Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I thought about what Amy had done to the twins at her apartment. Drugging them without their knowledge, using their bodies. Then the whole thing at the end where she basically admitted she was trying to get them pregnant. Ruin their lives. Maybe she truly believed this was what was best for the twins. But I couldn’t trust Amy to keep her own self-interests from getting in the way.

“You’re right,” I said, “Of course. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“We’re going to hold you to that, Chase,” Jenna said.

“If you agree now, there’s no going back,” Brianna said.

“We mean it Chase,” Jenna said, “All those things we said – everything we promised to do. It really will stop if you betray us.”

I sat back on the icy bench and watched the trees sway in the winter wind. A few students walked by, but the world was calm, empty. Just little swirls of snow and the distant sounds of traffic. Yes. I could do this. For my little sisters? I would do anything in the world.

“Tell me what I need to do,” I said.

“Nothing yet,” Jenna said, “Just go along with everything we say. We promise it will all work out for the best. For all of us.”

“What are you two up to?” I asked, warily. I stood up from the bench and stretched.

“Oh, nothing too bad,” Brianna said.

“I bet you’re going to enjoy it,” Jenna said.

“In fact, we need to get going,” Brianna said, looking down at her phone. “Amy’s waiting for us right now.

*

We took an Uber downtown to Amy’s apartment. The city was as sleepy as my campus had been, and we whizzed through streets that were usually clogged with traffic. I tried to interrogate my sisters as we went, but they stayed tight lipped.

When we got to Amy’s building the doorman recognized the three of us immediately. He waved and let us in. I kept waiting for the twins to text Amy. Or to at least buzz her door. Instead, we went straight up, as if Amy was expecting us. Both twins looked very serious as the elevator groaned upwards. Even Brianna, which I knew was very hard for her to do.

“Remember, Chase, whatever we say,” Jenna said. The more the twins tried to convince me, the more it made me nervous. What were the two of them up to?

I understood why they were upset. Amy had said it was all in fun, but it was pretty clear she meant her own fun. And maybe mine, too. Definitely not for Jenna and Brianna. Amy herself had vacillated on whether she was playing around or was actually trying to do something mean to my little sisters. That was always the problem with Amy: she was the proverbial girl with the curl: she could be oh so good in one breath and extremely evil in the next. Which Amy you got, well, you didn’t know until she showed up. And then sometimes they switched mid-sentence.

Amy had given all sorts of explanations for her behavior. That she’d been drunk or horny. Sometimes she said it was my fault, that I was driving her to do those things. Sometimes I believed her. In the end, the twins had decided that their older sister needed to be taught a lesson. Not knowing what they were planning, it was hard for me to agree or disagree. I supposed a little prank could be harmless and even fun. I worried that my baby sisters were planning something way more dangerous.

The elevator door dinged open. We walked down the hall. I expected the girls to knock, but Jenna showed me she’d palmed Amy’s door key. The brunette clicked the lock open and we stepped inside. The apartment looked the same as I remembered it. Tastefully furnished, well appointed, though quite cleaner than how we’d left it the last time. The massive windows opened out to that incredible view of the city. I still couldn’t get over it.

The place was empty. Where had Amy gone? Were we going to booby trap her apartment or something like that? The girls stripped off their coats and hats. They were both wearing sweaters and jeans, like always.

I heard a loud, muffled shout come from Amy’s bedroom. The twins both looked at me and shrugged their shoulders. Who me?

The hallway to Amy’s bedroom was dark. Only a bit of light slipped out of her door. Anxiously, I padded down the hardwood floor. I was only wearing socks, I’d taken off my shoes at the entrance, and so I sort of skated my way along. I started to shout, ask Amy what was wrong, but something held my voice in. My older sister was moaning and groaning, and it echoed softly down the hallway.

Her door was cracked open, no more than an inch. Wan, yellow light escaped down the hall. I walked up to the doorway. Looked inside. And there, in a halo of golden brightness, I saw my blonde big sister.

Oh my God.

Amy was on her back and completely naked. Tied to the bed. Both her arms and legs individually roped to the frame. She was completely spread out. Her sex gaping pink, as if it was trying to shout. Amy’s mouth was gagged. Her eyes, already wide, seemed to jump in size as soon as she saw me.

