He felt her lips encase the tip of his cock, squeezing the glans, while her tongue flickered over his meatus. One hand gently folded itself around his shaft and the other cupped his testicles. He groaned as her hand grip tightened and began its slow movements up and down. Then her lips began to move in unison, sliding back and forth over his glans. At the same time, he felt the soft curls of her hair dancing around his groin area with her head movements. He began to softly moan.
Suddenly he heard a noise, the sound of a door closing. His eyes opened, trying to focus in the bright sunlight, streaming into the bedroom. Then came the realisation that it was morning and the bed space next to him was empty. He had been dreaming. Jake sighed; it had all seemed so real. Then, the bedroom door opened, and a woman stepped into the room.
This wasn’t a dream. This was Jackie, his sister-in-law. She had turned up late the night before and stayed over in the spare room. “Evie has gone to the shops,” she said. “She’ll be about twenty minutes”
Jake looked at her. She was dressed only in the white shirt that he leant her to wear in bed, but it was not that which caught his eye. It was the pair of handcuffs dangling from her left hand. “I found these under my pillow,” she told him, as she raised them into the air.
“They… they were from a few nights ago,” he tried explaining.
Jackie smiled as she approached his bed. “You don’t have to explain to me,” she told him. “Your sex life is none of my business.”
He opened his mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words. Jackie was naked under the shirt. He could see her shaven mound as the shirt rode up and he could see her breasts. There was a look of fear on his face as she stood at the edge of his bed looking down at him. Jackie just smiled as she reached for his wrist. “W… what are you doing?” he stuttered as she snapped the cuff into place.
She said nothing as she guided his arm through a gap in the rails of the headboard. “Other arm please,” she said softly.
“W-w-w-w-w… “
“Your hand!” she snapped.
Jake raised it and Jackie guided it through the rails. The click of their fastening was loud. “What is this?” he asked as he tugged on the cuffs.
She ignored him as she stepped back and slowly unfastened the shirt. “Fifteen minutes,” she said as it fell to the floor.
Jake stared at her as she stepped closer, gripped the duvet, and hauled it to the floor. “Mmmmm, Sis’ is not exaggerating, is she?”
He felt vulnerable as she focused on his erection, then reached to touch him. “What are you doing?”
“I want your cock,” she responded as she leaned over and took him in her mouth.
He was powerless to stop her as she sucked on his erection before pulling away. “Sis’ says you love the taste of pussy,” she told him as she climbed onto the bed. Moments later she was squatting over his face.