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Archive name: soprano3.txt (Fm, inc, blkmail, TV-parody)
Authors name: Dr. XXX (Address withheld by request)
Story title : Sopranos: All the Family Business - 3

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The Sopranos: All the Family Business - 3
by Dr. XXX (Address withheld by request)

***

Parody of the HBO mob drama. In this, the third chapter, 
Anthony Jr. discovers illicit drugs in his sister 
Meadow's bedroom. Meadow offers him a "deal" not to tell 
anyone.

***

Chapter 3

Anthony Soprano Jr. was playing a game on his computer 
when his mom yelled through his bedroom door.

"Anthony, you better be doing homework in there."

"I'm working on my history paper," Anthony lied, as he 
blew away pig-faced monsters with a rocket launcher.

"I want to see it when it's done."

"Shit," said Anthony under his breath.

"I heard that."

Anthony heard his mother's footsteps walking away down 
the hallway. He clicked off of his video game and clicked 
back onto his barely-begun paper on the French 
revolution. He stared at it morosely for a minute and 
wished he had a joint to help him through his boring 
homework. 

His sister, Meadow, usually kept a stash of weed in her 
bedroom. He wasn't sure where she hid it but he knew she 
had some in there somewhere. She wasn't home right now. 
He could probably sneak into her room and find it. Meadow 
would never miss just one little doobie.

He opened the door to his room and listened down the 
stairs for his mom. He heard her in the kitchen, talking 
on the phone. He tiptoed quietly down the hall towards 
his sister's room.

"Well what am I supposed to do with these veal steaks?" 
Carmela was yelling at her husband on the phone.

"Put 'em in the fridge," said Tony, I'll fry 'em when I 
get home."

"At three a.m?" said Carmela, snappishly.

"Carmela, I gotta do this. You know my fucking job. Now I 
gotta go meet Paulie, I'll see you tonight."

He hung up the phone. Carmela knew it was pointless to 
argue with him about his late nights and his 
secretiveness. She knew what he was when she married him. 
Still, she wished he was home more often than he was. 
With all of his odd hours and his bimbos, they weren't 
having much of a sex life any more.

The front door opened and closed. A few seconds later 
Meadow walked into the kitchen. She was wearing a mini-
skirt and a short black top which showed her navel. 
Carmela shuddered.

"Is that how you go out of the house? Do you know what 
you look like?"

"Mom, don't start, please."

"I can't imagine what your father would say."

"I can."

"Well, supper's going to be in about an hour. Your father 
won't be here."

"When is he ever?" said Meadow as she turned and walked 
away towards the stairs.

Anthony had found the pot easily. It was in her underwear 
drawer under a pile of panties. He also found a baggie of 
some sort of pills. They had cartoon drawings of a 
smiling sun on them. Anthony had never seen Ecstasy 
before, but he was sure that this was it. Their parents 
would hit the roof if they knew she was taking this shit. 
They didn't like the pot, but ECSTASY, Jesus. They would 
kill her.

Anthony had already extracted a conveniently pre-rolled 
joint from the marijuana baggie and was stuffing both 
bags back where he found them when a red pair of panties 
caught his eye. Four weeks earlier Anthony had 
accidentally caught his sister changing out of her 
clothes in the laundry room. She had been waiting for an 
outfit to get dry, and had not heard him come home. 
Anthony had gone down to the basement to get a case of 
cokes from pantry down there. When he passed by the 
laundry room, she was taking off her pants. She was bent 
over, her ass to the door, her blue jeans down to her 
ankles. 

Her red panties had clung tightly to her behind. He could 
see the crack of her ass. He could see the creased mound 
between her legs. Anthony had never given one moment's 
thought to his sister in a sexual way, but all of a 
sudden he was as turned on as he could ever remember 
being. When she stepped out of her pants and stood up he 
could see that she was topless. She turned slightly to 
the side and he could see her breasts, her pointy brown 
nipples.

Meadow had looked up then and seen him.

"What are you looking at?" she barked at him, covering 
her tits with one arm.

"Nothing, I was just getting some...cokes."

Anthony had rushed away, embarrassed. 

Meadow had not seemed to think much of the incident and 
had not mentioned it since. Anthony, on the other hand, 
could not get it out of his mind. Much as he tried to 
suppress it, the image of his sister's panty clad behind 
was burned into his brain. It was an image which had 
started to creep into his thoughts when he masturbated. 
Furiously beating his meat, he would see her bent over 
the washing machine. He saw himself fucking her from 
behind. He mentally did everything to her; fucked her 
ass, fucked her mouth, ate her pussy out.

After he ejaculated, he was always ashamed and 
embarrassed. He always promised himself he would banish 
those thoughts forever, always to no avail.

Now, looking into her underwear drawer, he saw the very 
same red panties. Not really sure what he was doing, 
Anthony picked them up from the drawer and held them up. 
He pressed them to his face and inhaled. He smelled 
nothing but fabric softener.

