Frightful Dream - Sex Stories

Frightful Dream

... entertain themselves before the eyes of the other.

Her body was warming fast. She began to seep wetness much sooner than when she was alone. Surprised at how quickly she was turning herself on, she dipped two fingers between the thick soft lips of her sex and penetrated. Her brother was tugging on his erection while he watched his sister finger herself. When he could sit no longer, he fell to lie beside her, their legs were rubbing. The feeling of his skin on hers sent tendrils of fire up her thigh where they met the growing flames in her stomach. She was getting turned on like never before. He turned to his side facing his sister, watching her probe herself while the end of his cock lightly brushed against her hip, she didn’t avoid the contact. He and she masturbated for several minutes, silently watching, enjoying what the other was doing. With her eyes on him, he pulled on his erection, caressed his balls, pinched the head, and squeezed the shaft while she probed between the puffy lips of her body and caressed her clit.

When she wet her fingers in her mouth to massage her clit he damn near ripped his erection from its roots. Her left-hand fingers slipped between her legs while the right hand worked the button at the top of her split. It was when she moved a hand to palm her breast and pinch her nipple that her self-induced passion crested. She bowed and flexed on the bed; her lips compressed in silence as she climaxed. Her brother was in sync with her and began ...

... blowing ropes of cum over his hand and her legs.

As they relaxed on the downside of their orgasms, she dabbed a puddle of semen from her thigh then grinned directly into his eyes as she boldly smeared it on her right tit. His cock jerked with an aftershock of lust. He used the blanket to wipe his stomach and her leg clean then hid his still-hard member from her view. She felt relaxed, no longer modest of her nudity or frightened of the nightmare, “Can you sleep now?”

He grinned, “Don’t know, I’m still turned on.”

“Really? Are you going to do it again? Can you do it two times so fast?”

He hesitated only slightly, “Maybe if you do it for me.”

“You want me to hold it? I don’t think so, I’m not your girlfriend.”

He echoed her earlier statement, “I won’t tell your friends.”

She thought in silence, what he asked sent a hot sensual message from her clit to her fingers and it took her only a moment to decide; Yes, she could do it for him, she would stroke him. Her heart started thudding as her courage built. She eased to her side; again, they were face to face. Her fingers closed around the shaft of his erection then she stroked the length of it. The blanket was in the way, she couldn’t feel him right so after three tentative tugs she pulled the cover down to expose him properly. The erection stood firm, curved slightly over his pubic hair, his nuts snugged tight against the base of it. There was a residue of cum clinging to the head. Her brother was bigger, longer, ...