Wife not home, sister-in-law brings firecrackers

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My wife and I had been sexually active before we got married. We had already moved out of the staff dormitory and rented our own place. That period was incredibly happy and blissful; looking back now, I feel incredibly fortunate. Because security guards often had to work night shifts, we couldn't go home to sleep two or three nights a week, and it always felt like there wasn't enough time.

Whenever we were together, we didn't want to go anywhere else; we were inseparable. My wife had two days off each month, and so did I. I would ask to switch with other colleagues to try and have the same day off as my wife, so we could spend both nights together. We would make love passionately. My wife is quiet by nature, but her sex drive is quite strong.

Coupled with my infatuation with my wife's alluring body, we spent most of our time together making love. We made love wildly at night, using all sorts of positions and techniques, and then stayed in bed the next day, letting the warm sunlight stream through the window onto our naked bodies. We would embrace and entwine in bed, continuing to make love from morning till night. Because we had prepared food the day before, we didn't need to go out or wear clothes all day; we would just stay naked together in the house, in bed.

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also enjoyed a period of sexual bliss after marriage. However, after having children, this sexual bliss gradually faded. I, on the other hand, was in my prime, full of energy, but I wouldn't do anything to betray my wife. So, when she wasn't around, I would watch porn and masturbate. I thought this was a good way to satisfy my needs without betraying my wife or doing anything illegal. But this kind of thing was always a little shameful, and that's why my sister-in-law caught me red-handed.

Once, my sister-in-law came to visit. She always stays for a few days. One day, I was home on leave. My wife and sister-in-law took the kids out shopping, and I was bored, so I hid in the bedroom watching porn. I watched several movies for a long time, getting completely absorbed in the scenes, and started masturbating

while watching. I was so engrossed and excited that I didn't even notice when my sister-in-law opened the bedroom door and came in. She coughed deliberately, and I finally saw her standing behind me. I was so embarrassed and ashamed; my face felt burning hot. I greeted her awkwardly, but her expression wasn't like mine. She seemed natural, but something was off; her smile was a little wicked. She walked up to me and said, "Brother-in-law, you have this kind of hobby? I didn't know!"

I awkwardly said, "Just looking around, nothing to do." My sister-in-law chuckled and said, "Brother-in-law, do you think those videos are real or fake?" I said, "Of course they're real." She said, "The women there seem to enjoy it a lot. Is it really that good?" I said, "You're married now, why do you need to ask me if it's good or not?" By this time, I wasn't as embarrassed as before, and

we started teasing each other. She said, "But when I do it with my husband, I don't feel that much pleasure." I said, "That's because your husband's technique isn't good, haha." She said, "What technique is needed for this?" I said, "Of course! Everything has its nuances. If a man's technique is good, he can make a woman feel like she's in heaven; if not, it's painful.

" She said thoughtfully, "Feel like she's in heaven?" Then, looking at me mischievously, she asked, "So, how's your technique, brother-in-law?" She put her hand on my shoulder and pinched it.

I teased her, saying, "Look how happy your sister is, haha, sister-in-law!" She had already sat on my lap and said, "Brother-in-law, I want some too! I want to experience what it's like to be in heaven!" My sister-in-law had a great figure, just like her sister—full but not bulky, plump and elastic, with fair and smooth skin. Because of her youth, she exuded an alluring charm and energy.

My passion had been high from watching movies for so long, but her sudden appearance had startled me, causing my penis to involuntarily harden. Since it was summer and I was wearing very little, my loose shorts were bulging high. Then my sister-in-law's hand grabbed that spot, and she pretended to ask, "Wow, how come?"

By this time, I was consumed by lust, my mind blank. I grabbed my sister-in-law's body, pinned her down, and panted, "I'll give you a taste of heaven." My sister-in-law didn't say anything, only making soft moaning sounds, her hands half-resisting as she pushed against my chest. This only fueled my desire to conquer her. My hand slipped under her skirt, finding her thin, tight panties. I didn't pull them off immediately, but instead squeezed her plump buttocks hard a few times, then moved my hand to her inner thighs.

It felt so hot there. I started scratching, rubbing, and probing, and soon her panties were wet. By this time, my sister-in-law was gripping my body tightly with both hands, her eyes closed, her teeth clenched, and she was writhing. Seeing that it was about time, I pulled down her panties, but I didn't take off her skirt. I like it when we're having sex with her upper body covered by some clothes and her lower body exposed, her snow-white, plump buttocks. This rear-entry position is visually more exciting for me.

