We were a typical broken family in Public Housing. Mom worked and we got by but things were tight. My sister Samantha has SAD, Seasonal Affect Disorder. Sam is one year older than me and we have a small two bedroom apartment, I sleep on the couch and have a Target dresser in Sam's room. Dad disappeared before I was born and that makes me kind of the man of the family.

Come the Fall Season and Sam suffers, she has daylight lamps and pills but she still becomes depressed every Fall. It is the lack of sunlight that causes it. Sam is even sad in the summer time. The Doctor's diagnosed Sam, but can not seem to help her. Sam is small, petit and pretty and shy. At school Sam is a mouse and quiet, she was never outgoing like me. Sam has a high IQ and get's all A's.

Our's is a rough Innercity School and Sam hides and remains low key as her survival strategy. I took the other road in life; I am confrontational and angry at school. If you act crazy, then the bad kids fear you. I am angry anyway in life and the school labeled me as a suffering from a personality disorder and they told me I would be relabeled a sociopath at age eighteen.

Lot's kids in the Innercity think they know martial arts and some pretend they do. We had no money for such a luxury. I did pickup a book at a garage sale; How to Box by Terry McGovern, James J. Corbett, J. Gardner M.D., Gus E and Arthur R. Keely, it was a whole gym in one book and it had been a newspaper series a long time ago then reprinted as a book since 1899. I could defend myself. I also found online a copy of "Captain Jack's Bare Knuckle Boxing and Self Defense from the 1900's.

Sis has curvature of the spine and mom has me massage her. I know, I know you guessed it. I touched my sister's boob's when I rub her back. Her tits are taut and firm because she's laid on her belly. At first she wore a bra when I rubbed her back then I told sis to stop wearing the bra so I could rub her back better. This has been a slow process but over the months I became bolder and now always touched her boobs. Gently caressing the side of breasts and even cupping her. Then I had sis rest her weight on her forearms her torso elevated and belly on the bed and then started cupping her breast with one hand. I was stunned it felt so soft and rubbed her back with the other hand. Afterwards her face was red and she left my room. The last step was reaching up her t-shirt to massage her shoulders with my finger tips as I fondled her with my palma.

I took her not stopping me as a green light. Hell I told sis to lay on her back. Sis lay there passively as I rubbed her shoulders in the front of her t-shirt; then I reach up her t-shirt and use my finger tips to massage her shoulders and palm her tit's and feel he up. She usually wear's cotton jersey gym shorts and a t-shirt when I massage her. I have pulled her shorts down to massage her butt too. I start a massage on her legs and feet and work my way up. I thought sis could not feel my hands on her tit's to be honest. She had never said a thing to me and I always felt her up as I massaged her.

It was Fall and sunset was coming sooner. Sam asked me in a soft voice "do I have nice breasts?"

"Sure Sam your beautiful."

"You only think I'm pretty because you're my brother" she said sadly.

"I want to ask you a favor; please. You know I have Seasonal Affect Disorder; I would do anything for a cure. You know the last months it has been better. I keep chart, so I could find out what effects sunlight have on me along with special lights, plus other factors.

I nodded bored out of my mind. Sam loved Statistics and Math and charted everything, it was one of her compulsive behaviors.

"I need your help and I think you're the only one that can help me in this."

"Sure Sam, you need something carried or lifted?"

"In a way" she smiled.

"Sure I will do it for you sis."

"My charts show that when you give me a massage my condition is much better then on days there is no message."

"You think massage helps?"

"No not really, it is when you feel me up and touch my ass it seems to help."

I was dumbfounded! She knew I had been fondling her! It had been like a secret that neither of us spoke about. I had even wondered if she could feel it.

"I am not angry with you brother."

I nodded my head.

"I want this to continue in fact. I have been using Google to research curing touch such as occurs in Wicca's Five Fold Kiss and Tantra, and touch therapy"

I was not sure why but she wanted me to continue to fondle her, my cock grew hard at the thought.

"I want to keep this scientific, I think your feeling my breasts and bottom does something. I need you continue to touch me, even for a longer duration and intensity. You know just feel me up!"

I smiled, this must be a joke by Sam, it was just too unreal.

"Sure Sam I will feel you up as much as you want."

