The sexual tension really only builds if you start at the beginning (it's worth it!):
Part 1: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/90334.html
Part 2: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/91053.html
Part 3: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/91706.html
Part 4: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/94676.html
Part 5: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/98873.html
Part 6: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/105335.html
Part 7: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/115311.html
Part 8: http://xhamster.com/user/rocketstud/posts/123628.html
And so let us finish the adventure with...THE CONCLUSION:
Making love to my wife while her s****r watched and masturbated opened new doors in our sex life. My wife, Samantha, and I still had our own private sexual encounters. But more frequently we found ourselves craving the excitement and taboo sensuality of fornicating in front of Tara. We even began experimenting with making our own pornography. With all 3 of us naked, Tara would snap away photos of my wife and I in various sexual positions and activities, and sometimes I would take pictures of the two of them masturbating separately. My favorite was photographing them sitting side by side on the couch fingering themselves – my wife Samantha with the hairier pubic mound, Tara with the slightly larger breasts. Sometimes my wife would even take pictures of Tara and I sitting next to each other – she fingering herself while I watched and stroked my cock.
Yet we never crossed that line – my s****r-in-law never touched either one of us, and we never touched her. It was strictly a voyeuristic appeal – we got off on watching each other. I knew my wife was worried that Tara and I might go further, so we never brought up our previous masturbation sessions that had frequently turned into exchanges of oral sex. As far as my wife knew, Tara and I had never shared any sexual experiences when my wife wasn’t around. And I aimed to keep it that way.
Time passed and soon it was just a couple of days before my wife’s s****r would return home and leave us. I was saddened by the idea that our sexual experimentation would end, but at least I had plenty of photographs – and even some short videos – that would preserve the memories. Still, I felt there was an unspoken tension between Tara and I – despite all we had shared, we certainly had never had sex; we hadn’t even kissed on the mouth; our genitals had never even touched. All our mutual stimulation was oral or with our hands. And despite making a promise, I desperately wanted to experience everything with my beautiful younger s****r-in-law.
One afternoon I found myself home alone. My wife was working out of town and said she would be gone for a few days. My s****r-in-law had been out shopping and came through the door with a small plastic bag of groceries.
“Hey there,” she said, dropping the bag on the floor and flopping on the couch. “What are you doing?”
“Just watching TV,” I said. “Where were you?”
“Just at the supermarket.”
“What did you get?” I asked, peering inside the plastic bag on the floor.
“Just some hair conditioner, shampoo and stuff to replace what I used of my s****r’s. Nothing exciting.” She looked beautiful in a navy blue button-up shirt and jeans.
We sat on the couch wasting some time watching TV. I knew that both of us were eagerly waiting for the other to make the first suggestion that we have some fun, and it occurred to me that for all the photos I had of Tara masturbating – and even photos of both of us masturbating together – I didn’t have any of her and I pleasuring each other orally. I decided being home alone for a day was a perfect opportunity to complete my photo collection before Tara left for good.
“Hey, you know somethin’?” I asked my s****r-in-law.
“What? You’re horny?” Tara teased.
“Well, yeah, of course. That’s a given.” Instantly the change in subject was enough to arouse me and I shifted in my seat to adjust my crotch. “But I was thinking – you know, we have all those photos of us – you, me, Samantha. You know I’d never share those with anyone, right?”
“I know that,” Tara said trustingly. “Just so long as you give me copies to take with me.”
“Of course. But…well, you know what I’m going to use them for, right?” I asked sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed at admitting I would be masturbating to naked pictures of her long after she was gone.
“The same thing I’m going to use them for!” Tara laughed. “I don’t mind at all – I like it. It turns me on to know you’ll be jacking off to pics of me.”
“Well…so I was thinking. I’d like some of the two of us, you know…pics of us going down on each other. We don’t have any like that because Samantha has always been around. Whaddya think?”
Tara smiled bashfully and looked at me. “You horn-dog. If you want me to give you head, all you have to do is ask. You don’t have to give the excuse of needing photographic evidence.”
“No, no, no. I DO want you to go down on me – but I also really want pictures of it – and pics of me going down you, too. It’s not an excuse…”
“It sounds good to me,” she said. “Where’s the camera?”
I got up and grabbed the digital camera from the desk. I made my way back to the couch, where my s****r-in-law had already unbuttoned her navy blue shirt and exposed her pert breasts tucked in a lacy black bra.
“Okay, snap away, Ansel Adams,” Tara said as she scooched to the edge of the couch and reached out to grab my waist. “Get over here and take those jeans off.”
Tara pulled my crotch close to her face and unbuttoned my fly. She reached behind me and slid my jeans down over my boxers. My penis was already getting stiff and my boxers stuck out.
