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  My Beautiful Young Sister-Wife

  John E. Jay

  Copyright 2011 John E. Jay, all rights reserved

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  All characters in this work of fiction are at least eighteen years old. Nothing in this story is intended to depict any person living or dead and any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental.

  It was just two weeks after I began the strangest affair I had ever heard of that I began another chapter in my sex life. I went home that Saturday afternoon because my mother had planed a big bash for my sister Emily’s eighteenth birthday. While I was visiting that weekend I discovered the love of my life. It took my sister a few hours to convince me I should believe it but almost sixty years later I know she had it right all along.

  The strange affair I mentioned began when my good friend and coworker, Ron Shivers invited me to dinner at his house one Friday afternoon just before quitting time. He said his wife was making her special Italian dinner and her spaghetti sauce was to die for if you liked Bolognaise. I loved meat sauce and I told him that was my favorite.

  All I was expecting was a good home cooked meal. I got that but I also got much more than food that night. I got a lot of hot sex with his cute young wife Connie and later I hooked up with Connie’s sister Clara for more hot sex. The two sisters are among the most beautiful women I have ever met.

  My good friend Ronald Shivers and his cute young wife, Connie had concocted an unbelievable arrangement in order to try to have children. They had decided that he would invite me to their house for dinner and she would seduce me and I would impregnate her. She was supposed to entice me with her beautiful body and arouse me to the point that I would fuck her and get her pregnant. All this was necessary in their way of thinking because Ron was sterile. The plan worked well and almost immediately I was hooked on Connie.

  I was fucking her supposedly just to get her pregnant. That was the premise they had in mind when they invited me to dinner and she easily seduced me, but almost from the beginning we were involved emotionally. I fucked her the first time because she was very attractive and very willing and also because my friend Ron approved. Before the first overnight session was finished I was falling in love with her and she was returning my feelings strongly.

  We both knew that Ron had not intended for us to become romantically attached. From his perspective I was just performing the physical act necessary to impregnate her so that she could have children and their parents could have grandchildren and she was a passive participant. There was nothing emotional about it. It was completely Ok with him for us to enjoy it in fact he encouraged me to enjoy fucking his wife but I don’t think he was expecting it to turn out the way it did.

  I’m not sure he would have embarked on the scheme if he had thought it all the way through and realized that if the casual sexual activity he envisioned led to emotional attraction, as it very well might, he would have to share his wife with me over a long period of time. Of course that’s exactly what happened.

  We’re no longer regularly having sex together. I moved away from the town where she lives and our couplings became spaced further apart but we have continued the affair for almost sixty years and I suppose you could say we’re still having an affair since I fuck her whenever she comes for a visit although that isn’t very often these days.

  She’s in her late seventies and I’m in my early eighties now. We have four children together and I think at last count we had ten grandchildren and eight great grand children. I’m not in close contact with Connie these day so I’m not sure about how many grandchildren and great grandchildren we have now.

  When I started fucking Connie I had no idea that it might turn into a long term affair. I was completely willing to fuck her under the arrangement Connie explained to me or whatever arrangement they came up with for however long it took to for me to get her pregnant, as long as Ron was Ok with it. The sex was indescribably good and we were totally compatible both sexually and emotionally right from the start.

  We greatly enjoyed each other sexually and decided to continue our new found relationship after she became pregnant. Connie had decided to lay down the law and reluctantly Ron had agreed to her demand that she be allowed to spend time with me whenever she wanted me to fuck her. I continued to fuck her regularly. That story is told in “My Friend’s Cute Young Wife” which you may want to read if you like this story.

  Anyway, after the third Friday overnight with Connie I left her earlier than I had the previous Saturdays. I had to go home to visit my mother because my sister was celebrating her eighteenth birthday that Saturday. My mother and sisters lived near a town about eighty miles away from the town where Connie and I were living.

  After the birthday celebration was over and all Emily’s friends had left. The assembled relatives and friends were settling down to a quiet after party in the living room. I told the crowd that I was very tired and needed to rest. I said that even though it was only eight-thirty, I wanted to go to my old room and retire for the night.

  My mother said, “Oh Danny I don’t want you to do that. I’m sorry I haven’t cleaned your room recently. You should sleep in my bed you would be a lot more comfortable.” I knew what that meant and under normal circumstances would have eagerly taken her to bed and fucked her all night. We had been in a sexual relationship since about three months before my father died when I was barely eighteen. That was six years ago and we were still having sex together fairly regularly. I would fuck her whenever she wanted it when I came to visit. She usually wanted me to spend at least one night in her bed when I came home for a visit.

  I protested saying, “That’s Ok mom my bed will be fine. I don’t mind if the room is a little dusty.” I was letting her know that I wasn’t up for our usual all night sexual romp.

  She said, “I haven’t gotten around to changing the sheets or cleaning up the room so I don’t want you to sleep there. I want you to be comfortable. You can use my bed tonight.” She was telling me that she was going to have her way with me so I should quit arguing. “You’ll be much more comfortable in my bed in my room where it’ll be much quieter.”

