Timmy s Confession
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Hi, I am Anmol from Jaisalmer studying BBA. I am of 5’8″, with an average build body. This my real story of a fatefull night with my elder sister Anu in a hotel.
Since its a real incident, the story takes a lil time to build, so have patience, you’ll cum harder!
My 12th boards were over, and I was free. Anu (name changed), 2 years older than me had come home from college in Sikkim. When her vacations were about to be over, Dad asked me to leave her to her college in Sikkim. Since I was free, I immediately agreed. I thought in this way I could see Sikkim as well. So we boarded a train 3 days later, and we reached Gangtok (capital of Sikkim).
She stayed in college girls hostel, where I obviously wasn’t allowed to stay. And since it was my first time alone, Dad told Anu to stay with me in the hotel till I stayed there, and attend college in the day from there itself.
About my sister Anu, she was then a 21 year old girl with a bit dusky complexion but with a very pretty face and mystic eyes like a cat. She had a 34-28-36 figure with a nice bulging ass and was 5’4″ tall. Hair was straight and came to belly length. All in all, not a typical sweet girl, but a dusky sensous lady. I always had fantasized her but never had the courage to do anything at home. But now in the hotel with amazing scenary around, I was getting already aroused.
1st day, and Anu came back to hotel in the evening. Since both were very tired, we decided to stay inside the hotel itself and rest. We had dinner soon, after she had bathed. But all this time she was busy texting on the phone. When I tried to peep in, she used to turn away the phone from me. I understood it was her boyfriend Danny, about whom she hadn’t told me till then coz he was a Christian.
We then had dinner in the room only, and when she had finished her dinner and went to wash her hands, I immediately took her mobile which she had left on the bed. There was an unread msg from some DON, and the msg read, “Hav diner wel darling, n then sleep wel thinking abt me … god i am dying to hold n suck ur boobs soon. Cum soon frm hotel. Gn, tc”.
Seeing the msg, I understood it was her bf, and she had code named his contact. I immediately forwarded that msg to my mobile, and then at that time, Anu returned and was shocked to see me holding her mobile and screamed “Amo, mobile rakho mera, badmaash”..
Me- “Acha main badmaash, aur tum??”
Anu(fumbling)- “k..k..kya badmaashi haan?”
Me- “Yeh DON kaun hai aur yeh itni gandi msg kyun kar raha tumhe”
Anu- “Galti se mujhe bhej diya hoga … ”
Me- “Accha galti se usey tum hotel pe ho ye bhi pata chal gaya hai, haan?? Jaldi se bolo … kaun hai woh, aur kya kya huwa hai tum logo ke beech warna … . main yeh msg Papa ko dikha dunga … Pura full details chahiye, kyunki mujhe pata chal gaya hai tum dono ke karnaamey … ”
Anu- “Kya!!! Badmash, sharm nai aati hai … . ”
Me- “Details … warna(shows the msg in the phone) … Papa”
Anu- “Kya!!! Nahi nahi, Papa ko nahi..batati hoon chor kahin kein … ”
And then we went to bed and sleeping face to face, she began her story … .
“Uska naam hai Danny, haan woh Christian hai … humlog 1st year se bf-gf hai … ”
Me- “ok … . ab direct uss non-veg part par jao”
Anu- “huh … badmaash..sharm nai aati hai apne behen ke saath aiesi baatein kartein huwe?”
Me- “Kya sharm didi..hum dono hi ab adults hain, bache thodi … aur thodi kisi aur ko bataunga main?”
Noticing that am not gonna stop quering, hesistantly she continued …
“Issi baar ki baat hai, humlog wapas Delhi aa rahe the … par thand ke mausam or kohra(fog) ke karan train 11 hours late thi … toh raat ka time tha … humlogo ne ek hotel liya … uske paas hi ek pub cum disco bhi tha … hum log waha gaye … aur 3-3 shot tequila piye aur tab tak naache jab tak thak na gaye … karib, 2 hours baad, hum dono room par aaye aur dono nashe mein hone ke karan horny the ekdum, aur make-out kiye … . khatam”
Me- “Khatam? Details … . … ”
Anu- “Aur kya details du … ullu … woh sab private hai … aur tum mere bhai ho, kaise bata sakti hu tumhe?”
