Sister-in-law - Slow E-Mail Affair

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Sister-in-law - Slow Affair

Looking for someone to engage in a fantasy dialogue with.

The scenario is... I am corresponding with my wife's sister to set up a surprise birthday party for her in a few weeks.

The e-mails start off simple enough, but soon a bit of sexual develops. Tension gradually builds and we start joking around. It progresses into a full affair.

Then, who knows....

Any takers?

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Here is my first e-mail

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Melissa - hi, how are you?

I got your e-mail address out of Samantha's phonebook. As you know, Sam's 30th birthday is coming up and I wanted to organize a bit of a surprise party for her.

Nothing too fancy, just a few friends, some music and a LOT of alcohol.

Do you want to give me a hand?

Thanks.... Paul
 
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Melissa

What a nice e-mail.Of course I want to help with her birthday party.

Please let me know what I can do for you. Why dont we meet for lunch and talk about it - we can even test out a few wines to select the ones we want to serve!

Just let me know where and when ad I'll be there with bells on!
 
Paul

Thanks - I didn't think you'd mind.

Yes, lunch would be fine. We've got a bit of time, but I want this to be something special so the sooner we get started the better.

Why don't we have lunch tomorrow at Diavolo's, which is far enough away from Sam's office that she won't stumble in by accident.

I can get there by about 12:15 and I don't have any meetings in the afternoon so a little wine won't be a problem for me.

I'll just have to see how well I can keep the secret. You know how nosey your sister is. Any ideas?

Talk to you soon. Paul
 
SOME BACKGROUND ON ME

Of course my sister-in-law knows me quite well, but others might be wondering.

I'm 37 - a few years older than my wife. We met through mutual friends about 4 years ago and hit it off right away. We moved in together and were married within a year. No children though - at least not yet.

I really lucked out on my in-laws. My wife's father died a couple of years ago but her mother is very nice. And I really like my wife's younger sister Melissa - she's a complete sweetheart and cute.

(I know I shouldn't, but I've looked at her a few times).

Oh, well.

I'm a management consultant, so I'm pretty good at talking and listening. And one fringe benefit, my work takes me to France fairly frequently, so my French has gotten pretty good. I'm due to go back there soon.

As for my looks... well, my wife thinks I'm handsome, but I've never really thought about myself that way. I'm about 5' 10", 165 pounds. Dark hair, hazel eyes....

I'm into wine, cooking, fine brandies, etc. Sam has always said I was a package deal.
 
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Melissa

My brother-in-law Paul was a hunk, and I'd lusted after him since the first day I met him. I wouldnt think of intruding on my sister Samantha's marriage and kept my hands off except for a dance now and then, and even a peck on the cheek when the family got together such as at Christmas.

I just wished my husband was nearly as sexy, but after Sam and Paul were married I grabbed the next guy that asked me, not wanting to be left out.

I felt wicked meeting him for lunch. I wore a satin blouse and no bra, thinking how good his hands would feel on my tits. I didnt wear any panties either. Just a skirt that was plenty loose in case he wanted to run his hands up my bare legs and feel me up. I was early and the sight of him walking into the restaurant and toward my table aroused me even more. I almost came when he took my hand and shook it gently, and then seated me and we started to talk.

I couldnt pay any attention to what he was saying. His eyes were bright and sparkled and as I gazed into them, I just nodded at everything he suggested.

He planned a dance at their local community club, a nice place that my husband and I had been to with them, It sounded wonderful and all I hoped was that I would get to dance with him. He really had it all planned. The music and the food and everything, but I promised to help set it up and do the flower arrangements and bring what we needed.

We drank one glass of wine after another, A glance at my watch said it was 2:30 already. We's been there almost three hours and it seemed like 15 minutes. His hand was on the table and I placed my hand over his. He looked at me and our hands clasped, as we rose and went to the door. At my car he kissed my cheek lightly, and I tingled all over wishing he would take me to a motel for the rest of the afternoon. My husband was at his office, and i came very close to asking him to come to our house.

Then he asked if we should meet again to plan further before the birthday, and I suggested just that - that he meet me at our house next week and we would talk further. Another kiss on the cheek and he was gone. I just sat there with my hand in my lap and my finger playing with my bare pussy. My eyes were closed and I imagined that it was him playing with me as I drove home and got out my vibrator
 
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Paul

Wow! What a lunch.

Melissa was wonderful as usual. Engaging, funny and more than a little sexy. She's way too good for her boring husband.

I couldn't believe it when she walked in. She normally looks good, but today she was just radiating beauty. I nearly started shaking when I leaned in to kiss her hello.

I'm not sure, but I think she wasn't wearing a bra. I was afraid to look too closely because I didn't want her to think her brother-in-law was lusting after her (which I was).

At one point during lunch she put her had on mine, the electricity was immediate and I got an instant erection.

I didn't want to let go. Ever.

What was she saying... I don't know... all my consciousness was directed at that hand.

Her beautifully manicured nails scratched me lightly and I pulled away. It was over.

Of course, the party planning went well - and we more or less worked out all the details. But we were having such a good time talking and laughing that it was after two by the time we checked the time. Time to go.

