“That’s the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard.”
“I’m telling you, it’s true!” Chris insisted.
Christine sighed. Her brother had come up with his fair share of tall tales over the years, but this definitely took the cake. Not ten minutes earlier, he had walked into their apartment, returning from his camping trip in the backcountry. As soon as she’d asked him how the trip had gone, he began rattling off the most unbelievable story she’d ever heard. It started with an encounter in the woods with some sort of otherworldly creature and ended with Chris being given some sort of special gift that basically allowed him to get anything he wanted. The whole thing was the sort of ridiculous story he used to tell her when they were kids to freak her out. Still, Christine had to give him props for a convincing performance.
“Chris, I don’t believe you. I’m not going to believe you. And it’s not just that I don’t believe you. What you’re claiming to have experienced and this new gift you say that you have, are literally not possible. End of story.”
“So make me prove it to you.”
The corner of Christine’s lip curled into a smirk. The idea of watching her brother try to prove it and failing miserably sounded fun. Too fun to pass up.
“I think that’s a great idea,” she began. “Go ahead, prove your new, incredible power to me. But do it fast — Geoff is coming to pick me up in an hour to sign the papers for our wedding venue.”
“Okay,” Chris grinned, taking a deep breath. He eyed his twin sister up and down. “Just remember, when nothing I do is good enough proof and you just need more, you asked for this. How about we start simple? Stand up and take off your shirt. Oh, and make it sexy!”
Christine rolled her eyes as she set her coffee down on the end table. She thought about telling her brother to stuff it, but as soon as the thought occurred to her, it was replaced with a much more fun thought. She could totally mess with his head, letting him think he was making her do this, and then crush him with reality later. Yeah, Christine thought, that would be way more fun.
Standing up from their sofa. She spun around as sexily as she could to face Chris, letting her hands run up her body and over her blouse. Cupping her tits, she gave them a little squeeze before moving on to find the first button on her shirt. She popped it free, moving down to the next one. Before long all the buttons were undone and her shirt was hanging open, revealing her generous cleavage. Running her hands over her tits one more time, she grabbed the shirt and slipped it off, revealing the lacy red bra underneath. She held the blouse above her head and gave Chris a sexy wink before tossing it in his lap. Chris grinned and began clapping.
“Nicely done,” he began. “Very sexy. I loved it. See what I mean? You’d never do that normally, at least not for me. But let me guess — you don’t believe me, and you need more proof.”
“Bingo,” Christine replied, smiling in victory. “I was just messing with you. You didn’t make me do anything. And it’s not like this is even that weird. We’re twins. You’ve probably seen me without a shirt a few hundred times in our twenty-three years on this earth. You didn’t prove anything. So sorry. Try again.”
“Okay, maybe,” Chris ceded. “I guess I have to kick it up a notch. Go ahead and lose the bra too, then. As sexily as you can.”
Christine sighed. He just wasn’t going to let this go. On the one hand, it was kind of annoying. On the other hand, she realized, the longer that she dragged this out the sweeter it would be when he finally admitted that he made up his crazy little story. With her sense of sibling rivalry pushing her to keep going along with it so she could give him the ultimate reality check in the end, she decided she might as well play along yet again.
Offering a seductive smile, she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Once the clasp was open, she slowly slipped the straps off her shoulders. Grabbing her tits, Christine slid the cups of her bra down slowly, until her areolas were just barely visible. Swaying her hips a little, she finally pulled the bra completely off, exposing her tits. Chris’ jaw dropped and Christine smirked, tossing her bra somewhere behind her on the floor. Chris continued to ogle her bare breasts, making his sister roll her eyes yet again.
“Wow,” he finally said. “Those are even better than I imagined.”
“Ooh look, tits,” Christine patronized, grabbing her tits to jiggle them around for emphasis. “Come on Chris, I know your dating history. It’s not like you haven’t seen a pair of boobs before. Get yourself together.”
