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{Writer's Swap 99} Relative (mf inc?) by NL Soldier and BlueWords

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Relative (mf inc?) by NL Soldier and BlueWords

The evening light cut through the mini blinds in Alan's room, creating
streaks of orange, red and yellow. There was complete silence
throughout the house except for the sound's of strained breathing and
the rhythmic squeaking of Alan's bed. 

Alan loved fucking his sister, she was the tightest piece of ass he
had ever had, the vise like grip of her pussy was like magic on his
cock, and when he came it was like nothing he had ever  experienced in
his 17 years on this earth. Erika equally enjoyed fucking, his cock
was the longest she had ever had and she almost passed out when ever
he went down on her. Every since they began fucking six months earlier
they had never missed and opportunity to fuck.  

Alan and Erika had never gotten along well and often they were at each
others throats, sometimes for no reason at all. It was because of one
of these arguments that their incestuous relationship began.  

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon, the gloomy atmosphere permeated
through out the house. Their mother had left Thursday for a business
trip and would not be back until Tuesday afternoon. Erika sat alone in
her room steaming, that bastard Richard canceled their date and now
she was home alone, horny and frustrated. She had hoped to maybe get
laid tonight, but now that was blown and she was irritated, extremely
horny and with nowhere to turn. "Damn asshole," she hissed. She was
beginning to feel really depressed when the idea came to her. "Why not
do something to piss off Alan?" she thought. She knew that fucking up
Alan's mood would make her feel much better. 

Alan was laying face down on his bed reading the latest issue of The
Source magazine and listening to his stereo, he was totally immersed
in his music and didn't notice his sister enter his room until his
music suddenly stopped. 

"What the fuck!" Alan cried in surprise, he always hated when a song
stopped in the middle. Looking up from his magazine he suddenly knew
that this was going to be a long night filled with constant bickering.
"What are you doing?" Alan said trying to push down his rising anger. 

"Nothing, just borrowing your  DMX CD," she responded with a smile.
Alan cringed at this smile and he trying to suppress his anger he
spoke. 

"You don't even like DMX, put the fucking CD back and get outta my
room now," the last few words Alan spat out at his sister, he was
pissed. Why in the fuck did she have to screw with him today? He had
just gotten off work at the local video store and was looking forward
to just relaxing with his magazine and listening to some tunes. 

"Make me, shitwad." Erika said turning on her heels and walking
towards his door. Before she could make it out, Alan had jumped up and
stood  blocking the exit to his room he leaned against the door
closing it. 

"We can do this the hard way or the easy way. Either you a) give me
the CD and leave or b) I take it from you and throw you out. What is
it gonna be?" Alan said crossing his arms. 

Erika made a similar pose obviously attempting to mock him. "How about
c) you get the fuck out of my way and I keep the fucking CD?" Alan was
fighting  the urge to slap the attitude from her, but he restrained
himself. After all he didn't hit girls, even ones who were being
complete bitches. 

"I'll move when you give me the CD, bitch." Erika smiled, she was
really enjoying getting into it with her brother. It was starting to
make her feel better but she was still extremely horny. Well, that's
what hands are for, she thought. Standing here with Alan was beginning
to get her turned on even more. She knew it was wrong but she got some
kind of perverse pleasure from knowing what she was thinking was wrong. 

"Make me give it up, faggot."  Alan finally grew tired of this little
game, he grabbed her wrist and attempted to pry the CD from Erika's
hands. "Let go asshole!" she kicked Alan in the shin and he fell to
the floor in pain, when she tried to step over him he grabbed her by
the legs and pulled her down on top of him.

"Let me go you bastard!" she screamed, struggling to free herself from
his grasp, but he had her. He rolled them over and pinned her to the
floor. 

"Now! You give up or do I have to get really rough?" she struggled
futilely for a few more moments before conceding defeat.

"Fine, now get the hell off of me." He began smiling, having her under
him was exciting.

