Ellie was overwhelmed by how sweet Eric's kisses felt. There was nothing practiced or held back about them, just the tumbling rush into that place where no kiss will ever be enough and yet the thought of not trying was somehow unendurable. Ellie was lost in that kiss and as much as Eric's hands touched her beneath the blanket, she was hungry for him to touch every part of her at once.
Ellie's hand slid down his chest, along his stomach as she felt it tense up into a hard slab beneath her hand as she continued reaching into his sweats to grasp his hard, throbbing dick. Even as her hand wrapped around it, she was already stroking it, the smooth, hot skin barely able to contain the thick tower of pulsing cock. Ellie stopped kissing Eric, her forehead resting against his cheek, panting with desire as his thumb found her pussy through the thick fabric of her sweats.
Eric shifted his body to allow the hand closest to Ellie to slide along her stomach and his hand to slide under her sweats and panties. He felt her thighs part to allow his hand to slide further down and then his finger was slipping down into the hot, wet folds of her pussy. He felt her lips contract around his finger and her body shudder as it slid back out along the raised tip at the top.
Ellie lifted her mouth to his and devoured his tongue as soon as it entered her mouth. Her hand stroked his cock in firm short strokes near his head, her hips flexed, grinding against his hand and she sucked his tongue as deep as she could into her mouth, moaning as she released small panting breaths through her nose.
Eric had to adjust his hand as Ellie rose up on her knees on the couch beside him.
Eric slid his hand back under the fabric of her clothes and was able to reach up more easily between her parted legs to allow his fingers deeper into her pussy than he ever had before. He could feel her back and hips moving as she pushed against his hand, urging his finger deeper inside her while his other hand reach under to fondle her boobs, hanging deliciously within reach, as her hand stroked his dick in time with the movement of her hips and his fingers.
Eric couldn't believe the explosion of sensations that washed over him as Ellie opened up her body to his touch, as her hand coaxed his hard dick to ecstasy and her mouth sucked his tongue so hard it was almost painful to have it extended that far for that long.
When Eric broke off the kiss to allow his tongue to rest for a moment, Ellie whimpered softly to feel it go and without even thinking lowered her mouth to the thick, hard cock filling her hand, wrapping her soft lips around the spongy crown of his throbbing dick as she stroked it for a moment before taking the top couple inches of it into her warm, wet mouth while Eric's fingers filled her throbbing pussy.
As Ellie lowered her head, Eric had no idea what was coming. As he felt the first tentative sucking of her lips upon the head of his dick his eyes went wide and his mouth opened in a surprised 'o' as a wave of pleasure swept through his body. As she lowered her mouth and took the first few inches of his dick in to the soft, sucking warmth it was the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced.
Ellie was rocking her body against Eric's sliding hand while she felt her dangling boobs being fondled roughly through her shirt and bra and she moaned with pleasure as her mouth was filled with thick, pulsing dick. As the drinks and weed were already having their effect, it was the intense heat of her desire that took her abandon to a whole new level. She was drunk with sensation and wholly given over to the hands on her body and the desire to please the thick, hard dick that was sliding in and out of her mouth. She hummed and whimpered, eager to be filled with cock and used for pleasure by the strong hands that held her in place and had their way with her body, eager to please and give herself over to this cock that had consumed her entire universe as she felt wave after wave of throbbing desire wash over her.
Eric was overwhelmed with how good it felt to have his dick plunged into Ellie's sucking mouth, her tongue rubbing against his thick shaft and her lips pressing together at the tip each time she came back up. Through the haze of desire, he savored the dreamlike opportunity to touch Ellie's body again, when only moments before he had resigned himself to living on the memory of what little they had already enjoyed. The buzz of the weed and drinks he had been feeling was overwhelmed by the magic of how incredible it felt to have someone sucking his dick. It was so hard to process, with each slurping movement of her mouth up and down on his cock, that it was Ellie... Ellie...who was making...him...feel this way...it was Ellie....who had...actually taken his...dick...into her....MOUTH! His body began to tense up as the realization fully hit him and, he pulled his hands away from her body and lifted her by the shoulders.
"Ellie...Elllie...stop....", he reached out for the coffee table and grabbed a handful of napkins just in time to wrap them around the head of his dick as stream after stream of cum shot into the soft textured paper that he held over the crown of his cock, while jolt after jolt of overwhelming pleasure coursed through his body.
Ellie had been so lost in the moment, the building she felt nearing climax as her pussy ground and clenched against the warm slippery fingers that filled her, submitting to the rough groping of her tits and the mouthful of dick that she was worshipping when she felt herself being pulled roughly back as the hands left her body and Eric's urgent whisper cut through the fog, repeating her name. She only saw the frantic motion of Eric's hand moving quickly in front of her face as she blinked her eyes and got her bearings, before she looked up to see Eric's face distorted by the throes of his orgasm and his body arcing upward as his hand fought to contain the flow of cum that must be erupting from his dick.
Through the gaping disappointment of having those hands leave her body so abruptly, when she was so near to reaching orgasm herself, she slowly processed the chaotic scene of Eric's shuddering release into his hands and understood that she had been sucking Eric's like she was drunk on dick, oblivious to everything else in the world. It had been her brother's hands on her body, his thick mouthful of cock and his intoxicating lips that had taken her into a trance of submission, desire and abandon that even now left her yearning to pull his hand away and fully satisfy him with her mouth instead.
Mixed with the dawning horror that things had spiraled even further out of control than they had before, her body was sent shuddering over the edge as it fell throbbing, through the chaotic waves of the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Thrusting her own hand quickly into her underwear, she laid her cheek against Eric's thigh, just inches from where he still milked the last couple of drops of cum into the napkin, as her ass and hips flexed and jerked, raised up over her knees behind her. Even knowing it was Eric, she was consumed by the desire to plunge his cock back into her mouth and hold it there, whimpering out the small, sharp noises that even now came from her as she rode her hand through a continuous wave of pulse after pulse of shuddering joy.
She rode through each throbbing spasm as a second peak of pleasure rolled through her while she clung to the memory of the sensation of his tongue filling her mouth and the consuming need she had to fill it with something else when it was pulled away so abruptly. Fully knowing that it had been Eric the whole time, while she slid her finger in tiny slippery circles around the base of her clit, had pushed her into a second, more intense orgasm for the first time in her life. As it slowly subsided, she was left weak and helpless, ass up, resting her cheek against Eric's thighs as her breath came in short gasps and her body quivered uncontrollably to a final limp release.
Ellie rolled over to lie curled up, with her back against the couch, as she felt Eric move his leg out from underneath her cheek. She laid still, eyes closed, as her whole body was consumed with the thudding of her heart, resonating through her chest and filling her ears with its thick, heavy beat.
When she felt Eric kissing her cheekbone, her neck and her chin, it took a moment to process what was happening, but her open mouth lifted up, as his lips found hers, and she felt his warm mouth gently kissing her swollen, tingling lips. She felt a nagging urge to warn him that he shouldn't kiss her because she had just been sucking dick, but it was quickly swept away as his soft kisses pulled her back into the dream she remembered just having.
When he finally pulled away and her eyes fluttered, trying to return to the world and focus on his face, the first thing she saw was the look of complete adoration on he gave her as he searched her still blinking eyes for her to recognize him.
"Oh, Ellie..." he moved his head slowly side to side in utter disbelief. "I can't believe you did that for me." He leaned forward and she felt his warm forehead press gently into the side of her neck and his nose pressed lightly against the underside of her throat. "I will never forget that," he whispered softly. "I've never felt anything like that in my life. Just tell me what I can do to make you as happy as you just made me.'
Ellie's hand found the thick, warm muscle of his neck as she cradled him against her and as much as she knew she should be horrified by what she had done, she let out an extended sigh of contentment as she felt his warm breath on her own neck and chin. Her hand slid down over the slope of bunched muscles that fell from his neck to his shoulder and her fingertips brushed lightly back up to his neck again, raking gently across the fabric of his shirt and back onto the warmth of his skin. Eric lifted up to kiss her neck tenderly, moving along the soft line of her jaw as she continued to slide her finger tips lightly, back and forth, across his neck and shoulders. This strong, warm man, planting adoring kisses in a deliberate trail that ended at her chin before finding the treasure of her soft full lips.
