Capítulo 3624: SEX BOMBSHELL SISTER-IN-LAW SAYS YES
It was a late summer evening and I walked out to my deck to sit and enjoy the respite from the brutally hot weather. I also went out there to contemplate for the millionth time a fantasy that I had been having over and over for almost 20 years. I unfolded the chair, eased into it, and unscrewed the top on my ice-cold beer. I shook my head, laughing at myself. "Here I sit," I thought, "having the same sexual fantasy I've had most of my adult life. And I'm still wrestling with the all-but-impossible dream that this fantasy could actually become a reality."
But could it become reality? Did I have the nerve to even attempt to make it happen? As a very shy, withdrawn person by nature, making such a move would be totally out of character for me. Not only that, but I was not a good decision-maker by nature. In my professional life, I make split-second decisions constantly without blinking, always confident in my judgment. Yet, in my home and personal life, I usually put off major decisions. Instead of taking action, I choose instead to procrastinate, to go back and forth in my mind trying to decide whether I should or shouldn't. My decision is usually to make no decision.
Like Shakespeare's Hamlet, my inability to act was my weakness. But, also like Hamlet, I still convinced myself that I would one day indeed take action and thus resolve the conflict.
But how did it come to this? How does it come to pass that a 48-year-old married man with grown children is sitting alone on his deck--drinking beer, listening to music--wondering why he has never acted on a lifelong fantasy to make love to his stunningly-beautiful and highly sexual sister-in-law?
I had first wanted to eat Gloria's pussy when she blossomed into womanhood at age 16 and had fantasized about fucking her for almost as long. But that was 17 years ago and my fantasies were still just fantasies.
Gloria was just seven-years-old when I first saw her. She was a very quiet child, very well-behaved and unassuming. I certainly had no indication at that time that she would grow into an incredible beauty and a very sexual woman. I was 22-years-old, just out of college, and working at my first-ever job in the real world. I had only been in the work world a few weeks when I began dating Sondra, one of my co-workers. After several dates, Sondra invited me to her home to meet the family. She had three brothers and a baby sister, Gloria.
It was a great time in my life. I was young, in love, working hard, and basically enjoying life. I got along great with all of Sondra's family and we had many good times. I married Sondra a little more than one year after we met and we've been married now for 26 years. It's been a good marriage but, like many men I guess, it hasn't made me stop fantasizing about other women.
It's hard for me to remember exactly when I started looking at Gloria in a way other than just as Sondra's little sister. My best guess is that it occurred when she was about 15 or 16-years-old. Gloria was a normal child during her early teenage years and certainly gave no indication at that time that she would become a very sexually-oriented person. My wife is a slender, trim woman with small breasts and without much of a figure. But, as Gloria entered her teen years, she seemed to develop all the physical attributes that her sister lacked. She had great legs and very well-developed thighs. She was very pretty with big beautiful eyes. But I guess the biggest physical differences between Gloria and my wife were that Gloria developed very big tits and a very tight, nice ass. So there I was, at age 31, married for nine years, and all of a sudden having sexual fantasies about my 16-year-old sister-in-law. That was 17 years ago and I'm still having those same fantasies today.
The first few years of Gloria's "sexual awakening" were very tortuous for me. Gloria was just 11-years-old when her mother died and she started spending a lot of time with us. She lived with her father and one brother in a town 45 miles away but she was at our home during most school holidays and most of the time during the summer.
Things were as normal as they could be until Gloria reached her mid-teens and started to develop. Having this young, gorgeous, ripe, hot body around all the time was very tough but at the same time very enjoyable. Certain images still stand out even to this day. For some reason, I remember her thighs more than anything. In the summer, Gloria would wear very short, shorts and I still remember the site of her sitting at the kitchen table with her legs crossed, her shorts riding all the way up to the tops of her thighs. It remains to this day one of the most erotic visions I have ever experienced. I still remember those many sleepless nights when I would lay awake fantasizing about burying my head between those beautiful thighs and eating and sucking Gloria's virgin pussy, wondering what it tasted like, wondering how she would react to having her pussy eaten for the first time.
I also remember vividly the first time I got a little more than the normal view of Gloria. It was during one of the summer months when she was probably 16 or 17-years-old, maybe a little older. As usual, Gloria was staying with us, helping us with our two young daughters. Our air conditioner broke down one Sunday and the heat in the house was brutal. But there was nothing we could do until the next day but try to bear with it. We borrowed some fans, opened the windows, and generally just tried to survive the discomfort.
I was downstairs watching television late that night, trying to keep cool and worrying about how much the air conditioner repair would cost. I went upstairs to the bathroom, having no idea that I was about to see something that would haunt me from that day forward. When I left the bathroom, I noticed that the door to the bedroom where Gloria was sleeping was open. Usually the doors were closed but everything was wide open because of the fans going and the heat. I still don't know why I did it but I decided to take a look into the bedroom where Gloria was sleeping. I will try to describe the sight I saw as best I can. Gloria was lying on her stomach on the bed. Her short nightgown was pulled all the way up to the middle of her back, exposing her bikini-clad ass and thighs for me (and all the world) to see. I'll never forget the feeling I had at the time. It was like being punched hard in the stomach. My breath was completely taken away from me. There right in front of me was a sight that I had only dreamed about. And, as is usually the case, the reality was far better than the dream. Gloria's ass was big, beautiful and looked rock solid. Her thighs were tanned and extremely shapely. This had an incredible effect on me. It wasn't just the fact that I was seeing this young, gorgeous, object of my lust, in a compromising position. It was also the fact that I was only a few feet away from her naked ass. I suppose men have varying preferences when it comes to women but I do not hesitate to say that I absolutely lust for great asses. And Gloria not only had a great ass, but probably the best ass I had seen up to that point in my life.
I was so excited I didn't know what to do. I didn't stare long for fear of getting caught but I must admit that I had to force myself away. I compensated by making numerous trips to the bathroom that night. I must have gone up there for another look at Gloria's ass and thighs at least a dozen times.
