This story is a twist on another I wrote with quite a bit more detail this time. It features a sissy, prostate play, cei, brother/sister incest, and throws in a slight dose of cbt. Overall, still a loving story of two finding their soulmate, they just didn't expect to find it in the family.
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I have two siblings, both sisters, and while one is only 3 years younger than I am my youngest sister and I are separated by almost 12 years. We joke that my parents didn't mean to have another child, but just kind of happened. Yet even with the age the baby of the family and I are incredibly close. It is likely due to the fact we grew up so many years apart, including her being seven when I left for college, that we never had a sibling rivalry or fought, and me often being the baby sitter it allowed us to form a tight bond. This was especially true as she navigated high school and would talk to me about anything and everything. With me as her confidant it was no surprise to my family when her number one choice for college was the major university I taught at or that after she got in I quickly agreed that she could just stay with me in my ranch style house I just bought.
A little about me, at almost 30 I am currently without a serious girl friend. While I am rated at 4.5 out of 5 hot peppers on rate my professor I still had not found the one yet. My college is known for our med school as much as we are as a party school which attracts both some brilliant and jaw dropping attractive ladies. That leaves me with plenty of smart bombshell ladies that take my classes. This includes a few each semester that I enjoy the very low cut blouse they wear to class while being slightly bent forward over the desk. There is usually one or two at times that will also sit in the front row wearing a very short tight skirt and do a very slow drawn out uncrossing of their legs to ensure I see the material and color of the panties they are wearing! While I could ravish these ladies every day in my office I love my job and will not risk it to sleep with one of my students no matter how unbelievably tempting they make it. Though that does not mean that I don't let them know they have gotten to me, especially when I am repeatedly shown some very sexy panties. When this happens I will stand directly in front of their desk and while a bit uncomfortable I will let them watch a little of my growing bulge as I think about what they have been showing me all class. Then I return back behind the lectern to make direct eye contact and smile with them again. No sense not letting them know I am both a very hot professor and also well endowed. I love that I start to see their hard nipples poking through their blouse and the next time they uncross their legs I can see a clear glisten has formed. This tells me I am not the only one that will need to relieve themselves very shortly after classes end for the day.
While being well endowed and attractive might make you wonder what is wrong with me and why I haven't found the "one" so I will share that it is two fold. As I have continued to get older the people around me stay the same age. It is very hard to meet someone in a college town that is not already married or is not an undergrad. I have dated a few brilliant and gorgeous grad students in other programs from the one I teach in, but none quite right yet. To the quite right yet, much of that comes from a lack of being able to keep up with my sexual appetite.
By far my love language is physical touch and I do enjoy curling up on the couch and holding hands; however, I love sex, really love it, from missionary to the kinkiest of fetishes I want to explore it all. As an example, one of my favorites is prostate play. I love my tight back side stretched by multiple fingers with a come here motion lifting me to new heights. I had an ex that introduced me to this in college and could make me erupt just by fingering me. It was amazing to say the least! It has been hit or miss since then if my partners are willing to try doing it with me, with none making me cum without myself or them stroking my hard cock as well. On the more extreme fetish, I have not been able to find the right person to share how hot it gets me to slip into a silk or lace thong and pound my ass with a dildo while I listen to a sexy mistress talk about pegging me with their strap on. I like to get it wet for them by gagging on it a bit and even like when they go a step further to slight sissy humiliation, nothing too demeaning just light fun, and add in cei where they "force" me to clean myself up using my tongue. It is so hot to me to give up the dominate role and give control to my partner.
With both of these I have had such mixed success in relationships with all ending. Some think I only want them for sex, others think I am far too kinky with what I do share, and I have had a couple when anal play came up decide I am suppressing being gay and should be okay with who I am. Mind you, I am very much happy with who I am and am not gay. With the pegging and slight sissy porn I really like I would probably get into the love of my life "forcing" me bi every now and again if they would really get off by watching me, but I love breasts, love sucking on their nipples, and I love the look, taste, and smell of pussy with my absolute favorite thing to do is to go down on my sexy lady. Giving up the dominate male role is about my eventual pleasure, but so much more so about my partners pleasure, excitement and satisfaction.
Enough about me for the moment, while I am still looking for the one I was so excited to have my sister move in with me. Beyond how well we got along it didn't hurt that she was by and far a 10. She worked out just enough to have the perfect size and toned ass and waist, perky c-cup breasts, long black hair that looked as good styled, in a messy bun, or in a pony tail, these incredible Hershey kiss eyes, and full sexy lips with a perfectly cute nose. She was also brilliant and was set to ace through the pre med program she wanted to pursue. All in all she was the total package.