Whatever shame she might feel tomorrow, Ellie would have endured it a thousand times over for the memory of this spell that his kisses gave her in this exact moment. She slid her body around a little to lie face up on the sofa and allowed Eric to kiss her fully from above as their mouths locked together. Her hand slid up to rest on the back of his neck and coaxed him into kissing her more deeply as she felt his own warm hand slide up under top, to cup and squeeze her breasts as much as he pleased, like he had every right to...because he did.
Cassie looked down the hall from the kitchen, to the light from the TV flickering through the open door to the den. She couldn't see either of them sitting at the couch and wondered if they'd laid out on the couch to watch their movie. As much as she wanted to go in and see how their 'date night' was going, she didn't want to ruin the dynamic of how their relationship was evolving. She resisted any urge that the old Cassie might have had to hover and guide everything and forced herself to simply refill her water glass before she wEric had gotten down to the kitchen a little later than usual. Cassie had already finished breakfast and was working on her laptop. She looked up to wish him a good morning and smiled before going back to whatever she was working on.
Once he'd made coffee and eaten some cereal, he retrieved his own laptop from the counter and began to log in.
"Hey, I wanted to know what you thought about something." Ellie was looking over her laptop. "What would you think about having Spring Break in the tropics this year, like Ellie wanted?"
"Sounds great," Eric shrugged. "It's just a shame that we haven't even gotten to Winter Break yet."
"Well, since we've gone through most of the Christmas miracles so far and we're barely into December," she laughed. "I figure, why bother letting the calendar get in the way now?" She raised her eyebrows conspiratorially.
They talked through some ideas and even looked up some spring break activities online to plan their surprise for Ellie. With as late as she regularly slept, they figured they could sneak out to set up the next morning and surprise her after lunch.
"So how did your date with Ellie go?" Cassie shut down her laptop and got up to fix a sandwich.
"It was actually pretty fun," Eric tried to sound casual. "We just ate pizza and watched Netflix."
"Did you learn anything about dating?" Cassie looked over at him curiously.
"Uh, just maybe to relax and have fun, you know?" Eric was thinking of anything else he learned that he could actually share with Cassie. "Oh and don't ask a girl to 'Netflix and chill'."
"Why not?"
"I guess it means you want to have sex?" Eric suppressed a nervous laugh.
"Huh." Cassie seemed to consider it a moment. "Good to know." She brought her sandwich to the table. "So I guess it was more fun than our date?" She didn't sound hurt or defensive.
"Well...it was just different, I guess," Eric admitted. "She just made it more...realistic for college kids I guess."
"And that's the kind of practice you want instead of fancy dinners and stuff?" She took another bite of her sandwich.
"Kinda." Eric shrugged.
"Well maybe you should go on a date with Cali tonight and you plan it this time," she suggested. "That might be good practice for both of us, don't you think?"
"Maybe...." Eric hesitated.
"What?" Cassie tilted her head.
"Well, it's just that...I don't want it to be weird." Eric his palms up.
"Why would it be weird?" Cassie seemed taken aback.
"Well, I'm not sure you can totally turn off the Cassie side and not keep interrupting to tell me what I should do different." He explained gently, trying not to hurt her feelings.
"Hmmm," Cassie rested her elbow on the table, put her chin on her palm and thought about it for a moment. "That is kind of my problem isn't it?" She kept thinking. "Hey....what if we made a bet?" she suggested.
"What kind of bet?" Eric was getting intrigued.
"Well, if I get into the character of Cali, then we both have to pretend that I'm her, right?" Eric nodded in agreement. "So if we make the bet that the first person who breaks character loses, then it would make us focus on not letting Cassie into the date, wouldn't it?"
"So how do we know who Cali is to know if you break character?"
"Good one," Cassie nodded. "Well, I think Cali wouldn't care about telling other people what to do," she held up one finger, "and she'd be much more flexible doing what others wanted to do." She held up a second. "She wouldn't act like your sister." She held up a third. "She'd try more things." She held up a fourth finger. "And she wouldn't worry about what anyone else thought," Cassie said decisively. "I think that's who Cali is."
"So if you stop being like that then you lose..." Eric started.
"And if you call me Cassie or treat me like that's who I am, then you lose." Cassie smiled. "Is it a deal?"
"What are we betting?" Eric wanted to know.
"I don't know, but it's got to be something that would discourage us from backing out very easily." Cassie thought about it. "Like a lot of money..."
"Or something really embarrassing," Eric suggested.
"Even better," Cassie agreed. "Avoiding embarrassment is actually one of the biggest motivators in human behavior."
"So what if we said the loser had to do everything the winner said for a week, no matter how embarrassing it was?" Eric suggested.
"Okay, but on two conditions," Cassie stipulated. "The embarrassment can't involve anything in the outside world, like making someone shoplift or make a video that goes on youtube, or anything like that."
"Agreed," Eric nodded. "Whatever it is stays between us."
"And the winner, if there is one, can't tell Ellie about the bet," Cassie insisted. "Or the bets over if she finds out. The bet's just between us and if Ellie finds out, she'll be making all kinds of suggestions."
"Okay," Eric nodded thoughtfully. "That makes sense. We don't tell Ellie and if nobody breaks character, then nobody loses." He stuck out his hand. "Deal."
"Deal," Cassie shook his hand. "So what are you planning for tonight?"
Eric grinned. "I'll come up with something. Cali is pretty flexible so I'm sure she'll be pretty good with it being a surprise. How about we start the date after dinner?"
Ellie woke up and rolled over to look at the clock. It was already almost 11:00 in the morning, but she was reluctant to give up the comfort of her warm bed. She lay blinking slowly as she replayed the events of the night before. As upset as she'd been waking up the morning after her encounter with Eric the night of his party, she kept waiting for the wave of guilt and shame that must surely be waiting somewhere, deep inside her, ready to wash over her at any moment.
If she had broken every promise she'd made to herself over the past few days and crossed further over the line than she could have ever imagined, she could think of no reason to have slept so soundly and to have awoken feeling so contented. Yet of all the moments that tumbled slowly through her memory as she lie still that morning, it was the thought of Eric, kissing her tenderly, right before she drifted off to sleep, as he quietly tiptoed toward her bathroom door that kept returning to the front.
Eric had crept into her room a few hours before that, after they'd finished their 'date' and gotten ready for bed. Not knowing what to expect when he slid into her bed beside her, she spent the next few hours in his arms, whispering in the dark, feeling his kisses and his hands on her body, showering her in adoration in a way that was sweeter than she could have imagined. If none of the other kisses stood out as much as that last one, it was only because he had gotten all the way to the door before he crept back, unable to leave without just one more. "In case I wake up and this was all just a dream," he said.
A dream. She smiled and curled up tighter in her covers. When her eyes opened again, it was to see Eric softly opening her door from the bathroom.
"Hey gorgeous," he whispered as her eyes fluttered open. "Just wanted to check in on you before we head out to the beach." He knelt down beside her bed.
"G'morning," Ellie mumbled as she glanced at her bedside clock and realized she'd missed it by about 20 minutes.
Eric reached up and stroked her hair from the side of her face. His eyes searched hers for a moment before Ellie looked away. "Are you doing okay?" He held his hand at the side of her face and his thumb lightly stroked her cheekbone.
"Yeah, I'm okay," she nodded, still not meeting his eyes. "Just needed some extra sleep."
"Will you come down to the beach with us once you get up?" He sounded tentative, but hopeful.
"Yeah, I just need a minute," Ellie nodded again without looking up.
"Okay," he leaned in to kiss her lips gently. "Take all the time you need." He got up and quietly walked back through their bathroom.
Ellie laid there until she heard their footsteps on the stairs and the sound of the back door closing before she got up to use the bathroom. Standing at the sink to brush her teeth after she'd peed, she did her best to avoid looking up in the mirror. Eventually her eyes crept up and she stared at her reflection. Her hair was tousled from sleep, her eyes looked puffy and she wasn't wearing any makeup. She looked at the shape of her face, her full pink lips and the blue eyes that had always looked too big to her as a child. He had called her 'gorgeous' when he saw her.
