FILTHY WET DIARIES (collections)

MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

Evelyn ;

I was so nervous about going to my sister's place for the holiday. Partly because my sister can be a control freak at times.

The main reason was her newly wed husband.

The man was an eye candy. He had this sexual aura around him that made ladies drool over him. I was not exempted. The way he looked at me also didn't help the situation.

I can't really tell if it's just in my head, but he looks at me like I'm some sort of meal, ready to be devoured. It always made my body react in very shameful ways.

My heart began beating fast unconsciously as I got close to their home.

"Evie!!!" My sister, Anna screamed as she saw me. Apparently, she was outside, waiting for me to arrive.

She hugged me tightly, asking about school and stuff as she guided me into the house, and there he was.

Marcus. He was at the kitchen counter, shirtless and sweating. He was barefooted. His chest glistened with sweat, his hair rough as though he had roughly ran his hands through them. I couldn't help but drool at him. His pants were on the lower part of his waist, the perfect V disappearing under the waistband, and the clearest, fattest outline of a half - hard cock I have ever seen in my life.

I quickly lifted my eyes to avoid being caught drooling, and when I did, he was staring at me. A mischievous sinful smirk on his lips as though he had caught me red handed. I gulped.

"Evelyn!! Welcome in"

"Hey Marcus"

"How's school? " He asked as his eyes wandered round my body. I noticed, and wondered if my sister did as well.

"Fine" I answered curtly not being able to say more as my body was already reacting under his gaze.

"Marcus is preparing dinner Evie, come, I'll show you to your room so you can freshen up and be down before he's done "

I quickly followed her upstairs to freshen up. After I was done I went downstairs dressed in my usual oversized top and panties.

I realized it was a bad decision by the time I saw Marcus. His eyes carefully scanned me slowly with a dark expression.

"Someone seems to be a big girl now"

I flushed not knowing what to reply. What did he even mean by that? I contemplated going to change and was about heading back upstairs when my sister came in. She had gone to get some drinks from the nearby store. "Are you ready for dinner Evie?Come, let's set the table".

"Sure" I said and went to help her out.

During dinner, they kept asking various questions about school and I answered all their questions like it was an interview.

My sister and I gossiped a little about some of our acquaintances after which I offered to do the dishes while she and Marcus headed upstairs to bed.

I was doing the dishes and didn't notice Marcus walk up to me at the counter. He stood behind me as he placed the cup he had used to drink in the dish and his bare chest brushed my back lightly. I felt the air leave my lungs instantly and I couldn't breathe for a few seconds.

"Need help Evelyn?," His voice was hoarse and low with something I couldn't quite describe.

It felt like he was asking to help relieve my aching p***sy, rather than with the dishes.

I shoke my head vigorously, not able to utter a word, for fear that I could beg him to fuck me, hard.

"Okay dear" He said as he patted my shoulder with his rough calloused hands and I felt my knees weaken instantly. I held on to the sink for support, not wanting to let him know how he affected me.

It's been a long time since I was laid out properly. I guess that's why my body was so sensitive. Or so I thought.

I heard his heavy footsteps climb the stairs up and he was gone in seconds.

I finished with the dishes and went straight up to my room.

I shut my door lock as I leaned against the wood, gasping for breath helplessly. The image of Marcus' bare upper body, the way he looked at me, his deep raspy voice.

My skin felt tight, my pulse between my legs felt hot.

I couldn't breathe right. I couldn't think.

I slowly slid down the door until I was sitting on the ground, and I spread my knees open. I quickly got out of my top and tossed it to the side, as my fingers reacted on their own. I shoved my hands into my panties, unsurprised and gasped at how slick I was. I slid two fingers through my folds yearning desperately to be relieved from the pressure.

I imagined Marcus' huge rough hands were on me, instead of mine. I imagined as his thick rough fingers slid into me, spreading me open, pushing deeper, curling just at the right place while he watched my face with that smug devilish confident grin of his.

The second I touched my clit, I had to bite down on my lips to keep myself quiet, but a whimper slipped out anyway. My legs shook.

I began circling my clit moving slow at first, then I went faster, my hips rocking upwards into my own hand. I imagined him calling me dirty names, saying dirty things to me as he praised my little tight water fountain.

Him dropping to his knees, yanking my panties aside, and eating me off while I cried and begged for more.

"Marcus,... ohh Goddddd"

It came out broken, needy and desperate.

I added one more finger in, making it three, stretching, fucking myself, hard and fast like I wanted him to.

