Chapter 14
A young, attractive couple checked into a modern hotel in the middle of a large city. The man behind the desk wondered what they were laughing and giggling about until the young man asked for the honeymoon suite. The man smiled, relieved that they hadn't been laughing at him for some obscure reason. As they walked towards the elevator, he automatically dialed room service and ordered the customary bottle of champagne sent up to their room.
In the room, the young man closed the door. Then they both fell back on the bed laughing.
"What a nice coincidence," the girl laughed, mimicking the Justice of the Peace, "that you have the same last names. You won't have to change your name on a thing."
The young man took the girl in his arms and held her tight. They stopped laughing and stared at each other as though they had just met.
"Jan, we really did it. We're married. We'll never have to worry again. No one will find out."
"I know. We're far away from home and anyone who knew us. It's all so wonderful I can't quite believe it."
"Hey, what if someone we meet ever says, 'You two look enough alike to be brother and sister.' What do we do then?"
"Why, I guess I'll just look them in the eye and say that we are. They'll never believe for a minute that I'm telling the truth."
Incest between brothers and sisters has gone on since time began. What is different today is that siblings are often going out-of-state where no one knows them, getting married, and setting up housekeeping like any other newlywed couple.
Why have things changed so drastically? We can only assume that in today's society, where everything is questioned, brothers and sisters who are lovers simply decide that they have the right to stay together. Since this is a mobile society it is easy to pull up roots and go from one end of the country to the other.
But can brothers and sisters, masquerading as normal married couples, really adjust to an average married life? Possibly. They do have one advantage. While other couples have to adjust to living with each other, a brother and sister have no such problem. They have been doing it all their lives.
However, an incestuous couple do have other problems. Many want children but are afraid to have them. And most feel different from their friends. Do their pleasures compensate for the problems involved? This is what we have tried to discover.
CASE HISTORY
Paul and Jan were only thirteen months apart. Paul was the older and wasn't at all happy about having another baby in the house. He wanted all of his mother's attention. Along with that, he didn't like the baby. She didn't do anything but cry.
As they grew older, they became more and more attached to each other. As the family grew they learned to depend on each other for the affection and attention that their parents were too busy to give them.
Throughout childhood and into their teens, Jan and Paul were very close. They both dated occasionally but with no real interest. They felt much more secure in each other's company.
When Jan was thirteen she discovered love. Up until then she thought it was a silly nuisance. But suddenly she wanted to feel madly in love with a boy. She looked around and found that of all the boys she knew she liked Paul best. Even at thirteen her breasts were large and the triangle of hair around her cunt was thick and curly. Until she discovered love, she had been embarrassed over the changes taking place in her body. She quickly became proud of them.
"Paul, come here." She called him into her bedroom. "Look at me." She had been wearing only a towel, which she quickly threw aside. "I'm a woman!"
Paul looked, his eyes going over his sister's nude boy again and again. As he stood there watching, he felt his cock begin to swell.
"Well say something. Don't you think I look just like a grown-up woman?" As she spoke, she held her tits up for his close scrutiny.
"Uh yeah, I guess you are all grown-up. You sure look different from the last time we played doctor out behind the garage."
"Do you look different?"
"Well sure."
"Show me."
"Jan! I think we're too old for this kind of stuff. I mean, we've both changed a lot."
"Why won't you show me? I showed you, didn't I?"
"Yeah, but I didn't ask you to. You just did it."
"I think you're mean. I won't tell anyone or anything. I just want to see what you look like. Come on. I'll lock the door."
Paul agreed. Jan locked the door and the boy stripped. When he got down to his shorts he began to feel embarrassed since his cock was sticking almost straight up in the air. But at Jan's prodding he finished and stood totally nude before her examining eyes.
"Boy, your pecker got big. Is it always that big?"
"No, usually it's a lot smaller. Can I get dressed now? You've seen everything I have."
"Wait a minute. How come it's so big now?"
"Because of looking at you like that. I'm all ready to fuck, that's why it's so big."
"Then why don't you?"
"Jan, you don't know what the hell you're talking about. We can't do that. You're my sister."