Ellie knew that Eric wasn't any good at manipulating people and he was a terrible liar. It was these things that made him so easy to get the best of growing up. Unlike her, he was the least 'phony' person she'd ever met. She always thought of it as a weakness; a vulnerability. She'd exploited it for her own advantage, but even though he never knew it, she'd also used her own social skills to look out for him growing up. When her friends had started to notice him in high school, she'd warned them off, knowing exactly how they thought about boys, and hoping to spare him from being toyed with for their amusement. She never understood how she could reconcile that double standard in her mind, tormenting him and yet still watching out for him the whole time, but she rationalized that she had some boundaries to how badly she would treat Eric and the rest of the world wouldn't show the same restraint.
Some restraint, she grimaced at the mirror. She kept trying to see the terrible person who had sucked her own brother's dick last night, but then she had always looked so much younger, and more innocent, without makeup. Try as she might, she just couldn't see anybody that wicked in her own reflection. Instead she saw a sad girl, who'd been expecting to find Eric this morning, wearing that same look that boys always had, once they'd had their dick in your mouth.
A single tear fell down Ellie's cheek and she didn't bother to wipe it away. Instead, he'd circled back for another kiss last night and called her gorgeous this morning....gorgeous. The tears began to fall from both eyes and there was nothing she could do to stop them.
With it being Friday afternoon, Cassie decided to bring an extra water bottle with her tart lemon drink down to the beach, along with some snacks and enough water for the three of them. She saw Eric come down the last couple of steps from upstairs and asked, "Any signs of life from Ellie?"
"Sounds like she's still sleeping," Eric shut his own laptop, picked it up off the kitchen table and plugged it back in on the counter. "You ready to go?"
They talked through more ideas for 'Spring Break' as they walked over and got settled at the beach. Once they sat down and Eric fired up his pipe, he handed it to Cassie without asking. She took a hit casually and handed it back before settling into her chair. They sat there, drinking water and feeling the buzz start to creep up on them even as the temperature on the beach did the same.
"I'm really looking forward to going on Spring Break as Cali," Cassie mused. "I feel like it's going to be a vacation from myself, you know?"
Eric nodded, distracted by the memory of last night, which still seemed so unreal.
"So tonight will be a good test run," she nodded. "Maybe I'll try to stay in character for the whole weekend...starting now." She reached over and pulled the bottle of 'Brother Pucker' out of her bag and took a drink before passing it to Eric. "Here's to Cali," she smiled.
"Here's to Cali," Eric hoisted the bottle before taking a drink himself.
When Ellie finally made it to the beach, she found Cassie and Eric sitting in the chairs laughing and talking loudly.
"There she is!" Eric called out when she opened the flap. "Welcome to Happy Hour!" He stood up and offered her his chair as he plopped down onto the sand facing the girls. "I'm glad you made it down," Eric smiled. "I'd like to introduce you to our new friend Cali," he gestured to Cassie.
"Your hostess with the mostest!," Cassie said a little too loudly as she offered the bottle of 'Brother Pucker' to her sister. "Welcome to the party!"
"Wow, sounds like you guys are off to an early start today." Ellie took a drink, took of her coat and then sat down to take off her shoes. When she stood up and peeled off her top, Eric was glad to see it was the red bikini she was wearing. She looked down as her top came over her head and she saw Eric looking up at her appreciatively. She felt a smile forming at the corners of her mouth as she turned to undo her pants and took her time bending over as she pulled them down, hoping Eric was also admiring her butt.
When Ellie sat down and began folding her pants, Eric stood up and retrieved his pipe from the table, handed it to her and picked up her clothes. "Here, you take this and I'll take care of these," he winked at her and carried her clothes over to where Cassie and he had set theirs down earlier.
Ellie handed the pipe to Cassie after she'd taken a drag and washed it down with another drink from the bottle of 'Brother Pucker'. She giggled inadvertently as she swallowed and it almost went up her nose. ' 'Brother Pucker' for the 'Brother Sucker' ' had popped into her brain out of nowhere, but out here, under the warm lights with Eric beaming up at her, it struck her as funny.
Cassie passed the pipe to Eric and he took another hit as well before handing it to Ellie. She figured she was playing catch up and might as well try to get on their level as she took another hit.
Cassie stood up to go down to the water and when she had stepped past Eric he mouthed, "You. Look. Hot." With a twinkle in his eye. Ellie looked up quickly at Cassie's back before quickly pulling her bikini top aside and flashing Eric her boob for a second. She watched Eric's eyes go wide and he opened his mouth in an exaggerated show of surprise, before breaking into a huge grin that she couldn't help return as she adjusted her top again.
Ellie stood up sassily and wiggled her hips as she walked down to join Cassie in the water. Eric was right behind her, glad for the opportunity to lay down in the water before his erection was fully formed.
They spent the next few hours lying around, drinking a little and getting high as the afternoon sun dropped slowly toward the horizon. Whenever they could, Ellie or Eric would sneak a quick grab or feel of the other's body while Cassie wasn't looking. At one point Eric had even leaned over and quickly snuck a kiss. Ellie found herself blushing unexpectedly, delighting in their secret and the attention that Eric was giving her, every time Cassie looked away.
When it was time to get changed, Ellie took her time drying off, hoping that Eric would get a look at her naked if he peeked, but the one time she glanced over as she bent to dry her legs, Eric was facing the other way.
They walked home in the dusk, hoods up over their damp hair against the cold, winter air, but inside Ellie felt warm in a way she hadn't in a long time.
It was Eric's turn to cook and even though they were only having hot dogs, the girls said they were starving and Cassie asked if Eric didn't mind cooking while they showered. Eric tried not to show his disappointment as he agreed and he looked longingly at Ellie as she headed for the stairs, but smiled when she turned back to quickly blow him a kiss before disappearing from view.
Eric had already started eating by the time the girls got back downstairs and headed up to shower while they dug in. He had been a little surprised when Cassie had come down wearing her tight jeans and makeup, but he remembered he had a date with Cali and sighed a little getting undressed as he realized that he was going to have to wait until later to spend some time alone with Ellie.
While Cassie and Ellie finished eating, Eric set up for his date with Cassie/Cali. He pulled the family SUV Behind the house and lined it up facing the back of the garage. He ran and extension cord out from the garage, placed their father's computer projector on top of the roof of the SUV and ran the cables down through a slit in the back driver's side window to link up with his laptop on the arm rest between the front seats. Firing up his laptop, he pulled up Netflix and adjusted the display to allow it to feed the image to the projector. Powering up the projector, he ended up backing the SUV back a couple of feet to get a larger image and adjusted the focus until he was satisfied with the result.
Eric left the SUV running to warm it up and went inside to make popcorn, drinks and snacks for the movie. He ran them back out to the SUV and then went to get Cassie from the living room. She allowed him to blindfold her and lead her toward the back door.
As he opened the back door to begin guiding her out, Ellie yelled, "Have fun you guys!" and looking back, Eric saw that she had lifted up her shirt and bra to flash her bare boobs to Eric, doing a sort of bouncing dance to accentuate their glorious visibility. Eric slowly ushered Cassie through the door and did his best not to guide her into the door frame as he tried to get as much of an eyeful of Ellie's tits as he could.
Once he had Cassie in the backyard, it was relatively easy to put his arm around her waist and steer her to the SUV and get her situated in the front seat. He circled around and took his place on the driver side and once he had the door closed Cassie asked, "So where are we going?"
"To the movies," Eric chuckled as he hit play and the movie started to project onto the garage. "You can take the blindfold off, Cali." He watched her eyes open wide as she lifted the blindfold clear. "I know all the movie theaters are closed, but I found a drive in that was still open."
Cassie beamed with joy and turned to give Eric a hug across the center console. "Sorry if I'm being a little forward for our first date", she grinned. "But I've been wanting to go to the movies for weeks and I've never actually been to a drive in, so I'm pretty excited." She said more seriously. "Thank you for this wonderful surprise."
"Well it's a good thing you have a lot in common with one of my sisters," Eric pointed out. "She was the one who gave me the idea."
Eric pulled out his pipe and lit it before passing it to Cassie. They opened the windows a little to let the smoke vent into the cold night air before quickly closing them as soon as they were done smoking. Eric handed her a spill proof insulated travel cup and Ellie tasted it to find it contained her Brother Pucker concoction. As the opening credits finished they had both taken off their coats and thrown them into the back seat. There was a bowl of popcorn that Eric sat between them on the arm rest in front of the laptop.
"Have you seen this movie?" Cassie asked, munching popcorn from her hand.