How many times I thought about that vision and imagined myself walking up to her, crouching behind her and sliding those panties off. My overactive imagination always included nothing more than me licking and sucking every inch of Gloria's beautiful ass and thighs. One of my great turn-ons was to imagine just burying my face completely in her ass, being totally engulfed and smothered by it.
That early incident sticks out in my mind. There were others as time went on that just reinforced the fantasy that continued building in my active imagination. My wife Sondra, believe it or not, provided one of those images. When Gloria started developing physically, it was hard not for anyone to notice. As I've mentioned, she had one of the most awesome chests on a teenage girl that I've ever seen. During one of those times when Gloria was staying at our house, my wife came up to me and said. "Have you seen how big Gloria's boobs are getting?" She then raised her right arm in front of my face, holding her thumb and index finger about three inches apart. Then she said to me. "And you wouldn't believe it but her nipples are this long." That's all I needed. It wasn't enough that I was constantly fantasizing about eating Gloria's pussy and fucking her. But now my wife, of all people, had planted an image in my head that I knew could never be erased. The thought of what those huge tits must look like with those protruding nipples has driven me crazy for these past 17 years. Unfortunately, I had been able to only imagine and dream.
This may sound crazy, but I've always believed that I have a sixth sense-the ability to read certain things about people. These instincts are not evident all the time. Maybe there is a just connection between me and certain people that cause these feelings to surface. I don't know. But I do know that my ability to read people was reaffirmed with Gloria.
For some reason, I guess it is my sixth sense, I always had the feeling, even at that early age, that Gloria would become very sexual, the type of woman who really loved men, or I should say sex. Now let me qualify that by saying I had no outward evidence of this. She never gave any hint that she had such a notion. Maybe it was the way she looked at me with those bedroom eyes. Or was that just my imagination? Maybe it was her killer body. I don't know. It was just a feeling I had that I can't explain.
As time went on, my instincts proved true. As Gloria moved into her late teens and early 20's, I began to hear more off-handed comments about Gloria that just reinforced my instincts about her sexual nature and that also reinforced my fantasy to fuck her. My wife would say, "Gloria doesn't wear any panties" or "Gloria sleeps in the nude." I wonder sometimes about women and how little they know about the male brain. Evidently my wife had no idea that she was planting strong sexual images in my mind that would never go away. And so, every time I looked at Gloria wearing a tight pair of jeans or shorts, my first thought was that she was not wearing anything underneath. This, of course, would drive me crazy. It was the same with thoughts of her sleeping in the nude. I thought about her beautiful bronze sexual body stretched out in bed and, of course, I had to imagine what it looked like. I never got to the point in my fantasies of actually touching her naked body because I think that would have been too much to take.
Like many young girls growing up in a small town, Gloria got married right out of high school to a local boy who was two or three years older than she. The first four or five of years of her marriage to Tom were basically uneventful and the couple seemed to have the perfect marriage. Gloria had two children, a daughter and then a son. It was soon after she had her second child that things started to change for Gloria. First, she lost her father to lung cancer. Then, we started getting reports that her husband was becoming physically abusive.
It was also during this time that Gloria, now in her mid-20s, began to reveal her true sexual nature. Gloria's husband kept her confined to an isolated house in the country and eventually I think this wore on her. Having gotten married right out of high school and living her whole life in an isolated country town, Gloria had never been able to party and sow wild oats like most young people her age. We began to hear rumors that Gloria was having an affair or affairs. No one in our family really knew if any of the reports of Tom's physical abuse or Gloria's sexual escapades were true. But as things developed, it became more and more evident that the rumors, on both counts, were probably closer to fact than fiction.
Things deteriorated rapidly for Gloria in her marriage to Tom and they separated twice, the second time leading to divorce. It was after her divorce that Gloria really went wild. I think that is the only way to accurately describe it.
For the next several years, we saw very little of Gloria and had very little communication with her. We might see her at Christmas but that was usually it. We would hear rumors or second-hand information about her and the reports were usually not good. We heard that Gloria was partying all the time and there were the usual rumors of sexual promiscuity, drugs and alcohol. Things got so bad for Gloria that she not only lost her home but she also lost custody of her children to her ex-husband. She was really going through a strange time and had just about lost all contact with her family members.
Gloria finally resurfaced a few years ago. She had talked to one of her brothers and decided to move out of her hometown and in with him and his family. The plan was for her to find a job and try to get her life straightened out. We all had our doubts but Gloria really began to make an effort to rebuild her life. She was faithful in keeping her job and she began to see her children on a regular basis.
I still did not see Gloria much, usually during holiday family get-togethers or maybe once or twice during the summer. She was still very beautiful and, approaching her mid-30's, her body had matured well. It was during this time that she got on a tanning kick. Gloria was one of those women who became obsessed with the tanning bed. It gave her body a dark, beautiful color. Everybody always gave her a hard time about it, telling her that she was way too dark. But I always loved it. I thought it made her even sexier if that's possible. And, with her body so beautifully tanned, Gloria in a bikini was always a thrilling sight.
Even though Gloria calmed down as the years went on, I could tell that she still had that streak of wildness in her. She still liked to party and she could drink with the best of them. And she still had that gleam in her eye that told me that she still loved to fuck. I only hoped that I would someday find out just how good a fuck this woman was. I think I knew that answer already.
Gloria didn't dress as provocatively as she did in her younger days but she still dressed herself well. No matter what she wore, it was hard to hide her glorious body. She is the type of woman who looks good in anything she wears.
With the long and eventful history now reviewed in my mind, I opened the top on my fourth beer to contemplate the current situation. It was amazing how little had changed in all these years. I fantasized about making love to my sister-in-law but didn't have the nerve to say anything to her. I always wondered how she would react if I did. Gloria is the type of woman who probably gets propositioned all the time by men. Would I be just another one in a long line and be dismissed or would I be different? Would she be offended or shocked since I am her sister's husband? Or, on the other hand, would her true sexuality take over and thus make her very receptive to me?
I had to be realistic. Fantasies and dreams are just that. They are not real. In my dreams, Gloria would always respond to me with an open mind and be very willing. But that was just a dream.
I was at a time in my life in I really needed something. I wouldn't say it was a mid-life crisis. I think probably life crisis would be more accurate. I began to realize more and more how precious each day of life is. It seemed like I was being bombarded constantly by tragedy, reminding me almost daily how short life is.