I don't know how much wine we actually drank, but I knew my afternoon was over.

I felt a bit awkward when I said goodbye to Melissa at her car. I normally give her a kiss, but this time I didn't trust myself to keep it chaste.

Oh my god. My head is just swimming. Part of me just wanted to grab her and take her to a motel. But another part of me was saying not to ruin anything.

Finally I leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

I got back into my car and drove back to my office. I locked the door and started daydreaming.

What a girl... what an afternoon... what a shame there couldn't be more.

Finally, I had to get some relief. So I closed myself in the bathroom to give my tormented mind a little peace.


We're supposed to get together again next week at her house to follow up. I wish it were tomorrow.
 
Melissa

That night at dinner I told my husband that I'd heard from Paul, and thet we were invited to Samantha's thirtieth birthday party in a couple of weeks. He just grunted and asked me to pass the potatoes.

I almost dumped them in his lap, as I thought of that sexy guy Id had lunch with, and was already planning our luncheon here at our house next week. I would serve my favorite salad, with pieces of chicken and ham and a light curry dressing, with a few red seedless grapes for color, taste and texture.

I could just see Paul feeding me the cold grapes one by one as I sat on his lap. It would taste even better with the taste oif his cum in my mouth, but maybe that was too much to hope for. at least until after lunch.

The next week went slowly , but I did get up enough nerve to call him at his office once to confirm. I was in our kitchen totally naked with my finger in my pussy while I talked to him, and finished myself off after we were through talking

Finally the day arrived. I decided to again go without a bra or panties, and wore a loose skirt. Ths time I intended to flash him and give him a view of my hairy pussy when I crossed my legs sitting across from him in our living room. Hopefully he wouldnt be across from me every long, because if he didnt come to me I was going to go over and crawl in his lap and kiss him
 
Paul

The rest of the week went slowly.

Sam and I had a great weekend, but Melissa was always somewhere in my head.

I kept thinking about how great lunch was. Thinking about her breasts (was there a bra? I still don't know). And especially, thinking about that touch.

Melissa called me on Monday to confirm our lunch. I was supposed to be busy that day, but didn't tell her that. Later, I cleared off my schedule.

Lunch day was Wednesday. I picked out the best suit I had - the black one that Sam always says my butt looks good in.

Sam whistled when she saw me and joked that I should stay home with her for a bit of fun. I thought about it for a minute, but her Birthday was coming quickly and we needed to make sure the party was all organized. I said I couldn't. But deep down, I really didn't want to miss my lunch with her sister.

The morning was SLOW. I took a few calls but my mind wasn't in it, so I told my assistant that I was going to take my lunch a little early. It was a bit too early, so I thought I would take my time.

I stopped at the fragrance boutique in the lobby of my building. I had been thinking about getting Sam a really nice perfume, so I wanted to test some out.

The sales woman showed me a few and then she asked me whether I would like to try something for men. My mind quickly jumped ahead to lunch, so I asked whether she had something deep and sensual.

The sales woman smiled and picked up an interesting looking bottle.

"This one always makes me week in the knees," she said. "Your wife won't stand a chance if you're wearing it."

"We'll see," I said. She sprayed a bit at the base of my neck. It smelled like a mix of fine cognac and extremely expensive cigars.

She inhaled deeply and smiled.

"Let me know how it works," she said.

"I will."

It was just before noon, now. I got in my car and drove over to Melissa's house. The drive felt much longer than it actually was, and I kept developing an erection every time a thought about her.

Down boy.... she's your sister-in-law.

I pulled up in front of Melissa's house, took a deep breath, walked up to her door and knocked softly.

The door opened instantly as if she had been waiting there for me. She looked incredible... again.

"Hi," she said. "I hope you're hungry."

Oh no. This is going to be a long lunch.
 
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Melissa

He stepped inside and I smelled the most incredible fragrance. My knees were weak as he kissed my cheek. I put my around his neck, but turned my head for the kiss. Then I looked at him but didnt let go of him. He tried to step back but I was quicker

I planted a kiss on his lips that was as hot as I could make it. He looked at me and we kissed again. This time I licked his lips and he responded with his tongue, and they started wrestling for a place in each other's mouth

Then I stepped back with his hand in mine, and led him into the living room. I went to get him a glass of his favorite wine, which was mine too because it was his favorite - it made me think of him - but out in the kitchen I almost fainted I was so horny and overcome with the fragrance and the kiss.

I brought our glasses, and sat across from him just as I planned, and then just pulled up my skirt and spread my legs.

Coquettishly I asked him if he was hungry. His mouth was open in awe, and he put down his glass and crawled over to me, just as I hoped, and tasted his first bite of lunch.
 
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Paul

I knew I was in trouble from the moment she opened the door.

I felt so awkward looking at her. She was gorgeous. No... more than gorgeous. She was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

Is this my sister-in law? I am quickly becoming blind with desire.

No... she's Samantha's little sister...

Those lips, they're aching to be kissed. Her breasts, she's definitely not wearing a bra today. My mouth goes dry.

