Legend of Lexi

I resisted a little longer, but only a little. In spite of the further trouble I expected it to cause, I couldn’t control myself for ever. I swooped both hands downward in synch, grabbing firm handfuls of her ass and holding there just for a moment. I moved away again, back up to her shoulders, still awaiting a delayed reaction that just wasn’t coming.

She wasn’t going to say anything? Interesting.

Lexi was very clearly aware of what I was doing. She couldn’t possibly miss it. Plus there was the tension in her muscles, and the way she stared a little too fixedly at her game. She was deliberately hiding her reactions as best she could, but wasn’t entirely succeeding. Her efforts only made me want to try harder and get something out of her, even though any word from her was as likely to put an end to the fun as anything.

Nothing about it was strictly rational. Nothing at all.

I rubbed Lexi’s back, taking incrementally longer and longer breaks to fondle her bum. I grew daring enough to venture along to the sides of her breasts as well. If she hadn’t been lying on them, I might have gone even further.

“Aiden?”

I paused, hands halfway onto Lexi’s butt. I slid them a down a little more and snuck in a last squeeze, just in case.

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m gonna go grab breakfast now.”

“Oh.”

Lexi turned her game off, wiggled out from under me, and fixed her shirt as she sat up. She grinned crookedly at me, and as I looked down at myself, I belatedly realized my cock had slipped out the front hole of my boxers at some point without me noticing.

“See, you shoulda wore pants,” Lexi said gently. She reached over and calmly tucked my erection back into my underwear for me.

“That, uh…”

“Must be very embarrassing having your penis fall out like that.”

Lexi gave my cock a squeeze through my boxers, then kissed me on the cheek. I stayed frozen, kneeling right where I was, but followed her with my eyes until she was out of the room. She stayed long enough to put her controller away and turn off the tv, then padded out without so much as a glance my way, but the smallest, most knowing of smiles on her lips.

After she was gone, it still took a few moments for me to shake myself into action. First thing was to stumble over to my door and make sure it was firmly closed. Next thing, drop the boxers. Then, naturally, fall back into bed naked and horny, and wrap my hand around my hard, pulsing cock.

Lexi’s brief, soft touch was fresh on my skin and in my head. She’d grabbed my cock so decisively I couldn’t have managed a protest if I’d wanted to, and being honest, I really wouldn’t have wanted to.

My head was full of my sister as I jerked off in me bed where she’d been lying so shortly ago. I thought of her scantily clad body, the way she felt, how she’d let me play with her.

I wanted more. I wanted her hand wrapped around my cock again, to feel her stroking me. That brief touch had been such a tease.

It was so easy to imagine Lexi doing more. To picture her sneaking back in, kneeling next to me in just her panties, giving me a look of mock disapproval even as she reached for my cock. I so badly wanted to let her jerk me off. Thinking about what it would feel like just wasn’t the same as experiencing it. Not even close.

The door opened while I was still lost in my incestuous daydream. I hadn’t been listening for anyone approaching, and usually I could at least expect a knock first, even if it was the classic parental knock where they didn’t give me enough time to hide whatever I was doing before opening the door.

Lexi poked her head in a mere fraction of a second after I’d pulled my blanket over my lower half. Her eyes flicked toward my hastily covered erection, but I didn’t think she could see it. Not that it mattered. She knew what I’d been up to. Along with her having already seen my cock slip out, me covering myself wasn’t accomplishing a hell of a lot.

“Mom wants you to come down,” Lexi said in a professionally casual tone. “We’re all gonna have breakfast together.”

“We are? Why?”

“Dunno. Just telling you what she said.”

“Uh…”

“Should I tell her you’re busy?”

I glared at Lexi. “No, you ass. Just… ugh.”

A smile escaped her otherwise perfectly controlled lips. “Shoulda jerked off faaasteeerrr,” she said in a sing songy voice.

“Not helping.”

“I know. But it’s fun.”

“Well can you just, like, let me get dressed then?”

“Yeah, I guess I could.” Lexi grinned even wider. “Don’t take too long, or I’ll be back.”

“I believe you would, too,” I muttered as she left.

Jamming my cock into a pair of pants really sucked. It sucked even more trying to arrange it somehow so my boner wasn’t obvious. But it was necessary, thanks to my darling sister. In more ways than one, even.

