Anything - For My Sister - chapter 2 / 3 - Sex Stories

Anything - For My Sister - chapter 2 / 3

Anything - Chapter 2 – Anything for my Sister

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Author’s note: If you want a plain old love story with only kindness and romance, this is NOT it.

If you like most or all of the following, please continue: Alcohol, Anal, Bondage/Spanking/BDSM, Mother-son and bro-sis incest, Non-consent/Blackmail, Orgy / group sex, Oral sex, Porn, Smoking. You have been warned.

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My phone rang in the middle of the night, and I groggily answered. "Hullo?"

"Is this Kurt Joelsen?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I'm police sergeant Bill Thomas. I'm sorry to give you some bad news. There was a car accident, and your sister Karen is on the way to the hospital."

"How bad is it? What about my other sisters, Kim and Kelly?"

"Karen was the only one in the car, and I think her arms are broken. She's lucky it wasn't a lot worse. You should come talk to her at the hospital. The address is ..."

At the hospital, Karen told Mom and I the twins were staying with great-aunt Hildy. I felt sorry for them. Hildy had been a high school principal for thirty years and wouldn't take any crap from anybody. At least the two of them were safe.

Karen had broken both of her wrists, but the doctor said she should be fine once they healed in two months. When it was nearly time to go home, Karen bashfully explained her situation.

"With casts on both arms, I need somebody to take care of me. I can hold a fork or spoon and eat, but I'll need help getting dressed, bathing, even going to the ...

... bathroom."

Mom looked annoyed, like she didn't want extra chores. I told Karen about the movie I found, where her and Mom had lesbian sex and let Grandpa have anal sex with them for money. Karen looked extremely embarrassed. I said, "If you'll share our bed and never run away again, I'll be happy to do whatever you need. Anything for my sister."

When we got home, she wanted to smoke, but couldn't work the lighter with her casts.

"I'll help you smoke, if you do it sitting in my lap?"

"Well ... okay."

She sat on me, encouraging a growth in my shorts. I lit her cigarette and watched her suck on it while I fondled her breasts. Mom's were larger, but Karen's were still very nice. I had a raging hard-on by the time she put the cigarette out. When she stood up, I slid my pants and boxers down, saying; "Have another one." I slid her panties to the side and guided her pussy onto my stiff rod. Mom was walking past and froze, staring at us.

"Come sit with us, Mom. Give her a light, and watch your babies fuck each other."

I held Karen's hips, helping her bounce up and down, as Mom sat next to us and smoked too. Watching them suck their cigarettes, the wet warm pressure on my cock, and seeing Mom's tremendous cleavage got me off before they finished smoking. I had Karen sit beside me and pulled my shorts and pants up. Karen started masturbating with just the tip of one finger, trying to finish herself, as I noticed Mom was crying a little. "Help her finish, Mom."

Mom reluctantly ...