Remote Control
Erik finds an unexpected object in his twin sister’s room.
Notes
This story is a lot of firsts for me. My first Original Work. My first 1st Person PoV. My first incest fic.
To be absolutely clear, all of the sexual acts that take place in this story are between two consenting adults. They have no relation to anyone in real life and the names and descriptions are random.
Things start out fairly slow, but considerably ramp up as the story gets going. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
Chapter 1: Remote
"Congratulations on finishing your first semester of college!" my dad declared as my mother placed the potatoes in the center of the dining room table before taking her seat next to him, across from my sister and me. "We're both very proud of the two of you."
My mother nodded her head in agreement. "Before we dig in, however, we'd like to see each of your grades, as we agreed on at the beginning of the school year."
Elayne groaned at my side. "Seriously? Can't it wait until after dinner? It's not like they're going to change at this point and I left my printout upstairs on my desk."
"So is mine," I said, pushing my seat back. "Don't worry, sis, I'll grab yours too."
My sister's eyes widened fractionally, but before she could respond I was already up and out of my chair, racing for the stairs. Like her, I just wanted to start dinner, but I knew this was something our parents weren't going to budge on, making the easiest solution to just do as they asked. While it was mildly annoying to still have our grades matter so much even though we were now in college, the fact that our parents were paying the entirety of our tuition made it hard to complain. The agreement we'd settled on was that as long as we stayed over a 3.5 GPA then they'd continue to cover the full cost--otherwise, we'd be expected to start paying a portion of it ourselves.
Reaching the second floor of our house, it was only a short distance down the hallway before I was standing in front of the door to my room. I pushed it open and hurried inside, making my way over to my desk where I'd carelessly tossed my backpack onto my chair when I'd gotten home earlier. It took me a moment to riffle through the papers inside to find the one I was looking for, but once I found it, I spun around and quickly entered the shared bathroom between mine and Elayne's room.
Sharing a bathroom with my twin sister was at least partially responsible for our relationship drifting apart over the years. Not that we didn't still get along well, but when all you wanted to do was jump in the shower and relax, only to find it already occupied by your twin, it was impossible not to get frustrated. To be fair, I liked long showers just as much as Elayne did so we were both very much at fault in that regard.
Oddly enough, the light in the bathroom had been left on, which was unusual since that was the way we signaled for the other not to enter. For some unfathomable reason, the doors to the bedrooms hadn't been installed with locks so any sign of light shining along the edges of the door frame was as good as a "do not enter" sign. Knowing Elayne was downstairs at the moment, I didn't worry about entering. I caught a glimpse of myself in the wall-length mirror as soon as I was inside--short, faintly curly brown hair with blue eyes and a, let's be honest, fairly average body. Not that I was ashamed of it. I worked out on occasion, but I'd much rather sit around playing video games than spend time playing sports.
As I reached the opposite side of the bathroom and grabbed the handle of the door leading into Elayne's room, I paused. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been in her room, and I knew for a fact I'd never entered through the bathroom before. Pushing the weird feeling away, I slid the door open. With the light in her room off, the first thing I noticed was the smell--a gentle, floral note that I vaguely recognized as her perfume. Not wanting to overly invade her privacy, I decided to leave the lights off and use what was coming from the bathroom to guide me. I made my way across the room to where her desk sat against the far wall and immediately saw the printout she'd mentioned lying on top of it. At first, my eyes were captured by the large 3.9 circled in the bottom right, showing that she'd beaten my 3.7 which I knew I was never going to hear the end of. But then my eyes shifted slightly over to the object sitting next to the paper, almost hiding in the shadow of her chair--a remote.
I blinked several times, caught off guard and not entirely sure exactly what I was looking at, although I had a sneaking suspicion. It was clearly not a television remote since she didn't have one in her bedroom, not to mention the fact it only had three buttons: power, plus, and minus. Between the plus and minus buttons were five LEDs, only one of which was currently glowing softly. I'm not sure what insanity came over me in that instant, but before I knew it, I'd grabbed her grades with one hand while shoving the remote into one of my pockets with the other.
Fleeing her room, I closed her door behind me and crossed the bathroom in an instant, flicking the lights off as I returned to my room. Taking a deep breath, I tried not to think of the remote control I could feel sitting in my pocket, almost like a hot coal. What the fuck was wrong with me? Why the hell had I just taken it like that? I almost turned around to go put it back, but by this point if I was gone for any longer the rest of my family would start to wonder what was taking so long. Besides, if I was being entirely honest, if this was what I thought it was, then I could play the most amazing prank ever on my sister as we ate dinner. It would even be worth the inevitable ass-kicking it would earn me.
Decision made, I left my room and headed back for the dining room. "Elayne nearly got a perfect score!" I shouted as I reached the bottom of the stairs.
Her head snapped over to look at me as I rejoined my family, causing her ponytail to flick over her shoulder as her crystal blue eyes seemed to pierce through me. "You better not have messed with anything in my room," she snapped.
"Like what?" I asked, giving her my best confused and innocent look as I handed the papers off to our parents. "I was in and out in the blink of an eye since it was exactly where you said it was. You left the bathroom light on, though."
She blinked in surprise, the tension clearly draining out of her as she settled back into her chair. Taking my seat next to her, I couldn't help but think of the remote in my pocket and what exactly it might control. The fact that my sister of all people had it, and that, given by the glowing light, she'd apparently worn it to the dinner table of all places. The thought completely shook my mental picture of her. Assuming I was correct, at least, and there was only one way to find out.
In the background, I could hear our parents praising us as they served dinner--steak, potatoes, asparagus--but the words flowed in one ear and out the other. I nodded and smiled at what seemed like the right times, all while my left hand slowly, ever so slowly, crept its way into my pocket. I was so wound up I nearly jumped out of my seat as my finger brushed against the cold metal of the remote.
"Everything okay, Erik?" my father asked.
Cursing internally, I nodded. "Yeah, I just can't believe how good this steak always is." It wasn't a lie, Dad made a killer steak.
Thankfully, no one questioned why one of my hands was under the table, and I'd made sure to cut the steak into chunks in advance specifically for this exact reason. Finishing its journey, my finger reached the plus button, the symbol gently pressing into my skin. This was the deciding moment. Once I pushed this button there would be no going back, no way of pretending that I had no idea of what was going on.
On the plus side, there was no way Elayne would be able to immediately confront me about it, not without giving everything away to our parents. There was also the chance that I was completely off base here, that this remote wasn't what I suspected and that pressing it would have no impact whatsoever. I honestly wasn't sure if I wanted that or not.
I pressed the button.
The reaction was immediate although, to Elayne's credit, I'm positive that our parents didn't notice since they weren't focused on her like I was. Her body stiffened and I could hear her legs shift together under the table. She also inhaled, and I realized my timing hadn't been the best as she'd just taken a sip of water. Coughing loudly, she set her glass down heavily enough that some of the liquid sloshed over the lip, spilling onto the table.
"Careful," my mother chided, shaking her head ruefully. "I always tell you that you eat too quickly for your own good."
"You're right. Sorry, Mom," Elayne said once she'd finished coughing and had caught her breath. Her eyes almost imperceptibly flicked over in my direction, but she didn't say anything to me.
For my part, my mouth suddenly felt insanely dry. Holy shit. I was right. My sister was wearing a vibrator. Taking a sip of my own water, I strained my ears, trying my hardest to see if I could hear any buzzing sounds. Nothing. I didn't know anything at all about vibrators so I had no idea if they were quiet enough that you couldn't hear them, but given how they worked, that didn't seem likely. Of course, the other option was that it was inside her.
Feeling the blood rushing to my head at the thought, I desperately downed the rest of my glass and jumped to my feet. "Anyone else need a refill?"
Elayne shook her head, still not looking at me, but my dad finished the last of his water before handing me his empty glass. "Thanks."
"No problem," I said, grabbing it and making a beeline for the kitchen. Once I arrived, I set the glasses down and immediately pulled the remote out of my pocket. Two lights greeted me, showing that I had, in fact, increased the intensity as suspected. Three more lights must mean that there was still a decent way to go, but I also had no idea how much each one might ramp up. At the end of the day, this was all just an extremely crazy prank and the last thing I wanted to do was get my sister in trouble with our parents. Not that I thought they'd care about her owning a vibrator, but wearing it to dinner was a completely separate matter. I still couldn't wrap my head around what had driven her to do it.
As I filled the glasses with cold water from the fridge, I struggled to decide if I should push things any further or leave them be. I'd already had my fun, managed to tease my sister in the most unbelievable way, and learned a lot of things I'd never expected about her. If I was being reasonable, there was absolutely zero reason to turn on that third light. And yet...
A part of me was insanely curious to see what kind of reaction I might get.
I made my way back to the dining room, water glasses in hand, and paused in the doorway. My parents were still eating, chatting with each other about something related to work, but Elayne was just lying there, leaning back in her chair. Her neck was resting against the top of the chair--her brown hair cascading down its back--with her eyes closed and her lips drawn into an incredibly faint smile. Looking closely, I could tell from the rise and fall of her chest that she was breathing deeply but shallowly, and while I'd be lying if I said my eyes didn't flick over her breasts to check for hardened nipples--I couldn't make anything out--they quickly moved away since looking at her like that felt wrong.
To me, it was blatantly obvious exactly what was going on and how much she had to be enjoying the little toy buzzing around inside of her, but to her credit, there was no way our parents would be able to guess that anything was happening on the other side of the table.
Setting my dad's glass down, I returned to my seat, took another sip of water, and then subtly glanced over at Elayne. There was no discernible change from earlier, other than maybe a slight tremor as she shifted in her seat. Before I was even fully aware of it, my finger pressed the button a second time.
Her eyes shot wide open as she jumped upward in her seat, a noise coming from her mouth that was clearly a moan disguised as a cough. "Oh, shit!" she shouted. "Sorry, I totally forgot I have to send an important email to Professor Lawson. I have to run!" Before anyone could react, she was gone, racing out of the room before her footsteps could be heard pounding up the stairs.
"Well that was unusual," my mom said, frowning softly. "Elayne's not usually one to swear, and considering how well she did this semester I expected her to be teasing you about it. Do you know if something is going on?"
I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head. "Nope, nothing really comes to mind." My hand in my pocket tightened around the remote, and I carefully hit the minus button once. I hadn't expected a reaction that strong, maybe I'd gone too far. "I'm sure she's just a bit stressed out after working so hard this semester."
"Hmmm, I suppose so. Maybe you could go check in on her? I know the two of you don't like us commenting on it, but your father and I would love to see you getting along like you used to."
"It's not like we're that distant," I said with a frown. "Besides, we grew up. Isn't it only natural for siblings to drift apart a bit once they get older?" I knew what my mom was talking about, of course. Elayne and I used to regularly have a movie night each weekend where we'd watch a movie together on the living room sofa. Towards the end of middle school, it had begun to fall off, and then once high school had started it had completely died out. A part of me did miss it if I was being honest, but it was a long time ago and things had changed.
"Please, just a quick check? She doesn't talk with us as much as she used to," my mom said.
I sighed. "Alright, fine. I'll go see if anything is up."
My mom beamed at me as I got up from the table and left, clearly pleased. As I made my way back upstairs, I knew there was no way in fucking hell that I was going anywhere near my sister's room. Not now, not after what had just happened at dinner. It had gotten dark enough outside by this point that I could tell the light in her room wasn't even on from how dark the hallway was. I tried my hardest not to imagine what she might be up to in the dark. Almost certainly not sending an email to her biology professor, that was for sure. I knew it was only a matter of time before we ended up talking about what I'd done, but as far as I was concerned, it wasn't something I was going to be the one to bring up.
Stepping into my room, I immediately noticed that the bathroom light was back on, indicating that Elayne was likely inside. I couldn't hear the water running, though, so she wasn't taking a shower. The next thing I noticed was that there was slightly too much light filtering into my room. Quietly moving closer, I realized that when I'd passed through earlier, I'd pulled the door closed behind me but it hadn't fully shut--leaving the tiniest amount of a crack possible. Elayne must not have noticed, since from her side the door would have looked closed. Not really thinking about it, I took one, brief look through the gap, preparing to silently close the door to respect her privacy.
I froze, my heart stuck in my throat. The last thing I'd expected to see was my sister standing in front of the mirror with her hands cupping her bare tits. And so help me, were they a fucking amazing pair of tits. I didn't know anything about cup sizes, or how any of that worked, but in my eyes, they were perfect. Firm, pert, and given the way they rested in her palms, a pretty generous handful.
Despite knowing that I absolutely should not be looking at any of this, I couldn't tear my eyes away, especially as her fingers slowly drifted upwards to gently pinch her nipples. My cock, which had already been stiffening, reached the point where I was forced to reach down and reposition in it my boxers so that it wasn't so painful. The fact that there was a small bead of pre-cum that ended up smearing across my palm did not make me proud. This was so wrong.
But it was also seriously, fucking hot. Hot enough that I couldn't stop myself from seeing what Elayne might do next.
Reaching down, her hand slipped between her legs, hidden by the marble countertop. I'd certainly never in my life expected to watch my sister finger herself, but a moment later her hand came back into view--a small, pink object dangling from her fingers. The vibrator. Now that it was outside her pussy, I could ever so faintly hear it buzzing away. To my shock, the situation only got more insane as she raised it to her lips and sucked it into her mouth, a small moan escaping her lips. I slapped my hand to my mouth as my cock throbbed at the undeniably sexual sound, not to mention the spectacle I was witnessing.
My twin sister was sucking her own pussy juices off the vibrator that had been buzzing away inside her while we'd been eating dinner as a family. And I still had the remote control.
I staggered backward, away from the door, my mind reeling. Before today, I'd never once looked at my sister in a sexual way. I mean, sure, as we were growing up I'd noticed her boobs getting larger and had always thought she looked pretty, but not like that. Not sexually. She was my sister for crying out loud. I fell into my bed on my back, the back of my arm resting over my eyes as if it could block out the sight that was now permanently seared into my brain.
"Shit," I heard her faintly mutter before a moment later the small crack of light coming from the bathroom vanished as she quietly closed the door, sending my room into pitch blackness. I lay there in my bed--my heart beating like it was trying to break out of my chest--completely and utterly confused. Why the fuck was my cock harder than it had ever been before and when had my sister become so fucking sexy?
As those thoughts spun around my head, I slowly drifted off to sleep, making sure to hit the power button on the remote that was still clutched in my hand. After all, there was always a chance I might be able to mess around with it more tomorrow.
Chapter 2: School
Actually falling asleep had been extremely difficult. I'd been unable to stop thinking about Elayne or the shocking scene I'd witnessed in the bathroom which had kept my cock at full mast. The easy solution would have been to just jerk one out, and I desperately wanted to, but with my sister's face floating in my mind I couldn't go through with it. Eventually, unconsciousness had thankfully swept me into a sea of darkness.
Elayne was lying on the dining room table, completely naked with her legs spread in a wide V. With one arm holding her propped up, the other reached down to spread the lips of her pussy wide open, giving me a clear view of her pink insides. "Hey bro, how about you have my pussy for dinner tonight?"
I woke up with a jolt, nearly smashing my head into the cabinets over my bed. Fuck! Why did that dream have to have been so damn hot when it should have repulsed me. Elayne was my sister, there was no way I was ever going to go down on her.
Things only got worse when I glanced at my clock and realized I was way behind schedule. Leaping out of bed, I rushed over to the bathroom. The light system didn't work as well in the morning with the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. Usually, it wasn't as much of an issue since we'd adjusted our schedules around each other and Elayne went first. Even so, I made sure to knock before I opened the door.
Of course, the first thing that I saw as I looked in the mirror wasn't my bed-disheveled hair, but rather Elayne pinching her nipples. I blinked and the image was gone. Fuck, I really needed to get over this. Stripping out of the shirt and boxers I'd fallen asleep in, I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. I sighed as the hot water hit me. Even though we shared a bathroom, we both liked the exact same temperature of water, so I never had to worry about adjusting it each time to find the perfect spot. It was probably the only "twin" thing about us since we'd never been able to finish the other's thoughts or anything like that.
I hurried to soap myself down, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't spend a bit of extra time with my cock. Elayne and her fantastic tits were still living rent-free in my head, though, so I held myself back from going as far as I would have liked. A part of me was afraid I'd never be able to get off again without thinking about her, but I buried it. This was a short, stupid phase that in a week I'd look back on in embarrassment and then hardly think about again. Right?
Finishing up in the shower, I quickly dried off, grabbed my old clothes, and went back to my room. I threw yesterday's clothes in the basket at the base of my bed before pulling on a fresh pair of boxers, jeans, and a T-shirt. A hoodie went on over the shirt since it was December, but regardless of the temperature I always wore T-shirts year-round. I was just about to leave the room when I stopped. Turning to my bed, I saw the remote lying on my bedside table, next to my clock. There was no reason to grab it, but that didn't stop me from tucking it in my pocket before heading downstairs.
None of it made any sense. Elayne knew I had the remote now, and while I still had no idea what had driven her to use it at dinner last night, it wasn't like she was just going to slip it back inside herself and wear it all day long. Especially since, even though the semester was officially over, we still had the final day of classes wrapping up whatever loose odds and ends. Just thinking about her doing exactly that caused my dick to stiffen in my pants, forcing me to readjust myself before I stepped into the dining room where the rest of my family was wrapping up breakfast.
"Morning, sleepy head," my mom said, greeting me with a smile. "Sweet dreams?"
I can't imagine she could ever imagine that the image that flashed through my head at that moment was Elayne spreading her pussy for me, but that's exactly how fucked up I was. Feeling my face heating up I quickly took my seat, making sure not to look over at my sister. "Yeah, it was fine. Sorry I'm late." Shoving a waffle into my mouth saved me from having to say anything else.
Well, I'll go get the car heated," my dad said, finishing the last of his coffee as he rose to his feet.
