{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, wet 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 and gyrating undernath
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 apoligized. It was so
beautiful. To hear her sincere requst for forgivenes 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 bitch 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 20s 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 embarassed 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 addtion 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 3 weeks I have
thoroughly fucked (ok raped) every inch of her. She is my slut 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 workout 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 speedfuck 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 6pm 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 fliping her skirt up. I asked her to trust
me and lightly massaged and carresed 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 sesions 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 5th session I had.
Susan is a sweaty, sexy, cum soaked mess when I finish wth 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. Somtimes
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 are 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 are 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 quicky 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 get's 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 orgasa 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 lookd 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 38 times in less than a month. 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
awhile. 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
assmeat 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 bossom 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 leson 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 miutes 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 on the hood of her car. I
kicked her legs apart and prepared to ram her pussy.

 "If you scream loud enough somone will hear. Do that and I promise you
will regret it. I have scanned all 30 pics into my computer I will
e-mail them to the school, church, and library cmputers 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 litle
gasps, and groans caused by the stiff reamming 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 gourgeous 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, fuckyou, 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 squeeezed her round titties. I was holding the tops of her thighs like
she was a wheel barrow. I jackhammered 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.

Her contractions set me off and I came in thick fluid chunks of sperm. I
rolled her into the missionary position and powerfucked 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 suprised 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 awhile. I
just want to hold you and caresss 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 fondeled her sexy body. We talked for awhile.

"Hey Suze, do you thik 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 bath robe. 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 well um----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 vaccum 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 her 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 wormed 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 glorius,
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 gouhd. Don't stop. Lick my pussy somore,
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 after
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 possesively and I pulled Susan
tight against me. I have never felt so close to anothr 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 judgement. 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 (well almost) 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 with 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
powerfuck. 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,
preforming 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 carressed 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? 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 Webtv 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 layed her head on my chest and held me
tight. I used the remote to go into my favorites and pull up Mr. Double,
Kristen, Storyguy, Perverts R US 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 storycodes 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 feal 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 thurst 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. Loveyababy,needya, 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 familiy'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--the favor that she now owed me. 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 publiclly, lose her job, get next to nothing in
the divorce--oh yeah and probably 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 to my sister sucking my cock, not
because of a picture, but because she wanted to. To prove my love I gave
Susan the 18 remaining polaroids. She was suprised 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.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hi there, 36 stories and counting. I want to take a moment to address
some of the extreme themes in this story. Early in the story two teen
agers play hookey from school. A mind is a terrile 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 therby 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
before she turned 21. 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 the fuck 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

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