BEYOND SIBLING RIVALRY
A sequel to 'It Was More Than A Trivial Pursuit'
They both said that it had been a special evening that they had spent together, the party at a mutual friend's place not going on late into the night, let alone into the early morning. Some had work to go to even on the weekend, others were still students, but they had all kept in touch and the network thrived because of it. For them, as on previous occasions, the important thing was that they had an unbreakable bond that no one could loosen let alone break.
"Archie?" Livy called out as she knocked gently on her stepbrother's bedroom door.
She was startled by it being opened so quickly and she took in his appearance in a single glance. His T-shirt fitted snugly and his baggy lounge pants seemed tight around his slender waist. He looked strong, fit, and healthy, yet she knew that he was not into obsessively exercising. He was light on his feet and danced with such rhythm, and to the beat, that she'd had to fight off the other girls who sought to claim his attention.
"I was going to come up to your room," he smiled and gazed admiringly at how her short pyjama set, with its tropical leaves and brightly feathered Toucan print, flattered and shaped her figure. "We had fun at the party and I don't want that to end."
"We've got some time, so I can stay until Mother comes home," she replied, brushing her fingers over his chest as she walked past him and into his room. "At least she texted me to say that she would be late coming home..."
"Or her new man makes her come."
"Archie!" she laughed in mock horror at what he had said. "I have been wondering about her and the man she's talked about, 'John' I think she said his name was. I guess it had to happen sometime. She's too young to go on living alone or without someone in her life."
He felt but a moment's pang of jealousy that Donna may have been claimed by a man she met at work and they had gone out for an evening with others. It had happened before, but she had never been out so late. He had become an emotional prop for Donna when Frank had left them, unlikely as it had then seemed until he had taken her to bed, or had she claimed him? It didn't matter, they had been complicit in pursuing frenzied fuck-fests whenever the opportunity arose.
It had all been illegal and immoral, and common sense had finally prevailed, but he now wondered if that would apply to how he felt about Livy who was petite and shapely, not as fleshy and buxom as her mother whom he had always thought of as Donna. He would only ever have one mother and Donna filled the emotional gap in his life that his adoption had brought down upon him.
As for his relationship with Olivia, or Livy, as she preferred to be called, they were friends and always had been, a scarcely noticeable difference in their bond never spoken of. As kids they were always in and out of each other's rooms; they would lie on his bed, or hers, and talk, read, even sleep until Frank and Donna had gotten up and they all had breakfast.
They shared confidences, Livy more open than he was or ever had been. Whenever they were in company, as at the party, they always seemed to drift through the throng and be together again, the grip of a bond particular to them too strong to break. It seemed that neither of them wanted that to happen.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked, sweetly, brushing her fingers over his lightly bearded face as she saw how serious Archie's look had become. Under the skin, of the happier party man, there was also a seam of introspection.
"I've been thinking about how I like being with you and that you haven't let what happened between Donna and Frank get to you."
He moved away from her and sat down on the edge of his bed and Livy settled down beside him. She saw how he stretched out his legs, the slenderness of his large feet, and threaded an arm through his and gripped Archie's strong hand as the other offered a slow caress to his bare arm and felt the bicep tense for a moment.
"You know why, should know why. We've always been close and in ways that are different from family. Oh, I know that everyone thinks of us as a brother and sister, but the reality's always been so different."
The few boyfriends she had known did not arouse the same feelings in her as Archie always did, and the emotional bond was morphing into something else, one that she never gave full voice to. It was an unrequited sexual torment.
"Even more so the older we get?" He asked it as he gazed across the narrow space between them and he met Livy's questioning look in her lovely eyes. "I...I want to kiss you...and to kiss you differently."
"I...I want that too," she stammered, taken by surprise to hear him speak so directly about something that had gnawed at her, until now.
Archie stood up suddenly and tugged on her hand so that he could draw her to him. Livy soon felt the effect that she had on him. Her heart fluttered and she felt her breath catch in her throat, and she squirmed in response to the turmoil in her tummy. Jeez, her pussy was leaking as her mind somersaulted in anticipation of what could happen between them. His erection kept brushing against her tummy and they moved against each other as if in a dance.
