Chad And Chelsea Ch 01

Chapter 01: Mutual Display

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Chelsea lolled into the kitchen from the back carport, and, tossing her book bag onto a kitchen chair, grabbed a soda from the refrigerator. She popped the top, and took several gulps. It had been a long week at school, and so much walking in this summer heat was ridiculous! Chelsea was 18, fresh out of high school, and attending her first college course in this first summer session. She wanted to get ahead in the world, make something of herself, and she had a workable plan to do just that.

The dark-haired beauty sighed and took another gulp of her soda as she made her way to the living room and plopped herself down on the opposite end of the couch from her brother, Chad. He was two years older and taking the lazy way through college - NOT taking any summer courses. How average. Her plop interrupted his precious video game, and he shot her a nasty glance.

"What the hell was that for?" he hollered at her, pausing his game.

"Oh, shut up," she torted back. "I've had a long day, and I'm tired. This place is a wreck; what do you DO here all day?" He rolled his eyes, unpaused his game, and went back to playing. Of course. THAT is what he does all day. Chelsea sighed. "I'm going to take a shower. Melinda and I have plans tonight." She scarfed the rest of her soda and tossed it into the trash can on her way to the bathroom.

Melinda was Chelsea's best friend, and had been since elementary school. They were going to the new club in town tonight, together, without the boys. Actually, Chelsea's boyfriend had moved away several months ago. He'd been a year ahead of her in school, and stuck around until after Christmas to work and save up some money before heading to college a semester later than usual. Chelsea admired his work ethic; personally, her parents had saved to provide for her education, and so money wasn't a concern. At any rate, in these few months apart, Chelsea's boyfriend had found… alternative methods of satisfaction, let's say. As far as Chelsea was concerned, she was a single woman now. Melinda had promised to help her find a guy - at least for tonight. It'd been so long….

Standing naked in the shower, the hot water running down her tanned and toned body, Melinda closed her emerald eyes and began to fantasize. There would be a lot of guys at the club tonight, and not just guys - men. She wasn't old enough to drink, barely old enough to even get in the place, and they'd all likely be older than she… and more experienced. The thought of having a man close to her, a man who knew exactly what to do to a woman's body, sent chills up Chelsea's spine. Her nipples hardened, and she twirled them between her fingers. One hand slid down her slippery and soaped-up body to massage the outer regions of her womanhood. Yes, that was nice. Not too much though; she planned to leave full satisfaction in the hands of whomever she met tonight. At any rate, she was glad the mood had hit her to feel around, because it reminded her to shave. She'd never completely shaved her pussy before, but found it simple enough. She was careful, and didn't nick her sensitive regions even once. Pleased, she petted herself once again before rinsing and exiting the shower.

The girl remained in the bathroom for a while, primping, dressing, and getting ready for her night on the town. She dressed in a tight black corset-like top which showed more than enough cleavage. The thing boosted her ladies enough that Chelsea didn't even need a bra around her c-cup breasts. The top looked as if it should untie from the front, but that was a faux closure and hid the true button closure beneath it. Her skirt was of a leathery texture, also black, and plenty short. Chelsea almost opted for a new thong, but at the last moment chucked them to the side. It was a night about her sexuality, after all, and why not? She slipped on her heels and rubbed her visible body down with a glittery lotion as a finish to her makeup. Placing the finishing touches on her hairdo, she made her way to the living room just in time to hear her cell phone chiming.

"Hello? Yeah. Uh-huh." A pause. "What? Why?" Another pause, this one longer. Chad had been disturbed and was watching his sister and listening to her one-sided conversation. At this point, Chelsea's face fell. "Oh, okay. I understand. No, it's okay. We'll go next week." Chad understood that his sister's plans had just fallen apart. He did feel bad for her on a level, but he strangely found himself pleased that she'd be staying home. He'd been horribly bored, and having her gone to school every day had totally sucked. Maybe they could rent a movie or two, or something. "No, it's fine, really. I'll just hang here with Chad or something. I don't want to go alone. Nah, it's okay. We'll go next week." She repeated herself, and Chad was happy to hear that her plans may work in his favor after all.

