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American Gothic

Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, First Time, Gothic, Horror, Male/Female, Mind Control, Monster, Murder, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

character, not like those city houses. He combed his mustache in the bureau mirror, whistling to himself. The mirror was cracked and seemed to split his face in two. Just twice as much of me to go around, he thought. This put him in mind of last night's dream, and a sly smile spread across his face. He'd have to be careful not to let his eye linger on Lorelei today. Nothing wrong with a little dreamtime hanky-panky, but you can't let that sort of thing butt into your daytime hours. He finished dressing and brushing Brillo into his hair. Mrs. Darcie was waiting at the bottom of the stairs to call him to breakfast, but he met her there before she could and kissed her on the cheek. "I slept like the dead," he said. She beamed. "It's so nice to have a young man about the house." Before he could ask where Devanie was she appeared on the stairs behind him, twining her arms around him in a morning embrace. "Hey, kid," he said. "Where'd you run off to?" "Family business. I hope you didn't..." And then she stopped. Devanie peered at him and narrowed her eyes in a way that put Charles alarmingly in mind of a snake. She seemed to be scrutinizing him on a level he couldn't conceive. Then, without warning, she reared back and slapped him so hard he nearly lost his teeth. Before the sting had even really set in she pushed him away and ran up the stairs. By the time Charles recovered from the smack and went (somewhat unsteadily) after her she'd burst into Lorelei's room, and the two were ... at each other with nails bared. They went down to the bed in a squawling heap. Devanie tried to rake Lorelei’s face but her sister held her wrists firm, and instead they tumbled onto the floor, snarling and spitting. “Tramp!” “You’re one to talk!” “I’ll take your eyes out, you whore!” Charles separated them (somewhat reluctantly; you don’t see a show like that every day). Devanie kicked and spit as he hauled her up. Lorelei's hair was tangled from the brawl, and she glared thunder. Mrs. Darcie stood in the doorway, gaping. "What in the world?" she said. “You cheap little tart,” Devanie said. Charles had never heard her talk this way. “The next time you so much as look at a man I’ll curse your belly so that all you’ll ever give birth to are snakes. Snakes and pointed stones!” "Come over here and say that!" "Oh no you don't," said Charles, standing between the two of them. Devanie slapped him again, though not as hard. "You're just as bad," she said. Charles rubbed his jaw. To her mother Devanie said, "She did it again!" Mrs. Darcie's expression turned dark. "Lorelei, you promised." Lorelei stuck her chin out. "It's not fair to him. She should find a husband who really loves her." "Hey now!" Charles said. "I love Dev as much as--" "You just think you do," Lorelei said. "She always resorts to a charm." "You should have minded your own business," said Mrs. Darcie. "At this rate your sister will never be married. This family needs fresh blood." "Maybe I'll marry him then," Lorelei ...