Side by side, and heart to heart
From Torg Adventure
"And how exactly did you see this playing out, Lisa?" you ask her. You pull out of her and gently roll off of her. You realize that neither of you are likely in a condition at the moment to start fucking right away. This way, lying beside each other, is more conducive to the talking you'd like to do.
"I was mostly just thinking I was going to come in here and give you some good old sisterly advice," Lisa says, apparently thinking back to whatever her plan at the time had been. "Whatever wisdom and knowledge an older sibling is supposed to pass down to the younger ones. Knowledge and wisdom that will hopefully keep their siblings from making the same mistakes they did in their lives."
Lisa looks over to you. "But you were stubborn and weren't listening too well. So I had to... escalate things a bit, to teach you some things about mistaking sex with love." Lisa shrugs her shoulders. "I actually wasn't even expecting you to listen to me at all, so I was a little surprised when it progressed to the point where it looked like I was going to have to go all Flowers in the Attic on you. Not that I was unwilling; just surprised that the right circumstances came into play to make it a reality."
"The next surprise was that you're actually pretty capable in the sack, Max." She reaches over and gives your still firm cock a gentle squeeze. "I've run into way too many one-inch wonders and two-pump chumps in my life, and I figured you'd be just like them. I wasn't lying earlier when I said that they normally didn't make me cum, or when I said that you were making me do so. Based on that cock of yours, and what you can do with it, I think you could actually end up with a lot more women than you think. Which," she hastens to add, "is another reason why you shouldn't chain yourself to one woman for right now. With that love machine between your legs, you owe it to womankind to spread some legs, and spread the wealth around." She strokes your cock idly. "If you want, I could probably even hook you up with some of my friends, if you wanted a little more variety than Maggie and me. I know at least some of the girls in my social circle need a decent fuck every now and then, instead of having to take care of some guy's ego just so that he'll take care of their financial needs."
You've seen Lisa's friends. They're all various degrees of hot and slutty, although also very high degrees of bitchy. You think you could put up with the latter, for the sake of the former. As fun as that might be, though, you'd still much rather get with Maggie or Lisa than one of Lisa's friends, no matter how sexy or good in bed they might be.
"I may take you up on that," you tell Lisa, deciding to keep your options open at the moment. "But honestly, I'd prefer being with you rather than any of your friends."
Lisa smiles at you, a little wanly. "Max, if you do want to consider me your girlfriend, you can do that. But being one of my boyfriends... well, it isn't exactly a very exclusive club." She squeezes the head of your cock gently in her fingers. "Still, you'll find me more than willing to help you blow off any steam, any time I am available. Or to find you another convenient girl to help you with that."
You do your best to ignore Lisa playing with your cock, as you feel it's important to talk to her for now, versus simply fucking her again. It sounds like there will be plenty of opportunity for that later. You suspect that after this afternoon, she won't open her heart as easily as she'll open her legs.
"Why today though, Lisa," you ask her. "Why today, of all days, to decide to finally let me have sex with you? Just because I brought Maggie home?"
Lisa sighs loudly and looks at you, letting go of your penis. "Max, please don't look a gift whore in the mouth." She holds up her hand as you start to say something. "Yeah, I know. 'You are not a whore, Lisa.' And like I told you before it's technically correct. But still, being... 'loose' is who I am. It's what I'm good at." She's silent for a moment, then sighs again. "Look, when I was a little girl, I was a tall, skinny tomboy, not too much different than Sam at the time, although a little younger. Except she was bringing home trophies for her martial arts and other athletics, even then. I didn't do all that badly in sports, but I never got the first place like she did all the time."
She shifts uncomfortably on the bed. "On the other hand, Amy was bringing home straight A's from early on in school, and winning science fairs, and stuff like that. I was all B's and C's, no matter how hard I studied. So it was Sam's trophies in the living room, and Amy's grades on the fridge. If Mom wasn't driving Sam to training or some tournament, she was taking Amy to Chess Club, or a debate. I got to stay home and watch tv, and then make sure dinner was made. You kind of get short-changed on attention too, I guess, but it didn't seem to phase you as much. I've always admired how independent you are, Max. You grew up in the shadow of our sisters, just like me, but it never seemed to bother you. Not like me."
She looks down at her chest. "Then, one day, my tits started to come in. I was the first girl in my class to get cleavage. Hell, I had tits coming in before Sam even. And they just kept coming." She laughs ruefully. "People suddenly started paying attention to me then. Boys- older boys, even- started talking to me. Other girls were jealous of me, but that was attention, too. And I found that I could encourage that attention by acting like how the older girls at school acted around boys, or how women acted to men on tv, even if I didn't really get what that all meant at the time. And I loved being the center of attention for a change."
"It's not like I was actually fucking anyone back then," she continues. "I was a bit too young, and barely even knew about sex other than as being something that grownups did. But being sexy was something I could do, and I did it. Very well. At that age, it would be enough to tease it, and get by on attitude." A smile appears on her face, although you can't quite read the actual emotion behind it. "And then one day I brought that attitude home, and thought it would be funny to use it on you. In front of Mom."
