TABOO TALES(erotica)

That earned her a playful swat on the butt from me. We both laughed.

So we went back to getting ready, and both of us mutually ignored the lump in the front of my towel. I was so relieved we understood each other, because it helped me feel like less of a dick at that moment.

In the end, the dance went really well. Michelle and I danced until our feet hurt and I had a lot of fun catching up with friends I knew when I was a student there. Jen and James seemed to have a good time too, because they danced almost as long as us and Jen’s face reflected that she as having a good time. James seemed a little more nervous than usual, and I could understand why. Jen looked really good that night. But I later found out that Jen’s wish had been granted because James did work up the nerve to kiss her when he brought her home that night.

A few days later I was in the bathroom shaving with my electric razor when Jen knocked on the door. I let her in and gave her space at the sink to finish fixing her hair. She chatted with me as she brushed her hair and then used some hairspray to smooth out any frizz.

The next thing I knew, she backed up and “bumped” her butt against my groin, holding it there for just a second as she tossed her hair over her shoulder to grin at me. “I guess my outfit isn’t as special today.” she said, sticking her lower lip out to pretend to sulk as she stepped forward. She broke out in a laugh, seeing my perplexed look. “I’m just teasing you, silly!” she said.

I gave her a wry smile and said, “Well, if you checked it again now, you’d probably think you were Miss America. You just gave me a really big buzz.” I shifted uncomfortably in my jeans.

She giggled again, gave me a demure look and said, “Well, I am glad to know I’ve still got it!” She batted her eyes at me and pranced back to her room.

It continued on like this for some time. She saw it as a playful game, a way to tease me a little bit. It always came when I wasn’t expecting it, too, because she’d go for days on end without playing her little “bumping” game. What I realized was that she was actually breaking down another barrier, making it more natural to “touch”. What was surprising to me was the obvious sexual nature of her little game. But knowing her as I did, I understood that she probably didn’t see it that way and was just playing around with me.

It didn’t really trouble me until one day. I had had a lousy day at work as I had missed a deadline and been chewed out for it by my boss. I had a splitting headache most of the day and had to skip lunch to get my project caught up, which made me pretty irritable. Then it rained and I didn’t have an umbrella to cover me for the long walk through the company’s parking lot to my car, so I was pretty wet when I got home.

I got into the bathroom and took a nice, warm shower to loosen up. Jen knocked on the door and came in to pee, having just come back from shopping with our mother. I had finished my shower and had dried off, so I waited for her to close the lid before I stepped out. She was washing her hands at the sink and I came over and waited so I could grab my comb. Well, the next thing I knew, she turned the water off and backed up against me, putting her hands on the towel on my hips and putting her butt up against my groin.

“Just wanted to check if you like my new socks” she said.

I really wasn’t in the mood. I backed off and scolded her, saying, “Jen, knock it off, at least for today okay? This really bugs me.”

She was surprised. She looked like she was trying to think of something to say. Finally she asked, “What’s wrong? I didn’t know this bothered you.”

I sighed. “I’m sorry, I had a really rough day at work.” I went on to tell her about the missed deadline, my boss, lunch, the rain, my headache, and so on. I pretty much whined the whole time. But Jen’s great. She just listened and empathized the whole time.

Finally, when she had finished encouraging me, she said, “But I want to make sure I know what I did wrong. Why did I bother you when I bumped into you?” She asked, honestly.

“Well, it’s kind of hard to explain. It’s just that, I know you are just playing around, but you are really beautiful , you know? And if you weren’t my sister, you’d be at the top of my list of girls I’d want to get to know. I’m a guy too though, so when you do that to me, I can’t help but get turned on. And you don’t just get me turned on where I can relax in a few minutes, I stay hard for almost a half hour. Normally it’s okay, because I can try to ignore it and move on, but today I’m tired and it just adds one more frustration to my day.” I said.

