My s****r when I sl**p - Sex Stories

My s****r when I sl**p

... that I didn't love her, but I had never thought about her the way she clearly thought about me! The hand stopped mere millimetres away from my hardened member. I was pretty much at full attention, all 4 inches of it. I could feel my penis pulsating, waiting for my s****r's hand to touch it, but she didn't move. She had stopped and I suppose must have been weighing her conscious about whether or not to do it. It didn't last long. All of a sudden she had her palm completely rested on top of my penis. An electric shock ran up my spin at the sensation of another person's hand touching me there, even if it was through my briefs. She slowly moved her palm over it, going in little circular motions, gently touching the sides with her fingers. I was in heaven. I did everything I could not to move or make a sound. No way was I going to risk ruining this by alerting her that I was awake. She stopped with her stroking, and gently placed her fingers underneath the waistband of my briefs, lifting them off my hips slightly. She then started to slide them down my hips, down my thighs, and eventually stopped at my knees. I was now completely naked from the waist down for all to see. Except that nobody could see because it was pitch black. But I didn't mind one bit. It meant I didn't have to worry about keeping my eyes shut. I heard a rustling of clothes for a moment and then without warning her hand wrapped around my penis. The feeling was so intense I nearly couldn't refrain from jumping ...

... from my bed. She started to slowly slide up and down. `My s****r is masturbating me..!' I couldn't believe it. What had gotten into her! I had known about masturbation since I was 10, having accidentally stumbled across porn on the computer once. Porn became my know-all for anything sex-related. With one hand slowly jacking me, her other hand grabbed my left hand and brought it to her bare breasts. The feeling of her soft breasts underneath my hand, mixed with her slowly jerking me off, was amazing. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the mixture of feelings flood over me. Her breast was surprisingly sizeable in my hand. Her stiff nipple pushing into my palm as her hand, wrapped over mine, squeezed gently but firmly. I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand it. I knew I was going to climax any minute now, the feelings too much for my prepubescent body. As if knowing how close I was, my s****rs jerking became more rapid, my hips ever so slightly bucking in her hands to meet her movements. My hand clutched her breast hard. My body stiffened and my hips thrusted up. I hadn't quite started producing sperm like they did in the pornos, but something clear and liquidly still came out, spilling over my s****r's hand and over my stomach and legs. I must have blacked out from the severity of the climax, because the next thing I remember was waking up to sunlight filtering through my window. I stared up at my ceiling, remembering everything that had happened last night. Or did it? I ...