What Is Good For Goose Is For Gander

Part 1

Steve did not remember when he first had incestuous thoughts about his daughter Karen. He suspected that subconsciously he had had them for a longer time than he cared to admit. He was not fully aware of his ‘problem’ until her eleventh birthday.
It was toward the end of her birthday party when she jumped onto his lap. They hugged each other and he wished her ‘happy birthday’ for at least the tenth time that day. As she animatedly talked to her friends, she continuously shifted her position, squirming about excitedly. Suddenly, as the child’s ass moved about on his crotch Steve’s cock began hardening in his pants. He was helpless to stop it.
Karen was not the slightest bit aware of her father’s aroused condition and she continued laughing and talking with her family and friends while at the same time her soft little ass moved around on her father’s hard-on.
Steve felt his whole body flush with embarrassment. The constant movement of the child’s soft ass was actually turning him on. To his chagrin, he could not help himself. He wondered if anyone noticed him. He sensed that he was red as a beet as sweat formed on his upper lip. As Karen continued squirming, he felt the pre-cum moisture from his twitching cock.
He was feeling helpless and frustrated at how his mind and body were betraying him. He was becoming frantic, desperately wanting to get out from under his daughter. Abruptly, after getting the youngster’s attention, he made a hurried excuse and quickly lifted her off him. With a practiced move, he somehow was able to push his raging hard-on aside in his pants so that he could stand without anyone noticing the bulge. He then made a hasty retreat from the party, rushing into the bathroom, so that he could calm himself down.
That was the real starting point of his awareness of his ‘problem’. From that day forward, through the next three years, Steve became very aware of his daughter’s femininity. After that day, he became increasingly conscious of Karen. He not only began to look at her extremely pretty face, but he was gradually paying more attention to the child’s body. His eyes frequently gazed at the flesh of her legs and the small buds of her nipples in her blouses and sweaters.
The more that Karen’s body filled out, the more that he seemed to be attracted to her. He could not help himself. He made sure that neither his wife nor his sons caught him looking at Karen, but his desire was obvious to him. He fought himself but it was a losing battle.
Soon he began to get bolder. On those occasions when Karen would sit on his lap, or if he managed to involve her in a tickling game, he now found himself ‘copping a feel.’ He was wise enough not to be obvious and no one was aware of the strange attraction.
Karen herself never noticed her father’s ‘accidental’ touches to her breasts and she continued playing, as a child with her daddy, whenever she could.
It was after his daughter had her first period that Steve first began fantasizing about having sex with her. Up until then, he was just looking and sneaking a touch.
Now he began visualizing and secretly dreaming of Karen while he fucked his wife. Shortly afterward, he added a new twist and it was this, that probably turned out to be, the final straw that broke through his resistance to his devious urges.
He began to take dirty panties from the hamper that his daughter had worn that day. Behind the closed bathroom door, he would smell them while he masturbated and pictured his child naked.
He now was fully aware of his problem. He also knew that all of these thoughts and desires were wrong but that he could not control his urges. He had only two choices. Admit to his wife what was happening to him, or continue in secret. He was convinced that telling his wife (or his priest) would only lead to the break-up of his marriage.
As he continued his fantasizing, and Karen continued to fill out, the inevitable thought captured his brain. He probably would never get the chance but if the opportunity ever arose, he knew now that he would take advantage and fuck his own daughter.
Except in the rarest of cases, father/daughter incest can only happen when the two find themselves alone, together. This was exactly what happened to Steve and Karen, on a dreary rainy Saturday morning.
Steve was on a special project at work and time was crucial. He brought part of the project home to work on it over the weekend.
Because of the importance of the project, Steve begged off going with his wife and kids to the opening day parade and first little league game of the season. Ann agreed.
It was to be an all-day affair. This was a big day for 12-year-old Jason. He was going to be the starting pitcher. His mother always went to his games, but on this day, his older brother also went along to give him support. It was decided that Ann and the boys would go by themselves as Karen hated going to the games, and they saw no need to force her to go, especially being that her father would be home with her.
The parade was at 10 AM and they left the house at 9:30 AM.
It was about 10 AM when Karen awoke. Knowing that it was a Saturday, she just threw on her shirt-robe over her body. It was nothing more than one of her father’s old white dress shirts and it went down barely past the youngster’s panties, which were the only thing that she was wearing underneath it. She went down the stairs, greeted her father who was working in the living room, and made herself breakfast. As usual, when she went past him Steve took notice of his daughter’s body. He sucked in his breath as he saw the two columns of flesh of her long legs.
Shortly thereafter, his daughter was alongside him on the floor of the living room. He was rummaging through his papers and Karen was stretched out on the floor, lying on her side, watching TV. Steve was stealing peaks at her legs. He could see the bottom of her panties and he started getting heated and nervous. A strong stirring urge was building up within him as his eyes kept returning to his daughter’s body.
The combination of seeing the 14-year-old beauty lying there and knowing that they were alone in the house somehow finally set him off on the forbidden path. It was then that he decided to try to make something happen.
He made a few comments to Karen hoping to goad her into saying something a little out of the norm so that he would have an excuse to ‘make them play.’ He finally succeeded when she teasingly called her father a ‘wimp’. Steve had been hoping for that opening.
He playfully bounced up and rolled after her, pinning her arms down over her head, and saying, “Take it back!”
The youngster laughingly giggled and challenged him with, “No!” and it was then that Steve began the usual tickling game.
It was a game that they had played since she was a little girl. Now, at 14 year’s old, they did not seem to play as much, but she still enjoyed playing with her dad.
“NOOOOO.” she squirmed in delight as her father moved upon her in a flash. Almost instantly, as soon as she had rolled from her side and onto her back, his legs were kneeling between hers.
Steve began to playfully tickle her stomach and say, “Take it back!”
His daughter continued to giggle and twist. She playfully hollered, “No!”
The game proceeded along its normal route for Karen. She was laughing and squealing, obviously having a great time.
However, Steve’s mind was not on ‘the game’. It was on his daughter. Just the thought that they were alone and he had her in this situation, squirming about beneath him, was enough to cause him to have a tremendous hard-on, which was bulging in his pants.
As the tickling game progressed, he rarely touched her. Most of the time his hands were moving toward her, playfully threatening to touch and tickle her, but only occasionally actually touching her stomach, which was covered by the shirt-robe. As he feinted and parried he allowed his crotch to lightly push into his daughter. Karen took no notice as she twisted about under her father.
“Say you’re sorry!” he warned playfully.
“I’m…I’m sor…sor…sorry,” she giggled and then burst out with a loud playful, “NOTTT!” while laughing wildly.
At that point, Steve’s tickling began more in earnest and his fingers and hands worked over the frenetic, twisting child, “No, no, stop, stop…” she laughed.
Suddenly her father’s hands tickled higher than normal, brushing against the youngster’s breasts, but they immediately withdrew, back to her stomach. Karen didn’t notice, as she was too busy fending off the playful probes. She continued laughing, half-heartedly begging him to stop, but not really wanting him to do so because of the fun she was having.
His hands again moved up and touched her breasts. This time they stayed longer that normal and suddenly Karen took notice. She was about to stiffen when her father’s hands again withdrew and were instantly about her middle. Once more, she was twisting about playfully.
The hands again moved up. This time as they touched her breasts they lingered longer. Suddenly, Steve allowed his hands to cup the fleshy mounds of his daughter’s tits. As his fingers squeezed lightly, both father and daughter gasped at the same time. Before Karen could voice her disapproval Steve moved his tickling fingers down to her stomach again.
Although she was laughing again, her eyes were now watching his intently and Karen detected something in his eyes and face that she had only seen once before. That was when Billy Forbes forced her into having sex in the back of his car. Now that same wild look was on her father’s face.
“Stop…stop!” She was still giggling, but her words were meaningful now.
Even though her father’s fingers were still acting out the playful tickling ritual, they were no longer just brushing lightly about in a random sort of way. Instead, he was actually tickling the flesh of her stomach. With the help of his playful maneuvering, her shirt-robe had rode up past the top of her panties. Her skin felt soft, hot, and wonderful to Steve and he wanted more.
Karen’s fright had only been temporary. Her father had managed to divert her thoughts and his tickling fingers were driving her wild, “Stop, daddy, stop.”
“Say you’re sorry…take it back,” he demanded.
Her whole body was thrashing beneath his, as she laughingly cried out, “No! I won’t!”
The child was not consciously aware of it but the chills that her father was inducing were causing her maturing body to ‘feel funny’. She would have thought that her urges to pee her panties were the same as when she was younger but in reality, her body was responding differently to the warmth of her father’s body and breath. Even if she had not noticed his manliness pressing into her, her body was quietly responding on its own.
“Take it back!”
“NOOOO!” she laughed and squirmed.
Again, his hands attacked. Only this time they moved to her inner thighs and he tickled that thrashing flesh. Karen felt the tortuous pleasure of her father’s tickling and although she didn’t realize it, a different pleasurable feeling was beginning to run through her.
Steve then moved his eager hands back to the skin of his daughter’s stomach and, after a few seconds of tickling with her kicking beneath him, he moved his hand upward again, this time beneath the shirt-robe.
Suddenly he felt the flesh of her breasts jutting against the edge of his fingertips. Steve looked down into Karen’s eyes and suddenly the girl was fully cognizant of what was about to happen unless she stopped it. She stopped laughing in mid-stream as her father’s hands began to move up slowly and then paused. Her breathing seemed to temporarily cease. Father and daughter were suddenly at a crossroad and both of them were taking heed of the situation. Her mind was jumping wildly. She made no effort to stop him. Their eyes were upon each other’s as his hands began moving again, up on the soft breast mounds, and clasping the hot tit-flesh.
She stiffened and gasped.
Their eyes held for what seemed like forever.
Karen was frightened. She remembered her rape and how impossible it was to stop Billy. Her father was much, much more powerful and it would be useless trying to fight him, if she wanted to. His fingers were now beginning to knead her flesh and then, as their eyes held, he took the nipples of her tits between his thumbs and forefingers and began squeezing teasingly.
The 14-year-old girl was speechless. Her mind was racing. She was afraid that she would not be able to stop him. At the same time she was not even sure that she wanted to stop him, her body was feeling so alive and excited. His tickling had brought pleasurable feelings to life, inside the child/woman’s body.
Karen twisted her hips and suddenly became aware of the hardness of her father’s crotch pushing into her. Her breathing had become extremely labored as her heart began beating heavily in her chest. Steve was massaging the exciting flesh of the youngster’s tits. His cock was raging in his pants. His mind was wild. Yet, he did not want to force her.
“I love you baby,” he whispered, as their eyes remained locked.
She was frightened, yet excited. Disgusted, yet intrigued. Against, yet strangely, for…
He looked harder into the child’s eyes, “Kar…do you…do you want me to stop?” he asked and then in a whisper he added, “I don’t, hon.”
The youngster was too afraid to speak for fear that her voice would betray her. She was truly enjoying her father’s manipulations of her flesh and, deep down inside her, she knew that she would be willing to do more with him. She felt a tremendous sexual excitement within her. In addition Karen knew that this was probably not only inevitable but she was sure that, because of her past actions, she was to blame that this whole thing had escalated over a period of time.
(In the past, she had felt her father’s crotch become hard beneath her when she sat on his lap and secretly she was impressed with herself that she had been able to cause her father to become aroused. Moreover, she had been wise enough to know that she was the reason for his hardness. She had told herself to stop sitting on his lap and to dress more fully around him but she refused to listen to her other voice. Karen concluded that she actually wanted to get her father’s total interest.)

