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

    at attention, but I resisted playing with them. They were perfect little red buds, built to please men. She noticed me staring, and smiled. This time I actually did have to slap her hand away. “Anne,” I said again. “Have you ever wondered...why we’re doing this?” She looked thoughtful for a second, then shook her head. “I mean, you know it’s not normal, right? You’re coming into my room each night, you dress up like you’re my plaything.” (her smile came back at that, eager and proud.) “I’m your brother. We shouldn’t be doing any of this. Every night, we’re...we’re practically fucking!” That was a bad choice of words. She bit her lip. her eyes vagued out and rolled back, and a soft moan escaped her lips. “Anne, focus!” Another thing that had been changing—not only in the last week, though I had definitely noticed it more since witnessing her date—was that Anne was becoming more and more submissive. Most noticeably with me, but she was doing it with everyone, or at least every male. Dad, bringing groceries in, had asked her to give him a hand with the door, and she had almost tripped herself on her rush to open it. So when I snapped at her to focus, she immediately sat up, started staring me intensely in the eyes, and tried to answer my question. Well, she didn’t try very hard. “Is something wrong?” she asked. “I thought...I thought you were enjoying this.” “Yes,” I said, and immediately regretted it when her eyes rolled back again, “but why? Why are we doing this?” I don’t ...
    know if it was a part of Brad’s programming, or my sister’s natural ability to make everything revolve about her, but she looked down at her exposed tits, and frowned. “I thought...I thought you’d like this. I thought it—” I cut her off. “Anne, not the point!” “It’s okay,” she smiled back at me. “I can take it all off.” As I sat and watched my sister unhook her bra and slide down her panties, I realised three things. Firstly, my life had changed so much that I was actually struggling to remember what life was like before the day I flashed my sister. Secondly, my sister had changed so much that she was almost unrecognisable—Anne of two months ago would never have shaved her pussy, let alone done it because I’d let slip that I thought it was sexy a few nights earlier. And thirdly, Brad’s programming must have been nearing an end, because I was pretty sure my sister was about to try to fuck me. I’d never really thought about sex much before. Well no, that’s a lie. I’d thought about sex plenty, and in great detail. But I’d never thought about sex as something that could actually happen to me. Whenever I’d played with myself, I’d imagined someone cute and willing. Enthusiasm is sexy, even when it’s just enthusiasm that you’re imagining. No one gets off thinking about having sex with someone who’s not really interested in them. But even in my wildest fantasies, I’d never thought it would be with someone as cute, willing, and overwhelmingly enthusiastic as my sister. Before you judge ...
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