Jailbait: Prequel (mf, Teen, Inc, Fdom, Coercion)
by KeithMcD

Note: These are just stories, some of them with very taboo themes
in them and NOT wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and
hope no one takes my tales as anything but sexual fantasies. I
don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with children,
rape, do drugs or murder people. I don't encourage anyone to do
any of the things my characters do either, they are not based on
anyone or any situation.  None of the people are real or based on
any one real and bare no resemblance to any event past of
present.
I hope you enjoy them and let me know what you think.






Clive Simons was seventeen and feeling his 'oats' as they say. He
was going out every night and coming beck in late and drunk. He
was a handsome young man and the nicest person you could meet. He
and his father had gotten on the wrong side of each other though,
because Clive refused to follow the Jewish faith as his father
and uncles had done. He just wasn't interested.
"Look, I'm not really into that stuff OK?" he had told his father
who raged and fumed at his son's disrespect for his religion.
"What is wrong with you?" David Simons almost screamed, "Why
can't you accept your heritage like a good Jewish son. Why do you
hate me so much?"
"Dad! Stop talking rubbish. I don't hate you or Mum or your
religion, it's just not for me. Look I've done everything you've
wanted without complaint, I've even had my barmitzvah. But I just
don't want to follow those traditions in my life. If I have a son
then he will go through everything a good Jewish boy is supposed
to and I will even give him to you for instruction, but I have no
interest."
His father's face folded into an angry replica of his own and his
mother, Helen Simons, came and tried to make peace as she had
done so many times before.
"Please let's not fight again. If he doesn't want to practise
Judaism then what is the problem? He has promised that his sons
will come to you for guidance. Let just stop the arguing, Hmm?"
she hugged both men against her huge breasts, smothering them
until they both laughed and relaxed.
It was an argument they had many times and would do so many more.
Jack, Clive's older brother always sat back and watched the
fireworks with a grin. The burly young man was a devote follower
like his father, but didn't think they should push Clive if he
didn't want to go in that direction.
Haley and Hazel were Clive's younger sisters, Haley was sixteen
and quite a beauty, she had very large breasts and would rival
her mother one day.
Hazel was the quiet fifteen year old. She was also quite a
beautiful girl who looked much older than her older sister, she
was taller and had a very curvy, sexy body. Her parents thought
that she was a good girl, studying hard and staying home. The
girl didn't have many friends by choice, she found the others so
immature.
But Hazel had discovered her body at a very early age and quickly
learned to give herself orgasms with her fingers. She had also
learned to put things into herself when she discovered that she
didn't have a hymen, she had lost that because of her gymnastics
class as had many other girls in that same class. Hazel found
that her thick marker pens felt really good when she slid them
into her tight little hole and the long red candle felt even
better.
Hazel knew all about sex, from her Sex Ed lessons and from her
few friends. She practised some of the things on herself that she
had heard and even borrowed a magazine from Trudy Tyler that was
full of glossy pictures of people having different kinds of sex.
She kept the book so long that the girl forgot who she lent it
to, coming and asking her if she knew who borrowed it.
"No, I wanted to borrow it and you said you already lent it to
someone." she lied.
Hazel kept the book in an envelope under her dresser, under the
carpet. She took it out after locking her bedroom door to look
lustfully at the pictures of cock and rubbed herself to several
hard orgasms. She knew she needed some very soon.
It was the night when her brother had come home late and she got
up to go to the toilet. As she walked past his bedroom door she
was shocked to see him sprawled out naked across the bed on his
back, his clothes scattered across the floor. She stood at the
door and gazed in fascination at the erection sticking up from
her drunken sleeping brother's crotch. Her pussy immediately
became juicy and she was unable to stop herself from entering his
room and gliding quietly up to his bed after closing his door and
locking it. She climbed onto the bed and, as an afterthought,
whispered his name.
"Clive!"
He didn't reply.
"Clive!" she said louder, gently shaking him.
He still didn't move or stir. The girl smiled and reached over to
touch his rigid cock. She felt electricity surge through her as
her excitement built, the warm meat in her hand felt wonderful as
she squeezed it and stroked it. She wondered if she could make
him cum like the girls in those stories. She leaned forward and
sucked him into her mouth, liking the taste of him and the feel
of his large circumcised round knob. She sucked it as if it were
a lollipop and pulled him deep into her throat until she choked,
coughing as she pulled her mouth off of him, laughing. She
stroked and sucked until the young man groaned and his cock
spewed sperm into her eagerly waiting mouth. Hazel rolled the
gluey substance around in her mouth as she watched her brother's
laboured breathing, she took the decision and swallowed it down,
not really liking the taste that much, but loving the feel of it
sliding down her throat and turned on by the dirty act.
By the time she got back to her room and her bed she had pulled a
second load from her sleeping, drunken brother. She lay back and
fell asleep with a very contented look on her pretty face.
The next morning Clive felt very uncomfortable at the way his
sister kept looking at him.
"What?" he asked a little annoyed.
"I just love you, that's all!" she said which brought an "Ah, how
sweet!" from her mother.
Clive shrugged and looked away as he answered,
"And I love you too!"
During the next few nights Hazel was a constant visitor to her
drunk brother's room. She divested him of his sperm every time
and now started kissing him on his mouth as she had seem the
women do in the movies, after all she was his lover. But now she
wanted more. She wanted to feel him inside her, in her sex staved
pussy.
He didn't go out that night and she was unable to get her nightly
'meal', so she had to wait until the weekend when he went out
after he and their father had a blazing row again. She realised
that at these times he got even more drunk. She went to bed that
evening and slept early knowing that she would wake up around two
as usual.

