Journey to Love

Journey to Love Pt. 8

The Journey continues as love weaves its way into the warp and weft of the siblings existence.

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Sophie

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It was fun window shopping with my boyfriend. Growing up with mum, she had taught me all the finer arts of shopping. Jack was so nervous and embarrassed. I don't think he had been near a Jewellery Shop. I really had to break him in.

"This is hard Sophie. I don't know anything about this stuff."

"Well lucky for me I do. Or is that lucky for you?"

"You can't even see the prices. They are sneaky, with the little tags strategically placed upside down, or under the ring."

"See that's the first thing about engagement rings. Your not buying the ring. You are engaging in a dream; In the experience and the romance.

"The idea is the girl falls in love with a ring. Then they go in try it. The assistant ask questions about technical things, like size and colour. She then shows us other rings, with bigger stones and bigger price tags.

"The guy finds out the price of these. The assistant judges, by the reaction, if this couple can afford it. Then if it is clear he can't afford it, she goes back to the original one. Suddenly the price, which he chokes on, doesn't appear so bad."

"So these are not the best rings."

"Oh no, the best ones are under the counter. These are the catch rings. Different types and settings to temp a person to come on in."

"Shit I'm glad we are doing it slow."

"There are only two Jewellers in Parks. So it's slim pickings, unless we wait till Dubbo. So it won't be that slow."

Jack stood looking at a poster.

"I guess that's where we are going for our photo. The thing called The Dish. It's a Radio Telescope."

"I can see why it's called The Dish."

We wandered up the street from one Jewellery shop to the other one. Suddenly we were seeing The Dish everywhere.

"I guess it's a tourist thing. You can even get soft toy versions." Jack commented

"It's funny, it's almost as if I was blind to it, but now I'm seeing it everywhere."

"That is funny, because I think there was a DVD, you know old school movie, of The Dish in our room."

"Your fault really Sophie, I was distracted by another dish last night."

"So The Dish is a movie."

"Yep and a place apparently. Also had something to do with the moon landing. At least the blurbs say so."

"Well let's eat and head out to take our photos. Grandpa needs to be a patient man. This second one has been a long time coming."

I really wanted to make a cumming joke or two at that, but held off. We have both been cumming constantly, or so it seemed, since moment dot.

"You drive Sophie, I'm happy to navigate."

We headed out of town. It was soon very clear we could see The Dish now we were looking for it. Right in the middle of sheep paddocks.

"There's an information museum, I guess that's where we go. Drive on Sophie."

It actually took a while. Size confuses perception of distance. It was also getting hot.

There were a bunch of tourists at The Dish. The car park was fuller than we were used to. For the next two hours we immersed ourselves in the history of The Dish, the making of the movie, and Australia's part in the moon landings. It worked out Australia was a major player in the Astronomy business. A lot to do with our clean air.

We still had a longish drive back into Parkes and the sun was baking. We decided to hang out at the cafe as long as possible. We enjoyed ice creams and coffee. Over time the other tourists gradually departed. We spent the time telling each other stories from our past that we had obviously missed out on.

Eventually we were politely told that they were closing soon. As we got up to leave a ranger, except I'm sure he was not a ranger, but a person who worked there came up to us.

"Are you the two who own the little yellow car out there?"

"Yes, it's okay I hope."

"Sure, but it's so unusual and striking. What is it?"

Soon we were sharing the story again. Getting boring for us, but obviously not for the techie, sciencie, guy talking to us.

"Can I ask you a favour?"

"Well I guess you can ask, we can always say no." Jack answered.

"Look we astronomers have a bit of a photographic thing going, worldwide. It's where we take interesting photos of our equipment."

"You mean like Dick pics?" I blurted out.

"No! shit, sorry, no?" He was bright red.

"I mean of our antennas... ah, dishes and stuff."

I laughed. "Sorry opps, I didn't mean to say that, well I did, but I missed my filter. Sorry I'm embarrassed now."

"Sorry Derek, I want to apologise for my wife. She's a bit obses...."

I dug Jack hard in the ribs. Jack laughed, then we all did. Once the three of us gained control Derek spoke up.

"I was wanting to ask if I could get a photograph of your car with the dish."

"I don't see a problem with that." I answered.

"Well it might not be possible, because I need it tomorrow night at sunset. Are you going to be around?"

"Why not tonight?"

