Things of Quarantine 5

And think that I believed that with fuck once I would get away from it. What an idiot, as if I didn't know myself. A few days have passed since my cousin came in me in the kitchen and let me tell you that I feel like an addict who tried their drug after abstinence, I don't stop thinking about trying it again. I need something, anything, I jerk off three times a day trying to calm down and can't, virtual sex, nudes, I do everything that can be done in this confinement and nothing satisfies me. More knowing that I have the forbidden apple within reach. Still not getting off yet, I'm going to see if cutting my stimuli helps me calm down the desire. Trying to make a normal life. In the morning, I don't sleep much, my routine is exercises while everyone sleeps, having breakfast watching TV and cleaning with music. The only notable thing was surprising my brother looking at me while I danced with the broom in my hand while sweeping, quickly under his gaze, so I suppose he was looking at my ass. Nothing serious. My old lady cooks, my brother cleans the dishes and I went to take a bath and a nap. How it was half hot, I got into bed alone with the towel. How when half asleep I woke up to the sensation of being watched, I stayed quiet because only my old lady and I are at home, and if the silence persists we can deduce who it is. The seconds pass that I suppose take around 3 minutes and I decide to move to see what's going on. How I was lying on my side had a notion that I was in sight of my body approximately. So I subtly raised my arm over my body, letting it fall casually behind me, leaving an important part of my tits exposed. I stayed quiet waiting for something to happen and felt like a slight friction sound reached me from the door. I decided to go further and flexed one of my knees, lifting the towel with it and revealing part of my ass, just in sight of the door. And I felt a change in the atmosphere, as if someone had stirred the wind approaching towards I woke up like I was waking up, wrinkled my face and shook myself a bit when I turned around to confront my spy as the door closed. Damn, I got too worked up. Don't touch me, I'm going to try not to feed my addiction. I get dressed, take my time and leave my room. The rest of the afternoon was uneventful, I watched some TV, baked a cookie, drew a bit and that's it. My brother made pizzas in the evening, the only food he knows how to make, encouraged by my old lady. And she, encouraged by me, paid for some beers. As for me, I dedicated myself to finding a movie. How we have different tastes, I searched for a long time until I found one that would end it. And in the end, it was a total disaster. To the point where even after finishing the pizzas and with only one beer left, my old lady said she was going to sleep. My brother and I looked at each other and started making fun of how bad the movie was. We made jokes about it and laughed at what happened. At one point there's a sex scene and we're silent for a moment. - Don't look, you're small. - I must know more than you do about this, for sure- he replied - Give it to me if you got closer to seeing a tit with me. - I said jokingly, but he didn't take it that way and responded. - Put them away, I've seen several already and even bigger ones than yours. - It really hurt, I like my tits very much. - So did you get caught looking at my tits? - What? - Got caught off guard - If you're walking around with your tits out, what's my fault? - Look, thank me for using a bra- I said trying to find an exit from this conversation, but the devil on my shoulder said - Or would you appreciate it more if she didn't use them? - What are you talking about? Nothing? - Maybe you weren't trying to see them the other time? Do you remember? It was just a few days ago. - If you're walking around with your tits out in the patio, what do you want me to do? - Yes? And what's your excuse for this afternoon? - I threw a bomb at him poor. - I went to get a towel and... - A towel, but you stayed looking at the one she was wearing. yo? Did you want to take it from me? - what? Not just... - did you just want to see? - no, I... - no? Didn't you want to see me? - no, nothing to see. - and now don't you want to see me either? - I told him to get up as soon as he lifted his shirt enough for him to see that there was nothing underneath. The mute one. - don't you want to see? What a shame. - when I saw that he wasn't responding yet, I decided to take another route. - listen guy, I know you have your hormones and cum in the front, but I'm too cute for you. A virgin like you can't even make me come in 10 minutes. - put it on - he woke up - with the cock I have, you'll finish as soon as we get between. - do you know how many sluts got in? Of all sizes, I left them all dry, a virgin like yours doesn't do anything for me. - ask those who saw her what they say. - what am I talking to your computer or hand about? With that it's clear that I made him get hard, because he got up and took off his shogging, leaving me to see his boxer and how he marked his cock underneath. It was fat, long, and still dead, it was right in front of my face. I couldn't take it anymore Desperate I brought my face towards her bulge and grabbed it with my lips. I sucked it, kissed it, and licked it from head to tail. In an instant it got hard, very hard. I looked at it from below with all the slutty face I could muster and pulled down his boxer with one punch, his cock jumped out of there with so much force that it hit my face. I was already boiling with heat. I put it in my mouth and started sucking with all my might. While holding his balls with one hand and pushing her booty towards me with the other, making me want to kiss her. I felt my nipples extremely hard, my skin ultra sensitive, my underwear soaked, my mind on vacation. I pushed him onto the couch and kept sucking his cock with so much desire, eager to climb on top of my little brother. When suddenly I feel a bitter taste in my mouth and someone grabs my head. Obviously I took it all. I separated from him, looked at him and all the regret fell on me like a yunk. Without saying anything, she cleaned her mouth with her hand, I got up and went to my room. More confused and repentant than I had ever been. Repentant and hot.