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"Don't be stupid, Karen," Karen told the mirror.

Fifty dollars worth of d**g-store makeup littered the counter. She had already made herself out to be a raccoon and changed her skin color completely before going

through the painfully annoying process of taking her make-up off, had decided against the glue-on nails after purchasing them, and it looked like all she would get out

of her money and a couple hours work was a hint of eyeliner. Karen didn't trust herself to put on more.

"Serves you right." She had a masters degree in chemistry. She would start moving for her PHD soon, and had landed a decent few hour introductory job at a lab. She

didn't need this... stuff. And she clearly didn't know how to use it. She had to get beyond high school. She was beyond it, and Karen straightened her new outfit in

the mirror to prove it.

Downstairs she could hear a few of Jason's, "JJ's" friends began to help him set up for the party. Speakers were being moved, the refrigerator was filled and

rearranged. Some boy-girl pair had already jumped into the pool outside.

Living at home for the summer had its advantages, but occasionally Jason brought too much of his life into hers, it was hard not to feel uncomfortable when his friends

were around, like she just didn't belong there. And tonight he had forced the issue, asking her to attend his party, knowing there was no possible excuse she could

have to be out of the house.

"You're look fine, Kare, just come and have a good time for once in your life. It's not like you have to prove anything, you're so far beyond anyone that's even

going to be there. Just... have a beer for once and do the party thing. Try it, I dare you. You need to break out of your shell, and no one there is going to care if

you're a little bit of a fool... everyone is allowed one time, I'm pretty sure that's in the Constitution."

Their parents had always been harder on her than him, and at this point "allowed" Jason to throw parties when they were away as long as their house was in order when

they came back.

No one was really hard on Jason. Everyone saw what they wanted in him. He was charming and easygoing without appearing insincere. The jocks loved him as much as the stoners and gamers, and everyone else he came across - peers and adults. Everyone seemed to get along better with him around, and truth be told the only thing Karen

had ever had against him, even when he was a nuisance, was the little bit of jealousy that social interactions came so easily to him when they had been so hard for

her. It felt like everyone loved him more, including their parents and relatives.

For Karen, even in college she hadn't broken free of her social anxiety. College parties with her intellectual peers felt as awkward as ever, seemingly filled with

other nerdy but more free-spirited girls seducing guys with techno-babble from their fields; and at the other end socially misfitted guys trying to start up dead-end

conversations or impress her with their acumen while instead coming off as condescending and chauvinistic.

For Jason, though, it was like he glided through his own world. And tonight she would just have to live in it.



As the daylight dimmed, the music started bumping. Karen made her way downstairs after it became more crowded, when she could mix in without sticking out so much.

It wasn't so bad. No one looked at her funny, no one seemed to expect anything from her. Guys started offering her drinks at times, and Karen made it a point to say

yes, rather than refuse. No one put down her looks, she actually got some boys not-too-subtly checking her out.

When asked where she had come from, who she was, she just responded that she was JJ's sister, home from college, and every time it elicited a positive response.

They were all impressed with her brother. Impressed with her choice of college and major. Impressed with her knowledge. Some wanted to know more.

Being Jason's sister combined with her college experience made them look up to her, and she didn't have to explain anything awkward. Not who she knew, like she had to

high school, that was covered. Not what she knew, like she had to with her peers in college; even the smallest tidbit of her wisdom or intellect "wow"-ed whoever she

spoke to. Not what she was going to do with herself or her knowledge after college, like someone older than her might ask.

To the suburban high schoolers, ready to go off into the scary post-highschool world themselves, she was a fountain of confidence and knowledge - a girl, a woman,

making it happen in a foreign world that they didn't know and that many feared for one reason or another. Karen became secure amongst the younger crowd, and the more

she drank, the more secure she got. At one point she looked over to Jason, and he gave her a thumbs-up and one of his characteristically brilliant smiles. She

responded with a subtle-but-happy little thumbs-up of her own.



The offers for drinks kept coming. Eventually, surrounded now by a group of eager high-schoolers, Karen stumbled awkwardly and her words were all slurred. She could

feel the alcohol begin to be toxic to her, making her feel a little queasy, and definitely too loose. She wasn't used to drinking, but had seen enough smart people

make fools of themselves before that she knew she was about to lose whatever sense and motor skills she had if she didn't quit.

Karen exercised what little good sense she had retained and politely retired upstairs, stumbling on the steps, laughing as she collapsed halfway up, and started again.

