"I... I like you... Lori." Her heart literally skipped a beat at the hesitation in his low voice, it was frightening, how everything has led up to this very moment, and yet she couldn't help but lost herself in his soft and determined gaze not once looking away from her. And how could she? How can she look away when her little brother was worriedly staring at her with this intensity and anticipation in his light green eyes reflecting her confliction dwelling within the confinement of her confused heart. Her own emotion struggling to give him, let alone herself, an answer for what she was truly feeling at the moment, a battle which only drown her deeper into this prison she had created for herself, to be put on the spot for her own selfish refusal to make up her mind, to decide what she as his eldest sister would and should do for his sake. It was a foolish dream, a thin line between fantasy and reality she created for her own desire, to have him, to keep her younger brother all for herself.
To lure his innocence astray with her youthful and sinful body generously gifted by the passage of her adulthood, one made of the same flesh and blood as his only binding them closer together with the nature of their forsaken familial bond. A taboo she clearly knew of with how much the guilt from her ignorance has finally taking it's toll on her. And yet her face was only glowing bright red as her own sinking heart was betraying her duty and responsibility as his sister with how fast it was beating in her chest not with fear but pure delight, constricting her breath and the words escaping from her slightly quivering lips. With the dilemma plaguing her mind, Lori can only watched as her little brother sat quietly infront of her on her bed after telling her he had something important that he need to tell her in private earlier. A terrifying request with the absent of the rest of their family members currently in the house.
How many times already has she tempted him with her body under the pretense of the closeness of their relationship as sibling. To intentionally expose her naked skin which he should never see from his own sister. To use their bond as an advantage to get as much of him as possible in the only way she know of, as his sister. The time where she didn't wear her bra while he was around to see if he would notice, of how he would react if he see the hard bump poking out from her tank top, of the cleavage visible from her collar only for him to see. Or the time where she stuck to him whenever the rest of their family wasn't around, to play with his white hair as he pouted or smiled at her. Or the time where she left the bathroom door unlock while she was using it, hoping that he would accidentally get in there to see her in her most vulnerable state. Of how his own body would react to her golden blonde hair and voluptuous figure.
She don't know why, but in some sort of way, she was expecting for the worse to happen. To have her dirty little secret being exposed by the person she couldn't afford to lose his trust with. That she will be punished for her indecent act to her little brother being the sole subject of her sick and twisted pleasure born from her own selfish desire. Her yearning for the touch and whisper of someone she definitely shouldn't have this horrible feeling for, her own little brother, the one she should be guiding and protecting instead as his oldest sister, his guardian, his protector. And yet, she was the one tempting him, in his moment of weakness, at the cusp of his growth, with the promise of her naked flesh, with her bare heart exposed for him to see, of this horrible sister she had become for this sick feeling she have harbored only for him.
It was literally sickening, no matter how mature he was, how caring and kind he has always been to all of them, in the end he is still just a kid, someone who still didn't have a better understanding of his own feeling, and she, this ugly desire of hers, was using that to her advantage much to her disgust and disappointment. And it didn't make her feel any better either, it shouldn't have...
But the fluttering in her heart seemed to prove otherwise with how much it was begging for her to take him whole at the moment, to not waste anymore time wallowing within her own self pity and gnawing doubt eating at her resolve. It was hard, but she still managed to prevent herself from doing something that she might have regret later on. At least the oldest sister side in her is still strong enough to keep her desire at bay, but even she don't know how long it can stay like that. Especially with the cute pleading look he was giving her to say something, to not let the silence linger much longer in the heavy air suddenly filling the room.
But, there is also no one else to blame other than herself, that was more than clear enough since she was the one putting her brother in this position with her not so subtle change whenever she was around him. With the way her body reacted to his bright smile and gentle yet firm touch, even a single brush of his skin was enough to make her heart leap in joy like an addict. She just can't have enough of him, of this deprivation and pleasure only he can provide. And like an addiction also, it didn't really become a problem until she realized she won't be able to survive without it. That a second without him was a second wasted in her life. And she felt herself breaking apart at the thought, of how important her little brother has become in her life for her to do something so disgusting like this.
