Hey guys and gals, been off the radar for a while here as life took precedence over writing! Getting just a little bit of time free now so I will slowly get back to posting stories for you, my fans, to read. Hope I haven't lost my touch! Just a reminder, all persons and events are total fiction thought up in my twisted brain. If you don't like brother-sister incest stories or anal sex, then I suggest you skip this one.
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I awoke to a strange sound. My eyes focused on my alarm clock seeing it glowing 11:32P. What the hell? Thump ... thump ... thump ... thump... I listened as the rhythmic sound continued as my brain became fully awake. I listened for any other sounds, like maybe the wind was making something bump against the house or something. Nothing. Nada.
Thump...thump...thump... it was getting harder now and a bit faster. Thump...thump...thump... it just kept going slowly picking up the pace of its thumps. I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes again as I opened my door and walked down the hall. My parents weren't up, having gone to bed shortly after ten, just a little after my sister and I had. I cocked my head and listened. I could still hear it but it was softer so I went to the kitchen and turned on the light.
Nothing seemed amiss in there and I listened again. Very faintly I heard it, thump...thump...thump...thump... then it got faster still, thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump and then it just stopped. Total dead silence overtook the house. What the heck was going on? I gave up figuring this out so I turned off the light and headed back to bed.
Just as I neared the door to my room my sister stepped out of her bedroom making each of us jump in a mixture of fear and shock as we both gasped out slight versions of "Oh shit! You scared me!"
Her eyes still quite large Rebecca quickly whispered, "What are you doing up?"
"I heard a noise and was investigating it."
She had a funny look briefly then said, "Um, me too. What was it?"
"Don't know, I couldn't find the source. G'night sis."
"Okay Tom, g'night. I've got to pee."
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The next morning I mentioned the noises to our parents and asked, "Did either of you hear anything last night?" My dad has sleep apnea so he uses one of those noisy air machines. Mom wears ear plugs to shut out the noise.
They looked at each other then dad said, "That'd be a first! That is why we have the security system. It didn't go off did it?"
"No dad, I think I would have mentioned that if it had. Geez."
"Well then it was probably just the wind," mom said as she handed our breakfasts to Rebecca and I with a smile.
"I guess," I said slowly and took a mouthful. I noticed sis hadn't said a word about hearing it, even as she sat there listening intently to every word I said.
Soon both mom and dad left for work after giving us the list of chores they wanted done. We always acted put out about the chores but they did give us something to do all day during summer vacation. I turned 18 two months ago and will be a senior in high school this fall. Rebecca will be a sophomore at the local college. She is a real book worm, studies all the time and I can't remember the last date she had. I think that is odd because she is a babe if I do say so myself. I'll be honest, I've had visions of her during my wanking sessions. Of course, I've also imagined my mom, my friend's mother, and even Ms. Huxtable who was my 8th grade English teacher. She was smokin' hot!
On my list were two outdoor jobs; mowing the lawn and cutting back some bushes. It was a beautiful day and I did them quickly so I could go over to my buddy's place and play computer games. As I downed a glass of iced tea I thought, 'what the fuck?' as I heard it again. Very softly thump...thump...thump... Shit, am I going mad? Sure it was kind of like a back beat to music that my sister likes but it was there, none the less.
I rinsed the glass and then made another sweep of the house. At the front door I couldn't hear it at all, and the same by our parent's bedroom door which is on the opposite end of the house from my bedroom. As I walked away from mom and dad's room I heard it softly again, and it kept getting louder, louder and faster. Thump ...thump...thump...thump...thumpthumpthumpthumpthump... thumpthumpthumpthumpthump.
It wasn't coming from the bathroom where I needed to take a shower. I stepped into my room and I could hear it really loudly. I walked around my room and it was loudest on the wall common to Rebecca's room. What the fuck?
I walked over to her door and turned the knob only to find it locked. Huh? Her music was playing loudly but I could still hear it outside her door, thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump as fast as I had ever heard it.
I gave a knock on the door but her music was too loud and she didn't hear me. Shit that thumping was really loud and fast now! "Hey sis," I yelled, "open up!"
The thumping noise grew softer and slowed then grew in speed and intensity once again. I stood there staring at her door like a moron. Finally I turned the knob with one hand giving the door a shake while my other hand pounded on it as I yelled as loud as possible, "SISSSS! Open UP!"
I heard one more yet softer thump and then some strange noises before Rebecca opened her door looking frazzled. "WHAT!?"
"What are you doing in there?"
She looked upset, then said, "I was moving furniture. You got a problem with that?" Then she pushed past me and stepped into the bathroom.
"Hey, I need a shower!" I called out to her.
"Yes you do, stinky, but I got here first!"
She closed the door as I muttered unkind words at her. And then I poked my head into her room and looked around. Hum, it didn't look different from last time I was in here. Smelled odd though. But after giving her room a cursory once over I went back to the kitchen for more iced tea while waiting for the bathroom.
I didn't hear that strange noise for over a week. Hell, I'd totally forgotten about it. But then I awoke to it at 11:47P as I stared at my alarm through sleep shrouded eyes. Fuck me, there it is again. Thump...thump...thump...thump at a slow well spaced pace. I sat up and listened, yup there is a wind tonight. But could the wind be making that sound? Again I paced around the house, listening.
It was soft in the kitchen, non-existent by our parent's bedroom, and fairly audible in the family room as well as the living room. What the fuck? I took a leak in the bathroom and it was fairly loud in there, then I stepped up to Rebecca's room. It was definitely louder outside her door. It was louder and faster, occasionally very loud. Thump... thump...thump...thump...THUMP...thump and then it got really fast thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump. I put my ear to her door and shit it was loud! It sounded like she was having a bad dream as she moaned and groaned every now and then, just like she used to on stormy nights.
Carefully, silently I tried her door knob. It was locked. The noise got really fast and then it simply ... stopped. It sounded like she was moving around in there so I quickly fled to my room and closed my door. Then I heard her door open and the sound of feet walking into the bathroom.
I entered her room and turned on her light. It didn't look different. Still there was that strange odor. She needs an air wick or something! I heard the toilet flush so quickly I turned off her light and left her room heading to the bathroom. She opened the door just before I got there.
"SHIT!!!" she screamed seeing me in the dark hallway. "Damn it Tom, you scared me!" Her eyes looked funny in the dark but I couldn't really tell. "What are you doing up?"
"I could ask you the same question," I said watching her face. "I heard that noise again, then it stopped and I need to pee. Um, did you hear anything?"
"Uh, nope! But I had to go bad too. Bathroom's all yours."
With that she slid past me and closed her bedroom door behind her. I peed and then listened more than slept the rest of the night. I never heard that sound again that night.
I didn't mention the sound to my parents at breakfast. I figured why bother since you couldn't hear it outside of their bedroom door. Around ten, as it was Saturday, mom and Rebecca went shopping and dad went to play golf. That's when I began to snoop.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm no super detective or anything like that, surely I'm no Sherlock Holmes! But I knew that sound was coming from my sister's room. I was looking every where and getting quite frustrated as there was just nothing out of place. Nothing seemed strange to me, which in and of itself seemed strange. I mean, her room was usually neat but not this neat!