I- Chapter 01

-PAGE: EROTICA + TV

-TITLE: THE FORBIDDEN LIMIT

-AUTHOR: LOLO

-CHAPTER 1:

When you're young, even as a teenager, you always feel like the world is at your feet, but it's only when you get older that you realize how true that was. Back then, that wasn't always the case, especially when you didn't have a lot of self-confidence.

It all started halfway through my final year of university. I had just turned 21 and was still celibate. I lived with my parents and my sister, Belvine, who was exactly a year older than me, give or take a month. Life was so much simpler back then.

Being so close in age, Belvine and I had always been close as children. My father was often away at work as a manager at a construction company and my mother worked shifts as a nurse, so we spent a lot of time alone at home. I guess this brought us even closer. We bickered, argued from time to time, and behaved like most other kids, but I think we were pretty close, deep down.

When we were young, Belvine and I played the games most kids play together, but we also had a little game of our own: we'd choose a TV show about a married couple and pretend to be husband and wife. We'd play our own version and kiss on the lips, like schoolchildren, just like we saw actors do on TV. As a kid, I found it very exciting. It seemed like everything stopped the year Belvine turned 19, and I always thought she'd grown tired of it. Still, I wanted to take it further, especially after I discovered porn. I discovered at 15 that grown women have pubic hair, and sometimes, in the years that followed, I wondered what Belvine looked like underneath, in her panties.

I got my chance one day when she was 20, and she was hosting a house party with four of her friends. Even though we didn't have a pool, they all brought their bikinis, and the five of them danced under the sprinklers in the garden for hours. When the first girls arrived, I was watching television, and Belvine walked across the living room to join them outside. She was wearing a bikini and cutoff denim shorts over her bottoms. Halfway across the room, she stopped to take off her shorts, but her bottoms fell off too, and for a moment, I caught a glimpse of her full-grown bush, across the room. I thought my cock was going to explode, and even though I don't think she knew I'd seen her, I jerked off to the sight for months.

Then, as the girls frolicked under the sprinklers, I found a vantage point through the bathroom window, and I was thrilled to see their wet bikini bottoms hugging the contours of their pussies, and their breasts bouncing freely in their tops as they bobbed underwater. I put that memory to good use later, too.

Two years later, here we were: Belvine at 22 and me at 21. She worked as a receptionist at the local Ford dealership and had a boyfriend named Kevin, two years her senior. Belvine was 5'7", slim, and, you could say, looked more girl-next-door than beauty queen. But upon closer inspection, you could see she had generous curves, beautiful legs, a nice, round, firm backside, and breasts that weren't too large, but were well-shaped and in proportion to the rest of her figure. She had shoulder-length light brown hair, fair skin, and blue-gray eyes. Upon closer inspection (very close), you could see she had a few small freckles on the bridge of her nose. She had a great sense of humor and smiled a lot, so, as siblings, we had a lot of fun.

Years of gymnastics and basketball had made her very flexible, and although she gave up gymnastics at 19, she could still do the splits in a heartbeat, and she continued to play basketball on the weekends, which kept her toned.

On the other hand, even though I was tall, I was of average build and pretty fit, playing soccer regularly, but I wasn't an athlete. I don't know why, but I was never successful with girls, but like almost every 21-year-old on the planet, I often thought about sex. Another thing all 21-year-olds had in common was that when my cock hardened, it became rock hard, and I could cum three or four times a day if I wanted to. My cock was average-sized, judging by what I saw in the school showers after gym or in the locker rooms at soccer fields, but unfortunately, the only action she'd ever seen came from my right hand. Some nights when my dad was out and my mom was on call, I'd hear Belvine and Kevin having sex in his room, even though there was a bathroom between our two bedrooms. I never heard much from Kevin, just muffled whispers, but I'd hear Belvine say things like, "That's it, Kevin, that's it, like that! Keep it up! Oh my God, Kevin, that's good, … …, that's so good, ……, Oh, Kevin, that's so good!!

