Andrea was born a twin, about 5 minutes before her brother was. She weighed about 6 pounds, and he weighed only three. He died about 15 minutes after entering the world. Their mother had another, perfectly healthy, 8 pound boy almost 9 months to the day later by a different father, then passed away two years after that, leaving the two children to be raised by their maternal grandmother, their only known relative. Both men who had fathered them left the very same day they were told of the pregnancies.
16 years later, our story begins.
Andrea had suffered terrible nightmares all her life, and it seemed the only cure for it was to not sleep in a bed by herself. She had always slept with her grandmother, but as she entered high school, her grandmother had put her foot down, bought another bed, and made Andrea start sleeping in it, in her own room.
Screaming herself awake in the middle of the night, she immediately sought refuge in the elder lady’s bed once more, but the woman had locked the door from the inside, and simply told the girl to go back to her own bed to sleep.
“It’s the only way you’re going to get over this.” she said. “You’re a big girl now; it’s high time you got over this irrational phobia!”
Andrea had gone back to her room, tried for ten whole minutes to go back to sleep, but was shivering in fear the whole time. Finally, her mind lit on another way out. Her brother!
She got up, and padded silently down the hall to her brother’s room, slipping noiselessly inside. She got into his twin sized bed with him, cuddling up to his back.
He awoke almost immediately.
“What are you doing here?” he whispered, turning over to look at her. “Why aren’t you in your own bed?”
“I had a nightmare, and Gram wouldn’t let me in. She answered, blushing with shame. “Please, I’m afraid to be alone. Can I say here with you?”
“Geez, sis, this bed is hardly big enough for me!” he protested. “Just go back to your own. Nothing will happen to you, I promise.”
“I’m scared to sleep alone.” she said. “You know I get nightmares when I do.”
“Well, okay, just for tonight, I guess. Tomorrow, you really have to try, though.”
“Thanks, Billy, you’re the greatest!” she said, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek. She rolled onto her side, away from him, and soon was asleep.
Billy, however, was still wide awake, not being used to having anyone in his bed, let alone a girl, who smelled really good. He was getting an erection from her presence, and knew it was wrong, because it was his sister in bed with him. He got up and went into the bathroom to masturbate and take the pressure off.
When he got back, she was laying in the middle, practically taking up the whole thing. He got in beside her, and she sleepily moved over for him, still laying on her side with her back to him.
The only way for him to lay down was curled up next to her, spooning, his arm laying along side her back, the other draped over her waist. Despite his having an orgasm just minutes before, he felt himself getting hard again almost right away. Andrea must have felt it, too, pressing up against her bottom through her pajamas, for she ground her hips back into it. He moaned with the pleasure it brought him.
All he was wearing was boxers, and the two flimsy pieces of material were as nothing between his rock hard erection and her warm flesh. He couldn’t help it; he began thrusting himself back and forth against her, and soon he was coming again.
His load was even bigger than the one he had fired off in the bathroom, and soaked though both his boxers and her pajamas. After that, he was able to fall asleep.
The next morning, he awoke, both of them much in the same position, except he found he was cupping one of her breasts in his hand. She was still asleep.
The thought of knowing that he hand his hand where it was brought him hard once more, and her ass pressed tightly into him as he began humping her through their clothes again. His emission was nearly as big this morning as his second one last night had been, and the back of her pajama bottoms was soaked through again. She woke up as he got out of bed.
“Good morning, little brother.“ she said, pleasantly. Her brow wrinkled a moment later. “Why is my ass wet?” she asked him, reaching back to feel her PJ’s. She brought her hand up to her face and wrinkled her nose at the smell of the milky white cream sticking to her fingers. “Oh my God, is this your come?” she asked him. She saw him blush and duck his head and knew that it was, indeed, his sperm sticking her pajamas to her ass and all over her hand. “Oh my God, that’s GROSS!” she said.
“Hey, I couldn’t help it!” he said, defensively. “You were the one rubbing your ass all over me, and it… just… happened.” he said.
“Well, don’t let it happen again!” she said, emphatically. “That’s incest, and it’s against the law.”
“Well, sleep in your own bed, and you can be sure that it won’t” he said right back. “You aren’t supposed to be in here in the first place.”
“Don’t tell Gram that I was here, and I won’t tell her what you did, okay?” she said, quickly.
“Sure.” he agreed. “That’s totally fair.” He left the room and went into the bathroom.
That night, at bedtime, she came straight to Billy’s room rather than going to her own, as she didn’t want to take the chance of having the nightmare again. This time, she took off her pajama bottoms before getting into bed with him, wearing just a pair of light blue panties.