“Mmmm…” Tara said as she grabbed my growing cock through the sheer fabric of my boxers, massaging my member with one hand and sliding her other hand up my leg beneath my underwear to fondle my testicles. “Do you want me to look at the camera while I suck you off?” she asked.
“Do whatever you want,” I said, looking through the camera viewer and snapping a couple of pics of her long brown hair at my crotch.
Tara slid my boxers down to my ankles, releasing my now fully erect penis. She grabbed it with one hand and bent it down slightly and flicked the tip of her tongue on my head. Then she opened her mouth wide and engulfed half of my cock in her warm, wet mouth.
I took a few more photos as she looked up straight into the camera with my cock in her mouth. Then she reached behind her back, slid her shirt off, and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground and allowing her beautiful C-cup breasts to hang free. As she pushed most of my 7-inch erection into her mouth, I took more photos of her between my legs.
Then Tara stopped and stood up. “Give me the camera and take off your shirt. It’s your turn to go down on me and pose for a picture.”
I gladly did as she ordered and helped her to the ground where she lay on her back. I unzipped her jeans and slid them off along with her panties, admiring her flat stomach and beautifully trimmed pubic mound. She clicked pictures of me as I kissed my way up her inner thigh until I was teasing her labia softly with my lips.
“That’s feels so good,” my wife’s s****r said. “I wanna feel your tongue inside me.”
I gently flicked my tongue against her pussy lips, and used my hands to spread her open so I could get at her clitoris. I began to push my lips and tongue against her love bud in rhythm until she eventually put down the camera, closed her eyes, and moaned softly.
“Oh God Joe,” she said. “That feels so good. I want you inside me…”
I began to work my way up her stomach, kissing her soft skin, until I was face-to-face with her breasts. I teased her dark pink nipples first with my lips, then with my tongue, and then put them entirely into my mouth and sucked hard, biting gently until they were hard and erect. She put her hands behind my head and pushed me against her bosom.
I carefully positioned my lower body between her spread legs so that my crotch was between her legs. Then I began to kiss her neck and earlobes until she had her arms wrapped around my shoulders.
I stopped and looked at her – face to face. My throbbing erection was just inches from her vagina, and we stared into each other’s eyes.
“Joe, I want you inside me,” she said.
I leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth for the first time. She hungrily parted her lips and thrust her tongue inside my mouth as she pulled my chest close to hers. I lowered my groin and felt her warm, wet slit push up against my hard penis. We had never touched like this before, and I could sense both of us didn’t want to stop.
I started to gyrate my hips so that my erection rubbed her clit. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around me, pulling me close to her. If I lowered my groin just a couple of inches I would be able to penetrate her.
But we had made a promise, and I felt that having sex with my s****r-in-law would be betraying my wife.
“Tara,” I said, pulling away and looking at her. “You know I want to, more than anything…but…it wouldn’t be right. We drew a line.”
Tara looked at me considerately and kept her arms wrapped around me. “I know…we shouldn’t. We said we wouldn’t have sex.”
Suddenly she leaned her head forward and put her lips right next to my ear and whispered: “So put it in my ass.”
I jolted back from her, surprised to hear her say such a thing.
“Are you…really? Are you sure?”
She rolled herself over onto her stomach and arched her back so that her ass was raised slightly. “I’m sure. But go slow. Use your finger first – and some lotion.” She pointed to the plastic bag of groceries she had just brought home. “Use the hair conditioner.”
I stared at my s****r-in-law, laying on her stomach, her perfect, plump white ass staring me in the face, and couldn’t believe what she was asking me to do.
“Well?” she asked. “Don’t wait too long!”
I bent down and pulled her ass cheeks apart with my hands, slightly stretching her asshole and giving me a view of the back of her pussy lips. She had a couple of stray hairs in her crack and around her hole. I lowered my head and stuck my lips between her crack, instantly running my tongue along her most intimate parts.
Tara softly grunted as my tongue explored her ass, attempting but failing to open her tight hole. I pulled my head back and massaged her ass gently with my finger, but still couldn’t get her to open up for me.
“Get the conditioner,” she said. “It’ll loosen up.”
I opened the bottle of conditioner and squirted a bit of it on my finger, then rubbed it on her asshole. With the lubrication of the conditioner I was able to finally push the tip of my middle finger into her ass, but it felt so tight I was sure nothing bigger would ever fit.
“Ahhhh…” Tara moaned. She reached a hand between her legs and started to rub her vagina while I probed her asshole with the tip of my finger. “Go deeper,” she ordered.
