Chapter 1

Lily

Lily threw the last of her t-shirts from the cardboard box, into her new wardrobe. Looking around she was satisfied that the last of her unpacking was finally finished. Lily and her family had been unpacking for days and she was so relieved to finally be done. Now her room was an orderly collection of fashion photography on her walls, some lesser-known boyband posters, her collection of camera equipment over the years on a shelf, all under a blue and purple color palette she’d guilted her parents into painting for her.

Lily and her family had just moved from overseas to this place called Mactown. She’d never heard of it but her parents had been hearing from the grapevine that it had some really great job opportunities, and an apparently top-quality education for kids. Lily had complained for months about the move, but she was outvoted once her brother got into a university nearby.

Lily let out a satisfied exhale. She still had to take the boxes out and to the trash, but she could reward herself with a relaxing sunbathe. She went to her new filled wardrobe and pulled out some bathing suits, throwing them on her bed. She then stripped her oversized white t-shirt over her head and dropped her shorts to her ankles so she was naked except for the sky blue panties she was wearing.

Lily took a moment to admire her body. At five feet and two inches she never felt tall and knew her growth had come to an end. Her skin was a softly tanned Caucasian from time spent in the sun, the cherry on top her splash of freckles across her nose and rosy cheeks. Her hair was a cascade of light and shining brunette locks that reached past her shoulder blades. She had piercing grey eyes that were big and round. Her cheek bones were high but also soft looking. Lily’s breasts were her most impressive feature, especially at fourteen. They were heavy and full mounds with a round shape and a surprising amount of lift for their weight and size. Her nipples were the same color as her hair and small. Even facing front Lily could see the edges of her full heart shaped ass. She knew it stuck out provocatively and made her already wide hips look even wider. In fact, her waist wasn’t skinny slim, but her curves so accentuated her body that the rest of Lily looked slender.

Before they moved Lily had been in middle school, in a friend group of girls who liked anime, board games, and drawing. She really liked them and missed them every day. And collectively they hated on the girls the whole school considered ‘popular’ which were almost always the pretty girls who got the most male attention. Lily and her friends were content to hang out and go to the beach making mean jokes about those girls seemingly forever.

About a month before Lily moved, they’d gone to the beach as something of a preparation for her departure. It was something they did often enough, but rarely did any of them have the self-confidence or bodily awareness to put on flattering bathing suits. They’d whisper to each other like they were speaking hushed secrets, taboo in the circle of their friendship, curious about each other’s bodies because they so rarely put themselves in those kinds of situations. They’d all suggest and dare each other to do something that would put them out there. Flirt with a boy, get their hair done, put on a bikini. Lily was the first one to be daring. She’d whispered to her friends that she’d ordered a bikini and was going to try it on that day. They’d gone red in the face and whispered to each other in surprise. Lily had gotten it late and wasn’t able to try it on until they got to the beach. She brought a different outfit in case her fears were realized and she looked terrible. But once she tried it on Lily was astonished.

She didn’t know when she’d developed so well. It’s not like she hadn’t seen herself naked. But this was the first time it wasn’t in the sterile environment of her shower, the first time she was looking at herself as someone who might be desirable to another. And if she was being honest, she understood why the popular girls were so damn confident all the time.

Lily looked good. Lily looked really good. Lily thought she even looked ... sexy. More so than any of the girls at her school.

In the yellow with blue trim bikini Lily’s tanned body popped. At fourteen she was filling into curves she never knew she had. Her breasts, which had started to grow were much larger than she had fully appreciated, especially in the triangles of her top she immediately realized were too small. The high hipped bottom accentuated her widening hips and rested comfortable on her slim waist. She turned to look at her ass, which she’d never appreciated before. She was certain she’d find it flat and boring, but to her shock her ass was full, perky, and seemingly as heavy as her chest. Lily was getting turned on by her own body!

She’d shocked her friends by her wardrobe choice, shocked them more by her body. Things weren’t the same for Lily after that day. She hadn’t showed off like that again to them. But she started shopping for revealing bikinis and searched boys without their shirts, which quickly turned to looking up older men in masculine poses and activities, often less clothes than acceptable. She never stopped spending time with her friends, or stopped making fun of the popular girls, but she was beginning to seek boy’s attention more. Once a boy said she had nice hair that day and it was a hundred times more arousing than looking at herself in the mirror of the changing room. Her friends also started teasing her, but not so much that she resented them for it.

