No Mercy 02

No Mercy 02

Thanks Kenji Sato for editing.

Even though my big sister's little information shocked me it created a strange excitement within me. It was the first time in my life that I had impregnated a woman and it was my own sister. While I was calling her to come to me I had no idea what to do. I did some research but I could not get any clear information. Then I reached out to a client of mine who was a doctor whom I helped with some loan transactions. I explained the situation by by using others as my example. He had arranged a clinic that would perform the abortion procedure. They would handle our business completely confidentially without asking for any documents such as personal identification.

When I told my sister that I had found a solution to our little problem she was very happy. I could not even imagine the stress the poor girl was going through. When I bought her plane ticket for the weekend she was about to cry with joy. After waiting for about two-and-a-half hours because the plane was delayed on Saturday I saw my sister walking towards the exit gate, pulling her suitcase.

"Ohh honey. You waited too long didn't you?" she asked. We hugged each other.

"I would do anything for my child's mother." I said and laughed.

"Shut up you donkey someone will hear. Actually I am very angry with you. Look at the trouble you have caused me. Let's go home and you will see."

"I can't wait to be alone with you."

She pinched my arm. I hugged her waist. As we walked I caressed her ass over her jeans. She turned her neck and looked at me with those beautiful eyes and shook her head as if she were angry at a naughty child. My hand was still on her ass. I continued to caress her but she didn't make a sound. I was going crazy to fuck her again. My sister knew that this would happen sooner or later. We walked like that all the way to the car.

When we arrived at my mother's house pastries and cakes were waiting for us. She had argued with my brother-in-law and came here saying she wanted to rest her head for a few days. She didn't talk much about that. She had somehow found the excuse needed for the operation.

While my mother was complaining to her for not bringing her grandchildren, I was making my sister angry by saying in her ear. "Well. you actually brought one of them."

Everyone was very happy that my sister had come home except for my aunt's daughter Sevda.

After my divorce Sevda always stopped by my house whenever she had the opportunity. Even her spare uniform was kept in the closet. Her husband finally got his driver's license and started to carry loads abroad with the truck. My cousin who would leave her daughter with her mother would come running straight to my bed. The previous night she had told her mother that she was staying on duty at the hospital and we spent the whole night together. I dropped her off at her house on my way to the airport. She was very angry that we could not meet because of my sister's arrival.

"I'm fed up with your sister. She always comes. Doesn't she have a family? She should go back quickly otherwise you can't fuck me in my ass again." she said laughing.

I had been dreaming of my sister's big breasts and ass for days. When we were at the airport she had shown me that that door was indeed open. I couldn't wait to go to my own house to be alone with my sister. But on the contrary we couldn't leave my mother's house as guests kept coming. Finally my aunt and Sevda came. We talked for a while. Sevda was stealing glances from time to time. I was starting to get bored with the conversation between the women.

Sevda's sincere attitude towards me was not noticed by my mother and aunt but it attracted my sister's attention. For some reason Sevda could not keep her hands off me. My sister's facial expression had changed. She understood that there was something between us. On the way home she lit a cigarette in the car.

"Are you fucking this bitch?" she asked.

"Yes."

"She's been in love with you since you were little. I guessed it. I thought you were a more tasteful person. Be careful she might get pregnant." she said her voice sounding angry.

"I'm not marrying her. Just, you know male needs."

"Is it like there are no other women? She's married and ugly."

We didn't talk at all until we got home. My sister put her high heels aside and walked towards the kitchen. I had left some dishes in the sink. She started to wash them, grumbling at me. I came up behind her and hugged her. I was pressing my erect penis against her hip. She didn't say anything. I kissed her neck and told her to leave the dishes to me and that she could take a shower if she wanted. I took the sponge from her hand.

My sister walked towards the bathroom without saying anything. Was she mad at me? I couldn't tell from her facial expression. Were her hormones changing because of the pregnancy?

