think so. So it's not just about using dirty words."
I shook my head.
"Not really. I mean that is nice, and that's part of it, but I think it's more about really diving into the situation. Really being there. It's kinda like a vocal stimulation, or a mental one, or something."
She tilted her head in silent contemplation. And for a moment, a question hit me that I had never thought to ask.
"What about for you?"
"Huh?" She looked back at me.
"Do you like it when a guy talks dirty?" I asked.
She just looked at me quizzically.
"Sorry, I just never asked a girl that and it was something I have wondered from time to time."
She smiled.
"It's fine. And I do. I guess for the same reasons. I guess the same thing goes; I never really thought about it..."
We drove in silence for a little after that. It was a strange awkwardness that hung in the air, so when Dani broke it, at first I was relieved.
"So what's your favorite?"
"Favorite what?"
"Dirty word?"
"'Scuz me?"
"You heard me loud and clear," she laughed. "Come on, what is it?"
"I don't know if I can tell you."
"Oh? If you don't then I'm just going to guess."
"You don't have to..."
"Is it... Tits?"
"Tits? Really? Is that one even considered a dirty word?"
"Well I guess it just depends on whose they are," she said.
"Sure..." I was filled with dread at the thought of her continuing.
"Hmmm, it's probably related to the vagina if I had to guess..."
"Jesus, Dani."
"So that leads me to think either 'cunt' or 'pussy," she said playfully, punching the 'p' extra hard.
I rolled my eyes.
"... Yeah, that's the one."
"Pussy?" She bounced in the seat filled with joy. "You like pussy!"
"Jeez, Dani. Cool it," I laughed.
"What? I think it's cool. I like pussy too."
I've lost count of how many times I nearly drove us off the road from her non-sequiturs. I barely kept in the lanes.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"Relax, brother Dear. I meant as in the word. It's my favorite too," she said. Then cocked an eyebrow. "Although..."
I was thankful I wasn't drinking anything at that moment, for it would have been a spit-take. My expression alone sent Dani into a fit of laughter that lasted for a good two minutes. I joined in, letting the nervousness and awkwardness fade.
Then right as we settled and silence filled the cab once more, Dani posed another question.
"Do you ever wonder if couples talked dirty to each other during Elizabethan times?"
"What?"
"You know, like Shakespeare?"
"... I can honestly say the thought never crossed my mind."
She sat silent for some time.
"... Wonder what it would have sounded like..." she mused.
I tried not to, really I did, but found myself pondering the same.
"Hark fair wench! Thine soldier is hardened by thee!" I said out loud much to my own surprise.
Dani looked at me with wide, bewildered eyes before she burst out laughing.
"Where, the fuck, did that come from?" she said between laughs.
I couldn't help but join in laughing.
"I don't know," I chuckled. "Thy thoughts were stirred."
"No shit," she said, then added. "Good sir, back'th to the country with you. Tend to your chick, lest you mistake it for a cock."
"Oh, Shakespeare burn!" I laughed. "Though far from dirty talk."
"I guess," she said. "How about; I long to suck thy soldier betwixt mine lips."
"The lady's tongue is sharp, but can it compete with my sword?"
"It can, though I suspect I've better places for it to be sheathed."
I opened my mouth to reply but was lost in the mental imagery. She was quick-witted for sure.
"Well, shit," I said. "I got nothing."
Just like that, we came up with a new road trip game. "Shakespeare Dirty Talk".
We kept with it for far longer than we should have, especially as it was not necessarily very proper for siblings to play in such manners, but then again, we already agreed what happens in the truck stayed between us alone.
And so we drove hours longer than we should have, elated and somehow still boisterous until we found a place to spend the night in Little Rock, Arkansas. Much like the night before, we slept, woke, and Dani still did her yoga routines. This time, however, she opted to use my shirt and a pair of tennis shorts after the clothesline incident. Though the attire was far more conservative, there was something uniquely sensual, yet casual, with the way her body moved beneath my shirt as she stretched. More than once my eyes lingered too long and she would catch my stare. Her response was never to reprimand as it should be, but instead, she'd roll her eyes, or smirk, and return to her pose, though part of me felt she flexed more suggestively.
Eventually, we cleaned up, packed up, and readied ourselves to hit the road once again. Yet our wardrobe was running thin, and with the lessons learned the previous day, we opted for a late start and cleaned what few clothes we had at a laundromat before continuing westward.
Our third day on the road and already we had settled into a groove. We sang along to the radio at the top of our lungs, and we laughed and reminisced on past family trips. Dirty Shakespeare even reared its head again. Yet all this couldn't compare to the majesty of the scenery and the friendliness of the people along the way.
We stopped off in the Ozarks just off I-40 where we met a woman named Alice who was out watching birds. In Oklahoma City, we grabbed a late lunch and met an older couple who were a Johnny Cash and June Carter cover band called "Daddy Sang Bass", and just when we were grabbing gas in Shamrock, Texas, we met a guy named Buck who fell in love with Daisy. He recommended we push on to the Amarillo where his cousin owned a small motel right off the freeway. Even had a cozy dive bar right across the street. With Dani and I being in good spirits, we figured it was worth a shot.
It was well after 10 pm when we arrived in a small city on the far northern reaches of Texas. The city of Amarillo.
* * *
AMARILLO, TEXAS
"I think this is the exit," I heard Dani say as she leaned forward to read the offramp. "Yeah, that's it."
"You sure this is a good idea?" I asked as turned on the turn signal and left the lights of the freeway. A dark stretch of road lay before us cutting through what looked like an industrial district.
"Sure! Why wouldn't it be."
"I don't know. Just this area feels sketchy."
"Jeez, Richie. You got to learn to trust people. Ever hear of Southern Hospitality?"
With a heavy sigh, I relented as we continued to drive in silence with the headlights guiding our way.
"There it is! The Blue Emerald," said my sister, pointing to a small motel with a neon light that read the same.
"Blue Emerald... Aren't emeralds green?"
"Stop it! Give it a chance," she emphasized with a slap on my arm as I pulled into the lot.
As it turns out, I was the asshole for sure. Immediately after parking the car, a short older gentleman with glasses almost too large for his face quickly came shuffling out to greet us, eager to meet the owners of such a classic ride. The moment we brought up the referral from Brinkley, it was as if we were part of the family. We were showered with kindness and treated like an old friend.
"You two must be starving. Tell you what, lemme' call across the street and have them keep the kitchen open just a little longer. Don't worry 'bout the bags. I'll get them in your room for you."
He produced a small key and handed it to Dani.
"There you are. Room 14. Hurry up, now."
"Thank you so much," I said as Dani and I hurried out of the lobby. I didn't need to look over to Dani who I know had a wide "I told you so" grin.
It was a surprisingly packed bar that felt like it was ripped right out of a biker movie. Road signs peppered the aluminum paneled walls with a neon jukebox playing through slightly distorted speakers. There were tables throughout, with a small dance floor where couples dressed in road leathers swayed together. No one glared at us as we entered, or cast a weary gaze in our direction. When we sat at an empty table, a Bar Back appeared out of nowhere with a menu and a smile.
"Alright," I said to Dani after we had placed our orders. "Go ahead and say it."
She shook her head, though her eyes still held that twinkle. "Say what?"
It was my turn to roll my eyes.
"You were right and I shouldn't judge people."
Her smile grew.
"There, that wasn't so hard. I'm glad we are starting to crack that shell."
I glared at her but cracked a smile. She started laughing.
Two pints of draft arrived at our table. We clicked our glasses and took a deep, soothing sip.
"So," Dani said. "Speaking of hard... You never answered my question from earlier."
I had to squint to catch what she was on about.
"The position thing?"
She nodded.
"What was it about having a girl in your lap that you like so much?"
So much for getting away from it. I took another long sip and set down the glass.
"Fuck it. Here goes," I said.
Dani immediately shifted in her seat with anticipation.
"There's a lot of different elements to it. I like that we can get super intimate if we want-,"
"Intimate how? I mean you are already doing it."
"Intimate as in eye contact and kissing, like real heavy kissing. She could rake her fingers through my hair and I could do the same to her."
"Is that something you like?"
I thought about it and nodded.
"Sometimes. Don't you?"
She raised an eyebrow.
"You want to know my preferences?"
"Well, no, I mean yes. Shit. You don't have to answer, but I mean sometimes that is nice, the hair thing. And I know there are some girls that like it as a precursor for getting a little rougher."
"Oh?" There was that sparkle in her eye again.
"I mean like passionate, but yeah I guess rough too. Like you can pull her head away just a little to nibble or bite on her neck."
