Rape Stories

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MELISSA'S TRIBULATION III

Melissa was sitting alone in the Red Lion Pub in Greenwich. She took a sip of the vodka she had ordered and gazed out the window. Her body ached terribly from the abuse she had suffered over the last two days. It was hard for even Melissa to comprehend what had actually happened to her.

Yesterday, she had been repeatedly raped by her own brother and four of his friends in London. As a result of that, she had come to Greenwich today to clear her head and think. Unfortunately, she ran into three American sailors who had other ideas for her. After they had each raped her, they had tied her down and gagged her, leaving her in the woods while they went to a pub. During the time that they were gone, a stranger had come across Melissa, and instead of helping her, he had also raped her and left her as he had found her. When the sailors returned, she was raped twice more before managing to escape.

"Mind if I sit down, luv?"

Melissa looked up to see the barmaid who had served her. She shook her head "no" and went back to staring out the window. The barmaid sat in the chair across the small table from Melissa.

"My name's Dani." She looked questioningly at Melissa.

"Melissa." she answered the unasked question.

"Nice to meet you, Melissa. I just thought I'd see if you're alright. Not feeling too well, are you?"

Melissa glanced at the barmaid, then went back to staring out the window.

"Look," Dani said softly, "this may not be any of my business, but you look like bloody hell!"

"Gee, thanks." Melissa muttered.

"No offence intended. But really. Look at yourself. Your eyes are swollen and puffy from crying, your hair is matted down, there are two buttons missing from your blouse, your trousers are grass stained and you've no shoes on."

"Okay. So I'm not a neat person."

"I've got some experience with this, luv. Quite a bit of experience, actually. I can tell when a girl has been raped."

Melissa stared at her, not knowing what to say. Was it that obvious? Did everyone in the pub know?

"Easy, luv. None of the blokes in here are smart enough to recognize the signs. It's just between us."

"Okay," Melissa replied, "it happened. It's over. I just want to go home."

"Where's home?" Dani asked.

"London. I've a return ticket on the tour boat."

"Are you sure you want to take the boat in the condition you're in? And what about the tube when you get to London?"

"I don't seem to have much choice, now do I?" Melissa said.

"I let a small cottage just outside of town." Dani told her. "It's an easy walk. You're welcome to spend the night. Get a shower, clean up some, a good nights sleep. In the morning, we can get you something decent to wear."

"I'm a stranger. Why do you want to help me?"

"I told you. I've some experience with this." Her look was far away. Then a smile returned to her face. "Besides, us girls have to stick together, don't we?"

"It does sound appealing." Melissa sighed. "I can't tell you how tired I feel."

"Then it's settled. As soon as I finish my shift, we can leave." Dani smiled and stood up, then pointed at Melissa's glass. "I'll get you another, on the house. You look like you could use it."

By the time Dani finished work, Melissa had consumed three large vodkas. Since she had not eaten all day, she felt quite light-headed.

"Ready to go?" Dani asked with a smile.

"Ready." Melissa replied as she rose unsteadily to her feet. Dani took her by the arm and guided her out the door. In not quite twenty minutes, they had arrived at Dani's small cottage. Unlocking the door, Dani lead Melissa inside.

"Not so big, but I call it home." Dani said as Melissa looked around. They were in a small sitting room furnished with a couch, two chairs and a coffee table. There was a book case against the wall with a cheap print hanging to either side. A doorway directly across from them opened onto a small kitchenette. To the right were two more doors, one leading to the bedroom, the other to the bath.

"It's very nice." Melissa told Dani.

Dani smiled. "It serves it's purpose. That's the bathroom. I'll get you a towel and a nightgown."

Dani disappeared into the bedroom. In less than two minutes, she returned with a large fluffy towel, a white nylon nightgown and a pair of white nylon knickers.

"We're near the same size." Dani told her. "These should fit reasonably well."

"Thank you." Melissa smiled. "I don't really know what to say."

