My Past Stories

9. Succeeded

(The story this time is a little vulgar. Please allow those under the age of 18 not to read it..🙏🙏)

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Dillah flipped over my body and looked at me from the face down. I just held my head in shame because of what he did.

"Des." He grabbed my chin and lifted it to make me see it. "Can ?"

I paused for a moment and nodded my head. Slowly Dillah held my nape and brought her face closer to me. He kissed my forehead, then he kissed my lips.

"So big brother ask this can't you ?" Ask again while pointing at my chest. I quickly crossed his arms in the chest.he chuckled at my panicked face.

"So don't want Des." I lowered my hand slowly.

"Sesi shy sister." Lirihku. "Do not be ashamed, Desi we are now a sister's wife."

"Fear." Lirihku again. Dillah chuckled at hearing it. Then he hugged me tightly. "So don't just ask for the top ga the bottom ko. At least hold on a little !"

(blush))

It felt more and more awkward to hear his words just now. The shame that I felt so much and the fear, the fear that it would break down my defenses. I swear, I still do not want to give that right to him, even though now I have been legitimate and very legitimate for him.

Indeed, as long as we were in a relationship and Dillah always came to visit, he never did anything to me. Just ask to be hugged on the bike, and hold my hand while we're together. Sometimes he stroked my head, giving me his affection.

"Can you ?" Ask again when I let go of her embrace and looked back at my face. I just nodded in agreement, because I did not want to be said to be disobedient to my husband for refusing his request.

He began to draw his face closer and kissed my lips for a long time. One of his hands held my nape and one of them began to open one by one the buttons of my shirt. Unfortunately I don't wear a tangtop because I wear a plain black shirt, so when all the buttons on my shirt were open, all two of my twin mountains were very real and just wrapped in the pink bra I was wearing.

"Mppttt..."

It was the only sound that was heard when Dillah played her index finger that began to go down every inch of my upper body. Then he took off his pagutan and put his forehead on my forehead. I adjusted my breath that was panting because of his actions.

"The mouth is opened dear !" He said to me that I thought was too vulgar.

Slowly Dillah took hold of my shoulders and led me to lie down. Now my position is below it. Dillah started to play her hand on my shoulder and stroked her slowly as she kissed her occasionally. No, he not only kissed my shoulder, but bit and left a trail of redness there.

"Sister." I called him. "Don't be afraid, baby. Won't do anything !" His mouth convinced me.

I don't know since when my hands have been hanging around Dillah's neck. But clearly, Dillah is the culprit. And now, he has managed to make my blood boil and flow very quickly to feel the warm touches he gives from his hands and lips. He continued to play on my neck and shoulder area before he finally lowered his hands on both of my twin support groups that were still tightly closed.

He pulled my body a little slanted, and with one hand he tried to open the back hook of my bra. With a little effort he was finally able to open it and immediately throw it in any direction. I, who was still feeling ashamed, was about to close my twin mountains with my hands. But soon Dillah pulled back my hand and draped it around her neck again. He began to kiss the top of my chest slowly and more and more down. I fizzed and then closed my mouth tightly by biting my lower lip.

"Sister." Call me in a very heavy voice, wanting to sigh but stifled. Dillah stopped him for a moment and turned to devour my lips while continuing to play his hands around on my twin mountains.

O Allah. Does Desi have to give birth to Desi's virginity now same brother Dillah ? I asked inwardly while continuing to enjoy what Dillah did to me.

"Des, can ya ?" Again he asked me in a stammered voice and hugged my body in a position still overriding me.

"Sesi scared sister !" My answer is still like that. "Don't be afraid Des. I swear, I can't stand it !" Whining for me.

"But slow down. Kan said sick brother if the first time, he also said must be out of blood !" I answered very innocently who had heard the story of another person who had done the first night with her husband.

Dillah changed her position with a slightly surprised look on her face. HOW COULD DESI KNOW ? Maybe that's what he thought.

"Silver promise will slow down. Desi favors, it won't hurt dear." I nodded in agreement.

Dillah smiled winning as I nodded. And immediately he took off his clothes and now he really does not use a thread. Then he also stripped me of my body that the top was already wearing nothing.

He pushed me back and played with my top. I held my breath and bit my lower lip. "Seek off !" Her speech.

"Ohhhh..."

Dillah smiled more and more happily when she heard the moans coming out of my mouth. He turned one hand to play my sensitive area. I was increasingly unable to hold myself back and moans for the sake of moans came out rhythmically from my mouth.

Now it's time for Dillah to stick her sword inside me. I pioneered a bit of pain and held back his chest while saying while grimacing. "Sick brother." But Dillah seemed not to care that he was still trying to push his sword into my body.

A few minutes with myself who always held Dillah to stop him because it hurt so much, he finally could also break my defense. I let out my tears when I couldn't bear the pain. The pain in my body also hurts in my heart. It feels right to still not sincerely give it to Dillah, even though now she already fully owns me.

Mother father. Sorry Desi ! My mind again felt very sorry, like committing adultery.

After a struggle that almost took an hour, Dillah completed her ritual and lay down next to me while adjusting her breathing. I removed the remains of my tears that were still wet on my cheeks.

Dillah get up and sit down. He saw the bloodstains that are now a painting on a mattress that is a silent witness to the actions of the two of us.

"Dec. Bloody !" Her words scared me.

"Sister." My heart was so scared and almost crying again I tried to get up, but it was so hard because now my whole body was in so much pain. But Dillah helped me and I can now sit next to Dillah

I was so surprised by the view from the base of my thigh, fresh blood looked so much on the white sheets. I immediately pulled out the blanket and covered the blood patch as well as covered myself.