"Mmmm, that is nice," she said before taking another sip.
"... Right." What was going on?
"So you like kissing. You can do that in most positions though."
"True, but in this one, both your hands are free. She can grab my back or wrap her arms around my neck and lean away. I can grab all her... stuff."
"Like her ass?"
"Yup. That. And, you know," I circled my hand over my chest.
"Her tits?"
"... Yeah. Her tits."
Dani leaned back in her chair as if deep in thought. For the briefest of moments, I swore her nipples looked hard in that dim bar light.
"Yeah, I can see why you like that one," she said, then her smile widened.
"What?"
"Hm?" she said looking back to me. "Oh, nothing. Just lost in thought," she said with a shiver.
"Uh-uh. I'm laying myself out here so you gotta do the same. Spill it."
Dani met my gaze as I watched her literally bite her tongue in the corner of her mouth.
"Okay," she said. "I was just recalling some memories in your favorite position and you are right. It's really good."
"Oh, well thanks for the validation."
"You are welcome, brother dearest." She said as we toasted our glasses once more. "... But as we are being honest with each other, it's not my number one."
"No?"
She shook her head.
"So what is it then?"
I could see her cheeks flush.
"Doggy," she said and quickly looked away.
"Doggy? As in doggy-style? Really?"
She nodded.
"What is it about doggy style?"
She seemed to shrink then, fidgeting from embarrassment but then suddenly it all slipped away.
"How detailed do you want me to get?" she asked.
I shrugged.
"I'm honestly super curious. I dated this one girl who was uncomfortable with doggy. It could have been that she was insecure, or felt like she was being used, or something."
"I get that," she said. "In many ways, it may make a girl feel super exposed, and even relinquishes control, like you're submissive. But honestly, I think that kinda factors into it a little."
"What part? Submissiveness?"
"Could be," she said shrugging. "For me, I'm not really worried about my body so I do get off letting him look it over. That kinda gives me a thrill and makes me feel like I'm being super slutty. Then there's the pounding, like, he can get super deep and hit things that just make me... Mmmm," she shuddered in delight.
"And you want to talk about eye contact?" she continued. "I love it during sex, for sure, but nothing is hotter than looking over your shoulder to watch your lover as they drive into you. Or the look on his face when I take over and push back into him. I come so hard I'm worried I'd snap his dick off. And, when I'm feeling super dirty, it gives an easy opportunity to switch things up and take him in... other places."
"Jeez, Sis. I never would have thought..."
"Of me having sex? Or the other thing?"
"Both," I said without thinking.
She smiled and shrugged.
"Sorry to surprise you, Richie, but your little sister likes sex."
She leaned forward, her voice growing softer.
"You know, some might say that us even talking like this is wrong," she said. "Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to think of each other having sex. But we are only human. We both know that we've done it. As long as it's consensual, sex can be an incredibly healthy thing, no matter the kink."
That caught my attention.
"You have any other kinks I should know about?"
Dani paused for a moment.
"... Maybe." Her tongue wet her lips. Whatever it was, she was thinking about it. "I mean, everyone has their own kinky things, right?... What did Mom used to say when we learned about Sex Ed?"
"Different people, different bodies."
"That's the one. Different people, different bodies. And, as you and I both know, different bodies have different sweet spots."
Thank god for the tables to hide my rigid state of arousal. Dani was not so lucky as anyone who cared to look at her chest would see her nubs pressing hard against her t-shirt.
"Two burgers with fries?" Said a voice to our left.
"Uh, yes, that's us," I said as I tried to scrub the dirty thoughts from my brain.
"You both had good timing. Just barely got these out before they just closed the kitchen." They said as they set the food on our table. "Are you both okay if we transfer the bill to the bar?"
"Yeah, that's not a problem," I said with a nod.
"We can open up a tab. We just need a card to put it under."
Dani gestured to me and I smiled, handing the server my card.
"Thank you so much," I said as they took it to the bar.
I didn't know until taking that first bite, but we were absolutely famished. Dani had this smug look as she ate while I made quick work of my burger and fries. I imagine it was not a pretty sight.
With our hotel within walking distance, we decided to splurge. The next round of drinks flew by quickly as we finished our meal. It was at the third when I needed to take a break for the bathroom.
"Holy shit! Dani? Is that you?" I heard when I returned.
I stopped near the table to catch sight of a fit, young blonde woman facing away from me in a tight denim skirt and jacket bouncing with joy as she embraced Dani. Beside her stood a young guy, probably early twenties. He looked like he was a captain of a crew team, fit and from money.
"Oh my god! Carly! What are you doing here!" Dani said as she returned the embrace.
"We have family over in Lakewood and flew out for our Dad's 50th birthday. Got in a couple days ago. You remember Brian?" Carly said.
"I remember you talking about him but we haven't actually met. Nice to finally meet you! I'm Dani." She extended her hand.
"Brian and same! I've been hearing your name a ton in the last few days. Carly's been hooked on your blog," he said as he shook her hand. A pang of jealousy waved through me. Where did that come from?
They moved a table over and combined it with our own and took a seat. No sooner had they sat than Carly burst into giddy jubilation.
"Holy shit! Holy SHIT! That was your truck across the street, wasn't it? You're on the trip right now!"
Dani laughed and nodded. "Well, yeah."
Carly started looking around.
"That means he's here, isn't he? Which one's Joe?"
Oh shit. I quickly looked away before her gaze swept over me and turned my attention back to the bar. Directly in front of me was the bartender who looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Um... Two pints please?" I asked.
"He's... around," Dani said to Carly. I barely turned my head and caught her eye. Did Carly know who I was? Who I really was?
"Oh my God! I can't believe the chances!" Carly squealed. "And I have been dying to meet this mystery man."
"She has," Brian chimed in, "She has hardly stopped talking about how lucky you are."
"Oh Hush," Carly responded, slapping his arm.
Two pints were suddenly placed before me with a loud THUNK. I looked up to see the bartender staring at me expectantly.
"That'd be $10."
"Thanks," I said. "I think we got a tab."
"Name?"
"Richard Campbell."
They nodded and turned to get the new drinks.
"Thanks again," I said, then taking a deep breath, I picked up the beverages and approached the table. I watched Dani's smile grow as I approached.
"Hey, Joe," she said.
Carly's eyes went wide as she looked up with an expectant grin.
"He does exist!"
"I do indeed." I handed Dani her drink.
"This is Carly," Dani said. "An old roommate of mine back in Austin."
"Oh, nice," I said as I extended my hand. "Nice to meet you, Carly!"
"Yes! It is!" she said while shaking my hand with a slight blush to her cheeks.
"Sorry. I couldn't help but overhear. And you're... Ryan?"
Why did I do that? I knew his name.
"Brian," he said, brushing off my flub either reading it as an innocent mistake or a jab that was far beneath him.
"Brian. Sorry. Loud place and all."
It was not.
"So, did you really restore that truck across the street? That thing is a beauty."
"Well some," I said as I took a seat next to Dani with our new friends now across from us. "The previous owner had done a lot of the work already so we just put the engine back with a few other minor parts."
Brian whistled.
"I am impressed. I can't believe you are driving it across the country too. That's incredible."
"I may have been filling him in on some of the details from the blog," Carly said while leaning in.
"Oh... Awesome," Dani said while taking a sip.
"You into classic cars?" I asked.
"Not really, but I can appreciate a beautiful thing," he said while turning to Dani then Carly. Boy, that was a thick line to lay on there.
"Yeah, well, it's hard work and that's not for everyone."
An awkward silence hung in the air. Seriously, what the fuck was I doing?
"So Carly says you both are 'old friends' but, I just have to know; however did the two of you meet?"
Dani and I looked at each other, our expressions hopefully hiding the uncertainty we both felt knowing the intimate embellishments she added to her story to entice her readers.
Unfortunately, we both spoke at the same time.
"Work," I said.
"Childhood," she said.
Fuck.
Dani quickly recovered.
"We basically grew up together until Joe moved away. Then we crossed paths for work and there was a spark, or sorts."
"Yeah, that was it," I said as I desperately wanted to shrink into my stool and disappear.
Carly's eyes twinkled with joy.
"That's so sweet. Oh, I just LOVE that, don't you, Brian?"
"It's great. I'd cheers to that, but I think we need a drink," he said. "Carly, want me to get you a glass?"
"Oh!" she said turning to the bar. "Let me go with you. I want to see if they have a chardonnay. Be right back, you two."
"We'll be here," Dani said as they walked away.
Childhood? Getting pretty close to home there, literally."