I also began to realize that life is, indeed, for the young. At age 48, I was starting to have regrets and it was very painful. It was sad to think that I might be 70-years-old someday and look back and say to myself, "I wish I had done this. I wish I had done that." With so much experience in life, I also now knew that the joy in life centers around specific moments. Every great memory a person has is usually centered around a specific moment in time or a specific event that lasted for a specified time. Without these special moments in our memory, life would be meaningless.
I don't know what it was, the beer, the contemplation or maybe it was just all the years of frustration reaching the breaking point. But I knew it was time to act and I had to do it now before my courage waned once again, like it had so many times in the last 17 years. I put my beer down on the deck and with a big smile on my face, I rose up and went into the house. I had finally committed in my mind to doing what I wanted to do and I was determined to act before I could talk myself out of it. I wanted to make sure there was no turning back.
I reached for the telephone but realized I didn't know Gloria's phone number. Undeterred, I grabbed the phone book from the top of the refrigerator. I knew that sometimes my wife scribbled numbers on the inside jacket of the white pages. Much to my delight, there was her number, written on the inside cover.
With my heart pounding with nervousness, I dialed the number. Gloria answered on the third ring. "Hey Gloria," I said. "This is Joseph. How are you doing?" "I'm fine Joseph," she said in that sweet southern drawl of hers. "Are you doing alright?"
"I'm doing ok," I said. My voice was shaking and my heart was pounding and for just a brief instant I thought I was going to lose my nerve. But I recovered quickly and my undeterred resolve quickly came back. "Hey listen," I said. "I need to talk to you about something. It's nothing bad but I do need to talk to you. I was wondering if we could get together for lunch one day next week or maybe we could meet for a drink after I get off work one day?"
There was a silence on the other end of the line. It was so quiet that I could almost hear my own heart beating. Finally, Gloria said, "Well, Joseph, what do you want to talk to me about? Is something wrong?"
"No, there's nothing wrong," I replied. "Believe me. Don't start getting worried. It's not bad. You may even think it's good. But I think it is important and I need to talk to you about it alone."
"Well, my goodness, I don't know what to say," she said. "It must be important. When did you want to talk to me?"
"You tell me. When are you off again? We can get together on one of your off days."
"I'm off next Thursday and Friday," she said.
"Ok, why don't we plan on Thursday," I said. "Can you meet me around 5? Do you know where the Grill Restaurant is at the Hilltop Shopping Center? They have a bar in there where we could sit and talk for a while."
"I know where it is. You don't want to tell me what this is about?"
"Gloria, don't give this any thought. It's nothing bad and I'll explain it all Thursday. I'll check with you during the week next week to make sure we're still on."
"Ok, if you say so," she said, followed by a nervous laugh.
"I really appreciate you doing this. And, like I said, don't worry about it. Other than that, how is everything with you? How are the kids doing?"
"They're fine. They've been spending a lot of time with me this summer with school being out. They've been having a good time."
We chatted for two or three more minutes before the conversation ended. I must admit that I had a funny feeling when I hung up the phone. It was almost a scared, sick feeling. What in the world was I doing? I guess that panic was starting to set in.
I went back out onto the deck and opened another beer. I was still shaking. I took a long swig and eased back into the chair. Suddenly, a calm came over me and I smiled to myself. All of a sudden I was so glad that I made that phone call because I knew that I had started down a path that would end 17 years of frustration, one way or the other.There were so many thoughts going through my head. What in the world must Gloria be thinking right now? Would she have a change of heart between now and Thursday? Does she know, deep down, what I really want to talk to her about? I could only guess at the answer to these questions. But I was through guessing. Hopefully, Thursday would resolve all those unanswered questions that had been going through my mind for what seemed like an eternity.
As for now, I had a lot of thinking to do. I had asked for this meeting and what I would say to her would be crucial if I wanted to get the answer that I wanted so badly.
In the next few days, I must have gone over in my mind what I wanted to say to Gloria a thousand times. I began to realize that trying to script what I wanted to say would be very difficult. After all, what I would say at each juncture would be dependent on her reaction and response to what I was saying. But still I tried to plan for each eventuality. The main thing would be to keep my poise and not lose it, even if Gloria's response was totally negative.
I called Gloria on Wednesday to verify with her that our Thursday meeting was still on. She asked me again what I wanted to talk to her about but again I avoided the question. "We'll talk about it tomorrow," I said. "Like I said, it's nothing to worry about. I'll see you at 5 at the restaurant."
I left work early on Thursday to make sure I got to The Grill before Gloria. Needless to say, I was very nervous. I had to keep telling myself that this was something I had desperately wanted most of my adult life and that there would be relief for me one way or the other.
I went in and took a seat at the end of the bar. I made sure I sat where I could see the front door so that I would know when she walked in. Five minutes went by and then 10 minutes and still Gloria had not arrived. This didn't worry me because Gloria is notorious for being late everywhere she goes. I must admit, though, that by 5: 30 I was getting a little concerned. Had she had second thoughts? I was beginning to think that was a real possibility.
Just when I was about to give up, the front door opened and Gloria walked in. She was dressed very conservatively, wearing blue jeans and a white tee-shirt like top. She was looking around for me and I waived my hand to get her attention. When she saw me, she waived back and started walking toward me. I got up and we gave each other a brief hug. "Hey Gloria," I said. "Thanks for coming." "Hey Joseph," I'm sorry I'm so late. I was hoping you wouldn't leave. I got a late start and then I got caught in traffic. It was awful."
"That's ok," I said. "I'm glad you made it."
I ordered a bourbon and coke for Gloria and another beer for me, my third. I wanted her relaxed and comfortable before I went into my speech so I tried to spend some time on small talk. We talked about everything under the sun for a while, but I could tell that Gloria was wondering. She had a nervous, quizzical look on her face the whole time.
Finally, after Gloria was well into her second drink, I thought the time was right. When there was a brief pause in the conversation, I said, "Gloria, are you happy?" She looked at me and said, "Well, I guess so, sometimes. I just stay stressed out all the time."
