Aleya leaned in to her sister and kissed her, softly and looked into her sibling’s dark eyes, knowing whatever naughtiness Angel planned, it would be wonderful for them both. “Have I ever refused my beautiful sister?”
Angel barely had time to outline her scheme before the phones started ringing.
Matt came home from a particularly hard day at the shop. He’d showered just before he left, not liking to come home dirty. All he wanted now was a beer, a meal, some TV and a little fucking with his wildcat of a wife.
He was going to get some of those things, just not in that particular order.
“Angel hon, where are you? You home?” he yelled out.
“No, she’s not.”
Matt turned and saw his sister-in-law standing in the doorway to his bedroom. This wasn’t any Aleya he’d ever seen before though. She was in a black micro-mini that left little to the imagination. She was wearing Angel’s sheer black blouse and trashy stilettos. She’d made herself up much more than normal, looking wilder, raunchier than he knew her to be.
“Okayyy, just what the hell is going on around here?” Matt wanted to know as he walked towards Aleya. She put out her arm and stopped him.
“You men – you and my sometimes idiot husband – have not realized that you have two very sensual, two very wild, two complicated women on your hands. My man likes to make love to me soft and slow and gentle. You like to take a woman, fuck her brains out and have a whore in the bedroom.”
Matt’s mind was being blown, this definitely wasn’t the Aleya he knew from family functions.
“So tonight, Mr. Macho, if you can handle this, you are going to fuck MY brains out and my husband is going to make love to YOUR wife. But it goes no further if you don’t agree. Deal?”
Matt had admired his sister-in-law’s good looks numerous times, he always wondered what she’d be like in bed. And neither he nor Angel were saints, he figured — oh, what the hell?
“Deal. But what if Barry doesn’t go for it?”
“My husband may be a little less – raw then you lover, but he’s no idiot. My sister’s drop-dead amazing and if he can’t see that, I truly am married to an ass. Now, get over here and fuck me, make me your bitch for the night!”
He walked over to Aleya, looked into her dark brown eyes, her lips slightly fuller than Angel’s, her body slightly rounder. She was tinier in stature, but she was desirable, no doubt about it. “So, you wanna be my bitch, baby?” He leaned in and kissed her, hard.
She gripped him to her, her hands holding the back of his head as she pressed his face to hers. She could barely breathe and she took in his scent, manly, smelling slightly of soap. His face was scratchy and he was already pawing at her tits, playing with them roughly, fondling her body and igniting her desires.
His tongue was in her mouth, he was kissing her, her senses reeled, she yelled out “Oh yeah Matty, gonna be your bitch, your whore, gonna have you fuck me and fuck me like a slut!”
Aleya broke the kiss and yanked him forward, sending Matt tumbling to the bed. She wasn’t patient, she ached for a hard cock, a great fucking, she tore off the work shirt he was wearing, she savagely yanked his pants from his body. He wore his boxers and she freed his cock from their confines and looked at it.
My, oh my, isn’t my sister a lucky girl? Aleya thought as she lowered her mouth to the already-pulsating shaft. She took it in one gulp, she and Angel had compared techniques one quiet afternoon, and she learned her sis loved giving blowjobs. She sucked and slurped at Matt’s cock, noisily, inhaling it and licking every vein and cupping his big balls as she sucked.
“Fucking hell woman, keep that up and I’ll come right now!”
She looked up at him, her face lewd and nasty “Oh no stud, I have other plans for that yummy jizz. But right now, I want you to eat some cunt!”
Aleya was more turned on than she had been in some time, her own lewdness was getting to her. She let Matt yank the micro-mini down and off, leaving her pussy bare and exposed. She’d let Angel shave her bald [ and they had a lot of fun after, she remembered with affection ] and hoped it would turn Matt on.
Matt enjoyed his lover’s bald cunt and buried his face in it. He was far more savage than any lover she’d known and she found it immensely arousing. As he ate her out, she knew that once his cock was buried deep in her snatch, she’d be creaming all over his big dick.
What Matt lacked in skill and precision, he made up for in power and animal passion. His big cock was going to feel so good and his licking was almost primal. She was cumming already, his eating her was so – NASTY!
“Okay stud, time to try out that hard cock of yours. You need to fuck me baby, and fuck me like a bitch in heat, because that’s what I am!” There was a deadly, take-no-prisoners glint in her eye that let Matt know Aleya meant business.
She wiggled her – hell, she really did have a great ass, Matt thought – ass at him and he decided to oblige her. “Take it ALL off, okay?” he instructed as she removed th blouse. She was about to remove the stilettos, but Matt stopped her. “Nah – I like the heels, they stay, okay slut?”
