The Apprentice Mesmerizer part 3 Written by Mandil That same evening, while Sandra was in the washroom, I placed mother into a trance once again. So as to test if she was completely under my control, I ordered her to stand in the middle of the room. When I saw that she immediately did this, I told her to kneel on the carpet, which she also did. I was then satisfied and I knew that she would do everything that she was told. I then made up my mind that the next time that I was going to put her into a trance I was going to implant a key word in her mind just like I had done with Brenda. I couldn't do that now since Brenda could come into the room at any second, beside I needed time to think of a word that was appropriate. The following day was Wednesday, mother was working in Maplelane on day shift until five. I helped Sandra to wash the dishes and after dinner we went to sit in the living room as usual. Half an hour later I ordered my sister into a trance and I told her to remove all of her clothes except her panties. By now ,she was getting used to show herself half-naked to me and she did this without any hesitation whatsoever. It thrilled me to see that she still had on the same cotton panties with the half broken elastic band and the yellow circle on the crotch, except that now the yellow stain was larger. I made her dance as I watched her bouncing breasts for a while, then I walked up to her and I began to dance with her while holding her tightly in my arms. Soon we had our lips glued together while my hands were preoccupied with her readily available breasts. By now there were no doubt in my mind that she could feel my erection pressing against her lower body, she even pressed herself against me on a few occasions and I could actually feel the heat of her body against my pulsating column of flesh in my pants. Then it happened, while we were kissing, I felt her hand on the front of my pants. She closed and opened her hand over my pants a few times, then she proceeded with both hands to undo the buttons. When she succeeded, I felt her hand reaching inside and beneath my underwear it went, she grabbed my erection firmly and she pulled it out. By then I was breathing very fast while my heart was knocking against my ribs in anticipation. She began to rub my cock with both of her hands then her right hand closed in a tight grip around its circumference and she proceeded to masturbate me. I could tell that she had plenty of experience doing this sort of things, and I soon had to stop her since I was on the verge of spilling my seeds over her eager hand. After forcing her to release my erection I loosened my belt and I dropped my pants to the floor, after stepping out of them I took he in my arms and we started dancing again. We must have look very peculiar as we held to one another while slowly dancing to the music, - they were now playing a slow love song - she, wearing panties only, and I in my underpants. As we were slowly move and held tightly to each other, I then felt her fingers at the waist of my underpants as she tried to pull them down. With a little help from me they went the same way that my pants had gone a few minutes earlier, I was then completely naked with my erection sticking out at a forty-five degrees angle. We kept on dancing as she held my cock tightly in her right hand, and holding me around the waist with her left hand. Once the song ended, I guided her to the sofa and we both sat on it and we began to kiss. As we did, she once more began to pump my cock The pleasure that I experienced then is impossible to describe and the trill of having her hand on this most private part of my body as she gave me this voluptuous pleasure, was making me feel extremely bawdy. So as to accommodate her, I stretched myself on my back while she went on masturbating me at an even faster rate. Her hand was moving at just the right speed and her strokes were neither too long nor too short, yes it was quite evident that she knew exactly what she was doing . Gradually, I began to feel a pressure in my balls, which she was holding tightly in her other hand. She must have felt them begin to harden as they squeezed the accumulated load of sperm into the base of my cock, I could tell that she was opening and closing her hand around them as if she was trying to force as much juice out of them as possible. With her other hand, she was tirelessly stroking my cock in a still tighter grip, then I began to fell the built-up inside as the pressure increased at the base of my cock, when I looked at her she had her mouth just a few inches above my cock. She was waiting for the eruption that was coming. A fraction of a second before I exploded, she shove half of my erection into her mouth and at the same time she released the grip she had around my organ. The result was instantaneous. The sudden release in pressure initiated the strongest orgasm that I had ever experienced in my life. I felt so much pleasure, and of such intensity, that for a few seconds I thought that I would pass out, and during all that time, I could actually hear her swallowing again and again as the flood gate of my sperm were opened. When it was over, she still tried to suck more juice out of me. I had to gently push her mouth away since she was much too eager, beside her teeth were diggings into my flesh. I got up and I sat next to her while staring into her eyes. She had a half smile on her lips as she looked straight ahead. Her face was partially covered with my sperm and I soon noticed that one of her hand was over the junction of her legs and she was slowly rubbing herself. I watched her a while, then I bent over and I kissed her lips where I could detect the taste of my discharge on them. " Why don't you remove you panties Sandra? " She didn't answered but both of her thumbs went