EmmaAxel lay down next to me, arms crossed to his chest, scowling at the ceiling. He was adorable. Axel didn’t love when things weren’t done the way he wanted, he didn’t like to lose control, but he had to learn to do it, otherwise, it would only get worse. Since we were little he had always wanted to have control over everyone, everything around him, sometimes it also turned out to be stifling, not for me. When he had one of his crises, it was like I could see the chaos threatening to come out at any moment, and every time I didn’t think, I didn’t look around anymore, the only thing I saw was him and that pain that I felt like it was mine and I wanted to do everything I could to help him, to make sure that his mind and his body, I was always trying to distract him and, As time went by, however, I learned what was relaxing during one of his seizures, so I got into the habit of taking them off, slowly letting him know he

EmmaI sighed again, and I pulled myself away from the door; my body was still on fire, my pussy was throbbing, and it needed its release, and I knew that whatever I did, it wouldn’t be enough. I knew what my body needed and who it required.I bit the inside of my cheek, grabbed the hem of my shirt, then took it off and threw it on the bed; the pants followed, and I was left with only my panties still souped. I sighed and went to the bathroom, closed the door behind me, turned on the shower, let the water flow, rested on the sink, and then looked at myself in the mirror.My eyes were shiny; my lips were still red and slightly swollen. The nipples were still swollen, and I imagined Axel’s hands massaging them; at the thought of it, I could feel my pussy pulsating and the chills running all over my body; I squeezed my legs between them, feeling a little liquid begin to flow between my legs and a groan escaped from my lips.&nbs

MilesWe walked into the bar and Ali looked around, looking for a table. That morning Alison woke up in a different mood, completely different from her usual, she wanted to be with me, she wanted us to spend the day together, she asked me to stay with her crazy, and after a marathon of unbridled sex, We decided to go to brunch and then go home and lock ourselves in her room in the hope that Axel wouldn’t interrupt.They Were rare times when Alison behaved in that way and it happened only when he felt strong emotions, the outburst the night before by Axel had the merit for this sudden change, be put in front of his difficulties, It made her think, and it affected that part of herself that was hiding.I was fully aware that Alison needed the help of a professional to take back that part of herself that she kept hidden, it wasn’t up to me, I could just stand by and give her all the support she needed, but I didn’t have th

AxelMy parents had been back for a day, and my mom had already had at least three hysterics. As soon as she had seet foot inside the house she had spent an hour searching corner by corner for, something out of place and, as soon as she found it, she took advance of it to scold at us. But they weren't out of place, they were in place, perfectly symmetrical witth the rest of the house, I found it just perfect. But, mom, we, she hated that strangers came into the house, and Ali had a tendency to bring a lot of strangers into the house, just to watch her go crazy.I sighed and took my bag before I left my room. This weekend was our grandfather’s birthday and we were all going to the lake house, the whole family, including my wonderful cousin, the same one I still dreamed of moaning in my ear and that made me hard in less than two seconds.Was I sick? Absolutely.It was sick to be so attracted to your own blood but I didn&rsquo

EmmaAxel had gone in the town. He’d been gone for hours, he just said he was going for a ride. He didn’t even come back for dinner, and when Aunt May called him, he told her that he had met an old friend and that he was having dinner with him. I knew it wasn’t true. Axel didn’t have any friends who lived around here, I knew it because I knew everything about him, just as he knew everything about me. I spent the whole dinner moving food from one side of the plate to the other without eating anything. When I heard that I was about to break down again, I apologized and left, putting up the excuse of a headache to avoid being seen by others in that state.Now I was in my bed, hugging my pillow, my face facing the window as I continued to cry silently. I felt broken and yet I shouldn’t have.It was the right thing to do, everyone would recommend it to me. And then because I felt like p