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

Anything - For My Sister - chapter 2 / 3

... played with Karen’s clit, making her cum. I saw the speed of Mom's tears increase, and she began to sob.

I asked; "What's wrong, Mom?"

"I did this! You two are 26 and 27! You should have a husband and wife, and kids of your own, by now! I made you into this! I'm so sorry!"

I said, "But we're happy, Mom. At least I’m very happy."

"You two doing incest is disgusting and creepy!"

“And fucking your son five times a day for years isn't?"

"That's different! You blackmailed me! I didn't have a choice!"

“Karen doesn’t have a choice either. It’s exactly the same. Since neither of you has a choice, I think I’m going to buttfuck both of you while you get each other off with your mouths.” I grinned from ear to ear.

Mom angrily said, “I need a drink!" She stormed out and went to my late father's study, where he had kept his collection of fine whiskeys. We let Mom sulk, listening to sad country songs, and getting wasted on some expensive Burbon. Only an hour later, I saw her sleeping on the loveseat in the study. I hated sad music and turned it off.

I helped Karen with her needs all day, including five more cigarettes and a couple of fun moments on the toilet. I loved to watch her pee. At bedtime, I undressed Karen and laid next to her on the bed nude. "Sis, Mom does anything I want, because of the video you two made with Grandpa. We're going to watch them all, so I can see the rest of what YOU did."

"But Kurt, I'll do what you want already! Please don't make ...

... me watch them! I need help with everything! It's not like I can dress myself and run away in the middle of the night!"

I started to put a DVD in the player, "Karen's Kunt Kissers".

She cried as she said, "I’ll do whatever you want, anything, just don't make me watch! Please?"

“What’s on it?”

“When … when I turned 19, Mom got a bunch of money for making me screw some of Grandpa’s friends. It’s horrible! Please?”

"It's ok, sis, it's ok." I wiped her eyes with tissues and hugged her.

When she calmed down she continued. "While I was away this time, I married a jerk, Tim. He would hardly ever pay for anything. If I complained, he slapped or hit me! I was working two jobs and it was barely enough. I couldn't even afford a babysitter, so I had to get Hildy to watch the girls last night. I was going to celebrate my divorce being final, then do another movie."

Tears came to her eyes again. "I really wish I had a guy I could trust to be nice to me, and really take care of me! I've always wanted that, but never found a decent guy."

She paused a long time, and I saw she was considering if she should ask me something or not.

"You're safe now, sis. What's on your mind?"

"It's wrong, but I don't care! My last name is 'Carter' now, instead of 'Joelsen'. If we go to another state, we can probably get married. Then I can be sure you'll stay with me and support me. You're the only one who's ever been good to me for long. If I do whatever sex you want, will you love ...