I pulled away from her, got up and put my dick back in my pants.
“What are you doing, Troy?” she said, hurt.
“This is just to weird for me.” I lied. “You have issues, I’m out of here. This is over.”
“No, wait! Troy! It’s just make-believe!”
As I walked out her open door I turned and looked her in the eye.
Don’t follow me. Stay in your room for half an hour, then come downstairs. By that time you will see me as Matt again
She stopped dead in her tracks as I walked down the stairs. To further the believability of my plan, I opened the front door and slammed it shut, never stepping outside.
I went into the downstairs bathroom, and took a shower. I struggled not to relieve myself. When I got out I wore nothing but a towel and sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.
After about ten minutes of watching Con Air, Hannah came down the stairs, with a defeated look on her face.
“Hey, sis.” I said happily.
“Uh… Hi, Matt.” she said, avoiding my gaze.
“I noticed there were two plates in the sink. Had some company while I was out?”
“Yeah. Wh- where were you exactly?”
“Working late. Want to sit down for a spell?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“So how was Troy? Any luck with the-” I asked, making a pissing noise.
“Stop it!” she shoved me, but sat down close beside me.
“Can I be honest?” I asked.
“Okay.”
“You’re too good for him.”
“Really? You think so?” she said, blushing.
“I really do. I think you’re amazing, and if I wasn’t your brother, well…”
“Oh you perv!” she said, and gave my shoulder a light slap, but let her hand stay on my arm and soon took a cautious, affectionate hold of it. I turned to look her in the eye, drawing just a little closer to her face.
“I’m being serious. Sometimes, I honestly wish we weren’t related.”
“Matt… I’m your little sister.” she sighed, lost in my eyes. I wasn’t using any of my powers. I thought she might actually have a thing for me.
“I know.” I assured, laying my thumb lightly on her lower lip. “But sometimes I just, I don’t know, wish we were something-”
“More.” she finished my sentence.
“Yeah.” I whispered and kissed her.
The kiss was light at first, almost virgin-like. But then it steadily escalated, rising like a storm of tongues and lips and saliva. I grabbed her amazing, divine hips, and she wrapped her arms around me. I lay down on my back as we passionately – wildly – made out on the sofa. As she was lying on top of me, she could feel my stiffening cock through my towel. She opened the fabric and held my dick in her hands.
“It’s so much bigger than Troy’s…”
“I don’t want you to be with him, Hannah. I mean it.
“Don’t worry. He broke up with me.”
“Then can you…”
“I don’t know… We shouldn’t be doing this…”
Don’t be afraid to live out any of your sexual fantasies
“I mean, of course. I’d love to.”
She then proceeded to hungrily devour my cock, she didn’t even kiss or lick it first. She just swallowed the whole thing on the get go. She violently pushed her face up and down on my rigid member, as if her neck was a piston. This was really what she wanted, the only thing I had fooled her of was the whole Troy thing. And I hadn’t made her want to suck me off, I had merely made her let go of her doubt.
“Oh god, your cock tastes so good, Matt! I’ve wanted to this for, like, two years!”
“Two years, really?”
“And I’ve wanted to do… things… with you, ever since I found out about sex.”
“You’re amazing at this.”
“Thanks, Matt.” she said, and started jerking my cock. “You know, whenever I’d do this with Troy, I’d always pretend I was sucking your big, tasty cock.”
“You’re serious?”
“Yeah… Even last time, I imagined it being you, and I swear to god this is what I imagined it being like. This long, hard, beautiful cock. I want to suck it, and I want you to fuck me like a whore, and I want you to stretch out my asshole.”
“Wow. Just, wow.”
“Oh god, I’m sorry!” she said, letting go of my dick and covering her eyes. “You must think I’m a fucking freak!”
“No, Hannah. That’s not-”
“I just want you to do it with me like with Jordan.”
“Wait, you… you know about Jordan and me?”
“Are you kidding? Last Sunday, when Denise came over? For, like, the first time in two years? You two went straight up to your room, and that thing with the key? Come on. I knew you were fucking the moment she looked at you. What I never would have expected was for you to be fucking Jordan too!”
“But, I just-”
“And the worst thing is that I, your sister, is having this crush on you, fantasizing about you, even asking my boyfriend to pretend to be you sometimes – and here you are, having sex every other night with your other sister!”
I got up and kissed Hannah hard on the mouth.
“I’m going to be fucking you too, from now on. If that’s what you want.”
“It is. Fuck’s sake, it really is. But you’re doing it with two other girls and I can barely-”
You’re completely fine with me having sex with other girls. You like to join them and can enjoy sex with them as well
“- understand what’s happening to me. What is going on with you? What is up with you!?”
“Hannah, listen. Denise and Jordan and I, we have this deal. An arrangement.”
“Where you fuck.”
“It’s more than that. They are, well, no need to sugar-coat it, my own personal whores.”
“Your whores?” she said, and just as I’d expected, she was getting off on the word.
“Yeah. Denise has already agreed to be my sub, my sex slave. And Jordan says she isn’t interested in any other guy but me. Hannah, do you want to be my whore, too?”
“I…”
“To be my own little, dirty slut?” I grabbed her hand and put it on my hard cock.
“Oh, Matt… I…”
“Are you my little slut?” I whispered in her ear.
“I don’t know if…”
“Say it. Are you, or are you not, my little, horny, filthy, obedient – slut?”
“Yes!” she finally folded. “Oh god, yes! I’m your slut. I’m your fucking whore, Matt!”
“Then show me that fucking pussy. I’m going to fuck my little sister’s cunt until it breaks.”
“Oh fuck yes.” she breathed and got down on her back, spreading her legs for me.
It occurred to me that she never would have gone this far, if I hadn’t given her the command to feel free to do what she wanted. This side of Hannah that I had unleashed, was the side that most of us only keep in our sexual fantasies, the part of our imagination where there are no consequences. And now I fully realized, that was now my reality. I shoved my cock right into her pussy, and unashamedly pummeled her hard. Violently and without mercy, I fucked her sweet, smooth cunt and she screamed in pleasure as she clawed at my back.
I didn’t last more than two minutes like this. I pulled out and came a jet stream of cum on her tight dancer’s stomach.
“Oh yes…” she sighed. “I have the best fucking older brother in the whole fucking world.”
As I looked on my youngest sister, whose mental filter I had completely removed, who now was an open gate where all her wildest fantasies could come rushing out unhindered, I felt stares on me.
“Well, well, well.” Jordan said, holding Denise’s hand like a couple. “Welcome to the team, sis.”
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