Fucking My Sister-in-Law’s Tight Pussy

When my wife and I married, my sister-in-law was a little schoolgirl. A cute, fat, and boisterous girl. But within two years, she had blossomed, blossomed, and become a young woman. What a girl! Slim waist, shapely legs, and ample breasts—a real stunner. Those full lips, big green eyes, long blonde hair, and that airy walk of hers made every man turn to look at her. I never had a negative outlook on my sister-in-law. When she came to stay with us, I showed off her legs in her flowing miniskirt. When we went to the beach, I saw her breasts stretching her swimsuit, the bulge in her front. After her bath, she’d wrap herself in a towel and emerge with her wet hair and long bare legs glistening with water droplets. When we went out for walks, I watched the flesh of her firm hips quiver and sway from side to side as she walked in her tight miniskirt before me…

She was someone I had to protect when I was with her. My wife’s sister. My relative. My sister-in-law. She was mine only in my fantasies at night. I continued to make love with my sister-in-law in my dreams. I expanded and developed the little scenes, fantasizing, and making love. While she was sleeping in the living room, I covered her spread legs. At night, in my dreams, I opened them and entered her, turning her for hours, making her writhe, making her moan and scream with pleasure.

Finally, my sister-in-law got married and went abroad (to Germany). She would only come once a year, staying only briefly. She had matured and become wonderful. Because of her brother-in-law’s work, my sister-in-law was always alone. Sometimes she would fly to join us, and sometimes she would stay with us for extended periods. One day, as we were getting dressed to go out, my sister-in-law developed a severe stomach ache. I heard her moans from the bedroom, where she had gone to put on her makeup, and I jumped up and went to her. My sister-in-law was writhing on the bed, her hands pressed against her belly. She would double over, her body contorting in every way. As she writhed in pain, the hem of her dress rose, her thin black stockinged legs spread, revealing her treasures, right down to her panties. She was wearing those sexy, lacey, embroidered stockings that completely consumed me. Her panties were thongs, nestled between her pussy and disappeared between her lips. She didn’t realize her dress had opened. She was moaning, her body writhing like a snake on the bed…

Her husband was gone again, but I was there to protect her. Her sister was also worried, demanding I take her to the doctor immediately. I hugged my sister-in-law, wrapped my arms around her waist, and helped her down the stairs to get her to the doctor. I held her tightly so she wouldn’t fall. I was both worried and happy to hold her magnificent body in my arms. My left arm was around her waist, and my right hand was gripping her right arm, my fingers entangled in her claws. She told me I had hurt her arm. I was beside myself; I had hurt my beautiful sister-in-law. I apologized. We went to the doctor, they administered the necessary treatment, and I got her medication. She was angry at my brother-in-law for not paying attention, but she looked at me with grateful eyes. That night and the years since, I developed new fantasies. Her body, writhing in pain, writhes in pleasure in my imagination, clinging to me with lust, moaning and screaming with desire and pleasure in my fantasies.

The next year, when she came home on leave alone, I teased my sister-in-law, saying, “You shouldn’t have left your brother-in-law alone, Nilay. He might get into trouble there. After all, it’s your country!” My sister-in-law said, “Don’t worry, brother-in-law, your brother-in-law has no clothes on those combs. He wouldn’t call if he were alone for a year!” I was surprised, but I managed to say, “Would anyone leave a woman like you alone?” My sister-in-law asked, “Why, brother-in-law?” I laughed and made a joke, but my words were true. “You’re young, you’re beautiful, womanizers won’t leave you alone. They’ll hang you. If they find someone like you, they won’t kidnap you, girl. Besides, how can you go so many days all alone?” My sister-in-law said, “You’re here, brother-in-law…” She said this in a different tone, as if she were saying, “You’re here, so don’t leave me alone. If I’m beautiful, you should appreciate my beauty!” For a moment, I stood staring into her eyes, unsure of what to say. After a moment’s silence, he seemed to grasp my thoughts and added, “So, you’ll protect me, and you won’t let the womanizers take over!”

“Well, you’re here, and your brother-in-law is there. A man’s cravings are bound to come true. And you’re not here either…” I said. “Nevermind, brother-in-law, I told you, he won’t call!” he said. “And what about you, Nilay? You won’t call too?” I asked. “Am I supposed to call your brother-in-law? Let him go, brother-in-law…” he said. The bitterness in his tone touched me deeply. His beautiful green eyes filled with tears. I didn’t press the issue, but the subject changed, and we started talking about other things. But I got the message: my brother-in-law couldn’t satisfy my sister-in-law. He was hungry for sex. He told my wife about it. It was true; my brother-in-law wasn’t interested in her. She’d go out on the pretext of work, drink, argue at home, and hang out with friends…

