The Man of the House

“Oh… yes… yes!” Kelsey moaned.

I hit her on the head. “You dummy… I’m forcing you to have sex! Why are you yelling yes?”

Kelsey’s eyes teared up as she rubbed the back of her head. “Ah… I don’t know! That’s what they do in the porn movies!”

“This isn’t a porn movie. You’re being held down and losing your virginity against your will, now go!”

“Wait… why do I have to do the moaning? Aren’t you the guy? Guys should do the moaning. You should be all like ‘Mmm… yeah… my sister’s pussy is so tight and warm.’ Girls love that talk.”

“What are you saying? We’re not reenacting a porn here; we’re just trying to fool Kristy.”

“So, you should moan.”

 “I don’t moan at all.”

“And you think Kristy will know that?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

“Well, I don’t mean either.”

“Really? Kristy moans…”

“Hey, I’m not my twin sister!” Kelsey snapped. “I’ll have you know that I shlick off like three times a night. I share a room with Kristy and she doesn’t hear a thing! However, I can tell when she’s schlicking off, I just don’t say anything because it’s rude.”

She crossed her arms like the conversation was settled with that.

“Wait… if you don’t say anything to her, how do you know she doesn’t hear you do it, but she just doesn’t say anything like you?”

She froze for a second, and then made a face. “Because… I don’t moan!”

“And now we’re back to the start…” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t believe it.

I reached my hand between her legs. She was still wearing her somewhat tight and form-fitting gym shorts. I started to rub her between the legs.

“Ahh. Ahhh. Wh-what are you doing?” Her eyes popped open.

“Proving that you moan!” I shot back. “Do you admit it?”

“N-No… hah… that’s, you just caught me off guard is all. I don’t pant like some man!” She responded defiantly.

She reached out and grabbed my crotch. “Y-you’re hard!”

“Aren’t you wet?” I pointed to the wet spot on her pants.

“That’s… that’s sweat… ahnnn…”

“That was a moan!”

“I-it wasn’t!” She shot back, stroking my cock through my pants. “You’re the one who is going to moan, just like a boy should.

“Keep dreaming! You’re the one who is going to whimper and moan.”

“As if!”

Half sitting with our heads propped up, the both of us started fondling each other earnestly. I stroked her pussy through the cloth of her shorts, while she rubbed the shaft of my cock through my pants. I could see her staring intently as she tried to make me moan. After things had come this far though, how could I give her the satisfaction? If one of us didn’t do it, then Kristy would realize we weren’t doing anything back here. Of course, the dumbness of that was lost on me at the moment. Kelsey had a way of making those around her act as dumb as her. We were both too focused on getting the other to moan to think about it.

She bit her lip; her body shuddering as pleasure shot through her. Although I had far better handjobs before, something about this tense situation made her hands more arousing than I originally would have thought. I found myself trying to grit my teeth to keep from making any noises. Our breaths came out stuttered and unsteady as we tried to resist the feelings from each other’s hands, but neither of us backed down.

I felt like the cloth between her pants was far too restrictive. It wasn’t fair. I only had access to the outside of her vagina, while she could stroke the entire length of my shaft with her fingers through the pants. I needed to get past the clothing. Grabbing the fabric and pulling it aside, I touched her bare pussy. She let out a gasp.

“Liking it?” I shot out before she could protest.

“A-as if…” She responded with gritted teeth. “Wait… not insiiiiide… ahhh…”

“What? That’s not how you shlick it?” I grinned.

“Well, you don’t jack it in your pants either!” She responded defiantly, reaching into my pants and unzipping them, desperately trying to pull it out.

She finally fumbled it out of my pants and held it with both hands. Her eyes grew even wider as she looked down at it. She seemed to be stunned for a moment.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing!” Her cheeks turned red.

She switched to one hand, stroking it with long hard thrusts while her other hand supported her. She was leaning forward toward my lap, while my fingers started to play with her twat. She was getting wet, and her erotic scent filled the air. Although she was panting, she managed to bite her lip every time she wanted to let out a moan.

I started to speed up my fingers, rubbing her clit in quick circles as I occasionally let my fingers plunge into her depth. It was clear by the feel she was very tight, a virgin. I remembered what she had said previously, so I leaned close to her ear.

“You’re so tight and warm,” I whispered seductively in her ear.

Her body shivered. “Y-you… no… I won’t lose!”

She was just about to collapse into an orgasm, but I felt her muscles below contract as she somehow resisted cumming. She began to move her hand faster, jacking my cock quickly. Another girl might have grown tired of this repetitive motion by now, but Kelsey was an athlete and extremely determined not to be outdone, so her hand kept moving faster and faster without any sign of slowing down. She didn’t have any finesse of a more experienced girl, and I might have cum already if my cock was in the hands of someone more knowledgeable.

