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Archive name: sweet.txt (MFF, inc)
Authors name: Tim (address withheld)
Story title : Sweet Sally

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Sweet Sally 
By Tim (address withheld)
Shylock's Story Pages

***

Honeymoon hijinks with a newlywed couple and the 
bride's sister. (MFF, inc)

***

It all started a few years ago on my wedding day. I had 
met my future wife eight months earlier at a charity 
fundraiser for a local homeless shelter, and we hit it 
off immediately. Within days, she had me over for 
dinner to meet her family, and within two months, we 
were engaged to be married. 

It was during that dinner with her family that I was 
introduced to her younger sister, Sally. Sally was a 
shy, but beautiful girl, with long, silky smooth legs 
that never seemed to end, and a pair of breasts so 
perfect you'd swear they were fake, but these were very 
real.

Not that my fiance wasn't keeping me happy in bed, but 
from the first time I saw Sally, I immediately began to 
fantasize about what it would be like to explore the 
depths of her taut, shapely body.

Of course, I knew I would never get the chance to act 
on my desires, but nevertheless, I thought of Sally 
often. What made matters even worse was the fact that 
Sally had just recently returned home from college. She 
had no boyfriend, and apparently no prospects for 
finding one anytime soon, so she would occasionally 
accompany my wife and me when we would go out on dates. 

My wife didn't seem to mind this intrusion by her 
sister, and I certainly appreciated the chance to get 
some glimpses of Sally's hot body in some of the more 
revealing outfits she usually wore on these "dates." 
Occasionally, we would all joke about how lucky I was 
to be dating two pretty women at once. We all seemed to 
get a good laugh out of that one.

Back to my wedding day. Everything had gone smoothly at 
the church during the wedding ceremony. My wife and I 
couldn't wait to get to the reception afterwards to 
mingle with all our guests and thank them for joining 
us for our special day. We would be leaving later that 
night to go to a small, secluded resort hotel in 
Cancun, Mexico, for a weeklong honeymoon, and we were 
anxious to leave as soon as possible. 

Of course, we first had to go through the obligatory 
first dance, cake cutting, and all the other post 
ceremony events every bride and groom are subjected to. 
We had decided to add a special dance to the lineup. 
The Dollar Disco, as it was called, was a way for us to 
receive some extra cash from our guests for our 
honeymoon. Guests would line up and pay a minimum of 
one dollar to have a dance with the bride or the groom. 
This would go on as long as the guests were willing to 
keep giving us money. We had seen it done before, and 
it was wildly successful and enjoyable for all 
involved.

It was during the Dollar Disco that I got the first 
hint of what was to come. I noticed that Sally had 
waited around in the back of my line, with a fistful of 
dollar bills. When it was her turn, she put the money 
in the hat, and sauntered over to where I was standing. 

All the songs during the Dollar Disco are slow songs, 
so when Sally reached me, she locked her hands around 
the back of my neck and pulled herself close as we 
started dancing. I couldn't believe how close I was to 
the object of all my fantasies over the preceding 
months. I could feel her luscious breasts pressing into 
my chest as we gently rocked back and forth to the 
music.

We danced for a while, and then Sally looked up at me 
and asked, "Are you looking forward to your honeymoon?"

"Sure," I said, "who wouldn't look forward to a week on 
the beach in Mexico with a beautiful woman?" 

She appeared deep in thought for a few moments, and 
then said, "Are you going to miss me while you're 
gone?"

"Of course I am," I replied. "You've been an important 
part of our lives for eight months now. We'll both miss 
you deeply while we're gone." This didn't appear to 
satisfy her. 

"No," she said, "are YOU going to miss me while you're 
gone?" 

I was shocked. Could it be that my sister-in-law, the 
object of my secret desires, was coming on to me? I 
decided to go for the honest approach and see where it 
led. "Yes, I will," I acknowledged, "it just won't be 
the same without you around. To tell you the truth, 
I've become quite accustomed to having you with us on 
dates, and I've missed your company on the nights when 
you didn't feel like going out."

She appeared to brighten up when I told her this. 
Nothing more was said regarding the issue that night, 
but I would soon learn that I had said all that I 
needed to. 

My new wife and I boarded a flight that evening for 
Mexico, and upon arrival, checked into our hotel room 
on the beach. Needless to say, as I was pounding my 
cock into my wife's pussy that night, I was fantasizing 
that I was making love to Sally. I had an explosive 
orgasm like none I'd ever had before. 

We got up the next morning, and I rolled over on top of 
my new wife. "Not right now," she said. "Let's get 
dressed and go get some breakfast first." I was willing 
to do just about anything to get back into her pants, 
so I reluctantly agreed.

