Better when it feels wrong (NSFW)

“Hey Lib’ got a sec?” Lupa popped into her shared bedroom to find Liby hunched over their desk doing some homework.

“I want to get this work done, so whatever you're doing, I'll deal with it later.” She didn’t look up from the paper. But she could feel Lupa leaning against the back of her chair, feeling a pair cold hands massage her shoulder for a minute.

“Your algebra is still gonna be here when you get back. But you need to relax and I got something for you that clean out all that stress.” It was tempting to tell her just leave her alone, but at this point, anything would be better than staring at the problem for another hour. With passive sigh pulled herself from her school work and followed her grim sister out into the hallway.

Knowing Lupa she was either going to offer her a hit of some weed she probably bought off one of the kids from their school while listening to some vaporwave or watching some schlocky reality show to kill time. So imagine her surprise when Lupa led her into Lemy and Lyra's bedroom, opening to the door to find a half-naked boy tied to a chair.

“Oh my god, Lemy!” Liby ran over to her brother. He didn’t seem hurt, his eyes were dilated and seem to wander, barely able to speak aside from some inaudible groans. Untying him from the chair she immediately carried him over to the bed gently setting him down she checked his pulse to make sure his heart hadn't slowed down. Thankfully it seemed fine, only now noticing that large tent that was pitched in his boxers. Liby jumped slightly trying to put some distance between her and it, only for Lupa to stop her.

“Don’t worry, he’s fine. Just a put a little herbal aphrodisiac in his drink.” She walked past Liby and ruffled Lemy’s hair, his head jobbling a bit from the touch. “He’ll go back to begging for attention in like 3 hours from now. So you got time to do what you'd like.” Lupa looked back to liby to see the scowl.

“I cannot believe you!” Liby said barely standing to be in the room as her. “What would possibly make you think I would be willing to... to do this? Look at him! He's barely able to talk and want to… use him. What is wrong with you?”

“Yeah okay, let's go down the list. This immoral, This is wrong, its demeaning to him and to yourself.” Lupa mimicking words she had heard before. “Look you can play moral high ground if you want, I'm just trying to help you pop your cherry.” Liby gagged at the concept. Going from a normal night to being propositioned to fuck her drugged younger brother. Despite the madness, her mind was abuzz with questions only finding her mental footing when she looked back at him.

Liby stood up from the bed and looked down at her sister. “I’m not going to tell dad. But this, it stops now.” Lupa didn’t say a word, just giving a disappointing click of her tongue. “I'm gonna take care of Lemy, we will talk about this later.” Lupa simply nodded walking out the bedroom door.

“Have fun.” She chimed closed the door behind her.

Liby wished she could find the humor in this. Her dazed brother being offered by her sex crazed sister. Never cared for dark humor. But the reality only added layers to the stress she had already. The way listed off those words. Obviously, a stern talking going to stop this whole thing. Finding hard to think of the next rational step as weeks of inquisitive thought was answered on a whim. Liby never thought much about the fact their family was already knee deep in incestuous affairs it was another thing they continued the trend.

At first, it was just a hollow theory she never expected to find an answer to. That her mother along with her aunts had found the need to do the deed with her father. She respected and loved him, a good father and great guy, but not exactly someone you would call attractive. Reliable and considerate for sure, but she knew to fuck your brother had more to do with hormones then being a nice guy. But in her research and studies, she found that her own sisters were imitating their parent's trends. Finding any opportunity to get Lemy to spend time with them, Whether it was Lacy constantly hugging him and wrestling with a noticeable amount of grinding involved. Or times when Leia coax him into lugging her supplies, always shirtless. Even Lyra, who tried so hard to be a moral example for them all, had been less than subtle with her night cuddling with Lemy in his bed or caressing him whenever he came back from a fight.

But the real tragedy here was Lemy. Bullheaded and soft-hearted, she feared his easily swayed heart would lead him to dark paths like this. Laying him down on the bed her heart ached at the thousand yards stare the herb had put him under. God, he was a chew toy played and pulled with without even knowing it, she knew Lupa could be cold, but this... oh this was just wrong.

“I’m sorry…" Liby whispered caressing his face, her brothers meant the world to her, so seeing even one like was enough to make her feel like a failure. "I’m so sorry.” She grabbed the sheet to put over him, stopping at the sight of the raging mound of flesh that pushed against Lemy’s boxers. She blinked shaking her head, scolding herself for letting her libido distract her again. But that was the thing of it and most likely what Lupa had been hinting at in retrospect. She was starting to feel this urge. This seeming urge feels she suspected she was shared among her sisters.

At one point, In a desperate need for perspective, she confided in Liena about this. One of the few who seemed to show no real sign of this feeling. She expected her to show some concern like she did or that it was all in her head, but she instead she was understanding of their actions. Saying that they just cared deeply about him and can only express it in a certain to her might seem unnatural. Liby would argue that they could simply just say it, they aren’t machines they know how to express themselves, this is family of creative people and yet they seem to only know one way to show affection.

