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Jokes on Us [Nothing and Vivid]

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Erin O'Riley walked out of the front of the high school building just minutes after the final bell had rung. Another day of class finally over. He just wished the weekend would come sooner. He ran a hand through his dark brown hair, the wavy locks dropping back down into his hazel eyes a little. He wished his sister would hurry up, he was ready to get home already. He was a junior and she was a freshman, and she always took her time getting out of there. He didn't get too upset though, he loved his sister, though the way the two of them acted at school, most people would have thought they were a couple. It was just because they had decided that when she moved up to the high school, they would play the biggest prank and mess with everyone in the school. He didn't care what people thought, it was worth it to see the confused looks on their faces when ever he and his sister were together. He looked back towards the doors, watching for heramong the crowd of other students.
 
Meghan O’Riley had been day dreaming during class again. Her fantasies had oft lead her down a path that was hard to shake herself completely from. When the bell had rung, signaling the end of the school day, she had been lost in one of those dazes and it wasn’t until someone had waved a hand in her face that she snapped out of it. In a rush she stuffed her book and notepad into her backpack and headed out to meet her brother.

Like her brother she had dark, wavy hair. It was shiny and ended at her shoulders. Her eyes were the pale blue that their father possessed though. Even though she was only a freshmen, most would have pegged her to be older than what she was. As she dashed out of the school boys looked at her. She paid them no mind though. She spotted her brother and made her way directly towards him.

“Hey there!” she said as she pressed her lips to his cheek. The game they were playing on the rest of the student body was pretty funny. Everyone thought that the two had something going on. The thought made the pretty young woman flush and she batted the images that it formed out of her mind. A prank, she told herself, it was only a prank. “Let’s get home. You know that mom and dad won’t be home until late…”

The way she trailed off made some of the other students who passed them give the pair strange looks. Meghan had to suppress a fit of giggles.
 
He smiled as Meghan approached and pressed her pink rosebud lips to his cheek. He ignored the slight enjoyment he got from it and looked down at his younger sister. Sounds good, we haven't been able to have any time to ourselves in so long, I didn't think I'd be able to wait much longer." He said, getting some satisfaction knowing that people had heard them and he had to fight back a grin that would have said something was up. He took her hand in his own and pulled her slightly towards his car. "Well we better get going if we want plenty of time." he said, winking surreptitiously at Meghan. Occasionally he would think of it for real, as if it were more than a joke, but he always dismissed them quickly before he got too worked up. It was just hormones and his male brain putting out weird thoughts, of course.
 
Her mind traveled back into that direction as she walked with her brother towards the car. In reality that is where her daydreams had went, though she always told herself that the quarterback of the football team was the one doing those sinful things to her.

She climbed into the passenger seat, her cheeks red with a very real flush. It had to be normal for a teenage girl to feel that way. Especially for one with no form of proper release. When he climbed in she shot him a smile and she let out a hardy laugh.

“Did you see their faces?” she squealed. “It is pretty funny! This was the best prank that we’ve ever pulled.”

Meghan had always been mischievous and fun loving. When she was little she deemed Halloween and April Fools as her favorite holidays. As she got older she never changed her opinion on that. This idea was brilliant. To pull the wool over the eyes of the entire school had just been too tempting to pass up. Even if the prank did make her question the relationship she had with Erin.
 
Erin ignored the thoughts that kept bubbling up to the surface of his mind. This was all just harmless fun, nothing more, they were siblings having a good laugh at the people around them. These were all just crazy messed up thoughts that his teenage brain was creating on its own. That was what he kept thinking to himself as he walked to the car with her, her hand in his.

He sat down in the driver's seat of a silver 2000 Ford Taurus and shut the door. His face was not all that pink, no more than usual really. He looked over at her as she smiled and laughed, wondering if she was pink faced from holding in her laughter. "This will go down as one of the best things we've ever pulled off." he replied. He was also something of a mischief maker. In the past he had directed it toward Meghan, but as they got older, they had learned to anticipate each other, and neither was accomplishing anything. So they joined forces and started working together. Now they had reached the culmination of their talents with this little gem, even if it did cause him to have some weird thoughts.

"Well, lets get to the house, I wanna take the chance to just chill at the house for once instead of having to get to work right after we get back." He buckled his seat and started the car, backing out and pulling onto the highway, heading for their home.
 
