I confess I fucked my ex's sister five years ago! I was living with my at the time girlfriend (we have since broke up) we had a house and all that bs. This is no lie she was a cheer leading coach and her little sister was a cheer leader. She is smoking hot although the first time I met her she was way to young and didnt hit hotness until she was older.

Anyway a few of the girls used to come change at our house before games or whatever nbd. Her sister we will call Emily used to put her make up on in the hall bathroom which if your sitting on the couch you can see right into. I think she figured this out a head of time lol. So she started putting her makeup on and staring at me through the mirror while i was on the couch. Making faces and flirting. I never took any chances on getting caught so I played it cool.

This turned into her coming to the house alone randomly. I had a job that I worked odd days while my girlfriend was at work so I guess she new that and saw the chance. The first time something happened we were all three home and my gf was doing something in another room and emily jumped on my lap and i got hard almost instantly. She grabbed it and said "Holy fuck! what is that" lol I will never forget that.

So then after that event she comes over to lay out one after noon. But comes out in a towel and is acting all pissy and wont talk. So I blew her off. She tanned for like an hour and came back in, no towel this time. She has a sweet toned body. Bcup tits and smooth runners legs. HOT! I have no pictures sorry. So anyway she comes back in and im staring her down and she laughs and says So what do I think? I told her something like come sit on my lap again and ill show you. She walks over in her little black bikini and sits down and we start fucking around. I untie her top and start sucking her nipples as she grinds my dick. I nearly came it was so hot. She then got all worried and said we cant like ten times and ran to the other room. Changed and left. I blew the biggest load in my gfs mouth that night getting a bj thinking about it haha.

A few weeks go by with the occasional flirt and I played it cool, more like I dont give a fuck because thats what girls like haha.

One morning I get up and finish my work out and bs and "Emily" shows up and says she is supposed to be tutoring at a local grade school but is skipping out. We watch tv and she is laying on the floor in some tight jeans, her little ass is so tight god it was hot. She rolls over and asks me if i ever told anybody about what happend and i said no, which was the truth. She then tells me she didnt think it was right for me to be her first! I was like what!? She tells me she had sex with her then boyfriend because she loved him and blah blah. I told her its okay you cant handle me anyways. she laughed and said i think i know that. i asked he to tell me the story of it and she said it was all awkward and he lasted ten seconds. I told her that sucks but she said it was okay because it hurt and she was ready for it to be over.

Then she gets up and says she wants to see mine! I told her not without showing me i can trust her. She strips off her shirt and stands right in front of me as i sit on the couch. she has an unreal body little six pack with nice tits. She said ok let me see. i unzip my pants and show her my rock hard dick. she grabs it and says that is a no! i said why and she holds it to her face then her arm and laughs. she then says her boyfriend wants her to suck his dick but she never has. i say ill show you, haha. i kneel her down and stick my dick in her mouth. she barely fit the head in but eventually gets about 5 of my 10 inches in and i tell her to use her hand placing it just after the head of my dick. now let me tell you she is no pro but it was fucking hot! she sucked me for about ten minutes and i stopped her tore off her jeans and kept her panties haha. i carried her into my bedroom and laid her on the bed and folded her legs up to her shoulders and went nuts eating her bald little pussy. she came almost instantly and after i got her off like 2 more times she said she was ready. i put the head in her and she squirmed back from me. i said oh no now your playing with the big boys and pulled her back to me. i slowly pushed about half my dick in her and im not kidding something popped. idk what it was but she screamed and a tear starting welling up in her eye. i asked if she was ok and she said no, but at this point i didnt care. i pushed her legs fully down on the bed and pushed the rest of my cock inside her and stopped. i held her there until she whispered ok ok i get it its huge!! i asked her if she wanted me to stop and she said no. i slid my dick half way out and slammed it back in. she screamed and got wetter. i started slowly fucking her little pussy looking down at her smooth flat stomach i could see my cock moving in and out. she said ok a little faster so i took that as fuck my brains out. i pounded her pussy like hell. she screamed and moaned and clawed the fuck out of me. i asked her if she was going to swallow for me, she said i can i guess. i let her legs off the bed and just fucked her regular missionary for a little bit, more just pushing all my dick in her and thrusting it deep. her pussy was so tight. i jumped up and flipped her tiny ass on top and said suck like you did out on the couch. she tugged and sucked my dick she loved it! i then said im cumming and blew a huge load in her mouth she tried to swallow it but spit it on the bed. i shoved my dick back in her mouth and said no suck it, finish it right and swallow the rest. she went back to town on my dick and swallowed the second bit. We laid there for about ten minutes and she said her boyfriends dick will be nothing after fucking my "horse dick" lol. I got up cleaned up and dressed. she layed there holding her pussy and saying god it feels like a truck hit it. she looked so hot laying on our bed haha. i told her get dressed she needed to leave so she did. i fucked her like ten more times that year then she moved away to college. I ran into her and she still says im the biggest shes had and wants more. I can work on getting a picture. Thanks for listening. This is a true story and if you dont believe it idc lol.

I miss my ex boyfriend. He eats my pussy better than anyone ever has. When his tongue is on my clit and I'm grinding against his fucking face, I cum multiple times and all I want is him to eat my sopping wet cunt until I cant handle anymore than fuck me like the bitch I am.

