Washed up on Shore (Closed)

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For Saedo and I.
My Character: Victoria, age 18

Victoria was having a hard time sleeping. Though the house she, her father, and brother built was sturdy, but it didn't keep out the sound of the storm that was roaring outside.

The structure originally started as a small shack, but over the years the family had being stranded on this island, it gave them time to build something more permanent. The house started as one level, but a second was added. They used the trees as support and continued to build up. As Victoria and her brother, Jacob, were still young their father kept them safe and taught them how to hunt and fish (though Jacob always told Victoria that was stuff for boys only). They managed to find chickens or at least something similar and fashioned a pen where they kept them.

The poor chickens... Victoria thought. They were probably getting soaked, and last time she brought them in the house, Jacob yelled at her.

Victoria sat up from her bed which was made of moss, dried grass, leaves, and part of a sail to cover it all. She held onto a poorly made rag doll that she found in one of the trunks that washed up with them. The thunder clashed and she whimpered at the sound. When she was younger on nights like these she would climb down to her father's room and lay with him, but he was gone now. He had been working on the roof of the house when he lost his balance and fell.

At night, Victoria wore an old shirt that was too large for her and meant for a man. Her day wear was too constricting to wear at night (though some times she did sleep in the nude if it was too hot). Quietly, Victoria crept down from her room and into where her brother was sleeping.

"Jacob..." She sat next to him placing a hand on his shoulder, "I can't sleep..." Her long light brown hair hung behind her. She moved in closer and laid down next to him. Less wind managed to blow into were he was sleeping, and being next to him Victoria not only felt safer but warm as well.

 

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Jacob had been somewhere on the edge of sleep when something tugged him back towards consciousness. He blinked his eyes in the darkness. He lay on his right side on what passed for a bed. The room was darker than usual, but the steady patter overhead indicated that the storm from earlier had yet to relent; no doubt the moon was still obscured by the rain clouds.

"Jacob . . . I can't sleep. . .

He turned his head to look back over his left shoulder. A shadow with more density than the room's darkness knelt beside him. Victoria, of course. As the only other human on the island, who could it be but his sister?

He implicitly understood what she wanted. Nighttime thunder had always bothered Victoria; if it woke her, she invariably sought the comfort of another family member's bed. Jacob wordlessly shifted his body over a few inches to give her more room.

Victoria lay down behind him. She shuffled closer, her nightshirt pressing against the the skin of his back. For a moment, he was reminded of a similar night years ago and thousands of miles away. It was just like when they'd been kids.

Well, not exactly. Near his shoulder blades, Jacob felt the firm, slender form of his sister shift to something dramatically softer. In recent years, Victoria's breasts had expanded considerably. His memories of their mother were vague - how many years ago was it? - but he was sure that Victoria's were significantly larger - you could even see the sides of them when standing behind her.

Jacob couldn't understand what purpose the giant orbs could serve. They only seemed to get in Victoria's way. Even she would complain about the difficulty of making them fit inside her makeshift clothing. And yet bit by bit, they still kept growing. Why?

And yet despite their apparently uselessness, he found himself oddly curious about them. Whenever Victoria stopped to adjust her clothing and set her breasts to bouncing, he found it difficult to look away. Such a strange sensation.

Jacob felt an all too familiar tingling warmth begin to bloom in his belly. He grimaced and silently cursed. Dammit, not this again. He closed his eyes and willed the sensation to go away. It didn't work. It never did. The ache between his thighs only intensified.

Jacob sighed and resigned himself to the discomfort. It'd been like this for years. Out of nowhere, the warm tingle that presaged a steady influx of blood to his groin. His soft member would stiffen and swell. And swell. And swell. (Had he not seen it so many times, he'd have scarcely thought such a change in bodily dimensions even possible.) Then it would just lay there and ache - a deep, throbbing ache that drove him to distraction.

Mercifully, sometimes the sensation would come and go in just a few minutes. Other times it would linger for the better part of an hour. He could not explain it. He did not even dare touch it. (His mother had long ago warned him that touching that area was wrong, so he held firm to the instruction.) He could only grit his teeth and wait for it to end. Hopefully tonight it would be quick.

 

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“Thank you,” She appreciated that he never seemed deny her comfort at night, even if shortly before they had fought.