The excitement was almost too much. I felt my erection ready to explode and wanted her so badly I didn’t know if I could hold out. I pushed my finger in a little deeper until it was in about halfway. I pulled it out and pushed it again, feeling her ass starting to loosen up and allowing me to thrust my finger in and out with ease.
“All the way,” Tara said. “Push it all the way in.”
This time I shoved my entire middle finger deep into her asshole until my other fingers pushed against her cheeks and would go no further. I pulled it completely out and watched as her asshole stayed open slightly, then pushed it in all the way again.
“Okay,” she said. “Put some conditioner on your cock and try it.”
I pulled my finger out and Tara lifted herself up to her knees, keeping her one hand on her vagina and continuing to rub her clit. I squired some conditioner into my hand and wiped it on my shaft. Then I positioned myself on my knees right behind Tara’s ass, and pushed my cock tip down so that it lined up with her asshole which was still a little loose from my finger.
I gently nudged the tip of my cock against her asshole. She instinctively pushed her hips back against me, so I rubbed it with a little more f***e until it felt like the tip was actually starting to stretch out her hole.
“Go ahead,” Tara said. “I want you to.”
I held my cock still and moved forward, and the head of my penis disappeared inside her asshole. I stayed still for a moment, and then pushed a little further. Her hole was so tight I was sure that I couldn’t go any further. But the lotion made it possible, and eventually I had about 2 inches of my cock inside her ass.
I gently pulled it back out until my head popped out, and then shoved it back in, this time a little deeper so about half of my erection was inside her. She was so warm and tight I thought I might cum right away, so I tried to concentrate.
I pushed a little harder and deeper, and Tara moaned. “Oh….fuck….”
“Is it okay?” I asked. “Do you want me to keep going?”
“Yes…fuck yes…just keep going slowly until you can go all the way in.”
I grabbed ahold of her supple hips and slid my erection deeper into her ass. After a couple of thrusts, I could now get my entire 7-inch cock inside her asshole. I pushed hard until my groin was grinding against her butt cheeks.
“Fuck…fuck…” Tara repeated as she furiously rubbed her clit. “Harder.”
I did as I was told and pushed harder into her ass. Each time I pulled out I felt her muscles tighten against my erection, but each time I thrust inside her she opened up a little more. Soon I had a good rhythm going. She bucked against me, begging me with her body to go deeper, harder.
She reached between her legs and grabbed my balls, pulling them tight against her wet pussy.
“Is that what you like?” I asked her with a bit of authority in my voice. “You like being fucked in the ass by me?”
“Yes…” Tara answered in a moan. “I want you to cum inside me.”
“Lay down on your side,” I ordered her, letting my cock flop out of her ass for the moment.
Tara did as she was told and laid down on her left side. I drew her right leg up with her knee bent so that I could get between her legs. I laid down next to her on my side, and once again, I directed my erection at her asshole and slid it back in. I reached up with my hand and grabbed her right breast, pulling her chest and face toward me. I rhythmically rocked back and forth against her ass, pinching her nipple and kissing her neck. She turned her face to mine and licked my tongue.
Tara reached down with her right hand and began to rub her clit again. “I’m going to cum,” she said. “I want you to cum with me, at the same time. I wanna feel you explode inside me.”
“I’m ready,” I said.
My s****r-in-law bent her head over and raised her butt slightly so that I penetrated her deeper. I pushed hard now, smashing her butt cheeks against my groin with all 7 inches of my erection deep in her ass.
“Fuck…I’m going to cum,” she repeated.
I felt her sphincter contract and tighten on my cock. I howled out in ecstasy as her muscles contracted repeatedly, and I knew my moment had arrived. I felt my penis pulse as it ejaculated into her asshole, flooding her with my semen. I pulled out slightly and thrust back in her again, letting more of my cum fill her rectum.
“Oh God, I feel it…” Tara sighed.
Suddenly I heard the lock on the front door rattle, and fear struck me as I realized that someone was coming in. It could only be one person – my wife. And there I was, with my penis deep in her s****r’s ass.
Tara and I glanced at the door and watched in apprehension as it swung open and my wife, Samantha, walked in. Her face was stunned as she shut the door. Tara and I didn’t know what to do or say. I still had my cock in her as we both laid on the floor on our sides. There wasn’t time to move, run, or hide.
“s*s…This isn’t what you think….this just sort of happened…” Tara tried to explain.
My wife stared at both of us. “Get ready, Joe,” she said blandly.
Then, with a single movement, she walked over to the couch with her back to both of us. She unzipped her pants, pulled them along with her panties down to her ankles, and bent over the armrest of the couch, with her shirt still on.
Then she looked back at both of us on the floor. “I’m next…”