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From: Scorpio00155 <scorpio00155@my-deja.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Brotherly Love (MF, inc, bro-sis)
Date: Sun, 11 Feb 2001 21:10:05 -0500
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Brotherly Love
By Scorpio00155(c)

"Damn!" I cursed as I hung up the phone.

"Language Peter." Dad commented looking up from his paper, "What caused
the outburst son?"

"That was Joyce phoning to tell me she can't make it this evening," I
replied moodily, "she waits until an hour before she's due to be here
before letting me know."

"Ah yes," My father grinned, "the dance. Of course it's too late to
find another partner for the evening I suppose."

"You suppose right." I sighed.

To say I was annoyed would have been an understatement, I'd had plans
for that evening which included getting into Joyce's knickers, now they
were all dashed, and what was worse I would still have to go to the
dance; I was the damned guest of honour. Put simply the dance was being
held by the Young Rotarians, I was being honoured for raising a few
thousand pounds for charity and I felt certain that I would end up
being sponsored for the Rotarians, my father, though a Rotarian,
wouldn't do it as he believed that one had to make one's own way in the
world and at 19 I really wanted to get on.

"It would look odd" Dad mused, "if you turned up without a partner.
What you need is an attractive young lady to act the role."

"Fine, but where do I find such a person at this late hour?" I retorted.

"There's always Linda." Dad replied as he turned his attention back to
his paper.

Linda, my 18 year old little sister, she more than met the criteria of
attractive and she was fun to be with, but take her to a dance? Well
they say beggars can't be choosers and even if she were my sister she
would make a good companion for the evening, if she agreed of course.
With time running out I went upstairs and knocked on my sister's
bedroom door.

"Come in." She yelled from inside the room.

I went in and smiled at the sight of her sorting through her wardrobe,
whenever she was bored she'd go through her collection of clothes and
it looked as though she was very bored now.

"Sis," I said slowly, "Would you come to the dance this evening with
me?"

"Joyce stood you up then?" She replied from the depths of the
wardrobe, "I told you she would."

"Okay, so you were right, don't rub it in." I sighed, "Will you come or
not?"

"Give me fifteen minutes." She grinned.

Though her reply was ambiguous I believed that it meant she had agreed,
of course it could also mean that I should give her fifteen minutes to
make up her mind. Sighing I went to my room and changed into my tuxedo
then went downstairs to the living room. Unlike most women when Linda
said fifteen minutes she meant fifteen minutes, right on the dot she
came into the living room wearing a slinky black evening dress that
enhance her natural charms to the full, her face was delicately made-
up, her hair brushed into a bell that rested on her shoulders and a
wrap-over cape was in her hands. To be honest if Linda hadn't been my
sister I would have been tempted to say sod the dance and whip her up
to my bedroom for a few hours, instead I smiled, picked up my car keys
and held out my arm for her to take.

"See you later dad." I called over my shoulder as we left the room.

"Have fun." he replied.

It was a warm evening so Linda put her cape on the back seat of the
car, the place where the dance was being held was only a few miles
away, as the crow flies that is. Having to go by road made the distance
eight miles, but we had time enough for me not to have to rush.

"How do I look?" Linda asked as I pulled into the car park of the hall.

"Delectable." I grinned, "Pretty as a picture."

"What, a Picasso?" She smiled.

"No, the Mona Lisa." I replied meaning what I said.

"Are you this smooth with your girlfriends?" Linda laughed as we got
out of the car.

"Not really," I grinned taking her arm, "but you're easier to talk to."

"Listen Peter," Linda frowned as she stopped just short of the
entrance, "do you need to tell everyone that I'm your sister? I'm sure
I haven't met anyone that will be here tonight and I really am not in
the mood to fight off hopeful Lotharios. Can't we pretend I'm a new
girlfriend or something?"

"Well I suppose we could give it a whirl," I grinned, "maybe we'll get
away with it."

With that we went inside to the noise and hubbub of a room full of
people, music played in the background and in the subdued lighting of
the hall Linda looked even more beautiful. The evening went well, good
food, pleasant music, some dancing, speeches and friendly conversation;
I introduced Linda as my girlfriend, which put her out of bounds to the
rather excessive number of single males there that night. When I gave
my speech accepting the honour I was being paid it was well received
and not five minutes later one of the Rotarians was proposing my
advancement from Young to full Rotarian, the vote took all of a minute
and I had what I had wanted, well part of it anyway.

