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Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Hope's comments about Temperance having a stick way up her ass almost made Micheal laugh but he managed to mask his amusement without too much trouble by just taking a sip from his own beer, finding it quite a bit closer to empty then full. Look Tempy, you don't have to worry, I mean you are having one beer and even as someone who has never drank before you should be more then able to handle it without much trouble. With light beer probably but in truth the beer that they were drinking was quite a bit stronger then what she had expected, good beer of course tended to be stronger then the watered down domestic stuff that was called beer in the United States, hell Micheal hated the stuff that was served at parties at school, the kegs were full of crap beer like Natty Ice that made him want to just throw it in the face of the host. Hope might not even understand what she was drinking and might find it hitting harder then expected. Still he would need more then just the one bottle so he made his way over to the fridge, grabbing the remaining three bottles from the six pack that they had gotten into before making his way back over to his sisters. With an arm over Tempy's shoulder Micheal lead the way into the living room, flopping down onto a comfortable couch but making sure to leave plenty of room of Temperance to join him there, pretty sure that Hope would end up taking another seat while Temperance would practically have to sit on her lap in order to ensure that she was comfortable sitting there and watching the TV, which he turned on with the push of a button on the remote, flipping through a few channels quickly without really caring what was on at all. He suspected his parents hadn't changed the PPV code so he could always order them a movie, or just stream something through Netflix. Still picking out something he wanted to watch might not be the best way to set this up, better to find a way to distract Hope for the time being so that he might enjoy himself a little bit more with Temperance, finding out what her boundaries were and just how far he could push them. With a smirk and the remains of his beer poured down his throat Micheal tossed the TV remote to Hope, let her pick what was on. Hell it would probably suck but that and a little bit of strong beer would likely keep her occupied while he could test the waters with his youngest sister and maybe even cop a little bit of a subtle feel. You can pick whats on Hope, I honestly have a long drive, my back is more then a bit stiff, and I really just feel like relaxing with a beer so you can watch whatever it is that you want. No reason that she should be suspicious on that, it was the truth that he wasn't feeling his best but really he had more on his mind then just simple relaxation.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

He's right, you know, said Hope, waving nonchalantly. I usually don't feel it unless I guzzle the thing. Which Hope pretty well had been doing. She took another pull of the beer now, following her two siblings into the living room. It wasn't all that surprising to see that Tempy was willingly following Mike. She took little sips of her beer, sometimes wincing. They often said that alcohol in general and beer in specific were acquired tastes, and you only had to look at Tempy to figure it was a taste she hadn't acquired. She actually pulled a face as she took a sip, nearly making Hope spit her beer. Soon they were all nestled in. As Mike had hoped, Hope took a seat away from her siblings, not wanting to interrupt their bonding time. They'd always been close, mostly because Tempy was just shy of worshiping her damn brother. It made Hope roll her eyes and look to the TV, more than glad to get a distraction. When Mike threw the remote, she replied with her thanks, before turning it to a popular teenage drama that both girls enjoyed watching. Tempy, for her part, was trying to get comfortable. She was equally thrilled and puzzled by the fact that Mike had pulled her onto his lap. She liked the cuddling and attention, but it felt... weird. Plus, even though she'd only had a few drinks, Tempy was already beginning to feel lightheaded. Sure, she was a small little thing, but it was likely all in her head. It was enough to make her squirm, her cute, short covered rear grinding against her brother's lap. Tempy mumbled an apology, before reaching a hand up to try and control her uncontrollable hair. Maybe you should ask Tempy to give you a back rub, Hope suggested, rolling her eyes. I'm sure she'd love to. Oh shut it, Hope! snapped Tempy, her eyes flashing behind her glasses. Hope held up her hands and shifted to better look at the screen. Muttering under her breath, Tempy shifted too, lowering her head slightly to get a better view.