Shortly after I began I unhooked my bralette and slid it out from under my top and hung it on the chair as well. Leaning back against the chair again ...I started rubbing myself, sliding my fingers between my lips just enough to make my clit wet while I rubbed it. Reaching up under my top I teased myself while I rubbed my clit by making little circles around my nipple.By the time both my nipples were hard, I was getting really close to cumming. I decided I was ready and stopped.Getting on my hands. They had agreed to have dinner at a local restaurant: Chris had argued that would keep the conversation general and give Isabel the chance to relax in their company.Back at the apartment, the chilled wine forming small beads on their glasses, there was the briefest moment of uncertainty before Chris spoke. “I think I told you,” she said, smiling reassuringly at Isabel, “that Tim and I have no secrets from each other. So he knows how much I ... enjoyed your company before. But we both wondered. I was in heaven that was such moment that forced me to put my left hand over her pussy and I started to rub it over her dress and she applied opposite force, no longer we were kissing just had our mouth as close as possible and feeling our breaths. Rubbing continued and she started controlled moaning, her legs shaking out, she was excited and armed me to balance herself, all this excitement causing her ass to rise sometimes and continuous moving of her ass.This continuous rubbing of her ass on. At least we weren’t until that night. Anyway, we had no problem hanging out together, and it wasn’t out of the ordinary for us to do so. We are both very social, and often run in the same circles of people. That’s not to say we’re always together, but you know what I’m saying. Basically we have, or had a very “normal” sibling relationship. Reading through some of these stories, people insinuate that there was always some sort of sexual tension or attraction between siblings growing up. I can.