HORNEY SISTER IN LAW
It is a good story for aunts girls etc HORNEY SISTER IN LAW
Hi, everybody, I am Harshith from north Karnataka I am regular reader of juicy sex stories hear I have written story so little bit name and places have been changed so after reading plz give your valuable feedback to [email protected] Thank you friends let’s get into the story……
My wife and I are a well to do middle class Indian couple, living in Worli, Mumbai. I’d always gotten along well with my sister in law, so when my wife told me she would spending the winter vacations with us, I was quite happy. Little did I know what my wife had planned for us. My SIL arrived and forthe first few days, there was nothing suspicious being hinted at.Then my wife dropped the bombshell on Christmas night. When we were going to bed, she told me that Namrata (her sister) wasn’t able to get pregnant, because her husband was impotent.I immediately felt sorry for both her and her husband.
Furthermore, she told me, she called Namrata here for the winter vacations because she wanted her to get pregnant. I asked her how. She smiled wickedly, and said that I would get herpregnant.I was amazed that my wife would allow such a thing. She had always been a conservative type, even if she was a bit kinky in bed, but I had never imagined that she would let me have sex with another woman. When I asked her, she said that she wanted her sister to be happy, and me makinglove to her sister wouldn’t bother her, as she lovedus both. She told me that her sister knew she wastelling me all this right now.
In the morning my wife was going to go ‘shopping’, so that we two would be alone in the house, and she hoped I would make her sister happy. The only negative was that she refused to have sex with me or let me masturbate that night, as she wanted me to be hungry for Namrata.Next morning, I woke up, and I realised my wife had already left. Namrata was cooking breakfast for me. We couldn’t look at each other directly, as we both knew what we would be doing later. She was looking gorgeous, wearing a tight yellow blouse, and a skirt with stockings.
Indian women rarely wear skirts or stockings, and I felt sure she had dressed up to turn me on! I had a huge hard on at that moment, which I didn’t bother to hide when I got up from the dining table. She saw my cock bulging, and blushed and looked down. I washed my hands, and called her over to sit with me.We sat, and I realized she was feeling very shy, and blushing. I told her she didn’t need to feel scared, and ran a finger along her lips. I said that we were doing this for all the right reasons, and we should both enjoy it to the max. I couldn’t stopstaring at her chest. I could make out that she was wearing a red bra under the blouse, and that made me even hotter. I slowly moved my lips towards hers, and we started kissing. After a few moments, I started groping her, first only her left boob, and then her right breast as well.
The soft, round feeling of holding her breasts was just making my cock harder.She also started breathing a little heavily, and unbuttoned a few buttons of her blouse, revealing her gorgeous cleavage and her red bra straps. I dived down and started nuzzling against her breasts, biting her bra straps as I did so. She poked her hand into my pants and started feeling my cock, which was rock hard and super hot by this time.We both kept kissing for the next few minutes, then I took off my pants, under which I was wearing only boxers. My cock started poking out, and she started to suck my cock even over the boxers. I then lifted up her skirt to her legs, feelingthe fine material of her stockings. She smiled sweetly, and spread her legs.