Just when Shawn entered his house, he was greeted by his sister Angela.
He knew that she must have just finished her morning run because she was still wearing her black yoga pants and a matching sports bra, which barely covered her big, round breasts. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail, and a few stray strands clung to her sweaty face.
"Where were you? And what's that stupid smile on your face? It looks like you're plotting something mischievous." Angela folded her arms below her breasts, raising an eyebrow at him.
Shawn quickly put on his best 'innocent boy' act, shrugging his shoulders. "What do you mean? I just went out for some air. And this smile? It's called being happy. Maybe you should try it sometime."
His teasing earned him a glare from Angela. She was clearly not in the mood for jokes.
"Cut the bullshit, Shawn. I asked you a question, and I expect an answer. Where exactly were you?" She took a step closer, trying to look intimidating despite being a head shorter than him.
'Oh, she's feisty this morning. She must be pissed about something.' Shawn hid a grin, amused by his sister's serious demeanor. "Calm down, Sis. You look like you're going to burst a vein. I was at a friend's place."
And before Angela could question him further, he casually pulled her into a hug. One arm wrapped around her back while the other held her close by the neck. His lips moved to her ear, whispering softly, "Are you really mad because I was gone, or is it because you couldn't stop thinking about yesterday?"
His sudden action and question took Angela off guard. She had come to interrogate him, not to be held in his arms like this.
She pushed against his chest to break free from the hug, but he didn't let go immediately. Instead, he tightened his hold slightly, making her feel the warmth of his body through her thin sports bra.
"Let go of me, Shawn. This isn't funny." Angela tried to sound stern, but her voice wavered slightly. His closeness, his scent, and the memory of his fingers in her pussy made her heart beat faster.
"I'm not trying to be funny, Sis. I'm just being affectionate with my sister. Don't you want a hug from your little brother?" Shawn leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing against her earlobe.
He then moved one of his hands down her back until it reached her waist. His fingers traced the edge of her yoga pants, slowly inching lower until they slipped inside the waistband, brushing against the bare skin of her ass.
"What the—?!" Angela gasped, shocked by his boldness. She tried to grab his hand, but he moved faster, squeezing her firm ass cheek.
The sudden squeeze triggered the familiar sensations from yesterday, and Angela felt a wet heat building between her legs.
'Why am I getting aroused? What's wrong with me? This is my brother!' she scolded herself mentally. But her body was betraying her, her breath coming in shallow gasps as Shawn continued to caress her ass.
Shawn, of course, noticed her reaction and took it as a green light to continue. He pressed his growing erection against her stomach, making her even more aware of his desire.
"Ahh... stop it... This is wrong..." Angela protested weakly, but she didn't push him away again. Instead, her hands clutched at his shoulders, her resolve melting under his touch.
But when she felt his fingers sliding further down between her asscheeks, towards her already wet pussy, she snapped back to reality.
She finally managed to break free from his hold, stepping back and glaring at him with flushed cheeks. Her blue eyes were sharp, trying to hide the fact that she was incredibly turned on.
"Damn it, Shawn! What are you doing?!" Angela hissed, her hands clenched into fists. "This isn't some kind of game! You can't just touch me like that!"
Yet Shawn looked completely unaffected by her anger. He simply tilted his head to the side, an innocent smile playing on his lips. "But I can't help it. It's been a long time since we've been so close. And I like this way of bonding with you. It feels good, doesn't it?"
"Feel good? Are you insane? We're siblings! We shouldn't be 'bonding' like this." Angela shot back, trying to sound disgusted, but the way she avoided his gaze told him otherwise.
But then her eyes shifted slightly downward, noticing his visible bulge through his pants. It made her blush deepen.
'Why does he have to be so... big? It's like a snake hiding in his pants, ready to bite. It looks bigger than what I felt yesterday.'
