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Carried Away
by Scorpio00155(email address defunct)

***

Twin brother and sister are astronomy buffs who liked to 
look at the night sky through their telescopes. But when 
one telescope is redirected to earth and catches a 
moment of passion, they become voyeurs and get carried 
away. (mf-teens, inc, youths, 1st)

***

Being a twin isn't all it's cracked up to be, especially 
when its non-identical twins, it's even worse when the 
other twin is of the opposite sex, mind you, it was rare 
for this to happen so we were celebrities for a while, 
that was a long time ago though, eighteen years to be 
precise. 

My twin sister, Carole, is a right pain in the arse, not 
that I don't like her or anything like that, if anyone 
but me says a thing against her they would get free 
dental work courtesy of my fist, but she is always 
nosing into my affairs and it gets embarrassing at 
times.  

The one major thing we did have in common was our liking 
of astronomy, our parents had got us both identical 
telescopes when we were thirteen, for them it was a 
godsend as we spent hours in our rooms gazing up at the 
sky. As our rooms were on opposite sides of the house we 
tended to move between the two rooms to see the 
alternative views. 

Okay I admit that I was tempted at times to let my 
telescope drift a little bit below the plane of the 
horizon, not that I saw much, but it was not a regular 
thing and I soon turned the thing back towards the sky, 
Carole on the other hand seemed to spend as much time 
gazing into windows as she did gazing at the stars.

One evening I went up to my room at about eight to do a 
little stargazing, mum and dad had gone to dad's firm's 
dinner and dance so I knew I would not be interrupted 
unless Carole wanted something. As I often did, I 
undressed and wrapped myself in a warm robe before 
gazing through the eyepiece of the telescope, this saved 
mucking about later when it was time for bed, Carole had 
the same habit. 

It was a crisp autumn night, there were a few wispy 
clouds about when I started to gaze at the stars, half 
an hour later a cloud mass rolled in as though from 
nowhere and my gazing came to an end. I'd just put the 
lens cap on the telescope when I heard my sister calling 
to me, she was yelling that I should see something and I 
wondered just which house she'd been peeping at.

"Well," I said as I entered her dark bedroom, "what is 
it?"

"Have a look," she laughed, her shadowy form moving back 
from her telescope, "you'll see."

One glance at the angle of the telescope told me that I 
had been right about my thinking, she was house gazing 
instead of stargazing, but when I looked though the 
eyepiece the breath caught in my chest. 

There in front of my very eyes was one of our 
schoolteachers, we knew she lived near to us, but I 
think it was the first time we'd actually seen her 
through the telescope, she wasn't alone though, there 
was a man with her and they were both stark naked. 

I let out my pent up breath in a sharp exhalation as I 
watched the two of them kissing and caressing, my cock 
did a quick surge to erection while my heartbeat rose a 
few notches.

"Move out of the way and I'll put the splitter on," 
Carole said tugging at me. "Quick or we'll miss it."

I stepped back and watched my sister remove the eyepiece 
and replace it with the 'T' bar of the splitter, this 
would let us both watch at the same time and as soon as 
it was in place our eyes became glued to the lens'. 

It was a real turn-on watching our prim and proper 
schoolmarm getting it on with some mystery man. So far 
neither my sister or I had seen his face and our 
curiosity as to his identity was growing along with our 
arousal, well mine anyway. 

Then, in a moment of great passion, we saw the man's 
face, my sister echoed my gasp of surprise, her hand 
reaching out to touch mine as we recognised the man, it 
was our school's headmaster and he was married with kids 
of his own.

"Jesus!" Carole breathed as her hand gripped mine, "It's 
Connor! The randy old goat. He's married!"

"Have you seen Mrs. Connor?" I asked giving her warm 
hand a gentle squeeze, "Dad's van is thinner than she 
is. God, look at the tits on Miss. Thirlby!"

I'd always admired the woman's tits, but seeing them now 
in the raw was a real treat and for once I was glad of 
my sister's voyeuristic tendencies, though I did wish 
for a more powerful telescope so that I could get a 
better view.

"Mine are better than hers," Carole commented with a 
snort.

"Yeah, yeah," I replied absentmindedly as I stared at 
Miss. Thirlby's tits lustfully, "Hey!"

The telescope had suddenly swung upwards, straightening 
I looked at the dark form of my sister who was standing 
by the window closing the curtains, I was totally 
puzzled by her sudden change of mood. A moment later she 
switched on a light and I blinked a couple of times as 
the glare half blinded me.

"Listen here you... you..." she seemed to be unable to 
find the word she wanted and trailed off into silence.

"What have I done now?" I asked in a puzzled and 
innocent tone.

"Oh, you beast!" she snapped and stamped a foot.

For the life of me I couldn't figure out what I could 
have done to get her so annoyed all of a sudden, the 
last thing we'd talked of had been Miss. Thirlby's tits 
and that was when Carole had thrown her wobbly.  

Then I sort of remembered her making some sort of 
comment about her own boobs, I hadn't really been 
listening to her at the time and it dawned on me that 
whatever I had said in reply was the cause of the 
problem, though I couldn't remember what it was I had 
said.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked tentatively, "About 
your boobs or something I mean..."

