From GPVJ09A@prodigy.com Sat May 10 15:03:01 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: melissa's evil brother, ch1.txt
From: GPVJ09A@prodigy.com (Mr. Michael P. Watkins)
Date: 10 May 1997 19:03:01 GMT
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If you aren't 18, don't read this!



From the book "Melissa's Evil Brother", a cyberpunk novel available only in the adult book section of Red Eye Productions.
Http://www.redeye-prod.com.











                                Chapter One



     Mike was feeling both tired and frustrated.
     He had been out on the town with his girlfriend, but she had let
him go no further than kissing when she had pushed him away. She had
explained that she never let any man go further unless they were willing
to marry her.
     Mike rolled his eyes. He was young and good looking, and he was
certainly not going to marry a woman just to have sex with her. Not even
someone as good looking as his girlfriend.
     Mike got out of bed. He was thirsty, and needed a drink. What he
really needed was someone, anyone to fuck. As he padded to the door and
opened it, he turned off his light, careful not to wake his sister.
     His sister. There was another problem that Mike didn't know how to
handle or deal with. His friends talked about his sister all the time.
She was a slut. She was an insult to sluts. The way his friends told the
story, his sister would fuck anything on two legs, male or female.
     Mike had never been very good at hearing stories like these, but
here, now, tonight, he recalled every one of them. As he walked down the
hall to the bathroom, he started to get hard.
     Mike knew instinctively that it was wrong for him to think about
his sister, but after the night he had had with his girlfriend, he
couldn't shake the thought. Why not?
     Why not him? Melissa had already fucked a lot of men and more than
a few women. From what he had heard, she had pulled several trains of
his friends, taking on ten, fifteen, even twenty men one after the
other. So why shouldn't she fuck him?
     Mike downed several cups of water, then noticed the door to the
bathroom was slightly open from Melissa's room.
     To Mike, the open door was a sign. A sign that told him he was
right. A sign that was shouting "Fuck your sister!"
     Mike opened the door, his eyes quickly adjusting to the semi-dark.
Melissa had left the drapes open, and there was a full moon. Mike
quickly found Melissa's bed, and saw his sister. He nearly shot off.
Melissa lay on top of the covers in just a small white tee shirt.
     His eyes started to run down the body of his sister. Her angelic
face, the face that let her get away with so much. Her brown hair, thick
and spread out under her head. Mike had always suspected that Melissa
never wore a bra, and now, seeing the light pink circles under the tee
shirt, he knew he was right. His eyes stopped when they came to
Melissa's waist. Melissa's tee shirt had gathered up and he could see
between her legs!
     Mike just stared dumbly at the thick line of brown pubic hair on
Melissa's pussy. He had never seen someone with such a thick bush. It
ran all the way up to about an inch below the top of her pussy, where it
was a light pink.
     Mike stopped thinking then. His pajamas were quickly shed as he
walked to the beside, his hardness leading the way.
     One minute Melissa was sleeping peacefully, the next she screamed
in pain.
     Mike rolled on the bed, spread his sister's legs, then thrust down
and in as hard as he could.
    "Get off me!" screamed Melissa. "God damn it! Mike! Noooooooo!
Stopppp!"
     Mike started to slowly thrust in and out. Melissa was dry and it
was very slow going for him as he started to fuck his sister.
    "Stop!" Melissa screamed. "Pllleeeasseee! Miiikkkkeee!"
    Melissa continued to shake and try to fight her brother as he went
in and out of her.
     Mike tired of the fighting and the screams. He now slapped Melissa
back and forth several times.
     "Shut up!" he yelled. "You fucked my friends, you can fuck me!"
     Mike was surprised how tight his sister really was. He knew part of
it was her being dry. But for all the stories his friends had told him,
he expected this to be much easier.
   "Heelllpppp!" screamed Melissa. "Ohhhh stopppp!"