Her brother wore just his under pants again and she dragged them
from his body, dumping them on the floor next to her nightie and
panties. She had rubbed lots of Vaseline into her pussy and with
her own juices flowing, she was very slippery inside.
She rolled her brother onto his back and sucked him until he
groaned in climax into her mouth. Then she climbed on top of him
and fed the fat head of his cock into her dripping notch, leaning
hard on him and feeling his cock slowly ease up into her tight
little vagina.
"Oh God!" she groaned and clamped her hand over her mouth to stop
herself from crying out in pleasure as the thick warm tool sank
deeper into her sweet belly. Her brother groaned again under her
as she squeezed him deeper than she had dared push her candle.
Then she stopped. It hurt just a little, but she liked it and she
wanted some more.
She slowly rode her brother's sleeping body until she came,
gasping and crushing her brother's cock within her sexy young
body.

Clive was wide eyed in the morning. He had dreamed that he fuck a
girl with the tightest pussy he had ever been in. Clive had been
with his fair share of girls and had fucked quite a few of them,
but that dream was so damned realistic that he believed that he
had screwed some girl in his drunken stupor and then come home
afterwards not remembering.
Hazel was watching him with that strange expression again,
smiling at him. Lately she was spending a lot more time with him
and constantly sitting on his lap and hugging him, asking for
kisses all the time. His parents thought it was cute and sweet,
his older brother just laughed and shook his head.
"Better you than me brother." he said, "I wouldn't want the sprog
clinging to me like a leach all the time."
But Clive did love his baby sister, he always had and loved to
play games with her as she was growing up. She seemed a lot more
needy of late and he was a bit worried that she would have a hard
time when he eventually moved out of the family home. He didn't
really mind though.

