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Authors name: Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net)
Story title : Sister Betrayed #2 - 5 Cums Gets Me Mum

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A Sister Betrayed #2 - 5 Cums Gets Me Mum
by Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net)

***

Sister bitch. Brother dick. Raped bad. Oh shit you'll 
figure it out.

I want to rape my mom. It was the only way to save her 
marriage.

{You may wish to See Rape Betrayal#2 a Sister Betrayed 
first. This story will stand on it's own but it is 
definitely a sequel} 

I've only raped one person in my life. It was really an 
accident, but that's how I got the idea to rape my 
mother. Let's be clear: My sister is a bitch. A cruel, 
condescending Mega bitch. 

A few weeks ago she erased my Term Paper because I 
would not get off the phone when she ordered me to. I 
failed English, because of her. I decided that was the 
final, fucking straw. My plan was to drug her, take 
pics of her naked, and humiliate her in school by 
posting her pictures. 

It did not quite turn out the way I expected. I kind of 
got worked up, taking pictures of her hot, naked body. 
I decided to experiment a little. I sucked her tits, 
licked her sweet pussy, played in her juicy fat ass. I 
got my pictures and was about to call it a day. I 
decided to rest my dick in her cunt--just to see what 
it felt like. I had no intention of fucking her, I was 
just curious. It was innocent really. 

Unfortunately the drugs wore off, with my dick buried 
inside of my sister. She woke up. She was squirming, 
and wiggling and trying to buck me off. All that 
writhing ad gyrating underneath me... she basically 
fucked herself on my dick. It was no one's fault 
really, it was just a freak accident. 

However, Susan unleashed something inside of me. She 
released a part of me that I had kept under tight 
control. I realized that I LIKED, raping my big sister. 
I ENJOYED taking her down a peg, breaking her, 
humiliating her, wiping that smug look off of her 
pretty face. I decided to let her earn back her 
pictures one fuck session at a time. As I raped her ass 
that first time, something incredible happened. 

Susan accepted my right to her body. She realized how 
unfairly she had treated me and humbly apologized. It 
was so beautiful. To hear her sincere request for 
forgiveness through her tears, and fear while I 
viciously raped her ass--well it meant a lot to me. I 
held her close and forgave her. I felt so close to her, 
I am not ashamed to say that I cried. I had my sister 
back, my best friend. The bitch was gone, the arrogant, 
condescending, nasty little slut was dead, or so I 
thought. 

One rape had fixed everything. That's where I got the 
idea. Rape had worked so well on my sister Susan maybe 
it could work on my mom Beth. Nothing else had. I guess 
she was an ok mom but damn it if she was not a bitch of 
a wife. My dad was kind of like me. Average to good 
looking, bright but not brilliant. He worked hard, got 
lucky and had a good job. He was not rich exactly, but 
was very comfortable. Grandma's death had left him a 
lot of insurance money plus the sale of their house. We 
kept the summer home on the lake. Mom and Susan were a 
lot alike too. Both were beautiful, and looked more 
like sisters than mother and daughter. Mom was 36 but 
looked like she was in her late 20's my sister was 18 
but looked 21 or 22. 

My sister was a loud obnoxious bitch. Mom was a cool 
sophisticated one. The kind of woman that made you feel 
small. She could cut you apart with her words, dissect 
you with a sneer. She was a strong woman, mentally and 
physically. She worked out rigorously and had taken 
self-defense classes. Dad loved her, worshipped her 
snobbish tight little ass, and those perfect mouth 
watering tits. I remember hearing the screams and 
giggles coming from behind my parent's closed door 
during happier times. Seeing my dad sprouting a boner 
just from looking at mom. He'd pin her in the corner of 
the kitchen and lick and kiss and hug her, close to 
him. 

She'd pretend to be embarrassed but she had a self 
satisfied smirk on her face, and I knew she loved it 
that her husband was in lust with her, in addition to 
being in love with her. For most of my life everything 
seemed perfect. About two years ago things changed. Mom 
and dad were having these bitter, spiteful nasty 
arguments that lasted for hours. My sister spent more 
time with her new popular friends. Boys were calling 
all the time. My funny, attractive sister was now a big 
titted popular cheerleader.

And I was alone. 

I think mom stopped having sex with dad. This was a 
mistake. Mom was so mean dad spent more and more time 
at work with his young friendly, eager to please 
secretary Stacy. It was like she wanted dad to cheat. 
That was my so-called, fucked up life -- Until I raped 
and blackmailed Susan. Suddenly I felt confident, 
happy, powerful and in charge. Playing with my sister's 
tits, sucking her sloppy cunt and raping her ass into 
humble submission was incredible.

Over the last 2 months I have thoroughly fucked (ok 
raped) every inch of her. She is my slave and she knows 
it. Take last week for example. I was feeling horny, so 
I ordered Susan to ditch school and drive me home so we 
could fuck. Dad does not get home until after 8. Mom 
volunteers at the Red Cross and then goes to the gym 
for her work out every M,W,F. I could rape Susan for 
several hours, without interruption. I started in the 
car at school. I took the keys and said I was driving. 

"Open your blouse I need to see your tits Susie. Show 
them to me." 

"John please, god no don't do this, someone will see 
us!" she hissed in near panic. 

I was just goofing around, I did not want us to get 
caught anymore than she did. 