“Uh, what are you doing?” he asked her. She turned her back to him and snuggled into his embrace.
“I’m going to bed.” she said. “G’night.”
“No, I mean, why did you take off you PJ’s?” he asked her, arranging his arms again, one laying down the length of their bodies, the other draped over her waist.
“I washed them this morning, after you messed them up.” she replied. “Gram is going to get suspicious if I have to wash them every morning, rather than once a week, like usual. I can’t risk you messing them up again.”
“I see.” he said.
“Just try not to do it again, you little pervert.” she said. “I’m your sister, and it’s gross.”
“I know you’re my sister.” he said, patiently. “But you’re also a pretty girl, one that smells good, and feels great laying against me like this. I’m only human, you know.” He paused. “A teenaged male human.” As he said this, he pushed the front of his boxers down and exposed his cock.
“Men.” she snorted, trying not to laugh, but just then she felt him swelling against her backside again. “Is that… it is!” she said. “God, Billy, two minutes, and it’s already starting.”
“I can’t help it, Andrea. You feel so good! Go back to your own bed if you don’t like it.”
“No, please, don’t make me.” she said, in a little girl voice. “I’m scared in there all alone.”
“Then this is something you’re going to have to accept, because I can’t help it, it’s a natural reaction.” he told her.
“It’s not natural, because I’m your sister.” she retorted.
“True.” he agreed, beginning to hump against her. “And you know exactly how to make it stop, too.” His cock was sliding up and down her ass crack, rubbing along the thin cotton of her panties.
“Just hurry up, then.” she said, miserably. “I want to get to sleep, and I can’t do it with that thing poking into me like this.
“I’ll try.” he said. His free hand was right there, and he used it to pull the edge of her panties up and slipped his cock under it, sliding his erection up under it. Now his cock was nestled in the fleshy globes of her ass, and it felt a million times better this way.
“What- what are you doing?” she asked, her voice catching nervously in her throat. “It’s… touching me.”
“It will help it to be over quicker this way, and it won’t be as messy.” he gasped. “I’m almost… there… already!” His hand went from her hip, pulling her back into him in time to her thrusts, slid under her PJ’s top, and onto the bare flesh of her breast, and before she could say any thing, she felt him spurting, the hot fluid causing his cock to slide a lot more freely along the globes of her ass.
A few minutes later, he was done, and she heard his breathing deepen as he fell asleep. His hand was still cupping her breast, and instead of removing it, she snuggled back against him, cupping her hand over his own to hold it in place. It made her feel safer with it there, somehow.
In the middle of the night, she awoke a little, feeling the old familiar nightmare beginning, but then felt the comforting embrace of her brother and knew she was not alone, and went right back to sleep.
Billy felt her stir, and, not used to having another person in his bed with him, found sleep a little more elusive than that. He felt himself growing hard once more, and with his sister’s ass pressing firmly against his groin still, began humping against her again, his cock still under the leg band of her panties. It took even less time to get his rocks off than it had earlier, and with it out of his system, he, too, drifted off to sleep.
Again that morning, he awoke before his sister and began rubbing himself up against her, but this morning, it woke her up before he had finished.
“Billy?” she asked. “Can I ask you a favor?”
“As long as you’re not going to ask me to stop again.” he panted, thrusting away at her.
“No, just the opposite.” she said. “I… I want to see you do it.” she admitted, blushing. “I’m curious, and I want to see the stuff come out.”
“Jeez, Andrea, it feels really good like this, I don’t want to just go back to my hand.” he said. “I really like the feel of your skin on me.”
“Well, what about if you did it between my breasts?” she suggested. “That way, you could still feel my skin on you, and I could get to see it come out.”
“Okay!” he said eagerly. This way, he would get to see her breasts, a sight he was really looking forward to. He let her roll over onto her back, then moved up and straddled her stomach as she unbuttoned her pajama top. He watched excitedly as her breasts came into view, those beautiful C-cups capped with tiny pink nipples. She pushed them together as he shuffled forward on his knees and pushed his cock between them.
It felt every bit as good as doing her asscheeks, if not even a little better. Andrea was looking on, fascinated by it, as well. She had never seen a boy’s thing this close up before, and it was making her lower belly feel all funny as she watched him fucking her tits. She was gasping for breath, panting from the excitement she felt in having her brother’s cock so close to her face like this.
