"They are arguing again, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Sarah and John were two normal kids in a fairly normal estate of a normal part of Liverpool. Like many other's they found a connection with each other, and took comfort through sharing their tribulations mostly bought about through their parents. However one night they went too far!

John being a year older than his sister of 16 would look to protect his sister from the violence that was ever prevalent in the relationship of their parents. Although John was only 17 he was mature for his age and understood that the violence between his parents was wrong. He didn't want his younger sister to think that all men would be like that, consequently John was ever cautious of Sarah's boyfriends; needless to say they were close because of this. One night, after their Father had beaten their mother particularly bad, John and Sarah's parents had to go to the hospital. John was put in charge, and was told to make sure his sister was ok. What happened next John didn't expect, but isn't surprising given the close nature of his relationship with Sarah. John certainly didn't regret it.  

"He hit her, again and again. There was blood. I saw it all. Mum was still. She didn't move." Sarah resided in the strong safe and loving arms of her brother. She was cold so John held tight around. They cuddled, she rocked until all was forgotten and she felt calm. "It will be ok, you are safe, you are with me." A few moments of silence in this picturesque moment of embrace. She kissed him.

Embarrassed and scared the look of fear crossed Sarah's face, as John, at this point shocked was quite taken back by his sister's actions. Sarah, like a little girl who had just done something naughty scurried to her room. John thought to himself should I follow her, should I talk to her? Half an hour later he knocked at her door. "It's ok Sarah. Goodnight." [Quietly Sarah replies] "Goodnight."

Sarah and John's parents were going to be gone for a few more days, in what could only be described as a Hollyoaks spectacular style series of unfortunate events, their parents had vacated the story. John got the call early the next morning. He had made breakfast - pancakes; Sarah's favourite to try to cheer her up from what she has seen not so many hours previously. It was however not their parents actions that plagued the thoughts of Sarah and John, but that fateful kiss. Breakfast was quiet, but an edgy uncomfortable quiet that much resembled those tense moments before an exam, or an untimely visit to the dentist. Neither Sarah or John wanted to speak yet each was filled full of questions, confusion, sorrow. They were of course only children. "It's ok Sarah, I won't lie and say I wasn't a bit shocked last night, but it's ok. I just want to be there for you. I love you." Sarah now took an avid interest in the bottom of her plate of pancakes, she had hardly touched them. A soft voice echoed "I am sorry, I was upset, I needed someone, I needed you to make it all better. I love you too."

Sarah's mousy nature reflected perfectly through her shy disposition and quiet apologetic voice mirrored perfectly the confident and prominent nature of her brother. Sarah allowed herself few friends, she found it very hard to trust anyone, this is however with the exception of her brother. John in contrast was a well built ladies man, rather a womaniser, with of course the exception of his sister who he loved dearly.

The rest of the day went uneventful. Nothing worth writing about anyway. Before Sarah or John were aware it was night. It was 11pm, or around that time, when John, who couldn't sleep was made aware of his sister's soft and understated knocking at the door. "Can I sleep with you tonight please, I don't want to be alone." John moved up, and Sarah got in. Silence. John managed to get comfortable with his sister in his bed, he was used to it, as often she got scared in the night. This night however was different. Sarah pulled tight to her brother embracing him with her arm around his torso. Quite strangely John noticed his sisters nipples coming erect, which in turn aroused him. Neither had any idea the other knew and for all future references it's perhaps this pivotal point which influenced what happened next. Like a Mexican stand off, Sarah and John stayed perfectly still, neither seemed to breath, it was if time had stopped... until Sarah made a move. She moved her hand onto her brother's then moved in towards her now moist underwear. Directing her brothers fingers with her own she carefully caressed her pussy. "This is what I want, I love you." John now in shock was confused. He too loved his sister very much, and would do anything for her, but didn't see his sister in any non-sisterly way, but lay there fully erect now stroking her. Is this wrong? Why is it wrong? Why am I aroused, what does that mean? She groaned. Suddenly he fazed back into the moment. "If this is what you really want. I love you too."

