Chapter 3: Second Feel

“Damn it, I know I just told you to shut up, but what’s it going to take to make you promise not to do that again?”

“Seriously?”

“Yes seriously! Why would I have prefaced that with ‘I know I just told you to shut up,’ if I weren’t serious?”

“Well, if you let me touch your tits again, I promise I won’t whip it out again before mile two.” Tanya looked like she was going to object but then said, “Fine, whatever it takes to get you to behave. Sheesh, you act like you’ve never touched a girl’s chest before.” I didn’t say anything, but Tanya could tell just by looking at me, “Son of a bitch, I’m the first person you’ve felt up, aren’t I? Damn it, the first tits you ever touch belong to your own sister. You’re not going to be able to help yourself when it comes to not making this weird, are you?”

“I don’t know what to say; your rack is amazing!” I stated this while reaching out to cop another feel.

“Hey, you don’t get your reward until after we get to the mile two marker!” Tanya snapped while slapping my hands away from her fantastic boobs. I moaned in frustration, and Tanya stomped off down the trail. I could hear her muttering, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is so fucking weird!” I was so entranced by the way Tanya’s body moved and the promise of another chance to touch the bare skin of her tits that I hardly noticed the trail becoming more difficult. I also hardly noticed the passage of time. Only when Tanya announced that we had reached the mile two marker did I realize I was huffing and puffing and dripping with sweat. I looked down at my watch. It was 11:30, and the guide had said to allot 3 to 4 hours to walk the trail one way. We had covered half of it in an hour! Then I looked at Tanya and saw that she too was dripping sweat. Of course, I was looking at her tits, and I noticed a bead of sweat hanging from the underside of one of her magnificent boobs. I reached out and collected the drop of sweat on the tip of my finger, then I put it into my mouth. It didn’t taste like much, just a bit of salt, the same as I could taste from my own sweat. However, between the slight touch of Tanya’s breast and knowing where that drop of sweat came from, I was hornier than ever. Tanya palmed her face in her hand, saying, “Why do you insist on making everything as weird as it could possibly fucking be?” She didn’t wait for a response before adding. “I was going to let you feel me up now, but after that stunt, I’m going to make you wait until after we eat lunch.” We pulled out the lunch we had packed and ate in silence. It wasn’t like I could carry on a conversation about much beyond how sexy I had discovered my little sister to be or how much I was looking forward to touching her tits again anyway. All in all, eating in silence was probably for the best. I practically inhaled my food and washed it down with some water from a canteen. Then I ogled Tanya as she ate, loving every bounce and jiggle of her large tits. I practically held my breath when she finished and jumped up when she said, “OK, you get another thirty seconds.” My fingers were twitching, and I was panting as I watched Tanya get her phone out. She gave me a countdown: “Three, two, one.” Then those amazing tits of hers were in my hands again. I tried to be as gentle as I was the first time, even though I was bursting with excitement. I think I succeeded on the gentleness front, but I couldn’t keep my fingers on just the portion of Tanya’s breasts hanging out under the tiny crop top. I was reaching up under the shirt and filling more and more of my hands with her large breasts, and she wasn’t stopping me. My heart was pounding, and I could feel every heartbeat in my rock hard cock. Far too soon for my liking, I heard Tanya’s cell phone start beeping again. Just like the first time, though, I didn’t pull my hands away. Since I was already well under her shirt, I decided it was worth the risk to try to touch Tanya’s nipples. I didn’t move suddenly, but I started subtly trying to reposition my hands. I didn’t know it at the time, but Tanya was biting her lip, and that was a sign that she was enjoying what I was doing. However, it made me nervous that she was about to stop me at the time. So I rotated my hands again, found Tanya’s nipples with my thumbs, and started rubbing them. She bit down on more of her lip, and I could feel the little nubs growing harder at my touch, but then she stepped back, saying, “OK, that’s enough. I keep letting you get more than your thirty seconds.”