Sister-In-Law Uses Me

My sister-in-law, Roni, looked at me in that way from the very beginning. The first time I saw her, there was definitely chemistry. I can't explain all the elements that contributed to it. Still, when we looked at each other, there was no doubt we were physically attracted to each other. While she looked a lot like her half-sister, she had an element of wildness in her eyes and the way she moved her body. I'm sure you know what I mean. Some people light us up in ways that are hard to pinpoint.

Roni was fifteen years older than her sister. Her gray-blue eyes were beautiful, as was her dark hair, which was invariably pulled back into a tight ponytail. She had been muscular when she was younger. Even though she had lost some of her muscle tone, she carried herself amazingly. The extra weight was evenly distributed across her body.

Roni had been married for years. The marriage was difficult. The divorce was even worse. After she divorced, she had a couple of boyfriends who cheated on her. She often said that she would never have another boyfriend or husband. When she got in those moods, my wife would laugh at her.

"You know better than that. Remember how wild you used to be?" My wife told me stories about how unapologetically promiscuous Roni was. Unlike the rest of her Catholic siblings, Roni did not keep it a secret that she enjoyed sex.

"Donna, not everyone has a husband like yours. Can I borrow him for an hour?" Roni looked across the couch at me when she spoke. Winking her right eye, she turned to look back at my wife.

"Sure, but you'd break him. You're beautiful and a lot of men would want you," Donna said, shaking her head.

"Yes, but only for one reason. I don't mind one-night stands, but I learned the hard way that I can't trust my health to dishonest men." Roni rolled her eyes.

My wife turned to me, smiling. "Kevin, go ahead and give her what she needs. Just don't complain when she tears you to pieces."

All of us burst into laughter. I couldn't miss the fact that Roni gave me a long look after she finished laughing. "I'll just keep my 'friends' charged, I guess," Roni said. Roni again made eye contact with me. There was no doubt she wanted me to think about her pleasuring herself.

I would never cheat on my wife, no matter how gorgeous someone might be. Affairs were never an accident. The short-term pleasure never made up for the damage.

...

Roni was chronically late to everything. When we arrived at her house for a Thanksgiving get-together, she popped out into the living room in a robe and with a towel on her head.

"Sorry, time got away from me." She smiled and went back to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

Twenty minutes later, my wife Donna asked me to go check on her sister while she continued to check on things in the kitchen.

Going down the hallway, I spoke Roni's name very loudly.

"I'm in here," she said.

The door was cracked, so I pushed it open and stepped inside, assuming she was ready.

Instead, when I looked across the room, Roni stood at the end of the bed. My mouth fell open. She was wearing a stunning black bra with silver trim. She wore black panties with garters hanging loose.

When I entered the room, she turned and put her hands on her hips. "How do I look?" she asked.

I stammered. The truth is that she looked incredibly sexy. Her hair was loose around her shoulders instead of in a ponytail. She smiled at me and then turned slowly.

"You are definitely a ten," I said.

"Well then, is there a reason you haven't taken advantage of me yet?"

"Roni, if I weren't married, I would be all over you. But I love your sister, and cheating is not something I do."

"What do you include as cheating?" She winked at me as she straightened her posture. Her breasts were stunningly beautiful. Time had so far not touched them in the slightest.

"Looking at you the way I am is cheating."

"That's too bad," Roni said. She reached behind her shoulders and unclasped her bra. Pulling it off her shoulders, she threw the bra on the bed and put her hands underneath her breasts as her fingers moved across her nipples.

"Do you want to touch me? I thought for sure you were going to in August. I wore that one-piece swimsuit just for you. I masturbated so many times that weekend."

"I can't do that, Roni," I said. I couldn't bring myself to look away from her body. "You looked amazing. Donna kept teasing me that you were coming on to me."

"I asked if you WANT to touch me," she answered. "As for the teasing, I was so horny for you that I almost pulled down your shorts in front of her to blow you."

I gulped. I had touched myself many times, fantasizing about Roni's body and how many different ways she exposed herself to me over that long weekend.

"So if I kneel down in front of you and pull your cock out, you'll stop me from sucking you?" Roni made a point to run her eyes up and down my body.

"Jesus, Roni!" By that point, my dick was standing hard and pushing against the front of my pants.