Seeing where she was looking, Shawn grinned wider. Still, he didn't bring up his erection, as he had more fun messing with her. He took a step forward, closing the distance she had tried to create. "Oh, come on, Sis. You liked it. I saw how you reacted yesterday. Don't tell me you forgot already."
"I didn't... It was just..." Angela faltered, searching for the right words. But there was no denying it, even if she wanted to.
The memory of Shawn touching her, teasing her until she came, was too vivid to forget. Her body had been aching ever since then, especially last evening after witnessing her brother, Steve, having wild sex with a married woman on the rooftop.
It was wrong to even think about it, but the need was still there, simmering just beneath the surface. The same kind of forbidden excitement.
However, she knew better than to let it happen again. "That was a one-time thing. It shouldn't have happened, and it won't happen again. So just... just stop it, okay?"
"Is that really what you want?" Shawn leaned down, his face now inches from hers. His blue eyes were locked on her icy ones, his expression calm yet intense. "Because I can see the conflict in your eyes. And if you ask me honestly... I kind of want it to happen again."
Angela swallowed hard, feeling a flutter in her chest. He was right. There was a part of her that wanted more, that was curious about where this could lead. But her rational side fought back, reminding her of the boundaries they shouldn't cross.
"We can't. You have a girlfriend. And we're family. It's too dangerous." Her voice was firm, but her breathing was shaky, giving away her true feelings. "What if Mom and Dad find out? Or Steve?"
Shawn's expression softened a bit, his smile turning into something more sincere. "I know it's complicated. But think about it; no one needs to know except us. Besides..." He paused, leaning in even closer until their lips almost touched. "Didn't it feel good? Being touched by your own brother? Giving in to the most taboo fantasy."
"Stop it... don't..." Angela's breath quickened, her eyes flickering between his eyes and his lips. The closeness, the seductive tone of his voice, the thrill of being tempted again... it was too much.
When Shawn noticed her resolve crumbling, he gently placed his hands on her hips, pulling her against him. Their bodies pressed together intimately once more, and Angela felt his erection against her lower stomach again.
This time, she didn't resist. Her body leaned into his almost unconsciously, her lips parting slightly.
Shawn didn't waste the opportunity. He closed the gap between them and kissed her. The moment their lips met, Angela's eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped her throat.
His kiss was demanding yet gentle, exploring her mouth with slow, deliberate movements. She found herself responding, her arms moving around his neck as she melted into him.
Their tongues danced together, deepening the kiss as they tasted each other. It was both wrong and right, dangerous and exhilarating. And for a moment, Angela let go of all her inhibitions, surrendering to the kiss that was setting her entire body on fire.
Meanwhile, Shawn was in pure heaven. The taste of his older sister, the feeling of her soft lips and curvy body pressed against his, made him forget about everything else. He moved his hands down to her ass again, squeezing it possessively as he continued to kiss her.
The longer the kiss went on, the more passionate it became. It wasn't just a simple kiss of siblings showing affection. It was filled with lust, with the desire to take things further.
When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily, their eyes glazed with desire. Angela's cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from the kiss, and her body felt weak but incredibly aroused.
"We can't cross the line, Shawn... This has to stop before we go too far..." She murmured, her voice breathless but firm. Still, her hands didn't leave his neck.
And Shawn understood her hesitation. But he wasn't ready to stop. "What if we don't cross the line? What if we just keep it to kisses and... some other things?"
Angela looked at him suspiciously, narrowing her eyes. "Not crossing the line?"
"Yeah, we can do other stuff that doesn't involve... you know." Shawn smirked, leaning in to whisper in her ear again. "How about we go to your room, and I show you exactly what I mean?"
For a brief moment, Angela hesitated. Her heart pounded in her chest as she imagined what Shawn might have in mind. Was it dangerous? Absolutely. But was she willing to stop? Apparently not.
"Fine... but if you cross the line..." Angela gave him a stern look, pointing a finger at him. "If you do, we're done. Forever."
"Deal." Shawn nodded without hesitation. He then took her hand and led her upstairs to her bedroom.
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