I knew Amy was attractive. I’d seen her this way many times. But seeing her now, tied to the bed, it was like finding a mythical goddess to have at my disposal. Amy wasn’t just attractive or even striking. She was fucking incredible. Her tan skin and perfectly formed butt. The way her golden hair splayed out over the pillow. I watched as Amy flexed every muscle. How her perfect breasts rose with every breath. The way her toned, thin core gave way to her wide, womanly hips.

“Amy, what happened!” I asked, as if I really didn’t know. I went up to her and undid the gag. My older sister gasped for air.

“Your stupid, slutty, little sisters did this to me!” Amy said. Her face was red with rage. Her eyes alight. I tried to treat this seriously, but part of me couldn’t. For one thing, I had a hard time believing the twins could do something that was intended to hurt anyone. They were both so sweet.

For another, this was my amazing older sister. Naked. Spread out for me to enjoy. Her perfect body, incredible breasts, pouting pink pussy. I looked again.

“They shaved you?”

“I had a little fun,” Brianna said. Both she and Jenna came into the room. They were smiling, shyly.

“This isn’t funny,” Amy said, “Untie me, you little fuckers.”

I stood there, conflicted. The twins shook their heads at me, vehemently. I knew what I was supposed to do now. I had my orders. The problem was, Amy was giving me very different instructions and I no longer knew who to follow.

The twins had promised a bit of innocent fun at Amy’s expense. I understood why they wanted that. But this seemed like a bit too much.

I looked down at Amy. She was looking at me strangely, panting heavily.

“You OK?” I asked my older sister. She nodded yes, then shook her head no.

“They gave me something,” Amy said.

I glared back at the twins. They were both looking elsewhere.

“Like you said Amy,” Jenna said, “We’re just a pair of tits and an ass. If our brother wants a real fuck, he has to come to you.”

“And here he is,” Brianna said. “Don’t you want it? Aren’t you the incest queen?”

To my shock, Amy lowered her eyes, meekly. “Yes,” she said. I expected her to argue. To scream and fight. Instead, she looked close to tears.

“What did you give her?” I asked. Again, I got no answer from the twins.

“Come on, Chase,” Jenna said.

“You agreed,” Brianna said.

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“Give it to her,” Brianna said.

The twin speak was messing with my brain.

“It’s OK,” Amy said, her voice remarkably soft and calm. It was like some strange spell had come over her. If she was a sex wizard, like Jenna had said earlier, then Amy’s own magic had been turned against her.

“See? Our older sister wants you to fuck her,” Jenna said.

“Please, Chase,” Amy said, “I’m fucking burning up right now. I want you so bad.”

“I’m not… I don’t feel good about this,” I said.

“You felt fine the last time you fucked me,” Jenna said, “When you took my ass.”

“You were OK with cumming all over my face. In my unprotected pussy,” Brianna said.

The girls bringing up my past indiscretions did not make me feel any better about this.

“It’s OK, Chase,” Amy said. She was lying back on the bed, eyes half lidded. Her pussy gaping, like it would suck onto the first hard thing it could find. “The twins said if I let you fuck me they’d let me go.”

“That’s what we agreed,” Jenna said.

“See, not so bad,” Brianna said, “Seems like everyone wins.”

“Amy drugged you,” I said, “She used your bodies. So, you’re doing the same to her?”

“Exactly,” the twins chorused.

“Chase, whatever they gave me, I’m so fucking horny,” Amy said, “Please, I need to cum so bad.” I realized that what I’d ascribed to anger earlier wasn’t that at all. It was need. Amy was covered in sweat. Her thighs were slick with grool. She was aching for it, like some kind of fuck-crazy fever. “It’s OK. I’m glad you want to stand up for me. It makes me feel so good that my little brother cares. But right now, I don’t give a fuck about any of it. I just need cock. Yours. Please, Chase. For them. For me.”

“She took, like, a lot of ecstasy,” Jenna said.

“Way more than she should have,” Brianna said.

“What a shame,” Jenna said.

“And now she’s going to get fucked by her brother,” Brianna said, “Like a little incest slut. Isn’t that right, Amy?”

Amy growled, but she agreed. It did make sense as revenge, I supposed. As I’d already pointed out, it did kind of mirror what had happened to the twins. And besides, I knew Amy would have sex with me willingly, even without the pills and the ropes. It was only a game, like we always played. Another variant on our sick, sibling sex frenzy.