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A New Bed to Share
by Pseudonymous (pseudonymous_anon@hotmail.com)

***

My sister Rachel and I, were always close. For nearly 2 
months out of the year we were the same age. I was born 
at the end of January, she end of November. Although I 
thought she was cute, even beautiful when she smiled, I 
never really saw her in a sexual way before. At least, 
not until I turned 17. (MF-teens, youths, inc, 1st, 
mast, oral, rom)

***

My sister, Rachel, and I, were always close. For nearly 
2 months out of the year we were the same age; I was 
born at the end of January, she end of November. Our 
father died a couple of months before Rachel was born, 
and as a result I always felt more protective of her. 
Mum was pretty independent and although I learnt from 
her later in life just how hard dad's death hit her, 
she always managed okay. 

When it was time for me to go to primary school, mum 
enrolled us both at the same time, halfway through the 
year - enough to give my sister a chance to keep up, 
and short enough that I didn't miss out on anything, I 
suppose. She wanted us to be together as close and as 
much as possible, and contrary to how I saw other kids 
my age act about their siblings, I didn't mind.

We shared the same bedroom and bath time until I turned 
about 9 and Rachel was 8. We both started puberty at 
the same time, and we suddenly began to notice the 
changes happening in both our bodies. We were never 
ashamed of each others nudity or our own, we were 
completely comfortable with each other. We would notice 
and compare notes while we bathed, but a few months 
after we began to come of age our mum got a promotion. 

This meant a transfer to another state, another school, 
another house. Because mum was earning more money, we 
now got separate rooms as opposed to the two single 
beds me and my sister had shared up until that point. 
The few weeks off work while we moved made mum a bit 
more aware about how her kids were growing, and though 
I'm sure it must have been uncomfortable for her, she 
sat us down, said "William, Rachel, we need to have a 
talk," and gave us one about the birds and the bees. 
Rachel and I started showering separately after that, 
and although it was a fairly major change and I missed 
our routine at first, we both quickly adapted.

In many ways we began to drift apart, but in many ways 
we remained as close as ever. I started noticing girls, 
and of course Rachel started to attract the guys. By 
the time we started high school, She was about half a 
head shorter than me at 5 and a half feet, and she kept 
her black hair cropped short, sweeping down and around 
to the front of her neck. Rachel was also devastatingly 
intelligent for her age, probably a result of starting 
school earlier than most people. 

She had amazingly green eyes and even from a brotherly 
point of view, a cute smallish nose, and dimples that 
showed whenever she smiled. She was filling out nicely 
too, and had about C cup breasts that filled out to 
about a D by the time she was 16 (which I knew from 
shopping with her). Although I found her cute, even 
beautiful when she smiled or laughed, I never really 
saw her in a sexual way. At least, not until I turned 
17.

Neither of us were naïve, we had both been in a few 
relationships; I hadn't been in anything too serious 
and had never gotten further than heavy groping and 
kissing, but Rachel's last relationship had been only 
been her second and it had lasted almost 8 months. But 
she broke it off with him (his name was Steve or 
something) because he was starting to get pushy about 
going all the way. That night when I heard Rachel being 
dropped off and his car screeching away, she came 
straight into my room while I was reading a book, sat 
down heavily, sighed, then lay out next to me.

"Hey Will!" she said in a forced cheerful, sing-song 
voice.

"What's up, sis?" I asked, dog-eared the page I was on 
and dropped it next to me.

"Steve and I just broke up."

"Ah. Sorry to hear that. You ok?"

Rachel shrugged. "Eh, I'll get over it."

"What happened?"

She remained staring up at the ceiling. "I told him 
he'd have to stop what he was doing, because I didn't 
want him to get the shit kicked out of him by you," she 
said.

I smiled out of the corner of my mouth. I probably 
wasn't the kind of person to do that kind of thing, but 
I guess if anything could get me worked up enough it 
would be for my sister. "What did he do?"

"He tried to put the moves on me in the car. He's been 
getting pushier and pushier the last few weeks, saying 
clichéd stuff like how he needs to express his love 
physically. Probably lines he learnt from a porno. He 
tried to shove his tongue down my throat and grab my 
tits."

I tensed up a bit at that. "Did he hurt you?"

Rachel took a deep breath, then giggled. "No, but I 
bitch-slapped him pretty hard and told him to fuck off. 
Then I got out of the car and he took off."

I relaxed and chuckled a little. "Well, at least he 
waited until he dropped you off. I probably would have 
bitch-slapped both of you if I had to come out to some 
secluded park or something and pick you up."

"Oh, thanks a lot, jerk," she groaned, rolling over and 
punching me in the arm.

"Anything for you, sis," I said, giving her an annoying 
smirk, which turned into a more genuine smile. "I am 
glad you're okay, though."

"Thanks, bro," she said, those dimples appearing on her 
cheeks as she smiled. She leaned over and hugged me, 
and I put my arms around her too. "I guess we're both 
looking for love now," she said in a dopey voice, her 
eyes rolled back. I had broken up with my girlfriend a 
few weeks previous to that; she got drunk at a party 
and fucked some guy whose name she never even knew.

"Guess we are, my broken-hearted friend," I replied in 
a mournful voice.

