The story below was cut and pasted from an earlier post I had in another thread. I meant no disrespect to the original threadstarter but was criticised for having ‘hijacked’ the threadstarter’s thread. To avoid conflicts and further arguments, I have decided to start my own thread. Thank you all for your understanding.
This is a story of my fantasies about my sisters-in-law. Names have been changed to protect their identities. Enjoy please! This is Part 1 of a 3-part story.
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Part 1
I married my wife in July of 2008 after courting her for 4 years. My wife is the youngest of 3 girls in her family. Her two older sisters are professionals - a lawyer and a doctor - but are unmarried. My wife, Helen, is a school teacher.
Her eldest sister, Hannah, is 38 this year and already a senior partner at a big law firm in Singapore. Her second sister, Hanni, is 35 this year and is a doctor at a restructured hospital in Singapore. The sisters have since moved out of their parents’ condo and are staying on their own each about 10 to 15 minutes away from their parents.
Both sisters are too busy with their professional lives to go out with guys. My wife told me that Hanni used to date another doctor, but gave up after their work schedules kept clashing and they couldn’t find time to meet. As for Hannah (the lawyer), my wife told me she never dated. I am beginning to suspect that she is a lesbian.
Hannah and Hanni (yes, the name Hanni sounds like “Honey”, doesn’t it?) maintain their figures very well. I guess if you are single and professional, you have all the time and money in the world to go to spas, facials etc., to make yourself look good.
My wife’s family meets every Friday evening for dinner at her parents’ home since I have to work shifts on Saturdays and on Sundays, my wife and I go back to my parents’ home for dinner.
Hannah and Hanni would come straight from work in their suits - Hannah likes to wear matching tight fitting skirts and white, button-front, long sleeve blouse with a jacket; while Hanni usually wears a one-piece dress with spaghetti straps. There are reasons for this: Hannah needs to wear a suit (with a white blouse) for appearing in court while Hanni needs to wear her white doctor’s coat over her clothes and it is cooler (according to her) if she wears spaghetti strapped dresses or tops.
Whatever they wear, they both look really good and I often look too much. I am always afraid that my wife will find out that I am staring at her sisters - especially Hanni, who likes to bend down and show both her breasts and sexy coloured bras (sometimes black, lavender, red etc.,). Her bra straps often show and I have noticed that the bra strap doesn’t always match the colour of the bra. And I learn from this that women have interchangeable bras and bra straps.
Every Friday, after our dinner at my parents-in-laws’ home, I will come home with my wife and get really horny. My excuse to my wife is that we have both been busy with work all week and no time to ourselves. The real reason for my horniness is the sight of her two sisters at dinner. My wife and I will make love and I will most often be fantasizing about making love to Hannah and Hanni.
I know it is wrong, but I just can’t help it. After all, I am a healthy 33 year old man. When taking our wedding vows, we said we will be faithful to each other. I take that to mean not just physical faithfulness but also mental faithfulness. Now, here I am, mentally sleeping with Hannah and Hanni while physically fucking (please pardon my bad language) my wife.
Although Hannah and Hanni did not intentionally seduce me, my fantasies about them never ceased. I just can’t believe any healthy woman can go without sex and be totally focused on work. They must have outlets. Are they masturbating? If they are, how are they masturbating? Do they pay gigolos to satisfy them? I was curious and this curiosity added fuel to my fantasies.
Little did I know that my curiosities would be satisfied in late December 2008 - 5 months after I married my wife.
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To be continued in Part 2. Thank you for reading.
Another angle of sis-in-law storey. That is good for those who wanna enjoy multi tase. Cheer! go ahead.
Really glad to see TS starting his own thread. I personally think it is better to start your own than to use someone’s especially when you have quite a fair bit to post.
Looking for to the part 2 of your post.
Thank you all Bros for the encouragement. Here’s Part 2. Enjoy!
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My company encourages employees to clear our annual leave at the end of the year. This is to prevent any of us having to carry over too many days to the new year. I seldom miss work and as a result have accumulated many days of leave for 2008. I took 2 weeks off in December but Helen couldn’t take any more leave as she had already taken one week before our wedding and then one and a half weeks after our wedding for the honeymoon. I was mostly home the two weeks and that was the time when I made a startingly discovery about Hannah and had a sexual encounter with Hanni.
Two days into my leave, Helen called me from the office and told me that Hanni sent her a SMS to ask if she was free to take their mother (my mother-in-law) to her doctor’s appointment. Helen ‘volunteered’ me to do the job. Hanni normally drives my mother-in-law to the hospital for her medical appointments since they are both in the same hospital. However, because Hanni had to be at the hospital early that day (at 7am) and my mother-in-law’s appointment is at 10.30am, she had to ask Helen to help. My mother-in-law is elderly and has a slight difficulty walking. It is inconvenient for her to take a taxi. Since I had nothing to do, I agreed to bring her to her medical appointment.
