Bobby gently cupped Becky's face with his hand as the movie played on. Her cheek moved closer to his. Bobby watched Becky's eyes slowly close in the reflected light of the silver screen as she turned toward him, casting a shadow over the left side of her face, but not over her glowing heart. Their lips met. Slowly. Tentatively. Tenderly exploring each other's hearts with their mouths. Are these feelings alright? Would the other one feel comfortable about this kind of relationship? But neither felt the weirdness of a kiss that should not have been. Rather, both felt the completeness of the intimacy. Neither wanted it to end, and neither wanted to ruin this moment, this heightened relationship that was deepening between these college roommates.
Bobby's lips barely slowly moved off of Becky's lips. As their kiss slowly broke, Bobby decided to throw in all his chips for the woman of his dreams. Becky felt his lips so close to hers that they brushed one another as he softly said, "I love you, Becky."
Bobby's profession of love melted not only Becky's heart, but also her inhibitions. "And I love you." Becky softly replied as if it was a given knowledge between them.
Emboldened by Bobby's declaration, and her own desire, Becky slowly slid her tongue against Bobby's lips. Bobby opened his mouth in anticipation of her entry. Becky's tongue first explored his lips, and then his tongue. Bobby's tongue caressing hers, as Becky softly moaned with desire.
"I mean I'm totally, insanely in love with you, Becky." Bobby whispered as they gulped some air.
"Me too." Becky responded -- baring her heart.
"
I want her so badly. And not just because she's beautiful and smart and is a great kisser. I want to love her -- to give myself to this angelic woman -- right now."
Bobby thought.
"Would you like to get out of here, Bec?" Bobby asked tentatively, unsure of whether such was an appropriate question to ask on a first date. Would this push her too far? Bobby did not know Becky would respond to such a loaded question. It was a question Bobby had never asked any girl before tonight.
In reply, Becky turned to him, put her arm around his neck, pulled him closer, and kissed him deeply. When they unlocked their lips, Becky tilted her head slightly down, looked romantically up into his eyes, and replied confidently and seductively, "Ah huh."
Becky picked up her purse and they left, the movie plot forgotten as their own plot thickened. But their plot was not the only thing thickening as Bobby took Becky's hand. Bobby's cock was swelling, as were Becky's vaginal lips. Becky's panties were getting wet from her feminine desire to have Bobby within her.
"
I need him! All of him! Up inside of me! Now! I've never wanted anything so badly before in my life!
" Becky thought to herself as they walked hand in hand into the lobby. "
But what if he doesn't want me -- in 'that way'. What if he doesn't want to take my chubby body as his lover?
Becky was already building up concerns in her mind as Bobby excused himself to use the restroom.
For Bobby, his task was more time consuming than normal, as he could not piss through the raging hard on that his beautiful sister had caused. And he couldn't stop thinking about her -- at all, let alone stop thinking about her in 'that way'. "
It's not as simple as taking her to bed."
He thought. "
What if she can't get past being my sister? Or past the idea of having her brother inside of her? Coming inside of her? Could she ever accept the idea of bearing her brother's children?"
They were both very family oriented, and he cringed at the thought that neither of them would have kids if they became a couple.
While Bobby was trying with limited success to tame his raging hard on, Becky was standing in the lobby, contemplating where their kisses in the dark would take them. "
To bed, woman, that's where it's taking you! With the man of your dreams! Right between your wide opened thighs! DEEP inside of you! Coming inside of you!
" she thought. "
What the hell are you thinking, Bec? Fucking your own brother? Your own stud muffin, loving man of a brother!? Yeah! Hell, yeah!! Whose cock you want between your legs -- sliding up your wet vagina -- coming inside of you. Whoa, girl! Do you know what you're asking him to do? Yeah, I know exactly what I want him to do to me. Fuck me silly and make me come!
"
They had certainly shared more than a sibling type kiss, or even a date kiss. It was a long, hot, passionate, erotic, romantic kiss. "
I wonder just how long Bobby is when he's hard?
" Becky thought to herself. But then her doubts crept up again. "
But what could Bobby possibly see in me to make him hard with my plus size body on a 6 foot tall frame?
" she wondered. With a 45" hips, round, large, but firm booty, full curvy thighs, a curvy 32" waist, and voluptuous 38E breasts that came to nice conical points, she could see little more than her chest as a womanly feature. And the rest would surely cancel out her big chest. Bobby, on the other hand, looked like a hunk to her. At 6'1", and 200 pounds, he was hot, and muscular, and she had noticed that he had a six pack stomach, and his jeans were really tight on that fine ass and bulging package. She was confident she'd seen the outline of a very long, thick dick when he walked away from her to use the restroom.
"Maybe there's hope for me yet."
Becky's vagina was so wet at the thought of Bobby being inside of her, that she had already soaked her panties and was now making her inner thighs wet. The heat between her legs was building, and she needed him to quench it soon. Thinking of what he could do for her if he lay between her legs, and how it would feel when his cock shot his cum into her tummy.
"I'm not on birth control, and he IS my brother. Should I ask him to pull out? Probably should."
But her thoughts were interrupted as she saw Bobby exit the restroom, and walk to her.
As Bobby walked out of the restroom, he boldly put his arm around her waist and she instantly replied in kind, as they walked out of the theater together. Their long legs and similar height made their walking quite natural and in step.
"I like the feel of this woman -- firm, so soft, and so curvy."
Becky enjoyed feeling his muscular body, and unconsciously rubbed his side muscles, ever so slowly, massaging his body with her fingers.
They slowed as they reached the car, which was parked at the far edge of the still packed parking lot. Their arms did not unlock from each other as they reached the passenger door. Nor did Bobby's free hand reach for his key FOB in his pocket. Rather, as if in practiced sync, they turned to face each other, put their free arms around each other's neck, pulled themselves to each other with the arms that were still around each other's waist, and KISSED! Not a friendly kiss, or a tentative, exploratory kiss, but a REAL kiss, a passionate kiss, a tongue fucking kiss, with wide opened mouths, and tongues pressed deeply into each other's mouths, swirling around, as they moaned in each other's mouths.
"
Where did this come, Bec? Your tongue fucking your own brother like it was second nature!"
Becky thought mischievously.
