Two of a Kind (Open to 1 male)

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Erica paced her apartment making sure everything was in place. Everything had to be perfect for when her brother arrived, which was rather ironic, because if he was the same person he left as...he'd screw it all up anyway. Her twin had a habit of doing that but she didn't mind in the slightest, because she was always there to help screw it up. Well, she was up until 5 years ago. Yes, it had been 4 years since she'd seen her beloved twin and best friend Eric. Every major break they had they made plans to see each other, but they always fell through whether one canceled or both. Needless to say, Eric was more than happy he was flying into visit.

Scrunching up her nose a little, the 18 yr old girl watched the clock. She'd offered to pick him up at the airport, but he'd refused. Her foot tapped lightly, rather anxious for his arrival. Erica was always anxious though. Her playful attitude carried through into her late teens and didn't look to be going any where. Her Eric were literally two of a kind. Both playful and outspoken, they did everything together including make trouble. It got so bad they had to separate the two sending Eric to boarding school at age 14. Ruffling her brown locks, the brown eyed girl looked at her reflection in the mirror.

She hadn't changed too much. She'd filled out and her breasts had grown to a DD size. She was athletic and lean, a beautiful smile, her skin a nice tan color. She'd really grown into a beautiful girl. Erica planned to take Eric out to do some sight seeing in Vegas which was were she was now living. Being at an all boys' school for 4 years had to be a hassle and he rarely got away. She would probably let him run around the casinos though he couldn't gamble. She was the oldest of the two so she watched him in most cases. Hearing a knock she grinned and ran to the door opening it. "ERIC!" she called loudly practically jumping on him without even really looking at him.

OOC: Eric's 18 and Erica's younger twin brother. He's been off to boarding school and he's just now really getting away from it. Seeing his sister's grown attractive he teases her and playfully hits on her and she thinks he's just playing until he starts seducing her. And it goes from there.

 

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Mind if I give it a go?

Eric had missed his sister a lot in the four years since he had last seen her. His four years at the all-boys boarding school in Massachusetts had been an exercise in futility. Their parents had hoped the school would straighten Eric out. Eric, indignant that he had been blamed by their parents for all the trouble he and Erica got into (because he was boy!) spent his four years at boarding school sneaking out of his dorm late at night to run rampant all over Boston, tagging with spraypaint all over campus and all over town, smoking and drinking and causing trouble every which way he went. He never got caught. He has a toned, athletic body, a bush of curly brown hair atop his head and deep chocolate brown eyes. He's about 5'10".

He got off the plane in Vegas and was astonished to discover that there were slot machines in the airport! In the fuckin airport! He was on his best behavior, dressed nicely and (for once) not carrying any contraband. Seeing the queue for the taxicabs, he regretted not having Erica come pick him up. He waited in line for a long time. He wished he had a cell phone and could call her.

The taxi took him past the Strip on the way to Erica's apartment, and he got a nice glimpse of the Tropicana and the MGM Grand, New York New York, some big silly castle, and then off into the actual rest of Las Vegas, tract housing and apartments and slot machines in every fucking corner store.

The cab dropped him off in front of the apartment, and Eric stepped out after paying his fare, his bag slung over the shoulder, taking a moment to enjoy the sheer heat of the desert, just the beginning of summer. It never got this hot in Boston.

He found his way inside the building and was up a couple flights of stairs and soon knocking on her door, putting away his directions in his pocket. The door opened, she squealed, so happy to see him, and jumped on him! He quickly wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to his body, "hi!' he said, quietly because she had knocked some of the wind out of him.

One of the first things he noticed about her, which was something he hadn't ever really thought about or realized, was that she had wonderful, full, large breasts. They were pressed tightly against him. She certainly hadn't had those when he had last seen her!

 

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OOC: Not at all ^_^

IC: God, how she missed him! Erica had been furious when she found out they were shipping Eric to Boston. It was the straw that broke the camel's back it seemed and the majority of it had been her fault. You see, Erica was a bit of a pyro growing up. She carried a lighter everywhere she went and she and Eric liked to go out at night and set little things on fire at an old warehouse about 6 blocks from their place. It had been her idea to set the huge brush pile they had alight and her to set it on fire, but it had been Eric's lighter she used. When the thing went up, it caught the small warehouse itself on fire. She called the fire department and they ran. The cops didn't catch them and it was put out before anything else caught on fire. The two of them got off the hook...until their mother saw through them. She noticed the smell of smoke on them and forced them to go back after the mess died down and they found Eric's lighter and sent him off without a second thought. He always got the blame for everything though seeing as he was the boy. Erica always made it up to him somehow but this time she hadn't gotten a chance to, hence their soon to be tour of Vegas.

