The Firing Squad: Part 2: The Aftermath

The twins were on opposite sides when it was boys v girls in the showers, but what would happen when they got home?

As Orla, Niamh and Una lay in their beds that night their minds were filled with sexy images:

- climbing a ladder to watch hunky young rugby players take a shower,
- being ordered to strip naked in front of them,
- lining up naked beside their friends,
- letting the boys squirt their spunk all over their defenceless boobs.

They may have thought it was no more than a dream, but when the boys came to their room with the ladder and all their clothes, they knew it had been for real!

At first they thought it was nice of the boys to deliver their belongings.
They were impressed by their generous act of chivalry, but their opinions would soon change once they discovered some additional, unexpected, mementos of the previous night's encounter.

Big crusty stains of spunk deposited in every single pair of knickers.

Charming!

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The coach journey home from the field trip was awkward to say the least.
Whilst most of the students happily chatted amongst themselves, others were deliberately silent - communicating only in looks, glances, giggles and secret gestures.

A careful observer would have quickly concluded that something had occurred between the three girls and the five boys at the back of the bus.
But if any of their tutors did notice, they certainly weren't going to do anything about it.
Nobody had been hurt, no laws had been broken and everybody was over 18.
It was none of their business.

It was a long and tedious journey, but eventually the coach returned to the college and the students all went their separate ways.
Well, all of them except for two.

Niamh and her, rugby playing, twin brother, Paddy.
They walked home together.

They both had vivid memories of what had happened in the shower room, just 24 hours earlier.
They would cherish those memories for the rest of their lives but, for now at least, they behaved as though nothing had ever happened.
They both went about their business as usual and retired to their bedrooms like any other brother and sister would.

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However, Paddy couldn't ignore what he and his friends had done.
He felt so guilty that he could barely sleep.
He decided to set things right first thing in the morning.

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He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and padded across the landing to Niamh's bedroom door.
He knocked nervously.
She invited him in.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

"What about?"

"Erm, you know - the shower room."

"Not now." She whispered, "Mum & dad might hear."

"It's okay, they've gone out. They thought we both needed a lie in. Mum said we looked like we hadn't slept for days."

"Oh. That obvious eh." She yawned.
"Ok Paddy what is it that you want to say."

He sat on her bed.
"Well erm, just to say that I'm really sorry about what happened and I want you to know that it wasn't my idea.
I, I hope you're okay about it.
Sorry."

Niamh propped herself up on one elbow, waking herself from her slumber.
"It's fine." she replied in a matter of fact kind of way.
"We wanted to see some naked boys and look at their cocks.
You caught us and made us get naked then used your cocks to teach us a lesson."
She yawned again.
"Poetic justice I guess.
We just got what we deserved."

"Yeah, but it wasn't a very nice was it. I mean, doing that to you all..."

"It was okay really!"
She kissed him gently on the cheek.
"No one made us do it.
I know Dermot thought he was in charge, but we weren't tied up were we?
The door wasn't locked, no one held us down - no one even touched us!
We could have easily got away if we'd wanted to. We just had to kick you in the balls and leg it!
But we didn't.
None of us complained or put up a fight, did we?"

"Oh, so you didn't mind then? I thought you might have expected me to step in and save you. I mean, I am your brother..."

She stroked the cheek she had kissed a moment earlier.
"Oh Paddy, that's so sweet of you.
I'm sorry if it made you felt awkward.
We just wanted to see some cocks - I didn't know you were going to be there. And it's okay, I wasn't expecting you to save me.
Like I said we brought it all on ourselves really."
She sighed reflectively.
"If I'm being honest it was a bit frightening when you all started marching towards us with your cocks out, but it was the most exciting thing I've ever done."

"You liked it then?"

"Oh yes!
She smiled and nodded.
"And don't pretend you didn't enjoy it either!"

"Oh course I did."
He shrugged, embarrassed.
"I haven't ever had three naked girls before."

Niamh doubted that he'd ever even had one, but she let it pass.
"I meant with you and Orla. I heard you, you know."

"Oh yeah!
I got her good!
Slashed her across both her tits... Oh sorry that sounds rude."

"It's okay. She told me, and I saw her tits - they were covered in the stuff."

"How did you get on?"Paddy ventured, "You had Cormac and Dara, didn't you."

Niamh blushed a little.
"Well, if you must know, I think Cormac might have done it before because he absolutely drenched my boobs. His stuff was still dripping off them when I got back to my dorm."

Paddy rolled his eyes, imagining the scene, lost for words.
"What about Dara?" he asked, moving on.