No, no... you love Samantha... Samantha who..

I lightly shake my head and pull myself back together.

I leaned forward to give her a kiss on the cheek.

The heat literally radiates between us as we move closer to each other. Subconsciously, I move past her cheek and lightly nuzzle her ear.

Melissa's arm moves around me and she turns her head. We look at each other for a moment.

There's no mistaking it any more... this desire is mutual. I can see it in her eyes. And I can smell it radiating up from her pussy.

Scared by the intensity of the moment I tried to step back. But she wouldn't let me.

Then she gave me a kiss. Not just a kiss, a statement of desire.

Our tongues played in each others mouths. I forgot to breathe. Then it was over.

"Let's move away from the door," she said.

She took my hand and led me into the living room. We looked at each other. Then she offered me wine.

"Good idea," I thought. "I'm going to need a drink."

I toyed with the idea of following her into the kitchen... of pushing her back against the island... and then fucking her.

But I needed a moment to think. Is this what I really want?

Yes... it is.

She came back in, handed me the wine and sat down in the chair just opposite me.

As she sat, she slowly pulled up her skirt.

I stared unbelievingly as Melissa's gorgeous legs came into view. Her skirt moved higher... higher... I could just see the mysterious dark area between her legs.

Then there it was... the most beautiful, lickable, suckable pussy I think I had ever seen. The air in the room suddenly thickened with hormones and desire.

Innocently, she asked whether I was hungry.

I nodded lightly. My mouth opened to speak but I couldn't think of any words.

Her eyes were drawing me in. I put the glass on the table and moved towards her.

I leaned down, breathed her in, and felt fully intoxicated.

I kissed her pussy. Then I satisfied my hunger.
 
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Melissa

My hand wnt to his neck and I pulled him in tight, His tongue was deep in my pussy, just where i wanted it. My husband wouldnt do this for me. He thought bit was dirty but weanted me to orally mplease him

I had to get my cunnilingue elsewhere and did, with a girlfriend with a similar problem, but now I had what I really wanted. I didnt want to hurt Samantha. I just wanted her to share the most adorable man I had ever met.

Somehow I knew she would be willing. She sure was when we were teenagers in the house and we did each other this way. Both of us were bisexual but I didnt know if Paul knew it.

Just last week Samantha had her tongue right where Paul's was, and we loved each other this way.

I leaned back and moaned as he licked away. Then I unbuttoned my blouse and removed it, baring my pretty breasts that Samantha loved to lick and suck. Would Paul too? I hoped so.

Then I leaned over to the side and laid flat on the couch. He glanced up at me and I pulled him up on top of me. He had removed his coat but otherwise was fully dressed, but he felt so good on top of me. I whispered that we should go get comfortable, but I didnt want to move. I wanted his full weight on me and told him so, until I couldnt speak any more because his tongue was deep in my mouth, and I had my arms around him so tightly neither of us could move.
 
Paul

I ate her with gusto. At that moment it was the most important thing in my life. I wanted to make her cum harder, stronger and better than she had ever cum before.

She tasted better than she smelled... rich and deeply satisfying.

Melissa writhed and moaned loudly. She pulled my head as far into her as it could go and obviously enjoyed what I was doing.

My thoughts suddenly turned to her sister - my wife.

Strangely, I didn't feel guilty. Actually, I was overcome with a sense of inevitability. As though licking my wife's sister was the most natural thing I could be doing.

I was also suddenly struck with the realization that she tasted different from Samantha. Just as good but different. Sam loved it when I went down on her too - obviously its runs in the family.

Melissa leaned further back in the chair and slowly started unbottoning her blouse. I saw the outline of her hard nipples through the silky material and I nearly moved up to devour them.

But I couldn't pull myself away from her pussy.

Soon her breasts were entirely open to me. Then she started pulling me up.

I kissed and licked my way up her body... stopping for a moment to taste her cute bellybutton. She arched her back when I went in for a taste - hmm, she likes it. There's another way she's like Sam.

Then I arrived at her breasts. They were soft, full and ripe. I licked underneath and then moved up to the nipples.

I sucked one deeply into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip. She moaned, moved and pulled me in harder.

I lightly nipped her with my teeth and she let out a little scream of pleasurable pain. The air in the room filled once again with the smell of her pussy.

Soon we were face to face. We looked at each other. Our breathing moved into syncronization.

I could see the lust in her eyes... and more... I could see that there was no going back. I could see a depth of desire that told me she had wanted me for a long time. And I knew she could see the same things in me.

Then we kissed hard... and the deal was sealed. We were animals, lovers and co-conspirators.

I loved my wife... and I loved my wife's sister.

I didn't know how, but I was going to have to figure out a way to make this work. Because now that I've had a taste, there was no way I was going to give Melissa up.

Then Melissa started moving her hand down my chest.
 
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Melissa

God! I wanted him so much I didnt mind fucking him there on the couch, byt our big bed upstairs was better. I told him to get up, and I grabbed my blouse and glass of wine and led him to our bedroom.

