Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 1 Stepsiblings discover a common curiosity. (Note: This story series contains hot incest with siblings) Enjoy..

**** The first tChris saw his stepsister masturbating, it was the most erotic sight he'd ever laid eyes on.

She laid on her bed, oblivious to his presence, her hand sliding inside her jeans. Her other hand roamed underneath her tank top. Her cheeks were flushed and rubbed against her bare shoulders as she squirmed over the covers.

He'd chnot ten minutes ago from his dentist appointment. Apparently she'd been so consumed by her task, she hadn't heard him cin the house. When he'd reached the top of the stairs, he saw that her door was ajar. Before he could knock and say hello, he'd caught sight of her through the crack.

He was instantly mesmerized.

At 22 years old, the only tChris had seen a girl masturbate was in porn. Now he was watching his stepsister, Laura, feverishly finger herself, working her body into a frenzy.

And he was instantly hard.

He wasn't really surprised at his reaction. Most people think the default setting for the human body is non- arousal; most people are incorrect. In actuality, the norm is arousal. The brain actually secretes an enzthat tells the rest of the body, "Do not be aroused! Do not be aroused!" When we get turned on, that's because our brains have halted that enzyme, allowing the normal state of arousal to return. And with a 22-year-old male, that enzwas produced even less than normal.

Besides, Laura was beautiful. Long, auburn hair that flowed just below her shoulders, big brown eyes, and a smooth olive complexion. At 21, she had a natural beauty and a body that rivaled any girl Chris had seen in real life. Supermodels and actresses didn't count, by his standards. But she was normally so prudish. It wasn't just seeing her like this that excited him so much. It was the fact that masturbation was the last thing he had ever expected to find her doing. She always wrinkled her nose at any talk of sex. So, despite her good looks and physique, Chris never really thought of her as a sexual being.

As he watched, her pace quickened and a soft panting escaped her lips. Chris's cock bulged against his jeans, and he flirted with playing with himself right there outside her door. Instead, he adjusted his package.

Her panting becmore fevered and immediate. Her hips began to rock against her buried hand, and the one under her shirt descended to her waistline, tugging distractedly at her pants. It was like she wanted and yet didn't want to take them off. Her tugging had lowered them slightly, revealing the edges of her hips and exposing her smooth tummy. Her free hand quickly popped the button and unzipped the fly, then joined the first. She now had both hands working herself.

Her eyes were closed, lids fluttering passionately, and she was biting her lip, her tiny little moans tickling Chris to a raging hard-on. She was the picture of sexy, so sultry and evocative, that Chris wanted nothing more than to join her. But he didn't want to embarrass her or himself. And he was enjoying his peep show far too much.

Her rocking hips began to thrust harder, and her brow furrowed, her face scrunching up in ecstasy. Her head fell back on the bed, her mouth hanging open, frozen in a silent cry of delight. Her back arched up into the air, and she looked almost in pain for instant, before the breath that was caught in her chest escaped in a heaving, trembling moan that sent shivers through Chris's entire body.

Laura's orgasm quivered through her body, her bottom lip trembling, her eyes held shut as she settled back down on the bed, her hands still working inside her jeans, but slower and more gently. She cooed against her shoulders, shivering briefly. And then she spoke for the first tsince Chris had stumbled upon her.

"Oh, Chris..." His eyes popped wide and now his breath caught in his chest. Had he heard that correctly? Had she really just said his name? Did she know he was there? Of course not, her eyes hadn't even opened yet. There was no way she could have seen him. But she had to. She just said his name.

"Oh Chris, Chris, Chris..." She moaned it over and over again, as if putting herself to sleep with it. And then Chris realized, she wasn't saying it to him. She was imagining him. She was fantasizing. She was getting off thinking about him.

Deciding he'd seen enough, Chris had to do something about his own arousal. He decided to take a shower, but in his parents bathroom. If he used the one he and Laura shared, she would hear him and possibly suspect something. Or maybe he was just being paranoid. Still, he decided to play it safe, so he silently padded over to the master bathroom on the other end of the house, closed and locked the door, then started the shower.

Five seconds later he was naked and under the soothing water, jerking off furiously. Chris had never thought about Laura while masturbating before, and now that he was, it was the most intense J. O. of his life. Burned in the backs of his eyelids was the image of Laura's face, biting her lip, eyes fluttering in rapture. He mentally undressed her, imagining what she might look like sprawled out naked, fingering herself, one hand rubbing her clit while the other worked a finger or two inside her pussy. Then, just as he neared climax, she opened her eyes and met his, a deep, wanton gaze that begged him to join her. And he heard those words again escape her soft lips.

