บททั้งหมดของ Dirty Family Secrets: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

My top was the part I had to modify the most. I had an old, cropped t-shirt. Pretty basic, before I got to work on it. It was black, so it matched the rest of my outfit. It had short sleeves that just barely covered my armpits. The bottom edge covered my tits, but only by about two inches. Perfect. After making sure it fit properly, I took it off and grabbed a pair of scissors and started cutting. Artistically. I carefully cut a dozen little circles of fabric away from it, giving it an almost "fishnet" look to match my leggings. The holes were placed very strategically. I had two larger ones near where my boobs would be. They weren't directly on top of my nipples, but I knew you'd be able to catch glimpses of them when I danced. Of course, that wouldn't do in public. So the last thing I did was used some black tape to make X's over each of my nipples. (It was thrilling to me when I had to go ask my dad if I could borrow his electrical tape.)Satisfied with my outfit, I went to work on

Theodore.}}The drive home from the club gave me time to try to collect myself. It was spinning with thoughts, as had become all too common lately. Maddie had hopped in the back seat with me, instead of sitting up front with mom. At first, I thought it would be weird. But everyone in the car seemed to know there was something going on between the two of us, even though we had yet to talk about it "as a group". Would that conversation happen at some point? One spoken plainly, without any innuendos?It was getting harder and harder to comprehend my feelings about what was happening between me and my sister. Just last weekend, Maddie and I shared mutual orgasms while literally going through the motions of sex, albeit without actual penetration. And it was honestly the best (and hottest) sexual experience of my life.Unfortunately, the next morning when I woke up, I started having doubts again. It seemed like every time I got really worked up around my sister, my barriers crumbled. Only

My sister had her lips parted slightly and she looked like she was out of breath. "Do you like what you see?" she whispered.I swallowed, hard. Fucking hell, Maddie. Before I could say anything, she turned away from me and started walking toward the tv room. I stared at her naked back, taking in every contour of skin my eyes could see. Even the way her shoulder blades jutted out as she walked was erotic. She spoke without turning toward me, "I have a proposal.""Wha-what proposal?" I asked, choking on the first word. She still had her back to me."Come," she said. Like I was a puppy. Then she patted the cushion to her right as she sat down on my couch. "Sit," she added.Obediently, I walked toward her. My legs felt unsteady but thankfully the room wasn't spinning. I was well beyond tipsy, though. When I rounded the couch, I couldn't help but stare at my sister's breasts once more. They clung to her chest like two melons waiting to be plucked from a tree. I decided that my sister's tit

The rest of the people faded from my mind and then it was just me and my brother. The music drummed on, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. It didn't matter to us. We found a rhythm with each new song, but really it felt like the music was catering to our needs and not the other way around. Our bodies remained pressed together for half an hour while we danced. Teddy was a very good dancer, and I wasn't that bad myself.Finally, I decided to turn up the volume a bit, so I reached a hand between us and gave his cock a gentle squeeze through his pants. He was staring down at me, his arms wrapped around my waist. He had his hands on my lower back, but once I got "handsy" with his crotch, he slid them down onto my ass. Now that was more like it! A tingle in my pussy made me start to roll my hips forward, grinding against him. I had to slide my hand out from between us, of course. But I figured direct pussy on dick stimulation was better anyway.After a few minutes, I decided to give him a litt

Then I flitted out of his room and strutted down to the tv room, throwing myself on the couch, still naked. I was breathing so hard, I couldn't hear a thing. But I waited a good fifteen minutes, until the sound of my breathing was quiet enough that I could listen for any "unauthorized" noises coming from my brother's room. After a count of a hundred, I was satisfied that he was abiding by my request not to masturbate. Even though I hadn't asked him directly. Once again, he proved to be the perfect brother. God damn I fucking loved him.Smiling to myself, I drifted to sleep, despite my extreme level of arousal.{Theodore.}}My sister was trying to kill me. I was sure of it. When I woke up the next morning, my balls ached worse than they ever had before. It literally felt like they were throbbing. With a groan, I got out of bed and went to find her. She was asleep on the couch with a blanket pulled over her. Even though I couldn't see her body, I knew she was naked since I had seen her