Confession
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I hurriedly dried myself then reluctantly slipped my dress over my head. I went out to see if Beth had arrived home yet. I stepped into the kitchen and looked around but the only person there was Ben, who had a very large grin on his face.
“Is she here yet?”
I wasn't sure why I was whispering, other than feeling like a naughty little school girl. Ben laughed and pointed up to the wall.
“What's the time, Sis?”
I looked at the clock, confused. It was saying ten past two. It was so strange. I would have sworn I heard the clock chime three. Ben laughed again.
“It's okay to be a little paranoid, Sis; hell, under the circumstances I would say we were crazy not to be.”
I laughed and shook my head. I knew he was right but I wanted to be risky, I wanted to take chances, I wanted to be naked and I wanted to fuck Ben everywhere and anywhere even if we had an audience. I wanted the world to know just how good it felt to have my brother making love to me. I even felt a bit resentful towards Beth for cramping our fun time.
I got started again on some sandwiches for lunch and while I was making them I remembered that Beth had training tonight after school anyway so she wouldn't be home until nearly five-thirty. I told Ben about her training and how silly I felt for reacting the way I did earlier.
“Like I said, Sis. We would be crazy not to be a bit paranoid. If Beth, Jerome or Geoff were to see what we had been doing we would be in a world of shit, you know that.”
“I know, it's just not fair that Geoff and Cindy get to go off and do whatever they want without anyone interrupting them.”
I know Ben thought I meant that they were doing whatever they wanted separately, but I was certain they were together.
“Yeah I know, it just means we have to take advantage of the moments we get.”
I looked him in the eye and lifted the bottom of my dress, showing him that it was the only piece of fabric covering me. He smiled that same smile as before, the one that basically said he wanted to eat me alive.
“We have some time now, Ben, want to take advantage of it?”
“Mmm, I definitely want to but I'm not sure if I can. It's been a long time since I've gone more than twice in one day. I'm really not sure if I can.”
I started rubbing my pussy right in front of him. I could still feel a mixture of our cum inside me and suddenly I wanted to taste it. I didn't play around and although I was a little bit tender I still fairly easily slipped two fingers up inside myself. My pussy was making wet, squelchy noises as I fucked myself right in front of Ben. I told him to move his chair out from the table so I could get closer still. I straddled his legs and continued to rub our combined cum all over my pussy and especially my clit. I moved my fingers up to my mouth and tasted our creamy juices. I couldn't believe how slutty I was behaving but it felt so good and so right. I pushed my fingers back into myself again, wanting more.
“God that's so fucking hot and sexy.”
“You make me feel all hot and sexy; besides, I like the way you taste in me.”
Once again I pulled my fingers out to raise them to my mouth but Ben surprised me by grabbing my hand. He raised my fingers to his own mouth and while keeping eye contact with me, he sucked my fingers into his mouth. It was such an amazing turn-on watching him eat his and my cum off my own fingers. He moaned in obvious delight at the taste of our love.
He placed his hands on my hips and turned me to the side where he lifted me onto the edge of the table, placing my bare ass onto it. He then moved the chair back so that it was between my legs. He sat down as though sitting down to a delicious meal. He raised my legs up gently so that my feet were on the table too. He then began kissing his way down my thighs. They quivered under his gentle kisses that almost tickled. Further and further up my thighs they went, at a regular rhythm, until suddenly he stopped. I was just about to say something when I felt his tongue separate my lips. A hot shiver ran through my body as all I could think about was the fact that here was my brother eating his own cum out of my pussy in exactly the same spot as my husband ate his breakfast. It was just so wrong and slutty that he had me cumming in seconds.
I was turning into such a slut for Ben and we were both loving it. His mouth felt heavenly on my pussy as his lips and tongue went to town on me, lapping up all the juices as they poured from me. He then stood up and kissed me deeply. His tongue in my mouth tasted strongly of our combined juices and I found it intoxicating. I couldn't believe how desperately I wanted him to fuck me again. More than anything though, I wanted to be naked again with the sun on my skin while he fucked me.
I sat up and pushed him back a step. At first, he looked a little confused as though I may be rejecting him, but when I reached out and lifted his shirt up over his head, he understood. I pulled his shorts down and helped him step out of them. He was about to step back in when I changed his mind.
“Not here, Ben. I want you to fuck me outside.”
It was the first time that he looked at all apprehensive and I knew he was thinking that the risk of being caught went up majorly by taking this outside, but when I grabbed hold of his cock and began leading him outside he didn't hesitate. We stepped out into the glorious sunshine and Ben looked all around as though trying to judge whether the neighbors could see or not. His gaze lingered briefly on Cathy's place but seemed to come to the conclusion that nobody was home. I was at the point of just not caring. I raised the dress up over my head again and placed it on the ground.
I got down on my hands and knees in front of Ben and started sucking in earnest on his cock. It wasn't fully hard in spite of the last ten minutes but then he had cum twice already today and as he said himself, it was questionable whether or not he would be able to go for a third time. I got him almost all the way hard with my mouth but by then I just had to have him inside me. This time I lay down on my back and spread my legs for him. Ben got down between my legs and with a little help he lined his cock up with my pussy. Slowly he pushed into me, going deeper and deeper with each passing second. His fat cock head felt so good inside me and this time he went a lot deeper into me than he had before.
