This is part of a multi-part story about a group of college students. The series has a sexual theme which may involve both straight and gay sex, sibling-incest, group-sex and more. It will not contain any content relating to underage sex, bestiality, or rape.
All characters and organisations are fictional, and the events described should encourage the reader to enjoy the story-line, but not to try it (i.e. the incest and unprotected sex are for fantasy only. Don't try it at home.)
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Ben Stevens (BenStevensFiction@outlook.com)
When Simon arrived home for the evening his sister, Rachel, was in the living room watching TV with the their parents, as was normally the case. Taking the stairs to his room, he muttered "Bloody Australian soap operas", and went to the bathroom, to clean-up himself.
In truth, regardless of Nick's words of admiration, he was still unsure about what had happened the previous night. Sure, it had been a huge turn-on, masturbating with his own sister, and it had been giving him erections all day. For the moment, it was impossible to confront her and all he could do was be patient and work on the assignment that had to be handed-in by the end of the week.
Never having been one for eating early, an hour or two passed before he went to the kitchen, to make a meal for himself. As he was waiting for his pizza to cook, Rachel wandered in.
At first, they just glanced at one another, unsure of what to say, until Rachel broke the silence, awkwardly whispering "OK, we're safe to talk for a few minutes. Dad's dozed-off and there's nothing would make Mum miss any of her soap opera. Do you remember last night?"
"Of course I remember last night." It was a silly question, but at least she'd found a way to mention it.
"I didn't know it was you," she mumbled.
"Well, that doesn't come as any surprise to me, and, for the record, I didn't know it was you, either. Believe it or not."
She nodded. "OK, so we've both got something on one another, which means it stays between us, right?"
"Doesn't take Einstein to work that out." Sure, he'd confided in Nick, but she didn't know that, and Nick wouldn't let-on to anybody.
"OK, so that just leaves us knowing some personal stuff about one another that we wouldn't normally have shared."
"We certainly learned a few things about one another, yes."
"Yes, you told me how you wank a lot." She smiled as she saw her brother's face turn red.
"And you told me you're always on the look-out for cock," he countered.
She frowned and nodded. "That's the thing. We both get horny and frustrated."
"Nothing odd about that. So does half the college."
"Well, I reckon you enjoyed it, and I did too."
Simon's heart suddenly started racing, as if he'd just run a marathon. "Did you? It was pretty hot."
"Well, I've been thinking, and I reckon, if we're careful, and tell nobody, we could sort of `help' one another."
"Help one another?"
If this was the sort of thing Simon hoped she was suggesting, it was certainly an attractive prospect, but he would rather have her try to sell the idea to him than put himself in debt to her by showing how much he wanted it. "I'm listening. What did you have in mind."
"Well, we could do one another little ... `favours', now and then." Rachel made a motion with her hand, as if she was stroking an erect penis.
He gulped and raised an eyebrow, then whispered "You'll wank me off?"
"Yes, and you can finger me."
"Interesting, and certainly worth thinking about."
"Naturally, there would be obvious ground rules, like no one else is ever allowed to know about it, and absolutely nothing is to happen when there's any chance of being caught."
"Obviously," Simon agreed, knowing he would tell Nick, at the first opportunity.
"Well, are you interested or not?"
"How do I know you're not just winding me up, to get your own back for last night? It would be just like you to blame me for it." He knew she could be a bitch, sometimes.
"OK, when we're alone, you can always do this, any time you like." She took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, pressing it against her crotch. He gasped, hardly believing what was happening, and couldn't resist fondling it, noticing her panties had a damp feel to them. She made no attempt to stop him.
Running a finger along the bulge of his erecting cock, she added "And I can look after this for you."
"So you're saying, if we're alone I can grope you any time I want?"
"Absolutely, and no need to ask first."
"What do I have to do in return?"
"You let me grope you too." She squeezed his cock, gently but firmly.
"And what's the catch?"
"No catch. It's win win, for both of us. We help one another cum, when we get horny and desperate." By then, she was fondling his bulge. "Your little friend, here, seems to like the idea."
"Hey, he's not so little."
"Of course." She slipped her hand under the waistband of his tracksuit bottoms, into his underwear and began slowly masturbating him. "Just think of all the blow-jobs you'll get, too."
"And I get to eat you out?" Simon slipped his hand under her panties, exploring with his fingers.
"Of course."
"OK, I'm up for it." He slid a finger into her hole.
Now it was his turn to see what more he could get, having had an idea. "How about promising one another now, that if we're alone and one of us needs help to cum, the other isn't allowed to refuse."
"Agreed. That could be fun." She began to wank him more forcefully, giggling with delight as his cock spasmed and he shot his load into his boxers. "Don't worry, I'm doing the laundry later. Give them to me and I'll wash them."
It was mind-blowing, not just being wanked-off by a girl, but with the added thrill that it was his sister. It was incest, and it was wrong. Somehow, that made it even more exciting.
