The Apprentice Mesmerizer     part 3

Written by Mandil


That same evening, while Sandra was in the washroom, I placed mother 
into a trance once again. So as to test if she was completely under my 
control, I ordered her to stand in the middle of the room. When I saw that 
she immediately did this, I told her to kneel on the carpet, which she also 
did. I was then satisfied and I knew that she would do everything that she 
was told. I then made up my mind that the next time that I was going to put 
her into a trance I was going to implant a key word in her mind just like I 
had done with Brenda. I couldn't do that now since Brenda could come into 
the room at any second, beside I needed time to think of a word that was 
appropriate.

The following day was Wednesday, mother was working in Maplelane on 
day shift until five. I helped Sandra to wash the dishes and after dinner we 
went to sit in the living room as usual. Half an hour later I ordered my sister 
into a trance and I told her to remove all of her clothes except her panties.
By now ,she was getting used to show herself half-naked to me and she did 
this without any hesitation whatsoever.

It thrilled me to see that she still had on the same cotton panties with the 
half broken elastic band and the yellow circle on the crotch, except that now 
the yellow stain was larger.
I made her dance as I watched her bouncing breasts for a while, then I 
walked up to her and I began to dance with her while holding her tightly in 
my arms. Soon we had our lips glued together while my hands were 
preoccupied with her readily available breasts.
By now there were no doubt in my mind that she could feel my erection 
pressing against her lower body, she even pressed herself against me on a 
few occasions and I could actually feel the heat of her body against my 
pulsating column of flesh in my pants.

Then it happened, while we were kissing, I felt her hand on the front of my 
pants. She closed and opened her hand over my pants a few times, then she 
proceeded with both hands to undo the buttons. When she succeeded, I felt 
her hand reaching inside and beneath my underwear it went, she grabbed 
my erection firmly and she pulled it out. By then I was breathing very fast 
while my heart was knocking against my ribs in anticipation. She began to 
rub my cock with both of her hands then her right hand closed in a tight grip 
around its circumference and she proceeded to masturbate me.
I could tell that she had plenty of experience doing this sort of things, and I 
soon had to stop her since I was on the verge of spilling my seeds over her 
eager hand. 
After forcing her to release my erection I loosened my belt and I dropped 
my pants to the floor, after stepping out of them I took he in my arms and 
we started dancing again.

We must have look very peculiar as we held to one another while slowly 
dancing to  the music, - they were now playing a slow love song - she, 
wearing  panties only, and I in my underpants. As we were slowly move 
and held tightly to each other, I then felt her fingers at the waist of my 
underpants as she tried to pull them down. With a little help from me they 
went the same way that my pants had gone a few minutes earlier,  I was 
then completely naked with my erection sticking out at a forty-five degrees 
angle. We kept on dancing as she held my cock tightly in her right hand, 
and holding me around the waist with her left hand. Once the song ended, I 
guided her to the sofa and we both sat on it and we began to kiss. As we 
did, she once more began to pump my cock
The pleasure that I experienced then is impossible to describe and the trill of 
having her hand on this most private part of my body as she gave me this 
voluptuous pleasure, was making me feel extremely bawdy. So as to 
accommodate her, I stretched myself on my back while she went on 
masturbating me at an even faster rate.
Her hand was moving at just the right speed and her strokes were neither 
too long nor too short, yes it was quite evident that she knew exactly what 
she was doing
.
Gradually, I began to feel a pressure in my balls, which she was holding 
tightly in her other hand. She must have felt them begin to harden as they 
squeezed the accumulated load of sperm into the base of my cock, I could 
tell that she was  opening and closing  her hand around them as if she was 
trying to force as much juice out of them as possible. 
With her other hand, she was tirelessly stroking my cock in a still tighter 
grip, then  I began to fell the built-up inside as the pressure increased at the 
base of my cock, when I looked at her she had her mouth just a few inches 
above my cock. She was waiting for the eruption that was coming. A 
fraction of a second before I exploded, she shove half of my erection into 
her mouth and at the same time she released the grip she had around my 
organ.
The result was instantaneous. The sudden release in pressure initiated the 
strongest orgasm that I had ever experienced in my life. I felt so much 
pleasure, and of such intensity, that for a few seconds  I thought that I 
would pass out, and during all that time, I could actually hear her 
swallowing again and again as the flood gate of my sperm were opened. 

When it was over, she still tried to suck more juice out of me. I had to 
gently push her mouth away since she was much too eager, beside her teeth 
were diggings into my flesh. I got up and I sat next to her while staring into 
her eyes. She had a half smile on her lips as she looked straight ahead. Her 
face was partially covered with my sperm and I soon noticed that one of her 
hand was over the junction of her legs and she was slowly rubbing herself.
I watched her a while, then I bent over and I kissed her lips where I could 
detect the taste of my discharge on them.

