It was shortly after four that afternoon when Eve was finally discharged. Mom went out and pulled the car to the entrance, and together we helped Eve to get in.

"I'm going to get some food, and maybe a new battery pack for my controller before I come home," I announced as my mom got into the driver's seat.

"Alright hon. Oh, could you grab an ice pack from the pharmacy section for your sister while you're there? And try not to be too long, we might need your help."

"Sure mom," I waved as they pulled away, and made my way to the parking deck where I left my car. As I was about to get in I heard the chime from my phone that meant I had a text message. I assumed it was mom telling me she forgot to ask me to get something else, as I rarely texted. I always preferred calls. I always found it too hard to judge tones in a text message, which had lead to a couple awkward situations in the past that I prefer not to talk about.

I pulled out my phone and turned on the screen. To my surprise, the message was from Eve. I didn't even know she had her phone, as she hadn't used it in the hospital, and normally it would take a hurricane to pry it from her hands. I guessed mom must have brought it for her from home.

I opened the text and read, "Hey Adam, thanks for taking such good care of me. Sorry about this morning, I think liquid morphine makes me a little loopy. Anyway thanks again bro, I love you."

I was actually kind of touched by the message, and it was nice to know she appreciated me. Although, I could have done without the reminder about seeing her pussy that morning. I had actually forgotten for the time being, and mentioning it only served to cause the image of a tight, smooth, fourteen year old pussy, crowned in feathery fire red hair to once again emblazon itself into my head.

Nevertheless, I called up the onscreen keyboard, and typed out a response. "No problem Evie, I'm glad you're OK. I understand about the meds, don't worry about it, and I love you too kiddo. See you at home in a bit." My text sent, I shoved my phone back into my pocket, climbed into my car and finally left the hospital.

It was about an hour later when I made it home. I had stopped at the local retail giant,(you can probably guess which) and picked up the stuff I needed. The battery pack I found easily, as like any other guy, I knew the electronics section like the back of my hand. The ice pack, on the other hand, was more difficult. I had to spend ten minutes following an employee looking for it, before I finally found them myself on a random pain relief promotional shelf at the very end of the makeup aisle. I've always thought the people who decide where to put their promotions must be idiots. With my shopping finally done, I grabbed a large fry and a shake from the fast food place inside the store and left.

When I walked in the front door at home, mom called out to me from the living room almost immediately. "Adam, can you come in here for a minute please." For a second I was worried she had heard about Eve's flashing episode this morning, and I was in for some weird conversation about it.

That might actually have been preferable.

I somewhat slowly and painstakingly made my way into the room, and found mom sitting on the couch beside Eve, who was half sitting, half laying into the corner with her feet propped on an ottoman. She was busily tapping away at something on her phone, but gave me a quick nod of acknowledgement. I pulled out the ice pack and held it out to mom. "This it?"

She took it from me and gave it a quick look. "Yeah, that should do. Sit down for a minute." She motioned towards the matching armchair sitting catercorner to the couch. I obliged, dreading the conversation I was sure was about to come.

"I've already talked to your sister, and she understands." I tensed slightly as I became sure she was about to bring up Eve's fiery twat. "The doctors told me-" Here it was. "-that the inflammation caused some internal bruising-" Huh? "And they've got her on a pretty high dose of vicoden. So she's going to need our help over the next week or so."

I relaxed almost instantly, it wasn't at all what I was afraid of. "Sure mom, anything she needs. No problem.'

"Good. I'm glad you said that. I have to work the night shift at the clinic for the next week and a half. Joannie had her baby, and Rachel is on vacation until the twelfth. So there's no way I can get out of it." She paused for a moment before continuing, and I was slightly confused as to what she was saying.

"That's why I've decided, that until Evie heals, she's going to be sleeping in your room so you can be there if she needs you." I opened my mouth to object, to tell her how weird it was for teenage siblings to not only share a room, but also a bed as we didn't own an air mattress or anything, but she cut me off.

"I know it's an inconvenience, and maybe a little strange, but she's going to be sore for awhile, and with all that vicoden, she could get dizzy spells. I don't want her pulling her stitches or falling and getting hurt trying to get around on her own. You understand?"

"Yeah, but-" The first thought that came to mind, was to wonder how the fuck I was going to jerk off. We had shared a room until four years earlier, when my dad convinced my mom a teenage boy needed his own room, and we finally moved out of the two bedroom studio we had lived in most of my life. As a thirteen year old boy, newly discovering that it felt really good to yank on my penis until it squirted, I was understandably thrilled. Even before the move, we had never shared a bed, at least not that I could remember. We had instead had bunk beds, which also frequently doubled as a castle.

Obviously, I couldn't object to my mom on the grounds of masturbation, so I just nodded. " Yeah, I understand. I can deal with it for a few days until she's back on her feet."

Eve looked up from her phone and flashed me a smile, and my mom smiled in turn. "Great, thanks for not fighting me on this hon. I'll feel a lot better knowing you're looking out for her. Let me show you how to change the bandage, and then I'm going to take a quick nap before work."

She proceeded to do just that. It really wasn't difficult. I just had to gently peel off the gauze, swab the incision with a mild disinfectant, spread a bit of ointment on it, then tape down a new patch of gauze. It did however, mean touching my sister a bit lower than I felt entirely comfortable with, especially after that morning. All in all, it really wasn't that bad though.

When mom went to lay down, I put the new battery pack in my controller, and settled in next to Eve to play a bit of xbox before bed. Once I sat down, she rotated on the couch so that she was fully laying down, and put her legs across my lap. She laid there watching me play for a bit, occasionally giving me a heads up about an enemy I failed to spot, and then started to doze off. I must have done the same, because next thing I knew my mom was nudging me to wake up, and the screen said game over, with a message to reconnect the controller overlaid.

"Sorry hon," she said. "Let's get your sister into bed." For a second, grogginess made me unsure what she meant. Then I looked over at Eve and remembered. My mom knelt down beside her and gently brushed her hair aside. "Eve, honey. Let's get you to bed sweetheart."

Eve groaned slightly, but with mom's help, managed to sit up. With me on one side, and mom on the other, we got her up and slowly walked her into my room and got her into bed. Mom turned to me, "You've been really great through this Adam. She's lucky to have a brother like you. Uncle Tommy was a complete asshole to me when I had my appendix out." She seemed to drift off into thought for a second. "Anyway, take care of her tonight okay? I'm counting on you. I'll be home at seven."

I said I would, and after giving me a hug, she left for work. After she left, Eve asked me for a glass of water. I obliged, and went about my nightly necessaries, and then decided i was pretty tired too and climbed into bed as well. As I got in, Eve reached over and grabbed my hand. All the hand holding over the stretch of a day was a bit odd, but it seemed to comfort her, and I didn't really mind. Other than that, it was pretty much the same as sleeping on my own.(except for skipping my nightly jerk of course) "Maybe this won't be so bad," I thought, and within a few minutes, I had drifted off to sleep.

Twenty minutes later, I was proven wrong with five little words. "Adam. I have to pee."

Yeess... Proceed...

My interests have been peaked.

The writing is pretty good so far. I will say that Adam/Eve thing is a little silly. But honestly,if that's the worst that can be said, then I think you're doing alright.

I look forward to reading the parts we're supposed to fap to.

Well what's life without an occasional bit of silliness. Their names are a bit of a joke, which I'm planning on elaborating on a bit later in the story, so stay tuned and I think you'll get it. As for the fappability... Well shit, is this supposed to be something you can fap to? I had the idea all wrong apparently. I was planning on having them abducted and murdered by aliens. Now I have to rethink my whole storyline. Oh well. In the meantime, here's chapter 3. I'm gonna go fap to men in black.


Still mostly in a dream, the words made no sense to me, and I mumbled something incoherent back at her. "Huh? ADAM!" She jabbed me harshly in the ribs.

"Ow! What?!" I grumbled, still only partially awake.

"Wake up! I really have to pee!". As she repeated herself, reality pushed its way back through the haze of whatever I had been dreaming. I remembered Eve's surgery, and then that she was sleeping beside me in case she needed help.

"Shit, sorry Evie. You need help getting there right?" I slowly fought my way, groggily, out of bed and around to the other side.

"Yeah, unless you want me to wet your bed." I helped her sit up, and she put her arm around my shoulder. "Just don't drop me on the floor."

"I'm not gonna drop you. Alright, ready?" I saw her nod in the dim light of my alarm clock, and she grimaced as I slowly helped her to her feet. She wouldn't say anything, but I could tell the pain meds must have been wearing off.

The bathroom was, conveniently, right across from my room, and we made it there pretty easily, though Eve was noticeably unsure on her feet. I flicked on the light as we entered, and we both squinted against the bright fluorescents above the sink in front of us. Once our eyes adjusted, I walked her over to the toilet, and flipped up the lid. She braced herself on the sink and turned around, and I let her go and started to leave the room.

"Uh, Adam." I turned around to face her. "I can't really bend down." I just looked at her, confused by the statement. She sighed, and to clarify her point said, "My pants. I can't pull down my pants without bending over and falling on my head."

"Are you serious? You want me to pull down your pants?" I stared at her in disbelief. Sharing a bed was weird, but not so bad. Helping her get to the bathroom? Sure, no problem. Kneeling down in front of my little sister, and pulling down her pants and panties? Well, that was about two towns over from my comfort zone.

"Oh my god, Adam. I can't do it myself. Please I really have to go. You can just turn your head if you're so freaked out about it! Otherwise, I'm just going to stand here and piss my pants, and then you're really screwed, because you'll be stuck cleaning me up. Your choice." I stared at her for a few more seconds, before finally relenting. All things considered, I definitely preferred the first option.

So, regardless of how weird it felt to be removing my sister's clothes, I got down on one knee in front of her, turned my head and started to pull down her pants. As I did, she tottered forward slightly, and had to put her hand on my shoulder to keep her balance. It seemed she really was woozy, and not just faking it to screw with me.

Once her pants were below her knees, she settled herself onto the toilet, and I got up to leave. "Adam, wait." I stopped and turned back, wondering what else she could possibly need. "Stay with me, please? I know it's really weird, and I don't like it any more than you do, but I honestly feel like I'm going to fall off this damn thing. I'm so sorry, but please?"

I started to object, but the tone of her voice, and the pleading look in her eyes convinced me not to. She really did seem to need me. I nodded slightly, and took up a spot beside her where she could easily hold on to me if she needed to. "Thank you." She half whispered, in a tone that sounded somewhat ashamed. I reached over and gently patted her on the shoulder to reassure her it was OK. The next sound I heard was like someone had suddenly turned on the bath tub.

I had never seen, or heard, a girl pee before. It was a bit of a shock hearing the sudden gush of liquid splattering into the bowl, as compared to the sound of my own steady stream. "Ohhhhh myyyyy goddddd, that is amazing." She moaned in relief, and I laughed slightly in spite of myself. I guess pressure must really build up if you haven't peed for two days.

When the geyser finally stopped erupting below her waist, she reached out to me and tugged on my arm. I turned to her, and prepared to help her stand back up.

"Actually, Adam, do you think maybe you could.." Her sentence trailed off there, and for a moment I didn't understand. That was, until she motioned towards the roll of toilet paper with her head.

"Uh uh! No! No fucking way! I am not doing that. Drip dry, or use a hair dryer, or whatever you need to do, but there is no way in hell I am wiping you." Eve started laughing hysterically, and nearly really did fall off the toilet in the process.

"Ow ow, my stitches. Oh my god Adam, you should see yourself. I'm just messing with you. I can wipe myself." I turned back away, steaming a bit at the joke at my expense. The sound of the roll spinning, and then a flush moments later confirmed she could, indeed do it herself, much to my relief. "OK, now you can help me up."

I bent down beside her as she once again put her arm around me, and slowly helped her to her feet. Once she was up, I knelt down in front of her again to pull her pants back up, careful to look away again as I did so.

"Is it ok if I leave the PJ pants off? They kinda tug on my bandage, and it hurts. My panties are fine. Its just the pants."

I shrugged, "Yeah, I guess." Seeing her in her panties was nothing new, and if it made her more comfortable, I figured I could deal with it. "Ok lift your foot up."

Eve braced herself on my shoulder again as she lifted her left foot, and I slid her pants over it. As they came off, her panties, which were also still down, slipped halfway off her foot and caught, which just happened to be the very moment she lost her balance.

I quickly reached up to catch her so she wouldn't fall, and turned my head slightly towards her in the process. Her foot slipped out of her panties as she stumbled forward trying to get her balance, and for the second time in two days, Eve kissed me. This time however, it was with a different set of lips.

I caught her easily enough, but her momentum brought her forward, right into my face. This time I didn't see her pussy, but felt it, as it pushed right against my mouth. The smooth lips of her pussy pressed against my own lips felt like silk, and there was a very brief moment where I almost let my tongue slip out between them.

I had had sex before, once, behind a building at a Renaissance faire in the city with a girl I met online. It was quick, and neither of us dared to get undressed out of fear we would get caught. That day was the first time I had ever seen a real life pussy in person, let alone had one pressed up against my mouth, and it was my sister's.

The moment seemed to last forever, her bare womanhood pressed against my barely parted lips, almost as if it really were a kiss. In reality it couldn't have been more than a couple seconds, at most, before she regained her balance and pushed herself off of me, and I resisted the sudden unexplainable impulse that came over me to pull her back.

"Oh my god Adam! Are you ok? I'm so sorry! I didn't hurt you did I?" No, I wasn't hurt. Excited and very, very confused, yes, but not hurt. Thankfully, she hadn't seemed to notice that her snatch had just been pressed into my mouth, and I chose not to draw her attention to it.

"N- ahem!" I cleared my throat, which seemed to have dried out all of a sudden. "I mean yeah, I'm fine. Just surprised me. Let's get you back to bed." I slipped her panties back over her foot, and pulled them up, forgetting to look away in the process. She really did have a beautiful little slit, and deep down some part of me really wanted to touch it again.

"God what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought as I carefully took her pants the rest of the way off. "That's your fucking sister, dude." With her panties up, and her pants off I stood up beside her and started to walk her back to bed.

That's when I realized. I was rock hard. In pajama pants. I really fucking hoped she wouldn't look down.

Once I got her back into bed, the rest of the night went fine. She didn't hold my hand, and we didn't even speak, other than to exchange good nights. My mind was racing with the thought of my little sister's pussy, and I really needed to jerk off, but other than that everything was pretty normal. That is, until the next morning at least.

>>22207
>peaked
piqued*

This was really well written. Get to the sexy parts, please!

Well written and very sweet story

What? You mean the peeing scene didn't tickle your willy? I thought you guys loved that stuff. Damn. Well here's chapter four anyway.

That night I dreamt of fire. All around me, the walls blazed, as if they were not on fire, but made of it. The room was empty save for a bed in its center, on which I found myself. I was naked, and unable to move. Looking to my hands, I found they had been tied to the bedposts, and my feet were the same.

I began to struggle against my bonds, suddenly afraid I was going to burn to death, when a figure emerged from the flames beyond the foot of the bed. It slowly approached, still obscured by the haze of heat, so all I could tell is that it was a person.

As the shape drew closer, its features cleared. It was a woman, or at least something in the shape of one. She was naked, and her body seemed to suggest she was somewhere in her teen years. Her tits were on the small side, and perky. Perched atop each was a small, bright pink, pencil eraser nipple, standing out against her impossibly pale skin like hot coals in the midst of a bed of ash.

The hair atop her head was fire, not just red, but actual fire, that seemed to flow out and down her over her shoulders. Lower down, just above the cleft of her pussy, another small patch of flame burned, illuminating and drawing my eyes to the bare, perfect lips below. As she approached, I could make out every inch of her, except her face. It seemed permanently shrouded in a shadow cast by nothing.

My heart raced, and my dick began to grow as she bent over the end of the bed, and ever so slowly began crawling on top of me. It was the sexiest, and yet somehow also the most terrifying thing I had ever seen.

Flames leapt up around her fingers as they touched the bed. She bent low as she crawled, allowing her tits to brush against me. The sensation was unfathomable, like a thousand orgasms at once, mixed with intense, searing pain. It was as if her body was molten steel rubbing against my flesh.

Rather than cancel out the pleasure, the pain seemed to heighten, itself becoming some new sort of pleasure. I wanted her. More than that I needed her. Nothing else mattered in that moment. My dick throbbed mercilessly as her tits rubbed against it.

The pressure was unbearable. I needed to cum so badly. But I wouldn't, couldn't. It was as if she was somehow preventing me from reaching sweet release. I could see her eyes then. They were like perfect pools of still, pitch black water, reflecting out from the shadow that shrouded her face.

I could see myself in those eyes as she settled on top of me. I could see myself, deep down inside. It wasn't just my reflection. It was me, all of me. It was everything I would ever be, or do, reflected all at once. Then one by one, the images were consumed by flame and burnt away, until all that remained was the image of her writhing on top of me, my face contorted into an expression of unbelievable ecstasy, and unimaginable pain.

All thought stopped as she locked her lips onto mine. The pressure in my cock skyrocketed, preparing for the moment of ejection. It was time. It had to happen. Then, as if sensing it, she pressed her pussy down against my cock. She broke the kiss, brought her burning lips to my ear, and whispered "Not yet, little boy. Not yet."

Her laugh was cruel as she sat upright, grinding my throbbing dick between her lips. I ached for release as she rose up enough for my cock to spring up beneath her and rub against her spread lips.

We began to rock back and forth, rubbing her pussy against my sensitive head. The sensation was strange. It was soft, but dry, and felt more like fabric than flesh. She reached down and ran her fingers up the length of my cock, then pushed it into position pointed straight into her hole.

I could take no more. I pushed up with my my hips, sinking my head into her. Her hand gripped my cock and held it. I looked up at her, and suddenly the shadows over her face lifted, and became the face of Eve. She looked directly into my eyes. "Oh. My. God."

My eyes shot open. "Oh my god! Adam! Is that your-" I was lying on my side behind Eve. Her hand was wrapped around my dick, keeping it from moving forward, and the head was firmly shoved against her panties, pushing it's way towards her pussy through the crack of her ass. The pressure of the dream was not so intense upon waking, but it was still there, and as her grip tightened slightly, I nearly came.

I sprang out of bed so quickly that I nearly found myself sprawled across the floor. Eve turned over onto her back and pulled herself up into a seated position. "Oh my god, it is!" I followed her gaze down, and there standing to attention through the hole in the front of my pajama pants, was my little soldier, helmet head glistening with precum.

I quickly pulled my pants out and back over my throbbing cock. I fumbled for words, but found none. What could I possibly say. I was mortified. I wondered how Eve could seem so nonchalant, her expression one of amusement mixed in with surprise. I wanted to scream at her, at myself for being in that position. Still no words came, and after what seemed like an eternity, it was Eve who finally spoke.

"Pretty impressive hardware there, way to go bro."

I finally found words. "This isn't funny!" I didn't yell, but my voice wasn't exactly soft either.

"Shhh! Do you want mom to hear. Relax Adam. It's okay. Sit down." In spite of myself I did what she said. I still couldn't think of anything to say. "Oh god, I have to tell Ella! She is gonna be soooo jealous.". She grabbed her phone off the nightstand by the bed and began quickly tapping out a text.

"No! Eve, you can't! Do you know what would happen if people found out? I'd be a freak! They'd probably lock me up. I'm sorry, really, really, really sorry. You can't tell anyone! Please!" The words gushed out of me like a floodgate had been opened. I was terrified.

"Okay calm down. Are you sure though? She thinks you're hot. She would totally suck you off if I told her you want her to, and no offense, but it seems like you could use it."

The offer was tempting. Ella was a smoking hot, half white, half latina fifteen year old. She had long dark hair and dusky eyes. Her lips were big and sultry, the kind that would squeeze so nicely around a hard cock, coaxing it to cum into her mouth. She had curves in all the right places, and I loved when she came over to see my sister, and joined her in wearing nothing but her bra and panties. I even had a creepshot of her bending over in a pair of lacy black cheekster panties, that I jerked off to fairly often.

My interest in her was all the more reason not to let her know about what happened. I didn't want her to think I was some sick sister fucker wannabe. I glared at Eve. "Okay. Fine. I won't tell. But you should really take care of that. I swear if I wake up covered in cum tomorrow morning I'll kick your ass."

Minutes later, after making her promise not to tell anyone, I locked myself in the bathroom and took her advice. Twice. I had never cum so hard in my life. Things were getting out of hand, and for the life of me, I didn't know what to do.

>>22228
The peeing scene was pretty good. I'm not really begging for the sex scenes or anything, I don't even fap to these stories. Keeping it balanced is good.

Yes good, continue.

I don't know. I feel like I'm spoiling you guys posting so often. Are you sure you guys wouldn't rather wait a few months for the next chapter?

Well guys, I decided against making you wait. I just can't seem to get the writing juices to stop. Hopefully I'll manage to get writers block soon and your torment can begin. In the meantime, enjoy chapter 5.

The rest of that day was pretty uneventful. I watched TV, played Gears of War for awhile, Eve even joined me for a few rounds. She didn't mention that morning's occurrence again, and neither did I. It was like it never happened. We were just a normal brother and sister.

She was walking better too, only asking me to hold her hand, just in case. She didn't need my help using the bathroom, or even changing her bandage anymore. To be honest I kind of missed the feeling of being needed, but I was happy she was feeling better. I was also happy to avoid any more weirdness. That normalcy, like all things, was to be short lived.

That night, about an hour after mom left, I was sitting on the living room couch playing Skyrim. I had recently gotten a kinect sensor, and it was pretty fun running around and yelling "FUS RO DAH," at the TV and seeing people go flying on the screen. I had just finished peppering the townsfolk with arrows when my phone began to vibrate.

I paused the game and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I flicked on the screen and saw I had a text from Eve. She was in her room playing on her laptop, probably updating the blog she ran, and would never let me read. Her text requested that I come there, and figuring she just wanted an escort to another room.

When I entered her room, she was facing away from me wearing a long T-shirt. Normally it would have reached to just below her ass, but as she was bent over slightly rummaging through a dresser drawer I was able to see enough of it to clearly see that she wore nothing underneath. The crumpled pair of pink and turquoise panties beside her feet confirmed it.

I took a step back and knocked on her open door, pretending I had just reached it. She straightened up and turned towards me. In her hand was a small, somewhat sheer tank top, that had been cut off so that it only reached a point just above her belly button, and a pair of lacy white boyshort panties.

"Hey, there you are. I really need a shower. It's been days. Take me?" She reached out towards me with her free hand, and I walked up to her and took it. "Thanks Adam. I feel so freakin gross."

"Probably because you are," I teased.

"Says the guy who tried to buttfuck his sister this morning." I stopped walking. I was never going to live it down. Eve turned to face me. "Sorry… Look I know it was just morningwood. Its not a big deal. I'm sorry I brought it up."

"It's not you Evie. I feel like shit about what happened. What kind of brother does that?"

"Adam. You're a great brother, and a great friend. You've always been awesome to me. If I had to choose between an awesome brother who accidentally humped me in his sleep, or a brother who treated me like shit and never even looked at me, I'd take the humping." She smiled at me, and I couldn't help but to smile back. She always had a way of getting me out of whatever funk I was in.

"God, you're weird." We continued walking, and made our way into the bathroom.

"Uh huh, could you grab a couple towels please?" I reached into the linen closet in the bathroom, and pulled out two towels as she asked. "Oh, better get one more."

"Um why would you need three towels?" I tried to imagine a scenario where she could use a third, and no configuration seemed to make any sense.

"I don't. I need two, the other one is for you." She smiled at me. "You're getting in too."

"Errrr… Why would I do that. Is someone coming over that I need to clean up for?" The idea that she meant I was getting in with her hadn't crossed my mind yet. I stared at her, confused. Finally it clicked. "What!? With you? No! Evie, that can't happen."

"Adam, chill. I'm gross, I haven't showered in days, and I'm not going to bed disgusting. You know how slippery our shower floor gets, and I'm still healing. I need you there in case I slip."

"Shit. Couldn't you have asked mom or something?" I was desperately seeking some way out of the situation. A part of me really wanted to get in with her. That scared the shit out of me.

"I did, she said she would, but I guess she forgot, so now its down to you." All of a sudden she pulled the T-shirt over her head and was naked in front of me.

Her body was beautiful. Her perky pink nipples stood out from her pale breasts spattered in light freckles that matched her cheeks perfectly. Below, her naturally flat stomach contoured beautifully down into her mound, tufted with that cute little patch of red hair. The lips were completely unblemished by stubble, that sweet silkiness that only comes with youth.

I found myself dying to taste her sweetness, to bury my tongue between those delicate folds as I rolled her pert nipples between my fingers. I had to forcefully tear my eyes off of her. "Jesus, couldn't you at least wear a bikini?"

"How would I get clean in a bikini Adam? I'm getting in. You don't have to, but I am. If I get hurt, it's on you for being a pussy.". She turned away from me to start the shower, giving me my first clear look at her ass. It wasn't big, but it was gorgeous. It was the kind of ass that would have been just big enough to grab while she rode on top, but small enough that it would never see a stretch mark or cellulite.

"Coming or not?" Against my better judgement, I stripped out of my clothes, hesitating when I was down to just my boxers, before dropping those too and following her into the shower. "Good choice."

She was facing away from me as she first wet down her hair, and then took out the shampoo. I couldn't take my eyes off her body. Water ran in rivulets down her back from her long, kinky red hair, beading up as it reached her ass, which was now covered in goosebumps that made my heart race. It also caused my dick, which was already at half mast, to reach its full potential.

My heart stopped as she turned towards me. I was sure she would see, but her eyes were closed as she rinsed the shampoo from her hair. Her tits poked out at me magnificently as she ran her hands through her hair to coax out the soap. It took all the willpower I possessed to stop myself from grabbing them. I was actually a bit disappointed when she turned away again.

She reached out and grabbed a loofah, and generously filled it with shower gel. My dick pulsated, watching her lather herself up. God I wanted to touch her. It was wrong, and horrible, but at that point I didn't even care. I wanted my sister.

I nearly did grab her before she broke whatever spell I had fallen under. She held the loofah over her shoulder "Can you do my back please? It's kinda hard to reach right now."

I should have objected, told her she was fine and we should get out. I should have just left. Instead, like an idiot, I just said "uh, yeah sure." I took the loofah from her hand, and started rubbing it over her back.

My heart pounded in my chest, and I seemed only able to scrub the top of her back, not daring to go lower. "Um, my whole back please Adam."

"Oh, right." At her invitation I let my hand move lower, and lower, covering every inch of her back in suds. Then my hand went even lower, bringing the loofah down the right side of her ass. She didn't stop me, she didn't seem surprised. She didn't react at all.

So I continued. I crouched down behind her and rubbed the loofah all over her ass, and down the backs of her thighs, and all the way down her calves. In my position, with her feet slightly spread, I could see right between her thighs. Her puffy bare lips dripped water from the shower, and a few bubbles had managed to nestle themselves between them.

I had to forcefully tear my eyes away, and as I dragged myself to my feet, I let the loofah slide up between her thighs, and dragged it right along the crack of her ass to finish. "Thanks bro." She took the loofah as I held it out to her and hung it back on the rack.

Suddenly I realized, I was rock hard and she was about to turn around.

"Don't turn ar-" I started to call out, but it was too late. She was facing me.

"Why?" Her eyes went down, and there was my cock, in all its glory, looking back up at her. "Oh…shit."

I grabbed the shower door and started to open it, desperate to get away from the situation I found myself in. Before I could l, Eve grabbed my arm, holding me there.

"Adam, wait."

"Just let me go Eve. I'm a freak. Please just let me go." I was nearly in tears, and my dick was starting to shrink again from the shame.

"You're not a freak Adam. Its my fault. I didn't think about how this was going to effect you. There's a naked girl in front of you. I should have known this would happen."

"Eve you're my sister"

"I know that, but your dick doesn't. To it I'm just a piece of ass." That really didn't make me feel much better. I didn't want her thinking I felt that way.

She smiled at me and pulled me closer to her. "Evie, I'm really sorry."

"Shhh. It's okay."

Eve's hand was on my chest, and sliding down. "Evie, what are you doing?" I tried to pull away as her fingers settled on my cock, which sprang up at her touch, but she held me in place.

"Adam, I've been really unfair. I've flashed you, forced you to see me naked, and practically shoved my pussy down your throat. God it must drive you nuts."

"Eve, its-"

"Shut up Adam. I'm going to do this, and you're going to feel better. So just shut up and relax." I had no response. What could I possibly have said. I guess I should have stopped her, but as her hand began to slide up and down my throbbing shaft, I couldn't. I gave in. It felt incredible.

She looked in my eyes as she slowly stroked. There was no shame in her eyes. Her calmness made me calm, and soon my own shame had faded as well. "You can touch me if it helps." Her voice was soft and kind.

She gently took my hand, and pulled it to her breast, softly squeezing and directing my to continue. It was soft, and yet firm at the same time, and I could feel the hard point of her erect nipple brushing against my palm.

She stepped closer to me, and increased the speed of her strokes. As she did I let my hand slip down her body and around her back, finally reaching the soft mound of her ass. I squeezed gently and put my head on her shoulder as by breathing quickened, becoming short and rapid. " Eve, I'm-I'm-"

"It's okay. Cum Adam." As if her permission was all I needed, I felt my my loins begin to spasm, and I pulled her against me, as my cum shot out on her stomach. As I stepped back she looked up at me and smiled. "Feel better?" I nodded at her, although I suddenly felt more ashamed than ever.

She turned into the water and rinse the cum off of herself, and then we both got out, dried off, and finally went to bed. It was a while before I finally fell asleep. I felt terrible, I had just let my little sister jerk me off. Something was wrong with me. What was worse was I knew I wanted more. That night I decided, nothing like that would ever happen again. How could that possibly go wrong?

It seems surpirsingly easy to get writers block and then die.

You've got a nice setup going here. This has been very well written so far. Can't wait to see how this goes.

Thanks guys. I agree. There are so many unfinished stories here, and having started and stopped more conventional writing projects multiple times in the past, I definitely understand how easy it can be to run out of ideas, or just lose interest.

Luckily, I've got a good idea of where I'm going with this story, and so far the words have come pretty easily. At the moment, I don't for see anything causing me to stop writing it, even though accidentally forgetting to save forced me to rewrite nearly all of chapter 3, and then again with half of chapter 4.

I can say I'm just getting started, and there will be much more to come.

my DICK!
story followed

I think that was a compliment, so I'll take it as one. Sorry about the delay, its been a horribly busy week at work and I haven't had much free time to write. Chapter 5 should be released sometime tomorrow.

The characters feel a little bit artificial, but it's a good reading.

I would just like to add that I really like the backstory of his losing his virginity because it's so strange and awful and great

Haha, thanks. I have no idea where I came up with that idea, but it just seemed to fit with him being an anti social homeschooled kid.

I know there hasn't been a ton of character building so far. Bear in mind that I'm really just getting started on this story, and I do plan to add more back story and character to the characters as the story progresses.

I appreciate your comments, and please feel free to keep and compliments, criticisms, or suggestions coming, and I'll keep them in mind as the story develops. Anyway I promised a chapter, and here it is. Enjoy.


The next few days saw the return on some measure of normalcy to my life. Eve no longer needed my help, and although mom insisted she stay in my room until the stitches were out, the sexual undertones seemed to have disappeared overnight. I still thought about our shower together pretty often, which usually lead to the sort of shame jerk you might get while watching porn that should disgust you, but instead turns you on more because you know it's wrong.

I was no stranger to the shame jerk, occasionally coming across webcam caps of girls who were obviously under eighteen in very adult positions. Sometimes those even included appearances by the family dog. It sounds bad when you talk about it, and outside a shield of internet anonymity I'm sure I never would. In the moment though, it's the kind of bad that leaves a puddle of cum on the floor between your feet.

Other than those deviant fap sessions, we were just a normal brother and sister again. Deep down, some hidden part of me missed it, and I found myself hoping to catch a glimpse of her changing, or that she would ask me to join her in the shower again, but she didn't. The more logical brotherly part of me assured me that I would have laughed it off and said no even if she had. The horny teenage guy part of me assured me that the other part was full of shit.

Despite my impure thoughts,(forgive me father for I have had a whole fucking shit ton) for those few days it was like nothing had ever happened. We hung out, watching TV, or playing video games, or just chatting sometimes, but mostly we just went about our daily routines. Eve seemed preternaturally attached to her phone and laptop, even more that usual, but she probably had a lot to update her multitudes of friends and followers about. I hoped that didn't include anything about me.