between the elastic band around her waist and after raising her herself a few inches from the sofa she pulled them around her ankles and she kicked them away with her right foot. This was my first glimpse of her uncovered cunt. Like most girls of her age, she didn't have a lot of hair over her cunt, but still she had enough to half hide her twin lips underneath. I was now sitting next to her and I made her open her knees a little, I was able to see her outer lips slightly apart and glistering with her excitement. I was dying to touch her, but in my mind I was still debating if I should, this was the most intimate part of her body and I couldn't say exactly what would be her reaction when she would feel my hands there. Instead, I placed my hand on her belly, then moving it in an ever-increasing circle, it soon came into contact with her pubic hair. At last, when I saw that she didn't seemed to mind where I was touching her, I let my hand come to rest directly over her cunt with my fingers covering her half parted lips. They seemed slippery with the abundant moisture that she was secreting in her excitement, and the instant that she felt my hand over her cunt, she parted her legs even wider in an evident invitation. I was then assailed by a female scent, which had an extremely exiting effect on me. I made her stretch on her back with her legs toward me and I told her to spread her legs while bending them at the knees with the flat of her feet resting on the sofa., I then feasted my eyes on her most private part. In her excitement, her cunt's lips were almost fully opened and I could see deep within her vagina. The inner labia of her cunt was not projecting downward as is the case with some woman, and on each side of her luscious pouting lips and along her long pink gash, her short curls ran down. With my two hands I laid the lips well back and apart, and there they kept open. I could detect her clitoris bulging out in excitement at my touches, and below was the opening to her vagina, which I parted with my fingers and I could see even to the corrugated sides of her exquisite pleasure-giving sheath. Even deeper down I saw the tubular pink flesh which appeared to have ribs running around at half inches interval so as to allow even the largest prick to penetrate. Even as I watched I could see them contracting and relaxing. Thick juice was now slowly oozing out of its interior and was spilling into the crack of her bottom. This sight was too much for me, of course I had never before had the chance to examine that closely a woman and until then I didn't even know what to expect to see exactly. Before this instant, I had only a vague idea as to how those parts of a woman might look. My only source of information so far, had been magazine pictures - in those days they only revealed the pubic hair and teats - and the description that I got from boys in school. But now, seeing it with my own eyes, and from only a few inches away, was like discovering a new world. It was beyond my expectation and it was the most beautiful sight that I had ever seen, stranger still, I felt a tremendous attraction for her cunt. It had on me the effect of a magnet on iron, and as I knelt down at the foot of the sofa, I was even having difficulty breathing. Then before I was aware of it, my face was almost touching this most enchanting and attractive sight. When my lips came to rest on the exact center of her parted lips, I couldn't prevent myself from shoving my tongue as deep as possible inside her womb. Seconds later, I felt her hands at the back of my heads urging me on, at the same time she closed her magnificent thighs around my head thus shutting all sounds from my ears. I thus remained in her grip for how long, I couldn't say but during all that time my tongue plunged, licked and rubbed everywhere it could penetrate. I then seized her exited clitoris between my lips and while it was being lightly pressed between my teeth I rubbed it at the same time with the tip of my tongue. Her reaction was instantaneous as she began to grind her cunt all over my face and soon I was rewarded with an abundant discharge of her juice. I kept doing this for many minutes, each time that she flooded my mouth, her whole body went rigid while her thighs around my head closed and opened in convulsions as she experienced a multitude of orgasms. Just knowing that by mean of my mouth, I was responsible for the many climaxes she was experiencing, was the ultimate of pleasure. Furthermore, to feel her hands begging me to go on, as she pushed with both hands at the back of my head while at the same time moving her cunt in a circular motion around my face, was making me feel extremely lewd. I would have spent the rest of my life with my lips between her legs, but a cramp at the back of my neck forced me to get up from between her legs. I could tell that she was reluctant to let me leave and her thighs held on against my head in an attempt to prevent me from pulling away, but I had to desist since the pain in my neck was too intense. I made her get off the sofa. After stretching myself on my back where she had been lying just seconds earlier, I told her to climb on top of me with one knee on each side of my waist and her back toward me, thus positioning my lips near her cunt once again. I knew that it was called the sixty-nine position, - I had heard my friends in school describe it - an instant later we were both eagerly licking and sucking each other. It took only a minute for my spunk to spit out of my cock once again, and while the exquisite pleasure of my second climax- by mean of her mouth this time - took possession of me, I knew that I wouldn't be able from that day on, to go for long periods of time without having her giving me this release again. I was like a drug addict, now that I had tasted