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What I am about to tell you is true. I am only writing it because after reading so many similar stories, I feel compelled to share my secrets.
My oldest sister came home from college a different person than when she left for school. It had been a year already. When she left she was a skinny girl who never dressed in a way that attracted attention. I am 3 years younger than her. By the time she graduated high school and left for college, I was in to girls, but never looked at her as a "girl". She was just my big sister.
The day she came home was a bit of a shock to me. My parents as well I think. She had on tight shorts and a flimsy top that made anyone who could see her notice that her tits were larger and she wasn't wearing a bra.
When she got out of the car we were all standing in the front yard excited to see her. She jumped out of the drivers seat and ran to hug my mom. As she bound forward it was impossible to not notice her bouncing boobs. I remember feeling guilty for noticing this right off the bat. After hugging my parents it was my turn for an enthusiastic hug, she whipped around and grabbed me close, pulling me into her embrace. It seems silly saying it now, but as I look back, all I remember was seeing these bra less boobs coming straight at me. The guilt was still there but at my age, even if it was my sisters boobs, having those beautiful pillows pressed against me was a dream come true.
I remember being sent to get her bags from the car as my family all went inside. I was still thinking of boobs or something because now I only remember that I must have brought them in. That entire night we all talked and listened to her stories of college. We ate dinner at our old seating arrangements. Everyone in their place like we used to do every night. All through the meal I forced myself not to glance at her, but every time she got up for something, a drink or whatever, I couldn't help it. It wasn't just her boobs that got bigger, it was her ass as well. She had gained some weight and was no longer the skinny girl she used to be. She had filled out perfectly in every way. That night after dinner she went to take a shower. My mom and I were watching TV. I remember listening to the show, but thinking wow... What's wrong with me. She is my sister, what am I doing looking at her that way. Of course I was imagining her all soapy and wet.
The next couple of days went by with me trying not to let her see me sneaking peeks and acting like the good brother. I was getting her drinks, and being more of a servant to her than I should have. I couldn't help it. I just wanted to be close. Soon that first weekend came to an end with a pleasant surprise. It was Monday morning and my parents had gone to work. Brenda woke me up by pouncing on the bed saying get up lazy boy, we're going to the pier. When she landed on me, she landed straight on top of my morning wood. Instinctively I sat straight up and pushing her off a bit. She rolled off laughing saying hurry up, and as she leaned over getting up I could see straight down her top. She pulled her shirt closed saying hey... No peeking, your my brother.
As I look back now, I see that this minor exchange is what led to several weeks of the summer teasing game we started to play. She would catch me sneaking peeks and call me a perv but then ask if I liked what I saw. At some point I finally just said it out loud.. Yes and I wish I could see more! She said you wish and called me a perv again. But soon after she provided me my wish. She would intentionally lean over so I could see he tits, or prance in a bathing suit so I could drool over her. We never did anything sexual but even to this day she calls me her favorite perv.
my sister abuses me verbally and has done so for years. I hate her because of it and i can't do anything.
I recently started smelling my MIL and SIL’s used panties. Fuckin hell! my mother in law tastes soo fucking good. She’s super clean so all you smell is her mature pussy scent with some dried pussy juice.
Sister in law on the other hand, smells like what you would expect a hot celebrity to smell like. Sweet pussy smell with floral scent. She’s 24yo virgin and recently has been going on dates with this guy, by the end of the date, her panties are drenched.
I put both of their used panties in my face and sniff that mother-daughter combo, I’ve never cummed this hard in my life.
Going to their house tonight for the next 10 days. Gonna be heaven.
I am drinking. I drink every day, all day. But I don't drink the normal booze like everyone else I really enjoy the expensive booze. Champagne especially. And to get drunk I need a looooot of champagne.
I am broke too. The money is from my sister's secret hiding place. She doesn't know what I do.
I dated a girl who would make out with her sister sometimes when they got drunk together. I tried to talk her into a three sum with her sister, but when I brought up that they make out she denied it.
I have a huge fetish for pantyhose. I am 24 and my sister (35) wears them all the time.
I keep fantasizing about her legs and her feet, I’ve even secretly taken pictures of her wearing tights and masturbated to them.
