All Chapters of Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession: Chapter 571 - Chapter 580

"Relax, love. You are so...so beautiful when I can see you like this. You think you aren't, because you're humble. All you see is a skinny emo boy, but you are truly a beautiful man. Your muscled torso is well-defined but not vulgar. Your skin is smooth and your chest hair is fine and soft. Your eyes are revealing. They penetrate me when you look at me with such need. And that's to say nothing of your cock."You stayed clothed but shimmied out of your black lace panties. I was entranced as your body moved. As you mounted me, your corseted torso pushed your fine breasts up and out. I yearned to touch you and hold you, involuntarily straining at the straps. You smiled down at me, teasingly, but made no effort to free me.I felt your slick sex over me. God you were so wet. Did the sight of me like this do that do you? I grew even harder. You moaned as you impaled yourself slowly on my cock. I thrust up as best I could but you had done your job well and I had very little room to move. I w

Young man, his older sister, and unforeseen circumstances...NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.Content Warning: Suicidal imagery is a part of this story.Enjoy.>>>>I often wonder what might have happened if even one thing had been different. What if I had broken up with Charly instead of her dumping me? What if I had just gotten over Mary instead of being stuck hopelessly in love? What if my sister hadn't decided to "do the right thing," despite my wishes? What if we hadn't had that emotional reunion? What if she had remembered her birth control? Endless chains of what ifs and could have beens.But that's not what happened, and despite it all, I'm n

She leaned a little bit into my hand as if she really liked how it felt. Then she looked at me in a way I wasn't accustomed to, and I was worried that I'd crossed some kind of line. I hadn't intended to, at least not consciously. I could see in the warm light of the lamp that her face had become a little flushed. Then it happened.Mary leaned in and kissed me. It felt sudden, although she moved slowly as if she was afraid of scaring me. Iwas scared, but not of her. I was frightened of how soft and yielding her lips felt, of how natural it was, of how I went from sad to aroused so quickly, of how her tongue slipped in my mouth.I guess we made out. It didn't last long, maybe thirty seconds to a few minutes. It was so intense that as Mary pulled a

"Chelsea isn't closer to me. We just have a different relationship. And you know how she is. She needed to hear it at the same time as you. If she hadn't, she'd have thought that you were coddling her, and she can't stand that. Especially not from the brother she looks up to so much."I felt the weight of responsibility again, sinking down. Mary saw my eyes cloud over and hugged me back. This time there was no hope for me. I was tired and sad and more in need of human contact than at any time I could think of, especially from a woman. She had to have felt my cock harden and push into her belly. I'm sure that she did.Mary jerked back suddenly as if she'd been bitten. Oh god, not now. We'd danced around this, avoided it, pretended that there was nothing. But s

"No," I said, quietly, without looking up from my laptop."What?""I said 'No.' She's not going into foster care. Ever. And I'm sickened that you'd even bring it up."Mary looked at me with concern now, always the peacemaker. But now wasn't a time for peace."TK, I respect what you're saying, but it isn't really your decision, is it? Not while you live under my roof.""You're right, it isn't my decision. It's not yours either. It's hers, but I'm pretty sure I know what she'll choose."Mom set her wine down and stalked over to me, crossing her arms."I know you feel strongly about this, Thomas, but I'm your mother, and I've made up..."I finally lost my temper. Dad was barely in the earth, and she wanted to get rid of my little sister. I was having a lot of trouble with right and wrong lately with one sister, but not with Chelsea."Shut up. You won't have to care for her under your roof because I'm going to go live with her under her own. I've done the math, and her parent's finances a