  I knew what she really meant was that she wanted me to fuck her in her own bed and wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer. I decided to give in gracefully so I said, “Alright mom but I really need to get some sleep so I want to go to bed right away.”

  She said, “It will only take a minute to change the sheets on my bed and you can sleep there. I’ll clean up your room and change the sheets on your bed and I’ll sleep there tonight. I’ll change the sheets again in the morning so you can sleep there if you want to stay over tomorrow night.” I knew that meant she was expecting me to fuck her again tomorrow night. I wasn’t at all unhappy about that. I thought I’d be recharged by then.

  I had intended to go back to my condo tomorrow and maybe invite Connie over for the night but I couldn’t refuse my mother. She had done so much for me including introducing me to sex and teaching me almost all of what I knew about how to please a woman sexually. That instruction was what enabled my robust and very happy sex life. I’d never had a complaint from any woman I’d fucked.

  Besides all that she was my mother and I wanted to make her happy. I never refused to do whatever she wanted if I was
able to do it. It also helped that she was still a very beautiful MILF with a terrific body and a wonderfully tight pussy that I loved to fuck.

  I knew I was lucky that she wanted me to fuck her. She could have had any number of men if she had chosen to make herself available, but she preferred having me fuck her. I was flattered that she wanted me and proud of the fact that I had been her only sexual partner for the past six years. That had to mean that I had satisfied her sexually.

  I thought about the first time that I had fucked her. She had gone without sex for nearly a year after my father got sick with terminal cancer before she came to my room late one night―technically it was very early in the morning around three o’clock―and turned on the light. She had waited until she thought my sister Emily who was twelve at the time would be sound asleep.

  I awakened suddenly to find my mother standing in the door to my bedroom. She was wearing a beautiful robe that came down to about mid thigh showing off a lot of her beautiful legs. It opened slightly as she sat down on the edge of my bed and I could see that she wasn’t wearing much under it. She had on just a bra and some very skimpy panties.

  I was very excited. I had never seen her naked body before even though I had tried many times to catch her coming out of the bathroom. She had always been careful to avoid showing herself to me. She always put on at least a robe in the bath room before she came out. I thought that I would see her naked before long and that thought made my cock really hard.

  I had been really wanting to fuck my mother for the past three years and I had slipped into her room and jerked off in her dirty underwear many times. In fact earlier that same day she came to me, I had been in her room and had jerked off twice using a pair of her soiled panties that smelled like her pussy and got a lot of my cum on them. I had carefully buried the panties in the laundry hamper like I always did when I finished.

  She asked me to hold her in my arms and soon she began kissing me. She wasn’t kissing me like a mother kisses her child, not like she had kissed me before. She was kissing me the way I kissed the girls I tried to seduce only better. She was kissing me passionately, hungrily. She was arousing me more than any of the girls I had kissed ever had. Her lips were soft and yielding and her tongue was in my mouth demanding that my tongue play with it.

  When she stopped kissing me she told me that she needed me to help her. She said she needed me to satisfy her sexual appetite. She said she hadn’t had sex for over ten months since my father had been too sick to fuck her and that she couldn’t stand it any longer. Now that I was eighteen, she said, she had decided I was old enough to fuck her and she wanted it very much. She said that she was sure that I wanted to fuck her too.

  I was a little surprised that she said she was sure I wanted to fuck her. I thought I had always been careful. She may have noticed that I was looking at her legs when she wore short-shorts, and she may have caught me looking down her front when she had a loose low cut top on, but I didn’t think I had been so obvious that she would know I wanted to fuck her.

  A little uncertainly but very sincerely, I said sure I’ll be happy to fuck you but that surely she could find plenty of men who would fuck her and probably marry her when my father died, but she said no I want you, I know I can trust you and it’s safer. I don’t want any complications. That had made me very happy. The thought that she thought I could satisfy her sexually was intoxicating. I vowed to myself that I would please her or kill myself trying.

  She took off her robe and stood in front of me in her bra and panties. I know I must have had a shit eating grin on my face. I didn’t know what to say. She said, “I want you to take my bra off and play with my breasts Danny. I know you like my under wear and I thought you’d like to take it off and play with my tits and my pussy before you fuck me.

  I must have looked at her funny because she said, “Oh Danny Don’t look like you’re so shocked. I’ve been washing the bras and panties you’ve used the jack off for years now. I know you’d like to play with my body instead of having to settle for the underwear that covered the parts you wanted to play with.

  “I’ve noticed that you usually picked panties that had a lot my pussy juice in the crotch. I guess you liked the smell. I’m sure that knowing what was on the panties came out of my pussy turned you on. It made your cock get hard didn’t it Danny?

  “Can you smell me now Danny? Is your cock getting hard? I know it is and I love it. I want your hard cock deep inside my pussy. My pussy is very wet and I know you can smell it, but this time you don’t have to settle for my soiled panties. This time you can have my wet pussy. I want you to have it Danny.”

