You want her to be more than your .

You want nothing more than to punish your slutty sister for trying to cum in between you and Cindi. The problem is, you know you would never be able to stop. She is just too good at pissing you off. You want more for her. Maybe you even want more from her.

Emma pulls her panties from your mouth using her teeth and stops sliding against your shaft just before you burst. You feel her grip on your arms slacken slightly, and you know this is your cue to toss her off of you and pounce on her pussy or beg for her plastic prick. Instead, you pull her closer so her ear slides against your plump, panting lips. "I'm sorry." Emma doesn't want to hear it, and she squirms to get free, but this time you're ready for her. You wrap your arms around her tight and your legs tighter and keep whispering, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I'm sorry, Emma. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"SHUT UUUUUUP!" Emma's scream almost ruptures your ear drums and she scrambles free. She sits back down, pulling her knees to her chest to hide her shame as if it just hit her that she's naked except for a strap on and trying to seduce her brother(?). "Just shut the fuck up! I don't want to hear 'sorry'. All that means is, 'I think you're dumb enough to let me fuck you again after I pumped and dumped you for the umpteenth time'. And you don't even want to fuck me, so what's the deal with that?!"

You want to dry the tears streaming down her face, but you don't want to scare her away. You sit up, but stay where you are. You look her in the eyes, and completely unguarded share, "Are you kidding?! I want to fuck you so hard your teeth fall out. Then I want you to fuck me so hard I get pregnant and we have some chinless children." She giggles at your cracked call back and you continue, "I shouldn't want to fuck you...I guess. Maybe I shouldn't want any of the things that make me feel so good lately. I sure as fuck shouldn't want to date you, especially since I asked the Cuntcicle to try to thaw out and take a week to see if we can all be human someday. But I do. And I'm sorry."

Emma leans forward and so do you. There is an impassible gulf of inches between you. She sniffles, "But...I loved you SNIFF first. I just wasn't BUH brave enough. If you had just asked MUH MUH me first, we could be the ones falling in love. I have SNNRT pretty stuff inside me too maybe. Underneath SOB all the cum SNIFF and bile SNNRT and...AAAAAAAAAAH!" She screams and sobs and suddenly she's in your arms and you are holding her tight, kissing her tears away as fast as she can cry them.

"It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I can hold you all night if that's what you need. And tomorrow? Who know's? Yesterday I woke up a bullied boi who didn't know who he was. Today I woke up a sex **** and got promoted to first date and first base. Tomorrow? Tomorrow we can be anyone. And we will both go see Cindi and figure out who we are together." Emma keeps crying and true to your word, you keep holding her, long into the night and long after you both fall into sweet slumber.

Fleeting questions hound you down the fall to sleep. Can you be more than a brother to Emma? Can you be more than a curiosity to Cindi? Will you be able to capture either of their hearts? Can you really share your own? Who are you? What are you? What do you want? Who do you want?