Make Love, Not War: Illustrated

Make Love, Not War: A Sibling Share - Illustrated

Written by Silkstockingslover

Edited and Illustrated by Tex Beethoven

Summary: In 1969 bickering twins learn 2 love each other from hippies

Note 1: In 2019 when this story was first released, thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing and his helping with 1960s terms (I was born in the mid 1970s lol, but love late 60s music... well all 60s music but really the late 60s... I often think I was born way too late). Also, thanks to Robert for editing. And in 2022 thanks again to Tex for some light editing and for providing the illustrations.

Note 2: All participants are at least 18 years old.

Note 3: This is originally a 2019 NUDE DAY Contest story, but this is a re-release illustrated.

Make Love, Not War: A Sibling Share - Illustrated

"What are you all decked out for?" I asked, as my sister Mary came downstairs looking even hotter than she usually did. In part because she hadn't yet put on her pants, she was just carrying them.

"A date with Jeremy," she answered.

I stared at her big tits, as always. My twin sister was ridiculously stacked, her tits barely confined in the sweater she was wearing, before I asked her, my tone not remotely hiding my disapproval at her judgement, "Please tell me you don't mean Jeremy Bitz."

"The one and only," she smiled, clearly excited about going on a date with the football quarterback.

"He's a dick," I said.

"And you're a dipstick," she countered, standing right in front of me while she pulled on her pants, ignoring that I was a guy with a cock, and that my cock responded eagerly to visual stimuli, as she pulled her pants up her legs almost all the way to her... Damn! Have I mentioned my twin was a stone fox?

Our being twins, she got the looks, I got the brains. I usually thought I got the better end of the deal, but in the unfair world of high school, that didn't appear to be the case. "You're just another notch on his bedpost," I pointed out, as I kept staring at my sister's visual stimuli as they disappeared beneath her pants, including her powder-blue panties, as they reached the top.

"At least his bedpost has notches, you dork," she quipped.

"Whatever," I shrugged. "It's all copasetic to me."

"You and your five dollar words," she said... like I said, I got the brains and she got the looks.

"Just remember I told you so," I said, already knowing how her high hopes would end.

Mary was just another skirt to Jeremy, someone to make out with, or even to go all the way. If the rumours were true, my sister was always open for business. "You're such a square. Go watch your Bewitched, or Beverly Hillbillies."

She finished fastening her pants, and I continued staring. Her capri pants showed a lot of calf at the bottom, and for some reason the sight of her legs and feet in stockings were super sexy, and it always gave me a boner. Or at the moment, more of a boner.

Just then a horn blew, and she said, putting on her wedges, "I'm outta here."

"What a gentleman, he honks, and you come a-running," I quipped.

"The car he's honking is a Pontiac GTO," she said. "I'll be doing a lot more for him than running."

I decided not to say any more, as she sauntered out to go do whatever popular kids do.

Sadly, I did exactly what she said I'd do, as a new Bewitched episode was on, and Elizabeth Montgomery was super-hot and was always wearing pantyhose. That night, in my room at bedtime, Kleenex in one hand and my cock in the other, I stroked myself off while I imagined making my sister into my old lady. As usual, I came in only a couple minutes, as I pictured her big rack and her nylon-covered legs lying underneath me in the bed.

.....

The next day at lunch Bryce informed me, "Your sister is looking choice today."

I sighed. Bryce told me how righteous my sister was every day, "Are you ever going to tell her you dig her, or will I have to listen to you aimlessly obsessing over my sister forever?"

"One day she'll stop dating those jerks and realize I'm the right guy for her," he said, digging her from across the room.

Mary was in her usual school day threads... her cheerleader's outfit... which showcased her two best assets: her tits and her legs... plus her ass whenever she bent over... which she often did, deliberately teasing all the lowly, horny squares she had to know were drooling over her. She was having an animated chat with Alise, a close friend of hers who was also a cheerleader, and the two of them together were a groovy sight. Bryce was too much digging them, especially my sis, and I was pretending I wasn't doing the same.

