The story begins on the night of my wife’s sister’s engagement party. She comes from a Puerto Rican family with three girls. My wife was the oldest. Her middle sister was who the party was for, along with her soon-to-be husband. Her youngest sister, Layla, was introduced to me soon after my wife and I had met.
We all sat in a circle, a crowd of conversation that, unfortunately for the most part, was hard to pick up. I’ve been learning Spanish for a while now, but they just talk so fast; it’s hard to keep up. Though, I was able to pick up a few words between my wife and her youngest sister, a fresh 21-year-old. They’d go back and forth between English and Spanish, and I heard the words “90s heartthrob with piercing blue eyes.” I’m the only person at this event who has blue eyes.
“What was that?” I asked laughingly.
My wife and her sister both giggle to themselves.
“Hmm,” I thought to myself. Accepting this kind compliment, as I was very nervous around her family.
The night goes on, and as my wife works the room and the festivities of the engagement party continue, I find myself talking to Layla at the kitchen island.
“How’s the zoo?” I had asked.
I’d learned she worked there as a part-time intern before she was let go. Apparently, 21-year-olds don’t like smelling gorilla and tiger poop all day.
“It was fun for a while, but you get used to the same old thing every day.”
“I hear that,” I say.
As we talk, I can’t help but notice the shape of her figure.
Low-rise jeans with the slightest exposure of white cotton panties with a lace trim at the top. Just above these panties were faint pink hymns of stretch marks below her shirt. Perhaps, she was growing into her figure faster than she could realize. Still, growing into a beautiful woman, just like her older sisters. Her body was shaped so nicely under the tight, almost cropped shirt she was wearing. Hidden underneath the bright white was a beautiful light brown skin, visibly soft to the eye.
I pan back to her eyes, as I don’t want her to catch me as I hear,
“You ok?” My wife asks, Back from working the room?
“Oh yeah! Just chatting it up about the zoo. Haha.”
“Well, here, come with me, let’s say our goodbyes,” she says, pulling my arm.
As we make our way around the room to say our goodbyes, I feel a pair of eyes on me.
Between handshakes and hugs with strangers, I see a pair of brown eyes, big enough to feel on you when you’re facing the opposite direction, peeking at me from the corner. It was Layla. A small smirk she’d make as she sipped her champagne, as she’d fade in and out of whatever conversation she was having then.
Finally, we’d said goodbye to everyone, and we’d left.
“That was a really nice time,” I said as I drove my tired wife home.
“Yes, it was. I swear everyone loves you,” she says.
I always try to make the best impressions around her family. I pull whatever joke I can out of my ass to make anybody smile.
We get back home, finally. “Tonight really took it out of me; I think I need to just head to bed,” my wife says through an extended yawn.
Now my wife is a 5’4” petite woman. Small breasts you can cup, and an ass sculpted by the gods. She always looked so perfect to me. And anytime we’d made love, I made sure she knew the reason it’s called that.
However, tonight was not the night for that.
We lay in bed. She snores. I can’t sleep for the life of me.
I then get a notification on Instagram saying, “Layla (last name I’m not saying for obvious reasons) followed you.”
I’m not on the internet too much, hence the reason we don’t already follow one another.
I use this as an excuse to go to the living room to watch some TV to help me get a little more drowsy.
I follow her back. Almost instantly, I receive another notification.
“Layla has sent you a message:
Hey, it was really good seeing you tonight. It always is (:”
I felt flattered by this text, though I wondered why she felt the need to tell me this at 1 AM.
“Hey you, thanks! Always great seeing you and your family too (:”
She’s typing.
“My sister is so lucky to have a husband like you; she really hit the jackpot.”
Ok. We haven’t spoken much, so this niceness is kind of out of the ordinary.
“Well, I’m very lucky to have your sister in my life. She comes from a beautiful family.”
Three dots.
“Oh, so you think I’m beautiful?” she replies, followed by a smirk emoji.
Now it’s getting weird. What is she getting at?
“Yes, the whole family is such a joy to be around,” I nervously type after a few long seconds.
An icon that says “open photo” shows up on the message board. I wait a few seconds, though she knows I’m still on the screen. What I saw next threw me for the biggest loop.
A picture of her lying in bed, in a tank top she must’ve had on earlier under that shirt, barely in frame. What was visible was the cusp of her breasts. The round shape that lay towards her chin, I must admit, was tantalizing. Though not entirely visible, I could very well see that her boobs were much bigger than her sister’s. Her bedroom eyes pierced through my screen as my cock started to twitch a little in my pajama pants.
“What the fuck?” I’m thinking.
“You like that?” she types almost immediately after I close the image.
“Idk what to say,” I reply.
“Say you think I’m beautiful,” she says.
As I think of what to type, I receive a video. What the fuck do I do? This is my wife’s sister. Her 21-year-old sister! She’s exposing herself to me. Sure, she’s hot and beautiful, but I never expected this.
I open the video. Both breasts are completely visible, with elbows pressing them together. I know this because she pans down to reveal a wet, slippery, young, tight pussy. Her cream-covered fingers, a different shade from her olive skin, were rubbing up and down her young, thick pussy lips. Moans are all I can hear, and I turn the volume down to make sure nothing happens.
She pans the camera back up and sucks the cream off her pussy. She rubs her wet fingers on her tan-lined 34C breasts. Caramel brown nipples harden under the pressure.
I close out the video. Not only because I can’t believe what I’m seeing, but also my cock has pierced through the hole in my pajamas. My thick 7.5-inch cock is throbbing red. I begin to touch myself.
