Sparrow's Nest

By the time Michael had undressed and washed, Sarah was lying on her side under the duvet; the makeshift bolster lay at the foot of the bed. He walked to his step-sister's side of the bed, said goodnight and kissed her cheek, she stirred slightly, but said nothing. As he climbed into his side, she touched her cheek and smiled. He lay on his back, replaying the way she'd spoke about Lisa in his head; he was sure he heard jealousy in her voice but why? It was only a dance, and Sarah had pushed him into it.

Muffled noises from his parent's room drew his attention, "Shhh!" Gina hissed.

"It's alright, they'll be asleep by now." Dave answered, Gina giggled as someone moved on the bed, then she moaned. Michael tried not to think about his parents having sex, but his mind conjured images of Mandy on her knees as Tony rammed her from behind. His hand went to his growing erection, Sarah's hand joined it a second later and he felt her breath on his neck. He turned his head towards her and she kissed him, her tongue darting in his mouth. He turned on his side, one hand under her pillow, the other reached up to caress her firm breasts. His thumb rubbed her nipple as her hand stroked his cock. He kissed and sucked her breasts, she rolled onto her back as he started to kiss from her neck to her stomach.

As he kissed lower, he found that she'd waxed, her mons smooth and silky. She shivered as he kissed her there and moved between her thighs. He kissed down her inner thighs, then back up to her waiting pussy. He kissed her lips gently, probing her slit with his tongue, licking her folds as he teased her open. Her breathing was shallow and quick, anticipating his next move as his tongue parted her, tasting the flood as he flicked her clitoris and she muffled her cries with a pillow.

His finger entered her easily as he continued the onslaught on her clit with his tongue, she cried out again, the headboard softly bumping the wall from the room next door as both mother and daughter came in unison. Sarah relinquished her thigh's grip on Michael's head as she relaxed from her orgasm. He looked up, she lay back, her body covered in a sheen of sweat, her hands reached down to touch his face and he crawled up her.

Sucking each sensitive nipple between his lips, she reached down to feel his cock. "I don't have a condom." He whispered.

"It's okay," she said, "It should be safe now." She kissed him and rolled on top.

The noise from next door had subsided, but Sarah and Michael were in their own world, nothing mattered apart from them. They kissed hungrily, Michael's erection pressed between their stomachs, pulsing insistently. She rose, her knees either side of his chest as his thumbs massaged the underside of her magnificent breasts and his fingers rubbed against her nipples. Slowly, she lowered herself onto Michael, raising as she felt pressure on her hymen, then holding her breath as he pushed through. Taking his length fully, she composed herself, rising until only his head parted her, then she plunged slowly downward, feeling every ripple and vein as he drove through her. She sped up, Michael holding onto the headboard as Sarah pleasured herself on his invading tool. Her back arched, head thrown back, hands gripping his shins tightly as her orgasm ripped through her body.

She collapsed forward, covering his face with kisses and running her hands through his hair. He held her tightly and rolled her onto her back. Still impaled, he fucked her slowly, kissing from her neck to her nipples, he nibbled them gently. Raising himself up, Sarah held his arms as he thrust into her. Her heels locked in the small of his back as her breath became laboured and her orgasm built until Michael cried out, filling his step-sister's womb as she cried out with him, her tight pussy milking him as his seed flowed.

They held each other, kissing tenderly as his cock softened, then withdrew. Their combined juices ran out of her swollen pussy, her lips puffy and red. He rolled off her and onto his back, she rolled onto her side and put her arm across his chest, feeling his heart beating and dampness spreading underneath her on the sheets. He put his arm around her, drew her closer and kissed her soft lips. Her hair lay in damp strands across her forehead, he brushed them away, and hugged her tightly, kissing her forehead as her breasts pushed against his chest.

She turned over as he drifted off to sleep, his chest hair tickled her back as she nestled into him, pulling his arm over her and holding his hand between her breasts. She fell asleep and dreamed again of escaping; another town, another country, another planet, as long as she could hold on to him it wouldn't matter.

