A tale of 2 sisters

Chapter 11

We both washed up after, this time together in the shower. She washed my genitals, making me semi-hard again. Using her soapy hands, she traced the veins on my penis using her fingertips, and then gently soaped my testicles, grasping them gently like they were a pair of eggs.

When it was my turn to soap her up, I paid special attention to her breasts, and her pussy, running my soapy forearm back and forth against her juicy slit. I didn't let up until she shuddered and lost her balance, after which I caught her and continued soaping the rest of her body. The rest of the day was spent as we normally did, joking, watching TV, and teasing each other.

My wife came home in the evening, and the three of us ate dinner together like nothing was out of the ordinary. Before retiring into our room, I whispered in my wife's ear "Tonight you're not going to sleep so early..."

"Same..." she said, lifting up her T-shirt to show me her black lacy thong, "I want your sperm inside me..."

That night, we waited for Emilt to sleep, although deep down I knew she was waiting for us to start our secret escapade. Covering ourselves with the blanket, we rubbed each other's genitals until we felt certain that Emily was asleep. My stiff cock pulsed as my wife slowly slid her hands up and down, occasionally rubbing the tip and making it slick with my pre-cum.

Me: I think she's asleep...

As soon as I finished saying those words, my wife engulfed my entire shaft in her mouth. I let out a silent moan, and I almost lost balance as she stuck out her tongue and licked my balls, all while my cock was still buried in her throat. The naughty girl was gagging herself while she was trying to cover my scrotum with her saliva.

She wasn't going to get away with teasing me. Grabbing the side of her head, I forced her head further into my crotch, leaving her unable to breathe. Tears came out of her eyes, but still, my naughty girl continued to gag herself. Only when she tapped my thighs repeatedly did I let her go, watching as a trail of thick saliva extended from the tip of my dick to her lower lip.

Her engine started and there was no going back. My wife wanted to dominate me that night, and she wasted no time in pushing me down and mounting my face. Using her arms to grab my hair, she pulled my face into her groin. I loved eating her out in this position, as while she was "dominant", she was never able to resist my technique, and would quickly melt into a moaning pile of jelly. Her mounting my face also meant that I could look directly up into her breasts, and they appeared ever so full from below.

The bad thing was that my cock was now deprived of stimulation, and I used my free hand to rub myself. Suddenly, I felt another hand move mine aside, and I felt my cock enter a wet, warm hole.

I had an idea of what was going on, but I couldn't look down to check. I felt a soft tongue go up and down my penis, with a rather unrefined technique. The owner of the tongue then placed the tip of my penis in her mouth and moved it in and out of her mouth slowly, coating my glans with saliva.

I slowly started thrusting my hips in rhythm, trying to see if I could make this secret blowjob giver gag. In my mind, she would have to hold back her reflex so she wouldn't alert her currently distracted sister, and that turned me on greatly, causing my already hard penis to become even more turgid.

I continued to stimulate my wife's dripping vagina, playing with her breasts, clitoris, and vagina to try and overload her senses so she wouldn't be able to turn and discover her younger sister swallowing my penis. After some time, I felt the stimulation in my penis building, and I knew I had to stop her before I ejaculated in her mouth.

I used one hand to try and wave her away, but the girl was too engrossed in playing with my penis to notice. I had to jerk my hips upwards, forcing nearly three-quarters of my shaft into her mouth before she pulled back and saw me. The stimulation stopped, and after giving it a few moments, I told my wife, "Babe, I need your pussy now. Ride me..."

I repositioned so that my crotch and my wife's buttocks were facing Emily's bed, both to give Emily the best view and to prevent my wife from seeing what was happening. My wife squealed as my turgid penis entered her, whispering, "You're so hard... I need some time to adjust..." That was my cue to thrust even harder, my hands grabbing her buttocks and spreading her cheeks apart, exposing her cute anus and my penis deep within her vagina.

My wife let out a high-pitched squeal again, grabbing my arms and imploring me to slow down. I knew these sounds would turn Emily on, and she wouldn't be able to resist watching me insert my penis into her sister. Spanking my wife, I continued to thrust hard, making sure my testicles would flop up and down.

Wife: S-stop!!! Shhh!!!!!! Not too loud, YS is sleeping! Ah-ah AHHHHH!!!

My wife tried in vain to stifle her screams, stuffing her face into a pillow beside my head. This gave me some space to look up over her arched back and see Emily peeking at us as we made love. One of her hands was in view, propping her up on the edge of the bed, while the other was hidden, pointing between her legs where I was sure she was masturbating. She was biting her lower lip as she did so, her arm moving furiously.

I flashed her a smile and told my wife to change positions. I gave Emily enough time to duck down before I lifted my wife's ass up and dumped her on the bed. She looked up at me forlornly, as if I had taken away her favorite snack, saying: "Faster, put it back in..."