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service Reply-To: an205925@anon.penet.fi Date: Wed, 22 Feb 1995 00:48:14
UTC Subject: New Story:  Stacy & Steve 1/1 (mf, inc) Lines: 310


***WARNING: This story contains consensual sex between teenage brother
and sister.  If for some reason you happen to be offended by this, well
DON'T READ IT!!!!  If you are under the legal age, DO NOT
READ!!!!!!!!!***


"He's here!" my mom called from the porch.  Dad and I raced down the
stairs to see my brother, Steve, who was coming home from college for
Christmas break.

He stepped out of the cab, and I could not believe my eyes.  He had
changed so much in the past year!  He left a scrawny high school senior
and was now back a college man.  And I do mean man.  He grew at least 4
inches, and now stood at 6'2".  Like all of us, he had dark hair and
eyes, and I'm sure that my handsome brother broke many hearts on that
college campus.

I had changed a lot too in the year.  When Steve left, I was 16, and
still was the most underdeveloped girl in school.  I was skinny, no
form, and braces.  But a few moths ago my braces came off, and I have
developed--into the most popular girl in school.

As we all went into the house, I pulled Steve to the side to give him a
hug.  I felt my body press against his, and I felt a little stirring in
my stomach, but I brushed it aside.  This was my brother, I told myself,
not my lover. He held me out at arms length and slowly looked me up and
down.....and back up again, taking in my long legs, slim waist, and
ample chest.  "Wow, Stace, you've really changed!"  As he said that, I
noticed that his eyes lingered on my breasts.

"You too, Steve.  So how's college?"

"It's cool.  No big thing."

"I'm glad you're home," I said shyly.

He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, which I expected to be on the
cheek, but it lightly brushed my lips.  He gave me a sly smile.  "Yeah,
me too."

The next day, our parents were out visiting friends.  Steve had a
project to finish, and he begged me to leave him alone.  I couldn't.  I
was bored.  My friends were all in Vermont, on a trip on which I was not
allowed to go.  So I had to bother Steve.  I sat in the chair near the
desk in the den, watching him work. Whenever he was concentrating, he
chewed the side of his lip and pinched his chin.

It was so cute!

He was getting annoyed with me and I knew it.  "Do you have to stare at
me? Go play!" he yelled.

"Sorry!  I'm bored, what else do you expect me to do?  Come on, Stevie,
play with me!"  I snatched up one of his papers and ran.  He chased
after me, and when he caught me, he grabbed me by the waist and fell on
top of me.  I was on the couch, smushed underneath his huge body, with
his arms wrapped around me.

And he didn't get up either.  We laid there for a while, catching our
breath. Steve tried to free his hand so he could get up, and he
accidently grazed my breast, flicking my nipple.  I got a weird
sensation from this, and I felt something growing up against my rear.
But that sensation went away when Steve cleared his throat and got up,
leaving me there pondering my feelings for my brother.

A few days later, I was just getting up, and I always take a shower
before I go downstairs.  I don't know if I was groggy, deaf, or wanted
it in my subconsciousness, but I entered the bathroom while Steve was in
the shower. This would have been no big deal, but I came in while he was
getting out, and I got full view of Steve's assets, and boy were there
assets!  His chest was covered with black hair, but the ripples in his
stomach were still visible.  My brother didn't even work out!  But below
the belt was the most amazing thing.  His cock was semi-hard (who knows
what he was thinking about in the shower) and had to be at least seven
inches at that state.  What a sight!

I had to hide my embarrassment (and amazement) by blushing, muttering a
quick "I'm sorry" and exiting stage left--fast.  I ran to my room,
closed the door, and thought about what I saw, and what I felt.  When I
saw Steve step out of that shower, I felt a feeling that I have never
felt.  My pulse quickened, and I really didn't want to leave.  I was
extremely aroused. Steve didn't say anything to me about it.  I thought
that he would come into my room and yell for barging in, but he did
nothing.  I guess he was a little embarrassed too.

Steve was still working on that damn project, and I was determined to
draw him away from it.  My first tactic (aka snatching the paper) was
useless, so it was on to plan B.  Get Steve's attention sexually.  I was
NOT trying to commit incest with my brother.  An attractive woman in
sexy clothes can get any man's attention, and that's all I wanted.
ATTENTION.  I was bored.

I dressed in a bra and panties set that I was keeping for my friend.
Her parents would kill her if they found it.  It had a garter and hose
and the whole nine yards.  I was going to put on heels also, but that
was a bit much.  The set was a deep blue (Steve's favorite color) and it
complimented my teenage body very well.  I was not going to walk around
the house stark naked, so I put on a silky kimono that my mother brought
back from Japan.