"Just started streaming tonight but it looked pretty good from the previews." The front window had begun to fog up, so Eric turned on the front defroster.
The movie was a suspense film about a police detective investigating the murder of a local politician. The victim's widow was a much younger than her husband and very attractive. The detective quickly eliminated her as a suspect once he found out that she came from a wealthy family and the bulk of the couple's assets were really her trust fund. She was quiet, reserved and cooperative, but knew little about her husband's business or political connections.
As the weed kicked in, Eric was having a little trouble keeping up with the intricate plot, but Cassie seemed to be enjoying it, so he contented himself with enjoying his buzz, the popcorn and the kick that he was beginning to feel from the drink he was sipping. For her part, Cassie was completely caught up in the plot as the detective followed his prime suspect, the politician's chief of staff, to a remote country estate in the film. The detective had parked in the woods and had just approached the house through the trees when an indicator started blinking on the screen indicating, "TEMP>SCRN>CTF". It blinked a few times and then the screen shut off.
ent upstairs to bed.
Cassie gasped in disappointment as the screen went black and Eric fumbled around to pause the movie on his laptop. Hopping out of the vehicle, he could see the projector had gone dead and he wondered if the cold night air was outside the unit's operating temperature range.
Eric stuck his head back inside. "Sorry Ca...Cali, looks like the projector won't work when it's this cold. Looks like we will have to cut the drive in short." He started unplugging the projector and rolling down the back window to fish the cables through.
"Well, we can still watch it on the laptop can't we?" Cassie sounded anxious to see what happened next.
"I guess we could," Eric mused. "We'd just have to sit in the back seat." Cassie nodded enthusiastically and while Eric packed up the projector, she moved their drinks and snack to the back seat and adjusted Eric's laptop on the armrest in front of them. Eric changed the temperature control to allow it to be adjusted from the back seat and stood outside to take another hit from his pipe before he went in again. Cassie surprised him by opening her door and running around the vehicle to smoke a little more herself.
Shivering without their coats, they ducked back into the warm car and shivered as they warmed up. The back seat ended up being much more comfortable as the large three person bench style seat and additional leg room gave them much greater freedom of movement. Eric pushed play and the movie resumed.
The detective had just approached the large house when a pair of headlights pulled up to the house, forcing him to take cover in some bushes by the side of the house. Watching through the windows, the detective sees that it is the wife of the murder victim. Her husband's chief of staff takes her coat and leads her back into a richly appointed room at the rear of the house that looks like a library or office. The detective can't hear the dialogue between them, but the man takes a seat in a high backed leather club chair and lights a cigar as the young widow stands in front of him in the middle of the room.
The detective is able to see the woman face on, but the man is obscured from his view by the high back of the chair. Only one forearm, his hand and the cigar are visible from the window. The young widow seems anxious and speaks a few words from time to time, but they seem to be replies to whatever the man is saying. Shortly into the conversation, the woman nods nervously, before reaching up to fumble at the buttons of her blouse.
Piece by piece she begins to remove her clothing, her lips trembling and her eyes downcast. Her fingers fidget nervously as she removes each article of clothing, pausing as she unclasps her bra before revealing her breasts, her shoulders rounded as if she is trying to make herself as small as she can in her humiliation.
She has a wonderful slender body, small firm breasts and beautifully smooth skin. As she nervously lowers her panties, her perfectly smooth ass is revealed before the camera angle changes and she is standing fully naked in plain view of the seated man.
Whatever issues Eric had in following the plot earlier quickly evaporated as he watched the beautiful young woman on the screen forced to strip in front of the older man. It wasn't just how beautiful she was or how attractive her body was. There was something about her embarrassment and submission that Eric found extremely exciting. He reached down to shift his now fully erect cock in his jeans as it had become wedged uncomfortably as it had gotten harder. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cassie shift uncomfortably in her seat and realized he had forgotten that she was sitting right there as he had reached into his pants. He looked up, but her eyes quickly returned to the screen.
In the movie, the young lady was walking reluctantly toward the man's chair. As she draws near, it looks as if she might be going to sit on the man's lap, or even the large rounded arm of the chair, but instead she delicately leans over the man's lap and lays over the leather arm of the chair, her perfect legs extended, still barely touching the floor with the hoes of her high-heeled shoes, her ass deliciously elevated and exposed by the position of her body laying across the chair, her elbows resting on the other arm and her breasts hanging delicately above the man's thighs.
After a long moment, the man's hand lifts clear before he lands an open handed slap on her beautifully smooth ass cheeks. The camera focuses on the woman's reaction as she winces from having been spanked. As the camera returns to her ass, goosebumps have lifted up on her skin in the soft golden glow of the antique lamp from the desk and there is a rosy hue where his hand has left an imprint from the force of the slap. His hand rises again and again as he spanks her with his bare hand, her behind clenching from the contact as her skin begins to glow from the spanking. Her face contorts and reacts to each slap of his hand on her bare bottom as her breasts dangle and jiggle freely with the force of his contact each time. Her lower lip held between her teeth as she endures the firm spanking, her cheek comes to rest at last on the smooth leather of the arm of the chair as her mouth parts and she takes on a look of intense pleasure as the spanking continues. Her eyes open to look up at the older man as he continues to spank her, and the look on her face is one of heated passion and adoration, even as her body reacts to each slap of his hand and her face shows the discomfort with each blow.
As the spanking ends, the woman lies limp for a moment across him, before sliding to the floor at his feet, her arms resting on his knees. She slowly reaches up to undo his pants and gives him a look of total supplication as she slides forward to put her face in his lap. The detective cannot see her, but the up and down motion of her upper body as the man's hand reaches up off the arm of the chair to guide her head makes it obvious that she performing a blowjob.
The detective stepped back from the window with a look of shock on his face and Eric heard Cassie let out a shuddering exhalation beside him as she shifted again in her seat. Eric reached for his drink and Cassie quickly followed suit.
"Uh, we can turn it off if you want to watch something different," Eric offered, trying to manage how uncomfortable it had gotten in the closed space of the car. His heart was beating and his cock felt like it was leaking a steady stream of precum as it twitched in his pants.
"I'm fine with it if you are," Cassie managed to squeak out. "I mean, we're both adults..." Her thought went unfinished as the man had now bent the woman forward over the large wooden executive desk and was clearly fucking her from behind.
It felt like Cassie's throat had constricted to the diameter of a drinking straw as she tried to speak, her whole body trembling as she watched the woman on the screen sexually dominated by the older man. The initial shock of the spanking had sent waves of desire pulsing through her lower body, but the look of pleasure and surrender on the woman's face, her cheek pressed against the antique leather had nearly brought her to an orgasm. She had clenched her thighs together, willing the throbbing of her engorged pussy to somehow remain constrained, but each moment of the scene as it evolved felt like it had been yanked from a fantasy she didn't even know she had.
As she watched the man's large hand wrap around the back of the woman's neck, pinning her head to the felt surface of the desk, her cheek pressed flat and her lips apart in ecstasy as he made the final deep thrusts to reach orgasm, she felt her whole body get flush with heat and excitement.
The scene ended with the detective walking back through the trees to his car and both Eric and Ellie let out a slow breath of released tension as the sexual interlude had finally ended on the screen.
"Sorry," Eric mumbled. "I didn't know..." He looked over to see Cassie looking very keyed up and fidgeting.
Cassie tried to laugh it off, but it came out as a strangled sort of chuckle. "You didn't?" she said at last. "I was starting to think you were trying to get me all worked up on..." she stopped abruptly, unsure of what she meant to say, but shocked that she had chosen that of all the things she might have. Eric suddenly had an inspiration for how to cut the date short and win the bet at the same time.
"It was pretty hot though, you have to admit..." he turned to look at her more fully.
"I guess," she shrugged, not looking up at him. She reached down to take another drink and pretended to watch the movie. Eric scooted over on the seat so that their thighs were touching.
"You're shivering, Cali," Eric put his hand on her thigh and he could feel her quivering beneath his hand. He felt her body tense up even more as his hand remained on her thigh. "Do you want me to adjust the temperature up?"
"No," she almost choked on the word. "I'm fine." She swallowed hard.
"You look a little flush," Eric reached across his body to put his hand on her cheek. "You feel a little warm, too." He turned her face toward his. "Are you sure you're all right?" He looked into her eyes.
