Chapter One
'Ten.... Nine.... Eight.... Seven.... Six.... Five.... Four.... Three.... Two.... One.... Happy New Year'
The sounds of "Big Ben" echoed through the large auditorium as everyone cheered and threw streamers into the air. Simon pulled Gina in close, their lips meeting as they kissed, 'Happy New Year,' he mouthed at her, the noise in the hall, far too loud for normal conversation as students broke into a chorus of "Auld Lang Syne". Gina was tipsy, plenty of alcohol had been smuggled into the proceedings, and she had liberally partaken of the falling down juice as he pointed her towards the patio doors, reasoning that a little bit of fresh air was probably what she needed right now and at the same time, motioning to his sister Samantha to head in the same direction. Simon and Sam were twins and Gina, besides being his girlfriend was also Sam's best friend.
It felt good to escape the noise and the heat of the bodies crushed together inside, the cold air refreshing all three of them. He went to kiss Gina again, but she stopped him, 'What about Sam? She hasn't had her New Year kiss yet,' she giggled drunkenly.
Simon turned and gave his sister a peck on the cheek, 'Happy New Year Sam,' he started to say but was interrupted by his girlfriend.
'That is not a kiss, I meant a proper one, look! Like this.' She grabbed his sister, pulling her close as Simon watched in amazement, their lips coming together as they kissed passionately, their hands caressing each other's bodies as their mouths twisted and turned. Gina's hands finally coming to rest on his sister's buttocks, squeezing her cheeks firmly.
At last, they broke apart, turning towards him and laughing, 'That's what I meant' said Gina, 'Now it's your turn.'
Gina pushed Sam at him and then took his hands and arms, wrapping them around Sam's waist. 'Go on, kiss her.' Simon felt embarrassed as he closed his eyes and moved his face towards his sister's, trying to pretend it was Gina. He felt his lips touch hers, and then her tongue was exploring his mouth, her hand on the back of his head pulling him towards her as she kissed him sexily. Gina, standing behind Sam, grabbed his hands and started to move them up and down his sister's body, finally placing them on her buttocks. Simon, now immersed in the kiss, forgot who he was holding as his hands squeezed the cheeks of her arse. He moved them upwards to her waist and then across her ribs, heading towards her breasts, his cock hard, as he found himself pushing it against her pubic bone.
Suddenly, he was pulled backwards, 'Down boy, that's the wrong girl you are about to touch up,' Gina cried out, laughing loudly and not at all perturbed that he had been on the cusp of actually touching Sam.
He felt his face grow hot, knowing that he must be blushing while Samantha looked at him coyly, her eyes every so often glancing down at his groin. Simon was more embarrassed by the fact that he had begun to enjoy the kiss and that the feel of his sister's body held tight against his own had caused a stirring down below.
The party had started to wind down as Simon went back indoors and retrieved the girl's coats, knowing that it was his responsibility to ensure that they all got home safely. The walk to Gina's home only took a couple of minutes and Sam waited patiently while he said goodnight to her. As they headed towards home, she took his arm, cuddling in close. Simon's head was full of jumbled thoughts, suddenly wondering if his sister was gay.
'Have you and Gina kissed before?' he asked. Sam started laughing, 'We have done it a couple of times, just messing about, it shocks people.' Simon nodded, thinking to himself that although his sister was strikingly pretty, he had never seen her with a boyfriend.
'I apologise for Gina,' he said, 'she can be a bit full-on at times.'
Sam laughed again, 'It was only a bit of fun,' she did not add that it had begun to arouse her.
'And I'm sorry about the kiss,' he continued, 'it must have been awful.'
Samantha stopped, now it was her turn to look embarrassed, 'That was my fault I'm afraid. Gina is always telling me what a good kisser you are, and I asked her what it felt like?' She hesitated before continuing. 'She said that she was going to arrange something, but I thought she was just teasing me. Anyway, dear brother, she is correct, you are nice to kiss...... and you seemed to be enjoying it,' she said hurriedly, her gaze flicking down to his groin for a second as she started giggling.
Simon went red again and stuttered, making his sister laugh out loud before she suddenly became serious, 'You could try it again.... only if you wanted to.' He looked at her with consternation, wondering if she was pulling his leg, but she looked as though she had meant what she said.
'You're serious, aren't you? He asked, Sam, refusing to look him in the face as she cast her eyes downwards.