the forbidden pleasure of incest with my sister, there were no ways that I could continue to live without a regular taste of it. As she had done earlier while sucking me, she kept on sucking even though I had completely emptied my load into her mouth. I let her have her way with my cock while I proceeded to examine her cunt once again. Her clitoris intrigued me the most. It looked like an erected nipple, each time I touched it with the tip of my tongue, it reacted by becoming harder still and I also noticed that it was now extremely red. Just a little higher, was a small hole that I soon figured out to be her pee hole or her urethra, I tried to push my tongue inside but it was too small. Because of her present condition of extreme excitement, her cunt's lips were now wide opened, and a continuous secretion kept oozing out of it, but I never let a drop go to waist as my tongue kept licking any collecting the precious liquid. Had I left the matters to her, she would have continued to suck and lick, but I now felt weak and it was getting late. I told her to get off and as she did, I saw that she had a smile on her lips, even though her eyes always kept staring ahead of her. I told her to get dress while I did the same, next I made her stretch on her back on the sofa and told her to go to sleep until she heard mother's voice. At around ten that evening, Sandra went to her room while mother and I were left alone in the living room. I waited another ten minutes to make sure that Sandra wouldn't come down again, and then I put mother into a trance after getting her to look at me. I already had figured out a key word for her and I told her than each and every time that she was going to hear me say the word 'nakoha' - another indian word that met 'to fall asleep' - she was to get into a trance just like the one she was now. After getting her out of her trance, I tried her key word on her, and just like Sandra's case it worked perfectly. Sandra, I knew was an extremely good subject to hypnotize, but mother, being older and thus having more experience with life, plus the fact that she had very strict principles, was another matter. I knew that I had to be extra careful with her, especially if I was to ask her to do things that she wouldn't ordinary do. I did try her key word on her a couple more time then after she was out of her trance I kissed her goodnight and I went to my room. That night, while in bed, I tried to figure a way to get Sandra to let me fuck her. Ever since learning that she and Paul were very near the point of doing this, I felt somehow left out, and weather I was justify or not to think so, it seemed to me that I was probably the only boy of my age that hadn't fuck a girl yet. Beside, the more I thought about fucking her, the more obsessed with it I became. I knew that had it not been for her fear of getting pregnant, she would have already allowed me to do it. Therefore, the first thing that I had to do was to convinced her that there were no dangers whatsoever of her getting with a child if I was to fuck her, and once she truly believed this, she would be more than willing to let me do anything I wanted to her. But how was I to make her understand that her fears were unfounded, after all she had chosen to stop going steady with Paul - whom I now knew that she liked very much - instead of allowing him to have his way with her. But at the same time, I was fully aware that if she kept on seeing him, it was only a question of time before he was going to win the battle over her fear of pregnancy. I certainly didn't want this, since more than anything else, I wanted it to be my prick to be the first one that she would experience in her vagina, therefore I knew that I had to move fast. It was almost morning when I was finally able to sleep. But I had made up my mind to risk everything and try to fuck her. In the morning, mother was late going to work. When I was helping Sandra with the dishes at noon, I couldn't help myself from staring at her and I was feeling extremely bawdy. After the dishes were washes and put away, I put her in a trance once again using her key word and I made her undress. We kissed for a while, then I fondled her and she did the same to me. When she was very wet between her legs, I sat on the chair and I made her sit on me while my cock was out of my pants. I then pushed a finger all the way inside her well oiled vagina - by then I was aware that somehow she had lost her virginity either by her own fingers of by Paul's fingers.- and it went all the way inside. Soon I had two fingers side by side into her well-lubricated cunt. As I moved them I could feel the tip of her cervix and I was also amazed by the elasticity of her vagina walls. I then began to talk to her. " Sandra, where is my cock? " " It's underneath me. " " Is it close to your cunt? " " Yes, I can feel it touching my lips. " " Would you like me to put it into your cunt? " " Yes I would, but you can't. I don't want to get pregnant. " I was disappointed. Well if I can't fuck her, I told myself, I will do the next best thing, I will suck her. I told her to get off my lap, and as she did I noticed her bum hole for the first time. It was brown with a contour of wrinkled flesh around its circumference. It was one of the most indecent spectacles I had ever seen in my life, yet at the same time, I felt a strong attraction to this seldom-appreciated hole. The glimpse that I had had of her rear hole was a very short one, but in that single second I felt in love with that part of her anatomy. I made her kneel on the sofa with her bottom toward me while her head rested on the padded back.. With my right hand I proceeded to stroke her bottom cheeks and I gradually began to pay more attention to the crack between the twin spheres of her bottom. Soon I was pressing the