Seeing him at the door, excited her more than ever and she jumped on him, arms wrapping around him tightly. Lucky for her, her little brother had grown strong enough to support them without falling over. He held her and greeted her quietly. Realizing she must have startled him, she leaned back a little in his arms smiling. "You've gotten strong," she giggled before releasing him and getting down. Her smile was sheepish as she let him catch his breath. He had grown up since she'd last seen him. He was muscular now and finally taller than her! But not by much seeing she stood around 5'7. His hair was still just as curly though and she reached up ruffling it. "Well, don't just stand here, come in!"

Erica grabbed his hand and pulled him in, barely giving him a chance to speak at all. When she was excited, it was best not even trying to talk to her. Stepping into the living room she plopped onto the black leather couch and patted the seat next to her. The apartment wasn't huge, but had 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room and a small kitchen inside. In the living room was a medium sized tv along with her precious Playstation 2. She was such a little kid. "How have you been, Eric?"

 

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"How have you been?" she asked him. He sat down next to her on the black leather sofa. He smirked as he looked around the little place. He liked her style. This apartment just screamed Erica, she had really made it her own.

"I'm a lot better now, I'm so happy to be finished with St. Mary's. I like this desert air a lot better than Boston, that's for damn sure. I love your apartment, sis, this place is great, you've really lucked out."

He looked around some more, and then faced her again, finally really getting a good look at her. He had already been presented with two wonderfully firm reminders of just how much she had grown up in the four years since he'd last seen her, but upon further review, Eric was pleased to discover that not only did she have a wonderful pair of breasts, but the rest of her was just gorgeous. Tone, with womanly curves in all the right places, athletic and tan and just incredibly feminine. He wondered for a moment if he'd already found the hottest girl in Vegas.

Eric smiled, then leaned back, half-faking exhaustion. "I want to see all of Vegas but I'm so beat and exhausted from the plane. I think we need to get some dinner, or something. I'm sure you have everything planned out. Can eating be first?"

 

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"Thanks, Eric. I like it plenty cozy and the guys like to crash here too to play a little playstation. Ya know you haven't lived until you play naked," she giggled. Erica was only semi-joking. She had played in her birthday suit a few times but none with guys over. Ok, once but he was a special case. The two of them had always been rather stuck in the gutter and teasing each other only came natural. "I'm glad you've finished too. It means we can hang out so much more. It'll be like old times!"

Feeling his eyes on her, Erica grinned knowing he was seeing how much she'd changed. He wasn't as skinny as he used to be, nor was he as short. She could remember always being taller and now she had to glance up a bit just to talk to him. He was handsome in the face with tiny traces of his baby face though much more masculine. You could easily tell them apart as it should have been. Sometimes as kids they thought Eric was the girl because of his baby face and curls. She still found that funny.

Erica nodded not minding having to switch a few things around. She figured he'd bee tired, especially in the hot weather. "Of course, what are you in the mood for?"

 

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"Something hot and spicy," Eric replied, and his stomach growled. He suddenly recalled that he had only eaten a few bites of the over-cooked burger he got at the airport, and only a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Once he had sated his appetite, he would be really hungry for some action. Vegas had been calling his name for years: it was infinite potential. Anything could happen. Everything does happen.

Eric knew better than to try and gamble in any of the casinos, of course. His fake ID worked perfectly well at the corner liquor store or a dimly lit bar, but it sure as shit wouldn't pass muster under scrutiny in a Las Vegas casino. Although he did have a few quarters in his pocket...

He looked at his sister again. The thought came into his mind without his really thinking it: god she's gorgeous.

Followed immediately by: dude, she's your sister.

Eric said: "Definitely hot and spicy. Know a place where the food can really make you sweat?"

 

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Eric's stomach growled and Erica cocked an eyebrow at him playfully. He was pretty hungry it seemed. Though he had been flying and that always made her hungry. It was amazing that she stayed at the size she did. Erica loved a good meal and wasn't shy about it. "Of course I do," she said in a matter of fact tone as she looked at her twin. Her eyes rested on his muscular arms and before she knew it she was feeling them. "Are these real? You been pumping iron? Or are they just blow up arms?"

