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 The House On Falcon Court
Codes: mf rom 1st teen cons inc bro sis het
Anne was surprised when the banana peel hit her face but it was when it
fell into her cereal bowl and splashed milk on her new dress that she
understood what was happening.  And why.  The banana's impact on the milk
in the bowl revealed a bunch of raisins; those wrinkled little fruits that
Anne loathed because they reminded her of pieces of worm.  She knew then

that her brother had deliberately sabotaged her day.

   This was the first year in a long time that the ninth grade actually
attended classes at the high school and Anne was a part of that class.  She
had been looking forward to high school and participating in all it had to
offer.  She was tired of middle school and was glad to move on.  School had
only been in session a few weeks and Anne felt she was on her way to making
a good impression.  Now her brother was messing it up for her.  She wanted
to be in the fall play and today was the try out.  And now her best dress
was soaked, ruined for the day.

   By the time her mind caught on to what was going on, William had left
the room.  Even as she slid her chair back she could hear him going through
the door to the garage.  There was no time to retaliate, or to change.

   The only good thing about Bill's being able to drive was that she no
longer had to ride the bus to school.  He had gotten his driver's license
last summer and had convinced the folks that it was a better use of his
time to drive to and from school, rather than wait on the bus.  Of course,
he also threw in the fact that he could also drive Anne to and from some of
her activities, as an extra argument for a car, so now she was forced to
tolerate him each morning and afternoon.

   As Anne slid into the passenger seat of the older, beat up Mustang,
their mother called out, "Billy!  Remember not to make any plans for
tonight.  You have to drive your sister to her dance lesson." Anne had been
invited to attend the wedding of her best friend's sister a few weeks from
now.  There was going to be a big dance at the reception so Anne's parents
wanted her to take a few dance lessons, so she would feel more comfortable.

   The ride to school passed without further harassment from Billy. 
However, along the way, Anne decided to try out for cheer leader instead of
the play.  She just wasn't sure she was ready for acting yet.

   It turned out to be a good choice.  She easily made the cheer leading
team and there was a lot of competition for the acting parts, most of which
went to upper classmen.

   That evening her luck turned bad again, or so she thought.  Her dance
partner failed to show up, so, since Bill had to wait for her anyway, he
was "volunteered" to be her partner.  She braced herself for a miserable
time, but it turned out to be not as bad as she feared.

   Bill actually did what he was told, handled her gently, and was somewhat
graceful on the floor, even though he was wearing his grubby athletic
shoes. She told herself that it was probably his athletic ability and the
years playing basketball and football that helped but she still felt funny
in his arms.  It wasn't because he was her brother.  No, it was something
she couldn't quite pin down.  Something that made her feel good.

   It wasn't until they stepped off the dance floor at the end of the hour
that something bad happened, and it wasn't Bill's fault.  Anne stepped down
from the platform and even though it was only a few inches high, she
twisted her ankle.  It was pretty minor but the instructor fussed over her
anyway, probably mostly afraid of a law suit.

   After icing it down for a little while, Bill helped her limp to the car.
She was taken aback by how helpful and concerned Bill was but when they got
home an even stranger thing happened.  He carried her into the house.  He
hoisted her up without a word and as she put her arms around his neck to
hold on, that funny, interesting feeling came back.

   Dad offered to help her upstairs, but Bill insisted on carrying her
instead.  He dropped her carefully onto her bed and said I'll be back with
some ice.  Anne hobbled to the bathroom to pee, and then left her panties
off as it was a big job getting them down while standing on one leg.  She
didn't want to go through the bother of getting them up and back down again

   Bill came back with a baggy of ice as she was settling into bed.  He
lifted each leg and gently massaged her feet.

   As he turned to go, she said, "Hey!" As he turned around she said,
"Thank you." There was more she wanted to say but she wasn't sure what it
was.  Anyway she was now worried about what this injury would do to her
cheer leading career.

   Bill just said, "You're welcome," and left.  It was then that she
realized he could look all the way up her leg as he was massaging her feet.
Since she had no panties, he had an unobstructed view all the way to her
crotch.

   The next week, when Bill drove her to the dance lesson, he walked inside
with her and stood behind her as she was signing in.  As she was pulling
out her money to pay, he stepped forward and lay down enough money for two
as he said, "I'll be Annie's partner again tonight." They woman just took
his money without a word but Anne turned to him with an inquisitive look so
he said, "Mom thought I should look after you.  You can't seem to get off
the dance floor by yourself."

   Anne gave him a gentle punch as they walked into the classroom area. 
She said, "I just did that so I wouldn't have to walk into the house." It
was clearly much more fun to be kidding that to be truly fighting.

   They sat down to change their shoes and the instructors went up to the
platform to demonstrate the movements for the evening's instruction.  Since
it was ballroom dancing, none of the kids knew much about it so the
instructors were patient and covered everything thoroughly.  Anne kept
feeling like Bill was looking at her but every time she turned to look at
him, he was staring at the dance floor, evidently lusting after the young
female teacher.