I made it through breakfast ok. I started out eating fast and without tasting much of anything, with the idea that I could escape again as soon as possible, but that didn’t work very well. Lexi and I kept meeting each other’s gaze. That was all it took. Knowing what she knew, being reminded of it several times a minute, none of that was helpful. I softened somewhat, but not entirely, thanks to her presence.

It got worse toward the end because Lexi started giving me deliberate little smiles. I didn’t know exactly what they meant, but the uncertainty didn’t help any, it just made me imagine possibilities.

I escaped back to my room afterward. I wasn’t quite as horny as before, but still felt the urge to jerk off. It wasn’t quite clear whether I should bother or not, given that I was all dressed and everything now, but I was leaning toward doing it anyway. Luckily I still had my pants on when Lexi popped by again.

“You’re going to make me think you’re trying to catch me with my pants off,” I said.

“Maybe stop taking ’em off then?” Lexi replied with a casual shrug.

“You want me to masturbate with my pants still on?”

“Hey, man, that’s all up to you. I have nothing to do with that.”

“You kinda do, actually.”

Lexi grinned crookedly. “Perv.”

“Did you need something?”

“Nah. Not really. Guess I should probably give you some, uh, alone time, huh?”

“That’d be nice.”

“Hell, maybe I should go play with myself too.”

My cock twitched at the thought of my sister with her hand down her panties. “Maybe you should.”

“After all, someone wouldn’t stop feeling me up this morning.”

“Well-“

“Kinda gets to me after a while, you know?”

“Yes. I think I do.”

“I bet.”

“Well have fun.”

“Yeah. You too, I guess.”

I began questioning what had just happened after Lexi was gone. It all seemed pretty straightforward, in one way, but in another I couldn’t quite reconcile that we were both, presumably, about to masturbate while thinking about each other. Unless she was just teasing or something, which was possible. I, certainly, was going to jerk off to my sister. Whether she did or not was up to her.

It was an odd state of affairs, at any rate.

****

My only other questionable interaction with Lexi that day-as if more were needed-came that evening. I was, initially, watching a movie with Mom and Dad. Or, rather, I was watching, Mom was flitting back and forth doing other things and asking me what happened while she was gone, and Dad was fighting his evening battle with falling asleep in his chair. Generally a losing battle, as it was this time.

So despite there being three of us ostensibly watching, I was the only one to take note when Lexi slipped in to join us. I didn’t think anything of it at first. She just sat and behaved herself, rather deflecting my attention away again.

Lexi crept closer on the couch with such small, sneaky movements that even though I caught the individual shifts, she was practically right next to me before I realized that she had a purpose in mind. I gave her a curious look, but she stared evenly straight ahead at the tv until I gave up. I knew she was looking when she thought I wasn’t, but I didn’t challenge her on it.

She leaned in against me, just gently, not with her full weight. I said nothing. I remained mute when her hand crept up to my head and she started running her fingers through my hair.

It might just have been her version of carrying on whatever it was we’d been up to that morning. Maybe it was just something she felt like doing. I couldn’t imagine it was totally innocent, not with the context of what had been going on between us, but I wasn’t yet convinced that it was anything I needed to stop. It didn’t hurt that it felt really nice having her play with my hair.

“You sure you wanna be this close when Mom comes back?” I whispered.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Lexi whispered back. “M’not doing anything wrong.”

“Sure, but this isn’t something you normally do either.”

“So what? It’s cute.”

“Is it? Not suspicious, you don’t think?”

I was forced to concede, however, that judging by Mom’s expression when she came back in, Lexi and I probably did look cute together. Outwardly innocent too, it seemed. Good enough.

Lexi stuck around and cuddled for a while, then flounced off again on some schedule known only to her. Maybe she’d just been trying it out or something. Testing the water on being subtly naughty when it wasn’t just the two of us.

****

I smiled to myself the next morning upon waking up with Lexi next to me. Her bare legs were the first things I saw, meaning that she hadn’t done a damn thing about dressing more appropriately. That was fine.

The hell with everything else; it was fun first thing on a weekend morning. If she was gonna keep coming in like that, I was going to enjoy it.

I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes again. I reached a hand out to my sister’s calf and gently ran it up and down her lower leg. That was all I did for a while, other than listen to her play, as she’d turned the volume up once I’d awakened.

As I allowed myself a slow, lazy waking up process, I gradually scooted my way to where I could let my hand travel up Lexi’s thigh, and eventually her butt. She didn’t outwardly react as I fondled her ass, not that I’d expected her to.