I laid her on the bed, spread her legs, and then bent them. I eagerly pressed my lips to my sister-in-law's mons pubis, taking a deep breath, pinching her labia with my lips and then releasing them. My sister-in-law let out a soft "ah," and her body trembled. I pressed my lips to hers again, this time without lifting them, and began to tease her with my tongue and lips.

My sister-in-law had a lot of pubic hair, but it was very soft. Her mons pubis was plump, and the feeling of my lips against it was wonderful and comfortable.

Between my sister-in-law's buttocks and mons pubis emanated a mixture of urine, sweat, and anal odor—a little fishy, a little pungent, and a faint stench. Perhaps it couldn't be called stench, because it was really faint. I don't know how to describe this smell, so this is the only way I can describe it. I really liked this smell; it fascinated me and excited me. Every time I made love with my wife, I would lick and smell it for a long time, and I always asked my wife not to shower until after we were done.

At this moment, I felt my sister-in-law's vaginal fluid increasing. I could clearly feel that I could suck up some liquid with a different taste and swallow it. I kept squeezing and twisting it with my tongue and lips, constantly sucking and swallowing. I like to eat women's vaginal fluid.

Then I licked my sister-in-law's anus. My sister-in-law's anus was very special, different from my wife's. The anus of my wife's was all gathered inside, with nothing on the outside. But my sister-in-law's had an extra fleshy flower on the outside, very prominent, pink. I kept licking it with my tongue, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, and wrapping it with my lips. My sister-in-law's anus seemed to excite and make her feel more comfortable. Her anus contracted and twitched. I kept teasing back and forth between my sister-in-law's mons pubis and anus.

By this time, my sister-in-law was going crazy, writhing and moaning. I took off my shorts, moistened my penis with some vaginal fluid at the entrance of her vagina, and inserted it. I used the doggy style, thrusting hundreds of times. Then I pulled her up, held her in my arms, and sat facing her, thrusting for a while. Then I switched to woman on top, thrusting for a bit, and then switched to doggy style, thrusting hard hundreds of times.

After washing her with milk

, I had my sister-in-law lie flat on her stomach with her legs clamped together. I sat on her buttocks and inserted myself along her butt crack. I liked this position; I could squeeze her plump, fleshy, and elastic buttocks, and I could also squeeze her buttocks to make the crack smaller and tighter. After thrusting for a while, I changed positions because this position was tiring for my back and couldn't be done for too long. I flipped my sister-in-law over and used the most primitive position, holding her upper body tightly together, while I thrust wildly.

It wasn't that I liked being in that position, holding her so tightly, but my sister-in-law was clinging to me so tightly that I could only thrust my hips with all my might. Each thrust made a squelching and slapping sound, which only fueled my desire to thrust harder. After hundreds of thrusts, I ejaculated into my sister-in-law.

I tried to get up, but she held me tightly, as if she were dead. We hugged for a while, and then she seemed to recover. She opened her eyes, said nothing, and kissed me. I said, "Little one, did you enjoy that?" My sister-in-law said shyly, "Brother-in-law, you're so amazing! You almost killed me!" I pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, really? That's so dangerous! I won't do it again. I don't want to become a murderer!"

My sister-in-law pinched me, "You're so annoying!" I teased her, "How was it? Did you feel good just now? Did you experience what it's like to be in heaven?" She said, "I won't tell you. Anyway, from now on, I won't let you off the hook. You have to listen to me." I deliberately teased her, pretending to be pitiful, "Ah, my life is so miserable!" Seeing my reaction, she laughed and teased me, saying, "Brother-in-law, from now on you're my and my sister's shared man. If you don't take good care of your sister-in-law, I'll say you're bullying me and have my sister deal with you!"

Only then did I remember to ask her, "By the way, didn't you go shopping with your sister? Why did you come back first?" She said, "My sister was worried you wouldn't have anything to eat at home, so she told me to come back first to get you something to eat. She'll be back soon after she finishes shopping." I said, "Oh? She'll be back soon. Let's get up and get ready." Just as we finished getting ready, my wife came back with the baby in her arms. I rushed over to greet her, hugged her, and kissed her: "Honey, I missed you so much!" My wife slapped me, and I saw my sister-in-law give me a sly glare.

During dinner, my sister-in-law said to my wife, "Sister, I'd like to stay a few more days. There's nothing much to do at home anyway, so I can help you watch the kids for a while. You should rest; you've lost weight!" My wife replied, "My sister really cares about me. My house is your house; you can stay as long as you want." My sister-in-law looked at me happily and said, "Brother-in-law… don't think I'm a burden, okay?"

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