"Oh.
Completely different.
He got me in my face.
I wasn't expecting that.
He absolutely plastered me, I even got some in my hair."

"You must have looked quite a sight!" he laughed.

"Yeah, I was an absolute mess.... And, oh I got some in my mouth too... it didn't taste too bad though."

"You mean you ate it?"

"Yeah, I couldn't help myself."

They laughed again and lay side by side for a moment.

"What did the other girls have to say."

"Oh they had fun to."

"What about Orla?"

"You mean what did she say about you?"

"Er, yeah, okay."

"Well she said you were cute and polite and you had a nice cock. You weren't too rough and you made her feel sexy...
And er, oh yeah, she said you had a nice bum!
Una said that too, so maybe it's your best feature."

Paddy chuckled, he wasn't sure whether that was a joke or a compliment.

"Well I guess that must run in the family then. All the lads said you had the best arse too."

"Charmed I'm sure!
Go on then, what else did they have to say about me?"

"Well they all liked your tits but..."

"I know! Una's got the biggest and best pair in the whole college...!"

"Erm, they might be the biggest, but I wouldn't say they're the best."

"Really?"

"Yes.
I was trying not to look, but I couldn't help it and I think yours are even better."
He looked away shyly.

"Do you really think so." She arched her back, stretching the cotton of her thin summer nightie over the swell of her breasts.

"Well," he gulped, "Yes."
His sister had never invited him to stare at them so blatantly before.

She flushed a little - surprised to find herself aroused by her brother's admiration.
There felt a flutter in her pussy and noticed bulge in his pyjamas that she simply couldn't ignore..
She bit her lip.
"Would you like to see them again."

Paddy nodded silently.

Niamh rembered what her friend Orla had told her. She decided to take a step further.
"Ok," she breathed, "let's make a deal.
I'll show you mine, if you show me yours."

"What?"
He took a moment to gather his wits.
"You want me to take my top off?
I haven't got any tits!"

"No, but you've got a cock!
Orla and Una both say it's a nice one, so if you let me see it, I'll show you my tits."

It was a deal.

Naimh pulled her nighty off, over her head.
A week ago it would have been unthinkable, but now it just felt sexy. She was proud to get her boobs out for a boy and, besides, she wanted to see his dick!

Paddy didn't hesitate either.
He stripped naked.
Apparently all the girls liked his cock... and his arse too!
Why shouldn't he let his sister see them - especially if she was getting her tits out!

They looked at each other in silence for a moment, enjoying the view.
Then they both spoke at once - saying the same thing - as though it was some sort of twin telepathy.
"Is it okay if I touch...?" they both asked simultaneously.
"Yes, of course" they both giggled, "be gentle".

Their telepathic connection was about to become a physical one...

Paddy reached out first.
Grabbing his sister's boobs, squeezing them like he was tooting a horn!

"Oooh," not so hard, Niamh flinched, "I like to have them stroked."

"Sorry," he did as he was told, caressing the soft flesh, making his sister sigh.
"That's better."
He moved to her nipples, teasing their peaks.
"Do they always stick out like this?" he asked.

"No, just when I'm feeling sexy - or if I'm cold, but I'm not cold now! Ok?"

"So am I making you feel sexy then?" he teased.

"Oh yeah." She squeezed his stiff cock, "and I'm not the only one am I?"

"No, I suppose I must have made Orla feel sexy too. Her nips were hard when I squirted them."

"I didn't mean Orla, you fool!"
She gave him a shove.
"I meant you.
I do make you feel sexy don't I?"

"Yes, course you do..."

"Good."
"But take my advice Paddy!
If you get a girl in bed, don't ever talk about another one!"
She squeezed his balls playfully, "You wouldn't want to make her jealous!"

"Aaah!
Ok, lesson learned."
He kissed her tits and looked her in the eye.
"You're the only girl I'd ever want to be with.
I'm so lucky to have you in my life."

"That's better.
Carry on talking like that if you want to keep me happy."
She stroked the length of his cock, making it twitch.
"And kiss my tits some more - feels really nice."

They lay side by side.
Hugging and holding.
Fondling and feeling.
Squeezing and stroking.
Discovering each other's bodies.
Kissing tenderly, but definitely not on the lips - that wouldn't be proper - they were brother and sister after all!

But "brother and sister" or not, they were a man and a woman in an intimate naked embrace. They could do nothing to resist the carnal urges and impulses.

"You're getting sticky," Niamh giggled, showing Paddy the precum on her fingers.
"Tastes okay." She licked it off.

