Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

Randy can’t wait to get home to see if his idea worked. Before he left for school, he hid a portable cassette recorder under his dad’s bed. He used a two-hour tape and set it to maximum record length, which should have given him four hours of recording. He only hopes that his dad and sister continued their little rendezvous in his dad’s bedroom and not Sylvia’s.

“Hey,” he says, walking into the house. Sylvia and Dad are watching TV. “How was your day?” he asks innocently.

“Great,” they both answer, not looking at each other or him.

“Good,” he says. “I’m going to change and do my homework,” he calls back over his shoulder as he heads down the hall. Checking to see that they aren’t watching, he ducks into his dad’s room and snatches his tape recorder from under the bed.

Back in his own room, he rewinds to the start of the tape. It’s pretty muffled at first and then gets clearer. Fast-forwarding, he hears Sylvia cry out for Dad to fuck her hard. That’s all he needs. He scans through the entire tape, selecting the most compromising passages. He connects his recorder to his computer and converts key excerpts from the tape into digital wave files on his hard drive. After burning an audio CD of the most incriminating parts, he waits for the right time to execute the next part of his plan. Listening to his sister and dad fuck was really hot and his cock is aching for a chance to fuck his sister.

Sylvia has had an exhausting day, both physically and emotionally. She and her daddy were able to maintain normal conversation with her mom and brother all through dinner, talking about the wedding, Chris’s arrival the next day and the success of her mom’s trip. Not long after dinner, she excused herself and went to her bedroom. Lying on her bed, with conflicting emotions running through her brain, she barely heard her brother’s knock on her door.

“Hey Sis,” Randy says, opening the door and entering his sister’s bedroom. She’s lying on her bed on her stomach and his cock stirs at the sight of her firm ass inside her skintight jeans.

“What do you want?” Sylvia asks, turning on her side and flashing an annoyed look at her brother.

“Not much, Sis,” he answers, sitting on the edge of her bed with a portable CD player in his hand. “Just a little bit of what you’re giving Dad,” he smiles.

“What are you talking about?” she says, sitting up quickly and starring into his eyes. Sylvia is flustered; she doesn’t want this conversation to be happening.

“Just this,” Randy says, pushing play on the CD player. Sylvia’s voice fills the room, “Oh fuck, Daddy! I’m cumming again! Keep fucking me hard like that! Ohhhhh fuck!” Then her dad’s voice says, “Remember the first time we did it in your ass?” Randy pushes the off button.

“Give me that, you fucking pervert.” Sylvia reaches for the CD player. This can’t be happening. Not now. It’s all over between her and Dad. She’s ready to start a new life with Chris and now her brother wants to ruin it.

“This is just highlights,” Randy says, letting her have the CD player. “Sort of a greatest hits. I have the entire tape in a safe place.” Sylvia is starring at him incredulously.

“Why?” Sylvia asks. “Why did you do this? How did you know?” She’s panicked. She tries to calm down. Her brother doesn’t hate her. Whatever he has in mind, she has to call his bluff.

“I saw you sneaking into his room last night,” Randy answers. “I watched you; you are an incredible fuck, Sis. I heard your plan for today and I did this for leverage,” Randy says, pointing at the CD player. “I want you to fuck me like you fucked Dad.”

“And what makes you think I’d even consider that?” she asks disgustedly. How can this be happening?

“Because you don’t want Mom or Chris to have a copy of this,” Randy says smugly. “And that’s what’ll happen unless you do what I want.” Would he really do it? Would her own brother ruin her life?This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Fuck you, Randy, and grow up!” Sylvia shouts, and then lowers her voice. “You’re not going to do anything with this and I’m certainly not going to be your sex slave or whatever sick perverted thing you want to call it. Now get the fuck out of here, you perverted asshole!” Sylvia pushes him towards the door.

“I’m a perverted asshole?” Randy asks incredulously. “Who’s been fucking their own father for the past four years?” Randy asks. “Think about it, Sis,” Randy says, calmly. “This could ruin your marriage, Mom and Dad’s marriage and for what? Because ‘Little miss fuck me in the ass, Daddy’ is too prim and proper to do for her brother, what she’s doing for her father,” Randy says, leaving her room and closing the door.

Fuck! That didn’t work out the way he expected. Now what? She was right. He’s not going to drop the dime on her to Mom or Chris. He just wants to fuck her. Fuck! He handled that all wrong. He wonders if there is another way to get to her. He sits at his computer and loads the wave files onto his IPOD. He’s going to listen to his sister and dad fuck while he tries to figure this out.

Sylvia is crying into her pillow. Would her little brother really give this CD to Mom? Oh god! She can’t even imagine the consequences for her family. And what about Chris? He’d never understand. She sits up and dries her eyes. She can’t take that chance. She hates giving into her brother’s blackmail but she doesn’t really have much choice. And it’s not like she’s never had casual sex and Randy is over eighteen. She’ll just do what he wants and get it over with. First, she needs to convince him that it has to be a one-time thing and happen before her marriage this weekend.

Sylvia opens Randy’s door without knocking. He’s lying on his bed listening to his IPOD. She notices a bulge in his pants and wonders if he’s thinking about her. She closes his door and walks to his bed, touching him on the shoulder, startling him.

“Hey,” Randy says, pulling the ear buds from his ears and shutting down his IPOD. His sister is just standing demurely by his bed.

“It’s not what you think, Randy,” Sylvia says. “It just happened, and then it gained momentum over time. We couldn’t help ourselves,” she says, pleading with her eyes. “You’re making it into some dirty little ass fucking thing, but it wasn’t like that.” She sits down on the bed next to him, placing her hand on his arm and locking eyes with him. “I don’t expect you to understand, but what Dad and I had was special. It wasn’t like what you’re making it into at all.” Tears are streaming down her cheeks.

“Call it what you want, Sis,” Randy says, proceeding cautiously. He expects that she may have had a change of heart and he doesn’t want to blow it. “But you’ve still been fucking your own father and now you’re caught.”

“You’re right,” she says, nodding her head. “But it’s over. Dad and I… today was the last time. I’m getting married and I want to be a completely faithful wife to Chris. So whatever you have in mind, we have to do it before Saturday, okay?” She looks at him expectantly