Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Brother & Sister Pleasure: Ep7

"OK, OK, meet and greet time is over," Lucy said, breaking in. Her voice abruptly serious. "Come on Dylan, we need to go give Lindsay her birthday gift."

"Let's give it to her later," I said. Lucy glared at me so hard, I felt my bones begin to crack.

"What is it with the names in your family, anyway?" Kara asked, oblivious to the implied violence in front of her. "Lucy, Dylan, Lindsay. And what's your older sister's name again?"

"Jan," I said, "My parents are huge classic rock fans."

"Janice Joplin, Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, Bob Dylan, Lindsay Buckingham." My sister ticked the names off her fingers like it was rote.

"No Stevie, huh?" Kara said, clearly making a joke.

Both Lucy and I eyed each other. There had been a Stevie, but Mom had lost him in the last trimester. It occurred to me -- that was truly when my family's troubles had begun. One long, slow, downhill slope from there. I'd never realized it went that far back, but there it was.

"I'm going to get a drink," Lucy announced. She jumped up, grabbing my arm. "And so are you."

"Sorry," I said, as my sister dragged me away. "It's been a rough summer."

*

I tried to get back to Kara, but Lucy wouldn't let me.

"Why would you introduce us if you don't want us to talk?" I asked. We were both standing in the kitchen. My older sister had stepped up to mixed drinks, finishing a rum and coke way too quickly for my liking.

"I thought it would be funny," Lucy said, "You know, after what you told me last month. But instead, you had to go and make it all weird." "Weird?"

"Flirty," Lucy said, "That's not cool. You can't just, like, pick up my best friend, OK?"

"I kind of feel like she was being flirty with me," I said.

"Whatever," Lucy said, putting her cup down forcefully. "It's not OK so don't do it."

I should have let it go at that. I can't play dumb; I knew exactly what the problem was. And if Lucy had been flirting with one of my friends I'd have been equally upset. But in the moment, well, Kara was super cute. And I hadn't lied before, I really had crushed on her pretty hard in high school. To have her get all bothered about me, that was the kind of ego boost I couldn't back off of.

Like Lucy had said, our time together was going to end. We weren't in some forever relationship. So, what if I tried to play the field a little? Was it so wrong to want to be a boyfriend instead of a beating-off little brother? And yeah, maybe I'd had a little more to drink than I'd let on, as well.

I pushed the issue. "I can do what I want," I said, "You're not

"Fine, go back to your slut," she said. I waited for the argument. Wanted it. Instead, my older sister gave me one last angry look, then flounced off. "See if

We sat on the lounger and talked about nothing. Not ten minutes later, the skinny brunette told me she had to head out. She gave me her number, but with only a

on

All I could

find Lucy. But she'd melted into the crowd. Finally, after about thirty minutes

out when she saw

damn, she was far

apologize," I said, the words spilling

worry about it, favorite brother,"

lolled over me, clumsily wrapping her arms around my shoulders. Her soft chest

"Ummm, Lucy?"

couch. The room was filled with other people, some of them our friends and family. This was way beyond sibling-level affection, and I was too worried about

to kiss me. Not a kiss on the cheek like her best

my best to slip from her grip before Lucy could complete the kiss. She was surprisingly strong, but I managed to escape. She grabbed me again, though, and held me centered. She

no," I

have sex with my sister? My conscious mind, my rational aspect, had already decided no. That what we were doing might be dangerous but full-on incest was straight up wrong and so wouldn't happen. But

to trust her. I didn't want her having

enjoyment. The next chapter is

Lucy cried out, throwing her arms in the air. I looked around the room, but fortunately no one else seemed to hear her. Or at least they were polite enough to pretend they hadn't. "Lucy, please be quiet,"

me up. Make me scream

said. I held my sister

asked. She shifted from lusty to sniffly in a second. It was a frighteningly fast

"You're drunk," I said.

to stand up. "I thought

knew I had to. It was freeing to finally speak it. Like jumping out of a plane. Thrilling and terrifying all at once. Heart racing. Stomach twisting. "But not like this." "Why

won't take advantage of you. If you feel

My sweet body. Don't you want it little brother? Don't you want to fuck sissy? Give it to her good? Fill

really bad idea. But the rest of it? Yeah, I was up for that. But

it, or I'll find someone else who

in serious trouble. I wrapped my arm around her back and lifted her off the couch. "Where

bed," I

said, "Took you long

that," I said, "You need to sleep