Well, she thought, I’ve finally succeeded. Do I want him to stop?

Karen took a big swallow, shut her eyes tight and only slightly but definitely shook her head.
“Oh baby…” he breathed a sigh of relief and a glow of happiness came across his face.
His daughter’s eyes reopened and she watched with awe as her father lowered his body down onto hers. Steve watched the 14-year-old’s frightened face. Her delicious looking lips were quivering. He wanted to taste his daughter from head to toe and he wanted to start with her mouth. She saw her father lowering his face and realized that he was going to kiss her. Her chest began pounding even harder than ever at the thought that she was going to actually kiss her daddy. She was not sure that she wanted to. The thought was foreign. He moved his mouth gently onto hers.
Trying not to frighten her away his mouth began pecking softly on her lips urging the girl to reciprocate. His hips were gently pushing down and back into her body. His mouth continued pecking. Then he felt his daughter’s lips part. Her mouth opened and his closed in on hers, his eager tongue moving between her teeth and into her hot wetness.
Karen moaned as she felt herself lose all of her inhibitions and her hands moved up to the back of her father’s head, pulling him into her. There were no more questions as to where this was heading. The young girl wanted her father now as much as he wanted her, and if the truth were told, she probably secretly wanted this to happen all along, as much as he did. She moved her hips up and down gently in counter to his movements.
“Nmmmmmm, ooooo, daaaaddy, mmmmm…” she moaned into his mouth as his tongue worked wonders over her lips and teeth, in, and around her eager mouth.
His hands continued kneading the young girl’s exciting tits. He could feel her heart pounding ferociously under his hands.
Steve broke their hot passionate kiss and with his lips resting upon hers he whispered, “Kar, baby, I love you. Oh baby I…I’ve wanted to…touch you for so long…I love you baby…let’s take this off, hon.”
His hands had retreated from her breasts and moved outside of her shirt-robe to the top button. His upper body was off hers and he was kneeling between her legs. As his fingers began to open the buttons, he lifted his face up and looked down at hers. Steve could see her breathing heavily as her eyes nervously watched him. His fingers were trembling as he opened her blouse, which seemed to make the moment even more exciting. He watched her face and he saw that a wanton lustful look had slowly overtaken the youthful innocence.
His fingers worked speedily, opening each button, and then she heard her father gasp. Her blouse was wide open and her father’s eyes were feasting on the twin beauties of the 14-year-old girl’s tits. The nipples were hard and protruding. She watched his eyes, as they became riveted on her budding breasts.
Finally, he was whispering hoarsely, “Take your top off hon. Let me see all of you sweetheart.”
Steve’s fingers had moved into the top elastic of the child’s panties, “And lift up hon, let’s get these off too,” he whispered as he began pulling them down as his daughter raised her butt so that they slid easily over her long legs. His eyes now moved down her body and ran frantically over each inch of his daughter’s exposed skin and when the child’s pussy came into view, he gasped anew. He slipped the panties off her ankles and tossed them.
Then Steve began ridding himself of all of his clothes while Karen quickly had her arms out of her shirt-robe. Her father’s eyes remained riveted on the young pussy. He was fascinated. He knew that some girls trimmed their pussies but he had thought that actresses and models were the only ones who did that. It was obvious that Karen maintained hers. The blonde hairs were cropped to about a quarter of an inch and there were no hairs outside a one-inch strip around her exciting mound.
Karen watched with trepidation as her father tore the remainder of his clothes off his body. She felt a tremendous bubbling inside of her as she watched his eyes burning into her, between her legs. His excitement was her excitement.
Then he was naked. His eyes were still on the prize. His cock was twitching madly. Steve then allowed his eyes to run up the length of his daughter’s hot looking body, moving over her heaving belly and chest, the exciting tits and up into her lust-filled face. The Devil had overtaken Karen as much as Steve.
The wanton look on his daughter’s face told Steve that she was as hot as he was. He wanted to taste her pussy, so badly. He had smelled her panties enough to know that he wanted this thing more that anything imaginable. He was determined that she would not be sorry, that this would be the most pleasurable experience in her life.
She watched with glazed eyes down at her father. His head bent and moved between her knees. Slowly Steve placed his lips on the flesh of her inner thigh, just up past the knee. Karen instinctively bent her knees, bringing her heels up and opening her soft thighs for her father’s oral assault. She continued looking down at him, her heart beating unbelievably hard from this forbidden excitement.
“My pussy…my beautiful, beautiful pussy,” he murmured as his lips sucked and kissed upward on the flesh of her hot thigh and his tongue licked and tasted up toward the awaiting entrance.
Karen’s hands were at her side, digging at the rug as her body involuntarily twisted from the thrills that he was causing in her body.
She tasted wonderful to him. As his mouth approached her pussy, Steve’s fingers moved beneath the child and clutched her wonderfully soft ass cheeks.
“Nn-nn-nn-nnnn…” Sounds were now emanating from her throat as the excitement was building within her body.
The aroma of his daughter’s body was causing his brain to pound. The smell was awesome. Steve’s mouth moved into the waiting lips and his nose urgently sought to absorb as much of the aroma into his brain as possible. His nose pushed eagerly into her hole and vacuumed in the elixir. His cock was twitching beneath him. His brain was pounding.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm…mnmnmnmnnm,” noises were coming from him as he continued to smell. Then, with his nose pushed solidly into the pussy-hole he breathed in with all of the force that he could manage, trying to blow his mind with the awesome aroma.
“NNNNGGGGGGGGGG!” Karen let out a surreal sound of pleasure from within clenched teeth as a force of uncontrollable tremors overtook her pulsating pussy. At that moment, the world was elsewhere and Karen would have allowed anyone or anything to have access to her exploding cunt. The pleasures caused by the suction from her father’s nose were overwhelming. In addition, this was compounded when his nose pulled out and his mouth pushed into her hole and blew a mighty breath of air within the child. Karen’s hips raised more than a foot off the floor, pushing fiercely into his working mouth. Her hands reached down and desperately pulled at the back of his head, smothering his mouth, nose, and tongue with her thoroughly moistened pussy.
“OOOOOHHHHH, NNNNNGGGGG, DAAAAA, oooooooooo…!”
As he worked his mouth in and about her pussy-hole, Steve continued clutching his daughter’s ass-cheeks, guiding her cunt to his frenetic tongue. He had never experienced having any girl so hot and excited from his oral ministrations. Karen was clutching at his head and fucking up to his mouth as none other before. Wild with passion himself, he moved his lips over her clitoris and sucked in gently on the hardened flesh.
“OOOOOHHHHH!”
Steve was not prepared for the even wilder reaction that her cunt then presented. Her legs wrapped around his back and her thighs squeezed tightly on his ears. Her hands remained tightly gripped on the back of his head and her hips were swinging and bucking in an out-of-control fashion as she began mumbling incoherently. A tremendous climax was upon the youngster as his mouth licked and blew.
“Daaaaaaa, ooooooo, I’M DOIN’ IT, OOOOOOOOHH, ooooooo, IN ME, NNGG…”
As a final tremor erupted and the young girl exploded in her father’s mouth he pushed a finger into her ass hole, forcing it deep inside as her whole body stiffened, suspended in mid-air. Steve licked and sucked the unmistakable taste of raw sex that his daughter exuded.
Finally, the child was totally spent and her body relaxed and lowered itself back down.
Slowly Steve pulled away from her pussy and raised himself, kneeling in an upright position, looking down at his daughter as she slowly began to come back to earth. She looked up at him and gave him a nervous, thankful smile.
“I love you daddy,” she managed to murmur.
Keeping his legs between hers, Steve laid alongside, facing her while at the same time he brought her naked body over onto her side, facing him.
“I love you too sweetie,” he whispered into her lips as they met in a peck. Her hands had moved up to each side of his face. Father and daughter began to become acquainted with each other as physical attractions kissing and pecking for sexual excitement.
“Daddy that was awesome,” she managed to mutter as their mouths continued probing their newfound exciting feelings. As they worked their mouths upon each other, occasionally a tongue would flick out and run across the lips of the other.
Steve began to move his hands back upon his daughter’s body. One cupped the flesh of a tit and Karen gasped. She felt her skin tingling as he gently squeezed about the mound while his thumb and forefinger joined, exacting a pleasurable moan from her lips. His other hand moved over her quivering belly and moved into his daughter’s crotch, playing lightly within the child’s moistened slit. She felt a brand new stirring from within.
“Mmmmmmm, baby you’re delicious,” he said into her mouth as his hands continued working her back into a passionate state. Their mouths were becoming more demanding. Karen was becoming more and more bolder and finally her tongue was assaulting her father’s mouth with all of the appearances of a sex starved woman, searching deep within and about the hot wetness, reaching every sensitive spot and bringing him to a frantic state.
As Steve’s fingers slid within his daughter’s moistened slit, his throbbing cock twitched against her pussy-mound. He was becoming frantic to bury it within the child but he wanted it to be as easy for her as possible. He was fucking his hips into her with easy pushes and then his cock was pushing at the youngster’s hole. Steve could no longer control himself. He had to have her! He would have to hurt her and apologize later; his body would no longer afford him the luxury of bringing her along slowly.
He pushed his daughter backward and they stayed glued, mouth-to-mouth, crotch-to-crotch. Her tongue was causing his mind to lose all sense of fair play. He was going to fuck her…pound her cherry away…
As Steve rolled his body on top of the child, he pulled his mouth from hers. With his cock poised to push into her he looked down into her wanton face and whispered, “This is gonna hurt bad, bad…I’m gonna break your virginity.”
Karen’s hands closed around her father’s neck and a wonderful hungry smile came on her lips. Her legs suddenly opened wider and wrapped around his and she said softly, with an urgent tone, “It’s okay, dad. I’m not a virgin anymore. Do me…hurry!”
Steve’s whole being did not allow for any further talk. He plunged his cock into her waiting pussy, feeling a wonderful tight, juicy slide down to her depths.
“OOOOOHHHHH,” she cried.
“Nnnnnnnnggggggg,” he grunted, between clenched teeth. His cock felt as if it had inflated to perfectly fit her insides. He slowly pulled it back out and to the edge of her cunt and his daughter’s hands rushed to his back and clutched desperately at him. With her legs wrapped around her father, Karen’s hips rose from the floor and floated beneath his fucking figure.
“Oooohhh baby…OH YOU”RE…YOU’RE GOOOOOOOD!!!” he groaned.
Father and daughter were now fucking in a furious frenzy. Her cunt muscles were clutching tightly at his cock’s every withdrawal from her depths and then relaxing to accept every returning frantic thrust inside of her.
“DAD – OOO DADDY DO IT OOOO GOOOOOOOD GOOD OH UNGH YEAH…”
Then their mouths were again working passionately upon each other. As desperately as cock was pounding cunt, tongues were licking and jabbing and tasting, while hands were touching and clutching and digging, while hips were fucking and writhing, and mouths were moaning.
Steve felt the final pressures building in his throbbing cock and he knew that if he didn’t pull out now that he would cum inside of his daughter. He didn’t care. He wanted to shoot it all into her. He loved her. She had given everything to him. He didn’t care if she got pregnant…No, he wanted to make her pregnant! That thought only served to inflame even more and he began thrusting with wild abandon.
“OOOOOHHHHH,” he cried.
He was pounding fiercely into his daughter as the pressure in his cock reached its apex.
“Nnnnnggggg, I’m, oooh baby, I’m, daddy’s…”
Karen sensed what was happening but she didn’t care. With all of her strength, she clutched furiously at him as he began shooting spurts of incestuous juices into her waiting cunt.
“NNNNGGGGG….” Squirt after squirt of incestuous sperm filled the child and she whimpered incoherently, as she experienced her final glorious spasms.
The deed was done.

