I reached over and picked up her swim suit bottoms. “I really don’t think you will walk out of the water more. I don’t think you would show me your body totally naked. That would shock me.”
She lowered her hands back into the water. “You don’t think I will, huh?”
“Nope.”
She started walking again. I watched as she kept walking toward the shallow end. Now I could see her belly button. I thought she would stop again, but she didn’t. She kept walking. I saw her hips. She took another step and I could almost see her pussy. Another step, now her pussy was exposed to me. I realized she shaved down there. It was as bald as a baby’s ass. She was still walking toward the steps in the shallow end. She didn’t stop. She climbed the steps and walked out of the pool. She walked right over and stood in front of me. I watched the water run off her naked body.
“Oh my god sis, you’re perfect. I really mean that.” All I had to do was reach out and I could touch her tits. That’s how close she was standing to me. I watched the water rolled off of her body. I could barely make out any tan lines.
She bent over toward me. Her tits were less than six inches from my face. I thought she was going to put them on my mouth. I was wrong. She bent over to pick up her swim suit from the table.
My dick was rock hard. She was looking at me as she started putting her top on. I watched her as she put her tits in the cups, and then tied the string in the back. Then started to put on her bottoms.
“It’s a bitch trying to get these bottoms on,” she told me.
I stopped staring at her. “What do you mean?”
“These bottoms tie on each side. It’s hard to hold it in place and tie it. I need help.”
“What you want me to do?”
“Hold up the front so I can tie it back.”
I reached over and held the front of her suit up. I used my finger and thumb to hold up the front. My hands, the back of them were against her skin right above her pussy. She tied it back in record time.
“There, all done.” She told me. I watched her as she sat back down.
I sat there trying to think of something to say. Nothing came to mind.
“Well,” she said looking at me. “We’ve seen each others stuff. Are we still playing the shock game?”
“Yes,” I answered her. I wondered just how far I could take this game. She still seemed willing to play. The trouble was I couldn’t think of something else to do. I was at a lost.
I took another drink of my rum and coke.
Nothing much happened for the next hour. It was like nothing had happened.
“Sis, are you a good kisser?”
“I don’t know. No one has ever complained. I guess I am.”
I knew with her lips she had to be a good kisser. I wanted to feel her lips on mine.
“I want you to kiss me. I don’t mean a sister brother kiss. I want you to give me your best kiss.”
She looked at me, picked up her drink and took another sip. “You want me to kiss you like I kiss my husband?”
“No, I want you to kiss me with your best kiss, tongue and everything.”
“Tongue too?”
“Yea, tongue too.”
“I don’t know….”
“What could it hurt?”
“Nothing I guess. It just seems strange. I mean you want me to kiss you like a lover?”
“Yea.”
“OK, stand up” she ordered me.
“Just think of it as first base,” I told her.
“First base?”
“Yea, first base. Haven’t you ever heard of first base, second base, third base and home run?”
“No, I haven’t. What does it mean?”
“I can’t believe you’ve never heard of this. OK, first base is a kiss, second base is touching your boobs, third base is playing with your who, who”
She laughed at the who, who remark. “Home run is when we do it.”
“How far do you want to play the game?” she asked me.
“As far as you let me. You have total control. I won’t go pass any base you don’t want me to go pass”
“I can say stop at anytime?”
“Yep, anytime,” I answered. I couldn’t believe she was considering playing. Who knows maybe I’ll get as far as touching her tits.
She walked over and stood in front of me. “So I won’t feel strange, it’s OK if you kiss me back. I want to see if you’re a good kisser also.”
I put my arms around her. I rested my hands on the small of her back just above her swim suit bottom. She put her arms around my neck. She was looking up at me.
“I can’t believe I’m even doing this with you.”