A couple people made sure that she wasn't driving home, and she assured them that she was home, and wasn't going anywhere else.

Finally, after a long battle against herself, she found she had conquered the almost insurmountable distance up the stairs and long enough to make it to the first door

on the right, Jason's room, where she decided she couldn't make it any farther without collapsing. The alcohol was continuing to get to her as her body processed it,

and she was more drunk than ever. Jason's room had a bathroom connected to it, unlike her own, and she decided that he wouldn't mind her taking it for the night. She

barely made it into the door before confirming that his room was the right idea, as she spent the next fifteen minutes upchucking into his toilet.

Karen felt a little better afterwards, and her queasiness was gone, but she had gotten a little vomit on her shirt and down her shirt onto chest. She removed her shirt

and bra, and felt immediately even better, away from the hot constricting fabric of her clothing. She drank some water from the bathroom faucet and used a handtowel,

soap, and water to clean her chest, drank some more water on top of that, scrubbed her teeth with her finger and her brother's toothpaste, rinsed out her mouth with

mouthwash (the alcohol of that made her queasy again until she spit it out and drank even more water) and finally collapsed on his bed; completely exhausted from the

trial of making it to his room and fixing herself up as much as she had.



Karen was hot, and her alcohol-induced slumber was fitful, made worse by the restless music downstairs. She rolled constantly, and covered her face with one of Jason's

pillows trying to drown out the noise. Her constantly undersexed vagina bothered her further, calling for her attention. Her spinning head begged for rest, but Karen's

body wouldn't let her, one need and then another assailing her senses.

"Fuck it," Karen muttered with uncharacteristically vulgar language, and moved her hand down her pants, stroking through her light pubic hair and finding the familiar

clefts of her sex.

Topless, drunk, and her hand down her pants, suddenly Karen realized through the pillow covering her eyes that she was not alone.



"Fuck thatsh hot."

Karen recognized a familiar voice. It was clearly drunken but... Jason's! And instead of yelling at her... 'that's hot'? She was unable to react or process in her

drunken, horny stupor.

Her slow wits were hardly allowed to catch up, as she felt her pants get pulled down around her ankles, revealing her triangle of auburn pubic hair, skinny pale thighs

and calves, and her own hand working her wet pussy.

Confused, Karen stopped immediately. Just what was going on? Why was... was Jason really thinking like this?

To confirm it, the pillow covering her face was removed and Karen could clearly see her brother looming over her. Jason's long, hard cock pressed immediately and

insistently against her lips. As she opened her mouth to protest, it instead shut her up, entering her mouth and muffling her words.

"Mmmph!" Was all she got out instead, and her fingers moved to his stomach, trying to push him off.



"MMMphph!" Karen said, even drunk she was a little more insistent. Would Jason really try to... to **** her mouth? He, her own brother, was already inside her. She was

so hazy that the thought of him using force on her, that this might even be force, was still somehow distant, unreal. He was gripping her head now, preventing it from

moving off his dick.

Her hand pushed against his stomach again and it was unyielding. Hard. Muscular. Not shapeless like any awkward skinny nerd she had been with before. Not fat like one

boy she had considered letting go to second base with her. She found the hand she was supposed to be using to push Jason away was in fact exploring her brother's

young, hard body, climbing from his rigid washboard abs to the hard, flat slabs of his athletic pecs, then stroking down, exploring the bones of his hips, the muscular

line of his pelvis, and gently even brushing his shaved balls.

"Itsh okay, you don't need to speak, it's better this way. I like it when bitches are obedient. Show me you can be a good girl, keep toushing yourself."

Karen had never gone so far with a boy before. She had never had a good time at a party before. Whatever this was... whatever he wanted to do to her, in her drunken

state she just wanted more. To stop thinking, rationalizing for once.

Karen obeyed.

Her hand moved from her brother's front to his back, grabbing his hard butt and forcing his dick harder into her mouth, letting it fuck her face. Her other hand moved

down to her pussy. She masturbated frequently, a habit born of many lonely nights, but doing it like this felt different. The hard dick in her mouth, the light

domination, the incredible taboo of it all, she moaned loudly into her brother's dick as she worked her hot slit furiously.

"-Uck! Oot it in eee!" She yelled into his dick, and took her head off his hard shaft.

