Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part 3)

... overcoming my weakened hands, her body starting to pulse with orgasm. This last, deep thrust into her easily made me cum with her. Giving up any resistance, I grabbed her ass and pulled her into me, both of us just pressing and holding onto each other as hard as we could. My dick jumped inside her with pulse after pulse, squirting my cum out. Her butt and thighs clenched rhythmically and her vagina squeezed my dick, seeming to try to milk every last drop of cum out of me. I came down from my orgasm first, and continued pressing into her and holding her tightly until she was done. Totally spent, we just laid there together with my dick still in her pussy, letting all the emotions from our roller-coaster last couple of days just fade away. When she finally dismounted me, my dick was almost back to its normal size, only slightly still erect, and damp from tip to base. She collapsed next to me on the bed and cuddled up to my side. Rationality slowly returned, and I found myself tense. &#034I'm not so sure that was a good idea. I mean, what if you...&#034 To my surprise, Abby smiled at me. Crawling over to her nightstand, she dug into it until she pulled out a small silver rectangle and showed it to me. It had four rows of punch-out pills, the first row already gone. &#034Izzy gave me these last week. She has a whole bunch of them.&#034 I was elated, and all signs of tension vanished. Abby cuddled back into again. The world suddenly seemed like a great place once more. &#034I guess we've made up our minds, then?&#034 I said. She kissed my cheek. &#034I love you so much, b*****r. I never want to be apart from you.&#034 We lay there until I was nearly asl**p. I finally got up, collected my clothes and headed for my room through the adjoining bathroom. As I entered, Abby called after me. &#034Don't lock your door. You're still going to be sharing your room with me.&#034