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She raised her eyebrows and smiled lasciviously at him. Laughing softly at his bashfulness, she put her hands on his torso and began to gently knead his body again. ‘If I’m going to do this massage properly, I have to get your jeans off,’ she explained patiently. ‘I’m not interested in seeing your dick,’ she added quietly. ‘I just want to make you feel better.’

Roderick stared at her doubtfully. He felt sure she was telling the truth. Judy was not just his step-sister, she was also his friend and he doubted she would lie to him. Staring into the emerald depths of her sly green eyes, he noticed the glimmer of cunning there and wondered if he was imagining it.

‘Besides,’ Judy went on quickly. ‘You’re my step-brother, and that’s so close to being family there’s no real difference. Normal brothers and sisters see one another naked all the time and that doesn’t mean anything.’

He considered her words for a moment, aware that she was right. There was still something about the situation he did not trust but he put that down to his own tiredness and his fears for Emily. With a slow nod of agreement, he reached for the button at his waistband and began to ease the metal stud from the denim.

‘Let me,’ Judy said, brushing his hands away.

He began to protest, then realised he was being stupid. Judy was not trying to seduce him, Roderick reminded himself. She was only trying to help. He lay back on the bed as she teased the buttons of his fly open. She moved her head down to study the buttons, her fingers fumbling awkwardly with the stiff denim. Her long yellow hair fell over her face and spilled against his bare stomach. As she tried to see what she was doing, the ends of her hair tickled his skin softly.

It was the sort of gentle stimulus he was used to experiencing before oral sex. On those joyous occasions when Emily had gone down on him he had enjoyed the sensation of her fringe brushing over his abdomen. It was an erotic precursor to one of the most intimate acts of foreplay.

Roderick swallowed thickly, aware that Judy’s hair on his stomach was having a familiar effect. He could feel his length slowly rousing within the loose confines of his jeans and he blushed furiously, wondering how much embarrassment his erection would cause.

Judy tugged the buttons open one by one, making sure she unfastened all of them before moving her head away.

Roderick lay perfectly still as she did this. He would normally have only opened three or four of the awkward rivets, before sliding the jeans off over his narrow hips. Opening all six of the buttons, Judy seemed to take a great delight in prolonging the moment. Her fingers brushed innocently against the hardening flesh of his length. Her skin was cool against the rising heat of his arousal and he struggled against an involuntary twitch of his cock.

‘You’re blushing,’ Judy noted as she tugged at his jeans. ‘You shouldn’t be embarrassed,’ she told him cheerfully. ‘I’ve seen dicks before you know.’ Leaning conspiratorially close to him she whispered in his ear. ‘I’ve even been known to play with them from time to time,’ she giggled.

Roderick felt the jeans being tugged from his legs. His skin was momentarily cooled and to conceal his stiffening member, he rolled quickly back on to his face.

‘There’s no need to be so shy,’ Judy told him earnestly. ‘You have a really nice body. Your arse is lovely. Those cheeks are so tight and pert.’ She placed her hands on his buttocks and kneaded the pliant flesh gently.

Roderick sucked in a deep breath. His erection pressed furiously hard against the mattress. It was wrong to be getting aroused he told himself. This was Judy, his step-sister and she was only giving him a tension-relieving massage. His body was responding to signals that he knew were not there.

Her hands worked their way from his buttocks and began to stroke at the tops of his thighs. Her fingers pressed tightly into the muscles of his legs and she ran her hands slowly down them.

Roderick tried not to writhe on the bed. His erection was throbbing urgently now and he felt desperate to conceal it.

‘Stop stiffening up,’ Judy told him suddenly. ‘You’re not letting me massage you properly when you go all tense like that.’

Roderick mumbled an apology into the pillow.

Judy smiled down at his back. ‘You’re still embarrassed, aren’t you?’ she observed. ‘I can tell. Is it because you’re naked?’

Not daring to tell her the real reason, Roderick nodded and agreed.

She sighed happily. ‘Well, if that’s all it is, I think I can help you.’

He felt her shift position on the bed and was left wondering what she was doing. He realised exactly what she was up to a moment later, when he saw her towelling robe fall to the floor.

‘There,’ Judy said cheerfully. ‘Now we’re both naked, so there’s no need for either of us to blush, is there?’

