I shift myself backward and push Ally’s ass up. Her thighs slide out from beneath me as her knees bend. I take a grip of my sister’s blonde hair and force her upward, making her bound arms and back press against my torso. She looks back at me, her eyes still wide in pain and fear, but the pleasure is beginning to show. The pleading stare no longer begs for reprieve, but for continuation. I can see the stream of thought seeping from her mind. ‘Rape me harder, Trish; break me open.’
“Ally,” I smile at her as I begin to thrust deeper into her defiled gape, “do you like this?”
Ally shakes her head.
“Don’t lie to me, Ally,” I whisper in her ear, and then lick the side of her face, “I can taste the truth on you.”
Ally turns her face from me, but I grip her chin and force her gaze back to mine. Her face is contorting deeper into the throes of her ecstasy. The wide-eyed stare she gives me is now seeped in pleasure. Her muffled tones no longer bare the screams of protest, but the ardent pants and moans of a woman in the jaws of ecstasy.
“I’ll stop if you want me to.” I smile, knowing the lines of her mind, “I’ll pull out, untie you, and we can pretend it never happened. Do you want me to do that?”
Ally nods her head; she thinks I’m bluffing.
“Ok,” I say, and pull out of her ass, her exhausted sphincter prolapsing, and forcing a sharp cry of delight from my sister, “we’ll stop.”
Ally’s face falls in dismay. Her eyes look at me pleadingly. She bows her head and muffles something.
“I’m sorry,” I smile, and pull her panties from her mouth, “I didn’t catch that.”
“I…” Ally says, her voice soft and faint, “I…don’t want you to stop.”
“What was that?” I smile.
“I want you to rape my ass.” She grumbles.
“Come again?” I tease.
“I WANT YOU TO RAPE MY ASS!” she screams, her voice etched in desperation, her eyes pleading-no-begging me to do so.
“Ally,” I laugh, “I was wondering about something: was I supposed to wake up tonight?”
“No,” Ally confesses, a coy smile forming across her lips, “you were supposed to stay dormant for two more days.”
“But…”
“But I shaved off fifteen more milligrams from Jake’s doses,” Ally grins, “so that you’d wake up tonight.”
“How long have you wanted to fuck your brother?” I ask her.
“Jake? I wanted to fuck Jake since we were fifteen. You? A bit longer than that.”
“And this whole thing…”
“I got a bikini wax and a bleaching two days ago,” Ally said, “just for this occasion. Ever since you told me about Jake’s anal rape fantasy, Trish, about how you wanted to do it so bad…I’ve been fingering my asshole every night thinking about it, about how I would react, how I should stay submissive, what thoughts I should let you see.”
“Let me see?!” I asked, completely dumbfounded.
“I learned how to block you out almost instantly,” Ally laughs, “I just drop a few hints, a few subtle inklings of my mind. Lead you on a bit.”
“Ally,” I laugh, shaking my head, “you’re just as-if not more-fucked up than me.”
“I know,” Ally smirks, “Tomorrow, Jake’s going to take my pussy virginity; I knew he couldn’t handle this fantasy.”
“But I could,” I smile as I press my cock between her glutes, “and I played right into your hand, didn’t I?”
“Does it make you angry that I manipulated you?” Ally smirks at me, “Do I need to be punished for it?”
“You’ve been such a naughty little slut.” I whisper in her ear.
“Yesssssss,” she hisses, “demean me, degrade me.”
“You’re a sick little whore,” I snarl as my hands reach around her and grip her full, pale breasts, “who wants to fuck her brother.”
“I am!” she moans, “I’m a shameless skank who wants to be raped in the ass!”
“I’m going to have to hurt you, Ally,” I say as my thumb and forefinger pinch a nipple in each hand, “I’m going to have to teach my new whore a lesson.”
“Teach me, Master!” she cries, “Punish me for being such a little slut!”
I angle my cock against her puckered sphincter and give her what she wants. She cries out in delight, her eyes still brimming with tears, her lips agape in part of ecstasy. Her warm insides welcome me with their clinging embrace, her prolapse internalizing as I push back in. Her head whips back until it’s resting on my chest, her panting mouth breathing her breath into my nostrils, her begging eyes staring her pleasure into my face.
I grin down at her as I pump harder and harder in her destroyed anus, my fingers stretching her nipples from her body, her ample, pale bosom deforming to conical spheres. Her brow furrows, her mouth screams, her back arches and her glutes flex about my cock. Her ass presses against my pelvis as I drive in, and her rim stretches from her pelvic floor as I pull out. Her body gyrates; her bound arms struggling behind her back, her thighs contracting, her hips grinding, her chest heaving as her breasts bounce in my pinching hands.
