Oh man I can't wait to see where it goes now, great writing as usual. Looking forward to the rest of the story.:excited:.

 

You're still a lot better than 99% of the other authors here who either seem to not speak much English or write like they're underage. And the most important thing is that you're understandable, which you are.

 

I got up and went down stairs to get something to drink. I was passing through the living room when I heard my dad call from the door of his study.

"We need to talk."

Ohh shit. I thought. Here it comes. I went to his door.

"Come in, close the door." He told me sitting in his chair. I stepped in and pushed the door shut. "Look." He said, looking at me.

"I know you're probably burning inside, and I know it's hard to say no when I good looking female is ready to go. I won't bother telling you to be safe or watch yourself, you're a man now, and you'll figure that out on your own."

"Okay." I said.

"I just want to tell you. Not in my house. If your mother had seen that, she'd have thrown a fit. So, just not in my house." He said.

"Allright." I told him. "It won't happen again."

"Now." He said with a sigh. "What happened to all my beer ?"

I swallowed hard. "We drank it." No sense lying to him.

"We ?" He asked.

"Me, the girls." I clarified for him.

"Your sister too ?" He asked.

FUCK! i thought. I could have left her out of it. "Yes. But, it was all my idea."

He arched his eyebrow, "All your idea ?"

"Yeah. No one would have touched it if I hadn't got them out and passed them around." I told him.

He was silent for a moment before saying, "What gives you the right to get into my things ? Do I go into your room and get into your things ?"

"No." I said.

"So, what gives you the right to get into my things ?" He asked again.

"I was just being stupid." I told him. "They were there, so I took them."

"So, If i leave my money laying out, you'll take that too ?" He asked me.

"No. That's different." I told him.

"How is it different ? My stuff is my stuff right ? Doesn't it make sense that if you can't be trusted to leave some of it alone, you can't be trusted to leave all of it alone ?" I had to look away from his eyes. I couldn't think of an answer for that.

"I'm sorry." I told him after a long eerie silence. "I'll replace them."

"Sorry." He repeated. "How will you replace them ? You can't buy beer."

"I'll give you money to buy them!" I told him.

"So you can drink more ?" He asked me.

I was getting mad. Very mad. "No!" I half yelled.

"Don't take that tone with me." He said raising his voice. After a minute he let out a sigh, "I'm disappointed. I thought I could trust you, but I may have to reconsider that."

"Is that all ?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said. I opened the door and stepped out. I had to swallow the cuss words in my throat before saying them. I went to the kitchen and took the whole pepsi bottle up into my room. I was ready to explode. I took out the brass knuckles Kelly gave me and stared at them, putting my fingers through the rings and gripping them.

"So that's what he handed you." My sister said from the doorway in my room.

"Yeah." I told her. "I'll give them back next weekend."

"Kit and Shelly are going home now." She told me. "Do you want to say bye ?"

"Sure." I said. I slipped the knuckle into my back pocket and stepped out into the stairway.

Kit and Shelly were standing in the middle of the floor. My dad and mom were down there. It was funny to see Shelly doing her hardest to keep Kit between her and my dad, and how she seemed to look everywhere but at him.

Mom mom had finished talking, and Kit stuffed a bowl full of cookies into her backpack.

"It was good seeing you girls again. Drive safely." My mom told him.

"Bye." I said from the stairs. Kit smiled and Shelly opened the door.

"See you tomorrow." My sister said. And they left.

My dad looked up at me, he looked amused, but I went back into my room.

The next morning, he rose early because it was time for him to hit the road again until Thanksgiving. He woke me up and gave me the, "I'm trusting you, so don't let me down again." speech, and he was gone.

A short time later, mom went to work, and my sister went to school. I was left, home, alone, and bored again. After the exciting weekend, the house felt incredibly empty again. I worked out, doing push ups, and sit ups. My side was still sore, but I just dealt with the pain.

I went into my sisters room, and laid on her bed like I did before, smelling her in everything. Missing the way things were when we were first discovering our lust and love for eachother. I felt like I had aged so many years in these past few months. I'd done things that most guys my age still beat off thinking about. I'd done things just this weekend that many grown men never even got to.

When my sister got home, she sat down to do her homework. However, I felt such a passion for her, and the lust had my blood hot. I sat down beside her, and kissed her.

She kissed back, then went back to her homwork. I only sat there for a moment looking at her. She looked up at me, and we stared into eachothers eyes for a moment before she set the book aside and laid back for me. I leaned foreward and gave her another deep kiss. I went to work undoing my pants....

When We were rudely interrupted by the phone. I leaned back and looked at her, and she shrugged.

"Hello." I said picking it up.

"It's me." My dad said. "Is your mother home ?"

"Not yet, she should be in an hour though." I told him.

"Fuck." He said. "Okay. Don't worry about it. Stay out of my beer!" He said.

"Okay.. b.." He hung up. "Bastard." I said.

My sister giggled. I went back to kissing her when a car pulled into the driveway. I sighed, and went to the door. My sister picked up her math book and went back to her homework.

I opened the door for my mother, she came in with a small bag of groceries.

"Dad just called. He sounded upset." I told her.

"Ohh what now ?" She said setting the groceries on the couch and picking up the phone to dial his cell phone.

I didn't stick around to hear the problem. I was in the mood to fuck, and I needed to be alone. I went up to my room to jack off, but after a minute of dry-jacking, that is, jerking off without lubricant, someone coming up the stairs interrupted me. I stuffed my penis away and picked up my game controller.

My sister opened the door and stood there for a minute. "Were you jacking off ?" She asked.

