Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Like A Blue Shell:>Ep52

"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 saction. We've been building to this all day. So let's just

do it. Let's get out the red cards and race."

"Sof them are really bad," Taylor said, not even looking away from Tim, "Like stuff | 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 shands 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 Mamusic 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 anytyou 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 | just wanted a

dick so bad and so | 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 | don't know when. | just didn't know how to say it. And you

were with that stupid slut.”

"Courtney."

"Yeah, her. And | felt like telling you how | felt was just asking to get hurt. Then you tookto that dumb Mario

Kart party and we got drunk and... | don't care anymore. | want to be with you. If you don't want to be with me

then that's your loss. But | 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.