Chapter 4

I guess both of us knew where our relationship was heading, but were both too nervous to push it farther quickly lest we ruin things. Well, at least that’s how I felt, and I liked to imagine that’s how Martine felt too.

Bit by bit, our intimacy became more natural and familiar, but the ultimate act was still somewhat of a forbidden act. We’d play and make each other feel good. But each step forward along the way was taken very carefully and hesitantly.

A week after we had started jerking each other off, I wanted more, but wasn’t sure how to go about it, so I thought maybe going to the loft and looking at the magazine together was one way to push things forward.

“Hey, sis, it’s been a while since we’ve been to the loft. Wanna go and look at the magazine together?”

“The loft? Why not as usual in bed? Wouldn’t you prefer to be more comfortable? The hayloft doesn’t have nice sheets.”

“I don’t know, I like being in the loft with you. We can bring in a blanket so that we don’t sit directly on the straw.”

“I prefer my bed. How about you go get the magazine and meet me in my room? I’ll be ready.”

“OK.” I replied. On the inside, I was a little disappointed, but not too much. Having the magazine with us in the bedroom was new, and I hoped that it would move things forward.

I went quickly to the loft and fetched the magazine and sprinted back to Martine’s room, hoping to get something nice out of the day. Getting jerked off by Martine’s lubricated, soft hands felt awesome, but somehow had become unsatisfying.

I entered my sister’s room to find out that she was still in the bathroom.

So I sat up in the middle of her bed, propped up against her headboard.

Surprisingly, Martine walked into the room completely naked. While she’d been naked before, it always started with her at least partially dressed and took off her clothes as things progressed, but this was a new level of personal comfort around me.

“Wow, sis, I didn’t know it before, but I like it a lot to see you so casually naked. Maybe you should do it more often around the house.”

“Oh, you think so?”

“I sure do. You look delicious flaunting your nudity like that.”

“Delicious, huh?”

“Yep.” I affirmed, not really knowing where we were heading with this banter.

“Maybe I’ll take you up on that soon.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing, don’t worry about it. How about you participate? I like to see you naked too. Why are you still so dressed up?”

Wordlessly, I jumped up from the bed and shed my clothes quickly, standing there not knowing what to do now that we were both in our birthday suits.

“You brought the magazine?” Martine asked after she looked me all over, paying the most attention to my ultra-hard cock.

“Yeah.” I said, pointing to the side table where the magazine was laid.

“How about you sit again the way you were, and we read the magazine together?” Martine suggested.

I did as she asked and returned to my spot at the headboard, spreading my legs wide to make room for Martine to take her spot in front of me.

Martine grabbed the magazine and climbed on the bed, sitting in front of me and laying back against my chest. I loved the feeling of her naked back against my front and wrapped my arms around her, bringing one hand up to cup a tit while the other slid down to rest on her belly, right above her bush.

“Hmmmm...” Martine let out and opened the magazine.

As we looked and commented on the pictures, my hands were gently tweaking Martine’s sensitive spots. From her nipples to her wet pussy, my hands were very attentive to Martine’s erotic needs.