Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

As Molly changed into her bathing suit inside her tent, she saw her body in a whole new way. She was still streaked with dried cum. Her breasts and hips had tiny bruises on them from the day before. But it was more than that. Molly was used to looking at herself and seeing a failure. Big, tubby tits and fat, useless ass. It was like a symbol of her entire life: all the effort in the world but still not good enough. Molly got good grades, but Lexi had made the honor roll. Molly was a starter in soccer, but Austin had been captain of the football team. Molly would always be the lesser of the three siblings, ironic considering the bounty of her body.

Now, though-- half standing inside the tiny tent, everything tinted orange-ish by the sunlight seeping through the canvas -- Molly saw someone completely different. She was sexy. Her massive tits and fuckable hips.

Her father was the handsomest, bravest man she'd ever met, and he couldn't keep his hands off her. Those bruises on her boobs and thighs were like warrior tattoos. The many victories she'd earned. The mighty cock she'd slain. Again and again and again. Maybe Molly failed the one test her family put the most faith in, but it was OK because she was acing a completely different exam. One that her siblings and mother couldn't take, let alone pass.

It was more than the fucking. Though, clearly, that too. Molly saw her whole life in a different way now. While her brother and sister stayed home, Molly was going off to a major university. While her mother stared down the long road of obsolescence and regret, Molly had her whole life in front of her. And suddenly, still covered in her Daddy's cum, Molly found she loved the idea of where she was headed.

The blonde teen pulled on her bathing suit, a red one-piece with a turquoise stripe across the middle. It wasn't the sexiest outfit in the world, but Molly made it look fucking amazing. She giggled as she pictured her father's reaction when he saw her in it. Then she stopped herself.

Molly knew her mother was right. They had to get control of themselves. She'd always wanted her Dad. She hadn't been able to form that thought clearly before, but after the sex it had all fallen into place. It couldn't continue, though. What, she would bring her Daddy to prom? The two of them slow dancing in the middle of the gymnasium, white and yellow lights dancing over them while he held her tight in his arms. And then, back home, he would throw her onto her girlhood bed, spread her legs and... Yes!

No. If there was one thing Molly resolved, she wasn't going to let her Mom beat her. Not again. She would prove her strength. Her fortitude. The rest of them could fuck themselves silly across state lines. Molly would stay in control. She promised herself that.

The buxom blonde popped the straps on her shoulders, then unzipped her way outside. After the stale heat of the tent, the lakeside air felt cool and crisp. Lexi was already there, sitting on the picnic bench with an ice bag over her ankle. Molly's skinny, older sister was wearing a sea green bikini with ties at her neck and hips. The bathing suit was still fairly conservative, but like her younger sister, Lexi made the material look good.

"How's your ankle?" Molly asked. She sat next to her sibling on the bench. The two of them were not close. They didn't fight like Lexi and Austin, but Molly knew other girls had sisters that were like best friends. They'd share clothes and secrets and it was the two of them against the world. Molly hadn't ever had that with Lexi, though it had gotten worse since her older sister left for college.

When they were younger, Molly's older sister had called herself Alexis. Alexis had been sweet and kind. Easy to laugh and unafraid of anything. They didn't confide in each other, but there was something close to affection. Then Alexis went off to college and Lexi came back home, instead.

Lexi wasn't always cold, but she was never warm. Lexi wasn't mean to Molly, but she certainly wasn't kind, either. So, even though it was the same sister, Molly had come to think of them as two different women. Yet Molly wondered what had happened to Alexis at school to send back Lexi in her place. The still somewhat-innocent blonde teen worried that college might scar her the same way it had her big sister.

"It's really not bad," Lexi said, "My ankle hurts but not nearly as much as before." She rolled her foot around as if to make her point. "How are you?"All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"Oh, I'm fine," Molly said.

"No. Seriously. How are you?"

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"Oh," Molly said. She looked at her sister. Her long brown hair hung down to her chest. She had this natural pinkish color to her cheeks. Her green eyes, deeper than the green of her suit, looked so loving in that moment. Molly couldn't help but think, Wow, Lexi's really pretty.

"Look, everything that's happened? Mom's right, it's not your fault," Lexi said.

"No, I know," Molly said.

"And it's not Dad's fault either," Lexi said.

"Or Austin's," Molly said.

"Wait," Lexi pulled back, "Did you and Austin?"

"What? Oh no. I just wanted to be inclusive. I guess."

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"Well, you're right," Lexi said, "it's not our stupid brother's fault the girls got all the brains in this family."

She smiled and laughed. Molly did too.

"Whatever happens," Lexi said, "I'm here for you. OK? I know I haven't been the best big sister. But after this? I promise. Mom, Dad, Austin -- I don't know what they're going to do. But I hope you know you can count on me." Lexi reached over and squeezed her baby sister's hand.

"Do you love him?" Molly asked suddenly. She wasn't sure where the question came from, but there it was.

"Yes," Lexi said. She didn't even need to ask who Molly meant. "You?"

"Yup," Molly said, "Big time."

"Well that's a fucking problem," Lexi said. She sighed and leaned back.