One day, when I came home from work, my sister-in-law greeted me at the door. She hugged me and kissed my cheeks. Then she pulled back, looked at me, and said, “My brother-in-law with the triangle body!” There was admiration in her eyes. She was staring at my broad chest and broad shoulders. I joked again, saying, “Come on, don’t overdo it!” But when I went to bed that night, I fantasized about doing everything I could to my sister-in-law. I imagined crushing her beneath me, fucking her pussy with my cock, making her scream with pleasure…

The next day, my sister-in-law asked me to change the settings on her phone and sit next to me. It was warm, and she was wearing a thin strappy blouse. While I was on the phone, she leaned over, making the changes she wanted, and observed what I was doing. We were face to face. She was sitting next to me in her shorts. I watched her beautiful legs from the corner of my eye. She leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against my arm. My eyes were on the phone, and all my senses were focused on my right arm, where her chest was resting. She moved a little closer, and now my sister-in-law’s hard breast was being crushed against my bicep. I could feel it; she was doing it on purpose. But in the image, it seemed like she was completely focused on her phone, unaware that her chest was being crushed. I felt like throwing the phone away. It was as if Satan were whispering in my ear: “Throw it away, give me everything you want! Make love, kiss, caress your sister-in-law!” But again, it all ended without me making a single move. I adjusted her phone and handed it over, and she thanked me for my concern.

One long holiday, when we went to Germany to visit them, we forgot to bring condoms, so we had to buy them there. It’s easy to say, we were supposed to be in Germany for four weeks. Since we didn’t speak the language, my wife had to shyly ask my sister-in-law for help at Kaufhof. When I heard my wife ask, “I wonder if they’re wide enough? They won’t be too tight for your brother-in-law?”, my eyes met hers. My sister-in-law was looking deeply into my eyes, as if trying to tell me something. That night, when my wife and I were alone, we used the condom. When I closed my eyes while I was moving in and out of my wife’s pussy, I could see my sister-in-law’s eyes staring at me with interest.

Another night, when we all went to a nightclub together, she was wearing a super-mini black skirt. Her shapely, column-like legs, sheer black stockings, thin high heels, and a low-cut black bustier with suspenders—she was once again the vamp of my dreams. All night, I couldn’t take my eyes off my sister-in-law’s sexy body as she danced. It was exquisite.

When our German vacation ended and we returned to Türkiye, my sister-in-law was constantly on my mind. For a year, I’d reflect on what we’d experienced during our brief time together in Germany, developing new experiences, fantasizing, writing scenarios, and finding solace in fleeting memories. While making love with my wife, I’d close my eyes and constantly fantasize about my sister-in-law. While I was having sex with my wife, I’d imagine my sister-in-law right there on the edge of the bed, watching us fuck. She’d pleasure herself with her hand under her skirt, in her panties. Unable to resist, she’d undress, her naked body writhing with pleasure next to us on our bed. I’d hold back while having sex with her sister-in-law, refrain from ejaculating, and then I’d start fucking my sister-in-law after fucking her and bringing her to orgasm. She’d be thirsty for sex, responding to every desire with desire. With this fantasy, my cock would become as hard as it had ever been, and I’d assault my wife.

Last summer, the worst happened. My sister-in-law, who couldn’t quit her job again, left her in Germany and came on vacation with the kids. We met her at the airport, and I embraced her with longing. I kissed her cheeks. She pressed herself to my chest, hugged her tightly for a moment, and then let go. I truly missed her. As planned, we all went to a resort in Bodrum the next day. Since we’d made the reservations in advance, there weren’t any local tourists. My sister-in-law was staying in the bungalow next door with the kids, and my sister and I were in a large single-bedroom room. We all split up in two rooms. My wife came back after dropping the kids off at the pool and flopped down on the large bed, the heat and road fatigue taking its toll. I wanted to dive right into the sea, washing away the fatigue and sweat of the long journey. I quickly stripped off my clothes and began searching for my swimsuit, completely naked.

The moment I found my swimsuit, the door flew open, and my sister-in-law stormed into the room. “Come on, everyone! We’re going to the sea! Get ready, quick!” she shouted cheerfully. Ugh, my sister-in-law was so sweet again. Of course, she wasn’t what she was when she was a young girl, but that curvy body was still at its sweetest, most flamboyant stage of womanhood. After two children, she was still rock solid. Her breasts had gotten even bigger. Her bikini top barely covered them. Don’t even ask about her bottom. It was tiny. It started just above her pussy, revealing only a tiny triangle between her legs. The sides were tied in a string-like bow. If you pulled it, she would be completely naked!

She was studying me just as I was studying her, her eyes flickering up and down with admiration for a moment. Suddenly, I was overcome with rage. I completely forgot I was naked as I gazed at my sister-in-law’s sexy body, as she suddenly burst into the room without knocking on the door we’d left her keys in. And as I watched my sexy sister-in-law, my penis naturally hardened and became erect. My sister-in-law’s cheeks were flushed, and she stared unflinchingly at the spear in front of me. I quickly ran to the bathroom and threw on my swimsuit. My wife’s eyes were closed, completely unaware. My sister-in-law, her cheeks still red, stared at me.