"I think you like it down here under me, that's why you came in here
screwing with me." She made a gagging sound.

"Yeah right, you wish you could fuck someone like me, turd, you're
just a sick bastard." He began laughing out loud.

"If I'm so sick how come YOU are the one that's dripping cunt juice on
my leg and carpet?" 

Suddenly she realized that she was wearing a very sheer pair of
panties and that she was in fact wet, she could feel that her whole
crotch was soaked. 

"I bet you came in here to fuck me, but then got cold feet and decided
to mess with me." He moved his knee in between her legs, grinding it
into her crotch. Then he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. 

"Stop!" Erika said in between deep breaths.

" Do you really want me stop? If so then tell me to stop again." he
said as he began kissing her ear and neck. 

"I - uh, stop. . . don't. . .stop."

 Alan leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "Don't worry I wasn't
going to if you asked me, I know you're hot and need this." 

Alan began kissing lower and lifted Erika's hips so that he could
remove her panties. Once they were removed he immediately began
licking the pink lips of her pussy. Erika's breaths came out in gasps,
she began grinding her hips into his face. She couldn't believe she
was doing this it was so nasty, so wrong, so good. The idea of her
older brother eating her was feeding her arousal. She never imagined
fucking her brother even though she did sometimes get hot from looking
at him, especially when he had his shirt off but she always suppressed
those thoughts. She wasn't far from a tremendous orgasm. Alan was
amazed at how wet she was and how good she tasted. He had thought
about fucking her before, but often dismissed it as just being horny.
It felt good to know he was making her cum. 

"I do should this every time I want her to shut the hell up," he joked
to himself. 

"Oh. . .I'm going. . .to. . .cum!" she screamed. She stiffened and her
back arched into the air, Alan was almost suffocated when her legs
clamped shut on his head, trapping him. Her orgasm swept through her
and on to his face and waiting tongue. Finally she collapsed back on
to the floor and released his head from between her legs. "God Alan,
that was amazing." Alan moved up and kissed her again, allowing her to
taste her own orgasm. 

"Glad you liked it, we should fight more often." 

After that they had sex at every opportunity. Erika especially got off
on the fact that they were brother and sister. She loved knowing that
what they were doing was wrong and that if they got caught there would
be hell to pay, but she would never stop fucking Alan. 

Alan drove into Erica with slow and powerful strokes, he loved fucking
her this way, the way she would whine and beg for him to speed up and
he loved the intense orgasms he would give her. He never felt
satisfied until she was left gasping for air and unable to speak or
move. She was grinding her hips into him trying to get him to pick up
his pace. 

"Please, I need to cum now," she would plead. Over the last six months
she had become a lot less bitchy and they rarely got into arguments,
but when they did it would always end in sex. Today he was having
trouble holding back, actually he always had trouble inside of Erika;
she was so warm and wet, and she was tight as glove. He picked up his
pace and began fucking her fast and hard, the way she liked it. 

"Yeah, that's it, fuck meeee, harder." Alan was concentrating on
pounding his sister and didn't notice when someone entered his room.
He continued to pound her with all of his strength, oblivious to the
third person there. 

Alan was pounding faster and faster his orgasm approaching quickly,
from the look on Erika's face he knew that she was close also. They
were racing each other towards orgasm, they were both in deep
concentration. Alan tried to beat her, but Erika was first, the sharp
wave of her orgasm hit her hard and  she began screaming at the top of
her lungs in pleasure and pain. Erika's pussy tightened and nearly
sucked Alan into her. That sent him over the edge and his hot come
began flooding her insides, he threw his head back in ecstasy and then
he opened his eyes and looked forward directly into his mother's eyes. 

He immediately pulled out Erika, come still pulsing out of his dick,
and jumped off the bed. Erika let out a scream of surprise at the loss
of him inside of her. When she saw him staring in terror towards his
door she looked also and saw her mother there just watching. 

