Early Morning

The sun had started to rise, a glint of orange on the horizon; slowly creeping across the land, awakening birds who started the morning chorus and other wildlife that awoke to make their way out to their daily hunt.

The sunlight moved with fluid grace as it passed over the town of Carstone; a small rural community in the south of England. Despite the arrival of the morning sun, it had been growing cold for some time, a light frost covered the ground; tiny marks visible, left behind by the surrounding wildlife. The town, eerily quiet, saw its first movement as the vicar made his way down the cobbled lane at a leisurely pace, heading for the church to prepare for early mass. It had always been like this, every week for the last 25 years. The fresh smell of morning dew and grass permeated the air, giving a refreshing edge to the vicar’s journey.

Father Milldam had lived in the village for 32 years, he had done his preparations here, started out on the journey of god as a priest in training and overtime earned the duties of vicar hood. All in all he was a happy man, he had a beautiful loving wife, a son and a daughter. A few sibling rivalries but they added spice to life, so he didn’t worry himself too much. “God will steer them true,” he thought, “He always does”.

He quickly stepped out of the way as the first bus of the day rumbled down the street, the driver being as quiet as he could with an 11 tonne construct. The driver waved at father Milldam as he passed.

“Gregory, oh I mean… Father Milldam” said a woman from above “how are you this morning”
Father Milldam laughed as he looked up, “It’s quite alight Marcy, please call me Gregory if you prefer.”
“Why thank you Gregory!” said Marcy with a slight giggle.
“I am fine,” replied Gregory “And yourself?”
“I can’t complain, James and Kayleigh have had yet another argument”
“They’re just kids Marcy, they will sort it out between them. Best leave them to their own devices ey” Gregory smiled reassuringly
“Yea” pondered Marcy “I guess you’re right, how old are your lot now then?
“My daughter Amanda is 19 and her brother Jason is 18” he replied with a smile “We never get a moments peace”
“But you wouldn’t have it any other way would you” she responded
“No” he said smiling “Have a good day Marcy, I better be going”
“You as well Gregory”

Father Milldam always liked Marcy, she was wise but in a ferocious way. With a slim frame and sleek brown hair, she was one of those mothers you couldn’t stop looking at. She was 42 years old and happily married for 12 years. Her daughter Kayleigh had turned 18 not long ago, which had been an interesting day. Bouncy castles and loud music; play-list from hers truly and to her father’s horror, boys. James who was 17 had hit the usual rebellious teenager scene, which hadn’t surprised anyone to his shock. He had become quite quiet when he realised that he wouldn’t get his way, turned to sitting on the Xbox every spare moment he had.

Father Milldam continued down the path waving to Damien, Marcy’s Husband as he passed. The morning was normal and uneventful. Morning service came and went, as did the rain showers. When he got home he found Jason in a headlock at the mercy of Amanda who smiled softly and said “Afternoon Dad”. Laughing he went into the kitchen to greet his wife Gwen, a short beaming lady standing proud at 5″3 with long flowing blond hair a sweet high voice. She had the features of a battle seasoned warrior about her “it’s called being a mother” she would usually reply should the subject be broached.
“Good day?” Gregory asked
“It would be…” replied Gwen “if those two would stop goofing around and actually do something useful”
“I am doing something useful,” shouted Amanda from the hallway “I’m giving Jason a longer neck”
“Honestly” retorted her mother as she advanced on Amanda
With a swift whack around the ear; Amanda let go with a yelp
“I know for a fact that you both still have homework to do. And you Amanda, you have that application letter to write”
“If you want a hand hunny just ask,” said Gregory “I don’t have anything on until later”
Amanda huffed and walked off upstairs to get changed.

Suddenly a mass of music blasted through the ceiling and Gwen lost it.
“Amanda I don’t mind music just TURN IT DOWN” she roared, “Honestly, you would think she can’t hear it”
Father Milldam gave his wife a kiss and walked off to the study. Gwen turned back to scrubbing the sink.

Jason was waiting for a chance to get some payback from earlier. Only he wasn’t that imaginative. He was a bright lad coming 2nd in his class, he was a master at mathematics, science and religious education, to that point Amanda was good at religious education as well, and it helped having a vicar for a father. Jason himself wasn’t anything special, standing at 5″7 he was slim and starting to get a muscular look about him, short brown hair and looked like he had been in 1 too many fights. He crashed around in his room for 5 minutes trying to find his Prodigy album; he concluded that for the umpteenth time, his sister had nicked it.
He stomped across the landing and threw open her door
“Where is my” he stopped as suddenly as he had started. His mouth even stopped half open and stuck there. Amanda stood in her room in nothing but underwear. Sleek white panties clung effortlessly to her thighs and a matching bra that held her breasts aloft in all their glory. In a single moment Jason took in the sight of his half naked sister. She had inherited her mother’s long flowing blond hair and had managed to acquire a pair of bright green eyes. She had a slim well-toned form and smooth slightly tanned skin. At the top of her perfect hourglass shape she had a pair of well-developed c-cup breasts and below we’re her perfectly formed thighs, slender legs that could go on forever and to top it all, even though it did not show at that moment, a beaming smile that could stop any man’s heart.

Snapping back to the moment he looked straight into his sister’s eyes.
“Wow” he said with utter finality.
“Thank you Jason” she said not smiling at all “but get out of my room, and shut the door”
He did so, rushing back to his room to hide, his pants tightening has his body reacted.
Amanda popped her head out of the door and shouted “and knock next time, otherwise I will take your eyes out”

His sister had not totally freaked out when he burst in she was actually quite calm. Jason believed this to be a rather strange reaction, especially when faced with a sibling. As it was Amanda couldn’t quite figure out why she had not freaked, she had felt something stirring deep inside her, that was struggling to get free, but never did. All of a sudden she thought of Jason and how he looked, and something in her exploded. She could not control herself, her passion was pulsing and all she could think of was her brother. “My goodness, what has come over me, this is sick” she thought to herself. Unable to fight the ever-growing fire in her chest she found her hand edging towards the elastic lip on her panties, gently teasing her skin.

