Brother And Sister Illicit Love Ch 01

Laney heard her brother had dropped out of college six months ago, but he hadn't moved back home. He still lived with his housemates from uni, probably using up the last of his maintenance loan. Grandma had no idea he had stopped studying, and Laney wasn't sure how to break the news to her. She saw Red sometimes, after lectures had finished, waiting outside the gates, always smoking a cigarette and talking to some girl. He was there right now, but he hadn't come to say hello. It had been three days since she started at uni, and he hadn't even looked for her. Red hadn't even replied to her texts when she had told him that she was moving to Cambridge. Laney looked and saw his red motorbike was parked nearby, her brother was leaning back against a tree, his friends were all standing around him, talking and laughing.

"You're Red's sister, aren't you?" Laney turned to look at a freckled girl with glasses, clutching a bundle of books to her chest, chewing her lower lip nervously.

"Yeah." Laney confirmed, her eyes flicked towards her brother and then back to the girl. "Who are you?"

"I-I'm Nora, I'm in your class." The ginger girl trailed off, waiting for Laney to recognise her, when no reply came she continued, "I'm taking English Lit, I sat behind you in Baird's lecture?"

"Oh, yeah. Right." Laney pretended to remember.

"How's induction?"

"Oh, fine. You know. Just getting used to how big the place is and where to go." Laney checked her phone and looked out the gate towards her brother, he had his left arm around a blonde girl's shoulder, and in his right hand was a fag. He took a long drag and blew the smoke out in a series of rings.

"Yeah, right." The girl chuckled nervously and pushed her glasses back up her nose. "But Red goes here too right, so you must know the place a little bit."

"Not really, I didn't really visit the campus when he started."

"Oh." Nora chewed her lip, "Well, are you going to Revs tonight? If you were... well, I thought we could go together, since we're on the same course. I could give you my number? You could invite Red, too."

Laney put her phone back in her pocket, "Maybe, I don't think Revs is really his thing. That's more for freshers. But sure, I'll ask him." She turned to leave.

"Wait," Nora stepped forwards, "my number."

"Oh yeah." Laney turned back around. She wasn't sure she wanted to be seen with someone like Nora, who dressed like she was about twelve, especially in freshers week, but it couldn't hurt to make some friends. She had only made one so far, Sarah, and the week was already half over. "Just add me on Insta, my tag is LaneyRain."

"This one?" Nora showed her her screen.

"That's the one."

"Okay, thanks. I'll add you. See you tonight, hopefully." And with a smile Nora was gone.

Laney watched the ginger girl walk off campus. She was chubby and awkward, but she seemed sweet enough. The girl made moon eyes at her brother, but that was nothing new. Girls loved his motorbike and leather jacket, and most of all his reputation.

"Hey you," she felt a hand pinch her ass. Laney spun around but it was only Sarah. Laney swung her backpack at her playfully, hitting her on the shoulder.

"Where were you?" Laney chided, "You're skiving already and it's the first week."

"We've been invited to a party tonight. A house party. You know Jake? Well it's his friends party. There are lots of third years going."

"What kind of party?" Laney raised an eyebrow.

"The kind we want to go to. I've got so much gossip for you, come on. Let's walk." Sarah grabbed her arm and marched her off campus, she waved at Red's friend Ken as they walked past. Ken waved back but Red seemed almost not to see them. "What is with him?" Sarah whispered, "Does he hate you or something?"

"I don't know. He's been off with me ever since he went to uni. He doesn't reply to my texts. I'm worried about him."

"Hmm." Sarah gave her a meaningful look. "Well I heard that Red's been doing loads of drugs. Ket, mandy, coke. And he hangs out with some bad guys."

Laney's lips thinned. "I heard about his friends, but not about the drugs." But I'm not surprised.

"A bunch of them got into trouble on campus, getting into fights, and someone was hospitalised."

"Wait, is that why Red dropped out?

"No... Well, I don't think so. Ken didn't know why. But apparently he got a girl pregnant."

"Shit. And?"

"She's not keeping it."

"Thank god."

"But Red's been sleeping around a lot. He's notorious for it, Red's a BNOC."

"What's a BNOC?"

"A big name on campus."

"God, why does he have to be so reckless. It's worse than in school. Honestly he's just gotten worse and worse... and what's he going to do if he doesn't finish uni? I don't know if grandma will even let him come home when she finds out."