Basically, my sister’s sudden affinity for wearing pantyhose has made me think of her in taboo ways.
I'll admit it: I'm human and I get so envious of others and how much is going on in their lives and I hate myself for it. I hate that I even have these feelings in the first place because my life is my own and I have made the choices I have made that have led me to today. No one else made them for me and for the most part, my life really isn't that bad. I don't need to have the biggest and the best house, job, car, etc... I've got somewhere to live, a nice enough car, a cat, plenty of wine and a decent job. What more should I want for besides someone to share my life with and maybe some actual friends? I'm working on it!
In the end it just feels like it's not enough when my sister comes over and I get so angry at myself because normally I like my life and who I am and it's not her fault that she makes me feel jealous and stupid. I should be the bigger person and just let this go but she seems to be a like a storm: something that just comes along with all it's thunder and lightning and their's nothing you can do to halt it's approach. It's a cycle and by the time she leaves or I leave every time we get together, I almost feel like I'm in physical pain from the press of holding my emotions in check. I always end up balling like a pathetic idiot just to release some of the tension. Often I have trouble breathing. It's almost like a panic attack is induced or something and I just don't get it.
To give you some background, my sister is two years younger than me and 20 kilos lighter. I'd probably say I am the prettier of the two of us even if I am overweight although she has a nicer smile and definitely knows how to dress. We grew up in a small town and I was the only farm girl in my year group with the other 9 girls being town girls. It was just two different worlds. I grew up liking the outdoors and using my imagination but the townies liked sitting around and gossiping about boys and clothes, etc. My sister on the other hand, had four other girls her age who grew up on farms and they all became fast friends. I went through school going from friend to friend and as a result, my social skills are somewhat lacking. Don't worry, that's not the case so much these days but I just don't get people like she does and despite trying to be a laid back person, I just seem to be so sensitive. I can't handle it when people let me down or don't live up to my expectations. It also doesn't help that we have so many of the same interests. We worked for similar companies, we both like reading, writing, art, cooking and sewing. I feel like I can never be an individual and I am too embarrassed to show any of my artwork to my family who scorned the fact that I like(d) manga & anime when I was younger and still do. I am the black sheep of the family and if my own parents and siblings judge me for my tastes so much then other people outside the family certainly will. However she likes country music which is still in the 'safe' category. She gets teased for being into it but she doesn't get scorned whereas a lot of people in Western society see an anime episode and just see it as a cartoon when many animes can be very violent and for adults only. I don't like them for being cartoons alright. I like then because I like entertainment. I'll watch/read almost anything but I particularly like anime because it is not as constrained as Western stories/cartoons. It mixes my two favourite mediums together after all: stories and art. But no, apparently I am childish and immature when I'd probably say I am MORE mature simply because I have broadened my horizons and I am interested in all sorts of areas.
Moving along: she met her future husband when she was 19 and that was it. She's married a lovely man in a beautiful ceremony and now she's six weeks out from having her first child. Her life isn't perfect by any means but she couldn't have asked for a more wonderful start. She lives in a brand new, enormous house on a massive farm. She's rich and she has horses, dogs, a cat, a big garden and an amazing car and she's only 25. There's no doubt about it: she knows what she wants in life and she gets it. Not only that, she's really pretty and can flirt like there's no tomorrow. She is a great conversationalist and always the centre of attention. She's confident and self assured. Guys are always hitting on her. She even told me that a workman from a neighbouring farm hit on her last week and she's married and 7 1/2 months pregnant!!! What the heck?!
It's no wonder I feel fat, frumpy and tongue tied when she's around. Our conversation largely consists of her and her life and her calling me a dag because apparently I have an odd sense of humour. So what if I'm quirky? So what if I haven't had a boyfriend (and god knows if I ever will since my flirting skills suck so much - I'm shy alright! That doesn't mean I won't say yes if you ask me! Why should I have to ask? Not all girls have to be confident because surely not all guys find that sexy?) We talk about her all the time and how great her sex life is and how much of a pain it is to be pregnant. You know some of us are terrified that we're going to end up alone and never have any children of our own! And if I dare complain about it's the same old, "well you just need to be more confident and flirt. Nothing will come to you if you don't put yourself out there." Yeah well I don't want to simper and fawn! I want to meet someone who will talk with me and make me feel comfortable. I am shy and I don't want to be rushed into something and expected to have sex on the first date. I don't like touching someone as a form of flirting because frankly I'd be a little alarmed if some guy did that to me the first time we met and started talking. She never asks me what's going on in my life and she's constantly making me feel like an idiot because she always has such a tremendously strong opinion that you doubt yourself and start believing that maybe she is right.
