I Slept With My Ex-Wife’s Smoking Hot Sister — And She Kept Asking For More

A year has passed since my divorce. Despite not having any children together, my ex-wife and I stay on decent terms and still cross paths occasionally. Generally, she contacts me when a household chore requires a handyman, or if she uncovers some of my old belongings that I left behind. We do not have the kind of relationship where I visit her for a nostalgic hookup. Her reasons for reaching out are always completely genuine. Even so, my most recent visit completely caught me off guard, to say the very least.

Everything began normally enough. I took care of a few minor repairs around her place. When I prepared to leave, I noticed a couple of containers sitting by the front door. One was filled with my old stuff that she wanted out of her house. The other container held random items that I had no use for, leaving me confused as to why she expected me to cart them away.

As I grabbed my keys, I pointed to the mystery package. “Hey, Megan, what is the deal with this second pile of things?”

“Oh, that is right, it slipped my mind,” she replied. “Hailey is the one who requested those items.”

Hailey is her younger sister by two years. Looking inside at the contents, it suddenly became clear why she would want them.

Megan added, “I wanted to see if you could drop that package off at her place on your drive back.”

“Yeah, I suppose I can manage that,” I said. “Can you text me where she lives? Is she expecting me to show up?”

“She is aware of it now,” Megan answered while typing out a message to her sister.

I had absolutely no objections to running this errand for Hailey. My willingness had nothing to do with the route being convenient or me having free time. The real motivation was that Hailey was incredibly gorgeous, an absolute smokeshow. Megan is an attractive woman, but her little sister possesses mind-blowing looks and a stunning figure. It is quite bizarre how two biological sisters can look so completely unlike each other. Megan has a taller, lanky build and is practically flat-chested. On the flip side, Hailey is shorter, highly curvaceous, and boasts a spectacular rack. Back when we all gathered for family events before the divorce, I had to put serious effort into keeping my eyes off her chest.

Once Megan messaged me the directions, I said goodbye, packed the items into my vehicle, and programmed my phone’s GPS to navigate directly to Hailey’s home. During the drive, I tried to recall our last encounter. It must have been the Christmas holiday just prior to the divorce. I distinctly remember how phenomenal she looked that day. At that point in time, my marriage with Megan was in shambles. Our sex life was virtually nonexistent, leaving me completely frustrated and horny. Megan likely noticed me eyeballing her sister’s tits once or twice during that holiday gathering, which certainly aggravated our marital issues. Megan had always harbored a deep-seated jealousy toward Hailey. That insecurity went all the way back to their high school days, when teenage guys would call the house or visit just to hang out with Hailey instead of Megan. It all came down to Hailey’s boobs, since adolescent boys are completely obsessed with a large chest.

To make matters worse, Hailey was fully aware of her older sister’s resentment. She knew exactly how to use her physical assets to captivate men, and she absolutely aimed that power at me. If memory serves, she dressed in a top that was completely inappropriate for a cold Christmas gathering. The shirt was exceptionally tight, thin, and deeply cut, though it was at least a festive shade of red. She made a deliberate effort to guarantee that I stared at her, and she made sure Megan witnessed my reaction as well. That specific holiday was the final time I laid eyes on her. Now, as I traveled toward her place, all of those old thoughts came flooding back into my mind. I found myself feeling far more turned on and eager than a guy in my position ought to be.

The navigation system guided me directly to her basement apartment. I parked along the curb, shut off the ignition along with the maps, and stepped out to open my trunk. After lifting the package meant for Hailey, I made my way up the driveway and then headed down the outdoor steps toward her door. Since both hands were occupied holding the container, I tapped the door with my foot. Nobody answered. Because Megan had assured me that her sister was expecting my arrival, I braced the package against the wall with one arm, freeing up my other hand to give the door a much firmer knock.

From deep inside the compact flat, I heard Hailey shout that the door was unlocked and I should come inside. I used my available hand to unlatch the door and stepped into the residence.

“Hailey? I am here, it is Ethan,” I called out into the space while closing the door behind me. “I brought the items Megan wanted me to give you.”

“That is perfect, bring them down the hallway into this room,” her voice echoed back to me.

As I started walking down the corridor, I figured out that it led straight to her bedroom. A sudden wave of hesitation hit me, accompanied by an incredibly strange sensation. We had never been completely alone together before this moment, and now I was walking right toward the place where she slept. My instincts warned me that I was completely unprepared for whatever was waiting ahead. I forced myself past the anxiety anyway and continued moving down the passageway. The moment I crossed the threshold, I realized my intuition had been entirely correct. Hailey was sprawled across her mattress without a single stitch of clothing on her body, while lit candles cast a glow from both of the nightstands. I stood completely frozen in place. My gaze locked directly onto her flawless breasts, the exact pair I had fantasized about seeing ever since the very first day we met.

Her chest held round, perky, and full breasts that seemed to shimmer in the shifting candlelight. Her nipples were slightly erect, causing the skin of her areolas to bunch up tightly around the raised tips. The sight stole the air right out of my lungs. I was utterly incapable of moving or uttering a single word. Then she shifted into a sitting position. My eyes stretched even wider as I watched her breasts bounce just a single time before completely resisting gravity, maintaining their round and upright shape even while she sat up straight. They looked absolutely magnificent, easily surpassing anything I had ever pictured. Because her nipples were positioned high up on the mounds, it gave them an incredibly youthful, uplifted appearance. As she sat there on the mattress with her legs crossed in front of her, I noticed her stomach was perfectly toned, featuring a long, vertical bellybutton.

