Sister-in-Law Helps Out

"I was pretty out of it," she admits, pushing her nipple closer to his mouth. "I remember how blissful it felt at the end; like fireworks were going off deep inside of me, shooting pleasure rockets all through my body." Her pussy is starting to send arousal signals to her now as she rocks her tits against her brother's face.

"Yeah," Paul agrees, "that pretty much sums it up." His lips brush her sensitive nipple as he speaks. "I'm so sorry," he says trying to move away from her.

"Don't," she says, pulling his face back to her tits. "We're already cursed, right?" she laughs.

"What do you mean?" he asks, wondering what she could be thinking.

"I mean, we're cursed whether we did it once or more than once, right?" she asks, her pussy anxiously wanting that blissful feeling again. She's opening and closing her legs, rubbing her thighs together.

"Sharon!" Paul exclaims, sitting up abruptly, and pulling back from her. "Do you realize what you're saying? We've sinned! We've committed incest! We're cursed!" He shakes his head, and stares at his sister's naked body, her hard nipples drawing his eyes to her firm, young tits. His cock betrays his outrage, stiffening at the sight of her glistening pussy lips surrounded by her matted pubic hair.

"If we have to do penance for something sinful, I should at least be able to remember it!" she retorts, staring at his cock as it hardens before her eyes.

"Wow! That whole thing was inside me?" she asks, moving closer to watch his cock growing more erect.

"Sharon!" he says, trying unsuccessfully to cover himself, "this isn't a game."

"I know," she says, seriously. "But you are going to spend the rest of your life worried that you took advantage of me while I was high on some aphrodisiac powder. You think this is all your fault." She reaches for his hard cock.

"We are both to blame," she continues, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. "We are both cursed," she says, stroking her hand up and down the length of him, "and I want to know what this feels like, before I start doing penance." She pushes him down on his back while her hand continues to stroke his cock.

"Sharon," Paul moans as his body responds to her touch. He should be strong and tell her to stop but it feels so damn good! He watches his sister's tits bounce gently as she swings her leg over him. She's right; they are already cursed.

"This was all inside of me, huh?" she asks, laughing nervously as she positions her wet pussy over his fully erect cock. "Okay, here goes," she smiles and lowers herself onto her brother's thick shaft. Paul just watches, mesmerized by how her lips stretch to accommodate his girth. When the wet heat of her labia engulfs his cockhead, he sighs heavily, leaning back and closing his eyes. Absolutely heavenly!

"Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!" Sharon moans as she pushes more and more of her brother's big beautiful cock into her enflamed pussy. It feels like nothing she's ever imagined. So full... so tantalizing... so completely beyond description. When her wet pussy lips finally touch the base of his cock, she stops moving and squeezes her vaginal muscles as she squirms around to get comfortable.

"Ohmygod! Sharon!" Paul cries, his eyes bulging at the sight of his sister impaled on his throbbing cock. He instinctively reaches for her tits, caressing and teasing as she starts rocking back and forth. All thoughts of penance are forgotten as the siblings lose themselves in the pleasure of their forbidden love.

Sharon rides him like a wild woman, bouncing so frantically on her brother's cock that she almost bounces off. Her drenched pussy flies all the way to the tip before slamming down around his shaft, sending shivers of pleasure throughout their bodies.

"Oh Paul!" she cries but her brother can't hear her over his own moans. Paul has never dreamed of anything remotely close to this. The pleasure is excruciating and he is about to burst. His sister's fiery pussy continues to assault his throbbing cock and he squeezes her tits tightly as he jerks his hips off the bed.

"Oh! Sharon!" Paul screams as she drives them both to explosive, rocket launching orgasms. She clamps her vaginal muscles around his cock as it spasms inside of her, spewing its hot liquid into her pulsating hole.

Collapsing on his chest, Sharon kisses her brother passionately as she bathes in the blissful afterglow of her release, unaware that it may be the last orgasm of her life.

Sharon spends several days trying to seduce her brother into more incestuous lovemaking but Paul refuses any further advances, admonishing her for wanting to live a sinful life.

True to his word, Paul does his research and uses the convoluted logic that has been drummed into him since childhood to arrive at the appropriate penance. Neither one of them, he explains to Sharon, can ever enjoy sex again. They can marry and fornicate for procreation but they can never again experience the blissful feelings they achieved during their incestuous sins.

