Carmen My Naughty Sisteriin Love

The night I met my wife we ended up giving each other a long, steamy kiss. It was the beginning of a game in which I did nothing but caress her enormous tits and that ended on a street in Madrid where she sat on top of me to begin an up and down movement that took me to paradise. "Put on a condom," she told me before taking me to heaven. "Ahhhhhmmmm, yesss." Her gasps pushed me to the limit, until I came like a donkey.

We were in a dessert field inside my car one night when she sit astray me. As he was going up and down, he said, "Why don't you take my sister to the soccer games." My only way to make money then was to write football chronicles for a newspaper. "Ahhhmmm, like this, go up a little. Yessss. Take her with you. She knows a lot about football, she can help you. "Fuck faster."

I still didn't know Carmen, but the proposal seemed suggestive to me. Wouldn't it be the intention of my girlfriend to flirt with his sister? Did she imagine me touching Carmen's tits and rubbing her ass? Wouldn't she think about me putting my cock in her pussy? Every time I thought about it, I went crazy.

At last, I met her. I couldn't say what I liked the most about Carmen. She had a special appeal, with a very open personality and a spectacular body. Standing at 5 foot 5 inches tall, she had a very tousled curly black hair that makes think of a crazy night of sex and groping.

She was eleven years younger than my girlfriend, so she was like a younger, fairer-skinned version of herself. Her body was well proportioned and she commanded attention wherever she went. Her tits were big under the shirts, but what captivated me the most was her ass. A spectacular butt that always filled her pants and start her phenomenal legs. She has a square-shaped ass, the kind that is accompanied by slightly pronounced hips and in which the lower part of the buttocks formed a straight line with the legs. I went wild each time I see her butt.

Once I was at his house, and I saw a box of a bra. As soon as Carmen saw me, she took it from me blushing. But I had already been able to see the size of her breasts: 34B. Both of her sisters had tremendous tits, my girlfriend was 36C or D, depending on the time of year. But size 34B wasn't as small as she thought with a complex.

Carmen had a special sense of humor. Her advantage is that there are no taboo topics for her and she could start a conversation without complexes. Her look was very special and penetrating. Her dark eyes had the ability to drill into you. From time to time, I would find her staring at me, as if she wanted to bare my mind. It gave me chills, while she maintained the look for a few seconds.

¿What are she thinking when I discover she looked at me? ¿Is she thinking I was attractive? ¿Or is it possible she thinks about making out with me? ¿Did she imagine me licking the lips, her neck or her shoulders? Or is she thinking about me liking her belly button or her cunt! My god. That way of look was the thinking that made me masturbating when I was lonely at home...

It's hard to find someone who isn't attracted to their sister-in-law. And that happened to me, because Carmen was very special and, furthermore, she was a real sweetheart. In the end, my girlfriend's idea came true and many Sundays I went with Carmen to watch soccer games. Could it be that she wanted her sister to flirt with a nice boy from a good neighborhood in Madrid, polite and shy like me? The one who almost had to put his hands on her tits to caress them?

Many times, we went to a game together. Just thinking that I was going to see her made my cock tickle that was unbearable. If she knew that the only way I could lower my libido was to masturbate in the morning, before seeing her... Sometimes I had to jerk off at night and again at the morning. I couldn't say what made me excited about her, but it was something impossible to stop.

I was with my girlfriend in a pub, kissing non-stop and I told her that I couldn't take it anymore, that if she didn't mind putting her hand in, that I would pretend to blow my nose and instead of putting it in my pocket, I would open my fly and I would put it on my cock. She surreptitiously put her hand in and began to masturbate me, just a few meters from other people. "Have you called my sister for the game tomorrow?" she said to me, while she caressed my glans with his fingers. "Yes, I'm going to call her." But do it, it can help you in the chronicles, she continued, while she caressed the entire member from top to bottom. I felt immense pleasure, but so much talking about her sister, the image of her face and her ass came to me when I was about to orgasm. "Don't even think about panting or moving," she told me. "And don't even think about my sister," she threatened me, although that is precisely what came to mind as I unloaded my semen onto the handkerchief... "OK, I will call her soon", I said her and a tremendous climax surge on my cock...

When we were going to a football match, many times we would stay to talk to the coaches at the locker room door and every time it opened she would not take his eyes off the interior, full of players with towels around their waists and on many occasions without any clothes on... That look of his penetrating I was only looking to see cocks. I realized this and always placed the coach looking at me and placed Carmen behind him, in such a way that she could watch without any type of barriers what was happening in the locker room. The doors were always open. That way, while we were talking I didn't miss a detail of her gazes, which did not hide any kind of dissimulation in search of cocks.

It was a real feast for her how the guys moved from one side to the other, without losing detail of those who came out without a towel. The pubic hair they had, how their dicks moved from one side to the other or those who had it longer... Carmen had a lewd mind, although she was so natural, that her behavior and the way she dressed seemed normal to everyone.

Once we were sitting on the sofa watching a cycling event, while my girlfriend had gone to the bathroom. For some reason, I started to get excited and stroke my dick, which got really hard inside under the fabric of my jeans. Suddenly, I noticed that Mari Carmen had turned her face away and I turned to look at her. I'll never forget the look she was shooting at my fingers on my dick. Without a expressive look, but deep in the bulge that wan on my trousers.

She kept looking at the bulge between my leg and her fingers. With that deep look she had, she continued seeing as if nothing had happened, as if she was telling me that she was watching me masturbate... That she liked my cock and is curious for her seeing me caressing my dick. The most important was that she didn't think that caressing the cock besides her sister in law was a bad thing. ¿Did she thinks I am caressing because she is here?

I made it clear from that episode that she didn't dislike me masturbating, that she had probably never seen a man jerk off and wanted to watch and watch how it was done. And what also seemed to me is that dedicating all her attention to what she was seeing, she didn't realize that I was looking at her. Or that he just didn't care one bit that I knew he was enjoying the spectacle of my pants to the fullest.

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In next chapters. She started dressing like a real slut. The day she saw me get a hard-on. The day she saw me masturbate in the shower. Carmen made it up to me and let me see her ass. She sent me pornographic videos. I saw her in leggings that were see thorough at the sides.