My New Life

This is a fictional story. The characters are all 18 years or older.

This story includes elements of femdom, incest, and non-consent. Don't read if you are not into these things.

I would love some feedback on this. I'm still getting into writing and only want to improve. If people like this one I will begin working on a much longer Chapter 2.

Enjoy!

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It was a hot day. My mom was driving my sister and I home from college. She insisted we stay with her for the summer instead of renting an apartment.

"You guys need to start saving money," she said.

Neither my sister nor I could tell her no. Not so soon after our father passed away. She was lonely and needed some company.

The air conditioner in mom's car was broken, and we had 7 hours of driving left. Having the windows down did very little to relieve the heat. My sister managed to fall asleep in the back seat. Mom insisted I try and get some rest, but I told her it was too hot to sleep.

That was the easy thing to say. The real reason I couldn't sleep was my nerves. I had been lying to my mom ever since dad died. The truth... I flunked out of school and lost my scholarship. Now I had to break my mom's heart all over again.

It was easy to keep the lie going when I was across the country. Now that I was coming home, I had to tell the truth.

We did not talk for the first few hours of the drive. I was content just listened to music and staring out the window, doing my best to avoid eye contact.

Mom eventually broke the cycle. She turned off the radio. "So how was this past semester?"

I didn't know what to say. I felt a pit in my stomach and my heart started pounding. I wanted to speak couldn't catch a breath.

"Honey, is everything ok?" She asked as she pulled off the road. "Deep breaths sweety."

I focused on slowly breathing in and out. After a few seconds I regained my composure.

"Mom, I have something to tell you."

"What is it sweety?" she replied.

"I flunked out and lost my scholarship." I said nervously.

She rested her head against the steering wheel. I could see she was trying to hold back tears, though a few still managed to roll down her cheek.

After a few minutes, the silence was broken by my sister.

"First dad now you.... The men in this family are real winners."

"Fuck you, Sarah." I said, as I spun around in my seat.

When I turned back to my mom, I felt a warm sting across my face.

"Don't you ever speak to her like that again." She said, after slapping me across the face.

Her eyes were full of tears. They were not sad tears. She was not sad. She was furious. She never looked at me like that before. She was disgusted with me.

"Mom, she started it." I pleaded with her.

"She is right. After all I have done for you. All I have sacrificed.... You are no good. Just like your father." she said

"Your dad drank himself to death. That was the easy way out. I won't allow you the same privilege. You will pull your weight."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was like she didn't even see me as a son anymore. I wanted to plead my case, but I was in shock. Not that it would have mattered. I clearly crossed a line for her. I looked back at my sister to see her reaction and she had a grin on her face. She was loving this.

"Can I sit in the front seat mom? All this luggage makes it super crowded back here." my sister asked.

"Billy. Trade places with your sister." my mom demanded.

"She's half my size. All of those bags are hers anyways." I explained.

"NOW." she yelled.

We both got out of the car. As we passed each other my sister whispered to me.

"Loser."

I ignored it in fear of further scolding from my mom. I squeezed into the back seat and remained quiet for the next few hours.

It had gotten dark, and my sister was squirming in her seat.

"Can we stop somewhere? I need to pee?" she asked.

"The next exit isn't for 50 miles" mom replied.

Sarah continued to squirm.

"I can't wait that long; it's going to come out."

Mom started to slow down

"I will pull over so you can pee on the side of the road."

"NO. its dark and there are probably wild animals out there." my sister complained.

I noticed my mom staring at me through the rear-view mirror as she pulled over.

"Mom. I can't hold it much longer" my sister pleaded.

"There is only one other option sweety." she said, as she glanced towards me.

"Wait what. Are you crazy?" I raised my voice.

"Your sister needs to go. You can be useful for a change, or you can get out and walk. But you won't be returning to my home."

I didn't know what to say. I had nowhere else to go. My last shred of hope was that my sister would refuse.

"It's fine sweety. He needs to make himself useful to this family in some way." My mother reassured her.

"Fuck it. Make some room back there loser." my sister said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"On the floor Billy. Sarah. Take a seat." my mom directed.

I crammed myself into the floor as my sister climbed over me and took my seat. Her legs were spread, and I was stuck in the small floor space between them. She was wearing a black skirt and white cotton panties. I had no choice but to stare up her skirt as she pulled her panties to the side. Her vagina was covered in stubble. It had probably been about a week since she last shaved.

I looked up at my sister one last time hoping she would come to her senses. I was horrified when I saw the look on her face. She was biting her lip as she stared into my eyes. I was nothing more than an object to be used by her.

She scooted towards the edge of the seat bringing her pussy inches from my face. With two fingers, she spread her lips revealing her vaginal canal. There were drops of liquid dripping from her. I couldn't tell if this was pee or if she was turned on by this. As I placed my mouth around her urethra. I tasted her sex. She was enjoying degrading me.

I heard my mother's voice from behind me.

"You better not spill a drop, or you will be cleaning it up later Billy."

My sister grabbed the back of my head, tightening her grip and leaving me no chance to retreat.

"Here it comes. Open up loser." She giggled

Almost instantly, she began to flow. The bitter liquid started filling my mouth. I started to gag.

"Swallow." I heard my mom from behind me.

With no other options, I began gulping as fast as I could. I looked up at Sarah, hoping she would see me struggling and slow down. She seemed to be enjoying my torment.

"Drink up." she said as her stream increased.

I drank as fast as I could. Still her urine began to overflow. Covering myself and the car in piss. I continued drinking hoping to minimize the mess. After what felt like forever, the stream finally turned into a trickle then stopped.

I looked up at my sister. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Good boy, but I still need to be cleaned." she said

I looked back at my mom.

"You heard her." she said

As I turned back around my sister was already shoving herself into my face.

"Tongue out." she said in a demanding tone.

I obeyed and stuck out my tongue. She began rubbing herself up and down. I tasted her bitter piss mixed with her sweaty musk.

"Lick my pussy Billy. Get me nice and clean." she said, while slightly moaning. "Some dripped down here too." she said as she lifted her hips revealing her tight brown asshole.

This was where I decided to draw a line.

"NO. I'm not doing it." I said,

"MOMMY." Sarah whined,

Then I felt my mother's hand push my head between my sister's ass cheeks.

"Clean her up or get out." She insisted,

Having no choice, I swallowed my pride and began to lick. Her ass was lathered in sweat. The taste was not pleasant.

Once all of the piss was gone, I pulled myself away.

"Ok. can we get going now?" I asked my mom.

She looked at her watch.

"It is getting late. Wanna come back up-front Sarah?" mom asked.

"I'm going to ride back here with Billy." Sarah replied.

My mom glance backwards.

"Billy you will do as your told. I don't want to hear you complaining anymore. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am" I replied submissively.

As we drove away, Sarah started rubbing herself.

"Tongue out loser." She said with a bratty look on her face.