My Bow-Legged Sister-In-Law

My lovely thirty-eight-year-old wife has a thirty-six-year-old sister Angie that had recently been divorced and was once again sowing her wild oats.

Angie was staying with us until she got herself together. That could certainly take a while. Our daughter was away attending college so her bedroom was available.

My wife just laughed it off whenever Angie would walk out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her hair. She certainly was a sexy little thing. Standing five foot two with eyes of blue and barely a hundred pounds. She was every man’s wet dream.

Every time that I got to see Angie naked I would try to get my wife into the bedroom for sex. My wife started enjoying it and even openly suggested that Angie do it more often.

Angie started drinking heavily and dressing like a teenage slut. Her nipples were always hard and the bottom of her ass cheeks were always visible.

Then one Friday night she didn’t come home. In fact we didn’t see Angie again until Sunday evening after dinner.

My wife and I just laughed our asses off when Angie came home. She looked like she had been riding a large horse for several days. As it turned out several large men had been ridden her for several days.

She had run into a professional football player at a bar and then let him take her back to his hotel room for a fuck. After he had finished fucking her he then called a few of his buddies. For two days Angie was their fuck toy. They seemed to like her on her back with her knees up and her feet wrapped around their waists. With their erroneous size, Angie’s pelvis was spread wide and flattened out. Their large cocks stretched her pussy out considerably too. Despite it all Angie said that she would do it again if she got the chance.

Then my wife wanted to see just how stretched out her sister’s pussy was. Angie sat on the couch and leaned back for her. Angie had lost her panties somewhere along the way, probably to the first football player that had fucked her.

I watched as my wife got down between her sister’s legs and reached out. She inserted a finger into Angie’s pussy. That finger was joined by two, three, and finally four other fingers. Then it was joined by two more from the other hand. Finally, my wife took the beer bottle from me, guzzled the last few swallows, and then she shoved the neck into her sister’s pussy. After causing Angie to jump from the sudden impact of the bottleneck with her cervix my wife then turned the bottle around and shoved the base in first. When my wife was done fucking that beer bottle into her sister, only the very top of the neck was showing. Her pussy had closed up around the top of the bottle. It was amazing.

My wife smiled up at me and asked me if I wanted to fuck Angie with the bottle. I sure did. I had even tried to do that to my wife but I had never been successful at it. I got down there and started pulling and pushing that bottle into my sister-in-law. My wife had walked around the couch and was removing Angie’s blouse revealing her bruised breasts. She had been mauled pretty good by those football players but that didn’t stop my wife from abusing her tits some more. Even I reached a hand up and grabbed a hold of one of her tits while I bottle-fucked her.

Angie fell asleep. The poor girl was exhausted from her ordeal. My wife came around and started pawing at my clothes. I left the beer bottle in Angie and started pawing at my wife’s clothes. We fucked right there on the floor at Angie’s feet. We both had pretty good climaxes too.

With the bottle sill in place we managed to get Angie to her bedroom. My wife bound Angie’s knees together with a scarf to prevent the bottle from ejecting itself.

I told my wife that I really wanted a picture of Angie with that beer bottle in her pussy. In fact I wanted that bottle back when Angie was done with it too. She told me to get my camera and then she untied the scarf and even held her sister’s legs open for me. I got more than just one picture and I got my wife in some of them too. Then my wife surprised me by taking the camera and telling me to have some fun with Angie.

I fucked that bottle into her, I grabbed a handful of tit flesh, and I pulled on her nipples really hard until I thought that I would rip her nipples off.

When I told my wife that I wanted to fuck Angie, she told me that it would be better if Angie were awake at the time. I had to agree with her.

In the morning before I went to work my wife woke her sister up. She told Angie that I wanted to fuck her. Angie simply said okay, and then she rolled over and fell back to sleep. I went to work frustrated.

At noon I got a call from Angie telling me that she was sorry for falling asleep and that she would be ready and available for sex when I came home that afternoon.

