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I began living with my sister, Caitlin, when I left the Army. Together, we bought a nice, affordable two-story duplex and each of us lived in one side, but shared the back yard. We’d done some improvements like putting in a pool and such. Now that I’ve been temporarily laid off from work, we rented out one side to a pilot who used it occasionally to entertain a flight attendant or two, but primarily to sleep when he was in town. I moved in with my sister on the other, using my unemployment and savings to help with the bills. I was job-hunting despite the “temporary” nature of the layoff, though, so I got up early that day to shower and dress. I had only 1 appointment and that was for 10 am. When I came downstairs to grab a cup of coffee and a breakfast bar, Cait and her new friend from work, a girl named Amber, were sitting at the table talking.

“My, my, my! You didn’t tell me you had such a hot brother, Cait!”

Sis blushed and I introduced myself. Amber was a stunning looking redhead. Her only drawback had to be her small breasts. Actually, they weren’t a drawback for me but she was apologizing for them almost immediately.

“Well, Cait didn’t tell me she had a sexy friend, either!”

“Cait’s the sexy one. She’s got the boobs and ass while I just have the ass. If I weren’t so flat up front, I could wear the sexy clothes and get guys to whistle at me. Instead, I just hang out with her for the sloppy seconds.”

“You look damned good to me, hon.”

“Only because she’s your sister and there isn’t some other hot, busty babe in the room, sweetheart,” she half-joked. Obviously, the woman didn’t know me very well.

Other than that small trait of belittling her chest size, she had a delightfully curved frame, beautiful legs leading up to a gorgeous ass and, to top it off, had dazzling emerald-green eyes. Sis, on the other hand, was built a little different. Where Amber was a 35A, my sister, Cait was more like a 32-D. She had a small frame for her breasts, making them look larger than they actually were. Her small size accentuated her wasp-waisted figure and her gentle yet alluring smile caused guys to turn in her wake.

She generally was the typical soft-spoken and polite southern debutante – constantly believing in the good side of people, which sometimes lead to more problems than she could handle. I’d had to “rescue” her from overly aggressive dates on more than one occasion, one time nearly beating the snot out of some jock that thought sex with my sister was his right and not a privilege to be given. He was shown a different opinion. When his parents threatened to sue, I countered with rape charges (my parents passed away in Cait’s junior year and I was her guardian). Since their boy was headed for a big-time football college, we let it all fall away.

But now, Cait was 20 and I was late. We chatted for a few more minutes and I headed out the door. About a quarter of the way there, I received a call on my cellular to reschedule my job interview. I shrugged and turned around, happy to have the rest of the day to myself. I was going to get my suits from the cleaners, but I didn’t have the ticket, so I headed home to pick it up.

When I walked in the door the shower was running. Cait and I have a fairly loose relationship, so I popped into the bath to let her know I was home. I was shocked to see two bodies in the shower! I was even more shocked to see a side of my sister I’d never known!

I watched as my sis and Amber kissed for a long while and then reach up, pulling at the redheads wet tresses until she yelped with pain and sank to her knees in front of Cait.

“You want to fuck my brother, don’t you, slut?” snapped my sister. Amber moaned against my sister’s mound and shook her head affirmatively. Cait pulled her hair harder and the taller girl whimpered then bent forward to lick at my sister’s gash.

“You want to strip naked for him and get him all hard and then tease him for me, don’t you?”

What was this? My sister wanted her friend to seduce me in front of them both?

Amber whimpered against my sister’s pussy, not stopping her ministrations to her slit.

“I want to watch you fuck him, my lovely slut. You’re going to let me watch you, aren’t you?”

Amber moaned and Cait – my quiet, shy sister, Cait – reached down and pinched down firmly on the redheads nipples, making the taller girl squeal and shudder. I watched as they both came hard, my sister collapsing against the shower wall and Amber almost screaming as her now-visible fingers frigged her cunt like a vibrator.

Cait noisily slid down the wall of the fiberglass stall and Amber just knelt there, kissing her way up my sisters body until she got to the two white globes that jutted out from her skinny frame. She kissed and licked at Cait’s nipples for a moment as my sister lay there, almost passed out from her orgasm. Finally, Amber spoke.

“You really want me to do your brother in front of you while you watch?”

“Well, um, k- şişli escort kinda,” she stuttered. Now that they were just cuddling, Cait reverted to her shy, unsure self.

“Kinda? Either you do or you don’t, girl!”

