Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Family Vacation: >25

"You grew those and, suddenly, my sister wasn't my cute best friend who happened to live in my house. She was a woman. A sexy, beautiful woman that I wanted so bad. I knew I wasn't supposed to think of you that way. But I couldn't stop

myself. I started to see you in every fantasy. But, of course, I couldn't have you."

"That had to be hard, fighting with your own body like that," I said. I knew it was, because I'd been doing the same. Telling myself that what we were doing was only wrong if I liked it. Or if we did it once, then it was OK but not twice. OK, twice, but not a third time. And on and on I went, like back on that Tilt-A-Whirl. Sick to my stomach yet praying the ride would never end. So yeah, I got it.

"I tried to find other girls attractive," Liam said, "Their tits were too small, or their face wasn't pretty enough, or they weren't as smart as you or funny or sweet. I was comparing them all to my sister and none of them made the cut. I couldn't stop thinking it: she'd be cute if she looked more like Melanie. And yes, I'm calling you that. I don't care anymore. Lemony was my little twin sister. Melanie is the woman I fell in love with. Long before any of this happened."

I guess Lemon was kind of a kid name. And I liked the idea of being able to buy different colored clothing. Still it felt weird when my brother said it. Melanie? Who was that?

"So, I wasn't mad at you," Liam said, "I treated you like that because if I didn't, I was going to be kissing you. Holding you. Loving you. But I'm sorry because that was shitty too. If it makes you feel any better, I was only hurting myself." "I don't want you to be hurt," I said, "I want you to be happy. I realized that seeing you with Marissa didn't make me jealous because I love you -- your happiness makes me happy. Seeing you enjoy her, that was kind of fun, too." "And I felt the same about you and Logan," Liam said, "Like I said, sis, I just love to watch you cum."

"So we're OK?" I asked.

"You and me?" Liam said, "Yes, we're OK. Our family? Maybe not so much."

And I knew he was right. Mom and Dad were splitting up. I'd known it for so long, well before my eighteenth birthday, being honest. I'd fought hard to not see it, because maybe if I didn't acknowledge it, then it wouldn't be true. But I couldn't change the world, no matter how much I tried. I could only enjoy the good parts. And I was so glad to share them with the love of my life. My brother.

"So, we're going to keep doing this," I said, standing up. I undid my towel and got out clean clothes.

Liam said, his eyes

"And Marissa and Logan?"

up and started to get dressed, too. I hoped he didn't see

TwinCon, or at least the last one like this. Seems a shame to not enjoy our time together.

broadly. I was

*

us working together, the perfect team. I mixed the batter for pancakes while Logan put bacon in

as I walked past Marissa, she slapped my

night was so much fun," she said. "I hope you

bought some time

too. But I didn't think I should admit to how much I enjoyed it. Or, for that matter, how much it frightened me in the morning.

and that word? Some things

describe being

jealous, are you?"

"I thought it was hot to watch you

you and Logan looked really good, too," Marissa said, "We're just being good siblings -- good siblings share. And fuck.

with that," I

to 'share' more?"

you

"Of course I did. His thick dick