Title: Unspeakable Acts
Author: Lori R
Email: Gussywussy55@yahoo.com
Category: Max/Isabel
Rating: NC-17...graphic Please do not read if you are
under the legal age!
Disclaimer: The WB and the creators of ROSWELL own all
characters and rights.
Summary: Max and Isabel discover feelings that have
been buried.
WARNING: Please stick with the fic to the end. It's not
what you think.
Feedback requested...good or bad.

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Max entered his room and closed and locked the door.
He took the sack out of his backpack and stared at
it.He had been nervous purchasing the contents, but he
was 20 now and other guys his age had long ago
purchased and discussed its contents. He withdrew the
magazine and stared at the naked and very exposed
woman on the front.His first girlie magazine. Michael
had several and Maria hated that. She called them
trash and Liz, well Liz would die of embarrassment if
she knew he had this, not that it mattered really
since they were no longer dating. She had gone off to
college just as he had and now they were just friends.
Max and Isabel had gone off to the same college and
shared an apartment that their parents paid for. 
Max opened the magazine and studied the pictures of
the girls in various stages of undress and poses. How
could they do that and not be embarrassed? Heck he was
,and he was alone looking at the pictures. As he went
through the magazine he felt himself begin to get
aroused. Well that is why he bought the thing. He
didn't date anyone really, and he had never had sex.
He
was a walking, hormonal time bomb that needed to blow.
Isabel was out with friends so Max felt secure in his
privacy. He unzipped his pants and took them off
laying
them on the chair. He then took off his shirt and
it joined the pants. His boxers were tented in front
from his aroused penis and he carefully took them off
as well.
He reclined on the bed and again took up the magazine,
only this time when he looked he did not see the faces
of the girls, but of Isabel.Isabel spread open, Isabel
touching herself, Isabel inviting him in...he reached
for his throbbing sex and begin to stroke himself
slowly at first but then as he lost himself in the
magazine and his thoughts, his hand moved faster and
faster until his balls suddenly tightened on him and
he felt a heat that was burning to be put out.His dick
felt like it would explode at any minute, and the
feeling was good and bad at the same time. He needed a
release that was never quite as good as he would like.
He reached quickly for the Kleenex on his nightstand
and then shot cum in the tissue over and over until it
dripped down his hand.
"Damn," he said as he grabbed for more Kleenex. He had
never come that hard before. His heart beat so fast
and he waited for it to slow down. He felt bad. Why
did he continue to have these thoughts about his
sister? He would die if she ever found out ..if anyone
found out .Max rolled over and got off the bed and
went
to shower. The hot water felt good, and he washed
himself quickly. Max took his clothes off the chair
and put them back on. He felt more relaxed but still
unsettled about his thoughts about Isabel.
The thoughts had started long ago when he, Isabel,
Michael, and Tess were shown their 'destiny'. None of
them had followed it though. Michael and Maria had
married when she got pregnant just before graduation.
Tess had moved in with Kyle and they lived in Roswell
in a small apartment. Liz had a boyfriend at college
and seemed happy. Alex had gone off to school and met
a nice girl and they were talking of marriage in a few
years. Everyone had someone except he and Is. He
didn't know why she had no one special, she was
gorgeous and popular. She dated, but no one special
,just like him. He dated, but no girl held his
interest. He had started noticing Isabel after she had
killed Congresswoman Whitaker, and he had held Isabel
close. Her body had been dirty and sweaty and she
never looked more beautiful to him. He had hated to
let go of her. Her hair was always so soft and smelled
so good. He hid his feelings, tried to keep his
thoughts elsewhere when she was around. Max lay back
down on his bed and soon he fell asleep while dreaming
of Isabel.

