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He didn’t know what to do. He thought about it all day long but was unable to come up with a decision that nobody could answer. Not even Cynthia could provide a solution that would enable Max to go and see the colleges of the Ivy League. And then, with her smile in tow, she suggested something, and initially threw the idea, along with a “physical benefit” the woman’s way. “Grace, can we have lunch tomorrow?” Cynthia asked. “I’ve got a favor to ask of you.” Of course, seeing as these two had already had a loving get together already, Grace was more then happy to help out the wonderful Cynthia. Cynthia was waiting at the bistro as Grace, in a beautifully designed dress walked in, and the two happy to be with one another, again, sat down. Cynthia held the conversation. She always appeared to be happy. Or so Grace thought so, which was true of Cynthia, and lunch was a superbly prepared meal as these two talked. “So is this for you and me to get together again?” Grace hoped. “Ohhhhhh no,” she replied and then added, “but that was a wonderful and enjoyable day.” Then Cynthia went on to say “I’ll have to admit that making love with you, having sex and making love to your body was exotic and…and it was arousing as ever Grace. But I have something else I’m asking of you.” Grace, for everything she had done for Cynthia’s family, couldn’t imagine what Cynthia was referring to but she waited and hoped that another bisexual affair was on its way. “I want you, and I won’t expect this unless you say yes, to take Max to all the Ivy League schools so he can visit them. I will reimburse you, and even front you, the money of course, but see…I have this event I have to be at in the next two weeks. Can you or will you do that?” Cynthia asked, in a humble manner of Grace Templeton. Grace was a little stunned by the request but the words that she had heard out of Max’s mouth…how he had complimented her three times over of her beauty still laid in her thoughts over the last couple weeks. “He is a nice young man,” and she paused a moment. They looked at one another as Grace thought again of her affair with Cynthia and finally conceded to taking him on a tour of the colleges. “I’ll do it. I suppose I’d be happy to do it.” They ate, talked some more, but in essence it was decided. Grace would take this potentially virile young man on a tour of colleges, alone. Cynthia knew of the potential for sex with the young woman and was more then happy for Max to be going with Grace on this week long trip. It would give him experiences, hopefully, which he hadn’t had in the past. “So it’s set?” Cynthia asked. “I believe it is. I’ll be there on Monday morning, okay?” “Wow…she’s going to take me, really mom?” Max declared bursa escort with a brilliant smile. “Yes dear,” Cynthia said. “However, come up to my room while I change. I need to talk with you about something…something quite important in fact.” She’s changing, he thought. Oh boy…I get to see mom naked again. Okay, I’ll be there. I’ll be there in a minute. He was already horny and she could already tell that he was and he was up there just as she had her blouse opened and her skirt off. And wow, did mom look good. Smiling, he was just like his mom. Always smiling like mom always smiled. She told him to sit down, anywhere, and anywhere happened to be the bed. Of course it was. He was hoping he’d get another chance to feel those soft, luscious, and round pert breasts of hers. Especially with nipples like hers the boy couldn’t wait to touch them and also get hard. “That was fast,” she said, smiling. “Now, seeing as you’re here, I’ll bet you’re here to see me get entirely undressed, aren’t you? Is that what you want to see…my bosoms?” He was nodding his head as if some young curious as ever school boy but she told him to relax, to calm down because she had some news that was going to be shocking to him. He asked what. “I’m just going to say it dear.” He listened intently. “As you know you were adopted, right?” “Yes, I know mom.” She held his eyes and for the first didn’t smile. Now that had him concerned, seeing as she always, always smiled. “You know that I’m only 31, right?” He nodded and said yes. “And seeing as your 18 our age difference isn’t that big is it?” “Nooooo,” he said as he wondered. “See…obviously your dad isn’t your dad either, is he?” “No mom,” he said as his eyes started wandering towards her breasts which were slightly covered by one of her silky blouses. “I can see that you have an interest in me meaning I can see that you’d like to feel my boobs again, right? Would you like to feel my boobs again honey?” she asked. He nodded. “Well okay but not before I tell you the truth about something.” “What’s that mom?” he said. “From here on in, I don’t want you…I don’t want you to call me mom anymore.” He asked why he shouldn’t. She held off for a moment. Staring at him she finally said it. “Because dear…I’m not your mother at all, which of course you’ve always known.” She paused, holding his eyes as she did, and finally added “Max, to be honest with you I’m your…I’m your sister. You and I are brother and sister.” What, he thought. Huh, he wondered as he pinched his eyes tight together. He mouthed the words again. He shook his head as he did. For the moment Max grew concerned as ever as he thought about what she’d just said. Cynthia just told him she was his sister bursa escort bayan and not his adoptive mother, that he and Cynthia were in fact actually