It was true that both of their parents worked late. Mom was a lawyer and their father was a CEO of a company struggling in the recession. The pair were very dedicated in their work and now that both of their children were over the age of 13; they could work for longer and longer periods of time. Truth was, when Erin was at his own job, Meghan was very lonely. Though she was never going to admit that. Not to anyone but her diary anyway.

She buckled her seatbelt too and watched him out of the corner of her eye. She liked the fact that he was going to be home today. Maybe they could order a pizza in and watch some cheesy horror movie. Though, cheesy or not, horror movies always frightened her.

Maybe he’ll hold me, she thought before she could stop herself. She sucked in air harshly, stiffened in her seat, and snapped her vision forward.

“Yeah, me too…” she murmured. She stretched out, pushing her chest out with a yawn. She needed to start thinking about something different. “So, um, what do you want to do when we get home? I was thinking we order in some pizza and watch a funny movie.”

Changing the type of movie it was made her feel less suspicious.
 
While Erin enjoyed being able to have so much free time, he did miss seeing his parents sometimes. His own job as a host at a nearby italian restaurant gave him even less time with his family as well, but he needed the money.It was when he was by himself at work that he most often thought about Meghan, which always confused him. He just told himself that it was natural for him to miss her, they were very close after all.

He didn't say anything as they drove down the highway, slowly getting closer to the road to their neighborhood. He thought about what they could do, and a few more of those thoughts surfaced again, though he quickly started thinking abut other things as best he could.

He glanced at her for the briefest moment as she yawned and flicked hi eyes back onto the road. He mentally berated himself for being such a sicko. You just didn't look at your own sister in that way, no matter how pretty she was. "Sounds like a good idea, masking his irritation with himself behind a smile and cheerful tone of voice. "You can pick what we watch, you remember what movies we have better than me."

He pulled into the neighborhood a minute later, heading to the end of the street where their house lay.
 
She thought about it. Most of the comedies they had were directed at children mostly. Her mind went back to the horror flick again and she shifted uneasily in her seat. She would have liked to be able to be completely honest with herself but it sickened her. No little sister thought about their older brother in such a fashion. It was a sin and just plain icky. Though she didn’t think it was too icky at the moment.

Meghan licked dried lips. “We could, you know, just watch one of the scary movies that we have. It’s been awhile since we broke out one of the Nights of the Living Deads or Nightmare on Elm St. As long as you don’t mind me being a little jumpy.”

She couldn’t believe she just suggested that! It was horrible of her to do so! Just moments ago she had just forced herself to say a funny movie and now, in a matter of seconds, she was able to switch her mind back.

“But we could always pop in Spy Kids or something else equally as lame.”

As they approached their house, she let out an audible sigh of relief. Back in her room she could change into oversized sweats. Anything that would make her feel as nonsexual as possible. The tight jeans and form fitting top did not fit this.
 
He considered it for a few moments. Now that he thought about it, they really didn't have much in the way of more mature humor. He really disliked the idea of watching some lame kids comedy with her. That stuff just made him want to put an axe through the television. "Maybe something scary would be better than one of the comedies after all." he said, a little hesitantly. An image flashed in his head of her clutching him as they watched the movie in the dark, him putting his arm around her... He stopped that thought dead in its tracks. It was wrong in so many different ways, he told himself this over and over and over as he pulled into the driveway, glad to be home. He climbed out of the car and grabbed his bag before heading for the front door. "So when do you think we should order the pizza?" he called back to Meghan, trying to keep things as normal as he possibly could.
 
“Whenever you want,“ She replied as she slung her heavy backpack over her shoulder and walked past her brother. From one of the front pouches of the bag she withdrew her key. It had baubles and a slew of shiny things connected to it. She opened the door and raced up to her room, accidentally leaving the door there open a crack.

Meghan started to strip quickly, removing her shirt and jeans, and kicking off her flats. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it! Why couldn’t she shake those thoughts today? Normally she was able to dismiss them and go on. But now those nasty thoughts seemed to linger on. She found her sweats crumpled on the floor and she pulled them on before slipping on her fuzzy slippers.

There. She looked as unappealing as ever. She slipped out of her room and headed downstairs.
 
