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Make it Wit Chu (Chapter 1)

Sep 9th, 2016
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  1. >"Alright twerp, you know what to do."
  2. >Lori had walked into his room at the same time she did every night. Lincoln felt an instinctive chill run up his spine and had to forcibly stop his teeth from chattering and his hands from shaking at the tone of her voice. It was amazing how they could get on so normally at all other times but then right on the dot at nine thirty at night every day, she opened his door and his whole body sensed that things were now...different.
  3. >"L-Lori, please, you don't have to do this."
  4. >"Oh baby brother, you know I do." The smile on her face was gentle, almost patronizing. It made him nauseous even as it instilled within him a sick thrill he hated himself for feeling. She stared down at him with half-lidded eyes, totally relaxed, totally in control, meanwhile it took every ounce of strength in his shivering little body to look her in the eye. He could feel his legs starting to sweat.
  5. >"N-n-no, really! You don't have to do this anymore! I-if you stop now, I won't tell mom and dad! I swear!"
  6. >Just like that her smile vanished and she took a step forward, shutting the door behind her.
  7. >"Pants off, Lincoln."
  8. >"B-but-!"
  9. >"PANTS", she hissed through gritted teeth, real anger suddenly flashing in her eyes, "OFF."
  10. >Just like that, the little boy's will was broken once more and he lost the strength to even look her in the eye. His face slowly fell and trembling hands began fumbling with his belt, a single tear running down his cheek.
  11. >"That's a good boy," she purred, and he felt sick about being glad that she wasn't angry anymore as his jeans slowly slipped down to his ankles.
  12. >"Who's a good boy?"
  13. >Lincoln didn't answer.
  14. >"Lincoln..."
  15. >There was a hint of danger in her voice again.
  16. >"I am," he finally hiccupped.
  17. >"I'm a good boy." He declared sadly as his big sister's hand slowly slipped down the front of his underwear.
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  19. >"That's right," She whispered as she placed a hand on his shoulder and knelt down next to him, her other curling in delight as she found his little boy tool.
  20. >"You're a good boy." Her hot breath against his ear instantly made his face flush and his penis begin to harden, and he let out a weak little moan when Lori suddenly captured the bottom of his ear between her front teeth, grinding it between them delicately. He could feel Lori's breathing begin to get quicker, her chest rising and falling like a feline that had just pounced on her prey, and she suddenly began to suck on his earlobe.
  21. >Lincoln's eyelids instantly flickered as all the responses she'd painstakingly trained into his body began to flare up instinctively at her handling of him.
  22. >"Oh Lincoln," she released his ear with a smack and the sensation of the cool air on his hot, saliva covered skin almost made him recoil. "Why do you always make me fight for it? Do you think I ENJOY being mean to you...? Forcing you to do this...?" She began trailing kisses up and down his collarbone, soft and light at first, then hot, wet and desperate. The kind that left hickeys. She'd lay out a turtleneck on his bed for him tomorrow, he knew. She always did when she got sloppy like this.
  23. >"I just want to HAVE my little brother...Hold him...Love him...Is that so wrong?" The kisses had traveled now, from his collarbone to his lower jaw, then up his cheek, on his eyebrow, over his eyelid, a peck on his nose, and all the while her panting got hotter. Fogging up his brain. Her breath smelled like strawberries and poison. Her other hand hadn't stopped working on his now fully erect cock.
  24. >"Is it so wrong to show you how much I love you?" His big sister had asked rhetorically before finally pushing her lips against his and her tongue into his mouth.
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  26. >Lincoln's eyes had been misty even before Lori started using her tongue to test his gag reflex. Now the tears flowed free. His eldest sister's tongue happily wrestled his. He offered no resistance as it rubbed against him, hard, then began exploring what seemed like every inch of his mouth. Over his molars, against the inside of his cheeks, over his buck front teeth (she giggled at this and it somehow made him blush even harder), gums, everything. He felt like she was sucking his soul out through his mouth. When she finally broke for air she threw her head back like a woman breaking the surface of the ocean, giving a rough gasp as she and Lincoln's combined saliva ran down her chin and her chest rose farther than he'd ever seen as she sucked in hot, desperate breaths. When she had finally calmed down enough to stop staring off into space in her struggle to get oxygen back into her lungs and brain, enough to lower her gaze and look him in the eyes again, Lincoln knew his big sister was gone. Her pupils were now totally dilated, like a shark or some sort of large jungle cat. Even when she was being rough with the foreplay he always sensed it was couched in a sense of real affection and, though admitting it made him feel ill, even love. But this was just simple, vicious thirst. She wanted him and so she was going to have him, and there was nothing he could do to stop her. This was the law of the jungle. His small little converted linen closet was simply Lori's convenient feeding ground, somewhere she could always visit at nine thirty at night to find captive prey.
