“I remember something about sucking your cock, Mark.”
“And, if I recall correctly, something about swallowing, gorgeous.”
“I want to see it!” she said excitedly.
Helping her to her feet, I took my time taking off every article of clothing. She was pale compared to my… No, not wife. In name only. She was just Christine. She whispered her breasts were only a B, though I assured her they were beautiful. Taking off her panties, I smiled seeing trimmed hair, putting my nose to her groin and inhaling her scent. She moaned softly. “I’ll be back to see you later,” I whispered, earning a giggle.
Her soft hands ran all over my body as she undressed me at the same time. I’d honestly rarely been fitter in all the years of my life. I was nursing more than a semi by the time she had me down to my underwear, though I appreciated the look of desire in her eyes as my cock did finally spring free. Feeling her fingers wrap around my shaft made me moan softly as she sat on her knees. “I’ll be your good girl, Mark,” she whispered, “I’ve waited a long time to do this.”
“And Jessica?”
She looked up and smiled. “I think we loved you more than she ever did,” she said before licking up my shaft, her eyes never leaving mine. The desire in hers made me gulp. Christine hadn’t looked at me like that in years, if I was honest.
Caroline proceeded to give me the best blowjob I’d had in a few years, at least. I learned one thing. My sister-in-law could deepthroat and she seemed to love it, getting ever so excited when her nose bumped into my groin. Her eye contact was constant. Her tongue had shivers up and down my spine. She remembered to give my balls attention. And I was left thinking she would happily suck my cock until orgasm then go home. She was just doing this for me.
“Fuck,” I grunted as her head bobbed up and down slowly.
“You like my mouth, handsome?”
I leaned down and kissed her. “You are a very good girl, Caroline.”
“Don’t let me know when you’re going to cum. I was a creamy surprise.”
Gripping the back of her head made her smile as I started to gently rock my hips. She was certainly noisy, just an all-round sloppy and fantastic blowjob. Noticing she was playing with herself, I told her to stop that. She lifted her hand so I could hold it instead. “Good girl. I’ll treat you well next,” I said, earning another smile.
Remembering what she said, I didn’t warn her I was getting close, though I’m sure she would have recognised the signs. My fingers tightened around her hair, hips moving a little more, though her head just bobbed up and down faster. Her tongue was driving me wild, lacing our fingers together on the hand I was holding.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
That was a sign I was close, feeling her pull back just enough before I felt the first spurt erupt from my cock. She moaned softly as I groaned loudly, spurt after spurt firing. I’d purposely not jerked off for a couple of days, so I was a little backed up. What she did next surprised me, sitting back against the side of the bed, meeting my eyes and opening her mouth. “Swallow it,” I ordered. She closed her mouth, smiled and audibly gulped. Caressing her cheek, her eyes closed, moving her head into my palm. “Good girl,” I whispered.
Picking her up easily and lying her down on the bed, I would need a few minutes before I was rock solid again. Good excuse to return the favour. Her breasts might be smaller than someone else, but they were perfect for her petite frame. Flat stomach. Great legs. I knew she worked out, kept herself fit. Lying next to her, she blushed as my eyes drank her in. “Am I too pale?”
“Definitely not. You’re gorgeous.”
“Feeling guilty?”
“She’s no doubt fucking her fella already. I’m on the verge of making love to her sister on our marital bed. Charlotte has already confirmed the wife has done it herself.”
“Want to eat my pussy?”
“Carol, I’ve been thinking about it for weeks now.”
She spread her legs and pointed with her index finger. “Stop thinking about it then, handsome. I want an orgasm, preferably one not given by myself.”
Before that, I had to give those tits of hers some attention and affection. Latching one of her nipples with my mouth, she loved it when I nibbled at them, and loved it even more when I gently squeezed both at the same time. A few moans she released had me glancing up in surprise. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time too,” she whispered.
Kissing down her body, she shuddered more than once as I spread her legs a little further, avoiding her pussy I kissed along both thighs before I breathed against her, causing another shudder. “Please,” she whimpered.
“Please what?”
“Please lick my pussy, Mark.”
“Okay, because you’re a good girl.”
“I’ve always wanted to be your good girl.”
I lifted my head for a moment. “How long?” I wondered.
“Nearly twenty years,” she whispered.
