4 comments/ 39265 views/ 7 favorites Sibling Love Through Control By: poontangpatty 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. Sibling Love Through Control Connie lay in her bed later that night after her mom had gotten home from a date with probably some asshole. Their father died three years ago, and after the first year it was like she had completely forgotten about him. If she was looking for a boyfriend, and a dad Connie liked, it wouldn't be so bad, but when she heard her mom screaming in lust on a Thursday night and orgasming again the next night with a different guy it kinda got a little gross. Especially when the next morning they would be at the breakfast table and the guy would look Connie up and down while her mom wasn't looking. Tonight however, mom didn't bring a guy home, but had quietly come in and gone directly to her bedroom. It was ten o'clock when she did this which for normal adults was not early, but for their mom it was extremely early especially for a Friday night. Connie paid no attention to it as by that time she had already pulled her pajama pants down and was working on pushing her panties down to her knees. Her fingers grazed her swollen vaginal opening which was already slick with natural lubrication. She pushed her finger into her wet vagina and imagined her brother's erect penis. She could see the blue veins popping on the shaft as she imagined herself grabbing it with her hand and stroking it back and forth. His hand grabbed the back of her head and pushed her mouth to his tip which she obliged by opening and swallowing the warm member. It felt funny in her mouth as it could throb against her lips. Suddenly she thought of Darren pounding Samantha's ass. I can't believe that happened today. My planned worked perfectly. I exacted revenge on my enemy and I got to see my brother naked. She sighed a sigh of contentment and gently rubbed her pussy before shuddering into orgasm. The next morning Darren awoke with the sun shining into his closed eyelids making it impossible to go back to sleep. He sat up and his gaze caught the open area in the closet where he never kept clothes and always kept the metal bar normally used to hand clothes up clear of any obstructions. Then he looked around and found his belt with a silk scarf on the inside to not cause any lacerations on his neck on the bed stand. Nah, not right now, maybe later, he reasoned with himself. When he walked downstairs his sister was already sitting at the breakfast table. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap tank top with no bra. Darren tried not staring at her tits but he thought he could see the dark circles of her aureoles. So he averted his gaze downwards, and found she was wearing loose fitting short soffee shorts. She had her legs curled up so her knees were nearly touching her chest. He could see the bottom lump of her ass hanging out of her shorts, and he wished he could see around corners because her crotch was tightly covered by the cotton fabric creating a nice cameltoe. "Good morning!" His mom said excitedly shaking Darren out of his mesmerizing stare. He nodded his head sleepily as recognition to her. She placed some pancakes down in front of him and placed a plate in front of Connie. "We've been waiting for you." Connie stated cheerily giving no indication anything had happened last night. "Eat up guys! I was hoping we could spend a day together." "Diane!" Connie was on a kick of calling mom by her first name lately. "That sounds lame!" "It's mom to you! I feel like I've been busy lately, and I have a free day today so it will be good for us. We are going." Diane had put her foot down on the subject. "So you don't bring a guy home last night and suddenly you're the greatest mom in the world?" Connie's contempt was starting to show, and Darren didn't like where it was going. "I intentionally didn't bring a guy home. You make me sound like a slut." Diane retorted. "You have been bringing a lot different men home." Darren said quietly trying not to anger her. "Listen it's been tough on me, on all of us since your father died. I started working out to cope and now I have men fawning all over me. It's the first time in fourteen years I've had men paying attention to me. I have needs too you know." She said putting her hand on Darren's shoulder and giving a light squeeze. "Plus if you don't like it, you can move out and get an apartment you know." Her threat was thinly veiled. "You were the one asking us to stay with you after high school." Connie corrected. To which Diane just shrugged and reiterated the fact they could be in an apartment. Connie rolled her eyes and went back to eating her pancakes. Darren stole a glance at his mother and noticed she had indeed been working out. He never really looked at his mother before, but now he noticed even in her plain white t-shirt her breasts were perky and firm. It might have been the bra holding them together though and he wondered how much they sagged when free. She turned away from him and he watched her firm ass sway side to side in her spandex volleyball shorts as she walked back to the oven. She wasn't tanned, but neither was Connie so maybe it was a genetic thing. Why haven't I noticed this beauty before? He made a metal note to "accidently" walk in on her when she was changing or in the shower. Their day out and about went boring enough. They went to the park and played some basketball and beach volleyball. While outwardly Connie and Darren acted like two normal teenage siblings, something had changed for them. They caught each other looking at each other lustily. They found reasons to bump up against each other. Sometimes he rubbed her ass or pressed her tits, and sometimes she would quickly grab his dick through his shorts. Their hugs were longer than usual too, which they found themselves doing more often now. If their mother noticed she didn't say anything to them about their new affection for each other. On Monday Connie set out searching for new prey for Darren. It was tougher than she thought because she didn't have good enough dirt on most of the girls. On Wednesday, opportunity fell into her lap. It just so happened she walked by Samantha. She had been trying to avoid her for awhile, but Connie wasn't paying attention and didn't see her