Sister-in-Law Sex

She was sexy, sultry, her voice hoarse with arousal, and she was my sister-in-law: tall, shapely, attractive, and as seductive as hell. She'd just whispered in my ear. "My sister and I share everything," she'd said, her hot breath against my neck. She stood with her legs apart, holding her bride's maid dress up, her panties around one ankle, and her back to me, her hair falling over her forehead. She waited for me to proceed, motioning me on with her head. The wedding guests were seated in the church, the organ was playing, and my wife was waiting to come down the aisle with her father.

"Fuck me, Jason," my sister-in-law said. "Hurry. They're waiting."

"You met Carly?" my wife asked when her father handed her off to me at the altar less than fifteen minutes later.

"I did, yes," I said, attempting to straighten the front of my pants without being obvious in front of all the wedding guests.

"Was she good?" she asked.

"She met the family standards," I said with a grin, hoping no one saw me 'arranging' myself.

"Good," my bride said. "She'll be joining us tonight on our first day of our honeymoon."

I looked over at my sister-in-law, who was smiling at me quite coyly.

That night I stretched out on my back and Carly straddled my hips and eased herself down on my dick, sliding it into her, while my bride knelt over my face and lowered her pussy to my lips, facing her sister. I licked the length of my new bride's slit while her sister bounced on my erection, pushing it far into her and calling out as I fucked her.

While I was fucking one sister, I was eating the other in our honeymoon suite less than two hours after I'd said, "I do." My bride began to move her pussy back and forth over my mouth, and her sister picked up the pace of her bouncing over me. As I was eating and fucking them they were kissing each other, their hands on each other's neck.

I could not see them, but I could hear the sound of their kisses. As my blushing bride knelt over my face her sister sat on my hips letting my dick push up into her repeatedly. It was the best honeymoon ever, and I thought how lucky I was to be in the middle of it. I ate my wife and fucked my sister-in-law for forty minutes and then the ladies changed places. My cock needed to be revived and it took it ten minutes to get back to full size. While it was soft, Claire tried to squeeze it into her but to no avail. It was just too soft and flaccid and was like stuffing a rag into a small opening.

I was able to begin eating Carly but my bride had to wait for my penis to get stiff enough to slide it into her. Carly had been away to college so I had never met her and I was unaware of their sharing practices. It surprised me to hear Carly say they shared everything and offer her pussy to me while my bride and the church full of guests waited in their seats.

She had told me she and her sister were close, but she hadn't said just how close. I learned that they had been sexual with one another since they were eighteen, and figured to be that way with each other their whole lives. I had no problem about that since it doubled my pleasure. I didn't have a problem with the sisters having bi experience regularly. Frankly, it was a horny man's fantasy, sisters who pleasure one another sexually.

It wasn't as if Claire was asking to fuck other men, so I was fine with her having sex with her sister. If she was willing to have me fuck Carly, I could put up with a lot. As I said, she was hot, horny, and handy.

Since both women are not only bisexual, incestuous, but also exhibitionists as well, they are both willing to let me watch them have sex as much as I'd like. Since I am not only a horny husband but a committed voyeur as well, I certainly am interested in seeing them do whatever they choose to do to each other and as much as they want to do it.

I would not stand in the way of the sisters' sexual pleasure together, especially when it would enhance my own. The morning after our wedding, I woke up next to Claire on one side of me and Carly on the other.

"I wonder how many grooms have awoke with his bride on one side of him and the bride's maid on the other," I said.

"Complaining?" my wife asked with a smile.

"Not on your life," I said with a grin. "This is every guy's dream. A beauty on my right and another on my left. Life can't get any better than that," I said. "Every guy jacks off to visions of that at least once a month," I said.

The sisters, my wife and my sister-in-law, got on their stomachs flanking my hips, facing one another, each taking ahold of my cock as it grew to full--average, not to brag about--size. Claire put her lips over the tip and Carly put hers on my shaft, each sucking lovingly, moving their tongues about actively. It was simply a horny man's dream. I watched and I was enthralled.

They played tag team with my sputum, Claire taking some and then passing my dick off to her sister, who gobbled and swallowed with glee as I shot into their mouths. I knew I needed to talk to them about the reality of our situation, because we could not live a real life this way, fucking all day, every day. It was great, but not realistic. There were other things in life you have to attend to. I have work, have to eat, sleep, have a schedule. Fucking all the time is incredible, but we couldn't live that way everyday.

"Carly is going back to the Bay Area in a week," Claire said. "She flies out of LA tomorrow. She'll be back this summer for a few days. You can handle a weekend of constant sex a couple of times a year, can't you?" she said.

I nodded, smiled, and kissed my wife. Of course I could handle sex with the two of them occasionally. Having two women was a masturbator's dream. I would have wonderful times thinking about her being back with us, and it would give me a chance to have a life while I waited for for the whole thing to happen again.

"She doesn't leave until tomorrow," Claire said. "Carly wants to know if you would like us to give you a show today? She wonders if you'd like a nude photo shoot. You could take pictures of us having fun, posing and doing stuff. What do you think?" she asked. "Would you like to take pictures of the two women in your life?"

"Oh, god, do you have to ask?" I said. "I can't think of anything I'd like better," I said.

Both women took off their clothes and stood side by side. They were a beautiful pair. "You like what you see?" Claire asked.

Carly is taller than Claire, and her breasts are larger, fuller, and well shaped, although Claire's are luscious and though smaller they are quite lovely. Carly's hair is dark and cut short where Claire's is blond and shoulder length. As they stood naked before me, I admired both naked women, savoring their bare tits, their naked pussies, their tight, round bottoms, and those wonderful, sexy faces smiling like whores at a navy base. They were both showing off for me, letting me see and savor their sisterly nakedness, giving me the greatest show on earth.