The college Elayne and I went to was on the way to his work, so we'd ended up driving together each morning. Both of us had our driver's licenses, and our parents had given us their old car so we could get around on our own if need be, but carpooling just made more sense usually.
"Honey, are you sure you're okay?" my mom asked.
At first, I thought she was still talking to me, but then I realized she was looking over at Elayne.
"I told you, I'm fine," she grumbled, sounding more tired than I thought was usual. "As I said, I just didn't get a whole lot of sleep, unlike this jerk." She finished by elbowing me, although it wasn't very hard.
If only she knew how I'd slept. Message received, though, her out-of-place hostility very much let me know that she knew I'd messed with her remote. Which of course made me think of it, and the fact I could feel it tucked up against my leg. Out of pure curiosity--and certainly no other reason--I dropped one of my hands under the table and pressed the power button to the remote through my pants.
I truly, honestly did not expect anything to happen. So when Elayne stiffened up in her chair next to me and exhaled loudly, I was absolutely flabbergasted. Was she fucking serious right now? She'd put the vibrator back inside herself? Why?
"Erik, your mouth is hanging open, that's rude," my mom said sternly, pulling me out of my thoughts that were now in a violent tailspin.
"Sorry," I stammered. "Just... just a little out of it, today."
"I don't know what's going on with the two of you this morning, but just because today is mostly a formality, I don't want you slacking off, okay? Tomorrow you are more than welcome to fully enter vacation mode."
"Got it." Before anyone could say anything else I hopped to my feet. "I'm gonna go ahead, see you in the car." The last thing I wanted right now was to have a moment alone with Elayne, without our parents around to prevent her from bringing up whatever the fuck was going on. Before stepping into the garage, I did fish the remote out of my pocket, though, noting that only a single light was on before pushing it back into my pocket. When I'd turned it off it had still been on the second setting, so it seemed like it had reset from being powered down. It wasn't information I really needed to know, but I supposed I was learning more about my sister's toy the more I used it.
An added advantage to arriving first was that I could take the front seat which meant there wouldn't be a chance for Elayne to sit in the back with me, as well as giving me the chance to be able to still see her in the mirrors. I realized that on the way to the garage, I'd already made up my mind to keep messing with her. If she was going to stick a vibrator up her pussy, knowing that I still had control, then that was on her, not me. That was how I justified it, at least.
The car was already pleasantly warm as I took my seat and fastened my seatbelt, my dad giving me a welcoming grunt as I joined him. It was only a moment later before Elayne stepped into the garage and, of course, my eyes were pulled to her like a magnet.
Like me, she was wearing a hoodie so I couldn't fully tell what kind of shirt she was wearing, but the zipper was slightly down, giving a peek at her collarbones. Fuck. Other girls had attractive-looking necks that I wouldn't mind kissing, not my sister. I had to get it together. Below it, she was wearing a skirt that stopped a few inches before her knees, accompanied by black tights thanks to the cold weather. They only enhanced her long legs, though, which I firmly jerked my eyes away from. I was not going to start lusting over my sister, as much as my cock clearly wanted me to. Part of me whispered that fucking her with a vibrator was a very dangerous step away from that, but I blocked it out.
"Let's go," she sighed as she slid into the back seat, closing the door and clicking her seatbelt into place. I wasn't entirely sure but I was pretty sure I felt her knee jab into the back of my seat.
Dad was, thankfully, like me, less into conversation, so it wasn't strange at all for our morning drives to pass in silence, outside of whatever song was playing on the radio. I waited a few blocks before setting my plan into motion, carefully getting my hand into position over my pocket in a way that wouldn't draw any attention. Once I was ready, I hit the plus button, increasing the vibrator to its second setting.
There was every possibility Elayne had found a moment to slip the vibe out before joining us in the car. It's what would have made the most sense, to me at least, so for the second time in one day, I was absolutely floored as a soft whimper floated out from the back seat. She was seriously wearing it to school. No. Fucking. Way. I was starting to wonder if I'd somehow woken up in an alternate reality, where up was down and nothing made any sense anymore.
"Everything okay back there?" my dad called back, glancing into the rearview mirror but still keeping his eyes on the road.
It was a moment before my sister responded. "Yeah. Might have had one too many waffles. Don't worry."
I struggled not to snort in amusement. My dad would probably buy it since there was no way he could imagine his little angel getting off in the backseat, but there was no way that sound had been an overly full stomach. Too many waffles my ass.
I left her on two for several more blocks, doing my best not to think about what was happening in the back seat, even though my ears were fully at attention, straining for even the slightest noises that Elayne might make. And she was making noise, although it was incredibly hard to hear over the music. There was no way our father would catch it, but it was having a noticeable effect on the limited amount of room in the crotch of my pants while I was sitting down. I had to struggle to shift around in the seat to try and readjust into a comfortable position without cluing in either of them to my predicament.
We finally reached the road construction that was along the way before much longer and I set the second part of my plan into motion. The road here was in pretty bad shape and they'd closed off one lane in each direction to fix at a time. They were nearly finished, but there was still another week to go, meaning we'd have a bumpy ride for the next few miles. It was the perfect excuse for some less-than-normal noises from the backseat.
I almost felt bad as I pressed the plus button once more, bringing the vibe up to its third setting, but Elayne was the one who'd put herself in this situation. I'd be an idiot not to take advantage of it. Or, at least, that was how I explained it to myself.
The first moan that came from the back nearly caused me to lose it. I became so caught up in the uncomfortably hot noises my sister was making that it took me a while to notice just how clever she was being. Each of the louder, easier-to-hear moans was carefully timed to line up with moments when the car jolted from the condition of the road--allowing her to disguise them as a groan. It was honestly impressive, and I would have congratulated her if I'd been capable of anything other than concentrating on desperately trying not to cream my pants. Every hidden moan from her sent another surge racing through my cock, and it wasn't long before I began to wonder if I was the one torturing her or if it was actually the other way around.
I snuck a look at the side mirror and was rewarded with the sight of Elayne's cheeks flushed an undeniable red. She was feeling it too alright. God, she looked so fucking hot. I didn't even feel too bad when the image of her playing with her nipples filtered back to the forefront of my thoughts. Without thinking I pressed the plus on the remote again, bringing it up higher than I ever had before.
"Fuck!" Elayne shouted, her eyes bulging. I quickly jerked my eyes away from the mirror, but not before I felt us make the briefest moment of eye contact.
Luckily for her, we'd happened to hit a pothole at the exact same moment, giving her the perfect out. "Sorry, I'm sorry," my dad called out, "That's a new one. All good?"
"No!" she snapped back, clearly breathing heavily. "That's too much, scale it down a notch, please."
The car slowed down a bit, but I knew that wasn't what she was talking about. Guilt tying my stomach in a knot, I quickly hit the minus button on the remote, dropping her back down to the third setting. I probably should have gone lower, but I stopped there. If she wanted it lower, Elayne gave no indication, the soft moans now fully back in all their glory.
As we neared the end of the construction, I moved to once again lower the setting on the vibrator, only to notice that her noises from the back had completely stopped. Was she... trying to show me that there was no need to drop it? I felt like it had to be me assuming things, so I snuck another quick look at the mirror to try and see what kind of shape she was in.
It was a mistake. Her eyes immediately locked onto mine, boring into me. I swallowed, unable to pull away from her gaze. Did she expect me to say something? Do something? This was the first time we'd ever actively acknowledged what I was doing to her, and even if she was just looking at me and not saying anything I felt myself withering. I'd fucked up. Badly.
And then her eyes slightly rolled upward, her mouth opened wide, and her entire body violently trembled. She came, and hard by the looks of it, without making a single sound. The sight was more than I could take after everything that had just gone on and I'm not at all proud to say that I exploded, all over the inside of my pants. Definitely not my greatest moment. I also wasn't as quiet as she somehow managed to be, although I did attempt to disguise it with a poorly timed groan of my own.
Post-nut clarity struck me at that exact moment, filling me with shame and also making me realize just how fucked we were. Both of us had cum in the car, and it was only a matter of time before that unmistakable scent would make its presence known. Our only saving grace was that the school was right after the construction ended, so within five minutes we were both throwing open our respective doors and rushing out of the car. Our father gave us a bemused look before waving and driving away, thankfully completely oblivious to what his children had just done under his nose.
This was also the first time I'd been left alone with Elayne since the madness had begun. She took a step in my direction, a determined look on her face, before, to my saving grace, one of her best friends called out to her.
"Not. Four," she hissed as she walked past me, and then she was gone, rushing over to join her group of friends as if it was a perfectly normal day. As if there wasn't a little, pink, bullet vibrator thrumming away in her tight little pussy. It was impossible to imagine, despite being exactly what was happening. A part of me was tempted to set it all the way to five as she began walking away, but instead, I ended up lowering it down to two. For some bizarre reason, she'd trusted me with the remote, and I found myself wanting to, what, earn that trust? It didn't make sense, but nothing about this situation did.
Still somewhat dazed, I ducked into the first bathroom I passed on the way to my math class and took a moment in one of the stalls to clean myself up as best as possible. There was only so much I could do, but it definitely helped. Once I made it to the lecture hall, I dropped into a seat in the back of the room, my hand idly playing with the remote in my pocket. As my professor began lecturing I knew that I should be paying attention, even if we weren't going to be tested on any of this, but try as I might, I couldn't stop thinking of the sight of Elayne in the back seat of the car, cumming. It had looked so fucking hot, even if she was my sister. A part of me whispered that it was even better because of that, and once again I ignored it.
I was so distracted by thoughts of Elayne that I only realized that the lecture had ended as the other students around me began filing out of the room. Hurrying to join them, I quickly made my way down the hall to my next class, determined to be a better student this time. I heard her laugh from around the corner, moments before my sister came into view--deep in conversation with two of her friends. My eyes immediately dropped to her crotch, filling me with a deep sense of shame. I don't know why I even did it, it wasn't like there was a way I'd be able to see the vibe hidden away inside her. We passed, and I thought she hadn't noticed me until she gave me a quick wink. She really was loving this.
Deciding to push her limits, I casually reached down and pushed the plus button on the remote, smirking as I heard her abruptly gasp from behind me.
"Hmm? What's up, Elayne?" her friend asked.
"It's... nothing, don't worry about it," she stammered. "I just--"
I couldn't hear the remainder of whatever excuse she came up with as they got too far away and the noise from everyone else in the hallway drowned them out. I was surprised she was capable of talking so smoothly while a vibe was buzzing away inside her, even a little impressed. The real question, though, was how long she could last. While she'd made it very clear that the next setting up was off-limits, this third setting had been all it had taken for her to get off in the car. And no matter how skilled she was at staying quiet, I felt like there was no way people wouldn't know what was happening if they could see her. It almost made me wish we shared the next class together.
By the time I dropped into my seat for the next lecture, I was already regretting what I'd done. Teasing Elayne was all well and good, but I didn't want to go beyond that--even if she had brought this on herself. Setting the vibe back down to its first setting, I firmly put it out of my mind and resolved to be a better student. The rest of the school day passed in a blur, my thoughts still torn between Elayne and doing my best to pay attention to my various professors. Once the final lesson ended, I was more than ready to get out of there and get home--especially considering the ride back had the potential to be just as entertaining as this morning's.
Except Elayne was missing from the parking lot.
"Excuse me, have you seen my sister?" I asked one of the girls nearby who I usually saw her hanging out with.
She gave me a confused look before finally seeming to recognize me. "Oh, Elayne? She left early, right after lunch. Said she wasn't feeling well."
I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach. It was my fault. I'd pushed things too far. My mom drove up to the curb a moment later and I climbed into the front seat, noticing that she didn't seem to be surprised by the absence of my sister.
"Just us today. I'm glad you're feeling well, though. I was worried something might have been wrong with breakfast."
"You know about Elayne?"
My mom gave me an extremely weird look. "Of course, she sent a text to the family group."
Her words made me realize just how massive of an idiot I was. My phone. I'd been so caught up thinking about the damn vibrator my sister was using that I'd completely forgotten about it. That's how out of it I was.
"Now I am worried about you."
"I'm fine," I said, pulling out my phone and seeing that, yes, I'd missed a whole conversation between Elayne and my parents. She hadn't mentioned the vibe, of course, just that her stomach was hurting and she was going to rest up. "Let's just go home, it was a long day."
"I'm sorry," I texted Elayne directly, hoping it would help.
The rest of the trip home passed in silence, but the lack of any response from my sister had the knot in my stomach tying even tighter. Once we made it home, my mom and I found my dad already seated at the dinner table with steaming plates of last night's leftovers spread out. My sister wasn't there.
"Elayne still isn't feeling well," my dad explained. "Said she was going to skip dinner and just try and get some rest."
Now I was getting really worried. Had I hurt her somehow? Or did she just really not want to see me that much? I had no idea what was going on and it was killing me. The last thing I'd wanted to do was drive a massive wedge in our relationship.
Dinner passed mostly in silence, with me only giving curt answers as my parents asked about my day. Once I'd finished eating I quickly excused myself, saying I was tired and going to call it a day early as well, before I made my way up to my room. I hesitated outside the door for a moment, debating walking farther down the hall to Elayne's door to check on her. Deciding it was probably best to leave her alone, I pushed open my door and then immediately froze in the doorway.
Elayne was sitting cross-legged on the foot of my bed, looking directly at me. "We need to talk."
Chapter 3: Talk
"We need to talk."
The words sent a jolt of alarm racing down my spine as I closed the door to my room behind me. A series of questions rapidly flashed through my head. What the hell was my sister doing in here? How long had she been waiting like this? Was that T-shirt the only thing she was wearing? And was the vibe still inside her?
The last two, in particular, were extremely out of place, certainly not ones I would have thought even just yesterday, but that's the mental space I was in after today. "Talk? About what?" I didn't want to be the one to bring it up, so I tossed the ball back into her court, moving over to drop into my desk chair.
Elayne arched an eyebrow at me. "I dunno, maybe the remote control you took from my room? Or how about the fact you gave me an orgasm in the car this morning? Or maybe about how you left me on the third setting for the entire. Fucking. Afternoon."
The blood drained from my face. "No. No way. I dropped it back down to the lowest setting only a few minutes after raising it to that level. I realized it was going to be too much!"
"The remote only has a limited range, dumbass. If you change the intensity while it's too far away then it doesn't take effect until you get close enough. I dropped down to a one as soon as you got home."
Holy shit. Did that mean it was really still inside her? My eyes couldn't help but drop down to her crotch once again, the long shirt she was wearing pooling in her lap as she sat cross-legged.
"Pervert."
My eyes shot back up to meet hers. There was a small smirk on her lips. "No, I just--"
"Was wondering if my pussy had a vibe in it, I know."
Hearing my sister say the word "pussy" to me was something I'd never imagined would happen. I was even more embarrassed as my dick began to harden. "I mean... are you?"
Elayne's eyes widened as my face heated up like the sun. "You already have the ability to figure that out on your own," she slowly replied.
Was she... daring me to use the remote? This whole situation was insanity. I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that the best thing I could possibly do in this situation was to apologize and give the remote back to her. So, of course, I reached into my pocket, grabbed it, and pressed the plus button twice.
My sister immediately moaned, so loudly that I jumped in surprise and desperately prayed that our parents were both still downstairs. A moment later, I realized I could hear a buzzing noise, which didn't make any sense.
"Just kidding," she said, smiling cheekily as she reached down and pulled the pink vibe into view from where it had been hidden in her lap. It dangled from her fingers on a thin strap, buzzing wildly. "I'm impressed. Didn't think you'd actually try it when we were alone like this." In one, smooth motion, she bounced to her feet--her long, bare legs flashing into view. "Come on, let's finish this convo in my room."
I didn't ask why we couldn't do it here, I just followed behind her in a daze, belatedly realizing I should turn the vibe off as we passed through the bathroom. My eyes were glued to the shape of her ass that her shirt barely concealed as she crossed her room before dropping down onto her own bed--this time with her legs dangling off the side instead of underneath her. Elayne frowned as she saw me staying by the bathroom door.
"Come, sit," she said, patting the sheets at her side. "I promise I don't bite."
"I'm... not sure that's a great idea." I swallowed thickly. "You're basically half naked. I shouldn't even be in here."
Elayne pouted. "Please? I feel like after everything you've put me through in the last day, the least you owe me is a brief chat. And it'll be way more comfortable sitting down on the bed than standing over there."
I couldn't deny that she was right, on both counts, so I reluctantly walked over and joined her--although I sat down further away than where she'd indicated. It was meaningless, as she immediately shifted over, her leg brushing against mine.
"So, let's get right to the point." She placed her hand on my thigh, her eyes looking directly into mine. "Why'd you steal your sister's remote?"
"I... I don't know. It was stupid. I just saw it there and thought there was no way it was real. And if it somehow was, then it would let me play an amazing prank on you. At the end of the day, I just wasn't thinking. I know it was wrong. I'm sorry." The words came out in a desperate rush, embarrassment flooding through me.
There was a long moment of silence before she gently squeezed my leg. "Erik. I'm not angry with you. I'm the one who chose to use it again today, after all. To tell the truth, this whole thing has worked out way better without me having control over the remote."
"Worked out?" I finally looked over at her, frowning. "Wait, did you plan this whole thing?!"
Elayne blinked before quickly shaking her head. "No, no, not at all. The vibe only arrived yesterday. I was so excited to try it out that I popped it right in, and then almost immediately after Mom called out that dinner was ready. I knew that I should have taken it out, but god, it felt so good buzzing away inside me I didn't want to. Plus, the idea of wearing it to dinner secretly was such a massive turn-on. So I left it inside. I never imagined you'd be up in my room so I wasn't as careful with the remote as I should have been."
I did my best to stay as still as I could, not wanting my sister to realize how excited I was getting from what we were discussing. "But... buying a vibe and then wearing it to school? I never would have imagined that was something you'd be into."
