So, there's part 2, as you asked for. To be honest, I already had plans of releasing it anyway, I only wanted to see if people liked what I did. And apparently...yes! Thank you very much for positive comments. Enjoy!
*****
When I woke up the next day I felt...weirdly well rested. By that, I mean that it felt...I don't know. It's like I'm somehow a new person with a completely different perspective on things. For example, yesterday I'd push back and suppress any lewd thoughts involving Lilah, but today I let myself explore these thoughts.
Feeling her breasts rub against my back, being pressed against my chest, ohh, and the way her pussy lips slid back and forth against my cock...ahh. I'm kind of disappointed that we didn't have the the time for a round two, we may have had...hmm.
This is the first time I'm actually contemplating having sex with a woman, but I mustn't get careless. There's no telling how parents would react if they caught us going at it with no protection whatsoever, and if I got Lilah pregnant then they would surely throw me out! I will need to be careful with this.
But despite all that, I can't help but feel like Lilah might have exaggerated how emotionally drained her whorish lifestyle was to her. Like, if all of that was an act to place her hands on my dick, because if it was, then it damm well succeeded.
I guess I'll need to talk with her later.
With that thought I got up from my bed, threw my pyjamas on it, walked up to my wardrobe and opened it to pull out my swimming shorts, since walking around while wearing only them seemed less weird than having just boxers on.
When I got to the door to open it Lilah was standing just outside. She looked a little surprised, with her hand raised as if about to knock.
"Ohh, hey, ehmm how did you have a good sleep yesterday?" She asked, placing her hand back down and crossing it with the other at her belly button.
"Well enough I guess, but it seems like I wasn't the only one who thought about putting swimwear on." Lilah was wearing a pink bikini with a white dot pattern, and triangle-shaped panties that just screamed 'Look at how sexy I am.'
She glanced down at her breasts, and then back at me, placing her hands below her boobs, shaking them a little. "You like what you see?" She then turned 360 degrees, slowly enough for me to catch a good look at her butt, and backside which looked just as impressive as her front.
"That I may, but can you say the same? I am most likely not the most attractive guy you've seen naked. I...since yesterday I've been wondering why you'd want to start
that
kind of relationship with me. Not that I'm unhappy, we did enjoy it but..." I looked down and grasped the hair on the back of my head.
"It seemed as if you didn't deserve it?"
"Well...yeah." I looked back at my sister, who was now glancing to the sides, to see if anybody was passing by or not. She entered my room and I closed the door behind her. We were now standing less than a meter from one another. Lilah looked at my crotch, and then back into my eyes.
She smiled. "Well, first off, you are my cute little brother. Second, your dick was
amazing
, and later I'd like to show you a few other ways to use it."
I was taken aback by the words that echoed in my head. '...few other ways to use it.' There was only one thing it could mean.
"Thirdly, I did say I wanted to pay you back did I not? Becoming your 'sexual relief acquaintance' is a damm good way to do so isn't it?"
"Well, about that...I need you to be honest with me."
"Shoot your shot."
"The way how all of yesterday played out...after thinking it over I got the distinct feeling like you've been looking forward to this for some time. How do you see me? As a lover or..."
This was the moment Lilah placed her hand on my mouth and put an index finger on hers, before moving both hands on the sides of my head, forcing me to look directly into her sky-coloured eyes.
"Now listen to me, because I don't want to repeat myself. Got it?
I nodded.
"I do not have romantic feelings towards you, I love you as my cute little brother, and that's that. Do you understand?"
I nodded again, and she shook my head before continuing.
"My teasing in the past was meant to cause enough annoyance to push you towards doing something about it and improving as a person. It didn't work, so I distanced myself to not hurt you with my presence, despite how horrible it felt to leave you. Then, one day...I...caught a glimpse of you masturbating."
My sister blushed, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment as she looked to the side for a moment.
"And I might have had some wet dreams because of it. This is when my brain connected it with my regret for leaving you behind, and now you have the context for what happened yesterday. I was planning to do something similar in some hotel bathroom near a beach, a cruise ship, or whenever other opportunity like that would arise. This nudist quarantine? It was simply an unexpected happenstance that I exploited. So...now's your turn."
