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Tim sat spralled on the couch. He was home from college for the summer, and was taking full advantage of his time off. He was sipping a coke, and watching television. The 23-year-old college student was waiting, waiting for his younger sister to come home from school. She was just 18, and 5 years younger than him, and put on a show of being an innocent brainy student, who always got good grades, and never stepped out of line. As a matter of fact they were not really related, and looked nothing alike. Tim's father had married her mother, making them step siblings. He hadn't lived at his fathers much, but had been around enough to know what he had seen the night before was not like her. He knew as well as anyone, that she prided herself on being a virgin. Or so she said. Not according to what he saw last night. His father and Diana, his step mother had gone out to some party, and Tim's friends had all bombed out on him, leaving him nothing to do. He had gone to the Gym to lift for a couple of hours, and then headed home thinking to go for a swim, in the family's inground pool. What he saw as he came round the house would stay in his mind for the rest of his life. The first thing he saw was the unmistakeable figures of fred and Bill, his two best friends, the ones who had blown him off that night. This was strange in and of itself. They were both just standing on either side of a deck chair. And then he had seen it. There was a woman between them, it was obvious by the movement of bill's hips, he was plowing the woman from behind, and the woman was obviously sucking fred's cock. As if this all wasn't bad enough, as he watched stunned, Bill pulled out and began to spray come back and ass cheeks. The woman pulled off Freds cock to scream out her orgasm, before inhailing his cock oncemore, and then pulling off to let him spray come all over her face. He was shocked, at what a nimpho, and a slut this woman was. He wondered why of all places would his buddies be tagteaming a girl in his back yard. However it all became too clear to him when the girl sat up panting and massaging fred's come into her perfect tits, it was his sister. His baby sister, even if they weren't related, he still thought of her as his sister. He couldn't believe it, he was so much in shock that all he could do was stand there, his cock hard in his pants at the sight he had just witnessed.
Now, he had to confront her, had to scold her for doing such a thing, had to accuse her of lying to everyone had to...
Why did the fact that she had looked damn sexy with the come drying on her keep slipping back into his mind. She was his sister, wasn't she? Well technically no she wasn't, she had no blood tighs to him, and to tell the truth she had really blossomed when he was away at school. Where had she grown those breasts from? She used to be a skinny kid, now...
He couldn't keep thinking of this. Or could he, he didn't know what he was going to say to her, but something had to be said. He wondered if he should tell their parents what he had seen. They were so proud of "Their baby girl." Even his father, it was disgusting. It would make him smile to ruin her like that.
He thought he heard a car pull up in the driveway, and casually kept sipping his coca-cola, not wanting her to think anything was out of the ordinary.
Images of himself intimidating her flashed through his mind, after all, he was a bit imposing at 6'2" and muscled from restling in college, and lifting weights.
The idea of making her beg not to tell his parents what he saw actually made him smile. He ran a hand through his short brown hair as he waited. His blue eyes flicked to the door and then back to the television as he waited, anticipating her entrance into the house.
 
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Samantha had always been the good girl in everyone's eyes. Everyone thought she was that shy, brainy girl who always got good grades, never did anything wrong, never stepped out of line, did what she was told... She had been a year or two a go, but now she was just sick of that image she kept getting labled with. She wasn't out to prove anything as such she just no longer cared about trying to keep up the good girl attitude. If people didn't like it then quite frankly they could go fuck themselves. Sammy just wasn't having it.

She locked her car, and made for the front door. She knew her brother would probably be home and lounging around on the couch or something, and subsiquently probably wouldn't bother her. Kicking off her shoe she closed the door and made for the stairs, sweeping her lushous brunette locks out of her striking sky blue eyes.

She had work to do ... even if she didn't want that "good girl" image, she wasn't going to sacrifice her grades for it. She'd worked to hard for them, and was set to get into a pretty decent college if she kept her grades like this for the rest of the year. Oh sure it was the summer and you weren't really supposed to have anything to do, but Sammy was just going to kept revising, making sure she didn't slip.

Pushing open her bedroom door, Samantha, slumped down on her bed for a second. She was actually quite tired ...
 
Tim heard Samantha enter the house, and immediately go up the stairs. Was she avoiding him? He thought to himself, no, she couldn't know he had seen, she obviously had work to do, and wouldn't even come say hello to him. Getting up, he decided he needed an excuse to speak with her. He got up and quickly went to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of coke, and headed for the stairs. An older brother could bring a soda to his sister, couldn't he?
He walked up the stairs and stopped at her door, the first on the right, the room just before his. He moved into the doorway and beheld his sister lounging on the bed. He stood in the doorway, not saying anything, but waiting for her to aknowledge his presence, he knew that she knew he was there.
 
Sammy rolled her head around, to look at her step-brother standing in her door way. Sighing she sat up on the edge of her bed and looked him in the eye.

"Alright Tim?" She asked, wondering what he was standing silently in her doorway for, "That soda for me?"

She had no clue that he had seen her with his friends. She didn''t think any one knew apart from her Bill and Fred, besides that was too good and day to even worry about it. If something was that good then how could it be wrong.

"Any reason for silently standing at my door while I try and rest?"
 
"Yeh, the soda's yours." he said stepping forward to hand it to her, he then took a step back, making sure he stood between her and the door. "Samantha Rose, we need to talk." he said in a rather cool tone of voice. His hot anger was flashing inside him, but he kept it out of his face and posture as he stood at ease in front of her, stairing down at her.
 