“Oh god, Trish,” Ally screams, “I’m coming!”
I let her breasts fall from my hands. They bounce in delightful jiggle, and then bob to the increasing cadence of our lust. I grip my sister’s thick, pale thighs, and push them forward. Her legs fall out from beneath her as I lean back into a sitting position. I continue pulling her legs up until her knees are in line with her ears. I slide my elbows beneath the backs of her knees and lock my fingers together behind her head, forcing her face to look down at what I’m doing to her. She squeals in delight, her anus contracting and convulsing, her abs flexing as her ankles dangle helplessly above her head.
Her pelvic floor stretches from her body with each pull; my girth bringing her insides out of her, sending spasms shooting up her spine. She’s screaming now, an endless, unbroken note that fluctuates to the chaotic cadence of my thrusts. Her entire body is shaking with the speed of our sex; her breasts jiggling wildly, her ass rippling in delicious waves of flesh, her hair flailing in a mess of blonde. Her scream turns to hoarse sobs, “oh, my god, oh my god,” is all her mouth can say.
I turn my sister’s face to my own. Her lips are quivering and agape, a permanent expression of shocked euphoria strewn across her pretty face. I gaze into her pleasure-warped eyes and bring her mouth to my own. It’s the first time either of us has been kissed. Somehow, I know exactly what to do, but Ally is obviously a novice. I guide her through it, opening her mouth and sharing her tongue with my own.
Her flavor permeates inside me, her wet member entangling and wrestling with my own. Our lips suck gently about each other as we express the pleasure of our bodies. She breaks from the kiss to yield another screech. Her anus convulsing wildly, her pelvis shooting contracting spasms up her spine. She stares at me, her eyes wide and brimming, her brow furrowed, her lips parted wide, her cheeks flushed and her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Then she flings her head back and screams louder than ever before.
The muscles in her abdomen flex and twitch wildly, her asshole clenches around me in a lusty vice. Lecherous tones erupt from her chest as her chaotic breath mingles with her soprano note. I feel the quaking in Jake’s nethers, the tell-tale sign that the end is near. Ally’s head wrenches forward, her shoulders pinning back, digging their blades into my chest.
A stream of feminine juices erupts from her pussy, showering us with her sweet stink. Her back arches in a violent return, sending her head flailing back, and jutting her breasts forward. My hands leave the back of my sister’s head, and greedily sink their fingers into her flailing breasts. She’s no longer screaming, but mouthing soundlessly to me, her mind completely gone in the wake of her first sexual orgasm. I feel the last of me give way to the building sensation, and I roar out in Jake’s voice, thrusting my sister into the air as I unload into her ruined gape. She finds her voice and joins my own in a harmony of lust, our bodies rising in crescendo as the last beats of our sex smack skin-to-skin.
We fade down together, our breathing heavy and panting, our bodies wet with the strain of our lust. I fall backward, and she collapses on top of me. We lay there for a while, recovering from the intensity, regaining control of our minds. The dopamine rush kicks in; evolution telling me that I did good. I finally find the strength to unbind my sister, and she rotates on top of me and plants a passionate, thankful kiss on my lips. I tangle a hand in her blonde hair and return it. We part, a string of saliva bridging our mouths, and we stare into one another’s eyes.
“That’s a hell of a way to lose your virginity.” I laugh.
“I’m still a virgin,” Ally smiles, “the ol’ poop-hole loophole.”
“You’re saving it for Jake, huh?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Ally says, rolling to her side and nestling her head on my chest, “a romantic, gentle first time.”
“Mmm, I don’t think that’s how you really like it,” I smirk, “you little anal slut.”
“Shut up, Trish,” Ally giggles, “there’s more to my sexuality than just a hard fuck. With you, I want to be violent and aggressive, but with Jake, I want to be loving and tender.”
“Jake still thinks of you as his sister,” I say, “you’ll have a hard time convincing him to do anything.”
“And you?” I ask, “Are you not my sister, and am I not yours?”
“Well, yeah, I see you as a sister, but that just makes it hotter for me,” I laugh, and fill my hand with her supple ass, “you and I are a set of depraved twins. I didn’t know how fucked up you were though.”
“I spent too much time in my own head after they put the regulators on me,” Ally says, “I had…a lot of dark thoughts go through me; mostly aimed at Jake for stepping off the side of that curb without looking. I killed a man, Trish; that changes you.”
“And somehow, murder turned you into a masochistic, incestuous deviant,” I smirked, “who planned out her own rape days in advance.”
“I’m a mess, I know,” Ally sighs, “but I think we’ll need a couple of damaged women in the days and weeks to come. Things are going to get bad, Trish; people are going to die.”
“And we’re going to kill them,” I say, bringing her close, “we’re going to kill them all.”
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