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It is a fact Aegon is a bad person, and no amount of repenting or praying his wickedness away, like mother had suggested, could fix it. He is simply corrupt, rotted to the core, selfish in ways not thought possible before. And all of that he had accepted, even embraced at times. Morality was for priests and law for goody two shoes, neither had ever done anything for him but guilt him. There was something deeply wrong with him and he was already in too deep to figure out how to fight against it. So, as always, he gave into his worst impulses without a second thought, ideas brought by alcohol or who knows what better forgotten in the dark than actually realized. And yet they plagued him, the need growing by the day, the what ifs accosting on the most unexpected times. He was weak and he was wanting, how could he be denied?
His little sister had many peculiarities, but some things she shared with all the other girls her age. Like candy, she liked all kinds of it although her favourites were the toffee ones grandfather always carried. She liked flowing dresses and parading through the house without a bra, nipples visible through her pyjama shirts every afternoon. Sometimes in summer she would even wear colourful tank tops or strappy nightgowns that gave you a full row seat to her tits when she bent over for something. And she bent over enough that Aegon was starting to think she just wanted him to look.
She was a weird thing, evasive like a little deer yet opinionated about the most unexpected things. Mother babied her quite a lot, in his humble opinion, she treated her like a dumb princess, always bending to her will and forcing everyone to comply with her whims to keep her happy, as if playing loud music during the afternoon was suddenly a crime. Worst of all, Aegon knew she understood everything but pretended not to when it wasn't convenient for her, like anytime father managed to get out of his sickbed and called for her but was promptly ignored without fail. She was a bit of a klutz too, spilling water all over herself or getting out of the bathroom with her dress tucked into her patterned panties as if doing it on purpose to tantalise him.
Helaena barely talked, and when she did it was mostly nonsensical riddles, mother believed she could understand her but it didn't go past superficial likes or dislikes. A mystery grandfather called her, autistic and mostly nonverbal was the official diagnosis. So, with the assurance that she wouldn't tell, Aegon decided to proceed.
The first time he offered her some it was in exchange of touching her tits. They had surely grown in the past years from mosquito bites to propped C cups (which Aegon hoped would turn into D’s in the coming years). Helaena, naive Helaena, accepted with an assent. He had squeezed and pinched her rosy nipples while she kept her shirt up and passed the candy from one side of her mouth to the other, clinking it loudly against her teeth. Once he heard the crunch of it he offered another, but just if she allowed him to suck on them. Helaena had once again accepted, opening her mouth eager to receive it. And just as she sucked on the candy he'd sucked her nipples until they were red and puffy. She had accepted a third one as he'd bullied his hand between her clenched tights mouth busy over her ample chest. Her cotton panties had been wet under her pyjama pants, so he'd made sure to rub her nub until she spasmed, tights closing and mouth doing a weird whining that was oddly endearing. Her face after that had been priceless, blushing from the tip of her nose to her ears and a completely bewildered look that just about confirmed he had just given Helaena her first orgasm.
The next day he brought her more candy and she allowed him to finger her wet pussy open while sucking at her tits. She was truly a vision, sprawled nude on his bed looking so very innocent unlike the girls he used to bring home. Her body was soft all over from her thigh to her tummy, even the little trail of white hairs that was born on her belly button and trailed down to her cunny was feather soft. The only downside was that they could only do that while mother and Daeron were out of the house because his little sister was loud enough sometimes covering her mouth wasn’t enough.
After a week of gently going from two fingers to three he could say his little sister was the cutest when she came, face all scrunched and red with her legs trembling and her cuny absolutely gushing.
Another week later he had decided to take it further. Aegon had lured her to the greenhouse during the night, she'd gladly stripped with a candy in her mouth and flapped her hands when he'd feasted between her thighs. It was obvious how much she loved it, the soft hairs of her mound rubbing against his nose as she tried to grind against him, clumsy in her utter desperation to cum. She'd been such a good girl too by letting him rub himself between her tits that he'd given her an extra piece for the night.
He'd fucked her after a month, finally getting to experience her tight pussy in full, taking advantage of her period to disguise the bleeding that would certainly come from stealing his little sister's virginity. Helaena had been so loud he had been forced to put a hand over her mouth while he fucked her bent over one of the wooden tables inside the greenhouse, lest she attract some neighbourly attention. They did make a mess, but nothing the garden hose couldn't clean; with the benefit that his sister quite enjoyed when he pointed the flow of water directly to her clit.
