My Sister-N-Law Cums

My wife and I have been married for just over a year. When we met, she was a young 19-year-old latina working at one of those trendy female clothing store in the mall; and I, a 29-year-old bartender looking for… someone like her. Maria has beautiful olive skin, long black hair, and big brown eyes. Her body was slim and athletic with perfect full breasts. It has been almost 4 years since the first day we met and she has only gotten more attractive. Maria, who once dressed a bit conservative, is now often going without a bra, showing lots of skin with tube tops and mini skirts, and shoes with no straps and a tall heel. What more could I want?

Maria has two sisters. One, sixteen and still in high school; the other 19, a first year college student. Both have lighter hair than Maria, but are just as beautiful in different ways. Annie, the youngest, is the tallest with very long thin legs. Sylvia, is built similar to Maria, but with slightly bigger breasts. The two younger sisters also were conservative in their clothes and in their relationships with the opposite sex. Maria had admitted to losing her virginity at 14, and was amazed at her sisters' resistance to sex. Maria was no slut in high school and in fact had only been with two guys before me. I had opened her eyes to different positions, places (outside, in a store fitting room, etc), and the use of toys. She became much more open to sexual pleasure and loved to be just a bit on the naughty side.

This summer we moved into a new apartment big enough to have guests. Maria's sisters often stayed the night, sometimes both, sometimes only one of the two. The "sister slumber party" would be a night of swimming, hot tub, lots of junk food, movies, and giggles. I usually let them take over the house, while I do my own thing in the second bedroom that we made into an office/playroom. About a month ago, I decided to join them for a swim. Maria and Annie chose the hot tub over the much cooler pool. I am not much of a swimmer, but Sylvia began to swim laps. She had great form, but tired quickly. I was floating next to the edge of the pool, opposite the hot tub when Sylvia swam over. She stopped and hung on to the edge with one arm. With her resting on the pool rim, it forced her breasts to rise above the water. The chill of the night air gave her an instant "nip-freeze". That was the first time I noticed her as a woman and not as a sister. Her tanned skin dripping with water combined with her hard nipple inches away, gave me an instant erection. My baggy suit was quickly sticking straight out in front of me. She could not see it beneath the water, but she was so close when she paddled her feet and arms she came into contact with my body. I wasn't sure if she knew exactly what she touched and acted as if nothing were wrong. Of course, about that time, Maria and Annie decided to jump in and attack us. My wife was startled by my package. She grabbed it, looked at me and smiled. Embarrassed, I dunked her and swam off. I got out and grabbed my towel before they could see what I was hiding. I told them I would meet them in the apartment and left before they saw me, still rock hard.

Later on that evening, Maria finally came to bed about 12:30 after watching movies for several hours. I was awakened by her lips on my neck and her hand softly caressing my cock.

"I want you to fuck me with that hard cock I felt in the pool," she whispered. "I want it now!"

She pulled me over atop her body and my erect member fell between her parted legs. I felt her wet pussy rubbing against me, until she reached down and stuffed me in. Within minutes, she was holding a pillow to her face to mask the sounds of her climax. The thought of her sisters laying in the next room and the heat of my wife sent me over the edge just as quick. Before we regained our senses, sleep took us both under.

Maria never mentioned my pool hard-on after that. I was worried she may get mad or jealous, but nothing. The next weekend, Sylvia wanted to stay, but Maria had to do some extra work and I had plans for a mountain bike ride with friends. Maria suggested that she stay with us during the week instead. We both worked, but she could hang out by the pool, ride bikes or whatever. So Maria picked up Sylvia on Tuesday after work. We had a lazy dinner of pizza and soda. The girls sat around chatting, so I took my basketball and went out to shot some baskets.

After about 20 minutes, it got too dark to see the rim. I walked back to the house and as I got closer, I could hear them talking through the window. I looked up to the second story and saw the window open but blinds drawn. I could hear every word as clear as if I was standing in the room. Girl talk, I thought to myself. Boring. Just as I turned to walk away, I heard the magic word – "sex."

"You don't just do it. There is a lot more involved. Young guys are a bit clumsy and nervous. It is a great idea to wait," I heard my wife say. "I mean, if I could do it all over again, I would have waited for my husband. Then again, perhaps I would not realize how good he is if I would not have the others."

Her sister responded, "Yea I guess, but I am so ready. You know what mom said about touching yourself. So I don't. But sometimes I will find my panties so wet after…"

"What? After what?"

"Well… after I see the two of you together."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, you guys kiss and hug. I see you sneak a grab at his "thing" when you think no one is looking. I see him touch you, too. One time, I saw his erection push out his pants and down one side of his leg."

