A Tangled Web

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BEN

I cannot get enough of my sister.

I have quite a few pics and videos of other hotties at my school – including my years-long crush, Adira – but I cannot stop obsessing over Bailey. Trying for more. Pushing the boundaries, and my luck. It’s never enough.

Bailey has scolded me several times in the past, letting me know she’s onto my game. But she always cools down afterward. I need a lengthy look at her in person. Up close, no covering, all naked. I desperately need it, or I feel as if I might die. Bailey showed her cards at the final four hotel when I walked in on her. She knew I did it on purpose, and yet, didn’t tell on me. Time to find out how much she’ll let me get away with.

I haven’t had a chance to spy on her recently, since her schedule is unpredictable, now that soccer is over. In the meantime, I finally got myself a second burner phone to help record her.

I had decided not to attend the swim meet where Arnie and Neil had tipped me off that something was going down. It was too obvious, if I was noticed. Someone would surely piece together that I just “happened” to turn up when some of these attacks took place, despite never being around school events at any other time. Neil and Arnie’s words echoed in my mind about how stuff on their discord could be traced back to me.

And boy was I glad I passed on the meet because for the first time since soccer season, Bailey and I were home alone…and she started the shower.

I ran upstairs, making sure she was in the bathroom, and then lightly jostled the bathroom door handle to see if it was locked, or if I could barge in on her. It was locked, but all was not lost. I crept into my sister’s room and hid my main phone in the usual closet spot and the other in her laundry basket – in front of her full-length floor mirror. I pressed record on the spy apps, and hustled into my own room. I acted busy.

The bathroom door unlocked and I got myself ready to witness the hallway streak…except Bailey emerged wrapped up tight in a sky-blue towel, and I saw nothing.

“What a surprise,” she scoffed at the sight of me.

“Huh?”

“Huh?” She mocked, rolling her eyes. She closed the door to her bedroom and I heard her press the lock.

15 minutes later Bailey exited her room and glowered at me. She said nothing, but I heard her step out of our house and start her car. Once she was gone, I retrieved my phones, and watched them in sync.

Bailey entered her room, dressed in her towel, irritation evident in her eyes. Her brown hair wasn’t wet, she had left it tied up in a ponytail. She closed her door behind her, and locked it, taking extra measures to preserve her privacy. Once she was sure she was in the clear, she walked to the center of room, unwrapped her towel, and nonchalantly tossed it on the bed.

Oopsies!!!!

Despite her best efforts, I got as good a look as ever at my sister in the nude. She went over to her mirror, and began taking a closer look at her snatch. I don’t know what she thought she saw, but I’m sure glad she saw it. Bailey picked up something out of view of my camera and went back to the mirror. She laid a second towel down on the floor and I saw the object she had picked up: a razor!! No fucking way….

I went absolutely bonkers at seeing my sister shave her vagina for a full 20 seconds, until she was satisfied with its smoothness. Five months ago, I was captivated by discovering Bailey keeps her pussy bald. Never in ten million years would I have thought I’d get to witness how she does it! I even got to see under her vag, as she pulled her coochie lips up – high and tight – to razor every spot she deemed necessary! WOOOWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEE!!! I splashed a load of jizz and then watched Baily get dressed.

She put on a slutty bikini, and spent 15 minutes checking herself out from all angles – making sure everything was covered, and nothing spilled out. Too late sis, I already saw it all! Again!! I laughed to myself. She put on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, grabbed her towel, and exited her room.

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BAILEY

School on Monday must have been hell for all seven swimmers targeted by The Twatarazzi. But none got it as bad as Lizzie. I felt terrible for my sophomore friend and teammate.

When I first spotted her, she and Naomi were furiously tearing down a thick shag carpet that had been hung up on her locker. People can be so awful. And it didn’t stop there.

“Man, this bush outside is THRIVING!” Bryce announced, out of nowhere, in biology class. He was leaning back, peering out the window.

Most students took a second to comprehend what he was talking about. Shelby and Alexis’ loud snickering gave it away. Lizzie looked mortified as a handful of delighted eyes and grins found her. She sunk into her seat.

“What are you talking about, Mr. Ovello?” Mrs. Kershaw sighed, realizing she was missing a joke.

“I’m just amazed at how FLUFFY it is, given it's winter and all…although – I guess that helps keep the wood warm!” He couldn’t help himself any longer and burst out laughing along with 90% of the class.

“Just ignore him Lizzie, he’s an idiot,” I whispered. Her eyes glistened. She shook her head and then buried it into her arms.

“I mean, I didn’t think ones like this even existed anymore,” Bryce continued, pouring it on. “Thought they disappeared for good in around the 90s!”

