Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

“I got a glance at your back for, like, a second and a half. You’ve been staring at me mostly naked for the past ten minutes,” I said, gesturing at my outfit, or my lack of one for the most part. My erection bobbed slightly under my boxer briefs, as if agreeing. “An exchange would only be fair.”

“So, you’ll do it, but only if your sisters get naked with you?” Amy asked. I noticed she said your sisters and not us. I thought back through our conversations. Everything that Amy had said and done that night. Had I read the room wrong? Were the odds already in my favor? There was only one way to find out for sure. I had to bluff.

“I think we should all walk out of here now,” I said, “You can be satisfied that you humiliated me, and I can be well and chastised. I’ve learned my lesson and I won’t stare at any of you anymore.”

“Pssshhhhh. I’ll believe that when I see it,” Amy said, “You’re not getting out of this that easy.” Oh God fucking yes!

“If you won’t leave, then we all have to get naked together,” I said, the confidence practically radiating off me. Amy had told me everything I needed to know and now? This was going to be fun.

“I don’t see how that’s even remotely fair,” Jenna said. Brianna agreed. But Amy didn’t say anything. The twins both looked up at their older sister, waiting for her to shoot me down. The tall blonde stood there, thoughtful.

“Amy?” the twins gasped at once.

“Who goes first?” Amy asked.

“Amy!” the twins shouted.

“Girls first, like before,” I said.

“No,” Amy said.

My older sister shook her head firmly. Jenna and Brianna let out a deep sigh of relief.

I did my best to hide my disappointment. They were my sisters, yes, but I couldn’t help yearning to see those three painfully attractive women get totally naked. And I really thought that Amy was on my side for some reason.

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But I’d misread the whole situation. I’d reached too far and now the opportunity was lost. I’d be thinking about those girls in their underwear for a long time. And wondering how I’d missed out on seeing so much more.

“I understand,” I said, unable to hide the sadness in my voice.

“We should all take off our clothes at the same time,” Amy said, “Agreed?”

Hell YES we were agreed!

Jenna and Brianna both glared at their older sister like this was a game of Risk and they’d just been betrayed. I, on the other hand, felt like I could light the whole room with my happiness. I was about to see my sisters’ Kamchatkas. Or at least some excellent titties.

This time, it was Jenna and Brianna who pulled Amy out of the room. They dragged her along like a kid throwing a tantrum in a toy store.

“We’re not doing it, Amy,” Jenna said as soon as they closed the door behind them, “I’m not getting naked in front of my big brother.”

“There’s no way,” Brianna said.

“Come on,” Amy said, “You can’t tell me you don’t want to see your brother’s… His thing.”

“If you want to see it so bad, you get naked,” Jenna said.

“It has to be all of us or none of us,” Amy said, “That’s the only way it works. To punish him, I mean.”

“It doesn’t seem to be working at all,” Jenna said, “Unless the plan is for all of us to get naked.”

There was a long pause.

“Come on, it’ll be awesome,” Amy said, “Especially if you’ve never seen one before. I bet Chase hasn’t seen anything like your… stuff, either. Think of it as being, like, educational.”

“I mean, maybe it’s not that big a deal?” Brianna said.

“That’s the spirit,” Amy said, “I mean, you’ve already seen so much already. And that’s just his boxers. Don’t you want to know what your big brother’s packing?”

“I thought you said it was tiny,” Brianna said.

“You girls know I can hear you, right?” I asked.

Silence.

One by one, my sisters filed back into the bedroom, looking mortified. I enjoyed watching them all over again. Jenna’s lithe little body. Brianna’s wide hips and massive tits. Amy’s amazing… well, everything. And yet it wasn’t enough. I knew I could get them naked now. Had to.

“Your little sisters have an issue with our agreement,” Amy said. Again, always about ‘my little sisters.’ My big sister? She had no problem at all. I didn’t even think to wonder why, I was just so happy it was happening.

“What if we have a compromise?” I said, “You all have two pieces of clothing on to my one. So, each of us can take one thing off. You girls won’t have to be completely naked, but I will. We each get something, but no one gets everything.”

It was better than nothing, I reasoned. Certainly, it was an improvement on staring at each other in a half-naked stand off for the next hour.

“So, like, we would all take off our bras and you would remove your boxers?” Brianna asked.

“I don’t know,” Jenna said.

“Seems fair enough to me,” Amy said, “In fact, I’ll even go first.”

