Unbelievable Pt. 03

Edited by WAA01

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"Hey Johnny?" Annie asked, as she rested her head in his lap as she laid along the back seat. Her eyes peered up at her little brother, enjoying how she had kept those cheeks of his to a nice shade of red for the better part of an hour. Making sure the scene where Samuel was eating his sister out against her door was clear to his eyes.

"Y-yeah," Johnny stammered as his voice cracked.

"You ever think about doing this?" Annie asked, resting the spine of the graphic comic in the valley of her 46DD breasts so he would have to gaze at them. Peering out of the corner of her left eye as she noted movement within his shorts. "So, don't you think this would be fun for us?" she asked, her thumb tapped the picture.

"Annie?!" Brandan's voice was stern but warm. He didn't want Annie pushing John too fast into things he wasn't ready for.

"What?!" Annie pouted.

"You shouldn't be asking Johnny that yet," Katherine said, as she gazed out the window as they sped down the highway. Arching an eyebrow when she could only see Ray driving; and from the look on his face it didn't take a whole lot for her to figure out what was happening in that car.

Annie saw the tick beginning to form in John's right cheek. They were still treating Johnny like he was a little kid that needed to be protected. True, they were gradually seeing the man that returned in his place, yet they didn't see the strength that it took to survive in that place like she did. "You don't mind if we're just talking do you Johnny?" Annie asked, smiling up at him, trying not to rub her thighs together. She could feel how moist she was getting, and they still had two more hours to go. Her lips puckered as John nodded. She knew he only did that to show their parents that he wasn't as weak as they thought he was. Still, she wasn't going to push her little brother no matter how much she wanted to show him what it was like to be with a woman that loved him; and she knew she had to be that woman.

"Honey don't we need gas?" Katherine said, offhandedly, noting how Bill and Wanda suddenly appeared in the back seat of her eldest son's car.

"Seems that we do," Brandan muttered as he stared down at the gauge.

John's head turned as he watched his mother walking hurriedly towards Bill's car. Only to have his attention brought back to his sister as she rose slowly off his lap. Her fingertips skimmed along his right cheek as her lips neared his.

"I love you Johnny, I hope you know that. I plan on making new memories for just the two of us," Annie whispered before she passionately kissed her brother. Her right hand slowly stroked his rod as her tongue explored the warmth of his mouth. Gently placing a loving kiss on the palm of his left hand. "Feel me Johnny," slowly pressing his hand against her right breast, "feel the breasts you sucked on," Annie said, in a wanton whisper. Her breathing began to increase as she rolled John's hand along her voluptuous orb. Biting her lower lip as she felt her hard nipple rolling along his palm. Remembering what happened when she slept in his bed. Whimpering as she tried to hold back the tide of her orgasm. If she was going to cum, she wanted her hot pussy cream to be coating his fingers and not her panties. "Johnny..." Annie peered up into his eyes, her need, her desire, her love for her brother burned brightly in the depths of her pupils. "I need you..." Her hand slowly moved his hand from her breast, down her stomach so not to startle her little brother into thinking he couldn't handle what was about to happen, and into her shorts. Hoping he liked her bald dancefloor as the palm of his hand ran along it. Noticing how her father led Bill, Wanda, and Ruth to the entrance of the store once he saw what she was doing as he pumped the gas.

"Here," Annie said, guiding his middle and index finger into her hot, wet canal. "Can't you feel how wet you make me Johnny?" Her voice stuttered as her thighs pressed together as she slowly pumped his fingers into her hot peach. "Doesn't the inside of my pussy feel good?" Annie asked, her voice was husky as her juices coated his fingers. "It's okay, if you don't want to answer Johnny. Just know how this feels. Know that you can touch me here any time you want and I'll never object," she said, her body trembling as the heel of his hand rubbed against her clit.

"Sis?" Johnny rightly didn't know what to say. Should he stop this? Was this any different than what she had done in his room? What was odd to him was that he was starting to like the feel of his fingers inside a woman's cunt.

"W-what is it?" Annie asked, biting back her moan. She knew it was only a matter of moments before she came for him.

"Why? Why me?"

