her lips finally stayed. After about two minutes, she seemed to have gotten used to the smell, and started touching it again with the tip of her tongue, occasionally giving it a light kiss.
Seeing that she was gradually getting used to it, I guided her further, having her take the head of my penis into her mouth and lick the cleft with her tongue, and suck on it like a baby nursing. She obediently took it into her mouth, initially touching it with her teeth, but with my careful guidance, she became more skilled and went deeper.
After about seven or eight minutes, I finally couldn't contain my excitement and gave myself to her.
My sister-in-law sensed I was coming out and tried to vomit. Maybe because my wife and I are used to doing that, I grabbed her head. She shook her head a few times, but it didn't work, so she stopped moving. After I cleaned everything up, I weakly let go of her. She then got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, probably to throw up. When she came back, I quietly asked her where she'd been.
She pinched me and said, "You're one to talk! You put so much of your stuff in my mouth, it smells so fishy, how can I not brush my teeth?" I held her like that, and she soon fell asleep.
After she fell asleep, I quietly slipped into my wife's bed, but next to hers.
The next day, my wife woke up early and saw me between her and her sister-in-law. She asked, "Why are you sleeping here?" I smiled and said, "I was so tired after taking care of you last night that I just fell asleep without realizing it."

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