Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 01
Brother and sister home alone from college.
Author's Note- This is the first part in a longer series involving an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college and forced to shelter in place together. This first chapter is mainly setting the story/characters up for the more intense action to follow. I hope you enjoy it and the chapters to follow. Please leave a comment, vote if you like it and feel free to reach out to message me if you enjoy the story.
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When the quarantine hit, their mom and dad were on a private island resort in the Virgin Islands. Brad had just spent a week in Florida with his buddies for Spring Break, but when he got back to campus, he was told he had until noon Monday to take whatever he needed from the dorms because they were closing down campus.
Brad just gotten started on the three hour drive home when his eighteen year old sister called him, freaking out that her college was closing down too and in a panic that they had cancelled train service out to her remote college town until the quarantine was lifted. Brad pulled off the interstate and crossed the bridge over the six lanes of traffic so that he could turn around and get back on headed back north.
Melissa's college was a small, liberal arts school in the mountains upstate. Brad always teased her that if you wanted to major in conservation, pot smoking or lesbian studies it was a great school, but otherwise it was a total waste. There was nothing else up in that part of the state but summer cabins, fish camps and hunting lodges so it didn't shock him that they discontinued train service. Most of the kids were gone for Spring Break and with hundreds of public transit workers calling in sick, they wouldn't waste the manpower to keep that line running.
Melissa should have been home, or off on Spring Break herself, but she had volunteered to stay behind and do an observational data study for a family of beavers that the school was trying to reintroduce to a local river. She was one of only a handful of students and faculty left behind when they announced that they were closing the nearly deserted campus for the rest of the semester.
It meant driving another 90 minutes back the way Brad had come, but it wasn't like he could leave her there. Brad called her cell phone once he pulled up outside the dining commons where she had asked him to pick her up. She came to the door and waved to him for help. It was cold, grey and there was still patchy snow on the brown grass alongside the walkway. Brad hunched down into his coat and leaned into the wind as he trudged up to the door and into the warm steamy air of the dining commons. There were a couple dozen people sitting around at the dining tables drinking coffee and snacking on what the food they still had to serve as everyone waited for their rides to arrive.
"Thanks Brad," Melissa was sliding an overstuffed duffel bag across the tile floor toward him from a pile of suitcases and tote boxes piled up against one wall to the right of the door. "If you could take this one I'll start bringing the suitcases."
Brad hefted the duffel over a shoulder and walked it out to his SUV. He still had plenty of room in the cargo area, but folded down the back seats to make even more space. Melissa rolled up with two suitcase that Brad loaded in and they went back to get the rest of her stuff. With a couple more trips, they had the rest of it loaded and were back on the road.
"I can't believe they just kicked us out like that!" Melissa fumed as she stared out at the rolling hills and bare trees along our route.
"Hey, think of it as an extended Spring Break," Brad shrugged. "Everybody is closing down."
"Well maybe some of us are actually more interested in doing something more challenging than going on Spring Break during college." She huffed.
"Listen, Pre-Law isn't like the hemp woven textiles studies you guys take up here, Melissa." Brad was getting irritated, which was nothing new between them. "It's actually a lot of work, a lot of pressure and once you're in third year like I am it's brutally competitive if you plan to get into one of the big law schools. Winters suck up here and if you don't get away for a while to decompress, you will go bat-crap crazy and lose your shit at some point. I've seen it happen. So give the frat-boy thing a rest because as a freshman at that hippie hideaway you have no idea what it's really like, okay?"
Melissa looked over and was about to say something, but she could tell Brad was fully ready to get into it and she knew he was more than capable of giving as good as he got when it came to arguing. Instead, she started pulling off her hat and heavy coat now that she was warmed up in the car. She had to unbuckle her seat belt to get out of her coat. The back of the SUV was now fully stacked with both of their stuff so there wasn't a back seat to toss her coat onto. She turned around in the seat and leaned into the gap between the two front seats to stuff her jacket and then her backpack into whatever gap she could find between the boxes and bags. Her hip and side pressed into his shoulder and she ended up bumping his head with her elbow as she wrestled with her bag.
"Owww?" Brad complained half-heartedly, more out of annoyance than injury. "Trying to drive here, thanks." He navigated the long arcing bend around the hillside and her weight shifted over onto his side, her thigh and rounded hip in denim felt firm and comfortable as her weight rolled against him. Her stretching arms revealed a couple inches of warm pink skin between her belt and the bottom of her sweater and Brad couldn't help notice how good she smelled. A little like soap and citrus, maybe even cucumber.
Her gear settled, Melissa slid back into her seat and reached for her seat belt. Brad looked over and joked, "Looks like somebody didn't dodge the freshman fifteen!" He could feel her glare as he saw her head turn in the corner of my eye. "Relax," Brad said. "You were one of the few who could actually use it." And the truth was she could. Melissa had always been small and skinny. Even if she hadn't been two years younger, she couldn't have avoided the nickname "runt" as she had topped out about 5'5" and couldn't weigh more than 110 lbs with both her pockets filled with change when she went away to college. In a mildly uncomfortable way, Brad had noticed that the seatbelt had nestled into a respectable pair of C sized breasts underneath her soft, cream colored sweater and though her jeans now fit more snugly than they had in the fall, her thighs looked pleasantly firm beneath the stretched denim.
"Well I didn't earn a lacrosse scholarship to a power five school like some people," she sniffed sarcastically."But you'd be amazed what level of exercise you can get doing wildlife studies in the field around here." They wound our way through the small town at the base of the hills and Brad looked for the on ramp to the highway. "I didn't get fat. I got stronger, actually."
"Okay, okay. Truce." Brad chuckled. "It's going to be a long drive."
Nearly six hours later, it was the dead of night when they pulled into the garage at our parent's home in the gated suburban community where they had grown up. They were too tired to do all of the unloading, but took a few bags each and went up to their rooms.
It was after 9:00 when Brad woke the next morning and he was pretty sure he was the first one up. Melissa was famous for sleeping late and Brad didn't hear any sounds from her room as he took a leak in our shared bathroom. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen and trudged sleepily across the tile in his bare feet toward the coffee machine on the counter. He pulled down the coffee and filters from the cupboard and added water to the reservoir before turning on the machine to begin brewing. He stood sleepily watching it begin to gurgle and drip as he yawned and enjoyed a leisurely scratch of his balls by reaching down to into his flannel pajama bottoms without the restriction of underwear to impede his access.
"Please tell me you're going to wash that hand, before..." Brad jumped in surprise, turning to find his sister staring at him from the breakfast nook. "...you eat anything." She took a sip from her juice, her brown eyes sparkling with satisfaction as she savored his embarrassment.
"What the fuck?" Brad protested. "Can't you say good morning like a normal person when somebody walks in the room?" He ran his hands through his wavy blond hair to release some adrenaline. "Plus, when do you ever get up before noon, anyway?"
"Since I got chosen to work in the lab and help with the re-introduction project this semester, dumb ass." She rolled her brown eyes. "And could you put a shirt on? I know you think you look like Thor without it, but it's still the middle of winter and there's nobody here who cares how much time you spent on your tan over break."
She sipped her juice again and Brad couldn't help notice how much prettier she had gotten. Her cheeks had filled in even in the few months since he'd seen her at Christmas, giving her face a healthy, natural look that was a great improvement over the thinner, mildly goth look that he always attached to her in his memory. She peered out over the rim of her glass, watching his reaction and Brad realized she had cut her hair into something like a bob. It gave her a vaguely French air with the bangs accentuating her eyebrows and the long lashes of her deep brown eyes.
Brad tilted his head to the side as he realized that his geeky little sister was actually cute for the first time in her life. She lowered the glass of juice and her full pink lips formed a confused pout as she waited for him to look away. Her eyes dropped and Brad saw color fill into her cheeks as she asked "What?" in an embarrassed voice.
"Huh?" He stammered as he realized that he had been staring.
"What are you looking at?" She looked at him sideways.
Brad pulled himself together. "A runt drinking juice," he quipped like old times. He turned back around to pull down a mug and pour some coffee from the half-filled pot. He swung over to the refrigerator to find it mostly empty except for bottled water, juice and condiments. He rummaged around and found some cheese in the dairy drawer and matched that up with some crackers from the cupboard to eat until they could run to the market. Brad turned to walk toward the breakfast table.
Melissa squirmed out of her seat as he approached. "Thanks for washing that hand before touching everything in the fridge by the way."
Brad grunted as he sat down and stuffed the block of cheese in his mouth to open the crackers. Still, he couldn't help notice how cute her butt looked beneath her pajama bottoms as she stomped out of the room and started climbing the stairs.
"OMG," she thought. "Did I really say he looked like Thor out loud?" Melissa could barely contain her embarrassment as she climbed the steps back to her room. Once behind the safety of her closed door she felt the full flush of her embarrassment wash over her face as she replayed what had just happened.
The truth was he did look like Thor with his shirt off, which made it all the more annoying that he walked around like owned the world. At 6'4" and over 225 lbs Brad could have been a football player, which would have been bearable if he was also dumb. But he wasn't. Melissa had spent her entire life in the shadow of her older brother who seemed perpetually tanned and handsome in that blond hair, blue eyed careless way that made him look like he wasn't even trying. Which he probably wasn't, Melissa admitted to herself, as she rolled her eyes.
It was hard enough being small, skinny and plain growing up next to tall, tan and handsome, but if there was any justice, she should have been the smart one to balance things out. As it was, Melissa had to listen to every one of Brad's teachers sing his praises when they met her and listen to all her girlfriends fantasize about what it must be like to live under the same roof as him.
The truth was Melissa was smart, but never seemed to get the attention and credit for it that everyone lavished on Brad. Like he got extra credit just for not being the dumb, handsome jock he looked like. Instead, she just felt completely inadequate every time she was around Brad and if she was being honest, she would probably hate him a lot less if he was actually half the jerk she made him out to be in her mind. Instead, he just ignored her except for the occasional runt joke and left her behind as he always seemed to be heading off somewhere with the popular kids. He made her feel invisible.
Just like sitting at the kitchen table when he walked in the kitchen. She was about to say something, but watching his tall muscular figure stride across the tile, she found her breath caught in her throat and was afraid to speak thinking her voice might crack. It was only the nervous humor of seeing him scratching himself that had broken the spell. As it was, she felt proud of herself for making him jump with surprise and embarrassment. It was long past time for him to see what being awkward felt like.
With that memory cheering her up, she rolled off the bed and went in the bathroom to run the water in the shower. She automatically checked to ensure that the door to Brad's room was locked from the inside before stripping off her pajamas and panties and dropping them in her hamper.
She stood looking in the mirror as she waited for the water to start steaming in the shower, proud of the strong curves of her thighs and the shapely butt that had formed over the months of daily climbing in the hills around campus. Even her tits had finally come in as her appetite had improved and now made a nice shapely balance to her smooth hips and thighs.
Secretly Melissa had been waiting for spring to start later in the semester so that she would finally have a chance to show a little more of how she had filled out over the long north-country winter. She hadn't gotten much attention from the boys at college during the fall and now she wondered if anybody was ever going to see her filled out before school opened up again. She took one more pleased look over her shoulder at the shapely bubble of her smooth pink butt and got into the shower.
By the time Brad had finished coffee and headed back up to his room, Melissa had finished her shower and was rummaging through her closet looking for something to wear. Most of the clothes in her bags needed to be washed and the ones that didn't probably smelled like they did after spending the night crammed in with the others.
Brad went to use the bathroom and found it was still locked. He knocked loudly and called out to Melissa, who was notorious for forgetting to unlock his side when she was done in the bathroom. Melissa reflexively jumped and flushed with embarrassment for having forgotten, again and ran quickly to unlock his door from the inside.
"Sorry", she called out as she scooted through the door to her room. Brad got a brief glimpse of her wrapped in a towel as the door closed behind her.
Brad turned on the water in the shower out of habit as he stripped down and sat on the toilet to go to the bathroom. Even though there was a nice steamy warmth to the room, he was used to the shower taking a while to warm up. He was reminded of the smell Melissa had as she had leaned against him in the car as it now perfumed the air of the bathroom. It wasn't overly sweet and flowery, it smelled healthy, fresh and natural. Like plants that grew beside a stream instead of the cloying smell of a bouquet. He shrugged to acknowledge that he kind of liked it.
Melissa took longer than she planned picking out an outfit. Most of the clothes she'd left behind she left for a reason. None of them felt very flattering. The couple of tops she tried on looked way too tight compared to how she remembered them and had an embarrassing amount of cleavage now showing over the neckline as her bigger boobs were being held together and pushed upward. Realizing they all looked pretty much the same, she opted to throw a soft flannel shirt over the top of one of them and put on some sweatpants that she had previously saved for those times when she had felt puffy and bloated when she was in high school.
Making piles of her clothes from her bags, she walked the first load of laundry down to the room off the pantry where the washer and dryer were located. After getting it started she made a few more trips to bring the next couple of loads down where she could begin transferring them once the first load was clean. Once she had her assembly line set up to her satisfaction she padded out through the kitchen to the sound of the TV coming from the family room.
She walked in to find Brad sprawled on the couch flipping through channels in that annoying way he had since he was a kid. He looked over as she walked in and plopped on one of the overstuffed chairs.
"Well that explains it," Brad turned his attention to the TV as channels flipped by.
"Explains what?" Melissa sighed. "You know if you push the guide button it will show you what's on for like five channels at a time, right?"
"You're wearing your period pants." Brad said with a smirk. "If I knew you were PMS'ing yesterday I wouldn't have given you such a hard time."
Melissa fought the urge to blush. "I'm not on my period, idiot. I just don't have any clean laundry." She fumed for a moment. "Thanks for dressing up by the way. Do you own anything but sweats?"
Brad looked down at his warm up suit with approval and shrugged. "I'm not going anywhere. News says were supposed to 'shelter in place' and my place is going to be right here for the duration". He rolled languidly over onto his back without ever interrupting his steady advance through the channels on the massive flat screen.
"At some point we're going to need food, Brad." Melissa clicked through her phone. "It looks like the market is still open. I'm doing laundry right now, but I can go with you when I'm done."
Brad looked over. "Like that?!?"
"No doofus, that's why I'm doing laundry, so I can change before we go."
"Make you a deal," Brad suggested. "I'll go to the store if you let me throw my clothes in with yours."
"I've got a couple more loads by myself, Brad."
"Which is why I don't want to wait around for hours before we go. I've only got like half a load of darks and half a load of whites. If you throw them in with yours we'll both be done and have food in the fridge in the time it will take you to do the rest of your laundry."
Melissa couldn't find a good reason to object so she took Brad's basket full of laundry as he headed out to get food. She was expecting his stuff to be gross and sticky and was pleasantly surprised to find it didn't smell any worse than her laundry as she separated and started loading the next group of darks into the washer.
Brad still hadn't gotten back by the time she had to switch again, but he came in with at least six bags in each hand as she was folding the first load to come out of the dryer. "Is there more in the car?" she called out.
"No, I got it all in one trip," Brad called back. She finished folding the last pair of pants and wandered out into the kitchen. Brad had already loaded most of the cold food into the freezer and fridge and was sorting a mixture of canned goods, cereals and snacks into the cupboards.
Melissa wandered over to one of the bags still full on the counter and began pulling out oreos, microwave popcorn and the orange flavored individually wrapped cupcakes she had loved growing up. It dawned on her that Brad had gotten all of her favorite junk food. She looked over in the next cupboard and saw two big bags of her favorite kinds of chips. Brad was always the healthier eater of the two of them as he played sports year-round and she couldn't help but be a little cheered up by the idea that he had remembered everything she liked and went out of his way to get them for her. She looked over at him as he was cleaning up the empty bags from the counter.
He turned to see her looking at him with a small smile, "Hey," he shrugged."Figure we could be stuck here for a while. Might as well make the best of it. I'm making a turkey sandwich. You want one?"
"That actually sounds really good," she said. And it did. She started to walk back out to her laundry. "Thank you by the way." She paused by the counter leading out of the kitchen. "You didn't have to get that stuff."
Brad was laying out bread and sandwich ingredients on the cutting board. He turned and smiled, "I know." He turned back to unwrapping and organizing the food.
Melissa took her clothes up to her room and changed into a more comfortable pair of leggings before heading back downstairs. She found Brad back in the family room eating a sandwich and was surprised to find a sandwich on a plate with some chips and a glass of soda on the table beside the chair where she had been sitting.
She plopped down and enjoyed her sandwich and almost didn't feel embarrassed when Brad looked over to see her picking a piece of lettuce up off of her cleavage after it had fallen from her sandwich. It was delicious. She picked up the plates when they were done eating and took them into the kitchen. She heard the buzzer for the dryer go off as she was starting to rinse and load their dishes into the dishwasher.
By the time she got to the laundry room both the washer and dryer were going again. She walked out to the family room and was horrified to see Brad folding her panties and adding them to the stack he had going of her clothes. She quickly shuffled over to begin folding them, but Brad didn't seem fazed and continued to pull out clothes from the pile and fold them one after another.
Melissa did her best to grab her own items when she could, but Brad didn't seem to care and folded what was next on top of the pile as they worked their way down. He did take a moment to hold up one of her bras that had clung to a pair of his boxer briefs.
He held it up out of her reach when she tried to take it from him. "Hey, how did one of grandmas bras get mixed in here?" he dangled it higher than he knew she could reach. She still attempted a small jump to try and end her torment.
"Don't be an idiot, Brad." She gave him a look of deadpan irritation.
"I'm serious, you can't really fill this thing out can you?" He made a show of looking around the pile of clothes on the sofa. "Where are the tube socks you stuff in here?"
She made a half-hearted swipe at trying to grab it from him and then stood looking up with her hands on her hips.
He slowly lowered the bra down in front of her. She was tempted to make a grab for it but she knew he was too quick and would just yank it away. He held the bra up a few inches away from her chest and looked at both appraisingly. He shrugged and admitted, "Hey maybe you can fill this out, now." Before handing it over and turning to the next item on the pile.
Melissa quickly folded the bra and stacked it with the rest of her clothes while trying to hide the blush that she could feel hot and red on her face. She couldn't tell whether she was more embarrassed that he had been holding her bra or that he had been looking at her tits to assess how big they were!
For his part Brad was trying not to let on how his heart was pounding in his chest after realizing the joke had fallen flat as he had started down his sister's ample cleavage and admired her newly enlarged tits. He kept folding nonchalantly, but he couldn't help notice that he could feel his cock starting to swell to a fuller girth as he tried to erase the image of looking down onto his sister's tits in that tight top she was wearing. Even so, he couldn't help himself from catching a glimpse of her cleavage spilling out over her top every time she bent over the pile of clothes, or how snugly her leggings wrapped around her ass and thighs as she turned to stack her folded clothes on the pile beside her.
Melissa saw her chance and snatched away the last item of laundry on the couch, a pair of Brad's athletic briefs, holding them up for inspection, "Hmm," She mocked as she poked her had behind the molded pouch intended to hold his package snugly in place during exercise.. "Guess I know where you got the tube sock idea." She turned to hold them up in front of Brad's crotch and was mortified to feel the back of her hand brush across the length of his dangling cock through the thin fabric of the sweats he was wearing!
Melissa tried to act as if she hadn't noticed and go through with the joke of holding up Brad's briefs, but to their mutual horror, Brad's cock chose that exact moment to momentarily twitch and begin to grow outward underneath his loose boxers and sweatpants. Brad reflexively grabbed the briefs from her and bent to pick up his stack of laundry while also concealing his growing erection with the stack of clothes he held up to his body.
Without saying anything he turned and went quickly up the stars with his clean clothes. Melissa stood awkwardly frozen as he left the room before collapsing to the couch as soon as he was out of view. Her hands flew up to cover the lower part of her face in embarrassment but she also felt a sense of giddy humor at the memory of her hand brushing up against his dick!
She broke out in giggles thinking about the obvious twitch it had made when she had been holding up his briefs! She held her hand over her mouth to stifle any laughter she felt might erupt when she realized that he would have no problem filling up the fabric pouch on those briefs.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 02
Boredom leads to new adventures.
Author's note- Continuing story of an 18 year old sister and 20 year old brother, home from college during the quarantine. After getting settled in during Chapter 1, they are now getting restless and having to work out a new relationship to see them through the "shelter in place" order.
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Brad dumped the pile of clothes on the bed and sat down beside them before flopping backward to lay face up, looking at the ceiling and trying to figure out a way to undo how weird the last two minutes of his life had gotten. "What the hell?" he thought to himself. He looked down to find his cock was now fully erect and making a tent pole underneath his sweat pants. Maybe he was just horny from not getting any lately, he thought. Unlike most of his friends, he had passed on the opportunities he had to hook up over spring break. Last year his buddy had come home with an STD after Spring break and Brad had started to look at the girls who hooked up drunk at clubs and Spring Break with a new caution ever since.
He had a girlfriend his first year but she had ended up losing her scholarship and her parents made her move home. They had tried to keep it going long distance but it fell apart pretty quickly once they started going to different schools. Another guy in Pre-Law had been kicked out of school in Brad's sophomore year when one of the girls on campus accused him of having sex when she was too wasted to consent. That episode had put a whole new perspective on due process, and the logistics of casual hookups, for most of his friends who intended to get into law school one day.
So Brad had gotten by from jerking off thinking he'd eventually find another long-term girlfriend at some point, but it had been well over a year since he's last had actual sex with a girl. He'd never really looked at his sister in a sexual way, but he figured the shock at seeing her fill out since the last time he'd seen her and the weirdness of the quarantine just got his wires crossed for a minute. He waited a minute for his cock to start going limp, put away his clothes and went back downstairs acting as if nothing had happened.
