Say what you like about me, I know for a fact that I am an asshole. Not that I give a fuck, of course, but even I know it. My name's Johnny and I'm 26 years old. My parents both died a couple of years back, so since then it's just been me and my little sister Kate. She's 19. Anyway, when I was in college, I was bottom of the class in History, and having to stay behind for extra tutorial was no chore for me, as my history lecturer was one of the sexiest people I had ever met. Just the sight of her bending over a desk in a tight skirt and high heels was enough to give me a semi... Miss Caroline Whittard. With her gorgeous red wavy hair, her perfect round ass and her deep brown eyes, she was the first woman I ever had sex with. To be completely honest, it wasn't exactly voluntary on her part. I raped her. I've always been a big guy, even when I was nineteen years of age, and after she refused my advances, I took her in the car park, from behind, until she was bleeding. It turned me on so much I couldn't wait to try it out with someone else. Over the years I've had plenty of "loves" and "girlfriends", but my greatest triumph was my baby sister. This is what happened.
I was alone in my flat, just having a couple of beers and watching some film I'd already seen twice simply for the fact that I knew it had lots of nudity in it. I was planning on jerking off over it before going to bed, when suddenly, there's a knock at the door. When I answered it, Kate was standing there, absolutely reeking of vodka.
"Can I stay at your place?" she goes "it's closer than mine and I can't be bothered to stagger round there. Please Johnny? Pleeeeeease?"
"Only if it's you." I replied "If you want to bring some lay in here then you can forget it."
"No, it's only me."
"Then come in." She stepped over the threshold and peeled off her jacket, slinging it on the sofa. I could quite clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and the sight began to arouse me a little. It was like there was a battle in my head. One part of my brain was saying "Fuck me she's hot. Fuck her! Do it hard, fast, up the ass!" whereas the other part was going "Dude, she's your sister! Even you aren't THAT fucked up!" I agonized for a few minutes before she suddenly asked me where she was going to sleep. Without even thinking about it, I said "With me."
"But," said Kate "That's... wrong. We're brother and sister; we're not supposed to sleep together..." She was so trashed she wasn't even sure of what she was saying. I wasn't listening to her anyway. My eyes were traveling slowly across her body, taking in her small, pert breasts, her wide hips and slender legs, and her tight round ass.
"You don't get a choice," I told her "I want you now and there's nothing you can do about it." I started undoing her blouse and gently fondling her breasts.
"No, Johnny, stop it... what the hell are you doing, NO! Seriously stop it! I don't like this... this is wrong..." I seized her right breast hard in my hand -- despite all her protestations, her nipple was growing hard underneath my hand -- and growled
