Yullie and Har`el's Story

An Erotic Story by Incestual Romance

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Chapter One

Yulianna knew very, very well, what walking through this specific corridor would entail.
But she had no other option, no choice: it was the only way, for her, to reach her bedroom... naked as she was, and dripping wet after this long, hot bubble-bath and the hoter still, lovely shower (both of which she had needed BADLY, after walking through the heavy rain), she had to cross this entire now heavily-despised corridor, the corridor between the bathroom and her own bedroom, the corridor which goes right next to the room, between the bathroom and her bedroom: her little brother Har`el's bedroom.
No, she had to fix herself in her mind: Har`el was not so little anymore. Highly developed for his age, this eleven-year-old boy was, in fact, a small man - and with raging hormones to match. Somehow, somewhere, someone (Yulianna had no idea who, but she had a very clear idea, as to the nature of the physical and emotional tortures, to which she was going to subject him - or her, she had to uncomfortably remind herself - once she'll find them) had allowed this young, hormone-filled 140-centimeter-tall MONSTER a practically open access, to various kinds of hardcore pornography, with a strong emphasys upon little-brother-raping-big-sister stuff, especially from the early 1980's, where such stuff had still been semi-legal.
It was just as if, she thought, getting herself more and more horrified by the minute, by the second, just as if someone had WANTED Har`el, her dear little brother of times now long bygone, to become her RAPIST. As if someone close to her, had entered the most secret, darkest quarters of her mind, read all her oppressed, heavily denied desires, of being the victim of such an intra-family, INCESTOUS rape - and has been hard at work to make it happen...
She did not wish to think about it; not now, nor ever!! She WILL suppress these thoughts and erase them from her mind, once and for all!! She is a strong, 21st-century modern and independent female of sixteen years, who receives the highest marks at all her classes and whose shortish, somewhat boyish haircut and general confident good looks, have long since made her the envy of all her feminine classmates and the secretive wet dream of all her masculin ones.
And not just them, either. As Yulianna had now been openly bisexual and flirted, freely, with any girl and young woman who felt up to the challenge of taking this hot, athletic teenage blonde to bed.
This was, in a matter of fact, the only time, when she would let go of any and all controls and completely submit herself, if her partner just happened to be of the dominating type, to all the later, mostly much elder person's desires.
And, to put it simply: Yulianna just ADORED it, when a control-freak lesbian woman in her late thirties - or even forties, older than her own Mother - would bind her to the bed, or to a pole or a chair or just about ANYTHING, wear a gigantic strap-on and SHAG her, FUCK her, SCREW her senseless, while beating the hell out of her in the process... as this sixteen-year-old blonde has ALWAYS been a complete masochist, though already a very long time ago, she swore that she would NEVER allow ANYONE of the opposite sex to know ANYTHING about that. Hell, NO!! ALL her relationships with BOYS, must have HER as the dominant type and as the dictating party, with her admiring Lover gently crawling at her feet and worshipping her toes. ALWAYS and without ANY exception, EVER.
Well, enough procastinating! She had to get out of this bathroom and to her bedroom, and she had to do it NOW.
Shivering slightly, the stark-naked, frightened young female had exited the bathroom and started walking along the mortifying corridor, straight towards her own doo -

But she did NOT reach her own door.

A small body, as naked as her own but most definitely NOT as clean, pressed against her and pressed her against the wall.
"Hi Yullie", said Har`el, his hard, erected member pressed hard against her thigh, "wassup?"
She wringled to get free from him, but failed: small though he might have been, this kid was a judo-champion third year running and highly versed in jiu-jitsu, too; he loved lifting weights for fun, and already at his young age, was a small cluster of massive muscle-force. She gave up pretty fast.
Unable to reach her lips yet, he kissed one of her small, yet well-proportioned tits instead. "Hmmm, yummy!" he exclaimed, laughed gleefully and pressed her hands harder onto the wall. "I'm gonna put a baby into you big sis!"
This sentence he must have picked up from one of those films, Yullie thought; she knew these all too well, had watched prectically all of them during the past couple of years. NO!!! She will NOT surrender to those thoughts, NO!!!!
"Well, what have we got here?" Asked Har`el menacingly, while staring at her creaming slit, "you ARE gettin' wet now, hey right now bigsis?"
Yullie blushed crimsonly. Hell, she thought, what the use would be, for her, to deny the obvious. "Yes", she was proud for having looked him in the eye while saying this. "Yes, Har`el, I am. Your actions make me hot, for you"... and HERE she crashed down, crying, into this boy - her own younger brother!!'s - strong, boyish, muscular arms...
And then he kissed her, passionately. And, instinctively and without a single shred of thought, she returned the french kiss and with an extra passion. And his rock-hard little dick, was, already, right by the hairy entrance of her hot, now gushing cunt...
And he had entered her body. Her own little brother, her own beloved, eleven-year-old baby-brother, had forced his cock's road straight into her gushing cunt's wet warmness. There was no stopping it now: they had committed INCEST.

