Awakenings Ch. 04

As they watched, Marie took off her prim skirt, under which she had worn a lacy pair of panties (a thong would not have worked with the needed panty-liner, although Marie had strongly considered it that morning). When the bra came off, both John and Kelli inhaled and tried to control their actions down below. Yes, Marie's boobs sagged, but only just a little - they looked awesome! And her nipples, maybe a bit shy of half an inch long, were tied up in such tight knots that her areolas were involved, too.

Marie opened a drawer and pulled out the new bikini - what there was of it. The bottom was little more than a thong, which was hot enough. But when John saw the top, he let go of Kelli's tits and grabbed her thighs again, whispering, "Stop moving, Sis - just - stop for a minute. Unggghh ... oh, that was close."

When Marie held the top up to her tits, all John could see was two florescent yellow triangles maybe three inches on each edge, plus various pieces of thick string that must somehow tie it all together. The two triangles, did, in fact, cover Marie's oversize areolas, but with not much to spare.

"Sis..."

"Yes? Can I move again?"

"I think so. Except ... Are you on the pill?"

"Heck of a time to ask, but yes, why?"

"Well, I just had two contractions, and it sure felt like thick fluid escaping my balls, going down my dick, and coming out deep inside you ..."

Dang, thought Orv, who had been keeping his dick on the breaking point for at least an hour. Same thing happened here. Except for the part about being inside a hot sister. And playing with D cup boobs. And her stiff nipples. While watching my Mom play with her own nipples. Well, at least that part should happen soon!

"You didn't COME, though, did you?"

"No, not really. I guess it was a miniorgasm? Glad your safe."

"Hm. Didn't know that could happen to guys. But I'm glad it wasn't the BIG O - I want to feel your hard meat inside me for as long as Mom's in her bedroom. And don't make me have to play with my own nipples - although I'd be more than happy to."

"You got it, Sis." With that, John's hands resumed cupping and hefting Kelli's hanging tits and brushing her very hard nipples. There was a decided schlrrrping noise from Kelli's pussy as they both restarted their slow motion fuck.

Kelli cooed, "You know, you've already lasted far longer - and deeper - than Dick ever did; why did I wait so long?"

"Orv? Can I come in?"

"Sure - any time, Kath." Orv quickly shifted the screen back to the "homework." His dick rapidly (and thankfully) shrank when he turned toward his Mom. Kath was in one of her old, shapeless nightgowns again, and was almost surely wearing a sleep bra. Oh, well - Orv still loved her dearly. They met in the middle of his bedroom and they held a long, if not very exciting, hug.

"Thanks for looking after me, Orv," Kath said. "You really are my rock. Oh - and when you have time, I think Angel also had a laptop in my room. Maybe you could teach me how to use it one day."

"Sure thing, Kath, I'll look for it. Sorry it was a tough day, but tomorrow, things will look brighter."

"I expect so," she said without much conviction. "Get some sleep."

"Will do. I just need to spend some more time on this project - it's a lot harder than I expected." Orv smiled inwardly at his pun.

Kath went to her bedroom and took off her watch. Glancing at the digital clock on the nightstand, she realized that daylight savings time had started that morning. She set the alarm and planned to reset her wrist watch in the morning.

With Kath gone to her room, Orv went back to the story. It was just too hot to leave unread. He pulled out his cock, which was hard again in moments.

Marie looked in the mirror and remembered how hot she'd felt trying the bikini on at the store. It had been her intent only to start wearing it when the kids had left for college. She now kind of regretted showing it to Kelli when they'd gone shopping last week. Now she felt a little trapped.

How could she wear this in front of John, she thought. Well, Ken never paid much attention to my tits, but John sure seems to be eyeing Kelli's boobs a lot - especially on what Marie was now calling "braless T shirt weekends." She wasn't quite sure why, but even Marie had found today's outfit kind of erotic - despite the warmth in the room, Kelli's nipples had never gone down. Plus being able to tell where breast flesh stopped and areolas began made her tingle. She envied Kelli's confidence in her body. And with the crop top, it would be so easy to reach underneath ...