She really liked looking at it, all red and veiny each time the head of it poked out the top of her squeezed together breasts. She glanced up at his face, seeing him also gasping and panting for breath. She didn’t see the first squirt come out, as she wasn’t looking at it when it happened, but she felt the hotness of it splash her face. Some of it even went into her mouth, and she could taste the salty musk before she really had figured out what it was. She swallowed to clear her mouth of it, then looked back down to see his second blast come shooting out and splatter her face again. More of it went into her mouth, and she realized what she had just done, swallowing some of his sperm. This time, even though the very idea of it disgusted her, she savored it on her tongue, liking the flavor of it a little, and opened her mouth for more.
Billy saw her do it, and pushed his cock forward, right into her open mouth, and fired off his third wad. She closed her lips over the head of it and sucked a little, hoping to get more out of him after swallowing the burst he deposited in there, and he rewarded her efforts with one final gob, then sank backward as he moaned with obvious pleasure. She got up, off the bed, and looked down at him, especially at his cock, which was getting softer and shrinking as she watched.
“Billy?” she said. “Don’t go back to sleep. We have school today. It’s Monday, remember?”
“Ohh, shit, sis, that was fucking AWESOME!” he said, sitting up and curling his legs under him.
“Yeah, it was kinda cool.” she agreed. “It was really neat seeing it come shooting out like that.”
“No, I’m talking about seeing you eating it!” he said, taking her hand and sitting her on the bed next to him. “God, that was the best feeling in the whole world, when you sucked on it like that.”
“You don’t… you don’t think I’m… bad… for doing that, do you?” she asked, hesitantly. She looked hard at the floor, blushing furiously as she spoke.
“Bad?” he asked, puzzled. “No, not at all. What makes you think I’d ever think something like that?”
“Something Gram told me once.” Andrea admitted. “We were out shopping, and Gram went into this bar, you know how she likes to have a glass of wine every now and then?”
Billy nodded. He knew that their Gram liked to have more than a few once in a while, too.
“Well, we saw a man and woman go into the Men’s room together. When they came out a little while later, the man’s shirt was untucked, and the woman was licking her lips, and she had a little of his… stuff… in her hair. Gram got me right out of there, after that, and she lectured me all the way home about how evil men were, and that I should never let any man put anything in my mouth, even his finger.”
“So this morning, when I put my thing in your mouth a little, it made you think you’re bad?” Billy asked her, looking into her eyes after tipping her head up by the chin. She nodded and looked away from him again, back down at the floor.
“Andrea, do you think I’m evil?” he asked, whispering. “I mean, I know you don’t like what I’ve been doing to you at night. Do you?”
“Oh, Billy, I didn’t at first.” she admitted. “But lately, it’s been making me feel all funny in my lower belly, and I get all wet between my legs, just like I do when I touch myself there.”
“You touch yourself between your legs?” Billy asked, surprised. “Why?”
“It feels really good when I do it.” she admitted. “Don’t you ever touch yourself… down there?”
“Well, yeah, but not since I started… since you started sleeping in my bed.” he said, blushing. “I haven’t needed to.”
“No, I imagine not.” she said, dryly. “But I need to, really bad.” she admitted. “Everything you’ve been doing has been making me feel… all funny down there.”
“Can I watch you do it?” he asked, shyly. “I’d really like to see.”
“Did you like the way it felt when I put you in my, my mouth?” she asked, equally shy, now. He nodded eagerly. “Well, I’d like you to put your mouth on me… down there.” she asked, blushing. “I think it would feel really good for me, if you did that.”
“What happened to getting ready for school?” he asked, smiling a little. “Or should we wait until tonight to try that?”
“Ohh, shit, we really don’t have time this morning, do we?” she sighed. “Much as I hate to say it, I think we WILL have to wait until tonight. We can’t let Gram know that I’m in here.”
“Okay, tonight, then.” Billy promised. “And… you’ll do me again, right?”
“Oh, yeah, you bet!” she agreed eagerly. “Wait until I tell all my girlfriends at school that I gave my first blowjob! They’re going to be SOO jealous!!”
He looked uncomfortable with the thought.
“Uhh, just don’t tell them whose it was, okay? They might think it weird that you did it with your own brother.”
“Yeah, who can I tell them I did it with?” she mused.
“Are you kids coming down for breakfast?” their grandmother called up the stairs. “It’s getting cold, you know!”
“Oh, well, I’ll figure it out later.” she said, bouncing up out of the bed. She went into her own room to get dressed, and Billy was left with the memory of her mouth on him and the feel of her naked breasts pressed firmly around his cock. He couldn’t wait until tonight.
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