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  28. >"Brace yourself you little dork," she warned him with a smile. And just like that she picked him up and threw him on his bed.
  29. >The teenager quickly shucked her jean shorts, not even bothering to take her shirt off as she pulled down her soaking wet panties with two fingers. Lincoln pushed himself off his back so that he was sitting back before Lori suddenly yanked him by the ankles and fell to her knees, his achingly hard little boycock bouncing in front of her eyes. Her little brother tried to reorient himself but just when he'd gotten his bearings again he was immediately shattered by the sensation of Lori's hungry mouth all over his dick. After such an intense kiss the electric sensation of Lori's eager tongue and moist lips trying to gobble him up felt so good it hurt, but just as his little lungs filled with air to scream she reached over and pushed her sopping wet panties into his mouth and halfway down his throat.
  30. >Lincoln's budding scream turned into a gag as his hands immediately reached up to his mouth to pull it out, but Lori was strong (stronger when she was like this) and even with one hand and preoccupied with deepthroating his cock it still took all his strength to push it away, her honey dripping down his esophagus all the while. The little boy tugged her panties out and gave a hard, wet choke as the soaked cotton left his throat. The sudden pain combined with Lori's desperate, insistent sucking made him cum instantly, so hard that the new scream he'd been drawing a breath for turned into another cough as his testicles spontaneously dumped their load down Lori's throat forcefully enough that it made his stomach hurt.
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  32. >Lori gave a moan that to his addled, oversexed little mind seemed to make the walls of his room throb as he spent an incredible load into Lori's wet mouth, so vigorously he felt himself cramp up as she mechanically swallowed every new spasm, awaiting the next one almost faithfully, except for the last three. She kneeled serene as the virgin mary, hands on her knees, while her little brother filled her mouth with his cum. Once he was finally spent she -slowly- dragged her mouth off his half erect dick, lingering at the head as her lips captured his crown and she gave it a tongue lashing, before finally popping off with her lips sealed and his cock soaked in her saliva but without a trace of cum.
  33. >His arms were shaking and he almost didn't dare to look, it almost felt like he was dying, but something within him forced him to push himself up on his elbow and look down at Lori.
  34. >She stared up at him with utter and complete adoration in her eyes. He'd never seen anyone look at anyone the way Lori was looking at him now. And then, just like that, she opened her mouth suddenly before he could shut his eyes, showing him the white, spermy mess he'd dumped into her mouth, so prodigious it nearly made her cheeks bulge. She threw her head back and gave one, two, three hard swallows, demonstrating to Lincoln how her throat worked, before lowering her gaze back and opening her mouth to show him again, the inside now a clean red instead of pink and white. She crawled up on to his bed, over his legs and close to his chest, before whispering in his ear. He could smell his cum on her breath.
  35. >"I swallowed it all, Lincoln." She giggled, nuzzling the side of his neck. "You always taste so good. You're so..." Her hands suddenly traced up his back and into his hair, her painted pink fingernails digging hard into his scalp.
  36. >"Perfect." She finally groaned.
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  38. >And with that Lori suddenly pushed him down hard, his back falling against his mattress as his older sister sat astride his waist and gave him a once over. She didn't deign to lower her chin to get a look at him, instead staring down imperiously with that smug grin back over her face. Her eyes were so lustful and intense as she leered over his body that Lincoln nearly flinched when they raked over his chest. He could see her breathing start to get quick again.
  39. >"L-Lori, wait!"
  40. >"Always so helpful, so kind..." Her hand reached behind her back as she began grasping around for his tool.
  41. >"Always taking care of your sisters." She briefly paused to consider this. "Even now!" Lori giggled, before breaking eye contact with him to look over her own shoulder so she could more quickly locate her little brother's dick.
  42. >"Stop!" He finally cried, and this managed to get her attention. She froze just as her hand closed around his cock and turned back to look at him.
