Review #175

A Brother and Sister on Holiday

Story by Eager46

Review by Ray

"Wow, Clare, this is some apartment," gasped Ryan as he unlocked and pushed open the door of the timeshare apartment, between Malaga and Marbella on Spain's Costa Del Sol.

"Gosh it is super," replied Clare.

The two explored the apartment and discovered that there were two double bedrooms and a single bedroom. One of the double bedrooms, had an ensuite bathroom, and was obviously the master bedroom, and there was another bathroom downstairs.

It is immensely disturbing to me that we've already established where the bathrooms are in this story.

The apartment had a really good kitchen and a large lounge, and to the delight of Ryan and his sister, had a huge balcony with a high glass wall.

"You can have the master bedroom, and I will have the other double one, Ryan, seeing as you are the oldest,"

Said no sister ever.

Clare said.

"Ok thanks, and you can use the ensuite if you want to, to save you going downstairs, as long as I am not in it."

"Ok, thanks, let's get packed and sit out for a while."

"Yes, good idea."

Good god, did these two walk straight out of a 1950s infomercial?

The two unpacked in their separate bedrooms, and both knew that it had been a bit of good fortune that their Father had broken his leg at work,

Sir and madam, it is my regretful duty to inform both of you that you are assholes.

just the week before, and their parents, had, instead of canceling had changed the names on the booking and flights etc, and that they had used the holiday.

18 year old Ryan and his 17 year old sister Clare had a close, loving relationship.

And then they fucked. Right? I mean, since we’re reviewing this story, there’s at least a 95% chance that they fuck.

There was only one year between them, and they had grown up, a close brother and sister. Only twice in their life, had there been any kind of Sexual experience between them.

When Ryan was 12 and Clair 11, they played "Mummy and Daddy" in her room one day.

Ryan had told her that he had something amazing to tell her,

He told her his dick, didn’t he? Don’t even ask me how that works, either; these stories can just be dumb in ways beyond your wildest dreams.

and they had gone into her Bedroom.

WHY ARE ARBITRARY WORDS CAPITALIZED? This bothers me a lot more than it should.

"Well, then what is it you are so desperate to tell me about?"

"I saw Mummy and Daddy, doing it."

"Doing what?"

"You know, what adults do, fucking."

Hey—you’re twelve. Stop swearing and go fuck your sister.



"Fucking, making love."

"Gosh, did they see you?"

"No silly, I came back on Saturday from Football, and heard gasping and panting coming from their bedroom, and the door was open, as they must have thought that they were alone in the house, as you were out and I was at Football."

Okay, who talks like this? Who, at the age of twelve, speaks in well-articulated sentences with clear transitions between distinct clauses? I don’t say this very often, but writer: please stop trying so hard.

"Golly, what were they doing?"

"How do you mean?"

"Just that, I want to know what you saw."


"Well, they were both naked on the bed, and Mum was on her back, with her legs wide apart, and her knees drawn right up and Dad was on top of her with his penis going in and out of her, thingy, you know, her fanny, or vagina."

Heh. Fanny.

"Wow," Clare had said, feeling a little funny inside her belly and somehow excited with a pleasant tingling in her tiny little pre-breasts,

and down below in her little fanny, too, she felt a nice warmth.

Wow writer, way to make the word fanny cringe-worthy. I’m honestly just impressed at this point.

"Could you show me?"

"Show you what they were doing?"


"We are not naked, and they were naked."


"Well then let's be naked then."


"Are you sure?"


"Of course, are you scared; after all we used to bath together for years?"

They had taken a bath together most of their lives until one Friday night, both of them were shocked when Ryan's little penis suddenly grew hard and stood straight up as he knelt in the bath.

They had stared at it, as it stood straight up, about 4 inches long.

For about two seconds, I legitimately considered Googling whether or not that was impressive. Then I remembered that

Clare had reached out and held it. It was very hard, and sort of throbbing.

"I like that when you touch it, mmmmmm," Ryan has sighed.

Even the fucking pillow talk sounds formal. This is the most British erotica I’ve ever read.

Nothing further happened that night, but Clare had, told her mother that Ryan's pee-pee had got hard in the water, and after that they were told that the baths together had to stop as they were growing up and their bodies were about to change and it was not right for them to be naked together.

Clare had been only dressed in a short nightie and was naked underneath, and so it took only seconds for her to pull it off and stand naked in front of her brother.

