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Viviane was naked on my body in the soft bed that I share with my husband. We were kissing passionately that Saturday afternoon. She licked my neck. She touched my breasts. My skin felt itchy and warm. Her tongue slid over my boobs, belly and waist. She suckled my nipples. It drove me crazy! I felt my breasts, clitoris and vaginal lips stiffen (hard and swollen with excitement). Vivi rubbed her right knee against my white panties! There were contractions inside of my vagina. She was crying! Wow...I enjoyed getting wet even more than that, my cotton underpants. Our breaths mingled together! Her smelly hair all the time touched my face. It pinched me... No problem! It was nice to have it on me! What a delight...Our sister-in-law in my love nest!
Her tongue went down my neck and left a trail of saliva all the way up to her panties. She kissed me parakeet on top of my underpants, and I felt the warmth from her mouth in my cleft! My liquid gushing out from inside my bowels increased even more my internal heat. A cauldron was simmering within me! Lovingly Vivi looked at me and closed my legs; she smiled! She tucked her fingers into my pants and pulled them gently off leaving it on the bed. She caressed my feet with her tongue and sucked my toes. Wow... The warmth of her mouth warming my feet and causing sensations that I hadn't felt for a long time! She touched my skin with her white fingernails. What soft hands! He grabbed me by the thighs and opened them up! He looked at me and took his right-hand fingers to lick me! Vivi was four years old. I could tell she caressed her clitoris with her left hand! I could see, from the frost forming between her legs, her big vaginal lips wobbling. I enjoyed sucking on her toes and watching her touch herself. It was very sexy! What a woman!
He pulled his wet fingers out of my mouth and licked them! It seemed that he loved the taste of my saliva. He inserted it in between my legs. Two toes. Pointer and middle finger. Entered deliciously... There was no resistance! I felt them invade me and pull away from me the walls of the vagina. What a delightful sensation! I was on clouds! Alive, she lapped timidly among her penetrating fingers. She moved away. I noticed her tongue crawling into my melado. Her salivate mixed with mine stretched and tied us together. She immediately tried to break this thread of saliva by licking it. I groaned and my vaginal contractions shook my hips at her fingers. Once again, I poured out my hardness! Vivi pulled back her finger to insert her tongue into me! She held onto my thighs and licked my stuffing! I felt her mouth sucking on the walls of my vagina! My big little lips fit perfectly in her wet mouth! Delicious! I could feel that language coming and going... Almost climbing up through the wall! I was twisting myself! It? Exploring me more and more! Bandit (Laughter)
Vivi began to moan louder. She enjoyed masturbating herself! I was four, and her body made a fantastic incline in front of me; I could feel her groaning between my legs; the warmth of her breath as she gasped over my swollen breastbone; she spit on my cheekbones; she walked around with me - I realized that she was enjoying making love to me. (That's good to know) I pulled her by the shoulders. We kissed like crazy! Her boobs clutched at my nipples and our stiff tits rubbed against each other!
I was crazy to see that gorgeous ass on my face! I asked for half-nine. She smiled... Whispered to me, "I'm a girl delight!" Pinched out one of her green eyes and turned over at me. I put two pillows underneath my neck and received this beautiful hip sticking up against my face. Soft skin. Nice! Meaty and itchy. I passed my hands across her smooth buttocks, licked them open and then opened. I stood admiring her anus and vagina. Pink and super wet! Hot... Exhaling rose petals steaming in the water! Clutching the spare part of her butt and not holding back... Crackling my teeth! She then contracted her hip and moaned in pain. Aaaah! I laughed, running my hands over to comfort her. (Laughter) I stuck my tongue up his sweaty asshole. I forced myself into it. I played with him. That smell of unwashed buttocks still lingered on. Mocking and licking my mouth and nose with your acidic liquid!
I stood with my legs open and bent, feeling her fingers go in and out of my vagina. Her beautiful mouth on my clitoris! Her tongue swaying back and forth! It was spinning. We had fun together! She managed to loosen up and feel at ease with me. A delight it was making love to Vivi! (I couldn't convey everything that I felt when I made love to her for the first time into this text.)
Vivi has these big, bulging vaginal lips. I held them with the tips of my fingers and thumbs and forefinger and opened them tenderly. I looked at them and noticed that they formed a butterfly with open wings. I loved it! I pulled them out in my mouth and was joking; sucking.
Her mother's milk ran down her beaks and flooded my belly! I went crazy with a hard-on (she was breastfeeding her son at the time) Vivi realized that I liked it and started squeezing them as she explored between my legs with her eager tongue of pleasure. She formed a puddle of breastmilk on me which soon spilled over the bed sheet.
Vivi pulled her butt out of my face, lay down next to me. Offered me a breast (I've loved mother's milk since childhood!) I nudged it and sucked on its horny beak. What soft chest! Heavy! She groaned with pleasure and caressed my blond hair; started touching her clitoris with her fingertips, masturbating beside me; sobbed and began enjoying the sensation that my mouth was drawing in her milk; she took it from my lips. Vivi closed her eyes and bit her lower lip off her mouth. Squeezed both breasts tightly and spat mother' s milk all over my face. (Laughter) Vivi looked like a dairy cow! Sexy! (I was sure I was beginning to love my sister-in-law!) She looked beautiful. Vivi opened her eyes and saw that all of my face had splashed out, she kissed me on the mouth; I could feel her tongue rubbing against mine and then running across my whole face to lick off her milk. We were kissing each other with the taste of mother's milk! Hmmm... delicious! And we started laughing at our innocent little joke! Lying down together, embracing one another sweating and bald. Smelling breastmilk! Getting some rest in an embrace: two <unk>chas full of love and desire for each other.
