Saw my dear sister-in-law Emma rubbing a vibrator

This is a hot story that I had kept buried in my chest until today, a secret I never had the courage to tell anyone. This was the hottest and most shameful experience of my life, that night with my sister-in-law that changed my whole world. I am Jackson, a 21-year-old young man at the time, studying B.Com and living in a small flat in Alaska with my elder brother Carter and sister-in-law Emma. Brother was often out for business, sometimes in California, sometimes in Colorado, and was barely home eight to ten days a month. And me and my sister-in-law… her company became the biggest longing of my entire life.

Emma sister-in-law was about 28 years old then, fair-skinned, curly-haired, with a sparkle in her eyes that spoke of a young woman’s unfulfilled thirst. She had been married for four years, but mostly lived alone at home. I often noticed that her room’s light stayed on late into the night, and sometimes faint sounds drifted out whose meaning my naïve age could not understand. She always wore a nightie at home, with a low-back blouse, and the way she moved would make my heart skip. When I returned from college, she would make tea for me, ask how my studies were going, and sometimes run her hand through my hair, sending shivers through my whole body. I never even realized when I started seeing her as a woman.

That evening it was raining, the month of June, and Alaska’s air was mixed with the earthy scent of wet soil. Brother had gone to California and was not due back for a week. I returned from the library soaked; after changing clothes, I came into the hall and sister-in-law came out of the kitchen with the tinkling of her anklets. She was wearing a light pink nightie, the pallu hanging from her shoulder, drops of water shining on her forehead. Seeing her made me want to just keep staring. When she saw me soaked, she laughed and said, “Jackson, if you keep getting wet like this, you’ll fall sick. Go and take a bath quickly.” There was a strange warmth in her concern that soaked into me deeply. I nodded and walked toward the bathroom.

When I came out after bathing, sister-in-law had already set the food out. She sat in front of me and fed me, while we kept talking about the day. I noticed her gaze looked a little lost, her lips kept drying, and her breathing was slightly heavy. When I asked, she said she was tired from the day’s work. But I knew it wasn’t just tiredness, there was something else too. After eating, I washed the dishes myself, while she sat on the sofa in my bedroom. Why was she in my room today? That question kept echoing in my mind. My room was small, with one bed, a study table, and a cupboard. The window was open and the rain outside made a musical sound.

When I came into the room, I saw sister-in-law sitting on the corner of my bed, the strips of her nightie slipped aside and the upper part of her fair back shining with moisture. She was reading something on my phone. Actually her own phone had broken, so she had taken my mobile to check something. Without looking up, she said, “I’m feeling very lonely today, Jackson. The house feels so empty.” I quietly sat down beside her. In the silence, the ticking of the clock and the raindrops could be heard. I was thinking about how to start a conversation in this emptiness, but I couldn’t find the words. Then she folded one leg and sat cross-legged on my bed, and that’s when I noticed the curves of her body. I tried to smile and asked, “Sister-in-law, tell me something, maybe a song or a story.”

She smiled, but there was an invisible sadness in it. She said, “You’ve grown up, Jackson. A long time ago.” Her line lightened the atmosphere in the room. I wanted to ask why she was saying that, but I stayed silent.

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After a while, sister-in-law said, “The rain is really heavy, the weather is nice, isn’t it?” I agreed. She got up and went to the window and looked outside. In the lightning, her figure looked like an angel. The folds of her nightie clung to her body. I kept looking from behind, my heart pounding hard. I thought, if only I could go and hug her, but I didn’t gather the courage. The person I respected so much, and yet I had such thoughts about her… I kept cursing myself. But her body, her fragrance, her closeness… everything was driving me crazy.

Suddenly sister-in-law turned and said, “Jackson, do you have a movie to watch? I don’t feel like watching TV.” I opened my laptop and put on a romantic movie. We both sat on the bed and started watching. The film had scenes of closeness between a lover and beloved, with light intimate scenes. I noticed sister-in-law’s breathing getting faster. She kept adjusting the pallu of her nightie, and her throat was drying up. I asked if she wanted water, and she said, “Yes, but make it cold.” I went to get water and when I returned I saw she was lying on the bed on her back with her eyes closed, thinking about something. Her lips were trembling, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. I understood that there was some restlessness inside, some ache she was feeling.

I placed the glass of water on the table and slowly went closer. Sister-in-law opened her eyes and looked at me, her gaze drunk with a soft wetness that was calling me. She said, “Jackson, my back hurts a little, can you massage it?” My breath caught. This was the chance I had been waiting for, or maybe had always wanted. I hesitantly reached out my hand. There was only a thin layer of nightie on her back. As soon as my fingers touched her spine, she shivered and let out a sigh, “Yes… here… a little harder.” My fingers slowly began to press more firmly, moving from her shoulders to her waist. She kept moaning, her body trembling like electricity with every touch.

As I massaged her, my courage grew. I moved the hair off her shoulders and the hollow curve of her neck came into view. Without thinking, my lips touched that hot neck. Sister-in-law took a sharp breath and turned toward me in one motion. Now we were face to face, only inches apart. There was neither desire nor refusal in her eyes, only a deep thirst. My courage surged and I kissed her lips. First lightly, then more firmly. She came into my arms. Her body was warm, sweetness mixed into her breath. My hands moved to her waist and I held her tightly. I don’t even know when we ended up lying on the bed.