Lizzie groaned from under her arms as Mrs. Kershaw tried unsuccessfully to contain the laughter.

This continued for days. At least three more rugs were hung up on Lizzie’s locker. “Frizzy Lizzie” and “Fuzzy Wuzzy” and whatever other nicknames kids could think of were shouted through the classrooms and hallways. Brad Wood even pulled up a photo of Lizzie, basically naked, boobs and bush TOTALLY visible, as she posed unknowingly for the yearbook photographer. Up until this point, I hadn’t seen the photos that were circulating. I had no idea how exposed she was in them. What a nightmare.

Brad grinned at Shelby in the hallway as he held his tablet up with pride, perhaps thinking this cruel immaturity would impress her? Although the more I’ve gotten to know Shelby, I guess it wasn’t his worst assumption. Unfortunately for him, Landon was right behind Shelby, and Brad’s ex gave him a half smirk before cuddling up next to her new and improved boyfriend.

Also, unfortunately for Brad, Naomi was behind him when he held the picture up in front of Lizzie. Reading the horror on her friend’s face, she easily realized what the photo was, and kicked Brad as hard she could in the balls from behind. YES!!! This got her a few Saturday detentions that I’m sure she felt were well worth it.

While all this was going on, I spotted Craig on the opposite end of the hallway. Close enough to see what was going on, but too far to intervene. He didn’t look amused. He was frowning at his “friend’s” behavior but laughed when Naomi delivered her kick. I was pleased to see that he found no humor in Lizzie’s humiliation.

I can’t say the same for the rest of school. Their response just adds to the already mountain-high pile of evidence that supports my decision to never let ANYONE find out about Ben creeping on me. Not just for how they would treat me, that would be bad enough. But the things they would do and say to my little brother, they would lead him to…..well…I don’t even wanna think about it. But it would be bad. I’ve been trying to do more research on what I can do to get him to stop, without going to any type of authority, including my parents.

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CRAIG

“Taylor!” Brian whispered in Saturday School. It was one week following the swim meet. We all already knew what he was about to show us.

Taylor looked at the pic of her in the dissolved swimsuit, grinning, tits and puss on show, and holding up two fingers to represent second place. She did her best to remain unfazed, giving Brian a stoic look. “Baddest bitch you’ll ever see, so enjoy it, fuck face,” She whispered back him. Brian chuckled at the insult. “Here’s two more fingers for you, by the way,” she stuck her two middle fingers up.

Naomi was joining us this week, after she had kicked Brad in the balls for trying to embarrass Lizzie more than everyone else already had been all week. While I enjoyed seeing Lizzie, and the other girls naked, none of them deserved the torture that came afterward. Most everyone had seen the photos of the poor girls, but just in case anyone missed out, a picture of Lizzie made its way into the school’s newspaper, The Spider Spin. It was censored of course, just like the picture of Zoe that was printed in the city newspaper back in the fall. However, instead of a black bar, the censoring this time was just pixelation. Meaning flesh toned pixels contrasted terribly with dark brown ones in between the Jewish girls’ legs, not leaving much to the imagination. Even Stevie Wonder could tell Lizzie rocks a bush based off that “censoring.” The editor was suspended for 10 days, and honestly, he’s lucky he wasn’t expelled.

“Well, there was one good thing that came out of the swim meet fiasco,” Anita said.

Taylor scowled at her.

“You mean, other than all the attention finally shifting off you?” Kaila laughed.

“Well, that too. Sorry Taylor,” Anita shrugged. “But, my mom heard about it and finally realized all the stuff that’s gone down this year. One more week and I’m free!”

“So, next Saturday?” Kaila asked.

“Yup.”

“Nice! We need to plan something to celebrate!”

“Nothing TOO wild. Don’t wanna end up right back in my cell.”

“Right, right. We’ll keep it lowkey. Craig you in?!”

“Sure, got nothing else planned. What do you guys wanna do?”

“There’s an escape room that just opened up. Heard it’s really fun. And then Leslie said we could hang at her place afterward,” Naomi pitched in.

“Sounds cool. We’ll talk with her,” I said.

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BAILEY

I was excited. A group of us were going to a newly opened zombie themed escape room in town. And Craig was gonna be there! My parents were in another state and so, for the first time in my life, I decided to drink – just a little. I was hoping to be loose and relaxed around Craig and just have fun without putting pressure on myself for something to happen between us. I walked over to Leslie’s house on an abnormally warm winter night.

“B!” Leslie opened the door. She and Adira already had some music playing and were doing shots.

“Heard you’re popping your alcohol cherry tonight, Bailey?” Adira asked.

