Sibling Love Through Control

When Darren's sister, Connie, came to him with the proposition, he didn't know what to think. Exactly two minutes and nineteen seconds ago he was just a normal twenty-one year old kid from the suburbs of St. Louis. Now, he was staring at his sister's face contemplating helping her seek revenge on a girl who picked on her in Chemistry class. Being an eighteen year old freshman in college was never easy as Darren remembered having to give his lunch money up a couple of times when he was a freshman. This girl in Connie's Chemistry class, however, was beyond taking five bucks and laughing at her for it. She would spread rumors about Connie behind her back to everyone on campus. When Connie would walk down the halls the other girls would all stare and whisper to their friends. Still, what Connie was proposing was wrong on so many levels and definitely illegal.

"I don't think I can do it Connie. What if we just fill her car up with shredded paper?" Doubt was beginning to creep into Darren's thoughts.

Connie gave a frustrated sigh. Darren couldn't help but take a quick glance at the cleavage coming from her tank top as her chest heaved up and down. "I was afraid you would say that. You are going to help me, Darren. I am going to bring that bitch of a whore Samantha over to our house tomorrow night and you are going to rape her."

Darren sucked in air making a whistling noise through his front two teeth. "See when you say it that way. It really makes me not want to do it."

Connie rolled her eyes. She bounced off Darren's bed and straightened her tank top. Darren stole a glance again at her 34B breasts. He knew they were 34B because his mom made him do the family laundry on more than one occasion. Mom's bra size was 36C. She twisted away from him and walked the couple of feet to Darren's computer desk. If he wasn't so busy ogling over her ass shaking in her pajama pants he would have stopped her before she opened the bottom right drawer. His secret drawer. She opened it and pulled out an innocuous looking unlabeled DVD, and held it up for Darren to see.

"This is why you will help me." She had a coy smile on her face.

"What is that?" It didn't look like any DVD he owned. All the special ones were locked away in his special drawer. He suddenly did a double take at his now opened special drawer. Oh shit, he thought.

"Maybe mom would like to see you putting a belt around your neck and choking yourself. Or maybe she would like to see the video of you masturbating to watching yourself hang?" She pretended to start walking towards the bedroom door.

"Bitch." He hissed in anger and embarrassment that she knew what he did with the doors closed.

"So I'll see you tomorrow night around 8pm then?" She threw the DVD on the desktop and walked out. Despite how angry he was at Connie blackmailing him, he couldn't help but stare as each ass cheek sashayed from left to right in the tight fitting pajama pants.

He plopped his head on his pillow and felt his face turn red. I can't believe she found those. I should have thrown them out. It took awhile for him to calm down, but when he finally did, images of his sister crept into his mind. She was really starting to blossom and she looked so sexy tonight with that tank top with no bra and those cute little cotton pajama pants. Darren dropped his hand below the covers and started to stroke his flaccid penis. The image of ripping his sister's clothes off and fucking her from behind were making his heart race, but still his penis was flaccid. He gave up after a few minutes realizing it was useless without feeling of suffocation.

The next day at class Connie was dressed to kill. She wore some knee high black leather boots with a short jean skirt that was short enough her palms were longer than the edges of the skirt. The skirt also had a large hole on the side of her thigh showing even more leg than the already tiny skirt did. The blouse was a skin tight white button down number. The shirt was too tight for her large breasts and when she turned to the side boys could see through the gaps and get a good view of her lacy bra. She left the bottom buttons undone so her belly button showed on her well toned stomach. She also left the top two buttons undone, and had a small gold necklace run down the center of her cleavage just to attract even more attention to the area. She felt the horny college boy's stares throughout the day but ignored them. There was only one thing on her mind today, and that was convincing Samantha Granger to come to her house tonight. After lunch it was Chemistry class, and Connie knew this was her time to shine. There was Samantha sitting at her lab table, and Connie sat down next to her.

"Hey twerp this isn't your seat." Samantha didn't even look in Connie's direction.

"I know. Just listen to me. I need your help." Connie tried to sound desperate.

Samantha still didn't look up from her textbook. "And why would I help a stupid Freshman?" She sounded disgusted even saying the word Freshman.