"What?"
"Tell me how you feel about us being siblings with benefits! God, you're so clueless sometimes..."
"Yeah...that I am."
...totally not staring at your tits right now.
"So...I guess I'm not against it. I mean, as long as we are responsible. You know how furious parents could get if I got you pregnant."
"Ohh, of course! That's kind of the part of what I wanted to teach you later. I'll be going to get breakfast now, wanna come with?"
"Sure!"
I grabbed her hand she outstretched to me, and we both exited my room, heading to the kitchen. However, despite what Lilah said, I couldn't help but feel like we've become a couple of some sort.
*****
"Hello, Lilah! Hello Damian! I see you're sitting together, may I ask, did the shower help?" Mom was sitting in her seat at the right end of the table, wearing nothing but a kitchen apron, and some purple half-seethrough panties I didn't know she had,
until now.
"Well Mom, it did! Turns out that it's hard to cover how you feel when nothing covers your body from others. Me and Damian had a good talk, haven't we little brother?" Lilah was sitting beside me, or rather pressing her bikini-contained breasts against my arm and upper torso, clearly content with her position.
"Yeah...that we did. Thanks for suggesting it, Mom." I replied.
"Ohh, you don't need to! It worked, end of story, I'm glad you're happy." Mom then turned towards Emma. "But I can see that someone isn't."
My oldest sister was sitting across from me wearing her gray short tank top that covered her cleavage and two upper abs. Her skin was slightly darker from Lilah's, due to all the outdoor exercising that got her a tan. The muscles in her arms bulged skin every time she tensed them, and her contrastingly feminine face had a bad mood beaming from it.
She was munching on her fruit salad that Dad so often makes. "Why would I be? I kind of hoped that this nudism thing was a joke, but then you all show up practically naked! Besides, I heard that these two did a little more than just 'talking' in that shower yesterday."
"Really? Enlighten us then." Dad said from his seat across from Mom.
Emma took on a devilish grin, relishing the words she was about to say. "Well, I did hear some pleasureful moaning from both of them. It was feign and mostly covered by the sound of running water. Care to explain what you were doing back there?"
Dad took on a severe face, while mom raised an eyebrow. My heart sank, and I couldn't find the right words to say. I looked down at Lilah, wordlessly begging her to save me in this one. She let go of me, sat straight in her chair, and looked at everyone individually. She struck me a smile before speaking.
"Well isn't it obvious? We engaged in an 'enthusiastic hugging session', there was kissing too! I admit, I was the one who initiated it as I was trying to thank Damian for hearing me out. Heh, much like how you 'thank' nerds in college for doing your assignments."
Everyone's eyes turned to Emma, who stopped eating her salad in shock.
"Hey, come on sis! Don't you do me like that, I thought this was supposed to be a secret between us!" Emma said with a voice shaking with an audible mix of shock and embarrassment.
"What. Does. She. Mean. Emma?" Dad spelled out each word as if he had trouble trying to not explode with anger. Meanwhile, Mom seemed more interested and intrigued. "Yeah, don't keep us waiting. What did you do to pay intelligent boys to do your assignments? It must've been something...
particularly valuable. "
I simply observed this whole situation, and how overjoyed Lilah was. 'Two can play that game, bitch.' I didn't know there was an expression like that, but that's just how Lilah looked now.
"I...ehh, nothing big just..." Emma began sheepishly, glancing around the room to avoid people's eyes. "...I only use my mouth to...ehm...suck their dicks and...yeah! I...I will be going now."
She stood up and started walking away, leaving her half eaten fruit salad on the table. Mom playfully asked for details but that only motivated Emma to get to her room faster. When she was gone our parents looked at me and Lilah who was just about to finish her portion of the vitamin rich meal.
Mom began. "So, what did you do exactly? I'm eager to learn what 'cuddling' method you used." Dad was glaring at us, tho with visibly less anger than with Emma.
"Ehh, well we..." I tried to say, but...
"I used my breast as sponges to wash his back, and my legs to give him a thigh job, to then have him cum on my face."