“You have something to say now?” she says.
“Yes. I think this is wrong. Your sister, my WIFE, will be crushed and definitely kill us both.”
I say.
“I know your dick is rock hard. My sis told me how big you were, and I’m curious. Show me. I won’t tell if you won’t.”
I take a deep breath. I start filming.
I pull down my pants, and my pulsing cock shoots upward, precum already dripping down my shaft. I give it a few strokes. Send.
A pause. She’s typing.
“Holy fuck. She was right. You have a really nice dick.”
“Thank you, lol,” I reply.
“Is my sister awake?” she asks.
“No, she’s out cold, just me right now.”
“I’ll be over in 20,” she says.
“No, that’s ok; we can just leave this right where it is.”
She doesn’t read it immediately. She’s off the chat. Then I remember… she has her sister’s location. Her young sister is coming to fuck me.
I pace in the living room. What did I get myself into? I’m still stiff thinking about what I just saw. Do I tell my wife? I continue to sweat as I wait over the next agonizing minutes, which truly feel like an eternity.
A knock on the door comes. I speedily walk to the door, so another knock is not made because the last thing I need is for my wife to wake up and find out about the mess I’m in.
I open the door to see her. Young, 5’8, tits right against the fabric, low-rise jeans on so I can still peep those white cotton panties. The thought of them and her on my living room floor hypnotized me into inviting her in.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I whisper.
“This is crazy; we can’t do this. I think we had too much to drink at the party.” I’m panicking.
“Oh, shut up. I know you don’t drink, and you wouldn’t have looked at me like that or showed me that fat cock if you didn’t want me to fuck you… Say it, you want your wife’s sister’s pussy.”
She’s got me against the wall, physically and mentally.
“Fuck. Ok, I want your pussy. I want you.”
She grabs my cock, trying to push through my pants, and pulls me into my own living room before slowly pulling them down. My throbbing cock springs out, almost hitting her in the face.
She takes me into her warm mouth. Kissing my pink tip, tracing the veins of my cock with her tongue. She kisses and sucks my balls as she strokes my sopping wet dick, just the tip, with her soft hands.
I feel myself about to erupt, and she can sense this too, so she stands up.
“You want me? Kiss my pussy. Kiss all of me.”
I press her stomach over the bar that blocks the kitchen. I slide those jeans down. I slide those soft panties I was fantasizing about to the side. I’m on my knees licking that already-dripping pussy. Her hole is so tight around my tongue. I find her clit as I push her ankles to spread her legs. I suck my lips and tongue, sucking her small pink clit. Her legs are shaking until she grabs the back of my head and lets out a small squeal.
She’s cumming on my face. I finish her off as she covers her mouth with her hands. When the shaking stops, I trail my mouth from her pussy to her tight, untouched asshole.
I need her, all of her.
I stand up, cock grazing the lowest part of her back.
I rub my tip against the back of her pussy lips and guide myself into her soaking wet cunt.
“Do it. Please,” she begs in a whisper.
I ease myself in. Tip. Then I pull it out. There’s already cream on my dick, which I can see in the low light. I give it another push, half of my dick in her walls. Filling up her young, shallow vagina. I take it out again.
“You’re so big, you’re stretching me out,” she groans.
“Baby, that’s only half of it.”
She tries to say something, but it trails into a moan instantly as I push all of my wet cock into her soaking pussy. I pulse and throb as my balls caress her clit.
I can feel her baby bush as my balls rest against her clit. As I thrust more and more, the grip of her lips keeps me in, almost pulling me back for more.
“You must keep quiet. “This is so dangerous and wrong,” I say, covering her mouth.
“Ok. Just please, don’t fucking stop. I need you.”
She says it before I stick my thumb in her mouth.
I take my thumb and slowly rub the rim of her tight asshole. I slowly slip it in. As I fuck her, I can feel the thickness of my dick in the walls of her vagina under my thumb.
The other hand is cupping her boob. I feel them shake through each movement. Pinching her nipples, jiggling her young boobies in my hand. I can do whatever I fucking want to her. I don’t care what happens.
“Get on the floor,” I command, already too far gone.
She lies down, legs open.
I kiss her pussy. I’m on the ground, my dick pressed into the carpet as I drink her. Her fountain only released more as I bob my head up and down.
I spit on my dick, and for a brief moment, I straddle her. I press her young, perfect breasts together and slide my thick cock underneath. I fuck those boobies, slowly, then a little faster. I spit on her chest and fuck them some more. Her devilish smile is killing me.
“Please. Come back. Please fuck me again.”
I oblige.
I slip myself with ease back into her pussy and begin to fuck her harder than I should. Our skin feels so good together. Covered in spit, sticking together. I pulse in her as I’m sucking on those beautiful pink nipples, hard in my mouth. She’s moaning as softly as if she were whimpering by my cock.
I’m close. She can feel it. I begin to go even harder. Beautiful brown boobies are hitting her chin as I press down on her lower stomach.
“Please give it to me. You had my cum. And I want yours. Please… daddy.”
This instantly sent me over the edge. I let go, and she knows I’ll moan, so she puts one hand over my mouth and the other holding one of her bouncing breasts. I pulse and throb as each spurt of cum fills her tight young pussy. I keep going to make sure she gets every drop.
We seal all of that with a long kiss. And as we both gather ourselves, gathering our clothes, we hear my bedroom unlock. My wife’s and my bedroom door is open.
My petite wife walks in with her cup to get a drink of water, only to find us still naked in our living room.
“What…the…FUCK?!” she says.
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