I lay there, imagining them together in Belvine's bedroom, but I'd never slept with a girl before, so the images in my mind were like those in Lolo's erotic stories I'd read on her EROTIQUE+ TV page, or in adult movies I'd seen, with Kevin pounding Belvine on her back, her legs over his shoulders, or Belvine on all fours, while Kevin shoved his cock into her pussy from behind. I never pictured them as two people making love missionary style. In my mind, I only saw them fucking like in adult movies, fucking for the simple sexual pleasure it gave them, fucking hard, and fucking simply because it felt good...

Then, halfway through the year, Kevin broke up with Belvine. Worse still, he dumped her for the village tramp, Julienne Pitho. And the cherry on top was that when Belvine tried to ask him why, he told her he'd been cheating on her with Julienne for months, and that Julienne was a better partner anyway. Belvine was devastated, and for a week, she cried constantly and refused to eat, lying in her room like a hermit, while I hoped I could help her forget him.

My parents seemed to think it was just something she was going through and would get over it soon enough, so they weren't much help. As for me, well, I was just a 21-year-old who'd never had a girlfriend. What did I know about relationship advice?

She came home from work one afternoon and went straight to her room. I heard her sobbing softly, so I went to the door, determined to help her. She was lying on her back, her head turned away from me, and I tried to think of something to say to help her, but nothing came. I did my best…

I said eloquently:

__Damn Kevin!

Belvine turned to me.

I continued, drawing on my experience as a counselor to people in distress:

__Yeah, shit, you'll find better.

She didn't say anything, but patted the bed next to her, so I walked over and sat down next to her. She looked so sad.

She said without hesitation:

__Hold me!

So I slid in next to her, put one arm under her and the other over her shoulders, facing her. She snuggled up to me, her head on my chest, and I felt a little ashamed to find myself looking at her breasts under her blouse in that position, to feel the warmth of them, and I started telling her everything Kevin was missing, and that he was the loser, not her.

I tried to ignore those lovely breasts, inches from my face, but it was as if my cock was on high alert. With her soft, luscious body pressed against me, and her breasts offering themselves to me like that, my hormones took over, and my cock was throbbing in no time.

I continued to say nice things about her, my tool trying ever harder to get my attention, and after a while, Belvine leaned down to kiss me gently on the forehead. She said softly, "It'll be okay, I just need to lie here for a while. I'll come see you in a few minutes. Thanks for the chat, I feel a little better now."

I got up and left her room. I went to my own room, where I jerked off my erection, then took a quick shower to wash away any traces, almost hating myself for being so turned on by Belvine, my sister, at a time when she was feeling so down.

The next day, the holidays started, and I had the day to myself, as my mother and Belvine had gone to work. I hung around, tidied up, then went to a friend's house to spend some time, returning mid-afternoon to an empty house.

I had that old, familiar hunger, so I went to my room and settled in for some quality time to myself. No one was expected home for a while, so I picked up a Lolo PDF and started reading. I was progressing while my hand did the work.

I was concentrating on the story with my cock firmly erect, and I was about to come with all my might, when…

__Burst!

I looked up, horrified and ashamed, to see Belvine at the foot of my bed, staring at my hand in action. I threw the phone down and pulled the sheet over me, but the damage was done. Instantly, I felt sick to my stomach.

As the orgasm I was about to have seemed to fade, all I could say was:

__Fuck! Fuck! ………, Ohhhh, fuck!

Belvine's mouth was open.

I said, still in shock;

What the hell are you doing?

She began;

You know, I was going to ask the same question, but the answer is so obvious I would have looked ridiculous, right?

I lay there without answering, trembling slightly, and she continued;

I got off work early today, so I came straight home to see what you were doing. I walked in, and your door was wide open, and…

She burst out laughing, but kept talking, so the only words I understood were:

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