missingsin
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 15, 2011
- Location
- neither here nor there
Julie was double-checking the data again, something must be skewed because the numbers don't add up. She unconsciously rubbed her nipples after peeking at her twin brother, who was busy checking data of his own. Seeing that he was busy, she rubbed them harder between her fingers, using both hands now. They just felt more sensitive than ever as she felt them pebble between her fingers. She stifled a moan, what was happening to her? She had stopped wearing bras because they didn't fit anymore and her breasts felt better unconstricted. Stopping the way her thoughts ran, she looked at the figures again. Maybe she missed something.
But she only found herself rubbing the end of her pen against her throbbing nubs. Her boyfriend Johnny had already complained about Julie wanting to have sex all the time. It wasn't like all the time, she still went to class and did her experiments for the lab dutifully. He also never complained when he made her put his tiny whiny cock between her breasts and tit-fuck it. Though she knew her twin and her boyfriend didn't quite like each other, Johnny was sweet in her own way. She just sometimes wished that he was bigger and could stay hard longer. She missed him already since he's going to be home for a few days for a family wedding. She just feels horny all the time as she rubbed her tits again. She has to damn stop this.
She removed the scunchy that tied her soft curly black hair, until the curly edges nestled just a little past her shoulders. Where was her calculator? She had removed her lab coat and was dressed simply in a white t-shirt, so tight against her breasts she knew her nubs would be showing. She was just about to open her a drawer when she espied it on the other desk.
Forgetting to wear her lab coat she stalked to where her brother was. "How many times have I told you to return stuff where you get them? I had been looking for the calculator for...like forever," she complained. Looking at his desk, "I told you so many time to throw your candy wrappers in the trash can and wash the coffee mugs after you use them."
"Why can't you do simple things like that all the time. I know you're older. By five minutes," she continued in a huff. "This is a laboratory, not a college dorm," she reminded him. They were both science majors though she planned to major in nanogenetics next year. She leaned closer to her brother and started gathering the stuff from his desk. "I'm always cleaning up after you," she said again. The tight shirt was really rubbing against her breasts and they were already too sensitive with the unconscious playing she had been doing earlier. "Damn, next time you clean up after yourself," she said crossly. Why was she so damn horny.
"I'm calling Johnny."
But she only found herself rubbing the end of her pen against her throbbing nubs. Her boyfriend Johnny had already complained about Julie wanting to have sex all the time. It wasn't like all the time, she still went to class and did her experiments for the lab dutifully. He also never complained when he made her put his tiny whiny cock between her breasts and tit-fuck it. Though she knew her twin and her boyfriend didn't quite like each other, Johnny was sweet in her own way. She just sometimes wished that he was bigger and could stay hard longer. She missed him already since he's going to be home for a few days for a family wedding. She just feels horny all the time as she rubbed her tits again. She has to damn stop this.
She removed the scunchy that tied her soft curly black hair, until the curly edges nestled just a little past her shoulders. Where was her calculator? She had removed her lab coat and was dressed simply in a white t-shirt, so tight against her breasts she knew her nubs would be showing. She was just about to open her a drawer when she espied it on the other desk.
Forgetting to wear her lab coat she stalked to where her brother was. "How many times have I told you to return stuff where you get them? I had been looking for the calculator for...like forever," she complained. Looking at his desk, "I told you so many time to throw your candy wrappers in the trash can and wash the coffee mugs after you use them."
"Why can't you do simple things like that all the time. I know you're older. By five minutes," she continued in a huff. "This is a laboratory, not a college dorm," she reminded him. They were both science majors though she planned to major in nanogenetics next year. She leaned closer to her brother and started gathering the stuff from his desk. "I'm always cleaning up after you," she said again. The tight shirt was really rubbing against her breasts and they were already too sensitive with the unconscious playing she had been doing earlier. "Damn, next time you clean up after yourself," she said crossly. Why was she so damn horny.
"I'm calling Johnny."