Nudist Quarantine Ch 02

So, there's part 2, as you asked for. To be honest, I already had plans of releasing it anyway, I only wanted to see if people liked what I did. And apparently...yes! Thank you very much for positive comments. Enjoy!

*****

When I woke up the next day I felt...weirdly well rested. By that, I mean that it felt...I don't know. It's like I'm somehow a new person with a completely different perspective on things. For example, yesterday I'd push back and suppress any lewd thoughts involving Lilah, but today I let myself explore these thoughts.

Feeling her breasts rub against my back, being pressed against my chest, ohh, and the way her pussy lips slid back and forth against my cock...ahh. I'm kind of disappointed that we didn't have the the time for a round two, we may have had...hmm.

This is the first time I'm actually contemplating having sex with a woman, but I mustn't get careless. There's no telling how parents would react if they caught us going at it with no protection whatsoever, and if I got Lilah pregnant then they would surely throw me out! I will need to be careful with this.

But despite all that, I can't help but feel like Lilah might have exaggerated how emotionally drained her whorish lifestyle was to her. Like, if all of that was an act to place her hands on my dick, because if it was, then it damm well succeeded.

I guess I'll need to talk with her later.

With that thought I got up from my bed, threw my pyjamas on it, walked up to my wardrobe and opened it to pull out my swimming shorts, since walking around while wearing only them seemed less weird than having just boxers on.

When I got to the door to open it Lilah was standing just outside. She looked a little surprised, with her hand raised as if about to knock.

"Ohh, hey, ehmm how did you have a good sleep yesterday?" She asked, placing her hand back down and crossing it with the other at her belly button.

"Well enough I guess, but it seems like I wasn't the only one who thought about putting swimwear on." Lilah was wearing a pink bikini with a white dot pattern, and triangle-shaped panties that just screamed 'Look at how sexy I am.'

She glanced down at her breasts, and then back at me, placing her hands below her boobs, shaking them a little. "You like what you see?" She then turned 360 degrees, slowly enough for me to catch a good look at her butt, and backside which looked just as impressive as her front.

"That I may, but can you say the same? I am most likely not the most attractive guy you've seen naked. I...since yesterday I've been wondering why you'd want to start

that

kind of relationship with me. Not that I'm unhappy, we did enjoy it but..." I looked down and grasped the hair on the back of my head.

"It seemed as if you didn't deserve it?"

"Well...yeah." I looked back at my sister, who was now glancing to the sides, to see if anybody was passing by or not. She entered my room and I closed the door behind her. We were now standing less than a meter from one another. Lilah looked at my crotch, and then back into my eyes.

She smiled. "Well, first off, you are my cute little brother. Second, your dick was

amazing

, and later I'd like to show you a few other ways to use it."

I was taken aback by the words that echoed in my head. '...few other ways to use it.' There was only one thing it could mean.

"Thirdly, I did say I wanted to pay you back did I not? Becoming your 'sexual relief acquaintance' is a damm good way to do so isn't it?"

"Well, about that...I need you to be honest with me."

"Shoot your shot."

"The way how all of yesterday played out...after thinking it over I got the distinct feeling like you've been looking forward to this for some time. How do you see me? As a lover or..."

This was the moment Lilah placed her hand on my mouth and put an index finger on hers, before moving both hands on the sides of my head, forcing me to look directly into her sky-coloured eyes.

"Now listen to me, because I don't want to repeat myself. Got it?

I nodded.

"I do not have romantic feelings towards you, I love you as my cute little brother, and that's that. Do you understand?"

I nodded again, and she shook my head before continuing.

"My teasing in the past was meant to cause enough annoyance to push you towards doing something about it and improving as a person. It didn't work, so I distanced myself to not hurt you with my presence, despite how horrible it felt to leave you. Then, one day...I...caught a glimpse of you masturbating."

My sister blushed, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment as she looked to the side for a moment.

"And I might have had some wet dreams because of it. This is when my brain connected it with my regret for leaving you behind, and now you have the context for what happened yesterday. I was planning to do something similar in some hotel bathroom near a beach, a cruise ship, or whenever other opportunity like that would arise. This nudist quarantine? It was simply an unexpected happenstance that I exploited. So...now's your turn."

"What?"