"Then say nothing. Shampoo and conditioner are on the shelf in the shower. Soap is in the dish."

Melissa stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. She removed her soiled blouse and trousers and inspected herself in the mirror. Dani was right. She did look like bloody hell. Turning on the shower, she adjusted the water temperature to be as hot as she could stand it and stepped in. Picking up the soap, she lathered and rinsed three times, trying to get the feeling of being dirty off of her. She then shampooed and rinsed her hair twice. Turning off the water, Melissa stepped out onto the bathmat and picked up the towel.

After towels off, she picked up the hair dryer and brush from the sink and dried her hair. When she was done, she dressed in the underwear and nightgown that Dani had supplied. The white nylon gown was a near perfect fit, somewhat low cut in the front and mid thigh in length. It hugged Melissa's body as if made for her.

Melissa opened the door and stepped into the small sitting room. Dani was sitting in one of the chairs wearing a silk robe, her legs curled under her and a book in her lap.

"Feeling better?"

"Much." Melissa replied.

"I made you a sandwich." Dani said, nodding towards the coffee table. "I'd be willing to wager that it's been ages since you've eaten."

"You'd win that wager." Melissa said, as she sat down. Next to the sandwich was a large glass of milk. "You do seem to understand, don't you?"

"I told you, I have experience."

"You?" Melissa asked softly.

Dani nodded. "I was fifteen years old. Still a virgin. I'm not even sure how many of them there were. They did everything to me that you can think of, and some things that you probably can't. I guess I understand how much a little kindness can mean sometimes."

"I'm sorry." Melissa said.

"Forget about it. It was a long time ago. Now eat your food." Dani smiled at her.

They sat in silence while Melissa ate. She hadn't realized how hungry she had been.

"Would you like anything else?" Dani asked when Melissa had finished.

"No, thanks. That was plenty."

"Listen. I know that right now you feel like you can never, ever talk about what happened. You just want to push it to the back of you mind and bury it. But take it from me, don't keep it bottled up. It's no good for you. Find someone to tell. It's really the best thing."

"I'll try, Dani. But I think it will take a long time. I'm not sure that I could stand seeing the pity in a person's eyes while I told them what happened."

"Well, give it some thought, just the same. And now, let's get you to bed. A nights rest will help."

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It was late afternoon and Melissa was on the tour boat, watching the shore pass by as it slowly made it's way up the Thames toward London. Dani, the stranger who had become a dear friend overnight, had supplied Melissa with fresh underwear, socks, jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. Melissa had promised to keep in touch and to contact Dani if she needed anything.

She thought how strange it was that some people were so evil and heartless while others gave so freely of themselves. Even after what Dani had been through herself, she had refused to become either cynical or self serving. Melissa wondered if she would be able to deal with her own experience as well as Dani.

The tour boat docked at Westminster Pier and Melissa stood up to disembark. As she crossed the pier and began climbing the steps, she wondered at how it seemed absolutely ages since she had left London rather than just one day. It seemed as if she were returning after a long, long journey.

Entering the Underground station, Melissa made her way to the platform for the train that would take her home. As she boarded the train, she wondered what her apartment would seem like when she got there. If the familiar streets of London seemed strange, would her own apartment seem alien as well?

The train slowed to a stop at Melissa's station. As the doors sighed open, she stepped onto the platform and turned to the exit. The sun was just starting to go down while she walked to the building that housed her apartment. Her brother Sebastian also had an apartment in the same building.

Sebastian. How would she feel about him? She had always loved Sebastian, had even had fantasies about him. But that was before he had raped her. How would she feel when she saw him? How would she react?

Melissa unlocked the door of her apartment and entered. Looking around, she had the same feeling as she had when she had stepped off the tour boat. Everything was familiar, but somehow different. Melissa sighed. Would things ever get back to normal?

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The boat ride home had been hot and humid, causing Melissa to feel somewhat sticky. She took a quick shower, then put on a nightgown and robe. She wasn't going to bother dressing since she was staying home tonight. Maybe she could figure out some of the things that seemed so confusing to her.