"And that makes you wet?"

"Yes. I'm sorry."

"No, it is no big deal. Kinda funny I guess. Let me ask you a question. Were you wet last weekend? Did you see anything that made you wet?"

"Actually. Now don't get mad, but, I accidentally touched it."

"What?"

"In the pool. I was swimming and my hand bumped it. I was so wet that night, I almost broke mom's rule."

"First, mom's rule is silly. Trust me. Second, I am not mad at all. And lastly, would you like to touch it again?"

At that point, I could not believe my ears. My wife and her sister talking about my "thing", as she called it. Not just talking about it, but talking about touching it! Whoa! When I walked in the house they quietly came out of the bedroom and sat down to watch TV. I told them I needed a shower, and with the basketball hiding my arousal, I ducked in the bathroom. I took a hot shower and then rinsed off in cold water to shrink myself back down. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I exited the bathroom and turned toward the bedroom. I had just slipped into a pair of boxer briefs, when my wife startled me from behind. "I need your help, honey," she said. With that she grabbed my arm and led me into the living room.

Sylvia was sitting on the coach watching MTV, as we walked in. She looked up, a bit surprised. I had forgotten I was dressed only in my underwear, until I felt my wife's hand on my ass. "Now, what should I go pick up for dinner? Do we want pizza? Chicken bowls and egg rolls? Tacos?" As my wife asked the questions, she caressed my ass, sliding a finger under the seam and sending chills through my body. Sylvia could not see Maria's hands, but she could see my reaction. Slowly, my cock began to inflate right before her eyes with only a thin piece of cotton covering it.

"Well, you know I love tacos, but it is up to you girls. Sylvia, what do you want?" I asked.

My question seemed to break her trance of peeking at my penis. "Oh I don't care. I could go for tacos."

"Tacos it is. I will be right back." My wife gave a slap to my ass, and quickly turned, grabbed her purse and car keys and was gone. I stood there a bit shocked and confused. I went to the fridge to get a beer. Did my wife just offer me to her little sister? I looked down and my erection had not even started to deflate. My rod stuck straight out making a huge tent. I thought about what I had heard outside from my wife, '…would you like to touch it again?" I wanted to play along, but did not want to scare this young girl. I decided I would walk back into the living room and ask her if she wanted… "Would you like a beer or soda?" I found myself asking her.

"No thanks. I will wait for the tacos." I watched her look over at me. Her eyes never made it past the word Calvin on my shorts. She squirmed on the couch a bit as I turned and stood there watching yet another video from Mariah. When I turned I knew she would have a side view of a seriously long, hard cock. "So… Maria said that your "thing" is perfect."

Bingo. My questions were answered, she wanted it. I put my down on the table and slowly walked over to her on the couch. She dropped the remote control and sat up straight; her eyes focused on my bulge. "What do you think?" As I asked I slipped my waistband down my legs revealing my flesh member.

Besides a soft giggle, she said nothing. I moved closer to her. She dropped to her knees and reached out with both hands. One hand gently cupped my balls, while the other circled around my shaft. She looked under, to the side, on the top, examining the whole package. I was in complete heaven. This young sexy girl dressed in a tank top and shorts, kneeling in front me and holding my stiff prick. Without any words exchanged, she began to slowly pump my organ. At once, pre-cum oozed out from the tip and dripped on her hand. I knew I was going to cum if she continued and did not want to stop her. I wanted to rip all her clothes off right there, but I knew this was all a new experience and had to go slow. So I stood there while she continued to grapple my penis.

"I want you to cum. Will you cum?" She broke the silence.

"Yes. Yes I will. But you should take off your shirt, cause it may get all over." She gave me a quick look of surprise, then quickly removed her shirt and bra and continued her task. Her breasts were beautiful. Large, firm and naturally tan in color. Her nipple stood out nearly an inch showing her excitement. I reached down to feel her soft breast and gently roll her nipple between my fingers. For the first time I saw her close her eyes and a low moan escaped her lips.

She reopened her eyes and her pace quickened. Her strokes now were firm and fast. She was not scared anymore. I continued to play with her tits as she went one step further. She leaned over and licked the pre-cum from my tip. It must have tasted good, cause next she shoved half of my nine inches into her hot mouth, while still stroking the other half. This girl was a natural cocksucker! Her cheeks sucked in and held my rod tight as she pulled it in and out. I could last no longer. "Are you ready? I am going to cum!"