She know that, she had always known that about herself, about this ugly part of her conscious being consumed by her desire for him. But he didn't, he only know her as his oldest sister, as this person he looked up to the most with her charismatic and responsible characteristic being her greatest charm. Of this beautiful girl who has always been an eye candy to the lustful gazes of many men, and also a source of jealousy to her peers. But there is only one boy she have her eyes on, one that she truly believes will take good care of her heart for as long as they lives. Of the brother who only look at her with nothing but his adoration and admiration for her, and this pride, this sinful pride of hers, it was only falling madly in love with him. She wanted to be beautiful for him, she wanted him to always look at her, and she wanted nothing more than for her little brother to explore her body to the fullest. Since then, her feeling was only becoming more obvious to her in the way she least expected. And she abhorred herself for that.
If Eve can tempt Adam to eat the forbidden apple in the garden of Eden which God himself had specifically warned them not to, then why can't she have him for herself. If this world in itself is a punishment created for their sin of disobeying their creator, then why can't they make this place a heaven for themselves. Hell can only be as real as people make it to be.
And so does love with how blinding it was to the eyes of those who pursue it.
She just didn't have the same circumstances as them considering the person she had fallen for, of the complication coming from their bond being the only barrier between them. The reason why she can only pursue his affection beneath this facade she had kept up for his sake, a pathetic attempt to conceal her brother from her own desire and protect him like she was supposed to. But where did that bring her, literally back to him, back to the person she couldn't afford to hurt with her own feeling overwhelming herself.
And now, her brother was also the one who had completely broke that same barrier holding her back with what he was saying to her, of the weight coming from those simple words escaping from his own mouth.
She wanted him, she really do, but she also don't want their relationship to be build on her lies and deception. He deserved better than that, he deserved better than what she can give him. And so, like a selfish idiot she was, she kept up the front she had painfully stake up for his sake. To be the sister she needed to be for her little brother. For this foolish game of hers to continue.
"I... I like you too twerp." She bluntly said, a fake playful smirk plastered on her strained face. Though her dark blue eyes refused to look at him with the lies slipping from her lips. Her words are just as meaningless as her existance denying her of her growing desire for him.
Her eyes slightly widened when Lincoln suddenly pushed her, pinned her down on her bed, and hovered over her lying and prone figure with his face inches away from meeting hers, the tip of their noses barely touching with their breathe colliding between their reddening faces. Her blue eyes wide open in shock as his green eyes stared calmly into hers, sending his message clear enough to her with how close they are almost pressing against each other.
"L-Lincoln, what... What are you doing?" She weakly asked, her throat suddenly going dry as her body was only growing warmer under the pressure of his fond gaze. The look that she have always wanted to see from him, of his own desire for her. It was easy, so easy for her to take him right now.
And yet, she let him do whatever he wanted to her. It was weird, this helpless feeling of being so weak and vulnerable under his gaze, it was only making her warm body more frustrated with the desire building in the core of her nether region with the visible wet spot collecting against the crotch of her khakis short. Lori squeezed her legs together, a squeal stuck in her throat as she bit her bottom lips. She just hoped that he didn't realize how wet she was getting from this blatant showcase of his desire for her.
Though she also couldn't help but admired his resolve, unlike her who has been hiding her desire to herself, he was not afraid of showing it to her, to let her see the deepest content of his heart for herself.
"I like 'like' you Lori..." Lincoln barely whispered through his slightly parted lips, but it was clear enough for her to hear with how close they are. His voice as low as it was only worked on his favor to send the weight of his feeling to her in the quiet room, making it much harder for Lori to hold herself back especially with the firm look he was giving her.
She didn't even get the chance to organize her thought as Lincoln caressed her cheek in his right palm, gently tracing his fingers down her jawline before slightly lifting her chin up to look at him. His scent filling her nostrils as her heart started beating much faster when he slightly tilted his head and leaned closer towards her face. And she felt it, even with her eyes closed, she can feel it in her rapid heartbeat, in the growing heat seeping into the middle of her crotch, in the feeling of his soft lips against hers. The exquisite taste of her brother she never thought she will ever have the chance to possess. And yet here she was, being engulfed by this gluttonous desire he have solely for her, in the warmth of his passion burning her sacred flower with his sinful taste. And she don't think she will ever have enough of him, of this warmth consuming her entire body.
As his lips left hers, Lori opened her eyes to see his reddening face, of the light crimson coloring his cute freckled cheeks, and her core pinched with the desperation for him to fill her up again, to have more of his addicting and forbidden taste. And she would have done so if he didn't went in again for another kiss on her lips, startling her a bit with the sudden move, and he did it again, and again, he kept peppering her lips with kisses after kisses only growing in intensity as he was drunk with her sweet flavor. And it kept going on as Lori could only rubbed her damp and sticky thighs together in desperation under his short breath washing her blushing face in between his gentle kisses. She was being devoured by him, little by little she was losing to the temptation, to the hunger in his eyes as her body yearned for more of his curious touches on her feverish skin
And the final kiss was what she needed the most. It wasn't a simple kiss, it was more than that, it was his statement, the testament of his feeling for her.
