*Hey All, this is my first post on here, and I wanted to try my hand at erotic literature. It’s a bit slow, but I have ideas to expand if there’s interest. Please share whatever feedback you have, because it’s always appreciated! It’s a bit longer than what I imagine a lot of posts are, but I hope you give it a shot! I also leaned a bit more vanilla here, but it was still a fun write.*
*Happy reading!*
Alex didn’t particularly enjoy being asked to go on a pity vacation by his older sister, Sarah. It wasn’t exactly a conversation he was very invested in, but he nonetheless said yes.
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“Didn’t your girlfriend just break up with you?” Sarah had asked, her raven hair resting to one side of her head.
“Well– yeah,” Alex responded, “But I’m not particularly interested in going to the beach while you and your girlfriend hang all over each other the entire time.”
“No, that’s bull,” Sarah responded, “You’re coming, and you’re going to find someone– some*thing* to rebound with. I can’t stand you moping around the house all summer. You’re twenty-one for God’s sake, grow a pair and enjoy the summer.”
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And, that has now found Alex awkwardly sitting in front of his house, while Sarah screamed at her girlfriend, Roxanne, past the walls behind him. Only vague phrases found him; phrases like *entitled whore, compulsive liar,* and *spawn of Satan.* Alex shifted on the step that had started to make his butt go numb. Sarah had made sure he packed the car well and tight before they left, and he was more than happy to oblige given Sarah’s bad mood the prior week. Alex was wearing a loose fitting Hawaiian shirt covered in octopi, with a white v-neck underneath. He had a matching pair of khaki shorts that would make even a dad blush at their brash plainess.
In a quick, but deliberate motion, Alex heard the screen door behind him get pushed open, it just barely missing his back as he shifted back to look. Sarah’s pale legs barely made an appearance before she passed him and made her way to the car. “We’re leaving in five minutes!!” She shouted, going to the car. Alex looked back to the car, and watched Sarah start shifting luggage from the back right-side to the passenger seat of the car. Alex then looked back inside, where he saw Roxanne standing with a furrowed brow and crossed arms.
Alex would be lying if he said Roxanne wasn’t attractive. She wasn’t bombshell hot, but she had an ethereal kind of beauty he couldn’t quite place. Roxanne had deep auburn hair with blonde roots at the top just peeking through. It went down to just past her shoulder in waves. She was currently wearing a short pair of black jeans with the bottoms frayed out, and pockets peeking beneath. It hugged her pleasantly plump curves to either side. She was showing off her rounded stomach by wearing a button up shirt that she had tied just below her bra line. It had a sunflower pattern that matched the yellow bikini top she wore underneath. Alex stood up, and watched as the screen door shut between them. “Everything alright?” He asks, putting his hands in his pockets.
Roxanne just looked at him, with an expression that bordered on dumb-founded. “Yes, Alex,” she smartly responds, “My girlfriend screaming at me has *really* made my day.”
“You know what I mean,” Alex says. He watches her tight forehead loosen. Her green-blue eyes soften. She lets her shoulders fall and drops her arms.
“No, but it will be,” Roxanne says, looking past Alex to Sarah who lets out a loud fuck as she drops a suitcase while shifting the items. “Sar’s just been in a bad mood since she didn’t get accepted to the grad school she wanted.”
Alex let out a hum of acknowledgement. “She’s been berating me for a week because she has to wait to get into grad school?”
“It’s not that simple. It’s the one she’d been dreaming about for years,” Roxanne defends, “And you should be more supportive. She doesn’t see you as just an annoying younger brother, you’re her friend, too. She invited you because she loves you.” Roxanne made her way out of the house at this point, stepping in front of Alex. She looked short compared to Alex’s six foot height, standing at 5’6”. Roxanne places a hand on Alex’s tricep, squeezing ever so slightly. “Don’t be a douche, douche.” And with her hand slowly gliding off his arm, she begins to pass. Roxanne’s hand doesn’t leave until it is forced to, she makes a show of gliding her nails lightly across the exposed part of his arm. And when Alex looks back to see her, he catches a small smirk as she turns her head towards the car, her curvacious hips swaying ever so slightly as she walks.