Melissa sat down in front of her computer in her bedroom and pushed the power on switch. Maybe some time surfing the net would help clear her mind. Just as the system finished booting up, there was a knock at the door. Melissa stood up and walked into the living room.

"Who is it?" she asked at the door.

"Mel! It's me. I need to talk to you." She recognized Sebastian's voice through the door. "Please, let me in."

Melissa hesitated for a moment before unlatching the door. Then, she relented. After all, he was her brother. She would have to face this sooner or later. Better to just get it over with. She opened the door and let him in.

"Thanks, Mel." Sebastian said with a small smile on his face. As he stood before her, tall, muscular and good looking, Melissa felt the familiar twinge that had always caused her to fantasize about her brother. Even with all that had happened, she still felt an attraction to him.

After latching the door, Melissa crossed the room and sat on the couch. Sebastian followed and sat next to her.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Melissa asked.

"First, where were you last night? I stopped over and you weren't here. I kept coming over until after two in the morning. I was worried about you."

"Worried? YOU were worried about ME?" Melissa let the sarcasm come through.

"Yes, I was worried about YOU! In spite of what's happened, you're still my sister, and I still love you. You must know that!"

"How can I know that, Seb? How can I? You hurt me. You hurt me more than anyone ever has."

"I know, Mel, I know. And I'm truly sorry. But you were thinking about it, too. You've thought about me taking you for ages. You know you have!"

"But that was just FANTASY, Sebastian! It wasn't suppose to really HAPPEN!"

Melissa began crying softly, her face in her hands. Sebastian put his arms around her and pulled her to him. Melissa put her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist as the tears rolled down her face.

"Don't cry, Mel. It will be alright." Sebastian told her softly as he rocked her gently in his arms.

They sat like that for quite some time, Melissa crying softly and Sebastian holding her in his arms. Finally, Melissa's tears stopped. Excusing herself, she went to the bathroom where she threw some cold water on her face and blew her nose. Going back to the living room, Melissa sat on the couch and leaned on her brother's shoulder. Sebastian put his arms around her and they sat for several minutes without speaking.

"You said that it wasn't supposed to really happen, Mel." "That's right. It wasn't."

Why not? Really, Mel, tell me why not?"

"Because it's WRONG, Seb! You're my BROTHER and it's WRONG!"

"According to who, Mel? According to who? If you and I have feelings for each other, if we each want the other, who has the right to tell us that it's wrong? Who has the right to tell us how to run our lives?"

"I don't know." Melissa replied softly. "I just know that it's how I feel."

Sebastian held his sister closer, squeezing her tightly against him with the arm around her shoulders. He put his other hand on the side of her face and gently stroked her cheek. Melissa sighed and snuggled closer. In spite of what had happened, it felt so good being here with him. It felt so very good.

Sebastian tipped her head back and softly touched his lips to hers. The kiss was gentle and lasted only a split second. Sebastian let his lips play over Melissa's forehead and down her cheek, returning to her lips in another soft meeting. Melissa responded, returning the kiss as she laid her hand on his cheek. Sebastian's hand traced down her cheek, over her shoulder and down her side.

Melissa felt his lips part, felt his tongue gently probing. She hesitated only a second before parting her lips and allowing her tongue to meet his. She felt him untie the belt of her robe. He pushed her robe open to expose the short nightgown she wore. She felt his hand on her abdomen, felt it moving up towards her breast.

"No." she said breathlessly as she pulled her lips from his and pushed his hand away. "That's enough, Seb. This is going too far."

"Why?" he murmured as he nuzzled into her neck. "Why is it "too far"? Doesn't it feel good?"

"Yes. Yes it feels good. But it's not right, Seb! It's not RIGHT!" Melissa stated firmly as she put her left hand against Sebastian's chest and pushed him away.

