TABOO TALES(erotica)

And now there was embarrassment, yes, but only because she had caught him – but it was overwhelmed what he had seen. He played it back in his mind, like an artist dwelling on the exquisite detail of a priceless painting, further enriched by the memory of his other senses too – like her smell: the sweetness of her perfume and the odour of her cunt, subtle and irresistible; and the wet sounds of her vulva as she played. The memory invoked a surge of lust and he quickly unzipped himself and drew out his cock, stroking it vigorously as he remembered. Ellie… fuck, how had she got so hot? Her tits… the tight little body, moving sinuously as she serviced herself. Her fingers, long and slim as they grasped the dildo, and the wet, warm opening to her body gripping the shining black plastic.

And as he stroked his cock he imagined a different scenario: how she might have opened her eyes and smiled as she saw him. The whispered invitation to come closer, to stand beside her and watch as she played; the soft sounds of her cunt, the bubbling juices. The look in her eyes as she watched his face. He imagined her setting aside the dildo and grasping his cock with slippery fingers, pulling it towards her… the tip touching her wetness, poised at the entrance. He envisaged her face, staring up at him with an expression of desperate lust on her face. He imagined penetrating her… punching upwards into that tight, quivering little body.

With a soft groan Jason spurted: jets of hot jism splashing over his hand, and in his mind’s eye he pictured it spraying into his sister, and he could see the flare in her eyes as she felt her brother’s warmth infuse her.

*****

Ellie came down to breakfast a little late the next morning and Jason was sat at the table. His eyes slid away as she looked at him.

Her mother smiled. ‘Morning, Ellie.’

‘Hi Mum – so where are you going?’

‘Your father asked me to join him at ten – he’s making the opening speech on the new project and there will be a lunch afterwards.’ She set a plate of bacon and eggs on the table and stood back. ‘Are you in today?’

Ellie nodded. ‘I guess. I have an assignment due in a couple of days so I figured I’d work on that. Jason will probably do what he usually does, which is nothing.’ She waited for him to respond but he was uncharacteristically quiet. ‘We’ll clear up, Mum – is there anything else you need?’

‘Not really.’ Her mother undid her apron and hung it on the door. ‘I’ll be back about three. Be good.’

Jason spooned his cereal into his mouth whilst he looked everywhere except at his sister, and she ate her bacon and eggs. The silence stretched out to the point of discomfort.

‘So how long were you watching?’ Ellie asked at length.

His eyes slid to her face. ‘I thought we weren’t going to talk about it any more.’

‘We aren’t going to talk about it to other people – that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t. So how long?’

‘Uh, well, only a few seconds.’ His expression betrayed the lie.

‘Bullshit. You were stood there perving. So how long?’

Jason set down his spoon with a clatter. ‘Shit, I don’t know El! I went into your room not knowing what to expect – certainly not you, but there you were there with -‘ he broke off, leaving the rest of the sentence unsaid: a dildo up your clout. He stared at his sister for a moment, an angry look almost as if he blamed her for what had happened, and then the shadows in his eyes shifted and she could see him remembering, picturing how the light had gleamed on the soft, wet folds of her cunt. ‘It was a shock,’ he said, ‘and I just froze. You would have done the same if it had been the other way around.’

‘I would have knocked on the door first.’

‘Whatever,’ Jason’s voice was sullen. ‘Look, I’ve said I’m sorry – I don’t know what more I can do.’

Ellie realised the conversation had descended into something she hadn’t intended. ‘I’ll figure something out,’ she said lightly. ‘Let’s say – ten credits?’ It was an old thing – if one of them pissed off the other they had to do something in return.

‘Ten!’ Jason said. Normally it was only two or three when he fucked up.

‘Ten,’ Ellie said firmly. ‘And be happy it wasn’t twenty.’

*****

‘So why can’t Dad do it?’ Jason’s voice was petulant.

‘He’s working.’

‘He doesn’t work on Saturdays.’

Suzy Paige shrugged. She was a handsome woman of forty five but sometimes she felt older, particularly when Jason was being difficult. ‘He is today.’

‘But I was going out with my mates,’ Jason persisted.

‘You can still do that, Jason, but I need you to help me for an hour or so. It’s really not much to ask.’ She glanced at her son. ‘Ellie’s coming, so it won’t take long with three of us and I’ll drop you off wherever you want afterwards.’

