Clarissa Explains it All - Fiendish Ferguson

Television Guy's Sex Stories
Volume 3 - Clarissa Explains it All - Fiendish Ferguson


Ferguson Darling opened the door to his sister's room and crept
silently in before closing it behind him. It was late at night -- well
past his bedtime, and he was pleased to see Clarissa dozing soundly
under the pale moonlight.

It was exactly as he'd hoped. An eager grin bursting onto his face,
the freckle-faced teenager sneaked over to her bed and lifted the
comforter, pausing only to look at the revealing pajamas she usually
wore to bed, then slipped in beside her. Clarissa stirred slightly at
the disturbance, but not enough to wake fully, so he simply waited
until she was calm again before venturing any further.

"So pretty..." he whispered, letting his fingers glide across the
cottony material at her sides. He had gone further than this already,
but wanted to see if a laborious approach would be any more satisfying.

His hands continued moving down her uscioscious body, rounding the
globes of her ass and cupping the warmth that radiated from her
concealed flower.

"Wow, sis..." he commented mockingly, but still in a soft enough
tone to escape detection. "You're so hot I guess you've just been
waiting for me to have sex with you again!"

With a devious grin, he hooked two thumbs into the waistband of
Clarissa's bottoms and began sliding them down, eyes glazing over as
her scent filled the cocoon made between the sheets. Her butt wiggled
seductively at the sensation, pressing unwittingly into Ferguson's
crotch and adding another inch to his already erect penis. It was time
to go all the way.

Peeling off his own nightclothes in double time, the youngest
Darling child held his stiff prick in hand, letting it slap gently
against his sibling's exposed behind. "I hope you're ready for a good
time, Clarissa..." he announced loud enough give himself away, placing
his member in the cleft of her legs and humping slowly.

"Oh, not now, Ferg!" the drowsy blonde female groaned, her anger
rapidly fading as he penetrated her. "Don't make me do it again..."

***

It had all started that afternoon, when Clarissa realized she'd
been too busy smoking up every day after school to finish her
ultra-important history paper, which was due the very next day.
Although younger, Ferguson was clearly more intelligent, and had
already taken the class with another instructor. He seemed to be in
just the right spot to help her out.

"Come on, you little turd." she plead dramatically. It was always a
pain to deal with him, but it was worth it if his brains could save her
from flunking the course.

"What's in it for me if I let you have a copy?" Ferguson
questioned, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back in his
computer chair. This would certainly be entertaining.

"Rrrrhhh..." Clarissa blurted, turning red in the face. "You know I
don't have any money this week. What else do you want?"

"Hmmm..." her brother pondered, looking his sister up and down.
"What do *you* have that I don't? How about, say, a pair of your
undies?" He smiled broadly at the comment, knowing it would send her
into a tizzy. Of course, it would be great if she said yes, but the
simple thrill at hearing a girl talking about her panties was enough
motivation.

"Ugh, that's gross!" the blonde female replied disgustedly,
sneering at him as she continued. "You can be such a pervert
sometimes."

"Of course..." Ferguson went on, ignoring her rejection to deliver
the coup de grace. "I'll settle for a look at what's inside them..."

"Fine, then, you jerk." Clarissa huffed, turning around. "I'll get
them."

"Oh no..." her brother went on, suddenly realizing how important
this grade was to her. If he could really get away with trading for one
of her intimate garments, it was highly possible the deal could be
parleyed into something much more valuable. "I've changed my mind. I
want to see it."

"You... *asshole*!" she spat angrily, reversing course and coming
back inside. "Why, so you can brag to your friends? Or take pictures?
I've seen that little camera set-up you've got around here..."

"No, just for me." the anxious teenager answered, putting on a
stern face to appear convincing. "Scout's honor."

"You were never a boy scout..." Clarissa snapped, but reached back
to shut the door anyway.

***

"Allright, I'll do it." she finally conceded, placing her hands on
her hips. "But just this once..."

"That's all I ask!" Ferguson replied cheerfully, imagining how many
masturbation fantasies he would be able to wring out of this. Clarissa
fathomed the same idea too, but knew she had little choice but to
proceed regardless. Steadying herself, the lithe blonde teenager undid
the button on her jeans, shucking them to the ground and revealing
elegant pink underwear.