Karen wrestled Jason down like she did when they were younger and she was bigger than him. She had her drunken brother on his back in a flash, using strength that she

didn't even know she possessed. In another instant she roughly speared her own pussy on him, reveling in the sensation of her tight, virgin nerd pussy being pierced

and stretched by his rock-hard young cock.



Karen had broken her own hymen years ago while masturbating, and the stretching of her pussy was pure pleasure. She moaned out her enjoyment unashamedly, loudly,

guiding Jason's hands to grope her modest, pert breasts.

She ground down hard with each stroke, hitting her clit on the firm muscle of his loins, grinding and swaying in ways she didn't even know she could do.

"Aaahh, Aaaahhhh! AAAAHHHH!" Her moaning was louder and louder, and she came hard on her brother's dick with a loud, "FFFFUCK!"

Karen was spent, but the rush of endorphin had cleared up the worst of her drunken symptoms and she didn't stop, wanting to bring Jason to orgasm too. She wrapped her

calves around his thighs and ground down hard. "Fuck, Jason, I don't know what you were thinking doing me like that but... I'm glad you did. You're so hot, Jason. T-

take me any time. I'll be obedient like you like, I swear."

Karen's offer was met with silence, and she worriedly looked down at Jason's face. He was staring up at her.

Staring in horror.

"Sh-Karen?!? Wh-what are you doing? What the fuck are you doing?!?" Jason unceremoniously shoved her off his hard dick with enough force to send her into a crumpled

heap on the floor, then rolled off the bed.

Karen tried to pick herself up, and stumbled back onto the floor, nude in front of her brother and with a growing sense of absolute, soul-crushing humiliation. "Jason?

I - you came in here. You started... I thought... you put your dick in my mouth. I thought this was what you wanted. I..."

Jason was backing towards the door, with all the frightened expression of a caged a****l that had too many beatings.

"I - I didn't know, Karen, I thought it was... it was my room and I thought it was... not you! You - you knew? Like the whole time? And you... you wanted to... you did

it with me anyway?!? You let me... then you rolled on top of me and... ohmygod, ohmygod, I think I'm going to be sick!" Jason's face looked positively green.



The door behind Jason suddenly swung open inwards with a "GOTCHA!"

Or, it was probably supposed to, but it instead slammed right into Jason's back, the doorknob catching him hard, and the loud 'GOTCHA' was drown out by his yell of

surprised pain.

A hulking shadow with a sideways baseball cap and a cup filled with beer filled the door. "Oh, shit, sorry bro I heard the moans and I thought you were... wait... is

that... Shi-Karen?!?

"Dude! Just, sh-shut the fuck up! Get the fuck in here!" Jason shoved the hulk inside the room, looking around quickly to see if anyone had noticed, and was apparently

satisfied as he slammed the door shut and locked it this time.

"Bro... that is Karen, right? Bro, she's naked... and you're fucking naked, and... oh MAN!" Karen could see the big dudebro better now, he was a tall white guy and

grinning ear-to-ear, seemingly unnaturally excited at his find. He obviously knew her, but she didn't recognize him from among what little she had seen of Jason's

friends over the summer.

"Dude! It smells like sex in here! You - you're fucking your sister in here? While your party is going on, all these people around? You're fucking nerdy fucking

Kare!?! That's so fucking sick, dude! You're an a****l! You're a fucking gnarly sick fucking god, dude!"

"Bronco," Jason said, grabbing a pair of boxers to at least conceal the worst of his nudity.

Bronco crouched low, hands on knees, looking right at the mortified, naked Karen. "Remember me, Kare? From down the street? We were just k**s then... man it's been a

long time!" She could get a good look at his face now, and finally recognized him. Little Will, little Billy, all grown up. He was a chubby k**, and he was still big,

but mostly he was... just Big. Tall, wide, and with a clearly boisterous personality to match.

"Bronco!"

He stopped looming over Kare, but not running his mouth. "JJ, man, bro! All those girls you always get, and you've been screwing Kare all these years on top of it?

Oh, man, do your parents fucking know? Have you - did you fuck your mom too? Come on, you have to tell me."

"Bronco! Shut up, willya'?! Fuck!"

Jason sat on the bed and sighed, "Dude, no I haven't been sleeping with my sister, and I'll smash your face in if you talk about my mom like that again. I... didn't

know it was her, okay? She," Jason pointed an angry, accusing finger at Karen. She shrank away further, wilting, vulnerable, naked and humiliated. And alone. "She,"

Jason said again continuing, "practically fucking ****d me in here, man."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Bronco's voice turned serious, "Whoa, dude, now calm down a little. You know Karrie is a good girl, man, maybe she just, you know how girls get

around you, she just caught the bug." A smile crept back onto his big face, "The 'I wanna fuck JJ' bug that all the good girls get."