"We're all in that boat," I said. "I don't know, I've just always wondered whether you were happy because sometimes I sense a sadness from your eyes. I know you have had a very difficult life in the past and I also know that you have trials and tribulations that continue today."
"I wonder too about your opinion of yourself. I've always gotten the impression that your self-esteem is low, that you don't have a high opinion of yourself."
I just want you to know that nothing could be farther from the truth. You are extraordinary and I don't know how I can convince you of that. But I will give it a shot anyway and I hope it makes sense to you."
"Thanks for the kind words," Gloria said. "I guess I do have a low opinion of myself. I've just never been as smart or have it together like most people."
"Gloria, correct me if I'm wrong and I'm not trying to play psychiatrist with you. And I hope you don't take offense when I say this. But I believe that you have conflicting emotions within yourself that cause you to question your self-worth. First and foremost, you are a very sexual person and you have been since you were a teenager. There is nothing wrong with this because it is perfectly natural. The level of sexuality varies in people and perhaps your level is higher than it is for other people. Is there anything wrong with this? No, it is perfectly natural. However, society's conventions question whether this is a natural or good thing. On one hand, your instincts and inner psyche are driving you toward sexual expression. Conflicting this, however, are society's conventions that tell you that such strong instincts and drives are not natural and should be suppressed. This causes a dramatic conflict for you: your instinct is driving you in one direction and society is doing everything it can to kill those instincts and drive you in a different direction.
Consider this conflict also," I said. "All of your instincts tell you to look as good as possible. I think it thrills you that men consider you beautiful. But because society expects women to repress their sexuality, it makes you feel like you are always doing something wrong. But it's not wrong, it's who you are and you need to develop that confidence to trust your own instincts."
"So what do you think? Do you think people look down on you because you are a sexual person? And does it bother you?"
"It does," Gloria said. "Sometimes I feel like people think I'm a low-life and yes it bothers me. In fact, I cry about it sometimes."
"You shouldn't feel that way. You are who you are and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Listen, I recognized when you were very young that you were going to be one of those rare individuals who would be guided by their sensuality. I firmly believe that some people are made for sex and I saw this in you when you were a teenager. Would it shock you if I told you that I've wanted to eat your pussy since you were 16-years-old? Would it also shock you if I told you that I've always had a desperate fantasy to make love to you and that I've never had the nerve to tell you? That is, until today."
Gloria's eyes got bigger as what I said sunk in. She didn't say anything.
I continued, "Now your reaction to what I just said will tell you everything you need to know. All I ask is that you be truly honest with yourself when considering your reaction. "Did what I said shock you? Did it disgust you? Or, and I think this might be the case, did it excite you? Your reaction should fall into one of those three categories. I leaned over and whispered into her ear. "You know, if your hand is trembling and your pussy is getting wet, then I think you have your answer."
Gloria's face was red and her lips were almost trembling. I couldn't gauge whether this was embarrassment or excitement. Finally, she said, "I had no idea you felt that way. I really don't know what to say."
We both laughed nervously and that seemed to break the tension.
"Listen Gloria," I said. "My desire for you is with all due respect. I know that on the surface and to shallow minds, this would appear horrible. How could a man, these shallow thinkers would ask, proposition his wife's younger sister and actually take her into his bed? But this type of thinking is so far removed from reality that it's not even funny. And I think you believe that too. Sex, to me, is not about a physical act alone. It is about the uniting, both physically and mentally, of two people who want to create and share a great experience. I know you are experienced sexually but I wonder if you've ever had the type of "real" physical and mental sexual connection that I'm talking about.
"I know you might be wondering what I'm talking about. What do I mean when I talk about the "true" sexual experience? I have a theory that is not shared by many people but I will try to explain it to you."
"Basically, I believe that a man and a woman can have a sexual relationship that is totally separate from everything, even from life itself. I believe that what can happen between those two people does not have to affect their "real world" lives. I believe strongly that love and sex can go together. But I feel just as strongly that love and sex can be separate. As human beings, we have strong physical needs that in most cases have nothing to do with love. Society tells us to deny these feelings, but we can't. They are too strong and are too much a part of our nature. These desires are present in both men and women but women have been more of a victim to society's conventions than men. Women are told to deny these feelings, to keep them repressed. It is unnatural, but it is especially unnatural for women who are highly sexual in nature. Such a woman as you Gloria should not be forced to deny these feelings. Your body cries for sex and to deny those instincts would be a crime against nature."
"Gloria, let me ask you something," I said. "In all the years that we've known each other, what have you thought about me? Have you ever been attracted to me?"
"I've always thought you were good-looking," she said.
"That's very flattering," I said. But let's be more specific. Have you ever had sexual fantasies about me? Have you ever wondered what it would be like to fuck me?"
"I can't lie about it," Gloria said. "I used to think about you a lot and I still do sometimes."
"Have you every wondered why, in all these years, I've never said anything to you before?", I asked. "With your looks, you probably come to expect it from men and are not surprised when it happens. So you had to have wondered at some point why I never approached you?"
"I just thought it was because we're relatives," she said. "But I did wonder about it."
"So, now that the question has been raised," I said, "What are you thinking? Disgusted, shocked, turned on?
"I am shocked," Gloria said, "but I'm excited. You're right about me and I've never had anybody talk to me the way you do. I have a confession to make too. I've always had a crush on you."
"That's great to hear, Gloria. I talked about your self-esteem but you have no idea what that does for my self-esteem. You know me and you know how shy I am. It took me 17 years to get up enough courage to say something to you. You are so beautiful and I would be crazy if I didn't say it excites me that you find me attractive."
"Don't underestimate yourself," Gloria said. You're a good-looking man. I love your dark skin and you have beautiful brown eyes."
"Thank you for saying that," I said. "It means a lot."
The conversation hit a brief lull and, bolstered by her comments, I said, "So what's next for us Gloria? I've made it obvious that I want to have a physical relationship with you. Why don't I get us a room one day and we can spend the day together? I can make sure that no one will ever know about it. This will be something that only the two of us will share. Like I said, what makes life worth living is the great experience. And if we don't have this experience, we will always regret it. At least by doing this, whether it turns out good or bad, at least we won't be left with regrets."
