AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
I can't believe this really happened, but it did. I'm the middle of three siblings -- Jerry my elder brother is at college now, while Hazel is a year younger then me. Hazel seemed to blossom so quickly; one minute she was some scrawny teenager, the next she was a very well filled out girl. I don't know what size she is, but her small waist makes her tits and hips look good.
Both Hazel and I wanted to go to this rave in town, but Mum wouldn't hear of it unless Jerry went too. Jerry said okay as long as he could bring along his two mates, Tom and Les, so it was all arranged. It was great, a good local band and plenty of dancing. Once we had arrived, my brother and his mates split from us, only turning up every now and again to bring us some alco-pops from the bar next door. By the end of the evening both Hazel and I had more to drink than was good for us. I felt a little sick and I suspect Hazel did too.
We all piled into Mum's car. My brother was driving with me beside him, leaving Hazel in between Tom and Les in the back seat. About halfway home, my brother announced that we couldn't go home, what with Hazel and me in such a state. Tom said that his folks were away for the weekend and we could all crash there. It was all agreed and my brother used his mobile phone to ring home and tell Mum so she wouldn't worry about us. All the way to Tom's place I could hear Hazel giggling from the back seat. I looked behind me and, in the passing streetlights, I could see both the guys had their arms around Hazel. As soon as we arrived, I headed for the loo to be sick, while the rest went into the lounge for more drinks.
I don't remember how long I was in the loo, but I must have brought up most of what I had drunk and now felt a lot better. I washed my face and went to find the rest. I had almost got to the lounge door when again I heard Hazel's drunken giggles.
"Stop that," she said.
I heard a guy's reply, but not the words. I poked my head around the half open door. My sister Hazel was lying flat out on the couch with one of the guys half-lying on top of her. My brother was sitting on the floor with the other guy. The lights were dimmed and their backs were towards me, so I couldn't say who was who. Even in the low light I could see Hazel's short skirt was well rucked up, enough for me to see most of her thighs. The guy on top of Hazel bent down and kissed her; I could now see it was Tom. Hazel didn't stop him, in fact, her arms went around his neck and pulled him closer.
"More drinks," shouted my brother.
Les got up from the floor and picked up a bottle from a nearby table. Everyone held their glasses out to be filled, then they all drank. Tom and Hazel started kissing again. I could see his hand sliding up and down her exposed thigh, but still she hugged him. Soon I could see his hand move up her body until he was cupping her large tits.
"Stop that," she said again, and pushed him away.
"She needs another drink," offered my brother from the floor.
"Yeah," agreed Les, pouring a large one into Hazel's glass and almost forcing her to drink it.
Afterwards, Tom kissed her again, but when his hand started to fondle her tits, she again pushed him off.
"Les, why don't you go around and hold her arms for Tom," my brother offered.
Les got up from the floor and grabbed both of Hazel's wrists and pulled them above her head.
"No, stop that," Hazel mumbled drunkenly.
Now Tom's hands could cup and squeeze her without interference. I couldn't believe it. My brother was egging on his mates with his own sister, even helping them by getting her drunk and having her held down.
I noticed that Tom's weight on her had made Hazel's legs part slightly and he was now wiggling to get in between them proper. I could see his nearest hand to me was stroking her thigh, while his other was squeezing her tits. Things were rapidly getting out of hand and, if my brother didn't stop things soon, it would be too late. But he seemed in no mood to stop things now. Quite the reverse, in fact, he was still egging on Tom to fondle our buxom sister.
"That's right Tom," he said, "give her tits a good going over."
Les had transferred both of Hazel's wrists to one hand and with the other he pulled up Hazel's top and bra, leaving her tits bare for Tom and him to fondle. Tom had now finally stopped kissing Hazel's lips; instead he was kissing her body. It looked like the drinks had finally got to her.
"Looks like she's ready for it," suggested my brother, agreeing with my observation.
"Yeah," agreed Tom. He unzipped himself and lowered his jeans, then he moved her knickers aside to allow him access.
"Go for it man," urged Les from mere inches away.
Tom found the right place and pushed forward slowly, then all of a sudden he was fully inserted. "Yes," he sighed.
"Go man, fuck her hard," encouraged my brother.
I could see Tom's white bum thrusting back and forth as he fucked our young sister. I don't know how much Hazel was aware of what was going on, for her head was lolling about on its side, and she was making grunting noises in time with Tom's thrusts.
"Don't come in her, you wanker," ordered my brother. "Here use this," and he threw Tom a condom.
"Yeah thanks man," grunted Tom, who pulled out long enough to roll it on, then he pushed back inside her.
"Les, get Tom's Polaroid camera," my brother yelled out, "this needs to be recorded."
