That’s what I was planning to do, anyway, but I heard noises coming from her bedroom. We wrestled for a moment, but I made short order of her little tantrum. Sex Heather looked up at me, and for a second I thought she would start crying again. My sister was so fucking sexy…I wished that I could just storm into her room and fuck her. Suddenly she was thrashing, kicking, biting, stomping, screaming, desperately trying anything she could to escape. I held her in place for a while, grinding against her ass and rubbing her pussy through her jeans, reveling in her total helplessness. My rape doll. This went on for several minutes: I throat-fucked her, she gagged, and once in a while I let her breathe. Just like that, my sister was topless before me. I put my hand on the back of her head and guided her. Suddenly she was thrashing, kicking, biting, stomping, screaming, desperately trying anything she could to escape. She glared at me. As I pissed, I considered my cover story for when Heather inevitably tattled on me. Understand?”
She stared up at me silently. She probably wouldn’t tell our parents, and even if she did, it’s not like they would believe her.