index of my right hand in the valley of her crack until I began to feel her fascinating rear hole. After moistening my finger in my mouth, I aimed it on the brown center and I began to gently push until it began to make its way within. At the initial contact of my finger with her bum hole, Sandra contracted her sphincter muscles, I had to wait until she was more relaxed but once my finger began to slip pass the entrance, it became easier to make further progress. As soon as my finger was half way inside her rectum, I stopped so as to let her get use to the invader of her entrails, then I continued until my finger was completely in her shit hole. Once I began moving it, she immediately contracted her sphincter muscle again and I could feel the tremendous pressure all around my finger. For a long time I enjoyed the sensation of feeling the warmth of her innards all around my finger, and every time I would twitch it a little she would react by applying pressure all along its length. Then I asked her. " Will you let me place my cock where my finger is right now? There is no chance that you get pregnant that way. " It took her a few seconds to respond but finally she did nod her head. After removing my finger from her warm hole, I spat in my hand and I rubbed the spit all over my cock. With the head of my column of flesh aimed at the entrance of her brown hole I began to push forward. As the head of my cock slowly made its way inside, I was treated to the most erotic spectacle as I watched in fascination the stretching and then the clapping of her aperture around my prick. Once the head was well inside her, it became much easier for the rest of my erection to make its way within, and soon enough I was all the way inside her shit hole. It felt heavenly. There was pressure everywhere along the length of my cock, and the fact that I was inside the beautiful body of my sister, was almost enough to cause me to pay tribute to her without my having move yet. When I got hold of my senses, I slowly began to fuck her. Out I pulled, until my instrument was half-visible to my eyes, then in I pushed it up to my balls. Gradually I increased my tempo and much too soon the crisis was upon me as I spent for the first time ever inside the entrails of a female. Gushes after gushes of my thick spunk poured deep within her and when I was finished, I hugged her close to me while my cock remained lodged deep inside her rear hole. I took both of her breasts in my hands from behind and proceeded to rub her nipples. A minute or so later I could feel her bottom shoving against me. Was this an invitation to fuck her again? Since my cock was as hard as ever, I proceeded to fuck her once more. This time she cooperated with me, she met my shoves by pushing her bottom toward me each time my erection plunged inside, and as I increased my tempo, I could hear her moaning in appreciation. Then, seconds later, I was inundating her bottom once again with my discharge. When I pulled out of her bottom hole, my cock was coated with white spunk, a large, white blob even felt on the cushion of the sofa between her knees. The instant that Sandra saw my exposed erection still coated with sperm, she almost threw herself on her knees in front of me and she brought her lips around the head of my half-hard cock. She sucked it as if it was a lollypop, and after she had cleaned all traces of spunk and whatever else was coating it, I made her stop since it was getting late. I told her to get dress. Throughout that evening and part of the night, I relived the events of the afternoon in my mind. I had heard some of my school companions telling stories about men fucking women in their back hole, but this had never appealed to me and at the time, I didn't think much about this kind of fucking. But now that I had actually done the deed and that I had experienced the tremendous pleasure of fucking in this rear entrance, it thrilled me just to think about it. Only a couple of hours after mother had arrived home that same afternoon, I was already anticipating to fuck my sister again in the same manner on the following afternoon. What a disappointment I got the next day. I had already placed her in a trance and she was in the process of removing her panties when I got a really unpleasant surprise. The minute that she got her panties off, I knew that something was not right. She had a small belt underneath her panties, it had two elastic straps that went between her legs and came back around her waist. The two straps were holding in place a rectangular piece of cotton over the lips of her cunt. I then knew that she was menstruated, and there was no way that I was going to touch her lower body, either with my hands or my cock, while she was in this condition. Blood is something that I can't stand the sight off. I told her to put her panties back on, I could tell that even in her trance she seemed disappointed. For the next couple of hours we kissed and I fondled her breasts, but I didn't touch her bellow the waist. Then before mother arrived home, I made her suck my cock. The following day was Saturday, we all went to shop in Maplelane with mother, and nothing happened between Sandra and I. With mother around the house all through the week-end it was all but impossible for me to be alone long enough with Sandra to do anything. On Monday mother began her night shift, she started to work at midnight and finished at eight in the morning. It was the shift that she liked less since we were alone in the house for the whole night, and during the day she had to sleep for part of it. She left home at eleven thirty. Sandra had gone to bed at ten thirty and she was already sleeping when I passed in front of her room. I could hear her regular breathing through her closed door. I was frustrated, I was dying to fuck her in