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This is my first attempt at writing a rape/incest story, therefore I'd
appreciate all constructive criticism (xwyz@hotmail.com).

~W


DISCLAIMER:  This story contains non-consensual sex between people under the
age of 18.  The characters involved are siblings.  Therefore, if you are
under the age of 18 please stop reading now.  Or if non-consensual sex,
incest, and similar topics offends you please do not read any further.


                              *******

                            "Jim & Cathy"


	Home.  Cathy, fifteen years old, was at home with her brother, Jim,
who is five years her senior.  Their parents were out for vacations, and would
be back in a few days.  Cathy was in her room doing her homework when she
heard Jim come into the house.  As usual Jim ignored her and went directly
into his room.  From time to time Cathy would be annoyed that Jim treats her
like a little girl, as if she never grew up, but she's used to it so she just
continued with her chemistry homework.
	An hour later she finished the homework for chemistry and decided to
take a break.  It was kind of unusual for Jim to be so quiet, no noise was
coming out of his room.  Cathy decided to forget about it and continue with
her homework.  She was about to begin her English homework when she noticed
that her dictionary was missing.  "Damn it.  Jim must have taken it without
telling me."  Cathy got up and walked out of her room, determined to go to
Jim's room to get the dictionary.  As it was her custom she opened the door
without knocking.  She started walking in, saying, "Hey, Jim, did you..." She
stopped in mid-sentence and froze.  Jim was laying half-naked on his bed, a
pornographic magazine in one hand, and his cock in the other, jerking off.
	Embarrassed, horny, angry, Jim panicked.  He thought, "My younger
sister, damn it."  He dropped the magazine and sat up on his bed.  "Come over
here for a second, Cathy.  We need to talk."
	Embarrassed and a little scared, Cathy stuttered, "No...  I...  I...
I am... am sorry.  I... am... am... leaving."  She started turning around and
stepping out of the room.
	Confused and angry, Jim shouts at her,  "Cathy, stop!  Get the fuck
over here now!  We have to talk.  I mean it!"
	Cathy froze in mid step.  Jim has never acted like that before.  She
started shivering slightly as she slowly turned around to face him.  "What do
you want to talk about?"
	Still confused and mad, and very horny, Jim said,  "Well, you're
younger than I am, so maybe you don't understand these urges.  It's just...
You have to understand that...  Guys get horny sometimes... and...  Well, they
have to relief themselves...  by whatever means possible.  It's just a fact of
life."  Rambling on, Jim suddenly realized that he wanted to grab Cathy and
fuck her.  He has never though of her in that way, it is until now that he has
noticed that Cathy has grown up, she is no longer the little girl.  He is
seeing her as a mature woman.  And her presence is making him even more
aroused.  "Cathy, have you ever had sex before or touched yourself?"
	"You... you don't have to explain anything.  I'm leaving.  I did not
see anything.  Okay?"  Cathy started walking out of the room.  "I am leaving.
 I'm sorry I interrupted."
	"Cathy, get back here!"  Jim yelled, as he got off his bed and stood
up, his hard cock hanging out of his boxers.  "You don't understand."  He
repeated as he caught up with her and grabbing her by her shoulders turned her
towards him, to face him, before she could get too far.  "Cathy, listen to me.
 And answer my fucking question!  Have you had sex before or have you ever
touched yourself?"  He asked, unknowingly feeding his own horniness.  He
forced her to look into his eyes.
	"Let me go."  Cathy started to panic as she sees the desire in his
eyes.  She has never seen that look in Jim's eyes before.  "Okay.  No, I never
had sex before.  And, yes, I have touched myself.  Are you satisfied?  Now,
let me go!  You are hurting me!"
	"I see.  So you don't know what it is like, do you?  You would
understand if you knew what it was like."  Jim said, tightening his grip on
her even further.
	"I don't want to understand.  Just let me go, and go back to whatever
it was that you were doing.  Please, let me go."  Cathy begged, frightened and
panicking.
	Jim could feel her trembling in his hands.  "Cathy, you can't just
walk away from this.  You know what it is like to be horny.  You are a fucking
teenager for Christ's sake.  And you can't tell me that my cock hanging out
like this doesn't make you horny."
	"NO, it doesn't!"  Cathy screamed, as she reached up trying to break
free.
	"Goddamnit, Cathy!  Do I have to fucking spell it out for you?"  Jim
said firmly, while pulling her back into his room.  He pushed her forcefully
