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7th Heaven: Part 1 - Family Secrets (mf,f-mast,inc,nc-cons,cons)
by VGSS

She had really started the whole thing. That's why Lucy Camden never felt
guilty about what she was doing with her brother. They were both teenagers,
with all the natural urges and desires as should be. So what if she was
fucking him on a daily basis? It was so easy for her to do this one little
thing, and it made him happy. And even when the middle Camden daughter was
feeling to tired to romp, Simon had always managed to sweet-talking his way
into her pants.

It had all began when she let her own sexual impulses get the best of her.
Back then, she'd been sharing a room with Mary, and when her big sister had
left for school early one day to work on a science project, Lucy had been
overjoyed in her own solitude. Immediately her fingers went to work furiously
diddling the secret place she'd recently discovered between her legs. The
pubescent female lasted all of two minutes before she erupted in a silent
scream, pouring girl cream all over her hot little hand.

Since all of her masturbatory experience had been confined to the bathtub
until now, she had no idea that orgasm was such a messy activity. Although
Lucy knew that Simon was probably in the shower now, she couldn't bare to
go down to breakfast with that tell-tale scent all over her hands announcing
to everyone that she was a slave to her hormones. Despite the stern taboo
about disturbing the privacy of other family members, she would have to risk
it.

Lucy crept down the hallway from her room, holding the musky extremity behind
her back lest anyone suddenly appear. At last satisfied she was alone, the
nervous girl jiggled the doorknob of the bathroom door and vanished inside.

"Thank goodness we also have a rule about no locked doors..." she thought
with relief, feeling the accumulated steam fog her vision. The curtain was a
dark green, opaque enough to obscure either from seeing the other, but she
promptly sat on the toilet anyway. The tall sink fixture was large enough to
hiding her lower half from view just in case, so she quickly went about her
business without shame.

Shucking her pajamas to the ground, Lucy reached for the toilet paper
and lightly dabbed her soaked blonde curls. Her graceful pubes were now
dreadfully matted together, most unbecoming of a woman. With a frown she
continued, wrapping the tissue around her finger to voyage ever-so-gently
into her passage to clean the residual fluid from there as well.

Satisfied with the appearance of her genitals, Lucy pulled her bottoms up
and held them to her waist, dropping the scented scrap into the water below.
And then, as she'd done a hundred times before, the complacent teenager
reached behind and flushed the bowl, completely forgetting Simon was a few
feet away under the cascading water.

Not even bothering to draw her pants closed, she turned towards the faucet
to cleanse her hands, onto to find a large, blurry object moving towards her.
Instinctively, she put up her hands to shield herself before being tackled
to the ground.

"LUCY!" he grimaced, his skin glowing red from the sudden influx of hot water
into the tub. As Simon got up on his elbows, his anger dissipated as he gazed
into her puzzled look with one of his own. He could tell she realized he was
naked, and that greatly turned him on. The boy's scowl had quickly turned
into jubilation once he realized her unclothed thighs were pressing up
against his. This was an opportunity to let his hormones go wild and cop a
feel of his shapely sis.

"Get off of me, Simon..." the young girl ordered, a peculiar ticklish
sensation on her rear preventing any further words from forming. With growing
concern, she realized her unsecured jammies had fallen down in the tumble. It
wasn't her pink nightclothes that his morning wood was pressing against, but
her naked crotch!

Feeling her golden fuzz tease the underside of his dick, Simon lost all
semblance of control. "No, stop it!" Lucy protested when his hands began
kneading her breasts through the thin shirt. "You... uhh... can't do this!"

But Lucy's exposed vagina was more than enough to prod her brother into the
nether world of debauchery. Regardless of what would happen, be it eternal
contempt from his own sibling, banishment from the family, or even prison,
this was the first chance he'd ever had to satisfy his primal desires. "I
can't pass this up..." he thought, looking down to where their nude forms
met.

"Jesus, he's looking at my *pussy*!" Lucy's mind echoed, and she tried to
worm her hips out from under him. The motions, however, only served to
bringing the head of Simon's tool closer to his sister's pink opening.
Lucy started freaking out when she felt the crown pass her clitoris,
knowing there was nothing protecting her slit now. "You gotta stop..." she
pled, already feeling her flower opening wide. "It's not right... you can't,
you can't...!"

"Sorry, Luce." Simon answered plainly while looking at her panicked eyes.
"I can't help myself." Without any further delay, he slipped into her flower
to the hilt. Instantly feeling a full sensation rocket up her pipes, the
pinned female arched her back, shutting her eyes tight and letting a low
"unnhhhhhhhh" loose from her lips.

For a moment, the only sound echoing in the small room was the soft patter
of water hitting the ceramic tiles. Lucy simply stared at the ceiling, trying
to comprehend if what she thought had just happened actually had. When Simon
began to move inside her, she knew it was for real.

"Oh, Jesus..." she groaned, acutely aware the rigid mass had bottomed out
inside her sensitive tunnel.

