My Sister-in-Law

I've been married to Magda for 10 years and she has a sister, Vaso... a stunning woman with everything, she generally likes it and sometimes she shows it. Census day and almost everyone was at their homes or where they wanted to be counted. The previous day my wife had gone to the village with my in-laws and they said since they went, they'd stay for three days. I'm home alone and there's a knock at the door and it's my sister-in-law Vaso. So I open and there's Vaso the census taker with her briefcase and a bag. And with the mere thought that Magda isn't home I've gone crazy. Coffees blah blah we talk about this and that regarding the census, nothing. Vaso tells me she left me for last so she could rest a bit too.

I'm in my underwear and a t-shirt on top. Vaso in a little white mini skirt and a t-shirt without a bra and her nipples erect. As she sat across from me, with every change of leg (crossing them), her white little panties were visible. Hold on, I say to myself, I'll act like I'm comfortable and I'm not paying attention. As I was sitting, I open my legs and deliberately let something from my underwear show, so I could see her reaction. Then she started the census and began asking questions and I started answering. And while things had taken a flow, I see out of the corner of my eye her taking a peek between my legs. Me talking, I kept opening them more and more. I see her and she changes color but her eye... stuck there, between my thighs. I sit cross-legged and let the whole system have come out, supposedly on its own. Her phone rings and the situation defuses. I hear her talking to her census supervisor and she tells her she can bring the forms tomorrow morning to the statistics office, to headquarters. The whole time she was talking I was supposedly comfortable, one moment cross-legged and the next I'd open my legs. She hangs up the phone and continues the questions.

- Wait, she tells me, one moment to go to the bathroom and we continue.

- Do you want coffee? I ask her, I only drink French press, do you want some?

- Yes.

Vaso in the bathroom and me in the kitchen.

I'm losing my mind, I think what to do, how to react, what to say to her. Difficult position. I think, let it go and wherever it goes on its own. The coffee ready, Vaso still in the bathroom, I call out if she wants anything else, no she says and I go to the living room. After a little while she comes and sits in her place.

- Have you ever put whiskey in your coffee she asks me?

- No.

- Put some and you'll love it she tells me, put some in mine too.

I go to the bar and bring Jack, she drinks half the coffee in one go and fills the rest with whiskey, same for me.

- Bullshit... all day on the streets for no reason, she says. I'm a wreck, what do you say I take a bath?

- Why not, I say, you know where the bathroom is. Make yourself at home. I'll go down to get cigarettes.

I go down and my mind is on what will happen I wonder. I get the cigarettes, two blocks walk for thought and immediately after, back up. I open and I hear the shower running... she's inside, I think. She heard the door and tells me, I'm done, if you want the bathroom. Ok I say. She comes out with Magda's bathrobe and goes to the bedroom, where she had left her clothes. She closes it. Me like an idiot waiting for what? you say? Nah... impossible. A shower would bring me to my senses. I think. I go for a shower. I call out. I finish the shower and come out. Vaso still inside. I put on my underwear and sit in the armchair. I hear her telling me...

- The dress I had in the bag. I had brought it for Magda, but I think it's quite transparent... don't you think?

- Let me see... and I take her in front of the balcony door and what do I see?... it was so transparent I could see everything from inside and the most shocking... Vaso wasn't even wearing her panties.

- Are you kidding? I ask. The moment you go out like that, everyone will want to fuck you. Everything shows, Vaso, everything.

- Meaning what shows, Fotis? If I throw something over it, it'll be fine.

- But underneath? Everything shows, I tell her. Why don't you wear it, take a walk and see what you'll hear from the horny guys, who will be ready to tear you apart? She laughs and tells me...

- You're exaggerating. Who would want to tear me apart?... I wish, but where are they, Fotis, are you kidding?

That's what I was waiting for and I start saying what came to my horny brain at that moment.

- Me kidding, where are you a hunk and sorry? what are you missing? your tits, your ass, your legs? I think you're a perfect woman, whom all men dream of in their beds. You have the perfect mouth the perfect lips. You walk and everyone melts, young and old. What do you think a man needs to get turned on by you?

- You're exaggerating, but you know something "I like"... to be liked... to have them stick to me on the street... not dirty words, but it turns me on.

"Listen," she tells me, "what happened to me the other day, when the taxis were on strike I took the bus home. The bus packed, I barely managed to get on. At some point the bus stops, waiting for the strikers' march to pass. Jostling-jostling I found myself in the middle of the bus. I'm holding a handrail... like this" (and she goes to the kitchen entrance where I have a fixed pull-up bar) and pretends she was holding the handrail on the bus. "You come from behind, to see what a man did to me, about your age." I go behind her, but at a distance... she turns and grabs me by the ass and pushes me towards her, closer... "come close." Contact is made and she starts moving her ass up, down, right, left, saying, that the bus finds potholes. My dick has started to rise she realizes it and does it more intensely. I rest my dick on her ass cheeks and I'm in heaven. My underwear has become a tent. She says, "what was I to do, Fotis, scream, shout, give him a slap?" "And what did you do?" I ask her full of fake curiosity. "I turned and we came face to face" and she turns and sticks to me again. "Like this," she tells me. "The bus finally starts," she tells me, "I lose my balance and let go of the handrail and this gentleman, offers me his arm and I hold onto it, he was holding the handrail. Like this..." and she takes my hand and puts it on the pull-up bar. At Vaso's height, half a head shorter than my height. I feel my dick on her belly. I wonder what I'm doing and where this will lead. "Look," she tells me, "you look at the ceiling, like he did." I look at the ceiling. Vaso slowly slowly begins to move, rubbing my dick on her belly, she rises on her tiptoes and tries to bring her pussy to the same line as my cock... after many attempts she succeeds.

