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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Perfect Andrea, my Sister-n-law by Martin Miller (mmiller67@hotmail.com) (Edited by Kathy - The Kristen Archives) I must confess that I have always fantasized about my sister-in-law Andrea. She generally has always stayed in great shape by running and exercising, and has a great body naturally. I would often see her come home from exercising, wearing short shorts and a T-shirt, and wonder what she was like in bed. We had many of the same hobbies like running and weights and sometimes we even worked out together. Seeing her in T-shirts and sweatshorts helped fuel my fantasies. Andrea has one of those tan hardbody's that appear perfect. I've watched her exercising in shorts and wondered who someone could have such perfect skin and muscle tone. She always seems to be able to maintain a rather dark tan all over her firm body. I guess running 5 miles every day and working out regularly must help her keep so fit. My folks died when Steve was 22, leaving him to take care of me. I moved in with him and Andrea in my junior year of High school. That's why I fell in lust with Andrea, I was around that perfect being all of the time and unlike a parent she was only a few years older than I was. We even flirted a little with each other. She was an angel to even look at me twice and I was grateful for any attention back then. When I was in my senior year of high school, my brother was working evenings, and then the news came that he had an accident. A drunk driver ran a red light and hit him directly in the door. We prayed together and then grieved together when he died three days later. Since I had no other family, I continued to live with Andrea. As I've already said, she was only a few years older than I was and I loved her so. I knew that I loved her as much as any sister but didn't think she had feelings for me like that until the school year was almost up. Then she showed me how she felt too. When I came home from school one day, she was in the back yard, sunning herself. She didn't hear me approach, and I stood and watched her for a long time. She was wearing a white bikini, and had pulled the back up into the cheeks of her ass to eliminate as much tan line as possible. From that vantagepoint I could see wisps of pubic hair peeking out the side of the suit. The straps of the bikini top were untied and she was face down, and appeared to be asleep. She stirred as I approached her from the front, lifting up slightly, exposing the tops and sides of her well shaped tanned breasts. "Oh, Bobby," she said, "I didn't think that you would be home so soon." Appearing a little embarrassed, she tied her top securely, although as she was bent over, her perfect mounds still hung out of the bikini top. She got up, grabbed her towel, and headed toward the back door. "I have dinner in the oven," she explained, "so I thought I might take in some sun." In her haste to cover her top half, she had neglected to pull the bottoms out of her crack, so I couldn't help but stare as her wonderful ass swayed back and forth with each slow step that she took. I realized that I had a raging hard-on. When we got into the house, she excused herself to change out of her bikini, while I went to my room to put away my books. As I passed the master bedroom on my way back down the hall, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar, and paused. Looking inside, I could see that she was still removing her bikini, very slowly. As she took the top off, she paused, fondling her breasts. Her delicate hands cupped them, and pressed them together. She then brought her fingers to each nipple, gently circling them several times before pinching each nipple, one at a time. I saw her mouth form an "Oh!" as she continued to massage them. Slowly, her hands glided down over her tanned flat stomach, massaging it as they went, riding smoothly over the remnants of suntan oil. As her left hand remained on her stomach, her right continued into her swimsuit bottom, to her pussy. I could see that she had made contact with her pussy and she arched her back, looked up at the ceiling, and then pinched her eyes closed. I stood there in shock and lust, wondering how it would feel to have my hand massaging that little piece of heaven. My boner was so stiff it actually hurt now. She continued to massage her pussy beneath her suit for some time, then began to slowly remove the bottoms. Sitting on the bed, she glided the suit down, past her muscled thighs. I stopped breathing when her pussy, wet as an ocean, glistened from the sun light entering her window. Well covered with a silky brown bush, it was parted far enough to reveal a plump set of lips, covered with her juices. As she finished removing her suit, she slid up on to the bed, more readily within my view. Lifting her knees and bringing her feet to her buttocks, she spread her legs completely, to allow her fingers access to her cunt. She very delicately caressed the area around her pussy, only occasionally brushing her fiery pink lips with her fingers, and shuddering each time that she did. My breath burst forth as I realized I was becoming faint from lack of oxygen. But it seemed that my eyes wouldn't blink for fear of missing something important. This was a dream come true, actually watching beautiful Andrea masturbating, and in front of me! She gradually moved her hand toward the center of her pussy, then expertly spread her pussy lips, massaging them up and down with her first and third fingers. Occasionally, she allowed the second finger to caress her clit, causing her entire body to shake with lust, as she emitted a throaty moan. Pausing briefly, she reached over to her night table, to get her suntan oil, and, in the process, moved out of my line of sight. Figuring that she was beyond paying attention to the details around her, I opened the door a little bit further, so that I would be able to see the entire room. The squeak that the door made caught her attention briefly, as she looked up blankly, but didn't seem to see me. Going back to her oil, she popped the top of it, and applied it liberally to her front, from neck to torso, and began to massage it in. Her entire gorgeous body now glistened before me as she writhed on her bed, covering her smooth skin with oil. Rolling over on her hands and knees, she reached back between her legs, and thrust two fingers deep into her cunt, grazing her anus with another. After massaging both holes for some time, she inserted her forefinger full into her ass, while simultaneously finger-fucking her pussy her left hand on the headboard while her right had its way with her. She moaned excitedly as her rhythm increased gradually along with her intensity. Her hand was now rubbing her pussy violently, as her hips bucked in time with her fingers. Her breasts were now bouncing violently as her body rocked up and down, back and forth. Her breathing was heavy, and her moaning more frequent and loud. I'm sure that I could have entered the room unnoticed at this point, but I didn't. I continued to watch her until she slumped, motionless onto the bed, and left for the living