They had been on the island for so long, Victoria had a hard time remembering anything else… Sometimes she could remember the city and what people wore, and her mother… Victoria supposed the reason why she could envision her mother so easily was because of one of the pictures of their family had managed find its way to them in one of the trunks that washed on shore with them the night their ship sank. Jacob and she were in the picture as well, though at the time the picture was taken Victoria was still a baby and Jacob was a toddler.

Victoria remembered that her father would kiss her picture every night, and how much he missed her. They all missed her, and now they missed their father as well. So every night before bed, she would kiss the picture twice. Once for her mother, and once for her father.

Unknowing about her older brother’s discomfort, Victoria pressed herself against his back. Her large yet soft breasts molding against his shoulder blades through the thin shirt. She draped an arm over his chest and held onto him. Soon she closed her eyes and waited for her body to relax and finally fall asleep.

Victoria felt her brother shift a little. Maybe the storm had been keeping him awake too? She rested her head partly against his shoulder and neck. As she waited for sleep, she took in soft breaths, causing her chest to rise and fall and push against his skin. Her warm breath met his skin.

Victoria mindlessly let her fingers trail along her brother’s chest. It wasn't something she did on purpose, just something she did sometimes when she cuddled with him. Not realizing it, her fingers started to circle around one of his nipples on his toned pecks. Slowly her light touches started to lessen as she yawn softly and soon she was asleep.

For the most part, Victoria slept well. She didn't move too much unless she was having a bad dream. For now though she was resting peacefully, waiting for the weather to cease and the sun to rise.

 

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Jacob felt Victoria's arm creep across his chest. He'd gone to bed shirtless - even the nights were warm - so her fingers stroked across his bare skin. Victoria had always felt rather free with direct contact.

Not that he minded, really. The feel of her fingertips caressing his chest felt rather pleasant. She found his left nipple and circled it with a forefinger till it hardened. Judging by a growing hardness against his shoulder, hers was following suit. Jacob wondered if Victoria ever massaged her chest the way she was doing his.

Pleasant as Victoria's touch was, it unfortunately, it only seemed to intensify the ache in his groin. The ramshackle shorts he wore were snug to begin with. When these spells hit him, he quickly exhausted all of the available space. Eventually the thickening cylinder popped free of the waistline and began creeping up his belly.

It was too dark to see it clearly, but he could imagine it. A meaty club thicker than his wrist sprouting from his groin would be slowly twitching as it grew and grew. It was likely already a light crimson, but would steadily darken to something almost purplish as it approached full size. Once that happened, the monster would throb agonizingly for long stretches, periodically oozing little drops of liquid, until the tension finally passed.

Tonight proved to be one of the longer sessions. Jacob clenched his fists in frustration for what felt like nearly an hour before the discomforting ache finally passed. Victoria had long before fallen asleep before Jacob could claim likewise. Morning would definitely be arriving too soon after his restless night.

 

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Morning finally came, and the skies were clear. The sunlight hit Victoria’s face, waking her from her slumber. With her eyes still closed, she stretched as her body, which pressed more against her brother. She had almost forgot that she came down to sleep next to him. If she had it her way, Victoria would have stayed laying there, but every day there was something to do.

Despite her desire to stay in bed, she pulled herself up and climbed up the ladder to her room. The night shirt she wore to bed last night use to cover her knees when she was younger, now it came to her mid-thigh and didn’t really hide much as she climbed up. Though the building was sturdy, it wasn’t perfect. The floors had gaps and if you looked up one could see Victoria’s form moving around above. Once up on the next level, she pulled off the shirt she was wearing and attempted to dress herself for the day.


The skirts, she had no problem putting on. They simply wrapped around and she pinned it closed at her hip. The skirts only came to her knees, was one layer, and sometimes when she walked or the wind blew it exposed more of her legs. Her tops however always gave her trouble, and sometimes she would ask for Jacob’s help. Today though she was pretty determined to do it herself. First she slipped on the top, which was only big enough to hold her large breasts. There were shoulder straps to help keep the top in place, but the tough part was the back. After a while, she finally got the laces and pulled. This always caused the top to push her breasts up and together.

Once she was finally dressed, Victoria climbed back down and found the feed for the chickens (seeds they had gathered and didn’t use). Walking into the pen, she yawned as she felt like she was still waking up, she started to toss the seeds around and watched as the birds started pecking at the ground.