It was Saturday when things once again took a strange turn. It was three nights after our shower together. It was the night of the fashion show.

The day was off to a pretty normal start. Eve and I got up around ten and went on about our normal routines. Mom came out of her room around two and made us a late lunch. I had just finished up and was heading over to start up my Xbox when I heard Eve speak. "Hey mom. Is it OK if Ella spends the night?"

I don't mind admitting my interest was piqued. I needed to focus my attention somewhere other than Eve, and Ella always managed to catch my eye. Mom rarely said no to either of us having friends over,(Admittedly I rarely did) but I thought she might this time due to Eve still having her stitches in, and I prayed to anyone who might be listening that she would say yes.

"Are you sure you're up for that, honey?" My heart sank a bit, as it sounded like my mom's way of saying no without actually saying it.

"I'm fine mom. It doesn't even hurt anymore, and I haven't even taken a pain pill since, like, yesterday morning." I mentally crossed my fingers, rooting for Eve to convince my mom to let Ella come.

"Well, I guess it's OK with me. What do you think Adam?" She turned to me, and for a moment I was confused. I couldn't imagine why she would want my opinion.

"Uh, yeah. I mean she doesn't need my help or anything now." Eve shot me a smile, and I returned it.

"Well….Alright." Eve started to run off to her room, presumably to call and tell Ella the good news. Mom called after her. "Just take it easy OK! I know how you girls can get. I don't want you hurting yourself!"

I could already hear the muffled sound of Eve chattering away on her phone from the other room. "I will mom!" She yelled, and then the excited chatter continued. I was pretty excited myself. It had been almost two months since Ella had come over. She had spent the better part of that in Mexico on vacation, and judging by photos on Facebook, she had spent a lot of time at the beach and had the body to prove it.

One glimpse of that body felt like all I would need. I could finally get my mind off Eve, and maybe fill my spank bank with Ella instead. I made my way into my room to pick out some clothes that would make a good impression. From down the hall I could hear Eve's voice. "OK babes see ya in fifteen! Mwah!" With only fifteen minutes to get ready, I made a decision. I left my clothes in the dresser and set off for the bathroom. I needed a shower, and what better way to make an impression than to come out of the bathroom in just a towel?

In my excitement, I may have been a bit overzealous. I was in and out of the shower in less than ten minutes. Ella still wasn't there, and I was left standing in the bathroom in nothing but a towel. I waited, listening for her voice coming down the hall. It seemed like forever, until finally I heard what I was waiting for.

"Oh my god. No way! You totally have to show me!" It was Ella's voice, and she was coming this way. Taking that as my cue, I opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hall. I was wrapped in a towel from the waist down, and with another I pretended to nonchalantly dry my hair.

"Ooh lala. Hey there Adam. Looking good." Ella gave me a quick glance up and down. She looked pretty amazing herself. Her skin was tanned to a nutty brown, and the curves of her tits and ass seemed more distinct than ever. She was wearing a black tank top with a diving neckline that beautifully showed off her cleavage, and a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass. I felt my dick start to grow, and dropped my hair towel down to hide it. "Oh hey Ella. Sorry, I didn't know you were coming so soon or I would have been dressed. "

"Oh? I'm coming alright." Her emphasis was on the word coming, as she bit her lip and ran an index finger down my chest. "I'll see you, later."(emphasis on you) They passed by me and went into Eve's room, and I heard giggling the moment they shut the door.

I felt pretty accomplished. I had intended to impress her, and maybe the touch and innuendo were just teasing, but I thought I did, at least a little. With my plan complete, I went into my room, got dressed, and headed out to the living room to watch Netflix and plan my next move.

As the day wore on, I started to lose hope. Eve came out a couple times for food or sodas, but I didn't see Ella at all. They usually never stayed cooped up in Eve's room for so long. The hours ticked by, and I started to become more and more disappointed as it didn't look like I was going to see Ella at all during her visit.

I just kind of sat there, watching Netflix, or occasionally starting up a game for a bit, as the day, and my chances passed me by. Mom left for work around nine thirty, and I hoped a lack of supervision would draw. Still the time kept ticking by, and still they never came out. At shortly before eleven, I was watching some overly corny zombie movie, and dozing off a bit, more from boredom than tiredness. It was at just that time that I was jolted awake by someone flopping onto the couch beside me.

I opened my eyes to see Ella smiling at me. "Hey there stud. Failing asleep already? Didn't I tell you I'd see you later?"

"Oh hey Ella. What's up?" It wasn't the most suave phrase I ever uttered, but then again I was asleep just seconds before.

She turned her body to face me, as Eve came in and sat on my other side. "OK, so we were hoping you could help us out. See there's this guy I really want to impress." My heart sank a bit as she spoke. She had a boyfriend, or would soon. I guess i wasnt surprised. Who could resist a girl like her? "So we've been trying to pick a sexy outfit." That was a bit more promising. "So if we do a little fashion show, could you help pick out something sexy?" Ella wanted me to judge her modelling sexy outfits. What else could I say.

"Oh, yeah sure. My pleasure." She jumped up in a flash, grabbing Eve's hand and dragging her along back to Eve's bedroom. I turned off the movie, and settled in to wait. After only a couple minutes, the show began.

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when she came back into the room. Ella was first, wearing a tight black dress that barely covered her ass. It tied behind her neck, and left her entire back exposed, and the front dove deep between her breasts, revealing the slightly paler skin where tan lines had formed. "Oh, by the way, feel free to take pictures so we can see after."

She smiled cheerfully as I pulled out my phone and started to snap a few shots. She even started posing. She turned slightly away from me, and stepped forward with the leg that was closer, and bent all the way down against it. "Damn, you're flexible." She bit her lip and gave a little nod as she arched her back and slowly brought her body back up, running her hands up her long leg as she rose. The back of her dress had lifted slightly as she bent, revealing the lower part of her bare ass underneath. Only a tiny bit of fabric that must have been a thong hid her pussy from me.

I was instantly rock hard. She looked fucking amazing, and I couldn't imagine how the night could possibly get any better. I snapped a few pics for further….reference. She blew a kiss in my direction as she stood up and made her way back to Eve's room. As she left, Eve passed her on her way in.

My cock pulsated in my pants. If I wanted to get Eve out of my mind, the way she was dressed certainly wasn't going to help. She wore a pair of cut off jean shorts so short that they left half her ass exposed. Her top was designed to look like a red bandana tied around her tits, with a bikini like clasp in the back.

She smiled as I raised my phone and started taking pictures, and walked over to the wall in front of me. She spread her legs to just past shoulder width, bent forward, and put both hands on the wall while arching her back and keeping her legs straight. From that angle, I could see that the shorts were cut so close to the inseam, that they barely covered her pussy, and part of her outer lips were visible on each side. I couldn't tell for sure if she was wearing panties, but I didn't think so.

After giving her ass a little wiggle, she straightened up and headed back towards her bedroom. I had a few moments before Ella came out again, and used them to adjust my boner, hoping to lessen its visibility. When she emerged, it was in the most revealing outfit yet.

I suppose you could consider it a dress, though it was more hole than fabric. It was hot pink and made of some very stretchy material that reached from just above her tits, to just below her ass, and was basically just netting. At a guess, the holes were maybe an inch wide with half an inch between each.

Underneath it she wore a similarly hot pink thing, and was braless. I could make out the outline of her erect nipples in the corners where four holes met. I hoped against hope that the fabric would shift and reveal them, but somehow it stayed in place. There was no denying the outfit was sexy as hell, but to me it was w bit too revealing. I always enjoyed an air of mystery, and her outfit left very little to the imagination.

She massaged her beautiful small c cup breasts as I watched and took pictures, and then slipped the top down, using only her arm to hide her nipples. My heart jumped, so ready to see them I could die. To my great disappointment, she flashed me only a wink and turned to go back, presumably for the next outfit.

Then it was Eve's turn again. There are no words to express how turned on I was as she stepped into the room. She was every guy's fantasy. The first thing I noticed were her white thigh high stockings. Above them, and revealing a fair bit of skin, was a short plaid pencil skirt, and the an sheer white tank top that stopped just below her belly button and a white button up shirt tied together at the bottom. She was the embodiment of a naughty schoolgirl. She had even put her hair in pigtails.

I watched in awe as she pranced around in front of me and then untied the outer shirt. It fell open, revealing her pink nipples through the thin fabric of the tank top. I wanted her. There was no denying it. It took every ounce of self control I had to merely take pictures, rather than taking her right there. Suddenly she spun away from me, bent over and flipper up her skirt. The panties beneath were also white, and see through everywhere except directly over her pussy. She coverer her mouth with her hand and gave her best "oops" expression, before quickly skipping away.

My cock strained against my pants, begging to be freed, and now that I had the pictures on my phone, I planned to do just that when I was alone. It was a couple minutes before they emerged again, this time together. They both wore long t-shirts, and I could tell from their nipples they were both braless underneath. I was dumbstruck, my mind was full of fantasy, but there were no words

It was Ella who spoke. "OK so what was the sexiest? Outfit I mean, it wouldn't be fair to judge us. I mean Eve's your sister after all."

"Oh. Um I dunno. Ok. The skirt I think." There was really no thinking involved. Ella kissed me on the cheek, and then darted off back to the bedroom. "Well she seems excited."

"Yeah, she really wants to impress him. Can I see the pictures?" I handed her my phone as she sat down beside me and she started to flip through them. "Oh wow, we look seriously hot! Like, wow! Holy shit! Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, that was….pretty incredible. I think her boyfriend will be pretty happy."

"Oh she doesn't have a boyfriend." Eve handed my phone back as Ella called out to her from the bedroom. "Oh I left a present for you in your room. Just kinda to say thanks. Hope you like it!" With that she darted off to her room.

When she was gone I got up and made my way to my own room. I had some serious stroking to do. I was pretty touched Eve had gotten me a gift, but I didn't see how it could possibly be better than what had just happened. I was so distracted flipping through the pictures as I stepped through my doorway, that I didn't even notice my present at first.

When I looked up, I found Ella, dressed in the schoolgirl outfit and standing by the end of my bed. "Uh, what's up Ella?"

"It's time for your present sexy. Come in and sit down."

Wow, this just went off the fucking rails! The story went from AnonyMPC style slow-build "realistic" introversion to... well, porn flick plot.

Still well written, but really jarring transition.

>>22300
Agreed. The whole fashion show was downright dull in my opinion too.

Thanks for the input. I understand what you mean. I had intended to do a bit more with it. It wasn't really my favorite chapter to write, but it was a way of bringing in and introducing Ella, who will be making more appearances as the story continues.

I'll likely rewrite a considerable portion of that chapter once I've finished the story and move into the final editing stage before I post it elsewhere. I do however, like to occasionally change up the mood and tempo as I write, especially when introducing new characters to the fray.

Rest assured, this won't be derailing the pace of the entire story, just a bit of a diversion for Adam's enjoyment.

I actually liked it a lot and find it pretty believable. Doesn't seem at all like 'porn flick plot' at all.
Was a tad dull, though. Might have been better off with both girls showing off an outfit at the same time, then getting changed while Adam peeps.
I also think the claim that it changed from a slow buildup to be hilarious. He got a handjob from his sister in the shower, for fuck's sake.

I actually did consider, and was originally going to write them showing off together rather than taking turns. There was something, can't remember what right now, that I wasn't pleased with. I may revisit that idea when I go into a final editing process.

I think I decided it would make Eve a bit more "playful" without Ella in the room since, as far as we know, she doesn't know what happened between the siblings.

I really do wish I had done more with it now though, as you guys have echoed the same kinds of things I was thinking.

I had also intended on having them model different panties/bras, but decided they might not be quite interchangeable with different outfits. It also felt like that might have made the scene a bit more long winded without adding much.

>>22308
>I also think the claim that it changed from a slow buildup to be hilarious. He got a handjob from his sister in the shower, for fuck's sake.

Yeah, that happened after 5 chapters of nosex. That's a fairly slow build up

I'm alright with the PREMISE of the fashion show, and the execution was fine, but the fact that his sister had obtained a "sexy schoolgirl" outfit seemed a bit of a stretch.

If you think of it like the adult costumes they sell at sex shops it may be a stretch. The constituent parts however aren't hard to come by. A skirt, tank top, shirt, and stockings, could be bought pretty much anywhere. There's also amazon, which she could have easily used a gift card on to purchase the clothes.

However, it was implied, but not explicitly stated that the clothes actually belonged to Ella.

How dare you visit the second page, back to the front with you!

Great story so far.
I think i know where this is going but i guess i will just have to wait and see.
Do you have other stories? and if so where can i find them?

Hey guys, sorry about the delay on the next chapter. I've been having to work overtime lately because a coworker quit, so writing has been put on the back burner a bit. I hope to have the next chapter out this weekend.

This is actually the only story I have posted so far. I have ideas for some others but they aren't written yet. Once this one if finished I'll likely start an asstr page, and begin another story.

Dear GOD MOARRRRR!!!! AHRAHGHHHH

I swear its coming. Im in the process of rewriting the next chapter because I didn't like the way it came out. I'll try to sit down after work today and whip it into shape.

Waiting with bated breath

>>22422

Gross Kal.

I don't care how you handle cleanup, but at least have the decency to practice oral hygiene afterwards if that's the case.

You even made a little disclaimer about how you didn't like it when other people took forever to post:(

I'm enjoying this story quite a bit. The dream sequence was cool and hot (in a couple senses). I also enjoyed the fashion show, but that may be because I have a weakness for sexy clothes. But it also shows how he's leaning more for Eve. I'm curious it see how he resolves his desire for his sister when another girl is available. Write on man. Write on.

I come out of death and I see this. Pretty good stuff so far!

Not the type of appendix I was thinking of...much better than expected, though. Only thing I was strangely disappointed by was that her surgery scar wasn't noticed during their little fashion show. Not sure why it even crossed my mind, honestly.

Bumpy Bump

Hey guys, so sorry for the long delay. I've been writing this with my phone, which got broken. Since I was close to an upgrade, I just waited it out. Well Ive got my new one now, and am just about ready to post the next chapter(its a pretty long one). Barring the end of the world it should be up in the next few hours.

OK as promised, here's the next chapter. Enjoy.


When Eve wore that outfit, it was sexy, but more like an innocent girl playing at being sexy. With Ella, it was the exact opposite. She was a sexual goddess wearing the guise of innocence, like a porn star in a frilly pink dress licking a lollypop.

Every seam and stitch seemed to land in exactly the right place on her body, as if the outfit had been tailored specifically for her. In fact it probably had. Ella always talked about her dreams of becoming a fashion designer, and I had seen some of the things she had made in the past. They were always good, but that outfit was out of this world.

On Eve, the stockings had easily reached mid thigh, and the skirt stopped only a bit above it, leaving only a little skin showing. On Ella's taller frame, the stockings only made it a bit above her knees, and the skirt stopped probably three inches above them, reaching only a little below her ass. Likewise, the top was much shorter on Ella, finding only the bottom of her ribs, and leaving most of her midriff exposed.

I must have looked like a total idiot standing there staring at her, well, gawking really. I half expected my tongue to drop from my mouth and roll across the floor. When I finally spoke, I must have sounded just as stupid as I looked. "I thought you were gonna be showing off your outfit to some guy."

She just gave me a sarcastic smirk as she walked towards me. "You're a guy, aren't you?" Her face was so close to mine I could feel her breath on my face, and for a second I was sure she was about to kiss me. Instead, I felt her fingers settle on my pulsating shaft, covered only by the thin fabric of my pajama pants. She leaned forward, and I felt her lips brush my ear as she whispered, "you feel like one to me."

I couldn't respond. Hell, I couldn't even think. I punched out. The lights were on but no one was home. Every ounce of awareness I possessed had rushed to my dick, like scientists rushing down to study every aspect, calculating the surface area of contact, the amount of pressure exerted, the speed of movement across the shaft, and of course, maximum hardness of the phallus.

I guess my body must have continued working without me, because when I regained my senses, I was sitting on the end of my bed. Ella stood in front of me, a beautiful Latin goddess in human form. "You ready Adam?"

"Uh, yeah. Wait, what's going on?" Ella laughed at the question like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard. It was that genuine, infectious type of laughter that I could never stop myself from joining. This time though, nervousness, confusion, or a mixture of the two stopped me at just a chuckle. I was totally fucking clueless.

"Okay, so Eve thought you deserved a reward for helping her so much. So she asked me to help. Which is great, because I've wanted to have a little fun with you for like, I dunno, ever. But like, you don't just jump your best friend's brother, right? Soooooo. Okay, just sit back and enjoy okay?" She turned away from me and started to walk over to my dresser, and then quickly stopped and came back. "Oh, let me see your phone!"

I was even more confused than before. It was a lot to process, and I didn't have a clue what she was about to do, or why she needed my phone. Still, I figured my best bet was just to do whatever she asked, so I pulled it out and handed it to her. "Great! Okay, how do you… Oh got it. Okay!" I guessed she was turning on my camera, as she immediately set it on a shelf nearby and checked to make sure it could see us both. "Ready, big boy?"

I still had no idea what was going on, but what could I say, except, "Yeah, I'm good.". Smooth, Adam. Butter.

She turned back to the dresser and grabbed her own phone. Moments later, music started to play, and she started to dance. The song was slow and sensual, and the way she moved was perfection. This wasn't twerking, or hiphop dancing. She made love to the music, and I was hypnotized.

I watched in awe as her body swayed and writhed, perfectly in time. Her hands roamed her body in a way that made me wish they were mine. They rolled down over her breasts, one stopping to knead the soft flesh, as the other continued on its downward course. It slid first down her tight stomach, then lower, down her inner thighs, and then as she turned away, up the Bach of her thigh and onto her deliciously shaped ass.

She never lost her rhythm as her hands made their way deliberately to the tied bottom of her button up shirt. Her fingers slowly, delicately untied the knot, and the shirt opened. It was like watching in slow motion, as she turned away from me and let the fabric slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor, like a leaf slowly falling to the ground on a breezy day.

Her nipples were hard when she turned to face me again, their dark peaks just visible through the shear tank top. I wondered if she was getting turned on by this. Maybe she was just cold. I was definitely turned on, in fact i was as rock hard as I could possibly be, and my body felt like it was on fire. So there was that.

Even I'd she had stopped there, the video on my phone would have given me material to beat off to for at least the next year. To my greatest pleasure however, she didn't stop. Her hands continues to take a tour of her body as she swayed in movements that were almost serpentine, or like water pulsing as the music passed through it. Eventually one of them found the zipper on the side of her skirt.

You never really think of the sound of a zipper coming down as being one of the finer things in life, but in that moment, I couldn't imagine a sweeter sound. A moment later her pencil skirt, which was incredibly sexy on
her body, found an even sexier place, on the floor.

She stepped out of it thrusting her hips to the side as the song's tempo momentarily increased, and my heart stopped in my chest. Something about that move was incredible, and my description is a far cry from doing it justice. There was nothing particularly special about it, but at the same time, it was just so god damned hot.

With the skirt off I noticed a slight change to the outfit that I hadn't caught before. Instead of the panties Eve had worn, Ella wore a pair of lacy black cheeksters. The same ones she wore in my secret picture of her. I wondered if she had known all along, and worn them just because she knew I liked them. That was probably thinking too much into it, but it was a nice thought all the same.

Once her best ass-et was mostly exposed, she started to flaunt it more, facing away from me more and arching her back, or bending over as her hips swiveled so hypnotically. I didn't mind. I've always been a bit of an ass man, and as far as I was concerned, she could tease me with it any day.

I was focusing on that gorgeous ass so intently, I almost didn't see her arms cross in front of her, and her fingers hook into the bottom of her tank top, and begin peeling it up. She turned back to me as the fabric ran away up her body, exposing more of her intoxicating flesh.

As it reached her breasts, she pulled the shirt tight, and let it catch on the bottom of her nipples, straining to lift her tits along with it. Finally the sprang free, the shirt came off, and she was topless in front of me. I think I may have drooled a little.

As if it were even possible, my pulse quickened even further, as she arched her back, and presented her nipples to me, like little candies begging me to taste them. I wanted to. Bad. But everything in its own time, and the dance hadn't ended, and I needed to see the rest.

My mind must have been short circuiting from lack of bloodflow, because as she reached down and hooked her thumbs into the waist of her panties, I saw it as if it were a series of photographs, missing just a little between them. Slowly, so god damned slowly, the black lace slid away.

I could see her pubic mound and a bareness there that seemed impossible for her age. There were no razor bumps or even the tiniest bit of stubble. I could only assume she must have waxed. It seemed strange for a girl her age to be waxing off her pubes, but I certainly wasn't going to complained.

She turned her ass back towards me, ripping the view of her shaved mound away from me just before the gate to heaven would have been exposed. My disappointment was only momentary as the panties dropped below the lushness of her ass, and then pulled back up into a scoop, lifting it, begging me to explore every luscious inch, and then continued down her thighs.

She bent low keeping her legs straight and her feet slightly apart, sliding them down rather than letting them drop. That's when I got my first peek at the promised land between her thighs. I was perfectly bare, with inner lips just barely visible between the soft plump youthful outer ones. If I could have moved I might have grabbed her and shoved myself inside right then, but as every drop of blood in my body seemed to be flooding into my dick, I was frozen in place.

When her panties reached her ankles, her back arched as she slowly straightened up, and her her hips swiveled. With that little movement, heaven opened up. I could see her perfect puckered pink asshole, which a surprised me considering her skin tone, and just below it her lips parted revealing their even pinker insides glistening with wetness. So she was getting turned on after all.

The song ended just as she straightened up. Had I been capable of thought at the time, I might have been amazed by her timing, and wondered if she had practiced, or choreographed her dance. Of course I wasn't, and I didn't. The only thought in my mind was how bad I wanted her.

She turned to face me, and bit her lip in a way that screamed "fuck me." And I was prepared to do just that. I watched her intently, until finally she broke the silence. "So…..did you like that?"

"Huh? Oh! Yea, Jesus yes. That was…. Wow. I mean.. " she smiled broadly and practically tackled me as she jumped on the bed and locked her lips onto mine. She tasted so sweet as her tongue slipped between my teeth, and her naked body pressed against me was absolutely maddening.

After a few seconds she broke the kiss and got off of me. "Okay, scoot up." She motioned towards the head of the bed, and I obliged, sliding back until I was leaning against my headboard. I wasn't sure what was about to happen, but I wanted it, bad.

Ella hopped off the bed, grabbed my phone and checked to make sure it was still recording and hadn't run out of memory,(unlikely with the new 16gb SD card I had just put in two weeks before) an repositioned it to face my current position. Then she slipped off her stockings and climbed, or crawled really, back onto the bed beside me. Her hand found my rock hard dick as I watched her ass wave through the air, and it pulsed it appreciation.

"Would you like me to suck it, Adam?" Come on, did she really need to ask?

"Oh fuck, yes!" Before I could even finish answering her, her hands found their way under my shirt, and began lifting it. I leaned forward to help as she tugged the shirt up and over my head. No sooner was it off than her hands were on my bare chest, and her lips on my neck. My head tilted back almost of its own volition. God it felt amazing.

My skin tingled as her finger traced their was down my chest, and she followed them with her lips, kissing her way down. First my neck, then my collarbone, my breastbone, my nipple,(with a little flick of her tongue I was surprised to find I quite enjoyed) my stomach, and finally my waist. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants and gave a little tug. I lifted my body slightly, and she pulled. The came down easily, and my cock finally sprang free from its confinement, almost smacking her in the face in the process.

"Whoa. Adam. Damn, dude. I mean it felt big but… Shit. Nice." She may have just been pumping my ego. I was definitely above average, but I never really thought of eight inches as huge. Still it was nice, and she seemed genuine in the compliment. Even more so as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started to stroke.

The head glistened with precum that was starting to run down the underside of my throbbing member, and she looked right into my eyes as she first bit her lip in that sexy way that drove me wild, and then ran her tongue from base to tip, licking it all up. It was the first time a tongue had ever touched my cock, and I'll be damned if it wasn't everything I had hoped for and more.

"Ohhh…fuck." I moaned softly as her soft silky lips surrounded the sensitive head of my cock. Her tongue rolled inside her mouth, and massaged my dick in a way no hand ever could.

Her motions were fluid, rising and descending on my cock, her hand perfectly in time with her mouth and twisting slightly as she slowly pumped me. I don't think I had ever felt anything so good in my entire life.

Her ass wiggled in the air as she sucked me, drawing my eyes to its perfect contours. When she caught my gaze shifting there she momentarily took me out of her mouth. "Do you want to touch me baby?" She asked, never stopping stroking me. I couldn't speak through the pleasure, and my only response was a nod. She smiled up at me. "Good."

She rotated her body around, so that her ass was pointed towards the head of the bed. From her position on her knees, I could see everything spread out before me. I reached out and placed my hand on her ass as she returned to sucking me. It was soft, but somehow firm as well, and I took great pleasure in giving it a good squeeze.

Slowly, cautiously, I moved my hand down, gingerly brushing her outer lips, still somehow afraid that she didn't want me to touch her there. She showed no sign of rejecting my touch, which emboldened me. I started to rub three fingers over her labia. It was so silky smooth, that she either just didn't grow hair, or did indeed wax. She moaned a slight appreciation as the tip of my middle finger found her swollen pearl, hidden under its hood.

I looked down at her, her head bobbing up and down on my cock, and pressed down on her hard little clit. She shuddered slightly, and then increased her speed. She liked it. I was beyond ecstatic. I started to rub little circled around it as she moaned around my shaft. God she was so wet.

As I rubbed, my thumb found her hole, and I let it slip inside. She was so impossibly tight, and I could feel her muscles squeezing around it. I started to slide it in and out in time with her sucking, trying to imagine it was really my cock slipping into her warm depths, and then I felt her hand come off my dick.

She stopped stroking me, and instead, started to take me deeper and deeper in her mouth. After a few strokes, I felt my head reach the back of her throat. She pulled back, and then took it to the back of her throat again. Then, in a moment that I will remember for the rest of my life, it went further. Down, down, down it went, until her lips reached all the way to the very bottom of of my shaft. I don't know how I didn't cum right then. Holy shit she was amazing.

She did it twice more, moaning as my fingers pressed into her sensitive areas, and then took her mouth off and looked up at me. "Soooo… You wanna try something else? I mean, I can keep going and you can cum down my throat if you want, but I'm really horny, and I wanna cum too."

I was pretty sure I knew what she meant, and although the prospect of blowing a load deep down her throat was tempting, I certainly wouldn't pass up a chance to sample whatever else she might have to offer. After all, it might have been my only chance. "Yeah, definitely!"

"Oh, awesome! Okay, so I'll just-" She turned and repositioned herself so that she was straddling me. Her sweet wet pussy pressed firmly against the underside on my cock, just waiting to be filled.

"So, I can't fuck you. Eve made me promise." My heart sank, and for a second I was livid at Eve. Then I realized that, without her, none of this would even be happening. Still I didn't understand why she would tell Ella not to. "Buuuuut… She didn't say we couldn't grind."

I was confused. "Grind?"

"Yeah, like this." She pressed her pussy against my dick, and started to rock her hips. I have to admit, it might not have been what I was hoping for, but it felt pretty damn good anyway. "You like it?"

"Mm. Yeah."

She smiled again. "Good, me too. I'm mostly clitoral anyway, so I do this with my dildo all the time. Just don't cum before me."

Mind. Blown. When I was her age, I barely knew what a clit was, and I had never even heard the phrase I'm mostly clitoral. On top of that, she had a dildo? What the fuck? Kids these days.

Meanwhile she continued writhing, letting her sweetness rise and fall against me. She locked her lips against mine again. They were full and soft, and her tongue met mine so happily. I really liked kissing her.

Her fingers entwined into my shaggy hair as she bucked against me, and I could feel her hard nipples pressed against my chest. I'm not the religious type, but I may have prayed a little that she would slide up just a little too far, impaling herself on my rod on the downstroke.

I slid my hands down her smooth skin to her ass, delighting in the goosebumps that followed in their wake. I could tell she was really enjoying it, and that made it much more pleasurable for me. I squeezed and kneaded the flesh of her ass with both hands, and then my fingertip found her asshole.

It was tight, but not clenched, and her movements caused the tip to sink in slightly as she rocked. The wetness from her pussy had spread to it, and with only a slight bend of my finger, it would have gone right in. She kissed me deeper and reached one hand back and took hold of mine. I figured she was trying to say she didn't like ass play.

To my surprise, she brought my hand up and stuck my finger in her mouth, sucking and rolling her tongue around it. Then she dragged it back down to her ass, pointed my now moistened finger at her tight little hole, and pushed it in. She kissed me harder than before as she guided me to slide my finger in and out, and started moaning through the kiss. I couldn't take it anymore. It was too much. I was going to-

"Cum Adam. Cum with me baby!" As if that was all I needed to hear, my load spewed. She leaned back grinding just her clit against the base of my shaft, as my sticky cum shot up her belly, and dribbled down over her mound.

I could feel her muscles spasm through her ass, and she almost screamed as her own orgasm took her, as my cum was still spraying up her belly. She pressed and moaned and spasmed, squeezing every last drop of cum from my cock, and then fell back onto my bed panting. "That felt fucking goooood. Shit Adam, we need to really fuck sometime soon. Oh! Hey Eve!"

I followed her gaze over to the door of my room, and there was Eve, just staring at us. "Oh. shit."

Very good sir, what will Eve's reaction be?

Haha, try and guess.

Awww yeah. Good stuff sir.

Glad to see this update. Very nice strip tease sir! But now we have a love triangle going. How will this resolve? And how does this all connect to that omnious beginning?

More than just a shameless bump, I would like to ask for the writer to please continue. This has boat loads of potential. Please keep going. Anticipation sucks.

Ok guys. Its that time again. This one might be a bit shorter, but I think it will be relevant to your interests.


Shame washed over me, and I reached for the first thing I found to cover myself. It turned out to be my T-shirt. Why did I feel ashamed, Eve had seen me naked. Hell she had jerked me off in the shower. She was practically naked herself, just wearing a tight red pair of panties, and a shear whit T-shirt through which her nipples were easily visible. How long had she been there? What had she seen? Why did I suddenly feel so fucking weird.

Maybe it was because Ella was still laying spread eagle in front of me, cum pooling on her belly, and running down her swollen lips. She seemed completely unperturbed, and was actually smiling at Eve. What in the name of fuck was going on?

"Eve. I um.. Shit i-"

She cut me off. "Relax Adam its fine. I just need to borrow Ella if you guys are done."

Ella grinned. "Oh? What for babes? I'm kinda comfortable."

"Ella, come on. You know, that thing we were gonna do."

"Ohhhh. That. Well why don't we just do it here. Adam won't mind, right?" I didn't know what she was talking about, but I shook my head in agreement.

Eve shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other as if she had to pee, waiting for Ella to get up and follow her off to the other room. When she finally came to the conclusion Ella wasn't coming she gave an exasperated sigh and came in, shutting the door behind her. "Fine. Whatever."

She made her way slowly into the room. For a moment she just stood by the side of the bed. Her eyes asked me things I didn't understand, but I could see her nerves going wild. If I could have felt her pulse, I'm sure her heart rate would have been insane. Finally, in motions so quick I hardly saw them, she stripped off her shirt and panties. Suddenly, we were all naked. "Whoa, what the fuck is going on?"

After a pause while Eve climbed up onto the bed, it was Ella who answered. "Well, I'm actually Eve's girlfriend. See I'm bi. I've actually only had one boyfriend and he turned out to be gay, which explained why he never went near my pussy, just wanted me to blow him and finger his ass all the time. Eve says she's bi, but I've never seen her really even look at a guy, so I dunno. Anyway we haven't fucked in forever and she's horny now, soooo…"

I looked over at Eve. Her perky pink nipples were already hard. And I could see a little glisten of wetness between her thighs as Ella traced her fingers over Eve's belly, trying to avoid the almost healed scar. Eve shrugged at me. "Just, if you're gonna watch don't be weird about it. And can we turn that off now?" She motioned towards my phone which was still recording us.

"Oh, uh yeah. Sure." I reached over and grabbed my phone. It was still recording, and I tapped the screen to stop it. "I can go play Xbox or watch TV or something if you want to be alone…." Truly, I wanted to stay. Even through my post cum shame, I still wanted to see this. I couldn't stop myself.

Eve looked up at me, as if she was about to agree I should leave. She opened her mouth to speak, and then closed it again. She glanced over at Ella, then back to me, and took a deep breath. "No. It's ok. Stay."