Isabel walked in the apartment and put her keys on the
table by the door. She was glad the weekend was here.
Her friends wanted to go out again later, but Isabel
just wanted to stay home. She wanted to finish the
book she was reading. It had been so enlightening to
say the least. Sex. Her mind seemed to be stuck on it.
She had purchased the book last week and had hid it
under her mattress from Max. She would just die if he
saw it. He would tease her she was sure. Max. She had
begun to see him differently and it unsettled her. She
should not be thinking about her brother the way she
had. He would hate her if he knew she felt more than
sisterly toward him. She walked down the hall to her
room and passed Max's door and knocked. "Max, are you
in there?"
No answer. She went to open the door and and it was
locked. She used her powers to unlock it and peaked in
and saw Max asleep. He looked so peaceful and sweet.
She walked to his bed, leaned over and kissed his
lips very lightly. She then turned and walked out,
relocking
the door before continuing on to her room and locking
the door behind her.

Isabel walked to her bed and took the book from under
her mattress. She was almost done with the book. She
began to read and soon she pictured Max as the sex
hunk in the book. They were in one of those train
stations in Europe and no one was about. His hands
were running under her skirt and pulling her panties
down. She stood on shaky legs and let him take them
off of her and watched as he smelled them deeply and
then put them in his pocket. "Your panties smell like
heady perfume Is," said dream Max. He pulled her leg
up and over his hip, sending cool air onto her moist
pussy. He leaned her against the wall of the station.
"Max, anyone could come by and see us," said Isabel.
"Let them," he answered as he ran his finger over her
clit. "Oh shit...," she moaned as he placed his mouth
over hers and thrust his tongue inside her eager
mouth. His kisses were hard and deep and his tongue
forceful as he pushed her against the wall harder. His
finger had moved deep within her soaked pussy and she
felt like she was on fire. "Don't tease me Max," she
said in heaving breaths as she pulled her mouth from
his. Max grabbed at her hair and pulled her head to
his so he could recapture her mouth. His tongue ran
over her lips and then slid back into her mouth.
Isabel always felt like he was swallowing her whole
when he kissed her like this. Max moved his finger in
and out of Isabel, caressing her slick pussy with
her own juices. She moved her hips on the wall and
started to hump Max's hand. "Slow down Is and just
enjoy this," laughed Max softly. Isabel tried to
contain herself, but was having a hard time. She
reached between them and and felt down to Max's
crotch. His bulge was evident and she caressed it with
her hand. "You are such a slut you know that?" said
Max. She knew that he was joking, and she massaged him
more causing him to moan. "I'm going to fuck you right
here if you don't stop that Is," said Max in an
unsteady voice. "Go ahead and do it Max...fuck me here
and now...I need to feel you in me," panted Isabel.
Max felt Isabel unbutton his pants, and he pulled in a
harsh breath when her hands freed him.
He positioned her with himself and thrust into
her hard causing her ass to slam into the wall and
Isabel to cry out in a combination of Ecstasy and
pain. Max drove into her over and over again , kissing
her neck and grabbing at her breasts through her
shirt. Footsteps. "Max someone is coming,"whispered
Isabel raggedly. Max hissed as he held himself still
and leaned into Isabel. The footsteps turned before
reaching them and went another way. Max again started
his frantic movement in Isabel and just when he
thought his legs would collapse from holding them both
up, he felt Isabel begin to come in waves, clinching
him in her tight,convulsive cunt, sending him over the
edge into his own spiral. They came down together and
he removed himself from her and straightened his
clothes. Isabel lowered her skirt and felt cum run
down her legs. "Shit! Max give me something to wipe up
with," said Isabel. Max looked at her and bent down.
He took her panties from his pocket and begin to
gently wipe away their juices from her legs. The
sensual deed had them both aroused again. "Max, I
can't do this now. I have to go to work...my train is
her." Max stood up and kissed her as he pocketed her
panties again. "See you later then," he said and they
parted. Isabel on the train, and he watching her
leave.

