House Arrest?! (Incest. Open to one female, maybe more later)

MasterYosh

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House Arrest?! (Incest. Closed for myself, sierrahughes, and debbishott)

OOC: Chad=MasterYosh, Sierra=sierrahughes, Aunt Debbi=debbishott

It all started when they left, my parents that is. They were going on vacation for a week to Las Vegas, leaving my 26 year old sister to babysit me.

"I'm 18, dammit, I don't need a badysitter!" I protested several times.

Parents didn't listen, of course they didn't. Mom still treated me like a five-year-old, and Dad always just said "Listen to your mother." My sister didn't make things any easier, bossing me around like I was an endencured servant! Ever since she came back from colledge, I've seen her in my room several times without me knowing. No clue what she's been doing, probably looking to snatch some extra money for her car.

All in all, I frequently got the short end of the stick in the household.

Anyway, back to my point. Once the parents were out of the house, my sister locks the door and gives me this very disturbing look. Like she just laid her eyes on a pair of one-of-a-kind shoes that were for free...

Then it wasn't until a few hours later, when I was watching TV on the couch in the living room. My sister comes into the room in nothing but a loose t-shirt(which she stole from me, might I add) and a thong! I didn't notice at first, I was busy watching Smackdown. That is until she crawled onto me, one hand on my crotch and the other pushing my face against her well-edowed chest.

Instinctively, I freaked out and scrambled to put safe distance between us.

"WHAT THE FUCK--?!" I shouted in complete shock.

She just laughed and then lunged at me, pinning me down on the couch cushions. Yeah, forgot to mention she took wrestling lesson and was top of her class in high-school wrestling. Me, I never did any kind of muscle training, I have what I call "noodle arms". Both me and my sister knew I couldn't outwrestle her.

I tried to wiggle my way out from under her, but to no avail as she suddenly locked her lips with mine, slipping me the tongue in the process. She pressed her lower body against my own, knowing full-well what would happen. My body knew it too, yet still went with it. My manhood started getting harder, rising up through my boxer pants.

My sister moved one of her hands down towards both of our nether-regions, she pulled cock out of my pants and moved her thong aside.

SHE WAS GONNA FUCK ME!

In sheer willpower, I somehow manage to roll to the side and send us both off of the couch and onto the floor. I frantically got loose and bolt off towards my room, intent on hiding in the sanctum that was my personal kingdom.

I bolted through my door, slamming it shut, but as I went to lock it...THE DOOR KNOB WAS MISSING?! Did she take it off while I was watching TV? I stood there in disbelief for a moment until I heard my sister call out my name in a sultry tone. I flinched then looked around the my for another route of escape from my insane sibling.

AHA! THE WINDOW!

I dove for the window, only to find it nailed shut?! "YOU CAN'T FUCKIN' BE SERIOUS?!" I screamed.

And then my bedroom door flew open, and there stood my sister.

Hi, my name is Chad, and I'm under House Arrest.
 
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Chad had his back against the nailed-shut-window, eyes frantically looking for some other chance of escape. With his sex-crazed sister standing in the doorway, there was no other way out. Unless, of course, he want to break his window and jump out. But that wouldn't end well; damn the house for being so big!
 
Sierra

"Well, well little brother, what have we here?" With one hand on the door I just pushed open and another on my hips, I stood there eying him up, smiling.

"Don't you think it's awfully rude to run off like that? I am your big sister after all." I added.

OOC: I'm just wondering, what direction you'd like to see the thread take - and what is her motivation for doing this?
 
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OOC: It can go whatever direction, I didn't have much of a direction in mind besides "younger brother gets trapped in his own house by his older sister". As per motivation, maybe she did a whole lot of experimenting in colledge. You can make up your own reason if you want to.

IC: Chad gulp nervously and said, "Look, I don't know what the hell's gotten into you, but I don't like it." He found himself up against the window as much as he could, as if there was a way he could just phase through it or something.
 