"Are you sure no one would find out?" she asked.
"We'll be as private and discreet as we can be," I said. "But I think you'll agree with me that part of the excitement is the danger. There's no getting around that."
I guess you're right," she said. "When did you want to meet? I'm not off again until next Wednesday. I'm off Wednesday and Thursday."
"What about Thursday? That will give you Wednesday to take care of any business you might have and then we could meet Thursday."
"Ok," Gloria said. We both smiled at the same time. I grabbed her hand and said, "I'm looking forward to it. I've got a feeling it's going to really be something special." "I think it will too," she said.
We left the bar and continued talking as I walked her to her car. When we said goodbye, I told her, "Gloria, "Don't worry about anything. It's going to be great."
"I'm not worried about it," she said. "I'm looking forward to it."
After she left, my head was spinning. Had this been a dream or had it really happened. I also had another brief moment of panic. "What in the world have I done?" I asked myself. But then I smiled to myself and said, "I've done something I've been wanting to do for years, something I've never had the nerve to even think about doing. And I'm so glad I did."
I called Gloria on Wednesday to make sure everything was set for the next day. I told her that I would rent the room and then call her to tell her the hotel and the room number. She said she would be ready.
The next morning I went in to work as usual, with plans to leave around 10:30. I made a quick stop to pick up what we would need for drinks and then proceeded to the hotel. I rented the room and immediately turned on the air conditioner. It was 96 degrees outside and I had already worked up a sweat.
I unpacked the liquor and noticed that it was close to 11. So I called Gloria to tell her that everything was set. She picked up on the first ring. "Hey Gloria," I said. "Are you ready?" "Joseph, I'm so sorry. I 'm running late. It's probably going to be another hour before I can get there."
"That's ok," I said. "Whenever you get here will be fine." I then gave her directions to the hotel and the room number. I also gave her the telephone number just in case.
When Gloria said one hour, she probably meant longer. So I knew that I would have to find a way to relax. I went to the restroom and washed off and brushed my teeth again. I then fixed myself a good stiff Bloody Mary and turned on the television. I turned it to the financial channel, only to see bad news. The Dow Jones Industrial average was down 85 points and the NASDAQ was down 53. Visions of my 401-k fund evaporating danced through my head.
I turned off the television and tried to relax as best I could. I leaned back on the bed and closed my eyes, hoping to take a quick nap. But as excited as I was, I knew that would be impossible.
My thoughts turned to Gloria and what I would do when she arrived. I started having pangs of anxiety. What was I thinking? Suppose I was disappointing to her? After all, I'm just a regular guy. I'm very passionate, yes, but just ordinary. Gloria was a sexual bombshell who probably could have and has had her pick of men. How could I ever measure up? How could I ever make it the kind of memorable experience for her that I wanted it to be?
After pondering these negative thoughts, I then began to think of the positive. How many men have ever really wanted to please Gloria the way that I want to? How many care about her as a person the way that I do? I would give it my best shot and hopefully it would be good enough for both Gloria and me.
It had been about 45 minutes since Gloria called and I decided to fix myself a second drink. I was forcing myself to be patient and I was really doing a decent job of it. After all, I had waited for this moment for some 17-plus years and I could surely wait another few minutes.
Just as I took my first sip on my second drink, there was a knock on the door. I opened it to a smiling, radiant Gloria. She looked beautiful. She had on black shorts and a white top that fit very tight. Her skin was its normal dark golden color and her lips and eyes were sparkling. "Finally," I said. "Come on in."
"I'm sorry I'm late," she said. "But I guess you knew I would be."
"No big deal," I said. What do you want to drink?"
"What are you drinking"? she asked. "Bloody Mary," I said. "You want me to fix you one?
"That sounds good," she said.
We made small talk while I made the drink and it helped ease the tension. I was already on my third drink so I was feeling pretty good.
When I finished making the drinks, I walked up to her very, close, and handed her the drink. I was close to her body but I wasn't ready to make contact.
I gazed very deeply into her eyes and said, "Gloria, didn't I tell you how exciting this would be? Just being in a room alone together, just being close to each other. Just doing something so totally different and dangerous. And just think. We haven't even touched each other yet. You're breathing hard. My voice is shaking. I knew it would be like this. Just being alone with you and being physically close to your extraordinary body is the most fantastic thing that's ever happened to me. I could just stand here and stare into your eyes all day and all night. I don't even have to do anything else. I could stop right here, right now and this would still be one of the greatest sexual experiences of my life. Gloria, you are the sexiest woman I have ever been around. I don't exaggerate when I say this but I honestly believe that just looking at you and being near you could bring me to orgasm."
Her eyes got bigger and bigger while I spoke. Her chest was heaving as her breathing got heavier and heavier. I could tell that she was extremely excited.
"I feel it too," she said. "I don't remember the last time I was this turned on."
This was almost too much for me to take. "Gloria, I want you to do something for me," I said. "Take your top off."
Gloria gasped slightly and smiled. She put down her drink, reached down and pulled her top over the head. She tossed the blouse to the floor and raised her arms to shake her hair back into place. I'll never forget that sight as long as I live. Her titties were huge and her nipples were that pretty brown color. It was a vision I will never forget.
Standing directly in front of this beautiful goddess, I took a minute to savor the moment. Gloria was completely nude from the waist up, her face was radiant and she had that wonderful look of sexual lust in her eyes.
She said, "I took off my top like you asked and now I want you to take off your pants.
Smiling, I replied, "Why don't you take them off?"
Gloria reached down and lightly grazed the bulge in my shorts, causing me to let out a soft moan. She then made quick work of my pants. unbuckingling the belt and unbuttoning the button, letting them fall to the floor. Without moving her gaze from the bulge pushing through my underwear, Gloria said, "That's all I'm going to take off right now. I want to save the rest for later." She took a step back, still starting at my lower body. "Damn Joseph," she said. "You have got great legs, especially those thighs. You know that I used to fantasize about those thighs."
"Well, the time has come and they're all yours today," I said.
I had never been this excited in my life but I wanted to go slow. I wanted this experience to last forever.