  43. >"Why are you doing this!?" He asked tearfully, his cheeks wet but his eyes determined. "You're my big sister! You're suh-", he was unable to stop himself from hiccuping here as he struggled to keep from blubbering, "supposed to take care of me!" His gaze was now accusatory, even outraged, but the tears flowed all the same.
  44. >"Lincoln..." There was just the trace of hesitation in her voice, and the little boy seized upon it like a shipwrecked man would a plank in the ocean.
  45. >"You can just stop!" He gave a wet hack as his own tears rolled into his mouth.
  46. >A wave of uncertainty seemed to wash over her but then she shook her head and stared down at him again, determined.
  47. >"...No, Lincoln. I can't." And with that her hand tensed around his member, drawing a choked sob from the little boy.
  48. >"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to see you walking around in your little PJs every morning and not do anything? All sunniness and light and kindness? Don't be...Don't be SELFISH, Lincoln!" She suddenly stated as she brought her face close to his and looked at him accusingly, and he almost howled at the insane injustice of that statement.
  49. >"You belong to us! You're our little brother! Our ONLY little brother! I love you and you're just...just...Well, you're literally just going to have to deal with that!" She cried before sitting up, angling his cock towards her entrance and dropping herself back on his lap.
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  51. >Lincoln almost seized up at the incredible sensation of being enveloped by Lori's pussy. He had never been able to get used to it. It was warm and wet and tight, yet somehow...loving and caring, even now. Lori was always eager and forceful but her body was always so gentle with his cock, squeezing him slowly and delicately. He didn't want to think about it, HATED to think about it, but it was almost like wearing one of mom's sweaters. They were just a bit big for him but whenever he put one on he always felt warm and coddled. That was what the inside of Lori felt like.
  52. >The outside, meanwhile, gave a loud hiss followed shortly by a moan. His big sister had shut her eyes and was gritting her teeth as she tried to keep from cumming.
  53. >"GOD, Lincoln, how do you...It's always just right..."
  54. >She finally opened her eyes and released the breath she'd been holding. She smiled down at him again.
  55. >"You really are the perfect little brother," she quipped before leaning down and pecking the tip of his nose. She then slowly commenced grinding her hips down against him.
  56. >"Lori..." His eyes were shut tight. He opened them only briefly to see that his sister was hovering only inches away from his nose, staring at at him intently and smiling. He instantly closed them again and threw his arm over his face. He couldn't bear to look into her eyes and see the love in them. He just wanted this to be over.
  57. >As if she had somehow sensed his thoughts, Lori stopped her grinding. Lincoln sat still for a moment, not daring to move his arm, afraid to even think.
  58. >"L-Lori?" He felt her shift and pull off of him just a bit and just as he was about to move his arm to find out what she was doing, she dropped herself back on Lincoln, knocking the wind out of his lungs as she once again impaled herself on his cock. He gave a choked gasp as Lori began bouncing up and down on his lap.
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  60. >"Lori!" Lincoln moaned as his sister eagerly fucked him. The moonlight pouring in through his window illuminated her hard nipples even through her tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra. His big sister eagerly vocalized every thought and sensation that passed through her.
  61. >"Lincolnlincolnlincolnlincoln-" She stared wide-eyed up at the ceiling as she screwed herself down on her sibling.
  62. >"Loveyouloveyougodsodeepsogoodfuckfuckfuck-" He could feel her pussy begin to spasm against his cock, driving him to even greater heights of pleasure, his undeveloped mind nearly short-circuiting as Lori's cunt clutched desperately at his cock. He coughed as both his hands gripped his sheets, his bedsprings squeaking the soundtrack to the little boy's nightly betrayal. He hated that sound. He hated it so much.
  63. >"Stop!"
  64. >"Fucksoperfectgodlittlebrotherfuckmefuckme! FUCK ME, LITTLE BROTHER!" She howled. Her hands had now begun grasping blindly, first over his chest and shoulders, then finding purchase on his head, Lori steadying herself with it as she fucked herself with Lincoln's dick, heedless of his comfort while her palm squashed his face against his mattress.
  65. >"Oh God, Oh God..." She finally seemed to be settling down, her pussy's rhythmic pulsing slowly tapering in its intensity. Lincoln meanwhile was vanishingly close to cumming.
