If only I'd knocked. If only she had closed her door. If only I had turned and left quietly when I had the chance.
These are my thoughts when I think back to how it happened. But... If those things had occurred then I wouldn't be able to look back now to those events.
It all began when my sister came to visit me. I was at my second year at university, living in a two bedroom flat with James, who I had befriended last year. Mum thought it would be nice if Laura came to spend her October half term with me, rather than just kicking about the house. Laura was a couple of years younger than me and still at school. I wasn't sure but mum reminded me how well a similar visit had gone last year. It's true - she came to stay for a week and we had great fun. I took great pride in being the older brother, showing her around uni and all my friends.
I agreed she could stay. We made the arrangements and James said she could stay in his room and he could stay at his girlfriends. Last year when Laura came to stay, I just had a room and she had to sleep on the floor. This would be much better, as we had a flat to ourselves, especially as I would want to see my new girlfriend, Stacey.
Laura arrived on the sunday. I had heard other family members speaking of how she was growing up and I realised it was true. She had always been a bit chubby but now that puppy fat was going. She was taller, slimmer, her hair was longish light brown. Her clothes slightly gothish.
Nothing happened at first, Sunday and Monday was a mixture of shopping, takeaways and tv/dvd watching. I had a lecture Monday afternoon so she went to town with her new camera.
Tuesday I had lectures till three in the afternoon so I met her for a coffee in town before we went home. I made a lasagne (one of my few cooking successes) then we played on my xbox for a while.
Laura said she was going to have a shower and I asked her if she'd like a coffee after.
Now the flat has a long hallway leading from front to back. On the left hand side are, in turn, the lounge, bedroom 1, kitchen, bathroom, then finally bedroom 2. Laura had bedroom 2.
When I heard her coming out the shower I was in the kitchen.
"Do you want that coffee now?" I called out as she turned to her room, wearing a dressing gown.
"Please," she replied.
"On it's way," I called out again.
I made the coffee and slowly walked towards her room. The door was half open so I went in, looking down at my feet in case I tripped and spilled the coffee.
Once about two steps inside the room I slowly looked up. What my eyes saw was two bare legs and a bare ass. I sort of froze. As I said at the beginning at this point I could have quietly turned and left the room but no I just stared.
As my eyes focussed on her ass cheeks, she turned and that ass became a neat little triangle of curly black pubic hair. Still frozen to the spot I slowly looked up, to her belly and finally to a pair of breasts. Naked, smooth, young, firm, not too big and not too small. I stared, my mouth hanging open, probably like a zombie.
"Paul!!!!!" she exclaimed.
"Oh god oh god I'm sorry."
"What are you doing?"
"Sorry, I erm I should've knocked, I'm sorry."
"It's my fault, I left the door open," she said.
"Err, I'll put your coffee here. I'll go," I stammered pointing to a table. With that I turned and left. Good idea. Looking back now I note that she made no attempt to cover herself, either with clothes or hands. I went to the kitchen, got my coffee and went to watch tv.
About thirty minutes later, Laura came in and sat on an armchair. She was wearing what looked like one of our dad's old shirts. Big, down to her knees, baggy and dark blue. I tried to act normally and so did she. Before too long we were laughing at the comedy show on tv and all seemed forgotten.
At about eleven pm she got up to go to bed. Half an hour later I went to my room. The flat seemed quiet so I assumed she was asleep. I always sleep naked so I got undressed. First my socks, then shirt and jeans. Finally I pulled down my boxers. As I looked down at my naked body I started to think about seeing Laura earlier. I thought about her tits and her ass and sure enough I started feeling horny. My cock jumped to life and I sat on the edge of my bed and began stroking it. I'm not sure how many blokes masturbate while thinking of their sister and even though I never had before I was thinking of nothing else at that moment.
Lost in my stroking, I was barely aware of my door opening. I looked up to see Laura staring at me, still dressed in dad's old shirt.
"One - all," she said calmly, but with a big smile on her face.
"Laura! I was just err, I was....." I tried to think of something to say but sitting there with my right hand tightly gripping my erect cock was fairly damning.