Me- “Woh sab nahi pata, batao warna … . ”
Anu- “huh … ekdum jiddi ho tum bhi … tum sab ladke logo ka bas yehin sab na–non veg baatein … . par Papa ko mat batana, ok?”
She continued …
“Hum room pe pohuche aur hum turant kiss karne lagey … ekdum bhukharo ki tarah kiss kar rahe the … french kiss … phir woh mera boobs dabane laga dress ke upar se hi … par dikkat hone ke wajah se usne mera one piece dress ko utar diya … aur mein bas bra aur panty mein hi thi … phir woh mujhe thode der tak nihara … phir kiss kiya mere gaal, hoth, kaan, gardan par … aur phir ek jhatke mein mera bra phad kar khol kar, mere boobs ko mashal aur chush raha tha …
(Telling all this, I can clearly see lust in Anu’s eyes and her constant shifting of her legs and pillow in between them)
Main ekdum madhosh uske baalon ko jakar kar pakdi thi..aur jor jor se uuuhhhh aaahhhh kar rahi thi … . woh phir apna dusra haath mere panty ke niche le jaa raha tha … meri panty ekdum geeli ho chuki thi … par maine control kiya aur bola ki plz shadi se pehle sex nahi … kyunki tabhi main purey mann se apnaa paungi tumhe..aur woh mushkuraya aur maan gaya … aur unglee karne laga, kabhi kiss karta toh kabhi chusta, ek haath se boobs dabata toh dusri haath se ungli … main bhi uski puri body chum rahi thi aur ek haath se uski 6″ ki lund mashal rahi thi … mujhe puri tarikey se tharak chad gayi thi … bohot jyada majaa aaha tha … hum dono ek saath cum(ejaculate) kiye aur apni tadap aur pyaas mitaye … . kayein baar uss raat..usne mujhe uska lund chushne bhi bola par main ek baar karke hi chod diya, kyunki humko ulti jaisi feeling aa rahi thi … . kabhi nahi bhul payoongi uss lust-passion-desire bharey raat ko … . lo ab suna diya … ab delete karo uss msg ko … ”
Saying this, she snatched the mobile from my hand, but in that process she brushed against my erect dick, following which she got embarassed … and got up and went to bathroom..
I closely put my ears on the door and patiently waited to hear any sound … after a few minutes I could hear very faint sounds of heavy breathing and occasional low moans … I understood, she was fingering herself, which made me more hot and my penis more erect. I then went to bed and laid in such a position that would show-off my tent in the shorts to her.
After few more minutes, she came out of the bathroom with her sleevless fitting top and her mini skirt. She was wet, maybe she had freshened up, so her long hair were bit wet and water running down her cleavage and wetting the top making the shape of boobs over the top more prominent..God she was looking like a Sex Goddess!
She came and slept besides me facing me, her cleavage now more prominent and her smooth meaty thighs catching my attention.
Me- “Kahan itna der laga di?”
Anu- “Tum se kya matlab? Chup chap so jao”
I got more close to her, less than a foot. In that process she too had seen my erection despite the dim lighting.
Me- “Ungli kar rahi thi na … . ?”
Anu(screaming angrily)- “Shut up Amo !!”
Me- “Bolo warna main Papa ko tum dono ki relationship ke baare … . … ”
Anu(interuptingly)- “Haan kar rahi thi!! … main jawan hogayi hu Amo..bacchi nai … its been 3 months … I miss Danny … but … . ”
Me- “but kya … . ?”
Anu- “Pad woh mera apna nai huwa hai ab tak, ishliye thoda daar bhi lagta hai … . ”
Me getting bold by the bold words of my sister, holding her by her waist and bring her body in total contact with mine, my erect dick pocking her thighs. Anu was surprised at this sudden advance from my side but wasn’t much struglling, just a lil bit.
Me- “Anu di, main toh tumhara apna hu na … . plz apne iss bhai ko apna loh … I really love u … . and I wont like anyone taking your virginity other than yours own … thats me!”
Anu(angrily)- “Amo !!! pagal, yeh sab galat hai … hum dono behen-bhai hai..”
Me- “toh behen-bhai ke bich pyar nai hota? Aur waise bhi pyar ki boundary kisne banai hai … sex pyar kahi toh expression hai, isse galat ya sahi hai kaun judge karega? Aap, main, yeh duniya? Nai humari feeling nai janti yeh sab … Don’t u love me sis?”