Chelsea hung up the phone and placed it, not gently, on the table next to the couch. She promptly plopped herself down in the same manor as before, and gave a loud huff. The thing was, though, that she'd completely forgotten about her choice of wardrobe. Or, more specifically, lack thereof. From Chad's position, he could see… well, everything. His eyes bulged, and he swallowed hard. He couldn't help but stare. Yeah, she was his sister, but that didn't matter. It was a pussy, and he could see it plain as day. He felt his own body began to react beyond his control, just as Chelsea noticed his glare.

"What? Stop staring at me." She rolled her eyes, but didn't move, unaware. "That was Miranda. She's sick. I told her not to eat at that new burger place; it's nasty! Anyway, I guess I'm hanging out here with you tonight. Turn off the stupid game and let's do something." Glancing his way again, and noticing that Chad hadn't moved a muscle, she gave him a funny look. "WHY are you staring at me like that?"

He gathered himself, cleared his throat, and spoke as steadily as he could manage. "Um, yeah. Sure. We can hang out. There's some new movies on pay-per-view this week if ya wanna. Or, or…" He swallowed again. He couldn't concentrate. Something had to be done. "Look, um…. Could you like, move, or something? I can see what color your panties are." Chad's face broke out in an evil grin. Really, now that he thought about it, Chelsea was damn hot! In that outfit and all dolled up, nowhere to go, and then all on display like that? Hell yeah! So what if she was his sister? She's fucking hot, and he'd seen her newly shaven pussy.

His sister didn't have quite the same reaction. She slapped her legs together faster than lightening. Her face turned beet red, and the squeak that came out of her mouth wasn't even decipherable as a word. "I'm not WEARING any panties!" Chelsea shrieked at him. Chad just grinned, and nodded. She hid her face in her hands, her knees permanently joined to each other, and to her elbows. Her breathing was heavy, and she couldn't think for a few minutes. Chad let her sit, and grinned. Her reaction had only caused his manhood to harden more, and would be plainly visible. She was so cute, getting so embarrassed like that! So cute, and yet so fucking sexy….

Chelsea looked up and first saw Chad's silly grin. She began to scold him, but her voice cracked. She shook her head some and cleared her throat. She looked back at her brother, fully intending to let loose on him, but instead caught a glimpse of his silly grin again and found his amusement contagious. Instead of barking at him, she giggled too, unable to really control it. "SHUT UP!" She was laughing now, realizing how silly her reaction had been. Geez, it was just skin. It was then she noticed… Chad had enjoyed the little peep show more than he'd let on.

"OH. My. Gosh. Chad!" She threw a pillow at him. "You're turned on? I saw you! That's so nasty! I'm your sister!" By this time, Chad was fine with it.

"Pussy is pussy, my dear sweet sister, and yours was quite nice looking. Thanks for the view!" He laughed, and threw the pillow back at her.

Chelsea scoffed, her mouth wide open. Quickly though, she clamped it shut, foreseeing the comments that might arise from such a posture. Throwing back the pillow, and then tossing a few more at him, she had to tort him back to protect her pride. "Shit. That ain't right, Chad. That ain't right. That sneak you took was totally unfair!" With this last statement, she stood and hit him on the head with the only remaining pillow she had, hanging onto it just in case she needed a shield here in a minute.

Chad's face lit up, his laughter rang through the room. "Not fair?" He scoffed. "Not fair? I'll give you fair. I saw yours, and now it's my turn I guess. Fair's fair!" He knocked the pillows into the floor with one fell swoop, and, leaning back, freed his now fully hard and throbbing manhood from the confines of his shorts. It stood, tall and proud for his sister to see. He was being a smartass, showing off, topping his teasing sister. Her reaction, though, brought him back to planet earth….

