My Sister-in-law Angela's Big Tits

I had a big response to my Sex With My Sister-in-law Samantha stories, part one and part two, surprisingly eclipsing my Escalator Stripped My Mother-in-law Naked and Mother-in-law's Accidental Nudity stories, and coming in second only to my Kissing Cousin story. Yet, I had a few critics, who believe that sex between a brother-in-law, sister-in-law, father-in-law, and mother-in-law is not incest and they pontificated their point that incest is only sex with a blood relative by giving me zero scores. Okay, I concede, that incest is sex only between blood relatives. Now, for sure, I'll receive an e-mail from Rajar in India telling me that sex with friends of his family is considered incest in his country because they all live in the same house and are all part of the same household. I cannot win.

Nonetheless, the category where I posted the stories is called Incest and Taboo, keeping it all in the family. Surely, even those who question whether sex between a brother-in-law, sister-in-law, father-in-law, and mother-in-law is incest would surely agree that it is taboo or not acceptable behavior to have sex between in-laws. I mean, it is one thing to cheat on your spouse but worse when you cheat on your spouse with a family member, especially when you see that family member on a regular basis. Having sex with a family member, albeit even if it is an in-law, makes it rather uncomfortable during the holidays, especially around Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Oh, yeah, if you are going down the taboo road of having sex with your sister-in-law, brother-in-law, mother-in-law or father-in-law, you had better buckle up because the road will get bumpy when the wife or husband finds out about the affair.

"Who wants the thigh and who wants the breast?" My wife asked everyone gathered around the Thanksgiving Day table with a smile. "My husband, the dirty bastard that he is, has had both, already" she said holding the carving knife with white knuckles while glaring at her sister-in-law, Samantha.

"Honey," I said, wrestling the knife away from her, "why don't I carve the bird."

"I heard you received your Christmas gift already in the back seat of the car and it is one that you cannot return," she said to me the following month while glaring at her sister-in-law. I could not believe she found out about the generous gift of a Christmas blow job I had received from Samantha.

Yeah, having sex with relatives, especially around the holidays, generally tends to get in the way of the important things in life like drinking beer, watching football, and having a good time.

"Who wants another beer? The game is about to start. Now, this is what life is all about."

Samantha, my brother-in-law's wife and I enjoyed a seven year sexual relationship. Although it is true she died of breast cancer at only 35-years-old, we had lots of good times and memories before the bad times. Some of the best memories I have of her was when we were flirting with one another with a lot of touching and feeling and hugging before we actually started having sex.

Whenever we were together the innuendoes that flew out between us fueled our lustful desire for one another. I remember always looking forward to seeing her because she made me hot with her looks and with her conversation. The sexual tension between us was a real turn on whenever we were together, even if there were lots of people in the room. She always aroused me. Continually, I was always walking around with an erection whenever I was near her. She was so drop dead gorgeous. Then, at night, I'd make my pillow her lips dreaming about kissing her, making love to her, about seeing her naked, and about her blowing me.

We always had an in-the-ground pool and every summer, we used any warm night as an excuse to get drunk and then take a dip in the pool. It was not long before someone had the idea to skinny dip. Okay, it was my idea. After that night, it was a rule that no one was allowed in the pool with a bathing suit. Okay, it was my pool so I made the rules. Actually, there are always exceptions to rules and both grandma and grandpa did not have to adhere to any such rules but grandpa was more than happy to follow the rules by removing his bathing suit while still in the house and walking through the kitchen and out to the pool naked.

"Everyone cover your eyes. Grandpa is about to go for a swim."

It was dark and private in our backyard and the neighbors could not see over the high fence and tall trees that surrounded the property. Yet, towards the end of the evening when everyone was getting out of the pool naked to dry off, some drunk, always turned on the overhead flood light. Okay, I admit it, it was me. We all got pretty good looks at one another. We usually had a gathering of six or eight couples of relatives and friends.

That was not the first time that I saw Samantha naked. The first time I saw Samantha naked was the time we went to the beach and we changed out of our wet bathing suits into our clothes in the car. That was a hot day when I saw her tits and shaved pussy and she saw me trying to hide my growing erection. Even though I was aroused by being with her in the car naked, I was embarrassed that she saw that I was aroused and that she gave me an erection. My obvious erection ruined my coy coolness and made it obvious that I was sexually attracted to her.

Yet, the first time that I saw my other sister-in-law, Angela, naked was one hot summer night in the backyard in the pool. Samantha, had small tits, an A cup but they were very nicely shaped and she had big, pink nipples that really popped out whenever she was excited or cold. My other sister-in-law, Angela, was my brother's wife. I had always hoped to see her tits because she had huge tits. I figured they were a D cup but my brother told me that they were double D cup. They were massive and she always showed plenty of cleavage with everything she wore.