My mother-in-law’s doctor reported nothing wrong with her and to continue with the medicine. I was on my way to the pharmacy to collect the medicine for her when my phone rang. It was Hanni. She wanted to know what the doctor said about her mother and also to thank me for bringing her. I told her everything was okay. She was relieved and asked me where I was. “On the way to the pharmacy and Mum’s still waiting at the clinic”, I replied. Hanni said she’d meet me at the pharmacy as she was on her break. She wanted to see what medicine my mother-in-law was given.
I reached the pharmacy and Hanni was already there. Apparently she knows more shortcuts through the hospital than me. She was in her white doctor’s coat with her long hair tied in a bundle. I could see that she was wearing a red blouse under the white coat when it occasionally fluttered open. I moved toward her and could smell her perfume about half a metre away. I have always been turned on by perfumes and I must say this whiff of her scent really made my little brother tingle. I showed her the prescription and with us standing side by side, I tried looking down her blouse. I am taller than her and can see down her blouse.
I was so engrossed in trying to look into her blouse that I didn’t realise that she had finished looking at the prescription and was looking directly at me. I was a little embarrassed and shifted my gaze down to the floor. Hanni smiled at me and asked me why I was staring at the floor. At this time, I felt relieved that she didn’t know I was trying to look down her blouse. I made up some stupid excuse that I noticed something on the floor that looked like contact lens and was trying to see if it was really contact lens. She laughed out loud and told me to put the prescription on the counter tray or we’ll need to stand there all day.
I did that and came back to where we were standing. By now, Hanni was sitting down on the back row of the waiting area. She crossed her legs and I could see more of her stockinged thighs. “So, how’s married life?” She asked me as I sat down and waited for my mother-in-law’s name to be called. “Ok lah, you know, Helen and I have dated for so long, we know each other very well now”. “Are you both thinking of having a baby soon?” I was a little shocked at this as I always thought it was a personal decision whether to have a baby or not. “Or do you both not know how to make a baby?” she continued before I had a chance to answer.
I was a little embarrassed by the last question. How am I supposed to respond? “What do you mean” was the stupid reply I could get out of my mouth. “I mean, do you both know how to calculate the ovulation periods and having sex at the correct time? You thought I was asking if you both know how to have sex?” I was totally shocked with the mention of the word “sex”. I must have turned red because Hanni put her arm around me next and apologised for embarrassing me. “I am a doctor. To me, sex is a physiological activity for procreation. Sorry if you feel uncomfortable talking about this.”
I decided to get a little bold from here and replied: “Just a little bit uncomfortable. You are my sister-in-law after all and I have always thought you are attractive. I get turned on if I talk about sex with attractive women.” I sort of half whispered that last sentence about getting turned on. Hanni kept her arms around me and said: “So you find me attractive? It’s normal to get turned on talking about sex. It shows that you are healthy. We doctors are trained not to get turned on when we look at patients, especially at their privates. But let me tell you, the training doesn’t work on everyone!” With that, she went on to tell me about some of her colleagues who ended up having affairs with their patients or nurses because they can’t separate professional and personal feelings when discussing sex with their patients or examining their patients.
I asked her if she ever had any sexual trysts with any of her patients or colleagues. She laughed at that, uncrossed and recrossed her legs, took her arm off from me, shifted her position on the chair and moved closer to my ears to whisper “That’s a secret, you want to get me fired ah, talking about this in public.” I sat there in silence and she continued, “I am on the early shift today and will finish work at 2 o’clock. Come to my apartment for a drink at 3.” Then, noticing my hesitation, she added “Just a drink lah, Helen doesn’t finish work until 6.30, right? You can hang out at my place for a couple of hours and then go fetch her”.
To tell you the truth, I couldn’t wait for 3pm to come. I know in the back of my mind that something will happen and my little brother felt ready for action with Doctor Hanni Tan.
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To be continued and concluded in Part 3. Hope you have all enjoyed reading.
Part 3 - Conclusion. Enjoy!
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There was no doubt that I wanted to keep my appointment with the doctor at 3pm. I sent my mother-in-law home and the car ride was uneventful except for the occasional comment on the weather and the traffic. After dropping her home, I decided to go to the nearby shopping centre for lunch as it was almost 130pm. At around 2.30pm, I received a SMS from my wife asking whether all went well. She can only SMS during the day because when she teaches, her handphone is on silent and she seldom checks her messages. I replied knowing that I won’t here back from her until I pick her up from work tonight.
I arrived early (around 2.45pm) at Hanni’s apartment and was sitting in my car when I saw her silver BMW pulled into the condo’s parking lot. She flashed her lights at me when she saw my car, parked her car and walked over to mine. I lowered the windows and she leaned in, exposing her breasts in all their full glory to me. I tried not to look but how can I turn away from something so glaring? She was still wearing her red blouse and had matching red half-cup bras that barely covered her breasts. I felt my little brother skipped in excitement and tried hard to contain it. Hanni asked me why I am just sitting in the car. I told her I was early and didn’t know if she was home yet. She was held up at the last minute by a patient.
