I became my brother-in-law's mistress.

I'm going to tell my story, but please don't come at me with low-level comments... that might denigrate me. This is serious. What I want is help in how to stop betraying my sister that I love. If anyone could help me, I'd be eternally grateful. My sister is older than me four (4) years is married to Jorge who is 28 years old is a very naughty and violent guy, he is a personal trainer and works in a gym. I did not know this side of his personality, because I always saw him with my sister in the biggest Love. My sister doesn't even know how different he is with other people the opposite of what he is with her, who is fortunately very kind and affectionate. But in her absence, he's petty, pretentious and disgusting. I went to spend a few days at my sister's house in the capital. My sister works outside and her husband has opposite schedules to his wife so it always happened that George was home in the afternoon while his wife only came in the evening. Well it was one of these afternoons that I Milena had just arrived from the beach was removing the sand from the slipper to enter the house, was with a beach exit with a bikini underneath. I didn't know my brother-in-law was home. I never thought I'd have anything with my brother-in-law! We've always gotten along, but it was that whole brother-in-law thing. It just so happens that on this day I decided to take a shower in the backyard shower. I thought I was home alone. I started to take my shower after my bikini then I took off to wash, all night long thinking I was alone, after a good time in the shower. When I walk into the house I meet my brother-in-law at the kitchen door, I lose my footing. I just greeted him and was walking into the house when he held my arm and spoke. I liked what I saw, now let's take a closer look at this smooth, smelly pussy. - He was holding my arm tight. Are you kidding George you stayed watching me take a bath? - Of course he did and he held my hand and he threw it at his hard, barking pussy and he said, "Fuck you", to see if this was a joke! - This isn't funny, George! Neither do I Milena let's go to your room that you will see what I have saved for you you bitch, do you think easy to resist a young cunt is? And without letting me escape he pushed me towards the room with some violence. We entered it he closed the door he pulled my towel that covered my body leaving me naked and helpless he took hold of my arm and made me lie on the bed. In a few moments, he dropped his mouth on my pussy, he hadn't taken off his bermuda yet, he sucked me like he was tasting a ripe fruit. His soft mouth made me sigh and groan, I felt pleasure with him in those moments and I felt sensations that I never knew I was capable of. I had multiple orgasms, it was delicious to have fun twice in a row on his lips, which awakened me to pleasures that I never knew I had the ability to get. It was a wonderful pleasure. -When I was already tired of so much fun my brother-in-law spoke... - I knew my sister-in-law was a potential whore. - Delicious three times in a row. This is what it's like to fuck hot. And without saying anything else he spoke gets four my bitch bitch I want to eat your ass tasty time is short then as this tasty pussy with time I want to see how much fun you give in my pussy, I noticed in his voice how he was treating me in a different way, more delicate, more calm. I stood on four, he opened his bermuda he stooped down behind me he licked me and he sucked my ass, leaving me all licked with his saliva until he dodged and leaned on my hips. Female delight, I'd like to fuck you all right now, but time is short. I'll just eat these tasty folds and then I'll take you to a motel to enjoy every minute with you. - I was quiet, but I could feel my dick on my ass throbbing. I knew it was going to be nice to be eaten by Jorge, but I thought I was crazy after all he was the husband of my sister, I was in their house. I felt the heat of the toilet resting on my ass, but because I was crazy even the fear gave way to the desire. Which at that moment was so great that I was mentally prepared to be eaten by my brother-in-law. You opened my buttocks and forced my pussy and pushed every inch and inch and inch until I could feel your bag against my ass. That's how Jorge grabbed me by my hips and started a back and forth, non-stop slapping on my ass smoothed my grill, with the tips of his fingers, took shit and then forced until I felt it was stuck all inside my ass. It was very good, it's a good thing that his dick wasn't too thick, because I could receive it without feeling any pain. When his joy was finally approaching, George held my hair and with one hand he forced my hips back and forth until I felt his butt swell and spasms of joy take over his body. Jorge laughed like an animal, I even thought that condom would burst. And at the height of his excitement, George kissed me and caressed my breasts gently. We were silent for a few seconds, then he said, "Go wash up, my hot little whore, and by the end of the week, we'll have an afternoon of our own". Then there were days when there was no chance for us to be alone in the house (my brother-in-law and I). At night I would hear him and my sister moaning and beating sirens in the solitude of my room. It would be a long story of love and sex to tell. If it weren't for the degree of kinship between me and your wife. It was days of anxiety waiting for that day that we were going to a motel, but because of all the details and situations, that involved, I would have to know how to enjoy the moment and also gives a stop in that situation. He knew how to provoke me by making me a prisoner of my desires, sending me emails with pictures of his naked body, sending me pictures of his pussy. Endless messages to my cell phone, Jorge was undermining my resistance. I couldn't even imagine how much of a jerk he was to want me to be his mistress forever... being just his permanent mistress, always disposed to his aggressive, obsessive male whims. And of course, at first I thought it was wonderful to make out with him, the adrenaline would drive me crazy with a hard-on, but then forever would be another story, when we went to the motel for the first time, it was my first full-on fling. We did an infinity of positions that I could not even imagine, Jorge seemed to be possessed, he ate me from the side, from four, I did anal riding and I jumped a lot on his cock that looked like a stick of so hard. I can't deny it, and I must say it was one of the most enjoyable climbs I've ever had in my life. And ever since that day, we've been keeping our relationship a secret. But I needed company, I couldn't have friends, I couldn't go out with colleagues that Jorge closed the time sculpting me saying that I betrayed him. I'm aware that I'm wrong...because I should never have got involved with a married man even more being my sister's husband. I'm liking him, but I'll give it a go I don't want to be the pivot of his separation from his wife even more than I can ever forgive myself. But when I think how much pleasure I feel with him all my alternatives to escape fall to the ground. Help me, what can I do? I can't be this attached to a man who can only offer me casual, sneaky sex. You've been pressuring me for a while now... saying you're going to show the pictures we took at the motel to your wife... that's the only way to make sure your marriage ends. I'm scared out of my mind. What do I do? He doesn't know why I let him take a picture of us with his cell phone. Sweet with honey ((hgata)) Thank you for reading and commenting. Thank you. It's the Santana Fair, February 17, 2015. Bahia Brazil