(Disclaimer, all characters in this story are 18 years old, or older)
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I woke the next morning before her. I slowly pulled the blankets down to her waist and drank in her beauty. It was like a balm to my soul. The contrast of her dark beauty with the snow white sheets, her breasts slightly flattened on her chest, her stomach and navel just to exquisite to describe. Then there's her face. I was lost in her face and her eyes were closed. I gently kissed her lips then carefully got out of bed and took care of my morning ablutions.
I went down stairs made some toast and coffee and went over my plans. I still had the money, drugs and guns. I still nursed a hatred that was blinding in its intensity. I was still going to kill all four of them. No-one else would ever know. Linda may suspect but she won't know. They had about two more months to live. Then I would wait for the opportunity to do it without getting caught. Going over in my mind how it would happen. Trying to make sure I didn't miss any important details. I planned on scrutinizing the entire plan every day until it was done.
I was so lost in my planning I didn't hear Linda come downstairs. All the sudden a naked goddess was standing in the kitchen doorway. Smiling in all her glory, hair still wet from her shower. Her eyes so dark that I felt like I was falling into them from across the room. Her beauty immediately banished all thoughts of my plans and I missed a breath as I beheld her.
"You are a goddess!"
"Why thank you my number one acolyte. I think you need to follow me and worship at my altar." Smiling she crooks her finger at me and leads me to the living room. Sitting on the edge of the couch leaning back so that her pussy and asshole are completely accessible, "Come and worship at my altar and receive the blessings of your goddess."
Without hesitation, I am kneeling between my sisters legs. I start off by saying, "Oh my goddess, Please bless your humble acolyte with the nectar of your body."
So saying I start gently kissing her thighs and pussy. Slowly parting her lips with my tongue. I am laving her entire slit from her asshole to her clit. As her excitement mounts, her breathing increases and her hands settle on my head urging me on, I add my fingers to the mix. Slowly sliding them along her slit. Following my tongue. teasingly circling her vagina and asshole without making any penetration. This went on for several minutes until her hips started pushing into my face while her hands started putting pressure on the back of my head. Easily I slid a finger into her pussy and ass at the same time. Her gasp and the shudder that went through her body signaled it was time and while I started her dual fingering I also latched on to her clit and sucked it and strummed it with my tongue.
It didn't take long. Her whole body shook with her orgasm. Her ass and pussy were rhythmically squeezing my fingers. Before she was done I raised up and as I removed my fingers I drove my dick into her pussy. She seemed to be propelled into another level of ecstasy. As her body shook and trembled I pushed myself to cum before she was done. I almost made it. As she was calming down I exploded in her cunt. Spasm after spasm, I jetted my sperm into her gorgeous body.
Keeping her impaled on my erection I rolled us onto the couch and keeping my weight off of her I lay there looking down into her beautiful face.
"What is going to become of us my goddess"
"Mayhaps we will start a new religion."
Smiling I kissed her. We kept kissing forever, before it was over we were making love again. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her heels digging into my ass urging me on. My dick was rubbing her clit and she was able to kiss me the entire time. I think the kissing must of caused oxygen deprivation cause when we came it was extremely intense.
Well the expected explosion was everything we thought it would be. Our argument about not wanting to ruin their vacation held water. Dad was furious. No matter what the reason we can't keep something like that from them.
He called the insurance and they totaled the car. Dad gave her the check and told her she could use it to buy her own car but she was on her own. I offered to help as it was mostly my responsibility as I was the eldest. That may have gotten a grudging respect from both Mom and Dad. It took about a week (that's an incredibly long time with our parents) before they quit yelling at us. Needless to say we were pretty much cut off from all forms of fun.
Finally, sitting out around the swimming pool. Mom and Linda were in the house.
"So tell me son. What really happened."
"What do you mean?"
"What really happened. I know you two better then you apparently know me."
"I'm not sure what you're saying Dad."
"If you keep treating me like an idiot it will really undermine my ability to help you."
"Dad, I still don't know what you're talking about."
"OK, I'll go first. Sit there and listen for a minute. If your sister had been in a car accident there would have been a police report. You would have called us regardless if you thought it would ruin our vacation. It would have been the right thing to do and you both would know that and not calling wouldn't even have been an option. We both know that nothing would have kept you from taking your sister to the hospital. I can still see the slight bruising. I can only imagine what it looked like at the time. You're both hiding something and it has to be big."
I've thought about it and can come up with only two options. Neither are good and you are going to need my help with either. First your sister was doing drugs and you couldn't call the police. I don't really believe that as I know both of you pretty well. But I could be wrong. Or and this is what I think, your sister was raped and she somehow convinced you to help her hide it. In which case you're planning revenge. Probably planning on killing them. I know this cause it's every fathers nightmare. I have had them since she blossomed into the beautiful woman she has become. If it did happen I fantasized about killing her rapist myself. You are just a younger version of me and you don't know enough to do it right."
"So tell me my first born. Are you gong to let me help you and your sister?"
I could not stand it, I was crying by the time he was done and I ended up being hugged by my Dad. I didn't even know that I was feeling any kind of pressure until my Dad took it from me.
Finally, I pushed away from him, "I have to get Linda. I can't break the promise I made to her"
"I sort of figured it was something like that. Don't worry about your Mom, she's smarter then I am. If she wants to come out she will."
"Dad, I am going to kill them. Do we want Mom and Linda to know?"
"You're Mom will know and you may have to hold her back. but no we won't mention it."
So with the entire family sitting out around the pool Dad pulled the entire story out of Linda. Why she wouldn't let me call the police. Mom made the comment that it was common response to being raped, not wanting anyone to know. The question that got Linda was knowing that she didn't turn them in what if they took that as an invitation to come back? and what if they raped someone else. He got the entire story. How she got sick and everyone left. How they came back in and took her. When she fought, they beat her and tied her to their bed and took turns raping her repeatedly. Then leaving her tied up and beaten when they left. By the time it was over Linda and Mom had both cried and held each other and quit.
"Mom, why don't you take Linda in and help her get washed up." my Dad said. Obviously this would allow Mom to get cleaned up also.
"I want to know what you've been planning"
So I told him a story. I left a lot out. I don't think he needed to know about robbing the gun store or getting the drugs. I told the story with me still needing to get some guns and drugs. I just hadn't figured it out yet.
"OK, tomorrow when I get back from work we are going to drive around and you can show me these locations. See if there's anything we need to change or add. and Mike you don't kill anyone, I do."
