Elgon and Amy....(Closed for RedHairedandFriendly and I)

Elgon

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With his parents away for the weekend and her sister pout shopping with his girl friend. He thought it would be a good time to get on Lit. He wondered in anticipation what Jenna posted in reply to his last post.

When he logged on to Lit he went directly to the thread He and Jenna had going. When he got into the thread he saw that Jenna didn’t log in yet, and normally she was on by this time. He looked at his wrist watch and saw that it was already after 8:00 PM. He scrolled through some other threads to pass the time than he gave up 45 minutes later, and went downstairs to watch TV.

Here he was 18 year old hunk as his girl friend referrers to him, home alone with nothing to do.

Elgon was very handsome. He was 6’1” 160 lb with black curly hair and green eyes, a well muscled body as he was into all sort of sports. Lately after he started a thread on Lit with a girl named Jenna, he’s been having a frequent hard on and wanted to fuck his girl friend Sally in the worst way, but she wouldn’t have any of it.

Hi Sister Amy came home 30 minutes later.

“Hi Elgon, I’m home, anything good to watch on TV tonight?”

“Sorry sis not much worth wasting your time if you have something better to do.”
“Thanks I’m going up to my room for a while than.”

He nodded his head and went back to watching TV.

Bored out of his scull, he went back in his room and got back on his pc. To his surprise Jenna was on and he sent her a PM asking how come she was late. She replied that she had some stuff to do and couldn’t get on till a few minutes ago.

Instead of posting they started sending PM back and forth to each other. Elgon was getting hot reading what Jenna was writing back to him. His cock had gotten so hard he had to take care of it.

“Jenna I have to go now, I might see you tomorrow if you can get on tomorrow.”

“Ok Roger, have a good night and we may see you tomorrow night.”

Roger pulled his hard cock out and started to masturbate with the image he had of Jenna.
 
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Amy sighed as she stared at the curser blinking back at her. She knew it was her turn to respond to the story she and Roger had been writing. But once again she was distracted by the thoughts of the man behind the screen, not the story they were writing. They were getting more intimate, or least their characters were and she found herself more curious about Roger. Amy sipped at her soda as she imagined herself as Jenna, the character in her story. She wondered what it would be like to have Roger looking at her the way he did in their role play story. What would it feel like for him to touch her? Amy sighed again and finally shook herself out of her daydream and she quickly got back to the task at hand. The characters were about to slide from their first sex scene to their next and she really wanted to turn Roger on and she wondered for the hundredth time if that was or wasn't his real name.

Jenna slid her lips from Roger's temple, down his jaw line and across to capture his lips. Her tongue darted in and out, coaxing his in a way that made them both hungry for more. She felt his hands on her hips and the evidence of his release and hers still slid from her satiny home. Jenna winked as she slipped her fingers along his chest and then pulled away to roll to her side. She then returned to examining his flesh with her lips, kissing her way across his chest, down his stomach and then lower. Her smile grew wide as she looked eagerly at his come-covered shaft. She licked her lips and finally got to taste her come from her lover's cock.

Amy pushed away from the table. Her fingers were trembling a little as she thought of being Jenna and sucking off her and Roger's come. She had even licked her lips, just like Jenna had. Her fingers skated down and she slipped her hand under her skirt, pushed her panties to the side and placed the pad of her palm against the red curls of her pussy. Several times she rubbed herself, each one growing more vigorous than the last. In time though she knew she had to stop or she'd make herself come and as much as she wanted to. . .she just didn't want it to be alone. She really wanted it to be with Roger.

She pulled her hand away, thought of what Jenna would do and grinned. Immediately, her palm was against her face and her tongue was lapping of the juices that had slipped easily from her sex. She then got up and walked back to her bed, where she'd dumped her packages from the day's shopping. They weren't the normal things she and her brother's girlfriend bought. They were things she wanted to show Roger. What was difficult though, as she pulled off her clothes and put on the tiny thong and pantie set, was how to get Roger to want to see her. She wasn't even sure he felt the same way. She thought of taking a few headless shots of her in her new ensemble of satin and lace.

He wouldn't see her face, but he'd see her full breasts and her curvy body. He'd see her red bush and know she was indeed a redhead all over. She giggled as she stared at her figure in the mirror. Then she began to pose wickedly for her imaginary photo session.
 
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Roger slowed his hand as the image of Jenna came to mind. She had described herself and it was as if he could real see her. He thought about the last post were they had their first sex. Her pussy had felt like a vice she was so tight, or maybe it was because his cock was very tick.

He looked at his cock and smiled, as he thought how great it would be to really feel the inside of her pussy. In the story she screamed when he entered her but the pain was overcome by the pleasures. In his mind he could see her tight pussy lips around his shaft and a very light patch of red hair.

They had fucked like there was no tomorrow in the thread, and after all that. She took his cock into her mouth still covered with her own come and she sucked him, her mouth felt almost as good her cunt did when she tried to swallow it beep into her throat.

Roger loved redheads that are what attracted him to her in the first place. Now he wished he could see her, did she really look like she said she did? He wondered. He didn’t know why but he thought of his sister Amy as she was a redhead. He dismissed her out of his thoughts and got back thinking of Jenna.
He couldn’t help wondering what she was doing right now after he signed off Lit.

He stopped masturbating as his mind began to wander elsewhere. Jenna description began to nag at him and he couldn’t figure why, except that she sounded like someone he knew but couldn’t put his finger on it.

Frustrated he decided to try and sleep as it past midnight now. In his sleep he dreamed of two faceless women, one was naked and the other was fully clothed. The naked one had to be Jenna as she looked like how she described herself, the other kept flashing with clothes on than without, But their bodies were very similar naked.

When he woke the next morning he found himself cover with sweat, and wondered what the dream was all about. He got up and went into the bath to take a long cold shower. He kept thinking of that stupid dream while a washed. He wondered what Jenna would say if he told her about it.
 
The following morning Amy woke with a headache and a touch of annoyance in her step. She’d gone to shower and once more the bathroom that she and her brother shared had been occupied. She pounded on the door and demanded he “hurry the fuck up” because she was meeting her boyfriend, Philip, later that morning, after breakfast.

Amy walked back to her room and closed the door, then pulled off her robe. She played with the lacy pink teddy she had worn to bed and thought of all the other things she’d bought. Before she had slept she even had snapped a few shots with her digital camera, modeling some of her clothes, and had them downloaded onto her laptop. She glanced at the Dell and thought that maybe she’d play with one of the pictures and turn it into an Avatar. That thought led to one about Roger and she wondered if he would think less of her if she had a naughty picture up and knew it was her, or if he’d think her as hot as he did Jenna.

After Amy checked, for a second time on the availability of the shower, she sat down at her computer and began to crop her pictures, saving the originals, but doing all sorts of image changes to the smaller ones. Eventually she settled on a photo of one of her new thongs. It was yellow silk; the string disappeared between the cheeks of her ass. She knew if her parents saw these pictures there would be hell to pay, but they wouldn’t expect something like this from Amy. She was a good kid. Straight A, Dean’s List, college material. Her clothes were respectable. Her bathing suits full pieces. She hid her body because “That’s what good girls do” her mother had drilled into her.

As she hit save and then stared at her Lit profile, she thought “I am so not a good girl”. The blush on her cheeks spread further down as she stared at her ass and the sweet little strip of yellow that rested just above her crack and then slid to wrap around her waist. “We’ll see what he thinks,” she said as she changed her title under her name to say. . .Yeah, that’s my ass.

After she’d made the changes, Amy hurried back to the bathroom, intent on getting her brother out so she could get in. “Hurry up!” she shouted to her twin behind the door. “I need to get ready!” She thought of using her parents' bathroom, but all of her things were in there and she wanted to use HER bathroom.

“NOW!” she demanded and crossed her arms under her chest to wait for Elgon to open the door. Her long red hair, hung in curls over her shoulders and across her chest. She pushed it out of the way, tossing the silky strands behind her where they lay just grazing the top curve of her rounded cheeks. She glared as she continued to hear Elgon go about his business as if she wasn’t there.
 
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Elgon was so engross he was not aware his sister wanted to use the bath. Hi mind was on his dream and that drove him nuts. There was something in that dream that was trying to tell him something, but what was the puzzle.

When he finally decided to come out was then that he heard Amy shouting outside the bathroom door.

“Hurry up! I need to get ready.” He smiled as he dried himself.

“NOW” she shouted louder.

“Ok! Ok hold on to your panties.” He replied back.

He came out of the bath to find Amy staring at him; she was wearing just a little lacy pink teddy. He looked her up and down than headed to his room right next door.

He went into his room and turned his computer on, than went to change into short and tee shirt. He went back to his pc after he changed and logged into Lit forum. The firs thing he did was looking to see if Jenna was on line, seeing that she was not he started to read where she first described herself.
The same nagging feeling he had felt the night before he felt it again as he read her post.

He thought about the two images in his dream and how alike the two bodies looked too him.

He turned his pc off and decided to go down stairs and have breakfast.
 