She knew that neither of them could gamble in the casinos but that didn't stop them from getting a few drinks in one of the small bars and having roaming about the city. She loved it in Vegas. Absolutely adored the crowds, the night life. It was really gorgeous with all the lights on at night. Sometimes she'd only go out to marvel at their glory.

"Yea, are you up for some Thai food? It's by far the spiciest restaurant in town. Guaranteed to get you all hot and bothered," Not that I'd mind at all seeing him hot and bothered....wait. What am I thinking?! He's my brother. Bleck.

 

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He fought the urge to flex as her hands fell on his arms. He laughed at her joke and she started saying something about Thai food when a horrible idea popped into his head and he immediately had to act on it. Her hands were still feeling up his arms, and she was so close they were right there, and suddenly each of his hands cupped her breasts, just as she said the words "hot and bothered". "Are these real? Or are they just blow up fake tits?" Not that he would be able to tell the difference just by feeling them, but now he definitely had his hands full!

 

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Erica was jerked out of her thoughts, suddenly feeling her brother's masculine hands cupping her firm breasts. Each of his hands were full and her body tensed for a moment out of slight shock. He was her brother. Twin brother. And he was cupping her tits. She bit her lip, trying her best not to get turned on by this sudden fondling, before removing her hands from his arms and sliding them over his hands.

She pouted finally registering his question. "I can't believe you asked me that! Of course they're real!" she scoffed playfully. Squeezing her hands a little caused Eric's hands to massage them a little, showing their firm yet soft real feeling. "See. Real." Sticking out her tongue at him she poked his built chest. "Well, are you just going to hold them all day?"

 

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Mmm. Firm, big, tits the likes of which he had often imagined lying alone in his bed. He gave her an extra playful squeeze before removing his hands. "You'd probably like me to keep holding them, wouldn't you?" he teased her, but he couldn't deny the fact that blood was rushing to his crotch... he'd never in his life actually held such lovely full breasts.

"Ooh, thai food is hot as hell, let's do it," Eric said. He was getting hungrier by the moment, though no longer for dinner. Stop it! he thought. You just felt up your sister! It was a joke! It was not hot! You know what is hot? Thai food is hot. Erica is... Erica is fucking fuckably hot... to bad she's your sister!

Eric didn't know what to do with these thoughts. He desperately wanted a beer. A smoke. Other women to ogle instead of losing his mind in his twin sister's fully blossomed, lovely tits.

 

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"You know it. I'd love to have you feel me up all day. Do you do cavity checks?" she asked with a roll of her eyes though it was a playful roll. At this minute she probably wouldn't have minded. Wait no. Brother. Br-oth-er. She wanted to smack herself. Why was she so attracted to tiny little Eric? Maybe because he wasn't so tiny anymore. Thinking about how muscular he'd gotten she wondered if...no. Ewww. Gross.

Standing up, Erica walked in front of him and then behind the couch toward the fridge. She needed a drink before they went any where. As she walked her tight blue jeans showed off her figure perfectly as well as her nicely shaped ass. Opening the fridge she bent over to grab a beer. "Hey want something to drink before we go? A beer perhaps?" she asked though she didn't bother to wait for answer before tossing him one. Again she bent over grabbing her own and popped the tab before taking a swig.

The girl returned to the couch sitting on the arm armrest closest to Eric.

 

[fukensploogin]

"Yes!" He caught the beer when she tossed it at him, with one hand, even though he had been totally checking out her hot round ass in those tight jeans. When she tossed him the beer he was brought back to reality. His mind immediately returned to the gutter as his eyes caught Erica bending over again at the fridge. He set the beer between his legs, knowing better than to open it immediately. Erica came over to him with her own beer and sat on the armrest next to him.

He was of half a mind to open his cold brew and aim the resultant, inevitable foam spray directly at her tight white tee shirt. Oh but she would be so mad!

He looked up at her, smiling. "Thanks for the beer," he said, grabbing it and holding it up. He opened his beer.

The beer/foam/spray went directly in his face.

 

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While at the fridge, Erica wondered if he was having 'urges' as well. The thought itself disgusted and turned her on at the same time. It was a weird way to think about it, but they were twins. They were supposed to share each others feelings, like know when the other is in pain and junk. Plus there was the way he grabbed her tits. Shaking her head she ignored it. It was crazy talk. She was a freak who was continually getting hot for her twin brother. She needed help.