Anu(confused)- “Haan … . magar … ”
Me- “aapne hi kaha tha–kisi apne ke saath hi karna pasand hoga aur aap tadap bhi rahi hai lust or desire se … ”
Anu confused & bit scared by the dramatic turn of events, begins to cry … . I horny as hell begin to lick her tears off her cheecks and eyes … holding her by her waist and stroking her thighs with another hand … she begins to breath heavily … and mutter … .
“No Amo … noo … noooh … naaahh … . uummm … naahhh … . aaamoohh … . yeesss … . aaaaahh …
Seeing her moan, I get more encouraged, and plant my lips on hers, and plant a deep tongue kiss … we both kiss hungrily for around 5mins or so, sucking, bitting, kissing, scratching … in the mean time I even kiss and suck her ears, neck, shoulders, cleavage …
She getting immense pleasure from these acts of mine, hold up her body on mine, I getting the cue, open her top n bare her chest with the bra on … I begun to cup her boobs over the bra and kiss her cleavage..she in ecstacy pulls open the straps of her bra … to release free her 34C boobs with dark pinkish brown erect nipples … I begin to feast on one boob, suckling and bitting the nipple … and pressing and tinkling and playing the other boob with one hand … My other hand had reachd her panty and playing over the hot and wet area with my fingers circling over the panty and Anu was like..
“Ummm … aaahhh … . yeahhh Aamoo yesss … ufffhhh..uuhhh … um..”
I already had opened my tshirt and her hand was inside my shorts playing with my erect dick..I once came (ejaculated) in her hand only … after which she opened my shorts and begun to lick my penis … I seeing the chance, shoved my dick in her mouth holding her by her head … Man what a blow job she gave … I released the whole load in her mouth, and it overflowed from her mouth …
Then I pulled out her panty, and began to lick, bite her clit and vulva and simultaneously fingered her wet and hot pussy … . She went totally beserk and begged;
“Aamooooh … . enter me … enter me … I want u to enter me bh**sdike … . .chut marr meri benc**d … bana le apni randi teri … le meri chut … phad de isse … . aahhh … aaahh … ummm … yeahhh”
Me getting the green signal, spitted on my 6″ red hot like rod, dick and holding by her hair, turning her to the doggy position, another hand holding her boobs, rammed my dick inside her wet pussy … letting her scream out of pain … I thrusted more letting my whole dick going inside her hot love hole … and Anu screaming “aaaaahhhh … !!!!”
Then I begun to move my dick in and out slowly, fluidly, making a momentum … letting her gasp with erotica … breathing heavily..”uuuhhhh … aaaahhh … ummmh … . yeahhh … Amo, yes baby yes, more … . more … . aaahhhh … . yeahh … . harder harder … . aa aaaah.. ohhh … yesss baby … . .yesss … . Aaamohh!!”
Saying We both cummed (ejaculated) … . and had tremendous orgasm …
And then we lied down like dead people for a while … before again resuming our wild, hot and raunchy and sensous sex, now in commisionary position facing each other, suckling-pressing her boobs, deep tongue kissing and kissing her entire silky sensous sexy body, sometimes I on top and sometimes she on top screaming hornyly
“Phadd do … . aaahh … . chodoun aur chodoun … . aurrr … . aaahhh … . Amo, apni raand bana le mujhe … . phadd de chut mera!!!! Ummm … . yeahhh … . .hhaaahh … ”
And we cum again … . this continued for 1 more time that night and the other night as well at the hotel (I even ass fucked her the other night … aaahh … what a big round curvy ass to fuck … god, I spanked, she moaned loudly and I fucked & fucked & fucked) and countless more nights henchforth.
Being my first time, Please rate and comment about my story, so that I can improve upon my future stories based on incidents involving my girlfriend.
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Wife Loverssanju_s93hii frnds sanjay here this a continuation for the first part Mom’s Confession Lands Her In Troublehope u enjoyed it...After Fr. Vincent’s death, inquest was conducted. It was found that the golden cross which was kept in the altar was stolen. The very next day I and mom being the last two to have seen the vicar alive were summoned to the Police Station. Both of us were damn scared. Mom was even more scared. It must have been the murderer himself with whom mom was having sex with.We...
