1. Bible Belt - Part 1


    Date: 1/14/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Mind Control, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 94.7, Source: sexstories.com

    breakfast the next morning, stuck her tongue out at me (weirdly playful, even for her) and we didn’t really talk to each other for the rest of the day. We go to the same tiny school of course, but even when you have less than fifty people, social groups spring up, and we didn’t really have any need to talk to each other. It wasn’t until late that night, after she got home from her date with Brad, that we spoke again. She knocked on my door at about half eleven, well after our bedtimes, but probably the safest time to make sure mom and dad wouldn’t catch her. I had already pleasured myself that evening, just thinking about the previous night—I really wasn’t expecting a repeat experience. I didn’t know anything about the hypnosis or the obsession, I just took her at face value—I figured she’d wanted to learn how a penis worked, and that my demonstration would have satisfied her curiousity. “Come in,” I said, and she slipped in still wearing her date clothes. Nothing even remotely slutty—wouldn’t want people to get the wrong idea—but with my sister’s body, she could make anything sexy, especially skin-tight jeans and a form-fitting sweater. The manic look was back. And even though she no longer looked tired, it was like she was slipping in and out of drowsiness. Every now and again she’d lose focus in her eyes for a few seconds, and then drift back into alertness. It was weird, but I didn’t really waste any time thinking about it—had other things on my mind. She sat on the end ...
    of the bed again. Despite having gone twice that evening already (and once that morning, if we’re being honest) just seeing my sister was enough to rouse my penis again. “I was just wondering...” she started, then paused. I wasn’t giving her anything. I wasn’t complaining at all, but her behaviour was weirding me out a bit, and I wanted to make sure that what happened was her choice, that I wasn’t forcing her into anything. After a full minute had passed, she continued. “I was just wondering if I could, y’know. Watch you again.” In response to my blank stare, she rolled her eyes and spelled it out. “I want to watch you masturbate.” There’s something sexy about watching someone as pure as my sister say ‘masturbate.’ It’s a word that you just don’t expect from someone with her innocent looks. If my penis was waking up when she entered the room, it was completely alert and ready to go after hearing her swear. “Why? I thought you saw everything you wanted to see last night.” “Well, yeah.” She paused and thought. Subconsciously she knew why she wanted to see it again, but her conscious mind had to come up with an excuse, a justification. “But I don’t know if I really saw everything. Would you mind?” She has a look. Dad calls it the heart-melter; she uses it on him every time that she wants to use the car, and she uses it on boys when she needs a favour, or a date (not that she needs to do much to get a date.) Anne threw me the heart-melter, which did anything *but* melt other parts ...
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