[Having sex with my wife's sister]

Having Sex with My Wife's Sister-in-Law

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My wife and her sister are twins, but they don't look alike. My
wife is quite large; people who don't know better might mistake her for the older sister. My wife's sister-in-law is petite and delicate, with fair, jade-like skin
. She's very beautiful and has a cheerful, outgoing personality. The two sisters are very close, so my wife's sister-in-law and I are also quite close.
I've had a crush on my wife's sister-in-law for a long time and always wanted to possess her, but I never had the chance, nor did I dare to make any direct
moves. I would often take advantage of my visits to her house to take out her underwear and masturbate,
sometimes even ejaculating inside. My wife's sister-
in
-law thought it was her husband who did it and even told my wife about it. Two nights, while the two sisters went to the supermarket and I was watching TV at her house, I took out her underwear and ejaculated a little bit inside, trying to make sure she wouldn't notice. Then I put that underwear on top. The next day, when she squatted down to sweep the floor,
I saw that she was wearing that underwear. I was so excited!

I really want my precious sperm to enter her body and successfully mate with her!

To have her give me a child. She has many very sexy panties, transparent ones, lace ones, and so on.

Some of them she no longer wears are given to my wife. When I touch my wife, I always feel like I'm touching her. I often
smell the panties she gave me; they always have her body scent inside. I'm very familiar with her body scent because she always
asks me to massage her when she's tired. She and her sister have a very good relationship. When the older sister is tired, my wife will say she'll give her a massage.
My wife's older sister is also very good to me. Of course, it wasn't that kind of good at first; she just treats me like a very close
brother- , and like a real brother and sister, so there's no awkwardness. The three of us are the same age, I'm a few months older.
The massages are usually just on her back, of course. Sometimes I take the liberty of massaging her thighs or something. The first time, she smiled and
blushed a little, but later it became natural. When my wife is around, I pat my wife's older sister with my palms. My wife's older sister's buttocks are so
bouncy. She doesn't do any skincare; she's a natural beauty, good in every way. Twice, while my wife was cooking in
the other room , I started massaging her with the heel of my palm, then transitioned to kneading. It looked like a natural
massage technique, but actually, I was trying to rub her buttocks. Sometimes I'd grab a couple of times and then tap her thighs, sometimes I'd grab a few more
times. To me, it was just grabbing, but to my wife's sister, it was like I was rubbing her, so she didn't say anything and even said it felt good.
Because we get along well, my wife's sister often gives me back massages, and sometimes when she's in my car, she'll naturally put her arm around
my waist. When my wife isn't home, I go to her place for dinner, and after I shower at night, she washes my clothes,
even making sure they're spotless.

Her husband is often away from home, or he's out with friends until late at night, and sometimes when she's lonely,
she'll ask me to come and watch TV with her. Sometimes I even sleep at her house. We have a very good relationship, and my brother-in-law doesn't have any ulterior motives.
Because my wife treats him very well too, the four of us from both families are like close brothers and sisters. My wife sometimes tells her
brother-in-law dirty jokes, and her older sister being the eldest sister, occasionally tells us similar jokes, but nothing too explicit. Over time,
my feelings for her sister-in-law intensified, and I always wanted to have her. Sometimes I even fantasized about a
foursome . My wife and her brother-in-law also have a good relationship, though not in that way, but I think
she would be happy to have sex with him. Our two families have been running a business together for the past two years. My sister-in-law and I
often go out to buy goods, and sometimes when we can't get back in time, we share a room to save money, and things always go smoothly.
At first, she didn't take off her outer pants to sleep in front of me, but later, because it was hot and wearing them to sleep was uncomfortable, she
started sleeping in her underwear, just like at home. When we weren't paying attention, the blanket would be kicked off, and she would be completely exposed. Some of her underwear
was transparent, and I could see her snow-white buttocks. From the front, I could vaguely see her pubic hair, which wasn't very thick.

Once, we went out during the May Day holiday, and hotels were in high demand. We only found a single room with one bed. We
had no choice but to sleep together. At first, I slept at her feet, but the air conditioner was right above us, and I had
a slight cold those days, so she suggested we sleep at the other end of the bed. Why did she so naturally suggest we sleep at the other end?
Because back in the old sleeper trains, the berths were pushed together, very cramped, and we often
slept face-to-face at one end. Now, regulations prohibit that; new trains have individual berths, and even the old ones
have been converted . So, it felt natural for us to sleep at the other end; there was no awkwardness. Besides, we weren't
that particular about it while traveling, and because we were so tired, we both fell asleep quickly. My wife always needs me to hold her when we sleep, and I also
have a habit of needing to touch her breasts every day to fall asleep—it's become a natural habit.