"Why ?" I asked.

"Mom had to go. Apparently, dad left behind something, and she went to meet him somewhere to give it to him." She told me.

She walked in and knelt down in front of me, putting her hands on my thighs.

"Did you like Shelly's blow job ?" She asked me.

"You knew ?" I asked her.

"Of course. We were talking about it, and she wanted to taste a man's cum." She smiled, "Her and Kit played rock paper scissors to see who got to come in here first, but then she said dad walked in on your two. That made Kit too scared."

I shook my head.

"So... did you ?" She asked again.

"What ?" I asked.

"Like it." She clarified.

"Yes, I did." I told her.

"More than mine ?" She asked, tilting her head in the way that maked my heart thump.

"No." I told her. "You do that popping thing, and that is just heaven."

She pushed my legs apart and unzipped my pants.

"I want to jack you off. Without tongues." She said unzipping my pants.

She took ahold of my penis and started to jack me off. But, for some reason, she started licking it, and popping it with her lips like she had before. She went down on it farther than she had before. She lifted her head off it and continued to jack it off for a minute, which felt wonderful as well.

I leaned back on the bed as I was about to come, and she put it back in her mouth and rolled her tongue around on it as Shelly had, and I came. She swalled with a gulp and licked the tip off.

"Thank you." I said to her.

She sat down beside me and put her arms around me.

"Do you love them ?" She asked. "Kit and Shelly."

"I don't know." I told her. "I liked what we did. I loved what we all did. But. I don't feel the same for them as I do about you. Do you love them ?"

She kissed my neck before saying, "Yes. Very much. Like sisters, but..." She was silent for a moment, looking for the words. "Sisters with benefits. Like us."

"I like it when it's just us." I told her.

"Oh ?" She asked.

"It means a lot more, when it's just me and you. My heart pounds, and my head gets hot. If I were to choose, I would pick you alone, over them together." I told her.

"Will you sing me another song ?" She asked. "I miss the nights."

I was silent for a minute, digging through my head to find lyrics.

Dana, my darling, I'm writing to you,
'cause your mother passed away, it was a really rainy day.
And I didn't mean to bother you anymore.
Your mother wished, come visit your father's grave, Dana.

Your father disowned you 'cause you have sinned,
but he did forgive you the condition he was in.
And I hope you won't do those things anymore,
Dana, my darling, I'm waiting for.

Little Dana o'Hara, oh Dana my dear,
how I wish that my Dana was here.
Little Dana O'Hara decided one day,
To travel away, far away.

I finished, and she was silent for a minute. "Little Dana O'Hara." She said at last.

"Yeah. It's a sad song." I told her.

"I don't understand, what was with her father ?" She asked me.

"Well... I didn't sing the whole song." I told her.

"Ohh." She replied.

She kissed my neck, "It was sweet sounding though. You think we'll end up like that ?"

"What do you mean ?" I asked her.

"Seperated from eachother, writing letters back and fourth, missing eachother ?" She asked me. It was some kind of dark prophesy she made right there.

"No." I told her. "I'm not going anywhere."

I laid back on the bed, and she laid down beside me. She propped herself up on one arm and looked down at me.

"What do you want to name the baby ?" She asked me.

I thought for a minute. "I like the name Zoltan."

"Ohh no you don't!" She said pushing at me.

I grinned up at her, "What's wrong with Zoltan ?"

"It's nerdy as hell!" She said. "I like name Albert."

I laughed, "Ohh yeah, Albert is less nerdy than Zoltan."

She giggled too, and I said, "I want a strong earth name. Like..."

"Rock." She said with another giggle.

"Yeah!" I said. "Rock. That's a good strong name."

"Why not Granite ?" She asked with a smile.

"Nah. Rock." I kissed her gently on the lips. "I like Rock."

She laid her head down on my chest and said, "We'll discuss it later."

I gave her a squeeze and said, "We can discuss it, but I'm set on Rock. My little Rock."

"What if it's a girl ?" She asked.

"Then... Rockette." I said with a grin.

"Ohh hell no!" She said sitting up. "I like the name... Dana."

I smiled up at her, "Dana is a lovely name. Little Dana O'Hara."

She smiled and laid back down. "So... Dana is settled."

"Dana and Rock." I told her.

"I'll think about it." She said, and gave me a big squeeze.

 

Oh Man

Adam thanks for all the hard work you are doing for all the readers here, this is a totally awesome story you have been working on here,and it is wonderful and sexy. This (OKIE) is enjoying it very much and I hope you can continue this story and others for sometime. You are dam good story teller and hope to read almost anything like this you write, and maybe for awhile I can enjoy reading it here for free....LOL cheep OKIE too..LOL Thanks again Swamper
(know you will turn professorial writer soon you are that fucking good !!!)

 

great. post many more

 

Thank you again

 

Man fucking hot story!!

used to so my sister,, step sister,, and loved making love to them,, mm so hot keep up the hot fuckig stories

 

Brilliant <3

 

great story can't wait 2 c how it ends

 

nice "chapter" cant wait

 

nice story man

 

I cant wait to read the next portion. Your an amazing writer. Great story.

 

my sisters fucked me for my sweetest day present.:excited:and more family members to cum later 2night.

 

Great story.

 

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This defines the reason I am here, for the incest stories. Thank you

 

Bump for a great story, and hopefully soon some more portions to it!

 

Holy Fuck

I'm not really into the whole incest thing but that was hands down one of the hottest things i've ever read. You should get that into book or short movie form. It will kill it on lifetime.

 

I always look forward to reading more of your story!
Keep up the great work!

 

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