All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

There was a boy who tried, once. James, someone I met during a first-year social at University. He was funny, but it petered out pretty quickly when I was clearly not interested in anything but friendship. Part of me was glad, the constant flirting was tiring. I've never been into men. Yes, they're fun, and some of them (like my climbers) are incredibly well built and attractive examples. But I've never felt that spark.I first noticed girls when I was 12. I was an awkward gangly freckled girl who didn't fit into the 'sugar, spice and everything nice' mould. I'd sooner play football than be inside learning to be cultured. I'd sooner be waist deep in a bog than be in a dress. This singled me out, and made me a target for ridicule throughout school. Loosing Mum and Dad made everything a million times worse, because I no longer had either of them to listen to me or hold me while I sobbed.But I had Lexi. I told her everything. Everything, that is, except this.---We've reached the weir,

She's lying on her back, legs slightly bent. Suddenly she shifts one of her legs, and I hear a soft whimper. The blankets are moving slightly. Is she... she is! I feel myself starting to flush and my pulse starts to race as I realise I've caught her playing with herself. It's incredibly embarrassing. I know I should make some noise, roll over again or something, but I can't... I'm so turned on by the thought that my sister is masturbating not three metres from me that I can't do anything but slowly slide my own hand back down, slipping a finger gently between my lips and finding my clit. I stroke myself, heart thumping in my chest, listening Alexis playing with herself.I can hear her breathing tempo increase, and my own does in sympathy. I build and build, then my thighs clamp down on my hand as I start to climax, finger stroking along my clit and lips down to my aching entrance while I hear Alexis whimpering a quiet 'fuckfuckfuck'.I lie dead still as I recover, trying not to shudde

I squeeze her as best I can, and slowly the shaking stops. She takes a deep, shuddering breath, and scrubs at her eyes with the back of a hand. Impulsively I plant a kiss on her forehead; something she's always done to me but that I've never reciprocated, till now. I feel an upwelling of fierce love for my sister, this strong but fragile woman who weathered everything life threw at us while still managing to raise me on the straight and narrow path. I snort at the inadvertent pun, then shake my head at Lexi's puzzled frown.'Come up here' I say. 'There's room for both of us.' I wriggle back against the backrest of the couch, and make room for Lexi to squeeze herself in just in front of me. It works because she's a waif and I'm slender; if either of us had any spare weight she'd be on the floor. It's a tight fit, but we manage, and I wrap my left arm around her to hold her against me.---We lie, listening to the fire hissing. My breathing falls into a natural rhythm, and hers slows to

I groan, and squeeze my legs together hard. So is mine, I want to say, but I can't summon the courage. But I suspect she knows anyway.'So why me, here, now?''Because,' she answers. 'I needed the attention and I think you did too.''Even though I'm your sister?''Especially since. I know you, I love you, and in your current state you can't run.' She gives me a mischievous grin.'No fair, preying on the wounded.''I didn't hear you complaining.', she retorts.I lie quietly, watching her breasts rise and fall as she breathes. My thoughts are churning furiously. Neither of us are sozzled, and Lexi's clearly in full control of herself.And yet... the entire situation seems like a dream. I'll freely admit to frequent fantasies about her, but the actual physical reality of it is overloading my ability to function. All I can smell is her, all I can feel is her.She suddenly wiggles her arm loose from under me and I make an involuntary complaining noise.She smiles. 'Sorry, Robs, losing circ

We lie like that for some unknowable length of time, not saying anything, just content to feel and consider. Flickering light from the fire fills the room, and I for one don't want to break the spell.Lexi speaks first, with a quiet 'Wow.'I twist to look up at her.'Seriously, Robs, if I'd suspected you were that talented I'd have let you do that long ago.''If I'd known how unbelievably hot you were under your clothes, and your taste and scent, I'd have raped you in your sleep long before that' I return, quietly.'Really?' she laughs, slightly out of breath.'I've loved you all my life, Lexi. I think I've wanted you for most of it.'She turns her head to look at me. 'I've known that for a while, Robs.'I lie quietly for a while. 'And it didn't bother you?''You're my sister.' she says, as if that should explain it all. 'At first I thought it was sweet... but then, as I got older and learned stuff I got... intrigued, I guess. But when it was just the two of us I needed to make sure t