"You're going to tell me that you haven't cum countless times thinking about me?" Roni turned away from me and bent her body. Looking at her legs and breasts from the side made me pulse with excitement. Even her face was beautiful.

When I didn't respond, "Tell Donna I will be a few minutes and that I'm sorry," Roni said. She walked a couple of steps over to a dresser along the back wall. Opening a drawer, she pulled out a large black vibrator.

Holding it in her hand, she then used her hands to pull down her panties and step quickly out of them.

I was frozen. Roni moved to the bed and climbed on top. She turned her body and lay flat. She turned the base of the vibrator to turn it on. Spreading her legs, she wasted no time pushing the vibrator inside. She gasped when it entered her. I watched as she inserted it fully and then began to work it in and out.

"Unless you want to join me and replace this vibrator, I will be out in a few minutes. I'm going to fuck myself silly with this while I think about you."

Roni locked eyes with me as she pushed it in and out. I knew I should have run out of the room already.

For a full minute, I watched her. When her hips began to thrust hard to meet her hand as it pushed in, I felt myself pulse. If I continued watching her, I might not be able to control what happened.

"Kevin, watch it penetrate me. I'm so close to cumming. Don't go until I do," Roni said as she moved her knees up and fucked herself faster with the vibrator. It took several seconds for Roni's hips to thrust harder and higher. Her body jiggled and bounced as she pushed herself toward an orgasm.

Roni's eyes locked on mine until she came. Her eyes closed as her head tossed from side to side. I watched her beautiful legs flex as her heels dug into the bed. When her orgasm subsided, she let her legs fall to the bed. She left the vibrator inside her as it continued to amplify the small spasms going through her body.

I exited the room quickly. Standing in the hallway, I pulled the door shut and tried to calm down. My breath came in quick bursts. I hadn't watched another woman orgasm in over ten years.

I waited a minute before going into the kitchen. I felt guilty as hell. Going into the kitchen, I stayed behind the counter. I tried to engage in small talk with my wife and her other sister for a few minutes. The only thing I could think of was Roni's naked body stretching up to meet the vibrator as she worked it inside of her.

"My stomach is a little upset. I'll be back in a minute," I told my wife as she continued to arrange the kitchen.

Going into the guest bathroom, I locked the door. As I pulled my pants down, I hurriedly jacked off. Thinking about Roni had already put me close to the edge. Within a few seconds, a huge rope of cum shot out. It exited with such force that it splashed against the bathroom mirror. By the time I was done, I was gasping and looking at the huge mess I had made on the sink.

I heard a metallic clink, and before I knew what was happening, Roni opened the door and stepped inside. Holding up the straight bathroom door lock key, she took a look at the mess and then at me, still holding my hard dick. She had her robe tied loosely around her.

"I knew you were in here masturbating. You shouldn't have wasted it."

Once again, in shock from being surprised, I didn't have time to react. Roni took a step forward and ran her fingers around the head of my dick. She moved her fingers to her mouth and licked them.

"Roni!" I was about to object.

Roni quickly bent at the waist. Her tongue darted out on the tip of my dick, and then her lips swallowed the head of my dick.

I grabbed her head to pull it off. Even though every bit of me wanted to push all the way into her mouth.

Roni managed to bob her head several times. I groaned as I finally got her head off my dick.

Roni stood up. Opening her robe, she showed me her body.

"Last chance to put that cock in me. I really want it," Roni said.

"I'm sorry. I can't."

Roni closed her robe and licked her lips. "Another day, maybe? Your dick tasted delicious."

She left the bathroom and shut the door. It took me a couple of minutes to get cleaned up.

...

The next time I saw her was for a Christmas family get-together. She wore a beautiful blue dress that went mid-thigh. She wasn't the type to wear dresses. It perfectly accented her thighs and ass.

"What's the occasion, Roni?" my wife asked.

Their other sister, Denise, interrupted. "She loves showing off her body when she's trying to seduce someone. Don't you, Roni?"

Roni smiled and nodded. I felt myself blush as I looked at her. The dress was elegant. But it also barely masked a wild sensuality hiding in plain sight.

When she gave me a hug, she gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. My wife laughed. Roni pointed above us to a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the doorway.

