You were frozen in place.
Not figuratively, but literally, as your body was being sat upon by over 100 pounds of pure blood related relative. Your torso sank deeper into the couch, your sister gleefully enjoying her time using you as her seat.
"Sooooo, you give up yet?" You could hear the smile in her voice clear as day.
You rolled your eyes - well, rolled your eyes as well as you could with your face smushed into the leather under you.
"Mnno. Pthif ndoesn hrr a oll."
"Hmm?"
You turned your face to the side, taking a deep breathe of air. You took a quick second to look around, but all you could see were your sister's legs and feet dangling off of your side.
"No. That doesn't hurt at all, Wonyoung," you repeated.
"Well~ we'll see how long you can last" she said, happily bouncing a couple of times on your back. You let out a grunt each time she collided against you, the air being pushed out of your chest.
"You can give up, you know?" She asked. "All you have to do is say one word, and I'll get off of you."
Chicken. It was the game that the two of you played often, albeit usually one sided. The rules were simple: The first person to say "chicken" loses. There wasn't exactly anything on the line besides your pride, but you'd rather die than let your sister win that easily.
"If you say it first, you can save yourself the embarrassment when you eventually lose," you cautioned her.
"No way! And besides, who's under who right now?" She hummed, clearly pleased with herself as she waved her legs back and forth.
She was cute when she was so confident. It almost made you want to give up and let her win… almost. You slid yourself out from underneath her and grabbed her legs.
"Wait-" She was cut off as you rolled off of the couch, dragging the both of you tumbling towards the floor.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed, before crashing onto the ground with a light thud. She started to laugh afterwards, lying flat on her back.
"Get over here!" You playfully yelled. You leapt towards her, about to start the next phase of your plan. Your sister had one weakness, and you were going to exploit it. You sat on her legs to make sure that she couldn't get away. You placed your hands near her sides and started to tickle her. Her laughter became even louder, punctuated with high pitched screams as your fingers danced along her skin. She tried to drag herself away, laughing all the while, but you wouldn't let her.
"Now it's time to see how long you can last."
"Wait! Haha - No, hahahahaha! Stop please - Ahhhhhh!" She tried to slap your hands away but you were relentless.
"If you say it, this will all be over."
"Ahahaha - Never!" She squirmed out from underneath your legs, freeing herself and tried to stand.
"Yes!" She prematurely screamed. Before she could get away, you took a hold of her ankle and continued trying to tickle wherever you could, and that meant her feet. You gripped her foot in one hand, using the other hand to tickle the bottom. You lightly teased her with soft strokes as she begged for mercy, but she didn't say "chicken."
You tried to get a better grip, and so you dug your fingers into the soles of her feet.
"Oh~"
It was gone almost as quickly as it came, leaving the room in absolute silence. Your mouth was slightly open in shock. There's no way she just… moaned, right? Looking at Wonyoung didn't help. Her eyes were wide open, seemingly surprised, herself, at what just happened. Her hands had also come up to cover her mouth, preventing another sound from escaping.
A tinge of red started to spread across her cheeks as the silence grew louder. You loosened your grip on her foot, slowly lowering it to the ground. You didn't want to make the situation any more awkward than it already was, and holding onto her foot after that made you feel a bit strange.
You rubbed the back of your neck. "So…" you trailed off. How were you even supposed to start? "Seems like you'd like a foot massage?"
She vigorously shook her head. "No, I wouldn't!"
"The moan you just let out says differently, you know?" Teasing her definitely felt better to you. At least it was better than silence. "It's okay if you're into that type of stuff, sis. Really, it is! I don't judge."
"I'm not into feet!" Wonyoung let out an exasperated sigh. "It's just that you decided to grip my foot super hard for some reason!"
"Yeah, but normally people would say something like 'Ow' or they would like, scream. You did something completely different."
"Hmph. You're honestly unbearable sometimes." Her voice softened a bit. "I know you think it's so funny but, can we just forget about it? Please?"
You could tell that this was actually starting to get to your sister. You didn't want to actually upset her, so you decided to just let it go with one last comment.
"Yeah, of course. We can just consider this a win for me, and then move on like nothing ever happened."