“Jerk,” she hissed as her brother walked past and said nothing about her new naughty number. She wasn’t sure why she’d wanted him to notice; she didn’t even realize she’d wanted his opinion until he’d walked out, looked her up and down and then left. Nor did she have a clue was she was so hostile feeling. “Headache,” she whispered and closed the bathroom door behind her, locked it out of spite and then found the Advil that would cure her dull ache.

Once Amy took care of her basic needs, she jumped into the shower and washed away whatever tension she had in her body as well as the sleepiness from her eyes. Her hair was treated to two washes and a deep conditioning, before it was rinsed out and the shower finished. Outside of the stall and surrounded in steam Amy took great care in wringing out her long longs, now wet and dark from the water. She sat on the commode, lid down and thought of what Roger was doing that morning. He was probably eating breakfast. They lived in the same time zone and were often online at the same time. She wondered where he lived though, what city? They were also in the same state. The fantasy of meeting him once more filled her with desire and then she bit back the whimper that often followed when she thought of her boyfriend. She couldn’t do that to Philip, he was a nice guy.

After her hair was left to hang in curls down her back, Amy wrapped herself in a thick towel, picked up her new lingerie from the floor and headed back to her room, where she deposited said piece of satin, silk, and lace into the clothes hamper. She dressed in a short mini-skirt, a white peasant blouse and sandals. Her hair was lifted into a ponytail and a light sheen of lip gloss was swiped across her lips.

She thought of going on line and seeing if Roger had responded to her naughty AV or her post, but opted instead to take note of the time and hurry down to catch a bite to eat. Downstairs she stopped to study her brother as he made himself some breakfast. Her twin wasn’t the jerk she’d called him and she knew this, as did Elgon. She sighed and walked up behind him, hugged him and squeezed him tight. “Sorry I was a bitch this morning. I had a slight headache, but I’m good now, what’s for breakfast?” She released her hold and found them both glasses for orange juice, which she quickly poured, before claiming her seat.

Casually she sipped the cool beverage as she thought of Elgon and what he’d planned for the day. Would she have some “me” time for Roger or would she have to worry about her gasps and moans because her brother was hanging around. Surprisingly the thought of Elgon hearing her pleasuring herself didn’t bother her. She chuckled softly at the idea, knowing it was the Lit sight she frequented that made her have such outrageous thoughts.
 
Downstairs Elgon decided to have some cereal and brought pout to bowl in case Amy wanted some herself. He was eating very slow as he kept thinking of that stupid dream, and the other nagging thing that drove him nuts.

He thought of Amy how sexy she looked and that surprised him. He didn’t know why he thought of her as sexy she was his sister for crying out loud. The fact was that she did look sexy wearing that little teddy.

He was so deep in his thoughts, that he never heard Amy coming downstairs till he felt her arms around him.

“Sorry I was a bitch this morning.”

He didn’t say anything he just turned his head and smile at her.

“What’s for breakfast,” she asked as she let go of him.

He didn’t know why but he felt disappointed when she let go of him, she felt so good as she pressed herself into his back.

“What is wrong with me this morning, why am I thinking these thoughts about Amy?”

“Sorry sis I am having just cereal and thanks for the juice.” He took a sip of juice and looked at her over the rim. He felt that nagging as he looked at
her.

“She does look sexy even this morning wearing that mini skirt,” he thought.

The fact was that Amy was a very gorgeous 18 years old, as Elgon was very handsome.

He smiled to himself as he looked at her and her red hair; she sure took after his father. He took mostly after his mother as she is a raven beauty, and his hair is just like hers black and curly.

"What are you up to today Amy?"
 
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Amy got up and poured herself a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and then drowned the sugary confection in milk, before reclaiming her seat. She propped one leg on the chair next to her and then took a few bites before answering her brother’s question.

“Phil and I have plans to go to Putt-Putt and then the movies. We’ll probably grab lunch somewhere between that, or afterwards.” She licked her lips and tasted the cinnamon from them. Another spoonful was slid into place and she crunched merrily on the substance.

“Then I’ve got some stuff to do online this evening. Other than that nothing else. What about you? Big plans for the weekend? After all mom and dad are away. . .planning any naughty things that I should be worried about?”

She lifted one brow and winked at her brother before drawing along drink from her juice. The thought of her brother doing something naughty made her stomach do a somersault, but she ignored it. What he did or didn’t do really wasn’t her business, though she was wondering how far he had gone with his girlfriend, or the girls before her. They’d stopped sharing that part of their lives as they reached puberty. Then again they’d stopped sharing a lot after that point.
 
Elgon looked at his sister from time to time without looking to obvious. They used to be very close not that they weren't now, they were just much older and they had their own friends to do things with.

He couldn't help wondering what she would say if she knew he was having an affair on line, and the hot thread he and a girl name Jenna were writing together.

