The Letter Jacket

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Glen still had a hard time believing that he had lucked out with a wife like this. Karen was face down on the bed playing hard with her clit while he plowed into her ass. She grunted with each impact while she demanded he give it to her hard.

"Your cock [grunt] feels so fu [grunt] big in m [grunt] my ass [grunt]!"

"Oh, damn!" Glen exclaimed. "Here it comes!"

"Do it! Cum in me!" she demanded with a look of pure lust in her eyes, ecstasy carved into her face as her brow furrowed while she looked up over her shoulder at her broad-chested husband.

He slammed down one last time, forcing himself as deep as he could before feeling the burst of pleasure that drew another squeal from his bride as her own orgasm splashed back behind them onto the blanket.

He leaned forward over her back while she lowered flat onto her stomach with his fading erection still buried in her backdoor. He kissed her on the cheek, his hairy chest pressed into her smooth sweat-slick back. The only thing he was wearing was his letter jacket, unbuttoned, and she was wearing her cheer skirt, which had been flipped up over her ass.

"See?" he said as he tried to catch his breath, "I told you you're still sexy."

"Okay, you've convinced me," she giggled. "For now."

He laughed at that. "And another thing, your blowjobs keep getting better and better."

"Well, when your tongue is buried in my cunt, baby, I get inspired."

"I love you, babe."

"Love you, too," she answered softly, patting his cheek as he rested on her back. "Now we better get cleaned up before coach finds us in here," she smiled, returning them to their fantasy.

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"I can't even take a good selfie," Austin laughed, leaning over Lily's shoulder as they looked through the pictures she uploaded before posting the good ones. "And you're taking these amazing pictures."

"Well, I spend a lot of time alone, so it gives me a chance to get good at it."

"Yeah, why is that?"

"Why is what?"

"That you spend so much time alone? How come I never see you dating anyone?"

She just rolled his eyes at him. "Shut up."

"No, I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just asking."

"I would probably date more if I got asked out."

"I don't get it, Lil. Guys are idiots not to want to go out with you."

"Maybe they're scared," she mumbled.

"Scared? Yeah," he shrugged. "I could see that, I guess. Pretty girls can be intimidating. Maybe they assume you already have a boyfriend."

"Not of me, moron," she said, looking over at him.

"What? Dad?" His eyes got big at the thought, but she just raised her eyebrow at him. "Me?!" She gave him a sarcastic thumb's up. "Oh, my god," he muttered. He sat down on the edge of her bed behind her desk chair and put his head in his hands. "Lil, I'm so sorry. I never meant to scare any boyfriends away. I would never do that to you."

"It's cool," she shrugged. "It doesn't really matter."

"It does matter!" he said, sitting up straight. He turned her chair around, causing the backrest to bump her desk. He took her hands and looked into her sad eyes. "Lil, I'm so, so sorry. Why didn't you ever say anything?"

"Because you didn't do anything. I mean, it's not like you threatened anyone. I guess when you became protective of me on the playground and then got big as you started working out and training, and grew taller, they just assumed you wouldn't let them near me. I had a few guys ask me out, but they all ran away scared, according to what they told me. They wouldn't even kiss me."

"So when did you lose your virginity then?" She looked down at her hands and shook her head. "Really? First kiss?" She just looked up at him and shrugged. "Are you telling me I kept you from getting kissed?!"

"Well, we can't all have people throwing themselves at our crotches!" she fired back defensively.

"Who. . . What are you talking about?"

"How many girls have you fucked, Austin?" she sounded angry.

"Lil. . ."

"How many? Four? Five? Twenty?" She crossed her arms and glared at him. She didn't know why she was so angry. Maybe it was none of his fucking business that she was a virgin! So what, right?! Lots of eighteen year olds are virgins!

"No, Lil," he said quietly.

"More, or less?" she demanded harshly. "Round down if you think it will make me feel better."

"Lil. . . no." He was the calm in her storm. Always had been. He hung his head and took a deep breath before looking back up at her, elbows on his knees. "I'm a virgin, Lil. Just like you."

Her stomach sank. Damn, did she feel like an ass. She covered her face with her hands and groaned. "Oh, my god, Austin, I'm so sorry."

