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SISTER IN LAW (2)

Author: She's Royalty
last update publish date: 2026-05-04 02:30:16

Mira froze beneath Kevin, her body still clenching around his cock. Kevin went rigid, buried deep inside her.

The door clicked shut. Footsteps sounded in the hallway.

“Mira? You home? I brought the wine you...oh shit.”

Lena stood in the living room entrance, keys still in one hand, a bottle of red wine in the other. Her eyes widened as she took in the scene: Mira completely naked on the couch, legs wrapped around Kevin, his pants shoved down, cock clearly buried inside her sister-in-law.

For a long second, no one moved.

Lena’s gaze flicked from Mira’s flushed face to Kevin’s tense shoulders, then down to where their bodies were joined. Instead of shock or anger, something darker and hotter flashed across her expression.

“I… forgot you mentioned Kevin was dropping something off,” Lena said, voice strangely calm. Her eyes stayed locked on them. “Didn’t realize it included this.”

Mira’s heart hammered. She should feel mortified. She should push Kevin off and scramble for clothes. Instead, the thrill of being caught. Lena’s hungry stare on her exposed body sent a fresh pulse of arousal through her core. Kevin’s cock twitched inside her.

Lena set the wine bottle on the side table. She didn’t leave.

“You can keep going,” she said softly, leaning against the doorframe. “Or… I can join.”

Kevin looked down at Mira, breathing hard, waiting for her decision. Mira’s mind raced, but her body had already decided. She met Lena’s eyes and gave a small, shaky nod.

Lena smiled, slow and predatory. She kicked off her shoes and crossed the room. Without hesitation, she pulled her sweater over her head, revealing a black lace bra that barely contained her full breasts. Her jeans followed, sliding down toned legs. She stood in matching black panties, confident and unashamed.

Kevin slowly pulled out of Mira, his cock glistening with her wetness. Mira whimpered at the loss.

Lena climbed onto the couch. She leaned down and kissed Mira first. Deep, sensual, tongues sliding together. Mira tasted the faint cherry of Lena’s lip gloss. Lena’s hand cupped Mira’s breast, thumb brushing the still-sensitive nipple. Mira arched into the touch.

Kevin watched them, stroking his cock slowly.

Lena broke the kiss and turned to Kevin. “You’ve been fucking your brother’s wife. Might as well make it worth it.”

She pushed him back against the couch and straddled his lap, facing Mira. Lena reached down, guiding Kevin’s thick cock to her own entrance. She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, moaning as he filled her. Mira watched, mesmerized, as Lena’s pussy stretched around her brother-in-law’s cock.

Lena started riding him with confident rolls of her hips. Her breasts bounced with each movement. She reached for Mira, pulling her closer.

“Come here,” Lena murmured.

Mira knelt beside them. Lena kissed her again while continuing to fuck Kevin. Then Lena guided Mira’s head down to her own breasts. Mira took one nipple into her mouth, sucking and licking while Lena rode Kevin harder.

Kevin groaned, one hand gripping Lena’s ass, the other reaching between Mira’s thighs to slide two fingers back inside her soaked pussy. Mira moaned around Lena’s nipple, fucking herself on his fingers.

The three of them moved together in a messy, heated rhythm. Lena’s moans grew louder as she ground down on Kevin’s cock. Mira alternated between sucking Lena’s tits and kissing her mouth. Kevin’s fingers worked Mira’s clit in tight circles, pushing her toward another orgasm.

Lena came first, shuddering hard on Kevin’s cock, her nails digging into his shoulders. The sight pushed Mira over the edge. She came on Kevin’s fingers, crying out against Lena’s breast.

Kevin pulled out of Lena abruptly. “On your knees, both of you.”

Mira and Lena obeyed, kneeling side by side on the couch, asses raised. Kevin moved behind them, stroking his cock. He slid back into Mira first, fucking her with several deep, punishing thrusts before pulling out and driving into Lena. He alternated between their pussies, fucking one for a few strokes then switching to the other.

The room filled with the wet sounds of skin slapping skin and their combined moans.

Lena reached beneath Mira and rubbed her clit while Kevin fucked her. Mira came again, harder this time, her arms giving out so her chest pressed against the cushions.

Kevin finally gripped Lena’s hips and thrust deep, groaning as he came inside her. He stayed buried for a moment before pulling out. Thick cum dripped from Lena’s pussy down her thigh.

The three of them collapsed onto the couch in a tangle of limbs, breathing heavily. Rain continued to fall outside. No one spoke for a long minute.

Lena traced lazy circles on Mira’s stomach. “Well,” she said, voice husky, “that was unexpected.”

Mira laughed breathlessly, the sound slightly hysterical. Kevin pressed a kiss to Mira’s shoulder, then Lena’s.

None of them mentioned Daniel.

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