Bronco took a sip from his cup, brow furrowing in thought.

"Look now, I sense a lot of tension and a lot of animi- ... animos-... uh, a lot of anger, here. But, I think I can fix this. I think I can help you out, Bro, as

thanks for inviting me to this kickass party."

Jason sighed again, and put his drunken head in his hands, "Bronco... please... the only thing you can do is swear to keep your mouth shut about this and go. I mean

never tell a soul, ever. Whatever you need, man, weed, you want me to help you get some girls in the sack, whatever, I'll help you, but no one can know."

Bronco gave him a hearty slap on the back and sat on the bed next to him, in between Jason and Karen. "Jason, Bro, I love you. I love both you guys!" He ruffled both

of their hair, "You don't have to worry about me blabbing, old Bronco has lips of fucking steel, man, nothing gets out that I don't want to. You're gonna hurt my

feelings like that."

Bronco got up, using Karen's head as support to get him on his unsteady feet.

"And I was serious, man, I'm going to be a fucking counselor, and I'm not leaving until you two smooth this over." Bronco suddenly laughed, and continued laughing,

almost collapsing into hysterics as he slapped his knee, looking from Jason to poor Karen, still collapsed and naked on the floor, her legs curled close to her chest

to try and conceal her nudity, "Oh, man, you fucking crazy k**s. Whoo... whoo... hold on... whooo... alright, I got it.... whew," Bronco's laughing slowly dissipated

into hard breathing as he recovered.



"Mmhm. Mmm. Mmhm." Bronco was pacing back and forth, hand on chin as if he was sagely working something out.

"Alright, k**s, what we have here is an unalte-er-lable uh, you've changed you're relationship a bit, and there's no going back. The way I see it, the way things are

now, you're going to have to figure out a new, redefined kind of relationship. Still brother and sister, yeah? But, like different, different that what it was. Unless

one of you wants to cut all ties and leave for Australia or never make eye contact again at Christmas and shit, you're going to have to figure out a way past this."

"Thanks, counselor." Jason said miserably, "Super fucking wise."

Karen just stayed silent, drunk and so far out of her element, she just wanted to sink into the floor and disappear forever.

"I'm serious, man. Believe me you'll thank me later. Uhh, so what you have to do, man, is understand... you have to understand that your sister, she's, like, a sexual

being, Bro, with needs."

"Bronco... I appreciate you trying to help... I think... but this isn't working. Just, just leave me, us alone. I'll come back to the party, Kare can sleep here, we

will figure it out later."

"NO, man! I mean, you're right, I'm going about this wrong but this, this is the critical point. I can feel it. This is when things have to happen, now. Look, I know

what I'm doing wrong - you're a guy, you need to be shown, not told."

Karen was shocked as Bronco effortlessly picked her up and stood her in front of her brother, with Bronco behind her supporting her arms. Her hands reflexively covered

her breasts and genitals, but Bronco snatched her hands away and held them behind her in one large hand, leaving her completely exposed.

"Look at her, JJ, look at your sister," Bronco grabbed her left breast with his free hand, manipulating it. "She has a woman's body." His hand trailed down her stomach

to her still-damp pussy, "She has a woman's needs," his hand went back up, and two thick fingers invaded Karen's mouth, fucking it slowly, "If you say she jumped you,

she wants you to take care of those needs, like a woman."

"Bronco, stop..." Karen whispered past his fingers.

Jason raised his hands, blocking his sister's naked body from view. "Bronco, man, enough. I don't want to see Karen like that. You don't have a sister, you just don't

get it. Let her go."

Karen was suddenly dropped, and without Bronco's support she crumpled uselessly to the floor again.

"Alright, alright, new approach. I'm adapting, man, I'm adapting. I'm not giving up on this. Ummm," Bronco snapped his fingers, "I know, the problem I'm having is that

I don't understand, like, the nuances of what happened. The subtleties... you need to tell me, No!" Bronco went to Jason's shelf and poked around before grabbing a

trophy, "It's even better if I see. This is it, isn't it? You dirty dog, now I remember, I'll bet you turned this sucker on for the party! Yep, switch is on!"

