****** Member of the Club (Part 1) by The Shepherd ******
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Member of the Club (Part 1)


I grew up in a nice middle-class (even upper middle-class) neighborhood and
community. There it is generally accepted amongst the youngsters that making
love to your brother/sister is pretty much the done thing and nothing unusual.
For many of us, brother-sister sex is a perfectly normal and guiltless thing to
do, and something about which very few, if any, had a feeling of guilt or
regret afterwards. It is a temporary stage which most of us go through
routinely; you simply stop doing it after leaving school, have a steady
boyfriend, or getting married.

It is not a case of making love to a brother as a temporary substitute lover
when you broke up with a boyfriend (or vice versa); in many cases a girl would
even have a regular boyfriend and make love both to him as well as to her
brother at home as well. It is not generally considered to be "unfaithful" to a
boyfriend as long as you "did it" with your brother. I believe that brother-
sister incest is part of youthful experimentation with sex, because same sex
activities (also between siblings) also occur regularly. It simply forms part
of the learning curve as far as sexual matters go. The initial attraction to
each other sexually between a brother and sister could probably be attributed
to curiosity about sex and the fact that most of the kids we hung out with who
had siblings were having sex with them. If you are curious about sex and wish
to get some practical experience, the fact that a brother or sister could be
readily available (and willing!) within the home, certainly promotes inter-
sibling sexual experiences. What does surprise me is that not more girls fall
pregnant by their brothers.

Incest is still the one behavior that isn't seen or heard of about very often,
and is never talked about. Many fathers and mothers will be surprised to know
what their darling offspring are doing behind their backs.

Other parents take a more accommodating attitude: realizing that all kids
experiment with sex at some time or another, some would allow (and in certain
cases even assist in) inter-sibling sexual experiences. I am aware of at least
one such case: my friend Jenny has admitted to me that she regularly have sex
with her brother Mark, with the full knowledge of their parents when their
father upon them making love one evening. He did not interfere in any way and
let them finish what they were doing, making a hasty and, as far as he could,
unnoticed retreat. Afterwards the parents assisted their offspring in the act
of making love properly. Her mother had a long talk with Jenny, and her father
a long talk with her brother, neither condemning the kids for what they were
doing, but both emphasizing the importance of practicing safe sex. Considerate
parents like that can go a long way towards taking the taboo out of lovemaking
within the family circle. It has the added advantage of kno! wing that their
kinds get proper and guided training in sexual matters, in stead of only
educating them about it, or worse: picking it up from friends. The days of
telling kids about the birds and the bees are over: curious youngsters have a
preference for personal experiences.

Kate, another good girl friend of mine admitted to making love with her brother
regularly and encouraged me to also try it. It happened after I broke up with
by regular boyfriend, and was somewhat frustrated sexually after a few weeks of
abstinence. I really needed a nice guy to get laid again.

I confided in Kate and told her about my frustrations. Since she has a good-
looking older brother, Jonathan, I discreetly inquired about the fact whether
he had a regular girlfriend at the time.

Kate correctly guessed my real motive, and her reaction caught me by surprise:
"You have your own brother William to fuck. My brother Jonathan is mine to
enjoy... you keep your hands off him!"

It was not unlike some of the other girls I knew, being a bit jealous about
their brothers and not willing to share them with just everyone on a casual
basis.

She then told me confidentially that they make love with each other regularly,
and had been doing so for quite a while.

"Making love to other guys is okay, but incest is best; you should try it," she
said. "Besides, why look for sex elsewhere when you are so lucky to have a good
looking brother and can find the best sex right under your own roof?"

It was then that I realized that inter-sibling sex was more common in our group
of friends than I had ever guessed. After all, two of my close friends both
admitted to be engaged in it on a regular basis! I felt left out.....

Until this stage, my brother and I never had any sexual interaction with each
other, although we were pretty much aware of the fact that many of our friends
did it. When we were younger, we did inspect each other's genitals, but nothing
else happened; it was merely to satisfy childish curiosity. The more I looked
at my brother after Kate's revelation, the more excited I became at the
prospect of making love to him. Suddenly I saw William in a new light: as a
prospective lover! I visualized seeing him in the nude (something that last
happened many years ago when we were both very young), and realized that he was
indeed sexy and handsome. He certainly was the sort of guy any girl would love
to get laid by.

