What else is a girl to do with two brothers? (Queen Chaos & BoomBoom)

[Discordia]

It was early in the morning when Tessa woke up, five minutes before her alarms went off. Wearily, she rubbed her eyes and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Sitting up, she frowned. The teen wore a white t-shirt but her grey shorts were cast aside on the floor. Then she remembered the events of last night. She grabbed her phone, switched her alarms off and then checked her messages. She found two message threads, one titled B and the other B2. She opened B and read through the messages from last night, biting her lower lip as her mouth twisted into a smirk. She remembered how she had been eager to get to bed, practically rushed, so that she could message him. The thread was full of flirty messages, naughty thoughts and revealing pictures. Last night Tessa had sent her most revealing picture yet. She stood topless. her bare breasts perky, nipples rock hard. Her face was mostly out of the picture with lips just visible, forming a slight pout. She looked damn good. The eighteen year old remembered how, when the lights were out she had pulled her shorts off to slip her hand down to the wetness between her legs. All the naughty things she had texted him raced through her mind; the way she said she wanted to wrap her lips around his hard cock, or how she wanted to feel him inside her, wanted his lips on her womanhood. These and a dozen other naughty thoughts were sent back and forth between the two. She grinned to herself before reaching for her shorts. Pulling them on, she grabbed some clothes and left for the bathroom.

Standing under the hot water, Tessa enjoyed a nice long shower. The water ran through her hair, dripping in rivulets down her back and over her round butt. She’d already cleaned herself, but lately her showers had been getting longer and longer as she worked away her increasing frustrations. One of her hands cupped a breast, massaging it, pinching and pulling at the nipple. She moaned lightly, the sound hidden by the shower. Her mind returned to last night’s messages. She was starting to need more. More than just messages, despite their… precarious situation. As her mind lingered on the outrageous messages, on the things she wanted to do to B, her free hand slipped between her legs. Mere moments had passed, fingers barely gliding over her womanhood, when someone knocked on the shower door, yelling for Tessa to hurry up. Sounded like one of her brothers.

Tessa stepped from the shower, dried and dressed in black skin jeans, a loose grey tank top and tied a red checkered shirt around her waist, completing the outfit with a pair of red converse. Before leaving the bathroom she paused and grabbed her phone. She typed a quick message out to B.

Wish you were in the shower with me.

She paused and then sent the same message to B2, hoping in vain for a flirty response. Leaving the bathroom she shouted out to her brothers. “All yours idiots.” The rest of the morning was fairly standard; getting her bag ready, grabbing some food and arguing with her two younger brothers before heading off for her last year of school.

The day was pretty standard for the most part. Get to school, go to classes, talk with friends. The usual. However during a break in one of her last classes of the day something came over her. She was sat at the back of the class, alone when she got her phone out. First she texted B2.

Heyy, what ya doin'?

And then she texted B.

Hey, I’m bored. And horny. ;P

“Oh my god, you’re so bad!” Said a voice behind her, looking over Tessa’s shoulder. She turned to see Lizzie and Charlie, her best friends, returning to class. She couldn’t help but grin at them.
“So when are we gonna meet these mystery men?” Charlie asked with a devious grin.
“You really think I’d introduce them to you?” Tessa replied. “You’d eat them up in a heartbeat.”
“Well, yeah but I’d still share them with you.” The silver haired girl replied, doing her best to maintain an innocent look. Tessa could tell they had a thousand more questions, they always did. Luckily though their teacher returned and the girls returned to their seats. Tessa sighed with relief. Her friends has seen her messaging B and B2 once and had assumed B stood for boyfriend. She hadn’t corrected them and had even perpetuated the lie. Now her friends were nearly always asking about them, thinking that she was some hero for balancing two men. They also thought that she was actually physically involved with them, which couldn’t be further from the truth. Cause in fact B stood for brother.

Sat at the back of the class, with no-one to see her, she waited for one of her brothers to message back. She could feel her arousal between her thighs and had to suppress the urge to sneak a hand down the front of her jeans.

 

[BoomBoom]

James barely woke up after having hit snooze twice upon hearing hie arm go off and even then he lay there, face down hanging halfway off his bed. His head turn to the side one eye open looking at his phone as his consciousness slowly started to trickle into his mind. His body, however, seemed to recall everything from the night before as it was primed and started. He could feel his erection pushing down between his legs, it'd have been more comfortable if it had been pointed up under his belly bit instead it went down. A small smile crossed the boys face as he remebering the flirty words last night and turned his head to see he was alone in bed and with a sigh the sixteen year only rolled over to his back and picked up a phone to see how much of it had been just a dream and how much had really happened. Checking his texts he realized that he had ever right to be hard that morning as he scrolled up and seen a half naked picture of the sexiest girl he knew.

That alone had been a lot, more perhaps than it should have been but the boy regretted and felt shame about nothing. Under the sheets his right hand slide down his stomach grasping the base of his harder shaft pulling the skin up one and then down before banging could be heard and he sat straight up afraid someone was about to barge into his door only realizing afterwards that it was the bathroom door that was being banged on and it was Sam, his twin brother thay was knocking and shouting for their older sister to get out of the shower.

"Fuck" the boy lamented as he noticed the time he'd be lucky to shower and then get dressed on time let along enjoy the sights and words that were upon his phone screen from the night before. A tragedy in the teenage world but little enough could be done about it until he came home from school that day. Scrolling down James let out a small laugh at the picture he had sent in response to the one of the bare chested beauty. It had been a point of crew picture pointing down in which his chest and stomach were revealed, twisted a little to appear more athletic. The nakedness didn't end at the stomach though, as his manhood was pointed down and only had covered by a blanked revealing much of the shaft.

Risqué, did not begin to describe the pictures that had been sent and received. Before he could work himself into anymore of a situation simultaneously as his brother called thay he better be up to shower after him he received a buzz of his phone. Looking at the text his tongue wet his lips.

"I'm coming" he called back and though the answer could have been given to both he instead texted back:

Awww, too bad your out Next time

His hand started working himself under the blanket moving quickly as he could while his twin brother showered. He hadn't finished by the time the other boy was done in the shower so rushed to the bathroom and I to the shower to finish there, using the pink loofa that was clearly not his to her massage himself.

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Sam woke early, he was usually the first one up out of his siblings and liked to shower first. The other two took increasingly longer times in the shower and it was starting to get ridiculous. To his regret he could hear the shower was already on which meant that one of them had awoken before him wo he sat at his computer desk in his room and pulled up his Web page, a blog on the subject of inappropriate thoughts in which he anonymously confessed his sins of the mind and desire to online strangers.

