Her Boyfriend Also Likes Having a Big Titty Girlfriend

It's been a while since you became your sister's black halter top. How long, you couldn't say.

At first, the experience wasn't that bad. Although it was never truly pleasant, you mostly got used to the swaying sensation when your sister moved or spun. The ticklish sensation, of course, was harder to ignore, but you found it as equally stimilating as it was distracting.

The scent of your sister's scent as she went about her business wasn't too bad either, the material of which you were made breathed quite well, preventing excessive sweat build up.

Even the laundry cycle wasn't terrible. Your sister washed you with the delicates. The spin cycle was still not quite pleasant, but the water temperature wasn't too bad. You would be hung on a clothing hanger when not in use, allowing you to at least partially observe your sister as she went about her life.

Eventually, however, the first sign of trouble creeped into your new life. One day, while taking you off the clothing hanger to wear, your sister addressed you for the first time in what must have been weeks.

"Psst...bro, do you know what tonight is?" she asked, breaking the silence as if expecting some response from her clothing. None arrived, of course, so your sister continued, "It's date night with my boyfriend!"

You would have protested if you had a voice. Through the past couple of weeks, you had blissfully forgotten that important detail, that your sister had been going steady with her boyfriend quite a while. She must have kept you in the closet when out with her boyfriend in the recent past.

Your sister holds you up to more clearly see her face, the make-up and lipstick drawing out the importance of the night as she winks at you. "He loves date night because he always gets lucky," she says before adding, "This is going to be so hot."

You are **** against her breasts as she wears you and finishes getting ready. Eventually, she heads out, meeting her boyfriend at some restaurant. The happy talk, laughter, and innuendos only serve to highlight the direction this night is moving.

When your sister and her boyfriend do eventually return to his place, it doesn't take long before you can feel his hands pressing against what feels like the back of your head, mashing your face into your sister's breasts.

The worst, however, is that when the boyfriend moves to remove you, your sister stops him and says, "No, I want to try something different. I want you to get off between my tits, hot stuff."

The boyfriend responds, "You're serious? Aren't you...you know, wearing him?"

"Yeah, that's what makes it so hot," she responds excitedly.

You can feel your sister shift and then the sound of a zipper behind you. Moments later, you can feel the sensation of the boyfriend's cock rubbing against what feels like the back of your head. The slimy sensation of his precum in what feels like your hair is difficult to ignore as it spreads on the outside of the halter top.

"You're irredemable, babe," he replies, "But I guess that's what makes you so hot. Just this once, though. I don't like the idea of him getting all tha time with your tits."

"Ohh..." your sister replies as the light through the cloth allows you to make out the visual of his cock slipping beneath you, beneath the bottom edge of the halter top and between your sister's breasts. You feel the pressure of your sister's hands on the back of your head as she presses her breasts tightly around her boyfriend's cock, stating, "You always were the jealous sort." You sway as she shifts to move her breasts up and down his cock, adding breathily with arousal, "One last treat for him before we send him back."

The boyfriend doesn't last long as he fucks your sister's tits, his cock pulsing and spurting cum withing her cleavage which is **** into your face. You can taste everything, and the taste lingers as there is no way to disperse of it.

Furthermore, the night doesn't end there as you are **** to listen to your sister's heavy breathing as her boyfriend returns the favor by fingerbanging her to her own noisy climax.

It isn't until later, after the two have disrobed and begun to clean up, that you are dropped into the return box for Cognizant Fashions. You mercifully drift into a slumber shortly thereafter.