"I wore this just for you. I'm not wearing any panties underneath," she whispered. No one heard her say it. But you can imagine the effect it had on me. For the rest of the evening, she found multiple opportunities to put her hands on me. At one point, when we were briefly alone in the kitchen, Roni stood next to the counter and used both of her hands to slowly bring the hem of her dress up to her thighs.

I couldn't look away. When the small patch of pubic hair came into view, I was already hard.

"This could be your Christmas present if you would like. I know you thought about Thanksgiving many times. Me too. I had your cock in my mouth, and I would love to have it in there again."

Roni moved to the counter next to me and turned. Bending her waist, she rubbed her naked ass and legs across the front of my jeans. I jerked in surprise.

Roni pulled down her dress and straightened it before she walked by and slid her fingertips across the front of my pants.

"Fuck," she said, "You're hard as a fucking rock, Kevin!" When she turned to face me, her right hand reached and squeezed. Her fingers ran along the length of me for several seconds. Someone could walk in without warning.

Roni's hand moved away from me. Even though she could have been seen, she slowly worked her dress down as she moved toward the kitchen doorway. Instead of walking out of the kitchen, Roni turned her head. "Meet me in the master bathroom in twenty minutes. Make up an excuse."

I was useless for the next fifteen minutes. I absent-mindedly drank a small glass of whiskey as my mind swirled with images of Roni.

When my wife passed by me on her way to get another drink, she leaned over. "Are you okay? You look a little out of it."

The guilt washed over me as I looked at Donna. "It's your sister," I started saying. I was going to tell her everything that happened and apologize until I ran out of words.

Donna leaned down and kissed me on the lips. "Say no more! She's quite the pill, isn't she? Just have fun and don't take her seriously." Donna winked at me before going into the kitchen for her drink.

About twenty-five minutes later, I nervously entered the master bedroom. Shutting the door behind me, I turned to see Roni walking out of the bathroom. She wore a pair of bright red panties and nothing else. Her nipples were hard as she let her body move in front of me.

"I already came once waiting for you, Kevin. Do you always keep a woman waiting?" Donna turned to stand in front of me. As I watched, she bent at the waist and extended her arms. She kept bending until her palms touched the floor. Standing up slowly, she smiled at me.

"Not many women can do that," she said.

I was stunned. Roni's body called to me. I wanted her so badly that I felt a little dizzy. My dick felt like it might rip through my jeans as I watched her.

Roni pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She walked to the long dresser and leaned against it. Spreading her feet, she watched my face as her right hand slid down her stomach and across her clit.

"Take your dick out for me. I want to see it. I won't touch it without permission. I promise. You're just looking anyway."

My mind felt numb as I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my knees. My dick stood out hard as it throbbed.

"Pump it for me. I want to watch. You can watch me touch myself." Roni's voice sounded a little deeper. Her eyes were watching me closely.

When I reached and circled my dick with my left hand, Roni grunted.

"Pump it,' she said.

I began to pump my dick as Roni watched. I watched her fingers spread, and she moved her middle finger across her clit. Her left hand moved to squeeze and pull on her right nipple.

"Holy fuck. I'm going to cum already!" Roni's hips thrust forward as her finger blazed between her legs. "Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh!"

I watched, almost unable to breathe, as she shuddered from her orgasm.

"I wish your dick had been inside me for that, Kevin. Are you sure you won't slip it inside me?"

I nodded, feeling tingles flash through my body. I pumped a little faster.

"Come stand in front of me, Kevin. Right in front of me."

I moved in front of her.

"Closer," Roni said. "If you cum on me, I won't mind. I wish you would."

I moved closer. My eyes traveled up and down Roni's body. She pulled her middle finger from between her legs so that I could see her exposed and vulnerable.

The head of my dick was only an inch from her pussy as I pumped. I closed my eyes for a couple of seconds, overloaded with the sight of Roni that close to me.

When Roni's fingers wrapped around the head of my dick, I froze. My eyes flew open to see Roni smiling wickedly at me.

"Let me help you. Don't resist. Help you cum," Roni said, as her fingers replaced mine around my dick. The sensation of her hand on me was overwhelming. Her fingers expertly ran the length of me as she stared into my eyes.

When she adjusted the angle of my dick, I didn't realize that she was rubbing it directly across her clit for a couple of seconds.

"Shhhh. It's okay, Kevin." Roni angled her hips and ran my dick further across her clit.

