"Eat my sister's husband's virgin ass" I don't even know where to start... 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, I needed a break from my routine, to breathe a little. But, since I arrived, I felt something different. Her husband was always polite, attentive, but this time... his looks were longer, loaded with something I couldn't explain. At first, I thought it was all in my head. But then the "unintentional" touches started, 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 cell phone, and he came to sit next to me. At first, it was just some random conversation, but the proximity said it all. His breathing changed, his eyes went from mine to my mouth. I felt my heart race, my skin crawl. — This shouldn’t be happening… — I murmured, but without moving away. He took a deep breath, ran his hand over his face, as if he was fighting against it. But then he looked at me again and said, quietly: — I tried to avoid it, but you noticed, right? My body froze and boiled at the same time. I didn’t answer, I just kept looking. He reached out and touched my face, slowly, waiting for me to back away. But I didn’t back away. — I know you do live… — he said, with a smirk. That caught me off guard. — What’s that like? — I’ve seen you. I know you’re liberal… 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 imagines. Much more. He leaned closer, his warm breath brushing my neck. — You’ve done everything, right? But have you done this? — He bit his lip, hesitant. — I want you to eat my ass. I froze for a second. Was he serious? But his gaze left no doubt. Heat rose through my body. Adrenaline mixed with desire made everything seem more intense. — Are you sure? — I asked, holding his face between my hands. He nodded, biting his lip, his eyes shining with excitement and expectation. — 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, I've 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 would be there, ready to give himself up like that. And what surprised me even more? He put up with everything. I put a 22-centimeter rubber penis in and it went in easily. He said it was his first time. With my sister, at most, he'd done a Greek kiss or a light grounding, but it never went beyond that. And now, he was there, 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, asking for more. And when he reached climax... it was intense. He was all sticky, his body trembling, his breathing accelerated as he came in jets of cum with the 22-centimeter cock in his ass. After that night, it became our secret. Whenever we could, we did it. One look was enough to understand that 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? That was just ours. And now, after so many times, I can only say one thing: if that was the first time, I can hardly wait for the next.