We stood facing each other, just inches apart. Gloria had on shoes and shorts and was nude from the waist up while I had on a shirt, underwear and sandals. "Let's have a toast," I said. I reached down and picked up the bottle of bourbon from the table. After pouring bourbon into two small shot glasses, I gave one to Gloria and took one for myself. I stared directly into her big, glorious eyes and the gaze I received back was one of excitement and lust. Smiling at her, I lifted up my glass to her left breast. I pressed the glass into the pink flesh and circled the glass around her protruding nipple. She closed her eyes and gasped with excitement. With Gloria breathing heavily, I then tilted the glass and dipped her nipple into the bourbon. This time her gasp was audible. I lowered the glass and allowed the remaining bourbon to drip from her nipple back into the glass. I then raised the glass and said, "Let's have a toast. To you, Gloria." We tapped glasses and both downed the bourbon in one quick swallow."I took the glass from her hand and refilled both glasses. I was moving very slowly but my movements were slow on purpose. I wanted to make it special and I wanted us both to enjoy it. But I could tell that Gloria was reaching the breaking point. I handed her a second glass of bourbon and I again raised my glass, this time pressing it against the pink flesh around her right nipple. Again I circled the nipple ever so slowly with the cool glass. I could tell that Gloria loved the careful attention I was paying to her beautiful and very sensitive flesh. I dipped her right nipple into the bourbon, causing her to gasp once again.
After finishing, I raised my glass again. "Gloria," I said. "Let's have another toast. "Let's toast this time to this single moment in time. Not to the many years before or the days and minutes before we entered this room. Not to the good times or the bad times. And not to the future. This toast is for this moment, our moment, this single snapshot in time that will be ours alone, forever. It is the moment in time when two people, you and I, unite our bodies both physically and spiritually to become one flesh. It is that moment in time that we have willed to happen as two human beings and that can never be taken away from us. So, I salute you again and I salute this moment in history, our moment together in time."
Gloria seemed fascinated by my words and seemed almost breathless while I was speaking. "We touched glasses again and again we made quick work of the bourbon. The straight bourbon brought tears to her eyes. Her wet lips were beet red and her face was flushed. Her eyes were large and lust-filled and her entire body exuded sex. Gloria was ready to fuck.
I took both our glasses and put them back on the table. I then reached up with my right hand and pressed it lightly against the left side of Gloria's face. Her cheek felt smooth and warm. Inching closer to her and gazing deeply into her eyes, I said, "Gloria, It's time to tell you what I'm going to do. I have one purpose here and that is to make this a great physical experience for both of us, but especially for you. The greatest joy for me during sex has always been eating a woman's pussy. And that will be my focus with you. I'm going to lick, suck and eat your pussy until I have no more energy in my body. I'm going to lick suck and eat your beautiful ass. Your body is extraordinarily sexual and I want to lick, suck and eat every inch of it. I don't want to leave any part of you body untouched by my tongue and mouth.
I brushed my left hand across the right side of her face and them went to my knees. Looking up at her, I unbuttoned her shorts and, gripping her hips and ass firmly, I pulled them to the ground. She stepped out of them and was now completely nude except for the shoes she still had on. I was face to face with Gloria's pussy and the sight struck me like a bolt of lightning. "Oh, no, Gloria," I hollered, "This is unbelievable. You've got the most beautiful pussy that I've ever seen." It struck me that this was the sight that I had imagined in my head thousands of times.
As much as I wanted these precious moments to last, I knew also that it was time to fuck. It was time for me to taste this stunningly-beautiful woman that I had wanted to fuck for almost 20 years.
Still on my knees, I gripped Gloria's ass and brought her pussy to my mouth. I inhaled deeply as I pressed her hot, wet sex against my face. I lifted her left leg onto my right shoulder and buried my face in her pussy. With my mouth stretched firmly across her pussy lips, I paused a moment just to savor the sensation. I then gripped her great ass firmly with both hands and started sucking Gloria's pussy. She actually screamed and I knew she had come because her juices were flowing all over my face. I briefly separated my face from her pussy to bring my fingers up to separate her pussy lips. I then plunged my tongue as far and deep inside her as I could. I was in absolute heaven. Fantasy is one thing but this was one case where the fantasy didn't nearly approach the reality. This was the greatest pussy I had ever tasted in my life and I realized at that moment that all my instincts about Gloria were true. This woman was made for sex.
I unlocked my mouth from Gloria's pussy, picked her up with one quick motion and brought her to the bed. I sat her down and told her to turn over on her stomach. She rolled over and stretched out, giving me a beautiful view of the entire backside of this gorgeous woman. I was on fire and wasted little time going to work on her. Straddling her back, I began licking her furiously, starting with the sides of her face and ears and moving down to her neck and back. I was determined to lick, suck and eat every inch of this woman. It didn't take me long to get to where I wanted to be, face to face with Gloria's spectacular ass. I gripped her hips as I buried my face in her ass, lunging with my mouth wide open so that I could lick, kiss and eat her ass cheeks. Gloria was loving every second of it. She kept saying, "Baby you are driving me crazy. Please fuck me. Please fuck me." Hearing my ultimate fantasy begging me to fuck her was like a dream but I wasn't ready to grant her wish. I spread her ass cheeks and began licking her from behind, plunging my tongue in and out of her beautiful ass.
I then moved down to her thighs, the object of my original fantasies so many years ago. My adrenalin was flowing and the excitement had me in an emotional state that I had never experienced.
After I had licked Gloria's body thoroughly from head to toe, my next target was the pussy that I had gotten a brief taste of before. I laid next to Gloria and eased her up onto her side. Putting my head between her legs, I used my fingers to open her pussy lips before I plunged my tongue as far and deep inside this woman as I could get. At the same time, Gloria put her head between my legs and pushed my thighs against them as hard as she could. She began licking the insides of my thighs furiously, returning the favor that I had given her a few moments earlier. She then grabbed my dick and took the entire length of it into her mouth, forcing it in as far as it would go. No man could overcome this and I came immediately, emptying myself inside Gloria's mouth.
