Author's Note:
At its heart, this is a college harem series, but as it contains incest, it must be categorized accordingly.
This is the fourth chapter in the
Late Night Truth or Dare
Series, and a direct continuation of
Late Night Truth or Dare Ch 3 - The Morning After.
I do not recommend reading this as a stand-alone story as it will be missing much of the context and character development from the prior installments.
This version has been revised from the original to correct mistakes and reformat for better reading online. Additionally, the title has been changed to eliminate confusion about the order of the stories.
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Late Night Truth or Dare - Deep Throat Training
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"Are you wanting to get pregnant?" Bobby spoke to his sister Sarah as she snuggled against his bare chest with one leg draped over his midsection.
He could feel her pubic hair pressed against his hip. It was a turn-on, but he couldn't escape that, between siblings, these acts were unmentionable.
He struggled to process what they'd done over the last twenty-four hours. Even after the complete satisfaction that Sarah had provided him, he was still physically aroused and could feel she was as well.
Physically he was fulfilled, but mentally he was in chaos. He couldn't foresee a path onward, seeing only impediments pledging to derail their recently consummated relationship.
Recently awoken from a post-coital nap, the siblings were in the middle of the conversation that should've occurred before they slept together in the first place.
Not that Bobby had known it was his sister when she climbed on top of him the previous night. Not that Sarah had thought her fantasy would come true. Not that any of this would have happened if they'd conversed about it first.
"I'm way past ovulation. There's no way I can get pregnant right now," Sarah responded as she slid her fingers through her brother's sparse chest hair. "Plus, I didn't want a condom to ruin the fun."
"Are you sure? Because it's one thing if Dee gets pregnant, but you're my sister. We shouldn't even be fucking, much less risking pregnancy. How would we explain any of this to Mom and Dad? Or a doctor?"
"Relax, they'll never find out. We'll just fool around when they're at work. It's not that big of a deal."
"Sarah, you're my sister. This is a big deal. No one can find out. You and your friends need to understand that. If you get pregnant, we are fucked."
"All right! I'll go on birth control, but you need to chill out and enjoy this while it lasts. I want to make the most of our time together."
Sarah shifted her body as she kissed her way up her brother's chest, nipping at his neck before he turned his mouth to meet hers. Their lips interlocked as he pulled her on top of him. His cock squeezed between their stomachs, and Sarah started to grind against him.
Then the front door slammed.
"Anyone home?" their dad yelled into the seemingly empty house.
Shit! The siblings whispered to each other as they scrambled out of bed.
They were both naked, and Sarah's clothes were nowhere to be found. She'd been wearing only a t-shirt, which had been discarded in the living room several hours prior. At least no panties were lying around.
Sarah ran to the door, peaking out to confirm her parents were still downstairs before she tiptoed down the hallway to her bedroom.
The sibling's conversation would have to wait.
"Hey, Dad. I'll be right down. I was just about to jump in the shower," Sarah yelled over her shoulder before ducking into her room.
"Me too," Bobby yelled, not knowing what else to say.
Both siblings were acutely aware they smelled of sex and hoped the rest of the house had aired out. Even their out-of-touch conservative parents would be able to recognize such a scent, and neither wanted to answer the questions that would follow. Even if their parents wouldn't suspect they'd slept together.
For Sarah, it would be bad enough to have her parents think she'd lost her virginity. They were expecting her to wait until marriage, even if everyone involved knew it was uncommon these days.
Bobby didn't want his parents to think he'd brought back some skank from the bars. For him, they looked the other way about premarital sex, as boys would be boys. For it to happen under their roof, especially when Sarah was home, would be too far, even for their only son.
"I'm glad to see you two getting along," Bobby's mother said as he appeared in the kitchen freshly showered. "Is the pool a good temperature?"
"The pool?" Bobby was confused. "Oh right," Bobby continued, realizing his mom thought he and his sister had been swimming.
The mess Sarah's friends had left added to that appearance.
"The temp is perfect."
