Chapter 1: Discovery

Umm, nice I thought, as I drifted into semi-consciousness on a lazy Saturday morning. What better way for a boy to wake up, than to the feel of his cock inside a soft, warm, wet, tender mouth. A mouth intent on pleasing him. Soft lips sealed gently around my shaft, as a talented and exciting tongue played around the head, teasing and tantalising as it weaved its magic. Then, when the owner of this tongue sensed my growing consciousness and increased arousal, sliding deeper and deeper until my cock slipped down her throat and a cute little snub nose pressed hard into my belly. The feeling made all the more pleasant because I knew I could blow off into the mouth, and the owner wouldn’t complain or freak out.

What better way indeed? Well, the fact that the owner of that talented tongue, soft lips and mouth was my sister, Kelly, made it better. The only thing that would have been better than that would have been if it was my sister, and her best friend, Moira sharing the duty. Or, and this thought was so far from ever happening, Mrs Kerr, Moira’s mum. Now that would be a wet dream for any boy.

I opened my eyes, looked down at the cascading fall of honey blonde hair, and the oh, so innocent, butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, vivid blue eyes of my sister. She wiggled her fingers at me in greeting. Then, knowing I was watching her, slowly, so slowly it was torture, slid her lips up my shaft until my cock was almost out of her mouth, dragging her tongue along the length of it as she did so.

She was teasing, knowing that we weren’t going to be interrupted. Mum and dad having gone to grans last night. Gran isn’t very well at present, so they go to hers every Friday night until late on Sunday afternoon. Leaving us alone, much against mums’ better inclinations. Gran is quite fragile so needs rest, not the excitement of having her grand-kids over to stay. Mum knows that Kelly and I are sleeping together, but what can she do about it? Report us, and risk having us taken into care? No way is that going to happen, so reluctantly, she turns a blind eye, hoping that as we get older, we will grow out of it.

Mum had found out about Kelly and me a few months ago, not long after we had started. As you can guess mum had found out by mistake. It was one of the few times that we had been in Kelly’s bedroom and not mine. My room is at the other end of the house over the garage extension that mum and dad had had built about seven years ago. It is a lot further away, and more private than Kelly’s, which is almost next to mum and dads bedroom.

My room was meant to be Kelly’s when it was first built, as it had its own en-suite bathroom, meaning as she grew older, she would have her own private place. Kelly, being Kelly, had thrown a tantrum when she was told and refused to move. Saying that I could have the ‘smelly new room’. She was staying where she was. Dad had been forced to repaint the room from pink to blue, now Kelly regrets it. I have a larger bedroom, and my own bathroom, while Kelly has to share the family one with mum and dad. Much to dad’s chagrin, he can never get in.

I had just eased out of the door on my way back to my room when mum caught me. What made things worse was I still had a semi hard-on and was playing idly with my cock as it dribbled a little drop of cum from the end.

“What on earth are you doing?” Mum shouted. Shocked at seeing me emerging from my sister’s room, and in such a condition, “Why were you in there? What have you been doing?”

I went red in embarrassment, unable to answer. I’m sure mum thought I had been into Kelly’s room to sniff her panties or something perverted like that. Grabbing me by the wrist, she dragged me resisting into Kelly’s room, before coming to a sudden halt, screaming at the sight that met her eyes.

Kelly was on her back, legs spread wide open, fingers dipping into her pussy, which was clearly leaking the remnants of the cum I had just filled it with. Kelly pulled her fingers out, stuck them in her mouth. Slurped the sticky juice off them, purring with happiness, looking brazenly at mum, daring her to say anything.

There was a minute’s stunned silence before mum went ballistic.

“Kelly, what the hell do you think you’re doing? And cover yourself up, your brother can see all you’ve got.”

As always, when on the back foot, or cornered, Kelly came back fighting, immediately taking the offensive, and it was offensive.

“Cleaning Simon’s lovely cum from my pussy, and I don’t care if he can see all I’ve got. He’s just fucked it, and filled it with his cum.”

Mum’s face drained of colour before she started to shake with apoplectic anger.

“If you didn’t know, that is incest, young-lady.” When mum calls Kelly ‘young-lady’ you know she is in big trouble and the shit is going to hit the fan. What worried me was mum still had hold of my wrist and I couldn’t go anywhere.

“So it’s incest! Get real mum, incest happens all the time. Biggest growth industry in porn, sibling incest. Most kids our age think it’s cool. Anyway, we’re only experimenting, having a little bit of fun. Chill out.”

I didn’t think that telling mum to chill out after casually informing her that sibling incest was cool was the best idea in the world. More so when mum’s vice like grip on my wrist went even tighter before she threw me across the room. Unfortunately, I landed on top of Kelly, who I swear was going to plant a big kiss on my lips and grab hold of my cock until I scrambled away. Much to her look of pity and disdain. Fuck it, she’s the eldest let her have the fight with mum.

“You know you could get into big, big trouble if anyone found out.”

“Who? Who’s going to find out? What are you going to do, tell the police or the authorities? What would they do, if anything? Take us into care, split up the family, don’t think dad would be too happy about that. And think about the neighbours, wouldn’t they have lots to gossip about. The police won’t do anything, we’re too close in age, there’s no grooming going on. Just two kids who are having some fun, experimenting and discovering themselves.”

Mum had no answer to Kelly’s logic, even I was impressed. I didn’t fancy being taken into care, it might be cool at school if my mates knew I’d been doing my sister. They would be so jealous, Kelly is hot. I’ve got to admit that, even though I might be biased. But the police and care? No way did I want that.

It seemed Kelly had shot down mum’s arguments before she had even raised them. Then, to my surprise, Kelly relaxed and backed down, offering mum an olive branch and a way out.

“Mum, please do some research on the web. It’s not that uncommon what Simon and me are doing. Mum just please calm down and check it out.” Kelly passed her tablet to mum, who surprisingly sat down at Kelly’s dressing table and began searching. Fifteen minutes passed as mum got redder and redder before closing the tablet and turned to use, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“It’s still not right, what have you become?”

“Adults!” was Kelly’s reply.

“Well act like adults, and show some restraint. Stop what you are doing.”

“Sorry mum, can’t promise that, but we will show some restraint, and respect for you. We didn’t mean to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable. From now on, if we do anything, I promise we won’t do it whilst you’re in the house, and it will always be in Simon’s room. But I can’t promise that we will stop, not just yet. Please, mum, just let us be us, nobody is going to get hurt. Mum, I promise you we hadn’t planned anything, it just happened one day.”

“What about...”

“Babies? Not going to happen, I’m on the pill. There’s no chance of us having any web-toed sprogs together. Mum, I know it’s hard for you to understand, but we are just having a little bit of fun. I promise you, nobody is going to get hurt. You know how close me and Simon have always been, how much we love each other. This is just that love in another form, the most basic and natural form there is.

“Mum, I feel safe with Simon, and protected. I know he’s not going to hurt me emotionally. We’re not in love, so when he finds a girl, or me a boy then we won’t be upset when things stop. Also I’m not getting any sort of reputation. I’m not another notch on a boys bed post. There is no way Simon can brag to his mates that he’s having sex with this hot girl. If I don’t want to do anything, then Simon’s not going to complain to his mates is he? I’m the same with him. Mum, please. We need to grow and I feel safe with Simon. How many times do I have to say it. Mum, we’re just two teens learning about life.”