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


    Date: 11/28/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 28, Source: LushStories

    myself against the shower wall with the other as I allowed the pulsating jet to stimulate me in a manner that I could not have imagined moments before. “Oh shit, Gary, …..so intense….” I was having difficulty speaking as the water stimulated me. I pulled back again from the intensity of the jets on my clitoris. Gary stepped forward a bit to move the jet closer to its targets. The pulsating jet formed a spray that was soaking Gary's gym pants and shirt. The light grey material of his shorts was turning darker as it became wetter. But Gary did not seem to be concerned about his wet clothes. I started to pull back again as the stimulation on my clitoris was becoming too much to endure. “Don’t move away. Stand still.” Gary was not making a request, he was giving me an order. His dominant approach only added to my excitement, and his dominant approach seemed to absolve me of my culpability slightly. He was my younger stepbrother, but he was giving me orders and I was complying. I reasoned that I was not actually initiating any of this myself. “Oh, Jesus Gary, I don’t know if I can take this. It is too much,” I moaned, squatting down and spreading my legs wider against the powerful pulsating jet. “Don’t move. Let the water work,” Gary commanded with an authority that I had not heard before. I wanted to pull away, to give my very sensitive clitoris a moment's break from the intense pulsating jet. However, something deep inside my core wanted to comply with Gary’s instructions. As ...
    I squatted further to open myself up for the jet to work its magic. I could feel the beginning of a climax starting to build. I was afraid I would slip or topple over as I rocked my hips back and forth. My hips were humping involuntarily against the steady stream of stimulation. I reached out with both hands to steady myself on Gary’s shoulders. Using Gary to steady myself, I felt more confident in squatting more deeply, opening myself up more fully, exposing myself to the pressure of the jet on my erect clitoris. In this position, the water was pulsing against my clitoris and jetting up inside my vagina. “Oh god, Gary. You are going to make me cum.” I rocked back and forth, trying to increase the stimulation as my orgasm approached. Gary’s penis was fully erect now, the outline plainly visible under the tent of his gym shorts. The head of it was sticking above his waistband, but hidden by his t-shirt. Water was splashing in all directions as it struck my vulva and clitoris; soaking Gary’s pants and tshirt, making his tshirt translucent. As my orgasm got closer, I began humping shamelessly again the water stream, squatting deeper. I leaned in to brace myself against Gary even more, pressing my wet breasts against him. I was making sounds that I did not recognize, knowing that a climax was imminent. As the first wave of my orgasm rocked my core, I shocked myself and Gary. In a moment of shear passion and emotional release, I leaned forward and kissed Gary, deeply. Parting his ...
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