He shook his head emphatically. "Don't be. You didn't do anything wrong. We just never talked about it. I never meant to keep boyfriends away from you, and you just assumed I had had a few girlfriends. Listen, Lil, I guess I should tell you that I have fooled around with a couple of girls, but nothing under the clothes or anything, so our experiences aren't exactly the same."

She nodded. "Thanks. I think. Anyway, I never should have assumed those things about you, and I'm sorry."

"It's okay." He cleared his throat. "If it, uh. . . if it makes you feel any better, I meant what I said about those other girls not being able to compare to you."

"Really?" she asked.

"I'm serious. I've never told you this, but you're the one who always pushed me to do better, to be better. You've always been my cheerleader and my advisor, my encourager, and the one who told me I was acting like a jackass," he smiled. "That's why I wanted you to pin me tonight, Lil. I always knew it would be you that did it when I got there."

Her eyes were filled with tears. "Thank you, Austin. Thank you for saying that. I don't have a lot of awards or anything and sometimes I just feel like I'm never going to amount to anything," she started crying and the rest of her words were unintelligible. Austin pulled her over onto his lap quickly and held her as she cried. After a few minutes, she settled down and he was just holding her in his lap, stroking her back. Her face was buried in his neck and her arms were wrapped around his shoulders.

What the hell is wrong with me? thought Austin. He could feel the stirring in his stomach that told him that he was holding a beautiful young woman on his lap. He tried to talk his hormones out of it, but they were just responding to the sensations apparently.

Lily had never felt so close emotionally to her brother. They had just shared a pretty big secret with each other and discussed a big hurt for her and he responded with kind words and a sincere apology, not blaming her at all. And then he pulled her onto his lap and embraced her as she cried. That's what she wanted in a man. She also felt his muscles and smelled his clean scent. The butterflies were back. But, for her brother?

"So," Austin said, breaking the silence and causing Lily to sit up. "I guess we're just two virgins at home with the family on a Friday night. Nothing new there, huh?" he laughed. Lily smiled and laughed a little, too, feeling the tension ease.

"I guess so. Are we still going to watch that movie?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't we?"

"No reason. Just making sure."

While Lily chose the movie off their list on the streaming service, Austin poured the drinks. "I'm going to go to the bathroom. Be right back," said Austin.

"Okay. Wait, let me change while you're gone, so knock before you come in, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. Good idea." Closing the door when he left, he went to the bathroom and then went to his room to change. While he saw his parents' light on under their door, he didn't hear them anymore and figured they were watching television or something, but decided not to tell them goodnight, just in case.

"Come on in," Lily called when her brother knocked on the door. As he opened it, she turned to look at him with a big smile. "This thing is more comfortable than it looks," she said, looking at herself in the mirror.

"I can certainly see why guys let their girlfriends wear theirs," he smiled. "It looks good on you." Mostly she looked cute. And taken. The jacket was much too big for her. She had the sleeves pushed up so she could use her hands and the jacket came down past her butt, almost like a short dress. His large jacket practically swallowed her tiny frame. In fact, when she faced the mirror and had her back to him, it looked like she was naked underneath. Now that would be nice, he thought before reprimanding himself for thinking it.

Her tiny hands, thin legs, and wispy neck with her hair up in a ponytail were the only things showing from the back. She twirled side to side, looking happy in his jacket.

"Why, yes I do have a boyfriend," she said to her imaginary companion. "He was a champion pole vaulter. . . No, he's at a different school on scholarship, and I won't get to see him until Thanksgiving." She sighed and looked at herself and then giggled, covering her mouth with the sleeve as she turned to look at her brother, who smiled at her in return, happy to see her genuinely smiling.

"Sorry," she said, taking it off and exposing her sleeveless satin pajamas and matching shorts. "I like it, though."

"Don't apologize. You can wear it as much as you want," he smiled and walked over to her bed, sitting on the edge. "I like to see you happy. I love your laugh."

She tilted her head to the side. "Really? I hate it."

"No, it's nice. Light and youthful. Girly."

She blushed a little and stood between his knees. He didn't know she was going to kiss his forehead, which she had done since they were younger, and he looked up at her. Her lips met his for a second, sending a shock through them both, and she jumped back, her eyes wide, quickly placing her fingertips to her lips.

