Love Like a Blue Shell Pt. 04

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Taylor said.

"Yeah dude," Tim said.

"More fucking, less fighting!" Alexa shouted. Of course, Paige's pal was the troublemaker in the group. Colin should have expected it.

It seemed as if no one knew where to go from there, so they all just stayed frozen in place. Finally Zoe broke the tension.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to see some action. We've been building to this all day. So let's just do it. Let's get out the red cards and race."

"Some of them are really bad," Taylor said, not even looking away from Tim, "Like stuff I wouldn't do if you paid me."

"OK" Courtney said, "That's fine. Whoever wins their race can look at three red dare cards. Then they can pick one. That way, none of the really wrong stuff has to happen."

Colin wasn't exactly sure how that solved anything. A winner could still make someone do something awful, but the rest of the room seemed OK with it.

"Fine," Taylor said and sat back down, "Fan-freaking-tastic." Tim agreed and flopped down on the far side of the room. Well, Colin thought, at least that problem was solved.

*

Race one would be a grand prix -- four races -- between Colin and Paige. How he kept drawing his little sister Colin didn't know, but it didn't matter. He was stuck. Secretly happily stuck at that. But he kept up his pout-face for appearances.

Whatever anger Colin had been feeling before, Tim and Taylor's fight had knocked it out of him. Colin realized he didn't care what Courtney did. Or anyone really. Just Paige. And if this race meant he could have her, even for a moment... Hell, he was willing to go through a lot worse than that for the woman he loved. Realistically, Colin he knew he couldn't have Paige -- he'd never have her -- but he was committed to chasing for as long as he could.

Colin sat down on the couch next to his pretty little sister. He was completely naked, but she'd managed to survive with her white and blue bra and panties set. Colin couldn't help but appreciate what his sister was already showing. Couldn't help but anticipate what else she might reveal.

Outside it was still snowing hard. The party was all watching the screen, rapt, though Colin thought that he could see some hands sneaking into places they shouldn't be. The alcohol was out again and someone was passing around a joint. The room felt tight. Over bright. The Mario music chirped happily.

Paige tied her brown hair back in a ponytail, then leaned over and gave Colin a little kiss on the cheek. "You can have my ass anytime you want, big bro. But first you have to win it."

"Any time...?" Colin asked but then the race started. Paige laughed maniacally as she sped off. Her little distraction had worked -- Paige took the race with ease.

The next track, Colin was able to focus a bit better and he managed to squeak out a win. Paige punished him for that with the third race. She practically lapped him. Colin needed the last one or his little sister would move on to the next round.

He wasn't sure why, but Colin felt the need to beat his sister. Maybe it was so Paige wouldn't move on and do all kinds of dares with other guys. Maybe it was Colin's competitive nature. Or maybe, he admitted to himself, the only thing he wanted in the world in that moment was to hold his sister completely. And winning was the only way he could see to do it.

Colin took the lead immediately. One lap passed. Then the second. He had this. And then whoooosh! His screen went blue and it was all over. Paige jumped up and cheered. She'd beaten him.

After the room died down, Taylor pulled out a thin stack of red cards. Even the color seemed ominous. They screamed danger and Colin suddenly wondered if they'd chosen the wrong way. Taylor took out three, blind, and handed them to Paige. Colin couldn't see what the options were. He tried to search his sister's eyes but saw nothing. His heart was pounding in his chest like he'd just run the race instead of playing it on screen.

Paige picked her card carefully, like she was defusing a bomb, and then nodded in Colin's direction.

"I think we should do these in private," Paige said. The room all groaned but everyone who was racing quickly agreed. "You guys go ahead and do the next race. We'll be right back."

Paige took Colin's hand and led him back to the master bedroom. It was dark in there and she left it that way. Colin could make out the little details of the room he knew so well. The frilly curtains and heavy dressers. More pillows then he ever imagined owning.

"Get on the bed," Paige said, throatily. Colin climbed onto his marital bed, lay down on the marital sheets. Pushed back the marital comforter. His head was actually resting on one of Courtney's pillows. Paige stood at the foot of the bed and shook her hair out. Then she reached behind herself and shed her remaining clothing. Paige's amazing breasts hung loose and Colin salivated at the sight of them.

"Your body is amazing, Paige," Colin said.

Paige climbed up onto the bed. She tossed the card to the side where Colin couldn't see it.