He typed about the night before, of the texts he masterbated to despite their origin and despite thay they must not have been mentioned in the way thay he took them. The person that had sent them couldn't have felt that way about him, couldn't have k.own that her flirty jokes set him on fire but they did and it wasn't right. Not by the social graces of the word.

By the time he was done typing the shower was not done so he rose to bang on the door and demand that his sister hurry up to which she complied and he got a text that set him off and had his heart pounding. When his sister left the shower and he gotta into the room he texted back "great idea on how to preserve water, haha" before stripping and entering the shower.

As he cleaned her thought about the text, and thought about Tessa but didn't do anything about it despite his bodies eagerness. He just didn't have time and it was wrong he reminded himself as he did every day he touched himself to the texts that he received. Once out of the shower he had a normal morning and school day.

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'The hell needed all this math?' James' mind wondered as he looked forward at the chalkboard as the teacher droned on and on sitting at the back of the class. It had been barely a few minutes into the class and already he was bored to tears whether felt the gentlest of buzzing on his thigh. Discreetly he pulled out the phone and read the text with a smile looking towards the door of the glass knowing the sender was just across the hall in her class. His deft fingers slid across his screen:

That isn't right you know. Will have the fix that

He flirted as always though nothing had ever come of it (save himself) and the attached a discreet photo of the bulge he had under his desk, the body of which was blocked by his jeans and hit send. Luckily he had remembered to silence the camera.

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Sam got the text while he was walking outside for gym class and texted back a picture of himself shirtless holding up a basketball, the school with a majority of the kids locked away inside in the background a wide some on his face. The gym teacher was pretty lax about texting in-laws so long as you were doing what you were supposed to be when on the field so he was able to text readily.

What class you stuck in?

He asked wishing she had been able to send him a pic so he could see her. Better not, didn't need to be caught hard over a picture of his own sister in the middle of class. What would everyone thick of him? What would he's?

 

[Discordia]

Tessa couldn’t help but grin at the response she got from her brothers in the morning. As usual James flirted right back, while Sam reacted as innocently as possible. as usual. That one frustrated her. James and Tessa flirted all the time, sending naughty messages and texts that they shouldn’t, while James always avoided the flirtation. Tessa thought about it often. Maybe he didn’t that James flirted back with her. Perhaps he just wasn’t as perverted as she was. After all she knew that she shouldn’t be doing this with James, it was just that she didn’t care. She enjoyed the thrill of it. Besides it wasn’t like they were fucking or fooling around… yet.

Mmm, missed your chance to see these all wet and soapy

She shot back to James, followed by a picture of her cleavage. Then she quickly replied to Sam before leaving for school.

You know that’s not what I had in mind ;P


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At the back of the class, Tessa stealthily texted her brothers with ease. She couldn’t help but grin naughtily at both the picture of James’s bulge and at the opportunity she had to tease Sam. She started with James, fingers dancing over the phone screen.

Looks like you need some help there

As she sent the message her left hand slid under the desk and into her jeans. She made sure to take a teasing photo and send it to James, typing slower with one hand as the other reached between her thighs. Even as she typed out the message her fingers rubbed her through her panties. Her heart was pounding with excitement, not quite sure what had come over her. She’d been aroused in class or in public before, but never had she been daring enough to actually pleasure herself. All the messages and pictures back and forth between Tessa and James seemed to never her riled up so much more than usual.

Looks like I need some help, we should meet up in the toilets ;P

Tessa’s finger lingered over the send button for a few moments before pressing it. She wasn’t sure how exactly he would take that. He might think it was just part of the joking, sexy flirty fun they were having. Although what if he took her up on it? What if he wasn’t joking? As she pondered this Tessa realised that she wasn’t even sure if she was joking, or if she would go through with it. She pushed the thoughts from her mind and suddenly realised that she was rubbing herself more vigorously. Looking around the room nobody seemed to notice. Apart from Charlie.
The silver haired girl looked at her with surprise in her eyes and a devilish grin. Tessa returned the grin, before pulling a face of pretend yet remarkably convincing pleasure. Charlie laughed and the two girls looked back to the front of the quiet classroom, Tessa pretending to listen. A few minutes later and she typed up and sent a reply to Sam.

Stuck in history, wish I was out there with you, but I’d probably just distract you too much ;P

Even as she sent the message her mischievous mind was working. Hurriedly she scrolled back through some of her old photo’s until she found the perfect one. You’d have never known it was Tessa in the picture, all it showed was her bent slightly over in a pair of tight grey gym shorts, with plenty of thigh and a little of her back on display. There were plenty of raunchier photo’s she could have sent. It had been Lizzie who took the photo and they had taken several more, some with Lizzie’s hand grabbing Tessa’s butt, some with the shorts pulled down around her thighs to reveal her skimpy black thong. She quickly sent the more innocent picture to sam, along with an innocent message.

Oh, by the way, I’ve been meaning to ask, what do you think of my new gym shorts?

She smiled deviously to herself before sliding the phone into her pocket and turning her attention to the front of the classroom, pretending to make notes even as her left hand continued to move between her thighs.

 

[BoomBoom]

James looked at the picture of the cleavage and then scrolled up to the picture of her bare breasts, then back and forth imagining them soaking wet and then imagining his hands soaking them up. It was wrong, he knew it and any civilized person knew it but Tessa seemed to enjoy the flirting and he enjoyed it as well. He had sent sext messages to other people and he had been going online looking at porn and cybering since he was twelve but none ofor it aroused him as much as Tessa, how own sister and their flirty texting. When had it all started? He didn't remeber but it hadn't slowed down. Now there were sending pictures, not just in sexy cloths but mor revealing. Was it crossing a line?

James didn't think so. It was just bodies and teasing and just pictures on the screen as opposed to seeing each other in person. In person they acted flat out normal, for the most part, but put the two of them on their phones and you'd think they were long distance lovers.

His fingers moved quickly to text back:

Note: need waterproof phones

He sent thay and it was quickly followed with

Or wake me up I'm sure you would do a better job of it than my alarm :angel: you might not be cleaning them right

Where was the line for the flirting, was it in typing things that could potentially also come true? Surely not, she could, in theory actually wrap those perfect lips of hers around his manhood but they had texted about thay. And about him tasting her. She tasted good, James was sure, and he wouldn't mind an all you can eat buffet.

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Sam on the other had a whole lot more to write about on his blog. It wasn't something overly popular, he had a few hundred readers, nearing a hundred l. Some of them encouraged him to try something and while it was thrilling to think about in a naughty and perverse way, he knew that it was some troll. His text back was simple:

Haha

And it included a laughing emoji rolling around. Hardly the flirt his brother was.

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A smile crossed his face at the response that he got back from his sister but his response was delayed as he had to look forward as the teacher was calling upon students to answer the question he posed. He didn't know the answer so paying attention or not he wouldn't get it right but at least she wouldn't be asking him more than once.