"So what? I want you to, Paul. I really do. I love you."
"Of course you love me. I'm your brother." As he spoke, his prick twitched with desire for her. But he couldn't believe that she was serious.
"I don't mean like that, Paul. I really love you. The way people do who are married and all. I want you to fuck me. No kidding. I don't care that you're my brother. What difference does it make? Don't you think it might be fun?" With that, Jan stepped closer to him. Her flat belly rubbed against the tip of his hard cock. He stepped back and she moved with him. As he stood there she walked up to him and put her arms around him. Their lips met and soon their bodies were pressed together.
As his hands began to touch her breasts, she felt a surge of sexual hunger that amazed her. Her body wanted him, wanted him to thrust his cock inside. Startled but happy, she led him to her bed.
As she lay back her room seemed to change. Instead of the shabby, secondhand furniture that was there she saw plush velvet curtains, mirrors and thick rugs. They were about to make love in the most beautiful place on earth.
Paul lay down next to her and stared at her body. He couldn't quite believe what was happening to him. He had thought about fucking girls for the past few months. In fact, he had thought about little else. But he had always imagined it to be far off in the future. All the same, he couldn't have asked for a prettier partner. Jan's long black hair stood out on the pillow and added an extra glow to the room. He too saw the red velvet and knew that sex was going to be wonderful.
Impatiently, Jan took Paul's hand in her own and placed it upon her breast. As soon as his fingers touched her her nipple began to swell and throb. Instinctively, Paul put his head down and sucked on her tits, taking turns until both nipples were standing up proud and firm.
Jan reached for his cock and was amazed at the size. She began to wonder if all that would really fit inside her tight quim. His hand was there, in between her legs. She opened them and let him feel her wetness. At the touch of his hand her pussy creamed up even more.
His fingers probed her cunt, feeling it for the first time. He found her enlarged clit and then went on looking for her hole. It lay there wide open, just waiting for him. He slipped a finger in and felt the intense heat inside her body.
Paul fingered her for a minute, getting her pussy used to having something inside. She began to move under his finger as though she were in pain.
"Jan? Are you okay?"
"Yes. Oh, Paul, I've never felt anything like this before. It feels just wonderful. Oh, I love it." She moaned and sobbed softly, trying to stifle her pleasure noises so that no one in the house could hear her. Her hands found his prick and held it, trying to drag it closer so that it would soon be inside her.
Paul climbed on top of her and slowly worked his prick inside her hole. She was small and tight, but wet enough so that he didn't have too much trouble. Finally he was completely inside her, all the way up to the hilt. They both let out a breath of relief as they enjoyed being joined together.
At first Jan found having a cock inside her a little uncomfortable. But after a few minutes she loved the feeling. As Paul started to work up and down on her she had to hold her fist tightly clenched in her hand to keep from crying out with pleasure.
He fucked her quickly, knowing that he couldn't hold in the stream of jism that wanted to escape and flood her cunt. As he came, Jan felt the whole room begin to shake. Through the veil of her orgasm she could see red velvet swirling all around her.
When it was over, the two turned and looked at each other.
"Paul, that was wonderful. I love you, just like a grown-up."
"I love you too, Jan. And when we grow up we'll get married and live happily ever after."
"All right. And our bedroom will be all red velvet. And we can stay in bed for as long as we want to. Oh, I can't wait. I wish we were married right now."
"Me too. But we're not so I guess we'd better get dressed before Mom starts to wonder what happened to us."
"I guess so. But she won't wonder anyway. She never does. You know what? I think we could come up here every afternoon and fuck and she'd never even notice. She'd think we were doing homework or something. Don't you think?"
"Probably. But we'll have to live here until we get married so we better watch out. You won't tell anyone, will you Jan?"
"No. Do you think I'm that crazy? I won't even tell Maggie, and she's my best friend. I promise."
From that time on, getting married was their secret dream. After Paul's high school graduation they went out to dinner to celebrate.
"Paul, just think. Next year I'll be out of high school. Then we can get married. But where? And where can we live? Not here, that's for sure."