her rear hole once more but not while she was having her period. It had now been three days since I had been able to have fun with her. Ever since I had begun to hypnotize her, she had become more friendly and playful with me even when she was not in a trance. Not that we didn't get along before this, but her attitude toward me was now quite different. She was more pleasant with me and whereas before, we sometimes had arguments, we now got along perfectly. There was also the fact that she would rarely dared to touch me - not even on the arms - before I began hypnotizing her, mother had raised us in such a way. She now often placed her hands on my shoulders or even on my face in a very friendly manner. I even began to question myself about the possibility of her being able to remember things that went on while she was in a trance. It was always possible that in her mind she did get flashes of event that took while she was hypnotized, but if she did she either believed that she was imagining it or these memories flashes were parts of dreams she had. At least this is what I was hoping. As I quietly stood in front of her bedroom door I decided to see what would happen if I tried to place her in a trance while she was already sleeping. I quietly opened the door to her room and got inside. She was still snoring lightly. As I got closer to her bed, I saw in the moonlight that she was lying on her back, the sheets were covering only the right part of her body and her sleeping gown was raised above her left thigh. I could see that she had no panties on, therefore she was no longer menstruated I told myself. My cock immediately got very hard, I knew then that I wouldn't be able to sleep that night until I had her. In a soft wisper, I said 'waskino'. Her eyes immediately opened while at the same time my heart missed a beat, for a second I thought that she was awake. But I soon realized that she was in a trance since she remained very still not even moving a finger. " Get up Sandra and follow me. " We both went to my room, and once there I turned on the light and I made her remove her gown. Of course she was naked underneath, and the fact that she was no longer menstruated was soon confirmed, much to my relief. But just to make sure I asked her. " No my periods stopped yesterday afternoon. " I quickly got undress and climbed on the bed, after stretching myself on my back, I made her climb on top of me and I enjoyed the feel of her flattened bosom against my bare chest. We kissed for longs minutes while my cock was twitching and jerking against her belly. After a while I made her rest her head on my shoulder and I said to her. " I couldn't live without you. " " I love you too. " " Do you realize that I am your brother? " " Yes I know, and I am your sister. " The previous night, while in bed, I had thought of a plan that might convince her to allow her to fuck her, and now I was about to try it. " Sandra, I have bought a bottle containing drops that will prevent you from getting pregnant, you will be able to fuck all you want without any danger of getting pregnant. All you have to do , is to drink four dorps in a glass of water and you will have protection for a whole week. " Of course I had no such drops, but I knew that she wanted to believe in the power of such a drug, she was just as anxious as I was to fuck. In her present hypnotic state, it was much easier for her to accept the existence of these drops. I then added. " If I give you the drops will you let me fuck you? " She pressed her lips to my mouth and after a most affectionate kiss she said. " Give me the drops, then you can do as you please with me. " I went to the bathroom and I poured a half-full glass of water, then I took the small bottle of eye drops from the cabinet - after emptying the content in the sink - I filled the bottle with tap water. Once in my room, I counted four drops into the glass in front of Sandra, then I gave her the half-full glass. " Drink this and you won't have to worry about becoming pregnant for a week. " She took the glass and she drank the content, all the time her eyes were fixed on the wall ahead of her. I then took the glass away from her and I placed it and the eye drops bottle on the small table next to my bed. I then made her stretch on her back. The moment had finally arrived, while my heart was beating extremely fast, I climbed between her stretched leg as I looked into her eyes. I could tell that she was nervous also, her ribs-cage was expanding and contracting at a fast rate a proof that she was breathing fast and deep. But I didn't let this stop me. With my right hand I aimed the tip of my eager prick between her cunt's lips, she didn't try to stop me as she otherwise she would have probably done. My hands were now shaking and my knees felt weak with the anticipated pleasure. Then I was able to detect the wetness of her cunt against the head of my cock as it made its way through the folded entrance of her vagina. The instant that the head was inside, she took a deep breath as if she was diving under water. Weather it was pain or fear or possibly both, I couldn't say exactly and I didn't bother to ask her since I didn't want to spoil the moment. Anyway I was now too far gone to stop, furthermore, there was nothing that she could have said to prevent me from proceeding with my first fuck ever. When I felt myself about half way inside her tight hole, I stopped pushing so as to give her enough time to get used to the tremendous stretching that my erection was causing within her vagina. Even though I remained still, my organ was pulsating inside her hot sheath, then as if it had a mind of its own, my cock began to slip further within her without my consciously willing it. Then, the first I knew, I felt myself completely lodged within the tight passage of my