PRELUDE TO INCEST
By V.P. Viddler
"You always had a thing for me, didn't you, Sam? You always wondered just what
it would be like to fuck your little sister, didn't you?"
"Not so little now, Jill."
"No. Not so little now. Thirty-two, actually. But still not bad looking, am I,
Sam?"
"Damn good. And you know it."
"Thank you. Not bad at all, I think. And you always liked this body, right, Sam?
From when we were kids. You always wanted it. Didn't you?"
"Jill, you know I did. And you know I still do. So what?"
"But that would be incest, wouldn't it, Sam?"
"It sure would. And I wouldn't give a shit."
"What a vulgarian you are, Sam."
"Sit down, Jill. Why are you flaunting that body at me? Okay, it's sexy, it's
gorgeous, it's damn mouth-watering."
"Not too skinny, Sam?"
"Not for me. You're slim all right, but I like that. It's sexy, particularly
with those good high round bouncy breasts pushing that blouse out. And your
legs. I love your legs. So damn long. And curvy, my god! And fabulous. Thighs
that drive a guy crazy, soft and full and--and calves, shapely, flexible,
molded, intricate--And your hips. God."
"Are you hard, Sam? Is your cock all stiff? Do you want to put it inside me? Do
you want to fuck my naked body? And feel my legs around your waist? And squeeze
my breasts and kiss me and have my tongue in your mouth? Do you want to make me
pant and gasp and moan? And squirm and twist and kick? Do you want to hear me
scream in orgasm, Sam? How many times have you thought about that?"
"A hell of a lot, Jill. All of that. And that's not all."
"What else do you think about, Sam? About my mouth?"
"Yes. That's right. About your fine sensuous mouth. About you wrapping those
soft full lips around my cock and sucking on it like a lollipop. About your
tongue licking it, slowly, all over. For hours. About your fine dark hair
moving, brushing my crotch as your head bobs, slowly, up and down, up and down,
until I can't stand it any more and I shoot my gism down your throat--"
"And I swallow it, don't I, Sam? In your imagination. I swallow it all down, and
suck for more. Is tht right?"
"Yes."
"And what else? Do you think about hurting me, Sam? Hurting me and making me
suffer for all those years of frustration? Do you think about making me scream
with pain as well as pleasure?"
"Sometimes I do, Jill."
"Do you want to do it, Sam? Do you want me to strip for you? Do you want to
watch me as I take off my clothes, look at me naked, and then take me? Do you
think it's time now? I will, Sam. If you say so. All you have to do is say it.
I'll strip for you. I'll give you my body. I'll wrap my legs around you and fuck
for you. And I'll give you my mouth. As long as you want. And my lips and tongue
and throat. And if you want to hurt me, Sam--if you want to make me scream for
you--I won't stop you. You can do anything to me. I'll crawl for you, Sam. I'll
crawl on my hands and knees. I'm yours. And Sam, if you get tired of me, if you
want something more, you can give me to your friends. If you want it I'll do it
all for them too. For anybody you want. Say the word, Sam. This body is yours.
This woman is your slave. Incest, Sam. I am your sister. Shall I strip, Sam?"
"Did you fuck Father?"
"Did I? Make me tell you, Sam."
"I will."...