"Is that because of what you saw earlier?" she asked, pointing at my penis.
"Yes," I said. Well it seemed pointless to lie, as I tried to cover myself.
As she heard my reply she slowly lifted her hands to the shirt and undid the two buttons that were fastened. The shirt fell open to reveal that she had nothing on underneath. She threw the shirt to the ground and walked to the bed.
"Mind if I join you?" she smiled at me. She sat down next to me, and calmly opened her legs and started to rub between them with her fingers.
I watched open mouthed for a while, but what I was seeing was seriously turning me on. As she slipped her fingers inside her and began to softly moan, I could smell her scent. Forget that she's my sister, this is very erotic.
I started wanking myself, all the time watching her. She was doing the same. I looked at her tits as they jiggled with her movement, and at the moist flesh of her pussy as she began to shake and moan more loudly. I'm not sure who came first as my cum streamed out onto the floor.
When we had finished we lay back on the bed next to each other and looked at each other.
"Oh wow! That was wild," she exclaimed.
"I just can't believe that just happened. I mean you're my sister," I was close to crying. Don't ask me why
"I know," she answered. "I should be embarrassed. In fact I am!"
With that she picked her shirt off the floor and covered her chest.
" I suppose it's ok," I tried to help. "It's not like having sex, and it was just a one off."
"Yeah. I'd better go now. Goodnight, Paul," she said, hurrying to the door.
I don't know about her, but I hardly slept that night. Wednesday I had lectures all day, and she was asleep when I left. I sent her a couple of texts during the day to see how her day was. She had gone to town, bought a couple of books and was having a chilled day, reading.
When I got home she had cooked a meal, which she served with a bottle of wine. We were ok, fairly comfortable in each others company, although there was a sense of something that needed to be said.
I broke the ice.
"About last night," I said, as they say in the movies. "Are you ok with it?"
"Well, " she replied. " I don't know. I mean it was kind of fun but I just can't help worrying what you think of me now. I am your sister and I'm embarrassed."
"It's ok. I'm embarrassed too, probably more so. Shall we just try to forget it?"
"That would be best," she said quietly.
We finished the meal and the wine, then watched some tv. We chatted and agreed to go to the movies on Friday and out for a meal on Thursday. I had no lectures on Thursday so we thought we could go out somewhere for the day.
We drank some beers, then at about half past ten, Laura left the room. I continued to watch tv until about twenty minutes later, I heard her call me.
"Paul." It wasn't a shout, more of a question.
"In your room."
I got up and went towards my room. The door was mostly closed and I pushed it open. The room was lit by three candles and as I peered into the room I saw Laura. On my bed. Naked. Legs wide open. Pussy lips glistening in the candlelight as she slid two fingers in and out of her gaping cunt.
"Laura!! I....." I struggled to be coherent. "I thought..."
"I want to," she was serene in her calmness."Tell me you don't."
Well what would you do?
I sighed then began to undress.
Once naked and hard I climbed on to the bed, next to her.
"Paul," she asked shyly. "Will you do me and let me do you?"
"Oh....." I was going to say no, how wrong it would be and how we shouldn't be doing this, but I kind of couldn't resist.
I faced her, then reached out to between her legs, her neat little bush. I gently guided first one finger then two inside her. She was so warm and so wet, and tight. It felt so beautiful. This lovely girl, my little sister! She reached to my cock and gripped it. She began to stroke, slowly and gently, getting faster in time. It wasn't long before I felt her tense, her breathing fast and heavy. Sure enough she told me she was cumming.
After her first orgasm I moved lower down the bed and began to lick her dripping cunt. She came again twice in quick succession, moaning loudly. Then I leaned up to suck her tits, feeling the bullet like nipples for the first time.
Then she sat up, and climbed on top of me. She slid down before her face was level with my cock. I could feel her warm breath on my sensitive tip. She opened her mouth and slipped it around my shaft, sucking me and teasing me with her tongue. My hands gripped her firm ass as I felt my balls tighten before unleashing shot after shot of cum in her mouth. She dribbled my sperm out onto my chest before licking it off like a dog licks a bone.
