Incest stories: Desire her or fear her. Author: Virtualgeek. This is actually one of my first stories, which I recently found on my computer again. I decided to look at it again, polish it up, and release it here. You will probably notice similarities with my other stories, as this actually inspired many of my later stories. You might also notice my favourite themes are: Incest, non-consensual sex and impregnation. The story is including of Fiction, Blackmail, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Reluctance, Teen Male/Teen Female theme.
Incest stories: Desire her or fear her – Part 1: Rejection and payback
Denise was relaxing at the pool, as she often did after her workout in the gym.
She enjoyed a bit of peace and quiet, especially after spending half the day being visually raped by horny men, as she trained on different machines that made her all sweaty. Not that she minded that, in fact she quite enjoyed the power she had over men.
At 19 years old, she was in the prime of life. She was 5’6 ft, and weighed about 110 lbs. She had long smooth legs, a firm ass, slightly wide hips, a slim waist, 36C breasts, long black hair, and a beautiful face with green eyes that would stop any man in his tracks.
At the gym all kinds of guys would usually approach her. Most were nervous, trying to hide their stares at her. But she also regularly met some men, who were a bit braver, and gave her primitive comments. She had heard every pickup line from “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk past you again?” to “Let’s go and play fire truck; I squirt with the hose, and you make a lot of noise!”
After she turned 16, she had never had any problems finding willing men. She just had to flick her eyelashes and start twirling her hair, and they would come running from all directions.
Frankly, Denise had to admit that it was too easy, and she was getting bored. There was no challenge in picking up men anymore, and she had recently dumped her boyfriend for the same reason, feeling that he only wanted her for sex.
As she was lying in the pool chair, wondering how life had become so boring at such a great speed, she heard the glass door slide aside.
Living with parents who were barely ever home (they both worked abroad), she knew it could only be her brother who had come home.
“Hi Adam, great to see you,” she said indifferently, not even bothering to open her eyes.
“Yeah, I bet it is,” he said.
A smell of strawberries suddenly hit her nose. Denise knew only 1 person who wore strawberry perfume, and sighed. “Hello Amanda,” she said, as she raised herself a bit in the chair, and opened her eyes.
True enough Adam was there, wearing red swimming trunks, and his girlfriend, Amanda, was standing next to him, wearing a yellow bikini.
Amanda, who was 17, was actually a nice girl, and with long blond hair, pretty blue eyes and firm breasts (which were a bit smaller than Denise’s) she was pretty as well. But for some reason, Denise was never able to stand her. Perhaps it was because she was so damn naïve, and thought everybody had a nice side to them, or perhaps it was the silly way she always looked at Adam like he was the Alpha and Omega in her life.
Not that Denise was denying that her brother was good looking. Just turned 18, he was 6’3 ft, and about 240 lbs. He had shoulder length brown hair, and brown eyes. Since he had been a little boy, he had dreamed of becoming a police officer, so he often worked out in the local gym, and thus had a physically well-kept body, and a handsome face.
Denise had heard many of her friends say that their legs became jelly when he smiled at them.
Why he would chose Amanda when he could have any other girl was beyond her.
Amanda knew that Denise didn’t exactly have her on the top of her list of favourite people, but she had accepted it. She raised an eyebrow as her gaze wandered over Denise.
“Wauw, I must say that is a pink….I mean pretty bikini,” she said, as she lay down a towel on the adjoining chair.
Denise was wearing a bright pink bikini, which left very little open to the imagination. Amanda’s bikini, while sexy, was far more modest.
Denise smiled. “Thanks, I picked it up last week, and I could personally never stand yellow myself, so I decided to go with a pink one,” she said.
Amanda noticed the hidden jab, and her eyes became colder. “Well, I am glad that there are guys like Adam who still appreciates a girl for more than just her body,” she said.
She walked up to Adam and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which made Denise roll her eyes.
“The problem with you Amanda, is that you think the world is open to discussion. It isn’t. In the real world only the beautiful and smart women survive. This world is a matter of being higher on the food chain, and I am on the very top. I could have any guy you ever dreamed of, and they would fulfil my every desire without hesitation,” she said.
Amanda looked like she was about to give a snappy remark, until Adam placed a hand on her shoulder. “Not another war please,” he asked her gently.
