Unspoken Pleasure

Kim grinned knowingly, and Lexi suddenly saw a glimpse of the future in her friend's smile. Real as if it were written in stone. Lexi's legs wrapped around the ginger girl's head as she lapped up Lexi's sweetness, the world drifting by the library window. Both girls writhing in Lexi's dorm room. Rubbing each other off in Kim and Cole's apartment. A whole existence seemed to play out in Lexi's mind. They were lovers, a couple, more. But that was far in the future, with a few twists and turns yet ahead. Yet for a blink, it was like Lexi could see it all. And then it was gone.

Now, in the moment, Kim smiled, rested her hand on Lexi's shoulder, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I should probably be getting back," she said, "I'm supposed to meet Cole in a little bit."

Lexi fixed her own skirt, so she was sure she was covered. "Are you going to tell him? About this?"

"Only if you want me to," Kim said.

"I'm not sure," Lexi said, meaning it. They started to make their way through the bookshelves. It felt like a much quicker trip back. Before, it seemed like a student would have to do some serious searching to find Kim's 'spot.' Now, Lexi wondered if someone would hear them as soon as the elevator doors opened. It scared her, but also gave her a thrill. Lexi realized she needed a spot of her own.

"Well, if you're not sure, I won't say anything to Cole," Kim said, "Take it from a girl who's fucking her brother, there's a lot of value in discretion."

Lexi nodded. She got that.

Back at the elevators, Kim hit the button to head down. The machine made a loud groan, then started to inch its way up to get them.

"I hope you know how much I appreciate that," Kim said as they got on the elevator, "You understanding about me and Cole. You spend enough time on the Internet you'd think everyone's fucking their family. They're not. I know what Cole and I are doing is horrible and wrong. But it's also right for us and I've learned to accept both sides of that. I didn't even mean to tell you. In the moment I got carried away. I guess I got lucky."

"Me too," Lexi said, "Carried away, I mean." I'm fucking my brother, too. I'm fucking my brother, too. Lexi repeated it again and again. She couldn't make the words come out. The elevator door opened, and Kim stepped away. The redhead blew Lexi a little kiss and then she was gone.

Lexi stood there, the words still echoing in her mind. I'll tell her next time, she promised herself. She was still unsure of exactly how to say it, but she knew that holding back the truth would be far harder. There was a lot to look forward to here, Lexi could tell. She just wasn't ready to start heading that way yet.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

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Molly wandered around the empty house in her pajamas, feeling like a lost soul. The buxom blonde was wearing what she thought of as little girl pjs: a long-sleeved shirt and long, fuzzy pants, covered in images of unicorns pooping rainbows. She'd thought they were funny, playful, when she bought the set. Now, she felt like the only joke about them was on her.

This was the clothing of a child. And Molly was definitely not one of those.

Everywhere she went, there were reminders. In her own bedroom, Molly remembered herself and her Daddy. The spankings. The rubbing each other. Or, if she preferred, the time she made out with Lexi in there.

In the living room, she thought about fucking her older brother while Lexi helped them along. Austin had come so close to cumming in her unprotected pussy. Was he really going to do that before their parents interrupted? She didn't think so -- she trusted her brother -- but in the moment... Molly should have been disgusted by the thought of carrying her brother's baby. But the only thing that bothered her about the idea was that she wouldn't be carrying her father's instead. Wasn't that way worse? Molly was a smart girl. She could weigh the dangers on either side. On the one hand, siblings were the most genetically similar creatures on the planet. Having a brother-baby was about as biologically safe as mixing a wasp with a rattlesnake.

But her father planting his seed in the place that he himself had helped create had to be way worse, right? Oh whatever. Why try to weigh dousing yourself in kerosene and then swallowing a match against electrocuting yourself while underwater? They were both supremely stupid ideas.

But none of that stopped Molly's sexual memories from flooding her as she moped around the house. Not to mention all the other places in their lives. In the car, sucking off her father. At church, getting it in the ass. All the crazy things the family had done at the campground...

Molly felt surrounded by it. And at the same time, very much alone. Her father and mother were both out at work. Austin had moved back to his apartment. Usually Lexi was around for at least a part of the day, but Molly's older sister had gone up to State that morning to pick up some books. Not that Molly had so much company when Lexi was at home, either. The tall brunette spent most of her time in the basement, running on the treadmill. The two girls had barely spoken since that night when the siblings had all been caught with each other.

Everyone was moving on. Except Molly, apparently. Her mother's new rule, no more secrets, didn't apply if there were no confidences to keep. Molly packed for school, even though she still had plenty of time. She ate cold cereal or microwave pizza. She went for walks. Caught up on books, TV shows. Every sound she made seemed to echo. She did nothing yet felt unbelievably tired. Was this depression? Molly didn't think it was, but she thought the Internet might disagree. Molly was about to take a nap when she heard the garage door open. She was still in the living room, and she sat up on the couch attentively, like a dog waiting for her master. It was Lexi.

The tall brunette waved at her sister as she came up the stairs from the garage. "How was school?" Molly asked.