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The following story deals with consensual sex between
adults and/or minors (most of which are blood relatives)
under extenuating circumstances. 

This story should not be read by minors or by those which
maybe offended by such subject matter.
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Heaven Sent
by Chili Peeler


Chapter 2


      It was near midnight and Jim Farento sat on the downstair's sofa and
drank his fourth beer of the last hour. He had been abstaining from drinking
over the summer to keep in shape but now he did not see a reason to
continue denying himself the simple pleasures. The beers were beginning
to take effect; his body was becoming flushed with an euphoric warmth
and he welcomed it.
      'You can forget wrestling, buddy boy,' he thought, crushing his beer
can and tossing it on the coffee table. 'You can forget about everything.'
      He knew he should be doing something instead of just sitting around
drinking. But he didn't know what.
      Should he watch TV? Listen to his favorite music? It was like being on
Death Row, knowing the time of your execution but not being able to do
the things you would want to do. He was stuck at their remote lake and it
had been decided that the family would stay there. 
      He knew what he'd like to be doing - fucking some girl. Because when
you get right down to it, there's nothing else better than a good sweaty sex
session.     
      He thought about Elaine Winters, a hot blonde cheerleader he had
succeeded in bedding before they left for their vacation.  He'd hoped to
enjoy her upon his return but now he would never see her again.
      He'd never see any girl again. Instead he was stuck hundreds of miles
from nowhere with his family during the last weeks of his existence.
      He turned off the TV and decided to check on Joanna.  She'd gone
outside to sit on the porch.
  

