The Apartment...A place for Lovers.

[Messalina]

Kiss him and squeeze him tight, And find out what you wanna know...

Jehanox grabs my arm and swings me around, my hand on his shoulder as if we were part of a choreographed dance. Perhaps we are. Perhaps...

Or is it in his face
Oh no, it's just his charm
In his one embrace
Oh no, that's just his arm
If you wanna know if he loves you so
It's in his kiss that's where it is
Oh oh, it's in his kiss that's where it is

He kisses me hungrily then stands back and gazes longingly into my eyes before kissing me again. A kiss that lasts an eternity.

Our lips brush against each other's like a velvet caress. Our tongues exploring, tasting. We begin the timeless dance of passion as I melt into his arms, knowing that this is where I truly belong.

 

[Yoc]

And I was worried what to talk about...

But I needn't have done. My mouth is too full of hers to worry about conversation as we kiss in the hallway.

A few times, I draw back but one look at her lovely face causes my whole body at ache with desire and I find myself hungrily kissing her again. Our tongues dueling as we run our hands all over each other.

If you ignore the small grandmother clock, there isn't a sound in the entire apartment apart from the sounds of wet kissing, deep moaning and the rustle of bodies in clothing.

Again, I try to pull away so that we can adjourn to the living room but she just drags my face to her hungry mouth.

In the end, I give up. My mind on other things as my hands slowly slide up the front of her body...

 

[Messalina]

As his hands travel up my body...

shivers run down my spine. I close my eyes and lean my head back as he nuzzles at my neck, tickling. Tickling my chin, my mouth, my nose, my eyes... I open them slowly, trying to see him through the bouquet of daisies.

"Jx... Sweetie... Maybe we should put these in some water?" I ask as I part the flowers with my hands and kiss him softly once again.

"Artificial," he mumbles.

"Excuse me?"

"They're artificial," he repeats, sheepishly. "They came from a vase I tipped over when I came in."

"You stole them???" I ask incredulously as I return to the living room.

 

[Yoc]

Oh! Oh!

I can feel the temperature change as I watch her go back into the living room. I go after her.

"Messa! I didn't steal them. The vase fell over and you when thought I had brought them I...." My words trial off as my eyes takes in the sight of her starting to strip...

 

[Yoc]

Thank God! The ambulance is finally here...

The two medics quickly places me on the stretcher and carry me out to the ambulance.

"What happened?" One of them asks Messa as she gets in with us.

"I don't know. We were making love for the 10th time tonight when..."

"Tenth time?" asks one of the medics incrediously.

"Yes, 10th time." She continues. "Anyway, for some reason he croaked 'he had enough' and collapsed on me. I never had that happen before."

"Never?" asks the same medic incrediously.

"Never." She continues.

"But don't worry, honey." She says to me. "I will stay with you and when you are allowed out of the hospital, you can stay with me while you get better."

Both medics and I groan.

OOC: Thanks, Ari. The Apartment is now free!

 

[ariosto]

((((((((((((bump)))))))))))))))))
This is the place Tiger Lily

 

[chanaud]

To: Ariosto@RicksRooftop.com
From: Chanaud@literotica.com

Subject: Running Away

Dear Brother,

Work has been a nightmare, and my boss is Freddy Kruegar. Things wouldn’t be so bad if he actually looks like him, instead of Mr. Burns in the Simpson. IF you don’t believe me, see attachment. Anyway, he’s chained me to my chair and is demanding unscrupulous amounts of work from me, leaving me only short intervals for bread and water. I am dying here, and is in dire need to escape!

So, I was thinking…

You still have that lovely flat, don’t you? Don’t bother responding. I already called the super, and she will have it ready for me this weekend. I told her of my story, and she feels my pain. She also thinks that sausage basket you sent her last Christmas was miserly of you, after all she has to clean up after your ermm visits with "tarts". I concur, but ThAT is a subject I am not getting involved in. I did, however, send her a beautiful Waterford Vase via FedEx Priority. Charged to your bill, of course.

Anyway…. I just wanted to let you know, I will be unavailable with no means of communication whatsoever this weekend.

Thanks, babe!

Love,

Your baby sis!

Attachment:

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[ariosto]

From: Ariosto@RicksRooftop.com
To: Chanaud@literotica.com



What a surprise hearing from you after all these years dear sister! Of course you can use the apartment although I'll need to drop in myself after work to remove some ahhhh...personal items that might prove embarassing. *winkwink*
The 'Super' btw is a hideous crone with a sweet tooth for tightly stuffed sausages if you get my drift. She should be grateful.

Hoping this gets to you before you depart and wishing you a safe flight.