Callie barely nodded, her eyes blinking, her whole body feeling weak and jumpy as her heart beat a million miles an hour in her chest. She was trying to calm down after watching the sex scene, but Eric's hand on her thigh felt like it was tingling with an electrical current all its own.
"Come here," Eric pulled her toward him and kissed her lightly on her forehead. "You're warm, but I don't think you have a fever," he said softly as he pulled back a few inches, his hand slid down to her neck and he tilted his face to kiss her lightly on the cheek. "You don't feel too hot...", he whispered as his lips dropped to her jaw. "You feel perfect, Cali." He lifted his lips to hers and planted a soft kiss, letting it linger for just a moment. "You feel amazing, Cali." He kissed her more firmly. "You're so beautiful...". His lips slid in between hers and he nibbled lightly at her soft pink lower lip.
Cassie froze as Eric began kissing her. At first she considered whether he had mistaken her trembling and flushed skin for being sick, but as he planted one soft kiss after another on her face and then her lips, her breath caught in her throat even as her body tingled in reaction, every time his lips touched her. She couldn't believe it was really happening. Unless he had taken the Cali experiment way more seriously than she had given him credit for. The Cassie inside her wanted to push him away and ask him if he was out of his mind, but with the drinks and the weed, the Cali part of her couldn't think of a single reason she could object.
"You're so sweet...", Eric kissed her more deeply and Cassie surprised them both when her lips responded to his. Eric leaned in and tilted his face to bring their mouths together and his tongue reached for hers.
Cassie closed her eyes and kept repeating "Cali...Cali...Cali..." in her mind as she pictured instead the older man from the movie, his hand resting on the arm rest, before it raised up to deliver the first slap to her bare ass...
Eric felt Cassie's mouth yield and take his tongue, her breath coming faster against the side of his face as her body straightened up beneath him. He had anticipated that she would push him away after the first kiss on her lips, but he had to keep going until she broke character. As her mouth and body responded to him, his hand dropped to her left breast and squeezed it gently through her clothes, his thumb and fingers coming together to tug lightly at her nipple as he cupped the bottom of her breast in his palm and fingers, lifting it gently upward as he squeezed.
Cassie's breath caught in a gasp as soon as she felt his hand on her tits. As she felt her hard swollen nipple caught between the gentle, tugging fingers a fresh release of excitement coursed through her pussy, now fully wet with anticipation. As her breast was grabbed more roughly, she let out a small moan into the lips that were smothering her with his kiss. When his hand slid up under her sweater and then under the bottom edge of her bra, her stomach tightened and her chest thrust outward toward his touch.
Eric had been trying to get Cassie to object and break character at first, but as her mouth had fully accepted his kiss and he started fondling her boobs, he couldn't deny how excited he was, at first from the intensity of the movie, but even more so from the idea that he was now groping Cassie's bare tit in his hand as she sucked and stroked his tongue with her own. Whatever was happening had now gone well beyond anything he'd planned and was now proceeding on its own. He couldn't believe that Cassie was letting him touch her like this.
Eric let his hand slide down to her hip and across her lap, to slide between her thighs just above her knees. As he slid them up her leg, his fingertips finally found the spot where they could go no further, he pressed against the denim and he could just feel the moist heat through the fabric when Cassie jerked back, "Eric, stop!" Her hand locked onto his forearm just above his wrist and pulled frantically.
"What's the matter, Cali?" Eric tried to nibble at her lower lip and resist taking his hand from between her legs.
"Eric it's not Cali! It's me Cassie....stop!" He backed away to find her panting and wild-eyed. "Eric, we have to stop!" Her eyes pled with him, even as her breath was fast and jittery, her grip on his arm like that of someone drowning.
"Wow!" Eric sat back and ran his hand through his hair. "I never thought I'd get you to break character!" He let out a huge breath, feigning relief, but he was doing everything in his power to step back from the intense desire that had caught hold of the both of them.
Cassie sat back against the door, in the corner of the seat, her heart racing and her breathing as heavy as if she'd been running. She adjusted her bra and smoothed her hair back as she tried to collect herself. In the dim light of the laptop, she looked down at Eric's lap and she could see the distinct outline of his fully erect cock poking to one side of his jeans. He could pretend that he was only trying to get her to lose the bet, but she knew that he was at least as turned on as she was and there was no telling what might have happened if they'd kept going. She only knew that her panties were soaking wet and that if he had touched her any more intimately, she would have exploded with an orgasm so intense there would be no way to conceal it from her brother.
"You did all that just to win the bet and make me look like an idiot for trying to be Cali?" Cassie felt cheated, both in the way he'd won and in the way he took the fantasy of being Cali away. "Why would you do that? That's like so selfish."
"I'm sorry Cassie, but...but...it was so hard pretending you were someone else." He reached for any straw he could hold onto. "I felt like I was going to slip up at any moment and I didn't want to lose." It even sounded lame to him.
"That's such bullshit Eric." She was feeling angry and hurt. "Why can't you be honest about why you ruined it?" She reached over and poked his hard dick through his jeans. "At least THAT doesn't lie!"
"I didn't mean to Cass. I was really trying to treat you like a regular girl." He looked down. "I guess I got carried away with it." He couldn't look at her.
"What if I hadn't stopped you?" She found herself really wanting to know in a way she could never admit to Eric. "Would you have just kept going until we had sex?"
"Well, I kind of knew you'd put a stop to it at some point," Eric admitted.
"But you'd keep grabbing my tits and touching with my pussy until I did?!?" Cassie couldn't believe she was actually saying that out loud. Or how much it turned her on that she had.
"Hey, it wasn't just me," Eric pointed out. "You can pretend that you were just playing along or pretending to be Cali to win the bet, but I can tell that you liked it too." Now she looked down. "You can act all offended, but you could have stopped it earlier and you didn't have to stop being Cali to do it either."
"You're right," Cassie said softly. "It's not just you." She took a deep breath. "It just sucks that Cali is gone and all I've got is a week of being embarrassed to show for it." Awkward silence hung between them, but neither knew how to fix it.
"Maybe not," Eric suddenly felt inspired, thinking about the movie and the last remaining wish on Callie's list. "I'll let you out of the bet right now and we can let Cali die...or we can use the bet to keep her alive."
"I don't get it," Cassie admitted.
"Well, if you have to do whatever I say for a week, no matter how embarrassing it is, then whatever happens, really isn't your fault...is it?"
"Go on." Cassie was listening.
"Everything that happened would stay here at the house as long as you honored the bet, but you'd have to do everything you're told." Eric corrected himself. "I mean Cali would have to do everything she's told."
"Makes sense," Cassie admitted.
"We never tell Ellie what's going on. As far as she knows, everything that Cali is doing is just part of the 'Cali Experiment'."
"Okay, I get it, but why would I agree to something like that?"
"Because you're not done being Cali yet," Eric went out on a limb. "And if you're ever going to go out on a limb and explore that, you're going to need someone to push you outside your comfort zone...and you're going to need someone else to take the blame for making you do it."
Cassie's voice was huskier than she expected when she answered. "And you'd do that?" She was trembling again. "You'd take the blame...and keep it a secret?" She looked up at him at last, vulnerable and visibly excited.
"I will, but you have to make the choice." Eric held her gaze, doing his best imitation of Morpheus from 'The Matrix'. "Let Cali go now, and never look back, or commit her to doing what she's told, to see just how far it takes you."
Callie took a moment. "On three conditions," she held up a finger. "One. You can only make Cali do things in front of Ellie if it's something that Ellie would do too. Cali will be as bad as Ellie will, but you can't make her do something Ellie wouldn't in front of her." She took a deep breath and held up a second finger. "Two, there has to be a limit. I can't be Cali 24/7 and you can't ask Cali to have sex with you. I have to take care of my responsibilities in the real world and we're still brother and sister. Even if you lose control, Cali has to be able to stop it, before it gets to that, without breaking the arrangement." She took one more deep breath and held up a third finger. "You can never tell a living soul about anything that happens, or about this arrangement. Even Ellie. Especially Ellie. She can see me being Cali, but you have to promise me that you will protect my reputation for the rest of your life. No matter what."
Eric thought about it for a moment. "Okay, but I have one condition of my own before we start."
"What is it?" Cassie asked.