"Ok Susan, I'll make a deal. I'll play with your tits 
through your shirt for a while. Then I'll play in your 
pussy where no one can see, deal sis? "

Susan still was not comfortable with the fact that I 
got to rape her anytime I wanted to. She was starting 
to resign herself to the fact she was my sex-kitten in 
private. But public displays were hard on her. I loved 
taking her 100 miles from our town and pretending she 
was my girlfriend for the day. She was so nervous, so 
scared we'd meet someone we knew. I loved it. We'd make 
out for hours, I fondled her and caressed her in 
public. I'd make the session last all day. Molesting my 
sister for all the world to see, making her cum on my 
hand, on my cock, on my mouth. I LOVE the way my sister 
tastes. For every sex session we had she got one 
picture back. This session began when I told her to get 
in the car and would not end until one of our parents 
got home. If she refused it was a freebie, she did not 
get the picture, and I would rape her by force.

Sometimes that was fun too. 

I could fuck Susan anytime I wanted but I had to be 
smart about it. For example I wasted a couple of early 
pics by getting horny and starting a session right 
before mom got home. Sure I'd get a speed fuck and a 
quick feel out of it but that was all. Sometimes Susan 
would bait me into it. She'd walk around half naked at 
5pm and try to get me to fuck her. If I did it was a 
session. If mom came home 5 minutes into it, too bad, I 
had to give up a picture. 

As time went by I got smart and no matter what she did 
I would not fuck her until I knew we'd be alone for a 
long period of time. I made sure she paid for teasing 
me. Susan hates anal rapes, after a couple of all day 
butt fucks she stopped being mean to me. Our love life 
at home was getting pretty good. She did not like it, 
or participate willingly but she knew she belonged to 
me and that I was within my rights to rape her. When 
she cooperated I became a little gentler. I'd lube her 
ass real good, and always made sure she came at least 
once. Home sex was good. But public sex was really hard 
on her. She was so afraid her friends would see. That 
her life would be ruined. 

As we sat in our school's parking lot she began to cry. 
I felt sorry and told her that I loved her, and that 
she was my beautiful good little girl. I pulled her 
into my lap and fondled her warm bottom, before pulling 
her panties down and flipping her skirt up. I asked her 
to trust me and lightly massaged and caressed her 
sparsely furred pussy lips. Then a beautiful thing 
happened. 

Susan closed her eyes and gave herself to me. She 
stopped worrying, stopped complaining and shut the fuck 
up and just let me have her cunny. I gave her a nice 
slow orgasm in the front seat of her car. Periodically 
I licked her juice off my hand. Sometimes I made her do 
it, and then kissed and licked her sweet lips and 
tongue. Occasionally she would whimper and moan a 
little. I think it was from pleasure but honestly, I 
did not really give a shit. I fondled my sister for 20 
minutes as she laid submissive and pliant in my arms. I 
protected her and made sure no one could see what we 
were doing. Cars were nice...but now I wanted a bed. I 
wanted her naked, and spread, and to be completely 
honest, well I wanted her ass. 

It was time to go home. 

I know my relationship with Susan is kind of weird. She 
is my big sister and I guess my best friend. She is 
funny, smart and yes a mega bitch when she wants to be. 
She is also the only woman I have ever made love to. My 
sister IS SEX to me. There are some days, certain times 
when I am in control of my feelings of love and lust 
for her. This was not one of those days. I needed Susan 
to be a total slut in love with, and greedy for my fat 
cock. 

That was the problem--she never was. Susan and I have 
had 12 fuck sessions so far. In almost every one I have 
fucked her pussy, ass, and usually came in her mouth. I 
always lick her pussy, and suck her clit and tits. It 
was important to me that I master her cunt, that I 
learn how she likes it, how to make her cum. By our 8th 
session I had. Susan is a sweaty, sexy, cum soaked mess 
when I finish with her. But something is still missing. 
She refuses to relax and enjoy herself. She won't 
snuggle, or cuddle after. She hardly ever smiles, or 
gives me a friendly kiss hello. You'd think just once 
she would give me a freebie fuck. But NO!! It's always 
about getting a picture, never just for fun or out of 
love. Susan makes me feel like a guy who is paying for 
sex, from a professional. No matter how wild it is, how 
truly good the sex is, I guess I am a romantic. The sex 
is tainted, because it is purchased. 

I decided that I needed more from Susan. For some 
reason I was really horny that day. I was looking 
forward to several hours of sex time with my sister. I 
played with her all the way home from school. We made 
out hard at every traffic light, and my hand never left 
her pussy. Sometimes I rested it in her warm sticky 
kitty, content to just be close with her. Occasionally 
I slipped a finger inside her to make sure she was 
juicing up. I massaged her clit until she began to 
wiggle and breathe heavy. I did not want her to cum 
yet, I just wanted her to be happy. 

Finally we pulled in our driveway and I stopped the car 
about 15 ft from the garage door. I took a deep breath 
and made Susan a deal. 

"I'm looking forward to our time together this 
afternoon. I'm going to make you feel so good. I want 
us to try something a little different. I want you to 
get into it, to really have fun. Enjoy yourself Susan. 
Sometimes you look so sad, when we make love. Is it 
really that bad for you? You're my sister, I don't want 
to hurt you. To show you how important you are to me, I 
will give you 3 pictures if you will be my willing 
fuck-slut today. Think about it sis that would take you 
to 15 pics, you'd be half done. One thing though, No 
holding back Suze, I need you real bad today. I'm going 
to fuck you pretty hard. I want to humiliate you a 
little. I'll be just as mean and rapey as I always am 
but...I want you to like it, enjoy it and beg me for 
more. How about it sis? You're going to get raped any 
way, do you want to earn 3 pictures or only 1?" 