Amanda shook her head. “I don’t know why you are so hostile to me Denise, but have it your way. I am not going to feed your ego. Besides, I don’t have to worry about you taking the man I am dreaming about, because he is standing right here,” she said, smiling to Adam.
Denise leaned back comfortably in her chair and closed her eyes again. “There is no man I wouldn’t be able to take from you. But keep living in your little dream world Amanda. It’s obvious that you are not fit for the harsh reality of this world.”
After about an hour, Denise went back inside the house, and lay herself down on her bed, still wearing her bikini, as she began to read a book. After about 30 minutes, she heard her door open, and saw Adam come in.
“Denise, this has to stop,” he said, as he sat down on the corner of her bed. She closed the book, and raised herself on her elbows. “What has to stop?” she asked. “This entire war you are waging against Amanda. I know she isn’t your favourite person in the world…” he said, “What gave me away?” Denise asked innocently. Adam wasn’t affected. “But at least have some understanding for the fact that I like her. I don’t want to be the peace maker whenever the 2 of you are within 50 feet of each other.”
Denise rolled her head sideways. “Why Amanda? Why didn’t you pick Amelia, or Carmen? Both of them have asked you out at least 3 times!” she asked.
Adam just shook his head. “I am sorry, but they are just not my type.”
Denise now sat up properly, and her eyes were narrow. “They are like me. Are you saying that I would not be your type either?” she asked. Adam crossed his arms. “I don’t really think I feel like answering that.”
Denise pressed on. “Come on Adam. Are you saying that if I wasn’t your sister, you wouldn’t be attracted to me?”
Adam got up from the bed, and gave her a long look. Then he shook his head. “Sorry Denise, but the answer would be no. You are a beautiful woman, there is no denying that. But even though that is enough for some guys, I am looking for something more than that. Think about what I have said,” he told her, and left.
Denise brushed his words aside. He might be in denial about wanting her, but she knew better. All men wanted her, and she knew it.
The next day, Denise was again lying at the poolside, tanning after a long day at the gym, when Adam came out. “Hey, want a glass of lemonade or something?” he asked her.
Denise turned her head to the side, and smiled. “Thanks, that would be nice,” she told him. “And it is even nicer that you don’t have that little bitch with you today,” she mumbled after he went back inside.
He appeared quickly again, and handed her a glass of lemonade with some ice cubes. As she drank, she observed her brother discretely, as he took a dive into the pool.
He was glistening with water when he reappeared, and Denise had to admit that she was slightly jealous, that Amanda had managed to get her claws around him.
After a few minutes, Denise decided to put her brother to a little test, in order to end all this nonsense that he was not interested in her.
“Hey Adam, could you do me a favour?” she asked him, as she raised herself up on her elbows. He got out of the pool, and went over to her. “What do you need?”
She handed him a bottle of sun lotion. “Could you rub some on my back? I can’t reach,” she asked him, as she turned onto her belly. “Sure,” he just said.
He began to rub the lotion onto her back with forceful, and yet gentle hands, quickly spreading a nice layer across her backside. Denise reached back, and undid her top. “I hate tan lines,” she said. Adam didn’t seem affected, and kept rubbing lotion onto her back.
Denise began to appreciate the hands of her brother, he really seemed to know what he was doing. Every other time a guy had rubbed her in, they had either been shaking with fear, and barely dared touching her, or they had used the option to grope and fondle every part of her body they could get away with.
Adam simply worked quickly and without hesitation.
“Could you do it a bit lower?” she asked him. He didn’t answer, and just applied a new load of lotion onto her butt, and proceeded to grease her up.
“Alright, you should be good to go,” he said, as he dried his hands off in her towel. Denise was a bit sad that it was over so quickly. The entire thing had probably been more than 60 seconds, from start to finish, and the feeling of his hands seemed to make her relax. She raised herself again. “You can do my front if you would like as well,” she said, as she rolled over onto her back, making her top fall out of place, revealing her breasts to Adam.
He just smiled, and handed her the lotion. “I think you can do that yourself Denise. You are a big girl after all,” he chuckled, and then walked inside.
Denise was perplexed. He had brushed her off like she was a little schoolgirl! She hadn’t experienced this since the 3’rd grade, where she had told her teacher that she had a crush on him, and he had responded by saying that she was too “cute” for him.
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