   Mike went faster and faster. Though he had been fucking his sister
for less than two minutes, Mike was near the edge. It was a combination
of Melissa's screams of pain, the tight feel of her pussy, the toucvh of
her soft, brown pussy hair and his own frustration.
     Melissa felt so devastated. She loved to fuck, but she had never
thought about her brother in that way. This was so wrong!
     Mike went faster and faster, moaning loud as he did. Mike shuddered
as he stroked down and deep, and he peaked now, seed shooting deep in
the mound of his sister.
    Mike continued to go in and out of his sister even after he had
peaked. He was srtill very excited. He looked down, seeing the agonized
look on Melissa's face, the feel of her nice looking tits, the feel of
her pussy as he rode in and out.
    Melissa just moaned in pain as her brother collapsed on top of her.
She cried even more now, the impact of what her brother had done
starting to have an impact.
     "Why?" she moaned. "God, Mike, why? I'm your sister!"
     Mike just looked down at his sister, then he came up and tried
to kiss her.
     "Get off me," she yelled. "You bastard!"
     Mike slowly pulled himself from Melissa's pussy, and he now sat up,
smiling.
     Melissa saw the smile. "You god dmaned bastard!" she screamed as
she rolled to the other side of the bed. "I'm telling mom and dad, and
I'm calling the police."
     Mike now stood. Melissa tried to stand, but Mike pushed down on her
head. She looked up and blanched.
      "Oh, God, nooo-mmmf!"
     Mike now thrust his manhood in Melissa's mouth.
     "Lick me, you whore!" he yelled.
     Melissa choked and gasped as Mike started to thrust in and out of
her mouth. She tried to escape, but Mike quickly wrapped his hands in
her hair, then started to pull her closer into his groin.
     Melissa gasped for air, struiggling with her brother as he thrust in
and out. She didn't mind giving a boy a blowjob, but her brother was
raping her mouth, forcing himself down her throat again and again.
     Mike went faster and faster. He still couldn't believe he was
forcing his own sister to suck him, and he was surprised even more by
the feeling of control he had.
     Melissa's chokes and gurgles continued to fill the room. She kept
trying to avoid her brother, but he had Melissa clearly pinned to his
groin.
     Mike looked down. His sister's tear stained eyes, the shocked look
on her face, the feel of her cool mouth as he thrust himself in and out
of her mouth, all excited him even more. Mike peaked now, sending wave
after wave down the throat of his sister.
     Melissa felt her brother's jism, and she noticed that he stopped
thrusting in and out, forcing himself down her throat, holding himself
there until she had no choice but to swallow him.
     Mike felt and heard Melissa swallow him, and then he surprised and
disgusted her even more. As he pulled his manhood from her mouth, he now
dried himself in her brown hair.
     "That was pretty good," said Mike. "You weren't as good a fuck as
the guys said, but maybe we can practice to make you better."
     Melissa just stared at her brother.
     "You raped me," she said quietly. "You raped me, then forced me to
suck you. YOU BASTARD!"
     Melissa started to cry and scream at her brother. Mike stood,
looking down. He slapped Melissa again and again. Then, when a tiny drop
of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, he gave her a final slap
that made her nearly fly off the bed.
     Melissa was so devastated. She didn't know what to do. She had said
no. Her brother had raped her anyway. She had screamed and fought, and
he had still forced her to go down on him.
     Mike was about to head back to bed when he turned to look down at
his sister. His last slap had turned her almost completely, and he was
now staring at Melissa's rounded pink ass.
     Mike had always had a fascination with asses, and now, as he stared
at Melissa's, he realized he just had to. He had to fuck his sister's
ass to feel complete.
     Melissa felt her brother coming up behind her, but she thought he
would just fuck her again. She was wrong.
     "Ohhhhh Goooodddddd! Noooooooo!" she screamed. "Stoopppp! Yoouuu
arrreee tooo biiggggg!"
     Mike came up behind Melissa, then thrust into her ass. Or rather,
he tried to. Melissa's ass was tight, so tight he couldn't enter it on
the first thrust. Or the second. It was the third time that proved to be
the charm. He thrust as hard as he could and entered Melissa's ass.
