“I just got back,” he lied, as his sister came into his view and leaned against the doorjamb of the bathroom, bending a knee to rest her foot against it. She placed her hands behind her back as she leaned back, gazing at her brother in the mirror.
Jimmy thought she looked great in her small, tight, one-piece dress with spaghetti straps holding her plump breasts up. The short dress came down to her lower thigh, so that it now rose slightly as she raised her knew a bit further. Jimmy grew uncomfortable again, wondering if his sister was intentionally teasing him with her sexy body?
“So what do you feeling like eating,” she said in a husky voice, suddenly adding, “for dinner…I mean?” She was unsure why she had added the last part, as she gazed at her brother for an answer. He looked so adorable, she thought, with his dark, messy hair and dark, yet, innocent looking eyes gazing at her through the mirror.
“I dunno,” he answered after a long pause. “You have anything in mind?”
“I dunno,” she replied, not realizing or caring that a spaghetti strap had fallen off one shoulder, resting sexily around her upper arm, as the swell of her breast was suddenly noticeable. “There’s a restaurant/bar on the beach of our hotel that looks interesting. Wanna try it?” Susan asked, gazing intently at her brother in the mirror, wondering what he was thinking, as shots of pleasure rang through her groin from this intimately growing moment. She was acutely aware of the strap having fallen from her shoulder. The thought that her braless breast could pop into view if she moved again excited her, as she waited for her brother’s reply. A hungry stare filled his eyes as his gaze shifted between her eyes and the slipping strap.
“Sure,” Jimmy replied, finally turning his attention to himself again, as he began to brush his hair.
“Cool,” Susan said, quickly raising the shoulder strap and turning into the hotel room to end the sexy moment. She could not understand why she was having sexual thoughts around her brother, or why she was feeling horny every time he was near? True, she hadn’t been laid in over two months, the result of not having a steady boyfriend. But was she that hard up to go after her own brother? Perhaps it was the atmosphere, and the thought that they were alone on this island of thousands of strangers. She…no they…could do anything they wanted without concern.
The sexual tension between brother and sister was growing, unknowingly hurdling the two toward a sexual encounter with each other that neither had ever experienced or would soon forget!
Dinner was fabulous! The restaurant was magnificent with an island theme and salsa jazz playing in the background. Susan and her brother sat at a corner table seemingly lost in their own little world, as they devoured their meals. They had just finished a bottle of white wine when Susan inadvertently turned the conversation to sex.
“So,” she began, keeping her eyes on her food, “how’s your love life these days?” She met her brother’s eyes as she chewed.
“It’s non-existent,” Jimmy replied, somewhat dejected, “but I don’t care. I can’t think about that, Sue.”
“What’s there to think about, Jimmy? Stop analyzing everything, little brother! Just be yourself. Take a night off once a week and go out. You’re a handsome guy, Jim, and you’re funny and witty! But you’re never gonna meet someone if you spend all your time in a lab or at the library!”
“Have you seen the hot women at the library?” Jimmy replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as Susan, trying not to burst into laughter, nearly choked on her food at the comment. Jimmy smiled himself but knew his sister was right. His expression grew serious as he picked at his food. “Yeah, you’re right, Sue. I just… I dunno. It’s just not that easy for me.” He said.
Susan gazed at her brother and felt bad for lecturing him. She hadn’t meant to make him feel bad and say anything, but the wine had loosened her tongue. “Hey, sorry. I didn’t mean lecture. I’ll leave that to mom, okay?”
Jimmy smiled, replying, “No, don’t worry ’bout it.” He said, concentrating on his meal for a minute before speaking again. “How ’bout you? How’s cupid treating you?” He asked somewhat timidly.
Susan smiled and thought about the last guy she had dated nearly two months earlier. He was a wealthy broker with a huge cock and ego to match. Susan ended the relationship when the megalomaniac informed her of when they would marry; when she would bear his child and when she would quit her “trivial” career; seemingly having every decision made for them. She never returned his calls after that. “Well,” Susan answered, “let’s just say his arrow keeps missing me.” She smiled weakly as she turned to her food. “But, I don’t shy away from meeting people, Jimmy. That’s all I’m saying.” She added, more tenderly than before. “Okay, I’m not saying anymore!” She said, angry with herself again for coming off like their nagging mother.
Her brother gave her a sympathetic smile before adding, “Sounds like this vacation came at a good time for both of us, huh? Let’s just forget about everything and everybody for the next few days. What dya say?”