After my wife's sister and I went to bed, I fell asleep, and it was probably quite natural. In my sleep, I hugged her.
She was so tired that she was fast asleep and didn't even notice. I held her for half the night, and in my hazy dream, it felt like
I was making love with my wife. I often make love with my wife in the middle of the night when she's half asleep. At that moment, I treated my wife's sister like
my wife, and I naturally reached out to touch her breasts. I felt them in my hand, and I wondered why my wife's
were smaller.

But they were much more elastic and smooth than before, and her nipples were smaller too. I felt strange. But my hand kept
gently rubbing her nipples. My wife's sister was probably too tired; we had been running around for three days straight, and she was even breathing heavily.
So she probably didn't wake up at first and didn't feel anything. I also vaguely touched her nipples.

Because she's small, unlike my wife who is broad-shouldered, when I hugged her with my right hand, I could touch both of her
nipples , and my left hand naturally reached down. She was still asleep and didn't feel anything, didn't move. I continued to touch her gently, sometimes gently,
sometimes not. But gradually I felt her genitals getting wet.
When my wife touches me in the middle of the night, sometimes she can reach orgasm while breathing. The two sisters are so alike.

A little bit of wetness started to increase, and she seemed to notice it. Her soft breathing stopped, and after a while,
she turned over and lay close to me, her right hand naturally wrapped around my waist.

I gently kissed her lips. By then I was awake and realized it was my wife's sister. I suddenly
felt also overjoyed. I had been waiting for this day for years.

Despite the nervousness in my mind, possessiveness took over. I pushed her back to lie flat and continued to hold
her, caressing her as before, but this time it was a conscious caress, using technique and intensity.

She became even wetter and started to moan a little.

I pulled her hand over and made her touch my penis.

After she grabbed me a couple of times, her eyes opened briefly, as if she realized something. Her hands paused for a few seconds, then
she grabbed again. Her eyes opened wide, and
she tried to pull herself out of my arms. She lifted halfway up, but I pulled her down, and she slumped back down.
This time, she was fully awake, and I broke out in a sweat.

My hands paused for a moment, but I was still unwilling to give up, so I continued to touch her entire body. She couldn't get
out and said, "What are you doing? Don't do this!" I answered her with my actions. I decided to go
all in, lifting half of my body and pressing my upper body against hers. I licked her nipples and pressed my penis against her buttocks, making her
gasp for breath and unable to speak.

She then grabbed my penis with her hands. By this time, mine was already erect. She was struggling to breathe under my
weight, so her grip wasn't very strong. It hurt a little, but it also felt somewhat pleasurable. I continued licking her nipples,
even sucking on her entire breast. My index finger rubbed her clitoris. She couldn't move, but she must have felt
some pleasure, because I felt her hand was no longer grabbing my penis, but touching it. But
she said, "Don't do this, don't do this, this isn't good, why are you like this?" "Sister
wants to say it, get up!" At this moment, my hand didn't stop, my mouth left her breast, I raised my head and said to her, "
Xiao Li (I usually call her by her name), give me one, I want you, you're so beautiful!" Then I
pressed my lips to hers.

I slipped my tongue into her mouth to touch her tongue, but she tried her best to purse her lips and resist, twisting her body to
refuse me. Her twisting body touched my penis pressing against her buttocks, making it itchy and comfortable,
and it grew even harder. But ultimately, she was too weak to break free. Seeing that she wouldn't kiss me, I started kissing her hair.
She had short, dark hair that usually looked very neat and capable. I smelled the fragrance of her hair and gently bit her earlobe
. She turned her head away, not letting me kiss her. She kept saying, "Don't do this, get up, hurry up, stop!" I
said to her, "Ali, please make me feel good just once, I've missed you so much, please give me this once." I knew that just
saying it wasn't enough, so I increased the rhythm of my hand stroking her clitoris, while my other hand kept rubbing her nipples,
and my penis kept rubbing against her body. I tried again to touch her tongue with my tongue, forcefully pushing my
tongue out of her teeth and finally touching her soft, sweet tongue. I stirred it in her mouth,
making her mouth full of saliva. I paused for a moment, and she suddenly bit my tongue, slowly using
all her strength, but holding back, her eyes telling me to get off. I knew she was afraid of hurting me by biting too hard, and she was still
a little reluctant to hurt me, but if I did this, how could I face her in the future? I had to make her
have sex with me, and I had to make her want to too, so that I wouldn't be ashamed to face her in the future. So I pretended to
get up let her go, and she indeed released her grip on my tongue. I took the opportunity to press down on her. I'm big, and she's
small, so when I pressed down on her, she couldn't breathe and couldn't move at all. She could only hit my back with her hands
and say, "What are you doing? Get off me!" I thought to myself, it seems I can't wait until she's aroused before having sex with her.