“It looks like I finally managed to capture your full attention,” she remarked as she slid off the bed and began walking in my direction. “You have always been such a difficult target. You kept your distance, stayed right by Megan, and worked so hard to avoid looking at me. Now, you cannot even tear your eyes away.”

Holy fucking shit! She was easily the most attractive woman I had ever laid eyes on. Her long brown hair fell behind her shoulders, completely exposing her naked body in the dim candlelight. Below her taut midriff sat a completely hairless pubic mound and pussy. From there, her beautifully shaped hips and legs created a flawless hourglass figure, a body type I had never gotten to experience before in my life.

“Since the divorce between you and my sister is official, you are fair game now,” she stated, stepping directly into my personal space. She pulled the box right out of my hands and dropped it carelessly onto the floorboards. The contents spilled out everywhere, revealing things she clearly had no actual interest in owning. I realized right then that the entire errand was just a clever trap to lure me over to her place.

She reached out and rested both of her hands against my chest while staring up into my eyes. She stood quite a bit shorter than me. I still had not managed to speak a single word, and I am not even sure if I had drawn a breath since first spotting her on the bed.

“Ethan, Ethan, you really have no clue how long I have been waiting to get you all to myself,” she murmured. She slid her palms up toward my neck before tracing them back down to my chest.

“Do you remember the very first time you ever laid eyes on me?” she inquired. “You had arrived at the house to pick Megan up for a date, and my father let you inside. Because she was not finished getting ready yet, you just sat there in the living room waiting for her. I was fully aware that you were downstairs by yourself. However, I deliberately waited until Megan was completely ready to come down, because I wanted to ensure she would see the exact expression on your face when you finally saw me. I even changed into a specific outfit just to make the impact even stronger. Do you recall that day?”

The only thing I could do was nod my head. My arms hung limply at my sides while my ex-wife’s stunning, completely naked sister stood right in front of me, rubbing her hands over my body.

“I know you remember,” she said with a giggle. “The look on your face when I walked down those steps wearing tight workout shorts and a sports bra was absolutely priceless. I remember Megan glaring at me with pure hatred because you were staring so hard. She eventually had to physically grab your hand and drag you toward the front door.”

I remembered that moment vividly. I had just stood up to greet Megan when this absolute bombshell suddenly appeared on the staircase, wearing clothes that were far too small and constricting for her body. I remembered her breasts vividly. They were barely contained by a tiny sports bra that was so exceptionally tight and small it barely managed to cover her nipples, which were pushing hard against the thin material. The sight had stunned me so completely that I openly stared, totally embarrassing myself in the process.

“Tell me what my sister said when the two of you left in the car, or did you make the first move?” she inquired. While speaking, her hand traveled lower across my midsection, tracing my stomach muscles until she reached the very edge of my waistband.

Ever since I first caught sight of her nude body on the mattress, my cock had been steadily expanding. Now it was squeezed painfully inside my trousers, completely immobilized and causing real discomfort. I struggled to remember that initial meeting with Hailey, trying to recall my exact response.

“I was the one who spoke up,” I admitted. “Like a complete moron, I asked her who you were.”

Hailey let out a sudden burst of laughter. “I knew it. That must have made her absolutely furious. Please tell me you did not spend the entire night talking about me,” she giggled.

“No, I learned my lesson quickly because bringing you up clearly set Megan off,” I replied. “She just brushed it off, claiming you were her brainless little sister who always pulled those kinds of stunts whenever guys came around the house.”

“I am sure she did say that, and she was entirely accurate. Do you have any idea how many guys I managed to steal right out from under her? It was a massive amount, honestly. You were the single exception. Ethan, you are the one boy who managed to escape me,” she chuckled, lightly tapping my jawline.

“You are just so incredibly attractive and built,” she murmured, returning her palms to my chest to rub the skin. “I could never comprehend how you managed to resist my advances or how Megan managed to keep you all to herself. She must have exerted an incredible amount of effort to hold onto you.”

“She certainly did, at least during the early days of our relationship,” I noted.

“So what was her secret? What exactly did she offer you besides her incredibly cheerful attitude?” Hailey teased. She shifted even closer to me, pressing her voluminous breasts directly against my torso.

“Well, to be honest, it was the blowjobs,” I finally stammered out, opting for complete honesty.

“Is that right? Let me guess, once the wedding was over, that little routine dried up immediately,” she remarked.

“Yes, that is pretty much exactly how it went,” I replied.

“Oral sex? Seriously? My older sister did that? Oh, wow, hold on just a single second,” she said, an expression crossing her face as though an old memory had just clicked into place.

She reached down toward the front of my pants and began unfastening them. It felt less like an attempt to get me naked and more like she was preparing to prove a point.

“I bet I can recreate her exact technique perfectly,” Hailey declared. She let my trousers slide down to the floorboards and then yanked my underwear down, completely liberating my dick.

The moment my cock was freed, it bounced upward and began throbbing fiercely. She wrapped her fingers around the center of my shaft and dropped down onto her knees. Before she began or even glanced back up at my face, she took a moment to admire my penis. I stood completely paralyzed, unable to take a single step even if I had wanted to escape.