I don't like her freakin friend okay! (Something we argue about more than anything else) And I am effin' entitled to my opinion! She's a horrible person who has upset all the other friends in their social circle and my sister still can't see it. This person didn't come to the hen's night and on the wedding night, after I had given my speech, she decided to upstage me by doing her own speech. She tried to make it look like she wasn't getting up on her soap box by making the other two bridemaids get up there with her - one of which was quite drunk and going through some horrible family issues and all three of them made terrible speeches. And then, my sister blames the drunk one and says how dare she do that on my sister's wedding night instead of caring about how much her friend is hurting. I mean, who does that? Yes, your wedding is a very special day and your friends should leave their problems at home but life happens and I can't believe she can be so on the side of one friend (who everyone else hates) and so mad at another who has been a far longer friend and had a lot of things going on in her life and was dragged into making a speech that she never should have had to make.
In the end it is so humiliating to be jealous of her and I am trying so hard to be me and improve in my own way and I should be grateful to have advice from her (or so everyone and my conscious keeps telling me) but you know what? I don't freakin' want any of it!!! I don't want these feelings and I just want to be me. I want to be able to see her and not have a complete meltdown. Is that too much to ask for? I want to have a few of my own wins in life and I want to freakin do it myself! I don't need advice from someone who's basically got lucky. Yeah I admit I thought and probably still think I am smarter and more widely read than her. I admit that I did better in school than her and thought that I was always better than her and I freakin hate that I even thought that in the first place because I never thought I was that type of person. I hate myself and I hate that I do that as well and that I am so freakin hard on myself. I just wish my chaotic thoughts would take a backseat for a change and leave me the alone because you know what? Life is meant to be enjoyed and not endured and right now I just can't figure out how to enjoy it at all. I don't want to feel like I am struggling because I want to feel like I am being challenged and I want to enjoy the journey instead of constantly feeling exhausted by my feelings.
#jealous #sister #friends #sad #upset #panic #attack #meltdown #envious #envy #my #life #hate #myself
I have to confess something. Few weeks ago after partying the whole night, I got home dead drunk and simply went to bed without taking my shoes or clothes off.
When I woke up the next morning (or actually late afternoon) I had to notice that I wet my bed in my drunken stupor.
What a stressful morning (well... afternoon)! The party was fucking awesome, I had lots of fun. Well, I checked my mattress and there it was - a huge stain... My sister wasn't home, so I simply switched mattresses.
Couple a days ago my sister bought herself a new bed + mattress. You should have seen my parents' disgusted faces when they carried out the old mattress.
I do not regret anything. Cheers!
PS: I just came up with the best pun ever. That night I was pissed as hell. Ahahaha
#drunk #pissed #mattress #sister #noregret #alcohol #urine #confession
I really want to fuck my ex gf was the worst of the worst tattoo'd drunk party girl I thought I was rid of her but she still pops into my mind sleeping awake does not matter at random times with my current gf. I think what the fuck and try to forget it . My current gf She is ok I am happy with her most of the time we get into aome kinky stuff but I want more !. I want to fuck my sister inlaw she has tattoo's is petite blonde she found our bed restraints kit while snooping one day and now is kinda flirty was told she is a prude which I highly doubt .......I have 2 co-workers who regularly flirt with me heavily one is a bunny boiler the other well lets say is a little more horny than most I have to talk to her on a semi regular basis and now when I do I have to control over the rock hard cock I get just talking to her I really just want to bury my face in her crotch till she screams my name over and over again then bend her over and feed it to her for hours ........maybe the xmas party will have to do .......
