Message-ID: <33354asstr$1005318603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@lana.pathlink.com> X-Original-Path: extra.newsguy.com!newsp.newsguy.com!enews2 From: Galadriel678@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <bobnutka4buugg6pkrqpj34b5uph5g479m@4ax.com> Reply-To: Galadriel678@hotmail.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Posting-Agent: Hamster/1.3.22.0 X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Fri, 09 Nov 2001 02:28:26 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} <SpamGame>My Brother Makes Me Hide in the Closet with Him by Galadriel (mf, incest, reluctance) Date: Fri, 9 Nov 2001 10:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/33354> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar 10/5/01 *********************************************** My Brother Makes Me Hide in the Closet with Him (mf, incest, reluctance) by Galadriel678@hotmail.com *********************************************** The first thing I noticed was his hand over my mouth. It was a scary thing to wake up to in the dark, but when he pulled me out of bed and half carried me out of my room I began to understand why. There were voices coming from downstairs, strange voices, and sounds of cabinets being broken open. We were being robbed. "Jim," I mumbled through his hand, eyes wide with fear. "Shh! Don't say anything!" he whispered nervously. We got to the end of the hall before he let go of my mouth. "We gotta hide, sis," he explained. I nodded dumbly. Was this some terrible nightmare? He opened the closet door and pulled me in after. It was a tight fit. When we were both safely inside he reached around my small body and closed the door. I started sobbing, then. He pulled my head into his bare chest and hugged me close. I still had little idea what was going on and was scared to death. "We gotta be quiet," he whispered gently. "One of them has a gun." I gulped. What if they found us?!? It was too horrible to contemplate. Daddy will rescue us, I thought bravely. He was at work, third shift at the plant, and should be home soon. I also found reassurance in my older brother's strong arms, and slowly calmed down. That's when I felt *it* poking into my belly. Oh my GAWD! I thought in disgust and embarrassment. He had a hard-on! I'd felt them before, usually at school-dances. But I couldn't believe my 18-year-old brother would have one at a time like this! And with his SISTER!!! Okay, I reasoned. His adrenaline is pumping. He can't help it! A couple minutes passed, though, and his boner was still there. Just when I was about to try pulling away without being too obvious, I heard footsteps climbing the stairs. And just then my brother made his first blatant move. His left hand began sliding down my back towards my tight 15-year- old ass. What was he doing?!? The fear and disgust weren't the worse, though. The worst was the fact I couldn't do anything about it. I mean, what could I do? Scream? Then the burglars find us and probably kill us! I decided that if he wanted a cheap feel that was preferable to dying. First, though, I'd give him a warning. "You keep touching me," I warned, voice shaking, "and I'll tell Dad!" Usually threatening to tell Dad was enough to stop anything, but he ignored me. Just then I heard the intruders not far away. They'd reached the top of the stairs and were heading towards us. Was he crazy!? I wondered. I felt his hand pass the bottom of my shirt, the only thing besides my panties I was wearing. Suddenly his knuckles brushed across the small of my back. I grit my teeth, trying not to make a noise while simultaneously pulling away from him. His right hand held me close, however, and it was too late to warn him again: the burglars were in the next room. Dad's room. His hand caressed the small of my back for a few seconds as I shook nervously. Then, to my horror, he upped the ante by sliding it into my panties! His hand was now making its way over my firm, naked little butt. I was hardly surprised at this point when he slid two fingers down the crack of my ass and touched my pussy from behind, though I did jump. "Jim, pleeeeezzeee!" "Shh! They'll find us," he replied, voice ragged. My legs began to tremble as his fingers expertly rubbed at me. What can I do? I kept thinking. The robbers were in the next room and he was too strong to pull away from. Suddenly he stopped rubbing at my pussy-mound. With renewed urgency his hand now gripped my panties and yanked them down. His other arm, lightening-quick, yanked my shirt up over my boobs, to my armpits. A strange sort of excitement rippled throughout my nubile form, then, shaming me more than anything else. By now he'd pulled down his shorts, the only thing he was wearing. I gaped wide-eyed at him, now less restrained, but all I saw in his hormone-ridden eyes was lust. Lust for me, his little sister!!! I tried to squirm away when he brought his lips roughly against mine but was unable to avoid them. His tongue slid against my clenched lips, but when I felt him holding his cock right up against my slit I nearly yelped. In that instant he slipped his tongue inside my hot mouth. I cursed my body for responding like it was! My pussy was damp now as he rubbed the swollen head of his cock against it. His other hand brazenly rubbed at my tits, erecting my nipples, and sending ripples of pleasure through my young form. I couldn't help it!!! The noises from the next room were growing louder. My dad's room, robbed, while his two children fucked! But it wasn't my fault! Ohhhh, when I tell on him he'll be *so* in trouble...! I thought. A moan suddenly escaped our locked lips. He broke the kiss. "Shh!" he grinned. Defeated, I dropped my face onto his shoulder once more. My hands wrapped around his back and gripped him tightly. I was hanging on for dear life as he took advantage of the situation and my body! Then, discreetly, his cock popped inside me. I heard myself pant softly as I the swollen member pressed up into me, my cunt around his hardened cock sucking it further in. My legs wrapped around his body on their own accord. Why am I being such a slut?!? I thought, ashamed. It slid roughly over my clit, into my tight hole. I felt his balls slap against me when he finally shoved it all in. We sighed, adjusted our bodies slightly, and resumed fucking. We nearly fell several times and I had to bite him twice more to keep from screaming. Then, suddenly, I felt an electric jolt of stimulation charge through me and I crushed my naked breasts into his sweaty chest even harder. I came as silently as possible. I continued humping my pussy on his prick, though, as drool rolled out of my panting mouth. Finally his hands tightened on my ass and I felt him spurt string after string of his cum into my young little box. That's when the door opened. He let go of me and I fell to the floor. I yelped in embarrassment and fear as I stared up at one of the intruders. He wore a ski-mask. "Good job, Jim," the man said. "I knew it'd work!" Sexually burnt out and confused, I didn't know what to make of that comment. Then I glanced at Jim, who was smiling. The intruder pulled off his mask. When I saw his face, I nearly feinted. "Let's wash her up, boy," he said, staring down at me with vicious eyes. "Then we'll do her together. "Father and son!" ******* THE END ******* -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+