"Yeah man, you should probably start planning the wedding," I quipped sarcastically.

"Will you be my best man?" he asked, completely missing my sarcasm, as usual.

"I'd have to be," I replied, since I was his only real friend, and he mine.

"I just want to cop a feel of those fluffy pillows," he said mindlessly, still staring at her.

"You should open with that," I laughed. "No girl can resist having her bazooms called fluffy pillows."

"You think?" he asked seriously. "I don't know, that seems too forward."

"For a guy with a 148 IQ, sometimes you're a complete ditz," I said, shaking my head.

.....

A couple weeks later, as predicted, Jeremy had moved on to another girl, this one a college babe.

Mary bitched to her new hippie friend Eternity (yeah man, that's her real name), who'd just moved across the street a few days ago, "He's fucking some college skank now."

"You should have put out," I retorted sarcastically, unable to play nice with her, even in front of the cute new girl.

"Who says I didn't?" she snapped back.

I knew I shouldn't have said it, but I did. "Well, either you didn't put out, which is why he's scoring with this 'skank' as you call her, or you just weren't that good."

"You fucking asshole," she seethed.

"Interesting thought! Maybe you should have given him your ass," I attacked, loving to out-quip her.

"Says the scuzz bucket who's never been on a date," she shot back.

"But I didn't get dumped," I shrugged, knowing her words were true.

"First you'd have to get yourself a chick," she shot back. "Then you could get dumped."

"Just chill out, Mary," Eternity said in a laid-back sort of way, her tone soothing, as she gently massaged Mary's shoulders. "You should treat your brother with more respect."

My cock stiffened, as I imagined her doing more than just massaging.

"That'll never happen," Mary snarled.

"You need to let go of your bitterness," Eternity said softly. "My brother and I are very close." After a pause she added, "Very, very close."

It was odd how she stressed the word 'very'.

"Yes, but your brother is fab," Mary pointed out. I was positive she'd only befriended Eternity to get closer to her brother. She added, "And he's in college."

"Yes, he's quite the hunk," Eternity agreed, which I thought was strange. Eternity wore no makeup except for her eyes, which really popped, and she was a sun-washed blonde who looked exactly like the stereotypical cute girl next door, except her threads were a long, apricot-coloured muumuu that screamed hippie. From the eye-catching sway of her generous bosom when she moved, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. My first guess would have been she wasn't wearing any underwear at all, but her sandals displayed that she was wearing some sort of hosiery.

"He's so righteous," Mary smiled.

"We didn't always get along either," she said, "but now he's closer to me than anyone."

"Well, mine is a pain in the ass," Mary said.

"Mine can be too," she nodded, then added the weirdest phrase, "but eventually the pain goes away, leaving nothing but fond memories."

"Sometimes I don't understand a word you say," Mary said.

"I'm just telling you that siblings, especially twins like you two, should be very close," she said, "you need to be more like my brother and me. We're very tight."

"But your brother isn't a complete drag," Mary pointed out.

"And Eternity isn't a complete ditz," I countered.

"You need to chill too," Eternity cautioned me with a sigh. "There's nothing better in the world than being close to your sibling."

"That'll never happen," Mary said.

"Never say never," Eternity said.

"Never," Mary repeated.

Eternity said after a pause, "You two need to learn the power of sibling love. Why don't you come across to my house tomorrow night and enjoy an evening of relaxation?" Eternity asked, looking at my sister, "my brother will be joining us."

"I'm in," Mary agreed.

"Would you like to come too, Corey?" Eternity asked me before I could make a witty comment about what Eternity's brother would likely be 'in' a few seconds after Mary arrived.

"I'd love to," I said really quickly, excited to spend some time with Eternity.

"Why would you invite him?" Mary sighed.

Eternity answered, "Because I dig him."

"He's a scuzz bucket," Mary refuted, fake gagging.

I thought of Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, which I'd seen the past two Christmases, I'm cute, I'm cuuuuute. Instead I said, standing up and leaving before I said something stupid, "Thanks Eternity, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Don't go whack off now," Mary shot back.