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Having Temperance sitting in his lap was a novel and quite enjoyable experience for Micheal, it wasn't the most erotic thing he had ever experienced in his life but there was an undeniable and perverse pleasure to be had in the feeling of it. His cock, while far from being fully erect was certainly starting to swell and would be easily noticeable. Compounding that though was the fact that his youngest sister couldn't seem to hold still and while Micheal placed his hands on her hips they were hardly there to keep her from moving and might have even encouraged it a little bit as he pulled her down tighter against him to better experience the feeling. Without knowing it his youngest sister was giving him a better lap dance then he had ever experienced in a strip club, and that was something of an eye opening. There was no turning back at this point, Micheal was going to fuck little Tempy and he was going to have her moaning and screaming the entire time. You joke. He muttered, pressing up a little harder against Temperance, feeling the firm curve of her ass through what little fabric separated them... it would only take a zipper down and the tug of a waistband for him to be inside of her. Of course Hope was there and that would present a problem but he suspected that she would be easy enough to avoid with what he had in mind. But really I am pretty damn stiff, I mean if its not to much to ask maybe you could help me out Tempy? The question was asked with a small smile, an older brother who could use some help and he doubted she would be able to say no. He didn't bother to wait for an answer in any case, lifting her off him with ease and almost shocked by how light she was, he could easily bench press her or toss her around like a doll, and somehow that was even more of a turn on. With her gently set aside Micheal took a moment to strip off his t-shirt, taking his time as he pulled it up slowly and over his head before tossing it aside. Something that could have taken only a second was dragged out just for a chance to show off the body that he had put a lot of work into, cut abs and a well developed upper body on full display. Seriously Tempy, I will owe you... well practically whatever it is you want if you just help me out with a bit of a body rub. He doubted she would be overly bold about the entire opportunity he was putting on the table for her but still it was amusing just to see what she might do as he lay out on the floor, eyes closed and ready for her to get started, Hope had turned out to be pretty damn useful to him.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

It was weird, but Tempy thought she felt something pressing against her. She squirmed and shifted for a moment, even though she knew that Mike was really trying to get her to hold still. A hand went up to pull back some curls as she tried to get a look. It felt like she'd sat down on something hard and stiff. The remote, maybe? Except this felt bigger than the remote. Tempy shifted again, trying to get comfortable, and it was as her ass slid down onto the cock that she realized what it was. Tempy froze, not sure what to do. Her brother mentioned being stiff then, and it took all Tempy had not to burst out laughing. Oh yeah, he was definitely stiff. Was he thinking about his girlfriend or something? There were some hot girls on the show, sure, but Tempy hadn't thought Mike was even really paying attention. AS she was trying to figure it out, her brother lifted her up. The petite girl let out a little squeak as she moved, her feet kicking for a moment, the socks sliding against the carpet. She steadied soon enough, taking a deep breath and desperately trying not to let on that she'd accidentally felt her brother's erection. Then Mike took off his shirt. Both sisters turned to look. Even Hope hesitated for a moment as she saw her brother's bare chest, complete with cut abs. She let out a low whistle before turning back to the TV. Nice abs, bro, she managed, turning up the TV slightly. Tempy, on the other hand, was left staring at her brother, her mouth opened in awe. Somehow, she hadn't thought that he might be... might be so hot . Between that and the erection, Tempy was actually starting to feel a little warm herself. She swallowed. It was stupid they were siblings. She just felt affection for him because he was her big bro. Then he laid down, and Tempy nodded. Without thinking twice about it, she mounted him, placing one leg on either side. Leaning forward, she placed trembling hands on her brother's shoulders. The digits dug in as Tempy tentatively started giving her brother a back massage, hoping against hope that she was doing it right. She kept wanting to stare this was way, way closer than she'd ever been to a boy before. Though you could hardly call Mike a boy...
