Eric Courtney - The married sister

He let a low cruel chuckle come from his throat. "Come on, now you're getting shy? Get on the bed!" he demanded, pointing.

"Lee, don't make me do that," she pleaded, whining, finding an odd twisted enjoyment in begging him. She felt her desire building again yet she forced herself to fight it. "Please, Lee, I'll do anything, else. I've done everything you've asked."

"And you loved it," he said scornfully. "Look, babe, get off that high horse you've been on for years. Face it, you're just like me."

She couldn't answer him, just looked at him with an imploring look, her hands and arms trying to hide her abundant charms.

Lee only sneered back at her. "Get on the bed. Lie down. You said you wanted me to treat you like those other chicks. Come on, lie down," he said in a menacing voice.

She felt her will dwindling. She had done everything else she could imagine. Why not this? Why not pose like some common whore? Why not debase herself like she had heard of girls doing? Why not pose for pictures she had heard men got in Tijuana? Her voice was weak and her mouth dry as she asked, "W… what are you g… going to do w… with them?"

Lee wound the film and snorted. "What do you think? I'm going to show them around to my friends. Sell them if they're any good."

"Lee!" she implored, her face wild. "You couldn't! I'm your sister. I'll do anything you say but please don't do this to me. You could ruin me!"

His face like a clenched fist, he leaned forward and asked, "How?"

"P… people seeing me." With a helpless wave of the hand, she stammered, "I… like that! My God, if they got into the wrong hands! Our parents! Rod! My God, do want to ruin me? Us?"

Lee looked thoughtful. At the possibility of endangering himself, he grew responsive. He drummed his nails on the side of the camera. "Okay. Maybe you've got a point. But, in return for my not taking any pictures, you've got to do exactly what I say."

Gail heaved a sigh of relief and clasped her hands together. "Anything, anything you want!"

He swaggered in front of her then put the camera down. "That's better. First, we're going to have a few drinks and then blow some more grass," He chuckled and pinched the nipple on her breast, "All to get you in the right frame of mind. Then, you'll put on a dress with nothing on underneath and we'll go out."

She tensed again. "Out? Where?"

Lee looked down at her with raised eye-brows. "Where? Where else? To a movie, naturally."

"A movie?" she asked, again dumbfounded by his sudden change of pace.

"Yeah," he said, stretching languidly. "Coming into town I saw a couple of skin flicks were playing at a drive-in. We can take your car." He left the room, heading for the kitchen to pour the drinks, calling back over his shoulder. "By the way, you got any bread?"

"Bread?" she asked, wondering why he wanted bread when he had just eaten and just rejected several slices she had made for him. "There's some toast on the table," she called, getting to her feet and wondering what dress would please him. She had one miniskirt she was saving to wear for Rod. Forlornly, she thought, that's all dead now.

A wild peal of laughter came from the kitchen. "Are you ever square. I mean money, loot, folding bills."

"Money? Yes, I have some. Why?"

"Good," he called back above ice rattling. "Then you pay. The movies will be my treat for being such a nice guy."

They drove to the movie in silence, Gail driving with extra caution after having had two drinks and smoked more of Lee's marijuana. Again, her mind was befuddled and, instead of thinking clearly, instead of trying to talk to Lee and make him see and understand what he was doing to her, instead of talking ration and reason, she found herself silent, staring ahead, thinking of what it felt like to be naked under her simple miniskirt and how it gave her an odd smutty feeling. And then, drug induced, her mind reeled back over the obscene things she had done with her younger brother and she found herself ravenously hungry for more.

Lee, relaxed, slumped in his seat, pulled up her miniskirt and smiled down at her bare thighs. They were long and rounded and he liked seeing them spread wide apart. Gail's hand came slowly down to pull the skirt, up around her waist, down. She did it with a firm movement, "So near the toll booth. I have to pay."

Lee looked up to see they were only one car away from the booth on Gail's side. He laughed and playfully flipped the dress back up. "Leave it up. Give the guy in the booth a cheap thrill."

Nervous, looking down, Gail drove up to the booth and put her purse in her lap and nervously pawed for her change purse.

The attendant on duty, a young kid, looked down into the car and caught his breath, wetting his lips. The young girl in the car was wearing a low cut dress and he could see almost to her nipples as she bent over her purse, her breasts full and milky white and jiggling as she hunted and desperately ticked her teeth and tongue. He leaned further out the window and saw her naked thigh and, his eyes bugging, her naked hip and a full lovely curving outline of her buttock.

Finding the money, Gail thrust several bills at the attendant, lying forward to do so, and allowing him to see one ripe bullet-shaped nipple a dark red. He leaned far out the window, repeating the license number silently several times. He and his friends might find that worth looking into later on, when he was off duty.

Gail was intent on parking and, when she had shut off the ignition and turned out the lights, she turned to Lee. "I feel…" Her thought was left unfinished as she looked down and discovered he had his cock out and it was erect. It stood in the dark of the car thick and obscene and Gail felt a sluttish thrill of the pleasure it had driven her to: flights of sheer sexual ecstasy she never dreamed existed.

Lee was rough and crude as he lunged at her and kissed her on the mouth, forcing her head back and pinning her arms to her side as his hand rammed between her legs and his fingers roughly probed her vagina. "Lee!" she said, twisting her head to one side. "Not here!"

"Why not? Everybody does at a place like this. Nobody knows we're brother and sister. That's all in your head." Brutally, he forced her head and kissed her wantonly on the mouth, his insistent fingers caressing her swelling vaginal lips.

Gail let her body go limp and, with a lewd thrill running through her body like warm molten plastic, she spread her legs wide and slid forward on the seat, allowing one of his fingers to slide into her moist cunt. Her hands groped for his cock.

Lee pushed her away and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Get on top of me," he said in a low tense voice.

Gail looked around. "People will see," she whispered.

"So what?" he growled. "Come on, damn you, I want it."

"How about on the floor or in the back seat?"

"No!" he demanded. "Come on, I want you to ride me."

Brushing the hair out of her eyes, a hateful lubricious thrill of captivity again surged in her body and she swung around, facing her brother, putting her arms around his neck and straddling his lap, a knee on the seat on either side of him. She closed her eyes, feeling her vagina being spread wide by his fingers. And then, with a shiver and a low moan, she felt him rubbing the massive head of his cock up and down her wide-spread slit. My God, she thought, I'm wet already.

His free hand pulled her dress high up around her waist and Gail was naked from the waist down, kneeling on the car seat, her lovely full buttocks spread wide, a dimple in each cheek. ANYONE CAN WALK BY THE WINDOWS AND SEE went wildly through her mind.

And indeed, a couple in a nearby car looked and saw her, moving to position herself, her arms around Lee's neck, her eyes closed. They turned from the skin flick on the screen, which was tedious at the moment, explaining why it was going to be exciting later on. If people have the choice between seeing a movie and watching the real thing, they'll take the real thing every time. The couple crowded to one side of the car as they watched her bare buttocks and thin waist maneuver themselves in place. Then they saw her throw her head back and sigh as she slowly sank down on her partner's lap.