THE CLUB
Chapter 14

Mark and Meg made it through the meal acting seemingly normal, except each knew, or thought, the other was without underwear. After eating, their parents informed them they were going to the store and the two siblings were to do the dishes. Both protested, but only for affect, knowing their fate was already sealed. To ensure peace, their mother dictated that Meg would wash, Mark would dry, but both would clear the table.

The two began clearing the table as their mother put away the leftover food. Meg was carrying a stack of plates to the sink as their mother finally left the kitchen. Mark snuck up behind Meg and, as she placed the dirty plates down on the counter, Mark yanked and her pants dropped down with the plates.

Meg quickly reached for her shorts and pulled them up quickly and spun around to face Mark. "They're still here, stupid!" she quietly gasped.

"Just checking," Mark grinned.

The door closed as their parents left. Meg slowly brought her hand to Mark's waistband and pulled it away from his belly with one hand and slid her other hand inside, caressing his cock. "I see you're not wearing any either," she giggled.

"You sure?" Mark smiled.

Meg smiled as she pulled her hand out of Mark's shorts, but instead of turning away, she grabbed the top of his shorts and pushed down, dropping them to his feet. Immediately her hand went back to his cock. "I am now," she grinned. His hand went to her shorts. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to push your shorts back down again," he grinned. This time, instead of snapping them down, he slowly pushed. Meg made no attempt to stop him. Her shorts fell, puddling at her ankles and his hand went between her legs. Doing dishes was the last thing on Meg's mind by this time and her legs parted giving him room. "Take your top off."

"Why?" Meg asked instinctively, not really caring what his answer was.

"I want to see your tits," Mark whispered, his hand still between her legs rubbing. Meg reluctantly released his treasure and grabbed the bottom of her top, lifting it over her head. "Wanna do it?" Mark muttered almost sounding out of breath.

"Yeah, but I wanna do you," responded Meg. A questioning look came across Mark's face. "Lay down," Meg grinned as Mark complied. "Now open your legs," Meg continued. It felt strange to Mark to have his legs parted like that. "More," Meg ordered.

Meg knelt down between Mark's outstretched legs. For a moment she just looked, admiring the sight. She then pushed her legs back, balanced above Mark so they were lined up, then took his cock in her hand. "Now I'm gonna do you," she muttered as she parted her legs slightly between his, aimed him, and lowered herself onto him.

It was strangely different. Mark had fucked her before, he hadn't changed, his dick had been in her pussy, just like before, but doing it like this was still somehow different. Meg didn't feel like she was getting laid. Mark was somehow getting laid this time and she was doing it. It seemed to empower her.

"How does it feel to get fucked? Like it?" Meg asked as she ground into his crotch. She didn't notice if he answered or not. Her hips were bouncing rapidly for a while and then she would grind into him again, trying to get her body to almost swallow him.

Her pussy was on fire. She felt his cock twitch deep inside her. "No! Not yet. I'm not done yet," she snapped as she ignored his climax. His cum mixed with her juices making her even more slick. Strangely he stayed hard after he climaxed and she began pumping in earnest. She was in control this time, not him.

She neared the edge of her cliff and began pumping even faster. Suddenly she was off, flying through the air. Her body began to control her movements, sometime almost vibrating, sometimes pushing into his crotch as hard as she could. Her climax seemed like it wouldn't stop, but just kept flowing.

His cock was still hard inside her pussy and her body wouldn't quit. She reached down and pushed at his legs to make him open wider. Her legs closed increasing the sensations in her pussy. Again she exploded.

Finally she could take no more and collapsed onto his chest. Her chest heaved trying to suck in more air. Her pussy felt like small firecrackers were going off inside it, but Meg didn't have the strength left to even move.

Her body eventually settled. She felt his cock fall out of her pussy followed by his cum dripping out. It suddenly dawned on her that they were on the kitchen floor, the dishes weren't done, and their parents could walk in at any moment. She quickly stood and threw on her tee and shorts. "Hurry and help me do the dishes before Mom and Dad get home!" she blurted.

Mark threw on his clothes and four hands worked the dishpan. In no time the dishes were done and both dried and put them away. When they were done, Meg stated, "I gotta go clean up. You made me all sticky and yucky." She headed toward the bathroom and then noticed Mark following her. "Where you going?"

"To watch," he grinned.