Bronco bent low and whispered loudly in Karen's ear, "Bet you didn't know your brother was such a sneak, huh Karrie?" He held the trophy in front of her face, pointing

towards a black dot on the front, "Hidden camera, and here's the microphone, and it's all motion activated. High quality stuff too from what I remember, real nice

picture and sound."

He rummaged more in Jason's closet, and turned up a camcorder, switching it on, and plugged it in to the trophy.

"Mmm, mmm," Bronco grunted loudly as he studied the i****tuous meeting. Both Jason and Karen heard themselves for the first time, the initial meeting where Jason

declared his drunken lust and established his dominance, Karen beginning to accept the blowjob, and then,

"Holy shit, man, role reversal! Karrie fucking flipped you on your back! Hellcat, dude!"

Next was Karen's loud moaning as she came hard on Jason's dick and then,

Fuck, Jason, I don't know what you were thinking doing me like that but... I'm glad you did. You're so hot, Jason. T-take me any time. I'll be obedient like you like,

I swear.

"Holy, shit, that's hot man, and now... holy shit! JJ! You sent that bitch fuh-lying off your dick and on to the floor." Bronco laughed, and then sobered his

expression, "uh, I mean, uh, anyway, sorry, uh, Karen. Let's review that together."

Rewind

Fuck, Jason, I don't know what you were thinking doing me like that but... I'm glad you did. You're so hot, Jason. T-take me any time. I'll be obedient like you like,

I swear.

Rewind

Fuck, Jason, I don't know -

"Bronco!" Brother and sister yelled simultaneously.

"A-alright, alright, too much I get it." Bronco stopped the camcorder. "But now I know what to do. Seriously. You might not believe me, but have just a little more

faith. I've got a plan now. This is the last time, then I'll leave you to the rest of your awkward weirdo lives if you like, okay? But you have to bear with me and do

exactly what I say. Agreed?"

"... Fine."

"... Fine."



"Alright, good. JJ, I need you to watch this tape. Every moment of it. Yes, even the icky adult parts where your sister is walking around topless, and the parts where

she acts like a crazed nympho. All of it. Then watch it again. That's a fucking order." Bronco handed him the trophy and camcorder.

"Kare, follow me to the bathroom."

Bronco took Karen by her hand and led her to the adjoining bathroom. Karen was acutely aware of her complete nakedness, and felt somehow even more vulnerable now that

she was alone with Bronco under the harsh bathroom light, her shame reflected back at her by the long mirror.

Bronco began running his hands over her, manipulating her without asking, without permission, like she was an object. He inspected her, smelled her, lifted her arms,

ran his hands down her thin, pale legs, gripped and manipulated her breasts, weighing and bouncing what little she had in his hands. He bent her forward, leaning her

on the counter, and she looked at her face directly in the mirror. A tear rolled down her cheek as she uncomplainingly allowed the big younger man, the now-grown boy

she had known since he was eight, spread her backside and peered closely at her anus and her vagina. He spread that too.

"Yeah, not bad, we can work with this," Bronco said into her vagina, and surprised her further by kissing it long and hard.

Bronco rummaged through the drawers and came up with an unused razor, an electric shaver, and a bottle of shaving cream.

He picked her up and set her down on the counter. "Put your knees up and spread your legs."

Nerdy Kare, a virgin just a half-hour before when she had lost it to her brother, obeyed wordlessly, allowing Bronco full sight and access to her vagina. Nothing was

concealed from him.

Bronco put some cream into his hand and began gently but firmly rubbing it into her completely exposed pubic area, through her fine kinky auburn hairs. Karen bit her

lip, not wanting to moan.

Bronco turned on the electric shaver, and began running it slowly down her pussy, taking care not to pull on her pubic curls. He looked like a caricature; below his

sideways cap his tongue was clamped between his teeth and lips in effort and concentration, but he moved always carefully and tenderly. "Good, can't have any razor

burn or bumps. Gotta be perfect for my boy," Bronco praised himself as he worked. Karen did moan at one point, as the vibrating shaver neared her clit and moved a

scant millimeter from the opening of her slit. He then moved the vibrating tool around the edge of her asshole, making sure that was also completely bare.

More shaving cream, and this time Bronco held the razor, his face right up against her pussy as he carefully, completely shaved Karen's pubic hair bald.

Finally he wiped her off with a towel, and did a few last touch-ups.

"Good, now shower, and really dig into that ass, lots of soap, lots of scrubbing, get it clean."

