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

Breeding my Sister's Wife Ch. 07-08

... pressed into my shoulders. I tensed for a moment at the pressure, then let everything wash away from me. The next period of time, which could have been minutes or hours, were bliss. Her surprisingly strong hands (though I guess good lesbians probably should have those!) rubbed every muscle on my back, down my forearms to my hand and fingers, down my calves to my toes.

Every muscle was tingling but calm, as she started working her way up my inner thigh. As she got higher, the realization that this was my sister touching me so intimately came back to my head with a force, and the cock that hadn't been allowed to cum for almost a week absolutely ached. Once she got further up, she spread my legs, and knelt so I could feel the wetness of her slit on my calf. Fuck that brought another wave of desire in me.

She gently cupped and massaged my balls, pressing into my perineum, and just barely reaching under to graze the shaft of my cock. This was heaven. If I still remembered how to worry I'd be worried that nothing in my life would ever live up to this.

She turned me over at this point. She got back off the bed, and started massaging up from my legs, but stopping before she got to my cock. Then she straddled me, her wet pussy leaving a puddle on my lower belly, and started working my chest and my shoulders. As she went lower, she slid down, until the top of my cock was pressed firmly into her ass and lower back. I had mostly keep my eyes closed during this, but opened them ...

... now, to see her looking down at me, her breasts in my face. She leaned down, bringing her face closer to mine, and as she did this her hips had to shift, and my cock traced a line down her ass until it was resting on her slit. I could feel the wetness and warmth of her pussy on the top of the head of my cock. All I wanted in that moment, all I wanted, was for her to shift her hips that last degree and slide me in. Her nose brushed my face, and she gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.

My reverie was broken from a sound in the corner. Kate and I both looked over to see Alena, her cheeks flushed, her thighs clasped around her hand, having contorted herself into a fetal position, shaking and jerking to what I can only imagine was a completely overwhelming orgasm. Kate smiled warmly, then edged herself back up me a little bit, so she could dismount without impaling herself on my cock. Alena's eyes were still clamped shut, and aftershocks were still spasming through her, but when she finally remembered how to breathe, she looked up and Kate, and they had a moment of understanding that gave me a pang of sadness to not be included in. A small reminder of their love that was the core of all this. Kate guided Alena to the bed, and then took me by the hand and stood me up. She laid Alena on the bed, and put the blindfold over her eyes. I couldn't help but look down below Alena's dark full bush, and saw she was almost purple with arousal, more swollen than I had ever seen a pussy before ...