" Why don't you remove you panties Sandra? "

She didn't answered but both of her thumbs went between the elastic band 
around her waist and after raising her herself a few inches from the sofa she 
pulled them around her ankles and she kicked them away with her right 
foot.
This was my first glimpse of her uncovered cunt. Like most girls of her age, 
she didn't have a lot of hair over her cunt, but still she had enough to half 
hide her twin lips underneath.
I was now sitting next to her and I made her open her knees a little,  I was 
able to see her outer lips slightly apart and glistering with her excitement. I 
was dying to touch her, but in my mind I was still debating  if I should, this 
was the most intimate part of her body and I couldn't say exactly what 
would be her reaction when she would feel my hands there. Instead, I 
placed my hand on her belly, then moving it in an ever-increasing circle, it 
soon came into contact with her pubic hair. At last, when I saw that she 
didn't seemed to mind where I was touching her, I let my hand come to rest 
directly over her cunt with my fingers covering her half parted lips. They 
seemed slippery with the abundant moisture that she was secreting in her 
excitement, and the instant that she felt my hand over her cunt, she parted 
her legs even wider in an evident invitation. I was then assailed by a female 
scent, which had an extremely exiting effect on me.

I made her stretch on her back with her legs toward me and I told her to 
spread her legs while bending them at the knees with the flat of her feet 
resting on the sofa., I then feasted my eyes on her most private part. In her 
excitement, her cunt's lips were almost fully opened and I could see deep 
within her vagina. The inner labia of her cunt was not projecting downward 
as is the case with some woman, and on each side of her luscious pouting 
lips and along her long pink gash, her short curls ran down. With my two 
hands I laid the lips well back and apart, and there they kept open. I could 
detect her clitoris bulging out in excitement at my touches, and below was 
the opening to her vagina, which I parted with my fingers and I could see 
even to the corrugated sides of her exquisite pleasure-giving sheath.
Even deeper down I saw the tubular pink flesh which appeared to have ribs 
running around at half inches interval so as to allow even the largest prick 
to penetrate.
Even as I watched I could see them contracting and relaxing.

Thick juice was now slowly oozing out of its interior and was spilling into 
the crack of her bottom. This sight was too much for me, of course I had 
never before had the chance to examine that closely a woman and until then 
I didn't even know what to expect to see exactly. Before this instant, I had 
only a vague idea as to how those parts of a woman might look. My only 
source of information so far, had been magazine pictures - in those days 
they only revealed the pubic hair and teats - and the description that I got 
from boys in school.

But now, seeing it with my own eyes, and from only a few inches away, 
was like discovering a new world. It was beyond my expectation and it was 
the most beautiful sight that I had ever seen, stranger still, I felt a 
tremendous attraction for her cunt. It had on me the effect of a magnet on 
iron, and as I knelt down at the foot of the sofa, I was even having difficulty 
breathing. Then before I was aware of it, my face was almost touching this 
most enchanting and attractive sight. When my lips came to rest on the 
exact center of her parted lips, I couldn't prevent myself from shoving my 
tongue as deep as possible inside her womb.
Seconds later, I felt her hands at the back of my heads urging me on, at the 
same time she closed her magnificent thighs around my head thus shutting 
all sounds from my ears. I thus remained in her grip for how long, I couldn't 
say but during all that time my tongue plunged, licked and rubbed 
everywhere it could penetrate. I then seized her exited clitoris between my 
lips and while it was being lightly pressed between my teeth I rubbed it at 
the same time with the tip of my tongue. Her reaction was instantaneous as 
she began to grind her cunt all over my face and soon I was rewarded with 
an abundant discharge of her juice.
I kept doing this for many minutes, each time that she flooded my mouth, 
her whole body went rigid while her thighs around my head closed and 
opened in convulsions as she experienced a multitude of orgasms.

Just knowing that by mean of my mouth, I was responsible for the many 
climaxes she was experiencing,  was the ultimate of pleasure. Furthermore, 
to  feel her hands begging me to go on, as she pushed with both hands at the 
back of my head while at the same time moving her cunt in a circular 
motion around my face, was making me  feel extremely lewd. I would have 
spent the rest of my life with my lips between her legs, but a cramp at the 
back of my neck forced me to get up from between her legs.
I could tell that she was reluctant to let me leave and her thighs held on 
against my head in an attempt to prevent me from pulling away, but I had to 
desist since the pain in my neck was too intense.

I made her get off the sofa. After stretching myself on my back where she 
had been lying just seconds earlier, I told her to climb on top of me with one 
knee on each side of my waist and her back toward me, thus positioning my 
lips near her cunt once again. I knew that it was called the sixty-nine 
position, - I had heard my friends in school describe it - an instant later we 
were both eagerly licking and sucking each other.

It took only a minute for my spunk to spit out of my cock once again, and 
while the exquisite pleasure of my second climax- by mean of her mouth 
this time - took possession of me, I knew that I wouldn't be able from that 
day on, to go for long periods of time without having her giving me this 
release again. I was like a drug addict, now that I had tasted the forbidden 
pleasure of incest with my sister, there were no ways that I could continue 
to live without a regular taste of it.

