Nala sat at the front steps, a cigarette and a glass of wine in her hand. Her nails, long half moon specks of red that matched her full and pouting lips.
Maddox liked her look. Classic, beautiful...sexy. Yes, he would admit only to the deepest most pitiful part of himself, he was attracted to her. Of all people, his body ignited to the flame of his little sister.
To the delicate heart shape face, to her lush, long blonde locks that fell artfully about her sunken in waist and full hips.
Family visits like these were short. Once he turned eighteen he left his home, his loving parents and sister for any type of escape he could find from those desires. It happened so it was the military which found him, and he had spent the past eight years dutifully and admirably serving. In between seeing his little girl turn into the beaut she is today. A milky skinned, sumptuous eighteen year old.
He was dragged from inappropriate thoughts when she finally took notice of an approaching figure, her blue gaze falling into Maddox's golden one. Her smile was sincere as she scrambled to embrace him. Her body was warm as it pressed into him, melting away the filter once again and he inhaled her scent deeply, allowing his fingers to curl in her hair as he enjoyed the closeness of her.
A bit dazed as she broke away, he spoke almost too softly to her as they caught up and the evening progressed. But it wasn't unusual to anyone who took notice, because it had always been that way. Maddox's parents would often accuse him of spoiling the girl. Every birthday gift topped the next Christmas one and nothing she did was ever foul. Even the little temper she had.
As the night died down it wound up to being just them two on the couch. It didn't seem much different than any other one they'd shared, they sipped on their drinks and told stories, new and old when very suddenly, and unwarranted Nala procured a very stirring question.
"How do you make a girl cum?"
Maddox almost spit up his drink, the words falling from her mouth echoed to his groin, causing him to look with much horror at himself, in between her legs up to her full and perky c's.
"Surely you've made yourself cum...Haven't you?" His hardening cock twitched at the question.
So much more lurked in it than just rhetoric. He licked his lips, a predator-like instinct possessing his thoughts as he scanned the blushing face of his prey.
"Well...I have but is it different for every girl?"
"Everyone likes different things..." He should have stopped there but the rest just flowed out...
"Some girls will like slow and soft sometimes and hard and fast others. But it's well known that a little attention to the clit can make a big difference. What makes you ask me?"
He wondered the last bit aloud and the girl blushed again, her thighs pressing together as more wetness seeped into her panties, she could feel her swollen lips just aching for a stroke of some fingers. No, not just anyone's either, she knew just who she wanted to make her cum. She had for a long time.
"Honestly." She began, whispering as she leaned in closer to him, making him shift, his eager body wanting as much of hers as he could get away with.
