The tension between us was unbearable. She stood there, leaning against the kitchen counter with that wicked smile upon her face. She'd been eyeing me all day. Hell, she'd been provoking me all week. I knew it was forbidden. She sure as hell knew, and yet she persisted in this seductive game.
"Mom and Dad are away." She said raising the tank top enough for me to see her firm abs as they gave way to her soft, succulent breasts. They were small, and this trivial glimpse of her naked flesh only made the hunger worse. "No one will know."
"We'll know." I said.
I knew my response was weak. It was shaky enough for her to know that my will was faltering. I was on the verge of giving in.
"You saw me nude. I've seen you." She said, as if that were reason enough to commit one of the ultimate of sins, incest.
"So?"
"I saw how hard you got when you saw me naked."
"Why after all this time are you only now desiring sex with me?" I asked the question that's been burning in my mind since this all began, again this week.
"I'm horny. You're always horny. I'm available, and so are you." She said as if that were reason enough to cross this bridge.
There was no going back once we did. The bridge would burn and so would we, eventually...in this life and after, or so the preachers have said.
"You seem incapable of finding a girlfriend. I can't seem to find a guy I like, or girl for that matter. Not in this stupid, small town, at least. I need sex."
"We're siblings."
"We're twins." She said. "That's what makes it all the more alluring, don't you think?"
She drew closer. She wore those cut-off shorts of hers and yes I found her irresistibly sexy right now. I've always had, but even more so when she wore those damn shorts. I had a suspicion she wore no panties, and that made me hard despite my efforts to refocus my mind on other things. What made it worse was that it was sultry hot tonight and we were both sweating. She glanced down at my shorts and saw the bulge and she smiled the most wicked of smiles.
"How long have you wanted me?"
"Since I can remember, but sexually. Not romantically."
"That clears things up." I eyerolled her. "When was the last time you had sex?"
I hated myself for asking, for my voice intoned a far deeper interest that I'd meant it to be, and I knew she'd take it to mean something I didn't intend it to mean. Or did I? Dirty thoughts began to creep into my mind and I began to doubt myself and my ability to avoid what she wanted.
"A month ago...with Judson Davies."
"Our school's quarterback?"
I was clearly surprised, and yet wickedly enticed by the image of his large, dark body against her lithe white one, black hips parting her white legs far apart while he pounded her pussy with his infamously large cock. I'd heard stories. I'd heard that he'd fucked half the cheerleading squad last year. He was a player and a damn good one too. Obviously, he wasn't good enough to satisfy Cassie. She wanted what she wasn't supposed to have. I wasn't the greatest of lovers. In fact, I've only had sex one time and that was with me math tutor, Melissa, who took classes at the local junior college.
"Yes, and I have to say he wasn't what the girls make him out to be."
She pressed her body against mine and the feeling sent shivers through me like waves on the ocean, cold waves that felt like they could stop my heart at any moment. They were waves of pure, unadulterated fear. What if we got caught somehow? What if I got her pregnant? We'd be the scandal of the town. Hell, we'd be exiled forever, cast out into the world without so much as a tear of regret from anyone, not even our family. I knew them enough to know this would be how they'd react. And yet, rising beneath that fear was pure lust. It was purely forbidden lust, and I found myself irresistibly drawn to it, in spite of my best efforts to fight it.
"You think I'd be better in bed than him?"
"Maybe or maybe not. I don't care, really. I just want to have sex with you, Bryce."
"Why do I get the sense that you're lying to me and to yourself when you say sex only?" I questioned. "I think you do want a romantic relationship." I told her as her hands explored my back. One remained midway down my body while the other ventured south, caressing my ass before gripping it firmly.
"You're naked under those shorts." She said with a smile. "Bryce, you bad boy."
"It's hot and I wanted to be cool."
"It's hot naked or not." She countered. "You chose to freeball it because you knew we'd be alone tonight. Whether you want to admit it or not...the thought of being this naked close to me enticed you. Didn't it?"
"Damn you, Cassie!" I cursed under my breath seconds before she kissed me, hard.
I couldn't help but kiss her back, putting as much passion into it as she was.
"That isn't how a person who only wants sex kisses." I breathed, feeling quite shaken in its aftermath.
"How the fuck do you know?" She laughed and then kissed me again.
Once more I kissed her back. As we fell into the kiss more deeply now, her hands untied my shorts and slipped beneath the band. The feel of her touching my hard cock shook me but we didn't break the kiss. I groaned loudly though and that only made her explore my length with eagerness, with hunger. She began caressing me, and soon the caresses became stroking, hard, firm stroking that made my cock achingly all the harder. I knew I'd come quick if she kept on doing it.
