Perverts 'R' Us

An Incestuous Episode: Mary Jane Regrets

By The Purvv ( m/f, 1st, teen, reluc, Blkm, inc-bro/sis )

Vito's biggest mistake was in bragging to a couple of his friends of his impending conquest of Mary Jane Plunkett. He had been seeing the freshman beauty for almost two months and had gotten past the petting stage to the jerking off stage. During each of the past few times that they had been together, she had given him a hand job. He had tried to get her to give him a blow-job but the 15-year-old girl rebelled at that; she found even the thought to be too repulsive. He agreed but...if she really loved him...

Vito told his friends that, even though she would not give him head, she consented to going all the way with him tonight. No one was going to be home and she would have her house all to herself. She would give herself to him then.

One of those friends told a friend who told a friend who...

Frank Plunkett's best friend Peter heard the story and told him. Frank listened and, rather than go ballistic, the 17-year-old calmly evaluated the rumor. His initial reaction was not to believe it, but as he thought of the circumstances, he realized there could be a lot of truth here.

First, his sister was seeing Vito almost every night and she was 'in love' with him. In addition, if Vito was saying something was going to happen tonight there was a realistic possibility that this could be, because their mother and father had gone to Aunt Martha's house and were staying overnight so that they could go to the funeral in the morning.

In addition, Frank himself was going to be at football practice until six and then had planned on going with Peter to eat at his house. Afterwards, they were going to go to a movie. He had told his sister that he would not be home until after midnight.

Now, realizing that there was a potential problem, his brain tried to think about how to handle it. He knew that he could not get out of the football practice, which meant that at best he would not be home until 6:30 p.m. or later. He thought of calling his sister but that wouldn't do any good. She would just say that it was all a lie, even if it was not.

Frank fought with himself and finally followed the only course that he felt was open to him. He told Peter that he would not be going with him after practice. Peter not only understood, he also volunteered to accompany his friend home. Frank declined the help.

Frank was hoping that if his sister was planning on going to 'go all the way' with Vito that it would not happen until darkness, and he should be home before then. He guessed wrong.

As he approached the house, he saw Vito's car parked in the driveway. Frank heart began racing. He hurried to the house and moved quickly inside. He had assumed that if the rumor was true that Vito and 'Emjay' would 'do it' up in her bedroom. Instead, he got an immediate shock upon entering his house. As he stepped inside, he was confronted with the naked couple on the floor of the living room. Vito had his cock between Mary Jane's legs, pumping wildly in and out of the young girl.

Vito stopped immediately upon realizing that he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, but for him it was too late. Although he was a year older than Frank, he was no match for him. Frank beat the 18-year-old unmercifully while Mary Jane screamed and cried, begging her brother to stop. By the time that Vito was physically thrown out of the house, he was a bloody mess.

The scene inside was as if it was from a movie. Broken lamps and smashed picture frames, along with at least one broken chair, were strewn about. There were also splotches of blood from Vito's nose and from Mary Jane's lost virginity. Frank looked at his sister with disgust. She was still naked but he didn't seem to notice. He somehow felt that she had betrayed him.

"You...how...Oh Mary... You fuckin' slut! " he raged.

The words cut deeply and her tears continued. Suddenly she realized that she was still naked. Hurriedly the young girl began to collect and put on her clothes while her brother sat and collapsed on the couch. Suddenly he began silently crying. His shoulders shook and tears began rolling down his cheeks.

Mary Jane had already begun moving and began to straighten up the room. She was silently scurrying about, picking up the lamps and chairs. When she was about halfway through, her brother began to come out of his dread.

He momentarily watched what his sister was doing, and then he whispered with venom, "Leave that alone. I'll clean it up. You go upstairs. Clean yourself off...slut! Go ahead; you're more dirty than the room."

A powerful gasp and sob escaped from the lips of the young girl. Her brother had never said anything to hurt her. This was awful. "Frankie, please...I'm..."

