An overdue Skype call and some night time affection.

Chapter 4 – Finally Making some Progress. (continued)

Once inside, Heather went directly into her room while he went to his computer. He sighed when he saw the lid of his laptop was standing open, but he tried to put it from his mind as he sat down.

Then he checked his phone.

Heather Chase

Relationship: Rival, Roommate

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Affection 22, Resentment 16 (-1), Hostility 15 (-2), Loyalty 13, Dominance 12 (+1), Beholden 7, Lust 7* (+2), Playfulness 4

Special Traits: Cocktease, Drama Queen

Active Effects: Awaken Attitude (Lust)

It seemed Heather was genuinely growing a bit less unfriendly toward him, and her lust attitude was rising as well, which was promising.

There were no new changes to the Dubois sisters’ profiles.

Alexandra Kelly

Relationship: Brother, Confidant, Secret **** Partner

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Affection 94, Love 72, Friendship 72, Playfulness 68, Loyalty 60, Protectiveness 49, Trust 41, Admiration 38, Worry 30, Lust 23 (+1), Submissiveness 14

Special Traits: Fantasy Crush, **** Kink, Taboo Kink

Suppressed Traits: Secret Shame*

Active Effects: Suppress special trait (Secret Shame).

Just a tiny change, but Jason appreciated it.

But with that out of the way, Jason realized he needed to refresh his protective ward. So he gathered another holly twig, which was as dry and brittle as the previous one since he hadn’t bought any new ones in quite a while. And with his old wiccan book open at his feet again, he performed the ritual to set the ward on his home and protect his loved ones.

He thought he felt a difference, but couldn’t really say for sure, but he did check the app briefly to ensure that both Alex and Heather were being protected. Kate must not be home just yet.

Then he was back at his computer, and he used his phone to send a Skype message to Stephani while his laptop was booting up.

:Jason: Hey, you still awake?

:Stephani: Yeah, been waiting to hear from you.

:Stephani: Got time to chat?

:Jason: I do.

:Jason: Want to go on cam?

:Stephani: Maybe another night. I’m not presentable.

:Jason: I thought you looked fine last time.

:Stephani: I believe you, but I feel icky.

:Jason: Will you show me if I promise not to ask for anything indecent?

Jason waited then sat back, watching his screen. He took the opportunity to check the app, and saw that Louisa’s profile was on top, and Christine’s was below Heather’s, so she probably wasn’t around. Could he use that to his advantage?

:Stephani: I don’t necessarily mind doing kinky stuff for you. I just don’t feel pretty right now.

Hmm, Jason considered this. He wanted to press his advantage, but he also didn’t want to spook them.

:Jason: It would really make my day just to see your face, even if your hair is messy and you’re not wearing makeup.

Maybe he was laying it on thick, but perhaps that would change the dynamic for her. And a few moments later, he received a video call request. He had to take a moment to school the grin from his face before he clicked accept.

Like before it was dark, but this time her eyes weren’t red. Her hair looked fine, as near as he could tell.

:Jason: You’re beautiful to me.

She smiled, and blushed, and mouthed the words ‘thank you’, causing Jason to smile as well.

:Jason: So how have you been? Life been treating you well enough up there?

:Stephani: Stressed.

She replied simply. Jason nodded, considering that he was probably a cause of some of that stress, but he didn’t want to get into that unless he could find a way to push, and she already seemed wary just to be on cam, so he kept the conversation casual, for now.

They talked about their jobs, though Jason had to wonder if ‘Stephani’ really was a cashier at a clothing store, or if that was another lie. Maybe one of them was, or maybe both or neither were. There was no easy way to ask, so he pushed it from his mind.

A quarter hour later, he noticed Louisa glance up and to the side suddenly, and he leaned closer before stopping himself.

:Stephani: I might have to go soon. But I can probably be back in a few minutes.

Jason nodded. He wondered. He suspected that Christine might have just walked in, and maybe wanted to swap with her sister at the computer.

:Stephani: Babe?

:Jason: Sorry, I was zoning out a little, to be honest.

:Stephani: Should we call it a night?

Jason sighed. He wasn’t getting anywhere with this, and didn’t really see how he would. But then Louisa surprised him by standing up, and pulling her pajama top up, flashing her tits to him through the camera.

He shifted in his seat, adjusting his suddenly growing erection.

:Jason: What was that for?

She sat back down and covered herself.