* * * * * * * * * *


      Joanna sat on the old sofa on the front porch, listening to the sounds
of love drifting down from her father's open bedroom window. It had started
about ten minutes ago and had brought Joanna's thoughts on to the
subject. 
      She had only lost her virginity about four months ago, only slept with
two boys from her school. It was not fair that she might be dead, that
everyone might be dead.
      Her stepmother made a particularly loud groan and Joanna envied her;
at least she had had a relatively full life and had someone to be with. 
      'Twenty five days...only twenty five days, almost twenty four!' she
thought, trying to make sense of how her world was all different. No more
modeling, no trip to New York. God, just a series of days and nights up
here in the woods. Nothing to do but watch TV, which was depressing, or
enjoy all the Nature.  
      Joanna was thinking about going to go up to her bed and masturbate
herself to sleep, derive what pleasure she could, when Jim came outside.
      "Hey, Jo," Jim said as he raised his arms and gripped the beam of the
front of the porch and leaned his body outward to stretch.   
      Shirtless as he was and in the mental focus she'd been in, Joanna
found herself studying her brother's powerful upper body.  All of his
conditioning had really paid off.
      Her vision got blurry as tears welled up in her eyes. She dabbed at
them hoping to clear them away before her brother saw but he did.
      "Don't cry, Joanna," he said as he came and sat beside her.
      "I'm not going to," she said bravely, wiping away the wetness and
sniffling a little.  "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about all the things that
I'll
never be able to do..."
      "Join the club," Jim said, putting an arm around her shoulders. "It's
natural....I was just thinking about some people back in Chicago that I'd
never see again." His hand stroked her arm supportively. 
      "Susan Davis?  Or Elaine what's-her-name?" Joanna asked. Jim had
last dated those two girls. She knew that dating for Jim meant having sex.
Those two girls had reputations of being loose and easy.
      "Joanna, you've got me pegged," Jim conceded.  "Elaine Winters had
crossed my mind."
      "Jim, which one did you like the best?" Joanna said. She was curious
to see how her brother would react to such a question. 
      "What do you mean, like......?"
      "Which one was better in bed?" Joanna expounded as she looked at
him. She could see he was surprised but he answered. 
      "Elaine was better," he said with a smile.
      Their conversation had masked the amorous noises from upstairs but
now both were quiet. The mountain air at night could carry sounds great
distances. The soft floating sounds of their stepmother's moans in the still
night could be clearly heard. Both just naturally looked up toward the porch
roof.
      "Jesus!" Jim said. 
      Joanna looked at her brother. He was sitting there with his ear cocked
upward and a big smile on his face.
      "I hear it all the time....you would too if your room was upstairs,"
Joanna said, feeling depressed again about her situation. Their situation.
Jim was in the same predicament.
      "You know," Jim began, "I was just thinking inside that I wasn't ever
going to be doing that again." He motioned with his head toward the
upstairs noises.
      'There - it happened again!' Joanna thought. 'We're always thinking the
same things.'
      "I was thinking the same thing...I mean, it was hard not to, listening to
them.  I can't believe we're going not going home."
      "You saw the pictures, Jo.  People are going nuts out there. As much
as I hate it, staying up here is the smartest move," Jim conceded. "We got
enough food and Dad's pretty sure he can shoot a deer if we start getting
low."
      They sat there for a few minutes, listening to the moans from above.
Joanna noticed her brother shifting around like he couldn't get comfortable.
Then she realized why - her brother was probably popping a boner.
      'If only Jim weren't my brother.....' Joanna thought.
      Then, a crazy idea formed in her mind. It took her breath away. She
never would have considered it before the asteroid. It was like solving a
math problem. There was one girl and one boy in the equation - her and
Jim. It was like being on a desert island. 
      "Well, I think I'll turn in," Jim said and made to get up.
      "Wait, Jim....umm...it's still early...." Joanna said, unsure how to
proceed. This was somewhere she never would have thought she would be
treading. "Well, it's late but why sleep?... It seems like such a waste of
time, you know."
      "O.K., I can sleep later. You want to do something?"
      Her mouth opened but nothing came out. She wanted to rationally
spell out the solution to their common problem but her tongue refused to
work. She couldn't bring herself to broach the subject with Jim.
      But her mind came up with a possible way to facilitate things.
      "You know what we've never done up here?" Joanna said with a smile. 
"We've never gone skinnydipping."
      "Oh, no! That water's cold in the daytime. We'd freeze our asses off,"
Jim said with a laugh, but the thought of seeing his sister in the buff was
sort of appealing. She was a hot little thing, even if she was his sister.
      "So you're chicken?" Joanna dug at him.
      "I'll do it if you do, but don't say I didn't warn you."
      "Get some towels then," Joanna said as she pushed him up. "I'll meet
you down on the dock."
      As Jim went inside, she jumped off the front porch and walked toward
the dock. Excitement filled her body now as she had something to focus
on. She did not think that she would be able to even broach the subject
that had entered her mind but maybe it would be a cheap thrill to get
naked in front of her brother in the bright moonlight. Anything was better
than thinking about the thing coming from space.
      The dock's gangway rocked under her feet slightly as she strode along
it. Large, empty oil drums formed the underside of the main dock area so
the dock could rise and fall with the water level. The speedboat that they
used for water skiing creaked on its moorings.
      Joanna stepped out of her canvas, slip-on boat shoes as the dock light
came on, encircling her in a yellowish light. She sucked in her breath as
she realized her brother had turned the light on from the house. She had
envisioned shucking her clothes under the moonlight but now there was
going to be no hiding the deed.
      'Jim must want a good look,' she thought as a giddy nervousness
made her body flush. 
      She turned her head toward the house as her brother's silhouette
stepped through the front door, his hands carrying the towels he had been
sent to obtain.