  66. >"Lori." He finally croaked, eyes now dry but red and swollen from the tears he'd shed.
  67. >"G-Gonna cum..." He admitted with no small amount of self-hatred.
  68. >"Go ahead." She replied simply.
  69. >This made a bolt of fear run through him. Lori had always preferred to drink his orgasm. Whenever he said that she'd always dismounted and taken him in her mouth.
  70. >"B-b-b-b-bu-" He struggled to articulate all the reasons this was a bad idea but his poor little child's mind was utterly fried from everything his big sister had been doing to him. Try as he might he just couldn't get his mouth to form the right words.
  71. >"Buh-buh-buh-buh." Lori mockingly imitated him before taking her hand off his face and flicking his nose, lowering herself closer to him so she could grin that smug little grin right in his face where he couldn't look away and there was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. The young boy tried as hard as he could, dredging up every last reserve of his will and forcing it through his overstressed little neurons to say what needed to be said, hunching up from the bed with the effort.
  72. >"No p-p-p-" Lori's eyes danced with mirth as she pursed her lips and prepared to imitate him again, but before she could he finally blurted it out, "Protection!" A gasp tumbled out of his mouth as he finally fell back against the mattress.
  73. >This gave Lori pause and she briefly stopped the lazy gyrations of her hips that'd been happening all the while Lincoln had been trying to find the strength to speak. The little boy's lip trembled with exhaustion but he turned to look at her and waited for her to dismount.
  74. >"Oh Lincoln..." His oldest sister began to pull up off of him and Lincoln gasped with relief.
  75. >"I know you'd never hurt me." Lincoln nodded his head at this almost automatically, teeth chattering as he turned his face away from her and towards the wall, ready for her to get off him now and for this night to be over.
  76. >"So why would we need protection?" And with that she dropped back on his lap and -squeezed-. Lincoln's eyes widened and he gave a strangled yelp as he was pushed over the edge, his body shuddering involuntarily, shooting rope after rope of thick, potent cum as deep into his big sister as it could. Lori bit her lip and smirked as she ground herself hard against him and made sure Lincoln's sperm had nowhere to go but as deep into her tight little cunt as possible. She gave a breathy laugh as she saw him throw both arms over his face and struggle against her weight in an attempt to push her off, his efforts only serving to force him deeper into her until his cockhead was practically resting against her cervix. Lori sighed at the feeling of her little brother filling her up, letting her eyes roll back, her teeth digging into her lower lip hard enough nearly to draw blood.
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  78. >By the time he was done both of them were a sweaty, panting mess and even with the window open the place stunk of sex. She was a little ashamed to admit it, but Lori got a thrill from knowing that while she would get to go to sleep in her nice clean room Lincoln would have no choice but to sit here and lay in their juices, smelling her for the rest of the night, half-hard and restless as his little boy body instinctively humped against the bed in search of her without him being able to do anything about it.
  79. >'God, I am literally the worst.' She thought with a guilty thrill as she traced her finger over his chest, the top two buttons of his shirt coming undone in their lovemaking.
  80. >All the while he just laid there, his face still haphazardly hidden from her, and panted. Warmth filled her heart. He was just like a little bunny rabbit. A scared, helpless little bunny rabbit. She felt a tingle begin to race through her again but she shook her head and dispelled any notions of taking things further. She knew she'd put him through enough. She didn't want to break him, after all!
  81. >"Thanks for another unforgettable evening, loverboy~" Lori sighed huskily as she finally pulled herself off of him, a veritable river of cum pouring out of her as his dick sprung free. She gave a gasp and then a surprised giggle, her hand shooting down to keep from making a bigger mess. "Lincoln! So much! Do you really want to get your big sister pregnant that badly?"
  82. >Lincoln groaned at his sibling's perverse suggestion, rolling to the side and hugging his legs against his chest. Lori, meanwhile, had walked over to her shorts and pulled them back on. She found her panties but just as she was about to put them in her pocket, she turned to see her little brother turning away from her and rocking himself back and forth. She smiled and tucked the soaked garment under his pillow, hoping it would give him sweet dreams.
  83. >"Don't stay up too late, now! You're a growing boy!" She chirped as she opened the door and sauntered back to her room, leaving Lincoln to try to rock himself asleep and forget any of this had ever happened.
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