My brother and I were just opportunists and had always been, so when my parents decided they were going out for the evening, we knew there was a chance to do something exciting but there was no way we were going to be able to have a party. We opted to sit at home and watch movies and ordered several before mom and dad left and threw a pizza in the oven. The minute they were out the door, Tommy was all over me with questions.

"Can Mike and Billy come over?" He asked with an adoring look on his face. "I promise we’ll just sit here and watch movies." I did think Mike was quite cute but way too young, of course and honestly they were older than Tommy so I saw no harm in it.

"If you keep your mouth shut about the vodka." I stated in a tone that implied his life would be at stake if he opened his mouth. "And seriously, you guys have to keep it down, too"

"You got it, Sis!" He replied enthusiastically and immediately got on the phone with his buddies. I grabbed myself a glass, popped in some ice cubes and headed for the liqueur cabinet. I poured myself a glass not knowing what it would take to get me drunk. I merely followed the footsteps of my Daddy. While putting the bottle of vodka back I noticed some videos behind the other bottles and carefully pulled one out. It was definitely porn and I chuckled to myself while twirling the box in my hand to try and understand what the movie was about. I studied the girl on the front who had her hand around a huge cock and she was stuffing it into her mouth. There were two other guys behind her and one was about to stick his tool right in her ass. I set the box down and put the vodka back. My hand put the glass to my mouth and I took a sip.

"Ugh!" I shrieked. "How could anyone drink this stuff" I said again to myself and took another sip while pondering the pictures of sex still lingering in my head. I headed for the bathroom and drew myself a nice hot bath, removed my clothes and got in. Moments later I heard the door opening, closing, people talking and gathering food but soon it all settled down and I knew the night would be an easy one. Sip after sip I sat in the tub with the imagery of that stupid movie going through my head and before long I found my hand covering my bald little beaver and soon my fingers were working on the little button. I lay in a meditative state for some time until I heard a knock at the bathroom door.

"What?" I said angrily. Tommy’s voice was soft and he said with some difficulty.

"I need to pee." He pleaded. "Are you going to be long?"

"Probably," I said. "Just come in and pee but don’t be trying to look you perv." Tommy and I had seen each other naked many times. Neither of us were ashamed of our bodies and there really was never any uncomfortable weirdness between us. He slowly entered the bathroom and I heard nothing but silence for quite some time. "I thought you had to pee." I said startling him into quickly trying to explain.

"I’m trying, sorry. I’ll just be a minute." He said in a voice that sounded like he was nearly crying but I could see that he was embarrassed through the chrome of the faucet handle. I moved closer to the mirrored image and saw that my brother was holding onto a throbbing erection and trying to point it at the toilet. I nearly died laughing but knew that if I did, I would be so busted for looking so I sat there watching with my hand over my mouth. He had quite an impressive boner that I had never seen before and I suppose a sister shouldn’t, but I was getting a bit turned on by it. I started to feel a little sorry for him but let him be for the moment and thought maybe a little conversation would help him relax.

"Don’t ever drink vodka." I said to him from behind the shower curtain and then swished a little water around and looked down at my tits. My nipples were harder than I had ever seen them.

"Why?" He asked. "Are you drunk?" I could still see him standing there with his erection in his hand though the image was slightly distorted.

"Close to it, bro!" I said and shook the ice around in the glass and took the last swallow. "This stuff is strong and I got a hell of a buzz." I said with a slight slur that I was faking. I stuck my arm out from behind the shower curtain and teased him. "You need a hand?" I said and laughed holding my hand out. "What’s the matter with you? Cant you pee while I’m in here?"

"It’s not you." He bellowed with frustration. A moment of silence lay upon us and then I felt a slap against my hand but it did not feel like his hand. "I have an issue here." He said worried.

"What the fuck was that?" I said as I angrily slid the curtain back and saw him holding his erection. "Oh no you didn’t!" I said as a warning while I watched him crouch and try to hide himself. He started laughing and shaking his head.

"Oh yes I did." He said between laughs and I began to laugh, too. I slapped him hard on the ass as he was trying to back away. "Ow, dammit!" He cried and grabbed the curtain to roll it back so I couldn’t see him. "What the hell, man, I’m trying to pee!" He said still chuckling. "Nice tits, by the way. For a sister, I guess."

"You asshole!" I screamed and he just laughed louder. "Why do you have a boner, anyway? You perv. Got a thing for your friends downstairs?" I laughed at him.

"We found some porn flick on the dresser in Mom and Dad’s room so we started watching it." He said very frankly but I know that he knew better. Nonetheless I should have never left it out for him to find.

"Great," I said sarcastically. "Now you guys are having a wankfest? You better put that back before Dad finds out you watched it. Is it any good? Are you learning anything?" I asked and laughed.

"Very funny!" Tommy said sarcastically. "I don’t know, I saw a couple of minutes of it and had to pee so I came up here and now I can’t pee so could you please be quiet so I can get this done?" He laughed a little but I’m pretty sure he was serious.

"You don’t need to pee, you need to wack off." I said jokingly but in a serious tone. I sat up and turned sideways in the bathtub, pulled the curtains back again and held my tits in my hands, jiggling them. "Does this help?" I said with a big grin on my face and he turned to me and stared. He grabbed the curtain and flung it back against the wall.