Yullie screamed, not with fright, but with passion, into which her former fear had now totally dissolved. The hell with ALL of society's stupid, totally-retarded taboos!! She wanted this boy, she needed his cute little cock inside her starving sweet vagina, just as much as he had needed her. And so, semi-lying on the corridor's chilly floor, she allowed him to penetrate her time and time again, to push his tiny little boyhood as deep as it would go inside her, while telling him, over and over and over again, how terribly MUCH she wanted him to father a child inside her - even though they both knew, of course, this was to take a little while, at least a year or two, before such a Grateful Event would, indeed, be able to take place.

And, as it came to an end, as he came inside her belly, she kissed him tenderly on his forehead and told him, "Thank You, Dear SweetHeart, for forcing me like that!! Thank You for... ahmm... Raping me"...

And the two smiled at each other, with endless, boundless LOVE.

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CHAPTER TWO

After having thus been womanized, by her very own little kid-brother, having thus been exposed, Yullie had found that she was, in fact, beginning to crave his violent touch. That very first time he had fucked her, they had made brutal love for over an hour, him fucking her first upon the corridor's wooden floor, at the missionary position, and then upon her own bed, at all other positions they could think of at that moment. Yes, she did surrender her tiny (though not virgin) anal hole to him, as well.
After having thus been womanized, by her very own cute-yet-violent baby-brother, the formerly fierce, sturdy teenage girl was, now, starting to find out how she could, in a matter of fact, draw an extreme amount of a not-yet-experienced Pleasure from gradually, yet knowingly and intentionally, turning herself into her own baby-brother's whimpering, obedient and approval-craving Sex-slave. It had begun that very day, and took a severe acceleration already the next day's very early afternoon, when - while kissing her younger brother fully on his lips - Yulianna had handed him a set of keys: there were her bedroom-key, her car-keys, and the most crucial thing, for her: a small silvery key to her Secret Diary, where she wrote down everything and anything - and first and foremost: ALL her most secretive Rape-Fantasies.
Such as the following excert:
i am walking down a dark, gruesome alley, at an abandoned industrial area, late, very late at night. Suddenly, i hear a little girl screams "HELP!" from one of the ugly, shuttered-windowed out-of-work former factory-buildings. Fiercely and determined to help her, i step into it fast, only to find myself standing, face to face, in front of over a dozen stark-naked children, all boys, aged between ten and twelve, all with raging hard-ons and evil, cruel look, of sheer violent hatred, at all their eyes; and at their feet, beaten up to a point where she seems to be critically wounded, lies the little girl who cried. She seems to be no older than seven, probably much younger and it is obvious, that would she not receive an immediate care, the cry I had heard, from her, is bound to be her very last in this life-time.
Paler by the second and shivering hard from sheer feminine fright, i nonetheless manage somehow to utter the words, "i'm taking this child and we're LEAVING!"
They all watch me, with an extreme malice, and all of a sudden, the cold, hard realization, of the madly fatal situation i had driven myself into, being such a bloody meddling idiot: i could NEVER even do as much as DREAM, of successfully taking on all of them! Two or three sure, perhaps even as many as five (if they'd make enough critical mistakes on the way), but twelve???
Sorry, girl! Can't possibly save you from them... although i know all too clearly, that they shall, most probably, MURDER you, most probably within the next few minutes... i stop, and try to retreat, as fast as possible, towards the door.

TOO DAMN LATE.

As i run, they run faster... and then, all of a sudden, i find out that they are standing all around me, surrounding me completely and, with slow, highly meaningful steps and with extreme quietness, closing in on me from all directions... there's absolutely no way, for me, to escape from their raging, cute little hard-ons now...
Twelve young hard-ons, one whole DOZEN of fully erected, sweet and rock-hard BOYHOODS, now surrounding me, simultaneously from ALL directions.
i panic. They catch me and, with just a few wild, yet well-planned cloth-tearings (i must not be the first girl, or even woman, that pack of young, human-looking WOLVES has raped... they seem to be quite trained, at the field of raping girls!), they strip me fully naked and then, while i cry and BEG them to stop, please, please just STOP, they begin to feel my naked skin all over... i'm on the dirty, smelly floor by then and then, one of them - a particularily stinky, skinny redhead - sticks his rock-hard young member straight into my cunt, another - into my tight little butt-hole, his skin scratching my shitting-tube and two(!) others - straight into my mouth...