sister's cunt. It was our first fuck ever for both of us, and as the saying goes, the first experience is the one that will always be remembered, and in my case this was certainly true. Then I began to pull and push, slowly at first, but gradually I increased my tempo. But much to my surprise, I soon noticed that Sandra was beginning to cooperate by pressing her lower toward me each time I gave her a shove and pulling away when I slid my cock half way out of her love tunnel. Then, I couldn't prevent myself from going over the edge, I began to flood the deepest recess of her cunt. The surges of intense pleasure went on for a long time and even when the edge of my sexual appetite was satisfy I could still feel the spunk leave the tip of my cock with short but very strong squirts. By now Sandra was only beginning to experience the bliss of her first fuck even though I was already over my first climax within her. I had been waiting for this moment for so long that my cock was still as hard as ever, and while I remained fully embedded within her - although not moving any longer now - I began to kiss her lips. She cooperate for a few minutes but she wanted more out of me and soon I felt her lower body grinding against mine, then in an ultimate effort to induce me into fucking her again she threw her legs around my waist and while she locked her legs behind my back she proceeded to applied pressure with her heels so as to force me deeper within her. I was in no condition to refuse such an invitation and we began to fuck again. This time I took my time and not until she had experienced a couple of climaxes - in a maelstrom of moaning, sighting and yawning- did I once again let myself go. It was plain to see that she found fucking extremely pleasant and now that she had tasted this forbidden pleasure, I knew that she wouldn't be able to get along without it. In other word, she was now sold on the idea of being fucked by her brother. She remained in my bed for the rest of the night and much later when I woke up and looked at the alarm on the small night table beside the bed, I was shocked to see that it was already past five in the morning. Was she again in her trace? I didn't want to take a chance and I said once again her key word and told her to relax. Then I made her climb on top of me with her cunt against my chin, as she sucked my prick I examined her quim. It was in a pitiful state, being covered with half-dry froth all over her now closed lips while there were whitish scales of dry spunk everywhere else, even in her matted hair. A strong fish-like odor was emanating from between her parted legs and even as I examined her I could detect a trickle of juice oozing between her closed cunt's lips. With still greater luxury and lasciviousness, I applied my lips against the entrance to her cavern of joy and I began to taste her juice as well as my spunk. She brought one hand at the back of my head and she pressed my face fully into her gasping sheath as she thrust her bottom forward. Soon she spent into my mouth and all over my cheeks, shin and neck as her thighs closed convulsively around my head. Then I felt her mouth around my erection and she proceeded to suck and lick me with a passion she had never shown so far. At last I paid tribute to her mouth and soon after we both felt asleep exactly as we were, she on top of me with my deflating cock against her face, while my mouth remained against her cunt and as I breathed through my nose which was between her thighs. I was suddenly awakened by someone walking in the kitchen downstairs. To my horror, when I looked at the alarm clock it was twenty past eight. Sandra was still sleeping on top of me with her face lying next to my limp penis but her body was now lying half on her right side and my face was resting against her right thigh while her other leg was under my shoulder. Not daring to take any chance, I said her key word and I ordered her to put on her gown the minute she opened her eyes. As soon as she was finished I told her to go to her room and lie on her bed and after counting to ten she was to get out of her trance and not to remember anything of our activities of the night. Sandra had barely entered her room and closed the door that I heard mother climbing the stair. A few seconds later she knocked on my door. " Wake up Lawrence, you are already late to milk the cow. It's almost half past eight. " " Yes mother, I am coming down. " I was hoping that mother couldn't detect the quivering of my voice, I knew that I had barely escape disaster. Mother then went to her room to get a couple of hours of sleep. Whenever she worked night shifts, she always slept two or three hours in the morning and a few hours in the afternoon. As soon as I was down in the kitchen, Sandra joined me and she helped prepare breakfast. She had dark circles under each eye and she definitely looked tired. The other nights of the week were almost an exact repetition of this first night, except of course I no longer took the chance of having her sleep with me until early morning. As soon as we were done with our fucking, I would send her to her own room so that mother wouldn't risk catching us like it almost happened on our first night together. After the third night with Sandra, it occurred to me that she might well be pregnant by now. When I had made up the story about the drops that I gave her, I hadn't even considered that possibility, but now it came back to haunt me. What was she going to do if she got pregnant? How could she explain her condition if she knew that Paul hadn't fuck her? It was worrying me a lot but by then it was already too late. As for abstaining myself from fucking her again, there was no question of that. I had been seduced by her voluptuous body and there was no way that I could go more than a couple