Chapter 24

Cin laughs from somewhere behind me as her feminine voice calls out, “You’re right, brother. Our sister still needs practice, but she’s getting there.”

My eyes are locked on his as my fingers play with his balls, and contemplate just how crazy she is. The two may have started out as roleplaying brother and sister, but she’s the only one who truly believes the fantasy. To Cin, we’re both her siblings, but my brother and I know the truth. Neither is willing to upset her fantasy world she lives in, since that could be physically dangerous for us. She’s truly insane and should be institutionalized, but that’ll never happen as long as my brother continues to enjoy her mental state.

He pulls his dick back as I press my lips together and feel his head move across my arched tongue. My fingers move at his will and feel his soft shaft still wet from our piss. I see the change in his eyes as a new idea overrides the pleasant sensation I’m bringing to his body.

My lips press tightly to capture his head and my tongue flicks his tip, which causes him to grin above me. Whatever he has planned for me will not wait and he continues to pull back as he releases my hair. He reaches down for my hands and I allow him to pull me up, which causes my wrists to feel the pinch from his tight grip.

I feel his breath on my face and desire in his eyes. Aaron’s not going to tell me what he has planned and I’ll have to wait for him to tell me what to do. I’ve been told too many times by both of them that a good whore doesn’t ask questions, just acts on their desires. All I need to do is bring them pleasure and I’ll receive pleasure in return.

I never thought I’d say this, but I do enjoy being their whore. More my brother than hers, but I can’t deny the fun I have with Cin. She’s soft and tender most of the time, which is fine if that’s all I wanted. Tender’s nice, but his aggressiveness is so much better.

It isn’t what he does that really drives me crazy, but who he is. Being with my brother may have started out with revulsion, but has turned into something quite different. Being his incestuous whore is an addiction and I don’t think I can ever get enough to truly satisfy these cravings. Having his child within me has only driven my addiction further and I’ll take whatever the future has to bring, just as long as it includes him.

He spins my around and pins my arms and I can see just how much she wants to be with me right now. His soft dick presses between my cheeks and sends some unpleasant signals through my body. The pain’s quite bearable at this point as the fire that burned within has turned to embers.