The next few days went by, without incident as Brad and Melissa settled into a routine of cooking, cleaning and fighting boredom as the quarantine continued. The weather had been grey and cold, but Brad had been working out in the small gym they had above the garage and Melissa was hiking in the woods in the hills that bordered the back of their subdivision. Technically they were supposed to shelter in place, but she didn't see anyone out in the woods on her morning hikes and it didn't seem like anybody cared.
Melissa always felt sweaty and gross when she came back from hiking and couldn't wait to shower and change, but for some reason Brad always walked around shirtless after his workouts, refilling his water bottle in the kitchen and taking his time before heading up to shower. Sometimes he'd walk in the family room and see what Melissa was watching on TV while he drank from his water bottle.
Melissa tried not to notice, but if he normally looked buff with his shirt off, he looked absolutely chiseled when he had just finished working out. There was a light film of sweat covering him so that he caught the light on ever contour of his tall muscular body, accentuating his broad shoulders, heavy pecs and rippling abs. Melissa had to endure each of her nerdy friends drooling over the sight of her brother since she was in grade school and had always resented how much they idolized him when he seemed oblivious to her existence most of the time.
He was never mean to her, but she always felt left out and ordinary compared to him and his friends. She tried not to pay attention to him when he came in shirtless like that, but even out of the corner of her eye she couldn't help that her whole body responded to having his healthy male animal presence in the same room. There was something about a guy that big and muscular that was both intimidating and viscerally attractive to her, even if it was her brother. Watching him walk up the stairs she found herself wondering strange things, like how easily he could pick her up and carry her over one shoulder. She shook the image off as he disappeared from sight, but it took a while before the tingling feeling in her stomach and pussy would subside.
As the days went by, Brad grew increasingly restless as all live sports were on hold, everything was closed up in town besides the grocery store, the hospital and the post office. He had already gone through everything that looked watchable on Netflix and cable and the limited movie collection his parents had. Melissa seemed content to watch youtube for hours and read book after book from their home library but Brad had always preferred people over social media and movies over books.
They had kept in touch with their parents each day, but flight service to the islands was still cut off and wouldn't be returning for at least a few weeks. The resort had extended everyone's stay at a reduced rate, glad to have income while all of their reservations were being cancelled for future stays. It looked like their folks were going to have to sit tight on the island for at least a few more weeks, but both seemed perfectly content to ride out the pandemic in safety, seclusion and luxury.
Brad talked to a lot of his friends by phone, but as they were mostly guys, the conversations didn't last for long before dwindling to "yep", "nope" and "bye".
When all other options had been exhausted, Brad flopped on the couch next to Melissa and asked, "So what are you doing today?"
Melissa looked up from her book for a moment and shrugged. "You're pretty much looking at it."
"Really? How can you stand being cooped up like this all day?"
"Well, I'll probably take a walk up in the trails in a while, so it doesn't seem so bad."
"Are we even allowed up there?" Brad asked.
Melissa shrugged. "Nobody else is up there to see me and nobody's been around to tell me I can't, so..."
"Huh." Brad grunted. "So when are you going?"
"I guess I could head out now," Melissa leaned over to look out the back window. The sky was heavy, dark and grey even though it was only late morning. "It's supposed to rain or snow later anyway. Depending on how cold it gets."
Brad tried to sound casual, "Well, maybe it will help. I guess I'll come with today. Give me a minute to change."
Melissa shrugged and put down her book to save her place. She went upstairs behind Brad, changed into some warm leggings and a sweatshirt and came down to meet him at the coat closet. She grabbed a waterproof windbreaker even though Brad was putting on a heavier rain jacket.
"You gonna be warm enough?" He asked with a skeptical look.
"I'll be fine," Melissa tried not to sound annoyed as she replied. "This is nothing compared to February up at school.
Brad followed Melissa up the hillside behind their house and fell into a nice steady walk as she seemed to know which trails she was following.
"Boy I haven't been up here in years!" Brad remarked at one point. "Once I could drink legally, we didn't need to sneak back up here to party," He laughed. "Good times." They stopped to look around and back down toward their neighborhood a couple hundred feet below.
"By the way, thanks for inviting me along." Melissa rolled her eyes. She started back up a new trail without waiting for Brad.
"What are you talking about? You were only a kid!"
"I'm only two years younger than you, Brad. We actually went to the same high school for two years. I'm sure you don't remember, because I was invisible for both of them, but I have the yearbooks to prove it."
"Hey, hold up," Brad jogged to catch up as Melissa had increased her pace in frustration as she remembered how it had been growing up. "Hey, would you slow down?" he was breathing heavy by the time he pulled up alongside her.
"I'm up here trying to get some exercise, Brad." She slowed down to her previous pace but didn't look over. "That's the whole point."
Brad reached over to grab her elbow and get her attention. She stopped and turned but didn't really make eye contact.
"Look," Brad searched for words. "I didn't know you wanted to come. I'm...I'm sorry if it felt like I left you out, but you never really seemed into, you know...parties and...people." He ended lamely. "You know what I mean." Melissa rolled her eyes up and shrugged a moment but continued to look past him. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." He looked around awkwardly. "You would have thought it was stupid anyways."
"What was stupid?" Melissa asked. She was still irritated, but had wondered for years what Brad and his friends would do when they went off together.
"Just acting like idiots. You know?" He looked at her for any sign of comprehension. "Drink, smoke pot, do stupid things we'd dare each other to do. Make out. That kind of stuff." He shrugged.
"Dares, what kind of dares?" Melissa had started walking again, but more slowly to allow Brad to walk and talk beside her.
Brad chuckled. "Usually, with the guys it was just like who could climb something the highest, or jump off something taller than the other guy. Race to drink a beer the fastest. That kind of stuff."
"What if there were girls around?"
"Pretty much the same except maybe some kissing or flashing." He laughed. He was having fun now, reliving memories.
"What, like getting naked?" Melissa didn't sound convinced.
"Well, no...not like naked. But like showing your butt or flashing their...chest...or something. It was stupid." He was still grinning though with the memories. "We we were all so wasted."
"Really?" Melissa was a little shocked.
"The only time somebody got completely naked was this one time Joey got dared to run around for two minutes with..."
"Wait...Joey Mitchell?" Melissa interrupted. She laughed as she asked it.
"Yeah...Joey. It was fucking hilarious, he was so drunk he almost..." Brad looked over and realized he was talking to his little sister. "well...it was...it was just funny." He unzipped his jacket. "Hey is it warming up?"
"No, but you are. That jacket's way too heavy once you get moving." Melissa felt a small jab of satisfaction. They were still climbing, but the crest of the hill was only a few hundred more feet ahead.
"Wow, can't believe how much I'm sweating." Brad's breathing was steady but still pretty deep.
"Should have warned you that this was one activity you couldn't do with your shirt off," Melissa teased. She kept walking steadily up to the crest of the hill.
Once they reached the top, Melissa turned to look around at the landscape rolling away beneath them. It was still the muted browns and grey of late winter, the bare tress covering most of the hills around them. There was a low layer of heavy clouds marching over them but the wind wasn't that bad, even out in the open.
Brad turned beside her and pulled off the rain coat to release some of the built up heat. He was still in a sweater, but Melissa thought she could see steam rising off him through the fabric.
"You're going to catch a cold." Melissa pointed out. "Your sweater is probably all sweaty and you're not used to the cold air like I am. You'll start getting hypothermic in just a few minutes if you're sweaty like that."
"No I won't!" Brad scoffed. "I could run around shirtless for an hour at this temp!"
"No you can't! I bet you wouldn't last two minutes!"
"Is that a dare?" Brad eyebrows went up.
"No, it's a fact. Stop being an idiot."
"Well, sounds like a dare and a bet." Brad crossed his arms. "I bet I can go shirtless for twice as long as you can, girl from the North Country." He held his chin contemplatively. "If I can go two minutes with my shirt off, then you have to go one as the loser!" He beamed triumphantly.
"First off, you're never going to make it two minutes..."
"Then I guess you don't have to worry about losing the bet and doing the dare then do you?"
"Well, no but..."
"Or you can take it back...and admit I was right." Brad offered in a taunt.
Melissa was about to say something, but the look of triumph on Brad's face was too much to back down from. "Okay, Mr. Smartie Pants. Two minutes!? She pulled out her phone and brought up the stopwatch function. "Ready when you are!" She smiled as she called his bluff.
Brad never paused. He confidently dropped his jacket on the ground, pulled off his sweater and t-shirt and said, "Go!" The cold air hit him, but Brad was still feeling warm from the hike up the hill.
Melissa could see the steam rising visibly off of his bare chest and shoulders in the cold, dry air. For the first 20 or 30 seconds, Brad felt almost no discomfort, but the rapidly evaporating sweat was also taking away whatever layer of heat had built up under his sweater and coat so that as he neared the first minute, he could feel his muscles tense up and he was holding his arms against his chest to conserve heat. As the seconds ticked by he could feel himself involuntarily starting to shiver, but he counted on the thick layer of muscle that covered his chest, back and torso to maintain a buffer.
Melissa had been sure Brad would quit within 30 seconds or so once he felt the cold hit, but as she watched her stopwatch pass 90 seconds he looked uncomfortable, but determined to see it through. She could see his skin lose color from the deep tan and as he began to shiver and his muscles started to shake uncontrollably to maintain heat. As the last ten seconds ticked by, she could see the definition of each bunched muscle on her brother's might frame tensed up against the cold air, but his face never lost the grim determination that carried him through the full two minutes.
"Time!" she shouted as her phone reached two minutes.
Brad reached down and quickly pulled his sweater back on with the t shirt still inside and was still shivering as he slid fist one arm then the other into his jacket. There was still a great deal of heat trapped into the liner of the jackets and within a few moments he could feel the warmth start to seep back into his shivering muscles.
"Okay that was really stupid!" Melissa said with concern. "We should head down and get you into warm dry clothes." She started down the trail.
"Woah, woah, woah little Miss Bossy-Pants!" Brad's voice still had the hint of shiver in it. "I believe you just lost that bet."
"Are you serious?" Melissa turned back in disbelief.
"What do you think kept me going that final minute?" Brad laughed. "You're up for a full minute!"
"You haven't risked hypothermia enough for one day? You're gonna stand out here for another minute to get back at me."
Brad walked down the trail toward her, shrugging. He was now warm again under the layers of clothing. "A bet's a bet. I'm fine." He held his arms open palms up. "You were the big brave girl from the North Country who could stand the cold, big talker. Now you're gonna have to prove it."
"So you really want me to take my jacket and sweatshirt off for one minute before you'll do the smart thing and walk back down the hill?"
"Just like I did. Naked from the waist up." Brad beamed. "But you only have to do half the time I did."
"Wait, I'm a girl. It's not the same."
"Hey we don't discriminate up here. It's equal opportunity when it comes to a dare. If anything, you have better insulation than a guy does, you don't get an extra piece of clothing on top of that!"
"And if I don't?" Melissa was annoyed.
"Then you've chickened out," Brad held up the tip of one index finger to the tip of another. "Which makes you my bitch..." He ticked off another count on his ring finger. "And you have to do everything I say for the rest of the day!" He ticked off a third finger. "That's the rule up here!"
"This is stupid!" Melissa turned to leave.
"I knew it!" Brad chuckled as he walked down the trail behind her. "And that's why you never got invited!" He rubbed it in. "Because you couldn't handle it!"
Melissa's competitive streak kicked in. She stopped and turned. "Quit acting like you had an excuse to pretend I wasn't your sister in high school! We both know it was you being selfish!"
"Fine," Brad conceded. "Then prove me wrong. It will only take a minute and then I'll admit I should have dragged you along." He crossed his arms and stared her down.
Melissa was mad that he had boxed her in but part of her was determined to have the satisfaction of finally making him admit that he had been a jerk for his entire life. "Fine!" She threw up her hands. "Get the clock ready."
Melissa unzipped her rain shell and took it off. She looked over as Brad fumbled his phone out of his pocket and brought up the stopwatch.
He looked up. "Ready?"
Melissa gave a second of hesitation to calling it off but shook her head, turned away from Brad and quickly pulled off her sweatshirt and the elastic sports bra she was wearing underneath. She dropped them at her feet and quickly covered her boobs with her hands and arms.
Brad had seen just the briefest glimpse of a sideboob as his sister had stripped off her top, but he moved around her on the trail to face her while holding up his phone as it ticked off the seconds. Her skin was pale and he could already see the goosebumps forming on her arms as he came around her side.
Melissa looked over to see Brad walking over to her other side and she quickly scanned in every other direction. Both to make sure they were alone as well as avoid having to face him as she stood half naked outside in the freezing cold. Luckily they had walked down from the crest so there was a scattering of trees alongside the trail and the wind wasn't much of a factor.
Brad couldn't believe that she had gone through with it and he was enjoying seeing her discomfort after how smug she had been earlier. He found himself incredibly excited at seeing how much her well rounded boobs were trying to peek out under her arms. It was his actual sister out here topless in the woods and he couldn't believe how sexy she looked with her pale white skin exposed in the cold air and her barely covered boobs partially exposed for him to see.
Melissa turned back to see that only 22 seconds had elapsed on Brad's phone when she was sure she must have already passed the halfway mark. She looked up at his face to try and gain some determination from seeing him gloat, but she was shocked to find that his eyes were locked on the area where her hands were trying to desperately cover her tits. As much as she wanted to be shocked and disgusted, she found herself being flattered that he was hoping to see her tits. If he had barely ever noticed her growing up, it certainly wasn't for any of her womanly charms.
At just that moment Brad looked up from her chest to realize that she was looking him the eye and he had a momentary flash of embarrassment of having been caught staring at her covered chest, but something in her eyes hinted that she wasn't disgusted, but a little embarrassed and maybe even proud that she had caught him looking.
Brad looked quickly away, but his eyes crept back to hers and for some reason, whether it was embarrassment or how crazy the whole situation had become, but it suddenly struck him as funny. As he began to smile and then to quietly laugh, Melissa couldn't help doing the same. She was shivering and her teeth were chattering, but for some reason she was overtaken by the same goofy giggling as her brother.
"S-s-st-t-o-op It-t!" She tried to get him and herself under control, but her shivery voice only made it funnier.
Brad was now looking at his adorable sister, shivering, bouncing from laughter and trying to contain her jiggling boobs as her muscles were involuntarily shaking all along her body. He looked down at the phone and counted down, "57...58...59...60!"
Melissa immediately dropped down to retrieve her sweatshirt, trying to contain both of her boobs with limited success with her left arm while trying to open the bottom of her sweatshirt with one hand. Finally she pulled out her second arm and pressed her tits against her thighs as she struggled to use both hands to reach into the sweatshirt. Brad was treated to the sight of the sides of her boobs being squeezed out on either side of her as she pressed them tightly against her thighs for warmth and any chance of keeping her nipples concealed.
As she reached into her sweatshirt she felt her sports bra getting tangled and not aligning with the arm holes of her shirt as her hands were getting too numb and shaky from the cold.
She squeaked out an awkward "aack!" of embarrassment and frustration. In desperation, she pulled her bra out onto the cold ground and reached in with both hands to pull the sweatshirt over her extended head and neck. As quickly as she could, she pulled the sweatshirt down over her tits as she lifted up but not before Brad got a brief glimpse of her pale pink nipples and firm jiggling breast as the fabric of the sweatshirt slid over them.
Melissa stood up and turned around to work her arms through the sleeves just as Brad came around and offered her first one, then the other sleeve of her rain shell. She zipped it up with fumbling hands and began rubbing herself all over her arms and sides to try and regain some warmth. Brad surprised her by shielding her from the wind, pulling her shoulder into his chest and rubbing his free hand over her back to try and help her warm up. She could feel heat radiating from him as she slowly started to warm up.
"C'mon," Brad said as her shivering subsided. "Let's get you back to the house." He started walking her down the trail with one arm still over her shoulder.
"W-w-wait. M-m-my b-b-bra." Melissa stammered.
Brad quickly turned and trotted back up the trail to retrieve her bra off the ground. Melissa started walking down the trail, both to get her blood pumping again and to speed up how soon she was going to be back at the warm house. Brad caught up to her on the trail, walking with her hands in her rain jacket pockets and her body still clenched tight under her clothes.
"Are you okay?," Brad asked after they had gotten a little way down the trail. There was some real concern in his voice.
"Yeah," Melissa sighed. "That was just really stupid."
Brad laughed. "I told you it was stupid. But you felt like you had been missing out on something." He chuckled as they walked. "But I'm proud of you."
"Really?" Melissa looked over in disbelief. "That was the most embarrassing thing I think I've ever done."
"But you did it!" Brad exclaimed. "Can't you see that's the point?! It's stupid, but it takes courage, resolve, strength or pain tolerance, but you didn't back down. You went through with it." He looked over to see if she was getting it. "It's like...you do something stupid together, but then it's something you share...that makes you...like closer. If that makes any sense?"
"Maybe a little?" Melissa offered. "But please don't ever tell any of your friends I did that!" Her embarrassment was coming back as he warmed up and her head hung down now as she walked.
"Of course not! That's the most important part. What happens on the mountain, stays on the mountain. Like Vegas or Fight Club."
"Really?" Melissa asked meekly, still head down.
"I swear!" Brad stopped and raised his hand. "This will always be between you and me. We never told anybody. Ever. It was what made being there for those times matter. You literally had to be there or you missed out. If you stayed you had to do the same dumb thing everybody else did. That's how it worked."
Melissa nodded. "In a weird way it makes sense as a way to break down intimacy barriers and create a tighter bond around the same secret experiences." She looked over at Brad. "That's what you were trying to do with your friends?"
"Well, no. We were just getting wasted and doing stupid things. It just worked out that way." He laughed as he said it and realized how true it was.
Melissa laughed too and didn't feel so embarrassed any more. For the first time in a long time, she actually felt close to her brother. "Omigod, that was sooo stupid though, right?"
"The stupidest!" he agreed. But he kept seeing a loop of his little sisters tits n his memory as she struggled to get dressed at the end and knew he would never forget it as long as he lived.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 03
Brother & sister home alone find new way to stay entertained.
Author's Note - Barriers begin to fall as brother and sister settle in with only each other for company and entertainment. Both begin to reveal secrets and see each other in a new and interesting way as Brad takes her to "Neverland" for the very first time...
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By the time they got back to the house, they were warmed up from walking and still giddy from the rush of adrenaline of having endured the crazy trial. They came in through the back door and Brad suggested, "Why don't you go take a warm shower. I'm going to make some soup or something warm. I'm starving."
"Will you make enough for me too? I am too." Melissa turned to go up stairs.
"Hey!" Brad called out. Melissa turned and Brad tossed her crumpled up bra underhanded to her.
Melissa nearly dropped it but managed to trap it against her chest. "Oh, yeah. Thanks." She turned and headed upstairs, surprised that she wasn't even that embarrassed that her brother had carried her bra all the way down the hill.
Melissa turned on the hot water in the shower and waited for it to heat up as she took of the rain jacket and her shoes and socks. The heat in the house was slowly starting to warm her hands and face but they still felt very cold to the touch. It was only after the shower water had begun to steam that she finally stripped off her leggings and pulled the sweatshirt over her head.
She stepped under the hot water and felt her body instantly relax as the warm water began to loosen up her cold and shivering muscles. After a about ten minutes she began to feel warm and relaxed again and finally stepped out from under the warm spray. She looked in the foggy mirror and for the first time wondered how much of her tits her brother had seen. She should have been more embarrassed, but she looked at their fuller shape, the pointed sort of cone they made as they approached her areolas and the stiff pink nipples that grew harder as she wondered if they had been revealed in her attempts to get dressed in the cold. If he saw them, it was only for a brief second, she reasoned and it gave her an unexpectedly warm feeling to think that he had to be watching closely if he was even able to see that! She caught herself smiling as she picked up her clothes and went into her room to get dressed.
A few minutes later she was back downstairs in some loose sweats and surprised at how hungry she had actually become in just the time since they'd gotten home. She took her soup out to the living room as Brad was rinsing his bowl out and headed upstairs to take a shower.
The bathroom was already warm and steamy from Melissa's shower and Brad was able to step under almost immediately once he turned the shower back on. He felt the warm water melt away the lingering cold and felt extremely sleepy once he stepped out to get dried off. Between the cold, the exercise, the adrenaline rush of the dare and seeing his sister's tits, Brad was barely able to make it to his bed and crawl under the covers, before he fell instantly to sleep.
Meanwhile, Melissa had finished most of her soup before putting the bowl on the coffee table. She curled up on her side to watch some TV while her food settled, but within a few moments she too had fallen fast asleep.
Melissa woke up with the television still on but no idea how much time had passed. She turned toward the back window and could see that it was fully dark outside. She had gotten hungry again, and though she still felt very tired, had the urge to eat again. She padded fuzzily out to the kitchen but it was dark and silent. She went into the fridge to grab an apple to take the edge off of her hunger and took a bite as she climbed the stairs slowly to the second floor.
Brad's door was ajar and his light was off, but Melissa peeked in to check on him. From the light coming in behind her she could see that he was sprawled asleep on his bed with the covers partially thrown off. He looked like he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Melissa walked across the room and called out to him softly but he didn't wake up She was struck by the urgent need to pee as she was standing there so she went toward their bathroom and nearly fell as her feet got tangled in the towel Brad had left on the floor.
Melissa went into the dark bathroom, lit only by the nightlight plugged in over the sink and sat down to pee. She felt sleepy enough to go back to sleep right there but she took another bite of the apple in her hand and chewed slowly as she finished peeing with her eyes closed. She got up to flush and shuffled back out the door to Brad's room that she hadn't even bothered to shut on her way in.