"Tell me how you feel about us being siblings with benefits! God, you're so clueless sometimes..."

"Yeah...that I am."

...totally not staring at your tits right now.

"So...I guess I'm not against it. I mean, as long as we are responsible. You know how furious parents could get if I got you pregnant."

"Ohh, of course! That's kind of the part of what I wanted to teach you later. I'll be going to get breakfast now, wanna come with?"

"Sure!"

I grabbed her hand she outstretched to me, and we both exited my room, heading to the kitchen. However, despite what Lilah said, I couldn't help but feel like we've become a couple of some sort.

*****

"Hello, Lilah! Hello Damian! I see you're sitting together, may I ask, did the shower help?" Mom was sitting in her seat at the right end of the table, wearing nothing but a kitchen apron, and some purple half-seethrough panties I didn't know she had,

until now.

"Well Mom, it did! Turns out that it's hard to cover how you feel when nothing covers your body from others. Me and Damian had a good talk, haven't we little brother?" Lilah was sitting beside me, or rather pressing her bikini-contained breasts against my arm and upper torso, clearly content with her position.

"Yeah...that we did. Thanks for suggesting it, Mom." I replied.

"Ohh, you don't need to! It worked, end of story, I'm glad you're happy." Mom then turned towards Emma. "But I can see that someone isn't."

My oldest sister was sitting across from me wearing her gray short tank top that covered her cleavage and two upper abs. Her skin was slightly darker from Lilah's, due to all the outdoor exercising that got her a tan. The muscles in her arms bulged skin every time she tensed them, and her contrastingly feminine face had a bad mood beaming from it.

She was munching on her fruit salad that Dad so often makes. "Why would I be? I kind of hoped that this nudism thing was a joke, but then you all show up practically naked! Besides, I heard that these two did a little more than just 'talking' in that shower yesterday."

"Really? Enlighten us then." Dad said from his seat across from Mom.

Emma took on a devilish grin, relishing the words she was about to say. "Well, I did hear some pleasureful moaning from both of them. It was feign and mostly covered by the sound of running water. Care to explain what you were doing back there?"

Dad took on a severe face, while mom raised an eyebrow. My heart sank, and I couldn't find the right words to say. I looked down at Lilah, wordlessly begging her to save me in this one. She let go of me, sat straight in her chair, and looked at everyone individually. She struck me a smile before speaking.

"Well isn't it obvious? We engaged in an 'enthusiastic hugging session', there was kissing too! I admit, I was the one who initiated it as I was trying to thank Damian for hearing me out. Heh, much like how you 'thank' nerds in college for doing your assignments."

Everyone's eyes turned to Emma, who stopped eating her salad in shock.

"Hey, come on sis! Don't you do me like that, I thought this was supposed to be a secret between us!" Emma said with a voice shaking with an audible mix of shock and embarrassment.

"What. Does. She. Mean. Emma?" Dad spelled out each word as if he had trouble trying to not explode with anger. Meanwhile, Mom seemed more interested and intrigued. "Yeah, don't keep us waiting. What did you do to pay intelligent boys to do your assignments? It must've been something...

particularly valuable. "

I simply observed this whole situation, and how overjoyed Lilah was. 'Two can play that game, bitch.' I didn't know there was an expression like that, but that's just how Lilah looked now.

"I...ehh, nothing big just..." Emma began sheepishly, glancing around the room to avoid people's eyes. "...I only use my mouth to...ehm...suck their dicks and...yeah! I...I will be going now."

She stood up and started walking away, leaving her half eaten fruit salad on the table. Mom playfully asked for details but that only motivated Emma to get to her room faster. When she was gone our parents looked at me and Lilah who was just about to finish her portion of the vitamin rich meal.

Mom began. "So, what did you do exactly? I'm eager to learn what 'cuddling' method you used." Dad was glaring at us, tho with visibly less anger than with Emma.

"Ehh, well we..." I tried to say, but...

"I used my breast as sponges to wash his back, and my legs to give him a thigh job, to then have him cum on my face."

Wow, and I thought that it wasn't possible to feel more dead than before!

I looked at Lilah, who took the last bite of her salad. I wanted to scream at her, ask what caused her to say the truth so bluntly. Dad exchanged glances with Mom, and they both leaned forward on the table. For a moment the image of my mom's shapeful melons lying comfortably on the table was all I could focus on, but then Lilah began to speak.

