Women Love Mike's Bulge

No sooner had Anna moved out to start her new life with Courtney back in her hometown did my sister, Susan, call needing our help.

Susan's husband was a good guy but she caught him in an affair. Turns out he had ruined them financially as well and the proceeds of selling the house were consumed by the lawyer fees. To make matters worse, Susan's job was cut as her firm was closing. Susan had nowhere to turn.

All three of Susan's kids were grown up and married but lived hundreds of miles in different directions from home. My little sister, Katie, has an asshole for a husband and they couldn't accommodate Susan in their one bedroom dump of an apartment.

My wife absolutely adores both of my sisters and gladly agreed to have Susan move in with us. Susan was in a similar career as my wife and we figured Karen might be able to get her a job with her company. Karen and I were happy with just providing a safe place for Susan to gather herself.

I had some work commitments, so Karen offered to drive the six hours to pick Susan up on Saturday. Karen was dressed in a light summer dress and her well worn flats. She decided against panties simply because it was a boring drive and she could "air out" if she felt so inclined.

We hadn't seen Susan in almost six years and Karen was excited to see her. Karen was an only child and had always wanted brothers and sisters, so she cherished any time she had spent with Susan and Katie over the years.

Karen had never really thought about Susan in any kind of sexual way but her life and views on sexuality had changed so much in recent years. Sexual thoughts about Susan started swirling in her mind.

When Karen finally arrived at Susan's, she parked on the street and walked up to the front door. Karen rang the doorbell and waited patiently. She didn't hear anything, so she rang the doorbell again...still nothing. She thought she heard some noise from the garage, so Karen went around to see if Susan was there.

What Karen saw as she entered the garage immediately changed her thinking about Susan. Susan was trying to wrestle something into a box at the top of a stack of boxes that was almost out of her reach.

Wearing a denim miniskirt, Susan's cute ass, toned legs and white cotton panties were on display for anyone to see. Her heels were also popped out of her flats.

Karen felt that familiar twinge in her pussy and decided to slowly sneak up on Susan, taking in the view as she approached.

Not wanting to startle her out of her skin, Karen slowly put her hands on Susan's hips and quietly whispered "Hi Susan" as she then switched to hug her from behind.

Karen and Susan are about the same height and build, so their bodies mated nicely as Karen hugged her.

As was their customary greeting, Karen said "Susan, the sister I've always wanted" and Susan replied "I'm all yours Karen.". This time, Susan saying that took on a different meaning for Karen as her body, covered only in the thin fabric of her dress, pressed firmly against Susan's body.

Karen finally released Susan and she turned around to face her. They both went in to give each other a kiss on the cheek but, accidentally, went the same direction and their lips met. Neither wanting to try again, kissed on the lips and laughed about it.

Karen gave Susan a hand loading up the car with the few boxes of things she still owned. Susan cried on Karen's shoulder as she took one last look at the house and then hoisted her middle finger in defiance.

Karen opened the door for Susan and guided her in, unable to look away from Susan's legs and exposed panties as she sat down. Karen felt so dirty, ogling my sister but she felt powerless to resist.

About five minutes into the drive, Susan asked "Do you mind if I put my feet up on the dash? I know Mike hates it but my feet are boiling hot.".

Karen replied "If Mike hates it, please go ahead" with a giggle. Secretly, Karen wanted to see Susan's hot feet.

Susan slipped off her flats and placed her sweaty size 7 feet on the dash. Karen became aroused as she could now smell Susan's feet and see how beautiful Susan kept them.

Susan's skirt slipped down her thighs in that position, revealing more of her gorgeous legs. Karen couldn't resist and complimented her "Susan, your feet and legs are gorgeous." Susan blushed and thanked her.

Karen had shifted several times to let her own dress ride up to reveal her gorgeous legs. Susan returned her compliment "Karen, you've stayed in shape, too. Your legs are beautiful."

Karen couldn't take her eyes off Susan's legs and feet for the whole drive home. Karen could see the sweat marks from Susan's feet on the dash and desperately wanted to taste them in that moment.

Both women were checking each other out but were also feeling slightly ashamed at the hint of physical attraction towards one another. The remainder of the ride home was stolen glances and dampening pussies.

I was home when Karen and Susan arrived back. I gave my big sister a very big hug as I really missed her since last seeing her a few years ago. Susan's body felt wonderful in my arms.

