Author's note: The following story depicts an incestuous sexual encounter between two consenting adults in vivid detail. Enjoy!
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It'd been five years since we'd been to the movies, restaurants or amusement parks... five long years since our last act of tomfoolery that horrified kids and grannies alike; my little sister -- Alice.
"I need you to go out- get into trouble... study, date, party and live your own life." I'd said to her at the airport, hoping she'd learn to make it on her own.
"I can't." She wailed and pulled me in a tight hug.
"Alice..." I patted her back comfortingly, struggling to remain composed.
Alice had always had trouble making friends. And dating? The poor thing could hardly talk to boys without turning red like a tomato. I'm not saying she wasn't a fun person. She's the most fun person I know. It's just that she has social anxiety and doesn't open up to new people easily.
From the time she was born to this moment of my departure, her only true friend had been I. 'Two peas in a pod', they'd call us.
Such unconventional sibling love however, didn't sit well with everyone. We were made fun of, bullied and even boycotted from social circles because we were 'weird'. Even though I'd lost a bunch of 'friends' and 'girlfriends' along the way, I couldn't care less. Alice and I had each other.
Life moves fast though. When I turned eighteen, I had to move abroad for five years to study medicine. Moving away from my beloved baby sister was tough... akin to being split in half. But for years I'd mentally prepared myself for this inevitable moment when we'd have to part ways.
I wiped the tears from her moist cheeks and kissed her forehead for the last time. The mischief in her hazel eyes was replaced with tears of longing.
"We'll celebrate Christmas together." I smiled. "Be a good girl, a'ight?"
"Yes... yes, I will." She smiled, granting me the strength I needed to bid farewell.
Destiny had other plans, however...
Soon after I left, her grades fell and she got into fights, stabbing a bully in the eyes on one occasion. Such a blow to her credentials meant she had to be transferred to a sketchy boarding school for troubled youth hundreds of miles from home, which enforced strict rules and did not offer vacations.
Christmas for the next four years was a far cry from what I had planned.
The gift of reunion presented itself five years later though, with me graduating from medical school and Alice graduating from high school. I was almost turning twenty four, and Alice nineteen, older than I was when I'd left. The flight home was a restless ordeal, you can guess why.
Amidst the enormous crowd at the airport, my eyes searched for...
"Alice!" I waved and rushed towards the petite figure sprinting towards me. Dodging people and carts, I wrapped her in a tight hug.
Flowing hair, plump lips and a slim face marked by acne... that was my Alice.
"Leo... you're back!" she squealed.
"How've you been, young lady?"
"Get in the car. We have tons to catch up on."
***
Alice drove, keeping me at the edge of my seat.
"How was boarding school?" I asked.
"Horrible. How was med-school?" She said, eyes trained on the road.
"Med-school ain't no picnic either."
"Figured. Dating? How many girls did you ruin?" She chuckled.
"I'm an old player. But I've settled on one- Stephanie. What 'bout you, kiddo?"
"Um, yeah..." She hesitated. "...about that..."
"I totally understand if-"
"Derek." She said, "His name is Derek."
"Whoa, that's- I'm proud of you."
"Thanks." She blushed.
Our neighborhood had been dressed up for Christmas with trees, lights and decorations. For the first time in the last five years, the holiday actually felt alive, and my smile wasn't faked.
Back home, we wasted no time and started on fun that was long overdue.
***
There certainly was something different about Alice. She didn't rely on me but instead took charge most of the times, coming up with plans for movies, dinners, bars and hanging out. No longer was she confined to her bedroom in a hoodie, curled up with blankets and books. She was a confident young woman now, eager to mingle.
Apart from that, I was a bit alarmed by her eagerness to express fondness for me through physical advances. Caressing my hands in the dark theater, insisting on sharing a straw and snuggling in a blanket was just the tip of the iceberg compared to what was about to come. I could've stopped her back then, yet I didn't. Why? I had no idea how far things would escalate. Or maybe... somewhere deep inside, I too was enjoying this newfound intimacy my lovely Alice was showering me with.
On New Year's Eve, Brenda- a girl in our neighborhood hosted a teens and young adult's party that we were invited to. While I did expect familiar faces, a lot of new people had moved into the area since I had left. Nonetheless, I agreed to go when Alice insisted.