"Wrong? Hah!" she retorted, "I tell you that my boobs 
are better than Miss. Thirlby's and all I get is a 
'yeah, yeah' in reply."

"Is that all," I grinned, "well, I did have my mind on 
other things at the time, a pair of them in fact. 
Anyway, how can I comment, I haven't seen your boobs 
since you got them, and besides that you're my sister."

"I'm still a woman." she huffed.

"I suppose," I replied, "but I still can't comment can 
I?"

"Okay then have a look. Then you can comment!" Carole 
snapped.

She threw open her robe and I gulped at the sight of her 
bare body, my eyes dropped to her boobs and what boobs 
they were, large and shaped like half melons with dark 
nipples standing proud from their surface.  

She was certainly a big girl for her age, for any age 
come to that, her chest measurement had to be at least 
38 inches and most of that were those stupendous tits. 
Then my eyes sank down to her groin, half hidden by dark 
pubic hair I saw the swell of her pussy lips and my cock 
did a war dance under the cover of my robe.

"Well?" Carole asked suddenly closing the robe and 
cutting off my view.

"Fantastic!" I breathed, "You're right, your boobs are 
better than hers, a whole lot better."

'And nearer' I thought to myself.

"See!" she said triumphantly, "I told you they were."

My sister was all smiles after my judgement on her tits 
and our conversation went back to what we had seen, it 
did nothing to calm my hard cock, just the opposite and 
after a while all I wanted was to get back to my room 
for a good wank.

"Mind you," Carole laughed, "old Connor was pretty well 
hung, how'd you measure up to him I wonder."

True Connor had got a decent sized tool from what we had 
seen, but I knew that mine outmatched his by quite a 
bit, I grinned at Carole and opened my robe, not caring 
that my cock was erect. "What do you think?" I asked as 
her eyes went wide.

"Wow!" she breathed taking a step closer, "no, don't 
close your robe!"

I stopped my motion to close my robe as my sister gazed 
at my hard prick; she licked her lips and took another 
step closer to me. I gave a mental shrug and thought: 
'what the hell?', then took the robe off completely.

"Have a good look sis," I laughed, "but fair's fair, let 
me get a better at you too."

Her eyes never left my cock as she shrugged off her robe 
and tossed it in the general direction of the bed; I 
didn't notice where her robe landed as my eyes were 
roving over my sister's body hungrily. I knew it was 
wrong of us to be acting this way, but that just seemed 
to add to the mounting pleasure I was feeling.

"You're beautiful," I breathed.

For the first time I noticed Carole not as my pesky 
sister, but as a member of the opposite sex, a woman and 
what a woman she had turned into! Carole was a little 
shorter than my six foot, but she certainly had a frame 
to die for, 38ish, 26ish, 36ish at a guess; the 
expression 'legs that go all the way up' certainly 
applied to my sister, her legs were long, slender and 
very shapely.

All I know is that she had a lot of eye pleasing body. 
She had blushed at my comment and that only seemed to 
enhance her beauty as I stared longingly at her from a 
distance of a few feet, when I raised my eyes to her 
face I saw her smiling at me uncertainly.

Looking at her face with the eyes of a horny male for 
the first time I wondered how I could ever have missed 
the sensuous moue of her lips; then there were her eyes, 
twin pools of hazel-brown that held a 'come hither' 
sparkle. 

Though we looked fairly alike the bone structure of her 
face gave it a rounder, softer appearance that models 
spend a fortune in make-up to achieve. Topping off this 
pleasant packed was her light brown hair, which she had 
tied back in a short ponytail, but which usually framed 
her face.

"Ray," she breathed so quietly I could barely hear her, 
"I feel..." She trailed off, but I knew what she meant, 
I was feeling the same way myself, horny as hell.

"Ray, can I...?" she started to say then fell silent 
with her blush growing deeper.

Something told me that the end of the sentence would 
have been 'touch it' and I thrilled to the thought of 
her soft, warm hand rubbing on my cock.

"Yes," I breathed softly, caught up in the moment.

Her eyes widened as she took another step closer, then 
another and another until she was standing a mere six 
inches or so from me, her tongue flicked over her lips 
leaving a glistening trail of saliva as she tentatively 
reached out to touch my cock. 

I shivered as she touched my skin, tingles of excitement 
shooting up my back as she gently stroked my erection 
from root to tip before closing her hand around it; when 
her hand started to slowly move on my cock I gave a low 
moan of pleasure.

"Can I...?" I breathed hopefully.

"Yes," she replied immediately.

My hands trembled as I raised them to her boobs; Carole 
closed her eyes as I stroked her pliant mounds then 
teased her nipples between thumb and forefinger for a 
while before squeezing her boobs gently. I heard my 
sister draw a sharp breath as I returned part of my 
attentions back to her nipples, my other hand slid down 
over her chest and stomach to her pussy; she gasped as 
my fingers touched her slit then slid along it between 
her pouting pussy lips and her hand tightened around my 
cock making me groan. 