She removed it from her mouth to see the event. Her fist still jerking me, she aimed my cock towards her chest. "Cum on me! Cum on me now!" With that I exploded. Cum covered her tits, hand, neck, and even face. She continued to milk every drop with one hand. With her other hand, she played with the white substance that coated her body. Taking my dripping member into her mouth, she sucked it clean and tasted her first drop of cum. She removed it from her mouth, looked up and smiled. "Thank you. I better get cleaned up before Maria gets back." She jumped up and disappeared into the bathroom.

My legs were a bit weak. My head spinning. Did that just happen? Do I tell my wife? What next?

There I stood in the shower, washing off the evidence from my now flaccid cock, my mind a blur to what had just happened. Was I dreaming, or did my 19-year old sister in law just give me the best blowjob… handjob, what ever it was it was the best ever! When I think back to it, it wasn't physically great, but being that it was the first time she held any manhood. Well, that made it great. Now, she and my wife are alone in the other room, cleaning up the dishes from dinner, acting as if every thing is normal. Will she tell my wife Maria? Will this hot latina hold this against me for money or favors? Sure, I really was not to blame. But whom will they believe? An innocent young virgin or a thirty year-old horndog? No bets please.

Feeling a bit nervous, I towel off, put on my robe and say my goodnights. They were nuking up some popcorn and getting ready for their usual video-snacks-gossip session. These sisters are so predictable. Until tonight anyway. I closed the bedroom door, turned on the radio and set the sleep mode for an hour of blues and jazz. Slowly, I faded.

I awoke about 3:30 in the morning, restless. I had been having numerous erotic dreams mixed with feelings of guilt. I walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water to cool myself. As I stood next to the sink sipping my H2O, my semi-erect penis jerked and I realized I probably should have put my shorts back on. I walked over to the guest bedroom. The door stood open about 8 or 9 inches. I peeked in to make sure Sylvia was asleep. There she lay; curled up on her side with a sheet covering her waist down and still wearing that same tank top she had worn earlier. A vision of innocence. I shook my head, finished my water, and vowed to put all those crazy thoughts away. It worked, I slept peacefully.

My wife is a morning person. She loves to wake up, have an orgasm and go to work. Me, well, I like coffee, shower, more coffee, brush my teeth and then lets boink. However, I never push a wet pussy away. This was one of those mornings. Maria sucked on my nipple 'til I popped one eye open. Then she proceeded to work her way down and sucked until my cock stood straight up in the air waiting to be mounted. Which is exactly what she did. Maria knows that my head is still a ball of fuzz until I have had my cup of bean juice and I rarely have an orgasm in our 6am sessions. However, she wanted one and was going to get it.

I heard a familiar buzz as she began to slide my member into her. I smiled, opened one eye and watched my hot little wife stroke her pink vibrating wand over her clit as she rode me. Her hips pounded hard and fast upon my groin, plunging my cock in her warm pussy deeper and deeper. Within minutes she shuddered, clinched her legs tight, gasped and fell on top of my chest. "Good morning to you too," I whispered.

"Good morning my husband. I have a feeling it is going to be a great day!"

With that, she rolled off and disappeared into the bathroom. Even though I was not working today, I decided there was no way I could return to sleep after that. So, I got up, ground some coffee, and turned on the TV to check the news of the morning. The weatherman said it was going to be one of those typical California summer days. That meant that it was going to be a beautiful 80 degrees at the beach with valley temperatures reaching triple digits. I live in the valley. Well looks like another day in the pool. Just me, a good mystery novel, a big jug of ice water, and… my sister in law!

Around 7:30, my lovely wife exited the bathroom dressed and ready for work. I had poured her a glass of juice and toasted a muffin for her. She sat down and quickly finished off her breakfast and disappeared again to brush her teeth and spray on a mist of perfume. Usually about this time I would have turned the TV and turned on some music, but my stereo controls were in the same room as our sleeping guest. Instead, I tuned into MTV and began to clean up my coffeepot. Maria silently came up behind me and gave me a quick reach-around.

"I want some more of this tonight. So play nice with my sister today."

What did she mean by that? I struggled for words. I wanted clarification. I needed clarification! Was she telling me to…? Did she know about…? My head was buzzing, but all I could say was, "Yea, of course." She smiled and kissed me gently on the lips. "Did you two have a good time last night?" I asked. I needed to know if she was aware that her sister had held my cock in her mouth.

"Yea, it was fun. We started to watch a movie, but ended up just talking and talking."

"Talking? What could you two talk about for three hours?"

"Girl stuff. Just never you mind. You know Sylvia really likes you and she has never liked any of my boyfriends. She said she wishes you had a younger brother. Poor girl. I wish we could help her find a nice guy. You know she is still a virgin, but I don't think she wants to be anymore."

