Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep95

Last Time: The Campbell family decided they were all OK with the ongoing family orgy, as long as they were

honest with each other about what they were doing. They went back to their daily lives, but their uncontrollable,

incestuous urges cwith them. And the consequences weren't far behind. Austin has already lost his job, but

surely nothing else could go wrong. Right?

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When Molly cdownstairs that morning, she found her older brother passed out on the living room couch. He

was wearing his clothes from the night before, jeans and a t-shirt, and he was snoring. With the bright sun of

morning dripping over him, he looked a bit like a cat, curled up under a sunbeam. A giant, smelly, drooling cat

that was probably still drunk from the night before. But still.

She'd heard what had happened. Austin had gotten in a fight at work, over what Molly couldn't imagine. He'd lost

his job and cstraight home. The family had all whispered about it the night before, but everyone agreed to

leave him be for the moment. Molly decided it was best to continue that policy.

The buxom blonde girl went into the kitchen and made breakfast, doing her best to stay quiet. But after she

made eggs, ate them, and cleaned up, Austin remained unconscious. He hadn't even rolled over.

Molly went back into the living room and eyed her brother. Sleeping beauty this was not. Still, sometimes she

understood what Lexi saw in Austin. He had a nice smile and warm eyes. His body was tight -- cute butt, great

abs, all that good stuff. She got a 'he's like Dad but younger and in better shape' vibe from her older sibling. He

was hot, Molly couldn't deny that.

But they'd never gotten along or been particularly close. Even in the bad-old Lexi days when they should have

had a natural alliance against their bitchy sister, it had been every sibling for themselves. They were just two

very different people. Molly was quiet, reserved. She didn't have confidence in herself and she didn't like to show

off. Austin was -- quite literally with that gilded mop on his head -- the golden boy who could do no wrong.

Maybe that was the problem: Austin was hot, and he knew it. Sgirls go in for cocky, Molly knew. Her mother

and older sister definitely did. But Molly wanted someone who could be warm and loving. Who could laugh at

themselves sometimes. James was good looking, too, but he never acted like he was better than everyone else.

Maybe Austin would grow up the sway, eventually. Molly wasn't patient enough to wait and see.

Regardless, sometimes Molly regretted the relationship she had with Austin. She knew other girls had older

brothers that stood up for them, who protected them. She knew girls who worshipped the ground their older

brothers walked on, who probably would fuck them if they could. Ironic, then, that Molly was the one who'd

actually done it.

The family had all been having sex since the incident at the lake when their mother had given them pills that

turned them fucking crazy in every sense of that phrase. They'd chome, seen doctors, changed everything.

Yet the incest orgy rolled on. Molly had been with her Dad, her older sister, and even her Mom (a relationship so

distant it made Molly and Austin seem like BFFs). But somehow, she'd missed sex with her older brother.

Then Lexi showed up at her door and hooked the siblings up. Screwing Austin wasn't something the blonde girl

had ever thought about or really wanted, but there she was -- naked on the living room floor with her brother's

bare cock in her unprotected pussy. And she'd liked it. A lot. More than she ever thought she would

It was different, of course. Her father was commanding, directive. Austin was more supportive. Encouraging. Was

it possible that the man Molly wanted her brother to be only existed when they were having sex? God that was a

strange thought.

Molly didn't hate her brother and she didn't want to start, either. They'd been apathetic most of their lives and it

never occurred to her that that might change. A lot of what had happened that summer had been a surprise.

Perhaps the feelings most of all. Molly found she cared for Austin, worried about him. If he'd lost his job, if he'd

returned to live at home, that meant things had gone badly. Molly didn't know what her brother wanted from life,

but she assumed happiness had to be a part of it. Maybe, like a good sister, there was a way Molly could make

Austin feel a bit better.

Molly reached over and shook Austin's shoulder. He grunted but didn't wake. She shoved him again. His eyes

blinked open. He saw his sister and a look of confusion passed over his face.

"Hey Molly. What are you doing here?" he asked.

"| live here, dingus," Molly said, "At least for a little while longer anyway." School, that thing she'd been racing

towards, it hung over her like a shadow now. Molly kept telling herself she was leaving forever. Worse, she kept

insisting to herself that she was excited about the idea. It wasn't sticking.

"You know you have a bed upstairs," Molly told her brother, "You don't have to crash on the couch like a

vagrant."

"At the time, the stairs seemed a bit too forbidding," Austin said. He grinned and rubbed his head, sheepishly.

"I'm sure someone would have helped you, if you'd asked," Molly said.

"Speaking of which, where is everyone?" Austin asked. Molly caught the implication and was a little hurt. She

stuffed it back. You're better than this, she reminded herself. "Lexi's out running," Molly said. The siblings shared

a knowing look. "And Mom and Dad are both at work."

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"Boy, | really slept in, huh?" Austin rolled over and stretched. The movement lifted his t-shirt, revealing his

sculpted abs. Even when he wasn't trying, he was a turn on.

"I'm sorry," Molly said, "For what happened with your job. | know it wasn't your fault."

"Oh, it was totally my fault," Austin said with a rueful smile, "But thanks. It means a lot coming from you. | know

we haven't been the closest."

"I'm glad | can be here for you," Molly said, "I know if it was reversed, you'd totally be here for me, too."

Austin looked at Molly again, like seeing her for the first time. She was dressed pretty casually: a t-shirt and a

pair of jeans. Molly knew though that even in clothes like that (sometimes especially in clothes like that) her

massive breasts and ample ass stood out in a way that could break a boy. Once upon a time, the thought of a

guy checking her out would have sent her screaming to her room. Now, she enjoyed the attention. That's right,

I'm sexy and no one can stop me. For a moment, Molly thought about teasing her brother a little more. But

Austin, abs aside, was not looking his best in the moment.

"You need a shower, bro," Molly said.

Austin looked down and sniffed himself, like he needed to verify his sister's story. "No kidding," he said, finally, "I

think all my clean clothes are still in my car."

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"Hey, are you OK?" Austin asked.

"Fine," Molly said. She smirked. But she didn't move.

"Well, I'm going to get in the shower now," Austin said. "Yup."

"So, | guess I'll just, you know, take off my clothes."

Molly didn't say a word.