Roderick’s cock twitched with renewed urgency. He felt her shift position again. This time she moved herself around so that she had straddled his back and was facing his feet. She began to massage his calves with slow deliberation. Her thighs were pressed firmly against his hips. As she rubbed her hands against his flesh, Roderick realised she was exciting him even more than before. Gently, with an almost imperceptible slowness, she lowered herself on to his back. Roderick felt the heated wetness of her labia pressing against his spine. The cheeks of her arse seemed to separate, allowing the warm dewy lips of her sex to spread against him.

He did not know if it was deliberate or unconscious, but he felt her writhing slowly against him. The lips of her sex seemed to caress him with their lewd, intimate kiss.

‘You still feel tense,’ Judy observed unhappily. ‘What do I have to do to make you relax?’ she teased.

With his face buried in the pillow and his erection burrowing into the mattress, Roderick said nothing.

‘Turn over,’ Judy said suddenly, as though she had been struck by inspiration. ‘I should massage your front as well if you want to feel all the benefits.’

‘No!’ he exclaimed quickly.

His words had no effect. She moved off his back and tried rolling him from his stomach. ‘Come on, Roddy,’ she encouraged. ‘It’s going to make you feel better.’

‘I can’t,’ he declared unhappily. His cheeks burnt crimson as he risked a glance into the sparkling warmth of her verdant eyes.

Judy frowned, not seeming to understand his dilemma. ‘You can’t?’ she repeated. ‘Why on earth not?’

Roderick closed his eyes and ground his teeth together with helpless frustration. ‘You’ve excited me,’ he explained coyly.

Judy sighed. ‘Is that all?’ she asked. ‘Turn over, Roddy. I need to massage your front.’ Her words allowed him no chance to refuse. She placed her hands on his side and gently turned him on to his back.

Roderick lay there, painfully aware of his arousal. He tried to take his mind from the urgent pulse in his cock by staring at Judy. As his gaze fell on her naked body, he realised it was a mistake. It was the first time he had seen his step-sister naked, and he had to admit she was a sight to behold. Her long, bleached blonde curls framed her face and spilt over her shoulders but he was not looking at her face. She had a slim, waif-like frame with a narrow waist and unassuming hips. Her breasts were small and pert, tipped with rose-hued areolae and hard, thrusting nipples. He considered them for a moment, wanting to raise a hand and touch one of them. He dared not, after all Judy was his step-sister, but that did not make the longing go away. If anything, it made his sudden desire for her even more urgent. He wanted to take both her breasts in his hands and fondle them passionately.

Casting his eyes down, before the enticing sight of her tits could drive him beyond temptation, Roderick found himself studying the dark curls of her pubic triangle. None of his previous girlfriends had ever bothered to colour their hair. For the first time he was faced with the sight of a woman whose pubic bush was a different colour to the hair on her head. Beneath the forest of dark curls, he could see that her pussy lips were already moist and he wondered hopefully if she was as excited as he was.

His cock twitched eagerly.

‘You are excited aren’t you?’ Judy observed cheerfully, smiling at his hard cock.

Roderick shrugged nervously. There was something not right about this whole situation he realised. Although he knew he should be trying to work out what was troubling him, Judy’s nudity seemed far more relevant. He had almost forgotten his fiancée and the desperate search he had been conducting for her. Similarly, he had come close to forgetting that he and Judy were virtually siblings.

‘I shall have to call you my ‘big’ brother from now on, won’t I?’ Judy teased. She drew the tip of her finger slowly along his cock, traversing the length from his balls to the swollen end.

Roderick closed his eyes and groaned softly.

‘That’s right,’ Judy said, as though she had suddenly come to a decision. ‘I have to finish your massage don’t I? You sound as though you’re really struggling with all that tension.’ She climbed easily back on to the bed, straddling him again in one fluid motion. As before, she had her back to him but this time she was concentrating her massage on his shins and knees.

Roderick thought of making some protest. Things were going too far. He did not know how much longer he would be able to resist her delectable charms but he knew he could not tolerate much more. He glanced up and found himself staring at the moist wetness of her pussy. The puckered ring of her arse nestled just above the lips of her labia and he strained to stop his cock from shivering. Bent over him, her backside looked magnificently large, and he longed to place his hands on her hips and guide her sex towards his face. It was another thought, too exciting for him to contend with and he breathed deeply, trying to suppress his yearning.