brother and sister. He needed time to digest that or so he thought he did. However, something interrupted those thoughts rolling through his mind. She’s still the same person. She still has some of the nicest qualities a woman could ever have in that her boobies get him turned on and I have he had fulltime access to her boobs if he wanted them, didn’t he? He looked at her. She was smiling. He then asked “Uhhh mom, I mean uhhh should I call you mom or should I call you Cynthia?” he asked her. She smiled and told him to call her what he felt more comfortable calling her. “Well I personally like mom,” he told her. “You don’t mind, do you…mom?” “Not at all honey,” she said. Her shirt, as it had been all along, had been open allowing him to see her bra and parts of her breasts and upper body. His world was beginning to explode all over inside of him. She read his face and saw it too. He couldn’t believe it! Yeah, okay, so what if she’s my sister? I’d been touching and feeling and enjoying her tits…every last bit of my sister’s tits and she’s been enjoying that too. Max had looked forward to doing it all again as the two of them sat on her bed and she allowed him to see her upper body, including her bra and boobs along with that silky desirable body of hers. There it was again. She saw it too. Max swallowed and hard. It was coming. He stared at her chest, happily, and excitedly. Life, as he knew it was beginning to change for the better. Life, as he’d known it in the past, wasn’t going to change too much, hopefully. Life, as he knew it, was always going to be pretty much the same. She’d come to him and lie down in his bed with him and Cynthia would allow him to feel her titties, and maybe other parts of her body too. That’s because she liked doing that sort of stuff with him. Cynthia always liked that tender, soft, and affectionate attention that her brother, Max, gave her and she wanted it some more. “Okay, I know…I know sweetheart. Go ahead. Do it just like always” she said as she smiled. “Go on and reach out and touch them.” Max was on his way, reaching out, and feeling his sisters round, full, and pert boobs. He knew exactly what to do. He touched her tits, gently. He rubbed her bra and boobs as he caressed the bra and boobs. And she waited for it. She waited for him to take hold of her tits, in his hands, and she waited for him to squeeze her tits for probably one last time. He did it too. “Ohhhhhhh Max honey,” she crooned as he squeezed her tit in his hand. “Mmmmmm uhhh oooooohh yes, you do that soooo well honey,” escort bursa she told him as if he was her little darling son. She reached out as he squeezed her tits and put her arms around him. She hugged him, lovingly, and then she brought a hand down in between them and rubbed his crotch. It made him feel good. “Ohhh thank you…thank you for doing that baby. I love it when you do that to my breasts honey. Oh God…ohhhhhh my God…Max…you have no idea how much I love that!” And then she said something else. “I hope this will happen with other women in your life. I do baby…I really do.” Everything was arranged. She came to pick him up. Max was excited as Grace, using one of the family’s SUV’s she switched cars and drove off. Initially, they took the intended roads. They talked and Max enjoyed Grace’s company and Grace found Max to be quite the “entertainer” in that he could converse on a rather mature level. But Max began to think about his conversation a couple weeks back. He started thinking about what he’d told Grace as far as how he found her attractive in a lot of ways, physically speaking. He wondered if she ever thought about any of that too. Silence ensued, neither of them found anything else to talk about, and he wondered about that one specific day when they took a walk and he talked about how he found her to be attractive as ever. Out of the blue, she broke that silence. “Max, I have a question for you.” He turned his head, momentarily, and looked at her. He looked back at the road seeing as he was driving but smiled and asked her what it was. She looked at him and smiled anyway and then asked “Did you really mean what you said to me the other day…I mean about how you…thought I looked, honestly?” He thought about it as he looked back at her. He tried, hard, to hold in all his emotions he had for her as he looked at what he considered an explosively pretty looking, thicker, and definitely curvy woman in the eyes. She waited for his answer. He was semi-successful in that he nodded in a manner with which she thought and felt she had to ask about. As she was about to ask something else he said “About how attractive I think you are?” He nodded again. Looking back at her, she nodded too and then he said yes, with not too confidence “Ohhh sure I guess I did. I mean I hope you don’t think it was wrong for me to say that…do you?” And that’s when his eyes did it again. They slowly traversed away from her face, gradually down over her thick juicy bosoms. She happened to notice it too. He saw them and he wondered about them. He wondered what her thick, possibly juicy boobs felt and tasted like if the two of them laid down in bed together. He looked at them way too long. The car veered off the road. Thankfully she noticed it and slid a hand over to right the car back onto the road. But Grace knew that answer at this point. She knew exactly what and how he felt about her and her body. She looked away, almost as if she was smiling.

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