“Haha, just a wee bit!” I made a tiny gesture with my fingers. “My rents are out of town, so feel like it’s now or wait till college.”

“Plus, I heard a certain someone is gonna be joining us tonight,” Adira teased, knowingly. While it wasn’t recognized throughout the school, those that had spent a lot of time around Craig and I had noticed the unquestionable chemistry between us.

I raised my eyebrows and smiled, then entered Leslie’s kitchen. Her parents seemed to be out as well, though, that was a common occurrence. Naomi and Lizzie were sitting around the table.

“Hi guys,” I greeted them.

“Hi Bailey!” Naomi said, cheerfully.

“Hey Bailey,” Lizzie said, with not as much as enthusiasm.

“Alright, who wants another shot?!” Leslie asked.

“Whoo whoo!!!” Naomi celebrated.

“Bailey, I wanted to thank you,” Lizzie started. “For being so nice to me since…well…you know.”

“No need, Lizzie! Those guys are jerks.”

“Honestly, Lizzie, who cares what they say,” Adira said. “People just laugh with them cause they’re intimidated by them. Or they’re afraid of becoming a target themselves.”

“And I hate to say it, but it probably won’t be long till something happens to someone else. No one’s close to catching those guys. And then people will get bored of picking on you,” I said.

“Here ya guys go,” Leslie handed out four shots, and kept one for herself. “To Bailey’s first night of drinking!”

Lizzie held her shot glass up, and smiled. “To Bailey!” She said.

Not knowing what to expect, I sipped down the liquor as if it was a glass of water. It was awful! I didn’t realize how much it would burn, or how…medicine-like? it would taste. I’m sure my displeasure was evident all over my face because the other girls started laughing.

The doorbell rang, and Jamie and Maria had arrived.

“Jeeze Bailey, you’re drinking!?” Maria spotted the empty shot glass in front of me.

“Haha, didn’t realize what an event this would turn into,” I said.

Jamie asked for a shot for herself. “Gotta catch up!” She said. Maria refrained, as she had driven the two.

“Alright, should we call our uber?” Leslie asked.

“Can they fit seven?” Adira asked.

“We can make it work,” Leslie said. She called the uber and we continued to dance and talk and drink while waiting. I only took one more shot, not wanting to overdo it. But it was enough to get me in a cheery, free state of mind. I was beginning to see why people enjoy this.

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CRAIG

Colton, Jay, and I arrived to the escape room and were the first ones there. While waiting for the girls, we decided to smoke a blunt in the parking lot.

“Who’s all coming to this anyway?” Colton asked.

“Not sure. Kaila, Anita, obviously Leslie. Naomi,” I answered.

“Nice,” Colton was pleased when I said the name of the cute sophomore.

“That's a baaad group,” Jay said. “Think Naomi sports a 70s porn bush like her friend?”

“Haha, nope. Know for a fact, actually,” Colton laughed.

“Oh shit! You hit that!?” Jay held out his fist. “My dog!”

“Haha, nah, unfortunately. She flashed me, back in the final four hotel night. Craig you were there, remember?”

“Course I remember,” I said. “How could I forget that? You weren’t supposed to say anything though.”

“Eh, it was like 2 months ago.”

“Damn, how I always miss the good shit,” Jay took another puff. “How the fuck you get her to flash both of y'all? And her coochie?!”

“Booze,” Colton laughed.

“Ahhhh shit here comes Kaila and Anita, c’mon,” Jay said. We finished the blunt and stepped out of the car, heading over to the girls.

“Ladies!” Jay hugged the two cheerleader friends. Colton and I followed.

“Craig…..are you smoking weed?” Anita eyed me with suspicion.

“One blunt, relax,” I said. “Why you calling just me out anyway?” I laughed.

“Well, these two degenerates, it’s a given,” Kaila said.

“Should we go get checked in?” I asked.

“We gotta wait for Leslie, and the others,” Anita said. “You guys heading to her place afterward?”

“Was planning on it, y'all?” Colton said.

“Depends how long this takes. I’m on a strict curfew.”

Five minutes or so later, an SUV pulled up to the entrance of the escape room.

“Oh, damn,” Jay said as seven girls climbed out. I watched them get out, one by one, the last one like it was slow motion. Bailey. She looked gorgeous. Dark hair let down in soft curls, a tight pair of jeans, a lower cut thin sweater that showed off her figure. Jewelry to accessorize.
I quickly took my eyes off her before she noticed.

“What is this, some fucking smokeshow convention, Jesus,” Colton muttered to me and I chuckled. We began saying hi to all the girls.

“Hi Craig!” Bailey said with eagerness. She gave me a warm hug and it felt nice. The large group of us walked in.