sitting at the lunch table with her friends. "Hi Connie." A cheery voice called to her, even though the cheerfulness sounded hallow and fake. Connie's head whipped around to the sound of the voice. It was Samantha and while she still looked gorgeous, she had somehow aged about ten years in five days. The girlish innocent face was gone, and it was replaced with tight skin pulled around her cheekbones. She looked worn down with dark circles around her eyes. Connie didn't show emotion at the voice but replied sweetly. "Hi Samantha." "I'm sorry for being so mean to you all those years." Samantha said quietly and with a monotone voice. "I've told all my friends to be nice to you. Please have a seat and eat with us." She waved a free space across from her. Connie couldn't be happier. She was made now. Here she was sitting with the cheerleaders eating cheerleader lunch. The talk amongst them circled around boys and how cute some of the teachers were. A couple of the girls openly admitted to sleeping with some of the male teachers. There was a quiet redhead sitting next to Samantha who hadn't chimed in on the conversation of teachers. "You not like any of the teachers?" Connie questioned trying to bring her into the conversation. The redheaded girl looked up from her sandwich startled. "No. they are much older than us. I'm a senior and I still think they are gross old." The other girls laughed and chided her about having standards like that she will have a dusty pussy. "Hey I get dick. I have a boyfriend. My age mind you." "Let's not make fun now." Connie corrected the catty girls. They obliged willingly and didn't make fun of the redhead. After the lunch bell rang, Connie made it a point to walk with the redheaded cheerleader to her next class even though it was all the way on the other side of campus. "Thanks for sticking up for me back there. They can be kinda ruthless sometimes." The sun caught her green eyes just right and made them sparkle when she turned to Connie. "No problem. I know what it's like to be picked on." Connie smiled that sweet smile she was starting to master. "I haven't seen you around before are you new? My name is Natalie by the way. I don't think I properly introduced myself earlier. Wait. Did we know each other in high school?" Natalie held her hand out. We've been to school together since the third grade. Connie ground her teeth in anger. We had a group project in middle school. I've been to your house you whore. Connie took a moment to right herself. "No, I've been around. We must have just missed each other." She gave that sweet fake smile again. "Hey listen there's a big party at my boyfriend's house this weekend. You should come. It will be fun." Natalie's hand was still held out as they reached her class door. Connie took it and shook it in agreement. Connie noticed the freckles ran up her arm and disappeared into the sleeve of her shirt and reappear on her face again. I wonder if she has freckles over her entire body. We shall find out this weekend. "Yeah that would be great." Connie replied and they released their handshake as Natalie walked into her class. "Hey we got a date for tomorrow night." Connie whispered to a sleeping Darren. She had snuck in after her mom went to sleep for the night. Now Connie was rubbing his naked chest tying to wake him up. She was spending a little extra time on his washboard abs and hard pectoral muscles. He finally awoke and shook the cobwebs from his head. "What?" He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw in the dim light of the nightlite was the immense cleavage of Connie's tits. Does she always wear a white tank top to bed? "Eyes up here." She corrected as his eyes made their way to her face. "I got a cheerleader for tomorrow night. We just have to go to a party together, and then we'll be golden." Darren shrugged and his attention went back to her tits. He felt his dick stiffen under the covers creating a pup tent, but he figured she had already seen him fucking a girl what did it matter if she saw him with a hardon? "Wow does that excite you or do I excite you?" She asked coyly while drawing the sheet back to his knees exposing his raging cock. "I guess you have been good." She pulled her shirt up over her head letting her breasts bounce upon release. She started to tell Darren her plan as she grabbed his cock and started stroking it with one hand. Darren interrupted her quickly to lean forward and grab her tits. He pulled them to his mouth and sucked on each nipple until they hardened. Connie moaned in pleasure and started jerking harder. After several joyous minutes her head finally cleared enough to push Darren's head away from her nipple which made a popping noise when he released. She told him to listen and she continued her plan while still stroking his hard member. "Ok? So that's all we have to do." She said when she finished the plan. "Sounds good." Darren replied, and the put his hand on top of her head pushing it down to his cock. "Suck girl." She obliged, and opened her lips encircling the large circumcised helmet. As she continued down the shaft she dragged her fingernails along with it to intensify the feeling. Holy Christ he is huge, he thought, no wonder that bitch bled. This would rip me in half. She continued with her slow slurping suck while Darren's body tensed and released with each in out of her mouth. She paused to catch her breath and then really started working on his cock with a disgusting slurping noise as saliva mixed with precum. She stroked his cock with a free hand while bobbing up and down in a fast aggressive manner. His hand was on the back of her head forcing her to go deeper and faster. Her jaw burned with the use of muscles not accustomed to this kind of abuse, but still she continued at the lightning pace. Darren let out little moans of satisfaction. Connie had only sucked off five guys but none of them were this big or lasted this long. