Rated #2 in Mature Adult! WOW!!
Just read the damn story. Contains INCEST.
PLEASE READ THIS STORY AND LISTEN TO YOUR HEART PART 2 THE PURGE WHILE YOU STILL CAN. I AM THINKING OF DELETING BOTH STORIES. THE STORIES AREN'T AS GOOD AS I HOPED THEY WOULD...
(We kiss one another goodnight as we fall asleep. An hour later, Billie still can't sleep. She opens her eyes. 'Damn it.' she thinks. 'Why can't I relax? I'm supposed to be on vacation to unwind...and I can't.' She looks at me, sleeping quietly. She didn't want to wake him...but...she slowly glides her fingers across my stomach, then she pulls my briefs down, exposing my cock. She takes a deep shaky breath, as images of her being raped flash through her mind. 'C'mon Billie, you can do this.' she thinks. She takes my cock in her hand and begins kissing and licking it. She parts her lips as she begins sucking my shaft, as a hand reaches out and touches her hair. She stops and looks towards me, and her eyes widen in surprise.)
"I knew you secretly wanted my cock more than David's, Billie." Finneas says.
"AAAAHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHHH!! (Billie screams.)
(I wake up, and grab Billie's shoulders and shake her.)
"Billie? Billie! Wake up! You, okay?"
(Billie stares at me wide eyed.)
"David?"
"Yea."
"What are you doing here? I thought..."
"What?"
"Oh God!" (Billie covers her mouth and runs into the bathroom. I hear her vomiting in the toilet. 'What the fuck was that about?' I wonder. Billie's in the bathroom for at least a half hour. Vomiting...crying. I try to talk to her thru the bathroom door, but she doesn't answer me. She finally opens the door. I kneel beside her and gently put my arms around her.)
"Night terrors?"
(She shakes her head no.)
"Bad dream?"
(She nods yes.)
"Want to talk about it?"
(She shakes her head no. I wet a paper towel and clean her face. Then I hold her for a while, until she calms down. She kisses me a few times.)
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"Thank you." (She whispers.)
(I make a funny face.)"Yuck...barf breath!"
(She smiles weakly, and I carry her back to bed, and hold her until she falls asleep. I lay next to her, wide awake wondering what the fuck Billie's bad dream could've been about. We awake in the morning and aboard the shuttle bus to Chocolate World. Billie acts like her 'bad dream' never happened.)
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(We then head for Hershey Park itself. Billie notices my eyes light up.)
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(Smiles)"God...you look like a kid on Christmas day."
"This place is like home to me."
"Claudia told me about your love for amusement parks. She wasn't joking."
(We get tickets, and walk into the park, holding hands. A guy with a camera approaches us.)
"Picture?"
"Sure." I reply.
"Wait!" (Billie says. She pulls me aside.) "Paparazzi?"
"What? No. They just take pictures of couples entering Hershey Park. You can buy them later with frames and stuff."
