Chapter 3 Remote Control: A Tantalizing Discovery(3)

• Despite knowing that I absolutely should not be looking at any of this, I couldn't tear my eyes away, especially as her fingers slowly drifted upwards to gently pinch her nipples. My cock, which had already been stiffening, reached the point where I was forced to reach down and reposition in it my boxers so that it wasn't so painful. The fact that there was a small bead of pre-cum that ended up smearing across my palm did not make me proud. This was so wrong.
• But it was also seriously, fucking hot. Hot enough that I couldn't stop myself from seeing what Elayne might do next.
• Reaching down, her hand slipped between her legs, hidden by the marble countertop. I'd certainly never in my life expected to watch my sister finger herself, but a moment later her hand came back into view--a small, pink object dangling from her fingers. The vibrator. Now that it was outside her pussy, I could ever so faintly hear it buzzing away. To my shock, the situation only got more insane as she raised it to her lips and sucked it into her mouth, a small moan escaping her lips. I slapped my hand to my mouth as my cock throbbed at the undeniably sexual sound, not to mention the spectacle I was witnessing.
• My twin sister was sucking her own pussy juices off the vibrator that had been buzzing away inside her while we'd been eating dinner as a family. And I still had the remote control.
• I staggered backward, away from the door, my mind reeling. Before today, I'd never once looked at my sister in a sexual way. I mean, sure, as we were growing up I'd noticed her boobs getting larger and had always thought she looked pretty, but not like that. Not sexually. She was my sister for crying out loud. I fell into my bed on my back, the back of my arm resting over my eyes as if it could block out the sight that was now permanently seared into my brain.
• "Shit," I heard her faintly mutter before a moment later the small crack of light coming from the bathroom vanished as she quietly closed the door, sending my room into pitch blackness. I lay there in my bed--my heart beating like it was trying to break out of my chest--completely and utterly confused. Why the fuck was my cock harder than it had ever been before and when had my sister become so fucking sexy?
• As those thoughts spun around my head, I slowly drifted off to sleep, making sure to hit the power button on the remote that was still clutched in my hand. After all, there was always a chance I might be able to mess around with it more tomorrow.
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• Actually falling asleep had been extremely difficult. I'd been unable to stop thinking about Elayne or the shocking scene I'd witnessed in the bathroom which had kept my cock at full mast. The easy solution would have been to just jerk one out, and I desperately wanted to, but with my sister's face floating in my mind I couldn't go through with it. Eventually, unconsciousness had thankfully swept me into a sea of darkness.
• Elayne was lying on the dining room table, completely naked with her legs spread in a wide V. With one arm holding her propped up, the other reached down to spread the lips of her pussy wide open, giving me a clear view of her pink insides. "Hey bro, how about you have my pussy for dinner tonight?"
• I woke up with a jolt, nearly smashing my head into the cabinets over my bed. Fuck! Why did that dream have to have been so damn hot when it should have repulsed me. Elayne was my sister, there was no way I was ever going to go down on her.
• Things only got worse when I glanced at my clock and realized I was way behind schedule. Leaping out of bed, I rushed over to the bathroom. The light system didn't work as well in the morning with the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. Usually, it wasn't as much of an issue since we'd adjusted our schedules around each other and Elayne went first. Even so, I made sure to knock before I opened the door.
• Of course, the first thing that I saw as I looked in the mirror wasn't my bed-disheveled hair, but rather Elayne pinching her nipples. I blinked and the image was gone. Fuck, I really needed to get over this. Stripping out of the shirt and boxers I'd fallen asleep in, I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. I sighed as the hot water hit me. Even though we shared a bathroom, we both liked the exact same temperature of water, so I never had to worry about adjusting it each time to find the perfect spot. It was probably the only "twin" thing about us since we'd never been able to finish the other's thoughts or anything like that.
• I hurried to soap myself down, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't spend a bit of extra time with my cock. Elayne and her fantastic tits were still living rent-free in my head, though, so I held myself back from going as far as I would have liked. A part of me was afraid I'd never be able to get off again without thinking about her, but I buried it. This was a short, stupid phase that in a week I'd look back on in embarrassment and then hardly think about again. Right?
• Finishing up in the shower, I quickly dried off, grabbed my old clothes, and went back to my room. I threw yesterday's clothes in the basket at the base of my bed before pulling on a fresh pair of boxers, jeans, and a T-shirt. A hoodie went on over the shirt since it was December, but regardless of the temperature I always wore T-shirts year-round. I was just about to leave the room when I stopped. Turning to my bed, I saw the remote lying on my bedside table, next to my clock. There was no reason to grab it, but that didn't stop me from tucking it in my pocket before heading downstairs.
• None of it made any sense. Elayne knew I had the remote now, and while I still had no idea what had driven her to use it at dinner last night, it wasn't like she was just going to slip it back inside herself and wear it all day long. Especially since, even though the semester was officially over, we still had the final day of classes wrapping up whatever loose odds and ends. Just thinking about her doing exactly that caused my dick to stiffen in my pants, forcing me to readjust myself before I stepped into the dining room where the rest of my family was wrapping up breakfast.
• "Morning, sleepy head," my mom said, greeting me with a smile. "Sweet dreams?"
• I can't imagine she could ever imagine that the image that flashed through my head at that moment was Elayne spreading her pussy for me, but that's exactly how fucked up I was. Feeling my face heating up I quickly took my seat, making sure not to look over at my sister. "Yeah, it was fine. Sorry I'm late." Shoving a waffle into my mouth saved me from having to say anything else.
• Well, I'll go get the car heated," my dad said, finishing the last of his coffee as he rose to his feet.
• The college Elayne and I went to was on the way to his work, so we'd ended up driving together each morning. Both of us had our driver's licenses, and our parents had given us their old car so we could get around on our own if need be, but carpooling just made more sense usually.
• "Honey, are you sure you're okay?" my mom asked.
• At first, I thought she was still talking to me, but then I realized she was looking over at Elayne.
• "I told you, I'm fine," she grumbled, sounding more tired than I thought was usual. "As I said, I just didn't get a whole lot of sleep, unlike this jerk." She finished by elbowing me, although it wasn't very hard.
• If only she knew how I'd slept. Message received, though, her out-of-place hostility very much let me know that she knew I'd messed with her remote. Which of course made me think of it, and the fact I could feel it tucked up against my leg. Out of pure curiosity--and certainly no other reason--I dropped one of my hands under the table and pressed the power button to the remote through my pants.
• I truly, honestly did not expect anything to happen. So when Elayne stiffened up in her chair next to me and exhaled loudly, I was absolutely flabbergasted. Was she fucking serious right now? She'd put the vibrator back inside herself? Why?
• "Erik, your mouth is hanging open, that's rude," my mom said sternly, pulling me out of my thoughts that were now in a violent tailspin.
• "Sorry," I stammered. "Just... just a little out of it, today."
• "I don't know what's going on with the two of you this morning, but just because today is mostly a formality, I don't want you slacking off, okay? Tomorrow you are more than welcome to fully enter vacation mode."