We left the carpark together and walked to the lift. She walked slightly in front of me and I had a good view of her figure. Although she is in her mid-thirties, and older than me, Hanni has kept her figure well. She has curves where curves should be and breasts where breasts should be. She was also tall for a woman. As she walked, I began wondering what it is like to have her slender legs wrapped around me while we made love. Then, as if reading my thoughts, she stopped abruptly.
I almost crashed into her but stopped in time. However, I lost my balance a bit and had to hold on to her to avoid falling backwards. She apologise and said she forgot to check her mailbox. I told her I’d wait for her in the lift lobby. To tell you the truth, I was trying to hide my semi-hard-on and wanted time in the lift lobby to cool down.
The lift ride up to her 10th floor apartment was uneventful. How I wished we’d start kissing, groping and humping in the lift and then proceed to take off our clothes piece by piece as we enter the apartment. Just like in the movies. But nothing happened aside from both of us staring at the lift number going from B1 to 10.
“You make yourself comfortable while I change out of these clothes.” Hanni told me once we were inside her apartment. “Are these clothes uncomfortable? I like them. You look nice in them.” I tried to hint my obvious interest in her. You can say that I am now daringly hitting on her. She smiled and told me she likes to wear something more comfortable at home.
As she was walking back to her bedroom, she suddenly called out to me and said “If you are not my brother-in-law, I would have thought you were hitting on me when you say I look nice in my clothes.”
But I am hitting on you. Don’t you get it? You are a doctor, for heaven’s sake. I thought in my mind. Maybe nothing’s going to happen after all. Maybe she did invite me over just for drinks and for her to have some company in the afternoon.
Just when I thought all was lost, she appeared in the walkway to her bedroom in a black silky spaghetti strapped blouse and very (I mean, very) short shorts. I must have looked stunned and speechless because she walked over to me and teasingly said “Why, my sister doesn’t have sexy outfits like this or have you forgotten who I am?”
I told her Helen seldom dressed sexily and was quite conservative in her dressing. After all, Helen is a school teacher and she doesn’t want her school boys fantasising about her. I was surprised as to how easily and comfortable I had become in talking about sex with Hanni.
“You know the real reason why I invited you over, right?” Hanni said next. I pretended by saying “Just for drinks, right you said?” “We have asked Helen about you both and she has told us alot about you. Believe it or not, she even told us how good you are in the bedroom.” I gulped. “I know you sisters are close, but I didn’t know you are so close as to even discuss your sex lives!” I exclaimed, obviously startled by her revelation.
“Well, I thought since I have heard so much, I must try it for myself. That is, if you don’t mind doing it with an older woman and your sister-in-law.” Shocked. That was me when I heard this. I thought maybe I waited too long and fell asleep and this was all a dream. But, no, it was real. I faked innocence and said “Are you sure about this? You are my sister-in-law, what would Helen think if she found out?”
“She won’t, if we both don’t say anything”. With that, she lifted her left hand and started fondling her right breast, all the while keeping her gaze on me. She made some swirling motions with her tongue around her mouth while
doing this. I swallowed my saliva and felt my little brother tingling again. Down boy, down. “I thought you said at the hospital this morning that you find me attractive”, she continued. I sat there dumbfounded and replied: “Yes, and I also fantasize about you all the time”. “Oh yeah? What are your fantasies? Shall I fulfill them?”
At this point, I did what most men would do. I turned and walked away.
Just kidding. If I had walked away, I wouldn’t call myself a man! Instead, I reached over and held her closer to me. I could smell her fresh scent mixed with a little bit of work-sweat smell. This smell always turned me on, no
matter where I am. She turned her face to mine and started frenching me while her hands moved to embrace me around my neck. I moved my right hand down to cup her breasts, all the while keeping my mouth glued to hers. “Why don’t we go into my bedroom”, she whispered in my ears.
With that, she stood up, stretched her hand out, pulled me up from the sofa and led me into her bedroom. I have been to her apartment twice but I have not seen her bedroom. I have always thought a woman’s bedroom has so many mysteries, so many different smells and the thought of entering her bedroom further aroused my now hard penis.
When she entered the bedroom, she turned around and pulled her black silky top off. She wasn’t wearing any bra, as I suspected. My eyes immediately fell down to the two perfectly shaped breasts. Definitely a C cup. My wife and her sisters are all born with good breasts. My wife also sports a pair of C cuppers. Hanni’s breasts were still perky, eventhough she can be considered to be in her mid-thirties. She walked towards her bed while unbuttoning
her shorts and letting them fall onto the floor.
“Why are you still standing there”, she asked as she lowered herself onto her bed. “Come and show me what Helen has been telling us”. I half-ran over, stripped my clothes down to my underwear and got into bed with her. We kissed furiously while she slipped her right hand into my underwear and felt for my penis. “Helen was right. You ARE big”. I was puzzled because I thought Helen was a virgin when we married and we abstained from pre-marital sex. How could she have known I was big unless she has had sex with other guys and had seen their members to compare with mine?
As if reading my mind, Hanni put that question to rest when she told me Helen wasn’t sure but said she always felt her vagina stretched whenever I had sex with her. Hanni said she knows I am big because she has seen many penises in her line of work.
