r/LDSNSFW_Stories

I don’t consider myself a good writer. But recently I shared this story with a friend, and another friend has been encouraging me to take a step at writing. So, here we go….

First, it should be acknowledged that, although this is a true story, names, and a few details have been changed to make it shareable.

Did any of you marry into a stereotypical LDS family where we all still gather together at the in-laws for holidays and family events? You know, cramming way too many people into way too small of the space?

The joy of being one of the older siblings with kids is that in such situations, the younger siblings often have to give up their room so that the older siblings can have privacy during these family gatherings. A few years ago my wife and I and our little family were the recipient of such a situation, as we were staying in my 18-year-old sister-in-law‘s room for a family gathering.

Upon arriving at my in-laws home, I had the worst headache that I’ve had in a long time. It had been brewing underneath the surface for our entire drive to their home, and decided to unleash it hellish-ness more fully upon me after we pulled into their neighborhood. In an effort to fight off its feverish advancement, and get some rest before hanging out with the family later that night, I decided to retire to bed to stay in a darkened room for a bit.

After receiving the room assignment from my mother-in-law, we brought our bags in, and I laid down. I didn’t even bother to turn on the lights. I’m not sure exactly how long I had been in the room, but it was dusk outside when I was slightly awoken.

My SIL came crashing into her room in a hurry. She had just gotten home from a practice or something, and was apparently in a hurry. As she rushed into her room, she headed straight for the closet, and threw off her T-shirt and sports bra that she had been wearing the dim light of the setting sun must’ve been enough light for her, though I have often wondered when reflecting upon this moment, why she didn’t turn on the light. I could make up reasons, but in all honesty, I just don’t know.

I must’ve stirred slightly or made some sound after seeing her topless, because she turned suddenly and realized that I was asleep on the bed. I acted like I was asleep, hoping that the dimly lit room and the light of the setting sun that was coming through the blinds. Wood hide the fact that I was only partially closing my eyes.

To one extent or the other, she was satisfied with what she saw. She turned back to the closet and slowly. Now, aware of my “sleeping“ presence, she quietly slipped off her shorts, threw on some sweats and a tank top, and snuck out of the room.

I would be lying if I didn’t admit that this experience lives in my mind, and definitely still affects my interactions with her. At least in my head.

I’ve always had this attraction to my sister in law. She’s so sexy! Her marriage has never been the best and recently we’ve started to lock eyes and it’s so electrifying. She’s a couple years older but gorgeous and sexy as hell. Medium boobs, thick legs, sexy ass, gorgeous brown eyes and long brown hair. Plus a cute dimple. She turns me on so much. Rarely does she wear revealing clothing other than tight pants or shorts, and her shirts usually cover her ass. But every now and then she’ll wear these tight short shorts that show off her ass and I’m so in love and horny. Thank goodness for summer time. It’s Shay’s a treat seeing her and I can’t help but fantasize all the ways I’d love to have sex with her.

My wife grew up as an American expat in large foreign city. Her dad was always in local leadership. Her family had strict modesty rules - no bikinis, no shorts above the knees, leggings were paired with a top long enough to cover the bum, not allowed to wear sweatpants out of the house. Her dad was crazy controlling on dumb things. This of course led to finding acceptance with a constant supply of bfs (helps that my wife is beautiful, really chill, and expats always moving leads to more fleeting pairing imo).

There are a number of stories but my favorite was her senior year her relationship ended around Christmas, the same time she turned 18. There was an Italian womanizer who went to the all boys school Gio, actually a year older than her but same grade. The expat community was pretty close knit between the three major schools, my wife knew personally multiple girls he had slept with. Well Gio starts hitting my wife up on AOL, she said she knew he probably wasn't interested in a relationship but she agreed to meet up with him in an alley by her apartment after school. They made out while he groped her breasts and then fingered her she claims she only felt his cock outside his pants. After that they never kissed again but they still talked a few times.

The story drives me wild, especially because my wife is so conservative now. I'm not sure we ever have sex outside our bedroom. Once we were hiking and I tried to make out with her and she said she was too worried someone might walk by. To think she's is an alley in a major metropolis letting the Italian boy finger her makes me crazy. I'm not a cuck but I enjoy hearing her past and wishing it was me.

Love hearing LDS hot past.