"Isn't that obvious Johnny?" Annie asked, her blue-green eyes lustered in her unrequited love that burned within her chest as she gazed up at him. "I've loved you for all these years. Only those that love one another should touch each other so intimately like you and Julia once did," she said, lightly biting her lip as she made the pads of his fingers dance around her clit. Her left hand slyly pulled down the waistband of his shorts. Her eyes flared in her hunger as the bulbous crown of his nine-and-a-half-inch rod stared up at her. She dreamt of what it would be like as it glided along her tongue as she brought pleasure to that male organ. To hear her brother's moans as her tongue danced so perfectly along its length. "Now let me show you what I do for the ones I love," Annie cooed lovingly, her lips lightly plucked at his lips. "You don't mind if I take care of this, do you?" Watching his eyes flutter as her thumb teased the back of his crown. "Now you just relax and enjoy what your sweet sister will always give you," she said, her nose lightly ran down his shirt as she lowered herself to partake in that meaty tool. Her eyes glanced to the left as Ruth's hands shot to her mouth as her amber eyes stared directly at John's cock. Annie noted how Ruth's nipples stood proudly on her 38C breasts as they pressed hard against her bra. Smirking inwardly as Ruth's blonde hair was lifted by the warm spring breeze before she her attention was solely commanded by the snake that called to her.

Angling his cock downwards so John could watch as her lips glided along his shaft. Her thighs rubbed against his hand as the tip of her tongue swirled around his mushroom top. Ever since she started masturbating when she learned how addicting it was to touch her peach when she was twelve she had always imagined it was John who was bringing her such pleasures as her fingers danced and teased her labia. Now that dream was becoming a reality as she sank down the length of his shaft. How her mind was alit with glee as she finally tasted the boy -- now man -- she had loved for so long. It was everything she had hoped for as her blue-green eyes glanced up to John's face. How it warmed her heart to know she could bring elation to his face. Her ears twitched as she heard the passenger door open. Her nostrils flared at the scent of perfume as it filled the car as her head rocked on her brother's cock. The shifting of the car, and the sound of the leather as someone knelt of the passenger seat.

"Please don't mind me," Ruth said, peering over the seat as Annie eased off John's rod to look at her. Her eyes just couldn't look away from that slick cock of his. "Why am I the last one to see it or taste it for that matter?!" she asked herself, incensed that she never knew John had such a prize in his pants. "Of course with the way I've treated him I'm surprised he didn't just go to the other car as soon as I opened the door!"

"Johnny... you should be proud of what you have there," Ruth said, smiling warmly at him before her eyes flickered back down to his rod. Her ass wiggled in frustration as Annie sank back down hiding it from her gaze. She could feel her cunt throbbing with the anticipation of what it would feel like deep inside of her womanhood. "Annie?" Her grip tightened on the seat as she listened to Annie's light moaning around John's pole. Her eyes glanced up as Katherine's head sank below the dash of Bill's car, her feet propped against the left door as Ray hovered over her.

"Hmm?" Annie mumbled from around John's root.

"Does... does it taste good?" Ruth asked, seeing Brandan walking around the back of the car. Knowing they would soon be back on the road. Her cheeks heated as Wanda waved to her knowingly. Why was it that Wanda got to taste his cock and she could only watch as someone else slurped on that beast?

"Mmmhmm," Annie hummed. Her blue-green eyes gazed warmly at John as she felt his head swelling. She had staved off her own orgasm so they both could cum at the same time. She wanted her brother to know how good it could be when they both did. To have that connection with him that so few have ever managed. Annie squealed in delight as the driver's side door opened feeling her hot cream surging down her canal as her brother's cum flooded her mouth. How she loved the taste of John's cum! After so long, it was like finding the lost city of gold. To know that she was one of the few people who has ever experienced it. Her hunger filled eyes burned with her desire as her tongue licked up the back of his cock as their father slid into his seat. Giving his mushroom top one last gentle suck before winking at her brother. Making him watch as she slowly pulled out his hand from her underwear. Bringing those wet glistening fingers to her lips, she had to taste herself on John's skin. She had to know how good they tasted together.

"Sit down Ruth, I'd rather not get pulled over," Brandan said, starting the car.

"Fine," Ruth huffed listening to the light smacking of Annie's lips.

"Do you need...?" Brandan began to ask as they waited to pull out onto the main road.

"Nope, I got it all nice and clean," Annie said, smiling mischievously up at John. "Johnny?" she whispered. She wanted him to play with her some more, at least with her massive breasts.