:Stephani: Just to say I love you, and I’m sorry. I still want to make it up to you.

:Stephani: BRB.

Before Jason could think of a response, Louisa stood up, and moved out of frame. He took a moment to check his app. No changes.

She didn’t return right away. And Jason wasn’t sure how long he should be patient. But then he thought he saw some movement. And he leaned forward. Somewhere in the background of the camera feed, there appeared to be a reflective surface. And while he couldn’t make out any real details, he couldn’t be certain but that it looked like two distinct shapes moving. Then one of them left the reflection and a moment later was revealed in front of the camera.

:Stephani: I’m back. Sorry about that.

He glanced down at his phone, which was still open to the profiles list on his app, and noticed that Christine was now on top. Huh. He’d been right.

:Jason: Welcome back. Where did you go?

Christine looked flustered for a moment, but still responded quickly.

:Stephani: Just needed a glass of water, my mouth was dry.

:Stephani: So, did you want me to show anything specific?

A moment after she typed it, she glanced to one side, then back to the camera with an awkward smile. But before she could take back her offer, Jason typed.

:Jason: I’d love to see all of you again, or as much as you’re comfortable showing.

:Jason: I understand if now’s not the best time for some things.

He almost immediately regretted giving her an out, but he didn’t want to come across as too pushy. He did wonder if he was being too hesitant, constantly second guessing himself.

:Stephani: Okay, how about this?

She stood up and unbuttoned her pajama top, letting it hang open in front to expose her breasts. Jason looked closely, but could not discern any differences in their adorable chests. But then, as if she’d just been informed that her sister had already flashed her tits for him, she lowered the waistband of her pajama bottoms down to expose a little blue triangle of her panties.

:Jason: Very nice, both sexy and cute!

Jason offered a smile through the camera, and as Christine sat back down, she smiled back.

:Stephani: Thank you.

:Stephani: Love you lots!

:Jason: I know, and I appreciate what you’re doing to make it up to me.

She smiled again, and Jason thought she might have chuckled.

:Stephani: Alright Mr. Solo. You’re supposed to say it back.

He grimaced.

:Jason: I’m not ready for that just yet, but hopefully I will be eventually.

Christine’s expression fell, but she nodded in understanding.

:Stephani: I should probably go, it’s getting late.

Jason wanted to keep her longer, but couldn’t think of a good reason, so he reluctantly agreed.

:Jason: I understand, hope to talk to you again before my trip.

:Stephani: Same, good night, love, and sweet dreams.

She included a heart emoji, and then ended the video call. Jason sat back with a sigh, and then after a quiet moment he checked the MRE app.

Christine Dubois

Relationship: Catfisher

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Remorse 34* (+1), Affection 24, Beholden 6* (+1), Playfulness 4 (+1), Disdain 2, Worry 1, Fear 1 (+1)

Special Traits: Internal Conflict

Active Affects: Attitude Amplifier (Beholden), Attitude Amplifier (Remorse)

Louisa Dubois

Relationship: Catfisher

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Remorse 44*, Affection 30 (+1), Beholden 10* (+2), Lust 4, Worry 2 (+1), Fear 0

Special Traits: Internal Conflict, Self Doubt

Active Affects: Attitude Amplifier (Beholden), Attitude Amplifier (Remorse)

So once again, more movement from his amplifiers, but a few other traits were also increasing. Nothing major, but it was still nice to see progress.

He heard a door open, and turned to see Alex emerging from their bedroom with her toiletries in hand. “Oh, hey Bear. You coming to bed soon?” She asked when she spotted him.

“Yeah, I was just finishing up.” Jason shut down his laptop and closed the lid, then got up and stretched, slipping his phone into his pocket as he made his way towards the bedroom to grab his own toiletry kit, a towel, and a change of clothes while he waited for the bathroom to be free. Then he traded places with Alex as she reentered the room, taking note of which of his t-shirts she was wearing.

A quick shower and night-time ablutions later, he reentered the bedroom and locked the door, but as soon as he turned around Alex was in his arms, rising up on tip toe to plant a quick kiss on his lips. “What was that for?” He asked, surprised but delighted as he wrapped his free arm around her waist.

“For being such a good big brother and not pressuring me while I took the time to sort my head out about this whole thing.” She said simply. “And to apologize for being too tired to do anything with you the last few days.”

