Having an affair with my sister-in-law - the thrill of incest novels

Having an affair with my sister-in-law was thrilling. Most international students abroad live in houses with four or five other people, and I was no exception. Sometimes I felt lonely and empty while abroad, so finding a life partner is only natural. My girlfriend and I have been living together for two years. She has a close friend at school, whom she calls her sister. This friend is from Qingdao, named Lulu, 21 years old, with delicate features, a baby face, fair skin, and a great figure. However, she leads an extremely promiscuous life, changing boyfriends a dozen times a year. She also has countless other men on the side.
Around that time, the room next to mine became available, and Lulu was also looking for a place to live, so I introduced her to the landlord. She moved into that room. Even though I'd heard a lot about Lulu from my girlfriend (about all the rich guys who showered her with designer clothes, bags, shoes, even credit cards...), I was still shocked when she moved in. She had a huge collection of LV, Gucci, and Dior handbags, each worth at least ￡500 or ￡600. She also had two computers, one a Sony Vio widescreen and the other an Apple. Her shoes were even more outrageous—probably 50 or 60 pairs. Apparently, she lost many because she couldn't carry them all. Sigh, that just goes to show, being a prostitute is the hardest and most tiring job. Where can you find anything better than hooking up with rich guys like her?
After moving in, men frequently came to see her. Since other people were also living in the house, my girlfriend reminded her to be mindful of the impact on the business, and she had already toned it down considerably. Later, she got a steady boyfriend, which lasted about two or three months, probably a record for her. That guy wasn't an ordinary person either; he was incredibly generous, but I always suspected his money was ill-gotten, and later my suspicions were confirmed.
Later, she broke up with that rich guy. She often came to chat with us in the evenings, wearing her pajamas. Her lace bra accentuated her large breasts, and her panties were barely visible. I often stared at her chest while we chatted, secretly guessing her bust size—probably an E or F. I think she probably knew I was watching her, but she didn't seem to care and continued chatting with us. My girlfriend noticed my wandering eyes and knew I wasn't up to anything. As soon as Lulu left, she asked me if I wanted to have a threesome. Every time, I sincerely said, "No way!" But in my mind, I'd probably imagined a threesome countless times. That day, the three of us were chatting in the room. I sat on the bed, and she sat in the chair opposite me. My girlfriend went out to shower halfway through the conversation, while she continued talking to me in the room. As usual, I kept glancing at her chest, afraid she'd notice. We were talking about her current boyfriend when she suddenly spread her legs, revealing black thong underwear underneath. It was a thong, with only a very narrow strip of fabric covering her most intimate parts. Although the lighting made it hard to see clearly, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. To be honest, I really wanted to pull that little strip of fabric down to get a better look. Men are all susceptible to temptation. She continued to ramble on about what her boyfriend had bought her, and I thought to myself, "Those guys are all suckers, I'm not." Just then, my girlfriend came in after showering, and she quickly closed her legs. We both pretended nothing had happened.
At that time, my girlfriend worked at a bar, and she would go out to work several nights a week, not returning until the early hours of the morning. I usually spent my evenings online. That day, I was online until around 8 PM, having a fierce internal struggle about what to eat for dinner, when someone knocked on the door. I looked and saw Lulu, still wearing her pajamas, but these were rather conservative, covering everything below her neck. I sighed inwardly, thinking I wouldn't be able to see her tonight. She came in and asked, "Brother-in-law, have you eaten dinner? I ordered pizza, do you want some?" I'd been eating pizza for the past few days, and the sight of it made me nauseous, so I said, "I've been eating so much pizza lately that I'm constipated, I don't want any. I'll just make something simple later." She spat and turned to go back inside.
I went online for a while longer, but I was so hungry that I went downstairs and made myself a cup of noodles. While eating, I suddenly remembered how prominent her nipples seemed earlier. Did she not have anything underneath? Was she trying to seduce me? Thinking this, I couldn't help but get an erection. After finishing, I was still a little hungry. I decided to ask her for something to eat. So I knocked on the door. No response. I tried again. Finally, a voice answered, "Who is it?" "It's me," I replied. "I'm hungry, I'm asking for something to eat." She said, "Come in." I opened the door; it was dark inside. She was already asleep. Lying on the bed, she said, "The pizza is on the table, help yourself." I reached for it, and as I vaguely saw her lying on the bed in the darkness, I was instantly aroused. I slammed the door shut, plunging the room into complete darkness.
