Page 6 of Sinning for Sienna


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As I pulled back, I boldly swirled my tongue over his tip, and he shuddered. Looking up at him, I could see the heat still simmering in his gaze, and I hoped with all my heart that there were many more punishments to come. I’ll pray for it if I had too, now matter how wrong it was.

Chapter4

Adam

Sometimes, I felt like I lived a double life. My parents had a lot of expectations of me. How I should act? What grades I should get? The kind of girl I should marry someday soon–the strongly religious type that would pop out a couple of kids and wear a smile in the church pew every Sunday.

I’d always hated their lifestyle. When I was a teenager, I’d rebelled against it, but I quickly realized that my mother could be a real bitch sometimes, and it was tough to live with my father’s constant disapproval.

It was easier to go along with what they wanted from me while I was still living under their roof. But that didn’t mean I really lived the righteous life that they believed I was so devoted to. I was just good at hiding the truth.

The truth was that I could be one kinky son of a bitch when I wanted to.

It all started with a porn obsession. I found ways around the blocks on the internet and absorbed everything I could get my hands on as early as middle school. From there, I started experimenting with kinks. I’d had boyfriends of girlfriends over the years, and I’d never shied away from getting a little wild. Nothing was off-limits for me.

Pegging?

Yes.

Golden showers?

Yes.

Non-con roleplay?

Hell yes.

Lately, I’d been obsessed with a specific porn. I couldn’t get enough of it. It was incest porn.

I loved to watch it, but I hadn’t had the chance to actually make it happen in real life, as I did with so many of my other carnal interests.

College and my part-time job kept me busy, but every time I was home at the same time as Sienna, my imagination ran wild. I couldn’t help imagining fucking my sister. What would she look like riding my cock? How shocked would she be when I insisted she peg me with a strap-on? How would her sweet pussy taste?

I was sure that she was innocent. She was the perfect daughter for our strict parents, and I was pretty sure that she wasn’t faking it like I was.

So, I couldn’t dare cross that line and try something. There was no way that it would be well-received. But then, I came home from school one day, expecting an empty house. I was usually the only one home on Wednesday afternoons since I didn’t have any classes. I liked to use the time watching porn and stroking myself until I came with my sister’s name on my lips.

But as I reached the top of the stairs, I saw the most shocking thing I could imagine. My sister was on the floor, kneeling in front of our father as he fucked her face.

I slipped to the side, keeping most of my body out of sight next to an alcove with a built-in bookshelf right next to the landing. But I couldn’t resist peaking out, watching with wide eyes as my father forced his erection into her mouth repeatedly. His dirty talk made my cock grow rigid in my pants. I pulled it out, squeezing hard enough to almost hurt just how I liked it. I pumped my cock as I watched the blow job. This live show was even better than my favorite incest porn.

But I wasn’t just watching Sienna and imagining fucking her. My eyes kept trailing to our father. He was a good-looking man. We shared the same brown eyes and brown hair, though he was turning white around his temples. If anything, that made him more handsome, adding a distinguished quality to his appearance.

I couldn’t help wishing that he’d remove his shirt. I was sure that he was all lean muscle under that, and I wanted to see it.

In the end, it didn’t matter. As he told Sienna he was about to come and demanded that she swallow it all, I felt my balls tighten. I bit my lip so hard that it bled, and the sharp pain pushed me right over the edge. I pulled off my shirt and shot my load into it, not wanting to leave a mess here in the hallway that I’d have to answer for when my mother found it.

I struggled to catch my breath after I came, leaning back against the wall with a grin stretching across my face.

Even though I just orgasmed, I couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel to have Sienna deepthroat me. Then, I thought about how it would feel to show my father my own skills. I’d been told more than once that I had quite the talented mouth.

I was jealous of both of them, wanting to be on the givingandreceiving end of some mind-blowing oral sex. I wanted to play with them both. But I sensed that this wasn’t the time, so I tucked my hard cock back into my pants and silently went back downstairs.

Now that I knew what a little whore Sienna was, I was going to find a time to take full advantage of it. I could hardly wait.

Chapter5

Sienna

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