All Chapters of A Dangerous Obsession: Chapter 1021 - Chapter 1030

He was quiet, the sound of traffic just audible on the other end. "Man. How did I not know you were like this?" "Insufferable?" Zoey asked. She thought she sounded like a nature documentary, normally narrated by Morgan Freeman but he was out sick and it was just her today. But it was how she felt and she couldn't help expressing it. Wes was laughing, and Zoey felt good knowing she could help take the edge off. He had hardly been in a laughing mood a few minutes ago. "No," he replied, "You're wonderful." She squeaked. What a thing to call your little sister! "Did it help?" His voice was lighter when he said, "Yeah. It did. I'll be home in a little bit. Love you." "L-love you, too." He hung up. That was new. Zoey couldn't remember the last time her brother had said that to her. She knew he did, of course, but he just hadn't said it in a decade or more. Zoey was jittery on the couch when he arrived. It was so bad that she forgot to be cold. So she was surp

Wes frowned, "They don't." "The waiter is glaring at me. I feel like I'm underdressed somehow." "I think you look great." Again, should Zoey comment? She allowed him to look, and now he was complimenting her appearance. It didn't feel gross, though. If she didn't say anything, it might become normal... "Really? Thanks." She plucked at her top self consciously. "I wasn't intending to wear this out on a...an outing." Not a date. Wes shrugged, "You still look good, sis." "Good enough to make you catcall me?" He went back to the skeezy voice, "Oh for fuggin' sure. Girls dressed like that, they're asking for a deposit, if ya know what I mean." Now she was looking her brother in the eye, reading his mind again, and they were both thinking the same thing. Thinking about Zoey getting a 'deposit' from her brother, on her face. "Tongue out, you think?" She giggled. "Yes." He dropped the voice, possibly by accident. "Hmm." They finished and paid. T

There was a trail nearby, lined with trees, with houses that butted up against the trail here and there. They walked a quarter mile or so down it, and Wes stopped at a house with a wrought iron fence. The fence was carefully woven with thick, woody vines. Little bunches of grapes grew on both sides of the fence, like an offering to passersby. Wes took a few with a smile, and Zoey followed suit."Ooh, these are good!"Wes nodded, "I spoke to the lady that lives here like a year ago, she said it's okay. They did this on purpose.""They?""Mhmm. Look." He reached through the fence and ran his fingers along a section of one vine. Zoey realized it was a pair of vines woven through the length of the fence, growing together, carefully interlaced. His fingers lingered on a carving just inside the fence, and Zoey leaned close to inspect it.It was a half heart, with the initials JL inside, with the heart facing inwards, towards the home. That made it upside down from their perspective. He tapp

And NOW she could smoothly work him, now that the initial process was completed, the tears out of the way and her throat acclimated to him. She gave him three long smooth strokes, all the way in and all the way out. She pulled back, allowing her brother's cock to fall out of her mouth completely, flopping onto his belly. She smiled at him with slightly swollen lips."Holy fuck, Zoey," he whispered, though the wind stole some of the sound. She just grinned and kissed his cock everywhere, licked it everywhere, before taking him fully down to the root again.Over and over, she swallowed him in his entirety, his gasps and moans making the whole process so much hotter. His hips rocked, trying to force more cock down her throat, but there was no more cock left to force. She had it all. So she just reached a hand up and caressed his balls, squeezing them gently, rubbing the sensitive spot on the underside. It was really only a matter of time. She could feel his balls tightening, his breath c

An anal obsession, a sister's love, and some teasing.Enjoy..*******"Sammy, dinner's almost ready, you gonna be done soon?" Hannah stood at the door to her brother's office / bedroom space. Sam looked up from his computer long enough to sigh."Sorry, Hannah, probably not. This customer is really demanding, and..." he sighed, burying his face in his hands. "I just have so much to do and no time to do it.""Work is really burning you out lately," Hannah tsked, walking over to rub his shoulders. He sighed and leaned back into her hands. "You need a break. You saw the same stories I did on the four day work week, that shit works. Work less and you'll work more.""I don't think a modest productivity increase would help me here. Just...more hours." His eyes were hollow at the idea."Why are they loading you up with so many projects?" She asked, glancing at his computer screen. She saw the usual floorplans, but the little window of his time clock showed he was clocked out.He shrugged, "So