Naturally, they had me unload the car and bring Susan's belongings in. Susan was going to bunk in Anna's old bedroom, so I carted everything up there while the two ladies relaxed on the couch in the living room.

When I finished, I came downstairs to see the two of them chatting and both dangling their flats. I sat across from them in the chair and admired these two beauties. My sister had always been beautiful and the passage of years did nothing to diminish her looks.

Seeing Susan's amazing legs and dangling flat brought back the memory of the one time I got to slide my cock into her for less than three seconds. I felt my cock stiffen in my shorts.

I tried my best to push my sexual thoughts of Susan out of my mind but it was getting tougher with each passing day. I needed to relieve the pressure with more sex from my wife and, since my wife and Susan had very similar bodies, I began to fantasize that I was fucking Susan when I fucked Karen.

I had a couple women on the side I'd maintained over the years casually but, even still, I couldn't get the thought of fucking my own sister out of my brain.

What I failed to pick up on, at first, was my wife's growing attraction to Susan. Karen managed to get Susan a job at her firm and, soon, the two women were spending almost every day, all day, together between work and home.

As I wasn't around all the time, due to my travel for work, Susan became Karen's main companionship and things started quite innocently between them. But then, one day, everything changed.

Karen and Susan were sitting together on the couch, chatting and watching TV. Karen's feet were sore from a long day of work, and she let out a sigh of relief as Susan began to massage them.

At first, the massage was just a casual gesture, but as Susan's fingers worked their magic, Karen found herself feeling more and more relaxed.

The massage continued and Karen closed her eyes, letting herself drift away on a wave of pleasure. She felt Susan's hands moving up her legs and she didn't protest. In fact, she found herself leaning into the touch, wanting more.

Before she knew what was happening, Karen felt Susan's lips on hers. She opened her eyes in surprise but Susan just smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

Karen's heart was pounding in her chest and she could no longer suppress her attraction to my sister. She kissed Susan back and they fell into a passionate embrace.

From that moment on, Karen and Susan's relationship changed. Casual touches and teasing became more deliberate and sensual.

Foot massages turned into Susan making love to Karen's feet with her tongue and mouth. Karen gladly returned the foot massages and grew to enjoy the taste of Susan's feet, freshly released from her sweaty heels at the end of a day at work.

For several weeks, it didn't progress any farther than extremely sensual foot massages. One particularly stressful day at the office, Susan was in a bad mood when she and Karen arrived home. Karen offered to get Susan a glass of wine as she slumped onto the couch.

Karen returned with two glasses of wine and knelt down before Susan and said "You've had a rough day, let me help relax you."

Susan smiled and thanked Karen with a kiss on the lips. She leaned back and offered her feet, still in heels, to Karen.

Karen slowly slipped Susan's heels off, one a time, savoring the dampness and smell of her nylon covered feet. Karen took extra time to admire Susan's perfectly painted toenails with a delicate kiss on each of them.

Susan sipped her wine, moaned and closed her eyes as her sister-in-law tended to her. Karen slipped one of Susan's heels up under her skirt and pushed the toe into her pussy. She could feel the residual warmth of Susan's foot as she pushed it in until the widest part of the vamp slipped inside and buried to the heel.

Karen began rubbing Susan's tired feet deeply, enjoying the feeling as much as Susan was. Susan was wearing stockings that Karen offered to remove after massaging her nylon feet for fifteen minutes or so.

Susan was now so relaxed, she just shook her head in response. Karen slowly, sensuously, reached up Susan's one leg, under her dress, until she felt the top of her stocking. Karen slowly peeled Susan's stocking down her leg, savoring the feel of her soft skin.

Karen was so aroused, she shifted her position to work Susan's heel around inside her own pussy as she continued to enjoy the softness of Susan's skin.

Karen then slipped her hands up Susan's other leg and gently eased her legs apart as she felt for her stocking top. Karen made sure to graze Susan's pussy through her damp panties.

Susan moaned softly and parted her legs a little more. Karen brushed her finger across Susan's dampening panties before returning to slipping off her other stocking. Nothing Karen did was overtly sexual and she could back away from the situation as simply accidental.

Karen did, however, have an orgasm on Susan's heel and tried very hard to stifle her own moans. Susan had to have known this moment was coming as she spread her legs even further, inviting Karen to explore.

Both women knew what they were doing was wrong as the seduction proceeded slowly but was still fairly non-committal.