" SLUT!!! " he suddenly roared. His face was red as a beet and veins were popping on his neck. " GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!! "

She recoiled in horror. She had never seen him in such a rage. She had seen him display various tantrums over the years, but nothing like this. Mary Jane was about to say something further but she thought better of it. She rushed away, running upstairs to the bathroom.

With tears streaming down her cheeks and her mouth gasping for air, she ran a hot bath. She immersed her body in the tub for about twenty minutes, trying to soak all of the tension from her mind and soothe the soreness from her body. Then she went into her bedroom and lay down, trying to calm her nerves and emotions.

When she came down the stairs by her brother about an hour later, the room was in the best shape that it could reasonably be expected, considering the broken items. He had apparently cleaned up the area.

Mary Jane sat nervously opposite her brother for almost ten minutes, both of them remaining completely mute. Neither would look at each other and both kept their eyes downcast.

Finally, she looked over at him and gently asked, "You're...you're not gonna tell, are you?"

Frank couldn't explain either his current reaction or his later actions to himself. He looked up slowly and then seeing his sister's fright on her face he responded, "Whattaya think? Of course I am." Then to her utter chagrin, he spit out the final word, "Slut!"

He watched her with a perverse satisfaction as her shoulders tensed. After that they only made a few more minor remarks to each other during the night but each time that Frank talked to her he added the 'slut' word.

Finally, unable to take any more of this humiliation Mary Jane again began crying, softly this time, and she rose to go to her room. As she started to walk away, she stopped and looked back sadly at her brother.

"I'm sorry, Frankie, I didn't mean...I'm sorry I hurt you..." she whispered and then she started to move away.

"That's okay," he said. "That's what I expect from a slut!"

Upon hearing those final words of venom, she ran upstairs to her room, the tears burning her eyes.

Frank remained sitting in the living room for the next half-hour, running the night's events through his head. After about fifteen minutes, he began to question his own reaction. He couldn't understand why he was taunting his sister by calling her a slut. She had to feel bad enough for what she did and for what he did to Vito. In addition, he told her that he was going to tell their mom and dad. Why did he feel it necessary to keep calling her that word? That wasn't right. Maybe he should apologize? He remembered how hurt his sister looked each time that he said that. Now that the rage was no longer burning all rational thoughts in his brain, he felt sorry.

Corralling in his anger he went upstairs to go to his own room. When he reached the top of the stairs, he made the decision to apologize. He knocked on his sister's door and then walked inside. She was on her bed with a light blanket over her. She had it pulled up to her neck. Her head was turned and she watched him approach the side of the bed, almost afraid of what he was going to say to her now.

When he was standing alongside of the bed, he looked down at his sister, a strange look of sadness on his face. To her surprise he said softly, "I...I owe...I just wanted to say I'm sorry, Emjay. I...I won't call you that anymore...Okay?"

She nodded, a sickly look on her face. "Y-yeah...okay...Thanks."

He nodded back and their eyes looked sadly toward each other. "I didn't mean to...I guess I did want to hurt you, but I didn't mean it, ya know what I mean?"

A weak smile came to her lips. "I know," she nodded. He was about to leave when she asked, in a whisper, "Frankie, do you have to tell on me?"

He looked back with an almost guilty look upon his face. "Uh-huh, yeah...I...I gotta Mar, you know that," he insisted.

She looked so frightened and sad. "W-why?" she challenged.

"Because."

"'Cause why?" she persisted.

'Because I gotta."

"Dad'll kill me. I...I...Vito..." she stammered.

"He...Did he rape you?" he suddenly became concerned at how she was acting.

She shook her head. "No...I...We...I let him..."

"You even planned it, hah?"

"Yeah," she admitted, ashamedly, "I guess so."

Frank nodded sadly. He was again about to leave and once again, he stopped. He asked, "Why, Emjay, why'd you..."

"I don't know...I mean, I said I'm sorry..." she said, her voice one of rising frantic frustration. "What good will it do telling mommy and daddy? I mean, it's not, you know, it's not gonna get my...bring my virginity back. It'll only make matters worse for me. What good does that do you?"