As she had done earlier while sucking me, she kept on sucking even though 
I had completely emptied my load into her mouth. I let her have her way 
with my cock while I proceeded to examine her cunt once again. Her clitoris 
intrigued me the most.
It looked like an erected nipple, each time I touched it with the tip of my 
tongue, it reacted by becoming harder still and I also noticed that it was now 
extremely red. Just a little higher, was a small hole that I soon figured out to 
be her pee hole or her urethra, I tried to push my tongue inside but it was 
too small. Because of her present condition of extreme excitement, her 
cunt's lips were now wide opened, and a continuous secretion kept oozing 
out of it, but I never let a drop go to waist as my tongue kept licking any 
collecting the precious liquid.

Had I left the matters to her, she would have continued to suck and lick, but 
I now felt weak and  it was getting late. I told her to get off and as she did, I 
saw that she had a smile on her lips, even though her eyes always kept 
staring ahead of her.
I told her  to get dress while I did the same, next I made her stretch on her 
back on the sofa and told her to go to sleep until she heard mother's voice.

At around ten that evening, Sandra went to her room while mother and I 
were left alone in the living room. I waited another ten minutes to make 
sure that Sandra wouldn't come down again, and then I put mother into a 
trance after getting her to look at me.
I already had figured out a key word for her and I told her than each and 
every time that she was going to hear me say the word 'nakoha' - another 
indian word that met 'to fall asleep' - she was to get into a trance just like 
the one she was now. 
After getting her out of her trance, I tried her key word on her, and just like 
Sandra's case it worked perfectly.
 
Sandra, I knew was an extremely good subject to hypnotize, but mother, 
being older and thus having more experience with life, plus the fact that she 
had very strict principles, was another matter. I knew that I had to be extra 
careful with her, especially if I was to ask her to do things that she wouldn't 
ordinary do. I did try her key word on her a couple more time then after she 
was out of her trance I kissed her goodnight and I went to my room.

That night, while in bed, I tried to figure a way to get Sandra to let me fuck 
her. Ever since learning that she and Paul were very near the point of doing 
this, I felt somehow left out, and weather I was justify or not to think so, it 
seemed to me that I was probably the only boy of my age that hadn't fuck a 
girl yet. Beside, the more I thought about fucking her, the more obsessed 
with it I became. I knew that had it not been for her fear of getting pregnant, 
she would have already allowed me to do it. 
Therefore, the first thing that I had to do was to convinced her that there 
were no dangers whatsoever of her getting with a child if I was to fuck her, 
and once she truly believed this, she would be more than willing to let me 
do anything I wanted to her.   

But how was I to make her understand that her fears were unfounded, after 
all she had chosen to stop going steady with Paul - whom I now knew that 
she liked very much - instead of allowing him to have his way with her.
But at the same time, I was fully aware that if she kept on seeing him, it was 
only a question of time before he was going to win the battle over her fear 
of pregnancy. 
I certainly didn't want this, since more than anything else, I  wanted it to be 
my prick to be the first one that she would experience in her vagina, 
therefore I knew that I had to move fast.

It was almost morning when I was finally able to sleep. But I had made up 
my mind to risk everything and try to fuck her.
In the morning, mother was late going to work. When I was helping Sandra 
with the dishes at noon, I couldn't help myself from staring at her and I was 
feeling extremely bawdy.
After the dishes were washes and put away, I put her in a trance once again 
using her key word and I made her undress. 
We kissed for a while, then I fondled her and she did the same to me. When 
she was very wet between her legs, I sat on the chair and I made her sit on 
me while my cock was out of my pants.

I then pushed a finger all the way inside her well oiled vagina - by then I 
was aware that somehow she had lost her virginity either by her own fingers 
of by Paul's fingers.- and it went all the way inside. Soon I had two fingers 
side by side into her well-lubricated cunt. As I moved them I could feel the 
tip of her cervix and I was also amazed by the elasticity of her vagina walls. 
I then began to talk to her.

" Sandra, where is my cock? "

" It's underneath me. "

" Is it close to your cunt? "

" Yes, I can feel it touching my lips. "

" Would you like me to put it into your cunt? "

" Yes I would, but you can't. I don't want to get pregnant. "

I was disappointed.  Well if I can't fuck her, I told myself, I will do the next 
best thing, I will suck her. I told her to get off my lap, and as she did I 
noticed her bum hole for the first time. It was brown with a contour of 
wrinkled flesh around its circumference. It was one of the most indecent 
spectacles I had ever seen in my life, yet at the same time, I felt a strong 
attraction to this seldom-appreciated hole. The glimpse that I had had of her 
rear hole was a very short one, but in that single second I felt in love with 
that part of her anatomy.