With his weight briskly pressing down on her stomach, Lincoln cupped her cheeks in both of his hands, his hazy eyes clouded by his desire staring at her slightly parted and luscious red lips waiting for his.
"I love you Lori." Lincoln confessed. "I love you so much that I don't know if I can stop myself."
Their lips met once again and her heart skipped a beat when she felt his soft tongue gently sliding into her mouth and between her teeth, deepening the kiss while bringing her face closer with his hands placed on the back of her neck.
Lori squealed into his mouth, struggling to breathe with his fierce tongue savoring the taste of her sweet saliva mixing with his. Tears escaped from the corner of her eyes, the tip of their tongues swirled between their parted lips, soft and slippery while they were chasing for the pleasure of the other. It was exhilarating, from his refusal to let go of her lips and the clear lack of air in her lungs. She couldn't help but lost herself in the depravity of their sinful act, of his endless hunger consuming her sensitive flesh with wild abandon.
And her fragile body can only take so much before it break. Her brain turned into mush as she can no longer hold back the dew of arousal leaking from her soaked panties with the assault coming from his relentless kiss. Lori arched her back, a long moan escaped her quivering lips as a rush of her nectar gushed out from her sacred flower, seeping out from her shorts and staining her bedsheet. Her body twitched and she closed her legs tightly together while riding out her orgasmic climax drenching her shorts.
It was a new and exciting experience, for her to be left a sweaty and panting mess like this once he released her from the kiss, his face the same color as hers with a string of their mixed saliva sticking between their lips. Her generous breast heaving heavily beneath her tank top as her lower body shuddered into a slow halt along with the waves of her orgasm, taking all the energy out of her in an explosion of ecstasy and pleasure hitting the core of her sensitive private all at once. And that was only from his kiss alone, from the feeling he was more than glad to show and share with her. Something that she can only dream of before as a fantasy she created in her mind, of a life she can have with him.
"I'm sorry..." His warm breath grazed over the crook her sweaty neck, his eyes hidden beneath his white bang covering his forehead. "I know I'm being selfish right now, but I wanted you to know... I needed you to know." Lincoln placed a light kiss on her throat before slowly and carefully backing away from her and getting up from the bed.
"And I know what I'm doing is wrong, maybe I'm just being stupid but you can decide what you want to do next, I'm not going to force this feeling on you Lori..." Lincoln glanced at her from over his shoulder.
"You are still my big sister after all." He smiled.
...
The same genuine smile she can't get rid of her mind as she lay bothered on her bed for the night. Even now, her mind kept reminding her of the event that happened between her and Lincoln earlier that day, of his confession, of his kiss, of that amazing orgasm he unconsciously gave her still faintly lingering in her body. Especially the taste of his lips against hers still fresh in her memory much to her delight, that hunger in his eyes, in his touch, and the desire he held within his heart only for her. It was far beyond what she expected from him. To know that her own brother was capable of making her feel like this, a sensation and pleasure none other man could ever rival with, it was almost unbelievable how long she had managed to hold herself back from having him. And now he was giving her a chance to live the life she have always been dreaming for. To make her fantasy a reality she can live within. She just need to make the decision for herself. Though, she already know what she wanted. That has always been more than clear enough for her.
Lori shifted on her bed, trying to rest for the night, only to raise a brow when she felt the warm wetness growing between her damp thighs, her drenched light blue panties sticking close to her private, revealing the bump of her cameltoe barely hiding beneath the thin fabric. Not again...
This is literally like what? Her third time already changing her panties with how easily she got aroused since then. If this keep going on she might as well sleep naked for once as to not dirty more of her undergarments than she already did. But all of this was only happening because of him, because of her little brother.
It wasn't fair, she literally didn't get to do anything for him when he already gave her an experience she can never forget. How can she ever compete with that? How can she truly show her little brother what she is really feeling for him?