"How's Aunt Maggie and . . . what's her baby's name?" Sarah asked as she joined the rest of her family in the kitchen.
*****
Bobby was awakened by the garage door. His room was above the garage, and while its location gave him more privacy, it came with some disadvantages.
Compared to the other bedrooms, it was colder during winter and hotter in the summer. Most annoying, however, was waking every time his parents left for work, usually around seven in the morning.
He'd hated it in high school, but now that he was forced home before his senior year in college, it was even more irksome. It constantly reminded him of the freedom he was missing back in college.
By the time Sarah made her way to the kitchen, searching for a quick and easy breakfast, Bobby had already run over the words in his head at least fifty times.
He knew they had to talk about what happened between them, and he'd decided he needed to put an end to it. He just didn't want to.
He enjoyed fucking his sister more than he could've imagined. Well, that was easy as he'd never envisioned having sex with her until she climbed on top of him two nights prior.
Her friends had been running a train on him, or whatever it's called when girls fuck a guy one after another, and she'd been the caboose. The last to fuck him and the collector of his cum.
He was able to forgive himself for that indiscretion. It hadn't been his fault even if he had decided to cum inside Sarah after he discovered it was her he was screwing. It was forgivable as he'd been too worked up, drunk, and weak to resist the urge. He knew he should've pulled out, but he couldn't take it back now.
The actions of the next day were pure recklessness and completely indefensible. Sure, he'd been horny. What warm-blooded man wouldn't when surrounded by five attractive and very naked eighteen-year-olds?
But he could've fucked any of those girls. Hell, probably all of them. Still, he chose his sister to take to bed at the end of it all. He knew it was wrong when he did, but something about his sister mesmerized him. The look in her eyes made it impossible for him to say no.
"Hey bro," Sarah said from behind Bobby.
Turning, he found his skinny sister standing naked as the day she was born.
"You need to put some clothes on," Bobby stumbled out a response. "We really need to talk."
"I don't like that idea," Sarah teased, her hips swaying persuasively as she approached Bobby. She placed a hand on his chest as she drew closer. "I think you're overdressed."
Sarah lowered her hand to Bobby's belt, starting to unbuckle it.
"No," Bobby asserted, pushing Sarah away, both hands on her shoulders as he held her at arm's length. "We shouldn't be doing this. It is immoral."
"You didn't seem to think so when you came inside me yesterday. Or the night before," Sarah glared.
"That's not the point. We can't keep doing this. Someone's going to find out," Bobby started to raise his voice. "You need to get dressed, and then we need to get you the morning after pill. We can't risk you getting pregnant. No matter what you say about your cycle. I don't trust it."
"Fine. Chill out. It's not like we were going to run off and raise a family together," Sarah said with anger as she turned, returning to her room.
Bobby sighed with relief as he watched his sister walk away. She was finally coming to see things his way. He hadn't felt guilt in the heat of the moment, but after his parents almost caught them, he'd had a change of heart. He knew their relationship was wrong and had to end, even if those thoughts evaporated when Sarah was in his arms.
As she receded to her room, Bobby could make out a hint of her labia between her legs. This brought back memories of how she tasted and how tight she felt around his cock. His member stirred as she disappeared around the corner. He knew they couldn't have sex again, but that didn't mean he didn't want to.
Sarah returned wearing a short skirt and a tight crop top. Her long and toned legs grabbed Bobby's attention first. Then her bare torso and cute belly button amid her mildly defined abs, then finally her erect nipples, which protruded through the thin fabric of her top.
Bobby thought she looked sexier than when she'd been naked. He contemplated telling her to change, to avoid further temptation, but decided against further confrontation.
"Let's go," Sarah demanded, "there's no use letting this non-existent love child bake any longer."
*****
Bobby's phone chimed, displaying a text from Candice.
Candice:
Hey, what are you doing this afternoon?
Bobby:
Nothing. Why?
Candice:
Meet me at Bella's.
Bobby:
