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Selling Stepsister
by DanMorann (danm@netrail.net) 

***

A stepbrother sells his stepsister's "services" to a 
friend. (mmf-teens, nc, rp, dom, bd, mc)

***

Author Note: This story contains non-consensual and 
possibly incest-hetero sex acts between multiple male 
and female teenagers. This is a work of fiction, and 
should be treated as such. In other words, the authors 
do not endorse the following acts. Also, if reading or 
copying this story is prohibited by your local laws, 
then stop right now. You may also freely distribute 
this work, but please don't make any changes. 

***

Do you ever wish you had a summer vacation like you did 
in high school? Some people complain about getting 
bored, but I think those people lack imagination. I 
always found something to do with my free time. As they 
say, an idle mind is the devil's playground. 

The summer before ninth grade was kind of an 
interesting one. Like everybody in the 80s, I grew up 
in a broken home. That spring, we moved into a nice 
middle class neighborhood with my new step-dad, and his 
daughter. It was a nice place to grow up, and I quickly 
made friends with a kid down the street named Chuck. 

Chuck was sixteen, so he was a few years older than me. 
(I was thirteen at the time.) Back then, neither of us 
had much experience with the opposite sex. See, Chuck 
was kind of a nerd. He was tall and wore thick glasses. 
He knew every episode of star trek by heart, wore the 
same clothes every day, and knew everything there was 
to know about the Commodore VIC-20. He was probably a 
decent looking guy, but just by the way he acted, I 
couldn't see him losing his virginity before the age of 
30. 

Chuck always said I was the smartest guy he knew. 
That's probably true, though he didn't know many 
people! See, right around the age of thirteen this 
strange ability developed inside me. I began to see 
solutions to complex problems almost instantly. Real 
world problems. 

One day towards the end of the summer, Chuck and I were 
hanging around my house watching TV. Actually, we were 
watching his favorite show, Star Trek. 

My stepsister, Erica, leaned into the TV room. "Star 
Trek? Ewww!" And she ducked out. 

Chuck looked embarrassed. I could understand. Erica had 
that effect on every guy that saw her. She was 
seventeen, and entering her senior year of high school. 
She had long brown hair, deep brown eyes, and a sweet, 
wholesome, "country girl" look. But what probably 
attracted the most attention was her sweet smile, and 
D-cup tits. She never really wore anything that drew 
attention to them, but she didn't really need to. 

Even better, Erica was just a nice and friendly girl. 
In the few months we had been living together, we had 
spent a lot of time staying up and playing cards or 
scrabble. She was just a fun person to hang out with. 

When Erica was out of hearing range, Chuck leaned over 
to me and whispered, "Dan, nothing personal, but your 
sister's really cute." 

I laughed. "I don't take it personally. I think she's 
cute too. She's not really my sister, you know. She's 
only been living with me for a few months, and she goes 
to boarding school in September. So go ahead and fuck 
her for all I care." 

He blushed. "I wish." 

I stared at him calmly as my mind defined and solved 
this new problem. He must have misunderstood my 
expression, because he looked suddenly apologetic. "I'm 
sorry, I didn't mean..." 

I shook my head. "Chuck, it's a done deal. Virtually 
guaranteed." 

He looked puzzled. "Done deal?" 

I looked around cautiously, then whispered, "Chuck, 
what will you give me if I hook you up with my sister?" 

Chuck looked confused. "Um... I dunno, Umm, I'll drive 
you wherever you want to go for the next... ummm, the 
next three months." 

I nodded grimly. "Deal. I'll give you instructions. You 
will need to follow them to the letter. I'll call you 
this evening. I need to prepare." I walked over and 
turned off the TV. 

Chuck still looked confused. "Wait!" He looked around, 
and then whispered, "Do you really think you can do 
this?" 

I looked him dead in the eye. "Imagination. Strategy. 
Tactics. Execution. Words to live by." Then I opened 
the door for him to leave. 

*** 

That night, my stepfather left for his hunting trip on 
schedule. Once he was gone, I waited until Mom was in 
the kitchen working on dinner. Then I went into the 
medicine cabinet in the upstairs bathroom, and crushed 
six sleeping pills into a square of toilet paper, and 
put it in my pocket. I also went into my stepfather's 
bedroom, and looked in the special drawer where he kept 
his set of handcuffs. I think he and Mom played sex 
games or something. I stuffed the cuffs into another 
pocket, and went down to the basement. 