“Right around the time she started dating you, I remember discovering an old adult VHS tape tucked away in our father’s closet,” she explained. “I showed the porn to Megan, and we both watched the scene where a woman was sucking on a guy’s dick.” After sharing the story, she parted her lips and proceeded to give me a blowjob that felt identical to the routine my ex-wife used to perform.

Make no mistake, the sensation was incredible. I was right on the verge of cumming straight down her throat when she abruptly pulled away to look up at me. Megan’s sessions never lasted more than a few minutes. She would constantly whine about the taste of the fluid, the pre-cum, and how much her jaw ached from the effort.

“Does that bring back memories?” she questioned.

“Yes, it is identical,” I answered, staring down at her.

“Exactly, she only picked up that trick because of me and that video. Being the younger sister, I convinced her that men would go absolutely wild for it and never get tired of it. If I had to guess, she probably never changed her style or showed a shred of creativity when she sucked your dick. It was just the same exact memorized routine until she eventually gave up on doing it entirely.”

“You hit the nail on the head,” I agreed. “I was incredibly lucky to get any action at all after we tied the knot.”

“You poor guy. If you had only been aware of what I was capable of back then, you could have skipped all that wasted time and a truly miserable marriage. This is what you could have been experiencing instead,” she said. She parted her lips once more and slid my entire cock deep into her mouth, a move that Megan would never have even dreamed of attempting.

Remaining on her knees, Hailey gave me the absolute best blowjob of my entire life, creating sensations I had never experienced before as things kept getting more intense. She manipulated my penis and testicles in completely unfamiliar ways, expertly teasing me right to the brink of climax without ever pushing me over. Far from being bothered by my pre-cum or her own spit, she utilized both fluids to maximize my arousal and keep things highly lubricated. She slathered my dick in wetness, sliding her hand up and down the slick shaft while alternatively pleasuring the tip and my balls with her mouth. Eventually, she swallowed the whole length, running her tongue along the very bottom of my shaft.

The entire experience completely stunned me. Watching her perform on my penis while her large breasts rocked and bounced with stiff nipples was an absolutely incredible sight. Right before I could erupt, she pulled away. My dick was left completely soaked, throbbing violently as it pointed straight upward toward the ceiling. I had never received oral sex that lasted that long or felt anywhere near that amazing.

She rose to her feet and cleaned her lips with her hand. “Do you find yourself wishing you possessed this knowledge back in the day?” she questioned.

“Absolutely, holy shit, Hailey, that was unbelievable,” I blurted out. “I have literally never fe…” Before I could finish, she silenced me by pressing her finger against my lips.

“Stop speaking,” she instructed. “I want to put your mouth to a much more productive use, so let us find out if you possess any creativity.”

I shed my sandals and stepped completely clear of the clothes clustered around my ankles. Reaching down, I gripped her by the waist and lifted her body up without any effort. She let out a startled gasp and started laughing as I bore her over to the mattress. She wrapped her arms around my neck, which flattened her heavy breasts firmly against my torso. With every stride toward the bed, my erect penis bumped against her groin. Then I laid her down flat on her back.

I quickly ripped my shirt off and positioned myself between her open thighs. Staring down at her form, I admired the beautiful view. She lay there with her legs wide apart, displaying flawless breasts, a firm and defined stomach, and a hairless pussy. Her genitals were pink, slightly parted at the lower end, and coated in a glossy sheen left over from her mouth being on me.

Her vagina looked spectacular, featuring completely even labia with flawless dimensions, plumpness, and coloration. She was an incredibly beautiful woman. Captivated by her appearance, I behaved exactly like an excited teenager and focused immediately on her breasts. I cupped her upright breasts with both palms, squeezing and rolling the skin so that the soft flesh overflowed past my fingers as I pressed down.

The sheer pleasure of squeezing them sent a jolt through my entire frame, causing my stiff penis to twitch with pure lust. I had truly never handled a chest quite like hers. Megan possessed tiny mounds that barely registered as breasts, whereas Hailey offered a generous amount that easily overflowed my grip. My touch provoked a soft moan from her as her nipples turned rigid against my skin. Lowering my torso, I pulled my right hand away so I could use my lips instead, pulling her left nipple deep into my mouth to suck and lightly bite it.

Soft whimpers and sounds escaped her throat while I spent a considerable amount of time mouthing, biting, and fondling both of her magnificent breasts. I likely lingered there too long, because she abruptly intervened by placing her palms against my shoulders and forcing me downward. Her goal was to guide my face further down her body. This was clearly the alternative use for my mouth that she had alluded to earlier.

I understood her obvious hint clearly. I began kissing her stomach before shifting down toward her pubic mound. Next, I moved over to her left inner thigh and then transitioned to her right thigh, spreading kisses and licks all around her genitalia without making direct contact with her folds quite yet.

“You are being a total fucking tease,” she snapped suddenly after enduring a minute of my light biting.

“I am just building up the anticipation,” I responded.

She shouted, “To hell with anticipation, just put your mouth on my pussy right now!”