"Nice, sis..." her brother remarked with a chuckle, taking time to
let his gaze travel up and down her legs as she stepped out of the
pants.

"I'll bet..." Clarissa murmured, plenty annoyed. She had her hands
at her sides and was ready to disrobe, but the look on her brother's
face made her feel slightly uneasy.

"Just a quick look, right?" she asked worriedly, halting just
before revealing herself. Already a few wisps of golden hair were
poking out of the waistband, which served to only encourage Ferguson
even more.

"Yeah, yeah, of course..." he prattled quickly, shifting in his
seat. "Now come on and take them off!"

Letting loose a grimace of contempt, the elder Darling took a seat
on her younger sibling's bed, legs extended outwards, before peeling
off the only remaining stitch between her blue cotton shirt and frillyhitehite socks.

"There, you've seen it..." Clarissa announced in a haughty manner,
holding her panties down about the knees. "Had enough?"

"No way!" Ferguson cried out, springing into action. He wanted to
appear cutely interested in her exposed womanhood, but not horny enough
to scare her away. The cautious mix of excitement and harmlessness
seemed to work, because the seated female simply let her head fall back
and groaned, allowing him unfettered access to her inner thighs.

"Open up, sis..." he insisted, doing the honor himself after
waiting an entire secondarisarissa gasped, but still made no
contradictory move, even though he was by now looking right up inside
her cunt.

To the young male, it was the most lovely and beautiful sight he
had ever beheld. As he slowly parted her legs, the pubic shield slowly
gave way to an elegant incision that he had so far only seen in adult
magazines. The tender lips were already quivering, either from the
embarrassment of such a moment or perhaps even some deeply-repressed
arousal.

"Hey, I thought you just wanted to look!" Clarissa growled, more
annoyed that she'd let him get this far than anything. "Cut it out!"

"Oh, I do..." Ferguson replied, working his way slowly through the
phrase that his mind had molded in the past few minutes. "I want to see
you come..."

Then, before the words could sink in, he leaned into her crotch and
gave her pussy a long, gentle lick. She immediately melted, leaning
back against the wall with a dreamy smile on her face. For a few
seconds, she simply lay quiet and let the feelings carry her away,
panting and whimpering each time her brother nicked the tiny nub with
his tongue.

"No... stop..." she protested half-heartedly after finally
regaining her wits. "We can't do this..."

"You..." Ferguson started, feverishly stimulating her with yet
greater passion. "Don't have.... to do anything... Just... relax and...
let go..."

"Please..." she begged knowing her hormone-driven body would never
resist seeking orgasm once the sensations began. The rest of her
thoughts trailed off, however, and the flower child found herself
unable to help grabbing at her concealed breasts.

"I know... how much you... want this..." her brother went on,
speaking in staccato between his oral ministrations. Unzipping his
pants and dropping them, he took Clarissa's butt in his hands. While
she continued to moan and toss her head, he stood up and let his stiff
penis stick out, harder than he could ever recall.

"So just let it happen..." the devious teenager finished, using
this new leverage to turn and push his older sister to the end of the
bed and leaving him quite enough room to join her at the other end.
"Just give in..."

"Ferg, don't..." Clarissa wheezed, only dimly aware that his dick
was rubbing against her soaked mound. Looking deep into his eyes, she
tried to make a decision, but the erotic haze was just too much to
ignore. Defeated, she turned to the wall and let him have his way.

***

"I knew she would be easy..." Ferguson thought as he shoved his
member all the way inside. "After all, she's been fucking her boyfriend
for God knows how long..."

He had, of course, caught them going at it rather often once he put
together that the sound of Sam's ladder slamming against the house was
almost always followed by creaking bedsprings. For so long, he had
desired what she gave away so freely, and then teased him with at every
opportunity. This screw was a long time coming, and quite warranted.

"Geez, you're still tight, sis..." the horny teenager complimented,
holding his partner by the hips as he pounded her warm quim. "I think
this could be the start of something great!"

"No... no!" Clarissa rasped, far too gone to be up to coherent
conversation. "Please, no more!"

"Nonsense!" Ferguson replied, completely ignoring her except for
the two bouncing globes below him. "How about we see what kind of
titties you've got..." he chimed in loudly, pulling her shirt up and
over the head. She whined slightly, but was well beyond fighting his
advances now that her worm of a brother's plan was becoming clear.