Sierra

"Look, I don't know what the hell's gotten into you, but I don't like it."

"Oh I'm sure you will like this my little brother. You will like this very much," I teased, as I remained where I was, standing at the door. Parting my legs slightly, I pulled the T-shirt around my body tightly now, and then tied a knot at the side of my waist. The shape of my large breasts propped up the from of the T-shirt, and my hardening nipples stuck out at the front. Enticing, but not too crudely.

"Don't you agree?" I brought my hand up to my right nipple, gently brushing against it. "Or would you like a better look at it?"

This time, I took a step towards Chad.
 
"You've gone off the deep end...." Chad muttered, closing his eyes tightly to avoid any chance of looking at Sierra's breasts. His hardware was clearly at full mast, but he put a hand over it to keep it down.
 
Sierra

Even though my chest was much fuller than other female wrestlers in school, there was no doubt I had the agility of my feet to count on when required. Once Chad closed his eyes I saw my opening.

Within a second I quickly made up the distance between us; but even then Chad opened his eyes for some reason, and he saw me coming...
 
As he opened his eyes, Chad saw his sister closing the gap between them. "AH!" He manuvered around her, and was now standing against his bed. "Just a bed between me and freedom...."
 
Sierra

I could feel the adrenaline rising in me, as I turned quickly on the ball of my feet. I wanted to follow up my previous lunge with another, but I decided to slow it down a little. A huntress always likes to toy around with her prey.

Now, there are a few reasons why I'm now standing in merely a T-shirt and a thong, chasing down my brother in our gargantuan mansion.
 
"What's gotten into you?!" Hands covering the tent in his pants, Chad tried to put more distance between him and his hunter. But he kinda forgot he was up against his bed, resulting in him stumbling onto his back on it.
 
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Sierra

My mind had been running through this for the past week. Or maybe even longer. I wasn't good with dates.

But it first came about when I was over at Jenny's, a get-together with the girls. We used to be pretty wild during our college days, and it had been some time since we last got together. As always, trouble brews when the five of us gather, and during one of the rounds of old 'Truth or Dare', I was dared to make my moves on my little brother. Apparently my sisters have been eying him for a couple of years already, and now that he was fully 18 they thought he should deserve to go through the rites of passage, and no less from his own sister.

Of course, that alone would not have been sufficient. I didn't think I would go ahead with it anyway. Not to mention "making my moves" can be rather ambiguous. I could always flirt harmlessly and then pass it off as my dare with my sisters none the wiser.


I shook my head slightly as I watched him attempt to move away from me awkwardly. It was a little amazing that he was already 18, and yet still behaved like he was much younger. I'd expected a much less averse reaction, and felt somewhat insulted that he'd pushed me away. I don't think I was really going to fuck him, was I?
 
Chad found himself somewhat confused. He looked at Sierra, an eyebrow raised, she could've easily taken him right there yet there she stood as if going over something in her head. "Oooooooh, this better not be another one of those dares! There's gonna be hell to pay if it is."

Then again, it was an empty threat, he stood no chance in a grudge match against Sierra; sad to say.
 
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Sierra

So it wasn't just the dare. The reason why Mom and Dad had assigned me to babysit him was because they found out about his porn watching. Which wasn't that much of a surprise, considering his age. It did make me wonder a little, about how much social life he was having outside. I guess this was a good opportunity to get to know my little brother a little better. If you know what I mean.

I took another step towards him. I could have ended it earlier if I wanted to, I was sure. He didn't have enough in him to pull something off against me. But I wanted him to make the first move, and fail. I could feel a smile creeping up the side of my lips, just thinking about it.
 
"Maybe, just maybe, if I make the first move...."

Chad sat up and lunged at his sister, intent on grappling her to the floor through the art of surprise. Sure, he had a 2.579345 percent chance of success; but it was better than just giving up.
 