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore she felt his penis expand and become absolutely rigid. Then the semen hit the back of her throat causing her to choke a little. There was no time to regain her wits as another stream hit the back of her throat. She tried to lift up, but Darren's strong hands held her down forcing her to swallow or choke. She swallowed. The surges in his orgasms slowly abated, and she drained the rest of his cum giving the tip one final kiss and standing up next to the bed. Darren lay spent on his back, eyes partially closed. When she reached for her tank top, his eyes fluttered open for one last look as they disappeared behind the fabric. "Good night big brother." She whispered bending over to him, and they engaged in a long French kiss. Their tongues swirled around each others mouths until she broke it off and walked to the door. He pinched her ass one time before she exited his vicinity. When she closed the door Darren realized he hadn't remembered a word of her plan. "What are you guys doing tonight?" Their mom asked at the breakfast table. Connie and Darren shot looks at each other. "Just a party probably." "Oh good. I always college parties when I was your age." There was a bubbliness to her voice Connie knew meant she had a date tonight. "Who is the guy?" Connie asked. "Am I that obvious? His name is John. He plays racquetball and is so incredibly cute." She was wearing a business suit for work with a large slit up the side that Darren thought was kinda inappropriate for work, but he didn't mind. As Diane sat down he wondered what her panties looked like. From doing the wash he knew she usually wore boring white panties to work, but he let his imagination go to the black lacy boy shorts he sniffed sometimes out of the dirty clothes hamper. He felt his prick begin to stiffen and looked at his watch. He had enough time to go to his bedroom. "I gotta go to my room. I forgot something." He said hurriedly and left the two surprised women with the quick exit. Once inside his room, he quickly found his belt with the silk scarf around the inside and tightened it around his neck. Then he moved to his closet and attached the belt to the hook on the bar. After it was attached he tightened the belt again until he felt his face start to burn. Just as he released the weight off his legs he heard the door knock. Shit he thought, and quickly stood up and loosening the belt in one motion. He opened the door with his face still burning with the return of oxygen. "Do you need help with anything? It's almost time to go." His mom asked. She had a questioning look on her face as she noticed Darren's face was red and he was breathing hard. She continued her inspection of his body to see what was wrong and noticed the large bulge showing from his khaki pants. She gasped in shock at the size of it. It was almost the size of Frank's before he died, but Frank was nearly forty-five not seventeen. "Oh my son. You might want to put that away." Darren looked down at the bulge and then his face went really red, but this time from embarrassment not oxygen deprivation. "Oh my god. I was." He stammered. "It's ok. It happens. Do you need some extra time to handle it?" Diane was trying to be accommodating, but it came out wrong. "No mom! I'm fine. Let's go." He stormed past her. "You sure? I can stand out side the door until you get done." What am I doing? I don't know she replied to herself. I've never caught my son in the middle of masturbating before. "NO! let's go!" He shouted again. When he reached the kitchen where Connie was Diane was right on his heels. "Ok. Alright Connie You ready?" She tried to divert her attention to her other daughter, but she saw Connie was staring at Darren's package as well. At least it wasn't just me. "Morning wood?" Connie questioned innocently to which Darren glared at her without saying anything. "No. He was playing with himself and I interrupted him" As soon as Diane said it she knew she shouldn't have. Darren let out an angry guttural scream and slammed the car door shut pouting in the backseat. Connie giggled at his reaction considering all the things she had seen him do the past week. "You should have helped him out mom!" "Hush with that mouth young girl." Diane disciplined, but her mind kept going back to the large wood sticking pressing at the seams of Darren's pants. Had to have been eight inches at least. Get that thought out of your head, he's your son. After school Darren and Connie got ready for the night's event. Darren dressed in a snazzy button down collar shirt with some light white khakis. Connie had a simple black dress which showed every curve of her body. When she strolled into the living room Darren's jaw dropped. The low cut front of the dress showed cleavage he didn't realize she had. If she jumped up her nipples would flop out. The dress ended just below her ass and when she spun around for him to see her ass he thought it rose up enough to see the bottom of her cheeks. "You are gorgeous." He whispered as they embraced for a hug. "Thank you." She smiled a genuine smile. They hugged tightly and kissed a deep lover's kiss. Their tongues explored all parts of the inside of their mouths. Darren's hands made their way down her back, and grabbed her fat round ass and squeezed tightly. Connie felt the pressure of his penis touching her stomach, and she backed away from him. "I need you full tonight. I can't have a limp cock." She stared into his eyes so he knew she meant business. He groaned. "Well how about I help you out?" He responded lifting the back of her dress up and grabbing her bare ass. He fumbled around until he found the string of the thong and started pulling down. "Not here." She looked around and backed up to the couch. When the back of her legs hit the couch she fell backwards. "Here." Darren knelt down and lifted her legs up to spread them apart. He gazed down between her legs and found the cameltoe of her black silk panties. As he kissed at her knees and worked his way down her thighs the scent of her woman filled his nostrils. Finally as his lips found the edge of her panties the smell was intoxicating. With his free hands he pulled the panties up over her knees pulling his head back with them. As they came off her ankles he inhaled the crotch of her panties deeply before diving back in her dress. What he saw was amazing; perfectly shaved pussy with fat swollen lips. They were a dark pink compared to the pale white of the rest of her body. He brought his nose to the entrance of her vagina to inhale again. He was almost getting high from it. He moved slowly, his lips met her lips. He kissed them and then sucked the