Another week passed, and Funto didn’t bring up me staring at her sister. I just hoped that next time I wouldn’t make it so obvious. We didn’t have sex again, even though I tried every night. One day, I came home and found the door unlocked. Funto’s car wasn’t in the driveway, and my first thought was that we’d been robbed.
“Hello?” I called out as I slowly stepped inside.
“Hey!” Tara suddenly yelled and appeared out of nowhere.
“Shit, Tara,” I gasped in relief, “You almost gave me a heart attack.”
“Oops, sorry,” she said with a little giggle, “We definitely don’t want that.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked, putting my work bag down.
“Ayo is at work and I had my CDS today. I went home and I was bored, so I thought I’d come here.” She said this as she turned to go back into the kitchen.
This time she wore a skirt that wasn’t as tight, so when she twirled, it flew up a bit, but not enough to show anything.
I walked into the kitchen and saw her pouring two cups of juice. As she leaned over the counter, her shirt lifted a bit, showing a bit of her lower back. Her skirt also rode up but stayed just below her ass. I found myself staring at her again, completely captivated.
“When will Funto be back?” she asked while finishing filling both glasses.
“About 20 minutes,” I said, still watching her.
“Good,” she said, but her voice sounded a bit more serious this time.
She turned around with two glasses of juice and smiled at me.
As she walked over, I noticed her chest moving under her shirt. She placed the tea down in front of me when she was about a foot away.
“Good?” I asked, realizing what she had just said.
“Yeah,” she said, looking me up and down slowly until our eyes met. “It means we have time.”
Time? Time for what?
Just before I could speak, she stepped closer and gently took hold of my arms with her small, soft hand. My whole body was frozen, what on earth was she doing?! I couldn’t look away from her alluring eyes and her full, soft lips. She even gently bit her bottom lip. Suddenly, she leaned forward. Luckily, I finally woke up and just in time, I turned my head a bit.
“Wow, what are you doing?” I said, but I didn’t move.
“Oh, stop pretending,” she whispered, leaning in closer, “I know you want to.”
I tried to speak, but the words just wouldn’t come out.
“You’ve been staring at me since we met,” Tara said with a laugh, “and don’t worry, I like you too.”
My eyes widened in shock at what I just heard. I turned to look at her, which only gave her a chance to lean in closer. This time, I tried to move away from the kiss, but she kept coming closer, and her chest pressed against me.
“Tara!” I said, “I think you might have misunderstood me. I’m about to marry your sister.”
But my words didn’t seem to make any difference to her.
“So what? I’m with Ayo,” she said, pressing closer to me. “People do this all the time—just a bit of fun on the side.”
I felt her hands moving down my arms, so I quickly grabbed them, trying to push her away.
“I don’t,” I said, stepping back a bit.
“Are you saying you haven’t even thought about it?” she asked, clearly unaffected by my effort to stop her.
I was holding her wrists tightly, but she moved closer to me anyway.
“I… Tara… it’s…” I replied.
“See, I knew it!” she said, then quickly freed one hand and placed it on my waist.
She pressed up against me, and I felt a little bit of pleasure from the pressure on me. I tried to gather my thoughts and find the right words to stop this somehow. I had someone incredibly attractive really coming on to me. When I was single, I would have definitely taken her up on it and fucked her till she was momentarily crippled.
“No one needs to know, it’d be our little secret,” she whispered with a mischievous smile, her bright eyes locked onto mine.
Her waist slowly swayed from side to side against my firm erection.
“Tara, I can’t,” I whispered, but it sounded more like a soft moan.
“Oh,” she said with a big smile, “I’m sure you can do it.”
She shifted back slightly and moved her hand from my waist, then grabbed my crotch over my trousers.
“Oh god,” I groaned just from her touch.
“Oh yeah, I always knew you were packing,” she whispered.
Her small, firm hand gently wrapped around my dick, holding it. I knew I should stop her, but for a moment I let her touch me like that. My grip on her other wrist loosened, and then I felt her reach for my belt.
“No!” I shouted, snapping back to reality.
“Stop behaving like a child jur,” she whispered as she started to unfasten my belt.
I tried to push her away by grabbing her waist, but my hands ended up sliding under her shirt. When I felt her soft, smooth skin, I almost lost my composure. I held her tightly around the waist, and as she got closer, my hands moved to her back under her shirt, feeling her soft, warm skin.
“See, I knew you’d want it,” she said softly.
I was lost in the moment, enjoying her touch as she unfastened my belt. Then, I felt her pull down my zipper.
“I know what I’m doing,” she said quietly, “You’re going to like this.”