I think he also realized that I was looking at him in a different light than
before, but he always was the one that was reluctant to take the initiative.
(Only much later did he confide in me that he thought I was the one that would
never engage in an incestuous relationship!) We did quite a bit of flirting -
and even petting - with each other, which we both enjoyed. On several such
occasions, both of us would become aroused and the possibility of making love
with my brother certainly entered my mind, but in the end, it was always he who
would put a stop to things getting out of hand. One evening whilst we drove
home from a party we both attended, and feeling a bit horny, I allowed my hand
to "accidentally" come to rest on his upper thigh. I pretended to be tired, and
moved my hand discreetly over to his cock, without actually grabbing it. I
could feel him getting an instant erection. He gently put his hand on mine, and
moved my hand away.

"We shouldn't, we're brother and sister," he said.

"What are you afraid of?" I asked.

"That we will be overcome by our urges and that we will go too far."

"But don't you find me attractive?" I asked.

"Of course, you're attractive and sexy, but the fact still remains: we are
brother and sister, and if we make love, it would be considered incest."

I left it at that, somewhat disappointed. Getting my brother to make love to me
after this incident almost became an obsession.

A few weeks later our parents went away on a business trip for a weekend and
left the two of us at home. The Saturday evening we were alone at home and
watched a sex video that William borrowed from a friend, and which was very
explicit. He invited me to join him watching it, a gesture that I interpreted
as a positive signal to me... By this time we had a frank and open relationship
and often talked about our feelings and desires. Watching the video, we both
got aroused, and I could see from his bulging trousers that William had an
erection. By the time it was finished, I was soaking wet and horny.

I decided to do something about the situation.

"Let's have a shower together," I suggested.

William was taken aback a little, but it took little persuasion to agree to my
invitation.

"Okay, but no fucking," was his condition.

The video we were watching had a shower scene in which a young couple made love
under the running water, and which I found very erotic. We went to the
bathroom, staring at each other for an embarrassing moment, not quite knowing
what to do next or how to start the process.

"Okay, let us get undressed," he said.

We both removed our shoes. I unbuttoned my blouse, and took it off. We stared
at each other.

"Now it is your turn," I said. He took off his shirt.

"Your turn again," William said. I took off my bra, standing topless in front
of him.

"You have a nice pair of tits," he complimented me. I enjoyed his compliment.
He took off his trousers, standing in his underpants. I removed my skirt. We
decided to remove the last bit of clothing together, so that we both became
naked simultaneously. It was the first time I have seen William naked since we
were both youngsters, and I found his body attractive and beautiful. He stood
there tall and handsome, well tanned, and had a well developed penis, long and
slender, not too thick, fully intact and fully erect by this time.

William opened the water and we got under the shower. I soaped in his body, and
he did likewise with me. We stood under the running water for quite a while,
washing each other, and he fondled my breasts as he washed them for me. I could
not help but notice that he had an enormous erection, and my own nipples stood
erect. I moved my arms down at gently took his penis in both my hands, gently
fondling him on the pretext of soaping his penis.

"Will you masturbate me?" he asked.

"Okay, if you show me how to do it."

He took my hand and showed me how. I really enjoyed doing it for him and to
bring him to a climax and give him pleasure. The forcefulness and volume of his
semen surprised me when it squirted from his erect penis, landing on me as
well. I touched it with my finger and found it sticky. Quite frankly, if he had
asked me then to make love to him, I would have jumped at the opportunity. (I
was no longer a virgin by this time). Secretly I wished he would at least
perform cunnilingus on me in return, but was still a bit shy to suggest it
directly. I felt left neglected; after all, he had a climax and I had none!

We dried each other, and I took great care to dry his penis and testicles. His
penis got semi rigid again, but nothing like the full erection of a while
earlier. We went to my bedroom where we actually got into our nightclothes!
Thinking back on it, I realize how stupid and naive we were. We got into bed,
and he nestled his arms around me until we fell asleep. Nothing more happened
the next day, to my disappointment, but it was a breakthrough. I was making
progress. That evening our parents returned.