"I'm having a party tonight. I need help decorating, and I wanted your expert advice since I know you throw the best parties." Connie oozed with fake adoration for her.

Samantha chuckled again still refusing to look Connie in the eye. "It's a freshman party buy some wine coolers and hold it in a basement. Not that hard."

Connie faked a sigh for emphasis. "It's just that James will be there, and since you weren't going to help me with the party maybe then he'd notice me instead of you. Especially since I'm prettier than you today."

"James Wilson? The star of the football team James?" Samantha sounded interested now.

"The one and only. I hear he likes blondes, but I'm hoping I can sway him to my raven hair."

"That's bullshit. I'd get him much easier than." Samantha stopped short before whimpering out a "you" when she saw what Connie was wearing.

"If you help me with this party. I'll make sure he notices only you tonight." Connie smiled sweetly as if she actually cared about a party that would never happen.

Samantha glared knowing her only option at James was to help Connie. "Fine. What time?"

Connie gave her the time, and afterwards she left to sit at her table exhaling deeply when she sat down. Now for the fun part she smiled a big toothy smile.

"How is this supposed to work again?" Darren was still trying to figure out how he wasn't going to be arrested.

"The same way you are so willing to commit a felony sweetie!" Connie pinched his chin and shook his jaw back and forth before taking a long look at his crotch. "I just hope you can work tonight."

"That's weird too. That you'd be watching me you know have sex." He started to blush.

"I watched you masturbate on video. I think I can handle seeing you fuck a whore for me." She replied sweetly.

The doorbell rang. It was game time. Connie shoved Darren back into the hallway closet and reminded him to wait until she called for him. He nodded his head and then watched her ass in the jean skirt saunter towards the front door.

Connie answered the door and Darren watched as Samantha took a step in. "Have you even started planning at all? Oh boy James is not going to stay more than a few minutes in a drab house like this." Samantha did sound like a bitch to Darren. Her body however, was a different story. He had seen her walking around campus a few times, but she was a sophomore so he didn't pay attention to her too much. He was paying attention to her tonight though. Her curly blonde hair hung lightly over her shoulders. She was wearing a skin tight black lacy tank top which didn't even make it past her belly button. Her breasts barely stayed in the top, and in fact when she moved too fast the bra would begin to show and she would have to readjust. She looked about a C cup, but Darren assumed his mind was playing tricks on him because there was no way a nineteen year old could have such large tits. The jean shorts she wore looked like they were painted on. He saw the outline of her cell phone in the front pocket. Her legs were nicely tanned and thick enough to leave no looseness at the end of the shorts, and the thick muscled legs ran unabated all the way down to the black sandals.

"Listen. We need to talk. Please sit down on the couch." Connie directed Samantha to sit.

Samantha looked confused, but followed anyway. "What's this about?"

Connie and Samantha faced each other with their knees slightly touching. Connie grabbed Samantha's hand which was resting on her own thigh. "I'm going to need you to get naked so I can take pictures of you in compromising situations."

Samantha jerked her hand back. "What the fuck? I'm not lesbian. You're a sick bitch you know that? I can't wait till everyone hears about this." She jumped off the couch and gave one last disgusted look at Connie before taking a step towards the door. The one step was as far as she got.

"I know you cheated on the GRE for grad school." Connie stated calmly looking at her fingernails to see if any had broken.

Samantha stopped cold in her tracks. "What did you say?" She sounded furious.

"I know when the moderator came you took him aside in the men's bathroom and sucked his dick so he would give you the amount of time you needed to look up the answers." She gave a tight lipped smile to Samantha.

"What do you want?" She seethed.

"I told you. You need to start taking off your shirt right now and we'll go from there." Connie pulled a camera out from the side of the couch.

"You bitch." Samantha nearly spat the words out.

"I've been hearing that a lot lately." Connie chuckled.

Samantha brought her hands to the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifted it over her head. Darren only saw from the back as Samantha was facing the couch, but even her back was tanned and sexy. Then Darren saw Samantha reach behind her back and unclasp the bra letting it drop to the ground. Darren wished he was on the couch now. You're time will come. He said to himself. Connie's eyes glowed upon seeing Samantha's pert young breasts flop out of the bra.

