Chapter 3: Expansion

When I got back to my room, I slumped on the floor, my mind a whirl of conflicting thoughts. Elation and guilt warring with each other in equal parts. I’d had sex, and it was good. Better than I could have imagined. And there was a good chance that very shortly I would be doing it again, that was the elation.

I’d had sex with my sister. I’d raped my sister, well at least I thought that technically I had. That was the guilt part. I’d fucked my sister. That can’t be right?

I spent a long time in the shower trying to scrub the guilt and shame from my body, but you can’t wash those sorts of emotions from your mind, nor the images from your memory.

As I dried off, I fired up my computer and went to that standby for all knowledge, Google, and did some research. Much to my relief, if Kelly agreed that what we had done was consensual, then, technically I hadn’t raped her. That was a relief. I didn’t think I’d fare that well in a young offenders prison. The bit about us being brother and sister didn’t seem such a big thing legally either. We were so close in age that it seemed nobody would be charged if things came to light. That still didn’t pacify me that what we had done, wasn’t wrong, on a basic level. Then I realised that Kelly had started things between us by inviting me to join in.

Damn, I was so mixed up!

Dinner that evening was a strained affair. I was withdrawn, not daring to look at Kelly in shame and embarrassment. In contrast, Kelly was quite bubbly with mum and dad, but still quieter with me.

“Okay, what’s up you two? What’s happened between you?” Dad eventually asked us.

My face went scarlet, well, at least it felt that way as I hesitated in answering his question.

“Oh, it’s nothing dad,” Kelly said brightly. “ ‘Randy Andy’, here wants me to set him up with Moira, and I told him I won’t, so now he’s sulking.” I couldn’t believe how easily she had come up with such a barefaced lie.

Dad burst out laughing as he replied, “Well, Kelly, I can understand that, Moira is a very pretty girl.” Both mum and Kelly let out a little gasp of surprise at what dad had said before he continued. “Simon, you should not be asking your sister to set you up with one of her friends. If you fancy Moira, bloody ask her out yourself.”

“That’s what I told him, dad, now he’s sulking.”

“Well, you two had better sort things out after dinner. After you’ve done your homework,” said mum.

“Oh, we will do,” answered Kelly blithely.

A couple of hours later, my bedroom door opened quietly, without any knock to announce who was there. I didn’t need to look, it was Kelly.

She was in a pair of short shorts, and a loose-fitting top, no bra underneath to support her tits. She stood there looking at me with a smile on her lips, one hip stuck out provocatively. Endlessly, long slim legs on show, hair in a tangled mess. As I roamed my gaze over her body, I accepted the idea that not only was Kelly hot. I fancied her, as well. Oh my God, I’m going to burn in hell.

The smile on Kelly’s face grew wider as she allowed me to look at her, and the tacit understanding that it conveyed.

“Si, we need to sort things out, about earlier, and what we do now.”

“Uhuh.”

“Look, what’s happened has happened, don’t fret it.”

“But technically I raped you, and there’s a witness if you don’t remember. Not only that we’re brother and sister.”

“No, you didn’t bloody rape me, not even technically. I wanted sex, okay. Don’t you think I would have fought you off if I didn’t? Moira was the one doing that, not me. The brother-sister thing? Well, I think that’s kind of hot.”

“What about Moira, she’s bound to tell somebody.”

“No, she’s not. I’ve already spoken to her. She’s agreed to keep quiet, for now anyway.”

“You sure?”

“Yep, any way you’ve still got those photos as leverage.”

“I’ll get rid of them,” I said, reaching for my phone.

“No, keep them for now. We may need them later. Now, what are we going to do in future?”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to carry on? Having sex together.” The smile on Kelly’s face, growing wider. “Fucking together. I can see that you do.” Kelly stared at my groin and could see the bulge that was in my shorts.

“I’m not sure.”

“Well, that thing seems to be.”

“Fuck off Kell. We can’t, it’s too dangerous.”

“Course we can, we just have to be careful. There’s lots of times we’re alone together, like after school before mum or dad get home from work, or weekends when they go to see gran.”

“No, please, it’s not right, is it?”