“Deal,” Susan replied, raising her glass and tapping it with her brother’s. ‘Let’s just forget about everything and everybody for the next few days’. Her brother’s words echoed in Susan’s mind, as she gazed at him eating. After dinner was over and halfway through their second bottle of wine, Susan looked over at the small, wooden dance floor a few feet from their table.
“Dance with me!” She said gleefully, grabbing her brother’s hand and pulling him out of his chair.
“No…Sue, I’m not much of a…”
But Susan was already wiggling her hips sexily as she wrapped her brother’s arms around her from behind. The wine had loosened her up, as she lost herself in the hot rhythm of an up tempo, salsa beat. Brother and sister danced, moving close to each other at times and twisting away at other times. Jimmy actually enjoyed himself, when he realized no one was watching them or cared what he did. He smiled widely, as he moved clumsily, gazing at his sexy sister as she smiled and winked periodically at him.
Near midnight, they headed back to their hotel rooms. Susan went through her nightly facial cleansing routine before changing into a light t-shirt in the bathroom. At the same time, Jimmy also slipped into large, baggy shorts, ready for bed. He was lying on his bed, watching a program on the history of the atom bomb, when Susan appeared in the open doorway connecting their rooms. The glow of the television seemed to bathe her in white light, as she stood gazing at her little brother.
“Well, I’m going to bed,” she said sauntering sexily over to where he lay.
“Okay, goodnight. I’m just gonna finish watching this,” he replied just before Susan bent over and kissed his lips briefly in a goodnight kiss. He watched her sweet ass walk away, peeking from the bottom of her t-shirt, as it jiggled with every step.
“Want me to shut my door?” She said suddenly, not knowing why she wouldn’t just automatically shut her door connecting their rooms.
“Uhm…no, you don’t have to. I was going to leave mine open,” Jimmy lied.
“k…g’night,” she said plunging her room into darkness and slipping into bed. Minutes later, she heard Jimmy’s television turn off, as his room went dark also.
But sleep avoided them.
Susan tossed and turned, as she thought about her brother, her work, her love life, and again about her brother lying in the next room. Like earlier in the morning on the beach, she imagined her brother fucking the young girl and pictured him with a ten-inch cock. Susan’s body betrayed her as she squeezed her thighs. Her t-shirt had risen to her stomach, revealing tiny little panties around her snug hips.
After what seemed like nearly an hour had passed, a sleepless Susan heard the unmistakable sound of heavy breathing and flesh-against-flesh. She listened in awe, as she realized her brother was jacking off. He must’ve thought he could be quiet enough or that she had fallen asleep, or both. She imagined that he was thinking about her as he stroked his huge cock. Involuntarily, Susan’s hand slipped inside her panties to find her raw pussy already soaked. She slipped a finger into it briefly before beginning to strum her clit, matching her brother’s tempo as best she could.
Jimmy Watson stroked his cock furiously as his mind shuttered through all the sexy images of his sister earlier in the day. His cock ballooned when he recalled the feel of her snug ass rubbing back against his groin, when they were dancing. She had rubbed her ass against his hardening cock briefly, before turning and smiling wickedly at him on the dance floor and winking. And with that recollection, Jimmy’s cock exploded, sending ropes of cum through the darkness; onto his chest and stomach. He fought to suppress his moans.
But in the next room, his moans had been heard as Susan reached her own climax when she imagined her brother’s cock shooting cum down the beach tart’s throat. And just as Susan’s orgasm slammed into her, Susan imagined it was she sucking her brother’s cock and swallowing his cum greedily down her throat.
Brother and sister, each, had just experienced orgasms thinking of each other. And, ten minutes later, they were fast asleep, contented smiles across their faces.
The following day was spent sight seeing, snorkeling and parasailing along with more sunbathing. At dusk, they had dinner in a quiet, intimate restaurant that served upscale, Caribbean fare. Susan had curried shrimp and coconut, while Jim had pork chops in mango chutney. They shared a dessert of West Indian banana fritters; ending with a cup of Jamaican style coffee each.
“Let’s check out the Bamboo Club later. The one we saw today!” Susan exclaimed, referring to the open-aired bar they had seen while searching for a lunch spot.
“Okay!” Jimmy replied. “It’s on the other side of our hotel from here, I think. Shouldn’t take long to get there!”
“No it shouldn’t, but I wanna go back to the hotel and freshen up. How ’bout I meet you at the bar? No sense you coming back to the hotel if you don’t have to.” Susan added, as they made their way back toward the hotel.
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