I sat on my marital bed and drew him close, still wearing only my skirt bunched up around my waist. I pulled him close and started un fastening hs pants. His cock bobbed up and i took it in my mouth, just as I had fantacised about since the night I met him, and still did whenever I sucked cock, either my husband or whomever I was having an affair with. I needed someone to simulate Paul, and now I had him and he had me and we had each other

I wanted him in my mouth, but I wanted him in my cunt, so I laid back on the bed and spread my legs and he found his way inside me.

As he pumped I told him I loved the way he licked my pussy and that I had heard that he was a good pussy licker. He asked how I'd heard that and I repled "from Samantha of course"

I didnt want to break the mood and tell him any more yet, but it would all come out. Soon I hoped.
 
Paul

That's it. This woman had to be fucked now.

She moved her hand down my chest... I started anticipating the feel of her hands and the light scratch of her nails on my cock.

Her hand stopped at my chest.

No! Keep going, I thought.

"I'd fuck you right here," she said. "But I want more room to explore your body completely."

She practically forced me up. Grabbed her wine and her blouse and walked towards the staircase.

She held her skirt - still bunched up - around her waist.

I watched her perfect ass move as she stepped up the stairs. As she moved, I caught quick glimpses of the lips of her pussy. And I started feeling hungry again.

She sat on the edge of her bed, grabbed the tip of my belt and reeled me in towards her.

As I drew close, her fingers started playing over the front of my pants. Slowly, she peeled aside the flap of my fly and delicately lifted the zipper pull with the nail of her index finger.

Grasping it carefully between two fingers, she started pulling it down. It was excruciatingly slow, but just the anticipation of her touch was bringing me close to shooting off.

Finally, it was down. I could feel Melissa's hand as she reached into my pants and grasped my cock. Again, my mind went blank.

I looked over at her husband's night table and saw a picture of him on a fishing trip with some friends.

"Loser!" I thought.

My cock now unrestrained, Melissa held it in her hand. I could feel her hot breath on my skin as she contemplated what to do with it.

If she's half as good a cocksucker as Sam, this is going to be something special.

She was. Maybe even a bit better.

Her tongue lightly brushed the bottom of my vas deferens.

Oh my god! That's something Sam does, too... and it drives me crazy.

Her perfect lips opened wide and moved towards the head of my cock. As I slid into her mouth, my level of arrousal also increased. I had looked at those lips for four years, but I never expected to feel them like this.

But I didn't want to come. Not in her mouth. Not the first time. I had to come inside her pussy.

Obviously, she had the same feelings because she pulled away from me and lay back on the bed.

Her legs spread wide. Inviting - no, taunting me to come in.

I leaned in and slowly slipped my cock into her ready cunt. Then we were animals again.

We talked dirty as I pumped into her.

This woman was perfect. Prim on the outside but a complete slut on the inside. Just like I had always hoped she would be. Just like her sister.

She told me she loved the way I licked her pussy... she had heard I was good, but it was even better than she expected.

Huh! "Who told you I was good?

"Why, Samantha of course." she moaned.

I guess it's normal for sisters to talk. But I couldn't help but wonder what else they said to each other.

I put it out of my mind so I could finish fucking her the way I wanted to.

Melissa scratched my back as she pulled me in and that was it... I came... pumping her as hard and for as long as I could.

As we both started calming down we began kissing again.

This is incredible. I have to have more... a lot more.

The end of the afternoon was getting close.

"We'd better get you out of here before what's his name comes home," Melissa said.

We cleaned up, dressed and kissed each other goodbye at the door.

"We didn't finish planning Sam's party," I said. "I think we're going to have to get together again soon to tie up loose ends."

"How about tomorrow," she said. "I could meet you at your office at 2:00."

I smiled.

"It might take a while. Just to be safe, I better tell Sam I won't be home for dinner."
 
After he left I made a phone call

"Sam, we did it! I told her"

Last week when she was here we talked about it. She told me how good Paul was, and that she wanted me to fuck him The next move was to get the three of us into a menage a troix.

I knew how to handle that too

That night when y husband tried to have sex I rebufed him, I wasnt resady yet to tell him of th plans Sam and I had, so I just turned away from him and went to sleep.

The next day I went to Paul's office. His cute secretary announced that I was here and he showed me en, and closed and locked hs door afte telling her to hold all calls. She smirked and I knew she knew what was about to happen.

I came right out and asked him if he was fucking her too. He didnt answer me. He was too busy taking off his clothes and helpng ,me with my blouse and skirt, but he didnt have to bother with underwear because as always, I wasnt wearing any.

He led me to the couch in his office and naked we started to really neck and get close. With him inside me I told him of my plan

After the birthday party I was coming to their house to give Sam her present. He asked why I couldnt do it at the party or before, and I just said "you will see"

We fucked on the couch, and then he cleared his desk and fucked me on it too. I asked him if this was where he fucked his secretary and he just smiled and kissed me. I told him I wanted her too if he was into threesomes

The stage was set when he said "that sounds like fun"

Sam's birthday was tomorrow. I stopped by my florist to have them get my flowers ready for me to pick up, and then went home to prepare dinner for my soon to be ex-husband. It wasnt yet time to tell him. Id have the divorce apers delivered by messenger the morning after Sam's party.
 