She guessed that he had finally discovered how bad her grades
truly were, and that summer school was a surefire ticket if she didn't
start handing in some stellar assignments. Clarissa understood with an
increasingly sinking sensation that this would most definitely *not* be
the first time she accepted an incestuous prick in her crack.

"Delicious..." he remarked witsmilsmile, already having worked the
bra off. His tongue made surprisingly delicate circles around his
sibling's nipples, causing the naked girl to gasp audibly at the
gingerly treatment. Completely bare by now, she could feel sweat
beginning to coat her pale flesh, and wondered what would happen if he
made her orgasm.

"Don't let it happen!" she shrieked in her own head, shutting her
eyes tight as the fire in her loins grew. "Oh God, not with him!"

But Ferguson knew somehow, closing in for the kill as soon as she
shut the world away. "Come on, sis." he asked siren-like, pressing his
lips to hers and bubbling with glee as they both tasted her juices.
"I'm not going to stop until you *explode*..."

Releasing a furious "Urrrh!" of protest, Clarissa clenched her
teeth as he continued to kiss her mouth, then moved on to the rest of
her face. Her every being was crying out to let this stop - to just
push him off and run away, but logic was being impressively persuasive
in keeping her put.

"Just come..." she tried to order him telepathically, willing the
thrusting pole to simply give up and shoot its load. Instead, Ferguson
continued his disgusting display, lapping at her cheeks and neck as if
his flesh and blood was merely a tool for his own enjoyment. But, the
heat of their union increased as well. Clarissa discovered with horror
that she was *really* moaning now, anticipating each stab into her
feminine channel and the sliver of paradise it brought.

Her brother was nearing the end too, holding himself up with both
arms to watch her boobs jiggle as he pumped. Panting just as hard, she
knew that this was becoming a contest of domination. If he came first,
then it would be easy to simply let him keep doing her and block it
out. Should she succumb to carnality, however, their relationship would
take a much more humiliating turn. Not only would Ferguson be
blackmailing her for pleasure any time he wanted, but with the power to
bring her to her knees begging for it.

"I already can't wait to make love to you again, my sexy sister..."
he whispered in her ear, casting open all the doors of restraint and
sending the beautiful blonde careening over the edge.

"Nooooooooo!" the elder Darling screamed in frustration, finally
comprehending that it was against her nature to ever try and fight such
bliss, even when unwelcome. Out of control with lust, she grabbed her
lover around the back and pulled him in close, tears filling her eyes
as she creamed around his pulsating cock.

Satisfied that he had prevailed, Ferguson cradled his big sister's
head on his chest, letting his dick spurt deep inside her belly. He was
pretty sure she was on the pill, being sexually active and all, but it
blew him away to think that this experience had been so enjoyable that
pulling out would have been impossible anyway.

"Mmm..." he groaned, collapsing on top of his partner in a
perspiring heap. "Yeah... that was great..." Clarissa merely lay still,
sighing softly as he continued to have intercourse with her until his
shaft was totally flaccid.

***

"Is... is that it?" she asked hopefully after waiting a few minutes
to catch her breath, regretting each second he continued to enjoy the
warmth of her naked body.

"Of course not..." her brother answered eagerly, planting little
pecks over both her cheeks. "You're going to get straight A's now, but
we'll still be fucking as often as I can get it up..."

Clarissa sighed, looking into his visage for a trace of jest before
giving up. "All right, then..." she said with accepted finality,
squeezing out from under him and getting to her feet. She had just made
a motion to grab her clothing when his hand shot out from the mattress,
grabbing her wrist firmly.

"I still want those..." he declared insistently, snatching the
underwear from her grasp with little effort and inhaling deeply. "Just
to get me through the day until we can be together again..."

"Take them, fuck-face..." she snapped spitefully, turning around
and giving him a fantastic shot of her flushed ass before disappearing
through the door, not even bothering to cover up for the short trip
across the hallway. Ferguson was far from disappointed in her behavior,
being confident that she would grow less begrudging in time. Though, it
had been extremely thrilling to take her in a state of such emotional
turbulence.

She was totally his, and would soon be glad for it.