When we got to bed my husband pulled my pussy to his face and started licking me. It felt so good.
“This couldn’t have anything to do with my sister’s panties, could it?” I teased. At that point I didn’t care, all I cared about was his tongue against my clit. I came.
He moved up my body and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. He pushed forward. He sank right into me. It felt so good.
“Mmmmm,” I moaned.
Then I started. I don’t know why, but I liked bringing up my sister when we were in bed.
“She did wear cute panties. I may have to up my game,” I said. “Or would you rather see them on the floor? She has a cute ass and pussy. I’m sorry I got to see it and you didn’t.”
My husband moaned and started pumping me harder. This time he responded, “Yes I would love to see hers, and your panties on the floor.”
“Next to each other?” I teased
“God yes,” he replied.
“Hmmmmm, would you want to take them off us or have us take them off each other.”
“Yes,” he answered. We both laughed.
He pushed my legs straight up lifting my ass off the bed. In this position, he could thrust deeper and I could get his whole cock in my cunt.
“Ummmphh..,” I grunted as he thrust into me.
“That’s it baby, fuck me,” I said as his cock pumped me. I was feeling like his slut. I loved that feeling. “Fuck your little slut. Fuck my cunt. I’ll give you anything you want.”
I meant it. I loved him so much, and he treated me so well that I would do anything, and yes, anything, for him. I knew his love for me and that if he told me to do it, our love and I would be safe.
I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me.
“Well, we can talk about her later,” I whispered. “Right now I want all of you on and in me.” I thrust my hips into him and fucked back as he pumped me.
“Umppphh, ummmph. Ummphhh,” I grunted. “Yes, Yes, yes, god yes,” I screamed as I came.
I let him fuck me another orgasm and then I was getting tired. I pulled him to me. “Cum in me love,” I whispered. “I want to sleep knowing part of you is inside of me.” I kissed him. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me.
“Cum for me baby. Give it all to me,” I said.
I felt him stiffen. I felt the hot cum flood my pussy with pulse after pulse. I came again. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning. I ran into Ebube in the kitchen. “Good night last night?” she asked.
I looked at her.
“That, ‘Yes, god yes’ was pretty loud. Normally I can only hear muffled sounds, but that was loud and clear.”
I laughed. “I’m so sorry,” I said. Then added, with a small conspiratorial smile, “but yeah, it was good.”
She laughed. “I’m glad one of us is getting it good,” she retorted.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “Watching us and being alone must be hard for you,” I sympathized.
“Actually, no, it’s kind of nice. It reminds there is still true love in the world and feels good to be a part of it. Even as a close observer,” she said.
“You’re much more than that,” I said and I hugged her.
That night as I changed for the evening I thought about Ebube in a t-shirt and boy shorts. I looked at the little cotton bikinis I wore at night. They were cute, but I owned a lot of nicer stuff I always changed out of or saved for nights out. I wondered why. Kunle loved me in sexy panties, why wasn’t I wearing them more often?
I pulled out a white lace-string bikini pair and stepped into them. I looked in the mirror. I forgot how hot I looked in them. I pulled on a small top that left my naval exposed. Let him check her out now, I laughed to myself.
When I headed downstairs Ebube and Kunle were there in the sitting room. Plenty of room for me next to Kunle. Ebube was in a top and boyshorts again. They both looked at me.
“Whoa sis,” Ebube said. “Lookin’ hot. Someone’s gonna get laid tonight.”
“Well,” I laughed. “With you sitting there all sexy, I figured I needed to up my game to keep Kunle’s attention.”
We all laughed.
What we didn’t realize then was that this was the start of the ‘panty war’ as Kunle, laughingly, now likes to call it.
I always said my sister and I were loving. I never said we weren’t competitive. If one of us would get hurt, we would never compete, but if it was just fun.. game on.
The next night I wore a different t-shirt and string bikini panties. The top came to just about my navel.
She was wearing a tp above the navel and a skimpier pair of boy shorts than the night before that showed a lot of cheek.
It just got worse, or better depending on your point of view.
Every day we were in panties and tops. Everything was covered. I had bathing suits that covered less. One day she or I would show up in boy shorts, string bikinis, or sexy bikini panties. Sometimes they were very low cut. Sometimes they showed a lot of cheek. Once I wore a silk pair of very low-cut string bikinis that tied on the sides.
The tops would also change. Navels were always exposed. Sometimes as short as the rib cage. Sometimes low cut and shows a lot of cleavage.