Jason kissed her again, this time lingering a little longer. He couldn’t help comparing the experience of kissing his sister with the handful of other girls he’d kissed. Alex’s kiss was with a closed mouth, her lips soft and moist and tasting of tooth paste where Chloe’s had been a bit dry, with a waxy texture that was probably her lipstick and/or lip gloss. The few times he’d kissed Amy back in theater class, she’d tasted like Vaseline and fruit, and she wasn’t nearly as warm as either of his new girlfriends.

When he let his tongue out to seek entrance between her lips, she shook her head slightly, “Mmm-mm.” She murmured without breaking the kiss.

So Jason contented himself with pressing his lips to hers in a series of soft pecks and focused on enjoying the feeling of her in his arms, her soft breasts squished against his chest with only two layers of his t-shirts separating them; he could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra.

After another minute, Alex pulled back, smiling up at him as she settled back on her feet. They stared into each other’s nearly identical blue eyes, mirroring one another’s love and affection for a long moment before Alex pulled away from his embrace.

“Let’s lay down.” Alex suggested, as she led the way to her bed. She had him lay down first and then crawled in next to him, nestling herself in his arms as the little spoon as seemed to be her preference. “We have a little more time tonight, so I’m going to let you explore a bit, but you have to promise me you’ll stop the moment I ask you to.”

“Of course. You remember your safe word?” He asked, nuzzling his face against her hair.

She didn’t answer right away. “Um, it was a fruit, right? Like peaches? That doesn’t sound right…”

“Apricots.” Jason reminded her.

“Right, yeah.” She smiled, though she didn’t look directly at him. “So um… I… how do I say this?”

“May I touch you?” Jason asked, resisting the urge to flex his fingers against her stomach.

“Yeah.” She agreed, but then added. “Gosh, I feel kinda selfish. But uh, I promise I’ll do something for you a little later, if you’re willing to focus on me first.”

“Gosh?” Jason chuckled, earning a light elbow jab from his sister.

“Don’t be an ass, Jason.”

“I’m sorry, that was just cute. Where did you want me to start? How do you usually start?”

“Well um, usually, if I’m not already turned on, with my breasts.”

Jason moved one hand to her right breast, and squeezed experimentally. He loved the way Alex’s breath hitched from that simple gesture. “Oh god! That’s better than… my hand…” She breathed out.

Jason kneaded her soft mound against his palm, thumbing over her stiff nipple through her t-shirt. But then she grasped his hand off of her chest, and shoved it down her shorts, taking just a moment to maneuver it inside the elastic of her panties. His fingers encountered short curly hair, and very damp folds. “I’m already super wet!” Alex whispered by way of explanation.

Jason explored through touch, gradually building a mental image of where her slit was, and even managed to dip into her entrance where her fluids were thickest, earning a moan which she quickly muffled into the pillows. He was rock hard against her backside, but she seemed entirely focused on what his fingers were doing as he stroked in and out of her shallowly a few times, while his thumb sought out that little nub that was supposed to be at the apex of her pussy. She made a guttural moaning grunt when he found it, and rocked her hips forward against his hand, then back against his straining erection, her breathing coming in great panting gasps. So he focused his attention there, rubbing back and forth over that bump he felt. Every time he did so, she grunted again, and rocked on the bed.

“Jason!” She growled against the pillow, loud enough for him to understand her. And so he continued what he’d been doing, using her slickness to lubricate his caresses, trying to simultaneously penetrate her center up to the first two knuckles of his index finger while continuing to rub back and forth over her swollen clit. Then she bucked, her head smacking his chin as she cried out, biting her lip to keep her voice down. He lost his purchase on her pussy and couldn’t relocate her clit, but it was just as well for she continued bucking against the air a little longer before collapsing on the bed, a thin sheen of sweat along her neck and the sides of her face.

“You okay, Cake?” Jason asked softly.

“Fuck no. I’m glorious!” She responded breathlessly. “Fuck, that was so much better than I thought it could be.”

Jason knew that his inexperienced fumbling was probably just better because it was someone she cared about, but he couldn’t help but preen just a little at her praise. He gave her a few minutes to calm down, feeling her breathing and heart rate return to normal before a soft snore escaped her. But before he could prod her, she startled herself awake. “Oh, I’m so sorry Bear, I just…”

“It’s fine, I understand.” Jason said with a chuckle. “But if you want to return the favor now, I would be more than grateful.”

