Lusty Stories

Sister-in-law Hina Second Part...

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I turned a little and, due to the proximity, could feel the warmth from her neck on my mouth, turning me on.

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All my senses were now on high and I was wide awake. I became acutely aware of the shape of her body against mine.

The cut of her summer dress allowed me a birdseye view of her perfect cleavage, and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.

I could almost see the faint outline of a n****e near the top of her dress. Hina adjusted to try to get more comfortable

and I could feel the crack of her ass lightly trace my c**k. I know she didn't intend for it to do so, she was just too innocent.

Plus, she and I didn't have that kind of relationship; she looked at me like her older brother. How could I betray her trust?

So I tried to focus and closed my eyes to get some sleep. It had been about ten minutes, but the warmth and softness of her body against mine was too distracting.

As she relaxed more, her body melted into mine; the closeness felt amazing. The bumpy motion from the highway was creating this awkward friction between her ass and me.

My c**k was getting harder and pushing up along her crack toward her p***y. Luckily the tension in my shorts was keeping my c**k from pressing fully into her crack,

otherwise, I'm sure she would feel it. I needed some distraction or I would go crazy.

"Komal, you there? Could you turn up the

music? I can't reach the radio," I asked.

"Yea sure Varun, aren't you tired? Is Hina asleep?"

"I think so, but I'm having trouble dozing

off... just needed some noise, you know? Little louder please."

"Ok, sounds good, don't be afraid to wake Hina up if you need to stretch or anything."

I could barely hear Komal over the music, so I

just reached over the suitcase and lightly placed my hand on top of her head in thanks.

I tried to focus on the dance music, but honestly, it was getting me even more riled up. I closed my eyes, but that only accentuated my other senses.

With the beat of the song, my head being a little foggy from exhaustion, and the warm ass

grinding against my body,

it kind of felt like I was at a club. I opened my eyes and immediately noticed her long perfectly smooth legs.

Her hands had fallen to either side and the thin dress she was down holding in place was now riding high up on her thigh.

Her left dress strap had also fallen off her shoulder, making her perfect cleavage even deeper.

My c**k was almost completely hard, and the pressure buildup felt like I could explode.

"Hina, are you awake?" I whispered.

No response but the soft, steady, up and down of her chest. s**t, man, she's your sister-in-law!

I tried to gently readjust myself so my c**k wasn't pressed so closely along her p***y.

It already took all my will power not to grab her juicy t**s with one hand, hoist her up with the other, and f**k her right here. I closed my eyes again. After a few more minutes of this,

all the friction, body heat, pressure added up, and I couldn't think straight anymore. My body started acting on its own.

First, I glanced again toward Komal to make sure we couldn't see eachother. Second, I looked at Hina to make sure she was asleep.

By her steady breathing motion, knew that she was. I gently set my right hand on her right thigh. God, her skin was so soft.

I lightly wrapped my left arm around her skinny waist and pulled her tight against my body. Hina stirred slightly,

and I quickly relaxed my grip around her waist. She relaxed again and slumped her body against me.

I held this position with my arm around her waist, and my hand on her right thigh for awhile, just enjoying the feel of my wife's younger sister pressed against me.

I used my left hand to softly massage along her flat stomach, slowly rising higher and higher until I reached her underboob.

My c**k was rock hard now. I couldn't think clearly anymore, and Hina was no longer Hina to me, but some hot teenage girl sitting on my lap half naked.

My hand slowly inched up and pressed lightly against her right tit. I could feel the softness fill my palm against the thin fabric of her dress.

she was about the same size as my wife, except Hina's t**s were younger and firmer. I squeezed lightly and my c**k twitched against her p***y.

Her spot was so warm, and maybe I was imagining it, but it also felt slightly damp down there.

My right hand began sliding her dress up until I could see her pink panties peeking out. I could see the long bulge of my c**k sticking straight out between her legs, pressed against the bottom of her panties.

This was escalating so fast, but I didn't

care. My hot wife was sitting less than two feet away from me,

and I was feeling up her hot younger sister, who was asleep on my

lap.

I needed to figure out a way to get my shorts off the pressure buildup was just too much.

Glancing again at Hina, I wrapped my left arm around her waist again, and pushed up with my legs so that I was partially off the seat.

Using my right hand, I pulled my shorts down past my knees, freeing my fully erect c**k.

I ran my hand along her smooth leg and slid her dress up to fully reveal her panties before sitting us back down on the seat.

My bare c**k pointed forward, with my shaft pressing against her panties along her slit. It felt so good.

If I just leaned her forward a bit... my c**k would be pointing straight into her opening. Only her thin panties was separating my c**k from rubbing right against her p***y.

If I just slid her panties to the side...

I hesitated though, and instead I reached under and used my right hand to push my bare c**k up, gently using it to massage her p***y.

Despite her panties blocking me, it still felt amazing. My left hand continued massaging her right boob, and my right hand was rubbing my c**k head against her p***y.

I felt her wetness seeping through her panties, and at the same time, Hina began stirring and breathing harder.

I heart a soft moan from her throat, as her head rolled on my shoulder. She was now breathing directly on my neck.

My hands froze, my left hand still pressed against her tit through her dress, and my right hand released my c**k.

The wet stain on her panties was very noticeable. After a couple seconds, I gently used my right hand to cup her p***y to feel the moisture, in hopes of calming her down a bit.

How would I explain this situation if she wakes up? How would she react?

When her breathing slowed back down a bit, I reached my left hand slowly through the top of her dress to cup her juicy tit directly in my hand.

My God, the skin on skin felt so good. Her n****e was already hard, and I gently massaged her tit.

My c**k twitched against the back of my hand, which was still cupping her p***y. I used my right hand to slowly trace the outline of her slit over her panties.

I could feel more wetness through the fabric. I spread my legs a little, which caused her legs to open some more, to give me easier access.

I pulled aside her panties to reveal her cleanly shaven p***y. It was so wet... just like my wife. I pressed my shaft along her p***y lips - it felt so soft.

Hina moaned again, and her breathing quickened. My gorgeous loving wife was right next to me, hidden from view, and here I was groping my hot sleeping sister-in-law, inches from f*****g her.

I gently parted her p***y lips and pressed the tip of my c**k against her entrance. It was so wet, I knew it would slide right in with even a small nudge.

I continued to massage her slit. While squeezing her boob with my other hand, just as I was about to give it a test, I suddenly felt Hina's body tighten against me. I looked over at her and her eyes were open and shocked.

"Varun, what are you doing??"

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To be continued...