As I was driving I steered well clear of the drinks contenting myself
with fruit juice, not Linda, she was putting it away as though she'd
heard that drink was about to be banned. Needless to say she was soon
quite merry and when we danced together she would hang around my neck
almost seductively. I'm only human and by the end of the evening I had
an erection that was throbbing within the confines of my trousers. As
we took a break from dancing Linda was still playing the role
of 'girlfriend' to the full and when one of the men commented 'if I
were you I'd marry that one' she laughed loudly.

"He's working on it." She laughed then kissed me briefly on the lips.

I was too stunned by her action to do more than give a weak grin at the
group around us while trying to adjust my even stiffer cock into a more
comfortable position, with little success. To forestall any
more 'girlfriend' type caresses from my sister I quickly whisked her
back out onto the dance floor.

"Christ Linda what were you thinking of?" I whispered while smiling and
nodding at the other dancers.

"I thought it added a touch of authenticity." She grinned in
reply, "Don't tell me..."

She suddenly pressed tight against me, her lips widened into an even
broader grin as she looked into my eyes.

"...It did!" She continued with a laugh, "It turned you on! Well fancy
that, but of course you do!"

"Linda will you cut it out." I hissed as she rubbed herself against me.

"How embarrassing for you," She laughed pressing even tighter to
me, "and you can't even admit I'm your sister now. Oh dear, poor Peter,
whatever will he do now?"

I should have remembered how Linda got when she'd been drinking,
playful and teasing, but there was nothing for it but to grin and bear
it. Thankfully we would be able to leave gracefully in a short while.
Sighing I tried to surreptitiously shift Linda away from me a little,
but she clung on to me laughing merrily, all I could do was give a
sickly grin and hope that I didn't become so excited that I came in my
pants.

"You look to be on a dead cert there Peter." one of the lads called
across to me.

"Shut up Brian," I called back with a smile to show I was not serious
even if I was, "Linda is not like that."

"Oh yes I am." Linda laughed.

It was relief to get her off the dance floor a half an hour later. In
the hope that a little air might help I guided Linda outside into the
night, the air had turned cool, but not unpleasantly so and my sister
took a deep breath as we stepped out of the hall.

"Oh look." She said suddenly looking at her arm.

Naturally I leant forward to see what it was she was looking at; the
next thing I knew Linda had her arms wrapped around my neck and her
lips pressed firmly to mine. I stiffened in surprise, but her warm lips
sent such a thrill through me that I suddenly relaxed and returned her
kiss. Then I came to my senses and jerked my head back.

"Spoilsport." Linda sighed leaning her head on my shoulder.

"Linda what the hell do you think you are doing?" I said quietly as I
could hear voices only a few feet away from us, "You're taking the act
a little too far!"

She mumbled something that I couldn't quite catch, but it sounded
awfully like 'who's acting', I was in a quandary, I couldn't really
leave for another forty minutes at least, but the way Linda was acting
she seemed certain to do something foolish that we'd both regret before
that time was up. I felt my sister's arms tighten a little around my
neck and looked down to make sure she wasn't about to faint or
something similar. With a little jump she was kissing me again and this
time I was responding to her almost immediately. Shocked with myself I
snatched my head away a few moments later and carefully disentangled
Linda's arms from my neck.

"You don't love me any more!" Linda pouted in a loud voice.

I could hear footsteps on the gravel behind me and looked over my
shoulders, with the true irony of fate the president of the Rotarians
was approaching. He had been close enough to hear Linda's words and was
about to put an end to what to all outward appearances was a lovers
tiff. Linda must have seen he was there when she spoke which explained
why she had spoken so loudly, I was going to have a few things to say
to my little sister when she'd sobered up.

"Here now Peter," he announced his arrival, "that's no way to treat a
beautiful young lady. Tell her you're sorry and that you love her."

"I'm sorry Linda." I sighed resignedly, "I do love you, really."

"That's better," the president beamed, "now give her a good kiss to
show you mean it man."

Linda's face tilted up to mine, her eyes sparkled with an impishly
triumphant gleam as I reluctantly leant down and kissed her, but what I
had intended as a brief peck was turned into a passionate embrace as my
sister leant up tight to me. My cock was throbbing as thrills and
tingles ran through me, I was all too aware of the feel of my sister's
body in my arms as it pressed against me, the smell of her perfume only
added to the rising excitement I felt as the kiss drew out. With a sigh
of contentment Linda eventually parted our lips while I stood there
bemused and confused, what I was feeling for my sister was not the
proper emotion a brother should feel. I felt guilty at my thoughts and
a little ashamed of myself for having them, but at the same time I felt
blissfully happy just standing there holding her warm body to mine.

