Irresponsible Bastard
Copyright© 2007 by RandomEvent
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A young boy is caught by his father licking his younger sister and is immediately sent away to live with his father's friend. The friend's wife reads the note carried by the boy and saves the boy for her own desires. Thus begins his real sexual education.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Ma/mt Consensual Heterosexual Historical Incest Brother Sister First Oral Sex Size
Maude looked up as Sarah limped into the kitchen.
Maude smiled and said, "Were you run over by a large cart? I missed you yesterday."
"I was ill and had to spend the day at my parents place. Sorry for causing you extra work."
"It's OK. The Misses was indisposed yesterday as well, so it wasn't too much trouble."
Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. If the cook got down on her, she could end up fired by the Misses. Especially now, she didn't want to lose her job. That little son of a bitch had ruined her and she wanted to get ruined on a regular basis over and over again. To think that a twelve-year-old could be hung like that was unbelievable. He had almost crippled her causing her to retreat back to her parents house for bed rest. She had the same recurring dream over and over again since night before last.
Sarah's dream was that she was married and getting fucked but she couldn't feel a cock inside of her. Now, that was a nightmare. Every time she woke up sweating, she would remember that there was someone out there that had a cock that she could feel. She hoped and prayed that her experience hadn't been an illusion.
Both Maude and Sarah looked up as the side door opened and Danny popped in for breakfast.
Sarah rushed over to pull his chair out for him, saying "What would you like for Breakfast, Danny?"
Maude smiled to herself. Something has changed since last week. Could it have something to do with the bath?
I knocked on the parlor door a few minutes early for my scheduled class time. The door opened immediately but Debra was still in her dressing robe.
"Sorry," I said.
"It's OK, Danny. I just thought I'd dress for the therapy after your lessons to save time." Debra opened her robe to display the short nightgown she had re-sewn the night before. "Does this remind you of the second of many violations of your dear lovely little sister?"
I nodded, shamefaced, "Yes, it does."
"Good. At any time during your lessons that you feel the need to re-enact the tragic events of the second violation, feel free to do it. Multiple exorcisms of the same tragic event may be required to put it all behind us so we can get on to the third violation. We must exorcise at least one tragic event each and every time we meet. Is that understood?"
I dropped to my knees, and with tears running down my cheeks I said, "Yes. Help me, please." I was shameless.
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