Ascent of the Sin E-Book

Gina Weiß

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 109

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

My name is Gina Weiß. I was born in 1992 in Schweinfurt, Germany. Since my childhood, I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger the desire to write erotic stories became. And now, yes. I don't follow conventions. Fixed processes or common ideas. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's point of view. Because my stories are meant to please both sexes. I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And to inspire erotic acts. Your Gina

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Ascent of the Sin

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Foreword :

My name is Gina Weiß. I was born in 1992 in Schweinfurt, Germany. Since my childhood, I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger the desire to write erotic stories became. And now, yes.

I don't follow conventions. Fixed processes or common ideas. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's point of view. Because my stories are meant to please both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And to inspire erotic acts.

Your Gina

Ascent of the Sin

My name is Sebastian and at the time of this story I still lived in a small town with only five thousand inhabitants. It was the beginning of the nineties, I was only 19 years old and had finished my written Abitur exams and was now two weeks off. I used this time to relax a little and prepare for the two remaining oral exams.

It was only the middle of May, but the weather was wonderful, sunshine every day and over twenty-five degrees. Many of my friends used the weather for their first intensive sunbathing at the lake. The very brave boys went into the still rather cold water of our dredging lake to impress the girls present.

I preferred to devote myself to my favourite hobby and to tinker a little with my Golf II. In my spare time I was mostly occupied with the technology of vehicles and less with the opposite sex. I was an absolute late bloomer when it came to women and had almost no experience with them at that time.

It wasn't that I wasn't interested in women, but somehow the women who weren't my type at all always found me interesting. I was more attracted to somewhat older women, who unfortunately took little notice of me because of my reserved and shy behaviour. So, at the age of nineteen, except for a few fleeting touches and shy kisses, I was still completely innocent in sexual terms.

Simone (42) and Bernd (51) are the friends of my parents and they live with their son David (15) and their two daughters Lena and Sandy at the other end of town. Our families have known each other as long as I can remember. Lena and Sandy are two very attractive twin sisters of my age, with whom I graduated from high school at this time and also went to kindergarten.

The three of us always had a good relationship, but I never had any further interest in you. I only knew Simone as a modern, fun-loving, passionate and cheeky friend of my parents and mother of my classmates. As a woman, I had never noticed her before, although she was very pretty and actually fit into my prey scheme.

Her husband Bernd, on the other hand, always seemed to me to be the calm pole of the family, who was usually a bit conservative, reserved and in moments when nobody expected it suddenly became quick-witted and funny, and then immediately returned to his serenity.

I was on Thursday afternoon and had arranged to meet Lena and Sandy to go through the material for the oral examination in art again. The sun was high in the sky and far and wide there was not a single cloud to be seen when I went home by bike to the girls.

It only took me about fifteen minutes to get to you. I parked my bike, rang the doorbell and waited. No reaction, I rang the bell a few more times, but nobody seemed to be there, although her car was in the driveway. I was a little upset that the girls had stood me up against their kind. What worried me even more was that I had ridden my bike in the heat and not my golf.

The windows of the house were all closed and nothing could be heard from the inside when I had the idea to just walk around the house. Maybe they were sunning themselves on the terrace and didn't hear the doorbell.

Still a little angry I strolled slowly along the natural stone path to the other side of the house. Looking at the terrace suddenly took my breath away. A few meters away I saw a very attractive woman with dark hair and endless long legs. This woman had a dream figure, she was 1.70m tall, rather slim but with distinct curves in the right places, a smooth belly and a narrow waist.

And above all, her wonderful breasts (75C) could not be overlooked. The sight of that dream woman made me freeze instantly. She had her eyes closed and lay there motionless. I had enough time to look at her wonderful body in peace. The deck chair was placed in such a way that she lay with her feet to me and offered a particularly attractive sight.

I couldn't help but look between her slightly open legs. She was only dressed in a tight bikini briefs, her skin was evenly tanned. Again I swallowed a little with my senses and could hardly believe how overwhelmed I was by Simone's sight.

My pants were tight at my crotch and I was insecure. I asked myself: "What's wrong with you, it's not the first time you've seen a woman in bikini panties... and she could be your mother?" I had often seen Simone completely naked at the nudist beach, during holidays of our families at the Baltic Sea.

But this time it was different, I just couldn't take my eyes off her, as much as I tried, I didn't succeed. I don't know how long I stared at her before I took all my courage and approached Simone. With a throat I wanted to draw attention to myself.

Simone showed no reaction and I took another deep breath before I said with an exaggerated deep voice: "Hello Mrs. Müller". She shrugged a little and briefly opened her eyes to close them immediately.

It took a moment for her to wake up. Simone blinked against the sunlight and said in a gentle voice: "Hello Sebastian, I must have dozed off for a moment, I didn't hear you coming". She sat up on the deckchair and protected her eyes with her hand from the sun. I stood next to her and couldn't help but look into her eyes alternately and then immediately look at her body again.