When I arrived at home my wife said that Angie was waiting for me in our bed. I kissed her and went up the stairs. When I got to my bedroom door it was open and Angie was lying on the bed naked. Candles were lit, soft music was playing, and her hands were tied to the top of the bed. As I undressed she opened her legs wide and I could see that the beer bottle was still inside her.

Angie said, “I understand that you wanted to take some more nude pictures of me and that you wanted this beer bottle as a souvenir. Take anything that you want…pictures, bottles, sex…anything at all.”

That was too easy. I had lusted after my sister-in-law for fifteen years of marriage and here she was tied up and served to me on a silver platter.

I went right down stairs and asked my wife what was going on. She replied, “You have always wanted her. I had a long talk with her today and told her that things were changing. I told her that if she was going to fuck around like a whore that she could get out. Then I told her that she could be your whore and that she could pay for her room and board by letting you fuck her. You get her twice a week so enjoy her…I already have.”

I looked at her and said, “You already have.”

My wife giggled and said, “It was like old times. I used to make her eat my pussy when we were kids. Her tongue felt so good licking my clit that I came twice. Now it’s your turn, go collect half of this week’s rent.”

When I got back up to Angie I said, “This could take all night. The rent is expensive and you are way behind in your payments.”

Angie smiled and said, “If my rent is that far in the rear, then maybe you should start with my rear. Don’t even bother to take that bottle out.”

That was the best offer that I had had in a very long time. After undressing I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders, she lifted her hips off the sheet, and I rammed my cock into her, expecting her to cry out and complain. She didn’t complain one bit. Those football players must have really opened her up.

So as she laid on her back I ravaged her asshole while I thought about every woman that had ever turned me down for anal sex…including my own wife. In fact Angie was the very first woman to ever let me in her back door. I would remember that day for the rest of my life.

I could feel the smooth neck of that beer bottle in her pussy as I slipped in and out of her ass. The hard glass gave it a special feeling to the top of my cock. I wanted to feel what it would be like on the bottom side of my cock, so I simply grabbed her legs and threw them off to one side. She giggled as I easily grabbed her and placed her on her knees in the right position. My cock never left her ass. That was it. My balls would hit that beer bottle on the in stroke and shove it in just enough to make her jump.

I reached under her to grab two handfuls of tittie flesh. She cringed but never asked me to stop or to be more gentle either. So I abused her asshole, I abused her titties, and I kept banging that beer bottle into something that kept making her jump.

Just as I was feeling my balls tighten and threatened to wash the inside of her rectum with cum Angie cried out that she was having an orgasm. I was so concerned with my own pleasure that I had totally forgotten that she might be enjoying it too.

I would never forget that anal fuck. It would always be in my memory.

Before I could say anything Angie said, “Wow! That was great! We need to do this more than just twice a week. Tell my sister that you want to double my rent, hell triple it.”

I flipper her over onto her back and then pulled that beer bottle out of her pussy. It was not as easy as I had though it would be because her pussy had closed up around it. However, it was a lot of fun tugging on it and watched Angie’s face smile at me. It was a game that we were both enjoying. Since all good things must come to an end I managed to get the bottle out of her. She watched as I placed it on the top shelf on my side of the bed. Then I untied her wrists and let her free.

My wife took a shower with us and while she was washing Angie’s bruised breasts she asked Angie what she had enjoyed the most in the past few days.

Angie replied, “Well Sis, I kind of liked having a whole football team fuck me pretty much non-stop for two and a half days, but having you shove that beer bottle up my snatch was nice too. Then again tying me up so that your husband could have his way with me was nice. However, when he fucked my ass with that bottle in my cunt he jammed it up against my uterus and gave me about a hundred tiny orgasms. I guess to answer your question I absolutely loved everything that has happened to me in the last few days.”

My wife said, “I’m really glad to hear you say that. Now I’m planning on my husband and I abusing you every evening for as long as you are staying here.”

Angie got serious for a moment and asked, “Can I stay here forever? Can he get me pregnant? Can you guys loan me out to some of your friends? Can I… Can I…

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