That night I came home and said hi to Sam.

I was feeling extemely guilty. After all, I'd just fucked her sister that afternoon. And even though I didn't regret doing it, I loved my wife and there was no way I wanted to screw up our relationship - or her relationship with her sister.

I tried to stay quiet, but Sam was having none of it. In fact, she was in an exceptionally bouyant mood.

"You must have had a good day," I said.

"I had an exceptional day. Everything went my way."

I tried to draw her out a bit more, but she wasn't going to let me.

I might have started feeling suspicious, if I didn't already feel so guilty myself.

"So what do you feel like for dinner," I asked.

Sam just smiled and grabbed me.

She practically ripped off my clothes, slowing down only long enough to comment on my cologne.

"Yummy," she said. "That scent just makes me want to fuck you right here."

And that's exactly what we did.

Samantha was on fire that night. She teased me. She toyed with me. She was the agressor.

And after I came, she laid back on the chair and demanded that I lick her to orgasm.

"That's OK with me," I thought.

It was without a doubt the BEST sex my wife and I had ever had.


After we were done, she told me she was going to have a busy day tomorrow. "I don't think I'll be home for dinner."

Well that solves one problem.

"No problem," I said. "I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a busy afternoon myself."

We smiled at each other. I kind of had the feeling there was more to this than I knew, but I was in no position to worry about it. I had a sister-in-law to fuck.



The next afternoon, Melissa came by my office. My assistant Sarah showed her in and gave me an odd smile.

"Would you mind holding my calls for a while?" I asked her. Sarah just grinned and nodded. "As far as I'm concerned you aren't even here any more."

She smiled knowingly again, and then she left.

"She's nice," Melissa purred. "Are you fucking her too?"

Sarah was clearly cute, but I had never really thought of her that way. She always seemed too wholesome... although that look she gave me made me wonder whether she might be a little wilder than I gave her credit for.

I quietly locked my office door and then Melissa and I locked eyes. No need to build tension today - the office was already thick with it.

I started unbottoning my shirt, stopping for a moment to help her undo her blouse and skirt.

She hadn't worn underwear again. I liked that about her. I wished I could get Sam to do that sometimes.

I removed the rest of my clothes and then took Melissa's hand and led her over to my office sofa.

We started kissing and she sat down on my lap. My hard cock nestled along her slit and I could feel the warmth and the wetness oozing over me.

Slowly she nudged my cock into her pussy and started moving up and down. Then she started talking dirty again.

She talked about sucking me. She talked about masturbating herself three times in bed that night. And she talked about making her husband sleep over the spot in bed where we had fucked the afternoon before.

She said that she wanted to fuck me every day. And then she said something that really blew my mind. She said she wanted to watch me fucking her sister... for real.

That got my attention. Up until that point I had just assumed that Melissa and I would sneak around. Of course I was worried Sam might find out, but right now I had a serious need for Melissa.

"There is NO WAY Sam would go for anything like that," I said. "She's not a prude, but I'm pretty sure even asking her about something like that would cause major problems."

Melissa told me that there were things about my wife that even I didn't know. Then she smiled and said, "leave it to me."

While we fucked she told me her plan. Even if there was no way it was ever going to happen, it was still a great fantasy.

After we were done, I cleared off my desk, bent her over the edge and pushed my cock into her from behind.

Melissa asked whether I fucked my secretary like this too. "Maybe we could all have fun together in here."

I like the way she thinks.

I pictured myself pumping into Sarah while Melissa licked my scrotum. I don't know whether I'll ever be able to get any productive work done on this desk again.

"Sounds like fun," I grunted as I shot into her pussy.

We dressed again and left for the restaurant. Maybe in public we'll be able to finish planning for Sam's birthday tomorrow. I don't think we'll ever get any productive work done behind closed doors.

Sarah smiled at us again on our way past her desk.

"Your wife called," she said. "I told her you were out at a meeting. She hoped it worked out well for you."

"Thanks. It's my wife's surprise party tomorrow, so I won't be in again until next week," I said. "Have a good weekend."

Sarah looked me directly in eyes. "You'll have to tell me all about it on Monday."



Dinner with Melissa was just as unproductive as the afternoon. She rubbed my crotch with her foot, and she flashed her breasts at me every time the waiter turned away.

We skipped desert and fucked again under a tree in the park beside the restaurant. We kissed again and parted.


That night, Sam was just as insatiable as the night before. She said she wanted a memorable last night before turning 30.

At one point while I was going down on her she asked whether I would fuck her over the desk in our den.

While we were doing it, my head was awash in visions of Sam and Melissa and even Sarah. In my brain, I was fucking them all.

This is going to be an interesting party.
 
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Paul

It was a long night of sex for Sam and I.

We did things we hadn't done since the first days of our marriage. Dirty things... pleasurable things. She was on fire.

For my part, I was living a fantasy. I was fucking my wife and her sister, and while I knew it was dangerous, at this point it didn't really bother me. I was wallowing in sex and it was great.

