Authors note: Although this story follows the adventures of brother and sister Lindsay and Dean, itâs not necessary to have read the first story to understand this one.
Lindsay looked at her brother across the kitchen table. She wanted him desperately. A mere 20 minutes ago he had been in her bed fingering her clit. He conveniently didnât finish the job. She was in agony having to make small talk with her parents when all she wanted to do was fuck her brother. When she looked at him across the kitchen table there was no sympathetic gleam in his eye. He appeared completely relaxed and nonchalant. She knew he woke with his typical morning wood. He seemed perfectly satisfied to go and whack himself off in the bathroom. Lindsay found that diddling herself didnât satisfy her, she needed a hard cock.
They were expected to hook up with some friends at the beach in an hour so there would be no time or opportunity for them to be together. After breakfast Lindsay went to her room to chose a bathing suit and pack up her gear for the day. Her boyfriend Allen would be there. He was only a pretend boyfriend (for appearances sake only), but only she and Dean knew that. Dean felt it was important that they maintain outside relationships so no one would ever suspect their relationship.
Lindsay carelessly sorted through the drawer looking for a suit to wear when her eye caught a cherry red color. She pulled out the string bikini and realized sheâd forgotten to put it with the stuff they sent to the salvation army. It was two summers ago when she last wore that suit, and it barely fit then. Since that time her bust size grew to its current DDD size. Her hips and ass had also filled out since then and became rounder, more shapely.
On a whim she pulled the suit on. She carefully pulled up the panties which now fit like low ride jeans. She turned to look at her ass and her crack was barely covered. Next came the top. She adjusted it several times to make it fit properly but the bottom line is that it was just too small. It covered what it was supposed to, but barely. A wicked thought passed through her mind, she was going to make Dean pay for leaving her unfucked. The other girls would call her a slut, and sheâd have a swarm of guys following her all day, but none of that mattered though, because she was only wearing this for Dean. She threw a t-shirt and shorts on top of her clothes and bounded downstairs, anxious to get to the beach so she could take off her clothes in front of her brother.
When they arrived at the beach Lindsayâs boyfriend Allen was already there. As soon as she was in arms reach he grabbed her and gave her a deep tongue kiss. Dean cleared his throat to break it up, playing the part of the protective brother. Lindsay knew he was really the jealous lover. Allen ran to the water and Lindsay promised to join him once she got settled. Lindsay put down her bag, stood in front of Dean and faced the water. She slowly lowered her shorts, and she made sure to bend over so heâd get an eye full of her barely covered ass. She sat down and smiled at her brother as she slowly pulled the top over her head. To the casual observer Dean wasnât phased by his sisterâs clothes, but Lindsay picked up on the flare of his nostrils and the deepening of his breath. She knew she had Dean right where she wanted him. Lindsayâs tits were puckering over the top and out of the sides of the top. Dean closed his eyes and pictured himself sucking on his sisterâs tits. Lindsay got up and made her way to join Allen in the water. Every head turned as she walked by in that cherry red suit; both men and women alike looked at the busty beauty lustily. As Dean surveyed the beach and everyoneâs reaction to his sister it hit him that that there would be real competition to keep her interests from turning to someone else.
An hour later Lindsay and Allen walked hand in hand out of the water. Lindsay attracted even more attention from everyone now that her suit was wet. The water hardened nipples could be seen from quite a distance. After coming near Deanâs blanket to get their towels the couple was off again, this time walking down the boardwalk. Dean knew they were going to make out somewhere; after all thatâs what he would do if he were in Allenâs position.
Dean thought about how he left his sister horny that morning and regretted it deeply. Was she still horny? Would she let Allen fuck her since she couldnât be with him? Up until now sheâd only been with him, but what if curiosity got the better of her and she decided to let someone else get between her legs. Every minute they were gone seemed like an eternity to Dean. He almost thought about going to look for them, but then thought better of it.
By the time the couple finally returned Dean was on pins and needles. Her and her boyfriend sat down on blankets next to Deanâs. When he glanced over at his sister he noted that she sat in such a way that her legs were parted right before him. Because her suit was so tight he was able to perfectly see all the folds of her cunt through the straining bikini bottom. Her clit was swollen so he knew that the wetness he saw was more than just sea water. Dean was tempted to grab his sister and leave so he could fuck her for the rest of the afternoon, but he thought better of it. He looked at his watch. It was only 3 in the afternoon. It would be suspicious if they left before high tide. And he reminded himself that thatâs just what this little beach excursion was about, keeping up appearances.
Dean thought the day couldnât get any worse, but then Allen decided he wanted to pull out the suntan oil. He started by putting it on himself, but Dean knew what was coming; it was a stunt he had pulled many times. Once he put enough on his body to make it look realistic he offered to put in on Lindsay. He started rubbing the coconut scented oil on her feet and started working his way up her legs. Dean saw him frown as Lindsay reached for the bottle and started to apply it herself to her arms, chest and neck. She also beat him to her inner thighs. He bade her turn over and he started to apply it to her back. After a few moments Allen moved from his position beside her and straddled her back as he continued to apply the oil to her body. He moved up and down over the soft flesh. Dean noted how he took extra time to apply the lotion by strap of her bikini top and the way he opened his fingers as wide as possible when he was near the swell of her tits. He kept moving downward and downward and then his groin accidentally made contact with her ass. Allenâs semi bulge immediately became a raging hard on. He quickly moved to back to sit at her side and put his towel in his lap. Dean smiled inwardly, because at least he wasnât the only one being tortured today.
At last the day ended and Lindsay followed her brother back to the car. Dean sat in the driverâs seat and felt disappointed that their father had needed the van for the rest of the weekend. He could still fuck her in the back seat of the car, but it would be cramped and he wouldnât be able to take her the way he wanted. He would have to wait until they got home, but at least she was close enough so he could touch her as they drove.
Once they got a few miles down the dark road, away from everybody his hand extended to her thigh where he felt the soft warm flesh. He caressed his sister letting his hand rest on her inner thigh. From time to time he would move a finger or two up to touch at her pussy.
âYou looked really hot today Lindsay.â
âThanks. Iâm glad you like it since I wore this suit just for you.â
âReally, I thought it might have been for Allen.â
âI have no real interest in him, you know that.â
âWell you looked pretty chummy. When you guys went for that walk did you fuck?â
âNo, we just made out. He said my suit got him really hot.â
âYep, he got a raging hard on while he was putting the suntan oil on you. So what did you two do together?â
âWhatâs this, you want all the grizzly details?â
âEvery one of them.â
âWell we found a secluded spot under the boardwalk and kissed.â
âDid he use tongue?â
âOf course. He kissed down my neck to, but I told him if he left me with a hickey it was over between us.â
âWhat about your tits?â
âWell he touched them of course and my ass too.â
âDid he suck on your tits?â
âWell, he kissed around the exposed parts, but I wouldnât take off my top because there was always a chance someone could come by and see us. He sucked my nipples through the fabric, does that count?â
âI suppose so. Did you like it?â