Sam smiled "OK let's try a quick session. Let's go to my room."

I followed Sam and wondered when the joke would end.

Sam entered her room and I followed. Sam had on a simple house dress, she undid the buttons and I was stunned as her skin started to show, then she shrugged off her cotton house dress and stood there in a pair of panties. Sam is slim, athletic like a runner and has large breasts for a slender woman, I knew from looking at her bra in the laundry she wore a full B bra. Sam had her strawberry blond hair up in a bun and she pulled it down and it fell free. Her hair and freckles were lovely and her boobs jiggled as she threw her hair back. Sam had corral pink nipples, areolae and pale skin, a small waist and boyish hips with long slim legs. Sam was high waisted and her arms and shoulders were slim.

"I see you like what you see."

Her eyes laughed at my erection inside my jeans. "No kissing, kissing on the lips is too intimate, are we clear on the that."

"You want me to feel you up and touch your breasts?"

"Yes! We will try five minutes alright?"

I nodded and Sam had her watch in her hand. She stepped towards me and smiled. Sam lifted both my hands and lead them to her round, soft breasts.

"You can not tell Mom!" She sound firm in that.

I stood holding my sister's naked breasts and smiled.

"Feel me up, move your hands" she whispered.

Sam's bosom felt softer than when she was laid face down on her bed for a massage, her boobs were silky softer. I stared at my sister's full breasts as I felt her up.

"Please run your hands over my abdomen and shoulders, caressing all my top."

I loved this! Sam wanted me to feel her up and I was happy to help. I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger as my fingers held her boobs. Sam was smiling.

"Times up" she announced and she went to her bed and wrote in a journal, sitting there bare from the waist up. My mind whirled with the possibilities. Maybe I could get Sam to let me screw her.

I left with my mind awhirl at the possibilities. I went to my room and daydreamed about my sister's beautiful breasts and how they felt. Reality was so much better fantasy.

That evening Sam asked for her regular back rub and I followed her into her room.

"Mom is not here Sam, so take your top off and I will rub your back and feel you up too."

Sam looked thoughtful, frowned but unbuttoned her blouse top to bottom. She removed her blouse and laid it on her chair, then unhooked her bra and laid it atop her blouse giving me a forlorn look. Sam really has beautiful breasts for such a slim girl, full, round and capped with erect nipples and sweet areolae. She frowned but laid on her bed on her tummy. I used one hand to rub her back and the other to fondle her bare breast.

"Sam lift yourself onto your forearms" and she did.

I cupped her full breast squeezing and stroking it as I massaged her back. I heard Sam give a little moan and smiled. Sam's tit has silky skin, smooth and perfect to the touch and soft. Her nipple betrayed her and was erect and as hard as iron. I cupped her with my hand and used my fingers to twist and play with sis's nipple.

"Sam I love playing with your tit's."

"You shouldn't say that; I'm your sister and we ahhh" and her voice trailed off as I rolled her nipple.

I reached under her and caressed and fondled her other breast and played with her nipple, making sure my wrist pressed into her other bosom.

"I think that is enough" Sam announced and stood in a flash.

I stood facing her and cupped her tit's. Gently fondling my older sister's perfect boobs. Running my hands over her smooth skin, cupping then uncupping her.

"I love feeling you up Sam. Your tit's love it too, your nipples are as hard as steel" I smiled.

Sam blushed but did not back away. I keep my hands on her boobs and felt her to my hearts content. Talking to your big sister with her tit's in your hands is heaven. There was a noise in the hallway and Sam turned and had her bra on in a flash. I had felt Sam up for fifteen to twenty minutes.

That evening mom was at work on the third shift and Sam had on a red cotton housecoat and no bra, I watched with interest as her tit's jiggled as she walked. We were both on the sofa. I decided to act, reached over and slide my hand into the opening between the buttons and grasped Sam's nubile booby.

"Hey what are you doing?"

"Having a nice feel, we can watch TV and also get feeling titty time in" I said as my hand occupied itself with her boob.

Sis again frowned but accepted my ministrations. Sam slowly got a glazed look in her eyes as the minutes passed and she slowly leaned against my left shoulder and closed her eyes. My hand manipulated both her breasts slowly with great care. I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefingers and she sighed.