I opened my arms and said, “I’m ready! But your lazy sister wants to sleep in this heat!” My wife said, “Oh, I have a headache again. You go, won’t you?” she said, without opening her eyes. “You turn on the air conditioning; a cool, quiet sleep will help me feel better. You take the kids and go have fun.” My sister-in-law said, “Okay, sister. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of the kids. They’ve already taken a dip in the kiddie pool. You just rest. I’ve been longing for the sun all year. I have to go now, see you soon, sister. Come on, brother-in-law, let’s go!” I said, and we left the room…

My sister-in-law and I started talking, her in front, me behind, along the narrow path leading to the sea. I was watching my sister-in-law from behind now. Her wide hips and slim waist were magnificent. She even had a gold chain around that tiny waist, and she finished me off. Her anklet was shining, and she skipped around in her high-heeled sandals, her hips swaying and twirling, like a “Nazo Gelin.” I wanted to place the hardness that was starting to strain against my swimsuit between those hips. I wanted to hear those rock-solid hips quiver against the tip of my cock…

My sister-in-law apologized, “Oh, brother-in-law, I’m sorry, I should have knocked. I was so excited I didn’t even think about you changing into your swimsuit in the middle of the room…” “It’s nothing, dear. Don’t take my word for it. It’s my fault, as you said, changing into your swimsuit in the middle of the room, and your assets are out in the open…” My sister-in-law laughed heartily and joked, “Yes, brother-in-law, you have to declare your assets!” Hearing this, I forced my eyes away from her hips and looked at her face in surprise. She was talking while also turning her head back to look at me. She knew I was staring at her hips. I blushed. My sister-in-law pointed with her seductive eyes at the bulge that bulged at the front of my swimsuit and laughed, “Brother-in-law, if you keep looking at me like that, your wealth will increase accordingly!” Before my sister-in-law could answer, we were at the kiddie pool…

We watched the children splashing around in the water with glee. My sister-in-law said, “Come on, brother-in-law, they’re having a good time, let’s throw ourselves into the sea!” “Let’s go, sister-in-law…” I said. “So? What happened? Aren’t you coming?” my sister-in-law asked. She asked the question with her lips pouting like a child. Those meatball lips were as if they were saying, eat me, bite me. I smiled back, “I’m coming, but you only forgot to wear a swimsuit!” I said, showing her the bottom of the tiny bikini she was wearing that barely covered her pussy and ass. She understood and laughed heartily. Her smile was sexy, too. It melted your heart. “Oh my gosh, brother-in-law!” she said, laughing, taking my arm and saying, “This is the seaside; everyone is naked, look!” and showing us around. It was true, there were only foreign tourists around: swimsuits, bikinis, topless, thongs. All sizes, colors, all kinds…

“I don’t know, girl. They wear them, they’re tourists!” I said. My sister-in-law laughed and said, “Okay, brother-in-law, I’m a tourist too, I’m from Europe. I can dress like them too!” I laughed and said, “Well, at least take your clothes off, you’ll be a tourist, just like them…” “Why not, brother-in-law? Is there anything I’m missing from them? You’ve reminded me of that…” She said, and with that, she reached her hand up to her neck and pulled down her bikini top. I was stunned. Her large breasts were now on full display. Oh… It was amazing! I could barely resist reaching out and cupping them, kissing those grape-like nipples. I stood there as if hypnotized, as if I’d been shot. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her breasts. I don’t know how long I remained like that. My sister-in-law smiled, took my arm, and moved forward, only to come back to my senses.

My sister-in-law said, “Oh, brother-in-law! Don’t look at me like you’ve never seen breasts! Let’s go swimming so no one else can see your precious sister-in-law. Are you jealous of your sister-in-law?” I said, “I’ve seen plenty of her, but yours are different. Besides, I’m your brother-in-law’s representative here. I have to protect you…” We were in the water, talking as we talked. She was trying to tiptoe to protect her feet from the pebbles at the bottom, holding my arm and leaning against me to maintain her balance. She didn’t forget to press her topless breasts against me. I tried to hide it, acting as if I didn’t care, but the closeness was driving me crazy. The depth wasn’t very deep, the water was still around our waists. We continued our conversation, which had become quite erotic…

My sister-in-law asked, “Oh? So, what do you have the authority to do as your representative, brother-in-law?” When she said, “What kind of Nilay?” I understood exactly what she meant. We weren’t entering the sea, but dangerous waters. We were wandering around the edges of a vortex that was drawing us in. “How much authority do you have? Are you only authorized by jealousy? Or can you do everything the person who gave you the power of attorney does?” my sister-in-law asked. Oh! I fell apart again when I heard that suggestive, sloppy question. She practically wanted it, the bitch. “Oh, honey, if you only knew the things I do to you in my dreams!” I thought to myself, but I tried to pull myself together. “Of course I’ll be jealous if you’re walking around like that, like a freak. You attract attention. Men turn and stare at you like they’re about to eat you. I feel like I’ve been cuckolded!” I said.