As we made out further, I realised that this encounter was a set up and has been planned carefully. Hanni even had a condom ready when we both got to the point where we absolutely must fuck! She capped me and got on top of me first. I was amazed by how much experience (or should I say “sexperience”) this single woman doctor has. She started riding me - her half-closed eyes and sultry lips made me even harder. I had to stop her a few times because I was in danger of shooting my load. All she did was to slow down but continued her grinding.
After about 10 minutes of hip to hip grinding - I was so deep inside her - she tensed and increased her speed and breathing. I knew she was coming and helped her by lifting my butt to thrust deeper into her. Her moaning was louder and her breaths now come shorter. All this time, her vagina tightly gripped my penis and I my hands rubbed her breasts and smooth thighs.
I enjoy seeing a woman climax when she abandons everything and just focuses on the sensations in her vagina. After a few moments, she relaxed, lowered her body down to mine, cupped my face in her hands and kissed me all over. I enjoyed that alot, especially when she gave me small little bites to my neck, chest and frenched me.
“Your turn”. She said as she lifted herself off me. “Wah… just now you like raped me like that”, I said. “Is that one of your fantasisies”, she asked with her eyes half closed. “Yes and no”, I replied. My fantasy is to have sex with both you and Hannah. (For those of you who have not read my previous 2 installments, Hannah is my wife Helen’s oldest sister and she is a lawyer). “Really?”, Hanni suddenly sat up and supported her face with both her elbows on the bed. “Are you sure?”, she asked again without giving me a chance to answer. “Yes” I said, feeling my hardon coming strong again.
“Then you can stop hiding now, Hannah, and come try our dear brother-in-law’s big dick”.
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That’s all folks! A sexual experience with Hanni and a startingly discovery about Hannah - she likes filming people having sex!
Thank you for all your support!
Thank you for all Bros’ kind comments. The story is a fantasy I have of my sisters-in-law. It’s not a true story. Not yet. Perhaps it will come true one day!
I am encouraged by all the positive comments. I will write more stories here. So, check back again soon!
To All Bros: New Story here about the adventures of Hannah and Hanni. Enjoy!
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I couldn’t believe my first sexual encounter with Hanni actually ended up with me ‘serving’ both her and her elder sister Hannah. I didn’t know Hannah was hiding in the walk-in closet and peeping at us all along. The worst thing is she was also filming Hanni and I while we were intimate. The two sisters had their way with me (They were on top when they both ‘raped’ me). I guess being career women, they like to be in control.
I felt a little guilty and ashame at the end of that encounter. Both sisters-in-law laid naked on the king sized bed - one on my left and one on my right. They were resting after riding me like crazy. I, on the other hand, haven’t shot my load yet with them both. I was about to come with Hanni but she pulled the twist on me by calling Hannah to join us and I guess the shock of finding both sisters proved too much for me. I stayed hard but couldn’t come.
As if reading my mind, Hanni reached over and started fondling my penis again. “Why didn’t you come? Saving it for my little sister tonight is it?” I told her “No, it’s Wednesday today, Helen doesn’t like making love on a weekday cos’ she said she’d get too tired the next day for work.” “What? You mean you both only fuck during the weekend?”
I was a little embarrassed by the mention of the word “fuck”. I mean, I have always thought my sisters-in-law were highly educated professionals. Uttering the f-word made them so slutty and sexy, which in turn made my penis harder. “Yeah, no choice. What to do?” “Oh, you must be so deprived. Imagine having such a hard cock and not being able to use it”, this time Hannah was the one who said the word “cock”.
“Do you visit prostitutes to release?”, Hanni asked. “Me? No. I don’t have the guts to call a girl, although sometimes really tempted to try,” I said.
I still can’t believe this was happening. In fact, I was feeling a little sick - maybe from being hard for so long. A glance at the clock on the wall showed that 2 hours have passed since Hanni and I first started having sex and then joined by Hannah. I got up to go to the showers. The sisters followed me into the shower as well.
With the water running, all three of us cramped into the shower and Hanni and Hannah began rubbing their bodies on me. I was still hard and felt a hand (don’t remember whose hand it was) grabbed my penis and yanking it back and forth in a masturbating motion. Hanni started frenching me while bringing my hand up to rub her breasts.
Hannah kissed me all over my neck and licked my nipples in a playful way. It was too much to bear and I announced to them that I was about to come. The next thing that happened is beyond my believe. Hanni took her tongue out of my mouth (we were frenching), bent down and took my whole penis into her mouth.
I shot my load into her. I was surprised because Hanni is a doctor and she, of all people, should know about safe sex. Swallowing a man’s come is hardly safe sex. But, I guess she knew me and knew I don’t go for prostitutes.
We showered and dressed up. “So, next week same time, same place?” Hannah asked as we were drying up. I was a little hesitant and wanted some time and space to think about what I just did. I replied “Erm… don’y you think this is not right?” “You weren’t thinking that way when you shot all your come into my mouth earlier”, said Hanni. “Besides, if you don’t show up next week, I will send the video to Helen”, said Hannah.