It was only when I finally sat up and took a full look at Lexi that I realized her panties were, in fact, the only clothing she had on at all.

“Where the hell’s your shirt?”

Lexi shrugged “Where’s yours?”

“You know I don’t sleep with one.”

“I do. So why should I wear one if you aren’t gonna?”

“You’re a girl.”

“Good catch.”

“You have boobs.”

“You can’t see ’em.”

It was true, in a technical kind of way. Since she was lying on her tummy, I couldn’t actually see her tits, other than the barest hint of side boob. Still, though.

“What about when you want to leave?” I asked.

“Dunno, really. Guess we’ll figure that out at some point.”

I didn’t really believe that Lexi had nothing in mind. She wouldn’t have just walked in topless without some kind of plan or agenda.

Her top was on the floor by the bed, as I belatedly spied. So she hadn’t come from her room like that, and she could probably reach it and slip it on without me actually seeing much of anything. Although I could ‘accidentally’ kick it out of reach, if I wanted. That was a thought.

“Pretty soon you’re not gonna be wearing anything at all,” I said as I ran my hand up Lexi’s bare back.

“And wouldn’t you love that.”

“I might.”

“You would.”

I grinned and grabbed her ass. “Ok, I would.”

“So I really couldn’t do that.”

“No?”

“No. Look at how handsy you get when I’m just lying here being good.”

“Excuse me? Good?”

Lexi stuck her tongue out at me over her shoulder. “Yes, good. Not now, obviously, but most of the time.” She turned to face front again. “I can only imagine what you’d try if I was lying here naked.”

A thrill ran through me at the thought of it. I shook my head to try and clear it, which didn’t really work.

I shifted again, moving to straddle Lexi as I had the day before. I rubbed her back with both hands, going slow and firm like I was professionally massaging her. Though, rather unprofessionally, I snuck little feels of her side boob as I ran my hands over her soft skin.

“I can’t believe you’d think such things of your own brother,” I said.

“Oh you can believe it.”

“So harsh.”

“Fair as can be, dude.”

“I guess we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we?”

Lexi tensed beneath me. “We will?”

“Yes. For science.”

I slipped my fingers into Lexi’s panties with the intent of pulling them down. She reached back and gave one of my intruding hands a vicious slap.

“None of that, now,” she said.

“Ow. Not nice.”

“You’re trying to steal my panties.”

“Well… yeah.”

I grumbled to myself and went back to massaging Lexi, while she in turn went back to pretending to ignore my decreasingly subtle groping of her ass and the sides of her tits. I tried pulling her panties down a few more time, but got slapped again with unerring accuracy.

If I really wanted to, I could strip Lexi anyway. If she truly had to fight me off, she’d have to roll over, and in that case I’d be in a no-lose kind of scenario. That wouldn’t be right, though. If she wanted her underwear left on, then on it would stay.

Mine however…

My heart sped up as I slipped my boxers off. This was very nearly as risky as stripping Lexi, and without any of the immediate feedback from her that would have let me stop before committing.

I was so hard, and precum was leaking from my erect cock. I looked down at my sister, so very nearly naked below me. She was entirely right about the things I might want to do to her, under the right circumstances. She tempted me so badly.

I had no idea if Lexi knew that I was naked or not. She hadn’t looked, so far as I’d seen, but she might well have guessed what I was up to, since I’d been squirming around awkwardly behind her. She hadn’t said anything, though.

Either way, I was going to try. Just to see what I could get away with. I rubbed Lexi’s back, returning to my regular pattern, carefully keeping my cock away from her at first. It wasn’t easy.

Slowly, so slowly, I lowered myself until I was just pressing against her butt. She tensed at the feel of my cock, though I still didn’t know whether or not she knew it was free of any covering. I didn’t get slapped, at any rate.

I kept rubbing her, getting her back to a relaxed state before sitting down more firmly. I wedged my cock between us, sitting it firmly in the faint cleft in the middle of her panties. That made her tense right back up, of course, but by proceeding slowly I kept things more or less balanced out.

Although, really, in spite of her tension, I couldn’t say for sure that I wasn’t doing exactly the sort of thing she expected me to. It was unclear which of us was in control of the situation, if indeed either of us were.

I rocked my hips ever so gently, testing her reaction. She didn’t say anything about it or swat at me, which was encouraging.