He looked down silently at his sister. She was probably right. Telling on her would not bring her cherry back. Moreover, it will not stop her in the future, he thought. Maybe Vito wouldn't go near her again, but there will be other guys wanting to fuck her and a beating from her father was not going to stop her from doing it again. Not if she liked it.

"Did...did it hurt?"

"Y-yeah, at first, I guess," she answered his curious question.

"Did you enjoy it?" he almost whispered, hoarsely.

Mary Jane recalled the earlier episode and although she was now frightened the memory brought a warmth to her. She nodded and said, "I...Not at first, but it was...If you hadn't stopped it, I guess it was getting good. Yeah, it was...I was really getting into it," she admitted. The memory seemed to bring a strange look to her face that Frank could not identify, and then she continued, "If you hadn't come in when you did, I would have been...I mean, I guess that I was really out of it, wasn't I?"

Frank began to remember things that had happened but had not registered to him at the time. He recalled his sister clutching and verbally urging Vito to give it to her, harder. He now remembered the utter passion that his sister had displayed. He further recollected how excited he had gotten at seeing Mary Jane's naked body thrashing about under Vito; and even afterwards, when his sister and he were alone, while she was still naked. Their current conversation and the look on her face now, brought all of those visions back to mind for him.

Unexpectedly, Frank now made a surprise discovery. Without his being aware, his cock had developed to a full hard-on. He didn't know how long he had it, but the pressure in his pants now made him painfully aware of it. The memory of his sister and Vito fucking had him at full arousal.

"I...I just don't understand why you did what you did?" he said, adding, "I gotta tell, Sis."

"No...Please Frankie, PLEEEZE, don't tell."

Mary Jane was pleading to him as if her life depended on him. Frank had never seen his sister so frightened and, he thought, she was probable right to be so scared. There was no telling what their parents would do to her when they found out.

The seeds of an incestuous idea were starting to develop in his brain. It probably wouldn't have, if he didn't have a hard-on that was beginning to control his thoughts. His male hormones were working on him in a thousand ways. It was not as if he hadn't ever thought of his sister before. He had toyed with sexual thoughts of her in the past, but just as quickly as the thoughts occurred, he would dismiss them. But now...?

"Did...did Vito...did I, er, stop him from finishing what he, er, started?"

She nodded, not noticing that his hard-on twitched in his pants, and he continued. "Weren't you, er, aren't you frustrated...? Didn't you get frustrated when you, er, you know, when you didn't cum?"

Again, she nodded, still not realizing where the conversation was leading.

"Are...are you still frustrated...?" he asked, nervously.

Mary Jane was about to tell her brother no, that her body had calmed down, when she suddenly realized just what he was asking. Was it possible that he was...? No, he won't...Would he...?

"I...er...Yeah...I, er, guess so," she responded nervously, wondering where this was going to lead.

Frank licked his lips and gulped. "Me, too," he whispered.

Mary Jane tensed. Was he really suggesting anything? She hoped not, but she was aware from things she learned at school, that some brothers tried to do things with their sisters. The thought scared her, and she hated that she even thought it. Doing things with Vito was one thing because they were in love, but...her own brother...?

Her eyes nervously traveled down her brother's body and all of a sudden, she became fully aware that Frankie was hard. She looked up into his face and she immediately saw the flushed anxiousness. He was now looking like a frightened animal.

Frank was terrified that he might say something that his sister could possibly turn against him if he squealed on her. Yet, he had already made up his mind. He now wanted to try to blackmail her.

"But I guess it doesn't matter, er, how we, er, you feel, does it? I gotta tell mom and dad. Otherwise, I'll get in trouble."

"Please Frank, you can't get in trouble. They won't find out if you don't tell them...Please Frankie...I'll owe you big time. I promise."

He realized that he could not hope for a better opening. "How...er, how big?" he asked quietly, looking directly into his sister's eyes.

As shocked as she was, Mary Jane was almost positive now what her older brother was hinting at, that she could let him tell her parents or...let him...