They vow their penance to each other, Paul changes his major from theology to business and they never speak of it again.

When Sharon returns to her bed, Tim is sleeping peacefully. She slides in on her side of the bed, wishing that for just one night she could forgo her vow. But she is strong and unwilling to bring her curse onto her husband.

As she lies next to him, she remembers the scripture her brother cited so long ago. "If a woman profane herself by playing the whore, she shall be burnt with fire. Leviticus 21:9." He also added. "A man shall not take a wife that is a whore, or is profane. Leviticus 21:7." As she falls asleep, she renews her vow; she will not be a whore, Tim doesn't deserve to be cursed.

In the weeks following the dinner party, his sister-in-law starts occupying most of Tim's sexual fantasies. Every Sunday at church, Rhonda smiles and winks at him from across the aisle. He can't tell if it's his imagination or if she's actually flirting with him. He thinks his fantasies are making him read more into her smile than she intends. At the next family dinner, he makes sure to go out on the deck again, hoping she'll join him. Several minutes later he's not disappointed.

"How's it going?" she asks, raising her eyebrows as he lights her cigarette. "Any luck in breaking through the sexual inhibitions?" she asks without preamble.

"Uh... no," he answers, staring at her. "How about you?" The more he sees Rhonda, the more appealing she looks. Tonight she's wearing a tight skirt that shows off her firm round ass cheeks and a pull over blouse stretched across her ample tits.

"The same," she says. "He's so gentle and caring, but sometimes a girl needs more, you know?"

"Yeah," he whispers, wondering where this is going. Tim has always liked Rhonda, but they've never had a conversation like this before. Maybe she's as frustrated as he is and wants someone to confide in.

"I don't want to leave him but I don't want to live like a nun either," she says. "It's not that I don't get propositioned. I could cheat in a heartbeat, but there's no one that I'm interested in or trust enough..." Her voice trails off.

"I know what you mean," he tells her, his cock stirring at the possibilities that this conversation provides. She looks up at him, just staring, like she's making up her mind about something.

"I've seen you watching me in church," she says, moving closer to him. "You don't look like you're thinking sacred thoughts."

"I'm not," he answers, looking down at her as she stands inches from him. Her breasts swell against the fabric of her blouse when she takes a deep breath.

"Maybe we could help each other, you know, and keep it in the family," she blurts out, reaching her hand out towards his waist. He nervously jumps back and looks around to make sure no one else is here.

"Don't worry," she laughs. "I'm not going to attack you out here." Reaching out again, she unclips his cell phone from his belt. "I just want to program my number into your phone," she says, flipping it open and punching numbers. "This is for my company Blackberry. It's on twenty-four seven and I'm the only one who can retrieve the messages. Text me if you want to get together." She smiles and hands him back his phone just as Sharon and Paul walk out onto the deck.

That night as he fucks his wife's unresponsive pussy, Tim can't stop thinking about his sister-in-law. As he rams his cock faster, he remembers the curve of Rhonda's breasts and imagines sucking on her aroused nipples. He starts pounding harder as he recalls the swaying of her round ass cheeks and fantasizes cupping his hands around them, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. She's actually invited him to cheat with her! A sudden burst of moist heat emanating from his wife's pussy shocks him out of his fantasy and his cock erupts with a more intense orgasm than he's had in a long time. He stares into her face as he catches his breath, looking for some small sign of pleasure.

"You're starting to get a little rough, aren't you?" she asks, pushing him off of her and grabbing her nightgown as she heads into the bathroom. He doesn't even bother to watch.

While his wife's in the shower, Tim grabs his cell phone off the dresser and sends Rhonda a text message.

He learns that Rhonda will be out of town for two weeks and they arrange to get together when she gets back. The time drags by and Tim starts second guessing his decision. Should he really be cheating on his wife? Is Rhonda the right choice? What if they get caught? His indecision morphs into lustful fantasy and by the time Rhonda gets back in town he can barely wait to push his cock into a responsive pussy.

They arrange to meet at an apartment that Rhonda's company uses for out of town guests. Rhonda is a lawyer and they frequently have clients who need a place to stay. It's cheaper to maintain an apartment than to pay for hotels. Of course, they bill the client the same as if they stayed at a four star hotel. He tells his wife that he's taking on a tutoring assignment and will be late on Wednesday afternoons. Rhonda has no trouble getting away and they arrange a time for the following Wednesday.