My pace increased as my fingers moved faster between my legs, thinking of all the things I wanted him to do to me.

I ground my palm against my clit and the sounds became more persistent, filling the room with sloppy sounds of skin against skin.

Uncontrollable gasps, soft moans, as I kept calling his name over and over again like a prayer.

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"Marcus... pls..., Marcus!!!"

I was so close, right there, thighs shaking, as I arched my back off the floor, I kept moving faster, and faster as I reached my peak.

"Arghhhhhhh...."

"Fuuuuuckkkkkkk"

I whispered as I laid there, breathless, shaking.

I went to bed that night, still feeling unsatisfied.

I wanted him and I knew it.

The next morning, I woke up a little later than usual. I laid on the bed feeling a little too lazy to stand. Just as I was about to go out and greet my sister, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in"

"Hey Eviee, you're awake. I was just about to go to work now dear, some of the groceries at home are finished. Can you help me do a little shopping for the groceries? I've already written the list. It's downstairs. You freshen up now and have breakfast before you go. Okay?" She said. Although, she was asking me to help her out, it sounded like she was actually just giving out orders. Classic Anna. I rolled my eyes.

"Sure"

"Yes, and please I know you can be a handful at times but please, do not stress Michael out. When you're ready to get the groceries, just let him know so he can accompany you since you're new here." My heart skipped a beat.

"Marcus?, isn't he going to work as well?"

"No. actually, there was a little issue at his work place, and he got involved so he's on a week's suspension starting today"

"Ohhh" was all I could say as I imagined being alone with Marcus at home. Will I be able to survive this??

I subconsciously bit my lower lip.

"Yeah. Marcus is downstairs making breakfast already. I can't wait though, I'm already late for work so just freshen up and join him for breakfast okay?"

"Sure"

"That reminds me. The shower in your bathroom is actually faulty. I'll call the repair man to fix it up tomorrow. I hope you don't mind using mine instead for now"

"Umm, sure sis. It's fine"

"Okay, see you later then. Bye."

"Bye sis"

After she left, I stayed in my room thinking about how I could possibly stay home with Marcus for a whole week. My stomach made grumbling noises as I heard the aroma of whatever he was brewing downstairs and I decided to go down for breakfast after much contemplation.

"Eviee!!! Finally, I was about to come get you. Breakfast is ready"

Evie??. Why did he call me that? He usually called me Evelyn. My heart skipped a beat as heat began building at my inner thighs.

"Good morning " I greeted more like I whispered.

He was shirtless once again. Did he have a problem with being completely dressed? I stood at a corner watching him as his tight chiseled abs filled with tattoos glistened with a little sweat as he walked around the counter to the table.

"Come sit" I quickly sat down and began eating. I wanted to be quick so as to leave his gaze as soon as possible.

"So, how do you like it?" He asked as he pulled the chair opposite me. I wasn't sure if he was asking about the food or the little tease show he had just put on for me.

"I like it," I blurted. Trying to avoid his gaze.

"You look flushed. Are you okay? "

"Yes, I'm fine," I whispered. But in reality I wasn't. I wanted to scream right there and then, I wanted to go on my knees and beg him to fuck me till I couldn't walk.

"You sure?" He tilted his head and smirked at me. Gosh, I could swear I felt my clit pulse hard at the sight.

"Yes" I said and this time it sounded like a gasp. Like someone who was out of breath. I looked at him to confirm if he noticed and he did. The way his smile broadened widely told me that he did. I felt so flushed and embarrassed I lost my appetite immediately.

"Thanks for the meal. I'll do the dishes later."

I said as I hurriedly cleared my plate and dashed upstairs.

I could feel him watch my every move and it made me so nervous, I almost ran.

I got to my room and decided to quickly wash off my face first, like washing my face would mean washing off the embarrassment.

I got to the bathroom and tried to turn on the tap but the part went off completely and the water poured out uncontrollably.

Shit I had forgotten Anna had told me it was faulty.

I screamed out of shock as I tried fixing it back up but it wouldn't budge.

"Evie,!!"

He called out as he entered my room. Without thinking, he joined me in the shower and took the part from me and tried to fix it back. He fixed it up in no time, but he was completely soaked as well.

"Gosh Evie, did Anna not tell you it was broken?"

"No, she did actually, I just forgot" I said as I brought up my hand to wipe water out of my eyes, In time to catch him staring at my boobs.

I realized I was soaking wet and the exact size and outline of my boobs were left visible to him. I gulped feeling conscious of myself not knowing what to do or say.

He was staring at me like I was some prey.