Lily always like fashion photography and was always practicing with her own camera, but now she’d developed a growing desire for bikinis and flattering outfits.

After fishing through her bathing suit drawer, the one-pieces now forgotten, Lily pulled out a pink and turquoise two piece with a sheer skirt to compliment it. The bottom did nothing to hide the camel toe. The top was, as always, two small for her now fully developed and impressively provoking tits. Her breasts were positively spilling out of the sad cloth squares. As a final touch she put her hair into a messy bun up top.

With a towel over her shoulder and her phone in her hands, Lily made her way downstairs where her dad was making lunch. She bumped into the counter and leaned over to look at what he was doing. Her chest rested on the cold countertop.

Her dad was a tall man with a head of hair that was slowly greying. He had a body that showed signs of once being fit and muscular, but age and experience had put on some pounds, and while he was broad shouldered his back carried tiredness and his belly had grown stockier. He was still an attractive man though, with a strong jaw and bright eyes, but clearly carried age.

“Hey dad.” Lilly was almost skipping through the kitchen. “Whatchya making?”

“Hey sweetie.” He gave her a quick side glance, then a second when he noticed her outfit. “Just some sandwiches. I’m putting my new sauce in them.”

“Mmmm, tasty. You’re such a chef dad,” Lily teased.

“Hardly, I’m a data scientist.” He gave her another look and Lily prepared herself. “Honey you know your mother doesn’t like you dressing ... like that.”

“Like what daddy?” She tried to sound innocent, but her cheeks burned, and Lily turned her face down in embarrassment.

“Just ... be careful ... ok. Your mother is a worrier, but she’s not so far off base. Plus, I think the Robinson’s are out.”

Lily peeked out to her backyard. Across the fence their neighbors the Robinson’s were relaxing on their raised patio. There was Luke the oldest son who was already a year in the same college as Lily’s brother, Brandon was going to be a sophomore at Lily’s high school once the year started. Finally, their dad Mr. Robinson who always seemed to out on the patio drinking a beer when Lily wanted to be in the backyard. As a bit of a country man Mr. Robinson was a bit of an outlier in town, but he seemed generally accepted and even liked.

Lily didn’t mind them and neither did her dad. They were actually pretty nice as much as they knew them, but Lily did notice they stared at her a lot. She liked the attention and it made her feel good. But at some point, she started to feel exposed, even in a bit of danger. It was like a buzzing sensation down her spine and over her skin. Though, as much as they unnerved her, she did enjoy how risqué and exposed she felt. It was kind of a challenge for her, to see at what point she started to feel comfortable around them.

Honestly though, she was exaggerating. She was only anxious about it at first, but after twenty minutes or so she realized it wasn’t such a big deal and didn’t feel their stares so much.

Lily shrugged at her dad, “That’s ok, they’re nice.”

“Hmmm, maybe a bit too nice,” He replied.

Lily went outside without further discussion and using her phone and ear buds started listening to music as she laid out on the grass. Their backyard wasn’t vast, but it was large enough for a pool, jacuzzi, patio, and satisfactory amount of yard to relax on.

Just past the fence the Robinsons waved, and Lily waved back. Lily threw her towel out and spread it on the grass.

“Hiya Lily,” Mr. Robinson called out. “Doing some sun tanning?”

“That’s the plan,” she replied.

“We’re happy for the company,” Luke said.

“Lily, when are you going to come hang out with me? I can show you around town,” Brandon asked.

Lily gave a shy shrug. She’d never been asked out by a boy before. Was that what Brandon was suggesting? A date? “Well, I’m finally done with unpacking, maybe after school starts and everything’s calmed down.”

“Hard to calm down with a get up like that you have there,” Mr. Robinson said gruffly.

Lily’s cheeks burned. “You don’t like it?”

“On the contrary,” Luke replied. “You always come out here with the best bathing suits, it’s like a Victoria’s Secret show when we see you.”