Susan closed her eyes for a minute, and I thought she 
was going to cry. Her body started shaking, but she 
quickly regained control. "Sure John for 3 pics I'll 
smile while you rape me. I'll be your slut while you 
violate me, while you force me to submit." 

I was so happy I think I actually squealed. It was like 
Christmas morning, I had been given the toy I always 
dreamed of. But happy as I was, I could not help 
thinking about my parents. If I wanted to rape my mom I 
needed help. It came to me all at once. I knew what I 
had to do.

"Susan, thanks a lot baby. You are so sexy I'm going to 
love seeing you smiling, while I pound your pussy. In 
fact...I'll sweeten the pot if you want. You are 
already getting 3 pics today. I'll double it. I am so 
sure that I can make you enjoy it that I bet I can make 
you come 4 times before mom gets home. If I can't then 
you get 6 pics. If I can then you owe me one big favor. 
Total obedience will be required, anything I want. 
Susie you can go from 12 pics to 18 in a single 
session. what do ya say sis?"

I was taking a big risk, and we both knew it. I have 
never made her cum 4 times in 1 day. In fact she came 
once in the car at school so this would be 5 times. If 
mom came home early as she sometimes did I would lose. 
But I had a theory. I think the reason my sister has 
been able to dilute her attraction to me is cuz she 
stays in control, never lets herself forget this is 
incest, that she is being raped. I was gambling that if 
she had to participate, enthusiastically, if she had to 
moan and smile to masturbate, and spread herself for me 
humbly with complete abandon--well things would be 
different. Plus I could tell she was on the brink of an 
orgasm right now from the hand job I gave her on the 
ride home. This would be a good test of my control over 
her. It was 1:30. I needed to get her off 4 times in 
about six hours. Shit even if I was wrong, I still had 
12 more sessions with Susan. If I was right...I'd get 
my mom too. 

Susan looked me in the eye and a hint of her innate 
bitchiness came into her eyes. She did not think I 
could do it. She thought she would make a fool of me 
and walk away with six pics. It would have been fine 
for her to think it, but to show it--I'm sorry but that 
is just rude. It pissed me off. 

Susan should have known better. 

"Sure John I take your bet. You are one arrogant 
bastard. I'll let you rape me and I'll smile. You can 
fuck my pussy, and my ass and I'll take it because I 
have to. But John how dumb are you?! I will never cum 4 
times for a sick prick like you. Do your worst. Try as 
hard as you want, you will never break me. Your cum is 
like piss to me. The first time you raped me --I was 
confused, high on the drugs you gave me, and I 
thought...maybe, just maybe it was my fault--at least a 
little bit. You were my brother and I loved you. But 
John you have put your dick inside of me 44 times in 
less than 2 months. I have watched you get hard from 
hurting me. You sit here and tell me that you want to 
humiliate me--and you think you will make me cum?! 
Jesus fuck John you need help. I'm your sister asshole, 
you should not be fucking me. But go ahead, do it. No 
way I cum 4 times. No Fucking WAY!!" 

We'd see. 

"Come here Susan straddle my legs. I want to taste you 
sweetie," I said as I moved the driver's seat back. 

Susan was still angry and her blood was pumping. I 
kissed her long and slow and sucked the air out of her. 
I did not want her to catch her breath. 

"Oh baby I love you so much, you taste so fucking good. 
Do you like it when I play with your tits? Do you want 
me to play with your clit some more Susie? Anything you 
want, we have time. Tell me what you need Susan." 

She did not say anything at first, she just kept 
kissing me, playing with my tongue. I put my hands on 
her ass and massaged her cheeks for a while. Her tits 
were mashed tight against me and I had my cock wedged 
tight against her crotch. Her skirt was up and I had a 
fistful of ass-meat in both hands. 

"Tell me Susan, Tell me how much you need me, how much 
you love me. Do it or the deal is off, and this is just 
a freebie. 

"No wait, ok. I--I love you. I need you to touch me, to 
um...ok to suck my tits. Suck my tits John." 

I pulled her top off and began to lightly nibble on her 
nipples. She tasted so sweet. I buried my face in her 
bosom and just breathed her scent. I sucked her for a 
long time. I made sure both nipples were red and hard 
and long. She was panting hard. I almost had her... 
"Tell me you want it, tell me how bad you need it. Do 
you like me sucking you baby, do you? Do my hands feel 
good on your ass? Your tits feel warm Susan I love how 
soft they are. You and mom have big tits. God any man 
would kill to lick these beauties. Does it feel good 
when I bite them, like this? It sure tastes good." 

I nipped Susan hard on her left tit, while squeezing 
her ass and thrusting my cock against her clit. That is 
all it took. "Oh...oh god no! Ohhhh noo!" she cried as 
an orgasm slipped out of her. I stopped touching her 
sexually immediately. I did not want a second orgasm to 
come out and have her claim it was part of the first 
one. I held her in the front seat of her car and kissed 
her softly. Usually she would have pulled away by now 
but she knew the rules. I licked her ear gently and 
cupped her breasts in a warm, friendly non-sexual way. 
We stayed there for a few minutes. 

"Ok lover that was one, are you ready to go inside 
where we can have a little privacy? Good. Take all your 
clothes off and walk into the garage," I said as I hit 
the opener. 