My heart almost broke for her. No doubt she’d been jealous of her sister. Little wonder she’d gone out of her way to fuck her over while helping me at the same time. But she would also know that, in the end, it just couldn’t work permanently. It would be a little too weird, and though Caroline was very much her own woman, there were some similarities that just couldn’t be overlooked. I’d always look at Caroline and, in one way or another, see her sister too.
As I got to work, so to speak, I realised a couple of things rather quickly. One was that I hadn’t actually gone down on my wife in a couple of months at least, by then. Two, I hadn’t had new pussy in my life for nearly two decades. During the good times, Christine and I had enjoyed exploring each other. Now I got to experience that again with Caroline. I savoured her taste and texture. Her scent was divine. I enjoyed how her body moved as my tongue got to work. She shuddered at just my hands running up and down her smooth legs. She had dainty little feet that eventually rested on my back.
“Mark,” she moaned softly.
What I wanted was to make her cum and, after I made that happen the first time, she loved the look in my eyes as I wanted it to happen again and again. As soon as fingers ended up inside her, she pulled her legs right back, her pussy completely exposed, begging me to make her cum even harder. Finding that special spot didn’t take me too long, and once I did, and I focused on her clit at the same time, she came hard. Really hard. The sort of orgasm that near enough wiped her out.
Lying next to her as she gathered her breath, she turned onto her side and cuddled into me. “Fucking hell,” she muttered, “Can’t wait to have that dick inside me.”
“Soooo… Now?”
“Slide it inside me, handsome. We’ve waited long enough.”
She was tighter than I imagined, her pussy an absolutely perfect sheathe for my cock. Her face just utterly lit up as I buried myself, her smile positively infectious as I was certainly grinning by the time I’d buried myself. Feeling her legs wrap around me, I didn’t move for a couple of minutes, kissing her softly as I caressed her cheek and hair. “Mark, can I be blunt? Your wife is a fucking idiot. My god, best cock ever.”
“Well, that certainly does help me feel better.”
“You’re fucking me all weekend. I’m going to want your dick in me constantly.”
“That good?”
She blushed and kissed me softly. “What I’ve always wanted. So I’ll enjoy it while I can.”
“I never realised.”
She smiled at me like I was an idiot. “Of course you didn’t. I’m her sister. I could never tell anyone how I felt. Except Jessica. Who also adores you. She didn’t feel as jealous as I did though.”
“Christine’s loss is your gain then.”
“God yes. Now fuck me, Mark!”
I wasn’t going to deny my sister-in-law what she wanted, slowly pumping my cock into her. As I’d already cum, I was going to last a while, my aim was to help her orgasm with my cock buried inside her. Leaning down to kiss her, our tongues duelled playfully as her fingers ran up and down my arms and onto my back. Thrusting a little faster, though fingers soon started to dig in, releasing her mouth as I moved down to kiss and nibble at her neck.
“Oh god,” she moaned, “Faster… Harder…”
“Going to make you cum,” I growled into her ear.
“Feeling it already,” she whimpered, “Fuck me!”
Placing her feet over my shoulders, I changed the angle and fucked her harder. Within a couple of minutes, I felt her pussy start to clench and she moaned loudly. She let rip a series of curses and other gibberish, but it was obvious she was having quite the orgasm. Her eyes eventually met mine to see me smiling at her. Taking a deep breath, she managed to giggle. “Well, even better when your cock is inside me. Going to fill me up soon?”
“Not sure.”
“Can I ride you now?” I made her squeal as I grabbed her hips, easily picked her up and rolled onto my back. She met my eyes as her hands again caressed my arms. “Wow…” she whispered.
“If you like being thrown around a bedroom…”
“Maybe if I’m being a bad girl,” she said in a small voice, “Maybe you’ll need to spank me…”
“You have quite the side to you, don’t you, Caroline?”
“One I’ve kept for you, handsome.”
“Ride me, gorgeous. I want to see you orgasm on my cock again.”
Watching Caroline’s petite body ride me was one of the most erotic things I’d witnessed in a long time. And having someone so eager to ride me, the absolute joy on her face, and lust in her eyes, certainly made me grin in return. She was happy to let me just lie there and let her do all the work, her tight, wet pussy almost making my toes curl in pleasure.