"Oh, Chris..." And that was all she wrote. With a quiet groan that still echoed against the bathroom tile, Chris cin his parents' shower, the warm spray tickling the head of his cock, the image of Laura just as strong as ever.

Despite her beauty and physique, he'd never thought of Laura in that way. He wasn't sure why. Even though they weren't related by blood, spart of Chris's mind had decided she was off-limits. Now, after seeing her in her room and then jerking off in the shower, Chris honestly couldn't imagine anything or anyone more erotic. After he dried off, he got dressed, put on sdeodorant, then grabbed scologne and splashed a bit on for good measure. When he cthrough the doorway into his parents' bedroom, he was suddenly jumped on from behind.

"Hey!" Laura said. "You're hearly. Thought you were at the dentist." Ever since their parents had married, the two had always gotten along. And Laura was known for pouncing surprise piggyback rides on him. Now, the smell of her so close and the feel of her pressed against him were intoxicating. He held her legs for support.

"I was. Got back about ten minutes ago." He whisked her around their parents' bedroom. She held her arms out and flew through the air on his back. "How cyou used their shower?" He shrugged. "Something different." Hoping to change the conversation, he dipped and rolled, dangerously close to losing his balance and sending them both to the floor.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Watch out! Chris!" He teetered to the side, unable to right himself, and they both toppled onto their parents' bed, laughing.

"Mayday, mayday!" he said. "We're going down! We're going down!" "Honey, we're already down." She was smiling, her arms hanging across his chest from holding on.

He slid off to the side and sat up. "No classes today?" "Friday's off," she said with a shake of her head. Laura went to a nearby art school. She was studying photography. Chris had gone to a top-rated medical school across the state. Both of them had full scholarships.

"Nice schedule. Wish I had three day weekends." She shrugged. "Wish I had a whole month off for Christmas." "It's not that great." True, Chris was thankful for the end of the semester - finals had been devastatingly hard - but all his friends were at school. He barely knew anyone at home.

At least he'd brought hhis video games.

"So..." Laura was propping herself up on her elbows, giving him a sideways look.

"What?" Looking at her, laid out on their parents' bed, it was easy to picture her on hers, a hand down her pants, eyes closed, lip trembling. Instantly feeling his cock's reaction to the image, Chris pushed it out of his mind. "Our parents' shower." Chris groaned mentally. He thought he'd avoided this. "Afraid I might have seen you in our bathroom?" He laughed dismissively, hoping that would end it. "Afraid I might catch a peek?" She was grinning playfully. Chris noted he'd never seen her like this before. He wondered if it was her post- orgasmic state or if there was something else going on. He thought it couldn't hurt to play along.

"And why would I be afraid of that? I assit's nothing you haven't seen before." She cocked her head knowingly. "Books aren't the sas real life." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! He laughed. "You're right. Sometimes they're much better." "Aww, that's so cute," she cooed, smiling even wider now. "But I bet no book can live up to the real thing." Chris decided to see just how playful she really was. "What real thing? Sex or cock?"

Instantly, a coat of blush spread through Laura's cheeks and she looked away briefly, her smile turning slightly embarrassed. "Either one." Either When her eyes cback to his, there was a slight glimmer of excitement to them. She pulled herself to her knees and scooted closer to him. "Chris..."

"Yeah?" He leaned back and reclined on his elbows now, stretching across the bed. "Have you ever. welb. She trailed off, biting her lip. The image of her on her bed returned to Chris's mind. She looked in his eyes again, then away. "Have I ever what?" he asked quietly. She giggled nervously, playing with her fingers. "Have you ever p-... p-played with..." "Played with what?" She looked like she was mulling something over in her head, then she looked straight at him, a slight smile still on her lips, but it was different now. "Yourself." He laughed. "I think you can assthat of every guy on the planet." She laughed with him, the ice breaking and he could see her visibly relax. "How about you?" Her tension returned immediately. "What do you mean?" Chris smiled. He was really enjoying this conversation. "Have you ever played with yourself?"

She looked back down at her hands, and he knew she was debating her answer. "Only recently. One of my girlfriends at schop told me... how O to how I could... do it. So I've been..." She got lost in her mind for a moment, then blinked back to the present with a flashy smile and a sparkle in her eyes. "Yes. I have." She was loosening up. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1