My Ex's Sister

Carrie and I had dated for almost a year before we had a fairly acrimonious breakup. There hadn't been any cheating, but things that had seemed minor when we first met became insurmountable and drove a wedge between us. I didn't bear her any ill will, but I also didn't want to see or even think about her ever again.

And so, it was unfortunate that I bumped into her twin sister, Cassie, one Saturday morning while shopping in a department store. While I had always gotten along with Cassie, I wasn't interested in being reminded of the past. Unfortunately, Cassie saw me and started heading my way.

When she reached me, she asked how I was doing and we exchanged pleasantries. When asked, I told her that I hadn't been seeing anyone seriously but had been actively dating. I didn't feel the need to tell her that I had a few fuck-buddies and one-night stands. She last spoke. I asked her how she and her family were. She told me her kids were growing up fast and that her husband was fine.

Noticing some lingerie in her shopping cart, I joked that things seemed to be better than "fine" between her and her husband. She sighed and told me that things had slowed down in that area for quite a while, saying, "Liam just doesn't seem to notice me anymore." I told her if that was the case, he was a fool because she was a gorgeous woman and that even while I was dating Carrie, I thought Cassie was the more attractive twin. (They claimed to be identical, but even someone as unobservant as I am could tell them apart after meeting them once or twice.)

She both smiled and teared up a little, thanking me. She mentioned that she had the day to herself as her husband was working and the kids were with their grandmother. She asked if she could get a man's opinion on how to regain her husband's attention. While I didn't really appreciate the continued reminder of Carrie, Cassie had always been a good friend to me and sympathetic to me as our relationship was falling apart, even taking my side against her own twin on occasion. I felt I owed her and agreed.

She said she'd pick up some lunch for us and meet me at my condo, saying she still remembered how to get there. Within half an hour, we were sitting in my condo, eating lunch and discussing the situation with her husband.

She told me she didn't think he was cheating since his schedule hadn't changed at all, and he didn't have any times she couldn't account for his whereabouts and he wasn't stupid enough to fool around while at work. I wondered if he was just tired. Working full-time and taking care of kids can kill a man's energy level, leaving him with little energy. I suggested that she consider finding some way to help him with his responsibilities, like giving the kids some chores or paying someone to do some of the home maintenance he took care of. As a joke, I added, "And that lingerie should help him find the drive to revive your sex life."

She laughed and then stopped suddenly, saying, "Maybe I could get a man's perspective on how to use it most effectively?" Up to this point, I hadn't thought about her sexually at all, but that was an unmistakable hint. I knew I needed to see where this could go.

I offered her the use of the master bedroom to try some of it on and she could come out to the living room so we could discuss how it looked on her. She agreed and almost ran into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. After what seemed to be an eternity, she came out wearing a teddy. She definitely had a mom bod (which only made sense), but the teddy hugged her curves tightly while pushing her breasts up. I asked her to spin around and noted that her ass looked hot in it. By this point, I could feel blood rushing to my crotch. As she finished her spin, I thought I saw her notice the movement in my groin as she now had a slight smile.

She said she had another outfit to try on and disappeared again for a few minutes. This time, she returned wearing a baby doll with lace over her breasts that then hung loosely around her. She did a spin, which flung the baby doll into the air, letting me see that she had no panties on. By this time, my pants were so tight that it was almost painful. I stood up, telling her that I would "get a rise out of any man, pun completely intended." We slowly walked towards each other. When we met, I took her cheek in my hand and pulled her in for a kiss.

We slowly kissed before continuing on to a hot makeout session. I'm only slightly above average in height for a man, but she was so short that I towered over her. As enjoyable as this kissing was, I found it awkward bending that far down. So, I bent at my knees and scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom, laying her on my bed.

I straddled her and took off my shirt. I then lowered myself and we resumed kissing. As we explored each other's bodies, we continued making out, and she began to undo my belt and pants. She reached into my boxers and began stroking my dick. After she got it hard, I began kissing my way down her body, taking the shoulder straps of her teddy down. She took her arms out of the teddy, allowing me to pull it down her chest, fully exposing her breasts. I kissed her breasts and sucked her nipples. Being a multiple-time mother, they were obviously saggy but still beautiful. I told her how often I had admired them and was amazed to finally be touching them.

I returned to working my way down her body, reaching her pussy. It was hairy, as you would expect from a woman who had given up on regular sex. But I've long preferred that, so I was happy. I began by kissing around the inside of her thighs before gently kissing her pussy lips. I began licking her lips and worked my fingers in and out of her pussy. She was already worked up, so it didn't take long before she announced that she was about to come. I continued until I felt her spasm under me and her body started shaking.