Their mother had gotten home early from her business trip. She had
heard the noises and wondered what was going on. When she stepped into
Alan's door way she received the answer why she had noticed a change
in their attitudes towards each other in the last few months. They
were having sex!

"Mom - I," Erika said as she jumped up and wrapped herself in the bed
sheet. They both felt their hearts sink, they stood there silently for
what seemed an eternity, until their mother spoke. 

"When you both get cleaned up I want to speak with you down stairs,"
she told them calmly.

With that she turned around and walked out of the room. Alan and Erika
looked at each other in surprise. They had been feeling so good just
minutes before, and now they both felt like hell. Erika grabbed up her
clothing and walked to her room to get dressed and cleaned up. Alan
picked up his own clothes and got dressed, wondering what was going to
happen now. 

Alan came out of his room and waited a few minutes before Erika joined
him. They walked down the stairs to the living room where their mother
was waiting. Their mom pointed to the couch, and Alan sat at one end
and Erika the other. Both teenagers had long faces.

"My goodness, you two. Whatever am I going to do?" Alan looked at
Erika and back at his mother, but couldn't seem to say anything. Erika
was remaining silent as well.

"I guess I should have known something was going on. You two used to
fight like cats and dogs, but a few months ago you stopped. I was
happy at first, then I started to worry you might be on drugs or
something." She looked at each of them. "You're not taking drugs, I
should hope?" she asked.

"No, mom," they both said simultaneously. 

"And what about protection, eh?" she asked.

"Uh, I'm on the pill, mom. I have been, for, you know, a while," Erika
offered.

"Well, thank goodness for small miracles, I suppose." Their mother
shook her head, and stared down, as if trying to decide what to say
next. Alan was almost near tears, but Erika was confused. She thought
her mother would be really angry and yelling at them, yet she was
acting instead like she had caught them stealing apples from a
neighbors tree or something.

"Uh, mom, I - aren't you, like, pissed or something?" Erika asked.

"Young lady, I'll ask you to watch your mouth please," her mom
replied. Erika mumbled 'sorry' under her breath. 

Alan broke out of his stupor. "But, mom, you don't seem real mad. I
mean, you know, what we were doing. I guess we let you down and all. I
mean, it's incest, for chr- um, I mean, well, you know."

"Well, Alan, I suppose I might be a bit upset, but I have something I
need to tell you, something that I probably should have told you a
long time ago. At least after your poor father died, bless his soul."
She looked at Alan, then Erika. "You two should know something about
yourselves. You see, I was a pretty wild teenager, myself. I didn't
have any brothers, only your two aunts as sisters. But I went out with
quite a few boys back then. In fact, the reason your father and I got
married so quickly, was that I was pregnant."

Erika and Alan were both shocked. That would have been almost thirty
years ago, long before either of them were born.

"But, we don't have any other brothers or sisters," Alan said, looking
confused.

"No, sadly you don't. The baby died before she was born, just a month
after your father and I got married. Of course, we really were in
love, so we stayed together anyway."

"Je--ez, mom," Erika said, "You and dad messed around when you were my
age. But what does that have to do with Alan and me?"

"Well, let me finish, whydontcha? Your father and I got along for over
ten years by ourselves, but we both eventually decided we wanted to
have children. Unfortunately, after my miscarriage, we couldn't. So we
decided to adopt. At first, we were just going to get one cute little
boy," she looked over at Alan, "but the adoption agency had this
newborn girl, and said we could adopt you both."

Alan and Erika looked at each other and back at their mother. They
were astonished at this news and didn't know how to react. 

"So, we - we aren't - aren't brother and sister?" Erika asked. 

"Well, you are both part of this family, but no, you're not related
biologically. I wish I had told you both this years ago. I'm so
sorry." She was near to tears. Erika got up and went to hug her mother.

"Oh, mom, it's okay. You're our mother, and we love you, you know
that." Alan got up too, and the three of them hugged. Their mother
leaned back and wiped her eyes.