I carried her suitcase to my room and lay down on the bed. Ten minutes later she entered the room wearing my white bathrobe. She looked very sexy;.The bathrobe hugged my sister's body elegantly. Since it was tied her waist and slightly open collar made her full breasts more visible. She came to me and looked at her suitcase next to the bed.

"Why didn't you take my suitcase to my room?"

"I thought we would sleep together."

"Of course the guest room belongs to Sevda. The shameless whore has practically settled in the house." she said.

She must have seen the closet Sevda used when she stayed with me. My own sister was jealous because I was fucking another woman. I straightened up and put my feet down. She was waiting in front of me without moving. I hugged her. She tried to push me from my shoulders. I leaned my head on her belly. I stayed like that for a few seconds. I slowly untied the sash of her bathrobe and started kissing her bare belly.

While kissing her I was saying. "Hello baby."

I lifted her from her hips and laid her on the bed. The breasts that adorned my dreams were revealed when the bathrobe was opened. My fingers had no difficulty finding her nipples. As my hands roamed over her skin I felt my sister tremble with every touch. My big sister also wanted me.

She spread her legs wide open on the bed. I started licking her soft wet pussy and biting her lips. As I licked my sister was moaning and writhing under me panting. I was licking my sister's pussy without taking my tongue off for a moment and she was caressing my hair with her hand and pressing my head to her pussy. Her breathing accelerated and her eyes closed. It was the most intense sign of lust between us. She was confessing every moment of this forbidden sex every touch by moaning. She was dying for her own brother to fuck her.

I put my penis in her shaved pussy with a hard and fast rhythm. My sister's body contracted with each thrust. Her moans were filled with pleasure. I pulled her hair and bit her neck lightly. This sweet pain probably made her want even more. I could feel her approaching her peak. My sister's breathing quickened and her moans became louder and shrill. Finally I felt her cum. Her body shook. She was out of breath. She surrendered to the pleasure with all her being. While she was kissing me passionately on the lips I cummed deeply into her vagina. The one which I had been familiar with before.

When our eyes opened that lustful bond between us was still alive. It was the first time we had made love without any other excuse. It was different from the last time. I made love with my biological sister more passionately than I had ever experienced in my life. Maybe it was because she was carrying my child inside her. I didn't know. After we took a shower together we ate something because our bellies were empty. I sat her on my lap and fed her with my hands. We were half-naked wrapped only in towels. We looked at each other and laughed at our situation. It was just like the happy moments I had spent with women I loved not my biological sister.

Our energy was still abundant in the late hours of the night. Before I could return to the bedroom because of the lustful kisses my sister got on top of me this time. The moments when she took control and with her passionate moves she drove me even more crazy. My hands were on her waist and hips accompanying her every move while my sister's moans filled the air of the bedroom. I came inside her again while my eyes followed her big breasts moving up and down.

It was as if she had just come out of a famine. We continued making love until morning.

When I woke up around noon on Sunday I saw my sister giggling while looking at me. The sunlight hitting her bare shoulders was beautiful. I was smiling at her while her hand was caressing the hair on my chest.

"What did we do last night?" she asked and laughed.

"What a horny thing you are?" I said.

She hit my chest hard with her hand. I held her hand and kissed her. When she straightened up her bare breasts beautified the view. I first caressed her breasts and then her belly with my hand. She approached me and kissed me on the lips. She drew it up to my belly button with her wedding ring-wearing finger. She took my morning erection in her hand and started to stroke it. I clasped my hands behind my head. She smiled at me and leaned her head down. Her mouth met my penis. When I exploded in her mouth a few minutes later she got angry with me and ran to the bathroom-- she had to swallow some of my sperm.

While she was in the bathroom, I prepared a nice Sunday breakfast. The table was literally shining when I was done. When my sister came I pulled out her chair and served the meal to her. After breakfast she said she wanted to walk around the city. She wanted to see the places she had visited when she had been a single girl in the past. I fulfilled her wish. We walked around all day Sunday. We had so much fun. When we sat down at the cafe to have a coffee her eyes filled with tears of joy.