"Okay, I'm gonna go shower for about 30 minutes in 
water as hot as I can stand, then I'm going to bed," 
Rachel said, getting up from my bed. "Night, Will."

"Night, Rachel," I said, watching her walk away and 
then close my door. I sighed, picking up my book again, 
finding myself wishing I could find a girl just like my 
sister.

* * * *

It was after that night both of us just seemed to lose 
interest in pursuing relationships, at least as far as 
boyfriends and girlfriends go. Rachel acted blasé about 
her breakup with Steve, but I knew she'd been hurt by 
her breakup like I had with mine, albeit in a different 
way. We started hanging out with each other more after 
that, going to movies or watching TV, playing games, or 
playing tennis every now and then. 

We would sometimes watch TV while lying on the floor, 
me with my head propped up by some cushions, her head 
resting on my stomach. Sometimes when I was sitting 
either on the couch or resting up against it she would 
sit in front of me and say, "tickle my back." 

That was something that went back a long way, something 
we'd done as kids. So Rachel would sit cross-legged in 
front of me, being just the right height so as not to 
block my view, and I'd run my fingers up and down her 
back, over her shirt. The difference now and when we 
were kids, was that I could feel the strap of her bra 
as I ran my fingers around her shoulder blades.

It was a few months after her breakup when our aunty 
called. My mum's sister was married with one daughter. 
It had been a while since we'd all been together, and 
it was my cousin's 12th birthday, and it was a 4 day 
weekend, so it was a good excuse as any to take the 
trip back to our hometown and visit them.

The drive there took a few hours, and we kept the 
windows down the whole way because of the summer heat. 
We arrived long before the party was due to start which 
gave us a change to catch up on what the families had 
been up to. It wasn't too long before Rachel asked if 
we could use the pool.

"Of course you can," aunt Marie replied.

"Sweet, thanks!" said Rachel, and we both got up to get 
our stuff from the car.

"Bring the rest of the luggage in with you," mum said, 
and we both groaned. When we brought it back in, our 
aunt walked with us down the hall to our room. "After 
your grandfather died we used some of the money to get 
some new furniture," she said as she opened the door to 
the guest room. The old single mattress on the floor I 
remembered from when we used to stay over had been 
replaced by a queen size pine framed bed. Rachel sat 
down on it and bounced a few times experimentally. 
"Feels comfy!" she said.

"Well, I should hope so," laughed Marie. "Your towels 
and everything should be in the ensuite," she said, 
gesturing towards the door on the other side of the 
room. "If you need anything else just ask."

"Thanks aunt Marie," Rachel and I chimed as she walked 
off. Rachel got up off the bed and grabbed some stuff 
out of her bag. "I'm going to get changed," she said, 
heading towards the ensuite and closing the door. I got 
changed as well, and we both headed off to the pool.

The party was pretty standard, lots of noise and kids 
running around. Rachel and I stayed in our swimming 
gear since it was hot enough, which allowed us to jump 
in and out of the pool whenever we wanted. Eventually 
the party ended, and everyone went home. Mum got 
changed so that she could swim, and our aunt drove 
Sandra to her friends place so she could stay the 
night, and Rachel announced she was going to shower. 

I swam a few more laps, to give Rachel time enough in 
the shower, before I headed in. Since I didn't hear the 
shower running, I opened the door to the ensuite and 
walked straight in. Rachel was standing with one foot 
up on the edge of the bathtub and was stretched down, 
drying off her other leg. For an instant I had a full 
uninhibited view of her magnificent body, and almost 
hypnotically drank in the sight from her feet up. 

Her smooth, milky, curved thighs met at the dark, bushy 
triangle of hair which was either naturally light or 
trimmed, I didn't know. It obscured her pussy from view 
except, I thought, the faint outline of her lips. My 
eyes were drawn up past the curve of her hips and her 
puckered belly button to her rounded breasts, and at 
the tips of her shapely orbs her soft nipples which 
were framed by inch wide, dark areolae. I then swept my 
eyes up her long neck to find her green eyes gazing at 
me from her frame of dark hair.

"Uh, ocupado?" she said with a faint hint of amusement 
in her voice as she brought the towel up to cover 
herself. I realised I had my mouth open. 

"Shit! Sorry!" I said, turned around and left, closing 
the door behind me. I wasn't embarrassed so much by 
bursting in like that (after all we had spent many 
years comfortable being naked around each other), but 
more by my undashing, slack-jawed reaction. Fuck, my 
sister was gorgeous! I sat down on the bed, forgetting 
I was still in wet shorts, then immediately stood up as 
my sister came out of the bathroom with the cream 
coloured towel wrapped around her. 

"You can use it now, Will," she said, walking towards 
her bag. Just before she passed me she paused. "At 
ease, soldier," she said, then giggled. I groaned and 
went to the shower trying my best to hide the boner 
that was tenting my shorts.

* * * *

That night we all had dinner outside, cooked on the 
barbeque by our uncle Ted. It had been a hot and humid 
day and huge, and although black clouds were rolling 
in, it was still quite warm, but dark clouds were 
starting to roll in, indicating it would probably storm 
later, and bringing a cool change. Rachel acted 
normally, which put me at ease, but I also noticed that 
she had an amused look in her eyes every time mine 
caught hers from across the table. We finished our meal 
and were quickly driven inside by the mosquitoes. 

