Paroxysm of lust
December 2, 2023 at 4:55 PM
It was gloomy February day and the snow was falling mercilessly. Everything went shitty at school, because the language teacher, an old hag, slapped Pasha with crappy F-mark, thereby ruining his mood for the rest of the day. Like an unsure of himself melancholic 'dead inside guy' with low self-esteem, he was so upset on the way home from school that Pasha even forgot to say goodbye to his old and loyal friend, with whom Pasha had valiantly passed all ten classes so far, and disappointed him immediately went home. Tired to the limit and not starting to do his homework, Pasha first had a snack with pasta and coffee and went for a walk in the woods, which he liked to do in his free days from lessons (especially at weekends). Crossing the Fairy Tales Alley with figures of fabulous creatures carved for children and turning onto the ecological path, he went deep into the forest. After leaving the eco-trail, Pasha went to the edge of the forest where the river flowed. A shoal of young ducks, accompanied by gray drakes, swam in its dirty waters. He sat down on a lonely bench and looked at the medical hospital building hiding behind tall reeds. It was as if it looked like a huge bastion or some kind of citadel straight from an antiquity of old times. In general, Pasha was the closed person and loved solitude very much finding himself in harmony with his internal world first of all and nature in particular. Alone in the open air, Pasha was given a great opportunity to free his mind from various delusional and bad thoughts that sometimes swarmed in his head like a stupid ants in an orderly anthill, to philosophize about being or just quietly and peacefully take a break from the hustle and bustle of life, going into himself. And Pasha walked, despite the weather, not even caring about the relentlessly pounding snow.
After meditating properly, he made his way home, where Pasha started reading the works of Ovid and Catullus, which he really liked to do at his leisure, having fun with both entertaining readship and tasteless reading. In literary terms, Pasha was the omnivore, and also wrote various poems of various kinds myself — from soppy love lyrics to serious satirical pamphlets on the malice of the day. Despite the humanitarian nature of his mind, Pasha also had a technical mindset, being the fairly versatile person. And if the kind readers would come to his house, they would surely meet there not only fiction, but also philosophical works with reference books on psychology, economics, sociology, history, geography and social humanitary sciences, as well as various books of mixed analytical nature on physics, chemistry, biology and robotics, even applied textbooks with musical notes are like a whole library of some kind — just take it and use it! Despite the presence of the aforementioned music textbook in the bookcase, Pasha’s family never had and never had any piano or grand piano at home, and only the old harp was present, on which Masha played.
After reading for bedtime (because he often slept during the day due to increased fatigue caused by intensive study), Pasha got bored because there was no one to talk to: his parents had gone on a business trip for a day or two, and sister Masha was at rehearsal. Therefore, Pasha wrapped himself in the sheet and lay down to sleep, or at least take a little nap in splendid solitude…
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Suddenly Pasha woke up because he felt someone messing around in his legs. Having fully regained consciousness, Pasha was stunned and even speechless from the realization of all the frightmare that had gripped him. On the bed at his feet, his stepsister Ulyana is sitting on her knees facing Pasha in the maid costume! But that is the least of it. Pasha’s pants were taken off altogether along with his underpants! And she was holding a thin long ribbon in her right hand, the end of which was tied around his dick, and Ulyana was caressing herself with her left hand, groaning and moaning with contentment! 'Oh, hi, bro! You’re awake, darling! Did you miss me, perhaps? How do you like me?' she said tenderly. 'U-Ulyana… what are you doing?' perplexed and affected Pasha asked. 'I just got back from rehearsal and saw how soundly you were sleeping! I thought you had a bad day today, you were sad, and I just have to cheer you up!' 'But w-why… are you wearing… this suit???' 'Ah!' Ulyana negligently didn’t heed. 'Because I portrayed a maid playing a string for her master! You won’t believe who he was! It was Mishka!' What? Is her boyfriend also engaged in this? Pasha knew Ulyana is very playful and loveful by nature. Throughout high school, she changed boyfriends all the time! But she has had a relationship with someone named Mikhan who was in her power after her stepsister Masha for two or three years (or maybe even more). 'Pashulenka, little brother, I wish to confess to you warmly!' the stepsister spoke artistically (although she was not his own sister, she still liked to call Pavel that). 'It was love at first sight, starting from the moment when your parents brought you from the maternity! I realized that I would love you more than anyone in this world! You grew, developed, got stronger, and I fell in love with you more and more, as if feeling in advance that it would still be a connection between us much closer and deeper than banal brotherly-sisterly love! Sometimes I couldn’t just hold back anymore — I looked at you sleeping and satisfied myself! And one day, when it was absolutely unbearable (then we were at summer camp), I took off my wet panties, sat with the cherished place on your face and squirted into your mouth, which was slightly open in a dream! Feeling night boner of brother (‘which was very powerful, by the way’ she added with smile) I lightly rubbed my booty against your manhood and went to bed…' What the heck? So that’s what it was on the night of his fifteenth birthday! But Pasha thought he just forgot to wash off the toothpaste, dimwit!! Bloody awesome present, darn it! Nothing to say… Anyway, Pasha somehow caught his stepsister by surprise. To put it more precisely, not that he caught her, but rather Pasha peeked at Ulyana through the door crack while she was washing in the bathroom… But it happened about five years ago, Pasha don’t remember exactly, he was still a small schoolboy at that time, and young buck had no sexual interest. But now… 'That’s it!' Ulyana uttered definitely distinctly. 