"Squeeze the nipples. I need them hard." She directed as she clicked the camera. Samantha did as she was told until they hardened. "Now the shorts." Connie instructed.

Samantha didn't make a noise as she unbuttoned and unzipped the jean shorts. Connie saw the top of the white panties, and Darren saw the top string of the thong appear as she slid them down her thighs. The camera continued to click. The shorts dropped to her feet, and she kicked them off towards the couch. Darren took in the whole ass, and wondered how one fifteen year old could have such an amazingly round ass as that.

"Panties too." Connie pointed smiling a devilish smile.

Samantha stared in disbelief for only a few seconds before hooking her fingers into the thin elastic band, and started to pull them down as well. When they fell to her ankles she kicked the thong off to the side by the couch. Connie smiled broadly, and continued to take pictures of her nude body. Samantha didn't try to cover up, but just stood there allowing it to happen.

"Stick your fingers in your pussy." Connie pointed to her shaved vaginal lips.

"What?" Samantha sounded shocked.

"Stick your fingers in your pussy and fucking finger yourself. You dumb bitch!" Connie screamed angrily at Samantha not following her orders.

"Ok. Ok." Samantha sounded scared but her fingers reached her labia and pulled the two soft lips apart with her right index and middle finger. The pink insides glistened. The camera clicked again. She took her left index finger inserted into her vagina, and started working it back and forth, in and out.

"Oh yeah! That's hot!" Connie squealed in delight. "Ok now go over to the armrest of the couch and lean over it so your head is facing me on the couch."

Samatha looked around, and started walking towards the other side of the couch. She stood on the outside of the couch and leaned over. Her stomach made a squeaking noise as it rubbed against the leather. Samantha had her arms draped in front of her with her hands near Connie's feet as Connie had adjusted to face Samantha. With Samantha's face buried in the couch cushions Connie beckoned Darren out of the closet with her hand and waited giggling with excitement.

Darren quietly slid the closet door open and walked to the edge of the couch where Samantha's gorgeous round ass was curled over the armrest. He saw the white outline of her thong contrast against her tanned cheeks and thighs. Connie watched her brother stare at Samantha, and he had already taken his shirt of sometime while he was in the closet. I don't remember him having such great abs, she thought with a little lust. Then she watched Darren hook his gym shorts with his fingers and drop his shorts. As his eight inch semi flaccid prick bounced out of confinement, Connie gasped. The video certainly didn't give his penis justice. Not only was it long, but it was immensely round as well. The circumcised head seemed to beckon for attention, which she willingly gave it.

Darren positioned himself behind Samantha and tried to talk to his penis to get hard. Come on don't sit there. I can't fuck if you're flat. He had a flashback to the first time he ever had sex. He was fourteen, and he was with Shelly oh what was her last name, didn't matter now. She had little nubs of tits and a wispy haired pussy. He impaled her with reckless abandon until she cried for him to stop saying he was hurting her. He didn't stop though until he came inside her. She left his room crying, and she never spoke to him again.

It was at that moment Samantha felt something touch her ass. It was Darren's hand as he rubbed her ass crack. Samantha's head bolted up and she started to squirm. "Who is that? I'm done I'm not staying anymore. You tell the school I cheated." She tried to sound angry, but mostly it came out sounding scared.

Connie grabbed her arms and pinned them to the couch cushions. "You're not going anywhere darling." She hissed into Samantha's ear.

Samantha's legs started to kick at Darren's shins, and he grabbed her legs to hold them steady. As she struggled he liked the feeling of capturing something like she was a prized animal from a hunt. He was in control now, and she was going to do as he said. His cock suddenly sprang to the full eight inch rod, and he jammed it into her pussy. Samantha apparently did not find this event as exciting as he did as she was very dry. He spread her legs around his waist and tried again. He went a little farther in, but without some lubrication this was going to be a tough field to plow. He enjoyed the challenge though. Again he poked, and again she screamed in pain. Her legs were thrashing about, but he had a strong grip on them, so it was to no avail. On the fourth jab, something broke free and a warm liquid surrounded his dick, making it slick enough for him to slide all the way to the hilt of his penis. Samantha cried out a long agonizing shriek, as he filled her cunt with his manmeat. Exhausted and defeated her head slumped down on the couch and her legs didn't move anymore. Darren continued to pound away and for a little while all that could be heard in the living room was the slapping of his balls against her skin.