Hazel had a great idea. She wanted her brother all the time and
it would be wonderful for him to be awake, fucking her pussy hard
while she lay gasping under him.
She knew how much trouble he could get into if they were ever
caught and from this she formulated a plan.
It was when her family were all going to spend the weekend with
their aunt Sarah. She feigned illness and asked to stay home
knowing that her loving brother would stay at home with her.
She got some red ink and used an empty squeezy eye dropper to
suck up some of it up and kept it hidden in her room. He offered
to remain with the girl and she almost smiled, but quickly fell
back into her fake sick face.
"Come on squirt, lets go watch TV!" he said hugging her and
leading her along into the living room.
It was that evening when she asked him for some wine and
encouraged him to drink with her. Clive was feeling good after a
few glasses, he hugged his sister close and tickled her. The girl
giggled and fought to get free. Clive's hands accidentally
touched her breasts several times as she squirmed in his lap and
his alcohol addled brain momentarily forgot that it was his
little sister and fondled her as she laughed and grabbed his
wrists, holding his hands in place.
"Let's drink some more wine." she suggested sexily.
He poured them both another glass and they drank a healthy gulp.
Hazel didn't really drink any though, she hugged her brother
close as she watched his eyes lose focus and kissed him on the
lips. He smiled and cupped her buttocks as she rubbed her crotch
against him. She picked up the glass and gave him more of the
wine, making him drink the whole glass and then starting him on
hers.
They played on, with her teasing and he grabbing her breasts
again as she turned to back him, sitting on his lap. She held his
hands on her breasts and coaxed the drunken young man to play
more dirty with her.
"I bet you can't squeeze my pussy!" she giggled.
 And he reached down to cup her crotch to her delight. Then after
she got him to drink another glass of wine she got up.
"Stay here, I'll be right back."
She went upstairs and changed into a large t-shirt, one of his.
She wore nothing else. Then she took her little squeezy bottle
and kept it in her hand, going back down to Clive and climbing
back into his lap. He hugged her immediately and she pressed her
lips against his in a long wet kiss which he returned.
Clive didn't actually know who she was, in his drunken haze he
believed she was a girl he met who had somehow ended up at his
house. He fondled her sexy body and sucked on her tongue.
"Let's go up to your room Honey!" she gasped.
And he nodded leading the way. Inside she helped him remove her
clothes and got him to pull off her t-shirt so both of them were
standing naked. Then, she pushed him back onto the bed and she
took him into her tight pussy. She fucked him all night until he
fell asleep and then she pulled off of him, squirting the blood
into her pussy and the sliding him back inside before falling
asleep.
When Clive woke in the morning he nearly died. That girl he
fucked last night was none other than his own little sister. She
woke up and cried, distraught about how he had raped her and made
her stay in bed with him. He saw the 'blood' and knew he had
taken her virginity. He was in so much trouble.
"Oh God Hazel. I was so drunk last night, I had no idea it was
you. Please forgive me."  he fell onto his knees and cried.
Hazel stood over him and stroked his head lovingly.
"If you want me to keep quiet then you will do anything I ask
you, OK?"
"Yes!" he replied in terror and remorse.
Soon he was back between her thighs fucking the girl and cumming
hard into her guts. She clung to him in delight and tongued him,
her personal slave and favourite brother, her lover.
His own sister using him to satisfy herself. After a year he
became used to it and even liked it a little.
It wasn't until he moved that things got strange.
He had a relationship with a blonde girl named Tracy Armen. She
got pregnant and her parents forced the two of them to marry.
During that time Hazel continued to fuck her brother whenever she
wished without raising the suspicions of her sister-in-law. The
nearly four years after they married they separated and then got
a divorce. It was around the time when Clive opened the printery.
Then he got his own sister pregnant and their father disowned the
girl when she refused to say who the father was. Clive took her
in and she had the baby. Their parents left for Israel with the
older brother, while she and her brother moved to Romford where
they let people think that they were husband and wife. She loved
that and nurtured it without actually telling anyone that they
were married.
The printery was now doing quite well and Clive spent a lot of
time there. When he got home he had to endue hours of pussy until
he fell asleep, Hazel just loved fucking her brother and refused
to let him go. He finally capitulated and resigned himself to
staying as his 'little' sister's 'husband' for the rest of his
life. His family thought it was funny that people thought that
the two of them were married and their new friends took it for
granted that they were.
It became a 'joke' for his sister to call herself Clive's wife or
vise versa and she quickly fell into the habit.
Clive's fate was pretty much sealed.
None of his relatives even got suspicious a year later when Hazel
got pregnant again, they just thought she was being a slut again.
Hazel exerted her control over her brother and became a partner
in the business. When their nephew Barry turned eighteen they
took him on as a printing apprentice. The boy didn't even know
that his aunt was not an aunt by marriage.
Then Hazel decide to train her second girl to be a perfect
wife-slut. She got her hands on many books on child psychology,
mind-control and domination. She read them thoroughly and started
to adopt some theories of her own, she began to program the
little girl. She was going to make her a 'point and shoot'
missile, whoever she selected for the girl she would devote
herself to completely.
In time she would be the perfect little love-slave to whomever
her mother chose
Right now though, she had to keep a careful watch on young
Nicole. The child was hot and always touching herself. She would
turn out just like her mother if she wasn't careful, Probably
turn into jailbait just like she did.

End


  
Jailbait- Prequel