Another year was starting, but this time it was different. I had already graduated from college and had enrolled to study nursing at a university in the capital, just like my older sister, Nicole. I spent the first weeks of the year still in Curicó, living in a shared house with some friends.spending time taking care of my daughter or having sex with Alejandro or the other people in the Large Sexual Group we were part of. Those were my two occupations that summer at home in southern country, motherhood and sex. To help you understand me a bit better, I'll summarize a little about my story.
In 2008 I had my first boyfriend, Carlos, with whom I started both romance and sex. He forced me to have relationships with him and his friends, and soon after discovering he was cheating on me, I found out that my mother had a lover and when I confronted her, I discovered that he was my biological father. Later, the same man managed to win me over and we started a secret relationship (yes, incest). Not long after starting our relationship, I got pregnant and to cover this up, I had sex with my stepfather (my mother's husband) in order to get his support by making him believe the pregnancy was his. Near the end of the year, I took revenge on Carlos by forcing him to participate unwillingly as a spectator in a sex encounter between Alejandro, some of his friends, and me.
The year 2009 began with the end of my pregnancy, the birth of my daughter Andrea. After some time, I resumed my relationship with Alejandro, met other women who had been his partner and met my half-sister Tania, two years older than me. Alejandro told me that my mother was aware of our relationship, but also that both she and he were part of a sexual group of over fifty people including part of Alejandro's family and it was somehow governed by men. I underwent my initiation in the group, had my only women initiation ceremony, my only family initiation ceremony, and finally was trained for three months by two sister women, Beatriz and Melissa. Having graduated, I started as the newest member of the group and submitted to all the desires of its members. The rest of the year was divided between my winter vacation trip with Alejandro and my adventures with the Group.
The year 2010 started relaxed. Summer vacation trip with Alejandro. Sexual gatherings every weekend with friends. Orgies with many participants each month with the big group. The most notable thing, different from normal sexual behavior, was the first animal sexual relationship in a state of intoxication with Oso, the San Bernardo dog from the family.
In 2011, excessive sex continued, and I started my first infidelity with someone outside the main group. The most notable event of the year was my first horse riding experience.
Having summarized a bit of the previous years, let's start with this year 2012.
Before March began and classes started, I traveled to Santiago to settle in where I would live, alongside my sister in an apartment she rented in the center. I informed her of my arrival a week beforehand, but sensed that she would forget by the day I presented myself at her door. Fortunately, anticipating this, my mom gave me the keys to the apartment, so when I didn't receive any response after ringing the doorbell, I used that key and entered. As I crossed the threshold, I could distinguish an aroma I well knew after all those years, the smell of sex. After that initial impression, I entered with my suitcase and bags to listen to the sound of flesh hitting against flesh and the moans I recognized as my sister's. I didn't dare call her name and closed the main door as carefully as possible not to alert her to my arrival or my intrusion.
Slowly I approached the origin of those sounds and walked down a narrow corridor that ended in a room. Peering cautiously, I saw my sister and her partner producing those sounds. They were both naked, she was on top of him, moving her hips up and down as they kissed and he was penetrating her. Fortunately, they were positioned so neither could see me, allowing me to observe them with greater confidence. I looked at them for a few seconds before my own perversion moved me to take out my cell phone and record the sexual act of my sister. And thus I did, recording it for over four minutes as my sister rode her partner.
Quickly I put away my phone and my perversion made me have another idea. With one hand I held onto the door frame where I was leaning while spying and the other hand was in charge of unbuttoning the button on my jeans, lowering the zipper halfway down my pants and proceeding to give myself pleasure. In the purest act of voyeurism I masturbated standing there while looking at them. The first thing my fingers found was the abundant moisture produced by excitement in front of the scene I witnessed, I made use of that moisture to wet my fingers and rub my swollen clitoris. I continued watching the same act I had seen before, nothing new, until that man stopped grabbing my sister's hips and stretched an arm over her butt and with his other free hand grabbed this wrist, in this way he had a very firm grip on her for what came next. Without warning I saw how he lifted her hips up towards the bed while holding onto her with the grip he had on her, at that moment I noticed a pair of enormous testicles that entered the game and hit my sister's huge butt right in the middle of her glutes, in her anus. It seemed exciting and surprising to me. Those two testicles were undoubtedly the largest I had ever seen in my life, comparable in size to two tennis balls. He placed each foot at each lower end of the bed, to give himself stability and began to thrust into her.
It was impressive to see them having sex from that angle, both unaware of my presence, but most exciting. That's what amplified my furtive masturbation. Nicole also changed her reaction to her partner's thrusts. She lowered her head to support herself on his man, while whimpering like a madwoman, as if they were alone in the world and no one could hear them through the walls. That strong, exciting, and fast movement continued for a few minutes until I couldn't bear watching them without letting out a slight sigh. I took my hand to my mouth to silence myself and seeing that they didn't stop or change their rhythm, I kept masturbating. I ran my fingers over my lips until I entered with two fingers into my sex and began penetration. I didn't last long like that in front of the spectacle before me, slowly descending against the doorframe. My orgasm arrived, slow, strong, and prolonged, sending spasms to my legs while my knees slowly touched the floor and my gaze was level with my sister's exposed ass as her partner mercilessly entered her sex.
