1. Fifteen Years without Parole


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 71.9, Source: sexstories.com

    we thought was best for everyone, especially you." "Oh, fuck you right in your iron-tight ass, you holier-than-" "Language, Pamela." There was the barest hint of discomfort in his voice. The tiniest crack in those measured tones. And Pam stopped, although I could hear her grinding her teeth. I guess we both remembered the last time he'd sounded like that, and how I was pushed to the door, a suitcase of clothing waiting for me on the porch, not two minutes later. "If you want answers and explanations, you'll have to find them elsewhere. I did not call to defend myself against an inquisition." I glanced over at my sister; there was a calculating look on her face, somewhere under the anger. But she stayed silent, so I took over. "Then get to the point, as I don't think any of us are in the mood for chatting." "I have two things that need to be said. First, I'm asking you to stop all this." "What, specifically, is 'all this?'" Even as she spoke, Pam's hand came to rest atop my bare crotch, and suddenly I understood what she'd been contemplating. I raised my eyebrows; she nodded, jaw muscles visibly tensing. She mouthed a word, no air passing her lips: quietly. "Everything. To stop this farce entirely: publicly retract your statements about the two of you. Take back the accusations made against your mother. Apologize for everything you've done, all the pain and hurt you've done to the family." She was stroking, now, manipulating my dick, coaxing it back into readiness. There was ...
    something wrong about this—a growing unease, deep inside my gut. A nervousness that was way more intense than being watched by a near-stranger. And god damn was it hot. With a grin, Pam bent down and, eyes locked on mine, gave a single long, slow lick along the length of my shaft. "Why?" she said in the phone's direction. "Why should we?" And then she turned, facing away from me, backing up until those lace panties were inches from my face: an open invitation, and one I was happy to accept. It took a second to realize there were still words coming from the phone. "...Whatever wrongs you imagine, whatever justification you believe you have, is not worth the price your family has paid." I pulled her towards me, planted a kiss on that carefully groomed patch of hair, and slid the lace down far enough to reveal what lay beneath. I felt her lips encircle the head of my cock, and a swirl of her tongue cleared everything else from my mind. "Do you know what this has done to the family name? That your grandmother has not left her apartment in weeks? That you have aunts and uncles who have had to move in order to escape the media? Did you give any thought to the long-term effects of what you've done?" I withdrew my tongue from Pam and replaced it with a probing finger, stopping at the first knuckle, watched her shiver. "No, not really. I guess we were just sort of..." A second finger, now, and pushing deeper, feeling her part for my hand. "...Caught up in the moment." A sigh, from the ...
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