Chapter 1
Jeff read the note again, unable to grasp the enormity of what he was reading:
"My beloved Jeff-
I'm writing this to you because I love you. This is the last time I'll trouble you with my love. Today, when I thought of you being down at Juvenile and in this awful shameful mess, I had to admit the truth to myself at last-it was my fault. You know what I mean! I can only say, I'm really sorry-sorry I must give you further grief because I don't want to pain you anymore than I have already. But, this will end all pain, and if you'll just forget that I ever lived, you'll be much better off! But, if you can't forget-try desperately to remember just one thing-I did love you, son, with all my heart!
Always, Mom"
"Jan," he said nervously, "I-I've got to be by myself a little while-okay?"
His sister nodded. She understood, as her brother walked out of the house by himself. He tore the note up into a handful of tiny pieces, and tossed it to the wind, watching it as the small pieces of paper, fluttered away in a swift gust of night breeze.
Jeff knew that the hurt he felt in his heart wouldn't instantly vanish. It was deep, troubling, and tormenting. Who could share his terrible anguish? If he told any of his friends, they would ridicule him, despise him. And, so he decided there was only one thing to do-begin again in another city. He'd tell Jan about it when he got back home, and see what she had to say.
He looked in the houses as he walked down the quiet street that night, and the warm glow of their lights on in the living room, appealed to him. He wished he could suddenly be transported into another family, another home, another life. But, all this was fantasy, and the cruel reality of what he faced impinged upon his dreams.
Going back home late that night, he went to his bedroom, and quietly undressed. As he slid into bed, he noticed someone was beside him, under the covers his sister Jan.
Jan pressed her naked breasts against her brother comfortingly, whispering, "Let me warm you up, baby!"
"I could stand some loving," he told her. "I need something beautiful to help me forget."
As he spoke to her, he reached down to guide himself into her. Slowly, he slipped his penis into her warm, moist vagina, and she wrapped her arms lovingly about him.
"Oh, baby, we need this-now that Mom is gone. It doesn't mean we can't be lovers. Oh, darling, I love you so much."
It did seem strange to Jeff to be grieving like this, having sex with his sister-after Mom's awful death.
Yet, in a larger sense it seemed like the wisest way to forget death, celebrating life. And what better way to celebrate life than having sex with sister?
"You don't know how excited it makes me to feel your throbbing penis sliding up me," Jan panted, as he pushed it into her. "Oh, brother-never stop fucking me! Never! Never!"
Passionately, the two of them clung to each other. They were healing the sorrow that had surged through them ever since Mom left them behind.
Jan's hands slipped over his buttocks, and massaged them.
"Your hands feel good on me," he smiled at her. "Oh, baby, I love it when you do that to me."
Indeed, he did enjoy it, and she knew it from the way he thrust himself into her.
"Give it to me," she begged Jeff, and brushing her bosoms across his chest, she smiled up at him. She loved the intensity, the passion written across his face. He always was like this when he was drilling her. His jaw would hang slack, his eyes would remain serious, and he would ram it to her, almost without expression, as if hiding the joy inside himself.
Yet, the hard, driving cock thrusts told the story, and he was enjoying that immensely.
"Fuck me-ohhhh, ahhhhh, yes, baby, yes, baby-fuck my cunt. Fuck me like you've never fucked me before. Ohhh, you never gave it to me so good ... lover baby, sock it to me!"
Passionately, they struggled to obtain the ultimate orgasm. Jan knew her brother always enjoyed it when she'd slip a finger up his ass-hole, and so she stabbed his behind, and this almost drove him out of his mind.
"Ohhh, ahhh-yes-yes, baby, fuck-fuck-fuck it," she urged him on. Bending over, he pressed his mouth on hers, and soon they were Frenching.
As their hot tongues lashed against each other, they got hotter, and hotter, and Jeff knew he was going to explode soon. Ramming it into the hilt, he finally cut loose with a juicy load of sperm.
"Ahhh, ohhhh, yes, yes," he groaned in delight, as the juicy load of cum shot inside her. She squeezed his penis in her cunt muscles, rejoicing in his hot load.
"Oh, baby-does that ever feel fantastic," he told her excitedly. "Oh, wow-I really like that!"
She peppered his face with kisses, now and then letting her hot tongue lash his face excitedly. When, Jeff slipped out of her, he got up and went to the bathroom. Returning, she lay there, the moonlight coming through the venetian blinds making a pattern across her naked body.
"Oh, lover-you're so gorgeous," he smiled, "We've got to do something about us."
"I've been thinking about that too," she said, "You're out of high-school now, and we can't stay on in this big old house. Now that Mom isn't with us anymore, we don't need all this space."
"And I can't stand being here-where Mom has been. Everywhere I turn, there are reminders."
As Jeff sat down on the bed, Jan came over and rested her head on his thigh.
"Oh, honey-I know what people think about us. It's unforgivable to have sex the way we do-"
"I know," Jeff said softly, and then he saw her hand, dipping down to massage his testicles.
"You like those nuts?" he smiled at her, as she seemed fascinated with them.
"Sure, I do," she grinned, "They're sweet suckin' nuts!"
"Alright, honey-lick them-I won't make a fuss!" Jan moved in closer, and she brushed her chin against his now erect penis, as she moved down to let her tongue lick on his testicles. And then, gently opening her mouth, she took both balls in her mouth at once, and sucked on them. It was a beautiful moment, for her as she felt the weighty balls wiggling inside her mouth. And for Jeff, he loved this intimate contact. The way his sister loved to lick around his genitals intoxicated him. Sure, he'd had other women suck his nuts, eat his dick, and play with him. But, this was the best sex he'd ever had, and he knew it.