Sebastian brushed her hand aside and pushed her back against the couch. Turning slightly, he pushed her into the corner formed by the arm and back of the couch, pinning her there with his body. He was half laying on her as he kissed and licked her neck. His right hand traveled up her side, then moved inward to cup her breast.

"Oh, Seb, please stop!" Melissa moaned as she tried to push his hand away. "This isn't right! It just isn't RIGHT!"

Sebastian grabbed her left wrist in his right hand and twisted her arm down and behind her. He dropped his left arm from around her shoulders and took her left wrist in his left hand. Bringing his right hand back out from behind her, he took a hand full of her hair and forced her head back.

"Right? Tell me, Mel, what is 'right' when compared to the feeling of this?" With that, Sebastian crushed her mouth beneath his, his tongue probing deeply. Melissa moaned and tried to break free, her body twisting against his as he held her pinned to the couch.

Melissa pulled her mouth free as Sebastian let go of her hair and moved his hand back to her breast. She heard him groan deep in his throat as he continued kneading and squeezing her.

"Oh, God! S-Seb, please, no more! No more!" Melissa sucked in her breath as Sebastian gently rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"It's alright, Mel. Everything is alright." He murmured into her neck as his hand moved down to her thigh. Slowly, his hand moved between her legs and began massaging her crotch. Melissa moaned as he pushed her knickers aside and started rubbing his finger between the lips of her vagina.

"You feel so good, Mel. You feel so awfully good!" he whispered into her ear as he pushed his finger up inside her. He was rubbing her clitoris with his palm as he slowly moved his finger in and out of her. Melissa could feel herself starting to get wet.

"Stop it, Seb! Oh, please stop it!" Melissa began fighting harder, twisting and squirming beneath him, trying to push him off of her. Managing to wedge her left foot into the angle formed by the seat and the back of the couch, she pushed as hard as she could. Balanced on the edge of the couch, Sebastian lost his balance and fell to the floor.

Melissa, more prepared than Sebastian, regained her balance before falling completely and managed to keep her feet under her. She turned to run to the bedroom, but Sebastian reached out and snagged one of her ankles. While he didn't manage to catch hold of her, he did manage to trip her. Melissa sprawled on the floor.

Melissa heard Sebastian scrambling after her. In desperation, she crawled as rapidly as she could, trying to reach the bedroom door. Before she could reach it, Sebastian was on her, landing on her back and driving her to the floor.

"NO!" Melissa begged and fought as Sebastian forced her over onto her back. "Please, Seb, PLEASE leave me alone! You don't understand! You don't understand what I've BEEN through!"

"Of course I understand! I was THERE, remember?" Sebastian responded, knowing nothing of what had happened to Melissa in Greenwich. He was straddling her stomach now, working at the zipper of his trousers. Then, he had his dick out, swollen and hard. He began moving up her chest, towards her face.

"Oh NO! PLEASE don't! Please, Seb, PLEASE don't! Oh no! NO! PLEAAAUUUUMMMFFF! UUUUUMMMMMGGGGG!" Melissa was gagging as Sebastian, sitting on her chest, forced his dick deep into her mouth. He moaned in pleasure as her felt the moist warmth of Melissa's mouth surrounding his swollen meat. He had dreamed of this for ages, dreamed of his sister sucking his dick. Now it was happening.

"Oh, Mel! Oh, your mouth feels so good! It feels so damned GOOD!" Sebastian groaned as he took her hair in his hands and began forcing her mouth up and down the length of his shaft.

"MMMMUUUUUURRRRRGGGGG!" Melissa was helpless. Sebastian was on his knees, his buttocks settled on her chest. His thighs were clamped to either side of her head, keeping her from twisting away from him. His hands gripping her hair gave him the ability to move her mouth on him as he pleased. She was reaching around from behind him, her hands on his abdomen, futilely trying to push him away.