"Y-yeah...?" Johnny muttered. Wondering why he allowed his sister to do that to him. Why it felt so good when she did? He wished he knew the answers to those questions. Swallowing hard as Annie slowly pulled up the hem of her t-shirt. Feeling renewed life returning to his now deflating cock as her 46DDs jiggled and bounced against her ribs as she pulled her shirt and bra over them.

"Play with me some more," Annie said, in a child-like voice.

"Annie?" Brandan warned sternly. He didn't say anything about what they just did, since he didn't see John freaking out, so he thought it would be okay for them to finish. Yet it felt like Annie was pushing her luck.

"What?!" Annie pouted while rolling her breasts in her hands. Teasing her little brother to allow those hands to feel their warmth. Whimpering as she gave her nipples a light tug showing him what she would be like just for him.

"Let someone else entertain him," Ruth said, peering around the side of her seat. Her heart raced as she watched the regrowth of his root; coming to life once again due to Annie's teasing.

"Nah-uh!" Annie teased as her lips ran along the underside of his rod. "Johnny's all mine," she said, planting her flag. "Shit!" Annie cursed to herself as Johnny's demeanor instantly changed. Knowing she had taken it too far. "Forgive me Johnny, I got carried away," Annie said apologetically, her hands reached up to cover her heavenly orbs only to gasp in surprise.

"This is what you wanted, wasn't it?" Johnny asked coldly, his hand covering her breast, feeling her nipple pressing into his palm. All the while, inside his mind he was taken aback by how soft, how warm, how firm her right breast was. The way her nipple rolled beneath the palm of his hand. Watching his sister's back arch slightly as he gave that round pink bud a gentle tug.

"Johnny!" Annie lightly moaned, her eyes quivering as her clit throbbed. "Please be gentle, I'm sorry. I just want to be close to you again," she said, bringing his hand up to her right cheek. Gently nuzzling it as she pressed it against her cheek. "But I hope you liked how it felt in your hand." Annie watched that cold expression change once again, only this time she saw sadness in his eyes as John looked out the window. "Johnny what is it?" Annie asked, sitting up, causing her shirt to cascade down her chest. Her hands reached behind her back unhooking her bra before pulling it out through the sleeve of her shirt. Placing it in her lap as she looked out at what held her brother's gaze.

"It's okay Johnny, you are never going back there," Annie whispered her hand gently squeezed his as the sign for the former asylum flew past them.

"Yeah," Johnny said, somberly. Hanging his head, the cries of the other inmates echoed in his head. The shrill pitch of the door hinges and the banging of the doors. The loud noise of the locks falling into place filled him with dread as his hands bunched up the fabric of his shorts.

"That place can never hurt you ever again," Annie whispered softly and lovingly into his ear as she brought her arms around him.

"That's right son, that place will never harm you again," Brandan nodded, his grip tightening on the steering wheel in his unspoken anger.

"Right," Johnny muttered. He knew they were trying, but what had happened to him would always stay with him no matter how good their intentions were. No one could ever take away the horrors, the pain, the... loss he had suffered. His eyes glanced to his left as Annie wrapped her right arm around his. Her thighs lightly pressed in on his left hand as her own covered his. Her cheek rested on his shoulder as her right hand softly rubbed his bicep. His mind flashed back to when Julia had done the same thing when he had come out of his third ECT session. While her black hair was oily and messy due to the lack of proper showers in that hell hole, she still was beautiful in his eyes, and she knew it as those green eyes would gaze at him. John always wondered how her parents took the news; were they mournful, were they angry, were they furious at the fact the place they sent their daughter to was the place that drove her to kill herself? Did they even care? If not, how he wanted to punch both of them in the face for leaving her there. He would have gladly suffered whatever pain they could inflict on him just to get her out of that place. Sighing, looking out the window, knowing wishing and dreaming of a different outcome would never change what had already happened.

"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" Annie whispered. Watching how the sun played along his face as John nodded. Holding his arm tighter against her body, while she could never banish that girl from his mind. She prayed that she could become the focal point where she would come to command his mind. Annie couldn't help but be jealous of Julia even if she was dead. Her eyes glanced up seeing her father peering at her from the rear-view mirror. Sighing in her mind, she couldn't blame Julia; her brother was a catch no matter how damaged he was. "It's okay Johnny, we'll get through this together. You're sister isn't going to leave you," Annie said, placing a warm, loving kiss on his cheek.

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In the backseat of Bill's car...

