The last story I told you about getting together with my ex-sisters-in-law Miki and Jodie. This story is about my ex-wife's sister, Sherry.
Sherry is a tall redhead with thick, curly, bushy hair. She has green eyes, is very good looking, and huge tits. I had always wanted to play with her boobs. We were alone in the house at one of the family get-togethers and she saw me staring at them. Sherry asked me if I wanted to touch them. She didn't have to ask twice. We had to be careful so we would not be caught. I stuck my hands up under her shirt and as she was not wearing a bra, I was able to cup them in my hands. I massaged them, pinching her nipples that extended out so far I was afraid they would push through the fabric of her shirt. She reached down and grabbed my cock, rubbing it back and forth until I thought I would cum. Suddenly we heard voices coming and we had to quickly stop. This happened several times over the years, but never anything else.
My ex-mother-in-law goes to Florida every winter, to escape the blustery northeast weather. One year my wife, at the time, decided to go with her. Sherry checks the house for her every couple of days and I stop by every evening on my way home from work to make sure everything is all right. One evening I stopped and saw that Sherry's vehicle was parked in the driveway. Oh how I wished she was alone. I let myself into the house and noticed the lights were all off. I flipped on the lights inside the front door where I had entered. Nothing unusual, except for a note on the counter. It said, "Meet me in the downstairs den. Tonight I am yours."
I turned the lights off, made my way to the stairs that would lead me downstairs to Sherry. I walked down the stairs, made a left hand turn at the bottom and walked into the den. The lights were off, there were candles lit everywhere, and the smell of vanilla incense filled my nostrils. The furniture was pushed to the outer periphery and on the floor were blankets and pillows. Sherry is kind of what you would call a free spirit, with a very different outlook on life than most people. To each their own, as they say.
She was sitting in the middle of the room, naked, with her legs crossed, meditating. I waited a few moments, she opened her eyes, jumped up and ran over to me, giving me the biggest hug I have ever had, pressing her huge tits into my chest. She kissed me softly on the lips and asked if I could spend the night. Let's see, I have a beautiful, naked, red head with enormous boobs asking me if I want to spend the night. It took me a lot less time to answer yes than what it took you to read the previous sentence.
She backed away and said that I was not allowed to touch her. I looked at her somewhat dumbfounded. I mean, her note said tonight she is mine, but now she does not want me to touch her. What the hell? Sherry said she wanted us to masturbate ourselves for our first orgasm of the evening. I was a little self conscience about doing this, but I agreed. I took my clothes off and threw them on a chair in a corner of the room. That would be the last I saw of them for a long time.
I laid on the floor, on my left side, with my right leg bent so that I could easily reach my cock. Sherry sat about 5 feet away, with her legs spread apart, feet flat on the floor. My cock was already hard, so I started massaging my balls with my right hand. She was playing with her tits, pinching her nipples, lifting her titties to her mouth and sucking on them. She slowly moved her hand down to her pussy. I was amazed at how hairy she was down there. She ran her finger along the outside of her pussy lips, and I could tell by her shifting her weight, that she was getting excited. She took her little finger and her index finger and spread her pussy lips. I started stroking my cock very slowly. Sherry was licking her lips as she was now running her finger up and down her pussy. She inserted one finger, then a second, and began a rhythmic motion that I could tell would put her over the edge quickly. With her other hand she was massaging her clit. I was stroking myself faster now. I looked into Sherry's eyes and knew she would soon cum. I could here the squishing sound of her cunt as she was now furiously fingering herself. She threw her head back, moaned loudly, and her body quivered as she came. She took her fingers out of her pussy and licked them off, just as I spurted my cum all over the blanket and my fingers.