Sebastian was looking down at Melissa. As he pulled her face towards his stomach, he watched his dick slowly disappearing into her mouth. He heard her gagging as he pulled her face tight against his stomach, his dick completely buried in her mouth, the head beginning to force it's way into her throat.

Melissa was choking and gagging. The dick forced into her throat was restricting her air passage, making it difficult for her to breathe. Melissa was squirming on the floor, pushing against Sebastian and shoving against the floor with her heels. Then, he released the pressure on her head and allowed her mouth to move slowly back down his shaft. Melissa pulled air greedily into her nostrils.

Sebastian pushed Melissa back until only the head of his dick was still in her mouth. She felt him stop, then start pulling her towards him again. Once more she felt his swollen meat moving deeper into her mouth. Her tongue could feel the swollen veins running the length of his dick. As he neared her throat, Melissa filled her lungs with air. She started retching as his dick entered her throat.

Forcing her eyes open, Melissa could see her brother above her. His chin was dropped onto his chest and his eyes were closed. His lips were slightly parted and she could see that his teeth were clenched tightly. There was a fine film of perspiration on his forehead and he was breathing quite deeply. She thought he looked as if he were in ecstasy.

Over and over he forced her mouth to travel the length of his meat. She heard him moan as his head tipped back, his face pointing to the heavens. She was still gagging on him as she wondered if he was going to finish this way. Would he force his way deep into her mouth and shoot his load into her throat? Would he make her swallow his cum?

Then, without warning, he pulled his meat from her mouth and moved downward. Before Melissa realized it, Sebastian was laying on top of her, kissing her chest as his hand guided his dick to her vagina.

"Oh, no! Not again! Please, PLEASE not again!" Melissa was twisting her body under him as she tried to avoid being penetrated by her brother. She felt him push the crotch of her knickers aside, felt the head of his dick pressing against her. She was kicking with her legs, pushing against him as hard as she could, trying her best to fight him off. She felt him enter her, felt him sinking deeper into her with every thrust.

"Stop! Please STOP! I don't....I don't....WANT this! OH! OH NO! OOOOHHHHHHHH!" she groaned as Sebastian shoved himself completely into her. She felt his swollen meat filling her to her very depths as he moaned in pleasure.

"God, Mel, you feel so great! I love being inside you!" Sebastian whispered in her ear.

"P-please, Seb. P-please st-stop. I don't ... .I don't .... Oh ... oh ... p-please no!" Melissa whimpered while Sebastian moved on top of her. His hands were roaming over her body, rubbing and squeezing. He pushed the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder and exposed her breast. She felt his lips kissing down along her cheek, down her neck to her chest. She felt him gently take her nipple between his teeth. His tongue was lightly flicking across it.

"Nnnnuuuuuuhhhhh." Melissa moaned as Sebastian sucked her breast into her mouth. She felt his right hand travel down along her side and over her hip. His hand progressed under her hips and he began squeezing her ass. He was still sucking on her breast, his dick moving slowly inside her, when she felt him slowly inserting his finger in her rectum.

"Don't ...don't do... th-that!" Melissa whimpered as Sebastian's finger began slipping deeper into her ass. "Oh, no! Oh, please no! D-don't! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sebastian's finger was buried in Melissa's ass, moving in and out of her while his dick did the same in her snatch. His tongue was flicking rapidly over her nipple as he sucked her breast deeply into his mouth. His free hand was squeezing her other breast. He was handling her in such a way that she was starting to feel as if there were more than one person working on her.

"Oh, Seb." She moaned softly. "Oh, God Seb!"

Melissa lay on the floor, her legs spread and flat on the floor. Her arms were laid on the floor next to her. She felt her breathing becoming more rapid as Sebastian continued working on her. He had his finger and dick working in unison, one moving into her while the other was being withdrawn. His mouth and free hand continued working on her breasts. Melissa felt the perspiration beginning to bead on her forehead.

"Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...ohhh" Melissa was moaning softly in time with Sebastian's penetrations of her. Each time his dick sank into her, she moaned. Still he continued, never increasing his pace, never giving any indication that he might be approaching orgasm. Melissa was beginning to wonder how long this was going to last.

Melissa moaned as she felt Sebastian unexpectedly withdraw both his dick and finger from her. He was slowly working his way down her chest and upper abdomen, kissing her and nibbling gently as he went. Melissa felt her heart beginning to race as Sebastian started nibbling on her upper thighs. She felt his arms slip under her legs, lifting them slightly as his hands slowly traveled up her rib cage until they came to rest on her breasts.

"Ohhhhhhhh." Melissa moaned softly as Sebastian's tongue traveled slowly up and down between the lips of her vagina while his hands massaged her breasts. She felt his tongue penetrate her before moving up to flick lightly at her clit, then move back down to penetrate her again. Over and over he repeated this movement, and as he did, Melissa's hips began moving with him.

Melissa felt the butterflies in her belly begin to spread throughout her body. Her breathing was becoming more rapid and her heart was pounding. She moaned softly as her head rolled from side to side. Against her will, she felt the excitement growing in her.

"Oh, Seb! Oh, God, Seb! Ohhhhh! Y-you can't m-make me ..... you MUSN'T make me ..... ohhhh ... c-cum. P-please, Seb, please don't ... uuuuuuuhhh ... make me!"

Sebastian ignored his sister's pleas. He wanted her to cum. He wanted her to cum as she never had before. He wanted to make her FEEL as she never had before. He had dreamed of taking her for so many years, dreamed of joining with her and driving her to the edge of endurance and beyond! Tonight, he would do just that.

"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... ooooohhh ... mmmmmm." Melissa's eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted as her hips rotated in time with Sebastian's movements. She sucked in her breath as he took her clit between his teeth and gently nibbled, his hands still working on her breasts.

"Jesus! Oh, Jesus, Seb! Ooohhh ... uuhhh ... uuuhhh ... Enough ... uuuhhh ... uuuhhh ... Please, th-that's ... nnnnuuu ... enough! Ooohhhh!" Melissa's hands moved unconsciously to each side of Sebastian's head, her fingers running through his hair. Her excitement grew even more intense as Sebastian began sucking rapidly on her clit. He was rolling the nipples of each breast between his thumb and forefingers, adding to the feeling of ecstasy that was rapidly consuming her.

"Nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... ooohhhhhh ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ..." Melissa was rapidly surrendering herself to the moment. Her hands were gripping Sebastian's head as she thrust her hips forward, shoving her vagina into his face. The rapid flicking of his tongue over her clit was driving her beyond anything she had ever felt before. Melissa threw her legs over Sebastian's shoulders and crossed her feet at the ankles, pulling him tighter into her as she continued gripping his head with her hands.

"Nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... Oh, God! Oh, God! ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... Oh God, Seb, y-you're driving ... m-me ... ooohhhh ... c-CRAZY! ... oooohhhhh!"

Sebastian knew that he was driving Melissa far beyond anything she had ever experienced. The way she was gripping his hair, the way her legs were wrapped around his neck, the way she thrust her vagina repeatedly into his face. He had always wanted to make his sister feel this way. He had fantasized about it for years, and now it was actually happening!

"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... oooohhhh ... oooohhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... S-Seb! ... Oh, Seb! ... oooohhhh ... I-I-I'm ...I'm g-going to ... oh ... oh... going to ... Oh God! Oh God! OH GOD! UUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"

Melissa was swept by the strongest orgasm she had ever felt. Her entire body jerked and trembled as wave after wave of passion coursed through her. Sebastian continued licking and nibbling her vagina and her body continued responding. He had driven her to the point that she was now being wracked by multiple orgasms. As soon as one would pass, another would wash over her.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH! OH! OH! NNNUUUHHH! NNNUUUHHH! OH! OH! ST-STOP! PLEASE, ST-STOP! OH! OH! ENOUGH! OH SEB! OH SEB! NNNUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I C-CAN'T ... OH! ... OH! ... T-TAKE IT! P-PLEASE, ENOUGH!"