two folds into his mouth, and his tongue glided over the now wet labia. Her pussy lips popped out of his mouth and he kissed them again, this time he didn't suck on them but just held his lips over the slit running up and down. As his lips were placed over her lips, he darted his tongue out, and started as low as he could go sliding it up her slit until his tongue hit his top lips. Connie made a low moan and grabbed the back of his head with her hand. This was his cue to really start up, and he started licking deep into her canal. He flattened his tongue out to get it as wide as possible and licked up and down. Connie's moans increased with noise and quantity. After his tongue got sore from the work, he found her clit nestled high in the cleft of her pussy. Once he found it, it was just a matter of sucking, biting and licking it. She screamed in pleasure and he stuck a finger in her pussy while he sucked on her clit. While his finger was inside her he raised it up until it stuck the top wall of vaginal canal where he just started rubbing it from the inside. She screamed and shuddered enough to nearly knock him off her vagina, but he held firm until the quivering subsided. He pulled his head out of her dress and stood up. Connie sat back against the couch breathing heavily with her cleavage bounding up and down with each breath. Sibling Love Through Control "That was amazing." She breathed out a reponse. Darren picked up her panties and held them out to her, "Here, put these back on, and let's go." She brushed his hand away, and stood up. "Keep them, you earned it. Plus I like the slutty feel of going with no underwear." He put the panties up to his nose, and after inhaling deeply placed them in his pocket. They left out arm in arm. The party was packed, but after a little bit of searching they managed to find Natalie and her boyfriend. The boyfriend was a large hulk of a man-boy. He was six feet three inches at least by Darren's approximation. Darren felt slightly intimidated by him, but he was a jovial slightly stupid sounding country boy. Darren didn't think he could hurt a fly. "Hey Connie! Who is this?" Natalie and Connie embraced in greeting. "My brother." Connie replied. "This is Todd my boyfriend." Natalie introduced him, and Darren and he struck up small talk. Darren tried to pay attention to him, but he kept stealing glances of the short blue cotton skirt Natalie was wearing. It was incredibly short. It was tight around her ass showing the large humps before billowing out for a few inches. She also wore a skin tight t-shirt which had ripped lines across the chest showing large amounts of cleavage and most of her plain red bra. Todd didn't seem to care or was too stupid to notice Darren staring at his girlfriend. Natalie did notice, and seemed uncomfortable with it, drawing closer and closer to Todd. The night went smoothly enough as Todd and Natalie continued to drink beer and shots of Vodka. Connie and Darren pretended to drink but never actually finished their one beer which was served in a red plastic cup. Darren eventually got Todd separated from Connie and Natalie. When Todd was playing beer pong with some of the other frat guys, Darren slipped a powder in his beer, swirled it around and handed it back when Todd asked for it. Todd chugged the beer, and went back to the other frat guys. Within minutes, Todd started to look woozy, and passed out. He fell to the floor, and the other guys laughed at him for passing out so early, but then they helped him up to a couch and continued playing their drinking game. Darren left to find Connie. He found her outside by the pool. It was nearly deserted except for one couple making out on one of the pool chairs. A crumpled mess of a girl lay at Connie's feet. "That was quick." He said smiling. "Yeah, she's a light weight." Connie tried picking her up, but couldn't. Darren bent over and picked her up fireman style. Natalie's feet were leading the way. He tilted his eyes up her skirt, and felt up her skirt to her ass. He squeezed it gently, and it felt firm and warm. When they made it to the front yard and near their car, a couple of the kids giggled at them. "Yeah taking her home." Connie responded. At home Darren dropped her on the couch, and her legs obscenely spread open. She was still unconscious, and her breathing was shallow and light. Connie got the camera out and readied the flash. "Take her clothes off." She directed Darren. He quickly went to work first with her t-shirt ad then her bra. Once that was off he massaged her tits just for the feel. They were a nice 34B size, and very perky. She had large nipples which were already hard and pointing at the ceiling like pencil erasers. The camera clicked on them. He pulled her skirt off which was easy enough, but lifting her ass off the couch to take her thong off was mildly difficult. "So the carpet matches the drapes." Darren laughed when he saw the spry tufts of red pubic hair above her pink vagina. "Ok get her hand to hold your dick." Connie instructed as he pulled his pants off. He grabbed Natalie's limp hand and manipulated it to encircle his semi-flaccid penis. The camera clicked. Then he pulled her head up off the couch and pried open her mouth. He jammed his hardening prick into her mouth while the camera clicked. "Aside from the finishing touches, I think that's good." Connie clucked. Darren started to stroke his cock, but it wasn't working. It still remained semi flaccid. "Need some help?" Connie chimed in while grabbing it with her hand. She started jerking it while Darren stood over the unconscious Natalie. His penis instantly became rigid and after only a few minutes of fast jerking and a couple of moans from Darren he spurted out several streams of semen on Natalie's stomach and tits. Connie let go of his penis while Darren put his pants back on. She grabbed the camera and took some more pictures. When they were done they cleaned the cum off her and put her clothes back on. Then they gave her the smelling salts, and she slowly woke up. When her eyes fluttered opened she grabbed her head in pain. "What happened?" Connie played the role of the concerned friend. "We found you with Josh naked, and with these pictures next to you." She handed the photos over to Natalie for her to see. Natalie stared at them in