“Amanda, Your friends are here,” Shouted her mother suddenly from downstairs.
“Crap” she thought as she scrambled to pull on the outfit that lay ready on the bed. She had never been a cosmetics person, so left without so much as a layer of lipstick. The uncontrollable feeling in her chest subsided as she went.

Amanda returned that evening close to 11. Totally shattered she walked into her room, through off her clothes bar her underwear, and walked across to the bathroom. As she entered she was faced with Jason in his boxers.
“Why don’t you lock the door?” she asked
“Ah… well… uh. I-I-I-I don’t know” he responded, totally shocked that it had happened twice in 1 day.
“OK, well move over I need to brush my teeth” she said with an irritated tone, feeling that uncontrollable feeling building again. She started brushing her teeth, aware that her brother was just standing there looking at her. she attempted to ignore him without success as found that she was enticed by it.
“What do you like best?” she said suddenly, and Jason’s legs buckled causing him to crumple to the floor
“Oh honestly” she exclaimed, pausing for a second with a bewildered expression on her face before continuing in a quizzical tone, “have you not seen a girl in her underwear before?”
“No not really, it was either fully clothed or no clothes at all” he said suddenly, then sheepishly looked at the floor utterly embarrassed
“Well that’s easily fixed” without any indecisive thoughts she removed her bra, letting her plump breasts fall free, her nipples were dead straight and excited. Turning her back to her brother she bent over slowly removing her panties so he had a perfect view of all that was revealed. Her vagina was slightly moist but still fully formed and unblemished; it looked at Jason glistening gently. He resisted the urge to reach out, and Amanda stood back up and continued getting ready for bed.

Jason remained on the floor, totally denying that these events were even taking place. He just watched silently and his sister quickly bathed and dried off.
“Good night Jason” she said picking up her discarded garments
“Uhhh Good night” replied Jason still in shock.
Amanda departed and he remained on the floor for another 5 full minutes. Finally picking himself up off the floor he got ready for bed and returned to his room. His clock read 11:35. He lay awake thinking of the passing day, still not believing that his sister had removed all clothing right in front of him.
Suddenly his door opened and his sister walked In once again wearing her underwear.
“You never did answer my question” she said as she sat down on the end of the bed.
“Can we not do this please” he said, “You’re my sister, I love you but you’re pushing it now”
“That’s my point though, you’re not loving me” she responded “I’m ready and waiting”
She smiled seductively at him, and started rubbing herself all over.
“You know this is wrong Amanda” He cried in anguish, mainly because he was starting to feel his control slipping away “Why are you doing this”
“Because I feel the need to” she said quietly “all you and I do is fight and argue, I’m ready for something different”
Slowly she removed her bra again, Jason watched as his control disappeared faster than a train into a tunnel and by the time her bra hit his bedroom floor, he had no control left. He edged closer on the bed, reached out with his hand and let his fingertips brush the side of her breast. Her skin was smooth to the touch like freshly spun silk and she was warm, warmer than she should have been.
Immediately he recoiled, “We shouldn’t be doing this” he blurted frantically, he knew he couldn’t resist her, and she knew that.
“Why not, Is it because you’re scared?” she said “or because I’m your sister”
“What if you get pregnant” he said “What do we do then”
“You don’t need to worry about that” She said smiling “I’m on the pill”
“Are you sure you want to do this”
“I wouldn’t still be here if I didn’t”
She turned towards him, grabbed his hands and placed them upon her breasts.
“Just don’t think on it, Just do it” she said, almost hypnotic in her words.
She leant forwards and planted a long sensual kiss on his lips, he responded by rolling her nibbles between is finger and thumb.
Amanda quivered while he played and then shook with pleasure as he started flicking them with his tongue, she arched her back shoving her breasts into his face holding his head in at the same time. She breathed heavily, the hot burning feeling behind her chest intensified. She pushed Jason down onto the bed and stood on all fours over him her breasts hanging down over his head. She leaned down and kissed him again, longer more passionate then retreated down his body until she was level with his pelvis.

Jason threw his head back into the pillow, his mind reeling, mixed thoughts and emotions spinning around in his head.
“Oh I want to, i so want to, she is so hot” he thought to himself and he felt her slowly undoing his belt, “But she is my sister, oh man this is so wrong how the hell did this even start any way”, She undid the button of his pants, “What a ride this would be, she is just perfect”, She slowly undid the zip, “But she is my sister, and our parents are in the other room, what if they catch us”, She pulls his penis free of his trousers, licking her lips before placing them over the head.

Jason shot upright, pulling his sister off him, and did his pants up once again.
“Hey what gives” she exclaimed
“You’re my sister Amanda” He replied sharply “and Mum and Dad are in the next room, have you completely lost your mind”
“What is it, I’m not good enough for you is that it?” she said angrily “Do i not meet your standards?”
“Again you’re my sister, this is completely wrong”
“But I….” He cut her off before she could finish her sentence
“Please just leave”
Looking a little shocked and upset, she donned her bra once again and left the room, closing the door with a bang.
He let out a sharp breath “That was close” he thought to himself, feeling himself straining in his pant. He turned off the lights and turned to the gentle embrace of his bed. He lay there, recent events milling around in his head. Finally he sank into dreams of the days likeness.