I was in shock. Now I am being blackmailed into being the sisters’ sex slave! It was stupid of me to think that the video taping was just one of Hannah’s weird sexual fetish!
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More to come. Read about my transformation into a sex slave to these two sisters in their 30s.
Two days later, on Friday, at my wife’s family’s weekly gathering, I felt a little awkward and uncomfortable. As I was still on leave, I picked Helen up from her school after work and drove to her parents’ home. On the way, my wife could sense my discomfort and asked me “Are you ok today? Why are you so quiet?” I am normally quite chatty in the car with her, especially after not seeing her for one whole day. “Nothing. Just have a little bit of sore throat, so don’t want to talk too much. How was your day in school today?” I tried to take her attention away from me by asking her about her day at work.
Hannah was late coming back for dinner that night. Hanni was already there when my wife and I arrived at 7pm. At dinner, Hanni sat opposite me (it was a rectangular table) but largely acted ’normal’ - making small talk about work, weather, people etc., She did not make too much eye contacts with me nor talked too much to me. In other words, it was as if Wednesday afternoon’s encounter did not happen at all. Not wanting to arouse my wife’s suspicions, I played along and pretended nothing happened.
Halfway through dinner, I felt someone’s foot touching mine. I tried not to look down, but I know it was Hanni’s foot. She was making circular motions and ‘crawling’ up my leg. I almost choked when she used her toes to grab my big toe and started pulling at it in a motion similar to masturbation of the penis. I was aroused and felt my penis harden against my pants.
I looked across the table at Hanni but she continued to carry on a conversation about one of her patients. Was she really the one ‘milking’ my big toe? It has to be because Helen was sitting to my left and my mother-in-law couldn’t have been tall enough to reach across the table to play footsie with me. And it certainly was not my father-in-law because he was sitting at the head of the table away from me.
Nothing else happened that night at dinner. We said our goodbyes and left. Since it was Friday night, Helen was a little horny. It was our weekly ‘bonk night’. In the car, she leaned back and I could see the outline of her ample breasts pressing against her tight-fitting blouse. She had taken off her jacket and was wearing only a singlet.
Maybe she had too much to drink at dinner (we always have wine at dinner) and she got a little bold. She reached over to rub my crotch on our way home while at the same time told me how much she needed me. I must admit that it was a little difficult to concentrate on the driving when my blood and thoughts were all rushing down to my little brother.
When we got home, Helen and I took a shower together. I was already rock-hard by then. She put soap onto my penis and started giving me a handjob in the shower. We frenched and I groped her breasts and caressed her smooth body. I love making out in the shower and this scene reminded me of Wednesday afternoon when Hanni took me into her mouth and both Hannah
and her rubbed their bodies on mine.
We washed off the soap and I managed not to come. Helen was definitely aroused because she told me straight that she was wet and wanted us to go
to the bed so that I can, in her own words “put [your] cock into my wet pussy.” She talks dirty when she is aroused - something you don’t expect
from a respectable, demure school teacher.
We kissed some more when we got to bed. Helen then spread her legs and told me to go in. I positioned myself and entered her. We did not bother with a condom as we have decided last month to try for a baby. As I slid my penis into her, I could feel a warm tightness surround my penis. She was really wet and this made my entry easier. A slight moan parted her lips as I pushed in further. She threw her head back and bit her lips even as she gasped and told me to go slower.
I started pumping her missionary style and it was exciting to see her breasts bouncing up and down as I pushed myself in and out. Her arms were on my neck and her moans got louder as I pumped further. “Faster”, she said as I varied my pace to prevent myself from coming and to create a better sensation for her.
I like my wife when she is aroused. She talks dirty; she looks slutty and she gets really really wet. I remember once after we made love, we discovered a very wet patch on the bed and we both realised that it was caused by her wet juices as I moved my penis in and out of her vagina.
I didn’t want to come so fast and pulled my penis out after pumping her for a good 5 minutes. She got up, pushed me down onto the bed and proceeded to mount me. This is the part I like the most. Somehow, I always like it when my wife is on top (that’s why I enjoyed it so much when Hanni came on top of me on Wednesday). I played with her breasts while she moved herself up and down on me, greedily taking every inch of me into her. Her eyes were closed and her moaning was constant. Her grinding became more intense and I knew she was going to come soon.
I didn’t stop her and instead thrusted my penis up to meet her grinds. The reason why I wanted her to come is because my wife can come multiple times every time we make love. So, it doesn’t matter that she comes now as she will have a few more orgasms that are more intense and more satisfying that the first. Her vagina mauscles continued to tighten onto my penis and at the last moment, I felt her come - there was a warm rush of fluids from her vagina to my penis and she let out a loud moan before laying down on top of me, totally relaxed and exhausted.
I turned her around and she spread her legs again, ready for more. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked her. She shook her head. “What do you want me to do?” I asked again. “I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard”, she replied. I always ask her this question after she comes because she gets so slutty and talks dirty to me and it always arouses me more.