"You have to take off your top and let me take a picture of you topless. Right now." Eric felt his cock twitching and leaking precum as he asked.
"Why?!?" Cassie was lost.
"Because it's how you'll sign the agreement," Eric explained. "If you fulfill the contract, with all of the conditions, then we'll delete it off my phone in a week and it will disappear forever, but if you back out then you'll know I will always have the power to reveal your secret."
"I don't understand why would you would want me do that." Cassie was clearly uncomfortable.
"It's not for my benefit," Eric explained. "It's for yours. If you ever get tempted, at any point throughout the week to walk away from the agreement, then you need an incentive to see it through. You'll have the power to keep your secret, but it will depend upon giving all of your other power to me for that week, in order to keep it."
Cassie was silent. "But you won't make any other copies and we'll delete it together at the end of the week?" She made sure she understood. "And if I don't agree to that?"
"Then we call it off, forget any of this ever happened," he waved around the back seat, "and this is where the Cali Experiment ends." He shrugged with a small, gentle smile. "You have to be all the way in, or all the way out."
Callie's mind whirled as she considered her choices. Everything she had done her entire life had prepared her to make the sensible choice and just get out of the car right there. But she thought about the image of the woman stripping naked in front of the man in the chair and her stomach went hollow as her pussy throbbed with the opportunity to live out that scene for herself in a small way over the next few moments. She thought about whether she'd ever have the opportunity to do something like this in secret again and her heart felt squeezed for a moment as she knew that she would never be able to trust anyone the way she could Eric in this moment. She felt a shudder pass through her body as she made her choice.
"I'm in," she said softly. She lowered her eyes and reached down to the waistband of her sweater, tugging it slowly up over her breasts and then over her head.
Eric pulled out his phone and unlocked it to open up the camera. He looked up as Cassie laid her sweater down across her lap and began pulling at the bottom of her t-shirt, lifting it up over her head to reveal the cream colored bra underneath. Eric waited as Cassie's hands slid up behind her back to release the strap of her bra.
Ellie's heart fluttered as she felt the clasp come undone from her bra and the tension come off of the cups still holding her boobs in at the front. Her hands were trembling with excitement and she felt like her arms had turned to rubber as she thought about what she was about to do. This was the last chance she had to back out, in those few remaining moments before she exposed herself. From then on there would be no turning back as she gave herself over to Eric's control.
Eric found he was holding his breath as he watched Cassie hesitate for a moment. He had the camera of his phone ready and his inner voice was repeating," please...please...please...please..."
As Cassie felt her bra slip off of one, then the other of her tits, it was like she'd been pushed through an invisible wall that she found herself suddenly on the other side of, as she looked up, her hands dropped to her lap with the last line of her defense, and sat she there, with her tits on full display, as she waited for Eric to take her first topless picture. It was every nightmare and fantasy she'd ever had about being seen naked and it felt so electrically charged that it felt unreal.
"Cassie," she heard Eric's voice.
"Yes," she looked up, her voice trembling.
"I just wanted to make sure it was you taking the picture. Not Cali. Now look at the camera." The flash went off in the small space and Cassie saw spots swimming in front of her in the darkened back seat of their family SUV. There was no turning back now.
When Eric leaned in, she didn't see him coming in through the distortion in her vision, but she felt his lips land softly on hers and his hand gently wrap around her bare breast. As the kiss ended, he whispered against her cheek, "Thank you Cali. You looked so beautiful. You've been a very good girl and I promise to take very good care of you." He tugged at her nipple gently as his hand left her breast.
Ellie's hands were shaking too badly to put on her bra so she simply pulled her t shirt over her head in the dim light and then her sweater. She tucked her bra into her pocket as she put coat on while Eric packed up his laptop and got ready to move the car back around to the driveway. She stepped out of the back seat when he did.
"So that's it," she asked over the sound of the running engine.
"That's it," Eric nodded with a smile as he came around the front of the car. "We'll get started tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay," she nodded. "And Eric....."
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for doing this with me...," she looked down. "For making this wish come true, too."
He smiled and shrugged. "I guess that's what I do." He watched her walk back into the house before hopping in the SUV and backing it carefully away from the garage and pulling it back around into the driveway.
As soon as he had put the car in park, Eric took a quick glance at the house and couldn't help himself. He pulled up his phone and opened up the picture he had just taken. There she was. It was Ellie, topless in the back seat. Her eyes were looking at the camera with a nervous excitement, mixed with surrender and hint of shame that Eric found incredibly exciting. She wasn't smiling, but somehow that made it even more of a turn on than if she had been.
Her skin looked so pale against her dark hair and eyes in the bright light of the flash, but her swollen areolas were a deep pink against the smooth white skin of her breasts and the hard pink nipples extended in sharp relief and detail. Eric quickly unzipped his pants to free his aching cock and used the leaking precum to lubricate the half dozen strokes it took before he was blasting a full load of cum into the napkin he had grabbed from dashboard from where he had placed them for the movie. He looked at his oldest sister topless as the final few spurts of cum left his pulsating cock and the last remaining shudders of ecstasy eased from his body.
As much as he had wanted to make it last, he had been too excited by the experience to hold out for longer than a few seconds once he began to stroke his cock. Eric knew he would have other chances with that picture over the next week before it had to be deleted. Eric put the cum soaked napkin in with the other trash and dumped it in the trash can next to the garage. He took the laptop and projector inside, reminding himself to test it in the morning once it had warmed back up to room temperature.
Eric stepped into the guest bathroom off the hallway and washed his hands as well as his semi-hard cock before heading up to his room.
When Cassie walked in the back door, she was relieved to find that Ellie wasn't in the living room and she didn't hear any noise coming from the den. She thought briefly about the chances that Ellie had seen the flash of light, or worse, from the SUV, but if she was up in her room, then her windows were on the far side of the house, with Eric's.
Cassie quickly made her way up to her room before leaning back against the locked door as the adrenaline rush of the events in the car finally hit her. Everything about her felt weak and jittery as she dropped her coat on the carpet, walked unsteadily to her bed and laid back on the covers for a moment watching the moments of her experience with Eric play back in her head. As much as she was still in disbelief that it had all happened, there was a part of her that felt incredibly excited that she had allowed herself to be swept up into something so charged with expectation and anticipation. Her mind was reeling with a million different things she might be asked to do and she was equally terrified and turned on by every one of them.
She got up from her bed as the excitement of her fantasies became too much and went into her bathroom to run the water in the tub. She peeled off her jeans and her drenched panties, the smell of her excitement filling the small room as the steam began to rise from the water in the tub. She sat down to pee as she watched the water level slowly rise and peeled off her shirt before she stood and flushed.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she should look more ashamed of what she'd done, but all she could see was her firm breasts, areolas puffy with excitement and her nipples hard with desire. She wondered what she looked like in the picture Eric had taken and her knees felt weak as she remembered the way time stopped in the bright flash where she knew it was too late. How her skin had tingled as if it could feel the light particles bouncing off her naked body and returning to the camera to be held captive, a hostage to guarantee her obedience.
Cassie stepped carefully into the hot water rising in the tub and slid down gently as her body adjusted to the heat. She was barely settled against the slope of the back of the tub before her fingers had found her pussy. Her mind was a kaleidoscope of the moment when she'd felt Eric's hand slide up between her thighs to touch her, the sensation of his tongue sending chills through his kiss and his rough hands on her exposed nipple. She saw the image of the young widow's face melting into pleasure in the movie as she received her spanking, her head bobbing up and down in the man's lap and pictured herself, kneeling naked on the floor, as the man watched her perform just as obediently. As she reached the precipice and held there for a delicious instant as her fingertip fluttered over her clit, almost too softly to be felt, she pictured Eric's hard cock standing up, painfully erect and she wondered if he was looking at her picture, as he stroked it, even now.
Her head rolled from side to side against the curve of the porcelain tub as her body shuddered and her orgasm rumbled like an avalanche that was building deep underneath the snow before finally letting go in an irresistible torrent of tumbling, sparkling violence that wiped away everything beneath it as it went. She fell like that forever, sliding through every available crevice of her being, tearing up the roots of every tree she'd planted, and every fence she'd built, in an orgy of release and destruction.
When her breathing slowed and her eyelids blinked slowly open, she looked at the white tile as if she'd landed in a new world, swept clean of the ruins that had defined it and made new by the release of all that it had tried to hold back in the past.