She was a little taken aback and thought about what I had said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it made you that uncomfortable.” She apologized.

“It’s okay. Normally I really like it, it kind of makes my day. But today, I’m just so wiped out that I just wanted to relax, and then you went and turned me on.”

We both looked at each other and smiled kindly. She sighed. “My poor big brother.” She said. Then she grinned. “I’ll tell you what. If you want, you can bump up against me, to pay me back. Would that be a nice way to help you relax?”

“What?” I said, a bit shocked. “Well… I don’t know…” I stammered.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

She smiled and turned to face the sink, put her hands on the counter and looked back at me. “If it will help you relax, I’m willing to help you.”

This was a strange situation. However, my dick was now even more erect than when this conversation had begun and she really looked good. She was wearing a thigh-length loose purple skirt and matching black top. She had bent over and her legs were spread a bit so she could stay like that comfortably. She looked hot.

I slowly approached her. She smiled and nodded for me to put my hands on her waist and when I paused for a second to reconsider, she looked at me in the mirror and said, “Go ahead. Really, it’s okay.” So I went ahead and pressed my dick up against her butt. But I was still worried, because I wasn’t exactly sure what she was thinking I would do.

“Were you thinking I would just rub against you?” I asked.

“Mark, just do whatever you need to do to relax. It’s a little weird for me too, but I think I owe it to you.” she said.

What I needed was to cum. I slowly began to rub my dick up and down her butt. It was a little awkward in the towel, but I really didn’t care much. All I could think about was how terrible the day had been but that this was like a dream come true. Jen was asking me to rub myself against her. I gazed down at her butt and admired her womanly curves. I felt the warmth of the flesh where my hands held her waist. My dick was just basking in being able to rub between her butt cheeks.

But it wasn’t all perfect. The towel was beginning to rub me raw. “I think that was enough. The towel is starting to hurt.” I told her.

She grinned at me playfully. “Just take off the towel. I won’t look” She said. And the thing that drove me nuts was that she was just being her innocent, helpful self! To any other woman, I would have taken that to mean that she was horny, wanted me, blah, blah, blah. But Jen just wanted me to be happy and truly didn’t mind.

“But what about your skirt?” I asked.

Her eyes widened as she realized what I meant. “Oh, you’re right!” She said. “Well, go ahead and take of your towel, and you can rub against my underwear. This is an old pair.” she offered.

I was nearly trembling as I undid my towel and saw her lift up the back of her skirt to give me access to her panties. This was wild. We had never, ever done anything like this! I knew it really wasn’t right, but it was okay with her and I really wanted to do it, so I stepped forward again, took hold of her waist and placed my bare penis against her panties.

I cannot explain just how good it felt. Her butt felt so perfectly warm, and the material of her panties was so soft that I felt like I was in heaven now. I began to slide my dick up and down her crack and soon my pre-cum had smeared up and down her panties, allowing me to slide more easily than before. I moved my hands to her hips and pushed harder against her butt, forcing my dick into her crack to run along that fleshy channel. I began to loose my higher reasoning ability as my body took over and then next thing I knew, I was rubbing my dick lower down than before, trying to feel the dip of her anus. I was pushing myself under her more, making her spread her legs farther to accommodate me. Soon I could even feel the soft flesh of her vulva with the base of my shaft and I pressed harder to work my shaft into those folds of skin. I rubbed against her harder and harder, now kneading the sides of her butt with my hands as I felt my body sweating from the excitement.

*Rip*

Something happened to her panties. They had ripped. How did that happen?

I had stopped thrusting, realizing that her panties were now loose. I looked at her face in the mirror for the first time in minutes and realized how rosy it was. She was breathing hard and droplets of sweat were on her forehead. She barely made eye contact with me, she just reached back to her panties with a hand. I pulled away, expecting it all to be over, but she just said, “Sorry, they had a rip in the crotch, you must have torn it the rest of the way.” then, “Go ahead, you can go under them.”