Taking His Sister In [inc, nc]

(Fictional story from a request, trigger warning-rape/incest-i love feedback positive or negative!)

Jamie and Kyle grew up like any other brother and sister, tolerating each others existence while sharing a childhood. Kyle was 4 years older than Jamie, and once he hit his teenage years they begin to grow apart like most siblings do. Kyle had grown into a solidly built, 6’4″ 220lb, 22 year old with wavy brown hair, a tightly trimmed beard, and piercing blue eyes. He was fresh out of college and already twice promoted at the startup tech company he worked for. He had a nice apartment in the city and everything was going well in his life. Kyle had come to like the feeling of getting what he wanted, almost at his will. Degrees, promotion, girls, everything was just falling at his feet. Once he he achieved what he considered success, an old lust reemerged, one he thought he had burried deep enough to never grow again.

Jamie was a bit of a forgotten younger child, once Kyle left of school out of state, Jamie’s parents stopped being the attentive, supportive parents they had been. It was easy to do, Jamie was not in sports, or drama, not even in the marching band. No Jamie had found religion and it had a tight grip on her, tighter than any boy at school would ever get the chance to. Jamie isolated herself with her new found commitment, shunning her friends as “sinners” and only quoting scripture to her parents. She was all about her church, even after a mini family intervention. She tried to hide her developing body under thick sweaters, and long skirts, but she was never able to fully conceal her supple C cups and wide round bottom. She cursed her body as it was only going to attract evil intentions. She envied the flat chested girls in school, embarrassed by her perky features.

Jamie finally pushed her religious agenda too far when Jamie held a “cleansing ceremony” burning her parents sex toys, liquor, and some porn that Kyle had left behind. She repeated the same cryptic Latin chant over and over again as the flames destroyed her family’s “shame”.

Furious and exhausted with their daughter the parents called Kyle, offering to pay his rent if he agreed to take her in. Kyle hesitated, hearing about the pain in the ass that Jamie had grown into his first reaction was “fuck no”, but after pulling up her school photos online he noticed that while she may be a massive bitch at times, she had also grown into a slender, full chested young women who had just turned 18, but made it a point to decline a party, because it was sinful to celebrate herself. Kyle grudgingly agreed, with the condition that he could ship her back at anytime.

Jamie arrived in an uber that met her at the airport the following week. Having embraced the minimalist lifestyle months ago she had all of her positions in one large bag. Kyle buzzed her into the building, offering a brotherly hug, only to be met with a cold handshake. “The only man to hug me will be my husband” she says, sounding almost rehearsed. “Oh you got married?” Kyle asks with a quizzical tone. “Of course not” Jamie responds with an annoyed tone, “but when I meet him, he will know he is the only man to have touched me.” Kyle rolls his eyes, taking her bag to the small guest bed room across the hall from his. “So if you live here, you are going to need to tone down the religious shit. I dont want to hear about it. Also you are going to have to find a way to help out.” Jamie groans and just walks away, her brothers eyes glued to her thick pleated skirt as her hips sway back and forth.

Weeks went by as the two siblings co existed, Kyle’s urges growing stronger and stronger, while Jamie’s dedication to her faith became an unhealthy obsession. She had found a local branch of her religion with an over zealous leader. She was spending hours a day at the church, only coming home to sleep and shower. Kyle used this alone time to explore his little sisters life through her things. She had a drawer full of pure white, very conservative cotton bras and panties, nothing remotely sexual to tempt any form of sexuality. Kyle would pick a pair out of Jamie’s hamper each night to strike his cock with. Thinking about his sisters tight virgin pussy as he pumps the smooth fabric up and down over his rock hard shaft, swirling the crouch of the panties over the wide tip of his cock until he inevitably explodes in her most intimate piece of clothing.

Jamie returned one night hours early, the church was closed due to a water main break, causing Jamie’s early arrival. She walked into her room, seeing Kyle laying on his back, naked, sprawled across her bed with her dirty panties wrapped around his bulging manhood. “Kyle what in god’s name are you doing?!” Jamie yells, a genuine ignorance in her voice as she processes the violation of her privacy and the raw sexual vision infront of her. “I’m taking what’s mine.” Kyle says, sliding Jamie’s panties off his cock, tossing them on the floor as he stands up, drunk with lust, bourbon and years of frustration with his little sister.

She turns to leave the room, already guilt stricken for having seen a man’s privates that were not her husband’s. Kyle reaches over her shoulder and slams her door closed, pushing her face against the door as he wraps her in a hug. “Stop it…this is not right” Jamie screams, realizing her hug barrier was broken, and she was feeling a man’s cock poke against her bottom though her skirt. “Kyle stop this, you’ll burn in hell.” Kyle smiled at his sisters protest. “Well then I better enjoy this” Kyle says as he spins Jamie around, pushing her on the bed.

Jamie’s keeps her legs tightly closed, grabbing a pillow to cover herself as best as she can. Kyle moves towards her, prying her legs apart to see a fresh pair of white cotton panties, thick curly brown hair escapes from the sides of her undies. “You really need to snap out of this cult shit.” Kyle says as he pins her arms down, her fists are balled up, desperately trying to fight her strong brother with to no avail. “Kyle you can still stop this. We can go to church tomorrow and repent.” Jamie pleads as Kyle rubs his stiff cock against Jamie’s panties, her ass lifting off the bed as if his cock was a hot poker. “Why would I stop.” Kyle says as he rips Jamie’s white blouse open, her round breasts sitting perfectly in her white bra. Kyle slides one hand over Jamie’s throat, calming her struggles as she concentrates on breathing while Kyle continues his forced advances, reaching behind her back to unclaspe her bra, ripping it off his sisters chest to expose her light pink nipples, erect with fear as he pulls his hand from her throat to grope her with both hands. “Fuck you Kyle” a momentary laspe in her perfect behavior.