When Eric finally went upstairs, he heard water running from Carrie's bathroom and walked past Ellie's door to go into his own room, carefully locking the door behind him. Stripping down to his underwear and a t shirt, he went quietly through his bathroom door and then through to Ellie's room. As he poked his head in the door, she looked up immediately and smiled, mouthing the word "Hi!" as she stepped all the way in. He tiptoed across the room to make sure Ellie's door to the hallway was locked before finally walking back to sit on the edge of her bed next to her.
Eric leaned over to kiss Ellie full on the mouth and felt her open her lips to accept his tongue as soon as he did. His hand went to her breasts and he could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra through the thin fabric of the soft t-shirt she was wearing. His hand snaked up under the bottom edge of her shirt and slid across the warm, and impossibly soft, skin of her stomach, before finally attaining a handful of her luscious boobs.
Ellie broke off from his kiss to sit up and pull her shirt over her head. Her eyes locked on Eric's face to drink in the reaction he had to seeing her topless. She reached down and scooted her panties down under her butt, before sliding them off of her legs, to lay completely naked beneath him, her eyes twinkling with flirty desire and the thrill of letting Eric see her this way. Eric lowered his head to her chest and took one of her puffy areolas into his mouth, like a soft pink marshmallow of fleshy joy that he just couldn't get enough of by seeing and touching.
Ellie's fingers slid along his scalp and locked together in his thick wavy hair, as her other hand wrapped around the back of his thick strong neck, and pulled him toward her. She gasped at the intense pleasure of having her brother sucking her tit and lightly pinching her hard pink nipples between his firm lips as he rose to the tip each time.
Eric paused to pull off his shirt and then stood up to pull down his underwear. He hadn't even managed to sit back down on the bed before Ellie had reached out to grab a handful of his thick, throbbing dick as his mouth found hers again. Breathing through her nose, Ellie could smell her own excitement and felt the familiar twinge of anxiety as she wondered if Eric would find it unpleasant. No guy had ever said anything, but she had always wished that girls didn't make a smell like that when they were turned on.
For Eric's part, the smell of Ellie's pussy would be forever linked to the most exciting events of his life. He thought it was the scent of sexual intoxication and the aroma of the dream-like impossibility of everything Ellie had done with him. It was the perfume of joy and carnal enchantment and its presence was simply a confirmation that he was about to enjoy another visit to the most wonderful place he had ever been.
Eric lifted his mouth off of Ellie's, even as her lips tugged his tongue regretfully. "There's something I really want to do," His voice was barely above a whisper. He kissed her lightly on the lips, the chin, her nipple and her stomach as he slid down her bed. He paused at the top of her thigh, halfway between her hip and her pussy as the rest of his body aligned itself between her legs. He looked up to find Ellie watching him and he had a hard time reading her expression as her eyes locked into his.
Eric's tongue reached out at and gently brushed the uppermost folds of her pussy, even as his eyes never left Ellie's. Her mouth tightened into a tight little 'o' shape even as the muscles of her stomach contracted and a shudder went through her entire body. Her legs slowly parted and Eric lowered his chin to allow his tongue to make a slow, gentle furrow from bottom to top along the surface of her pulsating labia. Ellie let out a small gasp and her hips rotated upward to try to extend and intensify the sensation of having her brother's tongue sliding along the outer folds of her sex. As Eric looked up to find her eyes again, he found hers locked in with his and reflecting an insatiable hunger for more of his mouth on her.
For her part, Ellie had never enjoyed receiving oral sex. The few times that guys had done it for her she felt were spoiled by her own self-consciousness, about whether all girls could smell themselves when they were excited, and the fact that they had really only given her a handful of indifferent licks that were followed by an immediate attempt to poke their dicks into her pussy or mouth. She had been left with a sense of being relieved that it was over and convinced that it would never live up to how one imagined it was before you experienced it. Much like finally tasting your first beer in somebody's garage, or backyard, and wondering why the people in the commercials always seemed to be so enthusiastic about it.
If she had to initially fight the urge to ask Eric to stop out of embarrassment, the look in his eyes after his tongue had touched her dispelled every bit of anxiety she had ever felt. He had looked at her like she was a goddess. Instead of an obligation, Eric had embraced her throbbing pussy like it was a sacred portal, meant to be approached with reverence and awe. She couldn't remember any guy looking at her like that and it was the most gratifying sensation that she'd ever experienced during sex. Eric had barely touched her and he had already given her more pleasure with his eyes than any guy previously had been able to with their entire body. Ellie reached down, to entwine her fingers in the crown of Eric's hair, as she lifted and spread her knees, like an exotic flower, blooming in time lapse photography.
Eric slid his shoulders up under the bottom of Ellie's thighs and felt her small feet touch lightly down onto his muscled back. He began taking deeper and deeper passes through the folds of her beautifully pink pussy now opened before him, noting how she responded each time his tongue reached the apex and slid over the tiny hard nub of flesh that extended itself shyly to meet his tongue each time.
Remembering the effect his finger had, he extended his tongue as deeply as he could into the upper folds of her pussy and licked upward as he brought it back out to the top. Ellie gave a small cry as her hips lifted and rolled with the motion of his tongue, her stomach and chest undulated with the movement of her spine and her body froze in an arch as a shock wave of pleasure washed over her from the detonation Eric's tongue had coaxed from her body.
Ellie looked down at Eric, his eyes closed as he focused intently on his work as her second hand joined her first in winding her fingers through his hair while her hips rode his tongue and she pulled him deeper into the throbbing epicenter of her consuming pleasure. Eric brought up his finger underneath his chin and slid it further back into the tightly clenching sides of her pussy than his tongue could reach. He felt her body tighten around his finger as the tip trailed along the roof of her pussy and the smooth skin and warm, firm flesh of her thighs pressed against the sides of his neck.
Ellie struggled to comprehend how much better this felt than anything she'd imagined from reading or hearing about oral sex. The sensitivity and writhing flexibility of Eric's thick long tongue as it worked through, and around, her pussy was unlike anything she'd ever been able to do for herself, let alone anything another man had ever done for her. As Eric had added the reach of his finger she'd felt like a fairy tale princess, whose body was being pleasured by a whole host of enchanted beings.
When Eric added a second finger, and began sliding them in and out, as his tongue danced around the upper folds of her pussy, she couldn't restrain the rising waves of pleasure that lifted her up onto a crest of tingling light. She held there, suspended in a frozen moment of ecstasy, that lingered there impossibly, before finally flinging her into a maelstrom of shuddering bliss as her body rode each grinding spasm of pleasure. Her hips rode Eric's fingers and tongue until she could no longer bear his touch, pushing him firmly away, restraining his mouth by her fingers, locked tightly in his hair, as her head slowly rocked from side to side and her chin reached for the ceiling above her.
When Ellie collapsed back onto her bed, quivering and panting, Eric slowly slid up alongside her and watched every inch of her petite frame, and luscious curves, writhing in the pleasure that would not easily leave her body. He marveled at how beautiful her swollen tits and puffy nipples were, the smooth swell of her strong little thighs and the hypnotic lines of her hips, stomach and pussy as they converged into that valley of mystery and pleasure that she had now allowed him to enter.
As Eric looked up to meet her eyes, he found Ellie staring at him like she'd never seen him, or any man for that matter, ever before. She lifted herself up on one elbow and leaned in to kiss him hungrily, not caring that his lips were covered with her own smell, and taste. Backing up on her knees she pulled her pillows from beneath him and propped them against her headboard, guiding him to sit up, reclining against them. She kissed him one more time before crawling backward to kneel between his legs.
Ellie wrapped her hand around the shaft of Eric's cock and lifted it from against his stomach to stand like an obelisk of manhood towering over his rippling stomach and his powerful thighs. Making sure Eric was watching, Ellie took the fleshy plum of his cockhead into her mouth and sucked it lovingly as her dangling boobs hung and wobbled deliciously just under where her pink lips were wrapped around the crown of his thick, meaty dick. Sucking all the way to the tip, Ellie opened her eyes and felt a surge of tingling go through her as her eyes locked onto Eric's.