Isabel put the book down as she finished it. WOW! That
was an intense read. She felt all flushed and ...wet.
This is just great she thought. She got up and went
into the bathroom. She ran a cool shower and bathed.
When she got out she decided to go out with her
friends anyway, and she got dressed. They were going
to
a bar close by where college kids hung out. She went
to Max's room and knocked on the door."Max, are you
awake?" she called out. Max awoke at her knock and
called out. "Yeah, I'm awake Izzy. What
do you want?"
"I'm going out with my friends to the bar..." A
moments hesitation and she added,"...would you like to
come with us?" Max's heart lurched at going out with
Is and her friends. He could be near her and still
have a social life he thought. "Yeah, I'd like that,"
he replied getting up and unlocking the door. He
opened it to find a beautiful Isabel dressed in a
short skirt and spaghetti strap top. "You sure your
friends won't mind me tagging along?" he asked her.
Isabel looked at Max and thought he looked really
good.
She nodded her head as she found her voice. "They
won't mind a bit".

At the bar Isabel danced with so many guys and it
seemed to Max that she enjoyed all of them. Max hated
the jealous feeling he had inside over watching these
guys leer at and try to paw his sister. His Isabel. He
got up and asked a girl to dance. He turned her so
that he could see Isabel. She was rubbing the guys
back and he hated that. He pulled the girl he was
with closer and rubbed her back. Isabel caught sight
of this and her breath caught. Why couldn't that be
her? The rest of the evening was misery for both even
though they seemed fine outwardly. 