* * * * * * * * * *

      'This ought to be good,' Jim thought to himself as he walked toward the
dock and his sister. He figured turning on the dock light would up the ante
on the situation. It had been her idea, so how could she wimp out?
      He had never really gotten a good look at his sister in the buff before;
she was pretty good about keeping her bedroom door closed. The closest
he ever gotten to a peek had been seeing her in a bra once. It had not
been much of a thrill due to her diminuitive cup size.
      'Hell, she'll probably turn her back and undress so fast I won't see
much, maybe get a look at her butt.'
      As he strode down the gangway, he put a smile on his face.
      "Hope you don't mind the light?" he said as he threw her a towel.
      "You know, they could see us," his sister said looking toward the
house. It was possible that they could be seen from their father's bedroom
window.
      "I'm pretty they're still busy," he offered as he bent to undo his old
sneakers. "Not going to chicken out, are you?"
      Joanna did not answer him. Her face sort of changed before his eyes.
The timidity she had been projecting disappeared. 
      As he stood to kick off his shoes, his sister crossed her hands in front
of her waist and grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt. Before his eyes, she
pulled it up and off her slender form, the neck of the garment pulling her
hair backward off her face. Extracting her long mane from the shirt, she
dropped it beside her on the deck. 
      She was wearing a sports bra looking thing, standing between him and
the pole where the light shone down from. So as she faced him, her front
was in dim shadows. His eyes strained to see all he could since she was
stationary for a second or two.
      He didn't think the bra was sort of see-through but he swore he could
make out dark impressions where her nipples were; whether it was his
mind filling in information he wanted or the actual deal, it had an erotic
effect on him. The same kind of sensation he got looking at a Playboy. 
      Feeling guilty, he began to open his mouth to say something to diffuse
the moment but Joanna continued disrobing. Her hands went to the front of
her bra and she actual did a half-turn into the light. As she undid the center
clasp on her top, golden light spilled across her front. 
      Jim's mouth fell open as she peeled her bra back, shrugging her
shoulders to shake it down her arms, thrusting her naked chest out in the
process. He had never seen a more seductive sight. The combination of
her slenderness and the tightness of her little breasts, her ribs and the way
she sucked in her stomach --- man, it just took his breath away. She
looked almost feral, like a leopard. 
      And what really got him going was the fact that she did not seem to be
in any hurry to get in the water like he had imagined she would. In fact, he
got the idea that she was posing for him!
      "Come on, slowpoke," she said, turning her face toward him as she
began to undo her shorts.
      'Christ, this could be embarrassing!' he thought as he felt the blood
rushing to his loins. She had totally turned the tables on him.
      Hoping that the night air would still things, he quickly undid his shorts
and pushed everything down in one fell swoop. Bent over facing her, he
took a second or two longer to step out of his shorts, letting himself dangle
without her seeing. It did calm things down but he still was not sure that
his sister would not be able to notice the unnatural tumescence. Not that
she had ever seen him nude before......
      Getting his courage up, he let his upper torso raise back up, exposing
himself to Joanna. 


