My wife and I live in Victoria, and have been married for less than five years, she is 7 years older than I am and comes from a very large family. We have a reasonable sex life, but I have to admit, I have a roving eyeā¦ā¦.. and I love to imagine having sex with other women. I have an incredibly strong sex drive, and the thought of seeing, touching and fucking other women, especially the women in my wifeās family is very stimulating. I love my wife, but Iād still love to fuck her mother or her sisters.
But this story is about an encounter that actually did happen. My wifeās oldest sister, Jenny, is an enigma. Fifteen years older than me, she doesnāt seem to be or act like sheās in the same family. Rather than being full-figured, like my wife, and her mother, Jenny is obsessed with keeping her figure like it was when she was a teenager. Sheās a nurse for a cosmetic surgeon, so she has used his talents to help her achieve her goal of the perfect body. Tummy tuck, facelift, breast reduction, nipples raised, liposuction, you name it. She really wants people to believe sheās in her teens, rather than just shy of fifty, as she is. The best compliment anyone, especially a man can pay to her is to say she looks young, sexy and slim.
Jenny, as youāve probably figured, is vain. But sheās also rather pretty she has a sexy body, sheās active and likes to talk about sex, even in casual conversation. She goes for shock value, even suggesting on one occasion, to my mother-in-law, a prim woman of over fifty, that she give her husband a blowjob for his birthday.
So when Iām near her I always feel an electric atmosphere of sexuality. Jennyās usual outfit is black lycra pants and a skimpy tee-shirt. She has a really nice ass, very hard and round, and perky tits. I sometimes get a look and on rare occasions, could get a little feel by patting her butt if the opportunity presented itself.
My wife thinks her sister is too free and easy when it comes to sex, and I was more than happy to hope so. Jenny is a whisker shorter than my six feet, and has long black hair, catlike eyes and tanned skin. Shortly after she lost her job last year, and my wife and I had a financial windfall. My wife suggested that her sister move in with us for awhile, so sheād not have to pay rent and this would help pay off her huge credit-card debt. I pretended to resisted the idea, since I didnāt want my wife to know that Iād long fantasized about having sex with Jenny. So I played along, Jenny liked the idea, and finally she moved into our second-floor guest room.
We helped her get a part time job at the local gym and sheād often come home tired and stiff. I work at home, so Iām always around when she returns from her mornings work. My wife works afternoon shift so she is away from home for the afternoon and most of the evening. When Jenny came home from the gym Iād usually find an excuse to sit with her and chat about what had happened at the gym that morning. She was pretty relaxed around me. I didnāt know if she knew that I was always thinking about sex with her, I had kept fairly low-key, for obvious reasons. My feelings about sex were no secret to Jenny, though, she had even talked with me about my passion for porn videos. My wife is a much more conservative, and thinks me having a pornography collection is depraved.
One afternoon I passed by Jennyās room and saw her lying on the floor grunting. She was on her back, and her right leg was straight, crossed sharply over the left. "My back is sore, and Iām trying to crack it," she told me. I told her I could help. She smiled, and readily agreed to let me help. Getting on my knees and leaning over her prostrate body, I followed her instructions and gave her a solid push, I heard her go "Ah! Oh, that did it." Her back had cracked, and she was feeling better. As I helped her to her feet I let my hands gently caress her firm breasts. Just a quick feel. If she noticed, she didnāt say anything. She smiled, thanked me, and said she felt much better. "No problem, young sister," I said. I called her āyoungā because it always made her feel better.
The next episode was a couple of days later. When she came home, and I found a reason to go upstairs. I spotted her on her bed, but lying face-down, her legs hanging off the end, feet on the floor. It was unusual, so I moved closer. "Jenny, are you okay?" "No, my back doesnāt feel right," she said in a strange tone. "Do you want me to crack your back again?" Iād be very happy to. "No, itās not that, itās just some muscle soreness. If you donāt mind a little massage will have it right in a jiffy" What a wonderful opportunity,. "Sure" I said, and gently placed my hand on her lower back, I held it in place trying to read any signs that would tell me if she was after more that a massage. She sighed, so I began a slow, gentle motion around her back. She seemed to appreciate this, so I continued massaging as I moved between her lycra-clad legs to get into a better position. I couldnāt help thinking what it would be like to fuck her in this position. That gorgeous ass was sticking out, inviting me to enjoy it. How desperately I wanted to.
After what seemed like hours, but was probably only fifteen minutes, she said she felt better, and I stopped the rhythmic movement. She stood, and once again thanked me. "Iām glad I could help my young sister." She smiled and I left, heading for my study. I had visions of what might have been, if Iād been able to pull her pants down, and caress her ass, or even to nuzzle her deep, warm cleft of passion with my tongue. It was good for lots of fantasies.
Then the day came. I was in my study, writing, and I heard her come home. I waited, since I didnāt want to appear as though I was stalking her. After about half an hour I finally went upstairs, carrying a couple of things to toss in the laundry, which was just outside her door. I called out "Hello", and saw her on the bed. But this time, she was sprawled across it, and her feet were off the floor. I put the things in the laundry, and asked her if her back was bothering her again. She told me yes, and I offered to massage it again as I went into her room and sat down next to her prone form. Again her luscious ass was inviting me, I then caressed her shoulders and upper back. Little by little, I increased the pressure, and soon it became a full massage. I was using both hands. Jenny didnāt seem to mind, so I kept going, carefully lifting her loose top up to expose her lower back, from the top edge of her pants to her bra strap. Not hearing a protest, I placed my hands on bare skin, and continued the massage. I was loving every minute of this, and became determined to see how far I could get with her. I got bolder, and started to massage her lower legs. I rubbed her calves, the backs of her knees, and even her feet. Up and down I rubbed, going from her feet, up to her thighs, and used both hands to firmly rub the tension out of her leg muscles. I began to massage along her upper legs, on either side, grasping and kneading the muscles along her thighs. Soon my thumbs were on top of her ass cheeks. She seemed to be totally relaxed so I decided to try some more sexually orientated massage. I put my whole hands on her butt, and started to caress and massage the wonderful shape, and plunge my thumbs into to the valley of my dreams I was in heaven.
She didnāt seem to be bothered that I was actually fondling her fantastic ass! Then I took another plunge. My cock was getting hard, and I desperately wanted her! I used my fingers to take the edge of her pants, and pulled down exposing of the cleft between her ass cheeks. She just wriggled a little and moan how wonderful it was to have such a caring ābrotherā.