1. Bible Belt - Part 3


    Date: 4/16/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Domination/submission, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Mind Control, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com

    “I’m going to a Christian camp,” Anne announced at breakfast one day, about two weeks later. Our nightly visits were still on-going, but the longer we continued, the more resolute I was that it had to stop. I responded to my sister by almost choking on my Cheerios, but managed to cover it up with a cough. If I was really the good guy I was tying to be, my initial thought would have been worrying how she was going to survive without access to her addiction, but honestly, my first worry was how I was going to survive without sex for a week. My parents just nodded—this was the sort of announcement that they were used to hearing every month or three—and asked who was hosting it, where it was etc. “It’s one that Brad told me about,” Anne replied, and my head snapped up to watch her as she continued. Her eyes were unfocussed, and she was swaying slightly. Thinking about it, I’m not sure how Brad managed to convince my parents he was the perfect little Christian that he clearly wasn’t. Maybe he hypnotised them too? Or maybe Anne’s recommendation was good enough, because she’d never been wrong before. About anything. But Anne’s declaration that she was going was enough for everyone except me. I did the fastest bit of research I’ve ever done, and proved my suspicions correct—there was no camp. Brad was taking Anne, presumably to finish the program and expose himself to her. Would that cancel out me? Would she now be addicted to two cocks? I didn’t know what to do. I definitely didn’t ...
    want this hypnotising scumbag to take advantage of my sister, so I knew I had to do something fast. I knew I had to tell her what was happening, what Brad was doing. That night, Anne snuck into my room as normal. Over the past week our relationship hadn’t progressed—it was still just oral and occasional toplessness (though she had started playing with herself while pleasing me, which was new and interesting)—but the dress code had been updated, presumably as a result of Brad’s sessions. She had started wearing underwear—at first just her boring stodgy bras and panties, but over the course of the week they had gotten sexier and sexier. I dunno if she had bought some herself on trips to the city or if Brad had been supplying her, but whoever was buying—they had good taste. Tonight’s number was a g-string (it must have been Brad’s influence, because I could have sworn g-strings were on her list of sins) and a half-cup bra, which was something I’d never even heard of before my sister started wearing it for me. I have no idea what her excuse would have been if mom or dad had caught her with that in the hallway. Knowing my sister though, she probably could have explained it away. “No mom, it’s fine. It’s for Halloween.” She looked at me with a cute puzzled expression when I slapped her hand away. Not like slapped slapped, but stopped her from opening my fly, as had become our routine. “Anne,” I said, “we have to talk.” I patted the bed next to me, and she sat down. Her nipples were ...
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