Orv, as much as he wanted to keep reading, paused to ruminate. Poor Kath never had anyone build her up either. And just when there were signs that she might break out, Biff had to happen. But Amy had been a ray of light. He decided to write a note to himself, right in the text, in larger font so he could find it later (he was surely going to be re-reading this story!):

COULD AMY HELP?

Anyway - back to John - it might be nice having a man - he really is a man now - checking me out, even if he is my son.

Then her mind pivoted again. But this is too much. The old one piece isn't so bad.

"NO!" John and Kelli whispered simultaneously as they watched their Mom drop the bikini on the bed and reach back to the drawer. Still, they both loved watching the way Marie's boobs wobbled and bounced with the action. Plus her nipples were just as hard as before.

"John, I've got to check something out, but we've both got to calm down a bit - trust me. Hold still, and take your hands off my nipples for a bit."

"Um ... okay, I'm not on the edge anymore."

"Trust me, you soon will be. But I've GOT to feel you." With that, Kelli supported her weight with just one hand on the window sill; the other she brought down, elbowing a boob out of the way, until her hand touched her belly softy at the very top of her slit.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure for what but ..."

And then he felt Kelli's delicate fingers probing around her opening, attempting to circle his dick while feeling her own flesh right where his rod was entering his body.

"You are so, so thick, John, and I really love feeling you at the entrance to my body. It's just sooo hot!" Kelli's pussy was twitching up and down the full, full length of John's fat dick.

"Oh, god ... you'd better stop, you'd better ... oh, my god ..." With reluctance but with her sights set on feeling John's hard dick insider her for a lot longer, she removed her hand and regained her balance on the window sill.

"Definitely another mini for me," breathed John, "and pretty darn close to the big one."

"Just think about calculus for a minute. I sure don't want this to end quite yet."

Meanwhile, Marie had pulled up the one piece and settled her tits into the cups. Looking in the mirror, she saw lots of cleavage - but at the same time, she felt her nipples deflating. The suit was pretty, but not hot. And Marie had spent too much time on edge today to lose that special feeling.

Then, she had an inspiration - what if she cut the cup liners out? Then her nipples could, once again, rub against the fabric, and likely poke through as well. She reached into another drawer, took out some scissors, and lowered the straps, freeing her amazing tits. Her nipples re-puckered.

"What is she doing?" Kelli wondered aloud.

"I'm not sure, but I do love to watch her breasts bob around. And god, those nipples look SO hard!" An agreeing schlrrrp, schlrrrp came from Kelli's sopping cunt as the siblings kept rocking their hips. John tried to push deeper, but his dick could go no further.

"Speaking of bobbing breasts, John, ... do you know why men evolved opposable thumbs?"

"Say what? No. And what does that ..."

Kelli cut him off. "The reason you have opposable thumbs is so you can get a good grip on my hard nipples. Now, I want you to hold my nipples real tight ... that's good, no tighter ... now pull my nips out to each side until you lose your grip on them, preferably at the same time."

John pulled on her nipples until he could see Kelli's boobs on either side of her body, which he thought was really hot. When he could just see the edge of her areolas, he lost his grip on her nipples; then, her pendulous boobs swung back together with a resounding slapping noise when they met in the middle. A course of three or four pussy clenches rewarded Johns rigid tool, causing him to briefly convulse as well.

"Ohhhh, you could do that again ... and again ..."

"Umm, I will, but in a bit, in a bit."

When the siblings focused through the window again, they saw the cup liners fall in the trash can and finally understood. Marie pulled up the straps and settled her tits into the unlined suit, pulling it tight underneath her bust line.

She turned side to side, looking in the mirror, pleased with how prominent her nipples now were. She turned toward the door and flipped off the light.

"Well, that's our signal to ... wait, she's coming back in!"

Marie was definitely feeling the effects of her aching nipples, which were prodding her on to be more risqué. He's just my son - what harm could come from him seeing more of his old Mom than he bargained for? If he looks at my tits, great - it will feel nice to have a man look at me. And if he doesn't, well, I can make up my own fantasies later.