onto his bed.  "All women are whores.  You can't tell me that you want it any
less than the next slut."
	"Jim, stop.  I don't want it.  Let me go."  Cathy started crying,
trying to sit up.  "I'm going to tell mom and dad if you don't let me go."
	"Mom and dad are not here right now.  And beside they won't believe
you.  They know you are always lying.  You little slut."  Jim pushed her back
down.
	"I'm not a slut.  Let me go.  Don't do this.  Damn you!"
	Jim was becoming angrier and more frustrated, but mainly he was
hornier than ever.  He got on top of Cathy, pinning her down beneath him, and
said angrily to her face, "No, Cathy, damn YOU.  You are the one who came in
here.  You wouldn't have been watching me if you weren't a little slut."
	Cathy tried to push him off, but he was stronger and heavier.  "I
wasn't watching you.  I didn't mean to come in here like that.  How was I
supposed to know what you were doing?  NOW, let me go!"
	Seeing tears running down her cheeks, and feeling her body trembling
under him, Jim could tell that Cathy was afraid, and trying to reassure her,
he said,  "Look, Cathy.  It's okay.  You haven't done anything wrong.  We're
not doing anything wrong."  And, as he said this, he kissed her gently on the
lips.  His hands began moving down to her waist, to feel her.  He kissed her
again, this time a little bit longer.  Cathy continued to squirm beneath him,
but he's got her pinned down.  His hand slowly migrated down, sliding under
the waistband of her shorts, to feel her pubic hair.  But, something is
strange.  Then Jim had a realization,  "You ARE a slut!  You're up here
telling me 'NO, no, damn you!'  And all the while you're wet as a whore!  You
like this don't you?  You really do want it."
	"NO, please stop.  This is wrong.  It doesn't matter what either of us
wants.  This isn't right.  Mom and dad will be mad at both of us.  Stop."
Cathy squirmed and twisted around trying to get away.
	"What, are you embarrassed now?  Embarrassed that your own brother, in
a violent frenzy, cock flying all over the place, can make you horny?  Are you
ashamed?  Well I don't give a fuck.  You're horny, and you want be fucked
right now.  And don't try and tell me otherwise."  He kissed her harder on the
mouth, forcing his tongue into her mouth, his hands roaming and probing over
her young, innocent body.  "Look, you little slut!  Mom and dad are on
vacation, and they won't be home for a couple more days.  The fact is that we
are both horny.  So why don't you just give into your 'twisted' desires and
acknowledge them as your own.  I don't think you have a choice."  As he said
this, he started to undress her.  His hands slid up her shirt, over her arms,
tossing the shirt onto the floor.  "Come on, Cathy.  Lighten up and enjoy it.
 You might as well..."
	Trying hard to control her instincts, Cathy tried not to respond her
brother's kisses and touch.  Slowly she felt her own resolution breaking down.
 She tries one last time.  "Stop, before it is too late.  Please, Jim."
	"Arrgh, goddamnit Cathy!  Don't give me that shit.  You're not going
to stop this, no matter what you do.  So you might as well just enjoy it."  He
continued roaming her body with his hands.  He began to unbutton her shorts,
forcefully sliding them off her body and onto the ground as she squirmed
beneath him.  Once again, Jim probed around her crotch.  "Gosh, Cathy.  You're
even wetter than I thought.  This is really getting you off, isn't it?  Well
don't worry.  You many not know what is coming, but you are in for the ride of
your life.  On the other hand if you are going to get violent every time you
get horny, you will have a hard time getting fucked except by those kinky
types."  Jim laughed at his own attempt at joking.  And his hand continued to
feel her crotch, engaging the wetness.  Suddenly, in a mad burst of strength,
he ripped off her panties tearing them open down the middle.  Cathy's crotch
was exposed now.  He tossed the rag that was her panties to the floor.
	Cathy turned her head to the side as he ripped her panties off.  She
knew that she couldn't stop him.  She was sobbing quietly, hoping that this
was just a nightmare and that she'll wake up soon.  She turned to look at Jim
again, her eyes full of tears, begging.
	"Why would you want this to stop Cathy?  You don't want this to stop
or you wouldn't be so fucking wet and horny.  You can tell that I don't want
this to stop.  My cock wants to pound you and make you squeal like the slut
that you are.  So why should we stop?  It's pointless to combat your desires."
 Saying that, John decided to give her some freedom.  He embraced her where
she was, and flipped them over.  Now, Cathy was on the top and Jim beneath
her.  "Let's test my theory.  You are free to get away, if you want.  I know
