MasukSadie is letting me in on a lot of personal details I never knew before. In this one conversation, I got verification that she masturbates and details on Florence's masturbatory habits. She may be joking but she might be into women."You think Florence is hot?" I ask, genuinely wanting to know the answer."Duhhh," Sadie answers and taps my forehead."I know she is objectively an attractive woman. But do YOU find her attractive?""Yeah, I can't lie, yeah.""Do you like other girls or just her?""Whoa, whoa, 'like' is a strong word. She's model pretty and has a perfect body so yeah, I like to look. It's like appreciating fine art in a museum. I don't want to bang the Mona Lisa.""You're reaching with that metaphor.""Look, did I find it exciting hearing her masturbate only a few feet from me? Yes. But do I get butterflies over her? No."I can't help but mentally visualize Sadie in bed while Florence masturbates on a mattress on the floor. Sadie tries to deny it and tells herself it's wr
My poster-covered bedroom door opens and Sadie smiles at me. She's holding a plate of baked chicken and roasted vegetables. She's wearing blue sweatpants and a thin white tank top. She's always dressed comfortably around the house. Her nipples slightly poke through the fabric. My sister crouches and picks up a glass of water on the floor by her feet. She needed a free hand to open the door. I assume."How's your blood pressure?" Sadie asks handing me the plate and setting the glass on my nightstand"It's good," I answer and dig into my meal.Sadie tried to get me to use hospital trays to eat in bed but I wasn't having it. I'm getting better every day and holding a plate up used to be exhausting. My normal appetite and sexual appetite are way lower than usual. I used to jerk off at least once a day and eat enough for two people. Now I am lucky to get hard once a week; if that. I pick at meals for a couple of hours until the plate is empty. I could eat less but I don't want a meal to be
NEW STORY TITLE: Sadie's Healing Pussy (INcest/Taboo)A sister relieves her recovering brother with her wet mouth.Enjoy reading..************Everyone in this story is 18+**Lately, my life has unraveled into something I hardly recognize. I moved out of my parent's house the week I turned eighteen. As the only son and the youngest in my family; I feel the need to make something of myself. Dad always put a lot of responsibility on me. My sister's got second chances and let off the hook. Dad never put up with anything from me."Irresponsible men end up dead or in jail," he'd always say.Florence, my oldest sister had far too many fender benders in high school. It got to the point that our dad kicked her off of his insurance plan. He paid for the repairs every time. My middle sister, Sadie, was always more reserved than Florence but she had her moments. She stumbled home drunk a few times during her senior year. She went out clubbing with a fake ID a few weekends. Florence on the other
The next morning, Ethan walked into my bedroom and said, "Get dressed."I wrapped my robe tighter around me. "Why?""We have to go. Just get dressed. You'll find out.""Like I should trust you?" I said."You know I wouldn't hurt you. I wouldn't do anything to you that you didn't like," he said, and I knew that to be true. There was nothing he was doing that I didn't like. It was just a matter of admitting that to myself.I knew there was no arguing with him. "Get out of here so I can dress."We drove across town and pulled up in front of a tattoo shop."Forget it. I'm not getting a tattoo. No fucking way," I declared adamantly, firmly planted in the seat, my resistance evident.Ethan turned to me, a determined glint in his eyes. "Get out. You're not getting a tattoo."I watched him stride toward the shop. Part of me was relieved, secretly grateful to escape the pain and permanence of body art. Yet, against my better judgment, I found myself following him inside. We weaved through the
The last few thrusts in my quivering snatch, milking every last drop of his potent semen stopped, ending the chaotic finale of the lovers tango............As Chase and I were coming down the stairs, he, fixing up his military uniform, the top items of clothing, still advertising the sweat built up during our hectic session, and me, pulling my pantyhose up over my waist and buttoning my dress, we see my other two participants."Oh," Surprised, and even a little embarrassed, I continued, "Hi boys, your brother just got home.. Surprise!?""We see that mom, fuck, we heard it too," both, shrugging their shoulders concurred.After greeting Chase and welcoming him home, I had Chase surprise Josey by picking her up at the sitters, as I began making us dinner, his cum saturated the gusset of my worn hosiery..........Now before any of you, my dear readers say, "Lindsey jumps into bed with anyone at the drop of a hat." Not so fast, Let me clarify a few things.While we were sending Chase let
It was a Monday, and I finally got the call from Chase, that he was graduating basic training, and would be home on Wednesday. I was instructed not to tell his brothers or sister as he wanted to surprise them. Ecstatic, I fought myself, but held my tongueThe next 2 nights, Ty and Marly were pleasantly pleased with my action in bed those nights..................After seeing the boys off to school with blow jobs, and 2 facials and then securing Josey off at kindergarten, I headed to the airport to see my baby who I hadn't seen in 3 months."Chase!!!!!!!", running up to him, crying, jumping in his arms. "Oh baby!!! I missed you!!" Tears flowing from my eyes, he put me down. "You look so handsome", I said, admiring his military uniform adorning his, now chiseled 225 lb body.Holding his hand as we were walking to the car, he was telling me about what he had to go through, the new "brothers" he made, and thanking me and his brothers for the letters of encouragement we would send him.He