At home they retreated to their separate rooms after
saying good night. Isabel began to undress, and as she
did so she unhooked the bra she had on and began to
caress her breasts. Her nipples responded quickly and
one hand snaked down to her panty top tracing the
line. Her finger tip slid inside and lightly touched
her slit. She removed her hand and lowered her panties
to the floor and stepped out. Going to her bed, she
pulled back the covers and lay down. She thought about
Max as her hand found her breast and began to pinch
her nipple gently, and massage it. Her other hand
crept
down to her pussy and lightly caressed the swollen
folds before sliding a finger inside. The moan was low
and sensual that she gave, her finger stroking around
inside her hot, wet cunt. She began to rub and arch
her back. That feeling was coming and she hoped that
this time her arm would not tire and let her have
release. She quickened her pace, spreading her legs
wide and pulling her knees up. She could feel it
coming...coming ...coming..."Max!" she cried out
without realizing it, as her orgasm overcame her.
Max was lying in bed with his hand behind his head
when he heard Isabel cry out. He jumped up and ran to
her room and threw open the door. The sight that
greeted him was like straight out of the magazine.
Isabel, reclined on her bed with her legs spread wide,
knees up, one hand at her breasts, the other at her
pussy, caught up in an intense orgasm that made her
look oh so sexy and wanton.
"Holy shit!" breathed out Max in a ragged, shocked
breath. His dick hardened immediately at the sight
before him. Isabel gasped and jumped as she came back
to reality. OH NO!...Max was standing in her room and
staring at her naked , sprawled body. She quickly
covered up. "Max... I ...I 'm so embarrassed...I don't
know what to say," she began. "Why are you in here?"
Max regained his voice and shook the image in his
head. "I heard you call out my name and I ran to see
what was wrong," said Max. Isabel groaned and sank
into her covers. How could she have been so
careless."I called your name? Are you sure? Maybe you
just thought I did...MAX!!!" gasped Isabel as
she saw Max's pajama pants tented in front. Max knew
what she stared at and tried to cover himself.
"Uuummm, I'm going to uuhh..." stuttered Max as he
backed out of her room. 
Isabel wanted to cry when Max left. He saw her naked,
he had a physical response to he ,and he left. She
got up and went to her door. She was throwing caution
to the wind. She walked naked to Max's room and opened
the door. He was sitting on the bed, pants around his
ankles and jerking off. He jumped, startled when
Isabel
opened the door. "What the fuck are you doing?!?"
yelled Max grabbing for a pillow to cover up.
Isabel walked over to him and sat on the bed. He
avoided looking at her, and her naked body, yet he
felt
like he would explode from being this near her. "Max,
do you want me? " asked Isabel. "What kind of a
question is that, Isabel!" demanded Max. Isabel moved
closer to him and gently, but firmly removed the
pillow. She then placed her hand on Max's penis and
felt it jump. "I mean do you want me? Do you want to
be inside of me? Do you want to fuck me?" asked Isabel
timidly, yet determined to know. Max expelled a harsh
breath and his body began to shake. She was
practically
offering herself to him. What was going on? Maybe this
was just a dream. He would play along with it."Yeah, I
want to fuck you real bad. I want to do things to you
that make you call my name and beg me for more," said
Max. Isabel looked into his eyes, and then she felt
him
pulse in her hand. She began to stroke him. He was hot
in her hand, and smooth, yet hard, just like she had
read about. She looked down and saw the huge vessel of
blood running along the length. He was big. Very big.
She ran her fingers over the head and around the shaft
in discovery. 
Max thought he had died and gone to heaven. What a
dream he was having. It seemed so real. His dreams
never were this good though...he felt himself throb
and ache and it felt good. Yeah, it felt real good.
Then reality set in when he felt her mouth close over
his cock. This was real. Isabel was going down on him,
and he was letting her.He knew he should stop this,
but he couldn't do it. His will was not his own
anymore. He grabbed her head and tangled his hands in
her hair holding that luscious mouth in place on
him.OOOOHHHJEEZZ she was good...where had she learned
to do that? No, he didn't want to know. He felt
himself tighten up. Felt the boiling that came with
release. He tried to pull away from her, but she
wouldn't let him. "Isabel, I'm going to cum in your
mouth if you don't stop," he warned her. Her response
was to
suck harder and then it happened. He held her head to
him and pumped away at her mouth, spilling his cum
down her hot throat. When he was finished he let go of
he,r and pulled out of her mouth. He looked at her and
she slowly raised her eyes to him.
What had made her go down on him? She had just felt
the need to taste him. To wrap her mouth around that
huge organ and suck. The taste was salty and not bad.
He kept getting harder and his cock had tickled her
throat in the back. She did it the way the book said
and when he said he was coming, she knew she had to
take him. He had held her head and pumped her mouth,
his balls banging her, and then the quick rush of
salty
cum shooting down her throat. That had been hard. But
this was Max and she would do it for him again.
Max leaned over and laid her down on the bed. No
words. He was going to give her what she had given
him. They had gone to far to turn back now. She
trusted him. Max would not hurt her. He lay on top of
her and then he kissed her. The kiss was just like her
dream. His kiss was hard, commanding, soft, and
yielding
all at once. He stroked her neck and then down to her
huge, swollen from desire breasts. He bent and sucked
one and then the other. She ran her fingers through
his hair and arched her back. Max continued down to
his destination and then he lightly let his tongue go
down her slit. She came off the bed and he pressed her
back down. His fingers found and separated her swollen
folds and his tongue thrust inside, Isabel moaned as
Max swirled his tongue in her cunt. "Maaxx, that feels
so good," whimpered Isabel. Max stopped and reached
behind him, and grabbing a pillow to put under her
hips. He then reached around her and started caressing
her ass as he continued eating her pussy.
She tasted so good. He took her nub between his teeth
and gently worried it,causing her to cry out in
ecstasy. Then he flattened his tongue on her clit and
caused her to drip cum over and over into his mouth.
Her orgasm rolled over like nothing she had ever felt.
She finally came back down to earth and reached for
Max. "That was so amazing! I didn't know it could be
like that. Thanks Max." He had climbed back up to her
and kissed her. She tasted herself in the
kiss. He held her and then spoke. "This is not right
Isabel. We shouldn't have done this." Isabel went
still at his words. She knew he was right, but she
wanted the moment to last a little longer. "Max
please, just let us have this moment. I just need to
have this. Please?" she softly asked. He couldn't deny
her. He wanted it as much as she did. "Isabel, I'm
afraid I won't want to stop. I'll want to do more than
just kiss you and taste you," said Max. Isabel looked
at him and said,"Max I want you to do more. I want to
feel you in me, and I want us to come together."
Max was shocked. He knew this was wrong and ...he
didn't care. He kissed her then he parted her legs. He
positioned himself and said,"Isabel, are you sure? IF
we do this then we will have more to live with than
what we do now."
Isabel's answer was to push up on him and force him
into her, breaking her barrier. She cried out and he
held her close. "Isabel, why did you do that? We could
have made it easier on you somehow," said Max,
hurting
for her. Isabel felt the throbbing pain turn into
something more pleasant. "Max, I'm okay. Just fuck the
hell out of me and give me something to remember. I
want this to be the most unbelievable fuck to ever
happen," she said. Max complied and moved in her
meeting her thrusts as they found the rhythm in each
other. He thought her tightness was wonderful. No one
had been here before him, and he was glad he was her
first. She thought that he was bigger in her cunt than
he had felt in her mouth. She felt so full with him.
He fucked her slow, and he fucked her fast, moving
with
her pants and moans, his own sounds mirroring hers. He
kissed her, forcing his tongue down her throat, and
she kissed him back just as hard. They were like two
starving people who had finally found sustenance in
each
other. He knew when she started to reach the end. Her
muscles of her inner walls contracted over and over
hard around his cock squeezing him tight. His balls
filled and tightened and his shaft felt like it could
touch her very core. They both exploded into shaking,
hot orgasms that rocked them both over and over. His
seed shot into her with such force, and rushed to her
womb. The warmth of it made her shiver and then they
were still. Would their breathing ever be normal
again? After a long while Max spoke," I can't believe
that...I never guessed anything like that existed. Are
you okay Is?" he asked with concern. Isabel lay
quiet for a minute and then she replied,"THAT was so
good!!I feel great!"
"Isabel, we have to talk... this was not right, even
though it felt good. You're my sister... and this is
wrong. WE were wrong to do this," said Max.
Isabel felt bad. This was her fault. She had caused
this, and brought Max down with her."Max this is my
fault. If I could masturbate in silence then this
would not have happened".
"Isabel, you called out my name when you did that.Why
did you do that?" asked Max.
"Because I was thinking of you when I was doing it.
Okay. I think of you like this all of the time and I
guess I got carried away. I'm sorry," she said
beginning to cry.
Shit, she felt just like he did. She desired him and
thought about him just as he did her. What the hell
was going on?
He held her and caressed her until she went to sleep
in his arms. 
Over the weekend they continued to make love, and talk
about their feelings for one another. They couldn't
seem to stop. They did not know why this was happening
to them. If people found out ,especially their family
and friends, then they would be put through hell.