disbelief. "I had sex with Josh, and he photographed it?" "I was pretty frank with him because I was pretty upset with him as well, and he said you were jumping all over him all night, there were several witness to that. He did admit to taking pictures, but he said he wanted to keep them to remember that he had sex with such a beautiful girl. I made him give them to me though." Connie sounded deeply concerned. "Oh my God! Todd can never fid out! They are like best friends. He'll kill Josh. How do I make this go away?" Natalie put her hands over her head and started to have a panic attack. "You want our secrecy that you whored it up tonight?" Darren questioned. "Yes. Please. I'll do anything." Natalie looked up with pleading eyes. "Just what I wanted to hear." Connie smiled the genuine smile. "Take your shirt off." Darren instructed. Natalie looked confused. "What?" Darren reached out and started lifting her shirt up. "Lift up your shirt." "Uh, Ok." She slowly pulled it off showing her red bra. "Now the bra." Connie stated matter of factly. "I don't know about this guys, I, I." She stammered as she unclasped the bra and let it fall to the floor. She covered he breasts with her hands. "Even her funbags have freckles." Connie mused. "Now lay on your back and spread your legs." Darren demanded. "No. Listen I'm going home. You saw my tits. That's enough. I can't believe you freaks." Natalie never even got the chance to lift herself of the couch before Darren forcefully shoved her back down. "Lay on your fucking back bitch." He growled shoving her again so she fell on her back. He stretched her legs apart and with his free hand rubbed her panties. He could feel her lips through the thin fabric and liked feeling her legs quiver in fear around his waist. "Come on. That's enough. You've had your fun. Connie get your brother off me." Natalie pleaded for help even though in the back of her mind she knew there was no help to be had. Darren grabbed her panties by the crotch and ripped them off her legs. They made a ripping noise as the thong string broke free. Natalie screamed a little from the shock and the force of violence. Darren laughed at her scream. "I'm not going to make the same mistake last time and try to go at this dry." Darren said to Connie who understood what he meant. Natalie had clamped her legs shut again while Darren spoke to Connie forcing Darren to pry her legs open to show her dark colored cunt. Darren dropped his head into her skirt and found himself mere inches from Natalie's musky scented vagina. Her vagina almost a light brown more so than a dark pink as he took his fingers and spread her labia apart to show the bright pink insides. Here he darted his tongue out and started licking the top part of the vagina between the hole and the clit where it is tough and the hardest part to get wet. He worked on that, and Natalie didn't make a noise. Her legs would tense every so often, but that was the only indication she was even still alive. Finally, after that was sufficiently juiced he moved to the hole and stuck his tongue as far into the hole as he could. Natalie made a little moan when he did this, and this delighted Darren to hear. After that started lube up with her own natural lubricant he moved his tongue up and down the boundaries of the slit and sucked on the labia a little before tickling her clit with the tip of his tongue. He felt her legs really quiver this time and another small moan escaped from Natalie's mouth. As he sucked and licked her clitoris, he felt her hips rise up to meet his invading tongue. He awaited the shuddering orgasm like Connie had, but none came. So, he lifted up and met the stare of Natalie. They locked their gaze for a few seconds before she broke the silence. "Are you done now? Please just let me go home now. I won't tell anybody. I promise." She pleaded again, and started to get off the couch. Darren gasped her legs firmly, and held her in place on her back. Connie came around to the armrest where Natalie's head was, and pinned Natalie's arms behind her. "We aren't done yet." Darren growled. He thought for sure she would orgasm on that mind blowing cunninglus he gave her. This made him angry because that meant Natalie thought he was a terrible lover. She was probably a prude who never had sex, that bitch. Now he needed to show her what it's like to really be fucked. Darren ripped her legs apart again, and took a few seconds to admire the glistening wet mound of pink flesh between her legs. She liked it whether she wanted to admit it or not. Darren tugged on his penis with a free hand to get it rock solid and it pointed obscenely over her stomach. "Oh God no!" Natalie screamed, and continued to thrash about to escape. "Oh God yes!" Connie mocked her, and licked her lips at the sight of her brother's large member. Natalie kept repeating No No No over and over while Darren's dick crept slowly to her womanly slit. When it reached the zenith, he thrust one quick time but it caught the top of her vagina and bent under the pressure. Ow, Darren thought, let me try this again. He grabbed his dick and slid it down the few inches to the opening, and then pushed. He slid in to the hilt with little resistance. Natalie's face scrunched in pain and her eyes were squeezed shut. Darren's eyes rolled in the back of his head at the uptopia he felt. It was so hot and juicy. Maybe I'll just hangout here for a while. This was so much easier to get in this time, why didn't I think of it before? As much as he wanted to just feel the heat enveloping his penis, his instincts kicked in and he withdrew a few inches and thrust again, hard. Natalie's eyes were still sealed shut, and her face was still contorted into a grotesque knot, but she let out a little squeal this time. This made Darren happy, so he thrust again quicker and got the same reaction. He continued his prodding missionary style with Connie at Natalie's head holding her arms over the armrest. Whle Darren worked in an out with his ass clenching with every thrust in and releasing to normal shape after every withdraw, Connie leaned in closer to Darren's face giving him a long kiss. When they finished Darren gave her a wink and looked down at Natalie. Her face had loosened a little and she was sort of just laying there. Must be in her happy place he