I made sure I had everything I needed in the basement. 
Playing cards, a steak knife, cooking oil, and a dual 
cassette tape recorder. I checked the batteries in the 
tape recorder. Then, I hid the handcuffs under the 
couch. 

I telephoned Chuck. "Chuck, you're spending the night 
at my house. 
Show up after dinner. Around 8pm or so." 

"Okay, Dan," he said. "I'll be there." 

I made sure I was available during the last fifteen 
minutes or so of dinner preparation. I asked everyone 
what they wanted to drink, and as I was getting 
everything together, I poured the powdered sleeping 
pills into my mother's ginger ale. 

Dinner was pretty normal, just pork chops and apple 
sauce. In the middle, I saw my mother yawning. I 
noticed she was about halfway finished with her ginger 
ale. There wasn't much conversation that night, because 
my mother was so tired, but I mentioned to Erica and my 
mother that Chuck would be coming over. 

After dinner, Mom announced that she wasn't feeling 
very well, and would be going to bed early. She went to 
bed right around the time Chuck came over. 

Chuck and I went down to the basement to watch TV. The 
basement was one of the nicest features of the house. 
It had a nice big sturdy couch, in front of a coffee 
table and television and stereo. There also was a nice 
big bay window. We closed the shades. The last item of 
interest was a nice liquor cabinet. Chuck and I poured 
ourselves some whiskey into the associated tumblers. 

A little before ten o'clock, I went upstairs to Erica's 
room, where she was listening to music. Erica was 
wearing her typical bedtime outfit, an oversized shirt 
hiding what I guessed were her white panties 
underneath. "Erica, Chuck and I were looking for a 
third person to play hearts with us. What do you say?" 

Erica was a social creature, and was always up for 
something like that. She had moved into this 
neighborhood at the same time I did, and really didn't 
know anybody. Right now she was marking time until her 
senior year at boarding school. "Sure," she said. She 
turned off her tape player, and went downstairs ahead 
of me. I don't think she realized quite how cute she 
looked with her bare legs coming out of the oversize 
shirt. Chuck would be impressed. 

As I followed her, I checked in on my mother. She was 
still fast asleep, and snoring loudly. She was a heavy 
sleeper anyway, and these pills would make her 
impossible to wake up. 

I don't think Erica noticed it, but I caught Chuck's 
expression as he saw Erica coming down the stairs. Her 
long brown hair covered her shoulders, and her tits 
still bulged out of the T-shirt. Her legs were long, 
and looked great, and from the angle she was coming 
down the stairs, I was sure he could catch a glimpse of 
her white panties. 

Chuck, Erica, and I started a game of hearts. As I 
dealt, she caught a glimpse of our tumblers full of 
whiskey. "You guys found Dad's liquor cabinet, huh? 
What are you drinking?," she said. 

"Whiskey, I think," I said. "Don't tell your dad, 
okay?" 

"I won't, its no big deal," she said. 

We started our game of hearts, and about halfway 
through the hand, I lifted my drink to her. "Let me 
pour you a glass." 

"No thanks," she said. 

I threw the contents of my glass into her face. 

"Damn you!" she yelled, her eyes obviously stinging 
from the alcohol. But Chuck had gotten my signal loud 
and clear. He quickly tackled her and clamped his hand 
over her mouth. "Handcuffs!," he grunted, as he tried 
to restrain Erica, who was probably stronger than he 
was. 

I fished the handcuffs from under the couch, and 
quickly grabbed one of her arms. She was already 
threatening to throw Chuck off, so I had to act fast. I 
clamped one manacle on her hand, and we then managed to 
turn her over face down. Chuck and I actually sat on 
her, with him keeping his hands over her mouth, and me 
struggling with her arms. 

After I had both hands cuffed behind her back, we had 
her more or less restrained, though she still kicked 
her legs viciously. Our next task was to drag her onto 
the couch, where we dumped her sideways with her arms 
behind her. 