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Alex was stuck in the right side back seat, and Sarah was driving in the front left ahead. Roxanne had been downgraded from passenger side, to just behind Sarah. The last thing Sarah wanted was to see Roxanne right now, at least, that’s what Alex thought when he saw Roxanne slide in before him. Sarah had her ear buds in, but he could still hear the blaring loud metal music from them in the backseat. Alex had rarely seen Sarah this upset, especially when Roxanne was around. Roxanne had her own headphones in, but had the right one hanging out as she glanced out the window. Alex could cut the tension in the car with a knife. He suddenly became painfully aware of himself in the womanly feud. He noticed his wavy, fringed black hair, his slight beard, and the slight strain of fabric against his more broad features. He shifted once more, and looked over to Roxanne who seemed to be looking him up and down.
Alex saw it again, that smirk. His eyes followed Roxanne. She shifted towards him, and the car suddenly felt unbearably hot. Roxanne let out a breath, and reached for the knot underneath her chest. She fiddled with it slightly, and pulled it apart. Sweat covered her cleavage, and shined ever so slightly from the cloudless sunlight. Alex swallowed hard as Roxanne looked away. She reached up and adjusted her bikini top, letting her plump chest squeeze ever so slightly from the top of her speckled yellow top. Alex couldn’t seem to look away, Roxanne’s chest pushed outward, her legs spreading as she moved one up to the seat. There was only a moment before Roxanne’s hand began to pull at and adjust the denim between her legs, daring to unzip the already unbuttoned shorts. A ball formed in Alex’s throat. Roxanne’s hand seemed to glide over where her sex would be. He could see the button of her denim shorts was undone, and a yellow bottom could be seen underneath. Roxanne’s hand slid her so slightly down the front side of her shorts.
“–e should go to the shops first,” Sarah says, pulling her own right ear bud out. “Alex?”
“Uh, yeah,” he says, snapping his gaze away from Roxanne and to the mirror. “I’m sorry, what?”
Sarah looked back in the rearview at her brother and gave him a teasing glare. “I said, let’s go to the strip mall first.” Alex could just barely see Roxanne’s chest moving ever so slightly faster. He could hear her panting a bit, but didn’t dare look away from his sister’s mirrored eyes.
“Let’s get settled first, but that sounds good,” Alex says. Her eyes smiled, and he looked to see a small cracked smile on her face.
“It’s a deal,” she says, placing the metal blasting bud back into her ear. Alex found his eyes quickly back to Roxanne, who was tying the underside of her sunflower button-up once more. She was facing straight again and was looking out the window as if nothing had happened. The rest of the ride, Alex tried to stop thinking about Roxanne’s cleavage in the sun, or hand down her pants. He was able to hide the growing heat hugging against his thigh, but the hot car didn’t help it from sticking against his leg. That discomfort was able to keep him from totally losing himself in his mind.
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Sarah hadn’t acknowledged Roxanne’s existence since the argument at the house. The first thing she did when they got to the resort was go inside for luggage carts. Roxanne and Alex were left waiting by the car, people all around them going in and out. It was the first days of summer proper, and the popularity of the place showed it. “Since we have two rooms, I’ll let you sleep with Sar. The last thing she wants is to be around me right now,” Roxanne says.
“It’s just grad school, I’m sure she’ll cool off by the end of the day,” Alex responds, looking over to the girl. She was buttoning up her denim shorts. Alex thought he must have been overanalyzing things in the car, and something must have been pinching on her bikini. Alex was satisfied by this conclusion, so he could avoid thinking of the alternative.
Roxanne let the comment hang. “We’ll see,” she says, looking towards the front where Sarah was bringing over a hefty looking cart for luggage.
The move-in was relatively painless. The three had two rooms, where they were connected by two doors in-between them. Alex was made to do all of the heavy lifting, and Roxanne was right that Sarah didn’t want to share a room with her. Alex never knew Sarah to be one to overreact, and it was odd that she so seriously wanted to avoid Roxanne. Roxanne was taking longer to move in, mostly because she got lost trying to find the ice machine on their floor. Sarah relented on letting Alex help Roxanne move the last of her stuff in.
Alex was bringing up the last cart of Roxanne’s luggage when he opened the door to her room. Inside, he saw Roxanne’s black denim shorts laid out on the bed along with her sunflower button-up. His eyes moved upwards and saw she was standing out on the balcony that came with each room. His eyes immediately found her ample ass, as it swallowed the entire back of her matching yellow bikini bottom. It looked like she wasn’t wearing anything at all. He noticed how toned her legs were from behind, and the way it rounded her ass perfectly. When Alex was done staring, he saw she was looking back at him with a familiar smirk.
Alex blushed and pushed the cart all the way inside. “Come over here, Alex,” Roxanne says, motioning for him to join her on the balcony.