Sitting on the armrest of the couch she took a swig of beer, the cool taste relaxing her a bit. She had to be very very careful about her consumption. Erica was a lightweight when it came to drinking. A very lightweight. "No problem,"she replied just as he opened the can and it sprayed all over him. Her eyes grew wide and she laughed as froth covered his face and was dripping down him. She'd been careful about that, especially since she had a white shirt on.

"I'll get you something to dry your face with," she giggled. "It's a good look for you though," Erica got up again and went into the kitchen and grabbed a few napkins before bringing them over to him.

 

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When she came back, he had peeled off his shirt and was rifling through is backpack looking for another. His back was to her, and when he heard her return he stood up a bit, turned and looked at her and started laughing. "I should have known better," Eric said, blushing a bit. He had already wiped some of the beer off his face with a dry part of the shirt he'd taken off. "Thanks," he said, taking the napkins from her and wiping off more of the beer.

He felt like a damn fool. Worse, the embarrassment he felt was amplified by the secret crush that he was rapidly developing for his sister. He took a swig of his beer, and the alcohol took effect almost immediately. He did have an empty stomach, after all, and he shared Erica's very low tolerance for alcohol. It was a good trait to have. It meant you could be slam-dunk drunk after just a few beers.

Eric leaned over again, once he was mostly dry, and picked a black Led Zeppelin tee shirt out of his bag. He took another swig of his beer, and looked at his sister. She was smirking at him, that way she did when she had something cooking in that twisted mind of hers. He wondered if it was the same thing that had been running around his mind... no, she would never, neither of us could ever do that, cross that line...

 

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By the time she returned Eric had his shirt off already drying his face. The young man stood up, towering a few inches above her. She was eye level with about his upper chest and shoulders though his toned chest was staring her right in the face. Erica wanted to reach out and touched them but held back. What the hell was wrong with her?! Stay strong...

"No need to blush, Baby Brother,"she cooed with a giggle. Maybe if she referred to him as baby brother those thoughts would go away. She took another drink, blinking a little as he bent over to grab another shirt. An idea came to mind and before he got a chance to put it on, she grabbed a piece of it. "Leave it off. I say we stay here. You're tired right? We have all week to explore, let's kick it here,"

Erica smiled and shrugged her shoulders before fanning herself lightly. "Are you hot? I am..." she groaned sitting her beer down while her hands found the hem of her tight white shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her in a her bra and tight jeans and what not. "Much better,

 

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"Staying in doesn't sound too bad," Eric said. "What do you say we order a pizza?"

But then she took her shirt off as she was sitting on the couch. What the hell? Is she teasing me? God she looks fantastic. That bra looks better on her than it did on the Victoria's Secret model.

"It does seem to be getting pretty hot in here," Eric said, dropping his shirt on his bag. A million sexual possibilities rushed through his mind. He took another swig of his beer. "Got a favorite pizza joint around here that delivers?"

He was trying desperately to keep from imagining his cock rubbing between those luscious mounds... What the hell? his mind screamed again. Stop it stop it stop it! You can't have her! You shouldn't even be wanting her like this! Are you so desperate for a woman that you want to fuck your sister??? He took another swig of his beer, and realized he was nearly finished with it. His cool composure melted a bit as he realized he was already feeling a little light-headed and loopy.

 

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"Pizza sounds wonderful," she said with a grin. The room felt much better now that her shirt was off. It seemed like when she drank she got hot. Why? She wasn't sure but it happened. She relaxed sitting there on the couch and finished off her beer, feeling a bit tipsy already. Blinking again, Erica rubbed her eyes before standing up again.

She nodded and rubbed the back of her neck lightly. "How does pepperoni sound?" she asked gazing over to him. Immediately her eyes migrated south curious as to see it. It being Eric's. Well it was wrong, disgusting.

Instead of looking for the phone, a rather cruel idea came to mind. Erica was curious seeing what was making it so nervous. Maybe he was having the same thoughts. Grabbing the phone the counter she moved to were Eric was now sitting and sat on his lap gently. "You're comfy,"

 

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He watched her walk towards him, unable now to tear his eyes from her sexy body, the natural way she moved, the way she seemed so comfortable...

Comfortable enough to climb into his lap. "Erica, I..." he said, but words utterly failed him. Her body was hot, he could feel the heat off of her, against his skin. His hands were on her thighs, moving without his permission, roaming over her tight jeans. His body was responding to her closeness, his cock starting to harden in his jeans in the most uncomfortable way. Oh God, he thought, I have a hard-on for my sister. What have I done? Is it already too late?