of days without indulging myself in our incestuous relationship. That Saturday at noon, Uncle Charles arrived. He had bought mother a table clothe with a set of napkins. Mother was very happy to see him and they talked for part of the afternoon. I knew that they would also want to talk for the whole evening - they always did- I therefore asked mother if I could spend the evening in Maplelane with some of the boys I knew from school. She agreed on the condition that Sandra came along with me. At seven Uncle Charles dropped us in front of Louis's Restaurant. He was to pick us at the same place at eleven. Louis's Restaurant consisted of eight tables, a long counter and two pool tables at the back. It was the spot to meet friends on Saturday night and any other night for that matter, since it was the one and only restaurant in Maplelane. We went inside and the first couple we saw was Paul Tyron sitting with Pauline Clark around a table near the window. Paul immediately said hello to Sandra when he saw her. Sandra and I went to sit with Jim Blair a boy I knew at school. He and his girl friend Carole Arnold, were eating French fries and drinking a coke. We hadn't been seated more than five minutes when Paul walked toward our table. He looked at Sandra and he said that he had something to say to her. After my sister quietly got up, they both went near the jukebox that was playing a popular song. Of course, it was out of the question for me to try and listen to what they were saying, for one thing, I was much too far from them, and beside with the volume of the music being so loud it was quite impossible. While they were talking, I looked at Pauline who was patiently waiting for Paul to return, she seemed to be very angry, and for a while I thought that she was going to leave. At last Paul returned to his table and Sandra came back to sit between me and Carole. She didn't say a word, and after a few seconds - during which time everyone expected her to explain why Paul wanted to talk to her - we all resumed to talk about the popular hits that were available in the juke box. Then when I looked at Paul's table about ten minutes later, I saw that Pauline was crying. After a while they began arguing and even from where we were sitting it was plain that Pauline was angry at him even though she was still crying. All of a sudden, Paul got up and he walked toward us. " Well Sandra what have you decided? " She didn't bother to answer, instead she got up and she said to me that she would be back before eleven. When I asked her where she was going, She replied that she and Paul had things to talk about. I knew of course what they were going to do and probably where also, but I couldn't stop her since it has always been so between Sandra and I. We never interfered into one another affairs. As they both left the restaurant, Paul even saluted Pauline as they passed in front of her table. I felt very empty inside, and even Jim and Carole were shocked by Paul's rudeness. I felt sorry for Pauline, she was still crying and appeared stunned by Paul's sudden departure. I told Jim that it would be best if I was to go and have a talk with her. When I stood near her table she looked at me, her eyes were red and tears were still on her cheeks. I said to her that I didn't agree with my sister behavior and I asked her if she would let me walk her home. She didn't answer, but she did get up and we went out of the restaurant without a word being said. As we slowly walked toward her house I had a good opportunity to observe her. She was shorter than Sandra, and her bosom, which was very imminent and provocative under her tight sweater, was not as big as Sandra's bosom. She lived in the center of Maplelane, only a couple of streets from Louis's Restaurant, and on the way there I explained to her that Paul wasn't her best choice for a boyfriend, and she should go out with boys that were more serious. She must have thought that I met someone like myself, and that I was trying to con her into going out with me. Of course it wasn't my intention at the time. But as I soon discovered, it turned out to my advantage that she interpreted what I said in such a way. When we were in front of her house, she asked me if I wanted to come in. Since I had nothing better to do - I still felt sorry for her - I accepted. I was under the impression that her folks were inside , but I soon learned that we were along in her house. Both of her parents had gone to the movie theatre and they weren't to be back for another two hours. Before we sat in the living room, she turned on the radio and by now she seemed to have completely recovered from her recent fight with Paul. She even smiled at me when she boldly sat close to me on the couch. She was fourteen just like Sandra, and her long blond hair was tied at the back with a red ribbon. Even though her bosom was smaller that Sandra's it was higher and this gave the impression that she was trying to parade her bust around. She also had a very beautiful face with a small nose and big blue eyes, which gave her a very innocent look. I knew, from talking to Sandra while she had been in a trance, that Pauline had been fucking with Paul for quite a while now, and judging from what he and Sandra had done, he certainly had gone even farther with Pauline. As I examined her, I couldn't help imagining her lying underneath Paul as he shoved his hardness within her, I then became curious to know if she moaned when he fucked her. Did she spend copiously as Sandra did? Did she swallow his cum? Then before I even realized it, I was so much aroused that a voluptuous warmth pervaded throughout my whole body, I soon felt my cock throbbing without my being able to prevent it. My arm, as though having a mind of its own, suddenly went around her shoulders as she sat close to me, a