"Eve I do-"

"I want you to stay. Okay? Just stay." The shame was intensifying. I knew I should just leave, but instead I just nodded and settled back on my bed.

Ella had been silently watching, and suddenly seemed excited, like she had just had the best idea of her life. "Ooh! Eve! So you know how you were asking me what cum tasted like, and saying you kinda wanted to try it? Well." She pointed to my cum which was still dripping down her body.

"Oh my god Ella! But that's Adam's. That's like incest!"

"Oh come on! It totally doesn't count if If its not straight from his dick. Besides you just told me earlier you gave him a handjob in the shower."

"ELLA! What the fuck!? I told you not to say anything! Anyway, that was different. I was just helping him since he helped me!"

I was in shock. My eyes darted back and forth between them. Ella knew about the shower. What else might she know? This could ruin our lives, and she was just so casual about it.

"Come on babes, lick me clean!"

Eve looked up at me, as if seeking approval, but I was too dumbstruck to give input either way. "Ugh, fine. God, you're such a cunt sometimes."

Despite her hesitation, Eve bent down to Ella, put out her tongue, and licked a sticky glob off of her stomach. "See not that bad right? Its kinda gross once it cools, but warm its really not bad at all."

Eve shrugged and with a mouthful of cum mumbled, "Yeah? Well it's fucking cold, and it tastes gross." Still she kept licking, first off Ella's tight belly, then her hip, then her mound, and finally her pussy. Ella cooed softly as Eve's tongue slipped between her soft lips. Soon Ella was clean, and I was hard, again. I felt like if my dick got hard one more time, it was probably just going to fall off.

Eve stayed at Ella's pussy, and continued licking, flicking her tongue between those puffy lips which had been hugging my cock just minutes before. Her ass waved at me, as if greeting an old friend as she arched her back, savoring every mingled drop of Ella's juices and my spilled seed.

I watched, unable to help myself as her pussy spread wide in front of my eyes, and her perfect pick asshole flexed with each movement. "Fuck me!" They screamed. "Fuck me all the ways you've dreamt of but never done. Fuck me the way you imagine fucking when you lay awake at night with your dick in your hand, imagining the soft wetness you've never truly had the chance to enjoy."

And my dick was in my hand. The shame was gone. Pure fantastical lust had replaced it, and only fear stopped me from taking her.

My hand moved slowly up and down my shaft, matching the rhythmic rise and fall of her hips, like the tide rising along a sandy beach. That image stuck with me as I watched. Each stroke like a wave washing over me, cascading over me with a pleasant warmth.

I was so enraptured I hadn't even noticed Ella watching me. She was smiling when our eyes met, and silently mouthed "take it off." I had forgotten the T-shirt covering my lower half. I had forgotten everything except what was before my eyes. Still, I did as she asked. The T-shirt fell away, and she bit her lip as my cock was again in full view.

She wasn't watching Eve. In fact she seemed utterly uninterested in the sweet, beautiful girl who was working so hard to please her. It made me angry, and that turned me on more. I wanted to fuck that ungrateful bitch up her tight little ass until she cried and begged to be allowed to please Eve. In that moment, it didn't matter that she wanted me. It only mattered that she was disrespecting Eve.

Either Ella didn't see the anger on my face, or she mistook it for desire. Either way, moments later she pushed Eve's head away and made her roll over. I didn't know if Eve knew about Ella, but if she did, she made no sign, only complied as Ella positioned her so that her spread legs were only inches in front of me. She then climbed on top of Eve and settled her pussy over her mouth, which Eve diligently continued to lick and suck.

Eve's pussy was glistening, begging for attention as Ella spread it before me, and the leaned down to lick. I would have been pleased, if not for the fact that her eyes never left me. She was supposed to please my sister, but she was watching me angrily jerk off instead.

So I snapped. I let go of my cock, grabbed her hair with one hand, and slapped her with the other, and then shoved her face into Eve's sweet pussy. The bitch fucking loved it. She moaned with the sort of pleasure she hadn't even pretended that Eve was eliciting.

That just pissed me off more. At least now she was sucking Eve's pussy like she was meant to be in the first place, which gave me some small degree of solace.

I tightened my grip in her hair, and shoved my cock right into her face, letting my hand smack into it as I stroked it. Again and again I squeezed, forcing her to eat Eve's pussy like her life depended on it as my hand smacked into her cheek, smearing precum all over her face.

Soon I heard Eve starting to moan, and felt my balls starting to tighten. Good. She deserved to cum, and I was going to as well, right in Ella's face. That's when I felt Ella's hand settle over mine on my cock. I was surprised, and despite my anger was powerless to stop her from taking over.

She stroked my cock furiously, as Eve let out a moan that was almost a scream, and her body began to spasm. As if that was my cue my own tide finally came in, and my grip on Ella's hair loosened as my cock pulsed.

My balls spewed their sticky contents, just as Ella lifted her head and stuck out her tongue just enough to catch the first jet, right over Eve's pussy.

I watched helplessly as my cum shot onto Ella's tongue, and all over Eve's pussy. I watched as it ran down and into her spasming hole. I watched as the final spurt missed Ella entirely, and shot right into Eve. I watched as Ella ran her tongue down Eve's hot slit, not to collect my cum, but rather to push it all inside.

Jesus Ella. What the fuck did you just do?

Oh wow, NTR. Fuck you.

Not sure what you're getting at. But I suppose if I must be fucked, I shall.

well I liked it, maor plz

Friends, romans, countrymen, here we have it. Act 1 is finished, and act 2 is soon to begin. This chapter is short, and serves primarily as a bridge between the primarily lighthearted first act, and the second, which will delve into darker waters.

Without further adieu, I give you the interlude.


Apparently Ella thought that my cum inside my little sister was fucking hilarious. She rolled off of Eve giggling. The expression on Eve's face wasn't quite so joyful, anger overtaking the pleasure she was still coming down from.

"Ella. Did you. Just FUCKING. Jerk Adam off. In my GOD DAMN pussy?!"

"Mhmmmm." Ella was still smiling happily, blissfully ignorant of the fact that Eve looked about two seconds from punching her right in the cunt.

"What if I got pregnant? Did you stop to think about that? No, you fucking didn't! You just did what you want, like you always do! He's my fucking brother, Ella!"

"Dude, calm down. Its not a big deal, its just cum. Its not like I stuck his dick in you. I mean he obviously wanted to. You guys have this weird sexual vibe anyway. I thought you'd like it. Shit. Besides you've been on the pill since, like, your first period or something."

That actually made sense. The pill part, I mean. Mom had gotten pregnant when she was sixteen and my dad was a high school jock desperately hiding in the closet. She always said I wasn't a mistake, but I knew she sometimes wished she had been able to be a normal teen and young adult. So it made sense she'd want to protect Eve from having a baby until she was older. I was actually really relieved, and thankful for my moms paranoia.

"Yeah I have, but for all you know I could have gone off it! We haven't talked about it in months, and on top of that, the doctors told me the antibiotics they put me on could interfere with it!"

"Damn, Eve. I'm sorry. I didn't think-"

"You didn't think! That's the fucking problem! Look. I think it would be best if you called your mom and said you're not feeling well tonight."

"Eve, c'mon."

"No. Ella, I'm serious. I love you, you're my best friend, and we'll talk tomorrow. But, right now I need to go try to wash this jizz out, and then I need to be alone. Okay?"

"Yeah. I get it. I'm sorry…" I could see tears trying to form in her eyes, and I suddenly felt bad for her, but Eve was right. What Ella had done, hell, what we all had done, was stupid and irresponsible.

Eve leaned over and kissed Ella, and then got up and left the room. Moments later I heard the shower turn on. A single tear ran down Ella's cheek as she got up and gathered her things. She looked over at me, and in a voice inches away from truly crying said "Adam, I'm so so sorry."

I nodded sympathetically to her, and she ran up to me, and kissed me, much the same way as Eve had kissed her, and then she too left the room. I heard her muffled voice from the living room soon after.

I sat alone, naked in my room after that, a million thoughts coursing through my head. What if Eve got pregnant? Would Ella ever come back? Would she and my sister still be friends? On and on and back and forth. Eventually I heard the door open and close, Ella leaving. I wished I had said goodbye, apologized for being so rough with her, but it was too late.

Soon after Ella left, Eve reemerged. She was still naked, with only a towel draped over her shoulders as she entered my room. Her hair hung damp and kinky over shoulders, and here and there water droplets clung to her bare freckled skin.

I shot her a questioning look as she finished towelling off, and tossed the damp cloth over the chair in my corner. She shot back a noncommittal shrug, saying with her body if not her mouth, that I had already seen all there was to see, so why bother getting dressed.

"Move over," she said as she approached the side of my bed and started to climb into it. I obliged, realizing I hadn't yet gotten dressed either, but she didn't seem to care, and I guess I thought basically the same way she did about nudity at this point.

Once she was in bed, she threw the blanket over us, and then leaned back against my chest. Her skin was chilly after her shower, and I could feel gooseflesh as it pressed against my own bare skin. Once she was comfortable, she took my arms and wrapped them around her. Her cool goosepimped breasts, and erect nipples pressed against my arms, but she made no attempt to move them. Instead she held them tight against her body, as if she were afraid I would let go.

We stayed like that for awhile, not speaking. I simply held her as her skin warmed with my touch, feeling her chest rise and fall with each breath. Everything was silent, save for our slow rhythmic breathing.

Finally, Eve broke the silence with a short dry laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing really, its just kinda fitting right? I mean Adam and Eve were the first people to ever commit incest." Despite myself I laughed a little too.

"Maybe, but I kind of see that more as masturbation. I mean Eve was made from his rib, so basically he was fucking part of himself."

"Hmm, yeah I guess, but still." She paused there, as if preparing what she wanted to say next. "Adam, I'm sorry. I should have known Ella would do something like that."

"It'd not your fault Evie. You couldn't have known."

"No, I could. She wants you, she always has. And when I told her what happened in the shower…. Fuck she practically creamed her panties in excitement. I think she was hoping you'd fuck me and she could watch."

"Eve, I wouldn't-"

"I know Adam. I'm just saying. She thinks its hot, and she wasn't totally wrong about things between us. I mean, yeah I jerked you off because I could tell you needed it, but I wanted to. I've never seen or touched a real dick before. I wanted to see what it felt like to make a guy cum. I know it's weird and you're my brother…. I just… I…"

I squeezed her as she faltered for words, emotion starting to overtake her calmness. "It's ok. You don't need to explain yourself. It's not like you wanted to fuck me. We all get curious, and I'm the only guy you ever see pretty much. So it's fine.

She sighed. "Yeah… I guess."

We laid like that for awhile, just talking. She told me not to worry because she was still on the pill, and that she was off the antibiotics, and that the cum hadn't gone in very far anyway.

She told me about her relationship with Ella. It has started as experimentation, and continued because it was better than masturbating. She wasn't really that into girls, but she just hadn't found the right guy. I told her she would, and that she had plenty if time.

She told me she never really had feelings for Ella, other than being her friend, and how she had always known I was the one she really wanted to get her hands on, and asked me why I got so rough with Ella. Then she squeezed my arms tight around her like a hug when I explained. She told me that it was sweet and that I was really a great brother.

She even joked about how horrible my cum tasted and that she would really have to love someone to let him put that shit in her mouth, but if it happened again anyway, it had better be warm. We both laughed that that, despite the awkwardness.

An hour passed, then two as we talked, and laughed, with her naked form wrapped in my arms the entire time. Despite our nudity, it was never sexual. It was just nice, a brother and sister just enjoying each others company. We slept that way as well, until shortly before mom came home, when we woke up briefly so as not to be found naked in bed together.

The next day, mom told us she had been given offered a raise and promotion to take over the night shift at work permanently. We told her that was great and she should go for it. She also decided it was OK for Eve return to sleeping in her own room, but that night she still came into mine, saying it felt weird to sleep alone after sharing a bed with me. I didn't mind. I felt the same way.

Other than sharing a bed, everything was business as usual. Eve and I seemed to spend more time together, and everything was easy, like we had finally cleared out all the weird tension that had built up. Being naked around each other lost its awkwardness, although neither of us went out of our way to expose ourselves, usually anyway.

Eve's period came and went, which she actually did reveal to me by flashing her pussy, accessorized with a beautiful white string while sitting in front of me reading a book in a short skirt. She found it fucking hilarious. I found it gross, but a huge relief at the same time.

So a week and a half passed without much of note. Eve made up with Ella, although they dropped the girlfriend pretext. And agreed to just be best friends who sometimes fucked each other, although not in front of me if I was just going to cum on everything, Eve added with a devious grin as she told me.

I actually did start talking to a cute girl from a town over online. She didn't have Eve's natural beauty, or Ella's smoldering sensuality, but she would do in a pinch. When I told Eve about her, she seemed happy for me, and teasingly told me to be careful not to knock her up too quick.

It was the morning after that conversation that set my whole world on end. I woke up like any other morning. Eve was already up and off doing who knows what elsewhere in the house. I reached over to grab my phone, hoping I'd have time for a quick fap to the images I had saved from Ella's night here. That was when I saw I had two new texts from an unknown number.

I opened them, thinking it was maybe my new lady of the web, who had somehow found my number.

The first read "Hey there Adam! :)"

Not off to too bad a start, I assumed it must be her. That is until I read the second.

"Do as I say, or Eve dies."

well waiting for the parts so far was hard but now i realy cant wait!

Awesome story and dont you DARE stop now

Feels like a jarring shift to have death threats, but the story and sexiness have been good so far, so I'll trust that you know what you're doing with this story. I look forward to the next update!

>>22664
if you read up top, this was planned from the very beginning o.o

Indeed, it was always going to end up here. The route changed a bit but my overall story plan always had this coming.

I understand it may be a bit of a dramatic shift in the tone, but then again, how would one ease into death threats? Lulz.

I'm working on the next chapter, which should be out pretty soon. It should serve to answer some questions, and to open up a few more.

Holy shit guys, just checked, and my story has now reached over 21000 words. Pretty damn insane if you ask me.

It's been a long time coming, but here we have the first chapter of act two. I hope you enjoy it.

It was a joke. It had to be. No one wanted to hurt Eve. Everyone who met her loved her instantly. They couldn't help themselves. She just had those endearing qualities that made it impossible not to. I shot back a text of my own.

"Whoever this is, you're not funny."

I quickly typed the number the text originated from into Google. I didn't expect to get an identity, but I figured if it was just some asshole who liked to fuck with people, someone probably would have put it online somewhere.

There was nothing. The only results I found said that it wasn't even a real number. Okay, so the fucker was spoofing his number, probably with a third party app meant to disguise their identity. As if my searching were a cue, I received a response.

"This isn't a joke Adam. And don't bother trying to find out who I am. It won't work. If you need verification that this is real, how about these?"

What followed was a series of pictures. Pictures of me with Eve, Eve with Ella, and even the three of us together. To say they cast us in a bad light was the understatement of the year.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Whoever this was could ruin my life, ruin all of our lives really, just by letting those pictures get out. "I should have deleted them." I thought, and then noticed something. The angles weren't right. They weren't hacked from my phone, or either of the girls' for that matter.

I looked around quickly. Did this guy have cameras set up in my house somehow? Was I being watched that very moment?

As if sensing my thoughts, another text chimed in.

"If you're trying to spot my cameras, don't waste your time, you'll never find them. Even if I told you where to look."

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Now there's no need for that sort of language Adam. Everyone can come out of this happy as a clam. Just, give me what I want and I'll go away."

That last line struck me. It was a quote from Stephen King's 'Storm of the Century.' Eve liked to use it sometimes when she wanted me to do something I didn't want to. Had he known that, or was it just a coincidence? If he knew, it meant he had been watching us for awhile, or maybe he was even someone we knew.

I decided to test him. If that line was a coincidence, he likely wouldn't understand what I was saying, and it probably wasn't someone we knew. I guess that might have offered some small relief.

"Sorry Linoge, I don't have a child to give you."

I didn't have to wait long to see results. "Oh good, you understood my little reference. I'm glad. That's what you can call me. Its fitting wouldn't you say? Considering I know your darkest secret. Unfortunately for you, its not a child I want."

Shit. Who the fuck was this guy?

"So what do you want?"

"For now, Adam, simply to show you something. Let's call it a proof of concept."

"OK, then show me."

"Sure thing bud! I bet you're thirsty. Why don't you go grab a soda? Eve's already in the kitchen. Watch carefully. ;)"

The fuck was that supposed to mean? I actually was thirsty, come to think of it, and despite my better interests, I was curious what this asshole was getting at. So I got up, threw on a T-shirt, and made my way to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Eve was in the kitchen. Mom was home by this time otherwise she would likely be in nothing but her panties, as she had gotten into the habit of since our night spent naked together. Instead she was wearing a pale blue spaghetti strap tank top that showed off her growing breasts beautifully, especially with her nipples erect from standing in front of the chilly refrigerator. Her short black athletic shorts also left little to the imagination, exposing the bottom of her small but shapely ass if she bent over even the slightest amount.

"Morning sunshine!" She greeted me cheerily as I stepped past her and reached into the fridge for a soda, watching her warily out of the corner of my eye. "I think I'm gonna make pancakes. Want some?"

Eve had many talents. Cooking wasn't one of them. That had always been more my thing. Her pancakes however, usually turned out pretty awesome, and my stomach answered her for me with a loud rumble.

"Wow! Ok. I'll take that as a yes. Go find us something to watch on Netflix or something while I get them started."

"Alright, what are you in the mood for?"

"Ehhh, maybe something funny? I don't really care. Whatever looks goo- OW! Fuck!"

I snapped my head towards her. "What happened? Are you ok?!"

"Dude, chill. Just got shocked by the cabinet knob. Ya know, static?" She shook her head and laughed slightly as she went back to getting the pancakes started. I watched her for a bit longer, wondering if anything else was going to happen. When nothing did I made my way to the living room and started up the Xbox.

The fuck was that? Was that was I had been meant to watch for? Static electricity? I wasn't impressed. I could rub my socks on the carpet and do the same thing.

As I sat down, my phone vibrated. I took it out and opened the new text that was waiting for me.

"Sorry, was that shocking?"

What a douche. Did he really think that was funny? I quickly sent a text back.

"Static electricity? That's all you've got?"

There was no response for a few minutes, and I thought maybe he had realized just how lame he was and given up. No such luck.

"Haha. Oh ye of little faith. To be honest, I have enough on you that I could provably make you do what I want just be threatening to release those pictures. And others. Let's just call the electricity an insurance policy in case you decide to defy me."

And then another.

"Eve gained something when she lost her appendix. A small chip. With it I can deliver a shock directly to her nervous system. A small shock would feel like static. A larger one, and she's out cold. Even larger. Well I think you can guess. I'd rather not use it."

I didn't know if any of it was true. Could someone really sneak a chip in during an appendectomy? Wouldn't the surgeons notice? Was this guy a surgeon? Most importantly, could I risk calling his bluff?

I decided to play along, for awhile at least. I promised myself that somehow, I'd take this bastard down.

"So what do you want?"

"All in good time, Adam. For now, enjoy your pancakes and your sister's company. We'll get to that when the time is right."

Just as I finished the text, Eve came in, pancakes in hand. She passed me a plate and plopped down beside me. "So what are we watching?"

With what was going on I had completely forgotten to find a movie to watch. "Oh..um."

"Oh, give it." She took the controller from me and started flipping through the Netflix menu. In short order she settled on super troopers, always a good choice, though it was a bit hard to focus on.

I did my best to push the thought of what might be coming out of my mind, and about half way into the movie I actually did start to enjoy myself. Good movie, better company, and, well the pancakes were a but overdone this time, but still pretty good anyway. Any other day I'd have been in great spirits.

Eve seemed to notice I wasn't quite myself, and did her best to cheer me up any way she could. She cracked jokes, and did little impersonations of the movie. Her stoner kid was actually so good it made me wonder if she had actually been getting high without me knowing. Speaking of which, I could have seriously gone for a bowl right about then.

I smiled and even laughed a bit at her antics, and when she whipped her tits out acting like the German girl and bouncing on the couch I nearly choked on a mouthful of pancakes. Still, those texts never fully left my mind. What did that fucker want?

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Eve and I watched some more Netflix, and played a few rounds of zombies. Mom came out around four and we all had supper together before she had to head off to work again. Afterwards Eve settled in with her laptop, presumably to update her blog, or chat with her friends, or whatever she did, while I tried to distract myself playing DMC. I may have had a few too many games.

I waited for a text from my new pal Linoge, but it never came. I started to wonder if it really had all been some sort of sick joke. Or maybe I was going insane and had imagined the whole thing. That could be possible. I did get a message from my new female friend. Unfortunately, it contained a picture of her with a mouthful of cock, holding up a sign that said "Sorry Adam :)." Bitch looked really sorry.

The night waned on. Eve and I eventually went to bed together. She cuddled up to me that night. Her closeness felt nice, and helped me push dark thoughts far enough from my mind that I was finally able to drift off to sleep. Sadly my sleep wasn't peaceful.
In my dreams I found myself in a large dark room. It was like an old abandoned warehouse. Hanging from the rafters above, were two bright spotlights.

Beneath one sat what appeared to be an electric chair. Eve was strapped into it, panicking. I tried to run to her, but found that my ankle was chained to the floor. I called out to her but no sound would escape my lips.

I looked around me inside my own spotlight. On the floor was a young raven haired girl, bloody and trembling. My hands were speckled with her blood, and bruises were rapidly forming on my knuckles. Had I beaten her.

As I looked up again, not far outside the range of the light pouring its hot glow over me, a group of shadows stood. I could see their sneering grins even though their faces were hidden. "Fuck her." They whispered to me. "Fuck her, and kill her."

No! I wouldn't. I wouldn't hurt her anymore. They couldn't make me. Their grins grew wider at my refusal. I heard Eve scream as electricity passed through her body. "Stop it!" I tried to scream.

Eve slumped in her chair, gasping for breath as the shock ended. They were torturing her. Forcing me to do what they wanted. I had no choice.

I knelt down and grabbed the girl(Ella?) by her hips, dragging her up in front of my hard cock. Why was I so hard? I didn't feel at all turned on. Had they drugged me? Was I just the Tijuana mule in their own personal donkey show.

I shoved my dick into the girls mostly dry pussy, hard. She screamed as I plunged into her. "I'm sorry." I thought. "I don't have a choice."

Harder and harder I fucked her while Eve watched, sobbing the entire time. I had to save her. I had to get her out of this mess. One of the shadows threw a belt to me. "Kill her!" They chanted. I had to. Fuck me, I had to kill her.

I slid the belt through the buckle, and put the loop over her head. Slowly I pulled it tight. I was crying now too. I fucked and pulled and pulled and fucked. The girl beneath me struggled to free herself but could not. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.". Finally the life slipped from her body and she slumped onto the floor.

Grins widened, slight applause broke the near silence of the room. Oh god. What had I done?

My eyes snapped open. Tears ran down my cheek. Eve was nestled safely against my body, her head resting on my chest. It was a dream. It was only a dream.

>completely invisible cameras inserted without anyone noticing
>surgically implanted chip capable of delivering electrical shocks by remote control
Well this story went from 'fun and cute' to 'dark and utterly retarded' really fucking quickly.

>user was banned for this post

No one said the cameras were invisible. Maybe they're just well hidden, or even mobile. Or maybe linoge is making things up, banking on Adam not knowing enough about technology to call his bluff.

Or it could be something entirely different. Wait, and keep reading, and all will be explained in time.

>>22699
I can't help but think of parallels here to a certain AnonyMPC story. Perhaps I have a guess at, er, what kind of person this Linoge is.

I'm not really a huge fan of this story myself. It reads like a cheap Chinese knock-off of AnonyMPC mixed in with some of Uncle+Rick's juvenile autistic fantasy and this latest plot twist is just silly.

I'll openly admit anonympc's stories played a big part in inspiring my story. Sadly, I'm not as good as he is.

This story is, in large part, an attempt to hone my technique for future projects, and i'd agree it's a bit derivitave.

I would ask that if you think you know where its going, that you keep it quiet for now, as others might not.

>>22702
Anon, we recognize your status as a well-read smut critic, but your bashing the stories right in the middle of their development is detrimental to the writers' morale, and to our enjoyment of the stories. I, personally, am liking this one. AnonyMPC has been off the grid for quite a while, and I find this to be a more-than-suitable replacement. Yes, it was a jarring transition, but again, how can one provide a smooth segue into death threats? I offer my support of the writer, and would like to ask that he continue, despite this bevy of nonconstructive criticism.

>>22707

AnonyMPC will return in all his magnificence. We will see the glorious ends of MPC, RP, WB, and all of his other stories in our lifetime. Do not lose the faith, brother.

>I find this to be a more-than-suitable replacement.

It is not, unless you are willing to completely ignore the difference in quality between the two writers.

Don't get me wrong. I don't think he should stop writing. AnonyMPC's earliest works aren't that great either (though they don't have quite as many problems as this) so it's not like this guy is hopeless. I think he is promising but he will not get good enough to be a suitable replacement for anyone if he gets nothing but praise. Criticism is necessary for improvement.

>nonconstructive criticism.

I will give some criticism then. The problem with the recent plot twist is not that it's abrupt. Abrupt plot twists can be exciting and wonderful.

The problem is that it's an abrupt shift in *tone*. Other than the disconnected line at the beginning of the story, the author immediately shifts from "happy go lucky incest story" to "weird voyeur spy horror thriller". You went from zero to sixty instantly. It's too much too soon.

Compare that to MPC. It too had a transition from being a happy go lucky incest story to a much more serious dramatic piece. But it went slowly, so slowly that Erin and Andrew ending up involved in a prostitution ring felt completely natural and logical. The story started with Andrew blackmailing his sister, then them blackmailing her friends, then them blackmailing adults for cash, then hacking the school network. It was a slow increase in the drama of their antics, not just an immediate shift.

Other than that there are a lot of issues with uneven pacing and inconsistent characterization. It needs work. Saying otherwise is just dishonest.

To be honest, that abrupt shift is what I wanted. It's intended to give the reader the same type of "whoa what the fuck is going on" reaction that the character is facing. And to be fair, I held it off until over fourty pages into my story.

I gave you a warning when I started the story, that it was eventually going to go dark, which was more than Adam would have known, but I didn't want readers to be overly prepared for it, and there was no good way to slowly introduce linoge, as my characters spend the vast majority of their time at home. It would have been too obvious to them if they saw some guy lurking around their house.

However in somewhat keeping with the overall tone of the story, I've chosen to keep linoge's attitude when speaking to Adam very friendly, to the point that its maddening. He doesn't come off as cruel or violent, but instead as overall benevolent despite his intentions.

That being said, I understand your frustration, especially at this stage when not enough has been written to justify or clarify the shift, and I hope that will change as the story continues, and you will cone to realize why I chose to take the story in this direction.

Also, I have no intention to try to replace anonympc. I would love to someday have my name fit into a sentence beside his, but that's as much as I can hope for.

>>22710

>It's intended to give the reader the same type of "whoa what the fuck is going on" reaction that the character is facing.

Except their reaction won't be that that but rather "what the fuck am I reading?" One of the Teletubbies pulling out a gun and shooting another would be a shocking twist but it would not be good plotting. You can have a "whoa what the fuck is going on" moment without jarringly shifting the story's tone, if you're careful.

>And to be fair, I held it off until over fourty pages into my story.

This type of tone shift is worse the later it occurs in a story.

>However in somewhat keeping with the overall tone of the story, I've chosen to keep linoge's attitude when speaking to Adam very friendly, to the point that its maddening. He doesn't come off as cruel or violent, but instead as overall benevolent despite his intentions.

Being friendly is not the same as being benevolent, and the polite villain is an established archetype. He does not fit into the story as it stands.

I'm not sure how well read you are, but a jarring shift it the story's tone is a common literary technique, utilized by many prolific authors.(just read a little Stephen King and you'll see it a lot) that jarring shift is that I wanted. May I ask how you feel it should have been done to meet your discerning tastes?

The "benevolence" I mentioned hasn't yet really come into play, and if you wait, you will see exactly how he fits into the story.

I'm sorry if I'm not gearing everything to your own tastes, but this is what I want for my story, and the way the characters play their roles in my mind. Could it be better? Yes of course, but don't be so quick to judge when you don't yet know where I'm going.

>>22714

>I'm not sure how well read you are, but a jarring shift it the story's tone is a common literary technique, utilized by many prolific authors.(just read a little Stephen King and you'll see it a lot) that jarring shift is that I wanted. May I ask how you feel it should have been done to meet your discerning tastes?

That's the key phrase: prolific authors. You are not a prolific author. A tool that solves problems in the hands of an expert creates them in the hands of an amateur.

It's a trope but I'd hardly argue that it's a common trope or that you'd want it to be one. Imagine if you could never know what kind of media you'd be watching based on the cover/trailer/first ten minutes. Imagine if horror films suddenly turned into musicals or science fiction. Imagine if cookbooks suddenly became poetry collections. It'd get pretty annoying after a while, wouldn't it?

That's why it's reserved for prolific creator, because they know all of the right subtleties to make it work. I don't think you're up to that standard yet.

Plus you're writing erotic literature. Your goal is to entertain and arouse, not confuse or shock. You've failed to keep your audience in mind.

You might have a point, if it weren't for that fact that I told you where this story was going from the very beginning. It was always going to turn dark, and I even hinted that the shift would be rapid and unexpected. What were you expecting? I told you the plot twist before the story even got started.

>>22718

The first two lines of the story are reasonably vague enough that the context of them could be anything, and your opening post says no such thing about the story turning dark (maybe you posted this story before)?

Even still it doesn't change the fundamental criticism. If I make a movie that has a message displayed before it saying "This film will feature incredibly violent and graphic content." and then show people 40 minutes of lighthearted comedy before suddenly transitioning into the characters slaughtering each other, people would still not like it. Bluntly informing the audience of what is going to happen is a lazy plot device anyway and thus not a defense.

Please explain how including the death threat in the opening lines is vague, or doesn't tell you that my story will eventually contain said death threat?

The story up to this point has been about introducing characters, setting up their interactions, and the way they feel towards one another.

If I dove into the dark part of my story sooner, no one would give two shits about the characters, and the whole story would have just been dark.

The point that has been made to you is you're not offering helpful criticism. You're just shitting on my story and uncle+rick's without offering any sort of suggestion.

Imagine it like this. You're coaching kids at t-ball. One of them puts his glove on the wrong hand. And here you are saying "wow you're an idiot, that's all wrong." But you dont tell him how he could do it better. You're just not offering anything helpful.

>>22725

He was in my thread too. Kinda sad, ain't he? I haven't read your story, so I couldn't comment as to the quality one way or the other, but it's kindof hilarious that literally the only objective criticism he's offered for your story is that the twist was too sudden when it was foreshadowed from the first fucking sentence of the story.

>Imagine it like this. You're coaching kids at t-ball. One of them puts his glove on the wrong hand. And here you are saying "wow you're an idiot, that's all wrong." But you dont tell him how he could do it better. You're just not offering anything helpful.

Hey, >>22723 You keep talking about criticism, well this is how it's done. Soli identified the problem with your posts, and constructed an accurate analogy that even someone as special as you can easily grasp.

Go away, boy, you add nothing of value.

Yeh I saw that, I have read your story, and found it pretty intriguing. I offered my only criticism, which was to draw your attention to her name changing and a few typos.

Stuff like that I dont mind at all. Even if he had said, "well your plot twist was too sudden, and you should have had linoge come in earlier. maybe he could have pretended to be a girl and got Adam to admit to his desire for Eve, because "she" thought it was hot, and pressured him into doing things with her before finally revealing himself." I'd have been cool with that, as it would have been a valid suggestion on how my story could have played out.

But his criticisms just make him sound like a republican, saying everything is shit, but never how to fix it.

Soli, I like you more and more. As far as criticism goes, all I see are a few writing errors here and there, but this is in no way "unreadable". I found it actually quite compelling when the twist happened, but I think not adding that first sentance at all would have made the read a LOT more jarring. By the way, naked cuddles are the best thing the whole world over, so thank you for incorporating them into the story! Ignore the troll, and proceed with the story telling please.

>>22725

The first line could have been a joke, a character's internal monologue, anything in the context of any event. Since you're so fond of misdirection you should understand that it's hardly guaranteed to be serious. And the idea that the line perfectly implies electric death chips being implanted during surgery is pretty ridiculous. It is a silly plot point, regardless of how much you think seven words brilliantly foreshadowed it.