Erin was about to get his key out when Meghan came up from behind him and saved him the trouble before nearly sprinting up the stairs to her room. He blinked in surprise at her sudden rush, but shrugged and shut the door before dropping his bag and following after her. He walked towards his room and noticed the door to her room was open slightly. As he walked past, he saw the briefest glimpse of skin before he whipped his head forward and went quickly into his room, shutting the door behind him.

He shook his head, trying to not think about the door that was open, tempting him to step out and look again. He gritted his teeth in frustration, pissed off at himself for being such a sick pervert. Peeking on his sister? How far had he fallen? At this rate he was going to start trying to watch her shower. That thought brought a whole crowd of new images which he swiftly tried to beat down. He pulled off his school clothes, muttering a stream of curses and frustration as he pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He walked out and headed downstairs to join Meghan.
 
Meghan was grinding her teeth as well by the time she made it down the stairs. Hopefully things cooled off for the two after they had some food or did some homework. Though she didn’t have any homework. Most of her teachers had been cool and didn’t assign any for the weekends and what homework she did have she did during study hall. She pouted and turned to see her brother coming down the stairs. Quickly she looked away and made her way out to the family room.

The TV was huge. Their parents had made sure that they had the best of everything. Daddy was always self conscious about appearances and when they threw the holiday parties, everyone always gushed over the new things they had. She looked through the racks and racks of movies.

“You know,” she called to her brother. “I am not sure which one to pick. They all freak me out. Nothing is better than a good scare!” She continued to look, knowing that there was something indeed much better than being spooked. Meghan groaned in agony, fully revolted by herself. “How about we watch the first Saw movie? It’s so gross!”
 
Erin was also without any homework, and had nothing to take his mind off of of his predicament. He glanced at the large grandfather clock that sat in the hallway. It was still only 4, still not late enough to order pizza, unless they wanted to eat it cold when they got hungry. He walked into the family room, thinking that it wasn't right for him to be in the same room with her, but wanting to maintain the facade of normalcy. "Yeah, that sounds fine, you can pick whatever you like." He walked over and dropped down onto the couch,his body limp on the thick cushions.

"I think we should probably wait a couple hours before we order the pizza, since we want to be able to eat it while its still hot." he said from his spot on the couch. He hated himself for it, but his gaze kept drifting Megahn's ass while she was looking for the movie in the large storage area under the Tv.
 
Meghan winced. It felt like it was so much later than four. The desire that was building inside of her made it seem like time was going so slower. It felt as if hours had passed since they left the school. She grabbed the movie and a few others. The lovely young girl turned around, a big phony smile on her face. “Well then, we can have a marathon! It’s been awhile since we have been able to veg together.”

She switched the channel to the output station and flicked on the DVD player. Even these actions seemed to take more time than what they should have. A pulling sensation had started to form beneath her naval as the thoughts now ran like a faucet in her mind. Finally she put the disc in and went to join him on the couch. She sat close to him. Perhaps a little closer than what she should have. The scent of her perfume was still lingering on her skin and with how close she sat, he was likely to smell it.

“Since we are doing this movie-a-thon, we will be watching all of the Saw series. What is more mindfucking than watching Jig Saw torture his victims? Maybe we can get some tips from the guy to make our prank more sadistic.”

She swallowed harshly. That was the last thing she wanted to bring up! It was that prank that started it all.
 
It seemed to Erin like she was unconsciously making it more difficult for him to keep his mind off of her. Every second crept on as if it were never going to end. He hoped that the mindless violence of the movies would help him keep hi mind distracted. That was his hope anyways. It was driving him insane having these thoughts growing stronger in his mind. He tried everything he could think of to keep from thinking about her, but nothing was working. When she finally sat down, she was much closer than he wanted her to be at the moment, but he couldn't tell her to move or she would think something was wrong. He could smell the floral aroma of her perfume, drifting up towards him. It seemed to make his head spin and his mind turn fuzzy for a moment.

"Yeah, sounds good." Why did she have to mention that prank? He was having a hard enough time already. He wished he had never concocted that scheme with her in the first place, he hadn't thought it would turn out like this. "Maybe we can order the pizza after the first one." he said, trying to turn the conversation elsewhere.
 