"Yeah, good idea mate," he responded, letting go her limp wrists and coming up with the required item in seconds.
Two flashes later Tom had come.
"Get out of the way, it's my turn," said an inpatient Les, handing over the camera to my brother. He quickly replaced Tom between our sister's legs, rolled on a condom and thrust into her. My brother put the camera up to his eye and it flashed. "Yeah man, she's nice and tight," Les observed. "Great tits too," he added with his hands filled with her twin orbs. He didn't last long at all; ten hard thrusts and he pulled out with a long sigh. "Yeah, that was great, man," he said.
I thought that would be it, but I was wrong. My brother then got up, handed the camera back to Les, rolled a condom onto his own hard cock and moved between our sister's still wide open legs.
"Yeah man, give your sister one," laughed Les, putting the camera up to his eye and taking a picture.
My brother thrust in and out for some minutes before he too shot his load. "Yeah, nothing like a bit of incest," he grinned at his two friends.
All three then got up, still laughing, and left her there. I had to hide quickly or they would have caught me. When the coast was clear, I went in and looked down at my half-naked sister. She was now completely out, but boy was she built. Her large tits sagged sideways a little but not much. What I really wanted to do was to get between her legs myself, but I didn't have the nerve. I rearranged her clothes to make her decent. On the floor I found a number of discarded pictures. I picked them up and then I carried my sister into the spare bedroom. I lay down and put my arms around her. Soon I drifted off into troubled sleep.
Next morning we all awoke to terrible headaches. Hazel's was the worse, but she didn't mention anything about last night's ordeal, so neither did I. I hid the pictures in my clothes and we all went home. Hazel went straight to the bathroom and had a long soak and I hid the pictures in my room.
Some weeks later, I was at home alone when Hazel came in from school. She changed and then she knocked on my bedroom door.
"Can I come in for awhile?" she asked.
"Sure sis," I said.
She sat down on my bed and looked troubled. "Terry," she said, "can I asked you something?"
"Sure sis," I replied, half-knowing what was coming.
"That night, you know, when we all went to town," she said, "please tell me what happened later? All I know is I went out a virgin and when I came home, I was not." I sat still for some time, not knowing what to say. "Please Terry," she said with a tear in her eyes, "I need to know, OK?"
"Sure sis," I said, "I don't know for sure, but you were kissing with Tom."
"Tom, oh yuck," she said in disgust, "it would have to be him. Thanks brother," she said leaning over and kissing me. I could feel her large tits against my arm.
I thought she would be happy with that, but I was wrong.
"So why didn't you tell me about Les then?" she said entering my room without knocking a couple of days later.
"What?" I stammered. "Look sis, I was being sick in the loo all night. I don't know what went on."
"Well, it appears that I was assaulted by Tom and Les, and there appears to be some photographs to proof it," she said angrily, but her tears not far away.
"Sorry sis," I said inadequately.
"Yeah, so am I," she cried. "If those pictures surface, I don't know what I'll do."
"But they won't," I started to say, but then I stopped realising what I had said.
It took her two heartbeats before she turned on me. "So where are they, brother?" she said forcefully. "Hand them over now."
"Please sis, I just found them on the floor and picked them up," I said lamely.
"Now," she said softly but with venom. I handed them over and, when she looked at them, the entire colour drained from her face. "Oh no." She dropped the pictures and hid her face in her hands. I put my arm around her shoulders to comfort her, but she shook me off. "Get off," she shouted, "I suppose you want to fuck me too," she said and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.
I picked up the eight small squares of cardboard and put them back where I had got them.
For two days she fumed alone in her room, then....
"Can I come in please?" she asked.
"Sure sis," I replied, happy she was talking to me again.
"I'm sorry Terry," she said, "I know it's not your fault. It's that pervert brother of ours that caused all this. Did I tell you that he used to try to touch me all the time? It got so bad, in the end, I had to give him a good mouthful. Anyway, there's nothing I can do about it now, so I best live with it."
"Yeah, I'm sorry I couldn't stop it," I said.
"Yeah me too," she sighed, "but we both know they wouldn't have let you get in the way of their pleasure. I'm sorry I shouted at you," she said giving me a big hug. My trousers suddenly tightened. "I suppose I should make it a full house and let you and Dad fuck me too, and perhaps Mum as well," she said lightheartedly.
"I don't know about Mum and Dad," I said with a laugh, "but I'd like to."
"Yeah right," she smiled, "I can see that," pointing at my bulge.
"It's nice to see you smile again sis," I said.
"Thanks," her smile got bigger. "Seeing that you still have all those naughty pictures of me, perhaps I have to let you fuck me after all."
THE END
