Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP23

"Brianna and Jenna don't want to do anything," I said, "They gave me this whole speech before we came over."

Amy gave me a disdainful look. She blew her hair out of her eyes. "Please. Those two? They want it as bad as you, maybe more. For the first time in your life, apparently, you need to look at your sisters' tits more. They've both had their headlights on full blare since last night. Those girls like to pretend to be chaste, but they're really just Chasing you. If you get my meaning."

I gave my sister a doubtful look. Did girls truly say one thing but mean another?

"Fuck yes we do!" Amy said. "Trust me, those two are gushing down their legs like a freaking waterpark. Whatever they say? They're desperate to ride. But they want you to force them on, or they won't go. That's part of their kink." I gave Amy a puppy dog look. She smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"I don't know," I said, meaning it. There was too much blood in my one head to help the other. Amy let go of my shaft, leaving me both relieved and disappointed.

"We just need to trick them into it a little," Amy said, "You're so much better at this than I am -- come up with a plan. Don't worry, I've already deployed some secret weapons." "They said they won't drink," I said.

"Oh Chase, honey, give me a little more credit than that," Amy said, "I've already done my part, trust me. Now it's your turn to improvise when the situation calls for it, OK?" I told her I would. Amy stood up and patted my head, lovingly. "That's a good boy."

Amy walked out of her bedroom, leaving the door open for me to follow. As she went, I watched her body transform. Her steps slowed and her body slouched. It was like watching an octopus slink back into the shadows, slowly shifting color to blend into the sea wall. Magnificent and terrifying all at once. Amy groaned, loudly, and my younger sisters both cooed sympathetically. My older sister walked right past them and shut the bathroom door behind her.

I padded back into the living room, then sat down on the floor and leaned against the couch. The twins were still sitting on the floor in their pajamas, staring at the TV. Once again, I was sitting with some very sexy girls in not very sexy pjs. I had my orders. All I had to do was find a way to separate column A (hot sisters) from column B (clothing). Easily done. I hoped.

"What did Amy want?" Jenna asked. We could hear our older sister knocking things around in the bathroom. I wondered if she was actually searching for something, or just giving me time to work my 'magic,' whatever that was. "Amy called you into her bedroom?" Brianna asked, "How come?

"Oh, she needed something down from the top of her closet," I said.

"She's taller than you," Jenna said. I shrugged.

I hadn't even come up with a plan and already things were falling apart. I thought back to how I'd accomplished this before.

The first time, we'd gotten it done with peer pressure. The false feeling of competition plus Amy and I stripping, ourselves, got my younger sisters into it. The second time, Amy had gotten the girls drunk and had them play a game that, again, gradually ramped to sex.

So, there was a theme there: something that lowered inhibitions plus some sort of external pressure. Amy had said she had a secret weapon, I assumed that would cover the first part. Now we needed a reason for the clothes to come off. I rubbed my arms, subconsciously. For all the cold that was outside, Amy's apartment was remarkably warm. And then I knew immediately what I had to do. God bless Nelly. He really is the Shakespeare of our time. "Gee Amy," I said, loudly enough that all three sisters could clearly hear, "It's a shame that you can't adjust your thermostat."

"What?" Amy asked. She came back out into the living room, the bathroom door swinging open behind her. "Are you cold? I could turn up the..."

"No, you can't," I said, quickly interrupting, "Remember you told me before that this is an old building and so the heat can't be changed from here?"

There was a pause. Amy's face shifted, like the idea had finally hatched in her mind.

a shame, but true. In the winter it's practically summer

you spend most days in shorts and a

I was liable to get hired for an afternoon infomercial.

has to be so frustrating,"

during the summer and I'm

that sucks so

moving, it's so

is so

at her sisters' compliments. She joined us on the living room floor, smiling excitedly. She put her arms around her younger sisters and squeezed their shoulders. "That's what Chase was doing before," Amy

"But Chase said that..."

"Just to be sure." I jumped up and sprinted into Amy's bedroom. Sure enough, on the far wall, there was a little glowing screen for a modern thermostat. I swear I almost cackled as I turned it

the living room, doing my best to appear pouty.

up from the floor where she was cuddling with the twins. She gave me

could see the worry in their

It seemed to piss her off that her sisters weren't more empathetic of her fake

first movie -- the guy got the

through the glare. But no one seemed to want to do anything else. I looked for something we could all enjoy but the girls didn't want action or sci-fi and I couldn't bear another

I can go out,"

so chill," Jenna said, "I don't

said, "Since when is the floor

could order in," Amy

me a knowing look. She reached for her cell and

wait," Brianna said, "A big, salty slice of pizza would

Jenna said, "This would be perfect if it wasn't so damn hot in here." She gave Amy a careful look -- anything that came close to

definitely gotten the job done. I felt over-warm in my boxers and a t-shirt. I couldn't imagine how my sisters were suffering in full length pajamas. And the twins were both wearing flannel, which, had to feel hotter than the baking ovens we were watching

for warm weather," Amy said, "I'd lend you my stuff but it's all in

That directly contradicted what we'd said earlier about needing shorts all winter. But the twins let

lightest clothes

in just boxers and

Amy said, "We have to

to put on more clothes?" I asked. I moved like I might actually get

we'd all be suffering the same

I'd have layers and you