Comforting the sister-in-law

My sister-in-law's husband went abroad shortly after she got married, so she's been living with us for a long time. Because of work, she's usually home during the day. One time, I came back from a business trip and, instead of going to work, I was browsing the internet at home, assuming no one was home. "Hey! You're looking at porn!" Suddenly, my sister-in-law burst in. She had gotten up to use the bathroom after her afternoon nap. "You…I…" I was speechless for a moment. I noticed she was wearing a flesh-colored silk slip dress and no bra; her nipples were clearly visible. My already aroused penis instantly became erect. "I didn't…" "Still saying you didn't? Look at you…aren't you ugly?" She actually pointed at my penis. I had long coveted her beauty and alluring figure. I pulled her into my arms. "Little girl, aren't you ashamed? Let me teach you a lesson!" Touching the silk slip dress only fueled my desire. My hard penis pressed against her large, round buttocks, and one arm pressed tightly against her large, elastic breasts. "Why am I not shy?" She struggled symbolically in my arms. It was hard to tell if her bottom was struggling to get away from my penis or pushing against it forcefully. "Look at you, not even wearing a bra...trying to seduce your brother-in-law?" "Nonsense! I'm not wearing one!" I knew she wasn't wearing a bra, but she was wearing a thong. I deliberately stroked her large, round bottom and said, "Where are you wearing anything? I can't feel it..." I breathed into her ear, making my sister-in-law completely flustered. I pushed her down onto the bed and said, "Let me see if you're wearing anything or not." When I lifted her nightgown, sure enough, it was a sexy thong, making my eyes widen. A thin, white, sheer pair of panties peeked out from between her snow-white buttocks, creating a beautiful sight. The narrow fabric couldn't cover her entire vulva; a bit of her left labia was visible, and pubic hair on both sides was barely concealed, proclaiming her sensuality. My sister-in-law's buttocks were raised high on the bed, and the provocative lingerie made me lose control. I straddled her back, my hard penis pressing against her plump vulva covered by the lingerie. One hand kneaded her velvety smooth skin, while the other grasped her high, firm breasts from below. She screamed and rubbed her vulva against my penis, "No...no...brother-in-law..." Her coquettish voice only spurred me to knead and caress her more vigorously. I cupped her breasts with my palms, my ten fingers cupping the tips of her nipples, my index and middle fingers pinching them, gently teasing them. My sister-in-law's face grew increasingly red, and her body stopped swaying so violently, only twitching slightly from my stimulation. Her cries ceased, replaced by soft, moaning breaths as her body softened. "Brother-in-law... I... itchy... I can't stand it..." she whimpered, her body going limp with my caresses. "Where does it itch... my little sister-in-law?" I moved my hand to her genitals, intending to remove her lace panties. "No!" she protested softly. Reaching out to protect her full, plump vulva, she suddenly grabbed my burning, erect penis. "So big, so hard!" she exclaimed, squeezing it. I instinctively grasped her small, white hand, preventing her from pulling away. She obediently began to stroke it, making it swell even more, almost as if it were about to burst. I then lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her snow-white, pink thighs, carefully aiming the tip of my penis at her soft, secret garden. "No!" she shook her head. I slowly and firmly pushed my penis upwards. "Mmm, you...you..." Although her body was weak and limp, she still desperately tried to escape. My huge glans, through the thin lace panties, parted her delicate labia and began to scrape against the juicy walls of her vagina, gradually penetrating deeper. She was completely powerless, unable to escape, the stimulation of my penis filling her made her tremble and go numb. Her whole body trembled, even her vaginal opening trembled. Gradually, I controlled her insides. "Hehe, look, your panties are all wet." "No." She gasped and her lower body trembled as I rubbed her. I reached out and pinched her clitoris between my fingers, kneading it. "Ah! No..." The intense stimulation made her whole body tremble. "Brother-in-law, don't...ah! Ah...I can't take it...ah...ah!" My sister-in-law was trembling all over, unable to control her body, her juices flowing out in waves. She suddenly sobbed, her body going limp on the bed, not daring to move. I turned her over. "No...don't...um...ah...don't..." Her voice grew softer and softer, but I kissed her lips. She resisted with her lips tightly closed, but I kept trying to pry them open with my tongue. As my fingers rubbed against her, her juices began to flow freely, and her lips relaxed. I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth. "Um...um...um...sizzle...sizzle...um..." She gave up resisting, letting my tongue swirl in her mouth, even involuntarily sucking on my tongue. I kissed her passionately, one hand kneading her breasts, the other playing with her clitoris. I kissed her until she started to writhe, her legs twisting and turning, her hands clamping tightly together, as if preventing my hand from going deeper, yet also urging me to enter, while her juices continued to flow, wetting her pubic hair. She pressed her pubic bone and clitoris against my lower abdomen, grinding them together forcefully. Her pubic symphysis was also twisting and turning intensely in small, rhythmic motions. Although the movements were small, the pleasure was incredibly intense. My sister-in-law had given up resisting and was beginning to enjoy it. "Ah~~~ Brother-in-law~~~ Ah~~~ Brother-in-law~~~ Ah~~~" My sister-in-law relaxed her body and spread her legs, gesturing for me to remove the object. "Don't move anymore, no…don't…", she protested, but her lower body continued to rub against my huge glans. I stirred the glans around her exposed opening. "Ah…ah…the button…on…on the left…I can't take it…ah ah…faster…ah!" I suddenly pulled her down forcefully, simultaneously thrusting my lower body upwards violently. She screamed and jumped up, but because my large, hooked spiked club was still controlling her from the inside, her body fell heavily back down. I thrust upwards, skillfully and smoothly reaching the very center of her flower. She cried out again, her body melting and softening, feeling as if her entire being was limp and boneless, clinging to me. Her passage was so tight that I could feel the unusual muscle contractions and pressure. Watching her carefully adjust her body, her eyes closed and her face filled with a blissful intoxication, I suddenly thrust upwards with all my might. One thrust, and I completely penetrated her! One thrust, and I shattered her control! One thrust, and I knocked her down! From below, I launched a series of attacks, rendering her unable to utter a complete sentence! She simply clung tightly to my neck, relaxing her lower body, allowing my spiked club to relentlessly ravage her flesh garden. Apart from hanging on me, moaning and panting, she could no longer resist. Her tight, narrow passage, experiencing a tearing pleasure, softened her, leaving her limp like minced meat. The moans subsided, replaced by soft, panting breaths, completely unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. Her body trembled slightly; clearly, my frenzied thrusts had brought her to orgasm. She was powerless to resist my control, only able to gasp and gaze at me with ecstasy, her hips trembling slightly, the afterglow of her climax still lingering. My penis once again forced its way past her narrow lips, plunging deep inside. She shuddered, her hips arching forward and her buttocks arching back. "Ah! So stimulating, you're so powerful, I... ah... ah... ah... ahhhhh!" My relentless pounding left her speechless again, only able to moan and cry out to express the throbbing pleasure within her. As I thrust, my hands cupped her soft breasts. She swayed her hips, involuntarily initiating my own violent thrusts. An intense sucking and gripping sensation emanated from her passage. I placed my hands on her buttocks and began a series of thrusts, starting my signature move: a thrusting frequency of 4-6 times per second. Each thrust was delivered at a slightly different angle—left, right, up, down, rotating, shaking, or stirring. In this way, she was driven wild again, her hands flailing limply, seemingly having completely lost control. (The End)

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