By the time he checked his phone again he had a picture that nearly caused his hardness to raise the desk off the floor as it pushed against it. His response was:

At first I thought of you under my desk, now you are bent over it. Pants down to you knees while the whole class watches.

He could hardly believe his fox of a sister was so aroused that she could barely contain herself in class. Another text went out.

Yeah, looks like you need a hand... Maybe a mouth.... Or perhaps a cock. Dealers choice

To which he attached a photo of his hand gripping the thickness of himself over his jeans. His zipper was too loud to undo.

His heart pounced, his ears reddened. A joke or a plan to meet. A flirty joke, surely but he wanted to live in that world:

Washrooms by b wing, 10 minutes?

That was all her sent waiting for a response. B wing was under construction so there wasn't many people down there and even less likely to be using the washrooms. Maybe that was too much thought put into it.

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"Who's that?" a voice called over Sam's shoulder as his friend saw the picture of the tight rear he would be fantasizing about and that was starting to create a tent in his shorts. The awkward thing, for him, was that the person asking was hers closest friend Alex who had a crush on his sister since kindergarten. Luckily he didn't name Tessa that in his phone.

"A girl from Saint Peters" Sam lied chucking the basketball at Alex and shoving the phone into his pocket. He was starting so it was a few minutes. Effort he did hlget to respond with
They look great and fit nicely. You get all the good cloths since they have to buy us two sets

He joked back and hit send.

 

[Discordia]

Oh I could wake you up, but you’d still be late, these lips have a way of distracting, especially wrapped around that thick cock.

Tessa had typed her reply to James as she left the house for school, grinning to herself. She was sure there was probably a line she was crossing. After all should they really be flirting about things that they could, conceivably, do. After all their parents often left them home alone at the weekends when the kids didn’t want to go out. Tessa could easily sneak into James’ room on such a morning and wake him up with the best blowjob of his life. But she didn’t and just because they flirted about didn’t mean that she wanted to. At least that’s what she told herself as she stepped onto the school bus.

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A hand, a mouth or a cock? Why not all three?

Tessa replied to James, her hand rubbing her harder and slightly faster. She could feel her wetness seeping into her panties as she looked at the photo of his hand around his thick cock. Then the next message came through and her breath caught in her throat. The teacher asked a question and she pulled her hand from her jeans. Was he serious? Or just joking? The teacher called her name, asked a obscure about ancient history. She glanced up, looking at the teacher before answering as if on autopilot. The teacher smiled at the correct answer before moving on. When she was far enough away from Tessa, the young woman started typing on her phone, this time replying to Sam.\

Glad you like them, could I also get your opinion on some underwear? ;P

She teased him, face flickering into a brief smile before returning to James’ text. Her response to this could change everything. Things between them could be ruined forever, or taken to a whole new level. Her mind raced as she debated how to reply. Finally, with slow taps on the screen of her phone, she replied.

See you there, that is if you can hide that package enough to stand up ;P

She stared at the sent message, wondering what she’d done. Had she just torn their relationship apart? She pushed similar thoughts from her mind and excused herself from the classroom to go to the toilet. Outside she walked the halls of the school, waking fast, heart pounding, breathing fast. Then something occurred to her. The washrooms by B wing were having construction work done to them and as such were rather quiet. James would have known that, it would be why her chose them. Now her heart was pounding for a different reason, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Did he also want to take this to another level? Was he looking to move beyond sexting? She soon know.

Tessa reached the washrooms three minutes early and took time to compose herself, getting her breathing under control. She then leaned against the wall, hands in her pockets, looking very casual as she waited for him.

 

[BoomBoom]

James received the text just as he was heading out the door, blueberry muffin hanging from his mouth as he turned to lock the door being him. The details of the text stopped him dead in his tracks as he read it with the keys in the door after locking it. Sam and Tessa were out ahead of him as always which was why he had the keys in the first place as he was always the last one out. The horn from the bus prevented him from responding back as he pulled the keys out of the door and bolted for the bus, not wanting to miss it again. Unfortunately it also meant that his muffin ripped and fell to the ground. Worth it? Sure.

On the bus he didn't pull out his phone to respond back. They had never sent them little texts while in the same physical vicinity of one another before. In fact he barely acknowledged her at all when he got on the bus and sat in an empty seat. Just two regular brother and sister here. Nothing to look at.

Yeah, right.

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Lucky us, I have all three baby

James texted back quickly nearly getting caught in the process. How would he have explained the texts if the teacher got a hold of his phone. How would he explain the pulsating hard on he had under the table if he was demanded to stand up and read them to the class. The answer to that was easy, he would just refuse and take the suspension, it'd be easier the explain that than the life and crude texts that he was sending out. Especially if it was found out who they were getting sent to.

Shifting in his seat the teen boy couldn't seem to get comfortable. At least not without sliding his chair back and exposing his reaction to texts to the class.

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Sam sat on the bench and felt his phone vibrate in his hands and looked at the screen and swallowed hard. It was just words, he told himself, you are just someone that she can trust.

These are the thoughts that ran through his head, he wished it were more, despite the wrongness of it. Shaking fingers danced across the touch screen phone forming a response and then hitting send after a moments pause.

Yeah, of course. Anything.

In those four words Sam felt he destroyed a trusting bond between himself and his sister. She was asking his opinion on her clothing, and while he might give it willingly and honestly it was being used in a way that would churn her stomach when he got home and in his most private of moments. Might she forgive him if she very found out.

The thought didn't last much longer before he locked his phone and returned to the court.

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He read and reread the text. This was just part of the game they played, the hypothetical world in which the two engaged each other physically so many times in the past. In ten minutes time she would text him back saying she arrived there to see him and they would play their little sext games. It was hot, yeah, but as he waited for the text he raised his hand and asked to be excused which he was granted permission and swung his legs out to the side of his chair and left the room hand in his pocket holding his hardened manhood down against his leg.

Luckily he was next to the back door so nobody had to see.

What the hell was he doing? Destroying the fun and games and probably any semblance of a relationship with Tessa for when the ten minutes was up he was going to text her a picture of him waiting there asking where she was. A joke, that would hopefully be worth it. Only as he turned the corner there was someone standing there.

Not just anyone...but Tessa.

His mind raced as he made his way towards her, from her vantage point it was clear he was using his pocket to hold down his swollen member as he walked. The tips of his ears were red which was an indication of embarrassment. She must have had the same idea as him, only she was actually here and the halls were empty with the other kids in class.

"Y-your here" James said not at all the ego driven character he played in the sext world he enjoyed so much. What the hell else was he supposed to say, this joke had taken a wrong turn somewhere. Taking his hand out of his pocket he let the hardness press against his pants. She'd seen that much in texts enough, it didn't seem like such a big deal.

