Beauty in the Dissonance Ch. 01

The backlog of failed and corrupted relationships in Nina's past could have filled a spiral notebook. Nearly 30 years old, the only person Nina could truly count on was her mother, and now she was institutionalized, possibly for good, on the other side of town. In terms of sibling rivalry, it was natural she looked at Kyle's successful career, marriage and family as something she'd never get the chance to attain, but this cut much, much deeper. There was an such an unspeakable emptiness filling her that when she suddenly felt some shred of power over him by relaying that story from a half a lifetime ago, for the first time in years, Nina couldn't help but feel a warmth long forgotten well deep inside her.

Control over her destiny, perhaps.

Gliding seductively through that thick, dew soaked grass until she was ascending the steps of the porch, Nina could sense Kyle trembling each time she inched closer.

The weight of her previous question still hanging heavily in the air as she put her first foot up on the planks of the porch, Nina edged up to Kyle and asked him another much more pointed question, one that would change the course of their lives forever.

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Nina's whispered words stabbing like daggers inside his head, Kyle was helpless to just stand there as his younger sister swept by him and made her way back into the house. The statement she'd left him with had been so brazen and raw, Kyle spent nearly a minute or so trying to process it all.

"She's just a troubled girl," he tried convincing himself. "Other than holidays, you've barely been around her in over 10 years, between the drugs and her own faulty wiring, she's just not a stable human being."

Clenching his hands tight around the railing of the porch as what felt like boa constrictors now twisted angrily in his gut, Kyle rocked back and forth as what Nina said took root inside his brain.

Turning to face the back door with tears of discontent burning his eyes, Kyle's legs felt encased in concrete as he trudged towards the door, eventually re-tracing Nina's steps through the kitchen and living room before betraying every fiber of his moral character by slogging up the steps to her room.

Rounding the staircase once he reached the top, Kyle walked towards Nina's room with the same gait as a man being led to his execution. Once in Nina's doorway, it took quite a few deep breaths for him to even look up and peer inside. When he did, his worst fears were realized.

Kyle's baby sister was reclining on her bed, still fully clothed in her shorts and tee-shirt with her back propped up against several pillows as she stared a hole straight through him. For a girl who could never make up her mind about anything, Kyle was startled by the stoned resoluteness in her gaze. The 'stoned' part making sense when he caught a whiff of the joint she'd just lit.

"Wanna hit?" she asked her brother.

Kyle knew a dose of THC in his system would probably help calm his frayed nerves given the circumstances but he dismissed Nina's offer. Watching her take another long drag, Kyle fumbled with his tongue, and tapped his already throbbing head against the door frame, trying to think of something tangible to say.

"Like a car with a jammed transmission," Nina thought to herself, sensing if there was a next move to be made, she'd have to make it.

"Wendie Shulman was the best fuck you ever had, wasn't she?" Nina propped herself up on her elbows and asked.

"Your wife seems like a nice lady, but I'm betting she hasn't ever come close to doing some of the things Wendie did to you that day here in the house?" she added, seeing the look of discontent only grow in Kyle's eyes.

"That's one thing we have in common," Nina cryptically offered, leaning further forward when Kyle had to catch his right hand against the frame.

"I was out at a bar a few years ago and low and behold, I ran into Wendie. The years haven't exactly been kind to her but she still had that same sort of sexual aura she always had. Turns out she's bi, Kyle. Anyway..I didn't have the balls to bring her back here to the house like you did, but we did get a room over at the Best Western. Bitch can eat pussy just as good as she sucked your dick," Nina re-lived the night for Kyle, who's face was now as gray as ash.

"She had no clue who I was..that I was one of her ex-boyfriend's sisters..But like you...after all these years, she was the best fuck I ever had."

"You want to know the crazy part, Kyle," Nina continued when she saw her brother's inability to speak.

"When she was going down on me, I couldn't help but think back to that day we both skipped school and the sounds she made come out of your mouth..I got off thinking about that..and sadly..wondering if I'd ever be able to make you make those sounds. I still think about that a lot," she added that one last verbal blow, and for the briefest of instants was sure she saw Kyle's knees buckle.

"I still remember the way you'd steal a peek at me at the pool on occasion or when I'd be walking around the house when we were growing up...I'll ask you the same thing I asked you outside, Kyle..have you ever thought about what it would be like to have sex with me?"

Kyle wanted to scream, 'You're my sister' or "No dammitt..this is all wrong', but nothing but a low and raspy rattle trickled from his lips.

>From her vantage point on the bed, Nina could see the words clotting in her brother's throat by the way his Adam's Apple silently worked up and down. Scooting forward on her twisted sheets until her feet were touching the floor, Nina stood up and began the slow and methodical trek to the doorway.

The clear scent of Kyle's fear and apprehension rising from his pores, Nina inhaled it freely as she noticed his breathing cease. She'd never seen her brother this unsettled and that only added to the vivid and poignant rush of warmth that tingled from her fingers down to her toes.

