Welcome!
This is going to be one of the new series I'm working on! Originally this was just going to be a one-shot but as I started thinking and writing more, I wanted to expand. It won't run super long, maybe three chapters. I'm going to let this go wherever I please and might even let it go off the rails. It's always nice to have a fun project to keep you grounded.
As for my normal house cleaning, the story tags should cover everything in the story. I don't like surprises while reading and I'm sure you don't either. So I try to keep tags as accurate as possible.
I wanted to apologize for the length of time between posts. Sometimes I get a ton of energy to write and can knock things out quickly. Other times I'm just stuck being unable to write. So I am very sorry for my slow releases.
I hope you all enjoy the story!
All characters in this story are 18 years or older
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1. My Sister the Witch
I didn't always know that Carmen was a witch. My twenty two year old sister doesn't really fit what you think of when you hear "witch". Top of her class and an award winning cheerleader are far cries from a hag living in the forest.
There has always been this aura that follows her though. Sitting across from her at the dinner table you can feel something that makes you tingle a bit. Like little sparks are hitting you. It's not constant but you catch a feeling of it on occasion.
Carmen is noticeably attractive and I had to hear about that for years. She stands at a medium height with an athletic build. Her breasts are probably a B cup and very perky. Her well trimmed body is highlighted by her gorgeous ass. It demands your attention with its size and perfect shape.
Her look is topped off with shoulder length black hair and soft tanned skin. She screams sorority girl except for one noticeable feature. Carmen is heterochromatic, meaning she has two different colored eyes. One is a light brown, the other a piercing blue. Looking at the blue one almost draws you in.
I've had a lot of time to look at that powerful eye while I do a gap year (or two) before college. At nineteen, surprisingly, I don't really know what to do with my life so I decided to take some time and find myself and where I want to fit in.
Thus far finding myself and where I fit in has involved hours of jerking off and becoming more of a nasty pervert. In the gaps between jerking off sessions I play hours of video games and self loath. So really it's just an extension of my high school years.
Having so much time around the house has really turned up my pervert gauge. I've discovered and downloaded mountains of porn. In that journey through the depraved I've started reading a lot of sex stories. After hours of research I've found that I have a bit of an incest fetish. A hot sister doesn't help with that but having an even hotter mom really cements the fetish.
My mom Alice has always been the object of many men's affection. She works out three or four times a week and tans about the same amount. Her athletic build is complemented by her amazing tits. They are probably a C cup and have near perfect shape. Her breasts stand proud, especially in a bikini. Her ass really ties the whole show together, with perfect shape and size.
Mom has always been sweet but knows when to put her foot down. She radiates confidence when she walks into a room. It always surprised me that she just got a normal office job. If she went into sales she could be a millionaire. What surprises me even more is her choice on who she married.
There is no real way to describe my dad other than an asshole. He's not abusive by any stretch of the imagination. He's always just been kind of a dick. Never taking much interest in things around the house. Just offering criticisms where he can with a hint of passive aggressiveness. He used to be a star water polo player but has let office work take over his body. Leaving him with a beer belly and a double chin.
Overall though we are a happy family that is about to get thrown for a loop by one magical Sister and a pervert son.
2. Sparks from her fingers
The sun is hot today and the sky is clear. Perfect day to sit out by the pool and tan. Not an activity I'd normally participate in but Carmen has joined me. So realistically I can't pass up the opportunity to gawk at her tight body. She lays next to me in a small little blue bikini. It was hard not to look when she walked out and I realized it was a thong bottom.
"You know everyone knows you're a pervert, Mike." Carmen says. I'm startled by her sudden outburst. We have been out here for twenty minutes and she hasn't said a word.
"Honestly Carmen? I'm not going to fall for it today. Not letting you poke me into an argument. I only have good energy today." I say. Carmen lets out a single laugh.
"It's true though. Everyone knows you're a massive pervert." She says. I know she's trying to mess with me. When she's bored she likes to start shit. It sucks that she is so good at it.
"That's not true. I'm not a massive pervert. Again, I'm not going to let you get a rise out of me." I say. A wicked smile slowly makes its way over Carmen's face. She's wearing sunglasses but I know her eyes are lighting up.