'I can’t wait any longer! I want you right here and now! Oh Pasha! Let me give you extraordinary fabulous favors that only a truly loving sister can present! And answer me with mutual love, please you ' Pasha wanted to say everything that had accumulated in his soul for all these last crucial couple of minutes of life, but Ulyana said, plugging his mouth with her finger: 'Sssh! Calm down, my dear! Excuses are not accepted! I must taste your fruits, and you have to feel me completely…' Without saying another word, she grabbed his dick with her elegant playful hands with delicate smooth skin, in which ones a few seconds it came to life in her palms, straightened up like a soldier at the command 'attention!' and mounted like a rigid wedge. Wasting no time, she began to make sliding and repeating curves up and down in these graceful simplicity. It was for this reason that he huddled like an animal in a cage, swollen with aroused flesh. 'Ough! You already have yours so hard and rigid! It’s stronger than hardened steel!' Ulyana spoke contentedly, sometimes with an important look massaging tenderly Pasha’s large balls, sometimes with a businesslike look rubbing carefully the wet skin, which bared the puffy dickhead is pinkish-red from the grand amount of blood poured into it. From that moment until the end of first love act with his stepsister, Pasha was haunted by some weird feeling. He was getting high at the same time from an excess of 'happiness hormones', endorphins and dopamines, but at the same time he felt as if after using heavy drugs (moreover, muscle weakness of sleepiness and a little confused consciousness also made themselves felt). Of course, all this was just psychosomatic thing and a sample of the first experience, so to speak. It goes without saying to be Pasha's first time… And why, of all the girls in this world, fate has prepared for him to lose his virginity with the stepsister?.. 'What the way your sussy cock twitches when I run my fingernail along the shaft!' she was saying giggly with cunning arch smile. 'He’s really eager to fight! Are you ready to squirt, aren’t you, my honey?' 'You’re driving me nuts!' overexcited guy stated watching anxiously the limpidly colorless fluid which was discharging from the gaping orifice smearing gradually the glans and the foreskin. 'Hush, my sweety!' Ulyana put her finger to my lips. 'Not a word more, kitty! I know better than anyone what you need now, my lustful voluptuous sissy pixie!' He didn’t even know what she was talking about. Suddenly, Ulyana stopped pleasuring Pasha with her hands and began to pull back and forth the zipper-fastener on the neck of her beautiful dress. The stepsister was clearly teasing her stepbrother watching with what genuine curiosity he was peering at a very interesting place that her dress hid. 'Do you want me to unbutton it?' she asked lasciviously in lewd manner. 'You want to see me all over, don’t you? Isn’t it?' 'Ulyanushka… I’m begging you… no need…' Pasha groaned feebly, but his inner demon was fiercely tempting him to say exactly the opposite things. 'I’ll going to do it anyway! Are you really so silly and naive that you think I’m just going to give up now? Indeed, not so, I’ll give myself to you! But before that…' With these words, she apparently decided to 'rein in' him and, as a sign of superiority over Pasha, pulled the string, which made his dick ache a little and his balls shrank. 'Have you read 'Venus in Furs' by Sacher-Masoch?' Ulyana asked and, as if nothing had happened, she continued, having received an affirmative answer. 'It seems to me that this text now perfectly coincides with reality…' 'Ulenka… sweetheart… Can you… p-please… loosen… the bonds a little?.. Because… my glans is tight…' Pasha uttered, blushing deeply with shame. Having done this, she abruptly tore off his favourite shirt, casually throwing it aside and leaving herself 'au naturel', and began to pull off her own poofy dress… 'Wait… What how… are we going… to do this without a rubber…?' Pasha gave a hint of it in a shy manner. 'To hell with it!' Ulyana cooed sarcastically and caustically. 'Don’t stutter, dear brother! Life is too short to waste it in vain on all sorts of little things! It’s need to get high here and now!..' Having finally taken off her formal costume for performances, she was left only in the light satin housecoat with wide neckline, which even more clearly allowed him to see the temptingly attractive cleavage between her breasts. Pasha realized that she couldn’t be persuaded, and therefore, having given myself up to the boiling passions, he ordered her hoarsely: 'Come on, Ulyana, don’t delay, take off your clothes quicker!' 