Marie shed the one piece and stood naked again, staring at the mirror. Her kids would have been fogging the window were it not so warm out. Well, nipples, what do you say, Marie thought. With that, she cupped her boobs, running her fingers up to her nipples, then simultaneously she grasped the nips with thumbs and forefingers and combined a twisting, pulling motion. When her nipples popped free, she felt a mini-orgasm course through her, and she visibly recoiled from the pleasure.

Marie took a seat on the bed, breathing heavily (which did wonders for her boobs, as John watched intently), and let the flush of the orgasm slowly fade.

"My god - did she just have an orgasm by tugging on her nipples?" Once again, John grasped Kelli's hips to stop the motion on his turgid, oozing dick.

"Sure looks like it. When I can't have a hard cock inside me as well, it's my favorite way to get off. Plus, unlike you poor guys, there's no limit to the number of times I can orgasm in a session." She paused, then pulled John's hands back up to her own aching tits and nipples. "You remember in high school when you commented that I always had good posture in English class?"

"Yeah, what of it," John whispered, eyes still looked on his Mom's nipples, his hands still caressing Kelli's nips, his dick once again making schlrrrping noises as he slowly pulled it out and then pushed it back into her love tunnel.

"Well, the thing is, I was the only one in that last row and my seat was against the right wall."

"So?" Schlrrrp, schlrrrp.

"Well, my good posture was just a ruse for allowing me to have nipple orgasms. See, with no one on my left, right or behind me and a thick book to block the view of anyone turning around - can you get any deeper? Oh, that's good. Now pinch my nips a little harder. Where was I?"

"Um," schlrrrrrrp, "no one on your right or left?"

"Yes. Oh, don't slow down. Umm. With no one to really see what I was doing, I could sit up straight and lean forward, with my left forearm on the desk. For one thing, I could lean my left boob onto my forearm and give it a subtle rubbing. But better - much better - was that once the class was taking notes, I'd ... whatever you're doing with my nipples, don't stop! When no one was paying attention, I'd undo a button or two in my blouse and sneak the fingers of my left hand inside. Works best on that side with women's clothes."

"Oh, that IS hot. Look, Mom's standing up again. God I love her nipples."

"Don't forget my own nipples, lover boy. How many things can you concentrate on at once?"

"Well, here's the big one," schlrrrp, "and here are two amazing boobs," he said, cupping them, "along with two very stiff nipples - so do two boobs and two nipples count as four or just two? Anyway, there's Mom in there touching her nipples again ... plus your story about sneaking your hand in your blouse."

"I wonder what's going on in her head. Yep, anyway, I decided early on that my bra was in the way of really stimulating my nipple. But no way would the school let me go braless!"

"Yes, they kept an eye on all of us."

"Sooo, I got out my scissors and a sewing kit and cut out a hole in my right bra cup for my nipple to pop through, then embroidered the hole so it wouldn't ravel."

"Sis, you amaze me more every minute. Wait - she's picking up the bikini again!"

"Oh, I really think you're going to love it. But anyway, I went through a ton of panty liners that year. I'd slide my fingers inside my blouse, then I'd start by touching myself on my bare rib cage. Then I'd find the underwire and slowly, slowly work my fingers up the silky underside of the bra cup, sort of pretending it was a guy trying to sneak up on my nipple."

"Yes, I can identify with that. Dang, she sat back down!" John interjected.

"Well, at least she hasn't picked up the one piece. Anyway, there were times that I'd take four, maybe five minutes just feeling the underside of my firm, plush boob in its silky container, stroking it back and forth, pushing in a little, weighing my heavy boob, just slowly working my way up and out ... out ... out to where my stiff nipple was waiting."

Kelli interrupted herself to ask, "You do know that I'm a D cup, right?"

"Ummm ..."

"Yeah, I thought so. Next time you want to snoop in someone's underwear drawer, make sure you put things back EXACTLY as you found them.

"Anyway, I really enjoyed building the tension as I worked my way up and out over my warm, firm boob. With a great cup size comes a great responsibility to go slow, to build the tension.

"Then, when I could feel the embroidered edge of the nipple hole, I had to hold back, just to let the tension build. God, I get hot just remembering! But once I got to my nipple, there was no fantasy about a boy - it was MY bare fingertip on my bare and very hard nipple, and it was like a jolt of electricity to my clit! It was the same every time - first contact, first orgasm! It was SO hot - just me and my nipple and the big O - right in the middle of class, no one else the wiser!"