While part of her wanted to continue to resist his advances, Lucy knew he
didn't mean to hurt her. A virile teenager getting such an opportunity...
who could blame him? The more Simon stuffed her limber quim, the less she
felt like stopping him. The sheer exuberance on his cherubic face, the
musical grunts he emitted each time her fleshy walls pulled at his prick...
it all seemed like such a simple task now that she thought about it. She
just had to lie here on her back, and let him enjoy something she was
otherwise wasting.

"Just don't... finish... in there..." she asked politely, innocuously peering
down at the junction of their bodies.

"What?" Simon pronounced groggily, as if awaking from a stupor. Looking on
at her trusting face, now belatedly allowing his actions, he could hold out
no longer. Before any cognizant thought could spur him to pull out, he was
spreading his sticky seed all over her insides. Lucy relaxed in a smile as
his face contorted in bliss, knowing it was her womanly endowments that were
provoking him so.

"That looked like fun." Lucy said once he was done, petting her baby
brother's head as it rested on her chest.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..." Simon sputtered, craning his neck to gaze directly at
her. "It happened so fast, and I just couldn't..."

"It's allright..." Lucy said soothingly, unable to wipe the amused grin off
her face. "I'm not mad."

"Then do you think maybe we could... do it again?" he inquired unabashedly,
beaming as his partner blushed. "I wasn't able to help myself... I needed
it real bad. So, would you?"

"We'll see, Simon..." Lucy promised, pressing a finger to his lips. But she
already knew what her answer would be...

* * *

Coming home from school that same day, Lucy had barely stepped into her
bedroom before Simon barged in behind, brandishing his cock and a felicitous
grin.

"Please?" he implored desperately, his hands all over her hidden curves. With
no good reason not to, the elder Camden gave in, and the two siblings bounced
the bedsprings for a few passionate minutes. Once again, Simon was unable to
hold back, gasping as he filled Lucy with thick, incestuous ropes of sperm.

"You're going to have to stop doing that!" she remarked with a laugh when he
pulled away. Red-faced, he quickly apologized and ducked back into his own
room, heaving her to clean up the mess. It was actually easier this way, with
no emotional attachment to the dirty deed. She felt that as a growing boy, he
needed some outlet for his adolescent longings, and who was more suited to
fulfill them needs than someone so easily accessible?

Since that fateful day, they had settled into an unspoken schedule of
screwing at least three times daily, and more whenever it could be squeezed
in. First thing in the morning, Simon would creep into Lucy's room and
hastily have a go at her semi-conscious form while the early-rising Mary was
bathing. This was extremely enjoyable, for he could always explode in her
belly knowing that she would eventually be able to douche once the bathroom
was free. On more than one occasion, however, they ran a little late, and
she had to go to school with a load of her brother's cream sloshing inside
her panties.

As soon as the two were reunited after classes, Simon was once again at
work cajoling sex out of his sister. His endearing petitions were always
successful in procuring access to Lucy's genitals. Once presented with
her permission, of course, he ceased to plea and simply stuck it to her
golden-clad burrow until he felt better.

Simon at least *tried* to extract himself before climaxing in their afternoon
fuck session, so he could blow his load into the wad of tissues Lucy always
had ready on the nightstand. Many times, however, the youngest Camden son
simply couldn't do without the joy of orgasm in his sibling's receptive womb.
On those occasions, Lucy would sigh with a "boys will be boys" look and start
fucking her hips. It she was going to have to deal with cleaning up her
crotch, he might as well get a good bang out of it.

After doing his thing, Simon would usually get up and give her a quick peck
on the cheek, as if she'd merely paid him a compliment. That's all it was to
him, a fun little thing boys and girls could do that made him feel real nice.
Sometimes he'd entrench his hold on their relationship by muttering a quick
"Thanks" or "Man, that was good!" More often than not, he would simply up
and leave until the next time he got hard.

Nighttime was always a special treat, because the two lovebirds could now use
the privacy of the shower to do nasty things. That first week, Simon arranged
for he and Lucy to have the first and last showers of the evening, so he
could pump her privates twice. Their parents had quickly become suspicious at
their offspring's sudden interest in bathing, though, and those interludes
had to be cut back. Presently, the system was to alternate each day which of
them would sneak in for hanky-panky.

If either was going to be busy that night, Lucy would casually strip off all
her garments and spread herself on the toilet, helping Simon fuck her until
she was leaking white goo. When endowed with more time for naughty behavior,
they would elaborately lather each other up in the water before going at it,
the assenting female placing her back against the tile wall before letting
Simon blast her silly. What she really liked about getting laid after hours
was that he would sometimes play with her pert boobies while they coupled.

These rituals made up the bulk of the middle Camdens' sex life, and the
adolescents were only able to digress to more risque activities on rare
occasions. If Lucy was doing the laundry and Simon found out, he would
trot down to the basement, risking everything by bending her over the
appliance and having his way. On the weekends when the other family
members were more likely to be home, they had to get more creative,
stealing conjugal interludes in whatever corners of the home that could
be risked.

