Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Brother & Sister Pleasure: Ep4

It was shocking, that sudden contact. Like another wall had been broken through. I swear I could smell the dusty, chipped plaster as my sister busted through yet another barrier.

I rolled over to look at her. I'm sure she saw the shock in my face. Instead, my older sister shrugged.

"Just thanking you," Lucy said.

"I didn't do anything," I said.

"If you say so," Lucy said, and she winked my way.

I started to get up. Flopped back. Like I said, that hardwood floor was incongruently comfy after an explosive orgasm. I imagined a pointy rock might feel the same at that point, honestly. That was the thing about cumming, everything around me felt soft and welcoming. My mind, however, became far sharper.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

Again, Lucy shrugged.

"No, seriously, what is this?"

"Fun," Lucy said, as if it were obvious.

"So, we keep doing it," I said.

"At least till we go back to school in the Fall," Lucy said, "Why not? You have something better to do?"

I had to concede that I did not. The friends that I might want to talk to had all gone off to their lives. The people I very much did not want to see were right outside our front door. It was too easy to feel trapped by a bunch of circumstances that were out of my control.

Lucy seemed to be feeling the same thing. She sat down next to me, leaning back on her bed frame.

"Look, the past year has been so hard," Lucy said, "Dad losing his job. Then losing the house. Having to come home from school and go back to County. This place. I know it's where we live but it's not home. Even the smells are so unfamiliar. I don't like it here. I don't like this. It sucks for you too, right?"

"It's fucking miserable," I said.

"Right," Lucy said, "And this is just... Look, I'm not saying it's my life or anything. It's a distraction. But it's kind of keeping me sane right now. So, I don't want to stop. We'll move on when it's time. I know we will." "That makes sense," I said, "Honestly, it's helping me, too."

"We'll reach a certain point," Lucy said, "It'll be easy. One day we'll stop doing it and it won't even feel different. You'll look back and realize 'oh, it's been so long since we did it."" "Just like that?"

"Don't you think so?" Lucy said, "Besides it's not like we're doing anything serious here. We're not even touching."

to that kiss on the head my sister had given me. For a moment, I realized that we

*

got hotter. Mom talked a big game about buying some window air conditioners, but they never materialized. Lucy and I, already down to t-shirts and shorts, were running out

knob of my bedroom door melted off in my hand. I wish I was exaggerating, but there I was, standing stupidly in the hallway, with a

the couch, stretched out and miserable. She had on a pair of red mesh shorts and a

sucks!" she said, writhing in

my

"What's that?" she asked.

we're both going to be

could go

Lucy said, "Let's

think that'll

barely watchable, and it didn't help me feel any cooler. But Lucy seemed happy, and it was too hot to argue. It's not like I could go back to my

lead kept saying the words 'toe pick' --

to take my shirt off," she said, in

I gave my sister an odd

yours

of that," I said, "It's

uncomfortable. Seeing me in a bra won't even make the top ten of things you've witnessed from me lately. So, I'm going to do this and you're going to be OK

mention my sister's chest was amazing? It was much more than that. Lucy had epic breasts. I knew it, despite the fact that I'd never seen more than the shape of them under her shirt. So yeah, no, I was more than alright with my sister taking her shirt off on the

weird right? Tell me I'm not strange for thinking it was weird that my big sister was going to take out her titties in the middle of the

no matter how I felt about it, my sister was doing it. Lucy reached down for the bottom of her tank and pulled it over her head. You'd think she was ripping off a band-aid, not exposing her twin holiest of

sat back on the couch in nothing but a lacy black bra and a pair of tiny,

breasts, but still. Her boobs were massive. Full and proud. Yet perfectly shaped and wonderfully peachy. I know I'm doing a lousy job of describing them. I'm sure you're thinking 'dude, they're just boobs, and your sister's boobs at that.' But I'm telling you. That's my point. They were so much more than anything I can describe to you. Like

a third of

Lucy cleared her throat,

staring. It was like trying to look away from a black hole, so strong was that

louder this time. She gestured to

agreeing to this literal tit for tat, but I wasn't going to step away from it, either. I pulled

while you're still wearing your bra. It seems to me it would be more even if we were both topless,"

and shook her head. "Nice try, little brother," she said.

staying in our state of half-dress. You won't be surprised to learn that I missed most of what was on the screen. Look, I'm sure that Moira Kelly was

I thought my sister wasn't looking. It wasn't enough. A lifetime's pass to stare

my inability to keep my eyes off my sister's mounds. Instead, she