Had it gone wrong? Or were things very much right?

 

[Discordia]

As Tessa waited for James to turn up, Sam’s latest message came through. Despite her nerves and the thundering of her heart in her ears, she grinned and replied to him. She enjoyed teasing him, seeing how far she could push him and a thousand different ways just topped into her head. Despite his steadfast refusal to flirt with her she could picture him squirming in his room as she paraded in and out, wearing just her underwear. Tessa had some pretty sexy sets of lingerie that she would just love to show him As she grinned, she sent him her reply before sliding her phone into her pocket.

Great, I’ll show you tonight!

She’d probably wait a few days before showing him, see how he reacted. Maybe if she was lucky he’d mention it himself, even come and ask her if she still wanted his opinion. If he did then it meant her mind games were working and that she was actually starting to break him down. If not, well, then she’d simply have to up her game. As she thought about Sam her mind started to wander, of course bringing her back to her current situation.

A small part of her didn’t want James to turn up. After all if her did, things between him and Tessa would likely never be the same again. How could they ever go back to some kind of normalcy if he did turn up. But then did Tessa even want normal? If she did she certainly wouldn’t be flirting with her brothers, seeing how far things could go. But just because she flirted with them, did she really want things to go further, for things to become physical, or even to flirt face to face? Her mind raced with all these questions, leaving her confused.

She stared at the time on her phone, watching as it turned to the ten minute mark. There was no sign of James. There was a small pang of disappointment, but then she heard the footsteps coming around the corner. Looking up, Tessa saw James approaching, his ears a burning red from embarrassment. She could tell that he was holding his erect manhood against his leg, barely hiding it. She couldn’t help but smile. Gone was the bold, confident young man that she flirted with. He had been replaced by the shy. nervous boy approaching. It was cute, making her smile even more.

“Y-you’re here.” He stammered. Tessa just grinned at him. She’d always had a thing for nervous, usually nerdy guys.
“Of course I’m here.” She said, trying to sound confident. She couldn’t help but look down as he pulled his hand from his pocket, his full erection pressing into his shorts. “Looks like you’re as happy to see me as I am you.” She purred. If this had been any other boy she’d have been all over him, pulling him into the toilets and unbuttoning his shorts. This wasn’t just any other boy though. It was her younger brother.

As she looked her brother up and down she suddenly found herself lost for words. Usually Tessa wouldn’t have much need for the, letting her body do the work. In most cases she was very much a fuck first, talk later kind of girl. She couldn’t afford to do that now, not with her brother. The two of them had a pretty good thing going and the last thing Tessa wanted to do was ruin it. Finally she forced a seductive smile to her face and gestured to the washroom door.

“Shall we do this then?” She asked, leaning back into the door and walking backwards through it. She hadn’t seen anyone come or go since she’d been stood outside so she assumed that it would be empty.

 

[BoomBoom]

Sam looked down at the screen and could feel a shift between his legs just as his name as being called to play. Luckily it had not been a full hard on and the motion of standing up and running to the court was enough to return him to normal. All except the images that he had in his head of an identical image of the one that had been sent to him only with his sister wearing underwear instead of those tight shorts. Tonight, he thought, and he smiled at the secret that only he and Tessa knee. She would be sharing her underwear pictures with him. For his opinion not enjoyment.

That didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy it though.

With any luck it would have one of her friends in it as well. They were always taking somewhat risqué photos with one another and if what they shared online was what they were comfortable with the images they kept private must have been something to be seen. At least if there was another beautiful woman in the picture it might seem a little less awkward to look at and undoubtedly enjoy. Sam didn't text back a response as he was on for the rest of class.

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James blinked at his sister his eyes looked her up and then down subconsciously as she spoke with confidence about the matter. Of course she was here. As of it was no big deal that the two of them were skipping class so that they could... What were they going to do now? They were siblings. They shared the same parents. That didn't stop them from their racy pictures or texts about what they wanted to do but that seemed so different to James. He smiled at that, it was supposed to look like an eager 'of course your here!' smile but it appeared more nervous and uncertain.

Tessa was a gorgeous girl the hottest in the school even, and he'd always wondered how they got started flirting the way they did when she could be doing it with any other boy in the school. Perhaps it had been a mis-send that had sent them down this road, but it was a path that he very much enjoyed and looked forward to. Would it be ruined now? Was it still a game or a joke or was this about to get serious. Was she testing him to see how far he would go and then consider him a perverts?

She spoke of his swollen manhood and he looked down at it and then managed to smirk up at her "I guess...I don't even need to say words then.." He tried to sound as confident as words that appeared on the screen but there was a shake to his voice when he said it. An inexperience and foreigness to this whole situation. Then again, how many people met their sister while cutting class to go into a bathroom to 'help' her.

Why not all three, the words flashed in his mind as she pressed her back against the door and started walking through it. It would be now or never he suspected an he took steps forward to meet her. Hurried steps so that he was up to her as they entered the washroom. James risked one hand upon her hip as he turned into the washroom taking a step back and pulling him towards her so that they would be in there proper and the door could close.

His heart beat so fast he was sure half the school could hear it. The redness in his ears only increased in burning as he pulled the girl; Tessa; his sister, tight to him. He could feel her press against him when he pulled her close and he realized he liked it. Despite the fact it was her.

Then a voice called out "Jack, a got the tile saw yet?"

The two were not alone in the washrooms it turned out, for with his back towards the brother sister duo was a construction worker the school had hired.

 

[Discordia]

James’s nervousness and inexperience only made Tessa smile more as she she stepped backwards into the washroom. She could tell he was rather inexperience compared to her. They never really spoke about their real life sex lives, so she assumed he didn’t have much experience and everything so far was reinforcing that. Tessa on the other hand had much more experience sneaking out of classes to make out with boys, or heading out late at night to do all manner of naughty things while everyone else slept. Once, on a summers evening she had gone with a boy to the field behind her house, laid a blanket down and had sex with him. She was surprised that her family hadn’t heard her cries of pleasure, exaggerated as they were.

Despite his inexperience, Tessa wasn’t put off. Unlike most girls she had a soft spot for boys like James. There was something about the shy, nervous boys that appealed to her. Making out with them and introducing them to her wild, kinky side was an odd turn on of hers. Maybe it was a corruption thing, maybe she was just twisted. She certainly thought she was twisted with the way she seduced her brother, even led him into the washrooms. Despite her experience in these situation, her heart still pounded. She wasn’t used to being in situations like this with someone that she actually cared about. Usually it was purely physical but this time was different.