“You think you’re gonna make it out?” I asked Bailey.

“Hopefully!”

“Heard those that don’t get hung up on a wall of shame. ‘This person couldn’t even outsmart our minimum wage creators.’”

“Nu uh!!” Bailey laughed, hitting me on the arm.

“Swear.”

“Well then, I’m sticking with you. If I go on that wall, you’re going too!”

I liked the sound of that.

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BAILEY

Craig and I entered the escape room, which was actually a multitude of rooms. We quickly split up from the rest of the group, which was my plan. We spent the next hour alone and it was…amazing. We laughed and flirted and solved puzzles together and it all came so natural.

We were moving from room to room with ease and it seemed a little too simple for all the hype this place was getting.

“This is it, Craig!” I shouted, as I discovered the remaining key.

“Ehhhh, feel like, something seems….off?” Craig said, sharing my uncertainty.

I stuck the key into the large door and swung it open. I stepped inside, and the room was pitch black. Not exactly the celebration I was hoping for.

“You think we – AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” I screamed as three zombies came busting out of nowhere! I jumped into Craig’s arms and he held me tight, and we burst out laughing together. But alas, we had lost. You get yourself surrounded by zombies, that means game over. The lights turned on and we exited into the lobby.

The rest of our group was almost all there, and looked at Craig and I with suspicion and amusement. 10 minutes later Kaila and Anita came out celebrating. There were the only two to solve the room and they rubbed it in our faces.

It turns out, there was no “wall of shame” like Craig teased me with. There was a wall for photos of the winners, though, and Kaila and Anita posed proudly for their picture.

I wasn’t ready for the night to end, but I was worried not everyone (okay mainly Craig) would be heading back to Leslie’s. Anita and Kaila already bailed, saying it was too late. Jamie and Maria weren’t gonna stick around either, as Maria was also out past her curfew.

Fortunately, Jay, Colton, and Craig arrived at Leslie’s. But I was displeased to discover that there were some newcomers. Shelby, Taylor, Landon, and Theo had shown up. I was somewhat angry with Leslie for inviting them, but I suppose they are her friends as well. Naomi and Lizzie weren’t happy with the new group of seniors – likely because Shelby had been joining in on Lizzie’s torture the past few weeks. They decided to leave, and then Jay and Colton went with them, I’m not sure where.

The party was down to Leslie, Adira, Craig, Landon, Theo, Shelby, Taylor, and me. Things weren’t going nearly as well as they were just 30 minutes ago.

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CRAIG

Welp, fuck. Bailey and I were really hitting it off during the escape room but somehow the night turned into the Landon show.

We were all back at Leslie’s, drinking, and playing Never Have I Ever. It’s a fun game, with the right group, like say, the group we had at the beginning of the night. But the group that ended up at Leslie’s was NOT the right group. Things turned mean spirited after a few rounds.

“Never have I ever….let my bush grow three inches thick bahahahaha!!” Shelby guffawed. “Too bad Lizzie left!”

Taylor and Theo laughed with her. Landon and Leslie smirked and rolled their eyes. No one else thought it was even a tad funny.

On top of that, no one put a finger down, meaning no one had sported wild pubes. At least no one was admitting to it. But Shelby wasn’t buying it. She looked at Bailey with raised eyebrows, and an exaggerated, accusatory expression on her face. All eyes went to Bailey and her face flushed, but she didn’t say anything.

I made sure everyone could see me putting my finger down.

“Craig!” Taylor said. “You did not!”

“Yup!” I said, taking a swig of beer. “My winter tradition. Rocking a fur coat right now!” The table laughed, and Bailey smiled at me.

“You are not, Craigory,” Shelby laughed, but thankfully, she dropped it.

“Okay, my turn,” Landon said. “Hmmmm. Never have I ever, seen an erect penis, other than my own!”

There were some chuckles from the table. Shelby, Taylor, Leslie, and Adira all instantly put a finger down. Mine stayed up. Theo, surprisingly put his down.

“Theo!?” Adira questioned.

“Eh…foursome last year at Colton’s Prom party.”

“With who?!”

“Bryce, Alexis, and Anna,” Theo answered.

“No way! Seriously?” Leslie said. “Did you know about this?!” She directed towards Alexis’ good friend, Shelby. Shelby shook her head no.

“Alright so, all the girls, and Theo, then,” Landon said.

“Wait…did Bailey put hers down?” Taylor asked, surprised.

Once again, all eyes were on my crush. She remained red, and gave a timid nod to indicate yes. I know it’s stupid and none of my business, but I felt a twinge of jealousy and disappointment.

“Okay, well, if we’re all just gonna lie, this game is pointless,” Landon said.