"I know. I was thinking that maybe I should get a job and move out. That way I would have a place of my own and you could come and visit whenever you wanted to. They would probably even let you spend the night once in a while."
"But then I couldn't see you every day. Besides, I'll bet that we could even spend a whole night together at home. Mom and Dad wouldn't notice. And none of the kids would think anything of it if they saw us in each other's room late at night. What do you think?"
"It sounds nice, Jan. But it's not worth the risk. What do you think they would do to us if they ever found out?"
"I don't know. But they never will. After all, we started when I was thirteen and we were both a lot dumber then. About some things, anyway."
"That's true. I've got an interview for a job tomorrow though. It doesn't sound too exciting."
"What difference does that make? It'll only be for a year. Then we can get married and move. Oh, Paul, I can't wait. Sometimes when I'm in bed at night, all by myself, I think about you being all alone down the hall. Then my pussy starts throbbing and I want you so much. But I'm afraid to go to you because someone might see me or hear something. I don't like to sleep all alone, away from you. I just can't wait till things are different."
Time passed, full of hopes and plans for the future. A few months later, they found out that they would have to wait even longer.
"Drafted? Oh, Paul, you can't be. But what will I do? Two years away from you. What will happen to us?"
"Jan, take it easy. I don't leave for almost a month. Now come over here like a good girl and let's see if we can't forget about the whole frigging army for a few hours."
They made love with a bittersweet sadness. Paul was tender and gentle, trying to prove with his body as well as his words that everything would be all right. Jan came quickly, her worries submerged as Paul drove her to new heights of passion.
During Paul's army hitch, Jan was graduated from high school and quickly found a job. While she tried to maintain a pleasant front, inside she was like a volcano about to erupt. With Paul gone she felt as though a part of her was missing, as though she had lost an arm or a leg. Dazedly she went through the motions of living while her mind was far away.
A few boys asked her for dates and she obliged them. The boys soon gave up making passes at her. Instead of reacting violently, Jan would quietly remove a hand from her breast or inside her thigh. Her lack of interest cooled the boys off immediately.
She wrote to Paul every day, telling him how she missed him. At night her body flamed up with desire. She rubbed her clit and fingered herself until she came but the release was not enough. Instead, it seemed to fan the flames of her heat. She thought about letting another boy take her but the thought was so repulsive that she pushed it to the back of her mind. She only wanted Paul and counted the days until he would be home on leave.
When he finally arrived, she had to sit for hours while he told the rest of the family stories about the army. At the sight of him her panties filled with cream. As she listened, she squirmed against her chair, feeling the wetness and wishing that they would all let him go. Her mother finally solved the problem by suggesting that Paul might be tired. With a quick look at Jan, he agreed and went to his room. A few minutes later she followed him.
They went at each other like tigers, fighting and clawing throughout their violent fucking. Paul rammed her again and again as her nails raked over his back until he bled. When they came Jan had to turn over quickly to bury the screams of passion in a pillow.
The two years passed and again they made their plans. They decided to settle in Los Angeles since it was such a large place. The only thing left was to tell their parents. Paul was the spokesman.
"Mom and Dad, Jan and I want to move to California. There are a lot of opportunities there for work and all. I learned a lot in the army."
"Why children, I just don't know what to say. You've grown up so fast. Jan, why do you want to go?" Their mother was surprised but not antagonistic.
"Because I think it would be fun. Besides Mom, all the boys around here are such creeps. I just feel like I'll never find a husband staying here."
"Don't worry Mom," Paul chimed in, "I'll be a good chaperon and all that."
"I'm sure you will dear. If it's what you two want to do it's all right with me. What do you think, Frank?"
"Paul, I admire your guts, being able to just pull up roots and get out there and make something of yourself. I'm not too sure about you, Jan, but if you've set your mind on it I don't want to stop you. You two take good care of each other." With their parents' blessings, they left a month later.
After a quiet wedding and a long, sex filled honeymoon, the couple settled down in a Los Angeles suburb. Paul found a good job while Jan stayed home and kept house. Their dream had come true and for a few years they were very happy. The apartment building they lived in was filled with young couples and they made many friends.