Still Sebastian continued orally stimulating Melissa, nibbling her clit, penetrating her with his tongue, licking up and down her vagina. Her body was trembling under him as she cried out over and over. He knew that she was still cumming, having orgasm after orgasm. He loved the way she was thrusting herself against his face. It was taking all of his will power to keep from cumming himself.

"OH! OH! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! NNNNNUUUUUUHHHHHHH! UH! UH! UH! OH JESUS CHRIST! UH! UH! UH! UH! P-PLEASE! UH! UH! P-PLEASE! NNNUUUUHHHHHHH! OH! OH! GOD, SEB! OH GOD ENOUGH! PLEASE ENOUGH! OH! NNNNNUUUUUHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooo."

Finally, Sebastian slowed his ministrations and allowed Melissa to gradually stop cumming. He still gently licked her, but not in such a way as to give her an orgasm. Slowly, the trembling of her body abated as the pounding of her heart slowed. Melissa released the grip she had on Sebastian's neck and dropped her feet to the floor.

"Oh, God! I-I've n-never ... n-never ... oh, God!" Melissa murmured as Sebastian lifted his mouth from her. Nearly exhausted, she lay still on the floor as her brother moved up onto her chest.

"Oh, Seb. Please don't. Please, please no more." She felt Sebastian's hand guiding his meat towards her vagina, but she was too tired to try and stop him. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as Sebastian slowly reentered her. She felt him penetrating her until he was buried completely inside her. Slowly, gently, he started stroking inside her body.

"Oh, Mel, you do feel so very good! You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, how long I've dreamed of doing this!"

"Ooohhhh." The soft moan escaped from Melissa as Sebastian began moving inside her with a regular rhythm. She knew this was wrong, knew they shouldn't be doing it, but he did feel so good inside her.

"We shouldn't, Seb. We shouldn't. Oooohhhhhh ... mmmmm ... oooohhhhhh."

"Ssshhhh. Don't speak, Mel, don't speak. Just feel." Sebastian whispered in her ear.

Sebastian moved slowly in and out of Melissa while his hands roamed over her body. She felt his tongue licking her neck and ear, his breath warm on her skin. Her breathing was becoming deeper as she felt herself again becoming stimulated. Brother or not, wrong or not, Sebastian was certainly capable of exciting his sister.

"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... ooohhh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... oh Seb!"

"Does it feel good to you, Mel?" Sebastian asked.

"Oh, God, yes! It does feel good! It feels so very good!" Melissa murmured in response.

She felt her excitement increasing with each passing moment. As Sebastian's lips touched hers, she responded unhesitatingly. Her lips parted so their tongues could meet. Her hands were now roaming over Sebastian as his did over her. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist as her hips began moving in time with his.

"Oh, Seb. Oh, Seb. Uuuuuuooooohhhhh ... uuuhhh ... uuuhhh ... mmmmm ... oohhh." Melissa was slowly losing her self in her own pleasure. Thoughts of right and wrong drifted away as they were replaced with feelings of pure ecstasy. Her arms were now around him, pulling his body tightly against hers. She was nibbling his neck softly while they moved as one.

Sebastian's mouth covered hers, their tongues darting and sparring. As he drove repeatedly into her, she rose to meet him, matching his energy and force. She was cooperating totally with him now, lost completely in the sexual excitement of the moment. Her heart was racing and her breathing was shallow and rapid. Beads of perspiration coated her body. There was no world. There was no right and wrong. There was only Sebastian and this moment.

"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... Oh, Seb! ... nnnuuuhhh ... Y-you feel ... uh ... uh ... so g-good! ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uhhhooooooo!"

"So do you, Mel! It f-feels so good being inside you. Ooohhhhh God. Oh ... oh ... oh!"