It felt really nice grinding on Lexi’s butt. I was glad she wasn’t stopping me, because once I’d started I really didn’t want to quit. I rubbed my cock back and forth, sliding on the smooth material of her panties, slowly pushing them deeper into her butt crack.

Lexi was actually getting better at ignoring me the longer I went. Possibly she just couldn’t help reacting to the initial shock of it. Admittedly, I could understand how feeling her brother’s cock rubbing on her ass for the first time might not be something she could take in stride. Now that she’d adjusted, I’d hardly even know anything was amiss, if I wasn’t fully the cause of it.

I kept rubbing her back for the pretense of it. I was much less thorough and consistent about it now that I was so very distracted. My sister’s butt and getting off thereon were shutting everything else out to a distant secondary priority level.

I was getting more and more worked up. I was so hard, so needy, smearing precum all over Lexi’s panties. My thrusting was getting a little out of control, though it helped to grab her hips and hold them firmly while I kept grinding on her.

Lexi’s attempt at pretending I wasn’t doing anything was an absolute joke by this point. Her face was buried in the bed, a game over screen on the tv, controller barely clutched in one hand. She was even lifting her hips, just a little, just enough to push her butt back against me.

I thrust against her ass harder and more desperately as I got close. I was nearly there, but it took some extra effort to finish off since I wasn’t getting quite the physical stimulation I would have with my hand. It was way hotter using my sister’s bum, but not quite as practical as jerking off, or actually being inside her, if I dared to imagine it.

That last thought was what did it. The thought of actually fucking Lexi’s ass instead of just grinding on it was enough to make me cum. It was so wrong to even contemplate, yet it thrilled me so much more than I could have expected. She’d feel amazing, I knew she would, and the sheer ridiculous, forbidden hotness of actually getting inside my own sister like that…

I grunted and gave a few last, sporadic thrusts as I came all over Lexi’s bum. Her panties and lower back got thickly streaked with my cum. All that pressure from my balls exploding delightfully from my shaft and making a total mess of her skin and sole article of clothing.

It wasn’t at all clear to me what to do in the aftermath. Lexi’s ass was a cummy mess thanks to me, and I was still naked and straddling her. For her part, she’d hardly moved at all.

“I think you died,” I said.

Lexi took a few seconds to respond, slowly pulling her head up and refocusing on her game over screen on the tv. “So I did,” she said faintly. She settled her elbows for support, took a fresh grip on her controller, and resumed play.

I stayed where I was for a moment to see if she really was going to carry on like nothing had happened. It seemed that was exactly her intent. I carefully dismounted her, then sat beside her for a while, casually running my fingers up and down her back, steering clear of the small lake of cum around her butt.

Eventually I got up and got dressed, not much worried about whether Lexi would peek or not. It didn’t seem all that important anymore, for some reason.

“I’m gonna see about breakfast,” I said. “You want anything?”

“No thanks. I’ll probably be down shortly.” Lexi looked my way just for a second. “I need to shower soon anyway, before your cum gets all dried on.”

I felt my face warm at the acknowledgement of what I’d done, but there was no accusation in Lexi’s tone. Just the hint of a smile on her lips that could have been either teasing, or just amused at the circumstances.

“I might have made a bit of a mess,” I admitted.

“Yeah you did. I’m almost impressed.”

“You are?”

Lexi shrugged. “In an odd sort of way. Or is that too weird?”

“It’s fine. Probably. But, uh, that was fun, anyway. Thanks, I think?”

Lexi’s grin broadened into almost a real smile. “Rather naughty of us, wasn’t it?” she said softly.

“Very.”

****

I went out for a while, through late morning and most of the afternoon. I was back for supper, but found that no one was around, let alone making anything. Undeterred, I set about making something for myself. I had no idea what anyone else’s plans were, and I was getting hungry enough not to have any interest in waiting to find out.

Lexi was home, as it turned out. She’d just been off somewhere being quiet when I returned. She found me while I was only in the beginning stages of figuring out what to make.

“You’re back,” she said.

“I am.”

“Not nice to run off on a girl after messing her panties like that, you know. Very uncouth.”

“Oh. Well I certainly didn’t mean to be uncouth. Couthness is very important to me.”

“As well it should be.” Lexi hopped up to sit on the counter nearby. “What ya making me?”

“Who says I’m making anything for you?”