Satisfied we lay in each others arms for ages.
She caught me staring at her.
"What?" she asked in mock indignation.
"I was just wondering when my little sister became such a pervert," I answered.
"Now," she replied calmly. " You're my first. I lost my virginity to a cucumber three weeks ago. Now I just can't stop."
"Oh my god."
The week could only get better.The one thing that Laura and me weren't doing was sleeping together. Yes we had seen each other naked, masturbated together and had oral sex, but when it came to going to sleep, she went back to her bed. I'm not sure why, but maybe in some strange way it seemed that perhaps it wasn't incest until we had penetrative sex and spent the night together. That was my theory anyway!
So about an hour after she had licked my cum off my chest and lay next to me, cuddling and talking about anything that came into our heads, she stood up and put on her knickers and tee shirt.
I had no lectures on Thursday so we thought we might go out for the day, maybe on a bus ride.
That was the plan, and plans always fall apart.
Thursday morning began with me being woken up by being shaken roughly by a girl's hand.
''Wake up sleepyhead!'' I heard a female voice shout.
''Ugh, Laura?'' I mumbled.
''No not Laura! It's me, Stacey. Who's Laura anyway?''
Ahhh. Stacey, my girlfriend of about six weeks. Fit,slim, loves sex, but.... Well, but she was getting a bit annoying. I couldn't seem to get away from her. Don't get me wrong. I fancy her rotten and sex is always available it seems but I just couldn't seem to get any time to myself. It had been really hard to persuade her to back off so I could let my sister stay for a few days. And I had made the fatal mistake of giving her a spare key. My flatmate, James, was really pissed about that. It seemed a good idea at the time. I feel quite ungracious because I am lucky. I'm no oilpainting looks wise so to have a girl who wants a fuck twice a day every day is really mindblowing but after six weeks I felt a bit, oh I don't know if I should put it this way, but a bit.. bored.
''Laura? My sister? You remember I told you she was staying?'' I scolded her. Thank fuck me and Laura hadn't slept in the same bed, I kept thinking.
''Oh yeah. Sorry. Where is she?''
''In her room. James's room, I suppose.''
''Sorry babe but I was missing you. And I thought as today you've got no lectures we can spend some time together,'' she whined.
''I would but what about Laura? I've already left her alone most days this week.''
So Stacey met Laura and we didn't go out for the day but spent hours in town being dragged around clothes shops by my girlfriend, who kept trying to pinch my ass or talk Laura into ditching her goth look in favour of some glamour queen style that really wouldn't suit her.
Eventually Stacey went back to her flat, leaving me and Laura to have an evening in.
The first hour at my flat was spent laughing about Stacey and then we went to a Chinese restaurant. After the restaurant I took her to the uni bar where we had a couple of beers and met a few of my friends, before walking the mile and a half home. As we passed through a dimly lit street next to a park, I pulled Laura up to a tree and kissed her.
''What was that for?'' she asked breathlessly.
''Just for surviving today with Stacey, and making me laugh,'' I replied.
''Weirdo,'' she shouted, quickly pulling up her top to flash her tits before running off.
I chased her right up to the front door and when I caught her I tried to kiss her, but she pushed me away.
''Inside,'' she whispered.
I unlocked the front door and pushed her in, but as soon as I closed the door behind me a light switched on.
''Surprise!!!!!!'' a girl shouted.
''Oh, hi Stacey,'' me and Laura seemed to say in unison, feeling completely deflated.
Stacey had let herself in and had been waiting for us. In her defence she had brought a couple of bottles of wine and was looking pretty hot. I knew what she wanted and was coming round to the idea but felt uncomfortable with my sister being there.
We shared a bottle between us, before Laura said she was heading off for bed. Stacey had been dropping a few unsubtle hints and I think Laura was glad to get away from her.
About fifteen minutes after Laura had gone to her room, Stacey said she was going for a shower. I told her I would go and check on my sister in the meantime as I was worried she had felt that we were trying to get rid of her.