"You are my sister, that’s gross and that doesn’t …..wait…..it’s going down, yes, yes that did help! Sis, you’re a genius! I’ve totally lost my boner. Perfect!" He said from the other side of the curtain but all I heard was silence so I waited a minute.

"You’re lying aren’t you?" I said.

"Yes." He replied. "I hate you. You have awesome tits, dammit. We both laughed and I asked him to hand me a towel which he did promptly. "You getting out?"

"No." I said. "I have an idea and I’m only doing this because I love you." I put the towel over the tub side and placed my tits on the towel. I pulled the curtain up from the floor with my hands and exposed only my tits to Tommy. "There, now jerk off to those puppies." I said holding the bottom of the curtain across my collar bone and waited. I heard a little movement but had no idea what he was really doing. I couldn’t believe it. He was really jerking off to my tits and I could slowly start to hear him slapping away. I started to lift my shower curtain veil to see if I could actually see him masturbating and he was definitely going to town. I kept lifting the veil and figured eventually he would see me trying to look and tell me to cover my face but he never did. I was in awe, no doubt, as I had never experienced such a thing and I just sat there smiling at him and watching him pump his hard cock through his hand.

"Can I do it?" I asked him, only because I was tipsy. I would have never been in this situation if it hadn’t been for that darn vodka.

"What?" He asked. "Are you serious? This is weird as it is." He stopped and put his arms down to his side and he made a strange face. "Sure, I guess. What the hell." He stepped forward slightly pointing his hard shaft at me while I got up on my knees at the edge of the tub. I put my hand slowly around his cock. It wasn’t quite as stiff as it was earlier but it quickly became stiffer as I pulled my hand up to the bottom of his head and squeezed it slightly. By the time I got a really good grip on his staff, it was harder than a rock. I put the curtain behind my head and grabbed the base of his cock with my newly freed hand and put my other hand over the head of his tool. "Spit on your hand." He said to me and I looked up at him in confusion. "I’m serious, spit on your hand and let it slide through."

I gathered up some saliva with my tongue and drew it to my lips, then pushed it all out from between my lips and let it fall to the tip of his big head. I watched as the spit fell onto his helmet and draped down the sides and into the palm of my hand, then I wrapped my hand around his cock and twisted it to get all the juices all over. There was some slick liquid seeping out from the tip of his hole and it seemed to mix with my spit and make it all very slippery. I pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my hand over and over and placed my other hand against his taught stomach. I was just starting to enjoy the feel of his throbbing cock within my fingers and ran my hand across his hip, grabbed his ass cheek and pulled him closer to me, allowing me to push his cock into my cleavage when he started thrusting himself towards me, I grabbed my left breast and pushed it up into his tool while my right hand just kept sliding over his throbbing pipe. I was really getting turned on and looked up at him with a big smile and bit my lower lip. He started shaking and then shouted some explicative when I felt something pelt my upper lip. Startled slightly, I stopped everything I was doing and looked down. Tommy was still pumping his thick cock through my hand and I kept looking around and then saw some thick, white, creamy liquid squirt from the tip of his penis and realized that he was ejaculating.

"Oh, shit Tommy!" I cried and was again rewarded with warm splash of cream on my forehead. I quickly pulled his cock downwards and pointed it at my tits. He quickly snatched his member from my hand and frantically finished himself off, spraying my breasts with his spunk. I watched him breath heavily and stagger backwards, looking at me like I was crazy. "You just sprayed my tits with jizz, don’t look at me like I’m nuts." I said and laughed slightly until he shook his junk at me tossing little droplets into my general direction. I ducked and laughed and threw a washcloth at him. He laughed and pulled his pants up, zippered them and headed out the door. "I laughed again and yelled as he was leaving. "Tell your buddies that your sister is up here and drunk for them to take advantage of."

I lay back into the water and washed the semen off my chest and licked my upper lip wondering what the stuff tasted like. A thick creamy blob pulled off my lip and lay across my tongue. I swished it inside my mouth briefly and was quite surprised at its wonderful texture and sweet taste. I washed my face and lay back realizing that I was out of vodka and didn’t want anymore however I did want to know what was going on downstairs as I heard some laughter and teasing going on so I got up out of the tub and tip toed to the door. I cracked the door open enough to hear what was going on.

"Where ya been?" Cried Billy. "You’re missing everything! This is so awesome! What were you doing, wackin’ off?" Laughter filled the room and all I heard was some mumbling and then Tommy’s voice got quieter.

"My sister is upstairs in the bathtub and she’s drunk, I think." Tommy said. "If you go up there she has the shower curtain open and you can see her tits."

"What? Are you serious?" Billy cried.

" No Way !" Mike whispered.

"I’m serious," said Tommy. "look, one of you go up and act like you need to use the bathroom. If she doesn’t answer, she’s passed out."

I heard the commotion of Mike and Billy arguing over who was going upstairs first and I started getting edgy. I got back into the tub and slid the curtain over just enough to see in, and then I grabbed my eye pack, put it on and lie back. I heard someone creeping up the stairs so I put my elbow on the tub and let my arm fall out into the room. I couldn’t see but I could hear someone slowly open the door. I waited a minute and could feel the presence of someone in the room. It was so hard not to laugh and then I heard the door close completely and the lock engaged. Whoever was in the bathroom had a plan so I waited with my hand unfolded right next to the toilet. Soon, I heard a zipper and then some shuffling and I was cursing the eye pack because I couldn’t see a thing and then something bumped my hand and I quickly moved it unintentionally. Again there was silence but sure as I knew it was going to happen, I felt a warm object on my hand and I slowly closed my hand around it. It was significantly smaller than my brother’s but I started tugging on it anyway.

