Virgin Sister's Nympho Curse

Sent to stay with their aunt and cousins, siblings John and Patty learn a crazy secret. The women in their family are cursed! Can Patty take the step that will result in her turning into a gorgeous, sex-hungry nympho? And will John be willing to help her by committing the sin that will make it irreversible?

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They sat for a while. Patty kept up her slow caresses on John’s chest and belly. Damn it, she thought, she didn’t know a thing about how a woman went about seducing a man. What was she supposed to do? Wait for him to make a move? Fat chance of that, with her mother’s ghost hovering over them. Take off her shirt? Stick her tongue down his throat?

So she settled for simple and direct, though her heart was pounding in a combination of excitement and terror. She placed her left hand firmly on John’s crotch. And she lifted her head to kiss the side of his neck.

He wasn’t hard, and she wasn’t sure whether to be disappointed or relieved by that fact. But she barely had time for a quick rub before he flinched so violently he nearly fell off the couch. “Patty! What the hell?” His eyes were wide and wild.

Patty kept her hand exactly where it was. “John,” she said softly. “You know what I need. What I have to do.”

“If you want to get laid,” he hissed, fighting to keep his voice low, “there’s literally millions of people in this city that would be happy to do it.”

“There are,” she agreed. “But you’re the only one I trust.

“I need a sin, John,” she continued. “A big sin. A huge sin. Something so perverted and disgusting that people in the old days would consider it a one-way ticket to Hell, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars. Something that will push me past the point of no return, and make me like April and May and Aunt Barbie.”

She moved until she was almost lying on him, her hand still rubbing. And did she sense something happening down there? A thickening of the shaft she had seen yesterday? “I need you to screw me, John.” Then she frowned. No, that wasn’t quite it. It was her actions, not his, that would drive the change. “No. I need you to let me make love to you.”

“You want me to commit incest,” he said flatly. “With my sister.”

“Just once,” she suggested, as if the punishment for committing a mortal sin could be lessened if it was a one-off. “Then the curse will be in full effect, and I’ll probably be a lot more confident about sex, and I can find a bunch of other guys to screw me.” Loveless, meaningless hook-ups, sure. But enough to keep the curse active. And probably a lot of fun, too, now that she thought about it.

“Incest,” John went on as if she hadn’t spoken. “Here. Where Aunt Barbie could come down and see us. Or the twins.”

“Yes,” Patty said impatiently. She took his hand and put it on her butt. Somewhat to her surprise, he didn’t pull away. She lowered her voice, making it hard. “Listen, John. I know this is weird as hell. I know I’m asking a lot. And if it’s too screwed-up for you to deal with, I get it. But tell me now, before we go any further.” She checked the clock on the wall. Despite the all-day movie binge, it was still relatively early. Not even ten. “I bet April and May know some cool places to hang, and can introduce me to some cute guys. I’ll probably have to screw a lot of them to get where I need to be, but I bet I can do it before Mom comes back from Europe.”