She shifted in place, her thighs grinding together in a way that made me swallow. "I just get... extremely horny sometimes."
"Like... fuck a bunch of strangers horny?" It definitely wasn't the right thing to say, but it popped out anyway.
She punched my arm, hard, but the smile on her lips let me know she wasn't actually angry. "Not like that, I'm not some kind of slut. For the record, I'll have you know that I've never slept with anyone."
I swallowed. Fuck, why did that have to make my dick twitch?
"But what about you, bro? Find anyone to poke with your cock in the first semester? Maybe that's why you only got a 3.7?"
My mouth fell open and I struggled to come up with a response. Both because this was an absolutely wild conversation to be having with my sister, but also because she'd decided now of all times to bring up the difference in our grades. "What? No. I was too busy studying to get good grades to spend much time doing anything else."
"Interesting, so that means--"
Whatever she was going to say was cut off by the sound of someone knocking on her bedroom door. Of course, it could only be one of our parents, so I immediately freaked out. The door was already opening, though, meaning there was no way I'd be able to make it to the bathroom in time.
"Quick, under the sheets," Elayne hissed, pulling them up off her bed. "Stay behind me and don't move a muscle."
It was only after I'd done as she'd instructed that I realized there was no way whoever it was could have known what we were talking about, and that there wasn't anything inherently wrong with me being in my sister's room. By that point, Elayne had already slipped in after me, sliding backward until I was essentially spooning her. If anything, this was only going to make things dramatically worse if my presence was noticed.
"Elayne? Are you feeling any better, honey?" my mother asked, her head poking in through the doorway.
"I am," Elayne replied, grinding her ass backward into me. "A lot better, in fact."
My mouth fell open in astonishment. Was she seriously doing this? Now? My traitorous cock was enjoying it, however, stiffening up and pressing into her hard enough that there was no way she couldn't feel it.
"Well, that's good to hear, at least. If you're hungry, there's still some leftovers on the top shelf in the fridge. Feel free to help yourself."
"Thanks, Mom. By the way, please don't pressure Erik about his grades. I'm sure he tried his hardest." She rubbed her butt back into me, even more than before.
I would have groaned if it wouldn't have given me away.
While I couldn't see our mother's face, I could tell from her voice that she was wearing a confused expression. "It's nice to see you looking out for your brother, but you don't need to worry about that. Your father and I are both very proud of the two of you."
I couldn't help but wonder how proud they'd be if they knew we were dry-humping each other under the sheets at that very moment.
"Anyways, I'll let you get to sleep. See you in the morning, dear."
"Night, Mom!"
Elayne waited a moment after I heard the door close before she flipped over to face me, an excited grin on her face. My heart jumped, and I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. She also didn't pull away, leaving our faces far closer than I could ever remember them being. My eyes dropped to her lips and how soft they looked. Quickly growing flustered, I scrambled for something to say. "Did you have to bring me up? Were you trying to get us caught?"
Elayne's eyes twinkled. "Of course not, but you have to admit, didn't it turn you on, doing something so inappropriate directly in front of Mom?"
My cock twitched again and I hated that she was right. "Yes, but--"
"Listen, this whole situation has got me thinking. More than anything else, what I've learned over the last day is how fucking good it feels when you're not the one providing the... stimulation. The vibe was one layer of that, but then you being the one to control it made things even more incredible. Since neither of us is dating anyone..."
She trailed off, her cheeks all but glowing a bright red. Apparently, actually saying it out loud was too much even for her, but it was blatantly obvious exactly what she meant. And it blew my mind. If someone had told me I'd ever be talking about this with my sister, I would have punched them in the face and called them sick. I knew I should be opposed to it, that my immediate reaction should be to turn her down, but lying there in her bed, our bodies pressed together, I wasn't sure what to do.
"I--I'm... not sure, this all feels a little weird."
"It's only weird if you make it weird. Besides, it's not like I'm asking you to fuck me."
I don't know what kind of facial expression I made, but it made her choke back a laugh. "Unless you want to fuck me?" She bit her lip in a way that was wholly unfair, one of her eyebrows raising upward.
"No! I mean... kind of yes, but at the same time, no!"
Elayne laughed, shaking her head slightly. "Trust me, I know the feeling. Don't worry, I'm not that horny."
At least not yet.
She didn't say the words, but I knew without a fraction of a doubt that we were both thinking them.
"Did we just..."
"...do the twin thing?" she finished, looking at me in astonishment.
It shouldn't have meant much, and I'm pretty sure we were both aware that twin telepathy wasn't real, but in that moment, I felt a closer connection with Elayne than ever before. "Fine, I suppose we can at least try it out. But if it gets weird then we stop, okay?"
"Yes!" Her eyes lit up as she seemed to bounce with joy. "You're the best brother ever."
And then my sister's lips were pressed against mine.
Contrary to my expectations, it wasn't weird at all. In fact, it was rather nice. I lost myself in the kiss--amazed at how soft Elayne's lips felt pressed against my own--although it ended sooner than I would have liked as my sister pulled back.
"Well, was that weird?"
I shook my head. "Not really. A part of me knows that we shouldn't be doing any of this, but that ultimately just makes it hotter."
"Yay! See, you're getting it now!"
I laughed. "So... how does this work? What kind of rules are there in terms of what we can and cannot do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like... can I just touch your boobs now, or what?"
"I don't know, can you?"
Elayne's breathing deepened and her eyes were locked onto mine as my hand shifted over to her waist and began slowly creeping up her side. I paused for a moment once I reached her upper chest, building up the courage to take the next step. My sister's tits. The sight of them from the night before flashed before my eyes, and I couldn't constrain myself any longer.
As my hand shifted down to cup her breast, I realized several things at once. The first was that she clearly wasn't wearing a bra under her shirt, not from how soft and supple it felt--not to mention that I could distinctly feel her hardened nipple pressing into my palm. The second was just how perfectly it fit into my hand, overflowing it slightly, but molded together in such a way that it felt like we were made to do this. And the third was a realization that I now wanted to do far more to my sister's boobs than simply mere touching.
"Just so you know, my nipples are super sensitive," Elayne said with a grin. "As for rules--"
She cut off with a hiss of pleasure as I gently tweaked the nipple I had access to through her shirt to test what she'd said. The sound was music to my ears and caused my cock to only get harder than it already was.
"As for the rules," she began again, giving me a playfully stern look. "I think the only things that matter are that we're both comfortable and having a good time and that our parents never find out what we're doing. This is very much an experiment, so we'll just have to try things out and see where it goes."
"That sounds good to me," I replied, only half paying attention as I continued to grope her.
"Someone sure seems to be enjoying themself," she said with an amused chuckle. "Can I take this to mean you're a boobs-over-ass guy, then?"
I nodded fervently. "Very much so, and especially when they're as incredible looking as yours are."
"And how would you know what your sister's tits look like?" she asked, giving me a curious but not upset look.
I could feel my face burning as I desperately attempted to explain. "I... might have snuck a peek at you last night, after dinner, when you were enjoying yourself in the bathroom. The door was cracked slightly open."
"Oh." Elayne's cheeks flushed a pretty pink before she bit her lower lip, and then let it pop back out of her mouth. "Want to see them again, only much, much closer this time?"
"Yes. Please." My response was immediate, and I would have been embarrassed at the speed if I hadn't been so incredibly turned on.
She shifted slightly, her upper body rising upwards off the bed and causing the sheets to pool at her waist. "There's only one little problem. I'm not wearing anything at all under this shirt, so if I take it off, I'll be completely naked. Is that okay with you?"
I swear my brain nearly short-circuited. "I... I'm okay with that, as long as you are," I stammered, my eyes locked onto the two tents in her shirt. I could easily make out her nipples. Were we really doing this? Was she actually about to strip naked?
Elayne's hands briefly disappeared under the sheets--her arms crossing in an x--before coming back into view with the hem of her shirt gripped in her fingers. She hesitated for a moment once she reached her stomach before, in one swift, smooth motion, she peeled the shirt off and let it drop on the floor.
At that moment, I knew that I would never forget the sight before me. Her breasts were just as I remembered them from last night, firm, pert, and standing proudly out from her chest without even the slightest hint of sag. Crowning each of them like a diamond, her nipples poked out, veritably begging to be sucked on. And I couldn't resist their call.
I lunged forward, nearly tackling my sister--her crystalline laughter filling my ears. We landed with me on top of her, but in such a way that one of her thighs was pressed against my cock while one of mine was nestled in her crotch as I ended up straddling her leg. I only even vaguely noticed the position since it was providing my cock a nice surface to grind against because the rest of my attention was entirely focused on the nipple that was now in my mouth.
Swirling my tongue around it, I sucked and was immediately rewarded with a moan from my sister's lips. Her hand slid into my hair, gripping it and pulling me tighter against her. Encouraged, I continued to suck away, one of my hands finding her other breast so that it wasn't left out of the party. In response, Elayne clapped her other hand over her mouth as she let out another cry of pleasure. Given our parents' room was right down the hall, I appreciated her efforts to not get us caught.
Not wanting to leave her other nipple to just my fingers, I reluctantly let the one I was currently sucking on slip free, before quickly moving my head over to latch on to the other one. Once again, I used my fingers to make sure the first wasn't left out, and this time with my spit still coating it I was able to make her cry out even louder. At the same time, we were both grinding together under the sheets and my dick was making it painfully clear that I was getting incredibly close to coating the inside of my boxers for the second time in a single day. Not that I was going to let that stop me, although a part of me wished that I'd also stripped down.
"Fuck, are you actually going to make me cum from just my nipples alone?" my sister gasped from between her fingers. "I've never been able to do that on my own."
A sense of pride filled me, and I redoubled my efforts, desperately wanting to make her orgasm now. I continued to shift my mouth back and forth between her tits, sucking and slurping, nipping and twisting to my heart's content. The whole situation was so incredibly wrong and yet so incredibly right. It didn't matter that it was my sister's nipples I was devouring, because anything that felt this fucking good couldn't be a bad thing.
It wasn't much longer before I felt Elayne's entire body tense under me--her thigh digging painfully into my dick--with both of her hands now clamped over her mouth to muffle her deliciously sexy noises. Unable to contain my own pleasure, my cock throbbed hard once before yet again exploding inside my pants. I collapsed at her side, both of us gasping for air in the aftermath of our shared orgasms.
"So fucking good..." she murmured, almost sounding like she was in a daze.
My sister's tits were a bright red, her nipples swollen from all the attention I'd given them and completely covered in my spit. It was ridiculously hot, and something I'd certainly never expected to see, much less to do her. That thought consumed me, forcing me to acknowledge exactly what I'd just done. And while I didn't regret it, and I'd enjoyed it immensely, it nevertheless forced me to question if it should have happened at all.
While I was almost positive the answer to that question was a definitive yes, I felt like I needed a moment alone to truly come to terms with where this bold new path we were walking down together was leading. "This was amazing, and I love this new thing between us, but I also need some time to process what the fuck we just did. I'm sorry."
Elayne shook her head--her eyes full to the brim with affection--clearly not upset in the least. "Don't apologize. But you could always stay here, you know. Sleep with me." She winked.
My mouth went dry as I briefly considered the offer before shaking my head in denial. It was outrageously tempting, but I knew I needed a moment away from her intoxicating presence to clear my head. "I'm not sure that's a good idea. I'll see you tomorrow. Night, sis." With that, I fled--slipping out from under the sheets before hurrying to the bathroom to clean myself up. I didn't look back, and my sister's soft laughter followed me back to my room.
Chapter 4: Movie
The next morning passed mostly in a blur. Since it was the first day of the holidays and there was nothing I had to do, I'd ended up staying in bed for a lot longer than I normally would. Almost without exception, nearly every thought I'd had while lying there had been about my sister. Her boobs, in particular, had been at the forefront, unsurprisingly, but I also worried that my hasty departure last night might have sent the wrong message. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her or make her think I wasn't interested.
Because I'd come to the definitive answer that I didn't give a flying fuck if Elayne was my sister.
She was right, we were just two, consenting adults, getting our rocks off. And there was nothing wrong with that. The taboo nature of being brother and sister only made the whole situation exponentially more erotic, which was a huge plus as far as I was concerned.
So, by the time I finally staggered out of bed shortly after noon--my dick already hard and excited--I didn't hesitate to throw open the bathroom door without bothering to make sure it was empty first. Unfortunately, it was, which in retrospect wasn't too much of a surprise given how late in the day it was. I even went so far as to poke my head into Elayne's room, but she wasn't there either.
Quickly cleaning myself up, I made my way downstairs to try and find my sister. The house was quiet in general, and as I entered the dining room--my stomach growling at me to eat something--I found my mom reading the newspaper.
"Ah, look who it is," she said, looking up at me. "I'd say good morning, but I guess it's good afternoon now."
"Hey, isn't that what vacation is for?" I asked defensively. "Besides, yesterday was quite the day."
She looked at me a little perplexed, and it took me a moment to realize how badly I'd just messed up. "Really? I thought you just had a few token classes. Anything I should know about?"
Oh, nothing big, Mom. I just gave Elayne two, huge orgasms, one of which was while she was completely naked and pinned under me. Just the thought of saying it nearly caused me to burst into laughter, forcing me to turn and face the kitchen so she couldn't see my face. "Oh. Uhh, I just meant cause it was the last day of my first college semester and all. It's a big milestone, right?"
"You're right, it is. Congratulations. There's some leftover pancakes in the fridge or you can make yourself a sandwich."
I had to bite my lip, hard, to continue to contain my laughter as I imagined her instead congratulating me for what I'd been thinking about. "Thanks. By the way, have you seen Elayne around?" I tried to sound as casual as possible while making my way over to the fridge, although I knew it was a little strange for me to ask given how we normally didn't interact all that much.
"Hmm? Oh, she's over at a friend's house until around dinner. Said that since her brother was being a lazy slug there wasn't much of a reason to hang out here. Were the two of you planning to do something?"
I bit back a curse. If only I'd gotten up earlier I could have been messing around with my sister right now. "Ah, we'd just talked about maybe starting up movie nights again. If she'll be back by then it's not a big deal." Of course, we hadn't, but after last night, I was more excited than ever to cuddle up next to my twin on the sofa. I imagined Elayne wouldn't be opposed to the idea either.
"That's nice to hear. I'm not sure if your father has any plans tonight, but maybe we'll join you for a bit."
That immediately tanked my mood. The last thing I wanted was our parents anywhere near our sexy times on the couch, but there wasn't a way I could say that without sounding like a complete asshole. "Oh. Uh, yeah, sure, I guess," I said as I pulled out some meat, cheese, and veggies to make a sandwich with.
"Don't worry," my mom replied with a laugh. "We know you don't want to spend a bunch of time hanging out with your lame parents. We'll do our best to respect that."
God. If only you knew, Mom. If only you knew. Lunch made, I wolfed it down and then had to figure out how best to pass the rest of the afternoon while I waited for Elayne to come back. I was partially tempted to text her to let her know that I was awake and available, but I honestly didn't expect her to just abandon her friend to come mess around with me. Instead, I ended up going back to my room and settled down at my desk to get some gaming in. Thanks to exams, it had been a while since I'd last logged into the MMO I was playing, and I had several hours to burn.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Dinner's ready!"
I nearly jumped out of my chair at my dad's call, surprised at both how much time had passed as well as how I'd gotten so engrossed in the game. The first thought that flashed into my head wasn't the "I wonder what's for dinner?" that it should have been, but rather "I wonder if my sister is home." If she was, then she either hadn't come upstairs, or I'd been so engrossed in my game I hadn't heard her footsteps. Quickly shutting down the game and turning my computer off, I hurried downstairs and nearly ran directly into Elayne as I entered the dining room.
"Oops, sorry bro," she said with a laugh. "Forgot something up in my room, I'll be right back."
I blinked in surprise, but she was halfway up the stairs before I could even open my mouth. Our parents were already seated at the table, and as I joined them I saw we were having tacos for dinner. It was one of my favorite meals that my mom made, and the delicious smell was already making me salivate. Just seconds after I'd taken my seat, Elayne's footsteps could be heard pounding down the stairs and a moment later she was dropping into her seat next to me.
"See? Told you it would be quick," she said.
Mom didn't look overly pleased, but she nodded her head. "Alright, let's eat then."
As she began to dish out the tacos, I noticed Elayne making a strange motion with her hand under the table, out of sight of our parents, and it took me a moment to realize she was miming using a remote. I immediately assumed it meant that she had the vibe inside her once again and that she wanted me to turn it on, which also explained why she'd just been up to her room. Of course, being the dumbass I was, I'd left the remote upstairs in mine.
"Oh, crap. I just realized I forgot to turn off my computer, I'll be right back!" I shouted, pushing my chair back and hopping to my feet.
"Seriously?" my mom asked, clearly exasperated. "Can't it wait until after dinner?"
"It'll help with the electricity bill!" It was such a horrible excuse, but it was the first thing that came to mind. I sprinted up the stairs, grabbed the remote from where it was sitting on top of my dresser, and hurried back to rejoin my family.
"Sorry," Elayne mouthed as I re-entered the room, but I quickly shook my head to let her know not to worry. And then I hit the power button. I was immediately thankful I'd waited until now to do it, as it allowed me to watch her eyes shoot open and her throat bob.
"What about you?" my mom demanded, turning to look at my dad. "Do you need to go run upstairs for something too?"
His eyes widened at somehow getting caught in the crossfire before he brought his hand up to her back and gave it a gentle rub. "I'm good, let's enjoy this wonderful meal now."
Everyone dug in, the sounds of happy munching filling the air.
"This is delicious, as always, Mom," Elayne said after finishing her first taco. "I hope you made a lot, though, because I need more than this."
I nearly missed the hint, but from the way she shot me a look out of the corner of her eye, I realized what she was asking for and obliged by hitting the plus button once.