About a month later Kate invited Jenny and me for a weekend to the beach house
of her parents, which is 120 miles away. We were told to "bring your brother
along" and that we would make it a "brother-sister week-end." At that stage I
innocently did not suspect anything unusual and invited William along, assuming
that the boys would ensure our safety. In the back of my mind I did hope that
we would have a free sex weekend, since I was quite willing to make love to
either Kate or Jenny's brother. On our way there in the car it already became
obvious that something unusual was going to happen, since sex became the topic
of discussion. William and I were asked whether we brought condoms along, to
which we replied "no."

"Well both Kate and I are on the pill, so we don't need condoms. Anyhow, you
won't need them this weekend," Jenny explained. Why we would not need them
became clear a little later. Then we were asked if we had ever made love to
each other, to which we again replied "no," feeling a bit embarrassed by the
probing questions, but realizing that both the other two couples were into
incest.

Kate said: "Well we hope to remedy that situation during this weekend. That is
why we invited the two of you to come along. But remember, the first time
between a brother and sister should be without a condom if you want to become a
member of the "Incest is Best" club."

Even at this stage I thought that she was only joking, and that at worst we may
have sex with each other's brother. I still really fancied Kate's brother
Jonathan, but would not mind doing it with Mark either. "What club is that?"
William inquired.

"It is an exclusive club which only allows brother-sister couples who make love
to each other as members," Jenny informed us. "We hope you will join." I looked
at William, and he looked at me, neither saying anything. "Well," I thought,
"if this is what the weekend is all about, I might as well give it a try. I
only wish William will play along."

After arriving at the beach house it became quite clear that it was indeed to
be a "incest is best" weekend and the three brother-sister pairs were each
allocated a bedroom to share. No "swapping around" was to be allowed, although
we could dance with anyone and flirt with anyone we wished. The rule also was
"no nightclothes, and brother-sister pairs sleep together." And of course for
the first time: no condoms.

At supper that evening we had a lot of fun and quite a bit of liquor was
served, which lowered our resistance. We danced a bit, changing partners every
now and then. Whilst admiring William, Mark and Jonathan in turn, I thought
about the irony of the situation. All three were handsome guys, and I would be
willing to make love to any one of the three of them. Society would not condemn
me if I made love to either Mark or Jonathan. However, if I were to make love
to the third one and (in my view) most handsome of these guys - William - it
would be considered as something quite unacceptable and even illegal, simply
because he happens to be my brother.......

We had a lot of fun until about ten o'clock, when each fraternal couple went to
their allocated bedroom. Although we previously saw each other naked, it still
was a bit of an embarrassment taking all your clothes off in front of your own
brother. William was considerate and tender, and helped me to unbutton my
blouse and take it off; he helped me get rid of my bra. Then it was my turn to
unbutton his shirt, and help him take it off. Next I opened his belt, and
pulled his jeans down. He removed his underpants himself, and stood in front of
me with an erect penis. Gosh, it was beautiful, even more stunning than that
first time we showered together! It was obvious that he was as aroused as I
was, since by this time I was wet with anticipation. "Shall we join the club?"
he broke the ice.

"Only if you want to. We should not feel ourselves pressurized by the others
and make love just because they expect it of us. Do you really want to do it?"
I dearly wanted William to make love to me, but only on a consensual basis, and
certainly not if he felt obliged to do so due to group pressure.

"You know I do. Ever since we had a shower together, I realized how much I
wanted to make love to you."

"Same with me. I am glad we have this opportunity," I said.

"What about taking precautions?" he asked.

"Well, we don't have a condom, and besides: if you want to join the club,
you're supposed to do it without a condom the first time. But we're safe: I had
my monthly period only five days ago," I said.

In bed he put his arms around me, and we started kissing each other. By this
time William had an enormous erection, and although soft to the touch, his
penis was hard and erect when I moved my hands to touch it. We kissed, petted,
and engaged in foreplay for about fifteen minutes. I played with his penis,
moving the foreskin down to expose the glans, then closing it up again. "Let us
do it," he said after a while. The moment I had been looking forward to had
come. I opened my legs. He kneeled between them, and moved his foreskin back
until the glans of his penis, shining wet with pre-cum in the dim light, became
visible. I helped him to guide it to the entrance of my vagina as he slowly
leaned forward. He put the head of his penis between my vaginal lips, hesitated
for a moment, and then pushed home gently and slowly. We looked at each other
in the eyes. I could feel him entering me, sliding in with ease, going deeper
and deeper and deeper. I was becoming one with my brother.

