TABOO TALES(erotica)

It was late in the evening when our bus finally arrived at the hotel. Travel weary, I gathered up all of the snack wrappers, my MP3 player, water bottle and book and stood as the interior lights came on. All around me Jen’s teammates from the Hellcats were doing the same, all wearing the same tired and slightly dazed look I’m sure I had on. A few rows in front of me, Jen was standing up, her headphones still in as she hoisted her bag over one shoulder.

We were in Tennessee for a soccer tournament. The Hellcats had won in their division and had been invited to a tournament with some of the top teams in surrounding states. It was no surprise, really, as the Hellcats had worked hard for their success and played with the determination and precision of some professional teams. Not bad for a group of high school to college aged girls. They still all kept their hair long and in ponytails when they played, just to present opposing teams with a unified front that betrayed their toughness.

I had been invited to go along mainly due to my being Jen’s brother and because everyone on the team knew me as one of their most dedicated fans. The coach and I knew each other from my workplace, so when the tournament came up, I was one of the first he asked to come along. I was able to get the time off from work without much trouble; in fact, many of my coworkers were big fans of the team themselves.

Our parents had opted to ask us to share a hotel room, probably in part to lower the cost but also so I could watch out for Jen, of course. Given all that had transpired in the last month between Jen and I, neither of us minded and were both a bit excited at the prospect.

We had been far more intimate in the past month than we had ever been after overcoming our hesitation to get physical together. It was still strange to remember her telling me I could rub my dick against her butt that first time and how that progressed to getting to see each other fully naked. We were both still a little embarrassed at ourselves for getting so involved as to briefly have sex, but having discussed the whole thing with our parents we felt much more confident that we were allowed to appreciate each other this way. It was really new to both of us, but in an exciting way. That’s what made this trip all the more exhilarating.

After a few minutes wait, we were all finally off the bus, checked in and busy carrying our luggage to our rooms. The team had a block of rooms reserved, so all the rooms were adjoining. Jen and I had one on the end and it was a welcome sight to us both. As the other girls moved their things into the rooms beside us, we got the door unlocked and got our bags inside.

“Oh, the beds look so good!” Jen cried, dropping her bag on the nearest one. She stepped over to the nightstand and turned on the lamp on her side.

“You aren’t kidding.” I said. “Whose idea was it not to bring a movie on the coach?”

“Don’t even get me started! Coach is good at a lot of things, but I swear that man could forget his head if, well, you know.” She replied. Jen gave a light yawn and stretched, then smoothed out the wrinkles in her shirt and pulled her hair behind her ears.

I dropped my bag on the other bed, then checked the rest of the room out. Jen went into the bathroom to pee, leaving the door open so we could keep talking.

“Hey, do you want to get something to eat? I’m starved.” She said, beginning to pee.

“Sure. There’s a steakhouse in the hotel. I should be fine wearing jeans, right?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

She laughed. The whizzing sound slowed to droplets. “Yes Mark, jeans will be fine. No one cares at a steakhouse. And I’m not changing out of mine, anyway.”

So in a few more minutes we headed down there. We got a booth before we spotted some of Jen’s teammates, but she didn’t feel like moving once she sat down. The food was great, and it was fun going out with my sister. We kept each other entertained the whole time as we talked about school, sports and our family. Once in a while, we’d both glance at each other. Jen would give this demure smile at me and I’d grin back at her, then we’d both go on and talk about something new.

Towards the end of our meal, Tracey, Jen’s best friend, stopped over. “Hey, a few of us are going to use the whirlpool in Sandra and Rachel’s room tonight. Do you want to come and hang out?” she asked Jen. “Mark, you can come too, if you don’t mind hanging out with us girls.”

Jen looked at me and I shrugged.

“Sure!” She said, happily. “We’ll be over after we’re done. Room 202, right?” Tracey confirmed the room number and told us she’d see us there.

Jen teased me about coming along, but in the end she insisted, saying she thought it would be fun. So when we were done with our meal, we returned to our room. We gave each other a little privacy to change into our bathing suits (we had brought them knowing the hotel had a pool), then wrapped ourselves in towels and left our room and walked down the hall.

We knocked on the door and Tracey let us in, wrapped in a towel herself. We all walked further into the room to where the whirlpool was located in a corner of the bedroom. Sandra, the cute redhead was already in the tub as well as Rachel, the blond who played goalie. I tried to ignore the impulse to gaze at these girls in what I could see of their two-piece suits, and just focused on the girl’s conversations.