We made our way down to the breakfast buffet, and, when 
I picked up my plate, my wife asked me to get her one 
too, as she had to run back to the room to get 
something she forgot. I filled two plates with food, 
and several minutes later, my wife came back and sat at 
the table I had picked out, a table with a wonderful 
view of the ocean. "What'd you forget?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said. "Just a little surprise.

We ate and talked about the wedding for the next twenty 
minutes, and then when we were finished, we got up and 
walked the short distance back to our room. When we got 
to the door, she told me to wait.

"Why," I asked. She was ready with an answer. 

"Because, I want to make this really special. I'm going 
to go in and get in bed after I pull the curtains 
closed. When I call you, come on in and crawl in with 
me." Again, eager to please, I agreed.

After what seemed like an eternity, I heard my wife's 
muffled voice from inside the room, inviting me inside. 
I went into the room, immediately stripping off my 
clothes. I made my way over to the bed, or at least the 
shape that I thought was the bed, from the dim lighting 
in the room it was hard to tell. I decided I would 
immediately try to clean the taste of breakfast out of 
my mouth, so I lifted the covers from the foot of the 
bed and crawled my way to my wife's midsection. I 
stopped when my face reached her pussy. 

I could smell the musky aroma, and I immediately got a 
raging hard on. I didn't waste any time before I 
reached my tongue out and licked that tasty cunt. I 
slid in and out of her sopping wet crack, stopping 
every few seconds at the protrusion of her swollen clit 
and flicking my tongue back and forth across it. I 
could hear her moaning as I did this. She always did 
like me to tongue-fuck her, and I enjoyed it, so I did 
it whenever I got the chance. 

She tasted a little bit different today. I wasn't sure 
why, but I wrote it off as being due to the change in 
environment. Hell, this was Mexico, maybe it was the 
water! I continued licking that sweet pussy for quite 
some time, eventually reaching my finger around behind 
her back and sliding it into what I knew was a virgin 
asshole. She moaned even louder as my digit entered her 
rear end. I was afraid she might make me remove it, but 
I could feel her excitement build once I entered her. 
Besides, she was concentrating on the expert job my 
tongue was performing on her swollen clit.

Eventually, my tongue became tired from the constant 
motion of flicking it back and forth across my sweet 
wife's clit, so I decided I would let my other muscles 
get a workout for a while. My cock was hard as a steel 
pole, so I put her legs over my shoulders and worked my 
way up far enough that I could slide my shaft deep into 
her crevice. As I entered her, she let out a moan so 
loud, I was afraid the couple in the next room would be 
disturbed. I slid in slowly, all the way, until my 
balls were resting against her ass. 

Then I began to slide in an out in a smooth, rhythmic 
motion, slowly at first, then faster and harder, until 
I could hear my balls slapping against her ass with 
every thrust. She was nearly howling with pleasure at 
this point, but I had forgotten k about this, because 
it was at that instant that I exploded. My cum shot out 
in spurt after spurt of hot milky cream, all over her 
chest and face. 

As soon as I let loose, she pulled me forward and put 
her mouth around my organ, sucking it until every last 
drop was down her throat. While she was sucking me 
clean, I remembered the tits. I reached down with my 
right hand and felt the perfect globe of her left 
breast. These, clearly, were not my wife's tits.

I climbed off of my conquest and reached for the lamp 
by the bed. I flipped the lamp on and turned to see if 
what I suspected was true. She had the covers over her 
head, but I knew it wasn't my wife. I knew this because 
I could see my wife sitting in the chair next to the 
bed, fully clothed. I felt a mixture of horror and 
excitement coarse through my body. What had I done?

I reached down slowly to remove the covers from the 
female I had just fucked in every way imaginable, and 
when I removed the covers, I was shocked, and extremely 
excited to see that I had just put my cock into my 
sister-in-law, Sally. She had a sheepish grin on her 
face, as did my wife. 

"What just happened here?" I asked, unable to believe 
that this had been planned. "Sally flew in early this 
morning, Hon," my wife answered, "and I knew you'd miss 
her if you didn't get to see her during our whole 
honeymoon." 

"I hope you don't mind," Sally said, shyly. "You said 
last night you'd miss me, so I thought you might like 
this."

Needless to say, I agreed that, yes, I did like the 
experience. That was the beginning of a beautiful 
relationship with my sister-in-law. My wife even joined 
in, sometimes. Sally recently got married to a high 
school sweetheart, and my wife and I really enjoyed the 
honeymoon in Jamaica.

END

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