I quipped back, "Interesting that you're thinking of my cock."

"Fuck off," she snapped.

"Fuck on, it gets better results," I replied, never really understanding that saying.

In my room I did exactly what Mary accused me of, as I pulled out my cock and imagined Eternity using her nylon-clad feet on my throbbing cock. Not surprisingly, I didn't last long.

.....

The next day after school, Eternity was at our house again and asked me, "Are you coming over tonight, Corey?"

"He probably has American Bandstand to watch," Mary quipped.

I ignored Mary as I always did as I agreed, like the horny boy I was, trying to sound like a hippie, "It sounds far out."

"Oh, it'll be very far out," she smiled, her tone ominous. She was in another flowered dress and hose... her toenails painted with pictures of orchids, which looked so fab in her sheer beige hosiery, and her fingernails were painted the same.

Mary sighed at me, "You, brother dear, are so far out you'll never be in."

"Oh, if Corey plays his cards right, he'll definitely be in," Eternity responded, the innuendo very clear, making my cock stand up and take notice, not only because of the promise in her words, but also from her sexy, nylon-clad feet. Behind her sweet exterior, she seemed to have a naughty side to her... one that really made me feel bitchin'.

"Gross, gross, gross!" Mary repeated, making a face like she could puke.

Eternity shrugged, looking directly at my crotch, "I'll bet your brother is blessed."

"What? How?" Mary asked, so self-absorbed with her posturing she didn't see Eternity obviously and playfully kneeling down to worship her imagined size of my crotch. The silly look on her face was far out!

"Nothing," Eternity smiled, as she gave me a wink and wiggled her tatas at me, knowing I was wigging out over them.

My hard cock flinched in my pants, positively preening under the fab girl's attention.

Eternity said, "Come across at seven."

"Your brother will be there?" Mary asked for confirmation, it being obvious she was just using Eternity to get closer to her brother.

"Yep, in all his glory," Eternity answered, her words once again cryptically weird.

"Great," Mary said, not even turning around to look back.

"See you soon, Corey," she said to my crotch, giving me another wink.

"I can't wait," I said.

"Groovy," she smiled, looking so boss as I watched her leave. As she opened the front door, the setting sun shone right through her loose dress, displaying her sexy, hourglass figure.

As soon as we were alone, Mary informed me, "Your job is to keep flower girl Eternity occupied while I spend some quality time with her brother."

"I knew you were using her," I said, not surprised I was right.

"And soon I hope to be using her brother," she smiled, as she flopped her nylon-clad feet onto the coffee table.

Her skirt flipped up, and I could see her entire pantyhose-clad lower half. She'd always been carefree about flaunting her body in front of me, often going to and from her shower with only a skimpy little towel draped across the front of her body, unconcerned about what I saw. Whenever I complained, which hadn't been recently, she'd responded that we were family, and family members didn't turn each other on, since we just weren't wired that way.

Maybe she wasn't, but I couldn't help seeing her as a stone fox, and I hated how turned on I got from looking at her. I knew incest was wrong, and there was no way she'd fuck me even if we weren't related, but damn it, she gave me boners all the time, and she didn't even notice!

In my fantasies, I treated her like a cheap slut: fucking her face, pounding her from behind, and shooting my load all over her face or her nylon feet. But on the outside, I was just as rude to her as she was to me.

"You know she's not just someone with a brother, she's actually a nice person," I pointed out to Mary.

"She's weird," she said, "but she does give good back and foot massages."

"She massages your feet too?" I asked, the image turning me on.

"Yeah, she has a few times," she said. "I think she's a lesbian."

"I don't think so," I said, recalling her not-so-subtle flirting with me.

"She would never dig you," she said, as I tried not to stare at her legs and feet.

I shrugged, "Whatever."

"You interrupted us, so she didn't give me a foot massage," she said, before adding, "why don't you give me one?"

"Are you serious?" I asked, trying to be turned off by the idea, even though my cock was instantly hard as a rock.

"Fuck, no," she laughed, "like I'd want your flakey hands touching me."