She lowered herself over his body, sort of rubbed his nose with her own. Her breasts teased lightly at his chest. His penis trapped between them. Paige felt so warm and soft. Colin could smell her cherry lips and he reached to kiss them but she sort of pulled back.

Colin was here, exactly where he'd wished and prayed he could be again: naked in bed with his baby sister. His whole body seemed to hold in place, like any movement might scare her away.

"I screwed up," she told him.

"You didn't," Colin said, "It was me. My fault."

"We shouldn't have fucked," Paige said. Colin felt his heart break. What was all this for then? The nudity. The bed. All for one last recrimination before saying goodbye forever? "I was drunk and really horny and I just wanted a dick so bad and so I thought yours was as good as any other. I'm sorry."

Colin felt like he might cry. He wrapped his arms around his sister, like if he held her there she'd never go away. Paige leaned her head down and kissed Colin softly on the lips. It was warm and wonderful and that little shiver shot down his spine and up his arms.

"God, I'm so sorry, Paige," Colin said. She shushed him.

"We should have made love," Paige said. And then the tears really did come.

"I love you Colin," Paige said, "I've loved you since I don't know when. I just didn't know how to say it. And you were with that stupid slut."

"Courtney."

"Yeah, her. And I felt like telling you how I felt was just asking to get hurt. Then you took me to that dumb Mario Kart party and we got drunk and... I don't care anymore. I want to be with you. If you don't want to be with me then that's your loss. But I love you."

Colin looked up and saw Paige was crying too. He kissed her mouth, slowly, like it was the most precious thing in the world. Because of course it was. Then slowly, he gripped Paige and rolled her over onto her back.

"Colin?" she asked, her brown eyes looking scared, "Say something."

He kissed her again, then dragged his tongue down her neck, her chest. He took her beautiful breast in his mouth and sucked on the nipple. Then the other. He dropped lower now. Facing her pussy. It was practically purple and dripping. He could even see her clit poking out.

"I love you too," Colin said, then assaulted her opening with his mouth. His tongue. Paige gasped, then moaned. Colin focused everything he had on Paige's twat. He knew he was no Tim, but then he also knew that no person could ever make him feel what Paige did. And that would be more than enough.

"Oh GOD I love my brother," Paige cried. Colin tried to shush her, but she just shook her head.

"I don't care," Paige said, "I want that slut to hear. My brother is mine."

Colin just laughed and went back to licking Paige's pussy. Her hands shot down and grabbed Colin's hair, lifting his head.

"Say it," Paige growled, "Mine."

"I'm yours," Colin said, "Yours only." And he smiled because, unlike those other times playing with Taylor, he knew that it was true. Paige kept hold of his head and pulled him forward. She kissed him again, licking her own juices off his face. Then she grabbed his cock and held it at her entrance.

"Mine forever," Paige said, squeezing. Colin just nodded. She pulled him forward, so that the head of his dick began to slide into his sister. "This isn't a mistake. It's us. Ours. The only thing that matters." She reached back, grabbed his buns, and pulled him forward. Colin didn't need encouragement, he pushed until his cock was buried in his sweet little sis.

There was that perfection again. That strange satisfaction of feeling something fit exactly. Like Paige's pussy was made for his cock, and his dick was designed for hers. Not just a tightness -- an elemental alignment where every vein and ridge seemed to have a slot where it belonged inside his baby sister.

"We're going to make love today," Paige said, "Tomorrow. Forever. And you're going to put your baby in my belly."

"Now?" Colin asked.

"Eventually. Need to get off the pill first. If, you know, you want that."

"Definitely," Colin said.

"Now make your little sister yours," Paige said.

Colin pulled back and then slowly pushed forward. He covered her body in kisses as he slowly slid back and forth . They both groaned, pawed at each other, like searching for every bit of their love. Colin wanted to rush forward, but he made himself focus on Paige's pleasure. She reached down and found her clit and started rubbing it. Then she screamed as her body straightened.

Paige kissed Colin hard. Put her hand on his face. "I change my mind," Paige said, "I want you to fuck me."

*

Outside in the living room, it was impossible not to hear the constant banging as the bed beat against the walls. Paige's shrieks and cries.

"My husband is fucking his little sister in my bed," Courtney said, almost as if she were in shock.

"I know," Alexa said, "isn't it awesome!"

And Paige's voice echoed across the whole house, "My brother is fucking meeeeeeeeee."