Sighing, Lori reached for the waistband of her panties only to wince when her fingers slightly brushed against her lean stomach. It wasn't anywhere close to her crotch but it was enough to send a shiver down her spine with how close it was to her sensitive nether region reacting to the stimulation from her touch. It was almost terrifying how much her body has changed since he kissed her earlier. And yet she also couldn't help but be delighted at the thought of her little brother being the one making her feel like this, to know that her own body was adapting to his desire for her. That he has left his mark on her body that no other man could ever compete with. And that thought was only making her feverish body more frustrated and desperate with hot arousal.
Maybe, just maybe...
Taking a deep breath, Lori glanced from the corner of her eyes, at her younger sister and roommate, Leni sleeping peacefully on her side of the room. Her free bosom pressed snugly together in her aquamarine nightdress as she was lying on her side. Her figure calmly rising up and and down with her breath as her lips slightly parted with the sound of her light snoring filling the quiet and dark room much to her relief.
Letting out a long breath of anticipation, Lori slowly and hesitantly reached her right hand down her slim stomach, hissing slightly with her head thrown back further into her pillow at the surge of electricity spreading throughout her body from her burning core reacting to the light brush of her delicate finger. She was starting to breathe heavily with her warm honey threatening to escape from her leaking slit, reddening further in frustration to be relieved from her breaking dam beneath her soaked panties.
She clenched her shaking thighs in desperation...
With her left hand roughly fondling her breast, Lori bit her bottom lips to prevent the squeal from escaping her mouth as she pushed her soaked panties aside from covering her flower already heating up from the stimulation, at the thought of her little brother doing naughty thing to her fragile and exposed body.
It... It wasn't enough...
'how much do you need me Lori? How much do you need your little brother to pleasure you?' His sultry voice whispered into her ear.
She was no longer in her room, instead she was in the bathroom, completely naked with the shower pouring down her shoulder length blonde hair sparkling under the ceiling light further accentuating the figure of her sinful body.
Of the shorter white haired boy standing behind her while pressing light kisses on her back, his hands traveling up from her hips, to her slim waist, and further up until they rested under her breasts, gently weighing them in his palms.
'You like this don't you? You like having your brother touching you like this?'
Lori smiled when his hands fondled her full breast, playfully teasing her stiff and sensitive nipples between his fingers before roughly burying his nails into the plump flesh of her darker mounds, eliciting a moan of euphoria with his touches. And yet she didn't look at him, her frustrated body only growing hotter as Lincoln slowly lowered his left hand down her stomach, tickling her belly button for a bit before reaching for the sacred flower hidden between her shaking legs almost falling over under the pressure of his touches stimulating her senses.
'Do you really want this Lori? Do you really want this from your own brother?'
She almost shouted at him, begging for the release she has been desperately waiting for. To be shown mercy under his torture depriving her of what she wanted the most. And yet he refused her of that, he refused her body of the relief she needed. He teased her to the edge of her climax only to deny her the satisfaction from her building frustration growing warmer between her weak legs struggling to carry the weight of her body consumed by the pleasure of his touches.
'Pfft, you are such a dirty little slut Lori... But you are my dirty little slut aren't you?'
His index finger lightly pressing on the nub of her clitoris, startling her body into a sudden jerk as Lori bent forwards to rub his erection poking into the crack of her butt. She don't need to look back to know that he was smiling at her as his sharp nails suddenly pinched the sensitive flesh between her clitoris, forcing a painful groan out of her lips with tears running down her cheeks. Lori instantly threw her head back in ecstasy at the harsh climax spraying out from her swollen lips, rushing out again and again like waves of her frustration spilling out from her dam. She heavily panted and moaned with her tongue lulling out from her mouth, riding the pleasure of her orgasm as her sticky essence running down her wobbling legs while Lori clasped his hand between her thighs.
'You are your cute little brother ~little slut~ aren't you... Lori?' He whispered into her ear, his warm breath cold against her sweaty skin as her muddled mind drowned by the pure pleasure of her climax.
But he wasn't there, as much as she would like to think otherwise, he wasn't really there with her. It was only a figment of her fantasy of him that she had created for herself.
And yet it was enough to leave her in a pathetic state of a sweaty mess, for her to end up in such a pathetic state of a sweaty mess...
Opening her eyes, Lori stared at her soaked right hand as she slowly pulled it out from between her twitching crotch still recovering from her raging orgasm. Of the silvery strand of liquid sticking between her well manicured fingers slightly sparkling under the moonlight shining from the window of her room. It was beautiful, the way they stuck and stretched between her fingers. From the consistency of the strange liquid almost making it similar to the pure color of a pearl. It was fascinating, to know that her body was able to produce something like this, that there is a beauty in her arousal, in her desire, in her twisted and forbidden feeling for her little brother always being at the center of her beating heart. That the thought of him alone was enough to reveal this strange liquid dwelling within the core of her womb, of her most sacred place begging for his own instrument of desire for her.
