Sister in Law’s SexToys

Early last year, my father-in-law passed away. About a month prior, my sister-in-law Marie had moved from another state to help my wife care for him in his final days. Marie wasn’t sure how long she would be staying, or if she and her husband would move down permanently, so she brought a huge amount of her personal items with her.

Marie and I have never been close; she has been married several years, but had quite the “reputation” for being up for a good time with the guys from her single days. According to my wife, Marie is a nymphomaniac. Fast forward to a few months after my father-in-law’s passing. Marie had decided to move back to her home state (her husband had never come down, and she’d been here alone for months), and had been gone for about a week.

Marie had left a lot of her personal stuff at her dad’s house, and apparently had forgotten a few things. I was at work, and I got a call from my wife, saying that Marie needed some items shipped to her ASAP, and my wife didn’t have time to get them for her. I asked what she wanted, and was surprised to hear that she wanted me to go over to Marie’s bedroom, get her bras out of her dresser, and then ship them to her via UPS!

I get over to the bedroom, and threw her bras into a bag. I was surprised to find several toys hidden under her bras, in the drawer. I wasn’t too shocked to find them, only surprised that she had forgotten they were there, and here I was looking at them.

When I called her to get her address, I almost didn’t say anything; finally I told her that I saw all her toys, and asked if they “did the job for her?” She was a little embarrassed, of course, but then just admitted, “Hell yeah, I love them”, and proceeded to tell me what she liked about each one, and which was her favorite. She said that no matter where she goes, she always takes a small toy with her.

She told me that she had forgotten to take any home though, and asked me to go back and get her favorite one, and ship it to her also. By this time, I was over the top horny, and so was she. I went back, and got her favorite toy (a 4″ long smooth, curved white vibrator). I called her back, and told her that I had the toy in my pocket, and was so horny I might have to figure out a way to put it to use before I sent it to her. So told me to go ahead – she’d used toys on her boyfriends and husbands many times, and a vibrator under the tip of their cock got them off every time.

I took her advice, and gave it a try. WOW! A few days later, I called her after I shipped it, and told her that I cleaned it off, and put in fresh batteries for her. I had never had any thoughts or fantasies about Marie previously, but she had me going. I told her that I had been masturbating at least twice a day, fantasizing about watching her use her toys. I forgot to mention, that even though Marie is in her mid-40’s, she is not an ounce overweight, and has a killer body. Small breasts, but nipples you could hang a wet beach towel from!

We had several hot conversations; each of us talking about how erotic it would be to watch the other cum (and keep it a secret from our spouses of course) but never any phone sex. Very graphic conversations; she told me exactly how she uses her toys to cum several times a day, even while driving her car, how she keeps herself closely trimmed with only a very small “landing strip”, and how she was disappointed that I had cleaned her toy before sending it to her – she was hoping some of my dried cum would be on it. Things were hot over the phone for a few weeks, and then naturally kind of died down.

Fast forward another 6 months. Marie came to visit a few weeks ago, and stayed in our spare room (she had sold her dad’s house); her husband stayed home again. We’d had several conversations over the past several months, but sex had never come up; just the usual kids & family stuff.

My wife had headed off to work (I have a home office), so it was just me and Marie, sipping coffee in the dining room, and reading the paper. As I mentioned, we hadn’t really discussed sex for months, so I decided, “What the hell?”, and asked her if she had brought a traveling toy with her. She told me that she had a Rabbit with her, because she needed something almost daily.

I told her, “Damn, you’re a trouble-maker. Are you trying to get me started on another few weeks of jacking off and fantasizing about you?” We both laughed, and I told her that it was a good thing that she wasn’t here months back when I found her toys; because of our conversations, I would have been over at my father-in-laws probably trying something more than just watching her with a toy. She told me that it wouldn’t have been hard to get her – during that period there were many days when she needed a real dick.

By now, her nipples were showing plainly through her thin robe that they were rock hard. I was sporting blue steel. I said, “I’ve been waiting a long time for this, why don’t you go get that toy?” She said, “We’ve both been waiting a long time”, and headed off to her room. When she returned, her robe was untied, and draped open just enough for me to see her sexy little landing strip below that perfectly flat tummy. Off came my pajama pants.

We scooted two chairs to face each other, about 3 feet apart. She fired up her little rabbit, while I slowly stroked. I asked her to take that robe off, she told me to take off my shirt. We had the most erotic conversation for 15 minutes or so, talking about how much fun we could have had for those few months she was alone at her dad’s. Her nipples were rock hard, and pointing straight up at the ceiling; she was soaking wet, and her hips were rocking. I could smell her.

We were close to cumming, and I told her I wanted to blast it all over her – she wanted it too. I scooted my chair close, and leaned forward. The head of my cock was literally 4 inches from her kitty, as she was working it over with the rabbit. I used the head of my dick to push the rabbit aside, and started rubbing her clit with it. I suppose it was inevitable, but I slid right in, and for the last 30 seconds, we pounded the hell out of each other. I put every drop into her.

We spent the next few days as “Fuck Buddies” whenever my wife left the house; we screwed at least 10 times in three days. We’ve talked on the phone since then; both marriages are doing fine, but we can’t wait for another visit! And yeah – I shipped her a large box of batteries as a joke!