April shivered, and opened her eyes, and smiled at the look of rapture on her brother’s face. “Now that I am sufficiently turned on, I reverse it. I start to think of that penis becoming a tree, and then being cut down, and then shaved down into tiny little toothpicks.
I focus on that, until I am under control again.” Adam was disappointed to see her hands stop moving across her body, and settle in her lap. Then the realization that it had been his sister that was so seducing him, made him cringe inside. Am I so perverted that I would lust after my own sister? That’s just plain wrong!
“Now you try it.” April’s voice pulled Adam from his dark thoughts, and his face burned red, understanding what she wanted from him.
“I’ll try it later,” he told her.
“No, I can tell you’re already turned on. Just close your eyes, and do like I did.” Adam’s face turned even darker red at his older sister’s words.
Adam closed his eyes, just to humor her, but the image of her hands roaming her body jumped into his head. His mind’s eye watched as she drug her fingers up her leg, across her belly, under her breasts, and back again. Then she began to pull up her shirt– Adam’s eyes flew open to stop that image from going further.
“You can stop touching yourself,” she told him, and to his horror, he realized his hand was against his crotch, rubbing up and down. “Okay, so what did you think of?”
“B-breasts,” Adam stammered, thinking fast. No way was he going to admit to what he’d thought.
“Good. Now take it and turn it around. Maybe imagine those breasts becoming melons, and then smashing those melons with a hammer, or something else. Just change the image into one that is NOT a turn on.”
Adam shook his head, but did as he was told. Closing his eyes, the image of April reformed, touching herself, and he tried to change it to one of his advanced chemistry teacher, Mr. Jenkins. Her image fuzzed, then came back again as April. He tried harder, but this time when she returned, she was naked, with only her hands covering her private parts. Again, his eyes opened in a rush, and he pulled his hand away from his crotch.
“Hmm, still no good, huh?” April asked, and Adam noticed a slight flush to her skin.
“How do I know this really works for you?” Adam accused. He was frustrated and upset, but above all else, he was horny as hell, and couldn’t relieve himself. “How do I know you are not just playing some trick on me?”
He could see that he had hurt his sister, but damnit, he could apologize later. If he could get her out of his room long enough to rub one out, he would find some way to make it up to her.
“Do you think I am enjoying this? Talking about masturbating with my little brother?” April shot back at him in anger. “What kind of a pervert do you take me for?”
“No! Its not– I,” Adam tried to protest that he didn’t think she was a pervert, but his tongue was tied and he couldn’t think properly.
“Fine! You want proof?” Before Adam knew what she was doing, April stood up and pulled her pants down, revealing her well trimmed pussy. Adam just gaped, as he looked at her. He had never seen one up close, though he had seen many in his porn videos. He could just make out her inner lips, barely peeking out from her outer ones. A thin light strip of blonde hair topped it off, and Adam could smell her arousal only a few feet away. “You had better never tell mom about this, Tube-y.”
Adam’s eyes flew back up to his sister’s face. Once again he was reminded that this was his sister, not some girl, he was sitting with. His cock ached in his pants, demanding release, and he had to dig his fingers into his arms to stop from touching himself.
April sat back down, and removed her shirt and bra, leaving her only in her pink socks. Her nipples stood proudly on her large chest, pink and hard. This was the first time he had ever seen breasts in person. He had seen many in his porn videos, but real-life was infinitely better. Adam’s mouth began to water, and he had to swallow to keep from drooling. What was wrong with him?
“What do you know about a woman’s arousal?” She asked him.
Adam had to swallow twice before he could speak. “Only that she gets wet… Down there,” he finished, pointing.
“Well, there is a little more to it than that. A woman’s nipples will also get hard, and her lower lips–” Adam gasped as his sister reached down and spread her outer labia, giving him a great view of her pussy, “–will sometimes swell, and become more sensitive. Her clit–Oh! — will also become more sensitive.” The “oh!” happened just as she pointed it out, touching it lightly.
As Adam watched, he saw a small amount of fluid start to leak out of her. He had no doubt that she was turned on. He had to hold himself in check, stopping his body’s demands that he jump on this naked woman before him. She was his SISTER, damnit, not some woman. He WOULD treat her like a sibling.
“As you have noticed, I am turned on.” Adam looked back up at her, and saw that her left hand was cupping her breast, and lightly rubbing her nipple. Her right hand still had her lips spread, but was starting to rub up and down. “Now I will concentrate on turning myself off.”
He watched as her hands slowed on her nude body. Her right hand left her crotch, but it took a few more moments before her other hand pulled away from her tit. For a second, Adam thought her one hand was going to go back to her cunt, and he was sure he heard a groan as she forced it away. After about a minute, both her hands were locked at her sides. He could still see fluid leaking from her, but he had to admit that her nipples had gone down, and he could no longer see her inner labia.
“See. Now you try again, and this time concentrate.” She drew out the last word, trying to make her point.
Adam knew he was doomed before he began. Closing his eyes, the picture of April naked, sitting before him, her pinks sock pulled up to her calves, one breast in her hand, and her other hand busy with her crotch, blossomed in his mind. “Mr. Jenkins, Mr. Jenkins,” he heard himself murmur as he tried to concentrate on changing the image. He knew he was rubbing his crotch, and he didn’t care. It felt too good to stop. The image of his sister started to slip one finger inside–”
“Stop!” April shouted, and grabbed his arm, pulling it away from his crotch. Her touch on his arm was like fire, burning his soul, but it was too late, as Adam’s body jerked and he finally came in his pants.