Breeding my Sister's Wife Ch. 07-08 - Sex Stories

Breeding my Sister's Wife Ch. 07-08

... clearly had an idea of how they wanted this to go, and I was happy to go along with it. Kate started disrobing me, neatly hanging my coat on a hook on the back of a door. She spread her hands against my chest before getting to work on the buttons of my shirt, which she slid off of me, and also neatly hung up. I went to pull of my undershirt, but she gently stopped me, tugging it out of my belt, pulling it over my head (I had to lean forwards a little bit for her to manage this part) and neatly folding it and putting it on a dresser.

When she turned to the dresser, I was absolutely struck dumb by her figure. Ample hips and bosom, a beautiful hourglass shape with her light brown hair hugging her curves. The little cleft where her ass meets her thigh, the slight jiggle to her ass as she stepped forward. I couldn't believe I had taken this long to see how beautiful she was.

She continued undressing me. Controlling every moment. Sitting me down to pull my socks off. Standing me back up to undo my belt, slide the pants to my ankles, guiding me to step out of them. When she finally pulled my boxers down, I had a brief moment where I was surprised I wasn't hard yet. My cock was definitely starting to fill with blood, but it made it more plump while still hanging down in front of me. The boxers were the first thing she didn't neatly fold up and put away instantly, because she just took a moment to look at my cock, then look back up to me.

I remember a part of my mind ...

... being surprised how still the rest of my mind was. I was excited. Bated breath. But also calm. Just enjoying and living every moment. I wasn't wondering what she was going to do next, looking down with her face inches from my cock. I was just enjoying, with a deep, deep satisfaction, the image in front of me and moment I was experiencing.

I'll never forget what she did next. She gently leaned forward, resting her forward against my thigh, and with her cheek... caressed? The side of my cock. I'm not sure if there's a better word for it. She just gently rubbed her cheek against me, moving slightly, then shifted so her closed lips were on it, and just gently nuzzled it.

It was so sweet, and erotic, and close and, man. I don't know what else to say. An all time moment.

Alena apparently thought so to, because I heard a slight slapping sound, and turned over to see her with her and clapped across her mouth, her hand under the blanket perfectly still. She really did have an incest kink, apparently. I think she wanted us to forget she was there, which, honestly, I completely had.

Kate then stood up took me by the hand again, and led me, kneel walking on the bed, to lie down on my front. Catching the little glimpses of the inside of her thigh and bits of her labia as she took each filled me with desire.

It came back to me now that the plan was for her to massage me first as part of foreplay. She got something from her night stand, and I felt warm oil on her hands as they ...