She looked flawlessly beautiful, with a firm belly and big firm breasts. It just didn't show that she was already a mother of three. She tore me from my thoughts: "You wanted to see Lena and Sandy?" "I... yes... actually we were supposed to study," I said, still standing under the impressions of her female charms. Simone grinned cheekily: "I don't think they are back from their shopping spree yet, with us women shopping usually takes longer than planned, after all we want to be pretty for you men".

I said, "Why, your car is there?" "Their tank was empty, and my day off was just right for them to take my convertible. It shouldn't be long before they're back." Simone got up and I had the opportunity to see her up close. She looked at me with an ambiguous grin and said boldly: "Sit down before you completely solidify into a pillar of salt. I'll make us a coffee."

I sat down at the table and followed my thoughts for a while. The sight of Simone had me pretty confused. My mind was on a roller coaster. On the one hand I was fascinated by Simone's attractiveness and on the other hand it was unpleasant for me to desire a woman who is married and could be my mother. It took almost a quarter of an hour until Simone returned with light pastries and coffee. In the meantime she had put on a light summer dress.

Simone sat next to me and I had the opportunity to shyly look at her from the side. She was beautiful. Her dark shoulder-length hair had tied her to a ponytail. The sensual soft lips and the big firm breasts captivated my eyes again. I had trouble concentrating on small talk, so much I was thrilled by the sight of it.

Simone of course had not escaped this and she teased me: "What woman are you dreaming about with your eyes open?" I thought I was shamelessly red and pondered shortly after a meaningful answer, when I suddenly heard the voices of Lena and Sandy and the not very witty answer: "The tests still to come create me", came from me. The two girls sat down and proudly told us about their shopping tour.

A little later we went upstairs, in one of the girls' rooms, to prepare for the art examination. Lena and Sandy were, again fully at the matter, but I was not interested at all in the still outstanding examination this afternoon, the impressions from the terrace seemed too strong. All day long I couldn't think of anything else but that fantastic woman.

As soon as I was back home, I withdrew to my room to finally indulge in my dreams undisturbed. There were sex films in my head about Simone and me. I felt an infinitely great longing within me that obscured every clear thought.

On the following days a reasonable examination preparation was out of the question. There was a complete emotional chaos, with me. On the one hand I was full of hope and dreamed with open eyes of passionate hours alone with Simone. On the other hand, in a few moments of clear thinking, I could not even begin to imagine that my dream could one day come true.

The last and most difficult test in art I had passed a few days later and to my astonishment even without proper preparation I passed with "Four Minus". It was time to leave all the abistress behind.

Some friends and I went to the Baltic Sea the following Friday to camp and relax for a week. At the beginning I was not enthusiastic about the idea, but with each day I liked to be far away from home. Thoughts of Simone were fading and I seemed to realize how crazy and unrealistic my dreams were.

On Saturday morning we packed up our tents and my friends went back home. I, on the other hand, accepted my parents' invitation and visited them in the holiday home where they went on holiday for one week each year. It was already tradition, that Simone and Bernd together with my parents went to the Baltic Sea for one week.

The holiday home was only about forty kilometres away from our campsite and I did not want to miss the opportunity to see Simone again. The thought of Simone caused a sinking feeling in the stomach area. The closer I got to the holiday home, the more restless I became.

The holiday home looked deserted, my parents' car and their friends' car was in the parking lot, as they were probably on the beach. I was happy to be alone and strolled around the house, took the key from the hiding place and went into the house. I took my bag with the last fresh change of clothes into the room while I always slept and went to the shower.

After the shower I slipped into completely sand-free clothes again for the first time after one week. I went onto the couch and turned on the TV to get the news. Current world affairs could not really penetrate my head on this day, the pictures of Simone's charming body pushed themselves too strongly into the foreground.

I imagined we were alone on the beach and the tender skin of her body covered only a touch of bikini panties when Simone asked me to cream her back. My hands took the opportunity to tenderly explore her body and she willingly gave herself to me with a light sigh. The tenderness became more and more intense and she turned on her back and pulled me into her arms...

Sometime during my daydreaming I must have fallen asleep, so that I didn't even notice that my parents and their friends were back from the beach. I heard voices in the distance and when I opened my eyes, I heard the deepest voice, all very close and frightened. It was Bernd, Simone's husband, had he caught us? Only slowly I came back to reality: "... Sebastian, camping this week must have made you sleep in the sunshine?"

The pleasant smell of freshly grilled meat penetrated my nose and I realized that I had probably slept for quite some time. "Eh yes.... camping was good,...How long have you been here?" Bernd shook his head with a smile: "Three hours we are already back from the beach and you have slept, as if sheltered in mother's lap, despite the hustle and bustle in the kitchen and on the terrace".