I am a married 23 yo female. My husband's younger sister visited for the past two weeks. I have never been with or attracted to another girl until her. When her brother was not around, she was not private. I don't know that her door was ever closed. I saw her nude several times and found myself dressing with the door open thinking she might catch me. The bad part was going overboard by masturbating two different times, nude on the bed with the door open. The master bedroom is on the opposite end of the house so I was more easily emboldened. And o so horny that I could not stop till I came. It was quick and not overwhelmingly noisy. I imagined her walking in on me and eating my pussy. I was so into it that I don't know if she saw me, but I hope she did. Her actions were no different and nothing was ever mentioned. She is now my fantasy girl and I cannot wait to see her again. Maybe something can happen next time, but she is straight. Curiousity may have her and I try for first time.
#sisterinlaw #pussy #eat #horny #lesbian #straight #nude #masturbation
My friend wants to fuck my little sister and I want to help him
We’re both 25 and my sister is 22. She doesn’t know him really well. How can I help him?
After a substantial windfall my parents decided to take early retirement. They had looked into becoming foster parents and asked me how I felt about it. I didn't mind along as it wasn't a baby. After they went through the process they were asked to take care of a 16yr od girl. We both hit it off right away and were always together. My parents went away for the weekend leaving us at home. We were having a pizza and watching a movie when she turned off the tv and said I think I should tell you why I was u for foster. After our ongoing chat about it she asked if I thought she was pretty. I said defo I wouldn't turn you down. She stood up and undressed and said good I want to fuck you. We started to have sex whenever we had a chance.
My husband's sister just ate my pussy and wow. I have had lesbian fantasies for years but knew I would never act on them. It's just the thought of something new. Thinking a woman knows what a woman likes. The exploring and being explored by another woman can get me wet and imagining while masturbating. I am only curious but also somewhat confused. I just want to know what it feels like.
Well we just moved and my married sister-inlaw came for a week to help out. We get along great and there was some flirting but I thought nothing of it even though she got a bit frisky at times. One morning I was making coffee when she entered wrapped in a towel. She was watching me and complimenting me and my looks. I was feeling a bit nervous and turned on at the same time. I turned and looked into her eyes. They were saying they wanted to eat my pussy. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. She immediately began to kiss me and dropped her towel. I was caressing her hot curvy body and we were off to exploring and probing one another for most the day, allowing just enough time to shower and start dinner before my husband got home from work. The rest of the week were able to get some work done while having fun. She returned home leaving me to wonder if I will crave just her or will it be her and her husband in a threesome? The thought of eating her with her husbands huge dick deep inside my wet pussy is hot. No one has ever eaten my pussy the way she did.
#pussy #eat #lick #suck #touch #orgasm #first #only #lesbian
I masturbate everyday thinking of my young sister in law. even think of her while making love to my wife in bed.
I'm involved in an on-going relationship with my brothers wife, even though I am engaged to someone else. I am truthfully 100% madly in love with them both.
On night after fucking my wife I made some coffee for us , I noticed a blob of cum hanging from my dick and on the spur of the moment wiped my dick in my wife's cup. With the creamer we use I found no trace of it in the cup and my wife did not notice it at all.
My sister in-law often visits and whenever I get the opportunity I but a load of cum in her coffee cup, Most of her friends have drank my cum and never noticed a thing.
I get to wank often now and i make sure we do not run out of coffee creamer.
Last year I gave my first bj. My teacher offered a better grade if I would blow him. I immediately said no. And after a few days of thought I changed my mind. I think it was just the thrill of it because an A instead of a B was not a big deal. When I told him OK we planned a ride in his car. He drove and I sucked but mostly played with his cock until he came. It was shocking and disgustingly messy. I realized I had no idea what to do, but it worked. I liked that he loved it and wanted to know how to do it better. Without a boyfriend I went for my sister's because he was cute and I knew he liked me. He was more than eager to teach me. It went further than I planned and he took my virginity. We ended up fucking like rabbits every chance we could until my sister caught us. Now he is banned and my sister won't talk to me. She says I am a slut. I was so busy fucking I still don't know how to a good blowjob.
#teacher #bj #sister #boyfriend #fuck #horny #virgin #16 #curious
I'm 53, male, and married now for nearly 30 years. No children.
