Double Dates

Chris leaned in so far his nose was practically touching the screen. He was panting. His cock was rock hard. Anna pressed play and he saw himself on top of a woman, thrusting, kissing her, all in green-tinged monochrome. The woman turned her head, face visible to the camera. Chris would recognise it anywhere.

'That's you! That's not Sarah!'

'Oops'.

Chris felt a mix of giddy relief and... nothing else. He wasn't disappointed at all. Not even a little. He was perfectly glad he hadn't had the most amazing sex of his life with Sarah. It was great. Really. He noticed Anna fiddling with her phone, and tried to catch her eye to get her to hurry to the punchline. She flipped the phone around. 'Sorry Chris, wrong video'.

It was him, fucking his sister as hard as he could, Sarah's face wild with pleasure and lust, his mouth wide as he thrust jerkily, clearly shooting his load deep inside her.

He felt numb. Mostly numb. One part of him seemed to throb. How could he tell Sarah about this? He was going to have to move out. He would have to spend the rest of his life begging for forgiveness. Things would never be the same. He lost himself in a reverie, and came back to life as Anna interrupted him.

'You can stop watching it whenever you want'.

His face burned with shame - he was a minute into the repeated play of the looped video.

'Anna. I- I didn't want this'.

'Are you sure? Not many people accidentally cum inside their sister. And the ones that do probably don't get hard over it after'. She leaned forward, rubbing his cock, tenting his trousers and leaking so much pre-cum it was visible as a patch of dark-on-dark. 'Come here. I can help'.

Anna spread her arms wide, and Chris was relieved she wasn't just calling his family, the police, the media and the local vermin exterminators. He fell into her arms. After a brief hug, she stood, grabbed his hand, and pulled him to his feet. She dragged him by the hand around the corner, to the large single-person bathroom. She pulled him in, locked the door behind them, and turned to grab him in a deep kiss.

Chris was stunned, for a moment, but he was so incredibly turned on and relieved that he quickly accepted anything that was going to happen. Anna quickly pulled his trousers down, and stroked him hard.

'You're so filthy Chris. Are you really this hard over fucking your own sister?' Chris could only moan in response. 'Did she feel good?' He nodded. 'Better than me?' He paused, for a long time. Then he nodded. 'Oh you bastard'. The twinkle in her eye belied her anger, and she stroked him harder. 'Why don't we compare'. She turned, bent over the sink, and pulled her skirt high, revealing nothing more than a soaking slit. 'Well?'

Chris moved forward, sinking his cock to the hilt in her soaking pussy in a single hot thrust. Anna moaned as he started to slam in and out of her. 'Try not to think about fucking your sister Chris. Try not to think about how her body tasted. Don't think about how tight she felt, or how good it felt when she came on your cock'. Anna said this while staring directly into his eyes via the mirror.

'Oh, fuck, I'm getting close'. Chris didn't slow down his thrusts.

'Oh Chris, please don't think about Sarah'. Her grin threatened to remove the top of her head, but she was panting hard, clearly enjoying herself. 'You better not think about her tongue in your mouth. You shouldn't think about what her pussy tastes like. And you definitely shouldn't think about how she was walking around all day full of her brother's cummmmmmoooh fuckfuckfuck'.

Chris let loose a torrent inside her, grabbing her hips so hard the marks would last until the next day. 'Oh, fuck, Sa- Anna!' Once both of their aftershocks had subsided, Anna stood, turned to face him, and gave him a peck on the lips. 'You're lucky I'm fucked up too. See you on Saturday'.

With that, she strode out. Chris was left standing with his trousers down when she opened the door. He hurriedly composed himself and scurried out onto the street. Anna was already gone.

* * * * *

Chris had come home to find Sarah asleep. He had been glad he wouldn't have to deal with The Thing until the morning, but suddenly morning had come. He woke before Sarah, and considered taking his few belongings and moving across the world. Maybe he could farm coconuts. That would be nice.

He came back to reality, and looked to his side at the sleeping Sarah. His sister. They had always been close. They had a good relationship. And he had fucked it up, literally. The knowledge had changed his worldview in an instant. He could no longer deny he saw her as a woman; she was stunning. He couldn't help but think back to the feel of her body against him. He watched as her eyelids fluttered. He couldn't deal with her being awake, not yet. He shut his own, tightly, feigning sleep. He thought he was successful; Sarah said nothing. The silence continued; any other day, Chris might have fallen back asleep. As it was, he was fully awake when Sarah moved across the gap between them, draping her arm across his body, and nuzzling gently into his chest. One of her legs crossed his body, her thigh just below his crotch.