That was the wrong thing to say. Her expression changed in an instant. You could see the competitive drive take over. Her eyes narrowed at you, a fire lit deep within.
"Oh yeah?"
She pounced. Her body crashed into you, knocking you back onto the floor. The cold wood against your back contrasted with the warm body pressed up against yours. Her legs wrapped around yours as she bear hugged you, trying to squeeze the life out of you.
You gently wriggled back and forth.
"Oh nooooooooooo! You got me!" You playfully fussed.
"That's right! Did you think that I would lose that easily?" She boasted.
As you kept on play struggling though, you became acutely aware of a rather big problem. She had you "trapped" by clinging on to you, and every time you moved, you could feel your body rubbing against hers. An unfortunate consequence was that you were starting to get aroused, and if she could feel your growing hard-on, you didn't know what would happen.
You started struggling harder, trying to escape, for both of your sakes. You flexed your arms and legs, trying to break free.
"Uhh S-Wonyoung? You should lemme go now, haha!"
She couldn't contain the smile breaking out on her face at your slight panic. You were glad that she was happy with your current predicament, but you were still trapped against your sister with your erection proudly poking into her. If she noticed, she did a good job at hiding it. But you couldn't risk her noticing.
You stopped moving altogether, opting for a more calm approach. "Hey Wonyoung?"
"Hm?"
"Could you let go of me?"
Her eyes widened up at you with the possibility of victory. "So I win right?"
"Yeah, yeah, you win. Now let go please."
"Then say it. Say 'chicken.'"
"Wonyoung-" you tried to protest.
"You know the rules." She was adamant, unwavering in her commitment to the game.
"Why do you care so much about this?!"
"WHY WON'T YOU JUST LET ME-"
She stopped mid sentence. You watched as her expression changed from frustration, to confusion, and then to realization. She sat up, and experimentally moved her hips up and down, feeling out your crotch above your clothes.
"Wonyoung?" You asked. It was over. You were caught. You were starting to get flushed, the heat rising to your face from embarrassment. Well, embarrassment and the rubbing that your sister was doing.
"So this is why you wanted me to let go," she whispered, more to herself than you.
Your mind was racing, this wasn't how it was supposed to go. She was supposed to be disgusted, not dry humping you.
"Were you going to tell me that you have a hard-on?" She asked calmly. "Or were you just going to keep rubbing against me? A bit pervy."
"I mean, I wasn't trying to get hard," you weakly protested.
"Then why did you?" She shot back.
"Well…" You tried to think of a response. "Well you know… I'm a guy, and being pressed up against an attractive girl-"
"So you think I'm attractive?"
"Yeah," the answer came out easily, easier than you expected.
"Even though I'm your sister? Or maybe… because I'm your sister?"
"Wait-"
"It's okay if you're into incest, bro. Or should I say, 'brother.' Really, it is! I don't judge."
"I'm not into incest," you futilely tried to defend yourself against your own words.
"This hard cock of yours says differently, now doesn't it?" She reached down and petted your dick through your shorts.
"Obviously," she continued, "if you really don't want this, prove it! Just say 'chicken.'"
Truth be told, you didn't want her to stop. Even through the fabric you could feel how soft her hand was. You two had already crossed the line between siblings. You had no idea how far you would go, but you were willing to play it out.
Emboldened by her actions, you brought your hand to her chest. You cupped one of her breasts through her shirt, and she stiffened, her hand now just resting on your cock.
"No bra," you mused, thumbing around her nipple.
"Wasn't expecting this to happen," she muttered.
Your other hand quickly joined the first as you played with her breasts. You made a move to pull up her shirt when her hand instinctively blocked you from going farther.
"Already getting cold feet?" You questioned.
You brought your eyes away from her chest and towards her face. Instead of an indecisiveness to her, she met your look head on. She was letting you make the choice. She was calling your bluff. Did you really want to see your sister's breasts?
Yeah.
You gently swept her hand away. You weren't scared. You were going to take this game as far as you could.
You lifted up her top, exposing her breasts. A tiny smile graced her face. "I knew you were into this," she remarked.
You took her hardened nipples in your fingers and gave them a light pinch, eliciting a slight groan. "And you aren't?"
