“What are you wearing underneath Lucy? Something nice and exotic I hope.”
I lifted my skirts and let her look, her eyebrows went up as she lifted her own hems and displayed her lacy black underwear. I felt a slight pang of jealousy when I saw them, she had such a shapely figure, and the frilly lace, set her legs off beautifully.
“That should certainly catch his attention Lucy, he will be stunned by what we’re wearing, and won’t know where to look first. Finish your drink then we’ll sneak upstairs and surprise him. You stay behind me when I go in, and after he’s got over the surprise of seeing me, I’ll bring you around me, and shock him when he sees that you’re there.”
Taking a few gulps, we drank our brandy, enjoying the warm feeling spreading slowly through us as it filtered down to our stomachs, then with both of us having quiet giggles, we took our shoes off, and tiptoed out into the hallway and up the stairs. I noticed that she’d closed all of the downstairs curtains giving us complete privacy, even though the house was detached and set back well within its own grounds.
We paused outside Martin’s bedroom door, listening to him groaning softly, and the chuff, chuff, chuff sound of him pulling himself. Slowly Lilia pushed his door open, walking into the room quietly as he looked up, startled by her sudden appearance. He had his hand around his shaft, her panties in his palm, they were pale pink with quite a lot of frilly lace, and he was clearly enjoying the soft feel of them.
“I’ve brought someone to see you.”
Reaching around she took my elbow and pulled me into the room. His eyes displayed amazement at seeing me, and his mouth dropped wide open in surprise. We stood in front of him, as he continued to masturbate, seemingly not deterred by our presence. I noticed that he actually had quite a handful, certainly a bit above average, and I felt that involuntary but expectational tingle in my lower tummy.
Lilia turned to me, and took my shoulders in her hands, moving me until we were facing each other directly in front of the bedside where he was sitting. As he watched she leaned into me and we kissed, softly, gently and with quite a bit of sensuality. She took my hands and placed them on the back of her thighs, just above the hem of her short skirts. Then placed her hands in the same position on mine.
Slowly she ran her hands up under my skirt, pulling it up to my waist, and exposing my underwear to Martin. Following her lead, I did the same to her, feeling the ripeness of her bum, soft and warm in my palms, as she stroked mine in return. The air was heavy with the aroma of our warm skin, and the hot nylon of our lingerie.
We continued to kiss, adding to Martin’s excitement, we became so absorbed in each other that we didn’t notice him climaxing, and ejaculating into her by now crumpled knickers. We looked at him as he moaned loudly, and fell back onto his mattress.
“Lie still Martin, let me help you out before you get into a mess.”
Taking her panties out of his hand, she wiped some of his semen from his shaft, then took them into his bathroom, rinsing them under the tap, and leaving them to soak in his washbasin. Returning to his bedside, she lifted her skirt again. I watched as she unclipped her suspender fasteners, rolled her stockings off, and pulled her knickers down over her thighs taking them off as well. He sat up, his penis very erect, and now that his hand wasn’t gripping it, I could clearly see it was nothing for him to be ashamed of.
Lilia leaned over him, and kissed him gently, then held her freshly removed panties up to his face, before placing her hand on his chest, pushed him back down onto the bed. I watched stunned as she hitched her skirt around her waist and climbed onto the mattress legs either side of his hips straddling him. She raised herself up on her knees and reached behind herself to take his stiffness in her hand, she raised herself up on a bit further, guiding his tip inside the lips of her vagina. Slowly, but positively she lowered herself down, enveloping him almost completely and settling herself firmly onto his hips. She remained there, impaled on his cock for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality, was only a few seconds.
Slowly but with increasing tempo, she ground her hips into him, her bottom rotating around in delicious circles. She undid her blouse and lifted her bra out of the way, placing her hands onto his ribcage she bounced up and down on him, her breasts, now free of their cotton and webbing prisons, flopped up and down in synchronous motion. I stood frozen to the spot, watching in incredulity as she engaged in such intimate sexual activity with her brother. Yet, I felt incredibly turned on by what I was witnessing, beginning to feel the warm moistness in my groin as I saw his shaft being surrounded and exposed by her juicy wet vulva as she drew him into herself.
Leaning back, she turned and smiled at me, her eyes shiny with pleasure and anticipation, as she spoke to me.
“Come on Lucy, what are you waiting for, get your knickers off, and Queen him, sit on his face and let him taste you. You know how much he wants you, it would make his day.”
Transfixed by what I was seeing, I listened to him moaning, interspersed by her cries of pleasure.
“Ohhh, mmmmm, ooooh, come on Lucy, hurry up, oooooh!”
I pulled my skirt up and gathered it into a knotted bunch at the front. Unclipping my suspenders, I slipped my panties down dropping them on the floor where her knickers and stockings lay in a crumpled heap, before refastening the stockings and releasing the skirt. Clutching my hem, I climbed up onto the bed, turning to face Lilia as I lifted my leg over his face. It was the first time he’d seen my secret place, and he sighed in disbelief as he looked at my neatly depilated pubis, and the pale pink engorged labia, framed by my plump juicy vulva, my clitoral sheath pulled back, exposing my erect clitoris, pinkish white, almost translucently waxy. I held myself hovering over his face. I was so excited that I dribbled vaginal fluid into his mouth, before I slowly sank down on to his lips.
Moaning, as Lilia continued to grind herself up and down over his penis, his tongue flicked out around my minor labia, touching the exposed tip of my erect clitoris, sending flashes of tingling delight through my lower body, from my bum to my belly. He tasted me and smelled my rich buttery fluids, warm and sweet with a touch of oily fish, as he drank my freely flowing lubricants.
My skirt and slip, floated down over his face, the nylon of my slip, brushing his skin, the lace tickling his face and throat. Feeling his tongue probing into my vestibule, I gently rocked my hips, his nose resting against my perineum. The under cheeks of my buttocks where the back of my thighs joined my body, brushed lightly over his forehead, his eyebrows stroking my skin, sending thrills of delight through me. I could feel the elastane of my stockings rubbing rhythmically against my thighs, and the light stubble on his cheeks, rasping against the sheer material adding to my almost total arousal.