“I don’t know! Jeez, like, he’s my brother.”

“So? I had a crush on my brother for years.”

“Yeah, well, did you ever sleep with him?”

“No, but I got stoned with him one night when my folks were on vacation, then stripped for him, jacked him off twice and sucked him while he played with my tits and finger-fucked me. We passed out in the living room and woke up when his girlfriend was knocking on the door. He sorta freaked after that and wouldn’t come near me, even to hug me, for a long time afterwards.”

“Jesus, no shit? You sucked him off? What was it like?”

“Just like doing it to any other guy.”

“Yeah, but, like, he’s your brother and all.”

“I know. That’s what made it all the more wicked and interesting!”

Amber was now playing with Cait’s pussy, the palm of her hand rubbing slow, gentle circles around the mons. Cait slid down a little more, so Amber bent and sucked one of Cait’s pink nipples into her mouth and bit down a little. Cait gasped and arched her back while Amber smiled and pulled on the nipple with her teeth. Cait then grabbed Amber’s hair and twisted, making the taller girl grimace. It was as if they were both playing a game of chicken, the one tolerating the greatest amount of pain declared the winner. Cait reached under Amber and pinched her nipple with those long nails of hers, making the taller girl yelp and let go. Cait giggled and they kissed.

“So,” said Amber, breaking the kiss and caressing my sister’s face, “Do you ever fantasize about sleeping with him?”

“Jesus Christ on a crutch, Amber! I swear! You have a one-fucking-track mind! He’s my brother, for God’s sake!”

“So what? Doesn’t mean you can’t have fantasies about him. I mean, you obviously like him a lot. You live with the hunk! The question is,” she said, gently caressing Cait’s nipples, “do you ever think about sleeping with him?”

“Fuckin’ shit piss-eatin’ goddamn single-minded whore!” my sister chanted, her eyes to the ceiling, “Hell Amber, I don’t know. OK, so yes, I-, I’ve had fantasies about him, OK?”

“Oh!” she squealed, “What kind of fantasies?”

“Fantasies. You know. Just fantasies. Dreaming that he comes in to my bedroom and catches me masturbating and all that shit.”

“That’s it? Just masturbating?”

“Cripes, Amber. I think if he ever did see me doing anything, we’d both be so embarrassed that we would freak out too much. It would just be too weird. And I couldn’t handle it if my brother freaked out the way your brother did. I need him in my life!”

“Get him drunk then!”

“I wouldn’t have the nerve to go through with it!”

“Let him get you drunk and then just drop hints or wear sexy clothes or something. See what happens!”

“I couldn’t!”

“If you don’t, then I will!”

“Go ahead and fuck him! I know you already want him!”

“No. I mean, if you don’t tell him that you want to fuck him, then I will.”

“I don’t want to fuck him as you put it.”

“I thought you said you were in lust with him.”

“No, I said I had fantasies about him. That’s not the same thing.”

“So, you do or you don’t have a crush on him?”

“I-, I-,”

“Either you do or you don’t.”

“OK, OK, so I’ve had a crush on him since forever.”

“Really? What made you first realize that?”

Yeah, I wondered to myself, “when did THIS come up?

“I was a few years ago,” she began. “He’d just come home from boot camp and we were all proud of him. Gawd, Amber, he looked so freakin’ handsome in that uniform! All my girlfriends thought he was just absolutely “it” back then.

I was at a sleepover at Marsha Bergeman’s house and all we did was talk about Dirk and how hot he looked in his Army uniform. Marsha and Bethany were gushing the most and we all began to tease them about it. It probably helped that Connie Marshall got hold of a couple bottles of wine. We got pretty wasted and fell into a sort of truth-or-dare kind of game and Twyla Connell picked Bethany.

“Twyla? God, that bitch is so fuckin’ skanky!”

“Shut UP. She was my best friend!”

“Yeah, until she became a smack addict.”

“She is not. OK, so she has a bit of a drug problem. She’s handling it.”

“She’s still skanky.”

“Whatever. Anyway, it went like this.”

Cait began the story about her sleepover.

“Twyla asked Bethany if she’d ever masturbated which got an uproariously squealing giggle from all the girls and a reprimand from Marsha’s mom. When we quieted down, Twyla asked again. We giggled and laughed softly, but we were stunned when Bethany said, ‘yes’ because we were all too young to really know what that was – at least I was. I barely knew what a clit was, then.

