Carrie and I are both twenty-five and have been married for two years. My eighteen year old sister-in-law, Marcy is not only a big flirt, but also a tease. I am not sure how much longer I can hold off her advances which have intensified over the last month. I keep telling Carrie, but she thinks it is all in my head.
Anyway, here I am alone in bed, reading a note that Carrie left on her pillow…
Good Morning Stud
Last night you rocked my world (again) and I have no idea where I got the strength to get up early. Terri and I are spending the day doing girl things, I’ll be back by dinner time.
Love,
Carrie
I climb out of bed, noticing my morning wood is standing tall. Smiling at thoughts of last night, I decide to take a bubble bath. Carrie and I take one together at least once a week and besides, a good soaking will be relaxing. I walk to the master bathroom, prepare the Jacuzzi tub and put on my iPod for some music.
Once the tub starts filling with water, I add the bubble bath. When everything is ready, I step in and sit down, letting the warm water envelop me. My muscles begin to relax as I turn on the jets, except for mr. woody. Leaning back, I cover my chest with the bubbles and inhale the fragrance. Closing my eyes, thoughts of last night find my hands traveling down my body to my groin.
With one hand, I fondle my balls and rub the circumcised head of my cock with the palm of the other hand. Reliving the moments from last night, my hand moves down to the thick shaft. Slowly, my hand begins gliding up and down as I continue to fondle the swelling balls filling with cum. The image of Carrie begins to fade away, as another image slowly appears in my thoughts.
Continuing on with my self-pleasure, this unknown image becomes clearer and clearer. I see a very fit body with small, perky breasts. My hands freeze as the face of this image slowly reveals itself, it’s my sister, Marcy! I let out a gasp, my eyes still closed as I try to erase her from my mind. It is no use, so I continue masturbating to images of us fucking. I am very close to coming when I hear water splashing. I freeze, my eyes remain closed in hopes it is Carrie, who has joined me in the tub.
My one hand still holds the balls filled with cum, the other is wrapped around a now softening shaft. The pounding of my heart increases as the quiet moments pass. There is movement now, whoever it is, and I hope it is my wife, comes closer. Keeping my eyes closed, the ear plugs to my iPod are removed. Opening my eyes, I am hoping to see Carrie, instead it’s Marcy who stands before me. Her skin covered in bubble bath, her hair pulled back so it is off her long slender neck. Unable to say anything, and in disbelief, I blink twice to see if I am imaging this. Realizing this is not a figment of my imagination, I sit up and before I can say anything Marcy puts her finger to my lips.
“Shh, James, this is happening.” She then takes my left hand in hers, bringing it to her right breast. “Oh James, you look so hot stroking that stiff cock of yours.”
Instinctively, my hand cradles her breast as we look at one another. “This is so wrong Marcy, I’m a married man and your brother-in-law .” I say, and she again puts a finger on my lips.
My hand, holding a now stiffening shaft begins to slowly coax it back to life. Leaning forward, I suck on Marcy’s nipple, flicking my tongue across the sensitive bud. She grips my shoulders with her delicate hands, squeezing tightly to maintain her balance as I am biting down on the now stiff nipple.
“Oh Yes, harder!” Marcy screams out, as she straddles my thighs.
Grabbing the back of my head, she clenches a handful of hair and pulls me over to her other nipple. My mouth closes around the stiff nub and I bite down hard, eliciting a loud scream from Marcy. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she watches.
I stop fisting my cock and point it straight up, Marcy sees the mushroom shaped head emerge from the water. She lowers herself as I hold her hips and when the tip of my cock is nestled against the entrance to her pussy she tells me, “I have wanted this for a long time James.”
Marcy slowly slides herself down my pole until she has all of me inside her warm pussy. Looking into her eyes, I cannot find the strength to tell her again that I think this is wrong. The only words that come out of my mouth are, “This will be the only time, Marcy.”
Smiling, Marcy slowly moves up and down on my cock as she leans toward me. I cover her breasts with kisses and suckle on her nipples as she moves faster on my throbbing cock. The more I tease her sensitive nipples, the hotter Marcy becomes and the closer I am to emptying my balls and filling her pussy with cum.
Marcy is bouncing up and down on my cock, causing my balls to begin emptying. I can feel the first load about to spill forth as Marcy slams down hard one last time, screaming out, “I’m cuummiinngg!” Her hands grab the back of my neck and pull me to her and our mouths collide in one of the most passionate kisses I have ever experienced.
It is then that my balls release the built up load of cum, sending it up my pulsating shaft. I moan out, “Yes, yes, I’m cuummiinngg!” We both feel the spray, splash against the fleshy walls, filling her pussy to overflowing.
“That was hot, you guys.”
Stunned to see Carrie standing in the doorway butt naked, I’m at a loss for words and can only watch as she walks over to us.
Before I can speak, Marcy kisses me and then looks at Carrie, “You were right, he is most definitely a stud!”
“Well, get out of there so I can have a turn with my stud.”
I try to speak, but Carrie has other plans as she kisses me and straddles my thighs. Her pussy rubs against the length of my still hard shaft, her large breasts gently bounce with every movement. Looking at me and with Marcy standing next to the tub, Carrie continues, “I know that Marcy has been flirting and teasing you, and she also told me how lucky I am to have a hot looking stud like you. I decided that I would share you with her under the condition I would watch. She readily agreed, so here we are. I hope you are okay with this arrangement, but get any ideas of a threesome with us or Marcy and I having sex out of your head, it simply will not happen. We will watch each other like now, but neither of us will be masturbating as we watch. If you agree to these terms then pull me onto your cock and let’s fuck.”
Marcy rises up, water cascading down her supple body and Carrie steps in, taking her place. “It’s your turn to watch, and remember Marcy, no touching yourself. Michael will do all the touching once I finish with him.”
Without saying a word, I pull my loving wife onto my cock and we fuck our brains out as my sister watches, knowing there is more to come. The three of us spend the rest of the day enjoying our new arrangement. When it is time to get ready for dinner, Carrie and I take a shower together and Marcy takes a bath.
We drive to our favorite Italian restaurant and enjoy a delicious meal, followed by dessert. Walking to the car, Carrie says, “I’ll drive, you two go in back and have some fun.”
I open the door to the back seat for Marcy, as she slips into the seat, she hikes her skirt up to her waist, exposing her damp pussy. Walking around the car, I open the driver’s door and Carrie gives me a passionate kiss while squeezing my already hard cock. “Fuck her good, darling. I’ll be watching.” As she slips into her seat, Carrie hikes up her skirt to reveal her wet pussy.
Once in the car, Marcy slides next to me, leans down and releases my cock from its confines. Facing away from me, she plunges herself onto my cock. Just as we arrive at Marcy’s place, I empty my nuts, filling her pussy one last time before escorting her to her door. Standing at her door, I kiss Marcy before heading back to the car.
Driving toward home, I finger Carrie’s pussy until she comes all over my fingers. I give her my fingers and she eagerly licks them clean. Entering the house, we toss off our clothes on the way to the bedroom and pick up where we left off. Finally falling asleep as the sun rises on a new day, we dream of things to come.
The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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