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Micheal had no idea that Temperance had realized that he was hard and if he had known he would have been shocked that she hadn't jumped from his lap and screamed about it. Maybe the beer hit her a tad more then he had thought it would, much faster as well, or maybe she was just embarrassed by the whole situation, which was the most likely but it hardly mattered at all to Micheal, the chance to push Tempy's buttons a little bit and have some fun in the process. She would honestly provide a great deal of amusement before and after he managed to get a hold of her properly, not only the pleasure from being within her but also from the knowledge that he could use to tempt and tease her with later on, making her squirm in front of hope who had no idea at all what was really going on. As Temperance positioned herself on his lower back Micheal grunted softly, even the very fact that she was pressing down on him in that manner was enough to make his back pop a little bit and help him relax, and then her hands on his shoulders helped to ease away the tension a little bit. Her touch was tenative and not nearly as strong as he would have liked but it was hardly anything that he could complain about. Hours of driving and of course packing up the contents of his room had left his back a mess of knots and tension which her touch was driving out without any real difficulty, plus this allowed him to have a bit more fun at her expense, this would be a tad more public but no reason not to embarrass her a little bit in front of Hope, especially if he was praising her. Oh damn that is fantastic. He groaned, expressing the pleasure that he felt at her touch in what was nearly a sexual manner, he didn't know if Temperance would catch onto the meaning of the tone but he suspected that Hope would catch it and Dominic slightly shifted as he let out another low moan. You can press a little bit harder though, really I always enjoy it more when it is rough. Not even subtext now, he was going to enjoy using his greater size in order to cause a good amount of pain for Temperance, and she would learn to love every moment of pain and humiliation that he had in store for her.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Tempy was nearly at sea as to what to do. She kept staring down at the bared back, not quite believing that she was even doing what she was doing. Her tentative hands continued to work at the flesh, gripping it, squeezing at tension points. She thankfully didn't have very long nails, so she didn't have to worry about scratching him. However, she did worry about... about turning him on further. She heard the moans, and her mind instantly went to what she'd felt when they'd been on the couch. A flush came over her, and she swore that she wouldn't give anything away. Um, thanks, she managed as her brother praised her touch. She'd leaned forward so that the curls now formed something of a curtain around her, and Tempy didn't dare reach up to pull it back enough to see Hope. She just hoped that her big sister was too caught up in the show to really pay attention to what her siblings were doing. But Hope wasn't quite that distracted. She could see hear her brother all too well, could see her sister and him just as easily. She heard the bit about it being rough, and she chuckled. Oh yeah, I'm sure you just love it rough. Seriously, bro, has it been that long since a girl touched you? Tempy's, like, fresh as the driven snow. Shut up, Hope! snapped Tempy. He--He didn't mean it like that. He's just--he's tense, that's all. she leaned forward, trying to squeeze him harder, to work at his muscles, to shove her embarrassment into the action. Sure, whatever, said Hope, rolling her eyes. You want me to leave you two alone?
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

As Temperance press harder down against him Micheal felt his back pop a little bit and his hair brushed against his back, that was really what he needed, that extra pressure was certainly helping with the pain in his back, the stiffness quickly fading away as he let out another groan that was much more honest this time. Even Hopes little comment barely reached him now that he was feeling much better, hours in the car fading away. This was something he would need to get done for him more often, a good massage off campus could cost fifty plus bucks, more if you wanted the special treatment, but with a little bit of effort Temperance could really learn how to work on his back with a little bit of massage oil and time on his bed. Looking up he smirked at Hope, her question might have been aimed at making him uncomfortable but she was going to get a much straighter answer then she expected. Well do you mean the last time I slept with someone Hope, because that would be nearly a week ago... but if an enthusiastic rim job counts then I was touched very deeply last night. Of course it was the sort of thing that would make Tempy uncomfortable but at the same time he suspected that the straight up honesty from him would catch Hope off guard and maybe give him a little bit of a laugh at her reaction. Its not like he was lying about that, last night an ex of his had stopped by in some last ditch effort to get him back which had given him a great chance to take advantage of her and really enjoy himself, she had a talented tongue and had worked hard to please him, only to be kicked out when he was finished with tears streaming down her face, it was a rather entertaining bit of fun she had provided him with, a wonderful diversion before the long drive home. But you are right Temperance, I didn't mean it in that way at all, however if you could just dig your elbow into my right shoulder, actually right below the shoulder. If you just press your shoulder into that for a bit and twist it for a little while then I would greatly appreciate it. Hell he knew the spot that was the stiffest for him but so far she just hadn't been putting nearly enough pressure on it in order to really help him relax on that one. And Hope, if you can't keep your smartass little comments to yourself, then you are welcome to just head up to your room... or just watch whatever vapid teenage drama you are interested in. Hell even the young ladies who were meant to be attractive on it weren't as attractive as one might expect.