She drew in a deep breath as I complied with her demand. I pressed my mouth firmly against her wet pussy, sliding my tongue upward from the bottom to push her lips wide open. She tasted warm, soaked, and wonderfully sharp. Because it had been a very long time since I last ate a woman out, any taste would have seemed incredible to me. My tongue eventually discovered her rigid clit buried within her folds, and I ran the tip of my tongue across the surface. Shifting my weight slightly forward, I began to suck on the sensitive nub, drawing the flesh deeper into my mouth. This caused her to arch her spine upward, forcing her groin tightly against my face.

“Oh god, yes, keep doing that, suck my clit!” she shrieked.

I flicked and sucked at the point, even gently trapping the nub between my teeth to maximize the friction. The overwhelming sensation made her squirm wildly against the mattress. She reached up and grabbed my head, digging her fingernails deep into my scalp as she yelled out in pure ecstasy.

“Wow, you are actually incredibly good at this,” she managed to gasp out between breaths.

I pulled my face away for a second to reply. “Yeah, your sister made sure I got plenty of practice, though she barely ever returned the favor.” Without wasting another moment, I put my face right back down into her dripping wet pussy. I lapped up her outer lips, sucking and pulling the flesh outward before shoving my tongue as far as it would go inside her delicious vagina. I investigated every single part of her genitals until she eventually grabbed hold of my head to guide me up over her body.

As I looked down into her beautiful face, she told me that she wanted my cock inside her.

I found it hard to believe this was actually happening. The entire situation had unfolded with such speed that I never had a real moment to process my actions or consider the consequences of fucking my ex-wife’s sister. However, that concern vanished almost immediately. My penis was throbbing hard and leaking pre-cum down my shaft, driven by an overwhelming urge to bury itself deep inside Hailey’s warm, wet canal.

She looked breathtakingly beautiful positioned beneath me as I brought my weight down over her body. I locked eyes with her vibrant green eyes and leaned down to kiss her. The gesture caught her off guard for a split second, but she quickly matched my enthusiasm as our skin pressed together, even though my dick had not entered her yet. While our lips remained locked, I glided my hips forward. My cock slid smoothly right into her warm pussy, and we both instantly broke off the kiss to groan from the pure ecstasy of that initial penetration.

Holy hell, the sensation was out of this world. Her body completely enveloped my dick in a warm, wet paradise that I had never experienced before. The feeling was so remarkably intense that I had to fight with everything I had to keep from cumming on the very first pump, especially since her incredible blowjob had already left me right on the edge. I buried myself completely inside her and stayed perfectly still, resisting the overwhelming urge to blow my load right away. Remaining motionless helped control the sensation, and that initial rush of pleasure began to level off as we looked into each other’s eyes.

“How long has it actually been since you last had sex?” she inquired, clearly picking up on my internal struggle.

“It has been a while,” I admitted. “Is it that obvious?”

She offered a warm smile from below me. “Yes, you look like you are about to explode right now. Do not worry about it, because we have the entire night ahead of us. If you want to just get this first orgasm out of the way, go right ahead.”

“I do not think I have much of a choice in the matter,” I smiled back at her.

My prediction proved completely accurate. The moment I started to pull my shaft back out of her, the intense pleasure rushed back in full force. On only my second forward stroke into this stunning woman, I completely exploded deep inside of her. It felt as though my cock was flooding her entire insides with continuous blasts of semen. The pure pleasure made me groan aloud, shudder, and nearly pass out right on top of her as my dick unleashed torrents of fluid into her body. I had not cum in several weeks.

Eventually, I collapsed right on top of her, gasping for air and shaking from the post-orgasm spasms while my dick remained buried deep inside. The massive load I released could not be contained, and it started oozing out around the base of my shaft.

“Wow, I do not think I have ever had this much cum inside of me,” she noted. “You were seriously pent up.”

She could clearly feel her body filling up as I came, and now it was leaking all around my cock. When I finally pulled my dick out, a huge gush of semen rushed out of her the moment my head left her pussy. I rolled off her onto the mattress, panting heavily. She let me catch my breath for a moment before asking me to fetch a towel from the bathroom so she could clean up the mess.

I stood up from the bed as the full weight of what we had just done began to dawn on me. I briefly considered grabbing my clothes and sprinting out of the apartment, but I recognized that fleeing would only make the situation far worse. Now that my dick had gone completely limp following that massive orgasm, a wave of guilt began to set in. I found myself wondering how my ex-wife would react if she ever discovered this. A strong sense of shame washed over me as I walked down the corridor to the bathroom. After locating the towels, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying to decide what my next step should be.

Her voice drifted down the hallway from the bedroom, asking if I had lost my way. Forcing myself to look away from my reflection, I walked back down the corridor with the cloth in hand. She had not moved an inch. She remained completely nude on the mattress, my cum leaking steadily out from between her parted pussy lips. God, it was an incredible view, causing my flaccid dick to give a small twitch as I crossed the threshold. Walking over to the mattress, I sat down right beside her and offered her the towel. Once she finished wiping herself off, she returned the cloth to my hands while shifting her gaze down toward my groin.

“It looks like you could use some cleaning up too,” she remarked.

Because I was so deep in my own head, I completely failed to realize that my own penis was coated in semen, including a fresh drop sitting right on the tip of the slit. She observed me quietly as I used the towel to wipe the fluid away. Afterward, she shifted her body and rested both of her hands on my thighs.

“Are you doing alright? You suddenly look very distracted and torn about this,” she noted.