"He's gone." Linda breathed quietly, "What a pity."

"Oh Linda," I sighed shaking my head, "if only you knew what I am
feeling and thinking."

"Maybe I do." She grinned, her teeth flashing white in the darkness.

"What am I to do with you?" I laughed.

"Later." Linda replied cryptically.

With obvious reluctance Linda let me lead her back inside, I felt I'd
be safer in a crowd, less likely to succumb to the thoughts running
through my head, thoughts that I had earlier been thinking about Joyce.
Then again they weren't the same, there was something more than the
purely physical in what I was thinking and feeling, yet none of it was
brotherly. As we entered the hall Linda took my hand in hers and smiled
happily at the Rotarian president as he looked our way, he smiled and
nodded to us then went back to his conversation while I guided Linda
towards a quiet corner. As a waiter passed us Linda reached out and
snagged a full glass from the tray he was carrying.

"Don't you think you've had enough to drink?" I whispered.

"Not yet." She grinned and raised the glass to her lips.

It seemed coming back inside was a mistake for Linda began to down
drinks as fast as she could spot them, the funny thing was that despite
the volume of liqueur she put away she did not get any more drunk.
Standing beside me with her arm around my waist and her hip pressed to
me my sister looked around happily while sipping drink after drink.
She'd smile and wave at people and, from time to time, lean up and kiss
me lightly and briefly, which did nothing to help me calm my raging
thoughts. At last though the time came when I could leave the dance
without raising eyebrows or causing comment, Linda was just finishing a
drink when I leant over to whisper in her ear.

"Time to go." I said softly.

She turned her head, smiled and a devilish look came into her eyes.

"YES!" She cried so loud the whole hall could hear it.

With a sudden jerk of her hand the glass in her hand went flying, her
arms flew around my neck and she was pulling my face down to hers to
kiss me firmly; my groan was a mix of pleasure and dismay as I half-
heartedly tried to figure out what she was up to now. When Linda
finally parted our lips we found ourselves surrounded by a crowd of
curious people, Linda beamed at them and loosened her hold on my neck
so that I could straighten up.

"Peter's asked me to marry him and I said yes!" Linda announce gaily.

"Oh God!" I groaned under my breath.

I never got the chance to put the record straight, suddenly I was the
centre of attention of most of the men there, laughing and smiling they
slapped my back and shook my hand as they offered their
congratulations; meanwhile Linda was being hugged and cried over by the
women as they congratulated her. It was another half an hour before I
could finally drag my sister out of the hall and to the car, grinning
weakly and waving to the revellers I drove out of the car park, and as
soon as we were out of sight I stopped the car in a secluded spot and
turned to Linda.

"Christ Linda you really have gone too far!" I snapped out
angrily, "God, I'll never get out of the mess you've got me into. What
the hell possessed you to tell them I'd asked you to marry you?"

To my surprise Linda burst into tears, it was the last thing I had been
expecting and I suddenly felt helpless. I touched her shoulder gently,
but couldn't figure out what to do or say that would stop the flow of
tears. Feeling unsettled I started the car again and headed towards
home, maybe my mother and father would have a clue as to what to do
with Linda, I knew I certainly didn't; in fact the only thing I wanted
to do was the one thing I shouldn't do. God it was confusing! As we
neared the river Linda suddenly sat bolt upright in her seat, by the
dim light I could see the tears glistening on her cheeks and the black
smear of her make-up where it had run.

"Stop the car quickly," Linda gasped out, "I want to be sick!"

Well at least that came as no surprise, the amount she had drunk I was
only surprised that she hadn't been sick back at the hall. I stopped
the car in a lay-by near the river and Linda was out of the car before
I had the engine turned off, grabbing her cape I quickly followed her
to the riverbank. As I approached I could hear her retching, I put the
cape around her shoulders and held her as she was sick into the swift
flowing waters below us. After a few minutes Linda straightened and
turned around, she looked pale, her make-up was a mess and her eyes
were red from her crying. Yet I suddenly felt that she was the most
beautiful woman in the world. Smiling at her I gave her my hanky to
wipe her mouth on, she shivered and I drew her to me to share my warmth
with her; Linda put her arms around me and gave me a squeeze then
looked up at me as though to speak.