I pulled her closer to me. I watched her shut her eyes and tilt her head up towards mine. I slowly lowered my head down to meet her lips. I felt my lips touch hers. It was just a little kiss, then another, then another. I felt her open her mouth just a little. I started to stick my tongue out. I felt the tip of her tongue on mine. She opened her mouth a little more. Before I could stick my tongue in her I felt her push her tongue in my mouth. Both of us opened our mouths wider. We started playing with each others tongues. I could feel her tits on my chest. I had a hard on and I knew she could feel that against her. To my surprise, we kept on kissing. She was really getting into it. So was I. I slowly started raising my hands up her sides. I went slow to give her enough time for her to tell me to stop. I figured she would tell me any minute. Now my hands were higher on her back I felt her swim suit string. I didn’t try to untie it. That might cause her to tell me to stop. I slowly started moving my hands to the sides of her tits. I could feel her skin and the beginning of the side of her tits. I decided if she let me I would feel her tits over her swim suit. By now the palms of my hands were near the front of her tits. So far, so good. I could felt her firmness. I slid both hands over her tits. I could feel the top of her skin above her swim suit top.
She stopped kissing me and looked up. “I guess you just got to second base,” she told me.
“Not quite,” I answered.
“What do you mean?”
“Second base is when a guy feels total skin. I’m still over your suit top.”
“Oh,” was all she said and started kissing me again.
I took this to mean I could go under her top. I decided I didn’t want to press my hands under her top until I untied it. That would tell me she wanted me to do it, or gave her time to tell me to stop.
I slid my hands over her skin until I reached her back again. I felt the bow she had tied after she put her top back on. I felt around for the string to pull. Found it. I slowly started pulling the string. She stuck her tongue in my mouth even deeper. As I kept pulling on the string I felt it come undone. I kept kissing her and rubbing my hands up and down her now bare back. Her skin was smooth and soft. I decided to undo the string around her neck also. I reached the back of her neck and pulled on it. It came undone as easy as the back. Her top was still in place because we were still pressed close to together. I started to press less on her so it would fall to the ground. Before I could, I felt her pull away from me just a little. It was enough. Her top fell to the ground. I had to fight the urge to reach down and untie the bottoms. It wasn’t time yet. I started moving my hands around to the front of her. I felt my hands touch the sides of her now bare tits. I kept moving to the front of her. My palms slid across her nipples. I cupped both of her tits in my hands.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” I heard her moan. The moan was real low, but just enough for me to hear it. I started playing with her tits. I felt her nipples get hard. Again, she stopped kissing me. She looked up at me. My hands were still on her tits.
“Well, big brother, I guess you made it to second base with your little sister.”
I smiled at her. “Sis, your boobs feel great. I mean really great. Plus, you’re a great kisser.”
“Really?”
“Really” I answered her.
“Do you want to keep kissing me?”
“I don’t care if we never stop.”
We started kissing again. Now it was time to see if I could get to third base.
I slowly started lowering my hands to her hips. I figured she’d stop me anytime now. I felt the strings holding her swimsuit bottoms together. They were tied into bows on each side. I felt around for the string that would untie her bottoms. I pulled on a string on one side. It came undone. “Well, she didn’t stop me,” I thought to myself. I pulled on the other string. I felt it come untied also. Now the only thing holding up her bottoms was our bodies against each other. I moved my hips back just a little. I wasn’t sure if her bottom dropped to the ground. My hands were still on her hips. I started moving them around to her ass. My fingers felt the top of the beginning of her ass. I didn’t feel any bottoms. I lowered my hands a little more. Before I realized it my hands were on my sister’s tight firm ass. I started cupping her cheeks.
“Mmmmmmmmm” she moaned.
This time I stopped kissing her. I looked down at her face. She looked up at me.
“Well, Sis, I think you’re naked.”
“I can feel your hands on my ass.”
“Your ass feels great,’ I told her.
She looked down at the ground. “My suit is on the ground.” She lowered her hands to my ass. “Why do you still have you suit on?”
“I didn’t want to scare you. If I take them off there nothing between us, nothing.”
“I know, what’s the matter, are you getting scare now that I’ve let you go this far with me?”