It didn’t take long for me to figure out someone’s penis was in my hand as it began to grow and before long it was hard as a rock. I drew my hand up to the tip of his little stiffy and twisted my hand around the tip. I had planned on sitting up but before I could even move, his cock started throbbing and I heard a little splatter in the tub. I kept tugging on him and felt the warm liquid working its way down my thumb and then I felt a warm sensation on my nipple. "Bullseye!" I thought to myself and kept my hand clenched around his tool while I was bombarded with little warm droplets everywhere. His ejaculation seemed to go on forever and I thought he would never stop eventually he pulled his little staff from my hand and practically ran out of the bathroom.

I was having way too much fun with this and wondered if Tommy’s other friend was going to make his way up here and if he did, how would I get him to follow through. I rinsed myself off and sat back against the tub and waited but I didn’t hear anyone come up the steps. I sat back against the tub wall and thought of a plan but nothing g came to mind immediately and I heard a little tap at the door.

"Anyone in here?" Mike whispered in a soft tone and began to slowly push the door open. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard the door close and then a quick turn of the lock. I tried to open my eyes just enough to see but only got a vague outline. I let my head fall towards the side of the tub and waited. I heard a zipper and then slight movement but couldn’t really tell what was going on. Soon I heard the shower curtain moving slowly and knew he was checking out my naked body and then I heard his belt and pants hit the floor. I opened one eye and saw him begin to kneel down next to the tub, his cock was half hard and right next to my face. I didn’t want to startle him but staring at his cock which was bigger than my brothers just made me want it in my mouth. I felt him reach out over me and wondered what the hell he was doing and then felt his hand on my breast. Soon the other hand was on my other breast and he was rubbing them gently and getting my nipples erect.

I began to stir in a manner that looked like I was enjoying his touch. He was startled at first but soon realized that he was turning me on. His hands went back to my breasts and I slowly turned sideways in the tub and lay my head back on the edge, arching my back. I grabbed his hand and led it down my stomach into my crotch, hoping he would get the right idea and he certainly did. He came up off his knees slightly, stretching to get at my love nest and I opened my eyes to a view of his erection directly above me. I reached up and grabbed his throbbing cock and pulled t down to my mouth. His fingers were all over my lips and he was thrashing water around going down and up across my clitoris. I stuck my tongue up to reach his cock and started to lick the underneath of his head, bringing it down completely and into my mouth. He pushed it into my mouth and somehow right on down my throat and ten he pulled it out suddenly. I pulled it back down to my mouth but he wouldn’t let me put it back in so I puckered my lips and danced them on the underside of his swollen tool. I quickly grabbed his hands and held them on my clitoris and dug my pelvis into them. A warm flush went through my body and I would not let him move his fingers. He kept them still as wave after wave flushed through me and I had no idea what was happening but if felt great.

A warmth began to flow down my wrist and I opened my eyes. Thick creamy liquid squirted out from between my fingers and I felt him jerk back. I grabbed the head of his cock and tried to lead him to my mouth but he kept backing up. A huge gob of his ejaculate flew from the tip of his cock and I felt it land on the roof of my mouth. He stood up quickly and had a look of astonishment on his face while I was smiling directly at him and he pulled his pants back up as quick as he could flinging the remaining semen onto my neck. Upside down I watched him zip up and practically run out of the bathroom.

I rinsed off again, soaped up, rinsed again, drained the tub and stepped out. Grabbing a towel I wrapped it around myself and headed for bed. I got a great night sleep, too.

Right my fellow perverts out there, I did debate with myself a lot about posting this confession because if I do I know I could be found out. But I am going to take a chance on it, My name is Mark and I am 46 years old, I got divorced a few years ago and decided to move back to my home town, back in with my sick mother who passed last year. I was left a big house 5 bedrooms with a big private garden, and if I am honest a hell of a lot of money, meaning I could give up work for a while. My best friend from my school years Dave and I reconnected. We used to spend a lot of time together right up until I got married and moved to London. We lost touch but when I moved back it was almost like I had never moved away. He was having some trouble with his wife but no where near the divorce stage yet, and it was him that turned me onto this site, and for a while I have been coming here to masturbate, now that is not my confession. My confession starts back in May, now you can believe me or not I really do not care, I am writing this down more for myself than for any of you reading it.

