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When I wake up, I find that Loveth has stripped off all but her bra and panties and crawled under the covers with me. In a panic, I look at the clock and can see that Mom has been gone for almost four hours. She will be back anytime now. I don’t know what she’ll think if she finds us like this, but I don’t want to find out the hard way, either.
As soon as I touch Loveth to wake her up, however, my fears vanish. Mom is stuck in the snow, by the feel of her switches, way up north, still with Tina and Nancy. She won’t likely be home today. My touch is enough to wake, Loveth, and she gazes at me with a sleepy smile.
"Mom called and says the weather is too bad to drive back down, so she is staying with Tina and Nancy tonight."
When I don’t look surprised, she says, "Oh, I guess you probably figured that out already, with your switches." Her brow wrinkles again with worry, and she looks deep into my eyes. "How are you feeling?"
I realize that my headache is gone, and I no longer feel so tired.
That nap has done me a world of good. The guilt is still there, but the wound isn’t relatively so fresh. Looking off to the side, as if considering my answer, I say, "Well..." and wrap her in my arms, pull her tightly to me, and start to tickle her sides.
She squeals as she tries to break away from me, and a couple weeks ago she might have succeeded, but with my current strength, she doesn’t stand a chance. She kicks her legs, trying to force them between us, but her chest and torso are pressed tightly to me, and she is helpless to my onslaught. I only need to use one hand to hold her to me, while the other is free to tickle her sides and back.
"Stop!" She cries out when she realizes she can’t break free. "I can’t breathe," she squeals louder as I move my right hand around to her front and start tickling under her left bra cup, using the strength in my left arm to keep her pressed to me. The new spot is even more ticklish than her sides, and she wails even more.
Unexpectedly, I feel her lips press to mine, and it startles me enough that I freeze. She uses the distraction to pull away, but she gains a grip on my hands.
"You really are feeling better, aren’t you?" After the torture I’d just put her through, she is breathing heavily and smiling widely.
I really love the way she looks with her hair all mussed up and her breasts heaving behind her bra.
"And unless I’m mistaken, that’s not the only thing feeling better."
Her hand lets go of mine and dodges under the covers, gripping my cock. I hadn’t even realized I’ve grown hard, until her fingers wrap around it, and squeeze. With that one action, all thoughts of demons, death, and worry flee as I groan at her touch. Her smile grows larger as her hand starts to stroke up and down my cock through my boxers.
She leans over and brings her lips back to mine, causing the awareness of my switches to explode in my head as her tongue parts my lips. I moan again, loudly, as her mouth muscle slides along my teeth, and then darts in, only to find mine coming out to meet hers. Unexpectedly she pulls away from me, and has a worried look on her face.
"I’m sorry!" she quails. "I should have asked. I shouldn’t be throwing myself at you like this. You must think I’m a slut. . .
"Don’t stop now," I plead, in answer to her statements. "You’re not a slut. You’re my perverted, sexy sister, who is just as perverted as I am!
"You’re sure?" Her question is hesitant, but I can hear the hope in it.
She places her hand on my chest, and then yanks it back as if burned when she senses most of my switches. Her eyes get a suspicious glare in them before she asks, "How do I know you’re not manipulating me with your switches?
"Take my hand, and tell me if you sense yourself," I tell her simply. As soon as she places her hand in mine, I don’t wait, but pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her as I kiss her deeply. She melts under my kiss, and I know she is no longer worried about me manipulating her.
Loveth rolls on top of me, without breaking the kiss, and starts grinding her panty-covered crotch against my bulging boxers. We both moan in unison at the connection, before I unsnap her bra, releasing her nicely tanned tits. She breaks the kiss then, sitting up, and pressing down hard against my groin with her fleshy ass.
"So, little brother, what do you think of your older sister’s tits?" She asks with a playful and seductive gaze.
I openly ogle her, seeing her topless for the first time, and liking what I’m seeing. Her chest isn’t as big as Tina’s or the twins’, but they have a beauty all their own. With no tan lines and her soft curves, Loveth is gorgeous.
"I’m wondering why they are up there, and not in my mouth, right now," I answer, pulling her back down to me, so that I can suckle from her teats.
Her hand snakes to the back of my head, and pulls me tighter to her chest, as my hands roam down her back, to the tops of her panties. Slipping my hands under the hem, I get a good handful of her soft and fleshy, round ass, and start to rock her back and forth on me.
"Mmm, you really know how to suck tit, Nick," Loveth gasps out.
"Damn, you’re getting me so wet." She moans loudly as I bite her nipple, before pressing her hands against my shoulders, and shoving me back down on the bed.
I’m entirely caught off guard by what she does next. Getting up, she turns and walks from the room.