I went into her bed. I could see her eyes were closed, her eyelashes long, and I could hear her breathing. The alluring scent of her was irresistible, almost sinful. I leaned close to her and slipped my hand under the covers, heading straight for her inner thigh. She immediately opened her eyes, shrinking back, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing!" A chill ran through me; she hadn't meant it that way. But thinking about it later, even the most seductive woman would have said the same thing in that situation.
I steeled myself, deciding to sleep with her tonight, since she seduced me. My hand moved further in, touching her pubic hair. She wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas, and she tried to keep her legs closed, preventing me from going any deeper. I said, "What do you think I want to do?" She said, "You're my brother-in-law, not some other man. I'd be doing this to my sister." Her lower body kept writhing. I forcefully spread her legs, saying she wouldn't know. My hand touched her labia; they were noticeably warmer than the rest of her body. My fingers traced upwards from her labia, touching her clitoris. She trembled, and fluid flowed out. I lewdly said, "If you don't want to, why are you wet?" She stopped resisting, saying, "Men touch me and I get like this. I'm very sensitive here." It seemed I had it all figured out. I quickly stripped off my clothes and slipped into her bed.
In bed, she said to me, "My sister is so beautiful and so good to you, and you still come here to mess with me." I chuckled and said, "Her breasts are much smaller than yours." My hand kept touching her clitoris. She closed her eyes, automatically spread her legs, and started to enjoy it. As I touched her, she became increasingly wet, and she started moaning. Her hand reached for my penis and started stroking it with her hand. I wanted to take off her pajamas, those pullover clothes that you have to take off yourself. She giggled and said, "I'll take them off myself." So she sat up and took off her pajamas. Her large breasts were truly captivating. "They're so big," I exclaimed. "Are they an F cup?" She said, "They're a G cup." I was speechless. I buried my head in her chest and started licking her nipples. They weren't big, but they were very firm. After my licking and sucking, they became even harder. My hand also kept stroking her clitoris, and then I inserted two fingers into her vagina and started thrusting. Then I put my head down to lick her genitals. She held my head, moaning, seemingly enjoying it immensely. After a while, she couldn't hold back any longer and said to me, "Quick, fuck me." She lay down, legs wide open, looking like she was waiting for me to enter her. I couldn't resist either, and thrust my erection straight into her vagina. She let out a soft "Ah!" I asked, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Actually, I knew it wasn't, but I just asked casually to show I heard her. She said, "No, it's been so long, it feels so good." I asked curiously, "So long? How long?" "Almost two weeks." Hmm, for her, two weeks must have been a long time. Her vagina wasn't very tight, but it wasn't loose either—just right. My glans sank into that soft flesh, which was full of honey-like juices. The sounds of our intercourse rose and fell. After a while, I had her turn her buttocks around so I could penetrate her from behind. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and watched as that white mound of flesh in the darkness moved back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts, occasionally letting out moaning sounds. It was truly satisfying.
While we were doing it, the phone rang. Needless to say, it was Kai calling. I felt a surge of smugness; the woman he paid to keep was being ridden by me. I continued thrusting. She answered the phone, "Hello, I'm not feeling well today. I took some medicine and went to sleep. Can I call later?" "No need, I'm sleeping." A few words were enough to dismiss Kai. I was a little disappointed. Watching her suppress her pleasure on the phone while we were doing it was actually more exciting than the act itself. "Who called?" I asked, my penis still moving. She mumbled incoherently. While we were doing it, she said urgently, "Touch my penis." So I touched her clitoris while thrusting. Sure enough, after a while, she started to get excited, her vagina began to contract in waves. I knew she had orgasmed, so I sped up. Suddenly, she said, "Don't ejaculate inside." I said, "Don't worry, I'll ejaculate outside. Your sister and I never use condoms, and she's never gotten pregnant." (Later, my girlfriend and I finally got carried away. Some things can't be said out loud, or they won't work. It cost me 600 pounds, and I was heartbroken.) After saying that, I pulled out and ejaculated wildly onto her back, all of it landing on her snow-white back.
After finishing work and cleaning up, I took two slices of pizza back to my room and waited for my girlfriend to come back. She then started calling her boyfriend.
Later, I seized the opportunity to sleep with her a few more times, of course, when neither my girlfriend nor her sugar daddy were around. Later, she hooked up with a big boss, became his mistress, and moved out. That affair ended, and my girlfriend remained completely unaware. I'm sure she wouldn't dare tell her.

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