"Ray get in the back," Katherine said, as she opened the rear passenger side door. Ever since Johnny had tasted her hot peach her mind yearned to have her son thrusting his hard cock into it. Yet she knew it was too soon for that. Nonetheless, she didn't know how much longer she could keep from climbing into her son's bed and taking that cock of his and showing her son the pleasures she could bring him.

"What's wron..." Ray's words were cut off as his mother kissed him madly. His mother was never like this as her tongue rolled and twirled, and her hands clawed at his shirt. The way her hand pawed at his soft cock. Enticing it to rise to its full six-inch glory.

"Give mama her son's hard cock," Katherine purred hungrily, her mind picturing John's face on Ray. She knew it was wrong, yet she couldn't help herself. "You'll let your sweet mother take care of you, won't you?" she asked, as her fingers lowered Ray's zipper.

"Mom?!" Ray's voice stuttered as his mother slipped her hand into his pants.

"What baby? Doesn't my hand feel good?" Katherine asked, as she gently stroked her son's phallus.

"Oh God yes," Ray moaned, the back of his head rested on the back of the seat.

"You'll fuck your mother's hot, sweet pussy, won't you baby?" Katherine whispered into his ear. Her toes pushed her tennis shoes off. Her fingers danced along her covered slit as she sank down her son's body. Not that she needed any foreplay. Her pussy was sloppy wet just thinking about the time she and John would finally share together. Feeling her son's hand on the back of her head as it raised and lowered.

"Yes Mom, suck it!" Ray growled as he lavished in the sublime feeling of his mother's warm mouth.

"Yes Johnny, enjoy what your mother can give you," Katherine cooed in her mind. Her blue eyes peered up at her son as she sucked gently on his right testicle as her hand ran up and down his shaft. She knew Ray loved it when she did this to him. She did hope her son could forgive her for using him as a proxy for John. It wasn't her fault that long, hard, thick cock of his haunted her dreams. That red bulbous head taunting her to tease it, to suck on it, to lavish it with all her skill. She wouldn't be doing this out in the open if she didn't know that no one could see their car given where Bill had parked beside the rear pumps of the station. How she missed John's cock, the way it poked at the back of her throat demanding that she take it down her throat. The thickness of it as her lips glided along it as she brought pleasure to it the few times her son allowed her to experience it. Feeling Ray's thigh trembling as her tongue ran up the back of his cock. Her breath was heavy as her nose ran up her son's chest. Her lips were an inch away from his as her eyes stared into his matching eyes. "Ray. Fuck your mother," Katherine demanded, her voice carrying her need to have something hard stuffing her cunt.

Scurrying backwards, quickly undoing the button and zipper of her jeans, raising awkwardly in the back of the car as she pushed her pants and underwear to the floor. Noticing the wet spot that marred the crotch of her panties. Feeling her clit throbbing, yearning for her youngest son's lips to be wrapped around it. The top of her head pressed against the door as she laid on the seat. Her feet rested against the door as Ray knelt on the seat. Her fingers spread her wet labia open showing her son how eager her pussy was to feel his cock surging through it. "Come on Ray, and fuck your mother with that hard cock," Katherine purred as her tongue ran along her upper lip.

"Mmmhmm," Katherine nodded as her son's hands slipped beneath her shirt, running up her stomach, exposing her 32D breasts as he pushed her bra and shirt over them. "Yes Ray, God, you feel so good in mama's hot pussy," she loudly moaned as Ray sank his dagger into her hot peach.

"Damn Mom, you're so wet," Ray grunted as he thrust into her. Listening to her sex resounding in the car as his balls slapped against his mother's ass. Listening to his mother whimpering as he fondled her breasts as her folds milked his cock.

"Dang bro," Bill said, his nose wiggling at the scent of his mother's sex. "Fucking give it to her," he chuckled as he slid into the drivers seat. Arching an eyebrow as he noticed how Ruth was standing with her hands covering her mouth at the door were John was. He wondered what had caught her attention. He was equally curious as Ruth nearly jumped into the car in front of John. Turning in his seat as his mother howled as Ray pounded her. Noticing how his mother's juices were coating his seat. Reaching under the dash, hitting the trunk button, easing out of the car, and walking to the back. Unzipping the bag that contained all their towels. The car shook slightly as he closed the trunk. Resting the towel on the console as he closed his door. His fingers drummed on the steering wheel as he waited for Wanda and his father to exit the store.