On her way home Marie had stopped by the video store 
and picked up a bunch of DVDs. Good taste in films ran 
in our family, thankfully, so she had picked up a good 
selection. We watched Office Space that night. Some of 
the other furniture they had bought included a set of 
comfortable, soft, suede couches. Mum, Rachel and I sat 
on one of the largest couches, with Rachel in the 
middle halfway through the movie Rachel looked at me 
with a strange little grin, yawned and stretched, then 
leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. 

I could play that game, too. I yawned theatrically and 
wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

"Don't get any strange ideas, buster," she said 
quietly, and we both laughed softly. I have to admit, 
it did feel nice though, as she snuggled herself up to 
me and got comfortable.

After the movie, Mum announced she was going to bed. 
Aunt Marie said she was going as well, and they both 
went to the kitchen to have a cup of tea before they 
retired. Rachel patted me on the leg and said she was 
going to the toilet. I somewhat regretfully lifted my 
arm up so she could get up. While they were all gone, 
Ted asked what movie I wanted to watch. I went through 
what we had and picked Pirates of the Caribbean, and 
put it in the player. I went back to the couch and lay 
down, stretching myself across it, my head resting on a 
cushion. 

As the main menu came up on the screen, Rachel walked 
back in. "Oh cool, Pirates!" I made to sit up again, 
but before I could she plonked herself down in the 
middle of the couch, lay down and brought her legs up. 
My arm was sticking out, and she rested her head 
against my bicep as she snuggled up against me again. 

Her head was just below mine, so I could still see the 
screen, but this new level of intimacy brought 
something else to my attention: the smell of her hair. 
I'd known girls' hair smelt good from my girlfriends, 
of course, but this was something else. I loved that 
clean, feminine scent more than any of the girls I had 
been with. Reactively, without even thinking properly, 
my other arm snaked around her waist. My sister 
immediately moved her own arm down towards mine, at 
first I thought to move it away, but she simply slid 
hers on top of mine and twined her fingers between 
mine.

I never enjoyed Pirates as much as I did that night.

After the movie finished, I looked over at my uncle. He 
was fast asleep in his recliner, and it was nearing 
midnight. I patted Rachel's stomach, and she stretched 
and got up. I woke Ted, who mumbled "Goodnight" and 
staggered off to his own bedroom. Rachel and I shut 
down everything, turned off all the lights and headed 
to our room.

Rachel got changed in the bathroom, and since it was 
still quite warm, I changed into a fresh pair of 
boxers, climbed into bed, and switched off the bedside 
lamp. I heard a low rumble from outside, which meant 
that it would definitely storm tonight.

A couple of minutes later, the bathroom door opened and 
my sister stood there, in a thin, oversized cotton 
shirt which reached about halfway down her thighs. The 
light shone around her for a moment, then she switched 
off the bathroom light and got into her side of the 
bed. 

"Goodnight, bro," she said, leaning over and kissing me 
on the cheek.

"Night, sis," I replied.

I lay there in the dark, listening to her breathing. 
After just a few minutes, though, I could hear the 
sound of a mosquito buzzing around. "Shit," I said 
quietly. "Can you hear that, Rachel?"

"Yeah," she replied. "Fucking mozzies." I leaned over 
and switched the light back on, and got out of bed. I 
could see it buzzing around near the ceiling on the far 
side of the room. I jumped up at it a few times, trying 
to grab it, but it did that magical disappearing act 
mosquitoes do when you swat at them and miss them. I 
stood there for a few moments searching for it, then 
saw it out of the corner of my eye. I grabbed at it, 
and this time, got it.

"Hah!" I said triumphantly, brushing it off my hand. I 
looked at Rachel. "How about some praise for your big 
brother?"

She was grinning. "Well, I guess this makes us almost 
even," she said, then rolled over before I could ask 
her what she meant. I went to the bathroom to wash my 
hands. When I looked in the mirror, I saw what she 
meant. The button on my boxers had come undone, leaving 
me on full display. I groaned, and heard Rachel laugh. 
Buttoning myself up again, I washed my hands, trying 
not to imagine what it must have looked like as I 
jumped around, and failing.

I switched the light off and headed back to bed. I 
swear I could almost feel her smug smile. I lay there 
for a few more minutes, trying to get to sleep. But the 
storm had been growing, and now distant flashes came 
through the curtains as the rumbles started to get 
louder and closer.

"Will?"

"Yeah?"

Rachel rolled over towards me. "Tickle my back."

I thought about it for a moment - but only a moment. 
"Sure." I rolled over onto my side, and she rolled back 
over, and then scooted back until she was about half a 
foot away. I ran my fingers down from her neck, and at 
her shoulderblades felt the width of a bra strap. A few 
more inches down and I found her shirt bunched up to 
around the pit of her back, and then my fingers were 
roaming over her bare skin. I ran my hand back up to 
her neck again, bunching her shirt up a bit more as I 
passed over it, going in slow circles, when Rachel 
suddenly said "Shit, that's going to get annoying."