*

"My brother is fucking meeeeeee!" Paige screamed as Colin pounded at her. There was nothing else in the world -- just him and his sister. His cock in her cunt. His ecstasy screaming to escape.

Colin drove himself into Paige's perfect pussy. He felt his orgasm building.

"N... need you to cum now," Paige said.

"You going to cum with me?"

"I think I'm going to die with you."

Colin grabbed the edges of the bed and started slamming into her.

"Here it comes," he gasped. The dam burst and Colin came. Again and again. Saying "I love my little sister. I love my little sister." Over and over again. Paige's eyes went wide. Her mouth gaped open in a silent scream. Her brother's cum had caused her own and the two of them blasted through each other's ecstasy.

Colin thought he'd never stop cumming. Hoped he wouldn't. The joy of spending in his sister was more than he could ever have imagined. But it did end, eventually, and he sighed as the contentment settled in. He looked down and saw Paige watching him, eyes so brown and bright.

Maybe I've never really loved till now.

The siblings separated, almost reluctantly. Paige's hand immediately went back to Colin's penis. She rubbed it. Bent down and kissed it. "God I love this thing. Almost as much as I love the man it's attached to."

"Daaaaaad," Colin said, "Paige won't stop touching my penis."

"Damn straight," Paige said. She let go and then rolled out of bed. She started to pick her panties off the floor, then thought better of it.

"Wait," Colin said, "Where are you going?"

"I'll be back," Paige said, "I just have to do my next round of Kart."

"Please stay," Colin said, "Seriously. I'll make you your own trophy if that's what it takes. All gold and silver and ringed with giant rubies. The best a Systems Analyst can afford. Whatever you want."

"Well... I was looking forward to having Zach's dick in me. And Steve seems awfully nice as well. In fact, now that I think about it. You were my first. That means I need to try out everyone else's cock before I can settle on your."

Colin looked up, frightened. She was kidding, right? She had to be kidding.

Paige ran back and jumped onto the bed, making the whole thing bounce. "Nahhhhh. I think I'll stay right here and play with my brand new brother-cock. It was, after all, clearly made just for me." Then she kissed him. Colin felt himself ready for another go-round, as if he'd never even had the first.

Some time later, Colin got up and locked the bedroom door. Otherwise, he spent the rest of the night in bed with his beloved little sister.

*

Tim watched as Colin and Paige went back to the bedroom and he wondered. It really did seem like something was going on with those two. Tim didn't have any siblings, maybe this was how it was with all of them.

"Not usually, no," Courtney said.

"Speak for yourself," the twins said in unison. Every eyebrow in the room popped up.

Tim didn't spend any more time thinking about it: it was his turn to race against Sydney. The perfect blonde smiled at him as he sat down on the couch. He tried to get comfortable. To settle himself down and get ready to race. But he couldn't.

Tim was still shaken from what he'd found out about Taylor. Shaking. Tim hadn't realized he'd been holding on to that anger this whole time. Yet there it was -- gallons of it spilled out for everyone to see. He'd told himself he was OK so often, he'd forgotten to check if it was really true.

Tim had thought that maybe Taylor sucked Zach's dick or something. He'd been fine with that. But fucking? Somehow it felt like a betrayal. The fact that Taylor had lied about it told Tim she felt the same way. But then, hadn't he done the same thing himself? Fucked Zoe and never told his girlfriend? Not to mention all the texting. Wasn't that just as bad?

For that matter, Tim thought, what was he doing in this moment -- sitting naked next to the incredible shirt-less Sydney and thinking about how much he wanted her? His anger finally drifted away. He and Taylor had both done wrong, he realized. Why feel bad about it when there was so much good yet to gain?

Tim picked up his controller. He gave Sydney a smile. Tim had been playing Mario Kart so much lately, he'd gotten really good at it. Of course, Sydney was skilled, too. But Tim knew in his heart he could take it to her.

He could not.

Four quick races, no blue shells, red shells, or green shells needed. Tim could have found a magical purple shell that dropped him at the finish line -- he was sure he still would've lost.

"Good game," Sydney said sweetly then kissed Tim on the cheek. The buxom blonde stood. Courtney fanned the red cards in front of her. Tim couldn't see what they said. He prayed for something halfway decent. Another titty fuck -- this time with actual titties -- would be divine.

Sydney looked at the cards, eyes wide, like picking a candy at the store. Everything so delicious, how could you only have one? She made her choice, ripping it from Courtney's hands with a flourish. Then Sydney stuck her free hand in Tim's. He let her lead him back to one of the guest bedrooms. Sydney locked the door behind them.

