Joe had always coveted his sister-in-law Lydia from afar. She was his wife Gina's sister and his uppermost fantasy whenever he needed to relieve himself. And he’d even gone as far as to visualise fucking her while Gina was bouncing on his cock.
Lydia had always excited him with her sleek black hair and oriental looks. Her firm body added serious fuel to his desires and Joe frequently wondered what it would be like to plunge his thick cock inside her tight pussy. She was so different from Gina, everybody said so. Gina was a plain Jane. Blonde hair in a simple style, average height, average figure, average face – in essence, boring.
The scenarios Joe envisioned with Lydia had become more and more elaborate over time and the thought of fucking her — whether she liked it or not — resulted in him shooting enormous loads of cum and copious amounts of intense orgasms. Soon, his Lydia fantasy was consuming his everyday thoughts, but he was realistic enough to accept that he would never actually get the chance to carry out his most intimate of desires.
Until, that is, the day Lydia's husband did Joe a huge favour by leaving her for his physiotherapist.
'Do you mind if Lydia stays for a few weeks?’ Gina asked during an evening meal. ‘Just while she sorts things out.’
Joe shook his head, slicing his knife enthusiastically through his steak. 'No, not at all. That's perfectly fine by me.’
Gina reached across the table and stroked his hand fondly. 'You are so understanding, and I love that about you.'
Joe shrugged casually, ‘We can hardly see her on the streets, can we?’
‘Well, she would hardly be on the streets Joe, but I think she just wants to be around family. It’s a huge shock for her. To be fair it has shocked me, I would never have thought Callum would do such a thing.’ Gina clicked her tongue and shook her head.
The clicking of her tongue was one of her most irritating habits in Joe’s eyes. She had a long list of them but that was the worst and normally it would have set his teeth on edge but tonight it didn’t even touch him, he was too busy trying to ignore the electric eels of excitement that had descended in his stomach.
‘I always thought Callum was a prick,’ Joe replied as he took a sip of his red wine.
‘I thought you liked him,’ Gina commented. ‘You played golf with him enough.’
‘Well, he was family and now he isn’t, so let’s forget about Callum, all we need to do is concentrate on supporting Lydia and making her feel at home.’
Gina nodded, ‘You are right, Lydia needs to be our priority.’
She’ll definitely be fucking mine, Joe thought to himself as he wiped up his peppercorn sauce with his last piece of steak before popping it in his mouth.
So, the deal was done. Lydia would stay while she got her head together and found somewhere new to live. The day she arrived with her suitcase, Joe felt like he would combust with sexual energy. On the doorstep, Lydia looked vulnerable — a little girl lost and on the brink of tears. However, Joe noticed that her attire wasn't exactly that of a woman in a deep emotional crisis.
Lydia was wearing the tightest of red mini-skirts, and it was quite evident that she’d decided against wearing a bra. Her protruding nipples on pert breasts were clearly visible beneath a clinging white t-shirt. As she walked by, Joe caught a whiff of her perfume, a heavy musky scent and he felt his cock harden.
Closing the door behind them, Joe watched Lydia sashay along the hallway toward the bottom of the stairs. Putting down her suitcase, she bent down enough for Joe to see that she wasn’t wearing panties. A glimpse of her shaven pussy instantly aroused him, and he fought the urge to unzip his pants and penetrate her right there and then. Wham, bam! Instead, he relished the feel of his hard cock straining against the confines of his jeans.
~~~
That night, in bed beside Gina, Joe felt his cock stirring again as he recalled his tantalising glimpse of Lydia's pussy. Incredibly aroused, with his throbbing cock magnificently hard, he fucked Gina with such awesome power that she begged him to stop. But that only spurred him on, and he pounded into her, thrusting and grunting, all the time imagining it was Lydia’s pussy he was punishing.