“I’m not lying!” Theo said.

“Not talking about you,” Landon said, eying his ex-girlfriend.

“I’m not lying,” Bailey said, shyly.

“Who?” Shelby asked.

“….you sent me pictures,” Bailey answered, looking at Landon, annoyed.

Taylor and Shelby burst out laughing.

“We’re not talking about pics bahahaa! Everyone’s seen pictures, obviously!” Shelby said.

“Hahaha, ahh right, forgot about those,” Landon said with pride.

“Alright, guys, welp, I gotta get headed home,” I announced, standing up. I looked at Bailey and paused.

“Yeah…errr...me too!” She said with urgency.

I caught Adira smiling at us.

“Ahh you guys are no fun!” Landon said, zero suspicion that anything was going on between Bailey and I.

“It’s like 3 AM dude,” Leslie said.

“….and????”

I got up and headed to the entrance of Leslie’s house.

“Thanks for having us, Les,” I said.

“Yeah,” Bailey said, significantly less cheerful than she was a few hours ago.

“Sorry, about them, B,” Leslie said. “I shouldn’t have invited them.”

“It’s okay,” Bailey said.

Then Leslie shut the door and it was just Bailey and me. There was awkward silence between us, for the first time all night.

“You live close by, right?” I said, forcing conversation.

“Yeah, just over there,” she pointed. “It’s a short walk.”

“I’ll walk with you,” I said. “Need to call an uber anyway.”

“Oh, you don’t…”

“It’s 3 AM Bailey. And I want to, anyway,” I said. She smiled at me, and we walked.

“Hey Craig, thanks for…putting your finger down earlier. You know, when Shelby was acting like that. And then again, for taking attention off me. At the end.”

“No problem. I don’t know when she turned into such a bitch,” I replied. “Feel like she wasn’t like that till this year.”

Bailey didn’t say anything.

“That game sucks, anyway,” I said.

“It’s not very fun,” Bailey agreed. More silence. “But the escape room was!”

“Hahaha, yeah that was way better.”

“Welp…this is my humble abode,” Bailey said, as we strolled up her driveway. “Well, my parents' anyway. Did you call your uber yet.”

“Doing it now.”

“K. I can wait outside with you. Sorry, don’t wanna go inside and wake my brother up.”

“Understandable.”

“Jeeze, it’s gotten so cold out from earlier!” Bailey said. She was shivering. I moved closer to her. Her dark eyes looked like saucers underneath the porch light.

This was it, and for once, I recognized it in the moment. If I didn’t make a move here, nothing would ever happen between us. It was time to take a risk.

I kissed her.

She kissed me back.

And we kissed for what somehow felt like an hour and 10 seconds.

“Finally,” she beamed.

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BEN

Bailey was out late when our parents were visiting one of their friends out of state. It’s not like her to break her curfew – even when my parents aren’t home. But tonight, our back door squeaked open at 3:37 AM, waking me up. I feigned sleeping when I heard her tip-toeing up the stairs.

Tap……….Tap…………Tap

My sister took each step with caution, in an attempt to not wake me. The taps came closer and closer, until they paused in front of my room. I deepened my breathing, and lie as still as possible. Bailey advanced into her room and I heard clothes coming off. Man, I wish I would’ve snuck my phone in there, but I had no idea when she would be home. I thought about barging in on her, to “see if she made it home okay,” but she’d be quick to cover – and would have plenty of clothes and sheets around to help her do so.

About 5 minutes later, she opened the door and light crept into the hallway. She turned the light off, but didn’t go to bed. I heard quiet, cautious, footsteps as Bailey snuck into the bathroom. I wasn’t sure what state of dress my sister was in, but I was sure as hell going to find out.

The bathroom door closed and I heard the faucet running and a mechanical toothbrush buzzing. I leaped out of bed and hurried over to my sister’s room. In a rush, I locked her door from the inside, and pulled it shut as I stepped back into the hallway. I raced back to my bed, and got my phone ready.

Bailey took forever as I lay there in a borderline panic that was becoming all too familiar. The adrenaline was starting to bring me comfort in these moments. It meant a reward was soon to follow. Eventually, the bathroom light turned off, the door opened, and tip-toes headed toward me.

“What the…..” Bailey muttered to herself as she rattled the locked doorknob.

I pounced out of bed, with my phone out, flashlight on, spy app recording. I entered the hallway and just as I had presumed, Bailey stood there, scantily dressed. She was only wearing an itty bitty bright pink thong.

I recorded a shot of her astounding ass before she turned to face me.

“Ben…….stopppppp!” Bailey groaned, as she urgently cupped her boobs into a hand bra. My flashlight illuminated her scarcely covered body.

