Forbidden Desire (Closed for me and cnuveau)

Noticing her on the couch folding laundry I dropped my bag by the door and walked over to help. Rounding the couch my eyes were drawn to her legs spread in those booty shorts and all my work for the last hour to clear my mind went out the window.

"Here, let me help." I said as I sat beside her and fished a few shirts out of the basket to fold as my eyes traveled over her thighs.
 
I looked up as he walked over to help me. He didn't look like he was in any pain, so that was good. "You're gonna have to shower again." I teased, making a face. He was all sweaty and...and....okay, I wasn't turned off by the idea of him being sweaty. "Are you sure you're okay? No pain?" I asked, biting my bottom lip for a moment as I really looked at him. In the back of my head I was running through any pain relievers we had. Just in case.
 
"Yeah, I guess I probably do need another shower don't I?" I said thinking back to earlier this morning. "No, the knee's good. I didn't work my legs too hard. Did mostly upper body. Probably went a little too hard on my lats and lower back though given how long it's been since I worked out." I said reaching back to feel the soreness in my back.
 
"After you shower, bring me the icy hot lotion thing form the bathroom and I'll get it applied there." I said, looking at where he was reaching. And watching the way the muscles in his arms flexed as he did. I want those arms around me...Gripping me... I thought, blushing and holding back a needy whimper as I refocused myself on getting the laundry done so he could take his clothes and shower. "A-Any idea on what you want for dinner?" I asked, having to clear my throat.
 
"That'd be great. Thanks!" I said. The thought of her hands rubbing my back filling my mind as I grabbed the last of the laundry from the basket and folded it. "I don't know, maybe we can go out and grab something for dinner. Just the two of us for a change?" I realize I've been pretty self absorbed since my knee injury, maybe even before that, and it was time I stopped that.

With the laundry done I went up to rinse off real quick making sure to close the door fully this time. A few minutes later I was stepping out of the shower. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist. I grabbed the icy hot and called Liz as I exited the bathroom walked to my room and flopped face down on the bed.
 
"Sure. Think of what you want to eat!" I called out after him as he walked off for his shower. I was a little caught off guard by him asking to go out. Just us. No friends this time, no last night one night stands that turned into another night... Am I getting my big brother back? I thought to myself. Startled. Growing up, we hadn't exactly been close. Being about two years apart from each other, not to mention him being a boy and me a girl...our likes and dislikes varied. But when I got old enough to start taking an interest in boys for dating, and with us being in the same school...Steve had done the whole older, protective "you hurt her and I'll break your face" big brother thing on just about all the guys I'd ever taken an interest in. So in kind...when it came to girls he dated...if they broke his heart, I secretly started nasty rumors to get even. I was always sure Steve knew it had been me, but he never called me on it. Never sold me out. That's just how we were.

Then came his injury...and it felt like something between us broke and shifted. He closed himself off. He drank, partied, and slept around more often. And I was pretty sure he took a hit or two of weed at the parties. But I didn't know how to help him other than be the silent support in the room during PT. I didn't know how to talk to him except to offer words of encouragement when things looked tough. So I had left him to cope in his own way...while I took care of us. Like always. Was I bad baby sister? "Liz!" His voice startled me from my thoughts. I'd been sitting there on the couch with my laundry the entire time!

"Be right there!" I called up, getting up. I gathered my laundry and stopped by my room after I got upstairs. I set my clothes on my bed. I'd take care of them in a bit. Walking into his room I paused in the door way. "Oh come on!" I groaned, turning away for a moment. I wasn't actually upset at him being in nothing but that towel, but that was a natural response...right? Shaking my head, I turned back and walked into the room. Taking the lotion from him, I sat down on the bed beside him and squeezed some out in a small line on his back, capped the lotion and set it off to the side, then began to spread the stuff along his back. Moving to half sit on him, being mindful of keeping my weight off his legs as I moved low across his back. Massaging it into his muscles. I pressed down hard as I did. Working out the knots and soreness. "So....do you know where you wanna eat?" I asked, breaking the silence between us.
 
I should have thought better of just flopping down with my towel but I didn’t want to get icy hot on the clean clothes I was going to put on and the part of me I’ve been trying all day to suppress said it was fine.