She went and sat on the edge of Brad's bed and reached out to shake his shoulder to wake him. He stirred slightly, but settled right back to sleep. She shook his shoulder more vigorously and said his name but it only caused him to roll onto his back and interrupt his breathing for a moment before it resumed it's slow, steady rhythm. He was completely out.
Melissa finished eating the apple and wondered if she had the energy to go back downstairs to cook dinner. Setting the core on the nightstand, she sleepily decided that she would just rest a minute there until Brad woke up and see if he would make dinner for them. She laid her head on the pillow and fell back to sleep.
Brad was dreaming of being up in the hills again, but it didn't seem quite as cold and he had the sense that he could smell his sister's lotion or shampoo very clearly. In his dream she was standing there topless but she wasn't shivering. She was laughing and giggling as she tried to keep her tits covered and Brad was trying to playfully pull her arms away so he could get a good look at her tits. It seemed funny to them both and Melissa was squealing with embarrassment and mock protest, squirming just out of his reach, her firm boobs tantalizingly close to popping out as she struggled to stay out of his grasp. Her smell grew stronger as they played around and Brad imagined that it was spring because it didn't feel cold and it smelled so fresh, like Melissa. In his dream Melissa pointed to his sweat pants and laughed because he had a full erection from trying to see her tits and her laughter made it seem funny and not at all weird that she could tell how hard his cock had become.
In bed, Brad turned toward her smell, somehow determined to get a better hold of her this time and weakly reached over to wrap his arm around her from behind. In his dream he was still trying to reach around and pry her hands free but he felt content to have her held warm against him and his now fully erect cock nestled snugly in the small valley between the smooth mounds of her firm butt.
Melissa had the vague sense of being hugged and the warmth of someone snuggled up behind her, but not enough to come fully awake. In her dream Brad was hugging her in the hills and it was warm and pleasant to have his body take away the cold. She pushed back into him and snuggled in against the wind, aware of something firmly nestled against her butt in a pleasant way and she wondered happily if it had really made Brad's dick hard from seeing her tits like that.
Brad woke first and felt as sleepy as he ever had before. He could just see the grey light of dawn through the shades and though he knew that on some level that he was in his room at his parent's house, he had a hard time processing how he had ended up bringing a girl home. He hadn't been drinking he thought, but here he was spooning a girl with his now soft cock pleasantly firming up as he felt it pressed up against her shapely butt beneath the covers. He curled his arm more firmly around her to pull himself closer, his hand wrapped around her ribs just under the firm swell of her breasts. As he closed the distance between them, his hand traveled up the squeeze one of her full tits and he could tell that she was braless under the sweatshirt she was wearing. He started to reach under her shirt and felt the soft smooth skin of her stomach as he went under her sweatshirt when he came fully awake to hear his sister quietly say, "Brad?"
Melissa had been slowly trying to come awake as she felt herself being pulled in by the strong arms of whoever was hugging her in her dream. She dreamt of a big strong hand gently fondling her boobs, the way she always imagined it would feel, but somehow even better, almost real. She felt surrounded, safe and warm. It was only how his rough hands had tickled the soft skin on her stomach that brought her more fully awake to realize where she was. Was she still in Brad's room? Was that..."Brad?" She asked.
Pulling his hand quickly back, Brad did his best to slide away from the back of his sister's body before rising up on one arm. He was becoming fully awake now and seeing his sister turning over toward him he blurted out, "Melissa, what the fuck are you doing in my bed?"
"Mmmnmnm," She growled sleepily as she tried to wipe her eyes awake. "I fell asleep here waiting for you to wake up and make dinner." She finished rolling over and shadowed her eyes as the sunlight in the window grew brighter.
Brad tried to process what she was telling him, but it wasn't making any sense. "Why didn't you just wake me up then?" He was about to get up out of bed and create some distance but he realized he was completely naked under the covers.
"I did try, but you wouldn't get up." She rolled over completely to lie facing him and started to close her eyes again sleepily. Her arms pressed her braless boobs together under her sweatshirt and Brad was reminded of his now painfully hard dick sticking up beneath the covers.
"Melissa, you need to get up." Brad was looking around wildly for anything to cover himself with if he slid out of the bed and could only see a towel twisted up on the floor over near his bathroom door.
"I'm still sleepy. Why don't you get up and make breakfast." She liked that idea; going back to sleep until breakfast. "Then I'll get up."
"Melissa I can't. I need you to go to your room...now!"
"Why not?" She screwed open her eyes again and tried to focus. Her brother was up on one hand beside her on the bed, with the covers clutched at his waist. "Are you naked or something?"
Brad flushed a deep red and tried to think of something clever to say but he could only manage, "Melissa, please..."
"Omigod," Melissa came fully awake. "You're like, naked!" She sat up and started to scramble out from beneath the cover to stand up. She started to ask, "Were you like that all night?" but she could barely manage to say it before she began to giggle uncontrollably, her hand covering her mouth.
"Will you please just get out of my room?...Now!" Brad pointed toward the door. Melissa, still giggling scooted through the door to the connecting bathroom and closed it behind her as went.
When Brad made it downstairs, Melissa was already eating her second bowl of cereal in front of the TV. After making coffee, Brad came out of the kitchen and sat down in the oversized chair with two bananas a protein bar and a large mug of coffee. He looked over at Melissa who pretended to be completely engrossed in the morning talk show rerun on the TV.
"Seriously though," Brad finally spoke. "What the actual hell were you doing in my bed last night?"
"I tried to tell you," Melissa looked down at her bowl of cereal. "I came upstairs to wake you up to make dinner and I fell asleep waiting for you to wake up. I was kind of out of it and thought you'd wake up last night." She looked over at last. "I really didn't mean to sleep there last night."
"Well, it freaked me out." Brad took a bite of the banana he'd been peeling. "I'm already having weird dreams as it is."
"Omigod, you too?" Melissa gasped. "I thought it was just me!"
"I was reading online that a lot of people are right now." Brad seemed less irritated. "I'm not trying to be a jerk if you got lonely or scared or something, but you really have to ask before doing something like that, okay?"
"It wasn't anything like that, but thanks for letting me know it's okay...if I ask." Melissa sounded more sincere than she intended. They ate in silence for a few minutes. "Hey, you said yesterday that you guys would smoke pot up in the hills back in the day. Do you still get high?"
"That's a weird question!" Brad looked over at her. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, it's just that...some of the botany and conservation guys...up at school." She shrugged. "They have this greenhouse thing that they keep going year round and they kind of grow their own. A lot of it." She hesitated. "So if you're cool with those guys, you end up always getting as much pot as you want. For free."
Brad laughed. "Why doesn't that surprise me? You wouldn't happen to have any would you?"
"That's the thing. I don't really get high and before I left one of the guys gave me a huge bag to take home because he had to clean out his dorm room." She looked at Brad to try and gauge his reaction. "He told me to smoke it, give it away or throw it out, but just do it off-campus. He had pounds of the stuff to get rid of."
"Really?" Brad leaned forward. "...and you took it?"
"Well yeah, I was trying to help him out when he asked, but I think he kind of likes me and thought it might help his chances."
"What did you do with it?"
"It's up in my room, why?"
Melissa pulled a backpack from under her bed and unzipped the main compartment. She pulled out a large Ziploc freezer bag filled with pot and handed it to Brad who was kneeling on the floor beside her.
"Holy fuck, sis!" Brad unzipped the bag to smell it. "This is like a quarter pound of weed!"
"Do you think I should get rid of it?" Melissa was getting nervous. "I've been thinking I should throw it away before mom and dad get home."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Brad laughed. "No, you shouldn't throw away a lifetime supply of weed like this! If you're too scared to keep it, I'll be glad to hide it and take responsibility."
"Really? You don't think we'll get caught?"
"Hell no!" Brad looked at Melissa as if she was crazy."Why would we get caught if we're the only ones who know about this? Don't tell anybody and we have nothing to worry about."
"So what are we going to do with it then?"
"Well, starting today, we're gonna start smoking it." Brad smiled broadly.
"Won't mom and dad smell it when they get back?"
"Not if we're careful." Brad smiled. "Get dressed. We're going for a hike!"
Ten minutes later they were headed up the trail into the hills behind the house. The day was cold, but the clouds were broken and occasional sun made it seem more comfortable than the day before. There didn't seem like any chance of rain. They walked up to the split in the trail and Brad took the lead onto one of the smaller side trails that headed to the left of the trail they had climbed the day before.
The trail seemed to grow fainter as the hill got steeper. At one point they were simply heading through a heavily forested slope and climbing from rock to rock in the steepest section. Brad stopped at a couple of points to look around carefully in every direction.
"Are you lost?" Melissa asked quietly.
"Of course not," Brad said confidently. "Just making sure we're alone up here. This is one of the most closely guarded secrets in western civilization." He grinned down at her. "C'mon."
They climbed up a steep, narrow gap in the side of the hill that looked like it might be a stream at some point each year and came out facing a wall of stone nearly forty feet high.
"So this is it? Melissa seemed unimpressed.
"Hardly." Brad took one more sweeping survey of the woods below them and then hoisted himself up to squeeze between the gap of the tree to their left and the rocky face of the hill. It was too high a step for Melissa to make on her own so Brad reached down and pulled her up easily with one hand. The gap revealed a small ledge that looked to taper off as it wrapped around the side of the hill, but Brad confidently stepped side to side while using a series of thick exposed tree roots as handholds and disappeared around the side of the hill. Melissa looked nervously at the steep drop into thick brush and tree tops below them but the hand and foot holds were easy to follow and didn't seem scary at all once you knew they were there.
Melissa kept her body weight close to the hill side and took each step and hand hold transfer carefully as she moved around the the side of the hill. Within a minute she came around to a larger ledge where there was more footing and found Brad waiting for her.
"This is it." Brad started along the ledge. It got wider as they walked into a bowl of rock that was hollowed out into the side of the hill. "Welcome to Neverland." Brad spread his arms out wide in a grand gesture of revelation.
There was a fairly good sized ledge that held several large rocks in a kind of bowl. Looking down from the ledge Melissa could see a dense canopy of trees 30 or 40 feet below them that descended steeply down the side of the hill from there. Looking up, the rock face formed a natural ragged arc where it looked like a large rock or side of the hill had broken off at some point long ago, creating a slight overhang that she calculated must line up with what people called Lookout Ridge. Because of the slope above the overhang, no one was able to approach the edge of the drop so the actual lookout was probably another hundred feet or so above the lip she could see above the bowl.
"Wow, who knows about this place?" Melissa asked as she sat down on one of the rocks in the bowl and explored the place with her eyes.
"As far as I know, only me and a handful of my friends. We never saw anybody else in here and it was one of the secrets of the mountain. You didn't tell or bring anybody else up here." He sat down on a rock across from her and took off the small daypack he was wearing. He reached into the zipper pocket and pulled out a small joint and a disposable lighter. "And there's only one way to get the full effect." He smiled and lit the joint taking a small drag into his lungs. He nodded contentedly and handed it to Melissa.
She had only smoked pot a couple of times at parties in college so she knew what to do, but had only been high a few times before. She took a small hit of the smoke into her lungs and held it like Brad was doing. Brad exhaled and took a few breaths before taking the joint back from Melissa. He took a slightly larger drag and held it again in his lungs. Melissa let out the thin smoke she was holding and reached across to take the joint that Brad held out. She took another slightly larger drag than the first and quickly handed it back.
They both released the smoke from their lungs about the same time and Brad held the up to Melissa, "More?" She waved it off as she took a few more deep breaths and cleared the remaining smoke from her lungs.
"I'm good," she managed to squeak out as the urge to cough slowly subsided.
"Here, this helps," Brad pulled a couple of bottles of water from his daypack and handed her one. They both took a few drinks as Brad snuffed out the joint on the rocks and set it carefully in a crack in the rock wall behind him.
They both turned to look at the hazy low angle sunshine from the late winter morning spreading over the canopy of tree covered hills below them, the county park in the middle distance and the steady march of suburbs away toward the city skyline just visible in the distant haze.
"Wow," Brad breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly. "Forgot how much I missed this place. Just being up here, with nothing to worry about." He sighed. "It's like the one place in the world where I could just relax."
"It really is beautiful..." Melissa stared off in the distance. "I see what you mean."
"Yeah," He acknowledged. "It's cool but you really have to be high to get the full effect. That's why I got so excited when you showed me that weed. I had been thinking about this place, but I was pretty sure it wouldn't be the same without it. Plus I don't have any friends left in town to enjoy it with."
"Well, you've got me." Melissa suggested. "Don't I count?"
"Well...yeah," Brad admitted. "But it's not quite the same."
"How's it different?" Melissa held up one hand to shade her eyes as she looked at Brad.
"Well, you're my sister for one." Brad said. "Once you hang out here for a while you realize there's not much to do except stare at the view so you have to invent ways to make it fun. That's where all the goofy dares and bets came from. We just ran out of stuff to do unless we could think of something off the wall." Brad shrugged. "Plus, being high, weird stuff makes more sense somehow." He laughed.
Melissa took another drink of water. "So what was some of the stuff you guys would do?"
"Just stupid stuff, like yell something stupid or embarrassing out from the ledge or flash your bare butt to the world," He laughed at the memories. He turned to point over his shoulder. "Spend two minutes in the make-out cave with somebody."
"What's the make-out cave?" Melissa looked confused.
Brad laughed and stood up. "C'mere." He waved her over. They walked toward the rock wall and once she got to the right angle, she could see that there was a cleft in the rock that cut into the hillside."If you step in there it goes back a few feet but it's just a dark little space. We called it the make-out cave because we would dare people to go back there together and stay in there for like two minutes or five minutes. It barely fits two people so you have to stand really close to fit in. Take a look".
Melissa peered in and it was very dark as it only caught a little reflected light from the shaded part of the rock bowl. As her eyes adjusted she could see that it had a rock floor with a little leaf debris. She stepped in and it was like being in a small closet but the tapered crack extended up nearly 10 feet into the rock. It was maybe three feet across at the floor and only a couple feet across at head height. She stepped all the way in and could tell that even as small as she was, being in there with another person would be a pretty tight squeeze. She walked out into the light again.
"Pretty cool," she said. "How did you figure out who had to go in."
"Well that was the fun part, you could dare someone to go in and they wouldn't know who you would send in to spend the dare with. Especially at night, it's totally black in there. The rule was you had to spend the entire two minutes, five minutes, whatever and nobody could ever tell what happened in there. So it added a kind of surprise and mystery to it."
"Did you ever have to go in there?"
"Sure, lots of times. Sometimes I knew who it was because they went in first and sometimes it was a surprise."
"What kind of stuff would you do?" She asked drinking more water.
"It kind of depended on the situation, really. The girl. If she seemed really scared or weird about it, you might just like hug or kiss a little bit...but if they got into it...all kinds of stuff could happen."
"Like what?"
"Can't tell." Brad teased. "It's part of the mystery. So when people came out, you didn't know if they spent the whole time just being awkward and waiting for it to be over or if they actually did something. It was actually kind of cool having to wonder sometimes."
Melisa realized that she was starting to feel really high as the pot fully kicked in. "Wow! I think this is the most high I've ever gotten." She looked up at the ledge high above them. "Does stuff ever fall down on you?" She asked.
"Nah, at least not when we were here." Brad shrugged. " I think these rocks have been here a long, long time. Mostly it's just pretty boring unless you think something up."
"Okay" Melissa said. "Let's do something. How do we get started?"
"You just think of something to dare somebody. Could be anything, but you have to be careful because they could ask you to do the same thing back and you can't chicken out, even under the bitch rule. You would be banned for life for not taking a dare you had given somebody else first. That keeps it from getting too crazy."
"Okay so you start." Melissa offered.
"Hmm. We're both pretty high so I don't think we should be climbing anything or balancing on the edge or anything like that." He thought for a second. "Okay, who's the last guy you saw naked?"
"Umm that would be you, like this morning," She laughed.
"No, like really naked, not like that." He said. "You know what I mean."
"Sadly? That's actually as close as I've ever come to seeing a naked man." Melissa blushed as she admitted it.
"Really?" Brad was surprised.
Melissa nodded, embarrassed. "Yep!" I told you it was sad." She looked down for a moment. "So if we're making people tell the truth...did you see my boobs yesterday? I couldn't tell."
It was Brad's turn to laugh. "Maybe a little," he admitted. "Just for a second." He blushed. "You did a good job of keeping covered." He got an idea. "But there's a classic dare. You have to flash your boobs for 5 seconds."
"Omigod. That would be so weird. You're my brother!" She felt herself smiling and blushing.
"See what I mean? Kind of hard to keep the game going." Brad shrugged. It went silent for a moment.
"Well, what if I flashed them out toward the edge with my back to you? Would that count?"
Brad smiled. "It sure would!" He agreed. "You're up!"
Melissa rolled her eyes and stood up, walking carefully over to the edge of the bowl and looked down at the dense tree line below. She looked back over toward Brad who was sitting in the same spot where she'd left him.
"Anytime," He called out in a singsong voice.
Melissa turned back to face outward, unzipped her fleece and grabbed the underside of her t-shirt, lifting it up until she reached the bottom edge of her bra. She gave a nervous glance back over her shoulder toward Brad.
Brad couldn't believe that the game had started up with Melissa and it had already gone as far as it had. He felt really high and had to admit that his heart was pounding with excitement, just like it had playing with other girls.
Melissa took a deep breath and pulled up under the elastic of her bra, lifting slowly until first one them the other of her two firm, round boobs dropped free of the fabric. She felt the cold morning air on her bare skin and she had the sensation of not believing it was actually happening. Here she was exposing her tits in broad daylight with her brother of all people standing just a few feet away. She started counting off the seconds in her head.
For his part, Brad felt a thrill go through him as soon as he saw his sister lift her shirt. Even with the fleece bunched up at her sides, he could see the bare skin of her rib cage on the one side and the barest outline of her right boob, exposed in the cold sunlight.
The seconds ticked off in her head and Melissa quickly dropped her top back down and adjusted her bra before turning back to Brad as she zipped her fleece back up. Her mouth had gone completely dry in the excitement and she felt shaky and jittery as she walked back to her rock to sit down and drink some more water.
Brad held up his water bottle to toast her and declared, "Congratulations, sis. You've just showed your tits to everyone in town!" She blushed and took another drink of water. Trying not to smile as she did, but not very successfully.
"Okay," she said finally. "I think you should have to flash your weiner to the edge for five seconds!"
"My wiener?" Brad laughed. "Is that what you call it?"
"No, I don't call it anything! You know what I mean!"
Brad stood up nodding and walked to the edge casually. He reached down to unzip his pants and lowered his elastic waistband to fish out his surprisingly hard cock. The cold air would have naturally made him shrink, but the idea that he had his hard dick out with his sister right behind him made him even harder than he was when he started.
Melissa watched his back as he did and wondered if he would have exposed his dick where she could see it if she had dared him to. As it was, she had no idea if he actually had his dick out or not. He turned and walked back from the ledge as he was zipping up and Melissa couldn't help looking at the place where his zipper had just been raised as if she confirm it somehow.
"You know I wouldn't even be able to tell if you had faked that." Melissa pointed out laughing.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 04
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
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"Well maybe we shouldn't do any more hidden dares then!" Brad declared. "I think you should flash your tits where I can see them for ten seconds!" he plopped down, half surprised that he had made the dare himself.
Melissa blushed and tilted her head in disbelief. "Really?" she protested.
"Sure!" Brad said, more boldly than he felt. "It's not as if you haven't already showed them to the rest of the world and it serves you right for questioning my honor. Let's see 'em!" he waved his hand imperiously.
"I don't believe this," Melissa muttered weakly. Her hands were trembling as she went to unzip her fleece. It hung up as she got to the bottom of the zipper and she fumbled for a second to get it undone. She paused to roll her eyes and let out a loud exhale of breath, trying to show frustration and disbelief, but really intended to reduce the jittery tension that had overcome her as she prepared to expose herself. She had never shown any guy her tits and now she was about to willingly expose them, to her own brother! Through the weed-induced haze she couldn't believe she was really going to do this. She couldn't look at her brother as she prepared to lift her shirt again.
Brad's heart was pounding with excitement at the idea that Melissa was about to expose herself like this. He doubted he would have said it if he hadn't been high, but deep down he knew he had been wanting to see her topless for days and the brief glimpse he had gotten the day before had only made him that much more eager to see his sisters fully developed tits.
Melissa looked down at the ground as she slowly inched her top up over her stomach and slid her fingers under the elastic of her sports bra. She had an electric tingling that suffused her body at the thought of exposing herself and she had to admit that much of it was focused in her stomach and pussy. She felt the underside of her bra start to slide up over the lower curve of her boobs and they hung up in the fabric, and the tips of her fingers, for a moment that seemed to last forever before she felt first one, then the other, of her plump tits drop free of her bra! The cold air fully washed over the exposed skin of her bare tits and her achingly hard nipples. She scrunched up her eyes and turned her head to the side in an involuntary spasm of embarrassment and shame, but there was nothing she could do, here tits were hanging out in the clear light of day, fully exposed to her brother just a few feet across from her.
Time crawled to a stop as Brad watched her top creeping up to expose her flat stomach and her creamy skin. It seemed to take forever for her hands to lift her bra away from the soft mounds of her tits and he was just about to goad her into hurrying up when first one, then the other of her magnificent tits dropped loose with a sexy jiggle and fell into full view!
His heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to process that it was really his little sister that he was seeing topless right in front of him. He watched the goosebumps form all over her soft white skin in the cold morning air and her soft pink areolas were tightening up into even more dramatic bumps of tightened skin around her achingly hard nipples. Melissa's tits were milky white and beautifully shaped, ripe firm mounds that formed a lovely cone shape as they tapered up toward her soft, pink nipples. Brad had seen plenty of tits already in his life, but he couldn't remember seeing any that turned him on as much as he felt watching his sister expose herself now.