“What the hell are you doing, it’s almost 4 AM?!” I faked anger.

“Please, stop!” Bailey pleaded, ignoring my question. She reached an arm out and swiped at my phone and I got a glimpse of cleavage, before her arms regained their shielding state. She sighed, and her shoulders slunk in a miserable manner. “Ben…please quit doing this… it’s so weird, and creepy, and…wrong. You’re really making me worried.”

“I’m not doing anything! I just woke up, I thought you might be someone breaking in and got scared, cause dad’s not here.”

Bailey stood silent and blinked fast at me. Her eyes flooded with frustration. She took another deep sigh. “I’m your sister, Ben. This is getting soooooo messed up. You need help!” Bailey implored. She nodded at the door. “I know you locked it.” There wasn’t even anger in her accusation. Just disappointment, concern, futility.

“What?! No I didn’t!” Deny. Deny. Deny.

Bailey closed her eyes, thinking to herself, shaking her head. All the while hiding her breasts from me and my phone. Her tits squished against her arms – begging to be freed. There was just a skimpy triangle of material covering her lower charms.

“What do I have to do, Ben?” Bailey asked, soft, dejected.

“Huh?”

“What do I have to do to make you ADMIT you’re trying to see me. And to get you to stop doing it!”

….

My mind raced, but I had to keep my wits about me.

“I…..I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I squeaked.

“Yes, you do,” she was peeved. “...What if..." She sighed. "What if I show you?” Hopeless.

“Huh?”

“If I just let you see me, will you please stop?”

OH….MY….GOD

“Gross!” I responded, not even close to convincingly.

“I’m serious, Ben. This is it, this is your chance. Tonight – and that’s it. That’s the window. As long as you promise to STOP. DOING. THIS.”

“I errrrr…..”

Fuck it. Bailey clearly wasn’t buying it.

“Fine,” I said, a creepy smirk surely arising on my face. “How long?” I blurted out, hungrily.

Bailey took a deep breath, thinking. “As long as it takes,” she gave in, shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

“Okay!”

“You have to promise, Ben,” She warned.

“Okay, okay, I promise.”

“Promise what?”

“That I’ll stop doing this!”

“Doing what?”

“….trying…..to see you,” I mumbled.

“Say it all at once. Admit it to me, and promise that you’ll stop doing it,” Bailey commanded.

“I admit I’ve been….trying to…” I cringed. So did my sister. “….see you naked. And I promise to stop doing it!”

She stared blankly at me, still covering.

“Okay, there, happy? I said it, good?” I exclaimed.

“Okay,” Bailey let out another deep breath, this one longer and more pronounced than any before it. She closed her eyes and turned her head, shrinking into herself. Wincing, she dropped her arms to her hips and unhappily showed off her perky titties!!!

I gawked at them with my phone out, spotlight on my topless sister. But it wasn’t perfect.

“I’m turning the light on,” I announced, not asking.

Bailey grimaced, shaking her head. “Whatever,” she murmured.

I flicked the switch on and turned my phone flashlight off. Bailey’s skin was even more attractive in the warm, soft lighting of the hallway. She was glowing. I held my phone out to capture her rack while her eyes were still shut. She didn’t know I was filming. Once satisfied, I stuck my phone in my t-shirt pocket – thankful that I was wearing a shirt that had one – making sure the camera lens remained above the pocket.

My eyes went back to Bailey’s boobs. My sisters’ tits did not sag a single centimeter from when she was holding them in her arms. The definition of gravity defying. And round, and explosive, and BURSTING right in my face! Her nips were so faint, and puffy, and nice sized too. Just one year ago I would have said you were crazy…two absolute rockets on my sister’s chest!!!

“Can you turn around,” my voice cracked, several minutes later, once I was ready to move on.

Bailey opened her eyes for the first time. Probably a mistake as she gasped when she saw the look on my face, mesmerized by her breasts. Her lids shut again and she turned around with hesitation.

Bare ass time. And it didn’t disappoint. Bailey’s soccer ass is fruit shaped, engulfing her hips. Her butt cheeks have striking round curves to them before they snuggle in nice and tight above her thighs. But the presence of her thong bothered me.

“I’m just gonna pull this – “

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” Bailey screamed, and squealed when I reached out to try and pull her underwear down.

“OKAY! OKAY!” I backed off, worried I might have blown it. My sister turned and scowled at me. “I’m sorry!” I lifted my hands up. “It’s just…well you said…naked,” I whimpered.

“I’ll do it! Now, BACK. UP!”

“Okay, okay, fine!” Whew. I backed away, hands still up, and met Bailey’s eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds, and once she was calmed, she lowered the back of her panties down to mid-thigh, holding the front side up with her hands. My gaze drifted downward.