"I haven't felt this happy in a long time."

"Life is passing you by with housework and kids. You can't find time for yourself."

"You're right. You should think about yourself a little. Yours aren't kids one is sixteen and the other is seventeen. They're adults now."

"You're right but that's motherhood."

"What's wrong with my brother-in-law? You haven't called him since you got here."

"General marriage problems. That's what happens when you get married at a very young age. He doesn't care about me as much as he used to. Marriage has become a necessity. We argued before I came here. Maybe it was because of the hunger for love I felt that such things happened last night." she said. She blushed.

"So it won't happen tonight?" I asked caressing her leg. She laughed. When we got home and despite being tired, we repeated the positions of the previous night with great pleasure.

The days were passing as if I were married to my own sister. The bad thing was that I was starting to like it and getting used to it. I had been with much younger and more beautiful women but I can't explain the level of pleasure I got from fucking her. On Tuesday evening my sister was waiting for me at my mother's. I went there after work. They had invited my aunts to dinner. The whole family was in high spirits. My sister and Sevda went to the kitchen for a while and stayed there for a while. When they returned Sevda's face was sulky. On the way home, I asked my sister what they had talked about.

"I told her to stay away from you or the whole family will know about her whoredom. Tomorrow she will come and pick up her belongings from the house."

I was shocked. "Why did you do such a thing?"

"So that she doesn't get caught up in ridiculous hopes."

"Oh sister." I said. I was demoralized. Who gave my sister the right to interfere in my life? I was not a child. I had an established order.

"It's better this way. Don't call and ask about her again."

My hands were shaking with anger as I entered the house. I took a bottle of whiskey from the cupboard and sat on the couch in the living room. My sister entered the bedroom. I had just had a double when my sister came to me in a transparent black-satin nightgown and hugged me. She slid down from the couch to my lap. My penis which I did not expect to get erect because I was nervous betrayed me when I saw the breasts I had so admired. I started to caress her breasts and kiss her neck over the satin nightgown. She got up from my lap and held my hand taking me to the bedroom.

She stroked my penis and squatted down. The inside of her mouth was where I wanted to be. It didn't take long before she put it there and started sucking. After a while she bent over in front of me and bent her waist so much that her fluffy pussy opened like a flower in front of me. I caressed her pussy with my hand. She was soaking wet. She was writhing impatiently for me to insert it. She deserved a punishment. I rubbed my dick a little bit on her pussy and then suddenly entered her asshole. Thanks to Sevda, I had gotten a doctorate in anal fucking. A subtle "Aayyy," came from my sister.

I was taking out all my anger. I was fucking her so hard that my sister was moaning and tearing the bed apart with her hands. She leaned her head into the pillows. She was starting to get pleasure rather than pain. Shaking I ejaculated inside her ass. As soon as I took my penis out of her she ran to the bathroom. I followed her.

"There was only my ass you hadn't fucked." she said. Her eyes were filled with tears.

I hugged her and stuck my lips to hers. We took a shower together. After fucking her in the pussy once we went back to bed. I had gotten so used to her presence that I didn't want her to leave. In bed I hugged her from behind and caressed her hair.

"Divorce your husband and stay with me. If necessary I will transfer to another city where no one will know. Let's raise our baby together." I said.

"Don't be ridiculous Taner. I'm your sister not your wife. What do we tell everyone? I'm divorced from my husband and yes I'm pregnant. Shall we say that my baby's father is my brother? We're playing house for now but I have to return to my husband and children."

"Do you want to return to your husband who no longer loves you or to your children who no longer care about you because they are all grown?" I said.

She got up from the bed and went to the guest room.

When I came home from work Wednesday evening my sister was treating me coldly. We had dinner together. She said Sevda had come and taken her things while I was away. I called Sevda but couldn't reach her. She had blocked my phone. Did my sister scare her that much? I slept alone in my own bed. My sister stayed in the guest room.

