Compassionate Rachel part 4

I looked up. Rachel's face looked cold and dark as a trail of smoke trailed up from the barrel of the nine-millimeter she had just shot Becky with. I knew what I had done. It was my fault. If I hadn't given in to temptation this wouldn't have happened. I couldn't believe I let Rachel down like this. Rachel lowered the gun and looked at me, her expression changed quickly as she began to sniffle and tears began to stream down her face. "Oh god Brad what have I done!? I can't believe I did this. Holy shit Brad what am I going to do?"

It was then her body began shaking uncontrollably. I could tell she had just realized what she had done and what the consequences might be, which she obviously hadn't considered until right now. I was shaking too. -plop- The gun slipped from my sisters hand and hit the floor. I didn't know what to do. Hurriedly I put my clothes back on and walked over to my sister. I put my arms around her as she began crying uncontrollably. "I - I just wanted you for myself.. Oh god I- I'm so selfish!" She stuttered. "I just freeked out. I - I didn't know what to do. All I knew was I hated her so much, I just wanted her dead. I - I blacked out. Oh shit Brad they are going to put me in jail aren't they?!"

-FLICK- The lights came on as I looked and saw the figure of my dad standing in the foyer. "Jail? What the hell is going on? What about jail? I heard someone crying..." He began walking closer. He didn't have a view of the other side of the couch so I was certain he didn't see Becky yet. "What the hell are you doing with my gun?!" he pointed at the gun right next to our feet.

My mind was racing. I wasn't sure what to say. ‘Should I tell him?' I thought. I looked over at Rachel, I could tell by the look she gave that she needed me badly now. ‘What the hell am I going to say?!'. "Dad! Let me explain.. You see.. Well, Becky and I.. We were.. Well, April went upstairs and left us alone and well.."

"What the hell does fucking Becky have to do with my gun being down here?" He shouted.

"Well. . . I was just about to get to that.. See.. Becky likes to roleplay. .. and well.. I wasn't comfortable at first but it was really turning her on.."

"What was turning her on?" He demanded.

"Well, she wanted me to act like she was raping me. She wanted me to act like I was in trouble. So we were getting into it and about half way she wanted to liven things up so she asked if I had a gun. I was really uncomfortable but I was so horny I wasn't thinking strait. I went and got your nine and gave it to her. She said she just wanted to use it to make it feel more real, that she was really raping me. So she had the gun and I was saying things like I was struggling with her. All the sudden out of no where Rachel shows up and thinks I'm really in trouble.. She grabbed the gun away from Becky.. and... . ." I stopped.

"You fucking kids. What next? She run home? Huh? Where the fuck is Becky?" He walked closer and then he saw the blood that was trickling out beside the couch now. "Holy shit" He walked over closer to get a better look. His face flinched as he saw her. I could tell it was hard for him to look. He double over. "Oh my God. Kids.. Oh shit. She's dead isn't she"

"Yeah dad.. I don't know what to do. If anyone finds out they'll never believe me and Rachel will probably go to jail" I stammered. Rachel fell to the floor with her head in her hands and began balling her eyes out.

"The hell she will! No one's taking my little girl to jail Damnit! We're cleaning this shit up. It never fucking happened. You hear me you two? It never fucking happened!!" our dad commanded. Rachel just nodded.

"Yes sir" I replied. ‘Holy shit' I thought ‘He fucking believed me'. I couldn't believe it. ‘Okay' I thought ‘forget all that, let's just do what he said and clean this mess up'.

"And don't even think about telling your mother or sister about this. . .. Never." He said as he came up the steps with a tarp and cleaning supplies. "Well, let's clean this shit up before morning."

By about four o'clock we had everything cleaned up and dad said he'd make sure the body was never found, not that I'd want to know what he did with it. Rachel began to cry again as we sat on our freshly cleaned leather couch. "I am so sorry Rachel. . . It was all my fault. . If I hadn't."

