Saedo:
"Good afternoon, Simon," his stepmom warmly said as he walked into the kitchen. She approached him for a quick hug, which he tolerated. It was just one of her character traits he'd learned to live with in the past five years.
"Oh, your sister got home from college today. Wish you had been here; could have used your big, strong muscles to help her unload her car."
Simon resisted the urge to wrinkle his nose. Emma was just his stepsister, so it still bugged him that his stepmom omitted that distinction. After all, he'd been in college for half that time, so it wasn't like that they'd grown up together.
His absence had also not been accidental. Anticipating he'd be dragooned into unloading Emma's crap today, he'd switched shifts at his summer job to make sure he was unavailable.
"Poor Emma got so hot and sweaty that I told her she should go take a dip in the pool to cool off. Why don't you put on your trunk and go join her? You haven't seen each other since Christmas, so I bet you two have a lot of to catch up on."
Simon made sure to have his head turned so his stepmom wouldn't see him roll his eyes. "Okay, fine," he replied, recognizing that refusing would cause more hassle than just going to along.
His stepmom laid a hand on his forearm. "Oh, but when you do go out there, you should know that Emma has put on a little weight at school and she's a little sensitive about it. Try not to call attention to it, okay?"
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Simon walked into the backyard with a spring in his step. So Emma had put on the "freshman fifteen"? Excellent. While he didn't actively dislike his stepsister, he was enough of an older brother to still enjoy teasing her. Emma had a pretty face, but a pear-shaped body that dressed more like a librarian than a teenager. Of course, if you spent your time on band practice and D&D sessions, why dress up?
He'd never had that problem himself his first year. His athletics had burned off any excess calories. Even now, his bare torso was lean with well-defined muscles.
The pool was set off from the house by a privacy fence, so it wasn't until he opened the wooden gate that he saw her. He started to smirk as he spotted her from behind. Clearly the bikini predated her weight gain; the triangle of blue spandex was clearly outmatched by the pale white globes of her ass.
Except her ass wasn't really fat. Big, yes, but her plump cheeks surged out in a very firm and pleasing way. Her thighs were a bit thick, but they actually looked rather proportional with those rounded cheeks.
Emma turned at the sound of the gate closing behind him. She did have a bit of a belly now, but it didn't sit around her waistline like a half-empty spare tire. Rather, it was concentrated around her lower abdomen into a semi-spherical swell. Her potbelly was actually a little cute.
But what really grabbed Simon's attention was up above. If Emma had added weight, she appeared to be carrying the majority of it in her tits. She'd been of modest bosom a year ago, but now huge orbs now threatened to overflow the too-small bikini. It took a a massive effort of will to pull his eyes away from the incredible cleavage between her volleyball-sized breasts.
"Hey, Emma," he managed when she saw him. "Heard you were back for the summer. You look . . . good. Really good."
And the bizarre thing was that he meant it. Emma's voluptuous curves looked very, very good to him. The warmth beneath his swim trunks had little to do with the summer sun. His stepsister had become really fucking hot.
***
Emstar202:
Emma lounged in the pool, eyes scanning over her thick new body. She was still deciding how she felt about her weight gain. Part of her was relieved to have finally grown some tits after being flat-chested all throughout high school, but along with the fantastic tits came a beer belly she'd rather do without. She sighed, fingers splaying across her plump midsection. She'd gotten a belly button ring early on in the semester, something else she wasn't' sure how she felt about now. The sapphire gem glistened in the sunshine as she laid on her back, basking in the midday sun, drawing unwanted attention to her doughy midsection.
A bang startled her and she righted herself so only her legs remained in the water. Her attention turned in the direction of the noise.
Fuck, it was Simon. Honestly, her stepdad would have been a better intruder. Simon had a habit of picking on her. She really didn't have many positive memories of him. He teased her a lot as a kid because she was the embodiment of pure nerd, both in her pimply, unfortunate appearance and geeky habits. She was pretty sure her stepbrother still resented her for all the times her mom had made him drive her to band practice or pick her up from a D&D session. Thankfully though he'd left for college about a year after their parents had married, so she hadn't had to deal with him much.
They hadn't seen each other in nearly a year now. Last he'd seen her she'd been skinny and flat-chested, meek and by-the-books, but she wasn't that way anymore. Her acne had cleared up and she'd grown into a thick young woman. Emma dived back into the water to hide her body on instinct - but his words stopped her.
