Misc. Erotica WEDDING CONFESSION

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He hated wearing formal wear, but knew it was a necessity for a day like today. His twin sister Callie was getting married in less than an hour and he was the one walking her down the aisle; their dad wasn't even invited after he ran off with his best friend's wife nearly 16 years ago when both Cameron and Callie were eight and hadn't done more than make child support payments until they were 18. Today they turned 25. That's right, his sister had booked her wedding for their birthday.

Cameron had feelings about that, but he'd kept those to himself; lots of people got married in June, and Callie had made a point that this allowed her to get royally pissed if Jake (her fiancé) forgot the significance of the day. Everyone had laughed when she said that, but Cam thought it would be impossible to forget the day if he were getting married, especially if it was to someone as perfect as his sister. Not only was she smart, kind and funny, Callie was the hottest woman he'd ever seen. Sharing the same genes, he was blessed with much the same good looks as she was: both 5'9", athletic but slender build, piercing icy blue eyes and black as night hair (he kept his close cropped, while Callie's came down just passed her shoulder blades). From overhearing a conversation a couple of years ago, Cam knew his twin to be 36-28-32, and her boobs were a CC cup. Her ass was perfectly peach shaped with just enough fat to jiggle nicely when she jogged (which she'd done every morning since they were 16 to keep her lean figure). Ever since they were in high school, Cameron had been in love with his sister and would have traded practically anything he could to be in Jake's place today.

But for both his and his sister's sake and sanity, he did what he always did and pushed his feelings down as he walked to the back to the hotel beside the church she was getting married in to make sure she was already to walk down the aisle. It was a gorgeous day: sun shining brightly and warm, blue sky with only the occasional white fluffy cloud, a light, warm breeze to keep you from feeling the true heat of the sun. The cobblestone parking lot and rustic looking stone church ensured that today would be picture perfect, just as Callie had always dreamed. Getting into the elevator and hitting the button for the top floor, Cam once again pulled at his tight collar to try and get comfortable in the ridiculous clothes he was being forced to wear.

Getting off on floor 10, Cam walked the length of the hallway to find his sister's room. She'd had her hair and makeup done hours ago and their mom and her bridesmaids were all at the church next door, waiting for the ceremony to begin. So he knew she was alone, as he took the key he'd gotten from their mother and opened the door. Making sure the door was closed behind him, Cam stopped in his tracks at the sight that greeted him: straight out of a crappy porno was his sister not in her wedding dress, but her white lingerie, reaching under the bed with her perfect peach ass in the air, only marred by the white thong string that ran between her cheeks and covered her rosebud, revealing to him for the first time the tattooed doodle of a turtle on her right asscheek. Floral patterned stockings that came to her mid thigh were held up by a frilly garter belt, and a lacy white bra strap were all that kept him from seeing his sister naked for the first time since they were kids. Naked or not, Cam's 9" cock was hard in an instant as he looked down upon his sexy twin. "Holy fuck!" he whispered.

Or, at least, he thought he whispered it. For Callie had tensed as if he'd spoken louder than the whisper he'd thought. "Who's there?" came his sister's voice from under the bed.

"I-It's ju-just me," he stuttered back in a slightly high pitched voice.





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