She glanced at you, a light pink starting to color her cheeks as she tried to remain still. You rolled her nipples in between your fingers, taking pride as she stammered out a response. "B-Bit difficult to get in-into it when I'm the only one topless."
You took your hands away from her chest. She arched her back forward, searching for your touch once again. You stood up and opened your arms wide.
"Then here. Strip me."
She pulled on the hem of your shirt. "Bit eager, no?"
You shrugged at her. "Wonyoung, you can always back down if you want. Just say the name of the most consumed-"
She rolled her eyes and pulled your shirt above your head, effectively shutting you up. When she reached your waistband, she had no hesitation and ripped your pants down. You let out a sigh of relief as your cock was freed from its confines. Your sister, on the other hand, stared in shock at your erection. You flexed, causing it to twitch in front of her.
"Like what you see?" You asked.
She reached out a hand, uncertain if she wanted to touch it or not. You were amused by her sudden timidness. Out of all the lines you two had crossed today, you found it funny that it was your cock that made her suddenly unsure of herself.
She finally grasped your shaft, delicately holding it, and feeling the heat emanating from it.
"So this is what was rubbing against me," she said. Her eyes darkened with lust, and she unconsciously licked her lips. All the while, she was slowly pumping your cock, taking the pre-cum dripping from your tip and using it as lubricant along the length.
You jerkily thrusted into her soft grip, trying to increase the pace, unsatisfied with the torturously slow handjob you were being given.
"Sis, please," you got out, your voice strained.
"Please what?" She responded, the innocent nature of her response conflicting with the taboo scene unfolding.
"Suck my cock - I need more than just your hands."
"And what are you supposed to say first~?"
"Please?" You were met with a firm slap to the ass. Even in your boner fueled haze you couldn't believe that she was still playing the goddamn game. She had your cock in her hand, jerking you off - and you knew she was turned on as well, and yet she still wanted to win.
Frustrated, you went to give her a taste of her own medicine. You shrugged her hands off your cock and grabbed a hold of her pants.
"Eh? What are you-?"
She quickly fastened a hold onto her pants, trying to resist. Even then you still dragged them off of her body, in spite of her protests, to reveal her glistening pussy. You dove in, taking in her scent. Your mouth latched onto her lower lips, dragging your tongue along the folds. She pushed her hips up, trying to get as much contact as she could. Your lips had gotten glossy and wet with her juices as you ate her out. Tiny mewls spilled out, your sister getting lost in the pleasure.
"Why… why are you so good at this?" She gasped.
You didn't answer, your mouth already slightly occupied. You lapped at her clit and her legs crossed around your head, bringing you in deeper. You struggled to breathe with your head being smushed against her entrance. Her moans escalated in pitch and frequency as you continued.
"Oh my god, you're actually gonna make me cum. You're gonna make me cum." She breathily repeated that phrase over and over, as if she had just realized the reality of the situation. She had your head, her brother's head, in between her legs and giving her oral. It was wrong, but your sense of morals was long gone. All you cared about was her pleasure, and getting your painfully hard cock some pleasure too.
Her hips jerkily thrusted upwards as she was brought closer to the edge.
"Oh I'm close, I'm so close. This is so bad but I'm so close. I'm- OH!"
She ground her pussy into your tongue, moaning as she came. Her cum flowed into your mouth. It tasted sweet, with a slightly thick consistency, and you swallowed every last drop.
She let go of your head and slumped back. Her chest rose and fell as she took some time to catch her breath. It was your turn. You took your cock and pressed it up against her mouth.
"Mmmm," she groaned. She shook her head, moving your cock to the side.
"Open up~" you tried again, pressing slightly forward this time to split her lips open. But she still didn't budge. You thought for a moment before getting an idea. You quickly shoved two fingers into her still sensitive hole.
"Oh!" She gasped, half out of surprise and half out of pleasure. You took your chance, forcing yourself into her mouth when it opened.
"Ahh, much better," you sighed. You liked this little back and forth you and your sister had going on, and it was even more rewarding when you could get some enjoyment from it. You felt like you had the upper hand at the moment, and you were proven right as Wonyoung, momentarily resigned, started to suck your cock.
