"Eat my sister's husband's virgin ass" I don't even know where to begin... but I'll tell you. It was something I never imagined would happen. I went to spend a few days at my sister's house, needing a break from my routine, to breathe a little. But, from the moment I arrived, I felt something different. Her husband was always polite and attentive, but this time... his glances lingered longer, charged with something I couldn't explain. At first, I thought it was all in my head. But then the "unintentional" touches began, the conversations that seemed normal, but there was a tension in the air. He looked at me in a way that made me uneasy. And me? I pretended not to notice, but my body felt it. One night my sister went out to an event and we were alone. I was on the couch, playing with my phone, and he came to sit next to me. At first, it was just a random conversation, but the closeness said it all. His breathing changed, his eyes flickered from mine to my mouth. I felt my heart race, my skin crawl. "This shouldn't be happening…" I murmured, but didn't pull away. He took a deep breath, ran his hand over his face, as if fighting it. But then he looked at me again and said softly, "I tried to avoid it, but you noticed, right?" My body froze and boiled at the same time. I didn't respond, just kept staring. He reached out and touched my face, slowly, waiting for me to back away. But I didn't. "I know you livestream…" he said, with a smirk. That caught me off guard. "Excuse me?" "I've seen you. I know you're open-minded… Unlike your sister." The way he said it made my body react. He knew. He liked it. "And you…?" "I'm more open than she thinks. Much more." He leaned in close, his warm breath brushing my neck. "You've done everything, haven't you? But have you done this?" He bit his lip hesitantly. "I want you to fuck my ass." I froze for a second. Was he serious? But his gaze left no doubt. Heat surged through my body. Adrenaline mixed with desire made everything seem more intense. "Are you sure?" I asked, cupping his face in my hands. He nodded, biting his lip, his eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. "I trust you. I want you to show me what it's really like." I smiled, feeling a shiver run down my skin. I've always been free, always explored my pleasure without taboos. I had my toys, my experiences, and I knew exactly what I was doing. But I never imagined he'd be there, ready to surrender like this. And what surprised me even more? He took it all. I put on a 22-centimeter rubber penis, and it went in easily. He said it was his first time. With my sister, at most, he'd given me a Greek kiss or a light grounding, but never went beyond that. And now, there he was, completely surrendered to me. Every touch, every movement, he accepted with abandon and desire. I tested his limits, feeling his body respond with shivers, low moans, the way he writhed, begging for more. And when he climaxed… it was intense. He was dripping wet, his body trembling, his breathing quickening as he shot jets of cum with the nine-inch cock in his ass. After that night, it became our secret. Whenever we could, we did it. One look was enough to understand the desire was there, burning again. Between the three of us—me, my sister, and him—there was always a freedom to talk about anything. But this? This was just ours. And now, after so many times, I can only say one thing: if that was the first time, I can't wait for the next.