All stories are true. The names have been changed to protect the guilty.
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Mary is my wife's youngest sister and was the bad sheep of the family growing up. She was in college when my wife and I got married. While she loved to flirt with me, I pretty much ignored her as I didn't want to upset my wife and I also knew that the more I ignored her the easier it would be for me to take her when I wanted to.
My In-Laws lived about an hour from us when they sold their house to go to a condo. At that time Mary was now out of college, living there and engaged to Mark. They were downsizing which meant that they would be moving on a cold January day. I volunteered to help them move and my father in law told me the first truck was leaving at 8:00 am sharp. I got stuck in traffic and arrived about ten minutes late and they were gone. Not knowing where they were moving to, I could only let myself in and wait.
I took my coat off and looked up just in time to see Mary come around the corner dressed in only her underwear while listening to her Walkman. She clearly did not hear me come in. I was enjoying the show when she finally noticed me. She gasped, tried to cover up a little and asked me what I was doing there instead of helping move.
"I was stuck in traffic and now I am enjoying the scenery," I coyly told her.
"You shouldn't be," she said with a little smile. "You're married to my sister and I am engaged".
"That hasn't stopped you from flirting with me before. In fact, had you shown me those beautiful tits before now I think I would have been flirting right back," I responded.
She seemed surprised by that, but then her flirty side came back when she lowered her hands and huskily asked, "Do you like what you see?
"Very much," I said. I knew I would get under her skin when I said "Those luscious globes are almost as good as your sisters"
She laughed and told me that "I had to say that but her breasts were definitely bigger".
I walked right up to her and she did not move. "Let me have a closer look," I whispered. "I still think your sisters are bigger but the only way I will know for sure is to hold them!"
I did not wait for a response as I reached out to fondle them. I casually fondled first her right tit and then her left. I squeezed her nipple which brought a slight gasp. I leaned in and blew just a little on her left breast and then took it in my mouth, sucking on it very slowly.
She pulled me harder into her breast but gave the weak obligatory, "We shouldn't do this".
Ignoring her, I slipped two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. As she started writhing on my fingers, I knew the clock was ticking before the rest of the family arrived back.
"What time will everybody be back?" I asked as I continued my assault on her pussy.
Mary was attacking my jeans trying to get them off me. She succeeded and grasped my rock-hard cock. She gently started stroking me bringing me quickly to full alert. As brought her to an orgasm with my fingers she moaned, "My Dad said about 9:15. Why?"
As she was brought to a climax by my two fingers in her sopping wet pussy, I answered her. "That gives me time to fuck you. Are you on the pill?"
"Yes, but I am engaged".
Ignoring her words, I turned her around and bent her over the couch that we would be moving shortly. The couch faced the road where we could see a truck and/or car pulling up. I bent her over the back of the couch and slid my member right into her smoking hot pussy.
"Oh God Pete. Fuck me hard. Make your wife's sister cum again," she yelled. I started pounding her with all I had while at the same time reaching around and playing with her clit. She kept pushing back and we got into a great rhythm. I was yanking on her hair and she was moaning and cursing, "Fuck me harder you Bastard!" and it was not too long before she started spasming and coating my cock with her pussy juices. We were running out of time and I could not last any longer as I filled her pussy with my cum.
It was almost 9:15 so Mary gave me a great kiss and quickly headed off to clean up while I cleaned up the couch area. Five minutes later the family arrived.
EIGHT YEARS
later and nothing else has happened. Not a long hug, not flirting, NOTHING. We each had kids by then. Mark traveled a lot as he was a regional sales manager. One Saturday my wife had agreed to babysit as Mary had a shower to plan for a friend. When we woke up one of my kids was sick so my wife and Mary agreed that she would stay home and I would go watch Mary's kids. My wife was supposed to be there at 1:00 but Mary asked if I could come at noon so she could bring me up to speed on her kids and what they needed. They were ages one and three.
I arrived promptly at noon. It only took fifteen minutes to go over everything that was needed for the kids. There was a gated playroom set up and they were in there at that time. I cracked a joke about how little she thought of my parenting skills that I would show up an hour early for fifteen minutes of instruction.