Capturing My Sister

After that, I signalled Heather, and she hit him with a tranquilizer dart. That knocked the lunatic out for once, but I still had to deal with my poor sister, who was very much upset with me. She was crying about what I did to her "husband".

"Jessy, it will take some time, but I need you to listen to me, because Heather and I are here to help you. I'm your brother. Why would I be out to harm you? I want you to pay attention to what I tell you. That man over there is not your husband, he's no prophet, and he's definitely not your friend."

"What is he, then?"

"He's a crook, a crank, and a madman. Have I ever deliberately cheated you out of anything?"

"No."

"That's right, but this man has wanted your cash, and in your case, your womb, for some time, and he used deceit to get them. He took you across provincial lines to achieve it, too."

Well, it took several days, the better part of a week, before she would really consider what we said. Meanwhile, the "prophet" remained on the bed, doing nothing but lie there and attack us verbally, until Heather had to keep him sedated for several hours at a time.

Finally, however, Jessy came around, and that really pissed Clyde off. He kept screaming at her, telling her that she would go to Hell for deserting him. She cried, as the words brought back flashbacks of the kinds of terrible things he said while she was at the compound.

"Oh, Dan, I'm so sorry for shouting at you! You waited me out, and let me see the truth for myself, and the man's rantings made it more obvious over time. I really love you, both because you're my brother, and because you did what you did for me. Thank you so much, and you, Heather, because you did it for a near stranger."

"Any sister of Dan's is no stranger to me. I care about him, and I naturally care about you, because you matter to him, apparently alot."

I untied her, and she hugged both of us, causing me to realize just how sweet a girl my Jessy really was; she didn't hold my use of a tranquilizer gun on her a few times against her. She understood why I did it. 

Clyde woke up, claiming that he had to urinate. Heather insisted that she could guard him, so I let her untie him, and she led him to the bathroom. She was not counting on his tricky nature, however, as he tripped her, used her keys to uncuff his right hand from her left, and pulled out her .38 Special revolver, aiming it at her, and threatening to use it unless we dropped our weapons.

Just then, Jessy sneaked up behind him, kicked him in the ass, and hit him in the face when he turned around. He grabbed her, put her in a headlock, and tried to strangle her. Heather picked up the gun and shot him in the belly, making him drop Jessy.

Clyde screamed, "You bitch! I'm gonna fucking kill you, whore!"

He ran straight at her, toppled her, and sent the gun flying in the air, while he wrestled with Heather, trying to kill her with his bare hands by breaking her neck. At that point, I grabbed the gun, which had shot off a stray load, and shot him in the back of the head.

Clyde slumped, clearly a corpse. Heather pushed him off of her and reached toward me, gesturing for me to help her stand up.

She had Clyde's blood all over her. Even so, she looked like dynamite, with her auburn hair and grey eyes. I looked at her for a second, and found myself kissing her before either of us knew it.
She was kissing me back, when I heard Jessy crying.

"Jessy, what's wrong?"

"You're kissing Heather, but I'm in love with you, too. It happened as you were deprogramming, and I can't stand the thought that you'll be with someone else. I want to be your girl. I know it's incest, but I just don't care! I love you, Dan. You're my big brother, and you've rescued me again."

"I kidnapped you, sis. It's illegal."

"I don't care. You did it to help me. You love me, I can tell, but why can't you love me the way I love you?"

I was about to come up with some sincere, apologetic response, when I saw a flashback of my sister's close call with death just minutes before. At the time, my stomach felt hollow, at the very thought of my beautiful, sweet sister gone from my life. I couldn't bear to have her die, and I realized that I had not just gone out here to Saskatchewan to deprogram my sister, but to save the life of the woman I loved. Correction, one of the women I loved. 

I saw visions of Heather's face, and my memory displayed my own reaction to her terror. I remember only thinking that I had to save Heather. She wasn't just a partner to me, or I would have done some thinking. I had acted on pure instinct, to save the lives that meant most to me. Jessy and Heather both mattered to me, and I was in love with both of them.

"Oh, but Jessy, I actually do love you that way, as I love Heather. That's the problem. I realized that much just now, because of how I felt when both of you nearly died. I want to be with both of you, for the rest of my life."

"You want to settle down with me, and Heather?"

"Yes."

"Well, I really owe Heather one, and you, plus she owes you one. Maybe we could be together, just 3 of us? We've all been through this experience, and I don't want either of you hurt. If we share you, would that be enough? You wouldn't need other women, would you?"

"No, sis. You and Heather would be enough."

"Dan, are you serious? You want to commit to me and your sister?"

"Yes, I think that in this case, I feel that we have to stay together, because of what happened to us. 2 will do for me."

I began kissing Heather again, and soon, my kisses were joined by Jessy's, as she kissed both of us. My tongue joined with Heather's, Heather's with Jessy's, and Jessy's with mine. Heather's hands unzipped her pants, while Jessy slipped out of her panties, and they both unbuckled my belt and took off my trousers.

I entered Heather's cunt easily, with her evident arousal at this emerging menage a trois clearly helping things along. I began to finger Jessy's cunt, as I steadily pumped my dick in and out of Heather's pussy, and they both reacted with apparent joy.

Heather tightened around me, her hips bucking as I fucked her, and Jessy straddled her, getting into position so that I could masturbate her while I screwed Heather. I groaned with my delight, feeling the sexes of my two favorite women surrouding different parts of my body, and I soon came from the combined sensuality of it. I massaged Heather's left thigh with my cock for a few moments, relaxing her as I got hard again.

I then penetrated my sister, sliding my manhood into Jessy's womanhood, and making damned certain that she was enjoying it. After all, this was my sister, so her happiness especially concerned me. I began fucking her doggie-style, as her cunt lowered onto Heather's, and they began rubbing them against each other's, being aided by my decent-sized, though not massive, penis. Jessy and Heather were locking lips, and fondling each other's breasts, as I moved enthusiastically into and out of Jessy's vagina.

Their growing excitement pushed me further, and I was cumming into Jessy before I knew it. She came immediately afterward from the fact of having her brother's sperm inside her, and Heather climaxed from the mixture of incest and three-way sex. Jessy's very sensual body made it easy on her as well. We lay there in a pile of three people, for several hours, before we completely dozed off.

Waking up, we looked at each, and I finally broke the silence.

"I want Heather to marry me, and Jessy to stay with us, as my companion. I really need just you girls, not any other women."

"Well, the answer is yes, and I definitely want Jessy to be part of our marriage."

"Good, because, from now on, she is part of our life in general, especially our love life."

"Thank you, guys! I love both of you, although I have to admit to favoring Dan. He is my brother."

"That's okay, Jessy, as I also favor him, as much as I love you."

"Well, I have 2 favorites- both of you!"

They laughed, and then they both kissed me. Jessy first, and then Heather, and I knew that they were keepers. I love both of them still, and they have given 3 kids between them. Heather is pregnant with the 4th, in fact. I married Heather, so she is my wife, but Jessy is always my sister. Each of them is unique, and I couldn't replace either one.