1. Alone, Together


    Date: 5/4/2016, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Hardcore, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    we not might not be so lucky. People have told me that in Greek there are over a dozen words for love. Each has its distinct meaning about passionate love, or fraternal love-or even sibling love. Somewhere along the line these got conflated for my s****r and me. I'm not saying it's the right thing for everybody, or even that it's a good thing at all, but so far it's been working for us. We still have to keep things secret, lying even to our c***dren about why they only have one set of grandparents. But again, they say you can't help who you love. And I love my s****r more than anybody in the world. On the night after our twins' first soccer game, Mindy came into the bedroom wearing that shimmering purple nighty and panty combination she wore years ago at the beach. It didn't fit as well as it did when she was a 19-year-old freshman in college. Her breasts were bigger and sagged a little from nursing, and though she was still in great shape her skin was slightly loose with stretch marks. To me, though, she was even more beautiful than back then. Without a word she gently pushed me onto my back and slipped off my boxers and T-shirt. Then after removing her panties, she slid between my legs and took me in her mouth. Gently, she worked me until I was rock hard. When she stopped, I offered to go down on her, but instead she wanted to feel me inside of her. I nodded my assent, and she mounted me slowly sliding down with me inside of her. Rocking her hips back and forth, she worked ...
    herself to exhaustion. When she couldn't continue, she got on her hands and knees and let me take her doggy style, our favorite position. We finished with me ramming myself in her and cumming, while she bucked her hips back into me. After sex we usually liked to savor the moment no matter what position we were in. As I stayed behind her, Mindy told me to look at the small of her back. On her skin was a just healed tattoo that read, "To my loving b*****r and the love of my life." She looked back and told me that the tattoo artist must not have been very smart. He thought it was a dedication to two people. It was really a double dedication to me. How could I love anyone as much as I love my wife, my s****r, and my everything? *** Authors note: I'm not really big into the judging. However, as someone who was sexually abused by a close f****y member (not a b*****r or s****r), I can tell you that any sexual activity between f****y members can be devastating. Seth and Mindy are fictional characters, and the story is an allegory about how love can come out of hardship and persist afterward. This is not something you should try at home. I also understand from consensual activity with another f****y member (the same age as me but not a b*****r or s****r) that even what seems loving and playful at the time can lead to confusion later in life. I've dealt with these things in counseling for the better part of two decades. Don't let your c***dren (if you have any) end up in my situation. ...