"There's plenty more where that came from," my mom replied, completely oblivious to what was buzzing away inside her daughter at that moment, but now with a happy smile on her face. Despite not being the one using the vibe, I could totally see where Elayne was coming from about the thrill of doing this.
As I finished my second taco, I decided to have a bit of fun with my sister. "Hey sis, remember that conversation we had last night?"
She immediately coughed, a piece of taco flying out of her mouth and landing on her plate. Turning to glare at me, her eyes flickered over in the direction of our parents as she finished chewing. It was a massive struggle not to laugh at her "what the fuck do you think you're doing" expression.
"I do, yeah," she finally replied after taking a sip of water. "What part of it, exactly, did you have in mind?"
Recognizing how tightly wound she was, I held back from pushing any farther. "About how we'd talked about starting up movie nights again. I thought, maybe, tonight would be the perfect night to get back into it."
Relief flooded her eyes, and I realized she'd actually been slightly worried that I might spill the beans. "Oh. Of course. Movie night. Yeah, that sounds great, let's do it."
"Great, it's a date then." I winced as I realized exactly what I'd said, but my parents gave no reaction that I'd done anything inappropriate.
The rest of dinner passed quickly, with Elayne and I in particular eating a bit faster than normal. If our parents noticed, they didn't say anything, and it wasn't long before we'd both excused ourselves from the table and moved into the living room.
Our parents had recently upgraded to an eighty-inch television, and as I settled down onto the middle of the sofa, I realized that this was going to be the best home viewing experience we'd ever had. Not that I planned on paying much attention to whatever it was we ended up watching. Elayne joined me shortly after I'd taken my seat, having grabbed several blankets from where they were stored in a basket in the corner of the room. Not hesitating, she molded her body into mine, her boobs pressing into my side as we cuddled far closer than any previous movie night together. While I certainly enjoyed it, I also quickly grabbed the blankets and arranged them in a way to disguise just how inappropriate we were being--earning a soft laugh from my sister.
"Asshole," she hissed into my ear, but her light tone made it clear she wasn't truly upset. "I'm going to get you for that stunt at dinner."
I smirked back at her. If anything, I was excited to see exactly what she might do to get revenge.
"How about we watch Hamlet?" she asked, now speaking loud enough that our parents would be able to hear from the other room.
"Why Hamlet?" I asked not really caring, but still curious.
"Because it's a long. Fucking. Movie," Elayne whispered back, her lips close enough to my ear that I could feel the warmth of her breath. "Long enough that Mom and Dad will be fast asleep by the time it ends."
I swallowed, deeply, once again amazed at how fucking hard she could make me so quickly. "Oh," was all I managed to respond with, feeling like an idiot.
"I dunno, is there something else you'd rather watch instead?" she asked, and I was momentarily confused until I realized she was answering my question from earlier, only this time so our parents could once again hear if they were listening.
"Nope, Hamlet sounds great," I replied, possibly a little too eagerly given the amused smile on my sister's face.
Elayne leaned away briefly to grab the television remote and then, to my surprise, offered it to me. "You've had a lot of experience with remotes lately," she whispered. "Why don't you go ahead and start the movie for us?"
I nearly facepalmed, but instead grabbed the remote from her. Things only got worse as she let out a soft, gentle moan each time I pressed any of the buttons. It was utterly ridiculous, and yet that did nothing to stop my cock from getting harder each time she did it.
"Such a good brother," she said breathily as the movie started and I set the television remote off to the side. "I think you deserve a bit of a reward." Under the sheets, she grabbed my hand and brought it up to one of her boobs, which I all too happily began groping. "Regretfully, I think clothes should remain on, just in case we're asked to do anything." It was smart, but I was already wishing I had the freedom to feel her bare skin against mine.
Somewhat surprisingly, things remained fairly tame from there as we watched the movie together. Some guys found a ghost or something, and then Hamlet seemed to be going a little crazy. I was missing things, but to be fair, my sister's tit was in my hand and that proved to be pretty distracting.
Elayne also appeared to not be focused on the movie as she gently jostled me with her elbow before leaning to whisper in my ear. "Could you bump me up to the third setting, dear brother? My little pussy is craving attention."
I scrambled to obey, nearly dropping the remote in the process as I fumbled the plus button for her.
"Fuck yes," she hissed, one of her hands clamping down on my thigh as her head lolled back against the sofa. It exposed her neck in the most delicious way, and I began moving to kiss it when I realized our parents' voices were drawing closer.
"Parents," I hissed, and Elayne shifted her head so it was resting on my shoulder in response. With her hair so close to my face, I couldn't help but notice how it smelled faintly like strawberries.
"Aww, look how cute they're being," I heard our mom say.
Thanks to both the blankets and them being across the room behind us, there was a lot we could still safely get away with, but that didn't make the situation any less nerve-racking. All it would take was one, small mistake and we'd both be in a world of trouble. The worst-case scenario was one or both of them coming to join us on the sofa, but, thankfully, they seemed content to stay in the doorway.
Out of caution, I stopped groping Elayne's boobs with the hand that wasn't holding the remote, but she appeared too focused on containing her moans to care. Based on what she'd said last night, I could only imagine that their presence had just ramped everything up to a whole new level for her. Not wanting to risk stimulating her any further, I tried to focus back on the movie where a play seemed to be happening.
That didn't last for long when, to my horror, the faint but unmistakable sound of buzzing filled the air. Elayne had pulled out the vibe. Why? Had I pushed it too far? Why hadn't she asked me to tone it down or turn it off instead? Mom and Dad were still standing on the other side of the room and with the movie playing there was no possible way they'd be able to hear it, but even so, I smashed the power off button.
Elayne grabbed my now free hand and squeezed it gently, letting me know everything was okay I imagined, before pulling it back toward herself. Reaching her stomach, she giggled softly before bundling my fingers into a fist and then extending only my index and middle fingers. Somewhat understanding what was happening, but not fully processing it, I realized I was holding my breath as my sister pulled my fingers downwards and then, just like that, they were abruptly engulfed in in a tight, wet, space.
Her pussy.
I was fingering my sister's pussy.
With our parents on the other side of the fucking room.
Elayne moaned, not managing to clamp her hand over her mouth in time. It hadn't been overly loud and I desperately prayed that my parents hadn't been able to hear it over whatever the fuck Hamlet was going on about at the moment. We sat there, completely frozen, without either of us moving a muscle. Just as I was about to assume the all-clear, I felt Elayne flex herself around my fingers. It was completely unexpected, and so fucking hot. Unable to hold myself back, I curled my fingers inside of her and began searching for her G-spot.
Since her skirt was still on and she'd only pulled her panties to the side in order to slip out the vibe and give my fingers access, it was hard for me to get the kind of motion I would have liked. Even so, my sister was clearly over the moon as she struggled to stay quiet. This was so insanely dangerous, and yet it apparently wasn't enough as one of Elayne's hands made a beeline for my pants. Since I was wearing sweats, it was a simple matter for her to slip her hands inside both them and my boxers, and just like that, my sister's hand was firmly wrapped around my throbbing cock.
Now it was my turn to desperately try to not make any noises that might give what we were doing away. And holy fuck was that hard. Our seated position, combined with my pants still being on made it equally hard for her to get a wide range of motion, but that didn't stop her from focusing on the extremely sensitive section just below the tip of my dick.
The movie was the last thing on my mind as I focused my entire attention on fingering my sister's pussy while simultaneously doing everything in my power to hold back the rising pressure in my balls. I couldn't tell if we were trying to see who could get the other to cum first without giving everything away, or what. All I knew was that this mutual masturbation session was the hottest fucking thing I'd ever experienced and that I didn't want it to end.
We were both so into it, in fact, that we nearly didn't notice the sound of approaching footsteps until it was almost too late. Our hands froze at the exact same time, and only a moment later our dad stepped into view, holding a metal bowl filled to the brim with popcorn.
"Sorry to interrupt," he whispered, thankfully not seeming to notice anything amiss. "I made some popcorn for you to enjoy with the rest of the movie. Your mom and I are going to bed, we'll see you tomorrow."
Ever so carefully--so as not to cause the blankets to accidentally shift and reveal anything--Elayne and I each reached out with our hand that wasn't occupied, taking the offered bowl and setting it down between us.
"Thanks, Dad," Elayne replied, sounding a little too breathy in my mind, but apparently not enough to raise any questions.
He gave us a small smile before walking back out of view. We remained completely silent and motionless as we listened to their footsteps retreating--each of us breathing a heavy sigh of relief when they reached the top of the stairs.
"Holy fuck that was close," Elayne said with a laugh, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn. She brought them to her mouth, then hesitated for a second before shifting to instead offer it to me.
"What, you're feeding me now?"
She nodded. "Just like you're going to feed me."
Chuckling, I ate the popcorn in her fingers before reaching into the bowl and grabbing some as well. If this was what she wanted then I was willing. Elayne ate the popcorn I lifted to her lips, but then she didn't stop there, catching one of my fingers in her mouth as she met my eyes. Ever so slowly, she swirled her tongue around it before sucking it into her mouth, while at the same time, her hand that was still resting on my cock began stroking it again. The only thing I could think of at that moment was how fucking badly I wanted my sister to be sucking my cock and not my finger.
We continued feeding each other popcorn until I couldn't take it anymore. "You know, as good as this popcorn is, I'd rather be eating you." I wiggled my fingers that were still inside her while trying to grind her clit as best as I could with my palm.
Elayne's eyes widened and her hand noticeably tightened around my dick. "Oh you would, would you? Just to be clear, are you talking about ravaging my nipples again, or does my brother want a taste of his sister's yummy pussy?"
"Oh, I can already have that." And with that, I pulled my fingers out of her, brought them up to my mouth, and without any hesitation sucked them clean. I wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but I immediately fell in love with her tangy sweetness.
"Pretty fucking hot, bro. I have to admit, I'm pretty curious to see if you taste better than I do."
"I'm not going to stop you."
She smirked. "I'm sure you won't. As much as I'd love to suck you off while you eat me out on the sofa, we should probably be a bit more careful than that."
I pouted, but I knew she was right. It was all too easy to imagine us getting so caught up in it we wouldn't hear our parents coming back downstairs. "So... what? We just finish up the movie while masturbating? Not that I don't want to!" I hurried to finish.
Elayne slowly shook her head, causing my heart to immediately drop to the floor. "Nah. The movie has served its purpose. Time to call it a night, I think."
"Wait... what? Are you serious?" I couldn't believe where she was coming from. After all that build-up, letting me finger her pussy, and then just stopping before either of us got off? It didn't make any sense.
"Totally serious. But you know, before we go to sleep and all, we both definitely need a shower."
A shower. As in singular. Showering together. Naked. With my sister. "What, together?" I asked, only realizing after saying it that after having just masturbated together, taking a shower with her would be tame in comparison.
Elayne quirked an eyebrow at me in amusement. "Of course? Unless you'd rather not..."
"Nope! I'm down! Let's go," I said in the fastest backpedal of all time.
She laughed, grabbed my hand, and pulled me upstairs to where our bathroom and the shower inside awaited us.
Chapter 5: Shower
We entered the bathroom together through my room, giggling like a pair of idiots. By this point, I'd already done an incredible amount of inappropriate things with my sister, but this was the first time I was going to see her fully naked and I couldn't wait. It was also the first time a girl was going to see my cock, and I'd be lying if that part didn't make me a little nervous. Even so, as Elayne flipped the lights on, I was already reaching for the bottom of my shirt.
"Whoa, hold on there," she said, reaching out to stop me. "Where's the fun in just stripping like that? Why don't we each take turns, removing one piece of clothing from the other person at a time?"
I immediately loved the idea. "So I get to unwrap you, like a present?"
"A sexy present, for a good brother," she said with a wink.
"Can I start then? I'm pretty sure you're wearing way more than I am."
My sister seemed to consider this for a moment, before nodding her head. "Okay, that's fair enough, but one rule. Underwear has to go last."
While I wasn't a huge fan of that, I certainly wasn't going to complain either. "Deal."
"After you then." She held her arms out to the side, her lips quirked in a cute smile.
My eyes traced the length of her body from head to toe as I tried to figure out the best place to start. She was wearing her typical outfit: a hoodie, presumably over a t-shirt, and then had a skirt with leggings on her lower half. I'd already seen her top half completely naked last night which made it tempting to start elsewhere, but at the same time, I did really love her boobs.
"Any time now," she said, cutting into my thoughts with a laugh. "I could be half naked by now."
It was an exaggeration, but I got her point. Reaching out, I grabbed the bottom of her hoodie and pulled it over her head as best I could. We both laughed as it got slightly caught up on her tits, certainly not an obstacle I was used to when taking off my own hoodies, but it was only a brief hangup before I was tossing it on the floor.
"My turn then. I think I'll copy you."
It was certainly an unusual experience to have my sister taking off my hoodie, but it quickly joined hers in a pile. With the easy clothes out of the way, things were going to quickly heat up from here. Returning my hands to her waist, I briefly toyed with the band of her skirt before instead moving up to grab her shirt.
She laughed as I began to peel it upward. "You're such a boob fiend! I honestly expected you to go for what you hadn't already seen."
"What can I say?" I asked with a grin. "Guilty as charged. I love my sister's tits." My breath caught as my sister's lacy, black bra came into view. I immediately noticed how it was slightly transparent, enough that I could clearly make out her hard nipples through it. Letting out a soft whistle, I licked my lips. "That's some sexy underwear you've got there, sis."
"I'm glad you like it," she said, grinning wickedly. "I wore it specifically for you. Just wait till you see the matching panties."
I couldn't help but swallow in anticipation, already eagerly looking forward to how revealing they might be.
"Well, this time I'm going to mix it up. As much as I'm sure you've got some cute nipples of your own, I have to admit I'm far more interested in what you have going on downstairs." And just like that, in one, single motion, my sister jerked my sweats down from my waist to my ankles. Elayne's eyes were clearly fixed on the large tent in my boxers--my cock trying its hardest to escape through the fly. "Damn, bro. I've felt it, sure, but you're looking pretty hung."
I could feel my cheeks heating up, even as a sense of pride filled me. "Alright, based on your rules I can't remove your bra yet, so I'll go for your leggings next then."
Elayne raised one of her eyebrows. "What, before the skirt?"
I nodded. "Yup. That way, once the skirt is gone, I immediately get to see you in just your underwear."
"As you wish. Just don't cheat and take the panties with them."
That turned out to be a bit harder than I expected, although in the process I might have totally copped a feel of my sister's pussy--noting just how wet she was. Once I'd managed to isolate them, peeling her leggings off was surprisingly hot. I loved getting to see inch after inch of her long legs slowly revealed, even going as far as to trail a few kisses down her legs as I went. Elayne seemed to enjoy this if her noises of appreciation were anything to go by. When they were finally completely off, and she was standing there in just a bra and a skirt, I couldn't wait for it to be my turn again.
"Time for your shirt, I suppose."
"No need to sound so disappointed, sis," I said, pretending to be hurt.
"It's not really that, more just that I'm already regretting my rule 'cause I want to see your dick."
I raised my hands over my head. "Well, you're one piece away."
Similar to my sweats, my sister didn't waste any time removing my shirt before tossing it in the growing pile of discarded clothes. She did, however, take a step closer afterward, her hands reaching out to circle my nipples with each of her index fingers. It sent a pleasurable tingle through me, catching me off guard. I'd never really played with nipples before. "Nice nips, bro."
Not allowing her to distract me, I dropped to my knees and grabbed her skirt. It was finally time. Taking a deep breath, I pulled it down in a single motion.
My eyes nearly bulged out of my head.
When Elayne had said she was wearing matching panties, she'd really meant it. Not only were they the same, sexy black silk, but somehow they were even more revealing than her bra was. I could instantly tell that she was completely shaven as well as getting a near-perfect view of her incredible pussy. From the look of things, my sister was just as turned on as I was. It took all of my self-control to not shove my head into her crotch to try and eat her out.
"Like what you see? Almost looks like you're about to begin drooling."
"Probably because you look delicious. Come on, take your turn already." As I said it, I realized exactly what that meant for me, but it was already happening.
My boxers slipped down from my waist, my dick nearly snagging on them in the process, and then I was completely naked. Elayne let out a soft whistle, and I felt myself blushing in response. "Fuck. You're really big. That's going to fill me up so nicely."
Her words were enough to make me moan, just the thought that we were now talking about sex was enough to turn me on even more.
Reaching out, her hand stopped a fraction of an inch away from my pulsing hardness. "Can I?"
I had no idea why she was asking permission now of all times, but I eagerly nodded my head.
In response, Elayne's finger ran over the tip of my head, catching the beaded pre-cum that was resting there and using it as a lubricant to run down my shaft. Even though this wasn't the first time she was touching it, somehow watching exactly what she was doing was making it even hotter. At the same time, I wanted to get her into the same state of undress--she still had two pieces for me to take off, after all.
"So, since I'm naked now, I get to just take off your underwear in one go, right?" I reached out to do just that, stopping in surprise as Elayne shook her head.
"Nope. One piece at a time, that's the rule. I just get an extra bonus turn."
I frowned. "Wait, how is that fair?"
Returning to her feet, my sister just smirked back at me. "Not my fault, you should have worn more clothes."
It wasn't like I was actually upset, and part of me was very excited to see what a bonus turn might entail, but that also left me with the dilemma of bra versus panties. On one hand, it was something I was already intimately familiar with, but on the other...
I reached out and slipped her panties off, my other hand reaching out to pause just like she had with my dick. "Can I?" My sister nodded her approval and I gently pushed my fingers into her folds, running from the top of her slit all the way down to the bottom. Her wetness immediately coated my fingers as a moan filled the bathroom--revealing just how horny she was. When I brought the two fingers to my mouth and licked them clean, once again savoring her taste, Elayne appeared to not be able to take it any longer.
"Okay. Time for my bonus turn. Stand up."