>The point that has been made to you is you're not offering helpful criticism. You're just shitting on my story and uncle+rick's without offering any sort of suggestion.

I am not shitting on either one and have offered both positive and negative comment. It is not my fault that you are both unable to accept criticism. You don't seem to be aware that every good writer on this site has sustained far worse criticism (both justified and unjustified) and take it as a personal insult. You will never improve with such an attitude but it's your choice.

Hey guys, here's the new chapter. Hope you all enjoy it. Except that one anon of course, who will I'm sure consider it total trash.


I wasn't able to sleep much more that night. Whenever I tried to close my eyes, the images of the dream would flood back. My tiredness did occasionally overtake me, but new nightmares would play themselves out in those brief periods, and I never managed more than about fifteen minutes at a stretch.

Eventually I resigned myself to lying there awake. I watched Eve sleeping peacefully on my chest, and ran my fingers through her slightly frizzy yet surprisingly tangle free hair. She was so beautiful lying there, and I hoped her dreams were more pleasant than mine.

The next day passed in a foggy half awake blur, and I remember little of it. I barely left my bed most of the day, and Eve stayed by my side most of the time, her laptop set up in front of us with an anime playing that I think may have been Elfen Lied. If she knew something was wrong she never mentioned it. I was happy of the company at least.

That night exhaustion, and Eve's warm bare flesh against me, took me off into a deep dreamless sleep. She always had a way of making everything feel better.

The next day was Friday. Mom's recent raise and promotion, meant that she could finally afford to take weekends off, and she insisted on taking us out to dinner that night. We hadn't been out of the house since Eve's surgery and we all needed to have a bit of fun.

Dinner became dinner and a movie, which Eve had won the right to pick through a game of rock, paper, scissors. She grinned broadly at her victory, and in true loving daughter fashion, decided tormenting our dear sweet mother who so generously provided for us was in order.

Her pick turned out to be one of the most genuinely frightening horror movies I have ever seen. Mom jumped and screamed constantly throughout the movie, which drove Eve into a maddening fit of the giggles every time, and also did a great job of really pissing off several of our fellow movie-goers.

It really was a great night, and for those few hours I completely forgot everything going on. Who knew a family outing was all I really needed? Everything seemed to be looking up.

It was only after mom dropped us off at home, and ran out again after remembering that she needed to pick up a couple things from fuckbagmart for work, that reality crashed down on me again.

I felt the familiar buzz of my phone vibrating in my pocket, and nonchalantly pulled it out. I knew what was coming as soon as I flicked on the screen. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. It was him. Linoge was back.

"Hey there buddy! ;)"

Fuck him and the friendly fucking horse he rode in on. I hoped it would fuck him up the ass until he died. Another text.

"It's time for our little game to start. Are you ready?"

"What the fuck do you want?" Yeah I was a little pissed he ruined my night.

"Calm down buddy. Nothing much. How are you? How's the family?" Okay seriously, if I ever found him, I would gouge out his god damn eyeball and skull fuck him to death with a smile on my face.

"Why don't you come over and we can talk about it." A not so veiled threat. It felt good.
"Haha maybe next time. For now, be a good boy and go into Mommy's room. In the second drawer you'll find a little baggy of pills. Take one, grab the mortar and pestle off the windowsill in the kitchen. And take them into the bathroom."

What the fuck? What was he trying to get me to do? What the fuck kind of pills did my mom have in her drawer? Whatever it was, I guess one couldn't really hurt. Well unless it was Ecstasy or rufies, but I didn't really see my mom as a raver or Zach Galifianakis.

"Hurry before mommy comes home!". Fuck you dude. Fuck you. I hope you get asshole herpes.

I did as he asked and quickly ducked into moms room. In her nightstand, right where he said it would be was a small bag of unassuming white pills. They didn't look dangerous, but pills never do. I quickly took one and replaced the bag where I found it. Moving quickly and doing my best to act normal, I made my way into the kitchen, found the mortar and pestle, and quickly ducked into the bathroom.

Almost as soon as the door was shut, I received another text.

"Good job, bud! Now, grind the pill with the mortar and pestle, and then empty it into one of the spare medicine cups in the medicine cabinet. Once that's done, go back to the kitchen and make a couple smoothies. :)"

This guy knew way too much about us. How could he have possibly known we keep spare medicine cups in the cabinet? How could he have known my mom had a bag of pills? Still I didn't have much choice. He had proved he could hurt Eve whenever he wanted. I couldn't let that happen.

I slowly ground up the pill into a powder, and then emptied the mortar into a medicine cup. I thought I knew where this was going, and it terrified me. He wanted me to drug Eve, but with what? Still, drugged beat dead, so I stashed the mortar and pestle, flushed and left the bathroom, cradling the cup in my hand so Eve wouldn't see it.

I passed Eve as I made my way back to the kitchen. She was sitting in the floor in front of our games and waved a copy of Borderlands 2 at me as I passed.

"Yeah, sure. Just uh…. Give me a few minutes."

She shrugged and went back to getting the game started. Fuck. What was I about to do? I started looking through the kitchen for fresh fruit. Bananas, nope gross. Oranges, not for a smoothie.

I opened the fridge and found what I was looking for. Mom had bought some pre-sliced fruit. Mangoes, strawberries, oh and a can of pineapple juice. Why not. If I was about to drug my sister, at least it should taste good, right?

I pulled out the blender, threw in the fruit and juice, and then topped it off with ice, because yogurt is disgusting. Don't eat that shit. Just don't. I flipped on the blender, and Eve turned to look. "Smoothies? Nice."

I pulled out two large glasses, and then two straws. Once everything was sufficiently pulverized I opened the blender and got ready to pour them in the glasses when my phone buzzed.

"Don't forget Eve's special ingredient."

Fuck. You. Grudgingly I emptied the medicine cup into Eve's glass, and then filled both with smoothie. I used her straw to swirl it around, mixing the crushed pill in with the fruity drink. I picked up both drinks, and briefly considered "accidentally" dropping them, or sneakily switching them and drinking the tainted smoothie myself. If only I knew when and where he could see.

I resigned myself to getting it over with, and hopefully figuring out how to fight back later. Surely he wouldn't have me hurt Eve right off the bat. Hopefully he wouldn't ever. So I made my way into the living room, handed her her drink and took up the other controller. And we played.

It wasn't too long before I found out exactly what I had given Eve. About an hour after finishing her drink she started getting tired. It was only eleven, and way too early for her to normally be so drowsy. She played on for maybe another twenty minutes before finally calling it quits, and staggering off to her own room since we couldn't sleep together with mom home.

Speaking of mom, she had come home, promptly announced she was going to catch up on some much needed sleep, kissed us both sloppily on the foreheads, and went off to bed. Now I was left alone.

I spent the next fifteen minutes or so just staring at the screen, not really seeing it. I couldn't understand the point of drugging her. I prayed no one intended to sneak in and fuck her in her sleep in the middle of the night. Being responsible for my sister's rape wasn't something I felt I could live with. How had things gone so crazy?

As I sat there, dark scenarios running through my mind, my phone buzzed at me. I had been waiting for it. Waiting to see what came next. I clicked on the screen and opened the text.

"Eve's asleep. Time for the fun part :)"

"Just tell me what you want. I won't hurt her. And I won't let you either."

"Oh Adam, no one wants to hurt little Evie. Or you for that matter. On the contrary I'm here to help, I'm my own way of course."

"Yeh, whatever. What do I do?" My heart pounded, terrified but somehow strangely excited as well. I didn't know what was coming.

"I thought the sleeping pill-" So I was right, it was a sleeping pill. "would make things easier for your first encounter. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is simply to give Eve a little wet dream."

"You want me to make her cum in her sleep? What if she woke up?"

"I guess you'll just have to be very careful, and hope she doesn't. Who knows, maybe she wouldn't mind anyway. Oh, and if you feel the need for relief yourself, her mouth would be a perfect place to make a deposit."

This was ridiculous. I was supposed to go into my sister's room, and make her cum. Could girls even cum in their sleep? I didn't know. I hated the idea of touching her without her permission, but not as much as I hated the idea of someone else doing it, or of her being hurt.

I seemed not to have a choice, and moments later I found myself outside her bedroom door. It was slightly ajar, and the only light inside was cast by her alarm clock. It creaked slightly as I pushed it open, and I froze, fearing she would wake. No sound but her slow and steady breathing.

I crept inside, fearing the mess that usually littered her floor. It seemed as if she had cleaned however, and I encountered no obstacles on my way to her bed.

As my eyes adjusted to the dim light of her room, I could start to make out her form. It looked as if she had fallen asleep in the middle of changing for bed. She wore a T-shirt, which was inside out judging by the tag sticking off the collar, and a fresh pair of panties hung around one knee.

This meant that her bottom half was bare, and I could feel excitement growing in my pants as I looked over her half naked body. She was lying on her side, the light of the clock washing over her bare ass accentuating its perfect curves and casting deep shadows in between.

Slowly, I reached out, tentatively placing the tips on my fingers on her bare hip. I watched and listened for any sign she might be about to wake, but there were none. Just the slow rhythmic sound of her breathing. My palm laid flat against her flesh, I ran it down her thigh, and back up to cup her pert ass, and gave a slight squeeze. Still she didn't stir.

I had seen her naked before, touched her even, but never this way. My nerves got the better of my and I began to shake uncontrollably. My teeth chattered in my mouth, with a sound that, to me at least, was reminiscent of a jackhammer. Still Eve slept peacefully.

Even when my fingers slid between her crack, and down across her puffy lips, she gave no reaction. I suddenly understood all the guys I had seen online, posting pictures and stories about things they had done with girls sleeping in their homes. The fear of being caught, mixed with the total control, was intoxicating.

I circled around the bed and sat down beside her. Her breathing caught momentarily as I gently placed my hands on her again, and rolled her onto her back, and then returned to its slow easy rhythm. Her legs fell open, spreading her wide before me, and my pulse quickened as the light dimly illuminated her.

My fingers fell upon the taught skin at the bottom of their stomach. Up and up they drifted, beneath her loose T-shirt, across the soft mounds of her breasts, stopping momentarily to toy with her nipples which hardened at their touch. Then back down again, ever so softly, ever so slowly. They were no longer my fingers, but had taken on a life of their own, going and doing as they pleased.

They danced around the dip of her belly button, and climbed her hip bones like a mountain, before diving into the called of her waist. Still lower they went, across her soft mound, and through the small tuft of hair at the top of her cleft. Finally they found their destination.

Her lips were soft and hairless, and my fingers brushed over them with ease. I must have spent several minutes just running my fingertips up and down those puffy youthful lips. Finally my tallest, and most daring of fingers found the moistened entrance to her cave of wonders. It slipped between and moved up and down the length of her pussy, stopping momentarily at the hard little bump of her clot, and again to peek ever so slightly into her depths.

It was at this point that I realized my dick was out and in my other hand. I didn't remember pulling it out, but there it was, ready and willing to do whatever was asked of it.

Images flashed through my mind. I could fuck her, she would never know. Would she really mind anyway? No. That's wrong. I can't. But she's so wet and perfect.

During my little internal war, my finger had continued its own work, paying no heed to me or my dick. It had quickened its pace, rubbing small circles around her hard clit. I couldn't imagine how she could still be sleeping, but other than a quickening in her breath, there was no sign that she might wake.

Her pussy was soaking wet, so ready for whatever may come. Still I couldn't allow myself to give in. I would not fuck her in her sleep. I just wouldn't.

Still I found myself on my knees over her as my instincts took over. My cock pointed menacingly towards her face as both hands worked feverishly as if racing to see which would cause an orgasm first. Eve's body began to quiver, and I felt my own loins begin to tighten. It was going to be a photo finish ladies and gentlemen.

Eve let out a slight moan as her organs took her first. Her hips rose and fell as as she came, and my cock pulsed spewing a load into her open mouth. She swallowed by reflex, causing a spurt to land and splatted all over her lips. Still she didn't wake.

Her breathing began to slow again, soft moans of pleasure occasionally coming between breaths. Shame overtook me as my own orgasm passed. What had I done. How could I do that to her? I quickly wiped the cum from her lips, threw a blanket over her and retreated to my room.

I didn't have a choice. I had to do it, but that didn't make me feel any better. I had violated not only her body, but her trust. What was worse, I had enjoyed it. My phone buzzed as I collapsed onto my bed.

"Well done, Adam. You and I are going to get along just fine."

>story started out great
>took a strange turn, but whatever, I can fap to anything
>everyone argues instead of letting the author write more

My critique: Story needs more realism, hence Adam must become more proactive. He must start looking for cameras, find a way to get his sister an x-ray, find out about the static electricity thing, watch his sister's reaction when he tells her, start suspecting the other girl and so on.

bretty good

but is it just me or is it pretty obvious that
>Fuck him and the friendly fucking horse he rode in on. I hoped it would fuck him up the ass until he died. Another text.

the 'him' is actually a 'her'? and the twist that's going to come is, in the best way I could put it to minimize the spoiliness, like the one in MPC? Just the detail in which the blackmailer is familiar with him and shit gives it away to me. Foreshadowing is spread a bit heavy.

Or I could be completely off and the blackmailer could be someone else.

but anyway, it's still good.

Came, read updates, ignored arguing. It's a dramatic shift in tone to be sure, and the blackmailer's attempt to be friendly does help ease it a little. However, it would be more effective if Adam's dreams and his wishes of violence weren't so graphic. But that's just, like, my opinion, man.

The shift feels easier in the latest update. Curious to see where it goes. Please, keep writing.

>>22738
The problem is, finding a way to try to catch/stop linige without tipping him off. If Adam did that sort of thing, and linoge was really watching them, he could potentially kill eve at any time.

So Adams dilemma is now, how to stop him without further endangering eve. Worry not I will be getting into that territory soon enough.

>>22740
The dreams have been sort of an expression of his fears. The first with the first woman represented his desire for eve that he was trying to suppress, and the fear that it would destroy him if he gave in. The other was his fear of what he might have to do to protect her. He doesnt yet know what exactly linoge wants, or what he will be forced to do, and that fear is playing itself out through his dreams.

ready for the next installment sir

>>22742
As an already prolific author, I can see a myriad of mistakes you don't even realize you're making.

The biggest two are that you're handing away the plot twist by assuming your readers aren't clever enough to take less subtle hints. Seriously we get it, the sisters got the hots for him and wants him to get over that brother barrier or w/e.

The second is that
Your characters don't act real and there's no emotional development between them.

It entirely feels as if you're copying an anonympc style story and missing all of the details. The protagonist just seems to be going through the motions of life.

I admit character building and interaction isn't my strong suit. I'll give you that.

As far as my plot twist, You could be right after, this could be Erin and Andrew in reverse. Maybe you have me all figured out. Then again, maybe you have no idea what you're talking about. Keep reading and I guess we'll all find out.

I'd rather reread MPC again than read this garbage. >>22787 has it right. Poor MPC ripoff

Someone has really poor reading comprehension skills. The perpetrator is not Eve. Unless, of course, Eve has a fetish for being drugged, a really strange sense of humor, a penchant for acting, and a special ability to text in her sleep (and/or an immunity to sleeping pills). If, however, this is the case, then I concede, and the trolls can eat their hearts out. Whatever. I suggest we just wait and actually read the story. Soli, this is very good stuff. Please keep it coming.

>>22792
The pills could have been fake and she just pretended to be asleep, and she might have predicted what Adam would do and scheduled a text to be sent to him or something.

But then again, I could be wrong.

Thanks Ionlan. Its always nice to see appreciation.

>>22794

Anon, you could certainly be right. Since I know most of you guys have read MPC, I assumed that most would see Eve as the prime suspect. I certainly have dropped hints that she might be. At the same time, there is also a lot to suggest that she isn't, as Ionlan stated. My plan from the start has been to leave it open for just about any of my characters to potentially turn out to be Linoge, and I've considered potential story lines for each of those possibilities, before deciding who the culprit should be.

So, to my critics I say, kudos, yes it is Eve, but at this point, it's also every other character and none of them. Until I reveal my choice, everyone is potentially Linoge.

>>22796
I see it as the dad that you eluded to in the first of your story. It was his suggestion to move to a house from their small apartment, So ... easy enough for him to setup hidden security and take advantage of their three way.

>>22798

ooh *alluded but I like that theory

Good stuff, need next chapter.

You should probably get someone to edit it for you as the spell checker is not finding things like organ instead of orgasm or taut instead of taught.

I assume at this point that the perpertrator is the mother.

Hahaha the mom. Well I guess that's possible.

I know I've got some errors. I've been sort of editing as I go, and I've noticed several errors I didn't catch. I do plan to do an overall edit once ive finished, and hopefully catch the majority. I did notice the replacement of orgasm with organ, but I'm not sure where you saw taut instead of taught. That may have been intentional, as in taut abs.

As for the story. I know it's taking awhile, but I'm still writing. I'm putting a lot more forethought into this part of the story, as it will be leading up to major events such as linoge's identity, and I don't want to screw it up by throwing something into a chapter without realizing it is going to damage my overall intent.

I much preferred happy-go-lucky incest than the weird stuff. It's definitely a turn-off. That it's actually Eve is very much a relief.

Though, for a minute there I thought it might be Adam himself just going nuts. I don't think that would have gone in a direction I would have enjoyed.

My theory is that it's actually Erin! Unauthorized crossover! :)

>>22821
He had them backwards, you put taught instead of taut ('taught skin')

>>22823

Ugh, don't remind me about how absent AnonyMPC has been.

>>22822
>That it's actually Eve is very much a relief.
Read >>22796 properly;
>but at this point, it's also every other character and none of them. Until I reveal my choice, everyone is potentially Linoge.

>>22824
AnonyMPC wrote a new story only a few months ago https://7chan.org/elit/res/22139.html

>>22828

That's not really recent at all. Obviously any AnonyMPC fan has already read that and wants more...

I've got to say, I enjoy what I'm reading. Yes, the implant us a bit of a stretch, but this fiction after all, so I'd assume suspension of disbelief is necessary.

My only advice to give doesn't have much to do with your writing [more qualified people have spoken on that subject] more so the other content. As someone else eluded to, the peanut gallery is pretty distracting. Instead of feeding the trolls, just don't respond and move on. But that's my two cents.

Can't wait for the next chapter.

The only answer that makes sense is Eve or Eve and Ella working together. The idea of a complete stranger somehow learning about where drugs are kept, sneaking cameras into the house and getting some sort of device into Eve without anyone noticing is stupid beyond words.

>>22881

While it is unlikely, I'd have to go with the idea of "suspended disbelief." I think the real problem here is that this twist was introduced a little too late into the story.

For example, if within the first chapter of a book, an angel falls into the backyard, most of the audience will go along with it, because "that's just the kind of story it's going to be." When you have something this far fetched, it benefits most by being very early in the story, before the audience is attached to the over-all tone of things.

That said, it's not impossible to make it a good twist. It'll just really, really depend on the next few chapters of this story. But as it stands now, I can understand why many people are having doubts. It's just a very large shift in tone and seems to have little to no basis for backing it up.

Sorry for the wait guys, I've been doing other things and taking a break for a bit to get my ideas in order. Anyway, I finally finished the next chapter. So here ya go.


Rage and shame bubbled inside me. I hated myself for what I had done. I hated Linoge more. Sleep never took me that night, and instead it was spent planning. I would find this guy, and when I did, I would make sure he could never do this to anyone ever again.

The first step of my plan was to try and find where the cameras were hidden. I needed to know where I could be watched, and where I was safe. So several times throughout the morning, I found reasons to nonchalantly look around the areas where the pictures linoge had shown me appeared to have been taken from. It was all very smooth and unsuspicious in my opinion. I used excuses like looking for a game, or my headphones, or "oops I dropped my phone."

Still I found nothing. There was no camera in the houseplants or hidden between books on the bookshelf. There was no lens peeking out of the air vent. Even the old nannycam my mom had bought when we were younger was still tucked into the hall closet where it always was.

It made no sense. There was no such thing as an invisible camera. I read something about bugs or mice carrying cameras as a way to help find miners in cave ins or people in collapsed buildings, but as far as I knew that was still more in movies than real life. Even if stuff like that did exist, the idea of some perv creating advanced tech just to spy on people and make them play out his sick fantasies sounded more like bad ecchi than anything else.

It made no damn sense. He was watching us. He had to be. So why couldn't I find the cameras? I knew where the pictures were taken from. That part was obvious. There just wasn't anything there. There was the the one that showed us in the living room and kitchen. That one was obviously somewhere around the book case. The one in my room was somewhere around my desk. Then the one in Eve's room seemed to be shot from over her dresser. Still there was nothing there.

Eventually I gave up and plopped myself down on the couch next to Eve. She was busily typing out a post on some online forum. I couldn't see what it was, and wasn't really interested enough at that moment to snoop. My first act of defiance had ended in utter defeat. How was I supposed to get this guy if I couldn't even find his damn cameras?

As I picked up the TV remote and flipped it on, realization dawned on me like a fog of stupid lifting from my brain. It was so damn obvious I couldn't imagine how I had missed it. How could he possibly have hidden his cameras so well that I couldn't find them, even when I knew where to look? The answer was so simple. They weren't even hidden.

All three of the places the pictures had been taken from had one thing in common. Computers. In the living room, right beside the bookcase, the family PC sat on a computer desk. In my room, my own laptop typically sat on top of my desk. And Eve's laptop, when she wasn't using it, was almost always on her dresser. What's even more, is all three computers were equipped with webcams, and neither Eve nor I, were in the habit of even closing our laptops, much less shutting them down.

It suddenly made sense why he would tell me I would never find his cameras. He didn't fucking have any. The arrogant son of a bitch had hacked into ours. Finally, I was on to that fucker.

Suddenly I was immensely proud of myself, and allowed myself a moment of internal gloating, and even a bit of a fist pump. Eve gave me a "dafuq are you doing?" look, to which I just smiled and waved my hand dismissively.

"You're such a dork Adam. No wonder you don't have a girl." She smiled as she said it, teasing me, goading me into a war of witty repartee. She must have been in a good mood. I certainly was. I had struck a blow against linoge, albeit a small one that really did no damage.

"Yeh, I guess so. After all, you get way more pussy than me apparently." She picked up a throw pillow and smacked me playfully. "The fuck you doin anyway? Writing a dirty story?"

She cocked an eyebrow at me. "Well if you must know, I had the hottest dream last night, and I'm putting it in my blog. I swear I came in my sleep, and when I woke up I could still taste the cum in my mouth."

My heart snagged in my chest. Did she know what I did? No, she couldn't have. She was out cold. I had nothing to worry about. "Oh um, cool." Butter.

"Uh, yeah dude. A super hot guy playing with my clit and blowing a huge load in my mouth. Mmm. Too bad it was just a dream." Aaaand I was hard.

"You're such a little perv."

"Says the guy who shot a load in me." Now it was my turn to hit her with a pillow.

She giggled and wagged her tongue at me suggestively. Such a perv. I flipped through the channels until I found impractical jokers. I had seen pretty much every episode, but this one was new to me, so I settled in to watch.

About an hour later, somewhere around noon, mom came out and informed us she was going out with her friend Marcy for awhile, and she would try to be back around six, but if not she left money for us to order pizza or something if we got hungry.

It was only seconds after mom left that I received a text. Of course he would come along and ruin my silent gloating. I should have seen it coming, but at least I was starting to whittle away at his control, and hopefully I would be able to strike back at him before anything really bad happened.

I opened the text and read. "Good morning pal!" The whole Mr. Rogers schtick was really starting to get on my nerves, but I decided to play along.

"Oh, hey. What's up?" Friendly enough right?

"See now that's the kind of attitude I like to see! Gotta tell you buddy, I was just reading about little Evie's dream. Whew, hot stuff! You must have really outdone yourself last night." Yeah, this guy really needed to be royally fucked up.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Oh and so modest! I'm all aquiver! So I got to thinking. How great would it be if you fulfilled her fantasy in the waking world? Go get er stud."

"But I don't even know what her dream was. How could I make it come true?"

"Oh ye of little faith. Just use your imagination. You'll think of something."

I flicked off my phone screen and just stared at it for a moment. "Dude, seriously?" I'd spoken aloud without realizing it, and Eve looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

"Seriously what?" Oops. I figured telling her a mysterious man, who identified himself by the name of a character from a Stephen King story, wanted me to molest her while he watched through a webcam probably wasn't the best explanation for my outburst.

"Oh, uh nothing. My phone is just being stupid." Not the most clever response, but it would do in a pinch.

"Ah. Want me to take a look?" I should have known she would offer. We were both techies, and I knew my way around phones and computers pretty well, but she was better than me. Still, if she looked at my phone, not only would she see it was fine, but she might also find out about Linoge, and that wasn't a good idea. At least not yet.

"Nah, just a signal drop. Probably the weather."

"Oh, yeah maybe. Well, dude. I hate this show." I hadn't noticed that the stupid show with the magician who can't act to save his life came on. I hated it too. "Wanna watch this anime with me?"

I looked at her incredulously. "Since when do you watch anime?" I tended to enjoy the made mature themed anime, but I had never known Eve to watch it.

"I dunno. You seem to like them. I thought I'd check it out. Is this one any good?"

She turned her laptop towards me, and I saw she had the first episode of Elfen Lied queued up. Good fucking choice. I had seen it before of course, but it was awesome and I much preferred it over the shit on TV.

"Fuck yeah, that's one of my favorites! Blood, boobs, crazy powers. Good choice."

Eve laughed. "Alright, good. Wanna kill the TV then?" I grabbed the remote and turned the TV off as she set up her laptop on the coffee table, and started the episode. "OK, turn so I can get comfortable."

I wasn't sure what she was telling me to do, but she guided me so that we were both basically lying on the couch, with her between my legs and leaning back against me. It was as good a way as any to settle in and watch, and for awhile we did just that.

For awhile I just ignored Linoge's instructions. I may have had to play along, but no one ever said I had to do it promptly. So for about an hour, Eve and I just sat and watched. Occasionally she would make a comment, mostly about how weird the Japanese attitude towards sex was portrayed. She couldn't understand why the Kouta seemed so terrified of sex, when Nyuu was obviously down, and why he let Yuka totally control him like that.

I couldn't help but agree. It was something that had always bugged me about the anime I watched. How could a man, surrounded by beautiful women, who were ready and willing to fulfill his every desire, go against the very nature of man, and run away from sexuality.

It was as I thought about that very thing, that I realized I may have been epitomizing that trope myself. Eve was laying against my body, in just a T-shirt and her underwear. Her shorts had long since been thrown to the wayside in the name of comfort. My hand rested innocently on her belly, a good little soldier awaiting instructions.

I had no idea if Eve was ready and willing to fulfill my desires, but I knew I had them, and that I had been running from them. Maybe I had no choice but to do what I was going to do. Maybe it was what I wanted all along, but was too afraid to admit, even to myself.

In that moment, my hatred of Linoge slackened. In some sick, depraved way, he was helping me. I hated his methods, and the sheer fact that he was most likely watching everything. Still, a small part of me felt appreciative. He was giving me what I needed to override what little morality I held to. I was still going to blow his world to pieces when I found him, but maybe I'd at least leave a nice little thank you card among the rubble.

At last it was time. I wondered momentarily what I would do if she refused, would I force her to keep her safe. Was rape better than death? I didn't have an answer, but I hoped I wouldn't need one.

I casually brought my left hand up and wrapped it around her so that my hand was on the right side of her ribs, and gently holding her. Meanwhile, my right slipped down, and then back up, pushing up Eve shirt. I let my fingertips drift across her belly, feeling the nearly invisible hair stand up at my touch. Eve scooted up slightly, and settled her head against my upper chest, right by my left shoulder.

Neither of us spoke as my fingers danced across her abdomen. It was all very casual, despite my heart rate's insistence to the contrary. Slow and steady I let my fingers take control and play across every inch of her belly, and then so very slowly rise.

Her back arched slightly and she nuzzled her head against my cheek as my fingers met her ribcage. Not to be left out as my right continued up, one hard ridge at a time, my left hand slid down to her belly, restarting the dance my right had just finished. The third episode ended. All pretense of watching was gone.

"Mmm. That feels nice." She half whispered the words as the fingertips of my left hand ran along her waist, brushing the lacy top of her black bikini style panties. At the same time, my right had found the bottom of her breasts, but could rise no further as the back of her shirt caught against me, preventing itself from being lifted further.

Eve clearly had no interest in holding back my hands, and before I knew it, she had leaned up and pulled her shirt off completely. Again she scooted herself up, this time far enough that when she leaned back again, her lead was able to lay over my right shoulder, exposing her freckled neck and shoulder.

My lips found her skin as my hands continued to roam her body, one tracing the delicate curves of the underside of her breasts, and the other sliding ever so slightly beneath the waistband of her panties. I watched her nipples harden as my fingers drew nearer, circling around them but not quite touching.

Finally, contact was made. I rolled her pert nubs between my fingers and let my left hand dip lower into her panties to toy with her little tuft of hair. She squirmed slightly at my touch, and I nibbled gently at her neck. She was putty in my hands.

My left hand continued to dip lower, until the top of her smooth cleft was against my fingertip. She moaned softly into my ear, and reached back to entwine her fingers into the back of my hair, as my fingers ran up and down her bare lips.

Moisture gathered along my fingertip as I drew it up her slit, gently pressing between her lips. At last my finger met the hard little nub of her clit. I pressed softly against it and a shiver ran through her body. "Oh god. Adam."

Her lips met mine before I could speak. The kiss was forceful and passionate. There was no timidity or hesitation. It was as if she was starving, and my lips were her only source of sustenance.

"It feels so good to kiss her again," I thought. But that wasn't right. Eve and I had never kissed before, save that one little peck that was ninety percent cheek. So why did I feel as if it wasn't the first time?

It took a moment for me to understand, before I remembered a dream I had been having. It was disjointed, and I could only remember bits and pieces, but it always started off a lot like what we were doing. We would kiss, hands would roam, eventually we would have sex, and it would always end with Eve in tears.

The circumstances and particular actions changed with each new version of the dream, and over time it was becoming more and more forceful, more like I was raping her than making love to her.

It made sense in a way. I desired her more every day, but I was also afraid. I didn't want to force her, or hurt her, but there was always that primal instinct to take what I wanted.

She certainly didn't seem forced as she turned her body for a better angle to kiss me, and slipped her tongue between my teeth. It made me feel better overall to think she actually wanted to do it. Of course just as I began to relax and give in to our passions, a thought occurred to me. "What if I wasn't the one forcing her?"

I had no idea why it hadn't occurred to me sooner. Linoge could be forcing her to do the things she had been doing. Maybe he even contacted her before me. It made so much sense. The handjob, the "fashion show," maybe even the night with Ella. Hell, it could have been Ella for all I knew. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid and self centered.

I had to find out somehow, but not then. In that moment, as Eve's hand found its way into my pants and those small delicate fingers wrapped around my pulsing rod, all thought fell away, and there was only us. Maybe I was just a pawn in some sick game. Maybe we both were. But we would play our parts well, and when it was all over, I would win.

I am ready. Please keep it coming.

Next chapter.. please !

Really dude?

Really dude what?

The next chapter is coming along nicely by the way. I put in about a thousand words today, and hope to finish it up in the next day or two.

>>23008
That would be a most excellent Christmas gift

OK guys, here ya go. I'm hopefully going to be picking up the pace of this story, as I have another idea I'd like to start on. I honestly have no idea how many chapters are left though.


To say my situation was a lot like a game of chess wouldn't have been much of a stretch, and I must admit I was at a huge disadvantage. Knowing your opponent is a large part of the game. For instance, an aggressive played might be lured in to a trap, or a defensive player might be overwhelmed by applying pressure to their weak points. I was certainly no Bobby Fischer, but I had always enjoyed the game, and had gotten pretty good over the years.

With Linoge however, it was if he had watched every game i had ever played, and then I had given him free moves to start the game. He knew everything about me, and all his pieces were set and ready before I ever even sat down to play. But now, I was fighting back.

Finding out how he was watching us felt like I had trapped one of his bishops. It was still in the game, but I could take it at will. For now, I'd give him his little shows and let him peck away at my pawns. Then, once they were out of the way and he felt confident he had me in check, I'd lash out, and wipe away all his pieces in one fell swoop.

Of course, none of that occurred to me in that moment. Instead, all my attention was focused on the nubile young body pressed against me. Her pussy was warm and wet against my fingers, though her move to face me had put my arm in a rather awkward position, and movement was difficult.