"I'm likely the only guy at school who hasn't," I shot back.

"You and all your square friends anyway," she shrugged, not at all ashamed of being a passion pit partier.

"Whatever," I said, leaving her alone and wondering if there was any chance that Eternity could actually be into me.

...

At seven o'clock I walked across the street with my sister, who was dressed like a fox... as usual.

Also as usual, I had a boner.

My sister was sexy as hell, and even though I despised her as a person, God did I want to fuck the shit out of her... I mean in truth, I wanted to fuck anyone... I was an eighteen-year-old virgin... but while I wanted to have sex with Eternity any way she wanted it, I wanted to fuck my sister roughly, and treat her like the biggest skag ever.

Mary reminded me for at least the tenth time today, "Keep the flower child occupied."

"Hang loose," I said, trying to sound like a hippie.

She scoffed, "Don't even try to be cool, you're a cube: you know, a square square."

"Don't have a cow," I said, both because it was funny, and it would annoy her. In truth, the saying made no sense... I mean really, what the heck did 'don't have a cow' even mean?

"Just don't fucking embarrass me," she snapped, as we walked up the steps.

"Yes, your highness," I retorted sarcastically.

"You better believe it," she said, as usual, completely missing my sarcasm.

I sighed as I pressed the doorbell. God, I hoped I was reading Eternity's innuendos right, otherwise tonight may be the longest night ever.

Eternity opened the door wearing a robe, and I checked my watch, wondering if we were early. We weren't.

Eternity smiled, not at all wigged out she was greeting her guests in a very short robe that was displaying an epic amount of cleavage, "Come on in."

"Are we early?" I asked a little sheepishly.

"No, you're right on time," she said. I glanced at Mary, who also looked confused.

"Please leave your shoes just inside the door and come in," Eternity invited us.

"Sure," Mary said, slipping out of her heels just inside the door, allowing me to see her cute nylon-clad toes.

"Yeah, no problem," I said, also getting out of my shoes.

"Come on, hurry, you just have to meet my brother," Eternity said, sounding very excited.

"I'd love to," Mary said in her predatory style.

"He's really looking forward to meeting you two," she said.

I joked, "Two as in the number two or too as in also?"

"Well, both I guess," she said, taking my hand and leading me into the living room.

Mary followed and as we entered, we saw her brother, also wearing a robe, his just an ordinary bathrobe, where I couldn't care less about any cleavage. Not unexpectedly, Mary hurried across the room to greet him, while paying very little attention to Eternity as she welcomed us into their pad.

So maybe my sister didn't think so, but I thought this situation was weird. Who invites people over, and then greets them wearing bathrobes?

Eternity introduced, "Mary and Corey, this is Dusk. Dusk, these gentle souls are Mary and Corey."

'Dusk'. I smirked to myself. They were definitely the children of hippies. And she was calling Mary and me gentle? I don't think so, but she wasn't being offensive at all... quite the contrary: she was giving us the benefit of the doubt.

Dusk walked over to me, shook my hand and said, "Welcome to our pad." He then turned to Mary and pulled her into a hug and said, "Be here now."

I smirked again. That was a quote from Ram Das, a spiritual teacher. I think it meant something like don't get hung up in the past because guilt and resentment can be killers, and don't distract yourself by worrying about the future, but live like the animals do, investing yourself fully in the now. Which made sense I guess, but my thoughts couldn't help straying just a little into the immediate future, wondering what, if anything, Eternity was wearing beneath that robe. Stockings for sure that I could see the tops of, but anything else? Far out, man!

Dusk then shocked both Mary and me when he leaned in and gave her a kiss. Just a quick one, but still a kiss on her lips. And then Serenity really outdid him when she gave me one too, by actually lunging... as in flying through the air... to do so!

Then just when I thought our visit couldn't get any stranger, Eternity asked, "Did you know today is Nude Day?"

"There's a Nude Day?" I asked.

"Seriously?" Mary asked.

"Yes, there is," Dusk agreed as he shocked us once again by discarding his robe, "so we thought today would be the perfect day to invite you over."