“Screw me darling, put that hard cock into my pussy… I am sooo wet for you. Come on dear, fuck me, please.” She begged. As a good husband, I couldn’t let her go unsatisfied. So, I stuffed my penis into her again. I glided in easily as she was so lubricated with all that wet juice. I moved my penis in and out, all the while enjoying the swishing sound coming from her vagina. I could feel her tense up a few times and knew that she was having her mini-orgasms.
“Ohhh… ahhh… ohmygawd… come with meee.., I am coming”, she panted after a few more minutes of pumping action. I said okay and pumped harder. “I am coming”, I said. “Come”, she replied. As if on cue, she moved her hips up to meet my thrusts. After a while, I shot my load into her vagina. I felt her shiver a little and then her vagina loosen her grip on my penis.
We laid on top of each other, kissing and frenching each other. My penis was still in her vagina and I was still hard. I slowly pulled myself out and could see some of my semen flow out of her vagina after I exited. It was super arousing to see my own cum oozing out of her pussy.
That was when my handphone rang. We looked at each other before I reached over to the bedside table and answered it. “Did you enjoy dinner tonight?” It was Hanni. “Meet me tomorrow at my place?” she asked. “Tomorrow is Saturday,” I replied.
“Yes, I know. And I also know your dear wife will be at work tomorrow. She said so during dinner.” Indeed, my wife will be working tomorrow (Saturday) because it is year-end and they have to prepare for the new school year that will start in January.
“Who’s that?” Helen asked me. “Erm.. someone from work. Wants me to pass him some documents tomorrow,” I lied.
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Next: I have heard that women in their 30’s have great sexual appetites. I didn’t think my sister-in-law Hanni has such a voracious sexual appetite. Read whether I can manage to satisfy her or not.
On Saturday morning, I drove my wife to her school. She told me she’ll be there the whole day as the teachers are all having a meeting and then she had to prepare for the next school year starting in January. I pretended to look disappointed that our Saturday is burned. Before she got out of the car, she pecked me on the cheek and whispered “I enjoyed last night. Maybe if I am not too tired tonight, we can have some fun again.” I smiled at her and instinctively, my little brother tingled. “Bye dear. Don’t work too hard. It’s just a job, don’t stress the new school year doesn’t start until 2 weeks later”, I said as she closed the car door.
It was almost 8.30am. I drove straight to Hanni’s apartment, taking care to park my car in a corner lot away from any one who might recognise my car. I was afraid that my father-in-law might drop by Hanni’s house and see my car there.
Hanni answered the door in a pink, lacy, almost see-thru camisole. She was wearing a matching pink lacy thong only. I was almost embarrassed by her attire and immediately looked behind me to see if any neighbour was looking. I stepped into the apartment quickly and closed the door behind me, not wanting any neighbour to see her.
As if reading my mind, she said “Worried the neighbours will see me dressed like this?” I said “Yeah…” while my eyes moved down to her body. “There is an old man in the opposite unit who likes to peep through his curtains. His wife is old and ugly and I suspect he gets hard looking at me because he has stared at me many times when we took the same lift.” I told her it was because she was beautiful and sexy. “Beautiful? Maybe. Sexy, no. I am old. Women past 35 is considered old, you know?”
All this while, we were still standing at the doorway talking. Hanni stood closer to me now. I put my left arm around her and drew her to me. She found my lips and we kissed. Passionately. My right hand started moving up and down her body as we kissed. She let off small moans as our tongues met and her hands moved down to my crotch area an started rubbing.
I broke off our kiss and asked her if Hannah will be joining us today. “Why? You want threesome, ah?” was Hanni’s response. “No lah, I said. I just don’t feel comfortable if she is hiding somewhere filming us.” Hanni laughed out loud at that and replied that Hannah was not joining us that morning as she was out shopping with my -in-laws. I was relieved in knowing that no one from my wife’s side will drop by Hanni’s apartment unexpectedly and also relieved that Hannah was not filming us again secretly.
Frankly, I prefer Hanni to Hannah. I don’t know why. I think maybe it’s because Hannah is always so serious - her being a senior partner at her law firm and also being the eldest daughter. Hanni, on the other hand, sometimes joked with me and communicated with me by making small talk whenever we met at my in-laws.
At that moment, small talk was the farthest from our minds. Hanni’s breathing became harder and I knew she was getting horny. We half-kissed and half-groped each other while slowly making our way to her bedroom. This time, it really was like in the movies - we started taking each other’s clothes off even before we reached the bedroom.
I started by pulling up Hanni’s pink lacy camisole, exposing the two breasts that I have come to know only on Wednesday. She undid my belt, unhook my pants and let them drop onto the floor in the hallway to her bedroom. Then, she rolled my t-shirt up and I had to pull them off my body. We were now both just in our underwear - she in her pink lacy thong while I was in my boxers.
She pushed me down onto her bed and pulled my boxers off. My hard penis sprang out and she grabbed it with her right hand. She looked up at me seductively and started licking my penis and testicles - my cock and balls, as some people will say. I was suddenly self-conscious and sat up to stop her from exploring further. “Do you want me to wash myself first?” I ask, knowing that she is a doctor and that personal hygiene is probably a high priority for her. “No. I like your smell. You fucked my sister last night, didn’t you?” I knew Helen talks to Hanni about our sex life, but I didn’t know Helen also tells Hanni which day we fucked.