Midway through orgasm I lost my balance and fell onto my butt, at the same time crushing against me the hand that was penetrating me and thereby taking that penetration deeper inside me. This unexpected and accidental stimulation affected my orgasm and I fell backwards onto the floor, making little noise but too ecstatic to notice the couple having sex a meter away from me. When I came back to my senses I continued listening to the music generated by the series of punches my brother-in-law was giving with his pelvis against my sister and her exaggerated moans, or so I wanted to believe. How could that sister who's always so prim at home with my parents be the woman being used in that way at that moment?
They didn't seem to notice my presence, just like every time it terrified me that they would discover me. I turned around in my place and when I lifted my head to look at them, I found myself once again at the height of my sister's ass, but this time I was lucky enough to see them share a climax. Their moans mixed as I could see their spasms make them briefly crash into each other. They had prolonged orgasms before she let herself fall onto him with all her weight. I sat in silence watching them and saw my sister's anus contract and relax, while still having her boyfriend inside her sex, and he was big enough for me to see. As both of them recovered their breath from my privileged position, I could see the semen flowing out of her and into him, while his penis didn't lose size inside her. Since I didn't see any more movement from them, I decided to quietly leave to avoid being seen if they got up from the room. I arrived in the main room when I heard them start having sex again, their bodies crashing together and my sister moaning ecstatically once more.
I took advantage of this new sound mix to block my departure from the department with my suitcase and wait seated on the emergency staircase, which was next to the department, until they finished. I sat there for almost an hour when I heard the sound of a spray rociador inside the department, which I thought was a deodorant spray to mask the smell of what were surely several hours of sex. To be safer, I waited another 15 minutes until I heard the door opening and closing, then quickly rushed into the department and rang the bell as I had done before that day. My sister came out to greet me, very surprised to see me there and gave me a hint that she had forgotten I was supposed to arrive that day. She probably thought it was a coincidence that I arrived shortly after her partner left the department. I didn't comment on what I saw and heard and pretended I had just arrived at the building at that moment.
That was the first time I thought of my sister as a sexual being, probably because many men saw her that way due to the generous proportions of her anatomy, but for me it would never be more than a perfect waste of ass that had been better used in someone who enjoyed provoking or tempting as much as I did. That was the first time I saw my sister or her partner having sex, but it was far from being the last.
In 2008 I had my first boyfriend, Carlos, with whom I started both romance and sex. He forced me to have relationships with him and his friends, and soon after discovering he was cheating on me, I found out that my mother had a lover and when I confronted her, I discovered that he was my biological father. Later, the same man managed to win me over and we started a secret relationship (yes, incest). Not long after starting our relationship, I got pregnant and to cover this up, I had sex with my stepfather (my mother's husband) in order to get his support by making him believe the pregnancy was his. Near the end of the year, I took revenge on Carlos by forcing him to participate unwillingly as a spectator in a sex encounter between Alejandro, some of his friends, and me.
The year 2009 began with the end of my pregnancy, the birth of my daughter Andrea. After some time, I resumed my relationship with Alejandro, met other women who had been his partner and met my half-sister Tania, two years older than me. Alejandro told me that my mother was aware of our relationship, but also that both she and he were part of a sexual group of over fifty people including part of Alejandro's family and it was somehow governed by men. I underwent my initiation in the group, had my only women initiation ceremony, my only family initiation ceremony, and finally was trained for three months by two sister women, Beatriz and Melissa. Having graduated, I started as the newest member of the group and submitted to all the desires of its members. The rest of the year was divided between my winter vacation trip with Alejandro and my adventures with the Group.
The year 2010 started relaxed. Summer vacation trip with Alejandro. Sexual gatherings every weekend with friends. Orgies with many participants each month with the big group. The most notable thing, different from normal sexual behavior, was the first animal sexual relationship in a state of intoxication with Oso, the San Bernardo dog from the family.
In 2011, excessive sex continued, and I started my first infidelity with someone outside the main group. The most notable event of the year was my first horse riding experience.
Having summarized a bit of the previous years, let's start with this year 2012.
Before March began and classes started, I traveled to Santiago to settle in where I would live, alongside my sister in an apartment she rented in the center. I informed her of my arrival a week beforehand, but sensed that she would forget by the day I presented myself at her door. Fortunately, anticipating this, my mom gave me the keys to the apartment, so when I didn't receive any response after ringing the doorbell, I used that key and entered. As I crossed the threshold, I could distinguish an aroma I well knew after all those years, the smell of sex. After that initial impression, I entered with my suitcase and bags to listen to the sound of flesh hitting against flesh and the moans I recognized as my sister's. I didn't dare call her name and closed the main door as carefully as possible not to alert her to my arrival or my intrusion.