Laura's room is next to the bathroom so I listened to hear if Stacey had the water running before I went to see Laura.
''Hi, you ok?'' I asked.
''Yeah fine thanks. Is she staying the night?''
''I think so,'' I answered.
''Are you going to fuck her?''
''I think that's the plan.''
''Oh. That's nice for you,'' Laura said despondently.
I could sense her unhappiness.
''But I will be thinking of you when I do,'' I piped up, trying to lift the mood. It worked.
''Oh really,'' cooed Laura. '' Will you be thinking of these?''
With that she pulled down her bed sheet to reveal her naked tits. I instantly put my hands to them and began to rub and stroke them. She leaned forward to try to feel my cock through my trousers. She pulled the sheet down further to expose the top of her legs and her bush, opening her legs to me as she did so. I reached down with my left hand to feel her moistness as she slipped open my trousers, freeing my cock. I stood up quickly to remove my jeans and boxers before returning to my naked sister. She took my hard cock in her hands and began stroking, teasing the head, while I sucked her erct titties. I feel we were just about to cross the point of no return when I heard the sound of the bathroom door being unlocked. I stood up, fearing that we were about to be caught red handed, but heard Stacey walk towards the kitchen. I ran into the bathroom, carrying my clothes with me, and shut the door behind me.
As I cowered in the bathroom I heard Stacey and Laura talking, in Laura's room.
''Hi, have you seen Paul?'' asked Stacey.
''Yep he came in briefly but I think he went back to the living room.''
''Thanks, goodnight Laura.''
I expected to hear Stacey go past towards the living room but instead heard them talking some more, something about cameras. Then after about five minutes it all went quiet.
I opened the bathroom door as silently as I could and tip toed down the hall towards the living room. I had put my boxers on but left my trousers and shirt in the bathroom, planning to surprise Stacey and get down to business.
The surprise was on me in that she wasn't in the living room. I stopped to think for a moment before creeping into my bedroom, but she wasn't in there either. So I tiptoed back up the hall, towards the bathroom.
I could hear some slightly muffled noises coming from Laura's room. Giggles and kissing noises, but very muffled. The door was ajar so I crept up to it to listen some more. I definitely heard Stacey giggle, followed by a slight moan. I couldn't see, but my mind was racing. Also my cock had jumped to life. Curiosity was getting the better of me so once again being as quiet as I could I pushed the door just an inch or so to see. Still no good so I pushed it slightly more. This time I saw a towel lying on the floor. It was my bright red towel and I know it hadn't been there earlier. I felt sure now that the two girls were up to something. Just thinking about it made my cock twitch with excitement. I slipped off my boxers and stood against the hallway wall, stroking my shaft.
I had to see, so I nudged the door, a bit further this time. Now the gap was enough for me to poke my head round and look in if I wanted. Well I wanted. I peeked round the door.
Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck!!
I saw Stacey's bare ass. Her head moving slightly. Laura's bare legs, stretching out either side of Stacey. I'd hit the jackpot!
I stood with my head poking round the door. My hand stroking my cock. I looked at the two girls. My girlfriend was slightly taller, slightly slimmer, with bigger tits and a smaller ass. My sister was slightly shorter, slightly chubbier, with smaller tits and a bigger ass. Not short, chubby, with small tits and a big ass you understand, just different to Stacey's. And Stacey, not tall, slim, with big tits and a small ass. Just different to Laura. But both fucking beautiful. What did I prefer? At this moment I stared at both and I felt so hot. It was sensational.
And so I decided to act. I could have just stared at them until the scene reached its inevitable climax, but I wanted a piece of the action.
Taking a deep breath I entered the room, naked and with my hand wrapped round my cock. They didn't seem to notice me, or if they did they ignored me. I climbed onto the bed, and knelt alngside them. Stacey, to my left, was sucking Laura's tits. Laura, to my right, was kissing Stacey's shoulder and neck. Laura was the first to respond to me, looking up and smiling at me, before returning to Stacey.