Obviously that simply wouldn't do, and I called for a strategic retreat, only to attack again from her flank. My height advantage over her meant I could reach around with little difficulty, and she quivered as my fingers slipped beneath her gusset and found the warm moist heaven beneath.

It surprised me how easy it all was. Even though we had never done any of this before, there was none of the awkwardness you would expect. Maybe it was because we were siblings and knew each other so well, but we seemed completely in tune, able to anticipate each other and avoid those "I have no idea what you want me to do," moments.

So it only took me pushing her panties out of the way of my fingers once, before she reacted and reached back with her free hand to push them down over her hips. Moments later they were on the floor, without her ever missing a stroke or breaking our kiss.

Clearly, being the only one naked just wasn't an option for her, as nearly as soon as her panties hit the floor, she began peeling my shirt off and pulling it over my head, allowing her bare skin to press against mine, and press it did. Her nipples were hard little pink diamonds as they rubbed against my chest, and I could feel my dick pulsing each time they touched me.

I couldn't believe how bad I wanted her in that moment, and as her hands began to tug down my pants, it seemed sure that I was about to have her. It was incredible how in just a couple weeks I had gone from, might as well be a virgin, to potentially about to fuck my little sister, my beautiful, amazing little sister.

As my dick sprang free from my pants, it very nearly gave Eve an uppercut to the chin. Seemed that it was becoming a pattern for it. I made a note to discuss how impolite that was with it later. Eve however, only giggled, and planted a soft kiss right on the head, causing by body to convulse slightly at the pleasure. The girl was a goddess. Maybe not the hypersexual lusty way that Ella was, but no less magnificent, perhaps more even.

So it wasn't lust I saw in her eyes when she looked up at me after fully removing my pants. Well, not only lust anyway. It was more like a longing that had been hidden finally revealing itself. I wondered if she saw the same in my eyes as I looked back at her.

Slowly she rose back up my body, never breaking eye contact. And then, bliss. Her tongue lolled out and made contact with the base of my shaft, and rolled up to the tip, where she stopped to swirl before taking my sensitive head into her mouth.

It took every ounce of will I had not to pop off right then and spew my seed all over her tongue as she sucked, but somehow my little soldier held the line. Eve obviously didn't have the experience Ella did, as she somewhat clumsily began to glide her lips up and down the length of my shaft, but there was just something about it being her, that made it so much better than Ella ever could have been.

It was obvious she wasn't exactly sure what to do, but I could see in her eyes that she was determined. She wanted it to be the best I'd ever had, which considering I'd only had my dick sucked once before, was well within the realm of possibility. So in her determination, she went all in. Her mouth sank down hard and fast, and then came back up as she gagged badly.

She coughed and sputtered as if she has just had water go down the wrong tube. For a second I was seriously concerned she had hurt herself. I could imagine trying to explain that. "Oh um, Eve was sucking my cock and she broke her larynx. No big deal right?"

"Shit! You OK, Evie?" I asked as any good brother getting his dick sucked by his sister would. She didn't respond at first, and instead gave me the "one sec" gesture, before finally catching her breath and nodding. Then almost immediately she went back to work. "Just take it easy OK?"

"Mmffhmmff." I almost burst out laughing at hearing her respond with a mouthful of dick. I had seen stuff like that in porn, especially bangbus, but it was so much funnier in real life.

Soon she caught a good rhythm, and was actually doing a great job at what I suspected was her first blowjob. Still something was missing. It was amazing watching her, but I wanted to participate. I just didn't know how to tell her, or how she would respond.

As I sat there trying to build up the nerve, I slid down so that I was fully laying on the couch, and as if reading my mind, Eve, turned her body around and placed her knees on either side of my head. It still shocked me how good she was at predicting what I wanted.

So there it was, her soaking wet pussy spread out in front of me, just begging me to dive in. And so I did, after all who could have refused.

I let my tongue settle on her slit, right above her clit, and licked all the way to her hole. The taste wasn't quite what I was expecting. It wasn't bad, or good. It didn't really taste like anything, except pussy I guess. There really wasn't even a smell. It was just kind of there. All the same, it was pretty nice, and I started to lick up and down repeatedly.

If Eve was an oral novice, I must have been totally inept. I had no clue what to do. Sure I had seen it done in porn, but if you model your sexual technique after porn, you're gonna have a bad time. From what I knew of female anatomy however, the best place for my tongue was on her clit. So although I still intended to give the rest of her pussy attention as well, I figured that was where I should focus my attention.

I gave her a few more up and down licks, before finally moving in on my target. Her clit was rock hard as my tongue touched it, and she moaned around my dick in a way that felt amazing. You would think that grinding with Ella would have been my most erotic experience up to that point, but sixty-nining with Eve blew that way out of the water. The grinding had been exciting, but this was absolutely life changing.

My tongue pressed and flicked at her clit as she slowly became more comfortable with my dick in her mouth. Little by little she sank further down and stayed longer. She was already taking almost three fourths of it, which I considered pretty impressive. Then, with a deep breath, she went down. I felt my dick press against the back of her throat, and then push past. Down and down it sank, until her lips bottomed out at the base of my shaft.

My cock pulsed at the sudden and unexpected pleasure of being stimulated that low, and I very nearly came down her throat. That pulse however, was enough to trigger Eve's gag reflex, and she quickly came back up, gasping a bit. She didn't really choke though, and after about fifteen seconds of just stroking, and a quick smiling glance back at me, put her mouth back to work.

I began gently sucking on Eve's clit as I licked it, which she seemed to like as she started rocking her hips slightly and her moans became more frequent. As she rocked her ass clenched and relaxed over and over, and I couldn't resist grabbing it with both hands and squeezing. It was then that she reached back and grabbed my hand, and directed it to her pussy, pushing my finger deep inside, and then directing me to slide it in and out.

From what I had heard, the g-spot was somewhere along the front wall of a girl's pussy. I wasn't sure where or how to fins it exactly, but I began to press down in the general area as my finger worked inside her. I couldn't be sure I was actually hitting it, but the sharp intakes of breath and little whimpers when I pressed were encouraging, and I increased the speed and force of both finger and tongue.

I wanted Eve to cum. I wanted to make her cum all over my tongue and finger. More than that, I felt an urgent need to. I could feel myself getting close, and I needed her to cum before I did. I'm really not sure why that felt like such a necessity, but it seemed like my duty to sent her tight little twat into spasms.

It had become a race to the finish. Maybe we weren't going to fuck after all, as this was certainly now more than foreplay, but I had no intention to finish first. It was like my pride was at stake. So I increased my speed and force even more, to which ever responded by doing the same. She was practically throatfucking herself on my dick.

I knew it wouldn't be much longer for me, and was about to just let go, when I felt her muscles clench and a long breathy moan hummed against my shaft. And that was it. Lights exploded in my vision, a chorus of angels began to sing, and my cum spewed out like a geyser into her waiting mouth. She sucked hard as I came, moaning and swallowing and pressing herself into my mouth.

The sounds she made were the most erotic and beautiful thing I had ever heard. I'd heard plenty of moaning in porn, but that fake overacted bullshit was always kind of a turn off. Hearing the real thing coming from Eve though, that was something special. As for myself, I'm pretty sure I sounded something like a constipated water buffalo, but that's neither here nor there.

Once the moaning was done, and my cum all swallowed, Eve turned around and laid half beside half on top of me. Thankfully our couch was large enough to accommodate, and for awhile we just laid there, catching our breath. Finally Eve spoke up. "Adam, that was amazing. I have never came that hard. Ever."

I put on my best Sean Connery accent. "My dear, flattery will get you nowhere."

She slapped me playfully on the chest. "I'm serious jerk! I'm actually kinda jealous of your girlfriends now. You must have kept them pretty satisfied."

"Um, yeah not really. I haven't ever, exactly done that before."

"Huh? But you go out with girls all the time. You've really never gone down on them."

Well I was caught, and it was time to face the music. "Yeah. Um. I kinda made them up. I didn't want to look like a loser, so I just kinda, um, pretended to be dating. I've never actually had a real girlfriend."

Eve looked up at me, a confused and incredulous look on her face. "Wait so what do you actually do?"

"I dunno. GameStop, movies. Sometimes I just drove around."

"Wow, Adam. You could have told me before. I would have hung out with you."

"I know but that's not really th-" she cut me off before I could finish.

"Wait! Was the Renn Fair girl made up too?" There was a strange, almost excited tone in her voice as she asked.

"Um. No. That happened. Unfortunately. Not exactly a great experience."

"Oh. OK." Now she seemed almost disappointed. We went silent for a bit. Just lying there lost in our own thoughts. Finally she spoke up again. "Adam. I love you."

"I love you too, Evie." My response sounded nonchalant, possibly bordering on noncommittal, and apparently not what she was looking for.

"No, I mean I LOVE you. Not, like, because you're my brother. Like, um, romantically."

I'm sure someone looking at all this would have said it was blatantly obvious, but I was taken aback. I had never imagined she could have any sort of real feelings for me. It wasn't even really that I was her brother. It was just more like she was out of my league.

"Eve, I-" She must have taken my surprise as an indicator that I didn't feel the same. Hell, I didn't really even know what I felt, but she almost immediately cut me off.

"But it's OK you don't. I mean I know Ella is the one you want, and if you just want to fool around sometimes, I mean…. That's fine too. Maybe we could all do it together next time."

It was a lot to digest, and it took a minute for me to consider what to say before I responded. "I don't want Ella. I mean, yeah she's hot. But, she's hot like a stripper is hot. Like, she's fun to look at, and maybe good for a fuck, but not someone you really want to be with or anything."

She started to interrupt me again, but I stopped her before she could. "Seriously Eve, you may not be walking around looking like sex on legs, but you're more beautiful, and such a better person, than she could ever be. But, honestly, I don't really know what I feel. I guess I've always thought about you that way, but I've tried so hard not to because it seemed…. I dunno wrong I guess."

"So you do love me too or you don't. I don't get it."

"Eve I- I- Fuck it. Eve, I do love you. I really do.

Holy shit OP. This is good, very good. Faptastic even. Hats off, with a bump. This deserves more attention than it is receiving.

I was not a fan of the twist at first and hadn't checked back on this one. I'm glad I finally did...that was fucking hot. Fan of the twist or not, you know how to write this stuff. Keep it coming.

Thanks guys. I really appreciate it. I know i'm not on the level of some authors here, but the compliments and (constructive) criticism is really great. This is actually the biggest writing project I've ever tried, and a big reason for it is to develop my technique, so knowing that I've been able to entertain you guys with my attempt at storytelling is pretty awesome.

I think I have maybe three or four chapters before I bring this story to a close. Although I'm already thinking about a possible sequel.

Hopefully you guys will enjoy my next story, which I plan to start once I finish this one.

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Really enjoying this nice work. Would love to see the return of ella as well.

so good

just read this in one go, my dick is burning. almost stopped reading at the death thread thing, but im glad i didnt so far

hope to see more soon

OK ladies(ha yeah right) and gents. I have finally completes the next chapter. Sorry for the delay, but I had a couple ideas for how I wanted this chapter to go, and it took me awhile to come to a decision.

If you pay attention, you might see a slight hint at what my original idea was, which I decided to scrap as it was too Anonympc, and not really what I wanted for my story at this point. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy. More to come soonish.


It's funny how three little words can change everything. Before I said them, I was still somewhat able to delude myself into believing that my relationship with Eve was forced upon us. I could have denied to myself, that part of me had wanted it all along. I could look at Linoge as a villain, destroying our innocence for his own pleasure. I could have even convinced myself that it was just my teenage sex drive, and that I still saw Eve as my sister.

Once they had been said, there was no going back to that. I told her I loved her, and I knew it was true. Linoge was a monster, but he had led me down a path to discovering what I truly wanted. Eve was my sister, but she was also my lover, and I knew my life was hers from that point forward.

For awhile neither of us spoke, and as I lay there, her head on my chest, toying with a lock of kinky red hair, I thought about what this new revelation might mean. I imagined us together. I imagined how mom might react, or dad, or other friends or family. We could get away with it with people who didn't already know us, they would have no idea we were siblings, but to those who did, we would be freaks. Would we have to move away, change our names? What if we had kids? Would they turn out OK?

It was a lot to consider. Then there was always the possibility that it wasn't real. She could be doing it because Linoge was forcing her, or it could just be teenage hormones. I was so lost in thought I almost didn't hear when she finally spoke.

"Adam, do you want to be with me?"

"Huh? Oh. Like, how do you mean?" The question was stupid. After all, I had just been considering that very scenario. Eve didn't seem nonplussed, and replied in a tone that was equal parts hope and worry that I might refuse.

"Like a couple. I know it's kinda sudden, and weird maybe, but people do it. I've been reading peoples' stories on this website online. I mean, it could work….if you want to."

I kissed her gently, and then just looked into her eyes for a moment. How could I possibly say no? "Evie, I'd love that. I'm just not sure how."

"Well, I think there's basically two ways. One would be like eloping. We would have to get new identities and leave everything behind. I mean obviously that would be hard, but we could be open you know? Or, we keep it secret. A lot of couples like us do that, and I think that would be our vest option until we're older."

It was obvious she had put some thought into this, which made me more sure than ever that she was doing it of her own free will. "But won't people notice after awhile?"

"OK yeah, that's the next thing. We would need a cover. Like a fake girlfriend for you to keep up appearances. I actually have a plan for that."

"But what about you, wouldn't you need a cover too?"

"Not really. I mean I am only fourteen, I'm way too young to be having boyfriends or sex or anything right?" She grinned up at me as she said it. She really did seem to have all her bases covered.

"Oh of course. Obviously. Well what's your plan then?"

She practically sprang up off the couch, a wicked grin across her face. "Come with me, you're gonna love this!" I watched in disappointment as she threw her T-shirt and panties back on, and grabbed her shorts off the floor, but it was smart. Neither of us knew when mom might be back, and if we were caught naked together, all her planning would have been for naught. So grudgingly, I threw my own clothes back on and followed her to her room.

"Oh shit! I forgot!" She called out as we reached her bedroom, and she darted back to the living room. Moments later she returned, laptop in hand. "We need this." She said as we sat down on her bed. She quickly reached behind her headboard, and pulled out a USB drive that had apparently been taped behind it.

"Ok, so you know how Ella told you her ex is gay? Well, he left her for another guy, Taylor and Ella decided to try to revenge fuck him, which was totally barking up the wrong tree because he's like Chris Crocker gay. Sooooo, she sent him this to seduce him or something. He showed Alex, her ex, and Alex sent it to me. He's actually a really nice guy and we're friends, so yeah." She must have been really excited, as this sort of verbal diarrhea was unusual for her. "Ok watch!"

She plugged in the USB and queued up the only file on it. It was a video. As it began to play, Ella appeared on screen. She was dressed pretty provocatively, in just a lacy white teddy, and matching thong. "Um we already have a video, I don't see how-"

Eve cut me off in mid sentence. "Dude! Just watch."

I still didn't see how this video was going to help, watching Ella masturbate would be fun yes, but I doubted it would be enough to blackmail her with if we needed to. Still, I watched as Eve instructed, and after posing and showing off a bit, Ella finally approached the camera and started to talk.

"Hey Taylor! So, I know you like Alex, but after we met a couple weeks ago, I just couldn't believe how hot you are. I think you'd like me a lot better. Alex is a dickhead, and I can make you feel a lot better than his shriveled little dick. Anyway, hope you like it."

Ella walked off screen and Eve took the opportunity to explain a bit about her. "God she can be such a twat. She was raised Catholic, so she doesn't really understand sexuality isn't something you just decide like picking out what shoes to wear. Like, she's not even really bi, she just knows guys like it. She even asked me to do this video with her. As if a gay guy wants to see two girls fuck."

"Speaking from personal experience, it was pretty hot. Just saying."

"Well duh. That's why I did it in front of you. I wanted you to join in."

"But you told me not to be weird. Wouldn't that have been?"

"I meant like, don't just watch. I couldn't exactly say, 'hey bro, come fuck me and my pretend lesbian girlfriend for a little' right?" She laughed a little as she said it in a fake deep voice as if she were mocking someone. "Oh shh! Here she comes."

I looked away from the screen and my jaw dropped as an enormous Mastiff sauntered into the room. There was no way. She couldn't be about to do what I was thinking. Ella was a bit of a freak, but would she really fuck a dog to try and impress a gay guy. That just seemed too surreal.

Suddenly she reappeared. She had thrown on a large T-shirt to cover up her lingerie. She walked over to the huge dog and started to pet him vigorously, which he responded to by cheerfully wagging his tail and licking at her bare thighs.

She giggled as the dogs tongue met her flesh. "Haha Cholo! Stoooop! Cholo, go! Go go go. Not right now papi, I'll play with you later." My shock died down a bit as she pushed the dog out of the room, and then walked back in dragging someone in tow.

"Ellaaaaa! You made me lose!" It was a young boy, probably only about thirteen. I had never met him before, but I knew almost instantly that it had to be her little brother, Ricky.

"Oh, so what. You play that shit too much anyway. Its not good for your brain dude. Now quit being a little puta and get in here."

She dragged him into the room and pushed him down onto the bed, much the way she had done with me. Then she began to show off, more for the camera than little Ricky, first stripping off the T-shirt, and then slowly teasing with her lingerie, slipping a nipple out here, flashing a little pussy there. There was no music for her to dance to in the video, but it was still pretty hot.

Very slowly she stripped, until she was completely naked, as her little brother sat there dumbstruck. If his jaw hadn't been attached it likely would have been on the floor. Not to mention his erection, which as a thirteen year old was surely already on a hair trigger, was clearly trying valiantly to fight its way free.

The kid was so confused and excited, he couldn't even compose himself enough to question what was happening. So he just sat there as she got naked and then approached him, not making a peep. Then he sat there as she tugged down his basketball shorts and briefs, freeing his little pecker which sprang up expectantly. And then he sat there as she first ran her tongue up and down his shaft, and then swallowed it to the hilt.

It wasn't much of a feat to be honest. The kid couldn't have been more than four inches, but I suppose it was the intention that counted. She did all of this while making sure that the camera could see everything. After all, she was doing it for Taylor, not Ricky.

I have to give the kid some credit. If a girl had slobbed my knob the way Ella was when I was his age, I probably would have shot off within seconds. This kid had already managed to last at least three minutes of her swallowing his adolescent rod.

She continued to suck for maybe another thirty seconds or so, and then went in for the kill. Pushing him down onto his back, she straddled him in a sort of squatting reverse cowgirl, and slipped his little prick into her ass.

Her moaning was a little over the top, and his penis reminded me of a sharpie, but all in all it was pretty hot, and something I would have been interested in trying for myself. Still, I imagined it probably wasn't enough to turn a gay guy straight. It was also illegal.

While incest between siblings in and of itself wasn't illegal, and Eve and I hadn't technically broken any laws, Ella couldn't say the same. Where I'm from, consent can be given at fourteen, so long as the other party is less than three years older. Eve and I made that cut by about a month. So while Ella and Ricky were closer in age, the fact that he was only thirteen meant she was technically committing statutory rape.

Luckily for Ella, even though neither guy wanted to be with her, they apparently didn't want to get her in trouble either. To be honest I felt pretty much the same way, but we needed her if we were going to make our relationship work.

I returned my attention to the screen, and was again impressed by the kid's stamina. He might not ever please a woman with his size, but he might be able to last long enough to make it work out anyway.

Finally he started making little sounds and twitching a bit. His stamina had finally run out. Ella must have realized as well, as she pulled off and began jerking hard and fast, leaning back and pointing his dick up at her. Finally, the money shot.

Little Ricky must have been pretty new to ejaculation, still enjoying the massive loads that come in the first few months after discovering the possibility, as no thirteen year old boy has the willpower to abstain long enough to store up a load that size.

His jizz shot out as if fired from a gun, the first stream hitting Ella's right cheek and leaving a long sticky trail down her naked flesh all the way to her belly button. Then came a second, and a third, and a fourth. Each shot fell slightly short of the previous, until finally it just became a dribble coating Ella's fingers.

A momentary look of disgust flashed across her face so quickly, that it might have been only imagined, as she lifted her hand from his quickly shrinking rod, and licked the cum from her fingers. Then just as quickly she jumped up off of him and began to wipe herself clean with a nearby towel.

Ricky still hadn't said a word, and was once again staring at Ella in absolute shock. She finished towelling off and then turned to him. "If you even think about telling anyone or even mention this, I'll pour a soda on your precious little Xbox, and then tell mom and dad I caught you jerking off and trying to touch me while I was sleeping."

"Wha- but, but I didn-"

"Bullshit, not a ducking word, ever. Now get out!" The poor kid must have been so confused. He of course had no idea how she had uses him or what any of this had been about. He looked close to tears as he pulled his shorts back on and ran out of the room.

Once again Ella approached the camera. "Hey sexy, so I hope you liked that. We can do it anytime you want. Oh, and I can take way bigger than that. Kisses!" She blew a quick kiss, and then the video turned off.

Eve turned to me with a huge beaming grin on her face. "Soo?"

What the hell could I say to that? "Fuck. What now?"

What now indeed. I guess they're going to use that video to get Ella to be Adam's pretend girlfriend.

Probably a bit predictable, I know. But it's necessary for the future of the story, especially when/if I get around to writing a sequel once this part is done.

I think you should have put a sex scene between Adam and Eve between the mutual confession of love and the long-term relationship planning

I thought about that actually. I have other plans for their first time though. It will all be made clear in future chapters.

interested to see where this goes

Hey guys, here's the next chapter. Getting close to the end now. Just a few loose ends to tie up and the identity of linoge to go before the end. Anyway here you go. Enjoy!



The idea of using the video I had seen to force Ella into being our cover made me uncomfortable. Unlike my situation with Eve, where if we were caught we would certainly become social outcasts, if Ella were exposed she couldn't get away from it by just moving or changing her name. It would follow her for the rest of her life. She could be a bitch, but she was a fifteen year old girl, it kind of comes with the territory, and I hoped she wouldn't call our bluff. I hoped it actually was a bluff.

While I was doubting, Eve seemed confident. She had everything figured out. Unfortunately, before she could explain, I realized my bladder was about to explode, and excused myself to the restroom. It was as I was relieving myself that I felt the familiar vibration of a text message. I knew who it would be before I even looked.

"Wow kiddo. It does my heart good to see you two so happy together. And that Ella! She's something isn't she?"

Of course it was Linoge. So polite of him to wait until I was alone to inject himself back into the situation. "What do you want?"

"Oh must I always want something? It's just so much fun watching your little scheming. I just wonder. Can your newly realized love stand up to Ella? She's a little forest fire."

"We'll be fine." With that text sent I put my phone away and finished my business. Linoge may have been smug and self satisfied, but he was also right. Ella was wild and unpredictable. Threatening her with blackmail seemed as likely to cause her to lash out as to bend her to our will. In fact the more I thought about it, the less confidence I had in our plan. At least what I imagined our plan was.

Eve was lounging on her bed when I returned, head lolling off the edge. "Finally! I was starting to think you died and I wouldn't need Ella after all."

"Yeah. Uh sorry. Look Evie, about that… I was kinda thinking. Are you sure this is the best way to do this?" I sat down beside her on the bed, and she sat up and faced me. "I mean like, are you sure she won't just freak out on us?"

Eve had seemed a bit perplexed, but she seemed to relax as I asked. "Oh! Don't worry. I can handle her, and besides, the video is just kind of a backup plan. You know, just in case."

Eve spent the next fifteen minutes explaining the plan to me, down to the smallest minutia. I was a bit amazed about how thorough it was. For a fourteen year old girl she was downright meticulous.

The first step was to get her over obviously, and once she had finished explaining, she sent a text to do just that for the next night. Mom would be returning to work, and we would have the house all to ourselves all night, which would be a necessity for our plan to work.

With the text sent, and an affirmative response, our planning turned to small talk, which turned to making out, which turned to cooking around, and may have turned to actually having sex, if we hadn't heard the door shut which signaled mom was back from her day out.

We quickly corrected ourselves and made our way out to greet her. She told us about her day out over Chinese take out she had picked up and asked us about ours, which we obviously downplayed quite a bit. Soon after she retired to her room, and Eve and I watched spent the next couple hours watching anime and sneaking kisses before doing the same.

I missed her that night, and though her plan seemed foolproof, I worried about it, which didn't afford me the best night's sleep. Everything hinged on Ella's reaction. If Eve was wrong, we could lose everything. If she was right, we were plunging headlong into a life of deceit. It was a sticky situation to say the least. And then there was Linoge.

Even if he seemed to be somewhat benevolent, he needed to pay, and for that, I needed to catch him. With that in mind, late that night I put my limited hacker skills to the test, and tried to trace him.

It was hard, and I hit a few dead ends almost immediately. Whoever he was, he knew how to use proxies, and I wished I could ask Eve for help. I could set up proxies, trace IPs, and do a few other simple things, mostly stuff she had taught me, but she was a damned prodigy with computers. She would have had his name, address, and what he had for breakfast within minutes.

As for me, I managed to backtrack him through proxies, until finally tracking him to a preschool in Ohio. Assuming he wasn't a five year old, it was the last dead end in my search. I gave up, laid back down, and finally fell asleep.

The next morning and afternoon seemed to drag by. I was excited, and nervous, and terrified all at once. I expected more snide comments from Linoge, or maybe a threat associated with my attempts to track him down, but he never contacted me, and I was left to assume he was content to just watch how things played out.

Eve and I spent a good portion of the day finishing Elfen Lied, and occasionally sneaking kisses or quietly discussing small tweaks to our plan. Ella was supposed to show up around five. So around four we both worked in a shower, sadly separately.

Eventually five O'Clock rolled around, and there was a knock at the door. Ella had arrived, and it was finally time to put our plans into action. She looked fantastic as Eve let her in and she made her way into the living room where Eve and I had been watching videos on YouTube. She was wearing a short black skirt that was slightly longer on one side, coupled with a black halter top. It was pretty clear, from the way the top clung to her tits, that she had decided not to wear a bra, and I found myself wondering if she had skipped on panties as well.

We spent the next couple hours hanging out in the living room, watching videos online. I considered suggesting a kinect game, but decided against it. Stopping suggestive hints related to Ella's clothes wasn't part of the plan. Not that that stopped her from flashing us both of course, which she seemed to do "accidentally" every twenty minutes or so, and confirming my suspicion that she was indeed totally commando.

Mom ordered a pizza for us at about six thirty, at which time Ella quietly bemoaned the fact that we couldn't do "the pizza dare" with mom home. She really was a wild one. Shortly after, mom announced she needed to pick up a few things so she was going to leave early for work. That wasn't part of our plan, but it wouldn't really effect anything.

Mom left around seven thirty. Shortly thereafter Eve dragged Ella off to her bedroom. Ella seemed reluctant, as if she really didn't want to leave me behind. I hated to see her go as well, but it was necessary.

After they left, all I could do was wait, and I passed the time by playing some shitty mobile game on my phone. I went through the motions of playing it anyway. What I was really doing was listening to the sounds coming from Eve's bedroom. Normally, I wouldn't have been able to hear much of anything, but Eve had intentionally left the door partially open. The sound coming out was mostly giggling, but a couple times I heard a smacking sound that I hoped was the sound of a palm on a bare ass, and not a slap in the face.

It seemed like an eternity before I heard the sound I had been waiting for. The sound of music playing. I made my way to Eve's room and stopped outside the door. The music was my cue, and I was to wait thirty seconds, and then go in. Slowly I counted off the time, and then gently pushed the door open. Normally there would have been a squeak, but Eve had thought of that too and sprayed the hinges with WD-40 earlier that day. The door swung silently open, and there they were, just as Eve had said they would be.

They were both completely naked now, Ella's smoky complexion standing out in stark contrast to Eve's pale freckled skin as she straddled her on the edge of the bed. I could see the muscles of Ella's back and tight ass flex and relax as she rocked her hips on top of Eve. I approached slowly and quietly from behind her. She still had no idea I was there.

Gathering whatever fortitude I could muster, I reached out to her with both hands. She didn't notice me until my arms were around her, one cupping her breast, and the other sliding down her smooth stomach. Holding her that way, I actually felt her heart jump out of her chest at the sudden unexpected touch.

"What the fu- Adam!? Jesus fucking Christ dude! What are you-" I cut her off with a kiss as she looked back towards me, and she practically melted. She was putty in my hands, just as we had planned.

So far everything was going perfectly, and I wasn't disappointed as I let one hand slide around behind her and slip down between her ass to toy with her pussy, giving Eve a quick touch in the process. I didn't know how wet Ella might have been before, but now she was practically drenched. I let my finger slip inside her as my lips found her neck, and she let out a small moan of appreciation. Then I felt Eve's delicate fingers brush against mine as they settled on Ella's clit, and watched one of her dusky nipples was engulfed by Eve's mouth.

This part of our plan was all about Ella. Eve had figured pleasuring her together would be a good way to lower her guard for the bomb we would be dropping on her, and all indicators pointed to her being right. With our combined effort it wasn't long before we had coaxed her to a shuddering orgasm.

Her arm reached around behind my neck, drawing me into a kiss as she came down. With her other hand, she reached behind her and began massaging my throbbing rod through my pants. She was playing into our hands so perfectly it was almost unbelievable, and remembering the next step, I slowly pulled away. Taking the opportunity, Eve rolled Ella off onto the bed beside her, and whispered something I couldn't hear into her ear.

Ella looked up at me, a sexy smirk on her face. "Really? Yeah I can do that." I knew what was coming but feigned ignorance as Ella grabbed my hand and pulled me down between them on the bed. She wasted little time in pulling off my shirt and then began unbuttoning my pants. In the meantime, Eve made her move.

Ella looked shocked as Eve began kissing me. "Holy shit! Eve! Are you serious? Oh my god that is fucking hot." She nearly ripped my zipper open in her lust driven attempt to get my pants off. Putty.

Once they were finally off, and my dick sprang free, this time without out an attempted uppercut, Ella immediately wrapped her fingers around my shaft and began pumping it. She was just about to start sucking, when Eve stopped kissing me and grabbed her, kissing her feverishly just inches above my straining cock. Then I felt her small hand join Ella's.
The sensation was magical, and In that moment I couldn't imagine anything better. That is until Eve, with her fingers laced into Ella's long dark hair, shoved the Latin beauty's head down, pushing my dick deep into her mouth. Ella moaned in appreciation as she sucked. Some primal part of her was loving being manhandled like that.

Up and down Eve forced Ella's mouth on my dick, and she in turn sucked greedily as their hands stroked me together. Then Eve's drew away as she pulled Ella's head up and sideways and slapped her right in the face. She gasped which quickly turned into a moan at the rough treatment, and was quickly silenced by Eve's tongue being forced into her mouth. This time when Ella's head went down again, Eve's went with it.

The head of my cock slid deliciously between their mouths, their tongues working feverishly on it as if it were a tootsie pop they were desperate to get to the center of. I could see the surprise in Ella's eyes at sharing my cock with with my sister, but it seemed to only turn her on more. The visual combined with the feeling was absolute heaven, and I started to get concerned that I might cum far too soon as they began to take turns sucking me, deepthroating as if they were competing to see who could take me deepest.

Mercifully, they soon pulled away, and I was given a moment to collect myself. Eve pulled Ella away, further up the bed. This too was a cue, and I became instantly worried that I wouldn't be able to hold on long enough to do my part.

Again Eve seemed to know my thoughts and began to improvise. She pulled Ella on top of her, and over her shoulder flicked her tongue at me, giving me the reprieve I so desperately needed to pull back from the precipice.

Still this presented a new dilemma. I had only the bare minimum of experience in going down on girls. Even then it was only one. Now in front of me were two as eve spread he legs forcing Ella's open wide above her, and wrapped her arms around Ella's back forcing in to arch. But I needed the time to recover for what came next, and I was determined to make it work.

So, despite not really knowing how to approach the bounty laid out before me, I resolved to just dive in. First I gave Ella's ass a firm squeeze, and then let my hand drift between, my first two fingers slipping into her wet hole, and my thumb caressing her sensitive button. Meanwhile I set to work on Eve with my tongue. Her pussy was sweet and wonderful, and I felt like even with the weird angle, I could have stayed there for days.

Even so, I had another slit right in front of me, and I didn't want to be a poor host. So after a minute or two I switched up, using my fingers on Eve, and letting my tongue explore Ella's depths. As I did, I was surprised to find Eve's hand drifting around Ella's ass. It dipped momentarily into her moistness, gathering her juices, and then made its way up, before sliding seemingly effortlessly into Ella's ass.

