Fantacies Of Sister-In-Law Become A Reality

Note : This story is completely fictional!

I still remember the vision as I replay it in my memory. The summer sun had sent the blistering heat down to the pavement, turning the cement around the large swimming pool into an inferno for those brave enough to walk around with bare feet. As usual for a mid-July day, the pool area was covered with people. Small children were crowded in the pool itself and offered sounds of shouting, laughter and splashing water. Adults were crowded around the pool in various poses. A few sat on the edge of the pool with their feet dangling in the water. These were the ones trying to keep an eye on their kids while chatting idly with the person sitting next to them. Most of the remaining adults were sunbathing, either stretched out in their lounge chairs or sitting up in straight back chairs.

I surveyed the scene from my lounge chair, perspiration pouring off of me. I took a long swig on my beer before focusing my gaze on my sister-in-law Jean. She was sitting on the edge of the pool about 20 feet in front of me, watching her young daughter in the water. She had on large, dark sunglasses and a black bathing suit that showed off her tanned, golden skin.

I studied her in detail, marveling at the site of the fantastic body on this 32-year-old woman. Jean is short in stature with short brown hair. She is very pretty with big, beautiful round eyes that always seem to transmit a radiant glow. Jean has a rather unique body. Jean is short in stature; she has an ass that is perfectly shaped and nice size. Because of her height, the size of her bottom really stands out when you look at her. To go with her great ass, Jean also has thick, well-rounded thighs. Her beautiful lower body really gets your attention when you look at her. She looks absolutely mesmerizing in a pair of shorts. In fact, her body would be the envy of most 40-plus women. 

Jean had been the object of my lustful fantasies for a long time. I often fantasized about having those great thighs wrapped around my head or fucking that great ass. It bothered me at first that she was my sister-in-law but those thoughts soon faded. My physical attraction to her was too natural and too real and I couldn't deny it.

My attraction to Jean was also enhanced because of her great personality. She is extremely nice, a very friendly and personable person. She is a talker, very outgoing, and she always seems to be in a good mood. She is the type of person that you always enjoy talking to because she is always smiling and laughing. No matter how down you are or how bad you might feel at the time, you always seem to be in a better mood after talking to Jean. I always liked Jean because of this and because she was always kind and friendly toward me. 

When our two families initially started talking about taking a beach vacation together, I was hesitant. I'm not normally a beach person and would ordinarily not have been excited about the plans. But I must admit that the thought of possibly seeing Jean in a swimsuit was enough to get me very excited about going.

The vacation came at a perfect time for me. I was at a very down point in my life and I desperately needed to get away. As is the case with many people who have been married for a long time, I was lonely and desperately needed to connect with another human being. The stress of everyday life was getting to me and I was rapidly going down hill. I had no one to talk to, no one with whom I could share my hopes, fears and dreams. I needed a friend, a lover, and a soul mate. 

It had never occurred to me before because of she was family, but Jean kept entering my mind more and more as the person that I believed could meet my needs. There were several reasons. I liked her and had always felt that we had a lot in common. Our spouses were brother and sister and we always enjoyed sharing the marriage war stories. In a way, we just seemed to be kindred spirits. 

Of course, my motivation in reaching out to Jean was not to just find a friend. I readily admit that seducing her would be the realization of my greatest dream. I was extremely attracted to her. I readily admit that. But that attraction came not just from the physical alone. There is no way I could have had these same feelings for a stranger or for someone who I didn't know very well. That is why I was drawn to Jean. I liked her and I believed we could develop a connection on a real, human level as well as a physical level. And that is what I was really looking for more than anything.

We had reserved two condos at the beach and we all went straight to our rooms when we arrived at about 2 p.m. on a Sunday. But everyone was excited and we all soon headed down to the beach. Naturally, my mind was on what Jean would be wearing. She came out in a two-piece suit with bottoms that were cut high on the hip. It was a pretty impressive site. 

