Chapter 1: The Storm
Sarah and Michael huddled close together under the blanket they had wrapped around them. The 18 year old twins were alone in the house. Their mother had left a week ago to go shopping and never returned.
Now even thought they are twins, looking at them you would never guess it. Sarah is 5'2" and maybe 100lbs with long strawberry blonde hair that falls almost to her butt and ice blue eyes. She has a nice set of tits that she is very proud of but they have never been touched by outside hands.
Michael on the other hand is 6' even around 170. He takes after their unknown father. His night black hair is cut just above his shoulders and he has his father's bright green eyes.
18 years ago the twin's mother had a one night stand with a trucker and 9 months later she had the twins. She has raised them the best she could as a single parent and believed she has done a good job. Both twins would graduate at the top of their class and both had been accepted at a nearby college.
Anyway, our twins were curled up in front of the fireplace as a blizzard blew outside their window. The power is out so they are staying near the fire trying to keep warm.
"That wood ain't gonna get us through the night." Michael said throwing their last piece on the fire and watching it catch.
Sarah looked at him. "Michael. You can't go outside, you'll freeze." The wood pile was in the shed behind the house.
He smiled at her. "I'll be fine. I'll bundle up really well." He slipped out from under the blanket, wrapping it tightly around her. He walked back to his cold bedroom. He pulled on a sweater and his hiking boots, and then came back to the living room as he pulled on a heavy winter coat. "Don't let anyone in the house."
She nodded then watched as he grabbed a flashlight and headed towards the kitchen.
She huddled closer to the fire as she waited for him to return.
Michael pushed his way through the blinding snow and wind to get to the shed. He flipped on the flashlight so he could see what he was doing and gathered up a huge armful before heading back to the house.
When he had the kitchen door slammed behind him, he stood there a minute then made his way back to the living room. "This ought to keep us through the night." he said dropping the pile into the wood box. He stripped out of his jacket, sweater and boots then climbed back under the blanket with his sister holding it tightly around them.
"Where do you think mom is?" Sarah asked after they watched the fire in silence for a few minutes.
Michael sighed. "I don't know. I hope she is okay and not stuck out in this though." He wrapped his arms protectively around her, pulling her against his hard body. His hands brushed against her breasts but neither noticed.
"Michael. I'm cold." Sarah cried snuggling closer to him as he wrapped the blanket tighter around them.
"Do you want me to get another blanket?" He asked holding her shivering body in his arms. They had their mother's queen sized quilt wrapped around them. It was the warmest blanket they owned. He figured she was more afraid of the storm then she was cold but he wasn't going to ask her about it.
"I don't think it will help." she whimpered against his chest. "I can't stop shivering."
Michael felt her breath against him and her breasts pressing against his arm as she pressed herself against him. He moaned when he felt his cock starting to rise in his pajama bottoms.
"Are you okay?" She asked climbing onto his lap with her legs wrapped around his waist as she pressed her body against his trying to get the shivering to stop.
Michael didn't answer; he was suddenly shivering to but knew it wasn't from the cold. The bottom of his sister's cotton nightgown was bunched around her waist and her bare pussy was pressing against his cock. "God why wasn't she wearing any underwear?" he asked himself.
Sarah huddled even closer to him; she buried her face against his bare chest as she pressed her breasts against him and rubbed her pussy against his cock.
Michael groaned again as his cock continued to harden. She didn't seem to notice this time though. "Michael, I can't stop shivering. Warm me up." She whimpered pressing even closer to him.
Michael let out a ragged groan as he wrapped his arms around her and shoved her onto her back on the floor as he covered her body with his own. He knew she would probably hate him in the morning but he was so hot right now he didn't care. "Michael what are you...?" she got out just before his lips locked on hers.
She gasped into his mouth as he slid his tongue into her open mouth. She beat against his back then suddenly moaned as she melted into the kiss. Michael softened it so his tongue was caressing hers as his hands moved down over her body.
She felt her nightgown lifted and started to stiffen but Michael just nipped at her lips until she relaxed again. She felt her nightgown bunch around her neck and under her arms then his hands cup her breasts. She moaned into his mouth as he massaged them with his hands.
"Michael, we shouldn't..." She started to say when he released her lips then gasped again when he took one of her nipples into his mouth. "Michael..." She cried looking down at his head with his mouth sucking on her breast. "Michael, this isn't right. You're my brother."
Michael ignored her protests as he loved her breast with his mouth. His tongue swirled over her nipple making her moan, "Oh Michael." She purred as he sucked gently on her nipple, while his hand squeezed and massaged her other breast.
When his hand moved down over her stomach and between her legs, she tried to close them but he wouldn't let her. He shoved a leg between her legs, holding them open as his hand continued its journey. "Michael you shouldn't be touching me." She cried trying to close her legs but unable to.
His hand slid down further until he spread her lower lips open, dipping his finger over her clit. "Michael...you shouldn't touch my...Oh my." She cried as he flicked her clit with his finger. "Oh god Michael, That feels so good."
He continued to suck at her nipple as he left his thumb playing with her clit and drove his hand further down her body until he came to her slit.
When he slid a finger inside her, Sarah whimpered with need. "Oh god, No...we can't do this." But the hands that had been pushing at him were suddenly pulling him closer, not pushing him away.
Michael moaned against her breast as he slowly slid his finger in and out of her. Sarah lay there mewling as his mouth finally left her breast and traveled down her body.
Michael what are you...Oh my god." She screamed at the first touch of his mouth. "No, that definitely isn't right; your mouth doesn't belong there." She pulled at his head but she couldn't pull him away.
When his tongue moved rapidly over her clit, she cried out and stopped trying to pull him away. Instead, she lifted her hips against him as she tugged at his hair, pulling him closer to her body.
Michael growled against her pussy when he felt her give in. He slid a second finger inside her and started plowing her slit hard and fast.
"Oh god, don't stop." She cried pulling his head closer to her pussy as she humped hard against him. "I know it's wrong but god it feels so good.
Michael nibbled at her clit as he continued to hammer his fingers inside her. He stretched her out with his fingers working her to be able to accept his cock which was throbbing madly in his pajama bottoms.
Sarah's eyes were closed as her brother drove her body closer and closer to orgasm. "Michael...I'm gonna cum." she screamed thrusting her hips ferociously against his mouth and fingers.
Michael nipped at her hungrily until she exploded against his thrusting hand. "Fuck...I'm cummmmiinnnngggg." she screamed.
When she came, Michael tore his mouth from her spasming pussy and grabbed at his pants shoving them down over his hips until his cock was exposed. He moved quickly up over her locking his mouth on her own.
Sarah was breathing hard as she felt him cover her body with his own again. "Michael, what are you doing?" She asked wrapping her legs around his waist while she wrapped her arms up around his neck.
Michael kissed her once more as he lined up his cock with her entrance then slammed forward with his hips burying himself deep inside her.
Sarah cried out in pleasure and pain when he ripped through her hymen. "Michael. You're inside me, you shouldn't be inside me." She gasped looking up at him as she felt him buried deep inside her.
Michael wasn't listening though. He was enjoying the feeling of his hard cock buried deep inside her. "Oh god, I can't help it Sarah. You feel so good around me. I've gotta move." he groaned as he started sliding out of her.
"Michael..." She started to say. The rest of her words were lost as he thrust hard back into her. "What are you doing to me?" She squeaked as he started driving his cock into her body hard and fast, his balls slapped against her ass as he pounded her pussy with his hard cock.
"You shouldn't be fucking me, you're my brother...Oh my god, you're going to make me cum." She cried as her orgasm started rising again.