I knelt there, stroking my dick, just watching them. Stacey looked up and moved to kiss me on the lips, while she stroked Laura's cunt lips. I put my left hand round Stacey to stroke her ass. Laura responded by moving her left on to my cock. I slipped my right hand onto her ass, hoping to slip a finger into her asshole.
We explored each other's bodies with hands and mouths, the girls taking turns to stroke my penis. Then they adjusted themselves so that their vaginas were against each other, rubbing vigourously against themselves. Their moans were loud and they were sweating. As they came I stroked myself, and shot out stream after stream of sperm onto their stomachs. We all lay down, the girls stroking each other's hair and smiling.
Finally I got up and left the room. I put on my boxers and went to the lounge. Stacey came through about twenty minutes later, dressed. She sat down and poured us each a glass of wine.
''That was different,'' she said, smiling.
I wasn't sure what to say, so I just smiled.
''I've never done it with a bloke and a girl before. Two blokes, yes.''
''Good?'' I asked.
''Not bad, Paul, not bad,'' she replied. ''You like it?''
I nodded, not sure where this was going.
We sat in silence, and after she had finished her wine, she stood up, put on her coat and went to the front door.
''Goodnight naughty boy,'' she whispered, '' and say goodnight to Laura for me. I'll call you in the morning.''
''Goodnight,'' I said.
I sat down with my glass of wine, and ten minutes later I was stirred by my phone beeping at me. A text from Stacey:
That was your sister!!!!!! You perv! Have you been doing your sister??
I wearily tapped out my reply:
No! First time anything like that. Talk tomorrow. LOVE U
I switched off my phone and walked down to Laura's room. She was lying naked on the bed, reading a book. Damn this girl is a mystery.
''Hey, you ok?'' she asked, smiling.
I nodded.
''You like Stacey I take it?''
''Not really.''
I started laughing at that. We both did.
''How did that come about then, '' I asked, puzzled.
''Oh she came in looking for you. She was about to go when she saw my camera. Apparently she wants a new one. She sat on the bed to look at it. As I sat up to show it to her the sheet slipped down, exposing my boobs! Next thing I know she gives me this weird smile then starts touching them. Then one thing led to another, and another, and then that's where you joined in. Big boy.''
We laughed then kissed, then she playfully pushed me away.
''Goodnight, sleep well. And don't lose sleep thinking how you're going to have to face her tomorrow when she's sober and explain how you came to jiz over her and your little sister!''
''Yeah thanks. I'll just deny it all.''
Once again we spent the night separately, me hardly able to sleep thinking about what Laura had said and thinking about the events of that evening. Every time I pictured the two of them naked I got a hard on.
At just after five in the morning my bedroom door opened and in walked Laura, wearing that big shirt of dad's.
''Hey,'' she whispered.
''Hey you.''
''Can I just cuddle up with you?'' she asked. She seemed strangely small and vulnerable.
''What's wrong?'' I asked.
''No I was just thinking about the stuff this week. What we've been doing. Is there something wrong with us? What about mum and dad?''
''Just don't think about it. When you go home forget all about it. It's just part of growing up, experimenting. It is unusual I know but it's not wrong,'' I said, trying to reassure her.
''I suppose it can't be wrong when it makes you feel so happy,'' she said, barely audible.
''Isn't there a song like that?'' I joked. ''Anyway we haven't actually done it, so it's not wrong.''
''Ok here's the deal,'' she sounded more sure of herself now.'' We can play but we can't do it. You know, no full sex, ok?''
''Deal.''
We cuddled up together, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning, I woke first, got dressed and headed to uni. I struggled to focus on my lectures, thinking about the previous night and wondering how Laura was. I was worried about her, but also I found her fascinating. My little sister had seemed so vulnerable and childlike when we lay in each other's arms this morning. But on the other hand when we are doing sexual things she is in total control and wild at the same time. Which Laura would I find waiting for me when I got back to my flat that evening?I woke up quite late on Friday morning. As my consciousness grew I became aware of Laura lying asleep next to me in the bed.
I spent about five minutes watching her, watching her sleep, watching her body move as she breathed. I was fascinated by her. She looked so young and innocent, and yet I couldn't stop thinking of how she seemed to have an unstoppable sexual appetite.