The next morning Sam wanted to go again. She said me she wanted to start her 30s the same way she ended her 20's - with my tongue stuck in her pussy. I was happy to oblige.


After a quick breakfast I left the house to finish preparing for the party and to pick up the gift I wanted to give my wife. Sam kissed me at the door but didn't ask any questions about what I was going out to do - which is really out of character for her.

I knew she was expecting a surprise party (it's a pretty standard thing for a 30th birthday), but she didn't let on.

About two blocks from the house, my cell phone rang. It was Melissa offering to help me finish the party preparations. We met at the caterers and quickly tied up all the loose ends.

The only thing left to do now was finish my presents.

First stop was the jeweler, where I picked up my 'party' gift... a pair of safire earrings I had ordered to match her engagement ring.

"Very nice," said Melissa.

Next we went to pick up my 'private' gift... some incredibly sexy safire blue lingerie that I had ordered from a small boutique.

"Yummy" Melissa said.

The sales woman looked over at her and asked, "Would your wife like to try them on?"

Melissa smiled wryly... "maybe later."

We left the store and kissed. Then we went to our respective homes to get dressed for the party.

I had a hard time concentrating on my driving... in my mind I kept picturing Sam and Melissa both wearing that lingerie.

"Yummy... absolutely yummy."
 
Melissa

God I loved being with bhim. When the sales lady held up the little blue lingerie I almost wept, wanting so much to model it for him. But the time wasnt quite right, and I knew it would be a short time before I made it come true.

Too soon the day was over, but it was my last day with my husband, and I wanted to at least send him off with a nice dinner.

I went out of my way, and then we left for the party at the community club. I wore no underwear and a practially see-through blouse. My husband didnt notice until we arrived and he saw me and gasped. He asked haughtily what I thought I was doing baring my tits in front of my sister and her husband and all the other people. I just smiled and went off to find someone to dance with, since Paul and Sam were dancing together

Before long there was his voice asking to cut in,. I fell into Paul's arms and nestled my head on his shoulder as he told me how delicious I looked, and I told him how delicious I was going to look later. He looked at me in surprise and I just smiled and lightly kissed my brother-in-law. He didnt know his surprise yet and it wasnt quite time to tell him.

In the invitation Paul had specified no gifts at the party, so we didnt have to go through that, but they wheeled out a big cake and there was a big production over it. The photographer took a ton of pictures, and I nioticed he always seemed to have his camera focused on my tits, but I didnt care. It warmed me all over and helped me get myself ready for the night.

Now it was time to leave. My husband kept trying to get me to the car, but I deferred. I was trying to get up the nerve to tell him the news, and then did.

I told him I was going over to Samantha's for the night and she didnt want anyone else there besides Paul and me so I would talk to him in the morning.

He drove off in a huff, and I put my arms around Sam and told her what had happenned and we hugged and kissed, right in front of the few people still there.

Then we closed down the party and went to her house, and the real party began. It started with me stripping off my blouse and skirt and walking up to her and saying "Sweetheart and Dear Sister of mine, I am your birthday present". Paul couldnt figure out what was going on, and together, with each of us alternating the words, we told him I was moving in with them and would be sharing him and their bed from this day forward.

Then we told him we had planned this for weeks, and Sam and I shared a very long wet kiss, and then revealed that we had been doing this since we were teenagers, and had never stopped loving each other.
 
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yes, i'm interested in participating if its not too late. i'm engaged in such an affair of words now.
 
When I got home, Sam was already dressed...

"It didn't take a genius to figure out that something was going on," she said.

Sam looked fabulous. Not that I could actually tell her that because my mouth went completely dry when I walked into the room.

She was wearing a dress I had never seen before. A beautiful shade of blue with an empire waist and a deep V top made out of some kind of gauzy material. In the right light you could just make out the colour and shape of her nipples.

It was classy... sexy... and just a little bit slutty.

"So what do you have planned?", she asked.

"You're just going to have to trust me."

Before leaving I offered her my private present... the lingerie. She loved it. Actually, I was a little disappointed that she was already dressed because I wanted her to wear it tonight.

Sam looked at me with a little smile and said, "I'll try them on for you later... I didn't plan to wear any underwear tonight."

I freshened up and changed. Then I drove her over to the club.

Of course, Sam knew what was going on as we walked into the room, but she still played along when everyone clapped and yelled 'surprise'.

We grabbed a quick drink and started dancing. Sam gently nuzzled my ear with her nose and brushed up against my cock.

She whispered in my ear. "This is my gift back to you... I'm going to keep you hard all night."

I pulled in tighter to more fully enjoy the feeling of her body.

As we turned, I looked over and saw Melissa walking in the door with her husband. Jerk. He looked like he really would rather have been somewhere else, which would have been fine with me.

He looked kind of pissed off when Melissa took off her coat and I could see why. His wife was wearing one of the sexiest, nearly see-through, blouses I had ever seen.

The men in the room all seemed to have noticed her at the same time because things got very quiet all of a sudden.