We were each trying to outdo the other.
I have to admit, the panty war made me hot. I fucked Kunle every night, and when I say I fucked him, I mean I fucked him. I practically attacked him every night. I wanted to be fucked hard and dirty. I wanted to suck his cock. I wanted to take it from behind. I wanted to ride his cock. I even had my ass fucked. I wanted cum all over me. The panty war made me super horny. If I had ever acted like a slut in bed before, I outdid it during the panty wars.
Sometimes, well often, I had to bring up Ebube while fucking. Especially when he was taking me from behind. I liked the fact that my ass probably looked just like Ebube’s. I liked teasing Kunle with it.
Often I would be on my knees, my chest and my head on the mattress. I loved that position. I could take Kunle deep and feel every inch of his cock. But, the aspect of him not seeing my face, I could be anyone I wanted or, anyone he wanted was a super turn-on.
One experience was super hot. I had started teasing him. I got on my hands and knees. I was so wet these nights I needed no foreplay.
“Get over here and fuck me,” I begged. “Give me that cock. Fuck me like your slut. Stuff my cunt with that big hard meat.”
“Oh, you think just because you’re running around in your underwear that that’s slutty enough to get you fucked like a slut,” he responded as he climbed on the bed behind me and positioned himself.
“Please,” I begged. “I need to be fucked.”
He placed the head of his cock against my wet pussy lips. “What do you want?” he teased.
I pressed back trying to push myself onto his cock. He kept pulling back just pressing the tip of his cock against the entrance to my pussy.
“I wanna get fucked,” I screamed. Thinking about it now I realize there was no way Ebube didn’t hear me.
“Fuck me, you bastard. Fuck your slutty wife’s pussy. “Here,” I put my head down on the bed sticking my ass up higher. “If you don’t want to fuck me, pretend it’s Ebube’s pussy. I’m sure from that view we look alike.”
He grabbed his cock and started rubbing it up and down my wet slit from clit to asshole. I was so wet he was spreading my juices all over my clit and ass.
“Please, please,” I begged. “Stick it in me. Stick it in my pussy, fuck my ass. I don’t care, just fuck me.
“Do you think Ebube ever had her ass fucked? Maybe you could be the first to take her virgin ass.” I said, again trying to push back onto his cock.
With a grunt, he shoved his cock deep in my pussy. I came. He started to pump his cook into me slamming me into the bed with each thrust. I was wet, you could hear the sound of my juices every time he pulled back.
He pushed my shoulders to the bed and started pounding me.
“That’s it baby, fuck your slut, pound that pussy. Who’s pussy are you thinking about, mine or Ebube’s. Would you like to have Ebube’s sweet pussy here spread in front of you. You could see your cock spreading her lips as you pushed your cock into her.”
He started fucking me harder. I came again.
“Unnngh, unnngh, unnghh,” I grunted with every thrust.
“That’s it baby, take that pussy, take that cunt, fuck it, fuck it hard,” I panted.
“Come on me baby, come all over my ass, paint it with your cum. I want to feel it hot and sticky on my skin, dripping down my ass and thighs. Come for me.”
I could feel him start to tense. At the last minute, he pulled out. Rope after rope landed on my ass, back, and thighs. It felt hot. It felt like it clung to my skin. I loved it.
I got thirsty and asked Kunle if he wanted some water. He said yes. I pulled on a t-shirt that just covered my ass and headed to the kitchen. I could feel the cum drying on my skin. I started getting horny again.
When I reached the den Ebube was there watching TV.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she said.
“I’m sorry,” I replied. “I’m just heading to the kitchen to get some water.”
She watched me as I headed for the kitchen.
“Is that what I think it is?” she asked.
I played dumb. I had forgotten I was dripping with drying cum.
“Ummm,” I stammered, not knowing what to say.
“It is,” she laughed. “Lucky you. I can’t remember the last time a man came on me.”
There was some information. Who knew my little sister liked it when guys came on her? Maybe she was more like me than I knew.
“I love the way it feels,” I said. “Sometimes when he cums on my face I fantasize that we go out and everyone sees the cum drying on my face.”
“Mmmmmm,” she replied. “That sounds fun.”
“Slut,” I teased.
“I wish,” she replied. “Right now I’m more like a nun.”
I laughed.
The panty war went on for at least a month. Then one day we both showed up wearing matching pink boy shorts and pink tank tops.
“Jinx,” we both said at the same time and laughed.