"She will find someone. Maybe she needs to less picky? What about her last boyfriend? I thought she really liked him?"

"Like is one thing. Open up your legs for the first time, well that takes a bit more. I am glad she is picky. I wouldn't want her to be some cheap 'ho. She knows what she wants. I have a feeling she will get it. And soon. Shit, I have to go."

In an instant she kissed me, grabbed her purse and hurried out the door. Within minutes the phone rang. "I love you. And remember what I said, be nice to my little sister."

"I will, I will. I promise, we will do whatever she wants to do."

"OK, but remember you ass is mine when I get home. I want to see you cum for me, all over my chest and face. Then I will lick you all clean. You like that don't you?"

"Sounds good to me. I love you too. See ya' tonight." Was that a coincidence? Couldn't be because I can't recall ever doing that before with Maria. Yet, she described exactly what her sister did to me yesterday. I had a strange feeling that my wife was toying with me, but I just didn't know. I decided to let go and just be myself and not to worry. What is done is done. Nothing I can change now. Today, Sylvia and I will go to the pool, have lunch, relax and everything will be normal. No problem. I walked down the hall to the bathroom and passed by the bedroom where Sylvia lay asleep. I peeked in. She was on her back, her tank top was twisted and one of her breasts was exposed. She had kicked her sheets off and revealed that she wore no panties to bed. Her legs were parted slightly, but I could not see her sex through her thick bushy pubic hair. It was obvious she had never trimmed her mound. Innocence. My dick began to harden. Problem.

I needed to get rid of this sexual desire. I am not the type of guy who can close his eyes and jack off. I need some extra visual stimulation. I thought about going back to her room and silently stroke myself and watch her sleep. But she is what I want to stop thinking about. I decided on a shower.

The shower could not remove her from my head. I stood under the water, still hard, still horny, and still confused. I finished washing and began to shave. I prefer to shave in the shower and do not stop with my face. Once a week I also like to shave my balls, my sphincter, and trim the pubes around my cock. I am not a fan of thick hair. I feel so much cleaner knowing that I don't have a piece of shit hanging from a three inch ass pube, while I straddle my wife's face in the 69 fashion. I know she appreciates it. Maria shaves too. She will shave her pussy for 2 or 3 weeks, until her monthly symptoms arrive, then goes natural until they disappear. Anyway, I finished my shower and shave and dried off. My erection was finally down. I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed for my bedroom.

I walked over to the bedside radio and turned to the local rock station. Next to the radio was Maria's vibe coated with her dried juice. I grabbed it and returned to the bathroom to wash it off. I soaped up the pink gel toy and rinsed it without getting any water near the battery compartment. As I was finishing, the phone rang. I set down the toy and ran to get the phone before it woke up Sylvia. What is the one thing that really pisses you off? Running to get the phone and get a hang-up! "Fuck you!" I know they were already gone on the other end, but I liked to think they heard me and were so scared they will never do it again. That thought was soon cut short. Just as I began to walk back, the phone rang again. I jumped at the handset and quickly answered, "What?"

"Good morning sir. I am calling to inform you of a fantastic deal that you and only a handful of others have qualified for…"

"You know, I just got out of the shower and to be honest, I never sign up for anything over the phone. So, goodbye." I hung up the phone and walked to the bathroom mumbling to myself. "Fuckin' telemarketers. Disturbing my peaceful morning. Bullshit…" The bathroom door was closed. Sylvia was awake. She would surely find Maria's vibe on the counter. What should I do? Nothing. She is an adult. An innocent, sheltered adult. I walked to my bedroom and proceeded to put on a pair of board shorts and sleeveless T-shirt. The shower came on. I checked the door to see if she had left it unlocked. Then I could reach in and grab… No, it was locked.

Sylvia came out of the bathroom about 25 minutes later and quickly stepped into her room. I had just finished making my bed and jumped around the corner and into the bathroom as quickly as she left. The toy, however, was not there. Sylvia startled me by poking her head out of from her room and asked if we were going to go to the pool today. "Yea, sure. It is supposed to be a hundred and something today."

"OK, I will just put my suit on now then."

A few minutes later, Sylvia comes out of her room with a simple two-piece suit. The top was a tankini style top, with the bottoms kind of like tight shorts. Innocence.

"Do you like this suit? Or does it make me look like a little kid?"

I could not lie to her. I told her it did make her look a bit younger, but she still looked very good in it. She said she wanted to get a bikini, but was a bit nervous. I asked her what she was nervous about. "You are a very attractive girl. You have nothing to be nervous or embarrassed about at all." I could have gone on and on about how hot she was, but stopped myself. "Why don't you try on one of Maria's bikinis and see how you feel. You have to try before you decide it's not for you right?"

