David Crane: Mom gets hot

His sister's plump tit was rubbing against his arm, and Tommy Harlow began to wonder if it had been such a good idea to bring her along on this hayride, after all. Tommy hadn't noticed how sexy and nubile Debby had become in the last year. Now, huddled together under a blanket as the wagon rocked along the rough country lane, the boy was becoming very much aware of how soft and curvaceous her body was. He was afraid that this might turn out to be a very frustrating evening.

The circumstances were unusual. Tommy's girlfriend, Rebecca, had told him that afternoon that she had a long-standing date with another guy to go on the hayride. The guy, Harry, had been her boyfriend in the past, but his family had moved out of town, so Rebecca and Harry had broken off their relationship.

However, Harry had told her he would be back to take her on the hayride. Rebecca – so she claimed – had not been able to contact him to tell him she had a new boyfriend and wouldn't be able to go. Since Harry had gone to all the trouble and expense of taking a bus back to town, Rebecca figured that it was her obligation to fulfill their arrangement.

Tommy had been annoyed and jealous, but in a way he could see her paint. Rebecca had promised faithfully that she would not let Harry feel her up, or even kiss her, so, in the end, Tommy had given in and allowed her to go.

But later on, thinking about it, Tommy had gotten more jealous than ever. He wondered if Rebecca, whom he knew to be passionate, could be trusted to keep her word. He figured it would be a good idea to go along on the hayride, just to make sure that she wasn't cheating on him. But singles were not allowed, and Tommy needed a girl to accompany him. It was too late to find another date, which was why he had asked his kid sister if she would help him out in his spying mission. Taking his sister had another advantage, as well. If Rebecca realized that he was on the wagon, she couldn't very well accuse him of being unfaithful to her as long as he was with his sister. If he caught her fooling around, he could confront her without fearing a counterclaim.

Tommy and Debby had dressed in hooded jackets that pretty well disguised them. They arrived early, taking seats at the front of the wagon where they didn't think Rebecca would notice them. Debby had been excited about playing the spy, and, truth is told, was rather hoping that they would catch Rebecca being naughty so that there would be a scandal. Tommy, of course, was hoping Rebecca would prove faithful and innocent, but he, too, found the idea of spying on her rather exciting.

Rebecca and Harry had arrived at the last minute, arm in arm, and laughing merrily, causing Tommy to frown. They had taken seats halfway along the big wagon, sitting snuggled up close. So far, they had not done any necking or petting. They were only talking, as far as Tommy could see. He was keeping his eyes on them from the shadows of his hood, as the four-horse team hauled them up the trail.

Soon enough, most of the courting couples were kissing and caressing each other under their blankets, and Tommy, began to see a grave disadvantage in being with his sister. Debby really had become a delectable little minx, he thought. She had curly, blonde hair and big, blue eyes and a sensual mouth with a full, lower lip. Her tits were firm and bouncy, she had shapely legs, and her ass was like an inverted valentine. Tommy knew she had a lot of dates, and he speculated on whether she did naughty things.

It excited him to think so!

He had his arm around her shoulders, pretending that they were a dating couple, and, as the wagon rocked, his hand slipped down, as if by accident, onto the slope of her tit. Debby didn't seem to notice, and Tommy left it there, not caressing her, of course, but letting the motion of the wagon move his palm on her tit.

Debby shivered a bit, probably because the air was chilly, and snuggled closer to her brother.

Then Rebecca started to be naughty…

"I'm glad you didn't forget our date, Harry," she said. "I've missed you a lot since you moved away."

"Yeah, I missed you, too, kid," Harry replied.

Rebecca was the sort of girl that any guy would miss, in fact. She was gorgeous, with big, thrusting tits and curvy hips. She had long, black hair, so straight it looked as if she had ironed it, and jade-green eyes that smoldered like melted jade when she was aroused. She enjoyed teasing guys by using dirty words in their company, but she was, in fact, anything but a cock-teaser.

"What about this new boyfriend of yours?" Harry asked.

"Tommy? Oh, he's okay."

"Yeah? You screwing him?"

"Naw. I let him feel me up and I play with his prick sometimes. Just fooling around, you know?"

Harry grunted.

"I like to fool around, remember?" she added.

Tommy could see them whispering together, but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. He leaned forward in his seat, and his hand slid lower so that his sister's nipple was in his palm. That tit-tip was stiff and swollen, he realized. But that, too, was probably because she was cold, he reasoned. After all, there was no reason why she should be getting horny sitting with her own brother, was there?

"Wanna fool around now, Harry?" Rebecca asked.

Harry grinned. She hadn't changed. He reached across and drew the zipper down the front of her padded jacket. She was wearing a thick sweater, molded to her fat tits. She arched her slender back, thrusting those big tits out.

"Feel my tits, Harry," she rasped.

Harry grinned, and placed his hand on her tit, kneading her firm mound and pulling at her nipple.

Tommy stiffened and groaned in anguish. "Ooooh, she's being naughty, Tommy!" Debby squealed.

"The bitch!" he muttered.

"You gonna beat him up, Tommy?" asked Debby, getting really excited by the prospect of a confrontation.

"Naw," Tommy growled. "It ain't his fault if she lets him foci her up, is it? I'll break up with her, though, if she goes any farther. I'll can the bitch!"

In fact, Tommy would have very much liked to beat up Harry. But Harry was bigger than he was, and played a mean game of football, and Tommy figured he would lose if he started a fight.

Harry slid his hand down, then up again, inside Rebecca's sweater. She wasn't wearing a bra. She never did, as he recalled. He didn't think she even owned one.

"Ummmmmm, that's nice," she purred, rubbing sinuously and cat-like against his caressing hand.

Her nipples felt like high-caliber bullets as Harry rolled them between his thumb and fingers and pulled gently. He ran a finger up through her deep cleavage, where her heavy tits rolled together. She placed her hand over his, holding him tightly to her tits. Leaning closer, she flicked her tongue against his lips, then kissed him. They kissed lightly, at first, then more passionately, grinding their mouths together. Rebecca pushed her tongue into his mouth and Harry sucked on it. His own tongue entwined with hers, like serpents mating in a moist cavern. Lips together, they French kissed ardently, swapping spit.

Tommy gnashed his teeth. He was wildly jealous and angry, but he was also getting horny as hell. Jealousy was a powerful aphrodisiac. His cock was stiffening and swelling.

He was also aware of the fact that his sister's nipple was exploding hi his palm. The wagon rolled, and he gave her tit a tentative squeeze. It was real naughty to be feeling his sister up, he thought, but she did have adorable tits!

"Maybe you ought to kiss me, huh?" Debby suggested.

Tommy gave her a puzzled look.

"I mean, everybody else is kissing and cuddling, right? If we just sit here, staring at them, they might get suspicious."

That was logical, he realized. There was no harm in a brother kissing his kid sister, was there? Nor was it a hardship to kiss that moist, sensual mouth of hers.