"In short, we were responsibly enjoying our bodies like adults, without doing anything as stupid as unprotected sex. I don't see anything wrong with that, considering how open you are about fucking whenever you feel like. I mean, yesterday you kinda made it hard to fall asleep! Learn to keep the volume down next time."

I...alright, I might understand what Lilah's strategy is here. If can't hide, be bold.

And it...worked?!

Dad and Mom exchanged glances, again, and Mom began to laugh like a donkey, with Dad joining in soon after. Mom was so amused that she even banged the table with her arms a few times.

Once they both calmed down, Mom rubbed her eyes to wipe away the tears of laughter, while Dad worked on getting his breath back.

"Alright, that...that kind of response is honestly

sooo

me. Hey, Henry, remember how when your parents asked me how far our relationship went, I fired back with the 'far enough to reach the end of my vagina'? Ahh, the looks on their faces were priceless!" Mom said, barely containing another wave of laughter.

"That they were honey, that they were. So...just because we had a laugh, do you think we can trust these two..." Dad pointed at us. "...to not get carried away?"

Mom thought for a moment. "Hmm, I think I do. Besides, we can take turns watching to see if they go too far or not."

"Nah, you can take mine. Anyway, I'll go sunbathing, wanna try boob applying the sun cream on me?"

"Oh, ho, ho...gladly honey!" And then they both stood up, walked over to the secondary living room bordering the kitchen, and left outside using the back door located there. The only way I could describe this whole emotional monster truck racing track of a situation was:

"What in the actual fuck just happened?"

"We got permission to keep playing with ourselves for as long as we don't get stupid."

"But I thought that sex is out of the question since they'd take turns watching..."

Lilah placed her hand on my chin and pointed it har her face, which was now less than an inch from mine.

"Keyword: Unprotected. And today I'll teach you about condoms. Come to my room later in the evening.

Don't masturbate.

" With that she passionately kissed me on the lips, stood up, and shook her ass as I looked at her walking back to her room.

"Wow." Was the only fit way to describe how I felt about it.

*****

Evening came surprisingly quick. I mostly stayed inside my room playing games, or searching online for answers to some questions.

'How it feels to have sex?', 'How to mentally prepare for sex?', 'How to sex?' Just to name a few.

I even genuinely watched some pornography for research purposes. Treating it with an analytical approach instead of wank material. I didn't learn anything I didn't know already, and the only answer to my questions I found was 'You'll get it when you do it' so I was feeling somewhat nervous.

The thought that I'll have sex with my sister is...it's alluring, despite how normal it is. The swimming shorts started getting tight as my member absorbed more blood in anticipation of what was to come. I was standing at Lilah's door, looking side to side to see if someone's gonna come over to spy on us.

There wasn't anyone in the corridor except me, my raging erection, and the swim shorts that did their best to contain it. I gulped and knocked on the door.

"Lilah? I'm here. So...are we gonna do this or..."

She opened the door in one quick move, her bare boobs jiggling as she stopped moving. I looked down to see that her shaved pussy was also completely visible, before I could say anything Lilah pulled me inside and shut the door. She then turned to me with a grin and a hungry look in her eyes. I couldn't help but take a step back.

"So...I'm here as you asked, and I'm hella nervous, and the way you look at me doesn't help."

Her smile turned into a playful smirk, the same one she takes on when she teases me.

"Ohh, little brother, it's fine! Could you sit on my bed? I can't wait to see your monster spring out and greet me."

I did as she instructed. I walked over to her pink bed, in a room with rose-red walls, and white furniture. I sat on the edge, while Lilah positioned her face right in front of my crotch.

"Time to set this dick..." She said as she grasped my swim shorts, pulling them down and taking them off me, allowing my penis to spring up, almost hitting her face in the process. "...free." Lilah grabbed my ballsack with one hand, while the other grasped the base of my shaft, she licked it working her way up before planting a kiss on its tip. I felt a shiver going up my spine when she did that.

"Ehh...so...are you gonna blow me or..."

"Nope, I'd choke for sure if I tried to do that with your meatstick. What I want to do..." She pulled out a measuring tape. "...is to see how big it is. The curiosity has been simply eating me from the inside. It won't take long."

