A Sister's Benefaction Through Shared Grief - Pt 1 - Sex Stories

A Sister's Benefaction Through Shared Grief - Pt 1

... her a kiss. “Certainly dear!” Dave said as he bent over to kiss her. “Thanks love,” Gina said as her hand slid over his butt as he turned to walk away. Gina smiled and winked at Brenda, as she watched him walk over to the fridge. She looked back at her sister with a look of nervousness, and a little smile. Dave closed the fridge door, and turned to walk back towards them. Brenda looked over his chest again. Examining how the material clung to the ripples of his abs, and that “V” shape that led below. She shot her sister a quick glance as he got closer, and Gina winked in approval. He filled up Gina's cup first, then turned to Brenda. He leaned over to grab her cup, as her eyes followed that “V” down, to a prominent bulge between his thighs. Brenda looked up at him and smiled, as he placed her cup back down on the table, and her eyes took another quick look. “Uh-hm. Thank you, Dave. That's more than plenty,” Brenda said. Quickly putting her hand on her face, which made Gina chuckle. “Thank you dear. Would you mind quickly changing that light bulb on the chandelier? It's a little dark in here.” “Sure thing!” “Damn,” Brenda whispered to Gina as Dave grabbed a light bulb and returned. Standing in between the two, Dave reached up and started changing the light bulb. Gina watched Brenda's eye dart all over him, before they rested at eye level, exactly where Dave's waist was. Her face went blank as her gaze drifted just a little south. Innately, her head tilted just a little bit, ...

... as she closely examined what detail she could. She could see the rim at the end of a rather lengthy shaft, and the indent towards the tip. As she saw that, she choked on the water she was sipping, and spit it onto Dave. “Are you okay, Brenda?” Gina asked smirking. “Do I smell that bad?” Dave joked. “Sorry, I'm okay. My gosh. Forgot how to swallow apparently. And you don't smell at all Dave. I think Gina was just teasing you,” Brenda said, which made Gina crack up into hysterics. “That's okay. Happens to all of us from time to time.” “Yes it does, dear,” Gina said as she pulled Dave next to her. Gina wrapped her arm around his waist, until her hand reached the front of his thigh. She made small talk as she rubbed his thigh, slowly inching closer to his pelvic. She began talking about a movie they had seen recently, and started talking about the scene where the main characters had sex for the first time. “It was pretty hot for an R-rated movie. I think Dave enjoyed seeing her breasts more than any other part of the movie,” Gina joked. “I think they did that for the men, like myself, who would inevitably be dragged to see that movie," Dave defended himself. “I think so,” Gina agreed. Brenda was only half listening, as her eyes were watching a scene of their own. Gina had been rubbing very close inside his thigh, and her mention of the breasts created a mild growth in his suit. Brenda cleared her throat, and excused herself from the table to use the restroom. As she left, Gina's ...