Elizabeth's story - sibling love - Chapter 2 - the aftermath of my sin - Sex Stories

Elizabeth's story - sibling love - Chapter 2 - the aftermath of my sin

... lips and forcing my tongue into my stepbrother’s open mouth. I was moaning loudly into his mouth as I climaxed. Gary's and my first real kiss was a wonderfully intimate and passionate experience. The fact that it occurred during my orgasm made it even more special. It may be difficult to comprehend, but this act, French kissing my stepbrother, probing his mouth with my tongue was even more intimate, more sensual than the hand job I had given him earlier. His tongue pushed back and entered my open mouth, as we kissed deeply and passionately, like lovers. I sucked his tongue as it entered my mouth. I humped forward, trying to grind against his erection as the water continued to drive me to orgasm, but the handle of the shower massager prevented me from being able to contact his rigid erection with my vulva. Nonetheless, I climaxed, with a powerful orgasm that weakened my knees and made me dizzy. The sounds I made as I came were incomprehensible moans and grunts, but there was no doubt in Gary’s mind that his stepsister was having an incredibly powerful orgasm. There was no hiding this climax. Gary's tshirt and sweatpants were completely soaked now. Any thought that this morning’s misstep would be a one time event, from which Gary and I might retreat, was now forever lost. Gary and I were now lovers. We were deeply passionate lovers, in addition to being siblings. We had now moved past the point of no return. Our relationship as brother and sister was forever changed. I can make ...

... all kinds of excuses for what happened. Gary and I were both in an emotionally vulnerable place after the death of our father. Our vulnerability was deepened by our mother falling into a deep, alcohol dependent depression. All these legitimate excuses not withstanding, I had to face up to the truth, that I surrendered to the excitement and unexpected lust of my own sexual awakening. And the temptation of a very attractive male, in my house, for whom I had a deep love, was simply too great for me to resist at that stage of my life. What had started out as a relatively innocent game of me peeking at my stepbrother’s anatomy had spiraled out of control into a lustful, emotionally charged physical relationship. It was not planned; it just happened that way. Gary held me as I climaxed, and then the emotions of what had occurred came crashing down upon me, and I began to cry silently. Tears were streaming down my face, and my breasts were heaving as I sobbed quietly, consumed in shame, guilt and a feeling of closeness to my brother. Gary stepped back, pulled his wet tshirt over his head, tossing it on the sink. He quickly stepped out of his wet gym shorts and boxers, kicking them into the corner on the floor. His cock strained rigidly upward as he stepped into the shower with me. Gary kissed me deeply, tweaking my nipple. He then broke our kiss, placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed down. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to kneel in front of him. And as naïve' as I ...