Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Jenna took a deep breath and then a look of determination took over her face. She was the serious twin. The smart one. I know Amy thought we were all coddled, but Jenna really did fight for what she wanted. It was one of the many ways in which she was amazing.

Jenna walked right up to the landscape window. The entire city spread out before her. We were high, but it was only eight floors up. Anyone walking past could simply look up and see. There were other buildings around us, and they had a clear view, as well. It wasn’t like being broadcast on the Internet, in some ways it was way worse.

Jenna dipped her right hand into her green panties.

“Underwear off,” Amy said, “Let them all get a good look.”

Jenna pushed her panties to the ground. Her pussy was bare, and it put her even further on display. Her hand grazed her clit and she shuddered, with a loud uhn. Remember, I’d seen my little sister’s orgasm. Several times, in fact. I had a pretty good idea of what her apex looked like. I knew what a tiny bit of pleasure was versus her big, blow out bomb. My sister had barely touched herself and she was already cumming. HARD.

“Fuck those gummies are good,” Amy muttered.

Jenna rubbed her clit with abandon. Before her first orgasm could finish another one steamrolled over her. Her body cinched and I swear she almost fell over. But she kept stroking herself. Thighs trembling. Knees bent. Eyes rolling up in her head. Pink, shaven pussy exposed to the world. Being in front of that window had to have been a massive turn-on for Jenna, considering how quickly her cums piled on top of each other.

Finally, my baby sister screamed like she’d been stabbed and tipped backward. She landed on her butt with a bounce, but it didn’t stop her ecstasy, shaking her like a seizure.

“Oh God oh God oh God.” The words spilled out of her mouth, then she finally stilled. Breaths coming in great, hungry gulps.

“Holy fuck,” Brianna said. She stared at her twin like she’d just witnessed something divine in the truest sense of the word. Which, perhaps, she had.

Jenna slowly stood up, but her legs betrayed her, and she tumbled back down. She ended up crawling back to the couch. Her whole body seemed to radiate satisfaction. A dull smile played on her face.

Before anyone could issue another dare, Brianna jumped to her feet. “I want to do that,” she declared.

“It’s not a dare if someone already did it,” Amy said. Seriously, where was she coming up with this stuff? “You can stand in front of the window. But your sister has to get you off.”

Jenna groaned, neither a good nor a bad sound. If it bothered Brianna at all, she didn’t show it. Instead, the buxom blonde pranced over to the window and stood there, staring out at the city.

Her twin crawled back over. Poor Jenna was still recovering from her own self-given orgasm and now she had to provide one to Brianna, as well. The brunette dutifully sat up on her knees. She pulled her twin’s blue panties down and found her pussy. Unlike her sister, Brianna didn’t shave at all — she had a full, blonde bush between her legs.

I’d read a lot about how women were different than men and you couldn’t just grab their private parts and go. Well, Jenna clearly hadn’t heard that. She reached right into Brianna’s little snatch and started strumming her sister’s clit for all it was worth.

Brianna gasped. Her body cinched, but she stayed upright, eyes focused on the skyline. The blonde girl began to chant as her sister worked her over. “Here I am. Look at me. Here I am. Look at me.” Like she was begging for the entire city to turn her way and marvel at the beautiful blonde getting jilled off by her own twin sister.

Jenna slid her hand up Brianna’s back and unclipped her bra.

“Yeah, show them my huge tits,” Brianna whispered. The cups fell away and now my sister was completely naked. Her breasts, impossibly massive, stood out in proud defiance of the laws of gravity. Her dark nipples pursed forward, begging to be pinched. Jenna obliged. One hand manipulated her sister’s chest while the other worked her cunt.

Brianna gasped. “Oh fuck.” It escaped her lips like steam from a kettle. She flushed as pink as her sister. Her whole body straightened. Went completely stiff. Then suddenly. “Oh FUCK!” Brianna shouted. Her mouth hung open in silent scream. She fell back to the side. Jenna quickly shifted from problem to solution, catching her twin and carefully helping her to the ground.

Brianna was clearly still enduring her orgasm. Her whole body seemed racked by it. For a moment, I legit thought we were going to have to call emergency, she seemed so overwhelmed by what her body was doing.

Finally, Brianna took a deep rasping breath. Her body softened and she started to move normally again.

“That was. Holy fuck. I mean. Wow.”

“You OK?” Jenna asked. She was still holding her sister, looking down at her with concern.

“You, twinny-twin-twin, know how to rub a goddamn pussy,” Brianna said.