Bronco talked while she was showering.

"You were a virgin, weren't you? I mean, before earlier?"

"Yes." Kare was feeling her new, smooth self, it was surprisingly enjoyable to be free of her little hairs.

"What a way to do it. Never heard of a virgin getting thrown off before like that. I mean, BAM! and on the floor you went," Bronco chuckled, then, "Uh, sorry. Again."

"You meant what you said? Like, obeying Jason, that sort of thing?"

"I-I was caught up in the moment. I don't know, Bronco."

"Well you're going to have to know before going out there. Because I can tell you now, that's the only way this is going to work. Mmm-hmm, that's the only way you're

going to fix this. You gotta give JJ the control, make it his game, put it in his court."

"Jason... I'm his sister. He doesn't want this, I..."

"Oh, yes he does. What you're giving him is hot. H-O-T - Hot, you know I'm saying? You just got to rewire his brain a little, put the 'dick' neurons or whatever and

line them up with his 'sister' neurons. That's what this is all about, that's why I made sure you're all shaved. You gotta make him want it, you gotta force that dick

to want it, that's where the magic is gonna happen."

Broncos hands entered the shower, one cupped her vagina, the other began probing her butthole, a thick finger working its slow way in.

"Your part, Kare, is to be a little slut for your brother. Can you do that for Bronco? Those other girls aren't you, they can't give him what you can." His finger

was further up her butt, "You take it. This is not a two-way-street-bullshit relationship you're building. This is an JJ's street, and it's one-way baby. You don't get

jealous of other girls, you don't get headaches or have homework when he jumps you." Bronco was working her from either side, one thick finger up her butt, two up her

wet slit.

"You got a boyfriend and Jason wants you to blow him under the table while your guy makes dinner? You do it."

"Jason wants you to sleep with some dude he knows? You smile. A girl? You put on a show and lez out for your brother."

"He wants you to get a humiliating tattoo? You pay for it yourself and show it off however he wishes, even if he's not around."

"Anal? Whips? Piercings? Yes, yes, and please yes, you know I'm saying?"

Karen could feel the knuckle at the base of his thick middle finger pressing up against the tight rim of her formerly pristine butthole.

"I'm not saying it's going to be all of that, but that's what you have to be ready for when you go out there. Anything, everything, more. That's the only way this will

work."

She humped his fingers as they pressed straight on her clit. "Can you handle it, or should I go out there and tell Jason that his sister is dead to him? Which is it?"

"I-I think I can do it. Whatever it is. If it'll really work, if that's what Jason wants... what it'll take to get him back... I'll do it. Fuck, Bronco," his hands

were bringing her close to orgasm again, "I fucking want to do it."

Bronco withdrew his hands and slapped her ass, "Good fucking girl, Karrie. I always knew you were more than just a bookworm. Now towel yourself off, your hair is going

to look great wet but dripping would be annoying. Let's go show JJ the new you."



Bronco led the way, keeping Karen back.

"JJ, don't say anything until you see what I have for you. Close your eyes."

Bronco led a submissive Karen by her hand, turned her around, and grabbed a nearby desk chair for her to lean on. He bent her over. Karen's breath was nervous,

butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Her brother would be looking right at her most intimate areas when he opened his eyes.

"Alright, Jason, open your eyes and say 'hi' to your new sister."

"Sh-Karen! B-Bronco! This... isn't what I had... this doesn't fix... I told you I don't want -"

"Relax, dude! Breathe!" Bronco coached JJ as best he could, "No one is giving you a face to look at, there's no accusing eyes, okay? There's just some fine pussy and

ass in front of you, right? Doesn't it look fine? Come on, you had plenty of fun in that video before you started freaking and doesn't that look... fun? What you've

got in front of you?"

Jason didn't answer immediately, but it was better than him running out of the room. Karen swallowed and kept her eyes forward. She realized that Bronco was releasing

his own dick in front of her.

"Touch it, dude. Just relax and touch that smooth pussy and ass. Tell me that you don't want to, really, and I'll let you go. But... don't you want to at least touch

it once before you go? No one is going to know, I promise."

Karen felt a thrill of victory as her brother's hand brushed up against her backside, slowly tracing its way down the back of her smooth thigh. She shivered slightly,

wanting to speak, but not trusting Jason to not bolt at the sound of her voice.

