Prequel
She was wearing a little white tee shirt, it was perfectly sized for her body, hugging her breasts and showing every curve. He could see her nipples even through the ribs of the material, their color tinted from under the shirt. Her baggy cotton pajama pants were worn low on her hips, showing off her
perky butt. She was absently sitting next to him on the other side of the couch. The TV was on, they were watching some late night comedy show, Edwin wasn't paying much attention though. She burst out in laughter, and he smiled as he watched her. She looked so happy, her whole body shaking from the giggles. He tried to fight himself, but he couldn't help but notice her breasts as they shook loosely under the shirt. While watching her he started to feel a burn in his crotch. He coughed a little under his breath and made himself turn his attention to the show. It was just ending. She stood up, brushing the wrinkles out of her pajamas, he noticed that her hand lingered for a second at the crotch, pulling out wrinkles that weren't there.
"Well Edwin, I'm off to bed. Love ya." She said as she kissed his cheek innocently.
Heat flushed into his face, and his cock burned some more as she walked away.
What the hell was wrong with him, why was he even thinking about his sister like this? Stranger still, his body hardly ever reacted to girls the same way that he reacted to his sister. When she was around, he was always observing her, protecting her, fantasizing about her. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her smooth soft breasts. He longed to take them into his hands, caress and tug at them relishing in their softness. What would his parents have thought? They would be ashamed of him for thinking about his baby sister in this way. His cock hardened, reminding him of her body again. He rested his hand on his lap, feeling the harness under his palm. With that he quickly went upstairs to relive himself.
Elle was about to get into bed when she heard him bounding up the stairs. She caught a glimpse of him through the open crack in her door. She noticed a bulge in his pants as he slipped into his room. Her face burned in embarrassment, but then she felt another burn. The same burn that had been pestering her for months now. Her pussy ached at the thought of him, seeing that delicious bulge set fire to her desires. She walked over to her bed and slipped her hand into her pants. Slowly she let her fingers trail down her waist and to her clit. She rubbed it in a slow circular motion, feeling the intensity build. She knew what he was doing in his room right that minute. She was so close to him, just one room away. One room away he was gripping his cock with his hands, urgently reliving himself. Here she was doing the same thing, she wished that she could be in that room.
She let her curiosity get the best of her, quietly she stepped out of her room and went to his door. It wasn't closed all the way! There was the tiniest crack in the door, filtering in a sliver of light beaming into the room. There he was, finally she could see. After months of fantasizing, she could actually see! He was sitting at the end of his bed, completely naked. His clothes were strewn on the floor around him. His hard cock was in is hands as he looked down at it. She saw the skin around it move freely against the shaft as he pushed his hand up and down. Her pussy begged for attention, burning with the images filling her brain. She slipped her hand into her pants again and started to rub herself in time with his own movements.
He started to moan, letting out little breaths of air. His eyes were shut tight now. A grimace of pleasure across his face.
"Oh Elle." He moaned a little louder.
Suddenly she stopped. Her eyes went wide. Did he know she was there? She was caught, she panicked and froze. She relaxed when she noticed that his eyes were still closed. She realized now that he was fantasizing about her. Now she knew, he felt the same way! Two forbidden secrets, both taboo and hidden in their hearts.
She saw that he was moving his hands faster now. His eyelids fluttering.
"Just like that, oh yes, right there." He whispered.
She couldn't stand it anymore. The sight of his hard cock was too much to bear. Her pussy was so wet and hot for him she just couldn't take it anymore. With no second thought or consideration she opened the door.
He snapped his head up and tried to cover his nakedness.
"Elle! What are you doing." He stammered.
"Edwin, I can't take it anymore. I've been watching you, I heard you say my name. This is fate. Edwin, I want you too."