Simon's all-time favorite scenario came about on those rarest of occasions
when he and Lucy were totally alone. With a mischievous glint, he would ask
to do the thing that turned him on the most. She never shied away, knowing
how much it meant to him, and gladly peeled off her clothing in the living
room as her sibling did the same. When they were both blissfully nude, he
would mount her on the bare carpet, rutting without restraint.

Doing the deed in such a public place brought the realization that their
perverse act was visible to anyone who might happen to look through the
windows. And of course, anyone who came home early would not be able to
help discovering them mid-coital. It was that fear that excited him, and
the titillating sight of Lucy having to cup her vagina afterwards so as
to not drip any evidence onto the carpet.

* * *

The pair had been going on like this for some time, including quite a few
close calls. Having just watched her new roommate Ruthie sashay out the
bedroom door for a pre-bedtime wash, Lucy thought she would have at least
a half hour of quiet to peacefully study for her biology exam. But when she
heard the door quickly open and shut again, the middle child knew that was
not to be.

"God, don't you ever give up?" she bemoaned from the bed, peeking over her
shoulder to watch her boundless brother approach.

"Not when I have such a willing sister..." the younger Camden replied,
laying on top of the prone female and playfully humping her backside. "Come
on," he asked nicely, giving her back an impromptu massage. "One quickie and
then I'll leave you alone."

"Yeah, until tomorrow!" Lucy snapped, smiling somewhat at the throbbing mass
rubbing over her butt. "Fine, then." she huffed with perceptible annoyance.
"Just hurry up before Ruthie gets back."

No sooner had she uttered consent than eager hands wrapped around her waist,
snapping her jeans open with practiced skill. As the weight left her body,
she extended her legs, allowing Simon to pull her to the edge of the mattress
so her behind hung over the edge. "Your favorite position..." the reverend's
daughter mused, feeling the blue material slide off her delicate limbs.

Her panties were exposed now... a mere cotton garment with tiny pink hearts
sprinkled liberally about. While earlier on in the day she would been wearing
a frilly white thing over her privates, twice accepting her brother's seed
since dawn had forced her to switch to a less elegant pair before going to
sleep. Not that Simon cared, anyway. He was still a fan of the ol'
in-and-out, and never paid much attention to her intimates.

With a soft "swish," the undies came down and he filled her passage
with the usual force. Even though Lucy had never had an orgasm from her
less-than-wholesome choice of partner, she couldn't deny that each time
her cunt enveloped his stiffy, her teenage loins reacted slightly.

As usual, their union did not last long. She lay there placidly accepting
his cock, her boobs brushing up against the inside of her shirt with each
jerk of her body. Simon was equally silent, focused on spreading her ass
apart so he could get at the puffy hole beneath. Grunts and guttural noises
became more frequent, and then he was shooting his sis full of spunk,
completely without fanfare.

"Ugh!" Lucy groaned, flipping around once he had left her. "You didn't even
try to pull out this time!" She looked down at her muff, and the ooze flowing
from her womanly door. "Now I'll have to stay like this until Ruthie gets
out."

"Well, I know how to pass the time..." Simon offered, the phrase sounding
peculiarly rehearsed.

"Oh yeah?" she answered with interest, holding her lower limbs wide apart so
the cum wouldn't seep onto her bedsheets. "Whatcha gonna do?" She didn't seem
the least bit embarrassed that she was still exposed, even though the passion
had passed.

The younger Camden lay on top of his sister, his pecker nestled in her yellow
fuzz. "I want to make you come, too..."

"Oh, Simon!" Lucy cooed. "You know I'm perfectly capable of doing that
myself!"

"That's not what I meant, Luce..." he persisted, leaning all the way over to
give her a kiss. Not the usual cheek-smooch, but a full-blown, on-the-lips
merging of their mouths. Lucy didn't physically object, but was left
trembling and confused when he stopped. He had NEVER done that, and this was
rapidly cracking the careful wall she'd managed to build between what they
were doing and being *lovers*.

Before her dizzy brain could formulate a response, Simon continued. "I want
to make you as happy as you make me."

"But, Simon..." Lucy stuttered as he pulled her up suddenly, thoughts of
eloping and pregnancy and that horrible word "incest" flying about her
consciousness. "I just... do this for you because you need it. You can't
be falling in love with your own sister!"

"Lucy..." he announced, pausing his crusade to drag her to the door. "I
already have." Then, as the preteen girl swooned, Simon reached down, guiding
himself to her wet box once again. His other hand was already snaking under
her shirt, rubbing the often-neglected nubs. As the sensations built, this
time from fingers other than her own, Lucy knew this was what she wanted.

"Simon, make love to me..." Lucy gasped breathlessly, preparing for their
first mutual orgasm.
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6/28/03 - ? VGSS
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