Fantasizing about my sister-in-law
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“Have you ever thought about being with a woman?” my husband asked. We’d been sharing a glass of wine and talking about our kinks and fantasies. None of them had made me bat an eye, until that one. It made me go bright red, and Dan interpreted that correctly as a yes. “Anyone I know?” he prodded. “No,” I lied. “Then who?” he countered. He was very keen to know, but how can I possibly tell him that the woman I have a huge crush on right now is his sister Brooke! He’d go from being aroused to sickened. But Dan is VERY stubborn, so after a few days of asking, I tell him. Turns out, he wasn’t sickened at all. In fact, it was the complete opposite. Because my husband hadn’t shared his biggest fetish. Incest. Since we now had a shared interest in the same person, Dan made a suggestion. Brooke and her husband lived a couple hours away, but they would often visit us for the weekend and spend the night. The next time they did, Dan wanted to hire a bodyhopping prostitute to hop his sister so we could all have a kinky threesome. It was a crazy idea, but the very thought made me jump his bones right there. The next time Brooke and her husband visited, we spent a wonderful evening together. I made sure to keep topping off her husband’s wine glass so he’d turn in early. Sure enough, he excused himself around 10pm and went to the guest room on the other side of the house. My husband texted the hopper, who was on standby, and she was inside Brooke five minutes later. I had my mouth on her perky tits five seconds after that. My husband began stroking himself to the sight of his wife and sister making out. The hopper turned Brook’s face towards my husband and began moaning as I flicked her tits with my tongue. I had to put a hand over her mouth to keep her from being too loud. Don’t want Brooke’s husband catching us. He’d tell his wife and they probably would never visit again. Can’t let that happen. Cause I’m hoping this will become a regular thing.