She clicked her tongue and shook her head. “Not even a dinner in it for me. Boy do I feel used.”

I tilted my head and gave her a Look. “Are Mom or Dad around?”

“Nope. Gone out.”

“Good.”

I stepped over to Lexi, pushed her legs open to make it easier to get close, then kissed her. I kept it short and soft.

“Well. That’s better, I suppose,” she said.

“Glad to hear it. What would you like?”

“What?”

“For supper.”

“Oh. Right. Uh… I dunno.”

“Anything you want.”

“Anything?”

“Provided I know how to make it.”

Lexi returned the Look I’d given her earlier. “That’s a much less amazing offer. So, what, sandwiches or Kraft Dinner?”

“Ouch. I can make more things than that.”

“Name twenty.”

I grinned. “You set an impossible standard for cheffery, you know.”

Lexi tossed her hair in an impressively haughty manner. “I’m pretty high maintenance like that.”

“So it would seem.” I considered the issue for a moment. “Maybe I just gotta take you somewhere.”

“To eat?”

“Yeah.”

“Like a date?”

“Um… maybe?”

She shook her head. “Nuh uh, dude. Not falling for that one.”

“What?”

“You’re my brother.”

“I know. I caught on a couple years ago. You act like I’m slow or something.”

“You can’t date your sister,” Lexi said, speaking very slowly and enunciating carefully.

“Well… that’s the conventional belief, sure.”

“No dating. No way.”

“Huh.” I folded my arms. “You’re awfully firm on that question, considering it didn’t even officially come up.”

Lexi shrugged. “It would have come up sooner or later. A boy cums on your ass, all of a sudden he wants to get all romantic and shit.”

“I… you…” I scratched my head. “Do I dare ask how many times that’s been an issue?”

“None yet. But only because I’ve been proactive.”

“Ah. I see.”

I only kind of saw, in fact. I also wasn’t sure whether to be hurt or not that Lexi emphatically didn’t want to date me. I was pretty sure that wasn’t even what I’d asked. At worst, I’d maybe kind of asked her on one date. Maybe. I wasn’t even sure about that. The rules got pretty fuzzy in cases like this.

“So we’re still stuck with me making something, are we?”

“Maybe. Could be fun. You could be, like, a sexy chef guy. Or something.”

“Could I?”

Lexi shrugged. “Enh… probably not. But I’m willing to be surprised.”

“I’m not getting a hell of a lot of support from you, you know. Lotta criticism flying around. Maybe I don’t want to cook for you anymore.”

“Then… hm. Guess we order pizza?”

“I dunno.”

“Order pizza and snuggle with a movie?”

“… you have my attention.”

“Thought I might. Lemme look up the number.”

And so, once the pizza arrived, Lexi and I settled into exactly what she’d suggested. We cuddled really damn close on the couch, too close to easily eat our pizza, as it happened. Not that that stopped us. It just meant we had to eat carefully, and that occasionally one of us would feed a bite to the other in a cutesy kind of way that was nevertheless Not Like A Date.

The cuddling only intensified once we’d finished eating. There was nothing anymore to distract us from us. The movie certainly wasn’t more alluring to me than my sister’s warm, cozily snuggled body. Not even a contest.

We pretended, of course. Acted like we cared about something other our dangerous proximity. I was pretty sure we didn’t make eye contact the whole time, even while I was slipping hands under her shirt, or she was wiggling around in my lap.

We more or less settled down after a while. Still close as could be, but having somewhat established ourselves. I was amusing myself with an arm casually wrapped around Lexi, hand firmly embedded under her bra. She was a little more subtle at first, but that subtlety went out the window when she started undoing my zipper.

I glanced at Lexi, but she was staring straight ahead, apparently oblivious to me except for her cunning little fingers digging for my cock. I leaned back and waited to see how it was going to play out. I had my suspicions.

Sure enough, Lexi slowly, carefully pulled my cock free from my pants and underwear. I was so hard for her, and I smiled at the sharp intake of breath I caught when she wrapped her hand around my pulsing shaft.

What followed was about the most decadently frustrating experience of my life. Lexi stroked and teased me about as glacially slowly as was possible without being frozen in time. Her hand barely moved at times, and at others only her fingertips slid across my sensitive skin, hardly touching me at all. She kept me crazy horny without ever giving me even the hope that she might finish the job at some point.