In May I got my hot tub installed and decided to overhaul the whole house, decorating every room and just bringing it into the 21st century. I got the hot tub first because I had always wanted one but my Ex wife would never let me buy one. It cost quite a bit but it was oh so worth it. I invited Dave, his wife Lucy and his two daughter Lisa 21 and Teri 18 over for a few drinks and a Bar B Q. I let Dave cook because I burn pretty much everything and after a few drinks and the food, his daughters asked if they could go in the hot tub? I said sure and they went into the house to change. I have to say when they came back out both in bikinis I almost spat my drink out. Lisa is very tall like her mum and well has a body to die for, her breasts defied gravity and were trying to burst out her bikini top, her bikini bottoms were also very tight and she had that camel toe effect. Teri was almost a foot shorter that Lisa and really got the short end of the stick because her breasts were almost non existent but like her sister she had some great camel toe. They got in the tub and I couldn't keep my eyes off them. Lucy must have seen me stare because she slapped my leg in a playful way and said not to perv on her girls. She said she was going to have a go in the tub and went to change. She came out in a white one piece swim suit and like her daughters had some good camel toe and her nipples were trying to push out of the suit too. I had to put my plate on my lap because my cock was getting very hard and Dave laughed because he saw me looking at his sexy wife. Now as the afternoon went on we got a little drunk and Lucy went in to change back into her clothes, I didn't mean to do it but I needed to pee very bad and followed her in around 30 seconds later, Dave was quite drunk and was almost sleeping and the girls were too busy in the tub to notice. I pulled my shorts down and started to pee, in walked Lucy still in her swim suit, I cant stop peeing once I start and she just looked and smiled at me and pulled her swim suit down from her breasts, well my cock acted on its own and got hard, she pulled it off and her pussy was shaved fully. I has having real trouble pissing into the toilet as my cock was so fucking hard, without saying a word she took it in hand, my piss was going all over her body and when I finished she went down on me, taking me into her mouth and with one hand she squeezed my balls and the other she pushed a finger into my ass. I have no idea how long she did this but it couldn't have been very long before I shot my cum into her mouth, she stood up kissed me and told me not to tell Dave, she then turned on the shower and told me to go. Dave was pretty drunk and was sleeping on the chair, he never could handle his drink. About an hour later they all left.

A few days later I was in the middle of doing some painting, it was hot and I was only wearing a pair of shorts when the bell rang, I opened the door and there was Teri, she said her dad had sent her over to help me. I had forgotten he had said she would come and help me, and I said I would be glad of the help. I put her to work painting but I couldn't keep my eyes off her, she was wearing a very tight pair of jean shorts and a tight T shirt. I could feel my cock get hard just looking at her, she caught me a few times too. We finished painting the hall and I gave her a beer, she said she wished she had brought her bikini so she could go in the tub, now why I said it I have no idea but I blurted out just go naked. As soon as I said it I knew I had really crossed the line, but she smiled at me and said she would if I did. Now remember all I had on was a pair of shorts, she reached over and before I could stop her she pulled them down. my cock was standing to attention and she smiled and pulled her top off and her shorts down faster than I ever thought possible, unlike her mother she had a small tuft of dark hair on her pussy. She picked up her beer and walked out to the garden. I followed her and we got in the tub, my cock was still very hard and she sat very close to me in the tub.

Now I will finish this when I get home from work

This might be a bit long, but have some patience.

I am 38, divorced, career woman. Divorced because my marriage couldnt handle the career part of my life, so I am alone for the past 8 years. I have had my flings during that time, but due to the life style, nothing serious. Lack of time for myself, has lead me here, and some other erotic forums, mostly seeking the written word.

Now, this might sound superficial, and odd, but I look good, and I was aware of my looks since my youth. Men were always all over me, and I never felt, no, not never felt, I was never rejected, except this one time.

He is in my line of work, and he is all one might want - tall, handsome, successful, rich. And at that time, he was freshly divorced and I made my move, dropping hints, asking one of his friends "in confidence" if he will be at that party, flirting shamelessly...

He was so nonchalant with his rejection, through a smile, like I wasnt even there. I felt that. Men have been killing themselves, all of my life, to get a crumb of my attention, but he just looked through me, like I am no one.

Three years later (I did meet him in the mean time, I was just avoiding talking to him), I met him at a seaside resort. I was there with a friend, and he was also, with a male friend. I dont know what it is, is it ego, but I decided to take him, to make him mine, to make him want me.

So, my flirting went off the charts. I would find the sunbed next to their, topless sunbathing, posing, laughing... My friend hooked up with his friend on the 2nd night, so we would spend our evenings together, all 4 of us, until those two would go to their room, and I would "wait" until they come back, so he wouldnt be left alone.

But I wanted him to make the first move.

And he did, again, through a smile, after a few nights of our late night drinking.

He told me that I gave him, and the whole beach, quite a spectacle that day. I asked him if he liked it, and, since we were both tipsy, he told me he did, that it made him a bit restless (he used the exact word). So I asked, what is he gonna do about it, on which he replied - I need a blow job.

Few minutes later, we were in a room, and I was on my knees. He was pretty rough, and he came quickly. When he announced he is cumming (he said - I am gonna feed you my cum), I pulled him out, and he came outside.

We laughed it off, and as I expected him to move on, he just picked up his things, saying something like, they will be back any minute, and got out.

Tomorrow, at the beach, I was doing my regular routine, but everything was different. That started to piss me off, so after lunch, I used a moment when we were left alone, to confront him.

I asked him, if everything is ok.

He responded, I quote:

"Do not tease me, if you cant even commit to sucking cock till the end."

And that was it.

Eight months have passed since then, and I still hate his guts for it, and even more, I hate myself, for being such an idiot, chasing a man who obviously didnt want me.