As high as he was, he had a flash of embarrassment as he had done nothing to conceal his lustful awe once her tits came into view, but his guilty peek at her face revealed that she was turned to the side, with her eyes tightly clenched in embarrassment, as he started at her gloriously exposed tits. Something about her reluctance and shame made it even more exciting for him and he felt his already painfully hard cock throb and pulse involuntarily. He knew tiny clear droplets of precum would be squeezed out the tip. It was if he was seeing the first pair of tits he ever had and reacting just as strongly.
Melissa held her breath in the extended silence of those first few moments when she knew her tits were out on full display. She had a flash of anxiety that her brother was just sitting there casually chuckling at his little "runt" sister being tricked into showing her tits for his amusement. The flash of fear and old resentment helped her push past her overwhelming embarrassment and enabled her to unclench her eyes briefly enough to see her brother staring, mouth open at her bare boobs with a look of awe and admiration that sent a new tingle of sensation through every nerve on her body. She opened her eyes tentatively and saw the full effect that her exposed tits were having on the older brother that had spent a lifetime undermining her confidence with his constant indifference. And now here he was, enthralled at the sight of her half-naked in front of him!
In that moment, Brad's eyes momentarily lifted up to confirm that she was still clenching her eyes shut, to see her instead that she was looking directly at him! A wave of guilt and embarrassment swept through him and he looked quickly away while turning beet red at the thought of being caught looking at his sister's tits so intently. He looked back furtively to see his sister actually starting to form a smile at his discomfort while still displaying her bare breasts openly in the hazy sunshine. Brad couldn't help but take another look at Melissa's beautiful tits before the ten seconds elapsed and meeting his sister's eyes again felt an awkward urge to smile sheepishly at his reaction to her now twinkling eyes. He smiled back in the nervous rush of excitement of the intimacy of the moment.
Melissa pulled her top back down while fighting a smile that wouldn't quite go away even as they both broke eye contact and looked uncomfortably away. "Well, that wasn't something I'd planned on doing today!" Melissa tried to break the awkward tension of the moment.
Brad shook his head and tried to laugh nonchalantly. "Yeah, guess it's hard to recreate some of those old games and give you a sense of the experience with just the two of us." He smiled sheepishly.
"Good thing everything that happens up here is sworn to secrecy, I guess?" Melissa raised her eyebrows encouragingly.
"Absolutely!" Brad assured her. "It's just fun and games. Never leaves the mountain. That's what makes it special." He had fallen back to the comfort of the rules he had shared with his friends over the years.
"Good! Then there's something else I want to try!" Melissa stated. The excitement of the last few minutes had her all keyed up and the sight of her brother's embarrassment and the effect of the weed were making her bold. "I want to make you go in the make-out closet for 5 minutes!" she declared.
Brad was confused. "Well, first off, it's the make out cave, not the closet. But you don't send somebody in there alone. It kind of defeats the purpose, doesn't it?" He tilted his head as he tried to gauge if she understood what he had described about it.
"Oh, I know and I'm going to send somebody in after you. You don't have to spend it alone." Melissa smiled mysteriously.
"Wait...who are you sending in?" Brad looked around.
"Sorry, that's part of the mystery isn't it? You don't get to know in advance, do you?" Melissa shrugged and looked away nonchalantly.
"But...wait, what?" Brad suddenly felt much more stoned than he had a moment before.
"Stop stalling," Melissa stood up. "In you go and I'll start the timer after I send somebody in."
"But...what am I supposed to do in there...?" Brad trailed off his question as he was being nudged back toward the cleft in the rock.
"Didn't you say it depended on the girl who you got sent in with?" Melissa asked.
"One or two other rules. You can't talk or ask who it is and you have to wait 30 seconds after she leaves before you can come out. I want to make it as hard as possible for you to guess who it was."
"But...but..." Brad's mind was reeling as he allowed himself to be pushed into the rock. He was trying to figure out exactly what was going on, but starting to wonder if Melissa was really going to go into the make out cave with him.
Sure enough a few seconds after he had gotten settled into the back part of the dark hollow of rock, it became suddenly darker as a shadow blocked what little light was coming in from the entrance and he was no longer alone. He automatically, moved to one side at the lowest part of the hollow leaving the girl the higher ground as he always had.
Melissa watched Brad's back disappear into the cleft of rock and she took one deep crazy breath before stepping in behind him. She wasn't sure herself what she was doing, but something had gotten fired up inside her in the moments when she was exposed and she got the trembly feeling again thinking about Brad's reaction.
It was dark inside the make out cave but there was still enough light filtering in to make out dim shapes and basic outlines of form against deeper black. Melissa could see where Brad was tucked into one side of the small opening and slid in above him on the tilted rock floor. With the curve of rock behind her she was slightly off balance as the sloped rock beneath her didn't help the situation. The whole effect made it impossible not to fight to stay off of the figure beside her and as she reached the back wall of the opening with her right shoulder she found herself losing her balance and falling over onto Brad to take her weight. She let out a surprised squeak.
Brad chuckled softly in the dark nervously and Melissa couldn't help but giggle in the heightened tension of the moment. Her cheek was pressed against Brad's chest and she had wrapped her arms around his sides to steady herself. She could feel the rock wall to either side of him but was enjoying the warmth and comfort of how he had instinctively reached around to hold her and steady her in the confined space.
Brad didn't know what to expect but he knew the shape of the small cave created the kind of close contact that had forced Melissa to fall into him. Through their thick clothing he could feel her face pressed up against his chest and the firm swell of her boobs now squished against his stomach. He was grateful that the distance of their feet was keeping the rest of her body far enough away that she wasn't pressed up against his hard dick straining against the relatively thin fabric of his insulated hiking pants.
Melissa felt Brad's hand slide up and stroke the hair against the side of her head as she leaned in against him. In the awkwardness of the moment, it felt comforting and tender. She could feel the heat emanating from him, even through her fleece and by using her head and cheek as an anchor, reached down to unzip her fleece to open up her body to the warmth coming off of him. She could feel the small area quickly warming up the longer they were in there.
Brad felt her movements as he stroked her hair gently and as she finished her unzip and rebalanced her weight against him, he unzipped his jacket from the neck with one hand. Using his other hand to hold her weight at the shoulder, he managed to squirm the zipper down in the gap between them and let it fall open to either side when it was fully released at the bottom. One after the other Melissa's arms snaked inside his jacket and he could feel her cheek and breasts snuggle into his chest and torso. The warmth of their bodies mingled and he could smell her scented lotion begin to fill the small space.
One at a time, Melissa inched her feet forward to meet the toes of Brad's shoes and it allowed her to press the remainder of her body up against his warm solid body. With a shock she realized that her belly was now pressed up against his crotch and she could feel the distinct outline of his hard cock pressed against her warm soft stomach! She knew in that moment that he didn't find any of this silly. He was fully hard and she was betting he had been ever since she had flashed her tits at him. She felt a warm sense of comfort and empowerment sweep over her as she realized that she had that power over him, that she had created that reaction in him. His whole body felt tense underneath her, but she sighed and hugging him, pressed the full weight of her body against his in deep satisfaction.
When her stomach had first pressed against his hard cock, Brad froze, not knowing how she would react. He wasn't sure if she would be able to tell what it was at first and wasn't sure if, or how, she would react when she understood what it was. As her body relaxed and melted into his, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt his tense muscles begin to uncoil slowly as he began to relax and enjoy the sensation of having her warm soft body pressed against his in the confined space. He went back to stroking her hair and as he began to lose himself in the sensation of being back in the make out cave with a girl and began to enjoy the rush of memories and let himself go to the idea that he was back in here with another mystery girl. He leaned his head forward and gently kissed the top of her head as he stroked her hair. Her shampoo smelled good.
As his lips touched the top of her head, Melissa felt the sudden urge to tilt her head upward and receive the next one on her lips. She hesitated for a moment, but then realized that she had the magic of being the mystery girl in this moment and the freedom to experience these next few minutes without the risk of anyone ever finding out about this secret place and what happened while she was here. She slowly tilted her face up and kept her eyes closed in the soft warm dark.
Brad felt her head move under his hand and as he leaned down the next time felt his cheek brush the tip of her nose and plant a soft kiss on her upturned lips. He felt her lift slightly against him as he did and he softly planted another. Feeling this mystery girl respond and allowing her to let him know how far to go. Just like all the others had.
Melissa felt the gentle kiss in the dark and it sent a tingle all through her. She lifted up eagerly to receive another and her lips responded to the next one. Honestly she had never made out before and had always dreaded the first time she would get kissed because she had no idea what to do, but this felt so easy and natural and fun. Each kiss had a slightly different movement and pressure to it and at one point it felt like his lips were pulling and nibbling at her in an indescribably pleasurable way. Her breath quickened and she pressed her stomach deliberately against his hard dick, encouraging him and wanting to give him pleasure in the same way that he was making her feel warm and desirable.
Brad felt her lips and her body responding and let himself start to fully enjoy himself as he knew that she wasn't repulsed by the situation. She had asked for it and she was enjoying it. He slid his hand up her side and cupped the outside of her tit as it was pressed against his body. She started to squirm a little but he felt her body pull away to give him easier access and he slid his hand around to fully cup one of her glorious tits in his large strong hand. He felt her weight sag briefly in reaction and a small moan escape her lips as they were lowered away from his. He reached down with his other hand to support her at the waist until she was steadied and then slid his hand up under het top, beneath the fabric of her snug elastic sports bra and finally wrapped his hand around the bare skin of her soft warm tit. She moaned deeply in the breathy warmth of the small space and shifting his hand on the other side, he lifted the bra up to fully release both of her amazing tits.
Melissa obliged by resting the side of her face against his chest and lifting her body away so that her boobs could dangle free from his body and allowed him to grope her boobs with both hands. She steadied her weight by placing both of her hands on each of his hips and pushed away slightly. It felt delicious to feel his rough strong hands, kneading her swollen boobs and gently pinching her hard pink nipples. She couldn't imagine how delightful it was to have someone finally touch her this way. She tilted the crown of her head against his chest and looked down to see her own bare tits in the dim light and his hands encompassing them in his desire to finally touch them in any way he desired.
In a moment of unplanned instinct, Melissa slid her hand across the front of his pants and rubbed across the thin fabric covering his swollen cock underneath. Brad let out a small whoosh of breath at her touch and she took the encouragement to grasp the bulge on either side and squeeze the hard shaft with her fingers and thumb on either side. She could feel his hard cock twitch beneath her hand and began to run her hand up and down against the outside of his pants, stroking the full length of the hard shaft beneath.
Brads hands began to squeeze and fondle his sister's breasts more roughly as she began to stroke his hard dick. He longed to reach down and release it from behind his zipper but wasn't sure if she was ready for him to do that. If it would freak her out. As it was, he couldn't believe that less than 24 hours at getting his first peek at his sister's tits he was now here able to touch, grope and fondle them as much as he wanted in the make out cave. She had willingly exposed them to him just a few minutes earlier in broad daylight. Whatever happened from here, these images would be burned into his memory forever as some of the most intensely erotic moments of his life.
Melissa continued to grasp and stroke the full length of Brad's rock hard penis under the fabric of his pants. She marveled at how long and hard it was. She had never seen an actual cock before, in any state, let alone fully, throbbingly erect as Brad's was now. After brushing against it briefly the other day, she was dying to touch it and see it, but never imagined that she would get the chance until the playful nudity and dares began a few minutes earlier. Rubbing her hand over the length of his cock, she could feel it twitching and pulsing under the fabric and she marveled at her ability to control Brad's reactions as she gently pinched the tip to induce shudders throughout his whole body.
In just a few days, it felt like she had gone from being an invisible afterthought in Brad's world to becoming the center of his most intense desires as she elicited groans and gasps from him with just the slightest effort. She wanted so badly to release his hard dick from his pants but was afraid that either he would think it was too disgusting for a sister to want to do that and her growing anxiety that she had no idea what to do with his dick other than stroke it as she was doing now. What would other girls have done in this position?
Brad was just considering whether he should just unzip his pants and pull his raging boner out himself, when Melissa abruptly stopped stroking his cock. He hesitated a moment to see if she would begin to unzip him or unbuckle his belt, but instead, he felt her warm hands cover his own, pressing them and holding them onto the firm mounds of her tits for a long moment before reaching up to lower her bra and top as she withdrew her boobs from his grasp. He felt her hands snake up to circle the back of his neck and pull him gently down to kiss him lightly on the lips not once, but twice in quick succession as if to prove that the first was intentional. She released his neck and pushed herself away slightly to make room to maneuver in the small space, when almost as an afterthought she reached down and gave his hard cock one more gently squeeze through his pants.
Like his, he could hear her breath still accelerated with the incredible tension of the moment filling the tightly enclosed space as she gingerly found her footing and made her way out of the make out cave. Brad was tempted to follow her out immediately, and pull her back in to continue what they'd started, but he remembered her insistence that he wait thirty seconds after she had exited the cave. He leaned back against the rock wall and let out a long slow exhale as he tried to calm his pounding heartbeat and control his aching hardon before it was his turn to walk out into the light.
Melissa was done adjusting her bra and top and was zipping up her fleece. She couldn't believe how much the temperature seemed to drop once she was no longer in that small space, warmed by the intensity of their shared body heat. She attempted to smooth her hair and compose herself as she took her seat on the rocks and took a drink from the water bottle she had left sitting there. Like the air, the water tasted pure and cold. Her breathing steadied and she could feel her heart rate just reaching somewhat normal levels when she heard Brad's boots and the material of his jacket scraping against the stone as he emerged from the rock cleft. Taking one more cleansing breath, Melissa did her best to look composed and nonchalant as he walked out. As it was, she couldn't resist the urge to glance quickly to the bulge in the front of his pants to confirm the fact that he was still sporting a raging boner.
Brad wasn't sure what to expect as he came out of the make out cave, but seeing his sister sitting on the rock as if she'd never left the spot wasn't something he'd imagined.
"So how was it?" she asked him casually.
"It was ...amazing." Brad replied as he zipped up his coat and sat to drink some water also. "I wasn't sure what to expect went I went in, but that was..."
"Amazing...?" Melissa offered with a mischievous smile, obviously relishing his loss for words.
"Yeah," Brad smiled. He looked around. "I'm having a hard time imagining who that was you sent in there."
"Well, if you can't guess then I guess it will have to remain a mystery, won't it?" Melissa was enjoying the playful turn the conversation was taking. "Guess you can't tell me what happened in there, can you?"
Brad smiled again and for a long moment they held eye contact. "You know the rules. What happens on the mountain...especially in the make out cave..." He took a drink of water and looked out over the view, now warming up slightly in the midday sun.
"Well," she paused. "Without getting into specifics...did anything happen?" She asked playfully.
"Maybe...I'll never tell."
"Well, you said it's usually up to the girl. Without getting into details...did she go very far?"
"Hmmm..." Brad made a show of trying to consider his answer. "Well...not as far as some...but definitely a lot farther than I thought when she first came in." He looked Melissa in the eye to gauge her reaction. Her eyes twinkled, but she looked away a second later and colored slightly.
Melissa looked down and scratched at something on the rock with her fingernail. "So you're saying you wished she'd gone farther?"
Brad laughed. "Let's say I was sad that the five minutes went by so quickly. I would have really liked to see what happened next."
"So you wanted...more?" Melissa looked up tentatively.
"Well I hope I didn't scare her off permanently." He made a show of looking around the hollow. "I'd definitely like to pick it up where we left off when she had to leave." He looked back directly at Melissa.
"Well maybe the next time we play she'll make another appearance?" She offered.
"Does that mean you're done playing for the day?" Brad asked. "I was thinking I might make you take a turn in the cave to return the favor." He suggested.
"I'm not sure I'm ready for that," Melissa replied. "It's only my first time up here and I was wondering..."
"Yeah?"
"Are all of your friends as 'gentlemanly' as you are about the cave?"
"How so?"
"Well, you said it pretty much depends on how far the girl wants to go. Do all your friends kind of wait to see what the girl wants or do they just do the stuff they want and see if she like, objects?" Melissa tried to sound casual, but it was obvious she wasn't.
"I guess it varies, but we can never talk about what happens so it's hard to tell if someone is more aggressive that way than the others."
"Like, I guess if nobody ever ran out of there like, screaming or anything, all of your friends are probably okay, even if...some of them take more initiative than others, kind of?" Melissa blushed. As much from the embarrassment of admitting she didn't know what to do as the fact that she was all but saying she wanted to do more.
Brad smiled affectionately. "No worries." He said. "I'll have a talk with the guys. Tell them to look out for you." He thought for a second. "If it ever gets to be too much, you know, just say "I want Brad" and I'll let them know they should stop and come get me, okay? I'll be right in to make sure you're okay. Is that a deal?"
Melissa gushed with relief. "That would be great!" She said gratefully. "I don't want to be, like, a baby about it, but it's good to know I can like...slow things down...if it gets too crazy."
"Of course," Brad smiled. The sudden affection he felt for his sister let the steam out of his hard on and he felt the buzz of the weed starting to fade as well. "So are you ready to head back down, or did you want to hang out for a while?"
"Umm, I think I'm done for the day, if that's all right." She stood up and waited for Brad to take the lead in guiding them out of the hollow.
They made good time down to the trail and it was turning into a beautiful day, if still a bit cold. When they reached the main trail Melissa came up alongside Brad so they could walk together.
"Hey Brad," Melissa asked as they walked. "Can we come back up here again tomorrow if it's nice? I really did have fun and I probably should have taken a turn in the make-out cave after making you go in."
"Of course," Brad beamed. "Just remember; you can't tell anybody about what happens up there, okay?"
"Deal!" Melissa pronounced. "Now...I'll race you to the bottom!" She took off running down the trail without any other warning.
Brad quickly broke into a run to join her and with the length of his stride, began to steadily close the gap. As he got a few paces behind her, he started to look for a safe opportunity to pass her on the trail, but then realized that he had a wonderful view of her cute little butt running in her leggings. She looked over her shoulder giggling a few times as she ran, but Brad was perfectly content to come in second for the first time in their life and leisurely enjoyed the view, all the way home.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 05
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
The next morning proved to be an even nicer day. The haze had disappeared and the sun was shining brightly in a deep blue sky. There was a little wind, but the air temperature had risen significantly and it was almost balmy in comparison to the last few days. It was almost possible to believe that spring was actually coming.
Brad had been a little worried that it would become awkward at some point after yesterday's trip, but after getting home, he had let Melissa use the shower first, mainly as an excuse to use that time to jack off and release the huge load of cum that had been building the whole time they were on the mountain.
After his shower he had come downstairs to find Melissa reading as usual and the day proceeded much as every day had, although they both seemed lighter in their mood and less irritable, almost content in their routine.
When bedtime came, Melissa came up to give Brad a hug for the first time in forever and wished him good night. He hugged her back and said goodnight, trying to reconcile the sweet sisterly hug with what had happened up in the hollow that day.
But she had been just as enthusiastic as he felt about taking another hike in the hills and they had set off late morning as the temperature was now in the low 50's. Brad was perfectly content to let Melissa lead the way as he watched her cute little behind in her tight leggings the whole way up the narrow trail to the hollow.
Melissa needed his help again to reach the ledge, but seemed confident enough in making her way around the rock face and safely into the hollow.
"It's hard to believe I never knew this place existed as much time as I've spent up in these woods." Melissa remarked as she sat down on one of the rocks.
"There really isn't any reason anyone would find it." Brad shrugged. "We only found it by dumb luck playing manhunt one day." He pulled a joint out of his daypack and lit up as he spoke.
"What's manhunt?" Melissa asked.
"Kind of like 'hide and seek'," Brad took a pause to release the smoke from his lungs as he passed Melissa the joint. "But it sounds less like a little kid game when you say it that way." He chuckled.
Melissa took a hit and held it. "Can I tell you a secret?" She tried not to let out much smoke as she spoke.
"Of course," Brad nodded as he took the joint from her. "What happens on the mountain..."
Melissa fully exhaled. "Swear you'll never tell anyone?"
Brad look at her with a sarcastic deadpan. "Melissa, I think we can share a few secrets at this point, don't you?" He took a deep drag on the joint.
"Okay, well...a couple times...I came up in the woods last summer and I kind of pretended to be like ...Adam and Eve?" She winced as if he might laugh.
"What? You got like...naked?"
Melissa blushed as she nodded and took the joint from him.
"So you were running around up in the woods naked?" Brad couldn't believe it.
"Well, not running around." Melissa rolled her eyes as she let out the smoke she was holding. "I'd just kind of hide in the bushes and stuff. Just to...kind of see what it felt like ...you know?"
"Well, I admit it's kind of exciting to get naked but, usually it's because there's somebody else there to see it, right?"
"Well, I didn't have anybody else." Melissa was flustered. "I guess I just wanted to do something kind of daring. I just didn't have anybody to do it with." She declined another turn with the joint.
Brad tamped down the remaining stub of the joint and set it up on the rock. He looked at his sister in a whole new light. "I can't believe you were doing something like that." He smiled at her.
"I know, it's weird right?" Melissa regretted telling him.
"No, I get it." He said. "The freedom, the risk..."
"Exactly!" she smiled, relieved. "Like that." She looked down unsure of what to say next.
Brad handed her a water bottle and said, "Well, speaking of daring. I think it was my turn when we left off yesterday." He looked at her.
"What?" she blushed. The tension mounting as she waited for her dare.
"I think I want you to repeat the topless dare from the other day for one minute, except this time, you can't cover up or hide. You just have to sit there like that for a full minute."