*It took only seconds for her to disobey the one goddamn thing her mother said.

Ryan had looked at his sister's naked body, taking in the little swellings on her chest, capped, with little red nipples, and gaze carried down over her nice slim body to between her legs, where her smooth hairless little fanny lay.

He could see her slit between the lips of her smooth mound, and his strong young Penis


began to stiffen at the sight. He undid his shirt and pulled it off, and as he wore only socks, but no shoes, he slipped off his Jeans, and pulled off his socks.

But now he’s not wearing the socks that the prepositional phrase said he was wearing! This story no longer makes any sense!

Clare gazed at the vertical ridge under his pants, and knew that, his cock, just like that night months ago, was hard. Ryan took a deep breath and slipped off his pants, and stood naked in front of his little sister, cock hard and sticking out of him.

“And sticking out of him” as opposed to?

Clare studded his cock and the little bush of black hair around the base, and felt the tingling in her little fanny increase.

"What now?" she asked.

"They were kissing."

“And, um, mummy was also giving daddy her allowance. AND WE HAVE TO DO IT EXACTLY LIKE THEY DID OR IT DOESN’T COUNT CLARE.”

Man, I’m going to have to write an apology letter to my caps lock key when this review is over. I apologize, caps lock key.

"Ok, then we need to kiss too, unless you are shy."

"No not at all, it is just that brother and sister are not supposed to be naked and kissing together."

Then use your brilliant fucking deduction skills to figure out what’s wrong with this picture.

"Yes, but who is going to tell, are you?"

Or that.

"No, of course not."

"Well then," she replied climbing up on to her bed, and lay on her back.

She parted her legs and Ryan saw her pussy lips open, and glimpsed a pinkness between them. He climbed on to the bed and knelt between her slim thighs. Clare reached up and pulled him down on her.

Ryan lay on his Sister and she reached for his head and kissed him full on the lips.

"Mmmmmm, I like doing this," she purred, I can feel your cock on my pussy and it feels nice."

Hey you’re missing a quotation mark there, and I just thought it was super important to point that out.

"Mmmmmmm, I know, I can feel it too. Your pussy is warm and wet."

"What does that mean?"


"It means that you are hot and horny, I think."

"Is that good then for me to be hot and horny?"

"If we were not Brother and Sister, it would be."

"I see."


The two kids lay kissing for a while aware of Ryan's stiff cock between them. Claire felt Ryan slide a small hand onto the little swelling of her right chest, and he pulled his mouth from hers and kissed the small semi erect nipple.

Retribution Band Name: Semi Erect Nipple

"Oooohhh Ryan mmm," she sighed.

She became aware of the tip of his little penis jabbing at her pussy hole.

I just like that after all of this painfully formal language, the writer gives us pussy hole. Thanks Eager46. Thanks for that.

He was not deliberately trying to put it in her but it was feeling very nice, but she knew that they had better stop.

"Ryan, I think we need to stop, or something might happen."

Oh, yeah, God forbid something happen in a story.

"Yes, you are right, we are getting too excited."

He got up from the bed and pulled on his clothes.

"It was very nice, Ryan and I felt so good, and I see what Mum and Dad were doing, but I was getting scared."

"No you are correct."

Ryan went downstairs and left Clare alone in her room, feeling very strange.

The Other occasion where they had experimented together was while playing doctors and nurses. Ryan was the patient and she was the doctor. He was lying on his bed.

What is the matter, Sir?" she had asked him.

I have an itch on my upper thigh."


"You better take off your trousers, and let me have a look."

He had undone his trousers belt and raised his bottom off the bed, and Doctor Clare had pulled off his trousers and placed them on the bed.

"Where is the itch then?"

"Just up here at the top of my thigh, just at my pants."

She had ran her hand up his thigh to where the leg of his pants were and was aware of a swelling on his crotch and as she rubbed his leg, his swelling penis showed itself through the fold in the front of his pants, and soon it was standing up, all stiff and straight. "Is there an itch in that too?"


"Yes, but I can get it to go away if I rub it for a while."

"Ok, then I will take away your itch."


She tugged at Ryan's pants and he raised his bottom up from the Duvet and she pulled his pants down over his feet and placed them on the bed.

Not since Dares have I seen such bone-chilling action. I’m... I’m done with this story. My caps lock key needs a break.