I confess that I do not trust men. I originally joined motherless because of its confession board and have been wanting to get this out for some time. I cant go to anyone at the church or my friends because they would know who I am talking about and I dont want problems. So I want to tell my story here.

First a little background. I grew up very sheltered. We had a nice two story house in a small town of about 50,000 people. Both my parents worked and my oldest brother and sister took care of us most of the time. When I would get home from school it would be one of the two of them who would be there to make us a snack, help us with homework, cook dinner, direct chores, everything. My parents were there in the morning, but never got home til 9 or 10 at night.

I began developing physically when I was 6 years old. My mother had a talk with me then to explain that I was different from the other girls and we would have to buy me some special clothes. I was very slender which made finding good fits a problem. Within a year I was already a AA cup. I was having sexual urges when I was 7 years old. I know they mostly came from the fact that I could lay in my room and here my parents in the room next door having sex. I always wondered what they were doing in there. Then one day I found my dads porno stash in a hygiene luggage case when I was looking for a tube of toothpaste. I watched the movie because it seemed like the only movie in the house I hadnt seen yet. The sounds they made on the movies were the same sounds I heard coming from my parents room. At the time it looked disgusting but it also looked like it felt so good and I used to wish I could feel like that. I watched as the women played with themselves and began to copy their actions. As I did my brother walked into the room and saw me. He started yelling at me. Telling me to stop. To get dressed. He turned off the movie. Made me show him where I got it. Then he got more angry.

That night my parents had "the talk" with me and they said it was bad, but when I did it, it felt REALLY GOOD! So I kept doing it, and as the months went on I began to grow more aware of boys. I wanted them to do to me what I saw in that video. I knew it was wrong because in church they teach that sex, unless your married, is wrong. And how all things sexual with family is wrong, so I didnt dare ask the questions I had because I thought it would be viewed the same and if I asked I would go to hell. But I also had a dilemma. When I was 7 years old my brother was 14. He was technically my half brother.We have the same mother but different fathers. His birth father was black or puerto rican or something, so he had a light tan. A literal black sheep of the family (only brown, but you get what I mean). My father was a bigot and used to tell the rest of us that he wasnt our REAL brother and that if anything ever happened we had to stick together against our oldest brother and help each other if necessary. But the church taught that "we are all brothers and sisters". So, to me, he was just like the boys I see on the streets. Then about a month before I turned 8, something happened.

My brothers used to play wrestling all the time in the living room. One day my brother was laying on his stomach watching t.v. and I jumped on his back and started doing all the wrestling stuff I watched him do with my brother. Of course I let him "knock me out" and I lay there and said "oh I'm dead, you gotta do CPR to revive me". He came over to me very casually and did a couple small pumps like you would see on t.v. and a couple short breaths on my mouth. He wasnt kissing me, he just did a few puffs and got up. I said "I'm still dead". And he did the same thing. Got up and went back to his show. I got up and left the room. I went to my room. I could still feel his lips on mine. Feel his hands on my chest. I wanted more. Needed more. I went back out to the living room and tried to resume our game but he made me stop. Said "leave me alone Im trying to watch my show". So I went back to my room and rubbed myself until I felt that tingle that I enjoyed so much.

I kept up the game every chance I could every time my other brothers and sisters were upstairs. My brother watched the same shows everyday and made us all go upstairs when he watched them so I knew when would be a good chance. Sometimes instead of trying to play I went to my parent room to look for that stash, and one day I finally found it. I would sneak peeks at it on the tv in my parents room. I saw once that the girls would cup their breasts or rub their nipples and it seemed to make them feel even better. I tried it that night it my room. As I rubbed myself I began to touch my breasts too. Just cupping them felt good. And when I rubbed my nipples that tingle I enjoyed so much came almost instantly.

The next day I went and played with my brother again. But this time was different. This time, when he put his hands on my chest to give me CPR I could feel that tingle deep inside me. As he pumped my chest I wanted so badly to touch myself but I was supposed to be dead. So I didnt. When he stopped I got up and went to my room. I took off my bra because I wanted my brother to be able to see what he was touching. (Most of the tops I wore back then were tank tops. I didnt like T-shirts). I went back downstairs to play some more. This time when he bent down to give me CPR I could feel him looking at me. I knew he was staring at my breasts. And this time when he did the CPR he put his hand over my breast instead of the middle of my chest. It felt so good. And when he leaned over to give me the breaths I let out a small light moan. He got up and started to walk out. As he did I looked at his waist and I could see his erection pushing his sweatpants straight out. I was excited because I knew that meant he liked it too.

I went upstairs to my room. I was confused. Scared. Excited. I didnt know if he would tell our parents. I didnt know if he actually enjoyed it or if he just had to go pee.

I went back downstairs about 20 minutes later. There he was usual spot watching his show. Same tactic, same game. But this time he gave me longer breaths. And 5 of them, instead of just 3. 4 or 5 seconds long instead of a little 1/2 second stuff. We played for a long time. I honestly dont know how long. Each time he was put his hands on my breasts I felt that tingle.