With trepidation, he took her in his arms, their lips coming together, this time though, it was his tongue, exploring her mouth. He could smell the shampoo on her hair and the perfume she wore, he tasted the alcohol on her breath and felt the warmth of her body pressing against his. Within seconds, Simon had forgotten that it was his sister as his hands explored her body, the curve of her buttocks, the slimness of her hips and waist, and as they moved upwards, he caught the swell of her breasts. Samantha was more direct; she could feel the expanding bulge in his trousers and her hand made a beeline straight to it, Simon taking a sudden intake of breath as her hand moved up and down his expanding length. As they separated, he knew that what he was feeling was wrong, but the desire to make love to his sister was overpowering. Their house was nearly within sight, and despite his sudden urge, reason told him that outside at this time of year was certainly not the place for any kind of dalliance, he just hoped their mother was in bed and fast asleep.
They were both disappointed when they got home to find their mother still up and waiting for them. She asked all of the usual questions, did they have a good night? Who was there? Was Gina well? Did he make sure she got home alright? Eventually, ushering them both up to their beds. Simon undressed and settled down before switching off his bedside light, his mind replayed the evening's events, he had kissed his sister twice, the second time of his own volition and had even thought of having sex with her. It took him a while to settle, but eventually, he managed to fall asleep, his dreams lurid, and what Samantha was doing to him had his cock hard and erect. The room was dark, and something had woken him, as he surfaced from sleep, he felt a hand resting on his stomach, which then slowly moved downwards towards his groin as a voice whispered in his ear, 'Hush, .... You didn't think you were getting away that easily, did you?'
His cock was hard as Sam's fingers encircled it, gripping it firmly and sliding the skin up and down as she slowly masturbated him. He sensed the heat of her naked body against his own as he turned on his side to face her, now feeling her breath on his face as their mouths met and his hand found her breast, cupping it gently before giving it a firm squeeze, his fingers twisting her nipple, causing it to harden and his sister to sigh loudly. Moving his hand downwards across her tummy, his fingers encountered the soft downy hair between her legs and then finally the lips of her vagina, already open and moist as he slid a finger inside her, loving the way she moaned as he inserted it. Unhurriedly he fingered her fanny, her excitement growing as his thumb rubbed her clitoris and she buried her head into his shoulder, biting at his flesh as she suddenly climaxed, her legs and hips shaking vigorously as his fingers continued to penetrate her.
'Fuck me, Simon. Please, I want you to fuck me, I want your cock inside me' she whispered breathlessly to him.
He moved her over into the centre of his bed before kneeling between her thighs, Sam grasping at his cock as she positioned it against her open fanny. Gently he sank into her, having to tell her several times to 'Hush,' as her moans grew louder. Fucking her slowly, he was aware that he must be cautious, his bed tended to creak when he had sex in it and so he must be careful with his mother in the next room. The last thing they needed at that moment was for her to wake up and come to investigate what the noises were. Samantha gripped his buttocks, pulling him into her with each thrust of his hips. She could feel how hot his cock felt inside her fanny, her muscles gripping him tightly and trying to hold him inside her forever. He was big, and she had been unsure as to whether she could take all of him, but he had been slow and gentle, and she was overjoyed when she had managed to fit his shaft inside her vagina. She wanted to cry out loud as his cock sank into her flesh once more, she could feel that her climax was imminent and wanted him to fuck her harder but she too realised, that they must be quiet.
Simon was also reaching the point of no return, he increased his momentum as much as he dared and was rewarded as Sam arched her back, trying her best to muffle her cries as she came again. The feel of her climaxing was too much for him and with a groan of his own, he felt his cock twitch and ejaculate, his hot spunk filling her fanny. He fucked her as long as he dared, before, exhausted, he flopped down beside her, his chest heaving as he drew in much-needed oxygen.
Simon opened his eyes and glanced at his bedside clock, horrified to suddenly realise that it was nearly five in the morning, 'Sam, Sam,' he whispered urgently, 'You had better get back to your room and try and get some sleep before mum decides to get us up.'
Reluctantly, and still half a sleep, she got out of his bed and blowing him a kiss, tiptoed back to her room. He closed his eyes for a minute and the next thing he realised, was that the clock said ten. Getting out of bed, he slipped on his dressing-gown before making his way to the bathroom, looking in on his sister as he went. 'Come on sleepyhead, it's time to get up.'