Helaena's behaviour hadn't changed much despite their activities. She was still diligently feeding her critters, leaving embroidering needles in unsuspecting places and following mum like a shadow whenever she was in the garden. Somehow her general wariness towards him and his room, one he had painfully cultivated in all of his siblings just to have some damn privacy, had disappeared. She started showing up, no knocking and no nothing, tablet in hand just ready to tuck herself against the wall beside his bed, legs to her chest offering a proper view of her panties like the little tease she was, and watching her weird insect videos on full volume, ads included.
Mother had begged him to let her stay, something about socialization and what not. It's not like he was a soulless cunt and would throw her out just for entering his room, she wasn't Aemond (who thank the lord was away at university) or Daeron, nor half as annoying as they were.
He suspected it was a ploy when he found her rummaging through his drawers the one time he'd been allowed to leave work early. The guilty look on her face had been amusing enough, so much so he hadn't even been angry, giving her a piece of candy from his pocket and fingering her against his dresser until she calmed down. Who could really blame her, really? It wasn't her fault she was horny and addicted to the stuff.
Surprisingly she showed a certain degree of entitlement when she was deprived. It wasn't exactly his fault his car needed some parts changed and mother refused to lend him any money since he had been expelled from university. So he had to spend what little he had from his minimum wage job on the repairs and barely had any left for a couple of beers out with his friends, much less to buy his sister's expensive candy. Thus, Helaena grew angry. She stomped about his room, slammed doors and even screamed at him on top of her lungs on occasion, hand stretched and tantrum ready. Of course mother had been quick to blame him, ordering him to give back whatever it is he had taken and refusing to believe he had done no such thing. Moreover, mischievous Helaena refused to elaborate on what exactly she was missing, turning off her speech program when asked and refusing to engage with any of the communication cards mother had once painfully laminated.
It had all come to a head on Friday when grumpy Helaena returned from her day program only to discover he had once again failed to provide her sweets. Screaming, stomping, a drawer upturned and halfway into a meltdown he had made the executive decision of just taking her hand as well as mother's wallet and driving her into the stores. Once candy had been acquired he had finally given her one and driven her into their spot in the forest, just outside of town, and fucked her silly against the backseat. After letting her make all her loud moaning noises and basically squirt all over his poor seat it seemed she had finally calmed down. So that's how he'd driven her back, with still wet tights under her dress, full of cum and eyes still ringed red from crying. It's not like she could get pregnant anyway, seeing as mother had her on birth control since she was fourteen.
A shower later and she was back to being her normal annoying self, which helped mother not be so angry about taking her wallet. And definitely helped sell the story of Helaena just being a spoiled brat who had been upset since the last time he had taken her on and refused to buy what she wanted.
Mother found her grinding against her spider plushie and that was a whole debacle on itself. Accepting her little girl was all grown up and had needs like everyone else was something Alicent Hightower seemed unable to do. So she has confiscated the plushie, taken her tablet for the day and forbidden her from closing her door. She was definitely going back to YouTube kids after mom had caught her with the pseudo cartoon porn video, that was for sure.
He had arrived in the middle of their little war, with Daeron making himself scarce for the afternoon and Helaena going into his room to watch him play some PC shooter on call with his friends. Mother, perhaps in an effort to further humiliate Helaena or urge him to keep an eye on her, had retold the whole story and made him keep his door open as long as she was inside.
Like a wild animal he'd beckoned her onto his lap with the promise of a treat, teasing her nipples in between rounds and pretending he didn't notice the slow grinding against his leg.
While mother prepared dinner he had covered her mouth and rubbed her raw through her striped panties whispering obscenities into her ear until she arched her back in ecstasy.
That same night Aegon had entered her room, and for the first time had felt the need to make sure Helaena understood that what they did was a secret, and if she told anyone there wouldn't be any more candy time ever again. She had nodded solemnly in which was hopefully understanding. It had been a testament of will to leave without touching her, as inviting as she was in her night gown. But he couldn't exactly stuff her full of cum with mother overinvested in Helaena's sexual exploits.
Mother's surveillance had lasted a few weeks which had left Helaena accompanying him to the shops weekly just to get off. She had become such a slut sometimes she'd even purposely forget to get her panties back on just to get a second round after the shopping was done. Just knowing his cum was happily dripping out of her in the chip aisle basically guaranteed it anyway although he’d admit her bouncing from foot to foot in front of the car and acting all shy was quite endearing on its own. She was as shameless as a bitch in heat though, and a couple times he'd been forced to slap her hand away from her crotch just in case she got any ideas in public.