It was... It was wonderful, exhilarating, exciting even! Of how the real him would feel like instead of the one in her fantasy. How his smaller body would fit perfectly in hers, of his inexperience and curious touches exploring her naked skin under her guidance as his big sister, to show him each and every step on how to make a woman feel good, to make him a man... Her man.
Smiling, Lori brought her soaked hand closer to her face, sniffing for the strange smell of her sticky desire for a bit before inserting her index finger into her mouth. Her soft tongue hungrily licking the strange liquid clean from her finger, chasing for the mysterious new taste she just can't have enough with. And her eyes slightly widened at the taste filling her mouth, It was sweet, like a cloud of cotton candy being melted inside her body from the burning of her core begging for him, for her little brother.
Her mouth watered at the thought as some of her saliva started running down her chin with the growing curiosity of his taste, of his own desire for her, would it really taste as sweet as hers? Or would it taste even better like a candy she never had before?
Would he like the taste of her desire for him, of this sweet and honey flavor leaking from her sacred flower only at the thought of him alone. She don't know, but she wanted to know! She wanted to know what her brother would think of this sweet nectar born from her forbidden desire for him, of this sinful flavor sweetening the twisted nature of their forsaken bond.
As Lori sat up on her bed, her hazy eyes brightened at the sight of the empty bottle of water resting on her nightstand. A proof of her laziness to go down to the kitchen in the middle of the night. And a wide smile crept upon her face with the idea popping into her mind of a solution to her curiosity.
The night is far from over and she still have a lot to do until the sun rise up...
Cheerfully humming to herself, Lori brought her knees closer to her chest and carefully pulled her panties down her right leg, then the other before throwing it under her bed.
It would literally be a shame if she didn't get to share this candy with someone...
...
It was late, far later in the morning than what Lincoln would have preferred. But then again, it's not like he actually got much sleep done last night to begin with, even now his tired mind was still riddled with the event that had happened yesterday. Of his foolish heart getting ahead of him as to do something so ridiculous and out of this world like that. It was amazing that he is still alive, that the weight of his action didn't completely crush him out of existence yet with the pressure only falling heavier on his shoulders. If he can just stay in his room, then he would have probably done so already, but alas he also need to eat much to his dismay when his stomach growled angrily at him earlier while he was forcing himself to sleep. But his body already know what he wanted, and to deny it demand would only bring more harm than good to himself.
So, what exactly happened yesterday?
He don't want to talk about it...
He is not in the right state of mind to even think about it, at least not until he get his fill for the morning. But he also doubted there is anything much in the kitchen anymore since he is probably also the last one waking up. And with Lynn's unbridled appetite and high metabolism, he would be lucky if there is even a snack bar left in the fridge. Especially since she also have a soccer game today with her team. Something important that she kept reminding him whenever she accidentally kicked the ball into his room while attempting a new trick shot or something like that. Other than the bruise on the back of his head, he can pretty sure say that he was left more or less unharmed, he just can't say the same about the fragile content of his room being the victim to her merciless triumph. Oh well, you lose some, you win some.
Though he probably lost a lot more in some other way...
Gritting his teeth, Lincoln unconsciously slammed his fist into the concrete wall in the bathroom while looking at his reflection, at the idiot with messy white hair glaring back at him from within the mirror.
"I hope you're done messing everything up." He scowled at himself.
It wasn't supposed to be like this, he was supposed to just talk with her like he had planned, to discuss about this feeling he had noticed only becoming more apparent lately whenever she was around him. Then how did this happen, how did it end up like this? And how can he be so stupid as to make everything worse for himself.
It just doesn't make sense, where exactly in his plan that say he need to kiss his sister!
He already know what he is feeling for her is wrong, then why did he need to make it worse by kissing her, and not only once at that. What drove him to mess up that badly with his plan, to dig his own grave with his bare hands as if the hole wasn't deep enough. It's almost felt like a horrible joke if it wasn't happening to him.
But it did, and there is nothing he can do to change that. Another mess that he still need to figure out being added into his already exhausted mind. Though he is also the only one to blame for putting himself in this ridiculous situation, of this spiraling desire growing in his heart to be more precise. This desire slowly taking control of him in the way he least expected.
