Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP20

I stared down at the floor, crestfallen. Why did my sisters have to make me feel so bad about stuff that felt so good?

"And, if you behave, you'll get a special treat when we get home," Brianna said.

"Bree!" Jenna turned on her sister.

"Come on, Jen. We have to offer him something as a reward," Brianna said. "Fine," Jenna said, "Deal?"

I nodded. Both girls stood up and marched out of my bedroom. Brianna's bubble butt and Jenna's barely-there bottom both bounced off and I couldn't help but think of the old saying about hating to see someone leave but loving to watch them go. Good Lord, I'd been blessed with some sexy sisters.

And yet neither was even in the same class as our older sister, Amy.

Fuck. I was not looking forward to making that phone call. Before the previous weekend, Amy and I hadn't gotten along at all. In truth, she was a total bitch to all three of her younger siblings.

I pictured a very uncomfortable conversation in my head. I knew from experience that giving Amy demands was like trying to take the cubs from a mother grizzly bear: if you're lucky, it ends with you losing only your arms and legs. But I'd been talked into a corner.

I picked up the phone and dialed. As it rang, I said a little prayer to the phone gods. If Amy didn't pick up (and I was really hoping she wouldn't pick up), then I wouldn't have to tell her all the things that I knew would piss her off. I could avoid getting scolded by both my older sister and the younger ones. But Amy answered almost immediately.

"Chase!" The excitement in her voice was contagious. It was like getting a dose of anti-fear penicillin: every worry washed away. Finally, someone who wasn't from the alternate 'we-hate-Chase' universe I'd unwittingly stepped into that Monday morning.

"I'm stuck at the courthouse," Amy told me. "But you're still coming, right? I hadn't heard from you guys and I was starting to worry."

"Yes," I said, "Definitely coming. It's just..."

"OK good. My apartment's all set up," Amy said, making it sound like the dirtiest thing in the world. "I can't wait to hear about all the nasty things you three have been up to in my absence." "Well, here's the thing..."

"You haven't done anything?" I don't know how not fooling around with my younger sisters was a betrayal of my older one, but she sure made it sound like

judges streaming past her -- yelling all those things at the top of her lungs.

you all at least rubbed one out

for you?" I said, tentatively touching my toe

the garage. That fantastic fuckstick

her that her younger sisters might not be on the same page. I was supposed to be setting boundaries, not amping Amy up about what was to cum. Er, come. "Are you listening to me, Chase?" Amy sounded increasingly distressed by

Look, Brianna and

their stupid pills," Amy said, "And tell them I'm super disappointed in both of them. Jeez, what good

everything better," Amy said. "I've got a whole awesome weekend planned, I promise. I'll pick you all up at the station, so text me when you get

The next

what I was supposed to say. I wasn't calling Amy back, but I couldn't tell the twins I'd been unable to extract a promise, either. I decided to tell Brianna and Jenna that Amy had agreed and hope

no wild drinking? Did anyone else need to ask for those things from their sisters? But for me, in that moment, I couldn't imagine how we would avoid

three days later, when I realized that I'd followed my younger sisters' guidelines

*

the twins and I convened in the living room, ready to make our epic, urban journey. Each

Mom said. She did

I thought that being inappropriate was exactly what Amy had in mind. But I couldn't say that to my father, so I let him continue to talk

and down the aisle. It wasn't too full -- we were able to find a set of empty benches where all three of us could sit across from each other. I ended

girls buried themselves in their phones. The train chugged heavily to the next station. The car began to fill up. After a few stops, there was barely enough room to stand in the corridors, let alone sit. The whole way, my siblings and I

pills were confirmed. I didn't say anything else and, to this point, I hadn't been called on it. Still, I wished my sisters would have said something instead of glaring me

know I come off as a big perv through all this. But the truth is, I loved my sisters for more than just their tits and butts. I also loved their soft, squishy pussies. Their mouths

got caught up

truth is I loved my little sisters well before I ever did any of that dirty stuff. Jenna was super smart and caring. Brianna was funny and sweet. I thought they were special people and I loved them for who they were. When we were together -- you know, the dirty way -- I told myself that it wasn't only Amy's prodding, the alcohol, or my apparently impressive dick. I really believed that this