However, there was something about her earnest, simple technique that I could resist, and I was finding it difficult to keep myself from moaning. Kelsey wasn’t doing any better. She had tightened her legs around my hand to the point she was clamping it. I slapped her thigh, causing her to yelp. After glaring at her, she reluctantly opened her legs again, but her thighs shook and it was clear she was barely hanging on.

“Just cum for me…” I whispered. “Just let it out.”

“N-no… you first!” She shot back.

At some point, our faces had closed the distance between each other, and while she jacked off my penis with all of her might, and I rubbed her cunt, our mouths were mere centimeters from each other. Both of our teeth were clenched, and we were looking into each other’s eyes, waiting for the other person to lose it first. Her breath came through her teeth in ragged stutters, and the whining sound of suppressed moans was leaking out, but they were quiet to the point that if I wasn’t so close, I wouldn’t hear them.

If I called her on just that, I knew she’d deny it. Unless she moaned loudly enough that Kristy could hear it, then it wouldn’t be a satisfying victory. She was almost there. I knew it. Any second, she would let out a resounding moan. Her face was completely red, and her body was shaking as a powerful orgasm was building in her body.

I was so focused on finishing her, I hadn’t realized how close I was. It wasn’t until I felt the familiar rise of my cock swelling that I knew I was about to cum. I would let out a noise, and then she’d act like she was the winner. Unable to suppress my moan, I did the only thing I could. I shoved my lips against hers and stuck my tongue through her lips. Her teeth separated instantly and she started kissing me back. Her body started to jerk as she orgasmed, her legs kicking the floor as her pussy tightened against my fingers and I felt a gushing of liquid from between her legs.

That wasn’t the only location that was gushing. My cock shot out too, white spurts of cum shooting between her fingers and onto the ground. The pair of us had broken into moans, but they were stifled by each other’s mouths. We clung to each other, to keep the moans stuck between us, which was counter to the entire reason we started this in the first place.

“Are you finished br- Oh!” At that exact moment, Kristy had decided to return, having not heard much more than a little bit of rustling and having already given it ten minutes.

Thus, she arrived in time to see the pair of us cumming and spasming on the ground as we tongue-kissed each other. The pair of us collapsed on the grass next to each other. We finally pulled our lips away, both of us looking up in the sky as we panted for breath. I came hard, and some of it was still dripping down Kelsey’s hand. She just let it pool there as she lay down like all the life had gone out of her.

After a bit, she looked up at Kristy, who looked away, blushing slightly. She then glanced over at me, the expression on her face was strangely resolute.

“Th-that was better than schlicking it.” She said, swallowing. “Way better…”

Although we hadn’t intended to do anything, the pair of us had ended up hitting third base. More than that, Kelsey had walked in on it and seen everything. Of course, it was her idea to begin with, so I didn’t know what she wanted.

We cleaned up quickly after recovering, and then we quickly abandoned the area before we were caught. Kelsey braved returning to the locker room, where she quickly showered and changed back into her normal clothing. When she returned, she reported that she had told them all she had found the back door open when she got there, and she had followed it out the back and couldn’t find anyone. There was no way she was going to admit what happened.

“Even if… that didn’t happen.” Her face turned red. “You two dummies. I never would have told anyone about it! You’re my brother and my sister! If I said some things, it’d be just as much social suicide for myself, even if I wasn’t involved at all! You should give me more credit than that!”

She gave us both an admonishment, and we both realized we had overreacted. Having already been pushed into a corner by that other girl, we had just acted out of instinct and the intense desire for self-preservation. It really would have been dumb if Kelsey spread rumors about her own family committing incest.

“Anyway, Noah explained a bit of what happened.”

“H-he did?” Kristy’s eyes widened.

“I mean, he mentioned that you couldn’t remember my locker combination and you wanted to steal some pads, so he came in and you two got stuck in the shower when someone came in. In the future, if you need my pads, just ask!”

I managed to keep myself from reacting, and when Kristy looked questioningly at me, I nodded in confirmation. Just after I had complimented Kelsey on keeping her mouth shut, she slipped up and nearly told Kristy that we knew the drugs were hers. She had managed to recover it quickly though, implying that I lied about why we were there.

“Sorry,” I said.

She gave me a subtle look, but then crossed her arms and let out a sigh. “Well, at least, I understand how easy it is for… some things to accidentally happen. But we all have to promise not to make it a habit!”

As she said this, she pointed out her finger accusingly. Well, she was a culprit now herself. So, at the least, she didn’t have the right to lecture us on that. That didn’t mean she wasn’t still struggling to come to terms with it. She decided to call it an accident instead like our hands just fell into each other’s pants.

“What about the people who saw Kristy?” I asked.

“Well, we’ll just claim Kelsey had a heavy period and bled a lot and was afraid to be seen before she had a chance to clean it all up. Her moans were cramping. Only half the girls were listening anyway since she was trying to bully someone out of the shower.”

Like that, our little foray seemed to have been resolved. However, Kelsey and I still had to figure out what to do about Kristy and the drugs she was taking. It wasn’t over between me and my twins.