It made my cunt clench so tightly, I almost hissed out.

"I'm sorry"

"It's fine" he said without taking his eyes off my body. Was he talking about my boobs now or the situation??

"You're soaked. Why don't we get you out of that"

He said. He looked me in the eye for a second, before moving to lift the hem of my baggy top. He wasn't fast enough though.

I mean, I literally had the chance to stop him, but my body refused to move. I just stood there still and raised my hands as he took off my top.

My full 32 A cup was showcased to him. He looked me in the eye once again, as if asking my permission to continue. I could swear I tried to say something, I tried to say it was wrong and he was my sister's husband. It was unfair to my sister. But my lips wouldn't move one bit.

He quickly seized my lips with his, kissing me like his life depended on it. I shamefully leaned into the kiss. Kissing him roughly like I'd imagined several times.

His right hand went to the back of my neck holding me in place, while his left hand held my waist to the bathroom wall as he pressed his lower waist to mine, making me feel the hardness of his cock in his sweatpants.

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He kept kissing me roughly without letting me catch my breath, his tongue invaded my mouth ferociously like it was searching for something in particular, reaching every corner of my mouth.

My hands shamelessly flew to the back of his head, combing through his hairfc drawing him in.

He then goes on to take my lower lip in his mouth sucking and biting it like it was some sort of candy.

"Ahhhh....hhhh. ...Ahhhh" I kept moaning into his mouth like a shameless slut begging to be fucked.

After a few seconds of kissing and sucking my lips, he pulled back a little, finally letting me catch my breath.

"Damn, you're beautiful" he grabs my breasts in both hands moulding it mercilessly as he watches my face to see my reaction.

His mouth latched onto my nipple, hot, wet and merciless. Teeth scraping, tongue flicking, leaving red marks around my breast.

He sucked on my nipple so hard I cried out, feeling dizzy with pleasure. He switched to the other biting just hard enough to make me jerk.

"Ahhhhh,.... Marc,... Marcus" I kept gasping for air as he kneaded my breasts roughly.

"Yes baby, say my name. Tell me how much you need me right now. how you wanna fucking scream my name today". He said as he nuzzled into my neck, kissing, biting and sucking different areas in my neck roughly, leaving marks I was sure would be hard to get rid of.

He started trailing kissing from my collarbone as he went downwards, making me breathless, filling the room with My gasps as he kept kissing and biting trails down my body.

He suddenly got on his knees. My breathing got ragged as I wondered if he was truly about to do what I thought he was about to do.

He pulled down my panties as he looked up at me. No, this was wrong. I tried to stop him again by pulling back my panties but he wouldn't budge.

"Shhh, relax baby"

"Marcus, we shouldn't"

" Relax." He whispered as he pulled them back down slowly, teasingly, leaving me completely naked before him.

"Fuck baby you're way prettier than I had imagined"

He spread my legs wide open and quickly latched onto my pussy like a ferocious animal.

His mouth, hot, wet and merciless on me.

"Fuck, look how wet you are, I barely even touched you" he muttered against my pussy lips, sending waves of vibration down there.

"you fucking taste better than your sister, just like I thought you would. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." He growled as he kept sucking me down there. His thumb drawing circles over my clit.

I arched my back,my head tipped back against the bathroom wall, my hands moved roughly in his hair as I enjoyed his wicked ministration on my body.

He inserted one thick rough finger into me and I felt it. My eyes widened immediately as I felt him insert another.

"Goddd Evie, you're tight. Look how wet you are for your sister's husband you shameful little thing"

My body vibrated heavily at his words. And I couldn't control myself to stay quiet anymore.

"Unghhhhhh"

"Damn, you like it when I say dirty things don't you?." I couldn't talk. I was out of breath.

"Finally, someone that gets me. Your sister doesn't like it when I talk dirty, you know. But you, you're perfect for me. My perfect little whore"

"Unghhh,... Ahhhhh...."

"Yes baby, just like that. Let me hear you moan like the perfect little slut you are"

He started moving his fingers faster, and faster. He inserted a third finger stretching me out completely.

"Mmmhhhmmm... Marcus..."

"Yes, show me how much you like that"

I reached my peak and came, my orgasm crashing through me as Marcus let out a long curse.

He carefully licked off my essence as if not wanting to waste a single drop of it. He came back up to kiss me, making me taste myself in his mouth.

He lifted me up like I weighed nothing, and took me out of the bathroom making me kneel close to the bed, while he stood before me.

He quickly pulled down his sweatpants revealing his huge length.

