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Another huge family Thanksgiving dinner was finished. Everyone had filled their tummies full of all of the family favorites. Mom’s delicious cornbread dressing was all gone, but I know she had made extra and I’d get a container full before we left. Dad had fried four turkeys. So delicious! The last one he even tripled the heat, injecting it with all kinds of spices, just like I liked it. Here in Houston, we’re just close enough to Louisiana to adopt some of their Cajun-inspired cooking.At 3 PM, Dad and most of the men were in the game room watching football, or most likely sleeping it off like my husband was. The women had all gathered in the den watching the new grandbaby and a Hallmark movie. The kids were all outside under the supervision of the teenage grandkids.”Monopoly!” I heard my twin brother shout from the stairs. “Mom, you still have the old game we used to play!”Mom put down her crochet needles and looked toward the stairs. “I’ve saved all of your games and toys. They’re in the attic.”Kenny came halfway down the stairs holding the aging box of Monopoly. We’d played that game for hours when we grew up, even dragging our future spouses into some intense games.Ken is my twin brother and the most practical of the two of us. Here I was in a red skirt and holiday sweater and he’d changed into cotton athletic shorts and a t-shirt. We’d all dressed up for the annual family picture, but only Kenny was smart enough to bring a change of clothes.Ken shook the game and said, “Sis, you up for a challenge?”I stood up and stretched and replied, “No, not now, but I’d look to look at all of the old stuff. Is that okay, Mom?””Sure honey,” she replied. “You might want to change clothes first, though, before you get your pretty stuff all dusty. There should be something in the dresser in your old room.””Good idea,” I told her. “Kenny! I’ll be…”I had started to say that loudly so he’d hear me, but he had crept up on me from behind.”I heard her,” he said as he goosed my sides with his fingers.I almost screamed and he laughed so hard.”He never gives up on that, does he?” my mother said as we all laughed.”Never!” Kenny said from the kitchen where he had loaded his mouth full of cookies and had grabbed a soda.”Sustenance for the exploration,” he explained as he motioned for me to take the lead up the stairs.I was almost at the top and was thinking fondly of my brother’s antics over the years when a sudden memory popped into my mind. I quickly stopped and looked down the stairs. Sure enough, there he was just like he used to do. He was out of sight of anyone in the den, but was looking straight up my skirt!I gave him a dirty look and he just smirked. I went to my old room and just like Mom had said I would, I found an old pair of cheer shorts and a college shirt. I turned güvenilir bahis and sure enough, my brother was standing in the open doorway as if waiting for a show. I walked over and closed the door so I could change clothes privately.”Awww,” I heard him mutter outside of the door.I took off my skirt and sweater and just for a moment, admired my body in the mirror, like when I was a younger woman. “Not too bad,” I said to myself as I turned to admire my butt in the red thong. Lucky for me, the shorts were also red so there wouldn’t be anything showing through. My breasts were full in my bra. They were not the biggest out there, but that was to my advantage. Sometimes I didn’t even need a bra.I got dressed and opened the door to find Kenny waiting by the upstairs storage closet. It was a long room off to the side of the open area between the bedrooms. Kenny gave me a thorough checking out as I approached and then motioned me into the closet. As he followed, he closed the door behind him.”Hey, what are you doing?” I quickly asked in a semi-panic.”What?” he asked. “How can you forget this weird setup?””Oh, yeah,” I responded.The storage closet was long, so the disappearing attic stairs couldn’t be opened without closing the door and walking to the back. Once it was down, it prevented anyone from opening the door. Not the safest arrangement in the case of a fire, but what were the chances of being in the attic and the house burning down?I moved further back and Ken approached me. I could smell his scent when he got close. Perhaps a bit of cologne, but mixed with the scent of fried turkeys he had helped Dad prepare. He reached up and grabbed the pull rope and brought down the ladder.Again, he offered me to go up first. I didn’t even think about it again until I was all of the way up.”Enjoy the view?” I asked a bit annoyed.”I always do,” he replied. “You’ve got a nice ass, Sis.””I have a great ass,” I told him and punched him hard in the arm as he stood up in the attic.”Ow!” he said as he rubbed his shoulder. “I can’t help but notice when you’re not wearing panties. Your butt cheeks were coming out.””Idiot,” I replied. “I’m wearing a thong and these shorts are a bit too tight and too small. I hope you enjoyed my ass, asshole.””I’ll admit to getting a semi,” he said.”Oh my gosh!” I told him. “You’re still a teenager!””I saw more than your butt cheeks when I was a teenager,” he teased me.I felt my face flush and neck getting hot as I recalled the times he was talking about. We’d been close. Too damned close if I was honest.”Enough of that!” I told him. “Let’s see what’s up here.”He stepped in front of me to start looking amongst the boxes and I will admit to staring at his ass as he moved in front of me.”It looks like Mom saved a lot of stuff!” he said as he found more güvenilir bahis siteleri board games. Stratego, the Game of Life, Gnip-Gnop, Operation, and more. It