"I...I'll...I'll owe you whatever you want Frankie...whatever you want...Just, er...," she said, looking directly into his eyes, and then, so they both understood what they were talking about, she moved her eyes again to the tent in his crotch and added, "Whatever you want."

His eyes were transfixed on her but he was still afraid to take the next step. "Tell me what I can have?" he whispered.

This is it, she thought. God, if anyone ever found out she would be branded forever. Summoning all of her courage, she asked weakly, "Me?" and stared meekly looking up at her brother.

Frank's cock was now raging, his mouth was dry. "Y-you sure?"

Nervously, she nodded. She had made up her mind. She didn't have her hymen to worry about anymore anyway. She would let her brother do it one time and that would be the end of it. Her fingers were trembling as they moved to the uppermost, unopened button on her blouse.

She whispered, "Put the light out first. Please?" she whispered.

Frank quickly moved over to the wall switch. This controlled all three lamps in the room. He shut them all off and in the dark, he began stripping himself naked, dropping his clothes carelessly on the floor. His heart was pounding in his chest and his hands were trembling. He was terribly afraid, yet eagerly excited.

Beneath the blanket, she nervously removed her bra and panties.

In the darkness of the room, he made his way back to his sister's bed. Upon feeling it at his knees, he sat down on the side, alongside of her. "Em...?" he whispered.

"Um?"

"Are...are you sure?"

She waited a full thirty seconds before answering, "No."

Frank understood because he was not sure either. "Do...do...you want to...?"

Again a long silence before she answered, "N-no. I'm...No..."

"I do," he said softly.

There was silence. She realized that her brother was having second thoughts, because of his regard for her. She waited. If he stopped now, then what? Would it revert to him telling on her?

"I'm...You know...I got...I'm sorry Sis...I couldn't help...I got...You know, hard. I won't, if you really don't want to do it."

She felt sorry for him while at the same time she strangely felt good about him. Obviously, he was hard and fighting his male feelings. She was well aware how these urges affected boys, as she had to fight off Vito for the past six months, and her prior boyfriend, as well. Mary Jane knew that once a guy was hard that his actions became irrational.

Unexpectedly, she slipped her hand from beneath the blanket and reached over to where she knew that her brother was sitting. Maybe she could give him a hand job? That always worked with Vito.

Frank felt his sister's hand land on his hip and then, to his surprise, she moved it over his thigh and into the center of his body. His cock twitched as her fingers moved around and clasped its rock-hardness.

"Nnnnnggggg," he groaned through clenched teeth.

"Wooo," he heard her murmur.

As her fingers held his flesh, Mary Jane's body seemed to energize. This was much bigger than Vito's. Much bigger! She pulled up slowly on the skin, gently, all the way.

"Oooooo," he moaned.

"Doesn't...You're...This is big Frankie...don't...don't you hurt girls with it?" she asked as she slid her hand slowly back down on the throbbing shaft.

Again a sound came from his throat and he said, "No...er, I don't know...I...never...you know..."

Again, Mary Jane was shocked. "You...You're a virgin?"

"Um-hmm," he murmured, affirmatively.

His sister's fingers tightened and she raised herself up on her elbow, facing toward him. She was now excited that she had found out that her older brother was a virgin. She had assumed that since he was a male, older than her, that he was much more experienced than she was. Now, finding out differently, she began to become intrigued with the idea of going all the way with her sibling.

Vito hadn't finished her off and her sexual feelings were again becoming activated, both from the touching of Frankie's cock and also from the knowledge that he had never had a girl. Brother and sister exciting each other to fulfillment; the thought strangely tempted her.

"C'mere Frankie. Come by me..." she urged as she tossed the blanket off her body and dropped it behind her young body.

Eagerly and nervously, he pulled away from her hand and climbed up alongside of his sister. Then he pushed his hot, naked body into hers, pushing his loins against hers and his chest against her soft breasts.

