I slept with my beautiful sister-in-law.

I sat on the edge of the bed, mechanically shuffling playing cards, my heart pounding like a drum. My wife and sister-in-law sat cross-legged on the bed in front of me, smiling at me.

"My sister and I lost, so we have to drink a sip of wine as punishment. You lost, so you have to drink two sips, okay?" My wife's sweet voice seemed to be right next to me, yet also very far away.

"Okay! But no cheating or cheating." I replied with a smile. I glanced at the two sisters on the bed.

The day before yesterday, they colluded to play cards, and I lost so much that I'd have to do the dishes for half a year. My wife was smiling at me, and my sister-in-law was smiling at me too, but their smiles seemed a little eerie. My heart was racing, and my conversation with my wife last night resurfaced in my mind.

"Brother... don't you care about me? You're bullying me..." My wife nestled in my arms, her face flushed, the blush from her orgasm still lingering. "You always have to make me feel like my bones are about to fall apart before you stop. You're bad! You're bad!" My wife pouted, gently tapping my chest, acting coquettishly.

Work was busy before the New Year, and then guests came, so it had been half a month since we'd had sex. Tonight,

my wife's older sister was staying at her parents' house for a chat with her mother, so we naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to be intimate. I've been so pent up lately, I needed to release some pent-up energy. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, two beautiful women were in my bed, chatting and laughing all night. Meanwhile, I was in the study, completely erect, and even had a wet dream while watching my wife—it's

so embarrassing to tell anyone. What's worse, my wife saw me in the bathroom last night, gave me a mischievous smile, lingered for a moment, but then wouldn't let me have my way, pinching my penis and running away. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I was very strong. My wife was also quickly aroused, and after only a few dozen thrusts, she started to climax. I barely managed to withstand the sucking sensation during her orgasm. My nerves suddenly relaxed, and the rest was mine.

After some tender caresses to help my wife regain her strength, I began my assault on my playful wife.

Kissing and teasing her sensitive areas, thrusting at varying speeds, constantly changing positions. I made the woman beneath me go from soft moans to groans, from reserved to wanton.

The pleasure of having complete control over a woman, of giving and taking as I pleased, was a hundred times greater than simple ejaculation. I held my breath, constantly changing positions and techniques to conquer her.

"Brother...hold me..." I ignored my wife's repeated, subtle hints until she pleaded with a shy expression. Then I thrust in, pounding and pounding, each blow landing hard, until we had a double climax, making her climax a second time.

"I don't even have the strength to move a finger," my wife said, spreading her legs, indicating that I should clean up the mess she made.

Although I knew perfectly well what my wife meant by this compliment, I couldn't help but feel incredibly proud. I knew she was telling me that she was conquered by me. A good woman is easily satisfied, and even more so, she gives a man a sense of accomplishment. Inspecting a woman's newly conquered territory gives a man a sense of accomplishment. My wife understands me very well.

I gently wiped my wife's vulva with a damp cloth. She looked on with pleasure, letting me take advantage of the situation. I lasted longer and longer in bed, largely thanks to my wife's constant praise, which boosted my confidence.

"Ah!...you've made me want to come again, you're such a glutton!" my wife scolded playfully.

"Who told you to be so busy whispering with your sister, sending me to the study and not giving me any for days?" I said with a wicked grin.

"Hmm, I wanted to too...I came as soon as you came in," my wife said shyly, trying to justify her earlier lewdness.

Making my beloved woman orgasm was more pleasurable than orgasming myself; I was filled with pride.

"I've had my fill, I can't do it again today." My wife pushed away my hands that were still fiddling with hers. "You can't do it too often, it's bad for your health. You're over thirty, you should take care of yourself." My wife, who had calmed down a bit, regained her virtuous wife nature. My heart warmed, and I pulled my wife onto me, caressing her back. "I want to fuck you for the rest of my life, and I'll fuck you again in the next!" The tender words, spoken so erotically, still touched my wife's heart.

My wife hugged me, moved. "Brother, I'm so happy to have met you, I'm so lucky." But for some reason, my wife's mood dropped.

"What's wrong?" I sensed the change in her mood and asked.

"Nothing..."

"Was it because I didn't perform well just now..." I teased.

"Really nothing..."