I felt her sitting up, and as a flash came through the 
curtains it illuminated her as she took off her shirt. 
I could now see that she was wearing just a bra and 
panties. She threw the shirt on the floor and settled 
back down, and I resumed tracing designs across her 
back and sides with my fingertips. Touching her bare 
skin was completely different, and as I dragged my 
fingers down her spine she arched her back just 
slightly, and I kept going until I hit the two little 
dimples above her panty line and went back up, the 
fabric of her bra strap flexing each time I passed my 
fingers over it.

"Hang on a minute."

I rested my hand on her hip as she once again sat up. 
In the gloom I saw her reach behind her and unhook the 
bra.

I swallowed, a little apprehensively I'll admit. The 
rain at that moment chose to start, and we could both 
hear it pattering on the roof as she lay down again 
with a contented sigh. "Okay, keep going," my sister 
said.

I went back to it. This time, I went further around her 
sides, until when I dragged my fingers down under her 
arm I could feel the roundness of the side of her 
breast. She arched her back again, more obviously this 
time, and with just the tiniest hint of a sigh. My 
fingers went down this time to the top edge of her 
panties, and I traced the edge of it across her back, 
and I heard her inhale deeply as I did so. It didn't 
even occur to me if it was wrong or not, but I had 
found myself incredibly aroused by her and my full 
erection was once again tenting my boxers. At least it 
was still buttoned.

The rains intesity was increasing. Then there was 
another flash of lightning, much closer this time as 
the rumble that followed was only slightly after the 
flash and much louder. Rachel jumped slightly in 
surprise to it and moved back a tiny bit, just enough 
for her shoulders to now be touching just below my 
chest. I tickled my way slowly up her back again, and 
made another descent, my hand once daring to go down 
along the side of her breast.

Just as I passed under her armpit, there was a massive, 
bright flash, and an instant later a giant crack of 
thunder that rang in my ears. Rachel almost leapt back 
towards me with a startled sound, and suddenly I found 
my hand cupping her breast. We held that position, as I 
found myself holding my breath, for countless seconds, 
and I realised she was doing the same. I think we were 
both waiting for the other to react. Then, my sister 
pressed herself fully back against me, her butt 
pressing against the base of my cock, sandwiching the 
rest of it between us as she gave a soft whimper of 
pleasure.

I squeezed her breast gently with my hand, then ran my 
fingertips against her nipple. Within seconds the 
small, soft nubs had become hard. I could feel my 
manhood throbbing against her back as I massaged her 
tit. I was intently aware of the rapid change in 
breathing in both of us.

'Oh Will,' Rachel moaned as she half turned onto her 
back and turned her face towards mine. In the dim light 
I could see her lips part and I moved my head so I 
could meet them with my own. At first we both kissed 
tentatively; but within seconds it had turned into the 
most passionate kiss I had ever had. Our tongues 
explored each others mouths and my sister was beginning 
to moan softly with each short breath which I could 
feel in my hand, as I pinched at her nipples.

Her body began to rhythmically push against mine and I 
began to return the movement as her butt pressed into 
my dick. I moved my hand to feel her other breast but 
found it blocked by her arm which seemed to be 
trembling. I traced it down and before my hand even met 
hers I knew where it led.

My sister was fingering herself while I kissed her!

At that point all inhibitions were gone. I fiercely 
grabbed her exposed breast with one hand and stuck my 
other hand in my boxers and began furiously stroking my 
cock. My sister suddenly broke off the kiss, tensed up 
against me, and let out a shuddering moan as she came. 
That was all it took for me, a few more strokes and I 
grunted, shooting cum all over the inside of my boxers.

We both slowly came down from our sexual highs and our 
breathing returned to normal. "Oh, man!" Rachel 
suddenly groaned. "My panties are soaked!" She switched 
the light on and pulled the cover down, once again 
allowing me to see her beautiful, naked body. she 
reached down with both hands and peeled off her 
panties; they were indeed soaked with her juices. 

She threw them on the floor and collapsed back on the 
bed, her face still flushed, a faint sheen of sweat on 
her brow. I took my hand out of my boxers and slowly 
pulled them down, trying to soak up as much cum as I 
could. Rachel giggled as she watched with interest.

"Christ, what a mess you made!" she giggled. I just 
nodded, then pulled my boxers off and wiped up as much 
as I could with them, but as most guys know, cleaning 
jizz out of your pubic hair is quite a chore. I gave up 
and dropped my boxers over the edge of the bed and 
dropped down next to Rachel.

I turned my head to hers. "Well," I said.

"That was fun," she smiled back at me.

"It wasn't too bad," I said, having just had the most 
intense orgasm of my life.

"Yeah." Rachel leaned towards me and we kissed again. 
"Say, Will..."

"Yeah, Rach?"

"Do you think that's something you wouldn't mind doing 
again?"

I considered that. What we had just done was 
spontaneous, and I knew a lot of people would probably 
see it as wrong, and I told her that, and she watched 
me impassively.

"But," I continued, "that was fucking amazing, and I 
love you, Rach, and it sure as hell didn't feel wrong 
to me."

She smiled at me. "Good," she said. "Because I've been 
thinking. I want you to be my first."

"What!"

