My husband, DJ, and I had planned on a weekend alone since the kids were away at Anne's. We'd been planning this little get away alone for weeks. At the last minute as we dropped off the kids and were ready to leave Mom's, my older brother Robert stopped by and it didn't take long before he and DJ got to talking fishing, boating and before I knew what was happening, Robert had invited us to spend the weekend with him in the gulf on one of his large charter boats and DJ happily agreed without a second thought or even asking me. When DJ turned around, one look at me told him how thrilled I was, I had been planning on a little one on one time with just the two of us and I as much as I love my brother, I was furious! So much for that idea I thought to myself as I turned to walk back inside.
As the time to leave rolled around, I grew more used to the idea of spending the time with both Robert and DJ. I figured I could lay out in the sun while the guys fished, played cards or whatever. I could handle that. I'd just put the romance on hold until after the weekend.
We had agreed to meet up with Robert out at the docks. Early Friday morning, DJ and I pulled up to the boat dock, and patiently waited for Robert to arrive. About ten minutes later, he pulled up. I couldn't help but let my thoughts stray to the old days before we knew we were siblings, back when we were lovers, looking at Robert I realized he is a lot like DJ. Not to tall, dark hair, athletic build. Robert tends to smile more than DJ but DJ has a more coy of humor I have learned to appreciate over the years. When I first laid eyes on Robert today, I was stunned, he looked even more handsome then I had remembered in his wild multi blue colored button up dress shirt and blue jean shorts and for some reason I even thought his Docker loafers looked good, then again there wasn't really anything about Robert that I hadn't always admired from the way he wore his hair to the way he dressed. When I finally got myself together, I moved forward to greet my brother. I must admit our hug lasted a bit longer and was closer then it should have been but it felt good to be in his arms again.
After getting settled on board, we cast off and headed out onto the big blue gulf of Mexico off the beautiful Alabama shore. DJ and Robert were already playing the one up game, catching up where they'd left off last time we'd all embarked on a weekend fishing trip. I was putting away all the groceries down in the cabin and hopeful there'd me more to the weekend then the guys trying to out do each other. When we'd finally stopped somewhere in the middle, I decided to get a little sun. Slipping into my new swimsuit, a skimpy white two-piece that made my breasts look larger then they are and my tan look like it went on forever. I had bought especially for this trip when I learned it would be the three of us instead of just DJ and I, even thought I knew DJ would be furious with jealousy when he saw it. I grabbed my towel and tanning oil and headed out onto the spacious deck.
I had thought Robert and DJ were on the other side of the boat casting their poles but as I laid my towel on the lounge chair, Robert came up from below, looking over at me he smiled as he removed his shirt and sat down on the lounge chair next to me, I suddenly found myself feeling overwhelmed by the fires he had ignited deep inside me, especially after seeing his bare chest that was covered in thick layers of sexy dark hair.
It felt like hours as we sat there in silence. Not being able to handle much more of it I finally, I asked Robert if he wouldn't might putting some oil on my back. He said love to Darlin! and sat up quickly. As Robert grabbed the bottle of oil, I reached up and unhooked the top of my bikini. I didn't know what I was going to do but I knew I wanted him and DJ this weekend, my thoughts were coming fast, almost to fast for me to keep up with. Robert stared at my neck and then let his eyes wander down to my chest. Robert told me I had gorgeous breasts, then again I always did have fabulous breasts. I giggled and turned my back to him and held up my long blond hair. Squirting a little oil in his hand, Robert gently rubbed my back ,sending electric vibes throughout my entire body, it had been so long since I had felt his touch against my bare skin, more then just a casual brotherly hug, I sighed and shivered as the cool oil and Robert's large, strong hands met with my sensitive skin.