She suckled on the tip, flicking her tongue onto your slit. Her mouth moved further down, slowly encasing your cock in her oral cavity. She licked all along your length, sliding her tongue around your shaft.
"Oh, Wonyoung," you moaned. "You're way too good at this."
Encouraged by your comments, she began moving faster. She bobbed her head quicker and quicker, making obscene slurping noises as she swallowed your cock.
You were getting close to cumming, but you didn't want to end just yet. You reluctantly pulled out from her warm mouth, your cock covered in saliva. Wonyoung let out a whine, her toy being taken away. You gently spread her legs apart, and brought yourself down to her opening.
"Wait," she said, stopping you from pushing in. "This has gone really far. You're my brother, this is - do you really want to do this? I know we're crossed a lot of lines… but this is actual incest…"
You were surprised by her hesitation. She was always the one who was competitive and confident, even to a fault. But to see her, unsure of herself, unsure about the choices laid out in front of her, you didn't want to force her into sex just because you were horny, your hard cock be damned.
"It's okay," you reassured her. "If you don't want to do anything, that's alright, and nothing will happen or change between us."
"Really?" She asked, her face lit up relief and something else you couldn't quite place your finger on.
"Yeah," you continued. "In fact - here." You took a deep breath before speaking.
"Chicken."
She gasped, and you tilted down to hug her. Despite the touching moment, you were still aware that you both were basically in missionary position. The top side of your cock was placed directly onto her slit, but you tried to shoo away those thoughts, for your sister.
She placed a hand on your cheek, she was beaming. Her eye smile sent warmth flowing through your body. She leaned forward to capture your lips in hers. When the kiss ended, you both stared at each other for a moment. You were happy that the game was over, but the feeling was bittersweet, because if you two hadn't played it, you wouldn't have gotten to this point. She brought her lips close to the side of your head, gave you a kiss on your earlobe, and whispered, "I win."
You didn't have time to process what she said before she grabbed your cock and slid it inside her. She was so wet already, you felt no resistance as you glided in, her walls giving way to you.
Even with your cock fully engulfed in your sister's tight, wet snatch, you couldn't help but get a little irked. You should have known better. Your sister was the most competitive person you knew, and there was no way she would just chicken out like that. You had been toyed with. You had been played. And you were about to take out your frustration on her poor, poor pussy.
"Enjoy your win, Wonyoung, just like how I'm gonna enjoy this."
You grabbed each one of her wrists, pinning her to the ground, and started roughly thrusting into her.
"Ohhhhhh~" she moaned, spreading her legs farther apart, inviting you to continue.
You slammed into her, your hips colliding so hard you knew there would be bruises later. She whimpered under your assault, her body trembling in pleasure.
"You wanted to win that badly, huh?!" You felt yourself getting more riled up. "Well guess what? I think that I'm the real winner here. And do you know why?"
All she could do was let out more sounds of pleasure.
"It's because I get to fuck your brains out."
Her pussy clenched around your cock, tightening its grip.
"It's because I get to feel your quivering cunt as it molds to my cock."
She let out a pitiful whimper. Her body was shaking, clearly close to her climax.
"It's because I get to watch your face as the pleasure becomes unbearable, and you cum, getting fucked by your own brother."
She had an almost pained expression on her face, all of her concentration being used to not cum just yet.
"You're close aren't you?" You asked.
She meekly nodded her head.
"Then cum, chicken."
"AHHH!" she cried out as she let go, letting her orgasm crash into her. You continued fucking her through her climax, her pussy deliciously flexing around your cock. Her mind was unraveling in front of your eyes. The pleasure only letting her wantonly make noises of contentment. Whimpers, moans, groans. All of them music to your ears as you pistoned in and out of her. You couldn't hold on anymore.
"Fuck, Wonyoung!" You called her name as your own orgasm overtook you. You pumped her full of your cum, a little bit leaking out from where you were joined together.
You laid down next to her, completely spent, both physically and emotionally. She snuggled up to your side, sighing contentedly.
"I guess we're both winners, huh?" You commented.
"Yeah," she giggled. "But I still won more, you chicken."