She wondered if Jacob was planning on hunting or fishing today. If so, she wanted to go with him. It was better than staying cooped up back at the house and there was only so much she could mend before getting utterly bored.

 

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Jacob awoke to find Victoria already gone. He glanced down; mercifully, his torso was not sticky with nighttime emissions. He rose and set about his day.

Perhaps the one fortunate thing about the island was that it was rarely boring. There was always work to do. He spent the first part of his morning repairing fish nets. Cobbled together with various bits of woven grasses, the nets required frequent maintenance.

He then spent approximately an hour using his nets in the shallows of one of the multiple inlets. Small, darting fish no longer than his finger congregated there in small schools. Some of these he would keep; though spare in flesh, collectively they could make a fairly tolerable fish broth.

The rest he would use as bait for his hooks. If he was fortunate, he might be able to pull in several fish weighing half a dozen pounds or more. These offered plenty of meat for eating.

As he was gathering up his equipment, he heard his sister approaching. He turned and waved.

Victoria wore little in the way of clothes. A short skirt left most of her bronzed legs on display and her top ended just shy of her ribcage. Her top was clearly growing snug again. It seemed like every few months, she had to take needle and thread to it to make more room for her ever-expanding chest.

For his own part, Jacob wore a simple loincloth. When working in the water, wearing anything more was just getting his limited clothing wet. He often wore nothing at all when swimming, but only when his sister was not around.

"Hello, Victoria. I'm about to go fishing off the north point. What are you up to?"

 

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After the chickens were fed, next was making sure she and Jacob had something for breakfast. Victoria looked for freshly fallen fruit and coconuts. When she squatted down and leaned forward to pick up the fruit, she could feel the fabric of her top straining. It felt like it was going to give soon. If her top ripped, she was going to have to either start wearing her night shirt daily or cut it up to make a new top for herself.

Victoria was jealous that her brother didn’t seem to have problems regarding ill-fitting clothing. He was able to use their father’s old clothes, but the only clothing she had was the ones she came here with. Jacob could also go around with very little clothing. When they were younger she was able to run around in her bloomers, but then when she first started to develop, her father told her that she needed to make sure she was covered. It wasn’t fair! Why was her chest large and soft and have to be covered but his was flat, muscular, and was free to see the sunlight?

After she was finished gathering, she headed back. Her brother was busy fixing his net. She watched him for a moment… but it wasn’t at his hands her eyes were locked on. Lately Victoria had been noticing how different they were in other ways other than their chest. His shoulders were more board, and he had more muscle than she did. She found that she enjoyed looking at him. Finally she tore her eyes away from him, and went to see if there was any pieces of scrap fabrics she could use to fashion a new top for herself.

Within the trunk there was what looked like a lace table cloth. She had been saving it. The material, though discolored due to age, was soft and she liked how it felt against her skin. The only problem was that it wasn’t very practical for daily wear. One would be able to see right through the fabric and see her nipples. She also wanted to use the fabric to make something similar to what her mother was wearing in their picture. It was silly probably, but Victoria hadn’t worn anything before that made her feel pretty. When she was younger she had imagined herself wearing a pretty dress like a princess and that a prince on a beautiful vessel had come to save her and her brother…

But no prince came, and Victoria was getting too old for fairytales.

With a sigh, Victoria went back outside and walked up to her brother, with some fruit in hand.

"Hello, Victoria. I'm about to go fishing off the north point. What are you up to?"

“Breakfast,” She smiled as she held up a red looking fruit to him. When opened it was white inside. In her other hand she had an oblong fruit that was red on the bottom and turned orange on the other end. Victoria wasn’t sure what they were called, only that they knew they could eat them without getting sick.

“Actually, I was wondering if I could join you for today?”

 

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“Actually, I was wondering if I could join you for today?”

Jacob shrugged. "Sure, if you want." Normally he did such tasks alone since they were often smelly and dirty, but he could see no reason to refuse. "In fact, I'll even let you carry some of the gear," he added with a grin.

It took them the better part of half an hour to trek to the north point. The water here got deep quickly, so he'd found it offered better opportunities for larger fish. He baited the hooks and set the lines. After that, it merely required that he wait for any sign of a bite.