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Both girls were stunned when their brother perfectly outlined just how long ago it had been since he'd had sex. More than that, he was nearly explicit in what precisely all that entailed. Hope actually knew what a rim job was, to make matters even more uncomfortable for her Tempy was just left in the dark and figuring that her brother had to do something... sexual. So Tempy stopped for a moment, the shock freezing her up, while Hope actually turned and gave her brother a look that basically amounted to WTF is wrong with you? Thankfully, Mike kept going, supporting everything Tempy had to say and then some. She nodded, her hair curtain nearly sliding against her brother's bared back. Knowing that he was a highly sexual being certainly hadn't helped her, and she was starting to feel flushed despite herself. Nonetheless, she was determined to keep doing what she doing. Following Mike's suggestion, she leaned forward, her elbow pressing just below his right shoulder. She leaned into it, putting all her weight into the motion, then added a twist, trying to jerk. Hope watched her brother and sister for a moment, again wondering what the hell was going on. She'd been more than half-sarcastic a moment ago, but the way Mike acted, you'd think she'd outright suggested that the two of them were about to start fucking on the floor. Oh shut it, Mike, she said in response. Just because the parents said you're in charge doesn't mean you get to act like Herr Dictator. She looked back to the drama, staring at the screen even harder. Like she cared what Tempy and Mike did. It wasn't like they were actually going to do anything. That would just be... weird.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

Micheal only smirked at the look that Hope gave him, it was just the look that he had been looking for from her. She was the one who had tried to push his buttons only to find out that he was willing to go quite a bit further then she was in that little game of hers. Of course the comment had apparently also caught Temperance off guard and that interrupted her ministrations on his shoulders and back then he really didn't want her to stop at all. She might not know what she was doing but she had a natural talent and it made him wonder what else he might learn she was naturally gifted at, a thought that brought a smile to his face as he put a moments consideration into it so that he would know how best to proceed with her, what to start with to better discover her little hidden talents. He was about to push it a little bit further just to fuck with Hope a little more when Temperance drove that elbow drove it into his shoulder properly, feeling it twist and dig just a little bit. This got a real moan from him, she actually did the dig in just right and made him feel like a new man, his body half twisting up with the digging. It hurt but in just the right way to let him know that she was doing a good job and working the stress out from his body. He wanted to of course be in the best shape possible when it came time to have his fun with her, a sore muscle in his back or a tight shoulder might hinder him just a little bit and he wanted to be able to give her everything that he had all at once, to ensure that she got the full experience from the older brother she adored so much. I am not trying to be a dictator Hope. He told her as he grew used to the pressure in his shoulder from the elbow pressing into him, looking up to his sister in her chair. I am more then willing to offer you a much better summer then you might have otherwise had with our parents around. There will of course be some rules in place but honestly so long as you obey those few simple rules then you can do whatever you want... hell if you give me a few days notice I might even be willing to allow a house party and those few days are just there to make sure that we can safe proof the house and keep everything from being trashed. Slowly, lifting himself up a bit so that he could move freely, Micheal rolled himself over so that he was looking up at Tempy, his eyes half closed and his hair obscuring them but he did have a good look as she straddled his abs. If you could just get my shoulders in the front a little bit I would appreciate it kiddo, packing up my apartment really did a number on me.
Thread: Plucking the Ripe Fruit {darkest_fate&Google}

The moan nearly made Tempy jump. Normally, she wouldn't have thought of it in such... sexual terms, but her mind instantly jumped to the hardest part of her brother. She couldn't help but wonder what... what he sounded like when he was really getting into it. All these thoughts just reinforced to Tempy how very, very much she needed a boyfriend, and the sooner the better. She swallowed and tried to focus back on the work at hand she also tried to ignore the conversation happening between her two siblings. See, you say that now, said Hope, turning to look at her brother and sister, 'but the moment I want to invite some friends over or something, you'll change your mind. Or, you'll be all like 'Hope spent half the summer smoking weed and fucking boys' or some shit. No thanks. I wasn't born yesterday, she turned back to the TV and seriously thought about turning it up, especially because she was starting to get seriously distracted from hearing her brother and sister's noises. Then Mike moved, surprising both girls. Hope just jumped and tried to situate himself, but Tempy had a lot more shifting to do. She looked down at her brother, seeing his eyes through his hair. Tempy was situated on his abs now, with her own red-gold hair falling in the unruly curls all around them. She was suddenly acutely aware that with a few less clothes, this would be all kinds of erotic, and the thought again brought a blush to her cheeks. What? Uh, sure, I guess... she managed. Tentative hands crept up, squeezing the flesh. Tempy had to lean forward to do that, and her shirt fell forward slightly. With just the right angle, you could see the cutesy, nearly little girl bra that held the pair of still developing breasts. Neither Tempy nor Hope were particularly chesty, but Hope's were smaller than her sister's by nearly a cup size. Not that she was thinking of that at the moment. She was far, far too focused on working at the shoulders, wanting her brother to be at his best.