"No naughty things for your brother this day, Sally whole family were invited to a wedding and that leaves me to myself. I might just go out to the mall to pass the time, other than that nothing planned".

He hoped that Jenna would be on line and they could have a great time on messenger. They didn't post anything for a whole day and night now, as they talk on messenger allot more.

He wished Amy didn't have to go out. He didn't know why but he wanted to do something with her instead. This was rather strange but he kept thinking about her lately.

He smiled as he took another drink of juice looking at her.
 
“You should have gone to the wedding. You know... she could catch the bouquet.” Amy winked and finished her juice, then her cereal. “The mall was pretty busy yesterday. Sally and I had a great time. She bought . . . well, you saw one of the things I bought, I won’t tell you what Sally bought, but let’s say, if you and she ever do anything naughty. . .you’ll be very happy unwrapping your present.”

Amy wasn’t sure what possessed her to say such a thing to her brother, but she had and there was nothing she could do or say to take her flirty words back. She rose from the table and rinsed out her bowl and put all her dirty dishes into the dishwasher, before turning back to look at her brother.

“You know. . . if you’d rather hang with Phil and I, you can. I mean, we’ve all doubled before and I’m sure he wouldn’t care.”

She didn’t want him to stay home alone on such a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the sky was blue and for some reason she wanted his company too. “Sally wouldn’t want you to stay holed up in the house on such a fun-filled day,” she urged and walked over to his side.

She squatted down on her knees and put on a sad, puppy dog expression. “Please,” she whimpered and then winked back up at him. She giggled, then pulled herself up, kissed his cheek and grinned. “I’ll even let you win a round of golf.”
 
I didn’t really wanted to go to the wedding and Sally didn’t asked me either, but it sounded as if it was a family and very close friends wedding.

He smiled remembering what she wore that morning and how sexy she looked.

“Yes I did see what you wore this morning and I must say you sure looked very sexy in it, a little to revealing I thought but sexy none the less.”

Elgon could’ve bit his tongue than as he didn’t really meant to say all that, it just slipped out and he couldn’t take it back.

“I don’t think Sally will ever let me see much of her anyways, I could swear, something time I think she a little cold. Besides I doubt she would ever look’s like you did this morning.”

To hide his embarrassment after saying that, he got up from the table and took his glass and bowl to the sink, he rinsed them both before putting them into the dishwasher.

Elgon was glad when Amy invited him to go with her and her b/f, this way they wouldn’t be doing anything he didn’t want them to do.

He looked down at her when she knelt in front of him and he felt the urge to hug her.

“Please”....I’ll even let you win a round of golf,” she added with a grin.
He smiled as Elgon didn’t golf, he was lousy at it. “To be honest sis I would love to go. I was hoping you would ask me.

He hugged her tightly longer than was necessary when she got up and kissed him on the cheek
 
Amy held her brother for a full minute before she pulled away and stared back at him. She pulled on the inside flesh of her cheek as she stepped away. She wasn’t sure what had happened, but she felt different all of a sudden. Her skin was warmer. Her breath a bit shallower and her stomach had flipped and flopped. She shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. “Not a problem,” she whispered, trying to sound unaffected by the proximity of her sibling. “I’m going to head upstairs and grab my wallet. Philip should be here soon.”

She darted past Elgon and hurried up to her room, where she shut the door and calmed the racing in her veins. “What the fuck?” she muttered and trembled as her fingers brushed across her breasts. Her nipples were hard and she knew damn well if she’d stuck her hands into her panties, she’d feel the slickness of her sex. “Jesus Amy,” she hissed, as she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a fresh pair of silk underthings. She pulled off her slippery ones and settled the dry fresh ones against her moist lips.

Amy tossed her head back and forth and glanced at the computer. It was Roger’s fault she was having the desires she was having. They were writing a very arousing story and she knew she was growing more sexually frustrated after every post. She was just lusty, that was all. The idea of her brother’s eyes on her, the words he said concerning her sexy outfit, and the admission that Sally was cold had done things to her that she wasn’t ready to deal with.

She took several deep breaths and closed her eyes. Her cell phone rang and she picked it up from her desk. “Hey babe,” she said as she spoke to the caller. Philip’s voice came over the waves. Her shoulders fell and she sighed. “Ohh, it’s okay,” she told him, then said goodbye.

The expelled air in her lungs danced over her bangs as Amy released a heavy sigh. She closed her phone and with her purse looped over her shoulder headed down to talk to Elgon. “Philip’s sick and canceled, so do you want to hang here, or take his place?” she asked.
 