She woke, Michael's arm still around her, something else of his also making it's presence known. She chuckled to herself, six years ago, she never would have thought that she'd wake up to her step-brother's morning wood poking her in the back. She looked at the clock, it was 7am, "Morning sis." Michael said sleepily, "Sorry." He shuffled his bum back, his hands still holding her breast, her nipples responded.

"I need a shower." She said. "Do you want to do my back before we return to reality?" Michael was wide awake, he kissed the nape of her neck, then behind her ear. She flipped onto her back and returned his kiss, her scent still on his face. His finger traced from breast to pussy, finding her ready. She pushed him back and sat up, "In the shower, dirty boy." She said, her kisses urgent and hungry.

The water ran, and Michael found his imagination was a poor substitute for reality. Before they had even entered the shower, Sarah pounced on him, squeezing his buttocks as she kissed him hard. He returned her squeezes, lifting her as she wrapped her legs around him. He placed her on the edge of the sink unit, probing her pussy with his tongue. She pulled his head into her, drumming her ankles on his back as he sucked and flicked her clit. Her chest heaving as she gasped in the humid air.

They kissed, he helped her off the sink and she stood on shaky legs. She pulled him into the shower, her back against the cold tiles as he lifted her again and guided his rigid cock into her eager pussy. Her nails dug in his back as he thrust into her, thighs clamped tight to his waist as she screamed through wave after wave of orgasm, finally relaxing as the adrenaline subsided and her feet touched the floor.

The water bounced off her breasts as she turned around and he kissed her shoulder, fondling her bosom and stroking her sides as she bent over to receive him from behind. She braced herself against the wall as he entered her, he felt bigger than before, harder, longer, or maybe it was because he was more in control now. Michael started slowly, deliberately teasing her as the water cascaded over her back, making sloshing noises as they touched. She could feel her climax building, but he was still frustratingly slow, she begged him to go faster, to fuck her, to make her cum. With one hand on the tiles, she reached back, grasping his thighs, urging him to take her over the edge. He responded, his own orgasm building until he was thrusting into her as she cried out, her surroundings forgotten as she begged Michael to fill her. With one final push he erupted into her, gripping her waist tightly as his semen pumped into Sarah's willing cunt.

Spent, they washed and dried each other, mindful that this could be the last time they would be able to enjoy each other as lovers. Stepping out of the steamy bathroom, Sarah stopped abruptly, Michael bumped into her and looked up from under his towel. The connecting door stood open, and sitting on the edge of the bed was Gina; she didn't look annoyed, just worried. As Michael covered his privates, Gina asked, "So how long has this been going on for?"

"Not long." Sarah said sheepishly. "Last night was the first time we..." Gina stopped her.

"I heard! You've got quite a set of lungs on you my love. Do you love each other?"

"Yes!" Michael answered, Sarah just smiled at her mum and nodded.

"Right." Gina said sternly, "Well, this can't carry on under our roof, whilst you're there you are brother and sister. So where does that leave us?"

Both teenagers shook their heads. Dave was in the doorway, leaning against the jamb. "Do you think this love will last for another three years?" He said, their parent's calmness about the situation was worrying Sarah and Michael. "Because, we think there is a way you two lovebirds can stay together if, and I mean if, you can follow the rules."

"We've lived together for seven years dad," Michael said, "I'm sure we can make it another three." Sarah grabbed hold of Michael's hand tightly.

"Right then." Dave said, "Gina?"

"We'll talk it over in the car." Gina said "Get packed and ready, you've already had your showers I see." She winked at the pair and led Dave out of the room.

In the car on the way home, ground rules were laid. Gina understood that they had been thrown together by circumstance, and that, as she'd fallen for Dave, so it was quite possible that her daughter had also fallen head over heels for his son. Had their parents never married, they wouldn't have been in this predicament and their offspring would have been free to date.