     "Nooooo!" she chanted in pain "Stop! Mike, pleassseee!"
     Mike started to thrust in and out as hard as he could and as fast
as he could. Melissa was much more tight back here, and he knew he
couldn't last very long.
     Melissa tried everything she knew to get her brother out of her
ass. But everything she tried seemed to fail, and she realized she was
exciting him even more by shaking and crying.
     Mike looked down, watching as his prick went in and out of his
crying, screaming sister. He didn't know which was better, the sound of
her crying, the feel of her ass on him, or the wild way she shook her
head, the pain overhwelming her. Melissa's brown hair was everyqwhere as
he wildly thrust in and out.
     Melissa screamed and groaned. She knew complete devastation now. No
one had ever fucked her like her brother had, and the feeling of
humiliation and pain was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
     Mike went faster and faster. He moaned as he peaked now, again
shooting wave after wave into the tight, tanned ass of his sister.
     Melissa tried to scream and cry, but she was screamed out as she
felt her brother continue to work in and out of her ass. She lay there,
tears running down her face.
     "That was a lot better," said Mike, trying to nuzzle Melissa's neck
as he lay on top of her back. He pulled his manhood out slowly, enjoying
the tight feel of Melissa's ass as long as he could.
     Melissa didn't even react now, and Mike knew his sister was going
into shock. But he suddenly had a plan. He would get all the pussy he
wanted from his sister.
     To do this, he knew he would have to break Melissa, break her
spirit. He had found the one he thought would do it. What if the men and
women in his sister's life were encouraged to do what he had done? What
if they took what they wanted when they wanted.
     Mike started to get excited about this idea, and he thrust back in
Melissa's ass.
     "Bastard!" she screamed.
     As Melissa started to shriek again, Mike heard footsteps approach
the door. He now turned his sister, so she would have to look whoever it
was in the eyes as he fucked her ass.



From GPVJ09A@prodigy.com Sat May 10 15:43:42 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: melissa's evil brother, ch2
From: GPVJ09A@prodigy.com (Mr. Michael P. Watkins)
Date: 10 May 1997 19:43:42 GMT
--------
If you aren't 18, don't read this!



From the book "Melissa's Evil brother", a cyberpunk novel available only in the adult book section of Red Eye Productions. Http://www.redeye-prod.com.











                               Chapter Two



     Mike continued to thrust in and out of Melissa. Her continued
shrieks and cries of pain were like magic on his groin. Mike watched the
door rattle and then start to open.
     Perry stood in the doorway, staring openmouthed as his son fucked
his daughter. He saw the pain on Melissa's face, heard her screams.
    "Just what in the hell?" yelled Perry.
    Mike smiled. He continued to hold Melissa's hips. He again thrust
deep in his sister. Melissa had heard her father and she screamed,
trying to cover herself even as her bropther fucked her ass.
     "I was out with Danielle," said Mike. "She told me I couldn't fuck
her unless I married her. So I decided on the next best thing."
     Perry stared at his son.
     "But Melissa is your sister," he said. "Besides, she doesn't have
the kind of experience to--"
     "Hah!" yelled Mike. He slowly stopped fucking Melissa, but he took
the sheet with him as he stood.
     Perry stared at his son.
     "Dad, Melissa has fucked more men, more women than you and I have
put together."
     Perry just stared at his son.
     "Melissa is a slut, dad," he said softly. "If you don't believe me,
feel her."
     Mike took a finger, then thrust it in Melissa, who yelled. Perry
stared at Melissa, stared at his son's finger, then wet one of his own.
He thrust it in.
     Melissa couldn't believe this! Her father?
     "See, dad?" said Mike. "She's tight, but she isn't bleeding. She
has done this a lot."
     Mike moved his finger in his daughter. Mike was right. Melissa
wasn't the innocent teen he had thought she still was.