He found himself glad for the company. Ordinarily this was dull work, but Victoria kept him occupied with stories of the past. His sister seemed to have a much better memory of her early days than did he. His recollection of their childhood before the island seemed hazy and fragmented, but she could describe events with uncanny accuracy despite having been even younger than he at the time. It proved a welcome respite from the monotony.

By mid-afternoon, he'd caught a decent number of fish. He'd have preferred to stay longer, but the clouds on the horizon cautioned otherwise. "Storm's coming," he noted. "Best pack it in; probably be here in another couple hours."

By the time they'd returned home, the wind had already begun to pick up. This time of year, such storms happened quite frequently. Fortunately most weren't very severe, but it still wasn't much fun to being caught out in the open.

Jacob managed to get the day's catch cleaned and filleted when the first drops started to fall. Fortunately their father had managed to cobble together a ramshackle chimney and stove, so they could still keep a fire going without their dwelling filling with smoke. That would let them cook the fish even if the storm lasted for hours.

Jacob handed the fish to Victoria. "Could you take care of these? I'm going to get cleaned up." His hands and torso were splattered with bits of blood and scale from the fish.

The one good thing about the rain is that it provided a natural shower in fresh water. While there was a freshwater spring on the island, it was never more than several inches deep. That meant bathing had to be done via a dip in the surrounding ocean - usually in the large lagoon. While certainly effective, it also left him with a thin layer of salt on his skin when he dried off.

Jacob strode outside onto a patch of grass as the rain drops fell. He stripped off his limited clothing and stood naked in the rain. Ah, yes, this felt wonderful. The sweat and grime of the day rinsed off his skin, leaving him feeling shiny and new once more.

While the late afternoon sun still shone, the cool rain on his skin eventually began to feel chilly. Jacob smiled up into the clouds one last time, then headed back inside.

 

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Victoria had enjoyed being company for her brother. She even got to fish, got a few bites but when she tried to pull the makeshift hook/reel the fish and bate were gone. Jacob was much better at this than she was. Still, she tried. Most of the time though, as she was talking about when they were younger, she just watched him fish. Again her eyes would notice the strong muscles in his arms, legs and chest. Maybe it was they were the only two people on the island or maybe it was because Victoria kept noting in her head the differences between them.

Once he indicated that the clouds were coming in, she quickly helped him in taking the equipment and the fish back to camp. Once they had gotten back, Jacob didn't waste anytime. While she was working on building the fire, he cleaned the fish. Once he handed them to her she worked on seasoning them as best as she could with what they had. After a few moments, her curiosity got the best of her.

Victoria crept to the window, and pulled back a corner of the thick cover that they used to keep out the rain. She watched as her brother let the rain rinse his naked body. It wasn't the first time she saw him naked. Unknown to him she had caught him swimming completely in the nude. It just added more to her fascination about how different their bodies were. After a while she moved away from the window and went back to preparing the fish so they could have lunch. She hoped that the storm wouldn't be all day.

The fish didn't take too much time. Victoria placed a fillet on two recently picked over sized leaves that they used as plates. Victoria sat closer to the fire, wanting to keep warm from the draft that would come in if the wind blew too hard.

 

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Jacob entered their home and retreated to his room for clean clothes. Well, as clean as anything ever got around here.

At times, he felt like things would be much simpler if they could dispense with clothes altogether. He'd actually suggested it years ago to Victoria. She'd refused, of course. "What would Mother think?"

Plus there were practical considerations now. Victoria periodically complained about the size of her chest and how it got in the way. Even strapped down with her bandages, she could barely see her own toes without leaning over.

Jacob's own situation was little better. Even he could acknowledge that running was easier when his cock was tucked away in a loincloth. It was so thick and long now that it felt unbalanced to try to run with it swinging freely between his thighs. Plus, when the painful throbbing spells hit, the clothing kept it in check. Well somewhat, at least.

Victoria was already nibbling at her fish when Jacob rejoined her. He took a piece for himself at sat down next to her. "Mmmm, good," he praised after the first bite.

They ate quietly for a time, listening to the steady patter of rain on the roof. When they'd finished, Jacob helped tidy up the remaining portions for later consumption.

"Looks like this one will probably last another couple hours," Jacob remarked, glancing towards the doorway. "I didn't hear any thunder, so it'd be safe for you to go out and clean up like I did while there's still light." Jacob knew that there wasn't much risk even if there was thunder, but Victoria's aversion to it would keep her inside at the slightest rumble.