My sister-in-law said, “Never mind, brother-in-law! What harm can there be in looking? They say looking at beauty is a virtue. You must find me beautiful, too; you were looking where they were just now!” “It’s normal for me to look. You’re entrusted to me. I need to look after you like my own. That’s why I’m looking after you!” I said. “But the person who gave you the power of attorney doesn’t look at you as much as you do; your eyes are always on me!” she said. “So, what’s my fault in this? You’re so sweet. You’re amazing!” I said. “Really, brother-in-law? Am I really beautiful to look at?” he asked. “It’s absurd to even ask, darling! You know I’m your biggest fan. Look at that body. Every inch of you is rock solid. You’re a hottie. Men would give the world to be with you!” I said. “Oh, brother-in-law! You’re embarrassing me. Don’t overdo it, I’ll spoil you!” he said.

I stopped, turned my head, grabbed her hands, and lifted them up, staring at her body. Her tiny bikini appeared and disappeared in the waves. The thin, damp fabric of her wet skin couldn’t hide the bulge of her pussy, revealing every feature. The cold water had swelled the tips of her large breasts, so large they looked like they were about to drive me crazy. And her muscular belly, so steep it jutted out from her bare breasts. The more I looked, the more I wanted to lick that tiny belly button. “Am I lying, girl? Look at this beauty! You have every right to be pampered and looked after with this beauty. You must have been born on a Sunday, sister-in-law. God created you with all his care on his day off!” I said jokingly.

My sister-in-law laughed again, “Oh, thank you, brother-in-law. Thank you!” she said, and wrapped her arms around my neck, reaching for my cheek to kiss me. She leaned forward slightly, leaving a few inches between them. She must have been thinking of a typical Brother-in-law-sister kiss. But I couldn’t resist anymore. I wrapped my arms around my sister-in-law’s waist, pulled her in sharply, and kissed her on the corner of her lips. We stood there like that. Neither she untangled her arms from my neck, nor I let go of her waist. We just stood there, face to face. Her lips were parted. Those succulent lips. She looked into my eyes, into my eyes. Those kissable nipples brushed against my chest, devouring me. I looked around for a moment; no one was watching or paying attention. I thought if we were to join together right there in the water, no one would care. I could see people kissing like we did, hugging and caressing each other, couples frolicking joyfully in the water. They passed us without looking at us, smiling faintly. Everyone was in their own element.

I tightened my arm a little, squeezing slightly, then a little tighter. Her breasts were now squishing against my chest. Without letting go, I took a few steps forward, the water now above our waists. I slid one hand down and pressed against her hips. Her groin pressed against my front. Being entangled with this woman in the water had made my cock hard as a rock. My hard, thick cock was rebelling against my swimsuit, swelling and swelling. My sister-in-law’s groin was now pressed against this bulge. We were swaying back and forth, side to side, in the waves, and the movement caused our crotches to rub together. My cock was throbbing. I could feel it pulsating. It was painful, like it was about to explode…

My sister-in-law suddenly said, “Brother-in-law…” in a low voice. Her breasts were heaving, and she licked her lips. Her lips were dry. “My dear, my dear,” I said. I was no different. I nearly came right where I was. “Brother-in-law, I… I…” she said. “Tell me, my beauty?” I said. “Brother-in-law, my knees are shaking. Hold me. Hold me!” she said. “I’m holding you, darling. Don’t worry. I won’t let you go. I won’t let you go even if you want me to!” I said. I hugged my sister-in-law tightly. We were in ecstasy. We didn’t care about the people around us. She buried her head in my neck. Her breath was like fire, burning my neck. I ran my hand along her hips. I cupped her wet bikini bottoms and squeezed them in the water. My other hand caressed her back, her neck, her hair…

“Brother-in-law… Don’t…” she writhed softly. “What shouldn’t I do, Nilay?” I said. Don’t do what you’re doing. We can’t…” she said. “Why?” I whispered in her ear. “Why shouldn’t we? Tell me!” I said. “It’s not right, brother-in-law. “We… my sister… my husband…” she said. She neither untangled her arms nor made any effort to move away. She didn’t seem to mind being crushed in my arms. She was just trembling like a bird caught in mistletoe. Caressing her cheeks with my lips, I whispered, “Your husband isn’t with you, as always. Your sister has taken her medication for a headache and is sleeping soundly, and I’m alone, as always. It’s just the two of us. You and me. I want you. And I’ve wanted you for years, you know?” I said.

