Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Brother & Sister Pleasure: Ep5

Lucy didn't say a word. She reached back and unsnapped her black, lacy lingerie. She pulled it away and finally, her bare breasts hung free. They were better than I'd been picturing. Plump with phenomenally pert, pink nipples. I lost track of time. Of myself. My whole universe shattered by such a simple moment.

"Your turn," Lucy said. I noticed she'd stopped humping the pillow completely. She was waiting for me to get set.

I stood up and shimmied my shorts and underwear down in one go. My dick popped up, sticking straight out, like an overwound jack-in-the-box. I grabbed it immediately. Unable to control my urge to stroke myself. Now, it was Lucy's turn to gasp. She stared up at my dick like it was an obelisk. A great and powerful object of desire.

"Wow," Lucy said. It seemed she wanted to add to that sentiment, but her brain was no longer in the business of making words.

I sat down on the couch. My bare bottom stuck to the canvas. Lucy spun herself on the ground so she could tilt her head up and see.

"You like it?" I asked, repeating what Lucy had said before. "Is my cock really so amazing, big sis?"

"Stroke it," Lucy said, "Show me. I need to see."

Like I required a command by that point. My instincts had already kicked in. I gripped my dick and worked the loose skin back and forth. I was only using my hand, and dry at that, but it didn't matter. It felt incredible. Meanwhile, below me, Lucy began trembling as she took herself to town on the pillow.

"Oh, Dylan," she said, "Feels so good. Your cock. So thick. Oh, I want it. Show me."

With everything that had already happened, with all that we were doing, I wasn't going to last long. Fortunately, neither was Lucy.

My older sister rolled up on her groin, pointed her massive tits to the sky, then stiffened. Froze in place. Eyes glazed over. Mouth open. Finally, she broke. She let out a short, sharp sob as the pleasure squeezed out of her.

At that same moment, my cock exploded in my hand. A huge gout of cum rocketed out and splattered on my sister's face. I cried out as my orgasm overwhelmed me.

Lucy rolled over onto her back. She jammed her hand into her shorts and buried it in her pussy, working it like she was trying to rip the poor thing off. She stared up at me, eyes filled with hunger despite having already reached her peak. I hit her chest with my second shot of semen. Splattered her face again with my third. My sister gasped and groaned as I bathed her in my essence.

Finally, I puddled onto the ground, splayed out next to my sister. The last of my spend leaked out over my fingers. Lucy rolled over and kissed my forehead again. She stank of pussy and sperm. Desire and satisfaction. Brother and sister, in a way we're never supposed to experience.

"You got me," Lucy said, gasping for breath, "Got me good."

"Sorry," I said.

"No way, that was awesome," Lucy said. "Going to need a shower now though."

"Me too," I said.

miss what I was implying. For a moment, my big sister stared at me. She had my cum in her hair. On her massive tits. Both of us were barely clothed. Was I really asking for that much

my surprise, my older sister actually seemed to consider my offer. But then she jumped up

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thought, after everything that had happened, that we'd progress more. Maybe Lucy would repeat her performance and take her top off or ask me to show her

least for

getting closer, needs outside of masturbating with my sister began to take precedence.

set up. Lindsay was going to join us at County after

laundry, cooking meals. My parents were still working like dogs, but our older sister, Jan, got a bit of a break midway through the month and we met her in the city for lunch. Jan made no mention of the previous 'incident' and certainly we had nothing

summer break as best we could, considering the circumstances. You'd never know

room, folding clothes. She'd given me the chin jut and here we were, getting ready to

to each other during the act, but we never came out and discussed the

Lucy meant that she wanted me to jerk off again. Which, I was totally up for. I was all prepared to let her know that I was fine with it (in exchange for a boob reveal, natch), when she swerved so hard it nearly knocked me over. "I'm just thinking," Lucy said, "Instead of using the floor or a pillow or whatever,

raised an eyebrow. Wasn't that

mean, like. If you were pressing on me. And I was pressing

was too shocked to respond. What was Lucy suggesting,

as if that made things better. "It would be the same as always. Sort

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this remained normal sibling behavior. That you could tell someone about it, and they wouldn't stare at you in horror. I mean, I wasn't going to proactively bring it up at parties or anything. But I thought it was something

with my sister, I didn't know how to respond. Would I, like,

to your butt, well, you do have

know, Lucy,"

awesome, and I bet it'll feel way better than doing it on the floor. And it won't be anything different than we're already doing. It's almost exactly the same thing. Truly." "So, you would, like, lie down. And I would be on top of

She clapped her hands. Somehow, it seemed, I'd agreed to do this without

back. She patted the comforter, like asking a puppy to jump up and join her for a snuggle. Per usual, Lucy was wearing a t-shirt and tiny

grey sweat-shorts. The thought of lying on my sister clearly appealed to one part of my anatomy, because I was already achingly erect. For

the bed. It was oddly soft, like trying to crawl across a Bounce House with fifty kids going to town on it.

"Like this," I said.

"Whole body," Lucy said.

over my older sister. She spread her thick thighs. Holy fuck. This was oh-so-very-much like fucking.

gave me a nervous smile as I adjusted myself. But she didn't stop me. Gingerly, I aimed my groin over my sister's. Then I slowly lowered it down. My hardness pressed into her. I couldn't tell if I had the right spot

Lucy said. "To the

truly tell whether I was pressing against a leg, a tummy, or a pussy. But my sister sure knew

her

looked up at me, expectantly. Again, we shared an anxious