Author's Note: Welcome to my Halloween contest entry. After going pretty dark the last two years I decided to go the other way and provide some good old fashioned clean dirty incestuous fun with a Halloween twist. Disclaimer: This story does not focus on one type of incest, but several different family pairings. Enjoy. LC68.
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"Mark!" Melanie yelled from the other side of his door as she pounded on it, "Open the door you little shit. I know you have my lap top!"
"Mom said I could use it because you broke the screen on mine, remember?" He called out while closing the porn site he'd been surfing.
"You've had it all day. I need to use it!"
"I'm busy!" He shouted, scanning the browser history to get rid of the videos he'd been watching.
He stopped when he saw one called, "Big sis makes it better." He hadn't watched that. Or had he? It sounded familiar. He saw the date on it was yesterday. Did he watch it last night when he was using his sister's lap top to work on his Essay?
He was tempted to click on it; after all he did like those videos. Odd considering the only way he'd want to touch his sister inappropriately would be to choke her. Well most of the time, sometimes he did think she was kind of sexy. Then she would do something bitchy and he would be back to wanting to kill her.
"Huh." Mark grunted when he saw a few other brother sister titles throughout the week.
"I'm not waiting anymore!" Melanie announced as she walked into his room.
"Melanie!" He shouted, spinning around in the old office chair dad had given him. "What the fuck, I'm not dressed!"
He was sitting at his desk in his boxers and there wasn't anything near him to grab and cover himself with.
"Oh, gross!" Melanie scrunched up her face. "That's disgusting, just sitting around in your underwear. What if mom came in?"
"Mom and dad are on their way to New Hampshire. They won't be home until Sunday morning." He rolled his eyes. "And mom would knock."
He thought about getting up and grabbing his jeans from on top of the pile of clothes on his dresser. Seeing she was disgusted, he figured he would just stay as he was, it would get her out of here faster.
"You would answer the door for her, me you ignore." She walked into the room and over to the desk.
"You should talk," Mark pointed to her chest. "Wear a damn bra, you pig."
Melanie looked down at her white sleeveless t-shirt. Her breasts weren't big, but far more than a mouthful and were prominently displayed, her nipples visible through the flimsy material.
"Wear some pants perv." She replied, pointing down at his crotch which, like her tits, was well defined in the tight boxer briefs. "No one wants to see that little thing."
"Of course its little, its hiding from you." He smirked. "Bet your boyfriends can only get it up when you're facing away from them."
"Funny, asshole." She retorted, "At least I get the real thing, you get your hand."
"Is that the real thing I hear humming real loud when I come in from work late at night?" He laughed at the look on her face.
"You prick!" She crossed her arms, "Why are you always so mean to me?"
"Why are you always so fucking bitchy?" Mark asked.
"Because you always make fun of me." She stared down at him, her big blue eyes filling up. "You're always mean to me first."
"Oh, come on, Melanie. Don't pretend I hurt the feelings you don't have."
"I'm not ugly." Her lower lip pushed out in a pout. "You always make ugly jokes like just now, saying guys will only fuck me doggy style."
"Maybe they think it's your face and can't tell the difference." Mark started to smile, then stopped, when she lowered her head.
"That's not funny. I'm not a dog." She told him. "I don't say you're ugly."
"Um, yeah you do." Mark reminded her.
"I'm kidding, I think you're really cute."
"See? And...what did you say?" He asked, confused, "You just say I'm cute?"
"You are." She gave him an odd smile. "You're a good looking guy, little brother."
"Okay, what do you want?" He gave her a suspicious look.
"No, really." She went on, "You have that thick wavy black hair and intense dark eyes."
"Intense?" His sister was setting him up for something.
"Yeah like you know, bedroom eyes." Melanie gave him a flirty little smile, the kind she used on the guys at school. "Really sexy."
Even as Mark looked at her like she'd lost her mind, she wondered why the hell she had said that. Telling her brother he had bedroom eyes. Where had that come from?
"Come on, Mark." She stepped up close to him, so she was standing between his legs. "Do you really think your big sister's ugly?"
"Well, no, not really."
"Think I'm cute?"
"I..." Mark stopped and blinked, staring at her as if he had just noticed her.
His older sister was an attractive girl. Her long, curly, dirty blond hair was down and mussed as if she'd been sleeping before she came in and her eye makeup was smudged. Standing there bra less in a little tank top and a pair of denim cut off she reminded him of the expression, 'the freshly fucked look'. As if she'd just had a boyfriend over and had to get up out of bed.
Freshly fucked? Mark frowned, he loved that expression, and look, but to see Melanie like that? His eyes continued to wander up and down his sister's body and he noticed she was watching him with a sexy little smile on her face.