My Sister-In-Law - Sex Stories

My Sister-In-Law

... with the tips of our tongues.

“I want you to wear skin tight trousers, no underwear, for me. I want to make it obvious we are going to fuck, a honeymoon fuck, as soon as we return to the hotel.

“I told you I wanted to be the centre of attention,” she smiled as we sat down, after every man in the restaurant watched her make her entrance, ogling her ass and cross her legs.

All night the male wait staff were incredibly attentive as they ogled Nikki, while men at other tables surreptitiously ogled her. “Talk dirty for me, I want you have an obvious erection when we leave. Tell me what you enjoyed the most today.”

“New levels of sexual pleasure, you are a pornographers delight. “You are excruciating gorgeous. And a wonderful fuck,” I told her truthfully, and louder than I should have. as we stood to leave, my erection obvious, a wet spot on my trousers, with a hand on her ass.

That night we made love, long passionate love, real love making like honeymooners do. Twice, we were both insatiable.

At eleven the next morning after a late start and a slow breakfast and a shower together, Nikki asked, “Would you like some fellatio, a blow job, with a point of difference? Yes? Then order a bucket of crushed ice for me.”

I was naked, standing with my back to the wall, when she half filled her mouth with some ice, then licked and sucked my nipples, still warm from the shower. A wonderful, erotic contrast, hot and cold.

“It gets better,” she told me as she took some ...

... ice in one hand, refilled her mouth with ice and commenced sucking my flaccid cock, with her icy hand on my balls. An incredible sensation, ice, warm lips and tongue on my new erection. “Is that good, are you enjoying it? Do you want me to swallow,” she managed to ask as she teased my balls with her icy fingertips.

“You are so good so fucking good,” I moaned as she edged me before she swallowed.

“Sit on my face, so I can tongue fuck you with my hands cupping your wonderful ass. We can both watch in the mirrors,” I told her less than an hour later as she readily complied.

After a long slow lunch it was three in the afternoon when Nikki told me, “I want you to punish my big ass before we leave, if you punish me, hurt me, I won’t feel so guilty. How about you, do you want to appease your guilt? Would you like me to punish you first?

“Which would prefer, the whip or the paddle?,” she teased as she organized me on the bed, naked, face down with a pillow under me, as she held the paddle in one hand and the whip in the other. “Perhaps six of each? Should I start with the paddle?”

I was grasping the sheet with my hands, tensing my ass cheeks for her, waiting for the first blow as she teased and stroked the paddle over my ass cheeks. “Would you like it harder,” she asked after each blow, as I enjoyed my sister-in-law, naked apart from her heels punishing me, and turning me on.

“That is such a turn on, there is a fine and most enjoyable line between pleasure, pain, and ...