Las Vegas
2 weeks after we got back from the business trip in Europe, my brother-in-law was taking me away again as part of my internship at his job. We were to be away 2 weeks and like before he promised he had some surprises for me during our travels.
My brother-in-law received a flattering email from a colleague in the London office we visited. A manager for whom I worked, described me as energetic, bright and conscientious and stated I was welcome back anytime. My brother-in-law showed the email to my sister. My proud sister blasted the details out to family and friends. Soon I was getting calls, texts and emails congratulating me on a job well done.
My brother-in-law had his motives for showing that email to my sister. At all times, she’s been supportive, never questioning, but just in case she had any suspicions, by hearing how well I did in Europe it would hopefully relieve any doubts.
In addition to my sister’s support, I had my dad’s. When I spoke to him prior to us leaving, he was delighted about what he heard of my time in Europe. He was grateful my brother-in-law was giving me this wonderful opportunity to work and travel. He hoped I wasn’t taking any of it for granted. I assured him I wasn’t. I told him my brother-in-law had pushed [fucked] me to my limits in Europe and I was grateful for the challenge. I would express my gratitude [by riding his dick and licking his balls as often as possible] during this next trip and work hard, as I had in Europe, to provide whatever [sexual satisfaction] he needed. My dad said that was the perfect attitude to have. He also called my brother-in-law thanking him for what he was doing for me, my brother-in-law told him it was his pleasure.
Las Vegas was hot as blazes. 110 degrees in the shade. While my brother-in-law was taking part in week long seminar, he had his office arrange for me to participate in a community service project with the city. It was the perfect match for my major and I loved seeing a different aspect of Las Vegas away from the bright lights and resort casinos.
After our day apart, we would meet up, walk the strip and checkout the various casinos. I was surprised and pleased with my brother-in-law’s openness in Vegas. We held hands, hugged and kissed in public. We did this throughout Europe also, but never in the 2 cities (London and Madrid) where he had established work connections. In Vegas, he wasn’t as concerned with us being seen even by the other seminar participants.
While in Vegas, our 5-month anniversary happened. He surprised me by remembering the date, August 7th.
We celebrated by reenacting our 1st time. Something we’ve never done before. From him coming to my apartment, grabbing me and kissing me. Getting his hand under my dress, into my panties and finger fucking me. (It all happened so fast, I think I must have been in total shock. I definitely didn’t see it coming.)
Then getting the most amazing pussy eat out ever. I remember looking down seeing my brother-in-law’s face in my pussy, I didn’t understand what was happening.
Then without hesitating, I climbed up and sat on his incredible dick. The challenge of taking him. I didn’t think I could. When he got inside me, I didn’t think I could take him all. For sure, my longest slide down a dick shaft. Getting a dick rammed up in me like I didn’t think possible. Feeling like his dick head was at the back of my throat. I remember thinking, My God, his dick is massive… how does my sister do it?!
We both agree the most incredible moment was when I felt something I’d never felt before and I had to wait for his grunting to stop for him to tell me I was feeling his cum bursting up in me. He got the shock of his life, when he realized he was the 1st man to cum inside me. And, that night in Vegas, we celebrated the fact he remains the only man to shoot his seed inside me, by him plowing in to me relentlessly and me receiving all the cum his dick could deliver.
The seminar lasted the whole week, but my brother-in-law surprised me when on day 3 he said we were leaving that evening for a surprise destination. Just like Europe, he didn’t tell me where we were going until I found out at the airport. (August 2018)
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