     "You were just telling me this morning that you needed a lot better
fuck than mom," said Mike. "Here she is. And she already lives here."
     Perry smiled, but he knew he had to stay in control. Make Melissa
think he was saving her.
     "I'll take care of your sister," said Perry. "Go back to bed. I'll
talk with Melissa."
     Mike smiled as he started to leave his sister's room.
     "She hates it in her ass even more than her pussy," said Mike. He
turned back, then stroked in Melissa's ass again. Melissa shrieked in
pain. "See?"
     Mike pulled out of Melissa. He knew what his father would do.
     "Let's go to my room, and discuss this," said Perry. "We have to
settle this."
     Melissa started to shake and cry again.
     "There's nothing to settle," said Melissa. "Mike raped me. I want
him arrested."
     Perry looked down. Melissa did look good naked. He had never
noticed how big his daughter's chest was, how light pink her nipples
were. He had certainly never noticed the thick forest of hair between
her legs.
     "Let's go to my room and make the call," said Perry. He smiled. He
had no intention of calling, but he did get a good look at Melissa's ass
as she stood now, holding onto her father with one hand as he led her
down the hall.
     "My tee shirt--" said Melissa.
     "Will just get in my way!" yelled Perry, slapping Melissa as they
neared his bedroom.
     Perry now threw Melissa on the bed. He had never imagined he could
do what his son had suggested, but his hurried hardness leading him to
the bed told him he was going to do it. He was going to fuck Melissa,
his very own daughter.
     Melissa was stunned when she felt her father grab her ankles, then
begin to spread her open. No, she silently begged, not that. Not again.
     "That is one great pussy," said Perry as he stared down between
Melissa's legs, stared at the thick forest of hair, the thrust forward
pubis. "I'll bet it's great to fuck, too."
     "Daddy, please," begged Melissa. "Please don't do this. I'm tired
and I'm hurt. Mike raped me."
     Perry wasn't thinking by now. His prick was ghetting harder, and he
knew what he wanted to do.
     "Mike fucked you," said Perry. "That's all. After the night he had
with his girlfriend, he needed a release."
     Melissa started to cry as her father moved closer.
     "But he's my brother," she pleaded. "And you're my daddy. Please
don't do this."
     Even when he spread her legs, Perry had a hard time finding
Melissa's slit through all her pubic hair. It had been a long time since
he had had a good fuck.
     "And daddy loves you!" moaned Perry, thrusting down and in.
     "Ohhhh noooo!" screamed Melissa. "Pleeaasseee! Stoppppp! Ohhh
Goooddd! Dadddyyy!
     Perry surged all the way in Melissa, entering her with all of his
prick. He lay there, enjoying her tightness, her yells, her crying. Then
he started to slowly work his way in and out of her, soon increasing the
pace.
     Melissa tried to kick her father, but Perry must have had the same
instinct as Mike had had, for he slapped her several times, then he
pinched one of her light pink nipples. Melissa again screamed.
     Perry went faster and faster, the tight feel of Melissa's pussy a
surprise after what his son had told him in terms of all her experience.
He saw now why men and women liked to fuck his daughter. He was enjoying
it, and he was her father.
     As devastated as Melissa had felt when Mike had fucked her, she
felt even more helpless now, as hjer father continued relentlessly
driving down in her. He didn't care if she said no, didn't care if she
cried, didn't care how she felt. He wanted to be fucked, and that's all
of her there was.
     Perry was surprised when he felt his orgasm starting to approach.
The excitement of being fucked well, the excitement of fucking his own
daughter, the excitement of her screams and yells, the tightness of her
pussy, all made him go faster and faster, harder and harder.
     Melissa heard the soft moans of her father and she knew what they
meant. For the second time tonight, a family member was going to come
inside her, and for the second time there was nothing she could do about
it.
     Perry gave several deep thrusts as he peaked, sending his come deep
inside his daughter. His daughter! Just the thought made him continue to
thrust hard and fast.