I did so, my heart immediately picking up its pace as my sister simultaneously dropped to her knees, putting her head level with my cock. Was she... Elayne's tongue poked out, making contact with the base of my shaft, just above my balls. I groaned at the sight, the noise only getting louder as she looked up to meet my eyes before ever so slowly dragging her tongue up my cock. When she reached the top she swirled her tongue around it once, twice, three times, just like she had with my finger, and then... her lips spread around my dick and it was in her mouth.
"Fuck!" Both the sight and feel of what she was doing were too much for me, and I knew I wasn't going to last for much longer if this continued. "Sis, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your mouth." My intent had been to warn her, but my words appeared to have the opposite effect as she began giving me a blowjob in earnest. Sucking heavily, her tongue running along the sensitive bottom of my shaft, she even shoved her mouth deep enough onto my cock that she began choking slightly. As I'd warned, it was too much for me, the pleasure rising beyond my levels to keep at bay as I exploded inside her mouth.
Elayne made a throaty noise of approval and didn't stop, continuing to suck all the cum she could out of me. By the time she was finished, my legs were so weak I nearly collapsed as she released my cock with a loud popping noise before licking her lips. The fact I could see a trace of my cum on her tongue nearly sent me over the edge all over again.
"Holy fuck, bro. We're definitely doing that again! You taste so fucking good and god do I love having your dick in my mouth."
All I could do was nod my head in response as I recovered.
"You're looking a bit out of it. Need to head to bed, or do you think you still have it in you to take my bra off? I've heard they can be tricky."
I glared back at her in response to her teasing. As if I was going to let a bra come between my and my sister's tits, or that I was going to call it a night before getting in the shower with her. No way. Reaching out, I slipped my hands behind her back and swiftly unclasped her bra, letting it drop to the ground as I pulled her into a hug. "Shower time."
Elayne briefly nuzzled her head into my chest. "Alright, let's do it."
The first thing I think we both noticed immediately was that this shower had not been built for two siblings to get frisky in. It was extremely cramped, and as Elayne turned the water on, I wondered how well this was going to work. Of course, with my naked sister's body pressed tightly against mine, I also had far different thoughts in mind than simply getting clean.
"You've got a look in your eye," Elayne said, turning to face me. "What are you thinking?"
"That I can do this," I said, cupping one of her tits with one hand, my fingers flicking her nipple. "And this." My other hand dropped to her pussy and I slipped two fingers deep inside her. "That you are the most beautiful woman on this planet, and"--I dropped my head to suck on her other nipple quickly--"that I want to eat my sister's pussy so fucking badly, especially after she was kind enough to give me such an incredible blow job."
"Well, what are you waiting for then?" she asked with a giggle, placing her hands on my head. "Get down there!"
I dropped down to my knees as Elayne shifted to lean back against the shower wall, bracing herself with her legs spread to give me easy access. Not needing any more encouragement, I dove right in, my mouth making a beeline for her clit first. She gasped as I first flicked it with my tongue before drawing tight circles around it. The water running down her body was getting in my eyes and my mouth, but I ignored it, completely lost in what I was doing.
Wanting to maximize the experience for her, I pushed two of my fingers deep into her pussy before starting to make a come-hither motion over and over again. Elayne cried out as her legs began to faintly tremble against me, and I glanced up to find her playing with both of her nipples with her lower lip between her teeth and her eyes shut with an expression of pure bliss spread across her face.
"Fuck, bro. How are you so good at eating pussy? I'm going to cum all over your face at this rate."
Not minding the sound of that at all, I eagerly dove back in, lapping and licking and sucking away at her. My arm was already starting to get a little tired from the angle it was at, but I pushed through it and kept my fingers moving as best I could. My sister's moans were growing louder and louder, although thanks to the noise of all the running water I wasn't worried that our parents would be able to hear it.
One of Elayne's hands buried itself in my hair and I thought for a moment that she was going to pull me away to give her a moment to breathe, but then she did the opposite and pulled me in closer, her thighs tightening around the side of my head to keep me in place. Not that I wanted to go anywhere. Half words were pouring from her lips, but I could only make out the occasional curse word. Carefully, I placed my lips around her clit and lightly sucked it into my mouth while simultaneously flicking the tip of it with my tongue.
It seemed to do the trick as Elayne shrieked and she nearly fell onto me as a heavy flow of pussy juice sprayed out of her and onto me. Pulling my fingers out, I lowered my mouth slightly to lap at her folds, not wanting all of her nectar to get washed away by the shower.
"Holy shit, if I'd known you were that good I would have asked you to eat me out months ago," she said, dropping down to sit next to me on the floor.
I laughed. "Guess it's a good thing we started this up then, isn't it? You're delicious."
Somehow that made her blush, which I found absolutely adorable. "Well, as far as showers go, I have to say this has been the best one of my entire life. I can't imagine the parents will be too pleased with all the water we're wasting, though."
"Oh? You think that's all they'd be upset by, do you?"
Elayne grinned back at me. "Yeah, of course. Nothing wrong at all with my hot brother eating out his sister's needy pussy. That's clearly what you were born to do."
"I see, so that's all I am to you now? A mouth and some fingers?"
"And a nice, hard cock," she replied, her fingers slipping around my dick.
Snorting, I resisted the urge to dive back into our shared naughtiness and instead rose to my feet before offering Elayne a hand up. Once we were both standing, I grabbed the soap bar and began lathering my hands up with it.
"Gonna wash me now?"
I nodded, my hands making their way over to squeeze her boobs. Elayne gave a moan of contentment before taking the soap from me. From there, we took our time appreciating each other's bodies, with the majority of our attention spent on what would be considered extremely inappropriate locations for siblings to see, much less touch. At this point, I couldn't care less, my concerns from previous days already evaporated into thin air. I loved my sister's body, and I wanted nothing more than to worship it in every way possible.
By the time we finished, I desperately wanted to pin my sister to the shower wall and fuck her hard. From the way she was eyeing my cock, I had a feeling she was in the exact same position. And yet, a part of me knew that it was too soon, that we weren't quite yet ready for that ultimate step in our relationship.
"Sleep together?" I asked as I shut off the water. "Just sleeping."
Biting her lip, Elayne slowly shook her head. "I'd love to, but if you're in a bed next to me right now then it's only going to be a matter of minutes before it's not my lips around your cock, but my pussy."
I swallowed, just imagining how incredible that would be. "Right. Well... I guess we just brush our teeth and call it a night?"
"I suppose." Elayne sighed, and I was relieved to know this was just as much of a struggle for her as it was for me.
Brushing my teeth next to my naked sister was certainly another thing I'd never expected to experience, but it made the usually rather boring task much more entertaining--especially considering my free hand was playing with her nipples and her's was stroking my dick. All too soon we were done, and then there wasn't a good excuse for us to still be in the bathroom.
"Goodnight, I guess," I said, leaning in to give her a kiss.
Elayne met my mouth eagerly, our tongues briefly making contact before we pulled apart. "Goodnight, bro. Sweet dreams, and I hope you're looking forward to more of this tomorrow."
I very much was.
Chapter 6: Threesome
The next day, I was so engrossed in the video game I was playing on my computer that I somehow didn't realize Elayne had entered my room until her hand was nestled into my crotch and her mouth was brushing against my ear. My, admittedly stupid, goal had been to try and drive her out of my mind, in an attempt to establish some sense of normalcy, even though I wanted nothing more than to storm into her bedroom and do whatever she'd let me to her incredible body. Her turning the tables on me like this caused my already horrible plan to crumble into ruin.
Not that I minded.
"I want to try something," she whispered seductively, immediately sending all the blood in my body surging into my cock.
"Let's do it," I immediately responded, turning my chair around to face her--the game now the last thing on my mind.
She giggled, a smile spreading across her lips. "What, just like that? I haven't even told you what it is."
I shrugged. "Does it involve you?"
She nodded, biting her lower lip in the way that drove me absolutely crazy. "And you, too."
"Then yeah, I'm in."
Her expression shifted into a strangely serious one, making me even more curious to know what exactly she wanted us to do. "I need you to fully understand what you're volunteering for first, especially because it's going to put you into a position where you could, accidentally, get hurt."
I swallowed, a slight nervous thrill running through me as I nodded.
Elayne closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then reopened them to look directly into mine. "I want to sit on your face."
Several images flashed through my mind, each hotter than the last. "Excuse me?"
"It's a position where you lie on your back and I... fuck, I don't know how to explain it any better. I sit on your face and force you to eat my pussy."
"Are you kidding me?!" I exclaimed. My dick was already throbbing in excitement. "How could I not want to try this?"
A beautiful smile blossomed on her face. "Get on your bed, then."
I immediately did as instructed, pulling my hoodie and shirt over my head together, followed by dropping my sweats to the ground. Based on her description, there was no real reason for me to take off my pants, but by this point, I was looking for any excuse to expose myself in front of her.
Elayne's eyes were indeed fixed on my cock as I settled down on my back into my bed, my head resting comfortably on my pillow. She slowly walked over to the side of my bed, one hand raising up to the zipper of her hoodie. "Well, for being such an accommodating brother and accepting the request of your naughty, naughty sister without hesitation, I think you deserve the best possible view, don't you?"
I swallowed, nodding as she ever so slowly pulled the zipper down. My eyes locked onto her cleavage as it came into view, and then I gasped as I realized she wasn't wearing anything at all under it. Her pink nipples were already clearly quite hard, jutting outward from the soft curves of her breasts, and I wanted nothing more than to wrap my lips around them.
Dropping the hoodie to the floor, Elayne's hands moved to her own sweats where they paused for a moment before grabbing the hem and slowly sliding them down her legs. It only took me an instant to realize that once again, she wasn't wearing anything else underneath. It realistically shouldn't have mattered, not after everything we'd done at this point, but for some reason, the thought of her going around the house without panties or a bra was insanely hot to me.
My eyes remained fixed on her pussy as she carefully stepped out of the sweats. Her lips were already visibly wet, indicating she was either just as turned on as I was or that she'd been playing with herself in her room before joining me. Or both. Probably both.
One of her fingers flicked down, pushing into her folds before being dragged upwards along the length of her slit. It offered me the briefest flash of the pink inside and a stunning look at the part of her body I was about to become intimately familiar with. The finger left her pussy, glistening with juice, and continued upwards, my eyes tracking its every moment until it vanished into her mouth, her lips sucking along its length. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my throat.
"I'm such a bad sister, aren't I?" she asked. "Teasing my poor brother like this before forcing him to eat out my needy little pussy."
The dirty talk was working, incredibly well. My brain felt like it was going to fry itself, unable to fully process the wonder that was unfolding above me.
"Well, if you're not going to say anything then I suppose it doesn't matter if I muffle you, now does it?"
I vigorously nodded my head.
Elayne smirked before crawling onto the bed. As she shifted her leg over to straddle me, her boobs swept down over my face--on purpose, I imagined--and I took the opportunity to slightly lift my head, catching one of her nipples in my mouth. I sucked on it, hard, my teeth ever so carefully pinching around it. Elayne moaned loudly, the sound of it causing my already painfully hard cock to strain upward.
Her breast pulled away, the delicious nipple escaping my mouth with a soft popping noise. A wave of sadness flowed over me at the loss, but it instantly vanished as Elayne shifted upward along my body. I could only watch in awe as her wet pussy slid closer and closer to my eagerly waiting mouth. As she hovered over my neck she paused, and I assumed she was just trying to tease me even more until I looked up and met her eyes, staring down at me from over the incredible under-boob I was treated to.
"If you want me to stop, for any reason at all, just slap your hand onto the bed, okay?"
I nodded, one, final time, and then her pussy closed in on me and became my entire world. The taste of her pussy on my tongue. The smell of it in my nose. Every thought in my head faded away as my sister's pussy demanded my whole attention.
For the briefest moment, I struggled to breathe through my nose, and, somewhat morbidly, the image of a tombstone filled my mind. "Here lies Erik," it read, "smothered to death by his twin sister's delicious pussy." It took everything in me not to burst into laughter, but I realized I could breathe without issue now and so I set to work.
I lapped at her slit, drinking in the juices that were already flowing freely into my thirsty mouth. I tried to reach her clit, but it was impossible to move my head even the slightest amount. My nose had to be right around where it was presumably crying out for attention, but I couldn't imagine there was any way for me to use it to stimulate her.
Tearing my eyes away from my sister's sex, I looked upward to see how she was enjoying the experience. The view was incredible. Her arms were crossed over her breasts, her fingers tweaking her sensitive nipples as her mouth hung open. With each of my licks, she let out a soft moan, her eyes closed shut and her head hanging backward. She looked to be in a state of pure bliss, which filled me with an immense surge of joy.
And then Elayne began to move.
For some reason, I'd thought I was supposed to be the one doing all the work, but as my sister began to hump her pussy into my mouth with ever-increasing need and intensity, I realized just how wrong I had been. This new situation was clearly superior for both of us. With the extra motion, I was able to cover the entirety of her now absolutely soaked pussy with licks, kisses, and even the occasional suck over her clit. Elayne was clearly getting more and more into it as we went on, her moans growing louder and louder even though I knew she was doing her best to hold back and avoid making too much noise.
She was reaching a new frenzy above me, her pussy smashing downward into my mouth as I fully surrendered any attempt to do anything other than let her fuck my face, when a sound that sent shivers of dread racing down my spine rang out.
A knock on my door.
Elayne had to be so close to her orgasm that I was worried she somehow hadn't heard it, but with a soft curse, she came to a halt over me. Despite the panic that was racing through me over the thought of one or both of our parents catching us in such a compromising position, she didn't seem overly concerned.
"Are the two of you in there?" my dad called out, his voice faintly muffled thanks to the door.
"Yes," Elayne snapped. "We're busy playing a game together. Go away."
"Geeze, no need to get so upset. It's good to see the two of you hanging out again, but don't forget to go outside every once in a while, see some other people. It's not healthy to stay cooped up inside all day. Exercising is important."
If only he knew just how much exercise I was getting with my sister lately.
"Speaking of, Erik, could you check if the lawn needs to be mowed?"
"Mfulburgf," I sputtered, somehow completely forgetting that I was currently being smothered by my sister's pussy.
Elayne's cheeks bulged outward as she barely managed to stop herself from laughing. Shifting slightly, she raised her hips upward, lifting her pussy away and allowing me to catch a full breath through my mouth.
"Of course, Dad. No problem," I called out.
The instant I finished, Elayne crushed herself back onto my mouth, already resuming her humping motion even though my dad had given no sign of leaving yet. I couldn't believe how daring she was being and yet... my balls tightened, threatening to send me over the edge.
"Thanks. Keep having fun, then." I could faintly hear his footsteps receding down the hallway and would have sighed in relief if I'd been able to.
"Oh, don't worry, we will," Elayne called out, giving me a sultry wink.
Knowing what she wanted, more than anything else, I stuck my tongue out and let her go to town on me. Her pussy ground over my face over and over, her motion growing faster and ever more erratic as she neared her peak, to the point where I was even at times nose fucking her, if that was even a thing. At points, it was challenging to breathe, but I was good at holding my breath and I was far too caught up in how fucking hot it was to completely submit to my sister like this to want to stop.
I was caught off guard when Elayne reached down and palmed my forehead, the first contact she'd made with me other than her thighs around the side of my head and her pussy on my lips. The extra grip allowed her to grind into me even harder, apparently, and as her other hand came down to join the party and tweak her clit, I knew it was only a short matter of time at this point before she came.
And cum she did, a low, keening wail escaping her as she convulsed over me, her thighs tightening against my head as she pushed me deep into the pillow--completely cutting off my air supply. I lay there, holding my breath, my heart pounding in my ears. Or maybe that was her heartbeat, echoing through her thighs and into my head, I couldn't fully tell. Just as I was about to begin wondering if I'd need to actually tap out, she pulled slightly upward and air rushed back into my lungs.
"Holy. Fuck. That was..." She exhaled loudly. "You doing okay down there, bro? Still alive?"
I groaned in response.
"Good, 'cause we're not done yet."
Wait. We weren't?
Apparently, we weren't, as she ground her pussy back into my mouth, a long, drawn-out moan filling the air. "Something Dad said made me think," she said, continuing to fuck my face just like earlier. "That we should see other people. Would you like that? Fucking two girls at once?"
I couldn't tell if she was actually being serious or not, and there was obviously no way for me to reply. Elyane stopped talking for a moment, a series of deliciously naughty noises flowing from her mouth. I considered the question while I continued to lap at her folds. Would I be up for a threesome? While it was undeniably appealing, I had no idea who the third woman would even be, and at this point, the thought of fucking anyone other than my sister was a pretty major turnoff.
"One of them could ride you, just like this," she gasped, grinding her clit into my nose. "And the other"--her face and breasts disappeared from my field of view as she leaned backward--"could ride your nice, thick, cock." If my mouth hadn't been full of Elayne's pussy right then, I would have shouted as I felt her hand wrap around my dick and firmly stroke it. My hands curled into the sheets, gripping them for dear life. Just the thought of my cock fucking her pussy instead of my tongue was nearly enough to set me off.
Somehow, her hand was soaking wet, either from her own juices or because she'd spit in it. I didn't know which and I didn't care. All I knew was that it made her hand feel more like what I imagined a pussy would--giving the impression that she was somehow riding me twice. The sudden stimulation on my poor dick, which had been craving any form of attention at all as Elayne had ridden me, was more than I could handle. Especially considering my sister wasn't holding back in the slightest, her hand flying up and down the full length of my cock with the obvious intent of making me cum.
The inevitable happened only a heartbeat later, and while I couldn't see anything that was happening down there, I could feel just how powerful of an explosion it was as my balls contracted and my orgasm sent my neurons into overdrive. Rope after rope of cum was shooting out of my dick--for longer and harder than I could ever remember. Elayne shrieked in laughter, and I could only imagine I'd just heavily splattered her.
