Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Brother & Sister Pleasure: Ep6

A moment later, I felt the warm wetness of my spend spill into my shorts. There was something almost painful about it. Strained. The bliss overtook me. I felt my sister's hand on my head. Stroking my hair lovingly. I became very aware of sharing this intimate, vulnerable thing with my sister. It made everything more satisfying, yet also scarier.

When I got my strength back, I rolled off of Lucy.

"That was nice," she said, "Thank you for letting that happen."

"Did you...?"

"Not really," Lucy said.

"I'm sorry," I said, meaning it.

"No, don't be," Lucy said, "Honestly it was totally awesome. Different. I loved it."

I nodded, letting myself believe her. If I thought the floor was comfortable post-cum, you can only imagine how nice it felt to be in Lucy's soft warm bed. I let my head loll against the perfumed pillows.

Then Lucy said something that totally blew my mind.

"I think it would be better if we do it without pants next time," she said.

There wasn't a word in that sentence that didn't make my heart race.

*

Fortunately (or not, depending on your perspective), my big sister didn't mean naked, which is what I initially thought she intended.

"No, we need underwear, silly!" Lucy said, clearly trying not to laugh.

days after our previous encounter, and I'd spent the entire time on tenterhooks trying to figure out what Lucy had meant

to be honest we've had to cut back on some necessities because of, well, everything. You know, medical things. So, I'm like, not safe. At the moment. Having at least a layer between me and any

sorry," I

birth control had never occurred to me. I guess being a guy afforded me a few more luxuries than I'd realized. I wondered what else the family was

have a boyfriend or anything right now. And Mom thinks we'll be able to get insurance back in a few months,

off so we can do this properly," Lucy said. I mean, if that wasn't the sexiest thing you've

shorts and hopped up

wish I could tell you that I was used to being in such close contact with my sister by then. But getting on top of her was the same disorienting experience all over again. I was dizzy like I'd climbed a mountain, rather than mounted my

just underwear on was way different. The thin cloth seemed barely able to contain us. I swore I could feel the heat and dampness of my sister's pussy. I was certain she could feel the warmth of my hard-on. The fly of my boxers never

I became very aware of how much we were bare skin to bare skin. Her legs on mine. I buried my head in the crook of her neck. Her scent overwhelmed

into me. I could tell the pleasure was taking hold of her this time. "So

already hot, but now it felt like we were baking. My muscles ached. How was this so much work?

gasp. The effort put me over the top as well. Both of us came hard, wrapped

said. She pushed me off of her and I saw I'd left a pretty large wet spot on her panties. She had a few streaks down her legs, as well. The liquid was white, so I knew it wasn't only my sister's lubrication. "No further, though," Lucy said, "It would be way

agreement. Both of us drifted off

*

my parents swore we could not skimp

quite a few people who probably didn't but showed up anyway. We rented a tent for the backyard, plus tables and chairs. We had catered food, a live band (some of Lindsay's high school friends who agreed

many people, and too much noise there was an overabundance of one thing: alcohol. And

avoid all summer suddenly felt welcome. At least

hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw Lucy standing behind me, grinning from ear-to-ear. She was wearing a sleeveless,

loudly, "There's someone who

"OK?"

at least twenty people out there, impressive considering the size of our lawn. Lucy pulled me straight through the morass to the back, where a cute brunette was lying

you?" Lucy said, then