Jeannie Sister-in-Law

This is a story I made up. If you don't want to be offended, leave cause it's a dirty story. This story cannot appear on a pay site but can be passed around for free.

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My sister in law Jeannie came to live with us when she was 18. She was expelled from her senior year in high school for some pretty major vandalism and her parents thought the best way to deal with her problem was to get her away from the bad influences she was hanging around with. My wife and I had some fights about her moving in, believe me, I thought her folks were just taking the easy way out sending her to live with us, but now all these years later I think they did the right thing.

Anyway, as you probably figured, my wife won the battle to have Jeannie move in with us. I made her pretty miserable for it I must admit. A man's home is his castle and all that and I made it clear that if she disrupted our lives too much she'd go or I would, and my wife concurred.

The day we picked her up at the airport she seemed pretty happy. She had not been on good terms with her folks for quite some time and she was glad she would be away from them for a long time as we lived in California and they were in Michigan, some 2000 miles away. I had actually always gotten along fairly well with Jeannie for the 4 or 5 years I'd known her. We were both into sports and even played a little one on one basketball, though I had about 8 inches in height on her. She was just going through some tough times.

After we got home I sat down with my wife and Jeannie to go over the ground rules. We told Jeannie that we were going to be strict but fair, that we would set boundaries and expect her to obey them. Whatever punishment she got would be something she earned and nothing more, and she would earn privileges based on merit

Now I should describe Jeannie. As I said, she was into sports and therefore in very good shape. She was only about 5 foot 2 with mid length blonde hair, blue eyes and a nice tight butt. She was really cute, and had a sort of devilish look sometimes when she smiled. She was smiling now, and said that all she ever wanted was to be treated fairly. I said then we should get along fine, but I reiterated that her presence was to cause a minimum amount of disruption to our life or she would have to find another place to live.

I think it kind of burst her bubble a little to hear that, but she sat mum.

That evening we kind of celebrated her arrival with a couple bottles of wine, it being Friday night. I also had a few beers, maybe a few too many as I was inclined to do at that time in my life. Oh to be 25 again.

Sometime after we had all gone to bed I woke up with a terrific piss hardon so of course I got up to go relieve myself. When I got to the bathroom I stood there for a little while waiting for my hardon to go down so I could piss and in came Jeannie. I hadn't closed the door, having not really thought about our visitor, and there was only a night light on so she didn't really know I was in there till she was right next to me.

Well she may have been a little troublemaker but she obviously hadn't done too much in the way of sexual escapades cause she backed out of there as if she'd seen a wolf. I just looked at her cute ass in her white cotton undies as she walked away and laughed.

Well when I got up the next morning the shit hit the fan. Jeannie had complained to my wife about me walking around naked(which I always do in MY home) and that is really what I wanted to hear on a Saturday morning with a hangover. I told them both that this was the kind of thing I was worried about when I spoke of disruptions with Jeannie moving in and if she couldn't adjust to my habits in my house she could leave. She started crying and my wife started crying and I said you should be glad I wore this bathrobe to breakfast and with that I took it off. I don't know why, I guess cause I was pissed and not really thinking straight. Then I went upstairs and took a shower.

After I got out of the shower, dressed and went down to eat breakfast my wife, Jeannie and I sat at the table and said nothing for about 15 minutes. Finally my wife spoke up. She said honey, you're right, that was our deal that life go on as usual, and unless you can get used to our way of life, Jeannie, you'll have to make other arrangements.

Jeannie thought for about 30 seconds and said fine, and that was the end of it.

Well you all know how women are and if you think I trusted them to put this all behind us then you have a lot to learn. I figured they would tag team me and sooner or later I'd be peeing sitting down. So I figured the best defense is a good offense and I got started. I asked Jeannie if she'd like to go out to the driveway for some hoops. A little one on one to help me sweat out this hangover. She seemed happy at my olive branch and said yes and ran upstairs to get into her shorts and tank top. She looked pretty cute in her little workout clothes and I took it easy on her like I always do, keeping it close, and then if she could get hot shooting she'd have a chance to win one or two. She's a good kid.

