Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3

... are anything like mine an orgasm is like love: it's hard to explain but you'll know when you've felt it." What a fucking awful comparison, don't teach her that! "Yeah I had one last night when we had sex. So yeah I've never had an orgasm masturbating." Oh yeah I made her cum last night. +5 manstud points. "I'm not sure I'm the most qualified person to ask," I said tentatively. "Why didn't you ask the nurse in sex ed?" "Probably the same reason no one else did," she answered. Oh yeah, the other girls in her class would never let her hear the end of it. "Hey Camille, did you masturbate just now in the washroom? Slut." Even in private schools, teenagers are little shits. And I'm saying that as a teenager myself. "I know you're a guy," Cammi continued, "but can you try?" FUCK YEAH I CAN! "If you really want me to," I sighed, like this was a total drag. Wait, aren't I really bad at acting? "Oh I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to," Cammi said cheekily, "it's okay I'll just go back to my room and try it again by myself." She walked over to her discarded pyjamas and picked up her top before I grabbed her hand and gave her that semi-romantic hug from behind again, complete with my raging boner pressing into her back again. Again, I couldn't see her face, but I could sense her smiling. "Ooookay, okay," I said with a tone that said "you got me", "just get on the bed, and lie on your back." Cammi happily skipped to my bed and jumped onto it, turning midair to face ...

... me. I felt my mouth dry up as I saw her small breasts bounce as she did. She lay on her back and patiently waited for my next move. I walked over to the side of my bed and took in the vision of pure beauty before me. Aphrodite in the flesh. If Aphrodite was a preteen little minx. I just couldn't get over how picture perfect my little sister was. I eyed her slender body like a starving man looking at a 10-course meal before I reminded myself what I was supposed to do. Somehow I was supposed to teach her how to masturbate, because clearly if she hasn't figured it out for herself already I must have the answers somewhere in my perverse mind. Come on dude, she already got you off tonight. It's time to return the favour. And if you actually teach her right, it'll be a favour that keeps on giving. Like the saying goes, give a man a fish, and he won't go hungry. Give a man a fishing pole, and he...he'll...he also won't get hungry I don't know how the fucking saying goes let's just get her to cum. "Okay uh, I know you said this tickles, but just trust me, okay?" I sat down beside Cammi on the bed and slowly and sensually reached for her breast when she recoiled slightly. "Wait, what are you doing?" she asked. "I'm...gonna get you to cum?" I said blankly. DId I do something wrong? Why won't you let me make you cum? "But masturbating is doing it by yourself, isn't it?" "Well yeah but...so you just want me to not do anything? Like just sit back and tell you how to touch yourself?" "Well ...