After several minutes of these little kisses, she
slid up and straddled me, with
one leg on each side of my waist. Her breasts were about the size of
cantaloupes, and her nipples
were erect and poking out from
the material of her shirt. It was an un-
nerving feeling her nipples pressing against my bare skin
like that and usually my cock
was hard before she would turn
loose of me. Over the
course of those summers, I
learned each motion it took to
make my sister cum, and just
exactly how to give her multiple orgasms without ever entering
her with my cock. As the oldest “man” in the
family, the job of keeping the
house up, and making sure there
was plenty of firewood to keep
us warm during the long cold Montana winters, fell to me. It all started the summer my
little sister turned 18. While
working my underwear down,
she started to plant little kisses here and there on my face, on
my chest, on each of my nipples.
