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26 May 2008
“You like that, huh?” Bill asked, his voice husky. His hand slid a little further up her leg, until his hand was gently stroking her inner thighs beneath her cut-off jeans.“We can’t do that,” she said, but she gasped when his big dick popped out. She stared at it in undisguised delight. One hand moved to her chest and cupped one of her breasts, as if she were offering it to him. Her other hand moved slowly down her flat tummy to her pussy and she began to strum her clit slowly. “It’s so big and hard, Billy.”“Mad? I want you to do it. Take her panties off, Tim,” he said.He nodded and she stuck out her chest, pushing her boobs up and out. “Give him a good look, honey.” Bill said and began unbuttoning the little eyehooks holding her bustier closed. Once he was finished, he pulled it off and proudly showed her to me. Her breasts were beautiful, standing up big and proud, her dark brown nipples stiff and crinkled. Her eyes met mine, and then she watched my eyes rove up and down her body, from her naked breasts down to her flat belly and the little white triangle covering her pussy.It was easy as pie—thanks to my brother getting her all primed. After a few minutes, I lifted the afghan and slid underneath with her. She was naked except for her panties, and her body was warm to the touch. I cupped one of her breasts in one hand and slid my other hand down under her panties, pushed her hand out of the way, and gently began to play with her hard little clit and rub the lips of her very hot, very wet pussy. “Oh God, Tim, not you, too,” she said.He told me about a couple of their escapades down at the mall and at various bars. “She loves to let’em see her little panties.”“Promise me you won’t get mad first.”“You know, Tim,” Bill said, “Gina likes to show off too.”“You look so hot, Gina,” I said.“Uumm,” I said, kissing her neck and pulling her up against me.“Yeah, it does. But you’re my brother …”“Just holding you. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?”“Yeah, I do. But not as much as you, I think. You get all the pussy you want without any bullshit.”“Oohhh God, Billy, you can’t touch my pussy. That’s enough now … ooohhh!”Guys were always telling me if they had a sister like mine, they’d never leave the house. And she does have these all-American good looks—about 5 feet 2, 105 pounds, cute little body, streaked blonde hair, icy blue eyes. But I never paid much attention until a few weeks ago, when I decided to cut my afternoon classes at the local university. Arriving home, I wasn’t too surprised when I saw my older brother’s pickup parked in the driveway. Although he’s 26-years-old and married, Bill still drops by now and then to use the garage and my father’s tools to work on his truck.