Monday morning...
"Isabel get up,we have to get to class," said Max. 
Isabel groaned and rolled over. She felt awful and
wanted to be left alone. 
"Isabel, get up NOW!" said Max again.
"Max leave me alone. I'm sick," replied Isabel.
"What do you mean your sick? You've been fine all
weekend. Just get up and start moving, and you'll be
fine".
"Max, I'm serious. I don't feel so good.. In fact I'm
going to ..." and she got up and ran to the bathroom
and threw up in the toilet.
Max brought her a rag and waited while she brushed her
teeth. "I'm sorry Isabel. I thought you were just
trying to get out of going to class."
"Max, you go and leave me to die in peace...please!"
she moaned.
He looked at her, and then got his things and went to
school.

Later that day...
"Isabel..you here? Are you feeling any better?" called
out Max as he searched the apartment for Isabel.
He found her in the floor of the bathroom rocking back
and forth, her face white.
"Isabel, what's the matter?" asked Max alarmed as he
knelt beside
her. He was starting to get scared.
That's when he noticed all of the little boxes and
tests laying all over the counter.
He slowly rose up and began to look at each one with
dread , shock, and horror. No way! This couldn't be.
They had only had sex for the first time two days
ago. This couldn't be! He turned and looked at her
still sitting in the floor.
"Isabel? What made you go and get these tests?" asked
Max trying to still the fear in his voice.
Isabel finally looked up, and quietly in a strained
voice answered,"I don't really know. I just had this
feeling I was pregnant. I don't know why. I guess
being
alien speeds the process up. Why is this happening
Max?" Tears spilled down her face.
"I don't know, but we will make it okay, Is. I
promise."
"You can't make this okay Max! I'm pregnant with you
baby! My brothers baby! This is so bad!" she cried.
Max went to her and gathered her in his arms. He
rocked her as she cried, and he cried too. 
"Do you hate me Is for this?"
"No Max, I love you. And if you weren't my brother I
would be thrilled to be having this baby. I'm so
scared. What are we going to do?"
"I don't know Is," replied Max.