Rhonda answers on the first knock and Tim stands there for a second until she reaches for his hand and pulls him into the room. As soon as the door is closed, Rhonda wraps her arms around his neck and presses her lips to his. The kiss is urgent and hungry as their tongues fight for space in each other's mouth and their clothes begin to collect in a heap on the floor.

They somehow make it to the bed, coupling like animals. Her pussy is on fire, drenched like a flash flood after a long draught. His cock fires like a repeating rifle, hardening again and again as she demands more fervent pounding. They barely speak. They just fuck all afternoon, both of them releasing months of pent up sexual tension.

They start out fucking face to face with Tim pushing Rhonda's legs over her head as he jackhammers into her underused pussy. Then she turns around and he fucks her from behind, holding her hips and admiring her sweet ass cheeks as he slams his throbbing cock into her hungry pussy. Finally, after sucking him hard again, Rhonda sits astride his cock and rides him like it's the last fucking she'll ever get. By the end of the afternoon, they're just two spent bodies, lying in a tangle of sheets and sweat, trying to catch their breath.

"God! I needed that!" she sighs. No kidding!

"That was incredible!" he answers, leaning over her and kissing her lips. "I haven't had a blowjob since college," he tells her, kissing her neck and moving his lips towards her gorgeous tits.

"I haven't had a cock in my mouth for probably as long," she smiles. "Next time, I'm going to suck you until you cum but this time my pussy just needed too much attention." That's an understatement but Tim's not complaining, especially since she mentioned a next time.

"Come on. Let's take a shower," Rhonda says, pushing his mouth away from her thick nipples.

"I have to go home and make dinner."

They lather each other in the shower and Tim takes his time exploring her curves with his hands while she strokes his cock and caresses his balls. Her tits are firm and her nipples, surrounded by large, rose-colored areolas, respond instantly to his teasing. By the time they rinse off, he's rock hard again.

"I guess I really don't have to wait for next time," Rhonda smiles as she kneels on the shower floor and slides her lips down his rigid shaft.

Oh God! He's fantasized this exact moment so many times that it feels like it's already happened. After fucking all afternoon, he's surprised he has anything left but as she licks his cock and caresses his balls he feels the tension build again. Her tongue is swirling around his cockhead as her hand pumps him in and out between her moist lips. Goddamn! He grabs her shoulder length hair and thrusts his cock into her mouth. Only her hand, wrapped loosely around the base of his cock, keeps him from gagging her.

"Ohhhhhhh! So fucking good!" he moans as she caresses his balls. The intense pleasure is overwhelming and without warning he abruptly starts cumming inside his sister-in-law's mouth.

"Aaaarrrrrgggghhhhhh!" he groans, shooting more cum than he imagined he would have left. Balancing himself with one hand against the tile wall, he convulses against Rhonda's moist lips while she sucks and swallows until he's drained of every drop.

"Thank you, Tim," she says, when they're fully dressed. She's thanking him? He takes her in his arms and tenderly kisses her lips, momentarily reigniting their lust.

"I told Sharon that I have to tutor on Wednesday afternoons," he tells her, reluctantly breaking the kiss to let her know that they could do this every week.

"Mmmm. Tutoring sounds good. I'm glad we're keeping it in the family," she laughs as they leave the apartment. His mind replays this afternoon several times that night and all through the next week but it all seems a blur. Everything happened so fast that he didn't get a chance to savor it. Next time will be slower and more deliberate. God, he can't wait to see her again.

Rhonda apparently feels the same way because when she opens the door the following Wednesday, she's stark naked!

"I figured why waste time," she smiles as she closes the door and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

"Why indeed!" he exclaims as he grabs her bare shoulders and holds her at arms length. "You look delicious!" he tells her and his eyes roam over her body, trying to take in everything at once; her firm tits, her flat stomach and the neatly trimmed triangle of light brown hair covering her pussy mound. She has long slender legs and he slowly turns her around to admire her from the back. When his eyes feast on her gorgeous ass, he lets out an appreciative whistle.

"You're embarrassing me!" she laughs, pushing his hands from her shoulders and turning back around to finish undressing him. "Did you mean what you said about me looking delicious?" she asks, raising an eyebrow as she pushes his pants down to his ankles.