"S-Simon! You - you really think I look good?" she asked, eyes widening in disbelief. She shimmied out of the pool, struggling a bit to heave her heavier body up and out of the pool. As she pulled her leg over, her stepbrother got a great view of her plump ass, cheeks overflowing the blue spandex, which was digging into her flesh. She tugged the spandex back over her ass cheeks and turned around to face him, tits and stomach jiggling. She wondered if he was fucking with her, but judging from the look in his eyes he was serious. He was staring straight at her tits! She placed a hand on her hip and tried to suck in her stomach, but even so, there was no denying she'd put on a bit more than the freshmen fifteen. Luckily for her though most of it had gone to her ass and breasts. She still had a bit of a gut, evidence of all the fatty late night cafeteria food and beer she'd been chugging at parties over the past year.
"I-I guess I didn't realize how much weight I'd put on until I tried to squeeze into this old bikini again..." she said, blushing, breathing shakily as she tried to hide how protruding her potbelly really was. It nearly extended out as far as her tits. She felt extra self-conscious next to her toned brother, who'd always been athletic and popular. Her sapphire belly button ring twinkled in the sun as the water droplets ran down her body, cascading down the mountains of her tits, belly, and thighs.
***
Saedo:
Simon nodded almost despite himself. He'd expected to come down and tease his stepsister. After all, what was more traditional sibling behavior than the elder mocking the younger? But he found himself unable to do so.
"You grew out your hair," he noted. "And your skin cleared up." He grinned and added, "Plus, you're not holding a clarinet, so you don't look like the band nerd you did in high school."
He walked towards her as he talked, stopping when he could lay his right hand on her shoulder. This meant her tits were maybe half that distance to his own bare chest. He let his eyes linger on her impossibly deep cleavage as he continued to talk.
"You're taller, too. You didn't used to come up to my chin. Probably why your legs look better. Turn around." He used his grip on her shoulder to spin her around.
"You've been working out a little," he noted. "Or maybe it's all that walking to class. I mean, you always had a big ass, but now it's big and round and firm. Makes all the difference."
Simon spun Emma back around to face him again. "Yeah, you have added a few. But you carry it well. It suits you."
The warmth in his groin has increased. Yes, he was definitely turned on by his stepsister, which was a strange sensation. Till a minute ago, he'd have rated her 40-something mother as far more appealing, but Emma's new look had definitely reversed that dynamic.
"But I interrupted you," Simon continued. "You were getting some sun. You do look a little pale. That's what you get picking a school where it's sweater weather more than half the year."
Indeed, Emma's natural complexion did look a little muted. Probably still the studious type, spending too much time in libraries even when it was warm enough to show some skin.
"But you don't want to get tanlines," he continued. "You should take that top off so you get it nice and even."
Simon bent down and put picked up the bottle of sunscreen next to the beach towel that she'd no doubt brought with her. "Here, I'll put on a fresh coat for you."
Emstar202:
Emma couldn’t believe this. Her stepbrother was checking her out! Her shoulder burned from where he touched her. She noticed he was ogling her! The look in his eyes reminded her much more of a drunken college guy trying to get in her pants at a party than an antagonistic older brother. Her pulse quickened and she averted her eyes from him when it became too much, staring pointedly at her feet as he complimented her.
“Ew, I can’t believe you’re commenting on my ass right now!” she teased him, prodding her finger into his shoulder. “You’re my brother.”
Nonetheless, his heady gaze and words were arousing. She raised a brow when he suggested she take her top off. She plucked the strap of her bikini playfully, letting the elastic push back against her skin, inadvertently causing her tits to bounce.
“Are you seriously asking me to take my top off right now?!” she laughed. “What has gotten into you?” She chanced a glance at him then slowly lowered herself on the towel and laid down on her potbelly. Her bubble butt jiggled pleasantly as she settled into place. “This isn’t a prank, right? Like, that sunscreen isn’t filled with like… honey to attract bees or anything?” she laughed and gazed up at him. If she wasn’t mistaken there was a bit of a tent in his pants, just a little. Maybe she was imagining things.
“Well, lather me up then,” she finally concluded. She reached behind her and unhooked her bikini top. Although Simon couldn’t see her nipples as she was pressed firmly against the towel, the sides of her breasts exploded out of the tiny fabric, grateful to be free of the restrictive top. “Help me get an even tan.”