As the days passed, Joe became convinced that Lydia was teasing him. On Sunday, she sat opposite him at breakfast and unpeeled a banana before putting it slowly, seductively into her mouth. She stared into Joe’s eyes and made it so obvious to him that she was imagining sucking cock — particularly his cock. A couple of days later, she emerged from the bathroom barely concealing her frame in a tiny white towel. It took Joe a lot of willpower not to rip it off and ravish her.
It seemed to Joe that, as the days and weeks passed, Lydia's teasing got increasingly more provocative, and he was finding it harder to deal with his aching cock — it seemed to be in a perpetual state of arousal, and he needed release. He needed to fuck Lydia. Because Gina was getting sick of him of him fucking her.
‘I don’t know what has got into you Joe,’ she said one evening after she had rebuffed him. ‘We have always had what I class as an active sex life, but I can’t handle five times a week and you are so aggressive as well. You’re not taking steroids, are you?’
‘Steroids? Why would I be taking steroids?’
‘Well, you go to the gym, and they are known for making you behave aggressively, I have read about.it.’
‘Stop fucking reading then,’ Joe wanted to say but instead, he pulled her to him and kissed the top of her plain, annoying head. ‘You think too much and as for the sex, it’s because I find you so hot, I think it’s since you’ve started wearing skirts for work.’
Gina giggled, ‘I will have to go back to wearing trousers then.’
‘Do what you fucking want,’ Joe thought and thankfully Gina shut up and went to sleep.
What surprised Joe was that Gina seemed to be totally oblivious to her sister’s flirtations. In turn, that somehow persuaded Joe that he would be within his rights to teach Lydia a lesson for being so unfair to Gina. Playing the seductress with your brother-in-law really didn’t seem the way to show gratitude for all her sisters help. The more he thought about the situation, the more he thought that some form of punishment for Lydia seemed the right way to go.
~~~
Early one Saturday morning, Gina was unexpectedly called into the office to deal with a difficult client. As Joe watched his wife packing paperwork into her briefcase, he saw Lydia out of the corner of an eye. He turned to look at her and she smiled, her eyes twinkling. A satin kimono was the only garment covering her modesty.
Soon after Gina left the house, Joe sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and surreptitiously stroking his cock while he watched Lydia preparing a bowl of cereal. She’d clipped up her hair, exposing her slender neck, and Joe imagined gripping her dark tresses and pulling back her head. With that thought, his cock rapidly expanded into a mighty erection as rigid as an iron bar.
Joe rose from his chair, watching Lydia bending to retrieve a carton of milk from the fridge. She was so close he could smell her sex. Lydia was ripe for taking and Joe was determined to give her the thorough punishment she deserved and fill her pussy with his hot cum.
Joe looked down at the bulge in his pyjama trousers. He walked to Lydia and pressed his throbbing length against her back. She flinched and turned around, a look of shock on her face. That excited Joe even more — until she swiftly slapped his face.
'What do you think you’re doing?' she snarled.
Lydia’s eyes blazed with indignation and Joe thought that rather laughable after all her blatant teasing. He was convinced that she wanted his cock. In fact, as he pulled open her kimono, he hoped that she’d put up a fight. A bit of rough sex would add to her punishment.
He briefly gazed at her gorgeous, unblemished body before Lydia quickly wrapped the fabric back around her and tied the belt.
In one quick movement, Joe grabbed Lydia's hands and forced them behind her back, her startled gasp spurring him on. He parted the kimono, unleashed his cock from his pyjama bottoms and rubbed it over her pussy, leaving a thin line of glistening pre-cum on her lips.
With his thighs, he forced her legs apart and prepared to shove his cock inside her. But he didn't want to fuck Lydia in the kitchen. Joe glanced at the clock. Although Gina would be out all day, he knew that time was of the essence: his daughter was due home soon after a sleepover at a friend’s house.
Grasping Lydia's hair in one hand and keeping her hands behind her back with the other, Joe marched her out of the kitchen toward the stairs.
