Unintended Affections

::Unintended Affections::



Emma looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her room, taking in the short black mini-skirt, thigh high stockings, high heels, and the tight white blouse pulled over her bra-less chest. “Really?” she said, putting on her reading glasses and turning to her brother sitting on the bed. “I’m not sure if this is naughty tutor or naughty librarian.”

Jamie grinned. “I like it whatever it is.”

Emma rolled her eyes and turned back to the mirror, spinning around to look at herself more and frowning. “You know, Jamie,” she began as she looked over her shoulder to see how her ass looked in the skirt. “You’re the one that’s actually been a tutor. If we’re going to do this, maybe I should be the sweet and innocent student.”

“But you look so hot in that outfit,” Jamie said.

“It’s also one that I’d wear out of the house, if I had a bra. C’mon, let me play the student this time,” Emma said, puffing up her lower lip as she looked at him.

Jamie said nothing for a moment. What he really wanted was an experience similar to how Emma played the horny housewife clad in nothing but and apron, pushing him down on the floor of the living room and rubbing her body all over his, tormenting him through the boundary of his clothes. It was so incredibly sexy when she finally undid his trousers and mounted him, riding him hard into the carpet. But if she really wanted to play the student, he wasn’t going to deny her.

“Whatever you’re thinking, I’m sure you can manipulate your sweet little student in to doing just easily as you could the seductive tutor,” Emma said with her hand on her hip, then she shrugged. “Besides, there’s something else I want to wear.”

Jamie raised an eyebrow at that. “Okay.”

His sister grinned, kicking off the high heels and grabbing a bag out of her dresser. “Go,” she said, looking over her shoulder and shooing him out of the room. “Knock in a couple minutes and I’ll let you in for my lesson.”

He got off the bed and walked out of the room with a smile on his face. Ever since his birthday, his sister had been a little sex kitten. When they first started they had sex every few days, then it was every other day. Now they were having sex every day and sometimes twice, and Emma slept with him every night, her naked body pressed against his. It worried him a little, but he was enjoying it too much to really analyze why Emma was doing it.

Jamie grabbed a few books to look his part and knocked on the door he just exited. There was a scrambling of movement inside and then the door opened, and he noticed Emma had thrown all the stuffed animals she had on her bed. Then he looked at his sister, eyebrows arching upwards as he smiled down at her.

“Hi, Mr. Daniels,” she said in a sweet voice as Jamie looked at her. Emma was wearing a pale green with white polka dots babydoll dress that barely reached her thighs and clung to her breasts. There were little flower hair clips in her hair and she had put on her reading glasses again. When she turned around, Jamie caught sight of the white underwear beneath the dress.

“Hello, Miss Emma,” he finally said as he came in the room and closed the door behind himself. “Are you ready for your lessons?”

They hadn’t discussed what sort of tutoring this would be, so Jamie decided it was up to his discretion. “Uh huh,” Emma said with a nod of her head as she sat down at her desk. “I studied extra hard what you taught me last time.”

“Good girl,” he said, setting the books down on her desk and leaning close. “But you didn’t tell your parents about our extra lessons, did you?”

“Nuh uh,” Emma said, quickly catching on as she leaned forward and regarded him with wide eyes, whispering to him in eager tones. “I didn’t tell them at all about last time. Are you going to teach me more?”

“Oh, yes,” Jamie said, nodding. “But lets review what I told you last time. Do you remember?” He was curious where Emma would take it if he left the choice up to her.

His sister rolled her eyes upward and pressed and finger to her lips in thought, and Jamie thought that she acted the cutest when she was roleplaying the sweet characters. “I remember that lips are made for kissing,” she finally said thoughtfully, “and that hands are made for touching, and that it’s okay to,” she stopped a moment looked over her shoulder and leaned forward to finish in a whisper, “you said it was okay to touch down there, even though it feels funny and your panties get wet like you peed them.” She lowered her voice a little more. “I liked when you did that.”

“That’s right,” Jamie said, nodding as she smiled and leaned back in her chair. “This time I promised you that I’d show you the difference between boys and girls, right?”

Emma nodded excitedly.

“Well, want to tell me what you know about girls?” Jamie asked, crouching down in front of her.

“Um, well, when we get older we have breasts,” Emma said, looking down and pulling the top of her babydoll dress down as if she had none. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them for his benefit. “Someday I’m gonna have really nice ones.”

“I’m sure you will,” Jamie agreed, resisting the urge to lean down and bite at her nipples. “But for now, what else do you know.”

“Um, and,” she said, letting go of her breasts be allowing them to hang over the top of the dress to torment him, “girls are different down there, but I don’t know what the difference is. Oh, and we have rounder butts.”

“Very good,” Jamie said, trying not to laugh at how proud his sister was of round butts. He already had a raging hard-on from watching his sister strut around in her sexy tutor outfit earlier, and what she was wearing now was just as erotic. He never really thought of himself as having a clothing fetish, but Emma in those outfits made him hard. “Do you want to see what the difference is?”