Jen and I were invited in, and as Tracey pulled her towel off and stepped into the tub, Jen and I shed our towels as well and I followed her in. The water was really warm and the tub a bit crowded, but not too bad. I was sitting nearly shoulder-to-shoulder with Sandra, trying to ignore her cleavage, while Jen was in a seat across from me. She and I were both on the right side of the tub, Tracey in the upper left corner, Sandra beside me more in the center and Rachel in the lower left corner. Apparently Rachel and Sandra had little legroom, so Tracey offered for Sandra to put her feet on her knees to Rachel could stretch her feet out a bit more.

The tub had a little control panel near Tracey, and she turned down the lights in the room to just a dull glow and turned on the jets. The following few minutes were pretty silent as everyone relaxed and enjoyed the warmth and the pressure of the water pulsing over our bodies. I watched Tracey as she pulled her long, curled brown hair back from her face and lean her head back with a sigh. Jen’s eyes were closed and she had a happy smile on her lips.

“Hey,” came Rachel’s voice. We all turned to look at the blond. “Would you guys mind if I took off my suit? I mean, if we turn the lights down a little lower?” She leaned forward to see me past Sandra and said, “Are you okay with that Mark?”

Sandra and Jen giggled. “Is Mark okay with it? Hell yes he is!” Sandra said, evoking giggles from Tracey as well.

“Well you know what I meant.” Rachel said.

“I don’t mind. I think I’ll do the same if you are.” Tracey said.

“Yeah, I will too.” Sandra said.

“Mark, you’re just going to have to bear it!” Jen teased.

No one really waited for my input, as Jen’s words seemed to have made up my mind to them. So I didn’t say a word and Tracey turned the lights lower, nearly off, and I could dimly make out the girls leaning forward and undoing their tops, and scooting around as they worked the bottom of their suits off. Their suits were dropped over the tub side or draped over the edge, and everyone settled back in down to their necks with a good bit of giggling.

“Hey, you too Mark.” Jen said.

They all looked at me. “Yeah, come on, your sister wants you to get naked!” Tracey teased, earning a splash of water from Jen.

“Shut up, perve!” Jen said, sticking her tongue out at Tracey. All the girls laughed and watched as I worked to get my trunks off. When I hung them over the side there were a few more jokes and giggles, but then everyone settled back in.

All of us being in the tub naked together made everyone a bit more rowdy, since it’s hard to relax when you’re naked with other people. Sandra accidentally goosed Tracey as the was lifting her legs back up to set them on her knees and Tracey reacted by poking a foot between Sandra’s knees. Everyone laughed at their antics and I caught a good view of the top of Sandra’s breast as she jumped at Tracey’s touch. I also got to see a good bit of Rachel’s cleavage as she moved more to her left to put her back more fully on the leftmost wall of the tub. That made Sandra and Tracey have to reposition their legs just a bit, causing Sandra’s hand to accidentally land on my thigh as she tried to scoot over more toward the space Rachel had vacated. The girls laughed at her jump and she apologized quickly. I couldn’t see well enough to tell, but I knew she must have been blushing.

It was just as I was settling in and relaxing that I suddenly felt Jen’s foot on my shin. I peeked over at her and she just lay there, smiling slightly. But her foot pushed a little more and so I spread my legs a bit. She extended her leg out far enough until the soft sole of her foot set fully against my semi-erect dick. I could not believe this.

I risked taking a look around to see if anyone noticed, but all the girls had their heads back and eyes closed. I felt Jen’s toes fondle the head of my cock and she began to press her foot against my full shaft and stroke it up and down. I chanced a look to my left at Sandra and realized I could faintly make out the outlines of her breasts in the dim light whenever a smooth patch of water made it’s way above. I knew they weren’t as big as Jen’s just by observation during the games, but now I could confirm it to myself.

Jen smiled, feeling my dick hardening even more, and she dug the tips of her toes under my balls, making me want to jump, or groan; anything but just sit still. I looked back at Sandra’s chest just as a clear patch of water made its way overtop and I almost had a full view of her breast. Jen’s toes lifted and began to fondle my balls and I just leaned my head back and sighed quietly.

Just then, Rachel lifted her head to whisper, “Tracey? Would you mind rubbing my shoulder? I still have a knot from falling asleep during the bus ride.”

We were all roused a bit from the broken silence and everyone had opened their eyes. But Jen’s foot remained where it was, tenderly feeling the base of my shaft with her toes. I gave her a glance, but she just smiled and looked over at Rachel.

“Sure.” said Tracey. “But I knew I shouldn’t have told anyone I got a job at the spa downtown.”