"You know, you two, it's probably not a good idea for you to be, well,
you know, even if you aren't related." She turned to Erika. "Surely,
young woman, there are other boys at school you could date? And you,
Alan, I'll bet there are girls just dying to go to a movie with you."

Erika and Alan both said 'Oh, mom'. 

"Well, it's pretty late, and you both do have school tomorrow. What
say you run on upstairs and get ready for bed?" Erika almost laughed
at the unintended joke her mother had made, but she got up and headed
for the stairs. 

Before Alan left the room, he turned to ask his mother a question. "So
mom, how did the Tupperware convention go?"

"Oh, just great, Alan. They have this new kind of container that ..."
She went on about the products she was going to be selling, and Alan
regretted bring the subject up. Finally, she finished and he made his
way upstairs to get ready for bed.

After brushing his teeth, Alan went past his sister's room and found
her still awake, sitting on her bed reading a textbook. He went into
her room and sat in a chair near the bed.

"This is all just so weird," he told her. She closed her book.

"I know what you mean. Mom fucked around when she was a kid, just like
me. Well, not exactly, 'coz she didn't have a brother to fuck. But,
you're not really my brother, are you?"

Alan stared at the floor. "Well, I am, but just not, you know,
biologically. We're like step kids or something." 

Erika looked at her brother, but all she felt was tired. "I gotta get
some sleep. Goodnight, Alan." He took the hint and got up, heading for
his own room.

The next day at school, they both were in a fog. For the rest of the
week, they mostly avoided each other, not sure of what to say. 

Their mother basically stayed out of their way as well. Then, on
Saturday, she went out in the rain to give a Tupperware party. 

"You two behave yourselves, now, okay?" she said as she was leaving.
"I'm going to be gone all afternoon and probably into the evening.
There's stuff for dinner in the fridge, if you want. Now the blue
container's have beef in them - " Erika interrupted her mother.

"We know mom, we'll be fine. You have fun selling that stuff," she
told her as she helped her out the door.

As her mother drove off into the rain, Erika turned to her brother,
who was sitting on the couch watching TV. "You hungry?" she asked him.

"Nah, not really," Alan answered. She went over and sat on the couch
next to him, to see what he was watching. After a few minutes of
flipping through the channels, he clicked the TV off. "Not much on,"
he offered.

"Yah, guess not," Erika replied. They sat there in silence for a few
minutes. Then Erika said, "Alan, do you..."

"Well, uh, do you?" he asked.

She leaned over to kiss him on the mouth. He reached up for her
breasts, grabbing them through her shirt. In just a few seconds, they
broke off the kiss, and Alan released her.

"Something's not - something's not right," Alan said.

"It's just not, the same anymore," Erika agreed.

After sitting there for a few more minutes, Alan got up and went to
his room. Erika sat a while alone, then turned the TV back on. 

When her mother finally came home, Erika was sitting at the kitchen
table, doing homework. 

"So how'd it go?" she asked her mother. Her mother looked a little
flushed, Erika supposed, from running in from the rain.

"Oh, just splendid. A wonderful party. Darned if it didn't rain all
evening. People don't have anything to do on a rainy day, so they come
to buy Tupperware. Sales were very good indeed."

"That's great, mom." Erika said. She went back to doing her homework,
but her mother interrupted her.

"So," she asked, slightly concerned, "how were things here?"

Erika caught her mom's implication. "Nothing happened mom. It's, it's
all right." Her mother sighed a little.

"Well, I'm glad. You need to be careful in this town, Erika. It's
small, and people would talk if they found things out, you know."
Erika nodded, but wasn't sure what her mother's point was. Instead of
going into further detail like Erika expected, her mother got up and
headed for the stairs. "It's been a kind of rough day selling, so I'm
going to take a bath and head on to bed."

"K', mom, g'night," Erika called after her.