Inside, Marie was once again debating with herself. That nipple mini- orgasm was beautiful, but that bikini is SO small. She looked down at her boobs. Screw you, Ken, I think they're very pretty. My nipples - oh, they are so hard! And I do so love to touch them. Maybe just a little more time playing with them. I'll tell the kids the office called back.

"Oh, there she goes playing with her nips again. I'm so glad you dragged me over here!" Kelli moved her hips a little more violently, forcing John's massive prick almost all the way out, then all the way in again.

"Man, is she hot. I just love the view from the side, where I can see both of her boobs in profile. Plus when she lets go of her nipples, they line up right at the end of her breasts, nothing behind them, just sticking straight out - amazing!"

"Anyway," Kelli continued, obviously the better multi-tasker and anxious to finish her high school nipple orgasm story, "after the first orgasm, I'd wait a bit, then, at first, I'd use just my index finger, riding up over my nipple, pushing it down, then letting it pop out below my finger, then back down. Sometimes I'd just brush the very tip of my nipple - that was really hot! Other times, I'd bend it round and round, trying to touch every side of that pillar.

"Then I'd get my middle finger going and pinch and pull my nip between the two fingers - sort of like you're going now! God, I loved getting myself off that way - fully dressed, bra included, in the middle of class, and no one knowing that I was playing with my bare naked nipple and having one private orgasm after another! When I was REALLY turned on and couldn't stop myself, I'd get my thumb inside too, so I could pinch my nipple harder. That was a little awkward, but so worth it!"

"Very ... very hot, Sis. Just slow down again... "

Inside, Marie watched the mirror intently as she tried straightening her arms, with her boobs caught in the middle. Wow! In an instant, she had a mile of cleavage, running right up to her collarbones. Her nipples and areolas stared back at her like two headlights. Why did I let Ken tear me down for so long, she thought.

Then, she decided to try something new, even if she wasn't sure it was feasible. She took both hands and lifted her left breast, then tilted her head down while torguing her boob inward from underneath. She reached out with her tongue, and just managed to lick the end of her nipple. Instantly, her knees buckled as a larger orgasm overtook her.

"Oh, my god, that looked amazing! I can't believe I never thought of that!"

"Hold .. on ... Sis" was all John could manage.

"I love the look on her face when she orgasms.

"Where was I? Oh, yeah. Anyway, I loved my nipple bra so much! I had to hand wash that bra a hundred times and throw clean regular ones in the wash so Mom wouldn't know - but god, did I love to give myself nipple orgasms in class! Private orgasms every day, with no one the wiser. I think my record was 10 in one period, but after three, it was hard to count. My panty liners just gave up!

"Most days, I'd come home, lock my door and take off everything but my special bra. Then I'd look in the mirror as I recreated my nipple orgasms from school, starting from below my bra just like in school, then working up and out till I hit my nipple. But instead of my nip being hidden, I could look straight at it or look in the mirror. Usually I'd come at least a couple more time.

"You know, I tried cutting the ends off both bra cups, but somehow it wasn't quite as erotic as looking down and seeing just the one hard nipple sticking out. A real specialty bra. I found it such a turn on to have it on that I wore it just about any time of day. In fact, I've still got that bra, if you'd ever like to see me wear it."

"Unnhh - that would be amazing Sis." Schlrrrrp, schlrrrrp. Then, suddenly inspired, he suggested, "Actually, I think I'd like to have you come into your bedroom dressed like you were for school, then strip down to just your nipple bra and then re-enact your afternoon routine of re-enacting your classroom nipple orgasms. And I'll watch through the window"

"Ohhh, don't slow down. Yeah, that would definitely be hot. You know, I was 18 that whole year - when I write this day up for Literotica I can include that story."

"Lit-a-what-ica?"

"It's a ... I'll show you later. How about pulling my nipples sideways again? That is SO good! What is she doing in there?

Literotica. Orv tried to process that. Erotic literature? Lit 15? Could this be Mort's 15th collection of stories from ... what - an erotic literature web site? Erotic? For sure. Literature? Mmmm - not so much!