But human has always been slaves to their desire, the source of their sinful act to the heaven.
And he was no different than them, a sinner for this twisted desire he have for her, for his sister.
He... He don't know what he is feeling. He just know one thing and one thing only.
Lori has such a soft and luscious lips...
A light blush crossed his cheeks as Lincoln stared at his reflection. At the same white haired boy he almost can't recognized being himself.
It was bad, he was falling for her so bad to the point that he can barely control himself anymore. It was daunting, to know that his own body was reacting like this because of her, because of this desire pushing him to commit the most dangerous of sin with his sister. And yet he couldn't help but revel in the feeling of her soft lips against his, of her exquisite taste still lingering in his mouth, of the sensation from their intertwined tongues mixing their saliva into a new concoction of drug born from their desire.
And he just can't have enough of her...
He just can't have enough of the face she made after their last and final kiss still clear in his mind, haunting his dreamless night with hot shame and arousal pitching a tent in his boxer. Of the dark stain sticking to the soft fabric covering his crotch.
His body has grown reliable to her taste, now only demanding it from him to satiate his thirst and hunger with her naked flesh. To have more of her taste that his heart was desperately yearning for.
And he for once couldn't help but agree with how fast his heart was beating in his chest. He need her, he wanted more of her, he longed for her gentle touch and soft voice close to his ears.
Letting out a sigh, Lincoln ran his right hand through his white hair in frustration before stepping out from the bathroom. Not at all bothered to change out from his orange pajama as he walked down the stairs. With Lynn having a soccer game today, he don't think anyone would be in the house other than him, especially with how insistence Lynn was to have the rest of them there to watch her running on the field. Honestly, he was kind of surprised that Lynn didn't actually drag him out of his bed earlier to come with them.
But he also wasn't one to deny a gift like this being given to him in his moment of weakness. To have the entire house for himself after what happened yesterday, it was almost starting to look like a good day, and it would certainly be if not for the mess still bothering his mind with their incessant and screeching argument only worsening his increasing headache.
What he would give just to get rid of them for a short moment of reprieve...
He step abruptly halted, his nose perked up at the fragrance smell of something sweet lingering in the air. He was still in the living room but it was enough to get his attention with how strong the scent was wafting from the kitchen. And it didn't take long either for him to realize that he wasn't alone in the house, that someone actually managed to escape from going to one of Lynn's game, which is already a great accomplishment in his book. But that also meant one of his sister would be staying at home with him until they get back, and that person in itself would decide how his day would continue.
He just hoped it wasn't the sister he thought it was...
He would rather be with the rest of his family to watch Lynn's game than humiliating himself more with the awkward silence certainly being a barrier after what happened between them yesterday.
Taking a deep breath, Lincoln resumed walking, his throat only getting drier as his stomach at the enticing smell luring his empty stomach deeper into the kitchen.
"Good morning Linky~!" At the cheerful voice, his eyes slightly widened as he was slightly taken aback by the sight before him almost stopping his heartbeat into a halt.
It was her, and yet in some sort of way it also wasn't her. At least not the sister he know of. She was wearing her casual clothes, a light blue tank top, khakis short and sandal with the additional of a yellow apron, but there is something different about them, he just can't quite put his finger on it.
It was almost as if she was glowing under the warm sunlight accentuating the curves of her body from the window while she was facing away from him. And the sweet smell of the baking good in the oven only grew stronger with her natural scent enveloping his senses, not only making his stomach lurched in hunger but make his mouth water with his desire leaking from his lips.
"G-good morning... Lori." He hesitantly said before slowly taking his seat near the counter top.
"You must be really hungry if you're drooling like that." She giggled, smiling even further when she caught his eyes staring at her plump butt while she was leaning down to take the tray of cookies out from the oven.
"Don't worry though, I made all of this just for you." She placed the tray on the counter and took off her mittens, the sweet scent of chocolate chip cookies wafted in the air as Lincoln couldn't help but only look at his oldest sister standing Infront of him with her hands placed on her back. Her breast slightly bounced beneath her apron as Lori slightly leaned down to kiss his forehead, only making his freckled cheeks blushed even brighter with her gesture. "Lynn tried to wake you up earlier for her game but I told her that you aren't feeling that well, that I would also stay back to take care of you." She explained.