This had to be some kind of game she was playing with him. Maybe during their time apart, she had been just as obsessed with all things sex as he had become. He wondered if maybe his obsession with sex had somehow influenced her, driven her into the same dark forbidden parts of her soul. He wondered if maybe it had been her all along, somehow influencing his desires.

He had never fantasized about his sister. Until now.

The alcohol helped bring his attitude back, though. "Comfy, huh? What am I, another piece of furniture?" And with that his arms wrapped around her waist and he flipped her off his lap and onto her back on the sofa, and then he was immediately upon her, reaching for her wrists to try to pin her down.

 

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Erica's mind was on torment mode. She just wanted to make him feel uncomfy as a way of getting back for always canceling on their visits, which was a bit hypocritical seeing as it was her fault he got sent away and she had to cancel once or twice as well. The alcohol in her directed the blame on him as usual though. She was more than comfy and her goal was to make him the exact opposite. Climbing into her brother's lap she sat comfortably, not minding that his hands migrated to her legs/thighs. He started to speak but didn't finish leaving a rather awkward silence. Mission complete.

After he'd left, Erica had a hard time functioning. She was independent but dependent at the same time. They were miniature rebels but with out the other she could function too much in that way anymore so she went and got herself a sex obsession. Of all habits she had to get was that geeze. As she sat on him, she didn't notice a hard on quite yet and it disappointed a little. She didn't want her brother to be a freak but she wanted a reaction of some sort.

"Why yes, yes you are," she laughed before she was flipped over. Erica continued to laugh and pushed on his shoulders, pouting playfully. "NO FAIR! You're much to big. Get off!"

 

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"Hey, it's about time I'm the bigger one," Eric said, finally getting a grip on her wrists as she swatted at him, and they struggled against each other, until finally he moved a bit, getting much better leverage, and pinned them above her head. The leather of the sofa clung to her back. Her legs were spread, her twin brother between them, above her, holding her down. Eric's cock stiffened as he gazed at Erica's luscious, bra-clad breasts, her breathing a little heavy from their little struggle.

He leaned down on her, until her bra was just pushing against his chest, and their crotches rubbed together through their jeans. "Yeah, well you're pretty comfy, too," he said. Maybe I should fuck with her a little bit and see what she does... he thought, and moved his hips a little bit...

 

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The older girl giggled a little at his comment knowing it was true. She'd always been the bigger of the two. Not particularly in weight, but height. She was just a bit stronger, but obviously she wasn't now. Erica swung at him a little trying to muster up the strength to knock him off of her, but he was just overpowering her. Her wrists were caught and before she even knew it, they were pinned tightly above her head. Trying to catch her breath she stared up a the boy as he hovered there, the leather of the couch sticking to her warm back. Erica gazed up into her brother's eyes, a gleam of defiance in them. He knew how she hated being the weaker one, even though it was the first incident in which he quite easily got the better of her.

Being the boy, Eric got automatic blame for all her ideas and trouble, which kind of pissed her off. She wasn't made at him per say just upset that just because she was a girl she wasn't capable of that or so her parents assumed. It only made her want recognized more, though she hadn't meant to get him shipped off in the process. Gazing up still she glanced down his body from this angle and then back to his eyes. He was up to something...

Eric's body pressed against her making her hold her breath just a bit. Their crotches rubbed against each other, the fabric of their jeans keeping them apart. His chest pressed down on her bosom as he laid between her legs. The position was hot, no doubt about it and she was having a hard time focusing. Eric moved his hips, his crotch moving in a steady motion over hers and she resisted a moan though it was so desperate to be released she gasp instead. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Correct it! You can't be attracted to him, he's your brother! Mother-Eff...

"You can't pin my wrists," she whined pretending as though her gasp was at the fact she was pinned not that he was gently grinding against her. Erica felt his hips move once more, this time something in particular catching in her mind. Was that a bulge she felt?! No. OF course not. He would never...

 

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Growing up, whenever they got into trouble and they got found out, their parents had always assumed that it was Eric leading his sweet innocent sister astray, and he had always been the one punished. He had only ever tried to convince them that something had been Erica's idea once, when they were in the first grade, but that had only gotten him in more trouble, for "lying" even though Erica really had been the one that produced the crayons and convinced him to draw the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles all over the living wall. He had always been a little bitter about always taking the fall, but no matter what punishment their parents gave him, it didn't matter: even if he was grounded, he could still hang out with his best friend.

