Bad Idea With Sister In Law Ch 02

Another bad idea with sister-in-law - Jenny gets teased.

"Mmm, Mmm, Mmm," Jenny hummed softly as her brother-in-law by marriage rode her pussy doggy-style.

She was away in her own little world, feeling rather good as his delicious fat cock penetrated her again and again. Each withdrawal felt as if her inner self would be drawn out through her love channel, only to be slammed back in again as Peter penetrated her deep and deeper still. She felt everything, and simultaneously felt nothing.

It had all started with a WhatsApp message.

Hey, Pete. I'm coming again to clean today, and I'm hoping for some more of that therapy we had last time. Game?

They had fucked a month ago, both working off their frustrations with their home situation.

"I'm game if you are."

Came Pete's reply.

"Wear something nice."

He added.

"Like this?"

Jenny sent a photo of her in a scoop neck T-shirt, which revealed a nice décolleté, and a peek of her lacy silver blue bra.

"And this?"

Another picture of her cotton pleated skirt, which was just long enough to cover her rounded butt.

"And this?"

Another shot with her skirt lifted, showing a barely thong in the same lace that her bra was made of.

Jenny had been sending messages that disappeared once they were read, So Pete made a screenshot.

"Not sure Jenny will appreciate this." He thought, "But they are for private use only, so no harm done."

"Or this?"

Another shot of Jenny in only her bra, thong, and over-the-knee stockings.

Pete's cock sprung to attention. He made another screenshot.

"Or this?"

This time a picture of Jenny standing naked with her hand covering her pussy.

Pete was getting hotter by the second.

"All of them!"

He replied adding a smiley face emoji with two hearts for eyes.

Pete had made screenshots of the last photos too. He went jerk off before Jenny would arrive. He realised that she had taken the photos as she dressed and sent them in reverse order, so it seemed like she was doing a striptease. It was premeditated, in to get him hot and bothered and it had worked, but Pete also saw the humour of it which made him laugh. "What a cock-tease." He thought.

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Jenny had travelled by bus. It was a chilly day, so she wore a long, padded coat to keep warm.

As she stepped off, a cold gust met her and swept under her coat, taking all the warmth away that had been afforded by the bus. Luckily, it was only a short distance to Pete's home, but she felt naked under the coat and wondered if the people she passed had any clue what she was wearing, or what she was about to do.

It was a weird thought but titillating too. Her dirty little secret. She smiled to herself.

She arrived at Pete's.

As usual, she let herself in the back door, which was unlocked. To do so she had left the main street and entered Pete's Garden from a side gate. Nobody would have noticed.

"Pete, I'm here." She called, whilst hanging up her coat.

"Wow! You look fantastic." Came the reply from the kitchen. "Good enough to eat."

"Play your cards right and that may be a possibility." Jenny replied.

Pete walked across the kitchen and into the dining room where Jenny stood.

He stopped directly in front of her and kissed her.

"Mmm, you smell good too." He said, inhaling her scent.

Jenny kissed him back fiercely, taking his face between both her hands.

"I am so horny right now. I've been thinking about our last time."

"Well, let's not waste any time then." He replied.

He bent down and slipped Jenny's shoes off, then slid his hands up along her calves, her thighs and around her perky butt cheeks. Pete's hands slid behind and unzipped her skirt which slid down to her feet and was kicked away.

"Still too many clothes." Pete said as he dragged his clawed hands up to Jenny's hips, and further over her ribs and under her T-shirt. He slid it upwards, exposing her sexy bra, and she raised her arms to let him take it completely off. The T-shirt joined the skirt on the floor.

They kissed once more, this time languorously, savouring each other. Peter's hand caressed Jenny's cheek and she leaned her head into it.

Jenny's hand reached for Peters jeans. She opened the top button and with her thumbs hooked into the waistband pushed the jeans and his shorts downwards. His half hard erection nuzzled against her thong.

Peter's hands travelled back down Jenny's sides, over her ribs, which made her jolt, and to her hips. He slid his fingers under the strap of the thong and pushed it down and off her legs, kneeling as he did so. On his way back up, he placed a gentle kiss on her mound, causing her to shiver with excitement.

Moving further upwards, he was greeted with Jenny's bra, which she had unclasped and discarded. Peter crossed his arms and drew his own shirt over his head and dropped it onto the pile of clothes on the dining room floor.