"Damn, bro. That was... seriously impressive. My back feels like you managed to completely coat it. Such a waste of good cum, though." Her face came back into view, peering down at me over her breasts. "If you're going to coat me, I'd much prefer my front, where it's easier to appreciate and get access to."
I watched in a post-orgasm daze as she reached back with one of her hands, rubbing it up and down her back as best she could given the awkward angle. As she brought it back into view, I could see exactly what she was talking about--her hand was covered in more cum than I'd ever seen my body make before, and this was only a fraction of it. She smeared it across her breasts, a smile on her face. "Much better." She finished it off by popping a finger into her mouth and sucking it clean.
Lying there on my back, my now limp cock resting on my stomach, with Elayne's pussy still lightly grinding away into my mouth and streaks of my cum covering her breasts, I was completely taken aback by how beautiful she looked--how fucking hot. I loved her, and dear god did I want to fuck her.
It didn't seem like she was going to try for a second round as her gentle rocking slowly came to a halt. With a content sigh, she shifted backward, sitting on my chest now and freeing up my mouth.
"Only if they were both you," I said, my voice sounding quiet even to my own ears.
"What was that?" Elayne asked. Rising to her feet for a moment, she then moved to lay down next to me, one hand propping her head up as she looked down at me while the other came to rest on my stomach. Where she began playing with the pool of my cum that had come to rest there because of course that was what she would do.
"If I'm going to have a threesome, then I want them to both be you," I clarified.
Her face lit up in the most gorgeous smile. "Aww, that's so sweet, but also sadly impossible. I guess you'll just have to make do with only one of me."
I wasn't sure the world was ready for two Elayne's anyway. I knew for a fact my cock certainly wasn't, not if today was a sign of anything to come. We hadn't even been going for that long and I was already drained and completely exhausted.
"That's an interesting thought, though. Now I want there to be two of you. One of you could fuck my mouth while the other pounded my naughty little pussy. God, that would be the fucking dream."
Somehow, my cock managed a twitch as the image flickered briefly into life in my head. She was right, that was ridiculously hot to think about. Especially that last part.
Elayne leaned down, brushing her lips against mine in a lovingly gentle kiss. "Look at you. I let you lie around, take care of nearly all the work, and yet you're the one about to pass out. Dad's right, I do need to give you more exercise."
I could only smile back up at her as I felt sleep pushing its way into my head, like a warm blanket smothering the rest of my thoughts. "Yes, please," I murmured, before passing out.
Chapter 7: Reward
I woke up from my unplanned nap feeling good. Very good, extremely good even. So good that I moaned loudly as I ended up unloading the contents of my balls into my sister's eager mouth. Still slightly groggy, I pulled the sheet up so I could see Elayne under it, resting between my legs with an appreciative smile on her lips.
"Hey there. Sorry, not sorry to wake you. I figured you probably wouldn't mind too much if I did it this way, and when I saw how hard your cock was I just couldn't control myself."
I dropped the sheet back down over her, laughing. "I can't think of a better way to wake up. Maybe you should be my new alarm clock."
Crawling up the bed, Elayne's head popped out next to mine a moment later. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She pecked my cheek with a kiss. "Of course, so would I... But now you're distracting me. I want to give you a reward as thanks for going along with my ask earlier, and for doing such an amazing job at it."
I blushed slightly. "Oh. Not a problem, I had a lot of fun doing it. Waking up with my cock in your mouth is definitely a nice reward, though."
"No, no, no," she replied, shaking her head vigorously. "That wasn't your reward, that was just some side fun. Your reward is way better than just a blowjob, you get to ask anything you want--anything at all--and I'll do it."
The last vestiges of my sleepiness vanished in an instant at her words. Anything?! My first thought was that surely she couldn't actually mean that. I'd be lying if I said my second thought wasn't that I could finally fuck my sister. Pushing that to the side, I wracked my brain for anything else that I could ask for, trying to come up with something that would be similar to what she'd asked of me. An idea slowly came to mind, something that I thought would be amazing for both of us, as well as help push us closer to the final goal we were clearly racing toward.
"I... I want you to hotdog me," I stammered. It took all of my courage to say the words, and even as I did, I worried I was going too far. Yes, we'd already pushed the boundaries lightyears beyond what was considered acceptable sibling interactions, but this... this was as close to actually fucking as you could get. And while I technically could have requested that, given the rules she'd laid out, a part of me knew that it still wasn't quite time for that yet.
For her part, rather than looking shocked or appalled, Elayne simply seemed confused. "Hotdogging? I'm... honestly not sure what that is. I'm not sure how I feel about that." She cocked her head to the side. "A little embarrassed, I guess, but also proud that you know about something sexual that I don't. So, what is it? And why are your cheeks so damn red? I'm not going to regret this reward, am I?"
I couldn't believe it. She didn't know? And now I had to explain? It was a struggle for me to think of anything that could possibly be more embarrassing than this.
"Um..." I cleared my throat. "It's where you put your pussy on my cock, and then grind on it. My cock is the hotdog and your pussy lips are the bun." My eyes were fixed on the ceiling overhead as I explained, but I snuck a look at my sister out of the corner of my eye to see her reaction.
"Holy fuck, bro. That's so damn hot." She was giving me that lust-filled look I'd become intimately familiar with. "Also, I guess I lied, technically. I did know about that, I've just never heard it called hotdogging, but I can totally see it now. Shit, you've got me excited, we're totally doing this."
I wanted to curl up and die in embarrassment, but at the same time, I couldn't stop the pounding of my heart. She'd said yes. We were actually doing to do this. I grabbed the sheet over us, preparing to pull it down so it wouldn't be in the way. I could already imagine her on top of me, her wet pussy sliding along--
Elayne's hand caught mine, jerking me out of my thoughts. "Not right now," she said with a laugh. "Something special like this should be done with careful preparation, and at the right time. Come to my room tonight after our parents are asleep, okay?"
"Oh." I was unable to hide my disappointment, resulting in another laugh from my sister.
"Trust me, it'll be worth waiting." She brushed her lips against mine in a faint kiss. "And now we should probably spend the rest of the day doing more normal things, so Mom and Dad don't start wondering what's going on with us."
Elayne slipped out from under the sheets, only deepening my dismay. But as much as I wanted to spend the rest of the day fooling around in bed with her, I knew she was right. We were already playing an incredibly dangerous game doing what we were while our parents were around, and all it would take would be a single slip-up for shit to hit the fan. As she left my room with a wink and a wave, I slowly crawled out of bed and got dressed before heading downstairs as well.
The afternoon passed in agonizingly slow torture. Every time I made eye contact with my sister I wanted nothing more than to tackle her to the ground and have my way with her. The worst part was that I could tell she knew exactly what I was thinking, as she bit her lip or even tweaked one of her nipples if she thought our parents wouldn't see. Eventually, I couldn't take it any longer and announced that I was going to go out to mow the lawn. It wasn't what I wanted to be doing, but it would get my dad off my back and give my dick a chance to calm down.
As soon as I stepped out into the backyard, I immediately realized that while the grass had gotten a bit longer since last week, it didn't really need to be cut. Even so, I went ahead and got the mower, determined to have some time away from the sexual temptress waiting back inside. Everything was going great, all things considered, until I was just finishing up the first third of the lawn when Elayne stepped outside wearing a blue bikini. In December. And looking hot as fuck.
Seeming to ignore me, she made her way over to one of the lawn chairs on the back patio and laid down on her back, her eyes closed. I struggled to wrap my head around how sunbathing in winter could possibly be "more normal things." Even if it was sunny out, and not terribly cold--especially in the sun--I knew she was only doing this specifically to torment me. And fuck if it wasn't working as my cock began to stiffen again in my pants.
She seemed content to just lie there as I finished mowing the lawn, doing my best not to constantly sneak peeks at her and failing miserably. Once I finished up, I was tempted to just head back inside and ignore her completely, but I couldn't resist my sister's magnetic pull on me.
"Aren't you cold?" I asked, dropping down to sit on the chair next to hers.
"Harsh, bro. You're supposed to tell me I'm smoking hot." Elayne didn't even open her eyes to look over at me, but she was smiling.
I laughed, my eyes glued to the fabric over her breasts. "I mean, you certainly are, but given how pointy your nipples look, I think you might be a bit underdressed."
She gasped in mock outrage, one of her arms shifting upward over her chest to cover herself. "Oh my gosh, are you perving on your sister?"
"Only because she wants me to." I put one of my hands on her arm, directly over one of her boobs. "I can think of a way to warm you up a bit, too."
"Oh?" She sucked her lower lip into her mouth briefly, before finally opening her eyes to look up into mine. "And what would that be?"
"Just a bit of a massage." I shifted my hand off her arm, down to her chest, and then slipped it under her bikini in one smooth motion, palming her tit. Her nipple was indeed rock hard.
"When did you become such a naughty brother?"
"Hmm, I wonder." I shifted my hand slightly, so I could rub my thumb over her nipple--earning a soft moan in response to my efforts.
"Well--"
The sound of the sliding door to the backyard opening interrupted whatever Elayne was about to say, and my hand jerked out of her bikini so fast I nearly pulled it off of her entirely. She quickly adjusted herself as I shifted away and did my best to look like I was only chatting with my sister.
"I feel like lemonade is usually what I'd bring out for sunbathing, but given the time of year, I went for some hot cocoa instead," our father called out as he stepped into view, a mug in each hand.
"Thanks, Dad, you're the best!" Elayne chirped, sitting up to take the mug he held out for her.
I nodded my thanks and took the other mug, appreciating the warmth it provided.
"Don't take the sun lightly," he told Elayne sternly. "Even if it's colder outside, you're still able to burn up."
Reaching down, she grabbed a tube of sunscreen I hadn't noticed. "Don't worry, I've got it covered, and Erik can help with the spots I can't reach, right, bro?"
I nearly sprayed the hot chocolate that was in my mouth all over. "Uh... yeah, I can help, I guess," I said once I finished choking it down.
He smiled. "I'm sure you've already heard this from your mother, but it's nice to see the two of you getting along. Anyways, I should get back to working on dinner."
We both sipped at our mugs until he was back inside. As soon as he was out of view, Elayne turned to me, her eyes twinkling.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Lotion me up."
I blinked. "What parts can't you reach? Your back?"
Elayne's eyes flicked down to her hands. "Can't reach anything while I'm keeping my hands warm, silly. Plus I believe you said something about a massage."
Not needing to be told twice, I downed half the contents of my mug--nearly scalding my mouth in the process--and grabbed the lotion from where she'd set it down. Squirting a generous helping of it on my hands, I began rubbing my sister's body all over as she giggled and sipped away at her drink. While it wasn't terribly erotic, especially compared to a lot of what we'd been up to, I loved the feeling of running my hands all over her body. Elayne seemed to be enjoying it as well, particularly when my hands slipped under the bikini.
All too soon I had her fully covered, but I didn't let that stop me from the massage portion. Sliding one hand inside her bottoms, I pushed two fingers into her drenched pussy while my other hand went to play with her nipples. Elayne was forced to set her mug down so she could cover her mouth to try and muffle her gasps and moans. As much as I wanted to give her another orgasm, doing this outside was actually far more risky than inside the house. Noise wasn't the largest danger here, since it would be possible for neighbors to catch a glimpse of what we were doing. Reluctantly, I slipped my hands out from under her bikini after a bit longer, earning a somewhat annoyed, but understanding look from my sister.
"God, I wish you'd made me cum, but good thinking that there's no way Mom and Dad wouldn't notice how soaked my bottoms would be."
My mouth fell open. I hadn't even considered that. "Oh... yeah. I'd love to finish, but prolly best we save that for later."
"Dinner is going to be ready soon anyway, I should go get changed. Thanks for the massage, bro." She gave me a wink and almost leaned over to kiss me before seeming to think better of it. "See you in a bit."
Quickly storing the lawnmower in the garage, I made my way inside where I found my parents putting the finishing touches on dinner. I went to set the table, earning a thankful smile from both of them, and it wasn't much longer until the four of us were seated around the table chowing down on roast chicken and mashed potatoes. I hardly paid attention to what our parents were saying, thanks to Elayne's leg repeatedly shifting over to bump into mine combined with the knowledge of what we were going to be doing later.
Once dinner was over, we ended up playing a game of Scrabble as a family, although I could hardly focus on the game and was too self-conscious to play all the inappropriate words that came to mind. At one point I even had "incest," which felt like a horribly accurate coincidence. When the game wrapped up with our mom as the winner--as she always was--Elayne told our parents that we'd handle the cleanup so they could head to bed. As soon as they disappeared up the stairs, she told me to be in her room in thirty minutes and vanished upstairs as well.
If I hadn't known what she was preparing for, I might have gotten annoyed at being left to clean everything up on my own. As it was, by the time I finished I instead found myself wishing it had taken longer since there was still far too much time to burn until Elayne would be ready. Making my way up to my room, I noticed that she'd closed my door to the bathroom, and pressing my ear to it I wasn't able to hear anything from the other side. Not knowing what else to do, I dropped onto my bed to wait, lightly stroking my cock as I imagined what Elayne might be doing.
Right around the time I felt like the thirty minutes had passed, the bathroom lights flickered on and off three times, which I interpreted as her signal that she was finally ready. Eagerly jumping to my feet, I removed all of my clothes except for my boxers and hurried into the bathroom before throwing open her door. When I saw what my sister was wearing, I came to an abrupt halt, my jaw nearly hitting the floor.
She was dressed in a red one-piece, except it was very clearly lingerie as it did almost nothing to hide her body with how sheer it was. The detailed embroidery of the top half left her nipples clearly in view, and the bottom was so short that it ended at her waist, doing nothing to conceal the matching red thong that was the only other thing she had on. In short, she looked so ridiculously fuckable that my dick was instantly rock-hard and throbbing.
"I'm going to assume from your stunned silence that you like the babydoll?"
I could only nod my head.
"Come join me on the bed," she whispered, beckoning with a single finger as she sat down.
I crossed the room in what had to be record time, dropping down to sit next to her. Words continued to elude me as I could only stare, mesmerized at how she somehow looked even hotter this way than when she was completely naked.
Elayne giggled. "Well, it certainly seems worth the purchase. I was hoping you'd enjoy it, but this is a bit beyond even my expectations. Shifting, she moved one of her legs over me so that she was sitting in my lap, facing me. We were so close that I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest as she kissed me deeply. "What do you say we start this reward of yours, hmm?" she asked as she broke away.
"Yes... please," I finally managed to gasp, my mouth feeling incredibly dry.
Placing her hand on my chest, she gently pushed me backward so that I was lying down. "Shift up, so we don't have to worry about falling off the bed."
Doing as she instructed, my sister adjusted with me so that her crotch remained firmly pressed against mine. Once we were fully centered on the bed, her hand drifted over to one of my nipples which she slowly began to circle with one of her fingers.
"So, brother dearest, earlier today you said you wanted your sister to grind her wet little pussy along your hard dick. Is that still the case?"
Her eyes were locked onto mine, and the tone of her voice was so ridiculously seductive I could hardly stand it. Part of me was even more tempted to change my mind, to ask her to just fuck me already, but instead I nodded once again.
"Such a naughty boy, asking his sister to do something so filthy. But I suppose if that's what you truly want..." Elayne shifted her waist slightly and from both the heat and slight wetness I could immediately tell that her thong-covered pussy was resting on my cock. "I suppose we'll need to take a few things off, first."
It was hard not to be disappointed as she raised herself off of me, breaking our contact, but knowing what was about to happen made it well worth it. I awkwardly did my best to slip my boxers off, my eyes fixed on Elayne's pussy as it slowly came into view from behind the thong. Once she had it completely off, she helped with my boxers before settling back down onto me. Both of us moaned as her pussy made its first contact with my cock.
"Fuck," my sister gasped, trembling slightly above me. "Fuck."
I agreed.
"I can already tell this is going to be hard."
"Not as hard as I am."
Elayne giggled but stayed motionless above me. "I know I made you wait as I put this on, but I think I'm going to take the babydoll off."
I frowned. "Why? Don't get me wrong, I love you naked, but you look seriously fucking hot in that, sis."
She smiled, her eyes glowing. "Thanks. I'd leave it on, but right now all I can think of is how badly I want your cum all over my body at the end of this, and I'd prefer to not have to clean it out of this."
"Oh." The mental image alone nearly ruined me. "Well in that case..."
With a laugh, Elayne smoothly pulled it over her head, discarding the flimsy fabric on the bed next to us. "Plus, this way you have easy access to the boobs you're so obsessed with."
My hands were already moving, each one cupping a breast so that my thumbs were positioned over her nipples. Giving them a squeeze and a rub, I earned a moan from her lips. And then my sister began to shift.
It was only the smallest movement at first, less than an inch, but it sent electricity flowing through my body. I could feel her wetness coating me as her lips slid along my shaft. This was already everything I'd hoped for and more, and I knew that neither of us was going to last long with how crazy this was. Reaching the base of my cook, Elayne took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then began working her way back up. Once she reached the tip, her eyes opened and they were all but dripping with lust as she leaned down to whisper in my ear.
"You know, bro, right now, all you'd have to do is thrust a bit and you'd be buried deep inside your sister's pussy. One little push and you're in."
My cock twitched, enough that I felt it catch briefly on her opening and I realized just how right she was. I couldn't tell if she was asking for me to do what she was saying, or just pointing out how hot it was, and before I could make up my mind she'd already adjusted slightly and began sliding back down my dick.
"Is that what you want?" she asked, still making eye contact. "Does my twin brother want to fuck his sister?"
"Yes."
"Say it."
"I want to fuck you."
"Say it hotter."
"Yes, I want to fuck my twin sister's wet pussy!"
Elayne moaned, arching her back in a way that let her press down harder into me. With the extra friction, she began to move even faster, now no longer slowly slipping up and down my length, but instead actively grinding my cock. Enough of her natural lubrication had spread over my shaft by this point that it was incredibly smooth and felt far better than any masturbation I'd ever done on my own.
