Ebony Internal Creampie

Baby soft skin, so soft on my tongue, then the edge, scraping slightly, and finally the lacquered silky smooth surface of the nail. The slight taste and smell of ebony internal creampie mixed with the light fragrance of perfume as I began to suck my sister in law's big toe.

"Oh my God, that ebony internal creampie feels so fucking good," she gasped.

Inevitable, it was simply inevitable that I would end up in our bed with Anne, my wife's 40 year old married sister. Anne is not a beauty queen, but she is nice looking and built for fucking. About 5'7", she has an amazing set of tits – 37 DD and slim hips and lean legs. Her feet, a size 8, are narrow and her toes are long and lovely. Best of all, she is a nail technician and spends long loving time on making sure her feet look just right.

The seduction started a year ago and ended with ebony internal creampie this past summer on a hot July day. My wife, Frankie, and I were visiting Anne and her husband on a warm summer afternoon. Anne, as usual had on a tank top and jersey shorts, with no shoes. Her feet were propped up on the coffee table while we all chatted. At some point during the conversation I found myself staring at her feet as I watched her toes flexing and rubbing against each other.

After a moment, I looked up and found her looking at me with a quizzical expression. Then her eyes dropped to her feet and mine followed as she began to stretch and curl those toes again. Looking up at me, she smiled coyly. Then to Frankie she said, "Sis, can you believe I can't get James to kiss my ebony internal creampie?"

I felt myself flush as this was a favorite thing between my wife and me. As we left a short time later, I gave Anne our usual departing hug and air kiss. This time she hugged me extra tight boring those big tits into my chest. She took the opportunity to whisper into my ear "I think you may be my ebony internal creampie guy, honey!"

Then one hot July morning my wife announced that she was going shopping and would be home around dinner time. About 10 minutes after she left the phone rang.

"Hey sugar, how ya doing?" It was my sister in law, Anne.