We played that way for a couple of days. I was still sneaking peeks at the movies and touching myself in my room. The whole experience, and feeling like I was getting away with something excited me. Then one day on the video, a weird new thing. The guy picked up the girl, flipped her upside down and was standing there holding her upside down while they did oral. I wanted to do this. I wanted to try to get close to my brothers penis without being too obvious. So the next time we played I told him to do a piledriver. Which would put me right there. He picked me up and flipped me upside down. I took this chance to be bold. I dont know why. I held onto his legs like they do on the wrestling and tv only i pushed my face toward his crotch then started shaking my head no, just like the do there. I could feel his penis was hard. He "piledrived" me and "knocked me out" and this time I lay myself in a way that I could touch his penis when he leaned over me. I knew he wanted to do more like I did but I could tell he wasnt going to. He only took a step if he saw me take it first. So when he leaned over me I raised my hand to his penis and grabbed it and tugged it like they did in the porno. He put his tongue in my mouth and we actually started kissing for real. I tried to copy what I had seen in the porno and on movies when people make out. I kept tugging at his penis and he reached down and put his hands down my pants and rubbed me so gently. As he did I reached up and began to touch my nipples. He pulled up a little and looked surprised. Puzzled. Like he was surprised I knew as much as I did. He leaned back down and started licking my nipple. The tingle came. And lasted and lasted and he kept going. We only stopped because one of my sisters came downstairs to ask when dinner was.

We played like that for weeks. Past my birthday and on. Then one day, I got the chance I had been wanting. I had been wanted to know what was so enjoyable about putting a penis in your mouth. We had not done oral at all. Just touching each other and getting my nipples licked. But nothing else. I wanted to put it in my mouth. And this time when he raised me up for a pile driver I could see the head of his penis sticking up out of the top of his sweats. A good two inches out. When I think back I always wonder if it just happened like that (yeah right) or if he did it on purpose. Probably the latter. But I let myself fall against it and began to lick it. Like a lollipop because I didnt know if I should actually pull it out or not. As I licked it I could feel his tongue moving up my leg. He pulled my shorts to the side and starting to lick my little pussy lips. He put me down and said lets go upstairs. We walked up to my room and told everyone not to bother us because we were gonna start my homework. He locked the door to my room and undressed me. He got undressed too. He picked me up again and we gave each other oral for what seemed like hours. I loved it. It felt so good. He was putting his tongue inside me which I felt really weird about because I was thinking "eww, I pee from there". But he didnt seem to care, if felt good, and I was actually enjoying being able to put his penis in my mouth. I could only handle a couple inches but he didnt complain.

As we did this he stopped and told me I had to be quiet or someone would hear us. I didnt realize that I was moaning and wasnt even meaning too.

He layed me down on the bed and licked me some more and all over my legs. He held my legs together and began to thrust into them. He was doing the sex movement but I was a little confused because I thought it looked differently in the video and it didnt really feel like anything. But I knew it did to him because he shot his load just like in the porno and it was ALOT!! Seemed like way more than in the movies. We used my bath towel to clean it up, got dressed, and went out. We started "doing homework" like that everyday.

Then one day I asked him why doesnt he do to me just like they do in the pornos. He said we cant because when I got to my doctors appointment they can tell and we would get in trouble.

We played like that for the next 3 years. Soon I was able to just suck his cock and make him cum. Which made for fun quickies. I loved to watch his expressions as I did it. I thought I really enjoyed it.

Then he turned 18 and moved out. Left the house. Just left me, like he left behind a broken dish. I felt rejected. Started hunting around for other guys. Learned that they were all truly the same. Wanted me to pleasure them and leave when it was convenient. So I stopped allowing myself to get emotionally involved with them. I used them for sex when I wanted it, and if I didnt....tough shit for them. HAHA!! I am now BI. I prefer women to men because I can be satisfied easily with a woman. Now when I see my brother at family get togethers I feel angry. Spiteful. I know what he looks like naked. He has a pretty little wife. And I can just picture all the things we used to do together he does with her, and the one thing I wanted from him most, she is getting.

It's wrong, I know. I'm married now, have a son, and another child on the way. But still, everytime I see him, deep down inside, I still want to fuck my brother.

It all started when I first met her. She was such a beautiful girl that anyone would had crush on her. It took me a whole year to get in her friend’s list. She was my classmate’s neighbor.
Soon she enrolled in my polytechnic for diploma which can persued after 10th standard.

I was part of mechanical program. She was another. We were been first roaming like friends but her attraction towards me increased day by day. Personally I don’t believe much in love or something like that. But I do believe in some sort of bond of friendship.

She was that girl who entered in my life and had me like there was nothing, we occasionally dated, gone for outing and she fall for me. She asked me whether I love her or not?

I never gave her intention of NO. I wanted her in my life, but deep down in me I was not same person who everyone can see from outside. I had many passing affairs, many times her girlfriends warned her that I was with another girl. She knew I have a very big circle of friends and yes she always trusted in me so she thought i was never cheating on her.

Many times I never managed gave her as much attention as she wanted, but she never complained me about this. She knew I have my business responsibilities, which i started like when I was 14-15. Many peoples including her never knew that those businesses are actual successes and making a ton of money, which I was investing in many places basically because those businesses were not shiny white businesses.

She knew I have to earn for family, which I started due to my mom’s illness which diagnosed as cancer. Back then cancer was a very rare decease. It took my father whole his lifetime saving to get his boys mother back in. but he managed that and I knew it is not working well so I started working.