The room was dark. There was a large bed in there, soft and comfy. The cold beat at the windows, but the room felt warm. Tim climbed up on the bed and lay down. His cock stood up, engorged and eager. Sydney seemed to eye it nervously.

"So what are we doing?" Tim asked. Sydney slowly turned the card and showed him. It had a pencil sketch of a man standing over a woman. His penis in his hand.

"Urinate on her," the card said. Tim was struck stupid. All these words spluttered out and none of them meant anything.

"Um. I mean. Fuck. Uh. If you really. Oh God."

Then Sydney laughed, high pitched and tinkling like wind chimes in a Summer breeze. Her face turned red as she did it and then she snorted. Tim realized he'd never heard her laugh before. Just 'lols' on text or little titters that weren't her real laugh.

"I'm sorry," Sydney said, "I just wanted to see your reaction." She climbed up on the bed and lay next to Tim. She rested her head on his shoulder, and her long, silky blonde hair, drifted down against his chest.

"So what do you want me to do to you then?" Tim said.

Sydney rolled over a bit so her breasts hung down onto Tim's chest. Then she kissed him, in a way that he immediately recognized. It was how he'd kissed her, way back when, at that first party.

"Whatever you want," Sydney said. Tim kissed her back, the way he'd been dreaming of doing. With lips and tongue and love. Tim was gentle with Sydney in a way that just felt right. He imagined a lot of men went right for Sydney's breasts and molested them for hours. Because, why not?

Tim, instead, gave her whole body attention more akin to worship. Kissed her fingers. Dragged his nails across her back. Traced her arms and legs and toes. He felt Sydney sigh under him. A happy little expiration.

Finally, Tim trailed his way down to her sex. He slowly pulled the bright red panties away -- god he loved that underwear on her. He was almost sad to take it off. He saw that her pussy was completely shaved and was surprised.

"After I saw Courtney's," Sydney said, "I don't know. I wanted to try it. Do you like it?"

"I like you, however you are," Tim said, "But I do kind of miss all that blonde hair. I thought it was sexy."

"I'll grow it back then," Sydney said.

"Does make it easier to do this," Tim said, and pressed his mouth to Sydney's nether lips. Again he was gentle, yet determined, and definitely careful to search for Sydney's responses and react to them the right way

Sydney moaned. She ran her hands through his hair. Kind of writhed and rolled her head back and forth. But Tim could tell she was holding back. There were these little moments where Sydney's whole body started to rise and then she'd quickly flatten it.

Like she was a supercar going down a highway known for speed traps, every time Tim accelerated, Sydney tapped the brakes.

"You've never cum with me," Tim said, "Even when we all rubbed together that one time. You told me you were 'fine' but you didn't cum."

"I was fine," Sydney said, "Seeing you do that and knowing that it was me? It was amazing. Telling Taylor what to do... I felt so powerful. I'm, uh, I don't usually feel that way. Mostly scared."

"Do you feel scared with me?"

"I wouldn't be here if I was"

"OK. Well I want you to trust me. To help you cum."

"It's just, ummmm, I get a little out of control. Wild. When I... You know?"

"I don't care. You can kick me in the face five times if that's how you get there. It's your body. It's beautiful. Just let it out. For me. Please."

Sydney seemed to think about it for a moment, but then she nodded. Tim smiled and dipped his head back between her legs.

He went back to licking Sydney, but now he was far more focused. He pressed the issue, you might say. Tim filled Sydney with his fingers. Stimulated her with his tongue. He felt her legs go taut around him.

Sydney's breath seemed to catch, accelerate. Come out in little bursts and gasps. She whimpered, drew in a deep breath.

"Oh FUCK!"

It was the loudest thing Tim had ever heard Sydney say.

"Oh FUCK FUCK fffffffffffFFFFFFFFFUCK! Your tongue is licking me so GOOD! Oh eat me. Just keep eating me and eating me and eating my slutty pussy!" Sydney's whole body seemed to tense and then she screamed his name, a long howl that exclaimed her ecstasy. Legs and hands squeezing Tim's head so hard he thought it might pop.

Sydney slowly uncurled. She reached down and slowly pulled Tim up. "Fuck, that was good," she said and kissed him. Tasted herself on his lips. She reached down and grabbed his cock.