Not here. Find someplace a little more appropriate.

"Can I... can I see it?" Your younger sister asks hesitantly as she stares at the very obvious bulge in the front of your jeans. You are taken aback, surprised at Joan's blatant question but part of you delights in the thought of fulfilling her request. Glancing around the hallway, you shake your head.

"Why don't we find someplace where we can both be comfortable?" You suggest, motioning towards the end of the hall where you know the living room is. "Flashing my cock at you in the hallway seems slightly inappropriate," you assure your sister as she continues down the hallway into the large cathedral ceiling-ed room. You marvel that the idea of flashing your cock to your sister doesn't seem wrong, only where you are doing it as you follow after her.

"Wow," Joan whistles in surprise as she looks around the spacious room. "This room is almost as big as our house, John," she marvels, stepping onto the deep soft pile rug, looking at the two matching sofas and the big bay window across the back of the room. "Is that a pool out there?" She asks, pointing out into the backyard.

"Yeah, and the hot tub is right behind it," you tell her with a smile, enjoying seeing her so amazed at this house. "Maybe we can go for a swim later," you suggest, moving over to stand behind her as she looks out the big window. You hear Joan inhale deeply as you stand close to her, closer than siblings should, as close as most lovers. You can see her tense, see her body go rigid for a few seconds before you gently place your hands on her shoulders. "Relax," you remind her gently, "there's no pressure."

"I know," Joan says, turning her head to smile at you. "I'm just nervous... excited, John."

"Me too," you assure her with smile, stepping even closer so that you are pressing against her back, your bodies molding together as you stand in front of the window.

"Is that a salami in your pocket, big brother, or are you just glad to see me?" Joan teases, rubbing her soft rear back into your crotch, feeling the hardness of your arousal.

"I'm very glad to see you, Joan," you whisper in her ear, your hands starting to caress her shoulders, her arms as you press yourself against her. You hear her sigh in pleasure as your hands trail down her sides, the tips of your fingers just barely caressing the sides of her breasts as you move your hands down to her hips. "Why don't we move over to the couch and get more comfortable?" You suggest, your fingers massaging her hips, feeling the sensuous heat of her body through her jeans.

"That sounds like a great idea," Joan murmurs softly, leaning her head back against your chest, her eyes closed slightly as she enjoys your tender caresses.

"I... I want to see it," Joan reminds you once you are both seated on the sofa, facing each other, her eyes dropping to the obscene bulge in your pants.

"Okay, but how about we do this together?" You suggest, still not liking the idea of just whipping your cock out and showing it to her. "Why don't we take turns taking off one article of clothing? I want to see you... all of you, just as bad as you want to see me," you assure her with a calming smile.

"That... that sounds good," Joan agrees, blushing slightly as you assure her that you want to see all of her. "I'll go first," she informs you, her hands gripping the bottom of her green t-shirt and pulling it quickly up and off over her head, tossing it defiantly onto the floor.

You find yourself silently staring at your sister's chest, surprised at how busty she really is beneath her usual baggy clothes. Her breasts are barely held in place by a baby blue bra, the lace edged cups seemingly filled to overflowing with your sister's ample chest. Her nipples are obviously hard, poking through the padded fabric as she sits there, arching her back slightly as she notices your rapt attention to her physical assets.

"Hmmm-mm," Joan clears her throat after a couple of minutes pass, jarring you out of your reverie, your cheeks burning slightly as you realize you were staring silently at her breasts. "I take it you like them," she teases you with a pleased giggle, "but it's your turn now."

"Sorry," You murmur, pulling your shirt off. "They're magnificent," you assure her, your eyes going once more to her large breasts.

"Thanks," Joan giggles, pleased with your compliment as she stands up, unhooking and sliding her jeans down off her rounded hips to reveal matching baby blue panties. She sits down so fast that you can't be sure but you think that you noticed a darker wet spot between her thighs, the light blue fabric dark with her excitement.

You strip out of your pants, sitting there in only your boxers, your cock poking obscenely out of your fly. "I guess I kinda jumped a few turns," you shrug, noticing how Joan is staring at your now exposed erection, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips as she admires your hardness.

"Wow, John," Joan sighs in a mixture of awe and anticipation, obviously pleased with what she sees. "Can I... can I touch it?" She asks hesitantly, glancing between your hard cock and your face, her eyes shining with anticipation.

The thought of your younger sister touching your cock sends a thrill down your spine and your first instinct is to say yes, to allow her to fondle you... but you also want to see her naked, see her ripe young body in all it's naked glory.