Chelsea's mouth dropped open as she stared. Still standing, she dropped her pillow shield and just took in the sight of her brother's display. It was the biggest cock she'd ever, ever, ever seen. Ever. And, honestly, she'd seen her fair share…. "Oh. My. God. Chad! It's…." She wanted to say huge, but saying her brother's name had caused a lump to form in her throat and prevent further dialogue.

And now, the boy flushed a little. Yeah, he'd just bared all - throbbing purple mushroom and everything - to his sister. This took a second to kick in, and then he heard her words. Heh! She was… impressed, it seemed. Staring at his cock, open-mouthed and wide-eyed, unembarrassed and thoroughly intrigued. His embarrassment quickly dissolved into pride, and he reached down with one hand to cup his balls and hold them firmly with his shaft. Pointing it at Chelsea, he grinned and let her look.

She only swallowed, glancing nervously from his face to his dick and back again. She found herself wanting to touch it, wanting to get down on her knees and lick it, taste it. But she couldn't move, she could only stare. Chad sat up a little, changed positions, and laid back once again. He began to slowly stroke his cock, obviously pleased that his sister was so impressed with his tool, and wanting and willing to show it off just a little more. His eyes moved over her body, taking her in just the way she was doing to him. He'd not ever looked his sister up and down before, and was gaining a new appreciation for her body, womanhood, and sexuality.

"Chel? I can see your nipples." Chad grinned, and winked at his sister when she swallowed and glanced at his face momentarily. She blushed, covered one breast with her hand, and continued staring. Chad took that as a go-ahead sign, and reached up with his spare hand to gently stroke his sister's other breast. He smiled at her when she looked at him, but this time she didn't look away again. He held her gaze and continued his caresses, both of her and of himself.

Chelsea whispered what he already knew. "Shit, I'm horny." Her breathing suddenly became labored, and quick. She couldn't help but look directly at him, just barely keeping her hands from reaching up and helping him in his task. "You're my fucking brother," she managed finally.

Chad nodded, and smiled. He backed away from her, putting his hard cock back in his shorts. He stood, joining her, and took her by the hand. "C'mon. Let's go." At first she resisted, but he comforted her. "Don't worry. I'm your brother! I won't make you do anything you don't want to do, and I'm certainly not going to fuck you." He snorted. At this point, if she gave him the go-ahead, he certainly would, too! Sister or not, she was giving off all the right signs, and was too damn hot for him to be able to ignore them.

They entered her room. The light was off, but the window allowed plenty of outside illumination. He guided her to her bed, and took a few steps across her room to sit in the lazy chair there. As he sat, he removed his shorts completely, and soon after he also took off his shirt. He lay back in the chair, stark naked, and smiled at his sister as he began his slow stroking once again.

Chelsea understood. This was a game, of sorts. They weren't really doing anything… not together. Just watching one another. That was alright, wasn't it? No touching going on, just sort of a visual aid. Like a porn, only live and in person. That was okay, right? She relaxed a little, offering a sheepish grin back to him as she began to unbutton her top. One by one, she popped the things open, and freed her restrained breasts. The pair busted from their confines, her areolas dark and her nipples protruding. They pointed directly at Chad, and his cock twitched in his hand.

Soon, the girl had her skirt down on the floor, and she lay back in such a way to have a great view of her brother as well as giving him a great view of her. From here, Chad could see her wet, glistening pussy without obstruction. Following the line up her slender body, he could see every curve and the heave of her breasts as she nervously began her ministrations. Her innocent face curling into all sorts of expressions drove Chad's passion. His sister gently rubbed her flat palms against her nipples, and then began rolling them between her fingers.

Chad wasn't such a bad sight himself. He wasn't ever much of one for sports, but instead kept himself healthy by lifting weights. His chest and stomach were cut, well-defined, as were his long and muscular legs. He was a runner these days, even if he hadn't gone for track in school, and his inner thighs bragged of his faithful routine. His long, thick cock bobbed around despite his hand's control efforts, and soon his free hand was massaging and pulling at his full, hanging balls.