Her fingers moved up under my shirt, touching my stomach and then sliding into the waistband of my boxers. As my body reacted, her fingers brushed against the tip of my dick, and I could feel the moisture building up.
Tara’s hand moved quickly and reached into my boxers, grabbing my erect and throbbing dick.
“Oh God,” I sighed from just her touch.
“There you go,” Tara said softly, “just enjoy it.”
Her hand, inside my boxers, started to gently rub up and down. Even though it was still under my jeans, it felt incredible.
“Tara suddenly said, ‘Touch me,’ as she gave my cock a slow and teasing hand job.”
“What?” I stammered in response.
“Touch my breasts,” she said in a seductive tone. “I know you want to. I mean they’re bigger than Funto’s.”
It finally hit me how wrong this was, so I quickly stepped back, and Tara’s hand moved away from me and my pants.
“That’s enough Tara.” I said.
I struggled to fasten my trousers, and to my surprise, she didn’t try to get closer to me after I was finished. She was leaning against the kitchen counter, sipping her juice.
Why did she stop? Why did I let her stop? I really wanted her to keep touching me.
She smiled at me while blowing on her tea, and then I heard the door open.
“Hello?” Funto said as she walked into the house.
Oh shit, Funto! I adjusted myself so it wasn’t so noticeable how hard I was, and then when I looked up, I saw Tara smiling at me.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” Funto asked with a smile before giving me a kiss on the cheek.
Tara said with her usual calmness, “I had CDS today and I was bored at home so I thought I’d stop by to say hello since I’m not busy.”
“You’re back home already?” I asked, trying to act like it was no big deal.
“Yeah, I left a bit earlier; it was a pretty quiet day,” she said before heading to take a sip of my juice.
As Funto turned away from us, Tara kept looking at me and smiling, which got me really turned on.
Funto joked, “I hope this man did not trouble you o?” My heart raced with surprise.
“No no, he’s actually a very nice big bro,” Tara replied whilst staring at me.
“Uh, I’m going to take a shower,” I said, then quickly ran upstairs before they could say anything.
I quickly took off my clothes and got under the hot shower. I was still feeling very aroused.
I couldn’t help it; I had to reach down and finish what Tara had started.
As I was touching myself, I thought about what might have happened if I hadn’t stopped. I wondered if I would have felt her large breasts and maybe even her lips around my dick.
It took me just a minute to cum in the shower. When I got dressed and went downstairs, I was really relieved that Tara had gone home.
Funto asked me, while she was getting comfy in the shower, “What do you feel like having for dinner?”
“Anything’s fine with me,” I told her. Then I picked up my phone and noticed I had a few messages.
Tara: If Funto wasn’t here, I’d join you in the shower and make you cum in my mouth or maybe my pussy.
I was surprised by how brave she was to send me that message. Then I saw the next one.
Tara: I hope you’re thinking of me as you’re stroking that big, black cock.
And then the last one.
Tara: It’s sexy gisting with Funto knowing that I had your cock in my hands, if only she knew how much you wanted to put that cock in her baby sister’s pussy.
That last one really worried me. Was that a threat? I couldn’t respond at that moment because I needed some time to think about what I should do.
I hardly slept at all that night. Did I just mess up my whole relationship with Funto? What if Tara told her what happened? My engagement could be ruined, and I could lose everything. I woke up early, and when I checked my phone, it was only 5 am, but I noticed I had a late-night text from Tara.
Tara: I’m in bed with Ayo right now, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I wish you were here.
Then came a picture. Oh shit. She was wearing a black skirt, black shirt, and black tights. She was turned away from the camera and bent over, showing just a glimpse of her ass. Instantly I was erect. I had to stop this before it got out of hand. I went into the next room so Funto wouldn’t wake up and catch me texting Tara.
Me: Tara, what happened the other day was a mistake. We can’t let that happen again, so please stop this.
I sent the message and just hoped she would be reasonable and drop it. I couldn’t sleep, so I got up early and went to work. But I hardly got anything done because I was too worried about Tara. I saw her reply just before 11 am.
Tara: I don’t want this to end, and I know you feel the same way. Remember how turned on you were by my touch? Just think about how much more it would feel with me sucking your dick or my pussy being wrapped around it.
Wow, I was really scared and felt guilty, but I couldn’t stop myself from getting hard when I read her message.
Me: No, Tara. It’s over. Don’t do this again.
For a few days, I hadn’t heard from Tara. I even started hoping that maybe everything was over and that I’d managed to keep my relationship with Funto going. That was the case until Thursday. I was at work, not thinking about Tara, when I went out for lunch. I got ready to walk to the restaurant near the office, but then I suddenly froze.
