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“Idogo over to his place some nights. Those are the nights when you’re sound asleep, Emily,” she smirked. It was then that I realized there was a lot I didn’t know about my twin. Hell, she’d been sneaking off to see her older boyfriend next door all this time? Why hadn’t I noticed before?
But yes, now I’m in on the secret, and Janine’s promised to stop having sex with Tucker with me in the room as soon as graduation arrives. I just wish it would come sooner rather than later, because they’re still doing it in our bedroom, believe it or not. As I mentioned: my sister and her boyfriend are shameless, and lately, it’s gotten worse because they don’t even bother to pull the sheets over themselves anymore. They’re literally going at it, totally naked and horny, with me lying mere feet away. I can’t get out of this situation fast enough.
But as if she’s read my mind, my sister’s eyes suddenly flash with concern as she glances over at our parents.
“Do you think Harry and Joan know?” she whispers. “What if Tuckerknowsthey know, and that’s why he’s not coming to the barbecue?”
“He’scoming,” I smile with an eye roll. “You’re a hot teenage girl, sister. There’s no way he’ll miss this party for the world. Just relax.”
“But I can’t relax!” she whines, now nervously picking up some pretzels from one of my carefully arranged snack bowls and chewing on them. “I need to see Tucker. I need tofeelhim. Inside me. Maybe we can sneak off or something -”
“Janine!” I hiss worriedly. “Carry on like that and Joan and Harrywillfind out.”
“You don’t get it,” she tuts in reply. Then her expression goes dreamy. “Once you’ve felt a cock as huge as Tucker’s, you need it all the time.” I feel my face glow hot at her words. “You don’t know what it’s like, girl. It’s incredible. He’s got me hooked.”
She doesn’t need to rub it in because it’s true I’ve never had sex, and it’s starting to bother me a bit these days. It’s not because I’m still a virgin, and so I’m “behind.” It’s not that my sister is more “advanced” or “knowledgeable” when it comes to men, or anything like that. No. Instead, my secret is much worse:it bothers me that my sister’s secret sex life with Tucker turns me on. I’m so ashamed. I lie awake as I hear them kiss and whisper on their side of the room. And then the breathing that becomes quicker, shallower. I hear how Tucker grunts the word “fuck” over and over like he’s in pain, but I know he’s not. And neither is my sister. I hear her bury her face in her pillow as she moans in ecstasy, and I know that’s the sound of an orgasm, even though I’ve never had one. I just lie there, my heart pounding and my pussy all slippery from hearing what I shouldn’t be hearing, wishing someone would fuck me like that. Someone like Jason Roberts, Tucker’s twin.
No sooner has the thought occurred to me than shame washes over me, right when the Roberts stroll into the backyard through the gate. They look incredible, but I only have eyes for Jason, who’s wearing a blue polo shirt that is the exact color of his eyes, a pair of designer shorts, and expensive-looking loafers. His sunglasses are on, so I can’t see his eyes, but I hope that they’re not looking at me because I’m already beginning to sweat. My face must be bright red and it's probably shiny already. God, it’s just my luck to look awful whenever the handsome man comes around.
But it seems I’m safe. If Jason notices me, he’s not letting on, and instead makes pleasantries with my mom as he hands her a bottle of chilled wine as a gift. I can’t help but ogle him - he’s so attractive. His tall frame is all rippling muscle, the material of his clothes unable to hide the Adonis-like figure beneath. I wonder what it would be like to feel the weight of his hard, toned body on mine.
Meanwhile, Janine is flirting outrageously with Tucker, who is already being drawn into deep conversation about golf with my dad. I watch Janine as she bats her eyelashes at him and presses her arms in on the hugeness of her boobs so her cleavage becomes even more prominent. Tucker merely chuckles and focuses on whatever my dad is going on about. Fortunately, Harry is oblivious, as always. Thank goodness.
“Emily!” my name rings out across the yard in my mom’s call, making me jump. “Why haven’t you offered our guests a drink yet?” That’s when I realize I’ve been standing there gawping, probably looking like a complete idiot. “She’s not usually rude, Jason,” my mother says in an apologetic tone. “Our Emily is a good girl,” she adds before heading inside to put the wine in the fridge. “Now if you’ll just excuse me.”
