I Betrayed Her

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I feel a great level of guilt about my actions in this story, however I enjoyed myself in the moment. I hope that by sharing this story it may save a family. I would like to apologize to any young women who trusted an older more mature family friend and was betrayed by them.

When I was younger my family was very close to another family in our church. My grandparents had 6 kids and 31 grandkids, I am the middle one, the special one. There is a 12 year gap between me and the other 15 younger grand kids, so I became known as baby, by my family. Grandpa Benson had 9 kids by 3 women. His first 2 wives died and his 3rd new very young wife was the talk of the church. They had 3 girls together and the youngest one was like a sister to me, but she was 12 years younger than me. I remember holding her the first time as a child. I watched her grow up into a tom boy, even taught her how to play football.

I was now 31 years old and she was 19, a gorgeous black young woman. She was no longer little D as we once called her, she had evolved into DD. A 6ft tall 167lbs perfectly toned young woman. She had hair down past her shoulders, green contacts that contrasted with her dark brown skin, and model features. She was strong and physically fit, but you could not mistake her feminine aura. It was also impressive to see a woman that thin with natural DD cup breast.

Her family was having problems, her mother was having an affair with a man from the church, while her father suffered through countless health problems. Her two older sisters were on drugs and most of the other children did not get along. They had conflict with each other because they were from different mothers. This family was broken in more ways than one.

DD was attending college in Florida and one day I got a call from my aunt Jessica. She was very close to me in age and was always more like a sister. She had left me a message asking me to call her, it was important. I feared the worst at first, I made sure I was in private when I called her.

“Hello auntie, I got your message…is all well,” I tried not to be to negative but I was bracing myself for what she might say.

“Baby boy I am so glad to hear from you…you act like you cannot call us simple folks back home since you have gotten promoted and all,” she was excited to talk to me and I always loved her country twang in her voice.

“You know I am never to big for my family…I love you all, but life can move so fast you know,”

She laughed with me and then began to express what was heavy on her heart, “You know the Benson family is not doing to well…Grandpa Benson is in the hospital, he had a second stroke…the sisters are in jail again…and DD is missing.”

I was shocked, “What canlı bahis did you say…where was she last seen?”

My auntie explained, “She went down to Florida to attend college, but she withdrew from her classes a month ago and no one has heard from her because her phone was disconnected…we were wondering if you would go check on her?”

Quickly I responded, “I will give me the address.”

My aunt shared some other family gossip with me and then I was off to find DD. The address was only 200 miles from me and I was determine to get there. While I was driving many great memories went through my mind, also I prepared myself for the horror and reality of what I could find. Either way I had to know, and upon reaching the exit horror quickly set in. This was not the best part of town and I was not familiar with Miami. The directions that I had retrieved from the internet were accurate and quickly I was parking my car in front of her apartment building.

I walked past a homeless man, stepped over some trash and then entered the building. Half of the lights were out in the hall way, and the stairs smelled like urine. I could not believe that my DD would live in a place like this. I knocked on the door and she opened it to my surprise. I was pleased to see her but quickly the big brother in me came out, “You don’t ask who it is before you open the door.”

She smiled and hugged me, at that moment nothing else mattered to me. We were both overcome with emotion. She had tears in her eyes and a cracking voice when she spoke, “Please take me from here…help me…I need help.”

I took her by the hand and I escorted her to my car. I opened the door and put her in with such care and love. I even put her seat belt on for her. I drove off and we never looked back. On the way home she confessed that she had a gambling problem and was hiding. She was in for $18,000 and with interest it grew every day. She had fears that they would have her prostituting if she would not make the payments. She had 30 days to pay up or life would start to drastically change for her. This is why she had left school and had no contact with her family. She was embarrassed and also afraid for their safety.

When we reached my house she showered got cleaned up and put on a pair of my shorts and a sweat shirt. We ate and I knew that I could help her, so I made an offer, “I can give you the money… and you can enroll in night school here…get you life back on track.”

She was emotional and thanked me, hugged me, and that night I held on to DD as a big brother comforting his little sister. I helped her as I agreed, got her new clothes, enrolled in school, helped her find a job, it was all going well. We had even started to attend bahis siteleri church again and she was singing in the choir. Then one night I crossed the line and betrayed her and my family.

We were watching a football game and she asked me a very odd question. “Do football players wear underwear, or are they naked under those tight pants?”