“I know, brother-in-law! Your looks. Your movements. It’s so unmistakable. You have such a look that it melts my heart when you look at it!” he said. “And you? Don’t you want it? I know you’re hungry too. Your sister told me what happened; your stupid brother-in-law has been neglecting you all along!” I said. “That’s right, brother-in-law. That’s right. He wants me once a month when he feels like it. And that’s because I force him to. And when it happens, it’s only for two minutes. “No kissing, no loving… He ejaculates prematurely in two minutes and turns his back on me. I’m a woman too, brother-in-law. I have the right to be happy too. I couldn’t go to other men. I didn’t want to be a whore. I even had lesbian sex. But it didn’t work. It’s not the same, brother-in-law. I kept everything to myself. I did everything to attract his attention. Sexy lingerie, clothes, garters, scents…” she said.

“Ooohhh… Don’t tell me, Nilay, you’re wearing me out. What I wouldn’t give to see you like that!” I managed to say. “Look, brother-in-law, you get aroused by my telling you, and my husband isn’t interested when I’m around. Besides…” he said. “Tell me, honey, don’t be shy. There’s nothing left to be shy about anymore. You’ve seen me, I see you!” I said. “That’s right. I saw yours. I guess that’s our problem…” he said. “What’s the problem? I don’t understand?” I said. “Little brother-in-law. My husband’s penis is small. It’s tiny compared to yours. Now I understand, my husband has a complex, that’s why he won’t make love to me. It’s not like yours…” She said, turning her head and looking around. When she saw that no one was paying attention to us and everyone was doing their own thing, she put her hand between us and grabbed my dick under the water, over my swimsuit…

I wasn’t expecting this. I winced. A moan escaped me. “Ohhh, Nilay! What are you doing?” I said. “Mmmm. Brother-in-law, please let me touch her. I’ve been dying to do this ever since I saw you naked in the room. Let me caress you, let me feel what real manhood is!” she said, her hand stroking my hard, rock-hard cock from outside my swimsuit. Her eyes half-closed, she did it with pleasure. When I slightly lowered my swimsuit with my hand, I felt her fingers, burning like fire even in the water, on the shaft of my cock. Her fingers gripped the shaft tightly and squeezed. She reached out her lips, and I first gently caressed her lips, then began sucking on her lower lip.

My sister-in-law was saying in a low voice, “Brother-in-law, how beautiful she is. I can feel your veins. Please take me, make love to me. I can’t stand it anymore. Ohhh. Come on, Brother-in-law! I’m burning. Put out your sister-in-law’s fire, Brother-in-law!” I said, “I can’t stand it either, my dear. You’ve finished me. Let go if you want, I’m about to cum…” I said. “Then let go, Brother-in-law!” She increased the pressure of her fingers. She was making me masturbate in the water. I couldn’t hold back anymore; I started to convulse, to ejaculate. She pulled her hand away and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pressed her lips to mine and began sucking. We were wrapped in each other’s arms. Our naked bodies were pressed tightly together, her breasts squishing against my chest, my cock crushing between us. When the convulsions subsided, I lay motionless for a moment…

Then my sister-in-law was the first to come to her senses. “Come on, brother-in-law, let’s continue in my room. Hurry up, I can’t stand it anymore!” I pulled on my swimsuit, wrapped my arms around my sister-in-law’s slim waist, and we walked, arms around each other, to the beach. We walked quickly past the children’s pool. The entertainers had gathered the children, having fun. They were oblivious to the world. We continued climbing without stopping. I slowly opened the door to our room and looked in. My wife was still fast asleep, her medicine bottle beside her. I closed the door slowly and ran to my sister-in-law, who had entered the bungalow before me, leaving the door ajar. I went inside and turned the lock.

I couldn’t believe it. What I’d been dreaming of for years was coming true. My sister-in-law stood before me. She was as excited as I was. She was panting, her eyes fixed on mine, gazing passionately at me. Naked, clad only in her bikini bottoms, she stood before me like the statue of a goddess. I could see her breasts rising and falling. I reached out, took her hand, and pulled her close. “Honey… Are you sure you want this? If you’d like, I can leave right now; we can continue our lives as if nothing happened?” I asked. She hugged me immediately. Leaning her lips together, she whispered, “I’m sure, brother-in-law! I don’t care about anything! Don’t leave me. Hold me. I won’t let go even if you want. Let me experience my womanhood!”