There they stood, stark naked, except for Jenny's over the knee stockings, holding each other, staring into each other's eyes.

"Come." Said Jenny, striding towards the bedroom and pulling Peter with her. "I need your therapy again."

Peter smiled. His cock had now grown to full strength. He was ready. Jenny lay on the bed and beckoned him to come to her.

As Pete lay beside her, he caressed her breasts, playing softly with her now hard nipples.

Jenny crooned her pleasure. "Ooh yes, I like that." She said with a seductive smile on her face.

But Pete had not forgotten the teasing that Jenny had done with the photos on WhatsApp and decided to play a little game.

Pete whispered in her ear. "You tease me, then I am going to tease you too."

Pete tickled Jennys rosebud with his finger, causing her to squirm and gasp.

"You know I'm game for anything except anal." She said.

"Good," replied Pete, "because I have planned for some proper fun this time. But you must promise me that you will try not to come. It'll be worth it, you'll see."

"I promise. But I can't give any guarantees." Jenny answered.

Pete got up from the bed and went to his wardrobe. He grabbed two of his work ties and returned to Jenny who was lying sprawled out on the bed. Pete tied the ties around Jenny's wrists, using an unslippable knot he had learned as a boy scout, and tied the ties to the corner posts of the headboard. This Jenny with her arms raised above her head and spread wide.

"If at any time you want me to stop, then all you have to do is say so." he said, smiling at Jenny. "I promise I won't hurt you or do anything that you don't want me to." He added.

Jenny's eyes were wide open. She was not sure if it was fear or excited anticipation, but her first thought was "Fuck it. Let's see where this leads."

Next, Pete went to the en-suite bathroom and grabbed two large towels, which were placed under Jenny's butt. "No sense in getting the bed wet." He thought.

Pete lay down beside Jenny and said. "Enjoy the ride. Keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times."

He leaned in and kissed Jenny on the lips, then on her neck, behind her ear moving down to her shoulder. He kissed under her arms, along her ribs and onto her stomach, avoiding her lovely breasts and her prominent nipples.

Jenny shivered in anticipation, hoping Pete would pay much needed attention to her now burning nipples. She swallowed a sigh when he passed them by. Every kiss started a tiny flame, like a spark from a fire which landed on her skin and burned deliciously for a millisecond.

Pete continued his downward path, kissing all the time, causing Jenny to sigh and strain her body to get him to pay attention to where she needed it most.

"Pete," she begged. I need you."

Pete smiled. He said nothing as continued to move downwards, avoiding her sex, except for a light kiss on her mound. He moved to Jenny's feet, kissing each toe, momentarily sucking each one through the stocking, before moving on to her calves, her thighs and finally landing by the top of her thighs just below her now weeping pussy.

Pete turned Jenny onto her side and continued his attention to her butt cheeks, moving up her back along the spine, kissing, licking until he was back at her neck. He kissed her in the nape of the neck causing her to hiss a breath through her teeth. Behind the ear, which caused her to shiver with delight.

Then his fingers traced the same path over her body. Feather light touches, like a butterfly landing on her skin. Slowly, gently, Pete traced his fingers down Jenny's sides, stopping for a moment at her hips and gliding inwards towards her pubic mound.

Jenny had shaved herself completely bare. Pete raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.

"Mike likes it like that. Makes it look younger, but so far, he hasn't even looked." Said Jenny. She was frustrated that her husband Mike seemed to have lost interest in her.

Peter tickled her a little and slid his index finger downwards towards her pussy. Jenny sucked in a breath in anticipation, but Pete slid his finger away again.

"Damn it, Pete!" she hissed at him.

Pete moved up and kissed her, deeply a passionately. "Be patient my love, it will all be worth it in the end. He lowered his head and kissed her first on the left breast, and then on the right. The he kissed her first on the left nipple and the on the right.

Finally, he took her left nipple between his lips and sucked gently, whilst he took the right nipple between thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently.

"Oh, holy mother." Jenny cried out. "Yes!"

"Don't come." Peter said in a low commanding voice. "Otherwise, I will have to stop."

"Nooooooooo! Don't stop." Jenny pleaded. "I promise not to come."

Peter continued his nipple play, bringing Jenny to higher and higher states of arousal. She had never thought that she could orgasm from just having someone play with her sensitive nipples, but now she was getting close.