The door opened, scaring the shit out of him. Meadow 
entered the room. She stood there stunned for a moment, 
trying to process the sight of her little brother 
sniffing her panties. Anthony, paralyzed, said nothing. 
He just stood there frozen with the incriminating undies 
in his hands.

"First of all," Meadow said finally, "What are you doing 
in my room? Second of all, what the FUCK are you doing 
with my underwear?

"N...nothing...I was..."

"You were what?"

"I was looking for some bud."

"That doesn't answer my second question."

Anthony shrugged.

"Did you find the weed?"

"Yeah, and that's not all I found."

"Shit" said Meadow, "don't tell mom and dad about the E 
ok?"

"I don't know," said Anthony, "That's pretty serious 
stuff, Meadow."

"Damn right it is," said Meadow, "Dad would fucking kill 
me."

Anthony shrugged again

"All right," said Meadow, "what do you want to keep 
quiet? You want money? Weed? Go on, take the whole bag."

Anthony looked down at the floor.

"Well then, what the fuck do you want?"

She looked again at the red panties in his hand and 
grimaced.

"Those are the panties I was wearing when you were 
peeping at me."

"I wasn't peeping."

"Yes you were. You think I didn't know you were there? I 
knew."

Meadow smiled slyly.

"I know what you want."

"What do I want?"

"You want to see under my skirt?"

Anthony flushed.

"You won't see any panties, though. I'm not wearing any."

Meadow coyly lifted the hem of her short skirt, showing 
him the side of her thigh.

"Wanna see the rest?"

"Yes."

"Promise you won't say anything about the X?"

"I promise."

Meadow slowly raised the skirt to expose her furry brown 
triangle. Anthony stared, breathing heavily. Meadow 
grinned at him

"Pervert, I'm your sister for God's sake...wanna feel 
it?"

"Ok."

Anthony stepped forward. Meadow reached back to close the 
door behind her. She took her brother's hand and guided 
it between her legs. He clumsily groped her shaggy 
crotch, feeling for the moist, dark lips of her pussy, 
finding them, trying to insert a finger.

Meadow sighed at his ineptness.

"Like this," she said taking his finger and gliding it in 
circles around her hooded clit, "just like that."

She reached over and felt his crotch through his pants. 
She squeezed, feeling his erection.

"You've got a hard-on," she said smugly.

"So."

"So take it out. Let me see it."

"You take it out."

"Ok."

Meadow undid her brother's pants and slid them down. His 
boner poked out rudely through his underwear. She pulled 
down his briefs and his rigid dick popped free. She took 
his cock in her hands and stroked it.

"You've got a nice penis," she said. 

"I do?"

"Sure you do. It's nice and big."

She grinned at him, "Do you want me to suck it?"

"Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm horny. Can't you feel how wet my pussy is?"

"Ok," said Anthony, "suck it."

"Pervert," said Meadow, "I can't believe you're asking 
your own sister for a blow-job."

With that she knelt and went down on him.

It was too much for Anthony. Her hot, wet mouth, her 
swirling tongue. She vigorously gobbled his cock, sucking 
him deeply and hungrily. He came very quickly, 
ejaculating hot thick gouts of semen into his sister's 
mouth. She drank her brother's load without gagging. He 
did not lose his erection.

When she had thoroughly drained his cock, she leaned back 
on her hands and looked up at him, licking some excess 
goo from her lips.

"Have you ever gone down on a girl?" she asked.

"No."

"Well you're about to learn how." Said Meadow

She removed her top and dropped it beside her. She pulled 
off her skirt and tossed it. Now she was wearing nothing 
but a pair of brown sandals. She leaned back, naked, on 
the floor and spread her legs.

Anthony crawled down between her legs and began to lick 
up and down her furry crack. She coached him on what to 
do, on what not to do. He was a natural, lapping at her 
moist, dark vulva, sucking gently at her clit. He pushed 
his tongue inside her cunt and tasted the hot pink flesh 
within. Meadow squirmed and moaned and humped her hairy 
box against his face. 

"My ass," she directed "put your tongue in my ass.

Anthony ran his tongue down the crack of his sister's 
ass. She raised her hips as he separated her buttocks, 
searching out her puckered brown anus. He licked around 
her sphincter. He probed her twitching bunghole with his 
tongue. Meadow came hard, masturbating her pussy while 
her brother rimmed her asshole.

Meadow was lying, panting, splayed on her back. She 
looked up to see her brother, up on his knees, poking the 
swollen head of his cock against her slit. She took hold 
of his dick and guided him inside her. He began to hammer 
away at his sister's juicy pussy.

"Pervert, fucking your sister, this is incest you know."

Anthony pistoned away without answering.

"You can't come inside me. I'm not on the pill."

A few seconds later, Anthony pulled his engorged 
twitching organ from her snatch and splattered her face 
and tits with hot spunk. She helped him milk his cock 
until it was dry. It was also still hard.

"Jesus Christ," said Meadow, "don't you ever run out of 
steam?"

Anthony shrugged.

"Wanna fuck me in the ass?" asked Meadow, smiling up at 
him.

"Hell yeah."

Meadow turned around onto her stomach... and waited.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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