She agreed. I showed her where Maria's suits were and pointed out the full-length mirror on the back of the door. In the back of my mind, I hoped she was going to ask me to help her get into one. Reality, I exited and she shut the door. Forty-five minutes must have past before she finally opened the door and stuck her head out. "I don't know about these," she exclaimed. "I tried them all on, but things do not seem to fit right. This one is the closest, but even this one is… I don't know."

"Well let me see. You are probably just to hard on yourself." She stepped around the corner in a pale yellow and light orange, sunray pattern bikini. The top was held in place with a string around the back and another up and around her neck. Sylvia's breasts overflowed the small triangles of fabric that usually completely covers my wife's smaller chest. The bottom of the suit clung perfectly to her young firm ass, with strings connecting the back to the front and the front… Well there is where we had a problem. Sylvia kept her hands in front of her hiding her embarrassment. "Wow you look great! What could possibly be wrong with this suit?"

"This." Sylvia removed her hands from the front of her suit and revealed a mound of hair pushing out the front of the fabric making it look almost as if she was wearing a pad. Along the leg seams, numerous black pubes poked wildly out. "It looks gross! I can't wear these types of suits, I told you. I am going to go change back."

"Wait, why don't you just cut them off?"

"No way. I don't want any sharp objects down there. I could accidentally cut a big chunk of skin and bleed all over. I don't think the make Band-Aids for that area."

"It is not like that at all. You just go slow, use small scissors and snip-snip. Hell, don't think I am weird, but I do it too. It is not even a big deal." She reluctantly decided to try it. I put a towel on the floor, gave her a hand mirror and my small scissors. I instructed her that she could put the hand mirror on the floor if she wanted, and to use both hands to hold the hair and cut. She seemed nervous. Innocence. I closed the door behind me as I left.

Another 20 minutes had passed in silence, until she called my name. I tapped on the door and asked if I could come in. She said yes, but told me not to laugh. I opened the door and saw her standing towards me still in her bikini top, with one hand covering her naked sex and the other hand full of tissue lightly spotted with blood, held on her upper inner thigh. I started to chuckle. "It is not funny! I told you I would cut myself."

"Let me see." She removed her tissue hand to reveal a tiny little nick. "That is it? Come on that is nothing." I grabbed a small cloth from the cupboard, wet on end with cool water and cleaned off the small cut. It had already stopped bleeding. "There now, the doctor has fixed it all better little girl."

"Yea yea yea. I didn't even get to finish."

"Well you are all good now, so go ahead."

"Yea right. I don't trust myself. Do you think you could help? But you better not cut me too!"

"Alright." I tried not to act as excited as I really was. My heart began to beat and my body grew hot as hell. I asked her to jump up on the counter. As she did as I instructed, she kept her hand over her pussy lips, blocking my view. I moved the towel over closer and wiped off the scissors. "You know, I will not be able to do this right if you keep your hand there?" With a sigh and slight hesitation, she removed her hand and rested it next to her. Damn she was hairy. I couldn't remember the last time I had seen a woman this hairy. High school. Yea, back then not too much trimming went on in the early 80's. "Now just relax. I promise I will not hurt you."

I began to pull the long strands of hair out and snipped them down as close to her skin as possible. I started from the top, gradually working my way down the sides. Within a few short minutes, all that was left was long curls surrounding her lips and down into her crack. With every snip, she let out a light sigh of nervousness. As I got closer to her lips I asked her to pull her legs up and put her feet on the counter. She did so, this time without question. For the first time, I was staring right into her sex. Her lips, tightly closed, but a small drop of clear liquid peeking out at the bottom of the tiny crevice.

I continued to slowly snip the pubes away. At this point, my dick was sticking straight out leeking it's own fluid. I looked down to see if she could see it, but the way I was kneeling down, she could not tell. As I gently tugged at the hair growing from her lips, her folds parted slightly making that old familiar sticky sound. All this time we had not said a word. Her eyes were glued on the task. Her nervous sighs were replaced by quick, but soft breathing. I knew she was just as excited as I was and for the same reason – her first time with a man's hands between her legs and they are mine! I finished the top and sides, leaving only the area between her two holes. I placed one hand on her pussy and pushed lightly upward to reveal her underworld. I felt her juices gushing out of her pussy covering the back of my hand with the warm wetness. Her breathing got a bit louder and heavier. I continued as if nothing was happening. I took my hand off and replaced a few times. Each time giving a little push on her lips and uncovering her clit. Every time she gasped, but never removing her eyes from what I was doing.