 

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Victoria was apprehensive at the idea of going out during the storm, however her brother had been right, there was no sounds of thunder. Getting clean sounded nice and Jacob seemed to have enjoyed it. "I suppose it should be alright."

She waited until Jacob was back in his room before she started to disrobe by the doorway to their home. Neatly she placed the skirt and top on the floor for her to put back on once she was finished. Her breasts looked so large once they were free... Well, they were large. She wondered if they would ever deflate. When she stepped out side and felt the cool water wash over her body, her dark nipples started to become firm due to the chill in the rain.

Victoria ran her hands up and down her body as it poured. Her back side was facing the house. Her large breasts (even from behind) and wide hips made her waist seem so narrow. She closed her eyes as she started ringing water out of her hair only to have more absorb in once she let go. Turning her body towards the house, she stretched, reaching her arms up until...

*Thunder crash*

If anyone was watching they would have seen the fear emerge into her eyes as her body flinched. A flash of lightening another rumble of thunder had her running back to the house. Sadly, Victoria wasn't watching where she was going and tripped over a root or branch of some kind. She gave out a cry right before she landed onto the ground. Her head hit a rock, and as she laid there on the ground she groaned in pain. She tried to look up but the rain kept getting into her eyes.

Victoria tried to keep her eyes open, to get up, and get back into the house. However all she could do was just lay there until her eyes fell shut. There was a small gash from where she hit her head.

The storm continued on.

(Hey, sorry for disappearing!)

 

[saedo]

With Victoria outside, Jacob tended to the fire. Father had taught them how to use smoke to cure the fish. This would provide some extra food on days when the fishing was bad.

The rain's intensity began to pick up slightly. Jacob sighed. The rainy season could get so dull. Unless he was willing to get soaked, there was nothing to do but wait inside until the latest storm passed.

A rumble of thunder sounded in the distance. Jacob grinned; his sister was unnerved by such sounds. No doubt she was furiously scrubbing herself to finish up before the storm reached the island.

But after several minutes, Victoria had yet to appear. Meanwhile, the thunder had gotten rather loud. Definitely loud enough to spook his sister. Why was she still out there?

Jacob stood and went to the doorway, but there was no sign of her. Something wasn't right. He stepped out into the rain.

A few moments later, he found her. As expected, she'd stepped away from their dwelling to avoid any sight lines. Even with just the two of them, sometimes you still wanted privacy. But Victoria was prone on the ground and didn't appear to be moving.

"Victoria? Victoria?" Jacob hailed her as he approached. His sister gave no answer. Now he was worried.

He knelt at her side and turned her face towards him. Her eyes fluttered, but didn't seem to see him. She did groan slightly, so at least she was still alive. But the blood trickling from a bruised gash on her forehead suggested that she was definitely injured.

"I'll carry you back inside," he announced, unsure if she was even listening. He scooped up his sister in his arms and carried her towards the hut.

Once inside, he laid her down near the fire. Victoria was definitely breathing - the rise and fall of her breasts was impossible not to notice. But she still remained unconscious.

Jacob tended to her wound as best he could. He then draped a makeshift blanket over her; though the room was warm, he thought she might prefer some cover since she was otherwise naked. (He also noted that the slight tingling in his groin that often presaged one of his painful attacks diminished considerably when Victoria was covered.)

Jacob propped himself up against the wall. Now all he could do was wait and watch. Outside, the storm rumbled as the rain shifted into a full downpour.

 

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Victoria's vision was definitely muddled when Jacob came to collect her. When he picked her up, her body just naturally held onto him and she closed her eyes once more, pressing her breasts into his chest as they made their way back to the hut. When he first laid her down, her arms wrapped around herself as she shivered next to the fire. This pushed her breasts up a little.

Soon she felt the cover go over her body, and after a while the shivering stopped. A few hours later, she finally woke. Her head was pounding and she groaned in pain. Aside from the pain in her head, there were two things she was certain of. 1 she was not in her room. 2. Beneath the cover she was naked.

"Jacob," she called for her brother, just as she did whenever she had a bad dream, was scared or hurt. She whimpered softly as she held her head. "It hurts..."

She wanted to be held, there wasn't really much else that could be done until the pain ran its course.