"Yeah, I know," she said as she leaned in, her expression shifting to concern. "Hey, what's going on with you?"
"What?"
"You're kinda acting like a dick to Brian."
"I am?"
"Yeah. You are. And you know you are too."
Damn. That hurt, but she was right. I never could lie to her and looking into her eyes, I wasn't about to start.
"I don't know. I'm feeling a little..."
"Intimidated?"
"What? No, not at all."
"Then what?"
I looked back at the couple as they spoke with the bartender. Brian stood close to Carly as she leaned against the counter. I was struck by the smooth tanned skin of her legs as they ran from her boots to beneath that denim skirt. The curves of her body were accentuated by her pose which she most likely knew caught one or two eyes in the room.
"Ah," Dani said. "I see. Jealousy. Well, you don't have to worry about that."
"What? Why is that?"
She smiled at me.
"We have much more in common with them than you think."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
Dani tilted her head as she looked at me with a questioning stare.
"Brian's her brother."
"Oh," I said. "I didn't catch that."
"Mm-hmm" Dani replied as she took a sip. "So, that means she is fair game."
"She may be. But I'm not," I said as I turned my head to face Dani. "Joe's already taken, isn't he?"
"Oh shit. You're right. Sorry, I totally cocked blocked you," she said with a laugh.
"It's totally fine. It wasn't her, or I don't think... I don't really know." I finished off my drink. "But you are right. I'm being a dick. Should I apologize?"
Dani hooked her arm in mine and leaned against my shoulder. "Just buy him a drink. I'm sure it will be fine."
We didn't intend on closing the bar down, but that was exactly what we did. I bought the next round, and the one after, and truth be told I have no recollection of who paid after that. It was fun. Just pure drunken fun. We shared stories with strangers, danced to country music, and laughed just like we had back on the farm in Greensboro. It felt like a blink of an eye when last call.
Brian had just excused himself from the table when our server came back to our table to deliver the bill.
"Campbell?" she called out.
"Yes?" Dani and I both responded.
Immediately I felt a kick in my shin and fuck did that hurt.
"I'll take that," she said to the server as she cast a look my way as if to say "Shut it!"
Biting my tongue, I looked back to Carly to see a queer look on her face.
"What was that about?" she asked.
"What?" Dani asked as she signed my bill.
"He has the same last name?"
"What? Oh no, nothing like that. Joe just does that kinda thing. He tries to pay the bill all the time but I already told him, I got this one." Dani tried to just laugh it off. She would have been much more convincing around the second beer. We were well past that.
"What can I say..." I tried to jest, but just let the sentence change in the air.
Carly just smiled.
"You're so lucky," she said to Dani.
Within minutes we were outside and growing suddenly aware of how much alcohol was coursing through our blood. It's one thing to drink sitting down, but the moment you stand, reality suddenly hits and I found myself desperately hoping the others couldn't see how much I was swaying. However, my fears were quickly tossed aside as Carly stumbled into Dani and they both went down into a bush.
Laughter erupted from our two drunken ladies as Brian and I rushed to their aide. They giggled and snickered and whispered as the four of us crossed the street.
"Where are you both staying," I asked Brian.
"I assume the same place as you. Blue Emerald?" He said.
"Yup," I responded. "Hey, the name's weird right?"
"Yes! Emeralds are green!" he said.
"Thank you! I was going nuts!"
Alright, he was actually a cool guy.
"That's us, right over there at room 14," I said as we neared the truck.
"We're in 15!" Carly said behind us, arm-in-arm with Dani.
"We're neighbors!" Dani laughed.
Both girls burst into a fit of laughter once more as Brian and I shared a look.
"You guys have a good night," I said as I escorted Dani to our room.
"Hey, you too," he replied.
Dani fumbled with the lock for a moment before the door opened, somehow, this caused her to giggle. She looked back at me snickering, then gained her composure and slipped inside. Just as I was about to duck in, Carly called out.
"Have fun you two! I can't wait to read all about it!" she laughed.
I looked at Brian who just rolled his eyes before waving goodbye and entered room 15.
Inside the safety of our room, I found our bags set neatly on the dresser with a large mirror affixed to its back. Within its reflection, I watched as Dani was stretched out on the king-sized bed behind me.
"That. Was. FUN!" she said as she stared up at the ceiling.
"It was," I nodded as I opened my bag, then suddenly stopped.
"Oh shit," I said, turning around. "I didn't even think about it but... There's only one bed."
"Yup. But look at all that room you get on the floor," she said with a smug grin.
"Nice try. I've been the one driving your ass across the country."
"Jeez. Whatever happened to chivalry? I guess it really is dead," she said sitting up. "It's no big deal. There's plenty of room so we can obviously share the bed."
"You cool with that?"
"Yeah, of course. Just don't make it thing."
She was right. It was only an issue if we allowed it to be one. We had slept together hundreds of times as kids.
"Fair enough," I said and took off my shirt.
"Mmmm, Joe," I heard from the bed. I turned around to find Dani laying on her stomach, hands beneath her chin and feet in the air as she looked right at me like a hit school girl on a phone call. "You've been working out, Joe?"
"Alright, now who's making it a thing?" I asked as I riffled through my bag.
"I'm not doing anything. Just enjoying the view."
"You, my sister, are drunk," I laughed.
"Meh, more buzzed really. Didn't drink anything but water for the last hour." She rolled on her back and let her head hang over the edge of the bed, looking at me upside down.
"Okay, maybe still a tiny bit drunk," she giggled.
"Well you lush," I said as I retrieved my toothbrush and paste, "I'm gonna go brush my teeth. If you need to change, go nuts."
"Okay, Joe," was all I heard behind me followed by a fit of giggling.
Moments later, teeth now clean and standing in the cramped motel restroom, I found myself looking at my own reflection in the mirror. The room felt unnatural, as if slightly askew. Or maybe it was the ground, just ever so slightly off-level. Obviously, neither circumstance was accurate. I was intoxicated, and barely, just barely stood on the side of anything resembling normality. A single sip more and my speech would be as slurred as my vision swayed.
I filled my hands with cold water from the sink and splashed my face. My god, the water felt amazing. The sudden cold was invigorating, like a jolt of energy through my body. A jumpstart to my senses. I shivered and felt each droplet roll down my skin, over the rough five o'clock shadow of my jawline and down my neck. I hadn't binged like this since college and tomorrow there would be consequences.
An urgent but light rapping on the door interrupted my focus.
"Hey, you almost done in there?" Dani called in. "I really have to pee."
"Yeah," I said as I toweled off and opened the door.
Outside the door stood my sister wearing my recently discarded shirt that fell down to her thigh. Her long legs fidgeted as she all but hopped from one foot to another as she kept her legs tight together.
"All yours," I said, yet before I even finished, she had already barreled passed me and shoved me out the door.
Chuckling to myself, I just turned and sat on the bed. Another long day done and sleep sounded like a friend long lost. I took off my shoes, socks and jeans and quickly put on my last set of clean boxer briefs then shoved all my dirty laundry in the bag. I was just zipping it back up when I heard the toilet flush.
"She looked really cute today," came a voice from the bathroom. "Did you catch how they looked at each other? Like, kismet."
"What do you mean?" I called back.
The bathroom door opened and Dani walked out, brushing her teeth.
"Wha?" she mumbled.
"You said something about Carly. And how they were looking at each other," I said.
Dani looked at me with confusion.
"I d'n't shay an'ing," she barely got out as she tried to speak with the brush in her mouth.
"Huh," I said. "I could have sworn... Is that my toothbrush?"
She just smiled and shrugged as she turned. I tried not to stare at her long legs running up from her bare feet to smooth thighs that disappeared beneath the hem of my t-shirt. I was about to comment when she stopped dead in her tracks as the voice came again.
"... at first, but they seem alright..." It was slightly different this time. Deeper in timber. It only took a moment to register that it was Brian in the room next door.
"Oh shit," Dani said as she spit out the toothpaste in the sink, then slowly walked back into the room as she strained to listen.
"... can't believe... chances.... So hot..." came from Carly, yet it was more difficult this time to hear her. She must have been moving around.
"Dang," I said. "Thin walls."
"Yeah," Dani said as she concentrated, then suddenly squeezed her eyes shut. "Oh fuuuuuuuuuck," she groaned softly in frustration.
"I'm sure we will sleep through it," I said.
"No, Richie. It's not that."
"Okay... What's going on? Did we forget something?"
She shook her head.
"No, it's... if we can hear them, they can hear us."
"So? Did we say anything wrong?"
"No. That's not it," her voice was hushed like a frustrated whisper. "She thinks we are together. Like romantically. Physically."