"You were too young to fully get it, although I sensed you liked being on the receiving end of my flirting. But Mom freaked, of course. She dragged me out of the room, and spent the next hour or so giving me 'The Talk', and telling me that what I did wasn't appropriate behavior between a brother and a sister." Lisa folds her arms under her massive chest, unconsciously emphasizing them. You're only mildly distracted by them though, with most of your attention still focused on her story. "I was embarrassed at the time; even ashamed. But at the same time I remember thinking... this is the most attention Mom's given me in years."
She uncrosses her arms and starts nervously picking at her long fingernails. "Eventually, she sent me out of the room, once she felt I had an understanding of how she wanted me to behave. I waited a day or two, and then started in on you again. Within earshot of her, of course." A short chuckle. "That got me another talking to; shorter, this time. Which only encouraged me, since I was getting doubly rewarded. I was getting attention from you, but even more importantly, attention from Mom. That was even better than attention from the boys at school. And it's not like it was constant flirting or coming on to you. I knew better than to push my luck with Mom too far. But the more I did it, the less Mom started to care. So I had to get... creative, over time. The more outrageous the things I did, the more likely it was to get a response out of her."
"Meanwhile, at school, the other girls had developed, too. So I had to step up my game there as well. I still had the biggest tits, but that will only get you so far. I'm pretty sure I was the first in my class to give a blowjob, and then later on to let a guy fuck me. And I made damn sure people knew it, because I wasn't being a slut just for the fun of it. Mom found out, of course, because I didn't exactly try too hard to hide it from her, either. That got me another talk about being careful, and the mistakes she'd made when she was my age. So she made sure my top dresser drawer was always stocked with condoms. And she made me promise not to fuck you, or else she's send me to live with Aunt Karen, before they moved next door."
Lisa looks thoughtful for a bit. "After that, it became a little harder to get a rise out of Mom. No matter how much of a rise I was able to get out of this guy." Her hand grips your cock softly again. "It's like she finally figured out I was doing it mostly to get a reaction out of her. But she would still grimace when I'd tease you, or on good occasions, I could get her to yell at me about it, or even get a private lecture again. And at that point, teasing you was fun all by itself, because you were the only guy I could do that with literally all day, and not be expected to actually hop into bed with at some point. It seemed like every other guy in my life at that point was a lover. Even though you were my brother, you were the closest thing I had to a more normal boy-girl relationship, so I guess I clung onto that for way too long."
She lets go of your cock, and just rests her hand on your thigh. "You've been the only male relative I've ever really known my entire life, Max. Every other man I've been around, I've conditioned myself to relate to sexually. And I guess that's the only way I knew how to relate to you. I made the mistake long ago of mistaking sex for love... of confusing attraction for affection. I realized it way too late, too. There's a lot of stuff in this that isn't fair. It maybe wasn't fair of Mom to spend so much time with Sam and Amy. It wasn't fair of life to give a woman's body to a young girl. And it wasn't fair of that young girl to use that woman's body to tease her even younger brother."
She caresses your thigh, with fondness rather than lust. "And now I see you, much older than I was originally, and probably a good bit wiser, but possibly about to make the same mistake as me, in mixing up sex and love, just because you've found a girl that's willing to let you sleep with her. And there's a part of me that says that I'm responsible for you thinking that way."
Lisa rolls over on her side then, looking you square in the eyes. She moves her hand from your thigh to your shoulder. "Max, I've never really told you this, at least as far back as I can remember, but you mean the world to me. I've absolutely been awful at showing that in a proper way, and I realize that now. I've known it from near the very start, I guess, when Mom first told me it was inappropriate, but that didn't stop me. But I still have time to set it right, I think. It may be too late for me to stop making mistakes with my own life, but that doesn't mean I can't keep you from following in my footsteps. Maybe sleeping with you isn't the best way to do that, but I guess I've gotten too used to using my body to get what I want. And if giving you my body somehow works to offset the wrong messages I've been sending you about sex and love all these years, and keeps you from making your own mistakes... well, then, I guess maybe some times two wrongs do make a right."
Lisa had ended the lovemaking by stating that events hadn't unfolded as she planned. Now that you had had a chance to talk to your sister afterwards, you found that things weren't exactly playing out as you expected, either. You were seeing a completely different side of Lisa; possibly a different side than anyone had ever seen. She had opened up to you so completely that you were taken aback. It was a bit like the breakthrough you had with Maggie in this same bed earlier today, although while with Maggie it was a romantic love, with Lisa it was familial love, albeit expressed sexually. You get the distinct impression that Lisa doesn't really experience romantic love, or hasn't so far at least, but was at least trying to become better at showing sisterly love. Granted, fucking you was one hell of a way to express it, but it seems that it had worked out okay for both of you so far. And you couldn't help seeing Lisa, and her promiscuous lifestyle, in a new light now based on what she had told you. Despite what she said about it being too late for her to change, you can't help but think that you could help steer her to a better life, just as she was trying to do for you. And maybe even teach her something about romantic love as well. There was room in your heart for loving multiple sisters that way at one time. At least, if that's what you wanted. At the very least, Lisa was open to sex with you on a regular basis, and she had mentioned setting you up with some of her friends, if that was more what you were looking for. Was more romance really what you wanted? Then original plan was just to bed Lisa, and hopefully knock her up.
Where to next? More sex? More talk? Something else?