 

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Jacob stirred when he heard his sister call out. He crossed the room and knelt beside her. "Hey, Sis," he whispered. "Looks like you banged your head pretty good. How are you feeling?"

"It hurts..." she moaned.

"I know. Not much I can do, " Jacob responded. "Just rest a bit. The pain will pass."

Victoria nodded with her eyes closed, wincing slightly. But when Jacob started to rise, Victoria put a hand on his arm and murmured something about wanting to be held.

" Okay," Jacob shrugged. He raised the blanket covering her and slipped beneath it. He had a brief glimpse of his sister's bare buttocks in the light of the fire before the blanket covered all.

Victoria immediately snuggled up against him, her slender back pressed into his muscular chest. She also pulled his nearest arm around her and held it against her torso. Jacob felt the firm undersides of her breasts brushing against his forearm. She also pressed her butt against him, grinding her naked cheeks against his loincloth.

Victoria settled quickly and soon appeared to be sleeping. Jacob, however, felt the the familiar tingling in his groin. No doubt the accidental jostling of the area by his sister had set it off.

Unfortunately, this time he could not just leave the room till it passed. Victoria had his arm clutched to her body like a favorite teddy bear. He couldn't push away from her without waking her. Given her injury, he wanted her to rest as much as possible.

Jacob felt the familiar ache as his cock swelled within the confines of his loincloth. Though he couldn't see it, he could feel the bulging cloth straining outward against Victoria's naked flesh. Oddly, that seemed to only intensify the ache. Jacob doubted this attack would end swiftly; he could only hope that his symptoms would not disturb his sleeping sister.

 

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Victoria really didn't care that her naked form was pressed against her brother. Her head hurt and right now she needed him to hold her until she felt better. Her backside pressed against his body, feeling the warmth of his skin from behind and the warmth of the fire to her front.

As they laid there together Victoria could already feel the sharp pains in her head starting to lessen as she drifted back to sleep. She held onto her brother's arm, her breasts resting over top one another. After a while of staying in that position, her body adjusted. One of her hands rested over top of his and started to lace through his fingers.

Her young round ass wiggled back onto his ever growing hard cock. Now his cock was nestled between her cheeks, but Victoria (still asleep) seemed to be restless as her body was trying to get more comfortable. Her ass rubbed and pushed against his cock more.

Still holding his hand, she moved it up higher until his hand was cupping her large and soft breast. After the initial touch, her soft nipple started to become ridged. She sighed softly in her sleep and started to settle once more.

 

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Jacob had known Victoria to occasionally toss and turn in her sleep, but tonight she seemed particularly restless. The throbbing in his groin was already keeping him awake, but her unconscious movement was proving most distracting.

Somehow her buttocks managed to pop his swollen cock between them. This turned its expansion from a horizontal crawl towards his hip into a more vertical one along his abdomen. Soon it escaped the containment of his loincloth and began lengthening towards his navel.

Meanwhile, Victoria shifted his right arm higher until it lay across her breasts. He began to feel her nipples hardening beneath his skin. Just like Victoria's breasts, even they were massive. His own were barely the size of a fingertip, but hers were thicker than his thumb.

Inexplicably, this sensation only worsened his own condition. His cock slid past his navel as it swelled still further. Engorged with blood, it felt like a hot iron rod on his abdomen.

Victoria, however, seemed to pay it no mind. Her sleepy shifting ground her back against the throbbing pillar, but she showed no signs of stirring.

Jacob bit his inner cheeks to keep from groaning. He prayed that Victoria would settle so that whatever distemper that caused this painful ache could fade.

 

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For about 5 minutes, Victoria was still... It seemed her body was finally started to relax... And then the loudest clap of thunder either of them heard jolted her out of her slumber. The poor frightened girl gasps and she pulled onto her brother's arm even more, pressing his hand between her breasts as her body tried to cocoon herself with his. A whimper of distress came from her as the rumbling of the storm was particularly long.

Victoria wasn't sure what started her fear of storms. When they were children, their mother told them stories about Jack and the Beanstalk... Maybe when she was little she thought there really were giants in the sky, but she she was old enough now to realize there was no such thing.

Once the sky had quieted down, Victoria let out a breath she had been holding... And then she realized that there was something pressing against her rump. That wasn't Jacob's thigh or hand was it? Victoria sat up and pulled the cover down, yet still held part of it to her front. Her eyes widened as she saw that her brother's... thing... was half way out of his loincloth and swollen.