I sat on the couch and watched Steve from afar.  He really was a sexy
specimen.  His dark hair was flopped over as he buried his head in his
hand, frustrated.  Now was my chance.  I slipped up from behind, placing
my small, delicate fingers on his shoulders.  I could feel how tight
they were.  His head popped up, startled.  He didn't turn around.

"You need to relax."  I started massaging his shoulders.  I traced from
his neck to his arm and back.  He didn't say a word but I could tell he
was enjoying it.  This continued for five minutes, when he swiveled his
chair around.

"What the hell do you have on, Stace?  Why the kimono?"

I smiled seductively and tilted my head.  "I'm trying to get you to pay
attention to me.  Maybe this will help."  I slowly untied the kimono and
it opened slightly to give him a hint of what was under there.  "Are you
paying attention?"  His eyes lingered on the robe.  I knew he was.

I slipped the robe off of my shoulders and let it fall to the floor.  He
could now see my entire body.  His eyes traced it too.  He started at my
face, avoiding my eyes, to my neck.  He seemed to zoom in on my breasts.
The lace delicately complemented them, and I was so hot that my nipples
were fully erect, so I'm sure he could see them too.  He then studied my
flat stomach and the panties I was wearing.  The push of my pubic hair
against the fabric was visible.  Some was actually curling around the
edges of the panties, and was very sexy.  He finally took in my legs,
tinted blue by the stockings, but still long and slender and sensuous.
I stared at Steve while he stared at me.  He sweats were becoming more
and more tented as his eyes got lower and lower.  By the time he reached
my ankles, he was really hard.

At this point, I did not care that Steve was my brother.  He was so damn
sexy, and I was so aroused that it didn't matter.  I moved closer to him
and pulled him up out of his chair.  He was much taller, so I had to
look up.  I pulled up his sweatshirt, and ran my fingers over his
stomach.  His skin was warm, but it burned at my touch because of what
we were doing.  He slid one of the bra straps off of my shoulder,
revealing a bit more of my breasts.  I tilted my head back and he leaned
over to kiss my neck.  I was in.....

"Beep!"  The computer broke the spell.  Steve pulled his shirt down and
walked over to the computer.  "What the hell are you doing Stace?  Put
some damn clothes on.  I'm your brother!"  He sat down and began typing
again.  I was pissed.  How dare he?  He was into it just like I was.  I
ran up to my room, flopped on my bed, and sulked for the rest of the
day.

Someway I had to have Steve.  I knew this, and I was determined to do
it.  I knew that he wanted me as much as I wanted him, but he just
couldn't face it.  If it wasn't for that damn computer..... I decided to
write him a note.  I left it on his night table where he was sure to see
it.  It said:

Dear Steve, I'm sorry for being so forward today, but I had to bring to
	 attention  what you and I both want. Each other.  If it wasn't for
	 the computer, we both would be happy and satisfied.  I love you so
	 much, and what better way to show love?  Please, I'm begging you.
	 I want you so bad.  Please.  I'll be awake tonight, all night,
	 thinking of you, so if you change your mind, drop by.  I'll still
	 be wearing the lingerie.  I know you liked it.

				Love, Stacy

Just like I thought, Steve came by.  It was about 2:30 A.M. when I heard
the knock at my door.  He was wearing boxers and a white T-shirt, and in
the dark, he still looked absolutely gorgeous.  He closed the door
quietly (our parents room is right next door) and stood there.

"Look, Stacy, what has gotten into you?  What's that note all about?"

"You know what it's about, or you wouldn't be here."  I walked over to
him in the bra and panties and trapped him against the door.  "Yeah, you
want me....or you wouldn't be here."

"Stace, look....you're very beautiful."  He looked me up and down
quickly. "VERY beautiful......but, uh, I'm your brother, and......"  He 
stopped because he felt a hand against his crotch.  I began slowly stroking 
him through the fabric and I could feel him rising.  "You may not want me,
but something does."

"Oh Stace...."  I slipped my arms around his neck and hugged him close,
and he returned it.  I whispered in his ear, "I knew you wanted me."  I
took his hand and led him to the bed.  He turned me so that I was facing
the bed, my back toward him, and stood there.  Then I felt a hand at my
back as he unhooked my bra.  My firm, young tits sprang free, and my
nipples were erect.  He reached around from behind and gave them a
little pinch.  I shivered.  I turned back around and pulled his shirt
over his head, revealing his oh-so-muscular chest.  I pulled down his
silk boxers and his cock bounced out.  It had to be nine inches at the
least.

The head was glistening with pre-cum.  I realized that I hadn't kissed
Steve, so I looked up and searched for his mouth in the dark.  I found
it.  He slipped his tongue through my lips, probing my mouth with it.  I
returned the favor, twirling my tongue around his and sucking on it.

