Seth frowned. Something didn't feel right.
He was at his desk, doing his homework while listening to some good music. They had gone back home, back to school, after the business with Kurisock had concluded. But the relationship with his sister had changed somewhat.
Though they still fucked regularly, using the magical contraceptives which they secretly brought home, she had definitely become less and less willing to take part in his depraved games. Sometimes, she even refused him outright, leaving him cold cocked and having to jerk off. She was also spending more and more time out, leading to all sorts of suspicions and bad feelings in Seth's head. And now, he could hear the door opening, and the familiar sound of Kendra stepping in. He wondered whether he should call her in for a quick tryst, or at least some foreplay. After some thought, he decided what he could do.
After hearing her walk past his closed door and open the door to her room, he got up and went into the corridor. He saw the door closing and braced it open.
She turned towards him and began to speak. "Seth?"
"Yeah, fuck buddy?" Seth replied.
She took a deep breath. "I've been thinking this over, and I know it. You know it too.
"This can't go on, Seth. We can't just keep on fucking everyday. I know it's fun, but it's just wrong, and deep down both you and I know it. We need to make a choice-"
"Oh, I've made a choice all right." His hand shot out and grabbed her by the pussy, getting a good grip on the area between her legs. His iron fingers twisted slowly in her.
"No, Seth!" she squeaked. "You can't - I don't give you the permission-"
He rubbed his hand back and forth, the friction warming his skin. "Yes, you do."
His sister gasped, struggling to speak, as Seth propped his other arm against her fresh creamy young breasts, and picked her up, carrying her with his arms wrapped around her chest and hips. He laid her neatly on the table, pressing her breasts hard against the wooden surface, squashing and molding the malleable globes, revelling as Kendra's nipples rubbed against the table through her shirt, leaving her weak and gasping for breath.
His crotch pressed hard against her ass. "No," she moaned. "Nooooo..."
He revelled as his cock sank deep into the soft warm flesh, the helmet of his prick, emerging from his foreskin, penetrated her tight slippery asshole, separated by a few layers of cloth. He indulged in lust as he rutted her, bouncing up and down on her soft rump, while his hands traced around her sides and grasped her boobs, squashing the domes of flesh into pancakes of sheer pleasure. His fingers tickled her nipples roughly, and he revelled in how soft and bouncy her womanly assets were, in how they belonged to him.
"Seth, if - if- oooohhhhh.." she gibbered. "If you love me, stop this.. you can't..."
Then it struck him.
What had gotten into him? When he treated his sister like a slave, it was all right because she consented. Now, though? She didn't consent, and he still intended her? Didn't he have the slightest shred of respect for her? Sure, he was horny as fuck, but how could that override his love for his sibling?
He slowed down, struggling with his doubts. Then, he stopped altogether, and stood up.
Kendra rolled away, falling off the edge of the table and hitting the ground. She crawled away, slowly. She lay there, sobbing, beating her hands against the floor.
Seth watched.
"Hey."
Seth opened his eyes.
At the window, crouched on the ledge, was a young woman, with long, slightly curly strawberry blonde hair, pulled back into a ponytail. She was slim and athletic, wearing a simple grey shirt and pants, with a very pretty, vivacious face. Elise.
Seth discovered that his cock was standing straight up. Very, very stiff. It had been so long since he'd fucked anyone but his sister. Maybe...
He got up and crossed over to the window. Elise rapped urgently on the glass. He swung it open, letting her climb in swiftly.
"Hey, Elise," Seth said, winking at her. "What seems to be the problem."
"It's Kendra. We have intercepted a letter-"
Seth froze. His boner throbbed, but there was no way he could think of that now. "Yes? What happened?"
She explained the situation quickly - she had sent a letter to someone outside their circle, revealing key information and even promising to steal the Chronometer.
"We have to confront her." Seth muttered this, a whirl of emotions in his head. "How..."
"Do it now."
It was Warren, clambering in through the window.
"Don't worry," he said tersely. "I know what to do..."
Seth lay on the bed, his eyes closed, struggling with tears. How could this have happened? How could this have gone so wrong?
His sister was gone. He would never see her again, never feel the the tight warmth of her cunt gripping his dick as he rode her, never feel her lips on his dick...
How could it have gone so wrong? Remembering the corpse on the bed in the next room, poisoned by a suicide pill, he sighed. He couldn't do it anymore.