The kisses grew deeper. My tongue entered her lips, and she eagerly responded. My hands were now roaming over her entire body. I pulled aside the pallu of her nightie and began caressing her shoulders and arms. Her skin was as soft as silk; I didn’t want to stop touching it. Soft little sounds escaped her mouth. I kissed her neck and went down to her collarbone, making wet marks there with my tongue. Sister-in-law pressed my head against her chest. I started undoing the hooks of her blouse, one by one. My hands were trembling in my haste, then she smiled herself and said, “Wait, I’ll do it,” and she opened her own blouse.

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Now she was wrapped only in a petticoat and nightie, and the rising and falling curve of her chest was clearly visible. I removed the folds of the nightie and freed her breasts. Fair, heavy, firm breasts, with raised nipples that were a deep pink color. I bent down and took one nipple into my mouth. Sister-in-law let out a loud sigh and said, “Uhhhhh… Jackson… this feels so good.” I kept sucking, lightly nibbling with my teeth, circling it with my tongue. My other hand was massaging the other breast, pressing the nipple with my fingers. Her moans grew louder. She was trying to pull her petticoat down, as if she was feeling unbearably hot. I yanked off her petticoat. Now she was standing before me in just a small panty. Her thighs, the curve of her waist, and her navel… everything looked extremely sensual.

I touched her panty; it was wet, completely soaked. She shrank back in embarrassment, but while taking off the panty I said, “No, sister-in-law, now I’ll see everything.” Seeing below made my cock fully hard. A clean, round, lightly haired pussy with pink lips that were shining wet from within. When I touched it with my finger, juices flowed out. Sister-in-law whimpered, “Aaaahhh… for so many days… no one…” I understood how hungry she was. I lowered my head and ran my tongue over the lips of her pussy. She shouted, “Oh… Jackson… what are you doing… but don’t stop.” I started licking her pussy, moving my tongue in and out, lightly grinding against the clit with my teeth. My whole chin was soaked with her juices. She was grabbing my hair and pressing my mouth against her vagina.

While licking her pussy, my cock began aching inside my clothes. I quickly removed my pants and underwear, and my 7-inch hard cock sprang out. As soon as sister-in-law saw my cock, her eyes widened. She said, “So big…” I pulled her toward me and she bent over my cock on her own. She first took it in her hand and stroked it, then slowly began taking it into her mouth. When her warm mouth covered my shaft, it felt like my soul was leaving my body. She started sucking my cock, taking it deep, opening her throat. I was moaning loudly, “Ahhhhh… sister-in-law… amazing.” She caressed the tip of my cock with her tongue, then swallowed it all at once. I was almost about to cum when she stopped me and said, “Not yet, put it in my pussy first.”

I laid her on the bed and lifted her legs up, then pressed my cock against the entrance of her pussy and began rubbing. She was pleading, “Hurry, Jackson, please… put it in.” With one hard thrust, I shoved my entire cock into her wet pussy. The warmth and slickness inside felt incredible. Sister-in-law screamed loudly, “Aaaahhh… yes… fuck me like this.” My cock began moving in and out rapidly, with wet slapping sounds coming from her pussy with every thrust. Her legs were on my shoulders, and her heels were pressing against my back. I kept fucking her hard and saying, “Sister-in-law… your pussy is so tight… this feels so good.” She would reply, “You fuck really well too… uff… harder.” My pelvis was slamming against her pussy, and the room echoed with our moans and the sounds of skin striking skin.

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After fucking her like that for a while, I turned sister-in-law over. Now she was on the bed on her knees and palms. Her round butt was raised, and the slit of her pussy was clearly visible. I came from behind and, holding her waist with one hand and my cock with the other, pushed into her pussy again. The angle of fucking from behind was different; my cock was going in even deeper. Sister-in-law started getting fucked harder, and her screams became louder. “Aaaahhh… Jackson… it’s going too deep… I’ll die.” She was thrusting her ass back toward me, as if she wanted to swallow my cock completely. I grabbed her waist and her hair and pulled her toward me, fucking her even faster. The sight was so arousing that with every stroke I wanted to fuck her harder.

Then I held her waist, turned her around toward me, and sat down at the edge of the bed myself. I pulled sister-in-law into my lap, her legs on both sides of my thighs. In this position she rode my cock from above. She placed the mouth of her pussy over the head of my cock and slowly sat down. Now she was in control of the fucking. She started bouncing up and down, her breasts shaking hard. I took her breasts into my mouth, one hand pressing her back and the other her butt. Sister-in-law was being fucked like a woman possessed, only moans coming from her mouth. “Uhhhhh… such a deep fucking… never had this before…” Her butt was slapping hard against my thighs. Seeing that made darkness cloud my vision.

While fucking in that position, I felt her tighten from inside, the muscles of her pussy gripping my cock. I understood her orgasm was near. I also increased my pace, thrusting hard from my hips into her pussy. And then, sister-in-law screamed, “Yes… yes… it’s coming… aaaahhh…” and her whole body stiffened all at once, then went limp. Feeling her spasms, it became hard for me to hold back my semen too. I held her tightly and with the last few thrusts my cock burst inside her pussy. Hot streams filled her womb. We were both panting heavily, drenched in sweat, clinging tightly in each other’s arms.

We stayed wrapped around each other like that for a while, my cock slowly going soft inside her pussy. Her breath was still hot, her fingers trembling on my neck. After that, when we separated, sister-in-law hid her face in embarrassment. I kissed her lovingly and promised that this secret would always remain ours. After that night, the bond between us only deepened, a bond that was not just of the body, but of the soul too. Every night, every chance we got, we lost ourselves in each other’s arms. Sister-in-law had become completely a lustful woman, asking me for her hunger without any hesitation. And I, the brother-in-law of my dear sister-in-law Emma, was always ready to satisfy every thirst of hers.