"Gonna fucking cum," she hissed, biting her lip. "Gonna cum so hard from grinding my clit on my brother's dick."
I shifted my grip to more easily play with her nipples, and immediately felt her body rock as several tremors ran through her.
"Let me know when you're close. I want it on me, not your stomach."
I nodded, while doing my best to hold out--wanting to enjoy the experience of her pussy getting me off for as long as I possibly could. Unfortunately, my dick was already being pushed to its limit, and it wasn't much longer until I knew there was no way I could last any longer. "Gonna cum," I gasped.
Immediately, Elayne was up and off me, shifting into a kneeling position. Wanting to give her what she wanted, I stood up on the bed in front of her, my hand rapidly jerking myself off. It only took two full strokes before I saw stars as my orgasm arrived, nearly buckling my legs with its intensity.
It should not have given me as much satisfaction as it did to paint my sister's chest with shot after shot of my cum, but god did it feel incredible while looking so fucking hot. Elayne opened her mouth wide after the third blast, and I decided to indulge her, lifting my cock up slightly to send a stream of cum into it. Or at least, that had been the plan. Instead, it splattered all over her face, only a tiny fraction of it actually landing where I'd intended.
She didn't seem to mind in the least, a low purr of approval coming from her throat as her tongue slid around the sides of her mouth to lick up as much of the creamy substance as she could get. With my load spent, I collapsed back onto the bed in a daze, trying to process everything that had just happened. It had been everything I hoped for and so much more.
Shortly after, my sister flopped down at my side, lightly cuddling into my side. "Bet you're gonna have dreams of me after all this."
I laughed. "I already have, the night after all of this began when I saw you playing with yourself in the bathroom."
Elayne shot up into a seated position instantly, her eyes gleaming. "Wait, what? Really? What was it about?"
The image flashed into my head, and even though it was no longer as insane as it had been back then, I still felt my cheeks heating up. "You were sitting on the dinner table, spreading your pussy and you asked me to have you for dinner."
Before I realized what had happened, my sister grabbed my hand and tugged me to my feet. "Right. We're re-enacting your dream."
I blinked. "What, right now?"
"Yup."
Chapter 8: Table
As my sister pulled me into the hallway, I was filled with a mix of emotions. On one hand, re-enacting the dream would be crazy hot, but it was one thing to be messing around in our bedrooms, and an entirely different matter to be doing it in the dining room. The only saving grace was that, by this point, it was well past midnight and the chance of one of our parents waking up and going downstairs was extremely low. My worries vanished into thin air as Elayne glanced over her shoulder and gave me a wide smile--her eyes dripping with lust.
"I wish you'd mentioned this sooner. God, I can't believe one little peek at me naked and you were already dreaming of eating me out. That's such a fucking turn-on."
Not entirely sure how to respond to that, I pulled my hand free as we reached my door. "One sec, I need to grab something," I said in response to her puzzled look. "I'll meet you downstairs in just a bit."
Elayne frowned slightly. "Fine, but you better be quick. I'm going to be upset if your tongue isn't inside me in the next five minutes."
She was already gone, her cute little ass vanishing down the stairs before I could tell her that I'd be disappointed in that case as well. Darting into my room, I grabbed both the vibe and the remote from where they'd been left in the top drawer of my desk. I didn't have any specific plans for them yet, but they seemed like a good thing to get if I was going to be focused on pleasuring my sister's needy pussy.
With both of them in hand, I rushed down the stairs, nearly slipping on the carpet halfway down and barely catching myself in my haste. Taking a deep breath to compose myself at the bottom, I hurried into the dining room before coming to an abrupt halt, my mouth dropping wide open.
Elayne was sitting on the end of the table, her feet planted on each corner as she leaned back, her spread legs completely exposing her neatly shaved little pussy. One of her hands was massaging a nipple, while the other was busy rubbing away frantically at her clit.
"Hey bro, how about you have my pussy for dinner tonight?" she gasped, her fingers not stopping. "Sorry, I was too turned on to just wait for you."
It was so uncannily similar that I could have sworn I was experiencing deja vu. Except this time I didn't have to wake up. So instead, I lunged forward, dropping the vibe and remote onto the table before all but face-planting into her pussy. Her hand immediately moved out of the way, allowing me to run my tongue upward across her slit--filling my mouth once again with her intoxicating taste. Reaching her clit, I swirled my tongue around it several times before giving it the light-sucking motion I knew would drive her absolutely crazy.
I was immediately rewarded for my actions with a loud moan, although it was cut off at the end as she used her now free hand to muffle the noise. While I would have loved to hear her go wild, if we didn't want to be caught then I knew this was the only way with our parents still in the house.
Not slowing down, I pulled my head back slightly and began to truly eat her out, my tongue flicking over her folds in rapid succession. At the same time, I brought one of my hands up and pushed two fingers deep inside her, curling them around to stimulate her G-spot while my tongue attacked her clit. I was determined to make her cum like crazy, to drive her completely insane in a fog of pure pleasure.
So when Elayne had her first orgasm, I took it as only the initial step and didn't let up in the slightest, rather, I doubled down, my tongue and my fingers going into overdrive. Her reaction was immediate, her body shaking hard enough that the table was slightly creaking. My sister did nothing to indicate she needed a break, though, so I pressed on. If anything, her thighs had tightened around my head, holding me in place and letting me know that she wanted more, more, more. I lost track of how many times Elayne's body convulsed in the throes of an orgasm, but as it continued, she gradually began to get louder and louder as she started to lose control.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." She went on and on and on, the words blending and blurring together.
"Should I stop?" I asked, getting a little worried. I'd lost track of how many orgasms she must have had by now. I knew girls could chain them together, but there still had to be some limit, didn't there?
Her eyes snapped to mine, and I swear she nearly growled at me. "Don't. You. Fucking. Dare."
So I kept going, my fingers thrusting into her again and again as my tongue continued to lap, swirl, and lick. The words coming from her lips died off, turning instead to a constant, vibrating moan as her body shook from orgasm after orgasm. The noise actually gave me an idea, and it was only reinforced by the fact my arm was getting incredibly tired from thrusting my fingers into her for so long.
It only took me a few seconds to pull my fingers out, grab the vibrator from where I'd set it down, and then shove it deep into her wet depths. I turned it on, and mashed the plus button, taking it all the way up to its highest setting. Surely that would be enough to finally sate her.
Elayne shrieked--the loudest noise I'd ever heard her make during our time together--before she collapsed backward onto the table, her body going completely limp. It was too loud, something that I was positive could have been heard from outside the damn house. Our only hope was that both of our parents had been asleep when it had happened, because if they were already awake then it would only be moments before they were down here.
I immediately mashed the stupid power button of the remote, already regretting using the highest setting, especially when she'd already been so sensitive after the amount of time I'd spent working her pussy to its limits. I'd taken things too damn far and now I wasn't sure if Elayne was even okay or not. From the rise and fall of her breasts, I knew she was still breathing, but otherwise, she was far more still than I could remember seeing her.
First things first, she needed water. A lot of it. The table, chairs, and floor were absolutely drenched in her pussy juices, and as I got up off my knees and rose to my feet, I realized that so was I, from head to foot. I couldn't help but imagine our mother stepping into the room at that moment. Seeing Elayne naked and splayed out on the table, almost as if she were dead. Me, standing there with my dick poking out, desperately craving some attention of its own. And the area around the table, all but painted in her cum.
Biting back a hysterical laugh, I hurried into the kitchen, grabbed a tall glass, and filled it to the brim with cold water. Then I got a second one, and I was worried I'd need to make another trip. I spilled some of the water in my rush to get back to her, but right now it was the least of my worries. Setting the glass down on the table, I gently raised her head with one hand, before bringing a glass to her lips with the other.
"Hey, Elayne. I'm sure you're wiped out, but I need you to drink some water for me, okay? Can you do that? For your brother?"
Her head vaguely nodded and I took it as confirmation. Carefully, so as not to overwhelm her, I slowly trickled some water into her mouth. To my relief, she drank it down and I slowly increased the flow until she was drinking normally.
"More," she whispered as the first glass emptied, and I was glad I'd thought to grab the second. By the time she'd finished it, Elayne was already looking better--even though it still seemed like a herd of rhinos had trampled her.
No longer quite as worried about her as I had been, the next order of business was coming up with a way to somehow deal with the huge mess we'd made. The dining room reeked of Elayne's pussy. Which wasn't a fair description, because it was a smell I'd come to absolutely love, but it was also the only word that came to mind.
First things first, I needed to get all of the cum cleaned up. A mop would have been ideal, but it was stored in an upstairs closet and that was the last place in the house I wanted to be making any noise in. So, instead, I hurried to the laundry room next to the garage to see what options there might be. Fortunately, I'd done a load of my clothes earlier in the day and hadn't brought them upstairs yet. Grabbing a handful of shirts, I hurried back and used them like rags to begin cleaning up. While I worked, Elayne remained on top of the table, sprawled out and making happy murmuring noises.
I had to make two more trips to get fresh shirts, tossing the now dirty ones back into the machine each time. With the main mess now mostly cleaned up, I returned to my sister's side and contemplated how on earth we were going to handle the rest. We clearly hadn't thought this through at all because the room was still full of the smell of sex and that was obviously going to be extremely challenging to explain to our parents.
"You're looking pretty fucking hard there, bro," Elayne all but purred, her head resting against the table as she stared over at my cock. "Want me to suck you off?"
She wasn't wrong. I was still so turned on from everything we'd just done that it was horribly tempting to take her up on the offer, even though it wasn't the time or the place.
"We really need to--"
I cut off at the exact same time Elayne's eyes snapped to mine, both of us immediately going into full-blown panic mode.
Because we'd heard a noise from upstairs.
A moment later, our mom's voice called down--a faint hint of fear laced through it. "Hello? Who's there? I'm going to call the police!"
Elayne was up and off the table in the blink of an eye, surprising me with her sudden motion. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me after her into the kitchen, both of us trying to move as quietly as we possibly could. It seemed like our mother thought that someone had broken into the house, indicating that Elayne's earlier orgasmic scream had indeed woken her up. I wasn't sure what would be worse, our mom finding us, or having the cops called and being found by them instead.
We made it into the kitchen just as the sound of footsteps on the stairs reached us. Not hesitating, Elayne made a beeline directly for the walk-in pantry, pulling me inside before closing the door behind us. It was far from a good hiding place, but I couldn't think of anything better, short of leaving the house entirely. Considering it was winter and we were completely naked, that obviously wouldn't work out well.
It was pitch black inside the pantry. I carefully and quietly moved to the far wall, my heart racing as I leaned back against it. A moment later, Elayne's body pressed into mine, her back to my chest. As a result, my still-hard cock ended up slipping between her thighs, coming to rest directly against her pussy in a near-mirror replica of where it had been earlier that night.
"Elayne? What in the world is going on, young lady? I found a vibrator on the table and the mess you made. Come out here, right now."
I cursed softly. In our haste, I'd completely forgotten about the vibe and left it behind on the table. Of course, even if I'd remembered to grab it, given the state of the dining room, I was still fairly confident our mom would have been able to put the pieces together.
Before I could ask my sister what we should do, she shocked me by going up on her toes before I felt her hand briefly grab my dick and then a moment later my cock was completely surrounded by a tight warmth.
I was inside my sister's pussy.
And holy fuck did it feel amazing.
"How is this supposed to help?" I groaned, loving the feeling of having her flex against my shaft.
Elayne shrugged. "It's not, but we're fucked if she finds us anyways, so I figured I'd take the opportunity to finally get your dick inside me since this might be the last chance we have."
The only thing I knew for certain was that I couldn't handle this being the only time I got to fuck my sister.
I could tell Elayne was still tired by the fact she seemed to be content just to have me inside of her. For my part, I was dying to pin her against the wall and have my fucking way with her. My cock was finally buried inside my sister's pussy, the ultimate destination, but with the state Elayne was in as well as our mom right outside the pantry, I knew I had to control myself. As incredibly hard as that was.
Almost as suddenly as it had happened, Elayne shifted upward, pulling herself off my cock.
"What are you doing?" I hissed, panicked, but it was too late. She had already stepped forward and slipped out into the kitchen.
"Hey, Mom," I heard her say, sounding terrified. I was pretty sure she wasn't faking it.
"Elayne! What--what are you wearing, young lady?!"
"Um. Not much, I guess."
"Do you even have an explanation for this? What the fuck were you thinking?"
I winced. Our mom never swore.
"I uh... I guess I wasn't, really. I'm sorry, I got carried away and went too far."
"Can you even begin to imagine what would have happened if it hadn't been me or even your father who found you, but instead it was your brother? What would you do if Erik came downstairs and found you naked and fingering yourself on our dinner table?" she demanded.
"Well," I thought to myself, "first she'd pounce on me, then she'd prolly fuck me on the floor, or maybe we'd manage to make it to the sofa and I'd take her from behind as she leaned over it."
"I... oh god, you're so right," Elayne said, her acting as horrible as ever. "That would be mortifying, I hadn't thought of that at all."
"Clearly not," our mom shrieked. "You didn't think about anything except getting yourself off. You are grounded, young lady, do you hear me? Grounded! Thankfully you've at least been getting along with Erik better, so we'll trust that he'll be able to keep you in line."
"What? You mean I can't go anywhere without him? Come on, that's way too harsh of a punishment!"
"Maybe you should have thought about that first, now shouldn't you have?"
...Holy fuck. My sister was a goddamn genius.
"Now, I want you upstairs, cleaned up, dressed, and then back down here to clean up your mess, you understand? You're going to scrub that table clean all night if that's what it takes."
"Yes, Mom..."
I was absolutely crushed that all of this was falling on Elayne's shoulders. It wasn't fair at all to her, but I knew that things would only get catastrophically worse if I revealed myself. So as much as it killed me to do so, I sat on the floor of the pantry and waited. And waited. By the time I heard my sister and my mom heading back upstairs, I had no idea how many hours had passed. To be extra cautious, I waited several more minutes before finally poking my head out of the pantry.
The clock on the microwave let me know that it was just past four in the morning, which helped explain at least part of why I was so tired. Overly conscious of my nakedness, I cautiously made my way to my room and slipped inside without incident. A part of me had been hoping Elayne might be there waiting for me, but the room was dark and empty. Cracking the bathroom door open enough to stick my head in, I couldn't see any light coming from my sister's room either. With how late it was, and what had happened, I imagined that she'd gone right to bed so I climbed into my bed and followed suit.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The next morning, after a dreamless night of not enough sleep that left me feeling exhausted, I threw on some new clothes, brushed my teeth, and made my way downstairs. Elayne was already seated at the dining room table, while our parents were in the middle of making and serving breakfast. Rather than the usual early morning chatter between them, the room was filled with an uncomfortable silence. Just looking at the table was enough to cause the events of last night to flash in my mind's eye, and I struggled to not reveal that I knew something was up as I took my seat next to my sister.
"Morning, all," I said in greeting.
Of course, I couldn't help but check my sister out. She was once again dressed in a skirt and a hoodie, although this time she'd left out the leggings, leaving her legs bare under the table. I had to swallow as I wondered if she was wearing anything other than those two pieces of clothing.
"Ah, Erik, good," my mother said as she set down a plate of steaming muffins. "Your sister has been grounded for the next month. We're assigning you as her caretaker, to keep an eye on her both around the house and if she decides to go out."
"Oh. Damn, sis. What did you do?" I asked, one corner of my mouth raising into a smirk my parents couldn't see.
"That's none of your concern," my mom hurried to answer, while Elayne stuck her tongue out at me. "All that matters is she's not allowed to go anywhere without your supervision, given that she's proven her decision-making to be... extremely questionable. We're counting on you to look out for her, okay?"
"You've got it, Mom," I said, smiling widely. "Don't worry, you can trust me to keep her in line."
Elayne rolled her eyes at me, also so our parents couldn't see, and then even went as far as to repeatedly poke her tongue into her cheek in the universal sign for a blowjob. My traitorous cock twitched at the sight. It wasn't fair at all how much control over it she had.
With the food now all on the table, our parents joined us as we all dug into the meal. Under the table, I gently bumped my leg into Elayne's, getting a bump from her back in response. Considering how reckless we'd been, the fact our secret was still safe from our parents felt like a huge victory, not to mention we now had an even better excuse to spend time together. Things were certainly looking up, although there was still one, huge step left for us to take our relationship together to the next level.
Chapter 9: Sex
The rest of the day after breakfast had passed in a surprisingly normal fashion, almost as if the insane events of the previous days hadn't happened. I wasn't sure if Elayne was just trying to be extra cautious given the events of last night, but the seductive looks she'd sneak me when neither of our parents were in eyesight kept me hard and throbbing all day. The best part, by far, arrived in the late afternoon, when our dad made an announcement.
"Your mother and I will be going to a play tonight. That means the two of you will be responsible for taking care of your own dinner. We'll also likely be back pretty late, so don't feel the need to stay up and greet us. As per the new rules, make sure to keep an eye on your sister, Erik."
"Understood," I immediately replied, nodding with a serious look on my face, all while I imagined keeping far more than just my eyes on Elayne. "Have a nice night out."
"Man, this sucks," Elayne muttered, playing her role masterfully.
As she'd intended, our mom heard and frowned in response. "Well, perhaps this will help teach you an important lesson."
I was already filled to the brim with excitement at the thought of having the entire house all to ourselves. The following thirty minutes as they prepared to leave were excruciatingly painful, but as their car pulled out of the garage and the door slid shut behind them, I could already feel my dick hardening at the thought of being alone with Elayne now. Making my way back into the house, I found my sister in the kitchen, holding an unpopped bag of popcorn.
"I thought we could watch a movie together if you'd like," she said, holding it up.
I nodded eagerly at the idea, already imagining that we'd likely end up doing far more than just that on the sofa. "Sounds good."