Victoria blushed but couldn't stop looking, "Um... why is your... thing doing that?"

 

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Jacob hadn't expected Victoria to turn around like that. Now that she had, it seemed pointless to try to hide the obvious. Particularly since the obvious was too large to completely conceal.

"I don't know," he sighed. "It's been happening like this for months now. For no reason, it just starts swelling with blood and then stays like that for several minutes."

Jacob groaned slightly as a fresh surge extended the shaft another quarter inch. "I wish it would stop. It gets bigger each time. And it aches so badly."

Jacob saw the concern in his sister's eye and made a token attempt to assuage it. "Don't worry, Vic; it always fades eventually. I just have to grit my teeth and wait for it to pass."

 

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Victoria could not stop staring at it. It looked so massive. Why was it so big and why was it doing this? The more her brother explained about how this was something that kept happening and each time only got worse did make her worry, and him telling her not to didn't help to extinguish those concerns.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Victoria's main concern was that he got some kind of infection. Without really thinking about boundaries, Victoria reached out and briefly touched the angry looking flesh. For a moment her hand circled around his thickness and she pulled her hand to the base (or at least to his loincloth) and to the tip. She pulled her hand back as she gasped, she felt it throb. She pulled back her hand, she felt how warm it was and realized that what she had done was probably inappropriate.

"Sorry... Did it hurt when I touched it?... It felt really warm." Maybe they should try some cold water to ease the swelling, she thought.

 

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Jacob gasped slightly at Victoria's touch. Her fingers felt comparatively cool against the fiery surface of his shaft. But despite the throbbing ache, her hand felt. . . sort of good.

Victoria's hand could barely fit even halfway around the mighty oak extending from his loin cloth. Her brief stroke only addressed one side of the mammoth trunk. But it did feel rather nice.

Sorry... Did it hurt when I touched it?

"No...,"Jacob ventured cautiously. "I mean, it hurts a bit on its own, but you didn't make it worse."

He furrowed his brow momentarily. Her touch had been a bit nice. Maybe rubbing it would help, just like massaging a sore muscle. He'd never tried it himself because of the parental instruction about not touching himself down there. But the prohibition didn't say anything about letting someone else do it. . . .

"Actually, I think rubbing it might help. . . . Victoria, would you mind doing that again? Just rub it gently like you did before. Only use both hands this time so you can grip it on both sides."

 

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Victoria was relieved when he said she hadn't hurt him. Looking at his face, he seemed to be in thought. Victoria wanted to get up and try to collect some of the cool rain that was falling from the sky. There was just two problems. 1, it was still thundering out and 2, she was naked. Even though he had seen her naked form already, that didn't mean she shouldn't cover herself. However, her brother was pretty much naked as well... And this wasn't the first time she had her eye full of him.

She was about to just get up and get the water when Jacob asked her if she would touch it again. For a moment she paused. There wasn't any harm if it made her brother feel better, right? "Okay," she said softly as she adjusted herself so she was facing him as she sat next to his side. Her face flushed as she let the cover fall from her chest, she couldn't hold it against herself and rub his swollen flesh. As she wrapped both hands around it, starting at the base, she gently let her hands to rub up and down his penis. As she repeated the motion, she could feel how hard he was and every vein bulging.

Rubbing him, her large breasts started to sway and bounce. Feeling his flesh and the sounds that were coming from him had started to have a weird effect on her. There was some kind of strange pressure building between her legs and she squeezed her thighs together to relieve whatever it was. Victoria had yet to realize the wet feeling that had started to build between her legs.

 

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Victoria positioned herself by his hip and reached across to grasp his cock. Jacob unfastened his loincloth so that she could reach all the way to the base. It took both her hands to wrangle the meaty shaft as she lifted it upright.

After her first few cautious strokes, the tip of the glans quickly began to ooze drops of semi-clear liquid. "Don't worry," Jacob explained as Victoria stared at it curiously. "It does that when when it's particularly bad."

However, Victoria's efforts only seemed to intensify the production. Every stroke from base to tip produced a fresh dollop which tumbled down the side of the pillar. Fortunately, Victoria found that the liquid was rather slick, providing a natural lubricant. She spread the substance across every ridge and valley till his throbbing member glistened from tip to base. As a result, her hands glided smoothly up and down the warm flesh.