I pulled back a little.
"... Okay..."
"And that's what I've been writing about, and alluding to, and why I've been asking you all these questions about positions and all that other dirty stuff."
"Wait, how far exactly have we gone in this fantasy of yours?" I asked in an equally hushed voice.
"First off, it's not us. It's a fictional you and me. Joe and I aren't... like related," she said with her hands on her hips. "And secondly... I don't know... third base?"
"Third? What is that? Like... what a blowjob or something?"
"What? No! That's fourth base."
"Dani! There are only four bases."
"What?"
"Yeah! And the fourth one's the big one."
"I thought that was a home run!"
"No, I mean it is but... you don't get to home plate then score a home run. That's not how it works."
Dani grimaced and raked her hands through her hair in irritation!
"Oh my God! This is so fucking stupid. Who the hell came up with... Fuck it! It doesn't fucking matter." She fell onto the bed, facedown, and shoved her face into a pillow, growling in muted frustration. I tried now to notice her slender form peeking out of the bottom of the t-shirt. How it had ridden up past the rump of her ass showing her pink and black polka dot panties molded against two perfect circles of her cheeks. I really tried not to notice.
Fuck, she's going to get me in trouble one of these days.
I slumped down on the bed beside her, my head hitting a pillow as I stared up at the ceiling. I took a deep breath and let it out.
"Uuuuuuuuuuugggggghhhhh," I groaned as the air left my lungs in one low, drawn-out exhalation as I tried to clear my mind...
And then a thought hit me.
"Mmmmm," I said. No. It was more of a moan. Almost a grunt.
"Mmmm... Oh shit," I breathed, softly, but louder.
Dani lifted her head from her pillow and looked at me raising an eyebrow.
"What the fuck are you-?" she whispered before I cut her off.
"Oh fuck, Dani. God damn that feels good."
Her expression was priceless. Pure confusion and shock as what I was sure were thousands of thoughts flew through her mind at once.
I nodded to the wall behind us where our neighbors had gone suspiciously silent.
"Holy shit," I said. "Ohhhhh fuck."
And just like that, she got it. A grin suddenly spilled across her face as her eyes lit up. She slapped a hand across her mouth, suppressing her laughter mere moments before began. It didn't stop me.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck," I groaned deeply. Having never really paid attention to what I said during sex, I'm about 90% sure it was a little over the top. "Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-oh-my-god..."
She pulled her hand away revealing her playful, loving smile.
"Mmmmm," she purred. "How's that feel, Joe?"
My own smile grew knowing she caught on.
"So fucking good," I said.
"Yeah, I bet," she said nearly cracking as she suppressed a laugh once more. This caused me to nearly break as well. She punched my arm.
"Argh!" I cried out. That part was real.
"Oh you like that?" she toyed.
I clutched my tricep feeling the soreness slowly dissipate. My eyes stared daggers back at my mischievous sister.
"Mmmmm," I groaned as I glared at her.
She rolled over to her side and propped herself up on an elbow as she stared at me. Her smug smile was almost a challenge as she playfully, almost mockingly, blew me a kiss. I doubted she was even aware of the way her nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt, harder than they were mere minutes ago.
Alright, Sis. If that's how you want to play.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, Dani, your tongue feels so good when you do that."
Her eyes went wide, mouth open, aghast.
"Oh right there. So. Fucking. Good," I continued as I leveled my eyes with hers.
It was her time to glare.
"You asshole," her lips mouthed.
"Mmmmm," I smiled, leaning back as I basked in my moment.
Then she raised an eyebrow. That was never a good sign.
"You're so hard," she said with a challenging smile. "So... big."
"Oh, shit," I said, though not in character.
"Ohhhhh, yeah," she said, squinting her eyes and pursing her lips. "I just love how you feel in my hands. You have such a nice dick, Joe."
"Holy Shit, Dani." I almost fell off the bed. Almost.
"Jesus, Joe, I can barely get my hand around it. You like that, don't you? You like my hand sliding up and down on your hard cock?"
Fuck it. In for a penny...
"That feels so good, Dani. Keep stroking it. Just like that," I said as I turned to face her too. Part of me hoped she wouldn't look down and see my blatant state of arousal. But then again, I did nothing to hide it.
Dani blushed. I probably was red in the face as well. It was so ridiculous, so over the top. Did I really sound like this? Did she?
I watched as my sister rose up, turning to face me slightly while staring at the wall we shared with our new neighbors.
"You fill my hand so nice."
"Oh yeah?"
"Mm-hmm," she purred once more. "I can't wait to have it inside me."
It was all fake. I mean, of course, it was. We were just saying the words out loud in the hopes our friends next door would hear and lend credence to Dani's work. But, that didn't stop the images from playing in my mind. It didn't stop my eyes from traveling up the bare exposed flesh of my sister's smooth legs that disappeared beneath the shirt resting high on her thighs. The shirt clung to her body more than I wanted it to. It hinted at the womanly shape beneath. And judging by the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, she was starting to feel the heat as much as I was.
"Ohhhhh fuck, I just want to lick it. Can I?" she asked, but for some reason, she looked me in the eye while she pleaded.
"God yes," I said.
She giggled, honest to God, she giggled then ran her tongue across her teeth.
I gasped.
"Mmmmm that's so yummy." Her hand, whether she was conscious of it or not, rested lightly on her chest as she breathed labored breaths. I could barely detect the slightest movement from her middle finger as it ever so lightly rubbed back and forth, stimulating the nipple just barely beneath the shirt.
I was so transfixed I must have missed my queue as Dani stood on her knees and leaned forward, pushing me hard on the shoulder. My daze was broken.
My eyes caught her face where she mouthed "Mom."
"What?" I whispered. That took me out of it.
"Fucking-," She rolled her eyes. "Like, moan or something!"
Oh, yeah. Moan. That made more sense.
"Oh that feels so good," I said out loud, trying to focus on anything other than the fact that she was closer to me now. Close enough that I could smell the freshly applied conditioner in her hair. See the goosebumps ripple across her neck. And feel the depression in the bed that now bore our shared weight in the middle almost as if it urged us closer together.
I continued to moan and groan, feeling like a fool but trying to reflect on whatever I have said in the past anytime I've received head. She too added to the effect, moaning through a closed mouth with the occasional dirty word thrown in. Then she threw me for a loop.
"God, you made me so wet."
"Yeah?" I asked. Did she really mean it?
"Mm-hm." She bit her lip while looking at me. "Think you can return the favor? You want to eat my pussy?"
Just like a light tap of a doctor's hammer to the knee, my cock twitched as if on reflex hearing my sweet Dani say the word "Pussy", and she knew it too. Punching the 'p' for emphasis once more. This little vixen.
"Fuck yes," I said and pushed her back on the bed.
Her eyes went wide as she landed with a yelp, then looked at me as she raised up on her elbows. I was already settling between her bare, spread legs when she asked in a hushed voice, "What the fuck are you doing?"
"What do you think?!" I replied, matching her volume.
"Richie, just pretend for..." her eyes darted to the wall.
Oh fuck. That's right. Blame it on the alcohol or my exponentially high arousal but I nearly instincts had taken over.
"...I ... I am pretending," I said, desperately trying to recover. "Let me slide your panties down your legs." That last part was out loud.
She giggled and whispered in response. "You don't have to narrate everything." Though it wasn't necessary, she spread her thighs just ever so slightly more. "Yeah, take them off."
My eyes locked on her actual panties. They were barely peeking out from beneath the shirt between her parted legs. There was no denying the darkening of the fabric right where they molded themselves against her vulva.
"Holy shit you're wet," I said.
"You make me wet," I looked up from between her legs to see her staring at me. Her hand returned to her breast where she grasped it. "Lick me. Fucking eat me, Ri... Joe."
I smiled at her and slid my hands up to the hem of the shirt. Slowly, without breaking eye contact, I pushed it up to her stomach, fully exposing her panties. Her scent hit my senses and clawed at the most primal part of me.
"God you are beautiful," I said.
She blushed.
"Eat me," she pleaded, then added without prompting, "Oh fuck yes, right there. Yes, yes, yes, right there..." and she continued on, moaning and whimpering in her performance, and for a moment, I felt a ping of disappointment as the charade carried on.
I settled in, front row to her gyrations, hip flexes, and shudders. She didn't need to remain so exposed, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from this vision afforded to me.