His hand on her hip, pulling her close felt like a jolt of electricity through her body. She couldn’t help but grin, her breathing short and quick. As the door closed and James pulled her close she pressed against him. She placed her hand on his chest, leaning in. She could feel his heart, pounding almost as fast as his as she moved her face closer to his. It suddenly felt as if everything had been leading to this moment. Her lips brushed tentatively against his and then…

"Jack, got the tile saw yet?"

Tessa froze, eyes wide with panic. She looked over and saw the construction worker, back to them. She couldn’t believe it. All the times she had gotten away with this and the one time she can’t afford to get caught, she gets caught. She was about to move when the worker turned around.

“Well you got it or wha…” He trailed off when he saw them. “What the hell!? Get out of here, find somewhere else to get freaky. Fuckin’ kids.” The construction worker hadn’t even finished before Tessa started moving, pulling James outside. Her whole body shook as she led the way down the hall. She stopped to lean against a wall, breathing deep. Her emotions were all over the place, her face pale.

“You know, I think, maybe… erm, maybe we’d better just head back to class, yeah?” She said to James. She didn’t know how or what to feel. His was a mistake was all that kept going round her head. She shouldn’t have gone along with this. She was the older one after all, she should have been responsible and put an end to it. Instead they nearly got caught. All she could do was hope that the construction worker didn’t mention anything to anyone. This was a mistake, she thought again. But if it was then why did she still feel… good. James had put his hand on her hip, pulled her close. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Despite all her conflicted, raging feelings, she couldn’t help but latch onto that.

“I guess I’ll see you at home.” She said before walking away and heading back to class.

 

[BoomBoom]

James was inexperienced in this type of situation. Sure, he had made out with a few girls, hand stuff and oral between a few but as far as sneaking away like this and being so forward it was all new territory. As was sex itself. He'd been inside a girl once, and for but a minute before she had grown scared and asked to stop and they did. Not exactly losing his virginity he would say since it had only just begun. Not thay James thought he was about to have sex with Tessa, she was his sister... But in the same vane it wasn't that he didn't want to either which was really starting to mess with his head. Luckily he didn't see a psychiatrist or they might have ended up telling his parents and the whole world how messed up he was for wanting something like that.

Only, when he pulled Tessa closer and she put her hand on his chest it didn't feel wrong. As she moved closer and he captured her scent everything in this moment couldn't have been better. Even the bathroom didn't seem such a terrible place and as her soft lips lightly brushed against his he knew that it didn't matter what other people thought, as long as the two of them were happy. It was bliss.

For the half second thay it happened at any rater.

Before a deep voiced man spoke asking for a tile saw and in that moment James froze, his head snapping towards the source of the voice and his eyes wide. His hand still on the hip of Tessa, his sister, and her still pressed against him. They were caught, they were going to get rated out and the entire school was going to k of what they were doing. Fuck!

James wasn't sure that he would have started moving in that moment as all excitement left his body, had it not been for Tessa pulling him out of the washrooms and into the hall. His heart had been pounding at seeing Tessa at the washrooms, now it was hammering at having been caught with her there. When they stopped James leaned his back against the wall and then leaned forward trying to catch his breath his hands on his knees to support himself.

Looking over at her when she spoke James nodded his head, trying to seem calmer than he was he decided that speaking was out of the question. His voice might crack or she would hear the unsteady rhythm if he did speak about it. She would also hear the bitter disappointment thay he didn't get to male out with her. Or more, if their texts held any weight but that was wrong, and this had all been a mistake. A joke that went a little too far.

"Uh, yeah...see ya" James said kicking himself for not being able to take control of the situation and be the man that he thought she might want. He watched her walk away, sure that their moment was gone and maybe it was for the better. Sure, everyone had no problem with that sort of thing on Game of Thrones but this was real life. They would be labeled freaks.

When she was gone he went back to his class and kept his head down for the rest of the day. He thought about texting Tessa to apologize only thay would have been a lie.

He was only sorry that someone was there.

For the rest of the day he remained inactive on his phone while waiting for this day to be over.

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The bus pulled up to their house letting the three siblings off as usual. James hadn't even looked at Tessa after school, afraid that if he did everyone in the immediate vicinity would know what had happened. A few friends asked him what was wrong and his response was that he was tired and so rested his head against the window until his stop.

Sam was his usual self and waved to her with smile, believing that he was the only depraved one with his insane thoughts and was content with keeping them in his head. And his anonymous blog.

James was the first one through the door unlocking it and going into the kitchen to pull out some of the leftovers from dinner and eat the cold pizza at the counter. The events of the day playing through his mind and he hardly seemed to notice as Sam took a piece and went to his room to work on his blog.

James looked down at his phone, forgetting he was in the kitchen and not his room and started reading through the texts of the day between him and Tessa. Locking his phone if anyone made themsepf present.

 

[Discordia]

The rest of the day was a blur for Tessa. She spent most of her time in class sat at the back, thinking about what an idiot she had been. She felt so stupid for letting it go that far, for leading James on. Whatever they obviously had going on between them wasn’t’ to going to work. But that didn’t help her understand why the hell it felt so good in his arms, why breathing in his scent and leaning in to kiss him felt like perfection. There was no chance of that now though. His silence after they got caught was too much. She could have handled it if he got angry, or sad or whatever. But the silence, followed by his sullen response was too much. She couldn’t handle it or face him afterwards so she just hurried off to her class.

Lizzie and Charlie sent her a few texts to check that she was okayed Tessa just replied saying that she was, didn’t want to talk. She did her best focus on her class, or think about other boys or generally anything other than James. None of it worked though. Her mid kept wandering back to their almost kiss. To what could have been had the construction worker not been in there. She wondered how far she would have taken. Obviously they would have made out, perhaps hands exploring each others bodies. She fantasised about his hands gripping her ass, caressing her breasts as their lips locked together. As she gazed out the window she thought of herself pulling his jeans down, wrapping her hands, maybe even her lips around his thick, hard…

Stop! She told herself. Get over it, you twisted freak!

Before Tessa knew it school was over and she was on the bus home, way too close to James for comfort. She didn’t dare look at him, hardly dared speak in fear of him hearing her and being angry or upset. After what felt like eternity the bust stopped and they got off. She went last, following her brothers. As she followed her phone chimed and she got a text from her mother.

Hey honey, really sorry but we’re gonna be home really late tonight. Probably 10/11ish. There’s left overs in the fridge. Love you.

Great. It would be Tessa, Sam and James alone all night. Cause that won’t be awkward. She thought to herself. “Hey guys, mum and dad will be super late tonight. Just us.” Tessa explained. This wasn’t something new, their parents rand their own business so late nights and long weeks wasn’t anything new. Tonight however was perhaps the worst night they could have picked.