She had the kind of tits that you could not stop staring at, like Pamela Anderson's tits. You have to feel bad for women who have big tits like that because guys like us never give them a break. We talk to their tits, stare at their tits, and lust over their tits. To further arouse the situation, she had those huge nipples that always made a permanent impression in everything she wore, even if she was wearing a puffy goose down coat, her nipples were showing through. Busty women are better off just to remove their tops, rub their tits all over our bodies, allow us to feel their boobs and suck their nipples, then all of us could go on with our lives. "Please?"

"Hi, you must be the new receptionist. My name is Freddie. I could not help but notice your big tits."

"Hi, I'm Sheila and yes, I am aware of the office policy."

Sheila looked down at her tits and back up at me. She removed her blouse, unhooked her bra, and stepped forward to rub her tits all over my body allowing me to feel her boobs and suck on her nipples. Then, when I was finished, she got dressed and I never lusted over her, again. See? You busty ladies must try this. The next time a guy talks to your tits, stares at your boobs or lust over your knockers, remove your top, take off your bra, and rub your breasts all over the poor man. Allow him to feel and caress your jugs and let him suck your big nipples. Then, you can finally have a meaningful conversation.

Debbie had no success getting his attention. He never heard a word she said. He just sat there staring at her huge tits. Finally, she stood up, removed her blouse, unhooked her bra, and allowed him to have fun with her fun bags. Then, she got dressed and he was very attentive to her, finally, listening to everything she said.

"The reason I am here Reverend is to ask you about the church service for my Dad's funeral."

Seriously, you busty women need to take a stand. You need to take control of the situation. I implore you to start a movement, a mammary gland movement. From now on, do not be embarrassed when a guy stares at your big tits. Instead, accept his adoration of your breasts as a compliment and, as you would show off your new dress or shoes, allow him to have a look and feel of your breasts. If all women would go around topless, we would not have the breast fixation that we have in this country. Look at the African women; you don't see those guys staring at their tits. I think that I am on to something here. Let's start a mammary appreciation movement. "Please?"

Then, when busty women wear anything provocative, like a bikini, man it is impossible to control yourself from not getting an erection. I love staring at my sister-in-law Angela's tits whenever we played volleyball in the pool. Her tits would be bouncing all over the place while I'd be thinking, pop those puppies out of the cups and let me see those twins but she had tightly tied her bikini top around her, one strap around her neck and the other strap around her back. Double tied bikinis should be outlawed.

Angela at barely 5' tall was a short as Samantha was tall. It was nearly impossible to see Angela's tits in the pool because the water came up to her chin, where as, Samantha, because she was 5'9" was always exposed

Then, when my drunken brother turned the lights on, as his wife was getting out of the pool, we all got a great view of Angela's naked body. Barely 100 pounds with these huge tits and shapely ass, she had a very cute body. She had these dark brown nipples with areolas the size of small saucers. They were the biggest areolas that I had ever seen with a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. It was exciting to see her naked. I jerked off the memory of her that night for a few months. Then, later, when I was watching their kids while they went to the dealership to pick up their new car, I checked out their computer.

Sure enough, my pervert brother had all kinds of photos of Angela in all forms of undress. I downloaded them to my portable memory stick that I carry on my keychain for such emergencies. Hey, I was being helpful. If ever there was a fire, now, he would not lose his cherished photos of Angela naked because I would have saved them for him off premises, in my house, specifically in my bedroom with my pants down around my ankles.

He had photos of her in her underwear and in a short skirt with her legs opened showing some nice white panty. He had down blouse photos of her when she was in her nightgown at the computer. And he had dozens of photos of her nude, in the bedroom, in the shower, vacuuming, and even a couple of her giving him a blow job while he played with her big tits with one hand and photographed her with the other. Apparently, she enjoyed the candid photographic attention because she was a willing participant and smiling in every photo.

Still, although she did not have as hot of a body as her sister-in-law Angela, my sister-in-law Samantha was much prettier, had a better sense of humor, and we just connected. Plus the fact that I was getting it on with Samantha and not Angela definitely moved Samantha higher up on the hot sister-in-law scale. Nonetheless, I always wondered what it would be like to have Angela's big bodacious boobs in my hands and in my mouth.

I figured one day, if she was drunk enough and if we were both in the pool alone, I'd go for it. Sure enough, towards the end of that summer, we were having a heat wave and the only way to stay cool was to never leave the air conditioning or to jump in the pool. After a while, you just get tired of air conditioning, so we found ourselves opting for the pool and, of course, the alcohol. Without doubt, going in the pool and drinking go hand and hand, so every time I made Angela a drink, I made hers a double.

Being so small, it did not take long for her to be blitz. We were all blitz, but I was focused on removing Angela's bikini top, which was easy to do. First, I untied the tie that tied around her back in the pool and she did not even know it was untied. Then, I untied the part around her neck and watched as her top floated away. Quickly, I grabbed it without anyone seeing and through in up on the deck.