He just kept sinking into me until I felt him press against my cervix. Nothing painful but enough to make me feel really full. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear if they were in their backyard, but it was silent and still in the neighborhood. The only sounds I could hear were our grunts, the slapping of my thighs meeting Ben's and the very wet sounds of our sex. I could feel my cum running down over my ass and onto the grass beneath me.
I found myself having small orgasm after small orgasm as Ben continued to pound me. I knew he would last longer this time but he was like a steam train the way he just kept going. Eventually, Ben began to show signs of fatigue so I rolled us both over. Now that Ben was on his back he could lie back for a while and let me do the work. The feeling of the sun on my naked skin felt great and the fact that we were both soaked with cum and sweat just added to the amazing, raw feeling. The smell of the grass crushed beneath us, mixed with our own individual scents, was like an aphrodisiac to me.
I began to ride Ben cowgirl-style and the position allowed me to play with my own nipples while being filled with the best-feeling cock I had ever had in me. Combined with the thought of being watched outside, it caused another orgasm to start building in me. This time though, I could sense Ben's own orgasm approaching too. It became a race to see who would get there first and I was pounding his cock into me with a real urgency now.
I saw, on Ben's face, his pleasure reach a crescendo as I felt his cock expand inside me. It was so amazing to see and feel that my own orgasm exploded into existence at the same time. I found myself lying naked on Ben's chest as his breath and my own began to settle down to a normal rhythm. I could feel him softening inside me and it was with a certain amount of sadness that I felt him slip out of me. I raised my head and looked him in the eye.
“I love you, Ben. I will never stop loving you.”
“I love you too, Sis.”
“I wish this didn't have to end.”
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Hi friends, this is Bobby here again after a long time. For the people.” Who don’t know me; I am male 37 from Delhi. I am big fan of ISS and written previous episodes in ISS and got good replies from number of people. This story is not about me but my friend Neeru whom you guys can read in my previous post. She was a hot erotic lady in late thirties with a very sexy figure and is always ready to fuck. I was with her nearly a month back at her office where we just finished our action. We were...
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"Confession time!" I announced as I passed the bottle of wine my girlfriends and I were working on. "I wanna hear all about your deepest, darkest confessions! Make me forget that bastard that cheated on me!" I knocked back my third glass of wine and reached for the bottle after Nikki passed it back to me. All of the women sitting around the fire started to giggle and point fingers to one another, trying to get someone to confess. "Oh, all right, said Shana. "I'll go but you all have to promise...
Confessions of an English MaidbyJessie.London1937 CHAPTER 1During the course of the years in which I have been more or less closelyassociated with other prostitutes I have frequently listened toexplanations as to just what this one or that owed her degradation; theparticular villainy to which she attributed her advent into a life ofshame. The usual story is one of seduction by a lover under theinevitable extenuating circumstance of "before I really knewanything," with the occasional variation,...
Let us start with the most recent confession of Maria to Father Peter:M: I have tried hard to be a good girl in the last 24 hours. I went to church on Sunday morning and prayed on my knees for deliverance from sin. But on Sunday night I found myself trying on my school uniform and looking at the mirror.F: Did you remember how little you sinned when you last wore it?How much you´ve changed, my c***d! Today you were a good girl, Maria!At least you prayed in church today and took a break in...
It was almost a week later when I received a text from my brother. “Are you free to chat today?” I was so eager but at the same time, I was nervous. I knew where this was heading and although it turned me on like crazy thinking about it it was still scary. “Yes, I am. I'll be on in five.” In reality, I was ready about thirty seconds later but I didn't want to appear too eager. I spent a few minutes organizing which of the photos I wanted to send and I also made the effort to put a t-shirt on....
IncestI want to share something here. I’m from asouth Asian country. Our parents are very religious. We are Muslim. I have a younger sister who is two years younger than me. She was very caring. We were close since childhood. We grew up together & watched ourselves going through the changes. You know how it feels when your body and mind changes at that age. Mine was little different from most other boys of my age as I had a sister who was only a year and half younger than me. Well I have to admit...
IncestIt had been by the first post that the letter had arrived. Abbot Deaglan had sat at his study desk,after breakfast, and opened the envelope.The rain was tapping at the window ,it was set to be another cold,rainy,winter's day,but Abbot Deaglan took comfort in his private study among his books and memories.Now in his sixty eight year and his forty second year as a Monk he felt very content with what he had achieved . He had become Principal of St.Birchwood's Monastery of Repentance fifteen years...
Confessions part 3UNCLE STEVE It had only been a few weeks, but it had been the best weeks of my life. I had become my parent’s recent conquest, their sex slave; it was a role that I happily played night after night. One early Sunday morning right before day break I heard my bedroom door open. My room was nearly dark, except for the dawn of a new day that shone through the cracks of my blinds. I felt the covers as they were lifted and my father climbed into bed with me. I felt his fingers...