New author here, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.
This is the third chapter of a much longer story that will span multiple categories. The bulk of it will end up here under Incest/Taboo. This first chapter following that theme is just a taste; there is much more action to come.
If anyone would like to assist with editing, I'm more than willing to accept help.
Thanks & Enjoy.
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In the Closet
It took Alex several minutes to gather his thoughts and clean up after his encounter with Fiona in the guest bathroom. His shorts were stained; the obvious next step was to head upstairs and get dressed properly. Maybe then he could begin his day, pending any further interruptions by his sister's ambitious friends.
Alex crept out of the bathroom and turned up the hallway, a pair of used cotton panties in each hand. One was black and cold, the other white, warm, and wet. He could still taste Fiona on his lips as he bolted up the stairs and into his room. He shut and locked his door and collapsed on his bed. His mind raced: a buffet of panties, girls fingering each other, and a secret orgasm slurped up greedily. Then most sensual piss and pleasant intrusion, followed by a blur of wet white panties, oily tits, and plump lips holding him while he unleashed.
Alex failed again to comprehend his circumstances. He'd never received near this level of attention from the opposite sex. His analytical mind couldn't process it; he had no idea what to do, it was an uncomfortably rare feeling.
Reverting to his baser instincts, Alex felt the panties clutched in his hands. He brought both pairs up to his face and inhaled their musky womanly scents. His restless prick reacted immediately. He removed his soiled shorts and spread out on his bed, softly stroking himself while slowly breathing through the black and white cotton draped across his face. As their twin scents filled his nose he reached another peak, splashing a few weak streams across his stomach.
Three times before lunch, Alex continued to set records. Exhausted from all the early excitement, he drifted off to sleep with panties still strewn over his head and cum drying on his belly.
Alex woke an hour later feeling reinvigorated. Naps weren't normal, but neither was his day. Peeling the panties from his face, he reached under his bed and pulled out his secret shoebox containing Sam's lacy red boy shorts. He deposited the black and white treasures in the box and shoved it back under his bed.
Alex stood, still naked, cleaned himself up as best he could. He got dressed and then checked his phone, it was near lunchtime and he still hadn't heard from Ben. It wasn't right, his friend was always there. Alex dialed and he picked up immediately.
"Yo," Ben said in his best nonchalant voice.
"Dude, what the hell?" Alex barked, not buying his friend's casual reception.
"Sorry man, something came up. Can you come over?"
"I'll be right there." Alex hung up and raced downstairs. He passed Casey and told her he was going over to Ben's for lunch. She waved absently, absorbed in her own activities as he bolted into the garage.
Alex pulled on his riding jacket and pants, donned a helmet, and hopped on his motorcycle. He launched down his long twisting driveway and turned up the street. Fresh air rushed over his face and Alex grinned; he loved riding his bike, the freedom was exhilarating. Mostly he was glad to be out of the house, he needed to clear his mind. He rode around the block several times to stretch his tires then tore off towards his destination. Minutes later he rolled into his friend's driveway, parking in his usual spot next to Ben's rusty Subaru.
Ben's sister answered Alex's knock. Her long dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail revealing an angular and attractive face. She was short, just at five feet, but well proportioned. She reminded Alex of his younger sister Casey, they were the same age and build.
"Hi Meg. Looking for Ben."
"Oh hey, he's up in his room," Alex entered and closed the door while Megan returned to the kitchen. Alex watched her saunter away in form-fitting gray leggings, sinewy legs flexing her tight shallow curves.
Alex shook his head and bolted upstairs to Ben's room. He knocked when he reached the door and heard a muffled "Come in."
"Hey man, what's up?" Alex asked.
"Dude, you'll never guess what happened to me yesterday," Ben blurted out in excitement.
"If it was anything like my night then I bet you have some stories to tell," Alex replied.
"Oh?" said Ben, eyebrows raised.
"You first," Alex insisted. "You're the reason all this went down."
Ben acquiesced. "I got a call yesterday from a number I didn't know and this girl named Becky answered. She said she knew your sister Lily and needed a favor. Some surprise they had planned for her birthday party. She wanted me to cancel our plans. I didn't know what to make of it so I started asking questions. How did she know we had plans? What did they want with you? I had a bad feeling about it man, I wasn't going to throw you to the wolves."
"What did you do?" Alex asked.
"She was persistent, but wouldn't tell me anything. She wanted to meet at Jefferson Park, said she'd make it worth my time. She sounded hot on the phone, and I've met enough of Lily's friends to know she probably was. So I went down there and we met behind the baseball bleachers." Ben's eyes grew wide. "She was gorgeous, man. Long blonde hair, huge cans, curves for miles."
Alex grinned, more knowingly than Ben was aware. His friend continued, "I got nervous and asked what she had. She held out a paper bag, it was filled with porno mags from her dad. The real nasty kind you can't even find in the store anymore. I wasn't impressed, it's not like we're fourteen anymore."
Alex nodded in approval of his friend's porno negotiation skills. "So what happened?"
