Elizabeth’s story- sibling love – Ch 3 -Gary need his release

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Chapter Three: Gary needs his releaseGary had just ‘forced’ me to a powerful orgasm with the pulsating water massager. Okay, ‘forced’ is a gross exaggeration, but he assumed control of the moment. I not only allowed him to do so, his assertive actions added to my stimulation.It was one of the most intense orgasms of my very young life; and it triggered an emotional release of major proportions. I felt waves of pleasure and shame alternating through my core. I could not control the tears that were flowing freely now. I was conflicted, I did not know precisely what I was feeling at that moment.Gary stood back from me as he hung the shower massage back in its handle. His penis was erect and forming a large bulge in the front of his sopping wet gym shorts. Both his t-shirt and shorts were soaked from the spray of the shower massage that he had been directing at my virginal pussy moments before.Gary stepped back and stripped off his t-shirt and gym shorts, along with his boxers. His penis waved proudly in front of him, fully erect. Gary was obviously proud of how well endowed he was. He stood for a moment allowing me to store this mental image of my stepbrother, naked and erect, in front of me. I freely admit, now ten years later, I can still see this magnificent image in my minds eye as clearly as if I were looking at a photo; and the image excites me still.Although I was consumed with shame and guilt, I knew that I could not refuse Gary some release. After all, he had just given me one the most powerful orgasms I had ever experienced. It seemed that he needed to ‘release his seed’ before he burst. His penis was so very rigid, it looked as though it might hurt. I felt an obligation, and a desire, to assist Gary with achieving some release for his ‘raging hard-on’ that he got while stimulating me. I felt an incredible closeness, and affection, for my stepbrother at that moment. In a very real sense, with our father dead, and our mother in her drunken abyss, Gary and I were all the each other had in the world at this moment. I felt a level of closeness and intimacy towards Gary that I cannot fully describe. I felt that we belonged to each other at that moment.Gary Bahçelievler escort stepped into the shower with me. His erection rigidly strained towards the ceiling. It was so hard, it looked as though he could break concrete with it. It stood out proudly in front and appeared to reach seven or more inches into the air. He looked magnificent.We stared at each other for several moments, our lust for each other growing by the second. Gary stepped towards me and took my hand; he slowly raised my hand up as he looked into my eyes with love and lust, and he placed my hand around his rigid shaft. Hesitantly, I wrapped my fingers around his firm penis, still amazed at the thickness of this rigid pole; my fingers barely encircled the circumference. This was only the second time I had touched his erect penis, and it continued to thrill me beyond belief. I remember how it pulsed up and seemed to swell thicker at my touch. It felt like a muscle flexing larger in m tiny fist.I stroked down, moving my fist to the base of his erection, pulling the taught skin of his cock even tighter as I studied how Gary’s penis responded to my touch. I noticed that as I pulled my fist down to the base, the tiny hole to the opening of his urethra at the head of his cock opened up for me. This intrigued me.I then stoked up the shaft slowly, and repeating the downward motion again. Again the hole at the tip opened. It seemed like it was winking at me. I was mesmerized by my new toy. I wanted to explore and experiment with it, and learn all about it. In fact, rather than a new toy, it was like I had a new pet to play with and get to know. I was little girl with a new puppy. All I knew for certain is I really liked Gary’s penis.I wanted to prolong Gary’s climax to give me time to study and explore the operation of his penis. I knew from this morning that once he climaxed, the game was over, at least temporarily.Gary was arching his hips against the movement of my fist, humping forwards and back to accentuate the stimulation by my fist. Gradually, the pace began to quicken and Gary’s movements became more animated. I loved how aroused he Bahçeşehir escort bayan was becoming. I loved knowing I was the cause of it.There in the shower, with the water washing over both of us, I pumped his rigid cock. He leaned over and kissed me again. Gary’s kiss had a combination of love and passion that has never been surpassed. Our tongues played tag, chasing each other from one mouth to the other, and then back again. I felt an outpouring of love and affection for him at that moment that was as strong and as real as anything I have ever experienced.Gary brought his hand up and fondled my breasts, teasing the taut nipples. I moaned into his mouth as I gently sucked his tongue into my mouth. As I continued to pump his cock, Gary slowly reached down with his fingers to explore my wet and erect clitoris.I separated my legs ever so slightly to allow him access to my vagina. He gently opened the tight folds of my vulva and inserted one finger into my tight vaginal opening. Gary was the first person to explore my womanhood, the first person to ‘finger me’. It was a wonderfully fulfilling moment.And as perverse as it may sound, at that moment it felt right that the first person to finger my wet vagina was Gary. I loved the feeling of Gary’s finger penetrating me so intimately. He rotated his finger at my vulva, massaging the opening to my vagina. Even though I had just had an orgasm minutes before, I was getting very aroused at his touch.I realize that much of the sexual discovery I was experiencing happens to most girls with their boyfriends in the parked car or the basement of their home. But something about making these discoveries with someone you have known for so many years, with whom you have shared almost every experience of your life, and someone who you love in many ways, and on many levels, made these discoveries seem even more intimate, and more beautiful. I also realize that the shame and the guilt that would follow are a significant price to pay for this intimacy.Gary broke our kiss, and withdrew his finger from my vagina and looked at me lovingly. Slowly, he reached his hands up, placed them Escort Bakırköy on my shoulders, pressing down firmly but gently. I quickly understood what he was trying to do; he was trying to move me into a kneeling position in front of him. And as naïve as I was, I understood why he wanted me to kneel in front of him. I was not sure I was ready for that. I was not certain I wanted to advance our intimacy to that particular level.Yes, I understood what Gary wanted. “Gary, I can’t do that,” I said as I resisted.“Liz, please. Just for a second. I need you to help me with this.” He was pleading with me. And his pleas struck a cord deep inside of me. I am a ‘people pleaser’ by nature; and I tend to do anything for anybody I love. I loved my stepbrother; and at that moment, that love extended to a deeply passionate and physical love.After several moments of hesitation, I allowed him to guide me to the kneeling position in front of his rigid cock. And I knew that by kneeling, I was implicitly agreeing to take him in my mouth. Deep inside, I had not really comes to terms with this agreement. I was not sure that I really wanted Gary’s penis in my mouth, but I also wanted to please my stepbrother. If taking him in my mouth was what I needed to do to please him, I guess I would do that. With the shower hitting the back of my head and shoulders, I studied Gary’s erection inches from my face. I was still intrigued by the purple tinted, mushroom shaped head that appeared almost separate and distinct from the shaft.The ridge that separated the head from the shaft fascinated me. The thick veins clearly visible down the seven inch shaft gave his erection a harsher, more rugged appearance; making the penis appear almost ‘muscular’.With his penis standing straight up, the underside was plainly visible as well; revealing the thick urethra running down the middle of the underside of the shaft. This male tool was strangely beautiful to me. It represented a unique combination of strength, eroticism, and pleasure. I realize now that it had a strange magnetic appeal to me, touching me at a very core level.I liked the male penis. It gave me great pleasure to stimulate it and please it. I believe the female body is more aesthetically beautiful, with its parts tucked away neatly inside, but the male body screamed strength, power and eroticism to me.I liked the thought that the male member takes the female; capturing and penetrating her, holding her in place until she accepts the seed from the male.

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