I didn't press further, but just hugged her tighter and caressed her. After a long silence, my wife seemed to murmur to herself, "I thought of my sister. She also said I'm lucky." I was a little surprised. "Lucky? Isn't that good...?" "But my sister's life wasn't good. She found such a man, a womanizer, and he was no good either. He ruined her life. My sister suffered a lot. She lived like a widow for so many years. Even when they were together, it was over in a few moments. She never experienced true happiness." The two sisters were very close and talked about everything. My wife had told me these private things about her sister-in-law before. I guess her purpose was to make me feel better and boost my confidence.

"It's okay. There are many divorces now. Your sister is a good catch. She won't have trouble finding a good man after the divorce..." I said.

"My sister's over thirty and has had a child, so it's not easy for her to find someone she likes. She's also very picky. In the years since we separated, the few men she's dated have either been after her money or her looks; none of them were genuine." "Yes, most men her age aren't as well-off as her. Some are just after her house and money. Men in their thirties with similar financial means, owning a car and a house, wouldn't want to find a young woman. Men in their forties with a car and a house are easy to find, but your sister doesn't want that." I analyzed.

"My sister says she's been living like a widow for ten years and doesn't want to continue living like one." My wife's words made my heart itch.

"A woman, wasting the best years of her life, having lived as a woman for nothing." My wife sighed softly.

"If only my sister could experience such a high..." My wife's sudden remark left me speechless.

"Help my sister!..." my wife said.

My heart began to pound. In a daze, my wife asked me, "Is my sister pretty?" "You two sisters are both pretty," I answered cautiously, thinking to myself, "Did they find out about my online passion with my sister-in-law?" "Then I'll share half of you with my sister, okay?" My wife's words petrified me.

"Are you crazy?" I touched her head. "You don't have a fever?" "Say something, don't you have feelings for my sister?" Although my wife and I had used her best friend as a sexual fantasy to spice things up, I had never directly fantasized about her sister. My wife wouldn't tolerate any disrespect towards her sister; if I tried to steer the conversation in that direction, she would steer away.

Our unspoken way was for my wife to tell me about some of her sister-in-law's sexual secrets, such as the differences between her and my wife's genitals, and her sister-in-law's first time. At this point, I would become very aroused. This went on for a long time; for a while, my sister-in-law was practically our bedroom aphrodisiac.

But I was still a little embarrassed to openly express my feelings. I smiled awkwardly, like a child caught stealing candy, and remained silent.

"You think I don't know what you're thinking? Every time we make love, if I mention my sister, you get really aroused." "I know that, why do you still bring it up? I'd be a jerk if I didn't get aroused," I retorted.

"It's all for you."

"You'd really give me away?"

"Not give me away, just share me. My sister and I have been close since we were little, we always share good food," my wife said with a smile.

"I'm not a lollipop."

"Help my sister out, she's never had a real orgasm." My wife's voice was like a devil's temptation.

Even the most generous woman wouldn't be so generous as to share a man with another woman. I reminded myself, this is a trap.

"Your sister is so beautiful, how could she lack men? You just don't know, don't worry about it. Aren't one-night stands common these days…?" "My sister has never been with another man!" "If she had, would she tell you! Silly girl." "Really, my sister tells me everything. It's not that she hasn't thought about it, but she almost got raped when she went to meet him. She

'll never dare to do it again."

"Oh? Really?" My penis began to stir.

"My sister said she was planning to sleep with that guy, but he was afraid she'd refuse, so he secretly drugged her drink, making her dizzy and vomit. That's why it didn't happen, and she's been too afraid to go on dates since then; there are too many weirdos online. I heard some people even got their things stolen and were blackmailed with nude photos. She's already admitted to this, so why would she hide it from me?" My head was getting increasingly confused, and in my delirium, I seemed to hear my wife asking me, "Brother, do you like my sister? Do you want to have sex with her? Rather than letting some random guy sleep with my sister, I'd rather you have her.

If you can make both my sister and me happy, I'll be even happier." -- My wife's voice was like heavenly music, and the locks in my heart were being unlocked one by one.

"Brother, you're so great, you can definitely make my sister a real woman, okay..." The devil's temptation exploded in my heart, and the devil in my heart could no longer be suppressed. A voice echoed in my ears, "I want to sleep with my sister-in-law, I want a threesome with my sisters!" I rolled over and pinned my wife down.

My wife, my sister-in-law, and I sat cross-legged on the bed, playing cards. I lost and took two sips of red wine—from the glass my sister-in-law had just used; I could still smell her lingering lipstick.

My sister-in-law can't drink, and after a few sips, her face turned red. My wife's face also flushed; she seemed a little excited.

The whole bottle of red wine was quickly finished, and I felt slightly tipsy.