"Fuuuuuuck," she moaned into Eve's mouth, and began rocking her hips slightly against my mouth. Both girls were moaning so deliciously against each other, and it made me feel incredible that I might be the cause of their pleasure.

I went back and for the between the two a couple more times, eventually making Ella cum again with my tongue. I was about to switch back to eve again, when she straightened out her legs, signalling that it was time to move on to the next phase.

This was the moment I had been waiting for. It wasn't quite as I had hoped it would be, but I had wanted it so badly, and it was finally happening. So I watched as Eve rolled Ella over and climbed on top of her, and anxiously took my position behind her.

Gently I pressed the head of my cock against her warm pink flesh. Then slowly, I began to push in. It took pulling back and then pushing again before my dick was slippery enough to fully enter her, but once I was all the way in it was absolute heaven. She was so warm, and wet, and tight. So unbelievably tight. The fact that I managed not to cum right then was an absolute miracle.

Slowly I began to thrust, in and out, watching Eve's body press forward every time I pushed into her. "Holy fuck! Are you? Eve! Is he fucking you?!"

I could see the shock on Ella's face as Eve let out a little noise with each thrust. "Mm- uhh! Hmm. Uhhh!"

"Oh my fucking God!" I felt something brush against my balls as Ella's hand dipped down to play with herself as I fucked Eve on top of her. "That is so fucking hot!"

In and out I thruster, feeling Ella's hand rubbing wonderfully against my balls with each stroke, and watched as Eve practically devoured Ella, still grunting each time I pressed into her. I was only about twenty strokes in when her moans became more urgent and her legs began to shake.

Moments later her insides clamped down on me like a vice, squeezing and pulling at my cock like she was trying to milk it. Eve let out a long, loud sound, almost a scream, and then collapsed onto Ella. She was shuddering as I gave her a few more slow strokes.

I wanted to keep going, to fuck her raw and spill my seed deep inside her, but I knew I couldn't. I had to stick to the plan. The orgasm hadn't been part of it, but it would work as a cue to move on to the next step. However, as I started to pull back, Eve seemed to squeeze down on me as if she were trying to keep me inside her. With some reluctance, my cock slipped free.

I watched as Eve kissed Ella gently and somewhat breathlessly, and then whispered something in her ear. I couldn't hear what she said, but I knew. Still I feigned ignorance, as Eve rolled off of Ella, who quickly got up and dragged me to the edge of the bed.

She climbed on top of me almost instantly, pressing my cock between my stomach and her pussy in the same way she had that night in my bedroom. She began grinding against me, and kissing and nibbling at my neck, as eve inconspicuously slipped off the bed.

I wasn't sure what she was doing. It wasn't part of the plan, and with Ella all over me, I couldn't clearly see her. What I could see was her reaching into a bag Ella had brought with her, but before I could see what she had pulled put, I was engulfed in Ella's dark hair as she pushed me down on my back and started grinding harder against me.

She was going too fast, and I knew if she kept it up, it would be over too soon. That's when I saw Eve grab a handful of her hair and yank her back. Ella gasped with pleasure, and Eve kissed her deeply.

Moments later, I understood what Eve had been doing, as I felt something rubbery slide past my dick, and into Ella's wet hole. Ella groaned with pleasure as the strap-on penetrated her slit. In and out, and in and out. Then after a few strokes, it slid out completely, and then slowly pushed up into her ass.

Ella gasped as it penetrated her, in pain or pleasure, or some mix of the two. I pulled myself up into a more seated position as Eve began sliding the rubber cock in and out of Ella's tight little ass, grinding my own against her clit. I didn't know if this was a surprise part of the plan, or if it too was improvised, but it was damn hot.

What came next I was expecting, as Eve put on her sexiest tone and began half whispering into Ella's ear. "You like that up your ass baby?"

Ella's reply came through a clenched jaw. "Godddd yesss! Fuck my tight little asshole!"

"I bet you wish you could have Adam's hard dick up your cunt don't you?"

"Mmmm yeah! Please! Fill my fucking holes!"

"You've wanted him for a long time haven't you?"

"God yes! I want it so bad!"

"Sorry baby, but he's mine. But I'll share him with you, if you help us keep it a secret."

"Fucccck yessss! Anything! I'll do anything you want! You can do anything you want to me! Godddd fuck me!"

With that, Eve looked at me. We both knew she might just be saying anything to get fucked, but it was the response we were hoping for, and the rest would come after we were done.

I felt Eve pull Ella up, freeing my shaft from beneath her. Then Eve's hand found my shaft, spreading something cold and gooey all over it. In her other hand I saw a bottle of lube with spermicide written on it. I hadn't stopped to consider whether Ella was on the pill, but it seemed Eve wanted to be cautious either way.

She pressed my sensitive head against Ella's open hole, and then pushed her down. It was a tight fit with the strap on in her ass, but I slipped in easily enough. We fucked her together, one pushing in as the other withdrew. Ella bucked and moaned between us, cumming hard as we fucked her.

She was practically screaming as we filled her holes, and soon I felt the pressure building. "Unnf. I gonna-"

"God yes! Cum inside me! Please fill me up with your cum!" As if that had been all I was waiting for, I exploded inside her. My hot seed poured out like a geyser into her pussy, and I could already feel it overflowing and running down as she pressed down hard on me.

The rest was just a formality now. We had done it. She was ours.

>>23258
Great stuff op

If Ella doesn't fuck her dog soon I'm going to be so disappointed.

That shit's hot I wanna know what happens next !

>>23339
Thanks anon.

I'm sorry to say the story has been on hiatus temporarily. I write it using an app on my phone, and someone decided to play with it and failed my swipe pattern enough times that it erased all my data, including the nearly finished next chapter. So hopefully I'll be able to get it rewritten soon.

I promise neither I, nor the story is dead, and it will be completed.

That it is 2015 and some people are still unable to even set up a backup of a text document puzzles me

>>23347
Oh shit.
Hope you'll be able to rewrite it and have fun doing it. Glad you don't just give up !

>>23348that app didnt save files as text documents and didnt have an option to do so unfortunately. my backups restored most of my stuff, but my story was not restored.

>>23258

Great stuff

OP Please continue; I'm dying, this story is one of my favorites and I think right now it has the best chance of finishing. Any updates would be amazing.

An update will be coming. I recovered my story, and I have been working on it. Right now I'm adjusting to a new phone and trying to find a good writer app for windows phone so that I can continue without a ton of hassle.

>>23384
Been using WPS Office on Android. It's pretty nice imo, and irrc there's a version for Windows phone.

I was using some shitty app that I don't remember then name of, then after my phone was restored I switched to jotterpad x. Now that I have a windows phone, all I can seem to find is the office suite that came on the phone, which is a pain in the ass because I have to scroll all the way down manually, and when I loaded my story from a txt file, its got all these stupid symbols in it

I was using some shitty app that I don't remember then name of, then after my phone was restored I switched to jotterpad x. Now that I have a windows phone, all I can seem to find is the office suite that came on the phone, which is a pain in the ass because I have to scroll all the way down manually, and when I loaded my story from a txt file, its got all these stupid symbols in it

Still waiting for next chapter.
Keep it up OP, don't leave us !

OP plz

>>23393
Pleeeeease op

Hey guys. Sorry, I know its been awhile. It is coming, I've just been really busy with work and it has kinda been stifling the creative juices a bit. Hopefully ill have the next chapter done soon. I've been doing a bit of writing the past couple days. It's just been a but slow.

>>23489
Tight op tight. Like my bung hole

>>23489
I love you OP ! I thought that story was dead and wouldn't have an end ever !

Good luck for the writing, I hope next chapter will come out soon

>>23489
Bae its been like 4 weeks

Fear not, for I am nearly done with the next chapter. It will likely be posted later today after I get out of work!

>>23557
i'm so glad you are still alive. so many unfinished stories here like the lara croft one that's been here for like 5 years now lol

I am indeed alive. The writing certainly hasn't come as quickly and easily as when I first started, mostly due to work. It's tough to motivate yourself to write when all you really feel like doing is kicking back and playing Xbox or something. I promise I will not abandon this story before it's done though. It will have a conclusion.

>>23559
Looking forward to the next chapter!

>>23559
Come on man! Don't leave us hanging! Any idea when the new chapter will be up?

Holy shit. I cant believe how long it's been since my last post. Terribly sorry guys. Honestly things have been a bit nuts for awhile, and I just haven't really had the inspiration to work on this until the past couple days. Every time I started, my ideas just seemed to fall flat. But I think I finally have it figured out. So I hope this chapter was worth the wait. Enjoy anons.




Eve gave Ella one final hard thrust, as if punctuating a sentence, before allowing her rubber phallus to slip free of Ella's ass, and quickly dropping it over her hips and onto the floor. Then as Ella slowly rolled off of me, Eve set to work lazily licking the excess cum from us.

It amazed me what a sexual being Eve had become in such a short time. Though, I suppose she might have been having sex with Ella for some time, seeing it for myself was still new and somewhat incredible. What amazed me more, was how my own sex life had evolved. I had gone from a veritable sexual nonentity, to double penetrating a hot young girl with my sister in just a matter of weeks.

It was almost too much to absorb, and I found myself lost in my own thoughts as Eve climbed up on my other side and began to tenderly kiss my chest. In fact I almost didn't notice when she began to speak.

"So Ella, did you like that?"

Ella turned to face Eve, her soft hand coming to rest on my chest. "Are you serious? That was the fucking hottest fucking thing I have ever fucking seen! I can't believe you guys fucked!"

Unable to contain ourselves, Eve and I both burst out laughing, both at the knowledge of our true relationship, and the expletive laden way Ella had chosen to call attention to it.

Ella, in response smacked me on the chest. "Dude! I'm serious though. I can't believe that just even happened!"

Eve sat up slightly, and suddenly took on an air of seriousness. "Yeah. We need to talk about that." She gently reached over and took Ella's hand.

Before she could begin to speak, Ella jumped in. "Oh! Don't. Worry. I won't tell anyone. I'd look pretty fucked up too."

Eve smiled at her friend, with a patience that was almost maternal. "That's great. We both really appreciate it. That's not what we need to talk about though."

Now Ella sat up, clearly confused. She didnt speak, but waited for Eve to explain what was going on.

Eve took a deep breath and prepared herself. She was obviously nervous, and I gave her a little squeeze of support. After a few moments, she began to talk.

"Ella, I know you've wanted Adam for a long time, and he's been drooling over you since practically the moment he saw you. I also know you like to tease him when I'm not looking, because I've never let you go for it with him. I've always said it would just be too weird for you to be with my brother, and I wouldn't want to have to take sides if it went bad, but there's more to it than that."

Eve hesitated for a moment, as if suddenly unsure of herself. There was no shame, merely a fear of how her friend might react. Despite everything, I knew Eve cared deeply about Ella, and wouldn't want to lose her.

"The truth is, I wanted him too. I always told myself that it was just because he was my big brother and I looked up to him, or that it was just a phase and I would just get over it. Then, when I was in the hospital, I realized that if I didn't at least try and something happed... Well I guess I would have regretted it."

Ella still said nothing. Her expression was unreadable, and in that moment I wished mind reading was a real thing. I couldn't tell whether she was angry, amused, disgusted, or anything else. She simply sat, eyes fixed on Eve, who was clearly becoming more and more nervous.

"So, I guess I started teasing him too. He just never took the bait, until you came over and we put on that show for him. After you left, we talked. A lot. And that's when it really started, although he's still been really hesitant."

Eve stopped talking and looked directly at Ella. I guess she was waiting for some reaction from Ella. Ella however, just sat there, her face a blank canvas.

It seemed like an eternity before Ella finally spoke, and when she did, there was thinly veiled fire in the voice. Still, no hint of that emotion touched her face. "So what's your point exactly? Adam's yours and you gave me a pity fuck before telling me to fuck off?"

Eve drew back as if struck. She clearly hadn't been expecting that sort of response. Still, I could see why Ella thought that was what Eve was saying. In that moment I thought we had blown it, and I dreaded the idea of having to use our contingency plan. After what I had been through, I hated the idea of becoming Linoge myself.

"Babe! No! That's not what I'm saying at all! Ella, you're my best friend. I love you. I want you to be happy. Basically, what I'm saying is, I- no we, want you to be a part of this with us. If you're willing."

Now Ella looked confused. It was the first real expression I had seen from her since Eve began to explain. "So, like, a three way? Isn't that what we just did?"

Eve smiled at Ella. "Yeah, but not just sex. Like all of us, together. Look, Adam and I cant be together publically, and he can only stay single so long before people start to wonder if something is up. So if you and Adam are together publically, it means we all can be secretly without anyone suspecting."
"So you want me to be his fake girlfriend so no one knows you're his real one, and maybe I get to fuck you guys sometimes. I don't know if I want to be used as a cover again."
Laid out bare like that, our idea really didnt seem very fair to Ella, and I found myself feeling bad for her. No one wants to feel used. It didn't really matter that I really was interested in her. In the end, a relationship with her would just be pretending. That's probably why I was shocked by Eve's response.

"No, it's not like that. Well, I mean, it is, but you wouldn't have to be his pretend girlfriend. It can be the real thing. He can text or call you, take you out, hold your hand, kiss you, or whatever. Just, no using the "L" word, and no sex without me, for now at least. That's ok with you, right Adam?"

For the first time during this whole conversation, I realized that I hadn't even really been a part of it. I tended to be more of the quiet, social awkward type, preferring to observe rather than actually participate in social interactions.

Now that I was put on the spot it took me a few seconds to think of what to say. We needed Ella, and despite my misgivings about using her as a cover, I would have to to be with Eve. After what Eve had just said, I felt like being honest was the best way to go.

"Of course. Look Ella, I'm sure you know I've been into you for a long time. I just always thought you were out of my league, and I was scared to make a move. I'd like to think that even if all this hadn't happened, I would have eventually worked up the nerve to ask you out. I don't know. I really would love to get to spend some time with you."

Ella laughed so hard she practically snorted. "Uh huh. Tell the truth, you just want some more of this." She spread her legs and gently ran her fingers over her silky smooth pussy.

Well, she was partly right. I did want more, but I wasn't lying to her either. Ella was more than just some sexual fantasy. In fact, I had liked her since I first met her. She was beautiful, sure, but she was also fun, and funny, and she could be incredibly sweet. Not to mention, she had always been really friendly towards me, and seemed to go out of her way to include me when she came over to hang out with Eve. I just never suspected she might have actually been interested in me in that way.

So, once again, honesty is the best policy. "Of course I do, but I really do like you. I always have. You're really a great person."

I was a bit worried that this admission might upset Eve, but she just smiled, and then leaned over to kiss me gently. Then to my surprise, she pulled Ella in, and guided her to kiss me as well.

Ella's kiss wasn't quite so gentle as Eve's, but before she could get too worked up and decide to fuck me again right there, Eve spoke up. Her tone was much more serious than before. "Ella, there's something else we need to talk about."

Ella pulled back instantly. "Oh my god! You're pregnant!"

Despite her attempt to be serious, it was obvious Eve was barely suppressing a giggle. "No. Ella.... Look. They um.... They sent me the video."

Ella looked confused for a moment, and then her expression turned angry. Really angry. "What the fuck! You ask me to help you and be Adam's girlfriend to cover for you guys and now you tell me this? So, what? If I don't do what you want you'll fucking expose me or something?" She started to rise up, and for a second I was sure she was about to throw a punch.

Seeing Ella so pissed spurred me into a more active role than I had intended. The last thing we needed was for Ella to decide to start a fight, which seemed only seconds away. So I grabbed her, rolled her over onto her back, and pinned her down. Then I leaned down and kissed her. Of course, she didn't really want to be kissed at that moment, but it served the purpose of throwing her off enough to attempt to talk. "Just listen Ella. It's not what you think."

"Adam, let her up." Eve was calm and collected, despite Ella's near violent outburst. With some reservation, I did as she asked. Ella seemed calmer, but there was still rage bubbling beneath the surface.

"Ella, I'm not threatening you. I'm offering to help you. See, I made a virus that can make sure no one else ever sees that video. All you have to do is send it to them, and if they try to do anything with the video other than delete it, their whole system gets fried. I was going to give it to you either way, but I guess I did wait until now so I could use it as a bribe if I had to. Never a threat though." That wasn't exactly true of course. We had discussed using the virus as a bribe, but we had also talked about using the video as a threat if we thought she was going to turn on us.

I was still amazed that Eve had the technical ability to actually code a virus, but she had demonstrated it for me by flashing a virtual drive or something like that. It was a bit beyond what I was familiar with.

Ella's anger faded to a sort of tentative enthusiasm. "Are you serious? You can do that?"

Eve smiled at her. "You bet your ass babe. I made it look like a video, so you can just send it to them as if it's another dirty video, or an apology, or whatever you want. When they try to watch it, it will say the file is corrupted, and will replace the real video with the virus. If they try to send it, upload it, or even watch it, BOOM! Dead computer."

Ella practically threw herself at Eve. There was no more need for talking at that point. Later we would discuss the finer details of everything, but in that moment our love triangle had just begun, and it was time to celebrate.

The lines between our bodies faded, as we became a mass of lips, and tongues, and hands, and flesh. We fucked hard and long, and by the time we were done, we were all exhausted, and finally collapsed together to sleep.

Eve set an alarm so that we could separate before mom got home, and we all lay there together in a heap of naked flesh and drifted off to sleep. The last thing I remember before slumber took me, is noticing the open laptop, pointing toward us, and wishing I had covered it so that smug bastard couldn't watch.

Shortly before mom was due home we all got semi dressed, and I grudgingly returned to my room for a couple more hours of sleep. I missed the feeling of their bodies against mine, and wished I could have stayed in bed with them, but there would be plenty of time for that later.

Around lunch time, mom woke up and came out into the living room. We were all huddled together on the couch watching a movie. Ella and Eve still wore only long t-shirts and panties, and I was just in a pair of men's pj pants, but if mom noticed she didn't say anything.

Eve jumped up as soon as mom came in, and ran over to her. She whispered something in mom's ear and her face lit up. "Oh I'm so happy for you two! I was wondering when you were going to stop stealing glances and go for it."

She came over and hugged both Ella and myself, smiling the whole time. Oddly, it seemed as if she was almost relieved, and I suddenly wondered if she thought I might have been gay or something. Behind mom, I saw Eve flash me a quick wink. Everything was working out perfectly.

Mom settled into the kitchen to make everyone a quick lunch. All the while, she asked us how we finally decided to go out and other little questions. Thankfully we had prepared a story about how Ella had been the one to suggest I take her out. It fit pretty well with my social awkwardness, and Eve filled in any blanks in our story that mom asked about.

It was all turning out to be surprisingly easy. Mom believed it, and soon the few people our own age who we actually associated with would too. We even decided that that night would be our first date together. It was just a movie, but mom made a big deal out of it being "my first date ever," which I guess it really was, if you didn't count meeting up with a girl in the parking lot of a renaissance fair for a quickie. Still, it didnt come with the jitters I had always expected to have when I went on a first date.

I was so excited about everything, that I hadn't even picked up my phone all day, and it was shortly before my date that I finally did. Ella was off in Eve's room getting ready as I waited in the living room. I guess it wasn't a surprise that there were texts waiting.

"That was quite a show! Well done!"

"I know you must be excited, so I'll let it slide that you haven't responded."

As soon as I finished reading them, another popped up.

"Well hi there kiddo. You know, Ella is a real spitfire. Why don't we see what she has in mind for tonight. This time I don't want you to do anything, just let Ella so whatever she wants. Lets see if she can follow the rules :)"

I didn't bother to respond. At this point I figured he was enjoying it all too much to do anything to Eve just because I didnt respond to his text. He would just have to be satisfied knowing I read it. Still, I knew I had to do what he said. I expected Ella would try to push the boundaries, I just hoped she would respect Eve enough not to actually cross them.

When Ella finally emerged from Eve's room, I was surprised how conservatively she was dressed. She wore a loose black skirt that came almost to her knees, and a matching black V-neck t-shirt.
Mom was thrilled, and insisted on taking pictures of us together before she had to rush off to work. It was a bit embarrassing, but I didnt mind too much, and minutes later, mom was gone and it was just the three of us again.

"So Adam, ready to see my real outfit?" Ella hooked her thumbs into the top of her skirt suggestively. Then I understood. That outfit had been a show for mom's benefit. I nodded. "Okay close your eyes.......Okay now."

Opening my eyes again, I was very pleasantly surprised. Her outfit was still black, but now her skirt was much shorter, only coming to about an inch below her ass. In place of the t-shirt was a loose fitting halter top that stopped right around her belly button. She gave a quick twirl, and I became aware that her undergarments were of the flesh variety. It seemed easy access was the name of the game.

"Wow," I said. It wasn't a very articulate response, but it drew a giggle from both girls.

Eve came up to me then and planted a long slow kiss on my lips, letting her hand slide down into my pants and wrap around my quickly hardening shaft. "You guys have fun tonight, okay?" Then she turned to Ella. "And no fucking until you get back. I'm horny too you know."

Ella just grinned wickedly at Eve, and then smacked her ass. "We'll see."

I was tempted to say fuck the movie, and just stay there for another night of debauchery, but I really was excited for the date. So grabbing my keys from the hook by the door, we set out.

To say the drive was interesting would be an understatement. Ella spent most of the time with her legs spread, slowly masturbating and saying things so dirty they would make a porn star blush. She only calmed her teasing when we stopped for fast food before the movie, which she insisted would have tasted so much better with some of my "special sauce."

When we finally reached the theater, she quickly straightened her outfit, and used the mirror to fix her hair, which had gotten a bit mussed while she fingered herself in my car.

As we reached the ticket booth at the theater, I was surprised by her choice. I had fully expected some sappy chick flick that I'd want to kill myself halfway through. However, Ella had other plans, and insisted we buy tickets to some sci-fi horror movie that had actually been out for awhile. So, tickets in hand we made our way into the theater. I offered to buy snacks for us from the concession stand, but Ella said she had brought a snack already, giving a not so subtle glance down towards my groin. I couldn't help smiling at her brazenness.

It only took a moment after actually entering the theater before I understood why Ella had chosen that movie. We were actually a little late, but the theater was still completely empty. She quickly lead me to the back left corner, furthest from the door, where the seats with moveable armrests were, which she immediately lifted when we sat down.

As soon as we sat she leaned back and draped her long smooth legs across my lap, parting her knees slightly and giving me a little peek at her pussy in the dim light. Even barely visible as it was, it was beautiful, and I had an almost irresistible urge to take her right then. After all, fucking in a theater had always been a bit of a fantasy of mine. Still I had made a promise, and I wouldn't break it. So I contented myself letting my hand drift up her silky thighs, stopping just short of the sweet bliss that nestled between them. I could tease too.

We ended up not quite having the whole room to ourselves, as a small group of teenagers came in almost immediately after us, but they settled in near the front, where they would have had to actually get up and walk back towards us to really see us once the lights went down. It was a bit disappointing in a way, but at the same time seemed to heighten the taboo of the situation. In fact, as they were sitting down the one girl among the small group looked up at us, actually making eye contact with me. It was at that moment that I let my hand slide all the way up and rub against Ella's sweet slit. She squirmed slightly and let out a soft groan.

The girl's eyes widened slightly, and I saw her bite her lip and give a quick glance at her companions and then back up at us, before finally turning to sit with an expression that seemed almost grudging.

Her three male companions seemed totally engrossed in their phones, and never seemed to notice as she turned to glance at us frequently in the dim light of the pre-movie commercials, and it was during one of those glances that Ella noticed. She grinned as she looked back at me, and pulled herself up to lock me into a kiss that was filled with an unbelievable level of passion. I had never really thought of myself as much of an exhibitionist, but knowing someone knew what we were doing, and more, that the watcher really seemed interested turned me on. It was actually a bit of a disappointment when the trailers began and the lights dropped, though I still thought I saw her trying to catch glimpses of us.

Although I had been interested in seeing the movie when I first saw the trailers, it didnt interest me nearly as much as Ella. So naturally I didnt mind that she seemed totally uninterested in watching it at all.

To my surprise, it seemed the group of teens with little miss curious weren't all that into it either. "Fuck yeah bro. He's here, let's roll." One of them practically shouted.

"Ahhhh shiit," one of the others jumped up high giving the first guy. "Let's. Go get fuuuuucked uppp."

They all started to get up and leave the theater, except for the girl. "Yo Sarah, you coming?"

She just sat there staring at them. "Are you fucking serious Brad? I thought you were taking me out to a movie, then your friends show up, and now you want to go to a party? No I'm not coming. I'm going to watch the fucking movie, and then I'm going home, and you can lose my number."

Brad looked like he had just been slapped. "Whatever bitch. You're a shit lay anyway." She flipped them off as they walked away, and as soon as they left the room Ella burst into a fit of hysterical laughter.

Sarah however didn't seem at all amused, and despite her earlier curiosity, didn't turn back towards us. "I'm gonna go talk to her, wait here," Ella announced and quickly hopped up out of her seat, giving me a quick kiss before trotting off down the aisle to the front of the theater.

I watched as she plopped herself down beside the fuming girl, and half expected to see some sort of fight break out. Instead, after a couple minutes of talking I couldn't make out over the start of the movie, Ella leaned over and pulled the girl into a hug. Moments later Ella was leading her towards me by the hand, with a broad grin I could just barely make out by the light of the screen.

I could also see now that Sarah was actually pretty hot. She was probably about Eve's height with a lithe swimmers physique. Like Ella, she was wearing a short skirt, though not quite as short. It actually had probably a couple inches more fabric, and hers was white. Still it did a good job showing off her legs, which were nicely toned despite her slender frame.

Above the skirt she wore a tight T-shirt which may have also been white, or maybe pale blue. It was hard to tell in the dim light, but I could tell it was one of those with such thin fabric as to make it constantly a bit see through, and I could just barely make out the edges of her lacy white bra beneath as she got closer.

Her tits themselves were tiny, probably only a very small b cup at most, but they fit her body beautifully, and I liked the way her long, straight blonde hair brushed across them as she made her way up towards me. She was legitimately beautiful, and if I wasn't already involved with two girls, she would have certainly been the type of girl I would go for.

"Adam, this is Sarah. Her douchebag boyfriend just ditched her, so I thought I'd invite her to sit with us. You dont mind do you?" The truth was I did a little, as even though she had seemed curious, I doubted we would be able to really have too much fun with her sitting beside us. Still I was never one to be rude.

"Fine with me. Hi Sarah. Sorry about your boyfriend."

She smiled at me as Ella retook her seat, and then plopped herself down on my other side. "It's fine, I was going to dump him tonight anyway. He's got a tiny cock and I don't think he's ever even heard the word clit."

That shocked me a bit, and I literally had no idea what to say. "Uhh...sorry?"

She laughed. "It's cool. Soooo, you're really hot and Ella said you've got a big cock, and that you wouldn't mind me watching her play with it?"

"Whoa. Um. Ella?" I stammered, turning to her. She was busily texting away on her phone, but looked up as I spoke and I mouthed Eve's name at her. She just grinned at me, and leaned over, snapping a picture of Sarah with her phone, and then went back to texting.

I looked back and forth between Sarah and Ella. "Shit, um. That sounds great, but-"

"Shut it Adam, it's fine." She held up her phone to me, showing me she had been texting Eve. I was surprised at how quick she had told Eve what had happened, and even more surprised to see that Eve was totally fine with it. She even said that Sarah could join in, as long as we didn't have sex.

She took her phone back, and sat upright, dragging me into a kiss. "That's so fucking hot." Sarah half whispered biting her lip and gently massaging her tits as she watched us make out.

Ella grinned at her as she pulled out of our kiss. "So, Sarah. Do you wanna watch orrrr." She let the sentence trail off, and instead ran her fingertips up the girl's thigh, which elicited a shiver from her.

"Oh god. Seriously? I'd fucking love to." She quickly threw up the armrest between us and scooted up against me. "You guys are both gorgeous, and I got so turned on by what you were doing before." She leaned in as if she were about to kiss one of us, though I'm not sure which, but Ella put out a hand and stopped her as she looked at her phone again.

"Okay, first, you need to know something."

Sarah suddenly drew back as if she were afraid Ella was about to admit to having herpes. Ella half giggled, waving her hand as if to shoo away the girl's first thoughts.

"Oh god, no! It's nothing like AIDS or that I have a dick or anything." Sarah seemed to relax a bit at that, but wore a bit of a puzzled look. "But, if you want to join, you need to know, I share Adam with my best friend."

Sarah's eyes shot wide, but it seemed to be more out of genuine interest than anything negative. "Oh fuck! And that works? Is she here too?"

Ella got serious then. "No she's not, and it works for us because we all trust each other. But if you want to join in, we need to trust you to. So if you do you've got to have a really open mind about what I tell you next okay, and you can't tell anyone about any of this. If that doesn't sound like something you can do, then you can still watch, but we can't let you join in"

"Oh my godddd. Yes! This is getting me really fucking hot. I don't care what it is. I want in." I'm normally a pretty good judge of character, and although I didn't know Sarah, and was a bit shocked by her openness, she seemed genuine. Still I wasn't sure telling her our secret was a good idea, and I gave Ella a questioning look.

She ignored it and continued talking to Sarah. "My best friend, and our other lover, is Adam's sister." And there it was. They way she laid it out so bluntly, as if daring Sarah to object shocked me, and for a moment I though she would do just that.

Instead, her hand moved down and into her skirt as if of its own accord, and she half moaned a response. "Ohhhh shiiit. That is so fucking dirty. I fucking love it." Her eyes were closed, as if she were trying to picture what Ella had just told her, and I could see her hand working down below.

Personally, I found it ridiculously hard to believe that a random girl of about my age could be so easy going about my situation, and almost harder to believe that Eve was okay with it. So i found myself wondering if it was all one of Linoge's schemes. Still Ella seemed comfortable, and Sarah seemed very comfortable, so I did my best to relax and just let go of my worry. All my fantasies seemed to be coming true lately, and even if things were going to go bad, I thought I might as well enjoy it while I could.

It was actually kind of funny to me how much my life was starting to feel like some harem anime. All the aspects were there. There was a villain, the sweet girl who really loved me, the sultry temptress, and now the blonde bombshell who just had to get in on it. Only instead of competing, they all seemed content with sharing me. Also, I didn't spout a nosebleed or pass out at every sexual advance.

Still laughing inwardly at the absurdity of it all, I reached out to Sarah. It was a light touch at first, and I ran my fingers up her thigh much as I had with Ella before. She shuddered at the contact, and before I knew what was happening, she had lifted herself up and was feverishly removing her panties, which like her bra were white and lacy.

Now that we were alone in the theater, I really started to wish we had chosen a different movie. Although it was great that we were alone, a monster movie that takes place almost entirely at night made it pretty hard to properly appreciate the visual delights of either Ella or Sarah's bodies. Still it would be handy in case a stray moviegoer or employee happened to pop in, so I tried not to be too down about it.

At least I could somewhat see as her panties came off and she spread her legs wide, revealing a gorgeous pussy with puffy outer lips that seemed to signal she was nowhere near as experienced as her seemingly ravenous sexual appetite made her seem.

Personally I considered that a good thing. I've never been the type of guy who bought into the idea that guys were supposed to be promiscuous while girls were supposed to be pure, and I've always thought that it was great for a girl to be open about and proud of her sexuality. Still, a part of me wasn't big on the idea of being with a girl who had been around every block in the state, especially since all my experience came from three girls.

None of those thoughts really occurred to me at the time however, as she grabbed me and pulled me in to start making out like her life depended on it. She must have been stupid horny, as I could actually hear the squishing sound of her fingers plowing into her soaking wet pussy. I must admit, I wasn't far behind her, especially when I felt Ella's arms encircling me from behind and her soft lips on the side of my neck. One of her hands slipped under my shirt, and she gently ran her nails across my chest which caused my flesh to break out into goosebumps. Her other found its way into my pants, and within moments had pulled out my cock, which was so hard it was almost trembling.

"Oh fuck!" Sarah half moaned as Ella pulled me back and she first caught sight of my now exposed shaft. "I need that inside me so bad!"

Ella wagged her finger at Sarah. "Sorry, no sex. At least not here. I'm not even allowed to."

"Awwww, but I've never had one that big before, and it looks sooooo good."

