1. Malpractice Chapter 5: Deception and Corruption


    Date: 1/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: NeoDadachum, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Hello everyone! Dadachum is back! This chapter was taken down several months ago and I was banned and unable to even access the site from my IP addres. Now, however, I have returned and am more than anxious to continue these stories if there is still an interest in them! Because I am no longer able to access my old account all coming stories will be added on this one. If you want to read my old stories, i.e. Malpractice chapter 1-4 you can still find them on Dadachum's page. All coming stories, however, will be found on Neodadachum. But rest assured, I am still the same person. If the old account is for some reason removed alltogether, I will repost the old chapters on this account. Glad to be back! PS. Because I've learned my lesson, Hannah will from this point onward be 18 years of age. Chapter Five Deception and Corruption There was a strange air in the kitchen when we all had dinner together Thursday night. Jordan and I had been having sex almost every day for the past week, and on the days we hadn't, I had at least gotten a blowjob. That's not to mention the visits Denise had paid me. But even though things were better than ever between me and Jordan, my even younger sister Hannah was pouting and in a visibly bad mood. Our mom noticed but when she asked what was wrong Hanna had refused to answer. Hannah looked much like a younger version of mom; they both had blond hair, eyebrows that were much darker, and suggestive little mouths which upper lips were always just a ...
    little bit open. They both often looked as if they were staring into empty space, as they both drifted off into their own thoughts from time to time. Unlike Hannah, who had a curvy dancer's body, with impressive hips and breasts that were about to take off sometime soon – my mom had already peaked, her breasts were steady C-cups – actually a bit smaller than Jordan's – and her figure was fit but not overly so. She looked great for a woman in her late thirties – she'd only been 18 when she'd given birth to me. I started to wonder... Hannah sighed, playing around with her rice, not even having touched the chicken on her plate. “Jeez, what's wrong?” Jordan said, more than a little fed up with our younger sister. “It's nothing.” “Well, you've been acting all sour this whole week. Something's up, but you won't tell us.” “Now now.” Mom interrupted. “If Hannah doesn't want to share with us, that's fine. Just know, sweetie, that if you need anything we're all here for you.” “I know, Mom. There's just nothing you can do...” “So there IS something.” I stated, finishing my plate. “Yeah...” “I knew it.” Jordan said triumphantly, but stopped when she saw Hannah's face. “Hey, Hannah. You can tell us, okay? It'll be good to get it off your chest.” Hannah hesitated. I had been practicing my powers at least once a day, doing small stuff, just keep the headaches away. It's okay. You can tell us “It's... It's Troy.” “Your boyfriend?” Mom asked, in a way that felt a bit feigning. “He's not, or ...
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