Elgon felt aroused and shamed at the same time, after Amy left to do

upstairs. He was thankful than she had left and not hung around. She wouldn’t be able to miss the tent in his shorts. He never felt this way with Sally, her body never felt as hot as Amy’s as they hugged each other.

He didn’t miss the fact that Amy hugged him longer that she ever did before, and she left she was a little to quick to leave. “Damn I hope she didn’t feel my hard on,” he touched himself and he was still hard.

He thought for a moment. “Damn...damn...damn. Jenna. Now he knew what was nagging him about Jenna’s descriptions, she described Amy and that confused the hell out of him. He had to find out for sure now by asking her if she had any brothers and sisters.

He thought about Amy’s body as he remembered standing by the bathroom’s door, he was sure she looked like Jenna described herself.
He was about to run up to his room when he saw Amy coming down the stairs.
“Philip’s sick and canceled, so do you want to hang here, or take his place?”

“I would definitely love to take his place Amy, but are you sure you prefer me
and not him.” He looked into her eyes as he said that.

Will you give me a minute I like to check something in my room?
She nodded and he ran taking the steps three at time. He quickly logs in and goes to the thread with Jenna. He looks at her profile and saw what she posted.

“I’m ready sis” he said before he even got downstairs.

They went out and Elgon locked the door.

“Do I get to hold your hand if I am taking Philip’s place.” He made it sound like he was joking but he meant it in his heart.
 
Amy chuckled and pinched her brother’s arm. “Hold my hand?” she asked and rolled her eyes. “You’re joking right?” She didn’t wait for an answer because she knew he had to have been. Hadn’t he? She thought to herself as she climbed into the passenger seat of her brother’s car. She waited for him to climb in and as she did she thought of what other things Elgon would have to do if he really took Philip’s place.

She thought of the shared kisses, the warm looks, the tender caresses of fingertips stroking the top of each other’s hands. She enjoyed the touch of Philip. It hadn’t gotten overly erotic, but now that she was writing more and more sexual scenes and found herself wanting to explore those acts with someone. Philip was a natural choice, after all they were dating. . .now though she was imagining her brother in Philip’s place.

She paled and shook the thoughts out of her head. They couldn’t hold hands . . .not unless they went out of town. People knew them. They double-dated for God’s sake in this little hoe-dunk hole in the hills. What was she doing? She asked herself. Was she even considering this? Honestly?

Amy rolled her eyes and adjusted her seatbelt, so it rested between her breasts. Her hand brushed against her nipples and immediately they puckered under her accidental caress. She moaned, just as the driver’s door opened. Quickly she rested both her hands on her lap and toyed with the hem of her short skirt.

“Let’s go to that new Putt-putt over in Henderson. I’ve never played there, nor has Philip. We’ve talked about it, but never gone.” Henderson was also a much larger town and one that Amy and Philip rarely, if ever went to. She wasn’t agreeing to the thoughts in her head, but a part of her, a part she was trying hard to deny, was certainly considering it.
 
Elgon was not joking but he couldn’t tell her that, but after seeing what she posted for *Roger* to see, he had some thinking to do.

“Ouch! “He said jokingly when she pinched his arm. “Yea sure I was joking; you know I like to joke at times.”

He looked at her as she went to the other side on the car, and got in the passenger seat.

He was still looking at her as she got in, and as she adjusted the seat belt between her breasts, he felt the familiar tingling in his groins. He heard her moan softly but didn’t have any clue why.

He got in the driver seat and couldn’t help looking at her wonderful exposed thighs, no matter how much she tried to pull the hem of her skirt down.

The pictures she posted on the net were very vivid in his mind, and wondered how it wound feel to touch her delicius butt, it looked so hot.

When she suggested the Putt-putt in Henderson he was delighted, it was a few miles away in another town that neither had ever been before.

“I like your idea of us driving to Henderson sis.”

He looked at her as they headed out of town and his eyes felled on her gorgeous breasts, and he could feel getting aroused, and he hoped she wouldn’t look in his lap.

“I’m sure we’ll have a nice time together it will be like a real date.”
 
Amy chuckled softly and the uneasiness she’d been feeling around her brother increased. She was quiet as they drove toward Henderson. Her thoughts traveling between how wrong her fantasies were and then back to how wonderful they would feel. She started thinking of Roger, but in time Elgon’s face replaced his. Her gaze dropped to his hands on the steering wheel and she wondered what it would be like to be Sally. To date Elgon. Was Sally really cold? She thought about the various times she, Philp, Eglon and Sally went out. Sally never really hung on Elgon the way Amy hung on Philip. She’d never really thought about it before. But now that Elgon had pointed it out, she was thinking about it now.

