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MY SISTER IN LAW

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MY SISTER IN LAW by BOBI am a mature, middle-aged male, and an avid jerker. I discovered fist fucking at the age of 13, and since than I have enjoyed jerking off frequently and furiously. I have enjoyed regular sex life with females, but jerking off spices my love life. When I started dating Debby, the girl who later became my wife, she was a pretty, statuesque brunette with a pair of big, firm tits, a juicy ass and a pair of large, gray green eyes. She was raised up in a conservative family, knew very little about sex, and was a virgin. Soon after starting to date we moved from fondling to fucking, and she blossomed into a real sex machine. We didn't have enough of fucking; we fucked endlessly anytime, anyplace. On the very evening of our wedding, while dressing up for the occasion, we got so horny that we slipped into a spare bedroom and had a couple of quickies. The guests had to wait until we came out somewhat rumpled After we got married, sex became even better. We settled down into a cozy little apartment in my hometown, where I had a steady engineering job in one of the local companies, and fucked endlessly. We did it inside and outside, in the swimming pool, in the Town Park, on the patio, on the floor - it was enough just to look at each other to get horny. We especially loved after dinner fucking. While my wife would stuff the dishes into the dishwasher, I would tiptoe behind her, pull up her skirt, pull down her panties and stuff my rock hard dick into her cunt from behind without any foreplay. She would already be wet with anticipation, holding for dear life into the dishwasher handle while I would pound my meat into her until we both came shrieking with lust. We did it after breakfast - instead of going to work, we often got so horny that she would grab hold of my dick than race me back to the bedroom leaving a trail of clothing behind. We learned how to increase our pleasure in many kinky ways. One trick we developed was sex conversation - I don't mean dirty talk, at least in the beginning of a screw session, but a civilized conversation. We would lie in bed, I on top of her rhythmically pumping my dick into her swollen cunt and her legs up in the air, and carry on small talk about the weather or shopping as if no fucking is taking place. Try it sometime! Even better, we used to phone friends and talk to them as if nothing is going on, trying to control our heavy breathing and suppressing the groans of orgasm. When things grew hotter, we would describe to each other how it felt - me telling her how great her cunt folds felt rubbing against my dick, she how hard my dick felt pushing against the walls of her pussy, and than we would grow incoherent with lust groaning and screaming madly while coming together. I didn't hide my love for fist pumping, and once or twice I demonstrated it to her, describing all the time how it feels and spurting gobs of white cum over her tits and face. Debby didn't like it too much, she was jealous of my fist, and claimed that my semen belonged to her and should be rightfully spurt only inside her cunt or her mouth. Nevertheless, I didn't cease jerking off. In fact, when Debby started to go to night school, I'd jerk myself off in bed before she came home, leaving the wet cum on my belly for her to feel when she joined me in bed for the nightly fucking session. Debby's younger sister, Jane, was a Chinese copy of my wife and people often mistook them for twins. Being a few years younger, she was as statuesque and as big breasted as Debby, had the same huge gray green eyes, and was as innocent as Debby before she had discovered sex. She would visit us quit often and stay overnight in our guestroom, and it is no wonder that I started fantasizing about fucking her, alone or together with Debbie. At summertime, Jane would go around the apartment in shorts and a light blouse, her jiggling tits and her young, protruding nipples driving me crazy with lust. I would than run to the bedroom, close the door and fist fuck myself to oblivion, than fuck Debby when she came home harder than ever. The story I'd like to share with you happened one night or rather late evening, when Debby was still at night school, Jane was puttering around the living room in her light summer clothing, I was in bed reading a book with half a mind on the coming pleasures of sex when Debby arrives. I left the bedroom door half-open, perhaps unconsciously inviting an encounter with my virginal sister in law, half-dreaming of fulfilling my fantasy. Well, I had my encounter, but in a very different way! While lying in bad and reading my not too interesting book, my mind wondered towards anticipation of the coming round of fucks with Debby, and after a while I found myself stroking my dick. The book fell from my other hand, my pupils became heavy, my eyes closed, and I gave myself up to the sensation of pleasure building up in slow waves in my groin. Suddenly I heard a gasp. I opened my eyes, and there was Jane, standing at the bedroom door, her wide open, huge eyes riveted to my pumping fist and my swollen dick. I am a bashful person, and under other circumstances I would have covered myself quickly and died with embarrassment. However, at that point I was too far-gone, and instead of embarrassment I felt turned on even more than before. Without missing a stroke, I looked Jane straight in the eye and smiled. She did not respond, but neither did she turn away and run. She just kept staring at me with a wide-open mouth and with a kind of strange, wild glint in her eyes. I found myself talking to her while keeping fist fucking myself at a slow, steady rate. "Look, honey, that's what I like to do to myself before I have sex with your sister. It's called masturbation, or jerking off, and it feels great" She moved into the room and leaned against a wall. Speaking became harder for me, but I kept the patter, holding myself back from accelerating my rhythm. I explained to her in as calm a voice as I could how it is done, how I tickle myself into erection and how I rub the shaft of my dick just in the place - I indicated it with my other hand - where it feels the best. She started breathing harder, her cheeks grew feverish spots, and her legs parted slightly. The wave of pleasure in my groin where now mounting and spreading to my belly and all my body. My hand pumped faster, and talking became more difficult. "Watch, honey when I do that for a while. oh! oh! my dick will grow bigger and than it will spurt white drops of thick white liquid.. and that's called to come.oh! ah" I panted. "Honey, can you please help me by touching your tits?" Trough a thickening veil of red mist, I watched her slip one hand into her bra, and another hand into the sweet juncture between her gorgeous legs under the white shorts. My fist pumped faster and I felt the ultimate wave of pleasure building up in my rock hard cock. "Watch. Honey." I groaned " watch the little hole in front in just a little whileits going to spurtoh! oh! OH! " I screamed as a jet of white cum geizered out of my dick. It was the most intense orgasm I've ever had in my life. I forced my eyes open, and watched Jane shaking all over, her hand in her crotch moving feverishly and from a distance I could hear her screaming wordlessly in unison with my screams of pleasure. Big ropes of cum kept spurting out of my gorged penis and falling on my belly and thighs. The orgasm went on and on, and I finally blacked out. When I came to, Jane was gone from the room, but I could hear the bed in the guestroom creaking, and the moans and sighs of a young woman apparently in the throes of the joys of the newly discovered art of self fucking. This could have been my chance, I could simply walk over and fulfill my dream, and I could have had the chance to feel my hands squeezing her large, delicious tits, my belly pressing against a firm, flat belly and my dick stuck between her young, firm legs pumping into her virginal cunt. But I didn't do it. I was too exhausted, and I fell asleep to the muffled groans and screams of my sexy, masturbating sister in law. A while later, Debby slipped naked into bed, and we made the usual noisy love with my still wet cum lubricating our bodies. Shortly after this, Jane met a nice boy and became his steady girl friend. They later married, and now have three gorgeous children. Our two families are mingling frequently, and I see Jane quite often. However, we have never exchanged a word or a hint about that wild, strange sexual encounter we've had that night in the distant past. I keep jerking off at every opportunity. Even at my present age, I get turned on by the pretty secretaries in my office, and I often run to the bathroom to fist fuck myself back to serenity. Nowadays I mostly use a battery operated, palm sized massager as a male vibrator. But no matter how I do it, that night of mutual masturbation with Jane was the greatest sex I've had in my life. In fact, when I think about it right now, I get hard. I am typing this sentence with one hand; the other is already stroking my dick. God, it feels so good! In a short while I'll start having those delicious pleasure waves. Excuse me, but I must run away to the bedroom.