This only heightened my excitement as I continued to eat, lick and suck Gloria's pussy. My face was soaked with her juices as I continued eating her, locked between her rock-hard thighs. Finally, after several minutes, even I could take no more. I separated myself from Gloria's pussy, raised up and moved her onto her back. I pushed her legs back and slid my dick into her swollen pussy. The sensation was indescribable as I forced my dick in as deep as it would go. Unable to control myself, I began fucking this woman wildly. We were both in a state of uncontrollable passion, an almost dreamlike atmosphere surrounding us. It didn't take long for me to come as Gloria and I both roared loudly. I collapsed on top of her, totally exhausted. We were both gasping to try to catch our breath. Even though the air conditioner was on full blast, we were both sweating profusely.
I rolled to the side of her and put my arms around her, pressing our bodies together tightly.
"Joseph, What got into us?" Gloria asked. "I've never just totally lost it like that? I almost didn't know where I was for a few minutes."
"I know what you mean," I said. "But I knew deep down how it would be with you. Your body is so sexual. It's just hard to describe. I told you that you were made for sex but I had no idea how right I was. Every inch of your body is made for sex."
The talk lasted just a few minutes because we were both soon ready and eager to start the next round of fucking. I rolled her onto her stomach and laid my body full length on top of her. Her skin was red hot. I rose up and straddled her. Knowing exactly what I wanted, Gloria arched her hips up, positioning her ass for me to fuck her from behind. This woman was sensational. With her ass only inches from my face again, I couldn't resist burying my face into it, again licking, eating and sucking it. Gloria was loving it and shrieked loudly when I put my dick into her pussy again. With my hands firmly gripping her ass, I jammed my pelvis as hard as I could into her backside, straining to get my dick as deep into her as I could. Gloria began rocking back and forth as we got into a beautiful fucking rhythm, my dick going back and forth into her pussy. I stretched my arms out to the top of her back and began massaging her back all the way down to her ass. Her back was warm and wet with perspiration and her skin had a very sensitive feel to it. It was obvious that this woman was highly sensuous. She responded to my every touch at any part of her magnificent body. I put my hands on her shoulders, leaned over and buried my mouth into her back. I am no expert on women but I could tell that Gloria was orgasmic. She was having continuous orgasms and was in a state of continuous sexual frenzy. I exploded in Gloria's pussy, at the same time continuing my thrusting until I was absolutely spent with exhaustion.
I collapsed on top of her as our sweat-soaked naked bodies locked together. Neither one of us said anything as we allowed our breathing to get back to normal. As I lay there, I felt a real physical bond with Gloria. This experience only reinforced my belief that a man and woman can have a sexual relationship that is meaningful without all the strings attached. Why does it have to involve love or attachment? Why can't two people live for the moment? Society accepts that two people of the opposite sex whose personalities mesh can become friends. Then why can't two people whose physical attraction is mutual develop a dynamic sexual relationship that is real and meaningful? Even though we live in an enlightened age, sexual repression is still as much a part of every day society as it ever was.
Gloria had her back to me as we held each other and I soon began playfully kissing her neck and back. "Joseph, I love it when you put your mouth on me," she said. Almost before she could get the words out of her mouth, I turned her head towards me and kissed her. She opened her lips slightly and our tongues locked together, each seemingly desperate for the other. We kissed passionately for several minutes as I took turns sucking her tongue, then her lips. What a moment this was. To be in bed naked with my beautiful, sex goddess sister-in-law, our bodies locked together and kissing each other passionately.
After enjoying this for several minutes, Gloria said, "Well, what's next? I'll tell you right now what I want. I want you to fuck me again."
"That can certainly be arranged," I replied. "But haven't I neglected something that I need to take care of before I go any further?"
With a somewhat sly, surprised look on her face, Gloria said, "Really? What could that be?"
"I have given your pussy and ass a good workout but I haven't gone to work yet on your big, sweet titties," I said. "Has that surprised you? I bet men usually go straight for your tits, first thing," don't they?"
"Yes they do," she replied, "but why don't you stop talking and start sucking"? As she said that, she gave my hard dick a good squeeze.
With Gloria on her back, I crouched over her and started by giving her another long, wet kiss. After kissing her, I started licking her face all over as fast as I could. When I plunged my wet tongue in her ear, she yelled with pleasure. I then licked her neck on all sides and began my journey downward. After licking the top of her chest briefly, I attacked Gloria's big, luscious titties with a vengeance. I started by licking them all over to get them good and wet. Then I took her right tit in my hand and began sucking on her nipple just like a baby sucks on a bottle. I could tell her tits were sensitive, just like all parts of her body. I then tried to eat her entire tit. At least that's the best way for me to describe it. I put as much of her big tit in my mouth as I could and I started sucking as hard as my capability allowed. I was in heaven and instinctively reached down with my right hand and began fingering her wet pussy. Gloria was in a frenzy again and started saying, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" over and over. Her talking dirty turned me on even more if that's possible. I released her tit from my mouth with one last suck and then went to work on her other tit. It was a little more awkward this time because I didn't want to remove my fingers from her pussy but I managed. I was sucking Gloria's big tit just as hard as I could while she shouted "fuck me, fuck me" in my ear.
After finishing with her left tit, I moved to the side of her and began moving my head side to side so that my mouth bounced all the way across the width of her chest. I did this faster and faster and ended by just burying my head and wallowing in those beautiful mounds of flesh. Gloria said, "Come here, get on top of me." I quickly obeyed her and when I did she slid down so that I was straddling her chest. She then took my dick and made it the sandwich meat between her titties. As she pressed her tits hard against my dick, she raised her head and started sucking me. "Gloria, "stop," I said. "I'm going to come all over you."
"Well fuck me then," she said, releasing my dick from her tits. As if by instinct, we reversed positions and Gloria spread her beautiful legs across my body as I inserted my dick into her wetness.
I looked up at Gloria as she sat on top of me, astride my hips in all her sexual splendor. My dick was buried deep inside her beautiful pussy and we were both on fire. Gloria's pussy was hot and it convulsed constantly, always seeming to tighten around me. "Gloria, you are a fantastic woman," I said, my voice shaking. "I feel totally at home fucking you." Gloria ran her hands down my chest and pierced me with those beautiful brown eyes. "I always knew it would be like this with you," she said. "You are so passionate."