I couldn’t even do anything about it. If I said anything, if I did anything, she might just stop. I had no idea what she was thinking, what she might decide she did or didn’t want. I had to just let her play with me however she wished. That was what she did for me, after all. It wasn’t even just in my bed anymore. Not with my hand cupping her tit right there in the living room.

It did make me wonder if what I’d been doing was quite the same tease for Lexi as what she was doing to me. I didn’t think it was. Certainly not on purpose at any rate.

Either way, Lexi was in no hurry at all. She played with me so slowly, and was still at it when our parents got home.

I swore as I heard the front door open. I had to disentangle my hand from Lexi’s bra, then try and stuff my poor, overly-teased cock back into my pants. Lexi, thinking a little more clearly, just threw a blanket over our laps. It meant we were still sitting a little too close together when Mom and Dad came in, but at least we weren’t being obviously handsy or horny.

Dad took over his chair for the evening. Mom went to get changed, then flitted back and forth between joining us and taking care of something she’d just thought of. The usual.

I was happy enough that neither of them thought to comment on how close Lexi and I were sitting, though admittedly it might not have looked so bad without the context of knowing what we’d been up to.

Lexi’s hand strayed to my lap a couple times, despite me trying my best to go soft. I couldn’t even reprimand her too overtly without attracting attention I very much didn’t want. Glaring at her accomplished very little.

****

Our weekday schedules ate into our naughty time a bit. That issue didn’t come close to dissuading us entirely.

It was only a few mornings later when Lexi entered the bathroom while I was mid-shower. I wasn’t expecting her to be quite so brazen, but there wasn’t really any reason why she wouldn’t.

I felt a tad vulnerable standing naked behind the shower curtain while she stood at the sink. I’d been unclothed with her in the room many times before, but never because she’d deliberately walked in on me. She didn’t make any obvious attempts at peeking, but it would have been easy enough if she’d wanted to.

I got halfway hard just from knowing she was there and wondering what she was up to. She didn’t even really have to do anything to turn me on.

Eventually I had to give in and dry off. I stayed behind the curtain, reaching around it to grab my towel, only stepping out once I had it wrapped around my mostly dry body.

Lexi was applying moisturizer to her face. All outward evidence suggested she didn’t care at all that I was in the room too. I knew that to be false.

I took a quick moment to admire her tight top and panties combo, keeping her modest to an extent while also highlighting some interesting areas. There was some tantalizing cleavage on display the way her top sat, and when I stepped next to her I could still see it in the mirror.

“You couldn’t wait for me to finish?” I asked.

“You were taking forever. I have things to do.”

“That’s never been a problem before.”

“Not that you know of.”

“I think you just wanted to perv on me in the shower.”

Lexi turned her face toward me, eyes all big and innocent. She distracted me so masterfully that I didn’t notice her hand moving to my towel until it was already dropping to the floor.

“Oops,” she said.

“So clumsy of you.”

“Really though. Still waking up, I guess.”

I got even harder. Standing naked next to my sister, knowing she could see my arousal, it fed back on itself and only got me increasingly excited.

Lexi kept her hand near my waist while only using her other one to fuss with her appearance. She was just stalling, I assumed. Using any excuse to stay right where she was. And, indeed, she soon wrapped her fingers around my cock.

My eyes rolled back and I bit my lip at the feel of Lexi holding my nearly full erection. She was so casual about it, though less so than our evening cuddling with a movie. And she wasn’t quite so much of a tease this time either. She just held me at first, but with a firm grip, and when she started moving it was very nearly like a real handjob.

It was tricky fighting for space at the sink without dislodging Lexi entirely. I didn’t want to risk making her let go of me. But I too had things to do, and I needed to get ready for them sooner than later.

It was quite a fascinating experience brushing my teeth while Lexi jerked me off. I felt uncoordinated enough to have been embarrassed by it under any other circumstances. In this case, I felt somewhat justified.

She was still going when it came time to shave, which turned that into a slow and careful exercise. It would be all too easy to cut myself while Lexi played with my cock.

As soon as I’d finished everything and was finally able to just lean on the counter and enjoy my handjob, Lexi released me and took a step toward the door. I caught her with a speed that impressed even me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked.

“Gonna go get dressed.”

“You’re just going to leave me like this?”

Lexi looked me up and down. “You can dress yourself, can’t you?”

“That is so not what I meant.”

“And what exactly did you mean?” she asked, flashing those overly innocent eyes at me again.