     Melissa screamed in agony as her father continued to work in and
out of her mound. Her brother had ruthlessly shown her own father how
she liked to be fucked, and she was now having to deal with the
consequences of that.
     Perry couldn't believe he was still hard, but he was also trying to
stay hard for what he had in mind next.
     Melissa felt her father slowly pull out of her pussy. She thought
her agony, pain and suffering might be over. She opened her eyes, still
wet with tears, screaming as her father brought his prick forward.
     "Noooo, I--mmmf!"
     The loudness of the scream was even more pronounced as Melissa
choked and gagged. Perry started to work in and out of Melissa's wet
mouth.
     Perry worked slowly, enjoying the feel of his daughter's throat and
mouth, enjoying the sight of his prick as it went in and out of her
pretty face, enjoyed the choking sounds as his daughter continued to
struggle with what he did.
     Melissa didn't know how to fight back against this. She had always
gone to bed with men and women willingly, always licked and sucked them
with pride and pleasure. To have this happen, to have her father slowly
starty to pull her in closer, was something she just didn't have the
experience to deal with.
     Perry was pulling her closer. He wanted all of her mouth and
thropat working on him. He moaned as he thrust faster and faster,
fucking the face of his daughter.
     Melissa heard the moan, felt the friction as her father again
started to lose control, and she began to cry even more, bracing herself
for what she knew was about to happen.
     Perry thrust wildly in Melissa's mouth, releasing even as he
gripped her hair crazily, shooting his seed down her throat, some
spilling on her face.
     Melissa felt so used, so disgusted. She loved to swallow. She had
never had a man leave part of his sperm on her face. She began to cry
even more.
     Melissa continued to choke and gag as her father ruthlessly worked
his manhood in and out of her mouth.
     Perry used Melissa's mouth to help him from going soft. The
friction of her long brown hair, that pleading look in her eyes, just
kept him hard as he slowly pulled out of her mouth.
     Melissa wasn't thinking very clearly. She thought her father was
through with her. She didn't even think about his hardness, or what he
might do. She rolled on her side, crying and shaking at the impact of
her father and what he had done.
     "Noooooo!" Melissa screamed in agony. "Pllleeasseee! Daddddyy!
You're tooo biiiggg!"
     Perry came up behind Melissa, then he tried to thrust in her ass.
But he had the same problem Mike had had. Melissa's ass was very tight.
But, unlike Mike, Perry knew what to do.
     Melissa started to scream as her father spanked her. The pink flesh
started to turn red as Perry rained blow after blow down on her ass.
Then he reared back and thrust in.
     "Myyyyyy Gooooddddd!" she opleaded. "Sooommeeeoonneee heelllpp
meeeee!"
     Perry moaned as he slowly started to work in and out of his
daughter's ass. She was so tight! He saw now why Mike had fucked her
ass. It was Melissa's best feauture.
     Melissa shook her ass, trying to escape what her father was doing,
but his grip on her hips was too tight, his prick too far in her ass.
She shrieked with every stroke as her father went faster and faster.
     Perry knew he wouldn't last very long. Melissa was so tight, her
ass so tight, the vision of her brown hair flying everywhere as she
wildly shook her head a exciting one.
     Melissa couldn't believe it. Her own father was fucking her ass
now. It had been bad enough when her brotgher raped her, but now her own
father was doing the same thing.
     Perry went faster and faster, looking down, seeing Melissa's tight
ass as he went in and out, pulling her soft brown hair, seeing her
shocked and pained face. It was all too much. He peaked now, sending
wave after wave deep in Melissa's ass. moaning and yelling as he rode
his daughter's ass.
     Melissa slowly slumped to the bed. Her father! Her own father!
Melissa cried helplessly, wondering what she had done to deserve the
pain and agony she was in now.
     Perry heard the sounds by the door. He knew who it was. His wife
was going to be surprised when she walked in. He thrust deep in
Melissa's ass, bringing even louder screams than usual as the door
opened.