So in my polytechnic I cheated on her many girls, milfs and whores. She was confident that I am promised to her, she even dreamed of getting married, having kids together. One day when my mom dad were out of town so she came my home to give me surprise, but she got surprised by me.

I was cheating with her best friend. She was sobbing outside the door and I was with her best friend inside room, when I fininshed I heard someone sobbing so I came out of room and saw her. Her friend tried to explain her but she was crying constantly. I asked her friend to leave, she evaporated like moisture. I held her chin and there was anger in her eyes. She slapped me, many times even tried to hit me with many things, but I was trained to take many times punishment what she was giving and then hugged me.

She cried in my arms like for half hour, I didn’t had courage to separate. But she made mind and asked me “she isn’t the first one?” I nodded. Another slap in my face.

I looked her in eyes and told “you can’t handle my dark side, so it will be better if someone else should face it”

She “is that all?” I nodded again.

Until this time just her mom knew about me and him. She locked herself in room constant crying and she didn’t touched her food for a day. Then her dad come to know about me via her mother.I apologized to her and fed her.

But there was something, we both were from same caste (yes I am an Indian) but her father hated me, even her mother, there were many reason, I was a bad boy. I belonged to visually lower economical class of society and my businesses were not as good in terms many things. Her father was a bank officer and her mother was teacher whereas my father started path in more hard working class. My mom always loved her but in her family all I received was hate.

When she started meeting me again I made it clear that I will continue my relations with other girls/ women and that day I told her whole truth about cheating. It was hard for her but deep down she thought be changed so she continued.

After some years I got a big contract so I shifted temporarily to another city, in which part she survived long distance relationship for a year, when I cheated on her like every night. But when I returned I was different man in my professional life I was punctual but in my personal life I got drinking problems.

She was so worried about me and my drinking habit and it started reflecting on her academics. She use to cry all night long and gone in depression. But the deal breaker was her niece who was 2-3 years younger to her. She got attracted to me, I took some interest in knowing her intentions. She once caught me with her when I supposed to be at another place with my guy friends. It was too easy for her to get attracted to me, I am tall, stud, handsome(some girls think of) with witty and charismatic personality.

At that day I realized what I was doing with her, messing with her emotions. So I decided to cut her loose. It was painful for her but I did it for her own good. I wanted a good future for her, a good, loyal husband who can be with her and only her. I failed in every of these conditions so i gulped reality.

It took a year for her to come out of breakup. She got a good respectable job. As it was much discreet relationship so her mother pushed her towards arranged marriage thing. Which come out to be my cousin, but she wasn’t agreed to this.

Her mother came and begged me for her, at that point she and my cousin both were confused. I thought I would be good for both of them as both of them are good fellas so they might have good marriage. I agreed my brother to meet her, but getting her ready for meeting him was the real deal.

And I tricked her I texted her to come at meet point. She was very happy, even her mother was surprised what I had did that this dead girl started dancing to meet. When she reached café she was absolutely stunning, but later shocked after noticing my cousin. She got furious, but I managed situation and manipulated both of them into thinking that they both are perfect match, while having that I cleared to my cousin that I had passing affair with her in past but it didn’t worked out, I cut her loose so that she don’t have to suffer. He bought my story and then tricked her into thinking that he is the guy who is made for her.

My intentions were clear; I wanted her happy in married life. After her marriage I maintained my distance from her nad my cousin. Years passed my mom passed away, she was there at the last moments of my mother two years ago. After 2 years she met me one month ago and requested me to have some time with her.

So we had a lunch where she told me she and her husband cant have a baby and her in laws family having expectations from her. I didn’t asked her why it was never been my concern, even didn’t advised her anything just told her whenever she want to talk I will be there for her. Atleast I can talk to her when she is sad.

Since many years the point when I know myself I have been very numb to emotions. Never showed any emotion to anyone. Deep down I was dead. I lived from outside just to have fun with women and money. As I have seen poverty in my childhood money had made deep scar in my mind. After my mom’s death everything changed I lost track of pleasure from women my life was single motivated to money satarted showing off that I am rich but that was the point when I became truly dead. I was very successful in my professional life but in my personal life I just lost track by miles.

Last night she showed up at my door, it was late night, she was crying. I took her inside. She didn’t said anything so we sat down for half hour. I guessed either she had fight with her husband or inlaws or with her parents, but I dint asked. I left to my bedroom where she followed me, hugged me tightly, but I didn’t want her to cheat on her husband knowing she might regret that forever. Well I had done it with her before but now time has changed she is married.

So I poured some whiskey for both of us. I know she can’t handle alcohol too much. She talked to me for an hour about things we had with. And then she passed out. I left room called her husband that she is at my home, he wanted to come, I smelled some bullshit going on, so I told him that she need some time alone. I think she need some time to sort issues out.

Wake up early told maid to wake her up at time and instructed driver to drive her to job, wait there for her and take her to my home again for some days. I am leaving town for 3 days left note to wait for me as I have to take care of business.

Her husband works at town which is pretty much not so close so he come to her for weekends, and she is living in my town with her in laws.

As far as her end I don’t want her to cheat on husband and regret that forever, as she and her husband both are emotional guys, both earns much but both are not emotional punch bags like me. As far as my end I don’t want to have my cousins wife and mess around in my family as I have to maintain some prestige.

I am in dilema what i should do.

Thank you for reading.