Looking down into her eyes I felt a strangeness come over me, leaning
down I kissed her, gently and full on the lips, her response was
immediate and fervent, this time I did not pull away from her. Warm
sensations ran through me, my cock started to throb again and my heart
pounded in my chest as that kiss went on and on and on. When we at last
came up for air I felt light headed, Linda was looking up at me with
her eyes half closed, a gentle smile curled her lips at the corners as
she breathed in deeply and let her breath out with a heavy sigh. I
guided her back to the car, but instead of putting her in it I leant
her against the side of the car and kissed her again, this time my arms
held her tightly as I felt my lust rising swiftly; Linda's lips were
pressing demandingly against mine as she returned both my kiss and my
hug.

Then, as though it had a will of its own, one of my hands slid down
over her shoulder to her breasts, and with slow, gentle motions I
rubbed her boob through the material of her dress and bra, pressing
against her pliant mound while rubbing at the back of her neck with my
other hand. Linda's hands touched my chest and I felt the warmth of her
palms through my shirt as she rubbed my chest lovingly. I heard her hum
quietly as the movements of my hand on her breast became even firmer,
my fingers pressing the material into her flesh as I squeezed her, I
swear that I could feel her nipples even through her clothes. The
lights of a passing car was what eventually parted us, smiling at my
sister I opened the door for her to get in the car then made my way
round to the driver's side; I can't describe what I was feeling when I
started the car and drove off, but it wasn't just lust that's for sure.

"Linda," I sighed as we neared home, "I'd marry you tomorrow if you
weren't my sister."

God knows what made me say that, but it was the way I felt, I was no
longer mad at her for her antics at the dance, they could all be
smoothed over one way or another. But what I felt was more than
brotherly love; I wished I could define it properly.

"I wish you weren't my brother." Linda sighed wistfully.

The house was in darkness as I stopped the car and turned off the
engine, mind you it was after one in the morning so I wasn't too
surprised at this. As we walked to the front door Linda took my hand, I
saw the flash of her teeth as she smiled into the night. Soon we were
inside, and hand in hand we walked up the stairs and stopped outside
Linda's room. She stood up on tiptoe and kissed me gently before going
into her room and with the warmth of her lips lingering on mine I
headed for my room. It didn't take me long to get undressed and to
slide into bed, the sheets were cool at first against my skin, but they
soon warmed up yet sleep evaded me. My mind was too full of the memory
of how my sister had felt as we had kissed by the car, sighing I tossed
and turned in an effort to get to sleep while my cock kept up a steady
ache that was demanding satisfaction. About forty minutes later I sat
up with a sigh and prepared to masturbate myself in an effort to still
the desires within me, I'd just reached for the bedside lamp when my
bedroom door swung open. A shadow shape entered the room and the door
swung closed again, turning on the lamp I blinked at the blaze of light
then gasped.

"Linda!" I breathed quietly.

She stood there not three feet from me caught in the sudden glare of
the light, her body naked and completely open to my gaze, her breasts
jostled as she breathed heavily.

"Oh Peter!" Linda cried softly as she rushed over to the bed.

I was stunned when she threw back the sheets and lay down on the bed
beside me, there wasn't a lot of room and she was pressed tight to me,
the heat of her skin burning on mine then sliding sensuously on me as
she tuned on her side to face me. With a sigh I turned on my side, put
an arm over her and drew her to me, our lips meeting in a kiss full of
passion and desire; my free hand roamed over her bare breasts, stroking
her soft flesh, teasing her hard nipples and pressing into her ripe
globes while her hands fluttered over my chest like restless
butterflies. One of her legs came over my thigh and I felt the moist
heat of her pussy as it brushed against my skin, sliding my hand from
her breasts I slid it down to her pussy and gently traced its outline,
feeling the soft puffiness of her outer lips before slipping my fingers
between those open lips to gently rub at her clitoris.

Linda groaned into my mouth as our tongues danced, her breasts
squashing against my chest as she pushed even tighter to me. After a
few minutes Linda was trembling as she neared climax, moving my hand
from her clitoris I pressed two fingers to her pussy; her juices coated
my fingers as I slid them into her willing body, Linda gasped then
pushed down to take my fingers deep into her. With gentle movements I
slid my fingers in and out of her tight pussy as my sister groaned even
louder and shook against me, pulling my fingers from her I slid my arm
under her then rolled onto my back pulling her with me. There was a
brief moment when we settled ourselves comfortably that we could have
stopped what was happening, but it didn't even occur to us to try. My
sister put her hands on my chest then raised her lower body so that my
cock sprang upright under her; with a gasping sigh she lowered herself
again and I felt the delicious sensation of my cock sliding slowly into
her depths. Linda leant down and kissed me, her nipples rubbing on my
chest as she began to move on my cock.