He wondered why she couldn't feel the tension in him. He realised that some of it had melted at her touch. Moments passed, and he realised he was totally calm. The future was later. He could relax, and did.

He could feel Sarah's wonderful softness pressed against him. The weight of her on his chest was wonderful, but the presence of her leg across him awoke something else. He started to get hard. He panicked, and thought about how wrong what they had done was. Blood rushed into his cock. It practically screamed "boing" as it shot to full hardness, trying to raise but running into the delightfully soft obstacle of Sarah's thigh. He couldn't move. Was Sarah awake? Was she staring at him right now in disgust?

Her leg shifted, bringing a moment of more intense contact, and moved back. It happened again. And again. A few more repeats, and Sarah oh-so-slowly moved off him. He heard her roll away, possibly to call the police, possibly to get a pair of scissors. She stopped. A moment later, Chris felt the bed move, oh-so-gently. It was practically shaking, in fact. After a few minutes, it stopped, to the accompaniment of a long, slow, satisfied sigh.

Chris was so shocked his eyes shot open, and he instantly sat up. He looked over to Sarah, who was doing an excellent job of imitating just waking up. She sat up, and looked at him. For a moment, she gave him a smile that moved him to his core. Then her eyes slid lower.

'Yuck! Chris! Are you looking at me and getting a boner? That's fucked up!'

'No! I just happened to be looking at you!'

Sarah had already fled into the bathroom, leaving Chris beaming red and stunned. He lay back on the bed, mind racing. Did Sarah know? Did she suspect? Who feels their brother getting an erection and then cums over it? He thought for a moment. Maybe that was normal. Maybe nothing is normal. He placed his palms over his eyes and pushed, as if to contain the incredible pressure in his brain by sheer force.

He leapt out of bed, dressed as quickly as he could, and fled. He wandered the streets, missing his classes and not caring at all. The only person he could talk to about this was Anna. He called her walking through a local park, keeping his distance from the joggers and dog-walkers.

'Something bothering you Chris?' He could hear the amusement in her voice. Increasingly, while he couldn't deny she was extremely attractive, he was wondering if he actually liked Anna. She was undeniably good at pressing his buttons though. All of them.

'You know it is. Does she know? Did Ricky tell her?'

'Who says he even knows?' something about this set a distant alarm bell ringing in Chris' brain. It was drowned out by the sirens of the here and now. 'Sarah behaving strangely?'

'Please just answer me'.

'She wasn't told outright. Maybe she remembers. Maybe her body remembers. Maybe she remembers the scent of you, thrusting on top of her'. Anna's speech was oddly stilted. Her breathing was a little faster than normal.

'Anna, what are you doing?'

'I'm thoroughly enjoying the thought of you fucking your sister'.

Chris felt a burst of frustration. 'Anna, this is serious'.

'I know it is Chris. I know. But it's so fucked up it's really getting to meeee'. There was a series of rustles as she dropped the phone and a long silence. Chris almost hung up when he heard her speak.

'Sorry. I just had to get it out of my system. Again. So, what's the problem?'

Chris sat with the silence of a fuse disappearing into a cartoon bomb. 'What do you mean "what's the problem"? Are you fucking dense? I fu- I sl- agh! You know what I did! I need to know what to do now'.

'Well, you could fuck her again?' Chris barked out a laugh. 'So is that a no?'

'Of course it's a no!'

'Are you sure? The video makes it look pretty amazing. Maybe you should ask her what she thought about it'.

Chris burned with the knowledge that she had loved it just as much as he had - she had revealed that much to him in her dreamy-eyed stupor the next day. 'I don't want to know'.

'Bullshit. And double bullshit, because I know you know. She came like, eighty times on your dick. And Chris, you have a nice dick, but it isn't magic. You need to have that special something to do that to a woman. That special connection. Tell me, honestly. Tell me you don't think she enjoyed it as much as you did. And then tell me you wouldn't do it again'.

'Of course I won't do it again'.

'Would you if she wasn't your sister?'

Chris was again left speechless. He tried a different tack. 'Well, what about us?'

'Us as in, you and me? Chris, I like you, but we are just fooling around. Don't act hurt. You know it already'.

He couldn't deny it; they hadn't had anything deeper than fun so far. The incredible connection he had felt that night had turned out to be with someone else entirely. 'So you're not annoyed I fucked someone else?'

