#brother in law
The bikinis my sister-in-law wore were getting increasingly skimpy.
The last straw was when she came up on deck one day wearing the bikini my wife wore when she wanted to be bent over the captain’s chair and fucked.
As I reamed her pussy out with my cock, I grinned at my wife who was standing in the entrance to the galley and petting her pussy. Looked like the seduction of her sister worked.
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My sister-in-law grinned at me as my wife pushed me towards her.
I knew my wife was okay with it but I couldn’t appear too eager, now could I? *wink*
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Not only do my wife and her sister present me with a nice target for my spurts of cum but they don’t mind fooling around with each other to give me extra motivation.
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My wife grinned at her sister. “Hey, Holly, show him what you have for him.”
She looked over her shoulder at us and lifted up the hem of her long shirt.
Beth looked at me expectantly.
“Uh, her ass?”
She giggled and nodded. “Got it in one, honey!”
A little while later, while I was slowly pumping in and out of Holly’s tight butt and trying hard not to cum, Beth whispered on my ear, “If you let her move in with us, you’ll get another 3-hole wife. How about it?”
I groaned and came inside my newest wife’s ass as my first one giggled and said, “Guess that’s a yes.”
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Sister: (repeated) I want something sweet.
Brother-in-law: I gave you a kiss!
Sister: No. You gave me your cheek, which was salty!
Oc vs. Feanor. Oc she is Nerdanel sister and painter
It was Saturday, when I went downstairs and met Joe in our living room. He used to be school bully but now he was dating my older sister and whenever our parents were out of city he would spend a lot time at our house.
“Hey, morning! Where is Amy?”
“She left for the beauty salon around half an hour ago”, — he was sitting on the couch with his hands crossed over chest, wearing only a wife beater and a really short pair of shorts, that were lying tightly over his massive thighs. I was about to go kitchen to grab breakfast but he stopped me with his deep voice: “Wait. I have something to talk about with you”, — he patted on the couch, inviting me to take a seat.
I sat down on the opposite side of the couch, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. It had been three years since i graduated high school but I still felt intimidated in his presence. Standing at 6'6" he was a head taller than me and he’d been doing everything to assert his superiority since the moment my sister brought him home for the first time. He was always acting very galant in front of my parents and that’s why they would often tell me to spend more time with Joe and learn some good manners from him.
“Amy said, you don’t like me dating her, is it true?”
“Mhm, y…yes maybe”
“Why?”, he asked after a short pause, keeping his voice calm. But he didn’t really gave me time to answer and instead continued, — “You know I like her and I won’t let anybody offend her. Even if that’s her little brother that’s sticking his nose in the wrong place. Understand?”
“Y…yes”
“Now, look. I’m gonna be a part of your family and you have to get used to it. I know that you’re a little faggot”, — he smirked, — “you’ve always been. Look at you. You’re 21 but you’re still the same wimp you used to be in high school. You can’t even stand for yourself”, I was sitting there silently listening what he was talking about me. I realised he was true. Somebody else on my place would have already confronted him but not me. Instead I was even a little bit excited about that and what was even worse, I felt my cock itching in the shorts.
Suddenly Joe stretched his arm and grabbed me by the shoulder pulling to him. He then pressed my head into his chest and with his other hand reached down to my hardon. “And what’s the most important, you like it. Don’t you, boy?”, — with my face being rubbed against his chest I was unable to answer anything, instead I just muttered something incomprehensible. “Fuck, you’re so pathetic. You are actually getting hard from being dominated and humiliated”, he started stroking my small dicklet through the fabric of my shorts, while I was strugling to get away. Finally I felt the warmth filling my underwear. After a few shots it was over — Joe gave me a final squeeze and let my exhausted cock go.
“You’re my boy now”, he patted my on the cheek leaving some of my cum, that soaked through my shorts, on my face. “Now, go make me a sandwich — it’s time for the second breakfast. And after that I’m gonna show you how the real men’s cock feels like”.