When we finished we were of course sweaty as hell. Since we had only one bathroom we'd have to take turns in the shower. Jeannie asked if she could go first since my wife was preparing to leave for the mall and she wanted to join her. I said OK but I said you have exactly 15 minutes cause I have a game I want to watch and if there's a problem I'll go first. She said no problem.

Well lo and behold, 15 minutes (exactly) went by and Jeannie was still in the fucking shower. I opened the door, walked in and pulled the curtain open and there she was in all her glory. She screamed like a banshee and tried to cover herself as best she could with just her hands and asked what the hell I was doing in there. I reminded her of the 15 minutes and the game and our deal that she had agreed to and proceeded to drop my towel and start to get in the shower, laughing. She must have been finished cause she got out then and there without saying anything more. I tried to hurry with my shower so she'd still be there primping when I got out, but she was motivated as a motherfucker and was out of there in record time.

By the time I got downstairs they were both gone so I decided to whack off (there was no damn game I needed to see). This was starting to get enjoyable.

When the girls got back I tested the water with my wife to see if Jeannie had filed any complaint with her over the shower scene but as far as I could tell she hadn't. Maybe she was going to learn her place. That night I had another little plan. As I lay in bed naked as usual, I kept my ears alert to the sound of movement in the house. Finally I heard what sounded like Jeannie getting up to go to the bathroom. I waited just long enough to make sure she got going then I walked in on her.

There she was sitting on the stool, there I was with my dick hanging at her eye level. I told her I had forgotten to brush my teeth and as I reached for my toothbrush from the medicine cabinet above the back of the toilet I had to lean over her a little. My dick just barely touched her cheek. She had been pretty well controlled till then, but at that she let out a little yelp and pulled her head back. I thought she was going to fall right off the toilet. I started laughing at her and said just relax, I'll be done in a jiffy. I told her I needed to brush my teeth cause I was planning to go into the bedroom and fuck her sister and she doesn't like to kiss me otherwise.

So Jeannie, if you hear any strange noises just relax, we're doing what comes naturally. As I talked to her, her face was turning very red and her embarrassment was helping to get my dick hard so that by the time I went to put my toothbrush back, my dick was pointing straight at her eye. I saw the way she was looking at it kind of a mixture of fear, disgust and some curiosity and I feinted a jab at her with it. She squealed and jerked back again and I laughed and said goodnight and went to bed. My wife asked what the noises were that she'd heard and I said I was just yanking Jeannie's chain, lets fuck. My wife knows who's the boss when it counts and we fucked like rabbits and went to sleep.

Sunday morning was a complete reversal from Saturday morning. My wife had been soundly boned so she was in a good mood and Jeannie was quiet, but polite. I tried to make some conversation with them, as I was feeling pretty good myself. I asked how their trip to the mall had gone yesterday and they said they had each gotten some things from Victoria's secret. I was a little surprised they hadn't said anything but apparently Jeannie had been a little self conscious and had asked my wife not to mention the unmentionables so to speak.

Well lets see what you got I blurted out. I'm interested in what goes on around here besides sports, believe it or not. Well the girls went up to get their things. My wife had a bra, some panties and a sheer camisole, and Jeannie had a couple of lace, see through body suits. Lets see how that stuff looks on you honey, give us a fashion show. Jeannie and I adjourned to the living room, Jeannie seeming a little less enthused than I was, and sat on the couch. First my wife modeled the bra and panties, kind of dancing around in front of us a little and leaning forward and squeezing her tits together, then she went and changed into the camisole.

This was nice cause it was loose fitting so when she bent over I could see most of the titties all of the time and all of the titties some of the time. Of course so could little Jeannie, and I could see her getting flustered again, which I just loved. Next I called my wife over and asked her to show me her crotch, and asked her if the camisole unsnapped. I knew it did, that's why my wife buys them, but she played along. I think she was getting into our little game with Jeannie, reinforcing who was in charge. I cupped my hand over her pussy and alluded to the night before, and said see Jeannie, this is the ultimate reason why I HAD to brush my teeth last night.

