User:TahiriVeila/EpicMcMisles

Long ago, in a country across the Great Sea, were a Sarah and a Jake. The sister was, and is, a properly-developed woman with a pretty face, whereas her brother wouldn't step into blooming manliness for a few more years.

The story begins in a regular and happy across-the-Great-Sea home. A poor one, but happy. It was rainy day, and the children were inside. Jake, the younger of the twins, was playing on his Playstation, whereas his sister was in her room doing whatever teenage girls of that age do all day.

The power went out.

"Fucking hell!", shouted Jake in frustration as the screen of his game went black. "I will never learn to play!"

Jake rummaged around, trying to find the batteries for the torch, but couldn't see anything in the dark. He decided to go up and ask his sister if she had some batteries, or, perhaps, candles. Sarah's door was shut. Jake didn't think twice in his frustration: he opened the door a crack and slipped into the room.

That's when he heard it, soft moaning and a low buzzing sound. He had walked in on his sister masturbating, alone in her dark room. All the lights were off; she hadn't even noticed that there was a power cut.

Sarah startled. "Jake, what the hell? Idiot, you know you should knock! Get out!" Wearing a bra and nothing else, she slammed the door behind him. Jake was too disgusted and confused to realize the inconsistency in what she had said: she had shut him inside. "I-I was j-just goi–" He broke off abruptly as Sarah pushed him hard and he stumbled backwards, his knees buckling as he hit the edge of her bed. Jake stumbled and fell backwards.

Sarah pounced forwards and clambered over him, sitting on Jake's face. "You little perverted shit!", she yelled, "Sneak in on me like that? If you come in here, you are going to fucking work for it!", she screamed. Jake spluttered and struggled, but Sarah was stronger than he was, then. Jake should've been stronger than her, but his confusion and his morbid fascination of her, coupled with the difficult position, made it difficult for him to act. Forbidden fruit: he didn't know if he wanted to stop her, either.

Jake's arms flailed around, but she just grabbed one arm and pinned it to the bed. She then grabbed his nipple behind her ass and squeezed and twisted as hard as she could. "Get working, retard!".

Jake caved and stuck out his tongue, probing around. His sister started moaning softly, her breathing quickening. She was moist; she had been close when she was interrupted, Jake realized. She gasped and started rocking, Jake's face became hot and moist as she sprayed all over it. He couldn't breathe, he realized, as in a dream.

All of a sudden, Sarah rose up, allowing Jake to prop himself up on his elbows, gasping for air. She slapped him, hard, across the face, then glanced down and noticed the tent that had formed in Jake's pants. He had always liked his sister, having had warm relations with her, and he definitely liked it rough, but this was wrong.

Sarah reached for his belt, Jake made a helpless effort and tried to grab her wrist, but he couldn't get strength into it. He could only watch things happen. Or flee, maybe, flee from his own sister who was raping him.

Sarah's free hand shoot out and grabbed his arm, slamming it against the dresser. It was a small and cozy room; there was hardly any room to fight. Jake cried out. She slammed it against the dresser again. He was numb, hardly aware of the situation. His eyes were lost somewhere below his sisters bra.

"Do you ever want to use this again?" She squeezed his now rock-hard manliness. Jake whimpered and looked down as she slipped his pants and boxers around his knees, not even bothering with his shirt. His sister, the demon and the angel, straddled him, keeping her fingers clamped around his feeble arms, and slipped his penis inside her. "We shouldn't do this", Jake said with a weak and faint voice. Sarah laughed. Then they both gasped.

Sarah started rocking backwards and forwards, at first slowly, then faster and faster. This isn't sex, she is using you for masturbation, Jake realized. Why are you crying?, he asked himself in an incoherent, coital thought process.

Jake didn't know how long it lasted. He only knew that his arm ached more and more as she rocked backwards and forwards, clinging harder and harder to his both arms in desperate pleasure. Jake tried his hardest not to climax, but he had to. He couldn't stop it. Jake moaned, wanting her to ride faster. And he had to allow himself, he finished inside her and went limp.

Awoken from a dream, in sexual frustration from being on the edge of orgasm too long, she looked at him, disappointed, and resisted the urge to rapidly finger herself to the end. Instead, she slipped Jake's fingers on her and told him to finish the work. Though in a state of relaxation, he was excited by her lust. She guided him with her hands and moaning. And she climaxed, her moaning became screams of "Yes!".

Sarah stood up and flicked on the light. The power was back, neither one had noticed. She looked at Jake, clutching his arm. He was crying.

"Pathetic", she said. "Mum and dad will be home soon, clean yourself up." Jake took a shower, trying to wash away the filthiness and the shame, secretly trying to relive the moment. Part of him liked it. "Again."

When their parents got home, Sarah explained the bruises fluently by explaining that Jake fell during the power cut. His arm had started hurting like anything. When the parents turned their back, she smirked.

A few weeks later, Sarah missed a period. Their mother got worried. It turned out she was pregnant.

Abortion.

Sarah blamed it on her 16-year-old boyfriend. He had actually been having sex with her, DNA proved it, he ended up in jail. Since then, a couple of times a month, Jake's sister came into his room at night and forced herself on him, saying that if he told anyone, she'd tell the world that the child was his. This time he saw the inconsistency, but he didn't care. He wanted her.

The siblings tried to live normal lives, occasionally having sex with each other up until four years ago, when Jake finally got his first steady girlfriend, trying to have a normal life despite all of this. Then, one day after he moved in with her, Sarah showed up on their doorstep: a problem at her apartment, fungus growing in the walls.

Could Sarah stay with them a couple of weeks while they fix it? She'd stay with the parents, but they moved to a place out of the city and she needed to be close to her job. Sarah spent the whole night seducing Jake's girlfriend and a cocktail of drugs in the evening drink sealed it.

-- © Misery, Dandy.