* * * * * * * * * *

      'WHHOOAAA!' Joanna's brain screamed as her shorts fell around her
ankles, her eyes staring at her brother's crotch. It wasn't what she had
been expecting.
      First off, she knew that dicks shrunk up when not in use. Jim's had
been in his underwear all day and night. Add that to the nervousness that
they both naturally had.
      Second off, Joanna had seen her brother nude not more than a year
ago. Her best friend, Cheryl, and she had been getting crazy in her
bedroom back in Chicago one night. Laughing, carrying on, talking about
boys. Jim had come home from a nightly jog and they had seen him go
into his bedroom, obviously in need of a shower. Cheryl had talked her into
a little spy mission.
      Their house had a fake walkway around the outside of the second
floor, a miniature bannister creating the effect of a veranda. It wasn't really
meant to be walked on but it could support a person's weight.
      Out she and Cheryl had gone, going around to the side of the house
wear Jim's window was. Crouching there for several minutes, they both had
seen Jim come out of the bathroom, still towelling off his privates.
      Then, Joanna had estimated he had been maybe three inches in what
she assumed had been a limp state.
      Now, she found herself looking at a good five inches!  And she knew
she had done it. Her brother had obviously become aroused.
      "You want to take a picture?" he said, his hands sort of coming up to
halfway obscure her view. But she had seen enough.
      "Now who's the shy one?!" she said, feeling her body tingle as she
stood there in her Hanes women's underwear. She wanted to stay there,
strip off her underwear and... she did not know what she wanted to do. She
did but she could not. It was wrong, she knew it. Not even the asteroid
could make it right, not really.
      Suddenly she did not want to be there, not another second!
      Turning, she took two running steps toward the dock's edge and dove
into the water.
      Numbing cold covered her confused body as she knifed into its inky
darkness. It shocked her, arrested her breathing as her chest reactively
tightened. She swam to the surface and forced herself to breath as she
treaded water.
      Her brother broke the surface about ten feet to her right.
      "OOHHHH!" he cried. "Man, it's freezing!"
      "Oh, suck it up!" she called through teeth that lightly chattered.
      "Hey, Jo, are you alright?" he said swimming closer.
      "Sure," she said quickly.
      "It looked like you were going to cry," he said.
      "No, I wasn't...really. We're having fun, right?" 
      "Oh, yeah, we're having fun," Jim mocked. "I think my fuckin' nuts just
fell off."
      Joanna giggled at the thought, then poked fun at him without really
thinking about what she was saying.
      "It's not like you were going to use them again," she said, then wished
she had not.
      "Jeez, thanks for reminding me," Jim muttered.
      "Oh, come on....turn that frown upside down," Joanna tried. The water
was better now as her body adjusted.
      "Alright, here's some fun," Jim suddenly perked up. "Tag is the game
and I'm it!"
      With that, Jim slipped underneath the surface. 
      Joanna gulped down a breath and threw herself to the right, trying to
put as much distance between her and the place she knew her brother
was going to be searching. Joanna hated being touched by something
underwater, it was like a phobia.
      Running out of breath, she surfaced and began to pull her hair off her
face. Behind her, maybe fifteen feet back, she heard her brother go
"AHA!", and then a splash.
      Forgetting about her hair, Joanna went left underwater, kicking and
pulling for all she was worth. Not getting a really good breath, she had to
surface after only about fifteen feet or so. This time she came up with her
face tilted up, letting her hair keep her face clear. She sputtered, wiped the
water from her eyes and looked around for Jim.
      The only thing she saw was ripples where something had gone under
about ten feet behind her. Her brother had learned not to give himself away.
He was coming for her!
      Panicked, she threw herself into the water straight ahead, hoping to
get away.
      Something hit the back of her heel and then she felt her ankle being
corralled by one of her brother's hands. She surfaced immediately with him
coming up behind her.
      "Gotcha!" he announced.  
      "Not fair," she sputtered, smoothing her hair back.
      "Fair and square. I caught you. You're mine."
      Joanna squealed as her brother's right arm looped around her belly and
she felt herself being pulled backward as he used his left arm and feet to
propel them both back toward the dock. Jim had been a lifeguard in high
school. Joanna went limp and let her feet float up to the surface.
      "Hey, I'm not drowning, you know," she said.
      "Just relax, Jo....I got you."
      His arm rode up on her body, his hand moving under her left arm pit.
She gasp as his arm moved higher, up on the plane of her nipples. His
fingers were stroking her side, his arm was sort of moving back and forth,
rubbing over her nipples. 
      She was being felt up! Subtlely, but he was taking advantages, she
just knew it. Her plan was working better than she had thought and it
freaked her out.
      "Let go!" she pleaded as she came alive, twisting away from Jim. Even
as she did so, his hand slid across her top, copping another feel.
      "What's wrong?" Jim said as she faced him from about five feet.
      "You know what's wrong....your arm didn't have to be that high," she
accused.
      "Hey, I don't know what...listen, you wanted to skinnydip. I was just
doing a tow move, for Christssakes. You invite me out here, watch me strip
down to nothing and then you don't do likewise," Jim complained and
Joanna began to believe that she had made a mistake. "Well, alright, you
got me. So have fun out here by yourself."
      Her brother turned to swim back to the dock and Joanna felt terrible.
She had to make it right.
      "Wait, Jim. Wait," she pleaded.
      "What?" he said exasperatedly. "Come on, what's your problem?"
      "I don't know," Joanna said, confused again. "No, that's not true...it's
the asteroid, the whole thing...being stuck here..."  She trailed off as her
eyes teared up, her lip quivering with emotion.
      "Jo?...." her brother began as he swam to her.
      "No, wait," she said, holding her hand up in front of him. She realized
that this was the moment of truth. The whole thing had turned out terribly
and only because she was too uptight. She knew she could make Jim
want her; she had already seen the evidence. She just had to do it!
      "Okay, I'm sorry," she began. "Jim, this is really hard for me, so I'm
not even going to try and say it...just stay right where you are..and don't
grab me, okay?"
      "Yeah, sure, whatever," he said, his anger gone. 
      Tentatively, Joanna brought her right leg up between them, reaching
out with her foot. It hit her brother's treading leg and she shifted it up
further, slowly steering it toward its target. When she found it, her brother
let her know.
      "Jo!"
      "Ssssh! Not a word," she said softly and it cut him off like a shout.
      They looked at each other as her foot rubbed back and forth over his
balls and cock, clearly telling him why she had not wanted him to not go to
bed. 