Then I remembered. After Helen and I made love last night, we were both too tired to shower and fell asleep. Helen said she likes the feeling of my semen in her vagina and it makes her feel wild - (“do you see animals wash themselves after they fuck?”, she asked me one night). And this morning, we woke up late and had to just rush off. I think Helen must have rinsed her vagina off (or else she’d smell of sex the whole day) while I was still asleep. I didn’t wash myself before coming over to Hanni’s apartment.
“You can smell Helen on me?” I asked Hanni. “I can smell your semen and her pussy on your dick.” came the reply. After our encounter on Wednesday, I realised the sisters are the same. They like to talk dirty when they get horny. “Er… should I go wash?” I asked. “No. I like the smell of sex. Tell me about your sex with my sister last night.” She asked as she licked the whole shaft of my penis and played with my balls with her tongue.
I gave her a blow by blow account (heehee… no puns intended!) of my lovemaking with Helen last night. As I talked more, Hanni seemed more aroused. I noticed she was rubbing her crotch on my knee cap while sucking and licking my penis furiously. “Seems like I didn’t feed you enough on Wednesday” I teased. She looked up at me with slutty eyes and said “You sausage is so delicious. I can’t have enough of you. Service me well today, okay? We have lots of time. Helen is at work the whole day, right?”
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Next up: Read about the hot sex between me and Hanni.
To all Bros: This is a fantasy story. It’s not based on true events. Although I do have a sister-in-law who is a doctor and one who is a lawyer. And, the fantasies are what I have of them. Hanni and Hannah are not the names they use at work. Dr. Hanni is Dr. Tan C. C. and Hannah goes by the name of Tan E. C. at her law firm. If you come across a doctor in Singapore with this name, it just might be Hanni.
“Yes. Helen has meetings all day and she needs to prepare for the new school year. She told me to pick her up at 5-plus then go for dinner.” I replied as Hanni continued her ‘assault’ on my now hard cock. “If you want me to service you, then you should lie down and let me do the work, right?”
I continued when she didn’t respond. She responded to this by rubbing her crotch harder on my knee cap and then popped my dick out of her mouth. “Ok. Do your trick. Show me what you did to Helen last night.” In my mind, I am thinking that this sister-in-law is perverted. Why does she keep wanting me to tell her how Helen and I made love? Does she get aroused that way?
Hanni laid down on the bed and caressed her own body, breathing heavily and letting out soft moans. I slowly spread her legs and licked up her inner thighs, stopping short of her wet and sweet smelling pussy. I am not joking. It is sweet smelling. She must have sprayed perfume or used some kind of cleaner to clean herself before I arrived. “Your pussy smells nice” I said in between kisses and licks of her inner thighs.
She was squirming and begging me to fuck her. “Ohhh… I wish you would come and screw me now. Stop licking me… you make me buay tahan… I am soooo wet baby. Come on…” I ignored her and continued my teasing. Slowly, I licked up her inner thighs and got to her pussy gate. She was gyrating her hips and lifting her hips slightly to every lick of mine, pushing her pussy up and into my face. I placed my tongue on the whole length of her pussy and licked it from the bottom to the top. She gasped and moaned out loud. “Ohhh… that feels so good. Don’t stop.” she said. “Make up your mind, stop licking or continue licking?” I teased. “Ahhh… Ohhh”, she moaned.
The natural wetness of her pussy made me wonder why Helen and Hanni get wet so easily. Helen once wet the bed so bad we had to sleep in another room for 2 days just to dry out the bed in our master bedroom. I have not been with other women before I married Helen and certainly not after our wedding. I can’t compare. Do all women get so wet when aroused? I have only had sex with Helen and her sisters Hannah and Hanni. I made a mental note to observe Hannah if and when I fuck her again to see if she is like her two sisters - wet and wild when aroused.
“Beg me not to stop.” I said. “Please, dear, please darling. Lick me, please. Don’t stop now. I need you. I need you to fuck me with your tongue.” Hanni moaned. I painted her more furiously, making swirling motions with my tongue. I tried inserting my tongue into her pussy (first time I am doing this to a woman) and she twitched with ecstasy the moment my tongue entered her moist and warm opening. “Ahhh… it’s sooo good baby. C’mon… please”. My tongue continued to explore her hole and I found that I liked the sensation too. I could feel the texture of the inside of her pussy.
Then, I realised something. I am definitely not the first to fuck Hanni. How many men’s dicks have this horny woman taken into her pleasure hole? I slid my tongue back out slowly and asked her “I am definitely not your virgin fuck. How many men have you slept with Hanni?” “Does it matter?” She asked. “I am safe. I am a doctor, remember? I don’t have any STD lah.” She continued, as if thinking that I asked because I am worried about getting some disease from her.
