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Brad Harris - Warming up for brother

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Brad Harris

Warming up for brother

CHAPTER ONE

Nichole's thrusting young tits bounced invitingly as she slipped out toward the bayou and climbed aboard the fishing boat. She glanced back at the lights at her home to make sure that her father had not stepped outside to check his boat's readiness for the morning trip out into the Gulf.

"My folks would kill us bath if they knew I was with you," she said.

"So why are you risking meeting me like this?" John asked, admiring her lithe form. John liked these Cajun girls because of their saucy tits, because of their fun, pert asses. His eyes glowed as he looked down at the dark-haired girl who was risking her parent's wrath to meet him out here along the bayou.

"Oh, I don't know," Nichole pondered. "Maybe I just wanted to do something wicked." She took his arm as he climbed onto the boat after her and pressed one of her luscious tits against him. She was doing it again teasing him with her tits, rubbing them against him. Maybe she didn't really know what they were for yet, but he'd sure the hell teach her. He was going to get his aching hands on those delicious globes. John was panting with the thought as he led her into the cabin end sat beside her on one of the bunks.

Nichole felt his eyes looking over her tits. She felt the warmth of his gaze along her thighs. The young woman shivered, a delicious tingle rippling over her skin. John Spencer was different from the Cajun boys. His father was a Navy officer, stationed up at Belle Meade. John had been all over the country, all over the world. The blond boy knew plenty of girls, yet had been chasing Nichole ever since his parents bought the old Beaux estate along the levee.

John drew a deep breath. He was going to fuck this little piece of Cajun tail tonight. He was about to discover just how good Cajun pussy was. The other Navy kids had talked about it constantly, had assumed that because John lived dawn the bayou in the midst of the old Creole families, he had been getting his share regularly. He hadn't, but that was about to be remedied tonight. He was going to drive his cock into that teasing ass and fuck her until she was begging him to stop and continue at the same time.

He put his arm around her and drew her to him roughly. Nichole struggled at the crudeness of his approach she anticipated John would try to kiss her. She had already agreed to let him kiss her after a few moments of resistance. If he kissed her with any skill, she was going to let him play with her tits a little.

Nichole gasped as John pulled her closer to him and began kissing her wildly. He groped for her tits, sending mixed delight and tenor through her young body. Nichole struggled to get free of his embrace. She wriggled loose of his arm and scampered across the bunk, turning to face him angrily.

"What do you think you're doing!" she gasped. "Just because I slipped out here to meet you, doesn't mean that you can treat me like that!"

John moved closer to her, his eyes filled with lust. He looked at the girl as she crouched against the end of the bunk, her tits heaving wildly, her legs folded beneath her, showing luscious thighs where her tight shorts ended. John reached over and caught her arm. He yanked her violently, circling his arms around her again. He pushed her down on the bunk and held her there, panting as he brought his lips to hers.

"I haven't even started on you yet," he panted. "You haven't felt anything yet, baby!"

"You'll be in more trouble that you ever dreamed!" she hissed. "My dad would be out here in two minutes if he heard a sound from me."

"So call him!" John dared her. "Go ahead and scream. You just said he'd kill you if he knew you were out here with me. This was your idea, remember?"

Nichole shuddered as he stared down into her eyes. He was right. She had suggested they meet like this. She had suggested it because she knew her dad would not allow her to date John. Her parents were convinced that the Navy kids only had one reason for dating Cajun girls. She stared up at him, her eyes wide in apprehension.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to kiss you," he smiled. "I'm going to start by kissing you. Then I'm going to get that blouse off and see just how good those tits feel. When I've finished with them, I'm going to pull those panties off and fuck that pussy of yours."

She tried to roll out from beneath him, but John held her firmly, pressing his lips to her mouth. His tongue easel between her lips and forced them apart. John ran his tongue into her mouth, slapping it against her tongue in delight. She twisted under the kiss, trying to escape the clawing hands which pulled at her blouse and grabbed her tits roughly. John straddled her struggling body as he kissed her and caressed her tits. She tried to bring her knee upward to force him oft but was stunned by the resounding force of a quick slap across her face.

She looked up at him. He had his hand drawn back to slap her again and she saw the glow of lust on his face. She saw, in horror, the swollen bulge in his pants. He held his hand poised to strike her again. Nichole tried another approach.

"Please," she begged him. "Please don't!"

"Save your begging," he panted in a husky voice. "I made a promise to myself. I promised myself that if you flashed those tits before me one more time, I was going to get my hands on them. I told myself that if you kept swinging that ass of yours around me, I would get my cock into it and fuck it off."

"I didn't know," she stammered. "I didn't realize" That wasn't true and Nichole knew it. She knew her ass and tits excited the boys. Cammy had told her what they said about her. Her mother had warned her. Even her father, in his brisk way, had cautioned her. It had been fun, though, to tern and taunt. It had been fun, until tonight.

"Stop sniveling! You're going to get fucked. It isn't going to hurt you unless you fight it. You relax, and you can have as much fun as I do. Here, get your hands on my cock and work it up while I see just how nice those tits are."

John sat up and unzipped his pants. Nichole stared in horror and anticipation as he drew the long, curved cock into view. She gasped as he took her hand and placed it on the hot shaft, closing her fingers around the throbbing rod. He kept his hand on hem another moment, pumping the cock. She watched the knob turn redder in excitement as she pulled the skin along the shaft. It looked angry, but it was also strangely appealing.

"Now," he smiled when he saw her staring longingly at his cock, "to find out about those tits."

He slipped her blouse off and began to play freely with her tits. He ran his fingers along the top of her bra and slipped them between the tight nylon and her satin skin. She watched the glow of desire spread across his face as he tried to finger her nipples.

"Damn, but they fill up that bra," he breathed. "Have to get it out of the way if I expect to have any fun!" He lifted her shoulders from the bunk and reached behind her. He unfastened the snap and pulled her bra away. His hands trembled as he reached for her delicious tits which were now exposed to his view, shimmering in the moonlight which filtered into the cabin.

"That," he gasped, "is a gorgeous pair of tits!" They seemed so white in the moonlight, the nipples and areolas darker brown against the soft, inviting skin. John began massaging the luscious globes, fingering the soft flesh. He cupped Nichole's tits, his thumbs pressed into the nipples. Finally, he leaned over and took a nipple between his lips. Nichole shivered at the first thrill of his kiss, her nipple tingling as it hardened in excitement. John massaged one tit while he sucked on the other.

"Mmmmmm," he murmured as he toyed with her heaving breasts. "Mmmmm, they're beautiful!"

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