It was a strange place to be, my head between her thighs while she cooed in a fictitious delight though I could see (and smell) her truth to this behavior. In this scenario, I didn't need to be where I was, but I made no effort to move. No man would if they had seen what I saw then. But perhaps I should make an effort to assist. Should I make slurping sounds? Is that too much? I did anyway and Dani looked at me with a questioning expression. I stopped; she didn't need me. She had this part covered.
Then, suddenly, I heard something new, sexual, and not coming from this room.
"Dani," I whispered, only she didn't hear me. Her own show was starting to turn real as she pitched her nipples through the shirt.
"Dani!" I said louder but received the same lack of response.
Throwing caution to the wind, I pushed myself up, between her legs and hovered over her and quickly place a hand on her mouth. She wiggled beneath me in a startled burst of panic and frustrated lust.
"Shhh!" I said as I nodded to the wall. "Listen."
She calmed and allowed silence to fill our room. It only took a moment for the sound to return.
"Ohhhhhh." Carly's voice whimpered through the wall.
Dani turned her eyes to mine as I pulled my hand away from her lips.
"They're not..."
"I don't know," I said, but then came our answer.
"Brian, oh baby yes, right there," we heard Carly's voice say.
"... Maybe it's a massage?" I said but we all knew the truth.
"Lick it, right there. Oh fuck yes!"
A smile crept across Dani's face as she cocked an eyebrow.
"That's some massage."
I allowed myself to smile as well. "You think our little 'radio drama' did the trick?"
She shrugged, and I felt her body move beneath my own.
Then it hit me. They're having sex. Carly... and her brother... are having sex.
"Oh Brian, yes," Carly's voice carried into the room again, accompanied this time by her brother's deep and muffled grunts.
"Seems like... they're a little occupied now," Dani said while staring deep into my eyes.
"You seem awfully content with what's happening next door."
"It's basically the same thing happening in here."
"But we are only pretending."
"Does that look like we are pretending?" she asked tilting her head down.
I was suddenly very much aware of how my weight rested upon her body. My hips had landed between Dani's spread legs in what felt like a natural position. Our sexes, though still clothed, were pressed together and now felt each other's heat.
Her breathing deepened, and I could feel it. Each breath and muscle that flexed or moved pulsed beneath me. I could almost feel her heart rate increase. My own was thundering through my ears.
"This is bad, Dani."
"You're right. We should probably stop," she said as I felt her hands rest on my waist and ever so softly urging me forward. She lifted her hips and I felt the heat of her mound radiate across the length of my throbbing shaft.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip, gently applying more and more pressure as she rubbed herself on me. My cock, still hidden behind my boxers, was harder than I had ever known, and begged to push into this beautiful woman thrusting herself against me. I couldn't help but push back.
"Richie," she whispered. "We should stop."
Her words said one thing while her thighs parted more and more. I could feel her fingers spread, slithering beneath the waistband of my boxers as she gripped onto my hips to provide better leverage.
I opened my mouth to respond, but just as I did, her eyes flicked open and locked on mine.
"... I don't want to stop... do you?" she whispered.
Just like that, in the time it takes for a single heartbeat, everything for us changed.
I dropped my body full onto hers and instantly our lips pressed together.
It was like a dam had burst and erupting out of it was pure and unbridled passion. We grabbed each other and kissed desperately, fiercely as if it could somehow alleviate this fire in our chests, yet it only burned hotter.
For the first time tonight, our moans of pleasure were honest and real as our tongues wrestled, our hands explored; pawing, grabbing and groping at each other. I felt Dani's strong legs wrapped around me and squeezed like a vice. I in turn grabbed the back of her head with one hand while the other slid up and down her sides, then snaked beneath her to her back.
Holding her tight, I turned to the side, rolling over and pulling her with me. Dani instantly settled back atop me as I sat upright on the bed with my desperate and fiery sister astride my legs in my lap. Free now from obstructions, I let my hands explore her bare legs, thighs, and over the round curve of her ass. She was incredible.
The feel of her body writhing beneath my hands as she pressed into me was beyond anything I had ever felt before. Soft, yet firm, and lithe. The taste of her lips, a hint of alcohol mixed with the mint flavor of her toothpaste. And her moans, her honest and lustful cries of pleasure directed at me, and knowing that I was the cause of them shifted my own urges into fifth gear.
As I slid my hands up, slipping under the loose shirt nightshirt to feel her bare sides and back, Dani pulled away from me.
I watched, dumbfounded as she effortlessly grabbed the bottom of the shirt with both hands and lifted it up and off in one fluid motion, her breasts suddenly free to my eyes for the first time. She giggled as I stared, taking in her natural beauty laid bare to me. Her nipples, were hard and pink, capping her slightly puffed areola.
She rolled her eyes and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me to her breast. Instinct took over as I lapped and sucked.
"Oh fuck, Richie, yes!" she cried.
I was in heaven. The softness of her swelling against my face as I nibbled on her nipple, twirling the nub around with my tongue. Her purrs and moans showed their approval while I savored the sweet taste of her skin.
Slowly, I switch the other tit, basking in the feel of her flesh as I swiveled between her cleavage. Then, the moment the tiny bud brushed my lips, I suck it in, relishing in the way the flesh of her breast filled my mouth. The way her breath would catch at the sudden change in my loving assault filled me with pride and filled her with shuddering pleasure.
"I take it you like them?" she laughed as her fingers snaked through my hair.
I pulled back with a wide grin. A small trail of saliva bridged the small distance between her nipples and my lips before it snapped.
"Are you kidding? You're so sexy, Dani. All of you. You are incredible."
Half-naked and writhing in my lap, she blushed at my compliment.
"You never, like, tried to peek at me, so I never knew if you... you know."
"Did you want me to peek?"
"I'm not sure. Don't boys normally perv on their sisters?" Her coyness carried hints of honesty.
"Maybe. What makes you think I did and you just never caught me."
She scrunched her nose, smiling.
"Ha! There's no way in Hell you are that sneaky."
For a moment I couldn't help but chuckle as here sat my sister, nearly naked with her panty-clad quim rubbing against her brother's erection as she nestled into his lap. And. All she wanted to do was talk about why I didn't try to catch her in the buff all those years ago. My God, I love her.
"Well, sorry I was such a gentleman and respected your privacy. If I had known what I know now, I would have tried to catch you nude every chance I got."
I let my hands slide up her stomach and each cradle a breast while she rocked her hips on me.
"Uh," she grunted, breathing hard as I pinched a nipple. Dani, in turn, reached forward and rested an arm on each of my shoulders. For a moment, it felt like we were in prom. "You don't know everything yet." The lust in her eyes could spark a fire.
"Oh?" I said, tweaking her breast gently, watching her tortured waves of pleasure rip through her, all while Carly and Brian's grunts and moans added to the atmosphere.
She opened her mouth, breathing hard as I pinched a nipple. Dani, in turn, reached forward and rested an arm on each of my shoulders. For a moment, it felt like we were in prom.
"You sure know a lot about me now," I continued.
"Mm-hmm." She bit her lip and nodded. "Like I know this position's one of your favorites."
I let my hands slide lower, holding her hips, then slide to hold her ass against me.
"It is," I said, my dick was like granite as I thrust up against her soaking wet panties.
"I'm starting to see why," she said as she dragged her hips forward. I could just barely detect the crease of her womanhood, her wet and hungry pussy, as it slid over the tip of my cock. A shiver ran through me knowing that without underwear, I would have slipped right inside.
Her lips pressed to mine again, followed quickly by her biting my lower lip. My eyes were on her as she pulled away slowly.
"Can I touch it?" she asked.
"God yes," I breathed, feeling the ache in my loins.
Dani's eyes instantly dropped to my groin as she shifted her weight back to settle on my thighs. She seemed giddy, almost like a schoolgirl again as her hands dropped to the waistband of my boxer shorts. As I lifted up from the bed, she pulled them quickly down my legs, then off with some unflattering maneuvering on both our parts. And just like that, I was naked, exposed, and engorged before her hungry eyes.
"Oh, Richie," she said as she scooted forward once more. She reached down between her legs and lightly slid her hand over the crown, then down the sides, tracing the pulsing veins with her fingertips. Cum was oozing from the tip and now smeared down the sides as she slid her fingers across the skin.
"Dani, don't stop doing that, it feels so good."
"Yeah?" Her smile grew wider but her eyes stayed locked on my rod. It was unreal, watching her explore it, stroke it, stroke me. She tilted it to the right, then left, held it at the base with one hand, and tickle the crown with the other. She let her fingers circle the ridge of the head, lubricated with my precum now glistening across my entire cock.
"You have a nice dick, Richie."
"Thanks, Sis?" I replied. "And you have a great pair of tits."