"You think I'm getting sticky." He retorted, "It feels like you're wetting your knickers!"
He slid a hand between her legs, cupping her sex and feeling her juices seeping through the gusset.
"They can't be comfortable..."

"Oh!"
Niamh shuffled clear of her brother's grasp and sat up against the headboard.
"So you want to take my knickers off do you?"
She chided him like a naughty boy.
"Well let's see if you're man enough!"
She had a glint in her eye.
She had no doubt that she was going to let her twin get her naked, but she was going to make him work for it.
She wanted to try sexy game that Una said she played with her brother, Gerry.

"Follow me."
She led him to the toilet.

"Hey, what are you doing?
I'm not into any kinky stuff you know."

"It's okay Paddy.
I just need you to stay here and count to 200 while I go and hide."

"You want to play hide and seek?" he asked dubiously.

"Yeah, and if you want to take these off then you've got to find me first. Understand?"
She snapped her knicker elastic against her waist to make her point.

"Okay," he chuckled

Niamh made her way towards the door, "And you have to count slowly!"
"Starting now!"

She closed the door behind her and scampered down the stairs - boobs bouncing freely and feet stamping loudly, as she went.
Then she crept back up.
Silent as a mouse.
Carefully dodging the creaky step.

She went into Paddy's room - a messy, smelly, cave where he got up to "heavens knows what".
He'd never expect her to hide in there.
She held her breath and crawled under his bed.
There were lots of suspicious tissues down there, but they didn't put her off - she was no longer a stranger to crusty spunk!

"...198, 199, 200!
Coming, ready or not!"
Paddy burst from the loo and headed down the stairs, his semi hard cock bouncing from thigh to thigh.

Niamh giggled silently - he'd fallen for her trick and thought she was downstairs.
He was so predictable!
She imagined him searching the lounge, probably using a cushion to conceal his manhood, in case anybody could see him through the window.
Then he'd be checking the dining room and the kitchen, probably even the pantry.
She heard him unlock the conservatory door.
What an idiot!
As if she'd hide in there!

"Bloody hell Niamh!" he yelled angrily, "Where are you?"
He stomped back up the stairs, barging her bedroom door open and searching through her wardrobe.
"Shit!"

He couldn't find her there and she wasn't in their parents' room either.
There weren't many places left to look.

He was beginning to give up.
Maybe his sister was just fooling him.
Perhaps she'd got dressed and left the house while he was counting.
Maybe she wasn't going to let him see her pussy after all.
Bugger!

He though he might as well check his own bedroom, anyway.
He didn't expect to find her there, and he was right.
She wasn't hiding in his closet, she wasn't under the duvet and she hadn't shuffled behind the curtains.
He was defeated.
It was so frustrating.

He slumped down on his bed.

"Oooh"
He heard a gasp.
She was in the room, after all!
He began to look around frantically.
Niamh couldn't help but giggle.

"Ah for fuck's sake!"
Paddy spotted her and dragged her out from under the bed.
"I looked everywhere!
I was starting to think you'd gone out for a walk!"

"I know! And I was here all the time!" she grinned.

Paddy looked down at her lying on the floor. She thought she was clever, but it was time to claim his prize.
"Well I've found you now, so you know what that means.
Time to get these knickers off!"

"Oh!
Do you think so!"
She grabbed the waistband with both hands, holding them tight.
"Well let's see you try!"

He wasn't expecting her to put up a fight but Paddy was up for the challenge.
He made a grab for her panties too.
The fight was on.

They rolled around on the floor together, grappling and wrestling one another.
Laughing hysterically as they battled over the fate on Niamh's knickers.
They barely noticed how her tits bounced or his how cock swelled and slapped between their bodies.
They both kicked and wriggled and squirmed, struggling for supremacy, but neither of them would surrender their hold on the underwear.

Niamh fought valiantly to protect her honour, but her brother was a fit young rugby player and he was naturally stronger than her.
He eventually managed to subdue her struggles and pin her down on her back.
She looked so sexy lying beneath him, panting, her bare breasts heaving, her eyes looking into his.
She was irresistible.
He just had to see her in all her naked glory.
He took a deep breath and yanked at her panties, it was time they went!

Niamh hung on for all she was worth, enjoying their playful tussle as her knickers were stretched further and further down her leg, exposing her virgin pussy.
She felt the chill of fresh air upon her moist slit.
The game was lost.

"Okay! Okay!
You win!"
She finally surrendered
"There's no need to tear them."

