Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part1) - Sex Stories

Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part1)

... underneath seemed larger than last night, but were still maddeningly small. I could just see where her chest curved softly into the side of her breast, and imagined the sight of her firm tits and big nipples again. As she walked past, I looked at her round ass, seeing the darker color of my own boxer-briefs through the worn-thin cotton of her pants. I imagined my own underwear rubbing against the fuzzy lips of her pussy. A moment later, the bathroom door closed. It was clear that our earlier encounter had gotten me hornier that I realized. Normally when I was horny at night, I'd sit at my computer and visit some of my favorite websites, but with only a few minutes until Abby returned, I decided it wasn't an option tonight. I stripped down to a t-shirt and my boxer-briefs, slipped into the sl**ping bag and tried to clear my head. Abby came back in and saw me already on the floor. She turned out the light, leaving only the faint glow of my monitor, and climbed into the bed, wrapping the blanket around her tightly like a cocoon. &#034It sure is cold in here tonight,&#034 she said. She was right. &#034Must be your broken window letting all the cold air into here through the bathroom.&#034 I got out of the sl**ping bag and crammed a towel under the bathroom door. Abby watched me as I did it. &#034You really shouldn't be sl**ping on that cold hard floor, especially if you're already sore.&#034 &#034And what kind of b*****r would I be if I let you sl**p there?&#034 Abby looked at ...

... me a moment and hesitated. &#034We could, um, you know, share the bed, just for tonight. There's enough room for us both.&#034 I hesitated at the idea, too. I still couldn't get the image of Abby's naked body out of my head, sharing a bed might be a bad idea. On the other hand, the floor was cold and hard and my shoulder did ache. &#034Alright, just for tonight.&#034 She was lying near the edge of the bed to talk to me, still wrapped up. I just climbed over her to take the side against the wall, lying on my side facing her on the narrow twin bed. Abby unwrapped part way and extended the blanket over me. She was facing away from me, with just a slight separation between us. I could feel the heat coming from her body, but tried to put her out of my head. &#034Goodnight, s*s,&#034 I said. &#034Goodnight.&#034 I had almost started to doze off when Abby said, &#034I'm still kind of cold.&#034 She reached back and grabbed my arm and pulled it over herself and nuzzled up right against me, pulling me against her back and resting her ass against my groin. I felt her warm body through our cotton shirts. With her hand over mine, she pulled it and nestled my palm against her ribs. I realized that my fingers had fallen in the gap between the buttons of her shirt and were touching her soft skin. For what seemed like a long time I just held them there, not daring to move, feeling her creamy skin just inches away from her breasts. Everything else had fallen away from existence except the ...