I let her finish and climbed back up her body, kissing her. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in close and we kissed hard. We made out for a bit longer until I pulled away and stood up. I dropped my pants and boxers and stepped out of them. I grabbed her legs, pulled her to the side of the bed, and flipped her over so I was staring at her ass.

I knelt behind her and inserted two fingers into her to stretch her out a bit and get her wet again. I then began to run my penis against her labia to get it wet. Once I was wet enough, I slid inside her as she sighed in pleasure. I slowly worked myself back and forth and she began to moan. Once I had worked myself fully into her, I began thrusting in and out quickly.

We both began moaning loudly and breathing heavily as I moved in and out of her with long, quick strokes. I let her know I was close to cumming. I was surprised as I felt her spasm around me while she was telling me I could cum inside her. The combination of that excited me enough that, with a loud moan, I could feel myself spasm as I exploded into her.

I held myself above her by my arms as I caught my breath. I pulled out of her as I softened and then lay on her back. She turned her head back towards me and we kissed a few times. She told me, "I needed that so badly." I told her that it was great. We continued to kiss before I told her I needed to use the bathroom and got up. She said the same and we headed to the bathroom to clean up.

While she was in the sink, I walked up behind her, moved her hair out of the way so I could kiss her neck from behind and told her that if she could stay, I'd be ready to go again shortly. She told me even if she were really busy, she'd make time for a second round.

We went back to my bed, where we lay down, me on my back and her curled up against me with my arm around her. We just basked in the afterglow for a bit, as she ran her fingers through my chest hair. I know some men say there's nothing better than seeing a woman's ring as she holds your dick or sucks on it, but for me, there's nothing better than seeing a woman's wedding ring as she plays with your chest hair. It has the same physical implications, but with an intimacy that makes it even hotter.

She broke the silence to tell me that Carrie had told her how good the sex was with me, but she never thought she'd get to experience it. I asked if it was good, as she had been led to believe. She told me, "Better," and kissed me. She went on to tell me that the few times she and her husband had sex since I started dating her sister, she had thought about me instead of her husband.

I kissed her and told her I had often fantasized about sex with her as well. She shifted herself so she was totally on top of me. She kissed me again, and we made out for a while until I could feel my dick returning to life. I pulled back from her and let her know round 2 could begin soon. She smiled and kissed me hard before starting to kiss her way down my body.

When she reached my dick, she took it in her left hand and began to kiss it. It got stiffer, and she began to stroke while continuing to kiss the head. Once it had stiffened, she took it in her mouth and began to take it in her mouth while occasionally removing it to lick it up and down.

When it was as hard as it was going to get, she sat up, straddled me and lowered herself down onto me, sliding up and down until I was completely in her. When she had reached the bottom, Cassie sat there for a few seconds until she began to writhe on me. She changed that up every now and then by bouncing on my cock. Meanwhile, I varied between gripping her ass with my hands and rubbing her breasts.

After a bit, she started rubbing herself, hoping to make herself cum faster. She continued to ride me, breathing faster until she let out a loud moan and collapsed on top of me. Let her catch her breath before putting my hand on her ass and turning us over so I was on top. I then began fucking her. Her legs were spread wide, giving me complete access as I moved in and out of her. This lasted a few minutes before I told her I was going to cum. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in as far as she could as I spurted into her.

I pulled out and slid down her a little to kiss her some more as we worked to catch our breath. I rolled back over and Cassie got on top of me and we continued to kiss until she said she should probably be going. I told her she needed to take a shower since she reeked of sex.

She agreed and headed off to the bathroom. I stayed in bed for a few moments before deciding I needed to use the bathroom. She was already in the shower as I used the toilet, careful not to flush it so I wouldn't mess up her shower. As I looked through the side of the shower stall, I could see her soaping herself through the glass. Seeing her touch herself caused my dick to stir, so I opened the door to the shower stall and let myself in. She smiled, made room for me, reached up to put her arms around my neck and we began to kiss.

We made out for a bit before separating. We then grabbed some soap and washed each other clean. My dick got progressively harder as we rubbed each other. She noticed this and started stroking it before kneeling down and taking it in her mouth. She continued to suck my dick as she played with my balls until I warned her I felt my third orgasm of the day approaching. She began to move even faster until I spewed into her mouth. She swallowed, licked her lips, and then stood back up and kissed me. We turned off the shower and stepped out. We towelled each other off before stepping back into the bedroom. She got dressed, while I threw on a t-shirt and workout shorts. I walked her to the door and said we should get together again sometime. She agreed and we confirmed we still had each other's numbers. We kissed goodbye.

After she left, I reflected that maybe being in touch with my ex's twin wasn't such a bad thing after all.