“Really?” I asked, massaging her inner thigh.
“Uh-huh,” she said, rubbing at her arm. Then she rolled over, her front done. She casually undid the knots of her bikini top. “You got a reputation, Clancy. A good one. Girls like you.”
“Damn,” I said. “Guys just lie about what they do. Brag. Claim they’ve bagged way more girls than they have.”
“Sad,” she said. “Do you brag?”
“Always,” I said and rubbed my hands over her back. “But I don’t have to lie about my conquests.”
“No, you don’t,” groaned Nancy. “I heard you fucked the MacMillan sisters on the same night. Did them one after the other. They got real catty after that.”
I grinned. “That was a fun party.” My hands worked up and down her back, rubbing at her flesh. Her skin felt so silky. “How about you? Missing boys?”
“I guess,” she said and then let out a groan as I rubbed at her shoulders. “You do have a good touch.”
“Always like to leave my girls satisfied,” I said. “So, no boyfriend, huh?”
“Who dates any longer,” Renee muttered. “The guys just want to pump and dump. Every girl’s so eager to prove she’s all grown up, she lets herself get run through by a dozen guys.”
“And you?” I asked.
She shrugged. “My fingers are just fine. For now.”
Wait, Renee was a virgin? Of course, innocent Linda was, but Renee? She always dressed so trendily and was going out with her friends. I assumed some pimply-faced sophomore was giving it to my sister. Nancy certainly had lost hers by eighteen. We’d both lost ours at the same party, though to different people.
“What about you?” she asked as I worked down towards her rump. “The girls haven’t been banging down your door, have they?”
“All hiding at home.”
“Pity,” she said. “You must be just dying for them.”
“Yeah,” I said, wondering where my sister was going with this.
Then, to my shock, Renee rolled over. There was a boldness to it, her unknotted top spilling from her breasts. Her breasts quivering. Her nipples thrust up hard and pink from the center of the pale patches on her tanned tits. Despite the aggression of the action, her face looking pale. Scared. Her arms started to cover herself up.
She wanted to be that seductive minx, but I could see the virgin vulnerability. The fear that she had gone too far. That she was about to embarrass herself, but that she ached for me too much not to try. She wanted it. This was her chance to seduce her big brother, and she was going for it.
How long had she felt this way? How long had she wanted me?
This throbbing energy pulsed through the air around us. My chest felt so tight as she lay there trembling, her plump boobs jiggling. She had a gorgeous body. Just perfect. Spending quarantine with my little sister…
Damn.
“Clancy,” she whispered. “I… Do you…? Am I…?”
“You’re fucking hot, Renee,” I said, knowing what she was getting out.
A smile spread on her lips. Some of her tremblings slowed. “Really? Compared to those senior girls you date.”
Maybe it was the fact I hadn’t seen a girl outside my family in the flesh in three weeks or maybe Renee was just that hot, but I didn’t hesitate to say, “They don’t have anything on you, Renee. These tits…”
I grabbed her breasts. I cupped her boobs with bold hands, feeling the slick tanning oil. I squeezed them, reveling in their perky plumpness. In the pliant delight of her silky flesh. She shuddered as my thumbs swept out and brushed over her nubs. She squirmed, her legs rubbing together.
“Clancy,” she whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, Clancy.”
“How long have you wanted this?” I asked. I twisted her nipples. She gasped, her legs spasming.
“Years.” She bit her lip. “You’re just so…so cool. So handsome. Clancy, I’ve wanted you to notice me. I mean… look at how much time I spend tanning where you could see me. And… and… You were too busy playing with that dumb car.”
Her frustrated anger was so cute. I grinned.
“What?” she asked.
“You’re adorable,” I said.
Her tanned cheeks darkened. She pulled off her sunglasses, her brown eyes trembling as she stared up at me. Her breasts rose and fell with her quickened breathing. I squeezed her tits and bent down. I claimed my little sister’s mouth.
I kissed her with hunger. My tongue thrust into her mouth while my thumbs rubbed at her tits. She moaned, squirming on the chaise lounge, the vinyl strips creaking beneath her. She whimpered, her tongue playing with mine. She tasted so sweet. Felt so amazing.
My little sister wanted me. Goddamn, I wished I had realized it sooner. If Nancy hadn’t told me, I would never have noticed. I would have spent quarantine fucking around with that dumb car when I had a cute, sexy little sister to play with.
I pinched her nipples, my oiled fingers sliding around those nubs. She quivered and moaned into our kiss, her lips waxy smooth with her lipstick. She trembled, the chaise lounge creaking. Her toes curled as she groaned out her delight.
I broke the kiss and smiled down at her. “So you got a thing for your big brother, huh?”
“Mmm, yes,” she said. “Linda can be a daddy’s girl all she wants, I’d rather play with my hot brother.”
“Poor her, stuck with dad in his stuffy office and not out here having fun.”
“But lucky me,” groaned Renee, her boldness returning. She had a fearless streak to her. “So you’re going to do it? Take my cherry. Make your little sister into a woman.”
I winked at her, my dick throbbing. I had only deflowered one girl, and it had been a disaster. I hadn’t gotten her ready enough. That would change. I released Renee’s tits, ready to give her the most amount of rapture possible.
I popped off my t-shirt. She stared at me, licking her lips. Her thighs rubbed together, those cute tits jiggling. I loved tan lines on a girl. They made her more exciting. Those pale triangles amid her tanned flesh revealed what she kept hidden from all eyes but me. Seeing a treasure no other guy was lucky enough to see.
I settled between her thighs, my dick throbbing in my jeans. The day was getting warmer and warmer, but I didn’t care. I slid my hands up her oiled stomach to her tits. I groped them as I leaned down and kissed her again. I savored the incestuous thrill of making out with my little sister.
My twin had wanted a quick fuck. A one-time thing, but I could feel Renee wanted more. She lamented about no one dating. She wanted a boyfriend. A brother. Someone who wouldn’t dump her for the next girl.
It was… an intoxicating idea. She was exciting. Delicious. With quarantine on, I wasn’t dating. And after…? Well, would I need to hook up if I had a sexy, little sister that wanted only me? This rush of heat surged through me.
I kissed her harder. She whimpered, her oily hands rubbing at my sides. She slid them over my back, caressing me as we made out. It was so delicious. I loved it. I savored this wonderful delight. I kissed her with hunger.
My tongue thrust into her mouth. We danced around. It was delicious to enjoy. I loved every second of it. She sucked on my tongue, her lips wild and hot. My dick throbbed in my pants. Nancy had taken the edge off, but Renee…
Renee promised satisfaction.