Alex finds himself walking through the open sliding glass door to Roxanne. “What’s up?” he says, trying his best not to stare at his sister’s girlfriend.
“I see how you’ve been looking at me,” Roxanne says, turning and looking at Alex. Alex is at a loss for words, but that only encourages Roxanne further. She reaches out and places a hand on his stomach. She moves it downwards and lets her other hand help unbutton his cargo shorts. Alex should push her hand away and tell her no. Alex should step back inside and pretend none of this was happening, but he doesn’t. Alex had been caught in Roxanne’s web. A web of desire that didn’t exist before today. A web of post-breakup needs that his right hand could never satisfy, and required a woman’s touch.
“Roxanne–” Alex begins, mock protest trying to form in his throat, but she stops him. Not by shushing, or scolding him, but rather pushing her hand further down. Wordlessly, Roxanne feels the sex between Alex’s legs. Her hand was already in his underwear, caressing the semi-hard shaft of manhood. Even not fully erect, she could tell his cock was a thick six inches at least. Roxanne pulled the plain shorts down and squatted on her toes.
Roxanne began by kissing up and down the shaft of his dick. Every inch was caressed by the soft touch of her lips, and he could feel her tongue glide up the bottom of his shaft when she lifted his hardening dick. Alex had a patch of hair just above his shaft, and his sack was heavy with desire. Roxanne pressed forward and took his nuts into her mouth. She sucked loudly at them, coating them in her saliva. Shocks of electric desire spasmed through Alex as she began to jerk off his stiffened cock. At this point, Alex was fully erect and all he could think about was Roxanne’s lips on his cock.
She had a practiced touch, one that focused on stimulating his cock head. Alex’s precum was used to lubricate her hand as she slobbered against his shaft. Finally, Roxanne popped off his balls with a satisfying suck. She kissed up his shaft once more, swirling her tongue around his cock head when she reached it. She let out an approving moan as she tasted his salty precum. And with a graceful movement, she took him into his mouth. One hand was used to jerk Alex off with glee, while the other snuck lower. She kissed his cock head several times, licking at the precum still leaking into her mouth. With a purr of pleasure, she popped off and slapped his wet cock against her face a few times. “Damn have I wanted to do this,” she growled, taking him into her mouth fiercely once more.
Roxanne pushed aside her bikini, bunching it up as she began to rub up and down her slick sex. Roxanne’s fingers circled her clit at the same pace she bobbed on Alex’s cock. Roxanne had the inklings of blonde around her pussy lips. They glistened with desire as she mouth fucked Alex’s thick meat. Roxanne imagined what it would feel like to have it buried inside her cunt, but was satisfied with tasting him for now. Slurping sounds only perceivable to the two followed, a trained blowjob that was just as clean as it needed to be as to not draw attention from any other balconies. With every bob of Roxanne’s head, she pushed him further down her throat, and increased the speed at which she circled her clit. Roxanne’s wet cunt matched pace with her sucking, as she moaned onto Alex’s cock.
Alex could feel his cock head swell as the familiar heat traveled up his length. Roxanne could feel his orgasm coming, and popped off his dick. She took his cock and jerked it, his glistening meat clear in the sunlight. She looked up into his eyes with that same smirk from before. “Cum for me, Alex,” she demanded, sliding two fingers into herself. She jerked for a few moments as she finger fucked herself, the sound traveling to Alex. He looked down and saw the enchanting green-blue eyes urge him to explode.
And like clockwork, strings began to cascade over Roxanne. One, then two, and a third all landed on her face; a fourth finding its way to her chest. The first rope of spunk hit her lips, the second on her right eye which reflexively closed, the third across the bridge of her nose, and the fourth pleasantly between her ample cleavage. Roxanne licked her lips and let out a moan, taking two fingers and cleaning the hot seed from her face. After every wipe, she gleefully took the cum into her mouth, sucking her fingers as she looked innocently up at Alex. She let the cum stick between her cleavage, however.
Alex was stunned as Roxanne stood up. She reached the hand that had been inside her up and placed the two fingers into his mouth. “Be a good idiot and go pretend you’re a loving brother at the strip mall with your sister,” Roxanne chirps, the taste of her filling Alex’s mouth. He tasted the distinct flavor of womanhood, but Roxanne’s had an intoxicating sweetness to it. Her words barely processed, as he watched her leave the balcony and slide into the bathroom of the room. One last smirk caught him as she slid her bottom off before shutting the door. He heard it lock behind her.
And just like the good idiot he was, Alex pulled his khakis up, and made his way into Sarah’s room again.
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