Yours as always, Ari

 

[chanaud]

The Apartment was surprisingly tasteful, despite the stories I’ve heard of my brother’s lavish lifestyle. Every nook and cranny was a piece of Ari, it was also a reminder why I adore and idolize him so much. There was a nude oil painting above the tan leather couch, and judging from her round lust filled eyes, she had to be one of Ari’s previous conquests. In a desk drawer were some writings, short chapters of what I imagine to be his memoirs. It smelled like him. A clean scent of soap and a hint of the forest. My heart pulled at the picture displayed so openly above the mantle, of he and I, hugging during a ski trip. We were happy then, I remembered. So carefree, so loving, and so long ago.

My eyes welled of tears. I had to take a deep breath, and turn quickly to prevent them from leaking.

A handcrafted wooden case caught my eyes. The curiosity in me, that killed many cats during the short course of my life walked over to the wood case and opened it. Inside were a stack of DVD’s. Thumbing through the jackets, I smirked at the titles. Big and blonde and dumb seems to be my brother’s preference. And, ahh.. he prefers the backdoor view. Maybe, maybe, I might just take a peek later, I told myself. Maybe.

A good half hour later, a fire was roaring and I was kicking back in an oversized chaise lounge, wearing just a red flannel robe and a trashy novel…

 

[ariosto]

Cursing the crosstown traffic that had delayed him so long, Ari wheeled the black Jaguar into his parking space and checked himself in the mirror, rubbing a bit of cerulean paint from his nose. His fortunes had definately taken a turn for the better since he'd leased the Rooftop Lounge to HT in order to concentrate again on his art. A brand new Jag was the least of it.
He popped open the black satin case beside him and held up the delicate gold linked waist chain he'd had planned to send his baby sis on her birthday next month but now he could slip it on her himself...he sighed.
The very thought of that smooth, taught honeytoned skin made his loins ache and fired his imagination.
Incest was taboo of course, they'd both known that since the beginning but it hadn't kept them from fucking each other every chance they got. If anything it added a certain spice to the heated proceedings. A spice he'd never found with anyone else.

With an eagerness he couldn't contain Ariosto bounded from the car like a young buck in rut and headed for the elevator that would take hinm to the 19th floor and his adorable little sister Chanaud.

 

[chanaud]

Something was tickling my feet. I tried to push it away, but it continued to pester my feet…ankles. A cold object weighted my left ankle, waking me from my dreamless sleep.

“Ari!” I shrieked with surprise.

Before I got a chance to utter another sound, his lips were crushing mine.

Moaning, I wrapped my sinewy arms around his neck and pulled him down. My tongue slipped past his parted lips. We kissed, passionately and fully. My body rose, responding to him. Because he was my brother, I had tried to harbor my lust for him by distancing myself from him. Because when he’s near, I couldn’t resist him. Like now…

His large hand slipped in the opening of my robe. His mouth twisted off mine, making me moan regretfully and fell upon my awaiting neck.

“Oh sisss..” He cried out, his voice feverish with passion against my soft skin.

My hands clasped his dark mane, pulling him to me. “Ari! It’s been too long. I want you, I want you now!” I yelled out, as my body arched up against him.

I started pulling his silk shirt, desperate for his bare skin. Scant moments later, his shirt and his leather belt was flying across the room.

 

[ariosto]

It had been a long time and he was taken aback by her eagerness but truth to say he'd never had the intense pleasure with another woman than he had with his kid sister and his own libido was bubbling up like fine champagne to match hers.
Oh yeah.

"How have you been 'Forbidden Fruit'?"
Ari asked, nuzzled against the warm skin of her neck, his hands moving over her lithe warm body like soft summer clouds. Chanaud moaned in response, "Just fine dear brother, just fine."

She was tan again, a rich golden color that glowed invitingly in the mellow light of the bedlamp.
"Been sailing?" he asked, his fingers dancing, tracing arabesques around her navel, his lips brushing her throat.

Of course she had. Chanaud lived for it and always had since their father had taken them out on the Gulf that summer ten years ago.
He kissed the smooth honey skin and licked his tongue into the soft hollow at the base of her throat. He could almost taste the sea.

He sat up, one hand still resting on her belly, the other holding hers.
"Shall we talk now my sweet or shall we seize the moment and fuck like animals?"
Ari smiled slowly and slipped her fingers around his cock.

She squeezed. It felt soooo good... thick, hard and supple, pulsing with heat, jerking eagerly in her hands.
"I think I know what you want to do first."
Her fingers ran the length of his rigid erection teasing, measuring.
A warm sweet ache was spreading upwards.
He licked his lips in anticipation and bent low over the upthrust rosebuds on her saucy breasts.
"Indeed you do little sister, indeed you do..."