"Sorry, there aren't really much for breakfast, or is it lunch already? Since Lynn kind of stuffed herself earlier before her game." Lori took off her apron and placed it near the sink.
"It's... It's fine Lori, I didn't really mind it that much." Lincoln unconsciously picked up one of the cookie from the tray before taking a small bite only to have his eyes wide open when he realized how hot it was on his tongue.
Realizing his mistake Lori chuckled before lifting his chin with her index finger. Their eyes met and a smile spreaded on her face. "Don't be silly Linky, I know you're hungry, but not that hungry." She whispered before planting her lips against his, catching him by surprise for a bit as Lincoln slowly closed his eyes when he felt her tounge molding into his slightly parted teeth to meet his already waiting for her. The taste of the chocolate chip only adding more flavor to her already sickly sweet saliva mixing with his.
As Lori pulled back, a strand of their saliva hung between their tongues before she licked it clean from his mouth, slightly lifting her head to show her brother the movement of her throat swallowing their liquid. Once she was done, she looked back at her shocked brother staring at her with his face bright red. And it only grew a shade darker when Lori opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out for him to see. To show that she didn't waste even a single drop of his flavor.
"I hope this isn't too hot for you..." She muttered in a low voice, closing in to his face before gently nibbling on his bottom lips between her teeth. Their eyes not once breaking away from their locked gazes, chasing for the desire building within their heating bodies.
"I already made some for you earlier, they should be good to eat by now." Lori said, taking a different batch of chocolate chip cookies that she had kept much prior in a glass bowl.
"Go ahead try them." She offered with a smile, tucking a stray strand of her golden blonde hair behind her ear.
Looking at the bowl of cookies, Lincoln reached for one of the treat and brought it to his mouth, his eyes glancing shortly at Lori slightly squirming while squeezing her legs with a hot blush coloring her cheeks.
He took a bite of the cookie and his eyes brightened at the amazing taste filling his mouth much to his surprise, it was even better than what could be find at the store specifically for this kind of baking goodness. Already finishing with his first one, Lincoln reached for another before throwing it into his opened mouth already waiting for the delicious treat bringing joy to his tongue. But there is also something else beneath them, a tangy aftertaste followed by the sugary taste of cotton candy only making the flavor last longer in his mouth.
"So, how was it?" Lori asked with a cute tilt of her head, waiting for his answer with great anticipation.
"It's... It's really good, there is something strange about the taste but I still like the flavor." He replied, already stuffing another cookie into his mouth. "What did you put in this?" He curiously asked.
"Love, the love i have for you from last night as I erupted from pleasure while thinking about you." Lori eagerly said, leaning closer to his face while sticking her butt up.
His eyes traveled down her smile, the trail of sweat running down her neck and into the gap of her braless cleavage, further down her slim stomach, and to the crotch of her khakis short already dampened with her nectar of desire leaking from the fabric before dripping to the floor.
Lori clenched her legs tighter as her body twitched when she felt the pinch in her burning core under his curious gaze exploring her naughty body reacting to his desire for her. "I-I'm glad you like it Linky, your cookies have my love juices in the dough!" She excitedly said while pressing and rubbing her wet crotch on the corner edge of the counter.
With that new information in mind, Lincoln stared at the cookie in his hand, at the latest batch still cooling down on the metal tray. Even with all the cookies presented before him by her generosity, he still don't think it would be enough. That it won't get anywhere close to the real deal. But he also don't want to waste this proof of her desire for him.
Smiling, Lincoln casually slipped the cookie into his mouth. "I didn't know you would taste so good." And his heart skipped a beat at the way her smile widened even further in pure joy while she was looking at him.
Their lips met again when she closed the distance between them, only this time it was a short and chaste one as she leaned her forehead against his with their noses slightly brushing.
"I hope you still have some space for dessert." Lori seductively whispered.
...
It didn't take long for them to get into her room with Lori leading him there, her light steps barely making a sound with how quick she was with her pace. And he find himself only smiling further in amusement at how eager she was since then. But he can't say that he didn't share the same sentiment as her since his body was no longer listening to the mess happening in his head. There is only her, and her alone being the sole objective in his mind. To see more of this side of her that he knew she had been hiding from him for his own sake.
But he have always known that hasn't he...
Of her weak excuse to not wear a bra or panties while she was around him, of how close she was to him as to the point of almost rubbing against his skin, of the bathroom's door always being unlocked whenever she was using it. He had always noticed her changes when he was involved, though he never stopped her, he should but he don't want to. And most of all, her smile, the smile she always wore whenever they were together, the same beautiful smile that he couldn't help but wanting to see more from her, from the sister who find pleasure in this desire she have for him, her own brother.