I reached up into between her legs, and grabbed a 
handful of her panties, probably grabbing some of her 
pubic hair in the process. She still kicked, and I had 
to avoid her muscular legs as I pulled off her 
underwear. I gave it to Chuck, and he took his hand off 
her mouth. Before she could let out a good scream, he 
pushed her white panties into her open mouth, 
smothering her cry. 

Chuck looked at me. "Are we ready?" 

I could see the anger in Erica's eyes, but I couldn't 
see any fear. I knew this wasn't the right time. 

I leaned over her, my left hand covering the panties in 
her mouth. "I need you to realize something," I said to 
her. 

I put my weight on top of her, and kept my left hand 
over her mouth. "We are in complete control of the 
situation here. Remember how mother said she had to go 
to bed early? That's because I dropped sleeping pills 
into her drink. Nothing short of an atomic bomb could 
wake her up." 

She looked up at me, and the anger in her brown eyes 
seemed to be turning to confusion. I reached behind the 
couch and pulled out the steak knife, and showed it to 
her. Then her eyes widened in terror. 

"Here's how it's going to go," I continued. "We're 
going to do whatever we want to you tonight, and 
there's nothing you can do to stop us. Do you 
understand me?" 

She nodded, her panties still stuffed in her mouth. 

I used the knife to cut open her nightshirt, exposing 
her cantaloupe-size breasts underneath. The struggle 
had excited her somewhat, because her nipples were very 
hard. Her breasts jiggled as I ripped off what was left 
of her shirt. She gave a muffled cry, but the panties 
choked it off. 

With the shirt out of the way, we were hoping to get a 
good look at her bush, but her legs were closed tightly 
together. 

I handed the knife to Chuck and got out of the way. 
Chuck looked at me, stunned. "You really did it, Dan. 
You really made this happen!" 

I smiled and nodded. It always feels good to help out a 
friend. 

Chuck asked me to hold the knife again for a second as 
he disrobed. First, he took off his shirt, and then his 
pants and underwear in at once. His erect cock flopped 
out of his shorts, and bounced up and slapped him in 
the stomach. He grinned. His cock was not too bad, 
about seven inches or so. He was obviously ready to go. 

Erica's body was completely naked. Her hands were 
cuffed behind her back, and her white cloth panties 
were still stuffed in her mouth. Her thick brown hair 
was hanging down around her D-cup tits, framing them 
perfectly. Her legs were closed tightly, but I could 
catch a glimpse of pubic hair between them. 

Chuck took the knife back from me, and put it at her 
throat. "Open up those legs, girl," he said. 

She relaxed her legs, and lay them down on the couch. 
We both got a good look at her brown pubic hair that 
covered her pussy. But Chuck wasn't satisfied. He 
pushed the knife against her throat harder. "Open them 
up wide." 

Erica slowly spread open her legs, exposing her soft 
pink pussy lips. Chuck's erect penis started throbbing 
instantly. I'm sure he was anxious to bury his cock 
into her waiting bush. 

I handed him the cooking oil, and he poured a little in 
the palm of his hand. We had discussed this earlier in 
the evening, and I had told him that under these 
circumstances, he'd probably need some lubrication if 
he was going to penetrate her. He rubbed the oil over 
his the head of his dick, and it shined in the soft 
light like a saber. 

He handed me the knife again, and gripped his erect 
cock in his hand. He placed the tip of his cock at the 
center of Erica's open pussy lips, and let it sit there 
for a second. Erica just lay on the couch and looked up 
at him, trembling. She looked down at Chuck's cock, 
poised for penetration, then at the knife in his hand, 
then back down at the erect penis, with its tip nestled 
in her pubis. 

Chuck started feeding his cock into the mouth of her 
waiting cunt, and surprisingly it went in very easily. 
She wasn't very wet, but the lubrication helped guide 
his member deep into her body. Erica just gave up 
muffled cries and looked up at him as he pushed inch 
after inch of his cock into her teenage pussy. 

Chuck started grunting with every stroke, as he slammed 
his cock home again and again as I watched. Erica 
seemed to endure the invasion as well as she could, 
under the circumstances. Her eyes closed tightly, and 
she turned her head away as Chuck buried his face in 
her neck, kissing and biting her lightly as he slammed 
his dick into her cunt again and again. 