"It's probably a phase. Lots of guys go through a phase at uni. They sleep around, they do all the drugs, but they settle down eventually. Don't worry." Sarah gave her arm a squeeze. "Anyway, the other gossip. So Ken's friend John is sleeping with Aiden's girlfriend. And you know Jack? He slept with Cindy from the Sheringham trip, and she was engaged!"

"What? Engaged? When did she get engaged, she must be what? 19?"

"Yeah. They met at school though and got engaged last year. I think it's off now though. Cindy says she's in love with Jack."

Sarah kept talking as they walked back to their halls, Laney laughed and wondered how she had gotten all this gossip already. When they got back to their flat Sarah knocked on the doors of all their flatmates and offered everyone whiskey and cokes. "Party at 55b!" Sarah's voice echoed down the halls. She texted everyone on their floor and the floors above and below saying pres were at theirs and soon their living room was flooded with people.

...

After four whiskey and cokes Laney opened up to Sarah and two girls from another flat. "And I don't know what happened, but he just started distancing himself from me. It was like suddenly he was too old for me and too cool for me. He went out with his friends and he didn't invite me. We used to do everything together."

"Siblings grow apart, that's normal." Yvette from downstairs said, her voice barely audible behind the din of thirty people all chatting inside their apartment. There were people sat on the counter and the floor. All the chairs were taken. Laney and her friends were all squashed together on the sofa.

"I'm sorry you went through that," Ola, from the flat across the hall, said as she poured Laney another drink, "it sounds like you were really close. That must be hard."

"It was." Laney agreed. "It is."

"It's okay. You have us now." Sarah smiled, hugging all the girls together. She was a bit tipsy. "Come on, let's go out. We'll take your mind off it."

"Yes, let's go dancing. Come on, it's freshers week. You only live once." Ola cheered.

"Amen!" Half the people in the flat agreed,

...

Laney had gotten lost at the house party. She had excused herself to go to the toilet after making out with Red's friend, Sam, on the sofa for a couple of hours. Red had ignored her all night, but she had seen him drinking more and more. At first Laney saw Red with the blonde girl, they were making out and then they disappeared for a while. Later Red came back alone and scowled at her and Sam but they both ignored him. Then Red had disappeared again. From the sounds of things there had been a fight in the back garden, a bunch of guys were shouting and she wondered if Red was involved. Her brother always seemed to be wherever the drama was. Laney wasn't going to let him ruin her fresher's week though, her stomach was full of butterflies. Sam was sexy. He was a third year, and he was tall and muscular. Taller than Red. He wore an oversized denim jacket and his white trainers were brand new and totally spotless. Sam had curly dark hair, a ring in one of his ears and his smile was whiter than his trainers. He looked like something between a K Pop artist and someone off Narcos. She was nervous, he had whispered, "Come back to my place?" and she had said "Yeah, just let me grab my stuff." And then kissed him once more and gone upstairs, pausing only to give him one long greedy look and a smile.

Laney went upstairs to look for her bags. She accidentally caught a couple fucking in the upstairs bathroom, mistaking it for one of the bedrooms. Although there was another couple, two guys, fucking in one of the actual bedrooms. Just as she was praying that she hadn't left her bag underneath the two guys having sex she stumbled into a room full of coats. Laney couldn't find the lightswitch, but there was some light bleeding in from the halway. There was a bed underneath the pile, somewhere. She was sure this was where she left it. And then she saw, glistening like a jewel, her blue handbag full of her stuff peeking out from underneath a black jacket.

Suddenly something -- no someone -- had crashed into her and was pressing her up to a wall. At first she thought it was Jonny who had been coming onto her before Sam, then she realised with surprise it was Red.

"Joe?" Laney never called her brother Red even though everyone else did.

"Laney..." her brother smelled of cigarettes and tequila, but behind that all was the more familiar smell of him. Earthy and clean. The way he smelt when they had cuddled under the blankets together at home on summer nights in the garden, looking up at the stars. "It's you, isn't it?"

"What are you doing?" Laney asked, confused. The blonde girl wasn't with him anymore.

Had she rejected him?

"Why are you hiding up here, did you get into a fight? And why have you been ignoring me?" Laney asked, feeling the cool leather of his jacket against her skin and the warmth of his breath on her neck.

"Laney, I'm drunk." He slurred in her ear.

"I can tell."

"I thought you might come up here." Red sounded almost bashful.