Her car was in the middle of the driveway. Any of our 
neighbors would be able to see her if they came 
outside. She balked.

"John, no please don't do this. You can't be serious. 
What if someone sees us?!"

I laughed and told her to get her ass out of the car 
and walk into the garage. Slowly. I don't know why she 
was bitching anyway. It was the middle of the day 
everyone would be at work (probably). It took some time 
but slowly she removed the rest of her clothes and 
opened her door. She looked around and could not see 
anyone so she got out. I locked her door, and then just 
to teach her a lesson hit close on the garage door 
opener. She tried to run for it but did not make it cuz 
the gravel on our driveway kept sticking her bare feet. 
She had no keys. 

I will remember the image of my proud sister standing 
naked in front of our garage for the rest of my life. 
She had one arm across her chest, and one covering her 
pussy. Slowly she sank to the ground and began sobbing 
hysterically. I was afraid someone would hear her so I 
took pity on her and moved the car up to about 2 feet 
from the door. This blocked her from the street. I got 
out, sat down next to her and pulled her naked body 
into my arms. 

"Shh honey, don't cry I'm here. You know this is your 
fault, cuz you had to bitch off at me a few minutes 
ago. Now give me a kiss ad we'll decide what to do 
next. " 

"I am sorry John, I did not mean it. You are the best 
brother in the world and I love you only...please can 
we go inside. I want to be alone with you. If someone 
sees us they'll tell mom and dad and it will all be 
over. We will never be able to fuck again. John, are 
you listening to me? Stop sucking my tits and pay 
attention! We have to go inside, damnit!" 

Rude. Rude, RUDE! She still thought she could give me 
orders. I had to earn her respect back. I pulled Susan 
roughly to her feet and before she knew what I was 
doing made her lay face down o the hood of her car. I 
kicked her legs apart and prepared to ram her pussy. 

"If you scream loud enough someone will hear. Do that 
and I promise you'll regret it. I have scanned all 30 
pics into my computer I will e-mail them to the school, 
church, and library computers if we get caught because 
of your actions. Even if we don't get caught, remember 
screaming violates our agreement and today becomes a 
freebie. Cry, grunt, moan, beg all you want, but no 
screams. Oh and be sure to tell me how much you love 
this sis," I said as I slammed into her balls deep.

I can't tell you how good it feels to be outside in the 
fresh air on a crisp fall, sunshiney day, fucking the 
shit out off a beautiful, silly slut. If she happens to 
be your sister, even better, she fit me so well.

Susan's arms were over her head touching her 
windshield. Her breasts and stomach were on the hood, 
and her juicy, fat ass and cunt were sticking high in 
the air as I plowed into her from behind. 

"Does it feel good Susan, is this how you like it? You 
know what would be nice? How about a song? Sing me a 
song while I rape you Susan. I know, that one you used 
to like by John Denver. You know you sang it all the 
time when we were little. Do it Susan, do it right now. 

"Why are you doing this? You are sick...Sunshine on my 
shoulders makes me happy (ow, shit John). Sunshine in 
my eyes can make me (Uh, oh god) cry. Sunshine on the 
water looks so lovely Sunshine almost always makes me 
high...(Ohuh your fucking me, you're fucking my pussy 
apart) If I had a song that I could sing for you I'd 
sing a song to make you feel this way," Susan sang in a 
lovely sweet voice punctuated by sexy little gasps, and 
groans caused by the stiff reaming a fat 7.75 incher 
can give, when powered by a horny teen aged rapist. 

Susan would never admit it (even to herself), but she 
is an exhibitionist at heart. Getting fucked by her 
brother on the hood of a car where anyone could see 
turned her on. A lot. The more I pounded her, the 
wetter she got. I took a deep stroke and held it in the 
bottom of her pussy while I fumbled for her clit. I 
kissed her back and rubbed her clit raw.

"God Susan, anyone can see us. Anyone can see you. You 
are such a cheap slut. Mr. Jefferson is probably taking 
pictures right now. Mr. Bentley probably has a hard on. 
Just picture Tom and Helen fucking each other while 
they watch you. Stand up baby let them see you. Let 
everyone see your gorgeous ass." 

I grabbed her by the meat of her hips and lifted her 
off the ground as I raped her good. I felt so powerful, 
so dominant. Her legs were dangling and her arms helped 
bear her weight, on the car. 

"Yeah, yeahmmm oh fuckin yeah. I uh, own, uh this 
Pussy! Do you like it, huh? Does it hurt? Do you need 
it? Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you forever. So good baby, 
mmmm, so good, so sweet. Tell me how much you want it, 
climb on my cock baby and I'll fuck you extra hard. 
Would you like that Susan? Do you want your brother to 
fuck you some more?" I demanded as I squeezed her round 
titties. I was holding the tops of her thighs like she 
was a wheelbarrow. I jack hammered into her warm, wet 
cunt again and again, as deep and as hard as I could.

"Oh god, what are you doing to me, I--I need it, oh 
shit I need it John, just hurry up and fuck me." 

We switched positions. I sat on the hood and she 
climbed in my lap. "Go ahead Sis. You need it so bad. 
Put it in. Tell me how fast you need me to go," I said 
as I sat there waiting. She tried to hold out, regain a 
semblance of dignity but it was too late, her pussy was 
leaking, and lust had won. She grabbed my dick and 
stuffed it inside her wet snatch. Then she began to 
ride me. Hard. She was not gentle. 