“You did this to me last night too.”

“Made you dress yourself?”

“Teased me. Got me all excited. Then didn’t finish the job.”

Lexi shrugged. “Not really my fault last night. Couldn’t go jerking you off with the ‘rents hanging around.”

“No, that’s true. What about now, though?”

She looked down at my erection that was pointed right at her. She chewed thoughtfully on her lip. “Well…”

I released Lexi as she grabbed my cock again. She stroked it with much more purpose, with the full intent of getting me off quickly. It was so very different, in an amazing and wonderful way. Unlike her teasing, this was pure bliss and would actually make me cum. I could feel it already.

We stood together in a state of near-silence while Lexi jerked me off. Her tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth in an adorable expression of concentration. I let out the occasional soft grunt or sigh of pleasure.

“You’re gonna make a mess when you cum,” Lexi said.

“Probably.”

“Can you reach a towel or something?”

I could have grabbed a towel. But I was just horny and stupid enough to grab something else instead. I reached for Lexi and took hold of her panties. I pulled them out, away from her body enough to get my intent across.

“Oh my god, you perv,” Lexi said breathily. “That’s not what I meant at all.”

Despite that, she jerked me even faster and more intensely. Her eyes locked on my cock, waiting for its explosion. Her breathing had become heavier, much like mine.

When I came, she thrust her hips forward and aimed me right for the gap between panties and skin. My cum hit her in thick, gooey streaks that dripped down toward her pussy. She milked every little bit of it from me, even wiping the last of it off with the edge of her underwear. I eased her panties back into place, trapping my cum within them.

“You happy now?” Lexi asked.

I grinned. “Very.”

I pushed her back against the wall and kissed her firmly. At the same time, I slipped my hand between her thighs and pressed my palm hard against her panties over her cummy pussy. I held her like that for a moment, then broke away.

“You’re the best, Lexi.”

I left her standing there breathless, confused, and horny.

****

Lexi was waiting for me in my room when I got home that evening. She wasn’t even playing Zelda and pretending like she didn’t care if I showed up or not, but instead was on her phone while waiting and put it away as soon as I showed up.

“Wasn’t very nice of you this morning,” she said.

“Oh?”

“Leaving me like that.”

“Now you know how I felt.”

“Hey, I jerked you off this morning.”

“That’s true. And it was lovely, thanks.”

Lexi flushed. “Well… you’re welcome. But then I had to go to class all worked up, and with my panties all messed, and-“

“You didn’t change them first?”

“No.”

I grinned. “Bad girl.”

“Shut up! It’s your fault.”

“Only partly.”

“Mostly.”

I shrugged, not too bothered either way. “If you say so.”

Lexi bounced off the bed. “Glad you’re admitting it.”

She moved to leave the room, but I stepped in front of her. She didn’t try very hard to get around me.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Lexi tossed her hair flippantly. “Probably to go masturbate, since I have to do everything myself around here.”

“Is that what you think?”

“Kinda, yeah.”

I smiled crookedly and pressed my hand to her pussy, much as I had that morning. Her jeans prevented me from getting a particularly good feel this time, but it still got a reaction out of her, which was the main thing.

Lexi stood nice and still for me as I knelt in front of her, undid her pants, and pulled them down her legs.

“Glad to see you changed your panties since you got home, at least,” I said.

“Had to. They were getting all dry and gross. Thanks to you.”

“Can’t blame me for that,” I muttered. “I don’t control how cum works.”

I pressed a finger to the front of Lexi’s panties. I located her slit by touch and rubbed up and down on it. It didn’t take long for me to start feeling some moisture through the material. She really had been waiting for me. However, as soon as I tried to pull Lexi’s panties down, I got my hands swatted again.

“I’m getting some seriously mixed signals here,” I said.

“Tough.”

“Were you not just complaining that I wasn’t getting you off?”

“Maybe.”

“Well I’m trying.”

Lexi shifted her weight from foot to foot. “I’m not quite ready for that.”

“For what, me touching you?”

“No. Taking my panties off.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

I threw my hands up. “What do you want from me then?”

Lexi considered the question. “I have a few ideas, actually.”

I followed her lead as she guided me to stand, then took my pants off. It seemed easier to go along with whatever she had in mind. I didn’t know what was with her reluctance for panty removal, but it might just have been one of those things that didn’t fully make sense. Sex and emotions could be like that.