Gently I ran my fingers along her slit, tracing and 
exciting it at the same time; my sister's hand was 
moving faster on my cock and I knew that it wouldn't be 
long before she made me climax, and I was determined to 
make that pleasure mutual by quickly moving my fingers 
to where our sex education text books said the clitoris 
should be.

Sure enough I found a small, hard button that made my 
sister shiver when I rubbed it with my thumb. Our eyes 
met and I smiled at her as I pressed more firmly on her 
clit while teasing her nipples more demandingly; in 
return her hand was moving even faster on my cock, her 
grip firm and demanding. 

With a moan of excitement I let my thumb rub on my 
sister's clit while my fingers slid down to her wet 
hole, they sank into her and Carole gave a little cry as 
I started to slide them in and out of her at a speed 
that matched her hand on my cock. 

Suddenly Carole was backing away from me, though her 
hand still gripped my cock forcing me to move with her, 
a moment later she fell back on her bed with me falling 
on top of her. She let go of my cock and started to push 
at my hand in her pussy, when I removed it she began to 
tug at my shoulders. 

Without thinking I pressed my cock to her pussy and felt 
it slide into her tight wet hole, her juices coating my 
skin, her muscles gripping my cock so excitingly that I 
groaned as I sank my cock all the way into her. Carole 
cried out as our groins met, her body suddenly bucking 
beneath me, her pussy getting even tighter around my 
cock.

All we knew was theory, but that and our own instincts 
were more than enough. With a gasp of pleasure I started 
to slide my cock in and out of my sister's pussy, the 
bliss that ran through me as her muscles gripped my 
moving cock was driving me nearer and nearer to my 
climax with each stroke. 

Carole was gasping and bucking, crying out and wrapping 
her legs around my back as I fucked her at a gentle 
pace. Her body moving in time to mine, but as the 
minutes passed our pace became faster, harder, wilder as 
our passions grew to a peak. Our pace became almost 
frantic, Carole was almost screaming out her bliss as 
her body bucked and writhed beneath me. 

With a sudden burst of ecstasy my climax announced its 
arrival and I thrust deep into her as my hot seed 
exploded from my cock into her depths. 

My sister froze, her head thrown back, her mouth open in 
a silent scream as I groaned and shivered on top of her; 
then we were moving again as our mutual orgasm slowly 
faded to a warm glow of satisfaction. 

A few minutes later I pulled my semi-erect cock from my 
sister's pussy and rolled off the bed to sit gasping on 
the floor, I'm not sure how long I sat there, but when I 
eventually turned to see if Carole was all right I found 
myself gazing into her eyes from a distance of inches.

Her face suddenly moved towards me and our lips met in a 
kiss that sent the blood pounding in my veins again, my 
cock shot back to erection and my lust exploded inside 
me. Reaching up I pulled my sister off the bed and after 
a few confused moments of jostling I found myself lying 
on my back with my sister riding my cock for all she was 
worth. 

If anything the second time was better than the first, 
having had one climax I seemed to be able to go on and 
on forever; the bliss that built up inside me as my cock 
moved in my sister's grasping pussy was almost 
unbearable, as for Carole she was shaking and crying out 
continuously as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. 

When at last the exquisite torture came to an end I felt 
overwhelmed by sensations, my seed seemed to burn its 
way up my shaft as it erupted into Carole's pussy. The 
grip of her pussy on my cock, the rubbing of her nipples 
against my skin and the pressure of her lips on mine 
merged into a blinding surge of delight that left me 
limp and breathless.

Carole fell to the floor beside me, for ages we lay 
there gasping and shuddering before we managed to find 
enough strength to sit up and lean against the side of 
the bed, putting an arm around my sister I cuddled her 
to me.

"I think," I gasped out as she leant her head on my 
shoulder, "we let ourselves get a bit carried away."

"You think?!" Carole giggled breathlessly. "If that was 
a 'bit' I can't wait to try getting VERY carried away!"

I laughed at her reply then kissed her lightly before 
leaning my head back on the bed and sighing.

"Seriously Carole," I said, "we'll really cop it if mum 
and dad find out what we've done. Hell, if anyone finds 
out, we'll be for it!"

"I know," Carole sighed, "but..."

"Carole," I said as her voice trailed off, "you're not 
thinking of doing it again, are you?"

"Not right now," she giggled, "I'm too exhausted, but 
maybe later, when I've had a chance..."

"Jesus Carole," I cut across her words, "do you know 
what you're suggesting?"

"I do," she breathed, "but do you."

"Of course I do," I sighed, "You want us to go on having 
sex together."

"And why not?" she said in a low voice. "As long as 
we're careful no-one will know and I can't bear the 
thought of not having pleasure like this again."

My sister was only echoing what I had been thinking, but 
she had at least been honest enough to voice her desire. 
As I sat there recovering with my sister's warm body 
pressed against me I knew that what had happened would 
not be a one off thing. Smiling I leant over and kissed 
my sister warmly before replying.

"Okay," I sighed, as our lips parted.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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