"Oh come on, Will," she said, putting her hand on my 
chest. "I love you like crazy, and I always have. It's 
just in the last few weeks I've realised I don't just 
love you, I'm in love WITH you."

Only later on would I question the morality or ethics 
of what we were doing, and even then I didn't give much 
thought to it. I know most people would think our 
actions to be wrong, even evil. But the way I felt 
about my sister, and my love for her sure as fuck 
didn't feel wrong to me, and I only felt happiness at 
her words. As our love for each other turned physical, 
it didn't feel like we were taking the next step, or 
taking it too far; it felt like an extension of our 
love, and the most natural thing in the world. But I 
also knew that we would have to keep our love secret 
from everybody.

By this time I was already hard again. I brought my leg 
up between her thighs, then pressed it up against her 
warm pussy. I could feel the dampness of her as well as 
her soft but scratchy bush against my thigh. She gave a 
small sigh and pressed herself against me as our lips 
met. I held her tightly as she began rocking her hips 
slightly against my thigh.

Rachel ran her hand down my back, then around my hip. I 
pulled away slightly and she wrapped her delicate hand 
around my seven inch cock and squeezed. she broke off 
the kiss and rested back on the bed, looking down at it 
in her hand. "You know, I've never seen this thing 
while it was hard," she said.

"Well you'll probably be seeing it like that a lot more 
from now on," I said.

My sister smiled. "We'll see," she said, as she spread 
her legs, her other hand sliding down her stomach and 
then over her mound. "Ready when you are, big guy," she 
said, rubbing herself.

I rolled on top of her, then knelt down between her 
legs, bringing my hips towards hers as I leaned over 
her, my hands pressing into the bed on either side of 
her shoulders. Pre-cum was already beginning to leak 
out of my cock, as I pushed it up against her pussy. It 
deflected up, sliding between her lips and grazing 
across her clit. 

I began moving my hips, trying to find her entrance, 
and although I had seen my share of porn movies and 
diagrams in books, it was pretty obvious I didn't 
really know what I was doing, and my horniness and 
frustration didn't help my patience. My shaft continued 
to rub back and forth across her lips, and I began to 
awkwardly reposition myself.

Before I did though, Rachel murmured "Stop teasing me 
and put it in, you bastard," before reaching down and 
directing my cock a lot lower than where I was aiming. 
I felt the head of my cock slide between her lips, then 
felt it push through her tight opening. I instinctually 
began pushing into her, but stopped as a sharp intake 
of breath came from my sister and she put her hand on 
my chest. 

"Be gentle," she whispered, looking up at me. I nodded, 
then leaned down and kissed her. I shifted my weight 
and began pushing into her again slowly. Although she 
was incredibly wet, she was also incredibly tight. I 
had slid in to about half way when she winced, closing 
her eyes, and I stopped, giving her a few moments to 
relax and adjust. Then she nodded and I pushed again, 
and suddenly I found my balls pushing against her and 
realised I was inside her to the hilt. 

I could feel the walls of her vagina gripping me, 
pulsing in time to her heartbeat, and as I looked down 
at my sister it took all of my will not to explode my 
cum into her right there and then, knowing that my 
beautiful sister had given me her virginity, and I had 
done the same for her.

Her breathing had become shallower, and I watched her 
face. After a few moments she opened her eyes, saw me 
and smiled. I grimaced, waiting for the pressure in my 
balls to abate. I was determined not to cum until she 
did. I began thrusting my hips slowly, short strokes at 
first but then longer until I nearly felt myself leave 
her, then pushing all the way in again. I did in fact 
come out a few times, but my sister reached down 
quickly and guided me back into her. 

Determined I may have been, but I was fighting a losing 
battle. Even though I had just cum earlier, within 
minutes I could feel myself approaching the point of no 
return. I began to speed up, and Rachel began to pant, 
and then began to moan sensually. That put me over the 
edge, and I felt my glans begin to swell. "Oh, fuck, 
Rach! I'm cumming!" I groaned.

"Yes! Will! Yes! Cum inside me! Cum in meeeee!"

I let out a long, shuddering moan as I pushed into her 
as hard as I could. My cock jerked inside her, spraying 
rope after rope of cum into her hot, wet pussy. That 
seemed to push Rachel over the edge, too. As my dick 
throbbed inside her, suddenly the walls of her pussy 
contracted, squeezing and milking every drop from me. 
She arched up towards me as she let out a cry which 
turned into a guttural moan.

I could barely support myself. My arms were shaking and 
I thought I was going to collapse. I let myself down as 
gently and as quickly as I could. We both sprawled 
there exhausted, panting and sweating.

"That was... fucking incredible," she whispered, my 
cock still hard and buried deep in her pussy. "That 
just felt... so.... fucking amazing." Rachel opened her 
eyes slowly, her chest heaving but a look of serene 
satisfaction on her face.

"Yeah... it was," was all I could manage. 

We both lay there, listening to the rain drumming on 
the roof and against the windows. After a few minutes, 
Rachel turned over, throwing her arm across me and 
rested her head on my chest. I stroked her hair and she 
gave a contended sigh.