But Sally had bought several sexy lingerie pieces. If she wasn’t planning on showing them off to Elgon, then why did she buy them and for who? Amy frowned and stared out her window. The scenery slowly changed from their familiar town to the country and then back into the more prosperous town of Henderson. She shifted in her seat and smiled back over at her brother. “A date it is then,” she winked. “I hope you brought all your piggy bank money. . .because Philip and I don’t do Dutch.”

“The Putt-Putt is just a couple miles down this road,” she said and glanced back to the front of the vehicle to search out the familiar companies sign. “Remember, I’m letting you win this first round, but no promises for round two or three.”
 
Amy was very quiet after they got out of their own town but he didn’t say anything. She looked as if she was thinking about something, and he didn’t want to disturb her. He also had things to think about now after what he saw on the net.

A vision of her naked flashed through his mind and he couldn’t help glancing at her thighs as her skirt hiked a little higher. He had a hard time keeping from reaching out to touch her.

“A date it is then” she said bringing him back to the present. “I hope you brought all your piggy bank money, because Philip and I don’t go Dutch,” she added.

“Now she tells me” he said jokingly and smiled at her.

“Remember, I’m letting you win this first round, but no promises for round two or three.”

“In that case we better make some bets so I can win enough for round two,” he said laughing.

“If this is like a date and I’m taking Philip’s place what kind of bet can we make.”

He looked into her eyes when she turned to look at him.

He stopped the car as they came to the entrance of The Putt-putt.

He got out of the car before Amy got a chance to answer, and he went around the car to open her door.

Elgon couldn't help the soft sound he made when Amy swings one leg first then the other, giving him a view of her very narrow yellow panties she wore underneath her skirt.
 
Amy chewed on her lower lip as she waited for her brother to pay for their three games of golf. While he did that, she peeled a dollar from her skirt’s pocket and purchased a bottled water for them to share. In reality she was using it as a crutch. She was both thirsty, from the sudden dry throat her brother had given her by his question of bets and she wanted something to occupy her free hand, so she couldn’t give into the temptation of allowing him to hold her hand.

She accepted the club and the golf ball and then smiled over to Elgon as if she hadn’t seen him taking a look at her thighs earlier, or the way his eyes gazed at her panties. “Philip would bet me kisses, gropes, and other tempting tidbits of sin, but since you’re my brother, you can bet me chores, money and. . .kisses.”

She wasn’t sure what possessed her to throw in the last allowance, but she had. Amy paled slightly, then flushed as she grinned, moved in and chastely kissed her brother on the cheek. “See you’ve gotten on for free already,” she told him, hoping he’d realize the kind of kisses she’d been meaning. Deep in her gut though, Amy knew what kind of kisses she wanted and that was why she’d suddenly thrown the last option in.

She pulled away just as quickly as she’d kissed him and turned to pick a course for them to play. Once she eyeballed the one she wanted, tucked her water under the arm whose hand held the club and ball, then grasped Elgon’s. Immediately Amy knew what she’d done. Her heart had acted on its own, racing to do what it wanted before her mind could stop it.

She’d lost her crutch. Amy stared down at their entwined fingers. She didn’t release her brother and though it was merely seconds that went by, Amy felt as if minutes were clicking away. The heat from his touch rocketed through her and she felt the tingles of pleasure she’d experienced whenever she wrote her fantasies with Roger.

Amy licked her lips and squeezed Elgon’s hand. “Ready to lose?” she asked with a shaky voice, then coughed against her shoulder to cover up the throatiness of her words.
 
Elgon noticed Amy slight change in her since they left home to drive here, and he wondered if she was attracted to him due to the story they were writing together. He knew it had nothing to do with how looked as he never did describe himself to her.

"Philip would bet me kisses, gropes, and other tempting tidbits of sin, but since you're my brother, you can bet me chores, money and. . .Kisses."
“So. Though I am taking Philip’s place I don’t get to bet like he would.” He teased her chucking at the slightly pause before she added a...kiss...to the bet. He smiled when she kissed his cheek again and noticed how flushed her face was. He made a mental note for the next time she kissed him.

Amy grasped his hand not quite like a brother and looked at their hands with their fingers entwined. She held his hand in her till they were ready to play and that suited him fine. He loved the feel of her hand in his and he squeezed her hand back.

“Yes I’m ready and I bet you a kiss that I make the first putt.”
Amy was much better than he was at golf but Elgon was allot better at putting. He wanted to feel her lips on his in the worst way and this was his chance.

As it happens they were both on the patting area with three strokes each. Amy was first to putt and if she made it he could only tie her, she missed than was his turn.

The putt was now a hard one but he took his time by looking at it from all angles. He glanced at her and saw she was looking at him and was biting her lower lip.