My wife and I just laughed, and Jeannie got red. My wife must have figured she'd gone far enough by then, cause she got up and went to put on some normal clothes. As soon as she got back she said OK Jeannie, your turn to model. Jeannie looked shocked and said NO WAY. "Well," I said, "I'm paying for your clothes for crying out loud , don't you think its proper that I should see what I bought?" She refused. My wife said "young lady, I'm giving you an order. We need to see that these clothes fit you and you will try them on for us." She refused and ran to her room.

I didn't really care that much about seeing the clothes, I figured they wouldn't have bought them if they didn't fit, and I'd certainly seen as much of Jeannie as there was to see yesterday in the shower, but here again was a test of our resolve. My wife went upstairs and got Jeannie talked into coming back downstairs and I said "Your sister gave you an order. What was our bargain?"

Jeannie looked at the floor and said one word. "Accountability." As I said, she's a good kid, and she figured she'd better face the music.

I said, "Come here, and pull your jeans down, you're getting a spanking for disobedience. Any further discussion and you'll get it on the bare ass." Knowing she was licked, she demurely pulled down her pants and bent over my wives lap. "Not so fast girly, I dispense the discipline in this house, come here." She deliberately walked over and took the position. I did my best to drag the scene out, partly to make her savor the punishment, but mostly cause I was enjoying the view of her panty covered tush. I swatted her as my wife watched, and Jeannie was quite stoic for most of it though towards the last few she let slip a couple little squeaks.

I may have given it a little more pizzazz just to make sure she felt them, and she squirmed a little bit, offering a pretty good view of her cotton covered cunnie. But all good things must end, and she didn't really do anything too terrible, so after ten swats I told her to apologize to her sis. She did, and as she was doing so she pulled at her panties and rubbed her bottom, trying to ease the burning and I got to see some of her fine pussy hairs from behind. "Is there anything else?" she asked.

"One more thing," I said, "your sister gave you an order."

"But I took my punishment," she cried.

"The punishment does not relieve you of your obligation, otherwise you'd be weighing whether the obligation is worse than the punishment. You still must do as she said." I saw tears in her eyes as she paused for a beat, but she didn't say a word, just turned and walked upstairs to change.

A couple minutes later she returned, dressed in her lace bodysuit. It was sleeveless, and also cut very high around the hips. I could see how red her asscheeks were from her paddling , and what's more I could also see her pubic hair and her nipples through the sheer material. She didn't exactly go all out on her modeling job, but what do you expect. We both said she looked nice and told her she could get dressed.

Things went along pretty smoothly for the next week. I had to work all week so I didn't really have much time to mess with Jeannie, though I did have time to figure out some new challenges to put her up to. My sex life was great however. Seeing little Jeannie walking around the house looking like she did made me want to fuck every night with wild abandon, and I always made sure to leave the door open so Jeannie could hear the action. That made it that much more enjoyable for me.

Thursday night just as I finished boning my wife I happened to hear Jeannie get up to go to the bathroom. I quickly got up and went to the bathroom to walk in on her. Well, for some reason she'd started locking the door even at night, I can't imagine why. Fortunately it was a kind of old house and if you leaned into the doorknob just right the door would open anyway, which I had found out once after having locked the door by mistake. I walked in and there was Jeannie looking quite surprised since she'd locked the door, sitting on the toilet.

This was something I was relishing, my cock was semi-hard from having just finished having sex, and it was coated with fuck juice. I stood right in front of young, modest Jeannie with my reddened member inches away from her face again and said hurry up I really have to go I can barely hold it. She said she couldn't go with me standing right there and I said why not, are you bashful? I started laughing and tickling her lower belly. She squealed and said don't you're going to make me pee my pants. I said that's the idea.

We went at it a little more, handfighting and so on, and I was getting some pretty good shots of her pussy and then, in a calculated move made to look like an accident, I stood up just right so that my cock hit her directly in the lips. It may have been even more swollen than when I'd gone in there cause of the playing around with Jeannie, so when it hit her it kind of poked her, and of course it was still covered with jizz, and probably without thinking, she just licked the residue off her lips.