I made her kneel on the sofa with her bottom toward me while her head 
rested on the padded back.. With my right hand I proceeded to stroke her 
bottom cheeks and I gradually began to pay more attention to the crack 
between the twin spheres of her bottom. Soon I was pressing the index of 
my right hand in the valley of her crack until I began to feel her fascinating 
rear hole. After moistening my finger in my mouth, I aimed it on the brown 
center and I began to gently push until it began to make its way within. At 
the initial contact of my finger with her bum hole, Sandra contracted her 
sphincter muscles,  I had to wait until she was more relaxed but once my 
finger began to slip pass the entrance, it became easier to make further 
progress. As soon as my finger was half way inside her rectum, I stopped so 
as to let her get use to the invader of her entrails, then I continued until my 
finger was completely in her shit hole. Once I began moving it, she 
immediately contracted her sphincter muscle again and I could feel the 
tremendous pressure all around my finger. For a long time I enjoyed the 
sensation of feeling the warmth of her innards all around my finger, and 
every time I would twitch it a little she would react by applying pressure all 
along its length. Then I asked her.

" Will you let me place my cock where my finger is right now? There is no 
chance that you get pregnant that way. "

It took her a few seconds to respond but finally she did nod her head.
After removing my finger from her warm hole, I spat in my hand and I 
rubbed the spit all over my cock. With the head of my column of flesh 
aimed at the entrance of her brown hole I began to push forward. As the 
head of my cock slowly made its way inside, I was treated to the most erotic 
spectacle as I watched in fascination the stretching and then the clapping of 
her aperture around my prick. Once the head was well inside her, it became 
much easier for the rest of my erection to make its way within, and soon 
enough I was all the way inside her shit hole. It felt heavenly. There was 
pressure everywhere along the length of my cock, and the fact that I was 
inside the beautiful body of my sister, was almost enough to cause me to 
pay tribute to her without my having move yet.

When I got hold of my senses, I slowly began to fuck her. Out I pulled, until 
my instrument was half-visible to my eyes, then in I pushed it up to my 
balls. Gradually I increased my tempo and much too soon the crisis was 
upon me as I spent for the first time ever inside the entrails of a female. 
Gushes after gushes of my thick spunk poured deep within her and when I 
was finished, I hugged her close to me while my cock remained lodged 
deep inside her rear hole. I took both of her breasts in my hands from 
behind and proceeded to rub her nipples. A minute or so later I could feel 
her bottom shoving against me. 
Was this an invitation to fuck her again? Since my cock was as hard as ever, 
I proceeded to fuck her once more. This time she cooperated with me, she 
met my shoves by pushing her bottom toward me each time my erection 
plunged inside, and as I increased my tempo, I could hear her moaning in 
appreciation. Then, seconds later, I was inundating her bottom once again 
with my discharge. When I pulled out of her bottom hole, my cock was 
coated with white spunk, a large, white blob even felt on the cushion of the 
sofa between her knees.

The instant that Sandra saw my exposed erection still coated with sperm, 
she almost threw herself on her knees in front of me and she brought her 
lips around the head of my half-hard cock.
She sucked it as if it was a lollypop, and after she had cleaned all traces of 
spunk and whatever else was coating it, I made her stop since it was getting 
late. I told her to get dress.

Throughout that evening and part of the night, I relived the events of the 
afternoon in my mind.  I had heard some of my school companions telling 
stories about men fucking women in their back hole, but this had never 
appealed to me and at the time, I didn't think much about this kind of 
fucking. But now that I had actually done the deed and that I had 
experienced the tremendous pleasure of fucking in this rear entrance, it 
thrilled me just to think about it. Only a couple of hours after mother had 
arrived home that same afternoon, I was already anticipating to fuck my 
sister again in the same manner on the following afternoon.

What a disappointment I got the next day. I had already placed her in a 
trance and she was in the process of removing her panties when I got a 
really unpleasant surprise.
The minute that she got her panties off, I knew that something was not 
right.
She had a small belt underneath her panties, it had two elastic straps that 
went between her legs and came back around her waist. The two straps were 
holding in place a rectangular piece of cotton over the lips of her cunt. I 
then knew that she was menstruated, and there was no way that I was going 
to touch her lower body, either with my hands or my cock, while she was in 
this condition.

Blood is something that I can't stand the sight off.
I told her to put her panties back on, I could tell that even in her trance she 
seemed disappointed. For the next couple of hours we kissed and I fondled 
her breasts, but I didn't touch her bellow the waist. Then before mother 
arrived  home, I made her suck my cock. 

The following day was Saturday, we all went to shop in  Maplelane with 
mother, and nothing happened between Sandra and I. With mother around 
the house all through the week-end it was all but impossible for me to be  
alone long enough with Sandra to do anything.

On Monday mother began her night shift, she started to work at midnight 
and finished at eight in the morning. It was the shift that she liked less since 
we were alone in the house for the whole night, and during the day she had 
to sleep for part of it.

She left home at eleven thirty. Sandra had gone to bed at ten thirty and she 
was already sleeping when I passed in front of her room. I could hear her 
regular breathing through her closed door. I was frustrated, I was dying to 
fuck her in her rear hole once more but not while she was having her period. 
It had now been three days since I had been able to have fun with her.