John knew too well that Sarah was a virgin, he had always kept too close an eye on the guys who had dated Sarah to even allow them to contemplate a kiss. John turned round, in so pulling the sheets down off them. Sarah had continued to play her one girl show where John had stopped. She seemed impressed at what John had to offer. Strangely seeing his sister touching her wet pussy through her now very damn pink panties aroused John like never before. He could hardly contain himself. Sarah, now quite a mischievous tease pulled herself down John's bed, so her head was on his pillow, and he shadowed her. She pulled her top up to reveal two perfectly formed pert [now very pert] breasts. She then  slipped her wet panties off and threw them on the floor. John's lips had gone dry, he couldn't speak, only able to watch, entranced at the realisation that his very attractive and horny young sister was now laid on his bed fully naked. Finally he murmured "I want to show you something." John moved further down the bed, spreading Sarah's legs wide as she worked her magic. He first kissed by the inside of her knee, working his way up her legs until he reached a point of no return. He noticed the sweet smell of his sister as she continued to mash her lubricated pussy. She groans at John gets close, close enough to feel. Then John in a moment of madness shuts his eyes, and presses his wet lips against his now very wet sister. She lets out another groan. She twitches and now so does John. He cautiously extended his tongue and enters his sister, again... and again... and again. As he sucks he plays with his sisters clitoris. This eventually becomes too much for Sarah who now realises that she is being eaten out by her very own brother... she groans as she tenses, then comes all over her brother, who is trying to keep  up. A few minutes pass as each of them recover, Sarah however has tasted the apple of Eden; this horny little virgin wants more.  She forces her now awestruck brother onto his back on the bed; she removes his black boxers to reveal a now fully erect and twitching penis. Sarah has never seen a penis before; of course she has seen pictures but never has she been faced with such a massive and throbbing beast. She is a keen learner though. She swiftly grabs hold of her brother's pride and job, teasing it with her tongue until he is fully erect. John thinks Sarah is strangely very good at this, considering she is a virgin, she is a natural. She works her magic on her brother as she teases the bell of his penis with her tongue, faster, harder, deeper. John can hold it no longer; Sarah feels John tense as she pulls his now coming penis out of her mouth allowing it to go all over her. She likes this as she licks her lips she tastes him.

Suddenly Sarah in her most serious and assertive voice looked John right into the eyes. Her piercing eyes entranced John into a sense of powerlessness. She controlled him. "I want you to take me now." Again John's lips went dry as he tried to contemplate his sister's proposition. He however, unlike his sense of morality, duty or boundary had no choice, and found himself obliging obediently. Like lovers in unison this drama now became a duet where like through beats of a drum, two become one. In one movement John spun his sister round, in another they were close. They were ready. He slowly entered his tight sister, slowly and gently pushing into her, further and further. Sarah's pain was brief and not long lived. Now brother and sister in unison played a dangerous game, further, faster, harder, stronger, more, more, more! Sarah groaned in ecstasy as her brother plunged further. For the first time since the night before they embraced as John with his strong brawn lifted his sister up. They kissed. Supporting his sisters back, he could now enter deep into her as she bounced up and down, up and down. Slowly a climax built up, each of them in unison went faster and faster, John quickly lay his young sister back as he came more and more until it was all over. He kissed her now like never before, it was a passion never before known by these two, a connection that had been forged never to be broken. He looked passionately into his sister's eyes. "No regrets." "Thank You John."  Naked as the day of birth there lay two bodies. They lay there in embrace until Sarah fell asleep.

John couldn't sleep that night; his ambiguous ambivalence of emotions confused him. He has just made love to his sister, forbidden love! He spent much of that night feeling angry, much of the rest of that night feeling pleased and other parts of that night scared. He concluded that above all else he loved his sister and would do anything to make her feel safe, now he could make sure she was happy, that never had to change. On that he drifted off to sleep.
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