He got himself set and hit the ball nice an easy and it rolled in the cup. He smiled at her and walked right up close almost touching. He leaned towards her face and as she turned her face he held it with his hand and kissed her on the mouth.

He felt an electric shock go through him as his lips touched hers. He never imagined that her lips would feel so good, so soft, warm, moist and sweet. He almost pressed his tongue into her mouth as Amy froze for a moment.

He pressed into her slightly feeling her breasts pressing into his chest. He could feel getting aroused and wanted to press into her harder, instead he just pulled his lips away and smiled at her.

“You did say I could take Philip’s place,” he said their bodies still touching as he didn’t have any intension of moving away she felt so wonderful against him.
 
Amy’s lips trembled as her brother stared down at her. She swallowed the lump in her throat and her breath seemed to catch itself. She licked her lips, tasting him and then chewed on the lower petal of flesh. She wasn’t sure what to say about his last statement. She’d said he could take Philip’s place and she said he could kiss her, but... she wasn’t expecting the heat from it. Or was she and she just wanted to deny her feelings. Amy’s lids fluttered closed and she felt herself swaying toward him. Her breasts pressed more into his chest and she felt the hardening of their rosy centers. Just as her lips were about to press back into his, she shook herself and stepped back. “Next holes mine,” she whispered, and scooted away as her fingers gripped the club hard.

She didn’t make a bet, but lined up her shot and tried to concentrate on the fact that her brother was not behind her, staring at her ass. She tried to ignore the heat of his kiss, the feeling of lust that had suddenly swelled up inside her. Most of all she tried to rid herself of the tingling sensation in the pit of her gut, which was quickly spreading to the apex of her thighs.

Her shot was way off, bouncing haphazardly against the sides of the putt-putt green. She frowned and stepped back, waiting for her brother to take his turn. She watched him, wondering if he was feeling the same hunger that she was. She knew why she was having issues. It was that damn story. It was Roger. It was the porn she was involved in. The slinky panties she wore and the ones she’d tried on the day before and purchased. It was hormones, that’s all it was... hormones. She didn’t want to fuck her brother, like she wanted to fuck the guy on the Internet.

Elgon’s shot landed close to the hole and she took her second, skating past his and watching her ball plunk into its desired home. “Gottcha,” she said and bent over, picked up her ball and waited while he sunk his. They tied on this hole. Amy looked up and smiled shyly. “If you keep this up, they’ll be no more kisses.” Her gaze fell to his lips and she subconsciously licked her own.
 
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Amy was a little rattled by the kiss and so was Elgon, but she didn’t pulled away quick enough and it looked as if she was going to kiss him back but only her body pressed into his. His body reacted at the wonderful warmth than flowed through his blood.

She stepped back saying the next hole was hers. He smiled knowing that there were many holes left, and many more kisses. She had felt the same thing he did he was sure of it by the way she looked.

The next hole there was not bet and even he wanted to win it didn’t matter to him. He was happy to watch her concentrate and noticing how her body moved, as if she was trying to make everything she did natural but failed.

Amy won that hole and she was smiling but the smile he was sure had nothing to do with winning.

“If you keep this up, they’ll be no more kisses.” She said after winning the hole.

“I know but the game is not over till it’s over.” He replied and smiled as he looked into her eyes.

The tied the next three holes so neither won any bets. The next hole was one of Elgon favourite as he always did well and Amy didn’t. He was hoping that his luck would hold long enough.

“I bet I can win this hole Amy and I get a kiss of my choice.” He got a look from her but he couldn’t quite figure the meaning of it. Was she glad or was she scared? He wondered.

The hole was the identical as the first and Amy again missed her put. He watched her body shudder a little after she missed and didn’t know if it was because she missed, or the anticipation of what was to come if he made his.

As luck would have it Elgon made the putt and he looked into her eyes once more. Amy knew she didn’t have a choice so she stood waiting as he walked towards her.

Their eyes still locked together he put his hands on her face and leaned towards her. Their eyes never wavering as their his lips were almost touching now. He kissed her softly than more deeply as his tongue forced itself into her mouth. He let go with one hand than pulled her tightly against himself.
 
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Amy’s eyes opened wide as her brother’s tongue invaded her mouth. She started to pull away, but stopped when the grip he had on her increased. She closed her eyes then, and felt her body relaxing as his kiss deepened and his tongue explored the soft crevices of her mouth. A soft sound poured out of her throat and Elgon swallowed it. A moan. A whimper. A gasp. . .Amy didn’t know, she just knew she was falling and falling for a man she couldn’t have.