room to turn on the television, so that I could pretend that I had been watching it the whole time. After a few minutes, I heard her in the kitchen, rattling pans, getting ready for dinner. She called me in shortly thereafter, and I went to the kitchen to eat. Andrea was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and I couldn't help but think about how she had looked without them on. It wasn't until she got under the light at the kitchen table that I could clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples showed clearly through in that light, and I stared at them the entire time I helped her set the table. Dinner was a casserole that she had fixed, and we exchanged the typical small talk throughout. She asked about school and work, and I provided the usual boring answers. When she got up from the table to get more milk, I noticed that the buttons on the sides of her running shorts were unbuttoned all the way up, revealing even more of her long, bronze, smooth legs as she walked. When she bent over to reach into the refrigerator, she seemed to purposefully bend at the waist, lifting the rear flap on her shorts. She clearly was not wearing panties beneath those shorts, and I could see the better part of her left ass cheek. I was getting harder by the second, and it was difficult to keep from staring at her body throughout the rest of the meal. I helped her clean up the dishes, and my horniness subsided for the time being. I went to my room to study for a while, and had forgotten about the whole thing, for the time being, when she knocked on my door. When she came in, I could see that she still hadn't buttoned up the side of her shorts. When she sat down on my bed and crossed her legs, I could see her lovely, tan leg all the way to her hip, and she knew it. "I'm sore from my work-out today," she began. "Would you mind giving me a massage?" I could see where this was going, and immediately got a raging hard-on just thinking about it. I told her I wouldn't mind doing anything for her, and approached her on the bed. Sitting down behind her, I began to massage her shoulders through her T-shirt, eventually gliding one side down off of her shoulder. Her skin was smooth and dark, with no tan line, due to her sunbathing with her top down. As I massaged, she rolled her head from side to side. "Mmmmmmmm...that feels great," she purred, "just let me get this off, OK?" She reached down and removed her T-shirt so that I could access both of her shoulders and her back. Her back was smooth, but defined and tight from working out. I was almost shaking with my need for her now. I had never imagined that something like this might happen. With her sitting topless so close to my sweaty hands was driving me absolutely crazy. I rubbed her back, around her shoulder blades, and she continued to moan in comfort. Gradually, I reached around her sides, and, as she raised her arms slightly to allow me greater access, I began to massage the sides of her breasts. "Oh, yessssss Bobby," she whispered, "that's very nice." Her back began to arch as I cupped her breasts, much as I had seen her do to herself only hours before. Her firm, ripe melons felt wonderful in my hands, and her nipples grew harder and harder as I continued to stroke them. She leaned back against me as I began to concentrate on her nipples, lying her head back against my shoulder. Again, simulating what she had showed me before, I pinched her nipples, lightly at first, and one at a time, gradually squeezing tighter and simultaneously. Her back continued to arch against me as I enslaved her tits, and I soon turned her around to face me, giving her a deep, wet kiss, a kiss like I had never shared with any girl before. Her mouth was white hot as our lips met. We began by just barely touching our lips together, simultaneously teasing each others' mouths. Her hot breath on my face had me near an internal nuclear explosion, and she knew it. When our tongues met, they gently encircled one another, each occasionally retreating to the sanctity of its own mouth, only to return for more. As I backed off momentarily to remove my shirt, I got full view of her wonderful body. As she lay back on my bed, she slowly spread her legs, affording me a glorious view of her beautiful pussy. Though my cock was aching to enter that cavern of delight, I couldn't help but go down for a better look, which was, of course, exactly what she wanted. Her neatly trimmed brown bush was even more beautiful up close, and I noticed her shudder when my warm breath met it. Though she was still wearing her shorts, I was in no hurry to remove them. Sliding the crotch to the side, I could feel that she was soaking wet with desire. I continued to massage her upper thighs, gradually moving my hands up, around her pussy, being very careful not to touch her lips. By this time, her hands were wrapped around the bedposts, her eyes were clenched shut, and her hips were bucking like the finest rodeo bull. When my fingers finally reached her pussy lips she began to cry out in passion. "Oh, God, fuck me, Bobby! Please fuck me hard!" I moved my face full into her awaiting box, sending my tongue deep into her cave while sucking her clit for all I was worth. I had never done anything like this before but I somehow knew that it was what Andrea wanted me to do. And I wanted to do it, even if I wasn't sure what I was doing. I followed the rhythm of her squirming hips, repeatedly driving my tongue in as deep as possible, and continued to suck at her hot pussy lips. Suddenly she began a different motion: a shuddering vibration that was as violent as it was wonderful. When her love juices came flooding out, they covered the lower half of my face, and soaked what little dry area her shorts had left. After she stopped thrusting at my face I climbed back up to face her, and she began to gratefully lick her cum off of my face. After a few moments of recuperation, she was back in action. She lifted her ass off the bad and removed her pants, while I, automatically, removed mine. "Lie down," she commanded. I quickly obeyed. Slowly, she sat down, straddling my eager cock. Her hot cunt felt like fire, as it gradually immersed all of me. Upon swallowing my penis whole, she resumed her earlier hip action, yanking my cock every which way in the process. As she bucked, her fabulous firm breasts swayed and bounced in time with her hips. I could feel my blood pressure rising as she lowered her body to mine. She knew that I was near orgasm, and quickened the pace. Riding at a violent pace now, she continued to drive my cock deep within her. Our by now sweat-soaked bodies slid against each other smoothly until I couldn't take any more. Simultaneously, her legs quaked and shivered and she let out another orgasmic scream. I felt the most intense orgasm of my life as I filled Andrea's perfect body with my come. Afterward Andrea continued to lay on top of me and we kissed, fondled and fucked each other, for the rest of the night. We have shared similar sessions together since then, but I will never forget that first night I spent with sister-n-law. Now my wife of twelve years. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 11