The sin was gone from me now. I embraced my sister-in-law, pulled her close, and pressed her between my arms and pressed her lips against my lips. I held her tightly, pressing my chest and breasts against her, my hands against her hips. My sister-in-law and I were one body. I sucked on her lips. I plunged my tongue into her parted mouth, caressing it. Grabbing her neck and hair, I tilted her head back, gently brushing my lips along her neck, then down to her breasts. Her breasts, which I’d been yearning to cup and kiss ever since she’d taken off her clothes at sea, finally met my lips. When I touched her enlarged nipple, she moaned, “Mmmmm…” I played with her breasts for a while, caressing them a little with my lips, a little with my tongue. My sister-in-law was moaning and writhing in ecstasy in my arms, saying, “Ohhh… Don’t do it, brother-in-law! Don’t torture me! Ahh… It’s so beautiful! Suck them, brother-in-law! Suck!”

I took her nipple into my mouth and began sucking it fiercely. I sucked her breast like a vacuum. My sister-in-law was tangling her fingers in my hair, pulling me in, moaning, “Ooohhh! So beautiful! Mmmm… Suck! Oohhhh! You’re finishing me off, brother-in-law! Ooohhhh…” she kept saying. I sucked one of her right breasts, then licked the other, sucking and eating her. She writhed in my arms. I let go of her breasts and held her by her arms, carrying her back to the large, double bed two steps away. I gently laid her down. From where I’d left off, I began licking her way down. I reached her navel. I stuck the tip of my tongue into her belly button, licking and biting. I knelt down. Her pussy, swollen with lust and swollen like a fist in her bikini, was before me.

I reached the bow of her tiny bikini, soaked in her pre-cum, and undid them both. Now my sister-in-law’s pussy was naked before my eyes. She’d waxed her pussy hair, leaving only a thin, long tuft just above it, like the Brazilian women shave their pussies. Her swollen outer lips were parted, and her rosy inner lips were wet and glistening with the pleasure juices gushing from within. The waters soaked her legs, dripping down from her crotch. I licked them up, pressing them with my tongue. When I reached her pussy, I withdrew my tongue and looked up at her face. She was on her elbows, her lips parted, watching me with narrowed eyes. Her fingers were tucked into my hair. I looked down at her pussy and planted a small kiss on it…

My sister-in-law moaned, “Oohhh! Brother-in-law…” she said immediately. “Don’t…” she said. “I want to, darling. I want to kiss, lick. Suck, put my tongue inside you. Don’t you want it? Let me have you!” I said. “Okay, brother-in-law, don’t pay attention to me. Do whatever you want! Do you know that clumsy husband of mine has never done this? Neither his tongue nor his lips have touched my pussy! He can’t do it, you idiot! Come on, give me that pleasure, brother-in-law! Keep going!” she said. I kissed her pussy again and again, moving around it with kisses. My sister-in-law spread her legs as wide as she could like compasses. Now her pussy was truly blossoming. I traced the outer lips of her pussy with my lips, as if kissing. I began licking it with my tongue. When my tongue touched her clitoris, she trembled like an electric shock, and her fingers in my hair contracted…

I hooked my fingers around her hips, pulled her closer, and began sucking her hardened clitoris, trapping it between my lips and licking it with my tongue. My sister-in-law’s tremors continued. Her contractions intensified, and her fingers were starting to hurt my hair, and she kept pulling, “Aaahhh… Brother-in-law… What are you doing to me? Ooohhh… You’re finishing me off… I’m coming!” When she said that, I suddenly stopped licking her pussy and moved up. I took her nipples roughly between my lips and began sucking. My sister-in-law, confused, was gripping the sheets in her hands and shaking her head from side to side. When I moved up to her breasts, she wrapped her arms around herself and pulled me tightly. She was overcome with pleasure, shaking with the waves of orgasm and screaming. I pressed myself against her lips. I began sucking on those fleshy, tender lips. Her cries of pleasure were muffled in my mouth. I ignored the pain her nails caused as they scratched my back. I bit her lower lip.

After a while, everything calmed down. The storm had passed. I buried my face in her neck, breathing like a bellows. My sister-in-law was also gasping for air. Her firm breasts were heaving beneath me. I threw myself aside, sliding over her, and toppled over. We were now lying side by side. I looked and saw a small drop of blood where I’d bitten her lip. I propped myself up on my elbow, picked it up with my index finger, and showed it to her. I whispered, “I’m sorry!” and licked it. My sister-in-law smiled, her face weary of sex, and said, “I sacrifice my blood for you, brother-in-law! I’ve never felt such pleasure in my life. I never knew an orgasm was possible like this. You’ve exhausted me with pleasure! You’ve killed me with pleasure!”