“Honestly, considering what just happened between us, my mind is completely spinning,” I answered.

“Please tell me you are not stressing over Megan. Your marriage ended over twelve months ago, so she does not get to control who you sleep with.”

“That is true, but I still interact with her from time to time, and you happen to be her actual sister,” I pointed out.

With a smirk on her face, she countered, “Well, given what you just experienced, it is pretty obvious you married the wrong sibling.”

“I did not exactly realize that choosing you was an option back then,” I murmured.

“Trust me, I made an effort,” she replied, giving my thighs a couple of playful, gentle slaps. “She dug her claws into you much deeper than she ever did with any other guy. You were fiercely devoted to her, never permitting yourself even a single moment to slip up. If you stop and consider it, this is literally the very first time the two of us have ever been left entirely by ourselves.”

“Megan definitely planned it that way, and to be completely fair, I did too,” I confessed. “I simply could not trust my own self when you were nearby, and that was back when I assumed you had no interest in me at all. Imagine how much further I would have pushed you away if I had known you actually desired me back then. Did she realize that you were into me?”

“She absolutely knew,” Hailey replied. “I used to bring you up constantly and question her about you. I am completely certain that is why she exerted so much effort to keep you at a distance from me. Tell me, were you really attracted to me back then?”

“I absolutely was, and I still am, because I have always wanted you, Hailey. Things just took a completely different path. Megan hid her real personality while we were together before the wedding, but her actual character surfaced incredibly fast once we tied the knot. It makes sense to me now that the whole routine, the sex, and the blowjobs were just a strategy to maintain my focus on her so I wouldn’t wander off to you. In reality, I seriously doubt she ever truly cared about me.”

“You are unfortunately correct. She used you as a tool to best me rather than treating you as a genuine partner or someone she loved. I feel terrible that she put you through that entire ordeal, especially since you had to settle for such uninspired blowjobs,” she remarked with a wide grin.

I offered a smile in return. “To be honest, I had no clue they were anything less than great until this afternoon. I was honestly just grateful to receive any oral sex at all, particularly after the wedding.”

“That is honestly pathetic, and it is a total waste of a beautiful dick. She really ought to feel ashamed of herself,” Hailey declared. “I need to properly compensate you for that, Ethan, and I am going to begin right this second.” As she spoke, her hand moved toward my soft penis.

A sudden wave of intense pleasure rippled through my frame the moment she cupped and raised my unaroused cock. Shifting her body closer, she hovered her face directly over my lap. Without a moment of hesitation, she immediately drew my soft dick straight into her mouth. The sensation caused my jaw to drop and my head to loll backward in pure bliss. Even though I had released a massive amount of semen barely fifteen minutes prior, my penis swelled up with shocking speed. Within moments, I had regained a full erection, allowing me to lean back and enjoy another completely incredible blowjob.

As her mouth moved against me, I stroked her back while she rested beside me. I threaded my fingers through her hair before tracing them down her alluring spine, noticing the lower back dimples just above her gorgeous ass. She was the absolute ideal partner whom I had somehow missed out on until this very moment. When I slid my fingers down the center of her backside, she parted her thighs wider to offer me an easier angle while simultaneously pulling my cock deep back down her throat. The sheer physical feelings washing over me felt entirely dreamlike.

My fingertip discovered her tight asshole, and I traced a line from there over to her wet pussy. I softly massaged her swollen outer lips and the skin covering her clitoris, then pushed her folds completely apart to slide my finger inside her. Since the towel had failed to absorb all the semen from our first round, her vagina was exceptionally slick and soaked. I refused to shift my weight to find a superior position because I was far too captivated by the magnificent oral sex she was giving me. Instead, I contented myself with fingering her wet hole while she continued to suck my dick, completely unaware that what was about to unfold next was even remotely possible.

While maintaining her grip around my cock with her lips, she suddenly pulled back from my hand and swung her left leg straight over my upper body, positioning her wet pussy directly in front of my face. Although I recognized the setup as the 69 position, I had never actually attempted it before, and certainly never during my marriage to Megan. Looking down at her beautiful, pink, and completely exposed genitals left me momentarily stunned. However, the hint became impossible to ignore when she began wriggling her buttocks and pushing them right against my mouth.

I opened my lips and began to suck aggressively on her entire crotch area. From there, I rammed my tongue deep into her warm vagina while my nose pressed firmly up against her tight, wrinkled asshole. Gripping her butt cheeks with both hands to pull her open even further, I began eating her out with the desperation of a man who realized this might be his only opportunity. My tongue kept flicking and teasing her clitoris, eliciting muffled groans around my shaft as she struggled to maintain her oral rhythm on my penis.

Releasing my hold on her rear, I ran my hands up her spine and reached around to fondle her breasts. I massaged her chest while simultaneously devouring her wet slit and enjoying the friction of her mouth on my dick. In an instant, my reality became incredibly better. I was actively participating in scenarios that had previously only existed in my fantasies, and I was doing it with the most breathtakingly attractive woman I had ever encountered. Any remaining anxiety regarding my ex-wife’s reaction completely evaporated from my mind.