Lily tucked her hair behind her ear to cover up for pointing her face for the ground. Her face reddened and she gave a shy and hushed “Ummm. Thank ... thank you.” Lily gave a small and nervous giggle, “Well ... I hope you don’t mind but I’ll lie down and ... you guys can ... enjoy the ... show.” Her volume decreased as the words came out and she was mortified by what they might have heard. She couldn’t believe she said that. It only came out because she didn’t know what else to say! Lily tried to shake it off and laid out on the towel and sun tanned.

“That’s ok, no need to mind us,” Mr. Robinson said.

Brandon wasn’t up with the memo though, “You’ve got a great body Lily. It’s no wonder you’re not shy about showing a bit of skin. I for one appreciate it.”

Lily thought his dad would reprimand him and his brother would chide Brandon for being so forward. But Luke only barked a laugh and Mr. Robinson nodded. Lily felt her whole body on fire. And tried to listen to her music, all too aware that they were all staring, Mr. Robinson most of all, like a dog looking out the window at a squirrel.

Luke coughed, “Uhh, let me know by the way if, uhhhh, you need more money for another one of those outfits.”

“Oh ... uhh ... yeah thanks! It was really nice of you guys,” Lily replied.

“But this time we’re going to choose what you get,” Mr. Robinson laughed.

Lily didn’t know how to answer that, so she didn’t.

She felt bad for exploiting them, but they had offered to pay for some outfits, and it was too tempting an offer. They’d hinted they wanted to choose the outfits, but Lily wasn’t going to be that daring.

She never felt like she could get to know Brandon and Luke. She was always distracted by how much their dad glued his eyes on her body. She could tell he was locked on her cleavage. And Lily knew she should probably be more repulsed by him. He was an old man with a clear fetish for younger girls. He had to be in his fifties or something, and his wife was no older than late twenties. Not that Lily saw her often ... or even knew her name. She seemed to stay inside most of the time. The first time they met, Lily mistook her as being Luke and Brandon’s sister.

The worst part was that Mr. Robinson was kind of hot. Luke was hot in the way young athletes are attractive, but Mr. Robinson had a gruff animalist manly thing going on that Lily didn’t appreciate until puberty raced through her mind and body.

Her dad called out for lunch and Lily had to go in early than she wanted to. She found their incessant staring disturbing, but also highly erotic. Both Luke and Mr. Robinson had no business looking at her the way they were, and Brandon could be outright rude to her sometimes. But their attention was so satisfying Lily couldn’t help but feel ... sexy, despite her young age. She felt their eyes stuck on her as she walked back inside and she had to resist the desire to shake her ass.

What’s going on with me?

She’d never been so out of control before. It was why she was silently glad her dad was bringing her back inside. He felt like a settling calm in a storm of raging hormones. Thanks to him Lily was able to keep her head clear and avoid going to the more revealing outfits, or flirting too much with Brandon and Luke. Her recent daring attitude often ended in clashes with Lily’s mom and without her dad Lily and her mom would probably be at each other’s throats.

Predictably, Lily’s mom came home and she immediately reprimanded Lily on her outfit.

Lily’s mom came in with a box in her arms, “Hi honey, Lily ... oh Lily ... what are you wearing?”

“I was suntanning outside,” Lily shrugged, “Dad said it was ok.”

Her mom and her dad shared a look.

“Betty, it was a nice day out, what was I supposed to say?” Lily’s dad looked sheepish.

Betty pursed her lips, “Were the Robinsons out?”

“They were perfectly nice,” Lily assured her.

“That’s what worries me,” Lily’s mom muttered. Her mom went to unpack their room leaving Lily and her dad in the kitchen to eat their sandwiches

Lily crossed her arms as she sat down, “Why does she always have to be riding me all the time?”

“That’s what moms do,” her dad said.

“Yeah, but you don’t mind how I dress, do you?”

“No, but you have to admit your outfits have become more ... revealing lately.”

“Come on dad,” Lily gripped her father’s arm tightly, “I know you like how I dress.”

Her dad couldn’t argue there. They started into their meals.

“Just convince mom to let off a little. I mean I buy my own clothes.”

“With an allowance we provide.”