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"Wow..." I stared in disbelief as she walked out dressed in a stunning black satin gown which contrasted against her rosy skin. The dark eyeliner highlighted her big hazel eyes while the lipstick accentuated her ruby lips. She wore minimal jewelry- a pair of matching earrings and a necklace that rested over the tip of cleavage peeking out of the gown. The amount of skin was certainly teasing, but it was by no means vulgar.
"Shall we?" Her heels clicked as she approached me, adjusted my bowtie and straightened my coat.
"Yes, yes..." I cleared my throat as I broke out of my trance. We locked arms and walked outside. I felt Alice shivering as the chilly winter air blew across the busy street.
"You sure you're willing to freeze to death?"
"Depends." She looked at me coyly, "How do I look?"
"Stunning."
"Then it's worth it."
Brenda's house was huge, with a lawn and fountain illuminated by fancy lights. Young couples in suits and gowns hung outside, sipping their drinks and chitchatting in groups. Faint music emanated from inside the house. I peered across the lawn for any familiar faces. But there wasn't anybody I knew.
"Any of these guys your friends?" I asked.
"Nope." She shook her head. "Let's make them our friends."
"You sure you're up for this?" I cocked an eyebrow.
She nodded.
I grabbed us two glasses of champagne and we headed for a group of about ten people chatting and laughing in a circle.
A few of them took notice, smiled and greeted us.
A couple introductions later we had eased into the conversation about internet trends and celebrity gossip, until...
"Are you guys dating?" A guy asked.
"Actually, we-" I started.
"Yes, we just got together a month ago." Alice spoke. Alarm bells went off inside my head. I was stunned. She grasped my hand, squeezing tightly.
"Well, to Leo and Alice!" They toasted. I plastered a smile and clinked glasses.
After chatting for a couple minutes, we finished our drinks and excused ourselves from the group.
"Why'd you do that?" I whispered furiously.
"Most of the people here have brought dates... so I thought-"
"Thought that it'd be okay for you to pretend we're dating? I'm your brother for fuck's sake."
"None of these people know us!"
"Does that make it okay?"
"I-I'm sorry." She hung her head. "I didn't think this through."
"It's alright... I just need to clear my head... wanna refill?"
"Yes, please."
Another drink later, we headed inside. The music was actually quite loud inside, and it took a while for my eardrums to get accustomed to the assault.
Alice said she'd be okay on her own and we headed separate ways. I met a couple of more people, mostly late teens and a few who were still in college. I thought I was the oldest until I met a resident surgeon who had come with his wife. He turned out to be someone I could relate to, and we drank and ate, chatting about developments in medicine and surgery.
A couple of drinking games later, the night was almost drawing to a close when a chubby girl, presumably Brenda drew everyone's attention. It was announced that the night would conclude with a couple's dance.
I was reluctant... but when Alice looked at me with her pleading eyes, I thought fuck it... no one knew we were siblings. And maybe I did want to dance with her.
One hand on her bare shoulder, I locked my fingers with hers and we gently glided across the smooth marble floor. Her eyes sparkled with the mischief I knew too well, our bodies moving harmoniously with the flow of music. These mystic moments were surreal, and the happiness on her face gave life to my movements.
I twirled her around and caught the small of her back. The surroundings soon blurred into oblivion and the music faded, as all my attention was focused on the rhythm of our movements and the lone jewel of sweat trickling down her cheek. She caught my hand, placing it lower. I was a bit surprised, but I went with the flow. As we gained momentum, we swirled in circles, eyes locked... and then followed with a graceful dip. Her ruby lips were curved into a smile, inches away from mine.
This moment right here... was the spark that changed our relationship forever.
She grabbed my face, locking her lips with mine. I was stunned as she kissed me passionately, exploring my mouth with urgency, dizzying me with her strong scent. I shut my eyes... shivering as her plump lips brushed against my skin and her taste trickled into my mouth. She smiled coyly as she pulled back, leaving me flushed and gasping for air.
Sudden cheers and claps from around us drew my attention. We were the last ones left on the floor, while others cheered and clapped at our public display of passion. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I cast my gaze at the floor.