His nostrils were filled with the clean sweet fragrance of her arousal. He could sense the musky aroma of her pussy and this time, no amount of effort in the world could have stopped his cock from twitching furiously. He felt his shaft brush against the cool flesh of her body.

Judy giggled softly. ‘You’re enjoying this massage, aren’t you?’

‘You’re very adept,’ he replied quietly.

‘You’re dick just jumped up and brushed against one of my tits,’ she said. ‘You can be quite saucy when you try, can’t you?’

‘I didn’t mean to,’ Roderick mumbled. ‘It was an accid –’

‘I’ll bet you didn’t mean to,’ Judy laughed, a knowing touch to her voice. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled at his embarrassed face. ‘You wanted your dick to touch my tits, didn’t you?’ she asked suddenly.

‘No!’ Roderick exclaimed, shocked by her words.

‘You’ve wanted to feel it pressing against them all evening, haven’t you?’ Judy said, ignoring his protest. ‘You probably wanted this all along.’

Without another word, she stopped massaging his legs and moved her hands to her breasts. Placing one on either side of his stiff cock, she squeezed the two orbs together and slid them slowly up and down the length of his shaft.

Roderick was in no position to see that she was manipulating her nipples as she did this. He lay back on the bed, groaning elatedly. When he dared to raise his head a moment later, he realised that Judy had shifted down on the bed a little. Now her arse cheeks were mere millimetres from his face. The scent of her arousal was a strong and heady perfume. He inhaled deeply, relishing the intoxicating fragrance. Her labia were glistening with wetness, and for the first time he realised she was just as sexually excited as he was. When they had been touching his back, he realised the lips had spread open. They were still open and he stared longingly into the dark depths of her inviting warmth.

Pressed between the haven of her pert young breasts, Roderick wondered how much longer his cock could endure such divine treatment. He could feel his balls tightening and his stiff cock seemed to quiver continually. Slowly, Judy kneaded her orbs into the pulsing shaft of his dick. She pressed hard against him, unmindful of her own comfort. The tips of her fingers teased circles across the sensitive tips of her nipples and she thrilled to the tingling stimulation.

Roderick leant forward on the bed. All his previous reservations were now gone. Emily was forgotten and he could easily overlook the fact that Judy was his step-sister. He moved his mouth dangerously close to the lips of her pussy and paused. For a moment he was happy to inhale her sweet bouquet. He did not know if she would be angry or upset but he suspected it would be neither of those two emotions. If the excited scent of her sex was anything to go by, Roderick guessed that Judy would squeal with delight when his tongue pressed into her hole.

She moved away from him. Striding off the bed, she snatched her breasts away from his cock and smiled apologetically at him. ‘I’m sorry, Roddy,’ she began awkwardly. ‘That really wasn’t fair of me, was it? I know you weren’t trying to perv off with me, or anything like that. I shouldn’t have teased you like that.’

‘I wasn’t complaining,’ Roderick pointed out, more than a little breathless.

She shook her head. ‘You’re just being kind,’ Judy told him. She picked up her robe from the floor and began to wrap it around herself.

Roderick watched, horrified that she was taking the splendour of her body away from him. He struggled to find the words that would make a suitable argument or protest and force her to stay.

‘I only wanted to give you a massage,’ she said softly. ‘I guess I went a little too far.’ She smiled slyly at him. ‘I blame you,’ she added cheerfully. ‘You’re just too irresistible.’

Roderick frowned unhappily into her face. He watched as she bent over and kissed his forehead chastely. He then watched as she went to the adjacent room and slid through the communicating door. It was only when he heard the click of the latch falling into place that he realised he had watched all of this in complete silence.

Alone, he remembered his unsatisfied erection. Without a second thought, he took the organ in his hand and quickly began to roll the foreskin back and forth.

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As she closed the door on Roderick’s room, Judy clasped a hand over her mouth to silence the gales of laughter that had been welling inside. She could not believe it had been so easy to manipulate him. His expression, when she climbed off his body, had been so forlorn it looked hilariously comical. He was even more malleable than she had dared hope. She guessed that before the end of the week she would have Roderick eating out of the palm of her hand – or for that matter, anywhere else she chose.