Mary Jane's opposite hand slowly moved onto his pulsating cock as Frank moved both of his hands between their bodies and cupped the hot flesh of her tits in his palms. She gasped. He felt her hot breath at his mouth and he was eager to kiss his baby sister, but was afraid.

As his fingers kneaded her flesh, he felt her mouth move against his. Her lips parted over his mouth and suddenly the male instinct took over. Violently he mashed his mouth on hers and when he felt her tongue shoot into his mouth, he groaned heavily.

Brother and sister's mouths and hands became increasingly familiar with each other. The many years of living together had taken their toll. They had unconsciously lusted for each other and now their true feelings were forging forward. His fingers and thumbs were squeezing gently on his sister's nipples and Mary Jane was feeling sensations that she never knew existed.

"Oh Frank, Frankie...oooo, mmm," she was moaning and muttering into his hot pursuing mouth.

She still had her hand on his huge cock and he was pushing in and out against her glorious hot flesh. He wanted to fuck his sister now, badly! Instinctively, he was pushing inward and back against her.

Mary Jane pulled her hand off his flesh and then both of her hands were tightly and frantically grasping and pulling the back of his head as their mouths worked with a feverish passion. His tongue was now flitting inside of her mouth as their bodies ground together.

"Frankie, Frankie..."

"Em...Oh Mar...Mar...Can we...?"

They were moving as if this was their last enjoyable moment here on earth. Neither of them had ever become so heated in their young lives.

"Yes, oh yes, Frankie, please...Hurry, hurry..."

Mary Jane pulled her body back for a moment, hurriedly shifted, and then she was lying on her back. Frank's mouth stayed working on hers so that when she turned, he automatically followed and as he rested on her, he realized that he had to get completely on top of her.

Eagerly he moved above her, placing his lower body between her legs, which she opened to accept him. Her knees rose alongside his hips. She was breathing heavy into his mouth as passion had completely overtaken her senses. His inexperienced cock was between her legs and her body was writhing beneath his, in an effort to become fulfilled.

Both kids had their hands upon the other's ears and necks as their mouths and tongues continued their heated assault on each other.

"Fuck me, Frankie, fuck me...please."

His cock was at the entrance of her pussy hole and upon feeling him she eagerly wrapped her legs around him tightly, her body pushing up hungrily to receive his flesh. Then Frank let out a wild eerie groan and moan as he penetrated his first pussy; his cock sliding into the slippery channel, the sensations thrilling him.

Mary Jane also quivered with excitement as she felt her brother's flesh filling her body inside her frantic loins. To her this was not the same as 'making love' with Vito. This was animal lust and sex as her cunt became a volcano, ready to erupt. Her brother was instinctively moving up and down inside of the young girl's body and she was eagerly moving up and down to meet his thrusts, which were becoming increasingly violent.

Brother and sister were fucking now with wild abandonment. As he thrust his prick rapidly in and out, her hot torso continued to writhe wildly beneath him.

"Emjay...Mar...oooo, I'm OHHH MARY. SHOULD I...I'm gonna cum...OH OH..."

"Cum...Yeah, cum," she responded. "Cum...cum..."

They were both filled with animal lust and she was soon becoming filled with her brother's juices. Spurt after spurt shot out of his cock and into his sister's cunt.

"OHHHHHHH!!!" she cried with extreme pleasures flowing through her.

"Nnnnnngggggg!!!!" Her pussy muscles were squeezing the final drops, as his penis finished shooting its incestuous load within her womb.

Vito never suspected the truth. A few weeks after that night, Mary Jane gave him the news. He had no reason to think that her pregnancy was not the result of their one time stand. After all, she had been a virgin and he had broken her cherry.

Hastily the families came together and a quickie marriage was arranged. Frankie and Vito actually became friendly toward one another. Almost every Friday night, when Vito arrived home from work after his 3 pm to 11 pm job, he found his brother-in-law waiting at his house. He would hardly have time to say hello to his wife before he and Frankie would go out for a few drinks.

Mary Jane ended up having five children, all with a remarkable resemblance toward her side of the family.

The End