I grew up in a strict religious home. Sex was reserved for married people and I still believe this to this day. I had in my teens what I would consider with my limited experience, a normal libido. Erections with the slightest stimulation: vibration of the school bus, brushing up against a girl, bikini clad tv characters, and all manner of stimulus, and I would have a raging hardon. By 13 or 14, I can't remember, I started masturbating in the shower initially. It gradually increased in frequency all through my teens and early 20s until I finally got married at 23. We were both virgins and very naive. I knew before I married my wife that she had been physically and emotionally abused by her step father who, by the way, was only 12 years older than her. He never raped her, but fondled her breasts and made advances towards her. He even bored a hole through the bathroom wall to spy on her and her sisters. When they discovered the peep hole, they plugged it as best they could and told their mother, but if fell on deaf ears. She couldn't believe he would do such a thing. He did worse to the other 2 girls than my wife, but apparently she was affected more than her sisters.
After we were married for a year, what little sex there was in the marriage ended abruptly. Penetration became painful for her and after many doctors visits, the diagnosis was vulvar vestibulitis. We tried all manner of "cures" for years. Spent thousands of dollars on attempts to "fix" her problems. To no avail. I gradually returned to my old habits and eventually added porn to the addiction. Work, public restrooms, driving down the road in my car, were all opportunities to jackoff. She didn't work much, just the odd part-time job here and there, so I had little to no time at home alone, so I masturbated whenever I had the opportunity.
Over the years, I had a couple opportunities to be unfaithful with other women. About 5 years into our marriage my wife was out of town for about 3 months taking care of her grandfather. Her younger sister and her daughter were moving across several states. Their route took them through our area, so they decided to stop at my house and stay the night before continuing their move. My grandmother lived next door to me, so I stayed with her while my sister-in-law and her daughter stayed at my house. This was all with my wife's knowledge. I had the perfect opportunity to have sex with her and no one would have known. After she left, I masturbated what felt like non-stop for days thinking of her. She has the best looking ass of the 3 sisters. She's also the only physically fit of the 3. How I wanted to fuck the hell out of her before she left. As she was backing out of the drive to leave, I noticed she left something in the bedroom. Some piece of clothing or something. I ran outside and flagged her down. When I handed her the object, whatever it was, she had a somewhat puzzled look on her face. Did she want me to invite her back inside? I don't know, but I had my suspicions. She told my wife years later that I was a better man than my wife knew. We both looked at each other and had that look of acknowledgement. During the same time period, my aunt, who lived across the road from me took in a renter. She was gorgeous! Auburn hair, killer body, beautiful face and wild as they come. I never made a move. Next came my wife's best friend. This was the closest I ever came to cheating physically. She moved in with us, but we were very careful about never being together without my wife around. I came home once to find my wife gone and her friend was laying out in the sun right outside my bedroom window. I watched her from the window and jacked off, more than once, don't remember. To this day, I still think she chose that spot intentionally to tease me. She fained a muscle cramp once to try to get me to give her a massage. I resisted. I watched her drive out of our driveway when she left later that same day only to see here angrily cussing and shaking her head. She eventually got married and moved out. I traveled for work for about a decade. Never took advantage of the opportunity. Always looking, but never touched another woman. I just never got up the courage to cross the line.
When my wife turned 43, a "miracle" happened. Her pain went away and we enjoyed about 5 years of what I believe was a normal sex life. We had intercourse 3 or 4 sometimes more times a week. Then just as quickly as it came, it went away. The pain was back and then she had a nervous breakdown. Can't work, won't leave the house except for doctors visits, sits on the couch and watches tv and plays video games. She's 52.
Should I have left 25 years ago? Sometimes I think so. I went right back to jacking off and the porn obsession has gotten worse. It takes more and more deviant videos to get me off. How I wish I could go back in time. Would I still marry this woman? I really don't know. I just feel worthless, angry, frustrated, and hopeless. I feel as though my life has been a waste as far as my marriage goes. Neither one of us is happy, but it's not for lack of trying. I hope one day this all ends up being worthwhile.
#frustrated #horney #regret #guilty #conscience #sisterinlaw #bestfriend
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