After about twenty minutes, her little Juan woke up. He was crying non-stop; he was hungry and wanted his mommy's breasts too! (Laughter) I went to meet him in the guest room even though he was naked. Vivi ran into my bathroom suite. I played around with Juan and distracted him. She came out of the shower wearing my pink robe and offered her beautiful breasts full of milk to satisfy her baby boy. Juan sucked so sweetly! (I envied it - laughter). Vivi was beautifully nursing her six-month-old calf. (Remember that breast milk is the only food a newborn needs until he or she reaches six months of age. If you can, continue to nurse your child up to three years old. Breastmilk is rich in mother's antibodies; by feeding it she has an opportunity to pass them on. Among other things, it protects the baby from infections.)
My name is Ana Cláudia. I'm 38 years old, 1.65 meters tall and weigh 69 kilograms; my skin is white and soft with dark brown eyes, blond hair, smooth (sloppy) and long; my hips are wide, breasts medium in height, mouth full of flesh and thighs well made up. At that time, I was 32 and Viviane 27.
Over the next few days, I noticed that Viviane didn't want to talk about what had happened between us. That was expected of me; she had never been with a woman and was afraid for herself. Conflicts! She just lost her husband and needed to take care of their son. I gave time patiently. Day by day we only talked about matters not related to our love. On the other hand, our friendship grew stronger. I told my husband about the carnal encounter I had with Vivian, our sister-in-law. Peter got excited! His eyes lit up. He loved the details, masturbating next to me in our soft bed.
Twenty days later, in the morning after Pedro left for work and took our children to school, I was having coffee with Viviane.
Don't be afraid of what happened between us.
I could see that as Viviane listened to me, her beautiful green eyes filled with tears. She lowered her head and closed them. There was silence! After a few seconds she looked at me and said in a trembling voice:
- Ana Cláudia, you are a married woman. I am living with you and your husband. Pedro is Henry's brother. I owe respect to you for welcoming me at this very difficult time in my life. I have a newborn son to raise. I can not keep relating to you and betraying the trust of my brother-in-law. I never imagined myself falling in love with a woman. My heart loves you but my head does not yet accept this love for you. I'm confused! I feel afraid! All this is too new for me. I passionately loved those intimate moments we had. They are unforgettable! Do you understand me Cacau? (cocoa is an intimate and affectionate nickname that she and my husband call me)
As she confided her thoughts to me, I admired her even more. It became moist listening to her say that she was in love with me. Loved... We felt the same thing! I had to find a way to get these fears and nerves out of her head. (Viviane does not know that Peter's dream is to live together with me and another woman. If I revealed this at that moment it could scare her further.) After hearing her vent, I commented:
- Vivi, don't be afraid. I understand you! I know what you are feeling. I have also been through it. You are not alone! Count on me! Don't blame yourself! Do not be the first person to condemn yourself. Be by your side. The world is already too cruel. You aren't disrespecting our house. Nor my husband. I am Peter's wife, friend and accomplice. He knows what happened between us. I do not keep secrets from my husband
Viviane rolled her eyes, ashamedly whispering:
I thought it was our secret.
I immediately explained:
Vivi, he knows I'm a lesbian. He knows that I love him as my friend and the father of our children. We have respect for each other, love, understanding, sincerity, affection!
Viviane calmed down:
Oh, my God.
I said:
Peter doesn't judge him, he respects and admires you. He just asks us to take care of our children. They must not witness explicit affection.
Viviane was stunned by my revelation, and I could tell from the look on her face that she felt relieved at what I had said. It seemed as if a weight had been lifted off of her conscience -- (I needed to find some way to bring her into my relationship with Peter.) So I decided not to frighten her any further.
As the days went on, Viviane looked at me more and more desirous of my caresses but she kept her composure. She still didn't accept our lesbian relationship. Little did she know that I had another surprise in store for her!
Look, I confess that I had a lot of patience as time went on waiting for her to accept falling in love with me.
I've been a lesbian for as long as people have known me. I had dated and gone out with some women before marrying Peter, but she was different. I felt that I really loved her like no one else ever did. I could handle it better. She was part of my universe. And yet it was difficult to reconcile children, husband, work and the love I nurtured for her. I also had and still have fears and insecurities. Who doesn't? I counted on Pedro's support. I cried many times in his arms. (sometimes I have the feeling that my husband has a kiss between his legs... he understand me very much! <unk> laughter)
Imagine the conflicts inside Viviane's head? She saw herself as a lesbian. Besides, she had just lost her husband and was raising a beautiful child on her own. She needed some time to understand and accept herself for who she is. I sensitized with her. Peter did too. He maintained his position of my safe harbor. We were tuned in and sure that we wanted Vivian adding to our love; living an amorous triangle together. Peter and I were already in love with her. She probably felt the same way about us, but she needed to see that inside of her thoughts -- connect your head and heart. (Confidence) Being able to wait is a great virtue!
[Continue in the story "Anniversary Gift"]
The opening part of this is in "Cotton Socks" and "Our Sister-in-Law".
Guys, that's it for today.