'Oh, you’ve already got a taste!' she muttered gloatingly and in the blink of an eye, Ulyana got rid of more and extra clothes staying completely naked. Eh… Actually, Pasha have never paid attention to girls (and to his stepsister even more so) until this very moment, and I didn’t gain fame among the opposite sex, being not interested in a love relationships, because he believed that such a thing poisons a cold-blooded mind and doesn’t allow him to live as before. But now Pasha just got carried away like that because for the first time in his so far short life he contemplated the naked girl so closely in all her glory in front of himself, who who longed for coition with him, and it was even madder to realize that this girl was his stepsister Ulyana! “Oh… She is really pretty after all! Such a truly cutie and extremely sexual hottie at the same time!” the young man thought and examined the girl: the slender but strong body; the pleasant face with the ruby fiery eyes, the chubby cheeks, the crimson lips curving into warm and affable smile, the well-proportioned little nose, the small eyebrow and the neat ears; the short coffee-colored creamy hair hung down over her sloping shoulders with the curled curls and exuding a wonderful aroma of aloe or other delicious remedies; the fine hands bended with gently skin; and just below me the most interesting thing was awaiting for him… In promisingly anticipative expectation to snuggle her breasts thoroughly, Pasha’s eyes happened to see the open and vast lovely cavity which was blushing with the cute crimson skin between her beautifully folded foots, to which Restif de la Bretonne himself would have given a laudatory ode. “She is not just a girl — she is a belle, a goddess! Salvador Dali could make still lifes cause she, and Michelangelo di Buonarotti could sculpt sculptures cause she! Any director in the world would agree to shoot her in his film even for a song, I’m sure!” And he was devouring this dazzling and seductive body with his eyes… By letting him admire her lovely and pretty fine womanish body in the nude style which bloomed beyond her years like a gorgeous mature flower to his heart’s content in plenty, Pasha’s beloved stepsis Ulyana bluntly clasp tightly his dick between her grand and buxom breasts, tickling nicely guy’s testicles with the warm flesh of her nipples, started to suck it avidly, like a starving dog licks a bone, he didn’t have time to blink an eye. Joking apart — young man’s dick in her hands and among sister’s tits was more like someone’s favourite toy! And it was strange to see an adult respectable girl (almost a mature woman after all) doing such things. 'You know, Pasha, if you thought I’m a virgin, then you’re deeply mistaken! Deeply! The Fortune Fate has chosen Misha as this lucky one!!!' she notified him, finely relishing his dick with the internal folds of the cheeks nonstop. 'He allowed me to stuck his weenie through the strings and play my favourite harp which is in our theater college!' Ah, he wasn’t even particularly surprised at that. Especially considering her character, taking into account the stormy and exuberant passionate temper… After waiting for her to walk her rough tongue over the skin of the scrotum, Pasha sticked his dick in Ulyana even deeper, making her moan charmingly in the magnificent chest voice, raising the girl’s low-pitched voice to the upper tones. Enjoying the way his instrument rubs against the walls of her larynx and her teeth bites Pasha’s balls insignificantly, he started stroking Ulyana’s head, ruffling the fragile hair. Suddenly Ulyana freed him from oral pleasures and gave Pasha caresses by her breast. Such a pleasure it was to slide between those flexible and soft big breasts! In parallel, she told him about a lot of things — about himself, about herself, about her boyfriends, about theater college, about the past, about this and that, etc. Based on these statements, Pasha easily concluded that she likes to cheer up her partners during sexual intercourse and domineeringly dominate them. When the pace became frenzied, Ulyana loosened her grip and, picturesquely crawling to the waist, deprived Pasha of his virginity for real. Her womb which was drinking from a cup of solipsism and lechery received the stepbrother unusually favorably. At the same time, Ulyana didn’t stop making voluptuous groans for a minute and grabbed his sweaty hands as a support, giving her feminine fraction the unearthly bliss. 'Ah… Pasha… you’re so passionate… If you’re lucky… you can relax and… aaah!.. squeeze my plump breasts! Do you like boobs, don’t you, babe?' she asked having noted my brow-beating glare for her breasts that swayed with each plunge of his dick into the womb. Incandescent to the limit, Pasha could only heed her advice and embrace these ardent milkers as if they were filled with lead with my right hand and left hand, and feeling like their rightful master, he squeezed the bulging nipples with insane sadistic satisfaction, and then generally tasted the aroused female flesh. 'Not so much!' she cried. 'Otherwise I’ll get insane! No one of my boyfriends… ooooh… has ever been able… to love me like that!..' Apparently, suddenly something hit her head, and Ulyana ran headlong out of his room, not having time to bring the matter to ejaculation. Being enveloped in unspeakable lust, Pasha swiftly chased her across the apartment, growling menacingly and clutching the aroused instrument in his hand. As soon as he ran into Masha’s room, he was met by two halves of Ulyana’s butt. Having desired the girl even more, without further ado, maddened by a whirlwind of manic lust that had so suddenly descended on him, Pasha first plunged into right in the middle between the superb tempting fleshy buttocks. Committing an immoral and unnatural act with Ulyana, he took turns grabbing tight massive hips, spanking them well done, and sorting out the soft and mighty breasts of the stepsister in his hands… Ever after immoral tricks, time usually flies by unnoticed… And now seductively sweet in her magical nakedness Masha is lying next to him, meowing gently and turning his dick clockwise, bathing in fluid ejaculated semen. And Pasha, forgetting about everything in the world, stroked her body with sluggish gratification, and he even had a chance to give a wet ovation to the wonderful moist pulp of her organ, with the help of which she gave herself to her beloved stepbrother with such frenzy, like her stepsister Masha to her ex-boyfriend in the old, irrevocably gone time…