"Well tomorrow night is a full moon. And it's right at sunset so we get golden sunset colours with a full moon rising behind the dish. So perfect time, and your car would make it such an amazing image."

"Well we are in Parkes until Saturday, so I guess it would give us something to do."

We walked out to the car. There were a few other staff gathered around Daisy. Introductions happened and one of the group was introduced as the Head Scientist of The Radio Telescope.

He asked, "What does it weigh?"

"I'm not sure," Jack responded, "but I'm sure a couple of people could pick it up."

"Can we try?"

"Sure? Maybe two at the back and one at the front will be enough."

A couple of guys stepped forward, and with Jack at the front, they lifted it cleanly off the ground and easily.

"Wow that's light. There was a sparkle of excitement in the head guys eyes." His name was Stephen.

"Look if you can be here tomorrow by say seven, we will give you a private tour and maybe a ride on the dish."

My strange look showed I had no idea what a ride meant.

"I take it your've not seen the movie?" Derek stated.

"No we didn't even know it was a thing until today."

"But we have a copy in our motel room." Jack added.

"Well watch it tonight. It will help tomorrow."

So all arranged, we mounted Daisy and headed back to town.

"Sophie, we didn't take a photo for Grandpa."

"Lucky we didn't, nor send it. I think we might get a much better one tomorrow night."

Back at the Motel we hit the dining room. Not because we didn't want to swim, it was still parching hot in Daisy, but because it was close to closing.

"One thing about this car Jack' it's giving us interesting experiences."

"Yep, Remember that's what Grandpa advised us to collect. I think Daisy is pulling all the weight on that one."

"Well on the public front, true. I think we are both gathering quite a few experiences on the private side of things."

I put my foot up under the table and rubbed Jack's groin.

"You mean the sexual side of things Jack?"

"Well that too. But actually I think I'm learning even more on the relationship side. Like having a girlfriend and living with her. And learning how my Sister ticks, and well everything.

I pulled my foot away. Our food was arriving.

"How come your not like other shithead jocks we see on the TV or in movies?"

"I'm just not. I think it was needing to be independent early. It was not fitting in in some places. Thus I developed some deep respect for girls. At school I was often left with the outsiders group. Because I wasn't anywhere or at any school long, I found could talk to girls. They were more likely to become friends or at least more friendly."

"Well, I Think you were sort of cute, you still are, that would help."

"Maybe, but I wasn't chasing skirt either. I knew I wasn't going to be around long, so I never really formed the desire to go out with anyone. I did like a lot of my friends, the girls that is."

"Did you wank thinking of them?"

"Sometimes, but normally after I had left the school. I would fantasise about the missed opportunities."

"So you lived in a bit of a fantasy world?"

"Well the real world was coming up short."

"Yet that world formed and shaped you Jack. I guess I get to taste the fruit of your nomad existence."

"Sometimes that's all it was, existence. I know I've found something much better in you. A reason for life, living, enjoying. I really am lucky Grandpa put us back together. Ok, enough of this mushy stuff. I think it's time for a swim."

"You mean you want some prolonged physical contact?"

"That too."

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Jack

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This was all a bit new. Pouring my soul out to someone. I was loving that I had someone to share at this level though.

Sophie changed into her blue number. My heart raced. Score! It always set my pulse racing, which in turn stiffened me. I did have trouble not looking at her rack in this bikini though.

We walked to the pool. Sophie got a few looks on the way. She grabbed my hand.

"I don't think I'm comfortable in this bikini yet Jack."

We dropped our towels and walked into the pool together.

"That's a bit better."

"There are a few more people around tonight Sophie. Are you okay or do you want to change?"

"I'm alright because I'm with you."

I had real trouble not looking at her boobs. Sophie ducked underwater and almost sat on the bottom. Then she rose up, a beautiful nymph in front of me.

"Just checking Jack. You're rising nicely."

Then she shimmied her boobs in front of me.

"You know Jack you are the first person I feel safe just being me. You know, big boobs and all. I don't mind if you stare. In fact it turns me on."

I moved forward and cuddled her. This had the advantage of reducing the ability to look at her boobs and to look into her eyes without distractions.

"It's really hard as a male not to check out a females boobs. We are hardwired into visual stimuli. I don't think most chicks really understand that. If they were going to be so offended, then why put them out on display."

