Gerald stared at his little sister's tight little pussy, trying not to think incestuous thoughts, but the temptation was too great and he failed miserably. He could plainly see that she was getting hot, and it was hard to tell where his seemingly psychic hints stopped and her own arousal began.
He imagined her lying on his bed, stroking that little sex-hole of hers like the little slut she always made out she was. Before he knew it, Katrina had pushed past him and flopped on to the bed, legs splayed apart and fingers rubbing wildly. "Mmm... this feels so good," she moaned, inserting a finger inside and beginning to work it in and out of her snatch.
Springing to life faster than a swimmer could leave the blocks, Gerald's cock was stifled for room in the confines of his pants. At the sight of his sister getting herself off right in front of him without any inhibitions whatsoever, it was so hard it hurt, and Gerald had to find a release. He quickly dropped his slacks and stood there in his boxers watching in awe Katrina finally reached her limit and began to writhe under her own hands, moaning in a loud orgasm.
As the huge wash of pleasure his sister was feeling began to subside, Katrina looked up at her brother. There was a slight air of puzzlement about her, and she began to pull her thong up from around her ankles.
As if it had a mind of it's own, Gerald's erect member poked its head out of the button fly of his boxers. The button slipped and his whole cock shot out of the hole. He tried to put it back in, but in his mind he wondered, would Katrina ever remember this if I willed her not to? Would she actually like to suck me off?
His sister stopped what she was doing and began undoing the straps to her bra instead. Still speechless, Gerald gaped in awe as his little sister tossed aside the last vestiges of her clothing and knelt down in front of him. She gently took a hold of his raging hard-on and said in a low murmur, "I won't remember anything you don't want me to remember, big brother. But I can keep a secret." She brought her head closer to the end of his shaft and lightly licked the dripping slit. "And God yes would I like to suck you off. I've wanted to do this for YEARS..."
Gerald closed his eyes as his sister opened her mouth, ready to engulf his manhood, but just before her lips touched him, their step-mother's voice came floating in the door.
"Is everything alright in there? I heard some strange noises and I just thought I'd..." the pair's step-mom, Brielle trailed off as she stepped into the doorway and took in the highly erotic (and yet highly wrong) scene.
Hoping like mad that his newfound mind-controlling abilities will work on his step-mother as well as his sister, Gerald frantically thought of what to do. Should he invite his 'mother' in to join in, or tell Brielle to forget she ever saw this and leave him alone with his sister so she could pick up where she left off (and maybe go and find her later for something else)? |