** Another twisted fantasy :) What if wearable tech could detect women's orgasms and punish them for it...? **
Lola had tried going to University but quickly felt overwhelmed and so she decided to drop out, go back home, re-evaluate and then make a new life plan. She was frustrated because as usual she was the fuck up between herself and her brother Jacob, who had already attended and finished his university degree. He had also come back home, but in a sheen of glory since he had managed to get good grades on top of it all and now he had a bright future ahead of him. A fact their parents loved to remind them both of. Jacob's degree was in some kind of tech field, Lola always found it confusing. Now at night he often stayed up late working on something he said would make him rich. Their parents glowed with pride, whereas they just seemed to sigh whenever she was in the room so she avoided the rest of the family and was quiet at meals.
Sometimes she thought the only thing she had going for herself was that she was, well, hot. The few months she had been at university she had taken the chance to sleep around. Now coming back home and feeling like a burden wasn't conducive to Lola getting frisky. It felt like her parents would just become even more disappointed in her if she scratched that itch, so in addition to feeling down about her university failure, she was also horny without being able to satisfy her needs.
The thing was, she thought, that her body was made for fucking. This morning she stood in front of the mirror and admired her forms. Her tits were large and full, with cute nipples. Her waist wasn't the slimmest but that was made up for by her curvy ass and beautiful hips. She had a heart shaped face with blue eyes, and long blonde curls fell over her shoulders. The boys at university had certainly enjoyed making use of her holes, which she gave willingly to most who wanted them. Perhaps, she thought, she had daddy issues.
Her fingertips wandered up her body and began caressing her tits, squeezing and rolling the nipples and she felt how her pussy responded and started to throb. She would need to masturbate - again - she thought. A noise behind her made her spin around and she realised she hadn't fully closed the door to her room. Hurriedly she shut it, scolding herself for forgetting. It would be incredibly embarrassing if her brother saw her. As far as she knew, he was also home today. The last thing she needed was him knowing how horny and desperate she was.
Lola got dressed, ignoring her needy little kitty. She put on a tight top that made her tits pop and a pair of trousers, then went downstairs.
'Morning Jacob,' she called to her brother who was sitting on the sofa reading something. Relief flooded through her, surely he wouldn't be so relaxed if he had seen his sister naked like that.
'Morning sis,' he said, giving her a glance and, she thought, a smirk. She felt her forehead crease at this, while she went into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. A moment later Jacob had followed her and leaned back against the kitchen counter.
'Make me one as well, will you,' he drawled, looking her up and down. 'Isn't that top a bit much to wear at home?'
Lola felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she sorted out the coffee machine, but she refused to let her brother dictate what she should wear.
'I can decide for myself, thanks,' she snapped, but feeling self conscious.
'They're practically falling out,' Jacob continued and walked up to her. Before she had a chance to react he had pressed her back against the counter and stuck his hands down her top. His fingers dove into her bra and cupped her tits briefly before coming back out and then rearranging the neckline of the top. 'There, that's better. Your nipples were showing,' he grinned, 'and we don't want the staff to get the wrong idea, do we.'
Jacob left the room and went back to the living room.
'Bring my coffee when it's ready!' He called behind him.
Lola's cheeks were on fire and she was so shocked she couldn't get a single word out. Jacob was her brother, he shouldn't be touching her like that! On the other hand, maybe her nipples HAD been showing and he'd just tried to be helpful, she thought confusedly. Sometimes it was hard to get her boobs entirely in the bra, it was true. It's not like he had actually stopped to play with her tits, and God knew having large boobs required a lot of rearranging. He must have seen her do it herself a thousand times. The worst part was that she was, in fact, so horny after the encounter. She hadn't quite realised how much she missed being touched and her brother's hands on her tits had now reminded her how desperate she actually was for sex. So who was the sick one of them, she thought, ashamed of herself. It's not like her brother was turned on, it was only her... right? Right.
Lola's hands were shaking as they finished off the two lattes in the coffee machine, and she carried them into the living room. Her pussy was soaked and begging to be touched, and she despised herself.
'Here,' she mumbled, putting one of the lattes in front of Jacob.
'Thanks,' he said with a smile, like nothing had happened. 'You know that thing I'm working on?'
'Well,' she said, trying to play along in this normal conversation, 'I guess, I mean I know you're working on something but I have no idea what it is. Nobody does, you're so secretive.'
'Hah, yeah, well, I'm nearly finished with it and when I am, I'll ask you to be the first person testing the product. It's some wearable tech, I think you're gonna like it.'
'Oh! That's nice of you,' Lola said cautiously.
'You don't seem pleased?' Jacob asked while sipping his latte.
'Well, it's just... I feel really bad about having dropped out of uni, you know. There's nothing I'm good at, that's how it feels, so I'm just... I dunno, don't waste your fancy prototype on me, Jake.'