“I can’t believe you, Nilay. You’ve been married for so many years. How can that be?” I asked. “Believe me, brother-in-law, believe me. This is why I’m tired of marriage. When I saw women ejaculating like this in movies and porn, and when the women around me told me about it, I thought, ‘It can’t be.’ I said, ‘Either they’re lying, or I’m not living my womanhood!'” she said. As my sister-in-law told me these things, I ran my lips over her feathery lips, her ears, and her cheeks. My free hand circled her beautiful body, caressing every inch of her. I caressed her breasts, her flat stomach, her belly button, the hair she’d left in a decorative stripe. I ran my fingers along her wet, soaked pussy lips, drenched in the whirlwind of pleasure she’d just experienced, and I rubbed my fingertip over her clitoris…

For minutes, I tried to inflict the deepest passion on this sexy creature, but I was still hungry. My hardened cock, its veins swollen with blood, pressed against her legs as I stood sideways. My sister-in-law shivered as she felt the hardness of my cock alongside my caresses, her hair standing on end, and her clit began to harden again. I couldn’t resist anymore. I sat up, parted my sister-in-law’s legs, and lay on top of her without leaning on her. My cock was now pressing between her legs. I caressed her wet pussy lips with my cock. The slick fluids had lubricated the mushroom-like head of my cock. The head of my cock was beginning to glisten wetly. I continued a little longer, brushing against her clit, caressing the entrance to her flowing pussy with my cock, and then I began to feel the fire…

It was hot. My sister-in-law’s pussy was burning. I could feel the fire even before I entered her. When she felt my hardness against her pussy opening, she parted her legs a little more and let out a deep, “Ooohhh!” She hugged me tightly, kissing and sucking my lips. I continued to brush her pussy, pressing my cock against her clit as I caressed her entire length. My sister-in-law’s hips began to move, she was squirming beneath me, making movements as if demanding I enter her. Finally, she couldn’t resist. “Oohhh! Come on, brother-in-law, put it in already! Enough with the writhing!” she said. “Do you want it? Shall I come in?” I said. “Yes! Come in, come in! Put it in! I can’t take it anymore! Soo!” my sister-in-law pleaded.

“You’re burning like fire, my love. If you want me to come in, you have to ask!” I said. My sister-in-law, surprised, said, “I do, brother-in-law!” “My love, call it whatever you want! If you want me to fuck you, order me to fuck you! Tell me, shall I fuck you? Shall I enter that wet, nutty pussy of yours with my cock?” When I said, “Yes, brother-in-law! Yes! Fuck me! I’ve been begging you to put it in, come on now, put that big thing inside me! I’ve been dreaming of this for years. I satisfied myself by listening to the sounds you made while making love to my sister, by hearing her screams of pain and pleasure. I imagined you lying under my husband. I closed my eyes and pretended it was you lying on top of me. I imagined you embracing me tightly with those muscular arms of yours, fucking me crushingly with your triangular body. Especially when I saw you naked this morning, I died, I was finished, brother-in-law! I’ve been burning to eat this since that moment. Come on, fuck me already!” he said.

“Believe me, I always dreamed of you too! When I was fucking your sister, I imagined you were with us in the dark, watching us, fucking you too! You were always with us when we were fucking your sister!” I said. “Come on, brother-in-law! Now I’m really with you. I’m underneath you. Fuck me! My pussy wants to eat your dick! Oohhhh, look how my pussy is burning? Come on, put that big dick in my pussy! Fuck your sister-in-law! Mmmmm, come on, fuck me!” he said. “Ohhh, my sister-in-law! My slippery pussy! Don’t worry, I’ll give you such pleasure, you’ll make me suffer for years!” I said, and I placed the head of my dick on her pussy lips and tried to enter slowly. But despite all the slipperiness and the flowing juices of pleasure, my dick was having trouble entering. Nilay also raised her head, biting her lips, trying to watch my dick enter her pussy. Unable to resist, he put his hands between us and parted her pussy lips. He said, “Come on, get inside me, brother-in-law! Look, I opened my doors for you. Come on, put your dick in! Put it in my pussy!”

When I started thrusting, she started moaning, “It hurts! Slow down, brother-in-law! Fuck your sister-in-law slowly! I’m not used to taking such big cocks!” I said, “My darling. Don’t worry, I can’t hurt you. I won’t hurt you. I’ll put my dick in slowly, getting it used to, getting it wet and wet! I can’t hurt that beautiful pussy of yours! Ohhhh, sister-in-law! Your pussy is so tight, it’s like a virgin’s pussy!” “My lion brother-in-law! My man! Ooohhhh! I’m practically a virgin until I eat your big cock. My husband’s little dick couldn’t open my pussy, couldn’t satisfy me! Fuck your sister-in-law! Your brother-in-law couldn’t fuck me well, you fuck your sister-in-law, fill your sister-in-law with cock! Ooohhh! Look, the head’s in! It’s standing there like a knob at my door, shove it all in!” my sister-in-law was saying.