I spent the next few days trying to find excuses to be around Jean as much as possible. I flirted with her constantly, sometimes rather obviously, especially when a little alcohol gave me more courage. What surprised me, however, was that Jean was flirting back. Or was this just my overactive imagination? It started with some subtle comments she would make and then evolved into looks that I can only describe as "leering". They were quick glances at first but slowly evolved into long, glaring stares. These looks were obvious in their intent. She was trying to send me a message. It was not until Jean started giving me those looks that I really began to believe that this woman would be open to any suggestion or idea I might have concerning the two of us.

I made up my mind once and for all that I had to say something to her and I had to do it before we left Florida. With one day remaining before we left for home, I knew that my last chance would be a cookout and party that we were all planning that night. The problem would be getting her alone long enough to tell her what I now felt was a necessity.

That night, everyone was in a good mood. The food was good and the drinks flowed freely. Naturally, the flirting with Jean had continued and her looks continued. Just at the point when I began to get frustrated at not being able to get her alone, I saw my opportunity. With everyone outside, Jean went inside to the kitchen to fix herself a drink. I followed immediately without hesitation. I was lucky in that the kitchen was around a corner in the room, meaning that we were out of sight from the others. I knew I would have to act quickly.

When I got to the kitchen, Jean was filling her glass with ice from the ice chest. She heard me and turned around. I didn't give her time to say anything. Talking fast but almost whispering, I said, "Jean, I want you to listen to me. Don't say anything. In a few minutes, I want you to make an excuse to go back up to your room. A few minutes after you get there, I will knock on the door. I want you to let me in. Then I want to undress you. I want to see those beautiful breasts and pussy. I have to see it and the time is now. And I know you want to show it to me." Her face was flushed while I was talking but she didn't say a word. Without saying anything else, I turned and walked away.

Walking back to the party, I was both excited and nervous. What would be her reaction? I realized that I had taken a big gamble. Flirting is one thing but I had forced the issue. I had escalated it to a higher level. Did I do the right thing? After all, it was so exciting flirting with this woman. Had I ruined even that? As nervous as I was, however, I was still hopeful. Deep down I believed I had made the right move. Every instinct in my body had told me that she would be receptive to this. I could even feel the heat between us when I was talking to her. But I knew fully well that men's instincts towards women were wrong most of the time. But I would soon have my answer and knowing this gave me a sense of relief.

I was back at the party, mingling around but unable to concentrate. I kept looking out for Jean's return, thinking that she would arrive shortly after me. But the minutes dragged on and she did not appear. What was up? More minutes went by and still no Jean. Had she been so upset that she went back to her room, too ashamed to face me or anyone else. Suddenly, while I was thinking these thoughts, she walked through the door. I was all the way across the room but her face still appeared flushed. Was this my imagination?

We avoided eye contact as she walked around the room, mingling with the crowd. She didn't seem upset. No dirty looks toward me. So maybe this was a good sign.

Jean had been in the room about 10 minutes and my hopes were slowly starting to fade. If she were going to follow through on my instructions, would she have not already done so? Just as I was thinking this, she walked across the room to her husband who was talking to a group of people. She grabbed his arm, pulled him down and started talking into his ear. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him nodding, once, twice, three times. What was up? Had she told him what I said?

She let go of him and he went right back to talking with his group. Jean walked toward the door. At the entrance, she turned to give me a quick glance before leaving the room. My heart was racing with excitement. I was sure that she was going to follow my instructions to the letter. She had to.

What should I do now? How long should I wait? I went to the restroom and stayed a minute. I walked back into the room and walked straight toward the door. I left the party feeling nervous and just a little dizzy with the amount of drinking I had done. I went around the corner and up the stairs to her room. I took a deep breath and knocked lightly three times. 

