Karina took the lead. “Well, after I moved in, I cried a lot at night. Carly would put her arms around me and hold me tightly until I cried myself to sleep. It got to be the only way I could go to sleep after a while, having your sister holding me. And it was still summer and pretty warm at night, so we didn’t wear much in the way of clothing to sleep in. One night, I had my head on her chest, and noticed her nipple was hard even though it was still pretty warm in the room.” Carly blushed a deep crimson. Weird. I don’t think I had ever seen my sister blush before. “I kissed her cheek and told her I loved her.”
That was nothing new really. I had heard them say that to each other for years. My parents had even told Karina they loved her long before everything happened. She was basically a second daughter. She was as good as my other sister. I loved them both, although I really never put any conscious thought into it before.
“So what? That’s perfectly normal,” I reasoned.
Carly chimed in again, “Maybe. But this was when I had just broken up with Rick, because I had told him I loved him, and he said he wasn’t sure if he really felt the same way.” She hung her head and Karina put her arm around her and pulled her close as she continued. “He sure seemed to love me at times, especially while we were fooling around in the back of his van.”
I never liked Rick. Carly had dated him for almost a year. He was another frat-boy, muscle-headed, jock-type who said “Bro” a lot.
“Anyway, I was vulnerable and upset also,” she continued. “It felt good to have someone there in bed beside me who I could trust. One night I leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, and she turned her head to me at the exact time and I ended up kissing her on the lips.”
Yeah, that image in my head was never going to go away.
Karina spoke next. “And that’s all it was at first. We would lay in bed, hold each other close and just kiss. We both needed to feel loved, for different reasons. And it wasn’t sexual at all, at least at first. No tongues, just soft, tender kisses on the lips.” Karina emphasized the point by leaning over and kissing my sister in front of me. Their lips met, pressed together for several seconds, barely making a sound as they pulled away. I was very turned on and very confused.
“This is … a little too much.” I confessed. “Look, you don’t have to tell me all this. She’s my sister, you’re basically family too.” I was fighting a losing battle with the erection in my shorts.
“Karina and I are just worried you would tell someone; mom, dad, your buddies.” Carly pleaded with me.
“I said I was fine with it. You two can do whatever you like. It won’t bother me; I won’t say a word.” My mind was swimming. This was a lot of information all at once. And what did showering together have to do with this? I wanted to know and yet I didn’t want to know, both at the same time.
“You just need to know that it isn’t always a sexual thing. We don’t spend every moment together in my room having sex. I don’t want you to see the door closed and be thinking we’re in there just going down on each other.” Direct and blunt. The old Carly was back.
Well, if I wasn’t thinking that before, I sure as fuck was going to think it now. My cock was throbbing. “I’m good. I promise. Can we go?”
“Sure.” Karina winked at me. “Do you need a moment before you can stand up?”
Fuck. She was right. The bulge in my shorts would be pretty obvious. But I was honest with myself. Was that going to change with them sitting there across from me after what they had just told me? Nope. Not at all.
“It’s not going to get better anytime soon. Let’s just hurry.” I charged out the door to Carly’s car.
She had insisted on driving us, mainly because it was much cleaner than my pickup. Plus, it had more seating room. In my single cab pickup, we’d be all pressed together, shoulders and arms and legs all touching … Dammit, this wasn’t helping my erection any.
I stayed pretty quiet on the ride home. The girls chatted about whatever came to mind. I sat in the back with my mind spinning. Of course, once we got home, I ended up behind Karina and watched her sweet, shapely ass sway side to side as we walked up the driveway to the front door. Carly noticed and smacked my arm hard.
“Seriously. Stop,” she whispered loudly.
As I rubbed my arm where she had hit me, the thought struck my mind. Was this her being protective, or was it jealousy?
I went to my room and closed the door. I heard the bathroom door open and the girls giggling inside. I wondered what they were up to now. I really wanted to take my cock out and stroke it, but I had a couple of projects to work on. I slipped my headphones over my ears and sat down to get to work.
I coded non-stop for a few hours, during which I was able to push thoughts of my sister and Karina out of my head. Once I reached a certain point, I decided I needed a break. I headed out to the kitchen for some soda and snacks.
As I passed the girls’ room, the door burst open right in front of me. Karina stepped out. She was all dolled up for her date and, lord have mercy, I couldn’t help but stop and stare at her.
Her hair was done up, with just a hint of makeup on her face. She was wearing a narrow yellow tube top that threatened to rip open with the pressure her tits were putting on the material. There was no way she had a bra on under there. Her midriff was exposed and, below, she had on a tight leather mini skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks. I knew I was about to get hard again in front of her. I knew Carly would probably kick my ass again, but I couldn’t control my dick.
Karina smiled at me and spun around giving me the 360-degree view. I mumbled an apology and tried to go around her, but she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in for a big hug, her massive breasts pressing into my chest. I swear I could feel her nipples harden.
“Well, I know at least one guy who thinks I look great in this,” she said as she pulled away. “I hope Derek reacts the way you just did.”
Carly was suddenly right beside me, smacking my arm again. “Dude, what the fuck?” she half-whispered.