Twyla egged Bethany on to show us what she did and we all mecdiyeköy escort sat there in amazement as she lifted one let and pulled up her nightshirt, then frigged herself to an orgasm right in front of all of us. She came quietly, but her eyelids were fluttering and her fingers were moving really fast on her clit. After she calmed down, Twyla asked her what she had been thinking about. She got this huge grin on her face and said, ‘Caitlin’s brother Dirk getting naked for me!’

“After that, we all had to admit whether we masturbated or not and it sort of fell into a group thing. We were all masturbating and telling each other fantasies. Thinking about it now, they were pretty lame, but back then it got us all pretty hot. When Marsha began talking about what she’d like to do to Dirk, I suddenly found my clit and strummed my thumb over it and POW! I came in a huge, shuddering climax thinking about my brother’s cock!

“Of course, I couldn’t admit that to the other girls, so I mentioned thinking about some boy I had a crush on and they wanted me to tell them what I’d done with him.

I hadn’t done anything, but I let on like we’d made out, making shit up about him. After that, they all thought I was more experienced than I was. When Bethany came to me about her being mixed up over guys and girls, I had to continue the whole charade until I began to live it.

We went up to my room and made out, kissing and fingered each other for over two hours. She kinda freaked out about being a lesbian, even though we remained lovers for more than six weeks. I finally fixed her up with the guy that’s now her husband so that I could convince her she wasn’t a lesbian and that she could really get into both guys and girls and have the best of all worlds!”

“Wow, she was your first girl experience?” asked Amber.

“Yeah, but she didn’t know what to do and the reason I knew some things was from reading Dirk’s magazines, so I just followed what I’d read.”

Amber giggled. “You learned pretty well, too!” She bent and kissed my sister passionately while I nursed a hard-on through my pants. They broke their kiss and Cait mentioned something about a double-headed dildo calling both their names.

The girls gave out a scream as the water abruptly went cold on them. I hurriedly backed out of the doorway and out of the house, heading for my car to made a show of “just coming home.” so that I wouldn’t surprise them doing anything else. When I walked back in, they were both in robes, sitting at the kitchen table, hair wrapped in towels.

“Hey there, hunk!” purred Amber. I grinned at her and pinched her cheek. What I wanted to do was pinch her ass, but I had to pretend I didn’t know anything. Instead, I walked over and gave my sister a hug, lingering just a second longer than I normally did and complimenting her on the way she smelled. I saw a knowing look pass between the two of them as Caitlin blushed.

“How’d your interview go?”

“It didn’t, sis. They guy cancelled. He called me on my cell phone just as I was getting off the highway, but rescheduled for Friday.”

“Oh, that’s too bad. I thought you had this job in the bag.”

“I probably do, but I want more money than they’re willing to pay. He’s probably checking out someone that wants less.”

“So, why don’t you take less?” asked Amber.

“Because I’m worth what I’m asking and I can work rings around anyone that they hire straight out of college. They’ll get twice their value out of me and they know it. He just wants to check on one other wonder-boy first. Probably the son or nephew of a vice president or something.”

“Well, I know you’ll get it, Dirk! You’re smart.”

“Thank you, Cait!” I hugged her again and kissed her cheek. Amber giggled and went, “Where’s mine?”

I moved over to Amber and reached around to hug her. She shifted just as my hand came into contact with her body and I ended up cupping her breast instead of holding onto her ribcage. I’d also bent to kiss her cheek, but she made sure I planted one right on her lips. I felt her tongue snake quickly into my mouth and then she broke it off.

“Whew! He’s a good kisser!” she told my sister. I pinched Amber’s nipple before removing my hand and she squeaked, causing Cait to laugh.

“So, what will you two be doing today?” I asked.

“Amber has to go to work at 2 and I have to be there by 4. We’re both working the swing shift this week, so you won’t be seeing much of us until Friday.”

“Oh? What happens then?”

“That’s when you’ll take us out for dinner and dancing to celebrate you getting your new job!” Cait told me.

I looked at my watch. 11:30.

“Well, I’m going out to swim some laps. I’ll make you lunch when I come back in and then you can both get ready for work.”

“We’re going to make a quick run over to the store,” said Cait. “Do you need anything?”

I told her yes and gave her a short list I had up on the refrigerator. I then got into my trunks and then went out to the swimming pool.