That sounded good to her. Thinking about the pizza for a few seconds would mean that she wasn’t thinking about her brother. Though that didn’t last long. The scenes that played out before her, even on the menu screen, made her shift uncomfortably on the couch cushions. Her mouth went dry as she imagined herself throwing her arms around Erin and burying her head in his chest. She cleared her throat and licked her dry lips.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Meghan managed to muttered. Reluctantly she hit the play button. Instantly she grabbed his arm as the her fear built. Her heart stopped but she did not draw away. It felt to good to pull herself so close to him. His breathing calmed her.

This is so sick! Why am I thinking this way?! I need to drag myself away from him!

Her attention was drawn up to his face. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes shone brightly. Again she found her heart racing. This wasn’t good. At this rate she might try to kiss him. Instead of disgusting her, the thought thrilled her.
 
Erin's own head seemed to be playing its own series of movies in his mind. Only these were filled with scenes of intense passion, all of them involving himself and Meghan. He wished the movie would hurry up and start so he could distract himself from the disgusting thoughts. Just as the movie started and he felt a bit of relief start to hit him, he felt Meghan suddenly latch onto his arm. He tried not to make any sign that there was a problem, after all, why would she think there was a problem? Why did she have to do something like this?

His face was warm and slightly pink as he tried to keep his attention on the screen in front of him. Then he noticed that she wasn't looking at the screen, but up at him. She had a strange look on her face like she was looking very closely at something. There was a gleam in her eyes, and he couldn't seem to keep from looking back at her, his mind screaming at him to look back at the movie. His heart started beating faster, and he started wondering if her lips were as soft as they were in his imagination.
 
The movie wasn’t grabbing any of their attentions anymore. A lump appeared in her throat and she swallowed it. They simply stared at each other. Meghan wondered if he was feeling the same things that she was. Without really thinking she leaned in closer to him. Her eyes became heavily hooded and her full lips took on a small pout; slightly open. A kiss. One kiss would rid her of all of those desires. Once she had pressed her lips to his she knew that she would be fully repulsed by it.

With a sigh she finally brushed their lips together. Instead of it feeling disgusting, it was the most amazing feeling in the world. Her eyes fully closed. Soon he would push her away and ask her what the Hell was wrong with her. He would contact their parents and she would be sent away to a looney bin for feeling this way. Now she was simply going to enjoy it. She cooed and pressed her mouth more firmly against his and she pushed her lush curves on him.
 
He could see it happening in slow motion, her face slowly making its way towards his, her full lips pressing together, her eyes closing. He saw all this in perfect detail as if he were looking at a photograph. He did nothing to stop her, hell it didn't even register that she was the one doing this. Inch by inch, she grew closer, closer, closer.

Then he felt like he had just touched an electric fence. The touch of her lips sent shivers down his spine, an dan instant later, he had his arms around her, returning the unexpected, but welcome embrace, falling back a bit as she fell on top of him. He didn't want that kiss to end, it was better than anything his imagination had ever been able to concoct. He could feel his body getting warmer and more excited, his pants failing to hide the beginning of a bulge.
 
The bulge did little to deter her. In fact, it propelled her forward. Erin had reciprocated her lust and, as wrong as it was, she could not tear herself away from him. Her tongue darted out, played with the crack of his lips, before penetrating his mouth. He tasted so good! She rubbed her tongue against his and her hands rested on his chest. A muffled moan came from her. Between her own legs a moistness began to form.

Her hips moved against his bulge. Meghan needed him. They wanted each other. Stupid little prank had started this fire in the both of them. Perhaps the prank was simply an excuse for a desire they shared for one another. She wanted his hands to rake over her body. Evil. It was so evil. And wicked. But it felt so right.

She drew her mouth away, sucking roughly on his bottom lip. Her hips didn't stop though as she looked at him. "Brother," she said. Her voice was a purr. "Oh, Erin, what is going on? I mean... should we be doing this?"
 
He couldn't stop, no matter what things his mind screamed at him, he couldn't bear to tear himself away from her. He had to have her, after this he couldn't think of doing anything less than that. He opened his mouth for her, letting his own tongue get involved as well, licking and sliding over her tongue, playing between their mouths. She was delicious, better than anything he had ever tasted before. Her moan only strengthened his lust for her.