"Faster damnit. Harder...ok hold it there, uh, yeah, oh 
yeah, that's it...aghhhrgh!" She screamed as she came 
for the third time in as many hours. 

Her contractions set me off and I came in thick fluid 
chunks of sperm. I rolled her into the missionary 
position and power fucked my final shots deep inside of 
my big sister. 

Susan clutched me against her in part for balance, in 
part I believe because she wanted to. I held her and 
supported her, while keeping my dick inside her. I 
could not get enough of her. Her smell, her touch, her 
taste. Having her respond to me was awesome. 

I felt my cock begin to stir again. I wanted my woman 
inside now, where nobody could interfere. I opened the 
garage door. Picked my naked sister up and snuggled her 
tight against me. Then we went inside to make love. I 
could tell Susan was pretty exhausted and maybe a 
little surprised at her body's betrayal. She needed 
time to adjust. It was early yet. Mom would still be at 
the Red Cross. for another hour, maybe longer, before 
going to the gym. We had some time. 

"Susan, that was incredible. How about we take a nice 
soak in the tub. Let me wash you, massage you--pamper 
you a little. Or if you want I could just fuck you 
again right now. What do you want me to do?" 

She was really quiet, but finally she agreed that a 
nice bath sounded good. I ran upstairs got the water 
running, and the scented vanilla bubble bath I knew she 
liked. My parents had one of those king size sunken 
tubs. I got Susan and led her to the tub. For some 
reason she had put a robe on, I guess she was still 
shy. I took it off of her immediately and gave her a 
kiss to let her know I was not angry. 

I wrapped her in my arms and whispered, "I love you 
sis. Don't worry, we are on a break. No sex stuff for a 
while. I just want to hold you and caress you and make 
you feel good. Relax, and let me love you, ok?" 

She had a strange look on her face and mumbled 
something before getting in the tub with me. I pulled 
her into my lap and began soaping her up. I nuzzled her 
neck softly and planted little friendly angel kisses on 
her neck and back. Slowly she relaxed. I could see the 
tension seep out of her. For a good half hour she laid 
in my arms and I lightly fondled her sexy body. We 
talked for a while.

"Hey Suze, do you think mom and dad are going to get a 
divorce? If they do who will we live with?" 

"I don't know John, they might. Things are pretty bad 
with them right now. They'll probably get joint custody 
and we'd live with mom here and visit dad." 

"It just makes me so mad. Why does mom have to be so 
mean to him? Why is she so selfish? I don't want them 
to get divorced, to break our family up." 

"John, you can't worry about that, there is nothing you 
can do. They are adults and will either work it out or 
they won't. There is a lot you don't know, this is not 
all mom's fault. Dad has done his part too."

"But what if there was something we could do? Wouldn't 
you want to at least try?" 

"Sure I guess so..." 

I had been really hard for the last few minutes and the 
water was getting cold. I suggested we get out and I 
get ready for her massage. Susan agreed. She dried off 
and reached for her bathrobe. One look from me and she 
stopped though. I watched my sister's round full bottom 
retreat down the hallway to her bedroom. I got the baby 
oil and talc powder and joined her. She was sitting up 
on the side of her bed with her legs together. 

"Lay down baby, and make an "X" on the bed." Seeing her 
spread, face down on the bed was intoxicating. She 
looked so meek, so ready and willing to be fucked by 
her brother. I began by oiling up her feet and legs. 
Rubbing it in gently. She made this contented, peaceful 
sigh as I lightly oiled and scratched her back for 
several minutes.

"Roll over I want to play with your breasts now. She 
did it slowly but she did it. 

My sister has 36-c cups and they looked perfect as I 
covered them in baby oil and worked them over with my 
hands. She glistened and shined for me. I straddled her 
naked body, as I oiled her breasts and arms and 
stomach. I was leaking precum, on her stomach and I 
rubbed that into her also. Finally I was done. Our 
chests were pounding, and I knew I had to have her 
again. 

The break was over. 

"Susan, I need to taste you now. You look so sexy, and 
spread I can't help it. Don't forget you have to help. 
Why don't we have a nice 69. Would you like that?" 

"Ok John. Whatever you want. I'll suck your dick. 
You've been really sweet today. I was losing it and you 
could have hurt me but you didn't. I--appreciate that. 
This could have been much worse. I can't thank you for 
raping me...but I can recognize and acknowledge that 
you were trying to be gentle." 

Susan scootched down and started licking my cock, while 
allowing me to get in position under her pussy. She 
settled her crotch over me and I was soon rewarded with 
her clean, fresh cunt. I pulled her legs far apart and 
crammed my face in her pussy, licking and kissing it 
wildly. As her juices began to flow, I felt my cum rise 
from the masterful blowjob she was giving me. Usually 
she sucks at giving head. I mean it's really bad. This 
was the first time she gave me head like a lover. She 
kept nibbling, and licking and vacuum sucking my cock. 

She could not quite deep throat me, but it was good 
enough. I could tell from her flow that it was taking 
longer for me to juice her up. Her poor cunt did not 
seem to want to cum anymore. I needed 2 more donations 
though. I tried licking her clit faster and faster, 
rubbing and humming on it. Then I reached underneath 
and found he stubby nipples and rolled them back and 
forth. That seemed to help. As much as I loved my 
sister's pussy, I think it was her sweet ass that I 
fell in love with first. 