I was really concentrating on my laps as I thought about what I’d witnessed that afternoon. I’d done about five when I felt rather than heard someone dive into the pool. By the time I stopped, there was a female body in front of me. I came up and Amber immediately put her arms around my neck.

“Come here!” she said, planting her mouth on mine.

We kissed like that for several minutes. Her lips were soft and pliant and her tongue was flavored with honey and spices. I’d never tasted a girl so desirable in all my life. She snaked her body hungrily against mine and pressed herself against my groin. If I hadn’t been hard already, I’d have quickly gotten there.

Amber growled when she felt my hard-on grinding against her clit. Not wasting any time, she pulled my trunks down over my cock and pulled aside the material of her suit bottom

“Kind of impatient, aren’t we? I chided.

“Fuck you,” she said, good-naturedly, “I’m horny and you’re available!”

With that, she impaled herself on me. Wordlessly, we began to fuck. Amber weightlessly bucked up and down on my cock, pushing the head deeper and deeper into her tight little gash until it suddenly sunk in to the hilt. She let out a little squeal and let her head fall back as she wrapped her legs around me and began to wiggle, humping my cock hard, sliding up and down against me.

“Oh fuck does that cock feel good!” she finally groaned. “Nice, thick, hot, juicy cock meat for my cunt! Fuck me! God damn you, fuck me! Feed that cock to my cunt!”

“MMM… you like talking dirty, don’t you, you little whore slut?”

“Oh fuckin’ A, YES! Ram it into me. Take me hard, Dirk! Fuck me like the slut I am!”

“Hush! Keep it down! I don’t want the entire neighborhood to hear!”

“Fuck the neighbors!” she said, but with a lowered voice.

I managed to walk over to the shallow end and deposit her tight little ass on the ledge so that I could thrust into her hard.

“GOD your cock feels so good! Fuck me harder! Ram it into me!” As I did, I pulled down the straps of her one-piece to expose her breasts.

“No, don’t take that down,” she whispered. “You don’t want to see those little things! Just fuck me!”

“But I do want to see your breasts babe! I love small breasts like yours!”

“Yeah, right,” she said, huffing as she met me, thrust for thrust.

“I mean it!” I told her as I pistoned in and out of her tight little cunt, “I’ve always had this thing for girls with small tits and sensitive breasts.”

“Well,” she gasped, “you… definitely… have… that… here!”

I grabbed her hair and bent her head back, pushing her breasts out toward me. I leaned over, sucked her left nipple into my mouth, and then clamped my teeth down on it.

“OOOHHHFUCK! I’m cumminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng!” she screamed as I pulled back a little. Her fingers went to my hair and tried to pull my head away, but I bit down harder on her nipple and she screamed again and reversed herself, pulling my head into her, shuddering in an orgasm that lasted the better part of a minute. Then she let go and I raised my head to kiss her hard while I worked on my orgasm.

We kissed again and she bit my lower lip as I pounded her pussy, grunting with my exertion. Amber began to bite and nibble at my neck, both of us grunting and growling like the rutting animals that we were. She moved her hungry mouth downward, her lips and teeth touching all my sensitive spots, especially just where my neck and shoulder meet. She licked and then bit there, which pushed me over the edge and I yelled that I was cumming. Groaning, I pulled out and spurted it all over her tits.

Both of us watched as the creamy goo splashed out of my rock-hard cock and onto the small swells and hard, tender nipples of her breasts. Amber arched her back for the second spurt and pressed forward for the third, moving her chest back and forth across the head of my cock and catching all my cum onto her nipples as it flowed from my cock.

I huffed a couple more times and then collapsed towards her. We embraced, holding on to one another as we caught our breath. Finally, she slid down into the water to wash herself off.

“I don’t know why you wanted to see these,” she apologized, splashing water over her chest. “They’re so small.”

“They’re perfect.”

Amber stopped and looked at me to see if I was handing her a line.

“I’m not kidding. They’re perfect.”

They were, too. They were two round swells, just a hint of shape to them – probably the B cup I thought they were.

“Amber, I’m one of those guys that actually prefers small breasts over big ones! I love exactly what I see right there!” I told her, running my palms across her nipples. She sighed and smiled.

“Guys always kid me about being flat-chested, so I’m a bit sensitive about them.” she told me.

“I used to get teased a lot in high school about being ‘flat as a board and twice as hard’ so I’m always wary when a guy that I think is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen says my breasts are ‘perfect.’ I mean, what do you think about your sisters breasts?”

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