Back Rub for Julia - Sex Stories

Back Rub for Julia

... amount of freedom that my sister and I take for granted. This has also uniquely prepared us for adulthood. Both of us know how to cook, do laundry, and many other tasks that young people have to learn when they leave the nest. I think that our parent's work schedules have also brought us closer than normal siblings, due to the fact that we have had to depend on each other for so much. Julia came over last night, and spent the night, so that we could all leave bright and early. Well, it was bright alright, but the early part never happened. It was about ten o'clock when we started loading up my mom's Cadillac Escalade for the four hour ride up I-75 North. The girls came over to talk to me, while my dad was cursing fluently while trying to close the hatch. "Hi, Jack." Julia smirked a crooked smile at me. Why was she looking at me like that? "Hi, Julia. Ready for the trip up north?" "Sure she is," Katie interjected. "Why wouldn't she be?" I was kind of dumbfounded at the question. Actually, Julia was... was simply stunning. Her shoulder length, light brown hair was streaked through with blond highlights. She wore a light blue tank top, and a darker blue pair of shorts. I use the word 'shorts' loosely. There really wasn't much fabric involved in making them. Not only were they tiny, but they were very tight on her stunning teenage ass. The seam divided her ass cheeks, and highlighted her awesome cheerleader's body. I thought that I could even make out a little camel toe in ...

... the front, when she turned just right. My eyes gazed down her slim body, and back up to her face. Her eyes widened, and I realized I had been staring like I had never seen a girl before. What's more, she realized I had been staring. My own fucking cousin! What the hell was I doing? Instead of being grossed out, or offended by my lewd leering, she seemed to think that it was hilarious. "Do you like what you see?" She twirled slowly in a tight circle, slowing and posing at strategic intervals to highlight her gorgeous body. "Ahh..." I mouthed. She and Katie just giggled. Sometimes I fucking hate girls. Instead of belatedly trying to make up a witty comeback, I just shut my trap, and not-so-gracefully made my retreat. Katie seemed to really get a kick out of my reaction to Julia's shorts. After closer examination, Katie's shorts weren't a whole lot more modest. I guess that since they were on my sister, I just didn't notice, at first. Wow, her bubble butt looked really nice in those pink shorts. I just shook my head, because now I was thinking about my sister's ass as well. Thankfully, we piled in the car a few minutes later, and set out on the long drive from the Detroit area. My mom was listening to her oldies on Sirius satellite radio, dad was ignoring all of us, and Katie and Julia giggled about some guy who tried to talk to Katie, and got shot down mercilessly. I knew the guy, and he was an asshole, so I didn't feel sorry for him in the least. I quickly emulated my dad by ...