Mom and Daughters, The only three women I have fucked in my life

Please complete the required fields.
Thank you for taking the time to report this Report submission to the webmaster. Please let us know why you are choosing to report this Report submission and then click the submit button at the bottom of the page



“What? You want me to lie down with your older daughter? I am married to your younger one.”

“A man marrying two sisters is not uncommon in our culture,” she continued.

“No way I am that man. What will my wife say?”

She seemed to have an answer for everything, “She doesn’t have to know”.

“What about your elder daughter. Does she have a say in this? And how exactly are you planning I do this?”

“She has agreed,” she said quietly.

“What, to sleep with me?” I asked.

“Yes. We see that as the only way. Her husband has work and he is going away tomorrow. I will send the rest of the folks to a movie. She will stay back with some excuse. You should try to stay back as well”.

“You have thought of everything,” I said “What if I don’t want to do it? What if it comes out?”

“No one will know. And I don’t think you will not want to do it. I have seen you looking at her. I see you noticing her body, when she is bending down to collect things and working on the yard, even when she is serving food and the like.

She held my eyes, “She may not be very beautiful, but she is willing and able, and will do whatever you ask of her. We have talked about it.”

“So, tomorrow afternoon?”

“Yes,” my MIL said. “I will keep others out of the house. Not to worry.”

She was right, though. I did start noticing my SIL ever since I came here. My wife was pregnant and she had let herself go, eating everything in sight, putting on weight with pregnancy as an excuse. My SIL though, had a svelte figure, with right sized boobs, a bit bigger than my wife’s. The sari she wore did nothing to hide her curves. When she hiked up her sari to work in the yard, I could see her well defined legs up to a few inches above her knees, with a promise of thick welcoming thighs.

Come to think of it, I had also seen her a few days ago hanging her clothes out to dry after a bath and noticed how firm her body was, her nearly flat belly – and most importantly, the pair of panties she left on the clothes line. Left me imagining that on her, the gusset on her crotch, the think waistline of the cloth across her belly. Man, I think I jerked off that night rubbing against my wife’s ass after a few minutes of BJ and HJ, but obviously thinking about my SIL. I could make this work. Permanently. I was excited and I realized I had a hard-on, and I could see that my MIL noticed my expression and change in attitude. She had a slight smile on her face as we parted.

I could hardly contain my excitement that night. I knew I had to conserve my cum for the next day, so I did not go all the way with my wife, though she had pulled up her night clothes to have my cum on her bush as I finished after the customary BJ and HJ. But she did not say anything as I complained of a headache and pretended to sleep.

My SIL and MIL tried to avoid me, and I avoided them as well as much as I could next morning. But once I almost bumped into my SIL, and she looked quickly at me and hurried away blushing. I almost came in my shorts.

Past noon, I went out ‘looking’ for my friends. And them came back home, filled with excitement, my cock hard as a rock. I wanted to feel my SILs hands on my cock, her mouth and tongue on my balls, my hard cock deep in her as I plowed into her repeatedly. Quiet ones are the horniest I told myself. I will make her scream like my wife, as I have her doubled over with her knees next to her ears and me kneeling and pumping. Maybe she likes a finger in her asshole as well. Man, this is great I told myself as I reached home.

My MIL was waiting at the door. She motioned me inside, and closed the door.

“She is waiting in her room. After you finish, please go to the terrace and make like you are reading your newspaper. Others will be back in about 3 hours. I will see no one come in, ” she said all at once, breathlessly.

I entered the room and quickly turned and locked it. When I turned back I saw my SIL sitting on the edge of the bed. Our eyes met for an instant and then she dropped hers. It was mid afternoon and bright outside but she had the windows closed and curtains drawn. Some light creeped in though and I could see that she was prepared. Instead of the usual sari, she wore a full length ‘maxi’ nightgown that covered her from neck to feet.

Please follow and like us:
4.2 5 votes
Story Rating
Pages ( 2 of 7 ): « Previous1 2 34 ... 7Next »
Subscribe
Notify of
1 Comment
Most Voted
Newest Oldest
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
1
0
Would love your thoughts, please comment.x
()
x