But then there had been the fire, and then four years apart from her. Eric had been worried that he had been through so much without his sister, that when he finally saw her again they would be so radically changed that everything would be different. And sure, they had changed...


"You can't pin my wrists," she whined

"Whatever! I do what I want!" Eric said, giggling as he managed to get her wrists pinned in just one of his hands, over her head, freeing his other one. His cock was slowly growing harder, and Eric made the mistake of ignoring it.

She was squirming against his hold, and the pressure of her leg pressed against his stiffening member, which was confined uncomfortably against his own thigh. He tried to keep from groaning at the pain, and the alcohol helped dull it a bit.

Eric's free hand swiftly came down to her stomach, and his fingers immediately found that little nook where she was the most ticklish, just a couple inches below her ribcage, in that soft spot where her hourglass figure came to its smallest part...

 

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"No you can't!" she objected, her eyes holding plenty of attitude. Again Erica struggled to free herself but it didn't work, even though he was only holding her with one hand. Though she would never admit it, for many reasons, this particular position did nothing but turn her on. Eric had gotten so much stronger and to be able to hold her steady with only one hand, well one could only think about if sex with him would be as rough if not rougher. Mentally smacking herself, the girl's head jerked to the side, looking away from him. These thoughts were so wrong, so disgusting and the more she thought about how gross they were, the more appealing they were becoming. It was such taboo, so hot. Damn it, Erica, get a grip. He's your BABY BROTHER!"[/b]

Again she whined her head sideways so she was looking toward the black screen of her tv. "You can't because...because I'm a girl! You can't be so rough, get off!" Erica was desperate and Eric would know it. She never used the 'Im made of porcelain excuse unless she had nothing else. The girl began to rock her body from side to side, hoping that if she used all her body weight she could roll them off. She wasn't very big though so she hadn't a clue if it'd work.

Suddenly, Erica squeaked, her voice jumping a pitch higher as she felt Eric's fingers at her ribcage tickling her. She was extremely ticklish there and he was one of the few that knew. Giggling she tried to escape his grip, her body twisting and turning, her bra clad breasts bouncing slightly. "E...Eric! St...stooop!" she giggled as her back arched a little her body pressing against his before twisting some more.

 

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Eric laughed when she used the "you can't do that because I'm a girl" excuse and poked her right in her super-hyper-sensitive ticklish spot, and wiggled his fingers around some more, causing her to erupt in a fit of pained laughter, and causing her body to convulse back and forth. The immediate result of this was that Eric, trying to hang on to her bucking body, managed to get his hardening prick into a comfortable position in his jeans, which was good, because as soon as it wasn't painful any longer, she rubbed right against it, which caused a whole world of awful incestuous lust to erupt inside him. He tried to deny its existence by tickling her again, but this time she bucked really hard against him, and he was a little off-balance, and her momentum took them both to the floor, with him now on his back and his older twin sister straddling him.

Wearing just her bra, of course.

His cock was starting to get uncomfortably hard in his jeans...

 

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Erica scoffed as he merely laughed at her. He thought this was funny? He would definitely regret it. She tossed and turned, his fingers torturing her. All of her previously lustful thoughts evaporated, leaving her to only think of how to get him to stop. It was getting to the point she couldn't breathe, her small body fighting to gain its breath. "E...Eric!" she giggled breathlessly and as he paused she took advantage of it. Just as he began to tickle her again, she bucked with all her strength, sending them toppling into the floor.

The girl was panting, trying to catch her breath as she landed on top of Eric, but smirked upon realizing she was on top. "N...not so mighty now are we?" she said with a confident air. Tilting her head side ways, she flashed him a devious look. One that said 'youre in trouble now'. Silently she thought about where his ticklish spot was located. A person could be ticklish almost anywhere. Their feets, thighs, sides, armpits, the base of their neck,behind their ears. I'll just have to try each one,

Erica positioned her legs so they were squeezing his making sure he was pinned. A hand started at his feet and ankles, trailing slowly up his right leg, his other moving in the same motion. Her mind was focused on his left leg though as it moved to his inner thigh tickling him lightly. It was a good thing she wasn't paying attention to his right or else she would have realized her hand was resting on something long hard that definitely wasn't his leg. Both hands moved up again after a second attacking his sides, remembering it was there he was most ticklish. As she tortured him, she whispered playfully in his ear, "How do you like that? Pay back's a bitch huh?"