"Good afternoon, Simon," his stepmom warmly said as he walked into the kitchen. She approached him for a quick hug, which he tolerated. It was just one of her character traits he'd learned to live with in the past five years.
"Oh, your sister got home from college today. Wish you had been here; could have used your big, strong muscles to help her unload her car."
Simon resisted the urge to wrinkle his nose. Emma was just his stepsister, so it still bugged him that his stepmom omitted that distinction. After all, he'd been in college for half that time, so it wasn't like that they'd grown up together.
His absence had also not been accidental. Anticipating he'd be dragooned into unloading Emma's crap today, he'd switched shifts at his summer job to make sure he was unavailable.
"Poor Emma got so hot and sweaty that I told her she should go take a dip in the pool to cool off. Why don't you put on your trunk and go join her? You haven't seen each other since Christmas, so I bet you two have a lot of to catch up on."
Simon made sure to have his head turned so his stepmom wouldn't see him roll his eyes. "Okay, fine," he replied, recognizing that refusing would cause more hassle than just going to along.
His stepmom laid a hand on his forearm. "Oh, but when you do go out there, you should know that Emma has put on a little weight at school and she's a little sensitive about it. Try not to call attention to it, okay?"
~~~~~~
~~~~~~
Simon walked into the backyard with a spring in his step. So Emma had put on the "freshman fifteen"? Excellent. While he didn't actively dislike his stepsister, he was enough of an older brother to still enjoy teasing her. Emma had a pretty face, but a pear-shaped body that dressed more like a librarian than a teenager. Of course, if you spent your time on band practice and D&D sessions, why dress up?
He'd never had that problem himself his first year. His athletics had burned off any excess calories. Even now, his bare torso was lean with well-defined muscles.
The pool was set off from the house by a privacy fence, so it wasn't until he opened the wooden gate that he saw her. He started to smirk as he spotted her from behind. Clearly the bikini predated her weight gain; the triangle of blue spandex was clearly outmatched by the pale white globes of her ass.
Except her ass wasn't really fat. Big, yes, but her plump cheeks surged out in a very firm and pleasing way. Her thighs were a bit thick, but they actually looked rather proportional with those rounded cheeks.
Emma turned at the sound of the gate closing behind him. She did have a bit of a belly now, but it didn't sit around her waistline like a half-empty spare tire. Rather, it was concentrated around her lower abdomen into a semi-spherical swell. Her potbelly was actually a little cute.
But what really grabbed Simon's attention was up above. If Emma had added weight, she appeared to be carrying the majority of it in her tits. She'd been of modest bosom a year ago, but now huge orbs now threatened to overflow the too-small bikini. It took a a massive effort of will to pull his eyes away from the incredible cleavage between her volleyball-sized breasts.
"Hey, Emma," he managed when she saw him. "Heard you were back for the summer. You look . . . good. Really good."
And the bizarre thing was that he meant it. Emma's voluptuous curves looked very, very good to him. The warmth beneath his swim trunks had little to do with the summer sun. His stepsister had become really fucking hot.
***
Emstar202:
Emma lounged in the pool, eyes scanning over her thick new body. She was still deciding how she felt about her weight gain. Part of her was relieved to have finally grown some tits after being flat-chested all throughout high school, but along with the fantastic tits came a beer belly she'd rather do without. She sighed, fingers splaying across her plump midsection. She'd gotten a belly button ring early on in the semester, something else she wasn't' sure how she felt about now. The sapphire gem glistened in the sunshine as she laid on her back, basking in the midday sun, drawing unwanted attention to her doughy midsection.
A bang startled her and she righted herself so only her legs remained in the water. Her attention turned in the direction of the noise.
Fuck, it was Simon. Honestly, her stepdad would have been a better intruder. Simon had a habit of picking on her. She really didn't have many positive memories of him. He teased her a lot as a kid because she was the embodiment of pure nerd, both in her pimply, unfortunate appearance and geeky habits. She was pretty sure her stepbrother still resented her for all the times her mom had made him drive her to band practice or pick her up from a D&D session. Thankfully though he'd left for college about a year after their parents had married, so she hadn't had to deal with him much.
They hadn't seen each other in nearly a year now. Last he'd seen her she'd been skinny and flat-chested, meek and by-the-books, but she wasn't that way anymore. Her acne had cleared up and she'd grown into a thick young woman. Emma dived back into the water to hide her body on instinct - but his words stopped her.