"How about you leave your panties off sometimes, so I can have a quick flash, now and then?" He was rubbing her clit hard, with his thumb, making her moan softly with pleasure.
"OK, I can do that." By now, she was very sexually excited. "Maybe when it's just us alone in the house together, you could walk around naked, for me.
"I'd be up for it. Wouldn't be offended if you did the same."
"It's a deal." She gasped, shuddering as he brought her to an orgasm.
"Meet me down here tonight, half an hour after they've gone to bed, and I'll make it worth your while. Just wear a bathrobe; nothing under it."
"I'll be here." He pulled her close, still rubbing her clit round and round, then withdrew his hand, licking her juices from his fingers.
Taking two stairs at a time, Simon couldn't wait to get to his room, where he picked up his phone and sent a one-word text message to Nick: "Success". Nick replied immediately, saying that he was looking forward to all the juicy details.
It was probably the longest evening of Simon's life, with him being unable to concentrate on anything other than what his cock was constantly reminding him of. Although was it hard and leaking, he had to fight the temptation to play with it. When his parents eventually went to bed, there followed what seemed an even longer half hour. Finally, he felt it was safe to go downstairs, wearing nothing but his bathrobe.
The kitchen was empty, which made him think "What if she's fallen asleep up there?," but, to his relief, he eventually heard Rachel creeping down the stairs.
"We're safe here", she whispered, closing the kitchen door. "I could hear them both snoring, and we're under your room, not theirs." She let her bathrobe fall open, letting her brother see her, full-frontal naked.
"God, those tits are awesome." Simon didn't waste any time, pulling his robe open so quickly that it flew off his shoulders and landed on the floor behind him. She smiled, with her eyes glued to his erection as he stepped towards her, embracing in a kiss. Her bathrobe fell to her feet, leaving them both completely naked.
Rachel whispered "Now I'm going to give you what you came for," dropping to her knees, she rolled his foreskin right back and, licking from his ball-sack, up the length of his shaft, and around the head, teasing pre-cum from his piss-hole with the tip of her tongue. Simon was in heaven as she took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked on it.
Looking down, Simon could see that his older sister had one hand on his balls, and was masturbating with the other. Warning her that he was about to cum, he was surprised that, rather than stopping, she blew him with even more enthusiasm. It was more than he could take before gasping and unloading into her mouth.
After spending a minute or two cleaning-up his cock, with her tongue, she stood and French-kissed him again. He could taste his own cum in her mouth, but was too excited to care. "Don't worry, you'll soon be up and ready again," she whispered, laying her hands on his shoulders and easing him down to work on her with his mouth.
Simon took the opportunity to spread her cunt wide open, with his thumbs, looking at it closely before licking along her slit and up to her clit. She was encouraging him to work on her clit with his tongue, which he soon realised was driving her wild, as he thrust two fingers into her cunt hole. She was so wet.
With a stifled moan, Rachel orgasmed, making her brother proud of his achievement. Working upwards, he kissed her breasts, fondling them and sucking on her nipples, marvelling at the way they stood out. She looked down and saw that he was erect again.
"I love your cock. I always wondered what you had in your pants. I could look at it all day."
"Well, you can take a pic of it, with your phone, if you want. As long as you don't show it to anybody."
"You'd let me?"
"Sure." She didn't realise what he was planning, by making the offer.
Standing against the wall, he let her photograph his cock and balls, not realising that she'd zoomed out far enough to get his whole body and face in, too. Of course, she didn't get away with it, as he took a look. Once he had got over the shock, Simon didn't ask her to delete it, but told her she may as well take a close-up photo of his erection to go with it, which she did.
Then he played his trump card. "It's only fair that I take some pics of you too." That was what he'd wanted all along and she had taken the bait. Before long, he had a full-frontal nude of her and a close-up of her cunt.
"OK, one more thing I need you to help me with, before we finish."
"Name it."
"I need you to fuck me."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You want ... ?"
She smiled and nodded. "I told you I get desperate for cock, and I'm on the pill, so we'll be OK."
Sitting on the edge of the table, Rachel opened her legs, allowing him to penetrate her, sliding his cock in to the hilt. It was the most amazing feeling he'd ever had, and it felt even better when he started to thrust. He grabbed her with an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close and kissing her as he pounded her cunt. He was fucking his sister, and it was bloody awesome.
Whether by Rachel's desire, or shear good luck, they both climaxed at the same time, collapsing onto the table, with Simon on top. For a while, they lay there, whispering to one another as they recovered, until Rachel decided it was time to clean-up and get some sleep. They decided between them that it would have to be some time before they could have fun in the kitchen again, so late at night, or it would arouse suspicion.
"Don't worry, we'll just have to be patient, but we'll do it again, eventually."
"I'll get to fuck you again?"
Slipping her bathrobe on, she kissed him on the cheek, gave his cock a little squeeze, and whispered in his ear, "Next time, you might even get to fuck me in the ass."