Melissa sent her husband off to the bar and locked eyes with me, leaving no doubt that the blouse was not for him. While he was gone she started dancing with someone else and slowly danced her way over to Sam and I.

I was in the middle of a dirty thought when my wife interrupted, "You like the way my little sister looks."

I tried to say no but she wouldn't let me. "You don't have to feel self-conscious about it," she said, "she's gorgeous. Besides, I trust Melissa enough to know she would never try anything with you that wasn't OK with me."

That did it. I was hit with a flash of guilt.

But before I could develop a full-fledged panic attack Sam gave me a lusty kiss and lightly grasped my cock through my pants.

"Look at her husband at the bar knocking back drinks. I'm not going to let him ruin my party for her. Paul... would you do me a favour... could you go ask Melissa to dance?"

I looked at her. I was conflicted. Part of me was scared to dance with Melissa with Sam in the room - what if she figured out something was going on - I was already feeling the guilt. Part of me wanted to keep playing the arrousal game with Samantha.

Sam nudged me gently. "Go on. She won't bite... not hard."

I drew in a little breath and moved over to where Melissa was dancing. Then I asked her dancing partner if I could cut in. He looked at her top and reluctantly stepped back with a small but noticeable bulge in his pants.

Melissa flowed into my arms and put her head on my shoulder.

She looked good enough to eat and I told her so. At the same time, I held back from cuddling her too closely with my wife watching us.

"If you think I look delicious, just wait until you get to taste me," she whispered. "After seeing that lingerie you bought for Sam, I just couldn't bring myself to put any of mine on." She kissed me lightly on the cheek.

As Melissa and I slowly turned on the dance floor, I looked over and made eye contact with Samantha. Sam gave me a clear message that she thought I should be holding her sister a little closer. "If you insist," I thought.

Too soon, it was time for cake and speeches. I moved to the front of the room as MC and moved everyone through Sam's life history.

Sam was watching me with a mixture of love and lust. Melissa's eyes were glued to me... and she absently brushed one of her nipples through her blouse from time to time.

The photographer seemed to be taking a lot of pictures of Melissa's top. I made a mental note to sort through the shots before sharing them with our friends and family.

Samantha looked wonderful in her new earrings. And I knew I had chosen well when she opened them and I saw her face... and the faces of the other wives at the party as they nudged their husbands.

Then it was over. Time for everyone to go.

Melissa and her husband stayed back to help gather up the gifts (even though we specifically asked for none).

Out in the parking lot, Melissa's husband was trying to get her into their car. By this time, he was stinking drunk, and she made it clear there was no way she was going to go with him.

She poured him into a cab and sent it to their home. Then she leaned in and said something to him. As the car drove off I could see his face... looking stunned and drunk. Jerk.

Melissa walked over to us and gave her sister a big hug.

"Thanks for offering me a place to stay tonight Sam," Melissa said. "Tonight was the last straw with him."

Then she turned to me... "I just told him I was leaving him, Paul."

I was stunned. Sam and Melissa hugged and kissed each other.

"You know I'd do anything for you," Sam said. "Our house is your house. Stay as long as you like."

We didn't talk about Melissa's breakup again for the rest of the trip to our house. Everyone just seemed to agree that it was the best thing for everyone under the circumstances.

As you can guess, I was also becoming a bit preoccupied. Fucking my wife's sister on the side was one thing, but how the hell was I going to manage this situation with her living in our house. This was not going to work... not... going... to work.

We walked in the door and I offered everyone another drink - mostly because I needed another one myself.

Sam and Melissa were standing close together, talking, as I returned.

As I moved in with the drinks I could see Melissa unbottoning the top buttons of her blouse.

"I know you didn't want any gifts," she said. "But you've been such a wonderful sister to me that I just have to give you something."

She opened the last button.

"Sweetheart... dearest sister... it's me. I am your birthday present".

"What!" I thought. Now I was really confused. Did Melissa just offer herself... her body... to her sister? With me in the room?

I was at a total loss for words. Actually, I was at a total loss for thought of any kind.

Sam, on the other hand, didn't seem confused or surprised at all. She just kissed her sister... then she put her tongue in Melissa's mouth... then she rubbed a fingernail over one of Melissa's nipples. What the hell?

The two of them broke their kiss and turned towards me.

Slowly, they revealed the part of this story that I didn't know.

When they were teenagers, Sam and Melissa had become lovers. After Sam met me their love affair had stopped for a while, but their love was so strong... so intense... that they could not stay away from each other for long.

I was just starting to wonder whether I was about to get the same exit line as my brother-in-law when the story abruptly changed direction.

Sam said she couldn't conceive of a life without me, but she needed her sister, too.

Samantha and her sister had been talking about their mutual needs when Melissa mentioned that she had seriously lusted over me when Sam first brought me home.

Sam - half jokingly, I suspect - suggested that they should share me, and Melissa apparently jumped at the offer.

They had agreed on the goal - but didn't have a plan. Then I sent my e-mail to Melissa about Samantha's birthday. Sam told her sister about my (many) weaknesses and that was it. I didn't stand a chance.