I watched the show with satisfaction, happy to see 
Chuck finally getting his wish. I reached over and 
cupped a hand around Erica's nearest breast. Her eyes 
opened, and she looked at me shocked. I smiled at her 
and gave her tit a good squeeze. 

Chuck's grunts came faster and faster, and then 
suddenly he grabbed her wildly, pulling her body into 
him. I removed my hand just in time, before it got 
caught in the middle. He grabbed her ass with one hand, 
and crushed it against him as he came. His cock flooded 
her young cunt with wave after wave of hot sperm, while 
I watched. 

As I watched him shoot his load into her unprotected 
body, I realized that both of these people might be 
virgins. Chuck and I had never really talked about sex, 
and I had a feeling that he wasn't very experienced. 
Erica didn't seem to have a boyfriend or anything 
either, and she did go to an all-girls boarding school. 
Yeah, this might be a first for both of them. 

Chuck was spent, and just lay on top of Erica. She just 
lay there, with tears welling up in her eyes. They both 
lay there for about thirty seconds, as Chuck's penis 
softened and emerged from her muff. Then she started 
kicking and making noises, trying to get him off of 
her. He complied, but I made sure I had the knife at 
her throat quickly. 

"How was it, Chuck?" I asked. 

He just smiled. "Incredible. God damn, what a fuck. 
That was amazing." 

I looked over at Erica's pussy. It looked wet and 
sticky, and I thought I caught a glimpse of some semen 
seeping out of her. "Yeah, you really creamed inside of 
her." 

I leaned over to Erica. "I'm going to take these 
panties out of your mouth, if you promise not to 
scream. Okay?" 

She nodded. 

I took the underwear out of her mouth. "Now, I'm going 
to let you go soon, just as soon as I make sure you're 
properly humiliated. So you're going to humiliate 
yourself for me. Here's what you're going to do." 

"You're going to tell me how much you love to get 
fucked, while I rub your clit. You're going to tell me 
how much you like to fuck teenage guys, how you want it 
all the time, and how you like our dicks inside you. 
You do this right, and I'll let you go. You screw this 
up, and I'll slit your throat." 

I put one hand on her pussy mound, and kept my other on 
the knife at her throat. "Say it!," I said. 

As I stuck two fingers up her soaked pussy, she started 
reciting my speech. "I like to... I like to fuck 
teenage boys like you and Chuck... I like to feel your 
hard cocks in my pussy..." 

I started rubbing her clit softly, and she arched her 
back, and continued. "I like to suck and fuck your 
dicks... I need your cum inside my pussy... Squeeze my 
tits and fuck my cunt... Mmm... I like.. Mmmm..." 

Finally she couldn't take the stimulation of her clit 
any longer, and she started moaning. Orgasms flooded 
through her naked, handcuffed, teenage body as Chuck 
and I watched. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over 
her, and I actually had to cover her mouth with my hand 
to keep her cries from threatening to wake up my mother 
upstairs. 

Having her mouth covered was probably a good thing, 
because she went crazy when I held up the running tape 
recorder. She struggled and fought, but I just smiled. 

"This tape is our insurance, Erica. Who's going to 
believe you when you say we raped you, as long as we 
have this tape? In fact, you're the one who's in the 
biggest trouble. They'll call you some kind of child 
molester or something!" 

But she wasn't listening to reason, so I still had to 
cover her mouth to keep her from screaming. Luckily 
Chuck saw what was going on, and helped me stuff 
Erica's panties into her mouth again. 

Anger flashed from her eyes again, and she was still 
kicking and breathing hard. I needed to do something to 
restrain her, so I shoved a few fingers up her cunt 
again, but she hardly seemed to notice. So I just 
slapped her face as hard as I could. 

That got her attention. She stopped kicking, and just 
looked up at me angrily. This wasn't good; I needed to 
completely break her or the whole plan could fail. I 
handed the knife to Chuck, and told him to keep an eye 
on her. Then I started taking off my clothes, first my 
shirt, and then my shorts. I wasn't wearing any 
underwear. 