She smiled and licked her lips, as she released her grasp, allowing her brother to strip away the final shred of her clothing and gaze upon the most private part of her body.

Paddy stared in reverence.
He had no words.
He was overcome by exhaustion and the enormity of the moment.

Of course he'd seen pussy before - in the shower, just a couple of days ago, but it wasn't like this.
Those girls had never planned to be seen naked. They'd tried to hide themselves with their hands when they undressed and then they'd all knelt down to receive their "punishment" so he'd never really seen much more than their pubic hair.
But his sister had come to his room on purpose.
She had challenged him to take her panties off.
She knew he'd do it.
She wanted him to do it.
She'd made it a sexy game.
And now, there she was, lying before him, helpless, naked, gleaming with sweat, wanting to be seen

He froze for a moment, unsure what he should do next.
"Are you okay?" Niamh asked.

"Er yeah." Paddy stumbled the words, "Erm... could you open your legs a bit more... please."
He couldn't believe that he'd asked her to do that
And he couldn't believe it when she did - spreading her legs wide and displaying everything!

"Is that far enough?" She couldn't believe she'd said that either, but Paddy was right, she really did want to be seen.

"Yes... thanks."

She lay there.
Legs akimbo.
Happily submitting herself to her brother's inspection, but knowing that merely looking wouldn't be enough.

It wouldn't be enough for either of them...

Their twin connection came into play once more when she whispered "It's okay" in answer to her brother's unspoken question
Paddy instinctively understood her meaning.
He stroked her slit, touching it for the first time.
Touching it "oh so softly".
Testing his sister's reaction and cautiously exploring the slick folds and creases of her sacred space.

Niamh moaned her approval of his amorous attentions, her moans becoming louder as her arousal increased.
His fingers and palm continued to paw at her pussy with increasing confidence, sliding across her ever moistening lips.

She was loving every moment, every movement, every touch and then...
"Aaahhh..."
She arched her back, forcing herself onto him.
He'd discovered her clit.!

She squirmed and her breath became heavy and ragged as she sought to contain herself despite the overwhelming urges and exquisite emotions surging through her body.

She bit her lip and tried to overcome the feverish feelings flowing from her fanny, but then she felt a hand on her tit.
Grabbing it, squeezing it, claiming it with more hunger and desire than she had ever known.
It was too much.
She could resist no more.

"Oh, ohh. O my god! Paddy!"

She hit the peak of her passion and trembled beneath him.
She pulled him tightly to her body and held him in a firm embrace, kissing him long and hard on the lips.
Kissing him like a lover, not a brother.

He instinctively rolled on top.
She automatically raised her knees, cradling his hips between her thighs.

Once more the twins understood each other without the need for conversation.

Niamh slid a hand between them and grasped the cock that was trapped between their bodies.
It felt bigger and harder than before.

She pushed it towards her sex and whispered simply, "Take care. I'm not safe."

Her brother needed no further instruction.
He adjusted his hips and slid smoothly and confidently into his sister's heavenly haven.

They both gasped at the intimate pleasure of their coupling.
Paddy, feeling the gentle grasp of her silken walls around his throbbing member.
And Niamh, experiencing the sensation of a man moving within her for the first time.

They were both virgins, but there was no pain or blood, just the unsullied joy of their incestuous union.
It felt so right.
So natural.
They instictively moved in perfect synchronicity.
Giving and taking primal pleasure to and from one another.
Sharing their most precious of moments.
Sharing their excitement, their ardour - becoming ever more fervent in their desire for eachother's bodies, until...

"That's it!"

Paddy withdrew with urgency.
Unsheathing his triumpant cock from Niamh's gaping cunt with only seconds to spare.
No sooner was it released than it shot a shower of seed from the hollow of her navel up to the valley of her cleavage.
She squealed in excitement, while Paddy aimed the remaining rope onto her tits, coating them for a second time.

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They lay together for some time, oblivious to the hard floor against their backs or the drying jizz crusting on their fronts.

Just enjoying the wonderful moment of feeling neither awake nor asleep, but in that perfect place between.

Sadly their sibling serenity was short lived as they heard their parents return home.
"Hey Paddy, isn't it about time you got up?" Their father shouted up the stairs

"Erm, yes. I, I've been up for quite a while actually!"
He shouted back with a grin waving his still erect cock.

"And you too Niamh. You can't stay in that nighty all day you know!"

"No mum, of course not," she spluttered as they both burst out laughing

"Ock, what are you laughing at now?
Teenagers!"
Their parents rolled their eyes.