Being the strapping young lad that I was, and feeling 
my naked sister laying against me, my cock began to 
recover. Rachel watched as it slowly became erect, 
getting larger with each throb. Before long my dick was 
proudly standing fully to attention.

"That is so cool," Rachel giggled, reached down and 
began stroking it. I slid my hand down her back and 
began fondling her breast again, and she turned her 
head towards mine and we shared a long, intimate kiss.

After a few minutes, Rachel rolled herself on top of 
me, then sat up on my thighs, brought herself forward 
and slid herself along my shaft. Then she raised 
herself up, reached down and positioned my cock, and 
still well lubricated with both of our fluids, in one 
motion impaled herself on me.

I loved the feeling of that first penetration, and I 
know she did too, as she closed her eyes and moaned 
when her pussy lips pressed against the base of my 
cock. I ran my hands up her legs and held her hips as 
she began moving up and down, setting the pace. I could 
dimly hear wet sounds each time our crotches met, and 
began pushing my hips up slightly to meet hers each 
time she slid down my cock. Her nipples were completely 
hard and jutted out from her tits which bounced each 
time she lowered herself on me. 

We managed to keep this slow fucking pace for a lot 
longer than our last time. Rachel's breathing became 
heavier, then her pace began to quicken and her breaths 
turned into husky moans. I ran my hands up her waist 
and cupped her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing her 
nipples.

"Oh, yessss," Rachel moaned, pushing her chest against 
my hands and gripping my forearms. Her pistoning 
stopped, and she paused for a second with my cock 
buried deeply in her snatch, then began just rocking 
her hips with short, but incredibly fast strokes. I 
could feel her pressing down harder and harder upon me 
as she began to squeal "yes, yes, yes," with each 
stroke. Moments later her eyes flew open and she looked 
into mine, then closed them again as her back arched 
and she let out a final, drawn-out "yessssssssssss!" I 
felt her come around me, her body making small, sexy 
little twitches as it did.

Finally she was spent, and she almost fell forward 
against me. I felt my still hard cock being bent up by 
the change in position, and felt pretty proud that I 
was able to outlast her, but being even more turned on 
by the knowledge I brought my sister to orgasm.

I wrapped my arms around her, allowing her to catch her 
breath. Then holding her tightly, rolled over until I 
was on top, my cock still inside her. Her eyes slowly 
opened and she had this dreamy smile on her face as she 
looked up at me. She caressed my cheek with her hand as 
I resumed fucking her. This time I didn't try to hold 
back, and less than a minute later I was jerking my 
hips as my cock exploded again, shooting gobs of 
incestuous cum deep inside her.

Both satisfied for the moment, though completely 
drained, I fell asleep moments after, lying next to 
her, our bodies still pressed against each other.

* * * *

I woke up and looked at the clock. It was just past 
5am, the storm had abated and my sister was still 
sleeping, her arm wrapped around me and her leg across 
mine. My cock was completely hard and it throbbed 
against her thigh. I wonder what woke me up?

I kissed my sister's forehead and stroked her arm. 
After a few moments she made a little noise in the back 
of her throat, and stretched. "What time is it?" she 
asked.

"Just past 5," I said.

"Mmmmm. Then we've got some time before everyone else 
wakes up," she said, and I could sense her smiling.

I pulled her tighter against me and we kissed, our 
tongues exploring. My hand dropped down to her breast, 
and I pinched her nipple between thumb and forefinger, 
and within seconds it was hard. I kissed my way down to 
her other nipple and engulfed it in my mouth. Rachel 
moaned softly as I sucked at it, exploring it with my 
tongue, feeling the bumps and ridges around it. I 
nipped at it gently, and she let out a small "ah" 
sound. I played with her soft, pliant breasts for a few 
more minutes, then she took my hand and led it to her 
crotch.

I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. 
I passed my hand through her pubes and as she opened 
her legs I went further down and explored her wetness. 
I ran my fingers gently over her moist lips and pushed 
between them, feeling at first a round little bump, 
then moving further down the tight, wet ring of her 
opening.

I turned on the bedside light, and knelt between her 
legs. My sister lifted her knees up and spread her 
legs, without any trace of embarrassment, and I took a 
closer look at her blushing vagina. I got my first good 
smell of her earthy, musky odour and it turned me on 
even more. Her inner lips were completely aroused and 
inflamed, and I played with them, spreading them apart. 

I then saw her clitoris, which was about a quarter of 
the size of one of her nipples, nestled under a hood at 
the top of her slit. I pressed my finger against it and 
Rachel jumped and I heard her have a sharp intake of 
breath.

Her hand covered mine. "Here, I'll show you how to do 
it," she whispered in a husky voice. She put my fingers 
on top of her hood and moved them in circles, and she 
let out a soft moan. I began rubbing her slightly 
faster, and her hand left mine to grab at her breasts 
and pinch her nipples. 

I brought my other hand up and explored the entrance to 
her pussy, then pushed my index finger in about half 
way, enjoying the way it was gripped by her. As I 
pushed it in further, Rachel began to moan louder and 
her hips began to buck. I'd heard my friends talk about 
doing this, and I wanted to try it. I pushed my face 
into her folds, my tongue flicking across her clit as I 
pushed my finger in and out of her.