The results were incredible. Jacob's heart began to pound and he was soon inhaling lungfuls of air. It was like walking up the steep central hill of the island, save that he was lying flat on his back without moving.

Despite his body's fierce reaction to some gentle stroking, it was all strangely enjoyable. He found himself wanting to prolong this sensation. "Don't stop," he grunted as Victoria stared at him. "Just don't stop." Beads of sweat formed on his face as he concentrated.

But despite his efforts, something else was definitely happening. The pressure in his lower abdomen only increased. The ache in his groin seemed to intensify right alongside the strange delight the stroking provided.

"Something! Something's coming!" Jacob managed to cry just moments before the sensation rocketed towards a new peak. Jacob felt muscles clench all over his body. His cock surprisingly swelled even larger. He groaned wordlessly as a cascade of impulses overwhelmed him. The last thing he saw before he shut his eyes tight was a sudden gush of thick, white fluid fountaining out of his cock.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Victoria continued stroking, but almost stopped when she started to see the liquid pooling at the tip. Jacob assured her it was normal but still, this was all very new to her. The wetness did help as she rubbed him, it made it much easier as her palms became slick with it. It was kind of fun. And the sounds he was making! At first she was worried that it was becoming uncomfortable, but then she soon realized he was moaning and groaning in pleasure.

Victoria could see his muscles straining with each each pleasurable sound he gave. Begging her not to stop, her hands went on even though she could feel herself getting tired. It felt like something else was driving her to continue, she couldn't explain it. And as his moans continued and his breath depended, she found that her hands would start running faster. Her fingers were coated in his sticky substance and the sound of her hand massaging his flesh mixed with his moans.

Then it happened. Victoria wasn't sure what it was but his member pulsed in get hands and the two lumps under it moved slightly and then streams of white erupted from him. It was all over her hands, her brothers stomach, and there was even some on her large breasts. As Victoria was looking in awe at how much had came from him, it seemed that her brother fell asleep. His chest was still rising and falling.

Victoria got up and got water and a cloth. After cleaning herself off she went back to her brother's sleeping form and gently started to clean him up as well. Afterwards, she stood up, but before she walked away, she noticed a wet spot on the floor, where she had been sitting. As she stood there holding the makeshift bowl that held the water, she rubbed her thighs together. There was some kind of moistness. Did she wet herself? She didn't feel the urge like she normally needed to.

After putting the bowl away, Victoria sat back down next to her brother. Very timidly she parted her legs a little and reached between them. She gasped for two reasons. 1, she was so wet! It felt much like the stuff that was coming out of her brother, but different. 2. When her fingers came in contact with the little swollen nub of flesh, she felt some kind of rush. Was this what her brother felt when she touched him?

 

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Jacob blinked his eyes as consciousness finally returned. He felt slightly tired, as if he'd worked a long day at fishing. But along with it came an unusual bliss and relaxation.

Best of all, the ache in his groin was gone. Whatever had happened at the end, it had undoubtedly worked. He hadn't felt this good in months.

He raised himself onto his elbows. His cock lay flopped across his belly - weighty, but no longer rigid and throbbing. It no longer glistened with the gooey lubricant, but rather smelt vaguely of mint. Victoria must have cleaned him up when he was passed out.

He turned and found his sister kneeling nearby. "Hey, Victoria, I feel much better," he declared.

But Victoria seemed not to hear him. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be focusing all her attention on her right hand as it slipped between her thighs. Curious, Jacob inquired, "Vic? Are you okay? What are you doing?"

 

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Victoria repeated the action, rubbing her fingers into the wetness, and then pulled her hand back. Thankfully it wasn't her monthly, which for a moment she was scared was the cause of the wetness. This was kind of clear and had an interesting scent to it. Taking her wryly coated fingers, she spread the wetness along her private place, whimpering softly as she rubbed the nub of flesh.

It felt good to rub herself there, so she didn't see any reason to stop. She moaned softly, not hearing her brother starting to become coherent. Instinctively, Victoria's left hand raise to her right breast and she gently squeezed it. She didn't know why, but it felt good.

When he called out for her again, she jumped. He was awake now... And caught her touching herself. She started blushing uncontrollably. "Nothing!" She quickly answered his question. She closed her legs and kept her back to him.