"What are you doing?" Chuck asked. "That's your 
sister!" 

"Step-sister," I grunted. 

My fist was clenched around my eight-inch cock. I 
forced myself on top of Erica, and shoved her legs 
apart. I guided my cock between her pink pussy lips, 
and plunged it deep into her warm cunt. 

Erica was broken instantly. She gasped and lay on the 
couch trembling, and within moments tears were 
streaming down her face again. I just lay inside her, 
not moving. I removed the panties from her mouth, and 
all I heard were her soft sobs. 

"Erica, as I fuck you, you're going to talk about how 
you drink cum, you want my sperm in your pussy, and so 
on, okay? Now say it!" 

As I stroked in and out of her wet, sopping cunt, she 
said softly "I... I want you to cum inside me... I want 
your hot cum in my pussy and in my mouth..." 

After a few words, I could barely hear her. I was 
obsessed with the feeling of my cock sliding in and out 
of her tight wet snatch. Even with all of the 
punishment her pussy had received that night, she was 
still very tight. 

"Fuck my wet pussy... Shoot your cum into my pussy," 
she sobbed. 

I really didn't need anymore tape, but this was the 
best way to get her cooperation. I grabbed her ass, and 
impaled it over and over onto my hard cock as Chuck 
watched with interest. He was enjoying watching almost 
as much as performing. Seeing my dick ravage Erica's 
wet cunt again and again was something to remember. 

"I'm gonna come, baby," I said, as I felt the pressure 
in my cock build up to unbearable levels. She looked up 
at me, and then away as I grunted with the force of my 
impending orgasm. As my thirteen-year old cock shot its 
load into my teenage stepsister, she stiffened and 
closed her eyes. Shot after shot of semen plunged into 
her aching pussy while Chuck watched with interest. 

I removed my organ from her teenage cunt quickly and 
dismounted, and almost instantly Chuck had taken my 
place. Erica didn't even try to close her legs as he 
mounted her and pushed his dickmeat into her dripping 
cunt. I didn't stay to watch; instead I went to work on 
the editing job we needed to get done with the tape. 
Chuck didn't need my help to handle her now! 

Within a few minutes, I had made the master copy of the 
blackmail tape. I looked over at Chuck, and he was just 
finishing up inside Erica's pussy, dribbling his semen 
into her once again. I hoped Erica wasn't a virgin. 
This was a hell of a first time. Then I hoped Chuck 
was, because again, this would be a pretty amazing 
first time. 

When Chuck was done, we played our "rape tape" for 
Erica. It was a perfect blackmail tape, and she knew 
it. It started with a prepared script Chuck and I had 
written, and then finished with a recording of Erica 
supposedly propositioning both of us, and then finally 
getting fucked. 

Erica got up, still naked with her hands cuffed behind 
her back. Semen dripped out of her pussy, and onto the 
couch. Chuck sat beside her holding the knife. 

"Erica, do you realized what this tape means? That you 
don't dare tell anyone about this?" 

Erica nodded. "Yeah." 

"And both Chuck and I are keeping copies." 

I undid the handcuffs, and tossed her her clothes. 

"Good night," I said. 

She dressed, and went upstairs in silence. 

The next day, I was very nervous as Chuck and I got out 
of bed (he slept on the same couch) and went upstairs 
for breakfast. Mom was there, and Erica, and Chuck and 
I. Erica really didn't say a word though during the 
meal, and I assumed she hadn't told. Chuck and I were 
in good spirits. 

Erica went to boarding school a few weeks later, but 
Chuck and I were able to use the blackmail tape several 
times before that. Usually, we'd just slip into her 
room at night and both fuck her, one after the other. 
Once when our parents were gone, we spent the day 
teaching her to suck cock. I don't think she ever 
really liked it, but she did it, just the same. 

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Feedback appreciated. If you like this story, read the 
rest in the series! Also, if you produce hard or soft 
porn movies, and you're interested in a script, let me 
know. I'd love to see some of these stories made into 
movies. (With legal age actors, of course!) 

Please send feedback to danm@netrail.net. I need your 
input to make my stories better! Tell me what you liked 
and didn't like. Thanks! 

--- Dan Morann, Master Sexual Strategist 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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