Someone brought it to her that night. Taken care of her. The edges were worn down from so much handling, and Thomas sat still, his head sagging as his sister looked at his most treasured photo.
"You... took this?" Tara asked.
"Can I have it back?" William didn't lift his head.
"Why... why not one of these?" She lifted up one where she was just out of the shower, the towel only barely hiding her bare body from the eye of the camera. "I mean, you were looking for something sexy... right?"
William breathed deep and spoke to the covers, "Those ones... could be anyone. I've got lots more like them. But I wanted... I wanted to see my sis, not anyone else. You're -" William looked up, but was stopped from the look on Tara's face. "I'm sorry! I'll get rid of it. It wasn't right of me, I..."
"Stop it." Tara said. William quieted down. Being a big sister had its perks and Tara took full advantage of them, "You were getting off to this? My face?"
"Y-yes -- but no! It's not just your face, it's... uh... you." William always talked in artsy nonsense when he got flustered, but Tara felt it this time -- like it wrapped around her heart, making her want to breathe in deep to give it room. "I... I saw that guy." William clenched his jaw, but quickly stopped, "I mean your boyfriend. And he --"
"Ex-boyfriend now," Tara corrected.
"I kinda figured," William said, "But I saw you two... And he didn't give a shit about you, Kitty. He didn't even care that he was hurting you, or that he wasn't pleasing you! And it made me so... so mad."
"You jack off when you're mad?"
"No!" William retorted, "Well, not usually. But I saw you when you were on top, the way your face looked before he fucked it up, and you were so beautiful and sexy and -- and it just made me mad that it wasn't me with you!" William paused before his face fell again, "Er, wait -- oh fuck. Wait wait, I meant to say that I, you..."
"Shhh," Tara said, stepping towards her brother, "It's fine. I get it."
"You... you do?"
"Yeah, I do," She climbed onto the bed.
"Wait, sis-?"
"Shhh, it's okay little bro," she pulled back the sheet and straddled his hips. William's blush spread through his cheeks like wildfire as his half-naked sister leaned over him, and he fought in vain to keep his eyes from roving over his gorgeous sister's body.
"K-Kitty? What are you do-?"
"Shh! Jeez William, do I have to spell it out for you?" Tara edged her hips down and met his. The moment she felt his half-hard c*ck nestle along her thin panties, a hot shock electrified up her spine. William groaned with his wide-eyes trained on hers, and when she caught her breath she looked back down.
"I've never thought about you like this before, William. I mean it. But when I saw all this... When I heard you saying those things about me, your big sister..." The phrase made her heart skip a beat, "I... well, I liked it."
"Liked... it?" William asked in a small voice.
"Yeah... I liked it a lot," Tara felt a smile creeping onto her lips. He brother really was kind -- kinder than any of her boyfriends ever were. And talked so dirty about her, his sister! It felt so wrong to be like this with him, but having her little brother's c*ck pressing against her felt so, so terribly good. He wasn't a kid anymore, age or otherwise. That much was obvious.
"Liked... how?"
"Oh my god William! Like this!" Tara clued in her clueless brother by grinding her soaking crotch over his member. He stiffened and let out a yelp that degenerated into a moan. Tara wasn't immune herself -- she felt her brother's c*ck grow taut and jut against her, and she bit back a moan herself. "You turned me on, idiot!"
"Ohhh - I did?" Tara didn't stop, and William couldn't hide his pleasure from her.
"Does it feel like you did? Ohh," Tara angled herself so his c*ck nudged her panty-covered clit.
"Oh god Kitty -- you're so wet!"
"You made me like this bro," his breathy sibling replied, "Now do you get it?"
"Y-yeah, oh god..." William arched up, pressing harder against his sister's eager snatch. Tara pressed back. Another strange shockwave possessed her. She wanted more. No -- needed more.
"But it's William..." one part of her said, "You can't fuck your brother. It's so wrong!" But her body screamed otherwise. William tore her between being the responsible big sister she was supposed to be and the horny young woman she knew she was. She couldn't decide, even while teasing her little brother till his bare c*ck plowed along her silky panties like a spade.
"Sis, ughhh," William arched again, "Are we going to..."
"I... ohh... I don't know... Maybe we should-"
"Kitty!" William gasped to cut her off, "Let me taste you!" Tara's heart flipped in her chest. The request stopped her hips dead where they were. She sat stunned, feeling her pussy spiking with heat. Now was the time to be a good sister and stop before their act went any further.
"Umm... Okay."
"Okay!? That wasn't doing the right thing!" Tara's mind screeched, but she was already rolling onto her back. Her mind raced as the sheets rustled beneath them, and while she was still reeling from it all her little brother was looking down at his nearly-naked sister. More than looking -- feeling. Feeling all along her bare arms, her shoulders, her chest...
"Can I...?" William tentatively fingered the straps of her bra.
"Yes..." Tara breathed. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, but William deftly unfastened the front anyway and slowly opened her up. It was chillier than in the living room, but the heat from William's palms quickly warmed her soft breasts. He handled them so gently, as if he thought they would break -- petting and caressing, and pressing his fingers just so. It felt good, and soon Tara let out a bated breath and allowed her body to entice her brother's hands.
William breathed deep, focused entirely on his sister's bare chest. "God sis, they're beautiful," he murmured, petting along her bell-shaped globes.
"Mmm, that's good..." Tara stretched and relaxed. She didn't realize how tense she was before from William getting on top of her. But he wasn't like Samuel. Not at all.