Ever since I had begun to hypnotize her, she had become more friendly and 
playful with me even when she was not in a trance. Not that we didn't get 
along before this, but her attitude toward me was now quite different. She 
was more pleasant with me and whereas before, we sometimes had 
arguments, we now got along perfectly. There was also the fact that she 
would rarely dared to touch me - not even on the arms - before I began 
hypnotizing her, mother had raised us in such a way. She now often placed 
her hands on my shoulders or even on my face in a very friendly manner.

I even began to question myself about the possibility of her being able to 
remember things that went on while she was in a trance. It was always 
possible that in her mind she did get flashes of event that took while she 
was hypnotized, but if she did she either believed that she was imagining it 
or these memories flashes were parts of dreams she had. At least this is 
what I was hoping.

As I quietly stood in front of her bedroom door I decided to see what would 
happen if I tried to place her in a trance while she was already sleeping.
I quietly opened the door to her room and got inside. She was still snoring 
lightly.
As I got closer to her bed, I saw in the moonlight that she was lying on her 
back, the sheets were covering only the right part of her body and her 
sleeping gown was raised above her left thigh. I could see that she had no 
panties on, therefore she was no longer menstruated I told myself.

My cock immediately got very hard, I knew then that I wouldn't be able to 
sleep that night until I had her.
In a soft wisper, I said 'waskino'.
Her eyes immediately opened while at the same time my heart missed a 
beat, for a second I thought that she was awake. But I soon realized that she 
was in a trance since she remained very still not even moving a finger.

" Get up Sandra and follow me. "

We both went to my room, and once there I turned on the light and I made 
her remove her gown. Of course she was naked underneath, and the fact that 
she was no longer menstruated was soon confirmed, much to my relief. But 
just to make sure I asked her.

" No my periods stopped yesterday afternoon. "

I quickly got undress and climbed on the bed,  after stretching myself on my 
back, I made her climb on top of me and I enjoyed the feel of her flattened 
bosom against my bare chest. 
We kissed for longs minutes while my cock was twitching and jerking 
against her belly. After a while I made her rest her head on my shoulder and 
I said to her.

" I couldn't live without you. " 

" I love you too. "

" Do you realize that I am your brother? "

" Yes I know, and I am your sister. "

The previous night, while in bed, I had thought of a plan that might 
convince her to allow her to fuck her, and now I was about to try it.

" Sandra, I have bought a bottle containing drops that will prevent you from 
getting pregnant, you will be able to fuck all you want without any danger 
of getting pregnant. All you have to do , is to drink four dorps in a glass of 
water and you will have protection for a whole week. "

Of course I had no such drops, but I knew that she wanted to believe in the 
power of such a drug, she was just as anxious as I was to fuck. In her 
present hypnotic state, it was much easier for her to accept the existence of 
these drops. I then added.

" If I give you the drops will you let me fuck you? "

She pressed her lips to my mouth and after a most affectionate kiss she said.

" Give me the drops, then you can do as you please with me. "

I went to the bathroom and I poured a half-full glass of water, then I took 
the small bottle of eye drops from the cabinet - after emptying the content 
in the sink - I filled the bottle with tap water. Once in my room, I counted 
four drops into the glass in front of Sandra, then I gave her the half-full 
glass.

" Drink this and you won't have to worry about becoming pregnant for a 
week. "

She took the glass and she drank the content, all the time her eyes were 
fixed on the wall ahead of her.
I then took the glass away from her and I placed it and the eye drops bottle 
on the small table next to my bed.

I then made her stretch on her back. The moment had finally arrived, while 
my heart was beating extremely fast, I climbed between her stretched leg as 
I looked into her eyes.
I could tell that she was nervous also, her ribs-cage was expanding and 
contracting at a fast rate a proof that she was breathing fast and deep. But I 
didn't let this stop me. With my right hand I aimed the tip of my eager prick 
between her cunt's lips, she didn't try to stop me as she otherwise she 
would have probably done.
My hands were now shaking and my knees felt weak with the anticipated 
pleasure. Then I was able to detect the wetness of her cunt against the head 
of my cock as it made its way through the folded entrance of her vagina. 
The instant that the head was inside, she took a deep breath as if she was 
diving under water. Weather it was pain or fear or possibly both, I couldn't 
say exactly and I didn't bother to ask her since I didn't want to spoil the 
moment.
Anyway I was now too far gone to stop, furthermore,  there was nothing 
that she could have said to prevent me from proceeding with my first fuck 
ever.

When I felt myself about half way inside her tight hole, I stopped  pushing 
so as to give her enough time to get used to the tremendous stretching that 
my erection was causing within her vagina.
Even though I remained still, my organ was pulsating inside her hot sheath, 
then as if it had a mind of its own, my cock began to slip further within her 
without my consciously willing it.