Slowly I approached the origin of those sounds and walked down a narrow corridor that ended in a room. Peering cautiously, I saw my sister and her partner producing those sounds. They were both naked, she was on top of him, moving her hips up and down as they kissed and he was penetrating her. Fortunately, they were positioned so neither could see me, allowing me to observe them with greater confidence. I looked at them for a few seconds before my own perversion moved me to take out my cell phone and record the sexual act of my sister. And thus I did, recording it for over four minutes as my sister rode her partner.
Quickly I put away my phone and my perversion made me have another idea. With one hand I held onto the door frame where I was leaning while spying and the other hand was in charge of unbuttoning the button on my jeans, lowering the zipper halfway down my pants and proceeding to give myself pleasure. In the purest act of voyeurism I masturbated standing there while looking at them. The first thing my fingers found was the abundant moisture produced by excitement in front of the scene I witnessed, I made use of that moisture to wet my fingers and rub my swollen clitoris. I continued watching the same act I had seen before, nothing new, until that man stopped grabbing my sister's hips and stretched an arm over her butt and with his other free hand grabbed this wrist, in this way he had a very firm grip on her for what came next. Without warning I saw how he lifted her hips up towards the bed while holding onto her with the grip he had on her, at that moment I noticed a pair of enormous testicles that entered the game and hit my sister's huge butt right in the middle of her glutes, in her anus. It seemed exciting and surprising to me. Those two testicles were undoubtedly the largest I had ever seen in my life, comparable in size to two tennis balls. He placed each foot at each lower end of the bed, to give himself stability and began to thrust into her.
It was impressive to see them having sex from that angle, both unaware of my presence, but most exciting. That's what amplified my furtive masturbation. Nicole also changed her reaction to her partner's thrusts. She lowered her head to support herself on his man, while whimpering like a madwoman, as if they were alone in the world and no one could hear them through the walls. That strong, exciting, and fast movement continued for a few minutes until I couldn't bear watching them without letting out a slight sigh. I took my hand to my mouth to silence myself and seeing that they didn't stop or change their rhythm, I kept masturbating. I ran my fingers over my lips until I entered with two fingers into my sex and began penetration. I didn't last long like that in front of the spectacle before me, slowly descending against the doorframe. My orgasm arrived, slow, strong, and prolonged, sending spasms to my legs while my knees slowly touched the floor and my gaze was level with my sister's exposed ass as her partner mercilessly entered her sex.
Midway through orgasm I lost my balance and fell onto my butt, at the same time crushing against me the hand that was penetrating me and thereby taking that penetration deeper inside me. This unexpected and accidental stimulation affected my orgasm and I fell backwards onto the floor, making little noise but too ecstatic to notice the couple having sex a meter away from me. When I came back to my senses I continued listening to the music generated by the series of punches my brother-in-law was giving with his pelvis against my sister and her exaggerated moans, or so I wanted to believe. How could that sister who's always so prim at home with my parents be the woman being used in that way at that moment?
They didn't seem to notice my presence, just like every time it terrified me that they would discover me. I turned around in my place and when I lifted my head to look at them, I found myself once again at the height of my sister's ass, but this time I was lucky enough to see them share a climax. Their moans mixed as I could see their spasms make them briefly crash into each other. They had prolonged orgasms before she let herself fall onto him with all her weight. I sat in silence watching them and saw my sister's anus contract and relax, while still having her boyfriend inside her sex, and he was big enough for me to see. As both of them recovered their breath from my privileged position, I could see the semen flowing out of her and into him, while his penis didn't lose size inside her. Since I didn't see any more movement from them, I decided to quietly leave to avoid being seen if they got up from the room. I arrived in the main room when I heard them start having sex again, their bodies crashing together and my sister moaning ecstatically once more.
I took advantage of this new sound mix to block my departure from the department with my suitcase and wait seated on the emergency staircase, which was next to the department, until they finished. I sat there for almost an hour when I heard the sound of a spray rociador inside the department, which I thought was a deodorant spray to mask the smell of what were surely several hours of sex. To be safer, I waited another 15 minutes until I heard the door opening and closing, then quickly rushed into the department and rang the bell as I had done before that day. My sister came out to greet me, very surprised to see me there and gave me a hint that she had forgotten I was supposed to arrive that day. She probably thought it was a coincidence that I arrived shortly after her partner left the department. I didn't comment on what I saw and heard and pretended I had just arrived at the building at that moment.
That was the first time I thought of my sister as a sexual being, probably because many men saw her that way due to the generous proportions of her anatomy, but for me it would never be more than a perfect waste of ass that had been better used in someone who enjoyed provoking or tempting as much as I did. That was the first time I saw my sister or her partner having sex, but it was far from being the last.
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