"S-Simon! You - you really think I look good?" she asked, eyes widening in disbelief. She shimmied out of the pool, struggling a bit to heave her heavier body up and out of the pool. As she pulled her leg over, her stepbrother got a great view of her plump ass, cheeks overflowing the blue spandex, which was digging into her flesh. She tugged the spandex back over her ass cheeks and turned around to face him, tits and stomach jiggling. She wondered if he was fucking with her, but judging from the look in his eyes he was serious. He was staring straight at her tits! She placed a hand on her hip and tried to suck in her stomach, but even so, there was no denying she'd put on a bit more than the freshmen fifteen. Luckily for her though most of it had gone to her ass and breasts. She still had a bit of a gut, evidence of all the fatty late night cafeteria food and beer she'd been chugging at parties over the past year.
"I-I guess I didn't realize how much weight I'd put on until I tried to squeeze into this old bikini again..." she said, blushing, breathing shakily as she tried to hide how protruding her potbelly really was. It nearly extended out as far as her tits. She felt extra self-conscious next to her toned brother, who'd always been athletic and popular. Her sapphire belly button ring twinkled in the sun as the water droplets ran down her body, cascading down the mountains of her tits, belly, and thighs.
***
Saedo:
Simon nodded almost despite himself. He'd expected to come down and tease his stepsister. After all, what was more traditional sibling behavior than the elder mocking the younger? But he found himself unable to do so.
"You grew out your hair," he noted. "And your skin cleared up." He grinned and added, "Plus, you're not holding a clarinet, so you don't look like the band nerd you did in high school."
He walked towards her as he talked, stopping when he could lay his right hand on her shoulder. This meant her tits were maybe half that distance to his own bare chest. He let his eyes linger on her impossibly deep cleavage as he continued to talk.
"You're taller, too. You didn't used to come up to my chin. Probably why your legs look better. Turn around." He used his grip on her shoulder to spin her around.
"You've been working out a little," he noted. "Or maybe it's all that walking to class. I mean, you always had a big ass, but now it's big and round and firm. Makes all the difference."
Simon spun Emma back around to face him again. "Yeah, you have added a few. But you carry it well. It suits you."
The warmth in his groin has increased. Yes, he was definitely turned on by his stepsister, which was a strange sensation. Till a minute ago, he'd have rated her 40-something mother as far more appealing, but Emma's new look had definitely reversed that dynamic.
"But I interrupted you," Simon continued. "You were getting some sun. You do look a little pale. That's what you get picking a school where it's sweater weather more than half the year."
Indeed, Emma's natural complexion did look a little muted. Probably still the studious type, spending too much time in libraries even when it was warm enough to show some skin.
"But you don't want to get tanlines," he continued. "You should take that top off so you get it nice and even."
Simon bent down and put picked up the bottle of sunscreen next to the beach towel that she'd no doubt brought with her. "Here, I'll put on a fresh coat for you."
Emstar202:
Emma couldn’t believe this. Her stepbrother was checking her out! Her shoulder burned from where he touched her. She noticed he was ogling her! The look in his eyes reminded her much more of a drunken college guy trying to get in her pants at a party than an antagonistic older brother. Her pulse quickened and she averted her eyes from him when it became too much, staring pointedly at her feet as he complimented her.
“Ew, I can’t believe you’re commenting on my ass right now!” she teased him, prodding her finger into his shoulder. “You’re my brother.”
Nonetheless, his heady gaze and words were arousing. She raised a brow when he suggested she take her top off. She plucked the strap of her bikini playfully, letting the elastic push back against her skin, inadvertently causing her tits to bounce.
“Are you seriously asking me to take my top off right now?!” she laughed. “What has gotten into you?” She chanced a glance at him then slowly lowered herself on the towel and laid down on her potbelly. Her bubble butt jiggled pleasantly as she settled into place. “This isn’t a prank, right? Like, that sunscreen isn’t filled with like… honey to attract bees or anything?” she laughed and gazed up at him. If she wasn’t mistaken there was a bit of a tent in his pants, just a little. Maybe she was imagining things.
“Well, lather me up then,” she finally concluded. She reached behind her and unhooked her bikini top. Although Simon couldn’t see her nipples as she was pressed firmly against the towel, the sides of her breasts exploded out of the tiny fabric, grateful to be free of the restrictive top. “Help me get an even tan.”