“I don’t know” I said with a shrug a her hands worked into my back. “I came up with the idea to go out. It’s your turn. My treat.” Well the schools treat to be honest. Even though I wasn’t able to play this year I was able to keep my scholarship and the NIL money, though it wasn’t what the stars of the team got, was still holding up so money wasn’t tight for me at the time.

I let out a groan as she pressed into my lower back. God her hands felt good on me.
 
I chuckled. "You're treat huh?" I teased, shaking my head as I kept working on his back. Moving up to his shoulders and neck, straddling his waist as I move. "We could go out for Pizza? Get a stuffed crust of some sort, some beer..." I offered. There was a place close by. A dive bar of sorts that did pizza, burgers and fries, wings...They also had games up on the tvs. It was usually packed on the weekends. Everyone wanting to start their weekends by winding down over some greasy food and a drink.
 
"Nice! Cheap Date!!" I said laughing as I reached back and patted her hand as she rubbed my shoulders. "Why don't you get cleaned up and we'll head over. I could use some carb loading after my workout."

Liz swung her leg back over my body to get up and I rolled toward the side of the bed forgetting I had a towel around my waist. It flung open briefly before I grabbed the ends and pulled it back together hoping her back was still to me as she got up.

As she left my room I closed the door, pulled on some jeans, a white button up polo and my shoes before leaving my room.
 
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"Nice! Cheap date!" He laughed, reaching back to pat my hand as I playfully shoved at his head and slipped off his waist. Feeling the towel move with me as I got to the bed. My back to him.

"Yeah, because girls just loooooove hearing that, dork!" I say, rolling my eyes as I got up and headed out of the room. Unaware that his towel had opened from me getting off him. I stopped by the bathroom to clean my hands and dry them before going to my room. I swung my door closed behind me, though it didn't close all the way, as I set about getting dressed. After I slipped on my favorite black ankle boots, I headed downstairs to meet up him. Phone in hand as my free hand teased through my hair. Pulling it over my shoulder. "You ready?"
 
As I passed Liz's room I glanced into Liz's room as I passed then stopped dead in my tracks. She was just pulling on her leather skirt. Her tee shirt already stripped off and I was offered a view of those gorgeous tits as she pulled it up. I bit my lip a little as my eyes fixed on those perfect nipples. Ummm I thought to myself as I get moving before she found me perving at her door.

Down in the living room I waited until she came down then we headed out. It was a short walk and a nice night so we decided to walk over. We chatted about this and that until we arrived at the bar and found a quiet booth in the back out of the bar traffic. The waiter/bartender came over and we ordered a pitcher of beer and a pizza then continued chatting.

"I should probably know this but are you still seeing what's his name?" I asked honestly trying to catch up on what's going on with her.
 
"No." I huffed, leaning back into the booth. Folding my arms over my chest as I made a face. Michael had my latest boyfriend. Well...Ex boyfriend after I found him sleeping with some sorority girl from Delta Zeta. And if gossip was right, she left him too. Apparently, Michael hadn't just been cheating on me with her, but he'd been cheating on her with her 'sisters' as well. I honestly shoulda known! All those late nights 'studying' or 'working' or whatever else he told me when he wasn't with me! God I was such an idiot!
 
A few hours and pitchers later my resolution to pump the breaks on the drinking lay shattered on the bar floor. I wasn't nearly as bad as the night before but I was feeling no pain and, by the looks of it, Liz wasn't either. Some of my friends had stopped by and I exchanged some pleasantries with them but eventually waved them off as they left to hit another bar.

I paid the tab and we started on the short walk home. As we walked I slung my arm around her shoulder. We hadn't hung out like this in maybe..... well maybe never which is why I'd felt as close to her as I ever have.

Making it through the front door I pulled a couple more beers from the fridge and we sat down on the soft and found an old movie on. Neither of us really wanted to go to bed just yet. She finished her beer first and put it aside and I finished mine shortly after. She curled up on the sofa laying her head in my lap as my eyes started to get heavy and I nodded off.
 
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Needless to say, by the time we were leaving the place and heading home...I was tipsy. At best. And a little giggly as I stumbled but leaned into him. His arm draped over my shoulder. I hadn't minded his friends stopping the table, though at first I had been annoyed and had thought, So much for just us before he was waving them off...and staying with me. I had perked up after that. When we got home, I had his help getting my shoes off. Almost falling off with a squeal and a laugh as he caught me and got me to the couch. We had a few more drinks and zoned out some movie he put on when the drinks really hit and I began getting tired.