Without warning, she halted the oral stimulation and pulled my dick entirely out of her lips. I assumed she simply needed a brief moment to catch her breath, but she shocked me by demanding that I insert a finger into her ass. The sudden instruction caused me to choke on my own saliva from pure surprise. Rather than asking questions, I simply followed orders, letting go of her right breast to slide my hand down her butt crack until I located her tight sphincter. The area felt slick and appeared to throb under my touch, marking a completely new experience for me.

Suddenly, the tip of my digit slid past the opening, prompting her to let out a soft, pleased sound before she instantly resumed sucking my cock. Meeting almost no pushback, I slid my finger deeper into her warm rectum, keeping it buried right up to the second knuckle while I returned my mouth to her wet pussy. The sensation was completely novel to me because an anus feels entirely distinct from a vagina. It did not take long before I began pumping my finger back and forth inside her rear, feeling the tight ring of muscle clamp onto my skin with every single repetition. The sensation felt odd, but the resistance gradually decreased as her body apparently expanded or grew accustomed to the object, prompting her to give another command.

She told me to use two fingers. Mentally, I noted how completely insane this situation had become, but I complied without hesitation just like before. I extended the finger right next to the one already inside her backside and managed to force it in alongside the first, with both digits sliding inside surprisingly smoothly given the circumstances. She let out a massive groan and shoved her lower body firmly against my hand until my fingers were completely submerged in her warm, constricting ass. The intense thrill of the moment actually had me physically trembling.

Her vocalizations intensified as I repeatedly thrust both digits in and out of her tight rear opening. Meanwhile, I refocused my mouth on her clitoris and kept eating her out until she began to experience a powerful orgasm directly against my face. At that exact second, her rectum began clutching my digits with incredible force. I was completely stunned by how constricting the passage became, clamping down repeatedly like a powerful vise while her climax took over. Her vagina erupted completely, sending a warm rush of fluids flooding over my skin as she rode the continuous wave of pleasure, which forced her to halt the oral sex on me.

Whimpering loudly, she began to shake all over, with her legs trembling uncontrollably before she finally slumped down onto my chest as a heap of vibrating muscles. I ceased all movement and withdrew my digits from her rectum, simply remaining still underneath her shaking form as her body continued to experience occasional post climax jolts. It was absolutely the most intensely erotic encounter of my entire life.

My thoughts were spinning completely out of control as I tried to process what had just taken place. We had just done a sixty-nine, I had stuffed my fingers inside her rectum, and her vagina had literally erupted all over my face. I seriously considered the possibility that I had perished in a vehicular collision on my drive over, wondering if this was actually the afterlife. As Hailey lay heavily against my chest, shivering and gasping for breath, I felt like pinching my own skin to check if I was awake. I remained entirely motionless and silent, utterly stunned by the experience while waiting for her to move.

Eventually, she shifted her weight and rolled off my torso. “Holy crap, Ethan, I completely misjudged you in the absolute best way possible. I have genuinely never experienced a climax of that magnitude in my entire life,” she finally breathed.

“I am glad I was able to assist,” I replied, feeling completely awkward and unsure of what a guy is supposed to say in that scenario.

She flashed a grin before moving closer to lie right next to me, bringing our faces together. “If you consider that mere assistance, I am incredibly eager to see what happens when you actually put effort into making me feel good.”

“That was an incredible amount of fun,” she remarked. “Was that your first time experiencing that?”

“First time for which part, because I just crossed off about three different milestones at once,” I noted.

“Is that right? Which ones?”

“Well, doing a sixty-nine is the obvious first choice, since Megan would have absolutely refused to ever try that,” I explained.

“I can definitely believe that,” she agreed. “What else was new?”

“Well, shoving one finger and then multiple fingers directly into your ass was completely wild,” I admitted.

“You think it was wild? It felt completely normal to me because I absolutely adored it.”

“It certainly seemed like you were enjoying yourself.”

“Are you saying you did not enjoy it?”

“No, that is not it at all, because I actually loved it immensely. It was simply the very first time I had ever done something like that.”

“So you were just a little freaked out by how unfamiliar it all felt?”

“Yeah, that is probably accurate,” I said, struggling to find the right words to articulate the experience. “I just never could have envisioned myself participating in the things we just pulled off, and then your pussy suddenly squirted a huge flood right onto my face.”

She let out a little chuckle. “That is actually an excellent outcome, because it proves you did an unbelievable job. Did you seriously never manage to make Megan squirt?”

“Not even close,” I confessed. “After witnessing your reaction just now, I honestly doubt my ex-wife ever experienced a genuine orgasm during our entire marriage.”

“Well, that was a unique situation for me too, since I have never erupted like that before either. You are the specific man who made that happen, Ethan.” She leaned over her body to press her lips against mine. “If Megan failed to reach climax, that is entirely her own fault. You are clearly not lacking in capability, especially with those incredible skills and that massive dick.” As she spoke, her gaze shifted downward toward my throbbing erection, which remained slick from her saliva.

She leaned back in for another kiss, this time swinging her right leg completely across my torso to straddle my lap. Facing me directly, she pressed her vulva flat against my abdomen, trapping my hard cock tightly between our bodies. For a few moments, she began rubbing her outer lips and clitoris up and down the length of my shaft. Then, rising up onto her knees, she reached down to grip my penis with her fingers and manually guided the hard length straight into her dripping wet pussy.