*******

Five minutes later, they were still lying there. They were face to face.
“Dad…?” she said.
“Yeah, sweetums?” he responded with his pet name for her.
“Can…Will I get pregnant?” she whispered.
Steve had been lying there thinking about this very thing. He thought a while longer before answering, “Maybe, hon…There wasn’t anything that I did to stop it.”
Again, they lapsed into silence. After a few minutes his daughter spoke again, “If I get pregnant what do I, what do we do?”
“I…I don’t know hon…What, what would you want to do?”
Karen didn’t hesitate in responding, “Have the baby…Is that all right?”
Again Steve fell silent for a long time before answering, “I’m…I’m really not sure. I…I heard that babies born out of incest are always deformed. I don’t know if that’s the truth or an old wives tale. If it’s not the truth I guess I’d want you to have the baby.”
“What about mom?” she asked wisely.
“I…I don’t have any answers…we’ll have to find out more and then see what we wanna do.”
“What do you want to do dad?” she asked softly.
“I don’t know baby…I don’t know.”

Part 2

It was a foolish childish mistake on Steve’s part that caused his wife Ann to become aware of a problem, although she was never able to find out the full truth. When Karen and Steven finished their incestuous encounter, the girl put her shirt-robe back on and went up to the bathroom to shower, leaving her discarded panties. Steve got dressed and seeing the panties lying there on the floor, he picked them up and stuffed them in his pant’s pocket. He intended to hide them and keep them as a remembrance of their first time.
The following morning he wore his Sunday clothes for church. While down in the living room awaiting his wife he discovered that he didn’t have his car keys, they were in his jeans that he wore the day before. He called upstairs to Ann to retrieve them. It was less than a minute after that when the explosion erupted. His wife came running down the stairs. She was clutching their daughter Karen’s panties in her hand and she was screaming accusations and questions at both her husband and her daughter.
She was totally out of control. She had been watching her husband and daughter during the past couple of years as her husband sneaked peaks at his daughter and Karen almost knowingly was teasing her father.
It was a confrontation designed in Hell. Both Steve and Karen denied any wrongdoing. The young girl was crying violently and as her mother raged, she ran upstairs in despair. The two boys looked on in shock as Ann’s fury was in full force, something that they had never seen.
Steve finally was able to stutter out his lie that while cleaning the bathroom the day before he found the panties on the floor, and he had just put them in his pocket temporarily while he did something else. He just forgot that they were there.
Finally, Ann’s ranting subsided. She knew that her husband would continue with his story and that Karen wouldn’t admit that anything happened. Nonetheless, Ann knew the truth. In fact, the only one in the house that didn’t know the truth was 12-year-old Jason. Although he was sexually aware of things, he couldn’t believe that his father and sister would do anything like that. His 16-year-old brother Peter on the other hand, realized that his mother’s accusations were true. Like Ann, Peter could see the looks of guilt on the faces of his sister and his father, and he realized the weakness of their denials.
For the rest of the day confusion reigned in the McNaughton household. Karen stayed bolted up in her room while Ann sporadically kept on verbally attacking her husband outside of the house and behind closed doors.
Meanwhile Peter and Jason had to fend for themselves. Both boys were in shock. It was during this time together that Peter voiced his opinion to his younger brother that their father had screwed their sister.
“Karen wouldn’t do that!” Jason initially defended his sister.
“She did brother, take my word. I don’t know why but she did. Maybe dad forced her, made her do it…I don’t know. But believe me, they did it.”
During the next few days, the high tension slowly began to ebb. Ann only addressed the two boys and at dinnertime, she laid out the food but she left the family to fend for themselves. Her own inner feelings were in turmoil.
12-year-old Jason tried to analyze what he had supposed had happened. Up until now, the youngster had felt like he was his sister’s protector. If their father had raped her, Jason didn’t know what he could do. Maybe kill him?
Most of the week Karen stayed in her room, coming out only to eat and to go to school. On Friday night, Jason said goodnight to the rest of the family at about 9 PM and went upstairs. He went to his sister’s room and knocked. She let him in and they talked. Their conversation was awkward but necessary. Jason finally stammered his feelings to his sister. He informed her that Peter had convinced him that their father had forced himself on her and the young boy asked her if that were true.
Karen assessed the situation. She realized that the whole family knew that ‘something’ happened between she and her father. She could deny it until kingdom come but they obviously knew the truth, or at least they knew of the sex.
Without confirming that she and her dad had sex Karen said, “Jase, I…I can’t say anything, you know? But, er…you got to believe me…I swear this is the truth! Daddy didn’t force me to do anything…okay?”
The 14-year-old girl knew, even as she spoke these words, that this wasn’t going to end the conversation. But she felt that she had to tell her younger brother this much because she sensed that he was willing to do something evil to their father if she told him that she was forced into sex.
Jason was silent. He kept his head bowed. Finally, in almost a whisper he asked, “Then…why Kar?”
Her mind raced. She didn’t want to admit to and confirm the encounter to him, but she knew how much her brother adored her (and she him) and she felt that she should tell him something so that he would understand somewhat. While Jason kept his head bowed almost as if he were ashamed, Karen gathered her thoughts. Finally, she made a decision.
She reached under her brother’s chin so that he raised his eyes to look into hers, “Because…Jase…because it was nice…” she said softly, and then seeing the look of surprise on his face she added, “This is just between you and me, right?”
He gulped and nodded nervously. Then he unwittingly looked at his sister, his eyes moving from her feet up to her face, thinking to himself that she didn’t look any different. He finally stood up and asked, “You’re okay then?”
A thankful smile appeared on her face and she answered, “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just, you know, Momma and all…God if she ever found out for sure…!”
Her younger brother walked to the door, said goodnight, and then walked out of her room and into his own. She loved him for his support.