Easily a half a foot shorter than Kyle, Nina didn't even try to look up to meet his disillusioned gaze, knowing if she did, she might not have the fortitude to take the final steps forward. Once within arms reach, Nina just stood there, allowing the world to stop around them. Then, without so much as a word, she dropped to her knees at her brother's feet and calmly raised both hands up to his crotch.

Kyle's knees shaking in front of her eyes the instant she grazed her right hand across the crotch of his Dockers, Nina gently massaged her left along the inside of his right thigh until he was trembling uncontrollably above her. Rubbing her palm up and down over the front of his pants, Nina allowed Kyle no time to collect his jumbled thoughts. Before he could so much as utter a single word, Nina unzipped his fly and deftly reached inside.

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From the time Nina had rose from the bed and made her way across the cluttered floor, she'd seemed like a hazy blonde blur to Kyle, like something out of a dream. He was still telling himself none of this could be happening when she knelt at his feet and began shamelessly rubbing his cock through his trousers. His knees now jelly as he propped himself up in the doorway, Kyle knew his 210 pound frame could come crashing straight down on top of his sister if he tried reaching down to stop her.

His knuckles white as he pressed his hands against each side of the frame, Kyle felt the rug of his willpower jerked out from beneath him when Nina tugged his aroused cock free. The image of his sister holding his rapidly inflating prick in her cupped hand seared forever into his saucer shaped eyes, Kyle nearly fainted when he watched Nina part her lips. Before he even had time to whimper or breathe, over a third of his erect penis disappeared inside her mouth.

The sheer disbelief of seeing his sister's face and his own manhood connected below brought shivers to Kyle's spine. An hour earlier he'd walked into his childhood home in an attempt to settle some of the affairs of his ailing mother. Now Kyle Doran found himself standing in his little sister's doorway with her kneeling at his feet, sucking his dick with reckless urgency.

Any chance of trying to say," Hey Nina..you know...maybe this isn't such a good idea," faded for good the first time the bulging head of his prick slammed into the back of his sister's throat.

"SHIT," he couldn't help but gasp out loud, the echo of it causing Kyle to cringe as it ricocheted through the otherwise silent house.

Forced to relive millions of random images of growing up with Nina as he stared down at the unholy sight below, Kyle didn't know if it was worse processing it all in the light of day or trying to close his eyes and survive it all in the solitude of self imposed darkness. The instant he tried that however, Kyle was left yearning to see what so few men ever had, a young woman brazenly lavishing her brother with her undeniable oral talents.

The quiver inducing sensation of Nina's tongue rolling around his turgid shaft made the floor feel like quicksand beneath Kyle's feet. Eventually, he had no choice but to take his hands down from the door frame and place them on top of Nina's twisting head.

Nina had been spot on with her subtle dig earlier about his wife, Samantha. Sex had never been what one would call imaginative with her, even during their days of passionate infatuation. Once their child came along, between the dual crush of parenthood and careers, Samantha and Kyle had become as much roommates as husband and wife. Needless to say, the memory of his high school romps with Wendie Shulman still occupied a special place in Kyle mind, and having Nina dredge it up only caused it to be more glaring given the frustration he was feeling on so many levels.

What Nina was doing now however, was dredging up things Kyle hadn't even known he'd buried.

His fingers digging forcefully into his sister's tangled blonde hair, Kyle began shoving his hips forward as Nina knelt there, eagerly absorbing everything he could throw at her.

Feeling her hands grip tight at his buttocks, Kyle pupils flared seeing his entire dick disappear between Nina's gaping lips. The curly pubes that crept out from his unzipped fly tickling his little sister's nose, Kyle let out a low, rumbling moan of impending ecstasy as he felt the head of his dick start sliding down Nina's welcoming gullet.

Whatever qualms he would have morally after the fact, Kyle was on the verge of shooting his scalding seed straight down Nina's throat. The rapid and disjointed way his feet tapped at the floor combined with the way his cock plumped on her palate communicated that fact to Nina, and with one cat quick motion she pulled her mouth away, leaving Kyle's spit soaked cock flailing like a wild and disoriented animal.

The expression on Kyle's face was a perfect match to that of his twitching and agitated manhood.

His glazed eyes glued on Nina as she spun and walked back across the room, Kyle stood there in the doorway with his cock jutting majestically from his fly as his sister lifted off her tee-shirt then pulled down her shorts.

"She's fuckin' naked and standing right in front of me," the fried circuitry inside Kyle's head blared as she eased her bare behind down on the mattress then turned to face him.

The scent of her arousal smacking Kyle's senses the instant she parted her legs for his approval, he felt the laser burn of her unflinching gaze melting every ounce of his will. Sibling or not, the same primal pull that had brought billions of lovers together over the millennia now caused Kyle to put one foot in front of the other until he was standing beside his little sister's bed.

Staggered and broken, looking like a parched desert explorer might stumbling upon an oasis, Kyle hungrily surveyed the naked woman below. His lower lip visibly flinching as he watched Nina roll her fingers through the glistening pink folds of her ripe and ready sex, just like that punch-drunk castaway at the edge of a life sustaining pool, Kyle dropped down to his knees and collapsed forward.