“It was more than just me,” Jenna said, but she blushed all the same.

“I think, maybe, we need to take a break from dirty dares,” Amy said, “Before someone dies.”

Again, I gave my older sister a disappointed look. What was she trying to do to me? But the blonde girl simply smirked and patted the ground for me to sit next to her. The twins made their way back over to the couch, as well.

We were all in a state of serious undress. Both Brianna and I were completely naked. Jenna was in only her bra. Amy was ‘fully dressed’ in that she had on both a bra and panties. That set a very low bar for what could be considered clothed in the apartment.

“Let’s do some truths,” Amy said, “Just for a little bit so you girls can recover, OK?”

We all nodded. I didn’t remember agreeing to play Truth or Dare. Or, honestly, whatever the heck this game was. But at this point I think Amy could have told us we were going to play a game called ‘clean my bathroom’ and we’d all have readily agreed.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

That said, I think the air went out of the room a little with Amy’s suggestion. Both my younger sisters had been screaming in orgasm a moment before. My dick was so hard I could use it to chop ice. But we were all going to have a little chat, now. It was deflating in all the meanings of that word.

“Brianna, truth,” Amy said, “Was that the best orgasm you’ve ever had?”

And just like that, the air was back in the room. This was almost as hot as watching my little sisters get off. OK, it wasn’t close but still. It was damn good. My dick stiffened right back up again.

“No, it wasn’t my best orgasm,” Brianna said quickly, then stopped herself. She got quiet. “The first time. When Chase came in me? That was the best. By like, a lot.”

I tried to keep the grin off my face, but I couldn’t.

“See, you truly are special to your sisters,” Amy said.

“Uh huh,” I said, stupidly.

“Same question, Amy,” Jenna said, grabbing a rare moment of control “Best orgasm?”

Amy looked at me, then nodded her head. I swore I saw her even blush a little. My all-business older sister. Was she really so shy about what I could do with her?

“I mean, obviously,” Amy said, “I broke up with my boyfriend because of it.”

“Wait,” Brianna said, “You broke up with Luke?”

“You guys were together forever,” Jenna said.

“You left your boyfriend so you could fuck your brother,” Brianna said.

Amy nodded. Now she really was blushing. It was… I mean, of all the things I’d seen the past week or so. Everything that had passed my eyes: the tits, the pussies, the orgasms. Yet this, my sister quietly confessing that I’d made her cum harder than she ever had before, was by far the sexiest, most arresting, thing I’d ever witnessed. And then it got better.

“There were lots of reasons,” Amy said. “We’d been fighting all the time and… But yeah. Yes. Chase, pushed me over the top in like, a bunch of different ways.”

In that moment, I saw something in Amy I’d never noticed before. She was vulnerable. Her flushed body. The way she said each word, carefully, like it was a dangerous threat that might escape.

Amy done something totally insane. And she knew it. She didn’t want to be happy about her choices, but she was. All that insecurity and worry rose right to the surface. I think all of us were shocked by it. Maybe Amy most of all. Our robotic older sister was human after all.

“Moving on,” Amy said, quickly moving to change the subject, “Chase. Favorite sister?”

“Oh no, I’m not that stupid,” I said.

“You have to answer,” Amy said.

“Yes,” Jenna and Brianna chorused. Oh my God these girls were going to be the death of me.

“I love you all equally,” I said.

“I didn’t say love, I said favorite,” Amy said. She stared me down. She was going to make me do it, I could tell. This was another favorite game of hers: making me shame my younger sisters. At least before she’d done it behind their backs. Now both Brianna and Jenna were looking right at me. And I couldn’t. Wouldn’t.

“You’re each my favorite in different ways,” I said, crossing my arms.

“Booooo!” Jenna said. Brianna and Amy jeered and hissed. But I wouldn’t budge. I would have been safer jumping out of an airplane into a pit of poisonous snakes circling electrified spikes covered in nuclear bombs than telling those girls I liked one of them more than the other.

“I don’t think that’s the truth,” Amy said, “I think Chase should have to do a punishment.” The twins both agreed with a little too much enthusiasm for my liking.

“Make him jerk off by the window,” Jenna said.

“Make him go get more batteries from that guy,” Brianna said.

“No, since our brother won’t admit who his favorite sister is, I think we should have a competition to prove who it really is,” Amy said. The girls’ eyes all went alight at that. I didn’t know what to think in that moment. I mean, this could be good, right? OK, I was probably doomed. Only my balls were now in so much pain I didn’t care. My next orgasm felt so close and raw, it might kill me, anyway.