So I pressed her down with my left hand and reached down with my right hand to take off her panties. At this point, she started to resist and said sharply, "
Let go! Don't do anything like that!" Her call made me pause. I was always a little afraid of her when she scolded me in a sweet voice,
but I knew I couldn't stop. So I hesitated for a moment and continued to pull down her panties. However, because I was pressing down on her too tightly,
and she was twisting and resisting,

I was afraid that if I loosened my grip and lifted myself up, she would take the opportunity to escape, and if I forced myself on top of her again, she would definitely get angry,
which would be worse. So I simply didn't take off her panties. I slightly lifted my hips, pulled out my penis, and aimed it at her
vulva, trying to insert it from the edge of her panties. I thought I should make it a fait accompli first and then slowly bring her and me to
orgasm. A woman must be conquered with my penis first. After she loses her virginity, she won't resist like she is now.
That was my idea. She saw my determination and began to beg me: "Good brother-in-law, don't do this!" She usually
calls me by my name, so calling me "brother-in-law" now was a way of reminding me, but I had already gone ahead and had to go.

I said, "Good sister, I like you so much." But I kept trying, trying to reach her clitoris with my
penis. She kept twisting and turning, and my penis, which went in through the side of her panties, couldn't find her clitoris amidst her movements.
I had no choice but to increase the pressure to stop her from moving, but I was afraid of hurting her, so I had to be careful not to hurt her. By this time, she was
exhausted from being pressed down, only begging me to let her go and cursing me a few times.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I pulled her panties down a little, found the right moment, and thrust into her clitoris. The moment I
entered, it felt like a different kind of paradise than with my wife. She was, after all, a lower body, and
her lower body was very tight, immediately enveloping me from all sides. I thrust all the way in, reaching the very depths of her cave. As I thrust all the way in, I clearly
felt her resistance weaken. I heard her let out a long sigh, and tears welled up in her eyes. It seemed my
thinking was correct; once I was inside, it meant her virginity was lost, and her resistance was useless.
Now it was up to me to work hard. I wanted to take a good look at her. I couldn't be afraid of her anymore; I had to
appear as a conqueror. I reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. She turned her head to the side, her eyes filled with
tears . My heart warmed, but I couldn't be soft-hearted.

I lifted my hips and quickly thrust my penis into her a few times, pumping forcefully,
aiming to break down her pride. Then I lowered my head to kiss her eyes and lick away her tears. She
bit her lip, silent. I knew she was in great pain. I didn't comfort her, but thrust a few more times inside her, then
rolled off her.

I held her and kissed her incessantly—her hair, eyes, face, lips, chin, her shoulders—using kisses to
express my apology. This time, she didn't object. I held her again. She
struggled slightly, trying to pull away, but with a little more force, she half-heartedly surrendered to my embrace. I lowered my head
to kiss her, my other hand reaching for her breast, and then suddenly pulled her hand to my penis, helping her open it and
grasp it. She didn't pull away,

but held on to me. I grabbed her hand and rubbed my penis, and she followed suit. There were only
sobs coming from her throat. I removed my hand and went back to touching her breast, but her hand continued to mechanically stroke my penis.
That was enough for me. As I caressed her smooth, alabaster-like body, I poured out
my love for her

and how good she had been to me. She lay in my arms, eyes closed, listening quietly. After a long sigh, her hand
began to move naturally and slightly, touching my penis. I knew she was beginning to accept me, because she had already
given herself to me; resistance was futile. I was now her second man besides her husband. She used to
joke with my brother-in-law that I often helped her with chores, that I was half a husband, and now I truly was.

The End

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