**This is my first attempt at writing any form of incest story. This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. This is just the first part of the series, I've had many ideas on how to progress with this story, or if you have any please let me know. Please send me some feedback or ideas via my profile.
And without further ado, let's get on with the story...
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I've always had a thing for guys who I'm always told to stay away from. Most of my past boyfriends were either the typical "bad boys" or older guys. I guess I just like the thrill of giving society the finger. It shouldn't come as any surprise, then, that I've always been attracted to the men of my family.
Even since I was a young girl, before I knew about sex and lust, I always felt a form of attraction towards the males in my family. My very first crush was on my Dad, Peter. I can remember clearly being a young girl straddling him and giving him pecks on the mouth and pretending to be his girlfriend whilst he watched the TV with my Mum. You might think this is weird, but you haven't seen my Dad. And just like a good wine, he's aged well. Standing at 6ft with hazel brown eyes to die for and well kept brown hair, with grey streaks appearing on his temples, my Dad is a proper dilf. There's been many an evening where I pretended to problems with my math homework just so he would come into my room and use his accountant skills to help me through. Personally, I just loved the contact when he'd kiss my forehead. Now, approaching my 21st birthday, I still have that crush on him. Except it's not just my heart that longs for him, now the rest of my body does too.
My twin brother, Nick, and I are very lucky to have our birthday towards the start of June. That meant that when growing up, lots of kids would come to our birthday parties to celebrate both our birthday and the end of school for the summer. As teens, it meant that everyone wanted a good party to celebrate being finished with exams, and Nick and I were happy to oblige them by throwing great parties.
This year, the summer has been particularly warm. After my three-hour drive home from my college, I take full advantage of the sun by hauling my suitcases up to my bedroom, throwing on a bikini to cover my perky ass and 32d breasts and head outside to the pool. I dive in and let the water cool down my hot skin. I let myself float to the surface and watch the clouds moving by. I smile and let my body relax in the silence. Nobody is home, which is good because I was just too sweaty to be dealing with anyone. Dad and my older brother, Anthony, are at work and won't be home for at least another two hours, Nick is still on the way home from his college, and Sean, my younger brother, is still at school. So nobody can disturb me.
After a while, I get out and lie down on one of the sun loungers next to the pool and let the water drops evaporate from my body. As the last of the water disappears with a small sizzling sensation, I hear the back door sliding open.
"Hey, you're back early", I hear a deep voice say.
I open my eyes and see Nick smiling over at me. Nick, just like me, takes after my Dad. We both have the hazel eyes and brown hair. We differentiate, though, when it comes to height. Nick got his height from Dad's side of the family and stands at 5ft11. As for me, I take after my Mum's side, being only 5ft5. I stand up and walk over to give my twin a hug.
"Hey you, there wasn't much traffic so I made it back in good time. How are you?"
"I'm good. Better now that I'm home. Is everyone still out?"
"Yup, nobody was here when I got back anyways. So, excited to be turning the big two-one tomorrow?"
"Oh yeah, can't wait. I'm just sad that Mum won't be here to see it."
"I'm the same."
Mum died after a long battle with ovarian cancer eight years ago.
Talking about Mum always brings a few tears to my eyes, and in seeing them now, Nick embraces me. He squeezes me to his chest and I can feel the muscles hidden beneath his t-shirt. I look up into his hazel eyes as he brings his face closer to mine. Bringing a hand to cup my cheek, he kisses me. The kiss is light but soon I feel his usual hunger come alive. I open my mouth and let his tongue snake inside. Our tongues recommence the battle they last fought the last time we were together. Nick swings me around and presses me against the glass pane of the door. His hands start to explore my body, moving down from my neck to my breasts. Pressing his groin against mine, I can feel his hard cock straining against his shorts. As he moves to untie my bikini, I stop him.
"Stop it. Sean will be back from school soon."
"Then we'll give him a show."
"Come on, Nick, I'm being serious."