This went on for some time, as Katia seemed to be experiencing something very deep. I had to admit that most of the kissing I had done in my life was frantic and aggressive. It was a means to an end, and more like fucking someone else's mouth with mine. This kiss was on another plane, and so honest and feeling that I could have kissed like that all night.Eventually I felt a soft moan from her, and I realized that April was behind her and giving her some loving attention as well. April's hands smoothed around Tia's bare butt, and every so often would rub between her legs.Finally Katia pulled her face back from mine and looked as deeply into my eyes as she ever had, and spoke a single word, "Jerek.""Katia," I replied, not sure what words could follow with any meaning. I went with, "I'm sorry.""I know," she rubbed my cheek with her hand, and softly kissed me again.I could feel April watching our interaction, absently rubbing Katia's body behind her. When we parted lips again, April
I muffled out a NO, but it was no use. I was helpless as my little sister bent over my lap and parted her lips above my cock. April turned to look at me again, smug."Very good Katia. Your brother never thought he'd see the day you'd be naked about to suck his fat cock, did you Jerek? Ok honey, stand up and let him go." A heavy breath of relief escaped my body.Katia straightened and backed up a step. April stood next to her, touching her face lightly and stroking her naked body parts in front of me, speaking softly."Look at what you're doing to him. He's ready to explode, in so many ways. His face is red," they both looked at me, helpless on the bed and out of my mind, "and his cock is hard as nails." They both looked there as well."Now Katia, it's time for you to perform. Are you ready?" Katia's nodding head made me nervous. "This time, I want you on your knees, and then you can . . . suck . . . my . . . pussy, right in front of him, okay?" She nodded, and I was confused for a mom
"They feel almost as soft as this little pussy does," one hand ran down her stomach and slipped between her legs, holding her crotch tightly. The hand started to rub between Katia's thighs, and a faint whimper emerged from beneath the veil of lifted dress."He's looking at your body Tia," April continued, "Your brother Jerek can see you. My god he's finally seeing you as a woman. How does it feel?"Thank god she didn't answer. I did not want to know how she felt, unless it was outraged at this demanding pink-haired girl and her sick requests. I had the feeling this wasn't the case however.April ran her hands up my sister's body and pulled her dress completely off. My baby sister Katia stood before me as naked as the day she was born, a day I still remembered quite clearly . . .I shook my head, looking my little sister in the eyes, trying to show what, disappointment? Concern? Heartbreak? It wasn't having any affect.April took her by the hand and led her to my bedside. I kept my eye
April took the pale green panties from Katia and held them out, taking a step forward. "These are your sister's panties Jerek. Your sister's. How many boys wanted to get inside these, hmmm? How many? But you didn't let them, did you? You stood in the way and saved your precious Katia from those horny devils, didn't you?"She took another slow step as she talked and brought them closer to my face. I wanted to rip her arms off."Such a symbol, isn't it, Tia's panties? The fabric acting as a barrier between your sister and the cruel world of men, hugging tightly to her soft treasure, cupping it . . . warming it . . . keeping it safe. What's keeping it safe now Jerek?" She swung them back and forth on the end of her finger. "She's bare and unprotected now, isn't she? Anything could happen."She dropped the panties on my chest and my eyes followed them, crestfallen. I just looked at Katia's underwear on top of me and felt too shocked to ever look up again.April moved back to my sister's s
My eyes began to well as Tia stepped in, an innocent angel. She wore a thin pale-green dress and her blonde hair was tied in bows. Matching ribbons fell almost to her shoulders, and she looked like sunshine come to light up the night. The look on her face was one of uncertainty, and she gave me a quick "sorry about this" sort of half smile."Yhhhu Bshtsss!" I tried to yell at April, but the material in my mouth was tight. My sister didn't look at me for long, or even seem shocked at my current state. She only looked to April, or whatever her fucking name was, and waited."Good girl," said the chick from the bar, "Do you see him now? This is as vulnerable as he's ever going to get, unless we can talk some sense into him of course."I had no idea what the hell was suddenly going on. April turned to me with both hands on her hips and her eyes seemed to boil into flame."Jerek Dreeson, you think you're some kind of fucking hero, don't you? Always so great at everything you do. Saving the
She continued as if I hadn't interrupted, ". . . for a while. You're nothing. Just a bullheaded, self-centered, thoughtless asshole," I felt her get right up in my ear "and tonight . . . I am going to break you."It was a simple threat. Large in scope and depth, but easily spoken aloud. The version of breaking someone I was most familiar with was a military one, and a far cry from any civilian understanding. There was no way this girl from the club was talking about that. I was sure her plan was something along the lines of turning me into some sort of obedient gentleman, rather than into a crying shell of a man on the cold wet floor of a prison cell. Still, she was starting to piss me off."Do your worst," I stated in smug defiance. Her response was right in my ear."Oh, you think this might be fun in some weird way," she said with a slightly slutty tone, "like maybe I'll pinch your nipples really hard while I'm bouncing up and down on your stiff cock, is that it?"I kept silent to l