"Nooo... You can't! Mom and Dad will be home any minute," Meg gasped.

Mark knew she was right. "OK then, tonight, when we go to bed, you leave your door open when you get undressed," he offered.

Meg thought for a moment. She knew he would keep pressing for something and that seemed to be the easiest. "OK, but not if Mom or Dad are around. ...and you gotta too, so I can see too," she grinned.

"Deal," Mark agreed as he turned to go back downstairs. "...but I'm going to keep checking anyway," he laughed as he bound down the stairs.

When Meg came back downstairs, their parents were in the kitchen and Mark was sprawled on the couch. "Move over, jerk!" she snapped. Mark sat up and Meg had room to sit. As she did Mark leaned over and pulled the front of her shorts out. "No, I'm not wearing any," she whispered, then, as he sat back up, she pushed her hand into his shorts and found his still soft cock. It didn't take much effort to get it hard again. "Told you I'd keep you hard," she smiled as she snapped her hand back out. She chuckled as he tried to adjust himself before his parents walked back in.

The evening was dull. Both their parents were in the living room with them as they watched TV. Meg did grab a blanket to cover and put her head on the arm of the couch. She pushed the blanket down with her feet and stretched over Mark's lap. She felt sorry for him in a way and didn't want their parents to notice his erection, but she had another reason as well.

Mark couldn't touch her without being very obvious, but her feet were right next to his cock. Every once in a while she moved her foot slightly, rubbing against his continuously hard cock. Every time she did he would glare at her, but she only smiled back. Once during the evening both their parents had left the room at the same time. "Would you stop doing that!" he whispered.

"I told you I was going to keep you hard all night," she smiled back.

Finally Mark's agony ended when their parents announced it was time for them to go to bed. As soon as the two turned the corner and headed up the stairs, Meg felt her shorts go down. She quickly turned around, yanking them up at the same time. "Not here!" she quietly snapped.

"Just checking," Mark quipped as he smiled back at her. "Don't forget... You said I could watch." Meg didn't answer and instead turned and started up the stairs again. As they approached the bathroom, now out of earshot of their parents, Mark mumbled, "I'll be a few. Don't start without me," and turned into the bathroom.

"Going to jerk off first?" Meg teased.

"No!" Mark blurted. "So what if I am! Wait for me."

Meg followed Mark into the bathroom. "I wanna watch."

"Ya... Right! Like I'd let you..." Mark grumbled and then turned to see Meg standing there. He glared at her for a moment, then his expression softened a bit. "You wanna see? No. You wanna do it for me? Get naked first!"

His response shocked Meg. At first she just stood as what he just said sunk in. "You want me to get naked and then make you cum?" she finally questioned.

A smile came across his face. After she had made him uncomfortable all night, finally she was the one uncomfortable. "Yeah..." He then expected her to storm out of the bathroom.

Meg pondered for a moment. She had already told him he could watch her undress and the thought of her just stripping for him for some strange reason bothered her. It might be fun to jerk him off.

Mark smiled to himself as Meg turned toward the door. He had finally beat her. Instead of leaving, though, she closed the door, turned toward him, pulled her top over her head, and softly said, "OK". Mark froze in shock. After a few moments Meg reached for her shorts. "You going to just stand there or take your pants off?" Mark's shorts dropped to his ankles, freeing his hard member. For a moment Meg just stared at it before Mark asked, "You too?"

Meg dropped her shorts and stepped out of them without looking away from Mark's hard cock. It made her uneasy in a way that she couldn't keep her eyes off of it. Slowly she reached out and wrapped her hand around it. "Um... Do I just rub up and down?" she blushed, not knowing exactly how to do it. Mark nodded. "Like this?" she questioned.

Before he could even answer he erupted, squirting cum onto Meg's belly. It embarrassed him he had shot so soon, but she had been rubbing him all night with her foot keeping him almost at the brink.

Meg's eyes widened as shot upon shot of cum fired out of Mark's cock. Not knowing what else to do, she released him and was fascinated at how it seemed to bob on it's own. Soon he stopped spewing cum. She watched as his cock slowly drooped and softened. She realized she had cum all over her, so grabbed a washcloth and wiped it off. She then pulled on her top and shorts. Mark was still just standing there, his cock now soft. "See you tomorrow," Meg quipped as she left him.