chuckled to himself. Her breasts bobbed up and down with every thrust, and he couldn't believe how many teenagers had such amazing tits these days. He had heard a study saying that the milk kids drink had so many additives it caused this sort of thing, but he didn't really care. He really found his groove, and felt his prick swell even more causing Natalie to let out another small moan. She had stopped trying to resist, so he pulled her legs up over his shoulders causing her ass to rise off the couch a few inches. Darren pulled himself on to his knees to get a better angle and really started working her organ. Her pussy was still slick and it made a noise like water splashing against the side of a bathtub every time he jammed his full eight inches into her. Oh God I could watch her tits bounce like that all day long. Seeing she wasn't moaning as much anymore he took his hand started to rub her exposed clit through the red pubic hair. Initially Natalie tensed a little and her eyes fluttered open with the sensation. Then her face turned to shock as she remembered where she was, and quickly shut them again. However, she continued to give the small simple moans with each rub of the clitoris. Oh god I'm going to blow, he thought. "I know that look! Don't cum yet! Flip her on her knees!" Connie said quickly. Darren pulled out and a popping noise came from Natalie's vagina when he fully withdrew. Natalie still lay there lifeless, so he grabbed her leg, and rolled her over. "You better get on all fours bitch." He growled again. She didn't move. She was just laying on her stomach with her ass clenched tight. Darren smacked her ass hard leaving a red hand print and deafening echo remained in the room. "Get up." This time Natalie did as she was told and got on all fours with her face only a few inches away from Connie who had adjusted to sitting on the armrest. Darren was on his knees behind Natalie's ass and fingered her slit a couple times to make sure she was still moist. She was. Remembering not to make the same entrance mistake as last time, he held his prick firmly and guided it into the bullseye. He groaned in unison with Natalie once his dick was firmly embedded in the hot wetness of her fuck organ. The rhythm started hard and fast, and Natalie bounced forward with the motion. Connie spread her legs and lifted her on dress up to her waist. "Come here bitch." Connie had exposed her pink sex to Natalie's face which was only a few inches away. I knew there was a reason to not wear underwear tonight, Connie prided herself on her decision making skills. Natalie looked at the reddening vagina, looked up at Connie, and then closed her eyes in refusal. Connie raised her hand, and slapped Natalie across her face hard enough for Darren to let out a shocked gasp of laughter. Natalie's head swung to the side, and she shook her head to come back to her senses. "Lick it now." Connie demanded. This time Natalie stuck her tongue out as far as it would reach, opened her eyes, and guided it to the pink middle. Connie took her hands and spread the labia so her pink insides became like a landing zone with Natalie's tongue being the plane with his landing gear broken off. This was going to be a crash landing into lesbian fucking. Natalie's tongue touched the soft wet insides and her tongue jerked back at the taste. Then she settled into a steady lick up and down. Connie moaned in ecstacy. When Natalie paused to catch her breath, Darren grabbed her red hair and pulled it back snapping her head upright and into position for the licking. It's like I'm riding a horse, he smiled to himself. The sounds of his balls slapping against wet pussy, with the gurgling sloshing sounds it accompanied, the sound of Natalie forcefully licking Connie's pussy and Connie's excited moans became too much for Darren, and he felt his dick get rigid and swell. Natalie must have felt it too because she stopped bucking and became completely still. The dam broke in his balls and the flood of semen traveled the foot to his tip in a matter of milliseconds. It exited his penis with a force only people who have been shot would understand, and splashed against Natalie's cervix. There was not much room in her Vagina so it filled around Darren's swelling and flexing penis, covering every inch of her love canal. Natalie suddenly started to cry when she felt the cum pool in her pussy. Natalie withdrew her face from Connie's slit, with her face glistening in the light from the juices. She bounced a couple of times as Darren made a few last thrust to help empty his ballsack. "Uggh, you went too early!" Connie screamed in frustration. "I was so close myself. Hold your position." She commanded to Darren. "We're not done yet sweetie." She held Natalie's chin with her fingers, and then pulled on her hair to direct her back to her spread open legs. The tears were rolling down Natalie's cheeks as she realized the end was not near. Still she held her tongue and continued to lick. Connie moaned holding her hand over her dress covered breast. Frustrated with the feeling she pulled the dress down exposing her nipples. She tweaked each one intensifying the pleasure. As she felt the virgin lesbian doing a rough but effective job on her sex, and thinking about Darren's prick filling that bitch's pussy with seed, she came herself in a shuddering tensing wave of emotion. Natalie's head became still as Connie's vagina did the rocking to finish it off. The waves stopped, and Connie let out a contented sigh. "Ok we are done." Connie lifted her leg over Natalie's head and stood up shaking herself alittle to reposition her dress. Darren withdrew and stood up next to Connie. They were both facing Natalie who hadn't moved a muscle. "Get the fuck out of here." Darren scolded pointing to the door. Natalie jumped up teardrops falling off her cheeks and splashing on the carpet. She threw her shirt on, and ran towards the front door. At the front door, she paused to look at them. "I'm still calling the cops. You came in me, I've got you fucker." She said calmly, and then slammed the door behind her. Darren stood in shock. How could I be so stupid? I'm going to prison now, and I'll be the one getting pounded in the ass, and that is not going to be fun. He started to sweat and sat down on the couch. He felt a cool