you are wet and you want it.  You are free to resist or to indulge your
desires.  So what is it going to be?"
	Cathy could feel her hard cock against her crotch.  She tried to push
herself up to get away, but her hands slipped on the blanket and she falls
back
down right on top of him.  She could feel his cock pressing harder on her
crotch.
	"There you go.  I was right."  Jim said, as he moved his hands around
to brace her ass as he position himself underneath her, ready for entry.  As
he pushed her downward with his hands, his pelvis thrust upward and inserted
his cock into her tight virgin pussy.  "You see?  It wasn't so bad, was it?
Do you still want to go away?  What does your body say?"
	Cathy gasped in pain as she felt his cock enter her.  She was still
sobbing, and she ignored his questions.  Seeing her distress, Jim moved his
hands from her ass up to her back, and undid her bra, tossing it aside,
freeing her breasts from their constraint.  He slowly slid his cock out of her
and pumped it back into her with a slightly harder, firmer thrust.  "There,
that is good, isn't it?
	Cathy did not answer.  She just looked at him, hating Jim for what was
happening.
	Seeing her teary eyes, Jim pushed her up so that she was straddling
him, free to ride him as her body dictated.  He could see the conflict in her,
her instincts screamed for her to go on while her rational told her that she
shouldn't be with him, her brother.  Cathy closed her eyes and said between
sobs, "I hate you.  Why did you do this?  It hurts."
	Seeing and understanding her internal conflict, Jim decided to help
her resolve it.  He got out of her, and grabbed her by the waist and pushed
her down, so that she was lying on her stomach.  He placed two pillows under
her stomach, raising her ass.  Then he got on top of her, straddling her legs,
and reinserted himself into her.  He began to pump his hard cock in and out of
her, slowly building up the pace.  Cathy was squealing and squirming beneath
him.  But all he could do to comfort her is to lean down, kiss her neck and
whisper in her ear.  "It's alright.  Don't worry.  Relax.  Doesn't this feel
good?"  Cathy's juices were getting all over his pubic hair and balls,
splattering all over the place every time he thrust deep inside her.
	Cathy buried her face into the pillow on the bed as Jim picked up
speed.  His scrotum swinging like a pendulum, colliding with her pubic hair.
He continued to thrust in and out of her, with more and more power, more
intensity, more fury.  Slowly, Cathy's instinct began to win the battle inside
her, taking over her body.  She was moaning and sobbing at the same time.  The
pillow muffling her sounds.  Continuing his sexual ferocity, Jim bend down
covering her body with his, and whispered in her ear,  "Do you know what it is
like to cum from a cock inside you?  You are going to like it, you little
slut.  You're going to love it.  And you'll know what it is like really soon."
	Jim continued pumping in and out of her, harder and harder, her juices
were flying everywhere.  He could feel them dripping down his thighs and
making her crotch glisten.  He whispered again.  "You are really enjoying this
aren't you?  It is okay to moan.  Take you face out of the pillow, don't
suffocate yourself.  No on will hear you but me."  Jim started pounding into
her quicker as he felt himself nearing the edge.  "Come on Cathy.  I'm going
to cum soon.  You are so nice and tight inside.  Let's cum together.  Don't
you like this?  Huh?  Talk to me!"  Cathy just shook her head and buried her
face deeper into the pillow.  She was mad and disgusted at herself for
enjoying this, for nearing the edge, and she wasn't going to let him hear her
moan.
	Suddenly, in a mad, rhythmic, pumping fury, he began to enter orgasm.
 Cathy felt it, as he collided into her with unmatched power and intensity.
Soon, she felt his warm cum inside her, five large squirts.  This pushed Cathy
over the edge and she entered her own orgasm.  The pillow muffled a little her
screams, her muscles tense.  Then she felt Jim collapsing on top of her,
panting, his cock slowly becoming flaccid.  Cathy was still sobbing; the
pillow was covered with her tears and sweat.
	Cathy stayed still for a few moments with Jim on top of her.  Then she
started squirming, trying to get him off her.  Jim rolled to one side and
looked at her naked body.  Then he grabbed her by her shoulder and forced her
to turn around to face him.  "You see.  I was right.  I knew you'd like it."
	"I hate you."  Cathy responded.  Then she pushed his hands away and
got up from the bed, running out of the room.
	Jim yelled after her, "Mom and dad won't be back for a couple of days.
 I'll be here if you want it again."  And he laughed as she ran into her room
and slammed it shut.

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