"Great, go and get comfortable and I'll join you in just a bit."
Her mention of getting comfortable sparked an idea, and while I wasn't sure if it was what she'd had in mind, I stripped down until I was completely naked before settling down on the sofa. It was a bit cold, although not quite uncomfortably so, and I fully expected it to only get warmer as the evening went on. From the kitchen, I heard the microwave turn off, and a few moments later Elayne stepped into the room.
Her eyes immediately lit up in amusement as she took in my state of undress. "Not quite what I was expecting, but nice, bro, nice."
She moved to set the popcorn down on the coffee table before joining me on the sofa, but instead of taking her usual spot cuddling into my side, this time she decided to sit directly in my lap. And just like that, I found out that no, my sister was not, in fact, wearing any panties under her skirt as my cock smoothly and snuggly buried itself deep inside her.
"Oh... fuck..." she groaned. "I thought I'd positioned so that wasn't going to happen. Plan was to tease you for at least an hour before I let you inside. God, you're so thick you're stretching me and it feels way too fucking good."
I knew exactly what she was talking about. Even though we were just sitting there, not moving, and this also not being the first time we'd been connected, the sheer knowledge that I was inside my sister was... life-changing. Reaching around her, I grabbed a handful of tit in each hand and squeezed, savoring the feeling. A boob in each hand and my sister's pussy wrapped snuggly around my cock. Was there anything better than this?
"What do you think you're doing?" Elayne asked, her voice taking on a playfully stern tone.
"Groping your fantastic tits," I replied, stating the obvious as I flicked her nipples simultaneously.
Elayne couldn't hide her soft moan, not from my keen ears that were now perfectly tuned in on all the wonderful noises she could make. "How could you possibly do something so inappropriate, young man," Elayne said, and I realized she was imitating what our mother would have said if she were there. "I told you to look after her, not to grope her. She's your sister!"
I hummed loudly, and at that moment decided to give my sister a taste of her own medicine. Moving my mouth next to her ear, I kissed it before gently whispering, "But is that really so bad when my cock is also buried balls deep in my sister's sweet little pussy?"
She did that thing where her muscles contracted around me, squeezing my dick like a vice as a much louder moan escaped her. "Shit, Erik, you need to talk like that more often. That was such a massive turn-on."
"Oh? Are you saying that my sister likes hearing her brother talk about how he wants to thrust his cock into her? How he wants to hear the sound of her wet pussy slapping against his thighs as he drills her into her bed and makes her scream his name?"
Elayne's body shook against me, stiffening almost imperceptibly--her pussy somehow getting even tighter, if only for a moment. She sighed contentedly, and my eyes widened as I realized what had just happened.
"Wait. Did you actually orgasm just from me talking dirty to you?"
She shrugged lightly. "What can I say, as I told you, it's really. Fucking. Hot. And your dick inside me while you play with my nipples certainly helped too, don't forget about that."
How could I possibly forget about that? I pinched her nipples a bit harder, earning a hiss of pleasure from her.
"Twist them, just a bit."
I did what she asked and narrowly avoided the back of her head crashing into my nose.
"God, that's so nice. It's so much better when someone else does it."
"You know, we never even turned the television on," I pointed out as I continued to play with her nipples.
"Guess not. Or maybe the movie is already over, and it's time for us to go upstairs. To my room."
I swallowed, my hands stilling. "And what are we going to do once we get there?"
"Hmmm, I seem to recall my brother saying something about drilling and name-screaming."
It was happening. It was finally happening. At long last, I was going to have sex with my sister.
"I'm going to fuck you," I whispered into her ear.
She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. "No, you're going to fuck the living daylights out of me."
I couldn't take it anymore. Dropping my hands from her breasts to her legs, I grabbed under her thighs to stabilize her and stood up in one, swift motion. Elayne shrieked, and I nearly toppled forward before managing to adjust to the balance of two people.
"What are you doing?" she laughed. "This is pretty hot too, but I don't want to fall and snap your dick off or something."
The thought was terrifying, but it quickly faded away as I saw our reflection on the television. "Take a look at that," I said in awe.
Elayne frowned in confusion before turning to see what I was looking at and I heard her suck in her breath when she saw it too.
Acting like it was a mirror, our reflection on the television screen was the single hottest thing I had ever seen in my life. Elayne's legs were spread wide open--thanks to my grip on her--putting her pretty, pink pussy on full display. Nestled between its folds, only the base of my cock and my swollen balls could be seen as the rest was buried deep inside her. It was one thing knowing I was inside her, feeling what it was like to be inside her, and a completely different thing to actually see it like this.
"Fuck..." Elayne whispered, one hand reaching down to touch where we were so intimately connected. "My brother's thick cock is buried in my little pussy."
"My sister's tight pussy is eating my dick," I replied.
We stood there in silence a moment longer taking in the sight as my sister cupped my balls and gently played with them.
"Upstairs. Now." was all Elayne had to say to break the silence and just like that I lifted her off of me, a groan of disappointment escaping both of us as my cock slid out of her.
I carefully set her down and then we were both racing for the stairs, desperate to get to her bedroom and the chance to reunite our bodies together once again. Elayne led the way up them and the flashes of her pussy lips as we sped up them was mesmerizing. It only took us a few seconds longer to reach the door of her bedroom which Elayne threw open, only to have me catch it and slam it shut as I passed through.
Jumping onto her bed, Elayne pulled her hoodie over her head--revealing that yes, she also wasn't wearing anything at all under it either--and fell onto her back, spread her legs, and used both of her hands to splay herself wide open for me. "Inside. Now."
Not hesitating, I all but fell on her, my lips crashing into hers as I surged upward and buried my cock back into my sister's tight depths.
Elayne arched her back, letting out what could only be described as a howl of pure pleasure. The action pulled her lips away from mine but also exposed her neck, and without hesitating I dove in and began kissing and sucking on her smooth skin. As promised, my hips were simultaneously pounding away, pulling my hard length nearly all the way out of her before thrusting back in as far as I could go. Over and over and over I went, grunting and groaning like an animal as I ravaged my sister's pussy. Her moaning only grew in intensity, but for the first time, we didn't have to worry about being quiet.
"Shit!" Elayne screamed, taking full advantage of us being alone. Her hands were wrapped around my back, her nails digging into my skin almost painfully, but certainly not in a way I minded. "Fuck me with that huge brother-dick of yours!"
Somehow, I managed to pick up the pace at her urging, our legs now slapping together with a wet noise as her natural lubricant began to overflow.
"Drive that dick into me. Make me fucking yours."
God, she knew exactly what to say to turn me on. I wanted to say something back, knowing it was something she'd like to hear, but it was taking the entirety of my focus to keep my cock inside of her. The last thing I wanted was to accidentally slip out and completely throw off the perfect rhythm we had going.
"You're mine," I hissed into her ear.
Elayne's entire body convulsed, her pussy squeezing me tightly as my cock exploded, emptying the contents of my balls deep inside her. I think each of us screamed the other's name as we orgasmed hard together, but I was in such a daze it was hard to know for sure. I collapsed onto her, Elayne's heavy panting filling my ears as I felt her chest rise and fall against my own. Our nipples would make contact every so often, sending a tingle of pleasure shooting through me.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her face, her brown hair splayed out around her in complete dishevelment. She was so beautiful.
Her eyelids flicking open, Elayne met my gaze, a smile spreading along her lips. "I can feel my brother's cum inside me," she said in a sing-song voice, completely shattering the mood.
I snorted in amusement, loving that side of her. "So what's your favorite, then?" I asked. "Your brother's cum on your back, your tits, your face, or deep inside you?"
"Hmmm," she murmured, seeming to think about it deeply. "They all have their merits, and I think I'm happy as long as your cum is anywhere except in your balls, but..." She clenched her pussy around me, and now I could feel what she was talking about--the slippery sensation of my cum coating her insides. "Inside is definitely my favorite."
I couldn't hold back my moan at her words and was amazed to feel my cock hardening back up inside her. Elayne clearly felt it too, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Oh? It seems like someone is ready for round two."
"So ready," I said, lifting myself up off of her and getting ready to pick up the motion where I'd left off.
It caught me off guard when Elayne stopped me with a hand on my arm and a shake of her head. "Let's try something a bit different this time."
Curious, but more than willing, I followed her movements, quickly realizing that she wanted me to be on my back this time. Recognizing where this was going, my cock surged back to life in the brief moment it was outside of her before Elayne was in position above me and her pussy devoured me for the third time that night.
I immediately fell in love with this position. Not only could I easily see where my dick disappeared inside my sister, but I had the perfect view of both her boobs and her face--allowing me easy access to reach up and fondle her tits while also being able to watch every expression she made.
"It's basically the same as what we did the other day, but I knew you'd love this," she said, grinning down at me.
"What can I say?" I said with a casual shrug. "Not only is my sister intelligent and beautiful, but she's also an amazing fuck."
Elayne rolled her hips, the motion completely different from the way I'd been pounding into her, but equally delicious. "Flatterer."
"You love it."
"I do. But not as much as I love you."
The words caused me to catch my breath, and I stared up into her surprisingly vulnerable eyes. I knew the words she wanted to hear, and they were so easy to say. "I love you with everything I am, Elayne."
A choked sob escaped her, a single tear beading up in one of her eyes before she quickly blinked it away. "You've made me the happiest sister in the world. Thank you, Erik. Truly."
"And you've made me the happiest brother," I replied. Then I stuck my tongue out at her. "Now, how about we get our twincest fuck on?"
Elayne gave an approving moan, shifting so that her arms were braced behind her. It allowed her to easily lift herself up off me, before coming crashing back down. It also had the added benefit of thrusting her chest out, her hardened nipples all but screaming for my attention. This truly was the greatest sex position.
Not hesitating as my sister continued to impale herself on me, I lifted my hands to her breasts and palmed them, squeezing them together to emphasize her generous cleavage. "You know, one of these days, I'd love to give you a good tit fuck."
Her eyes widened before she nodded her head. "I'd like that too. My brother's cock, resting between my breasts, in easy reach of my mouth. I'd suck you in and swirl my tongue around your sensitive little head before pulling you back out to fuck my breasts."
I moaned, loudly. It sounded incredible, and if my dick hadn't already been inside her then I would have wanted to try it out right now. Elayne had really begun to pick up the pace, however, her pussy now sliding up and down my shaft nearly as fast as when I'd been fucking her. I felt like there had to be more that I could do, other than playing with her nipples which I'd already done a lot of tonight. And then it hit me, or rather, it had been staring me in the face the entire time.
Elayne's eyes were closed, an expression of pure bliss on her face as she rode me, so she didn't notice as I pulled one hand away from her breasts and brought it down to where we were connected. Reaching out, I brought it to rest on the little nub directly over where I could see my cock disappearing into her. It caused an immediate reaction as her eyes shot open and met mine. The only way I could describe her expression as we stared into each other's eyes was pure, unfiltered lust.
I flicked her clit, then circled it with my finger, keeping the motions different and unique each time. I could tell she was getting close, she likely had been even before I started playing with her clit honestly, but now I felt a sense of power fill me. Like I had the ability to decide when she was allowed to cum. Elayne was far more used to the dom role, but I also knew she liked having the tables flipped, so I decided to give it a go.
"Elayne," I said softly.
She nodded showing she heard me, but didn't respond, likely just as focused as I had been earlier.
"You're not allowed to cum until I pinch your clit. Nod if you understand."
Her eyes shot open and her breath hitched, but she did nod. Fuck. What had I just gotten myself into? To her credit, she didn't slow her pace in the slightest, the length of my cock flashing into view over and over. I was getting close too, but a part of me wanted to see if I could last longer than she could.
"You know that you've been a naughty sister, don't you?"
Elayne nodded once more. A high-pitched whine was leaking from between her lips and I noticed that her jaw was clenched tight. I wondered if the dirty talk was having more of an effect on her than my finger on her clit, given what had happened earlier downstairs.
"Naughty girls deserve a punishment, don't you think?"
Again, she nodded, this time even faster and more desperately than before.
"Hmmm. I can't quite decide on what it should be. What a naughty little slut like you deserves." The word just slipped out, and I felt awkward using it, but from the way Elayne's rhythm completely fell to pieces I knew it had had an enormous effect on her. "What do you think it should be?"
She blinked, clearly not expecting me to have offered her this choice. "Anything," she gasped. "Your sister is a filthy little slut and you should feel free to do whatever you want to teach her a lesson."
My throat went completely, bone dry. Was she being serious, or was she just leaning into the role-play? I couldn't tell, but the possibility she wasn't acting nearly caused me to lose the last shreds of my self-control. It was a struggle to come up with something, anything that would work well, and time was a pressing issue, both of us clearly straining to hold on for as long as we could.
"Then agree to let your brother fuck you, whenever and wherever he wants, without question. Understood?"
"Yes, whatever you say, brother," she moaned, looking at me in pure desperation. "Please let me cum? I need to cum so badly. Please let your slutty sister cum all over you."
She won, damn her. I erupted inside her for the second time that night, stars flashing across my vision.
Elayne screamed as she felt what I'd done, her entire body trembling violently. "Cum, cum cum, please, please, please!" Her eyes were wide and full of desperation.
My mouth fell open. She was seriously still holding out, waiting for me to let her get off. I immediately squeezed her clit, making sure to be as gentle as I could. "Cum for your brother, slut." I only said it for her, knowing it would drive her absolutely insane.
Insane was the only word that could describe what happened next. My sister howled in raw pleasure as her entire body rocked once, twice, thrice. Her pussy was clamping my still hard dick repeatedly and the heady scent of her filled the air as some of her pussy juice flowed out of her and onto my stomach.
Like a puppet with its strings cut, she collapsed forward, and I barely managed to catch her in my arms before she crashed into me. Cradling her against me, I gently ran my hand through her tangled hair. "Elayne? Love? Are you okay? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have--"
I was silenced by a single finger, pressing against my lips. "I'm fucking perfect," she rasped. "But I'd kill for a glass of water right now.
"Of course."
I shifted her off of me and rolled her onto her back, my softening dick slipping out of her in the process. Elayne made a soft noise of disappointment, but I knew we'd have plenty more nights together, even if none of them would ever be able to match the intensity of our first time fucking each other. Padding over to our bathroom, I left the light off and quickly filled her cup before returning to sit at her side and holding it out for her.
She took it gratefully, drinking a small bit initially before rapidly finishing it off. As she let the plastic cup drop onto the bed, she let out a deep, contented sigh, and then looked over at me. "Slut?"
I froze, all the hairs on my body standing up at once. Oh. Fuck. "I... Look, I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't have used it, I know. You're not--"
"Your slut."
"What?"
"I'm your sister slut," she said, smiling over at me. "I'm not upset. I never expected you to say it, but fuck if it's not hot."
"So... you're not upset with me?"
An amused light flickered in her eyes. "How could I possibly be upset with my brother after he did exactly as I asked and fucked the living daylights out of me? And controlling my orgasm at the end there? I don't know where that came from, but holy shit, bro. Yes, please!"
I laughed, immensely relieved to hear that everything had been okay. I still wasn't entirely sure how I felt about referring to her as a slut, but a part of me had to admit it was pretty sexy. "So, what now?"
One of her brows arched upward. "Are you asking if we can go again? Because as much as I'd love to, no."
This time, we laughed together, the sound blending together--merging and melding into a single joyful note.
"No, I meant what do we do for the rest of the night? I want to sleep with you--just sleep--but what if Mom and Dad check on us?"
"Please, we're eighteen. They don't do that anymore, and if, for some reason they do, we can just say that you were looking after me, exactly like they told you to." Her hand reached out to rest against the top of my chest, before gently trailing down and then falling against the sheets. "My big, wonderful, brother."
We sat together in comfortable silence for a moment before Elayne shifted slightly, a pink flush coming to her cheeks. "Alright. I think it's time I clean up a bit." Her hand slid down to her wet folds, her fingers pushing inside ever so slightly. Noticing my gaze, she blushed even harder. "Trying to keep you all inside me for as long as I can. Plus it's way easier to clean out of my pussy than the carpet or the sheets. Speaking of, can you take care of them while I'm in the bathroom? There's a second set in the closet."
I nodded, unable to say anything as the full reality of exactly what she was holding inside herself hit me. I mean, of course, I knew it was there since I was the one responsible, but actually thinking about my cum just sitting in her like that... I was positive my face was just as red as hers, if not more so.
As she disappeared into the bathroom, I grabbed some tissues to quickly clean myself up before pulling the sheets off the bed. Gathering them up, I carried them downstairs and tossed them into the washing machine, making sure to grab my discarded clothes from the living room before heading back upstairs. Elayne was still cleaning up, so I made my way over to the closet and found the spare sheets she'd mentioned. By the time she re-entered the room, I'd just finished making the bed.
"God you're amazing," she said, walking over and kissing me deeply.
I kissed her back, loving the casual intimacy we already had together. Breaking apart, she pulled me after her under the sheets before cuddling closely against me, her head resting under my chin.
"Did you mean what you said earlier?" she asked softly.
I struggled to guess what she was referring to. "Uh. You mean about me calling you a slut?"
Elayne laughed as she playfully punched my chest. "No! Not that. When you said you loved me."
"Oh. Of course. I mean, I've always loved you, sis. I just love you a whole lot more, now." My hand slipped over her curves and squeezed her ass, pulling her even closer to me.
"Mmmm, that's nice to hear. I kinda want to fuck you again, right now, but I suppose there's always plenty of time for that in the future." I could tell from her voice that she was exhausted, and fading fast.
"There is. After all, don't forget that you promised to let me fuck you whenever I want."
"Good. You'd better. I'm already addicted to having my brother's cock inside me."
Her words were making me hard again, my dick lightly poking into her stomach, but as her breathing deepened I realized she was already asleep. Closing my eyes, I quickly joined her, welcoming the incest-filled dreams that followed, knowing that we'd spend the rest of our lives together living them out in reality.