She squealed and her hips nearly leapt off the bed as 
she came right then. Her legs collapsed around my head 
and I felt one of her hands gripping my hair. I could 
taste her sweet juice as it leaked out around my finger 
and lapped at her, the taste of my sister, and I loved 
it. Her hips continued to buck against my face, then 
gradually she settled down, breathing hard.

She kissed me hard as I slid back up her body, and I 
knew she tasted herself on my lips, and my cock gave a 
twitch at the thought.

"Will, that was... fantastic... thank you, so much," 
she said.

"That's alright, Rach," I said, smiling at her. "It was 
nice to get... better acquainted with it."

She laughed quietly, then kissed me again as she 
reached down and grabbed my erection. "A pleasure to 
meet you, too," she said, pushed me onto my back with 
her other hand.

My cock was wet with pre-cum as she knelt over it. 
Rachel wrapped her hand around my shaft and squeezed, 
pushing another clear drop out of the tip of the head. 
"Oooh, neat," she cooed, then her warm, wet tongue 
darted out and she gave it a big lick, scooping up the 
clear liquid. then she swallowed and smiled up at me. 
"Not too bad, bro."

"Fuuuuuuuck, sis," I groaned, nearly coming right then. 
That was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. She grinned 
wickedly. "Why thank you. Now you'll have to tell me if 
I do this wrong," she said, shortly before her mouth 
engulfed the head of my cock.

At first I could just feel it brushing against her 
lips, then her teeth scraped slightly against it. I 
winced and said, "Watch the teeth!"

"Frry," she mumbled, and then resumed bobbing her head 
on my cock, gradually introducing more of the shaft 
into her mouth, and as it did, I felt her tongue 
pressing up against the underside of my cock, and I 
felt my dick throb. Then her cheeks caved in and I felt 
that exquisite, soft mouth begin sucking me in each 
time she pushed down. My hips pushed up reflexively, 
and I pushed my cock too far into her mouth. It hit the 
back of her throat, and she gagged slightly, pulling 
her mouth off me.

"Sorry," I gasped. Rachel responded by grabbing the 
base of my cock, then lowering her mouth on me again, 
sliding her tongue across the sensitive underside of my 
cock. I guess she now knew what felt good. I resisted 
the urgent need to fuck her mouth and began to moan as 
I grabbed the back of her head. She sucked harder, her 
tongue working even more fervently as she brought me 
closer to orgasm. "Oh, sis, yes, I'm gonna cum!" I 
moaned as I felt my balls tighten and the head of my 
cock expand in her mouth. 

She looked up at me as I watched her sucking me, and as 
her green eyes met mine I came. She made a delicate 
little sound as I shot my sperm into her mouth. She 
began swallowing, but it must have been too much for 
her after the first few gobs. She pulled her head back 
while cum continued to spurt into her mouth, then she 
gasped as her lips popped off my cock. A final rope of 
cum shot out and hit her across the lips and chin.

Rachel then closed her mouth, and I could see her 
savouring the taste of my cum. Then she gave a final 
swallow, smiled and said, "Your cum tastes surprisingly 
good, bro. I like it." Then she lowered her head onto 
my cock and began cleaning my cum-coated prick with her 
mouth.

Eventually my dick became too sensitive to her 
ministrations and with regret I had to get her to stop. 
She gave me one final lick, then slid her way up my 
body.

"You missed a bit," I said, pointing to the pearly 
white glob that hung off her chin. Her tongue darted 
out and tried to lick it up, but couldn't reach all of 
it. She wiped the rest off with her finger, and 
examined it with fascination as she rubbed it between 
her fingers,

"Mmmm, sticky," she murmured, then sucked it off, 
giggled a bit, the wrapped her arms around me again and 
snuggled up against me.

I don't know how, but I somehow drifted off to sleep 
again.

* * * *

We were both startled awake a few hours later by 
someone banging on the door. I opened my eyes dreamily, 
then suddenly remembered where I was. Frantically I 
leaned over the side of the bed and shoved my cum-
stained boxers under the bed, and saw Rachel doing the 
same with her underwear. We both just managed to get 
the covers back up over us when the bedroom door opened 
and our uncle stuck his head in.

"Come on, time to get up, breakfast is ready," he said, 
apparently not noticing our nudity or the frantic look 
in our eyes. "Okay," we chimed, and he left, leaving 
the door open. We were both holding our breath as he 
walked down the hall, and I let mine out explosively. 
Our eyes met, and we silently acknowledged just how 
close our new secret had come to being found out.

Rachel rushed off to the shower, and I fished our 
underwear from under the bed and stuck them in the very 
bottom of my bag, and pulled out my spare towel, 
wrapping it around me. I pulled back the bed sheets and 
groaned. Our night of frolicking had left various 
stains up and down the sheets. I then suddenly thought 
of something I'd neglected to think about while we were 
in the throes of passion. I'd fucked my sister, twice, 
and hadn't worn a condom! "Shit!" I said quietly, 
pulling the sheets off the bed and bunching them up. I 
looked at the clock and groaned again; it nearly mid 
morning, so there was no way I could sneakily destroy 
the evidence.

Then I heard someone walking towards the door, and I 
began to panic. How the fuck was I going to explain all 
this?