A simultaneous groan escaped our lips as she stared down at me, taking the entire length of my penis deep inside her body. She began to shift her weight, twisting from side to side and sliding back and forth to ensure my shaft remained buried as far as possible. She gasped out that my cock felt incredible and mocked her sister for being such a fool to let me go. The view from below was absolutely breathtaking. Her face was flushed with pure bliss, and her magnificent breasts hung directly over me, swaying gently with every rhythmic movement of her hips. I had truly never witnessed a sight so beautiful. She completely dictated the rhythm, leaving me totally overwhelmed by both the physical sensation and the incredible view.

When she shifted her technique to a heavy up and down bouncing motion, the intensity instantly doubled. Her breasts began to roll in smooth circles as she rode my shaft, forcing me to instinctively reach out and grab them. I cupped each full mound in my palms, savoring the feeling of her nipples turning rock hard against my skin as I massaged the most spectacular set of tits I had ever laid eyes on, let alone handled. She told me how incredible it felt to be completely filled up by my penis, declaring her love for the sensation while repeatedly hammering her pelvis down onto my groin. Thank God I had managed to empty my balls just fifteen minutes prior. If I had not, I would have exploded within sixty seconds of her taking control like this. Even with that advantage, I was pushing my limits to keep from reaching another climax. My dick was throbbing intensely, and the physical stimulation steadily built with every touch of her breasts and every plunge of her hips.

She gripped clusters of the bedsheets tightly in her hands to gain extra leverage, slamming her weight down onto my shaft with an intensity that completely eclipsed any sex I had ever experienced. Blood continued to flood into my penis, causing it to swell to its absolute limits in both length and thickness as the pleasure scaled higher. This intense pounding continued for roughly fifteen minutes before she locked her gaze onto mine to grab my attention. While maintaining her aggressive rhythm, she managed to gasp out a request for my fingers inside her backside. I immediately pulled my right hand away from her breast and slid it down her spine until I located her tight anal opening. This time, I positioned my two middle digits against the skin, wiggling them slightly before gently pressing into her rectum. She slowed her pacing down slightly to accommodate me, allowing her tight sphincter to stretch open around my two fingers as they slid inside. A deep moan escaped her lips, and she smiled down at mine with pure satisfaction, making it completely obvious how much she enjoyed anal stimulation. As I pushed my digits deeper and hooked them toward her tailbone, she instantly resumed her fierce up and down motion on my penis.

Through the thin wall of her rectum, my buried fingers could actually track the exact path of my dick sliding in and out of her vagina. The sheer eroticism of the sensation was mind-blowing, causing my arousal to skyrocket all over again. Instead of a standard in and out thrusting motion with my hand, I simply swirled my two digits around inside her backside while she poured all her energy into riding my cock. Within just two minutes of adding the anal play, her ragged breathing, heavy vocalizations, and facial expression made it clear that another climax was imminent. Between desperate gasps, she urged me to cum along with her. It required absolutely no effort on my part, since I had already been fighting back the urge to finish. With her verbal permission and her body wrapped so tightly around mine, I stopped resisting and let the wave wash over me. I immediately felt her sphincter and her vaginal walls begin to throb and clench around my fingers and shaft. A split second later, my restraint shattered completely, and my penis began violently pumping its load straight into her contracting vagina. We erupted simultaneously, shouting out in absolute ecstasy while our bodies shattered and shook. Finally, she collapsed heavily against my chest, a sweaty tangle of hair and gorgeous breasts, leaving us both gasping heavily for air.

We spent several minutes just resting like that, with me cradling her body against mine while our breathing slowed back down. As my penis went soft, the semen leaked out from her vagina, coating my cock and balls before dripping down onto the sheets. Neither of us bothered to reach for the towel because we simply did not care. Having both reached climax at least twice, we were completely wiped out and felt perfectly happy just cuddling together. Her breasts were flattened right against my torso while her head rested on my chest, making the moment feel absolutely flawless.

I lost all track of time and genuinely had no interest in checking the hour. My mobile phone was still tucked inside my trouser pockets on the bedroom floor. Right around then, a notification sound echoed from the floor, signaling an incoming text. I ignored the noise so I could keep holding Hailey, enjoying the heavy rush of endorphins that follows a massive orgasm. A second later, her own device chimed on the nightstand, and the identical thought struck both of our minds simultaneously.

“Megan?” we blurted out at the exact same moment.

“That is probably her,” Hailey remarked. “She is likely checking to see if you delivered the packages safely, and since you did not reply to her message, she decided to text me instead.”

“Do not answer it,” I advised.

We left the message alone, but then her mobile on the bedside table started vibrating with an incoming call. Hailey pulled her head away from my chest to look down at the illuminated screen.

“It really is her,” she said. “I can see her name and her contact photo right there on the display. If I do not pick up or call her back immediately, she is just going to keep dialing my number.”

“What do you plan on telling her?” I questioned.

“I will just say that you came over, dropped off the boxes, and left right away. I will tell her I have no clue why you are not responding to her texts, because she is definitely going to ask me about that.”

“Does she have any idea that you still harbor feelings for me?” I inquired. “Is it possible she already figured out what we are up to?”

“Well, it is certainly possible,” Hailey answered. “A couple of days ago during a FaceTime session, she brought up the fact that you were coming to her place to handle some chores and pick up your belongings. While we were on video, she showed me that she was boxing up a bunch of old junk from our high school days. I told her I wanted those things and explicitly recommended that you deliver them to my apartment since you were already going to be at her house anyway.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” I noted. “So given that I failed to text her back, you ignored her message, and now you are letting her call go straight to voicemail, there is a very high probability she suspects something is going on.”