I just could not help but to give it a few kisses too. 
These turned into long slow loving licks. I wore my 
tongue into her anus, and made her squirm for several 
minutes. Suddenly I spread her cheeks open and blew a 
cold blast of air between her wet buns. That was the 
final straw. She lost her concentration and stopped 
licking me. There is a look of wonder that my sister 
gets. 

A look of glorious, selfish distraction, when she cums, 
she simply cannot focus. My dick slid out of her mouth 
and playfully bounced around her face. There was nobody 
home, she was gone. 

"John, John, feels so good, so good. Don't stop. Lick 
my pussy some more, please!"

Her fluids tasted saltier now, thinner and the 
contractions were not as pronounced. She did not hump 
my face, she just laid there and came like a quiet, 
tired, dignified lady.

And that. Was. #4. 

This is where things got difficult. Susan was clearly 
exhausted, she needed a break to recharge her sex 
drive. Unfortunately it was 5pm. Mother was already at 
the gym by now. She would be home in less than 2 hours. 
We did not have a lot of time. I went downstairs and 
made us both a snack, and brought it back to Susan's 
room. She was already napping. She looked so cute 
curled up naked on her bed, and since her blowjob had 
been interrupted...I could not resist. I slipped into 
bed and spooned her from behind. My cock homed in on 
her cunt and I sank into her slowly. 

I did not want to fuck her per se, I just wanted a nice 
sexy snuggle. My hands cupped her breasts possessively 
and I pulled Susan tight against me. I have never felt 
so close to another human being. This was Incest, this 
was rape. But it was also RIGHT. I mean, everyone has 
one perfect person they are supposed to be with right? 
But what happens if the woman you love, your soul mate 
just happens to be your sister. You can't very well ask 
her out on a date can you? 

No the only way you can be together is through rape and 
incest. You have to be responsible, and caring but when 
all is said and done you either have the balls to rape 
her or give up your one chance at happiness. I love 
Susan too much to do that. 

Sure she can be a condescending stuck up, mega-bitch 
but I was willing to overlook that to a degree. Besides 
I'm sure that I have personality traits that get on her 
nerves too. I'm not perfect and have made mistakes, 
errors in judgment. Susan's pussy was milking my dick 
in her sleep and I couldn't help fucking her a little. 
She must have felt it, cuz she woke up. 

"John...what are you doing? No, not again. Don't you 
ever get enough!" I could not help laughing at that 
one. Damn she is funny. I mean come on an eight inch 
cock is in her cunt, my hands are rolling, mashing, 
squeezing her fat titties, and she wants to know if 
I've had enough?

"Susan, you feel so good, I love you baby. I need you 
every day. I will never, never NEVER get enough of you. 
I want to fall asleep wit you in my arms like this. I 
want to wake up with my cock in your cunt. I want to 
rape you at school, make love to you at church. I am 
your man, and you are my woman. It's meant to be baby," 
I said as I began pounding my sister in earnest.

Our cuddle and snuggle had turned into a hard power 
fuck. I slipped her into missionary and she reluctantly 
wrapped her legs around me like a good little girl. I 
was kissing her long, and slow and deep and hard and 
she let me, even returning it a little. She was so 
tired, this was primarily for me. 

It was like she was my wife, performing her duties, 
trying her best to please her man--even though she was 
wiped out. It was sweet. I finally came while sucking 
her tit and cupping her ass. 

She however, did not. 

I wanted to go to sleep then. I wanted to leave my dick 
in my sister and just go to sleep. But if I did that, 
it was over. Mom would come home, and even if she did 
not catch us the session would be over. I would have 
lost the extra 3 pics, and Susan would not owe me the 
favor I needed. But it was even more basic, more primal 
than that. If I could make my sister cum 5 times in one 
day, after she swore she never would then we would both 
know that I was her master. 

All this bull shit about rape, and cruelty and incest 
and right vs wrong--see all that crap would go away. 
She would have to admit not just to me but to herself, 
in her heart that she enjoyed my cock, she needed my 
cum, that Susan loved John. I would stop being her 
rapist, and become the man she loved. That was worth a 
lot to me, shit who am I kidding: that was worth 
everything to me. 

I rolled off of her and my cum started leaking out. I 
scooped it out of her pussy and began to lube her ass 
with it. "NO! John NO!! please not that, don't do that. 
You know I hate anal sex, please god your cock is too 
big. You leave me bloody for days every time you do 
this. It is disgusting, and shitty and bloody and 
gross. It is humiliating and degrading. Every time I 
start to feel even a little close to you, you remind me 
that you are my rapist, my sick perverted brother who 
rips my bloody ass apart and fucks me with my shit on 
his dick. God why do you have to do this?" she said as 
the tears hit her.

I was the only one there to comfort her so I wrapped 
her in my arms and rocked her gently. I was laying on 
my back and I rolled her on top so we were face to 
face. I kissed her gently and hugged her tight. I 
grabbed an ass cheek in both hands and caressed it 
while we talked it over. 

"Susan you know that I love you. Never doubt that. But 
honey you are a snooty little bitch at times, and you 
need someone who won't take your crap, but loves you 
anyway. That's me. See I know you don't like anal sex, 
but I do. I like hearing you scream, and beg, and yes 
even bleed a little. I could do without the shit but 
honestly you look so cute, and ashamed when you mess my 
clean cock up, like it's your fault,(Chuckle) I don't 
really mind. Do you understand?" I looked at her trying 
to guage her reaction to my words.