"Well, yeah. My stuff's up here. Along with everyone else's apparently. But I found it and now I'm going home."

"Take me home, Laney?"

"Joe, I don't know where you live." She said frostily. Laney was more than mildly annoyed. It was her freshers week, she was supposed to be having fun. Her brother had been ignoring her texts for months, and ignoring her in person all week, and just as things were going well with Sam her brother comes and ruins it all. Laney squashed down the urge to lash out.

How could I know where you live if you don't speak to me?

"I remember the way. You could walk with me." He sounded like a little boy. Laney didn't much care.

"I was going home with Sam."

"

Sam

." Her brother spat, punching the wall. "Sam's a fucking dickhead."

"I thought Sam was

your

friend." Laney folded her arms.

"My friend who's trying to fuck

my

sister."

"So what if he does?" Laney said defensively, pushing Red away from her. "I'm not a

child

, Joe. I'm an adult."

"You don't know what he's like." Her brother was breathing heavily, his nostrils flared and his hands curled into a fist. She hadn't seen Joe this angry, not for a long time. Not since her first boyfriend had broken up with her and he found her crying about it in her bedroom. Joe had broken his nose the next day. Her brother started pacing the room. He shoved his hands into his pockets and took out a cigarette, lit it up and took a long drag, then let out a huge cloud of smoke which filled the bedroom. Joe didn't even crack a window.

"Why are you acting like this? Maybe I would know more about your life if you actually spoke to me once in a while." Laney flared, "And you shouldn't smoke like that. It's disgusting and you're stinking out the room." Laney folded her arms across her chest.

She expected him to say whatever and brush her off, but instead he said, "Laney... I'm sorry." Red looked at her, and he looked so hurt, and so genuinely sorry, and so painfully lonely that her heart began to soften.

She sighed. "It's fine." It wasn't fine. But she was just glad he was actually speaking to her. Laney sat on the bed and pressed her knees together, she smoothed down the edges of her black dress.

"I'm sorry I ignored you, okay?" her brother said, sitting beside her. "I shouldn't have. I missed you... I just had a lot going on. It's stupid. I'm stupid."

She sighed. "Let's get you home then."

...

After a long walk across Parker's Piece and along Mill Road, and after a lot of fumbling with Red's trousers to find his keys Laney finally got the door of his house open. The lights were off and his flatmates were presumably asleep or still out partying. Laney struggled to get him up the stairs, he could hardly stand and he leaned on her heavily. After what seemed like hours she managed to lay him into, or rather plonk him onto his bed.

"Laney, don't leave me, okay?" His speech still sounded a bit slurred so she got him a glass of water and he gulped it down greedily.

"I'll stay a bit." She whispered, stroking his black hair with gentle fingers. Laney helped him out of his jacket. He still smelt of cigarettes and tequila. Red managed to pull his t-shirt up over his own head and shimmy out of his jeans until he was wearing nothing but his black boxers. Laney took off her high heels and tossed them across the floor.

"I'm so happy you're here, Laney." He whispered in the dark.

"You're drunk, Joe." She giggled and kissed him on the head, and then he surprised her and kissed her full on the lips, passionately, grabbing her waist and pulling her down onto him.

"Joe, what the fuck..." Laney pushed against his chest. She was lying on top of him in the bed and she could feel his cock under her. And he was hard for her, rock hard. "Joe it's me. Your sister."

"I'm drunk Laney, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I tried to stay away, I tried, Laney." He was still holding onto her, she could still feel his cock between her legs, and for some reason she wasn't pulling away. He was drunk, he knew, otherwise he wouldn't have had the courage. If she rejected him he could say he was blackout drunk. Or had gone insane. Or taken a bunch of drugs. Or something.

"What..." Laney looked at her brother, his eyes were so full of pain, and fear, and lust, and behind all that there was love. The love that had always been there. "Joe, you're acting crazy."

His voice broke, "I don't want Sam to fuck you. I don't want anyone to fuck you." He pushed her off him and put his head in his hands. "You don't know what they say about you. How they talk about you... they don't love you. They don't love you like I do." His eyes met hers. "I'm fucked up Laney. I know I am. But I love you. I want you. There it is... I said it."

"Joe..." Laney didn't know what to do, she reached out a hand towards him and he grabbed at it like a dying man, pressing her hand against his cheek. "I don't know what to say..." and yet she wasn't disgusted, for the first time she looked at her brother and really saw him. Saw his body, half naked, his bare chest and the corded muscles of his arms, his full lips and his sweet brown eyes looking up at her like a wounded puppy's.