"I'm so. . . I didn't mean to do that!"

Austin was already shaking his head no. "No, it's okay. I mean, I know you didn't. I didn't know you were going to. . ."

"Yeah, I should have. . ."

"Is that movie ready?" he asked, swinging is legs up and leaning against her headboard with a smile.

She nervously smiled back and climbed over his legs, sitting stiffly against the headboard and pillows, and placed the popcorn bowl between them before handing him a soda and holding hers as well.

"Can I turn off this lamp?" he asked. "Glare."

"Oh, uh, sure." She didn't know why she was so hesitant. They always turned the lights off to watch a movie, even watching in her bed.

They watched the movie in relative silence for the first twenty minutes or so. Austin had settled back, sliding down the bed a little to recline more comfortably. He was wearing a tank top and basketball shorts, as he normally does in the warm weather at night.

Lily couldn't help but look over at him frequently, admiring his handsome face and strong, lean build. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. Wearing his jacket a few minutes ago had given her a sense of what it would be like to wear one, to have a boyfriend who would let her wear his as a sign to others that they were together. She wondered who would get Austin's jacket. Would it be some tramp at his college? Or a nice girl she would like? Would he ever give his jacket to a girl to wear, maybe replacing it with an engagement ring one day?

And what about herself? Would someone with a jacket like that, ever have eyes for her? What was wrong with her that no one wanted her? Was it because she was too small? Was it her tiny breasts, or the fact that she didn't have hips like a woman, but instead like a girl? She envied girls like Kelly who had the curves guys liked, and he saw how her father looked at her mother and the way he was always touching her round hips and butt, like he couldn't keep his hands off of her. She sighed as she looked down at her absent chest.

"What?" Austin caught her off guard, making her snap her head up.

"What?"

"I was just asking if you said something. I thought I heard you say something."

"No, no," she said, waving her hand in the air. "Just thinking."

"About what?" Austin paused the movie right when one of the busty party chicks was on the screen in her bikini.

"That!" she said, pointing at the screen in frustration.

"You don't like the movie? We can turn it off, or pick something else."

"No, not that. Her. Girls like that. Never mind," she sighed, exasperated.

Austin moved the bowl onto the floor and slid down a little so he was even more reclined. "Come here," he said. "Lie down." He extended his arm out to the side and rested it on the pillow, inviting her in.

"I don't know," she said.

"Come on," he smiled. "Like we used to."

He didn't seem uncomfortable, so she smiled and nodded, lying on her side, cuddled next to her brother. She rested her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her back before restarting the movie. Not long after, a drunk couple left the rest of the group to find a place to have sex. When the busty young blonde untied her bikini top and her breasts made their appearance, Lily felt a knot in her stomach. Soon enough the couple was going at it on a couch in the study.

"Is that what guys are looking for?" Lily blurted out.

"What? Sex?" laughed Austin. "Yeah."

"I know that!" she fired back. "I mean that. . . look. . . that body."

"I don't know."

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"Sure, but that's why she got the job. It certainly isn't because she can act," he snickered.

"That's true," she mumbled.

"Why are you asking?"

"Because you said I was pretty earlier. But I don't look like that." She had become bothered when she saw her brother's shorts tent a little when the couple stripped and started having sex.

"No, you don't. You look better than that. AND you're smart. WAY smarter than me."

She sat up and kept her hand on his chest as she looked at him. "What about me looks better than that? I'm built like a new pencil and she's got. . . tits and an ass!"

"What the hell has gotten into you, Lily?" Austin asked, sitting up quickly and stopping the movie.

"I just see all these girls at school wearing their boyfriend's letter jackets and I can't even get a date. And tonight I put yours on just to. . . just to see what it would feel like. It might be the last time I ever get to wear one! I'm probably going to die a virgin because no one wants me." She started crying a little and Austin pulled her into his side and held her again as she cried.

"Hey, listen," he soothed. "Guys are idiots." She laughed a little, making him smile. "It's true! I'm a guy and I'm an idiot when it comes to chicks. We don't know a good thing a lot of times and tend to let our dicks make our decisions for us. But the good news for you is that there's a guy that's going to trip over himself when he realizes how beautiful and fun and smart you are. He's going to love your tits and ass and everything else. And I'm going to be so jealous because he'll have found exactly the kind of girl I would like to have, but they're so hard to come by."

