“You already know how close we all are,” Eleanor began. “One night, Julian and I were talking… and suddenly, he confessed his feelings. He said he saw me as more than just a sister. It was so sudden… so intense.”
“I was… overwhelmed,” she admitted. “I also felt this pull toward him. And then… we kissed.”
Eva’s eyes widened, her voice rising with a mix of disbelief and anger. “But how… how could this even happen? You could have become intimate, sure, but you should at least have the sanity not to let him… you know…”
Her words trailed off, her cheeks flushed as the weight of the situation pressed down on her.
“Well,” Eleanor voice was barely above a whisper as a sly smile tugged at her lips, “he was certainly blessed in ways I never imagined.”
Eva furrowed her brow struggling to understand. “What do you mean, ‘blessed’?” she asked.
Eleanor looked away as a faint blush colored her cheeks. She bit her lip, then whispered, “You know… what I mean.”
Eva’s eyes grew even wider. A blush crept up her neck, painting her cheeks a soft pink. She couldn’t believe the words were being said aloud.
“You mean… his… Julian’s…,” she stuttered, unable to fully form the question.
Eleanor nodded, her gaze fixed on the ground. “Yes,” she replied softly. “It was… beyond anything I had imagined.”
Eva’s mind raced and before she could stop herself, the words escaped her lips: “How… big was it?”
Eleanor smirked, her gaze narrowing as she caught the hesitation in Eva’s eyes. She couldn’t help but let out a light, teasing laugh.
“Now you’re interested, aren’t you?” she teased. “Seems like you’re eager to know more than you would like to admit.”
Eva’s face flushed deep shade of red. “No, no,” she protested, as if she could somehow take back the question.
“I was just asking.” She tried to sound casual, but the tremor in her voice betrayed the curiosity she was desperately trying to hide.
Eleanor leaned in slightly, pretending to act embarrassed. “Very,” she said with a low whisper. She leaned in a little closer, as though sharing a secret. “You can’t imagine how big.”
Eva felt her cheeks burn as she realized she had fallen right into Eleanor’s trap. But she couldn’t help the curiosity that had been piqued. “Was it… really that big?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eleanor nodded, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. “It was more than I could handle,” she confessed. “He filled me completely, and it was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.”
Despite the wrongness of it all, Eva couldn’t deny the thrill of hearing such a taboo admission. Her curiosity grew, and she found herself leaning closer to Eleanor, eager to hear more.
“How did it feel?” she whispered.
Eleanor’s voice grew softer. “It felt… so good,” she confessed, her eyes glazing over with the memory of Julian’s cock inside her. “Every time he thrust, it was as if I was being filled with something… powerful. It was painful, but in a way that made me want more.”
Eva’s eyes darkened with curiosity, her breath quickening as Eleanor’s words sank in. She couldn’t quite process it, but the way Eleanor spoke made it feel as if she was right there, caught in the moment. Every word seemed to pull her deeper into the story.
“And then… what happened?” she asked.
“Before I knew it,” Eleanor’s voice dropped to a seductive murmur, “my legs were around Julian’s waist, and all I could think about was him. His strength, his power… it consumed me.”
She closed her eyes for a moment, relishing the memory. “He took me, hard and fast, and I felt him… growing inside me, stretching me until I couldn’t take it anymore.”
In Eleanor’s mind, a wicked sense of victory washed over her. She could feel Eva sinking deeper into the story, drawn in by her every word.
This is working, she thought as a dark smile tugged at the corners of her lips. You’re falling deeper into my abyss, sister.
“And then, as he pulled out,” Eleanor continued “I couldn’t look away. It was… messy, but somehow beautiful in its own way.”
The way he left me, filled and empty all at once… I couldn’t stop staring, the rawness of it only making me crave more.”
Eva’s eyes widened in horror and fascination. “What did you do?”
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Eleanor paused for a moment, her eyes gleaming with a hint of pride. “I cleaned him up,” she said simply, watching the shock spread across Eva’s face. “With my mouth.”
Eva stared at her in disbelief, unable to comprehend the perverse act she had just described. No way, she thought.
“You… you can’t be serious,” she whispered, her voice barely above a gasp.
Eleanor’s smile grew wide. “Oh, but I am,” she said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. “And it was… incredible. I could hardly take all of him in my mouth”
Her words painted a picture so vivid that Eva could almost feel the heat of Julian’s body.
“He grabbed my hair,” Eleanor murmured, her voice thick with lust, “and fucked my face. He was so dominant, so in control. Every movement, every thrust, left me helpless, but I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted to feel all of him.”
Eva swallowed hard, her pulse quickening as Eleanor’s words sank in. Her throat tightened, and a thought crossed her mind—Could I… could I take it too?
The question was unexpected, yet somehow tantalizing. She quickly brushed it away as a deep blush crept up her neck.
Eleanor whispered. “And when he finished,” she continued, “he pulled out, and it was… everywhere.”
Eva’s heart raced but she couldn’t look away. The image of her sister with Julian’s cum all over her face was burned into her mind. “You’re not joking?” she whispered.
Eleanor’s smile was a mix of pride and defiance. “No, I’m not,” she said. “It was part of the experience. He came all over me, and I… I liked it.”