  I got out of bed and went to her. I didn’t know what to say. I blushed and stammered, “God mom I’m sorry I messed up your panties. I only messed up ones that were in the dirty clothes hamper or in your bathroom on the floor. They were already soiled. I didn’t think you’d notice.”

  She smiled at me and said, “Who do you think does the laundry around here Danny? Didn’t you think that I might wonder why I kept finding my panties in the bottom of the hamper all wadded up and sticky with your cum? Didn’t it occur to you that I might remember that I had worn those panties the day before when I had been very aroused by your father and got the crotch of my panties wet with my pussy juice before I was able to get him into the bedroom to fuck me? I remember things like that and I knew they went into the hamper when it was almost full.

  “I notice things like panties at the bottom of the hamper that should be on top and lots of sticky cum in my panties that are all balled up like they were used to clean your cum off your cock after you jerked off on them.

  “It wasn’t hard to figure out that someone was jerking off and squirting his cum on my panties Danny and it wasn’t hard to guess whose cum it was since I knew your father was getting the real thing from me whenever he wanted it. He was fucking me regularly and I knew where his cum was going―it was going deep inside my pussy every time. He didn’t need to jack off in my underwear. He didn’t need to jack off at all!

  “If I hadn’t already known before he got sick, it would have been obvious these last ten months when your father was so sick and weak that he couldn’t get it up at all. I knew it had to be your cum in my panties Danny. There was no one else it could be. It had to be you.”

  I was very embarrassed by what she was saying but still very aroused. I didn’t want her to be angry with me and I didn’t want her to change her mind about letting me fuck her. I began to stammer something about how sorry I was that I jerked off in her panties but she cut me off, “Don’t worry about it Danny. I’m not upset. It kind of turned me on actually. Knowing you wanted to fuck me was a real turn on. It helped me cope during what was a really hard time for me.

  “I felt good knowing a good looking young man wanted me. That was very flattering and I’ll tell you my dirty little secret. I’ve masturbated thinking of you fucking me a lot of nights during the last ten months. I would come home and go look in the hamper to see if you had jerked off after school.

  If the panties I’d put on top, baited with a lot of my pussy juice from when I masturbated the day before, weren’t there I knew they would be in the bottom all sticky with your cum sometimes still warm. I’d take them and lick your cum off them and masturbate. I’m a pretty nasty girl down deep Danny. I love your cum and now I won’t have to lick it off my underwear I can just suck you off and lick it off your cock.

  “You won’t need to use my dirty underwear any more Danny. From now on you’ll be getting my pussy when ever you want it and more importantly when ever I want you to take it. I expect we’ll fuck a lot over the next month or two.

  “I’ve decided I’m going to want you to fuck me for a long time Danny. I want you to be my only sexual partner for as long as you’re willing. I hope you’ll want to fuck me for a long time Danny. The rest of my life I hope.

  “Now take off my bra and play with my tits. I’m horny. I want you to wind me up a little more and then fuck me r
eally hard.”

  I clumsily fumbled with the clasp of her bra but in my agitated state couldn’t manage to get it undone. She reached behind herself and quickly undid the clasp. Her beautiful breasts stood out from her chest and I fondled them while she cooed and pushed herself against my hands.

  Soon she said, “I want it Danny. Take my panties off and fuck me. I’m ready and I can see from the pre cum oozing out of your cock you’re ready too.”

  I was eager to do as she said. I put my thumbs in the waist band of her skimpy panties and slid them down over the curve of her beautiful ass. I stared at her pussy. Her pubic hair was shaved. She was bare except for a little parch of dark hair just above her clit. I pulled her panties all the way down her shapely legs and she stepped out of them letting them drop to the floor.

  I started to reach for her pussy but she climbed onto my bed and laid herself down on her back in the middle of it. She raised her knees and spread her thighs as wide as they would go. I saw her smooth shaven pussy with her juice oozing out of the slit down the middle between the outer lips of her pussy. The realization that I was about to put my cock in that beautiful pussy almost made me lose my load right then before I even got my cock inside her.

  I looked at her in disbelief. My beautiful mother was naked on my bed inviting me to fuck her. I had never seen a completely naked woman in the flesh before. She was magnificent. Her beautiful dark hair was spread out on the bed around her head and her curvaceous body was displayed voluptuously. She was a vision of lovely sexuality.

  Without any further preliminaries I stripped off my pajamas and got on top of her. She didn’t seem to mind my abrupt approach. I had very little idea what to do to arouse a woman and fortunately she didn’t seem to need any further arousal.

  My stiff cock was probing her crotch and I was fumbling down between our bodies trying desperately to get my cock inside her pussy. She reached down took my cock in her hand and carefully guided it into her slit. She found the opening to her vagina and pushed herself up against my cock so that the head entered her. My cock was a tight fit in her pussy but it slid easily into her since her pussy was very wet.