After a stop in the bathroom to clean up my mess, I headed upstairs. Even though my hard-on subsided a bit, it was still obvious I was aroused. I figured that wouldn’t look too good, so I tried to think about anything but my sexy sister-in-law. Linda was propped up in bed reading a book. For a moment, a flash of guilt swept over me. I was about to have sex with my wife because I was lusting after her sister. Linda looked at me over her glasses. She always looks sultry when she does this, and the fact that she was wearing a thin, cotton nightgown didn’t hurt at all. “What are you up to? You’re acting kind of strangely.”
“Nothing dear. I just, well…” and I climbed into bed next to her and began nuzzling her neck.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” Linda cooed.
I nibbled her ear and caressed her arm. She kissed my neck as she dropped her book on the floor. We mashed our mouths together, our tongues darting against each other. I reached up and kneaded her breast. Linda’s breasts were bigger than her sisters, but not by much. I loved the sexy freckles on my wife’s chest. Kira has the same splatter of freckles on her chest, too. I took one of Linda’s nipples in my mouth and sucked. Like Kira, Linda has puckery brown areolas and thick nipples. They are heaven to suckle. Bus as I sucked on my wife, in my mind I was sucking on Kira.
Linda reached down and caressed my cock. “My, my, someone’s hard and leaking lots of pre-cum tonight,” she said in a voice throaty and sultry. This snapped me out of my fantasy—a fantasy that resulted in the hard, slick cock my wife was fondling.
“That’s what you do to me,” I said as I kissed down my wife’s chest, past her stomach, and down to her pussy. I could smell her arousal. When I finally got to her full bush of pubic hair, Linda spread her legs wide for me. When I looked at her pussy a small shock like a jolt of electricity ran through my body. It was like I was looking at Kira’s pussy! I kissed her lips and licked her juices. I tongued her clit and soon Linda was writing and moaning. I continued to eat her and before long Linda was pounding the bed in the throes of orgasm. My face was drenched with her pussy juice, and I lapped it up from her thighs and her bush. I wondered if Kira tasted as good as my wife.
I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to fuck Kira…er, Linda. I climbed up and mounted my wife. She looked up at me through glazed eyes and said, “damn, you’re horny tonight.”
“I know,” was all I said as I sank my cock into her sloppy pussy. I looked down and watched my cock move in and out and thought that’s how it would look if I was fucking Kira. Even though I came once already that evening, I was on the verge of blowing again very quickly. My wife spread her legs even farther for me and I leaned over to take a jiggling tit in my mouth. About five thrusts later, I felt my balls tighten and I sent a rush of semen into Linda. I moaned with the release and almost called out her sister’s name.
Afterward, we lounged in the glow of sex. We kissed softly, and I fingered her messy pussy. “No more, please John, I’m spent,” she whispered. Even though I could easy have fucked again, I let her fall asleep in my arms. As we laid together, the guilt pangs returned. My wife was so trusting and loving, and for all intents and purposes, I just fucked her sister. Sure, it was my wife’s body but in my head it belonged to Kira. How could I have been so callous as to make love with my wife while all along comparing her to her younger sister? My wife is beautiful, always has been. But there is just something about Kira. Linda has always been a bit jealous of her, and on more than one occasion she’d asked me if I thought Kira was beautiful. I’d always replied by saying something non-committal like, “of course she’s beautiful, she looks like you.” Linda never really bought it, but thanked me anyway.