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No, I had done something horribly wrong!

Lucretia Stroud (2018-08-06)

But the look in Eve's eyes was of nothing apart from elation, satisfaction and excitement. Not allowing me complete, she bounded into me and held me tight, kissing me repeatedly on the cheek as she wiped the sweat from my brow. And the both of us just quietly recovered our breath from the silence.

'Now how do you feel'


'What do you feel?'

'Love!' And to that she lacked a heap that is glorious.

'Love the way'

'I love you,' I cried ' I feel alive; thus intensely alive. I adore you so much, so profoundly. Despite the fact that you're clearly insane...'

And I'll never forget what she said that night as we all drifted off to bed again but with my continuous erection hugged tight between her thighs.

'Fuck, big brother, I didn't know you'd be hung as a porn celebrity'

We never spoke of the night, maybe not out of the morning after - not in so many words - and for months later we simply carried on as normal, or at least within our own ways. There were hugs and kisses around the house, like family did. You would not have thought, when it wasn't for the grins she snapped me as I began to come back to my previous self, so that anything had occurred. However, I was in love with her, like never before, and existence for once was great to me!

And Eve was ideal. I woke up the next morning with the hugest smile on my face, which I had to downplay in front of mum so she wasn't suspicious of my abrupt change. But for that which my life was through time, I really had nothing to return to.

So while the going was so great and I felt as though I might test again, I moved ahead and tried for work, getting out of the house again and moving places just for the hell of it.

For what we'd done, my anxiety was threatened to have a dive off a cliff and take me with it. Just how I laughed. Because for what we had done, I felt that I had smashed through an obstruction and that the negative energy was nothing but good and positive.

But I'd be lying if I didn't need to masturbate as many as five times per day to the idea of what might have occurred if one of us had slipped and brought us both closer together than we'd already anticipated.

Then 1 day my sister caught me. It was a Saturday and mom was at the next city over before the Sunday. The look in her face said everything and we were standing in the middle of the living room hugging and kissing and assessing how much we loved each other.

Then she explained, 'I love you enjoy this and I hope it changes,' and then pulling away, 'I have something I would love to perform, merely to be sure...'

'To make sure of what...'

'To be certain to never change and which you never forget exactly how much I love you.'

'What exactly do I need to do? ''

And then she leaned in to speak directly in my ear until walking away.

'Meet me in my area!'

My heart skipped such as a faulty CD player, my head whirling with exactly what she intended. What could possibly be a bigger thing than what had happened the previous moment? And I already knew because of that which we barely made it through without. My cock hero gut instinct was all tied up in itself and my better intuition was easy, as I climbed the staircase, as a misplaced set of car keys!

My sister's room, in the far end of the landing, stood outside the half-open doorway, in which a dim shadow danced on the wall and disappeared. I raced to catch up and was slightly relieved to discover her standing there and fully clothed in the jeans and black dress shirt she wore that day.

'Let me guess,' I cock hero strove, 'something a little different from the previous time?'

'If you dare,' she blushed. 'Depends how much you really trust.

'Together with my life,' I kissed her.

'Undress for me,' she controlled, placing one foot forward and cradling her elbows. So I whipped off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, pulled off my socks and then...



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