"Thank you bro." Sammy said, with a friendly smile on her face. She had never feel anything ill towards her brother, she was kind to him, and loved him like any sister would. Never the less she didn't not like his words, sure his tone was just a cool and collected as always, but he just never called her 'Samantha Rose' ...

She put her soda down on her bedside table and looked up into her brothers eyes, "Whats wrong?"
 
Tim resisted the urge to glare. "Oh I'm alright, are you sore?" he asked sounding almost bitter. "Afterall one who takes such a pounding shouldn't by rights be even able to walk without being bowlegged." he said with a dark chuckle. "So, the innocense is just an act then eh?" he said, still keeping his anger in check. as he waited to see her reaction.
 
"I'm ... you what now?" She said, double taking on his words. She truly didn't know what he was on about, this innocence, right at this second at least, wasn't just an act.

"Seriously ... are you drunk or something? I'm still the same sister you've always had..."
 
The same sister I've always had, who just happens to be into threesomes, and is fucking my two best friends?" he said acidly. Come on Samantha don't play dumb with me. "O was I imagining things?" he said mockingly.
 
It finally hit her, what he was on about. Oh shit, were her exact thoughts, he wasn't supposed to know about that whole thing. Oh now she was in trouble ... she was sure of it. Her brother, while usually a calm sort of guy, really could take things badly when he wanted to.

She shrugged at him, deciding to play uncaring ... but it didn't hold up...

"And how old am I now Tim?" she said crossing her arms and looking his dead in the eyes again, "I have a right to do who I fucking want to you know!" The anger in her voice clear by now.
 
Samantha!" he glared now, "They're my best friends, hell you might as well fuck me, they're as close as brothers to you as I am." he said trying to make her feel guilty for it. "You play like your some pretty good girl, you're just a litle slut, samantha the little slutty whore." he said his words cold and rather mean.
 
"Ugh ... okay thats one image I could have done with out ..." She said screwing her face up a little at his words. How could she feel guilty about what she had done? It was so wonderful, how could it be as wrong as he was making it out to be?

She stood upon his next words, her hands balling into fist at her sides and she glared at him, "You did not just call me that!" She shouted, "How can I be a bloody whore or a slut when I've ony had two guys in my entire life? Your over reacting you idiot ... We were just having some fun ... lighten up!"
 
And how am I supposed to lighten up, when I am getting no action, and my best friends are blowing me off to fuck my baby sister.
 
"Oh I dunno ..." Sammy began, mocking her brother, "Go clubbing or something ... I hear College parties are good for picking up sluts!"

So all his anger was about the simple fact that he wasn't getting any, and she was? That was simply pathetic in her mind. Despite her feelings toward him at present, he was her brother, sort of, and she loved him, she knew that of he tried he could get himself a girl.

"Tell me what the big deal is?" She glared at him some more, "It was just the one time for gods sake ... I'll make sure they don't blow you off next time" she added, mocking him once again.

"I'm tired of the whole good girl thing, Tim..." she said, turning to look out of her window with a deep, longing sigh.
 
"Well I think dad and your mom will love to hear that you're sick of the goodgirl image." he said smirking. "Thrilled indeed. wonder for how long they'll ground you." he said with a smirk.
 
"Woah Woah Woah ... Hold it right there" Samantha said, stepping back up to her step-brother. "You wouldn't dare?"
 
"Oh? and what's to stop me?" he said with a chuckle, "You don't have dirt on me, I could bust you, and you wouldn't even have amo to get me back with. So why shouldn't I tell them?"
 
"Because ... Because I'd ..." Okay he had her there ... she had nothing on him. If he was trying to blackmail her into doing something for her then he was going about it the right way. If he was wanted to she her sqwirm in discomfort, he was doing a good job.

"Don't tell them ..." Her voice quieter now, she'd be beaten ...
 
"Why shouldn't I tell them?" he reiterated, "Pissed me off enough I should. Unless you can come up with a good reason why I shouldn't." he said.
 
She looked him nervously in the eyes, wondering when he would just come out with his demands.

She pressed herself up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, making sure he could tell from her expessions that she was telling to whole truth, and nothing but, as it were.

"I don't have a good reason ... But I'll do anything if you just don't tell them"
 
Define anything." he said calmly, surprised at her closeness, there was not but sever handfuls of inches between their faces.
"What are you willing to do to keep this a secret?" he asked cooly. He knew what kind of position he was putting her in, and strangely it excited him. He knew his father would be furious with her, and her mother would do nothing to protect her little girl from his wrath as it were, there was no telling what he might do.
 
Samantha knew exactly what her parents were like. Thats what was scaring her about this encounter if she told them she didn't know what they would do to her. Ground her for life? Definately very possible... Throw her out of the house? Again she wouldn't put it passed them.

"I said anything Tim, I mean it!" She said, pleading with him, almost short of getting down on her knees and begging, "You know what they'd do if they found out ..."
 
"How about some of what they got yesterday?" he said softly, looking her straight in the eyes his gaze compelling her to not look away.
 
Look away she did not, but let him know her feelings...? Oh, she definately did. "Eww god, your my fucking brother ... step brother what ever ... it doesn't matter" She punched him lightly in the chest. "Get lost already!"
 
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