I knew Robert was growing more aroused by the second as he rubbed the oil over me. As he finished my back, I turned in my chair, it was clear to Robert I had plans. Turning over, I laid on my back and asked him to oil my front while he was at it. At first Robert knew exactly what I wanted and he wasted no time moving forward. Robert was getting aroused and I knew I had him hooked. I took the bottle of oil in my hand again and slowly dropped a wad into Robert's palm. Leaning over me, Robert worked the oil into my stomach first. I couldn't help myself as I moaned softly and closed my eyes. Robert slowly moved his hands up my stomach, to just below my full breasts. His hands hesitated and I opened my eyes. We stared at one another, looking deep into one another's eyes, not saying a word, then quietly, in almost a whisper, I said, "Please Robert don't stop, touch me"
Those little words sent shivers down his back and straight to the ever swelling mound between my legs. Robert continued to look me in the eyes and without blinking slowly moved his hands up and cupped the underside of my breasts. His hands felt so good on my felt so good on my breasts. And I noticed how Robert's hands perfectly fot my breasts as if they were meant for them.
I closed my eyes and sighed as Robert moved his oil covered fingers over my breasts, working slowly from the underside and up around the sides to rub the top of my chest. My nipples had grown hard, forming hard little nubs that began to throb as his touches went on.
Looking down, I watched his hands as his fingers spread out over my sensitive skin. My nipples were getting harder and harder. Moving his fingers down, sliding them over my skin, he brushed the tips of his fingers over my nipples. I took a quick breath and sighed, pushing my chest out to Robert, silently begging him to go on. I couldn't believe how I felt, just feeling his touch on my skin was driving me crazy. I could feel myself getting more and more aroused. My bikini bottoms were now soaking wet and I could smell my own arousal.
Robert's fingers kept gliding over me, squeezing, rubbing, massaging. He pushed his fingers down over my nipples, flicking the end of his finger over my swollen nub. I moaned, feeling faint as he flicked my sensitive nipple again, over and over. Taking my breasts in his hands, Robert brought them together and rubbed against one another. I was breathing quicker, short gasps. Closing his forefinger and thumb around my nipple, Robert pinched gently. When I moaned louder, he squeezed harder, pulling on my tight little nipple.
Over and over, for what felt like hours in the hot, southern sun Robert played with my breasts, working his fingers over my nipples and squeezing with his hands. I leaned back, bracing my body in his arms. My chest rose up, daring him. He smiled and knew he had to go for it, he had to taste those hard little nipples he had longed for, that he had wanted again and again since his very first taste years before. Leaning forward, he did what he knows drives me wild, using just the tip of his tongue, he slowly circled my right nipple, never actually touching my sensitive little nub. I moaned and pushed my breast up further into Robert's mouth. Moving to my other breast, Robert repeated the slow circles. Knowing my weaknesses he was torturing me but it was a torcher I could live with.
Finally, when neither of us could stand it any longer, Robert flicked his tongue over my left nipple and pulled it into his warm, wet mouth. Closing his lips around it, he sucked slowly, enjoying the sensation. I couldn't believe it. Here I was, my older brother sucking on my nipple and my husband was less then a football-length away. I pulled Robert's head in closer to my breasts as he sucked harder and faster.
I moaned and pushed upwards, pushing my breast into his mouth. His hair tickled my chest as he suckled at my nipples. I watched as his lips closed over my other nipple and sucked harder. My fingers played with the wet nipple Robert had just had in his mouth. I moaned at the sheer deliciousness of what I was doing. Suddenly, I felt another sensation I hadn't been expecting, unconsciously I had reached up and was rubbing my hands through the thick hair on Robert's chest, God how I love his chest!
Slowly, my fingers massaged his taut little nipples while pulling and tugging at the soft layers of chest hair as he sucked harder on my nipple. Robert's fingertips reached up to meet my other eager nipple, squeezing and teasing. I couldn't stand it. I moaned and sat up further, pushing my breasts into his face, wanting and needing to feel more of my brother's touch.
Robert, knowing what I craved, leaned forward and took my right nipple back in his mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned. His mouth was warm and so wet, it was then I realized, for the first time in my life I was comparing my lovers, I couldn't help but notice how Robert's suckling was different than DJs, more delicate, more sensuous which was the same with their touches, DJ was more direct and Robert was more gentle. Robert pulled my breast into his mouth, he sucked slow and deliberately. His hand reached up and touched my other breast and squeezed again. I could tell Robert was to the limit with his arousal, the years we had been apart had made him more impatient then ever.
