John Henshaw lay on the family room floor late one Saturday afternoon flipping through the channels on the TV. His sister, Sue, was laid out on the sofa behind him, daydreaming. They had the house to themselves for a week, as their mom was on a business trip. Their dad had walked out on them years ago.
John tuned in a football game, and put the remote down. "Hey, you're not watching this," his sister protested. At 20 years of age, Sue was 2 years older than John. She attended the local community college and was, according to John, the worlds biggest cock tease. She was also a very attractive blonde, with bigger than average tits and a nice, firm ass. And she was always finding excuses to tease him, showing a bit more skin than a sister should, like she was now, dressed only in white cotton workout shorts and a grey T-shirt, cutoff to reveal almost as much of her tummy as it hid. Plus, she was braless. She drove him nuts, and she knew it.
"Says who," John shot back.
"Me you dumb oaf. Now give me the remote," she demanded.
John rolled onto his back, looked back at her between his legs, and set the remote on his chest. "Come and get it, sis."
"If that's the way you want it," she said, quickly moving to the floor, poised on her hands and knees before him. She lunged quickly between his legs, but he was quicker, snatching up the remote and holding it on the floor beyond his head.
Still on her hands and knees, her head hovering a foot or so above her brother's crotch, she crawled forward. Suddenly, she made another lung for the remote. Just as she made her lung, John raised his knees up and closed them around her legs. Instead of a graceful leap for the remote, she ended up flopping down on top of him, with her breasts pressing down on either side of his face.
"You dumb oaf," she said making no effort to get off of him.
"Get off me, you little cock teaser," John said.
"And what if I don't," she retorted.
John laid there motionless. After all, it wasn't exactly painful lying there with a nice set of tits pressing against your face. As a matter of fact, he kind of liked it, as evidenced by his growing cock.
"What's the matter, little brother," she teased. "Cat got your tongue?"
What the hell, John thought to himself. He'd been putting up with her teasing for years. It was about time he got some payback. "This is your last warning, Sue. Better get off."
"Ohhhh, I'm scared," she feigned. "And what's big bad brother gonna do if I don't get off?"
With that, John raised his hands and grabbed her tits through her T-shirt. She gave an audible gasp, clearly taken by surprise by his bold attack.
"I think I'll do a little teasing, for a change," he laughed. "What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" he mimicked. John began kneading his sister's tits through her shirt. To his surprise, she made no effort to free herself.
To say Sue was surprised by her brother's sudden boldness would be the understatement of the year. Previously, he'd always taken whatever teasing she'd dished out. To get off him now would be like admitting defeat, and she could never do that. And besides, what he was doing felt kind of good. As a matter of fact, it felt real good, and much to her surprise, she found that she was more than a little turned on.
John decided he might as well milk this for all it was worth. "Nice tits, sis. You don't mind my massaging them, do you?" This time she responded with a low, guttural moan, moving her breasts, if possible, closer to his face.
Damn, he thought, big sister's turned on. This could turn out to be fun.
He removed his right hand from her breast and placed it on her back, rubbing it gently. He moved quickly towards her shorts, slipping his hand inside and grabbing her ass. He kneaded her buttocks with one hand, while he continued massaging her tit with the other. He was rewarded for his efforts by more moans as she began gyrating her body slowly, almost imperceptibly, against his.
Sue definitely was getting turned on by what her little brother was doing. She knew she should stop him, but she really didn't think he would go much farther. She was certain she could hold on until he lost his nerve.