Ella stroked me slowly, pointing the head of my dick right at Sarah. "Well, why don't you consider this an audition. If we really like you, then maybe you can come with us later and meet Eve and we can all get fucked."

Ella didn't wait for a response, but instead spun me around and pushed me back into my seat. Then, dragging Sarah out of hers she knelt down in front of me and directed Sarah to do the same. Having two beautiful girls on their knees in front of you is a sight that could never get old, especially when your cock is sticking up between their faces, and you know the pleasure that is only moments away.

Sarah's mouth found its way around my dick first, at Ella's not quite gentle suggestion. She practically shoved the girl onto my dick so hard I bottomed out in her throat. Still, Sarah didnt seem to mind, and I started to think she might be a bit of a submissive.

As Sarah sucked, Ella took the opportunity to reach into her shirt and unclasp her bra, and then remove it all without Sarah's mouth ever leaving my dick. "Hmm, small but nice. We can work with that." Ella said as she roughly squeezed Sarah's tits that were now completely uncovered, and then dragged her up to lock her into a passionate kiss. I had to agree.

They were maybe slightly bigger than I had first suspected, but definitely in the small b range. I didnt mind that. Size was never a big deal to me, and they really did look nice with her little barely there nipples. In fact, I found i really wanted to suck on them.

So, I decided I would do just that. It wasn't normally like me to be quite so aggressive, but since it seemed like she liked it, I grabbed her and pulled her up on top of me, and immediately sucked one of her tiny nipples into my mouth.

"Oh fuuuuuck. God I want to fuck you so bad right now." She moaned and wrapped her arms around my head as I sucked on and teased her nipple with my tongue, and I could feel her shifting her hips, trying to get my dick to find her hole. I have to admit I was tempted to let her.

Instead I reached down and positioned my dick so the underside of my shaft was pressed against her pussy, then grabbing her ass, I began to make her grind on me, much the way that Ella had done with me before.
"Good boy Adam." I heard Ella say as I felt her hands roaming over both mine and Sarah's bodies. It was nice, but I had a better idea. I reached out and laced my fingers into the back of her hair, and then began to guide her head down to where Sarah's pussy was grinding against my dick, totally without me guiding her anymore.

Ella got the idea immediately, and seconds later I felt her tongue against my balls, then sliding up along my shaft, and then it was gone "Oh fuck! Yeah lick me. Lick my tight little ass!" Sarah was going nuts on top of me, grinding like she was going to die if she slowed down. To be honest if she didn't soon, then both of us would likely be wearing my cum out of the theater.

Although I sort of liked the idea of splattering her, or maybe both of them with cum, and then having them walk out without cleaning it up, it turned out it wasn't to be. Moments later Sarah began to shudder violently and buck against me erratically.

She locked her lips onto mine and shoved her tongue into my mouth as her orgasm took her, and by the way she moaned, I suspected my mouth was the only thing keeping her from screaming.

When her convulsions finally died down she collapsed against me, almost gasping for breath, but still lightly rocking her hips as if to try to eek out any last remnants of her orgasm that might not have been released. Meanwhile, I could feel Ella lapping up the juices that were now soaking my balls and the bottom of my shaft.

"Mm yummy. My turn." Sarah however seemed to be in a daze and made no attempt at all to move. That is, until Ella stood up, pulled her back by the hair, and began to kiss her while wrapping one hand around her throat. This caused Sarah to start grinding harder again, and I suspected she really did like it rough.

"Uh uh. Its my turn, you already came all over his cock, now I want to."

Sarah let out a disappointed groan, but obliged, shakily getting to her feet and stepping back. I expected Ella to take up the same position, but instead she turned around and began to rub her ass against my dick. "Mmm that feel good baby?" She asked.

"Oh yeh. I love that ass." To prove my point I gave it a little slap and a squeeze, which made her gasp a little.

"Mmm. Don't you wish you could just stick your big hard dick in it right now? Better not tire yourself out. You might just have six holes tonight to fuck instead of four."

My dick pulsed as she talked. The idea of fucking all three girls, both in their pussies and their asses was erotic beyond belief. Still, I had no idea If Sarah would let me, or even Eve for that matter. That really wasn't something we had discussed.

As if reading my mind Ella spoke up. "Sarah, you'll let Adam stick his big cock up your ass wont you?"

Sarah had returned to fingering her pussy, and her other hand had begun massaging my balls between Ella's legs. "Oh god yes. Anything. You can fuck all my holes any way you want. Ive only ever had Brad's little prick and I want yours so bad!"

That actually surprised me. I didnt really take her for only having been with one person, considering how open she had been with us so far. Still, that was too good an offer to turn down.

"Mmm good. We have a couple strap-ons at home, so we can all fuck each other really good." Then leaning back and whispering in my ear, "and Eve wants us to use one on her tonight like you did with me."

That sent another surge through my dick which elicited an "Mmm" from Ella. "Now why don't you suck his cock while he finger fucks me."

Ella leaned back against me and pulled down the armrests on either side of me, and then threw her legs over them, spreading them wide open. Then she lifted herself up lightly, causing my dick to spring free, and almost shoot right into her pussy. "Oh wow, looks like someone has a mind of his own! Rub this pussy baby. It's all yours."

I didnt need any more instruction, and it seemed neither did Sarah, as her mouth engulfed my dick almost as soon as it was free. She gagged slightly at first, as she shoved it down as far into her throat as she could. It was impressive actually as she made it almost all the way to the base on her first attempt. But she wasn't content with almost and kept trying until, after a few more up and down motions, I felt it bottom out, and her tongue stretch out and begin to lick my balls.

"Oh wow, you're good" Ella said watching as our new friend swallowed me whole.

It was actually hard to focus with that level of stimulation, but I managed to find Ella's clit and start massaging it. With my other hand I pulled out one of her tits and began teasing the nipple which became instantly hard.

I remembered Ella telling me she liked clit stimulation best, so I didnt bother plunging my fingers into her the way Sarah had been doing to herself, and instead focused on circling my fingertips around her clit. She meanwhile, had locked one hand into Sarah's hair, and was forcing the girl's head up and down so that I was basically throatfucking her. She didn't seem to mind at all.

"Don't-uff blow in her-uhhh mouth Adam." Ella, whispered to me between moans, while pulling her shirt up. "I want you-oh fuck to shoot it right over my-ohhhhhh my pussy. Then I can- oh my fucking god Adam!" She didn't manage to finish her sentence as an orgasm took her and she began to moan loudly, pushing Sarah down hard on me as she did.

I was actually worried she might hurt her for a second, until I heard the sound of her fingers pounding furiously into her pussy, and then a loud groan as she started to cum again. That did it for me too. "Oh shit. I'm gonna-"

Before I could even finish, Ella yanked Sarah's head up with one hand, and began stroking me hard and fast with the other. Within seconds the pressure built to its breaking point, and I felt a surge like an explosion shoot through my cock.

The cum gushed out, shooting all the way up to land between her tits and leaving a long gooey string going straight down all the way to her pussy. a couple more spurts followed, each landing a couple inches lower than the last. After that a couple more small spurts landed right above her clit, and a but dribbled out onto her hand.

"Oh fuck that's so hot." Sarah moaned, and without Ella even telling her to, she leaned forward and first sucked the last of the cum from my cock, before going to work licking Ella clean. She didn't seem the least bit squeamish about the taste of cum, rather she seemed to love it.

Ella meanwhile let her legs down off the armrests and started to lick off what had ended up on her own hand, enjoying the feel of Sarah's tongue lapping the jizz from her body and paying special attention to what had slid down onto her pussy. "Mmm good girl. I think you pass. So Adam, what do you think? Should we take her home to meet Eve?"

I looked down at the blonde bombshell on her knees in front of me, sweet little cumslut that she was. She smiled up at me. She really did seem to be a sweet girl beneath all the horniness, and for a second, I really felt bad about bringing her into our sordid situation. I even wondered what might happen when Linoge found out, if he hadn't already.

Still, we had basically promised she could have sex with me, and I didn't want to send her home to think about how she had lost a boyfriend, or to feel rejected by us.

"Yeah. Let's go." The movie was only half over, but who gives a shit? We had better things to do

That update was well worth the wait. Is Adam going to accumulate more girls into his self proclaimed not-a-harem-story life?

Probably not. This story is almost done. I hadn't planned Sarah actually, but then as I was editing what I had already written, and began to continue the story, there she was, sitting in the theater.

oh wow i thought this story was dead. Keep the updates coming plz.

The comment above ^^^ is also me. I might have spoken too soon.

>>24031
Shit. When the fuck will this finish? I read the entire thing in one day, and checked the dates. Now I'm worried it's going to be another year or more before you're done. Fuck.

Soli for the love of god FINISH THE STORY

Wow guys. I cant believe its been almost 2 years since I started this story. Honestly, I expected it to be much shorter, and to be finished a long time ago. However, I'm pleased to report, that I have licked it back up, and have been busily writing, and I almost have a chapter ready to go up. Not only that, but this chapter will finally bring into play the identity of linoge.

Its been a long time coming, but the story is swiftly drawing to its conclusion.

Ok guys. I know its been quite awhile, vut here, finally, is the next chapter. I decided to hold off the part about linoge until the next, as I had a new idea for how to do it, but I guarantee that the next chapter will be quite revealing. By the way, sorry about the weird way the punctuation in quotes changes at one part of this story. My writing app has decided to insist that I use the UK method of punctuating quotations.



It was pretty quiet in the lobby of the theater as our movie had been starting pretty late, and there were only a couple still scheduled for the night. Still, I couldn't help enjoying the looks I received from the few patrons and employees who caught sight of me walking out with a girl on each arm. Especially considering that more than a passing glance at them would make it pretty clear that we had been up to no good.

Sarah had neglected to put her undergarments back on, and instead stuffed her bra into her purse and her underwear into my pocket. A souvenir as she put it. In the light of the lobby, I could see that her shirt was indeed a pale blue, and if you got within a few feet of her, it wasn't hard to make out her nipples beneath the sheer fabric. The increased light also finally afforded me the chance to get a better look at her features.

The first thing I noticed was that her hair, which I had initially thought to be totally straight, actually was very slightly wavy and fell to just beneath her breasts. She had thrown a bit of it over each shoulder, I assumed to preserve a bit of modesty on the walk out, since it obscured her beautifully perky breasts just enough that you couldn't tell they were bare under her shirt from a distance.

Next was her eyes. They were a beautiful shade of blue, which almost perfectly matched her shirt. The blue eyes and blonde hair really gave her that all American girl look, and I wondered if she ever spent any time as a cheerleader. Looking at her you would never suspect the kind of raw sexuality beneath the surface, and she sort of reminded me of Elisha Cuthbert in the girl next door, both in the way she looked, and her overall persona. That was fine with me. I had jerked off to her more than any other actress I could think of.

It felt good strolling through that lobby with the girls, knowing the envy that every guy who saw us must have been feeling. Especially as we walked out the door and caught sight of the guys who Sarah had been with before.

They saw us almost immediately. "Yo! Sarah what the fuck?" It must have been Brad who called out, and he almost immediately began walking towards us at a pretty fast clip.

Sarah didn't even bother to look at him. "I told you to fuck off Brad. And I wouldn't fuck with us. Adam does MMA, and he will seriously kick the shit out of you."

That was a total lie. I was in good shape, and until recently had worked out pretty often, but I had never been in a real fight in my life. If it had come down to it, I felt like I could probably take the guy one on one as he was a short scrawny little guy. Still, I wasn't sure I wanted to test it.

Apparently he didn't want to find out whether it was true, and immediately slowed down, opting to try to talk to her from a distance rather than muscle her away from me. "Sarah, baby. I'm sorry. Just stop and talk to me."

Sarah stopped, though by her expression, I guessed that forgiving him wasn't really on her agenda for the night. Still she turned to face him. "What Brad? You want to beg me to forgive you and tell me how this will never happen again? I've heard it over and over. We're done!"

Brad approached her, and I could tell by the shift in his tone that he thought he was going to win, despite what Sarah had just said. "Come on baby. I just thought we could have a little fun. You know, get a little crazy with my boys. They heard how you get when you drink, and I thought we could.... you know"

Sarah actually laughed. "Oh so you just wanted to get me drunk and have a little gang bang with your buddies right? "

"Ahh, come on baby-" He reached out and touched her arm as he spoke. That turned out to be a mistake. Before he could say another word, Sarah slammed her knee into his groin, hard, and he just crumpled.

As he lay there moaning and grasping his balls on the ground, Sarah squatted down right in front of his face. "Take a good look Brad, because you are never going to see this pussy again. I'm going to go be Adam's now, and do every single dirty thing he can think of. Then, when we're done, im going to get down on my knees and beg him for more."

Sarah stood and started to walk away, and I almost felt sorry for the guy, until he decided to open his dumb fucking mouth again. "Fuck you bitch! You can't walk away from me. You know you'll come back, and I'll remember this shit you little whore!"

Sarah stopped again. Then looked directly at me and smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile. Rather, it was the smile of a person who was about to totally ruin someone's day and was totally thrilled about it.

She turned around and squatted in front of him again. "You know what Brad. You're right. I cant just leave you like this. You know that thing you always begged me for?" Brad opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say a word, a stream of piss hit him right in the face.

He choked and sputtered as she unleashed on him, trying to move away, but still in too much pain. When she finished, Sarah reached into her purse, pulled out a tissue, wiped, and shoved it into his mouth. Then as she stood, she kicked him hard, right in the ribs. "Enjoy motherfucker."

Ella and I stood there in shock as she turned around and ran back over to us with a look of pure joy on her face. Together, we all ran to my car and jumped in, and the last we saw of Brad in the rear view mirror was him lying on the ground with all his buddies crowded around him.

Ella turned around and looked at Sarah as we drove off. "Holy shit. That was fucking intense. Remind me never to piss you off."

In the mirror I saw Sarah grin widely. "Yeah, unless you want to get pissed on."

There was silence for a couple seconds, before we all burst into laughter so hard that I nearly swerved into another lane of traffic. Ella immediately pulled out her phone and called Eve.

She spent the next fifteen minutes or so telling Eve everything that had happened that night. "Oh wow, she seriously peed on him. That's nuts. I really want to meet her. Is she coming back with you?"

Ella turned and looked in the back at Sarah. "I think so. You are right Sarah?"

Sarah leaned forward, grabbed Ella and proceeded to shove her tongue into her mouth. While they made out, I heard Eve's voice through the phone. "Um, hello?"

Ella held up the phone, but Sarah didn't seem interested in breaking the kiss, so I took it from her hand. "Hey Evie. They're kinda making out, so I think that's a yes."

Eve laughed. "Good she sounds like a lot of fun."

"Yeah, I think so too. I wish you came with us though."

"I know my love, I miss you too. So hurry up and come home so I can have some of that big dick for myself."

"Okay, we're like twenty minutes away, so I'll see you soon. I love you Eve."

"I love you too. Bye." With that I hung up the phone, and moments later the girls broke their kiss.

"Sorry, I'm super horny right now and you just looked so fucking kissable." Sarah then turned to look at me. "So do you, but I wouldn't want you crashing the car before I get to have you inside me."

She leaned back in her seat, and as if to further make her point, began massaging her pussy. "Sooooo, you and Eve, are you really...?" She let the sentence trail off, but I knew what she was asking.

"Yes. We are. Does that bother you?"

She closed her eyes and continued slowly masturbating. "Uh uh. Tell me about it. Please." So I began to tell the story, leaving out some of the nastier bits, and totally avoiding Linoge of course. She didn't speak the entire time, content to just listen. After a couple minutes, Ella reached over and took my hand and pulled it down between her thighs, and I gently fingered her as I spoke. For awhile, the only sound in the car was my voice, and the soft moans of the two beautiful girls riding along.

I don't think either girl noticed as we pulled into the driveway right as I was finishing the story. In fact neither even opened their eyes until I stopped the car. Finally Sarah spoke. "I don't care what anyone thinks. That's really romantic. Eve sounds like an amazing girl. I cant wait to meet her.

I pulled my hand from between Ella's thighs to turn off the car and unbuckle my seatbelt, and she turned around and leaned between the seats and gave Sarah a quick kiss. "Well, you're about to. Just follow us." With that we all got out and made our way inside.

When I opened the door, everything was dark, and for a moment I started to panic. I was sure something terrible had happened.
"Eve! Evie where are you?" I called out, terrified that Linoge had done something to her before I could get back. There was no response. "EVE!" I practically yelled.

Then Ella's phone rang. "Hey babe, where are you.........uh huh. Okay got it." She hung up and then turned to me. "She said for you to go get undressed and then to meet us in your mom's bathroom. Oh, and to turn on your damn ringer."

I had forgotten that I had turned off my ringer for the movie, and immediately pulled out my phone. My heart was racing as I pulled it out and saw a missed text from Eve, telling me to send the girls in while I got undressed, and that she had left a present for me in my bedroom.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief as Ella took Sarah's hand and led her away. Of course that relief turned to annoyance when I saw a text from linoge as well.

"Well well well. Looks like Ella is a better friend than I thought. And that Sarah, wow. You're becoming quite the ladies man Adam."

I stuffed the phone back in my pocket, and made my way into my bedroom. There on the bed was Eve's gift, or gifts to be more precise. I was actually pretty surprised at what I saw.

There was a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, four leather cuffs with buckles and a metal loop, four short lengths of black rope, one of those buttplugs with the fake jewel on the end, a candle and lighter, a vibrator, a blindfold, and a leather paddle. Lying in the middle of it all was a note. I picked it up and read it.

Adam,
I love you so much. You're my reason for getting up in the mornings. I wish so much that we could be open about us. I want you to know that I will always be yours, and that anything you ask of me I will do happily. I am yours mind body and spirit, and tonight I want to make my body yours to play with any way you choose. These toys are for you to use on me and Ella("and Sarah?" written in above) any way you like. Have fun and don't hold back baby. I love you.
Yours always,
Eve

No sooner had I finished reading, than I received another text. "Oh my what a gift. Seems like they want it rough. Why don't you really let the beast out tonight. See how rough they really like it. Don't let me down. BZZT!"

My hands shook, as I attempted to respond. I didn't want to hurt any of the girls, least of all Eve. Try as I might, I couldn't think of anything to say other than that I was going to kill him when I found him. I decided to leave it. I was pretty sure he knew what I was thinking.

I stuck my phone back in my pocket, then stripped off my clothes, intentionally leaving my phone behind. I may have had to do what he said, but I wasn't going to bring him along. I tossed my clothes aside, "accidentally" landing my shirt over my laptop, and made my way to the bathroom.

As I entered, I understood exactly what was going on. Mom had fallen in love with this place as soon as she saw it for one reason. It had a huge jacuzzi style bathtub, and the girls seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.

They giggled as I entered, my cock swinging freely as I made my way towards them. "Mmm yummy." Sarah said from beneath Ella who had been straddling her and kissing her neck.

Eve sat across from them, seemingly content to just watch for the moment. "Adam be a dear and refill my glass would you please." She held out an empty wine glass towards me, and I saw that there were two full glasses, and two bottles and an additional empty glass sitting beside the tub.

"Mom is going to be pissed you got into her wine." I said, though I still picked up the open bottle and poured some into her glass.

Eve laughed. "Sweetie, who do you think bought it for us. She brought it after you left. Said it was to celebrate your first girlfriend.".

I shook my head. "Oh geeze mom." Honestly I wasn't that surprised. Mom was ok with us having a little wine as long as we were home. Still I never expected her to buy us a bottle, much less two. To be honest though, a little liquid courage was just what I needed for what was likely to come.

"Just take it easy. Don't get whiskey dick or we are all going to be very disappointed." Ella chimed in.

I poured myself a glass, likely the only one I would drink as I never much cared for wine in the first place. "Don't worry, I'm only having a little." With that I climbed in beside Eve, who almost instantly wrapped her arms around me and began to kiss me.

"Mmm, I missed you." She said after finally breaking the kiss. "Do you like your presents? I've always kinda wanted to try bdsm." Sarah moaned her approval, as Ella sucked one of her nipples into her mouth.

"Yeah, but how did you get all that?"

Eve smiled. "Amazon gift card. I think I like this girl. She seems fun."

"Sarah? Yeah me too." As I spoke, Ella climbed off of Sarah and came over and stretched herself out across Eve and I. Sarah meanwhile scooted over next to me.

Ella laid her head down on my chest and then picked up her glass of wine and took a sip. "You should have seen the way she sucked his cock. I mean all the way down her throat without even slowing down. She might even be better than me."

Sarah grinned, sipping at her own glass of wine. "Brad always liked watching me suck. He bought a bunch of really big dildos and wanted me to deep throat them while we fucked. Honestly that was more fun than actually having sex with him. I mean seriously." She wiggled her little finger to demonstrate her point.

Eve laughed. "Well you won't feel that way with Adam's cock inside you." She reached down and gave me a little squeeze as she spoke. "He definitely isn't small."

"Oh god I know. I wanted to fuck him so bad in the theater. Like you have no idea. But are you sure it's ok? I mean he's your man, and I don't want to, like, do anything that's going to make any of you not like me."

Eve took a sip of her wine. "Yeah, it's fine. I want to play with you too. I just feel like what we all do together is for fun, and what we do when its just the two of us, well, that's for love, you know?" Sarah nodded. "Just don't try to go behind anyone's back, and for now accept that I'm the only one who gets him one on one, and we'll be just fine."

"I can handle that." Sarah said, and then emptied her glass. "I think I need a little more wine though."

A little more wine turned out to be a bit of an understatement, as over the next half hour, the girls polished off both bottles. I only ever had that one glass. Thankfully, mom had the foresight to buy the weakest wine she could find, so while the girls all got rather tipsy, none of them seemed drunk enough to end up spending the rest of the night leaning over the toilet.

Overall, the bath turned out to be a great idea, and even though we were all naked, and there was a good deal of touching and kissing, it wasn't really all that sexual. Ella and Sarah traded horror stories about their exes, Sarah asked to see Eve's scar and then for some inexplicable reason, decided to kiss it. They even goaded me into telling them how I lost my virginity, as embarrassing as it was.

Finally, once the bottles were empty and we were all thoroughly pruny, Eve turned off the jets and opened the drain suggesting we take the party to my room. So we all got out and grabbed towels. Of course, it made no sense to dry ourselves at that point, and instead ended up drying each other, which quickly degenerated into fondling and making out more than actual drying.

With that done, Ella led Sarah off to my room while Eve gathered up the towels and clothes, and I cleared away the bottles and made my way to the kitchen to put the glasses in the dishwasher. When I turned around, Eve was standing in the doorway behind me.

"I really do love you you know." She said, throwing her arms around my neck when I approached her.

"I love you too Evie. You know I dont need all this right? I'm happy with just you."

"I know." She said, and then kissed me gently. "I know you would be with just me and never complain. It's just the kind of guy you are. I also know that no matter how loyal a person is, they cant stop themselves from being attracted to other people, or wanting them. Honestly, I've never really met another guy I had any interest in, but since I started experimenting with Ella, I've found myself really interested in girls. So, I want to play with girls, and so do you, and if we do it together, no one ever has to get hurt. So that seems pretty good to me. Plus it's a lot of fun.". She gave me a grin that was both sheepish and mischievous.

"Yeah, I guess so. I just wanted you to know. All I need is you." With that I kissed her, and we both made our way to my bedroom to find the other girls.

As we entered my room, we spotted Ella and Sarah, clearly not content to just wait, busily attaching the cuffs and ropes to each of the bedposts. They were both still naked, and I couldn't help smiling a little while watching them scurry around, sometimes crawling on hands and knees on the bed as they worked.

I hung back by the doorway for the moment, enjoying the visual feast before my eyes, as Eve giggled and went to join their efforts. The three of them truly were a sight to behold. There was the tall Latin seductress with legs for days, the petite all American girl next door, and finally the firecracker redhead blossoming from sweet and innocent, and into a genuine sexual entity.

I was living a fantasy life, and I knew it. No one gets to be that lucky, and deep down in the pit of my stomach, was always this gnawing dread that sooner or later, the curtain would be pulled back, and the fantasy would be over.

I hated that fear. Even in moments where I should have been happy beyond all measure, it kept me from fully enjoying it. I wanted to let go, to just be with Eve, and Ella, and maybe even Sarah, but I knew that when that curtain was pulled back, he would be standing there. The architect of both my happiness and my dread.

He had pushed me to places I never would have gone on my own, and if things were different, if he had done it to help instead of for his own sick enjoyment, I probably would have been grateful. Still, Linoge wasn't my friend. He didn't care about me, or Eve. We were just a game to him. A game that I intended to make sure he lost.

I'm not sure how long I stood there staring, lost in thought, before I was snapped to attention, by the three giggling, half drunk girls dragging me towards the bed. They quickly shoved me down on it, and wasted no time buckling my arms and legs into the leather cuffs.

"Heyyyyy. I thought I was supposed to be tying you up", I complained playfully. I was actually a bit pleased, since I couldn't very well follow Linoge's suggestion if I was tied down. It felt good to disappoint him.

"Wait your turn stud" Sarah purred, leaning down to nibble my neck and run her hand over my chest.

"First we need to loosen up a bit more with a little game" Ella chimed in, pulling out what appeared to be a bottle of Tequila.
"What th- Where the hell did you get that"? I asked. Ella just put a finger to my lips to shush me.

"Okay. Rules. One. Adam gets blindfolded. Two. We take turns doing something naughty with him. Three. He has to guess who it was. Five. If he gets it right, that girl takes a shot. Everyone got it?
"You skipped four", Sarah chimed in, laughing so hard she could have snorted. She was clearly a bit drunk already.

"Um, I dont know if more alcohol is a good idea. I mean-" Ella put her finger back on my lips.

"Shhhhhhh. It's a great fucking idea. Relaxxxxx. Ok. Here we go". Ella quickly pulled the blindfold over my eyes. "Can you see anything"?

"Uhh. No. Look I-". Before I could finish my sentence, soft lips met mine. The kiss was soft and delicate, but passionate at the same time. The feeling was unmistakable. It was my Eve.

The kiss was wonderful, but far too short, and as she pulled back, I desperately wished my hands were free so that I could stop her. She set my very soul on fire.

"Okay oo wus it mate"? One of the girls asked in a phony British or Australian accent. It was horrible, and all the girls burst out laughing at it.

I wondered for a second if I should get it wrong on purpose, so Eve didnt end up plastered, but I didn't know what would happen if I got it wrong, and I figured a shot or two couldn't be too bad. "Evie", I announced confidently.

"Woooohoooo", Ella practically yelled. "Shot time babes..... Holy shit dude. You're a fucking pro, girl. Ok. Next."

The next girl was as easy to figure out as Eve. I knew within seconds of my cock entering her mouth that it must be Sarah. I didnt have much experience with her obviously, and both Eve and Ella were capable of deepthroating, but not as quickly and effortlessly as I was now sliding down the throat I was in. She definitely had skill when it came to giving head

"Hey there Sarah", I said grinning broadly.

Her mouth immediately popped off my dick. "Awww how did you know"?

Eve answered before I could. "Because you should join the fucking circus. Jesus how do you swallow his cock that easy"? Sarah just giggled in response, then made a "blegh" sound as she took her shot.

The game progressed for a couple more rounds. First Eve settled her pussy over my mouth, and as if I wouldn't have known otherwise, her little tuft of fiery pubes gave her away. Next was Ella who settled her ass on my cock and gave me a little lap dance. Another easy one since I had already had one from her.

Next up was Sarah again. She rubbed the head of my dick against her wet slit. Unfortunately I didnt get that one. I knew it wasn't Eve, because the pussy was bare, but I wasn't totally confident it wasn't Ella. Apparently the consequence for missing it was all three girls took a shot.

That was where the game broke down, to my relief. All three girls were getting pretty drunk, and I didn't want them to pass out and leave me tied up.

Eve wasted little time, and climbed on top of me, ripping off the blindfold, and kissing me passionately as she began to rub her pussy against my dick. Meanwhile Ella laid down beside me, popping one of Eve's nipples into her mouth, and seconds later I heard the buzz of the new vibrator turning on.

Sarah, who reputedly got wild when she drank, seemed to be living up to expectations. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her putting in the plug, lighting the candle, and then picking up the paddle. Moments later there was a loud smack, and Eve moaned into my mouth. Whether it was pleasure or pain, I didn't know, though it was probably both.

Sarah giggled madly. "Smack" went the paddle again. "Smack smack". Eve started to whimper a bit, and when I opened my eyes I could see tears forming in the corners of hers.

I pulled out of the kiss. "Okay. Enough Sarah."

"No!" Eve blurted out suddenly. "More. Please. Spank me harder. Pleeeease".

"SMACK!" This time Eve actually yelped. I tried to pull free and stop it, but I couldn't get out of the restraints. I didn't like it. At all. Eve being in pain was not a turn on. It wasn't hot, or fun.

Turns out I didnt have to stop it. Eve did it for me. She quickly jumped up, grabbed Sarah by the throat, and slammed her onto the bed beside me. I had never seen this side of Eve before, and it honestly scared me a bit.

Ella seemed totally unperturbed. She simply rolled over and started sucking me as I watched the unfolding spectacle.

Eve had grabbed the candle, spread Sarah's legs wide open, and begun pouring the hot wax all over her. Sarah squealed as the hot wax dribbled over her erect nipples, and directly onto her clit. Still both girls were smiling, which was a bit of a comfort. Maybe it was just rough sex after all.

Sarah definitely didn't seem at all bothered. In fact, the roughness seemed to be driving her crazy. The girl's whole demeanor screamed "please, someone fuck me"!

Apparently that someone would be Ella, as she got up and pulled a strap on out of a bag beside the bed, and quickly slipped it on. As she approached, Eve retook her position on top of me. Meanwhile, Ella grabbed Sarah by her long blonde hair, and pulled her up off the bed.

Sarah moaned a mingled mix of pleasure and pain, but obliged willingly as Ella laid down beside me and pulled Sarah on top of her, much the way Eve was on top of me. We penetrated the two girls almost simultaneously, and I was treated to the sounds of their pleasured whimpers.

Eve rode me slowly, passionately. With her it was so much more than just sex. Even with the other two girls there, Eve made love to me. Sarah on the other hand, looked like she had just entered a bouncy castle. She rode the strap on like her life depended on it. Hard and fast, and without mercy. She clearly wanted to cum. Bad.

Even so, it was Eve who got there first. Even with our slow, sensual lovemaking, she found that magical bit of heaven much quicker. She moaned loudly, not bothering to hold back, and if I hadn't been so sexually active in the days leading up to that night, I may have came along with her.

Part of me wanted to. I liked the other girls, even had some feelings for Ella, but Eve was the only one who truly made me feel complete. Still, I didnt want to disappoint the others.

Sarah wasn't nearly as loud when she came. It was more of a long shuddering groan. It was still sexy, but it didn't have the same effect as Eve's cries of passion.

"Ella, I want it". Eve practically whispered as she very slowly rode me. I wasn't sure what she meant, but Ella seemed to know, and she pulled Sarah's panting body down to her and whispered something in her ear.

Sarah grinned and hopped off of Ella, and then quickly relocated, to directly over my face. Before I knew what was happening. Her pussy was grinding on my mouth, while she laced her fingers into my hair.

Having came already, she was much less vigorous, and her hips rocked slowly and methodically against my mouth, as I ran my tongue over her clit. She tasted nice, and oddly enough, smelled even better, and I wondered if she had sprayed perfume on herself sometime between our bath and when I came to the bedroom.

I didnt have long to think about it though, as there were more pressing matters. Namely, the fact that Ella was now pressing a strap on into Eve's asshole. I could feel it pushing in, threatening to squeeze out my cock if I let it.

Eve closed her eyes and grimaced a little, clearly in a bit of pain from the incursion into her forbidden garden. "More lube," she whispered to Ella, and then I felt something cold drip on my balls, followed by Ella's soft hands wiping it away.

This time, Eve didn't grimace when it slid slowly inside, but instead let out a little gasp, that seemed to be primarily pleasure. Slowly we began to thrust into her, rhythmically in and out.

The feeling was incredible, a tightness and pressure that was unbelievable, heightened by her soft moans and nails digging into my chest.
In and out we slid as my tongue worked feverish circles around Sarah's clit. She was the first to cum, and pressed down on my jaw almost hard enough to hurt as she did so. This time there was no long low grown, but a series of high moans and gasping breaths instead.

The sound of a girl's orgasm always excited me, which is probably part of the reason I had never been a big fan of porn stars. I hate the idea of someone moaning for no reason. Sounds of pleasure should never be faked if you ask me.