“I don’t mean that. I know you are clean. Look at your pussy - pink and healthy and your breasts look supple and perky. I am asking because I want to hear your stories. Just like you like to hear what Helen and I do when we fuck.”. I am, by now, using all the ‘dirty’ words with her. “Let’s see… I am trying to count here” she replied. In my mind, I am thinking what a slut she is. I mean, she’s a doctor and she’s been sleeping around? But, the more I thought about her fucking and screwing around, the more aroused I became.
I, too, am rubbing myself on the bed trying to seek relieve for my hard on. Before she could finish counting, I climbed on top of her and inserted my cock into her wet pussy. She didn’t expect that and tried to move away, after all, I was not capped and I know being a doctor, she wants to practice safe sex. “Don’t.” she said. “Don’t what? Don’t fuck you?” I threatened. By now, I think she is thinking with her pussy. “I am afraid of getting pregnant.”
The thought of me fucking my sister-in-law and getting her pregnant made me even more wild. I started pumping furiously into and out of her. She could only let out loud gasps and moans. She was obviously enjoying it because she stopped telling me to go wear a condom and she started looking at me with that slutty look that says she wants more of my dick inside of her. I screwed my cock inside her (not just entering straight and exiting straight). Helen taught me this technique - rotate my hips when my cock is going in so that it feels like a screwing action. I don’t know where Helen learned this. Maybe I am not her first fuck as well. I dismissed those thoughts and continued screwing Hanni.
By now, I have abandoned all feelings of guilt. This is a willing woman giving herself to me. She is attractive, sexy and eventhough older than me, has a well maintained body. The only problem here is that we are related. She’s my sister-in-law and I am married to her sister. Morally, that is wrong. But, physically, there is nothing wrong with sexual attraction between two healthy adults.
“Nine”, she shouted amidst my constant pounding. “Nine?” I asked, puzzled. “Yea… you wanted to know how many men I have slept with… ohhh… don’t stop… Nine. I have fucked with nine people so far. Ten, including you”. “Were they all good like me? Were their dicks as big as mine?” Hanni had commented that my penis is larger than the normal Asian man’s penis when we first had sex on Wednesday. I needed to know if I am the biggest dick she has screwed so far. “Yes, yes, yes… your cock is so long and thick. I love it so much. My sister is really lucky…. that stupid girl doesn’t even know how lucky she is to have such a big dick fucking her. Let’s screw all day and don’t stop, ok?”
“Of course” I replied, knowing that she is asking me to make love to her all day just because she is in the moment of heat. I felt her pussy tighten against my dick and it became a little more difficult to push into her. I knew she was coming. Funny how the two sisters come the same way. Last night, when makig love to Helen, she also tensed, held her breath, gripped my dick hard with her pussy before letting out her breath and then laid relax.
Do all women come the same way? Hanni let out a loud gasp and her body felt limp and relaxed. She lowered her legs (they were wrapped around me as I entered her, I forgot to mention this earlier) and laid down on the bed. I was still inside her and I could feel that she was now so relaxed that she won’t protest even if I shot my load into her pussy. I mean, by taking me into her raw, she had already exposed herself to pregnancy. So, why worry now?
I picked up my pace again and continued screwing her. And, you know what? She got a second wind. She became horny again and begged me not to stop. By now, I know she is just like her sister Helen. She can come multiple times. I concentrated on pushing and pulling my dick in and out of her and felt some small tremors coming from her pussy and knew she was having ‘mini’ orgasms as Helen likes to tell me. “You want some more?” I asked. “Yes, please. Don’t stop. I… I… I am coming again. Ohhh yesss…”
I increased my pumping and began to lower myself and kissing and licking her all over her neck and face. She moved her face to meet mine and frenched me, while letting out small moans and gasps in between. We were both perspiring and the taste of her sweat on my tongue and the heat of her body on mine was simply too arousing. The room also smelled of our sexual tryst. Somehow, when a couple has sex, the room tends to smell of sex. Don’t know how to describe this. Maybe my nose is extra sensitive and I can always smell sex.
I gave a final push and shot my come inside of her. I felt an immediate sense of relaxation overcome my body and just lowered myself on top of her. We continued kissing and frenching, and I could feel my cock going soft and slipping out of her very wet and lubricated pussy. I looked down and saw my come flowing out of her hole slowly. That’s two pussies I have seen in two days with my come flowing out. Last night I filled Helen’s pussy with my come and this morning, I filled her sister’s pussy. I can’t believe all this was happening. We laid there on the bed, closed our eyes and rested. Hanni held on to me like a lover and slept with her head on my chest.
About an hour later, she kissed me gently on my cheeks and got up. I saw her walk over to a drawer on her dresser table and took out two pills and swallowed them. I asked her what those are. “Morning-after pills”, she said and went on to explain that these pills are usually prescribed for rape victims to prevent unwanted pregnancies. She told me the name “morning-after” is not accurate as doctors usually advice taking the pill immediately after unprotected sex and not the morning after so that the maximum efficiency can be achieved and pregnancy avoided.
Gosh! I thought. I like fucking a doctor. No strings attached at all.