Running her hands across his bare legs, she wondered if she had shown off her own affection? Granted Liby knew that she was far from Lemy’s favorite sister. Just a brainy nerd with a high moral compass, like Lyra but without the looks. She still tried, inviting him to Game Night, Inviting him on cases, and just helping him out with some tough homework. She didn't need to be loved by him, but that didn't mean she didn't earn some of that attention thrown her way. Maybe for he could come to spend time with her, Instead of spending hours playing video games with Loan, or pretending to be a dinosaur for Lizy. These were the feelings of someone just looking for attention, she could push those thoughts away easily. Her hormones were another story.

She wishes someone told how hard being a teenager was going to be. Especially when your work is connected to the internet, a place where you can easily vent your libido with images and videos at the click of a button. She wouldn’t say it beneath her to masturbate, she wasn’t that uptight that she didn’t flick the bean whenever the feeling came to her. Her roommates were certainly more open about their habits, Lacy always did it her bunk thinking they couldn't hear her. While Lupa would occasionally offer to lend her a dildo for the occasion. At least Liby had the decency to lock herself in the bathroom with her laptop. With her mind on her personal history, she hardly noticed her fingers pulling the rim of lemy underwear.  Pulling back the curtain to stare it straight eye.

If the conversation she overheard from her aunts were any point of reference, Lemy had certainly been blessed with their dads… mass. He didn't need a drug to make him woozy, it probably took half the blood in his other head to get this thing solid. Her hand felt warm as it ran along the shaft, the internet had given her enough reference material but looking at the real thing was different. The feeling warm feel of it, so smooth and clean. Curiosity made her wonder how it tasted?

“Uurgh.” She shot up to see Lemy lifting dragging his head off the pillow his eyes blinking one at a time.

“Lemy! Uh, sorry, I was- T-taking off your pants to help you get comfortable. You just lay back and  -what are you-” She stammered to explain as Lemy pulled himself toward her, falling into her lap. His hand pulled by an invisible string as he mimicked her grabbing onto the brim of her skirt. “Lemy! S-stop that!” He barely registered he faint pushing from her lap as he pulled down her orange panties to reveal her sex to him. She feared the worst before he gently moved forward and tickled her with his tongue.

The shock had put Liby to a full stop as her little brother frenched her lips. His tongue dancing around her outer walls. Teasing her as it dipped a bit deeper in. Desperate for more she grabbed by his untamed hair and force his mouth deeper, his tongue finally found the sweet spot. Clenching her teeth to hold back the moan as he lapped up her cooch with a powerful thirst.  Her legs as she felt a familiar feeling build up only to burst onto Lemy's face.

Her mind was hazy, knees weak and finding hard to think of what to say. Then again what is there to say after getting eaten out for the first time? She came back to reality the moment she felt a warm feeling against her leg, looking up to see Lemy kneeling over her, his dick primed and her vag all slicked up for easy access. She had to push him away, collect her thing and try to put this whole thing behind her as a weird little moment in her life. But her hand didn't seem to listen to her head. Caressing the length of Lemy’s cock. Directing it, Her mind lost and her heart on full blast, she needed to give back.

She caught her breath as he bottomed out in her, every inch of his heat burning against her walls. Drool dripping from her mouth as she wrapped her arms around him and begging to just stay like this, trying to stop him as he reeled his hips back only to slam back into her. The head of his cock slamming against her walls again and again. Only able to speak in echoing moan, demanding him to go faster, to go harder, to just fill her to the brim. Listening to his desperate panting only made it better. His rhythm started hard only grew faster as she felt his member push against her walls as if it was getting bigger. Just she found her pushing her own hips to slap against his own before a pure white heat burst deep into her. Leaving them both a twitchy sweaty mess.

Liby found herself again as her mind found some clarity. She had fucked her brother, she should feel incredible shame, disgusted with herself and the fact she allowed his head into her. But she didn’t, she could feel his deflating dick pop out of her left her only wanting. But now she simply lifted him gently off herself and resting his head on the pillow. Pulling the sheet over him to hide their mess. Having nothing to clean herself with she simply pulled her panties back to soak in their mixed juices covering the most stain with her skirt.

Straitening out her shirt and hair. She walked out of the room to find Lupa waiting outside. Sitting on the floor with her back against the wall, A blank expression on her face. Liby took a breath.

“So… this thing. How does it work?” Lupa smiled getting up and patting her big sister on the back.

“You'll love this, we got it down to a schedule. Everybody gets one day with him, Lyra gets Sunday, Lacy gets Monday and so on." apparently this had been going on for a while. Liby didn't blink the whole time she on about the herb they used to get Lemy in the mood. All week long they do it each day, with one day open for a random pick. "Like sure we were a little guilty about doing this too him, but then we just even it out by putting it on the other two, you get used to it real quick. And look at it this way, if he knew he was nailed on the daily he'd start to get a bit of an ego. Its for his own good. So how about it Lib',-" She slapped Liby on the ass. "-Hows next Thursday for ya?"

There was no getting around it. This was sick. They were just monsters feeding off him, there's no love in it, just hungry horny animals tossing him aside for their own pleasure. She cared for him, she loved him, and to think that she was apart of something like this left her with a hole deep in her soul.

“I’m free.” But it felt too damn good to say no.