*******

Visions of sugarplums danced…
It was not sugarplums that kept Jason awake, it was the thought of his sister’s naked body being fucked by their father. Jason had seen his sister’s naked body on more than one occasion and he had also seen an XXX-rated video that his brother Peter had allowed him to watch. Armed with those memories the young boy began to conjure up visions of his father putting his thing into his sister Karen.
That night a strange thing happened. While mentally picturing his sister and father ‘doing it’, Jason found himself becoming aroused at the thought. Recently he had learned how to masturbate and was doing it every few days. Now as he thought of what happened with his sister and father he moved his fingers around his hard cock and began moving his hand up and down. As his excitement increased, his mental vision of his naked sister being fucked by their father began to transform and soon his father disappeared from his mind. It was only Karen’s naked body now that he was imagining. With her tits and pussy dancing in his head he pounded away as his cock began spurting his youthful cum.
It was then that the thought came to him for the first time. ‘It was nice’, she had said. Karen had actually liked having sex with their father. Would she possibly want to allow him to have sex with her? As this exciting thought came to him, he quickly got hard anew-just thinking about his sister’s body.
Jason just could not sleep. He would have to ask her – – She might agree. She loved him. What was the worst that could happen? She’d say no?
…But she might say yes!
All was quiet in the house when Jason arose at about 1 AM. He left his room and noiselessly went to Karen’s. Afraid that if he knocked on her door that he might awaken someone else, he quietly turned the doorknob and entered his sister’s room, closing the door silently behind him. Soundlessly he approached her bed.
In the dimly lit room, Jason could easily see his sister’s sleeping figure as she lay on her back under the blankets. She was beautiful.
“Kar!” he whispered.
There was no answer, she was in a sound sleep. He whispered her name two more times, still not receiving any response. Finally, with his hand shaking, he reached out and gently nudged her shoulder as he hissed out her name in the semi-darkness.
Karen slowly stirred into consciousness. She opened her eyes and a look of surprise came onto her face. Standing alongside of the bed, dressed only in his jockey shorts, was her younger brother.
“Jase…Whatsa matter?…” she whispered back in response to his calling her name. The darkness of the room told her that it was probably the middle of the night.
Jason had rehearsed what he had wanted to say but now he was too frightened. He was tongue-tied.
Karen tried again, “Are you all right? Is anything the matter?”
Her brother shook his head nervously. He felt like his whole being was trembling. Looking down at her he finally managed to ask, “C-can I, er, sit here? I, er, I w-want to ask ya something.”
She was going to yell at him because of the hour but then she remembered that they were all going through a hard time. She saw a confused and uncertain look about him. She recalled their earlier talk. She looked at his shifting eyes and his nervous bearing. Karen could see her brother looking the length of her body. She realized that he had walked into her room in the middle of the night while the rest of the family slept. Suddenly she began to get a sense of what was actually happening. Then she too started to become confused and frightened, not really at Jason but rather at the situation.
She nodded, indicating that he had her okay, and he slowly sat on the bed alongside of her, “What’s up?” she tried again, almost afraid at what the answer might be.
Finally he was able to speak in an almost inaudible whisper, “I…well I was, er, thinking, er, how you said, er, you know, er…” He couldn’t complete his thoughts into words.
A million thoughts raced through the young girl’s head. Was her younger brother really here to try to have sex with her? It certainly seemed that way. And, if so, then what? Surely, she could not do it with him. After all, she was not a slut, no matter what her mom was calling her. Besides, Jase was much too young. Yet Karen was pleased that her brother was not only not mad at her for what she had done with her father but also he was actually giving his approval. By this action now he was saying that what she did with her father was okay. Or was this somehow a threat that he would tell their mom what she had confided in him?
“You, er, you said, er, that what you did was nice?” he managed to whisper, looking at her.
Karen swallowed and then nodded.
Again, Jason waited, not knowing how to proceed. He saw the look of fright in his sister’s eyes although he was undoubtedly more afraid now than she was.
“Kar, I…Could…I…er, I love you, you know,” he whispered.
Karen’s fear increased. She was about to tell him to leave, there was no longer any doubt as to why he was there. The thought was dangerous and frightening, yet at the same time it was wonderfully flattering. But she couldn’t let this go any further. God, if her mother ever found out that ‘her precious son’, ‘her pride and joy’, was trying to have sex with ‘THE SLUT’ she would have a heart attack.
Karen’s mind raced. It would serve her mother right! And besides, what would be wrong with allowing her brother to do it? It would be no better or worse that doing it with her father, would it? And she loved Jason so much. It might be fun to be his first (which she was sure would be the case).
Finally, she made the decision. Underneath the blanket, her hands were clutching at it, holding it up to her neck. Boldly she pushed it down to her chest, still covering her naked breasts and she moved one of her hands out from under and over and onto his lap.
Jason’s hands were by his sides. He was facing and looking down at his sister. As he felt Karen’s hand move to his lap his mouth suddenly went dry and his hardened prick twitched inside his jockeys.
“Do…is this, er…” She didn’t have the slightest idea how to advance further either.
Jason summoned up the courage, “Can…we, er, can we fuck, Kar?” he said softly.
Now it was out. Her heart leapt in her chest. She wanted to teach Jase and learn with him. He would be fun. Her hand slowly but deliberately moved onto the top of his hard cock and grasped it, her fingers holding the shaft firmly but gently.
As he ‘mmmmm’d’ she whispered to him, “What else Jase? Tell me what else you want to do,” she whispered, vixen-like, encouraging him to say more as she continued squeezing on his shaft.
“Mmmmmmmm, oooo, that’s n-nice, Kar. I…I don’t know…what else…What else is there…?” he asked innocently in a shaken voice as excitement ran through him.
As Karen was squeezing and releasing on her brother’s young virginal cock, its head was throbbing. Then momentarily she released it and reached to his side, grabbing his hand. She slowly brought it back toward her waiting body and directed it onto the hot flesh of her tit. As his hand enfolded around her breast, hers moved back to his cock; then grasped and squeezed.
“Don’t you want to do everything, Jase?” she whispered, hotly.
He nodded frantically, “uh…yeah…”
“Everything that you saw in that video that Petey had?”
Again, his head bobbed rapidly in assent.
“You remember everything?” she was heating up quickly now. The thought of incest with her brother was exciting her rather than repulsing her.
“Uh huh, umm,” he responded. His cock was feeling so great from his sister’s squeezing fingers.
By now, the 14-year-old girl had worked herself into her own little state of aroused excitement. She whispered with urgency, “T-take your pants off, Jase…take em off and c’mon up here by me. Tell me what we’re gonna do…everything they said…Do you remember?”
He stood up is a hurry. His legs were actually wobbly. With trembling hands, he pushed his shorts quickly to the floor and stepped out of them. At the same time, that he was removing them Karen had quickly lifted up her hips and pushed her panties down her legs and off her ankles. Then as her brother watched with wide eyes she threw the blanket off her naked body and her eyes were drawn to his hardened prick, which jerked involuntarily upon seeing his sister naked in this position.
She was embarrassed letting Jase look at her because although he had seen her many times before, this time was different. He hadn’t seen her since she was a gangly 11-year-old. She was filled out now.
As he was about to climb onto the bed he looked at her nakedness and the excitement from seeing her was indescribable. She was a total beauty.
Karen watched her brother as he stood awestruck. She was just as excited as he was. Her eyes kept returning to his prick and she was fascinated at the sight. It wasn’t nearly as big as her father’s or Billy McLeod’s (the boy that raped her) yet to her the totally hard white mass held her eyes captivated. For some reason, Jason’s hard little cock was beautiful. She wanted to do everything with him. She too had seen that video and while she had no desire to do any of that stuff with her father she did want to do it all with Jase.
She patted the bed and he finally made his way up, “Here Jase…by me…lay by me. That’s it, lay back brother,” she coaxed excitedly.
Jason was almost afraid to touch his sister as he lay back nervously next to her. His head was turned facing her. His heart was racing and pounding from the excitement. Karen leaned up to her side on her elbow. Her free hand moved slowly over his chest heading downward. They were both trembling from an unknown fear and trepidation.
She placed her mouth to his ear and whispered wetly into it, “Tell me what we’re gonna do brother.”
“…Ev…everything,” he said hesitantly.
Karen’s fingers were slowly moving around his belly now and it was quivering under her touch. His cock was continuously twitching from the excitement.
“Jase, come on tell me…everything…What is everything? What are we gonna do? I want you to tell me…” she was whispering. She was working herself up in the illicit excitement. She could see the hesitation in her brother, unsure about what was happening what he was to do. She whispered even more forcefully, “Tell me. If you don’t…I won’t let you do anything. Tell me Jase. What’s everything?…What do you want me to do?…What do I want…come on brother…tell me!”
As she completed this last sentence, her working fingers enclosed around the young boy’s pulsating cock. He was now wild. He hunched his hips upward to her hot hand.
“Oh h h h yeaaah Kar. Nnnn, that’s so… oooo…so nice. Play with…Jerk me off…I want you to jerk me off and…Kar…will you…will you suck me?…” he asked nervously and then, as her hand gently stroked on his hard little pecker, he boldly completed his conversation, “Yeah, you’re gonna suck me…suck my big cock…and I’m…I’m gonna eat your cunt…and…and…fuck your ass…and cunt…and…and…ooooo…”
His sister had moved down and looked with an eager curiosity, almost lovingly at his cock. She held the shaft in her hand and lowered her lips to the tip. Then she held it steady, opened her mouth, and took the throbbing boner into her wet orifice.
“Ohhhhhhhhh!!!” he silently cried as the pleasure overtook him. His fingers moved down onto his sister’s head, grasping her blonde curls and holding her so that she couldn’t retreat even if she wanted to. He felt the wonderful sucking motion and the licking of her twirling tongue, on the tip and all around the shaft. Jason knew that he was about to erupt and he wanted to cum in her bobbing mouth.
“Oooo…ooo…Kar Oh KarKar oooo, I’m gonna…ooo…”
Taking a lesson from her father, she had moved her hand under her brother’s ass. Now feeling his frantic bucking and hearing his incoherent mutterings she knew that he was about to erupt. Everything that they were doing was so wrong…and this made it most exciting, so wrongfully exciting that Karen wanted everything that was wrong. She knew that her brother’s stuff would be nasty in her mouth and just because of that, she wanted it to happen. She pushed her middle finger deep into his asshole just as he reached the peak of his volcanic-like eruption.
“NNNNNGGGGG!!!!!…..” A wild sound was gushing out of him as his sister was fucking her finger deeper into his asshole as her licking tongue felt and tasted the squirts of sperm that was filling her hot, wet, mouth.
“Kar, oooo, nice ni-i-i… ohhh!” he cried softly. As he twisted upward, the final shots were being sucked out of him. She was swallowing her brother’s love juices and thrilling at the gushes that were being created with a wild wonderful gagging delicious taste.
Finally, he loosened his grip on the back of her head. He was dry.
Karen then removed her mouth from her brother’s shrunken cock, moved her naked body up on his, and then rolled off. Once again, she rested on her side on her elbow. Her brother’s breathing was still irregular. Her hand moved lightly over his chest and then she had her fingers on his nipple. She moved in closer on him and moved her mouth to his ear while she raked her fingernail on his nipple and around his tiny aureole, teasing, and pleasing him. Jason began groaning in his throat. Her fingers shortly left his chest and moved to his other ear. There they twirled magically in every erogenous spot that he had while her tongue did the same to his other ear. Then her fingers withdrew and returned to his tit, pinching at his hardened nipple. With her mouth still working on his one ear, her fingers raked down, making their way lower, and once more Jason felt his cock, which was already hard again, once more twitching. As her fingers moved down, her tongue continued to shoot in and out of her brother’s ear.
Karen still had a mouthful of his youthful cum. Her fingernails were now raking along the length of his shaft and Jason was again fully aroused, “Mmmmm, Kar…You’re…this is good…,” he murmured.
As his sister played with his cock she moved her face from his ear over to his mouth. Their eyes were frantically watching the heated reaction of the other.
“I…I love…I love you Kar..,” he said hotly.
Awkwardly he reached up to pull her face down to his. She deliberately refused to move her mouth down onto his. She felt a rush of excitement. She wanted to see his reaction. Hovering over him, she inched her mouth open slowly as her fingers worked his cock. Looking up at his sister, Jason saw that her mouth was still filled with the juices that he had shot into her. A half-smile played on her lips and he knew that she wanted to kiss him and feed it back to him, as they had seen in the video. At the time, he had thought that it was disgusting but now his heart began pounding wildly at the thought of performing this evil yet somehow most exciting act with his sister.
Eagerly he grabbed at the back of her head and pulled her face down to his and she knew that if her brother was willing to do this that he would truly be willing to do anything with her. The thought excited her and as she pressed her sperm-filled mouth to his, she felt spasms exploding in her pussy. She opened her mouth fully and her mouthful of cum became two half-mouthfuls as brother and sister tongued and sucked and pushed and licked and swallowed the juices from each other’s mouth as if it were one.
Karen was on fire now. As each frantic mouth enjoyed the deliciousness of the other, she tore her hand from his throbbing cock and hurriedly straddled him while their tongues dueled.
“Mmmmmmmmmm…” he mouthed into hers.
“Mmmmmmmmmm…” she mouthed into his.
They were moaning incessantly into each other’s mouth.
Jason’s hands had moved up and were eagerly exploring the wonderful soft, firmness of his sister’s breasts. Her hands had inched back down and she felt his hardness in the area of her pussy-hole.
His fingers were massaging the hot flesh and mischievously pinching at the hardened nipples.
Once more Karen felt that her body was completely overtaken by wanton lust. She wanted cock, her brother’s cock, as she had desperately wanted her father’s cock days before. At this moment, if there were any other cock around she would have wanted that too. The youngster was desperate to have cock. She pushed her hips down and felt her brother’s flesh enter inside of her. The excitement that she was feeling had her brain exploding. As her cunt engulfed his virginal cock Jason’s whole body tightened with pleasure.
“Nnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!” he groaned through clenched teeth as his cock felt the wonderful thrill of his sister’s wet greased-like hole sliding down on him, swallowing the pecker all the way inside of her body.
His hands quickly moved from Karen’s chest and eagerly moved around to the cheeks of her thrusting ass. He clasped a globe of flesh in each of his hands.
“Unnnnnnn, mmmmmmm…” They were moaning into each other’s mouth as her hands pushed and squeezed at his ears as their mouths continued draining from each other in a sought of desperation.
Karen pulled her body up allowing her pulsating pussy to slide up his cock before dropping back down. Soon she was bouncing up and down on his body drawing his prick completely into her body and then pushing it almost out all the way, before starting the thrilling process all over again.
As good as it had been, with her father, this was even better. Karen was now moving up and down in such a frenetic manner that it seemed as if she was overtaken by a demon. She felt the spasms begin within and heard her brother’s mournful moans. She knew that they were both going to cum together. As her body began to show a glaze of sweat, she worked her hot young body to a frantic climax on her brother, while they continued moaning in each other’s mouth.
As Karen’s final climax was there she felt Jason’s hands tighten like a vice on the flesh of her ass-cheeks and he was pulling her back down onto him violently each time that she pulled up.
“Come on Jase let it out…cum shoot it in me…hur-hurryhurryhurry..” she whispered frantically.
Jason felt his throbbing prick begin to lose its pent-up pressure as it released all of its incestuous juices into his sister’s thrilling cunt.
“Oh Kar, Kar, Kar, uh uh oh yeah yeah oh I’m…OHHHHH!” he cried.
They continued grinding and thrashing their bodies together as final spurts of pleasure exploded within each of them. And finally, nothing was left. They were both completely sated. Karen collapsed her body on top of her brother.