As Sam disappeared upstairs Tessa leaned against the kitchen door, watching James/ There were so many things she wanted to say, to confess. None of it would help though, so she cleared her throat and approached. “So erm about earlier…” She began, before pausing. Her eyes wandered the room, looking anywhere but at James’s face. “I assume we’re on the same page, that it was just a silly thing we probably shouldn’t repeat, yeah?” She flashed a half hearted smile before leaving the kitchen, barely listening to his response before fleeing to her room.

The rest of the night was agony. She spent it looking over their old messages before trying to distract herself with school work, messaging friends, looking at colleges and teasing Sam. The only brief distraction she got was when she texted Sam. She hadn’t planned on messaging him straight away, but she desperately needed something to distract from the situation with James.

What do you think?

What followed was an assortment of pictures of herself in various sets of lingerie, bikinis and underwear. Some were selfies while others were clearly taken by somebody else. Even that only distracted her for a little while.

The hours continued to tick by until finally she left her room at nine o'clock in just her pyjamas and headed over to James’s room. She knocked lightly on his door. As she waited for him to answer it occurred that her pjs perhaps weren’t the best for the situation. Her shorts hugged her upper thighs and butt perfectly while leaving plenty of leg on display, while the top showed off a sliver of stomach, an ample amount of cleavage and revealed the rose tattoo on her shoulder. It was too late now though.

“Can we talk?” She would finally ask when he opened the door.

 

[BoomBoom]

Just us, Tessa said and James couldn't turn around to look at her. When he thought of those two words he imagine it being just the two of them in the house but Sam always there as well which made things all the more complicated. Why couldn't his parents have had a nine to five job? That way they could be there, force them to do some stupid family activities or something and then maybe he could forget about the days earlier events. No, not forget, but at least get past them and be forced to move past it and talk to Tessa the way thay a brother was supposed to with a sister. At least until they went into their own rooms for the night and then they would do what they had been doing.

Now, it all felt so strange. All day James had been waited to be called down to the office for being in a washroom with a girl. Now that he was home, the worry didn't fade at all and he seemed content with burying his head in the sand to avoid it all. "Alright, cool" he respomded passively. Why did he feel so messed up about it? It had been a fantasy in his mind (minus the construction worker) and they shared their sexually charged ideas over phone.

Would it have been this bad if they had gone further? If her perfect lips had done more than brushed his? If they had all the time in the world to do whatever they wanted or would there still be this strange form of guilt?

"It's those damn Andersons I tell ya, they are forcing them to change everything over and over again" Sam spoke clearly oblivious to the awkward tension surrounding his other siblings. "They need to just cut them and run, it isn't worth it" he added his two cents as he made his way up the stairs turning to look and see if either had anything to add.

James didn't.

When Tessa spoke about earlier James looked up at her, he nearly felt a smile pull at the corner of his lip. Maybe she wasn't mad at him, maybe she was as perverted as he and wanted to see where it led but the next words were ones that sunk him. Outwardly he seemed hardly to care, but his core dropped. He knew now how badly he had fucked it all up and he was mad at himself for it.

"Yeah, right" was his answer the disappointment not hidden from his tone in the slightest and after Tessa left the kitchen the empty pizza box went sailing off the counter and onto the floor. Stupid move, really, he had to pick it up but he was mad now and James stormed off to his room to brew in his annoyance.

Sam on the otherhand had started his computer and started typing his post for the day when the phone buzzed. He picked it up and looked at the first picture. How and why this happened to him he wondered but he was not mad or upset about it. Turning away from his computer he moved to his bed checking his door was closed and sent various compliments to her such as:

Looks great, did you have them custom made?
Starting a modeling career? Haha!

But to one of the underwear pictures the response came later, and it was a picture of Sam standing in front of the mirror wearing a pair of boxer briefs of the same brand and nothing else. Unlike a picture James might send he was not sporting a hard on under the underwear but it was a step for him. And in his room Sam feared for his very soul and his relationship with Tessa.

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James meanwhile was sitting on his bed, lights off save for the glow of his phone as he read back through the texts that he hand Tessa had sent in the past. He must have wrote her a hundred texts, but he hadn't sent one of them and instead deleted them. He waited, hoping for one of those naughty texts but it never came. Instead of a buzz he heard a knock at the door and rolled out of his bed. He was still wearing the same jeans from earlier in the day but now he was shirtless. Figuring his parents came home early he opened the door but it wasn't them.

It was Tessa dressed in all of her beauty and sexy self wearing thin pajamas and looking at him. Leaning against the door James chewed the bottom of his lip a moment and then said "Yeah I think we should...did you want to come in or...?" awkward. Should they be in a room together after earlier today? His hand came up as he rubbed the back of his neck trying not to look a complete idiot.

Also trying not to look like he was checking out her curves in the pj's that she was wearing.

 

[Discordia]

Tessa had grinned at Sam’s compliments. She wondered what he was doping as he looked at the provocative images of herself, of all her exposed skin. She wondered if he would touch himself while looking at them. The very thought aroused her slightly, excited her imagination. She got the response image of him in his boxers. It was nowhere near as erotic as the images she sometimes got from James, but it was a surprise coming from Sam.

Looking good bro!

She had replied. She then waited a few moments before sending another text. It was a web link to an anonymous blog she had found online. Some guy who apparently had feelings for his sister. Every now and then Tessa liked to look online to see if other people actually felt the way she did. There was something about the blog and the guy’s confessions that she found only hot.

Have a look, this guy apparently has a crush on his sister and write about it. Is it just me does some of what he writes sound kinda hot? ;P

After that she had flicked her phone onto do not disturb mode, leaving it in her room. The rest of the night she wanted James to be the centre of her attention.

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Tessa watched James nervously as he opened the bedroom door. she didn’t know if her would be angry or upset, but she just wanted to make things right between them. Well, perhaps not right but at least get things back to how they were, to be talking and flirting again. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach again, the nervousness of her beating heart. It was like the washrooms all over again, except this time there wouldn’t be a construction worker to get in the way.

Tessa nodded as he invited her into the room and she stepped in, her body moving close as the door closed behind her. She looked up at him, watched as his eyes were drawn to her body, to the way her skimpy pyjamas hugged her curves. Something about the way he looked at her body sent a jolt through her body, tingles of anticipation. She flashed him a nervous smile.

“So, erm, about earlier…” She began before pausing. Suddenly she was very aware of how nervous she was. She steadied her breathing, licked her lips and prepared herself for rejection. “There are so many reasons why we shouldn’t do what we nearly did earlier. Everything I know is telling me it’s sick and wrong. If anyone found out we’d be branded as freaks. But…” She paused again, looking around the room, looking anywhere but at her brother. She bit her lower lip and then finally spoke again. “but it just felt so right to me. I know I shouldn’t want to, that I should be the responsible one, yet I want to know what could have happened earlier.”