I always assumed he was big, but not this huge. I had never seen any length this big in my entire life. It was at least 8 inches, veiny and curving just right.

I gasped as I saw his size.

He smirked at me, as if knowing exactly what I was thinking.

I used both hands and wrapped it around his cock.

"Yes Eviee... your hands soo goooood..."

He groaned as I began stroking him with both my hands.

I spat on his huge cock, making it slimy as I continued to stroke him.

"Damn Eviee... faster!!" He groaned as his dark brown eyes filled with pleasure.

I kept spitting and stroking him until his legs could barely hold him anymore.

"Now take me in your mouth baby".

I spat on it once more, using my tongue to tease the tip of his hard cock as I felt his hand grip my hair.

"Damn Evie, are you really teasing me right now?" he cursed.

I quickly took the head of his cock in my mouth before I paused wondering if it would fit his full length

"Trust me baby, it'll fit in perfectly. Now open wide for daddy" He said as he guided his length to my lips, urging me to open up.

I opened my mouth obediently and he buried his length in it.

"Show me how you suck baby," he gripped my hair even tighter as he began thrusting into my mouth.

"Mmmmnnn" I moaned as his cock kept thrusting into my mouth causing saliva to drip down my mouth uncontrollably.

"Yes baby, suck on it like the perfect whore you are. Keep taking it, take it deep down your throat bby"

I liked the taste of his cock, I liked how it made my pussy clench, yearning for more.

"Mmmmnnnn" I moaned again as pleasure filled my very body.

He pulled at my hair, yanking me backwards, and I gasped, wincing in pain. Looking up at his dark brown eyes.

"Marc... Marcus. I need...."

" you need what Evieee"

"I need you... inside me..." I said throwing the last ounce of shame I had for fucking my sister's husband out the window.

He put both hands under my arms and lifted me up, I could barely stand straight. He placed me on the bed.

"Spread those legs for me" I obeyed immediately like an obedient child would. He brought his cock to my pussy lips just tracing the line up and down lubricating it with my pussy juice.

"Pls,.. Marcus" I cried out no longer able to take the torture.

He pushed in. Slowly, carefully, inch by agonising inch splitting me open with a cock that's bigger than I would ever have imagined. He stretched me in ways I've needed for years, my whole life even.

I felt every single inch of him. The ridge of his head dragging against my walls. The veins along his shaft. The heat of him, the hardness, the pulsing throb that tells me he's as desperate as I am.

I feel his balls press against my ass as he buries his length to the hilt inside me, filling me completely. His cock touches places nothing has ever touched before.

"Fuckkkk.." he groans.

"You're so fucking tight Evie..., so wet... so fucking good..."

He begins moving slowly, gentle strokes at first, stretching me out completely. Everytime he pushes deep, I feel it in my stomach.

My cunt keeps gripping him like a fist, milking him, pulling him deeper as he increases his pace.

Time ceased to exist, as we moved against each other, moans and incomprehensible words filled the room, as we got lost in the sensations coursing through our body.

Thrusting in and out of me hungrily, hard. Like he's been waiting his whole life for this moment. His strokes are fast, hard shaking the bed and making the headboard slam against the wall.

"Unnhhh... unnnhhhh..."

"Yes baby, moan for me. Be the little slut your sister could never be"

"Marcussssss......"

"Yes baby" he leans down and captures my mouth roughly, yet lovingly. He kisses me with passion like it was his life's purpose, increasing his pace as we both reach our peak.

"I'm ..."

"No. Don't cum yet, let's cum together I'm almost there" he grunts in my ear.

He keeps fucking me roughly. My whole body clenches around his cock and then I feel it. The pulse of his cock inside me, swelling, throbbing. The sudden heat floods my cunt as he comes. Spurt after spurt, filling me with his seed while he nuzzled at my ear, kissing and biting my neck as if marking me to be his. He keeps cumming, warm and thick, painting my insides. I can feel it, pooling inside me, filling me up, and my pussy clenches again, milking out every drop.

He pulls out slowly and my pussy floods out, our mixture drenching a part of the bed beneath us. He flips me to my side, and pulls me in a hug, thrusting his cock into me once again, hugging me from behind. "Fuck!!, I loved every bit of that" He's breathless and panting helplessly from the high.

"Really?"

"Of course baby. You're so damn fucking sweet baby, and you're mine now." He said, planting kisses on my cheeks, temples, chin, neck making my clit clench once again, craving for more friction down there, but I'm too breathless and tired to move. We stayed like that, cuddling till we fell asleep.