My lips wrap around my sister’s clit. My fingers slide between her cheeks, stopping for a moment to graze her rim, before creeping to her oozing womanhood. Two digits glide into the tight depths of my sister, and my wrapping lips suck and rotate. She can’t help herself. Her head flings up from the pillow, her blonde hair flailing in an arc. Her mouth trembles for a moment, and then opens to yield a moan of pure delectability. No more pretense is left in her voice, only the carnal sound of her pleasure. My fingers slide deeper into her, gently parting the tightness of her womanhood. I feel the clenching resistance of her depths, and push through her chastity. She cries out in pain and pleasure as the blood of her purity flows onto my invasion. I soothe her pain with the ardent sucking of my lips; pulling her clit all the way into my mouth and stretching the loose skin of her vulgar lips. Another tremor runs through her thighs, this one stronger than before. Her glutes clench around my face, hugging me in a welcoming embrace. My fingers search her depths until they find what they’re looking for: the spot on her ceiling that drives a woman crazy. I press against it and slowly slide my prying members back and forth. My lips seal and rotate, my spit leaking from my mouth and onto her stretched vaginal flesh. Ally can’t hide it, can’t stop herself from singing out. A soft, desperate cry comes from her mouth, and her restrained arms tremble in gratitude.
I play with my twin sister like this, increasing the depth of my invading fingers, increasing the ardency of my sucking lips. She isn’t just moaning anymore; she’s squirming in delight and crying out. Her mouth is curled at the corners in a pleasure-stricken smile, and though the tears still flow from her eyes, the windows to her soul are gleaming with ravenous want. She looks back at me, and I look up at her. I pull my lips from her nectar-soaked slit and smile.
“You’re enjoying this!” I tease softly, my fingers placating her blooming defiance, and replacing it with subservient pleasure, “You like having your brother eat your pussy, don’t you?”
“N-n-no!” she manages to stammer out, though her back is twisting in in response my invading hand.
“In Jake’s fantasy,” I continue, the pace of my fingers still forcing my sister to reel in delight, “he eats you out, he fingers you; do you remember what I told you he wants after that?”
Ally’s eyes widen in fear. Her pleasure-stricken mouth still parts in gaping awe, but the luscious lips that rim it, are quivering.
“That’s right, Ally,” I muse with a smile, “Jake takes his cock,” my other hand joins in and begins caressing her taint, “and he forces it into your virgin asshole.”
Another incantation forms in Ally’s mind. This one isn’t a knock-out shot; this one is lethal. I stop the hemorrhaging spell in its tracks, sending a blast of pain into my sister’ skull.
“You just tried to kill me!” I laugh cruelly, “All that effort you made to get me here, and you were going to throw it all away for some rape?!”
“If you…” Ally pants, “If you touch me again-”
“You’ll do what?” I smirk, “Ally, I’m going to fuck your asshole now.”
Ally thrashes and screams for help. I silence her with her own panties, and revel in her humiliated expression. Her pale face is flush with rage, her blue eyes staring their fear into my own, her mouth puffed at the cheeks as she’s forced to taste the contents of her womanhood. I grin down at her, and once again, part the soft, pale cheeks that are making Jake hard as a rock. I straddle Ally’s thighs, and slide my counter-part’s rigid member between his sister’s glutes, relishing the feeling of her warm softness surrounding me. Her juices froth from her slit without her permission, her body betraying the defiance of her mind. Her asshole is puckered, pink and clean, and it twitches as my shaft glides over it. Through the muffled sobs and pleas of my sister, I hear the murmur of an approving moan escape from her chest. I push down on my throbbing cock, pressing the tip against Ally’s tight, perfect sphincter. She whips her head around, her eyes giving me one last pleading look. I smirk at her fear, getting even harder in its expression. I spread her wider, force my way in.
It’s difficult to describe this feeling. Ally’s sphincter resists me for every inch, clinging desperately closed as I drive harder. Her neck is twisted unnaturally, her head shaking fervently in the final pleas for mercy. I’m not in yet, but I can feel her beginning to expand. I give her a courtesy spit, and watch as the string of saliva descends perfectly to her opening rim. My head eventually breaks through, and Ally’s back begins to flex concavely, her stomach pressing into the bed as her ribs and breasts lift from it. I push deeper, and then…I’m in. Her rim encloses about the crease of shaft, sucking me into her greedily. A muffled scream erupts from Ally’s occupied mouth, her eyes widening, pain mixing with the fear that’s already written across them. I push deeper, savoring the feeling of her tight, warm insides enveloping me, twitching around me, hugging every curve of my girth. Ally’s thrashing beneath me, her back twisting and her legs kicking. Her spine continues to arch with every inch I push into her, as though my cock were a lever for back. Slowly, gradually, I continue my descent, watching in amazement as her shit-hole gapes about me, as her rim thins to a white circle, as her glutes flex and twitch around what remains of my exposed shaft. I push the last inches of myself all the way in, and marvel at the feeling of her gripping asshole clinging to every bit of me. God, it’s the best feeling in the world.
“The hard part’s over, Sweetie,” I tease my screaming sister as I caress her arching back, “it’s all good from here. You did so well.”
Ally isn’t listening to me. She’s thrashing and screaming in agony, her restrained arms flexing to be freed, her wet eyes writhing in their sockets, looking back at her anal penetration in horror. I smile into those eyes and slowly withdraw, laughing at her expression as she sees her inner-flesh come out with me, her anal skin sheathed to my cock. She almost prolapses right there, but I push back in before she does. Ally jerks forward, her head whipping upward in a painful wretch, her back flexing so that every muscle stands up. I pull out, and push in again, increasing my pace and force with each thrust, marveling at the feeling of her tight insides constantly constricting about me.
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.”
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