I climbed out of bed, crept out the room and went to the kitchen.
I switched on my mobile phone and the kettle almost simultaneously, and as the kettle roared as it boiled the water, my phone began to beep.
And here my plans for the day started to go astray.
First a text from mum. She, not dad, would be collecting Laura. And she would arrive on Saturday, not Sunday, as Dad was planning.
Second, Stacey. Oh god Stacey. She was 'demanding' to see me. She couldn't believe I had walked in on her and my sister, and was even more shocked that I had 'allowed' my sister to touch me.
She would be at our usual coffee shop at 11. I had to be there! According to her.
Then Laura walked slowly into the kitchen, looking a bit dazed.
''Oh headache!'' she mumbled.
''Morning, '' I replied.
''I don't feel great, Paul,'' she spoke as though the words were painful. ''I'm going back to bed. My bed. Can you let me rest today?''
''Ok,'' I said, feeling a bit dejected.
She stumbled out the kitchen and along the hallway to her room.
''This is not going to be a good day,'' I whispered to the kitchen wall.
So I met up with Stacey, deliberately getting there late. She was huddled up in a corner table, big mug of coffee in both her hands. I ordered a coffee and sat with her. The formalities over she began ranting.
''Am I your girlfriend or not?''
'Yes, why?''
''So tell me about last night.''
''Well we, err, erm, we got a bit....carried away,'' I was unsure what to say.
''If I'm to be your girlfriend I expect to be the only girl you go to bed with.''
I didn't reply for what seems like ages. This girl is unhinged I'm sure.
Eventually I spoke.
''Err I seem to remember I found you in bed with her, naked. Second she is my sister and I didn't fuck her. Are you allowed to fuck others but I'm not?'' I was getting annoyed. I spoke quietly as this conversation was not one I wanted others to hear!
''Exactly. Your sister! That's freaky!!'' she bellowed.
''Shhh.. keep it quiet.''
Silence then she stood up and walked out.
I was confused. I finished my coffee and ordered another, pushing the spoon around the table. Then I went into town, strolled around aimlessly for a while. I bought a sandwich, a book, and then waled down to the park and sat by the river.
I ate my lunch, read a few pages, then just lay back and listened to my mp3 player.
By mid afternoon I was contemplating my next move, when my phone rang. Laura. She said she was still a bit under the weather but was going out for a walk.
''Sorry if I was a bit cranky this morning. Love you,'' she spoke quickly then rang off.
I smiled, put my phone back in my pocket, when it rang again. Stacey.
''Sorry if I was a bit cranky earlier. Just being a girl, you know.''
Not sure I do....
''Anyway I'll come round tomorrow. Got to study now.''
''But Stacey wait.....''
Too late. She rang off. My mum's coming tomorrow, I wanted to say.
I met up with my flatmate, James, for a few beers. He picked up on my mood.
''I can't wait for you to move back on Sunday,'' I said.
''I thought you got on with your sister, '' he sounded confused.
''I do, it's just, you know, I need a man in the house. Us men are normal.''
I told him about my row with Stacey. Not all of it you understand. Not the bit about my sister. Just how Stacey was doing my head in. I told him I might dump her.
He thought I was mad.
''You know that half the university wants to fuck her?'' he smiled.
''Yeah but it's when I'm not fucking her she drives me mad,'' I replied, finishing another beer.
I arrived home about ten pm. Drunk. Laura was there. I asked how she was. Better, tired still, late night last night, poor sleep. Overdosed on Stacey.
I laughed, kissed her cheek, then told her of my day. About Stacey, about mum arriving a day early. We talked about nothing in particular then she went off to bed.
'' No games tonight naughty boy. I'm tired. Maybe tomorrow morning before mum arrives.''
I waved at her casually as she shuffled off to her room, shortly before I fell asleep on the sofa.
Saturday!
I woke up on the sofa. My body sore and stiff. Dry dribble on my chin. Laura walked in a minute or two later, dressed, smiling, happy.
''Ugh. Go and have a shower. Men!!!''