Lexi made me lie back on my bed. I was in the beginning stages of getting hard anyway, and she accelerated the process greatly when she straddled my waist and practically sat on my cock.

She had grabbed a controller beforehand, and casually started up her game while rocking very gently back and forth on top of me. I grew harder beneath her, and I had to press on her butt a couple times so she’d shift enough to give me space to grow.

Her grinding got a little firmer and more intense as she made better and better connection with my erection. Eventually I slipped out the front of my boxers, giving her free rein of my exposed cock. She reached down to touch it a few times when she had a free hand, but mostly just kept grinding.

I was stuck, it seemed. Somehow that just kept happening to me. It wasn’t a bad thing by any means, since I was getting my sister’s panty-covered pussy rubbed all over my cock, but it was at a slower pace than I would have chosen.

I had Lexi’s butt to stare at and play with to help amuse me, and I took full advantage of that. It wasn’t quite enough to get past my arousal and desire for something a bit more. Something faster or harder. Something more than a decadent, sensual tease.

Or, dare I think it, something along the lines of Lexi riding me for real.

That was probably too much. Maybe. Possibly. I wasn’t quite sure either way. But just the thought of it was worryingly enticing.

I was kept pinned and ruthlessly teased for quite a while. Lexi eventually came on my cock, which was kind of fun and interesting. It made her lose her rhythm and go nearly still for a moment afterward, but she soon got right back to her slow, excruciating pace rocking back and forth on me.

Only when she came a second time did Lexi finally get off of me. Her panties were visibly soaked as she turned around and took a look at me.

“That looks kinda painful,” she said, gently poking my angrily erect cock.

“It kinda is,” I agreed. “You like doing that to me, don’t you?”

Lexi shrugged. “You coulda said something.”

“And that would have worked.”

“I dunno. Maybe.”

Her game stayed paused and forgotten as she settled into playing with me instead. Either she could tell how needy I was, or maybe she just realized how long she’d been grinding on me, because she didn’t fuck around too long with me before getting to a solid grip with her hand and jerking me off with smooth, rapid strokes.

“I was never sure if it was a myth,” Lexi said as an afterthought. “Blue balls, or whatever. If it was just a ploy, or actually a problem.”

“Probably a little of both. Depending on the situation.”

“Probably.” She looked at me with a slightly raised eyebrow. “Do your balls hurt too?”

I actually felt a little embarrassed by the question, silly as that was. “Ah, yeah. They’re actually where the pain tends to be. Kind of an ache to them.”

“Like you need to cum really badly?”

“Yeah. But, uh, they probably still won’t be happy afterward.”

“Oh. Teased you too much, huh?”

“Kinda, yeah.”

Lexi smiled apologetically. “You really could have said something.”

“Yeah, well… I didn’t want you to stop.”

Her cheeks coloured softly and she ducked her eyes for a moment. “I see.”

Lexi kept jerking me, getting me close. I was almost there when she abruptly leaned her head in close, opened her mouth, and took part of my cock inside. I didn’t last long at all in her warm, smothering mouth, with her lithe, wet little tongue wiggling around on me.

I had a ridiculous amount of cum for her, thanks to the time she’d spent working me up. My balls contracted over and over in a simultaneous huge wave of relief, and a mild repeating pain. It was both wonderful, and not something I particularly wanted to experience again.

Lexi swallowed most of my cum, but didn’t quite manage all of it as fast as it was coming. She choked a bit toward the end, and had a bit of a messy chin when she sat back up. There was a rogue streak on her shirt where some had dripped.

“Damn, you did need that.”

I nodded. “Yep.”

“Feel better?”

“Much.”

I wiped Lexi’s chin with my thumb, then offered it to her. She hesitated a second, then sucked it clean.

“Not a bad taste, at least,” she said, still eyeing me a bit oddly.

“Glad to hear it.”

“Uh huh. You’re just lucky. ‘Cause if it had been too gross, I wouldn’t have been doing that again.”

I almost made a smartass comment about how she was implying she would do it again, then wisely decided against it. Too risky. Too much at stake.

****

Lexi and I got more comfortable than ever with each other over the next few days. I got to wake up to her playing with my cock a couple times, and she took another cumshot in her mouth after jerking me off again. She still wouldn’t let me take her panties off, but I got my hand inside them to rub her off on one occasion, and anything to do with her tits seemed to be fair game still.