Next to my car was Tara, smiling at me. She was wearing a different skirt and a tight shirt, but she wasn’t wearing tights this time. I was glad to see her bare, toned legs. I quickly looked around to make sure none of my coworkers were nearby and hurried over to her.
“Why are you here?” I asked in a hurry, whispering.
“Why are you acting like that? Aren’t you glad to see me?” she asked, swaying from side to side in a playful way.
“I thought this was done,” I said, but I couldn’t stop staring at her legs.
“Why don’t we take a drive and talk about it like grown-ups?” she suggested.
“Sorry, but I’m not coming with you. Please just leave me alone.”
I started to walk away, but I stopped suddenly when she said something else.
“I wonder how Funto will react when she sees our texts,” she said, much louder than I wanted.
I looked over, and Tara was smiling at me, still swaying like a girl.
“What?” I replied her.
“Don’t you think she should know what happened? It’s pretty clear from our texts.” She said this with a little laugh.
“Tara, listen,” I said as I walked over to her, “this shouldn’t have happened. Please, I beg you, don’t say anything to Funto.”
I begged her, and I didn’t mind how it looked. I knew I had to do it.
“That’s really up to you,” she said with a lovely smile.
Seriously, was she really trying to blackmail me?
“Alright,” she said when I didn’t answer.
With a sigh, I unlocked the car and we both got inside. I started the engine to warm up the car.
“Where are we headed?” I asked.
“You can give me a ride to work, it may take a while before I get a napep around here. I’ll show you the way.”
When I began driving, I got anxious because I only had an hour for lunch and wasn’t sure how long this would take.
“Turn left here,” she said. “By the way, did you like the picture I sent you?”
“Tara, please don’t be sending me stuff like that now. What if Funto saw it?” I asked her.
“Go straight through the roundabout,” she said. “But you didn’t answer my question.”
What was I supposed to say? That I liked seeing her like that and wanted to fuck her?
“No, I didn’t.” I lied.
“Oh, come on,” she laughed. “You can’t even control yourself when you’re with me. Just imagine how easily you let me touch your dick.”
I didn’t have a reply because in truth it had only taken her a few minutes to get her hands on my dick.
“I don’t get why you’re making a big deal out of it,” she said casually. “People have affairs all the time, just enjoy the sex and then go back to their partners.”
“I don’t want an affair, Tara” I told her.
She suddenly said, “That’s funny, you didn’t react like that when my hand was on you. What’s going on? Does Funto not let you fuck her often enough?”
“Tara!” I reacted in shock.
If I had that dick constantly with me, I’d be keeping your balls empty. She said.
I hated how her words turned me on.
“Why do you want this?” I asked, trying to shift the focus back to her. “Don’t you feel guilty about cheating on Ayo?”
“A bit,” she said calmly. “I live for the excitement and thrill of it.”
“Don’t you feel bad about it?” I asked her.
“Not really,” she said, “I doubt you’ll feel guilty when you’re watching me ride you.”
“Tara!” I shouted again.
How can she be Funto’s sister? They are so different from each other.
“Let’s confirm if I’m right,” Tara said, as her hand suddenly reached and touched my dick through my trousers, “just like I thought.”
I had to stop myself from groaning as she held my erect penis.
Then she took my hand and put it on her bare thigh. Her soft skin felt nice in my hand, but I instinctively tried to pull away.
“Don’t move!” she suddenly yelled. “I wouldn’t want to get angry and show Funto our messages, would you?”
“Are you trying to blackmail me?” I asked though I couldn’t help noticing how smooth her skin felt.
“More like I’m giving you the much-needed motivation,” Tara replied.
As I drove with my left hand, my right hand stayed on her upper thigh. I really wanted to reach further and touch between her legs.
“I’d rather call it blackmail,” I said, trying to stay in control.
“Go straight ahead,” she said. “You can call it whatever you like, but I know you want me.”
I did it, and she knew it, just like I did.
“Whoa!” I shouted as her hands moved toward my belt buckle. I quickly pulled my hand off her thigh and grabbed one of her wrists.
“Didn’t I say don’t move?” she suddenly shouted at me.
Oh no! What was I supposed to do?
Even though I wasn’t sure, a part of me wanted to, and my hand found its way back to her thigh. Then her hands started working on my belt.
“That’s it,” she said gently, “Just keep your eyes on the road.”
“It’s pretty hard,” I said with a sigh.
“Of course” she said, laughing.
Once my belt was undone, I couldn’t stop her from unzipping my pants.Then, I felt her hand reach into my boxers and grab my dick again.