*******

Silently they lay together side by side, holding hands as they came back down to earth. Finally, about 15 minutes later he whispered, “I better get back to my room.”
He started to move and suddenly Karen sprang up on her side placing an arm across his chest to hold him down and whispering, “Wait…you owe…we…we haven’t finished yet Jase.”
She shifted over and her lips descended on her brother’s chest while she began gently kissing the young flesh of his hairless upper body.
Jason was spent. He no longer felt any inner urges and wanted to say something to make his sister stop. He didn’t know what she had in mind but he just didn’t feel anything. He couldn’t do anything anymore. He was drained. He wasn’t the least bit hard or excited.
Karen continued with her kisses on his child’s body. Her mouth opened and sucked on the skin of his chest. Then her tongue flicked out and tasted his young skin. Her hands moved down and gently cupped his little hairless balls. Ever so softly, her hand enfolded and relaxed, squeezed gently and eased as her mouth continued on his chest. As her lips began sucking on his nipples, Karen felt a tightening about her brother’s testicles. A murmur came from somewhere inside him. She was determined to get him excited again. If she was going to be totally violated she wanted the first violations of her body to be done by those that she was sure loved her.
She thought of the video that she had seen. It had left a tremendous impression on her. After seeing it she had vowed to remain a virgin all of her life rather than do those things that, at the time that she watched it, seemed so humiliating to her. Then when she had sex with her father Karen knew that eventually she would be doing all of those other things even if it were against her will. Wasn’t it better to do them voluntarily with someone that you knew wasn’t trying to hurt you?, she thought. That was why she had taken her brother’s penis in her mouth. She had thought that it would hurt and was pleasantly surprised to find out that it didn’t. She realized that some man would one day force it on her and now that she had actually done it, she knew that in the future she would not be forced. If a guy wanted her to do it at least now she realized that it wasn’t an ordeal. If the truth were told, she had actually enjoyed sucking Jason’s cock.
As she worked her mouth over her brother’s rehardened nipple and her hand worked on his balls she felt a heat arising from inside her pussy at the thought of what she was going to try doing with him.
Jason’s willingness to suck his own cum from her mouth proved to her that he would do anything for her, and would probably do anything not to hurt her. If ever she were going to find out how bad it was to be fucked in the ass, she decided, wouldn’t it be best to have the first one be a small one? Her brother was only 12. She realized that as guys get older they get bigger. She remembered her father’s cock and how big that was. That would have probably tore her ass apart. Karen had some kind of intuitive feeling, knowing that if she enjoyed everything that she did so far with her father and her brother, that in the future she was destined to experiment with every form of sex that may give her pleasure. Moreover, Jase and her would have one more thing that they could remember of each other.
Her tongue was now running in circles on his upper tummy, just beneath his chest, while her hand slid from his tautly stretched balls over his hardened cock and back down to his balls. He was squirming again under her constant manipulations.
A small sound of pleasure seeped out of his throat, “Mmmmmm,” he groaned softly within his closed mouth.
Karen began whispering between licks and kisses on his stomach, “You can’t leave me yet Jase…remember? (lick, kiss) Remember the video? (tongue, lips) Remember your promise? (kiss kiss) Everything (lick) We want to do everything (long lick over his chest)
“Nnnnnggggggg” An excited sound came from within his clenched teeth.
His sister continued murmuring as her mouth and hands brought him back to a completely aroused state. Jason wasn’t sure what Karen was talking about when she said “Everything,” but he was again getting to the point that he would walk through walls for her.
“Everymmmmm, mmmmthing, mmmm, Jasemmmmmmmm everything mmmmmm…”
“Yeah Kar, ooo yeah…Oh I love your mouth…your hand ooo…NIIIIICCE,” he groaned a little bit too loud.
“Sssshhh, easy, Jase easy. You’ll wake everyone up,” she whispered and her mouth and hand moved again on his sensitive body.
She began squeezing and releasing the young boy’s cock, which was ready for action again. He felt the pressure start to build and knew that it was only a matter of time before the pressure became unbearable. Her mouth worked down and then her hand was holding his young cock so that her eager tongue could once again take sweeping licks around the head, tasting the pre-cum that began to exit the tiny hole.
Karen continued murmuring words into his body and then she was talking directly to his cock, “You’re going to do me, aren’t mmm you…in me, in mmmmmm me, my ass mmm in my ass!”
As he heard these words, his prick twitched and throbbed like never before, as if it had a mind of its own. He had seen the girl in the video take it up the ass and nothing else in the whole video captured his imagination like that scene.
Also, about six months earlier he saw a couple of dogs fucking. As the male pounded into the female from the rear, Jase who didn’t know any better, thought that the male was sticking his cock into the female’s ass. Just thinking that was what he was witnessing gave him the most powerful hard-on of his young life.
“Kar…,” he hissed hoarsely. The thought of what she was saying made his temples pound with excitement. “Do You really…?”
As if to answer, his sister pulled away from him and was quickly maneuvering. Her face was then momentarily about his and he couldn’t believe the far-out, wild, look in his sister’s eyes.
“Hurry Jase, hurry…do me…hurry.”
Karen was begging him, urging him in a frantic whisper as she got off to the side of the bed and was immediately placing her upper body down onto the mattress, giving him her ass as an only target.
“Hurry Jase…” she whispered as he moved from the bed and then stood behind her in a matter of seconds.
Her feet were fully planted on the floor and her upper body was down, her chest, arms, and face, on the mattress. As she lay there, each of her hands moved to each of her ass-cheeks, spreading the crack to give him access.
Jason looked with wild excitement and saw the tiny hole beckoning him. He was sure that he couldn’t get it into her. But Karen seemed to badly want it in her ass. He moved directly behind her body and between her legs and gently moved his body up against the ass flesh. He hunched over her and pushed his pecker into its crack, up toward her hole.
He felt his sister’s hands guide him and then she hissed hotly, “There Jase…do it…now!”
He pushed hard. Karen turned her face down and pushed her mouth onto the mattress to stifle her cry of pain, which came out muffled. As her brother tried to penetrate, Karen’s hands moved up alongside of her head and clutched at the sheet. He felt nothing happening. He only knew that he was causing her pain. He stopped.
“Wait…wait Jase, wait…” she murmured, and then she was suddenly moving out from under him saying, “Wait, I’ll be right back.”
In a flash, she rushed out of her door and it seemed to be only a matter of seconds until she returned. Then in breathtaking speed she moved back into the same position and whispered excitedly, “C’mon Jase it’s okay. Try…Do it. Try again.”
Karen again bent and put her head down, turning her face into the mattress. Once she was in position, again she reached behind her and her fingers spread her asscheeks to facilitate his entry. Jase was still somewhat frightened and frustrated from moments before. He was hesitant because he didn’t want to hurt his sister. Yet, seeing her in that position, presenting her ass for him, again brought his cock back to full size. He again moved in close behind her, looking down at the naked, vulnerable exciting body. As he started to move his body back into her, he saw something this time that he had not before. A yellowish looking moisture was surrounding her little asshole.
“What, what’s that?” he whispered.
“It’s okay Jase, put it in me – – it’s okay, it’s better.”
Jason moved between her legs again and pushed into her. His cock was throbbing from the excitement. Once again, it was at her asshole. He pushed with all of the power that he could muster and this time he felt himself entering her hole. As soon as the head of his cock penetrated the sphincter Karen screamed into the mattress. As he continued sliding excruciatingly slow into her baby-narrow tunnel, she moaned as she clutched at the bed. The tightness of her greased hole was squeezing his prick so much that it was almost hurting him. He pushed deeper into her and the burning pain that she was experiencing was causing tears to rush to her eyes.
As much as her brother was hurting her, she still did not want him to stop. There was some perverse satisfaction reverberating within her body as he began moving in and out of her asshole. The utter wantonness of it all had Jason moving harder into his sister. She was crying into the mattress, silently praying that he would stop while at the same time her voice could be heard babbling into the mattress, begging him to fuck her.
Jason now began fucking with all of his power. An evil maliciousness seemed to be overtaking him, he wanted to hurt her. Strangely, she wanted to be hurt. He was ass fucking his older sister and once again, his cock was becoming thoroughly inflamed to the point of explosion.
Her hole was so tight and his cock felt so enlarged, that he felt as if it was going to implode, instead of explode. His cock couldn’t stand the pressure. He knew that he would be cumming in his sister again.
“I…Oh Kar Kar Kar I’m ohhh, here it cums again…oh ohh ohh!”
He was ramming into her from the rear as if he were a wild animal. His hands were wrapped tightly on his sister’s tits as he plunged furiously in and out, shooting every drop into her.
Karen continued whining and moaning as he forced the final thrust of his hips into her ass cheeks allowing the final drops of cum to be squeezed from his prick.
Finally, they collapsed from exhaustion. Jason’s cock immediately shrunk and her inner asshole muscles instinctively squeezed it, forcing it to slip out of her asshole. She was terribly sore. She edged up on the bed and lay on her stomach.
Jason knew that he had hurt his sister bad, “I’m sorry Kar. I…”
She cut off his whispered voice, saying, “It’s okay Jase…I…I asked for it…Just go to bed…I’ll be all right, I promise. I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”
“Are you sure that you’re okay,” he asked nervously.
“Uh huh,” she assured him, “Just go babe, okay.”
He felt helpless, she was obviously in a lot of pain. He quickly retrieved his shorts.
“Night Kar.”
“Night Jase.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too Jase.”
He moved to the door. As soon as he stepped outside, he gasped. He found himself face to face with his older brother Peter. Jason never even got to close the door completely before the confrontation. Completely unnerved and at a loss for words he scurried away without a word, going directly to his room. He was scared that Peter would tell their mother and father.
Peter had other things on his mind than ‘ratting out’ his brother and sister. He stood watching his little brother disappear into his room, closing the door behind him. Peter then looked into his sister’s bedroom from outside in the hall where he was standing. In the semi-darkness, he could see her nude body lying face down on the bed. He felt his own cock hardening. He couldn’t believe what he was thinking. He knew in his heart that Karen and their dad had had sex, but was it possible that she and Jase?….