The thought that his sister would be with them cheered Jason up. It had been four days since they’d had the breakfast conversation and although they hadn’t spoken much he found himself thinking of her a lot. ‘So where are we going?’ he asked.

‘We pick it up from a house in Kingston and drop it off at Fairmont.’

Jason shrugged. Collecting second hand fridges wasn’t the most exciting way to spend a Saturday morning, but at least Ellie would be there. He glanced at her, taking in the short black skirt and the yellow tank top. She’d brushed her hair until it gleamed and there was a touch of gloss on her lips. She was gorgeous, and he suddenly wanted to spend the whole day with her, not just an hour.

‘Ok,’ he said. ‘Sorry. Of course I’ll help.’

‘All right.’

They set off an hour later, Ellie in the front with her mother and Jason in the back. The old Ford station wagon didn’t have air con and it was already hot. He fastened his gaze on the back of his sister’s head, watching as her hair stirred in the breeze from the open window. He felt he wanted to get to know her better, to get closer. To see if what had happened had changed the way she thought about him too, but he didn’t know where to begin.

‘So what are you doing later, El?’ he asked.

She turned her head. ‘Shopping.’

‘Perhaps I could come with you – uh, you know, that is, if you don’t mind.’

‘I thought you were going out with your friends.’

‘They’ll be gone by the time we get back.’

Ellie regarded him for a moment. On Saturdays he usually looked scruffy but she saw he’d shaved and was wearing smart shorts and a clean shirt for a change. ‘So you really want to go to the shops with me?’ she asked.

‘Sure. I need some ideas about – well, you know.’ It was their mother’s birthday in a fortnight.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Ellie was surprised he’d even remembered. Normally Jason’s presents consisted of a promise to get them something that never eventuated. ‘Sure,’ she said. ‘But I’m meeting Sassie at twelve, so you’ll need to split by then.’ Sassie was her new friend from work, a dark skinned girl whose real name was unpronounceable.

‘I’m happy to stick around for lunch,’ he said. ‘I wouldn’t mind meeting her.’

Ellie shook her head. ‘Nah. We’ve got a date with a bunch of others – you know, a chick thing.’ In fact it was just her and Sassie, but she had no intention of letting Jason or anyone else from the family intrude. Some things were better kept apart. ‘So why do you want to meet her?’ she asked.

Jason shrugged. ‘Just being friendly.’

Ellie said nothing, but she thought it odd. In the past he’d shown no interest in her or her friends but now – well, now he was different all of a sudden. Perhaps he was still feeling guilty? The thought reminded her of when he’d caught her she groaned inwardly. It was something she’d rather forget.

*

There was a man waiting for them on the step and he took them into the garage. ‘There it is,’ he said, ‘I’ve cleaned her up but I hope you’re feeling strong. She’s a heavy mother.’

‘I – um didn’t realise it was so big,’ said Suzy. Is it going to fit in the car?’

The man examined the Ford with a weathered eye. ‘I reckon – but it will be tight.’

He was right. The four of them stood back, breathing heavily. The fridge lay like a vast coffin in the back. Ellie looked at her mother. ‘So where do we sit?’

‘You’ll have to both sit in the front.’ She watched as her children squeezed in beside her before starting the engine and backing out. Ellie was on Jason’s lap and she looked uncomfortable, but it was only a ten minute drive. After they’d delivered the fridge Suzy dropped them off at the shopping centre.

‘Let’s go and have a coffee,’ Jason said. He led them to a nearby cafe and ordered two cappuccinos before sitting back and observing his sister. ‘You’re very quiet.’

‘I’m still trying to get over what you did to me in the car.’

‘What? I didn’t do anything!’

‘Yes you did, unless it was a loose spring in the car seat poking me in the fanny.’ She pressed her finger to her cheek in a parody of someone in deep thought. ‘Ah – let me think! Was it a spring? No – I don’t think so, because you were sitting on the seat and I was sitting on you – so what else could it have been?’

Jason’s face was red. ‘I couldn’t help it.’

‘Really? You got a boner for your sister? You seriously need to think about that.’

‘I wasn’t thinking that you were my sister – I was just remem -‘ Jason stopped suddenly as his brain caught up with his mouth and Ellie could see colour deepening in his cheeks.

‘Well, go on – what were you remembering?’