My heart pounded with anticipation…

“It’s so hot…” my wife said.

“The wine’s gone, what’s the penalty?” my sister-in-law said casually.

“If you lose, you have to take off a piece of clothing, okay?” my wife winked at me.

My sister-in-law silently shuffled the cards.

"That's settled then," my wife said.

After a few rounds, I was wearing a vest. They were also disheveled; women have so many clothes. I started cheating.

My sister-in-law's clothes were taken off one by one. She looked a little shy, but her movements were elegant and composed. This scene of taking off clothes reminded me of when I took off my clothes when I was having sex with my sister-in-law on QQ, I thought to myself, feeling dizzy.

When it came to her underwear, my sister-in-law shyly squeezed her legs together. "No, no..." my wife and I said in unison, "A bet's a bet." My wife pressed her hand into the gap, "Ah..." My sister-in-law seemed to have lost all her strength, and her legs parted. My wife pulled down my sister-in-law's underwear and handed it to me. "Here you go, don't let your sister take it back." I looked greedily at this body that I had fantasized about countless times. Her breasts were small and firm, her abdomen was flat without an ounce of fat, and the most beautiful thing was her legs, long and sexy. The gap between her legs was so wide that even with her legs clamped together, the fleshy cleft was clearly visible.

"My sister and I are completely different down there. My sister has a full patch of pubic hair, but I only have a few fine hairs," my wife whispered in my ear.

My wife, without me noticing, had also removed her last shred of covering, gently pulling my sister closer and separating her legs.

My sister-in-law's face was flushed, staring at me intently. My wife parted my sister-in-law's labia and told me, "My clitoris is almost invisible, but my sister's is bulging out, and..." As she spoke, she parted her own vulva, "Look, my sister's labia minora are bigger than mine, and my labia majora are plump, like steamed buns." Somehow, the parting of my sister-in-law's vulva became my hand, and I greedily stared at the vulva before me, already engorged and overflowing with vaginal fluid. I

swallowed hard.

Before me, the two sisters lay side by side, both using their hands to part their most private parts for me to see, but my wife's was very clear and defined, while my sister-in-law's was somewhat blurry.

I stared greedily, sucking with my tongue and fiddling with my hands; my lower body was already painfully hard. I pounced on her, thrusting into my wife with a frenzied, rapid rhythm. Soon, she was like a fish on a chopping board, desperately thrashing her lower body.

After a shudder, my wife said in a soft voice, "I can't take it anymore, go do my sister..." I turned my head; my sister-in-law's face was flushed, her breasts high and firm, her nipples erect, her eyes glazed.

"You can do it. Even with my tight pussy, you can still bring me to orgasm. You can easily conquer my sister's vagina, which has given birth," my wife whispered in my ear.

My sister-in-law knelt on the bed, her back to me, her buttocks, the object of my dreams, raised high. She turned to look at me, her vulva already blooming. I felt a surge of heat building within me. Unable to resist, I knelt over and grabbed her hips.

My wife pressed against my back, her breasts embracing me. "Go! Fuck my sister." My sister-in-law turned to look at me, her eyes alluring, and said, "Come on, fuck me." My wife used her small hands to grasp my throbbing penis, guiding it into her sister's body. "Ah...so tight...so hot...and it's moving." As soon as I entered, I couldn't help but feel the urge to ejaculate. "What's going on? Why is it tighter than my wife's? Didn't they say it loosened up after childbirth...?" I wondered. I

desperately tried to control my desire, biting my lip, but it didn't work. I tried to lift my hips, but it didn't work. I tried to distract myself, but it didn't work. The urge to ejaculate was still strong. I panicked, my heart screaming, "I can't ejaculate, it's too embarrassing! I have to give my sister-in-law an orgasm, I have to make her feel like she's in heaven!" I wanted to pull out of my sister-in-law's body to catch my breath, but my wife was pressing down on my back, and I couldn't move. My sister-in-law started moving, gently swaying her body, her vagina writhing. My feelings grew stronger and stronger. "I can't ejaculate! I can't ejaculate!" I desperately tried to hold back, wanting to pull out of my sister-in-law's body.

Suddenly, I woke up...

My wife was nestled in my arms, smiling sweetly in her sleep, her hand holding my penis. "I really need to change this habit of touching my penis while sleeping. What if I have a nightmare and become a eunuch?" I muttered.

"If only that hadn't been a dream!" I sighed, unable to fall back asleep.

I had to make this dream a reality!

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