''What do you know about men?'' I mumbled, meaning it as a joke.
She wasn't impressed.
''When is mum coming?'' she asked.
''Lunchtime.''
I had a shower. I was thinking of Laura as I dried. Then I heard voices. I walked to the living room and tried not to lose it when I saw Stacey talking to Laura. Shortly after, mum arrived, two hours early.
We all had lunch, all four of us. Mum's treat. We got back to the flat mid afternoon, and mum helped Laura pack. Mum had decided to stay the night if possible.
Stacey cooked a great meal, clearly trying to impress my mum, but I have to confess impressing me too. She could be normal if she tried!
I popped out and bought some wine. Actually a lot of wine. I know mum is partial.
After a good meal and a fair bit of wine we were all getting quite chilled. Laura washed up then came and sat next to me. Mum was getting tired. I sat, incredulous, as she rested her head on Stacey's shoulder, and remained like that for a while. It was now ten pm.
I began to doze, Laura nudging me as she pointed to mum and Stacey. Mum's head was still resting on Stacey, who in turn was stroking mum's hair. Then Stacey began to rub my mum's back. Mum groaned softly.
Then as mum looked up at her, Stacey leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. I looked at Laura who seemed transfixed on the situation.
It was all too weird for me. My girlfriend seemed to be hitting on my mum, or was it the other way round? I got up, went to the toilet, then went into the kitchen to get another bottle of wine.
When I returned the living room, just Laura was there.
''Where are they?'' I was genuinely confused.
''Mum said it was bedtime. Stacey offered to take her to bed.'' Laura replied quite matter of factly.
''And you let her? Which bed?'' I was almost in a panic.
''Of course I let her. What is going to happen? Murder? My bed of course dummy.''
''You saw them. They were... they were.''
''They were what?''
''They were, I don't know. Flirting.''
''Brother. Calm down. Mum's an adult.''
''Yes but Stacey!''
She held up her hand, her palm facing me. Stop it, she was saying.
She poured two glasses of wine. And she cuddled up to me.
Ten minutes later, we had both given in to our curiosity. We tiptoed down the hall, towards Laura's/James's room. The door was ajar. Does no one ever shut that door I thought.
We stood outside, bending over as if that would help us hear better. Muffled voices, kissing. Laura sneeked in, bent double. I put my head round the door.
I don't know how you are supposed to react when you find your 45 year old mum naked having sex with your 19 year old girlfriend. I don't believe there are many books which teach you how to react.
I just froze. I'm sure my eyes were jumping out of my head. I know that I had an erection. Was that appropriate?
Mum was on her back, her tits wobbling, as Stacey's tongue plunged back and forth into her cunt. Mum's groans got louder.
My trance was interrupted by Laura's elbow, digging my ribs. She gestured back to the hallway, leading me forcibly away.
We could still hear mum's groans as we walked away. Laura led me by the hand to the living room. She turned off the lights, put the wine glasses in the kitchen, then led me to my bedroom.
Inside, she sat me down on my bed. I was still in shock. Then Laura began to undress. I stirred back to life and watched as she shed her underwear. I also began to undress as Laura climbed into my bed. I got in beside her.
Under the covers she grabbed my cock.
''One mention of mum and Stacey and I'm out of here. Understand brother dear?''
I nodded as she stroked my penis. She disappeared under the covers and began to tease my sensitive tip with her tongue, before plunging me further into her mouth.
I was just about to cum when she stopped, sat up and pushed off the covers. She manoevred herself on top of me and lowered herself onto my anxiously waiting shaft. The end of our 'no fucking' rule!
I've been inside a few vaginas before but knowing this was my sister's and therefore forebidden fruit, somehow made it feel even more delicious. She was warm and moist, a little bit tight. Oh fuck.
I felt my balls tighten as she rode me like it was the most natural thing. She started to cry out as she thrust over me.
I told her to be quiet as our mum might hear us. Then I gasped as I shot stream after stream of sperm into her cunt. She continued to push onto me before she also came.
We lay in each others arms, hot and sweaty. Then fell asleep.