"Oh my God, don't tell my sister that just happened" she frantically whispered. That was hardly the reaction I'd expected, but I went with it. "All right, but you're still going to have to be punished, and it'll be our little secret" . "Oh please, I don't mind being punished if I know I deserve it but please don't tell her" I "reluctantly" agreed, though I didn't know why she thought she'd done wrong, I was happy to oblige. I told her that I'd have to think of a suitable punishment, and that I'd let her know soon.

The next day, Friday, my wife called me at work to let me know she'd be going out of town for the weekend. She is a grief counselor and there had been an airline crash so she had to go on a moment's notice. I'm used to it, besides, her sister was a good cook and so am I. I wished her as good a trip as she could have under the circumstances.

When I got home I told Jeannie that I'd reached a decision on her punishment. I figured we could play some basketball and shoot free throws. Whatever I beat her by was the number of spankings she'd get, and since we were pretty even in that aspect of the game, she agreed. First we played some regular one on one to get loosened up. We really had a good workout, and I was surprised at how intense she was. She actually gave me a few pretty hard games even without me going easy on her, which heightened my focus.

Then we began playing for keeps. I said we'll each shoot 20, that way the worst that could happen was she'd get 20 swats, after all, she hadn't done anything too bad in my opinion. We took turns shooting and when we got to 5 we were tied. Then I got hot and she got snakebit. I made 14 in a row while she made only 3 and she was looking at10-12 swats, not too bad. Well, she seemed to want to gamble cause she said last shot, double or nothing. I asked if she was sure, and she gave me that devilish grin and said "chicken?" so I said you asked for it. I swished it and she owed me 22. We went inside and I said this time I'm getting in the shower first, which I did. When I got out she was in her bathrobe and I walked past her and said "10 minutes."

Well. 12 fucking minutes later she comes prancing downstairs in her sweats, hair still wet and says "I'm ready bro."

That flippant attitude kind of pissed me off. I'd been giving her the benefit of the doubt and of course she was testing the limits again. "Get the pants off," I said. She pulled them down and there were the cotton panties. "Get over my knee." She did. "For being late you forfeit these" I said and yanked off her panties. She sort of reacted then, starting to protest vehemently and wriggling around to look at me and try to appeal for mercy. Without the panties on, and also due to my peeved off mood, I was really making her feel this spanking much more than the last one. Her ass was REAL red and she continued to struggle.

When I had got out of the shower I had merely put on my bathrobe, not having planned on such a vigorous workout, so now, less then halfway through the spanking, my robe had come open and my cock was starting to get bigger and bigger and...well you know.

Between her tossing around, rubbing against my wiener, the excellent views of her pussy I was getting, and the fine ass I had my hand on intermittently, I was now hard as a rock. I was now halfway through and I said either take your medicine like you're supposed to or it'll get worse. At that she stopped struggling. Now though my cock was pinned between her legs, rubbing sideways against her bare pussy!!!

I started to enjoy this. With each stroke I would leave my hand on her ass, kneading the tight flesh while at the same time moving her around my big cock. I was making her submit and seeking verification of her contrition, asking her if she knows she deserves this and will she do whatever it takes to get her mind right. I figure she'd never seen Coolhand Luke. Meanwhile, my dick was starting to twitch and I was afraid I was going to come right there. I was done spanking her anyway and I forced her legs apart to

extricate my cock from its happy dilemma when I noticed her pussy was wet. Did I say wet, I mean drenched, soaking sopping, gushing. I don't know how I didn't notice it before, but I sure did now. My dick as well was covered in her pussy juice. She just kind of laid there, rather tense, but not moving or saying anything. That's when I took a closer look at her pussy lips. They were incredibly long. I have seen a lot of pussies in my life(in person probably about 125 sets up close) and I've never seen another that was that wet or with lips that long. They seemed to be at least 4 inches. Well this certainly didn't ease the tension in my cock. I said "OK Jeannie, what's going on here?" She asked what I meant and I said "Sit up."