At least Helaena's Keyworker had been quite happy about her recent enthusiasm about shopping with him, which in turn had made mother happy as well. Sadly that meant that he had been assigned the official monthly shopping trip and weekly pop ins just in case, just so Helaena could get the full experience, as if she gave two shits what yoghurt Daeron liked or what brand of toilet paper they used. At least mother had decided to supply him with the funding with a bit extra for the fuel to get there, which wasn't a bad deal for the inconvenience.
That Wednesday Mother had texted him about grandfather's surprise visit that Tuesday, in which he had done his best to pick extra hours at work just to avoid him. Otto adored all of his grandchildren except for him, as if it was his fault his father had decided he wanted to make more kids but didn't want to raise them at all. No wonder only Rhaenyra went to visit him at the nursing home they had dumped him at after his illness got bad enough. Cunts, the two of them.
When he arrived grandfather's car wasn't in the drive way, which was absolutely wonderful because it meant he had completely missed him. He found mother dealing with a post-Otto headache on her bed, Daeron blasting his shitty bass practice and Helaena curled up in the sofa downstairs, animal planet on and eyes razor focused on the screen of her tablet.
His sister looked like a mess, sucking on the candies grandad had brought her, an open bag by her side.
Twitchy and sweaty she'd followed him to his room, gripping at her dress and looking at him pleadingly. It was then when he realised his mistake. Of course when he lifted that dress up he understood the problem, her panties were drenched as well as her tights, Helaena whined loudly when air hit her reddened cunny which forced him to reconsider. One had to wonder how many candies she had sucked on to get herself in that state. How many hours had she spent in a haze of hornyness waiting for him? It reminded him of the guy who made his dog associate food with a sound. Except in this case he had inadvertently pavloved Helaena into getting wet any time she tasted her favourite candy.
Fuck
He grabbed her hand and trudged downstairs, claiming he was going to the shops for some beer and Helaena was coming with. There were no objections, just Daeron's request to get him some Doritos whilst they were at it.
The forest was deserted and dark, a perfect spot for what he was about to do.
Helaena followed him eagerly to the back seat, clumsily clambering onto his lap the moment he lowered his pants and underwear to his tights. In her desperation she hadn't even bothered to take her drenched panties off. Not like such a thing would stop her frantic purchase for relief, grabbing his cock and rubbing it against her pink folds until he hardened in full. She sank into the root with a sigh of relief, as if being empty had been a cruel torment. She didn't even hesitate, didn't even take a moment to accommodate, riding him hungrily just afterwards. It surprised him how bossy she was, grabbing his hand and pushing it against her clit, swollen as it was. He really had trained her well.
His little sister chased her pleasure with a single mind, up and down leaning backwards against the driver's seat to change the angle. The picture she painted was obscene. Blushing cheeks and open mouth, her dress now bunched up on her middle, tits out in the open bouncing with her every move and white cotton panties pushed to the side revealing their joining. Seeing her little hole fully stretched around his girth fired him right up.
He started thrusting back when she increased her rhythm, her high pitched moans announcing her approaching orgasm. The slapping of flesh was drowned by her frantic keens that only increased the more he rubbed her little nub.
“Are you going to cum on your big brother's cock?” He teased, there was always that hint of guilt inside his heart that pushed him to confront what he was doing, and in turn longed to make Helaena complicit to his sins. Not like she cared. Her sole reaction was nodding clumsily, making him wonder if she understood what he was asking at all.
“You need it so bad, don't you?” Aegon continued, absolutely loving her pitiful face. Silver hair stuck to her sweaty brow and her eyes almost crossing.
“My poor sweet girl.” He cooed, just because he knew Helaena adored being babied like that. “Let me make it better, all right? You know I always do.” Her response was a deathly grip on his shirt and more desperate nodding.
She cried out when he pushed her down, taking her hips in one arm and using all his strength to thrust upwards into her wetness. It must have been that what did it, because she completely lost it right afterwards moaning so loud anyone in the forest could probably hear them.
One of his favourite things from fucking his sister was that she would let him keep going as long as her told her what a good girl she was being. So he had pulled her forward enough to suck on her tits and pounded her to oblivion. Long fingers tugged at his hair when he finally spilled deep within, his little sister trembling between his arms, her cunt still spasming around his length.