Sam had heard graphic details of my encounters with her sister (usually while they were in bed with each other) and approved. In fact, she said they made her hornier than ever.

The plan now was for Melissa to move in - have intense sex with the two of us for the rest of the weekend - and then stay. In essence, I would be 'married' to both of them.

Then they asked me whether I wanted to be part of this expanded relationship. They didn't have to ask.

I moved in and put my arms around the two of them. I kissed Samantha. Then I kissed Melissa. "Of course I agree."

Samantha took the two of us by our hands and led us towards 'our' bedroom.

"I am going to fuck you both SO GOOD," she said. "I've been wanting to do this for such a long time."
 
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We walked toward their bedroom. It had all come true., When we arrived the three of us hugged each other and kissed each other. I helped Sam undress, which was about as easy as it was for me. All she had to do was step out oif that lovely dress, after I unzipped the back. Then we boith turned to OUR husband, and stripped himn. When naked I went to my knees and sucked his cock while my sister kissed him and presented him her perfect breasts

Then we were all in bed together with him in the middle. We took turns laving his cock with out tongues and kissing each other. Then Sam pulled me over on top of him and said "let me watch my two lovers enjoy each other"

Then she said to Paul "I told you you were going to get the fucking of your life!"
 
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The staircase seemed to be much longer than usual.

Sam walked ahead of us, holding each of us by a hand. I felt Melissa's other hand gently moving over the curve of my ass... nudging me along.

My head was still trying to figure out what had just happened, but my cock was telling me to relax and go with it.

Then we were in the bedroom.

I watched in awe as Melissa moved towards Sam for a hug. She reached up behind Sam's back and grasped the zipper-pull between her thumb and index finger.

Then slowly - painfully, pleasurably slowly - she pulled the zipper down. I could see the sensual roll of Sam's shoulders, the sexy curve of her spine, and then the delicious cleavage at the top of her ass. Sam shrugged, dislodging the dress and sending it to the ground where it fell in a heap around her ankles.

Now there were two nude women in the room... and one clothed, very turned-on man.

Samantha and Melissa came over to me and began removing my clothes. Four hands pulled, rubbed and caressed my body until I stood naked. It felt decadent.

Sam kissed me, sliding her tongue along the insides of my teeth. At the same time, Melissa moved down to my cock, sliding her tongue slowly along my vas deferens.

I broke the kiss and bent forward slightly towards my wife's breast. I had tasted it before, of course, but tonight it was different, like forbidden fruit, and I went after it with passion.

We continued to the bed and I tried to share my attentions equally between my two women. At one point, they took turns alternating between licking my cock and kissing each other. That sight made me harder than I think I have ever been.

"I think my husband likes seeing us together," Sam said. "Don't worry, you'll be seeing a lot more of that."

"But right now, I want to see my husband fuck my baby sister."

Sam reached over my chest and helped guide Melissa over top of me. As Melissa moved down, Sam took hold of my cock and traced its tip around the edges of her sister's pussy.

Slowly, she moved me, rubbing side of my shaft along the length of her sister's slit. She played the tip of my cock lightly against Melissa's clit and then started moving me back down.

My senses concentrated into my cockhead as I felt myself entering her. I had fucked Melissa before, but it had never felt like this.

Sam leaned back against the footboard of the bed and said, "Now, I want you to show me what I missed."

Melissa started grinding herself against me as we fucked. Sam watched carefully as my cock emerged and disappeared into her sister. At the same time, my wife was also lightly rubbing the folds of her pussy with one of her fingernails.

"Mmm..." she purred. "That looks incredible. I told you were going to get the fucking of your life."

I couldn't hold myself back any more and I stared coming, pulling Melissa into me with each shot of cum.

Melissa leaned forward and gave me an intense kiss. Then she pulled herself off and rolled over onto her back, spreading her legs as she went.

"Now that I've seen you fuck my sister," Sam said. "It's only fair that you get to watch me do the same thing."

Yes!

As my wife's head moved up along her sister's thighs, I turned over on my side for a better view. This was something I definitely didn't want to miss.
 
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I just loved having Sam esat me. She had taught me this whern I was still in high school, and she came home from college. She told me had learned something new in college, and in my bedroom, proceeded to make love to me and finally ate my poussy. Then she said she didnt learn it in class, but at her sorority house, where the girls spent most of their time eating out each other.

Then she told me she would teach me how to suck a cock, and she did when her old boyfriend came over to see her,. He was married now, but that didnt stop them nor did t stop me once I learned how good a man's cock felt in my mouth. Even after she left and went back to school I used to meet him on the side, telling my mom I was over seeing one of my girlfriends.

Then one night when I got home she caught me. I still had a gob of cum on my face. She smiled and kissed me, and led me to my dad and told me to show her what I had been doing. He dropped his pajamas and I blew my dad. All four of us have bee making love with each other ever since.

It was really erotic though having her eat Paul's cum out of me. My mom had done that too, but this was different. I felt Paul was my husband too now, and Samantha had planned it all this way

I even hoped Paul had gotten me pregnant. I wanted to have his baby so much
 
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