“Not only that! Some ... friends ... help pay for it,” Lily avoided her dad’s gaze.

“Lily don’t tell me men are buying you clothes.”

“No ... at least not recently.” Lily chewed slowly in an awkward silence.

He groaned, “Sweetie that’s very irresponsible. You can’t do that.”

“But they offered and it’s so hard finding the right clothes. I’m just trying to feel good about myself ... you know?”

He groaned again, “ok ... ok, I’ll tell you what. If you promise to tone down the outfits around your mom and stop letting strange men and boys buy you clothes, then I’ll buy you more outfits.”

Lily lit up, “Really?”

“Yes, but careful around your mom. And I choose the clothes ok, I know your taste and it’s probably best I have some reign on that.”

Lily gave him a guilty smile.

“Thanks dad,” She gave him a squeeze and after her dad was done with his sandwich he left to help Lily’s mom.

Lily got up to clean her plate when she bumped into her brother Cal in the kitchen, who’d already finished his lunch.

Cal was tall, a young man now with stubble on his face and sandpaper hair. His eyes were strikingly blue like their mom’s and he had a very defined chin as well as his father’s strong jaw. His body was broad and muscled from many different activities he did, but mostly from his woodworking and carpentry. Lily’s old friends constantly teased her that Cal was hot, and she hated to admit that they were right.

“Mom would be more worried if she saw how much time you spent at the park in those yoga shorts.” Then there was a sharp slap on Lily’s ass, and she yelped. She turned and slapped his hand away.

Cal laughed as he danced away. It was a playful habit he’d developed over the past few weeks. No matter how many times Lily slapped his hand he’d never stop. Honestly, Lily tried not to like it, but it didn’t hurt so bad ... actually there was something ... exhilarating ... about it and she could never hold back her smirk for long enough.

Still, “Stop it Cal. I just go there to take photos and read.”

“Oh, I know. Every time I drop you off and pick you up I can always see how many other guys notice you reading under the tree. I have to get all territorial and scare them off.” He slapped her ass again, this time a little too deep.

“Stop it Cal.”

“Can’t dress like that and expect me not to take advantage of all that cheek.”

“I’m your sister,” Lily’s face burned.

Cal shook his hands in front of her, “Hands don’t know that.”

She rolled her eyes at him, to her frustration still with the smirk.

“You know school starts soon and most of those boys aren’t going to be your brother,” Cal said.

Lily shrugged, “Yeah, that’s a good thing.”

“But mom might have a point. I’ve heard a lot from some of the guys I’ve been hanging out with. You might be at an experience deficit ... you know, in comparison to everyone else.”

Lily tried to play it cool with a shrug, despite her anxiety rising, “What do I care about that?”

Cal got a little close, “All those guys coming up talking to you, saying nice things, they’re going to expect a lot.”

“Shut up,” Lily crossed her arms. “That’s their problem.”

Cal shrugged, “Yeah, but it might be nice to get some experience before you go.”

Lily gave him a look, “With who ... my brother.” She said it sarcastically, but he gave her a sly smirk.

“Don’t give me ideas,” Cal tugged her on the string in the middle of her bikini top, the one between her two cups.

Lily rolled her eyes, the smirk still on her face. “Don’t be gross, Cal.”

He pulled her in so they hips were touching, faces inches to each other, “I’m not, I’m just an older brother trying to make his little sister feel good about herself.”

Lily’s heart was hammering, her face red again. Her smirk turned into a shy smile. “You really think I look that good?”

“Definitely, no need to be shy Lily.” He touched her bare side and left it hot, before giving her a wink and going to his room.

She rushed to her room before she could be caught looking stunned. Plus, she did have to get rid of the boxes. He left her feeling warmer and warmer, a sensation Lily had been getting more used to and finding it more difficult to get rid of.

