Revenge 2. Sister Julie

Revenge—Part 2.

My sister Julie got married to Russ and both of them made fun of me called me a queer. Russ, like so many of the other men in town , worked in the coal mine.

They took a honeymoon to Myrtle Beach, then came back home. I was seething with anger when Russ told me he had banged my sister with a big hard dick and that I would never know what it was like to fuck a woman. Julie just giggled.

That evening I looked at my journal and saw that two days from now would be a good time to fuck Julie. I debated whether I could fuck my sister, but the anger I felt toward her and Russ overcame any guilt I might have had over incestual feelings.

Two days later I went to the creek again to fish before dawn. I saw Russ leave for work and then I sneaked into his house. I waited an hour or so, hidden in the living room, then saw Julie leave the bedroom, naked, and go into the bathroom. I quietly moved over to the bathroom door, which she had not closed, and saw her brushing her teeth. She then used the toilet before getting into the shower. I removed all of my clothing so that I too was naked. I watched Julie get out of the shower and begin to towel dry. As she wrapped the towel around her head I quickly moved into the bathroom and placed a blindfold on her and placed a knife on her neck. I did not want a repeat of Alisha’s rape.

Julie whispered “please do not hurt me“. She could feel my six inch cock pressing against her ass as I guided her back into the bedroom. Again she said “please do not do this, I have just been married a short time”. I forced her on the bed and for emphasis ran the blade of the knife over her chest. Again, she pleaded for me to not hurt her and began to softly sob.

I began to kiss her, but she refused to respond, then I moved to her tits. The excitement had caused the nipples to harden and stick out and I began to suck on one, then the other and I rubbed her mons with my right hand, still keeping the knife in my other hand, making sure she knew it was in my hand.

My cock was rock hard and was now pressed against my sister’s thigh. She was holding her legs tightly together to prevent my invasion of her pussy tunnel. I knew just the trick to open that tunnel though. I left her tits and began to drag my tongue over her belly and then down to her belly button.