"Oh really? That's not true? So why do you think I'm bringing it up?" Carmen says. She hasn't even bothered to turn and look at me this whole time. Her statement makes my heart beat a little fast. Carmen rarely keeps pushing unless she has something to push with.
"I think you are just trying to push my buttons because you're bored. That's a pretty good reason to bring it up." I say, trying to sound as confident as possible. The overwhelming feeling that I'm failing doesn't go unnoticed.
"Do you really think I would bring something so specific up if I didn't have any proof?" Carmen says. This whole time she hasn't even bothered to look at me. She has just been looking at the pool.
She was right though, that wouldn't be Carmen's normal play. She likes to push my buttons but rarely would she assert something without some grain of truth. My heart starts to pump a bit faster and I don't know what to say.
"Uhhh well...I think you're just messing with me. You're going to try and get me to admit something and then tell me something else. Like that I watch porn too loud or some shit" I say. The longer I talk the less and less confident I feel.
"Oh really? Well dumbass I don't need to try anything. Maybe you need to try and hide my panties better if you're going to use them to jerk off with. Idiot." She says. I feel my face turn bright red. Words fail me and I just start to stammer.
I remember a few nights ago sneaking one of her thongs into my room so I could rub one out. My parents came home early so I ended up just throwing it on the laundry basket in the bathroom after finishing quickly. Carmen must have found it later.
Time seems to pass slowly as I wait for Carmen to say more. I brace for the worst. Am I going to jail? Is she going to tell mom or dad? I could get kicked out and develop a spray paint huffing habit. The possibilities are endless in this moment of silence. It's broken as Carmen starts to laugh.
"Hahahaha you fucking pervert. I can't believe you would make such a rookie mistake. It took me so long to figure out what kind of nasty shit you've been doing and you mess up that easily?" Carmen says. She quickly goes back to laughing at me.
"It was a mistake alright! I was horny and wanted to get off with something nice on my dick. It was the first thing I noticed." I say. Making a small and sad effort to defend myself.
"Oh and it just so happened to be your sister's thong?" Carmen says. She turns and looks at me. Her big sunglasses obscure those mismatched eyes.
"Yeah, it just so happened to be my sister's thong." I say. The sounds of defeat in my voice would be noticeable even to the deaf.
"Are you going to tell mom and dad?" I say. Carmen immediately starts to laugh again. Her tits shake in her small bikini top. Even with the nervousness I start to get hard. Carmen's body is extremely tight. Every little part of her has been toned to perfection.
"Hell no! It's not like I'm not a pervert myself. I'm just so surprised you got caught so easily. You've been sneakier than that over the years." She says. I'm confused by her reply. Has she caught me before and just not said anything?
"What are you talking about?" I say. A wicked smile creeps over Carmen's face. She reaches out to grab my arm. As her hand gets close it feels like sparks are hitting my arm. Little bolts of electricity hitting me with little pings. It doesn't hurt but does startle me a bit.
As she touches my arm a cold sensation radiates out from her hand. Carmen lowers her glasses and I see that bright blue eye. As our eyes meet I'm locked onto it. Staring deeply into my sister's bright blue eye I start to feel relaxed.
The relaxed feeling is like a trance. Soon visions start to play in my head. Visions of past events that as far as I'm aware only I witnessed.
"You remember when you tried to look for mom's nudes?" Carmen says. Every word she says echoes through my head. Every movement of her lips soothes me. It's a feeling I've never felt before. Like I'm slowly falling into the world's softest bed. Another flash and the vision changes.
"Remember when you spied on mom and dad having sex? Using my panties to jerk off." Her words flow so beautifully through my head.
The visions feel so vivid. Like I'm really back in that moment. I can even feel the cold air conditioning hit me. The smells are all the same. This is the most surreal feeling I've ever had. I almost don't want it to stop. Sadly my vision starts to blur. It doesn't take long for things to go completely dark.
"Luckily for you though, I'm a bit of a pervert myself." Carmen's words wrap themselves around my ear drums. As the last word glides its way through my brain. I fall into a deep and restful sleep.
I wake up a few hours later. It's completely dark and noticeably cooler. Turning over I'm struck by an immense amount of pain. The whole front half of my body is burnt. I look like a perfectly cooked lobster.
Slowly I get up, while my skin screams at me with every moment. Carmen is long gone, not even a hint that she tried to put sunscreen on me in the hours I've been out here.