And then, Pete, feeling that she was almost there, stopped. Jenny's frustration could be felt in the air. Her breath escaped like a leaking balloon, and her arousal ebbed slowly away, but not completely.

Pete stood from the bed and brought his cock to Jenny's mouth. "Suck me." He said.

"Mmm, my pleasure," said Jenny, happy to be distracted for a moment.

She opened her mouth and Pete slid almost fully inside her. Jenny was good at this and using her tongue and lips sucked Pete's delicious cock until it was even harder that before.

But Pete stopped before he became too aroused. He wanted to make this game last as long as possible. He went to the kitchen and returned with a glass of ice cubes.

"Open up." He said and placed an ice cube in Jenny's mouth.

It was delicious. Jenny was so hot and bothered, and the ice cube was a welcome, if temporary, relief.

Taking another ice cube, Pete began to trace a path over Jenny's breasts, circling her rock-hard nipples. The freezing cold ice was a shock and felt cold and burning at the same time.

Jenny's nipples distended even more than they had been, and missed the ice as Pete moved the ice cube down to Jenny's navel, where he left it.

"Oh my god," thought Jenny, "That is sooo horny." Of course she could not speak with the ice cube still in her mouth.

Pete lowered his hand to Jennys pussy and traced a finger between her swollen lips. She gasped. "My, my," said Pete "You are really wet today." His voice sounded loaded with sexual innuendo.

Peter pushed a finger further into Jenny's sex and slid up to flick her swollen clit, causing her to jolt. She whimpered, trying to hold it together and not come. It cost her so much energy not to give in to her desire to relinquish all control of her body. She could hear her heart pumping blood around her body, thumping in her ears. But her hands were tied and though she really wanted to touch herself, she simply couldn't.

"I'm so close Pete. If you keep doing that I will come." She gasped. The ice cube had already melted

"Don't, not just yet." Pete replied and backed off a little. "Hold onto it. Be patient, I promise that when you do come it will blow your mind."

Pete kissed Jenny. She came down a little.

Jenny smiled. She realized that Pete was taking her higher with each step. And each step made it harder for her to hold her orgasm. "Where will this end?" she asked herself. She had never, ever, been so turned on in her life, despite all the sexual experiences she had previously had.

Pete could see that Jenny was ready for the next phase and knelt between her legs.

Jenny thought "Finally, I get his cock in me."

How wrong she was. This was just another intermediate step in Pete's plan.

Using his thumbs he began to massage Jenny's swollen lips gently along the outside, upwards to her mound. Jenny bucked her hips to try to get him to slip inside, but Pete was too strong and held her off.

Very gradually, he progressed inwards until one thumb slid between her folds and into her pussy. She was dripping wet at this stage and had to bite her lip to prevent a full climax.

Pete lifted Jenny's feet and with one hand, held her ankles so that her legs were vertical to the bed and together.

Smack! He slapped her right butt cheek. Not hard, but enough to sting a little.

"Hey! What was tha..." Smack! Now the left cheek stung with a slap. Jenny never finished the question.

Although they stung a little, the slaps to her butt had sent shock waves to her pussy and she leaked even more of her juices onto the towels below her.

Pete brought Jenny's legs back down, placing her feet flat on the bed so that her knees were bent. Her pussy was totally exposed now.

He took his cock in his hand and slapped it gently on her lips, eliciting another gasp.

Sliding his cock between her sopping folds, Pete found her entrance and pushed gently inside. But he didn't push more than the head inside her.

Jenny squirmed. She tried with all her might to suck him fully inside, but Pete held her off.

He withdrew, amidst her loud protest. "Pete! For fuck's sake!"

"Almost there, my love." He grunted back at her.

In and out, he pushed. Again, and again. But only the top of his fat cock.

Jenny gasped and writhed, trying as hard as she could to get more.

Finally, Peter began to thrust himself deeper. Five shallow strokes followed by four deep strokes. He kept a slow pace, not wanting Jenny to come just yet, but he saw that it was getting harder and harder for her to hold off the inevitable.

He stopped for a moment and with his cock still inside her warmth, placed his knees now outside Jennys legs so that both her legs were inside his. Her pussy clamped now even harder on his cock than before.