Melissa couldn't help smiling, both from embarrassment and knowing that he wanted to see her some more. She shrugged while fighting a grin and unzipped her fleece before taking it off and folding it on the rock beside her. Instead of a jersey, she had on a button up shirt today and took her time undoing the buttons knowing that Brad was watching her the whole time. When she had her shirt off she felt the cool air on her skin, but the sun helped to keep it from being unbearable. She had a regular bra on instead of a sports bra and Brad smiled to see that it unclasped in the front. Melissa undid the closure and held it for a just a moment as she finally looked up to greet Brad's eyes, full of expectation and anticipation.
Melissa took a deep breath and pulled her bra open to release her full, round breasts to the open air and Brad's full view. She reached around to pull her bra completely off and set it delicately on the pile of clothing beside her.
Turning forward, she looked at Brad to see him fully engrossed in the view of her sitting there completely topless in the bright sunlight. He looked up briefly to meet her eyes but it didn't discourage him today as he had been anticipating seeing her like this since his first glimpse of her yesterday. Her areolas were a nice healthy pink and extended an inch in every direction from her achingly hard nipples.
Melissa took a drink of water from her bottle as Brad watched the lovely shapes her breasts made as she moved. With her arms down he got to see them more naturally, smooth, white and rounded. Her areolas puffed out slightly from the curve of her full tits and formed a lovely rounded point as they culminated in the hard nipples. Brad couldn't remember ever seeing a prettier pair of tits.
"Soooo...," Melissa felt so awkward. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Huh?" Brad looked up.
"I mean, sitting here ...like this?" She stuttered slightly. "Is it okay?"
"It's perfect." Brad smiled. "Just perfect." He looked from her blushing face back and forth to her gorgeous tits. "And so are you, by the way."
"Seriously," She threw her head back nervously and exhaled deeply, making a wonderful rising and falling of her tits as she did. "I wouldn't say they're perfect."
"I would," Brad replied enthusiastically. Somehow it was more of a turn on that she was talking as she sat there topless. "You're beautiful." Now it was his turn to blush as he hadn't intended to blurt that out.
Melissa's confidence grew and she beamed at the complement. "You really think so?"
"Of course!" Brad smiled back at her. "I wouldn't lie about something like that." He stared for another few seconds. "I...I guess your minute's about up."
Melissa reached for her fleece to quickly wrap around her and zip up against the chill air. "Well, I guess there's only one way to tell if you're lying." She laughed.
"Trust me, I'm not." Brad took a drink of water, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Okay, then I dare you to show me your wiener for one minute!" Melissa giggled, both at the idea of seeing it and the crazy urge that had spurred her to ask. She was feeling very, very stoned at the moment.
"Really?" Brad seemed shocked. "It...it wouldn't like...freak you out?"
"I don't know?!?" Melissa laughed. "I've never actually seen one before so..."
Brad stood up, unbuckled his belt, unzipped and then unbuttoned his pants. He hesitated for a brief moment and then shrugging, he lifted the elastic band of his athletic boxer-briefs over his fully erect cock and slid them down to reveal the full eight inches of his throbbing hard dick to his sister sitting just a few feet away.
Melissa's hand flew up to her mouth involuntarily, both to stifle a giggle and to hide her reaction. She fought the urge to hide her face in both hands and peek out between her fingers, but she tried to maintain some semblance of control. She just couldn't believe that she was seeing her first dick and not only was it sticking straight up, it was her older brother's.
As she realized that, she knew that it also meant that he hadn't been lying about seeing her topless. She gained a little confidence and satisfaction to know that it was her that was making her brother so turned on. It was seeing her that made his dick so rock hard. She wasn't just a goofy little nerd. She had more control over her brother's dick than he did!
She couldn't believe how big it looked now that it was fully exposed like that. It looked thick, covered in veins and muscular in a way. The top flared out in a mushroom shaped head that topped a towering shaft of thick bulging dick meat that both excited and mildly terrified Melissa to think that something like that could be fit inside her. Part of her wanted to lean over and reach up to touch it but Brad hadn't tried to touch her when she was topless so she didn't want to go past where they had seemed to set boundaries.
She had become so engrossed with examining his hard cock that in her stoned state she had somehow disconnected the idea that this huge stiff cock actually belonged to her brother. She slowly looked up to find him staring down at her face and she smiled and blushed to know that he had been watching her staring at his hard dick for what seemed like an eternity.
Brad's cock twitched in excitement when Melissa looked up and their eyes met. He couldn't believe that she'd asked to see it and he should have been embarrassed to have to admit his horniness at seeing his sister half naked, as evidenced by his raging boner, but he found himself even more turned on to have her see his dick this way. The look of awe and fascination on her face was such an intense turn on. Like watching her examine a large predator contained behind glass. Her reaction was visceral, elemental and brought out a similar reaction in him.
Melissa was embarrassed by the intensity she saw mirrored in her brother's eyes. She found herself looking down demurely, overwhelmed in the presence of such raw sexual intensity in that act of having her brother stand in front of her with his hard cock exposed just a few feet away from her. Her mouth had gone very dry and her hand trembled as she reached for her water bottle. She nearly dropped the cap as she unscrewed it and was grateful for the distraction of taking a drink.
Brad slid his underwear back over his cock, zipped up his pants and buckled up as he sat down and reached for his bottle too.
It was only when he was seated and Melissa managed to get the cap back on her water that she was able to look back over at Brad. She felt like he could tell that her pussy was now wet and pulsing with an intense tingling, like an alarm or a signal was going off inside her.
She felt a lump in her throat and was almost afraid to try and speak, but she managed to ask in a husky voice as casually as she could,"So what do we do next?"
"Hmmmm, "Brad made a show of deliberating for a moment. "I think you need to spend five minutes in the make-out cave."
Melissa made a show of looking around. "Do you have someone in mind to send in?" She asked playfully.
"Head in," Brad tilted his head toward the cleft. "He'll be here in a second and your five minutes will start as soon as he goes in."
"But you'll be right outside if I need you?" Melissa put on her best little sister in distress face in a teasing way.
"Absolutely! Just tell him if you need me and I'll be right there."
Melissa stood up and took a deep breath. "Okay, if you say so." She said nervously and headed into the rock cleft.
Brad took a few seconds to look at her shirt and bra still sitting on the rock, realizing she was topless under her fleece, before heading in.
Melissa moved to the higher side of the space when Brad's shadow darkened the opening. She had to steady herself against the opposite wall to stay in place while Brad slid in across from her. As soon as Brad was in position he reached over and steadied her with one hand on her waist while the other went up to her cheek and wrapped around the side of her head. Brad could hear her steady breathing and smell her lotion in the confined space. He could almost feel her thumping heart beat underneath his hand on the side of her neck.
Brad leaned down and planted a small kiss on her full, soft lips. He felt her breath quicken and her lips lift up to meet his for a second soft kiss as he began to pull away. It felt hungry, eager. He took his hand from her face and reached down to fully unzip her fleece sweater. He brushed the fabric aside to grasp her smooth warm tit in his hand and he heard a small moan escape from behind her closed lips just beneath his in the dark.
Remembering that he could be a more aggressive mystery man, he reached up and slid the fleece off of her shoulder. He pulled it down her arm on that side and reached across to do the same on the other. He tugged at one sleeve with his free hand and Melissa slipped out of the fleece to stand fully topless in front of him in the dark as their body heat began to warm the confined space. His hands slid over her soft shoulders, back and tits, squeezing, caressing and unable to get enough of her naked skin under his hands.
He felt her hand reach across and stroke the outside of his pants until she located his hard cock beneath the fabric of his pants. Her fingers ran down either side of the bulge his hard dick created under the thin fabric as she stroked its length. Reaching down he unbuckled his pants, slid down his zipper and lowered both his pants and underwear to free his aching hard on. Melissa's breath sped up as he did and she reached down to help him lower his pants on either side to allow his dick to arc out free and clear in the dark between them.
Tentatively, her hands reached out to grasp the thick shaft of his rock hard dick in one small hand while the other explored the tip with the tips of her fingers as Brad squeezed her shoulder in response to her touch and roughly squeezed her tit in his other hand. Melissa probed the spongy head of his dick between her finger tips as she took the first few strokes with her fist, up and down the length of his 8" cock. She lightly pinched the tip of his dick between her fingers and she could feel his hard cock pulse with excitement and pleasure at her touch.
Feeling bolder, she added her second hand to her first and began to stroke his cock rhythmically using both hands. It was all Brad could to refrain from humping her hands he was so excited by the sensation. His hands were all over her bare breasts and shoulders, sliding up and down her bare back. His hand slid up and entwined itself in the hair in the back of her head, tilting her head back as she kissed her soft yielding lips, more roughly than he had before. The smell of her warm skin and lotion, the sweetness of her breath and the exquisite motion of her hands on his engorged cock was too much for Brad. He pulled her mouth to his and his tongue plunged into her mouth.
Melissa was in a daze of weed, the feel of a man's hands on her naked upper body and the sensation of stroking the thick rod of cockmeat that she couldn't contain in both of her hands. She felt his kisses on her lips and gave herself over to his control as he held her small head in his large powerful hands. When his tongue entered her mouth she was surprised but powerless to stop it as she had given herself to the spell that this man had pulled her into. She moved her tongue against his for a moment before accepting it filling her mouth as she sucked on it.
When his hand slid down to her shoulder and began to lower her away from his face, she was reluctant to give up his tongue, sucking it until the tip had slid out between her lips. As his other hand slid to her bare shoulder and began to press down, she wasn't sure if he was trying to push her away but he made no move to pull her hands away as the continued to stroke his hard dick. His large hand cupped the back of her head, and she felt a gentle pressure tilting her face down even as his hand continued to force her down toward the stone floor.
As her head tilted forward, she realized his cock was only a few inches below her chin as she continued to stroke it from the base to the head. As he was pressing her down with both hands, she could feel his hips pushing his cock upward against her hands, his hand guiding her face down even as his thrusting cock strained...toward...her...mouth!
"Omigod, "she thought. "Does he really want me to put it in my mouth?!?" With each moment, the pressure of his hands on her head and shoulder moved her closer to his cock and without knowing exactly what she would do, Melissa surrendered to the firm control of the man who dominated the space between them and accepted his guidance as he gently, but firmly guided her mouth to his straining cock.
As she succumbed to the insistence of his strong hands Melissa opened her mouth slightly as she felt the spongy warm head of his cock reach her lips. She continued to stroke his shaft with her hands as she took the warm fleshy knob of his head into her mouth. She heard him emit a deep moan of pleasure as the tip of his cock entered her warm, wet mouth. She felt his cock twitch under her hands and tasted a salty flavor on her tongue. She began to gently suck on the swollen knob of his cock, even as she continued to stroke it.
Holding her head firmly from behind, she felt his hips thrust forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. It was thick and meaty, but warm and the skin was soft and slippery as her saliva made it wet. He pulled it back and then thrust it gently again into her mouth, slightly deeper this time. His fingers dug lightly into her bare shoulders and his other hand moved to the top of her head, stroking her hair as he slowly thrust the first few inches of his dick in and out of her mouth.
As he had kissed her deeply that first time, Brad's instincts kicked in and he reverted to his instincts as the weed and his desire overwhelmed him in the dark. Without much thought, he began to guide her down to his cock so that he could find relief in her warm wet, mouth. She resisted for just a moment as he tried to make her understand what he wanted, but after a brief hesitation, he was rewarded with the sublime thrill of feeling his cock head enter her sweet warm mouth.
As she continued to stroke his dick and started to suck the tip, Brad began to gradually increase the amount of cock he was sliding into her mouth with each thrust. It was so hard to restrain himself as it felt so amazing to have his dick back in a girl's mouth after so long. He couldn't believe how good it felt and it took every bit of self-control he had to keep himself from plunging his cock as deep as he could to satisfy the urgent desire to cum that had built up in him as the passion of this moment had spiraled out of control.
With each thrust, Melissa could feel her mouth getting more and more filled by the large cock that was being forced into her mouth. Her mouth felt too dry and she couldn't seem to catch her breath properly as she began to panic under the relentless push of swollen dick filling her mouth. As she felt the next thrust completely fill her mouth and cause her to almost gag, she twisted her head to one side and pushed back as hard as she could against his hand to free her mouth from the huge dick that was overwhelming her.
She coughed, "Brad...Brad..."
When his cock popped out of her mouth, Brad's instinct was to get control of her head and slip it back in to continue the magical ecstasy that this blowjob had become, but then he heard his name gasped urgently from below, breaking the spell.
"Brad...Brad..."
"Huh?" He gasped for breath, unaware how close he had come to an orgasm before that moment.
"I want Brad." The small voice called up out of the darkness.
With a wave of understanding, Brad realized that he had gotten carried away in the moment and his sister was the girl choking on his dick and pleading for him to stop by using the code they had devised.
"Hang on," He said awkwardly as he lifted her by her shoulders and slid past her as he tried to pull his cock back into his pants and get them zipped up. His feet felt tangled as he tried to get through the narrow space and he almost fell as he emerged into the light. The cool spring air hit him in the open as he found his balance and got his pants closed. He took a few deep breaths to clear his head and get his breathing and heart rate under control.
Sliding back through the cleft in the rock he found Melissa in the warm dark and took her in his arms. "Are you okay?" he asked urgently, suddenly ashamed of himself for losing control in that moment and forgetting who he was with.
Melissa was still naked from the waist up and her arms wrapped around her brothers strong neck as she whispered in his ear. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just didn't know what to do. I...I...couldn't breathe and it...it was just...too much. I never did that before and I didn't..."
"Oh Melissa, I'm so sorry." He hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry that I...I...let things get out of control like that. I should have known you weren't ready. I didn't mean..."
"It's not your fault..." Melissa was calming down in the warm assurance of her brother's arms. Her cheek was pressed up against the side of his strong, warm neck. "Your friend probably didn't realize I'd never done anything like this before. I...I...wanted to try stuff out but...I just don't know what's like...expected...or how to do any of this...stuff." She ended lamely.
"Of course you don't. He...he...should have known. It's just sometimes you lose track in here, get mixed up and stuff...I'll...I'll talk to him. It won't happen again. I promise."
"Thank you," Melissa squeezed him tightly.
"Are you ready to come out now...or do you need a minute?" Brad asked gently.
"I'm ready, I think." She said as he pulled back. "I just can't find my fleece in the dark."
Brad realized what had tangled his feet on the way out. "I think it might be right outside. You want me to bring it in?" he offered.
"That's okay. My bra and shirt are outside anyway." Melissa squeezed past him and he followed her out into the sunshine. Her back looked so pale and creamy in the sunlight against her dark hair and her black leggings. Her slender waist highlighted the beautiful curve of her full bottom and the delicious bounce of her swinging breasts as she slowed to bend and pick her fleece up from the stony ground.
Melissa took her fleece to the rock where she set it aside and took a drink from her water bottle before she began to pick up her bra and slide her arm through the strap.
A wave of guilt washed over Brad even as he couldn't take his eyes off of his sister's bare breasts jiggling in the morning air as she went through the process of arranging her bra and finally joining the clasp in the front. She was so lovely when he looked at her and he was filled with regret that he had gotten so carried away. Out here in the sunlight it seemed so unreal that only a minute or so ago he had been making her suck his dick in the dark like that.
"I really am sorry..." he offered lamely. "Are you sure you're okay?"
Melissa looked up and saw real concern in his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's head back down okay?"
It was awkward going down the trail and conversation was muted. Brad was having a hard time reconciling his initial pleasure of getting his dick sucked in the cave with how vulnerable his sister seemed after she had called out his name. None of it seemed real in the moment.
For her part, Melissa felt awkward and unsure. She had wanted to experience more and had encouraged Brad in the cave, but just didn't know what was expected and how to do it. She felt embarrassed for having cut short the activity in the cave but she had just gotten overwhelmed.
On top of that she was still trying to process the idea that she'd not only seen and touched Brad's cock for the first time, she'd actually let him put it in her mouth! She blushed just at the idea of it and wondered if every girl let the boys do that in the make-out cave. Maybe it was normal and expected.
She hated that she didn't know. Even worse, she had no one to ask for advice.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 06
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
Once they got home and showered, the day returned to a sense of normalcy. They went about their daily chores and tasks. If anything, Brad seemed more attentive and helpful in looking out for Melissa. Gone was the teasing or indifference that had marked most of their previous relationship. Instead he was going out of his way to make conversation and offer help as they did things around the house.
After dinner, Brad was laying on the couch watching TV while Melissa was curled up in the chair trying to read. As many times as she had read through a page, she had to circle back because she didn't remember a single word. She was too pre-occupied. Finally, in frustration, she gave up and set the book on the side table.
"Brad? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure. What's up?" Brad split his attention with the TV to twist his head around briefly.
"Well, I know we're not supposed to talk about what happens in the make-out cave, but..."
"Is it still bothering you...what happened today?" Brad began to feel uncomfortable with regret and gave her his full attention.
"Not what happened really, but I need some advice and I don't have anybody else to talk to."
"Okay?" Brad wasn't sure where this was going.
"Well it's weird because like...you're my brother and stuff...and..."
Brad sat up and turned toward her. "Melissa, you know you can ask me anything, right?'
"Okay" she took a deep breath. "Here goes. Do like...all girls, let the guys put their...like, things in their mouth and stuff?"
"Oh...well, yeah, kinda." Brad was caught off guard. "Well, I'm sure not all girls do, but like, the girls who like to fool around with guys and stuff, yeah, kinda."
"Well, how do they learn how to do it and stuff? None of my friends have ever talked about that. Probably because we're all nerds and stuff." Melissa had never felt so awkward.
"I guess I always figured they learned by trying it out with guys, you know?"
"Yeah. I guess I kinda missed out on that." She ended lamely.
"Look, I already told you I'd ask the guys to go easy on you. It's not going to be a problem again, okay?" He tried to reassure her. "It was kind of a misunderstanding today and it won't happen again."
"Well that's what I'm worried about." Melissa wouldn't look up.
"How's that?" Brad was confused.
"Well, I feel like I ruined everything and now I don't know how to fix it." Melissa sighed. "Like, nobody is going to dare me to go back in the cave because I don't know what I'm doing and I can't handle it." She started to get emotional.
Brad got up and knelt by the chair, a little alarmed at her discomfort and wanting to relieve her anxiety. "Hey, hey...it's gonna be okay. I just thought you didn't want to be in there. It's not going to be like that." He had his hand on her knee and his other on her shoulder. "You can go back in as many times as you want and you don't have to do anything you don't want to. Okay?"
"Really?" Melissa wiped a tear away as she looked up. "You're not just saying that?"
"Of course I mean it." Brad reassured her. "You can do whatever you want. You just have to tell guys when to slow it down and stuff. It should be fun, not scary."
"Okay." She took a deep breath. "Then I need to ask you a favor." She looked at him tentatively.
"Of course. Anything you want." He smiled.
"It's kind of weird, so you have to promise you won't freak out." Melissa was nervous. "If it's too weird, just say no and we'll never talk about it again."
"I promise. I won't make it weird. What is it?'
"Well...will you teach me how to do stuff?" She hesitated. "Like, show me what to do and let me... she couldn't bring her eyes up to meet his.
Brad wasn't sure he understood. "You know you can ask me anything. I'll tell you whatever you want to know. No teasing or anything."
"That's good, but...would you like...let me...like...try stuff?...like...practice?"
"Wait you want me to..."
"Omigod, I knew it would be too weird..." Melissa started to get up. "Please forget I even asked."
Brad held her arm gently to keep her from leaving. "No, no. It's not too weird. I'll do whatever you want me to. Promise." He sat her back down. "Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it. I swear."
"Really?" Melissa looked up at him.
"Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Okay...well. Would you show me how to suck a guy's thing without like...freaking out then?'
Brad was taken aback. "Well, I only know about it from the guy's side, but I'll do my best."
"Can you show me how other girls do it, then?"
"Well they all do it a little differently. It's like everybody has their own style. There's no one way. You just figure out what works for you and you get better at it."
"That's what I mean. Will you tell me what to do and if I'm doing it right?'
"You want to practice on me?" Brad couldn't believe what she was asking. "of...of course..." he stammered. "Just let me know when..."
"Can you show me now?" She looked at him earnestly.
Brad stood up and looked around. "Right here?"
"Is that okay?" She asked.
"Sure," Brad replied. He sat back down on the couch. "Ummm, we can do it right here."
Melissa stood up. "Okay, what do I do first?"
"Okay, why don't you come kneel over here in front of me." He reached out and grabbed a large throw pillow. "Here put this on the floor." He placed it between his feet on the rug.
Melissa stepped over, placed her hands on his knees and kneeled down onto the pillow. "Okay, what's next?"
Brad slid his sweat pants and boxers down releasing his already stiffening cock. He lowered them to his ankles to create as much access as possible. His cock was now full erect and lay back against his stomach when he sat back. Melissa was looking at it intently.
"Okay, so if you just grab it here," Brad guided her hand gently to the base of his cock. "You can stroke it and kind of point it where you want it to go a little."
Melissa rose up to her knees and leaned forward as she began to stroke it gently.
"So if you want to start slowly, just kind of take the tip in your mouth." Brad couldn't believe she was going to do it. After today he thought she would never let his dick near her mouth again and here she was asking for lessons in how to suck it! His cock twitched as she watched her begin to lower her mouth to his waiting dick.
Melissa's heart was pounding as she looked down at her brother's large, erect cock. It was so big! It was definitely less scary than being in the dark with his hand on the back of her head, but still she was equally nervous at taking it back in her mouth and embarrassed now that she realized her brother was going to be watching her as she did! She bent forward slightly and lowered her mouth until she felt it meet the spongy tip of his cock. She took the tip of it into her mouth and began to suck gently.