Jason smiles at me, revealing a row of perfect white teeth. My legs go to jelly immediately, and heat blooms in my breast, but I manage to walk over to their side of the yard bearing a tray of chilled water glasses.
My dad and Tucker each take a glass, but when I turn to Jason, I can’t make myself meet his eyes. Oh my god, this is so embarrassing. I want to look at him like a normal person, and yet I’m staring at my feet like a dorky seventh-grader. Even weirder, he doesn’t move to take a glass of water, so I finally glance up for a peek.
“No thanks,” he says in his baritone voice, making the hairs on my neck stand on end. “I’ll have a beer instead.”
“A beer?” I ask stupidly. For a moment I don’t know what to say, and then blurt out, “Sorry, I’m underage. But I can ask my mom to get you one from the fridge, if you like?”
What the hell am I saying? This is a backyard barbecue, so no one’s checking ID! Immediately, my cheeks flame bright red, but Jason merely grins.
“It’s fine,” he chuckles and takes a glass of water. “Thanks anyways.” My stomach churns with embarrassment. We’ve never spoken before, and here I am turning our first conversation together into a legal dispute. What is wrong with me? Why couldn’t I just have said, “Let me go grab you a beer” like a normal person? That’s what Janine would have done. My hands shaking, I set the tray down on the table and pick up the remaining glass of water. I’m about to take a sip when I hear Janine shriek in delight and turn to discover Tucker goofing around with the hose.
I dimly wonder at what Janine could have done to get our dad to stop talking to Tucker about golf because Harry can become insistent when it comes to his favorite sport. But now, my dad’s stationed safely behind the grill, flipping burgers as Janine and Tucker behave like two playful puppies on the lawn.
“Give me that!” my sister squeals while trying to grab the garden hose from her boyfriend.
“Come and get it,” he taunts, his smile brilliantly white.
She laughs and ducks when he tries to blast her, but it’s clear she’s loving it. Her wet brown curls stick to her face and neck, while the bikini top is now completely soaked. Her boobs bounce obscenely as she runs over to me, shrieking and laughing. Suddenly, I realize too late that what she’s trying to do is hide behind me while Tucker chases her, and I gasp when my sister ducks behind me. Of course, a huge gust of cold water hits me full in the face, drenching my entire frame.
“Oof!” I squeal. “Oh my god!”
“Whoops,” Tucker apologizes. “Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to get you. I just wanted to get Janine.” But he immediately turns away as Janine darts out from behind me and runs over to hide behind the shed instead. He’s close on her heels and douses her from the back, inciting a new stream of shrieking giggles.
Meanwhile, I’m left speechless, dripping, and frozen to the spot in shock as my new t-shirt clings to my curves, revealing the huge swell of my boobs. Even worse, I’m not wearing a bra beneath my t-shirt because the straps were cutting into my flesh and hurting me. But now, I regret the decision because my tits are totally visible. The white fabric is plastered to my giant Double Ds, and my nipples are obviously erect through the transparent material.
Gasping, I look up to find Jason staring at my breasts, his mouth slack with desire. He swallows thickly, unable to tear his gaze away, and then reaches down to adjust himself in his pants. It’s then that I start staring myself because it’s clear that I’m not the only one who’s aroused. He’s got a giant bulge at his crotch, so huge that it appears downright painful, and that’s when I realize that Jason Roberts wants me. I can feel the hunger emanating from the alpha male like a heat wave, and for a moment, we both stand there, looking at each other’s turgid anatomy.
“Oh my!” I squeal.
“Oh shit,” he groans under his breath. Then, in a rush I cross my arms over my chest and dart inside, ignoring the surprised questions from my mom.
I don’t stop until I’m safely upstairs in our bedroom, my heart pounding and out of breath. Replaying the moment over and over in my mind, the hammering of my heart is joined by a familiar throb in my pussy. There can be no doubt that that was a humiliating experience. Yet my handsome neighbor clearly liked what he saw … and now, I just need to make my approach.