Even after surprising him in the dark of the den the night before, Eric had a hard time believing that Ellie would willingly take his dick into her mouth, but here she was, doing it in full view and even looking up into his eyes as she did. He couldn't believe the sensation of having her lips and tongue caress the most sensitive part of his dick in the warmth and wetness of her mouth, but he was equally turned on by the idea that here was his older sister Ellie, the cutest girl in school with his dick in her mouth! Rather than being disgusted and ashamed to take his thick, vein-rippled cock in her mouth, here she was giving him a show and making sure he saw every second of her doing it!
Eric could feel his dick twitching of its own accord and he was sure that he must be producing precum with each pulse. He kept waiting for Ellie to make a face and spit it out once she realized that he was leaking it into her mouth, but she simply sucked more lovingly on the swollen head of his dick as each moment passed.
"Oh Ellie," he moaned softly. "That's so incredibly sweet..." He reached out to stroke her hair, hoping that touching her would somehow convince his that this wasn't just a dream. "Oh that's so good....you're sucking it so good...mmmm...mmm."
Ellie could taste the slippery precum as she made love to the head of her brother's dick with her mouth. As ashamed as she would have been to have a guy watch her sucking his dick before, she found herself wanting Eric to see every moment of her surrender to being his dicksucker. She wanted to give him even a tiny fraction of the pleasure that he had given to her and she would sacrifice every bit of her pride in order to do so.
Sliding her mouth further down onto his dick, she could feel her lips rubbing over the soft ridges of his head as she returned to the tip. Eric's dick was thicker and longer than any that she had sucked before, but she was determined to give him the most amazing blowjob she could. Taking a deep breath, she stood a little higher on her hands and knees in order to get a better angle and plunge her mouth down over his cock, as far as she could, in order to get as much of it as she could into her mouth. She fought the urge to gag as she felt it tickle the top of her throat, but held it for a moment in order to give him the opportunity to enjoy the sensation of having his dick fill her mouth. She sucked it all the way back to the tip and looked up to see his reaction.
Eric was entranced by the sight of Ellie bobbing up and down on his dick, feeling her warm wet mouth sweetly sucking and coaxing his achingly hard dick toward orgasm. When she had taken as much of his dick as she possibly could into his mouth, he was in awe to see this beautiful girl so willing to push herself to get every bit that she could into her cock-stuffed mouth. As many times as he had jerked off to pictures and videos of women giving head, he had no idea that it could feel even better than he imagined now that it was his dick being sucked, The fact that it was Ellie who was sucking it made it that much more intense.
When Ellie opened her eyes to look up at him, his dick shiny from her mouth and a thin strand of saliva connecting the tip of his dick with her swollen pink lower lip, it was the most incredible thing Eric had ever seen. She looked so beautiful like that, naked and vulnerable, kneeling between his legs after gorging herself on every inch of his dick that she could fit in her mouth. Her big blue eyes looked up into his and it was like time froze as Ellie drunk in the look of awe and admiration that her brother was unable to conceal, written all over his face. She gave him a sweet smile and felt herself blush to have him openly stare at her sucking his dick before she plunged his cock back into her mouth.
Ellie brought up her hand and began to stroke the shaft of his cock as her mouth continued to suck up and down on the top few inches, working with her hand in a seamless motion. She milked his cock with her hand and mouth, creating an additional pinching sensation with her fingers and lips as she reached the very tip each time. She varied the pressure of her hand and mouth as she bobbed up and down on his pulsating cock and felt his body tense up as he got closer to cumming. She could hear his breath coming in uneven stops and starts as the intensity of sensation caused him to gasp and hold his breath.
When his body went fully tense, Ellie eased up toward the tip and prepared herself for what was to come. She had asked the few guys whose dicks she'd sucked to warn her if they were going to cum, but Eric was the one guy she didn't need to warn her. She could tell he was getting close. She felt Eric grab her shoulder, but it was already too late.
Eric had been so caught up in how incredible it felt, and how surreal it seemed to have Ellie sucking his dick, that he was only able to reach out in the last seconds to warn her that he was about to cum. As his body tensed up, he grabbed for her shoulder and whispered her name urgently, but it was already too late.
Ellie shut her eyes tight as the first spurt of cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed it with a determination that she didn't care how disgusting it tasted or slimy it felt going down. As the second load filled her mouth she swallowed again, but realized, even as the cum slid down her throat, that it wasn't nearly as awful as she always imagined it would be. As the next pulse of his dick delivered a smaller load, she swallowed it easily and continued taking the diminishing squirts of his next few loads and swallowed each one as it came out, now fully sucking at the tip as only a small amount was oozing out and his cock had stopped twitching.
Eric's mouth froze in a shocked expression as he released his first load of cum into Ellie's mouth expecting her to pull back sputtering and choking on the thick nasty mouthful, but as load after load shot into her mouth, she simply kept her mouth locked over the head of his dick and took each one, sucking the last few from the tip of his dick before he could pull it away as it became too sensitive to touch. He slid up against the headboard, his chest heaving as his breath came in ragged gasps and he watched Ellie wipe across her lips with the back of her hand as she rose up from between his legs, and sat back on her heels.
Ellie wasn't sure if she'd feel the urge to gag or spit, as she swallowed the last of Eric's cum and tasted it in her mouth. But as she waited for a reaction, she realized that it really wasn't that bad, aside from the slimy texture, and she felt a sense of pride that she'd been able to go through it for him. Even if she ended up hating it after it was over, she had committed herself to doing it, at least once, for Eric, even if she never did it for another man again.
Still, she had no idea how he'd react after she had, and she couldn't help feel a little apprehensive, as she finally looked up to meet his eyes. She prepared for the worst as their eyes met, but she was completely unprepared for the look of concern on his face when they did.
"Ellie, I'm so sorry," he pleaded. "I tried to warn you...but it was too late." His eyes searched hers.
She smiled and shook her head in disbelief. "Eric, I knew it was coming," she rolled her eyes, embarrassed at the pun. "I mean, I could tell it was about to happen."
"You did?" he seemed confused.
"Yeah..." she was now getting really worried what he would think. "I wanted to swallow it....for you...so you would know...you know...what it felt like."
His face fell, in utter disbelief, and he leaned forward to scoop her up in his arms, kissing her neck, her chin and finally her mouth. She tried to stop him, but never expected that he would try to kiss her, let alone plunge his tongue into her mouth like that. She felt a hot flash of anxiety and embarrassment, but as he lowered her to the bed, encircled in his strong arms, every thought she had melted away in the deep water that his kiss pulled her into.
When he finally pulled his face away from hers, he could only whisper, "I can't believe you did that for me. That's...that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, Ellie. I never would have believed that a girl like you would even, you know...," he blushed. "suck it like that."
"I'm not the biggest fan of doing that, but...it's...different with you," she blushed and smiled herself, looking down at his chest. "I want to make you happy...like...like you make me, I guess." She looked up at his eyes. "You're the first guy that I ever let cum in my mouth like that. Let alone swallow." She rolled her eyes and blushed again. "I just wanted it to be special. So you'd remember it."
"Ellie, I will never forget that as long as I live." He kissed her again.
"Are you sure you want to be kissing me...you know...after I..." Ellie winced.
"I don't care," he looked at her in amazement. "There's nothing about you that would ever make me want to stop kissing you." He planted another small kiss on her lips. "No part of you that I would ever be ashamed to kiss." He kissed the side of her neck. "I love every single inch of your body and I will kiss every single one of them, every chance I get, if you'll let me." He shifted his weight to suck briefly one of her pink puffy nipples before kissing it lovingly. "Can't you tell that I adore everything about you?"
He looked into her eyes and she knew it was true.
They laid naked together until well past midnight, hands touching and stroking each other's bodies in amazement, whispering, smiling, kissing, blushing and teasing as they walked the fields of this undiscovered country that they had only crossed over into during the last few days.
When Eric finally picked up his clothes and crept back into his own room, Ellie slowly put her shirt and panties back on, grabbed her phone, put in her earbuds and played a song as she laid back down in her bed. She whispered "adore' softly to the ceiling as the opening notes of Paramore's "The Only Exception" began playing.She closed her eyes and let the music wash over her, pulling her earbuds out as the song finished, and heard the final verse echoing in her memory as she drifted off to sleep.Eric was dying to peek in on Ellie the next morning, and maybe sneak in for a minute right after he woke up, but he knew that he would need time with Cassie to set up for Spring Break and didn't want to risk waking her up before they did.