Tessa looked up at her brother for a moment before suddenly coming to a snap decision. She couldn’t wait for him too reply. Fuck it! She thought to herself, before pressing her body close to his. She leaned close, pressing her lips against his in a passionate kiss. There was none of the tentative, nervous exploration from earlier. Tessa wanted her brother now and she didn’t want to wait.

 

[BoomBoom]

It was exhilarating sending a text off himself to his sister. It might not have been interesting to her in the same way that it was to Sam bit knowing that she seen him standing there in his underwear was enough to play all sorts of games inside of his head. It fed his imagination of what could and couldn't happen. It was a plot in his head was all, he couldn't...wouldn't...should act it out or even make light of it. Luckily he was able to control himself long enough to take a picture without having a hard on so he could get it sent.

Haha - thanks Tessa

Was his reply text just a moment before she sent him a link. He didn't need to open it to see what it was. He knew the URL all to we'll considering he logged into it everyday and added new content. Shit. She knew it was his. He was caught. The world thumped in his ears before he read what she said about it. Hot, he wondered. What had she meant by that? The thumping stopped in his ear and went south.

Sending a picture of his boxer briefs now would have been morose inappropriate but instead he waited a bitz pretending that he was searching the site and now knowing that her phone was on do not disturb before he texted back.

Hot how? Isn't that weird?

He was certain he was weird and that she knew. Damn it.

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James watched as Tessa entered his room, his eyes watching more than her face but her body as it filled out her pajamas. Was there anything that she didn't look absolutely stunning in? Had she come here to tease him or was it an accident? She was nervous and his mind immediately went to her being here meant it was to end their... Whatever it was they had with all the flirty and send texts. The written about fantasies they liked to live while tapping the screen of their phones. He was sure of it.

So when she said about earlier he almost added that he knew, that they should stop. Almost. Instead bis response was a slow "yeah" and then she spoke about how she wanted it. How despite the wrongness of it all it felt right. The smile on his face was goofy and he started to say something but in the millenia that it took from her words to end and his brain to process it she was there her sweet lips on his. It had only taken a moment, of course, but it seemed millenia.

Eyes still open James kissed Tessa back, hungry for the action that was promised in the washroom at school earlier. His right hand slid down her side as the left wrapped around her. His right hand grasped her ass squeezing it in their passionate kiss. Feeling it beneath the soft fabric of the tiny shirts and feeling his firmness throb between his legs pressing hard against his jeans. Both hands pulled her closer so that not only was his cock pressing against his jeans but also pressing against Tessa.

Pressing against his sister.

It was so wrong, they both knew it but they couldn't care less as James took a step forward to force his sister back. The back of her knees would feel the edge of his bed and hole would move to lay her down it she let him. Sadly, that meant his hand squeezing her firm rear would have to move and so it would. If Tessa laid back it would slide up her side, touching her naked skin and slowly up her ribs.

That is if she hadn't had anything else in mind for the two of them and didn't want to be laid back on the bed.

 

[Discordia]

For the briefest of moments Tessa was terrified that she had made a huge mistake. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as she pressed her lips against his. Her brain worked in overtime as show thought up excuses and explanations, one after the other, all as desperate as the last. She had no idea how she was going to talk her way out of this. But then she didn’t have to. Suddenly she felt James kissing her back, meeting her own passion and lust with his.

His hands wrapped around her waist, one moving down to squeeze her ass. Her mouth twisted into an excited, naughty grin, breaking the kiss momentarily. As his hand squeezed her ass, her own hands roamed his body. She slid them under his t-shirt, loving the feeling of bare skin underneath. Lifting it up, Tessa started to pull his t-shirt off as they moved backwards, her lips on his every chance she got. Her breathing came in short excited gasps, her arousal growing. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. As the back of her legs hit the edge of his bed, Tessa threw his t-shirt aside, hands roaming his bare torso, nails lightly scratching or digging into his skin.

She allowed him to lay her down on the bed, his swollen manhood pressing into her through his jeans. As she lay on the bed she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him down with her. Tessa moaned lightly with desperate arousal, yet as James’s hand started sliding under her top the young woman felt so blissfully at ease. She no longer thought about how wrong this was, or how they shouldn’t be doing this. All she cared about was how right it felt, how good it felt to touch him, for him to touch her. She didn’t want this moment to ever end. It was perfection.

Laying on her back, Tessa unhooked her legs from around James’s waist and, if he would allow her she’d roll them over so she was on top. Her lips would find his neck, kissing and teasing him. Slowly she’d start working her way down, lips and tongue gliding over his collar bone, making her way oh so slowly down his body. Kiss and teasing his chest, her hands slid downwards, over his jeans to caress the impressive bulge in his jeans. Might as well go all in, she thought to herself. She continued to kiss his body, worshipping it as her mouth moved down over his stomach. As she did that one hand stroked the blue in his pants while the other started to slowly unfasten his jeans.

 

[BoomBoom]

Her lips against his. Her body against his. It should have felt wrong, but it didn't. As Tessa said, it felt right despite the wrongness and even now as they kissed passionately, as they groped one another it felt as if they should have been doing this for a long time. It probably should have been more difficult, James thought for a flash of a moment, to push aside societies taboos and do what felt right and good. It wasn't though, and with each moment James wanted more and more of her.

Just as his hand was to cupboard breast, Tessa rolled him over so that she was on top. James didn't put up a fight at all. He sighed as her lips found his neck leaning his head back as his hands found anew task, removing his sisters shirt. Slowly. He tilted his head when her kissed made their wally to his chest so that he could watch her and see as her top came off, wondering if she wore a bra underneath or of he was going to see her perfect tits in real life for the first time.

His cock throbbed at her grasp, begging to be let free of the offices of the jeans they were in. Bis breaths seemed labored already in anticipation of what was going to happen. He didn't feel the same nerves that he had at school though, he felt nothing more than the carnal desire of ravishing and be ravished by Tessa. Once her stop was off his right hand moved to her hair, swiping it from the right side of her face to the left and holding it there so that he could look down and see the sweet face of his sister kissing down his body and that she might too look up at him and see his desire.

It was bliss, and something that James never thought would happen. Even with the texts and his own desire. Even with Tessa and her willingness with other guys. He heard the rumors salt school and though he had been ashamed at the time they made him hard even then. Hearing the zipper on his jeans James remembered the first time he had ever jacked off.

It was years ago now, the family was staying out of state and Tessa had gotten her first bikini. He had been young and only vaguely aware of sexuality at the time. But seeing her tight stomach and ass with the cleavage had set him off. He left the pool to go to the washroom and watched her from the window and he came to his first climax.