'This has always been a fantasy of mine,' Lydia suddenly confessed. ‘It's taken you long enough to act, Joe. In fact, your hesitance had started to disappoint me. I’ve given you enough clues.’
Pushing her upstairs, Joe decided to fuck Lydia on daughter Francesca's bed. It was a split decision, the idea had never been part of his fantasy, but the impromptu thought really appealed to him.
Opening the bedroom door, Joe pushed Lydia inside so hard she stumbled and fell onto the bed. He wanted to tie her up and then fuck her, mercilessly. Damn, he might even get one of Gina's vibrators and use it on her ass as he fucked her cunt. His mind raced, flooding with possibilities, but he didn’t have time for all that. That all could wait for another day.
Joe roughly pulled off Lydia’s kimono, cast it aside, and knelt astride her naked body. 'Don't think I didn’t know this is what you have been craving ever since you came to stay,' he murmured, ‘I was making you wait to show you that you can’t always have what you want at the drop of a hat.’
‘Get on with it,' Lydia groaned.
Joe scanned the room for something he could use to bind Lydia. He spotted Francesca's school uniform piled in a corner; her striped school tie coiled on top.
'Don't fucking move.’ Standing up he went over to the pile of school clothes and picked up the tie before returning to the bed and tying it savagely around Lydia's wrists before forcing her hands above her head.
Lydia, fully into the role play, tried to kick him and she wriggled in a half-hearted struggle. Grabbing her legs he put them over his shoulders and teased her hole with the tip of his cock before pushing himself inside. Lydia gasped at the fierce but welcome intrusion.
'Just relax, baby,' he whispered. 'I promise you’ll enjoy it. Your pussy feels gorgeous. Feel how tightly you’re holding on to me… your pussy doesn't want to let me go.'
The sensations Joe experienced fucking Lydia were like nothing he’d ever felt before and he soon approached the point of shooting his load. He wanted to turn Lydia over and fuck her from behind — but the feeling was too good, and he couldn't let go, couldn’t stop pounding her depths.
Lydia moaned and whimpered, getting louder with each deep thrust, before Joe clamped his hand over her mouth to quieten her. Driving in and out of her tight cunt, it took only minutes before thick cum spurted from his hot, pulsating cock. He pressed his hand hard over her mouth and nose while he erupted, emptying his seed and releasing his long built-up frustration.
He eventually lifted his hand off her mouth and Lydia gasped, gulping for the air she’d been temporarily denied. Joe climbed off her and smiled as she stared at him, looking slightly dazed and that gave Joe no amount of satisfaction.
Joe stroked her face. ‘See, this is what happens when you tease me with your short skirts and the wiggle of your hips.'
Joe sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a box of tissues off the bedside table, and wiped his cock before discarding the soiled paper in the waste basket. He put his hands together, looked at Lydia, and grinned.
'You enjoyed that, didn't you?'
Lydia nodded. ‘Like I said, I don’t know what took you so long but then again you have admitted it was a pathetic ploy to show me I can’t always have what I want but I just have Joe’
Joe glanced at the bedroom clock before leaning over and untying her hands. 'I have so much more planned for you, but time is running out. Francesca will be home any minute.’
'Next time, can you fucking make sure I come as well?' Lydia muttered, a tone of defiance and disappointment in her voice.
‘Maybe,’ Joe shrugged, trying to retain control. ‘It depends on how well you behave from now on.'
As soon as she was untied, Lydia jumped off the bed, picked up her kimono, and stalked from the room, slamming the door shut.
Joe grinned at her flouncing exit before straightening the bed sheets and putting the tie back on Francesca's clothes pile. He glanced around making sure everything was left just how he had found it, then left his daughter’s bedroom, quietly closing the door.
He’d enjoyed taking Lydia, selfishly hammering her as punishment, but she was certainly one arrogant bitch. Next time he would teach her a real lesson, make her squirm and scream under his savage fucking. His cock twitched at the very thought.