“You want to though? Don’t you? If you’re honest, you want to fuck me again.” Kelly pulled up her top to show me her tits again. Medium-sized, with cherry red nipples. Oh, fuck. My brain said no. My cock was screaming out, YES! In big capital letters.

“Yes,” I whispered inaudibly. “Yes, I do. God yes I do, but when, we can’t, not now. Can we?”

“No, of course not now, but tomorrow, after school.”

I spent a restless night unsure I had done the right thing, but I was a horny boy, who was being offered unconditional sex, with a hot, sexy, older girl, who just happened to be his sister. Of course, I wanted it.

At school, I was a mess, not concentrating in class. Lee, my best mate, kept grilling me on what was wrong. We were so intense in our conversations that we got into trouble more than once, both of us only just avoiding detention.

“Simon, what the fuck is up with you?” Lee asked at break time. Just then Moira walked past, saw us and turned away a snarl on her face.

“Is it Moira? Have you fucked her? Is that it? I bet it is. You’ve fucked Moira, you lucky sod.”

“No, I have not fucked Moira as you so crudely put it. And if I had, I wouldn’t tell you.” I laughed at him, he didn’t know how close and how far from the truth he was. “Why are you always going on about sex?”

“But you would if you could. Go on admit it.”

“Yeah, alright I would fuck Moira if I could. Happy now?”

“Yeah, but Kelly’s hot as well. Given, the chance, I’d fuck her as well.”

“You’d fuck anyone that would let you, and don’t forget that’s my sister you’re talking about.”

“Your big sister.” Lee made an exaggerated gesture of a big pair of tits in front of his body.

“She’s not that bloody big, you pillock.”

We separated to go back into class, as the next lesson was English, and we are in different streams. Moira walked past me and hissed, “Rapist.”

Oh, fuck! Kelly was supposed to sort Moira out, I thought. I took a big gamble and phoned Kelly during school time.

“Kelly, what the hell’s going on, Moira’s just walked past me in the playground and called me a rapist. I thought you’d spoken with her, and she was okay.”

“She is. Look, leave it to me. She’s my friend. My special friend, I’ll sort her out, I promise.” Special friend, what did that mean?

Somehow Kelly had worked her magic and not only was Moira speaking to me again, but had agreed that she was willing to have sex. I hadn’t expected anything like that. All I wanted was that she stop snarling every time she saw me.

Moira was looking sheepish, and very worried as she and Kelly walked into my bedroom, or the Den of Depravity as she now calls it. After a long time deliberating, and with some gentle persuasion from Kelly, Moira had agreed to join in the fun. I knew that Kelly and Moira had got back together. Not only as BFF’s, but there was something sexual going on between them as well. Kelly had tacitly admitted that when she had suggested that Moira get involved with what was going on. Well, she already knew about Kelly and me, so it was the next logical step.

I wasn’t sure, as I didn’t completely trust Moira at the time. Yes, I fancied her. In fact, I was dying to get into her panties, but that was just some sort of wet dream. I was uncertain that once things started, Moira wouldn’t freak out. Just as she had when Kelly and I had got together. Then again, I suppose that was pretty mind-blowing for anyone, plus the way it happened.

“Si, I’m sorry. I’ve been an idiot about you and Kelly.”

“No, you’re not. Sorry, that is.”

“Yes she is, but that’s all forgotten now, isn’t Moi?” As she said this, Kelly leaned over and kissed Moira full on the lips. My cock reacted as any teenage boys would to the sight of two, very hot, and sexy, girls, kissing in front of him.

“Yes...” Moira hesitantly replied as she broke the kiss. Looking lovingly into Kelly’s eyes, yet at the same time stealing glances at me. Noticing the effect their actions were having on me.

“I was stupid. I suppose it was because I was jealous of both of you. I wanted Kelly to myself, but I wanted you as my first boy. And me to be your first girl.”

I gulped loudly as my face went red. I’d fancied Moira for a while, but hadn’t expected anything to come of it. Moira is a year older than me, and at our ages, that is an eternity. We didn’t mingle as friends, it was only because she was Kelly’s friend that I knew her at all. I hadn’t realised that Moira fancied me as well. What an idiot I was. So much time had been needlessly wasted.