His Sister (closed)

"You have the right idea," Brianna admitted. "Wrong scenario." She rolled onto her side, her massive boobs brushing Brianna's arm. "I won't stick anything in your cunt, nor will I make you put your mouth anywhere unclean." She paused, then added, "You are a very pretty girl, and I can see why you could ensnare Jason so easily. You're breasts are a little too small, for my taste, though. Usually, I'm on the recieving end here." She started to reach for Erica's far breast.

"Don't worry. I was once like you: bigoted and homophobic. But my breasts are so sensitive, when I realized the girl touching them was motivated by more than just curiousity, I was too aroused to care. I was 18, back then. Trust me: it's not as bad as you might think."
 
Immediately the fear was back. She didn't want to be touched, she didn't want to be aroused, she didn't want to become a dyke. Erica knew how sensitive her own breasts were to touch and she could hardly believe that Brianna's massive ones were similar receptive.

- "Please don't... I will stay away... Please let me go."

She knew that when Brianna would feel her nipples, she would see how hard they were. Not because Erica wanted of course, but because her body was betraying her. The ropes still held her in place, giving no chance on escape
 
"Like I said: my collateral," Brianna said. She gently placed her hand down on Erica's breast, and pressed. While not nearly as large as Brianna's in relation to her hand, the fleshy mound was too big to fully envelop. Brianna felt something pricking through the fabric, which might have been a nipple. A very hard, erect nipple. Brianna smiled, not a triumphant smile, but a tender one, and gently squeezed the breast
 
- "Please don't... I don't want this..."

Erica begged, but already her breathing became a little more rapid and her naked pussy clearly was moist and that could hardly be from just being touched. Her body was turned on by the situation, no matter how hard Erica fought against it.

- "I don't want to become a dyke... please don't make me one.."

She almost was crying
 
"I can't make you a dyke," Brianna assured her. "But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy it. See? Your nipples are enjoying themselves." She started to massage Erica's breast. It was easier to massage than her own, since it was smaller and less dense. Occasionally, she let her thumb or forefinger flick at Erica's nipple.
 
A long moan escaped Erica before she managed to close her mouth in embarrassment and anger.

- "Stop it. You are making me a dyke. I don't want to be a dyke. Please let me go.... Please..."

She couldn't believe how much her body was betraying her. She didn't want this. She didn't want to think about how it would feel when Brianna's mouth found her nipples, sucking them, teasing them. She didn't want to think how it would be to return the favour to Brianna. But the dyke was putting such images in her mind.
 
"For such a nympho, you sure are resisting, Sister," teased Brianna. She started massaging faster, and inched in closer, slipping Erica's arm between her breasts.
 
Erica tried to move her arm away, but the restraints worked in Brianna's favour. The moans escaping Erica became more frequent, giving her less opportunity to complain and beg for her release.

- "Please..."

Brianna's breasts felt rather soft to the touch Erica noticed
 
Brianna cracked a smile, and leaned in further. Her tight, hard stomach brushed Erica's hand. She cupped Erica's breast and lifted it slightly, concentrating her caresses around the sensative nipple.
 
Erica closed her eyes and immediately saw more images of Brianna sucking on her nipple... her fingers teasing lower regions...

- "Please.."

She repeated. The camera really was one of her least concerns. She wanted to leave, she wanted to be as far away as possible from the feelings Brianna caused her to have.
 
Brianna started to hum a lullaby she used to sing to Jason and Alysa when they were children as she massaged Erica's breast. She slipped her free arm underneath Erica, and started to snuggle up to Erica. She draped her leg over Erica's and moved her knee up towards the other girl's crotch.
 
Erica couldn't believe the sounds coming from the other girl as she started to hum, but was more nervous about the moving leg. It wouldn't be too long before Brianna's skin came in contact with her soaking pussy. She hated herself for not wearing any underwear. There wouldn't be any denying possible that at least some part of her enjoyed all of this
 
Brianna intended to rub Erica in the groin with her knee. She was very surprised, when she touched Erica's crotch, to feel something warm, damp, and sticky oozing out onto the mattress.

"Well, aren't we enjoying ourselves," she giggled. She resumed her humming, and began stroking Erica's crotch with her knee. In the meantime, she snuggled deeper into Erica, rubbing her stomach against Erica's arm, while squeezing and massaging the other girl's breast.
 
- "It... It is your... fault... You are... making me... a dyke..."

Erica stammered in response to Brianna's giggle. Her body seemed to be doing its best to get even more stimulation from the girl while Erica's mind fought it as hard as she could. She was feeling hot, she was feeling scared, she was panicked, she was aroused. It was a strange mix that she couldn't deal with
 
"You won't become a dyke," Brianna assured her. "Enjoying a good caress and going gay are 2 different things. You still like cocks, right?" She leaned in, and kissed Erica's cheek.
 
- "Yes... but you are making me... want you to... suck on my nipples... You..."

Erica admitted, still very much wanting the girl to stop, while her body clearly had other ideas. Her body very much wanted those lips else where
 
"Your tits are rather small, but I will oblige," Brianne said. "In time, of course. In time..." She released Erica's breast, but only so she could glide down across Erica's stomach, and transition into a brisk massage of her belly. She kissed the corner of Erica's mouth.
 
Immediately Erica's mouth opened a bit, inviting the girl for a more real and passionate kiss. Erica's breathing was rapid and shallow as Brianna's fingers massaged her belly and came awfully close to her soaking pussy. She wondered how it would feel to have them inside her, instead of her own or Jason's fingers.
 
As Brianna massaged Erica's stomach, she slowly worked her hand underneath Erica's shirt, massaging her bare flesh. She lightly fingered Erica's belly button. At the same time, she leaned in, and kissed Erica on the lips.
 
Erica moaned at the hand on her naked flesh, giving Brianna easy access to her mouth. All of Erica's body now seemed to scream for attentions and moans kept escaping her. She even raised her head a little bit and kissed Brianna back
 
Brianna gratefully deepened her kiss, glad that Erica appreciated the attention, despite her objections. She lovingly finished off Erica's belly button, and slowly worked her hand up the girl's stomach towards her breasts, sliding the shirt up as she went. Her tongue slid across Erica's lips.
 
Erica was both glad and sad that the hand came up rather than down. The way she was moaning gave Brianna all opportunity to slide her tongue into her mouth rather than just along the lips. It was a hard call whether her body wanted more that Brianna did than her mind wanted it not to happen.

If one were to look in Erica's eyes right now, they would see lust and arousal and most likely the camera managed to record that.
 
Brianna slid her tongue into Erica's mouth, and ground her lips against hers. She pressed her knee against Erica's pussy, and began teasing it. She found Erica's breast, and teased it with her fingertips. Withdrawing her hand to rest it on Erica's stomach, she broke the kiss, but only so she could whisper to Erica, "You're not wearing a bra either. You are a dirty girl!"
 
- "Yes..."

Even Erica wasn't sure if the moaned word was a response to Brianna's words, the kiss, the fingers or the knee. When the tongue moved back into her mouth, Erica let her own tongue play with Brianna's. She was surrendering, even though her mind didn't want to. The needs of her body were stronger
 
Brianna accepted Erica's tongue, then moved in to enclose it in a proper kiss. Her hand slide back up Erica's stomach, and came to a rest on Erica's breast. It was too big for Brianna's hand to fully envelop, but Brianna squeezed it anyway. Then she started massaging directly in soft, gentle circles.
 
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