She sighed against his lips as she pulled away. “Elgon,” she whispered and rested her head on his chest. She took several deep breaths trying to calm the rapid beating of her heart. She licked her lips and tasted him again. “What’s happening to us?” she asked and looked up into his eyes.

“This is so wrong. . .but it feels so different. I never feel like this with Philip and not even with Rog...,” she let the name die on her lips. “Elgon, we should go home. We can’t. . .”

Amy trembled and wrapped her arms around him. She didn’t want to finish her thoughts. She wanted to feel the flutter in her belly again. She wanted to taste his kiss on her tongue, to feel their bodies pressed skin to skin. The aroused state of her brother was not lost on her as she felt the growth in his pants pressing against her stomach. Her cheeks grew bright and she shifted so her body rubbed against his.

“Oh God,” she muttered and pulled out of his embrace. “Elgon this is wrong. It is so wrong.” She held the golf club and the bottled water. “We should go do something else. No more bets,” she whispered and turned to walk away from temptation.
 
Elgon knew he wasn’t being fair to Amy as he kissed her the way he did, but he couldn’t stop himself as he wanted to do that since they left home. He felt Amy starting to pull away but then she responded to the kiss with moans that trilled him.

When she pulled away her voice was barely a whisper. “Elgon” was the only thing she said as she laid her head on his chest. “What’s happen to us” she asked looking to his eyes.

Elgon was full aware what was happening and so was Amy. Did she want an answer from him or was she asking herself that question. He knew that from this moment on their lives would change as neither would be able to stay away from the other.

“This is so wrong . . . but it feels so different. I never feel like this with Philip and not even with Rog...,” she let the name die on her lips. “Elgon, we should go home. We can’t. . .”

Even though Amy didn’t finish what she was about to say, He knew she was right that they couldn’t do that here, at least that’s what went through his mind. Her feelings for him were beyond what she felt for Philip and Roger, that name just slipped out of her mouth.

He wanted to go home as they still had more than a day before their parents got back, and he also wanted to get on the net for her to see that Roger was her brother.

Elgon could feel Amy’s body shake as she wrapped her arms around him, and if she felt the same way as he was feeling, she didn’t want to part from him.

Elgon was aroused and there was no way for him to hide it, and knew that Amy felt it and instead of pulling away, she moved so she could press herself directly against his bulge. He was sure now that she wanted this as much as he did without saying it.

“Oh God,” she muttered and pulled away from his embrace. “Elgon this is wrong. It is so wrong.” She got the bottle and her club. “We should go do something else. No more bets,”

He didn’t try to hold her back but knew very well that what the tasted so far was not enough to satisfy the hunger that now they both felt for each other.

“Amy you know that no matter what we do won’t stop us from wanting each other. I think we better go home and explore what we feel before Mom and Dad get home tomorrow night.”
 
Amy stopped when she heard Elgon’s proclamation about them exploring their feelings for each other. She turned to face him and walked back. “Elgon,” she said under her breath. “We can not and will not explore these ‘feelings’. It’s the heat of the day, or the alignment of the stars, or too much PORN,” she hissed. “But this is not going to happen. Take me home.”

She spun around, trying hard to keep her expression set in stone. She dropped off her club and ball, then walked to her brother’s car, waiting for him to unlock it and allow her in. He came up behind her and she trembled as he reached around and slid the key into the lock. She said nothing as he opened the door and let her in. She slipped in and felt a cool breeze slide up her skirt.

She tugged on the hem, and grabbed the door, jerking it closed. She stared out the window, remaining tight lipped. “I just need a minute alone,” she told herself as she waited for Elgon to get behind the wheel. “Explore... we can’t explore... we can’t.”

Her gaze landed briefly on her brother and she fought back the tears of desire and shame. She wanted to though. She wanted to explore every inch of him, just like Jenna did Roger.
 
Elgon knew Amy was having a terrible time with her feelings and didn’t know how to sort them out. He took his time walking around to the driver side after she slammed her door.

“We can not and will not explore these ‘feelings’. It’s the heat of the day, or the alignment of the stars, or too much PORN,” she hissed. “But this is not going to happen. Take me home.”

Elgon couldn’t be happier than to take her home, and once they got home and she got the change to see who Roger was. He was sure she would be ready to explore those feelings.

As much as Elgon wanted Amy, he knew he would never force himself on her. He never thought he could love her as much as he did now, the only difference was that he loved her in every way one man could possibly love a woman.

Amy didn’t look at him she was looking outside through her window, but when she glanced his way he could see that her eyes were moist.

He started the car and eased out of the parking lot into the street towards home. He drove in silence glancing at her now and than then back on the road ahead.

“Just so you know Amy. I love you more than anything in the world; I didn’t know that until today how much I love you.”
 
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