Chris smirked. “Yeah? I’ve never seen yours. Not like this. But you still don’t believe me.”
Christine let out a chuckle. “You got it. Just like last time, I was only humoring you. Your made-up ‘gift’ had nothing to do with it.”
“You still think this is all your idea,” he laughed. “Well, I guess you just need more proof. Hold still.”
Chris got up off the couch and stepped behind his sister. Christine held nearly perfectly still, grinning at how well her plan was working as his hands reached around from behind and started fondling her boobs. She wondered how long was he going to keep pushing this line that he had some sort of magic gift. Part of her was irritated that a grown man could try to convince her of such a stupid tale. This is something he would have made up when they were kids.
Chris kept squeezing her tits. She could feel his breath on his neck. It was honestly getting a little obnoxious. She considered pushing him off her and telling him the gig was up in hopes that he’d drop this little charade. Still, when Chris got an idea in his head, he could run with it forever, she realized. She should probably keep playing along a bit longer to really drive her point home and get him to drop his game for good.
Ultimately, Christine decided to let her brother keep feeling her up. She even kept still when he started kissing her neck and ear. If it had been her fiancé doing this to her, she’d have probably melted into a puddle by now, but with her brother, it was almost a chore. When a couple of minutes passed and there didn’t seem to be an end in sight, she finally started losing her patience.
“Are you going to be done anytime soon?” She asked him flatly.
“Why?” Chris whispered into her ear. “Aren’t you liking this?”
“Honestly, it’s kinda annoying,” she admitted. “You said you were going to prove yourself. All you’re doing is grabbing my tits and sucking my neck. This isn’t proving anything, Chris.”
“Alright, here’s some proof,” he began. “You love all of this. Every time I touch you it turns you on more and more.”
Christine let out a little gasp as Chris continued kneading her breasts. While it definitely wasn’t due to Chris’ so-called gift, she had to admit that what he was doing felt good. Actually, it felt really good. Chris nibbled her ear, eliciting a moan from his sister’s lips.
Soon, Christine’s sighs and moans began melting together. She was practically purring as her brother worked her tits. She found herself letting out a little moan as Chris kissed her earlobe and flicked her nipples. She groaned as he trailed his kisses down her neck. She knew from how hard he was kissing that he was leaving marks, but she really didn’t care. All she knew was this was the hottest she’d ever been, and she didn’t want it to stop.
While Chris’ left hand continued caressing her breasts and his lips kept leaving marks along her neck and collarbone, Christine felt her brother’s right-hand slip under the waistband of her jeans, making its way to her sopping pussy. Chris drew a finger along her slit and Christine let out a long, low moan.
“I see someone keeps their pussy shaved,” Chris groaned into her ear, as he slid his hand over her mound.
“I, ugh, Geoff likes it,” Christine barely gurgled out between moans. Chris started working her wetness, stroking her clit again and again as she began almost involuntarily grinding her ass against her brother’s hard cock.
“I like it too,” Chris admitted before slipping his hand out from under her panties. Christine let out a frustrated grunt as Chris placed his hands on her hips. With a slight twist, he spun her around to face him. Christine was physically swaying as she heaved in each breath. Her eyes met Chris’.
“That wasn’t even enough proof for you,” he grinned. “You want more, and even though you don’t believe I have a gift, you’re going to make me prove my powers to you again so you can get more, aren’t you?”
Christine smiled. “You, you know it,” she breathed in response. “Show me what you’ve got.” Even if Chris was making up this whole story, she decided, at least it would give her justification to get his hands back on her body.
Chris moved in close, whispering in her ear. “You know it’s wrong, but you need my touch. So, let’s see how you taste. Get out of those jeans and panties and spread out on the couch.”
In the back of her mind, something about this felt wrong. Trying to get her brother to admit he was lying about his “gift” was one thing. But getting naked and spreading her legs so he could go down on her? She was engaged. What would Geoff think if he knew she was letting another man eat her out? What would he think if he knew the other man was her own brother? It would be a disaster.