I began fucking her faster and faster and Gloria was bouncing up and down wildly. I would never have believed that a woman could be this sexual. She was simply unbelievable. I exploded in her pussy again and again we fell exhausted into each other's arms.
I was doing my best to keep up with this woman but she was like nothing I had ever experienced. She was insatiable. I always thought that Gloria would be every man's fantasy in bed and I was never so right in my life.
In almost total exhaustion and still in a tight embrace, Gloria and I both dozed off. Her left leg was thrown over my hip and my head was buried in her chest while we slept. The room was quiet and I'll never forget how relaxed I felt and how peaceful everything seemed.
I woke up several minutes later and grudgingly realized that the time was getting away. As much as I hated to, I nudged Gloria awake and told her that we didn't have much time left. "Don't tell me that," she said. "We're not through fucking yet are we?"
"Gloria, you are something else," I said. "I've got an idea. Let's go take a shower together. How about it?"
"Ok, that sounds good."
We got up from the bed, both of us sore from the pounding we had been giving each other's body. I gave Gloria a tight hug and a long, slow kiss. Arm in arm, we made our way to the bathroom, I made sure I got in several nice squeezes of her ass before we got there.
"Bath or shower?" I asked. "Shower," she said.
I started the shower and allowed Gloria to step in first. The hot water felt so good as we allowed it to soak us. I pulled Gloria under the water with me and kissed her, exploring her hot, wet tongue while at the same time feeling her huge titties pressed against my chest. It was sensational. I moved my hands down to her ass and began massaging them roughly. Moaning loudly, she responded by grinding her pelvis into mine while licking my lips, tongue and face.
I lifted her up off the bathtub floor and braced her against the back wall of the shower. With her legs locked around me, I put my dick in her pussy and began fucking her just as hard and fast as I could. We were like two animals in heat, fucking each other wildly, lost in our own world of erotic sensation. With our bodies slamming into each other and the water splashing all around us, I came again inside this beautiful woman as she squeezed her thighs around my hips tighter and tighter. I kissed Gloria hard on the mouth and began licking her tongue and mouth rapidly. With Gloria still braced against the wall and with my dick still in her pussy, I attacked her wet titties with my mouth. I just could not get enough of eating any part of this woman's body.
I couldn't hold Gloria up any longer and I sank back onto the bathtub floor. Gloria followed me down and sat on top of me. She stood up long enough to move the shower head until the water was shooting directly on our pelvic areas. I didn't think this could get any wilder but it just had.
The bathtub was a tight squeeze so Gloria stretched out her legs on my chest so hat her feet dangled from my shoulders. She angled her ass right on top of me so that we could fuck just by her going straight up and straight down. Both of us laughed at the awkwardness of the situation. "Damn this is fun," Gloria said. With my dick still in her pussy, Gloria laid back against the back of the tub. We stayed like that for several minutes, water splashing right on our point of intercourse. I raised up and pulled Gloria up against me in a sitting position. I gripped her ass and started pushing it hard against me as I tried again to get my dick in as deep as possible. This was just great fucking and Gloria and I both hollered as both of us came again.
Gloria and I spent the next 15 minutes soaping each other and otherwise taking a normal shower. We dried off and went back into the bedroom. I started getting dressed while Gloria sat in front of the mirror to put her makeup back on. I must admit that Gloria was a real distraction. I couldn't keep my eyes off this woman. She didn't bother to put on any clothes while she sat there. She stayed completely nude.
After I put my clothes on, I fixed us both a drink and sat on the bed. I knew it would be a while before Gloria would be finished dressing. We talked while she was getting dressed and it was amazing to me how at ease we were with each other. I had known Gloria all of her adult life but had never really talked to her on a personal level. It seemed that these few hours of intimacy had broken down any barriers that were previously between us.
After Gloria got dressed, I fixed us both one last drink. "Gloria, let's have one last toast before we go," I said. "I guess it would be an understatement for me to tell you that I enjoyed it," I said. "I know what you mean," she replied. "I think we both enjoyed it. I'm so glad we got together and did this."
We raised our glasses and I said, "Here's to us and this day. It was everything I thought it would be, two people coming together for an experience that can be remembered forever."
As we drank our drink, I looked into Gloria's eyes. They looked a little tired but they still sparkled. She was just a very beautiful, sexy woman.
I looked at my watch and said, "Are you ready to go?"
"Not really," she said, "but I guess we have to."
I looked at my watch again and then back at Gloria. "Maybe we don't have to just yet. Gloria, I want to eat your pussy again before we go."
She put down her drink and quickly took her pants off. "I thought you would never ask," she said. She went and sat on the edge of the bed and I knelt in front of her. I slid my hands underneath her bottom and buried my face again in her pussy. It tasted even better and hotter than before if that's possible. I alternated between sucking, licking, kissing, biting and using my fingers to play with her pussy. Gloria was once again in heat.
You've got to fuck me now Joseph," she said. Without hesitation, I mounted her, putting my dick again in this extraordinary woman's pussy. I fucked her slow, then hard, then slow again. I tried everything to keep from coming because I wanted this to last forever. Finally, it was more than I could bear and, after several hard, deep thrusts, I emptied myself again into Gloria's wetness.
We got dressed quickly this time and gave each other a good long kiss before departing.
Driving home, I was in a fog, an almost dream-like state. I couldn't imagine my dream coming true. And I couldn't imagine that the reality was even better than the dream.
The great thing about it was that Gloria was everything I thought she would be and more. She was fun to be with and a totally sexual woman. When we were alone together, her sexuality had no boundaries or inhibitions. She was a woman who appreciated the true greatness of sex.
A smile came to me when I thought about what Gloria had said just before we left the hotel. "Joseph," she said, "I wish you had said something to me when I was 16-years-old. It would have been great if you had been the first one to eat my pussy. Just think of all the good times we could have been having all these years."
"Well, the past is past," I said. "I'm just glad we finally got together. It was an unbelievable experience for me."
"Don't say 'was'," Gloria said. "This is only the beginning."
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