After several seconds, Jean answered the door. She looked straight into my eyes but she didn't say anything. She walked back into the apartment and I followed her, giving me one more chance to marvel at her extraordinary ass. She stood in front of the sofa and motioned for me to sit down. When I did, I was eye level with her hips. Clothed in those short, white shorts, her hips and thighs were an awesome sight. I looked up at her briefly and then quickly returned my stare to its ultimate focus. I saw her hands reach for the button of her shorts. When she separated the button from its connection, I gasped with the excitement of what was happening. She pulled down her zipper, stooped to pull her pants down, and then stepped out of them. She returned to her standing position in front of me, this time without pants and wearing only white mesh bikini panties.

Neither of us said anything. The only sounds were the heavy breathing that both of us were trying to mask. I continued my gaze on her fantastic lower body. Her hips were even more beautiful than I imagined and they had that beautiful brown color that comes from a lot of time spent tanning in the sun or in the tanning booth. I leaned forward to get as close as possible to her without touching. I was so close I could hear her juices flowing and the scent was overwhelmingly wonderful.

Jean then reached down and grabbed both sides of her panties. Going more slowly than she did when removing her shorts, she lowered her panties, revealing a beautiful brown bush that surrounded her pussy lips. My mouth flew open at the site and I gasped. I instinctively clutched both arms of the chair to keep from burying my face in her pussy.

I looked up at her. "Jean," I said. "You are a fantastic woman. You have got the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. What in the world are we going to do? You know that I have to eat you. I have to."

"I don't know," she said, her voice shaking. Jean was breathing heavily. It was obvious that she was extremely excited.

"Turn around," I said. "I want to see your ass." Jean turned slowly until the full measure of her ass was right in front of me. It was a beautiful sight. She started to turn back around but I stopped her. "No Jean," I said. "Stay right there for a minute. I just can't get over how beautiful your body is." For the next several minutes, I studied every inch of her backside. Outside of the heavy breathing from both of us, there was complete silence in the room 

Finally, I reached out to hold her right hand, motioning for her to turn back around to face me. Her face was flushed, exuding a reddish color. She had a slight smile on her face and was still breathing hard.

"Jean," I said. "Are you enjoying this as much as I am? This is incredible. You are incredible." 

"Yes I am and so are you," she replied. 

I couldn't keep my eyes off her pussy. It was wet and very beautiful.

We spent several minutes just gazing with lust at each other, neither of us sure what to do next or what would happen next. But Jean made that decision for both of us.

She reached out with both hands and grabbed my shoulders, pushing me to the back of the sofa. She then stepped on to the sofa, standing in front of me with her pussy only inches from my face.

As she maneuvered to wrap her massive thighs around my head, I reached around her, grabbed both cheeks of her ass and buried my face in her pussy. Like two wild animals, we simultaneously attacked each other.

The first sensation I remember is the heat. I have never encountered a pussy that was so hot. Jean was on fire. I gripped her ass as hard as I could and pushed forward with all my strength, desperate to merge her wonderful flesh into my mouth.

The next several minutes were a blur as I tried to lick, suck and eat every inch this beautiful woman. She was coming repeatedly as I strained to explore the deepest parts of her pussy with my tongue. 

A few minutes later, with us both still in a sexual frenzy, Jean pulled back to separate her pussy from my mouth. She then began rhythmically bounding her pussy off my face. All this time I had not let go of my firm grip on her ass and I followed her lead, helping her with her up and down motions. Her rhythm started slow but soon got faster and faster. It wasn't long before she exploded violently, shouting in a manner that can only be described as a sexual roar of ultimate pleasure.

Jean kept her legs locked around me while we both tried to catch our breath. With my face resting between this woman's legs, I felt warm and wonderful. I looked up and she looked down at me, smiling. Neither of us spoke for several minutes. Finally, Jean said, "We better get back before they come looking for us." "I know it," I said.

Jean pulled on her panties and pants and went into the bathroom. I sat there, almost motionless, shocked and amazed at what had just happened. When she came out of the bathroom, she came up to me and hugged me. "Call me one day next week and we can talk about getting together," she said. "I'm ready to fuck your brains out." 

"I'll call you," I said.

On the long drive back from the beach, my thoughts were consumed with Jean. I replayed in my mind over and over what had happened. It seemed like a dream. I could not wait for Monday so that I could call her and hear her voice and make arrangements for our ultimate meeting.