He was heartbroken, miserable, dejected... and most of all, horny. His cock was harder than it had been in days. Almost unconcsciously, his hand drifted down and he began to jerk off, rubbing his hand up and down his shaft and pleasuring himself. He couldn't bring himself to cum, and deciding not to waste the effort, he slowed down and stopped.
He sighed. He needed another way to sate his appetite, and comfort himself from the sense of loss. Luckily, he knew where...
"You OK, Seth?" Elise asked, concerned, as she crouched by the window again, startling him.
"Thanks for coming," Seth said, swinging open the window and closing it behind her as she landed in the room with a catlike grace.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"Should I put it simply?"
"Yes."
"I'm horny," Seth said frankly. "And I need to fuck someone, right now, that my sister is gone. I planned to do this to you later, but now is as good a time as any."
Her jaw dropped. She stared at him, surprised. "I never thought..."
"You won't need to when I'm fucking your brains out," Seth said helpfully, as he let his shorts down. Of course, there was nothing beneath. His cock hung down, long and hard as a rod of iron.
Elise stared at it; she couldn't resist. Her eyes swept up and down its length. At last, she spoke.
"That's long..." she said hesitatingly. Then, she snapped out of the daze. "You can't do this! I'm dating..."
Seth simply waited, smiling, as his powers took effect.
"OK, you win," she snarled. She made a grab for it, but her fingers closed on empty air. Seth backed away, letting his cock strike her wrist as he did so, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He patted his knee, beckoning for her to come forwards. She did.
Elise sat down obediently, pressing her gorgeous, teardrop shaped ass against his knee cap. He relished the feeling of her soft squishy flesh grinding against his knee, and bounced her up and down, with her back facing him. He loved how the tightness of her spandex pants exaggerated the contours of her ass, hugging the skin tightly.
His hands grasped her buttery thighs, fingers gently caressing the skin and spread her, forcing Elise to open her legs for him like a slut. His knee ground against her vulva, and rubbed along her taint, pleasuring every ounce of flesh, making her gasp as he brushed her clit.
"Yes," he breathed. His hand crept closer and closer to the junction between her legs. It arrived, and he casually slipped in his fingers, moving them back and forth in a quick wiggling motion. His fingers were fast. He rubbed nice and hard on her clit, diddling it, while his fingers explored her labia. Some explored the ring around her anus.
He continued with redoubled fervour, wiggling his rough fingertips against the sweet red bead and making her body shake and groove. He added one finger into the honeypot, going in deep and slowly probing, trying to find the spot that drove her mad. He added another, and another, before he finally found it. The constant tickling drove her over the edge.
She arrived. A loud wet squelch, and the juice spurted, soaking the whole front of her pants in cunt juice. He laughed. "Naughty slut, you dirtied yourself. Seems like I need to teach you a lesson."
He was quick. In a few moments, he had deshelled the woman, leaving her nude. He admired her gorgeous body, and her beautiful strawberry blonde hair. Slowly, he laid her down, so that she rested on his knees, supporting her chest and hips, facing the ground.
He rested his hand against her cheek. "Yes," she moaned, writhing against his hand, "spank me, spank-"
His hand thundered down and the room rang with the resounding clap of flesh on flesh. As she spasmed, groaning in pain and bliss, he did it again, and again... soon the slaps melded into a continuous sequence, and her cheeks wobbled and rang. After a while, he slowed down ans stopped, leaving red handprints over the flesh.
After letting her rest, he followed it up by tossing her limp body facedown onto the bed and straddling her from behind. His hands grasped her pert breasts, roughly squeezing and groping and fondling the mounds of pleasure. Elise used her hands to brace open her legs, revealing the wet pink mound between her delicious thighs. "Is this good?" she said pleadingly.
Seth answered by plunging right into Elise.
Ah, it was always a great experience opening up a new cunt. He loved the way her lips gripped him so tightly, refusing to let go as he hammered her ass, humping her helpless body for all it was worth. His cock slid in and out of the warm tunnel, the friction providing great warmth as he trampolined up and down, clinging on to her body each time he pulled out using her breasts, and using redoubled force to slam back into her.
"So big," she groaned. "I can't take it..."
"You fucking better!" Seth yelled out, and stabbed deep into her with a particularly vicious downstroke. His balls emptied and he exploded into her just as she reached her climax and they both rode it out, jerking and twitching until they finally calmed down and lay still, Seth's cock softening in her.