[b/s] Lisa Part 7

I got up in the middle of the night and went out to check on Lisa. She was awake, curse my luck. When we were living at home I would sometimes try to catch her sleeping. When she slept on her back, her jugs were always moving around. One night I watched her twist and turn for an hour on our couch. She was just beautiful. I moved in daring myself to touch one or both of her orbs. I crawled over on my knees, pretending to watch TV, and got very close to her. Her mouth was slightly open and she was breathing evenly. I chickened out, though. You just couldn’t tell whether she was awake or not. Or if i pressed my lips against hers if she would Then wake up and slug me. I still fantasize about it. I could have probably kneaded her tits like bread dough and she would have thought she was only dreaming. She was however, at present, just sitting on the couch. ‘What’re you doing still up?’ I asked.

[b/s] Lisa part 6 At school

I went to college in California. Lisa also went to school here, but lived on campus. When I got out here, I got a roommate and got this great apartment under rent control. Just lucked into it. Lisa was still in college but not near me. We didn’t have a chance to see each other that often. I was getting older now and my feelings for my sister had changed. I was ashamed of the episodes of pawing after her and chasing her around amusement parks lustily.

I wanted to make it up to her. I knew then that it wasn’t right but she was so close all the time, that I let her good looks cloud my young judgment. Anyway, now, I had a girlfriend. My roommate had introduced me to this classmate of his. She was nice looking with brown shoulder length hair, an athletic build, and smart. She even wore glasses.

She was the first girl to ever pay me any kind of prolonged attention and I liked her a lot. I was doing good -well, I was doing ok in school and our apt. was close to the beach.

[b/s] Lisa part 5

I waited in Lisa’s room, not believing the event I had seen. I knew she would be in soon enough.

She came in after a minute, and was startled when she saw me waiting on her bed. “Get out.” I snuck a glance at her boobs, pushed together and up like she was a Victorian queen. ‘Um..’ I said, trying to stave off being ejected. ‘Are you in trouble?’ I asked, knowing the answer. “No I’m not in trouble” she shot back, annoyed at the question. ‘What about this weekend?’ “What about this weekend?” ‘Your ski trip, are you still gonna go?’ “What do you mean Mac, of course I’m going. What do you care?” with that She opened one of her suitcases. ‘It sounded like he wasn’t going to let you go.’ I let on.

Lisa had been going thru one of her dresser drawers. She stopped suddenly and turned toward me. “What? Were you listening you little fucker?” ‘Well…’ Shit. I shouldn’t have said all that.

[b/S] Lisa part 4 Disneyland

We both scrambled back to our seats before anyone on the ground could tell we were not where we should be. I got out first. I had a feeling of …disappointed elation I guess. I had gotten the hug I wanted but it was so brief I could barely describe it. I HAD felt her juggs against me though. My hard-on seemingly wouldn’t go away. I turned around and started to help Lisa get out of the car. Then i had an idea. This was my chance to get more of what I wanted. I took her arms and was planning on pulling that magnificent chest into me, under the guise of helping her, of course.

[b/S] Lisa part 3 (disneyland)

Wow. I was excited all the way to Disneyland. Dad was going there for some conference at the hotel and my sister Lisa and I were going along for the ride. Best of all, Lisa had on a tight top. One that practically shaped her huge boobs and showed them for the round, large gelatinous orbs they were. Lisa had a penchant for being mean and evil toward me, which made her tits all the more delicious to ogle. I made up my mind on the way to the park; I would get Lisa to hug me today. I was 18 and i had dreamed of holding her as close to me as possible for Years. I just wanted those boobs!! We got to the park early and were able to get a preferred parking spot on the actual Disneyland property where the staff parked.

Lisa, the bus ride home

…On the bus ride home, I tried not to look at Lisa directly. My sister had shown up at school to ride home with me and acted like i was a big baby. A baby who needed his mother or something to pick him up and it happened right in front of one of the girls i had a crush on and i was a little embarrassed about it. Of course, now, she was alone and I vowed to pay her back. I stared at her. She was the picture of confidence. My gaze drifted down her neck to her shoulders and stopped at her breasts. Man, I thought, I wish she were someone else’s sister. The bus shook from side to side occasionally, and I watched as Lisa’s fat double D jugs shook and swayed with it. Enough. I needed to start planning her come-uppance. The nurse had sent her and me home early, after some other students told her we had been arguing in the hall. “I fucking hate you”, I mumbled under my breath. She sort of heard that and looked over at me. She had a look that was like “awww, I’m sorry I berated the widdle puppy”. She chose that moment to put down her notebook and arch her back in a yawn/stretch that exposed her midriff and got the attention of every male on the bus.