   The wedding had come and gone, but Anne and Bill were still taking
lessons together.  Some of the boys in Bill's class started to rib him
about taking dance lessons.  That is, until one of the senior girls came up
to him and, in front of the other boys said, "Hey, Bill.  I hear you're
taking dance lessons.  I like to dance, so anytime you need a partner, give
me a call." After that the guys didn't bother him about it.

   Her ankle healed almost right away but Bill massaged her feet each time
anyway.  Anne was careful to stop in the bathroom so she could remove her
panties before he came to her room.  She was certain he was enjoying the
view and he became convinced that she was allowing herself to be exposed.

   This went on for a few weeks.  Then one evening, Anne kissed him before
he left, on his cheek, but as close to his mouth as she could without
actually kissing him on the mouth.  He responded by kissing her back,
directly on the mouth and lingering there a little, just to let her know it
was more than a just a kiss.

   After that, they would kiss whenever they met in the upstairs hall way
and often when no one else was around.  "For practice," Anne would say,
even though it would sometimes be ten or fifteen minutes before either one
would give in and release the other.  Anne didn't object when Bill's hand
would slide down her back and cup her ass cheeks.

   At breakfast, Mom asked, "Bill, I haven't seen you eat raisins with your
cereal.  Don't you like them any more?"

   Bill said, "Mom, I still eat raisins.  Just not at breakfast."

   A few evenings later, when Anne came into Bill's room to borrow a
calculator, she saw him quickly stick something behind his back and under
the pillow.  She laughed and said, "I saw that!  What was it?"

   "Not something you would want to see."

   Anne thought it was probably a dirty magazine, and anxious to catch him
in the act so she could tease him, she said, "Come on, out with it, what is
it?"

   He slowly reached behind him and, as he said, "Okay, you asked for it,"
he pulled out a box of raisins and shook it her, "Arrrgh!"

   She stumbled back and then laughed, "You don't have to sneak around to
eat those.  I don't care if you have them for breakfast.  Or any other time
for that matter," smiling, "except don't eat them right before you kiss
me."

   Things were going well for Anne.  She was a cheerleader, she had been
asked to be on the scenery crew for the school play, her grades were good,
and she had made several new friends.  She thought about how she and Bill
could now tease each other without getting mad and how much Bill must
really like her to give up his raisins for breakfast.  She thought life
couldn't get any better.  Little did she know...?

   Anne was on her way to the shower, dressed only in a bathrobe, when Bill
met her in the hallway and they kissed.  This time, when his hand slipped
down to her ass, he lifted the bottom of the robe so he was holding her
bare cheeks.  She didn't stop him as his hands moved around the front and
upward, toward her breasts.  She let her robe fall open as he gently
squeezed first one breast and then the other.

   He said, "Maybe we should do like dad says, and save some water. 
Instead of shorter showers, maybe we could shower together."

   Anne was so nervous and excited; all she could do was nod.  Both parents
were out for the evening and she knew anything could happen.  A few moments
later, Bill stepped out of his room in his bathrobe and they held hands
down the hall to the bathroom.

   Anne felt good being soaped and massaged and rinsed and dried. 
Afterwards, both of them completely naked, Bill brushed her hair and
massaged her feet.  She was now comfortable being naked in front of her
brother and it felt perfectly natural to have him licking and sucking
between her legs.

   Then something happened that she didn't expect, or understand at first.
A small electric shock began to form in her belly, working its way outward
from somewhere she couldn't quite place.  As it grew, she instinctively
grabbed her brother's hair and involuntarily squeezed her legs together.

   Bill though he might suffocate there but what he was doing seemed to be
having the desired effect, so he just increased the intensity of his
actions.  Anne's breath seemed to come in giant heaves until; finally, she
held her breath for what seemed like an eternity.

   When she finally let go, Bill moved up her body, kissing every little
spot he could on the way to her breasts.  He locked his mouth around a firm
pink nipple and sucked gently as he positioned his erect cock at her
opening.

   He didn't have to wait long for the signal to go ahead.  Anne grabbed
his cock and tried desperately to jam it inside her now slick opening.  He
slid forward and upward, hoping it looked like he knew what he was doing.

   And then he was inside.  Only part way, but inside none the less.  He
quickly figured out the right position for his body and how to move slowly
in, then pull part way out in order to push in further.

   It was the first time for both of them and they marveled at the feeling.
To him, she felt so soft and warm and tight.  To her, he was so hard and
filling.  Moments later he was holding her tight, breathing quickly as his
sperm shot out of his grateful groin into her eager, waiting receptacle.

   As they lay there afterward, Bill said, "I can't believe we just did
that."

   "You mean, brother and sister sex?"

   "No.  Actually, that felt perfectly natural.  What I mean is we did that
without any protection.  We'll have to be more careful from now on."