Mum walked into the room then. "Come on guys, breakfast 
is ready! Didn't your uncle tell you?" 

I hadn't heard the shower stop, but at that moment 
Rachel came out of the bathroom, wrapped in her own 
towel, and cool as a cucumber, said "Come on, Will, 
hurry up and take your shower! Breakfast is ready, 
didn't you hear?"

I didn't trust myself to speak and just headed for the 
shower. As I got in, I heard my sisters muffled voice 
through the door. "We need a fan or something in here, 
it was so freaking hot last night! We just kept waking 
up and the sheets were so sweaty!" I was incredibly 
grateful for my sister at that point; at least she 
could keep a cool head in a tight situation, unlike me.

I quickly finished my shower, washing off the rest of 
the signs of last night's fun. I got dressed and joined 
everyone at breakfast, which we were having outside 
seeing as it was already almost as hot as it had been 
the previous day. Thank fuck for that, as I wouldn't 
know what explanation we could have used otherwise.

I was still a little wild-eyed when I thought of the 
lack of caution I had showed. I desperately wanted to 
talk to Rachel about it but she seemed to either not 
have considered it or not be worried about it. After 
breakfast Rachel announced she was going to have a 
swim. Our aunt and uncle said they were going to do 
some shopping, and our mum said she would go as well, 
and told me I could stay if I wanted, which I agreed 
to. While they were getting ready I grabbed Rachel by 
the arm as she walked down the hall to the bedroom.

"Sis, I think there's something we need to take care of 
about last night," I said.

She turned and looked at me with big, innocent eyes. 
"What's that, big bro?" she said.

"Oh, just a certain potential spot of trouble that 
might arrive in about nine months time."

"Oh, that," she said, then giggled. "I don't think you 
should worry your big head about that," she said, 
squeezing my crotch. Then she let out a silvery little 
laugh and went into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes, 
thinking she wasn't taking this as seriously as she 
should. I changed into my swimming shorts and hung 
around the kitchen.

Just as the oldies were leaving, Rachel came out of the 
bathroom, wearing a black two-piece swimsuit. "Mum," 
she said as she was at the door. "I'm almost out of 
birth control pills, so we'll need to pick some up in 
the next few days."

"Okay hun," said mum, waving as she closed the door. My 
jaw dropped as my sister spun around with a little 
smirk. "Ready for a swim, bro?"

"You're on the pill?!" I croaked finally.

"Wow, you picked that up from just that one statement? 
You're smarter than I give you credit for!"

"But... what the fuck?" I said.

"Well, I guess I should tell you now," she said, 
walking outside to the pool, and I followed her. "When 
I was 15 I started getting really bad cramps when I had 
my period. Mum took me to the doctors and he prescribed 
birth control pills. They worked, so I stayed on them."

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. "Well, thank you 
very much. That was thoughtful, keeping that to 
yourself," I muttered.

Rachel turned around at the pools edge. "Oh, look at 
mister thoughtful himself. It didn't seem to bother you 
last night," she said.

"Yeah, well, I kinda had other things on my mind. You 
can be pretty distracting," I said.

She bit her lip and smiled at me. "AW, thanks, bro," 
she said. Then she grabbed my arm and threw me into the 
pool.

I righted myself and came up for air, but before I 
could swim to the edge of the pool and drag her in, I 
found her swimming up against me and wrapping her arms 
around me. She pressed her lips against mine and we 
kissed while we treaded water. I slipped my hand inside 
her bikini bottom, and I could feel the warmth of her 
pussy radiating against my palm in contrast to the 
relatively cool water. As we headed to the shallower 
end of the pool Rachel reached into my shorts and 
pulled out my hard cock and began stroking it. 

I pushed her back against the side of the pool where we 
could both stand, then began pulling down her bikini. 
She jumped up, her legs splaying out on either side of 
me, then cocked her knee to let them slip off over her 
foot. Once they were free she wrapped her legs around 
me, pushing her crotch against mine.

"Fuck me, Will," she whispered in a husky voice. I 
grabbed her butt, holding her steady against the edge 
of the pool, and in one motion, lowered her onto my 
cock. Her pussy felt incredibly hot compared to the 
water. We looked into each others eyes as I slowly 
began thrusting in and out of her. Her breathing 
sounded so close to my ears as it echoed off the water, 
which began to splash as I increased my speed and felt 
her begin to push against me in rhythm. 

Before long our breathing became ragged and I felt my 
cock throb hard inside her pussy as it contracted 
around it. I pulled her hard against me as I shot my 
load as deep as I could in my sister's cunt, and then 
she moaned and shuddered as she came.

We held each other for a while, coming down off our 
erotic highs. We began to kiss when we heard a car 
pulling into the driveway. "Shit!" we both uttered, and 
scrambled to find our clothes before everyone made it 
into the house...

To be continued?

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© 2009 Pseudonymous. Feel free to pass this around but 
give credit where credit is due.

If you like the story or have any other feedback, 
please email me at pseudonymous_anon (at) hotmail [dot] 
com. I promise this time I'll get around to answering 
them before I forget to log in and all the mail gets 
deleted (thanks and sorry to those who wrote me last 
time).

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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