I started slowly. I was entering my sister-in-law’s tight pussy, bit by bit. Two inches in, two inches back. Two inches in, one back. As I said, practice, practice, practice! I pushed halfway in, waited. I slowly pulled back to the tip and entered again, the juices flowing from her pussy soaking my cock from head to toe. My sister-in-law’s eyes had begun to roll, her lips were sweaty. She was breathing in short gasps. She had her hands on my waist, trying to hold me back as I pushed. When the pain subsided, she pulled back, demanding I enter again. My sister-in-law controlled the entrance and exit. I was halfway in. I paused and waited a moment. Then I grabbed her shoulders and suddenly thrust…

My sister-in-law screamed, “Aaahhhhhhhh!” “You ripped my pussy open, brother-in-law! Your big cock is killing me! Please stop! Don’t move! Wait a minute! Let him get used to it! Ooohhh, I’ve never tasted it like this before! It’s amazing! It’s like concrete poured into my pussy, like an arm thrust into my pussy, brother-in-law! The pleasure is indescribable! How wonderful it is to have that thick cock inside me! It hurts and feels like pleasure! Ooohhhh!” When she said that, I stood still and waited. Then I leaned down and began licking and kissing her lips. Her earlobes, her neck. I leaned even further down and reached for her breasts. I sucked on the tips. My sister-in-law moaned again. As I sucked, I began to move my cock inch by inch inside her pussy. Then I started moving back and forth. I pulled out slowly, inch by inch, and when the tip appeared, I entered again, slowly, bit by bit. My sister-in-law’s voice, her breath caught, all her attention, all her senses focused on my cock entering her pussy…

My groin touched her groin, the head of my cock at the very base. I pressed down, crushing her clitoris with all my weight, and slowly backed out. I kept doing the same motion. Nilay had started to moan again. Her nails were dragging along my back, her head involuntarily shaking from side to side. She was wetting her dry lips with her tongue. When I saw her tiny pink tongue, I couldn’t resist. I leaned down and kissed that wet tongue, caressing it with my tongue. Her moans were drowning in my mouth. Her fingers had now caressed my back, moving down my hips, between her legs, caressing and clawing my hips, which were constantly moving. I leaned my weight onto one elbow, caressing her breasts with my left hand, pinching and caressing her nipples with my fingers. I started to pick up speed. I was working like Morse code: two long, one short. Two short, one bottom! With the long hair on my groin (which I hadn’t shaved for a long time), I was sometimes caressing, sometimes pressing and crushing my sister-in-law’s hardened clitoris…

As I was ramming, my sister-in-law seemed to go crazy with pleasure, she was saying constantly, “Ohhh brother-in-law, what kind of pleasure is this? Oohhhhh, so this is what making love is! Come on, speed up brother-in-law, bury your dick deep inside me! Ohhhh! My brother-in-law with a big cock, you fuck great! My man! My husband! Ooohhhh, ram it into my pussy! Ram it! Fuck me, my pussy! Aaahhhh! Ooohhh! I’ve never made love like this brother-in-law, I’ve never fucked like this, I’ve never been fucked like this! My strong man, press down, crush me, break my bones! Ram your dick into my pussy, brother-in-law!” I was also losing control of myself with such talk from my sister-in-law and I was saying, “My tight pussy sister-in-law! My bitch! My love! I would be the sacrificed victim of your pussy that wraps my dick like a glove! Mhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh!” I kept pushing and pushing into my sister-in-law’s tight pussy…

Suddenly, my sister-in-law cried out, “Yes, brother-in-law! Yes, that’s it! Push! Push! Push fast! Ohhhh! I can feel your big dick down to the veins, I can feel its head like a fist! Aaaahhhh! Ohhhhhhhh! I’m coming, brother-in-law!” She began to struggle and spasm again. My sister-in-law’s hips were heaving, her teeth clenched, her breaths hissing through them, and she was throwing her head from side to side. My sister-in-law had stopped whispering and was screaming loudly as she orgasmed and came. We didn’t care about anyone at that moment; we didn’t care if they heard or saw, we both didn’t care if the world fell apart. I couldn’t bear it anymore. “I’m coming too! Should I come out, my love?” I managed, breathless. “No! Come inside me, brother-in-law! I’m protected! Come on, water me! Come on!” she said. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. With one last thrust, I pushed my cock all the way to the base, and I started squirting, screaming, inside my sister-in-law’s pussy. My spurting seemed endless…

I collapsed on top of my sister-in-law. We were both out of breath. I hadn’t pulled out. My sister-in-law was still convulsing. Her arms and legs were still locked in place. Finally, she calmed down. She went through a few more spasms like a mare being bridled, then lay motionless. I fell to the ground beside her. The sperm I’d poured into her was dripping down her gaping pussy and onto the bed. Her chest was heaving, her lips convulsed, her mouth open, gasping for air. I reached up and gently kissed her bruised lips. Her lips moved, and I silenced her with a finger. It felt like any word would break the spell we were in. My sister-in-law’s green eyes looked at me like a satisfied, happy, content cat.