A few days and a lot of agony later...
Michael knocked on the door of the apartment and Max
answered. Michael thought Max looked like hell! What
had been going on
since he and Is moved here? Max moved to let him in
and Michael saw Isabel in a chair looking like the
world had beat her down.Shit whatever had happened
here, he hoped what he had to tell them helped.
"You two look like shit," said Michael.
"Thanks a lot Michael," said Max."What are you doing
here?"
"Well Max I had some information come my way that
concerns you two and I thought I would relay it in
person since..." Michael stopped as Isabel jumped up
and ran out of the room.
"What the hell is that all about?" asked Michael.
"Just tell me the news Michael and mind your own
business," said Max.
Michael looked at him and bit back a retort.
There was definitely something not right here and he
wanted to know what it was. "I can't tell you until
Isabel comes back Maxwell, so just chill".
Isabel came back looking worse than ever and Michael
decided he was getting to the bottom of this.
"Okay, something is not right here and I want to know
what, and I want to know now!" demanded Michael.
Isabel and Max looked at each other, and then she
started to cry. Max looked like he was going to cry
too.
Michael was really afraid now. Finally Max spoke so
quietly that Michael had to strain to hear him.
"Isabel is pregnant Michael".
"No shit way! Are you serious? Is the guy a heal? You
don't love him? What?" asked Michael.
No one spoke, and Michael felt the fear rise up again.
"You weren't raped were you?" asked Michael with
dread.
He couldn't imagine Isabel letting a guy do that to
her. She 
would use her powers first.
"No, I wasn't raped Michael, and yes I love him...but
it can't be..." said Isabel softly.
"Then what the fuck is it!?!?" yelled Michael. Then
a thought came to him, and hit him like a hammer.
"It's Max's isn't it?" he asked quietly.
He watched as they both nodded, and avoided his eyes.
What the hell were they thinking? Brother and
sister...incest. 
He had to tell them, but he was so angry with them.
"You fucked your sister? You FUCKED YOUR OWN
SISTER?!?!? How fucking sick is that? And you ...you
let your own brother fuck you?" yelled Michael. 
Max and Isabel cried. 
Michael couldn't take it anymore.
"You didn't fuck your sister man. He's not your
brother Is," Michael said quietly.
They stared at him, and he told them why he had come.
"We figured out the book. None of us are related."
"But our mother, what she told us..." said Max. 
"Yeah, well seems Nasedo manipulated that little
message. You are the King and Tess was your bride, I
was you second and Isabel was my bride. Tess and
Isabel are sisters," said Michael. "So you didn't get
your sister pregnant unless you go by what the Evans's
will say. My suggestion is you tell them you found out
your were not related and fell in love. But I do have
to tell you that I am so fucking pissed at you for
this. You had
no way of knowing you were not related and you did
this. That was stupid, and at the time sick. I'm
disappointed. I'll
get over that though and so will you... for your
baby's sake. We do a lot for our kids you know."
Isabel and Max felt the first rays of hope. 
"We can be married and be a family. The only obstacle
is our parents. But it is going to work out Isabel,
just like I promised," said Max.
They hugged, and kissed, and cried again, but this
time
from happiness. Even Michael was touched when he saw
how in love they were.
"Thanks Michael," said Isabel as she hugged him.

They set out for Roswell to tell their parents about
them, and their baby. No matter what happened with
that
they would still be together, everything would be
okay.

End