I had completed cutting her lower area and returned to brush off the loose hairs. I reached up and grabbed the wet cloth I had used before and wiped downward over her mound. It was beautiful. The hair was cut real short and you could see her skin showing through. Her lips were very visible now and seemed to be a bit puffy. "All finished," I said as I looked up at her face. Her chest moved slightly as she breathed. I did not want to stop and decided to take it one step further. "You know Maria is shaven. You have gone this far without complaint, you want it all off?"

Sylvia looked down at her naked pussy, then back up to me. "Be careful, please." She did not have to ask twice.

"Great. Well you jump in the shower, rinse off, then fill up the tub a little. I am going to grab another towel." As I left, I heard the shower turn on, then off as the faucet replaced it filling the tub with warm water. I wondered to myself if I should be doing this. I quickly convinced myself that I have not touched her sexually and was just helping out. Of course, the 9-inch rod in my pants told the another story.

I returned to the bathroom with towel and gave a quick push down of my dick, hoping it would stay down close to my leg. I opened the glass door to the tub and found Sylvia standing in the pool of water completely drenched and without the rest of her bikini, but her arms folded in front of covering her naked breasts. "You didn't have to take off your top if you feel uncomfortable."

"I didn't want to get it wet before I put in on again. Is that OK?"

"Sure." Yea, no problem here. Except that my penis is going to burst out of my shorts. I grabbed a new razor and my wife's shaving cream and started to climb in the tub.

"Aren't you going to take off your shorts?"

I stopped in my tracks. "Well, um… I think I may have a bit more to hide than you do. I am not sure if…"

"I have already seen what you have to hide. Don't tell me you forgot already?"

"Forgot? No. I just wanted to… I mean, I wasn't planning on… I don't want to upset you, I guess. You are a nice young girl and I am not young, not so nice and married to your sister."

"Please, I think you are very nice. Don't worry about the rest. Anyway, all you are doing is teaching me how shave. Right?"

"Yes, of course." My lips said yes that was all I was doing, but I knew we were both fooling ourselves. Regardless, I pulled down my shorts and my erection popped straight out. I heard her let out her breath and watched a smile flow across her face as she stared at my cock. I stepped into the tub and asked to sit on the side rail and keep very still. With the wet cloth and soaked her pubic area with warm water, letting the cloth rub down her lips. Applying the slick gel, I prepared this young girl to look even younger. With one hand pulling her skin tight, fingers gently tugging her lips, brushing by her clit and ever increasing the excitement; the other hand sweeping over her delicate skin remove al evidence of puberty. Sylvia's eyes split the focus between the task and my throbbing cock dipping in and out of the water.

After shaving away the last remaining stray strand, I cupped my hands into the water and splashed the warm liquid on her hot gushing hole. A huge loud breath escaped her lips and I knew she was ready to have a killer orgasm. I quickly reached for the sesame oil and thickly covered her entire pelvis with the slick lube. I used both hands to coat all the areas the felt the razor's sharp blade. Her breathing was rapid and vocal. Her legs flexed and her stomach muscles tightened. My fingers roll over the folds of her lips and discover her juices to be more slippery and on fire. As I parted her lips slightly, a small nub poked out looking for attention. I used my right thumb to gently circle her clit, while the fingers on my left hand applied the oil down her lips and sweep towards her ass. That was it. She exploded. Her back arched, head back, inhaling a deep breath and holding it as her entire body shook with tremors. I seemed to last for several minutes with numerous after shocks. I let go of her sex and flexed my fist around my twitching rod. Without hesitation, I stroked 5 or 6 long strokes and shot a huge load covering her tits down to her pussy. As she regained her senses, she slid off the rail and sat in the tub water. First her eyes went to my cock still in hand and dripping cum.

So that is how you shave? Wow!" She reached over and grabbed the back of my head and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Thank you." I wanted to kiss her again, but halted the process when she said, "Now lets try the bikini on. I hope it fits this time."

She stood up and I followed. I turned on the shower and unplugged the tub. A two-second rinse and I was back in my shorts and shutting the bathroom door behind me. She continued to rinse as I walked to the refrigerator. I looked quickly at the clock on the microwave, 10:47. Who cares? I grabbed a long neck Corona, ignoring the lemon, popped the bottle, and slugged down half the contents. Damn, damn, damn. My head was spinning. I needed to go sit in the cool water of the pool, in public, and people, with clothes on. This is crazy I thought, what could be next. I finished the 12 ounces in one continuous gulp and went to get the pool towels.