wetness on his bare ass from Natalie's juices, and he hoped it wouldn't stain. Shit. I have to get her pussy stink out of the couch now. "Don't worry she won't go to the police. She loves her boyfriend too much." Connie tried to soothe him. She knelt in front of him, grabbed his now flaccid penis, and started stroking lightly. "How can you say that? There's DNA. Butter me up, cause I'm toast." He hung his head down stared at Connie's hand jerking off his hardening penis. "It's two against one though shug. We'll be fine." Connie felt the slickness around his penis, and realized a little bit of Natlalie was still here to please them. "I never got the chance to taste her." Connie mused to Darren and she dropped her head down on his dick. "God, she tastes good." Connie expressed pulling up from the blowjob before going back to work. Darren leaned back against the couch and took the blowjob, but his mind wasn't in it. He kept thinking about the police showing up at his door asking him questions. He came quickly on that blowjob, not because it was good, which it was, but because he figured it was the quickest way to get back to his room to feel the oxygen leaving his brain and escaping this suddenly horrible world. It was three days later, and Darren hadn't left his room. He said he was sick and even forced a few coughs, but in reality he thought his room was the safest place to be. If he saw Natalie at school, or heaven forbid a police man he knew he would crack under the pressure. What did I think was going to happen? So he stayed in a deep depression, and on the fourth day his mom said she was staying home with him to help him feel better. Sometime in the morning a little after he had woken up, he heard bathwater running in his mom's bathroom. Realizing he had probably a good half hour, he jumped up and went to the closet with his belt and stripping off his clothes. After he hooked it on, he dropped his legs out from underneath him feeling the rush of blood rising to his head. He loved the feeling of his veins popping around his temples and the loss of control mixed with the danger he could die at any moment. As the blood left his hands and feet to function on the core of his body in helping him stay alive he felt his prick stiffen, and he stroked his penis with his numb fingers. He never heard his mom knocking on the door. Sibling Love Through Control "Honey! I heard some strange noises in here. Are you puking?" She opened the door in one swift motion and started looking for him when she didn't see him on the bed. Diane's eyes bulged when she saw her son hanging from the clothes rack and apparently stroking his cock. Their eyes locked together, and Darren stumbled to regain his balance on the closet floor. When he did he had never moved so fast to remove the belt from his neck. "Oh my God, what were you doing?" His mom shrieked. Be calm she thought, things are different now than when you were a girl. "Mom! Don't you knock?" Darren shouted back. "I did! I thought you needed help! Were you committing suicide?" Even though she asked the question, she knew it wasn't suicide. Christ his dick was huge, she thought as she couldn't help but stare at the solid piece of flesh poking straight out at her. "No! It helps me. It's the only way I can get it up." He paused and thought about the last couple of weeks before adding. "Most times." "Oh sweetie." She said soothingly rubbing his shoulder with her hand. "You don't need that. That is just a crutch." She went to give him a hug but as they embraced she felt his still hard prick jab through her robe and touch her bellybutton. That was a dumb idea she thought, but it felt so warm and alive against her stomach. Still she quickly jumped back, and a string of precum still connected the two until she tightened her robe and the string separated. Darren sat on his bed with his head in his hands. "This is so embarrassing." Diane sat next to him on the bed and stole a glance at his massive cock. Wow that is the size of Franks. Must run in the family, she smiled proudly. I remember when we had just gotten him circumcised. The doctor commented on how big it was even then. "Aren't there girls you could have sex with?" She closed her eyes not believing she was asking him that question. "No." He lied for obvious reasons. "Oh. Well, maybe you need some better material when you, you know, play." She wiggled her hand in the direction of his still exposed and still hard cock. "What?" Darren was confused. She stood up and faced him. "Maybe if you had some better deposits in the spank bank, you wouldn't need to choke yourself to cum." Did I just hear my mom say spank bank and cum? Darren shook his head in disbelief even as she pulled the knot apart on the robe. What am I doing? I don't want my son to accidently kill himself though, and if it means me showing a little skin I think it's worth it. Plus I could stare at that penis for days. She opened the robe exposing her bra and panties to him, and then let it drop to the ground. Darren's eyes bulged in excitement, and she noticed his cock starting to twitch. She smiled. I still got it. She made a slow circle and stop when her firm round ass was in his face. She wore lacy nearly see through boy shorts, and the bottom of her ass cheeks hung delicately out the bottom. Darren instinctively started stroking his aching cock. When she turned around she saw his hand moving up and down the shaft of his penis. When he saw that she saw him jerking off, he quickly stopped and put his hand back on the bed. "It's ok. That's what this is for. To help you masturbate." I have said more awkward comments in the past ten minutes than I have ever said in my entire life, she thought. So Darren put his hand back on his dick and slowly started stroking again. She reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. Slowly the bra came around the front as the shoulder straps came down her arms. When the bra fell below her tits they hung there for all his masturbatory needs. She dropped the bra in front of her and his jerking fury increased. They sagged a little which answered his question, but nowhere near as bad as he saw forty-two year old women at the beach still trying to stuff their tits into bikinis. Then she turned away from him giving him a shot of her bare back and