Then he felt her pressing her hips against his partial erection and he inhaled sharply. It felt so good, so very good. He couldn't help moving his hips as well, his bulge getting bigger by the second. He wanted to do more to her, to do everything to her, he no longer cared for consequences or whether it was right or wrong, he just knew that it was what he wanted.

He hated having their lips parted, but at least she kept moving her hips, as did he. "I don't know why, but I know that I don't want to stop, I don't care if we should or shouldn't, I can't just stop here." He shifted his hips more forcefully, his basketball shorts rubbing against her sweatpants.
 
She bit her lip as he began to rub his erection against her. The friction was so wonderful. She arched her back a little, pushing out her chest, before lowering her head to his ear. She flicked the earlobe playfully with her tongue before nibbling on it. Meghan wanted him to feel as good as he was making her feel. All she needed to know was that he didn’t want to stop. It was all she needed to continue.

“I want you,” she whispered. “Let’s not stop here. I can’t help myself. I need you to touch me.”

Again she found herself sitting up. This time she quickly removed her sweatshirt. Her heavy breasts were encased by a black bra. With shaking fingers she took his hand and led it to the swell of her left tit, making him squeeze it gently. Her face was red and her breathing was heavy.

“Do you like my body?” she asked. “I’ve wanted to show it to you for so long.”
 
He couldn't stop moving his hips, his clothing rubbing against his hard cock. He never wanted to stop. He took in a sharp breath when she leaned down to play with his ear, her warm tongue and gentle nibbling making shivers run down his back. He wanted so much more, he wanted to do everything he could to her, and wanted her to do the same to him. He forgot the anxiety he had felt before, losing it in the euphoria he now found himself in.

I want you too, I want to do it all to you. I want to make you feel better than you ever have before." He replied

He watched as she sat up and his heart kicked into high gear when she pulled her sweatshirt off. Her breasts were big for her age, but not to the point of being ridiculously big. He had imagined playing with them so many times. His hand eagerly followed the lead of her hand and he grasped her tit, squeezing it over and over, feeling it through her bra.

"I absolutely love your body, I've dreamed of seeing it for a while now." he said, reaching up to take her right tit in his other hand, squeezing it as well. He had stopped moving his hips, their position making it difficult to do. He took his hands away for just a moment to remove his t-shirt, waiting for her to begin touching him as well while his hands returned to her tits.
 
His squeezing caused her to let out a soft groan. To have that sort of pressure on her breasts felt so good. To know that Erin wanted to do this was even more intoxicating. As he removed his shirt she bowed her head and placed soft kisses on his neck. She ran her tongue along the tendon before taking it in her teeth and pulling it slightly.

“Your skin tastes so good,” she muttered against his body and she kissed lowered. Her breathing was becoming faster as well and soon it wasn’t enough for him to just touch her through the firm material of her bra. Her hands reached back to undo the clasp of her bra and she shrugged the straps off of her shoulders so when he removed his hands it would fall off.

Meghan’s hand then snaked down over his stomach. She hesitated a moment and looked up at him. Would it be alright for her to touch it yet. It may be a little quick. The two were moving so fast. She didn’t want to scare him off.

“Can I touch you?” she asked meekly. “Under your shorts. You know… touch your…”

She swallowed harshly.
 
He kept squeezing at her breasts, massaging them in his hands. As she placed her lips on his neck he leaned his head back a little bit, giving her more room to work with. Her lips felt just as good there as they had on his own lips. His skin tingled and twitched slightly as her tongue slid over him and her teeth started nibbling on him. It felt so good having her mouth on his body.

"Thanks." he said, a little awkwardly, the air causing the wet spots where she had kissed to feel slightly cooler, goosebumps appearing on his skin. Even as he felt the chill, his body was getting much, much warmer, especially after she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. His heart raced as she slowly exposed herself to him, his hands quickly moving back to where they had been , hungrily rubbing her soft breasts.

At first he was too busy touching her breasts to notice her hand until it touched right above the edge of his shorts. He looked down at her hand then up at her, their eyes meeting. he paused for a moment, debating whether or not he should let her.

He nodded. "Yes, please do it, I want you to touch my... my cock." He said, feeling somewhat awkward saying it out loud. He continued rubbing her breasts as he waited for her to reach into his shorts.
 
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