Part 3

He entered her room quietly, closing the door silently behind him. Although Karen’s face was turned away, she still heard the sound. She assumed that it was Jase coming back, still feeling guilty. Peter was then standing by the side of his younger sister’s bed, looking down at her naked body. He had always been impressed with her ass, but seeing it now in the flesh brought his pecker to full eminence.
Karen had a beautiful body. But she’s your sister!, he told himself. But, he thought, fighting his conscience, his father had fucked her. And Jason had probably fucked her. Would she let him?
“Karen?” he whispered and he almost jumped out of his shorts by her panicked reaction.
She had turned on her side and frantically pulled the covers about her body. He got a full view of her naked tits and cunt before she hurriedly covered herself.
“Peter, what…what are you doing here?’ she whispered.
“I saw Jase come out of your room and I thought something might be a-matter…You all right?”
Karen looked at her older brother standing there. She was sure that he had guessed what had happened. After all, hadn’t Jason told her that Peter didn’t believe the story that nothing had happened between she and her father? And now he catches Jason leaving her bedroom at 2 AM and finds her lying naked on the bed.
“I’m…Yeah, I’m okay,” she said quietly, not volunteering anything about Jason’s reason for being in her room.
Peter stood there, shifting nervously from one foot to the next.
He looked down at his sister lying there. She looked so hot to him, especially now that he knew that she was experienced in sex. He wanted her. He probably had wanted her for a while, and had been afraid to admit it to himself. If ever he were going to get a chance, this would be it.
Karen watched him warily, wondering what his real thoughts were, why was he still awake, and what was he doing here? She allowed her eyes to move from his face and to look fully at her older brother. Peter followed her eyes as they moved calmly down his body, down to his boxer shorts and, when they arrived at his crotch, he felt his whole body heat up. To his surprise, his cock rapidly expanded to a full hard-on.
The 14-year-old girl watched in amazement as her brother’s shorts became full. Oh God, she thought, what is going on? – – Not Peter too!
She felt trapped. She tried to think rationally. She loved her father and baby brother and although she knew that all of the sex that happened with them was wrong, Karen was still able to think of herself as a clean person.
But, she told herself, if she did anything with her brother Peter it would be different. She was never really close with him. In fact, it seemed that all of her life her older brother ‘made fun’ of her and often humiliated her. She knew that if she allowed him to have his way with her now that he would forever hold it over her. On the other hand, if she did not go along (and she was convinced that she was going to have to make a decision) she felt that he would somehow expose Jason and her.
He moved and sat on the bed alongside of her.
“You sure you’re all right?” he tried again.
She nodded nervously. She gave a fleeting thought to screaming out and saying that he barged in to rape her. That would get even with him for all of the humiliation that he had made her suffer over the years, but she realized that she would not be able to pull that off. But it would certainly be fun to see him squirm.
Peter reached over and with a trembling hand he brushed hairs from the side of his sister’s face and then tentatively moved down slowly to the top of her chest, ready to pull back in a millisecond if Karen rebelled. She remained motionless, a scared look upon her face, as she clutched the blanket up to her neck.
Their eyes reached each other’s face.
“How come Jase was here?” he asked and his hand turned over gently, so that his palm was now brushing lightly at the upper portion of her breast which was heaving heavily under his touch. In addition to her heavy breathing, Karen’s heart was pounding from fright.
“St-stop Petey…Take your hand off me…” Her voice was barely audible.
“It’s okay Kar. I…I’m not gonna tell mom…”
There was the threat! Karen knew her brother well. The creep!
His hand moved down just a bit further over the mound of chest, and then it was covering her breast. His fingers closed lightly upon her tit.
“No!!!” she hissed as she moved one of her hands from inside of the blanket to the outside and clamped it on the back of her brother’s hand, which had begun to knead her young tangerine sized lump, “Stop Petey…Don’t…”
They had reached a stalemate. His hand remained on her breast, unable to move under her tight grasp, “C’mon Sis…” he coaxed softly, “You let dad and Jason, didn’t ya? C’mon. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”
Karen was frightened She knew that she was going to have to give in to him but she also knew that Peter would use it against her to humiliate her.
“He…Don’t. I didn’t do…don’t Petey…Stop…I know you…You will tell.”
He felt a chance to break through her resistance here, “I won’t!” he spoke anxiously, “I won’t…I promise Kar…I won’t tell anyone…It will be just you and I who’ll know, I swear. I promise. C’mon Sis, please…I’ve always wanted to do it with you…”
Peter’s cock was raging. His chest was heaving and his temples were pounding. He would rape her if he had to. She wouldn’t be able to squeal on him anyway, not with what he knew. He had to have her.
She watched her brother’s eyes and saw the desperation on his face and then an idea struck Karen. Slowly, she released the grip on his hand. Peter felt her hand leaving his but he didn’t know what to think. Was she going to allow his hand freedom? Was she getting ready to resist him? Unsure of what was happening he didn’t automatically start massaging her breast again. Instead, his fingers only lightly began to squeeze, almost imperceptibly.
Karen’s hand moved off her body and innocently landed on top of her brother’s throbbing cock. Feeling the heat from her hand, his prick twitched involuntarily.
“You swear you won’t tell, Petey?” she whispered.
“I…I swear…”
Her fingers started squeezing a little more forcibly. Karen knew that she had him almost completely at her will. She suddenly pushed the blanket off her body. Peter allowed his hand to come off her tit as the blanket fell behind her and then he returned, this time clasping her bare tit-flesh beneath his fingers. In the semi-darkness, his eyes drank in the beauty of his sister’s naked body. He tensed his body as he felt his sister’s fingers moving into his shorts through the slit, encircling the flesh of his throbbing cock.
“Gonnnngggggghhhh!” he groaned.
With his prick wrapped within in her hot hand she squeezed tightly upon his pulsing flesh. As he moaned deep in his throat, his sister expertly eased the tension on his cock. At the same time, she pulled the skin downward. Once more a deep groaned escaped him. He thrust his torso upward into her hand.
Karen now had him where she wanted. It was up to her now.
“Petey…You…Will you prove you won’t tell…?” she whispered as her fingers squeezed and released his pulsing pecker.
“Yeah, Kar…Yeah…I promise…” he muttered hotly. He hadn’t the slightest idea about what she was talking. All that he knew was that his body had a tremendous need to be sexually satisfied. Her flesh and fingers had her brother at a point of near incoherence. He would tell her anything that she wanted so that his needs could be fulfilled.
“My ass…Petey…My ass hurts…Will you kiss it and make it better…?”
Her fingers continued their slow torture on his cock. His whole body was on fire now. He would have promised her anything that she wanted but this was a no-brainer. He loved eating pussy. Right now, he wanted to eat his sister’s cunt even more than he wanted to fuck her. If she wanted him to kiss her ass, he would be glad to start there. In fact, just the thought made him more excited.
“”Oh yeah, Kar…Of course hon…Wherever you want…” Peter was murmuring.
“”C’mon Petey, come on. I need you to kiss it and make it better!” she whispered hotly.
He pulled away from her and stood up. He rushed his shorts off his body and quickly climbed back onto the bed, toward his naked sister. He was almost in full attack mode. She had to use all of her strength to hold him off.
“You…you promised Petey…you promised,” she hissed frantically.
Peter was in a frenzy, “Yeah I…yeah…yeah…c’mon…I will…”
Hurriedly he moved down the opposite way so that his face was almost at her crotch. Then he lay on his back, and as he was doing so, he reached over to bring his sister’s body over, so that she was forced to kneel and straddle his head with her thighs. Her beautifully shaped ass was now before him.
He heard his sister whispering to him, urging him to, “Kiss it and make it better Petey…Hurry…Its hurts…”
His mouth moved tentatively. His lips began kissing her hot flesh of her asscheeks. His hands reached out and grabbed the baby softness of her hips. Peter’s tongue tasted her body flesh and his cock twitched from the excitement.
Karen bent forward and her hands moved to his cock. While one of her tiny hands encircled the throbbing mass her other hand cupped his tightened balls.
“Nnnnnnnnggggggg,” he groaned upon the flesh of her ass as the pleasures created by her hands overtook his senses.
“Kiss it Petey…you promised…Inside…All of it…The…the crack…make it better…”
The thought of tasting an asshole would have been repugnant to him an hour ago but now he was so far-gone that he not only wanted to taste it…He had to taste it!
Peter was acting as a man possessed now. His thumbs moved into the crack of his sister’s ass and parted the flesh, allowing room for his tongue to eagerly move within her. His lips moved into the hole and his nose pushed into the crack of her ass. His mind was a kaleidoscope of colors. The whole experience was causing his passion to reach a fever pitch. His tongue was moving in and out of her asshole.
A constant pleasurable, “Mmmmmmm…” was being muffled by the crack of her ass around his nose, which was buried inside and was drawing in her body’s aroma.
His hands pulled his sister’s hips back so that her ass was clamped tightly to his hungry mouth.
“Ooooo…Yeah Petey do it…you’re goooooood…clean me up Petey…Get those juices out of there…Ooooohh good…Clean Jase’s cum out of me…Yeahhhhh…”