Aleya was pleased that Matt was getting into this and nodded back as she faced the headboard. She heard a slight grunt from Matt, felt her pussy walls open and he was in her.
FUCK!, he was so big, so hard and FUCK!, this felt so good and his dick, screwing her and pounding her and FUCK!, Aleya wanted this kind of punishment to go on all night.
Matt was really putting it to her, giving her all the cock she could ever want, she felt him hit bottom in her tight, wet pussy, she felt his cock expand as she took all his manhood. “Yeah, yeah, YEAH, keep fucking me, you hard-cocked bastard, that’s it, make me FEEL it!” she yelled as he continued drilling her.
Matt was having the time of his life. She was slightly tighter than Angel, she was even louder, there were slight differences in the way they moved that turned him on. He’d never forget this night, fucking his sister-in-law like a horny slut, and he knew she was loving it!
“You like it, baby? You like getting all this good, hard dick, don’t you, slut? Want more of my good, hard, fuckin’ cock, don’t you?”
“Yes, oh yeah, such a good cock, such a good hard cock, fucking my slutty cunt! Give it to me, give my cunt a good fucking!” Inwardly, Aleya was grateful for all the practice she’d had with her Phone Sex job, she could tell her whorish attitude was really turning Matt on.
He was pounding her pussy with short, jabbing strokes, his hands on her hips, she could feel every slap of his body against hers. “Good baby, fuck my slutty cunt, that’s it, fuck your little whore, fuck me good!” Aleya yelled. An added turn-on, he was fucking her bareback, Barry had decided they weren’t ready for kids yet. Consequences were the furthest thing from Aleya’s mind, all her slutty body wanted was fucking, wild, savage fucking!
She felt a few more jabs, then a slight spasm. “No baby, don’t cum in my pussy!” she yelled, pulling away from him. She grabbed his thick cock in her tiny hand and put it deep in her mouth. That was all it took, Matt flooded her mouth with his creamy jizz, something Barry would never have considered. The kinkiness of it all got to Aleya and her pussy overflowed with her own climax.
As they huffed and puffed – “You’re not getting off that easily, baby!” she told him – Aleya wondered how Angel had fared with Barry?
Barry came home after a very long day. He and the accountants had been going over the books, cash was going to be tight for a while longer. He was pleased that he and Aleya had decided to wait a while longer for kids, they could barely afford to keep a cat.
All Barry wanted is a nice, relaxing evening. He thought perhaps he’d take Aleya to that steakhouse they liked, have a few drinks and then, he’d share a nice bath with his lovely wife. Yeah, that sounded nice.
He walked into their home, all the lights were low and soft music was playing in the background, Luther Vandross, he realized.
“Aleya, honey?”
“No.”
He turned around at the sound of the voice. Reclining on the plush leather sofa was Angel, his sister-in-law. This was not the Angel he was used to, however.
This Angel was sensual, lovely and alluring. She’d changed her hair somewhat, it fell in a loose wave, slightly covering one eye. She wore a little less makeup, less the vamp, more the seductress. She was wearing a long, scarlet satin peignoir, slit up one side and showing a nice expanse of leg. Her voice was softer and she smelled wonderful.
“Umm …. hi Angel. What are you doing here?” Barry asked, somehow, her presence was making him jittery.
She poured him a Martini from a silver flask and then, one for herself. Clinking her glass to his, Angel said “I’m here to seduce you, brother-in-law.”
Barry nearly choked on his drink. “I don’t think I heard you right.”
Angel smiled and took another sip of her Martini. “You heard me fine, lover. My husband, as great a fuck as he is, isn’t much in the `making love’ department. You baby, are sometimes too gentle. So Als and I are playing a little switcheroo. I am going to make love with you, Aleya is going to get fucked – but good – by my husband.”
Barry’s eyes went wide in shock and amazement. This was the craziest thing he’d ever heard. “And what happens if I DON’T go along with this crazy little scheme?”
She sipped another little bit and said “I’d call Als and tell her no, but if I know my hubby and my sister, it might be too late. Come on darling – you can’t look at me and tell me I’m not desirable.”
Barry looked at her again, with new eyes. No, he couldn’t say that. Angel was lovely, he felt a slight tingle in his crotch. He could have her, explore her lush curves, feel those long legs wrapped around him – all with Aleya’s blessing? Barry was no fool, he decided he’d go for it.
“So, just what do I have to do to start this evening off?”
“Come over here and give us a kiss.”
He did just that. Her lips were soft against his, barely a whisper. He sought more, but she pulled away with a soft giggle.
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