Their pace increased as their excitement grew. The harder Sebastian drove into Melissa, the harder she responded. She felt her heart pounding as if it would tear free of her chest. She was whimpering in complete ecstasy as she felt herself moving once again towards the brink of orgasm. She could tell that Sebastian, too, was getting close. He was swelling even larger inside her and she could feel him beginning to throb.

"Oh, God, Seb! Oh God! It feels ... it feels ... oh ... oh ... OH ... OH ... NNNUUUHHH ... NNNUUUHHH ... OH GOD ... I'M ... I'M ... OOOOHHHHHH SEB! ... OH ... OH ... OH ... NNNUUUHHH ... NNNUUUHHH ... OH, GOD, SEB! ... UH ... UH ... CUM WITH ME! OH GOD, PLEASE C-CUM WITH MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

Melissa's pleading pushed Sebastian over the edge. He felt his balls tightening, felt the pressure building, and then, as Melissa's orgasm swept over her, he exploded.

"OH GOD MEL!" he groaned as the first wave of his sperm flooded Melissa. She felt him twitching inside her, felt the heat of his load spreading through her, and her own orgasm increased in intensity. Crying and moaning, their bodies twitching and jerking uncontrollably, Sebastian and Melissa squirmed on the floor as they were both wracked by intense orgasms.

"Oh JESUS, Seb! Oh sweet JESUS!" Melissa cried out as wave after wave of passion flowed through her trembling body. She could feel Sebastian continuing to spray her insides with his thick, hot cum, intensifying her own feelings. Never before had she cum like this!

And then slowly, almost painfully slowly, the orgasms that had swept over them passed. The pace of their movements slowed, the trembling of their bodies gradually coming under control. And finally they lay still, holding each other close while they gasped for breath. Melissa felt Sebastian slowly losing his erection inside her.

Sebastian lifted his head from Melissa's shoulder and gently kissed her. Melissa responded, and the kiss was long and soft. Still, in spite of the tremendous multiple orgasms Melissa had experienced, in spite of the love she had felt for Sebastian while in the throes of passion, her conscience was beginning to reassert itself. Melissa was beginning to feel guilty. Melissa put her arms around Sebastian's neck and buried her face in his shoulder.

"What is it, Mel?" Sebastian asked when he heard Melissa sniffle. Melissa shook her head and said nothing.

"Come on, Mel. What is it?"

"What are we doing, Seb? What in heaven's name are we doing?"

"We're doing what we both wanted, Mel. We're doing what we've both wanted for years. And who has it hurt, Mel? Exactly who has it hurt?"

"Nobody, I guess. But that's beside the point. Brothers and sisters aren't suppose to ... to ... DO this with each other!"

With that, Melissa stood up, pulled her robe tightly about her, and went into the bedroom. Once there, she discarded the robe and lay down in her nightgown. She was laying on the bed on her left side when Sebastian entered the room and lay down next to her. Placing left arm under her neck and the right around her waist, he snuggled up to her back and held her close. They lay quietly, not speaking, and soon Sebastian's regular breathing told Melissa that he had fallen asleep.

Melissa's mind was in turmoil. It was true that she had fantasized for years about having sex with her brother. She had even fantasized about him raping her. And there was no doubt that the orgasms she had experienced with him were fantastic. Still, he was her brother, and you weren't suppose to do such things with your brother. It was wrong. Everybody said it was. It was taboo in every society in the world. And yet ... and yet ...

After awhile, feeling the warmth and comfort of Sebastian lying next to her, Melissa drifted off to sleep. Her dreams that night were jumbled, a collection of impressions, flashes of memories. Images of Regents Park, Saint James Park and Greenwich Park mingled and intermixed. The faces of the men who had used her danced across her mind. Flashes of herself fighting, running in the woods intermixed with images of Sebastian in an American naval uniform. She saw herself naked on the tour boat from Greenwich to London, Dani sitting next to her, telling her that she must let go.

Continues in Melissa´s Tribulation III part 2