I awke. The room was dark. I looked at the clock. One fifteen. I remembered Laura as I realised she wasn't in bed next to me. In her bed, I thought. Then I remembered mum was in her bed.
I slunk out of my bed, out of my room and into the hallway. Darkness, except for a light in the other bedroom, with it door almost wide open. Again, I thought.
I looked towards that room. Surely not. But I could hear noises. I crept along the hallway. As I stood outside, almost afraid to look in, I realised that I was naked. Naked and hard. I peered in.
My cock was twitching so much it felt like it would fall off. Mum on her back, licking Stacey's cunt. Laura bending down licking her mother's cunt. I watched, again in a trance. I began to stroke.
Not for the first time I realise the sensible thing would have been to walk out the room, close the door and maybe have a nice quiet wank in my own room. That is how I should have behaved when I first saw Laura naked earlier in the week.
But common sense goes out the window when confronted by opportunities like these.
Quiet as a mouse I approached the bed. I sood behind Laura, who was crouching over mum. I held Laura's hips and slipped my cock into her exposed fanny, taking her from behind.
She stopped licking mum and gasped when she turned to me. But she didn't stop me. Mum looked up at me as I pumped my sister, who in turn began to lick mum even more furiously.
I looked at Stacey, looked at her eyes. She was grinning. Almost taunting me. As if to say 'look I've won. Look what's going on.'
Shortly, we moved. Mum got up on her hands and knees, allowing Laura to lick her from behind. I carried on thrusting into my sister, as Stacey came round behind me. To my amazement she put two fingers up my ass.
I was about to protest but realised I felt even hornier. Laura shook as she climaxed, then I heard mum shout out that she was cumming. But with Stacey penetrating my ass I experienced the greatest moment of my life as I came in my sister, harder than I had ever come before.
I tried to lie down, but Laura immediately pulled me up and dragged me out the room. She led me back to my bed before she lay down beside me.
''Why?'' I asked.
''Just,'' she whispered, holding a finger to her mouth as if telling me to be quiet. She is definitely the boss in this 'relationship.'
Laura soon fell asleep, exhausted, but I struggled to sleep.
As the first hint of daylight entered the room, hours later, I was thrilled when Laura stirred. She shifted onto me and we enjoyed a slow lazy fuck. I nibbled on her tits as she gently pushed her cunt forwards and backwards on my cock.
When I had cum inside her, she pulled off me and 'washed' my member clean with her tongue, licking off any last drops of cum. Then she kissed me, and I could taste our juices in her mouth.
We both fell back asleep and were woken by both Stacey and mum entering our room. They had brought us a coffee each. Stacey wore nothing but a skimpy pair of knickers. Mum was fully dressed, looking like any respectable member of some local church community.
They made no mention of mine and Laura's nudity. Mum opened the window and looked at us, as if hinting that the room smelled. It probably did, of sex. They left the room.
First Laura, then I showered. When I came out of the shower I was told that Stacey had gone.
''Interesting, that girlfriend of yours.'' Mum said dryly. I realised this was the first time I had heard mum speak since before all this madness happened.
Was she embarrassed? Angry? She knew that her two children were fucking each other. But she had also joined in. In fact it could be argued that she had started last nights games.
We packed the car in near silence. All three of us seemed lost for the right thing to say.
''It's time to go,'' said mum.
''Ok I'll see you both at christmas,'' I offered as an answer.
''Before we go,'' mum said sheepishly,''I'd rather you didn't mention this to your father. Not that you would. I think we all got a bit carried away. Too much wine. Best forgotten don't you think?''
''Yes mum,'' Laura and I answered almost in unison.
''I'm sorry that you both had to see your mother like that. And I'm sorry it got so out of control that you both ended up in bed together.''
''Yeah, that was disgusting. I'll never stop washing myself after he went near me,'' shouted Laura, feigning horror at the idea.
I watched as they climbed in the car, and drove away.
About twenty minutes later my phone beeped.
Laura.
I CAN'T WAIT TILL CHRISTMAS. YOU CAN UNWRAP ME UNDER THE TREE. L.