ass. She bent over so her ass was only inches from his face and pulled her panties down around her knees. Darren wasn't thinking and immediately reached for the exposed brownish pink flesh of her pussy. He rubbed it until it glistened, and then he stuck his finger in the opening. Diane squealed in shock and whipped around to face him. "No touching! This is for you to masturbate not finger me." She scolded, but she saw he wasn't paying attention as he smelled his finger. He quickly put it in his mouth and sucked it dry. Wow, she thought, happy she was making a boy so happy even if that boy was her son. "I'm close mom." Darren let her know. "What can I do to get you over the edge?" She questioned secretly anxious for the moment he exploded. "If I can't finger you, can you finger yourself?" He sounded so innocent for such a sinful question. Diane mulled it over, why not? I'm watching him masturbate why not allow him to watch me masturbate? So she put her index finger in the folds of her slit and rubbed upwards to the clit. It was bulging and swollen, and she knew from years of experience exactly where it was, so it wasn't hard to find. She started rubbing it, and every so often Darren would take her finger and suck it dry. She was really getting heated up watching such a handsome young boy masturbate to her that she thought might even feel an orgasm coming on. "Oh, god that does it, I'm coming mom!" He didn't even try to cover it up, and the first stream struck Diane's leg just to the left of her pussy. Wow, that went far, and two inches to the right he would have hit my pussy. She quickly put her hand over his exploding cock to catch the cum, which it did and only a little dribbled down his cock. His penis is throbbing, she thought. It feels amazing and hot and so alive! When his spasms subsided she left her hand on his cock a little longer than necessary. Darren fell on his back on the back and was exhausted. She cupped the sperm in her hand while he wasn't paying attention she took a little on her finger and brought it to her mouth. Hmm, tasty, she thought. "See you don't need to a belt to masturbate to! Just think of me ok!" She smiled and grabbed his cock quickly which flinched with the sensation. Just like I'm going to use this to masturbate to for weeks she thought as she let go of the softening member. When she closed the door behind her she took the cum in hand and drank it all. Darren went to school the next day, and nothing happened. Natalie wasn't in class, and hadn't been in class since the incident. This made Darren very nervous, but if they were coming to arrest me, they would have done so already right? Throughout the next week, he remained very jumpy every time he saw a cop or heard a door slam behind him. Connie on the other hand was enjoying her time as the newest cheerleader. She had made the team with the apparent loss of Natalie, and with Samantha's backing no one messed with her. Connie couldn't be happier. After a few weeks, things sort of settled back into normal. Darren told Connie he wanted to wait a month or so longer before they found a new target, and Connie agreed. She agreed because she really had no one to hate right now, but in time there would be some bitch to piss her off, but for now just enjoyed her limelight. Darren and Diane never spoke about what happened again, and aside from the lingering looks he gave her when she would walk by and the fact she would wear revealing lingerie around him late at night, it was like it never happened. Darren started to lose his masturbatory image of his mom, and felt he needed the belt again. So, one day after school he tried in the closet but even that wasn't getting him hard. I know, he thought I need a longer drop and the image of my mom fingering herself to really give me a head rush. So he went to the garage and pulled out the ladder. Once he positioned the ladder, he pulled down the attic door on the ceiling. Once he did this he got a piece of rope from the garage and tied it to the support beam of the attic, and the other end he tied to the belt. While he was doing this he heard Connie shuffling around in the kitchen, but he didn't care if she knew what he was doing. So he tightened the belt around his neck and dropped one step on the ladder. The blood rush was immediate, and he felt his prick stiffen immediately. Oh mother, he cried in his thoughts as the image of him ripping her shorts off, and her screaming in ecstasy as he rammed his cock into her pussy floated through his brain. The pressure on his neck started to tighten, but he was enjoying the rush to much to care. The doorbell rang, and somewhere way off he heard the chime, but he was too far gone to care now. "Police open up!" Came the dull echoing noise which broke through Darren's numb hand masturbating. Police? What? Oh shit! He screamed to himself. He heard Connie say she was coming, which he chuckled at her saying that then he went to place his foot on the ladder and release the pressure. His foot had gone numb now, and he couldn't tell if he was on the step or not. Shit I probably should have stopped earlier, but it was so amazing thinking about fucking mom while I can't breathe. He tried with his other foot to find the step, but this foot was numb too. He kicked his feet around to find a reference point while trying with his hands to loosen the belt. His hands refused to move, they stayed rigid out to the side of his body as the body stopped caring about the peripherals, and concentrated on keeping his heart pumping. Far away in a seemingly other world he heard the ladder crash to the concrete floor. Then his world went black. "Hi, we've had some break ins in the area, and we were wondering if you happened to have seen anything at night?" The police man asked Connie. Connie breathed a sigh of relief, not that she was really worried Natalie would tell, but the police are always scary. "No, I got to bed pretty early." She smiled the fake sweet smile. "Ok, if you see or hear anything please call." He gave one quick glance at her tits and walked off. As she closed the door she heard a terrible commotion in the garage and walked over to see what it was. Probably a raccoon or something. She swung open the garage door, and screamed when she saw Darren hanging lifeless from the attic ceiling.