After Sarah came, she collapsed off of me, panting for breath and gently petting her swollen pussy. This let me put my full focus on Eve, who quickly leaned down and engulfed me in a kiss. I could tell from her breathing that her own orgasm wasn't far off, and she began frantically unbuckling my arms.

When they were free she pressed them to her beautiful perky tits, guiding me to squeeze them and pinch her hard nipples between my fingers. When her orgasm took her it was like a wave washed over her. It was so powerful that her eyes began to roll back into her head and the sounds that came from her were less moans and more like guttural grunts, as if she came so hard her voice was unable to articulate.

Eve shuddered slightly as Ella pulled the strap on out, and for a minute just laid there, head resting on my chest, panting and practically purring with satisfaction. It felt good to see her so pleased.

Unfortunately the moment couldn't last forever, and I still had two girls waiting to have me inside them. Thinking about it, I guess it wasn't that unfortunate at all. I'm sure any number of guys would give their left nut to be contemplating the question of which girl they should fuck first.

It was a pretty clear choice. After all, both Eve and Sarah came twice, and Ella hadn't gotten to at all. So as Eve slipped off of me and entwined herself with Sarah, gently kissing and fondling the blonde beauty, I sat up and unbuckled my legs.

Once they were free, I grabbed Ella by the arm and pulled her next to me. "Mmmm, finally", she half whispered as I leaned down over her to kiss her. Her hand immediately went to my cock and began slowly stroking it. "How do you want me, Adam".

The truth was that I really wanted to take her from behind. Her ass was a thing of beauty, and watching it bounce as my rock hard member penetrated her sweet pink pussy sounded incredible. However I knew I still had Sarah waiting for her turn, and that doggy style was a sure way to deplete pretty much any guy's sexual stamina, regardless of how much practice I had been getting.

Thankfully an idea presented itself, and I directed her to lie down on her stomach and pull one leg up while keeping the other straight. She seemed a bit unsure of what I was directing her to do, and to be honest I wasn't totally sure how well it was going to work myself.

Once she was in position I straddled the leg she held straight, and entered her sweet pussy. Any concern about difficulty or awkward angles instantly dissipated. It felt incredible, and better, I could grab and squeeze her ass while I fucked her, but it wasn't so intense as to make me cum too quickly.

"Mmm, that feels really good Adam. Oh fuck. God, I've been waiting all night for your big cock inside me". She turned her body so that she was more on her side so she could look back at me, while reaching down with one hand to massage my balls as I pushed deep inside her.

After a couple minutes her hand left my balls and I could feel her start to rub her clit. "Fuck. Harder baby. Fuck my pussy hard, please".

The pet name was unexpected, and for a second I worried it might upset Eve, but when she leaned over from Sarah and began kissing Ella, it became pretty obvious that it didnt bother her. So I obliged her and quickened my pace.

I still didnt want, to get too excited and blow my load yet, so I focused more on force that speed, making my strokes long, but hard, pressing deep inside her with every thrust. I soon felt her body begin to tense, and she head her breath as she rubbed her clit madly.

"Uhhhh-uh-hhhhh. Oh fu-uck. Yeah Adam. Oh. My. God". Hearing and feeling Ella cum like that almost pushed me over the edge, and I stopped thrusting and just ground my dick deep into ger as she came, so that I wouldn't fill her up right there.

Before I even knew what was happening, Sarah had squirmed out from under Eve, and pushed me back from Ella, causing and audible pop sound as my dick sprang free of her pussy. It was actually starting to ache a little, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could go without cumming without my dick literally exploding.

I momentarily thought about taking a break, but that idea was quashed quickly as my dick slid down into Sarah's throat. She sucked hard and greedily, cleaning away every bit of the mingled juices of the two girls I had just fucked.

My dick freshly sucked clean, she rolled Ella over and climbed on top of her presenting her ass, which was still plugged, to me. "Please, please, please fuck me Adam. Give me that big dick. I need it inside me so bad".

Before I could oblige her, Eve got up off the bed. I thought at first that she had decided to put a stop to it, by instead she wrapped her arms around me from behind and started to run them up and down my chest and stomach, until one of them found my dick.

She gently pushed me forward, positioning my head right against Sarah's soaking wet slit. Then she pushed me a little more. My dick sank in effortlessly. It wasn't because she wasn't tight, because she definitely was. She was just so wet that entering her was like going down a slip n slide.

Eve wrapped her arms around me again, and started guiding my motions. It was as if she was fucking Sarah with my body. The rhythm was slow, methodical, and Sarah pressed hard against me every time I sank all the way into her, and moaned her approval with every thrust.

Like I I said before, I usually hate straight porn because the girls moan so much and sound fake. The way Sarah was doing it didn't seem that way at all. She wasn't loud or over the top. It was more like soft little hums to let me know how good she felt. It was actually incredibly hot.

Sarah soon began to kiss Ella frantically, as she took matters into her own hands(or pussy I guess) and began slamming herself back against me hard and fast. It was pretty clear she was close to cumming again. Three girls, four orgasms on my dick. I was pretty proud of myself.

"Fuck. Oh fuck. Eve, can he cum inside me? Please"? She slowed down as she asked, as if trying to hold off her orgasm, or mine, or both.

Eve was silent for a moment, and the asked, "Are you on birth control"? It hadn't occurred to me before. If she wasn't, then what we were doing was incredibly stupid. She could get pregnant, and that would definitely fuck up everything.

Still, this little primal voice inside me whispered, "Do it. Cum inside her pussy and get her pregnant. Mark your territory forever". The urge was stupid, but strong.

Before I could either listen to it or push it away Sarah answered. "Unfff, implant", she groaned, holding up ger left arm to show the little bump of her birth control just under the skin.

In response, Eve pushed against me, forcing me deep into Sarah, and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "Do it Adam. Cum in her little pussy my love".

Sarah clearly heard, as she immediately started slamming against me even harder than before, and Ella reached around her ass, and started pressing on the plug. "Oh fuuuuck. I'm cumming", Sarah practically squealed.

That was when the edge came and passed. I saw stars as my world exploded before my eyes, and I pumped what felt like a gallon of hot sticky cum into Sarah's pussy. Im not sure I had ever came so hard in my life, and if it weren't for Eve holding onto me, I might have collapsed.

No sound escaped my lips as a load so big it actually began to overflow and spill out onto Ella's pussy below spewed from my engorged cock. It was like the force paralyzed my vocal chords, and made even the most guttural animalistic sounds impossible.

As my orgasm finished, I did basically collapse back against Eve, who held me close and leaned around to plant a soft kiss on my lips. I felt dizzy, and was shocked as I looked down and saw cum literally pour out of Sarah as my cock slipped out of her. Thankfully it all spilled onto Ella, who had reached a hand down to catch it and stop it from running onto the bed. I really didnt want cum stains all over my bedding.

"Holy fuck, Adam", Ella said, scooping up my cum before it ran down her pussy and onto the bed, "That's a lot of fucking cum."

I tried to laugh, or speak, or anything, but all I could manage was a shrug and a nod as I tried to catch my breath. Three girls at a time was fucking exhausting.

Top quality, man. I love this story and love you picking it up again.

>>24319
It's been so long I feel like I have to re-read the entire story first! Gah! Anyway, I really do love your content. I have to ask, would you be at all interested in working on stories together?

Ha, thanks guys. I have another chapter well on the way, just trying to figure it out because it feels like its going way too fast.

To your question anon, thats a pretty hard one to answer either way. Do you have any stories up on here? Beyond that, its a difficult commitment to make because my time for writing, and often motivation to do so is limited.

I do however have 2 or 3 other stories that ive started working on and may start to post once I finish this one that id be pretty open to hearing ideas or suggestions about.

One is along similar lines to this, very real world, one is a post apocalyptic story with biblical aspects, and the third is sort of between two timelines and covers a few characters in each time and also partly post apocalyptic.

Sex isnt the focus of the second or third, but will be an aspect unless I opt for a more mainstream approach.

>>24337
I suppose it's possible to maintain version control like git so that multiple people can edit it on their own time. But I understand if you'd rather not. As far as stories of my own up so far, I do not actually have any yet but have been inspired to start. I really love the works of AnonyMPC. I'm looking forward to your next installment either way, keep it up!

Really enjoying this story so far. Been following it for about a year do glad you kept writing it. Keep up the good work! :)

Ok guys. Here we go again. Gonna try to go ahead and wrap this one up pretty soon and start posting another I've been working on. As long as I feel in the mood to write, this one should be over within the next few weeks or so. Hope you guys have enjoyed it. Anyway here's the next chapter.



Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed, while all three girls scampered across the hall to the bathroom to clean up. After a couple minutes of catching my breath, I decide I should probably go too. I could already feel the mixture of cum and girl juices drying on my cock, and if I didnt go wash it off, im sure it would have smelled pretty bad before too long. So with almost inhuman effort, I pried myself from the bed and made to follow.

Each step was like walking through wet cement. My legs were jello and I felt as if I had just gotten off one of those centrifugal force fairgound rides where you get inside and it spins so fast you get pressed up against the sides.

Still, onward I trudged, until I came to my pants crumpled on the floor. I hesitated, dreading pulling out my phone, but still part of me hoped that I had left him terribly disappointed by covering my webcam and leaving my phone behind.

Gingerly I bent down, nearly losing my balance in the process, and pulled my phone free. I wasn't at all prepared for what I found when I flipped on my screen. Nothing. There was no text, no threatening voicemail in a robotic voice. I mean sure, he had never done that anyway, but he could have.

A wave of relief washed over me. Maybe he had been called away by business, or had been so annoyed he didnt even bother to say anything, or who knows. But for that night I had been free, and it felt incredible. Of course, I had no way of knowing then what the next morning would hold, or the events that would follow. So with a new spring in my step, I crossed the hall into the bathroom with the girls.

When I entered, Sarah was sitting on the toilet. She looked up at me with a look of shock on her face. "Oh. Um... I'm not like, going, or anything. Im just getting the cum out...."

I laughed, "It's cool. Ive been in here while Eve peed. Not a big deal either way".

"Uh yeah, totally not peeing in front of you. If you're into that I am not the girl for you." We all laughed a bit at that, and I turned my back and made my way over to the shower where Ella and Eve were already washing away the smell and grime of our sex.

You would think fitting three people in one shower would have been cramped and uncomfortable, but the bathrooms in our place were seriously awesome. The shower was pretty huge, and even when Sarah joined us, we still had room to move around without shoving each other against the walls.

I wish I could say we had super crazy slippery shower sex that left all three girls panting on the shower floor with me standing triumphantly over them, cock proudly hanging like a medal of honor. Sadly, we were all pretty much exhausted, and though we helped each other clean up, and there were certainly some kisses and gropes shared between us, that was the extent of our sexual activity.

The girls had mostly sobered up by the time we got out and dried off, and all looked pretty bushed. Still none of us were quite ready to go to sleep, so still naked, we made our way back to my room and all climbed into my bed.

We talked for a bit, sharing stories, and deciding what to do about Sarah, since taking her home was pretty much out of the question at that point. Eve came up with the idea that before mom came home, she and Sarah would go into her room, and she would introduce her as a friend who came over to keep her company while Ella and I were on our date.

I wondered about whether Ella should go too, but our mom was pretty lax about the idea of a girl sleeping over with me, so we didnt think it would be a big deal. Ella practically purred when she found out she would get to spend the entire night in bed with me.

Honestly, I was more concerned that Ella might try to take advantage of the situation and break Eve's rule about not having sex without her. Still, the events of the past couple nights had made me feel much better about Ella than I had when we were planning to make her our cover.

She seemed to be taking the whole thing very seriously, and had been much more considerate of Eve's feelings, which lead me to believe she wasn't nearly as self centered as I had thought. Maybe she loved me, maybe she loved us both. That was ok, as long as she knew Eve would always be what was most important to me.

Once we had things settled, I set an alarm, noticing that I still didn't have any texts, which pleased me greatly, and we turned on a movie. It was some comedy with Kevin Hart. I wasn't particularly interested to be honest. I had three beautiful naked girls cuddled up with me. I was content. At some point I fell asleep. I guess we all did.

When I woke up, it was nearly noon. Mom would have been home hours before. I instantly grabbed my phone in a panic. It was dead. Looking up, I saw that my charger wasn't properly plugged in. "Fuck fuck fuck."

My panicked muttering caused the girls to stir, which was when I noticed there were only two. Eve was gone. I wondered if she had woken up and retreated to her own room before Mom had gotten home. I prayed to a God I didnt believe in that that was the case.

"What's going on?" Ella mumbled, still half asleep.

"My god damn phone died. Get dressed quick! Sarah, stay in here with Ella until I go find Eve and see what's going on."

We quickly got dressed, and I silently slipped out of my room. Sneaking across the hall I peeked into Eve's room. She wasn't there. "In here." I heard her call out from the living room.

I turned and made my way down the hall towards her, still trying to be as silent as possible. "Where's mom?" I whispered as I reached the living room.

Eve was sitting on the couch with her knees pulled up to her chest. I couldn't read her expression and once again I started to panic.

"She's out. Oh God Adam. She found us." My heart sank. Our worst nightmare had come true. A million thoughts began to race through my head.

Would she send one or both of us away? Would she hate us, call us disgusting, and wish we were never born? Would we ever be able to be together again?

Eve's face was wet with tears, and I rushed over to her, wrapping her up in my arms. "Oh god Adam. What are we going to do?"

I couldn't answer. I didn't know. The only thing I could think of was to run away. We would get far away where no one knew us. I loved Eve too much to stop. I had to be with her.

"Eve, what happened?" I asked.

Her voice was hollow as she recounted the morning to me. "I guess your phone died. I woke up because I heard mom call my name from the hallway. She looked in my room, and then when I wasn't there, she turned around, and the door wasn't closed....and she saw us. All of us, naked in bed together. She didn't even say anything. Just froze, and then ran out. So I threw on my clothes and went out. She was grabbing her keys, and when I called out to her, she was crying. She just said she would be back and we would talk. Adam I'm so scared. I don't know what's going to happen."

Looking up I saw Ella and Sarah at the end of the hallway, Ella had tears in her eyes, and Sarah just looked shocked and terrified. Ella walked over and wrapped her arms around both of us.

"God. Im so sorry sweetie. It will be ok. I know Adam wont ever let anyone take you away from him. No matter what. Look, you two need each other right now. I'm gonna call my mom, and I'll get her to take Sarah home too. I know this is breaking the rules and I'm sorry, but I love you, both of you, and I'm here for you. If you run away I'll go with you if you want."

Eve looked up at Ella and threw her arms around her. "Thank you," was all she managed to say. Twenty minutes later, they were leaving. Sarah handed me a piece of paper with her number on it as she left, and asked me to please let her know what happens, and told us she really liked us, and how she really hoped everything would turn out ok, then she leaned down and gave Eve a hug. Ella followed suit, and then they were gone, leaving Eve and I alone.

"Eve. I-I don't know what to say. I fucked up. I'm so sorry. I-"

She grabbed me and drew me into a kiss. I could feel the tears on her cheeks. "Stop. It's not your fault. You couldn't have known this was going to happen."

"I should have checked. I knew we needed to be careful, and now I might have ruined everything... Ella's right though. I won't let anyone separate us. Ever. If you want to run, then let's run. All I care about is being with you."

"I know Adam. I just... Oh god. Just take me to bed, please. One more time. I need you before...I don't know."

Honestly, at that moment, sex was the furthest thing from my mind, and I was about to say that it wasn't a good idea, because we didn't know when mom would be home. Then it dawned on me. She knew. Our secret wasn't a secret anymore. It didn't matter if she found us in bed together, because she already had.

I scooped Eve up and carried her to my room, entering it as if a groom carrying his bride across the threshold. That gave me an idea, and I gently laid Eve down on my bed, telling her to wait there and I would be right back.

She looked up at me with a puzzled expression, but nodded. I hated to leave her alone, but I needed her to know how I really felt, and I couldn't think of a better way than what I intended to do.

I made my way out of my room, and opened the hall closet. After a minute or so of looking, I found what I was after. It was a spool of thin nylon cord mom had bought for something a few years before. I took it into the kitchen, cut off two short lengths, and tied them into adjustable loops, and then turned and went back to my bedroom.

Eve had taken off her clothes while I was gone, and now laid there naked on my bed, waiting for my return. She sat up when I entered, a curious, but still sad look on her face. I sat down in front of her and took her left hand.

Extending her third finger, I slipped one of the loops of nylon onto it, rolled it down, and then tightened it enough that it wouldn't slip off. "Eve, I am yours, and you are mine. Forever. I love you."

New tears began to stream down her face, but now there was a smile there. She took the other loop from my hand and, taking my hand, pushed the makeshift ring down over my finger. Between sniffles she managed to give her own vow.

"Adam. I- Oh Jesus. I love you, more than anything on this earth. I would give anything never to leave your side. You have always been the only man in my heart, and you always will be. I will be yours forever."

She looked up into my eyes, tears still streaming down her cheeks, and I smiled. Leaning down, I planted a tender kiss on each cheek, and then one directly on her lips. She melted.

Our kiss was slow, deliberate, like we were fully aware of each minute muscle movement involved. The rest of the world, meanwhile, simply melted away, until only we were left. In this state of heightened senses, I felt every light touch as she slowly removed my underwear, the only thing I had bothered to throw on in my earlier haste.

Things moved as if in slow motion as Eve moved up the bed and reclined against the pillow. Though there were still the traces of tears staining her cheeks, her legs spread eagerly as I followed her, tracing the delicate contours of her legs with my fingertips, and then my lips.

Her back arched as my lips reached her inner thigh, as if even such slight contact was near orgasmic. Normally I'd have lingered, exploring her delicate folds with my tongue, and slowly brought her to orgasm. Looking in her eyes however, I could see that foreplay simply wasn't important in that moment. She needed me inside her, and I needed it too. I needed to make the whole world disappear, and leave only the two of us, coupled in our passion.

Even so, that urge wasn't the primal animalistic need I had felt the previous night when the other girls had been there. This time it was simply my love for her spurring me on.

Slowly I drifted up, my skin brushing gently against hers, until we were face to face. Her kiss was tender, filled with a longing that ached to be satisfied. I could feel her fear in it as well. She was afraid that we would never be like this again. So was I.

Still, the longer we kissed, and the longer our bodies remained pressed against each other, the less it mattered. In that moment we were together, and we could imagine it would be that way forever. We could pretend, just for a little while, that everything was okay.

Her body tensed as I entered her, and then swiftly relaxed, as if I had pushed out the last shreds of fear and doubt. Then, finally, there was only us.

Her left leg came up and wrapped around my right as I slowly began to slide myself in and out of her, spreading her wetness up and down my shaft. She felt like heaven, like her body had been perfectly designed just for me, as if she, like the biblical Eve, was made from a part of me.

None of those thoughts occurred to me then. The only thing on my mind was how amazing she was. Her beautiful hazel eyes looked right into mine, never losing contact as I pushed deep inside. Her pale freckled breasts heaved with each thrust, their pert nipples hard with arousal. Even her scent was intoxicating. It was hard to place, but it reminded me of sunflowers.

I leaned down to kiss and nibble at her neck, which stretched out to grant me access. "I love you Adam," she whispered into my ear. Before I could respond, she began to moan softly. Her back arched, her leg pulled me tight against her, and her arms wrapped around my back to do the same.

She pulled at me as if trying to sink every last bit of my dick into her, as her pussy, which was already incredibly tight, clamped down tighter and began to spasm. Her muscles squeezed deliciously around me starting from the base of my shaft and spreading down to the tip, coaxing me to spill my seed inside her. But it was too soon. I wouldn't let what might be our last time be a quickie.

I took a few deep breaths, willing myself not to cum yet, and slowly Eve's orgasm passed. As it did, she pulled herself up, and locked me into a passionate kiss. Her tongue explored mine, staking claim for queen and country. Then without warning, Eve shifted her weight, and rolled us over almost effortlessly.

Before I even knew it, she was on top of me. Her small hands pressed into the muscles of my chest and her hips began to rock gently. Her motions were fluid, her pussy like waves crashing over and then receding down the length of my throbbing dick.

I slid myself up the bed slightly to pull myself into more of a sitting position, and Eve's rhythm never faltered. At this angle, the fact she was on top of me put my face at about the level of her shoulders, giving my lips access from her own lips all the way to her breasts. Her lips were where I started, pulling her mouth to mine and kissing her deeply as her hips danced on top of me.

Slowly I moved lower, to her neck, her collarbone, down the center of her chest, before finally finding my target. She hummed as I took the erect peak of her nipple into my mouth, gently sucking and rolling my tongue around it, delighting in its firm yet soft feel. She in turn laced her fingers into my hair, pulling my mouth tighter against her breast as her pace quickened.

I knew she was going to cum again, perhaps even before she did, and as the precipice approached, I grabbed her hips, holding her back from going over. Its not that I didnt want her to have another orgasm, just that I wanted to prolong it. I wanted to hold her back as it built up stronger and stronger until she was ready to explode. Then I would let her cum.

We spent the next several minutes that way, I would release my hold and allow her to get right to the edge, and then hold her back. Over and over. Finally, when she closed in on her orgasm for the fifth time and was practically whimpering for release, I let her go.

Finally free to cum, she went all in. She rode me fast and hard, impaling herself on my dick as if trying to force every possible bit of it inside her. Even with the copious amounts of sex I had been having, and the stamina increase that granted me, I was no match for her eagerness.

Under other circumstances I might have slowed her down, or pushed her down on me harder and swiveled my hips to grind into her, to make her cum while still holding off my own orgasm. Right then though, cumming with her seemed like the mist natural and appropriate thing ing the world.

It didn't take much longer before she started to tense, and I could tell that despite the edging, she was still trying to will herself to hold it off as long as possible. Still, her willpower was no match for the force of her impending orgasm, and the battle was short fought.

Within seconds her breathing quickened and she began to moan, and I too felt the familiar pressure down below my balls. "Oh fuck! Cum with me Adam. Cum inside me pleeeeeease."

With one final loud guttural moan, her orgasm overwhelmed her, sweeping her away on a tidal wave of pleasure, and the sudden rhythmic clamping of her pussy coaxed mine out as well. I erupted deep inside her, filling her to the brim as hot sticky cum gushed out of my throbbing shaft.

She latched onto me, twitching as each powerful surge of my cum shot into her. He breathing came in ragged gasps and she was slippery with the sweat of our exertion. "I love you Evie," I whispered into her ear, wrapping my arms tightly around her as if I never wanted to let go.

When I finally pulled back from her I noticed something. Eve was crying. It wasn't a few tears running down her cheeks like before. She was legitimately sobbing. I wrapped her up in my arms and held her close as the strongest sense of deja vu I had ever felt struck me. It was just like the dreams I had been having, but it was also more than that, and I couldn't figure out why it felt so familiar.

I couldn't say how long we stayed that way. It could have been as little as a couple of minutes, but by the time we pulled apart Eve's breathing had slowed down, and the sweat had mostly dried. Her crying had also mostly stopped as well. Finally, Eve suggested we make our way to the shower to wash away the smell of sex before mom came back, and I grudgingly agreed that it was likely a good idea.

Our shower was a bit subdued, and though our hands found each others' bodies, the excited playfulness and overt sexuality just wasn't there. We simply had too much on our minds to be able to enjoy it in the way that we normally would have. Once we were both clean and dry, we resigned ourselves to getting dressed and going out into the living room to await our fate.

We talked for awhile about what we were going to do. At one point I suggested that we just say we all got a little too drunk and hot, but that nothing had happened. Eve rejected that idea offhand. Our mom wasn't stupid, and we both suspected that after seeing us like that, she had put two and two together. It was obvious with how much time we had been spending together. We were terrified about what was going to happen, but we both knew we had to face the truth.

We also talked about running away together. It was a nice thought. We could disappear and live out or lives as totally different people. No one would ever know the truth. Sadly, it was a fantasy. Neither of us was eighteen yet, and we wouldn't even begin to know how to get fake IDs or anything like that. No, we would face the music, and if we were separated, we would wait for each other, for as long as it took. Once Eve was eighteen, no one could keep us apart.

Eventually we ran out of ideas, and fell silent. For awhile we just sat there, side by side, both lost in our thoughts. Finally, after what could have been five minutes or an hour , I broke the silence. "Just say it was me."

"What?" Eve looked me as if she had never heard the language before, and was attempting to translate them.

"Just say you guys didn't know your limits. You got drunk, and I took advantage. If I take the blame at least you'll be ok. You won't have to have your life fucked up."

Eve looked like she was about to slap me. "Don't you fucking dare Adam. We got into this together, and we're going to face it together. Besides..." She held up her hand to display the makeshift ring on her finger. "That doesn't explain this. It's not coming off unless I have another one to put in its place."

I couldn't help smiling at her. Sure, we were young, and neither of us had much experience with the world, and maybe we were a but naive, but what was between us was real. We knew it with every fiber of our beings, and we wouldn't give up on it, no matter what.


With nothing left to say, we fell silent, both lost in our own thoughts, quietly analyzing every possible scenario of how things would go, and planning for each one. Eventually I got up and made us some sandwiches. Neither of us had much of an appetite, it was more just to distract ourselves, as was the movie I pulled up on Netflix. At some point, I must have fallen asleep, and my dream was unpleasant to say the least.

It started off as many others had. Eve and I had sex, and when we finished, she began to cry. A wave of guilt and rage directed at myself washed over me. How could I do that to her? She was too young. She didn't fully understand her feelings, and wasn't ready for that sort of thing anyway. What I had done was horrible, and I deserved to be punished for it.

Her voice was a hollow echo as I retreated into myself, a shell of disgust building up around me until I was encapsulated in a dark void of it. I could almost feel her wrap her arms around me. Almost hear her tell me how much she loved me, and how happy she was.

That couldn't be. It was wishful thinking. I had hurt her. Wronged her on a level so deep that she might never recover. I had stolen her youth, her innocence, the love she had reserved for someone who would deserve it, some future man who would have come along to sweep her off her feet and show her all the best things in life.

The wall around me shattered as I was yanked roughly up. I pressed hard against the ceiling, unable to move, or speak. I could only watch as shapes that roughly resembled men grabbed at Eve below me. I watched as their shaped swirled and shifted, until they became me. I couldn't say how many there were, maybe three, maybe twenty. They were like a dark undulating mass of bodies merging and dividing, but always clawing at Eve. My Eve. My love.

They forced her roughly onto the bed holding her down by her hands and feet, hands roaming across her body. One of them made its way between her forcibly spread legs, shoving a grotesque mass which only vaguely resembled a penis, and not so vaguely resembled a blade, into her.

Eve screamed, calling out for me to help her. I tried but the more I struggled, the more forceful the shapes below me seemed to become, their violent lust whipping into a frenzy. Then another appeared below her, seeming to appear out of the bed itself, and forced its own bladelike appendage into her ass.

Eve screamed and cried, begging for it to stop. I wanted to help her, but I couldn't. I was helpless, suspended above forced to watch her raped by demons who were somehow me, until finally I was released and fell. Only, I didn't really fall. I just sort of appeared on top of her.

Her legs were wrapped around me, and I was inside her. The sounds coming from her had turned to those of pleasure, and she whispered the she loved me. But no, it was wrong. I was hurting her. I must be. I was destroying her life.

Suddenly there was a laugh behind me. I turned to see him there. Linoge. He looked just like the character from the movie, complete with a silver wolf's head cane. He leered at me, eyes glowing a deep blood red, and a snarl on his lips that showed too many teeth.

He laughed again, a laugh that sounded far too kind for his visage. The laugh was familiar, almost comforting, and that made it all the worse. "Oh Adam, how far you've come. But now it's all over. Oh well, all good things must come to an end."

With a twitch of his cane, I was yanked back and off of Eve, her fingertips brushing mine slightly as we tried to cling to each other. Then mine were behind my back, tied or cuffed I couldn't tell. I could only watch as Eve, now fully dressed, was lead away by very serious looking people in suits. They had no faces, and yet somehow I could still see the disgusted sneers they shot at me as they passed.

Men held me as well, and somehow I knew they were cops. I was going to jail, and Eve was being taken far away, where I could never find her.

Our mother stood in the hallway, weeping. I heard her asking where she went so wrong between sobs, then she repeated it, as if a VHS tape being rewound and played again. She was a perpetual loop of horror, and sadness, and rage at a son who had ruined all of our lives.

I struggled against the men holding me and somehow broke free. My hands broke out of whatever held them, and suddenly I was running to Eve. I had to hold her one last time, to tell her how much I loved her. I had to.

Then Linoge was in front of me, a sneer painted across his face. He leaned in close and whispered. "Wake up, Adam. Wake up."

"Adam. Wake up, sweetie." I groggily opened my eyes, fighting my way free of the dream. There, laying against me, and tenderly kissing my cheek, was Eve. I wrapped my arms tightly around her, trying to banish the images my dream had conjured.

"Mmmyeah. I'm up."

"Sorry to wake you, but mom just texted me. She just picked up Uncle Trev from the airport, and they're on the way here."

"Ahh fuck...," was all I managed to say. I knew we would have to deal with mom, but I wasn't expecting Uncle Trev to be coming over too.

Suddenly I sat bolt upright so quickly I nearly knocked Eve off the couch. "Uncle Trev!" I almost shouted, and then in a much lower voice, that was barely even a whisper, "Linoge."

Almost missed that this was updated. Nice story, I understand most authors want constructive criticism but I have none. Only please keep it up and thanks

I hope you expand on who Uncle Trev is. There's really not much info given on him, which would have been useful in snippets had you intended this from the start (I'm guessing you had been intending Eve to be Linoge, until you seemed to change your mind with the anonympc bit).

hope to see an update soon

I actually intentionally left out introducing him before now for a reason which will become clear in the next chapter. Thanks for reading though guys. I actually dont care so much about criticism. I think most of us just like to see that someone is reading our stories.

I read up to the start of the Linoge stuff before and stopped because I was getting attached to the characters and didn't want to see them wind up in a Shindol plotline. Just picked it up again ... thanks for an enjoyable read. Pretty cool how you can take a lot of the editorializing/criticism in stride as well. Definitely waiting for more.

Psst... you named the uncle Tommy at the beginning...

Welllllllll shit. I had totally forgotten about that. To be honest, when I started the story, I only had a general idea of how I wanted it to go, and the uncle angle hadn't yet crossed my mind, so I forgot I ever even mentioned one. But thanks for calling my attention to it. I'll either work that out, or just fix the name when I edit the full story.

Oh, I had assumed there were two uncles. Wouldnt that be fine too?

That was a lovely and hot story. The twist was a bit jarring and I felt that you didn't quite follow through with it (the main character stopped thinking or referencing it rather quickly) but didn't detract too much from the story as a whole. Thank you.

I mean, there could be two uncles, but introducing a character we've never heard of just to be a plot twist is kinda cheating. (And if it is the uncle she mentioned, the context makes more sense.)

looking forward to the next chapter :)

Just popping in to say that I'm still working on this. I've written and rewritten the rest of the story a few times and just haven't been able to get it the way I want it. It will eventually get posted though.

In the meantime, I've also been working on a new story. So far I have four chapters and about 20,000 words. This on focuses much more on the characters and story rather than just raunchy sex scenes. I plan to start posting chapters of that pretty soon, so if you're interested, keep an eye out for it. Right now I'm tentatively titling it "The Killing Jar."

Thanks for the update

Please continue this story

Don't die on me dammit! The love in this story really wiggles the heart.

>>24664

I need the rest of this story in my life. Just stumbled here and read through the whole thing.

So I just found this lovely gem and have really been enjoying it. Would love to see how you wrap this up, Soli.

Update?

he’s dead

>>27164

I'm not actually dead. I simply hit a point where I wasn't satisfied with anything I wrote for this. I've written and rewritten the rest of this story multiple times, and I'm just never happy with it. I do have several other stories I work on here and there that I might start posting soon, and one day I might actually randomly finish this when the right words finally occur to me.

>>27203
I hope there's an ending to this... it's not a perfect story but it's still a damn good one.

>>27203
whoa! well, hope to see something from you soon. agree with the guy above; even if it's not your favorite thing you've made, it's pretty solid.

One Final Chapter to wrap everything up... Please.

I've been waiting on this, and I've considered trying to write my own ending to this, just for my own satisfaction, but there's still too much unknown (Linoge motivation, what mood Soli wants to leave us with at the ending, etc.) So anything I come up with feels like it tarnishes the vision for the story...

Please Soli, send help.