Linda rode me with slow, tender movements that sent gorgeous sensations
of bliss running through me from the first slide of my cock in her
pussy, our lips were locked together as she slid up and down on me, my
body matching her motions and pace. Gradually our movements became
faster, twice Linda bit back a cry as she shuddered on top of me, her
groin grinding down on mine as she pushed down on me in climax, then I
felt the rise of my own climax. Thrusting up into my sister's pussy as
deep as I could I felt her shake and bite back a squeal of delight as
my hot seed erupted deep inside her, I groaned as a wave of bless hit
me then sighed as my peak faded to a gentle glow that had me moving in
her again. Before long we were both thrusting at a fast, hard pace that
sent messages of delight through me. Linda seemed to be shaking all the
time yet our movements were in perfect synchronisation, biting her lips
to hold back her cries Linda straightened up on me and ground her pussy
on my cock. Groaning I thrust up into her shaking body, her pussy
clenching around my shaft as my seed jetted their heat into her again;
for a moment we were frozen as our passions overwhelmed us, then Linda
flopped forward onto my chest as my cock slowly shrank inside her.

Sliding to one side of the bed I rolled onto my side and Linda fell
beside me, her breasts heaving as she gasped for breath; she smiled at
me, her arms going around my chest and hugging me as her head came to
rest against my shoulder. A wave of tiredness washed over me, tilting
Linda's face up I kissed her gently and reached for the light. As I
drifted off to sleep I realised that my own sister had satisfied me as
no other woman I had known had been able to. I felt a warm glow fill me
as I thought about Linda and bathed in that glow I fell asleep.

"Goodnight." I said softly.

"G'nigh." Linda mumbled dreamily.

I woke with a start, memories of the previous night flooded my mind as
my cock shot to erection, I looked down at Linda who was still cuddled
tight to me, her face turned so that I could see the contented smile on
her full lips as she slept. With visions of our parents finding us
filling my mind I gently shook my sister, she sighed and mumbled then
her eyes flickered open; she smiled at me as her arms tightened around
me in a loving hug. Just before I could open my mouth to speak the
bedroom door opened and our mother walked into the room, she was
talking to dad over her shoulder and though she didn't see us at first
our father's eyes went wide as he stared at us.

"Peter! Linda!" Mum yelped as she turned her head and saw us.

Then I got the shock of my life, I had expected my mother to faint at
the sight of us naked in my bed together, and as for my father I had
expected him to go mad. Instead my mother smiled and my father shook
his head and laughed.

"We should have known it would run in the family." Dad laughed.

It took a few moments for Linda and myself to get over the shock of our
parent's reaction, unbelievable wasn't the word for it, but at last I
managed a wry grin at them as I sat up with Linda sitting up beside me.

"I take it you're not mad then?" I said.

"Kids," Dad laughed, "meet my sister."

Mother gave a curtsy then came over to the bed with father a step
behind her.

"Of course we're not mad," Mum smiled understandingly, "you're only
doing what your father and I did thirty years ago."

It was a lot to take in and while Linda and I recovered from the shock
we explained how we had got into the situation in which they'd found
us. They laughed and nodded at our tale, seemingly not at all upset by
the fact that I'd had sex with my sister. In fact quite the opposite,
they seemed almost pleased about it.

"I bet you felt sick when Linda screamed out that you'd asked to marry
her." Dad laughed.

"It was a rotten trick though." Mum laughed, "You really shouldn't have
done it you know."

"It got his attention." Linda grinned.

"So what are your plans now?" Dad asked turning serious.

"We hadn't thought..." I started to say.

"Speak for yourself," Linda cut in, "I want to live with Peter like
husband and wife, I know it's impossible, but that is what I want to
do."

"Peter?" Dad said.

"I'd like nothing better," I grinned, "I found out last night that
Linda is the only woman I'll ever love. It's all a dream though, I
can't marry her no matter how much I want to."

"Ah," Mum sighed, "nothing is as impossible as you may think."

"Hasn't it occurred to either of you that your mother and I have lived
together as man and wife for thirty years. We've had two children, you
two, and we even have a piece of paper to prove we are married. Now, if
you two really want to be married we know how to arrange it so
things 'look' legal, it's up to you."

"Yes!" Linda and I answered as one.

"We'd better get you two a bigger bed then dears." Mum laughed.

To cut a long and happy story to the bone dad made the arrangements for
Linda and I to marry that day, right after we went out and bought a
double bed in fact. It had to be totally illegal, but a few weeks later
Linda and I were married, dad even invited some of his Rotarian friends
to the wedding. From that point on life got better every day.


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