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.

and I'd spent

some necessities because of, well, everything. You know, medical things. So, I'm like, not

I said, "That

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

said, "Honestly, it's not the end of the world. Not like I have a boyfriend or anything right now. And Mom thinks we'll be able to get insurance back in a few months, so I'll be good to go." "OK," I said, "Still, is there's

start by taking your pants off so we can do this properly," Lucy said. I mean, if that wasn't the sexiest

lowered my bottoms, careful to keep my boxers in place. Lucy shucked off her own shorts and hopped up onto my bed. She lay back, unable to keep from making a silly giggle.

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

rested my hardness on Lucy's sex. Well, she was right about one thing, pressing with just underwear on was way different. The thin cloth seemed barely able to contain us. I swore I

around me, holding me close. 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

humped up into me. I could tell the pleasure

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

could. Lucy made this strange, high pitched, strained noise. Then punctuated it with a gasp. The effort put me over the top as well. Both of us came hard, wrapped around each other. When it was over, Lucy cackled and gave me a peck on the lips. I was so enraptured by my orgasm,

left a pretty large wet spot on her panties. She had a few streaks

agreement. Both of us drifted off for

*

my parents swore we could not

invited everyone we could think of to the house -- family, friends, neighbors -- whoever wanted to come plus quite a few people who probably didn't but showed up anyway. We rented a tent for the backyard, plus tables and chairs. We

people, and too much noise there was an overabundance of

At least mostly. Every conversation was twinged with the fear that someone was going to start interrogating me about what was going on with me or

shoulder. I turned and saw Lucy standing behind me, grinning from ear-to-ear. She was wearing a sleeveless, summery dress with a pink, floral pattern that showed off her curves. Lucy had a beer in her hand and, judging by the look in her eyes, quite a

too loudly, "There's someone

"OK?"

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 back

don't you?" Lucy said, then collapsed into