Morning
From Torg Adventure
You wake up and smell food cooking. Millie is still with you, and she starts stirring as well.
"Mmmm, {firstname}, the cuddles last night were great," she says, wiggling her butt into you. You groan, because your hard-on is wedged in the crack of her ass. "Oops, feels like you're happy this morning." You also notice at this time that you've got her boob in your palm again, and she's not trying to move it. Then she wiggles her ass again, pulling a louder groan from you that you stifle by closing your mouth. She giggles.
"You used to get those when I was little, too, but I didn't think anything of it," she says with a laugh. You remember being embarrassed, but didn't think she ever noticed.
When she pushes back again, this time you squeeze her breast, and it's her turn to moan softly. "I guess that's fair," she whispers. "It's comforting to know that you aren't freaked out. I'd hate for us to get uncomfortable over a little harmless fun."
She starts to roll back toward you, and you move to let her accomplish her roll, watching her breasts jiggle as she moves. She ends up laying across your chest looking you in the eyes. You are fully aware that her boobs are pressed into your chest.
"I've missed you, being away at boarding school. I had lots of friends there, but I didn't have my protector. Now I need you more than ever." She leans in and kisses you on the cheek, then puts her head down and hugs you. You hug her back and stroke her hair.
"I need you too. When you went away, I felt like the family wasn't whole. I wish it were under better circumstances, but I'm so glad you're back." You hug her again.
Then she throws the covers off and sits up. You gaze at her body, loving how she's not self-conscious about it. Then she turns and sees your cock. Her eyes go wide, since it's at full mast, sticking straight up from your groin. She quickly settles her face in a more neutral look. "Looks like someone else is glad to see me," she giggles.
Millie climbs out of your bunk, and in the process, you see her bald pussy. Your cock wiggles. She stands on the ladder.
You sit up, and she leans over and kisses you on the lips. No tongue, but not a sisterly kiss on the cheek. Then she climbs down the ladder.
"See you at breakfast, {firstname}."
She pads across the bunker naked, swaying her hips and wiggling her ass, while looking over her shoulder at you.
What next?