I was laughing but when I looked at her I could see she was serious. I responded in a weird inquisitive way, “All guys are different, some wear jocks some wear girdles, and other wear spandex shorts, why do you ask?”

“I just wanted to know,” she innocently said.

I blew it off and started to watch the game and a few plays later she asked me another question, “Which did you wear?”

I was uncomfortable with the question, so with hesitation in my voice I answered, “I had to wear the jock.”

I should have known better than to say that because it sparked the rest of that nights events. First we talked about football equipment and what the looker room environment was like. Then we talked about dumb things like who took showers first the offense or the defense. After about a half hour of talking I glanced over at DD and I could see the lust in her eyes. Her hands were in her shorts and she was squeezing her knees together. I was floored but seeing her like that hurt me, she was like a sister to me. What should I do, what could I do, she was a grown woman right? But not in my house I had to stop her right.

I was trying to be a good big brother and family friend so I acted like it “Control yourself young lady before I,”

“UMMM I love the sound of your voice,” she moaned.

Nothing that I had even been taught had ever prepared me for this moment, what do I do? So I did what I felt I should do, I walked over to her and snatched her hand out of her shorts and shouted, “You stop that before I spank you, I am going to tell!”

She laughed at me and stood up and took off all of her clothes. She stood there naked, so beautiful and seductive, “Come spank me then.”

She then bent over and smacked her butt checks. My body was starting to react, and I did not know what to do. I had not been sexually active in the past year since my wife filed for divorce. She stood there and I walked over toward her, pealing my clothes off with each step. I got behind her and began to spank her with my semi hard dick. With each smack I got harder and she was enjoying it. The atmosphere in the room was thick with sexual energy. I would spank her while she fingered herself, her moans were like a hypnotic music to my ears and her body was so beautiful. Her dark brown skin was soft and radiant.

She began to squeeze her legs together and then she let a long deep bahis şirketleri moan, she had cum and was happy. She collapsed on the sofa and started to catch her breath, but I wanted more. Something was wrong with me, I became an animal and jumped on her. I was all over her breast sucking and playing with each brown nipple. Squeezing and sucking them like my life depended on it. My hands were all over her body between her legs and on her ass. I would not kiss her, I did not want to feel emotions and a deep romantic connection this was going to be a fuck session. I planned to dick her down with every inch I had and fuck her raw till she begged me to stop, or passed out.

I put both of her legs over my shoulders and began to find my way inside of her. It did not take long for my cock head to find its way into her. I looked at her face and watched her eyes open widely and she gasped for air when she felt that fist thrust. With each push I got deeper and deeper and I could feel her trying to adjust as I penetrated her. I pushed her feet toward her head and started to fiercely grind on her insides. I wanted to burry my dick in her and I did not care how I did it. My thrust were violent, punishing her pussy, my dick was so hard it felt like my skin was stretching.

I wanted more and I stood up to look at her and her body had been consumed, she was pleased but not I. Ladies you understand that a great fuck can quickly turn into a bad fuck when a man fucks to long. Her eyes opened and she smiled at me. I grabbed a hand full of hair and snatched her face up to my dick. Her scream made her mouth open and I assisted her in moving her head on my dick. She was gagging and trying to say something but I did not care. Her eyes were watering up but then I noticed that she started to suck on her own.

She was a freak and I was going to take full advantage of this nice piece of ass that was before me. I made her get up and I laid down. She got in the reverse cowgirl position and lowered herself down on me. I waited as she would squeeze her legs together and ride me slowly. I wanted more, I started to buck like a bull and soon I could hear her soft long sensuous moans turn into grunts and groans. I was ready to cum when I felt her pussy walls tighten around me and then she stopped. I did not let her enjoy herself I raised my hips and pushed more of me into her.

She fell off of me, and with no hesitation I mounted her like a dog from the back. I gave her my best, pumping her like a sex starved animal. Then it was time, I pulled out of her and she faintly moaned, “Cum on my breast baby,” as she rolled over.

She started to play with her breast and I was jerking. I shot cum everywhere, on her breast, stomach, chin, even in her hair. Damn that felt good, I enjoyed it. I looked at her there on the sofa and was pleased with our work. I wanted to start all over again, when the phone rang. Send me feed back on who you think it was, what happened next will shock you.

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