1. What happened?


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Taboo, Author: Chartless, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    be alone for several hours, I went to my room opened cover in my closet pulled out the things I had hidden there. I looked at the Playboys, the models with stockings kept catching my eye. I thought about the stockings, panties, and belt, with the pictures. Already turned on so much a thought hit me to strip and put the stockings and panties on. Who would know? Our house keeper was in the kitchen, everyone else gone for several hours yet, why not? I went, getting a towel knowing I was going to dress in those things and jack off then take a shower and clean up after. So I stripped, pulling up the stockings all I can say is the feeling was so ELECTRIC put on the belt a bit tight but it stretched it was elastic, then connected the straps to the stockings pulling on the panties last. There I was on my bed lying face down dressed in those things, my stocking covered legs rubbing on each other it felt so good, so erotic, my hard on throbbed buried in the bed. I was propped up on my elbows looking at playboys. I was so turned on, lost in my mind of all sorts of fantasies. My heart pounding in my chest from the excitement I felt, when it stopped abruptly when I heard, “WHAT THE FUCK?” I turned around there was my 2 year older b*****r standing in the door, his practice called off due his coach was sick. Talk about sick, my stomach flipped, my heart pounding so hard I swear he could hear it, I broke down and cried so hard asking him not to tell. He was the b*****r that you hear about, ...
    The Master Torturer, Terrorist, and Extortionist, all rolled into one! I had bruises all over my body at times from his punches. He was smiling what do you have, to bargain with? What do you want I said through teary eyes? Then he asked where I got the stuff, I told him actually and unwittingly giving him more ammo to blackmail me with. I showed him the pictures. He looked at them saying he remember that, that dad had been insanely mad, Told everyone to just let it rest, let it be over and forgotten, we all just sort of left it alone to the point of almost forgetting it. He looked back at me asking if I remembered anything of it. I said some is coming back, some things about the pictures mostly, and the guys face was haunting me, I remember feeling his cock both in my hands and in my ass. I remember the guy taking these pictures the flash going off in my face, the things he said getting me to think I wanted the pictures taken, that it was all my idea! He sat there looking at me then got up and told me not to leave or get dressed or anything leaving the room. He came back naked except wrapped in his towel from the swim team, in front his cock stood proud almost pushing the towel open in front. He looked at me saying rub it, I was on the verge of tears again when he said you want me not to tell, you took dad’s files, your hiding this stuff, wearing it, with stolen Playboys from his collection! I whimpering and teary eyes reached out and started rubbing his cock. He was standing ...
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