"What, these old things?" she asked as she hefted one up with a free hand, winking at me in the process. "They kill my back sometimes, you know."
"Well, I think they are perfect."
"Of course you think that. You haven't seen my pussy yet."
Yet; what a wonderful word. I felt my cock twitch in her hand at the weight of what that one word meant. She felt it too and giggled.
"Oh you like that one, do you?" She laughed as she scooted forward on my lap. I watched, transfixed, as Dani pulled her panties tight against her body. Just barely I could make out the shape of her lips, parted and wanting. But my eyes were drawn more to the darkened spot in the center.
"This is so bad, you know that, right?" she asked as she ran the head of my cock back and forth against the wet spot on her panties. "This is so bad."
"I know," I said as I ran my hands up and down her legs. Smooth as they were, all my attention was on the feelings from my cock. I could feel her heat, her wetness, even the slightest definition of her vulva and clit slip against my member. Perhaps it was the context of our relationship, but it has never felt like this.
"Yes, Richie. Oh fuck you feel so good," she breathed.
I felt like chastising her, reminding her to call me Joe but hearing her say my name with such lust turned me on in ways I never knew.
"Oh Dani, so do you. You are incredible," I said as I ran my hands up her body.
This vision on my lap was like nothing I had ever imagined. This fiery temptress, rocking and thrusting against me as she ground her pelvis against my erection. Her whimper and moans drowned out our neighbors. But you know what? Fuck them.
It was hard not to watch as she rolled her hips, breast thrusting up into the air as she arched her back and ran her fingers through her own hair. She fought hard, searching for that pleasure just out of reach, and I wanted to give it to her. I owed her that much.
I reached my arms around her body and pulled her against me, tight. Our stomachs pressed together, our sweat mingling together for the first time. I felt her chest swell against me, nipples digging into my skin as I hoisted her up with a strength I didn't know I possessed.
"Richie," she said playfully, then her expression suddenly shifted to a carnal realization as my hands both grabbed her ass, fingers digging into the flesh below her panties. I could feel the tiny, wet hairs near her pussy tickling my fingertips.
My eyes were locked onto hers as I reached beneath her body, fingers slipping across the fabric covering her vagina, then grasping and pulling it far aside until it rested on the cleft of her ass cheek. Her sex exposed and gaping above my raging cock.
The sudden vulnerability seemed to cause her to shudder, knowing my intentions that rested mere inches beneath her. But I know she needed to hear it. I needed to lay it all on the line.
"I want to fuck you, Dani," I said. "I'm going to make this pussy, mine."
And then... her eyes squinted as she smiled. She leaned forward and kissed me, a light peck on my lips.
"Thine soldier doth thinks too highly," she said, then wiggled her body against me.
Oh, that did it. Fucking Shakespeare.
I sneered at her playfully and pulled her body down, both of us gasping as my cockhead slid up against the groove in her inner thigh, then slipped between the sweet lips of her labia. We watched each other's face gasp, then contort in an overwhelming surge of pleasure as my shaft slipped inside her warm, tight vagina, all the way until fully sheathed.
Few things I will remember as vividly as that moment. The way her body tensed and pressed against mine. The way she felt as she slid down and enveloped me, sweeping me in a way that felt new and familiar. The way her heat felt as it radiated through me. Her scent. Her gasp. And the way her breath caught in her throat when her pelvis landed on mine as I bottomed out within her.
Dani placed her hands across my neck once more and let out a heavy groan.
"Well, it's... Ugh, God... It's officially incest," she said as she settled into my lap. "Jesus Christ, you're filling me up. Give me a moment," she said as she rested her head on my shoulder.
My arms wrapped around her, one hand resting on her hip while the other pulled back the hair over her face. She hummed her approval and nuzzled her nose into my chest. As she pulled her head back, I felt the slightest roll of her hips. We both moaned.
"This is so fucked up," I said smiling as she rolled her hips again.
"Mm-hmm." She responded as she did it again, this time slightly slower, longer. "No more fucked up than them," she said nodding to the wall.
We could barely hear the whimpering of Carly and Brian, still going at it on the other side.
"Well," I said. "It's not a competition."
Dani beamed. "Between who? Us and them, or you and me?"
"You have a preference?"
She shrugged. "Not really I suppose. But if it's you and I, I'm killing it."
I raised an eyebrow.
Her grin grew.
"I already came," she said, then held up her thumb and index finger, barely separated. "Just a little one."
"When was that?"
She raised her eyes as if innocent and shrugged her shoulders. "A few minutes ago when you were rubbing against my clit."
"Shit!" I said. "I fucking missed it."
Smiling, Dani started rising and falling in a slow but deliberate rhythm.
"Mmmmm, trust me, Big Bro. You're not going to miss the next one." Her eyes closed as she tilted her head back and relished the experience.
"You trying to get yourself off again?"
"Mm-hmm," she nodded.
"You trying to come on my cock? On your big brother's cock?"
I felt her shudder as the words left my mouth.
"Oh fuck that sounds so dirty," she panted but picked up her pace.
"It totally does," I admired while I reached down and marveled at the feeling of her ass in my hands. "Fuck, I don't know how long I can last-Oh Shit! Dani, I'm not wearing a condom."
She stopped, fully settling her weight into my lap, my cock fully docked inside her ship.
"You don't think I know that?" she asked coyly.
"Well, Yeah I figured but-."
"Richie, I trust you. If you weren't clean, you'd have told me, right?"
I nodded.
"Good. And you know I would have told you as well, right?"
Once more, I nodded.
"And... I'm on the pill so that part's covered. So, if it's all okay with you; less talk and more fucking, please."
Her slow pace only lasted a moment as our passion started to rise rapidly and with it our tempo. In a mere minute, I was lying flat, hands on her hips as I thrust up into her, over and over and over again. Dani leaned over me, breasts swinging free and moaning my name over and over, just as I was doing for her.
It was bliss, fucking perfection. The rest of the world just fell away as we focused on each other and God damn it felt incredible. The way her breasts brushed against me with each thrust, the feel of her firm yet pillowy ass pushing into my lap, and her sweet, wet cunt gripping me for all she was worth, it was like we were made for each other.
"Fuck me, Richie, Keep fucking me just like that!" she cried as she bounced atop me, forcing my cock to search for new depths within her. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
She wanted me to give it to her, I was ready to do just that.
I lifted her up, causing her to immediately whimper in frustration. It didn't last long.
"Roll over," I said with a light smack on her ass.
I watched as her skin blushed in anticipation as she grinned ear-to-ear, then turned onto her hands and knees, lifting her panty-clad ass into the air.
I grabbed her waistband and pulled them over her ass cheeks, leaving them at her spread thighs. With her legs parted as they were, they stretched out like a net below her exposed sex.
"Hurry up and put it back in me," she said as she flicked her hair over her shoulder and looked back at me. Her eyes danced with mischief and eagerness for what was to come.
I placed a hand on each cheek, each perfect sphere of flesh that parted and revealed a dripping mound with swollen lips right between, and my cock, like a dowsing rod, pointed straight ahead, leveled with its target. I pushed forward and felt her lips part around my helmet. Before I could even savor the sensation, Dani pushed back in one slow, deliberate push, only stopping when her pussy swallowed the whole of my shaft and her ass pressed firmly into my lap.
"Ugh, fuck you feel so good," I said as I gripped her hips and thrust.
"Just fuck me!" she cried out, slamming her ass back into me, flesh slapping with each concussion. "Harder, Richie. Fucking give it to me harder!"
And I did. The sound of our panting and skin clapping together filled the space like the most debaucherous and lonely applause. I pumped my hips into her, over and over again, watching her as she watched me through the corner of her eyes. She would whimper, then tremble, then clamp down on me with her pelvic muscles, gripping me tighter and tighter as I lunged deeper and deeper.
Our muscles ached, bodies pumping with adrenaline and lust. Dani's arms gave out and she fell forward, catching herself on a pillow but kept her backside up and available to my assault. I watched as she bit the fabric of the pillow and screamed a muffled cry of pleasure into it. I couldn't blame her. This was all so incredibly intense.
"God you're deep. Oh, fuck! Please keep fucking me. Please. Ah!" she pleaded as the sweat dripped down her spine.
I gritted my teeth, and kept at it, feeling like a fucking champion running a marathon. God damn it, I felt like a king.
"Dani, this is... fuck, your pussy's so tight."
"Mmm, your pussy, Richie. It's all yours big brother."
Something in there did it for me. I don't know if it was the "big brother" or her saying "pussy" or even that hers was now mine, or even the sight before me of her slamming her ass back against me, forcing my pole in and out of her that made me aware of the warmth in my loins.