Jason's hand went back up her thigh, and she could feel it resting next to her hot pussy. It brushed her slit and she almost squealed, trailing higher until it was

right next to her little back star, her virgin asshole.

Karen dared to open her mouth, "It's okay, Jason. I don't mind. D-do you want to touch my butthole? It's clean."

She felt one of her brother's strong fingers gently trace a circle around the edge of her asshole, then spiral a little closer, until finally it rested right on the

opening.

Karen moved one hand to Bronco's cock in front of her unprompted, and began jacking it slowly. He nodded down at her approvingly and silently mouthed "Go on".

"I'm... I'm yours, Jason. Anything you want. All I ask is... at least please let me make you cum one time, like I did. Just once, then you can decide if you want

anything else, or nothing else. Just so - so we can be even. So that we can sit together, without embarrassment. You don't even have to look at me, if you don't want,

I won't speak or anything if you don't want. Just... don't hate me anymore, okay? Let us be even."



Karen felt Jason's hands drop from her backside, and heard no response to her giving herself to him, to her request to at least let her make him cum.

She couldn't see behind her, and didn't know if Jason wanted to see her face. She looked up at Bronco, his cock still in her hand, searching for advice, for some sign

of what Jason was thinking.

Bronco glanced down and shrugged.

Jason broke his silence "I have a reputation, Karrie. Friends. People that know me. There's lots of things that I want to do that I... just can't. Dark things, you

know?"

"I've never viewed you this way, but now... I don't know if I could help myself. Now that I've seen it, gotten familiar with it, I want your pussy, Karrie. I'll take

it."

"If that's all you want, I'll be fine with that. We can have this night, and I won't hurt you, or hate you. We can live normal lives."

"But I've also been looking at that tape, what you said, what you're saying now. About giving yourself to me. Turn to look at me."

Karen was scared, intoxicated, and horny. Her brother seemed to be coming around but he didn't sound like her happy, outgoing brother Jason. He sounded moody and...

something else.

"I'm fine now, it's fine. I... want to see your face, to see you naked, and worse. So, I need to ask you: Are you what I've been waiting for? Will you humiliate

yourself for me? Hurt for me? Cry for me? Cum for who I tell you to? Perform whatever act I want you to on others - even if it's i*****l or immoral? If you're who -

what - I want, you'll say yes. But I'd rather you didn't because... you're still my sister, and if you do this, if you even begin this, there's going to be no going

back to who we were to each other."

Karen thought of her lonely life, her life before tonight. If she said 'no', it would be the same again. Who knew where she would find someone else, because she hadn't

really wanted anyone else before. Not like this. Whether it was the alcohol or just her first real sexual experience didn't seem to matter. She couldn't go back. She

had to try this thing.

"I - I've never 'known' anybody but you. None of the boys, men I've seen ever turned me on, not really. Not like you did. You took me when no one else would, and I

liked it. I - I don't know if I'm what you want, but if you'll have me... I think I understand what you're saying. At least a little. So yes, show me, show your big

sister what you're capable of. Teach me to be... bad. Slutty. To be what you want."



Jason stopped talking and went back to touching his sister's butthole then his hands spread Karen's pussy fully, allowing him to see right inside her. Her wet lips

parted with an audible sound.

"You really are sick, Karen." He shifted his hands for an even better grip and used his thumbs to spread her apart even further, gaping her smooth vagina wide open for

his inspection. "I guess I am too," Jason finally said, "let's... get even."

"Bronco, get the camera. Don't... speak just get it, please. Karen, turn around, I want to see your face."

Bronco reluctantly let Karen's hand drop from his thick dick. He grabbed the camera off the bed and unplugged it from the trophy.

Karen turned and kneeled in front of her brother. He brushed her wet hair behind her ears with his fingers.

"Get ready to film, Bronco. Karen, you're going to suck my dick. When Bronco gives you the thumbs up, I want you to introduce yourself to the camera, and state what

you're about to do. While you're sucking my dick your eyes need to be on me or the camera the whole time, mostly the camera though. Don't you dare keep them shut. When

I... finish... you're going to turn towards the camera, show it my cum in your mouth, then you're going to swallow and open again and show the camera your empty mouth.

Ready?"

"Ready, doggy, this is going to be epic. Don't worry I'll keep her nice and steady."

"I'm ready, Jason," Karen said to her little brother, and turned her eyes to the camera waiting for Bronco's signal.

He gave her a thumbs up.