Curling up on the couch, I laid my head in his lap with a yawn and a bit of sigh as I stretched out. "'m glad we did this today..." I murmured. My words slurring as I nuzzled my head into his lap...and thus against his cock (not that my drunk, tired brain was realizing that). "We need more of this...more just...just us." I say, turning over to then nuzzle my nose into his abs as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "'m gonna hog you now..."
 
My hand subconsciously stroking her hair as I sit on the sofa falling in and out of sleep while my other hand moved to her shoulder then down her side to the hem of her skirt seeking contact with bare skin. Her skirt raising as I moved my hand back toward me until it came to rest on her perfectly sculpted ass. The course feeling of the lace under my fingers causing me to stroke my fingers across it.
 
I gave a sleepy moan at his caressing touches against my body. My hips wiggling a bit as he slipped his hand under my skirt, making it push up my waist, for my lacey panties. "Mmnh...You're so perverted..." I murmured, but didn't move away from him. Instead, I pressed my ass back against his hands. Groaning.
 
Her words didn’t really register with me but her pressing back into my hand seemed to as my fingers slipped between her thighs stroking her pussy through her panties. I was vaguely aware that I shouldn’t be doing this but also unable stop myself.
 
I moaned and began to rock my hips, rocking my pussy against his fingers. This was so wrong but fuuuuck did it feel so good. And I was too fucking drunk to think about stopping him. I was already growing wet under those teasing fingers.
 
Her moans encouraged my beer soaked mind and i pressed her panties aside and began rubbing my fingers along her wet pussy. My cock straining against my jeans under the weight of her head pressed against it. “I’ve got to stop” I thought but it didn’t happen
 
I gasped and bucked my hips a bit as he rubbed my pussy, my panties pushed off to the side. I vaguely registered his cock hardening and straining against his jeans beneath my head. I pressed into it and nuzzled against him with a needy whine that surprised me. I lifted my head and moved my hand to press against the straining cock through his jeans before looking to the button and zipper of his jeans. It was right there! All I had to do was reach out and undo them. But did he even want me to? Did he need the contact as badly as I did? My fingers toyed there, playfully and needily tugging at the waistline of his jeans.
 
As she tugged at my jeans I reached down and released the button. My drunken lust pushing all reason aside I wanted her! My fingers pressed inside her producing a moan from her as she rubbed my cock through my jeans.
 
Whatever small, vague conception of control I had left went out the window the moment those jeans were undone. With a loud moan as his fingers pressed into me, I licked my lips and pulled down his zipper. My hand eagerly slipping inside to stroke his cock while my other hand pulled his jeans down enough to free it. I groaned at the sight of it and slightly adjusted myself to begin licking him. My tongue running up and down his cock, circling and flicking at the head. My hips grinding into his fingers.
 
My hand gripped her hair. God I wanted to feel her lips on my cock. As she ran tongue across it I kicked my shoes off then shoved my jeans down further before fumbling at the buttons of my shirt releasing them one by one. I groaned slightly as my hips lifted slightly urging her to take me into her mouth. Pulling my fingers from inside her I reached for the waistline of her skirt catching her panties with it then pressed them down past her hips as she lifted them slightly to allow it to pass before pushing them off the rest of the way herself. Legs free she spread them slightly as I pressed them back in.
 
I whined as he gripped onto my hair. Gathering it up out of my face for him to pull on while he eagerly stripped off his jeans then yanked down my skirt my panties. I knew the clothes fell to floor but I couldn't care about that. All I could focus on was opening my legs wide for him as his fingers shoved back into my wet, needy pussy. I moaned out his name then took his cock into my mouth. My cheeks hollowing as I shoved him down my throat and began sucking on him. My head bobbing up and down him. Guided by his pulls on my hair as I rocked and grinded into his fingers. Fuck he felt so good!
 
I exhaled loudly as she took my cock deep into her throat. God she was good. My head feel back onto the back of the sofa as my fingers ran through her hair. My thumb circling her clit as she moans around my cock. I needed her. Needed to be inside her. She groaned a little as I withdrew my fingers from her then I grabbed her thigh and pulled it toward me urging her to straddle me. I need to be deep inside her now.
 
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