Bailey has two cute dimples on the small of her back. I never noticed them before, probably due to my phone’s limits, but they serve as a nice welcome mat before BOOM, flawless bare butt! Not too big, certainly not too small. Athletic, plump, supple – it took all I had to not give it a spank, and find out how it bounces. But I couldn’t fuck this up just yet.

It was finally time. Months of lustful waiting. Peaks here and there, but only as teases and reflections. My dick was about to detonate.

“Turn back around,” I quivered.

“How much longer, you’ve seen everything, Ben,” Bailey protested.

“No, I haven’t!” I exclaimed. “Please just turn around and then I’m done, okay?”

“Fine.”

Bailey followed my orders and turned back to face me. I briefly met her nervous, dark, brown eyes. They descended, and discovered the tee-pee in my shorts.

“Oh myyyy God…..nooooo,” Bailey groaned, her cheeks flushing. But I didn’t give a shit how embarrassed or ashamed she was. There’s no going back now. We had already crossed the line. The lights were on. Bailey was standing there, helpless, topless, clutching her thong with both hands. I was going to get what I’ve been waiting for.

“Okay, take your underwear down,” I tried to say it as forcefully as I could, but it came out squeakier than ever.

“Ben, NO. You’ve seen enough! Wayyyyyyy too much already,” She laughed with irritated disbelief.

“This was part of the deal!”

“I never said that!”

“You said naked! That doesn’t mean underwear!”

“YOU said naked! YOU. Not me!” Bailey whined. “I said I’d let you see me, and I have!”

“Come ON!!” I cried. There’s no way she was doing this to me. I was so close.

“You’re being a baby! And it’s SICK! Begging to see your SISTER’S private parts!!!” Bailey properly pulled her thong up and moved her arms back over her rack. She stood there, arms crossed, furious, one leg out in front of her.

It was a standoff. I didn’t move. I kept my eyes on Bailey’s, not wanting to piss her off any further. Fifteen seconds passed. Thirty. A full minute.

“You made a deal,” I broke the silence. My sister sighed, and rolled her eyes. Her stare found its way back down to my shorts, and thankfully, my erection had died down (somewhat), no longer rock hard to embarrass Bailey any further.

“You seriously have to see it?” She shuddered.

I just nodded.

“And then this is it?”

I nodded again.

“You promise?”

“I promise,” I whimpered. I was becoming hard again. The anticipation was too much.

Deep breaths, my sister collected herself, thoughts surely racing. Inhale...eyes looking at the ceiling. Exhale...eyes wandering, landing on anything but me. Inhale...eyes glistening, chest rising. Exhale...eyes beginning to squint. Inhale...lips pursed, Bailey grimaced. Exhale...her cheeks flushed scarlet in the light of the hallway, her dimples became more pronounced. I could feel it, any second now. Inhale….cringing, both hands dropped to her waist and my eyes fired back to her exposed boobs. Her fingers slid beneath the waistband of her thong.

My gaze slithered downward. Past the torpedoes on her chest. Past her attractive, flat tummy. Past her slim belly button.

Bailey turned her head away and gulped. Then, finally….

She begrudgingly pulled her underwear down and bared her bald little kitty to her younger brother!!!! My sister’s hands rested on her hips and I basked in the full-frontal views with which she granted me. I gawked, bug eyed, for at least a minute, and was obviously back to a rigid, throbbing, hard-on. Making sure Bailey’s eyes were still shut, I pulled my phone from its pocket and recorded a close-up view of her tits and pussy and everything in between. While recording, Bailey’s legs twitched, and her panties fell from the midst of her thick thighs, helplessly down to her ankles.

“Woah….” I accidently let out. I rushed my phone back into the pocket.

Bailey opened her eyes. “Ohhhhhhmygoshhhh Ben, please!” She groaned, seeing me in an elated trance. I didn’t care. I bent forward, not wanting her to spot my boner, but also craving as close a look as she would allow.

She has such a delicate, soft appearing mound. A silk pillow, 100 percent hairless, even to the naked eye. Her thighs are beautiful – toned and athletic with an impressive hips-to-waist ratio. All this the perfect complement to her sexy little slit. Well centered, zipper tight, clean. as. a. whistle. I CANNOT believe this thing!!!

“Do you shave it every day?” I don’t know what got into me, blurting that out. I was drunk on horny euphoria.

“SERIOUSLY?!?! Okay, we are DONE!!!!!” Bailey’s hands shot over her pussy.

“No, no, I’m not done!

“I AM!”

“You said as long as I want!!”

“NO!”

“I already know it’s bald!”