There were already several bodies frying under the early sun as we reached the pool. Sylvia's attitude was very casual. It was as if nothing had happened or at least nothing wrong. This made me feel good and bad at the same time. Was she hiding something? Was she in denial? Did she realize our actions were improper? Or was it that she was just happy and satisfied? At this point, I don't know.

We took two chaise loungers near the deep end on the pool, away from a young mother and her two toddlers and next to a group of college students. The students were surrounding a pizza that had just been delivered and yapping about their summer classes. I laid out my towel and quickly jumped in the cool water. I reached the surface and nearly choked as my eyes fixed on Sylvia's tight young ass pointing towards me as she bent over to fix her towel. Her suit fit like second skin, with no hair to stand in the way, displayed every fold and crevice of her sex. My dick began to stir again. How was I going to get away with this? Every time I see her, I see more beauty. I am going to be a walking hard-on! I turned away and swam underwater to the other side.

Fighting the urge to stare, I got out and headed for my chair. What I need is a little catnap to take my mind off the subject at hand. Of course that would not be possible. Sylvia had just finished coating the front of her body with glistening oil and was trying to find a comfortable position in her lounge. As she shifted her body, her suit twisted and the fabric slid across her hairless pussy, showing a peek of her swollen pink lips. I caught one of the college boys beside her sneaking a look at her luscious body and noticing her newly shaven sex. He adjusted his own package as he continued his examination. He finally became conscious of his stare and glanced at me and then away, not knowing that I was only her brother in law and not her boyfriend.

My eyes finally closed, as I lay under the sun's strong rays. I drifted into a light sleep, still hearing the faint conversations around the pool. I am not sure how long I drifted, but when I awoke everyone had left the pool area accept the wandering eyed college boy and his female companion. They were in the pool holding on to each other, talking low, and kissing occasionally. They were floating near the deep end, just a few feet away from where we lay. Sylvia had now turned over and shown her ass to the couple. As I sat up, I could see that our young pool-goers had a direct view between Sylvia's legs. Her legs were parted slightly and showed her suit crawling up into her cheeks. It was a nice view. I felt mischievous.

Picking up the oil, I poured some in my hands and began to gently rub it onto her back and shoulders. She did not move, but gave a low moan of approval. Applying more of the slick substance, I moved lower, just above her waistline, and then jumping the fabric, onto her upper thighs. My hands rolled all the way down to her ankles and back upward stopping just short of ass. Smoothly, I moved her suit over just an inch or so, showing more her soft skin. Peeking out of the corner of my eye, I see the couple watching my every move. As if on cue, Sylvia swiftly rolled over and offered her front to my oily massage.

I started again at the top, just below her chin. Slowly moistening her neck with the oil, then down I go. My hands moved across her chest and under her suit. She showed no resistance and gave approval by reaching down and holding on to her chair tightly, letting out a soft moan. Leaving one hand on her breasts, I snaked the other down across her stomach and past her bikini. Gently pushing the fabric to one side, I revealed her newly shaven pussy to our audience and coated it with lubrication. At this point, she had made her own slickness as her juices flowed past her young unpenetrated lips. I peeked a view at the couple in the pool. They were not trying to hide their wandering eyes now and it was obvious that he had entered her from behind and was slowly pumping away as they watched the show.

My own raging hard-on strained against my suit and I thought of releasing it right there and pouncing upon her. That thought faded quickly as voices of playful children echoed around the corner. I swiftly replaced her suit covering her inviting wet hole, pushed my stiff prick downward and jumped in the pool for relief.

My pool entrance separated the young couple and the young man quickly got out of the pool and ventured towards the restrooms. Sylvia lay motionless on the chaise, her breathing back to normal, eyes closed. I leaned on the edge of the pool and stared at this beauty. She seemed perfect, yet I must remember she is not my wife. Just as the guilt begins to rise, a voice sounds out from behind me.

"The two of you are hot together." The other half of our audience had swam next to me and began to talk. "I guess those kids aren't coming in the pool. Too bad you had to stop. Billy got his, but I wanted to see more."

I thanked the young woman for the compliment, and as we talked I tried to view her body through the water. She looked to be around 20 years old, with an athletic tight body. Her wet blond hair reached down to the middle of her back. Her breasts appeared firm and just slightly smaller than Sylvia's. Michelle was her name and she just moved into the complex a week ago. She lived alone and the guy she was with today was an ex-boyfriend that remained "friends", but occasionally had sex with. Shortly, after mentioning his name, her friend came back from the bathroom and grabbed his towel. Michelle took the hint and said it was time for her to go. As she out of the pool, she whispered that she was going to be alone tomorrow and invited us to her apartment for some cool drinks. My smile told her yes!