'I'm ecstatic that you fucked this particular someone else'.

'Why are you so into this? Did you make me do this?'

Anna's laughter wasn't cruel, exactly, but Chris felt his face burn anyway. Some part of him must have known it was Sarah, and that part clearly had no issue with it. 'You made you do this, Chris. I'm just enjoying the ride'.

'I need to tell Sarah. It's not right to keep it from her'.

'No, it isn't. So why haven't you told her?'

'She'll kill me'.

'She might, or she might ask for more'.

'Get real, have you met her?'

'I have, and I've watched her with clearer eyes than you. I've seen how she looks at you when we're in bed. Part of her longs to be with you. Now she has an excuse. The worst has happened'. Chris had nothing to say in response, unsure which outcome he truly wanted. 'I can tell her', Anna said. 'If you like. Just like I did for you. I really, really enjoyed it. And she is so cute. Like you, if you were a girl'.

Chris brushed Anna's general lewdness aside. 'Can you? I can't do it to her. I tried this morning. And she might not believe me without the video'.

'A-ha, is this all a fishing exercise to get me to send you the goods? Tut tut Chris, no incest porn for you. I'm holding on to this, but yes. I will show it to her, and she'll know it happened. In fact, I'm texting her right now'.

* * * * *

Sarah had spent too long in the shower, bringing herself off again. She was insatiable since that incredible night. She found that everything left her turned on. This morning, she had to stop herself from grinding on her own brother after seeing his cock tenting his underwear. Thoughts of Chris made her uneasy in general. She had found herself staring at him, thinking about his body, seeing him with Anna in her mind. And since the night before last, he had hardly left her thoughts. Which was insane! Ricky was the one who had made love to her like she'd never even though possible. Ricky, the guy who, let's face it, was basically a dick and a void where a personality would be. Did she really have such a connection with him? Were they even really a couple? She didn't feel like it, but then that night. How could someone tell you they love you with a single kiss?

Her phone buzzed. She almost ignored the message seeing the sender was Anna, but she forced herself to play nice.

'Hey girlfriend, wanna grab a coffee? I know a great place!'

Sarah sighed. She would have to point out to Anna that she had zero interest in women. Nevertheless, she agreed.

* * * * *

Sarah arrived first and found a comfy sofa in a cranny, far from everyone else. Just how she liked it. She waited in something of a daze, fighting the temptation to slip into a daydream about night-time. She lost several times before Anna turned up, and was just off to check if she was secretly nine months pregnant with waters which had broken when Anna arrived.

Flouncing in, Anna looked radiant, as always. Sarah had tried, but she simply didn't like the woman. It certainly wasn't jealousy, it must be something else. Only, she couldn't quite think what.

'Heyyy girrrrl', Anna drawled.

'Hello'.

'Don't be so stand-offish. I have something to tell you. Actually, I have a couple of somethings to tell you'.

'This doesn't sound promising. If you've kidnapped Chris, you've made a mistake. You've seen how we live. I can give you half of this coffee for ransom, and even that is a stretch'.

'Ha ha ho ho haaaa'. The sarcastic laugh turned into a low chuckle. 'No, I wanted to tell you about how you fucked your brother. Really, it's the sort of thing one should know about'.

'Um. Excuse me?'

'Sorry did I not say it loudly enough? Let me try again'. Anna cupped her hand in front of her mouth to form a makeshift megaphone. 'I was just telling you how you had FU-'

'Yes yes okay shut up shut up shut- shut- shut the fuck up!'

'Mmmmph!'

Sarah took her hand from Anna's mouth to reveal her big stupid movie-star gorgeous grin. She resisted the urge to slap it. Barely. 'Anna what the fuck are you talking about'.

'You know, you really are just like Chris? Here, watch this'. A minute later a trembling Sarah handed the phone back. 'And wasn't it the best you've ever had?'

'No! No! It was an accident! I didn't know it was him!'

'Oh babes. Bbz. Of course you did. You didn't think Ricky made you cum your brains out, did you? Well, maybe you did, he is amazing, but this isn't just fucking is it?' Anna waggled the phone, still playing the damning greenish smut. 'This is making love. Look at that kiss'.

'I just thought it was a connection with Ricky'.

'Did you? Ricky who always has a little stubble? Who had it, like, five minutes before? You think he rushed to the bathroom and shaved his face to come back and fuck you?'

'I didn't notice'.

'Puh-LEAZE, stubble is always noticeable'.

'I just wasn't paying attention! I was too turned on'.