Brad let out a hum and a deep breath as he felt, and watched, his sister's mouth on his dick. She looked so lovely, petite and cute as her warm pink lips finally wrapped around the crown of his cock.
"That's it," he encouraged her. "Just kind of go up and down a little, sucking it in and out of your mouth...like.. a popsicle...or a lollipop." He suggested.
Melissa found it much less intimidating this way, as she had control of how much of his dick was going in her mouth. At his suggestion, she started to take the big swollen head into her mouth and sucking back up to the tip again, like a plum or something. Brad groaned in pleasure as he watched her bobbing up and down on his swollen cock head. She looked so adorable as she tentatively sucked the head of his dick, now shiny with her saliva.
"That's it. You're doing great," Brad's breathing was getting heavier.
Melissa lifted up slightly and stopped sucking to adjust her position on the pillow. She looked to Brad for approval as she continued to stroke his rock hard shaft with her right hand. "I'm really doing okay?" She asked.
"Amazing!" Brad gushed. "Now see if you can suck it a little bit deeper each time."
Melissa nodded and smiled before bending over to resume sucking. She was getting more comfortable and even though it felt weird in her mouth, it didn't seem that bad doing it like this. Thinking about it like a popsicle, she realized she could easily take more into her mouth and resumed sucking but began taking the first few inches into her mouth each time.
Brad was watching every moment of this with sheer ecstasy. Something about it made it the most incredible blowjob he had ever received. Knowing it was only the second time his sister had taken a dick into her mouth and being able to watch her work out her ability to give a blowjob was an amazing turn on.
Melissa didn't particularly enjoy the sensation of taking a dick into her mouth and tried not to think about the fact that guys used their dicks to pee (ugh), but something about her responded to her brother's reaction as she felt his body tense up with pleasure and his ragged breathing hitch with involuntary excitement as she worked her mouth deeper and deeper up and down his throbbing dick.
As she came back up to the tip of his dick, she opened her eyes to find him staring at her the whole time! She couldn't help but smile as his eyes widened and he let out a tremendous whoosh of breath when their eyes made contact. She blushed to think he had been watching her the whole time, but as she lowered her head to take his dick back into her mouth she was filled with a certain amount of triumphant pride to be the one who had caused her big brother to be so consumed with pleasure.
"Oh Melissa, that's so good," Brad moaned. "Mmmm...mmmm...mmmm."
Encouraged by the sounds of his pleasure and the praise that made her feel like she was doing a good job, Melissa renewed her efforts to suck his long, hard cock deeper and deeper each time. As she reached the limit of where she could fit cock in her mouth she eventually felt the tip of his dick touch the opening to her throat causing a tickle and a coughing gag reflex. She rose up quickly from his dick and gave another small cough. There was a small thread of saliva coming from the tip of his dick to her lower lip that she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand, hoping he hadn't noticed.
"Sorry," she squeaked with embarrassment, with small tears in the corner of her eyes from the gag reflex. "I tried to take a little too much that time." She smiled as she swallowed a few more times, letting the choking feeling subside as she stroked his dick with her hand and caught her breath. She couldn't raise her eyes to face him, but she could feel him watching her as he had earlier.
"It's okay," Brad assured her through his uneven gasping breaths as she continued to stroke his cock. "It happens to every girl once in a while. Especially at first. Some girls can resist the reflex and take it into their throat but it takes a lot of practice. Try putting your mouth over the top of your hand as you stroke it like that so your mouth moves with your hand. It feels really good and it keeps you from taking it too deep."
"Okay," she looked up at Brad. "I'll try it." She went down again, but this time kept stroking his cock with her hand and fitted her mouth over the top of her thumb and forefinger, keeping a tight seal so that she could make a seamless transition from her hand to her mouth as she stroked up and down on his pulsing cock. It was much easier and gave her much more control as she could change the pressure with her hand and her mouth with each part of the stroke. She imagined she was trying to milk his cock like he was a cow or something and his moans of pleasure increased. She could feel his cock twitching as she reached the tip with her lips each time and she tasted the salty taste she remembered from the cave,
She pulled up with her mouth but kept stroking his dick with a steady motion. It gave her mouth a rest and let her catch her breath. "It's starting to taste kind of salty. Is that normal?" She asked Brad.
"Ooh...ooh...yes," Brad gasped. "it's...just...pre...cum..." He couldn't believe how good it felt to have his dick stroked and sucked again. Looking down at his adorable sister as she eagerly stroked his dick and looked up at him, Brad knew that he couldn't last much longer before he was going to cum.
"Is it okay if I swallowed some of it?" Melissa was concerned.
"Sure, girls usually...just...swallow it." Brad assured her. "if you stop stroking, and just suck the tip like a straw, you can squeeze some out..."
Melissa stopped stroking his dick and began sucking the tip gently like Brad asked. She could feel his cock twitching as she sucked it more intensely. With just the tip in her mouth, she was able to open her eyes without any problem, curious to see the reaction on her brother's face as she changed the intensity of the suction and pressed her lips more tightly together around the spongy tip of his dick.
Her eyes met Brad's and she was rewarded with his eyes going wide in reaction and a renewed twitching of his cock. She tasted the salty taste again and continued sucking out each drop as she watched her brother's face contort with pleasure, their eyes locked in what felt like an unbroken pull of pleasure and control. Melissa felt a thrill that she had so much control over Brad's reactions. She was proud that she hadn't messed up her first real blowjob, like she had the brief encounter in the cave, and didn't feel at all awkward any more. She felt grateful for Brad's patience with her and eager to please him in any way she could now that she knew she was capable.
Brad reached down and gently pushed her mouth away as he shuddered. "Ooh," he exhaled. "That's a little too much. It gets really sensitive at the tip so you can only do it like that for a little bit."
"Okay," Melissa nodded. "Should I start sucking it with my hand again? Would that feel good?"
Brad smiled at her eagerness to please him. "That would be perfect. You're doing great."
Melissa flashed him a wide smile and went back to sucking his cock, stroking with her hand in a fluid motion. Encouraged by his reaction while she sucked the tip, she kept her eyes open as much as she could to watch his face. At first he threw his head back in pleasure, but when he looked back down to find his sister watching him, their eyes locked and she could feel his excitement building with each stroke of her hand and mouth.
Brad couldn't believe what a turn on it was to have taught his sister to give such an amazing blowjob and when he looked down to see her eagerly sucking his cock while making eye contact, looking up to him for approval, he felt the first surges that told him he would soon be releasing his load of pent up cum. He instantly worried that a mouthful of unexpected cum would freak her out like he had in the cave. He didn't want anything to spoil how wonderfully her second attempt had turned out.
"Melissa," he put his hand on her shoulder and started to sit up. "You have to stop. I'm gonna cum."
Melissa pulled up and sat back on her heels, her hand still stroking his cock slowly. "You're going to ejaculate?"
"That's right. I can't hold it much longer." The stroking of his cock had left him teetering at the edge of an orgasm, but wasn't quite enough to push him over.
"What should I do?' Melissa's anxiety returned as she felt clueless.
"I didn't want to freak you out by cumming in your mouth if you weren't ready for it." Brad explained.
"What do most girls do when the guy cums?" Melissa was curious now, still slowly stroking his hard cock but more warily.
"A lot of them swallow it, but some girls spit it out." Brad explained through his heavy breathing, his eyes still focused on his sister's petite hand stroking his engorged cock. "Some girls let you cum on their face and tits."
"How much comes out when a guy cums?" She was dying to know.
"I think you're about to find out. Keep stroking it like that." His breath whistled sharply as she increased the tempo and intensity.
"Like this?" she asked, stroking it from base to tip.
"Mmmmhmmm." Brad replied. His gaze running back and forth between his sister's hand stroking his dick and her big brown eyes looking at him and his dick in anticipation.
"Is there anything else I should do?' Melissa asked.
"Yeah, take off your shirt and bra so that no cum gets on them." Brad requested half-jokingly.
Melissa immediately released his dick to pull her top off and quickly unhook her bra. She tossed both well off to one side as if they needed to be thrown clear of the coming blast. She immediately returned to stroking Brad's dick but her hand had dried off.
"Too rough." Brad protested. "You have to suck it a little more to make it slippery." He watched her boobs bouncing as she stroked his dick and then bobbling as she bent to suck his dick again.
Melissa sucked it for a few more strokes and felt Brad go stiff.
"That's it!" Brad gasped. "Stop sucking but keep jacking it off!"
Melissa pulled back as his body stiffened and he stopped breathing for a second. There was one little spurt of cum that spit from the end on his dick, followed by a high squirt of the thick milky liquid erupting from the tip of his dick. It fell and splattered on his stomach and thighs as Melissa continued to stroke his cock. Several smaller spurts of cum shot out as she stroked before he relaxed into a state of drained contentment and his body went limp from pleasure.
Brad's breathing was fast and his heart was pounding in his chest as Melissa released his still hard dick to flop onto his stomach where a small drop of cum continued to ooze from the tip. Melissa looked at the puddles and droplets of white cum on his body to get an idea of how much he had ejaculated before looking up to see him lying back in relaxed contentment.
"So, was that good?" she asked tentatively.
"That was just great." Brad murmured. "If you keep practicing like this, you're going to be really amazing." He meant to be sarcastic but he was surprised by her answer.
"Really?" She sounded hopeful. "Can we try it again tomorrow? I think I can do better now that I'm getting the hang of it."
Brad looked up to see if she was serious and was almost embarrassed by how cute and hopeful she looked, still kneeling between his legs, her beautiful tits still on display. He decided to push it a little further. "Yeah, but I should have told you about the top thing sooner. You should be topless when you start whenever you can." He advised soberly. "A guy won't always warn you when he's about to cum so it's smart to be ready."
Melissa nodded. "I'll remember that." She promised. She looked around. "So how do you clean all this up every time?" she asked looking at the cum splattered on his body.
"Can you get me a damp paper towel and a dry one from the kitchen?" Brad asked. Melissa got up immediately and quickly brought them back.
Brad started wiping the cum away with the damp towel. "Obviously, if the girl swallows it, it saves a lot of mess." Brad explained. He switched to the dry towel once he had gotten all the spots wiped up.
"That makes sense," Melissa watched in fascination. Brad handed her the towels to throw away while he pulled up his pants and zipped them up. By the time Melissa got back from the kitchen, brad was dressed again and relaxing on the couch. She went to pick up her top and bra to get dressed.
"Hang on a second, Melissa." Brad interrupted her. "Would you like to learn a few more things that guys like to do?" Melissa turned back to him and nodded. Brad patted the seat on the couch next to him and waved her over. "Let me show you." Melissa sat down tentatively and looked over at Brad.
Brad reached over and began to squeeze her tits and lightly pinch her nipples. "So you know guys like seeing and touching a girl's tits, right?" Brad waited for her to nod. "Well sometimes guys want to suck on them too, okay?" Melissa nodded again and Brad leaned over to take one of her swollen nipples into his mouth and began to gently suck at the puffy areola and hard nipple.
Melissa started breathing heavily as his mouth sent a shiver of pleasure through her body. Brad alternated between sucking first one, then the other of Melissa's tits while fondling the other. Melissa reached up to grab the back of Brad's head as he focused his attention on lightly nibbling on one of her intensely hard nipples. Melissa's fingers slid through his hair and reflexively gripped the back of his head in pleasure.
Brad's left hand slid down across her quivering stomach and slid under the waistband of her leggings and panties as she sucked her full, beautiful tits. He felt the interlaced patch of soft hair above her pussy as his index finger slid deeper into the fold between her legs. Her pussy lips parted gently and his fingers found her pussy already wet and yielding to his touch.
An involuntary shudder went through Melissa as his fingers began to slide back and forth across her pussy, probing deeper each time they passed. The tip of his ring finger found her hardened clitoris and her body twitched in a spasm of ecstasy at his touch.
Melissa dug her fingers roughly into Doug's scalp, pressing his mouth more firmly onto her tits as the incredible sensation of having a man's strong hands sliding into her pussy washed over her like waves of pleasure. Her hips quivered and bucked against the flickering tips of his fingers as they fluttered quickly across the straining tip of her clit. Something about the uneven mix of pressure and jagged rhythm of unexpected touch on the most sensitive part of her pussy created a sensation she had never felt when she touched herself. Within minutes she wrapped her arm around his head to crush his face to her chest as she was racked by overwhelming spasms of the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.
As the twitching and trembling subsided she released Brad's head let her arms flop to her sides as she got control of her breathing. Brad lifted his head to admire his cute little sister slouched on the couch beside him, her pert, round breasts rising and falling with each deep breath. He reached out to cup one breast in his hand and briefly ran his thumb across her hard pink nipple when a shudder ran through her entire body and her hands flew up protectively to her sensitive breasts, covering them and shielding them from any other contact.
"Sorry," she looked over, her face still flushed. "Everything about me is just way too sensitive at the moment." She took a few more deep breaths and let her hands drop down again. She gave a sigh of contentment and release as her breathing went back to normal. "Wow! How did you do that?" she mused.
"Years of practice," Brad beamed as he soaked in the view of his sisters pretty little body, half-naked beside him as he admired the view of her gently rising tits fully exposed for his pleasure. "You really are so beautiful, Melissa." He admitted. "I'm sorry I never recognized it before."
Melissa looked up, surprised at his sincerity and a wide smile formed across her mouth. She could see him admiring her body and nothing could have done more to affirm her growing confidence in her body and its effect on her hunky older brother. She half rolled over and gave her brother an awkward hug from the side.
"Thank you for saying that." Her voice was muffled against his muscular arm. "I really needed to hear it." She looked up and Brad instinctively planted a small kiss on her upturned lips.
Each of them enjoyed a fabulous night's sleep after taking turns showering off the sticky remains of their first orgasms together.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 07
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
The next morning they had to make another food run and had their daily video call with their folks, who had gotten tanner with each passing day as they settled into an extended stay in the tropical beach resort. Their parents agreed to transfer some more money to Brad's account as they didn't plan on returning for at least a few more weeks and he would need to cover groceries and incidentals until they returned.
The weather had continued to warm each of the past few days and checking his phone, Brad realized it would actually hit the low 60's that afternoon, with plenty of sunshine. They did some daily housecleaning and loaded the dishwasher after lunch. As they finished up, Melissa looked over at Brad with a knowing smile and suggested, "Ready for a trail hike?"
"You bet!" Brad smiled. "Let me change into some shorts though. It looks like it's finally going to be warm enough today." He almost ran upstairs to change and he could hear Melissa coming up just as quickly behind him.
As he regularly did, Brad let Melissa go first up the trail to Neverland, the pleasing view of her cute rounded butt looking even more enticing than usual in the fitted elastic workout shorts she wore in the warmer weather. Her legs were beautifully shaped without being too muscular and Brad could smell her lotion carried back to him in the mild air and her exertions getting up the steep trail.
Once they rounded the curve of the stone face, they settled down to their daily routine of getting high and making a brief toast with their water bottles. As the sun beamed down and the weed kicked in, they took a minute to bask in the warm sunlight, leaning back on their propped arms and their legs extended in the direction of the edge.
"This feels amazing," Melissa purred, like a cat in the sun. "I can't believe we have this all to ourselves."
"I know, right?" Brad acknowledged satisfactorily. "It's like we can do whatever we want out here. Totally free."
Melissa laughed softly. "Like Adam and Eve." She joked, still mildly embarrassed that she had admitted that to her brother.
"Did you enjoy it?" Brad asked.
"Enjoy what?" Melissa was a little unsure if he meant her adventures as Eve or their experiences the night before.
"Being naked out in the woods."
"I kinda did, but it wasn't exactly like I imagined." Melissa admitted. "I was kind of embarrassed about the idea of getting caught, at the same time it made it exciting, but it was kind of a letdown because there wasn't anybody there to see it? If that makes any kind of sense?"
Brad chuckled. "I guess it does...weirdo!" He flinched when she reached over to playfully smack his arm.
"Just for that, mister," she stood up. "I think I know what we're gonna do today!"
She declared, mocking a show they'd watched as kids with her fists planted boldly on her hips.
Brad lifted his hand to shade his eyes as he looked over at her. "What?"
"We're gonna play Adam and Eve!" she raised one finger in triumph.
"Are you serious?" Brad couldn't believe what was happening.
"Yep, I'm finally gonna get to play the way I always imagined it!" She smiled. "So..strip!" She sat down on a rock and began untying her shoes.
Brad was pretty high and not quite sure where it was going, but he bent over and started untying his shoes as well. Once he finished taking off his shoes and socks, he looked up to see his sister standing up peeling off her t-shirt, exposing a cute pink bra. He peeled off his own shirt while still sitting and was treated to the view of his sister undoing her bra and freeing her bouncy pair of tits into the bright sunshine. He stood up as she laid out her things and stared expectantly, his hands on the elastic of his waistband as she stood back up and reached for the waistband of her own shorts.
Melissa looked up to see him staring at her and breaking out into a crooked grin, she softly counted out, "one...two...three!" and quickly pulled her shorts and underwear to the ground in one quick motion.
Brad froze in shock for half a moment and then quickly pulled his pants down to match her. He stood up to step out of his shorts and underwear with his cock already fully hard and pointing at the sky as he looked across to see his sister fully naked for the first time. He saw her pale body with it's lovely curves, her full breasts, shapely hips, toned thighs and the trimmed patch of her dark brown pussy, neatly defined by the swell of her thigh muscles.
Melissa was grinning stupidly, both from the weed, but also the excitement, and a dash of pleasure, at seeing her brother rock hard in anticipation of seeing her naked. She reached her hands up to stretch and then briefly twirled in the Spring sunshine, revealing her perfectly shaped ass with each twirl before coming to a rest facing Brad as naked as the day she was born.
"So what do we do now?" Brad asked with a smile.
"Well," Melissa mused. "I guess we could just hang out here, but I'd really love to walk through the woods like this." She crept over to the edge to look over in an almost comical way.
"Are you sure?" Brad was second guessing his decision to get his sister high.
"Nope," she looked back with a crazy grin. "But I'm doing it anyways. "She started to edge out on the ledge, looking extraordinarily naked against the exposed rock with her bare feet and lovely ass on full display as she inched along. She stopped and looked back at Brad. "And you have to come too...Adam." She smiled as he stepped onto the ledge and followed her.
She had hopped down onto the trail on her own when he got there and she was hunched over, covering her breasts, as she nervously looked down the trail below them. There were the usual forest sounds and Brad couldn't hear or see any sign that anyone else was there. He looked down at Melissa to see what she wanted to do.
Lowering her hands and stepping delicately in her bare feet, Melissa started walking down the steep trail into the woods. Brad loved the sight of her boobs jiggling as she stepped and the hard pink nipples poking out from each bobbling breast. His heart was pounding as he followed a few steps behind her and his cock pointed up as hard as it could possibly be.
Once Melissa got about halfway down the Neverland trail she stepped off to the right and began threading her way between the still leafless tress and the occasional thicket of brush underneath and between them. She looked ahead from time to time, but spent most of her time looking down the slope for signs of other people and down at the ground as she stepped carefully in her bare feet.
Brad watched her affectionately. She looked so vulnerable like that, naked and tiptoeing through the woods in broad daylight. Her skin was so pale and pink. The smooth skin of her perfectly rounded ass cheeks looked so cute as she gingerly made her way forward.
They reached a small rise with a steeper drop ahead of them and a larger view of the hill and trees across and below them. Melissa paused there, framed against the trees on the far slope and Brad had an overwhelming urge to take her picture like that, wild, naked and beautiful in the muted tones of late Winter and the bright sunlight of early Spring. She turned to look back at him conspiratorily and smiled at him, her brown eyes twinkling with excitement. He came up and stood behind her, his hard cock brushing against the smooth skin of her side and his hand resting on her bare shoulder. Her hand reached up and covered his gently.
She turned to meet his eyes and lifted up on tiptoes to give him a light kiss on the lips. "Thank you for doing this with me." She said with a smile as her eyes fluttered open after the kiss. "It meant a lot to me. I..." she looked down. "I loved this." Brad felt his cock twitch at the gentle sweetness in her voice and the view of her hard pink nipples as he stared down at their naked bodies just inches apart.
"Can we head back now?" Brad asked quietly with a hint of urgency to his voice. Melissa looked up and nodded, smiling at his discomfort.
Brad turned and led the way back through the trees, keeping an eye out for good places to step in the leaves and stick of the forest slope and any sign that they weren't alone. Melissa was content to follow behind, watching Brad's strong back, chiseled behind and strong legs as he threaded his way back they came. It was like following a beautiful cave man or a big, sleek jungle cat through the wild. She felt exposed and vulnerable in her nudity, but safe that he could keep her from any real harm.
They reached the Neverland trail and Brad led them quickly to where he had to help Melissa up onto the ledge. He loved the feel of her naked body as he lifted her up to get her footing. He recognized the scent of her pussy from their encounter last night and it added an intoxicating element to her usual scent. Brad followed her around the ledge and plopped down beside her on the rocks as they reached for their water bottles, their mouths dry from excitement as much as exertion and getting high.
Melissa began to giggle and some of her water leaked out around her lips to dribble down her breasts. Brad looked over and thought it was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen.
"What's so funny?" Brad asked.
"Just us," Melissa smiled as she wiped the water from her chin. "Walking around naked in the woods together." She glanced over. "Your giant boner sticking up the whole time." she giggled again.
"Haha. Very funny. It was all your idea and I can't help it if he has a mind of his own."
"Okay, so what's your idea for the day?" She looked over at him without making any move to get dressed.