In the week that followed, Erika and Alan made several dates with
other kids at school, but they both found that they weren't having
much fun. Friday rolled around and instead of having dates, they both
stayed home to watch TV while their mother was out at another
Tupperware party.

"This is the fucking pits," Alan told Erika. "We've can't fuck each
other anymore, and we can't seem to fuck anyone else, either. What the
hell is the matter?"

"I don't know. The sex we had was the hottest I've ever known, but it
just doesn't seem to happen anymore. I liked it better when I thought
we were related." She shocked herself by admitting it, and Alan too.

"Christ, you're right, Sis. It was so damn hot when we thought we
blood relatives. Are we fucking weird or what?" Alan sat there
dejected, but Erika started to get a sly look on her face.

"You know, Alan, we know we had different mothers, but don't know who
are real fathers are."

"Yeah, so, who gives a fuck?" he snorted back. He was started to get
pissed off at her all over again.

"So, asshole, maybe, just maybe, they were the same guy!" Erika was
smiling, and her hand rubbed her crotch through her pants.

"So what, I - holy shit!" Alan exclaimed. "You're right! This is a
small town, and maybe both our mothers were knocked up by the same
guy." For some reason, Alan was starting to get turned on. He could
tell his sister was; her nipples were poking through her blouse, and a
wet stain was appearing in the crotch of her jeans.

"Come on, Sis, let me help you out of those pants," he told her.

Reaching over, Alan unzipped her jeans. The sweet smell of her cunt
almost over powering him, he eagerly peeled the nearly soaked jeans
off of his "sister". Once he had removed her pants and panties he
began kissing up her thighs. Alan loved performing oral sex on Erika,
she was so sweet, yet tangy, and he loved to hear her screech in
pleasure as she came. "Mmmm Alan, I've missed my BIG brother sooo
much." Erika said running her hands through Alan's hair.

Alan made his way to her damp crotch, he slowly slid a finger in her
quivering hole, pulling it out he licked." I'll never be tired of
this," he said sucking hungrily at his juice covered finger. He
inhaled deeply taking in her sweet smell, then he dived in like a man
dying of thirst would dive in a pool of water. Alan pursed his lips
and began sucking roughly on the hard button at the top of her juicy
slit.

"Ohh, suck it mmmm...yea," Erika babbled almost incoherently.

Alan was enjoying himself, only the ache in his balls kept from
spending the whole night at his "sisters" slit. Reluctantly he pulled
himself away from her hot hole, a bridge of saliva and pussy juice
mixed connected his mouth with Erika's hot box, his face covered in
her secretions. He reached up and kissed Erika, allowing her to taste
her own wine. She lunged forward and pushed her hand into his grey
sweats grasping his throbbing dick. "Fuck me now before I rape you!"
she growled.

In all honesty, Alan was afraid of what may happen if he didn't fuck
her now, she has demonstrated in the past that if she's left horny and
unsatisfied she can get VERY violent, and he wondered if could fight
her back. Not that he would try to.
 
Meanwhile, across town, their mother was talking with her aunt's son.
"So, what do you think this time?" 

"It surprises me that you, whatchacall, sell lingerie and Tupperware
both" he said, amazed at the sight before him. 

"Oh, yes, dontchaknow. People seem to like to buy them together.
Sometimes I model a few items, but nothing this revealing." She
twirled around for him and the short nighty she was wearing flew up,
showing him her thong panties. She jumped into his lap and he reached
up to stroke her nipples through the nighty. 

"Well, I wouldn't mind buying something like this, as long as you,
whatchacall, wear it for me," he told her. She leaned into him and
kissed him deeply,  feeling him respond as a bulge hardened in his
pants. She was always glad to use the "party ran late" excuse to see
him.

"Of course, you ain't gonna be wearing it too long," he added smiling.
She screeched in joy, wrapping her arms around her cousin. 


Copyright (c) 1999 by NL Soldier and BlueWords



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