Yes, I thought about all the ramifications of fucking my sister-in-law. But ramifications or not, I knew it was going to happen and I wanted it to happen. What happened between us at the beach was the greatest sexual experience of my life and I knew that our first fuck would even surpass that.

I called her Monday afternoon at work and she said she was glad to hear from me. We talked about getting together and realized it would be tough to do it soon because, having just come back from vacation, we both had a lot of work to do. We agreed to wait until the next week to see how things were going.

It was frustrating to have to wait but just knowing it was going to happen helped my patience. Plus, I had the memory of her naked body etched in my head and the taste of her pussy was still fresh in my mouth.

I called her again the next Monday and we agreed to try to meet Thursday afternoon. Jean said she would handle all the arrangements. We talked about it and decided on meeting at 1 p.m. That would give us at least four hours before we had to head home.

For some reason, it seemed longer from Monday to Thursday than it had all of the previous week. Jean had already decided on a hotel in the area where she lived and called me with directions on how to get there. Not having to worry about the arrangements took a little of the pressure off of me. But naturally I was very nervous. I guess it was more excitement than anything.

Thursday finally arrived and I left work and drove to the meeting place. I knocked on the door and Jean answered almost immediately. She had on heavy makeup and her hair had been fixed. But she had on a long bathrobe. 

"Am I early?” I asked. "No, I've just got something planned for you," she replied. Just stand right here in this spot." I did as I was told and watched Jean pull a chair from the corner of the room to the center. She then stood up on the chair, towering right in front of me. "Now I'm ready," she said.

Jean reached down and loosened the belt loop and let the robe drop to the floor. She was completely naked, the most erotic vision I had ever seen in my life. Her body was a magnificent golden brown color and, at that moment, it seemed to be radiating sex.

After taking in the entire view of this ultimate vision, I moved my focus down to her beautiful thighs and her sweet pussy. I was in for another surprise. Only a few feet in front of me was a clean-shaven, wet pussy that took my breath away. I had eaten this pussy only two weeks before and the taste, the smell, the sensation was still alive in me. But now it was even more beautiful and exciting.

"I shaved it just for you," Jean said. "I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since we left the beach and I wanted to do something special for you. I want you to know that I have never had my pussy eaten like that. It has caused a sexual excitement in me that I don't believe I've ever felt. All I think about now is you sucking and licking my pussy."

Jean's voice was trembling as she continued. "And now, today, I want it all. I want you to eat, lick and suck my pussy. I want you to fuck me completely. I want your dick in every hole I've got. It may not all happen today but this is only the beginning. I know you love my big ass and I want you to put your mouth and tongue all over it. I want you to kiss it, eat it, suck it and fuck it. I want you to totally possess it because my ass is now yours. Anytime you want it, anywhere you want it. How does that sound?"

"Jean, you are the most extraordinary woman I have ever encountered in my life," I said. "I've always wondered why I've been so drawn to you and now I know. It's not just a physical attraction either. I believe we are two kindred spirits destined to be together like this. I want to totally possess you, physically, mentally and spiritually."

"I feel the same way," she said.

I reached up, grabbed her hand and helped her down from the chair. I led her to the bed and asked her to lie on her stomach. As I hurriedly removed my clothes, my eyes were transfixed on Jean's beautiful ass. 

Kneeling on the side of the bed, I grabbed her hips to move her around so that her ass was right in front of my face. I then separated her thighs and buried my face in her pussy. She yelled loudly as I stood up, lifting her legs onto my shoulders. She locked her legs around my head while I gripped her ass tightly, forcing it harder and harder against my face. My tongue was buried deep inside of her pussy and I licked her feverishly. I licked her pussy, thighs and ass with a fury that I never imagined possible. Her entire body shook and I could feel her ass tighten as she exploded violently.