"I think you should do some modeling...Eve." He smiled. He reached into his shorts and pulled out his phone. "Looking at you in the woods, I was thinking how nice it would be to remember this moment, so I'd like to take some pictures." He turned and opened up the camera function on his phone.
Melissa raised her hand to block his camera laughing, but Brad insisted. "C'mon now. You had me running around through half the woods buck naked, you can't back out." He laughed.
Melissa raised her hands to her face, with her arms blocking her tits. "I can't believe you're making me do this." Her voice muffled by her hands.
Brad stood and began taking pictures, her lovely legs and the hair of her pussy starkly contrasted by the rocks and her modest covering motion making it even more exciting that he was taking pictures of her naked. She peeked through her fingers to see him taking pictures and squealed a little as she hunched over to conceal herself better.
"I'm not going to stop until you pose for me like I want," Brad kept taking pics from the side. "You might as well get it over with."
"Omigod, but these have to stay secret too, okay?" Melissa peeked out from between her fingers. "You can't show them to anybody!"
"Whatever happens on the mountain..." Brad reminded her. "Plus, how would I explain that I had naked pictures of my sister to somebody else?"
"Okay," Melissa let down her hands. "What do you want me to do?"
Brad took pictures of her sitting there with her breasts exposed as he directed her, "Okay, stand up and raise your arms like you did when you twirled." He kept taking pictures of her as she did. "Now turn around slowly. That's it. Now go stand against the rock wall. Look at the camera and smile for me." Melissa blushed and blinked as she looked at the camera but did as she was told. "Good, now walk over to the edge so I can get you with the view in the background." Brad too several pictures from different angles. "Okay now face out toward the view and just stand there for a minute." Brad took a variety of pictures of her butt and side views of her tits and pussy as she faced out over the trees and hills below.
"Okay," he said. "Now let me see you scoot out along the edge again like before." She carefully edged out on the ledge to the trail, her naked body looking so vulnerable against the rock wall. "Now turn and look back toward me. That's it. Turn your body a little more and lift your arm so I can see your tits. Good girl."
Melissa looked at the camera as she took Brad's directions obediently. "Are you enjoying this?" She asked him calmly as he snapped away, taking pictures of her naked body.
Brad smiled, "Yeah, I am."
"I can tell." Melissa smiled back. "It's the huge boner you've got." Her eyes flickered down to his stiff protruding cock. "You like seeing your sister naked don't you? It turns you on doesn't it?" She felt a surge of pleasure as she saw him blush. "It's okay. You can admit it, Brad." She scooted back along the ledge. "It's pretty obvious." She reached out and grasped his hard cock. "Your dick never lies." She gave it a good squeeze and walked past him up to the bowl.
Brad couldn't resist taking a few more pics of her from behind, even knowing he would never forget the sight of her bare ass as long as he lived after today. She sat down on the rock and looked up at him.
"I think it's time for blowjob practice," she said casually. "Come over here." She waved him over.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 08
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
Brad walked up to where he was standing directly in front of Melissa, seated naked on the rock in the hollow, his phone still in his hands. Melissa reached over to stroke his hard cock, while with her other hand, she guided him by the hip until he was in the position she wanted. She looked up at him with a smile before bending her face down and taking his dick into her mouth.
Brad was too stunned to do anything at first, but quickly began taking pictures of his sister naked and sucking his dick in the midday sunlight. Holding his phone out to the side he was able to get different angles of her sucking his cock, including the sight of her lovely pale tits and the rest of her naked body in the frame.
Melissa was using everything Brad had taught her, jacking him off with her hand as her mouth worked in unison, sucking him in deeply with every stroke. She tried different levels of pressure and suction between her mouth, her lips and her hand, paying extra attention to the tip where she knew he was more sensitive.
Maybe it was just being high this time, but she wasn't embarrassed at all to know that Brad was watching her, even taking pictures. She just felt an urgent desire to satisfy him. She felt his free hand stroking her hair and she looked up to see him staring down in adoration at her. She fought the urge to blink and did the best she could to maintain eye contact with him, even as she bobbed up and down on his engorged cock.
"Oh, Melissa. That's so good." Brad couldn't imagine anything better in that moment. Seeing his sister, naked in broad daylight, knowing he was watching and taking her picture looking up at him with her big brown eyes and a mouthful of his dick. It was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. Looking down he could see her puffy nipples dancing on the end of her bobbling tits as she stroked and sucked his dick. It felt amazing.
Encouraged by his praise Melissa tried to take as much of his dick as she could with each stroke. Sitting up and being able to control the angle allowed her to take more of his cock than she ever had before without gagging, but she wished that she could take even more if it meant that she could please Brad by doing so.
As much as she would have imagined herself to be disgusted to have a guy's dick in her mouth, let along doing something like this for her own brother, she found her desire to please him somehow deeply satisfying. It should have been degrading, but hearing him moan and gasp in response to her skill as a dick-sucker was somehow gratifying.
Brad had gotten dozens of pictures of Melissa sucking his dick from every angle and reached over with his thumb to switch the camera on his phone to "video" mode, unable to believe that he was going to be able to remember this moment forever as his sister gave him the best blowjob of his life in the middle of Neverland. Better still, he'd be able to watch it back whenever he wanted.
Brad began to thrust slightly with his hips as Melissa maintained a steady rhythm with her hand and her mouth and he quickly felt himself about to cum after the first dozen strokes. His breathing began to hitch as he felt the tingling sensation fill his body in anticipation.
"Melissa, I'm going to cum, baby!" Brad gasped.
Melissa could feel something changing in the moments before Brad said it and hadn't thought in advance what she would do, but at the last moment panicked that she wasn't ready to let him cum in her mouth. She pulled back as the first squirt of cum shot out of his dick and it left an arching trail across her cheek. The next jet of milky cum shot higher as she lifted his cock away from her mouth and landed across her forehead and the bridge of her nose. She could feel the warm liquid stick to her face and wondered if it had gotten in her hair.
Remembering what Brad had said the night before, she lowered his cock, fighting it's desire to stick straight up and let the next couple of spurts land on her heaving tits as she continued to jack him off with her hand. She looked up to see Brad, his face a deep red, breathing in huge gasps of air as he watched and filmed spurt after spurt of hot cum land on his sister's magnificent tits and drip down onto the creamy skin of her thighs.
Brad looked down into his sister's big brown eyes and watched the trails of cum clinging to her cheek and forehead as she looked up to him for approval. With a shudder, he felt the last few small dribbles of cum leave his dick and watched a broad smile slowly form on his sister's face as she saw his legs trembling and felt his big hand lock over hers to stop her stroking his cock that had become way to sensitive to be touched in the final throes of the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
Releasing a huge breath and straightening back up, he continued to film with his other hand and looked down at the splendor of his naked sister, glistening from her first facial and knowing he had caught every moment of it on video.
As his breathing slowed, he looked down and said, "Melissa, it's official."
"What is?" She asked with a crooked smile.
"You don't need any more practice. That was the most amazing blowjob I've ever had."
"Really?" She beamed with pride. "I did it right?"
"Better than right, sweetie." He admitted. "That was the best dick-sucking...you're...you're amazing." He reached over with his thumb and ended the recording.
Melissa was tingling with joy at having done it better than he expected and looked down to see cum dripping down her tits, on the back of her hand and falling onto her thighs. She could feel it sticking to her face. "I guess I'm also a mess!" She laughed and looked back up at her brother.
"Hang on a second!" Brad looked over on the rocks and pulled his t shirt off of his pile of clothes. He turned back and lifting Melissa's chin in his hand, tenderly wiped the cum from her nose and forehead, careful not to get any in her eyes. She turned her face to the side and he carefully wiped away the rope of cum that had clung to her cheek before reaching down to start wiping it from each of her gloriously bare boobs.
"Can I?" Melissa reached for the t-shirt. She took it from Brad and wiped the sticky spurt from her had before wiping down her thighs and getting the last of it from her tits. Brad stood up to watch and it was the loveliest thing he'd ever seen.
As soon as she had finished wiping off and stopped to get a drink of water, Grad squatted down in front of her. As she lowered the water bottle, she smiled and Brad leaned in to give her a gentle kiss.
"Thank you," he said. "That was amazing."
She smiled. "Does that mean you won't let me practice anymore?" she asked jokingly.
"You can do that any time you want, but you don't need any more practice. Believe me." He smiled. "There is something else I want to show you though."
"Really?" Melissa was excited. "What is it?"
Brad leaned forward and lifted her under each arm to lay her gently back on the rock before reaching down to separate her knees and spread her legs apart. He smiled up at her as she leaned up on her elbows. "This!" he said and lowered his face down to the exposed pink skin of her pussy.
Melissa gave a small gasp of surprise and pleasure as Brad's tongue met the outer folds of her pussy. She didn't know quite what to expect when he had spread her legs and for half a heartbeat she had felt a surge of panic that he might try to have actual sex with her, but the touch of his mouth on her swollen and tingling pussy wiped away every thought or care that she had.
As his tongue parted the folds of skin, she felt a wave of pleasure emanate from inside her that washed over every inch of her body in ripples of pleasure. As his long, warm tongue pushed into her she felt it drag across the hard tip of her clit and her legs trembled uncontrollably. It was almost too much sensation to bear all at once. She looked down to see the top of his handsome face above the mound of dark trimmed hair between her legs and she should have been embarrassed about the fact that he had opened up the most intimate part of her body to see, smell and taste it as he was, but she was too overwhelmed by the surging pulse of pleasure that he was creating moment by moment with his tongue inside her.
Brad was lost in the act of pleasuring his sister, His tongue parting and flicking the sweet pink flesh of her tight little pussy. Everything about her was small, young, sweet and smooth. He had never really enjoyed going down on most girls, but did it to please them and reciprocate for giving him head, but there was something about Melissa that made it seem like the most beautiful thing in the world. He wanted to make her feel exactly as she had made him feel and would do anything to please her. He opened his eyes to look up at her tits and was treated to her smiling down at him, her mouth forming a tight little "o" of pleasure, accented by the sharp intake of her breath when their eyes met.
If she imagined it couldn't get any more intense, the moment Brad's blue eyes opened and met hers it was like an electric shock came through her and created an arc that connected her to him through their eyes and the flickering motion of his tongue. Her stomach began to flutter and her legs trembled uncontrollably, pinned under his strong arms against the rock. She could feel him increase the intensity of his licking and press down with his upper lip against the soft flesh of her mound and just as she felt the contracting spasms of her pussy, she was lost to the shuddering convulsions of ecstasy as the orgasm swept over and consumed her.
Lying back on the rough stone, her head whipped first to one side then the other as her thighs tightened around her brother's strong upper body. Wave after wave of exploding light burst inside of her against her tightly closed eyes and her body was consumed by a tingling that suffused every individual particle of her being. She was turned to light and heat and energy that could not be described by anything that flesh could ever do. As the waves gradually subsided she was overwhelmed by how sensitive her pussy had become and she instinctively grabbed handfuls of her brother's thick blond hair to pull his mouth away from her quivering flesh.
It was like holding onto a powerful animal in the midst of a tornado as she clenched her fingers against the last trembling shudders of pleasure as they left her exhausted and spent on the rock in the afternoon sun. Her fingers released the knots they had formed in his hair and spread out like a cat gently clawing a carpet as she ran her fingers along his scalp and caressed the thick hair on his head. He felt so strong and solid and vital in that moment. The only solid thing in a spinning universe that had left her flung in this spot like the survivor of ship that had been wrecked in a violent storm.
She looked down to see him resting his cheek against her thigh and in that moment, neither seemed to care that his face remained only inches from her exposed pussy or that it was his own cum that made his cheek sticky against the skin of her thigh. In that moment it seemed like the most naturally beautiful thing in the world.
Brad lifted his head at last and stood up to go retrieve his water bottle from the other rock. Melissa sat up to watch him in profile, naked and rippling with muscle, drinking lustily from the upturned bottle like a Norse or Greek god that commanded all of nature that surrounded him.
Melissa felt a residual shudder of pleasure go through her as her eyes traveled up and down the length of his hard chiseled form and lingered on his dangling cock, still semi-erect and protruding out in profile. She had only seen it for the first time the day before, but already she had begun to feel a sense of having conquered the mysteries of its nature and how she could control it with pleasure. As Brad turned to look over at her, she smiled at him, naked, sticky with his cum and unashamed to be his partner in desire.
She stood up and walked over to him. Throwing her arms awkwardly over his much higher shoulders, she stood on tiptoes to give him a kiss as his cock rested against her stomach. "Let's go home and take a shower, okay" she asked. "I feel like a shower, a big bowl of ice cream and a nap. Sound good?"
"Sounds perfect, actually." Brad smiled down at her.
"Glad you think so, because I want to share each one of them with you. Let's get dressed!"Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 09
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
Brad woke early the next morning, glad to see that the warm weather was likely to continue at least for a few more days. He brought his coffee out to the family room and plopped down on the couch to turn on a morning news show. The quarantine didn't look like it would be lifting anytime soon and the forecast looked like spring might actually be here for good according to the weather man.
While he hadn't heard any movement from Melissa upstairs, Brad took a minute to open his phone and scroll through the pictures he had taken the previous day. There she was, fully naked outside, his own sister, and he could look at her pictures any time he wanted. He watched her progression from hiding behind her hands to fully revealed and posing how he told her to. She really was so beautiful now that he looked her just as a woman rather than the "runt" he had always teased growing up.
Brad's cock was already hard as he looked at his sister's nude body but when he reached the pictures of her sucking his dick, he felt his dick twitch and pulse in response, becoming fully erect and straining at his briefs at the memory of the incredible blowjob she had given him up on the mountain.
Brad hadn't really thought about what he would do for sex once the quarantine hit, but the idea that his sister would give him some of the most erotic experiences of his life wasn't even remotely on his radar. Yet, here they were, living out their fantasies and looking forward to a gratifying sexual release each day. It didn't feel like confinement, it felt like paradise.
He heard slow footsteps coming down the steps and quickly closed his picture folder and laid his phone on the table beside him as his sister made her way down to the main floor. She came padding out into the family room with a glass of juice a minute later, looking sleepy and still in her pajamas. They were flannel and a little large, but by the contours and her movement, Brad could tell that she was braless under the soft fuzzy top and he couldn't see any lines to indicate that she was wearing panties under the bottoms.
Melissa set her glass of juice on the coffee table and curled up on the couch beside Brad, leaning the left side of her body up against him and reaching her right arm across his body in a semi hug. Brad lifted his right arm to allow her to snuggle under and wrapped it around her to leave his hand resting comfortably on her hip. Melissa lay their sleepily for a few minutes as the news blended into a commercial and back to the news.
Brad began to wonder if she had fallen back asleep as he look down at her tousled hair on the top of her head and her face pressed against his chest. He leaned down to kiss the top of her head lovingly and it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. As soon as he lifted his head back up, Melissa responded by lifting her face up toward his with her lips puckered expectantly and her sleep eyes still half closed. Brad leaned over once again and planted a small kiss on her lips. Satisfied, Melissa made a small humming noise of contentment and snuggled against his chest again.
"Brad?" she said quietly after a moment.
"Yep."
"How long do you think this will last?" she asked sleepily.
"No way to tell, really. Hopefully, the curve flattens or drops and they start to open things up again soon." He suggested.
"Do you really want it to end?" She asked guardedly.
"Well I want everything to be okay again..." he wasn't sure what she was asking.
"I mean...don't you like how it's been...with just us here...like this?" She sounded tentative.
"Of course I do." He smiled. "I was just thinking how I didn't expect any of this to happen...and how glad I am, that it did."
"Do you really mean that?" She asked quietly.
"Of course I do. I really do." Brad assured her.
"Because I don't ever want it to end." She said softly. "This has been the happiest time I can remember. Just us two. Being like this. It's kind of ...magical almost." She paused for a minute. "I know it has to end sometime, but, I wish it didn't. That it could just stay like this forever." She tilted her head up to look at him. "Is that like...wrong?"
"No," Brad admitted. "I hadn't thought about it like that, but...I kind of feel the same way."
"And you don't think I'm weird...or gross...or anything? For like, doing that stuff?"
"Are you kidding?" Brad was surprised. "No. No. I think you're amazing. I loved every minute of it." He pulled her close and stroked her hair affectionately.
"So," she hesitated. "Can we go hiking again today then?" She looked up expectantly.
"I've been looking forward to it!"
By the time they reached Neverland they were both feeling the heat of the day from their hike up the steep trail. They were both wearing shorts and light t-shirts, but with the warm air and the bright noon sun, they were thirsty even before they smoked.
Something about the warmer weather made the effect of the pot even more relaxing, made the smell warmer, sweeter and the effect more intoxicating. They sat in the warm sun, side by side on the rocks as the weed took effect. There was no sense of hurry or nervousness, only contentment and languid satisfaction in the moment.
Finally, Melissa turned to Brad and said, "I want to play Adam and Eve again, but I'm taking pictures this time too." She seemed amused but matter of fact. "You have to pose for me like I want you too."
"Does that mean I can take pictures too?" Brad asked hopefully.
"Yes, silly." Melissa beamed. "It turns me on that you want to see me naked and take my picture." She began to take off her shoes and Brad stopped to do the same.
They went a little further down the Neverland Trail than they had the day before, stopping to take pictures of each other along the way. Brad was a little surprised at how exposed he felt as Melissa took his picture, unable to hide the raging boner that refused to soften the least bit. But she seemed to enjoy his discomfort and took special pains to highlight and accentuate it's presence in her photos.
Several time at steep sections and drops Melissa stood below him and asked him to pose for her, looking up to capture his hard cock from below and including his face as he looked down at both his straining dick and her taking his picture below him.
Melissa posed willingly for ever picture Brad requested, smiling and looking at the camera. She requested that they head the opposite way than they had the day before and led the way through the trees and bushes along the side of the steep hill. Brad got several pictures of her walking from behind, her pale skin and luscious behind looking extraordinarily bare and vulnerable out here among the tress and rough slopes in the hills.
At last they came to a large open area of hillside that was several hundred yards across without the cover of trees or bushes, opening up to sweeping views of their neighborhood hundreds of feet below and the network of suburban tree lined streets that stretched out beyond their subdivision. Neither of them felt daring enough to walk out across the bare grassy slope, but they each took pictures from the tress with the background of the residential neighborhood below and behind them, standing naked and exposed.
At one point on the walk back to the trail, they froze when Melissa thought she heard voices coming through the trees below them. They took cover behind a group of bushes and listened intently for a few minutes while suppressing the urge to giggle as the crouched naked, side by side in the forest, but they didn't hear any further signs of life.
After a few more minutes they completed the short walk to the Neverland trail and quickly climbed back up to the top in nervous silence. It was only when they reached the safety of the cove and sat to get a drink of water did they allow themselves to laugh and release the tension of making it back unseen. Brad loved that Melissa was now perfectly comfortable being naked around him as never got tired of seeing her naked body.
"So what did you want to do today?" Melissa asked with a teasing smile and a sidelong glance before taking a drink of water.
"I was waiting to see if you wanted to practice some more." Brad smiled back.
"I thought you said I didn't need any more practice!" She playfully swatted his thigh as she admonished him with a smile.
"That's true," Brad admitted. He thought for a second. "So I guess I have to send you back into the make-out cave then." He shrugged.
Melissa made a show of rolling her eyes and let out a huge sigh. "Okay then," she stood up and walked to the cleft. She paused at the opening, her rounded hip and perfect ass silhouetted against the rough texture of the rock and the seductive curve of her breast just visible under her lifted arm. She looked back with a wink and said,"Can't wait to see who you send me!"
Brad waited a moment to allow her time to get in and then drew and exhaled a deep breath as he made his way into the rock opening behind her. His body blocked almost all of the light as he passed through the opening and in the warm air, the cleft was already scented with the citrus and cucumber of Melissa's lotion. Brad's cock was already fully hard, but it gave an extra twitch of excitement as he pictured her waiting naked in the dark ahead of him.
Brad slid into the lower side of the cleft and steadied Melissa's body weight against the natural incline, both hearing and feeling her soft breath as it brushed against his chest in the dark. As his hands found her waist and her naked breasts in the dark. One of his hands slid back to her hip and traced it's way around to caress the smooth skin of her ass. He felt so incredibly powerful, being able to touch her naked body as much as he wanted. To have so much control over her, small and smooth, soft and trembling in the dark there with him.
He bent his neck and found her face already upturned in the dark to meet him. His lips first found the tip of her nose, but the quickly adjusted and Melissa's soft lips were already parted when his mouth found hers. They kissed softly for long moments as he took her lips in between his, their breathing barely covering the sound of their hearts beating in their ears.
It was Melissa's hand that reached out to find Brad's neck and pull him insistently to her mouth, his tongue reaching out for hers and found itself instantly encircled by her lips as her hips pressed toward his and a small moan resonated in her closed mouth. Brad pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth and she sucked it with greater urgency, the tempo of her breathing increased and he felt her small hand firmly grasp the shaft of his pulsating cock.
Melissa stroked to the tip of his cock and lightly traced the swollen tip of his dick, making it slick with the precum that even now was oozing involuntarily from him. She traced a tight circle around the crown of his cock with her soft fingertips and it was if a current of electricity was passing from one to the other. Melissa's knees bent slightly even as she pulled more urgently at the back of Brad's neck to continue desperately sucking his tongue.
Brad bent slowly, lowering her down while never breaking their kiss until he was almost fully bent over. He felt her hand slipping from his neck and she reluctantly let his warm tongue slip from her mouth, Her hand slipped down the rippling muscles of his chest and stomach before bracing her weight against his powerful hip and using her other hand to navigate her mouth to his engorged cock.
