It's 4 am in the morning. Instead of sleeping next to my sister in bed., here I am sitting in front of my computer in my briefs. I had tossed and turned, unable to stop all the commotion in my brain. So, rather than disturb her peaceful slumber, it had dawned on me that I had left my computer on. Maybe if I studied up on what all this Dom/sub stuff was about, I could begin to understand what Emma was desiring. At the very least, I could talk intelligently with her on the subject.
After rousing my comp from its sleep mode, I stared at the sexy image that was still there, before navigating back to the index page. I searched for a link that discussed the topic, then clicked on a pic of a woman on her knees at the feet of a man. He was holding a chain that was attached to a collar around her neck. This led me to another page full of photos.
People were exploring bondage along with other things-- ropes, harnesses, and so much more that my mind was more confused than ever. I didn't have a clue which direction to go. I was just about to shut off the computer in frustration, when a warm hand tenderly gripped my shoulder, startling me.
Emma's groggy voice inquired, "Couldn't sleep, sweetie?" I swiveled around to see her standing there, wearing nothing but her shirt. Looking adorable, her hair all tousled and her eye makeup smudged, she yawned.
I frowned. "Not very well. I wanted to find out more about all this Dom-sub stuff you're wanting to try."
She offered me her hand. "Come to the couch, so we can talk, okay?" I nodded and took her offering, following her to the sofa. "Sit!" She pushed me down, then sat beside me, throwing her legs over my lap while resting her head against my shoulder.
"Maybe I can help," she offered. Her fingers began to wander lightly over my chest. "I'm just as confused about what I want as you are." She looked back toward the computer. "The only thing I'm sure of is that I want someone else to be in control-- not all of the time, but a lot." She leaned away to look at my face. "Think of it this way. Of all the stuff you see on that screen, there is so much that I want to try... to explore. And, I want to have a man who will take charge, push my boundaries and join me on that journey, just like we did last night."
"I see."
"I'm just as new at this whole thing as you are. Like I told you, Doug only wanted to do his thing. While I was seducing you, I could tell right away that you wanted to share with me what was happening. At first, I had to push you, but that was just to get you past the fact that I'm your sister."
I reached out to brush some stray hair off her face so I could see her eyes better. "That was a big hurdle. You had me so surprised, plus so turned on that I had no willpower." I changed the topic, "I need some coffee! Let me up."
She shifted her legs away as I rose and went to the kitchen. Trailing behind me, she continued our conversation, "You could see on the website that there are tons of things that make up the Dom-sub scene. I want to explore a bunch of different ones... like bondage, the spanking stuff, maybe the collar/leash, and some others." She leaned back against the counter to watch me making a pot of coffee. "I want to have a say about what we do. But, I prefer to just discuss what is going to happen, then let you take over."
Finished with my task, I turned to look at her. I had to grin, my eyes immediately spotting her exposed pussy. She noticed my gaze and gave a little curtsy, even turning around and flipping the hem of her shirt up to show me her jewel. She wiggled her butt. "I love! my new plug. Thank you, brother."
Stepping up behind her, I groped the flesh around it. "I plan on replacing it very soon with something else, slut." I smacked her ass with one hand while tugging on the gem with the other.
She arched her back and leaned her head against my shoulder. Her breath was hot on my cheek. "Can't wait to have you stick my ass with your caw-ck," She shoved her butt back, searching for it. Her hand lifted to find the back of my neck as her head turned, her mouth seeking mine.
Our lips met, my hands sliding up to her tits to squeeze firmly. She located my filling prick inside my shorts, squirming to pin it between her cheeks and grind against it. Shit! How did I get so hard, so fast? She had a way of getting me instantly aroused. I ground back against her jewel and chased her tongue with mine for what only seemed like a few seconds, until the hiss and spit of my coffee machine caught my attention.
Reluctantly, I broke away to take care of it. "Want some?" I wondered.
She smiled. "Yes, where's your sugar?" We fixed our cups, then retired back to the sofa.
After taking a couple of sips. I confessed to her, "Since I'm totally clueless about what's been getting you so turned on, I'm more than happy to let you suggest an... activity? And, maybe some guidelines about what to expect, or what I could do?"
She chuckled. "That sounds perfect!"
Not much else was discussed as we tried to wake up some more. She told me that she really hadn't thought that far ahead yet, since she was so caught up in figuring out how she was going to seduce me. Other than her anal deflowering, she suggested that maybe we could just pick a scenario and try it.
Eventually, hunger overtook us. She helped me scrounge up a simple breakfast which we greedily scarfed down. We then returned to the couch to cuddle and inhale some more caffeine.
It wasn't much later that we began to get frisky again. We ended up in my bedroom where she stripped and asked me if I had something to tie her up with. All I could think to do was dig through my dresser where I found a few old scarves that Bev must have overlooked when she left.
"Tie my hands behind my back." She turned and waited for me. As I finished the knot on the scarf around her wrists, she added, "Now, tie my elbows together." I took a second scarf and bound her there, as well. "Our safe word will be-- ummm-- halt. Okay?"
