Breakfast with Heather

Billy entered the kitchen, and saw Heather seated at the table eating a bowl of cereal. Their mother was nowhere to be found. When Heather saw him she stiffened in her seat. Billy sat down opposite her and asked "Where's mom?". Heather mumbled something about mom being called into work. Billy was annoyed, it delayed his plans even longer. He would have to start without her.

Heather left her half-eaten bowl and tried to rush out of the room but Billy told her to stop. She froze in the doorway and slowly turned around. Her nipples poked out of her t-shirt and the crotch of her pajama pants were damp with her juices. "You gonna go off and scratch the record, sis?" said Billy with an innocent expression. Heather shook her head. "Oh come on Heather! You think I haven't heard you at night, calling out for me?" Heather didn't say a word. They stood in silence for a moment until Heather finally said "Yes. I want-I need to masturbate."

Billy smiled and said "well, go ahead." Heather turned to leave again but Billy stopped her. "Do it. right here." Heather shouted "You're sick Billy!" He laughed and replied "You're the one who has to masturbate at just the sight of her brother! So you can drop your pants and go to work, or you can stand there and suffer!" Heather stood there in silence again. For a second, Billy thought his plan had failed and that Heather wouldn't be controlled. With shaking hands, Heather grabbed the waistband of her pants and pulled them down her waist. As she reached her crotch she had to peel them off, as they were sopping wet with her pussy-juice. Billys cock hardened as Heather slowly revealed a small tuft of brown hair and the wet lips her of pussy. She pulled the pants down to her toned thighs and, no longer embarassed, she plunged two fingers deep inside.

As she sped up, she added another finger and had to lean against the doorframe as her breath tightened and her hips bucked. She began to mutter under her breath, Billy could hear his own name in between the moans and the whines. With an animal cry her juices flew through the air and she collapsed to the floor as she came. Even after it was over, her legs kicked in the air and she still let out small noises of pleasure.

Billy stood over her with triumph and knew that his plan had worked. If he could convince the sister who damn-near hated him to masturbate right in front of him in the kitchen, then he was sure he could go further with the other people he had targeted.