A guy orchestrates a break-in to fuck his mom and sister

Rheta had stopped crying as soon as she felt my foot on her leg. But as I told her that I loved her, a fresh batch of tears started to slowly trickle down her face, though I knew that these were happy tears at hearing my words. “I love you too, Henry.”

“Well, I’m so sorry Mr. Henry and Ms. Bitch,” our captor said. “But how’s about I make it up to you? What if I allowed you two to make this night as special as you had planned?” I could hear the smile in his falsely apologetic tone. “Would you behave for the rest of our time together if we did?”


Before Rheta could inadvertently mess this up, I asked, “What do you mean? We can’t have anything happen being tied to these chairs; plus, your presence kinda puts a dampener on the whole mood.”

“I’ve never known a teenager to turn down sex before, have you?” he asked his cohort. The other thug just shook his head. “Come now, Henry,” he said as he placed his free hand on my shoulder and forcing me to look at my sister. “You and your sweetheart just said you love each other. Your first kiss a few minutes ago was quite steamy and I’m sure that it would have ended up with you two naked if your mom wasn’t such a realist and brought you back to reality. Are you telling me that, if I were to untie the two of you, you wouldn’t want to jump her bones?”

Looking to Rheta, I could see that she was just as intrigued by this question as our captor appeared to be. I could see the love and lust she had for me in her eyes. The words she was silently communicating to me made me want to break my bonds and do exactly what he said. But the cold steel of the gun at my back held me in place. I didn’t deign to answer his question.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulously. “That girl is smokin’ hot in that outfit, loves you after less than half a date, has been ‘flirting’-although, let’s be real here, it’s probably been more like teasing-you since the summer, and you’re just going to sit there and not say that you would fuck her? Hats off to you for your stoicism kid, but I’m calling bullshit. I’m willing to bet that since that was your first kiss with each other, the two of you are virgins; and with teenaged hormones the way they are, I’d say that the two of you are just dying to feel each other’s skin against your own.” He looked at me with what I guessed to be a leering smile, based on his tone and words. Nodding to Rhe, he continued, “Look into her eyes, kid. Even I can see the lust in them; she wants you so bad, I’d bet it’s killing her to sit still and quiet and not beg you to take her.”

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