"That's sort of why I was wearing hoodies and stuff."

"I actually appreciated that. It made it hard to sus you out though Sis."

"Thanks, but then some girls enjoy being ogled. They talk about it in the change rooms with friends. But they get real offended if someone too old checks them out in the same way. Young studs are fine to look. Old ones get called freaks and pervs."

"Do you like having big boobs?"

"Not until now. It's more a burden. I didn't ask to get these. I get jealous of girls who have small tits and do not need a bra. But then, I know they are often jealous of me."

I was cuddling Sophie from behind as we sat on the steps. She took my hands and placed them under her boobs.

"Feel their weight Jack?"

When I stopped to think of that, instead of the pleasure of copping a feel, I realised they were quite heavy.

"That's what I have to carry. It's what bounces up and down when I run. It's what swings with me when I make a sudden turn. In the car they bounce on the bumps. In Daisy that can be annoying, and painful if we are on a rough road.

"Finding a bra that's comfortable is so hard. Maybe I could chop off your hands and have them hold me all day. That would be nice."

"That would be handy. I guess that would render me h'armless. But so long as they could still tweak a nipple every now and again. Then send that feeling directly to my balls."

Sophie sighed as I tweaked her nipples.

"I think I'd be wet all day Jack."

We sat in silence watching the sunset. Her boobs still in my hands.

"I think I need to swim a bit Jack. How many laps could I do in this one?"

"Well I guess it's only ten metres, so quite a few."

"Let's do laps. Keep count Jack. A kiss for every ten."

"Deal."

I wondered as we swam if she had done the maths of that in her head. Ten laps is a hundred meters, twice what she did yesterday. I was doing many more than she was but after a while I got to the shallow end and Sophie was waiting.

"Time for my kiss Jack."

It was a warm loving kiss. I went to take another but she pushed me away giggling and took off on another set of ten.

A further Kiss followed by another ten, this time all breaststroke.

It was obvious she was wearing out, but her smile was contagious as she breasted the water. I stood at the shallow end and watched her swim toward me. Her mammaries certainly affected her speed and flow. Back up the pool I watched her buttocks gyrating with her frog kick. At the deep end she slipped her bikini between her breasts and did the lap toward me unrestricted.

She pulled up for her kiss and pressed them to my chest as she kissed me. I leant into her neck and sang.

"Who let the boobs out?

Who, who, who who?"

"Jack, these girls are going to play with you tonight. I want you to titty fuck me."

"Promise."

She grabbed my dick.

"Promise."

Then she lead me to the steps by the penis. I put her boobs back in the holsters. It was like shutting curtains with this bikini design. We dried and covered up to be a bit decent as we headed back to the room. Inside the door, I had a passionate Sister to enjoy.

Carefully, she laid some towels on the bed. Then sat in the middle, but on the edge, she gestured for me to come to her. Less hurried tonight, but with purpose, she disposed of my wet swimmers. She kept her bikini on.

My penis was stiff with anticipation. This was the tit fuck I had been promised, and what I had almost from the first time I saw their size and stunning cleavage.

Sophie started kissing my penis head and making sweet love to my little guy. She slobbered all over him and then transfer that to the valley of her breasts.

"Tonight, my lovely hard friend, I want you to make love to my breasts. I want you to show my titties that their size is an erotic blessings. I want your spermies to paint them cream.

I just stood and took it in. My head was spinning. Slowly Soph took my cock and ran the glans under the bikini ring and glided it into position. With her hands she grabbed my glutes and controlled my body. In and out, up and down.

"That's it fuck me. Slide that monster through my breasts."

With her arms she pressed them into her breasts which had the effect of enveloping my penis in her soft flesh.

"Yes that's it. Faster." and she slapped my butt. "Fuck me Jack, fuck me. Pretend this is my pussy."

She dribbled spit on me and I pulled her head back while I added my saliva to the mix.

"Pinch my nipples Jack. Yes that's it. I think I might cum with you Jack."

Her hard sternum with its hidden bumps rubbed the underside of my hardness. My head, the glans, pushed in and out. The precum streamed from his eye. I started to bump her chin at the extension of my stroke. Her breasts had risen toward her chin as I began to ram into her.

"Open your mouth Sophie."

