Edge of Today

Matt let Clair guide him to the living room by his dick, then joined her, Brandon, and Sam on the couch. Matt set his remaining water down next to the snacks, which had already seen some light pillaging.

"About time you got here," Sam commented. "We were gonna start without you," she added, gesturing at the TV. Netflix was up, and as predicted it was a Sci-Fi action movie, 'Edge of Tomorrow'. Matt hadn't seen it, which he was a little disappointed by as it meant he couldn't check to see if it was different. The poster looked completely normal, though. "Any objections?" she asked, drawing a general grunt of disinterest from the others.

Matt of course wasn't too interested in the movie, and suspected he would barley be watching. Instead, when Sam leaned over to grab the remote, Matt reached around and very lightly grabbed her waist. She didn't respond at all as, instead of sitting straight back into her spot, Matt, with the lightest of touches, guided her to sit on his lap. Her tight ass was now resting on his bare hard dick, and he wiggled under her slightly, enjoying the feeling as the movie started. She wiggled a bit too, not in response to him but more to try to get comfortable on his lap, with little success. Matt reached over and felt for the gap between her legs, which was slightly hard to find in the heavy but tight nun outfit's skirt, and gently separated her legs a little, which seemed to help her find a comfortable spot.

Matt enjoyed having her sit on him for a while, halfheartedly watching the movie as he reached around and felt her large breasts. Fondling her through the outfit was fun, as it was so tight that despite the lack of bra it gave her some appreciable lift. As far as he could tell, nothing was at all odd in the movie itself. Matt noticed Brandon and Clair were subtly holding hands, Brandon's arm around her as they watched. There was nothing subtle about how big a bulge Brandon's hard cock was making in his pants. "Do you guys wanna make out or something," Matt asked teasingly.

"WHAT THE HELL BRO!!" Clair responded, the first negative reaction he had gotten the whole day, face red. "Can't you think about Sam's feelings," she added, looking sidewise at Sam, who was cracking up, her laughter causing her ass to do great things to Matt's dick.

"Oh come on guys," Sam replied. "You don't have to feel shy on my behalf. It's been a while since we dated," she added, indicating Brandon. "I have moved on, you know."

Clair didn't seem mollified. "Anyway, I don't need my brother butting in on things," Clair replied in a huff, crossing her arms in exasperation, not seeming to realize what that did for her in her current outfit.

"I'm sorry, you just looked so cute together," Matt teased. "Come on, give us a kiss," he teased.

"We are not yerrr deferomin monkeys," Clair replied in annoyance. She became hard to understand in the middle as she tried to continue talking through doing just that, Clair and Brandon kissing quickly. Brandon had been half ignoring the exchange, perhaps not wanting to get in the middle of things, but had leaned over, not taking his eyes off the movie, to kiss her, then sat back nonchalantly, none of them seeming to notice they had done as Matt said.

Matt noticed. Clair had been upset but then she and Brandon did it without even realizing. He stopped playing with Sam's boobs for a second to think, resting his hands on her bosom.

"I wouldn't mind if the two of you make out," Sam put in, completely oblivious to the kiss. Clair was totally red by now, and turned purposefully back to the movie in a huff. "No seriously it's ok. I appreciate the thought, but I don't want to come between you guys." Clair went on ignoring her, pointedly not even holding Brandon's hand; he shrugged.

Matt had a theory. "Clair and Sam kiss," he stated, hoping if this didn't work they would think he misspoke. The two leaned toward each other and kissed briefly, neither taking their eyes off the movie as they did so, then sat back like nothing had happened. Matt was so excited by this he smacked Sam's boobs, enjoying the feel of it. If he gave them orders they would just do it!! What could he do with this? As he thought, Matt reached around Sam for his water.

As he picked up the glass, the water, reacting as if he had violently jerked the glass, flew out and sidewise, hitting Sam right in the boobs and soaking into the the cloth of the nun outfit. Matt couldn't see completely from behind her and quickly tried to turn her around, noting as he did her head turned so she could keep watching the movie. The front was soaked, making it cling even more tightly to her chest somehow, then the wet areas just flaked off, leaving her with a perfectly tailored boob widow in the front of her outfit, showing off just how firm her tits were without any support, nipples hardening in the cold. Matt put the now empty glass down, shrugged, and said "give me a boob job."

Sam got down on her knees and took his dick between her tits, head turned to the screen and still not looking. She pushed them together, and began moving up and down on him. While Matt certainly enjoyed the sensation of her wrapped around him, after a few minutes he got bored as it was entirely mechanical. Up and down, perfectly and completely regularly. He reached down to grab her chest, moving her on him so he was in control. Better but still a bit dull.