"Okay..."

I honestly didn't expect that. I simply sat there as I felt Lilah place a cold piece of cloth on my burning-for-action member. She first checked the girth, then the length and her verdict was:

"Seventeen point eight centimeters, which translates to nice seven inches in length, and thirteen centimeters or about 5,11 inches in girth. In conclusion, this fantastic penis of yours is in the top 5 percent in terms of size." She smiled even wider. "In short, nice cock bro."

"Ohh wow, ehm...thanks. What's your cup size then? You started with this topic so..."

"From what I remember it was somewhere around D, but I don't remember how much in...ehh, that doesn't matter now, they're big enough to use as sponges, but that doesn't matter much now.

Ohh, she...she had no reservations about that.

What does is this."

Lilah leaned below to grab something from below the bed, pointing her nicely shaped ass in the air in the process. I managed to resist the urge to slap it, despite how much I wanted to hear it. Soon after my sister emerged with a plastic 'balloon' in her hand.

"This is a condom. It prevents pregnancy by not allowing the semen to be shot inside the uterus. In the future, remember that it can have holes poked inside it. A girl could use this to baby-trap you so be aware of this fact."

"Right."

"Now...let me just..." She placed the condom on top of my dick, she began to stretch it down by strongly gripping my penis and showing her hand down. Once the plastic got far enough down my shaft, Lilah considered her job to be done and stood up.

She made a few poses that strongly accented her curvacious body, stoking the fire of desire that was already burning hot inside me. "So, you want to be in control, or let me do the deed for you?" She asked while crossing her arms behind her head, pushing her breasts just that much more forward.

"I...I'd like the control. You...you know to get the hang of things."

My sister giggled. "I...I'm sorry you're just dangerously adorable when you're so obviously horny. Fine then. We'll try the missionary."

I deducted that this was supposed to be the name for a position, due to the fact that she moved past me and laid her back on the bed, resting her head on her crossed arms she smirked at me.

"You know what to do next right?" I did. Without a word, I crawled above her, from where she looked even more beautiful for some reason. The way her loose hair spilled from her head on the bed, how her breasts kind of slid to the sides because of gravity, and how her legs were open wide, inviting me between them. I grabbed my cock and pointed it towards its destination, rubbing her pussy lips with my tip, feeling how soft they feel through the plastic.

"Hmm, didn't know my brother was such a tease." Lilah smirked from below. And I? I was getting tired of this tone of hers.

"You know what? I'm gonna shove it as deep as I can on my first try. Let's see how your composure changes when I do."

Lilah's eyes widened, she glanced at my cock, and then back into my eyes. I readied myself for the thrust, using my hand to stabilize.

"Huh...well, suit yourself...AHHHH..." Lilah gasped as I stabbed her pussy with my cock, the fleshy walls of her insides were simultaneously pressing at it from all sides, while also rearranging their shape, stretching to account for my formidable length.

My heartbeat sped up, and my breathing got heavier, just like Lilah's. She freed her hands from below her head and used them to embrace me. For seconds we looked at each other without saying a word. I broke the silence.

"We did it. We broke the line of incest. And you don't look as cocky now do you?" I smirked, mimicking her quite often grin.

"Hah...just...fuck me already. Less talking...more fuuUUUU..."

I began to move my hips back and forth, taking it slow to enjoy every deep thrust, hitting my sister's cervix every time. Lust got the better of me, and I began sucking on Lilah's nipples, nibbling them gently with my teeth as I did. My sister responded with moans of pure unfiltered pleasure, pushing her head back into the mattress, baring her clenched teeth, and locking her legs behind my back.

Every sound, every movement, the addicting pleasure from every thrust, all of these pushed me to pick up the pace and start fucking my own sister harder, stronger, faster, which made the whole thing feel better and better.

After a few minutes or of our incestious copulation Lilah grasped me by my hair and we began to make out. Feeling her tongue inside my mouth, while sensing her vagina spasm and tense around my cock...it was simply indescribably better than masturbation. Sure, the pleasure was of the same type, but this? This was like a hundred or a thousand times more intense.

So I just kept fucking her brains out for another minute or two before I felt that I was getting close to it. I slowed down and decided to announce it.