She tilted her head forward and I was aware one of my hands was pressing her head down toward my dickhead. I hoped I wasn't being a dickhead, so I eased the pressure. Soon her tits, mouth and my glans were making regular contact. Sophie's dribble continued to lubricate me through her open mouth.

"Shit I'm going to cum soon Sophie. Where do you want it?"

"In my pussy."

I almost stopped in shock.

"I mean my tit's pussy. She put one hand on the top of the breasts and squeezed so they made an end to push into the other hand squeezed my butt cheek as she drove me home.

"Cum Jack, cum, I am, crap."

"Cumming, arhhhh cumming."

Powerful spurts forced their way through her closed cleavage crack and flowed down.

I spasmed as spurt after spurt added to the sticky mess between her tits. Freshly fucked Sophie pulled me to her and rolled her breasts between her body and mine. I felt the ring of her bikini top pressed into the top of my penis shaft.

Suddenly Sophie was on her knees cleaning the sperm from me. She looked up at me with sparking eyes.

"I did want it in my pussy, my real pussy, but this was fantastic. Shower time my Big Brother. Then I think we have a movie to watch."

The Dish was a great movie. It was so funny, very Aussie. I could see why it was a hit, particularly here in Parkes.

"So that's what they meant by a ride, when we got to that part. Shit that thing is so strong. I'm getting excited Jack."

We paused the movie.

"Sophie you know when they picked Daisy up, that was weird, you don't suppose they might be planning to take Daisy for a ride as well."

"You're right. She would look stunning. Like a bee on a flower. I think so Jack."

"It will make a great photo for Grandpa."

"A great photo for our Grandkids."

I kissed her. "I would like that, but please control your motherly urges, we have only just started. I think we might need to get some genetic testing before we risk that.

We finished the movie and cuddled our way back to sleep.

"I love you Sophie."

"I love you Jack."

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Sophie

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We have our rings! It's been an exciting morning.

Well we have two of our rings. The wedding bands.

My engagement ring they didn't have in my size. But they had it in Dubbo. Our next stop. So we pick it up on Saturday. So long as we make it there by five pm.

In the tradition of arse about, we went to the river and gave each other our rings, without ceremony. But we are planning something special to do our exchange of vows. Even if we can't do it legally. But we wanted rings to cover our story, so we have them on.

Mine is a simple 18ct. gold band with a profile that matches the engagement band. Jack's is something different. Tantalum with a rose gold insert around the outer surface of the ring. I love it. Very sexy, manly but with a warm soft core, just like my Jack.

Jack's bank account is almost empty, so I guess I'll need to do payments for a while. I don't think we can say to Grandpa, look we spent it on rings.

We are at the Parkes Swimming pool to kill time before the Dish. Jack wanted to stay at home. I think he wanted more sex stuff, but I'm feeling a bit crabby. I know, just when I've actually got and am wearing my wedding ring. But it's nearly that time of month. Yesterday I was happy us groping and my tits held. Today it's annoying me.

"I'm sorry Jack."

I held his hand, our two wedding bands new on our fingers. I twirled his.

"I'm feeling a bit unsettled and even grumpy, but it's not this or these. Yep, frustrated we have to wait, it's not really how I would have dreamed the moment."

"PMT?"

"Yes, I think so. Dame Brother you're good."

"Well you did tell me it might get rough. I've been looking out for the signs."

"It is amazing that you get it. Like actually see me."

"You're not just your body and boobs you know?"

"Am I that worried about them?"

"I think so, they certainly are a focus of your negative comments."

"Have I been negative?" I snapped.

"No darling, in fact so much the opposite. Perhaps I mean sensitive about them."

"Well this is the first time I've ever really had them out in public."

"You did it for me?"

"Well yes, but not just for you to look at. It's that you make me comfortable and safe. It's like it's okay."

"I think you need some sunscreen on them. They are turning pink."

"Shit just what I need to keep me grumpy."

"Let's go screen up."

Did I let Jack do it? The sexually awakened Sophie in me said shit yes, but the quiet, nervous me was saying no way. He can do my back.

"Do you mind if you just do my back Jack? I'll manage my front."

"Gladly, but are you okay?"

"Yes, it's just become a bit much."

I was fiddling with my ring.

"We can put the rings away for a while, if you think that will help."

"No, it's just I should be happier but I'm not. I mean deep down I'm very happy. It's just the PMT taking over. I always feel grumpy and negative about everything in this week."