Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Family Vacation: >22

We packed the car, then went back to the boardwalk for dinner. As we ate sausage and pepper sandwiches, I got a text from my Mom. "She wants to know when we're coming home," I said.

"There's a club down the street from here," Marissa said, "They don't check IDs too closely and I thought we could go for a bit." Well, that answered that question.

When we were done eating, we walked off the boardwalk and into the downtown. The sun was at the horizon, turning everything a shadowy orange. Lots of people our age milled about. I saw more than a few guys watch me and Marissa hungrily, despite the two large men we were walking with.

The club was at the end of the block, striped with pink-blue neon lights. As Marissa promised, the bouncer barely glanced at our IDs before letting us inside. The place was loud and already full of people. A DJ was at one side of a large dance floor, lost in a haze of laser light and choking smoke.

There was a long bar at one side, and we went over. Again, no one checked Logan's ID when he bought the three of us beers. We leaned against the bar and watched as other people danced. I tried to sip my drink slowly. Despite all the sex and sleep I felt a bit gummy from the three I'd had before. The bottle emptied way too quickly. Even faster, Logan replaced it with another. I tried to give him money for it, but he waved me away.

"I want to dance," Marissa announced. She looked at Logan, but he eyed her like it was his first time at dim sum and she was offering him some chicken feet. "You're no fun."

"I'll go," Liam said. He shrugged and left his beer, half drunk, on the bar. Marissa grabbed his hands and dragged him out.

funny combination: this tall, lithe woman dancing with her shorter, muscular partner. The differences didn't seem to bother Marissa one bit. She danced with my brother

chest, gripping his hips, grinding her butt back against his crotch. I should have been jealous. But

arm and pulled me out to the dance floor. Together, we began moving to the music -- a pulsing,

into my soul. It was

my sides, my chest. Moved behind me and pressed his hardness into my ass. All

felt a hand on my shoulder and Liam spun me away. "Having

here, how could I not?" I

laughing. Whispering made up lyrics in my ear that kind of fit the wordless, thrumming tune. According to

brother aside and she and I were dancing in a very different way. My cousin wrapped her long, thin arms around my neck. She waved her arms and undulated her hips. Marissa smiled

and you don't even see it," Marissa

me full on the mouth. Urgent and heavy. Lips sweet and tongue

I was on my third beer at the club. No, my fourth. I'd lost count. The world seemed tipsy, spinning ever so slightly. Time slowed to a crawl and skipped whole sections just to catch up. We

he squeezed my tits. I wanted more. My body wanted more, and my brain was too checked out to set