Playing Doctor Ch. 2

As Amanda laid down on the couch per instructed, she was surprised to feel butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. She had never thought of her brother sexually before today and now he was about to take control. How far would he take it? Should she put a stop to it now before it got out of hand? The modest side of her screamed to get up, go to her room, and forget anything had happened. Doing naughty things with your brother was wrong after all. Unfortunately, her rational brain wasn’t in control at that moment, so her mouth stayed shut and her body remained stationary.

Well stationary wasn’t exactly the right word – she was squirming around non-stop actually. But for now, she would just wait and see what happened next.

As he hovered over his sister’s prone body, daren’s initial desire was to play with the boobs that had been tormenting him all morning. His hands almost did it instinctively, but he stopped himself. He wasn’t really sure what to do, but he knew that what Amanda just did to him was incredible and she has saved the best for last, so he’d just copy her.

“Patient. I will start my search now. Please sit still.”

“Yes Doctor.” Amanda grinned and tried to stop wriggling.

As gently as he could, he started at her forehead. Little fingers probed, then slid down the sides of her face. They had massaged each other before and she liked to have her head rubbed, so he began doing little circles on her temples. Amanda cooed in response, loving his touch. Reassured that this was the correct sequence to follow, Daren let his hands rise up to her scalp transitioning into a proper head massage.

Amanda closed her eyes and sighed as her body relaxed. Her wiggling ceased, but the warmth in her loins lingered. Her mind dwelt on the image of him shooting his white stuff all over the place. It was the craziest thing she had ever seen and it has been her that had caused it! No matter what happened now, things would never be the same between them. She was slightly worried that maybe she had made a mistake, but quickly dismissed the notion.

‘Whats done is done, besides, this is cute little Daren! We’ve done everything together, why not sexy things too? I love him for god’s sake .. I need to stop worrying so much and just enjoy these little moments while I can.’ Done. Decided. And just as Daren was finishing up.

Once Daren has been up and down her scalp eight or ten times, he let hands travel down her face, lightly tracing the lines of her eye brows, nose and mouth. Right as his hands were leaving her delicate lips, she kissed the tips of his fingers. Her eyes remained closed, but a proud, playful smirk emerged as if saying, ‘Ha, I got you.’

Instantly, a spark flared in the boy reigniting his arousal. Daren used the plan to steel himself, fighting back the desire to unwrap his new toy. Retrieving the discarded chicken pox ointment, he dispensed a large glob into his palms, rubbed his hands together then collected his sister’s left hand. Time seemed to slow as he began to massage every digit one by one as thoroughly as he could. Satisfied with his progress and the cute noises she was making, he did her palm, wrist, arm and shoulder before the nightgown got in the way.

Amanda’s nipples still tented the garment, making him wonder if it was safe to ask her to disrobe. Words caught in his throat however and in the end, he chickened out. His hands busied themselves, biding time to rebuild courage, by moving on to the next shoulder and working their way down her right arm. While leaning over to reach her elbow, he accidentally poked her in the hip. Daren quickly pulled his hips back to halt the assault, but the damage was done. The corner’s of Amanda’s mouth lifted forming a smile, but otherwise, she ignored the indiscretion.

This time, when he touched her elbow, she lifted her arm to give him better access. He kept the pace slow and methodical like she had done with him, but decided to get all her fingers at once by interlacing them with his own. Before he could rub them however, her fingers tightened around his to hold his hand. Her eyes opened and he lost himself in their dark blue depths. Her smile, warmth, and handheld embrace caused him to abandon his insecurity, lean down, and seize his first ever on-the-lips-kiss.

Amanda saw it coming and readied herself. It was her first kiss as well, but she had practiced a bit with her hand. That said, nothing could truly prepare her for the real thing. It was a little awkward at first, for both of them. His lips were a little too clenched and met hers lip for lip. Eventually, he relaxed and she was able to secure his lower lip between her own. Just as it was beginning to feel correct, he pulled back, looking frightened.

“Sorry” he whispered.

She propped herself up to get a better look at him. “You don’t need to be sorry. I wanted you to kiss me.”

The worry seemed to fall from his face, returning him to the adorable happy boy she knew him to be.

“Can I try again?”

Amanda melted to his innocent question, nodded, leaned forward and closed her eyes. This time when their lips met, there was much less awkwardness. Daren once again copied his sister, taking her bottom lip for his own while she held his upper. Slowly, he released her, letting the suction make a satisfying smack, then dove right back in for another and then another. On the forth go, just as he was completing the cycle, she licked his upper lip. Enamored, he mimicked the action, letting his tongue taste and feel the texture of her supple lips. He pulled back to see her reaction. Her smile was a mile wide and when her eyes opened, they appeared to be hazy.

She stared to tell him ‘you’re pretty good at that’ but only got as far as ‘you’re pret-‘ before he was coming back in for more. She couldn’t help but laugh at the silliness of the interruption. It was contagious, and soon he was laughing while his lips were touching hers. They pulled away from each other as their giggling became unmanageable.

“Hey, stop laughing!” Daren managed in between his own barely controlled laughter, a grin betraying the seriousness of his words.

“I can’t!” Amanda was nearly doubled over at this point, control completely lost.

“Well then, I’ll give you something to laugh about!” Daren went right for her weak spot, wiggling his fingers into her sides. Amanda bounded into the air with a hip trust in a valiant attempt to escape his tickling. He kept with her though so she had to use her hands to cover her sides. Undiscouraged, he went for her next weak spot, sliding his finger tips up the soles of her feet.

Reflexively, Amanda attempted to pull in her feet, but he proved those muscles of his weren’t just for show. The couch groaned under the weight of the wrestling siblings. Daren soon won by capturing her ankle and tickling the trapped foot mercilessly. Desperate for reprieve, Amanda pulled with all her might, but he was just too strong. “Please! Daren please! Please stop! I’ll do anything! Daren!”

Satisfied with his teasing, he ceased the motion of his fingers, but kept firm hold of her foot. Finding the tube of lotion close to where it was abandoned, he applied about half of what was left on her toes and continued the massage.