Heather turned to look at us with a wicked half-smile. “Thanks, I had a great teacher.” It was true, Sam’s nasty talking skills were epic. Heather swiveled back to her brother. “So, Bobbie, do you want to see them? Your sister’s big round boobies?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Okay, I guess it’s fair. You’ve waited so patiently for what, five years now?”
She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her hands came forward again to hold the bra in place while she shrugged each of its tiny shoulder straps off. She let the bra inch slightly downward and she leaned over deeply, dangling the exposed uppermost part of her cleavage in his face.
Bobbie’s mouth was open and his eyes were huge. Clearly, he worshipped his sister’s breasts. To be fair, if anyone’s tits were worth idolizing, Heather’s would be near the top of the list. In a perverse moment, I felt sorry for Bobbie. It must have been hell having Heather’s magnificent body wandering around the house while he struggled to survive puberty. I’m not sure I would have made it in his place.
Heather leaned back upright and let the bra slide down further. The top part of one nipple came into view. Then the other. Then they were both exposed – perfect, tight pink nubs sticking straight out. The bra fell completely away and she tossed it to the floor.
Heather was now completely nude in front of her brother. They were both breathing shallowly, looking at each other. Bobbie’s eyes were darting from his sister’s face down to her round, cantaloupe-sized breasts that jutted straight out from her chest. She licked her lips and let him look. Let him stare. Let him burn her over-ripe teenage body into his brain.
When Bobbie remembered he actually had hands, he moved them to touch his sister’s chest. She shook her head and leaned forward, whispering, “I wonder… what would you rather find out first? What your sister’s boobs feel like? Or what they taste like?”
Bobbie’s eyes basically bugged out of his head again.
“I’ll make you a deal, bro’. Stay hard for me and you can put your mouth on them.”
Bobbie nodded eagerly as she leaned her torso over him. One nipple was inches from his face. She dipped it closer then pulled it away, taunting him. “I’m counting on you. You’re not going to let me down are you?”
Bobbie shook is head emphatically.
She lowered the perfect pink nipple into his waiting mouth and Bobbie eagerly, greedily sucked it inside. Heather’s eyes slid closed. “Easy, Bobbie,” she cautioned, wincing a little. “Remember, slow and gentle.”
Bobbie’s mouth movements slowed. His lips parted and I could see his tongue flicking gently around his sister’s hardened nub.
“Much better. Good boy.” She wiggled her hips and then smiled. “Good hard boy.” Still crouched over her brother to let him work on her large, round tits, she shifted to hump up and down on him a few inches experimentally. He was plenty hard and between their combined fluids, they were a soaking wet mess.
She began to ride him again slowly. Her eyes closed and her mouth hung open as she fucked him leisurely and he lapped at her nipples. After several minutes of riding up and down on her brother’s cock, Heather was getting flushed and her breathing grew more ragged.