Hailey looked down at my face and smirked. “Yeah, knowing how my sister operates, her brain immediately jumped to the conclusion that we are fucking right now.”

“Fuck,” I muttered.

“Exactly, or more accurately, we are having sex,” she chuckled. “Honestly, who gives a shit? To hell with her. She does not get to have a say in your life, and her opinion should not matter at all after the way she treated you. She trapped you in a loveless and sexless marriage for five whole years. I refuse to harbor any guilt over this, and you should not feel bad either. Absolutely not.”

“Wow, alright, you make a valid point,” I replied, trying to soothe her rising temper.

She seemed agitated for a moment before her expression softened. She leaned down to press her lips against mine and then rolled off my body. She retrieved the soiled cloth to wipe down her body a second time before dropping it right onto my flaccid dick. As I began cleaning the fluids off my own skin, the voicemail Megan had recorded on Hailey’s phone started playing out loud.

The message stated, “Hey, it is Megan. I am just calling to verify whether Ethan arrived at your apartment after leaving my place. He indicated he was heading straight there, but he is completely ignoring my texts, and you are not responding either. I just want to ensure everything is fine, so give me a call back.”

“She definitely knows what is happening,” Hailey stated.

“Either that, or she highly suspects it,” I murmured.

I flung the damp cloth onto the floorboards and moved over to sit right beside her while she examined her phone. The text notification she received delivered the exact same message as the voicemail. Right then, my own phone vibrated again. I stood up, walked over to my discarded trousers, and pulled the device from the pocket. I began reading the incoming messages aloud as I made my way back to the mattress.

“The first message asks how the delivery at Hailey’s went and if I found her apartment without any trouble,” I read aloud before moving on to the more recent text. “The next one says she hopes I am alright and assumes I am currently driving back from your place, so I should text her the moment I walk through my front door.”

I looked at her and asked, “So, what do you think we should do next?”

“I have a spectacular concept,” Hailey giggled. “Let us snap a completely naked photo of the two of us together and send it straight to her phone. That way, the entire truth is out in the open.”

“You cannot possibly be serious about that,” I remarked.

“Why shouldn’t I be? It is a real option. She is bound to discover the truth eventually anyway, and we established that we do not care about her reaction,” she reminded me.

“Well, that is true to an extent, but I really do not want to behave like an asshole and wound her feelings,” I explained.

“What?” she shouted. “Oh my god, you are entirely too soft. Even now, after wasting five fucking years of your life trapped with her, miserable every single day and enduring her awful treatment, you are still worried about hurting her emotions. Seriously, Ethan, I cannot comprehend why you even keep interacting with that bitch or why you keep doing favors for her. She is just using you for her own benefit, and you have to know that by now.”

It was glaringly obvious that Hailey possessed a highly vulgar vocabulary whenever she got angry. However, she was entirely correct, and I was clearly a complete fool who kept begging for more punishment. I did not owe Megan a single thing, but I was simply too nice for my own good.

“I realize that,” I confessed. “You are completely right. I honestly do not know why I keep seeing her or helping her out around her house.”

“Well, nobody knows why you do it,” she countered. “But what I do know is that if we snap a photo together in this bed and text it to her, you will never have to lay eyes on her again or cater to her demands.”

“But what will that do to your own relationship with your sister?” I inquired.

“She will manage to get past it,” Hailey dismissed. “Keep in mind that I have lured plenty of guys away from her in the past. Stealing her ex-husband will just be another addition to my track record.”

“Wow, so that is all I represent to you?” I questioned.

“No, oh god, that is completely wrong,” she panicked, immediately regretting her phrasing. “You do not mean that to me at all, not even a little bit. I only meant that is how it will look from her perspective.” She reached out, grabbed my face with her hands, and began showering me with continuous kisses.

“Alright, I am just teasing you,” I managed to stutter out in between her kisses.

“So what do you think? Should we take the photo?” Hailey asked. She switched her phone into camera mode and extended her arm as far as possible, framing the shot so that her heavy breasts and my naked torso were completely visible on the screen.

She tapped the capture button and saved the image. The picture left absolutely zero room for interpretation regarding what we had just done in that bed. Our hair was completely disheveled, and both of us were entirely bare from the waist up in the photo. Megan would immediately recognize exactly what kind of activities had taken place.

Hailey brought up the text conversation and prepared to attach the image file, hovering her thumb directly over the send button. She turned her head toward me and asked, “Well, should I do it?”

I wavered, unsure if I could actually allow her to send it. I had genuinely cared for Megan at one point in my life. Even though our divorce was finalized, I worried about what kind of damage this act would inflict on her. I did not want to view myself as a malicious or vengeful person. On the other hand, Hailey’s logic was sound. Megan was going to find out eventually regardless of what we did. She never truly cared about me during our marriage anyway, and she was still exploiting my good nature for free labor. What was I actually gaining from continuing to help her? It was the exact same thing I received from our five-year, cold marriage: paying her alimony checks.

“Go ahead and send it,” I told her.

Hailey’s thumb came down on the screen and pressed the send button.

The End.

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