Lily had been having episodes of horniness more often starting a couple of weeks before they moved. It was just hormones obviously, but it was getting obsessive now. She tried masturbating once but it was so unsatisfactory she only felt hornier and frustrated afterwards. She didn’t try it again because she was afraid, she’d snap and scream at her family. Worse the episodes were happening at the most random times. She’d just be sitting at the dinner table while her mom and dad discussed the move and she’d be having a raging fire in her stomach. Or she’d be at the park and when she’d hear some boys talking she’d flood downstairs. She hated the fact the Cal often was one of the instigating factors. All he had to do was graze a finger in the right spot or compliment Lily on a skimpy outfit in the hallway and the gears would start turning. It only went away if she was able to distract herself long enough. And often when she had an episode later in the day there wasn’t enough activity or time to cool off. She’d often go to sleep burning up inside with almost nothing to satisfy her growing appetite. She was thankful for the move, but now it was almost over.

The one thing that she had (which she tried to avoid as much as possible!) was a window that stared out to the Robinson’s house, just at the right level and angle for Luke or Brandon’s window (she wasn’t sure which). But she was sure it wasn’t Mr. and Mrs. Robinson’s window because she knew they lived on the opposite side of the house.

Sometimes, when she felt so uncontrollably turned on like she might just scream she’d open her blinds and strip naked. It wasn’t anything fancy she just liked the idea that one of them might catch a glimpse through the window. It wasn’t a perfect angle, and they usually had their blinds drawn, but it was enough to get Lily to a level she needed. She often justified it by telling herself she was just trying on different outfits and needed the light for better judgement

Besides, it wasn’t like revealing outfits and sex was all Lily could think about. She had dreams about being a professional poet and photographer. When her parents said they were going to a place that was more open-minded Lily almost burst with joy at the possibility of finding people that shared her interests. She missed home, but it wasn’t a place bustling with intellectual variety or exploration. It was coal country, and the most exciting thing was the local watering hole which was fun, but one could only take so many photos at the watering hole before it got boring. Now they were in the suburbs, and only twenty minutes from the city.

Of course, some of that excitement was a little different after her parents told her about the ... sexual predators. Frankly, Lily thought that was hugely irresponsible of them, especially having an underage daughter. But they made her feel mostly secure about it. Cal had explained that it was probably the only place they could find jobs and get out of coal country. It was hard enough finding a good paying job anywhere, and they made it sound like their dream jobs, or rather their almost dream jobs. There was a lot of promise of upward movement.

So, Lily decided not to complain. Plus, she had to admit there was a level of danger and excitement that appealed to her. Living everyday with the possibility she might meet someone truly dangerous, someone shady with a dark and mysterious past. He’d wear a trench coat and sunglasses on cloudy days. They’d watch her and her friends from the edge of school grounds or the park. Lily’s friends from back home thought she was crazy, but she didn’t listen to them.

As she questioned these topics Lily was dumping out the last of her boxes and sorting her room. It was mostly just clothes left which she now had an insane amount of. Her dad had been buying her lots of clothes (something else that would start her engines). She’d also gotten away with getting people to buy her clothes back home. She was nervous to try here but she’d get out there soon, she was sure.

Before she knew it, she was stripped down naked admiring her body. She imagined an older man sucking and biting on it. Sometimes it was Mr. Robinson, sometimes it was a faceless predator, sometimes, she was ashamed to admit it, it was someone who looked a little like her dad. Her eyes were closed. Now they were sucking on her nipples and caressing her thighs.

She was tempted to put something on, something that would make her look even cuter, but her naked body was turning her on even too much. Her pussy was leaking down her legs. She was tempted to masturbate even though she knew it would only aggravate her.

Making a decision, she rifled through her wardrobe and found a pair of daisy dukes not meant for the public and a tiny green button up that made bras look prudish. She posed in different positions. Lily was obsessing over her own body. She was so lucky to look the way she did at her age. Her ass looked positively tasty in the shorts, shamelessly spilling out the back begging to be chewed on and split open.

“Hey Lily, Dad wanted me to ... whoa...”

Lily jumped and put her hand on her chest, hammering from the shock Cal had given her.

“Jesus Cal, you gave me a heart attack,” Lily said.

“I’m thinking I’m about to have one to,” Cal said.

Lily followed Cal’s eyes to her exposed cleavage. She knew she should yell at him, punish him in some way for staring at her body the way he was. But she couldn’t. She just could not ignore the heat all over her body.

“Is something wrong?” She asked, trying to find a middle ground between yelling and inviting.