I unlocked her legs from my shoulders and guided her back onto the bed. In seconds I had moved behind her, inserting my dick in her beautiful, shaved, wet pussy. This was the first time I had put my dick inside Jean and the feeling was like nothing I had experienced before. Her pussy felt like a hot, erupting volcano and I fucked it with incredible passion. I exploded inside of her and our exhausted bodies fell to the bed. Instinctively we wrapped our arms around each other, breathing heavy with both exhaustion and excitement.

After we caught our breath, we talked and laughed for a few minutes. Neither of us could believe what we were experiencing. Our bodies were both wet with perspiration but we kept them locked together. 

After we had rested for several minutes, I rolled over onto my side, propping my head on my left elbow so that I could look right into Jean's eyes. She lay stretched out on the bed next to me and returned my glance with a big smile. I felt totally connected to her.

I reached out with my right hand and gently circled her lips with my index finger. She responded by licking it with her tongue. Quickly, I reversed my position, moving my body so that my head rested next to her beautiful legs. Just as quickly, I separated her thighs and again buried my face into her pussy. With my tongue furiously exploring her pussy, I rolled over, straddling her chest while at the same time gripping her ass tightly. At the same time, Jean grabbed my hard dick and forced it into her mouth. The spectacular sensation of her hot mouth sucking on my dick sent an electric shock through my whole body. I came almost immediately, emptying myself into her mouth. This only heightened my excitement. My body was on fire. I sucked her pussy harder and harder while Jean continued sucking my dick. It took just moments for me to be hard again.

Positioning myself on top, between her legs, I began to rhythmically fuck her and I knew I had found my ultimate sexual partner. As Jean locked her legs around my back and her pussy tightened around me, I felt totally at home inside her. I began exploring this woman's pussy with my dick, driving slowly but deeper and deeper. We were totally lost in each other. I had never had this feeling before. Our two bodies had merged as one flesh. After a few minutes I forced my dick as far down as it would go and locked it there by gripping her ass tightly. Jean squeezed me tightly with her beautiful thighs and we both came violently. Her spasms caused a bucking motion and were so strong that they almost lifted me off the bed.

We stayed locked together while we both caught our breath. I started playfully running my hand through her hair while kissing her lightly all over her face. Jean returned the soft kisses and started using her tongue to stroke my face. I moved down to her neck and began long licking strokes from her chest to the base of her chin. I continued the licking strokes on both sides of her neck and she began breathing heavily. I could feel myself getting hard inside her. I continued licking this woman, only faster and faster. Now fully hard again, I rose up and began fucking this woman with rapid, hard deep strokes. She was screaming with pleasure as we both came almost immediately.

Naturally, the hours we had spent fucking seemed like just minutes and our time was soon up. We agreed that what we experienced was so unusual and so good that we had to continue. We agreed that we would start fucking each other on a regular basis, at a minimum of once per week, more often if possible. Naturally, the "more often" became the case. We became obsessed with each other and started fucking four to five times a week. It is hard to find the time but we manage to do it. We actually once fucked 10 days in a row with one fuck session being better than the next. You would think that fucking the same woman so much would get routine or soon become repetitious. But that was not the case with Jean. It seemed like every time was new and different.

My encounters with Jean are the most intense physical experiences I have ever had with a woman. It is very hard to describe the intensity of our fuck sessions. Our attraction to each other is so intense that it consumes both of us totally. Even when we aren't together, thoughts of being together flood our every waking moment. 

I cannot describe our fuck sessions and do them justice. Our sex is so intense sometimes that the only adjective I can think of to describe it is "brutal". Not brutal in a violent sense. I'm talking about brutal in the sense of the sexual pounding that we give each other's bodies. It is not just a matter of dick in pussy for Jean and me. During lovemaking our bodies often slam into each other repeatedly from all angles. And this doesn't go on for just minutes. I make no exaggeration when I say that we attack each other's bodies for three to four hours at a time, sometimes longer. 

I think back to that vision at the pool and I marvel that I now totally possess her, both body and spirit. I have found my sexual soul mate and it is Jean, my beautiful sister-in-law.