Joe’s Harem
Copyright© 2026 by Techman1952
Chapter 2: The Trap Is Laid
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: The Trap Is Laid - Joe is just a typical teenage boy, he wants to have sex with his girlfriend, but she won’t cooperate. He thinks of a way to blackmail her into doing everything he wants her to do. As a photographer he does the same thing to more girls and women. They become his harem! Before long he includes family members. Life is good and he finds a way to make money too. Warning: Beastiality is an integral part of this story! Do not read if this offends you!
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Rape BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Cousins Aunt Nephew Light Bond Group Sex Harem Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Masturbation Small Breasts Teacher/Student Nudism
I went to Beth’s house, knocked on the front door. Her sister Sandy answered. Sandy was fourteen years old, a brunette, about 5’0”tall, and 89 lbs. and was very cute.
“Hi Joe! I bet you’re here to see Beth!”
“That’s a pretty safe bet, Sandy. Is she home?”
“She is, I’ll get her for you.”
“Thanks Sandy, I appreciate it!”
Sandy left me to get Beth. She was gone for a few minutes.
Sandy walked back to the bedroom she shared with Beth. Beth was just getting out of bed, her nightgown, a little loose at the neck, it billowed out at the neck giving Sandy a downblouse look at her beautiful perky titties with their tiny nipples. Sandy surreptitiously admired them, unconsciously licking her lips while thinking how much she would love to fondle and suckle them.
Instead, she told her that Joe was here to see her. Beth asked Sandy to entertain Joe for a while so she could get ready. Sandy went back to Joe, who had been waiting on the porch. Young men were not allowed in the house when the girl’s mom was at work. She invited Joe to sit on the porch swing with her.
“Beth is getting dressed, Joe, it shouldn’t take her very long. What are you doing these days? Anything exciting?”
“Not much Sandy. I’m about to finish plowing, then we’ll start disking. We do that twice, but that goes a lot faster than plowing! It’s dirty work some of the time. It’s not bad if the wind blows to the side, then all of the dust blows away from the tractor both directions as I travel up and back across the field. But if it blows in my direction of travel, it’s not too bad going against the wind, but going with it is miserable! Dust gets everywhere, down my shirt, my pants, up my nose, and in my eyes. On top of that, anywhere I’ve sweated becomes mud, then when it dries it starts flaking off. Then before I come in the house at home, I have to spray myself off with the garden hose! That water is COLD!! But mom won’t let me in the house with all that dirt on me. Then I have to take off my wet clothes down to my underwear, because she doesn’t want the water dripping all over the floor either!”
“I’d help spray you off, Joe!” She blurted out.
“Why Sandy, are you coming on to me?”
“Oh Joe, did I say that out loud?” Then she turned her head away and shyly said. “It’s just that I only have sisters and mom, I don’t get to hang around boys.”
“I was just messing with you Sandy! I understand your problem, maybe we can do something about that soon.”
That’s when Beth arrived and said, “Do something about what?”
“Sandy was saying that she doesn’t get to hang around boys very much! And I said maybe we could do something about that. I came over to invite you to a picnic! Are you doing anything around noon two Saturdays from now?”
Beth, acting very excited, responded “ Yes! Yes! I would love to go on a picnic with you! I have nothing planned for that Saturday, so that would be great! Oh, we have plans to make! What we are going to eat, where will we go, what should I wear.”
“That’s why I’m giving you two weeks notice! Of course this is weather permitting. I already have a place picked out, and I’ll bring the drinks. Is ice tea okay?”
“That would be great, I love ice tea! Where will we be going, Joe?”
“Hey, a guy’s gotta have some secrets! You’ll know when we get there!”
“Could I go?” Sandy asked, “You know mom’s not going to let you go without a chaperone!”
My heart stopped, I hadn’t counted on something like that!
“Maybe she won’t require me to have a chaperone, I’m fifteen now after all!” Beth exclaimed.
“Ha, Ha! That’ll be the day! She’ll be requiring a chaperone when you’re thirty!” Sandy said sarcastically.
“Maybe she will, I’ll ask her right away so we’ll know. If she does insist, even after I throw a fit, then we’ll see if you can go, Sandy! You know the old saying, “Plan for the worst, pray for the best!”
“Hey, I’m not the worst! The worst would be if MOM wanted to be the chaperone!”
“DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!” Both Beth and I shouted at the same time.
With that I made my good bye’s, giving Beth a hug and a quick kiss, I left for home. I had some plans to change, or at least get together a plan “B” and “C”!
What could I do if Sandy had to come along? She was to be my second conquest anyway, maybe the dog could do both of them. Or maybe the dog could do one and I could stage some incest stuff!
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