However, if Michael and Sarah were to remain a couple, they would have to wait until Sarah, being the youngest by four months, was twenty one. By then, they would both be adults, able to do as they wished.

They were still to sleep in separate rooms.

There was to be no bed-hopping when their parents were asleep.

Sarah was to go on the pill immediately.

Both Gina and Dave knew that while they were out, they couldn't stop their kids having sex, but they were to abstain while they were home.

As Gina read out the rules, Sarah held Michael's hand in the back seat. He squeezed her hand reassuringly, letting her know that everything was going to be okay. "How long have you known?" Sarah asked.

"We thought something was up a few weeks after you split with that Andy." Dave said, "The way you two have been around us recently has been..."

"Awkward." Gina finished.

"Yeah." Dave carried on, "Then when that little green eyed monster showed his face at the table yesterday, some of the pieces fell together. I almost feared for little Lisa's life at one point."

Michael looked at Sarah, she mouthed "Sorry." He squeezed her hand.

Gina continued "And when we heard you last night, and again this morning, it all made sense."

"Are you angry with us?" Sarah asked.

"No honey." Gina replied. "I'm just glad we found out before it was too late and before anyone else knew about you and, if I'm honest, I'm quite relieved; Michael is so much like his father, that any woman would be daft not to fall for him."

"Aww, thanks babe." Dave said, Gina reached out and touched his leg.

"So!" Gina said sternly. "Are we in agreement?" Both teenagers nodded their heads, "Good. Then that's it; once you're both eighteen, you're still as madly in love as you are now, and Michael is earning proper wages when he's finished his apprenticeship, we'll look into getting you both an apartment as a joint birthday present."

"No!" Sarah squealed, Michael was speechless as Sarah threw her arms around him and planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek, then leaned forward to kiss her mum.

"Yes." Gina smiled, "Dave and I have some money saved which we were going to put towards deposits for houses or apartments when you were old enough to fly the nest. We never thought we'd only need the one payment though." A tear rolled her cheek. Sarah kissed her mum again, followed by Michael, still dumbfounded.

On Monday, Gina made an appointment for Sarah at the doctors. Sitting patiently in the waiting room next to her mother, she heard a familiar voice. Lifting the magazine to cover her face, she saw Mandy storm across the room, eyes red and tears streaming down her face as Andy chased after her. "Babe!" He implored, "We'll be fine..."

"Fine!" Mandy screamed, "Fine! I'll give you bloody fine. This is all your fault! You're not the one carrying this baby! What's my mum gonna say? She'll bloody kill me!"

"But?"

"But what? Eh? You don't even know it's yours! It might be Tony's, and God knows where he's gone to!" She stormed off, Andy following behind.

"Wasn't that?" Gina asked,

"Mandy." Sarah finished, "Yep. Sound's like one of her boyfriends put a bun in her oven."

"One?" Gina was astonished. "How many does she have?"

"Well, she had her's, then she stole mine but kept hold of her's, and the last time I saw her, she was shopping for sex toys with both of them."

"Well I never!" Gina said. "Didn't Michael fancy her?"

"He wasn't her type." Sarah said, "She only goes for bad boys."

"And look where that got her!" Gina laughed. "Oh her poor mother!"

Friday night came around again and Dave took them all out for a meal; not only had he scored a big promotion, but one of his colleagues was selling an apartment in town and Dave had bought it. "It's a bit early isn't it?" Gina asked over dinner.

"Not really," Dave answered, "It's fully furnished, we can rent it out until these guys are ready and I got a really great price on it. If we get tenants in soon, it'll be virtually paid for by the time the kids move in." Which, three years later, they did.

There were rumours that Michael and Sarah were Brother and Sister, but Sarah had kept her mum's married name, throwing possible snoopers off the scent, whilst they also had no resemblance to each other, which made life much easier for the pair. They married in a small ceremony when they were twenty five. Dave and Gina continued to support them, especially when, at twenty seven, Sarah bore them a grandchild.