“Yeah ... uh ... I mean no ... Dad just needs the frames in one of your ... boxes.” Cal approached her, still staring at her chest.

“Cal...” Lily didn’t know what to say.

He slid his hand from her exposed midriff down her backside to her almost naked butt cheek and squeezed with greedy hands. Lily wanted to put up a fight, but she just gasped and leaned into him, her hands on his chest. He put his other hand on the hem of her top and pulled it out of the way, revealing her teenage milkers. Cal fondled his little sister and Lily could feel the strength of his fingers digging into her young flesh.

“Cal stop it,” Lily said breathlessly. She pushed, trying to get him off her. But he was so much stronger and bigger it was a fruitless attempt. In fact, he pushed her into the wall.

Cal put his lips on one of her nipples and started to suck and bite. He swirled his tongue around her areolas. Now he had fingers exploring her ass crack, moving from the outside to the lower center of her ass, gradually moving deeper and deeper into her crack. He wasn’t aggressive, actually he was a little gentle, but he didn’t let her move and there was a low growl in his throat.

Lily whimpered and whined. She had her hands on his chest trying in vain to push him off. She looked over his shoulder at the open door to her bedroom. Their parents could walk in at any moment and to her dismay that spurred her inner heat even higher. She whispered at him to stop but to no avail.

Cal switched nipples and now both his hands were on her ass gently spreading her ass cheeks open. His body was pressed up tightly to hers. Lily could feel something hard and thick pressed up against her bare stomach. She realized it was his erection behind his jeans and immediately an image of a long and thick cock flashed in her mind, and she couldn’t scrub it out. He started to grind into her and the horror of possibly taking the whole thing inside her stuck in her mind and she whimpered in fear.

Suddenly it was over. There was space between them. Lily was breathing heavily, and Cal was looking at her in shock. His cock was tenting his shorts. He slapped her on the tit and she gave a sudden yelp. Before exiting Cal stole a deep passionate kiss, leaving her in her room with the door wide open.

Lily quickly closed the door and slid into bed, shock stunning her to immobility in her head. Before dozing off into dreams of intimidating naked men and her brother fucking her Lily couldn’t stop thinking about what happened, and she couldn’t help but thing she might’ve ruined it when she whimpered that last time.

Cal was tired of filling out paperwork. It seemed every week there was another ten pages of bureaucratic bullshit he had to write. He was spending every day in his room or at the dining table working on filling out paperwork. It’s what he was doing now.

He was started to wish he could just skip college. He’d much rather stay back home and talk to girls. But then again, the girls back home weren’t half as attractive as the girls here. Considering the circumstances, it was kind of an easy choice.

He was glad for meeting his roommate and some of the guys who’d be living in his dorm building. They were taking him out and showing him around Mactown almost every weekend. They’d even gotten him a fake ID to get into bars, not that it mattered, the bouncers seemed to only care about how many girls they brought in rather than how many years they’d been alive. Cal was going to bars, strip clubs, dance clubs, and house parties and the more he experienced the more he was sure his parents made a mistake moving here. Not that he was about to start complaining.

Of course, most of their outings were out of Mactown and into the city but his new friends assured him once the summer was over there’d be almost no reason to go downtown. Apparently, all the real action was in Mactown. Cal didn’t see why that would be, but they said summer was when the students all went on vacation or spent all their time at home.

That seemed to make sense to him, after all it was basically all him and Lily were doing now that the move was done. When they weren’t home Cal was drinking and playing video games with his friends or in the city in the evening, and Lily was at the park teasing all the drooling men.

Just as that thought crossed his mind she walked into the kitchen and was fishing around for a snack. Cal locked his eyes on her curves. She was dressed in tiny daisy dukes and a bikini top that their mom definitely wouldn’t have ok’d if she was home, and her hair was pulled up into a ponytail. Cal watched as his baby sister leaned over into the cabinets for snacks, then reached up high for chips with a few bounces that made her teen ass jiggle, then she searched the fridge, sticking her ass out. After what felt like a painstaking hour but certainly wasn’t more than a few minutes Lily settled on a popsicle. If Cal didn’t know any better, he’d say she chose it on purpose.