Peter heard her words and he understood their meaning but there was something otherworldly about them, so that he did not find anything wrong in what he was doing. He knew that he had been licking and sucking juices that had been oozing from his sister’s asshole and the taste and her reaction to his manipulations had only egged him on. He now semi-realized that it was his brother’s cum that his tongue was ferreting out of Karen’s ass tunnel, yet that only seemed to excite him further. His mouth was working furiously within the delicious crack.
Peter was too far-gone to think rationally. The world was now upside down. The forbidden thought that he was actually tasting his brother’s cum was no longer a disgusting thought for him. Instead, it was a thought that actually seemed to fire him up. He could actually taste the stickiness coming into his mouth and the thought that it was cum mixed and flavored by his sister’s shithole was intoxicating.
“Clean Jase out of my cunt too Petey…do me good!”
Brother and sister seemed to be of the same mind. At the same time that she was urging him to switch his mouth from her ass, he had already begun moving eagerly into her very aroused pussy. He began working his tongue and mouth over and around her clitoris, pushing his sucking lips into the twat hole, and lapping at the profusion of juices within and about her.
Karen was also wildly excited beyond the norm at what was happening. She bent lower and moved her lips over the head of her brother’s cock. She was holding it tight to stop its wild twitching. Slowly she allowed it to move past her lips and start to bury itself in her wet sucking mouth.
“Awwwmmmmnnnnnnggggg,” his nose and mouth groaned into her and his lips moved in and opened over her hole, allowing for the juices to flow into his eager mouth. He pushed his mouth harder into her body and sucked.
Karen began fucking down on his face as the passions began building to new heights inside of her. His hands held tightly at her hips drawing her fucking pussy into him. She was pounding down with a fury, as if she was possessed.
Her wild movements only fueled his excitement. Peter couldn’t control the explosion. It happened so quickly that he had no time to warn her. His cock was spewing its juices into her open mouth and she swallowed and sucked as she fucked down on his face. Moans and groans were continuously emanating from both of the impassioned youngsters.
As the final blasts of sperm came into her mouth, Karen felt a huge spasm overtake her whole being. She clamped her thighs on her brother’s ears and pushed her cunt down with a violent thrust on his licking tongue and sucking mouth. And then her body convulsed as the waves of pleasure swept over her.
“Ohhhhhhh, Peeeetttteeeeee! Ooooooo! Yeagggh…”
Karen finally relaxed her body as the climax passed. Then she moved off her brother’s body and lay on her side. Peter moved up alongside, facing her. They smiled weakly at each other, both of them totally sated.
In the dim, almost dark, room he looked over his sister’s body, enjoying her naked beauty almost with a reverence. He had admired her without anyone being aware and now actually seeing her naked body was cause for amazement and awe.
And sadness. Unlike his father and brother, Peter had a guilty feeling what had happened. Karen bent forward and place a gentle kiss on her brother’s lips and then pulled back.
“That was great, Petey. You were so good.” she said softly.
Her hand reached out and her fingers played at the edge of his mouth, one finger teasing just inside of his parted lips. Peter moved a hand to his sister’s waist and rubbed her soft hot skin under his fingers.
Each of them moved their bodies inward until they were pressed together once more. Her breasts were softly crushing into his chest and her crotch was pushing against his cock. While her fingers played at her brother’s lips, her free hand moved to the side of his head and her fingers started tantalizing his ear, inside and out. Pleasurable sensations started to run through his body again. His cock began to become re-energized. Karen felt it rising against her.
“Did you like it as much as I did?” she whispered.
“Uh, yeah…You…I never…it was great…Super great!” he answered.
The 14-year-old girl’s hands were moving expertly now on her brother. She moved a finger gently past his lips and teased about within his mouth.
Peter began to softly moan, and his hands also became busy upon his sister. His one hand moved from her waist, around her body to the soft cheek of her ass, and his other moved up between their bodies and started fondling the flesh of her taut tit.
Karen moved her mouth to his and while her fingers teasingly explored, her lips eagerly pecked at his lips.
“Jason’s cum…You cleaned it out of me, right?” she whispered.
Peter’s cock was once again at full mast, “Y-yeah, Kar…I…I did.”
She whispered conspiratorially, “You liked it, didn’t you? You liked tasting me and driving me wild, hah?”
“Yeah Kar, Yeah.”
While her one hand continued working on his ear, her other left his mouth and moved down between their bodies to capture his throbbing cock. She enclosed her fingers around the pulsating mass of hot flesh.
“Oooooo,” he moaned softly.
Karen’s mouth stayed at his lips, gently pecking. Her tongue occasionally lashed out and licked teasingly around and over her brother’s lips.
“I tasted good, hah,” she hissed hotly.
“Yeah!” he whispered, more excited now as his body was again reacting to her hands and mouth.
“Jase tasted good too, hah?” she asked as her fingers tightened around his rod.
“Nnnnnnnggggg, ye…yeah…,” he groaned.
“You liked…Jase’s cum, hah?” she whispered as her tongue shot out and twisted inside of his highly sensitive ear.
“Nnnyrrrr, yeahhh, oh yeah I did, Kar…”
He was again starting to lose complete control.
“You liked Jase’s cock…Right?”
Peter didn’t answer. He was frozen in thought.
Karen was determined to get him to say this. She worked his ear into her mouth some more, moving her tongue fang-like into and out of the erogenous area with quick flicks. A constant, almost silent groan was issuing from within him.
Whispering hotly and wetly into his ear she again tried, “Tell me Petey, tell me. You liked Jason’s cock and cum…”
Still no response although his body was now squirming excitedly. Her mouth continued and her hand was squeezing and releasing his throbbing cock, with purpose.
“Tell me!” she demanded.
Peter was at the boiling point again, “Yes, I did. I liked his cum…his cock.”
He was fucking into his sister’s hand now. He moved his hand to her shoulder and pushed her back down into a lying position. He followed with his body, moving to mount her. As he eagerly moved his body between his sister’s parted legs Karen reached up with both of her hands and placed them on his ears, and her fingers began moving with their magic.
“You’ll suck his cock for me again sometime, won’t you Petey…Right? You promise?”
Peter’s cock was at her pussy now and he was again a muttering mass of putty. His need was urgent and immediate. He had to get it inside of her hot wet cunt.
“Yes, yes…Oooh Kar, come on let’s do it…take me in honey…take me!”
His cock passed through her cunt’s lips and delved deep within the slick moistened passage.
“Ohhhhhh….” she moaned softly as she raised her legs and wrapped them around his smooth body. Her hands brought his mouth close to hers and she was again talking into his, “You’ll suck his cock for me right…Tell me Petey, tell me…Tell me what you’ll do for me with Jason’s cock…TELL ME!”
Peter was now pushing in and out, going up and down on his sister’s wild body. She was writhing beneath his wonderful onslaught.
“I…I suck it for you…OHH, I’ll suck it!”
He was now moving with full force, pushing and pulling into and out of her hot pussy, which seemed to grasp and suck at him with each pull back. She was matching his fucking movements pump for pump. As he pounded down into her, she replied with an eager upward thrust. The thought of being filled up inside with more incestuous juices seemed to make her hotter than ever and her hands moved hurriedly around Peter’s back, her nails digging into him almost with desperation. Her insides were spasming and her head was exploding.
As her brother pounded in and out of her, she held on and rode him back, using every muscle that was at her disposal.
The sweat was pouring off him as the pleasurable pressures forced his hips to strive for total satisfaction. His body was moving with an urgency, and his sister’s arms and legs were coiled around him tightly. Her young skin was also coated with a complete layer of wetness that was caused by her uncontrolled movements.
“Fuck me Petey, fuck me…Harder, harder…Oh Petey…I’m exploding inside me…..Ohhhh…cum in me…OHHHH! YEAHHH! YEAHHHHH! (UNH!) (UNH!) ooooo!”
Peter’s arms had reached under her back and he was clinging to her shoulders as he fucked with wild abandon into his sister’s out of control body. He felt the final pressures building inside of him and he knew that it would be only a matter of seconds before his cock released its full force. He knew that he should pull his dick out from her hole but…
“Ahh, I’m gonna cum Kar, I’m gonna cummmmm.”
He was pounding with his full force, as his sister clutched and rode under him frantically.
“C’mon Petey, come on. It’s okay…Cum. Let it….Do it in me…I’m…I’m, oooo, I’m cumming tooooooo…”
She was holding on to him for her dear life.
He was muttering incoherently, whispering and slobbering, “Here it cummmms, ooo, Kar…uh…uh…OHH…in yooooou, in yooooou-mmmmmm, AAHHHH! AAHHHH!”
A blast of sperm shot into his sister as her pussy tightened from her own spasms. She continued moaning, knowing that her brother was shooting his juices inside of her body. She held onto him, while her hot body fucked and squirmed and twisted with a wonderful wildness. His gushes of cum continued erupting, shooting out in rapid fashion. As his body drained itself of his incestuous juices, it squeezed itself dry, repeatedly attempting to push out one final drop into her cunt. Finally, he was exhausted.
Karen felt his juices running about between her legs. As she lay back, she smiled to herself. She had not planned for any of this to happen but now that it had, she was strangely happy with herself and her family.