Last time, I was almost in a trance while she was touching me, but this time, I was fully aware of what was happening.
“See what I’m saying, I don’t understand why you’re fighting it,” she whispered.
Wow, it felt incredible as her hand moved up and down. I could feel the moisture spreading around.
“You have a really big one, don’t you?” she whispered.
I could feel myself getting harder as she stroked my dick.
“So I’ve been told.” I blurted out.
Right after I said it, my eyes went wide open because I suddenly realized what I had just told my fiancé’s sister.
“She giggled and said, ‘I bet you have.'”
I was trying hard to concentrate on driving, but it was really difficult because the most attractive woman I’ve ever met was stroking my dick.
She shifted a bit, causing my hand to move a little higher on her thigh, close to her skirt. Her hand stayed on me while she leaned in, her warm breath brushing my neck. I couldn’t help but think about how much I wanted to feel that.
“You should know,” she whispered, “I’m not wearing any underwear.”
Then, she nibbled on my earlobe and softly pulled away.
“Wow,” I said, moaning as she did it, then moved away.
My eyes were drawn to her bare thighs, and I realized how close my hand was to her pussy. She started moving her hand faster, and I couldn’t help but moan softly.
“Hey, big sis.” Tara suddenly said.
I had looked away, and in my horny state, I didn’t even notice that she had started using her phone.
“Our corper, how are you dear?” I heard Funto ask from the other end of the line.
Tara gave me a gentle squeeze and continued to stroke my dick.
“So, what are you doing this weekend?” Tara asked.
I was really surprised. She actually dared to call her sister and then continued stroking my dick.
“Not much, how about you?” Funto responded.
It was so naughty, even I enjoyed the forbidden nature of our rendezvous.Tara increased the intensity of the handjob, moving her hand quickly up and down my shaft, and a lot of precum was coming out.
“We were thinking of getting away for the night. Would you like to join us? Uncle Tolu already said he’s down.” Tara told Funto.
“Are you driving?” Funto asked.
“No, Uncle Tolu said he’ll give me a ride to work,” Tara said, making my heart stop.
I looked over and saw Tara smiling at me. Funto probably replied, but I was so shocked that I didn’t hear her.
“Oh, I met him at this restaurant I came to eat, and he offered to take me back to work,” Tara said, speeding up her handjob.
I knew that if she kept going, I wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. I had to look back at the road.
“Turn left here,” Tara said and then turned to her sister and added, “I know he’s great. You’ve found your 1000 yards husband material o.”
When she said that she squeezed my dick again. I couldn’t hold back my moans, and I felt my body start to tremble a bit. Tara must have noticed because she held on to me more firmly and stroked my dick faster.
“Yeah, I think we’re almost there,” she said to Funto.
I held onto Funto’s thigh.
My orgasm hit me with a force I had never felt, and I felt a weakening sensation as I ejaculated hot spurts of cum. Each shot was intensely pleasurable and sent shockwaves through my body, and I bit my lip to keep from making too much noise.
Tara just smiled at me while she kept stroking my dick as I came as my sperm covered her hand.
“Oh, okay, just got there now” Tara said to Funto, “I’ll talk to you later, sis.”
Then she hung up the phone. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and let out a moan as my dick erupted the final spurts of cum.
“See now,” Tara said, emptying my dick of the last drops of cum, “that was just a bit of fun, and nobody needs to find out.”
She pulled her hand out of my boxers, and I could feel how wet they were.
“Thankfully, I have tissues,” she said, pulling some out of her bag.
“Tara,” I said, catching my breath, “I can’t believe you actually did that.”
“I know, right?” Tara chuckled while wiping her hand with a tissue. “I’m so wet right now.”
Even though I had just cum, I still wanted to feel how wet she was.
“Here we are,” Tara said. “Perfect timing.”
My head was still spinning and I was coming down from the high of my orgasm when she quickly kissed my cheek and got out of her car.
“You’re going to have to return the favor,” she said before closing the door and walking away.
I needed a moment to pull myself together. Not only was I dealing with a mess in my underwear, but I had also just cheated on my fiancé, with her sister.
I didn’t even go to the restaurant for lunch anymore. I needed to get back to the office to clean up before continuing with my day. It took me some time, but eventually, I had to take off my boxers and go without them. When I returned to my desk, I noticed a text from Tara.
Tara: Fuck, I’m so horny after what we just did while talking to Funto. I’m serious, you owe me the next one.
I was about to respond, but then I realized it would just give her more reasons to blackmail me. So, I sighed and put my phone away.
What am I going to do now?
Written by Sixtie9ine
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