"Eat my prick," he finally blurted. "Go ahead, honey-eat my juicy joystick!"
Jan gripped her brother's proud, erect penis, and slowly, she let her tongue steal along its surface, capping the head of it with her mouth, and then she sucked passionately.
Jeff couldn't help but marvel at the skill she displayed in the cocksucking department. Whether her improvement depended on skill, or whether it came as a result of practice-makes-perfect, he didn't know or care. But, what he did care about, was watching her.
She enjoyed slipping her mouth off it for a moment, and teasingly allowing her tongue to lick its underside, and then suddenly slipping her mouth over it.
Next, she's suck with strong, hard sucks, followed by manipulation of the testicles with her fingers. And this was accompanied by a steady, rhythmic sucking, focusing the action primarily on the head of the shaft.
As the lower-lip would drag over the head of it, he could feel it quiver, and it would flip him out of his mind.
"Ah, ohhhhh-yes, sister-suck my meat," he'd tell her. "Suck, suck-suck it, hot mouth, suck my prick!"
She knew how to give him the tingling sensations he desired so much, and no doubt about it, the fact she loved her brother contributed no small measure to her making her cocksucks something special.
The hot penis stabbed forward, and she felt it reaching to the back of her throat. This drove her out of her mind.
And when Jeff had her hot like this, he liked to reach out, grabbing her head, guiding her over his hard, thrusting rod.
"Yes, yes, baby," he smiled, "Suck that juicy prick! Eat it, eat that dick-sweetheart-eat that prick!"
Guiding her, added to her pleasure of servicing her brother. She loved the feel of his dominant hands on her head. It added immensely to her passionate pleasure in the thrilling act.
Her eyes closed, her mouth sucked in, and she knew it wouldn't be much longer now. She even enjoyed the aroma of his sweaty loins. In fact, there was nothing about her brother's genitals, she found disturbing. It all seemed beautiful, because her wild love, bathed their every act in a glow of beauty.
"Eat it," he said evenly, watching carefully. "Eat my dick, sister-eat it for me-ohhhhh, ahhhh-yes, girl, eat my prick!"
With one hard jab, he suddenly exploded in her mouth. She sucked with everything in her, to give Jeff the suck of his life. And then, the hot sperm shot out of his penis, hurtling down her throat.
"Ahhhh, ohhhhh-yes-yes, that's it," he grunted, "Eat my cock!"
Indeed, she did eat it for him, and as she swallowed the sticky sperm, it was as if she was swallowing Jeff himself. And, Jeff felt the passionate pull of her mouth on his organ, licking, loving him, as her hands grasped his buttocks, enjoying him completely.
When she slid off him, with a wry smile on her face, she grinned up at him, "You taste good!"
"You suck good," he nodded knowingly.
They held each other, and finally fell asleep. When Jeff stirred in the bed he noticed his sister was gone. Then he heard her in the shower. He got up and went to the bathroom, and urinated while she finished showering.
"Hi, big brother," Jan called out, "How are you today?"
"Horny," he replied.
"Well, just forget all this fucking-we've got things to do today-"
"What's more important than fucking?" he laughed.
Stepping out of the shower, Jan looked resplendent with the water on her body, giving her a glistening, pink glow.
"I think we should make plans to move-alright?"
"Alright," he agreed soberly, "I can't clear out of this place too fast-"
"I can't either," Jan admitted. "All I want to take are a few clothes. Not everything-just some things, and my radio, and my portable TV. That's all!"
"I wouldn't care if I left everything," Jeff admitted, "But I guess I should be realistic about it. I need clothes. I don't want to buy a lot of little things I've got that would cost me a lot of money if I had to rush out and start buying little things all over again."
"Give me a kiss," Jan smiled.
Jeff walked over and lightly kissed her cheek.
"That's not a kiss," she complained.
"Jan," he insisted, "We've got so much to do-we can't kiss all the time."
"One real kiss," she demanded, "Please, baby!"
Even though Jeff didn't like displaying this much passion, he felt it might be a very good idea to satisfy his sister for he knew she must be grieving too.
"Where do you think we should go?" he asked, when he finished giving her a scorcher of a kiss.
"Back to bed," she laughed.
"I'm serious," he said, "Where should we go?"
"I'm serious too," she threw her head back, and walked naked back to the bed.
As she lay there on the bed, her alluring breasts being massaged in a particularly tantalizing manner, she did everything in her power to turn him on.
Reaching down, she slowly massaged her vagina.
"You are tempting me," he said softly. "I hope I am," she replied. "Come over here, brother!"
"It's not safe to come closer," he told her flatly.
"Come on," she giggled, "See if you dare!"
"I'm afraid you've got too much beauty for my balls," he smiled, "See what you're doing to my third leg."
"Is that bad?" his sister asked, shrugging, and now spreading her legs, slowly, sensuously, allowing him a better view of her genitals.
"Yes, it is bad," he said, "Bad-when I've got to get my brain straight. I'm all fouled-up, since-you know, baby, life got twisted for all of us, and we shouldn't go on."
Suddenly, Jan sensed what her brother was trying to tell her. The discovery of their wild affair had apparently given Jeff so much guilt, he didn't want to continue. But, she had some other ideas.
"You're not going to chicken out on me, are you?" she asked, the hurt telling in her voice.
"I-I don't know what I'm going to do," he said, "Can't you just leave me alone."
Jeff turned. Naked, he walked over to the dresser, and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He saw his vigorous, healthy chest, his trim waist, his firm, round buttocks, and glanced down at his erect penis.
Jan knew he wanted to ball her, but something held him back. What words she could use-to seduce him back to bed, she didn't know.