Brad let out a gasp of pleasure as his sister plunged his cock into her warm, wet mouth, He could hear her making small urgent noises, almost a rhythmic hum as she hungrily began bobbing her mouth and hand up and down on his thick cock.
Melissa could taste the salty flavor of his precum and the musky smell of his dick filled her senses as she gorged on the meaty dick with her mouth. She couldn't believe how much she had grown to love the surrender of taking his cock in her mouth like this when just a few days ago she had been horrified and a little disgusted by the idea. Now, the fact that it had seemed dirty and shameful made it even more intoxicating that she was doing it so willingly. She felt both dirty and powerful, able to control the sensations that brought her brother such intense pleasure while also satisfying her desire to do anything to please him. She felt an indescribable urge to erase the memory of every other time he had his dick sucked by anyone else. To make his experience of her sucking his dick as unique and as special as he was as the first man that she had ever allowed to put his cock in her mouth.
Brad couldn't believe the eagerness with which Melissa had dropped down and began to suck his throbbing dick. It was indescribably good how smoothly she was sliding his cock into her mouth even as she jacked him off with her hand. The extra difference in pressure as she closed her lips tightly against the tip of his dick at the top of each stroke and the effort she made to take his cock as deeply as she could intensified the sensation as his cock plunged back into the warmth and caressing sweetness that her mouth had become.
"Ohhhh," he moaned. "I guess somebody really wanted to suck some dick today." He said softly with a smile. Melissa instantly increased the intensity of her efforts and made small agreeable hums as she did. "Oh, oh, that's so good." He stroked her soft hair in the dark and she purred like a kitten, the vibrations running through her mouth to his dick. "Oh Melissa you suck that dick so good, baby."
Each time Brad spoke, Melissa felt flushed with a sense of pride and a mild embarrassment that she should feel so much affirmation from being told that she was good at sucking dick. Perhaps it was the weed, but she was intensely turned on by the act of surrendering herself, her pride, her dignity, her mouth and shame to go to any lengths to please him. She could feel her pussy wet and slick as she squatted down naked on the bare rock of the cave and blushed in the dark to smell her herself betraying how much giving head to Brad was turning her on.
She pulled her mouth away to give it a rest as she continued to jack him off with her hand. "I love sucking your dick," she said softly before plunging her mouth back onto his meaty cock as deep as she could.
Brad couldn't believe she said that but in the anonymity of the cave and the pretense of an unknown partner it allowed them, he gave himself over to the fantasy. "I know you love sucking that dick," he said. "You're the best little dicksucker I've ever had." She moaned and sucked his dick so deeply she had to fight the urge to gag. "Mmmm. You like being called a dicksucker, don't you?"
"Mmmm hmmm," she replied without ever letting the head of his dick leave her mouth.
Brad cupped the back of her head with his hand and thrust gently with his hips to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. "Do you like me fucking your mouth like that too?" She moaned deeply with his dick buried in her mouth. "That's it, take that mouth-fucking like a good girl." He began to thrust more deeply.
Melissa was now lost in a daze of cock-sucking surrender as she adjusted her mouth and hand to taking the thrust of Brad's hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She fought the urge to panic as he had control of her by the strong grip of his hand cradling the back of her head and the irresistible thrust of his strong hips and torso as he drove his cock in and out of her mouth. Her hand gave her more control as she used it to create more pressure and create resistance when she wanted to control how much and how quickly his cock was able to fill her mouth. But somehow they were working together by feel and Brad never thrust so hard or so deep that she choked on his pumping dick.
"Mmmnn. You're my dick-sucker now aren't you?" Brad pulled his cock back an extra few inches to clear her mouth.
"Mmmm hmmm," Melissa replied as she took a moment to swallow and close her jaw for relief.
Brad laced his hand through her hair on the back of her head and tilted her face upward. "I want you to say it it loud." He commanded her.
"I'm your dicksucker now," She replied urgently. She tried to tilt her head back to resume sucking but Brad's strong fingers held her away.
"I want you to beg me to fuck your mouth, like a good little cocksucker. Okay?" Brad insisted.
"Okay," Melissa surrendered. "Please fuck my mouth." She spoke up into the dark. "I'll suck it just like you want. Please let me suck it for..."
Brad smoothly tilted her head downward and slid his waiting cock into her mouth, cutting her off mid-sentence. "That's it. Take that dick. Mmmm Mmmm." He thrust his dick rhythmically into her eager mouth and hand as she worked feverishly to milk his cock into her mouth. "That's it." He gasped as he could feel his excitement building toward a climax. He thrust more deeply, lost in the amazing caress of her mouth and hand on his thrusting cock. As he pulled back and prepared to thrust again, he was surprised to feel her head twist under the grip of his hand and slide sideways away from his thrusting dick.
"Brad?" he heard her muffled voice from below. "I want Brad." She said urgently.
Brad snapped out of his lustful daze and felt a wave of shame and regret wash over him in the dark. "Wait...are you okay? Did I hurt you?" he bent forward in the dark to lift her up to her feet. "I'm so sorry."
"Can you go tell Brad," Melissa said breathlessly. "That I'm coming out to see him?"
"Sure," Brad squeezed her gently. "I'll go get him." He started to slide away toward the entrance.
"Tell him I'll be right out, okay?" Melissa insisted.
Brad made his way out into the bright warm sunlight and fought the urge to panic. He cursed himself for getting carried away again and was consumed by regret that he had treated his sister so roughly in the dark. Pretend or not. She had been so sweet to him over these last few days, making him so happy and he had let her down by treating her so despicably the first chance he got. He turned to look back at the cleft to see her slowly emerge. He prepared to apologize, but he could see her smiling at him as soon as she came into view.
"Melissa, what's the matter?" He asked confused.
She shrugged. "I didn't want to be in there with a stranger anymore." She explained.
"You're not hurt...or ...upset." He tried to process what was going on as she walked up to him, deliciously naked, her eyes locked on his. "What is it?"
Melissa stood before him and tilted her head lightly to one side, searching Brad's concerned eyes. "It's just that," here eyes looked down and away briefly before returning to his. "If I'm going to let any guy make me his dicksucker and fuck my mouth until he cums, I want it to be you." She crouched down in front of him, naked in the warm afternoon sun. She grabbed his half-limp cock and began stroking it back to fully erect. "It's like I told the guy in the cave: I want Brad." She plunged her mouth back onto his hardening cock and reached around with her left hand to grab along the side of his hip and ass to urge him to thrust his cock into her mouth.
Hardly able to process what was happening, Brad began to tentatively thrust his cock into her eager mouth, watching his sister now, fully revealed as she enthusiastically took his dick into her mouth and urged him to thrust more deeply with the pull of her hand on his hip. His cock quickly resumed it's full erection as he looked down on his beautiful sister, her boobs jiggling with the bouncing motion as she sucked his dick, her pink lips slick and swollen by her efforts to milk an orgasm from the thick cock that her mouth could barely contain and he felt a surging tingle envelope his limbs.
He hitched his breathing and expanded his lungs as he grasped the back of her head and humped his sister's pretty mouth and heard her moaning and humming along his dick as he increased the tempo. He could feel his cock twitching as a tingling suffused itself throughout his body and began to say, "Melissa, I'm going to cu..." before the first spurt of cum escaped his cock and he was consumed by the orgasm that wracked his body.
Melissa could tell it was coming, even before Brad started to speak, but she was still surprised that the first shot of cum squirted out on her tongue as his dick began to spasm. Fighting the urge to panic, she quickly swallowed the thick, salty liquid and instantly felt a larger eruption of warm gooey cum fill her mouth as she began to suck back down on his cock. She managed to swallow most of it before another load of cum shot into her mouth. Unable to keep up she pulled her mouth off of his twitching cock and swallowed what she could as the rest oozed out the sides of her mouth and another spurt shot onto her lips and chin. She swallowed again to clear the rest of her mouth and resisted the shudder as she fully tasted his cum in her mouth and the sensation of the rest going down her throat.
Brad looked down to see his sister fighting to contain the huge load of cum he was pumping into her mouth. He watched her swallow as much as she could even as he watched more spurt out onto her soft, pink lips. In the midst of the most incredible orgasm he had ever experienced, he was still even more overwhelmed by how beautiful Melissa looked as she tried not to choke on the endless fountain of cum that seemed to be emanating from his cock.
Melissa was embarrassed that she was so unprepared for swallowing cum despite her desire to please Brad. As soon as she had cleared her mouth she took his throbbing dick back in, but there were only a few small spurts remaining once she did. While she was disappointed that she hadn't been ready to swallow all of his cum, she was also relieved that it wasn't still gushing out like it had at first. She swallowed the last few shots easily and sucked out to the tip to catch the last few drops as they squeezed out, like precum, from the tip.
She looked up to gauge Brad's reaction and felt a shudder go through his body as their eyes locked. Her brother was staring down at her, mouth agape in wonder, as she sucked the last few drops of cum from the end of his cock before finally releasing him to allow him to stagger back clumsily and seat himself unsteadily on the rock behind him.
Brad sat down hard, his legs trembling from the intensity of the orgasm that was still ebbing from his body and looked across to see Melissa wiping the last of his cum off of her mouth and chin with the back of her hand. She stood up and walked over to her water bottle, taking a long drink and absently trying to push her hair back with her fingers and way from her face as she looked out over the drop and the view beyond.
Brad looked at her beautiful, petite figure outlined by the distant trees and the blue skies and was overwhelmed by what had just happened.
"Melissa," He said to her gently. "Melissa that was amazing...I...I..."
She turned back to smile at him and rolled her eyes. "Sorry, I really thought I could handle all of that but.." she shrugged awkwardly. "There was just more than I expected."
Brad rose on unsteady legs to walk over and wrap her in an enveloping hug. He pulled her naked body in close to him and kissed the top of her head gently. "No, it was perfect." He assured her. "I should have warned you that sometimes more comes out when a guy is really turned on and I don't think I've ever been that turned on in my life!" He stroked her hair with one hand as he cheek was pressed contentedly into his powerful chest.
"You really liked it?" She asked softly without looking up.
"Liked it?" He chuckled. "I loved it. You scared the crap out of me when you came out of the cave, but I loved it." He kissed the top of her head again. "And I love you. Thank you. That was amazing."
Melissa finally looked up. "You really love me?" Her eyes searched his.
"Yes, of course I do." He smiled down t her affectionately. "And I'm sorry if I got carried away in the cave again, I didn't mean..."
"You mean I can't be 'your dicksucker' anymore?" She asked him mockingly.
"I'm sorry I don't know why I..." Brad was at a loss.
She smiled up at him. "It's okay. I love being your dicksucker." She couldn't suppress a crooked twist to her smile as she said it to his face. Her eyes fluttered and she looked down briefly. "I want to make you happy." She looked up for approval. "Plus I earned the title today, so you can't take it back now." She teased. She leaned back with just her hands behind his neck, her arms extended, her beautiful boobs on display between them. "I sucked your dick and swallowed your cum so I'm your dicksucker now, whether you like it or not, mister!"
Brad laughed. "Is that so?"
"It is!" She declared with mock-seriousness. "I may need a little more practice swallowing your cum, but I worked really hard to learn how to be a good dicksucker for you, so I think I've earned the title, don't you?"
"You certainly have," Brad conceded. "You've earned a lot more than that. What do you say we head down and I'll do my best to return the favor when we get home?" He asked, eyebrows raised.
"Mmm..." She pretended to consider the offer. "Do we have to get dressed first or can we stay naked all the way home?" She smiled up at him.Quarantine in Neverland Ch. 10
College brother & sister home alone during lockdown.
Author's Note- The continuing story of an 18 year old sister and her 20 year old brother home alone from college as everyone is forced to shelter in place. As they spend additional time together, their relationship gradually begins to shift as their adventures get more daring and intimate.
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In the end, Brad and Melissa decided that they could make better time getting home from the hills fully dressed and once they were sure no one observed them coming out of the hidden hollow, they made their way quickly down the trail and back to the house.
Once home, they peeled off their sweaty clothes and Melissa asked Brad if he would take a shower with her, just as they had the day before. Brad was happy to oblige and they playfully washed each other under the spray of water. Melissa took delight from the sensation of having Brad wash her hair, his strong fingers rubbing her scalp and his large hands seeming to envelope the entirety of her head like it was a large egg. His hands were large and powerful, but they moved with firm care over every inch of her, taking a moment to squeeze her seductively, on her tits, her ass and brushing the cleft of her pussy, even as he washed and rinsed her clean. She felt the competence and care in every touch, invigorated to feel such strength applied to her body and yet feel so protected and safe at the same time.
Best of all, for both of them, after drying off, Brad took the initiative to rub her body lotion over every inch of her body, beginning as they stood in the cluster of damp towels that had fallen to the ground in the steamy bathroom and finishing on her bed as she lay face down atop her comforter. Brad lovingly massaged the lotion into the smooth muscles of her small shoulders and back, as well as squeezing and caressing it into the plump cheeks of her cute bottom, still glowing a light pink from the sun they'd gotten over the last couple of days and the effect of the warm water on her pale skin.
As he completed each thigh and calf down to the pads of her little feet, he caused her to squirm and giggle as his thumbs pressed into her feet and toes. Brad admired her wriggling butt and arching back as she squirmed, and delighted in the way her pussy was revealed the more she struggled in response to the light tickling.
As he released her second foot, her body went limp in relief as the tickling feeling stopped and she sighed deeply as she settled face down with her legs slightly parted and her toes turned inward. Brad came up between her legs and gently ran his finger along the slit of her pussy, gently parting the folds of her skin from front to back. Melissa moaned and gently arched her back and lifted her ass in response. Kneeling between her parted legs, Brad ran the tip of his finger again through the length of her exposed pussy and Melissa slid her upper body back toward him, pushing her ass higher up from the bed and exposing her pussy even more eagerly to his touch.
Brad looked down at the smooth pink skin of his sisters offered pussy and realized that it, like the rest of her was perfectly formed, luscious and beautiful. Even the puckered rosebud of her ass was delicate, petite, fresh and pink from the shower. Brad felt a desire to lick, kiss and suck every inch of her body. To taste her and please her and claim the hidden parts of her body for his own, as the only man who'd ever experienced them.
Brad teased her with his finger tip, going more lightly each time to induce her to reach for it with her pussy. She gasped and moaned as she scooted back toward him, her knees now bent and her pussy and ass teased up to the highest point she could offer them. Her desire for his touch, inducing her to expose herself, made her look so vulnerable and desirable to Brad, her trust in him complete.
Leaning forward on one hand he reached under to locate her clit with the tip of his finger and fluttered across it as quickly and lightly as he could as she clenched her hips to control how much her clit pressed against his touch. She gasped and threw her head to one side, her wet hair dragging across the pillow as his tongue met his twitching finger and proceeded to plow through the length of her pussy from front to back. Her felt her entire body shudder as he did so again, and again.
Melissa made a regular whimpering hum from behind her tightly pressed lips as her brother simultaneously teased her clit with the irregular twitching touch of what felt like a butterfly wing even as his warm thick tongue made deep furrows through every inch of her pussy, culminating always in an extra bit of pressure on the skin between the bottom of her slit and twitching proximity of her exposed ass. In some small way, she was embarrassed to have his tongue so near a place she imagined would remain hidden from any man, no matter how intimate. At the same time, she wanted desperately to rock her hips just a little more to find out if it would feel as amazing as she imagined each time he got that close.
She would have been mortified to know that Brad was watching her little pink butt twitch with every lick of her pussy. He had never been that interested in that part of a girl's anatomy in the past, but something about seeing his sister exposed this way made it just as beautiful and sexy as every other part of her. There was nothing about her that he found dirty or undesirable. He loved watch her lovely ass clench and flex as she responded to his finger and tongue.
As he fingered her clit more intensely he increased the tempo of his licking and pushed his tongue as deeply as he could with each pass. With each stroke of his tongue through her pussy he extended the lick, just a little further each time and watched her back rise a little more each time above her hips in reaction.
"Oh Brad...oh Brad...," she gasped between breaths as he suffused her body with waves of pleasure, all emanating from those few tight inches between her pussy and her ass. She pressed more urgently against his tongue and finger, rolled her hips just a little farther with each stroke, lost in the combination of sensations that overwhelmed all else around her. She was so far beyond shame, embarrassment or propriety. She was simply hungry for more of the intense cocktail of sensation that had now become the entire focus of her universe.
As Brad's thumb entered her pussy and applied an undulating pressure to the area just behind her clit, her hips rolled forward in reaction, just as Brad's tongue left her pussy and his warm wet tongue slid across her ass. Melissa let out and audible gasp of pleasure and felt her ass begin to twitch and clench in response.
Brad took another deep lick through her pussy as her back arched and didn't flinch as she rolled her back and hips to press her ass into his tongue as he finished the stroke. An intense bucking spasm went through Melissa's abdomen in reaction and Brad edged his thumb deeper into her pussy as his finger tip continued to twitch across her straining hard clit and he ran his tongue intentionally across her ass.
Melissa felt every bit of her body tense up as Brad repeated the motion and then she wrenched her pussy away from his fingers and twisted her ass away from his tongue as she was consumed by the pulsing waves of ecstasy that enveloped her. Brad looked down at her as she clenched the bed covers in her hand and arched her back in profile on the bed. He crawled forward to straddle over her in the throes of ecstasy on his hands and knees as she writhed beneath him. Her head whipped from side to side between the pillars of his strong wrists and forearms planted to either side of her and then he enveloped her with his body, pressing her with the warmth of his naked flesh, absorbing the undulations of pleasures that contorted her body.
Melissa felt his strong body all around her, compressing all of the pleasure that caused her body to spasm in response. She felt him close around her and turned to meet him, wrapping her leg around his torso and her arm around his back, burying her face in his neck as she felt each shudder subside and her body relax at last into a puddle of quivering joy, as he wrapped her in his powerful arms.
She felt like crying and giggling and just wanted to kiss his face and neck with a million imprints of gratitude and relief. She wanted to melt her body inside of his and live forever wrapped in the protection of his broad back and muscled chest, the iron embrace of his strong arms. She wanted this moment to never end: this moment where he had made every part of her feel loved and open and wanted and perfect, for the first time in her life.
He held her like that, patiently, until her breathing slowed and her hands crept softly up to the rough stubble that had formed in the hours since he had shaved that morning. She pulled her face back a few inches to where she could see his eyes, could trace the yip of her finger across his forehead and brush a still damp strand of his hair to the side.
"Promise me something," she whispered.
"Anything," he whispered back.
"That if this is the end of the world, that we'll spend every last minute of it together like this..."
"Deal," he interjected.
"...and if it's not, then you'll never pretend that this didn't happen." Her eyes searched his, wary of hurt, but obligated by hope.
"I promise," he replied without any reservation.
"I'm not stupid...or silly," she confessed. "I know that one day we might have to go back to how it was...to...to real life. I know that one day we'll have to get married and act like normal people."
"Melissa..." he tried to comfort her.
"I just want to never be embarrassed about this...or ashamed. Or worst of all, to have to pretend that this wasn't wonderful and magical and unexpected...and real."
"I won't. I promise," he whispered.
"You made me feel beautiful. Like I wasn't awkward or..."
"No I didn't," Brad interrupted. "You are beautiful. You are. I just didn't see it. Maybe you never showed it before, but it was there before I saw it." He looked firmly into her eyes to make his point. "I'm just the one who was lucky enough to see it first." He made a show of peeking down between them at her naked breasts and chuckled. "All of it." He smiled mischievously.
She smacked his arm lightly and smiled. "So it's all okay?" she asked hopefully.
"I think it's better than okay, myself." Brad smiled.
"It's our secret, but we promise to never forget. Even when we're old and everything."
"I promise." Brad said soberly. "Never to tell, never to forget and never to pretend it didn't happen." He nodded. "And to never leave you out again." He smiled.
She tilted her head in to kiss him and then hugged him, her cheek pressed against his strong neck. "Forever and ever." She whispered. "Just like Neverland."
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Author's Note: Thank you, Dear Reader, for sticking with this until this point. This was as far as I imagined the story going when I set off on this adventure and I already had 7 or 8 chapters in the queue before the first one published so I appreciate your patience with the format and pacing, as much of it was already locked in before I first saw your feedback. As I write this, chapter 3 has just published.
If this didn't go as fast, or as far, as some may have wanted, please understand that for me it was always about boundaries being crossed, one by one. Not as a tease, but perhaps with the same pacing as a striptease, if that makes sense. It is the boundaries that make exciting for me and each chapter moved them further than they had ever considered before.
The boundaries only matter if we allow them to matter, but if they did, then I hope you found each step in their journey as exciting as I did as I wrote them. The fact that they were biological siblings created boundaries that otherwise might not have been as significant, or as intense, and I hope that the plot and pacing gave you a good sense of that and added value to the experience.
If you didn't have some appreciation for who they were at the start, none of the boundaries meant anything as they got crossed. At the same time, we don't always have 10,000 words to set the mood, without at least a little something happening along the way. So thank you for staying with me. I hope it was worth it.
That said, I will probably step back from these two for a bit and consider if there's a next part to their story. Please leave comments about whether you'd like to come with me if there is.
I wonder what it would be like if the quarantine gets lifted and some of Brad's old friends start congregating in Neverland again. Or imagine a road trip to pick up their parents in South Florida because they are allowed to travel back to the mainland by boat but air travel is still too unsafe. That no one would know they were related as they made stops in motels. The opportunity to visit a nude beach (or two) along the way with Melissa's penchant for public nudity.
Please vote these stories up if you enjoyed them (and haven't already). Leave comments about the parts you like and would like more of. All of which encourages the process and makes it better. Forgive me if punctuation, publication timing and fabric care weren't as prominent in my mind as you might have wished.
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Off to Neverland!