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Title: “Siblings in Quarantine: Sex Begins at Home”

The global pandemic has confined countless people to their homes, paired up with siblings, roommates and friends in makeshift quarantine households. For some, this arranged cohabitation is a blessing, while for others, it’s a recipe for frustration and friction. But for one particular pair of siblings, this “stay home” order has proven beneficial in ways no oneexpected.

Meet Charlie and Olivia, brother and sister, who found themselves unexpectedly thrust into a life together while practicing social distancing. At first, they filled their days with Netflix binges, TikTok challenges, and constant argument over who’s turn it is to do the dishes. But as the days turned into weeks, the tension between them grew palpable. The sexual tension, that is.

Charlie, a horny 23-year-old, couldn’t help but notice Olivia’s curves straining against her tight quarantine loungewear. Her ample rear in those stretchy yoga pants was driving him wild. And Olivia, – a horny 21-year-old with raging hormones – found herself constantly distracted by her brother’s beefy muscles and quick smile. She’d catch herself replaying the vision of him emerging from his morning shower, a white towel barely concealing his assets.

One sunny afternoon, as the leftovers of their shared lunch lay rotting on the table, Olivia excused herself to her room for a much-needed break from the tension. She laid back on her bed, sliding a hand beneath her skirt as her mind wandered. She was just about to coax herself to a much-needed climax when her door creaked open.

“I heard my name,” Charlie chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with a suggestive grin. “And I think I know what you’re up to in here.”

Olivia sat up abruptly, face flushed. “Don’t be ridiculous, I was just… just…”

“Just touching yourself thinking about me?” Charlie finished, crossing the room in three strides. “I think the same thing about you all the damn day.”

Olivia’s surprise was replaced with shock as her brother fell to his knees beside the bed, trailing a hand up her thigh. “Charlie, we can’t. It’s… it’s wrong.”

“Just because society says we can’t doesn’t mean our bodies,” he breathed, his head disappearing under her skirt. Olivia gasped as she felt his mouth on her, her protests replaced with needy moans.

She tangled her fingers in his hair as he devoured her, driving her to the brink again and again, only to back off just before she could cum. Her head thrashed from side to side as she urged him on, begging for release.

Finally, as her nails raked down his back, Charlie obliged with one final suck and Olivia shattered with a cry. Her whole body trembled as he crawled up her body to kiss her, letting her taste her own desire on his lips.

“God, I’ve wanted to do that since the night you got here,” he panted against her neck. Olivia, still panting herself, crashed her lips against his again, her hands seeking out the hard bulge in his pants.

They made quick work of their clothes, a tangle of limbs and laughter as they explored each other’s bodies for the first time. Charlie rolled them so Olivia was on top and she wasted no time sinking down on him.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, hands gripping her hips as she began to roll them. Olivia leaned back, resting her hands on Charlie’s thighs as she fully seated herself, a sound of pure pleasure escaping her. From this angle, she could feel every ridge and vein as he stretched and filled her. She rode him hard, bouncing on his cock with abandonment as her breasts jiggled hypnotically above him.

Charlie watched her through hooded eyes, his gaze lingering on the perfect bounce of her tits before trailing down to where they were connected. He thrust up to meet her movements, burying himself deeper with each roll.

“Fuck, Olivia,” he grunted, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her ass. She loved the sound of his voice, the dirty words that fell from his lips like honey. Words like ‘harder’ and ‘faster’ and ‘I’m close’. Words that urged her on as she chased her second orgasm of the day.

“Oh god,” she whimpered as she felt it begin to build, her movements growing sloppy and erratic as the pleasure mounted. “I’m gonna… fuck, Charlie!”

She came with a scream, her walls clamping around him like a vice. Charlie’s eyes rolled back in his head as the sensation drove him over the edge. He pumped three times more before exploding inside of her, his fingers making marks on her thighs.

Olivia collapsed on top of him as they both fought to catch their breaths. Charlie banded his arms around her, keeping her close as their heart rates slowly returned to normal.

“Today was a good day,” Olivia giggled, nuzzling into Charlie’s neck. He smiled, pressing a kiss to her sweaty temple.

“Every day with you is a good day, Liv.”

Hours later, the siblings were curled up on the couch together, a movie playing forgetfully in the background. Charlie’s arms were around Olivia’s middle, his hands idly tracing the sensitive skin underneath her tank top. Their cheeks were pressed together as they shared a piece of candy, doing their best to ignore the apprehension of the unknown future. Because what would come of their quarantine affair once social distancing was lifted? Would they find a way to make it work? Would they regret their pandemic passions?

Or maybe… maybe the future was for tomorrows. And right now, all they had to worry about was one another.

Olivia turned in Charlie’s embrace to face him, brushing a lock of hair off his forehead. “Hey,” she said softly.

Charlie grinned. “Hey back.”

Olivia returned the smile, even as her face grew serious. “It doesn’t have to stop,” she said. “What we’ve started. I don’t think I can go back to…”

“Neither can I,” Charlie answered firmly, pulling her flush against him. “I know it’s crazy, and badly timed, but I don’t want to stop this. You, Olivia. I want you.” He kissed her slow and deep, annihilating any other arguments she could have formed with his wandering hands. In her heart, she knew there was no going back. They’d crossed a line, and she’d never felt more alive than in their self-imposed quarantine. Let the world around them burn. This was their life now, and they’d figure the rest out together… just the two of them, locked away from the rest of the world.

Because in the end, they were each other’s greatest escape.