Steve pulled away after a while and laid me back on my bed.  He slowly
unfastened the garters and removed my panties.  He moved up and kissed
me for a moment, then kissed my neck, my shoulders, and my breasts,
where he stayed for a while.  He gently bit one nipple as he played with
the other, and sucked both of them like he did our mother's 18 years
ago.  He was definitely a breast man. He moved down to my stomach,
tracing my middle with his tongue.  When he reached my pussy, he lightly
blew on my mound so that it tickled. I giggled.  He spread my lips, and
I helped by spreading my legs wider.  He lightly brushed my clit with
his thumb, sending sensations up and down my spine.  His index finger
found it's way to my hole and slowly moved in and out.  I moaned with
delight. Steve decided to replace his hand with his mouth.  His hot
breath against my cunt was a sign of things to come.  He flicked my clit
with his tongue, and then led a trail to my hole, soaking up my juices.
I was enjoying every minute of it.  His tongue darted in and out of my
vagina, licking my insides clean.  I grabbed his head and pushed him in
deeper, and as my passions grew, I began bucking my hips off the bed,
grinding my pussy into his face.

"Oh, Steve!!!!" I yelled as quietly as I could, if that's possible.
"Oh, God, I'm cumming!!!  Oh!!!"  My orgasm swept over me like a
wildfire.  It started in the depths of me, and slowly spread to the
point of ecstasy.  Every touch after that moment sent me deeper, and
Steve knew it, because he kept busy, slurping up all of the effects of
my climax.

When he was done, he climbed in the bed and laid next to me.  I tuned
him on his back and mounted him, my cunt pushing against his hard cock.
He leaned up and kissed me, and I could taste all of my juices that he
just lapped up from my pussy.  I pulled away, and worked my way down to
that huge cock of his.  It was so hard that it pointed straight up, and
it was still getting harder by the minute, jerking as soon as I got
near.  A droplet of pre-cum escaped from Steve's piss hole, and I
quickly snapped it up with my tongue.  I then moved to his thighs,
kissing and nibbling at them, not at all neglecting his balls.  I
juggled one in my mouth as I played with the other, urged on by Steve's
groans.

I finally went back to his manhood.  I gripped his cock at the base, my
small fist not even fitting around it.  My mouth watered for the taste
of his rod.  I slowly devoured it, taking it in inch by inch until about
half of it was in, the head pushing at the back of my throat.  His thick
cock, stretching my lips to the limits, throbbed and pulsated in my hot
mouth.  I let it out, releasing it just as slowly, until just the head
remained between my lips.  I then took his cock in and out very fast, my
hand jerking him off in the process.  He grabbed my head exactly as I
had done, and forced my mouth down on his cock harder.  More and more
cum was running out, and finally Steve came, sending a stream of his
sweet, salty cum down my throat.

I laid down next to Steve again, resting my head on his chest.  "Do you
think what we just did was really that bad, Steve?"  He shook his head.
"Who cares, anyway?  It was good!"  He rolled on top of me, pinning my
arms above my head, and planted a sloppy wet kiss on my lips.  I could
feel his organ growing again against my thigh.  My pussy was twitching,
and I knew that I wanted him in me.

"Alright, Steve," I said between kisses, "fuck me!"  He obliged.  I
spread my legs and raised my knees to my chest so he would have easy
access to my pussy.

He draped my legs over his shoulders so he could have it even easier.  I
felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my velvety soft vagina,
stretching my hole around his thickness.  He pushed on and on I felt his
balls against ass.

Then I said, "Come on, big brother, fuck my brains out."  Again, he
obliged.  I felt him pull all the way out and then jam it in all the way
to the hilt, and I cried out with joy.

Steve thought I was hurt.  "You okay?"  I responded by bucking my hips
off the bed and pushing his cock in further.  He took this as a yes and
began fucking me faster and harder.  We developed a rhythm quickly, and
Steve was ready to cum in minutes.  I wouldn't let him, so we held still
until the feeling passed.  I turned him over so I could ride him.  He
laid back on the bed, smiling, and grabbed two handfuls of my ripe tits.
I placed my hand on his chest and began moving my hips up and down,
lowering my wet pussy on his throbbing cock.  He was ready to cum again,
and again I wouldn't let him.  I knew that when he finally came it would
be a great one.  I continued to ride Steve until I was ready to cum.

"Steve, I'm cumming!!!  Ohhhhhhh!!!!!!!"  He rubbed my clit and my
orgasm rippled around his cock.  This was his signal, and like I said,
his orgasm was huge.

"Oh, God, Stace!!!!  Uhhhhhhhhhh!"  His cum scalded my insides for a
full minute!  I laid there on his chest after we experienced our
orgasms, his cock still buried in me.  It was the greatest feeling in
the world, having my dear brother's fresh cum lining the insides of my
pussy.  It doesn't get any better than this.

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