Shelby looked into the mirror on the back of the visor in her car and sighed. She slicked her full, pouting mouth with some fruity, shiny lip balm and pulled her short, dark ponytail a little tighter before flipping the visor up and getting out of her car.
She opened the back door and leaned in reaching for her gym bag and girly, pink and violet tennis racket. She could see that her water bottle had fallen out of the pocket on the outside of her bag so she leaned way over into the back seat, feeling around for the loose container.
Blair had seen her get out of the car a couple of minutes before, but she disappeared when she went to the backseat, he couldn't figure out what she was doing and why she seemed to be taking forever this morning.
Blair rolled his eyes and got out of his car, grabbing his tennis stuff and hauling it over to where Shelby was parked. When he walked around her side of the car he could see she was bent over rummaging around beneath the seat. His eyebrows shot upward as he realized he could see right up her tennis skirt.
He looked away embarrassed to be checking out his little sister's ass, but after glancing around the parking lot Blair noticed that no one else was around and so he figured what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
His eyes glided appreciatively over her smooth shapely calves, up the backs of her thighs stopping at the firm round curves of her ass cheeks. She was wearing a pair of boy-shorts under her skirt, in case the hem flipped up while she was running after the ball. Blair had to admired the semi circles of flesh facing him now.
He ignored the fact that they were related and just enjoyed the view while she rummaged under the driver's seat for that stupid bottle of water. She lifted her leg slightly, bending over even further into the car and he could see between her thighs now. He had to bite his lip to stifle a groan as he noticed the cotton of her panties pressed against her sex.
The thin fabric cling around her lips, making her pussy into a smooth mound, but he could definitely imagine what he would be seeing if those shorts weren't in the way.
Lost in the moment he reached out and imagined grabbing her ass, getting two firm handfuls of flesh in his grip, squeezing her cheeks and then pulling her panties down her legs. While he was busy fantasizing Shelby finally found the bottle of water.
"Ha!" she exclaimed and started to back out of the car. Shelby thought she was all alone but as she backed out of the car, she felt someone grab onto her ass and she let out an ear-piercing shriek.
She dove head first into the backseat of her car hoping she'd be able to climb out the other side and escape this deranged rapist. She rolled onto her back and turned to look at her attacker so she'd be able to describe him to the cops once they arrived and then she realized she was looking at her own brother!
"Seriously?! WHAT THE FUCK?!" She shouted, scared to death and irritated that she was.
"What were you doing?!" She screamed at Blair, trying to kick him as she laid across the back seat.
He looked down at Shelby all flustered and he couldn't control himself. He burst into laughter, making her even more irritated. First he scared the shit out of her and then he laughed in her face. She lay on her back still trying to kick Blair as he stared down at her laughing.
He watched Shelby's feeble attempts to punish him for scaring her and he realized that he could see right up his little sister's skirt now. He thought her cotton boy-shorts looked damp and the fabric was clinging to her sex making his stomach tighten with what could only be described as lust for his own sister. It made him wonder what she had been doing or thinking about to make her panties wet and then he stopped himself thinking,This is my sister! Am I losing it here?
He shook his head trying to stop the weird thoughts he was having and grabbed her ankle. She gasped at the feel of his big, hot hand wrapped around her bare leg.
"Come on brat, enough pouting. Get your butt out here so we can play our game before it gets too hot."
Shelby was still annoyed and didn't want to cooperate with him but he pulled her toward him until her legs were out of the car hanging on the outside of Blair's. She was trying to make things difficult on him so she just lay limply looking up at him. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to a sitting, then standing position. Finally she was out of the car, standing before him, their bodies just inches apart.
She looked up at him and as she took a breath to complain some more she got a whiff of his scent. Shelby didn't know if it was cologne or just her brother's soap but suddenly her entire body came to life.
She could feel her nipples instantly harden and her mouth started watering. Shelby was completely and ridiculously horny all of a sudden. She bit her bottom lip as she realized Blair still held onto her wrist and she could feel every degree of body heat coming off of him.
Blair looked down at her and he could see tell she was not about to just give up and go play the game. He saw her take a deep breath to start nagging him again, and as he looked at her he instantly saw something in her change.
Her pupils dilated with arousal, her breathing quickened and as he watched her teeth caught her bottom lip as she was hit with a wave of desire. Blair realized they were in a volatile situation and he dropped her hand as if her skin burned him. He took a hasty step back and swallowed hard, trying to act casual and ignore what just happened between them.
"Let's go so I can kick your butt and we can go home." He said trying to be lighthearted, but his mind was racing and he knew he sounded forced.
Does she really want me? What is going on? Maybe I'm just reading her wrong? Maybe she's just really horny and I got caught in the middle of this? This is my little sister! What is wrong with me? She couldn't want me.
Shelby tried to clear the fog from her brain wondering what was wrong with her. Blair was her brother and she was disgusted with herself, acting like he was some hot guy she was trying to entice with her feminine wiles.
She grabbed her stuff and locked the car, following Blair toward the tennis courts. As she walked she realized her legs were slightly wobbly, the after effects of all a tidal wave of lust hitting her all at once.
Shelby knew there was no way she was going to be able to keep up with him on the court when she was this horny. She wanted to get this over with quickly so that she could get the hell home and fuck herself silly. Then, once she was satisfied and had more focus she could work out what just happened between them.
Shelby followed her brother to the tennis court, noticing how quiet and peaceful it was with no one around. The court was surrounded by large trees, hidden away and fairly secluded. She wanted to moan with frustrated desire, but then Blair would definitely know something weird was going on with her, so she kept her mouth closed. He opened the door in the high chain link fence that surrounded the court and she followed him in and set her things down.
He set his bag down and got out a few tennis balls watching her as she walked to the opposite side of the net in a daze, Blair could see Shelby was flushed and distracted looking. He gently lobbed a couple of balls in her direction to put in her pocket but she completely and ridiculously missed them.
"What's the matter little sister?" He teasingly asked, even though he knew from her earlier response to his closeness exactly what her problem was.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little shaken from earlier. It was really mean of you to scare me like that."
Shelby used her fear from earlier as a lame excuse. She watched as he smiled to himself and she had the distinct feeling he knew exactly what had her shaken up from earlier but he kept quiet and let it drop.
Blair took the other side of the court and Shelby watched as he jogged to stand opposite of her. For the first time she realized he really was fit, and more similar to her type than she ever would have thought before. They were nicely matched with dark hair and eyes, the same clear golden skin and the family chin, if they weren't related they'd be a very attractive couple.
Shelby watched as he served the ball toward her gently, starting an easy game. She tried turning her focus toward their normal Saturday morning ritual. She tried going through the motions but she kept missing the ball a lot and played even more pathetically than she normally did. Usually in order for her to win he would go very easy on her, today however, even his weakest game was completely whipping her.
Blair could tell Shelby's heart was not in this game at all and her normally competitive nature was non-existent today. As he watched her running around the court, he could see she was far more flushed than she should be for the amount of exercise she'd done and she looked all hot and bothered.
Blair enjoyed himself, watching his little sister running back and forth, her short, pleated white skirt flouncing when she turned quickly to go for the ball, giving him teasing glimpses of the tops of her tanned thighs and the perky outline of her ass. It made him wonder what state her panties were in now when she was obviously turned on from their encounter earlier.