* * * * * * * * * *

      Jim felt himself getting aroused again despite the frigid water. His
sister was not just touching him to see what he felt like. Her foot was
trying to excite him!
      He treaded water, not knowing really how to respond. She had an
ambiguous look on her face, certainly not a look of seduction. She looked
like a rabbit that would bolt at the first sign of any disapproval from
himself.
      In fact, he really did not disapprove. It was wild, certainly nothing he
would have instigated. She was his little sister, even if she was almost
eighteen. But he certainly was not going to stop her if it was something
she wanted.
      "Uh," he grunted as her foot pushed his half-hard cock upward,
sandwiching it between his lower belly and the ball of her foot. She kept it
there, pressing more of her sole against its trapped quarry. The heat and
pressure of her foot got him more excited. 
      That and the mental image of Joanna's damp body laid out on his bed.
He had never really thought about her that way but now the thoughts were
so intense.
      "Uhh," he grunted again as her toes wriggled against the end of his
burgeoning member.
      A half-smile flickered on Joanna's mouth, the first sign that she was
getting into what she was doing to him. 
      "Uuhh, yeah," he added and the smile stayed on his sister's lips.
      He wanted to pull Joanna to him but she had said to keep his hands to
himself and he had to keep treading water. He was not going to just let her
try to get him off with her foot though. That was ridiculous and one-sided to
boot. He could easily just move against his sister, she was only about
three feet away, but he knew he had to take things slow. 
      Kicking a little harder with his legs, he moved his left hand down and
laid it on Joanna's ankle.
      "Jim," she uttered, the smile disappearing. 
      "Jo, it's okay," he answered, running his hand up the side of her calf in
slow circular motions. "Don't be afraid of me." 
      "I'm not....I....I..." she stumbled. She looked like she was going to cry
again. 
      "Come here," he said and pulled her close with a hand under her knee,
moving her leg around his body. She did not fight him anymore. In fact, she
startled him by throwing herself against him, her arms encircling his torso
as she lowered her chin and lodged her head against his neck. He had to
continue treading using both hands as all her weight was added to his
when her legs scissored around his hips, her ankles locking behind his
thighs.
      "Joanna?...." he got out as her hot, slinky body pressed against his,
her body heat intensified in the cold water. He could feel her nipples
against his chest, his cock hard against his sister's tummy as she clung
to him. God, it felt good!
      His sister wasn't crying as far as he could tell but she was obviously
wigged out emotionally. It was a dilemna for him - he would be taking real
advantage of her if he pressed her toward more intimacy when she was not
thinking straight.
      But she took any decision away from him as her right hand moved
between their bodies, going down his stomach...
      "Uuhhhh!" he gasp as her hand found his cock.


