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When the Need Strikes - Chapter 6 (Final)

Date: 11/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Incest, Mind Control, Pregnant, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

to turn us back.” “Hmm?” “To how we were before…your package.” “What?” “What?” “Petra, just…trust me.” “Craig, I have no interest in going back.” “Seriously, sis…I know what I’m doing.” “I…fine.” “So…the two of you “want to go back”? Now I’m old, my hearing’s going, my mind isn’t what it used to be. Tell me…what exactly do you mean by that?” “I…we…we want to go back to before we realized we were under a spell, or whatever it was.” “No we don’t.” “Yes, Petra, we do. I can see it on your face every day…it’s killing you. Just like it’s killing me. We know what we’ve done, there’s no going back. But I don’t want to live with it, every day…do you? I don’t want to wake up each morning knowing that I’m a sister-fucker…and worst of all, knowing that I’ll do it again.” “Ah ha, so the pair of you did…—“ “Just shut up, Mason. Petra, listen—you know I’m right. It eats me up inside, every day. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat…and honestly, I’m even struggling to jerk off without visions of you popping into my head. There’s something here, something…weird, and disgusting, and sexy. Something strangely wonderful. And I don’t like it, but I want to. I want to like it. And Mason—Lord DeGraves…he has the power to make the bad half of it go away. He has the power to make it just be a good, beautiful, sexy, fun thing. I love you. That’s all I want. I want to love you without any of the guilt, without any of the self-loathing or the hate or the…I just want the good stuff. “…and I know you do too.” “…” ... “…you know I’m right, Petra.” “…fine.” “What’s that, girlie? My hearing’s not—…” “Fine.” “Ha! So it’s a bit of guilt-free sibling loving you’re wanting, is it? Well, sure, I can do that for you…but it won’t come cheap. How does one million each sound?” “Mason, we—…” “That’s Lord DeGraves to you, missy. Unless you want me to call Bethany back in here—I’m sure she’d be willing.” “Lord DeGraves, please…we’ve earned this. You know we have.” “…” “…” “…fine! Fine. But don’t let word of this get out, do you hear me? I don’t want people thinking I’ve gone soft in my old age.” “Believe me, your Lordship, I don’t think there’s a risk of anyone thinking that about you. Ever.” * * * The couple looked out over their new house. Halfway across the world, in a country where they knew absolutely no one. It was amazing what money could buy. A few dollars in the right hands, and no one knew where they’d gone. And when they had arrived, their last names being the same had been interpreted as the sign of a married couple—an assumption that was reinforced by the constant affection between the two. The hardest part had been convincing their parents not to look for them, but again…they’d been strangely understanding, and avoided asking any of the wrong questions. As soon as Petra stepped inside the house, she’d slipped her top off, and when she’d greeted Craig with the sign of two brown, pert nipples, he’d laughed…and taken no time at all to lean down and pop them in his mouth. “Oh, husband…” Petra ...