"No no.." She interrupted, "I - It was me. I mean.. It was my fault. Brad.. ? I wonder.. Do you regret what happened between us?"

"No way! I love you sis. I love you so much. I can't believe that I betrayed your love like that. I can't imagine going on without you, but I understand if you don't trust me. You don't know how much I hate myself right now. I just want last night to go away and us to be in love... making love again."

She looked at me intently. As if she were studying the look on my face. Her tear soaked face then pressed to mine. Our lips began touched again and the sparks began to fly once more. After only a few moments of our tongue entwined kiss I had all but forgotten everything that had just happened. She moved my hand to her waist band. "Oh honey, we should take this upstairs just in case dad comes back". And with that we rushed up the stairs between her bedroom door and the bed she had managed to remove all of her clothing minus her panties and bra. I had done the same as I made my way over to my beautiful sister who with her legs spread knew how obvious her arousal was to me as she could feel her panties were quite wet against her skin.

As I came closer to her pulling my boxers off she reached out her hand and took hold of my very erect cock which twitched as she touched it. "Oh brad" she said very seductively, "I can feel the cream pouring from my body and I've nothing to satisfy me! Oh Brad if only ..." She trailed off as she slowly inserted my cock into her wanting mouth. I was now standing beside the bed. She had propped herself up on one elbow as she took my length into her mouth without hesitation. Her tongue swirled the head while her hand stroked the base slowly. She looked up at me as she sucked. Looking into her eyes like that drove me wild with desire. I reached down with my left hand and began to ease her panties down trying not to make it difficult for her to continue what she was doing. Finally I had them down to her knees. I pulled myself from her mouth and jerked her panties the rest of the way off.

"I have something for that!" I said sternly but winked at the same time. With a sly grin on my face I pulled her legs to hang off the edge of the bed and I slowly buried my cock deep inside her soft wet flesh. No doubt she was very aroused. Entry was practically effortless as I began to fuck her. The warm feeling of her sweet pussy was as perfect as ever. I looked deep into her eyes "I love being this way with you. I can't imagine not being able to love you like this." We made love like that for many minutes. Her beautiful body below me. Her breasts swaying with the tender motion of our bodies. Her head jerked slightly. I loved this part. When some of her senses became numb and other senses were highted. When the pleasure inside her body was rising so much she could hardly keep her eyes open. Her hips were grinding now as I pushed my way in and out of her cum flowing slit.

Suddenly I heard a small thump. ))thump(( .. It came from the closet. It was cracked open. Rachel was close to cumming when we both looked up to see if someone was there. "Damnit Brad just fuck me! Make me cum please!" she urged me as she bucked wildly ready to explode. With my hands on her breasts I began to pump quicker and faster. Rachel began to moan as her body released it's fluid all over my shaft. I could feel her cum splash slightly against my legs. Then....

"Ohhhh" I heard a slight moan coming from the closet.

"What in the hell is that?" I said out loud. This time I had lost complete concentration in what I was doing and turned my attention to the closet. I walked over and slung the door open. "APRIL!! Ummm uhhh April uhhh shit.. Hi we were umm . What the hell are you doing in here?!"

I looked her over and it was obvious she had been masturbating. Her pants were down around her ankles and the fingers on her right hand were soaked and the closet smelled of her sex. Which at the time I took notice of and thought it to be quite intoxicating. However I chose to ignore that and find out just what the hell she was doing.

"I'm sorry Brad.. I just .. Well I heard some noise downstairs and when I went to look I saw you guys kissing and I got curios and when you guys were coming upstairs I came in here to hide. I'm sorry I didn't see anything I swear!"

"Bullshit you little bitch!" Rachel Scolded her little sister.

"Wait a minute! What am I apologizing for?! I saw everything and just wait until mom and dad find out!" April snapped back.

"No! I'm sorry April I didn't mean to call you a bitch. Maybe we can work something out?" Rachel said softly.

To Be continued . . . .