Chelsea let out a sigh, and one hand slipped between her legs. She rubbed her soft inner thigh until she couldn't stand it any longer, and soon began rubbing on the outer regions of her sex. She closed her eyes a moment, biting her lower lip with her teeth, and held her breath for courage as she opened herself with a single finger. Chad moaned, and his sister opened her eyes to gauge his reaction. Yeah, he was really going for this alright. He'd also closed his eyes for a moment, and there was no sign of embarrassment on his part. Chelsea felt sexier than she'd ever felt, and hotter than she'd ever been worked up as she watched her brother jack himself. She opened her sweet sex so that he could see her plainly, and watched him intently as she began to slide her fingers in and out of her tiny hole.

Chad had to concentrate to keep breathing. Fuck, she really knew how to get herself off! He wondered if she'd ever climaxed before, and if he'd be able to watch her do so now. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last, himself. An average guy, he did this sort of thing pretty often, but not often with an audience… and certainly not with his sister watching. This was hot. He could smell her arousal…. His hand moved faster and faster, his grip became firmer. Occasionally, a moan slipped from his mouth, and it mixed with his sister's there in the air.

Chelsea was ready for more. She opened her cunt completely, with her free hand, and began rubbing her clit. Her moans were almost constant. She knew her own body, and well, and the sight of her brother stroking his manhood so purposefully really gave her the edge she needed. Her pleasure was fast approaching, and she quickened her pace. Rubbing her clit at a moderate speed, Chelsea saw that her brother was probably close to his climax. She found her voice, and tried to keep from letting it sound too desperate.

"Come over here. Closer. Please?" She closed her eyes, and swallowed. As her eyes opened, the pace of both her hand and her breath quickened. "I'm not sure how much longer I'll last. I'm close, Chad. Real close." She swallowed again and blinked. When her eyes opened, her brother was at her side, yanking his cock and watching her body as it began to shake, ever-so-slightly.

Chelsea grinned, and nodded, increasing her speed yet again. She furiously rubbed her hard clit as it stuck out from beneath its hood. Her moans were laced with whimpers, and her head tossed slowly back and forth now and then. She tried to keep her eyes on her brother's gorgeous tool, but his moans grew louder and egged her onward.

"Shit, Chelsea," Chad huffed. "I'm gonna cum!"

She moved her head to watch him, and nodded as she replied. "Mmmm, yes! Come on me, Chad. I want to watch it! Spew it on my body, Chad. Please?" Her own words coaxed her, and her body began its constant shake that signified her impending orgasm. Her words and her body's reaction to them were all it took to send her brother over the final edge. His scream pierced the air just seconds before his white, sticky spunk did the same, falling on his sister's body.

Chelsea had never actually watched a man as he climaxed like that. Watching the white fluid shoot from the little hole at the tip was plenty to give her that last push. She closed her eyes and her screams joined his as her body convulsed, the outward display of her inward peak. Chad watched her until she was still, and flopped promptly onto the floor. Both of them breathed heavily for a few minutes, and in a bit, Chad sat up so that his face was near Chelsea's.

"You okay?" he asked. Only slightly worried, after all this had been sort of weird for both of them, Chad wanted to make sure that his sister wasn't freaking out about it.

"Yeah," she grinned, and sighed, her eyes still closed. Chelsea nodded her head and smiled. "I'm okay. Better, actually." She giggled, and opened her eyes momentarily to make sure that he, too, was okay.

He grinned and nodded right back, and stood. He gathered his clothing from the corner, took one last look at his gorgeous, naked sister still lying splayed out on the bed, and winked at her before walking out the door and down the hall to his room. Chelsea let out another sigh, and sat up. She'd need another shower. That thought made her giggle, and she gathered her things and made her way to the bathroom.

What a night this had ended up being! And, it wasn't even dark yet….