"Oh Dani, I'm gonna' come," I said.Yes! Do it! Come on my ass, Richie! I want to see it!"
She squeezed harder, milking my cock as I pumped.
"Fuck-fuck-FUCK! Dani." It approached. "I'm... Coming!"
I barely pulled out as a blast of semen shot out of my cock and splattered against Dani's naked back. She squealed in delight and lifted herself back up just as another followed, then another and another, all with my fist pumping my shaft as waves of near-blinding pleasure passed through me.
Panting, exhausted, and spent, I let my poor and worn cock rest between the sweet valley of her asscheeks as my eyes traveled across her body. Strings of semen were splattered across her back and ass like a Jackson Pollock painting with a small pool collecting in the small of her back.
"Damn, Bro, you were pent up!" Dani laughed as she reached back and scooped a trail of the pearly liquid off her ass cheek. "I feel like a Jackson Pollock painting back there."
"Guess I'll... need to drink extra liquids today," I said between breaths.
"I'll say." Her fingers spread watching with amusement at the way the sticky fluid spread and shimmered. Then, without a second thought, she extended her tongue and scooped it off her fingers with one tantalizing swipe. To this date, watching my sister taste my seed was one of the hottest things I have ever seen.
She turned and sat down, careful not to lay against the bed and soil the sheets.
"So..." she said. "... think you could, maybe, get me a towel?"
"Oh! Right! Yeah," I said scrabbling over to the bathroom, returning a moment later with a washcloth. She reached out to take it but I instead wiped her off with all the loving attention a brother has.
"You take such good care of me," she said as she rolled onto her back, legs together with her panties still at half-thigh. For the first time, I could see a small, triangular wedge of pubic hair above her vagina. She looked incredible.
"If I recall correctly, you still haven't come yet," I said as I tossed the rag on the floor and sat beside her. My fingers slid up her legs from ankle to knee slowly.
She shrugged.
"I told you; I did already."
"Yeah," I said holding up my finger and thumb barely separated. "A little one. I'm aiming for something grander than that."
"You don't have to-"
"I want to."
I leaned down and kissed her hard, and the thrill of her lifting up to meet my lips and spear them with her tongue started to rejuvenate my spent cock.
My hand slid down her thighs and grabbed the panties.
"First, this has to go," I said as I slid them off her legs completely and tossed them to the side. The playing field was leveled, both naked, bare and still desperately horny.
She giggled as I spread her thighs, fully revealing her womanhood to my eyes for the first time.
"Oh, Dani," I said, captivated by her... everything. Her puffed labia naturally parted as she spread her legs. The lips glistened and gapped showing the hint of pinkness inside, all surrounded by a short tuft of pubic hair. I must have looked like a caveman entranced by fire.
"Don't stare! You're making me self-conscious," she said as she covered her mound with her hands, legs still spread.
Shaking my head, I grabbed her hands and lifted them out of the way. "Please don't. You are so fucking sexy, Sis."
"You're just saying that. I haven't trimmed up down there since before the trip."
I reached down and ran my fingertip across her lower lips. She bucked her hips in response.
"So? It's not like you were planning on showing it off to anyone, were you?"
She smiled and shrugged then shivered as my fingertips did their magic.
"Mmmmm, I certainly didn't think you'd have a front-row seat."
"Well I do, and I am enjoying the show," I said as I lowered my head down between her thighs.
Dani's eyes went wide as she realized my intentions and pushed herself up on her elbows again.
"Richie, you don't... ohhhhh fuuuuuuuck!" Her words trailed off as my mouth latched onto her sex.
My mouth was suddenly overwhelmed with the taste of her cunt. Sweet yet tart and as addictive as nicotine. My own lips covered hers and felt each crease and fold bend and shudder as my tongue explored every crease.
"Richie, fuck that feels so good," she groaned as she laid her head back on the bed and grabbed both of her legs, holding them up and wider for me. With her sex now lifted up, I dove in like an animal, hungry and mad with lust.
With each stroke of my tongue, I felt her coo and whimper and shake. Sucking and savoring her, I flicked her bean and rolled it gently between my fingers. My tongue traced each part of her womanhood and I lapped deeply within, pressing my chin into her perineum and my nose resting on her mons.
Her hand came to rest on my head as she held me there, pushing her sex harder into my mouth.
"AH! Oh yes, that's so nice! So good! Ohhhhh yesssss!" she cried as she melted in my mouth like candy. "I've been missing out so much, Richie. Oh fuck yes!"
I smiled as I looked up from between her thighs, my tongue still extended and flicking away when our eyes met. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she breathed heavily through pursed lips, watching me feast on her cunt.
There was something so forbiddingly intimate about it. Legs locked together as I sucked between her thighs. Her hand stroked my head as she flexed her hips up and down, against my chin.
I said not a word as I slipped my finger inside, feeling the walls of her vagina grip me tightly. It soon was joined by another digit, slowly pumping in and out of her lovely little box.
"Richie, you hard again?"
"So hard," I said feeling the pressure of my raging hard calling for attention.
"Mmmm, you should put your penis back in there," she purred.
"Where, here?" I asked, flicking my fingers up inside her, causing her to yelp and cover her mouth.
She glared and pulled her hand away.
"You dickhead," she said with a grin, then began to rotate her hips in small circles. "... and yes, put it in me, please."
"I want you to come for me first." My fingers sawed back and forth inside her, dripping wet.
"Ah! Fuck!" She bucked her hips and bit her lip, then narrowed her eyes on me again. "Get that dick in me, now!"
"Come for me-."
"God damn it!" she cried and went to push me off her with her feet, only I moved at the wrong time and she kicked me square in the face.
"Jesus fuck!" I cried as I fell backward off the bed, bare-assed and clutching my face in pain.
Dani jumped up covering her mouth in shock.
"Oh my god, Richie! Are you okay? I'm so sorry." She crawled to the end of the bed and looked down at me as I righted myself.
I pulled my hand away finding spots of blood on my fingertips. The room span but within moments, it settled and I found my dear naked sister hovering over me.
"How's it look?" I asked.
Her eyes were near tears but somehow still composed.
"Unfortunately, you still look like you."
Now it was my turn to glare. I went to get up and she rushed to my side, helping me sit upright. Though the moment was gone, I almost missed the moment her bare breasts brushed up against my side as she lifted me. Almost.
I sat on the edge of the bed and held my nose with my hand. Dani rushed to the bathroom and I heard the faucet run for a moment before she returned with a wet washcloth.
"Thanks, Sis. I'm not broken, though." I said as pulled my hand away and replaced it with the cloth. The bleeding was far less than I suspected with how much my face throbbed. Seemed we dodged a bullet and my nose wasn't broken.
She sat next to me, her body pressed against mine as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"I'm so sorry, Richie. I totally screwed the pooch there," she said.
I wiped my face with the cloth, trying to push from my mind the taste of copper as I rested my head on hers.
"Well, next time you tell me to fuck you, I better listen," I responded, then paused and pulled the cloth from my face. "This isn't the cum rag, is it?"
"... Maybe?" She then laughed at seeing my expression change to concern. "I'm joking! It's a new one."
I felt her hand reach down and find mine. She held it tightly as we sat for a moment in silence. Even our neighbors had grown quiet, perhaps spent from their own torrid festivities.
"So..." I said, bravely risking a break in the silence. "If it's not too much to ask... what exactly were you attempting to do there before you went all kickboxer on me?"
Rolling her eyes, Dani elbowed me. A playful gesture.
"I was trying to be assertive," she said. "I was trying to get you off so you could... you know... give it to me. Totally fucked that up."
I tossed the soiled rag across the room and wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
"Come here," I said as I laid back down, drawing her with me.
We crawled into the center of the bed with me on my back and Dani resting her head on my shoulder. Her fingers rested on my chest while her leg was draped over my side.
"Are we stupid for doing that?" she asked without looking at me.
I let the words hang in the air.
"Maybe," I said. "Probably."
"Yeah," was all she responded with as we stared up at the ceiling while our fingertips brushed each other's skin.
"Dani," I said. She looked up at me with her big, brown eyes. "I love you, you know that, right?"
"Yes," she replied.
"And you love me?"
"Of course."
"Then I can honestly say; yes, it may have been stupid, but I don't regret it. But I know this will make this difficult."
She nodded.
"The trip..."
"Well... yeah. The trip. But I was talking about you and me. Brother and sister."
Dani sighed against me and hugged me tighter.
"... I know. I was just trying to be, I don't know what..."