Then, the first I knew, I felt myself completely lodged within the tight 
passage of my sister's cunt. It was our first fuck ever for both of us, and as 
the saying goes, the first experience is the one that will always be 
remembered, and in my case this was certainly true. 
Then I began to pull and push, slowly at first, but gradually I increased my 
tempo. But much to my surprise, I soon noticed that Sandra was beginning 
to cooperate  by pressing her lower toward me each time I gave her a shove 
and pulling away when I slid my cock half way out of her love tunnel. 
Then, I couldn't prevent myself from going over the edge, I began to flood 
the deepest recess of her cunt. The surges of intense pleasure went on for a 
long time and even when the edge of my sexual appetite was satisfy I could 
still feel the spunk leave the tip of my cock with short but very strong 
squirts.

By now Sandra was only beginning to experience the bliss of her first fuck 
even though I was already over my first climax within her. I had been 
waiting for this moment for so long that my cock was still as hard as ever, 
and while I remained fully embedded within her - although not moving any 
longer now - I began to kiss her lips.
She cooperate for a few minutes but she wanted more out of me and soon I 
felt her lower body grinding against mine, then in an ultimate effort to 
induce me into fucking her again she threw her legs around my waist and 
while she locked her legs behind my back she proceeded to applied pressure 
with her heels so as to force me deeper within her.
I was in no condition to refuse such an invitation and we began to fuck 
again.
This time I took my time and not until she had experienced a couple of 
climaxes - in a maelstrom of moaning, sighting and yawning- did I once 
again let myself go.

It was plain to see that she found fucking extremely pleasant and now that 
she had tasted this forbidden pleasure, I knew that she wouldn't be able to 
get along without it.
In other word, she was now sold on the idea of being fucked by her brother.
She remained in my bed for the rest of the night and much later when I 
woke up and looked at the alarm on the small night table beside the bed, I 
was shocked to see that it was already past five in the morning.

Was she again in her trace? I didn't want to take a chance and I said once 
again her key word and told her to relax. Then I made her climb on top of 
me with her cunt against my chin, as she sucked my prick I examined her 
quim. It was in a pitiful state, being covered with half-dry froth all over her 
now closed lips while there were whitish scales of dry spunk everywhere 
else, even in her matted hair. A strong fish-like odor was emanating from 
between her parted legs and even as I examined her I could detect a trickle 
of juice oozing between her closed cunt's lips.

With still greater luxury and lasciviousness, I applied my lips against the 
entrance to her cavern of joy and I began to taste her juice as well as my 
spunk. She brought one hand at the back of my head and she pressed my 
face fully into her gasping sheath as she thrust her bottom forward. Soon 
she spent into my mouth and all over my cheeks, shin and neck as her 
thighs closed convulsively around my head. Then I felt her mouth around 
my erection and she proceeded to suck and lick me with a passion she had 
never shown so far.
At last I paid tribute to her mouth and soon after we both felt asleep exactly 
as we were, she on top of me with my deflating cock against her face, while 
my mouth remained against her cunt and as I breathed through my nose 
which was between her thighs.

I was suddenly awakened by someone walking in the kitchen downstairs. 
To my horror, when I looked at the alarm clock it was twenty past eight.
Sandra was still sleeping on top of me with her face lying next to my limp 
penis but her body was now lying half on her right side and my face was 
resting against her right thigh while her other leg was under my shoulder.

Not daring to take any chance, I said her key word and I ordered her  to put 
on her gown the minute she opened her eyes. As soon as she was finished I 
told her to go to her room and lie on her bed and after counting to ten she 
was to get out of her trance and not to remember anything of our activities 
of the night.
 Sandra had barely entered her room and closed the door that I heard mother 
climbing the stair. A few seconds later she knocked on my door.

" Wake up Lawrence, you are already late to milk the cow. It's almost half 
past eight. "

" Yes mother, I am coming down. " I was hoping that mother couldn't 
detect the quivering of my voice, I knew that I had barely escape disaster.

Mother then went to her room to get a couple of hours of sleep. Whenever 
she worked night shifts, she always slept two or three hours in the morning 
and a few hours in the afternoon.
As soon as I was down in the kitchen, Sandra joined me and she helped 
prepare breakfast.
She had dark circles under each eye and she definitely looked tired.

The other nights of the week were almost an exact repetition of this first 
night, except of course I no longer took the chance of  having her sleep with 
me until early morning. As soon as we were done with our fucking, I would 
send her to her own room so that mother wouldn't risk catching us like it 
almost happened on our first night together.

After the third night with Sandra, it occurred to me that she might well be 
pregnant by now. When I had made up the story about the drops that I gave 
her, I hadn't even considered that possibility, but now it came back to haunt 
me.
What was she going to do if she got pregnant? How could she explain her 
condition if she knew that Paul hadn't fuck her? 
It was worrying me a lot but by then it was already too late. As for 
abstaining myself from fucking her again, there was no question of that. I 
had been seduced by her voluptuous body and there was no way that I could 
go more than a couple of days without indulging myself in our incestuous 
relationship.

