Anything – For My Sister – chapter 2 / 3

Anything – Chapter 2 – Anything for my Sister

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Author’s note: If you want a plain old love story with only kindness and romance, this is NOT it.

If you like most or all of the following, please continue: Alcohol, Anal, Bondage/Spanking/BDSM, Mother-son and bro-sis incest, Non-consent/Blackmail, Orgy / group sex, Oral sex, Porn, Smoking. You have been warned.

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My phone rang in the middle of the night, and I groggily answered. “Hullo?”

“Is this Kurt Joelsen?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I’m police sergeant Bill Thomas. I’m sorry to give you some bad news. There was a car accident, and your sister Karen is on the way to the hospital.”

“How bad is it? What about my other sisters, Kim and Kelly?”

“Karen was the only one in the car, and I think her arms are broken. She’s lucky it wasn’t a lot worse. You should come talk to her at the hospital. The address is …”

At the hospital, Karen told Mom and I the twins were staying with great-aunt Hildy. I felt sorry for them. Hildy had been a high school principal for thirty years and wouldn’t take any crap from anybody. At least the two of them were safe.

Karen had broken both of her wrists, but the doctor said she should be fine once they healed in two months. When it was nearly time to go home, Karen bashfully explained her situation.

“With casts on both arms, I need somebody to take care of me. I can hold a fork or spoon and eat, but I’ll need help getting dressed, bathing, even going to the bathroom.”

Mom looked annoyed, like she didn’t want extra chores. I told Karen about the movie I found, where her and Mom had lesbian sex and let Grandpa have anal sex with them for money. Karen looked extremely embarrassed. I said, “If you’ll share our bed and never run away again, I’ll be happy to do whatever you need. Anything for my sister.”

When we got home, she wanted to smoke, but couldn’t work the lighter with her casts.

“I’ll help you smoke, if you do it sitting in my lap?”

“Well … okay.”

She sat on me, encouraging a growth in my shorts. I lit her cigarette and watched her suck on it while I fondled her breasts. Mom’s were larger, but Karen’s were still very nice. I had a raging hard-on by the time she put the cigarette out. When she stood up, I slid my pants and boxers down, saying; “Have another one.” I slid her panties to the side and guided her pussy onto my stiff rod. Mom was walking past and froze, staring at us.

“Come sit with us, Mom. Give her a light, and watch your babies fuck each other.”

I held Karen’s hips, helping her bounce up and down, as Mom sat next to us and smoked too. Watching them suck their cigarettes, the wet warm pressure on my cock, and seeing Mom’s tremendous cleavage got me off before they finished smoking. I had Karen sit beside me and pulled my shorts and pants up. Karen started masturbating with just the tip of one finger, trying to finish herself, as I noticed Mom was crying a little. “Help her finish, Mom.”

Mom reluctantly played with Karen’s clit, making her cum. I saw the speed of Mom’s tears increase, and she began to sob.

I asked; “What’s wrong, Mom?”

“I did this! You two are 26 and 27! You should have a husband and wife, and kids of your own, by now! I made you into this! I’m so sorry!”

I said, “But we’re happy, Mom. At least I’m very happy.”

“You two doing incest is disgusting and creepy!”

“And fucking your son five times a day for years isn’t?”

“That’s different! You blackmailed me! I didn’t have a choice!”

“Karen doesn’t have a choice either. It’s exactly the same. Since neither of you has a choice, I think I’m going to buttfuck both of you while you get each other off with your mouths.” I grinned from ear to ear.

Mom angrily said, “I need a drink!” She stormed out and went to my late father’s study, where he had kept his collection of fine whiskeys. We let Mom sulk, listening to sad country songs, and getting wasted on some expensive Burbon. Only an hour later, I saw her sleeping on the loveseat in the study. I hated sad music and turned it off.

I helped Karen with her needs all day, including five more cigarettes and a couple of fun moments on the toilet. I loved to watch her pee. At bedtime, I undressed Karen and laid next to her on the bed nude. “Sis, Mom does anything I want, because of the video you two made with Grandpa. We’re going to watch them all, so I can see the rest of what YOU did.”

“But Kurt, I’ll do what you want already! Please don’t make me watch them! I need help with everything! It’s not like I can dress myself and run away in the middle of the night!”

I started to put a DVD in the player, “Karen’s Kunt Kissers”.

She cried as she said, “I’ll do whatever you want, anything, just don’t make me watch! Please?”

“What’s on it?”

“When … when I turned 19, Mom got a bunch of money for making me screw some of Grandpa’s friends. It’s horrible! Please?”

“It’s ok, sis, it’s ok.” I wiped her eyes with tissues and hugged her.

When she calmed down she continued. “While I was away this time, I married a jerk, Tim. He would hardly ever pay for anything. If I complained, he slapped or hit me! I was working two jobs and it was barely enough. I couldn’t even afford a babysitter, so I had to get Hildy to watch the girls last night. I was going to celebrate my divorce being final, then do another movie.”

Tears came to her eyes again. “I really wish I had a guy I could trust to be nice to me, and really take care of me! I’ve always wanted that, but never found a decent guy.”

She paused a long time, and I saw she was considering if she should ask me something or not.

“You’re safe now, sis. What’s on your mind?”

“It’s wrong, but I don’t care! My last name is ‘Carter’ now, instead of ‘Joelsen’. If we go to another state, we can probably get married. Then I can be sure you’ll stay with me and support me. You’re the only one who’s ever been good to me for long. If I do whatever sex you want, will you love me forever, and marry me?”

I had a huge smile, as I said; “Of course, I’ll marry you! Anything for my sister!”

She smiled. “I can’t wait to see the look on Mom’s face when we tell her!”

We laughed a lot, and I gave her a wet kiss and a hug.

“Kurt, could you have Mom do something tonight?