This slip up fueled Kyle’s lust, linking his actions to the erosion of her faith. Kyle easily flips his slender sister over, her skirt flips up in the process, exposing her white cottom covered cheeks. Jamie stares at the religious statue on her dresser across from the bed, making concessions that this was going to happen, and she could not control her brothers primal actions. She could however control her bodies response to the foreign intruder. “I wont let him make me climax” she thought to herself, gripping the comforter as she felt her panties being ripping off her ass. The sensation of being so exposed did something to Jamie, a wetness grew between her tightly closed legs, not wanting to admit a controllable physical reaction was occurring, she justified it as her body’s natural preparation for what was about to happen.

Kyle’s cock leaks a drop of precum as the sight of her pale white bottom, her cheeks round and soft, her dark curly hair stopping perfectly at the end of her pussy lips. Jamie yelps as she feels a warm wet sensation travel up her thighs to her most guarded area. “What are you doing you freak!” She tells, coming to terms with sex in the biblical sense, unaware of anything outside what her scripture spoke of. “I’m just warming you up slut. Shut the fuck up”. His words are cold as he pulls his face back enough to smack his sisters ass. She crys out in pain as her shockwaves travel across her cheek. “Fuck that hurt. Are you really this evil” Jamie yells back, not getting how serious her brother was about her compliance. He smacks her again, and again, and again. A red hand mark raises up on her perfect bottom, she whimpers under his swats as she finally complies and goes silent temporarily as he returns to tasting his sisters slit. “You have to shave this mess” Kyle says, picking curly hairs off his tongue as he kneels behind her, flipping her over to her back. Her bare breasts giggle as she lands on her back, sitting up as if defying gravity. Kyle has been with countless tinder slots and Jamie has the best tits his hands had landed on.

Jamie knew what was coming next. She closed her eyes and grabbed a pillow, covering her face as large salty tears streamed down her face, she felt so many sensations. Her wetness mixing with her brothers spit dripping down her hairy crouch, Kyle’s sweat dripping off his body and onto hers, her nipples poking out, sensitive to cool air from the ac vent in the ceiling and finally a dull pressure against her virgin slit. “Just get it over with you monster” Jamie says in a scared meek voice under her pillow. Kyle grins as he tears the pillow off her face, wanting to watch as he steals her innocence. She kept telling herself this was not a sin as long as she found no pleasure in it. She lied to herself about how his tongue felt, about how wet she was. She could convince herself she was still pure as long as she did not orgasm. That was her line in the sand, the point of no return. She closes her eyes as she feels her brothers thick, unprotected cock pierce her. She screams as the pain sears between her legs, blood joining the slick mixture leaking down her toned thighs and her screams stifled suddenly by her own panties being shoved in her mouth. “Dont want the neighbors to get suspicious” Kyle says as he pauses deep in his sisters slit, a moment of mercy as he let’s her body adjust to his presence inside her.

Jamie’s relief is short lived, as Kyle returns to thrusting quickly, feeling every bump and wrinkle for the first time was going to drive Kyle to eruption quickly. He moves in and out, hunting for the perfect angle. He pushes her hips back, hitting the wrinkled group of nerves at the base of her pubic bone. Jamie bites her lip, an intense bolt of pleasure delivered from Kyles thrusts is shot straight through Jamie’s body. Her breathing changes, she bites her lip as she holds back a moan. She was losing her battle against her body’s desires. “Stop that Kyle, it’s not… it’s not ok. Just stop, go back to how you star…. star.. starttted.” She struggles to finish her sentence, her orgasm racing to beat her own self inflicted resistance. “I think little sis is going to cum for me” Kyle hisses as he keeps his angle and pace consistent, resisting his own urges to increase the intensity, instead pushing in and out of his sisters weeping slit.

Jamie’s breathing quicken as she loses her grip on her body’s reaction, crying large tears, knowing she is sinning in ways that will be impossible to atone for. She feels defeated, broken, and hopeless as his cock continues its dominance. Pushing in and out, her crys replaced with the rhythmic wet sounds of her brother taking whatever he wanted. She gripped the blankets as she loses control of her body, squirimg under Kyle as she slips into ecstasy. Her line was crossed, her faith broken. She had gone too far, not fought her own body’s dirty desires hard enough.

She was unclean.

She feels her pussy contract, gripping Kyle’s shaft tightly as her muscles pulsed, her ass clinched as her orgasm rocked her core. “I’ll never forgive you for this” she cries as her back arches, her hands covering her nipples as she fully gives into to pleasure.

The feeling of Jamie’s orgasm consumes Kyle. He had planned on pulling out, but that was not an option at this point. He is unable to leave her internal embrace. He explodes in her, the seed meant for her panties injected deep inside his sister instead. He holds his final thrust for minutes, letting ever last drop fall in her body. He finally slides off her, grabbing the pair of panties she had spit out and wiping her ruined slit with them, the once pure white cottom returns to her soiled with blood, cum and spit. “Those will never be clean again, just like you. If you tell anyone about this I’ll make sure everyone knows how hard you came, and how much you enjoyed this. I think you came home early just so you could get it.” It was Kyle’s way of controlling her in one last way. He owned her body and mind.

He was going to like having his sister around he thought as he walked out of her room, cock still erect and wet from his sisters once pure slit. He walks to the kitchen, listening to soft sobs from Jamie’s room, to see his phone lit up, a text from his dad. “Taking 3 months in Europe to get away…good luck with Jamie”. Kyle smiles as he knows he has the next 3 months to fully break his sister in.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8kdd3m/taking_his_sister_in_inc_nc