And now he was giving all of himself to see that smile again. To truly understand the weight of her desire for him as his own.
Crawling onto her bed and sticking her butt up for him to watch, Lori turned around and leaned against the pillow being placed at the head of her bedframe. She unbuttoned her short, almost taking it off before an idea came into her mind. With a devious smile plastered on her face, she lifted her head to look at her brother still staring at her from the edge of the bed.
"What are you waiting for Linky? Come and help your big sister will you?" She playfully teased while raising her right leg towards him.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Lincoln crawled towards her as Lori simply raised her hands over her head, her half lidded eyes only luring him to get closer against her feverish body already waiting for his touch.
"Go on Linky, I won't bite you." She pressed her toes against the middle of his chest, abruptly halting his movement for a bit. "Not unless you wanted me to."
As Lori lowered her foot from his chest, Lincoln reached for the waistband of her short, hesitated for a moment before finally and slowly pulling it along both of her slender legs until she dropped her sweaty thighs on his shoulders. She locked his head between her legs as he slightly winced not from the soft flesh squeezing his cheeks but the heat of her arousal radiating from her nether region.
"I hope you like it down there, your face looks really nice between my thighs~" Her eyes slightly widened as her body shuddered when his warm breath caressed her crotch, almost completely breaking her dam. Her body is too sensitive right now, she don't know how much longer she can actually hold herself.
Lincoln was mesmerized, he don't how to explain it but the sight of her pink slits leaking with her hot nectar, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Of the way her soaked panties sticking close to her slightly hairy private, a silvery strand of her desire stretching out between her cameltoe and the fabric once covering her sacred flower when he pulled her panties away. And her strong dewy smell emitted from her sex was only tempting him to get closer, to bury his nose into her wet opening before sticking his tongue into her melting inside for her most forbidden taste. It was all for him alone.
Lori arched her back in ecstasy as Lincoln lapped his soft tongue around her opening, licking her sweat and the nectar trailing down her butt crack.
"L-Lincoln, stop... Stop teasing me already." She hissed while fondling her breast and grabbing a handful of his white hair in her balled fist, only burying his face deeper into her nether region when he began spreading her lips apart with his fingers. A surge of electricity went through her body when she felt his tongue moving inside her, his teeth slightly grazing the nub of his clitoris as his chin pressing against her pink butt hole.
"Aahhh~ L-Lincoln... Lincoln... Lincoln~" She kept moaning for his name as her little brother explored her damp and soft walls tightening against the slithery flesh of his tongue pushing deeper into her opening.
It didn't take long as her dam finally broke, Lori buried her nails into his scalp, a squeal escaped from her lips, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as a stream of her hot desire spraying out from her slits and straight into his waiting mouth quickly swallowing her sweet nectar.
Her body shook and twitched in both pain and pleasure as she rode out her orgasm, pushing her crotch deeper into his face as her little brother happily clean the sticky essence from her reddening slits. She was desperately panting for air, even as Lincoln kept licking her opening, her waist jerked slightly with how sensitive it was under his touch. It was amazing, everything about him was amazing.
Glancing at her alarm clock resting on her nightstand, Lori smiled to see that there is still time before the other would get back from Lynn's game.
She was beyond spent, but she also don't want to waste their only time together with how much of a luxury it was, especially now with their desire being out for each of them to see. And there is still something that she wanted to try with him, a fantasy of her that she would like to make a reality for him.
Pushing herself up from the bed, Lori caught his lips with hers, savoring the sweet taste of her own arousal mixing with his saliva only making it even better between their tongues.
Smiling, Lori released him from the kiss, though not without kissing the tip of her nose first before getting down from the bed and taking off her tank top as her full breast bounced down freely from their constrain. She covered her stiff nipples with her left arm, making a show of swaying her butt while walking towards the door before opening it.
"Why don't we continue this somewhere steamy?" Lori glanced at him from over her shoulder, a smirk plastered on her sweaty face with her messy blonde hair sticking to her forehead.
With Lori already leaving her room for the bathroom, Lincoln got up from the bed and slowly unbuttoned his pajama shirt.
Even with the sweet nectar she just treated him with earlier, his throat is still dry for more of her sinful flavor.
And he also wouldn't mind having dinner early.