Pete resumed his slow thrusting, watching how Jennys pussy lips were pushed in and out with each thrust. What an amazing friction this caused. His cock coated with the creamy white excretions from Jenny. He was ecstatic.

Jenny laid back and felt the rising euphoria, thinking she would not be able to hold out much longer. But Pete was still not done. He stopped, much to her frustration. She was almost there. But not quite.

Pete untied Jennys wrists. He rolled her over and asked her to go on her hands and knees.

With her butt in the air, Pete entered Jenny from behind and started to fuck her really hard.

As he did so, Jenny reached under herself and tickled her own clit, sending delicious torturous shockwaves through her whole body.

"Can I come now?" she cried out.

"Hold it for just one more minute." Pete replied.

"Not sure I can." Cried Jenny

Pete pressed his finger to Jenny's puckered asshole. He pressed it inside.

"You know I don't do ana......Ow!..... oooh!" said Jenny as Pete's finger broke the resistance and slid into her. At first it hurt a little, but then it felt really,

really

good.

Pete thrust deep into Jenny and laid his chest onto her back.

"Now come." He said again in his commanding voice.

And Jenny came. Hard. She felt every nerve in her body fizz, her every muscle spasmed intensely and then all relaxed at the same time as she gave herself over to the floodgates of a climax she had never dreamed of experiencing. Her climax built from within, upwards through her body and released itself in a scream, so hard that she was convinced the whole street must have heard her.

Pete continued to pound her, and she came, and came, and came again. For the first time in her life, she squirted her juices out of her pussy, endlessly gushing along Pete's still rock-hard erection. At a certain point she felt as if she was no longer inside her own body, but rather floating above looking down as Pete rode her like a rutting stag. At the same time, she felt every delicious hammering thrust stroke the inside of her sex, stimulating her to come even more.

She wiggled her butt against Pete's finger, now used to, and enjoying the feel of its penetration. She wondered how Pete could just keep on going. Had he taken something?

But Pete had jerked off to her earlier photos and was nowhere near reaching his own climax.

"Mmm, Mmm, Mmm," Jenny hummed softly as he rode her pussy doggy-style.

She was away in her own little world, feeling rather good as his delicious fat cock penetrated her again and again. Each withdrawal felt as if her inner self would be drawn out through her love channel, only to be slammed back in again as Peter penetrated her deep and deeper still. She felt everything, and simultaneously felt nothing.

"Stop now Pete." She whispered. "I need to rest a little."

They both collapsed onto the bed. Jenny turned her back to Pete and he spooned her.

She could feel his still erect cock between her butt cheeks and sighed in pleasure at what he had done to her body. She had never felt so fulfilled and so spent at the same time before.

"That was...." She said, not really finding the words.

"Yes, it was." Answered Peter.

"But you're still hard." She said.

"No matter." Answered Pete, rolling onto his back.

"Let me finish you." Said Jenny.

"No need." Panted Pete.

At this stage Jenny had regained some composure and she rolled over Pete to straddle his hips. She lifted herself and slowly engulfed his cock into her sore and, oh so sensitive hole. Pete sighed blissfully as he was once more engulfed by her velvety warmth.

Gently and slowly, Jenny rocked herself back and forth. Pete reached for her nipples, but she swatted his hands away.

"Too sensitive now." She said smiling, all the while rocking herself back and forth.

Her juices began to seep out of her and with a finger she collected some moisture.

Still rocking, Jenny leaned back and caressed Pete's ball sack with her hand. With her moist finger she pressed on Pete's rosebud, pushing inside him and massaging his prostate.

That was all it took. Pete exploded in her, shooting stream after stream of hot seed into her waiting and hungry pussy. He had never come so hard, or so much before.

Eventually, he was empty. Jenny laid herself on his chest, his chest hair tickling her sensitive breasts. Pete's cock slipped out of her, and her pussy mourned its now empty state. But she was sated. Never before had someone made her feel so fulfilled and so spent at the same time. She wished it could have lasted forever.

They fell asleep, Jenny lying on to of Pete.

An hour later, Jenny shocked awake. "Pete, Pete." She said. "We have to get up. Patricia will be back soon." She added referring to Pete's disabled wife, who had been at day care.

Pete roused himself. Still a little groggy, he collected the towels and put them in the washing machine. Jenny opened the window. "The bedroom must smell like a sex club." She thought.