"Laney," he whispered and got up, kneeling in front of her. His duvet slid off him and she could see his cock jutting out under his boxers. Joe slid a hand inside and freed his cock. He started jerking himself off slowly. Laney watched him and felt her body respond. Her brother's cock was meaty and thick, but not too long. A good size, she found herself thinking and wetness suddenly pooled between her thighs. "Do you want this?" Joe whispered in a husky voice, tugging on his cock slowly, sliding his foreskin up and down. His bellend glistening wetly as white pearls of precum oozed from the tip. Her brother moved towards her, letting go of his cock and moving his hand to her hand. He took hold of it and placed it on his cock.

Laney didn't stop him. His cock was hot to the touch. It throbbed in her hand. She found herself pumping it up and down and the heat in her womb grew hotter as she felt her underwear soak through. Laney had never been wetter. "Joe..."

"Fuck, Laney... that's it." He hissed as her little hands worked his cock. Suddenly her brother was upon her, his hands tearing at her dress, pulling it up over her head and throwing it onto the floor, freeing her breasts and then his mouth was on them. He sucked her nipples, rolled them in his mouth, bit them. Laney gasped and cradled his head to her breast, opening her legs as his hands found her wetness. She was so hot and so slick it didn't take long. And then her brothers fingers were inside her, sliding in and out of her and she could feel his cock still in her hands, thrusting impatiently.

"Joe... what are you doing to me?"

"Fuck, Laney.. so good.. you're so good. Please. Please let me put it in. Let me love you."

"Joe, I don't know..." she said breathlessly, and yet she was spreading her legs for him, and her brother was positioning himself at her slit, and then the tip was rubbing against her mound, and her clit and then up and down her slick wet cleft.

"God, please, Laney. Please..."

"Joe, we can't. We can't." She put a hand protectively over her hole and another against his chest, pushing him off her. "This is crazy. If you put it in me then..."

then it's incest. Then I've fucked my brother. Then I've let my brother put his cock inside my pussy. Then we can't go back.

"We can't do that, if we do it can't be undone."

"Laney, please. I won't make you do anything, but I know you want me. Your pussy is so wet, look..." and he rubbed his cock into her some more to prove his point, just enough to put pressure on her, just enough to make her feel it. The heat and his hardness and the desperation he felt in his love for her. "Feel how hard you make me? You see what you do to me? I had to stay away... do you understand? But I can't Laney. I can't."

He kissed her then, and she kissed him back. Joe's tongue found hers and then she was spreading her legs and her hands came away and she was moaning even as they kissed. Laney could feel her brother's cock pushing it's way into her, it was thick and he went slowly. And even the slightest pressure felt so good against her aching slit that all thoughts of should we and consequences fell out of her head. There was only lust. And she cried out as the head of her brother's cock parted her pussy lips and slipped inside. Laney realised how much she had missed him. How much she loved him. How much she had always wanted him.

It's in

, Laney thought,

now there's no going back.

It's in

, Joe thought to himself with elation,

now she's mine. She's finally mine.

"Laney," Joe whispered breathlessly, the feeling of the tip being squeezed by her, being wrapped up in her womanly heat was making him wild with lust, "are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"Y-yeah," she admitted, "a bit."

"I'm gonna go slow, okay?" Joe held her by the waist and slowly pushed his cock into her, inch by inch. "Fuck, you're so tight..." He groaned. Joe looked down at her. She was gorgeous. He loved her tiny waist, he loved her sweet little breasts, he loved the smoothness of her skin, he loved the softness of her belly, he loved how fucking sweet and tight and inviting her pink slit looked as she streched open to welcome his cock. It took everything in him not to drive his cock all the way into her, he was so desperate to cum. But his sister was exquisite. Hot. Wet. Tight. And so so beautiful. Her brown eyes looked up at him with adoration and lust. Her pink lips parted as she gasped every time he slid deeper into her, every time he sank another inch into her hole. "I want you," he whispered, and he felt her pussy open for him. "Only you, Laney." And then her hands were pulling him in deeper. Her nails dug into his ass in her desperation. Joe looked down at her pert little breasts and took a dark pink nipple into his mouth, sucking hungrily. His sister moaned and he sank his cock a little deeper. He was nearly all the way in.