Me at the ceiling and Vaso on my dick. With the back and forth, my dick had popped out and I feel her hand caressing it, grabbing my balls at the same time.

- Fotis, I feel, that I should stop.

- Well, Vasso, what was he doing, nothing, just staring at the sky of the city? And you stayed in that position until you got off?

- Yes, what could I do? Of course, I could feel his dick on me, but I think it was a consequence of the contact. Now, though, I understand and feel that it's a consequence of our fantasy.

- So are we sleeping now, I ask.

- No, my dear, but... what can I do? Now that you've become like this, how can I fix it?

- You won't do anything, leave it to me, and I take her in my arms and take her to the living room.

The whole time I was taking her, she shook me with kisses on my neck, with bites. I leave her on the couch and before I do anything, she does this and grabs my dick and puts it in her mouth. That was... I thought, perfect blowjob and sucking on my balls, I'm dying of horniness. I try to pull back... but where?... she won't let go of my dick for anything. I bend down and start rubbing her clit, putting a finger in her pussy too, which was a lake of wetness. About a quarter of an hour of this. Foti, I say to myself, pounce on her slutty pussy... she's waiting for you. I start licking from her toes, putting them in my mouth. She goes crazy, starts shouting "stop, stop, you're killing me." Slowly I climb up and reach outside her wonderful pussy that's waiting for me. I lick her clit and fuck her with my tongue, I wet my finger and at the same time try to give her a finger in the ass, I feel her guiding me, moving her ass, I find her asshole. Pain, pleasure and swearing from Vasso. I lick her clit and think I'm the master of the universe, I fuck with my tongue and she's gone crazy, more and more me. Unable to take the licking anymore, she pulls away abruptly after about twenty minutes and I see her bright red with tears in her eyes. "What happened?" I ask. "Nothing, everything's fine," she tells me, "I'm just thinking about Magda, who's having a good time with you and I'm jealous."

I open her legs and I'm ready to fuck her and she tells me, "I want you to take me from behind, but slowly, because it's the first time and it will hurt. I want you to fuck me and remember it forever." "Whatever you want, my girl," bring Vaseline. I turn her on all fours and start putting Vaseline on her ass, putting a finger inside her too. Moaning with the pillow in her mouth. I prepare her and I shove it into her ass... tight asshole, but slowly it starts accepting my big dick. Oh, Fotis, what kind of horniness is this? you're fucking the pussy you like and from the ass too, I think.

- Don't cum inside my ass, she tells me, I want to taste your fluids.

- Okay, got it, my slut, I tell her.

- Fotis, I haven't been fucked since Stefanos is in Germany (Stefanos is her husband, but very boring).

I take my dick out of her ass and go to the bathroom to wash it, for the final fuck. As I return, I see her caressing herself and telling me, "come on, fucker, come on, fucker, tear my slutty pussy apart, it's waiting for you." Before I do anything, her phone rings. She answers and says... "Come on, Matina, I'll finish in about an hour, I'm at my brother-in-law's... you want an appointment? okay, call here... it's 23... I'm hanging up." It was Matina, a friend... she'll call here now. I'm left with my dick in my hand, literally. The phone rings and I answer, it's Matina. She comes and talks with her friend, while at the same time rubbing my big dick, which had gone soft. I get on all fours and again lick her pussy. She talks and moans from horniness, all yes, maybe, possibly, no, I don't know... me devoted to her little pussy. She hangs up the phone and starts the fuck I so desired. I killed her, she killed me, I cum, I scream, she pulls away and takes it to her lips, waiting for my sperm... "cum, my fucker... cum...". I cum, she sucks it, swallows it and the last bit she put in her open ass. She didn't let a drop go to waste, all inside, she sucked my marrow.

- Shall we go for a shower?

- Let's go.

- You know, Fotis... Matina is a lesbian and lately she's been wanting to get fucked by a man.

- You, Vasso, have you been with her?

- No, and she respects that. I like a live dick, while she doesn't... but lately she wants to hook up with someone, but no love and flowers.

- And you're thinking of me, Vasso?

- Yes, because I know you and she's a nice girl, I'm telling you.

- Maybe things will get complicated and it's not right, don't forget there's also Magda.

- Don't worry about it.

- So there will be an appointment for me and Matina to fuck?

- Yes. Is that bad?;;;

- I don't know; what do you say? where will you be? what will you do?

- You'll see...

We finished the shower and as she was leaving, she gave me a kiss and what a kiss.