"Why are you always so mean to your sister?" I asked my cousin Sarah.
"Because she's mean to me!" Sarah yelled back.
"I am not!" Janet said equally as loud.
"You are too!" Sarah yelled as she threw a pillow at Janet.
Janet caught the pillow and threw it back in a sweeping roundhouse fashion. The pillow caught Sarah off guard and knocked her over the side of her twin bed. There was a loud thump and groan as she hit the floor.
I was up and off the chair by the desk in a shot. I should not have worried as Sarah came up off the floor fighting mad. She fired the pillow back at her twin sister like a rifle shot, yelling, "I'm going to kick your little candy ass for that."
The pillow caught Janet full in the face and knocked her flat on her back.
Sarah jumped up on her bed and dove across the space between her bed and her sisters. She landed on top of Janet and grabbed her long red hair with both hands.
Janet made a loud "Humph" sound as the wind was knocked out of her but she gamely grabbed her sister around the neck.
They wrestled around on the bed as I sat there with my mouth open. We were all in our late teens, were about to graduate high school, and had grown up together. The two of them had fought since birth but this was serious. Most of their fights were verbal barbs or throwing pillows and other such soft stuff.
For them to get physical was a first that I knew of. Oh sure, we wrestled around in fun but this was something else and had been brewing for some time now. Janet had brought a boy home for her eighteenth birthday party a few months back and Sarah had made a pass at him.
"Let go of my hair, damn it!" Janet screamed.
"I'm going to snatch you bald!" her sister yelled back.
Janet tried to roll her sister off but was not having any luck. Trying a new tactic, she grabbed her sisters left boob and squeezed. Now it was Sarah's turn to scream.
"I'll rip this saggy tit out by its roots, if you don't let go!" Janet yelled.
Sarah tried to roll away but Janet hooked her legs and clamped them between her thighs, squeezing hard. Sarah yelped in pain and anger as she ended up on her side with Janet's legs around her legs.
I was rooted to the spot by surprise at first and then by the view I was getting of Janet's ass as her short pleated skirt rode higher and higher. I was fascinated by the way, her ass and thigh muscles tensed up each time she squeezed Sarah's legs. Not to mention the fact that this was the first time I had seen either one of the girl's ass's since we had skinny dipped as children.
Sarah let go of Janet's hair with her left hand and grabbed her sister's wrist trying to get it away from her breast. The two girls were evenly matched and the same identical size and strength, she was not having much luck. She grabbed Janet's right breast and gave it a hard squeeze and then a harder twist.
Janet yelled in pain. Sarah twisted it again and shouted, "That'll teach you not to wear a bra!"
That was not news to my hormone enabled eighteen-year-old male eyes. I had spotted the twin bumps of her nipples in her cotton blouse the moment I had entered the room.
Janet released her death grip on Sarah's legs and tried to roll away from her sister's grip. Sarah was not going to relinquish her advantage if she could help it. They rolled back and forth, up and down the length of the bed.
First one fine ass was in view and then the other. Janet's concealed by thin white cotton drawers and Sarah's starkly bare except for the thong down the center of the crack. My teenage dick was standing up, trying to get a peek at the goings on over my belt buckle.
The rolling around ended abruptly when they got to close to the end of the bed. A loud thump announced their arrival on the floor. I quickly scooted the chair away from the scene of their struggle. I did not want a stray foot catching me in the shins even if I did want to have a ringside seat for the action.
Both girls had lost their respective handholds and were now wresting around trying to find an advantage. Janet ended up on top and straddling Sarah's hips. For a moment I got a full view of Sarah's cloth covered sex and the dark dimly visible secrets it cancelled. Then Janet's dress covered everything up.
Sarah grabbed Janet's blouse for leverage and I heard buttons bouncing across the floor. "Bitch, this is my favorite blouse." I heard Janet yell and then I heard fabric rip.
With a loud yell, Sarah bridged up and Janet tumbled backwards, her head right at my feet. I scooted back more as my eyes took in the full view of her bare breasts. Very, very nice my mind whispered. The twin perky cones were just that with the dark puffy domes of her auroras at the top and capped off with a pair of hard nipples.
I did not have a lot to compare them to in my limited experience, but fantastic was the word running through my mind as I licked my lips.
Janet threw me a puzzled look for a second and then Sarah was on top of her. The catfight was back on. Sarah straddled Janet's stomach and grabbed a breast in each hand. Janet made a grab at Sarah's bra and jerked. The front clasp broke under the pressure and Sarah's breast sprang into view. They were identical to her sisters.
Now it was Janet's turn to grab a pair of breasts and to arch up sharply at the same time. Sarah's face ended up in my lap. I'm not sure who was more surprised, she or I. It sure was not Janet.
Janet scooted away, spun around, and grabbed Sarah's breasts from behind. She yanked backwards and Sarah landed with a loud thud on the floor between Janet's wide spread legs. Janet wrapped her legs around Sarah's waist and squeezed.
"Do you give up, bitch?" Janet asked sharply.
"No way." Sarah yelled back as she fought to get free.
Sarah flayed around trying to grab some hair but Janet leaned back out of reach. Then Sarah rocked from side to side trying to turn on her side so she could get some leverage. That did not work.
Looking at me she yelled, "I could use some help here."
I scooted back to the wall and held up my hands. "No way, I ain't getting in the middle of this."
That was for sure. I was enjoying the show way too much to break it up. Anyway, I did not want either or both of them mad at me. I was young but I wasn't stupid, I knew better than to get between fighting sisters.
Janet released her grip on Sarah's breasts, wrapped her arms over her sisters, and pulled back. She now had Sarah's arms pinned where she couldn't use them. She squeezed hard with her legs. Sarah yelled loudly and struggled.
Sarah's chest was arched up from the way her sister held her arms. Her breasts were on full display to my semi virginal eyes. I licked my lips and had an evil thought that would get me killed if I even attempted it.
Janet must have been watching me and read my mind, because she said, "Go for it. I've got her, she ain't going anywhere."
I shook my head and waved my hands in a negative. "You'll have to let her go sooner or later. She'd kill me when you did."
"I said go for it, candy ass. You will never have a better chance. You ain't got a hair on your ass, if you don't."
Well, I didn't have any hair on my ass, as a matter of fact. I didn't have much hair anywhere, except on my head and around my dick. She was right though; this was the best chance I had ever had at getting my hands or mouth on a set of tits.