That Saturday at noon, Uncle Charles arrived. He had bought mother a table 
clothe with a set of napkins. Mother was very happy to see him and they 
talked for part of the afternoon. I knew that they would also want to talk for 
the whole evening - they always did-  I therefore asked mother if I could 
spend the evening in Maplelane with some of the boys I knew from school. 
She agreed on the condition that Sandra came along with me.
At seven Uncle Charles dropped us in front of Louis's Restaurant.
He was to pick us at the same place at eleven.

Louis's Restaurant consisted of eight tables, a long counter and two pool 
tables at the back. It was the spot to meet friends on Saturday night and any 
other night for that matter, since it was the one and only restaurant in 
Maplelane.

We went inside and the first couple we saw was Paul Tyron sitting with 
Pauline Clark around a table near the window. Paul immediately said hello 
to Sandra when he saw her. Sandra and I went to sit with Jim Blair a boy I 
knew at school. He and his girl friend Carole Arnold, were eating  French 
fries and drinking a coke. 
We hadn't been seated more than five minutes when Paul walked toward 
our table. He looked at Sandra and he said that he had something to say to 
her. After my sister quietly got up, they both went near the jukebox that was 
playing a popular song.
Of course, it was out of the question for me to try and listen to what they 
were saying, for one thing, I was much too far from them, and beside with 
the volume of the music being so loud it was quite impossible.
While they were talking, I looked at Pauline who was patiently waiting for 
Paul to return, she seemed to be very angry, and for a while I thought that 
she was going to leave.

At last Paul returned to his table and Sandra came back to sit between me 
and Carole. She didn't say a word, and after a few seconds - during which 
time everyone expected her to explain why Paul wanted to talk to her - we 
all resumed to talk about the popular hits that were available in the juke 
box.

Then when I looked at Paul's table about ten minutes later, I saw that 
Pauline was crying.
After a while they began arguing and even from where we were sitting it 
was plain that Pauline was angry at him even though she was still crying.
All of a sudden, Paul got up and he walked toward us.

" Well Sandra what have you decided? "

She didn't bother to answer, instead she got up and she said to me that she 
would be back before eleven.
When I asked her where she was going, She replied that she and Paul had 
things to talk about. I knew of course what they were going to do and 
probably where also, but I couldn't stop her since it has always been so 
between Sandra and I. We never interfered into one another affairs.

As they both left the restaurant, Paul even saluted Pauline as they passed in 
front of her table. I felt very empty inside, and even Jim and Carole were 
shocked by  Paul's rudeness. I felt sorry for Pauline, she was still crying and 
appeared stunned by Paul's sudden departure.
I told Jim that it would be best if I was to go and have a talk with her.
When I stood near her table she looked at me, her eyes were red and tears 
were still on her cheeks. I said to her that I didn't agree with my sister 
behavior and I asked her if she would let me walk her home. She didn't 
answer, but she did get up and we went out of the restaurant without a word 
being said.

As we slowly walked toward her house I had a good opportunity to observe 
her. She was shorter than Sandra, and her bosom, which was very imminent 
and provocative under her tight sweater, was not as big as Sandra's bosom.
She lived in the center of Maplelane, only a couple of streets from Louis's 
Restaurant, and on the way there I explained to her that Paul wasn't her best 
choice for a boyfriend, and she should go out with boys that were more 
serious.
She must have thought that I met someone like myself, and that I was trying 
to con her into going out with me. Of course it wasn't my intention at the 
time. But as I soon discovered, it turned out to my advantage that she 
interpreted what I said in such a way.

When we were in front of her house, she asked me if I wanted to come in. 
Since I had nothing better to do - I still felt sorry for her - I accepted.
I was under the impression that her folks were inside , but I soon learned 
that we were along in her house. Both of her parents had gone to the movie 
theatre and they weren't to be back for another two hours.

Before we sat in the living room, she turned on the radio and by now she 
seemed to have completely recovered from her recent fight with Paul. She 
even smiled at me when she boldly  sat close  to me on the couch.
She was fourteen just like Sandra, and her long blond hair was tied at the 
back with a red ribbon. Even though her bosom was smaller that Sandra's it 
was higher and this gave the impression that she was trying to parade her 
bust around. She also had a very beautiful face with a small nose and big 
blue eyes, which gave her a very innocent look.

I knew, from talking to Sandra while she had been in a trance, that Pauline 
had been fucking with Paul for quite a while now, and judging from what he 
and Sandra had done, he certainly had gone even farther with Pauline. As I 
examined her, I couldn't help imagining her lying underneath Paul as he 
shoved his hardness within her, I then became curious to know if she 
moaned when he fucked her. Did she spend copiously as Sandra did? Did 
she swallow his cum?
Then before I even realized it, I was so much aroused that a voluptuous 
warmth pervaded throughout my whole body, I soon felt my cock throbbing 
without my being able to prevent it.