Continuing, I said, "Every part of you is precious to 
me. You're funny and have great tits, you're smart and 
have a tasty cunt, you're a bitch and have a mother 
fucking amazing ass--it all goes into making the woman 
that I love. I would not change any of it. I want it 
all. We are not quite ready to fuck yet so hold still, 
let me lube you up some more, then I want to show you 
something. Eat your food and get some water while I 
work." 

Susan was very nervous and she obeyed me. Anal sex 
scares her a lot. Which usually was ok with me but if 
she was too scared she might not be able to cum. I 
probably should have just licked her pussy for 20 
minutes, trigger an orgasm and call it a day. The thing 
is, that would not be MASTERY, I wanted to prove to 
Susan that I was in complete control of her body. I had 
never been able to make her cum anally. In a way it was 
her last virginity, her last defiance to my right to 
her body. I needed to relax and stimulate her at the 
same time. I needed help. I knew who to turn to. 

When I finished lubing her ass I led my naked sister to 
my room. I turned on my Web TV and logged in. I asked 
Susan to get in my lap and put my cock inside whatever 
hole she wanted to. She blushed and quickly put me back 
in her pussy. Susan lay her head on my chest and held 
me tight. I used the remote to go into my favorites and 
pull up Mr. Double, The Kristen Archives, White Shadow 
and Soren's pages. I was looking for rape stories from 
my favorite Authors. Wiley, and Imma Scared, Rape 
Master, and the Falcon. They were all great but...not 
quite right. 

There really is only one rape Author who could do what 
I needed. His name is Jaz. This guy was really weird, 
but I guess I could kind of relate to him. See he liked 
double taboo stories. Usually there was rape AND 
incest. 

I remember e-mailing him a while back, just before I 
took the pics of my sister actually. He sent me a link 
review list to thousands of free story/pic files. Rape 
incest, cheating wives, hardcore softcore he had links 
to them all. Reading his stories always made me feel 
like fucking, I was gambling they'd make Susan feel 
like getting fucked. 

As I read one Jaz story after another to my naked 
sister she started juicing up pretty good. He had a lot 
of anal stuff. I looked at the story codes and picked 
them out. My sister was slowly getting turned on as 
fathers, brothers, and sons raped their daughters, 
sisters and mothers up the ass, hard and nasty and 
bloody. She started humping herself on my cock, playing 
with her clit as I gently fucked her. I remembered what 
an exhibitionist my sister is and I realized how I 
could push her over the edge. 

"God Suze, this story sounds just like us. I bet Jaz 
would love to write about you. Look here is his e-mail 
address. I am going to tell him your name and send him 
your pic. Everyone will know what a sexy little slut 
you are. I'm going to fuck your ass and tell Jaz all 
about it. How you screamed, how you cried, how you 
begged and how I laughed at you while I raped you. Oh 
god, I want to fuck you so bad, I want to rape you so 
much. Come on Suze, it's time to get on my bed and 
spread your ass for me," I said while rubbing her clit 
and fucking her hard. 

Susan was gasping for air and did not want me to stop, 
so I carried her to the bed. "Get on your hands and 
knees baby, hold your ass open for your brother. Do it 
Susan do it right now." 

She was shaking and crying from fear and unexpected 
lust but she reached back and did as I asked. Such a 
brave little girl! I decided to be nice and scooped 
some more pussy juice and precum out of her cunt and 
fingered it deep in her ass, for comfort. 

"Susan, tell me that you want this. Tell me that you 
love me and want to give your ass to me. Please baby 
make it perfect for me." 

Susan looked back at me, with tears in her eyes and 
said, "God help me I must be sick too. What have you 
done to me?! I want my brother's cock. Johncock good. 
All those nasty Jaz stories--they did something to me.

I--, oh god...I wa, want your cock in my ass." 

"Oh Suze I'm gonna hurt you a little bit now. Hold it 
open for me, uh, how, does, uh that feel baby. So 
tight, so fucking tight. Does it hurt sis, does it hurt 
a lot?" I asked while I squeezed my hard cock deep in 
my big sister's ass. She was breathing hard and tried 
to get away at first, but I had an arm around her waist 
and made sure she stayed still. My penis is not the 
longest (I'm still growing), but it is almost 8 inches, 
and I am pretty thick. Combine that with the fact that 
my sister has a tiny anus and well...she was in a lot 
of pain. She started feeling discomfort when I was 
about a third of the way in. I could fit, I just have 
to force it. A good lube and a little blood helped. 
Anal sex is not just about causing pain. That would be 
wrong. It is about teaching a woman to learn her place. 
To just fucking shut up and take it. 

I'm a good Teacher.

"Stick your ass up higher Susan, put your face on the 
bed. Good, oh god what a cheap slut you are. Perfect, I 
love you so much baby. You are so good to me." 

"John it hurts, it hurts. I feel so dirty, so 
nasty...my pussy is burning, what are you doing to me? 
I feel so full. Do it bro, rip me open, do any fucking 
thing you want to me, I give up. I belong to you. I 
love you. I can't deny it. RAPE ME MOTHER FUCKER, RAPE 
ME HARD!"

That set me off, I just went nuts. I grabbed Susan's 
hips and rammed her back on my cock as I thrust forward 
as hard as I could. She was making these wet, sloshing 
sounds and we were both sweating like pigs. My brain 
shut off for a minute and all I could think was, "Fuck 
her ass, fuck her ass, fuck my sister's ass. Love ya 
baby, need ya, take it, take it, take it you beautiful 
slut, you're mine now, all mine forever." 