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CuckoldAs the springtime was turning into summer I’d just about completed the changes to my life that I felt were necessary at this juncture. I’d found a new home in a different location where nobody knows me, and I was now between jobs as I contemplated my future. As a confident and gregarious person I had no qualms about seeking fresh opportunities or making new friends, which as it turned out, happened much sooner than I expected.It was only a matter of days after I’d moved in to my cosy new...
TabooNow don’t get me wrong, I’m anything but innocent most of the time but this was not something I had planned. This happened without any planning or the knowledge of my husband at the time, thus me writing this so as my confession to him about what happened this fateful Thanksgiving.I enjoy cooking and having company so we hosted another Thanksgiving here at our home with lots of good friends, good food, and good booze.I am a happily married and very promiscuous 46 year old ginger. I take good...
This story takes place four months after “Irene’s Missionary Adventure.” Things were slowly getting back to normal, but the summer had been crazy. I had hardly seen Oscar, he had needed to stay in town all summer and his job had needed him six or even seven days a week. Meanwhile I had been at the coast with the girls; I felt a bit bad about relaxing at the beach, but I guess that’s why we had the house there. The disappointing thing was leaving Oscar in town; he had managed only two flying...
CheatingMy wife’s confession Part 2Author: Chris Christopher All Rights ReservedAfter the last story (My Wife’s Confession) was posted I ask for opinions on telling my wife that I had not been asleep and that I had heard and somewhat watched her with the guy on the airplane. Well, I decided to tell her the truth and let her know that she had given me just about as much enjoyment as she did that stranger that night. And that of course meant that I had known her little secret.She told me that she had...
Correction and confessionSo it seems your smooth pretty pussy takes over your thinking from time to time?Exposing your private parts in public on purpose to those wanton willies at school!Well, if your pussy is to blame for that shame, she should take all my punishment!Jenny pleads: Oh no, Sir. Please not. The shine in her eyes tell me her true wishes.Jennifer lays down on my low table, legs wide and up, tied to the table at her knees.We have to deal with your pussy! So I will get my cat to...
Me – “What are you talking Di. Why would I act? And for what?” Di – “Why were you running away now?” Me – “Why would I run away? From whom?” Di – “I know you. Don’t try to fool me” Me – “I am not able to understand. What are you talking about?” Di – “Why were you hiding away from me now?” Me – “No Di. I didn’t notice you. I just got a big project. So I was checking the details of it” Di – “I saw you walking in sometime back, checking me at times. But you were occupied with your clients. So I...
Incest(C) 2005 Rachel Gumm. I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly inside me. This was my punishment for last night.I shuffled slightly on the bed, the bonds allowing me very little movement, but the device stayed firmly inside me. My ankles were tied to the front corners of the bed, and my wrists were tied to a table that was fixed in place over the top of the...
BDSMCONFESSION CONFESSION Sept 4th 2003, Received a call from an old school girlfriend,she had split from an unfaithful partner & was looking for a stop overto sort her life out. She had not called me for around 3 years, but we were very close as schoolfriends, and had some mutual friends in adult life. Feeling apprehensive ofher staying with me, I still agreed she could come. But how would I hide thelife I lead. The dungeon below my home & the frequent phone calls I received & thelavish style I...
Friday Night - Confession and Contrition I stand outside the study in my school uniform. White long-sleeved shirt and tie under the gymslip, which is tied with a sash at the waist, and comes to just above my knees. Long white socks in black pumps. My light brown hair is cut in a squared off bob, and my firm breasts tent my shirt, and so my gymslip, satisfactorily. My hands are held out, palms up, and the cane, the rattan cane, lies across them. I wait. I stand there and wait. I...
THE CONFESSION "Shit," I said as I almost tripped. It was morning when I got out of bed to go to the loo and almost tripped up over the panties that were lying on the floor. I bent down and picked them up and looked at them and thought when do panties stop being panties and become big knickers. I continued out to the toilet still holding the panties and sat down to pee. I held them up and thought, wow, these are big. They were black with a decorative panel in the front with a...
