Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP1

Introduction: Siblings stripping escalates to something spectacular. Read & Enjoy...

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My whole family was home for the holiday break. It was the first time we were all together in nearly five years. The first few days had been fine, maybe a bit awkward, but copious gifts and heavy meals have a way of smoothing things over... The third day, however, my parents announced they had a thing that night - my Dad's company's Christmas party - and they insisted my older sister, Amy, had to stay home to keep an eye on us. Amy was not happy about it. "It'll just be for a few hours, honey," my Mom said, already standing by the front door and pulling on her coat.

"It's not fair, I'm a grown woman with my own life," Amy said, "Besides, I think 'the kids' are old enough to be on their own at this point."

Amy was twenty-six, a good seven years older than me and eight years older than the twins. She had always been distant with us. The age difference, especially when we were younger, was a big deal. When you're nine and your sister is 15, she might as well be another adult. Amy was out of the house before I was in high school.

"It's one evening, pumpkin," my Dad said, tying on his scarf, "I really don't see what the big deal is."

"Luke and I have a date tonight," Amy said.

"You and Luke have been together for three years," Mom said, "I'm sure you can do it another time."

They kept arguing. Amy stomped around the living room and screamed at my parents. In the end, they left her no choice. She was stuck with me and my younger sisters for the evening.

"Be good for your sister!" my father called out and pulled the door behind him.

As soon as the door squeaked shut, I jumped off the couch and grabbed my own coat. With all the tension left lingering in the house, I figured it'd be safer for me to be somewhere else. Besides, I'd be doing Amy a favor, giving her one less 'kid' to keep an eye on.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, Chase?" Amy snapped as soon as she saw me reach for the front door.

"I'm just going over to Shawn's house across the street," I said, hands in the air like she was about to shoot me, "He got a Switch for Christmas and we're going to play Smash Bros."

Amy rested her hands on her hips. She was wearing a light blue tank top and a pair of sweatpants, already attired for a Friday evening in. My older sister was tall - she even had an inch on me - with deep green eyes and wavy, blonde hair that hung down to right below her breasts. I knew I wasn't supposed to think of my sister as a sexual creature, but I was still a 19-year-old boy and Amy was smoking hot.

But in that moment, Amy appeared too angry for me to subtly assess her assets. So, I made sure to keep looking her in the eyes. For the most part.

"You're not going anywhere," Amy said, "Mom and Dad said we're all stuck here."

Besides, it's only across the street.

can't leave so you can't leave. Besides, I need your help to keep an eye

What kind of trouble can two

me as if to ask,

burning, Jenna and Brianna rumbled down the stairs and into

was tiny, thin, with poker straight brown hair and a natural flush to her cheeks. Brianna was blonde

seemed to be grinning about something. She was boisterous and outgoing. Jenna was more serious. Studious. Yet the two of them, by virtue of having been born together, were

Amy announced and marched away from the door. I hung my coat back up

on the dark leather sectional, "I

something healthy?" Jenna asked, "Like steamed

"It's bad enough that I've got to give up my life for you little shits, but now you expect me to

Jenna called after our

"Wait!" Brianna shouted.

you

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a bath and try to pretend like I'm not stuck here for another *sigh*

dinner?" Brianna

eat whatever you want," Amy said, "I don't give a shit anymore." Our older sister stomped off down the hallway. The slam of her

with her boyfriend tonight," I said, "I guess

she said they've been having problems. Maybe tonight she was going to try and fix

don't care what her deal is," Jenna said, "She doesn't

the ones who

a tantrum," I said,

rustle up something awesome here in the house," Brianna

a tiny townhouse. I barely remember the old place, but Amy spent almost her entire childhood there. By the time me and the twins were going to school, my Dad's career had skyrocketed, and we now had a McMansion in a new development outside of town. The house was enormous with vaulted ceilings and hardwood floors. We all had our own bedrooms, even the twins, and there were three palatial bathrooms including a master with a big hot

we'd grown up spoiled and soft. It added to the separation between us and Amy. Like we were from completely different families. The twins and I walked into the kitchen to forage. It was an open concept with a Vulcan stove like you see on fancy cooking shows and a monolithic fridge. The girls started picking through the supplies

"What about?"

And

"Definitely."