My arm, as though having a mind of its own, suddenly went around her 
shoulders as she sat close to me, a second later we were kissing. Far from 
discouraging me, she opened her mouth wide and allowed me to shove my 
tongue between her lips. After a good fifteen minutes of kissing, we took a 
pause while she went into her father's cabinet and return with two glasses 
and a bottle of wine. We drank a full glass each and we went back to 
kissing.

When kissing Sandra, I was used to fondle her breasts at the same time, and 
now it took all of my willpower to keep my hands off Pauline's bosom. I 
didn't know her enough so as to predict how she would react if I was to 
place my hand on he bosom.
But with the wine taking effect in me, and the now extremely passionate 
kissing, I slowly brought my opened hand on her left breast over her light 
green sweater. It felt very firm and pointed, and when I realized that she 
didn't mind my exploring hand, I moved it under the edge of her sweater 
and I reached for her breast over her bra.

Pauline then surprised me by placing one of her hand directly on the front 
of my pants and she proceeded to open then. I could tell that she had a lot of 
experience doing this. When she was done she immediately reached inside 
and took my extremely hard cock out.
During all that time, we kept on kissing. It was then my turn to shoved my 
hand under her bra and I began kneading and pressing both of her breasts 
while she was squeezing my balls with one hand and stroking my cock with 
the other.
After a while, she lowered her head over my erection and she applied her 
lips around the gland of my penis as she began to lick and suck alternately. 
After a couple of minutes of this, I felt her warm and wet mouth completely 
enclosing my erection.
It felt delicious and I couldn't tell any difference from Sandra's mouth on 
my cock. Soon I couldn't prevent myself and I fountained my passion into 
her mouth. She swallowed and sucked even faster - just like Sandra did - 
and I had to gently take her head in my hands so as to make her understand 
that I needed a few minutes to recover from this deep experience.

She quietly sat next to me and I could tell that she was trying to judge my 
reaction. She had a naughty smile on her lips, and while she examined me, 
she slowly and very deliberately proceeded to slip her sweater off and next 
her bra when the same way.
Her skin was extremely white and without the least of imperfection. 
Whereas Sandra's nipples were brown, hers were light pink and her breasts 
while being higher were also more conical in shape.

Her bosom was superb and I was dying to see if her cunt matched with the 
rest of her body. I placed one of my hands over her knees just under her 
skirt, and the instance she felt my hand , she opened her legs wider. Higher 
underneath her skirt went my hand, and then past her knees to the soft skin 
of her inner thighs where I lingered for a while.
I felt a strong attraction to the soft part of her inner thighs, and my hand 
opened and closed on the warm and flexible flesh there. Then, higher still 
until I was touching her panties. They weren't the cotton type but the silk or 
nylon kind that went in all sorts of colors. Soon I discovered that the crotch 
of her underpants was soaking wet with her passion.
When I began to lift her skirt, she actually helped me, and once it was 
around her waist she removed her light green panties by slipping them 
around her legs.

She had even less hair on her cunt than Sandra had, and what little she had 
was light blond just like her hair. Until then, it had never occurred to me 
that the hair of her cunt would be any other color than brown as was the 
case with Sandra.

I went on to examine her for a couple of minutes - she seemed pleased at 
the attention that I was paying to her cunt - I next brought my head between 
her legs and a second later my lips were on her cunt's lips and my tongue 
was inside her passage.
She definitely tasted differently than Sandra. For one thing, there was a 
distinct odor of perfume between her legs, and her juice was a little spicy, - 
weather it was due to her perfume or not, I couldn't tell - later in life I 
discovered that perfume or not, no two women will taste exactly alike.

She then stretched herself on the couch and she opened her legs wide for 
me. The inner labia of her cunt was a little more pronounce than that of 
Sandra, and on each side of her luscious pouting lips, her long pinky gash 
was extremely slippery with her wetness.
As I kept on sucking on her clitoris I soon felt her white, plumb things, 
begin to shake in convulsion around my head, she was so aroused that she 
shouted all sorts of bawdy words as she encouraged me to keep on sucking 
her. Then the crisis seized her and she spent with a scream of delight while 
at the same time she flooded my mouth with her abundant emissions.

Immediately after that we had a long fuck. Her cunt easily accommodated 
my cock - probably because of her numerous fuck with Paul - and she was 
more that willing to let me fuck her, she even permitted me to discharge 
within her. Just for a second, it had occurred to me, just before I inundated 
her vagina, that I could be responsible for getting her with a child. But at the 
moment, the thrilling pleasure that I was experiencing was too great to let a 
thing like that stops me.

At the exact instance hat I was having my orgasm, she let a cry of thrilling 
pleasure escape and her whole body began to shake underneath me.
I fucked her twice again that evening, and before I left, she made me 
promise that I would see her again the following Saturday evening. She 
even said that she wouldn't see Paul anymore. It had been my intention to 
make her talk and try to discover what she and Paul did when they were 
together, but I had been too busy fucking her during the evening. I told 
myself that next time I was going to place her into a trance and ask her a 
few questions.

                            (end of part 3