Just like that, my older blonde sister reached back, unsnapped her bra, and… Oh. My. God. The black lace fell away. Amy’s amazing breasts sprung free. Bare, perky and beautiful. Tear-drop-shaped with little, erect pink nubs. You couldn’t sculpt a pair that would come even close to the works of art sitting on my older sister’s chest.

Amy crossed her arms under her magnificent mounds and tried to still look stern. The twins just stared back. There was a pause where I think even my big sister thought she might have gone too far.

“Fine,” Brianna said, “What the hell.” She reached down and pulled her undershirt off. My little sister’s massive tits spilled out. It was impossible to imagine how, but that thin white cami had actually been holding Bree’s boobies back a bit. Where Amy had grapefruits, Brianna had full-on cantaloupes capped with big, dark nipples.

Her bounteous breasts revealed, Brianna tucked her blonde hair behind her ear and looked away from all of us.

“Jesus, Bree,” Amy said it again.

“They’re not like, too bad, are they?” Brianna asked. Her cheeks were almost as pink as Jenna’s.

“Are you joking?” Jenna asked, now staring down ashamedly at her own chest.

“They’re awesome,” I said, “Seriously.” I was in a tough spot. I wanted to hoot and holler. To cheer in celebration of all this incredible boob-age. Of course, I knew if I acted like that, this whole thing was over. But I couldn’t exactly purse my lips in disdain, either.

To my surprise, Brianna blushed all the more. “Thanks, Chase,” she said and smiled at me.

Now both Brianna and Amy were topless and looking over at Jenna. She rolled her eyes.

“Not that much to see, anyway,” Jenna grumbled and took off her top. Her breasts were small, though certainly not non-existent. Her plums only looked petite next to her sisters’ more voluminous fruits. Her puffy, pink nipples pointed slightly upwards.

Jenna sighed, sadly. Brianna reached over and tweaked Jenna’s nipple playfully, but Jenna slapped her twin’s hand away.

“Oh come on,” Brianna said, “I was only having a little fun.”

“This isn’t fun for me,” Jenna said. Except it did sort of sound like she was having fun.

“Yours are pretty awesome, too,” I said, “Just in a different way.”

“Uh huh,” Jenna said. She twisted back and forth slightly, “Can we get this over with?”

I stepped forward and tucked my thumbs into the waistband of my boxers. This was the final step. The end of our adventure together. I hadn’t gotten my sisters to go all the way, but topless was pretty great all its own.

Now I’d step out of my underwear. Show them my dick. And that would be it. I kind of wanted to draw it out a little bit. To savor my last moments with my sisters’ tits out.

I dragged my boxer briefs down. My penis – God, somehow still even harder than before – caught on the elastic and popped up. Like waving hi to my sexy sisters. I kicked my underwear to the side and stood straight. My cock, now an almost angry purple, throbbed like it was about to explode.

The room went back to that deader than dead silence. I could hear my own heartbeat, I swear. Could see it pulsing in my penis as it pointed impossibly straight. You could have hung a towel on that thing. Or a goddammed three-piece suit with a trench coat. Olympic divers leap off less rigid materials. You get my point.

“Wow,” Amy said. Breaking the silence.

“Is that…?” Brianna asked again.

“Nooooo,” Amy said, “No no no. I mean Luke’s isn’t even… Wow.”

“God, does this whole family have a strain of sexual gigantism?” Jenna asked, “And why the fuck did it skip me?”

With all the attention, I couldn’t help but smile a little, you know, cockily. I mean, at first, I assumed my sisters were just being nice. I don’t have a porn cock, I swear. Maybe a bit thicker than what I suppose is average but not, like, freakish. My girlfriends had never said anything about it. But my sisters were clearly impressed and what can I say? I was enjoying the attention.

The girls were so engrossed with what was between my legs, they didn’t even bother to cover their chests and I took the chance to examine them all over again. Jenna’s tits were little but still hot as hell. Her puffy pink nipples especially. Brianna’s boobs were, I mean, modern marvels of bio-engineering at the very least. They were like massive twin mountains set on a tiny island of a body. And Amy’s breasts? I couldn’t imagine a more perfect pair. The shape and size – gravity defying and mind blowing – all at the same time.

And that was it. We’d exposed all that we would. Nothing to do now but get dressed and go back downstairs. Dammit.

“You should touch it,” Amy said, “Touch him.” I heard someone gasp. I think it might have been me. I waited for another round of arguing. But instead, my blonde little sister smiled at me shyly and asked,