The laptop screen reflected the sweat flicking off her tiny tits as she humped her brothers pillow vigorously with her petite body. Her bare chest was slick and shone with a glare just like her round glasses. Her black hair was greasy and her grey eyes were dull and disoriented. She wore nothing but tight, old panties and new expensive headphones on her ears that drowned out the world as she listened to moist grunts of the couple fucking on the screen. Her wet, empty, pale body pounded against the pressure between her legs with desperation as she rode close to climax. Her fists clenched on the pillowcase. She smelled him as she imagined him there now. Her pert ass rose and fell as she ground against the sheets. It felt so good.
"What the hell Clare!" She thought at first she just imagined it. It was like a voice off in the far distance. She turned while still grinding and saw her brother, and his girlfriend, staring dumbly from the doorway. Clare stopped in horror and quickly closed her laptop, tore off her headphones and rolled to her back, trying vainly to cover herself with the pillow.
"J-Joey!" She tried to hide everything and squeezed tight, "Kn-Knock first!" She exclaimed. Her body was already hot, blushed and sweaty. Her humiliation was total. There was no way for her to cover her wet panties and her bare tits at the same time with the small pillow.
"We did!" His hair and eyes were the same as hers, and he was also under average height. However he was built like a young man, and was an athlete and a scholar. He hid his eyes with his hand and a grimace. Joey's girlfriend giggled, her prominent tits bouncing behind a burgundy sweater and her blond braid wobbling down to her long plaited skirt. She was taller than both of them, about an inch taller than her brother, and a head taller than Clare.
"O-Oh," Clare was even more embarrassed, "I thought you said you'd be gone all day!" She hid her face, her legs clenching.
"That's next week." He sighed. "In my room? Really?" He grabbed some of his things, "Alright, well, sorry to interrupt."
Her body was burning under the cloth. "S-Sorry!" Clare apologized as her bother closed the door as she saw his girlfriend snicker again. Maybe Clare was being too harsh. Lily was a good girl, and great for her brother. Clare was just jealous, she knew that much. She got out of bed and wormed her way into her skirt and t-shirt on the ground. Once she was decent she went into the living room to try to explain. "H-hey, you still here?"
"Yea, for the next few minutes at least." Joey explained. He was making something in the kitchen area. "Next time you want to use my room for, uh, what ever, can you just ask me first?"
"Right." Clare couldn't believe he had seen her like that. Was he thinking about her ass right now? No, of course not. Her eyes went to Lily. She was laying down on the couch with her breasts pressing on the cushion and her round rear wriggling as she checked her phone. She had normal proportions for a woman, better than normal even. She was smart, funny, and she even worked out. Clare could easily see the hourglass in her figure. It was her ass he'd be thinking about. Not Clare's pathetic body. Besides, what kind of sicko is attracted to their fraternal twin? She grimaced. "I'm really sorry. You know your room does have better internet connection."
"Right." Joey sighed. "Anyways, you find a job yet?" Clare hated that question. It had been months since she had graduated from college, but she never seemed to be a good enough vanadate for anything. Her brother had wanted a roommate so she took it, and he was still waiting for her to be able to pay her side of the rent.
"I sent out some resumes today." She lied. She planned to do some later, after letting of some steam, but an entire day to herself had been too tempting to resist. Now she wondered if she'd be able to concentrate at all. It was hard to deal with all of that rejection every day.
"What do you do?" Lily asked. They hadn't talked much before. Clare usually hid in her room when Joey brought friends over.
"My major is English literature." Clare answered. "I really like reading, mostly."
"You check the library?" Lily asked. She turned and rested on her back.
"Yea." Clare mumbled, "I wasn't very good at paperwork, so they let me go after a few weeks."
"Oh." Lily scratched her head, "Have you had many interviews?"
"Not recently." Clare had been slacking off more and more. She was getting even more anxious each time she had to try to impress someone. She was getting anxious even now. "Last interview was about a month ago."