After what seemed an eternity, he penis was fully inside of me. I could feel
the head of my brother's penis touching the entrance to my uterus. He filled my
vaginal canal completely, which is perhaps to be expected since I suppose that
since we are related genetically, our genitals would also be "made to fit."

Once fully inside, William stopped all movement and we laid quite still with
him on top of me, neither making any move. It was heavenly and erotic, with his
hard and erect penis inside of me. Then he started slow, decisive movements, in
and out. His penis slid in and out with ease, wince I was well lubricated. I
held him tight, for the moment was unimaginable. My brother and I were finally
making love to each other!

After a while I rolled on top of him, and sat upright, still fully coupled. He
fondled my breasts.

"This is beautiful," he said. "I never thought making love to your own sister
could be such an emotional and satisfying experience."

I did not say anything, but started slow, rhythmic movements with my pelvis, up
and down. After a while I could feel that I was approaching an orgasm, and
wanted William to be on top of me when it happened.

"I am near to coming," I whispered to him. "Let us finish together."

We rolled back, him on top of me. He started thrusting strongly, pushing the
shaft of his penis hard against my clitoris and rubbing it vigorously. My wish
was that we should experience our first orgasm together. I could feel him
coming, and I was at the verge of having an orgasm myself. At his climax, he
pushed his penis deep, deep into my vagina, stopping all movement momentarily,
pressing his body tight against mine. I could feel his semen squirting into my
pussy in a strong jet. It was the signal for my own orgasm to be triggered. He
restarted his movements, and then I came as well. Wave after wave of erotic
spasms engulfed my whole body, his love juices pouring into my vagina, as we
vigorously made love to each other.

"Oh yes, oh yes," I could not help crying out. We were both wet with
perspiration when eventually, after a long time, William slowed down and
eventually stopped all movement. He remained lying on top of me, with his penis
still buried deep into my wet pussy. It was all over. His semen slowly trickled
from my pussy.

"I could stay like this, coupled with you, forever," he said.

"That was the loveliest experience I have ever had," I said.

"To think that we 'did it' for the first time with each other, with a little
bit of help due to group pressure, is quite funny. I wish we had done it a long
time ago out of our own initiative" he said.

It was the best sex I have ever had. Call it incest if you wish: inter-sibling
lovemaking indeed "is best."

We fell asleep lying next to each other, still locked with his penis inside of
my vagina. When I woke up the next morning, his penis had already gone limp and
slipped out. William opened his eyes, and gave me a kiss.

"I never thought that making love could be that good," he admitted. "Thanks for
letting me make love to you last night."

"Well, I am the one who had wanted to make love to you for a long time. It took
quite a while to get you this far," I admitted.

We kissed passionately. He fondled my breasts, took my nipples into his mouth,
and I became aware of the fact that William had a hard-on again. We made love
for the second time before getting out of bed. I was still well lubricated with
his semen of the previous evening, and he slid into me easily. It was as good
as the first time, and this time my pussy really overflowed with his semen when
we managed to reach an orgasm again simultaneously. Our timing was perfect
right from the start!

At breakfast table we all had to "admit and tell," and the two of us were
congratulated because every one knew it was our first time together. (We did
not tell the others that we actually did it twice.) We were made to feel as if
it was a great achievement for having "joined the club" and "crossed the incest
taboo line."

"We heard your cries of delight last night," Kate said. I could only blush
lightly.

The day was spent going to the beach, sunbathing, and just enjoying ourselves.
That evening was a repeat of the previous one. William and I had a shower
together, and made love before falling asleep. We did so again when we woke up
the next morning. It was a weekend to remember.

It has been quite a few weeks since that memorable ice-breaking weekend. My
brother and I continue to fully enjoy the benefits of our membership of the
"Incest is Best" club. I will tell about our further experiences in a next part
of this story.

(To be continued in part 2.)
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