We went to the clinic early Thursday morning. My sister went into surgery. I waited in front of the building. About thirty minutes later my sister came out. She looked sad and weak. I didn't have a baby anymore. She didn't say anything. She just wanted me to leave her to our mother as we had planned from the beginning. She would tell our mother that she had her period and would stay there until she returned home. Her menstrual period was always difficult so our mother would not be suspicious. After leaving her to our mother I went to work.

When I got home in the evening I felt strange. The house seemed empty. I called my sister but she didn't answer the phone. I bought a beer and sat in the living room. I thought I was back to where I had started. The women who had a place in my life after my wife were no longer there. My relationship with my sister had probably reached the breaking point. I was going to send her back to her home again on the weekend. My adventure with Sevda was most likely over.

When I rang the doorbell early on Sunday morning my father opened the door. My sister was sleeping in her room. I told my mother that I was very hungry and if possible asked if she could prepare breakfast. While my mother went to the kitchen I went into my sister's room. She still looked pale and exhausted. I approached her bed and hugged her.

"I love you so much. I'm sorry if I hurt you." I said. When I kissed her lips she pushed me away.

"Mom and dad are in the kitchen. What are you doing? Leave me alone. I want to sleep." she said.

During breakfast my mother continued to give me advice with all her good intentions. My father and I talked a little about the economy and sports. While we were talking he told me that my sister and brother-in-law had had an argument on the phone the night before. I saw that my father was very upset. He loved my sister very much. He told me "Take care of your sister." My mother supported him.

While we were drinking our tea my sister came to the table. My mother and father were trying to cheer her up. It was like I was back in my youth. After a while, my sister got ready and we set off to go to the airport. On the drive she was just looking out the window. When we got out of the car I held her hand. It was like I was a little kid and they were taking my favorite toy away from me.

"Look at the expression on your face. Idiot." she said laughing. I was very happy to see her smile. It was hard to say goodbye to her.

It had been a week since my sister returned home but I felt empty. I didn't feel like doing anything. Life had become monotonous. Sevda had unblocked my phone but I didn't feel like calling her. I could have convinced her somehow and gone back to the old days but I didn't want to. My days were spent between work and home.

On another day like this, while I was working at the bank my phone rang. It was my sister calling. I had only talked to her once for a minute or so since her leaving. When I answered the phone her voice sounded tearful.

"Taner come get me from here." she said.

I called my mother and explained the situation. My father wanted to come with me but I objected. I talked to my manager and told him that I had an urgent family matter and that I would not be able to come to work for two days. He was an annoying guy but he was a good person at times like this.

I talked to my sister on the phone intermittently along the way. She said that she was tired of arguing that her unhappy marriage was over and that she was going to divorce him as soon as possible. The children would welcome me with an unexpected maturity. They would stay with their father until they finished school. It would start to get dark in about six hours when I would arrive in the city where my sister lived.

When I arrived at my sister's house I could barely hold myself back from hugging and kissing her when I saw her condition. She had her suitcase ready and was waiting for me. I talked to my brother-in-law and the children. They were all upset about what had happened but they understood that this situation would be better for them. My brother-in-law was very civil and accepted the divorce by mutual consent.

I loaded some of her belongings into my car. My brother-in-law was going to send the rest with a moving company. When we left her house my sister started crying. It wasn't easy to leave all of her experiences behind. Since it was late we decided to stay at a hotel and set off in the morning. We got to the hotel around ten and went to our room. I wiped away the tears that were still flowing from time to time. I held her hands.

"Everything will be okay. You did the right thing. You have the right to be happy too. I'm with you." I said.

"I'm glad I have you my dear," she said. We hugged each other.

I couldn't stand her being like this. She was like a wounded gazelle. I took her face in my hands and kissed her on the lips. She was looking at me with watery eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck. We started kissing like crazy. Our lips felt as if we were seeing each other for the first time in years. While I was lowering my hand and unbuttoning my sister's jeans my sister was trying to unbutton my shirt.