I was rubbing her clit as I humped myself into her ass. 
Long thrust, hold. Quick thrust, repeat. Finally she 
let out this long, groan and I felt her getting off. 
She was grinding her ass back, shaking her fat sweaty 
ass from side to side as she came on me. Her meaty tits 
were flapping around and she kept clenching her butt 
muscle on my cock. That pushed me over and I blew my 
third and final load of the day, deep down in the 
bottom of my sister's ass. 

We were both completely wiped out. I needed to feel her 
warmth while I slept. We got under the covers and made 
out a little before drifting off to sleep in each 
other's arms. I don't know what time it was when my 
mother came home. She knocked on my door and asked if I 
knew where my sister was. I told her I did not feel 
well and had gone to bed right after Susan went out 
with her friends. She cracked the door and stuck her 
head inside. 

The room was dark, and Susan was under the blanket. If 
she had come all the way in, or turned on a light she 
would have known someone else was in bed with me--but 
she did not do that. I got a real charge out of 
slipping my dick inside of her daughter, rubbing her 
tits, while I asked my mom about her day. She was 
feeling chatty and went on and on about what was new at 
the Red Cross and some friend at the gym who was 
getting divorced.

My hand cupped Susan's pussy, and I played with her 
lips and clit. It felt like she might be awake, but I 
could not tell. I wanted to throw the covers back and 
let mom see what a good slut her little girl had become 
but I sensed that would be a bad idea. 

Mom left the room to make a late dinner. She left me 
alone in bed with Susan and I started making plans for 
our family's future. I realized that as much as I 
enjoyed raping my sister, it would not have worked if I 
had not blackmailed her too. I was wrong, one rape had 
not changed my sister. It had taken time, effort, fear, 
love and a sick twisted bastard named Jaz. But really 
the pictures had been the key, the controlling factor. 
They had given me leverage and ultimately won me my 
sister's love. I needed something similar on my mom. 
Raping her would not be enough. I had to catch her in 
the act, on film--get hard evidence of something so 
perverted she would do anything to avoid letting it 
come out. 

That's where my sister came in. We were going to set my 
mom up. To make it look like she was having a lesbian 
affair with her teen aged daughter. I'd get it on tape, 
send fake e-mails, and have my sister's testimony to 
nail it down. If it got out she would be humiliated 
publicly, lose her job, get next to nothing in the 
divorce--oh yeah and go to jail. All mom would have to 
do to stop it from being on the news, and in the courts 
was be our little mommy fuck slut. It wasn't going to 
be easy, I knew that. But if I was patient, careful I 
could get them both. 

Sometime after midnight I woke up with my sister and we 
made love, not because of a picture, but because we 
wanted to. To prove my love I gave Susan the 18 
remaining Polaroid's. She was surprised and started 
crying. She kissed me and crawled in my lap and just 
held me for a really long time. 

"Thank you John. Thank you for giving me back my life. 
I love and trust you completely. In fact I want you to 
have this, as a symbol of our love. You still own me, I 
still belong to you. Always," she whispered into my 
chest as she gave me back a single picture of me 
fucking her sweet ass.

When I started this I wanted to save my parents 
marriage. But now, I wonder if I really want to share 
my two sexy, beautiful women with anyone, even my dad. 
Maybe, but maybe not. 
We'd see.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hi there, 21 stories and if I can swing it, two more in 
2000. I want to take a moment to address some of the 
extreme themes in this story. Early in the story two 
teenagers play hookey from school. A mind is a terrible 
thing to waste and we should all be cool and stay in 
school. I know how important this is but...shit there 
is no excuse, my bad. Next, the participants did not 
practice safe sex. In our day and age that is very bad.

We have actors and politicians telling us all day not 
to forget to wear a condom. Furthermore the issue of 
teenage pregnancy was not even mentioned. How sad! A 
story like this would have been an excellent forum to 
heighten the level of debate on this important subject.

It was truly irresponsible for me to pass up a chance 
to lecture to, and thereby save our youth. 

It was not mentioned in the story but I have it on good 
authority that John blazed a doobie once (he did not 
inhale), and Susan had a beer. Let's see what else...
cussing. Holy shit there was a lot of cussing. 

Finally in a rape story, I should have mentioned 
Susan's right to say no. No means no! Except when it 
doesn't. A woman has the right to say no. She may mean 
yes, she may mean no, she may mean maybe. Lord above, 
forget sex men, most of the married guys I know can't 
figure out what their woman really wants, shit what she 
is really talking about (and vice versa) even after 
years. So how ya gonna do it after a couple of dates? 

Since you can't read her mind you have to take her at 
her word. I'm sorry but it is idiotic to expect men to 
believe that no always means no. It's also dangerous. 
Most adult males have had an I'm-tired-not-tonight-
honey turn into a sleepy fuck. That's all it takes. A 
guy who has had a woman who likes to be talked into it, 
who changes her mind. He KNOWS, "no" don't always mean 
no. Throw in a couple of drinks, mix in testosterone, 
and opportunity, and you got a bad situation.

Fuck figuring out what other people "mean". Just listen 
to what they say. It's a hell of a lot easier.

There, now I can rest easy.

Jaz

Drop me a line at jaz1701@webtv.net

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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