“Uh huh.”

It was moving a little faster than it usually did when Emma was in his role, but Jamie did not mind. He stood up and undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground and then removed his boxers. “This is called a penis. It’s what boys have.”

Emma gasped, covering her mouth with her hands. “Can I touch it?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Boys like when girls touch them,” Jamie said, watching as Emma timidly reached out and stroked down his erection with one finger before pulling back and blushing. “What’s it supposed to do?”

“Well, boys use it to pee,” he said, paying her back for the earlier comment, “but it also goes in to girls.”

“Where? Like in the mouth?” Emma asked, managing to pull off her innocent character perfectly as she pointed at her lips.

“Sometimes,” Jamie said, “but it actually fits best in that place between your legs.”

Emma looked confused for a moment before pulling up her babydoll dress to reveal the plain white panties. “Like where you showed me to touch?”

“Yes, it goes right here,” Jamie answered, reaching out and pressing the wet spot between his sister’s legs and pressing the fabric. “Remember how I put my finger in? Lets see you do that and make believe its my penis.”

“Um, okay. Let me take off my panties first,” Emma said, standing up from the chair and taking off her underwear and setting them aside. She raised the dress up to show off her shaved pussy. “Mommy says I’ll grow hair down there when I’m older,” Emma said, giving him a look that was clearly not from the Miss Emma she was pretending to be. “I’m gonna sit on the bed, ‘cause it’s hard to touch when I’m in the chair.”

Jamie watched his sister go over to the bed and spread her legs, slipping two fingers inside and letting out a little moan. She had also been more easily arouse the past few weeks, Jamie thought before she spoke and he remembered their little game.

“It still feels funny, but I kinda like it,” she said, managing to blush. “I don’t think that penis thing of yours is going to fit in me.”

“Girls are neat because they manage to fit things even larger than this where you have your fingers, Miss Emma,” Jamie said, coming over and sitting next to her as she fingered herself. “It’s like a superpower that only girls possess.”

“Cool,” his sister said, nodding her head and then shyly looking over at him. “Can I try to fit you inside, Mr. Daniels?”

“I don’t know,” Jamie said thoughtfully. “We really should start with your other studies. This isn’t what your parents are paying me to teach you.”

“Oh, pretty please! I promise to do all my work after that. I just wanna try out my superpower, and the only other boy I know is Daddy, and I don’t think he’ll let me try with him,” Emma said, taking her fingers out and leaning toward him, rubbing her breasts against his arm. “Pretty please with sugar and a cherry on top, Mr. Daniels.”

Jamie reached out and patted his student on the head. “As long as you promise,” he said, shifting backwards until he was leaning against the headboard of her bed, surrounded by the stuffed animals. Which was a little creepy. “Come here,” he coaxed as Emma crawled toward him and straddled him. He helped her position herself over his erection.

“You sure this is going to work?” Emma asked, sounding nervous. “What if my superpower is broken.”

“Just relax, Miss Emma,” Jamie said, grabbing hold of her hips as she latched on to his upper arms and she pressed herself on to his penis.

“It feels even funnier than the fingers do,” Emma said as Jamie gently pulled her down on his penis, until she was fully inserted. “Fuck, that’s good.”

“Language, Miss Emma,” he rebuked with a grin. His sister glared at him and ground down hard.

“Miss Emma now has you where she wants you. Evil little brat, ain’t she,” Emma said, fully breaking from her character, which was a pity since she was so adorable but also something of a relief since Jamie wanted to be a little rougher than Mr. Daniels would have been with his student. She ground down, pressing him into the bed and further inside his sister before she began to move, leaning down and giving him a kiss.

“I can’t believe you didn’t kiss me after I told you that’s what lips were for,” she whispered into his ear, then nipping at it lightly.

Jamie didn’t respond, taking hold of her hips and deciding she wasn’t moving fast enough. “Why didn’t I ever have a tutor like this?” Emma moaned, throwing her head back and making Jamie wonder if he ought to be jealous. He pulled her down hard and elicited a yelp in retribution and causing her to cum, the scream following the adorable yelp. Jamie continued to thrust, until he reached his own climax, pulling out and cumming under his sister’s dress.

“While an enjoyable little fuck,” Jamie mumbled into his sister’s hair as she fell against him. “We could have done that with no set up at all.”

“I was hornier than I thought,” Emma answered, “and I got to wear my dress. Do you want to take a nap?”

“Yeah,” Jamie said, rubbing his hand over her arm. “Then we should do it again before dinner.”

“All right,” Emma said with a sad little smile as she rested her head on her brother’s chest. There was a reason she asked for this game, to try and hint at something to Jamie that he clearly missed. She closed her eyes to hold back the sudden tears.

Their parents would be back in a week and a half, and then this would all have to stop.

TBC... (Guess who's back next chapter? See, I remember there was a plot. *grins* Comments welcome.)