* * * * * * * * * *

      'It's wrong!' Joanna anguished, even as she pressed her body tighter
against her brother and began to stroke his dick with her hand. Her mind
said stop but her body needed it. She needed to be close to someone,
held by someone, and her brother was there.
      She gasp into the cove of his neck as she felt him squirming his hips,
working his cock through the ring of her numb fingers. It felt like a hot
flashlight in her hand, so hot!  
      It was then she realized how much larger Jim was than her last
boyfriend, or even the boy that she had first slept with. He had to be over
two of her handwidths in length, her strokes were more than that! Her brain
was helter-skelter, she could not apply a number to the length. She just
held on and worked it as her brother groaned near her ear.
      She felt her body tilting forward, moving more toward a horizontal
attitude eventhough she remained plastered to Jim's strong body. Water
lapped against her chin and she realized that he was swimming backward,
taking her somewhere.
      She did not want to think about it. She pressed her face into his neck
and pulled on his erection, the center of her universe.

* * * * * * * * * *

      'Just a little further,' Jim told himself, tilting his head back in the
water
to find the dock looming just behind them. 
      His arms were tiring somewhat, although he could have treaded water
for a lot longer; his arms were muscular from wrestling and weight training.
But the main reason he wanted to reach the dock was to free up one of his
hands.
      "Ahhhh!" he gasped again as Joanna milked his boner with her little
hand. He thanked God for the partially numbing effect of the water. It was
the only thing that had kept him from losing it up to that point.
      He just had to touch his sister. She was making his body sing but it
was not going to be any better than a really, really, really good
self-inflicted
masturbation. He wanted to feel her up, see how far he could get with her.
He wanted to get her so hot that she would come to his room, get in his
bed.
      His head bumped into one of the oil drums and he lunched up with his
right hand, turning it backward to grab the lip of the dock, making their
bodies bounce in the water.
      "God, that's it, Jo," he hoarsely whispered into his sister's wet hair as
his left hand began to roam her svelte form. Her hand became even more
active as if his touch had thrown a switch in her back.  
      He began on the upper portion of her back, his hand running under the
wet swatch of her hair as his fingers played from one shoulder to the other.
Then he let it run down the back of her slender, slightly-arched frame.
Joanna's prominent backbone slid under his palm, only disappearing as his
fingertips found the top of her panties.
      "Mmmmmm!" Joanna whimpered, her face coming up under his jaw.
Jim felt her lips on his neck, her mouth kissing and sucking as her nose
peppered his skin with little excited spurts of hot breath.
      "Aahahhh," he sighed, tilting his head back to give her all the neck she
wanted. At the same time, his hand cupped her pantied butt, squeezing
her sweet cheeks.
      He felt his nuts tightening, realized he could not stop the imminent
release that his sister was driving him toward. Her hand was working his
knob in a frenzy, her mouth sucking his throat like vampiress, her hard
nipples, her crotch squirming against the base of his rod as if she were
trying to escape his hand.......
      "Jo, uhh, your....oooh GOD! UUHHGGHHH!" he groaned as balls
discharged themselves, so hard he thought they were going to implode.
His hips jerked against hers, once, twice, again, as his seed gushed out in
the lake water between their heated bodies. Her fingers were right at the
vent, milking his cockhead. The thought that Joanna was probably feeling
the slippery spurts sliding through her fingers made him shoot more.
      "UUHH...OOOWWW...uuhhhh!" he gasp as it finished, leaving him
physically weak, like he had just finished a tough wrestling match.
      He did not even have five seconds to linger in the afterglow before
Joanna pushed his sheltering arm away, her right hand leaving his cock to
push at the crock of his elbow. Her left hand pushed him away and he
dumbfoundedly watched her heave herself up onto the dock and scramble
to her feet.
     "Jo!..hey, wait," he said, keeping his voice down. He did not want to
draw anyone's attention to the dock now. He tried to haul himself out of the
water as Joanna was grabbing at her clothes. He winced as his cock
whacked against the bottom of the dock's lip.
      Lying there with his torso sprawled on the dock, he watched his wet,
scantily-clad sister run away with her clothes in her arms, the towel he had
brought her left behind. 
  



End of part two..... should be more next week.



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