As they got older, more and more of the couples were sprouting into families of three and four. Jan admired each new baby and longed for one of her own. She was beginning to feel left out of everything.
"Paul, I want to have a baby."
"What? But Jan, you know how dangerous that would be. God knows what kind of problems it could have."
"Oh, that's a lot of bull. Look at the Hawaiian's. Brothers and sisters married all the time, at least the royal family. And they had kids. Why can't we?"
"But what about Mom and Dad?"
"We just wouldn't say anything. Or maybe after it was born we could tell them we adopted it. Please. I want one so much."
"No. Absolutely not. I won't take the chance. It's just out of the question." That night Jan stayed all the way over on her side of the bed. It was the first fight they had ever had.
A few days later, Jan broached another idea to Paul. "What if it was someone else's?"
"What are you talking about? You lost me in the beginning."
"The baby."
"You mean adopt one?"
"Not exactly. I mean what if I had it and it wasn't yours?"
"You're crazy. You must be out of your mind. How the hell would you manage that?
"In the usual way, I guess. You do know where babies come from."
"You mean you would be willing to let someone else, some other guy you didn't even know, fuck you for God knows how long until you got pregnant? Jan, you don't want that."
"I want to have a baby. And if I can't have one with you then I will with someone else."
"Not if you're married to me, you won't. Look, we knew when we started this that it would mean no kids. It's the only way it can go. If you want to adopt that's fine. But I'm not going to give you a child. You know I couldn't anyway. That's why I got sterilized, so that we couldn't possibly have an accident like that. And I'm not going to let my wife screw around. Or is that what you want? Do you just want to try another cock for size and use this as an excuse?"
"Of course not. Don't be silly. I just want a baby of my own. It would be yours too. Anything that's me is you. I don't want to let another guy screw me but it might be the only way."
"What about adoption? That seems like the most likely thing to me."
"But then it wouldn't be my baby. If we can't have one together at least it should belong to one of us. Oh, Paul, I want it so badly. Please let me do it."
"Just how would you go about it? Or do you have the guy all picked out? I don't know what the hell to say to you Jan."
"Say yes."
"No. I can't say yes. I don't want anyone sharing my wife and that's all there is to it."
The next day while Paul was at work Jan started combing the bars for a likely father for her child. As soon as she found an attractive man who seemed interested, she went home with him.
As she walked into his shabby apartment, her teeth began to chatter. She wanted to run out the door and never come back. But she couldn't. Once Jan made a promise to herself she kept it, no matter what happened.
The man kissed her, making her nauseated with his alcoholic breath. She kissed him back, concentrating on a small baby cradled in her arms. Before she knew it they were both undressed and in his bed. He mounted her quickly, plunging his long prick into her body with one hard thrust.
As soon as she felt him inside her she began to relax. Even if he wasn't Paul, his cock still felt good rubbing the sides of her deep slit. She thrust back at him and was soon lost in the thrills of fucking.
They came at the same time, the man with a whimper and Jan with a shout. The man held her tight until the spasms stopped going through her body. Once it was over the act revolted her, along with the man. She said goodbye as calmly as she could and went home.
That night she told Paul that she decided he was right. The best plan would be to adopt a baby. The next day they set the wheels in motion. A month later Jan started having morning sickness.
Terrified, she told Paul the whole sordid story as soon as he got home from work.
"Get rid of it. We can find a doctor. Just get rid of it and then we'll get a nice, sweet baby from the agency."
"Paul, I can't get rid of it. It's part of me, just like you are. It would be wrong. I can't help it."
"Jan, I'm not going to stick around and watch another man's baby growing inside you. You'll have to decide. Either get rid of it or me. It's up to you."
Unable to face the prospect of life without Paul, Jan had an abortion a week later.
As of this writing, Jan and Paul have been married six years. They have one adopted child and are about to adopt another. While they seem happy, ever since Jan's abortion a certain spark has gone out of their lives. Like so many other married couples today, they stay together because they don't know just what else to do.