Bailey winced, and her uncovered titties jiggled.

“A baaaaald eagle…” I grinned, mocking her. She scowled. “I know what it looks like so what’s one more minute!”

“10 seconds!”

“30!”

“Fine.” Bailey was pissed now. “THERE!!!”

She once again exposed her coochie!

“One…Two…Three….” She began counting.

I got up closer than ever, Bailey’s countdown adding urgency. I surveyed every immaculate inch of my sister’s smokin hot vagina. But I still couldn’t get enough, a full on cooze hound.

“Twenty…. Twenty-One!” Bailey’s eyes were open, but she was staring forward, over my head. I was on my knees at this point.

“Twenty-three…. Twenty-four….”

Bailey’s statement from earlier replayed itself in my mind. “This is your chance. This is the window.” Just seeing wasn’t gonna be enough for me.

“Twenty-five…. Twenty-six….”

“Sorry I just need to –”

Inhibitions aside, I reached my right hand up and felt up Bailey’s mound! HOLY FUCK it’s softer and squishier and smoother than I could have ever imagined!!! I was lightning quick, my index and middle finger descended to the top of Bailey’s pussy lips.

“WHAT THE - !!!!!!” My sister erupted.

“I gotta see – “

I spread my fingers wide, taking Bailey’s lips with them! I saw flashes of pink and it felt slippery, WOW WOW WOWWWWW!!!!! I continued to spread, and unveiled what I’m almost positive was my sister’s tiny little clit!! JACKPOT!!!!!! I came in my shorts as Bailey swatted my hand away with ferocity, and slammed fists down on the top of my head.


“- FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU FREAK!!!!” Bailey cowered against the wall, and shot her hands to pointlessly hide her boobs and box. Her eyes exploding with humiliation and rage. It didn’t take long for her to spot the mess I made in my shorts. “OHMYGOD GROSS! GROSS! OHMYGOD EWWWW!!!!” She hyperventilated – huffing and puffing and swearing and gagging. “This isn’t happening!” She flashed her tits for me, and began jostling her doorhandle, desperately hoping it had magically unlocked. Realizing it was futile, she covered back up. “Please tell me you didn’t just ….” She groaned, “…jizz yourself?”

A sheepish grin appeared on my face. I couldn’t help it. I was embarrassed too, and well, that’s how I showed it.

“WHAT THE HECK it’s not funny Ben!!” Baily spat. “you’re a….you’re a full blown incel…” She looked back up at the ceiling.

I hate that term. “You were wet too!” I hissed. I held my fingers up at her. “I felt it!”

“OHMYGOD SHUT UP!!!” Bailey blasted. “You don’t even know what you’re talking about!”

“Do too!”

“Your brain is so porn infested, Ben!” She seethed. “You’re gonna grow up old and alone in front of your computer! Open my door!”

“Let me get a key,” I answered. I went and grabbed a small wire key from my room. When I came back, Bailey had pulled her underwear up and had her back facing me. I began struggling to stick the wire in the door handle to release the button lock.

“First and last girl you’ll ever see naked and it’s your freaking sister,” Bailey ranted, no longer screaming. I just ignored her. Finally, the lock clicked, and the door open. Bailey entered, then swung it nearly closed. She left it cracked.

“If I EVER catch you trying to see me naked again, I swear to God I’m going straight to Mom and Dad, and then to the cops,” She warned. She didn’t wait for my response. She slammed the door the rest of the way closed and then pressed the lock.

[Pattareth]

That was the most immersive, well executed, reserved girl build up reveal I have ever read. And I have read millions of words worth of these kinda of stories. That was perfectly executed. I have never had a story make me feel the same kind of hormonal adrenaline rush you get when seeing one of your crushes naked for the first time the way that this one has. Seriously, the thrill i got from reading this was addictive. That was the single best pay-off i have ever experienced from a story, period. You have officially become the best erotica author i have ever read (and probably will ever read). That single, short lived climactic chapter has established you forever as one of the greats for me personally. Before i said you had become an artist at writing these enf scenarios, now I see you as the greatest enf author of all time. That was incredible. I think my heartrate got up to 140 from that. That was like rediscovering porn for the first time again. Thank you so much. I would actually sell everything i had and pay thousands of dollars to be able to feel that kind of rush again. I don’t know what else to say to express how incredible that was. Why are you not officially published yet dawg??? Thanks again. Hopefully one day I’ll be able to write like you. 10/10

[Freesub]

One of my favourite stories, it's extremely well written, It makes me feel like I'm part of this group of "cool kids" seeing everything go down.
Also Ben finally gets to touch Bailey! I hope Bailey secretly likes it, and lets him do it again