Part 4

As you probably suspected might happen, dear readers, 14-year-old Karen became pregnant. When her mother found out, there wasn’t the least bit of civility. Ann was immediately alert. She had tried not to think that there was any possibility that her suspicions could be a reality.
Actually, she had continuously chided herself for even thinking of it, but as soon as her daughter told her that she was pregnant Ann’s immediate response was, “You had sex with your father, didn’t you?”
Confronted with this question, Karen nodded, thinking that they would be talking the whole thing out. It wasn’t to be.
When Ann received confirmation from her husband Steve that he had indeed bedded their daughter she reacted as a true woman scorned. There was no talking to her as she ranted and raved. Although no one realized it, for the past 6 months Ann was verging on the borders of a nervous breakdown. This was testing her limits, being the trigger to push her over the edge. Within an hour of finding out the news, Ann had brought the family to an explosive end.
It was obvious that she had disowned both her husband and her daughter when she gave Steve the ultimatum that he should either “Get out of the house and take your slut daughter with you or I’ll call the cops and have you arrested and her put away!”
They collected their things, preparing to leave. Tears streamed down Karen’s cheeks as she packed whatever essentials she could into a small carryall bag. She was distressed not only because her mother was unsympathetic, she was also terribly hurt by her mother calling her a slut. What was worse was when her mother made comments about how this could have a devastating affect on the boys.
Her precious boys, Karen thought.
They were ready to leave, on their way to temporarily stay at Steve’s mother’s house, after a hurried call was made. Steve walked out the door and headed for the car. Before she walked out of the door to follow her father, Karen turned and said to her mother, “I’m sorry Momma. But you should know that my baby may not be Daddy’s…”
When she finished this statement Karen moved her eyes back and forth between Jason and Peter and finally she rushed out of the house.
Ann wasn’t blind. She saw the looks that passed between her daughter and her sons and the truth started to dawn on her. After Karen had followed Steve out, Ann confronted the boys. The truth came out shortly thereafter. Then it was her time to cry. She was utterly heartbroken.
For the next half-hour, she cried hysterically as her sons looked on hopelessly, in embarrassment.
Finally, with tears still streaming down her cheeks, she cried out in despair to the boys, “How could you?”
Then like a heartbroken child she turned and ran upstairs, leaving the two boys in a daze.

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“Let’s get to bed,” Peter said to his brother, “Maybe we can talk to her in the morning.”
Jason nodded and followed his brother up the stairs as they headed to their individual rooms. Once inside his room, Jason undressed to his jockey shorts. Then, about to get into his bed he thought of his mother crying, and he felt that it was all his fault. Maybe he could apologize to her. He knew that he was her favorite and he thought that if he could get her to listen to him that he might be able to win her over and calm her down. He didn’t know how he could get his explanation to make sense but he had to try, for her sake.
He went to her bedroom and knocked on the outside of the door.
“Yeah?”
Jason opened her door and walked tentatively inside, watching her warily. Ann was lying atop her bedspread, fully clothed save for her bare feet. Her crying had stopped but the look of great sadness upon her face tore at his stomach. Her head was turned toward the door, facing him as he entered. As he approached the bed, a great sob wrenched her shoulders back and her chest heaved a broken breath as she exhaled. When the boy reached the side of her bed he stood and waited, hoping that his mother would respond to his presence.
“Can I…sit here?” he nervously asked.
“Yeah honey,” she said dejectedly, “Sit down.”
Gently he lowered his butt onto the mattress. He waited a minute before talking and finally, after taking a deep breath, he quietly spoke, “Momma…I’m sorry…”
Another sob wracked her shoulders. After a moment she responded, “It – – it wasn’t you…honey…I mean it was but…well, your sister should have known better. GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER?” she cried in despair to no one in particular and then paused, before continuing, “You’re just a child, for Cristsakes…Look at you…”
Again, Ann was probably talking more for herself than to Jason. She looked over at her son. He was still a little boy! Soft and cuddly. Just because he had a penis did not mean that her daughter had the right to abuse him. Ann was sure that her son had been an innocent and that Karen had seduced him. She saw the terrible sadness in his eyes and realized that she had better be careful. After all, it was not his fault that he was taken advantage of. Moreover, if she was not careful with her admonitions then she might lose him too.
As betrayed as she felt she decided that she still had better lighten up on the boy. She would have to show her displeasure but she also needed to explain to him more fully just how evil a deed it was between he and his sister. Yet, she could not condemn him all at once and shut him off. She would have to talk to him sensibly over a period of time.
“I…I won’t do it again Momma…I’m sorry!” he said again.
She watched his sad face and she was moved. Tomorrow was another day, she decided. Each day she would try to enlighten him…and Peter.
Finally, she pulled herself together, “Tell you what. We’ll talk about it some more tomorrow. Let’s call it a night…Okay?”
Eyes downcast, Jason nodded. Ann was suddenly very sad for him.
“Tell you what else. You can cheer your mother up by sleeping in here with me tonight. Okay? I can use your company, hon.”
The boy’s face lit up and a huge smile appeared, “Yeah…Okay!” he said happily, obviously relieved that she seemed to lose some of her anguish.
Ann sat up. “Okay, get under the covers and get to sleep,” she ordered with a grin. She went to her chest of drawers, took out some things and said, “When I come out of the shower you better be asleep!”
Jason finally felt some of the tension going away, “Okay, yeah…’Night Momma!” he smiled.
“’Night honey,” she whispered as she left the room to go to the bathroom to shower.
When Ann returned she saw her son’s eyes open. She got to the other side of the bed, removed her robe and, as she lowered herself down, she was taken aback. She saw Jason’s eyes travel quickly over her body. She only had on her bra and panties.
Oh God, she thought, he grew up.
Ann slipped under the blankets alongside of the 12-year-old boy. She turned her back on him, reached over and turned off the light, plunging the room into total darkness.
She should have done that first, she admonished herself; before he saw her undressed.
“’Night Ma…”
“’Night honey.”
About two minutes later, she heard his voice, speaking low, “Ma?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Don’t blame Karen…She didn’t make me do it.”
“I know that Jase,” she said knowingly, “I know. But your sister should have known better. She’s older than you.”
Another pregnant pause, and then, “But…Momma…It was me…I…I wanted to…you know…It wasn’t her…I promise…She didn’t…Don’t hate her Momma,” he pleaded.
Ann felt her eyes watering up again. At least there was one decent ‘man’ in the house who was willing to act honorably.
“I don’t hate her honey. Believe me. But if she didn’t show you…then, oh never mind…Not tonight…We’ll talk tomorrow. Now good night!” she said with finality.

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