1. An Older s****r's Confession


    Date: 12/24/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    We shared a bedroom, partially due to the lack of bedrooms in our small apartment, but due to our ages. Considered too young to recognise our differences might be a part, but as our f****y were naturist, and we had grown-up seeing each other, since early c***dhood, our parents might be forgiven in their ignorance as to allowing us to share a bed at night. I was three years my b*****rs senior, and had recently started to discover the pleasures of my own sexual being, and that my b*****r, was on many occasions, having erections as he slept. On the first occasion I was having what most might describe as a wet dream, a sexual arousal where I was nude and men were passing me around and touching me with their cocks. I awoke and found myself hard up against my sl**ping b*****r, my panties were down and his erect penis was between my bum cheeks. The feeling was indescribable, not to mention just how wet I was, as if I had wet myself, but feeling his erection down there, so close to me, was what was giving me the palpitations and heart flutters, he was poking the wrong hole, and all it took was a gentle adjustment to penetrate and stop the teasing ache I yearned to scratch. Amazingly, he slept as I did this small adjustment, which surprised me, as he entered and opened me up. I could feel him fill me and as I squeezed, he slept, until the final as the overwhelming orgasm, which had been building and building finally exploded, I had to bite down hard into my pillow, I had discovered ...
    natures own reward for allowing a cock inside you, having sexual intercourse with my younger sibling was now a must on my agenda. I was hooked on my own powerful orgasms, and feared the day when our parent would start to surmise what I was doing at night, would become a reality and separate us. I only did it one way, with my back to him, penetration was easy and controllable, as very little movement was required on my part, once he was fully inserted inside me, vaginal contractions and squeezing his cock, was the way I achieved my gratification, and no, I never felt shame or embarrassment. When we moved to a new house and had different rooms, that was when I suffered from frustration, and masturbation took hold on me, I became a serious 'Rubber' of my pussy, and started teasing men and craving encounters in cinemas and outside pubs at closing time, following d***k men, and going somewhere quiet to be touched. I can recall one occasion where I walked behind a man who spent half his journey being supported by a wall, he was so pissed. We were close to a dairy farm when I decided to walk past him and see if he would make contact. As I neared him, I panicked in case he would say nothing, so I undid my denims and pushed them down to expose my bum to him, and as I closed the distance, the feeling I was getting, was like the first night with my sl**ping b*****r, different but as powerful, so I fingered myself as I walked past him, our bodies touching, and my fingers going in and out. ...
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