As soon as he said that, she sat bolt upright and pushed away a little bit. He looked surprised at her reaction and waited for her to say something. She was looking in his eyes and her lips parted as if she was trying to come up with something to say. Instead after a moment, she grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him, shocking him in the process. She stayed locked on for a couple of seconds, too long to be a family kiss.

She jerked back, her stomach locked up tight. "Oh, god," she said as she looked into Austin's shocked face. "I'm sorry. I can't believe I did that again." She moved to scoot off the bed and run out of the room, but as soon as she turned away, her brother grabbed her hand.

She turned around and Austin looked into her eyes before slowly leaning forward, and kissed her lips gently. Her eyes closed of their own accord and she felt herself melting into her brother's kiss. After a few moments, he pulled back slowly to just a few inches from her face, and caressed her cheek.

She opened her eyes and he had a peaceful look in his eyes, not at all like the confusion that roiled in her own mind. "Wha—what was that for?" she stuttered.

"It's something I've wanted to do for a long time, Lil. For some reason it just felt right."

"But you're my brother."

He hung his head. "I know. I know I shouldn't have done that, but I can't take it back, and I don't want to take it back. I'm sorry I freaked you out, but it's been burning on my lips for a long, long time, and it just felt right." He looked up at her. "Are you mad?"

She was still shocked, but now she was also moved. She had wanted it for a long time, too, but would never have said that before. Soon enough, the joy overtook her bringing a smile, and she shook her head, her ponytail swinging behind her. She wrapped her arms around his neck quickly and kissed him again, this time pressing her uncontrollable smile against his.

He fell back on the bed, bringing her with him. She squealed and they both laughed before she again kissed him. This time he gently licked across her upper lip, tickling it and making her pull back. Before he could apologize, however, she smiled and kissed him again. This time when his tongue came out, hers met it tentatively. It wasn't long before they were gently exploring each other's mouths with their tongues, enjoying a good old-fashioned make-out, something she had never done.

She enjoyed his hands caressing her back and stroking her hair and she loved the feel of his strong arms and shoulder when she caressed him. She had never kissed a boy, so she had never known the pleasure of touching one like this, especially one as strong and solid as Austin. This was a far cry from the goodnight hug of a video game drone or a softhearted poet. There was power in Austin's body. She had seen it displayed during his field meets, but had never felt it like this, so closely, and wondered how his body could be so strong but his hands so gentle.

Suddenly it occurred to her that she was turned on. Big time turned on. She felt the rush of heat in her core, the rapid breathing, the sense of anxiety. Her panties were damp and she felt. . . she thought she felt. . . yeah. . . Austin had an erection. It was pressed against her hip. She had never felt one before, but she knew what it was and she saw his shorts tented earlier.

Pulling away she asked nervously, "Is that because of me?"

He shrugged, a little embarrassed. "Yeah. Sorry."

"Don't be. I like it. I guess you really do think I'm pretty."

"I couldn't say it earlier, but. . . I think you're. . .sexy." He looked away as he said it.

Her eyes lit up and she sat up on her knees. "Really? Sexy?"

"Yeah. I know," he said, sitting up quickly, "I'm not supposed to say that about you, or even feel this way, but I don't think I can help it, Lil. You are. You're the sexiest, most beautiful girl I've ever known."

She nodded at the television as she asked, "Hotter than titty whore?"

"WAY hotter than titty whore!" he laughed, bringing a laugh from her, as well.

"Since you think I'm hotter than her, can we just relax together and finish the movie?"

"Absolutely."

He lay back and she snuggled up close again, this time stroking his chest and draping her leg over his. His erection never went away, she noticed, and it made her happy to think that she could turn on a boy this much, especially when it was Austin. Occasionally they would kiss and then return to the movie, but mostly just grew more comfortable with each other.

After the movie, they returned the dishes to the kitchen and then brushed their teeth before going to their own rooms to go to bed. They both slept surprisingly well, considering all the new thoughts racing through their minds.

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Lily walked into the kitchen and heard her mom giggling as her dad stood behind her at the sink whispering in her ear and groping at her sides.