He'd kissed her then for the first time, her lips looked so inviting one couldn't really deny himself. She was clumsy and there was definitely too much spit involved but Helaena seemed to enjoy it none the less. Perhaps he should reconsider teaching her how to use her mouth properly, all that candy sucking must have done something after all.
It was obvious his little sister still had things to learn, like the wonder of multiple orgasms. So once his softening cock slipped out he substituted it with his two middle fingers, ready to educate her in the art of pleasure.
With his thumb he attacked her engorged clit, holding her down while she struggled through her overstimulation.
Helaena's incoherent babbling urged him to respond, telling her how greedy her pussy was, what a slut she had become, how much she loved cock. Her eyes looked empty as he slipped a third finger in, just as if she wasn't fully there, her mind empty but her nerves alight. Helaena moved up and down erratically, just like one of her crickets, not fully sure if she wanted to escape or fully sink into her pleasure.
She finally came with a sob, four fingers deep and still hungry for more by the way her walls spasmed… By her face he could tell this one had even been stronger than the last, and wasn't that a great learning experience? Perhaps another day they could find out how many consecutive orgasms could he actually bring out of her…
Helaena was fully red in the face with an equally reddened pussy by the time he ushered her out. For a moment he thought about getting her home but seeing as he was hard again and his little sister was so pliable he decided it would be better to fuck her again. Aegon helped her into her new position, with her hands against the door, her tits hanging out of her dress and her legs open. All he needed to do was put it in her already stretched cunt.
She howled with his first thrust as if she hadn't presented to him like a bitch in heat just an hour prior. Yet like the horny girl she was, she stayed in place to get fucked into her next orgasm.
Her tits were hypnotizing, the reflection on the window showing exactly how they swung back and forth with his thrust. It was his luck that they had gotten as big as Rhaenyra’s, soft and supple and definitely perfect to suck on. They were sensitive as well, so much so just playing with her nipples would have his little sister wet and willing in record time.
Now he just watched them, fingers buried in her soft belly and hips crashing against her ass.
His little sister was equally bothered, her nails grasping onto the door frame for dear life while she emitted the most high-pitched sounds he'd ever heard her do. She got even louder when he forced her feet further apart. It must have worked, making him reach even deeper within by the guttural “Uhhhhhh” she let out. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but Aegon could swear he heard something resembling his name in her garbled words. A plea for more, surely, begging to be fucked harder, deeper, rough enough that she felt it for the rest of the day.
There was definitely some kind of sobbing as she brought her right hand to her pussy and started to frantically rub herself. Desperation suited her, her greedy pussy tightening the moment he grabbed her neck and forced her back to curve up. The new angle making wonders as she finally cried out in ecstasy with another deep “Uhhhh” that reverberated through the forest.
Helaena was such a messy girl, squirting down her trembling legs an onto her childish pink trainers. Moaning loudly with every thrust as she rid out her third orgasm and diving back after his cock as if she couldn't handle separating.
He came as deep as he was able almost right after her, fully enjoying the pressure from her contracting walls. Breathing in and taking a moment to enjoy the warmth before pulling out and seeing his cum drip out of her gaping pussy. Aegon wasn't sure if he'd ever seen a pussy as pretty as hers, just on the right side of puffy and not yet darkened by age. But most importantly open and willing, fully wet and trembling slightly as if ushering him in again. Truly a work of art.
He wasn't a monster though, so as soon as he felt ready he got his pants up and helped her away from her position and into his arms. Helaena, as any girl, loved to be fawned over, she'd nuzzle his shirt like a cat wiping her face with it while he told her how fantastic she had been. Her sweaty hair didn't allow him to comb his fingers through it, so he made do with some extra head petting and compliments, waiting until her legs didn't look like they would fail her if he let go. It was a tragedy the fact he had to cover her breasts again, pulling her dress up to its proper place and noticing how she had once again forgone a bra.
There was no way he was letting her out of the car and into the supermarket looking as fucked out as she was. Buying some baby wipes with the requested Doritos and a pack of beers for himself was absolutely necessary. The last thing they needed was Helaena stinking the house the moment she entered, lest she made mom or Daeron suspicious about their little escapades. Which meant he would have to wake up early to do the washing and make their mother think he was smoking pot again. Alas, a worthy sacrifice to get to fuck his baby sister in peace.