All this time, Samantha was watching me. She was always watching me and I was always watching her. We watched one another. She was hot. I think she was jealous, maybe, because she did not have big boobs. Anyway, this was a little before Samantha and I got together and while we were still in the flirting and touching and feeling stage. Later, I found out that Samantha had a couple of lesbian encounters with her roommate in college. Oh, my God, that was so hot when she told me that. She admitted to me that she was as interested in seeing Angela's tits as much as I was. Man that made my dick hard when she told me that. From that point on, I thought of Samantha going down on Angela or Angela poised between Samantha's long legs sucking and licking her pussy while I photographed the entire sexual encounter. Unfortunately, the two of them never did get together, as Angela is very straight laced.

So, here I am horny and in the pool with Angela drunk and topless. I removed my bathing suit without her seeing me and threw that up on the deck, too. Again, Samantha saw me do that. Luckily, my wife was in the house enjoying the air conditioning, if passed out drunk on the living room carpet is enjoying the air conditioning. This was beginning to heat up. One sister-in-law was oblivious to what I was doing and the other was watching everything that I did.

I started taking Angela around the pool by her hands, just playing around using any contact as a ploy to get closer to those tits. And let me tell you, that cool water made her nipples pop out like little buoys that you could tie a 40 foot cabin cruiser to when you docked. She threw her arms around my neck and I took her for a ride. I could feel her big tits pressed to my back. There is nothing like the feeling of squished tits on naked skin. Gradually, I turned around so that her tits were squished against my chest. Now, that felt good. My cock was straight out hitting her belly and the bottom of her tits when I bounced up and down in the water. I don't think she even knew what I was doing.

"Okay, my turn, Angela. Now, you take me for a ride."

"Okay," she said in a slur, "hop on my back."

I half hopped on her not wanting to put the full weight of my two hundred pound frame on her 100 pound body, but I reached around her and grabbed a tit in each hand, only as a way to hold on and keep my balance. Hey, I didn't want to fall and drown. Anyway, we walked around the shallow end of the pool like that for about ten minutes with my erection planted between her ass checks, me feeling and caressing her tits and fingering her nipples while she was laughing like a school girl. It was too bad she still had her bikini bottoms on because I would have tried to fuck her a little bit; I was so horny from feeling her big, firm boobs.

When the ride was over, she turned around pressed her tits against my chest and reached down and took my cock in her hand.

"Did you like feeling my tits?" She said whispering in my ear.

"Oh, God, yes," I said.

She looked down at her tits and then back up at me.

"Well, go ahead, get a good feel."

I was all over them. They were huge and felt firm and looked even bigger because she was so petite.

"Do you want to suck my nipples?" She said whispering in my ear, again.

"Really? Are you serious? I've dreamt about sucking your big nipples." I looked over her shoulder to see if my brother was watching but he had disappeared in the house to get another beer or to take another piss or both. Who knows, maybe, my wife was checking her temperature with his built-in thermometer.

"Sure, go ahead, go for it, and suck on my big nipples, Freddie."

I raised her up out of the water by her slim waist and planted her nipple in my mouth, slurping my tongue all around it. Then, I did the same with the other one. I had no idea my sister-in-law was like this. All of this time, I thought she was a prude. Now, she is way hotter than Samantha.

All the time that I was feeling her tits and sucking her nipples, she had her hand firmly around my cock occasionally stroking me to maintain my erection. Her little hand felt good on my big prick. Then, when I finished sucking her nipples, she reached down and cupped my balls gently caressing them, and then, she squeezed.

"Geez, Angela, take it easy."

"Now, that you've seen my tits, felt them in your hands, and sucked my nipples, if you ever disrespect me, again, by plying me with alcohol to take advantage of your brother's wife, I will remove your balls when you are asleep in your lounge chair drunk. Asshole!"

She let go with a squeeze rupturing me and climbed out of the pool putting on her top before going in the house. I was petrified that she would tell my brother but she never did and I never disrespected her again. Still, when it was all done and said, it was worth getting ruptured to see, feel, and suck on my sister-in-law Angela's big tits.

Yet, Samantha watching the entire episode unfold was nearly peeing herself laughing. I swam over to her for comfort. We were both naked and she reached down and cupped my balls. That was the first time she ever touched me.

"Oh, poor Freddie, did Angela bruise your ego as well as your jewels?"

Samantha's hand felt good on my balls, I'll tell you. I reached up and felt her tit fingering her nipple.

"Careful there fella," she said, "you don't you want another lesson in manners?"

She laughed and I removed my hand.

"It's okay, Freddie, you can feel my tits. I'm not a prude like Angela."

With that, she moved her hand from my balls and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I was still in pain and no longer had an erection. She stroked me a few times and I got this huge boner. As soon as my cock was hard, she let go and swam away.

Here I was thinking that I was going to get some action from Samantha and all she did was tease me.

"Cock tease," I said calling after to her only to hear her laughing as she walk in the house.

She laughed all the way in the house. Then, she turned the outside light on and did not turn it off. I had to get out of the pool naked to get my swimsuit.

That was the start of the sexual relationship that I had with Samantha. Still, it took a long while before we had sex. The birthday blow job some months later was the first sexual act.