Karen looked steadily into the camera and began stroking Jason's dick beside her. She spoke seriously and calmly, "My name is Karen Weaver. I'm a twenty-two year old

college student. I'm going to suck my little high school brother's dick while his friends are downstairs."

Karen turned her head, and Bronco shifted the camera so she could still keep her eyes on the lens as she slowly lowered her head onto her own brother's long penis.

Jason brushed her hair to the side, out of the way of the shot, and leaned back so all the focus could be on Karen. She put her hands on his muscular thighs and

dropped her head down farther, willing herself to put on the best show possible for Jason's camera. She stuck out her tongue and opened her throat, fucking her face as

far down her brother's dick as she could.

Finally she couldn't suppress her gag reflex any more, and lifted herself off, her throat releasing his dick with a long stream of saliva. Karen continued looking

right into the lens as she slurped up her own saliva from Jason's dick, running her tongue up and down the length before kissing and sucking his balls briefly.

Recovered, she began fucking her face on his cock again, starting slowly with the head, and then taking as much into her mouth as she could. Karen took a deep breath

and opened her throat to his full length, succeeding in sliding her brother's dick all the way down her throat this time. She licked his balls in triumph as she stayed

there, and gave his dick several short strokes inside the bottom of her throat, turning her eyes for the first time from the camera to face Jason's eyes directly.

Karen watched in satisfaction as Jason looked back at her appreciatively, clearly horny for her and impressed at how far she was taking her instruction. She smiled at

him painfully with his cock planted deep in her throat before turning again to the camera, giving it a last little show of fucking her throat before she was forced to

let it go and recover.

Karen slurped up the mess her throat had made and began jacking him off with her hand, and made a show of swirling her tongue around his cock head for the camera,

kissing it. She gave the camera a closed, polite little smile before bobbing her head down more seriously, taking Jason's dick up and down in her mouth in long

strokes. He touched her shoulder, and Karen knew her brother was ready.

They slowly shifted together, and Karen removed her head just slightly from his penis, jacking it with her hand, allowing the camera to get the full picture as the

first shots of cum sprayed into her mouth. She couldn't help but squeeze her eyes shut for a moment as she dealt with the slimy texture and unpleasant taste, but

opened them and forced a smile on to her face as more and more semen shot into her mouth.

Finally Jason seemed complete, and Karen gave a little lick to her brother's urethra with the tip of her tongue, gathering the last string of semen into her mouth. She

turned her mouth so it was just her and the cum for the camera.

Karen's smile disappeared as she leaned her mouth back for the camera and it all pooled in the back of her throat - she almost lost her stomach right there. She kept

her mouth open as long as she could stand, allowing Bronco to get the best shot possible of her face and her mouth holding her brother's sperm. She finally had to

close her lips or heave out everything, and with her eyes open she swallowed a big gulp down, and worked her tongue and again swallowed.

Karen felt a little less sick without the stuff swimming at the back of her throat, and was able to smile again as she opened her mouth for the camera, proving that

she had taken the full load into her stomach.

The camera clicked closed, and Karen rested her head in her brother's lap, kissing his thighs. He looked down at his sister, his eyes amazed.



The night ended a little awkwardly. Jason went downstairs with Bronco and the two had a rowdy ending to the party. Karen snuck into her own room and shut the door

behind her, moaning into her pillow as she humped her hand.

The next week was a little awkward too. There was the after-party clean up, and except for exchanging some shy smiles the siblings hardly acknowledged just how far

they had gone the previous night. Their parents came home the day after, and the two again had family dinners around the table.

Still, despite their shyness the two remained closer than siblings ought to over that week. During the day they were separate. Karen kept to her studies and Jason to

his friends and interests. But underneath the evening dinner table, with their parents watching, they tested each other's limits.

One night Karen's foot crept into her brother's lap as she passed potatoes over the top of the table, speaking polite chatter with her mother and father.

The next day Jason hiked up Karen's skirt and caressed her thigh as their parents moved to clear the tabletop, almost getting caught when his mother dropped some food

particles from a napkin and onto the floor.

Karen worked on her makeup each morning. She didn't create an entire makeover, instead keeping it simple and slowly covering her minor flaws. She started to like the

way her brother looked sideways at her, admiring her. Her cheeks blushed around him more often than not. When she showered she kept up Bronco's work, keeping her legs

and privates clean and sexy, always just in case.


Chapter 2

Karen converted to a cock-sucking cum slut consuming copious amounts of cum until she goes back to college