Hello everyone, this is Akriti, back with the second part of my confession. First of all, thank you for such an overwhelming response. It was amazing interacting with you all. Those who are reading my story for first time, please read the first part before reading this one. Without wasting time, let’s come back to the second part of the confession. Maine usse paani liya, aur mere hath kaamp rahe the. Fir kaampte hue hatho se maine wo goli khaa li, bina soche, ki ye kis cheez ki goli thi. Goli...
I have a confession to make I have a confession to make. I am a male, and I like to dress in woman clothing. I started cross-dressing when I was a teenager. My father had a garage office. My father's office, it was off-limits. As any teenager, I was curious about my father's office, so one day, I sneaked in order to look around. I open one of the desk drawers and found a stack of magazines. The cover shown a skimpy clad woman. The name of the magazine was in Playboy. When I opened the...
Bjorn Erikson looked at Jessie Harper just as he was about to strip himself naked in front of the other six people in the Communal Dormitory of Camp Starkers. He started pulling at the bottom hem of his t-shirt then said to Jessie, “Well, I guess I was wrong about nobody wanting to get naked in the six days we were here at Camp Starkers. But don’t get me wrong, because I am kind of glad that this is happening ... and I do have a little bit of a confession to make before I take my clothes off...
As Tom sat there feeling more stupefied by the second the young, naked girl sitting opposite him leaned forward looking straight at his erection and said quietly, “Actually, this is my very first time in a nudist resort. What about you?” Tom just swallowed again but somehow managed to finally find his voice and replied in a somewhat stilted fashion, “Umm ... errrrr ... well ... yes ... I guess ... well ... I suppose ... yes ... this is my first time too.” Then he added, “But I’m ... I’m ......
RawConfessions! If you think I only ever review websites that have smut on them, you’re dead wrong. You might be disappointed to see me reviewing Raw Confessions, but I’m playing the long game here. I’ve already covered thousands of high-quality porn sites and branched out into gaming and VR shit, so I figured I should cast a wide net across forums as well, especially if there’s potential for smut down the line. Currently, Raw Confessions is an adult confessions forum. That much should be clear...
Sex Stories SitesThis is a real life situation that happened this past weekend. I am sissy slave jennifer and i am owned by my beautiful Mistress Rita. Mistress Rita loves nothing more than putting this pathetic lil sissy through the most humiliating situations She can get away with. I once confessed to Mistress that when i was 16 i wore my very 1st pair of panties. Mistress insisted that i tell her who's they were, where i got them, and how i got them. i was embarassed to confess that i actually stole them...
CONFESSIONS PART 1 TO PART 8 To conserve space on my posts all confessions will be in this one Confessions post with the latest confession posted here at the beginning. ======PT 8CONFESSIONS PT 8These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======Used my sisters fluffy a****ls to jerk off with.. sometime shooting cum on them.....
sanju_s93Hi friends myself sanjay i am here with an imaginary story hope you would like it...so continuing to the story..My name is Paul. I am 20 year old and I am from a remote village in Kerala. All people in my village including my parents believe in all sorts of superstitions followed in the village. They follow everything that the leader says. For the past 6 months or so my father who was a manager in a plantation had become a drunkard. He used to beat up my mother accusing her to have...
My name is Paul. I am 18 years old and I am from a remote village in Kerala. All people in my village including my parents believe in all sorts of superstitions followed in the village. They follow everything that the leader says. For the past 6 months or so my father who was a manager in a plantation had become a drunkard. He used to beat up my mother accusing her to have extra marital affairs with his friend. My mother was very sad about his behaviour. She repeatedly said that he was wrong....
IncestFather Lester finished his last confession early. There were no more high school kids waiting except for two who always waited for Father Leary. Lester went to the rectory meaning to stop by Father Leary's office to pick up some papers that Leary had asked him to look at for him. When the thirty year old priest entered the outer office he noticed a pretty young girl sitting patiently on a bench. "Good afternoon Father Lester." Young Jill Ebber said with a sweet smile on her face. "Good...
Maybe when you read the beginning of the story or even halfway across, you might say I am not a good wife but I want you to read it completely to understand why I am a good wife. I live in a town in India with my in-laws whereas my hubby is working in a foreign country. Ours is a happy marriage even with us being so far apart. The reason being trust, love and understanding for each other. And when we do meet four of five times a year for a holiday of a week or two, we are like wild beasts in...