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Sierra

And it wasn't because they wanted me to stop him from watching porn. I would say that my parents and I had a bit of an unusual relationship, if you could call it that. It first happened when I was 19, and Mother walked in on me masturbating. It was a little awkward for the few moments, but Mother took me totally by surprise when she offered to teach me the ropes. Let's say it ended with me discovering a side of me I didn't know I had.

Things got a little hot for awhile. An incestuous and homosexual relationship just seemed to cross all the boundaries, but it was clear that both of us enjoyed one another. But it was only the beginning.


He made a lunge at me. I thought twice about actually letting him connect with me; I wanted to see where he would go after that. But my instincts took over and in a swift side-step I helped him on his way face-first onto the ground. I hoped it wasn't too harsh.
 
Of course, just because I have arms no stronger than twigs, didn't mean I was clumsy!

Chad cursed mentally as he saw the floor coming to greet him face-to-face. Since his arms were already out in front of him, they took most of the heat and cushion his fall somewhat. As he landed, he did a sort of breakdance-ish type move and swung his legs in an attempt to throw Sierra off her feet.

Hey, I made the first move, might as well....
 
Sierra

Things got really complicated, but in a way I was glad that I was shipped off to college soon after. At least I was comforted by the fact that their marriage seemed to take a turn for the better since *that* episode, and not to the contrary. But that was another story for another day.

There was one last reason though.


I let his sweeping leg catch mine, but only so that I had the momentum to do a backward roll. I had to admit sweeping kicks were not always the easiest to avoid, but fortunately for me this was an amateur at work.

"You're taking this too seriously little brother, you might get hurt," I said in between breaths.
 
"You're the one *pant* who started it! *breath*" Chad replied curtly, scrambling to his feet as he tried to catch his breath somewhat. He put his hands up in a defensive position, adreniline pumping through his veins. "One last move before I make my run for it..." he thought.
 
Sierra

I could barely stifle a laugh when I thought of how he'd be greeted when he did try to make a dash out of the room. While my methods were a little extreme, at least I would be able to limit his mobility for just a while yet. Not that he was going anywhere in this large mansion. Even if he did make it out of the house he still had 600 yards of lawn to cover before he could reach the main gate. He'd never outrun me in that distance.

The last reason being - Chad was not my blood brother.

Now I took up the initiative as I began to sense either hope or desperation building within my little brother - neither of which was good for me. I made a dash towards him, but instead of a head-on lunge and grab I did another side-step and reached around his neck...
 
Chad, on the other hand, did lunge forward and was totally caught off-guard by his sister's side-step. He felt Sierra's hand slipping around his neck, and that's when it hit him.

She caught me.
 
Sierra

Once I got near enough, and got a good grip, it was all pretty routine. I wasn't expecting him to know how to counter this, and once I got my other arm beneath his armpits I pushed his arms up and outwards, over his head as I threw off the centre of his balance.

A few moments and groans later, I had his hands pinned to either side of his head as my thighs straddled the middle of his chest.

I was the one who was adopted.
 
So here I was, being held prisoner in my own home by my own sister, and now she dominating me, sitting ontop of me while pinning me down on my own bed.

Chad had no idea how, but he knew immediately what the result was. He was helpless and wide open, defeated by his sister. He tried to struggle, futily, of course, but Sierra was too strong.

He looked up at her, an expression of both anger and helplessness on his face. "..."
 
Sierra

"Ooohh," I cooed in his face as I slid my body downwards, and felt his hardness against the cheeks of my ass.

"Seems like someone here is acting tough, even when his body obviously feels otherwise," I chuckled, and then stole another kiss from him, pecking him softly on his lips.
 
Chad growled and shook his head, he knew she was right, but he couldn't exactly control his second head. "Damn it..." was all he said, his face growing slightly pink with natural embarassment.

His shaft was pulsing, brushing against Sierra's ass, and wanting out and then in and then out, and so on and so forth. It didn't really pay much mind to what Chad wanted.
 
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