"Please stop!" Samantha cried out to Connie with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her head was bouncing slightly from the fucking she was receiving. Connie didn't pay attention to her. She was too busy staring at Darren working her ass like an exercise machine. "I'll pay you. Whatever you want." Samantha let out another painful scream as Darren gave an extremely forceful stroke.

Connie suddenly looked down at Samantha's makeup and tear stained face. "I don't want money! I wanted you to be nice to me in class. I wanted you to not tell the other girls I was a lesbian slut. I wanted you to not tell James I had Gonorrhea." Connie paused for a few seconds as it all sunk in for Samantha. Her head still bobbed in rhythm to the slapping noises of her brother fucking her from behind. He was a machine, Connie thought in wonder. "I wanted you to be my friend."

Samantha started to bawl. Large tears streamed down her face. "Please I beg you. He's hurting me."

Darren smiled when she said that. He was fascinated watching her large ass push in as he drove his dick into her pussy and spring back into shape as he withdrew. He smacked her ass with a wonderful slap, and continued with his thrusting. She squirmed one last feeble attempt at escape, and this brought him over the edge.

"I'm coming." He moaned as his head shot upwards, and he closed his eyes in ecstacy.

"Not in her!" Connie shouted, which brought Darren down from his high a little out of the shock of her voice. "No, come on her face."

Darren withdrew and didn't notice the red stuff dripping from her vagina and running down the inside of her leg. When he positioned himself over her face he started stroking his penis with his hand. He grabbed her hair and pulled her face back for a good target. It was then he noticed the blood on his penis and now on his hand. He shrugged and continued to jerk off. Finally he felt his balls tighten and release as a sticky stream of white semen erupted from the slit in the head of his penis. It traveled the few inches to her cheek and stuck like a spitball to a window. Just as the first load started to dribble down her cheek, the second stream hit her squarely on her tightly closed mouth. The third and final stream hit her in her right eye startling her enough to make her head jerk. With nothing left, Darren released his grip on her head and loosened his strained muscles. Samantha started to wail and cry again, and when she did her mouth opened allowing his sperm to drip into her waiting mouth.

"You're done now. Go home and remember this day for the rest of your life as the day you could have prevented if only you weren't such a stuck up bitch." Connie patted Samantha's head.

Darren looked at his bloodied hand. Wow. I caused that. He brought his fingers up to his lips and licked her blood. It tasted metallic and salty. However, there was a definite female scent to it which excited him. While Darren was doing this Samantha had grabbed her shorts and hurriedly put on her tank top. When Samantha had run out of the house crying, Connie turned to her brother.

"And you did phenomenal big brother!" Connie said staring at his still hard prick.

"Thanks. Now I have to get this blood off." He replied and started wiping it off with the shirt he had retrieved from the closet.

"She left these for you." Connie laughed as she flung Samantha' thong like a rubber band hitting him in the face.

He smiled back at her. "Thanks. I'll keep these in my special drawer."

"You seemed to be enjoying that a lot for someone being blackmailed." Connie said sitting on the couch and Darren standing a few feet away.

"Yeah it was exciting. I kinda liked it. You think she won't tell the police?"

"There is no way she will. First the embarrassment of it all will keep her quiet, and she wants to go to Princeton Law School too bad to risk losing it."

"Then I really liked it." Darren smiled slightly.

"Do you like it enough to do it again?" Connie questioned.

"As long as they are hot like her. Yeah. I'd do it again."

Connie noticed his penis had gone flaccid from the talking, and there was still a large bubble of semen on the end of his tip. "So I see there are three things which get you hard." She whispered into his ear drawing close to him. "Suffocation, Control, and,." She paused as she grabbed his dick which immediately sprung to life. "Incest." Then she wiped the semen off and licked it from her finger with a satisfactory moan as the salty taste hit her tongue. With that she quickly turned away and started to walk towards her bedroom giving one last glance over her shoulder as he cleaned his penis of Samantha's blood with a stunned look on his face.