"I get it." I gently stroked her hair, then let my hand slide down her arm, to her back, then let it rest of the curve of her ass.
"This is going to be difficult for sure."
My cock, having softened from the blow to the face, now twitched as I felt her buttocks fill my hand.
"Not many brothers know what I know..."
Dani lifted her head to look at me.
"What's that?"
"... What my sister's vagina feels like."
"You fucking perv, who says that?!" she laughed as she slapped my chest. She looked at me a moment, then leaned forward and kissed me, softly this time.
"... I bet it feels magical," she whispered.
"Like a dream," I said.
"Good. Because I try to keep it that way. It's a sacred place after all."
"Some might say a holy place," I retorted.
She stared at me, eyes narrowing.
"... Was that a vagina hole joke?"
I bit my tongue to stop myself from laughing.
"I'm afraid if I say yes you won't let me worship it again."
Her eyes danced with light.
"So you still want to? Even though things will be different."
"Dani, we have already crossed that line and I would rather embrace this than regret it."
She kissed me again, harder this time, and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. When her tongue passed into my mouth, I grew as hard as iron in her hand.
"Will you fuck me again?" she whispered, then bit my lip playfully.
"You're not going to hurt me again, are you?"
"That all depends," she said as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She stared at me and crooked her finger with a come hither gesture. I was quick to follow and lifted my body over hers, landing between her spread thighs. My cock now resting on her wet bush and feeling the labia caressing it ever so lightly like tiny kisses along its shaft.
"Come inside me this time." The look in her eyes said everything. Love and certainty.
Our eyes stayed locked together as I shifted my hips back and she shifted hers up. Without hands or guidance, my cock found her willing opening and slid home with ease. All the while, I watched her eyes widen slightly, her breath shudder and felt her nails dig into my flesh as we joined together once more.
This time, it felt different. Something about it was deeper, richer, fuller. We didn't kiss, or grope at each other, but watched each other slowly become more and more enamored in the overwhelming pleasure we gave and received. We weren't fucking. We were making love.
It was intoxicating, observing the tiny little things that made the moment.
The way her body would move ever so slightly with each push of my hips.
How her mouth opened and cooed, or lips would quiver as my cock nudged her just right.
The silkiness of her womb, how it gripped my member and adjusted and caressed each bump and vein of my cock.
Her scent, rich and heady and uniquely feminine.
As for Dani, she was right there with me taking it all in; holding her legs wide open and watching with carnal fascination how our bodies connected. How my cock entered her pussy and pulled out again, slick with her wetness. She watched my abs flex. How my arms supported my weight, deltoids, and biceps swollen and covered in my sheen of sweat. How I looked at her with desire, wanting nothing more than to bring her pleasure.
How could anything this good be so wrong?
"Are you close?" I asked her.
"I am," she said biting her lip. "You gonna' make me come?"
"That's the plan."
My hips flexed and pushed in deep and held her fully embedded upon my shaft. She gasped in joy and rotated her hips in circles, grinding herself on me and whimpering in delight.
"I want to make you come too," she said as she pinched her nipples and wet her lips with her tongue.
I leaned forward and grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed above her body, then pressed my weight down on her as she was stretched beneath me.
"Oh God," her voice quivered. I could feel her stretch beneath me, writhing and humping back up to me.
My head lowered down close to her ear, lips close enough that she could feel the heat of my breath on her neck.
"I want you to come for me, Danielle. I want to feel your tight, little cunt squeeze your brother's cock."
Suddenly, I felt her legs wrap around my body and squeezed tight.
"I'm so close, Richie. Fucking give it to me, please!" Her voice was ragged but sure.
"Is that really what you want? Your brother's cum pumping deep inside your pussy?"
"Richie! Yes! Fill me! Please, God, fill me! Ah!" she cried out and pushed her body against me, pressing her mouth against the nape of my neck. "I want it in my pussy. Give it to me, now!"
"I'm going to," I said as my hips sped up. "I'm going to come inside you, Dani. Oh fuck!"
"Ugh, Richie!" Her voice was rising in pitch as her thighs squeezed tighter. "I'm almost there! Oh my god!"
"I'm gonna' come! I'm going to come in you, Dani!"
"Yes-yes-yes! Do It! I'm... fuck I'm COMMINNNNNG!" She bit my neck to muffle her cry as her body shook beneath me, her cunt spasmed and squeezed as I erupted inside her filling her with my searing seed.
We both shook, my hands now releasing hers and I rested all of my weight upon her. The aftershocks still rolled through my sister as she convulsed slowly diminishing waves of orgasm.
As our bodies finally settled, both of us covered in sweat and panting heavily and my withering cock still inside, I went to roll off her but was stopped as she wrapped her arms around me.
"No! Not yet. Not yet," she said as she held me atop her. The side of her face pressed tightly against mine. Both our eyes closed. Within moments, our breathing was in sync.
I felt the flick of her eyelashes against my cheek as she opened her eyes.
Slowly, I shifted off of her and landed on my side. She was the one to break the silence.
"Sorry if it's not romantic, but I'll be right back," she said and lifted herself off the bed with a groan and walked to the bathroom. My eyes delighted in the shimmy and shake of her bare backside as she hurried away.
Moments later, she returned and crawled into bed next to me, facing me. She wore that same sweet yet devilish smile I've come to adore.
"Hey," she said. Her face had that radiant post-orgasmic glow.
"Hey," I said in turn and nothing more.
We snuggled up to each other above the sheets and drifted off into sleep, but not before hearing a muffled voice call out from the other room.
"Good night you two!"
* * *
TEXAS TO ARIZONA
We all awoke late the following day; us and our neighbors in Room 15. At Carly's insistence, we all met up for brunch at a 50's diner before we continued on our separate journeys.
We were tucked away in the far corner booth fresh cups of coffee poured into our ceramic mugs. The jukebox was on an automated rotation of golden oldies while the regulars sat at the counter and chatted away with the staff.
To say it was awkward would be an understatement. The moment the server walked away, we all sat in silence, well aware of what was heard the night before. We could likely have brushed it off and said it was all pretend, but both women radiated that freshly satisfied glow.
"Dani... Joe's not really Joe, is he?" Carly asked. "Is he your brother?"
Just like that, all our cards were on the table.
Dani looked at me and nodded.
"No point in denying it," she said. "Things got a little intense last night and... I'm sure you heard it all."
"Oh yeah," Brian said with wide eyes as he nodded while focused on the menu.
"And sound travels both ways," Carly added.
"Oh yeah," I responded.
A redness appeared on Carly's cheeks as she blushed.
"Was that really the first time you... like together?" she asked.
We nodded.
"You?" Dani asked.
"Same," Brian said.
Carly looked at her brother, then back at us.
"... that's not... 100% accurate," she said.
His head spun quickly in her direction, eyes wide and lips tightly pressed together.
"We don't have anything to hide here," she said.
He opened his mouth to say something more but thought otherwise and relented.
Dani perked up, hearing Carly say this.
"Carly? Have you two...?
"Yes. We've kinda... fooled around before," she said.
"Car-ly," Dani said, mouth hanging open with the hint of a smile at the corners.
"It wasn't much. Until last night, we never had full on..." She looked around, then leaned forward and mouthed "...sex."
Brian rolled his eyes.
"If you're gonna tell them, tell them," he said as he set the menu down. "We've masturbated together."
"No way," Dani said. I'm not sure her eyes could get any wider. "How long has this been going on?"
Carly's cheeks were red as she sheepishly smiled.
"Since college. But it was only like six times-."
"Eight," Brian quickly cut in.
Carly turned to him, confusion on her face.
"What? No, there was the first one at the dorm, the next day..."
"Remember the RV trip with Mom and Dad?"
"Oh dang, you're right. It's actually more like nine or ten then."
Dani cut in.
"And you both watched each other or what?"
The siblings shared a look.
"Yeah, we did. I'd watch him, then he would watch me, or we'd do it at the same time which was the best."
"But we never touched each other. That was the one rule we had until..." Brian said.
"... until last night..." Carly finished for him.
"Until we heard both of you," Brian finished.
It was a lot to take in, we were their catalyst. Our charade had pushed them over the edge.
Carly took a deep breath.
"I feel like this goes without saying but... I won't be telling a soul about any of this. And I know you, Dani. I trust you will keep our secret just the same..."
We both nodded.
"... What happened last night, for me, was..." Carly looked at her brother, "... screw it, I already know I'll never hear the end of this but, it was the best damn sex I ever had. And it sounded like quite the show on your end too. What you do, that's your business, but I certainly hope you both don't dwell on what happened in a negative light. I sure won't be."