I got out of the pool and woke up Sylvia. She had fallen asleep, her hand still resting on her own breast. Her eyes appeared glossy and I suggested she head back to the apartment for a nap so she didn't burn. She thought that was a good idea and grabbed her stuff and left. I lied down on my lounge chair for a second, but couldn't get that sweet vixen out of my mind. Relaxing was out of the question, so I decided I had better work off some my tension. I collected my things and went to the gym.

About 90 minutes passed and I finished working on my arms, abs, chest and back. I walked into my apartment and headed straight to the kitchen for a big glass of water and then to the shower. In the bathroom was Sylvia's towel and suit. I guessed that she took a shower before she went to sleep. I lingered in the shower for awhile letting the hot water roll over my muscles and loosen their tightness. When I finished I sprayed on a bit of CK1, wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to the kitchen for another glass of cold water. I then walked into my bedroom to get some dry clothes, but stopped in the doorway in awe. Sylvia had chosen my bed to take her nap. She lay on her stomach, silent and naked. Turning my eyes away, I opened my drawer and searched for a pair of shorts.

"Hey sexy, I have been dreaming about you." The words sounded like part of my own dream. "Take off that towel and come lay with me. Please?" I did not have to be asked twice. I had thought about this moment for a long time. I had already struggled with the fact that this was a very young female, a virgin, and my sister-in-law. I have already gone too far to turn back. I had to have her.

She sat up on her elbows and motioned to the space next to her. I released the towel and revealed my throbbing penis. She looked at it hang in front of me and then up to my eyes. "I want you in me. I want you to be the first. I need you now!" I crawled next to her. My hand found her skin and slowly stroked her arm, shoulder and neck. "Please, make love to me." Our lips touched and electricity zoomed through our bodies. Her hands explored my chest, abs and groin before concentrating on my cock. Her soft fingers wrapped around my shaft and slowly stroked as we kissed. My hands also found her shaved sex. Her juices soon covered the outside of her pussy lips. Gently I slid down between her legs and rolled my tongue across her slick labia. She shuddered and with another long slow lick across her clitoris, she had her first orgasm. Her body shook, her back arched, and arms flew outward grabbing sheets and blankets to hold on to.

I continued to kiss the inside of her thighs, around her lips, but giving her clit a small rest for now. As I continued, I gradually inserted one finger inside her walls. Her breath quickens. Her pussy was incredibly tight, but I soon inserted a second digit. Her hips began to buck against my hand. I sat up as she continued to hump my hand. Her moans turned to screams and her hips a blur of movement. Suddenly, a deep breath and she sat still atop my hand. Her second orgasm. I removed my fingers and slid up next her. I placed my mouth upon her hard nipple and tugged lightly. As I sucked on one breast, I massaged the other with my hand. Her hand rested on mine and squeezed every time I squeezed her breast.

After minutes of oral attention to both breasts, she grabbed my cock and rubbed herself with the tip. I moved my body over hers and she opened her legs wide. I looked down into her eyes as she said, "I need you inside me, now!" I held my throbbing cock at the opening of her pussy. I rubbed across her lips and coated myself with her slick lube. Gently, I move the tip past her lips and rested at the door of her sex. Slowly, I move downward and slide every inch into her soft virgin walls. Her head falls to one side and she takes a deep, deep breath. I stop as my entire rod is buried inside her and my balls lay upon her skin. I wait for a sign that she is all right and wants me to continue. After a few minutes she regains somewhat normal breathing and opens her eyes again. That was my sign.

I pulled my hips back and again slowly entered her again. Again, pulling my hips back and sliding deep inside her slowly and then a bit faster. Her hands find their way to my ass and she grabs and pulls at every downward motion. Soon, my thrusts and hard and fast. She continues to pull me into her again and again. Her breathing is rapid and vocal. "YES!" she says over and over. "I am cuming! Oh God!" My cock is almost ready to explode. Her screams, her tight pussy and young hot body is nearly too much for me. I grab he breasts as I continue to drive my cock into her. "Yes, I am still cuming. Keep going. Yes!"

It is all too much to hold out any longer. "I am going to pull out," I manage to say between heavy breaths.

"I want to see it!" she exclaims. "Please, let me see you cum!" With that, I pull my slick cock from her soaked hole and take one stroke before sending streams of thick cum across her stomach and chest. I seem to cum forever, as I shoot again and reach her neck and chin. Sylvia is quietly admiring the white fluid that covers her skin. She uses her fingers and rubs it across her skin, then takes one finger coated in cum and places it on her tongue. She looked up to me with a sparkle in her eye and a smile, "I always have wondered and now I know. Thank you."