"You're strong, Archie so go slowly," she breathed hotly against his lips.
"We'll hear her when Donna comes back," he said, his breaths just as warm on her lips as they clung to each other.
"Yeah...yeah we will!" she gasped and realised that Archie wanted to fuck her and that they were acting as if it was perfectly normal for them to feel this way about each other. "I...I wondered how it would feel to have you touch me in...in the ways that you do now."
He kissed her on the lips and she clung to him as she felt the press of his erection against her tummy. His hands drifted over her shorts and gripped her bum. She groaned through their kisses, moved her head to vary the angle of his claims to her lips, his tongue pressing against them until they opened and she let him in.
"Where, Archie, you darling!" She clung to him, her body shivering in response to his touches and the continuing press of his penis against her. She decided it for them. "In my room...we'll have time to stop if we hear mother come home!"
♥
She felt so turned on, so ragingly aroused, by the thought of having sex with him. She had thought about it often enough, touched herself too when the frustration had become too much to bear, but she wanted him to be the one that she 'did it with'. She wanted that erection she had felt press against her tummy to be in her and for them to do something loving and tender, not wicked or depraved. She had been on his bed, even in it, often enough in years gone by but as they grew older it did not seem right to do what had felt natural, then.
Now, being loved...for them to fuck...felt a natural progression from those earlier and seemingly innocent times. Now, she felt him and he could feel her. Now they could kiss and their caresses would have a different purpose and become a prelude to them becoming lovers.
"It feels as if I've..." he began but his voice trailed off as Livy gripped him, his lounge trousers deformed by what he would bring to her.
"It feels like you've been waiting for me and for us to be like this?" Her arms were draped around his neck and she stood on tiptoes to be close to him and to share kisses and caresses.
She had dared, just once, to look at a porn site and watch in fascination as a couple fucked, the man agile and quick, the woman scarcely able to control what he did. Her face had been seen contorted in pleasure, and flushed red with effort, as the guy lay between her parted legs before he had entered her body. How her pussy had quivered and leaked when she watched them, the man balls-deep in her and as the young woman writhed and bucked underneath him, her tits grabbed and feasted upon. They were soon wasted by all that had been sought from the other.
Would it be like that with Archie? She would soon discover how it went and with him.
"I want you.."
"I know you do, but why?" she replied yet knowing the answer, a surge of longing rippling through her pussy, "why now?"
"You know that I've had girlfriends but my feelings always get drawn back to you. But you know what people would say about a brother and sister getting down on each other..."
"Only we're not that, in a blood and genes sense, a brother and sister." Livy hesitated as she realised what the words might arouse in him. "Sorry...I didn't mean it to sound like that."
"Don't be sorry, it's only the truth."
She offered trembling caresses to his body as Arche tugged away his T-shirt. "Brothers and sisters getting it on is incest. But what we would share would not be that, but a special love...that I hope for and want."
"It's that way for me too." She wasn't going to think too deeply about what was to happen and wanted from him or between them. She wanted to fuck and see how long they could keep that a secret from Donna. "Lie down on the bed with me, please?"
She lay on her side, her head resting on one hand, propped up on her elbow, as he crawled up behind her and she felt his arm wrap around her before his hand drifted under her pyjama top. Her heart raced as she felt his erection press against her bum and his nibbled kisses to her neck sent tingling rushes down her spine and tightened the cramp of longing in her pussy.
"That feels nice...why haven't we done this before?"
She shifted so that her pyjama top was tugged up to her shoulders and he began to nuzzle kisses to her skin, down her spine until his lips kissed the small of her back. She shivered in anticipation as his hand slowly caressed her hips and then trailed down over her tummy, his fingers probing sensually into her belly button.
She grabbed that questing hand and took it to her breasts and coaxed him to claim them, to encourage Archie to squeeze them and trail his fingers over her hardening nipples.
"They feel wonderful," he murmured with his lips pressed to her back as he made her shift so that she lay in his arms and both hands claimed her breasts, his palms then pressed onto them to excite her nipples until she felt them to be excruciatingly hard.
