Oral ∞ Unbound Ch.2A - Sex Stories

Oral ∞ Unbound Ch.2A

... Brother?”

Her words would be just about the cringiest thing imaginable if you weren’t overwhelmingly distracted by her fingers lightly brushing up the length of your erection. You turn to look at her and she tucks her hand back between the wide expanse of pale skin that is her thicc thigh and your own, now looking innocently at you with puppy dog eyes and a pout that emphasizes her already ludicrously thick DSL’s even further.

“What’s the matter, David?” she asks in an innocent sing-song voice. “You look a little thirsty right now.” She runs her tongue around her lips and bites the lower one seductively. “I’m pretty thirsty too, how about we share what you’ve got?”

Watching Marie run her tongue around her big, juicy lips, you take the chance to study this timeline’s perverted version of your sister. There are subtle differences, like how she has an e-thot goth look about her complete with black lipstick and excessive lip gloss - how her lips look more inflated than you remember. She was always on the thicc side, but looking down you realise this has been blown to another level.

Directing your gaze below her now open mouth and long, thick drooling tongue, a strand of saliva hangs enticingly before dripping down between the deep valley of her cleavage. A steady dribble trickles like a little shiny brook between two giant, smooth pink mountains. God, her tits were definitely never this huge. Tenting her tight black t-shirt outwards, your sister’s breasts are just ...

... about the most perfect pair you’ve ever seen. Smooth, pale and with a hint of aureole peeking out from the world’s hardest working piece of cloth, her nipples form two prominent bumps under the thin material. No bra, the slut.

Rose slaps your leg, hard.

“Hey! Quit it!” you yell.

“I'm still waiting for that drink, John.” she demands. Come on already, hand it the fuck over!”

At the same time, somebody grabs you by the wrist and before you know it, your right hand is guided onto a huge, pillowy soft expanse of tit flesh. Your head snaps around to see Marie grinning and pressing your hand deeper into the softness of her chest.

Yeah, okay. No contest. You fumble to hand over the last bottle of water as you instinctively start groping and squeezing your big sister’s tits.

“What the fuck, John?” Rose screams. “That was

miiiine!

Mooom, Marie stole my drink, it’s like a million degrees in here, make her give it back!”

“I swear to God if I hear another word out of any of you, I’m turning this car around and vacation is cancelled!” Clara yells back. “Marie, learn to share with your sister.”

"Mmmm, thanks, bro" Marie says before licking her big, fat juicy lips and wrapping them around the rim of the bottle. You're not entirely sure she needed to pucker them quite so much, or push the head of the bottle a couple of inches inside mouth until her lips are stretched into a wide circle. And as she tilts her head back and starts to chug, you're quite certain that ...