Alex shuffled onto her back, rolling and sliding a bit at a time until she could face him, then her hand moved between them and was rubbing along the bulge in his shorts. “Shit, that feels big.”

“I’m certainly above average.” He admitted, resisting the urge to grind against his sister’s hand. “I haven’t measured it exactly or anything.”

“How do you uh… not make a mess?”

“I have to shoot it into something, like a towel, or the toilet, or…” He trailed off, not sure if they were ready for the next suggestion that popped into his mind.

“Like my mouth?” She guessed correctly, her eyes going wide.

Jason merely nodded.

Alex shook her head.

“If you’re not ready for that yet, you don’t have to.”

“I’m just trying to think of another way to avoid the mess.”

“Well, don’t think too long, or it’s gonna get soft.”

She rolled away from him, and went to her laundry hamper. Then she climbed back into the bed with a used towel, folding it onto the bed between them before reaching for his shorts once more.

Jason raised his hips as she pushed his shorts and underwear down his thighs, exposing him to her gaze. She regarded him in some fascination as she wrapped her fingers around his girth and stroked up and down, watching the way the skin shifted against the shaft like a sleeve. For his part, he bit back a moan, not wanting to distract her as her hand moved in a slow but insistent rhythm. “Let me know if I’m doing it right.” She whispered.

“Keep going!” Was all Jason could get out, and she nodded as she sped up the movements of her hand, pausing only to smear some of his precum with her thumb, which added some much needed lubrication to her movements.

It felt good, his sister’s hand was soft and warm, and while her technique may have been simple and straightforward, it was doing the job, though maybe not as quickly as he’d like.

“I’m going to touch you again.” He murmured.

Alex shook her head. “I don’t need to come again.”

“I need a little extra stimulation, I want to touch your breasts.”

She met his gaze again for the first time since exposing him, “Oh, um… okay.”

He brought his hands both to her chest, very gently cupping and kneading a breast in each palm. They were bigger than his hands, though not by much, but the feel of them against his palms was very pleasant, and he felt himself getting closer to his peak at the dual stimulation as she knelt over him, her eyes shifting back and forth between what his hands were doing versus what her own was accomplishing.

“It’s throbbing.” She pointed out.

“That means I’m close. It’s going to spurt pretty far, so be careful where you aim it if you want all the mess on the towel.”

She nodded, and raised the towel with her free hand, ready to catch his seed. He was rocking his hips now, becoming a little more rough in his caressing of her breasts, though she wasn’t complaining. “Coming!” He announced in a hoarse tone just before he began to release several thick ropes of semen against the towel. The first spurt got some on her hand, but she managed to catch the rest, and none dripped onto the bed.

When he was finished, she folded the towel after wiping off her wrist, but then realized there was a tiny amount she missed just behind her thumb. She gazed at it curiously, and Jason held his breath, wondering if she was going to do what he thought she was about to do. Sure enough, she brought her hand tentatively to her face, smelled it, and then extended the tip of her pink tongue into the dollop of his spunk.

“Ew, what?! That’s so bitter and salty. How?!”

Jason laughed, earning a lighthearted glare from his little sister. “I’m sorry, you just looked so serious, and your reaction came out of nowhere.” He told her, pulling her in for a kiss.

“I’m sure it’s an acquired taste.” He added after a moment. “I don’t think the point is that it necessarily tastes amazing, but that the act is um… loving?” He wasn’t sure that was the right word.

“Or maybe it’s just a way to avoid the mess.” She added, pulling his shorts back into place with his help. “It’s not… inedible, I just wasn’t expecting it.” She got up again to toss the soiled towel back into her laundry hamper. When she returned she snuggled back into her favored spooning position. “Was it gross to kiss me?”

“What do you mean?”

“After I tasted your jizz. I thought guys are supposed to be grossed out to kiss a girl after a blowjob.”

“Well, firstly, that wasn’t a blowjob, and secondly, that wasn’t even the first time I tasted myself.”

“It wasn’t?” She seemed surprised, looking back over her shoulder at him.

He turned and reached behind him to switch off the bedside lamp. “I was curious. And I figured I’d be a hypocrite if I ever asked a girl to go down on me if I wasn’t at least willing to taste it, even if I didn’t like it.”

“So… um…”

“Like I said, an acquired taste. It was bland, not something I’d go for for the flavor, but it was edible.”

He kissed the top of her head, and she murred appreciatively as she snuggled deeper into the blanket. Jason smiled in the dark, and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.