was like being lost in time as we found more toys. We stood next to each other and went through all of the toys and games. It was bringing back some great childhood memories.We had an older brother and sister, but the age difference was big and they didn’t spend a lot of time with us. Being twins, we just naturally hung out together, playing games, watching television, and, well, other stuff. As “those” memories popped into my mind, I broke away and walked further into the attic, hunching over past the low rafters.”Here’s my dollhouse that you broke!” I told him in an accusing tone.”Hey, that thing broke my fall!” he reminded me. “I still have the scar!”He had fallen from the ladder while changing a light bulb downstairs and crashed right onto my dollhouse. He was lucky the sharp peak of the dollhouse roof hadn’t penetrated his skin more than it did.He walked up next to me and lifted his shirt showing me the scar. I subconsciously reached out and traced it with my fingertips from where it began just below his sternum to the top of his shorts. It went a few inches lower than that, but I jerked my fingers away as if they’d been scorched when I realized what I was doing.”It served as a good conversation starter at the beach and pool,” he admitted. “The ladies just couldn’t help themselves from doing what you just did.”I was still staring at his tight abdomen. He was in great shape for being in his mid-thirties. I told him that.He responded that I was still looking good too.I looked up into his eyes.I never should have done that.I was lost in them.The next thing I knew we were mashing our lips against each other passionately. Our tongues danced together and our bodies pressed hard to each other. My hands went up around his neck, pulling him tighter to me. His hands went to my ass. He grabbed me tightly, pressing me up against his throbbing cock. I dropped a hand down and grabbed it through his shorts and gave it a squeeze.”Damn, Kelly!” he groaned into my neck as his mouth opened and he kissed his way up and down my neck. His hands moved from my ass to my back as he deftly slid under my shirt and seconds later I felt my bra collapse under my shirt.Kenny dropped to his knees and pushed my shirt and bra up to my neck. In seconds he was going from nipple to nipple, sucking and kissing each one. It felt like a wire was connected from my tits to my clit as my pussy warmed and moistened with his kisses. I put my hands on the side of his head and guided him back and forth on my breasts.Then I felt a tugging motion at my hips and the next thing I knew he was pulling my shorts down.I pushed him back and iddaa siteleri stepped away. I was standing there with my breasts exposed, my shorts halfway down my thighs, and my thong was dripping!”Kenny,” I moaned. “We…I…shouldn’t…oh my gosh. I just don’t know…””Kelly Belly,” he whispered, saying my nickname that he’d given me years ago. “Let me see you.””The family is downstairs,” I reminded him, whispering through clenched teeth.”They always were,” he, in turn, reminded me.Our eyes met. He had me again.”Take off your clothes, Kelly,” he whispered urgently.I stood there for a few seconds staring at him.”You first,” I told him. “Just like always.””Of course,” he whispered back.He stood straight and pulled his shirt off and set it on a box. Then he kicked off his shoes and pulled his shorts and underwear down. The shaft of his cock caught on the waistband for a second and then bounced up. He was just as big and thick as I remembered. He kicked his shorts and boxer briefs to the side of the floor.”Now you,” he said softly.I reached down, crossed my arms, and pulled the hem of my shirt up and over my head. I untangled my bra and set them both on top of his shirt. My nipples ached for his attention.I pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them. Then, I slowly pulled down my thong. As my legs separated to remove my panties, I could feel the heat releasing from between my legs. I could smell my arousal as I felt a drop actually slide down my thigh.”Look at you,” he said admiringly. “Just as beautiful as I remember.””Look at you,” I told him in reply. My voice was suddenly a bit deeper and husky sounding.I walked toward him and gently reached out taking his hard cock into my hand. I met his eyes as I slowly slid down to my knees.”Hello, old friend,” I said as I moved the head of his cock to my lips. I rubbed it lightly, coating my lips with the hot, slick, precum oozing from the slit in his cock. Then I allowed it to push in and I opened my mouth to my brother’s hot, throbbing cock.”Oh, Kelly!” he moaned as I began to work his cock with my hands and mouth.”Mmmphmm,” I moaned which caused his member to vibrate against my tongue.”Kelly, I might not last long,” he warned.I slipped his cock out of my mouth just long enough to tease him, “You never could,” I said.I’d no sooner slid him back inside of my mouth when he gasped and pumped my mouth full of cum. The first powerful spurt hit the rear of my mouth and slid down my throat. As I was swallowing that, he reared his hips back and shoved forward into me, sending more cum inside my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but the more liquid part of it spilled past my lips, coating the shaft of his cock and dripping down my chin. The rest of it was more jelly-like and it was oozing around my tongue as I swirled it around his cock. I pulled him out of my mouth and milked the last drops onto my extended tongue. He let loose with one final spurt but I sensed it coming and aimed it at my neck and tits, but it was just a small release and it landed on my thighs.
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