Even then all of this seemed an impossibility.

Yet here they were, on his bed, shirtless with his sister kissing down his torso making him feel like a real man. She knew what she was doing unlike the girls he had been with before and because of this James felt more relaxed. His hips shifted trying to force the zipper down faster. Once it was down the only obstacle that kept his most intimate of flesh from her was the thin black boxers he was wearing.

 

[Discordia]

Societal taboos were the last thing on Tessa’s mind. In that moment, as she kissed a trail down his chest and stomach, she didn’t care what people would think. She didn’t care who could find out, she just wanted her brother. She couldn’t believe how right it felt. She loved the way he sighed, moaning lightly as she worked her way ever lower, hands on his jeans. She wanted nothing more than to rip them off and wrap her lips around his throbbing cock, but at the same time, she enjoyed teasing him, making him want it even more.

Her nipples were rock hard with arousal, poking through her top as James grabbed it and started pulling it up, She allowed him to, slipping from the vest top and throwing it out of the way. Her breasts were bare and perky. She grinned at James before grabbing them. She made a show of squeezing and caressing them, pinching and tugging on her hard nipples. “How do they look in person?” She asked with a sultry smile, taking his hands and guiding them to her breasts, gesturing for him to play with them and caress them.

“Well someone’s eager.” She purred a few minutes later as her hands returned to his jeans, tugging them down as he wriggled to escape them. She could help but stare hungrily at the bulge under the thin black material of the boxers. It seemed to be a rather impressive size, perhaps the biggest she had seen. It appeared to be bigger in real life. The only times she had ever seen it before were over text messages and they apparently didn’t do it justice. A small part of her wondered if Sam’s was as big. She’d certainly have to find out.

Grinning again, Tessa slowly ran her hands along his thighs, moving upwards, even sliding under James’s boxers. Yet she avoided his erect, throbbing cock for the moment. Instead her hands caressed his thighs and the area around it, her fingers dancing over his skin. She started leaning forwards, closer and closer to his crotch, all while maintaining eye contact. Still staring into his eyes, her lips parted slightly and she kiss the tip of his cock through his boxers. Ever the tease, she kissed it again and again through the thin layer of fabric. She worked her way up and down the throbbing shaft with a wicked look in her eyes.

Finally she grabbed his boxers, ready to pull them off. Already she had done more than she should, so what was the harm in seeing his cock, in touch it without a barrier in the way. Grabbing his boxers, she pulled them down to reveal his swollen manhood.

 

[BoomBoom]

Tessa's shirt came off and James was relieved that she was every bit the tease in this situation as she was during their texts. Her squeezing her own tits had him shift his bottom half as the throbbed cock inside wanted nothing more than to be set free. He could of made a joke saying he liked them better online, or that he needed a closer look but in the moment his voice and wit betrayed him and at first he only nodded with stupid grin on his face, not really answering the question. That is until she took his hands and brought them to them. "They're perfect, much. Better in person" he responded and to his surprise his voice didn't shake as his hands explored his sister breast.

At first his hands slide around the outer side of them and he drug his thumbs up and over them, over the nipple slowly. Then he offered a queen before his left hand on her right breast squeezed the nipple, twisting it gently and then pull it. All the while his pants seemed too tight for his body and raging cock. His other hand rubbed up and down her breast, allowing her nipple to slide between his fingers, untouched until it came to the bottom where his fingers met.

She pulled and he moved to get out of the confining jeans as quickly as possible. It was one of those moments where he mashed that he went commando for it seemed that Tessa still left his boxers on. He could have reached down, moving his hands from his sisters perfect perky breast but he didn't. He liked the teasing and the anticipation knowing that if they lived up to even a quarter of the dirty things they talked about it was going to be a wild night. Looking down James used one one hand to caress her breast now as she moved lower on his body. He sighed and moaned lightly with every teasing motion.

Then her lips moisten his boxers and his cock jumped wanting more but she was such a tease. James looked down into Tessa's eyes and smiled as his older sister, loving that she looked up at him as she teased. She knew him well, at the very moment he couldn't take the teasing anymore she pulled down his boxers to unleash his 11 inch cock to her. It was not a thin long cock either, but thicker then it had any right to be given his frame.

There it was, as he looked down. His bare cock, mere inches away from his elder sisters face. "How do you like it?" James asked as his hand not rubbing Tessa slide up the side of her face lovingly and then into her hair. He grabbed a handful of her hair, not pulling it but hard enough that he knew he was doing it and gently tried to guide her beautiful face down towards his throbbed manhood. She'd teased him enough now, he was hoping she would take the encouragement, may e even like it. If she resisted he would let go for fear of taking it too far with her.

Precut rested st the top of his cut cock, waiting for her. Waiting for the release of the full thing.

 

[Discordia]

Tessa’s breath caught in her throat when James’s 11 inch cock was freed from his boxers. She had known that it was long and thick, but just how long and thick she hadn’t known. The pictures that he’d sent her really didn’t do it justice. She couldn’t help but grin, pleasantly surprised. She could feel her arousal between her thighs, her moistness intensifying as all manner of lewd and dirty thoughts raced through her mind. Tentatively she reached out, wrapping her hand around his hard shaft.

“How do you like it?” Her brother asked. Tessa just grinned up at him. She could feel him throb in her hand as she began to stroke his length, her hand gently sliding up and down.
“So much better in person.” She said, her voice a hushed, lust filled whisper. She fixed him with a salty look, her lips curving into a smile as his he reached out, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her, not too forcefully, towards his throbbing shaft. She allowed him to, enjoying how it felt. Her lips drew closer and closer to the head of his cock.

Parting her lips, Tessa took the head of James’s cock inside her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, savouring the salty taste of his pre-cum. She moaned lightly as she kissed and licked his cock, covering it in her saliva. taking it out of her mouth she kissed the side of his shaft, slowly working her way from the tip to the base, lavishing it in attention. Stroking it with one hand, she even kissed and licked his balls. She wanted this, their first time doing anything together, to be truly memorable. Eventually she released his cock and ran her tongue all the way up the underside. Finally she took it in again, purring as she slowly worked it deeper, her eyes locked onto his. Deeper and deeper she went until finally he prodded the back of her throat. Back and forth the young woman bobbed on his cock, drooling around it and coming him in plenty of saliva. She pulled herself off of him momentarily.

“You’re gonna want to watch this.” She said, fixing him with a naughty grin, an even naughtier look in her eye. Maintaining eye contact the whole time, she worked deeper and deeper. When James’s cock pressed against Tessa’s throat she simply continued. Relaxing the best she could, she slid his shaft into her throat, deeper and deeper until, finally, all eleven inches of him was inside her. She only gagged a little, eyes watering slightly.