"I can't wait to find out just how delicious," he answers, kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his pants. When he's completely naked she wraps her arms around his neck and presses her body against him.

"I was hoping you'd say that!" she whispers, nibbling on his ear. "I can't remember the last time anyone's had his tongue in me. I'm soaking wet just thinking about it," she breathes, taking his hand and leading him into the bedroom.

"Probably as long as it's been since I've tasted a woman's charms," he answers, following anxiously. When they first got married he tried to get Sharon to let him eat her pussy but she thought it was the most disgusting thing she'd ever heard of so he backed off. Now he's about to taste his sister-in-law's sweet nectar. His cock is fully erect and throbbing with anticipation.

"I like that," she says quietly as she crawls onto the bed and lies on her back. "Tasting a woman's charms. Very poetic," she smiles and spreads her legs invitingly.

"Wow!" he whispers as he positions himself between her legs. "You really are wet." Her thighs are wide apart and her pussy lips are glistening with moisture. He breathes deeply through his nose, drawing in her womanly aroma. Fuck! It's like an intoxicant, getting him high on the smell of her dripping pussy. Even though she doesn't need much teasing, he licks all around her pussy anyway, avoiding her slick labia for now.

"Mmmmmm," she moans, wiggling around and trying to get his tongue to make contact with her pussy lips. Finally, he leans his face directly over her splayed open pussy and takes one long lick from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clit. The taste, mixed with her aroma, is fucking incredible and he feels like he could almost cum just eating her.

"Oh yeah! Oh Tim!" she moans as he gently sucks one of her pussy lips into his mouth. Swirling his tongue all around it, he lightly nibbles on it before moving to the other one and sucking it in his mouth.

"Oh God! That feels so good!" she sighs. He slides his arms behind her knees, lifting her legs to give him better access to her juicy opening. Slipping his tongue between her wet lips, he laps up her juices and tongue fucks her anxious pussy.

"Oh! Tim! Oh! Fuck!" she cries as he slides his tongue in and out of her slippery hole. She is soaking wet and her juices are coating his mouth and cheeks as he move his head from side to side. Rhonda is thrashing around on the bed, grabbing his hair and humping her steamy pussy against his mouth.

"Oh God! Yes!" Rhonda exclaims as he moves his tongue up to lick the top of her slit, just below her clit. Slipping two fingers into her pussy, he pumps them in and out and lightly flicks his tongue across her exposed clit. By the time he sucks her clit into his mouth, she's nearly hysterical.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuck!" Rhonda's moaning and twisting her body around, humping his fingers and pushing her clit against his mouth. "Don't stop! I'm cumming, Tim! Don't fucking stop!"

She's holding his head while bucking her pussy feverishly against his mouth. He keeps sucking her clit, trying to keep it in his mouth as she writhes around on the bed. Just as he thinks he can't stay with her, she clamps her pussy muscles around his fingers and lets out a loud moan.

"Aaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!" she screams, mashing his head tightly against her pussy as she shakes and shivers through her orgasm. When she finally releases the pressure on the back of his head, he starts lapping up her sweet, delicious pussy juice. Fuck! It's been so long and it tastes so good that he just keeps licking her juices and eating her pussy until she starts rocking against his mouth again.

Once more, using his fingers on her pussy, he sucks on her clit and he eats her through another intense orgasm. This time she's even more frantic, squirming all over the bed, grabbing his hair and grinding her pussy into his face until he can hardly breathe. When she finally cums, it's like someone opened the fucking floodgates; pussy juice is gushing all over his face and running down his chin.

Before she even catches her breath, he moves up her body, trailing kisses across her stomach, nibbling her erect nipples and positioning his hard cock at the entrance to her womanhood. Pushing his pussy-soaked tongue in her mouth, he glides his cock into her welcoming pussy, rocking gently until he's completely buried in her steamy hole. The moist heat surrounding his cock sends shivers through his body as her hot velvet walls tighten around him.

Fuck! She feels so good! His tongue explores her mouth as he slowly withdraws his cock until just the head is resting between her moist lips. With one quick thrust, he slams back in and his balls slap against her ass cheeks. He presses his cock into her, not moving it as her pussy quivers around him.