Ten minutes go by rather quickly, and Logan finds himself outside his Sister’s bedroom door almost hyperventilating. He takes a deep breath and lightly knocks on the door to her inner sanctum.
“Come in, Logan,” she murmurs in a soft voice.
He guardedly steps into her room and asks, “What’s going on, Sis?”
“Have a seat, Logan. We need to talk,” She answers in a serious tone.
Becky is sitting at her computer wearing her usual sleeping attire. He can tell she is braless because the ever-present hard nipples are staring through her nightshirt at him. No matter how hard he tries to control his eyes, they automatically go to her tits. Becky grins at her brother and says, “That’s what I want to talk to you about, big brother.”
“What?” he asks innocently trying to feign misunderstanding.
“Cut the damn bullshit, Logan,” She snarls! “You know very well what I’m talking about. You can’t seem to keep your eyes off my tits.”
He doesn’t say anything. To tell the truth, he didn’t know what to say because Becky has him dead to right. He can’t help it. His eyes automatically go straight to her tits without his knowledge or forethought. He is finding it harder to keep the promise made with his Dad; which is not to fuck Becky before Dad has his chance with her.
She gazes at him for a few minutes then asks, “Why is it that you can’t stop gawky at my tits, but you will not squeeze my tits or rub your cock against my butt like you do Mom?”
“Damn it, Becky! Why do you keep insisting I squeeze Mom’s tits and rub my cock against her butt?
“Because I’ve seen you do it with my own eyes,” Becky snaps. “And before you say anything else, I need to tell you that last week I watched from the stairway as you and Mom fucked like two sex-crazed teenagers on the sofa in the family room.
Logan is caught off guard but is not surprised at her comment. He had suspected she knew something by the way she had been acting lately. He thinks for a minute and then timidly asks, “Does Mom know you saw us having sex?”
“Yes. I told Mom a few days after I witnessed the two of you together. At first, I wasn’t going to say anything to her, but when I walked into the kitchen the next morning and saw her playing with your cock under the table; I knew I had to confront her.”
“What did she say?”
“Let’s just says we had a nice long mother, daughter talk and came to an understanding.”
“What exactly is that understanding?”
“I won’t go into all the details just yet, but I basically agreed not to tell Dad about your shenanigans with Mom. And I should also tell you that Mom is aware of you gawking at my tits and she knows that I want to fuck you too.”
“You told Mom that you wanted to fuck me,” Logan shriek?
“Yes, I did!”
“Oh my, God! What did she say to that?”
“Well…Mom was really cool about it. She’s aware of your obsession with my tits and said I should just show you my bare tits and let you get it out of your system,” Becky smiles.
“I don’t believe you.”
“I’m not lying,” Becky quickly replies. “Mom suggests I let you see them, touch them, squeeze them, or whatever else you need to do to get it out of your system once and for all.”
“And suck them?’ He eagerly asks.
“Yes, and even suck them if that’s what it takes for you to get past this hurdle.”
“Wait a minute. Does Mom know we are in here talking about my fascination with your tits?”
“It was Mom’s idea for us to meet and settle the issue. She sees the way you gawk at my tits. And she is perfectly aware of the way your cock gets hard when I come around.”
“Are you telling me Mom really gave you permission to show your tits to me?”
“That’s precisely what I am telling you,” Becky beams. “She said we could even fuck if we want.”
“Why would Mom agree to that?”
“It’s like I said before; I told her I knew you, and she was fucking each other every chance you got, and I promised not to tell Dad if she didn’t object to the two of us having a little fun together
“And she agreed to your terms?”
“That she did.”
“Okay…I guess we should start off slow and I will just examine your naked breast for the time being.”
“That’s all you want to do,” Becky disappointingly exclaims?
Logan shrugs his shoulders and answers, “Well…I guess so for now.”
Logan sits in amazement as Becky locks her bedroom door, and then removes her cotton nightshirt. She has on a pair of sexy navy-blue bikini panties and is sporting a prominent camel toe. Logan thinks he detects a wet spot right in the middle of her camel toe, but can’t be sure because of the dark navy-blue color of her panties.
She looks nervous but smiles and asks, “Do you want me standing, sitting in a chair or on the bed?”
“What,” Logan mumbles half dazed?
“You heard what I said, Logan. Now snap out of it and get this fucking show on the road!”
Logan is stunned by her language but excited about the opportunity to play with his Sister’s tits and chooses the bed. Becky sits on the edge of her bed and waits for him to make his initial move. He doesn’t know how to get started, and neither does Becky. Licking her dry lips, she looks up at her brother and waits with anticipation. Logan can’t help but admire the beauty of her young naked body. Her satiny skin glistens with a light sheen of sweat, her long blond hair is wildly tousled as usual, and her nipples are rigid and appear ready to burst.
Logan slips off his jeans and sits next to his Sister and just stares at her magnificent orbs. Her nipples appear to be very, very hard, and the flesh around her breasts has a crimson glow. His initial hesitations are slowly melting away, replaced by a strong desire to give her what he has always fantasized about. The only thing keeping him from ultimately fulfilling that fantasy is the promise made to his Dad.
“Logan, why did you take your jeans off if you are not going to do anything more than examine my tits?” She is very matter of fact about it.
“I don’t know, Sis. I guess I just wanted to be comfortable. In case you don’t know it, my cock gets really hard every time I get around you, and it is very uncomfortable squeezed into the confining space of my jeans,” he groans. “Also, if the mood strikes me, I may even let you play with my cock.”
She appears to be satisfied with his explanation and gazes up with doe-like eyes, anxious for him to begin. Her gaze never leaves his eyes as it becomes apparent, she wants this as much if not more than him. She bites her lips and sighs while her blue eyes become glazed, and she begins breathing harder. Her eyes plead as she leans close and whispers what she desires from him next. Up until then, he had no clue as to what she really expected from him.
Logan tries to be gentle at first because he is her big brother, but he senses she wants him to take charge. He cautiously caresses one gravity-defying 36C breast then the other. They feel so firm yet spongy when he squeezes them. Becky looks at him as though she is afraid, he will damage them. She takes a deep breath when Logan begins to roll one nipple between his thumb and index finger. He can feel her heart beating rapidly under her breast.