second later we were kissing. Far from discouraging me, she opened her mouth wide and allowed me to shove my tongue between her lips. After a good fifteen minutes of kissing, we took a pause while she went into her father's cabinet and return with two glasses and a bottle of wine. We drank a full glass each and we went back to kissing. When kissing Sandra, I was used to fondle her breasts at the same time, and now it took all of my willpower to keep my hands off Pauline's bosom. I didn't know her enough so as to predict how she would react if I was to place my hand on he bosom. But with the wine taking effect in me, and the now extremely passionate kissing, I slowly brought my opened hand on her left breast over her light green sweater. It felt very firm and pointed, and when I realized that she didn't mind my exploring hand, I moved it under the edge of her sweater and I reached for her breast over her bra. Pauline then surprised me by placing one of her hand directly on the front of my pants and she proceeded to open then. I could tell that she had a lot of experience doing this. When she was done she immediately reached inside and took my extremely hard cock out. During all that time, we kept on kissing. It was then my turn to shoved my hand under her bra and I began kneading and pressing both of her breasts while she was squeezing my balls with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. After a while, she lowered her head over my erection and she applied her lips around the gland of my penis as she began to lick and suck alternately. After a couple of minutes of this, I felt her warm and wet mouth completely enclosing my erection. It felt delicious and I couldn't tell any difference from Sandra's mouth on my cock. Soon I couldn't prevent myself and I fountained my passion into her mouth. She swallowed and sucked even faster - just like Sandra did - and I had to gently take her head in my hands so as to make her understand that I needed a few minutes to recover from this deep experience. She quietly sat next to me and I could tell that she was trying to judge my reaction. She had a naughty smile on her lips, and while she examined me, she slowly and very deliberately proceeded to slip her sweater off and next her bra when the same way. Her skin was extremely white and without the least of imperfection. Whereas Sandra's nipples were brown, hers were light pink and her breasts while being higher were also more conical in shape. Her bosom was superb and I was dying to see if her cunt matched with the rest of her body. I placed one of my hands over her knees just under her skirt, and the instance she felt my hand , she opened her legs wider. Higher underneath her skirt went my hand, and then past her knees to the soft skin of her inner thighs where I lingered for a while. I felt a strong attraction to the soft part of her inner thighs, and my hand opened and closed on the warm and flexible flesh there. Then, higher still until I was touching her panties. They weren't the cotton type but the silk or nylon kind that went in all sorts of colors. Soon I discovered that the crotch of her underpants was soaking wet with her passion. When I began to lift her skirt, she actually helped me, and once it was around her waist she removed her light green panties by slipping them around her legs. She had even less hair on her cunt than Sandra had, and what little she had was light blond just like her hair. Until then, it had never occurred to me that the hair of her cunt would be any other color than brown as was the case with Sandra. I went on to examine her for a couple of minutes - she seemed pleased at the attention that I was paying to her cunt - I next brought my head between her legs and a second later my lips were on her cunt's lips and my tongue was inside her passage. She definitely tasted differently than Sandra. For one thing, there was a distinct odor of perfume between her legs, and her juice was a little spicy, - weather it was due to her perfume or not, I couldn't tell - later in life I discovered that perfume or not, no two women will taste exactly alike. She then stretched herself on the couch and she opened her legs wide for me. The inner labia of her cunt was a little more pronounce than that of Sandra, and on each side of her luscious pouting lips, her long pinky gash was extremely slippery with her wetness. As I kept on sucking on her clitoris I soon felt her white, plumb things, begin to shake in convulsion around my head, she was so aroused that she shouted all sorts of bawdy words as she encouraged me to keep on sucking her. Then the crisis seized her and she spent with a scream of delight while at the same time she flooded my mouth with her abundant emissions. Immediately after that we had a long fuck. Her cunt easily accommodated my cock - probably because of her numerous fuck with Paul - and she was more that willing to let me fuck her, she even permitted me to discharge within her. Just for a second, it had occurred to me, just before I inundated her vagina, that I could be responsible for getting her with a child. But at the moment, the thrilling pleasure that I was experiencing was too great to let a thing like that stops me. At the exact instance hat I was having my orgasm, she let a cry of thrilling pleasure escape and her whole body began to shake underneath me. I fucked her twice again that evening, and before I left, she made me promise that I would see her again the following Saturday evening. She even said that she wouldn't see Paul anymore. It had been my intention to make her talk and try to discover what she and Paul did when they were together, but I had been too busy fucking her during the evening. I told myself that next time I was going to place her into a trance and ask her a few questions. (end of part 3