'You were turned on all right, Ricky says he's never seen you look like this. You look like you're ready to eat Chris whole'.

'This is so wrong. I can't believe I did this to him. I should have stopped him'. Sarah's stomach was in knots. This explained why she'd felt so close to Chris the last day or so. Only then. She definitely had never thought about him like this before. Not even when he was fucking Anna so hard she could feel the bed shake, and hear him pumping her full of cum. The thought struck her. 'Does Chris know?'

'I told him last night. For what it's worth, I think it's really doing a number on him. I think it's really fucking you both up, which it shouldn't. It's normal'.

'What do you mean it's normal? It's literally illegal! It's forbidden in all cultures! It's wrong!'

'It's not wrong, I do it all the time'.

Sarah felt as if she was having a stroke. She thought words might be coming out of her mouth, but it might also be blood, or brains. 'Wha fuh?'

'Oh yes, me and Ricky. Look'. Anna pulled up her phone again, video still playing. She swiped to one side causing the zoomed in video to pan over to the other side of the bed, where Anna was swallowing Ricky's cock whole while her eyes tried in vain to drink in the sight of Chris and Sarah. 'See! Totally normal'.

'None of this is normal!'

'Are you sure? How many other siblings have you asked?'

'None! No one asks this stuff because it's so wrong, no one is doing it! It's like asking someone if they murdered someone on the way to work. Besides, you'd know. It has to leave a mark'.

'Oh Ricky has left some marks all right, but not like that. You didn't know, did you?'

Sarah thought, hard. She had had no idea. Not even the faintest suspicion. On the video, Anna and Ricky stood beside the bed, hands on the wall, Ricky taking her hard from behind. As if prescient, Anna waved at the camera, and blew a kiss. Sarah couldn't help but laugh at the sheer audacity.

'It really is amazing, you know', Anna continued. 'He's so perfect for me. I'm glad he's my brother. No one else would come close'.

'So what are Chris and I then?' Sarah asked.

'Fun. I'm sorry, but that's it. Isn't that enough? Do you need more? If you do, it's right there, in your bed, every night. Ricky and I got together in the same way. Our parents are always gone, and the house was being re-modeled. We agreed to share a bed, one thing leads to another and I'm cumming hard, all night every night. The difference is we had the strength to admit what we wanted and the will to take it. Are you and Chris going to take it? Or are you going to be miserable?' Anna stood, leaving Sarah so flustered that she couldn't speak. 'One last thing', Anna added. 'I've sent you the video. The full video, both sides. Chris doesn't have it, only you'.

'Why do you want me to have it?'

'So you can watch it, duh. And think about what you really want. There are still two couples in that room, and they love each other. You just didn't know which ones before'. Anna left without another word, and Sarah saw the notification pop up on her phone. File received.

She tapped on it, auto-pilot engaged. She couldn't take her eyes off it. The whole thing was long, both couples at it for a while. She couldn't take her eyes off Chris. One of the coffee shop staff cleared his throat before clearing her table of the now-cold coffee, and gave her a quick wink before walking off. She pulled her things together and fled for home.

* * * * *

Chris had been pacing the room, treading both of the steps he could take over and over. He realised he had no control over what madness Anna might put in Sarah's head, but it was too late now. He heard the lock opening as his body surged with electricity. He felt like he was floating, out of control, a passenger in his own body. He tried to speak, but he was certain that instead of words, sand came out.

Sarah said nothing, but pulled out her phone, turned it to him, and pressed play. He couldn't watch.

'Sarah, I'm sorry, it's all my fault-'.

'Chris. Watch the video. Actually look at it'.

Chris did in fact engage his eyes, and felt his jaw drop. Anna and Ricky were fucking! That was incest. Not like him and Sarah, that was an accident, that didn't count! This was so wrong his cock came to full hardness in protest. He sat down hard on the bed.

'They seem to be having a good time?' He hazarded.

Sarah snorted. 'Yeah no shit. Keep watching'.

He did, as Sarah sat on the bed next to him. He watched Ricky take Anna from behind. He watched him fuck her against the wall, somehow in total silence. He watched Anna carefully lay down on the bed so Ricky could eat her out as she mashed her hips into his face, clearly cumming hard as she bit her own hand. He watched the love they shared as he mounted her, slowly and carefully bringing her to another orgasm, before she bent to clean his cock of their mixed cum. And all the while, a part of him watched himself and Sarah, in blissful ignorance, enjoying the closest and most meaningful lovemaking they had ever felt.