I had got out my Nikon camera and began taking closeups of their tits, their mounds, and their faces. I suggested they get amorous and without further coaxing they began to kiss and fondle one another. Their kisses were wonderfully hot, and I could see their tongues working together. My wife and her sister went to our bed and I followed them, snapping pictures as I moved behind them, getting their lovely asses as they swayed towards the bed.

At the bedroom door, they had stopped and started kissing, fondling and feeling one another's body. I took more pictures of them at the door, then I followed them into the room. Inside they went right to the bed and got on top, not bothering to get under the covers.

Claire got between Carly's thighs and put her mouth against her sister's puffy, pink and pouty lips and began sucking on my sister-in-law's pussy. She parted Carly's labia with her fingers and drove her tongue deep in her sibling's soft canal, savoring the taste of the other woman.

I got close and photographed the action as my wife pleasured her delighted sister. I took maybe fifteen pictures of Claire eating Carly's pussy from all angles. Carly rolled her head back and forth as her pussy got loving attention.

After Carly came the women changed position and Claire got on her back and her sister squatted over my wife's mouth, moving her pussy up and down over her sister's lips and tongue. Claire's blond hair spread out on the pillow beneath her head. As her sister had, Carly opened Claire's labia with her fingers and swabbed the length of her sibling's sensitive and succulent sex, running her tongue from the lower part of her pink slit to the top. She then moved on to her sister's sexual bud, her sensitive clitoris.

I kept taking pictures and was getting some wonderful shots of the two sexy women in my life making love, devoting their efforts to the other woman's pleasure. Carly sat up over Claire's face, holding her head back as her sister ravenously ate her pussy, sucking on her clit. I moved in close, taking closeups of my wife kissing and licking my sister-in-law's sexy slit. I focused on those lovely pink folds, pulling in as close as I could and keeping her face and pussy in focus.

I took perhaps fifteen pictures of Claire eating Carly's sweet, full, splayed, and wet pussy. After both women had come, and were relaxing in one another's arms, I said, "What if I took shots of both of you posing for me in sexy positions around the room?"

Claire smiled and nodded, and brushed the long, blond hair away from her face. "Good idea," she said. I told them what I was thinking and they both agreed and quickly and eagerly got in place. I had thought of five poses and I described what positions I was thinking of.

I began with a shot of Claire facing away from the camera, with her legs apart, looking over her shoulder at me, her back swayed to open up the cheeks of her bottom, to give me a view of her pussy as well as her anus. It was a sexy pose I had admired for years. One of my favorites.

I took the same shot of Carly and she put her hands on her hips, smiling at me, looking back over her luscious bare ass as my wife stood by and watched her sister pose for my camera.

I shot each of them sitting on the edge of the bed facing the camera, with their legs parted and leaning back, their hands behind them, their arms straight behind them bracing themselves as they leaned slightly away from the camera. Their pussies were splayed slightly as their thighs parted, giving the lens the perfect view of their puffy vaginal lips: pink, wet, and lovely pussies.

The third shot I took of both of them was of them on their stomachs with their calves up behind them, their lovely bottoms displayed clearly for the camera. The shots were playful, sexy, and sensuous.

When I had taken 100 pictures we all sat at the table and looked through the digital photos. "I especially like this one," Claire said, holding up the camera to show us the shots of them sitting on the edge of the bed, their pussies open and inviting, their smiles seductive and provocative.

As we looked at the photos I had taken, we sat around the table and the women were both still nude. They were so very comfortable being naked and preferred being out of their clothes as much as they could be around the house. If they were together at either one's home, they were always naked. It was their thing and I didn't mind a bit.

After I took the pictures, we adjourned to the bedroom again and once again the two of them made my life wonderful. Claire got on the bed on her back, opened her legs, and summoned Carly to her mound. Then she motioned me to her nipples and offered each to my mouth to suck and kiss and attend to. After I had done that for awhile, she motioned me with her head toward Carly's bare pussy.

She was on her stomach and I got behind her, she opened her legs for me, arched her back, and I moved up to put my mouth on her wet and swollen pussy, opened both by her position and her state of arousal. It was very wet, very rosy, and very tasty. Her lips were puffy and dilated and a delicacy to eat.

I pushed my tongue into my sister-in-law's pussy and moved it around inside her, getting as much of the slippery sauce as I could. It tasted lemony and a bit tart, and was rich and syrupy. She moaned as I reamed her vaginal walls, but I continued eating Claire's sensitive and succulent sexual slit.

The sister's came and collapsed like deflated balloons, sagging on the bed like wet blankets on a warm cot. It took perhaps half an hour for them to be fully revived and ready for conversation or even breathing normally.

Carly left and the sisters kissed at the airport before she put her carry-on through the X-ray machine and took off her shoes. Claire was clearly moved to see her sister leaving, but cheered up on the way home as we talked about Carly's return the following year.

Things have gotten on to the normal married-life things since Carly left, of course, with work, chores, and day to day living. We do talk often about when she will visit again and what we will do and how much fun it will be.

It is an unusual arrangement we have, of course, and we don't expect many to understand or follow our lead, but the day I was getting married and my sister-in-law whispered to me that she and her sister, my bride, shared everything, I didn't realize at the time that she actually did mean everything. It has been a trip, but I wouldn't change anything. She's coming to visit next week, and I can hardly wait.