Roni pumped me again, letting her hand run the length of me with her strong fingers. When I arched my back, I didn't think about how much access I'd given Roni.

Her hand slowed for a second. She rubbed me hard up and down on her clit. With one adjustment, she shoved herself over the head of my dick.

I froze. Looking down, I could see that the tip of my dick was inside of her.

"Don't move, okay?"

Roni's right hand moved to her clit and began wildly rubbing it. Within seconds, she grunted. Her hips jerked as she came. I pushed slightly further inside of her as she clamped on me. The feeling was incredible. Roni made herself cum hard as she looked down to see me inside of her.

When she finished shuddering, I pulled back. The head of my dick slid out of her. Roni's fingers circled me and pumped lightly.

"You were inside me!" Roni excitedly said.

A flare went off in my head. Grabbing the side of Roni's hips, I thrust hard and fast. My dick slid completely inside of her.

Roni gasped. "Fuck. You're doing it!"

I grunted. Pumping fast, I slammed between her legs as my hands gripped her. Roni's legs opened further as I fucked her.

"Oh my fucking god!" Roni tried not to shout.

My entire universe was tingling. Roni's pussy clamped on me as I excitedly lost my mind.

No matter who might have come into the bedroom, I couldn't stop. After fantasizing for so long, the feeling was better than I thought possible. Roni's body shook as I thrust. Her hands reached for my forearms and gripped me.

"Cum for me!" Roni hissed.

I let myself go. The cumshots were like gunshots to my body. I jerked and spasmed, forgetting everything except the hot wetness of her. Even after I finished, I fucked her hard and fast, as if releasing months of pent-up sexual frustration.

When I stopped, I leaned against Roni as my face ran along her neck.

"You were like an animal," Roni said.

I grunted, still unable to speak coherently.

After a few moments, Roni's hands pushed at my hips. I slid out of her.

Roni moved her legs together and pushed me until I took another step back. She knelt in front of me and buried my dick in her mouth. I groaned. I threw out my right hand to grab the edge of the dresser to steady myself.

Roni sucked and licked along my dick repeatedly. I was still recovering from the orgasm when Roni stood up. She moved to my right side. Reaching for me with her right hand, she began to pump fast.

"I can't cum again," I almost whimpered.

"You're going to. I need you to. Make it fast." Roni's hand pumped me faster. I gripped the edge of the dresser with both hands, thrusting my hips in protest.

I don't know how long I stood there, straining. Roni didn't give me time to relax. Her hand gripped me hard as she pumped my dick. When her left hand moved between my legs and pulled my balls, fireworks exploded in my brain.

I gasped when my orgasm started. A spray of thick cum shot out and bounced off the dresser. Roni pumped each shot, her fingers never slowing on my balls or my dick. It was as if it were my first orgasm of the day. When I was finished, the front of the dresser looked like I had frosted it.

As Roni slowly pumped me, I grunted and quivered.

"Tell me I was amazing, Kevin. Tell me," Roni whispered.

I looked down at Roni's face. "You were better than amazing," I grunted.

When I returned to the living room and headed to the kitchen, no one asked where I'd been. Roni emerged from the back a few minutes later. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and her makeup was perfect.

...

A month later, my wife wanted to visit Roni and her two kids. I tried to push off the invitation. After my wife brought it up twice afterward, I realized I wouldn't be able to duck out of the invitation.

We arrived at Roni's on Friday night. Thankfully, she limited herself to making eye contact. Because I felt so guilty for the previous encounters, I felt relieved and hoped that she had put it out of her head. It was enough for me to relive how she had looked as she asked me to be with her.

Early the next morning, my wife woke me up to say that she was taking her niece and nephew with her for waffles. I hadn't expected them to actually get up and do it.

I was going to get up and take a walk, but after my wife left, I drowsily stayed in bed. At home, I never slept in or relaxed.

I don't know how much later it was, but I rolled over, dreaming that my wife had pulled the blankets away. I felt hands running between my legs and then working their way up to squeeze and slowly pump my dick. The dream was realistic. I could feel my wife's strong fingers rubbing the head of my dick insistently.

A laugh woke me up from the dream. Because of the light filtering through the windows, I watched my wife move her head over my dick and swallow it. Grunting in appreciation, I relaxed as she focused on making me feel good.