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Like the tentacles of an octopus, Nina's legs encircled Kyle's head as soon as his lips came to rest on the folds of her swollen labia. Locking her ankles around his back as she caressed his cheeks with her thighs, Nina hurled her backside upwards off the tangled sheets as she clasped her fingers into her brother's hair.

She had no idea how long Kyle had secretly nourished the thought of doing such a thing, but given the enthusiasm he chewed and sucked at her sopping wet vaginal slit, she was sure it had been quite awhile. Seeing him blindly raise his hands higher up her chest as he swirled his tongue through her musky lust, Nina eased her hands free from Kyle's head and locked her hands around his, guiding them all the way up to her breasts until they could massage the pale orbs in gloriously obscene unison. When she craned her head up far enough to see down, a wickedly satisfied gleam shimmered in Nina's stoned eyes at the shiny mask of her vaginal lather that now covered Kyle's entire face.

Whether it was Nina's nearly narcissistic need for attention at all costs or a genuine desire to have her brother in such a way, she could feel an infinitely intense sense of power welling inside her once Kyle's tongue found the nub of her raging clit. Helping him tweak her nipples as he blindly pawed her breasts, at some point Nina slipped her hands back down to her brother's scalp and dug her fingers back into his hair as she tightened the vice of her thighs around his head.

"OHFUCKYESSSSS!!!" she spat as she began to hump her crotch upwards against the whirling dervish of his tongue.

"Make me cum Kyle..Please make me cum," she begged like a sad and desperate little girl wanting candy.

"Yeesssss...Eat my pussy Baby ..Make me cum..Pleezzzeeee make me cum," she prodded as the smacking sounds of Kyle's oral feast radiated through the room.

It wasn't long until he did just that.

"YYYEEEAAAAHHHHHHAAAHHH YYEEAAAHHHHHHHHHFFUUU..FFUUU...FFFUUCCKKYYEEAAAAHHHHHHHH...OHGODKYLE..OHGOD..KYLE..OHHHHHGGAAWWWWDDDDD," Nina wailed, filling the entire house with the cries of her violent release as she wrapped every fiber of her being around her brother's buried head.

Nina rocked and writhed for nearly a minute, scrunching her entire body into a fetal ball around Kye's face until the adrenaline coursing through her began to subside. When she finally did begin unwrapping her arms and legs, allowing Kyle to ease the smothering grip his lips had on her drenched fissure, Nina held her breath, desperate to see her brother's face after committing such a wanton act.

Her vision skewed at best from the lack of blood flowing to ber brain, just as Nina peered deep into her brother's eyes she felt his hands close around each side of her waist. Within a second he'd flipped her 180 degrees until she was face down on her matted sheets.

Rutting backwards, Nina could feel Kyle's hands drift down from her waist and come to rest along the inside of her thighs. With one mighty rip, Kyle forced her legs open from behind, causing a rush of cool air to immediately bathe Nina's red hot genitals. It wasn't long, until something just as warm, and far more solid, was pressing against her steaming womb.

Nina had no clue if this was Kyle's preferred position, or he just couldn't bring himself to look in her eyes if he was going to go through with such a depraved deed. Either way, Nina felt herself swirling deeper into a whirlpool of bliss with each inch Kyle's manhood took hold inside her. Feeling his hands possessively snare her waist as he grinded his groin down on her bare behind, Nina clawed at the pillows to each side of her tear soaked face.

"GODDAMMITT KYLE..FUCK ME..FUCK ME HARD," she arched her head backwards and cried, shivering when she felt the warm cascade of his groaning exhales wash across the back of her neck.

Squeezing the muscles of her cunt with everything she had, Nina felt Kyle's hands reach underneath her until he was greedily scrubbing her clitoris with one hand and kneading her wildly swinging breasts with the other.

"Come on Kyle..fuck me hard....harder...fuck me hard..I want to feel you cum inside me..come on Baby..bust your nut all the way up inside me," she whispered back, each painfully torrid word causing Kyle's impaling rhythm to intensify until her womb was flooded with his rich, potent seed.

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Not that it would have stopped him in the least, but just as the first strands of his semen flooded the depths of Nina's vaginal cavity, out of the corner of his eye, Kyle caught a glimpse of his sister's container of birth control pills. Closing his eyes and nuzzling his face against the back of Nina's neck, Kyle allowed her to milk every last bit of the lust from his heaving balls.

Completely spent, physically and emotionally, Kyle's chest came to rest on Nina's back and he wrapped his arms around her trembling torso as the fallout of what they'd shared settled around them.

Neither dared talk for quite some time, but it was Nina who finally shifted around enough to raise her index finger up to her brother's lips just before she sensed he was about to break the silence. For the first time since the madness of the past half hour commenced, the siblings stared into each other's eyes, and neither saw a hint of remorse.

When Nina did speak up a few minutes later, the suggestion she offered made the line they'd just crossed seem almost tame....

Part 2 to come...